Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived on a faraway planet…
Hers was a happy life until the day her world burned.
The entire world was cast in an eerie red glow, as if the entire planet were lite from within. From her vantage point at the highest window in her father's hall, she could tell that the end was near. Krypton's greatest city, the place that had birthed some of her home worlds finest artists and scientist's. Like her father and uncle was doomed. Everywhere from the Kalsi district to the west to the Kamaradi district to the east on into the horizon was, burning. The people were running screaming as the earth below them seemed open itself up to swallow them, whole with each passing earthquake. She held on to herself, and closed her eyes, trying to wish it all away. But she knew in her heart that it wouldn't go away.
Her father and uncle had been right….Her father and uncle Jor-El had been right.
Their world was dying.
The sudden grasp of her father's hand brought her back. This wasn't a dream or fantasy it was real, this was real.
"Papa?" Her father seemed to, regarded her for the briefest of moments, almost as if he were getting one last look at her. "Papa?" she said again. With that her father schooled his face into something more serious, something akin to fear or so she thought.
"Come, Kara." He said grasping tightly to her wrist, dragging her down the hall towards his lab. But before they could reach it the ground beneath them opened up swallowing her father. She tried to hold on to her father's hand, but she was too weak, he fell into the chasm below as she screamed.
Kara awoke feeling the overwhelming rush of adrenaline that usually came after she woke from this dream. No longer was she on her dying home of Kyrpton, but safe and warm in her bed on the Kent farm. `
Of course her father Zor-El hadn't died falling through a chasm like in the dream, and she didn't die either. But rather was saved. Just before the planet died, her father had placed her in a ship with the coordinates set, to follow her cousin Kal-El to earth, with the instruction that she was to raise and protect him on
Earth, just how exactly she was supposed to do that, at the tender age of fifteen she didn't know. However it hardly mattered anymore.
Her parents along with Kal's perished among the flames, of Krypton.
It was cold…Very cold. She could even feel it within the confines of her pod. Opening her eyes Kara, stared into the darkness. Rao just where was she, was she dead? In a dream? She reached over and pinched her leg, yelping at the pain. Nope she definitely wasn't dreaming which meant that she was alive. Which meant. No she could think of that now. She needed to get up and get moving. She needed to keep her promise, she needed to find Kal-El. Reaching up she undid the top latch of her pod. Pushing it up as she rose into a sitting position. The brightness of the light, was almost too much to bear she squinted against it. Before opening them again, allowing them to adjust.
She looked around at her surroundings taking it all in. The ship in which she traveled was nothing more than a, shell of its former self. Pieces of wire hung down from the ceiling, reaching down like so many tentacles. The metal from the ships frame jutted up from the ground like jagged rock. From where she was she could tell that the mainframe was all but a hollowed burnt out shell. The ship had to gone down a while ago since it seemed that everything had burnt itself out and time had passed by. Kara swung her legs over the pods frame. There was some sort of white powdered substance on the ground and when she placed her feet upon it, it felt cold.
"#**%&*"
Kara glanced around in a desperate attempt to find something to cover and shield herself against the cold. Finding nothing she thought of what she could use, not much was available to her except the lining to the cushioning within her pod. The material was very tough since it was constructed using several kryptionan alloys, which accounted for its, silver appearance. It was going to be difficult to pry the material from the sides of the pod but she needed to try.
Kara wrapped what was left from the material of her pod around herself as she made her way out of the cave.
She pulled the quilt tighter around herself, she squeezed her eyes shut suppressing a sob. She missed her father and mother dearly. Not that her cousin would understand, he thought that his mother was a good substitute. Kara didn't want to wake Martha, who would no doubt, come in to check on her if she heard anything. But she would rather be alone than have Martha worry, which would in turn worry her cousin. She didn't want that, it was easier for everyone this way. Her cousin Kal, she squeezed her eyes again, groaning. She needed to remember that Kal, would rather be called by his earth name of Clark Kent, rather than his proper Kryptonian name of Kal-El, son of Jor-El. As to why he wanted this she didn't understand, perhaps it was because, unlike her, Kal-El had been raised on earth, so he preferred his earth name to his Kryptonian name.
Her cousin Clark had enough to worry about being one of the earth's great hero's, and to add to that his girlfriend Lois Lane, and his job at the planet, he had as Martha would say enough on his plate to worry about. So the last thing he needed was to worry about was how she was coping with everything. By the grace of Rao she needed to be stronger, better than this. What use was she to her cousin and the world at whole as Supergirl if she was a crying, weeping mess?
None at all
She needed to gather herself together for her cousin's sake.
The buzz of her laptop, startled her, breaking the chain of negative thought. Wiping an errant tear from her face as she rolled over and sat up grabbing the laptop from the nightstand by the bed. She scrolled down to check her messages.
JOPlanetBoy1: Good Morning, What's up? J
JOPlanetBoy1:
JOPlanetBoy1: Earth to Kimiko.
JOPlanetBoy1: Come in Kimiko.
Kara couldn't help but smile at the last message. It was a running joke between them, ever since they met. She was Kimiko to his Sochi. Like the characters in the Japanese anime Kukitsu starring Yuki Kizawa, and Urryu Itte, in the title roles, and like Kimiko, Kara liked science and technology.
Back home on Kyrpton, she used assist her father in his lab with his experiments. Kryptonon, technology was far more advanced than anything that earth had ever imagined or could ever dream of. Metal from the stars, that would mold into the face of the person to whom you were speaking, then return to its liquid state as soon as you were done. Their ships could fly far into the stars into galaxies beyond. Though Kara had yet to experience it herself, her people had mastered time travel and could go anywhere beyond man's imaginings.
By comparison earth's technology was quite primitive, though it was not the shape shifting liquid metal communications from back home. Her laptop was nice, since it allowed for her to have her own private communications away from prying eyes. Plus Kyrpton didn't have the internet and she liked the internet. She began typing a response.
KryptonAlienGirl: Hey Sochi….
Jimmy Olsen stared at his laptop as the words appeared on screen smiling to himself. It was easier for him to talk to girls on the internet then it was for him in real life. Because in real life pretty girls did not go for nerdy guys like him. Whenever he did talk to a girl the usual result was either he got laughed at and brushed off or he got stuffed in a locker and or trash can. However KryptonAlienGirl was so easy to talk to that he forgot that he was talking to a girl, if she was a girl. They'd met on a message board dedicated to UFO's and bonded over their mutual love of extraterrestrials, technology, anime, and Dr. Who. Only to discover that they had a lot in common as well. Such as they were both orphans and living with someone other than immediate family. She with a distant aunt in Kansas and him in a group home somewhere near the Baker line district. Sometimes they would IM each other well into the night. Talking about anything.
"Your, not talking to that chica, who thinks she's an alien again are you?" Miguel yelled from across the room. Jimmy snorted
"No" Miguel got up from his position on his bed walking across the room to where Jimmy was sitting.
Leaning his hand on the back of the chair. Looking at the screen "Dude you totally are."
"Am not." Miguel turned to his best friend and roommate, with an exasperated sigh.
"It's the internet for Christ Sakes. How the hell do you do you know if she not some fucking middle aged psycho from Duluth Ohio?
Jimmy shrugged glancing back up at Miguel. "Dude, Duluth is in Minnesota, not Ohio. Learn your geography you fucking dumbass." Miguel snorted. "Said the gringo who nearly failed it in Jr. High." Jimmy took another swing at Miguel who dodged it. Miguel put his hands up in truce "Ok, Ok," Then cracking another smile "Hey, want to see if old man Feeney is passed out on the lawn again." Jimmy shrugged and turned off his laptop. "Sure."