„You will never understand."

She was trapped. Trapped in Nth-metal. The strongest metal in the universe they said. And she wished she could prove them wrong right now. She couldnt.

The once liquid Nth-metal had within an instance enclosed her lower body up to her abdomen – Fortunately leaving one of her hands free to act. That didnt change the fact that she was immobilized for good. She had tried everything for the last two days. Smashing the metal with her remaing free arm. Superstrength. Redeyelasering. Freezebreathing. And flying. The Nth-metal and the whole structure it was connected to would not budge an inch. She wasnt actually sure how much time she had been in this hole. It was constantly dark so she could not orientate on any day-and-night cycle.

Actually she was trapped in two ways. Even if she had escaped the Nth-metal enclosement arround her leg and hips she wasnt sure if that would have helped in any way. She was in some kind of hole or cave. Her supersight didnt help much in making out the place. The walls consisted of some element that blocked her X-ray vision. Maybe Lead. Maybe some more exotic element or mineral she didnt know of. And many things were speaking for the second one. After all she was in a different dimension. That was what dimens-bombs did after all. Open a portal to another dimension and trap the poor target in it – forever. And this time the poor target was non other than Supergirl.

The great irony of it all was that an ally of her was actually responsible for this… gruesome situation she was in right now. Well, he was supposed to be an ally. Manchester Black was supposed to be her on her side. In some twisted way he probably thought he still was. Fionas death had twisted him and a new fear grew in Kara. What if my death has the same effect on the people caring for me? What if they get twisted too? Filled with hatred and rage like Manchester. Supergirl couldnt bear the thought.

Manchester had found out Agent Liberties true identity. Instead of calling the authorities or her, he went in himself. Dedicated to end a life for revenge and dragging innocents into his vengeance tour of madness. He shot that innocent woman in front of her and the womans husband – Ben Lockwood. Also known as Agent Liberty. Supergirl had tried to stop Manchester - even though she was trapped in Nth-metal he had poured on her earlier. Red lasers went for his hand holding the laser spear, but it was too late. Manchesters blue laser shot had already penetrated the womans heart. Supergirl was fast, but not lightspeed fast. Her eye laser scorched his hand, but the evil deed was already done. Supergirl would never forget the pained expression of Agent Liberty… Ben Lockwood… seeing his wife die in front of him.

The next and last thing she remembered was Manchester throwing a grenade in her direction. She would have never guessed it to be a dimens-bomb though. And how did he got one of these dimens-bombs in the first place? Kara didnt know if Manchester had intentionally planned her to be trapped in this gruesome grave pocket dimension or had acted upon a reflex not thinking about the consequences. In the end it didnt really matter. Manchester was gone too far. He had already taken a life before and now right before her eyes an innocent one to boost. Also in her situations it didnt really matter. She was as good as dead. She would die a death she had feared the most. Alone and without meaning. She would die alone in this forsaken dimension trapped in the most heinous grave imaginable.

Tears fell and she sobbed herself into sleep.


A noise had woken her up a few hours later. She blinked still in delirium and it took her half a minute to catch up with everything that had happened and ultimately left her in this situation. Kara felt miserable, but yet she had to concentrate on her hearing. Indeed footsteps could be heard. Nearing on her. With her X-ray vision unable to penetrate the walls she was left to wonder who or what was nearing on her location. The sound was getting louder and more distinctive. The steps were careful and probing – that much she could tell. That left her with two conclusions. The person, if it was something that could be called that, was either new to this environment or it was something on a hunt taking extra care to not scare away any potential prey.

She faced herself for the second possibility. Readying her eyes to fire if necessary. Now she could make out a light cone coming from around the corner. The source was only a few seconds from reaching the corner. Anxiety was replaced by fear now. Kara gulped. Any moment now. Eyes focused and ready to act. Any moment now.

"Stop or I will kill you!", Supergirl shouted with as much confidence as she could. She realized there wasnt much left. Her first spoken words after two days were hoarse and weak.

"Huh...", could be heard as the person in front of her stumbled a step back in surprise.

"Who is this?", Kara asked unable to read the reaction in a frightful voice. The light cone was shining right at her, so she was unable to identify the silhouette.

"It´s me...", the person had said in a slow-paced voice and lowered the flash light so Kara could finally see the face.

"Agent Liberty...", she released the words slowly. Strangely she felt something akin to relief. She shouldnt feel relief right now. Her very arch-nemesis was standing in front of her. She should be fearful and to some extent she still was, but not as much as she felt seconds earlier.

"What´s left of him...", resignated the unmasked man in question made a few step to Supergirl unsure what to do or say.

As Supergirl didnt complain he closed the distance with slow steps. Kara could see that he was limping on one leg. A bruised face and resignating face completed the picture of the failed anti-alien hero. Even if he wasnt a hero for her, she was sure he saw himself as one, as did many others. She bit her lip as she heard him edge closer until he was standing just a few feet in front of her. She welcomed the light from the flash light, but not so much the man standing in front of her.

He was worse than the last time she had seen him; his eyes seemed to reflect pain and now also resignation, and Kara realized her own must reveal the undoubted fear she felt from him. He stood, simply staring at her for what must have felt like an eternity, half of her body trapped in this metal, watching him, one remaining hand raised halfway in case she needed to defend herself, but then he stepped aside, gazing at her with apparent confusion.

„You are still trapped in this Nth-metal...", he stated as a matter of fact unsure how to begin.

„That must make you a happy man then. The alien Supergirl trapped in the same alien metal that you protested against. You must trully enjoy this irony.", she spoke hatefully, but not without an ounce of resignation and hurt.

"I dont enjoy the misery of others... I never did.", the anti-alien leader spoke silently. Without her superhearing she was unsure if she had heard otherwise.

His voice reached something deep within her, and her eyes narrowed as she scoffed. "Do it. This is your chance." She hissed at him close to tears.

Agent Liberty made a puzzled face unsure of what she was meaning. But only an instance later he realized what she was implying.

"I dont kill...", he knew how that must have sounded right now. He had killed Fiona after all. A defenceless girl in captivity and he had killed her. And now he had paid the ultimate price by losing his wife to the man who had loved the girl he had killed.

"I never wanted the girl to die...", he said with his face looking at the ground.

"At least say her name you coward! Say her name!", Supergirl shouted at him.

It hurt. It hurt to be reminded about the greatest mistake in his life. It had cost him so much. His wife. His innocence. Fiona. Undoubetly it would hurt him even more to say the name of the girl he had killed in cold blood.

"Fiona... Her name was Fiona. I killed her... I shouldnt have.", Ben Lockwood said weakly. His battered body relaxing in the knowledge that he had given words to the horrors he did.

Tears were falling from her eyes now. Ben Lockwood could hear sobbing coming from the girl in front of him. He raised his face to the girl´s. Her hurtful and pained expression made him realize it for the first time. Supergirl may have been a superalien, but at the same time there was a girl behind the cape. A girl that was not as strong as he made her up to be. Weak and pained. Just like a... human.

"I won´t forgive you. Ever.", she swore at him. Slowly sweeping away the tears on her face. Ben realized that this was for the better. She shouldnt forgive him.

"I dont expect you to. My actions hurt others, even if I did what I thought was right. I still do think my cause is a just one and that the things I did were necessary. I sacrificed a lot of things. Along the way I also casted away my innocence. And in the end it cost me everything."

This was the cue for Supergirl to remember what had happened seconds before she was trapped in this pocket dimension. She was too late to save his wife. He had lost his wife right before his eyes. She let her anger float away slowly.

"I´m sorry.", she said slowly. Ben looked at her taken by surprise.

"F-for what...?"

"That I couldnt save her in time."