Spacecraft rockets its line over the stars in space.

Oliver and Kara. They've just finished dealing with a space temple. Grabbed a powerful source. Killed every last of those life forms in that planet. And blew up the planet's core so no one will trace their tales back to wherever place Kara and Oliver stare their lives on.

Now they both depose on bed. Naked. Playing a game related to sex. The scene was so intense that they were losing their minds. Moaning. Shouting. Laughing. Kissing. Their sex got more frequent than ever. In their daily lives, they barely held a day to rough a skin up. Now here they are beating themselves up like toys.

Currently, Kara overlays on Oliver. Humping the latter. Sticking her lips to Oliver's like glue.

Oliver has no strength that dominates over her wife. Kara is leagues above in strength. She could break his spine in seconds. The latter lost all control over her powers. They've radiated everywhere. Even the air. Even on Oliver's skin. Her touch was so greasy.

The two parted ways after ripping their souls inside them.

"So what's your best part from this?"

Oliver chuckles upon hearing this.

"Can't tell"

Kara leans further on his chest. Close to his mouth.

"Come on you do. You've been having this for years. Tell me".

The question went on and on. But Oliver still couldn't answer.

Oliver, whom squats over by Kara behind him, paces for a drink.

"I'm telling you Kara I don't know. I've had this experience for years but I never pick out my top best moments from sex. So please can we move on from this"

"Fine"

The two shared a drink and pour it down their throats.

Ending their sex scene.

"Why didn't you kill him?", Oliver asked, who took a large sip from his drink.

"Who?". Kara followed on after drinking a large sip from his drink.

"Clark. I've heard you've taken a visit to him and Lois. You could've killed him"

Kara's hands clenched. Hearing the sentence in relation to that she could've killed him boils her head up.

"Darkseid. He wanted my cousin to stay alive. He wants him to see his adopted world crumble and reform. 10 years. He told me to wait 10 years. Then I can kill Kal-El".

"10 years?", Oliver shocks a charge. "By then Clark could somehow regain his strength. Form a bigger alliance".

"I know. I'm even more pissed at this than anyone is. Kal-El will die. I will seize his head as one of my trophies"

Flashback

2016

National City

Supergirl, whom flies in mid air over the towers of her city, spots a few robberies on deck.

'Just another day to handle'.

Kara perches her flight distance to reach down. To stop them from accomplishing their goal.

A 1000 metres away, the latter is close. To put their heads down on ground. But a sudden blur shoved her off. Knocking her off flight. To a nearby building. Which didn't crash.

The hit wasn't so hard.

Kara's Apartment

As Kara regains consciousnesses from someone, she visions clearly in the face of Clark Kent. As Superman.

"Clark? What the hell is going on here?!", Kara demands.

"You need to retire".

Retire? No way Kara would fall to retirement.

When Superman commanded her to drop her cape, Kara was ascertain to finding out why.

"After all we've been through. Why do you believe I should?"

"Because the president ordered me to seal yourself from ever taking on that rope", Clark folds regretfully.

"Screw the president. Clark you're better than-"

"If we see that suit worn again. If you ever engage in contact with any allies. Even Oliver Queen. Your identity will be outed", Clark threatened. Clark knew where the line is. He just couldn't suppress the urge in doing so. All he wanted is seeing that he's family is safe. So if he goes brutal, that's his choice. That's what the president expects from his top man.

Kara was heavily shattered. Her love for Clark as a cousin. That bond broke. They used to be so close.

When Clark was a child, Kara would most times look after him.

Now Clark's sense of brutality in his voice broke every line Kara held deep in herself.

This is where she could feel it. Her sense of justice slowly fracturing. The path slowly rivers her to the age of darkness.

Present Timeline

Oliver and Kara steer themselves in a nearby space bar located miles away from their last trip. Drinks on their table sides.

"Cheers". Kara and Oliver knotted on the sides of their space cups as they seep into the taste.

As Kara dipped her drink, she grins her eyes on Oliver. To cheek his reaction over space drink.

"How is it?"

Oliver's chins turn like a crisp.

"What the hell is this?", Oliver bites his face in excite. Like a reaction from the drink suddenly hopped him planks across the whole multiverse

"Just a drink. Ollie. Just a drink". Kara tans her lips in shape of blood drooling over as a smile.

They can do whatever they want. As long as they don't hover above the New God's laws.