Chapter 4

M'yrnn and J'onn headed directly for Doctor Milo when they arrived and Alex promised to bring them up to speed as soon as she could. The redhead headed upstairs as quickly as she could to find that Kara and Mon-El were standing near Winn.

"Got here as quick as I could," she said, announcing her presence.

"How is M'yrnn?" Kara asked, concerned about the elder Martian.

"Well he and J'onn are speaking to Doctor Milo. I think that he still refuses to believe we can help but we have to try," Alex said.

"Agreed," Mon-El nodded.

"You guys were going to start without me weren't you?" James asked as he approached the group. He'd had to stow his motorcycle and change his clothes as well.

"We would never," Winn told him before giving him a fist bump once his friend came over to him.

"You'll have to fill me in a little more on what happened at the apartment but I'm guessing that the message from outer space is taking precedence right now," James said.

"You would be correct. I managed to retrieve all of it. It plays in Kryptonian and then repeats in several other alien languages, just to cover all of the bases," Winn quickly punched a few buttons on his computer and the recording began to play.

"This is a distress call. We believe that we are all that remains of our home world Krypton, which was destroyed. Our systems are failing and we do not know how long we can maintain stability. Anyone who is hearing this, please respond. Our coordinates are as follows…" Winn paused the message and said,

"Per the coordinates, they are around half a light year beyond Alpha Centauri."

"That's almost five light years away," Kara's heart sunk a little. It explained why Earth hadn't received the signal right away. A distance that farmeant the message was old, at a minimum five years old.

"There are thousands of us. We need help as soon as possible. Again the coordinates are…" then the recording began to replay the message. Mon-El grabbed Kara's shoulder, noticing that she was wavering. The blonde placed her hand on top of his, glad he was there.

"Thousands?" She managed. No one, including herself, thought it possible. Still the arrival of the Worldkillers did give them pause. Clark and Kara were not the only ones to escape the destruction but the voice in the back of her head made her wonder how the escape of some many was possible.

"According to the message," Winn had this look on his face like he wanted to say something but didn't know how.

"Winn, did you locate anything out in the direction that the message came from?" Alex wanted to know.

"There is nothing but a rock that floats out there. Given how old the message is and how long it may take for us to attempt to message them back, I'm not sure we can do anything remotely," he said.

"I have to go out there," Kara told them.

"There are no signs of life. I'm afraid we're too late," Winn didn't want to say it but he knew that someone had to.

"Doesn't matter. I need to go; to make sure that there truly is no one left," she said.

"I'm going with you," Mon-El said. Alex looked at her sister. She could see the thought of losing that many of her own people was killing her and she knew that if there was even a slim chance that someone was still alive, they needed to take it.

"I'll see if J'onn will let you borrow his ship. We can hold the fort while you're gone," the redhead told them before heading to the lab.

"We better suit up. Your crest may be the only thing that they recognize if someone is there," Mon-El said. Kara nodded and they headed back into the locker rooms.

"You think this is a good idea?" James asked Winn, now that they were alone.

"The part about holding the fort or the part about two of our greatest heroes heading off into space into God knows what?" His friend wondered.

"Yeah the whole thing," James frowned.

"Yeah," Winn frowned as well.

To Be Continued…