A/N: Yes, Splendid will reveal to you all what was under his mask! And, just because of you patient little cookies, there will be some action in this chapter. (Fighting action, not 'you-know-what' action). Thanks to MissMadiMay12for the awesome idea! *Tears up* She inspired me!

After Toothy had left, I sat on my bed, contemplating what had just happened. It wasn't much of a fantasy night, but still, I got to kiss the man of my dreams. My heart started pumping faster just thinking of the way his skilled hands tangled themselves in my hair, his breath against my ear, his head on my shoulder.

My own hand made its way up to my face. I didn't know how he didn't realise it. Maybe he did, but he just didn't say anything. Maybe he accepted me. My fingers, one by one, brushed themselves across the scar that was stationed across the eye section of my face. I didn't wear my mask because I wanted to hide my identity, although that was a big part of being a superhero. I wore it because I was self-conscious about the pinkish-like scar that was on my face. I sighed.

He saw the real me. Not some flimsy hero who tried to save everyone. I gracefully floated to the kitchen; why should I walk when I could fly? Taking out a long, slim glass, I poured myself a cocktail, and drank it slowly, savoring the flavours. My mind wandered to the feeling of Toothy's tail; it was leathery, but very soft. I smirked at the thought. Toothy had told me, out of the whole town, if he had to choose a tail, it'd be mine. I don't know why, though. My tail wasn't anything special. But...on the contrary, it's quite fluffy.

My hand stayed at my face. I closed my eyes slowly and remembered how the scar had become.

It was 6 years ago, and my alter ego had finally escaped from the mirror I trapped him in. He swore with a vengeance that he would come back; and kill me. All talk and no action, I thought. But I was wrong. He came back, to this town, infact. His red eyes shimmered with hatred and anger. My blue ones just eyed him softly.

"You're going to pay for what you did to me, Splendid." He narrowed his eyes at me, a smirk running across his lips.

"You deserved it." I simply replied.

He took a step closer, baring his sharp teeth. Not as sharp as Flippy's alter-ego's teeth, but they still were considerably sharp. His tail swooned in the soft breeze that flew around us. This was inevitable. We were going to fight, one way or another. He stared at me with evil intent written all over his face. He took another step forward. I did the same.

"All those years, stuck in that cursed mirror in space? I had no one. Nor will you, very soon!" He tilted his head backwards, then forwards quickly, ejecting a blue laser beam from his eyes. I dodged it and fell to the ground from my quick escape. After the dust settled, I noticed a dark figure looming over me holding a glowing green acorn.

"You're mine, punk."

I quickly used my reflexes to dodge the harsh kicking force of his foot, and jumped up, laser-beaming the acorn out of his paw, but also scorching him badly. He puts his paws between his knees and groaned in pain, as I took the opportunity to give him an upper-cut to the chin. He flew backwards, slamming into a tree, making it topple over. He stood up, enraged at what I had done. I simply glared at him, smirking slightly. We ran at eachother, fists held high, waiting to strike. We ran; faster, faster, until we were using our superspeed to eliminate the large space between us. As we closed in, we both raised out fists higher, ready to strike one another. At the last minute, I flew up, making my doppelganger skid to a stop. That was my chance. I gained altitude, and once I was up at a considerable height, I zoomed down, charging my laser beams at the same time. He looked up, and that's when I struck him. I knew I'd killed him. There was no way he could survive such an impact.

I walked away, knowing I'd just taken one more evil person out of this Godforsaken world. But, I was immature then. I should've known we were almost impossible to kill without the kryptonut. I realised what happened, and ran back, but I couldn't reach the acorn in time. He stood up, and grabbed me by the back of my mask, and threw me against the dirt.

"You thought you could kill me? Stupid boy, we're the same. You don't know enough about yourself to destroy me."

I looked up at him. He had 'no mercy' plastered all over his face. "What...has me not knowing myself got to do with...this?"

"Idiot," He glared at me with disgust. "We're the same! If you knew your own weaknesses, you'd know mine!"

I winced, preparing for my fate, and for the chance to go and finally meet my maker. But it never came.

"You put up a good fight. You're still an idiot, though." He raised his fist once more, his claws out, then cracked down on my skull, knocking me out cold.

I woke up in hospital the next day, amazed I wasn't killed. 'If you knew your own weaknesses, you'd know mine!' They were the only words going through my head at that moment. I rolled over onto my side, but I winced in pain. Grabbing the mirror that was placed next to my hospital bed, I took in what I saw. Bruises and scrapes covered my face, along with my arms and legs. But what caught my attention the most was the long, pink, puffy scar that ran down from my right eye down to my cheek.

I took my hand off my scar, thinking. Just thinking. Wondering why, since I trapped Splendont in the mirror, he didn't kill me. He had to power to; he was stronger than me. He also had the Kryptonut in his possession. But why? Why didn't he kill me? Had to know. And I was going to find out, even if it was the death of me.