Gotham:
Three years had passed since Clark had brought Kara to stay at Wayne Manor, and Kara was now sixteen. Bruce and Selina had gotten married very privately, Kara and Alfred being the only attendants. The marriage had quickly become national news when the media got wind of it. Clark had even stopped by to ask why he hadn't been invited, to which Bruce replied that it had been for family only. Clark, of course, left without talking to Kara, asking about her health, or even looking in her direction.
After news broke that Gotham's most eligible bachelor was no longer a bachelor, the press just could not get enough details about the Wayne family's private life. The Daily Planet found out that adoption papers had been filed by Bruce and Selina Wayne for a young boy named Karson, and the tabloids were absolutely rabid for pictures of the young Wayne. Bruce and Selina had appeared briefly on Gotham Tonight to explain that Karson was a solitary boy, and that he didn't like too much attention. The media only ever managed to take one picture of the Wayne heir, and it was from a distance so it was not clear.
Selina and Bruce had attempted to get tutors for Kara, but she very quickly outshone all of them, excelling in every topic that was brought up. She explained to her parents that the knowledge of Krypton was hundreds of years ahead of Earth. So, when she wasn't reading in the library, she was training with one or both of her parents or out for a run around the large estate.
Bruce came in to the Batcave while she was using the bench-press, "Kara?"
Kara lifted the bar back onto the rack, "Yeah, dad? What's up?" She got up to grab a towel and a bottle of water, wiping the sweat from her brow. Bruce rubbed the back of his neck, "Well, your mother and I got three tickets to Haly's Circus and well...we were wondering if maybe you wanted to go? I know that you don't really like too much attention, and I don't blame you...but maybe it'd be good to get off the estate for a night in town?"
She gave him a small smile, nodding her head, shoulder length hair bobbing with the motion, "Uh yeah sure. I haven't been out much. What time should I be ready? And what should I wear?" Bruce grinned wide, reaching over Kara to give her a hug, "Ugh, you're all sweaty. Maybe you should hit the shower, Kara." She wiped her brow and flicked some sweat at him, laughing, "Now you have to shower too, dad."
Bruce shook his head, "Be ready to leave at seven, alright? And dress nice. That means no sweats and tank tops! In any case, I am glad that you are coming, Kara. The Circus should be enjoyable for all of us, especially because the Flying Graysons are performing tonight." He chuckled as Kara gasped, "No way! The Flying Graysons? I've been wanting to see them forever!"
Selina stood at the top of the stairs, "Yes, sweetie, we know. That's the main reason that your Father got these tickets.
Kara gave her father another sweaty hug and went to hug her mom, but Selina held her at arm's length, "Oh no you little troublemaker. I know that you are all sweaty and gross and you won't get me like you got your father." Kara shrugged as if to say, "Oh well, I tried." She grinned at her parents one more time before bounding into the house.
When seven o'clock rolled around, Kara was strutting down the stairs that led into the foyer, looking snazzy and swanky all decked out in her dark blue suit. Her shoulder length hair was slicked back, and glasses were firmly in place. This specific suit was her favorite, not only because it hid her growing chest perfectly, which meant that she could go out for a night here or there if she felt so inclined, but it also had a pitch modulator in the collar to lower her voice. Hearing footsteps, she turned her head to see her mother and father walking down the stairs at a slower pace.
She grinned at her parents, "Mom, Dad, you both look amazing." And they did. Her father was in a standard black suit and her mother was outfitted in a simple knee length black dress. Together, they looked quite the picture. "Are you ready to go?" Kara asked excitedly, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Bruce nodded and led them all to the car where Alfred was already in the driver's seat.
Once they got to the circus, they were immediately surrounded by photographers, "...And here we have the reclusive Wayne Family in their first appearance in public together in almost three years!" Reporters were clamoring to talk to them, but Bruce just hurried them inside.
"Bruce, Bruce!" A woman's voice called to them. Bruce sighed, "Not her. Please not her." The ginger haired woman drew ever closer. Selina leaned in to whisper to Bruce, "If she even thinks about flirting with you, I am going to rip her face off." Kara chuckled, sure that she wasn't meant to hear that. Selina glanced at her before turning to face the woman who had finally gotten close enough to not yell.
"Bruce, you look dashing as ever. Have you been working out?" She smiled coyly.
"Vicki, it's wonderful to see you again. I'm sure you remember my beautiful wife, Selina, and my son, Karson." He introduced them with a small smile. The ginger rolled her eyes ever so slightly before putting on a saccharine smile and speaking in a honeyed voice, "Ah yes, so nice to see you the two of you again. Well, Bruce, I must be going but we will have to catch up in private sometime soon, just the two of us." She gave him a flirtatious wink before sashaying away back into the throng of people.
They finally got to their seats after greeting a few of the other powerful people in the tent. They watched lion tamers and elephants and tightrope walkers before coming to the main act. The ringmaster came out and declared, "And now, Ladies and Gentlemen, you will see the most awe-inspiring act you have ever seen. People of the audience, I present to you the high-flying, death-defying Flying Graysons!" The lights dimmed as the spotlight moved from the floor to the top of the tent, highlighting three people on a platform high above the ground. The woman jumped from the platform first, doing two flips before swinging back to grab the man. He grabbed on to her hands before letting go to do three flips and then grabbed another trapeze.
Kara noticed the trapeze ropes fraying and turned to her father, "Dad, the ropes…" He turned his head slightly, disregarding her statement, "Not now, Karson. Tell me after the performance." Kara huffed, hoping that the acrobats made it safely since there was no net between them and the ground.
The youngest jumped from the platform, grabbing his mother's hands, letting go to do four flips before his father caught him by the hands and deposited him safely on the platform opposite of where he started. The man let go of his own trapeze to grab onto the woman's hands, just as the ropes gave a crack and snapped, sending the man and woman to the ground. Time seemed to slow for Kara as the crowd stood and gasped in horror. She went to try to save them, but before she could do anything, Bruce grabbed onto her sleeve, "You can't, Karson. I'm sorry." She heard a grizzled voice talking in the background, "You should've paid me the protection money, Haly. If you had, your birds would still be flying." The voice laughed and faded as the source walked away. Kara's attention was brought back to the scene in front of her as the adult Graysons landed with a bone-crunching squelch in the middle of the ring. Screams erupted from the audience as men and women scrambled every which way to escape the scene.
Kara got separated from Bruce and Selina quickly, the throng pushing them apart in their haste to escape. She looked up to see the youngest Grayson looking as the grounded where his parents lay, a look of despair and shock on his face. Rage and disgust filled Kara at the utter disregard that the murderer had for the adult Grayson's lives. She pushed her way out of the tent, and ran for an alleyway where she could get to the rooftops unnoticed. She listened for that grizzled voice, found his heartbeat and followed it to an abandoned warehouse not too far from where the circus was. The owner of the voice seemed to be on a phone bragging about his kill, "Y'know, Johnny, I warned the owner of that damned circus. I warned him not to cross me. And he did it anyways. So, I showed him. I ripped the wings right of his birds." He gave a laugh that turned into a coughing fit. "Too bad I didn't get that young one, what's his name? Rick? Rich? I'll get him soon enough." A red haze covered Kara's eyes as she plunged through the skylight into the warehouse, "You won't be "getting" anyone anytime soon." She got up from her crouch, and advanced towards him menacingly.
He pulled a gun from his waistband, pointing it at her as he retreated. She stalked towards him slowly, contemplating how to punish him. He fired off two shots, before Kara grabbed him. Mind made, she flew out of the warehouse with the man. She flew out over the docks, gaining altitude quickly. She hovered, hundreds of feet above the crashing waves, "I'm going to do to you what you did to the Graysons. Do you have any last words?"
"Fuck you, bitch. You're going to pay for this shit!" Kara looked down at him, "I highly doubt that." With that said, she let go, watching him free fall. He screamed and it was like music to Kara's ears. When he was only a few feet from the water, she grabbed him by the ankle.
Clearly, he thought he was out of trouble since he growled, "You're going to regret this, you fucking cunt!" She sneered at him before plunging them both into the water. He gasped at the suddenness, drawing water into his lungs as he struggled against her iron grip. He tried to scratch at her face and when that didn't work, he tried to choke her. She kept forcing them down until he stopped flailing, his body going limp. She continued to hold him there, just listening to his heartbeat slow until it gave one final thump and there was no more. Still she held him there for another minute until she was absolutely sure he wasn't coming back. She left him there, floating with eyes wide open. The lack of air finally got to her and she rocketed out of the water, speeding back over to the roofs of the nearby docks. Kara turned to look at the spot where she had left the repulsive man, deep in her thoughts and not regretting her kill in the slightest.
She startled when a voice called to her softly, "Kara…" The blonde turned to face the voice, steeling herself for the sharp rebuke she fully expected to come. Selina stood on the roof with her, walking out of the shadows to approach the nervous blonde. "Oh honey...why? Why would you do that?"
Kara's face hardened as she replied, "He deserved it. He killed two innocent, talented people tonight and made Richard Grayson an orphan." She folded her arms across her chest in a defensive move, retreating with each step that her mother took forward. Her mom reached out, arms wide open to embrace the flighty Kryptonian. Her arms closed around Kara right as the girl started to cry, burrowing her head into her mother's neck. "Shh sweetie. It's all going to be okay, I promise. All of us have dealt with killing someone at one point in time, whether it was intentional or not." Kara couldn't bring herself to tell her mother that she had enjoyed it, had liked watching the life go out of the mobster's eyes. She sobbed harder, "Can...can we go home now? Please?" Selina nodded, "Of course honey. Let's go let your father know that you are alright and then we'll go home, okay?" Kara just nodded in response, following Selina to the car.