Hey, guys! On to Part 2 of "Crisis" now! I got a little burnt out after last week, but I'm back, and I'm pretty happy I waited to write this so I could deliver my best.

After all, this chapter's all about Earth-X Prometheus. ;)

Enjoy!

***

"Is there any chance we can have a go at him when you're done?" Laurel asked hopefully as they approached the pipeline.

"If this really is somehow our Prometheus, then knock yourself out," Oliver answered, making Laurel grin. "Kara and I got our chance at him, and he's the one who made you work for him."

Oliver, Kara, and Laurel stopped at the front of the line with Sara, Barry, Malcolm, and Slade behind them. For a moment, both groups stared at each other, then Prometheus turned around, reaching up to push back his hood and remove his mask.

When he turned back around, the blood drained from Malcolm's face and Oliver swallowed hard. "Oh, my God," Laurel's eyes widened.

"Oh, my God what?" Kara asked, looking around at them. "Oliver? Malcolm? Who is he?"

Malcolm swallowed hard. "That's my son."

That made both Slade and Kara whip around to take another look at Tommy Merlyn, who had a small smirk on his face as he watched them. "He died over four years ago," Laurel whispered.

Oliver took a deep breath. "Malcolm and I are gonna need a moment alone with him."

Laurel gave Tommy one last look before turning around and walking off, Sara behind her. Barry left a moment later. Kara squeezed both Oliver's and Malcolm's hands, Slade giving them a nod of encouragement, before they left as well. Oliver and Malcolm exchanged looks before nodding to each other, stepping forward to speak with someone who had both meant so much to them.

***

"Wrong," Laurel pressed her fingers to her temples as she reentered the cortex, everyone else looking up when she entered. "This is just wrong."

"What is?" Thea asked in concern. "Did you find out who he is?"

"We did," Sara confirmed heavily as she and Barry walked in.

"And?" Thea prompted impatiently.

"It's not Adrian Chase," Slade said grimly.

"It's Tommy Merlyn," Kara sighed. "Malcolm's son."

Thea froze. "Tommy?" she whispered, putting a hand over her mouth.

"Your older brother," Felicity swallowed hard.

"This doesn't make any sense," Laurel paced impatiently. "How could Tommy Merlyn be in Prometheus's suit?"

"He's a crony," Mick answered.

"Anachronism," Stein rolled his eyes.

"That's what I said."

"Lately, we've been dealing with anachronisms," Sara explained. "It's people and things displaced throughout time."

"OK, but why would Nazis from 1945 want to crash my wedding?" Iris asked.

"Crab legs," Mick suggested, making Sara tilt her head side to side. "They were delicious."

"No, Iris has a point," James shook his head. "Why a wedding?"

"Yeah, if they're from out of time, why didn't they target the military or law enforcement?" Winn looked around.

"Tommy was plucked from five years ago and put in the Prometheus wardrobe," Felicity frowned. "That doesn't make any sense."

Caitlin frowned. "It does if we're not dealing with an anachronism."

Barry straightened. "Visitors from another Earth?"

Caitlin nodded in agreement. "Whoa, there are more than one?" Jax blinked.

"Earth-2," Laurel held up her hand, Harry doing the same.

"And Earth-38," Kara gestured to her friends. "There are 52, actually."

"Though I'm hard-pressed to think of one where Nazis were ascendant," Stein muttered.

"I can," Harry said grimly, looking over at Laurel. "And I'm willing to bet Zoom might have mentioned it at one point."

Laurel frowned, confused, only for her eyes to widen. "No."

"Yes," Harry nodded. "There's a 53rd Earth."

"Earth-X," Laurel breathed in horror.

"Every Earth has a number except this one?" Slade raised an eyebrow.

"Zoom told me that it doesn't have a designation because it's a place so awful, so horrific, no sane person would ever travel there," Laurel nodded as Harry walked over to the console.

"He was right," Harry nodded, keying up a few videos. "It's basically our Earth – same history, same timeline – with one crucial and critical difference."

"So let me hypothesize," Stein swallowed as videos of Nazis appeared. "The Nazis developed the atomic bomb before the United States did, and they were more than happy to use it."

"Yes," Harry nodded. "The Nazis won the war. And New York, London, Paris, Moscow – all obliterated. The SS set up outposts not only all throughout Europe, but also all throughout the Americas, and Hitler continued his brutal reign aided by prime ministers and presidents sympathetic to him until his death in 1994."

"Now they're not happy ruling just one Earth," Felicity mumbled, screwing her eyes shut and walking away. "God, this is making me physically ill."

"Yeah, the line starts behind me," Jax muttered.

"We have to find them," Kara looked around. "I mean, do you think they're using the breach to hop between worlds?"

"That, or they're operating from a staging area somewhere in Central City or close by," Alex nodded.

"Well, good thing we have a metric ton of smart people in this building, and Rory," Barry said, ignoring the small glare Mick sent him. "Let's get to work on finding our new friends from Earth-X."

The others walked off, but Thea walked up to Kara. "Hey," she said quietly, biting her lip. "Is there any way we can . . . ?"

"Come on," Kara put an arm around her, walking out of the cortex. "Let's go."

***

"Earth-X?" Oliver repeated.

"That's right," Tommy nodded. "And I'm dead on this Earth."

"This Earth," Malcolm mumbled faintly, shaking his head. The girl he saw as his little sister was from another Earth, and the most annoying sister he could possibly get was from yet another one, and somehow he was still surprised by this statement.

"I'd almost prefer that," Tommy said, making both Oliver and Malcolm pay attention. "I was born into the Reich. The whole world is the Fatherland. We don't have elementary schools and summer camps. We have youth groups, military training. We all grow up without a choice."

"You have a choice now," Oliver told him. "You can tell us where to find the others from Earth-X."

Tommy took a deep breath. "On my Earth, you are my best friend. I would die for you."

"I would have died for you," Oliver agreed wholeheartedly.

Tommy narrowed his eyes. "Would have?"

"You beat me to it," Oliver said simply, making Malcolm close his eyes. "I lost you. It was like – it was like losing a limb."

"And when I found out . . . " Malcolm shook his head. "God, it was like I had been shot in the heart. I already lost your mother. I had no idea what to do after I lost you."

"And Tommy, you weren't just my best friend," Oliver told him. "Tommy, you were my brother, and you sacrificed yourself for a woman that we both loved – " It was brief, but it was there. Malcolm saw a flicker in Tommy's eyes, one that made him frown slightly, but just as quickly as it was there, it was gone. Oliver ploughed right on, though. "And I was there, and I had you right here . . . " He took a deep breath, regaining his composure. "You were a good man here, and I believe that you still can be."

"No, you don't understand," Tommy shook his head, walking forward. "If I – if I talk, if I break, the Führer will kill my father," he looked towards Malcolm. "He'll kill my mother, everyone that I love."

"I will not let that happen," Oliver shook his head at once. "We will not let that happen. We will stop him."

Tommy leaned against the door, looking at him. "Do you think you can do that?"

That was when Malcolm heard it – a familiar undertone that made him reach out and put a hand on Oliver's shoulder when he opened his mouth to respond. Oliver looked at him, bewildered, as Malcolm slowly walked forward, coming face to face with the man who looked like his son, but was not. They locked eyes before Malcolm shook his head. "I wondered, when Oliver mentioned Laurel." And there it was again – except this time, the flash of pain and anger in Tommy's eyes lasted longer, making Oliver inhale sharply. "Now I look at you, and you know what I see? I see who I used to be. A manipulator, and a liar. We were never going to get through to you, were we?"

Tommy gave him a long look before chuckling darkly. "Who you used to be. You know, when I first heard about this Earth, I looked through my doppelgänger's history. I found we loved the same woman. And I found you . . . and your Undertaking." Malcolm tensed, and it was Oliver's turn to put a hand on his shoulder supportively. "Five hundred and three dead, and one of them your own son. I also found you were dead . . . it didn't take long for me to find out it was my best friend who had done it. And to see you fighting in the church alongside the man who should have killed you . . . where did that ruthlessness go, Father?"

Malcolm flinched at that, and Oliver stepped forward, narrowing his eyes. "And you," Tommy turned his iron glare on Oliver, stopping him in his tracks. "You really are a special kind of idiot if you think you could stop him. Your naïveté would be charming if your weakness wasn't so pathetic." Oliver blinked in shock at the sudden turn Tommy took, and Malcolm slowly stepped back, coming to stand at Oliver's side as his son's doppelgänger smirked darkly. "Is this how it is on your planet? Everybody swayed by sentiment? Is everyone here really so weak?" He chuckled. "The Reich will change that. The weak will be eliminated. Your entire world will be enslaved, but you, you – " He pointed right at Oliver, who narrowed his eyes. "You won't be around to witness it. He is going to feel your skull crack under the weight of his boot. Everyone you care about, everyone you love, they're going to die badly, in ways that would give even monsters nightmares." He chuckled, backing up, dropping his mask to the ground. "I really wish I could live to see it."

Malcolm's eyes widened when Tommy reached into his mouth, pulling out a capsule of some kind. "No!"

Oliver ran for the controls, but a blur of pink and gold got there first. Kara smacked the controls to open the door, and it opened just as Tommy bit down. "Tommy, don't!" Oliver shouted as Thea ran in, her eyes wide.

Malcolm ran to Tommy just as he collapsed, foaming at the mouth. "No," he whispered in shock, Thea running to drop to her knees by her father, both of them watching as Tommy died right in front of them. "No!"

"No," Thea sobbed, clutching Malcolm tightly.

Oliver swallowed, frozen in shock as he watched Malcolm and Thea clutch Tommy's lifeless body, then felt Kara take his hand. "Oliver," she whispered.

Oliver silently turned to her, and Kara hugged him tightly as Oliver cried into her shoulder.

***

Apparently Colin Donnell literally flew out from Chicago Med, did this scene, and then flew right back. Kudos to you, bud - you nailed this scene.

Hopefully I've raised a few questions with Earth-X Tommy's scene. Let's just say I have plans to share some history about the Earth-Xers later in the story.