"Kara, you cannot control them!" Eliza hissed at her adopted daughter. "Yes, I can. It was a freak accident!" Kara groaned, recalling the accident on the walk home from a hangout at the beach. A boy at least twice her size called the brunette names and attempted to take her stuff. She had held tightly to her backpack, not realizing she was using her super strength. She pulled the bag away from the bully, pulling him around in a semi circle. Alex was talking to a friend, unaware of her foster sister's position. After a failed punch was thrown by the bully, Alex saw the fight. She took control, ending the fight and causing Kara's heat vision to activate. Alex calmed her sister down, but told Eliza about it when the pair got home.
"You activated your heat vision, sweetheart. This cannot happen again; someone may find you."
"I know, I am so sorry." The young brunette hung her head.
"Kara, school starts in three days. I called your cousin and his girlfriend. He suggested a Kryptonite fix; something we can help with."
"Okay, do I get to see him?" Eliza shook her head, a sympathetic expression on her face.
"He sends his love, Darling." Kara curled up, losing all interest in her surroundings. Eliza understood and left the girl alone on the couch. The fourteen year old- or thirty-eight year old; how ever one is to think about it- allowed tear after tear to roll down her cheek before succumbing to sleep.
Across town, Barry walked around the new house. He would start a new school the next day in this new city. Henry, Barry's imprisoned father, requested that Joe take him far from Central- at least for a while. That was how a tall and lanky fourteen year old boy wound up in the small town of Midville, far from home.
Tomorrow, he and Iris would begin ninth grade at a smaller high school- under a hundred students in the four grades. In the incoming class, only eighteen students were enrolled. It was the smaller of the two high schools in Midville, so it had a homeier environment. Excited and nervous, Barry fell asleep on the couch. Joe tucked a blanket around his foster son before going upstairs to do the same.