A/N: I'm changing it up a little bit with Kara and Nia. Hope you like it!
Chapter 3
It started with graffiti. Slurs painted on walls, park benches, and one adventurous soul who defaced a billboard. NCPD tried to stay on top of it but every day when the sun came up, there was more graffiti that needed to be scrubbed off of something.
Then came a brick through the front window of Mr. David Hopkins shop. He threw it back at the group, proving to everyone that he had a special set of skills. The man never touched the brick in question as he used his mind to move it. The Phorian was not afraid to confront the hoodlums but luckily didn't have to as Kara showed up. The brick throwers started to run but since NCPD had stepped up their anti-graffiti patrols, they were able to stop them from getting away.
The next morning more shopkeepers reported issues with their stores. Graffiti, broken windows, and messages filled with hate speech. Alex commented that the offenders weren't that bright as only one of the shops attacked overnight was actually owned by a couple of Roltikkons. It was a sarcastic comment of course. Any violence toward innocent citizens of any species was disconcerting and the redhead was already on edge given her precarious position atop the DEO food chain.
Kara stepped up her own patrols and even wrote an article sharing her concerns about the recent uptick in anti-alien sentiment. The new recruits at CatCo. were all given the opportunity to select a subject for their first column and the girl that Kara was paired with Nia Nal, and the young protégé wanted to write a piece showcasing the things that aliens contribute to society. Kara encouraged her to do so.
"I've seen that look before," Brainy approached the Kryptonian as she stood on the balcony at the DEO. It was the waning hours of the day. People were leaving work; kids were leaving school; the usual hustle and bustle of the evening commute in the city.
"Learning facial expressions now?" Kara asked.
"As a twelfth level intellect, I can't help but notice things that most people miss," he said.
"We really need to work on your humility," the blonde chuckled.
"This is how it begins, you know," Brainy told her.
"I know. Fear has gripped people. They've turned on their friends and neighbors whom not long ago they trusted. I'm not sure how to stop it before it gets any worse," Kara admitted.
"You can reach out to them. You've done so before. They've listened before," he suggested.
"I can't. I'm an alien. It's no secret. It will just look like an alien sticking up for other aliens to those who have already let hate and fear into their hearts. I think that Nia is onto something with her article idea. Perhaps this is one time that Kara Danvers can be more useful than Supergirl. Knowledge is our best weapon for now," she said.
"Perhaps," Brainy nodded. He noticed her turn her head, her eyes went wide, and before he could ask her what was happening, Kara dove off the balcony. Rushing inside, he alerted the agents manning the computers at the main monitoring bank.
Kara used her x-ray vision, desperately searching for the item that was ticking. There was a bomb in a backpack, which had been left under a park bench. Her abilities revealed the timer was down to ten seconds. She swooped down to the ground and grabbed the backpack. There was no time to fly it away so she covered the backpack with her body and cape as the bomb went off.
To Be Continued…