A/N: Been in my head for a while. Not sure yet if it will have romance but if it does it will be f/f if that's not your thing don't read. This will have elements of cannon but will definitely be au. I've hardly watched more than the first season and I don't read any kind of comics so if all the inaccuracies bother you I'm sorry. I completely understand the frustration people have when your reading about your favorite stories and all the facts are wrong. If it's going to bother you I won't be angry if you press the back button now. I wished often enough that someone had warned me about a few of the Mass Effect fanfiction I've read. If you're still going to read thank you and I'll try to update as soon as possible. I love likes and follows but I'm not going to lie, reviews make me update a lot faster. They are motivational and I'm grateful in advance for every one of them.
This was hers. Something that had been taken from her. Something she had given up willingly, knowing she couldn't safely keep it while doing what it was she thought was necessary.
But it had been something that, in the end, she fought for. Knowing you would loose it, and allowing it to be taken from you were two completely different things.
The first time she had been unable to do anything. Too young to understand how to fight back, too obedient to disobey her father and husband.
When her father died and her husband was the one obeying her it was too late. Too late for the truth she so desperately wanted to reveal. The truth that would do more damage than good. She understood. She forced herself to understand. Her own ignorance and cowardice had cost her this.
It wasn't like she didn't have options. She threw herself into her work. Became the best Aunt and sister she could, even if not the best wife.
When she found out their world was dying she did everything she could to stop it. To save everyone she loved. To save Kara.
And then her sister had betrayed her. Had used Kara. Her Kara, to do it. She may not have been doing what was right in the eyes of their laws. But at least she wasn't hiding away. Pretending nothing was wrong while she knew millions were going to suffer and burn if they let the ignorance continue.
Kara was going to die and Astra had no idea, couldn't fathom, why Alura seemed to ignore it. Lie about it. She was supposed to be her mother.
In the end she had fallen for the trap. She had wanted to send Kara away. To a neighboring planet. The plans were all set. Non had even helped. Alura had to have known. Astra knew she wouldn't have been sent to Fort Rozz if Alura hadn't known. The blot that left on the judge's reputation, that her sister, twin sister, was a traitor could not have been good for Alura. And yet she hadn't tried to suppress it as their father would have, didn't try to hide Astra from the public's eyes. Because Alura knew Astra would take Kara if she didn't send her away. Because she knew Astra was right, it was Astra's right to see to her niece's safety. And she wasn't going to stop, if left on Krypton Astra would find a way to have the young girl sent away.
On Rozz Astra would be powerless, she would have no way to contact anyone. Not even Kara. And in the end Astra had watched the destruction of their planet with the heavy heart of someone who had known all along. And she had nearly died with the knowledge that Kara was gone.
It wasn't until the prisoners had overthrown the guards, set a course to a planet and discovered on that planet they had abilities, that Astra felt like she could continue to live. Felt like she could fine her purpose again. And now twenty four years after their arrival she finds out that Kara is alive.
That Alura sent her and Kal-El to the same planet they had landed on and Kara had been late. Seventeen years late. Kal had arrived only two years before them, he was a toddler when Astra discovered his existence and she had desperately searched for Kara. Sure in the knowledge that if Alura's nephew had been sent safely from Krypton surely Kara would have been to. But she had never found her.
Until now. She stared at the figure on the TV. The young woman standing on the wing of the plane they had been trying to take down and her heart squeezed. She couldn't breathe. She was grown up. But it was her. Astra had no doubt. But for once since they had crashed on the planet's surface she was unsure what her next step should be.
Somehow all her grand schemes to save this planet as she couldn't Krypton didn't seem the right path. She was second guessing herself, her motives and her morals.
And while she said nothing aloud, her husband knew. He had always known Kara Zor-El was the chink in his wife's near unflappable resoluteness. She made her weak and he had tried so long ago to get her out of the picture and succeeded. This time was going to be no different. If not for the girl he would have been ruling over Krypton. If not for Astra's unbending decision to save the brat they would never have been arrested. This time there was no Alura to send them away. There was only one girl capable of swaying his General's mind, and Non was not about to let that happen. He was going to control the world even if he had to kill Kara Zor-El to do it.
The pathetic humans didn't deserve the beautiful planet they we're destroying. And no child was going to get in the way of his plans again. Not even that bar sinister child. He didn't give a damn who her mother was anymore.