How did I end up here…?
She pushed herself up so weak but punched at the clear glass over and over struggling to remain upright struggling to remain strong.
Who did this...no...no not him!
How could he have done this?
He's my friend isn't he?
This was worse than the fears that drove her nearly mad trapped in the suit her best friend made her. That she made her to save her. But this? She knew if she didn't get out the explosion would destroy her. Her powers were too low, her body more brittle. What would Alex think if she left her like this? What would Lena think when she found out...the truth..
"James...come on...see me…" Her voice was breaking as was her will to hold on. She pushed through that considering the one option that just might work but it could drive her to solar flare and if she did that...but no. She couldn't think of that. This was her only hope. She fired her heat vision praying to Rao, to everything that her friend would see the blue light that only her eyes could give. Struggling she took a deep breath and pushed another blast against the glass.
I should be able to destroy it!
Why can't I?
Was it made of something even a kryptonian can't shatter?
Her heart was pounding ruthlessly, her breath heavy from every blast she struck with. Every fire left her more and more depleted. But that's when she heard the voice and tears ran down her weakened blue eyes.
"I do this, in the name of humanity." She looked around and noticed the speaker and the words her friend spoke were clear of their purpose. She fired again forcing more of her power into the blast. "Supergirl?" He'd seen it.
"JAMES!" She screamed as loud as her vocals could handle hoping that what allowed in by speaker would carry her own out to him. "JAMES!" She kept pounding at the glass with only one hand but her strength had failed her. One more blast and darkness threatened to seize her. She struck at that black void battled those shadows slamming her fist against the glass noticing the cracks hitting it again and again. The countdown suddenly blared in that hideous monotone and finally the glass ceased to exist. Now all she had to do was fly up. With the last of her cells she shot her body upward toward the ceiling to freedom until..
The powerful hum rattled her head piercing her eardrums. It forced her hands over her ears her struggle to soar up disheveled. She opened her eyes again and gasped when the brightest of lights struck her vision blinding her for a moment until two strong red flashes took away the last of her kryptonian strength. Her body depleted under those red sun flares as she fell down into the darkness as the countdown hit its mark. Only the beckoned scream from the force of the explosion knocked her from her unconscious state and right into a violent tremor of heat and fury. Darkness seized her again claiming her then as its willful prisoner.
"Не сегодня желтое солнце" Without a cape, in nothing but a black suit including a distant symbol of Dark Krypton in the shadows of reds and coal smoked greys did she shield the yellow daughter of Rao's light from the quaking force firing her own powerful blast through the floor soaring down and into the pit her heat vision created. Unleashing a fury of ice and stone she shielded them both from the second blast knowing that explosion would annihilate what had imprisoned the fallen angel. "У меня есть желтая дочь" Taking a moment listening to the sounds of the city to the distant languages she found what she needed to communicate better and with Supergirl limp in her arms she lifted her head enough to bring her lips to Kara Zor-El's ear. "У меня есть желтая дочь" "I have you yellow daughter. I have you.."
She listened intently and heard the shame the fear and weak emotional ruin of a screaming metal suited man. She reached further to listen to the frantic screams that erupted from the phone the man held. His sniffling his tattered heartbeat was proof of his failure and his betrayal. She heard the scream of a woman then a second. His apologies over and over filled her ears but she chose to ignore these insecurities blasting a path until she reached a tunnel flying into it with the yellow daughter of Rao's light.
To her this figure was far more human. It made her weak and vulnerable. She was nothing like this Kara. They may have shared the same face, bore the same scars...but she was not weak. She would never be weak. She would wait until this fragile thing awoke and she...the Red Daughter would show the cruel nature of pitiful humans. She would bring this yellow daughter of Rao's light to her side and they would destroy all that opposed their ways. She was the dark beast of Rao's darkness. That knowledge she would force this one to swallow until she choked on it to swallow more and more until she thirsted for that darkness.
One voice reached further than the rest and with it she blasted upward soaring toward the same path as her heat strikes until rising above the surface. She brought her head down to look at this creature of red and blue, the symbol she wore torn and scorched and lifted her head back up soaring faster than she usually flew to the tower she heard the gut wrenching screams from.
Easily, with haste did she land upon a balcony and see two figures on their knees pounding their fists against the floor. These humans crumbling before her darker eyes. Their simple deplorable surrender to the binds of some relentless agony. They let themselves be swept up in this emotional tide. That was...until she walked toward the glass and without any resistance blew a powerful gust of icy breath over those walls and with that force it rained the particles down at her feet as she stepped through with both women gasping on their knees to attempt to climb to their feet. Their eyes traveled along her, studying her as she knew they would. Then their eyes landed on whom she carried and she lowered the pathetic broken doll to the floor away from the shards of glass. One fell over the yellow daughter of Rao's light as the other attempted once more to get to her feet. Once standing tall again she looked into these incredible grateful emeralds then to the side to meet rivers of chocolate and without the strength to speak she mouthed thank you.
"Who…" The raven haired beauty tried to gather any other clarity for her voice but mute she was by the storms that ran down her face.
"Я вернул эту желтую дочь света Рао." Both of these women looked at her confused but when the other forced herself to her feet to meet her dark blue's head on she saw the determination when this black armored suited woman spoke.
"Спасибо." This short haired beautiful soldier said and she nodded to blast out soaring into the night air as the fireworks set off. Their time of waged wars was not to be just yet. She could wait. It gave her time to train, to be stronger and faster and a power that not even this yellow daughter of the light of Rao could handle. This eve she gave mercy. Next time, there would be none…
*THOUGHTS? Continue or no? It was too good to pass up and what better way for Lena to find out. For a simple stride into a scene when Alex went to check on her about something for the DEO after finding out Olsen had dumped Lena and then learning about the explosion finding out too late it was broadcast and hearing Agent Liberty tell them all Supergirl needed to be destroyed to cleanse the city of it's monster. Comments or PM and I'll follow your leads.
-Enigmea