I couldn't get rid of this story idea so I had to write it out... Lol my sister is going to kill me for starting another fic *cries*
As the show heads in a new direction, I just wanted to write something focused on the Danvers Sisters, so that's what you can expect here; pure Kara & Alex sisterly angst (no slash). You will also see that this is an AU in which Kara and Alex are just meeting. Someday I will actually write a story that is not an AU... what day that will be is anyone's guess.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supergirl.
Enjoy and leave a review to let me know what you think!
"Come on, J'onn, where are you?"
Alexandra Danvers tore her gaze from the advancing combatants to quickly scan the sky for any sign of her Martian boss. Dammit J'onn.
Alex quickly fired several rounds to hold off the approaching agents before turning to the final cell holding a group of cowering aliens captive. "Stand back!" she yelled before shooting at lock mechanism until the door swung open.
Confused, huddled, and terrified, the group of emaciated aliens just stared at her from the corner they had taken cover in.
Alex's heart ached at the fear in their eyes. She wished she had time to be gentle but her first priority was their physical safety. "Get out!" she practically screamed at them, turning to hold off the nearing militants. "Get out of here, run! This is your only chance!"
Finally the group moved, aliens of all sizes and colors streaking out of the cage and disappearing down the hall away from where their captors were approaching.
"J'onn, where are you?!" Alex knew she would only be able to hold off the wave of resistance for a little while longer but was determined to ride it out until the end in order to give the aliens the best chance possible at freedom.
The comm crackled in her ear. "Alex. I'm down, they have some sort of cyber…" J'onn's voice cut off and was replaced with the brief sound of a cry then the line went dead.
"J'onn? J'onn!" Alex touched the comm, willing her boss's voice to come through telling her everything was fine. "Shit."
She was on her own.
She retreated slightly behind an overturned table by the cell she had shot open, bullets pinging all around her.
"They… they are coming from the other side. You'll be surrounded soon," a voice rasped in the midst of the chaos and Alex turned to see a figure slumped against the wall of the cell.
"The others left you?" Alex managed the question while intermittently firing off round after round to buy as much time as possible.
"I made them."
A quick glance showed Alex that the speaker appeared to be a human woman, although Alex found it unlikely that Cadmus would hold her if that were true. She was most likely a humanoid species.
"Why would you make them leave you?"
Somehow in the midst of a blazing gunfight, that seemed important to know.
The alien gazed at her with piercing pale eyes. "I had to stay to tell you about my niece. I will not be able to help her but perhaps you can. Please. Just give the message to someone, anyone… just don't let her disappear."
Sparing another quick look, Alex noted that the woman was visibly pale, a shocking contrast with her long tangled dark hair that had one lock of white running through it. Sweat beaded visibly on her sunken face.
"You're sick."
"Experiment gone wrong," the woman coughed.
The combatants were closing in and Alex knew her best chance for survival was surrender. Based on the caution the opposing agents were approaching her with, she was pretty sure they had orders to take her alive and if she played this right, she might be able to hold out until J'onn could find her.
If he was still alive, that was.
Really, the most important thing though was whether or not the alien prisoners got away. Alex wished she could know before being thrust into whatever hell was sure to come with capture.
One thing she could know was how to help the dying alien beside her.
"Tell about your niece and I will do my best," Alex promised.
The woman smiled. "She shines brighter than any star, the light of Rao is within her." Her breathing slowed and her gaze drifted to something Alex couldn't see. The alien was dying, Alex realized. "She… she is far too good for this dark universe, for me…"
Shouts for surrender bludgeoned the air around them but Alex ignored them, moving closer to dying woman.
"Don't… don't let them take her light. Please."
Alex opened her mouth to reassure the alien that she would do her best when a canister hissing gas landed next to them. Body already shutting down, Alex collapsed. Painfully, she dragged herself forward to hear the alien's last words before the world blurred into darkness.
"Tell… tell Kara I will be watching over her… from Rao's light."
Reality rushed back far too suddenly and brought with it a fearsome headache.
Moving one hand to her temple, Alex slowly opened her eyes to find herself staring at a grey cement ceiling.
Nice. Very picturesque.
Groaning slightly, she moved her body into a sitting position, ignoring the way her head spun and screamed in protest.
"Are you okay?"
Quickly, Alex looked around for the source of the inquiry.
She was in a small cell, strangely shiny silver bars crisscrossing to hold the structure's occupants, aka her, captive. Toward the back there was a very basic toilet and sink and she was currently sitting up on the most uncomfortable cot she had ever had the misfortune to encounter.
And there, standing on the other side of the metal bars in an adjacent cell, was a young woman staring at her with the brightest blue eyes Alex had ever seen.
Whether she was human or humanoid, Alex couldn't immediately tell.
"Are you alright?" the girl asked again, brow furrowed with concern. Alex was struck by how young she looked and sounded, probably no more than twenty-one or twenty-two years old.
"Hi, yeah, I'm alright," Alex gave her a reassuring smile, touched by her concern. "Just a bit of a headache. Honestly not bad at all."
"Oh." The girl examined her with worry, seemingly not convinced. "That's good," she finally said.
"Yeah." Alex tried to hide her wince as she straightened further. "How about you? You okay?" She glanced over how the girl's gray clothes hung loosely on her emaciated frame, her hair a tangle of limp golden curls, but found no obvious injuries.
"Yes," the girl sought to reassure her immediately. "I'm fine."
"Good." Alex nodded, even as a sudden deep worry for this girl blossomed in her chest. How long had she been here? Why was she being held? "My name's Alex, what's yours?"
To her surprise, the girl blanched at the question. "Um…" Her gaze was suddenly unfocused, brilliant blue eyes darting nervously. "I'm Number 379." She held up her wrist with the same number tattooed there in heavy black font
Shivers ran down Alex's spine. It was never, ever, good when someone had a number tattooed on them for identification.
"That's…" Alex worried her bottom lip, trying to approach this as gently as possible. "That's a number, not a name. Can… can you tell me your name?"
The girl's breathing hitched slightly as she sat down on the bed in her cell.
"I won't tell anyone or get you in trouble, I promise," Alex reassured her.
The girl looked up, glancing furtively both ways. "It's Kara," she said softly. "Kara Zor-El."
Kara.
"Kara Zor-El," Alex repeated, recalling her conversation with the dying alien in the cell right before being captured as well as feeling that her last name sounded strangely familiar.
"I had to stay to tell you about my niece… Tell… tell Kara I will be watching over her…."
What were the odds of there being another Kara held captive?
"Kara, I… I think have a message for you from your aunt," Alex voiced hesitantly.
"Astra?" Kara sat up straighter, large eyes suddenly filling with tears. "When? How? She's… she's dead."
"I know." At least she didn't have to break that news to Kara. "But she was still alive when I met her, I was there at the very end and she… she told me about you."
A tear streaked down Kara's face.
"She told me that you… you shine brighter than any star." At that, a choked sob hitched from Kara's lips. "And she wanted you to know that… uh…" Alex tried to make her fuzzy brain respond. "… that she's watching over you in… um.. Ra's light?" She couldn't remember the one word, the one she had never heard before.
Kara, however, beamed through her tears. "Rao's light," the girl murmured, one hand going to her mouth. "Thank Rao." Kara looked up, tears still spilling from her eyes as she tilted her head heavenward. "Thank Rao." It was silent for a moment, the girl's eyes closed, a small smile curving her lips. Then, "I don't know how to thank you, Alex." The piercing blue eyes opened and fixed themselves on her.
"Really, you don't need to." Alex meant it.
Kara stood, reaching a hand through the bars. "I do need to. Thank you," she whispered thickly.
Alex took the extended hand, sandwiching it between hers. "You're very welcome. And I'm very sorry for your loss." She released Kara's hand and the young woman wrapped it around one of the metal bars instead, gaze drifting again.
"She is at peace and free of suffering," was all Kara said.
Something in the way that Kara said those words gave Alex a very bad feeling about what was happening in this place.
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