Okay. This fic was a request from The Core Of Justice. I've never written anything quite like it, so please, bear with me.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, except Entropy, and even his character concept was originally thought up by The Core Of Justice. I hope my embellishments do him justice. ;)


Kara loved protecting her city. She loved flying over it in the waning light of the almost nonexistent sunset. She had laughed at Kal only a week earlier when he had poetically described soaring over his city, continually watching over it, and now here she was doing the same thing.

She was aware that with her hearing, she didn't need to fly over the city as she was doing, but there was something comforting about physically making certain that everything was okay. A part of her hoped that the people who spotted her from below felt the same. National City was beautiful, if not so large as Metropolis.

But then, she wasn't quite the same size as her cousin, either.

She smiled as she thought about it. Kal had recently told her that she was almost coming to the age where she could be a main contender in the Justice League. It made her happy to think about it. She was tired of just being the backup, and there was no way that she was going over to Jump City to join the Teen Titans.

She was twenty, after all. Technically, she wasn't even a teen anymore.

Added onto that the fact that Justice League sounded … way cooler? Well, in her mind, there was no competition. And if there were one, it was obvious who would win.

Kara felt a small chuckle trying to escape, and let it do so, pausing above the city to laugh at the ridiculousness of her own thoughts. All her life (well, ever since she'd become Supergirl) she'd been looking forward to the moment when she could cast off her childish exterior and really become known as a great hero.

Perhaps she could even change her name to Superwoman.

It was a lot longer though …

CRASH!

A loud clattering rang in her ears, cutting off her train of thought as her eyes zeroed in on the place. All the way across the city, in a dark alley, there seemed to be some sort of disturbance, "Please! Please leave me alone!" A desperate voice followed the noise.

Well. That was enough for her to act on.

Kara was there in under a minute, landing in the dark alley between the two men almost before she could even decide which was the perpetrator.

It wasn't hard to tell who was threatening who, though. Neither seemed to be injured, though there was a small greasy looking man on her right, and a very tall figure on her left side, shrouded in darkness with a long trench coat that caught the wind at his sides. His skin seemed to blend in with the black around him, and his curly white hair seemed to glow. His eyes were definitely glowing green.

They widened when she landed, however, and the figure took a step back in alarm, the darkness around him dissipating a little.

Okay. So that was new.

"Ah!" The small man ran for his life, pointing as he did so, "He's crazy! He'll kill ya if you're not careful, Superlady!"

"Supergirl … it's Supergirl …" She muttered, even as she spread her legs into a more powerful position, staring down the dark young man before her. For it was a young man–as she now noticed–who stood in the dark of the alley, seemingly surrounded by a cloud of black. "Who are you and what are you trying to do?"

"I- …" His hair had gone dark, and though eyes were no longer green, they were still wide with shock. "I- no!" He suddenly disappeared in swirl of darkness, making her think of her recent Harry Potter marathon with Jimmy. Oh, he would have loved this. She rolled her eyes as she heard the distinctive sucking sound of a portal coming from the roof.

He could teleport?

She was behind him almost immediately, and could see him running the length of the roof before he gave a mighty leap, gunning for the next building. Kara put herself in front of him, ready to catch him at a moments notice, only for the sucking sound to repeat itself, and he was on the ground again, turning the corner with gasping breaths.

"Why are you running away?" She called out to him as she followed him around the corner. He was fairly fast. "Who are you?"

"I can't! I can't I can't I can't-" He seemed to be muttering to himself as he teleported again, and she could hear that he was behind her now. Kara was becoming annoyed with the dark-skinned stranger and his teleporting, and so she finally moved in on him physically, grabbing his wrist in annoyance.

He yelped, cutting off his own mantra suddenly in his fear. Kara felt a wave of inexplicable panic wash over her, and frowned.

"What can't you do-" She felt for a moment as though she were being squeezed on all sides, and abruptly it seemed as though she couldn't breath. "Oooh …" She finished, crumpling to the ground as she heard him run away, the pattering of his feet just at the edge of her hearing.

What had happened? Had that been teleportation? Why was she suddenly so tired, and … just, "Oh … I hate magic …" Kara stumbled to her feet, leaning against a nearby wall for support. She stared at the dirty ground until it came into focus, and then wrinkled her nose. He'd just dropped her in the middle of a bunch of street-side trash?

Ugh, now Kara smelled like old cigarette butts and maybe worse stuff that she didn't even want to think about.

She knew that he couldn't have gotten too far, and floated hesitantly up, still feeling as though her balance wasn't quite there. Supergirl closed her eyes to better focus her hearing. There were a lot of honking horns and a few angry shouts, laughing children and-

There he was.

She flew towards him easily and quickly, feeling the momentary fog from earlier lifting as she caught up with the black figure streaking down the street. Seriously, they were in National City in the middle of the summer, what kind of nut would wear a trench coat in this weather?

Kara landed in front of him, putting out a hand before he could do anything. "Stop! I'm not trying to hurt you!"

He did stop, and she could see several bystanders pulling out their phones to take pictures and videos, while the cars on the street slowed to watch what would happen.

"I just want to know who you are!"

"I … I can't!" The young man seemed torn, looking to the bystanders, and then at her. Quite suddenly, he teleported again, and she felt strong, thin arms surround her before the sucking sensation was back, this time even worse than before.

Then she was on the floor of the original alleyway, her eyes open and staring straight up at the ever darkening sky. "Ohhh …" She murmured as her head gave a throb.

"Sorry." Came a soft voice, and she glanced over to see the young man sitting on the ground not too far from her, his back up against the grubby brick wall. His eyes and hair were now a deep brown color, and she absently wondered if she'd imagined the green and the white from earlier.

"I- …" Kara closed her eyes against the still shivering world around her, swallowing the dryness in her throat before trying to ask as nicely as possible. "Do you have a good reason for all that crap that you just put us through?"

"I … I can't …"

Kara's eyes snapped open to find the young man biting his lower lip. "You can't what? Just tell the truth?" She found that it was becoming more and more difficult to keep her annoyance out of her voice, shifting away from a dark splotch on the pavement, cursing her good eyesight.

How did Kal do it?

"You can't find a nicer place to drop me than on some nasty old stain that may or may not be blood?" She rolled onto her shoulder to glare at him, slowly pushing herself into a sitting position, trying to ignore whatever her hands would get on them as a result.

"I'm … I really am sorry … I was just … I mean …"

Kara felt her eye twitch, and pulled herself to sit against the wall across from him, resigning herself to the fact that this conversation would probably be more complicated than she had hoped for.

"I can't!" The young man started to get to his feet, and to both of their surprise, Kara snapped.

"If you try to teleport out of here, I will laser you into nonexistence!" She hadn't meant to sound so angry, and was therefore even more shocked when the young man before her collapsed back against the wall with a sigh.

"I'm sorry."

"Well, I'm pretty sorry right now too." She picked at something crusty on her skirt, feeling her lip curl. "I just want to know what's going on, and who the hell you are."

A small voice in her head that sounded suspiciously like her cousin sounded then, 'language, Kara.'

To Supergirl's surprise, the young man before her snorted in amusement. "Does Superman swear? I always figured he did it off-screen."

"I-" Kara stopped her answer before she really began, eyes widening at the figure across from her. "How could you know that?!"

"Oh! Sorry!" Dark eyes widened once again, a hint of green in their depths. "I didn't mean to! I just …"

"Who are you?" Kara stood now, tired of waiting for the answer.

"I … well … I'm Entropy." The young man rose as well.

All was silent as she processed the name, and his eyes seemed to be full of uncertainty as he watched her. Then she spoke.

"What the heck does Entropy mean?"


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-Al