I Want To Live

Chapter One

Kara smiled as she saw Lena walk in to the restaurant. The adjustment period for suddenly having your best friend as your boss took a little longer than she thought it would and nowadays she had to share Lena with Sam who was slowly but surely becoming a close friend of the both of them and since Lena and Sam had business to discuss, often a lot of Kara and Lena's usual lunches had been postponed by both parties for various reasons that couldn't be helped.

Finally after all the debacle with Edge poisoning children, blaming Lena and the public perception of Lena rising back up to lukewarm from the ice cold reception Edge had forced it down to, they had only now just managed to make a plan for lunch and stick to it.

However when Lena came up to the table and Kara got up to greet her, she couldn't help but feel herself go a little rigid. This was going to be a little difficult. In the past lunch with Lena had been an important escape from work. In fact Lena was the one that she moaned about her bosses to, now that she was the boss Kara was at a loss to start the conversation much less feel free to talk about things with her.

And here she thought that she had only one secret she had to keep from Lena.

Saving her from awkward conversation Lena hugged her with no reservations and sat down, taking up the menu but smiling over it at her.

"You didn't have to wait for me Kara," she spoke across the table with a coy smile. "You should have ordered when you saw I was running late."

Kara grinned cheekily. "What you don't realize is that they had to refill the basket of complementary breadsticks twice while I was sitting here?" she answered with a giggle and a smile as Lena laughed with her at her perceived joke when her words were a hundred percent true. "Anyways I think we should order, I've gotta get back quick. My new boss is a real taskmaster," she said with a heavy wink at said boss who surprisingly blushed slightly at her words and actions. Lena Luthor rarely lost composure and the last time she had seen the CEO blush was in front of her former colleague and ex-fiancé Jack Spheer.

She shook it off as Lena glanced down at her menu a secret smile playing on her lips and it was at that moment that it all went to hell.

Kara only had a moments notice. The flash of a portal opening and a slim figure decked in black, face covered by a full mask that didn't show an inch of skin, walked out. Even with her speed she was so caught by surprise that she didn't manage to react as the figure walked up to them and slammed a container down on the table and opened it. Kara froze as the very familiar but very unwelcome effect froze her in her seat as she stared down at the glowing green rock that was the bane of her existence.

Turning fearfully towards the figure she was amazed to find it walk away from her, moving over to Lena and suddenly, the anguish she had felt over the exposure to Kryptonite was ignored in favor of the sinking feeling in her stomach that told her that she was not the target of this attack.

Kara pushed against the table scrabbling to climb up from the chair and stop the person from hurting Lena but the Kryptonite was too potent and all she managed to do was fall over in her chair as the paralyzing effect from the rock that was once a part of her home caused her immeasurable amounts of pain. Kara tried to gasp out a warning but she could only croak out a whisper of her friends name. The Kryptonite seemed to be more potent than any other type she had encountered before.

All Kara could do was watch from her lopsided vantage as the creepy figure in black walked calmly over to her best friend who stood up and stared horrified from the figure closing in, to the green rock on the table, to Kara debilitated on the floor presumably with green veins crawling up her neck and face; putting things together. She watched as her brave friend stood up and aimed a gun that she had obviously concealed for this very purpose, at their attacker only for the gun to be pulled from her grip. They both watched in sick fascination as the gun floated in the air in front of the dark figure before it burst apart, springs, bullets, casings, gunpowder, all of its components floating in front of them for a split second before the disassembled and useless gun fell in pieces down on the floor.

Kara couldn't help it, she screamed a cry of anguish as the pain of being helpless joined the pain of the Kryptonite which seemed to be seeping into her bones and digging into her flesh, her vision was tinged a deadly green as she wept for her friend who was backing up from the approaching figure.

Her protests against its actions died in her throat with a wobble as her jaw refused to move and she watched in horrified anticipation as the dark figure reached Lena, swatted her feeble attempts at defence away and grabbed her by the hair to pull her towards their table and slam Lena's head into it. Lena cried out in pain and struggled but her actions were in vain.

"Lena Luthor," came a disembodied voice, gruff and focused from behind the mask. "You are a poison to the people around you. And I am going to make sure that you no longer infect anyone else." It's hand reached into a pocket and an injection gun came out. It didn't waste any time, pressing the mouth of the gun to Lena's pulse point on her neck and pushing the plunger in. Lena moaned and kicked against the attacker in pain but it held fast until the entire vial was empty only the did it let go of the CEO who convulsed on the spot and then fell backwards, half unconscious onto her side so she lay next to Kara, facing her as dark veins crept up the side of her neck as her glassy eyes met Kara's in desperate pain.

Kara tried to move, she cried, wept and clawed but the Kryptonite was too much. Until it wasn't and she felt it's effects recede. However every movement felt like she was dragging a hundred tonnes of weight on her back as she moved. She had never known this amount of pain before. Even as she watched the figure pocket the Kryptonite on the table, she couldn't do anything except pull herself over to Lena somehow leaning against a table leg and pulling Lena's head in her lap as she twitched in pain herself.

The figure sighed as it straightened up Kara's fallen chair and sat down on it sideways in order to be able to look at both of them.

"I am sorry, Kara Zor-El," It said spiking an immense amount of hatred in her heart at its sincere tone. "I did not wish to hurt you, but I could not have you interfering. And I cannot have you follow me, either. I know you will stay with her, even if she doesn't deserve it." It sighed again. "She has forty eight hours. There is no cure. I have no demands. I only wish I could make her suffering last a little longer. Goodbye Kara."

And the dark figure stood up and walked out of the now empty restaurant with Kara having absolutely no ability to chase after it and Lena slowly being poisoned in her arms.

It took a tremendous amount of effort for her to reach up and press her DEO comms button and all she could get out was her sisters name before she passed out from shear exhaustion.

Alex Danvers looked down at her sister, ensconced in her sun room for the next twelve hours at least, passed out. Then her gaze shifted to her sisters best friend and maybe more, who lay in the next room, occasionally convulsing, delirious and deteriorating. She would gain consciousness for a couple of minutes and demand to see Kara before screaming as the poison in her system burned through the sedatives they gave her and her pain began anew. Kara had mumbled to her as they moved her and Lena to the DEO that Lena had been poisoned and something about forty eight hours.

The entire thing became apparent as Alex had watched the security footage of the assault on her sister and her friend. The person seemed very calculated in its actions, cool calm and collected and very detached until at the very end where it had sat down and talked to Kara. It seemed genuinely remorseful that it had to hurt Kara to get to Lena and then it gave Kara the time limit she had been talking about. They had a little over forty five hours as of right now before Lena Luthor was no longer counted amongst the living. And whatever her own feelings against the littlest Luthor, she knew that her sister would never forgive her if she didn't do everything in her power to save the billionaire fighting for her life in her OR.

An agent walked up to her and interrupted her train of thought.

"Director Danvers? Radar detected an unauthorized rocket launch from the roof of L-Corp two minutes ago. Drone footage caught this, ma'am." He showed footage of a black clad figure pressing the launch button and watching as a smallish rocket, roughly the size of a car launched into the air.

"It's him," she said with conviction immediately recognizing the figure on the roof. Alex ran to the command center and address the entire base. "I want all units geared up and moving out yesterday! Remember we need this fucker alive, or else the one Luthor worth saving will die. Move out!

He didn't seem surprised when over twenty DEO agents swarmed him. He just stood there hands on the railing, looking out towards the slowly setting sun even as Alex walked up behind him.

"Agent Danvers," it said, voice modifier grating on her nerves. "It's good to meet you. It's been a while."

"Do I know you?" she asked rhetorically well acquainted with assholes with minimal hacking skills having a problem with authority. "I don't really care. I need you to come in and fix the fuck up you just made."

"I can't," he replied making Alex twitch her trigger finger, she had her gun down but in no way was she unprepared for an abush.

Alex rolled her eyes at the typical answer, deciding to keep him off balance she changed tactics.

"Our scans detected a rocket launch from this place a few minutes ago. Wanna tell me what that was about?" she asked trying to keep the tone conversational even with twenty guns pointed at the perp.

"That, Alex was the last of the Kryptonite present on this Earth along with the chunk I brought along with me to help against Kara. I have no use for it and I will not allow anyone else to harm Kara again."

Alex was nonplussed. "Strange way of showing your love for my sister by using the fucking rock on her and then poisoning her best friend!" she replied stepping closer.

"I have already apologized to Kara, although I do understand that no apology will be enough for my hurting her. But I refuse to apologize for getting rid of the worst Luthor of them all."

"You're delusional," Alex asserted firmly, she might not have trusted Lena at the start but over time, with her turning on her mother and her help with the Daxamite invasion, Alex had become a secret fan of Lena's in a completely platonic way. "Now you're gonna come with me and you're going to tell me how to help Lena."

"I already told you," he replied calmly. "I can't. The substance I injected into her is designed to be slow acting and it works to break down each and every organ in the human body. The genius of it? Is that it starts with the least vital ones, so that the suffering of the victim is prolonged as it works its way through her system, slowly destroying her from the inside leaving her heart and her brain for last." The entire horrifying monologue was delivered without the usual jeering or glee that Alex was used to hearing from supervillians in the past. This dark figure seemed almost sombre as he described what was going to happen to Lena in the next forty-eight hours.

Getting her bearings back Alex finally went for broke and trained her gun on the figure. "Hey asshole!" she said with conviction. "I don't care what that toxin does, all I know is that you are going to fix Lena or I am going to put a bullet straight through your fucking head!"

There was a pause for a moment before the dark figure raised his hands off the railing and lifted it up, for a second Alex thought he was surrendering but no, he was reaching for his mask. There was a rustle as all the men with guns trained on the perp fidgeted slightly, even as long dark hair fell down to the perps shoulders, apparently their perp was not a he after all.

"Well Director Danvers," came her voice, this time undistorted and strangely familiar. "If you do that, then you'll just be doing the job for me." She said confusing Alex for a second before she detected a hint of Irish in her accent. "Because Lena Luthor deserves to die."

And slowly, as she turned around to face Alex, she only served to make her more confused as Alex involuntarily gasped at the face of their perp. The face of Lena Luthor. Who was still talking.

"I deserve to die."

Little plot bunny hopped into my head. As if I didn't have other fics to complete. Eff you bunny! But I just had to write it.Tell me how you liked it and if you'd like to read more. Cheers!!