Season 2

A less-than-sober Supergirl approached a Kryptonian pod with J'onn at her side. "Looks like I can't catch a damn break. It's just too much to ask that I be able to have a house party with friends and family," Kara said annoyed as she stumbled towards the pod.

"Be careful," J'onn warned her.

"Oh yeah?" Kara mocked and then tore off the capsule's hatch revealing a young man inside.

"What is it?" J'onn asked concernedly.

"Well, hello beautiful," Kara smirked as she saw the sleeping Mon-El.

J'onn led Kara to the new DEO building in the middle of Metropolis. He transformed back into Hank and entered through the glass doors. "What's this place?" Kara wondered.

"The new headquarters for the DEO. This is some sweet prime real estate. The Senate approved our new funding," Hank said.

"So, whenever an enemy attacks us it will be right in the middle of the city. Great location," Kara scoffed.

"Kiss my ass. I'm done living in a cave," Hank said.

Kara met up with Alex who was already present ready for action. "We have the Kryptonian under observation. Want to have a look?" Alex asked.

"Do I?" Kara said enthusiastically.

"He's comatose. His vitals are stable though," Alex said.

"He could be dangerous. Put him in a Kryptonite field," Hank ordered.

"That could sterilize his sperm," Kara pointed out.

"Kara, what the fuck do you want with that?" Hank questioned.

"Winn, analyze the pod's flight path. I find it really suspicious that it landed in Metropolis," Alex ordered.

"On it," Winn said walking out of the room.

Alex turned to Kara. "You going to watch the Venture launch?" she asked.

"Why the fuck would I do that?" Kara wondered. "I have a date with James anyway."

"Aren't you still with Winn?" Alex asked.

"Let's forget that ever happened," Kara said softly. "You know, I just want to do what normal people do on dates. I want to have dinner, get wasted, have a one-night stand, and wake up in the morning filled with regret."

"Okay," Alex allowed.

"Okay, what?" Kara asked impatiently.

"You don't seem too enthusiastic about this," Alex noted.

"Says the girl that never dates...men," Kara shot back.

"I'm too busy cleaning up after you," Alex said snidely.

Kara noticed her phone ringing inside her bra and took it out. "Well, I can either go back to the office or continue to get bitched out by you. I've assessed the situation and I'm leaving," Kara said taking off.

Cat exited her private elevator and entered her office with Kara right behind her. "You know, the Venture program recruited me to go but what do I have in common with a bunch of rich folks that are desperate to find meaning to their wretched lives?" Cat said.

"There's a lot to unpack there," Kara smirked.

"So, what's your answer?" Cat asked.

"Answer to what?" Kara asked obliviously.

"Your vocation," Cat said obviously.

"I have reported fifty-five Facebook users for service violations," Kara said proudly.

"And that's what you want to do with the rest of your life? You want to watch Youtube videos and bust trolls on Facebook?" Cat asked unimpressed.

"And occasionally save the world," Kara reminded her.

"I'm offering you the keys to the kingdom, and you just don't give a shit, do you?" Cat glared.

"You know me so well," Kara gave her a fake smile. "To be fair, you only gave me twelve hours to think about this, and I had to deal with another Kryptonian landing in Metropolis. I also needed to sleep."

"How many hours do you think I slept last night?" Cat asked rhetorically.

"It's not my fault you have a cocaine addiction," Kara excused herself.

"Fuck you, Kara. I spend every spare hour making this company great," Cat said scornfully.

"Alright, one time, I took this Facebook personality quiz, and it said I should be in marketing," Kara grinned. "Oh, what do you know? There are job offerings within the company where I would get paid a whole lot more."

"That's the most pathetic thing I have ever heard," Cat lectured. "Superman has a calling to fly around helping people because there is a need for it. Look inward, Kara."

"Superman flies around because he has a guilt complex because he couldn't save his adopted father. He's primarily concerned with saving Lois Lane, because he's completely and totally whipped," Kara corrected.

"I'm giving you two days to unfuck yourself. Don't disappoint me," Cat ordered her.

Kara opened her door and let James into her apartment. "I know how you like to stay in, so I got pizza and pot-stickers," James said.

"You're the best, James," Kara said and started shoving food in her mouth.

"I'm surprised you're not watching the Venture launch," James noted.

"I only watch NASA TV when I'm having trouble getting to sleep," Kara said.

"If you turn it on now, you can see the launch. I know how you like fire and explosions," James said knowingly.

Kara nodded and turned on the TV. The Venture shuttle lifted off and went into low orbit. In space, one of the engines suddenly exploded and the craft headed down into the atmosphere. "Pray to God, Superman is watching this," the anchorman said.

"You going to attend to that?" James asked.

"I'm almost done," Kara said shoving the last pot-sticker in her mouth.

Superman sped towards the doomed shuttle and took hold of one of its wings. The wing broke off from the stress and went into a spin. Superman then tried to grab onto the other wing only to have that tear off. Gripping the rear of the craft, Superman attempted to slow the craft down.

Supergirl took hold of the nose and slowed it down to the ground in the middle of a baseball field. The crowd gave a loud applause as the craft was saved. "That's what I'm talking about," Kara said pleased and then realized she was in the NY Mets stadium.

"Damn it," she muttered.

Superman took hold of the door hatch and took it off. "Remember folks, statistically speaking, flying is the safest way to travel," he told them.

"Hey, you saved these people. Want a ball cap?" a baseball player offered.

"No, get that thing the fuck away from me," Kara said as if it were cursed.

"Was it really necessary to drop it in a huge stadium filled with people?" Superman asked Kara.

"Well, I could use the good press, and I know you won't start shit in front of all these people," Kara fake smiled for the cameras.

"Kara, language," Superman lectured.

"Kiss my ass, Clark," Kara said as she continued waving to the crowd.

Kara flew into the DEO with Superman right behind her. The DEO personnel suddenly came to attention for him. "Oh, fuck me, right?" Kara said of them.

Superman started shaking hands with all the DEO personnel like a boss as Kara awkwardly looked on. "It's an honor, Sir," a soon-to-be traitor DEO agent said to Superman.

"Pleasure," Superman replied politely. "I just want to thank you all for your hard work protecting Earth."

"Did you know she was bringing him here?" Hank asked Alex.

"She doesn't tell me anything, Hank," Alex reminded him.

"Oh...," Winn said as he saw Superman come towards him. "You are my hero, man. I worship you."

"I'm just a man," Superman told him.

Alex gave Superman a hug. "I heard your father's still alive. He meant a lot to me. I'll be looking for him," Superman promised.

"J'onn," Superman addressed Hank.

"Superman," J'onn frowned.

"Don't worry. I won't be staying long. I did notice you have a Kryptonian under guard here," Superman said.

"Follow me," Hank said leading Superman to the lab.

"Your cousin smells terrific," Alex said to Kara.

"I know, right? Engine fuel is intoxicating," Kara agreed.

Kara joined Superman in the lab as he looked over Mon. "Did you try using a quantum scan to determine his age?" Superman asked.

"A what?" Kara wondered.

"Maybe, I'm asking the wrong person," Superman said condescendingly.

"I studied quantum mechanics in elementary school, so you can go fuck yourself," Kara shot back.

"I'm sorry, Kara. I didn't mean it like that," Superman said with a gentle expression.

"So, my handy translator decrypted the Kryptonian data log. It appears he went through the cigar nebula," Winn said.

"The wall of stars," Kara nodded. "My father took me there once because, you know, we had faster-than-light space travel on Krypton," she rubbed it in.

"Also, time doesn't pass there. That's why he looks so very young," Kara said drooling.

"Speaking of age, you're sixteen years older than Kara, right? Cuz, you don't look it," Winn complimented.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Kara asked pissed off.

"Kryptonians age a lot slower here on Earth," Superman explained.

"You look fantastic," Winn smiled.

"Wow, Winn, are you done sucking my cousin's dick?" Kara asked annoyed.

"Kara, be nice to your friend," Superman lectured.

"We have more important things to talk about," Hank said before Kara could retort.

"Such as?" Kara wondered.

"The Venture," Hank answered and led them all outside the clinic. "The company said the explosion occurred when the ship reached low orbit."

"So?" Kara asked bored.

"Well, if something like that was going to happen it would have done so earlier in the flight," Superman figured.

"Exactly," Hank agreed. "I think we should investigate it since the Venture was built here in Metropolis," Hank said.

"Maybe, a mild-mannered reporter could make inquiries while he's here in Metropolis," Superman suggested.

"Like who?" Kara wondered.

"Actually, I was going to have my team look into it," Hank said rudely.

"Why not both?" Alex suggested.

"You can access Catco's computers and personnel. I practically run the place," Kara said to Superman.

"I would be delighted to come with you," Superman smiled.

At Catco, Kara laughed amused as she walked past Clark helping someone pick up their folders. "This isn't the Daily Planet. You don't have to act and talk like a retard," Kara told him.

"That was actually real," Clark said as he caught up with Kara.

Clark then greeted James with their secret handshake, a kiss on each cheek, a bear-hug, and finished with a mutual ass squeeze. "It's good to see you, buddy," James said.

"Well, I've missed you at the Daily Planet," Clark said sincerely.

"I only missed you," James smiled.

Kara stared at the two of them in disgust and horror. She turned to see Cat calling for her. "Why the fuck did you bring Clark Kent in here?" she raged.

"What's the big deal?" Kara asked unconcernedly.

"He's the best reporter in the business. He uncovers everything. Just having him in the building endangers everything I've built," Cat said.

"Well, he's my cousin, so I'll tell him to be nice," Kara assured her.

Cat slowly connected the dots. "You mean...Superman?"

"And now he knows that you know," Kara smiled condescendingly.

Cat covered her mouth and then composed herself. She then spoke Kryptonian to Kara knowing Superman wouldn't understand it even if he overheard it. "Is he still seeing Lois Lane?" Cat asked Kara.

"Yep and she knows the secret, too. So does James, the entire Justice League, Lex Luthor, and everyone that knows my own secret identity," Kara said amused.

"You would think electronic ID would have been able to discover Superman's identity," Cat figured.

"Shut you down, he can create an illusion around his face to avoid such scans," Kara said.

"Why don't you do that?" Cat wondered.

"Because it requires a lot of focus, and I don't give enough of a shit," Kara said honestly.

Kara then picked up her phone and switched back to English. "Sup?"

"There was one seat left open on the Venture: Lena Luthor," Alex told her.

"Why would she book herself on a doomed ship? Obviously, she's being framed," Kara said bored.

"Take Clark and look into it," Alex ordered.

"Fine, whatever," Kara rolled her eyes. Exiting Cat's office, Kara regrouped with James. "I saw what you did with the Venture. Really? The NY Mets stadium?" James said amused.

"Yeah...," Kara muttered. "You offended I ditched you to save two hundred rich snots?"

"No, it's cool. You've always been a good sport about making it up to me," James smiled.

"So, why did we come here again?" Clark wondered.

"So, I could brief my boss on what's going on. It's my primary job," Kara said nonchalantly.

"How much did you tell her?" Clark asked anxiously.

"Uh, everything," Kara said awkwardly. "Anyway, Alex determined that the person missing from the Venture flight was Lena Luthor."

"We should talk to her then," Clark suggested.

"Like she's going to just let us in and allow us to ask her incriminating questions?" Kara doubted.

"For some reason, I've never had a problem with that," Clark smiled.

At L Corp, Clark and Kara made their way to Lena Luthor's office. "There's a perfectly reasonable explanation for why I wasn't aboard the Venture, yesterday. There was an emergency regarding the planning for a ceremony I'm holding tomorrow. I'm renaming my family's company and had to cancel,"

"Yeah...you gave up your chance to fly in space to plan a ceremony? That sounds like bullshit to me," Kara said bluntly.

"I put my company and its workers above my own personal pleasures," Lena shot back.

"Admirable and lucky," Clark allowed.

"Lucky that Superman was there to save the day," Lena said.

"Not something I would expect a Luthor to say," Clark smiled politely.

"Supergirl was also there," Kara fumed.

"And who...are you, exactly?" Lena asked suspiciously.

"I'm Kara Danvers, a reporter for Catco magazine," Kara said lamely.

"That's not a publication known for hard-hitting journalism. More like high-waisted jeans, yes or no?" Lena mocked.

"People question that?" Kara wondered.

"Can we speed this interview along?" Lena asked dismissively.

"Did you have anything to do with the explosion?" Clark asked bluntly.

"You wouldn't be asking if my last name was Smith," Lena said annoyed.

"Ah, but it's not. It's Luthor," Clark shut her down.

"Some steel under that Kansas wheat," Lena remarked turned on by Clark's aggressiveness. "I wasn't always a Luthor. I was adopted when I was four," Lena explained.

"I, too, was adopted into a fucked-up family. I know how you feel," Kara nodded.

"Really, Kara?" Clark shook his head at her.

"The one that made me feel most welcome was Lex but then he went on his reign of terror in Metropolis. Declared war on Superman and committed unspeakable crimes," Lena said.

"His reign of terror was more like a few hours," Kara rolled her eyes.

"When Superman put him in jail, I vowed to take my family's company back and rename it L Corp. Make it a force for good," Lena said.

"I would have gone with L Word," Kara grinned.

"I'm just a woman trying to make a name for herself outside of her family. Can you understand that?" Lena asked seriously.

"If that's true, why the L? You could use the letter A for example," Clark suggested.

"I tried but that asshole Tony Stark wouldn't let me," Lena said annoyed. "I know why you're here. A subsidiary of my company made the part that exploded on the Venture. This drive contains all the information we have on the oscillator. I hope it helps in your investigation."

"You could give this to the FBI," Clark suggested.

"I already have," Lena said. "But those government fools aren't likely to figure anything out, but I'm betting the legendary Clark Kent can get it done," Lena said biting her lip and giving him a sexy pose on her desk.

"Thank you," Clark said politely.

"Give me a chance, Mr. Kent. I'm here for a fresh start. Let me have one," Lena said to him.

"Good day, Ms. Luthor," Clark said and walked out with Kara.

"I didn't see anything when I X-rayed the building," Clark admitted as the two of them walked the streets.

"Oh, you actually did that?" Kara said surprised. "So, what do you think?"

"I've learned not to believe anything a Luthor says," Clark said skeptically.

"I know I'm not a reporter, but you only talked with Luthor twice. Once at his party and the night he unleashed Doomsday," Kara said.

"I learned everything I needed from that night," Clark said confidently.

"Well, she was very cooperative which means she's guilty as sin," Kara said pleased.

"Why are you happy about that?" Clark asked.

"Well, I need a new intelligent witty villain after the last one," Kara said obviously.

"The last one?" Clark wondered.

"Oh, Maxwell Lord was so good. He threatened everyone I knew, he tested me, he cloned me, he tried to kill me, and we even became allies against the evil Kryptonians. I would never have found Fort Rozz without him," Kara said reflectively.

"So, the two of you are good then," Clark figured.

"Well, yeah, because he's dead," Kara said obviously.

Clark spat out his coffee. "Excuse me?"

"Yeah, he was planning something super devious, and I had to end our little game," Kara said vaguely.

"You killed him?" Clark asked accusingly.

"It's not a big deal. I've killed hundreds of bad guys in the last few months," Kara said nonchalantly.

Clark was about to go into full lecture mode when he got a call from Lois. "Yes, freshly squeezed. I'll get it," Clark assured her.

"You are so whipped," Kara said as he hung up.

"It's called caring. You'll want Jimmy to do the same for you," Clark said.

"I'd rather not. I like it when he does his own thing and doesn't give a shit about me. He's so independent and free," Kara said admiringly.

"That's like the opposite of a relationship," Clark told her.

"How do you do it all? Be the best reporter in the business, a caring boyfriend, and Superman?" Kara asked.

"Wait...you're Superman?" a bystander asked stunned.

"Oh, God damn it," Kara sighed as she clutched the man and kissed him.

"You're pretty good at that," Clark winced.

"I've had a lot of practice," Kara shook her head.

"Wow, I only did it that one time...," Clark muttered. "To answer your question, being a reporter links all of my identities together. As a reporter, I know what's going on in the world when it happens, which allows me to save people, and it allows me to be with Lois every day."

"A reporter, huh?" Kara considered.

Hank walked up to a conflicted Alex. "What's on your mind, Agent Danvers?" Hank asked. Alex was about to speak when Hank laughed. "Sorry, that was a joke. I don't really give a shit."

"I know why you and Superman aren't the best of friends," Alex said.

"You should put down those comic books," Hank mocked.

"Operation Emerald isn't a comic, asshole," Alex said flopping it on the table.

"When the Kryptonians arrived with their world engine, they left behind a large supply of radioactive Kryptonite. As director of the DEO, I took as much of it as I could," Hank said. "Superman wanted me to destroy it after it was used against him by Batman."

"What did you say?" Alex asked curiously.

"I told him to go fuck himself," Hank said seriously. "There are other Kryptonians out there with unlimited power. We need it to protect ourselves."

"Including Kara?" Alex questioned.

"Holy fuck, yes!" Hank said obviously. "What if she gets out of control or someone mind rapes her? After the Red Kryptonite incident, I realized how powerful she truly is. Not only do I have it but other agencies have it as well. I even gave some of it to Lex Corp," Hank said.

"That's fucked up, Hank," Alex said disappointedly.

"We may have a problem?" Winn interrupted. "The oscillator that exploded on the Venture was located right underneath seat 23b."

"Which is relevant, how?" Hank asked impatiently.

"According to the manifest, Lena Luther was supposed to be in that seat," Winn said.

"So, she was the target," Alex realized.

"That's retarded. Had the explosion worked as it should, everyone on-board would have been killed. It's irrelevant where the bomb was placed. However, we are now led to believe that Lena Luthor is innocent because the bomb was under her seat. Therefore, she must be guilty," Hank theorized.

"Wow, I would never have thought...," Winn said lamely.

"We can expert further 'attacks' against Lena Luthor to generate more sympathy for her in the press. The best thing to do is to do nothing," Hank said.

Lena entered her personal helicopter on her company's helipad. "Should be a smooth flight, Miss Luthor," the pilot said.

"Now, you jinxed us. Thanks, shit-head," Lena said displeased.

"Statistically speaking, it is the safest way to travel," the pilot said lamely.

"I don't pay you to talk. Get me in the air," Lena said rudely.

As the helicopter took off, drones circled by. Targeting the helicopter, the drone let loose machine gunfire. Superman and Supergirl arrived just in time to shield the helicopter. "I thought you two might show up," a voice said from the drones.

"If you were expecting us to show up, you should have brought something a little more powerful," Superman chided.

"I did. I brought my wits. I have drones planted throughout the city targeting civilians as we speak. Your choice, aliens," the voice replied.

"Do you want the civilians or the chopper?" Superman asked.

"Do you really need to ask?" Kara rolled her eyes.

Superman dashed away blasting away drones with his heat vision while Kara stayed behind with the chopper. The drone targeting the chopper launched a small missile. Kara got in the way of its path and let it explode on her. The smoke faded revealing an unharmed Supergirl. Kara then blasted the drone with heat vision. The chopper went back down to the helipad.

Kara casually strolled over to the helicopter and opened the door. "Pretty risky having your own assassin use real bullets."

"You think I hired an assassin to kill me?" Lena asked stupefied.

"Uhmm...yeah," Kara said obviously.

"You're fucked up in the head. You're different than Superman. You're a rude obnoxious killer," Lena accused.

"That's right, let the hate flow through you. I haven't had a good adversary in a while," Kara said hopefully.

"I don't want to fight you. You're insane," Lena said.

"Alright, I'll figure it out on my own," Kara rolled her eyes and flew off.

Kara strolled into the Catco office as Eve Teschmacher ran out of Cat's office crying. "Nice," Kara smiled as she saw her.

"She cries more than Halle Berry at award shows," Cat mocked.

"At least she laughs when she receives her Razzy," Kara added. "So, why not fire her? Waiting for the right moment?"

"Oh, Kara, everything is going so right though. I have followed every one of my passions. I've achieved everything I've ever wanted to achieve," Cat said.

"So, I'm guessing world peace wasn't on your to-do list," Kara smirked.

"I...am at the top...of my game," Cat said.

"You're drunk...again," Kara smiled condescendingly.

"The question is what the hell is wrong with you? You have the entire world at your feet. You can get any man, any job you wish for. And yet, you're still indecisive," Cat said.

"I think you're confusing indecisiveness with pure laziness," Kara replied.

"You're like the girl that's on the shore. You want to dive in but you know the water is cold and when you reach the other side you will have become a new person. You are scared to meet the new version of yourself," Cat said.

"Oh my God, I'm being rebooted," Kara said anxiously.

"No, Kara. You have twelve hours. Now, get the fuck out of my office," Cat ordered.

At the DEO, Winn analyzed the drone wreckage. "We have a partial fingerprint."

"John Corbin, an assassin for hire. He's been linked to intergang, Kasnian terrorists, and genocide," Hank said of his profile.

"Have I killed Kasnians yet?" Kara wondered.

"Yes, you killed dozens of them when you were under Red Kryptonite," Alex confirmed.

"Good times," Kara recalled.

"Who would want Lena Luthor dead?" Superman wondered.

"She obviously hired an assassin to gain sympathy," Kara said.

"We think alike," Hank agreed.

"That's crazy," Superman doubted. "Those were real bullets."

"Well, this John Corbin is a total noob then. We have a voice recording, a partial print, and he failed to kill his target twice," Kara said disappointedly.

"We'll put her under surveillance until we know for sure," Hank said.

"I can't agree with that. You're trampling over people's civil liberties," Superman said.

"I don't give a shit," Hank replied.

"Kara, back me up on this," Superman requested.

"I'm not really into your political bullshit. The only thing I'm interested in is killing this fool," Kara said.

"Hank has Kryptonite, the thing that can kill us," Superman pointed out.

"I'll admit it stings but kill is too strong a word for it," Kara rolled her eyes.

"A spear made of Kryptonite killed Doomsday. It can kill us, too," Superman argued.

"How do I put this? To me, Doomsday was a really obnoxious snapping turtle," Kara said.

"You're not as strong as you think you are and one day a crazy maniac may get the better of you," Superman lectured.

"Fingers crossed," Kara mocked.

Superman turned to Hank. "As long as you store Kryptonite, I can't be involved with the DEO."

Lena Luthor took to the stage in the park. "I will be first to admit that my brother is an asshole. My family owes a debt, and I don't mean all the pending lawsuits that I cannot comment on. I intend to make a new fresh start by renaming the company L Corp."

"So, you're just taking two letters off," a reporter asked skeptically.

"Hey, we spent several months and millions of dollars on focus groups to get to this name," Lena said defensively.

"Are you officially coming out?" a reporter asked.

"What are you talking about?" Lena asked impatiently.

"It just seems very similar to the L Word," the reporter smirked.

"Yeah, I get it. Fuck you," Lena said to the smug male reporter. "We're going to chart a brighter future."

Suddenly, an explosion ripped through the L Corp. building blasting people into the air. Kara quickly became Supergirl and saved James from getting hit with debris while an even larger piece of debris crushed a dozen people. The stage Lena was on was completely on fire.

Superman flew up to L Corp. building and kept it from falling over. Alex, meanwhile, looked for John Corbin in the crowd. John was dressed in a police uniform actively searching for Lena like a T-1000. Just as he was about to fire on Lena, Alex took control of his arm. The two struggled as they fought each other with hand-to-hand combat. John finally got the better of the fight taking Alex hostage with his pistol.

Kara landed and came up to them. "Let her go."

"You're gonna let me out of here," John said pointing his pistol at Alex's head.

"Not bad. You might actually prove yourself worthy," Kara said impressed.

John was suddenly shot in the back twice by Lena Luthor with a pistol. One of the bullets severed John's spine paralyzing him. "Well...shit," Kara said disappointedly

"Thank you, Mr. Kent. This is the kind of press we need," Lena Luthor said pleased as she read the Daily Planet headline from her office.

"To be fair, I don't make the headlines," Clark said. "Still, I'm convinced Lex Luthor tried to kill you for changing your company's name."

"He thinks he has connections on the outside. Well, I have connections on the inside. Let's just say Lex's new bunkmate is going to make him a prison bitch," Lena said angrily.

"I didn't need to know that," Clark said disturbed.

"And what do you think, Kara Danvers?" Lena asked.

"You're a female CEO that just shot a man. You'll do well in this town," Kara smiled.

Kara came into the Catco office ready to go. "I've made my decision," Kara said to Cat.

"Four minutes and thirty seconds before the deadline. Do you have no shame?" Cat asked.

"Nope," Kara replied.

"So, what job do you want to have for your career, a career that will define who you are, a career where you will do the most good for society?" Cat asked.

"All week, I have been writing positive reviews for horrible products and can you believe it, people believed me and bought them," Kara chuckled. "I'm going with my first choice: marketing."

"You're going to be a reporter," Cat ordered.

Kara stared at Cat and then sighed. "Damn...it."

"You will write positive stories about Catco and pass them off as truth," Cat told her.

"This is such bullshit. The pay sucks," Kara complained.

"If you want money, just steal it from some third-world country that hates America," Cat recommended.

"Is my new boss an asshole?" Kara asked hopefully.

"Oh, yes," Cat confirmed.

"Well...good then," Kara accepted.

In a dark underground lair, John Corbin was rebuilt as a cyborg. His brain was placed inside a metal skull. His entire body was metallic endoskeleton. John was then given artificial skin and hair to look human. Inside his chest cavity was a large Kryptonian rock.

"You are no longer John Corbin. You are now Metallo," Lillian Luthor said, proud of her creation.