Chapter 21 Varvara Starikov
6 Months before the story began, Siberia border, Russian Base, General Pyotr Roslov.
The alarms went off so Pyotr Roslov gathered his man to halt the intruder. He told them to stand down as the figure drew closer. It was a young woman, wrapped into a blanket shielding herself from the cold, tough she didn't look that cold at second glance. While the snow circled around them she looked more confused and lost. When she stepped into the lamps of the search lights her blond hair lighted up as did her blue eyes.
"Sudarynya, Ma'am? Please step inside, there you will be shielded of the cold. We have vodka and warm food." He says putting aside his guns and reaching his arms towards her.
He had a feeling he had seen her before. Where he didn't remember but she was familiar. She stepped forward and took his hand. He had a quick look but he could see that underneath the blanket she is naked. With a wave he sends his man back to their positions. And takes the woman inside.
1 month later, Siberia border, Russian Base, General Pyotr Roslov.
It had been a month since the strange woman entered the base. The woman with no name that looked like the American superhero Supergirl. Since she had no name the man decided to call her Varvara Starikov. Varvara was the name of one of his man's sisters. Starikov was more of a joke towards the woman's resemblance of Supergirl.
The woman was kind and learned things quickly. She was stern when she needed to and kind at other times. She had taken up a job at the medical bey as one of its nurses. When one of the man noted that she was strong beyond belief, he believed for a moment Varvara was the real Supergirl. So he looked up the last sighting of Supergirl and was able to conclude the girl wasn't Supergirl. So he called in a favor.
"She looks indeed a lot like Supergirl."
"I know, Sudarynya, but it isn't her." He answers.
"You are right she is not, but I want to try something. Could you call her in?"
He opens the door of his office.
"Varvara, would you please step in for a moment?"
"I come General." Varvara puts down her glass of vodka and steps into the office.
"Hello Varvara, I am Lillian Luthor."
"Hello miss Luthor." Varvara greets back. Lillian smiles.
"I would like to do a little test. I don't know if it will hurt but it will help a lot if we do this small little test. Are you fine with that."
"What kind of test will that be?"
"A test that only a few people can react to. It will determine if you are as special as them or as ordinary as every single person in this base." Lillian holds up a small box. "Your test is to open this case."
"Seems simple enough." Varvara says before grabbing the box. Pyotr looks at the girl as she turns the box in her hand. She led her hands slide across before she finally opens it. He watches her as she throws away the box and falls to the ground grunting in pain. Lillian picks up the box and closes it.
"She is special indeed." Lillian looks at him. "Let's discuss business."
A few weeks Later, Siberia border, above the Russian Base, Varvara Starikov
She loves the wind in her hair. Flying without a plane. She loves being her people's pride.
"Varvara!" She hears the general call in the distance. She looks for him and then fly's down towards him.
"Hello General Roslov, you called me?"
"Where were you?"
"In the sky above the base, watching the birds fly by and the clouds pass their sorrows."
"How is the training?"
"I hate it in the beginning it was fun but now it is starting to get boring."
"We don't want to have that now do we?"
"Can I take off to the sky again?"
"Yes, you can Sil'naya devushka."
Month ago, Siberia border, Russian Base, General Pyotr Roslov.
"So you have captured the devushka.?"
"Yes Supergirl is in our possession. We had to released her friends tough. You think Varvara is ready."
"Sil'naya devushka was ready months ago."
"Good than lets get this all started."