I opened my eyes to look at my sister the moment she began to sing a kryptonian lullaby as she stroked my hair and kept her breath to calm me down.
"I used to sing to you .." I began to speak.
"Yes, you did when I was nervous and now I intend to do it with you," she explained before singing again as I closed my eyes again, focusing on her heartbeat, relaxing, falling soundly asleep with my head on her shoulder.
When the doorbell rang, she thought about it, she had to get up from the couch and that meant waking her sister, so she stayed in that position for a couple of seconds.
She stood up as best she could, watching the grimace on her sister's face, but she continued to sleep, approaching the door to open it, letting him pass before telling him to speak under.
"How is she?" He asked the moment she'd settled Kaelah over her shoulder again.
"I don't know, disoriented, I suppose," she sighed. "Have you come for something special?" She asked, feeling her sister move.
"Uh ... yes," he said, lowering his head as if he thought the answer. "I want to be a superhero, with the suit and maybe a cape ..." he said with a smile. "I think I'm ready," he said.
"You want the suit, right?" She laughed lightly.
"No ... well, yes, I want a suit," he laughed.
"You're going to have to listen to me," she warned at the same time that her sister was tight in her arms, she was going into crisis, she knew, there was no doubt about it, so she hugged her trying to keep her sleeping, but she did not, her eyes popping open.
"Hey, no, shh," she whispered, watching the tears begin to trickle down her cheeks.
"I need answers," she whispered, trying to get up, so she did not deny it, allowing her to stand up, being held back by Mon-el, whom she observed for a split second. "I want to go to DEO ..., talk to Astra" she asked, staring at her.
"All right," she sighed.
When we arrived at the DEO I sat in one of the rooms, really anxious to know the answers to my questions.
They were practically all there, however, if there was someone who would not take his eyes off me, it was Mon-el, but despite the urge I had to run to his side, I restrained myself, keeping my head resting on the shoulder of my sister.
"Hey, what's the matter?" Asked my aunt after watching the scene. "Kaelah, honey, what happened?" She asked, sitting on my other side waiting for an answer, but no matter how hard she tried, I could not speak.
"Am I an experiment?" I asked seriously before looking at her. "Did they change my DNA?" I continued to watch as her gesture changed, she knew what I was talking about, it was obvious.
"Do you want to talk alone or ..." She did not finish speaking, because I had already nodded to the first.
"Okay, if anything happens, let us know," J'onn said before they all left the room.
We both agreed while I looked at her questioning before all the questions that would have happened in my head that needed answers.
My aunt looked away as she sighed, turning to look at me again, as if she was seeking ways to begin to tell me.
"It was ..., hmm ..., it was a deal" she began to speak. "I can not tell you beyond what I know" she warned, so I nodded. "Your father and your uncle agreed that the first child of the House of El would have changed its DNA, "she explained, talking again after seeing my confusion." I don't know why they did it, but I can assure you that your father did not agree. He built a ship to let you go, that he could not reach you, but Jor-el found out and he couldn't save you" she said causing me to bend down my head holding back tears. "Your DNA was modified ... they did, I think you have three ..., the majority kryptonian, the other part daxamite and very little martian, although if we are sincere you have acquired telepathy despite that small percentage" she lifted my chin, but at the moment I was struggling with not letting me panic, for not starting to hyperventilate.
I allowed her to hold me, sobbing against her shoulder, trying to think clearly, why had they done it?
"Your mother didn't know anything," she said, stroking my hair. "She found out when all of your powers happened and ... she tried to flee Krypton with you, but after not knowing where to go, she decided to stay, begging them not to get you stuck in a laboratory because you were not an experiment, "she explained, separating me a little from her." That was it. Which is why your father decided to you to start working with them, to keep you away, "she remarked to my astonishment.
"Where was my father going to send me?" I asked, remembering this, confused.
"Daxam, your marriage to Mon-el was another way of making sure that you were leaving Krypton at some point," she replied as I averted my eyes in tears.
All this time I had believed that he was the bad guy, that he wanted to have me controlled all the time, that he exploited me that way because it was his job, but no, it turns out that the person I trusted the most, to whom I told everything that happened to me, who I believed that he was the only one who believed in me, who supported me ... it is he who did this to me.
I buried my face in my hands, sobbing hard, remembering all those times I had argued with my father for forcing me to work with them and ... and now I understood, he was protecting me.
"Why didn't he want me to be here?" I asked, wiping my tears.
"He had to look for excuses, he was afraid Jor-el would come to Earth as well," she replied, forcing me to rest my head on her shoulder. "That pod is the one in which he was going to send you when you were a baby, he modified it." I looked confused. "You thought your uncle had done it, didn't you?" I nodded at her question. "He did it because he knew you didn't trust him enough to believe him," she said at once.
She hugged me again, but there was nothing that could calm me down now, that could relax enough to end my sobs.
"Sweetie, you have to calm down, that fact does not change who you are," she tried to cheer me, but that was not all the problem in this.
"I wish I could tell him that I'm sorry, he was just protecting me ... how could I have been so wrong?" I shook my head. "If I could ... I would change so many things ..." I cried much louder.
"Do you want them to enter?" She asked me, I nodded, because it did not matter, my sister had been broadcasting everything we had been talking about, so everyone who was waiting outside knew.
It only took a couple of seconds between them to come in and my sister threw herself to hug me, but I refused to let go of my aunt, so I did not return the hug.
"We thought you might want to know what percentages you have each of the DNA," Alex said, which I nodded nervous about, not sure if it was what I wanted. "Well, give me the arm, sweetheart," she asked, so I gave it to her without thinking about it any longer, allowing her to draw blood." I'll be back in a few minutes, "she said before leaving with J'onn.
No one uttered a word until the two of them returned, mostly because, although they tried to talk to me, I did not respond to anything, I did not want to do it.
"85% kryptonian, 10% daxamite and 5% martian" she communicated to what I agreed allowing it to be forgotten quickly, since I did not participate in the rest of the conversation that they maintained.
"I want to go home," I whispered to my sister.
"Okay, wait a minute," she replied, looking at my aunt and then J'onn "Can I talk to you?" She asked them, getting up and leaving the three of them.
"Mon-el, I suppose you stay with her, don't you?" Alex looked at him, who nodded. "Take care, Kaelah," she kissed my forehead before leaving and leaving us alone.
"Do you want to talk?" He asked, but I shook my head. "What do you want to do?" He asked sitting down beside me.
"Sleep," I said in a whisper.
Without giving him time to react I sat on his lap and rested my head on his chest, focusing on the beating of his heart as I closed my eyes, feeling as he surrounded me with his arms.
"If your sister asks ..." he started, but I interrupted.
"I don't care about my sister, I want to sleep," I said without even opening my eyes to look at him.
"Do you want me to tell you a story?" He asked, so I shrugged my shoulders shortly before he began to speak.
"The child under three years old sat on the floor next to her mother, embarrassed by the presence of that child who watched her, who sat next to her causing her to hide her face on the shoulder of her mother, who was laughing at the scene, brushing her hair away from her face.
"Sweetie, he just wants to play with you," she said to what he nodded. "You've never been so shy, little one," she said, turning her to him.
The seven-year-old boy looked at her, watching as the little girl ducked her head for a couple of seconds before turning back to him and stretching her arm toward him, who gently grabbed her hand, helping her to her feet.
He walked with her for a couple of meters, always under the watchful eye of the girl's mother, who smiled slightly, however, reached a point, she sat on the ground, so he had no choice but to do it himself, sitting beside her as he watched her. Her blue eyes followed closely before she began to speak, which made him smile at the clumsiness characteristic of a baby, she still struggled to utter words, but she tried.
However, the moment he truly adored it was when he first saw her smile, beginning to feel sadness when they told him to leave, especially because of the sobs of the girl, who wanted to continue playing with him, but everything should come to an end, at least at that time."
He was sure that Kaelah had fallen asleep in the middle of the narrative, but still he had continued with it, not knowing how to stop until he reached the end.
He stroked her hair as he watched her, holding her more tightly as her breath quickened, calming her down, making her continue to sleep. He kissed her forehead before caressing her cheek, remembering her smile, the one she had not lost yet.
Thank you for reading,
Ayrin
