Kara was positively exhausted after getting high, fighting Kryptonians, and then getting shit-faced drunk. "I should probably go to bed," Kara said.
"You worried about Cat Grant?" Alex asked concernedly.
"Nah, I'll get chewed out. I've been chewed out before," Kara said nonchalantly.
"Okay, come here. No thinking," Alex said giving Kara hug.
"You don't need to tell me twice," Kara said embracing her. "You know the fucked up part. I miss Astra. I miss our conversations. I miss kicking her ass. She reminded me of my mother every time I saw her," Kara said tearfully.
"This is the alcohol talking," Alex said condescendingly
"If only Hank hadn't killed her ass...," Kara shook her head.
"Kara, there's something I need to tell you," Alex said reluctantly.
The doors suddenly burst open as Non entered the apartment. "It would be so easy to kill you," Non said to them both.
"As if? You recovered quickly after all those broken bones," Kara scoffed. "You want some potstickers? They're really good."
"I need you to come with me," Non said to Kara.
"Not a chance," Alex said taking out her pistol.
"You know that's useless against him, right? It's like being hit with a nerf gun," Kara rolled her eyes.
"Shut up, Kara. I'm trying to save your ass," Alex said annoyed.
"You have no part in this, human," Non said to Alex.
"I feel pretty involved," Alex argued.
"I come for Astra," Non said.
"But she died," Kara said confused.
"I'm aware of that," Non gritted his teeth. "Will you come?"
"I suppose," Kara agreed.
Kara, dressed as Supergirl, arrived at a gathering of Kryptonians high in the air. Among them was the coffin of Astra. "Do you do this ceremony for all the men I kill?" Kara asked Non.
"She would have wanted you here. Let's just get this over with," Non said angrily. "It is our custom for a surviving female to lead the rites," Non said.
"You have no other females in your group? What a sausage fest," Kara noted.
"Just do the rite," Non said frustrated. "You do remember the prayer of the dead, right?"
"Yeah, sure," Kara said awkwardly.
"You have been...," Kara began and then paused to remember.
"The sun of...," Non said annoyed.
"Of...our lives," Kara remembered.
"There is more," Non said after another pause from Kara.
"Right, our prayers will be the sun," Kara said sheepishly.
"That lights your way on the journey home," Non recited for her.
"We will remember you...," Kara struggled.
"In every dawn," Non gritted his teeth in annoyance.
"And await...," Kara said and forgot the rest.
"The night we join you in the sky," Non said for her losing patience.
"Jesus will be done," Kara concluded.
"It's Rao, the sun god," Non shook his head.
"Yeah, well, I stopped believing in that pagan nonsense once Jeremiah taught me about our true Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ," Kara said brightly.
"I don't believe in Rao, either, but it's part of the tradition," Non said frustrated.
"Okay, let...Rao's will be done," Kara said snickering.
"That was very inappropriate. If it were possible, your aunt would be rolling in her capsule. Thank you," Non said.
"No problem," Kara said awkwardly.
"I shall observe the period of mourning. And then Kara Zor-El, the next coffin will be yours," Non promised.
"How ominous. Are you going to give me a Kryptonian funeral, too?" Kara asked.
"To be completely honest, I doubt it," Non said rudely.
"You all behave, alright," Kara said to the others and flew off.
Kara briefed Hank and Alex on the situation at the DEO. "How long until Non returns?" Hank asked.
"Two weeks," Kara answered.
"Do you think he can be trusted to observe this mourning period," Hank asked skeptically.
"Do you think he's going to let his wife, my aunt, walk alone in the dark?" Kara asked offended.
"I simply...," Hank said awkwardly.
"We're at war. We're going to have to do a lot of things we don't want to do like killing family members for one," Kara said darkly.
Hank stared Kara down. "You can take that self-righteous tone of yours and shove it up your ass."
"Prisoner 5090 wants to talk to you," an analyst said to Kara.
"You know, it would be a lot simpler if you called him Max," Kara said peeved.
Kara entered Maxwell's cell to toy with him. "I suppose I owe you a thank you," she said.
"You owe me more than that. I saved the world," Maxwell said pleased with himself.
"Don't get too proud of yourself. I have the power to wipe out every living thing on this planet including the criminal Kryptonians," Kara said.
"Where would the fun be in that? You need me, Kara. You need me to play our game," Maxwell said.
"So you can tell everyone who I am? Put my family in danger?" Kara asked.
"I'm just trying to protect the planet," Maxwell argued.
"From whom? Me?" Kara asked.
"You're one crazy bitch, you know that? Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror and ask yourself, 'Wow, it's amazing how fucking crazy I really am?' Do you ever do that?" Maxwell asked.
"I don't need a mirror, Maxwell. I can see my reflection from your cell wall," Kara teased.
"When gods walk the Earth, only tiny mortals suffer," Maxwell said.
"I may not suffer from disease, lost limbs, or disfigurement, but I do suffer loss. And you better hope I continue to feel that way, because God help you all if I ever decide I don't need human company anymore," Kara threatened.
"I was promised Netflix," Maxwell reminded her.
"Look, Max, I'm incredibly busy so stop paging me, or I'm going to have to snap off your dick and shove it up your ass," Kara told him.
"This isn't over!" Maxwell shouted at her as she left.
Kara entered the Catco office and found a panicked Winn. "We have a problem," he said.
"Oh really? Is it more threatening than my uncle launching a blood feud on the planet in two weeks?" Kara wondered.
"Yes," Winn said seriously
"By all means, let's solve it, best buddy," Kara said enthusiastically.
Kara noticed a desk near to Cat's office. "What the fuck is this doing here?" she asked. She then noticed the name tag on the desk. "Not going to even try," she said referring to the name.
"I see you've met Siobhan," Cat greeted.
"I've met her desk," Kara corrected.
"Good morning, Siobhan Smythe," she said ambushing Kara from the side.
"Wow, I didn't see you there," Kara said startled.
"Well, I could see that your job was beginning to strain your abilities, so I took it upon myself to hire another assistant to help you," Cat explained.
"Pure genius," Kara mocked.
"Assistant number one, meet assistant number two," Cat said to them.
"Ha! My number is higher than yours. In your face," Kara said to Siobhan.
"Kara, in my office. Siobhan, get me Olsen and Lane," Cat ordered.
Kara closed the doors behind her as Cat sat down at her desk. "You know why I am doing this?" Cat asked.
"To create healthy competition and motivate me to better myself," Kara said thoughtfully.
"Exactly," Cat said. "You are the worst secretary I have ever had. I would fire you but you have valuable information on Supergirl and other alien activity on the planet," Cat said.
"Don't forget I have a team that does a damn good job in corporate espionage and hacking government files," Kara added.
"Right, but I also need an assistant that can actually do the job," Cat said annoyed. "If you actually get better, you just might get the number one position again."
"If only I gave a shit about such things," Kara replied.
"You're never going to advance with that attitude," Cat scolded.
"So far, I've advanced pretty well by default. With your track record, it's only a matter of time before she either dies or becomes a super-villain," Kara said knowingly.
"Or maybe she'll replace me one day and be your boss," Cat threatened.
Kara barked out a laugh and Cat chuckled with her. "You have any idea where Maxwell Lord is?" Cat asked seriously.
"He's in a DEO jail cell. That's classified by the way," Kara said.
"What? Why?" Cat asked.
"He tried to reveal my identity and threaten my family," Kara said nonchalantly.
"So, he knows your true identity, too?" Cat rolled her eyes.
"Well, at least he actually figured it out on his own," Kara mocked.
"I knew who you were the moment you came into my office," Cat said unconvincingly.
"Bullshit," Kara coughed.
James and Lucy entered Cat's office. "The big story is that Maxwell Lord is missing. I know that he's locked up at the DEO, but I can't print that. So, come up with other theories as to why he's missing," Cat ordered.
"He's locked up?" Lucy wondered. "How do you know?"
"Supergirl told me," Cat said simply.
"Even if that were true, that would be really irresponsible of her," Lucy said shocked.
"It's not really a big deal," Kara said defensively.
"It's a matter of national security. This would be labeled as classified information," Lucy continued.
"It doesn't matter how I got the information. The fact is, I have it. Now, I need some juicy stories of where he could be," Cat said impatiently.
"On it," James said.
"Right," Lucy said shaking her head.
James exited the office and met with Kara. "We need to talk," he told her.
"I can help. I'm the one in charge of talking to all department heads," Siobhan interjected.
"I need to talk to Kara about our sexual affair. Do you care to assist me in this matter?" James asked rhetorically.
"No," Siobhan said awkwardly.
"Then shut the fuck up," James told her.
Kara grinned at Siobhan and followed James to an empty office. "What am I supposed to do about Max?" James asked.
"What, you not a good liar or something?" Kara rolled her eyes.
"It's not just that. I don't like it that he's being held against his will without rights or a trial," James said sincerely.
"What are you, a Rand Paul supporter?" Kara mocked.
"It's just wrong," James insisted.
"He tried to kill me. He's lucky to still be alive," Kara remarked.
"We both know nothing can kill you," James said. "Everyone, including Max, must be allowed their fundamental human rights. Otherwise, we become the very thing we're fighting against."
"That is so cliche, James. We can't defend human rights if we are defeated. I would rather have a quasi-democracy than a total dictatorship under Non," Kara argued.
"You could kill Non and all of his men so easily. You just don't give a shit," James lectured.
"James, you don't want me to give a shit, alright. If I start to give a shit, I might just give a fuck," Kara warned him.
"What does that even mean?" James wondered as Kara left the room.
That night, Alex and her men got their asses kicked by a masked man in an armored suit inside a warehouse. He apparently waited for the DEO to arrive only to ambush them. After inflicting a few casualties on the DEO, the Master Jailer took hold of an alien prisoner and flew out of the warehouse.
"Well...shit," Alex said as she saw several of her men lying on the ground.
Hank looked over a computer screen of the Master Jailer at the DEO. "He has bullet-proof armor, energy blasters from his wrists, and flying ability. He's basically Iron Man."
"Where did he take our target?" Alex wondered.
"And why?" Hank questioned.
"Maybe he had some beef he had to settle," Kara said glaring at Hank. "Since when do you not call me?"
"Since you've been a colossal bitch," Hank shot back.
"I could file a sexual harassment form against you with HR," Kara threatened.
"Just make sure you spell my name right, bitch," Hank said standing up to her.
"Let's focus on the target at hand," Alex said breaking the tension between them.
"It's possible he's an interstellar bounty hunter," Hank suggested.
"Don't say it," Alex warned Kara.
"Like Boba Fett?" Kara grinned.
Hank and Alex both groaned. "I'm going to contact Metropolis Police and see if they have any leads on our missing person."
Master Jailer took his prisoner to his secret lair. "You are Fort Rozz prisoner 2444. Guilty of being one creepy mother-fucker," he said.
"Come on, man. There's no death penalty on Krypton," the alien prisoner said.
"We're not on Krypton. No one escapes the Master Jailer," he said through his mask.
"Master Jailer? Really?" the alien prisoner said unimpressed.
Master Jailer activated the laser guillotine and cut off the prisoner's head. The prisoner's head then suddenly grew back. "Do you have any idea how much that stings?" the alien prisoner asked rhetorically.
"Hmm...this could take a while," Master Jailer said as he activated the guillotine again.
Hank and Alex came into the Metropolis City Police office posing as FBI agents. "This is Agent Henshaw. I'm Agent Danvers," Alex introduced as they showed their fake FBI badges.
"I'm Detective Warner. This is Draper," the Black lead detective said. "What up, my man?" Detective Warner asked giving Hank a rehearsed handshake.
"We're looking into a recent kidnapping in Metropolis," Hank said. "This is our primary suspect," Hank showed them a screen of Master Jailer.
"Who is that? Some Iron Man rip-off cos-player?" Detective Warner asked.
"Actually, that looks like it could be dangerous," Draper said defensively.
"Any help would be much appreciated," Alex said politely.
"The Feds come crawling," Det. Warner said amused and placed a huge folder on his desk. "You have any idea how many kidnappings we get in this city?"
"Then how come there's just the two of you?" Alex questioned.
"Because it's Christmas," Det. Warner said obviously.
"The thing about Christmas that I like is that Santa judges the good and the wicked with a list. He sees all," Draper said seriously.
"Like our suspect," Alex said.
"We've been tracking this guy for months but we don't have any leads," Draper said.
"There are other kidnappings?" Hank asked.
"Oh, a shit ton. This is Metropolis," Draper frowned. "We found some of the bodies down the river. All of them were decapitated and weird."
"Weird, how?" Alex asked.
"I don't know, like alien weird," Draper said vaguely.
Kara was busy on Facebook when she got a chat message from Siobhan. "What's your deal with James Olsen?"
"Just a friend," Kara typed.
"That's bullshit," Siobhan typed back.
"Well, you can go fuck yourself," Kara said out loud as Cat came in.
"Kara, behave yourself," Cat lectured. "Inside voice."
Kara glared at Cat as she went into her office and then got a phone call from Alex. "What's up, Alex?" Kara said loudly so the whole office could hear.
"We need you at the DEO," Alex said urgently.
"Is Hank going to be there?" Kara asked scornfully.
"Of course he is. We need you now," Alex pressed.
Kara sighed and looked at Siobhan. "I need you to get Cat's lunch."
"This sounds like you want me to do my job and yours," Siobhan realized.
"Yeah, it kind of does," Kara smiled and walked off.
Master Jailer arrived at a university and tracked down prisoner 2445, a wimpy professor type. "Judgement Day, professor," he said through his mask.
"Wow, you're almost as bad as my students," the alien professor replied and ran off.
Master Jailer threw his baton like TJ Hooker. The professor fell to the ground helplessly.
Kara, dressed as Supergirl, landed at the scene. "So, what's your deal?" Kara asked Master Jailer.
"To punish and execute the wicked," he replied.
"That sounds great. Carry on then," Kara allowed. "Wait, what did he do?"
"He smuggled narcotics," Master Jailer said.
Kara gave the professor a wide-eyed look. "You don't say? I'll take him in," Kara offered.
"No, he must be taken in by me," Master Jailer insisted and threw out chains at Kara.
"Really?" Kara asked as the chains wrapped around her wrists.
Master Jailer used his super strength to throw Kara into a tree. Kara immediately flew at Master Jailer and kicked him to the ground.
Master Jailer quickly got up and wrapped chains around Kara's body. She easily snapped them off. Master Jailer then went for an assault with powerful punches. Kara easily dodged them all and then head-butted him knocking him out. Kara then scanned the area for the professor.
As she looked around, Master Jailer had activated a cloaking device and took off. Kara turned back to Master Jailer only to see him gone.
"Son-of-a-bitch," Kara realized she had lost them both.
James was enjoying a glass of Whiskey when Cat interrupted. "Holy shit!" James said as she entered.
"Just sit," Cat allowed. "Dark night of the soul, huh?" Cat asked.
"Almost as dark as my skin," James remarked.
"Does everything have to be racial with you?" Cat asked.
"Yes," James said bluntly.
"You up here just to enjoy the view?" Cat asked skeptically.
"Well, it's personal, I suppose," James said.
"We're in the gossip industry. Everything is personal," Cat said. "I was once assigned to write about an actor. Everyone said how much of a good guy he was except his wife's make-up artist who covered up the bruises."
"Did you tell?" James asked.
"No, I didn't. He shot her in the head three months later and not a day goes by that I don't ask myself if I could have done something to stop it," Cat said reflectively.
"That's one sad story," James said.
"So, if you know something you better tell me, fucker," Cat said angrily.
"What? Now, I think you made that whole story up," James said skeptically.
"Think about what you want. If Maxwell Lord isn't found soon, I'm going to fire you all," Cat said and then returned inside.
"Crazy bitch," James said as he finished his glass.
Kara came back to the DEO with Master Jailer's chains. "It's a black-star alloy. Definitely not from around here," Hank said.
"So, he's executing alien prisoners. What's the big deal? Isn't that what I do?" Kara asked confused.
"Occasionally, we need them to stay alive for interrogation. We only kill the most dangerous of them," Hank corrected. "For example, Luzano was just a drug smuggler until your mother put him away."
"Let's not discuss my family," Kara glared at Hank.
"Your mother is linked to each and every one of these criminals, so you can go fuck yourself," Hank told her.
"Someone is here to see you, ma'am," an analyst said to Kara.
"Tell Maxwell Lord that if I have to talk to him again, it will be his last," Kara threatened.
"It's not him," the analyst said bringing in James.
"Well...shit," Kara realized.
Kara took James into the armory filled with weapons, ammunition, and explosives, the perfect place for an argument. "So...how can I help you?" Kara asked annoyed.
"Cat says that if Maxwell isn't released, we're all going to be fired," James said.
"She's bluffing," Kara smirked. "Couldn't you have said that over the phone?"
"I needed to tell you in person that this is wrong," James said righteously.
"We have thousands of prisoners here and you focus on just this one?" Kara asked.
"You're running a secret Guantanamo here," James said.
"That is...the most American thing you could have said to me," Kara said wiping away a grateful tear.
"It's not a compliment," James corrected.
"Oh really?" Kara asked becoming impatient.
"You are completely unaccountable," James said.
"Yeah, that's the point. My cousin has rules. He's the big hero. Everyone loves Superman. I don't have rules. I find and kill mother-fuckers. That's what I do," Kara said forcefully.
"You can be just as much a hero as Superman," James said.
"I think that time has already passed," Kara said sadly.
Alex tapped on the glass getting Kara's attention. "You're doing the right thing, James. This is the role for you to play. To be my conscience. Now, I have to do my role," Kara said leaving the armory.
"We found all sorts of human DNA on Master Jailer's baton. It's police issued and linked to Detective Warner," Alex said.
"Its semen, isn't it," Kara speculated.
"No, don't be gross," Alex corrected.
"So, obviously it's not Detective Warner," Kara said bored.
"What makes you say that?" Alex asked.
"A cop wouldn't be that careless," Kara argued.
"Well, we have to check it out," Alex said.
Kara flew in and landed right next to Detective Warren's car. "What the hell are you doing? You trying to get someone killed?" Detective Warner yelled at her.
"Not yet," Kara scoffed as she crossed her arms.
"Detective Warner, step away from the vehicle," Alex ordered.
"I'm one of the good guys," Detective Warner said outraged. "Is this because I'm Black?"
"You're half-right. It's because you wear a black suit and kill people," Kara said self-righteously.
Draper, who had been in the car, suddenly shot Detective Warner and Alex. He then activated his black Iron Man suit and pointed his wrist at Kara.
"Called it," Kara smirked and then realized Alex was down. "Oh, shit," she said kneeling down to Alex's side.
"She'll be fine, but you won't," Master Jailer said as he fired on Kara.
Kara found herself in a cage with red sunlight over her head. Across from her was a human-looking alien in his own cage. "If I had to guess, that light mimics the red sun of Krypton," Lumanzo said.
"Oh really?" Kara rolled her eyes.
"Since you derive your power from Earth's yellow sun, it would seem we are up a creek without a poodle," he said.
"What the fuck did you just say?" Kara laughed in spite of her situation. "Paddle and it's shit's creek," Kara corrected.
"Ah yes, do I love a good paddle," Lumanzo said reflectively.
"So, what are you in for?" Kara asked curiously.
"I was born on Star Haven. Do you know of it?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure," Kara said having no recollection of it.
"After a strong season, one of my wives fell ill. I didn't have the money for health treatments. So, I entered the world of interplanetary drug smuggling. I was caught on my first run," he said.
"That is so lame," Kara shook her head.
"Yes, isn't it? By now my wife must be dead, perhaps all of my wives and children," the alien said sadly.
"Relativity: It is a bitch," Kara said knowingly.
"When I crashed on Earth, I pledged to only live a good life. I became a professor and taught students about the stars," he said.
"That school has the worst background check," Kara smirked. "Don't worry, professor. I'm going to get us out of here," she promised.
"No. Justice has come for your friend," Master Jailer said entering the room.
"Why don't you lose the mask?" Kara asked. "You're not as scary as you think. I've seen worse," Kara said shuddering to think of it.
Draper took off his mask and peered into Kara's cell. "I've been watching you, Kara Zor-El," he said.
"Creepy as fuck," Kara replied.
"Language, please," Draper scolded.
"Is that worthy of a death sentence?" Kara mocked.
"It's worthy of continued red sunlight," Draper said. "Your mother would have been proud to see you follow in her footsteps, delivering justice against those who sin."
"I know, right?" Kara said amused.
"We could be colleagues," Draper said seriously. "Your mother dealt out true justice against the scum of the galaxy. She was a great woman. Fort Rozz was the paradise of her design, and I'm carrying on her great work," Draper said.
"Oh, well, in that case, carry on," Kara agreed.
"I sense deception from you. Perhaps, I was wrong about you," Draper detected.
"No shit?" Kara wondered.
"I have protected this city. This world. Humans have little understanding of true justice," Draper said.
"Texas begs to differ," Kara pointed out.
"Justice must be absolute, universal, planet-wide," Draper said.
"I'm sure killing criminals with your laser guillotine in your creepy cabin will accomplish this," Kara mocked.
"I will have you witness true justice," Draper told her and then turned to the professor alien.
"Criminal 2445, judgment is upon you," Draper told him.
"Come on, man. I didn't actually hurt anyone," Professor Alien said.
"Tell that to all the addicts you were going to supply with your smuggled narcotics," Draper accused. "Now, down," Draper ordered the professor onto the guillotine.
"Okay, this has been fun being in your silly cage, but I have to take charge now," Kara said as she ripped the cage open.
"How?" Draper wondered.
"If I had just arrived on Earth, maybe red sunlight would have actually weakened me. It's called reserves," Kara said simply. "And my cells have reserves up the ass."
Draper activated his armor and fired laser bolts at Kara. The bolts were simply absorbed by her suit harmlessly. "That actually tickled," Kara smirked amused.
"But I knocked you out earlier?" Draper said confused.
"Oh that, I figured if I went to sleep you would think that and take me to your secret hiding place. Also, I have a homing beacon on me, so you're fucked one way or another," Kara smirked.
Kara then grabbed his wrists crushing them and head-butted his helmet off. Kara then grabbed Draper by the throat and broke his neck. Draper fell to the ground dead. The ceiling suddenly exploded as Alex and her team came in. Alex looked around and found the dead Draper on the floor.
"Apparently, I'm late," Alex muttered.
"Nice detective work finding this place," Kara mocked.
"What happens to me now?" Professor Alien wondered.
"Oh, the execution is still on," Kara told him.
"Oh dear," he said pathetically.
"Nah, I'm just fucking with you. I pardon you," Kara said to him touching his nose with her two fingers.
"Oh, thank you," Professor Alien said gratefully.
"Now, you better hook me up with some of that good shit," Kara told him.
Kara dropped Professor Alien off at his university. "I'm grateful I did not acquire the ability to fly on this planet," he said.
"Oh, we're both going to be flying like a kite soon," Kara said hopefully.
"What do you mean?" Professor Alien asked.
"Where's the weed?" Kara asked bluntly.
"I got out of the drug business a long time ago," Professor Alien said awkwardly.
"You better be fucking with me. That's the only reason I let you go," Kara said pissed. "What about all your students?"
"I always teach them to abstain from drugs," Professor Alien said sheepishly.
"My whole evening is ruined," Kara said angrily.
"I'm sorry," Professor Alien said sincerely.
"You know what? It's cool. Have a good evening," Kara said flying away.
Kara entered Maxwell's cell. "You're free to go," Kara said as the door to Maxwell's cell opened.
"That's unexpected. Why?" Maxwell asked.
"Because I want to continue our little game. While you have been in this cell, Alex and I have accumulated evidence against you that would fill this room. So long as you don't reveal my identity or that of the DEO, you get to go free," Kara said.
"Have you ever heard of the story of the fox and the scorpion," Maxwell smiled.
"I can't drown, Maxwell. You can expose my true identity, threaten the people I love, and maybe even invent a weapon that might tickle me. But you'll never kill me. No one can. So, you sting me, and I'll kill you and then I'll keep living for as long as the sun keeps shining," Kara said.
"I heard you killed Master Jailer. Why?" Maxwell asked. "Wasn't he doing the DEO's bidding killing criminals that have escaped?"
"There will only be one executioner on this world and that is me," Kara told him.
Kara entered the Catco office and was quickly ambushed by Siobhan. "Just want you to know, I did all your work for you while you were gone," she said smartly. "I don't think Cat even noticed a difference."
"I wish...I wish I gave a shit," Kara replied. "I have concluded that I don't like you, after all."
"Oh really? I'm not here to make friends. I'm here to kick ass," Siobhan said.
"I would actually admire your tenacity if it were on the battlefield instead of a gossip magazine office," Kara mocked.
"I will be the next Cat Grant," Siobhan said and then prattled on about her ambitions. "Soon, you'll be booking my wax appointments."
"I will gladly book an appointment to have your ass shaved," Kara replied.
Kara exited the office and went onto the balcony to meet with James. "I just want to thank you for keeping me on the right path."
"You freed a murdering psychopath who has billions at his disposal," James criticized.
"What must I do to please you?" Kara pleaded.
"I'm just fucking with you," James smiled.
"Thanks. You make me a better hero, you know that?" Kara said gratefully.
"Kara, you are the worst superhero ever. I'm just satisfied you haven't become a villain. Then, we would all be fucked," James said.
"Something other than me destroying the world got you bothered?" Kara asked.
"Lucy bitched me out for lying about you. I need to tell her the truth," James said.
"The truth about you cheating on her with me?" Kara wondered.
"No, no, I need to tell her that you're Supergirl," James said seriously.
"Well, why not have the whole office know," Kara said sarcastically.
"I won't tell her unless you give me permission to," James said sincerely.
"I'll think about it," Kara said honestly.
Kara entered the Alura hologram chamber with Hank standing by. "How can I be of assistance to you, Kara?" Alura asked.
"This asshole killed your sister. I just wanted you to know that," Kara said to her.
"Kiss my black ass, Kara," Hank said annoyed. "I thought we were in here for official business."
"Okay, okay," Kara said. "Tell me about Myriad," Kara ordered.
"Warning, this construct is not authorized to discuss Myriad," Alura said suddenly.
"No seriously, what is it?" Kara asked.
"Warning, continued questioning about Myriad will result in this AI's self-destruction," Alura warned.
"Yeah, right. No balls," Kara doubted. "What is...," Kara began and then the hologram disappeared. Kara turned to see that Hank had already turned the hologram off.
"What could be so terrible that a hologram won't even discuss it?" Hank wondered.
"She reminds me of my mom," Kara mused. "But now all I can think of is Astra and how you killed her."
"I'm sorry you weren't there to have seen it," Hank said rudely.
"I need space. Space from you," Kara said obnoxiously and left the room.
Author's Notes: The physics of red sunlight never made much sense to me. If a Kryptonian always lived in red sunlight, they should remain weak. But Superman/Supergirl should still have reserves or else they would lose their powers at night when there is no sunlight at all. Kara will further explain the nature of red sunlight in Season 2. In CW 1X13-15, I was not impressed by how long it took for CW Kara to figure out that Alex had been the one to kill Astra. Here, Adventures Kara continues to antagonize Hank to get Alex to finally confess.