Author's Note: Hey everyone what's going on. First off, I'm sorry it took so long for me to post this chapter, between this and other fics and projects well...you know. Secondly, this chapter is a bit longer than previous ones, by design because I really wanted to introduce the common enemy.
Now this chapter and the one after takes place before ep. , the one where they find Jeramiah Danvers and find out that he is *spoiler* working for Cadmus. Also, after reading the reviews and PM's that ppl have sent me, I might start hinting at a Bruce/Kara or Batman/Supergirl kind of thing. Other than that, I would like to say that thank you for reading this story, and all reviews, good and bad are welcomed. Enjoy.
P.S: I know most of you really don't like James being a vigilante because he is quote "Bored with being just a side-kick or sitting on the sidelines" but hopefully when this story is done it will change your mind a bit...yes...no...okay then nevermind. ;)
8:30 a.m. Kara's Apartment
Mon-El had awoken in Kara's bed, but when he rolled over to greet her, he found himself curiously alone. This left him to wonder if he had done something wrong or something right. His wandering thoughts were soon quelled when he went into the living room, where he turned on the TV, which was tuned to the local news channel; there, his full and undivided attention was on the reporter, who had started listing off the heroic feats that Supergirl had accomplished that morning.
He could feel the smile forming on his face while at the same time putting on his t-shirt from last night. Suddenly, he looked up from the TV and saw Supergirl flying by the windows and into the apartment via the open bay window. A smiling Kara walked over to him, carrying a cardboard tray holding two coffee cups in one hand and a batch of roses in the other. Mon-El's smile only grew as he stared at Kara's smile; her smile was brighter than any star was his one, singular thought as she approached him.
She continued smiling as she handed him the batch of roses and one of the two cups of coffee, taking the other for herself. After taking a sip from their respective cups, the two share a brief kiss; afterwards Kara places her coffee on the kitchen table and wanders into the bedroom to change out of her current attire. Less than a second later, she emerges, sporting her usual clothing and watches as Mon-El places the flowers inside the lamp shade, which causes Kara to chuckle a bit.
The two embrace one another and shared yet another kiss, this time they took it in, enjoying the warmth of each other's lips. He slowly wrapped his hands around her waist, while she threw her arms around his neck. Just as they started getting into the moment, Kara's phone started ringing.
Mon-El: [His lips still pressing against hers, only periodically stopping to speak.] *sarcastic tone* "You don't have to get that."
Kara: [Continues enjoying the feel of his lips touching hers; forming a smile in between.] *giggles* "It can wait."
They continued kissing for few more moments, but the insistant ringing from Kara's phone started to sour the mood. After the the 6th ring, she reluctantly broke away, grabbing her phone from off the kitchen counter.
Kara: [Mumbles] *begrudging tone* "Sorry, its just..."
She glimpses the name that was popping up on her phone, which made her brow furrow a bit as she tapped the screen to answer.
Kara: [Places the phone against her ear.] *Suprised tone* "Hey Maggie," [Mon-El picked up his coffee cup and took a sip; meanwhile Kara's expression changed, a mixture of uncertainty and concern.] "Yeah...yeah we'll meet you there."
Mon-El: [He noticed Kara's expression and tone had changed, which made him somewhat concerned.] *curious tone* "Everything okay? What did Maggie want?" [Takes another sip from his coffee.]
Kara: [Stares at phone for a few seconds before replying to his question.] "I don't know...she says that she's found something at the shipyard that she needs to show us. But there was something...off. She sounded...I don't know, nervous or something. She asked to meet her at the D.E.O."
Mon-El: [Nods slowly.] "So...I should get dressed,"
Kara: [Nods.] "Yeah, yeah that'd probably be a good idea."
A few Minutes Later
D.E.O. Headquarters
Kara and Mon-El had no idea what to expect when they arrived at the D.E.O. especially Kara who seemed particularly unsettled by how cryptic Detective Maggie Sawyer was on the phone. So when the elevator doors opened, she was somewhat surprised that they were being greeted by Agent Vasquez, who had been waiting for them.
Kara:
Agent Vasquez: "Ms. Danvers," [Looks over at Mon-El standing beside Kara.] "Mon-El sir." [Looks back at Kara.] "Everyone is waiting in the conference room for you ma'am."
Kara: "Thanks Vasquez."
[The agent gave a simple nod before leaving to return to her original duties. Kara looks to her right, looking into the conference room; J'onn was walking back and forth, his hands resting on his hips. Winn was sitting next to James, chatting whil Alex and Maggie stood next to each other, whispering.]
Mon-El: [Looks over at the conference room.] *curious tone* "Any idea what's going on?"
Kara: [Shakes her head and lets out a nervous sigh.] "Nope. But I have a feeling that we're about to find out."
[Her gaze remains focused on the conference room as she and Mon-El made their way over. Like a gentleman, Mon-El opens the door for Kara, who gave a smile as she walked in. Everyone's eyes were now on her and Mon-El; Kara's eyes scanned the room, etching every expression into her mind, then her eye landed on Alex, her sister.
Alex always had a knack for being able to read Kara's mind without actually having the ability. So, when the DEO agent quickly looked at Kara, then Mon-El, then Kara once more, she knew that something had happened. With a questioning look on her sister's face, Kara subtly shook her head.]
I'm not going to tell everyone about...Mon-El and I, especially not here...not yet.
[Alex gave her a subtle nod followed quickly by a smile, one which all but shouted About damn time. Now Kara's eye drifted over to J'onn and for a moment she was worried that he would spill the beans, what with him actually being able to read minds and all. But then she remembered back at the bar, when he confessed that he knew about Alex and Maggie, but he didn't tell anyone because it wasn't his secret to tell.
After that she relaxed and re-focused on the task at hand, even though she had no idea what exactly that task was.]
Mon-El: "So, what's going on? Kara said that you sounded craptac on the phone earlier,"
Kara: [Interjects, correcting Mon-El's wording.] "Cryptic, not craptac Mon-El."
Mon-El: [Nods.] "Yes, that...word." [He nearly stuttered on that last part.]
Maggie: [Gives a subtle shrug before responding.] "Sorry about that, its just...old habits I guess. Anyways I promised to keep you updated if I had any new information pertaining to the incident down at the shipyard and well..."
She went into detail about what exactly it was that "she" had found down at the shipyard. She explained how some of the surveillance was disabled while others were put on a loop. After that she moved on, explaining how the container that was broken into had a hidden compartment.
Kara: "So wait, a hidden compartment...what was inside?"
Maggie: [She hesitates for a moment, considering how to answer.] "Not a what exactly..." [She turns, looking at Alex who mets her gaze before turning to J'onn.]
J'onn: [He looks at her for a few seconds before looking down at the tablet in front of him. His finger taps the screen, then looks up at Kara.] "Detective Sawyer copied photos from the scene." [He taps the screen, linking the tablet to the flat screen behind Maggie and Alex.] *digusted tone* "The images are...disturbing."
[His finger swipes across the tablet and less than a second later the images appeared on the flat screen. The first image showed the container itself; Kara, Mon-El, Winn and James all had the same look, one that was a mixture of shock and confusion.]
James: [Leaned forward in his chair.] *Amazed tone* "What in the..."
[J'onn continued, swiping the tablet screen once more bringing up a new image, this time of the interior of the container. It showed the false wall, slightly ajared.]
Winn: [His brow furrowed.] *Curious tone* "A hidden compartment, in a shipping container?" [Glances over at James briefly.] *humorless tone* "That's never a good sign."
[Kara glances over at the two, her mind filling with questions. She pushed them aside to ask the one question that was at the forefront.]
Kara: [Stares at the image, but her question was directed either J'onn, Maggie, or Alex.] "What was inside the compartment?"
[Kara could sense their hesitation, and it became more apparent when she looked away from the screen. Her eyes drifted from Maggie to Alex and finally to J'onn. He swiped the tablet once more and the next image appeared.]
Kara: [Her face twists, quickly changing from questioning to appalling.] *mumbles* "By Rao..."
Winn: *shocked tone* "Is that a-a-"
Mon-El: [His face tighten as he stared at the image on the flat screen.] *stern tone* "A cage." [Winn and Kara look over at him, with the latter scanning the look of disgust engrossing his face. Though he is reluctant to meet their gaze, especially Kara's; he explains why he feels so throughly disgusted.] "On Daxam the royal family used cages like this for the more dangerous game, and in some cases...the more unrulely slaves."
[Kara had heard how cruel the Daxamites could be, especially those within the royal family. She was just grateful that Mon-El was different, he was more kind, more like a Kryptonian than a Daxamite. Her hand gentle cupped his, their fingers interlocking; it helped Mon-El feel less guilty about telling them only half of the truth.]
[James' eyes glanced over; he could feel his stomach twist and knot, as if Clark had just walked up and punched him in the stomach. All he could do is look away and concentrate on what was in front of him. Kara turned back to the screen, trying her hardest to stay focused.]
Kara: [Her eyes drifted from the screen to Alex and Maggie:] "Any idea who or what was being held inside?"
Alex: [Glances down before meeting her gaze.] "Not sure yet, but we're working on some leads, hopefully we'll know something soon-"
Maggie: [Interjects, while reaching into her jacket pocket.] "Umm...about that." [Pulls out an evidence bag and places it on the table in front of them.]
J'onn: [Picks up the evidence bag, then looks over at Maggie with a questioning look.] "What's this?"
Maggie: "That was found at the crime scene...inside the cage. I managed to bag it before you and Alex arrived last night."
[J'onn stares at it for a minute before passing it off to Alex, who glanced over at Maggie before taking a look at it.]
Alex: [Her eyes squint a little as she stares at the small piece of evidence inside.] "From the shape and texture it looks like it could be...a scale of some kind; I don't recognize the pattern though."
J'onn: [Looks at Maggie with a questioning gaze.] "May I ask what compelled you to not reveal this to us earlier when we were at the shipyard...instead of here at the D.E.O.?"
Maggie: [Inhales deeply as everyone's attention and gaze was now focused on her.] "Honestly...I wanted to run a few tests myself before I brought it to you guys, plus...part of me was hoping that my hunch was wrong."
J'onn: [Leans forward, resting his arms on the glass table.] "And was it?"
Maggie: "Sadly, no." [She pauses for a second, trying to find the words that to express how dangerous the situation has become.] "I know what was in that cage...and you're not going to like it."
J'onn: "Well...don't leave us in suspense Detective."
Maggie: "His name is Waylon Jones..."
James: [His eyes widened and his body tensed up all at once.] *mixed tone- shock and concern* "Whoa, whoa wait a second...Waylon Jones!? Are you positive that its him?"
Maggie: [Reaches into her other pocket and pulls out a thumbdrive and slides it over to Alex.] "A mutual friend sent me this just a few hours ago. Its the digital footprint of where the container has been and it's point-of-origin." [Alex gave thumbdrive to J'onn who glanced at it briefly.]
"The container was custom made and shipped from a Gotham Steelworks facility; one which as it turns out is owned by none other than Cadmus."
[Everyone tensed up when they heard that name. In recent months Cadmus had become a thorn in both Supergirl's and the DEO's side. Their goal was obvious; to rid the world of aliens, whether they were a threat or not. Every time Kara heard the name Cadmus it made her skin crawl, though she tried her best not to show it.]
James: [Leans forward resting his arms on the table.] "This is bad...really, really bad."
Kara: *questioning tone* "Okay, wait a second...this "mutual friend"...how did he get his hands on all of this information?"
Maggie: [It took every ounce of will to keep herself from smirking.] "My friend can be, very...very persuasive."
J'onn: [Looks at the thumbdrive in Alex's hands; seconds later he looks over at Maggie.] "This mutual friend of your's...wouldn't happen to spend his nights running across rooftops and beating up thugs dressed in a cape now would he?"
Maggie: [Clears her throat before looking over at J'onn, trying her best to change the subject.] "The thumbdrive also has a detailed profile on Jones. He thought that it might come in handy."
Winn: [Looks over at his friend, then at Maggie.] "So wait a second...if that thumbdrive came from...then that means that...WHOA you...you've actually seen him, like face to face!? [His tone was filled with a blended mixture of shock, curiousity and excitement.]
[Maggie remained silent, squinting and puckering her lips ever so slightly before giving a half-shrug, which was all the confirmation that Winn needed. He could barely keep himself seated thanks in part to the fact that he knew somebody who stood face-to-face with the Batman. With the exception of Winn, everyone was either confused or filled with uncertainty.]
[J'onn's first experience with the Dark Knight was less than ideal, as he was once tasked with bringing in the Caped Crusader; thinking that he was some sort of alien terrorizing Gotham City. Despite that fiasco, the two remained in contact, usually with a give-take partnership. Still, he hadn't heard from Batman in years, not since the Culling Event transpired a few years back.]
[Part of J'onn wanted to probe Maggie's mind, to see what else she was hiding, but the other part; it knew that doing so wasn't his call to make, even given the fact that this whole situation has caught him off guard. He leans back in his chair, turning it to face the screen where he stared at the image of the cage which is currently plastered on the flat screen.]
[Meanwhile Winn could barely stay seated. He had read about the exploits of Gotham's own vigilante and though he would never willingly admit it, he based James' suit off of some Bat-suit designs from fan-artists. He had kept up with all the blogs about the so-called Dark Knight of Gotham, but never in his wildest dreams did he ever expect to know someone who's actually met the legend himself.]
[He could feel the questions forcing their way to his lips, but before he could ask even a single question...]
J'onn: "We'll talk more about that later, but for now, we need to find this Killer Croc before he starts tearing up the rest of National City." [He looks back at Maggie, his mind full of questions in need of answers.] "Detective Sawyer, can you give us any insight into this Jones character that isn't in the profile?"
Maggie: [Gives a half shrug.] "Besides how vicious he can be when he's pushed into a corner, or if someone invades his territory, not a lot. You're better off looking over the profile."
[Kara scoffed shortly after, which seemed to catch everyone's attention, including the Director himself.]
J'onn: "Kara, is there something that you would like to add?"
[Kara had heard stories about the so-called Batman from her cousin, and none of it was very flattering. By all accounts, he was a psychotic brute who is just as bad, if not more so, than the villians that he locks up in Arkham. And now one of his rogues was roaming around National City which just made her feel even more unsettled.]
Kara: "Its just...what do we really know about this Batman guy anyway, I mean from what my cousin has told me, he seems to be no better the criminals that he beats up and leaves for the police to find."
[Both Maggie and James looked at her, each sporting a unique stern expression. James was to first to speak.]
James: "That's not really a fair assumption Kara, I mean his methods may be a little extreme, but the results speak for themselves. He's done a lot of good things and Gotham is all the better for it."
Maggie: "Its true...look...I was there when the Culling happened and if it wasn't for Batman; most of Gotham City would have been burned to the ground, or worse."
Kara: "I'm not refuting that its just...it just seems that chaos follows him wherever her goes and I don't want that type of darkness in my city, in my home."
[There was a brief moment where everything went silent, so much so that even Alex, and Winn could hear a pin drop from a mile away. Finally, J'onn spoke up, clearing up any lingering thoughts or arguments that might still be left.]
J'onn: "This is not a debate. Now if Batman has provided us actionable intel then we use it." [Looks over at Alex.] "Alex..."
Alex: [She perked up a bit as she turned to face him.] "Yessir..."
J'onn: "Gather strike teams 1 through 5. Get them geared up; they need to be ready to move out once we get a location on this Waylon Jones."
Alex: [Nods in agreement.] "Understood sir."
[J'onn's turned towards Winn, while pointing at the thumbdrive in Alex's hands.]
J'onn: "Agent Schott, you're going to pull any pertinant information pertaining to either Cadmus or Waylon Jones from that thumbdrive. After that, I want you, Alex and Maggie to come up a list of possible locations where he could be hiding out."
Winn: [Nods as Alex hands him the flash drive.] "I'm on it Director."
The next few hours were tense to say the least and yet despite the tension every went along with their tasks. Winn had downloaded the profile on Waylon Jones and provided it to the strike teams that Alex was preparing. The teams were prepped and equipped with the lastest in non-lethal gear. Despite seeing Jones' profile and how lethal he is, the Director made it clear that the priority is to capture and contain Jones; leaving lethal force as a last resort.
It was the one thing that everyone seemed to agree on was that taking him out wasn't an option. Alex had just finished prepping the strike teams and now joined Winn and Maggie in narrowing down potential locations. J'onn tasked Mon-El with asking around the bar and its patrons about any possible sightings. Once he left J'onn told James and Kara to go about their day and that he would notify them if Winn found anything.
James insisted on staying behind to help Winn, Alex and Maggie narrow down the search. This left Kara, who decided it was best to put some space between her and what she called "the Batman fan club". She went to CatCo, updating Snapper on the story.
CatCo WorldWide
3:25 p.m.
Kara adjusted her glasses while waiting for the elevator to reach her floor; all the while her mind seemed to be elsewhere, lost in her thoughts, so much so that she didn't even notice the elevator doors opening, revealing that she arrived on her floor. Fortunately she managed to snap back to reality, just in time to exit the elevator mere seconds before the doors closed. After taking a breath and a few seconds to re-focus, she made her way over to her desk; moving past reception and the dozen or so loitering CatCo employees who were still gossiping about the weeks events.
Once there she sat her purse down beside her desk and took a seat and retrieved her notepad from her purse. She started flipping through the pages, going over the facts and eyewitness statements from the shipyard workers and a few of the hospital staff. Eventually she came to the notes that she had written down shortly after leaving the DEO; her eyes scanned the next few pages until suddenly she paused. Her eyes lingered, fixed on a single word, a name that she had scribbled in the middle of the page.
Even just staring at the name it filled her with a sense of doubt and uncertainty. She felt her hand reach over for one of the pens that was laying on her desk; after, she clicked it and started circling the name itself. Once she was finished she stared at the name for a few more seconds before letting out a heavy sigh...
Kara
*mentally sighs* It's bad enough that I have to deal with Lillian Luthor and Cadmus; now I've got to deal with this Killer Croc guy too...ugh. Whoever this, Waylon Jones is gonna find out the hard way that this is not Gotham City. And whatever his connection is to Cadmus I'm going to find out what it is and why they brought him her to National City. Besides, I've got one vigilante to deal with; I don't need this Batman trudging around my city terrorizing people...
[She leans back it her chair and lets out a heavy sigh as she stretches her neck and once more she stared at the notepad, her eyes lingering on the name. After a few seconds she looks over at the computer and a thought crosses her mind. She leans forward and turns on her computer monitor and clicks on the search engine. When the window popped up, she clicked on the search bar and types in The Batman and hits enter afterwards.]
[Less than a second later and she's already scrolling through websites and news outlets. Most of the sites were nothing more than conspricy theorists, some stating that Batman was actually a Vampire or a Giant Bat. On top of that, most of the videos of him were to blurry or out of focus; much like those you would see of Bigfoot or the Loch Ness Monster.]
[Eventually she landed on a news outlet website, The Gotham Gazette, where she found numerous articles about the so-called Batman. Most of the articles were published by a single reporter, Vicki Vale. From the level of detail in her articles, Kara assumed that Ms. Vale herself has had more than a few run-ins with the so-called Dark Knight of Gotham.]
[Kara pulled up her email account and started typing; it was a long shot for sure, but with her curiousity yet unquenched, all Kara could hope for was for Ms. Vale to respond to her correspondence. Once the email was sent, Kara started closing out of every window and it's corresponding tabs, all except one.]
[It was image of the Batman, albeit a sketch of the supposed Batman, drawn by a Kyle Rayner. Her eyes focused on the image, only to eventually meet the character's scowling expression and white blank eyes.]
"Kara,"
[Despite all of her superhuman advantages, Kara was still proned to someone sneaking up on her, causing her to jump a bit. She quickly spun around in her chair...]
Kara: *relieved sigh* "Oh hey Eve,"
Eve: "Sorry, didn't mean to sneak up on you." [Flashes a sympathetic smile. Her eyes then move from Kara to the image plastered on Kara's computer screen.] "That looks like..."
Kara: [Looks back at the screen, turning it off.] *stammers* "Uh yeah its uh-its just a sketch of Gotham's so-called Batman."
Eve: [Walks closer, leaning on her desk while holding some file folders in one arm.] "Yeah, yeah...you know, I actually met him once."
Kara: [Looks back at her, sporting a surprised look.] *surprised tone* "Really?"
Eve: [Nods a few times before replying.] "Yeah, my mother lives in Gotham City, anyways I was down there one summer a few years back visting her, during this really nasty gang war between the Carmine Falcone,"
Kara: *Shocked tone* "The Crime Boss?"
Eve: [Nods.] "Yeah, it was between him and someone named Cobbletot or Crumblepot...I don't really remember but he kind of looked like a penguin when he walked. Anyways, I was crossing the street to my mother's apartment when these gunshots started ringing out and when I turned...I saw this car barrelling right for me..."
Kara: [Her surprised look quickly replaced by concern.] *curious/questioning tone* "Wow, wh-what happened? What did you do?"
Eve: "What do you think I did? I closed my eyes and shrieked like I was 5 years old, but then out of nowhere I feel someone grab me and lift me off the ground. The next thing I know, it was like I'm flying." [Her eyes widen briefly as she started making motions with her hands.] "When I opened my eyes, I saw him. The Batman."
Kara: [Appeared both relieved and shocked at Eve's account.] "Wow..."
Eve: "We flew up to a nearby rooftop, after that I saw him turn to the car, which had two guys peeking out firing these guns. He then leaps off the roof and flies or glides over onto the roof of car and pulls out the driver. The car then crashes into a guard rail. After he pulls the passenger out, he ties them up and hangs them upside down from a nearby lamppost, leaving their guns underneath them."
[Kara couldn't believe what she was hearing, and if it were anyone else she would have thought that they were spinning a tall tale, but not Eve. And what surprised her more was that Eve was not at all freaked out by the experience.]
Kara: *reassured tone* "Eve, wow...you must have been terrified?"
Eve: [Shrugs a little.] "At first, but when he picked me up and held me in those big-bulging biceps of his-" [Bits her bottom lip.]
Kara: [Holds her hands up, and interjects.] "I-I get it."
Eve: [Shrugs once more.] "Well anyways, what the news outlets and the Gotham Gazette say about him; about how he's just as brutal as the criminas and mob bosses is complete garbage. You ask me, the guys' a hero."
[She leans off the desk and starts to walk off when she stops and turns around.]
Eve: "Oh duh I almost forgot, Snappers' looking for you; he's in the Bullpen."
Kara: [Smiles briefly.] "Thanks Eve."
[Eve flashes her smile before walking out of sight; a few seconds later Kara grabbed her notepad and pen, then stood up and strides over to the Bullpen. She stopped just shy of the door and glances in through the glass walls to see Snapper sitting down at his desk, shuffling through papers filled with the day's stories. Her eyes quickly drifted to the notepad that she was fidgeting with in her hands; after staring at it for a few seconds she looks back up at Snapper.]
Crap, he's scowling. That's not good, he only scowls like that when doesn't get his coffee and danish...
[Kara takes in a slow, deep breath and holds it for a second before releasing it, afterwards she reaches for the handle and pushes it open, just enough to peek her head inside.]
Kara: *curious tone* "You wanted to see me chief?"
Snapper: [His eyes peek over the rim of his reading glasses, while holding a piece of paper in each hand. His expression a combination of annoyance and irritation.] "You're late Danvers...again."
Kara: [Shyly adjusts her glasses.] *apologetic tone* "Sorry Chief..."
Snapper: [He lays down both pieces of paper and takes off his glasses and stares at her for a moment.] *sighs heavily* "Millenials," [He lays his glasses on the desk before picking up the papers from before and combines them. After, he looks over at another reporter who was the room, working.] *shouts* "Johnson!"
[The mildly shaken reporter turns around and rushes over to Carr's desk and stood there without saying a word. Snapper hands the two sheets off to the reporter.]
Snapper: *irritated tone* "This...is crap. Rewrite it and this time use spell check for crying out loud; your grammer and spelling is almost worse than Danvers here..."
[Kara fought the urge to retort Snapper's remark; the reporter on the other hand couldn't help but chuckle a bit at Snapper's less-than-subtle insult towards her. Carr glared at him, looking slightly more annoyed than before.]
Snapper: *displeased tone* "Did I say something funny Johnson?"
[When the reporter saw the look in Snapper's eyes, he quickly stiffened up and shook his head nervously.]
Snapper: "That's what I thought, now...get that rewritten and on my desk by the end of the day or start looking for a new job, got it."
[The reporter glanced over at Kara for a quick second before looking back at Snapper Carr and nodding awkwardly.]
Snapper: *irrate/sarcastic tone* "Why are you still standing here?"
[With that, the reporter quickly rushed out of the room, leaving just Kara and Snapper alone. Kara was a bit stunned by the subtle way that Snapper defended her, despite the fact that he had just insulted her just a few seconds eariler. That thought quickly subsided as Snapper leaned back in his chair, his attention now focused on her.]
Snapper: *grumpy tone* "Danvers..." [Waves his arms over his desk.] "What is missing here?"
Kara: [The question had taken her by surprise, but still she tried her best to answer his curious question.] *mumbles* "Uhh, what is..." [She stared his desk for a few minutes, before an answer suddenly hit her.] *excited tone* "You're coffee and danish!"
Snapper: *exasperated tone* "No,"
Kara: [Mimics his answer.] "No."
Snapper: *growing irrate tone* "What is missing... is your story about the shipyard; the one that I assigned to you on Monday, the one that you have yet to turn in. So, why is it not on my desk or in my hands this very second?"
[Kara hesitated, not knowing what she could actually share with Snapper since it was an ongoing DEO investigation. The agency itself is only known to a few individuals outside of the government and as far as anyone else was concerned; the agency was nonexistant, which made it even more difficult for Kara.]
[Still, she had a job to do, which she was determined to do without compromisiing an DEO investigation.]
Kara: *flustered* "Yes well umm, about that..."
Snapper: *sarcastic tone* "Spit out Danvers, daylight's fading."
Kara: *clears her throat* "Well chief...I haven't turned it in yet because there's been a development in the story and I need a little bit more time to investigate further."
So there you stupid jerk-face...guy. Geez I really am terrible at insults.
Snapper: [Leans forward, resting his arms on his desk.] *annoyed tone* "What kind of development?"
Kara: "I have a friend in the NCPD, a detective who's investigating the case and they might have found a connection between what happened at the shipyard and...Cadmus." *sighs heavily*
Snapper: [His left brow arcs upward, and for a few fleeting seconds he remained silent as he sat up in his chair as his interest was now piqued.] "My silence is your queue to continue..."
The next 8 minutes came and went in a flash. Kara told Snapper what she could without compromising either the DEO or herself as Supergirl. She told him about the evidence that her detective friend had found at the scene and showed him photos that she had Winn copy and send to her phone of the scene itself.
When it came to the photo of the hidden compartment Snapper's first inclination was that the container itself was being used to ship drugs, weapons or tech. But those were quickly laid to rest as Kara explained that the container was used to haul living cargo; though his reaction didn't show, the news both surprised and disgusted Snapper Carr. Despite this, he asked her how exactly Cadmus was involved for which she said that a friend of her detective friend managed to track the container's point of origin to a shell company owned by Cadmus.
Despite all the overwhelming evidence, Snapper was still reluctant to run the story, especially since it was likely that the detective in question would refuse to go on the record and that all the so-called evidence was circumstantial. Still, his interest was peaked and so he gave her more time to continue her investigation.
Kara gave her thanks before exiting the Bullpen; afterwards she grabbed her purse and walked over to the elevators. She was heading back to the DEO to see what they had found, but first she had to make a pit stop at her apartment to change into something more suitable.
After stopping by her apartment to change into her Supergirl attire, she checked in on the news and quickly turned on her TV. That's when she noticed that there was a wildfire burning out of control in National City's Municiple Park; 100 acres of trees and wildlife threaten by an all consuming blaze, so naturally she had to act. It took a bit longer than she originally thought, but after a few hours she managed to snuff out the blaze. She wanted to go back home, take a shower and relax a bit, instead; she flew over to the DEO and entered through the balcony.
Walking in, she noticed that everyone was hustling around, more so than usual. Everyone was so busy with their own task that no one seemed to even notice her walk in. Not wanting to disturb anyone and to keep out of everyone's way, she decided to walk up to the catwalk. There, she perched, grasping the railing and watching the activity below. To her left, the strike teams were prepped and ready to move at a moments notice; equipped with the latest in non-lethal technology and weaponry, as their orders were to capture and detain on site.
Seconds later, her gaze drifted to the center of the room, where Winn was sitting at his terminal, constantly staring back and forth from his computer, to the over-sized monitor that was fixed to the wall in front of him. Kara glanced up at the monitor, which had a live satellite feed of National City. Also on the screen was a tracking node constantly shifting to various locations across the screen. Kara figured Winn was still trying to track down Waylon Jones, aka Killer Croc's whereabouts. After a bit she returned her gaze to Winn, just in time to see both Alex and Maggie walk into the fray.
Maggie had two cups of what Kara assumed was coffee in her hands, one of which she handed off to Winn, who graciously accepted. The three conversed amoung themselves and though she could have used her super hearing to listen in on their conversation she chose not to. Instead she stood there, leaning against the railing, trying to sort through a few things in her head while also enjoying the brief moment of peace to herself. Meanwhile...
6:35 p.m. DEO HQ
J'onn J'onzz
[The Director of the DEO walks back and forth in his office staring at the tablet in his hands. He waits and listens as James Olsen, aka the Guardian, and Mon-El search an abandoned fish packing plant; one of 6 places that Winn's search algorithm deduced as a possible hiding spot for Waylon Jones, aka Killer Croc.
Originally 12 possible locations popped up, of which he sent 4 of his 5 tactical teams to the various locations across the city. Seeing his resources stretched thin, James said that he would help with the search.]
J'onn: "It is too dangerous Mr. Olsen, especially since you-"
James: *retorts* "Don't have any powers? That's what you going to say right?"
J'onn: "It's not about having powers; you lack both training and discipline for an encounter such as this."
James: "Hey, I helped Kara and Mon-El beat Parasite, remember?"
J'onn: *retorts* "Yes because they were there to back you up, but you as well as anyone know what this Jone's character is capable of...and you want to search for him, by yourself? I think not. I will not have you risking your life in pursuit of Waylon Jones; so I'm telling you...nicely...to stand down."
James: *scoffs* [He takes a second to collect his thoughts and regain his composure. Part of him knew that J'onn was just looking out for him, but at the same time he believed that doing this, that being the Guardian was what he was meant to do.]*stern tone*"No."
J'onn: [A look incompasses his face, one that is a mixture of subtle shock and annoyance.] "Excuse me?"
James: *defensive tone* "This is my city too J'onn...now I may not have powers like you and Kara but I can help, I can protect this city...and I'm going to, whether you or Kara like it or not."
[Suddenly Mon-El and Winn enter the fray, intervening in the heated dicussion between the two.]
Winn: [Gets between the J'onn and James, gently nudging them apart.] "Whoa, whoa easy fella's easy; we're all-" [J'onn looks down at Winn's hand which she had placed on his shoulder. Winn looks over and quickly removes it, mostly out of fear.] "-we're on the same side here am I right?" [Looks awkwardly back and forth between J'onn and James who are having a stare down.] "Right guys?"
[Niether J'onn nor James appeared to be backing down from one another, as they continued to stare each other down. Then, the last person they expected gave an unexpected option.]
Mon-El: "Hey, guys, buddies...how about...a compromise, hmm? Me and James can go and check out a few of the places, that way he'll have backup...just in case."
[Everyone seemed just as surprised as the next to see Mon-El coming up with a clever plan, even J'onn had to admit that. J'onn also knew that time was of the essence and seeing as how his resources were already stretched thin, the decision was clear.]
J'onn: [Glances from Mon-El to James.] *authoritarian tone* "Eyes and Ears only. If you find any evidence that Jones is at any of these locations, you radio it in and get out. Got it."
[After a few hours, J'onn started to realize that he may have been a bit out of line earlier. Truth was, he respected what Olsen was doing, and respected the fact that despite having no powers and very little training, that he was actually making a difference. For a moment, his mind wandered, seeing the differences and similarities between James' Guardian and Batman himself. Suddenly...]
*distorted voice* "All clear, no sign of Jones."
J'onn: *sighs* "Understood Guardian. Sending you and Mon-El the next location." [Taps the screen of his tablet, sending off the last few locations he had left to give.] "There's only one more left after that."
*distorted voice* "Got it."
J'onn: "Remember Guardian...eyes and ears only. If you find Jones you call it in, you do not, under any circumstances engage. Are we clear?"
Guardian: "Crystal..."
*another male voice* "Hey, uhh I have a question..."
J'onn: [Places his hand up to his ear piece.] "What is it Mon-EL?"
Mon-El: "Well, its just...Kara has a code name and Ja-I mean Guardian here has a code name...when do I get mine?"
J'onn: [Shakes his head.] *sighs* "Just notify me when you reach the next location."
[With that, the conversation was over, he took out his earpiece and sat it down on the desk with the tablet; afterwards, he rubbed his face as he took a seat on the edge of the desk. In times of silence, like now, his mind would often wander; mostly about his past life on Mars, but in the more recent months, he thought mostly about M'Gahnn. He would wonder how she was doing, if she was alright, or sick or hurt, but mostly he would just wonder.
Eventually he was able to snap away from his thoughts, there was still a mission left to complete. He looked over at the tablet sitting next to him, then he picked it up and tapped the screen a few times until the desired screen appeared. On it was the profile on Waylon Jones, his finger slowly slid along the edge of the screen, scrolling through the words and becoming impressed by the massive, detailed information provided...]
I knew you were thorough Bruce but this...this is impressive. The amount of time and effort put into this...its no surprise that your social life is... non-existent. Now I know why Clark calls you the World's Greatest Detective. You'd have made one hell of a DEO agent; if you played well with others that is.
[This was his 3rd time reading this profile; every crime, every heinous act etched and seered into his mind. He could only imagine what Waylon Jones would be capable of if he was truly working with Cadmus; a thought that made him cringe, so much so that he stopped reading and sat the tablet down on the desk once more.
He closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind, but in doing so he sensed a familiar prescence nearby. His eyes snap opened and he looked over to his right, only to see Kara standing on the catwalk, leaning against the railing, watching the activity below.
Most of his focus was on the mission at hand, yet he still noticed the look currently plastered on the Girl of Steel's face. It was a look he saw all too often, mostly when he looked in the mirror of a morning. Though he couldn't read a Kryptonian's mind, he knew that she was in conflict with her own thoughts and since there was no new leads he decided to do something to help. He walked to the doorway, stopping briefly before slowly making his way over.]
*soft tone* "Supergirl,"
[The Girl of Steel looked to her right to see J'onn slowly walking towards her with a mused look plastered on his face. Once he was by her side he too gripped the railing and glanced down at Winn, Maggie and Alex below briefly before returning his gaze to Kara.]
Kara: [Flashes a tired smile.] Hey J'onn..." [Her gaze returns to the monitor planted on the wall.] "Sorry I'm late, I got held up."
J'onn: [A small smirk crosses his lips as she looked away.] *sarcastic tone* "So I heard. Nice job by the way; the way you put out that wildfire was...impressive."
[Despite J'onn trying to remain professional, his compliment still caused Kara to smile, stretching from cheek to cheek.]
Kara: [Gives a little shrug as she continued to smile.] *playfully scoffs* "Oh that; *pfft* it wasn't anything that Supergirl couldn't handle." *giggles slightly* [Looks over at J'onn.]
J'onn: [Looks over, a small smile crossing his face.] *jokingly* "Glad to see that your modesty hasn't waned."
[Part of her knew that she was being overly modest, but then again the feat that she performed was quite a sight. Snuffing out a wildfire by using her freeze breath to freeze a portion of a nearby lake. Then lifting said portion and melting it over the wildfire, quelling it and saving the rest of the National Forest Park.
Of course, she would never tell anyone, much less J'onn, but she actually copied the idea from her cousin Clark, or Superman as most people know him. He was in a similar situation a few years back, and so she used his idea.]
J'onn: "Still, don't get cocky; the day isn't over yet. Remember, we still got a fugitive to catch."
[Kara expression quickly changed from confident to uncertainty as she looked away and down at the monitor below.]
Kara: "Speaking of..." [Watches Winn's tracking software for a few seconds before glancing over at J'onn.] "How's the search going?"
[J'onn grips the railing tighter as he turns his gaze from Kara to the monitor below.]
J'onn: "We've been at it since this morning and so far, there's nothing to indicate where this Waylon Jones is or if he's still in the city."
Kara: [Gives a subtle shrug.] "Maybe he isn't...maybe he hightailed it back to Gotham or...wherever."
J'onn: [Lets out a heavy sigh, then shakes his head slightly.] "No...no he's here; just hiding. Batman wouldn't have given Ms. Sawyer that thumbdrive if he thought otherwise."
Kara: [Her face twists a little; looking slightly amused.] *joking tone* "Sounds like you've met him before..."
[She waited for J'onn to say something, anything; instead he remained silent, merely giving a musing look, which spoke volumes. After a few seconds, it suddenly hit her and the shock encompassed her face.]
Kara: [Her eyes widened, her mouth gaped open slightly.] *shocked tone* "Wait...What!?" [Though this newest revelation was quite a surprise, she still tried to keep their conversation between themselves.] *whispers* "When did you-how-why didn't you tell me!?"
J'onn: [Stands up straight, rasing his hands front of him briefly before resting resting one on his hips.] "First off, it was years ago, long before Alex even joined the DEO, secondly it was need to know and third... Your attitude towards vigilantes as a whole is well known to everyone here; or need I remind you about your reaction when you found out that Olsen was the Guardian?"
Kara: [Turns fully towards J'onn, crossing her arms in front of her chest.] *defensive tone* "That is...that was different, James he-'
J'onn: [Interrupts.] "Kept it a secret from you for months, yes I know. But would your reaction have been any different if he came out and told you from the beginning?"
[Kara's mouth opened, yet she remained silent as she realized that J'onn was right, even though she has tried to tell herself otherwise. It still made her uncomfortable to think about James out there fighting meta-humans, aliens or worse. And even though the both of them agreed to stop trying to protect one another and accepted their new roles, she still worried.]
J'onn: "That's what I thought. And don't even get me started on what happened this morning..."
Kara: [Her faced scrunched up a bit.] "This morning?"
J'onn: "When Maggie told us where the intel came from. You were less than thrilled to hear that it came from Batman."
[Once more, he was right, which only seemed to annoy her even more.]
Kara: "Okay fine, you're right, but its just..." [She quickly tried to regain her composure, using facts and heresay to strengthen her argument.] "I've looked into him and from the news articles and heresay, he doesn't sound like a very nice guy, much less a hero and...on top of that, I hear that he doesn't play well with others."
J'onn: "According to who, your cousin?" [Looks away for a brief second.] "Yeah, those two never did see eye to eye on certain matters. But at the end of the day," [Looks back at Kara.] "Clark trusts him, more than anyone else, and that should count for something."
Kara: "Do you trust him J'onn?"
[He took a moment to think about his answer; it was difficult question, one with no easy answer, still...]
J'onn: "At the end of the day, he does the best he can with what is thrown at him. Plus, he saved my life once; so I owe him the benefit of the doubt."
[Kara's eyes widened once more when she heard J'onn confession about Batman. He never talked much about his past, at least the part where he posed as Hank Henshaw, so this information came as quite a shock.]
Kara: *shocked tone* "He saved your life? When-"
J'onn: [Takes in a deep breath before responding.] "As I said, it was before I recruited Alex to the DEO. Actually, it was my first mission after impersonating Director Henshaw. We had gotten word that a Fort Rozz escapee had put down roots in Gotham CIty. It was a Sangarian by the name of Fu'tozz; he trafficked in everything from alien tech and weaponry to human cargo. After weeks of searching covertly we tracked him down to an abandoned warehouse at the Gotham Dockyard.
I remember feeling a...prescence as we approached the warehouse, but...I couldn't quite make it out. I chalked it up to nerves, seeing as how this was my first time in the field. But, when we stormed the building, we found ourselves quite the surprise."
Kara: [Despite her best efforts, she couldn't hide the curiousity in her eyes as she listened intently.] *curious tone* "What did you find?"
J'onn: "23 thugs, unconcious and bound. Weapons, tech, everything was still there, including the containers which were left unlocked, but no Fu'tozz. What we found inside the containers..."
Kara: "What was inside, J'onn?"
J'onn: [He turned and gripped the railing once more as he tried to keep certain emotions from bubbling up to the surface.] "Kids, children, 12 of them...the oldest couldn't have been more than 8 years old. It turns out that the kids were taken from their homes and parents to be sold as child labor."
Kara: [Horror and disgust filled her face as her eyes started to swell.] *shocked/digusted tone* "By Rao..."
J'onn: "Once we gathered up the tech and the men who were bound, I asked a few of the children what happened, but none of them would speak, instead they looked up and pointed...And when I looked up...thats when I first saw him."
Kara: "Batman."
J'onn: [Subtly nods.] "Like everyone else I thought he was a myth, or worse case an alien hybrid creature...one that we've never seen before; either way I gave chase. I followed him to a nearby rooftop, and that's when Fu'Tozz got the drop on me." [Turns and looks at Kara; an unquestioning look in his eyes.] "I saw Batman, take on an Sangarian, one on one, hand-to-hand and win. Sangarians are as you know, super-strong, and nearly impossible to take down and yet, he did. Not many people could say that. If it wasn't for Batman, not only would I not be here, but those kids...I can't even imagine."
[J'onn couldn't seem to bring himself to finish that sentence, instead he seemed to trail off as he looked back down at the monitor below.]
Kara: [Her emotions were running rampent; she thought she knew exactly the kind of man Batman was, but now...it was all turned upside down.] "Thats...wow."
J'onn: [Turns to her, his gaze and voice more calm.] "His methods might be considered extreme, but the results are unquestionable. So...to answer your previous question...yes, I do trust him."
Abandoned Office Building
James Olsen/the Guardian and Mon-El
[A black panled van pulls up to the back of the boarded-up plant, parking near what used to be the docking bays; shutting off the engine, the driver steps out, closing the door behind him. James Olsen, who is currently dressed from head to toe in his Guardian gear, glances at the building and the surrounding area briefly before making his way to the back of the van itself. Seconds later, the paneled doors swing open and Mon-El steps out.]
Mon-El: [Closes the doors behind him before standing beside James and looking up at the packing plant in front of them.] *sarcastic tone* "Yay, another rundown warehouse..." [Glances over at James.] "What are the odds, hmm?"
[James barely heard a word that Mon-El said, choosing to instead focus on the task at hand. The last 4 locations that they checked out were a bust and with each one, Mon-El's enthusiam began to wane. Olsen on the other hand was constantly on alert, only relaxing when the locations were cleared. With only two locations left for them to check, James chose to remain vigilate, just in case something turned up.]
[He stood there, staring at the building while adjusting his gloves and fidgeting with his shield. Despite his best efforts to remain calm, something about this place seemed different, felt off and made him even more uneasy.]
Mon-El: [Despite James attempt to hide it, Mon-El could sense that something about this place was making James uneasy.] *clears throat* [This caused James to snapped from his thoughts back to reality.] "So, you think he's in there?"
James/Guardian: [This time he was listening and turned, peering through his visor at Mon-El.] *distorted voice* "Well, lets go find out." [Turned back to the building.]
[With James taking the lead, the two made their way over to the steel door with a chain wrapped around the handle. The industrial grade pad lock was meant to keep out any would-be thieves or vagrants and for the most part it did. That is until James and Mon-El came along; James turned to Mon-El and without saying a word the Daxamite grabbed and ripped it off the chain, tossing them both off to the side.
James gripped the handle and glanced over at Mon-El, who stood at the ready. After giving each other a quick nod, James pulls open the door. Before heading in, Mon-El reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small tactical flashlight. Once he turned it on, the two headed inside the darkened building, with James bringing up the rear.
A few minutes in, the two found themselves walking down a dark corridor with the single flashlight as the only source of light. James had taken a slight lead in front of Mon-El, and the two cautiously moved forward. At the end of the corridor they turn and find themselves in a small hallway. Mon-El shined his light down the hall, which revealed 2 closed doors on both sides.
The glance at each other briefly, before James jerks his head, a silent signal for Mon-El to check the right side of the hall as he took the left. They quietly made their way to the first set of doors, where they cautiously and quickly opened them. They peered inside, finding both rooms to be completly empty. With that, the two move forward, making their way to the next set of doors. ]
Mon-El: *whispering* "So Ja-I mean, Guardian..." [The two briefly stop, with James glaring at Mon-El, who had a "sorry my bad" look on his face.] *mumbles* "Sorry...about our last conversation..."
James/Guardian: [Mentally sighs, knowing from the last few hours what Mon-El wanted to talk about.] *un-enthusied whisper* *distorted voice* "Not this again."
Mon-El: [They continue making their way to the second set of doors, but Mon-El refused to deviate from talking about it.] *whispering* "I know, I know it just... look, all I'm saying is that it seems a little unfair that I have yet to get a suit or even a codename. I mean you have this, really awesome suit and Kara has hers and all I've got is-"
James/Guardian: *drily states* "Super-strength, super-speed and the ability to leap tall buildings in a single bound...that about cover it?"
Mon-El: [Stops in front of the door, looking a bit dumbfounded, thanks to James quick and witty response.] "Well...yeah, you know...when-when you put it like that..."
James/Guardian: [He stopped in front of his door before turning to Mon-El.] *distorted voice* "Look, I'll make you a deal. Let's finish checking out this place and when we get back; I'll put in a good word with J'onn and Winn about getting you a suit, or at the very least a code name, okay?"
Mon-El: [A smile quickly forms on his face and his eyes light up.] *grateful tone* "That's all I'm asking for. Thanks man."
[With that finished, they turned their attention back to the doors in front of them.]
Mon-El: [Let's out a dissappointing sigh as he scanned the room with the flashlight.] "Nothing in here, except for an old office desk." [He walked over to the desk; he swiped his fingers across the top, then stared at the dust that had collected on his fingertips.] "Doesn't look like anyone's been here for a while. I think this place is a bust."
James/Guardian: [Says from the other room, his voice slightly raised.] *distorted voice* "Maybe not."
[Mon-El turned around and headed across the hall to the other room, where James was kneeling down, staring at tiled floor. James could feel the light shining on his back, but he was still fixated on a single spot on the floor. He turned around and saw Mon-El standing in the doorway, slowly making his way into the room. Though his helmet made it impossible to see any facial expression, Mon-El could see the grim look in James' eyes as he peered through the visor.
When James stood up the flashlights' gaze moved and was now focused on a giant, dark crimson tinted splotch in the carpet where James was kneeling. Mon-El slowly kneeled down where James once were and cautiously pressed his first and middle finger into the spot. It felt luke warm, and wet to the touch, even worse was when he pulled back his hand and stared at his crimson soaked fingertips.]
Mon-El: *dread-filled tone* "Blood..." [Slowly rubs the blood between his fingers. Seconds later his gaze returns to the soaked area of the carpet.] "...Lots of it."
James/Guardian: [Looks away briefly, which is when he noticed something on the floor just a few inches away. He bends over and picks up what appeared to be ID's. Briefly, he looks at the photos and the names before turning letting Mon-El know.] *distorted voice* "Take a look at these." [Holds out the two ID's in front of both him and Mon-El, who shines the flashlight on them.] "According to these, they worked security down at the shipyard." [Looks up, taking another glance around the room.] "That can't be a coiencidence."
Mon-El: [He stares at the ID's for more than a minute, focusing more on the names that seemed familiar. Suddenly...] *shocked tone* "Wait a second...I know these two," [Glances up at James, who glances back.] "These were the two guards that Kara interviewed at the hospital."
James/Guardian: [Underneath the helmet, his expression was a mixture of confusion and uncertainty as was his tone.] "Are you sure?"
Mon-El: [Nodded as he glanced down at the badges once more.] "Yeah, yes I'm sure, but-"
[Before he could finish, something grabbed Mon-El's shoulder and flung him backwards with enough force that he smashed through the wall, into the hallway. James barely had time to react when he saw a shadow bust through the doorway and into the room. The shadow attacked, throwing a punch towards James, who managed to lift his shield in time. But, whatever it was that is attacking them, hit with enough strength that it sent James flying and smashing violently against the back wall.
It took every ounce he had to fight through the disorientation and throbbing pain, as James quickly got to his feet. But the shadow was relentless and once more lunged towards him. With less than a second to react, he dodged the intial attack and rolled past the attacker. Quickly, he turned and attacked the shadow with his shield, but the shadow caught the shield, stopping his attack.
With no shield to protect him, the shadow punched James in the chest, completly knocking the wind out of his lungs. This attack sent him flying into the hallway, slamming violently against the doorway. At the same time, Mon-El had got to his feet and checked on his friend...]
Mon-El: [Quickly kneels down beside James.] *concerning tone* "You okay!?"
James/Guardian: *shouts* "Look out!"
[Mon-El turned and saw that the shadow was upon them, leaving them no time to gather. Despite how strong this shadow was, Mon-El lunged at it, hitting it with one punch after another. The shadow fumbled backwards and Mon-El used that to his advantage. James slowly got to his feet, fighting through the pain and soon joined the fight. The two attacked relentlessly, never letting up and for a moment, it appeared that they had it well in hand.
James and Mon-El threw a single punch, but both were caught and held tightly. Seconds later, something slams into James chest, causing him to crumble to the ground. Mon-El quickly glanced over, then turned back and threw yet another punch with his free hand. Once more, the shadow caught it and used its immense strength causing Mon-El to yelp out in pain.]
*deep, animalistic growl* "YOU... AREN'T... CADMUS... STILLL..."
[Despite it being completly dark inside the hallway, Mon-El could feel the creature's gaze upon him. It felt like the gaze of a animal, of a Killer. It leaned in close, its grotesque, rotten breath against the Daxamite's face. ]
"YOU SHOULD'VE STAYED OUTTA THIS BOY..."
Authors Comment: I hoped you liked the story and I know its a bit slow but I'm working towards a big shocking finale. Also, Killer Croc in story visual-wise is Batman: Arkham Origins, and the one now, well...you'll just have to wait and find out. I wanted to make a custom cover for this story, like what I did with my AOS fic, but I haven't drawn in over 2 years so its taking me a bit longer to get back into it. But if any of you would like to share your art, send me a link and I'll post it.
If I do that I'll post your name or pen-name and the link to the image page directly. Thanks again for reading and I'll catch you all in the next chapter. L8r.
Side-note: The batmobile will be making a special appearance in the next chapter.
