Somewhere, Russia
In a random Russian town, Hellspawn bodies were scattered about. They were all in various states of death with some of them blasted to pieces, others were torn apart, while many others just had their heads blown off. Inside an old nuclear reactor was Steppenwolf's tower. There, Steppenwolf tried to crawl away with his left arm sliced off. His scythe blade was shattered and the mother-boxes melted into black goo. Kara looked over him wearing black boots and a black wetsuit. She could hear the Justice League members approaching in the distance in their jet.
"Darkseid...will avenge me," Steppenwolf told her.
"And I'll kick his ass, too," Kara said unconcernedly. She took what remained of Steppenwolf's scythe blade and scanned his body through his armor with her X-ray vision. She then slammed the end into his back, widened the hole, lifted the pole up, and then slammed it back down through his midsection. Satisfied he was dead, Kara dismissively walked away leaving the Justice League to clean up the mess she had left behind. As she walked away from the tower, she avoided the thousands of Hellspawn bodies that littered the streets.
Midway City
The Suicide Squad had just defeated Incubus in a powerful explosion. El Diablo had sacrificed his life to destroy the monster redeeming himself after burning his family and untold others in fire. "Brother!" Enchantress screamed in rage as he was destroyed.
"You're next," Deadshot said to her.
"My spell is almost complete. When it has, my darkness will spread across this world and it will be mine to rule," Enchantress said as she created a cliche energy pillar into space with her energy.
"Got a play, Flag?" Deadshot asked.
"We have to cut her heart out," he replied.
"Of all that have faced me, you deserve mercy. For the last time, join me or die," Enchantress ordered.
"I'm not much of a joiner but maybe we should," Harley Quinn said to the others.
"Hey, she's trying to take over the world," Deadshot reminded her.
"So? What has the world done for us anyway? It hates us," Harley told him off. "Hey, lady, what are you offering?"
"We negotiating?" she asked incredulously.
"Always," Harley smirked.
"Anything you want," she replied. "You need only kneel and serve beneath my feet."
"I like what you're selling, lady, but there's one small problem. Killing all of your goons has put a nasty cramp in my leg so kneeling will be hard," Harley mocked.
"You dare!" Enchantress spat.
Harley punched through her chest, ripped her heart out, and fired heat vision beams at the energy pillar causing it to explode destroying the construct. Tons of floating debris crashed down to the surface and the magical storm evaporated into nothing. Harley then turned to the others burning the dye off her hair and make-up on her face revealing Kara.
"The fuck?" Deadshot wondered.
"Harley Quinn was simply a code name. This is Superman's cousin," Col. Flag introduced.
"El Diablo sacrificed his life to destroy Incubus and save us," Deadshot pointed out.
"I am a Croc," Killer Croc agreed.
"And you have no idea how hard it was for me to keep a straight face when he did," Kara grinned. "Don't worry, he's in a better place. Oh, wait, he's probably in hell."
"You were just toying with us?" Captain Boomerang asked incredulously.
"I wanted to see what you would do and you didn't disappoint," Kara smirked. "Despite all of your murders, thefts, and so forth, you have all redeemed yourselves."
"So, we get to go, right?" Deadshot asked.
"I don't judge. I just send people to God's courtroom," Kara said darkly.
"Fight or run, it won't matter," Col. Flag said to them.
"This is some bullshit," Deadshot said as he fired everything he had on Kara. The bullets merely bounced off her. Killer Croc punched Kara solidly to the face without effect. Kara loaded up her right arm and punched a basket-ball size hole in his gut killing him instantly. Captain Boomerang threw a boomerang at her face that fell to the ground.
"Really?" Kara rolled her eyes.
Kara backhanded him to the face twisting his neck in a contorted position killing him. Kara then eyed Deadshot trying to run away. She fired heat vision on him vaporizing him completely. Suddenly, Kara dodged Katana's blade. The blade's hilt had a green Kryptonite stone allowing the blade to get through Kara's energy shield and cut her skin. Kara dodged and evaded Katana as she swiped at her. Col. Flag merely watched as Katana did her best against the overpowered Kryptonian. Katana sliced through Kara only to have it be an after-image. Kara kicked the blade out of her hands faster than she could react. The blade fell a distance away.
"I yield," Katana said going to a knee and bowing her head.
"That was a lot of fun. You had me going," Kara said lifting her up.
"It was an honor to fight the most powerful being in the universe," Katana said sincerely.
"Alright, let's move out," Col. Flag said as the mission was over.
"You're pretty nonchalant about me killing your girlfriend. Any hard feelings?" Kara asked.
"Well...," Col. Flag considered. The body of the Enchantress started moving again revealing Dr. June Moone covered in black goo alive and well. "Thanks for not vaporizing her," Col. Flag said appreciatively.
"No problem," Kara smiled.
Amsterdam
On the coast of Amsterdam, Lex Luthor hung out on his yacht. He had bribed the prison warden to allow him to escape while he still awaited trial. A boat docked with the yacht and then took off. A man in bad-ass armor, a black-and-orange helmet, two Samurai swords, a utility belt filled with ammunition and explosives, and two sidearms, slowly made his way up the ramp to meet with Lex.
"Ah, there he is. Welcome aboard," Lex said wearing a blue suit and still looking bald from being in prison. "I was just celebrating God's return from the ground and back up into the sky. He and his odd little friends are forming a league."
"You better not be wasting my time," Deathstroke warned.
"No, I have too much to live for and more important things to do," Lex replied.
Deathstroke took off his helmet revealing a white-haired man with an eyepatch over his right eye. "We have to level the playing field, Mr. Wilson. To put it plainly, shouldn't we have a league of our own?" Lex asked rhetorically.
"No," Kara said emerging from the shadows. She backhanded a surprised Deathstroke into the water a distance away. Lex's female bodyguards intervened only for Kara to clap her hands knocking them out.
Kara then advanced on Lex. "Wine?" he offered.
"Thank you," Kara said sitting down across from him. She was wearing her black wetsuit as if she had been swimming off the coast waiting for the right moment to punk him.
Lex poured them both a glass. "So, you going to kill me this time. No witnesses."
"No," Kara shook her head.
"So, your cousin's back. I guess you can be his guardian once more," Lex said resentfully.
"He has others to protect him," Kara rolled her eyes. "I have only one person I need to look after."
"Alex," Lex nodded. "So, what now?"
"I'm going to send you back to prison. But before I do, you're going to tell me everything about the DEO," Kara said.
Midvale
Kara and Eliza had a heart-to-heart at the farm. "People hate what they don't understand. Actually, they hate what they do understand, too. The point I'm making is people are just haters no matter what," Eliza said.
"That's for damn sure," Kara agreed.
"Kara, you're a killer, a threat, but I had always hoped you would be a hero for the world. But that's not you, Kara. You're the hero we deserve, not the one we need," Eliza said.
"I'm getting mixed messages," Kara said confused.
"You don't owe this world a thing. You never did," Eliza told her.
Kara nodded absorbing that in. "Just enjoy life and keep yourself sane," Eliza advised.
"I'll just look after Alex and keep her safe. How about that?" Kara said.
"I worry about her. After she dropped out of school, she's been chronically unemployed and she won't even tell me where she lives. I don't even know how she survives," Eliza said concernedly.
"You want the truth? I've been helping her out financially," Kara lied.
"That's not your burden to bear, Kara," Eliza said.
"It's a burden I've chosen to take on, for your sake," Kara said uplifting herself while roasting Alex.
"Together, we'll get her back on track," Eliza said confidently.
Kara nodded in agreement. "Hey, I have to get something before I leave," Kara said entering the house, going to her old room, and finding Ryan's old comic book. Kara eyed the Supergirl comic and then took it with her back to Metropolis. She was now resolved to begin a new chapter of her life.
Gotham
Batman leaped onto the roof of CCPD headquarters after seeing the signal. "Commissioner Gordon?" he asked not seeing him.
"He's at home. I sent the signal," Kara said revealing herself in a simple black dress.
"The bat-signal is not a beeper," Batman scolded her knowing full well who she was and what she was capable of.
"Well, I wish I could say my interest in you was...purely professional," Kara said flirtatiously.
"You trying to get under my cape?" Batman asked suspiciously. "It's the car, right? Chicks dig the car."
"What is it about the wrong kind of man? In grade school, it was guys with earrings. In college, it was motorcycles and leather jackets. Now...black kevlar," Kara said thirstily as she rubbed his chest.
"Have you tried anyone straight?" he mocked.
"Not yet," Kara said looking straight at him.
"Direct, aren't you?" Batman realized.
"You like strong women. I've done my homework...or do I need skintight vinyl and a whip?" Kara asked.
"It couldn't hurt your chances," Batman allowed.
"I can see through your mask," Kara reminded him.
"We all wear masks," he told her off.
"Mine's an open book. You read it," Kara said referring to Catco magazine.
"What do you want?" Batman asked bluntly.
Kara gave him a disappointed look. "I'm thinking to play in the sandbox with you all. I just wanted you to be the first to know."
Batman hid his horror at this revelation. "When?" he asked.
"Soon," Kara said vaguely.
Commissioner Gordon then rushed onto the scene in his pajamas cock-blocking Batman once again. "I saw the signal. What's going on?" he asked.
"Nothing, false alarm," Batman replied.
"Are you sure?" Kara mocked.
Batman turned away from her and glided back down to his Batmobile. Upon landing inside the cockpit, he contemplated what he had just heard. "Shit."
Metropolis
In the fall of 2015, Kara casually strolled through the side of Metropolis not completely destroyed by her cousin's fight with Zod. She was wearing a grey long sleeve shirt and pink skirt that completely clashed. Fortunately, Kara didn't give a fuck about fashion even as she worked at a gossip magazine. Entering the Catco building, Kara greeted a number of her co-workers.
"There was an armed car robbery last night. There were no witnesses except this homeless guy that says the guy had horns," Winn Schott told her.
"Wicked," Kara smiled.
"I'm telling you aliens are among us," he said excitedly.
"No shit?" Kara wondered.
"Hey, I was wondering if you'd like to see a movie tonight?" Winn said awkwardly.
"Like a date?" Kara asked curiously.
"I suppose," Winn allowed.
"I thought you were gay," Kara said confused.
"That's an office rumor. I'm not gay," Winn insisted.
"Winn, you're so deep in the friend zone," Kara informed him.
"How do I get out of the friend zone?" Winn asked lamely.
"The fact that you had to ask," Kara shook her head.
"What do you want from me?" Winn begged while on his knees.
Kara ignored Winn and focused on her boss' voice from the elevator. "You all smell like shit!" Cat informed all the occupants of the elevator and then stormed out when the doors opened.
"She's here," Kara smirked.
Cat Grant entered the floor and immediately started complaining. "The only reason I bought this building was for its private elevator," she said.
"Did you look over the construction plans?" Kara asked condescendingly.
"I don't have time for that. I'm tired of other people's mouths smelling like weed and hooker spit," she raged.
"I'll get them a Sam Adams," Kara said helpfully as they entered Cat's office.
"Well, aren't you funny?" Cat snapped at her. "Where's my coffee?"
"Yeah…I don't do that," Kara reminded her.
"Why do I keep you around?" Cat growled.
"Because I'm an alien related to Superman, and I can give you information on the competition no one else can," Kara said obviously.
"Right," Cat acknowledged. "Can you prepare termination letters?"
"Too easy," Kara replied.
"And can you get the art director here with his layouts?" Cat asked her.
"I suppose," Kara sighed and left the office.
Kara strolled into the art department and found a black man busy at a table. "Hello. Ms. Grant wants that layout."
"Tell her I'll be there in a minute," the black man told her.
"Have you met Ms. Grant?" Kara asked amused. "She doesn't like to wait."
"Well, fortunately, I don't give a shit," the black man replied. "She going to fire me right after hiring me?" he asked rhetorically.
"Yeah," Kara said flatly
The black man then turned around and Kara was stunned by his beautiful face and physique. "You're one attractive secretary. How about we go back to my place for some buffalo wings and sex," he suggested.
Kara simply stared at him with her mouth wide open. "Was I too forward? I'm James Olsen," he said.
"I don't care who you are," Kara said completely aroused by him. "Wait, I thought it was Jimmy."
"Only the big guy calls me that. He's an asshole," James told her.
"You think so, too?" Kara asked.
"You know him?" James questioned.
"Oh, he's my cousin," Kara blurted out.
"Oh, so you're an alien, too? How come you're not out there flying around and saving people?" James asked.
"Cuz, I don't want to," Kara winced. "Also, have you seen what my cousin has done to this city?"
"Good point," James allowed. "I see the resemblance. You both look like nerds when you wear glasses."
"Oh really?" Kara said flirtingly and took them off.
"Beautiful," James complimented.
The two immediately made out in the art room for a good hour.
After work, Alex came over to see her sister's crummy apartment. "What's the emergency? I have a plane to catch to Geneva, Switzerland in two hours," she said annoyed.
"I need help…knowing what to wear," Kara said awkwardly.
Alex stared at Kara wondering if she was serious. "For what?"
"A date," Kara revealed.
"You date now? Isn't that like bestiality?" Alex questioned.
"Hey, if my cousin can be with that cow I can get some action, too, right?" Kara told her.
"I guess," Alex said not overly thrilled Kara was dating. "Just wear blue or red like your cousin does," she suggested.
"Very funny," Kara scoffed.
"Men don't give a shit what you wear," Alex told her.
"That's not what my magazine says," Kara refuted.
"That rag? Why do you work there?" Alex asked confused.
"To make a difference," Kara said seriously.
Alex rolled her eyes. "If you really want to make a difference, you'll get off your ass and pick red or blue, so I can make a difference in Geneva."
Kara picked the red one. "Blue, it is," Alex said giving her the shirt. "Text me if he's an asshole. I'll make him disappear."
Kara and James hung out at a bar and were having a good time mocking other people around them. "So, where are you from, originally?" James asked.
"Krypton," Kara replied.
"Well…no shit. I mean, on Earth," James clarified.
"With the Danvers," Kara replied.
"You have to be fucking with me. That's your last name," James pointed out.
"Truth be told, I didn't really go to school or…," Kara said embarrassed.
"You don't know your own address?" James asked skeptically.
"Hey, don't judge," Kara said displeased. "How does my outfit look?"
"I don't give a shit. I prefer you not wear anything at all," James said honestly.
"Oh, behave," Kara said as she took another shot.
"Breaking News: A 237 aircraft bound to Geneva is royally fucked," an anchorman said on a TV behind them.
"You going to do anything about that?" James asked.
"Err…no. That's what my cousin is good for. He'll save the plane for sure," Kara said.
"What if he doesn't?" James asked casually.
"Well, it's not like there's anyone on the plane I know," Kara said and then paused. "Oh shit!" she realized.
"What's up?" James wondered.
"My adopted sister is on that plane?" Kara realized.
"Is she hot?" James asked drunkenly.
"You're drunk," Kara smiled accusingly.
"So are you," James pointed out.
"It's against the law to fly drunk," Kara reminded him.
"Fuck the law," James replied seriously.
Kara and James passionately kissed and then Kara tore out of the club.
Throwing her jacket aside, Kara launched herself into the air and flew towards the plane. Finding the engines that were on fire, Kara blew frost breath on them. The engine fire was immediately put out. "Yes!" Kara said excitedly.
The engines then cracked off and fell towards the city. "Oh fuck," Kara realized as the engines fell towards populated areas.
Kara then went for a wing and tried to slow it down. The wing suddenly tore off sending the aircraft into a spin. "Really?" Kara asked herself.
The aircraft headed towards a heavily trafficked bridge. Kara flew towards the aircraft and attempted to pull it up. The aircraft's other wing sliced into the bridge tossing cars as it did. The wing-less plane then descended towards the bay. Kara attempted to slow the aircraft down as it landed in the water.
Kara then ripped the door open and stared at the passengers inside. She saw her sister giving her a wide-eyed look of recognition. "Well, folks, statistically speaking..." Kara began panting from effort. She then forgot the rest of the quote.
"Well…fuck it," she finished and flew off.
Continues in Adventures of Supergirl
Author's Notes: While Midvale is finished, the Adventure series still continues. You'll find them all on my profile page. With this story, I wanted to flesh out Kara and Alex's childhood the way Smallville did with Clark Kent in a ridiculous, humor-filled, coming-of-age romance, action-packed series that still stays consistent with the CW series. I am sure there could have been additional characters or plotlines that could have been added to keep this going for infinity but every well-intentioned story needs to have a final ending. If you review and want to talk about this story in more detail, I am more than happy to go back-and-forth on the PM. In this story, I tried to show the moral ugliness of narcissism and lack of empathy shown by Kara and her foes while showing the value of Alex's compassion and moral objectivity. For 99% of you, my message isn't getting across here or in Adventures of Supergirl. It is what it is. I want to thank all those who reviewed and I wish good luck and fortune to any of them that are aspiring authors.