Chapter 7
"Oh Kara," Alura could not believe it was her daughter and almost refused to let go. Mon-El nervously eyed the men who still had their Kryptonian weapons.
"Where are my manners?" Alura finally said after letting go of Kara. She ordered the men to lower their weapons and return to duty. One of them looked like he wanted to make an argument but the look she gave him silenced any chance of that.
"I appreciate that," Mon-El smiled. Kara reached out to him and he took her hand, allowing her to pull him toward her mother.
"Mon-El, Prince of Daxam, not exactly the first person I'd expect to see with my daughter. Of course you landed in a Martian ship, so I suppose that anything and everything has certainly changed outside of here," Alura said.
"A very long story. I promise to explain everything but we only came because of the distress signal. When we couldn't reach anyone, we figured…" Kara trailed off.
"A long story in and of itself. Things are better here but we no longer have a way to reach the outside world, I'm afraid. One of the many downsides of what has been going on since Krypton was destroyed," her mother explained.
"Perhaps we can help," Mon-El offered.
"It would certainly be appreciated," Alura smiled before turning and heading away from the landing site. Kara and Mon-El quickly joined her. The entire walk to wherever Alura was going, Kara could not believe how an entire city had been saved and marveled at what had once been her home, Argo City. They soon headed underground and the guards let them pass through the front door while eyeballing Mon-El.
"I'm going to get dirty looks no matter where I go, aren't I?" He asked Kara.
"They don't know you like I do. Sometimes old habits die hard. Daxam and Krypton were enemies for a long time and they need some help seeing past that. Not everyone will recognize who you are, just those in the higher echelons of the government and their guards," she explained.
"You are right of course. It just makes me nervous," he admitted.
"They looked at me like that when I saved Alex's plane. Kal said it was very hard for him as well," Kara said.
"Kal-El is alive and doing well?" Alura wanted to know at the mention of her nephew's name.
"I should have told you right away, I'm sorry. Yes he is. He arrived years ahead of me and was all grown up by the time I got to Earth. My pod got knocked off course and it took me a little longer to get there," Kara told her.
"You were processing everything, it's not a problem. It is a good thing that he was ok as I guess he had to look out for you then. Well either way, I am glad to hear it. Now, this is why I brought you here," her mother said as she pressed some buttons on a keypad near a large door in the underground facility.
"Black Kryptonite…" Kara could not believe it.
"Harun-El is the proper term but I suppose that one works as well," Alura nodded.
"Yeah we shouldn't be touching that," Mon-El said. Alura gave him a confused look.
"On Earth, it is not advisable that anyone touches it. If we touch it, it splits us into two separate beings. If a human touches it, they could become a Worldkiller," Kara swallowed.
"Worldkiller? How?" Her mother asked.
"Another long story, which regrettably involves Father," at the mention of his term of endearment, Kara visibly showed disgust.
"Your Father is the only reason why we're still here. He discovered that the Harun-El could actually be used like a giant battery. It is what powers our life support and security systems. Without it or his brilliant idea, we'd all be dead," Alura explained.
"He was a very confusing man, your father. Though I'm the one to talk about parents," Mon-El shook his head.
"Father did not destroy the Worldkillers as he was supposed to and it almost cost me my life," Kara told her mother.
To Be Continued…