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Chapter 3: First Meeting with the Sister Danvers
Catco has always been and still is the top purveyor of Media content in the world, to gain a good position in the company was like being given a mile head start in the race for success.
So understandably the workload was exponentially more arduous at this company than any other, some employees would have to stay full days in the building or bring their work home just to keep up, it kept everyone busy with little time for rest.
Everyone but one black haired man that was leaning back in chair balancing a pencil under his nose. Being smarter was great and he would never take it for granted, but when it wasn't put to the test and only used on menial labor it got boring.
He'd already finished a weeks worth of work so he was good on that front but he still had two hours of his shift left, he wanted to get started on the multiple projects he'd had in mind but he only had access to his Catco computer and he couldn't very well have secret projects on a system that someone else can access.
Leaning up he decided that he would have to find something lying around to keep him from being bored.
Turning towards his desk he began looking through all the drawers and found some word puzzles, a rubix cube and a book on learning Spanish.
Goddamn he was boring!
Sighing he took the items out "Well guess I gotta work with this." Taking out the miscellaneous items he began completing them, unfortunately this did little to ward off his boredom, the puzzles took him a good minute each and the rubix cube took about five, so he continued on to the only really interesting item of the bunch.
Winn had apparently taken up learning Spanish, not surprising seeing as how he learns alien languages later on but still interesting. Deciding to start from scratch he cracked open the book and began learning another language.
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One hour later
Eidetic Memory. The ability to vividly recall images from memory after only a few instances of exposure with high precision without the need for a mnemonic device.
An ability that Winn had happily discovered he was in possession of. He had tried to learn other languages in his previous life however he could never remember all the words and phrases necessary. Now though he knew all the basics to the Spanish language, he just wished he'd had this shit in high school.
He'd already read the book cover to cover but he wanted to make double sure he knew how to converse with anyone who had it as their first language.
Finishing up his second read he decided to get a move on, he may not of been done his shift but no one is going to tell the guy who finished all his work and then some that he can't go home early.
That is if he was going home.
Entering the elevator he pressed the button for the top floor, arriving with a ding Winn followed the stairs up to the roof of the Catco building. Stepping out into the open he walked to the center of the helipad and allowed himself to be wrapped up by the rushing breeze that met his form.
While he was free at his desk he had some time to think about future, namely the future of his powers, he had thought of multiple different applications of his ability to manipulate the air. He'd also thought of the difference between first time he used his power and when he practiced used. A mistake he had made when using his powers was that he tried to contain it.
His essence was the wind, if he tried force it to have form when he had just started using his powers it would be detrimental to his growth. Another thought that passed through his mind was how he would have to train his powers from then on, although he could produce air from his body to use, it wasn't his main power his ability in its simplicity was to manipulate the air in his surroundings.
So the best way to understand and improve on his power was to be constantly surrounded by it. The Catco building was tall, like one of National City's biggest towers so it was a no brainer that when he got up there he'd be buffeted by wind on all sides.
And that's just what he wanted. Taking a seat on the ground in a lotus position he simply did nothing, he didn't meditate, he didn't contemplate he didn't even think. The only thing he focused on was the air shifting around him, some moment he would try to reach out and control the direction moved or just swirl it around himself. He continued his practice in quiet bliss.
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Six Hours Later
Opening his eyes Winn felt a sense of calm from his practice, his control had improved considerably he noted as he slowly bended the air to glide through his fingers and around his arm. His body had gotten stiff from staying in the same position for so long. He made note to begin doing some flexibility exercise at a later point.
Making his way to the elevator he decided to go back for that Spanish book, so he'd have something to read on his walk back to his apartment. Exiting the elevator and walking towards his desk he was confused to see somebody already at his computer typing away.
It was Keith.
Walking up to him he spoke out loud "So should I ask why you're on my computer or should I just go immediately to Cat."
Surprised at his sudden appearance Keith jumped up and Winn got s good look at him, he was nothing special just a generic brown haired blue eyed white guy, also they were around the same age but everyone said he looked young.
As Keith stood there Winn made his way over to the computer and grabbed the book off his desk, only pausing slightly to glance at what he suspected was a malware program Keith was trying to to put on his equipment.
Turning towards the bit- Keith Winn simply stared at him for a moment. Keith put up a face of confidence and bravado and moved to speak up, only to be smacked right across the face. Hard.
Holding his cheek he stepped towards Winn with an affronted look on his face only to catch a backhand to the other side of his face.
"Those were bitch slaps, slaps meant for a bitch, I.E. you" Winn spoke calmly and slowly but he had an irritated look on his face "now you listen and you listen good, I've put up with you waltzing in here like you own the place and flirting with my best friend, but I've had enough of your shit! Now I'm going to come back tomorrow at my regular time and if this bullshit is on my computer, I will knock you the fuck OUT, do we have an understanding?" He made sure that he uttered every word precisely so that Keith could hear him.
By the end of the rant Keith was shaking in his shoes and could only nod. "Good." Gathering his items together he patted Keith on the shoulder-taking a certain amount of joy from him flinching- before walking towards the elevator and leaving the building.
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"Shit shit shit!" Alex Danvers prided herself on being on time and never messing around when something serious was involved, especially her DEO work, which was why was kicking herself for taking so long helping her younger sister prepare for an obviously fruitless blind date.
Don't get her wrong she loved Kara and wanted her to have all the happiness in the world but she just wasn't a blind date type of girl. She was a sweet mushy love at first sight type of girl that you see in cheesy romcoms.
That was where Alex differed, sure when she was younger she had liked to party but she would never go on blind dates, she had to know the guy for a while before she would consider going out with them. She wouldn't deny the fact that she wanted to experience being infatuated with someone as soon as she met them, every woman wanted that at least once? It's just that she didn't believe that relationships like that could last for long.
Deciding to focus on more important things she checked her watch to see how long she has to catch her flight, she didn't have a car, so she had called an Uber, the driver was an alien that owed her a favor so he went as fast as possible. Luckily almost no one was outside and everyone who was had been on the sidewalk. As the car turned the last corner towards the airport, a figure came into view.
Catching sight of them the driver tried to stop as fast as possible but it didn't seem like the pedestrian would be able to escape. Time seemed to slow down as she saw kept her eyes on the person, she recognized he was a male with black hair who seemed to be preoccupied in his book.
At least he wouldn't see it coming, that was the small positive Alex could dig up from the unfortunate turn of events, however even this hope was dashed when the man turned towards the speeding vehicle.
For a brief moment his face was grim before he hardened into a resolute form and began moving towards the car.
She watched astounded as the man jumped so that his back faced the car and clipped the top half of the windshield, cracking it. The car skidded to a stop and she immediately turned to open the door and check on the fallen man.
He was turned away from her so she couldn't get a good read on his injuries but from the slight shuffling she saw he was still alive. Telling the Uber to wait for her she quickly walked out to the fallen man.
"Oh my god, sir don't worry I'm going to get you to a hospital!" She said taking her phone out of her coat pocket and dialing 911, only for the injured man to grab onto her wrist with a surprisingly tight grip. "N-no, no… hospital." The man spoke almost desperately as he urged her to not call an ambulance. He had somehow turned towards her and she was able to see he was bleeding from his head and mouth.
She hesitated for a moment before trying to pry his hand off her wrist," I'm sorry but you need medical attention right now." Finally managing to get free of his hand she pressed call and waited for someone to answer.
"Alex...please." She paused at that moment just as she heard a dispatcher answer on the other end and ended the call. "Oh my god I'm a fucking idiot." She says this as she hauls the man up and helps walk him to the car, depositing him in the backseat and taking place next to him she found herself glad once again she was glad that there was a drastic lack of people in the streets at the time.
Not paying any attention to the drivers yelling about 'this being a bad idea' she yelled at him to drive her to her house while trying to keep the man's head elevated.
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Alex's Apartment
With a groan Winn wearily opened his eyes and began to raise his arm to wipe he grogginess out of his eyes. He barely lifted it halfway up before the appendage exploded in pain, causing him to hold it with his other arm, further observation found that it was in a sling and he had bandages on his head and back.
Also he had somehow ended up shirtless.
"What the fuck happened to me?" He was thankfully able to slide himself up on the couch slightly so he could better collect his thought. Alright he remembered putting Keith in his place and then making his way out of the building then heading in the direction of his apartment, he wanted time to reread his Spanish book so he took the long way back.
Everything had been calm and peaceful, he was walking across the street caught in his thoughts when he had seen the car rushing at him out of his peripheral.
He wanted to try and dodge it but decided he wasn't fast enough so he went with a different solution."Jumping back first into a speeding car, not one of my best moments." Remembering his stunt quite vividly he groaned holding his injured appendage.
"I think I can agree with you on that one." Winn slowly turned his head towards a voice that sounded off from across the room. Alex Danvers was standing there with her arms crossed looking at him with an irritated face. He wasn't gonna lie he actually found it cute, "You gonna just stare at me or are you gonna tell me why you're staring at me?"
"Who are you? Why do you know my name? And why aren't you dead?" She shot off these questions in rapid succession without pause while at the same time taking a seat in the chair next to Winn.
Getting comfortable, or as comfortable as one can get with a- fractured? Let's say fractured, arm- "Well to answer your questions in order, my name is Winn Schott Jr., I know who you are because I'm best friends with Kara Danvers your sister" putting his good hand up at her surprised face he continued "And as for why I'm not dead, I actually don't have an answer to that."
Reaching over to the remote Winn turned the tv on and switched to late night news. The screen showed a burning plane that had landed in the river, the camera made a close up onto one of the wings of the plane which showed a young woman.
"Atta girl Kara." Winn muttered as he watched her commit her first act of heroism in a long line to come. He hadn't expected to be dropped on the exact day that she revealed herself but it worked for him either way.
Alex found herself worried on whether she should stare at the screen showing Kara or at Winn for knowing what Kara was and what she could do. If he knew classified information who knows what else he had information on, the escapees, Fort Rozz, The DEO. This man was too big of a factor to be left unchecked, she didn't give a shit if he was injured she had to bring him in.
Reaching into the cushion of her chair she took out one of the many guns she had hidden in the apartment, this one being a 9mm Glock 19. She pointed the weapon steadily in Winn's face but he didn't look away from the tv even as he began to speak to her.
"You know It'd be a little redundant to shoot me after patching me up at your place, unless you're like one of those serial killers that likes to lull their victims into a false sense of security." Winn spoke trying to break the obvious tension in the room, Alex was not amused by his attempt at a joke.
"Get up you're under arrest." Winn scoffed at her attempt to intimidate him.
"Arrest, by who? What are you an agent of today Alex, is it the CIA? FBI? Or are you gonna change it up and say you're MI6?" As his questions ran on he slowly raised himself to face her, her gun never leaving his face.
Flicking the safety off on her pistol she stared resolutely into his face her finger resting on the trigger of her firearm. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't pull the trigger you son of a bitch."
Seeing that she was serious about ending his life he played his final trump card.
"Jeremiah Danvers is alive."
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Annnnnnnd that's how we'll be wrapping up this chapter folks!
Hope that you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it, it has been a pleasure and you will be hearing from me in a short while, maybe even with a new story in the works.