Disclaimer: I own nothing relating to Supergirl or any of it's characters.

Ok, so I love to read fanfiction, but have only actually attempted to write a few, none of them have been finished currently…not for lack of want, but lack of time… So here goes me trying to dip my toes into the fanfiction writing world with writing some short ficlets instead of full blown stories. Hopefully it will get me in the swing of things. Comments and criticism are welcome. All mistakes are my own.

Also, this story is going to be Kalex…so if that offends you for some reason, please move on… I really don't get people's opposition, It's not like they are actually related, they didn't even know each other until they were teenagers… but everyone is entitled to their opinion.

These are all little ideas that I've had bouncing around my head for a while now, and some that I would love to maybe write full length fics for one day (when life is less hectic). Thanks for reading!

Chapter One.

Wolves

"KARA," Winn's hissed nervously, "What are you doing? We have J'onn! The exit is that way," He gave a jerky thumb movement to the right as Kara stood prone at the T in the hallway.

Kara turned her head, her nose still slightly upturned as she used her superior sense of smell to try to find whatever it was that had her pause at the junction in the hall. James followed closely behind Winn, his progress somewhat hindered by the unconscious man he had slung across his shoulders.

"Hey, what the hell is going on up there?" Came the irritated female voice from the rear of their group as Lucy Lane caught up and continued her vigil behind them, gun at the ready, glowing bullets illuminating her hand.

"I-," Kara continued to look from left to right, unsure of what had her pausing, "I- don't know…" She trailed off, glancing behind her at her hodgepodge rescue squad. Winn, tablet in hand, was anxiously flipping through cameras for the Cadmus instillation they had infiltrated to recover J'onn after he had been captured in a raid. The Alien was unconscious still, and Kara was just glad that it was close enough to the full moon that James wasn't at all hindered by caring around the dead weight. Although Kara could have easily cared him herself, since her alien DNA gave her incredible powers on this world, she was also their best fighter and had the keenest senses of the group.

The four were bunched together at the end of the hallway, so close to escaping the building that she could already smell the air outside, they just needed to get back to the window on the third floor that they had made their entrance through…being Werewolves DID have some perks, and even though her group were all half breeds or less, it still gave them an advantage over the humans that ran this instillation. They obviously hadn't realized who, or what, they had captured yet… and Kara was just happy she had tracked them so quickly… but now it was as if she was stuck, unable to move forward as every instinct in her body had her being pulled in the wrong direction.

"KARA", Winn hissed again, sounding somewhat frantic now, "We gotta go!" The small nervous man was sweating, Kara could pick up the scent easily of his fear. As a third generation halfbreed Wolf, he had the least of the blood flowing through his veins, and although he was a huge help with anything tech related, he was not really a fighter.

"I… can't. I have to-" Kara paused again, running her hands over the black zip up bodysuit that clung to her as almost a second skin. Since she was not actually a Werewolf, she didn't have to worry about transforming, but she was still affected by the lunar cycle. She shared many of the same attributes to the Earth werewolves for some reason. Between the adrenaline from the mission and the closing of the full moon, her blood was singing in her veins, all pointing her to the left instead of the right. "You guys go ahead. I have to do something," Nodding resolutely, she turned to look at the group, then cocked her head to the side, "I'll meet back u-"

"Oh hell no." Lucy cut in from the rear, "You have no idea what is down there, and we are about to run out of our window here. We are leaving. Now."

Winn and James tried nodding in agreement. James hefted J'onn a little higher onto his shoulders. "Kara," he said placatingly, "We have to go."

"I can't." Kara responded as she headed down the left hallway, staying close to the wall and watching for cameras. She used some of her superspeed to zip down the hall, unsure of what exactly she was looking for. The matra of 'what am I doing, what am I DOING?' on repeat as she came to an abrupt stop at a heavy looking metal door. The camera behind her was hopefully still on the loop that Winn had set of for the building, but she knew she was running out of time either way.

She was unsure what was behind the heavy door, her eyes for some reason unable to glean what was inside, probably lined with lead or heavy metal. She wondered, not for the first time, if this was a good idea at all…but unwilling to turn back now, she grabbed the heavy handle on the door, and began to pull until the metal gave way, leaving a gapping ragged hole in the metal.

Kara stopped confused as blinding white light flooded out of the hole she created…but also the heavy metallic scent of blood… lots and lots of blood.

Blood rushing through her veins almost painfully now, the blonde used her hands to pry away the metal like a can opener, until the locking mechanisms were torn from their places, and the door was pushed open. The light poured into the hallway, surrounding her and distracting her enough that she barely noticed that her ragtag group was now behind her.

"Kara," It had been James who had spoken, standing close to her, J'onn no longer on his shoulder and Lucy no where in sight. Kara assumed they had gotten her to take him to safety. ,"What are we doing her-" His voice cut off as the door swung open into the room and they could see into the light covered space.

The room was stark white, with huge Lights mounted to the ceiling and three of the walls, long tube-like bulbs pumped what Kara could feel, was something like the Sun… into the room. It was a strange sight. Winn let out a small yip from behind James's shoulder, and James and Kara were both almost sent reeling backwards by the smell of blood and death that poured from the open doorway.

Kara stood rooted to the stop in shock as she took in the fourth wall of the room where shackles were mounted to the wall, and two bodies hung lifelessly, blood covering the floor in-between them like a macabre painting of brown and red. The only other thing in the room was a sterile looking medical tray with glowing syringes littering the top.

"Holy shit" Winn whispered, breaking the spell on the Kara and James, as they took a cautious step into the room.

Kara was appalled, disgusted, and also confused. She had been drawn to this room… was still drawn to this room, but why? Two unfortunate victims of Cadmus offered her no answers as she took a few more steps inside.

Both of the people chained to the wall were obviously female. The one of the left had a short crop of auburn hair that obscured her face as it hung towards the floor, her arms above her head, legs twisted below her. She was dressed in bloody blue jeans and motorcycle boots; her grey tank top was mostly brown in old blood. The figure on the right had long dark hair, her face was tilted to the side, showing her wide open, vacant eyes. Her long sleeve grey shirt was bloody as were her black jeans and black heeled boots.

"Fangs," James growled from behind her, scenting the air.

Kara was surprised, she hadn't even noticed the scent when she had entered, so overpowered by the horrible display of cruelty, but now that she thought about it, she could smell it too. Vampires… that would explain the Lights and the glowing syringes… but not why they were here. The vampires and Cadmus were normally on the same side. Not too much was known about the Vampires, they hadn't even existed (that anyone knew of) until about 60 years ago, when suddenly they just suddenly appeared, most of them with a vendetta to kill Werewolves. The Werewolves had been mostly hiding, living among the humans undetected, for as long as anyone could remember, but the Vampires… All of the elder Vampires were Cadmus controlled along with all the preceding generations (a few were renegades… rabid.)

The blood in this room was old… these were Fangs… definitely 1st or 2nd generation… so why were they here?

The three friends visibly started when the auburn-haired corpse moved. There was a wet sounding cough, and a sudden jolt of her body, as if startled awake. The head lifted slightly and rolled to the side towards the other vampire in the room. "M-Maggie?" came the week, scratchy voice.

Kara was frozen as her heart leapt painfully in her chest, her breathing becoming painfully difficult. The woman was alive, and her voice had stirred something deep within her very being. She was flustered and conflicted, but watched as bleary eyes finely focused on the other woman, Maggie, and then recognition set in, the Fang's facial features becoming hard as she closed her eyes, jaw clenching.

"I'll never help you, and you killed your only bargaining chip… I'll kill you, you fucking bastards. You tell that stupid Bitch that I'm going to-" The Fang's words were cut off by a coughing fit that spurred Kara into action, rushing across the room, she knelt down next to the Vampire, ignoring James and Winn's protests, and started to pry away the heavy metal cuffs from the prisoners arms.

"What- Who are you? What are you doing?" The eyes that settled on Kara were somewhat bleary, and the face now that Kara was closer, was angular and pale. Chocolate eyes tried to focus on her somewhat successfully and she made a weak attempt to struggle away. Nose flaring somewhat, the prisoner starred at her, "What are you?"

"Shhh-" Kara attempted to sooth as she pried the last manacle off, and gingerly maneuvered the other woman to lift her from the bloody floor. "We're here to help… I'm Kara."

"Maggie?"

"I'm sorry." She replied as she continued to get her out of the room. Winn was jittery, watching the tablet and Kara with the mostly dead Vampire.

"We are already 3 minutes passed our window." Winn supplied as they rushed down the hall. "They will be checking on J'onn any-" He was cut off as a loud alarm began to blare.

Making a dash to their exit, the boys stood guard as Kara jumped through the open window and waited as they exited. There were guards she could hear rushing through the halls now, being summoned from their posts, but it was far too late for that as the band sprinted into the night, and dashed up and over the high fence, Kara still carrying a now unconscious vampire.