Chapter 4: Stronger Together part 2

A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews but I gotta ask you all, just to get it over with. Should I ship Kara with Cat or should I just play along with what the series is for season 1? Sorry if it sounds awkward it's just that I don't see Kara being with anyone other than The Queen of All Media. Maybe Barry on certain occasions but I still prefer seeing the boss and the assistant together. Enjoy. :)

Nearly half an hour had passed since her coworkers have left and Kara had effortlessly slipped into something more comfortable, pajama pants and long leaved t shirt of course. Her hair was tied back into a loose ponytail and her makeup was now completely gone except for her black finger nails. She took her mug from the table that was next to the kettle and took a slight sip before hearing what her sister said from across the room.

"So you told your friends from work who you really were huh?" Alex asked just to confirm this considering she didn't get to speak to Winn or James as they gathered their belongings and left.

"Yes, because they're my friends. One of them already knew who I was thanks to Kal, and the other is practically my BFF. I'm allowed to have friends aren't I? Or is that also against DEO rules?" Alex stepped in closer to sit next to Kara.

"I didn't come here to fight ok." The women soothed her voice in order to not turn this into an argument. "I came here to apologize."

She placed a hand to her baby sister's shoulder.

"For how I handled things back at the DEO. It wasn't the right way to go about it. I underestimated you for the umpteenth time and I guess I deserved that ass whooping but you have to understand I was only looking out for you." Kara took Alex's hand and placed a faint kiss to her knuckles.

"You always have looked out for me. Ever since my cousin dropped me off at your house. But you also need to understand that the weakling who use to be behind you all the time is dead alright. She died when The Blur was born." Alex nodded slowly and changed the subject to cheer up the atmosphere.

"Do you remember how scared you were of the popcorn maker?"

"Yeah, you crawled under the table next to me…melted it with butter, and sprinkled the tiny white crystals…but I'm not her anymore…"

"And I will always be your big sister Kara. That's not gonna change just because last week you started fighting criminals." Her sister countered her sentence.

"Well last week, I found out you didn't work in a lab. You're out there fighting, risking your life, and I still trust you." Alex's face turned into a stern muck.

"I know I still have much to learn despite what you along with the whole City have seen me do." She twiddled her fingers and noticed that the nail polish was starting to come off around her thumbs and index fingers. "And James and Winn believe in me but…I need your absolute faith Alex."

There was a pause before the Kryptonian continued.

"More than that "B", more than that coat….more than anyone." Their conversation was interrupted by the doomed phone of Alex Danvers. The women however, didn't hesitate to answer it.

"Danvers… yes I'm on my way." She grabbed her belongings before giving Kara an understanding look.

"It's the DEO, they need me." Kara nodded and stared on as her sister made her way out. Once the alien heard the door click she disappeared only to reappear with the small bottle of black nail polish, she figured it was time to repaint them.

"Well if he's not building a weapon of mass destruction what does he need DDT for?" the man in charged asked as he, along with his assistant and fellow agent who presented them the abnormalities in the Hellgrammite's blood were now in a questionable theory loop.

"He's eating it." concluded the women in sudden realization.

"Right Ma'am, giving his home planet's atmospheric conditions, DDT would be the closest thing to a food source to him."

"Since DDT was banned the government has been destroying remaining stockpiles. His food source is shrinking." Hank processed everything told from his workers and squinted his eyes in determination.

"Well, if this thing is hungry, let's buy it some dinner." And here Alex thought he never had a sense of humor.

"Eat your heart out Metropolis it looks like The Blur is here to stay."

"Ms. Grant." James Olson speed walked towards his boss as she made her way into her office. "You wanted to see me?"

"James, I was wondering how the hunt for the interview with The Blur is going." Not once did the aging beauty take her eyes off her expensive phone.

"Well it's hard to say considering it leaves the moment I blink and I have embarrassed myself multiple times whenever it is seen through the streets and I end up taking a picture of a civilian rather than my intended target, but overall nothing bad. I just didn't know if you were still interested in controlling the story."

"Oh I want a sit down and a sit still with it before the Planet. Maybe I was beating around the bush too much earlier." The two stopped once reaching their destination.

"No you were…pretty clear." The women set down her phone to get officially serious.

"The "S" has officially become some who wore it best between the hero and the citizens of Metropolis. The "B" however, is a new branding that the whole globe must see. It's a mystery that in the end must be potentially solved. Maybe The Blur was once hiding from wherever it came from and Superman helped bring it out into the light. And because you are famously "his pal" I have to wonder why you haven't exploited that relationship to get me what I want." The tall man however, didn't cower in the face of the practical Queen.

"I have a policy against using my friends for business reasons."

"And I have a policy against losing, who's policy do you think means more to me?" both, along with Kara who was secretly listening to everything that had been going on knew what was coming.

"No I get it, you're an honorable guy. So I am asking you to do the right thing by me and this company, and get me in a room with whatever that thing is…you have twenty four hours."

Kara stood seated in her chair thinking.

"Or?" asked the former photographer.

"Or the Planet gets their beloved photojournalist back." she finished without second thought and this was James cue to take his leave, wondering how was he going to handle the situation.

As James made his way past Kara's desk she couldn't help but stare at him with guilt. What was he going to do? What was she going to do? Should she do it for the sake of her friend? Should she reveal herself to the world so soon? The Blur was something Kara morphed into to become what the people needed. Not what they wanted. Being the vigilante she needed to be, Kara couldn't allow her face to be shown on the screens of the city or the monitors behind the CEO's desk. Then again, James was a friend, a friend who helped her get better as her duty to working as National City's guardian. She was losing the battle with herself and returned to her work in order to avoid the subject that was starting to consume her.

"Rao what am I going to do?"

"Greyhound this is Trap One, no sign of the hostile."

"Copy that Trap One, stay on the alert and maintain visual scanners."

"Let's hope this movable feast is too hard to resist." Hank stated with his hands firmly on the wheel.

"Given the Hellgrammite's superior sense of smell, he should have sensed the SST in the atmosphere by now."

"Then where the hell is he?"

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. A humanoid figure rose from the bottom of the bridge and landed on the toxic barrels of the vehicle in front of them.

"TRAP ONE THE TARGET IS ON YOUR VEHICLE!" both director and assistant practically moved faster than the human eye and opened fire on the creature in front of them through the side car door windows.

The Hellgrammite stopped what it was doing and saw metal bullets hitting and colliding on the sides of him he waited for the humans to empty their magazines and fired one of his projectile needle spears through the head window for it to collide against the shoulder of the DEO agent riding in the back seat behind Hank. He screamed in pain but Alex didn't have time to pity him as they felt and heard something large land on the hood of the black truck followed by a barrage of yellow spears penetrating the rather weak metal. Most of them avoiding the front seats except for one that managed to hit Alex right in the upper thigh.

The women acknowledged her wound and let out a grunt in pain and irritation. Hank's face went from grim to worry upon seeing the agent he secretly considered a daughter wounded. Luck was not on their side tonight as the creature tore through the hood where Alex was sitting in and snatched her up by the collar.

The Hellgrammite wasted no time when the upper platforms of the bridge they were on was coming into few, so he clenched the human in his arms and leaped into the night with one name ringing throughout the sky.

"ALEX!"

Alex was struggling to breath from the intense she just went through on the floor in a dark abandoned factory just outside of National City. It didn't take long for her to know that there was a presence in the room other than herself and the creature the DEO has been looking for.

"Where is the Kryptonian?" the question sent automatic shivers down Alex's spine.

"She didn't show, but this is one of the human agents. Hoping it's enough to keep you off my back." the Danvers heir finally mustered the courage to look up from the cold stone floor and the sight sent shivers down her spine. Kneeled before her was a middle aged beautiful women dressed in a skin tight black suit with long dark brown hair with a tremendously huge white streak in it.

The human's face was cupped and stared into the eyes of the once mighty Kryptonian General.

"I've been waiting quite some time to get one of you alive."

James overlooked the beautiful lights of National City from a balcony at CatCo. He was in deep thought about the events that have transpired throughout the day. Despite how much he loved his job here and knowing what he had to do to keep. The man was leaning more on not satisfying his boss for the interview with The Blur. He just couldn't help it. Kara had made her decision to come out as what the city now knows her by and he was more than willing to see her happy and support her in every way.

"Hey?" he tilted his head to find Kara standing a few feet from him.

"Uh…Winn and I are gonna head back to my place, listen to the scanner and do a little patrolling through the streets. If you wanna come?" the man moved away from the view and debated at first before answering.

"I…think I'm gonna take tonight off if you don't mind. Just got some things I should think about." Kara knew what those "things" were and her face grew with guilt and sorrow.

"Look, I know I said I wouldn't do the interview…but after what's happened to you today I'd be more than willing to do it. I don't want you getting fired. I was a fool to believe I could hide in the shadows forever."

To the alien's confession James let out a chuckle.

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised….cuz you know…it's been like this for a while. Back when I first started I was this really nervous kid with his camera while trying to get noticed. And then one day, everybody knew my name." Kara crossed her arms and issued him to go on.

"Not because of anything I did…no, it was because I was friends with somebody, who was trying to make a difference. And I thought…I could escape all that when I moved here. Be my own man you know?" the two were now leaning on the edge of the platform, admiring the lights as James continued.

"Back on Krypton no one was their own man. Growing up I was taught that to accept help from people is not a shame, it's an honor."

"Hmm your cousin never talks about Krypton."

"Well, he was a baby when we left. But I remember it….all of it…and did he ever tell you what the "S" stands for?" the tall man gave the alien beauty a confirmed nod.

"The House of El isn't it?"

"Yes, but it also stands for a Kryptonian phrase, our family motto known as "El mayarah", it means "Stronger Together" and I am all for that." James understood what she was saying but he couldn't help but bring up a skeptical look.

"Then how come you don't wear that symbol? How come you chose that mysterious letter "B" rather than the iconic "S" just like your cousin?" Kara's face grew sorrowful in the slightest.

"Because despite how much my ideals are similar to it James, I am not worthy of wearing it. Kal is the heir of Krypton, and the heir to our House. No one else needs to wear that but him cuz he's the one true El and no disrespect to him in any kind of way whatsoever but Ms. Grant is right. She is right about the "S"….it's become tainted with fame and the people have forgotten what it truly stands for. People see it and they see someone who they take for granted saving their lives and when things go bad, when things don't go their way, they look for him and the symbol to blame. That's why I unintentionally carved that "B" on the side of that building not too far from here. The "B" represents a random person in a big crowd doing what's right. I wear it to give people the one thing they have forgotten and need, hope."

He stared into her eyes and came to realize that what she had said was almost absolutely true, except for the part where she calmly disowned herself as an El.

"Hope is what we all need and I see it now, You, Winn, my sister, Ms. Grant even. You all showed me that in the most unique and unpredictable ways." The Olson heir didn't speak for he had never heard such words from this alien beauty that he was growing fond of.

"James part of being your own man is to know when to accept help." That was his cue to put two and two together and he stood up, tall with shoulders pushed back.

"You really wanna do that interview huh? Reveal The Blur to Ms. Grant and most likely the city and the world."

"First I was scared but, not anymore. And I wasn't ever planning to reveal myself, okay if all else failed than yes I would've. But it took some time and I think I figured how I could do it and remain anonymous, come by the place once you're done. I really wanna show you something." Kara took her leave with a very stunned James Olson staring at her as she went inside. She was truly remarkable, in every way.

When James knocked on the door to Kara's apartment he was greeted by the face of Winn who effortlessly let him in. The hacker closed the door and quickly skipped to the large kitchen table in which Kara was sitting on a stool chair tampering with several odd shaped pieces of metal scattered throughout the linoleum desk. The women acknowledged his presence and issued him to come closer. The former photographer however, couldn't help but start with the questions.

"What are those things?" the device that Kara was wielding was quite extraordinary now that he got a closer look. It was a slim crystal spear like bar with several odd designs and writings on them, in a way it almost looked like a remote of some sort with the color giving it any indication that it was made out of metal, Kryptonian Metal.

James's question was answered when he heard a faint click from the spear remote Kara was holding and with a flick of her thumb the whole room went dark and the only light that shined throughout the complex was the light of the moon and illuminations of the city. Winn and James however, didn't panic and stood as still as a statue when they heard more tampering of clicks and grinding of mechanics.

"Kara?"

"What's happening?"

The voice of The Blur spoke through the dark.

"…Don't be afraid, I am here….."

The voice made Winn yelp and James let out a faint "whoa."

Kara's voice was unrecognizable through the obsidian atmosphere. It sounded like a disembodied feminine techno voice that seemed to have radiated across the entire kitchen. The dark shower ceased to exist as the lights came back on with Kara grinning like a maniac while also seeming to have done her Blur outfit.

"…So…" she reached for her neck and touched the center of the long v shaped thin metallic brace around her extended throat. The center let out a confirmed chirm. "What do you guys think?"

Silence was all she got for almost thirty seconds before Winn broke it.

"What…the…hell…was….that?" Kara broke into a short cackle while wishing she could take a picture of his face.

"It's the voice of The Blur silly. I figured if there was ever a situation where I was going to have to interact with somebody." She looked at James who seemed to get the picture now especially the whole point on why she invited him. "I might as well disguise how I sound."

"But…Kara, I think what Winn was trying to ask was what's with the devices you just used?" Kara took off the metal brace and set them on the table along with the spear shaped device.

"Gentlemen, I give you, an electronic disruptor and a voice projector from Krypton." The two men awed the designs of the put together gadgets on the behalf of Kara Danvers. The Kryptonian's best friend urged towards the table and almost yelped as Kara grabbed the disruptor and tossed it into his hands. She did the same for the voice projector only she passed it to James.

The coworkers used this as an opportunity to feel the devices within their fingers. It indeed felt alien to them. More questions clouded the duo's minds and looked up to see the proud smile of their vigilante friend.

"So where did you get these?"

Why won't they turn on?"

Kara started with Winn's question.

"Well, about a week ago several days after I became The Blur, there was this metallic cylinder left by my window when I was having a small moment. I didn't know who left it there but I automatically knew what it was considering it had Kryptonese writing. Inside the cylinder was a final message for my biological mother, Alura In-Ze. I kept the device hoping there was more to it. I managed to crack the encryption code and when the canister opened, I found the exterior designs for the projector, disruptor, and even some designs for a concealed lethal/stun gun but I never worked on that. Anyway, on Krypton most of the younglings who went to educational trials and courses were all-ready being taught how to assemble basic technology such as what you both have in your hands. I know my area isn't in engineering but I still had memories of doing stuff like this." she paused to catch her breath before continuing.

"As for your question James, they won't turn on because these two things are coded to me. You see despite how it's possible for Kryptonian technology to be used by another being of a different race it's also possible for Kryptonians to DNA encrypt their technology. I thought it could work as a safety measure so as of this moment only I can activate the gadgets if it detects me when I physically touch them." This revelation caused James to raise his eyebrows impressed while Winn now seemed to understand why Kara sloshed her tongue around the control and collar earlier before James came in. If what Kara was said was true, than the advanced pieces of technology in their hands must of picked up her saliva and encrypted her touch.

"Kara I know you're probably getting sick of the questions, but why would you go along with this? I mean this goes against what you stand for. You're the Blur. You don't stop to talk even if a situation like that were to happen. You can just whoosh in and whoosh out like you always do." Kara's smile was replaced with a sentimental look and geared it to James, who was trying to wipe the look of his friend's face with a broad lip curl.

Winn made a triple quick glance between Kara, James, and the devices and his potential last question was answered in a gif.

"Oh…of course the interview, I get it now. Yeah Ms. Grant's been talking none stop about that ever since she announced it to practically everyone, including the ones who don't work in the field of journalism." Kara stood up to adjust the tails and collars of her coat considering she didn't put it on right when she blurred to the closest.

"And I am not gonna sit around while James waits to get fired just because Ms. Grant didn't get what she asked for the minute we were both in that meeting. Cat Grant wants The Blur, she better not move or blink."

Her cell phone rang from across the table and Winn reached for it to slide it across the desk for her to grab and answer.

"Hello?"

"It's Henshaw, there's been an incident…yours sister's been abducted…"

Upon hearing what her sister's boss just said Kara stood stiff as her coworkers were giving her a look of concern, they didn't need super hearing to hear the grinding teeth of the Kryptonian. Before either of them could so much as let out a peep Kara crushed the phone effortlessly in her might hand and disappeared in a black streak through the window, not once caring that she had just left her guests in her apartment by themselves. They knew it was only right if they showed themselves to the door.

"You know what?" the hacker asked the tall dark man.

"She forgot her gadgets."

Not too long after he heard the cell phone service die Hank Henshaw found himself staring into the eyes of an angry vigilante in the dark hallway.

"I should've been there." The aging man kept his posture.

"If I was there….IF YOU TRUSTED ME INSTEAD OF PUTTING ME THROUGH YOUR FUCKING TESTS, I WOULD'VE STOPPED THIS. APPARENTLY WHAT I DO IS NEVER ENOUGH HUH?!" the man understood her rage but being who he was he kept his cool.

"Look…"

"Don't you dare say something like I would've been captured and dead too. I am gone from your sight faster than you could blink. I know to you she's just an agent but to me, she's my sister. Blood bonds don't mean shit to me."

"Would you watch that mouth? As I was saying…"

"Do you even have a family?" To her surprise his facial features softened.

"I did….look…..we have every satellite and tactical drone up in the air searching this whole city for her." The Blur took several steps back before countering.

"And now you have me too." She stared into his gaze, waiting for him to blink and just as he did, she was gone. Gone from the DEO and blasting through the dessert to make it back to National City.

The Blur zoomed through the large utopia without a single worry but its missing sibling. It searched every nook and cranny of the alley ways and went so far as to x-ray the entire sewer system while running. It perched itself at the top of a clock tower, taking in steady breaths from the anxiety.

"I will find you sis…I will find you…"

She closed her eyes to focus on the voices and noised of the world, channeling out the unwanted sounds such as car horns, children laughing, couples arguing, and construction working until all grew silent. The silence didn't last when Kara heard nothing other than a grunting pain coming from none other, than Alex Danvers.

The Blur's eyes opened to shine a synthetic purple and vanished to its dedicated destination.

"You're bleeding." The women spoke as she took a few steps back.

"Human beings are so fragile….it's amazing you make it out of infancy." The human on the floor twisted her body to follow the alien behind her capture.

"Alura!" Astra stopped in her tracks for a moment before turning around.

"How do you know that name?"

"Where I am from, I've seen a hologram of you…a message from Krypton…it was in the ship, that brought your daughter to Earth."

The Kryptonian shrugged her tight clad shoulders.

"Twins were rare on Krypton. When we were children Alura and I took pleasure in confusing are parents."

"So your Alura's sister." The revelation came at end.

"I am General Astra….I must admit you are brave, braver than most of your pathetic race."

"There's no reason to kill me, or anyone else in National Ci…."

"Is that what you think?!" the women of power leaned down to meet the Danvers heir.

"That my goal is simply to kill the human race…..I am here….to save you all." Alex smacked the hand that was coming towards her face away.

"The Blur will find me."

The once great General laughed.

"Ah yes, The Blur. The so called…" the unfamiliar whoosh echoed throughout the dark room and hallways and Astra was internally surprised to see Alex gone from her spot. Grunting was heard from the other side of the room and Astra turned behind her to face a black shadow moving throughout a more abyss side of the area. In its arms it held the very human the Hellgrammite had brought and set her down while stepping over her in protection.

Astra recognized the being standing before were and grinned menacingly.

"It's been a long time little one."

The Blur stepped out of its zone and had the most shocked face anyone could ever imagine. It did its best to stiffen the slight pants escaping her dark lips.

"Look how you've grown. So beautiful, so majestic…and mysterious." She eyed the white letter that glowed faintly around them.

"But you…you died…when Krypton exploded….everyone died…Aunt Astra….you're supposed to…."

"Except I wasn't on Krypton when it perished little one. I was a prisoner aboard Fort Rozz." The women walked slowly towards the sisters.

"Your Mother didn't tell you did she? How she sent me away? Banished her own blood and imprisoned me while she told only lies."

"But why did she send you to…."

"For being a HERO!" the speedster maintained her posture while Alex gripped the chains on her long biker boots.

"I remember all those years ago, when I sat on your lap…and you told me about the stars." Kara nearly cooed as her long lost aunt caressed her face.

"Then let me educate you once again my dear niece. Don't stand with the Human race. They will purge themselves of you in the future. Do not stand against me. I let one planet die I will not do so again." The younger women knew what her aunt was doing, trying so hard and rushing to fast to try and manipulate her to abandon what she stands for and form an alliance. The Blur wasn't having it.

"It's funny. I was gonna say the same thing." Astra quickly dropped her soothing act and the Kryptonian General delivered and quick harsh back hand to her relative. The Kryptonian speedster on the literal other hand, was quicker.

She caught her aunt's wrist with her left hand and slammed her right palm into her shoulder, causing the arm of the skin tight suited women to bend at her will. Kara immediately let go once Astra's back was turned to her. She took this opportunity to collide her fist into the back of her enemy's head and sent her crashing through several walls of the factory.

Astra gritted her teeth and stood up only to have a boot smash into her neck and sent her once again through several walls. The General still stood up and fired her blue heat projectiles at the vigilante only for her to unleash her dark purple ones in defense.

Astra cackled upon seeing the most rare kind of heat vision ever produced by a yellow solar powered Kryptonian.

"You have been blessed. Synthetic purple hasn't been seen in centuries. Join me little…"

"I STAND AS THE BLUR!" Astra now found herself firing at the metal walls considering niece was gone from where she stood. She didn't have time to react when once again a boot collided with the back of her head, sending her to the ground cracking the concrete in the process.

Kara menacingly walked towards Astra but the General rose from the ground and now floated several feet in the air with a grin.

"Let's see how well you do in the…"

*WHHOOOSHH*

Kara entered her adopted trance and ran up the walls while circling around the floating Astra, she ricocheted off the platform closest to the tight clad alien and Kara wished she had her camera to take a picture of the shocked face that was all but slowly turning to face her. This didn't surprise Kara in the least. Kryptonians possessed the power of super speed under the system's yellow star but practically all three people in the factory knew who was the fastest.

Astra was not quick enough to bring her arms up in defense and her niece clobbered her fist into her cheek, sending them both into the ground.

The younger women summersaulted away just in the nick of time and the two stared each other down for a moment.

"Your speed is most likely at the peak of its prime, but it most certainly isn't everything." The General took a fighting stance hoping that the coat clad beauty would do the same. "Let's focus on your other not so great tactics." She finished with a taunt.

Kara wasn't intimidated in the least. If her Aunt wanted to make up for a wounded ego, she would get her chance. They circled around one another. Neither opponent showing signs of fear or backing down.

"Come at me little one." She taunted once again hoping that her blood relative would engage first. The next was unbelievable.

Kara extended a leg out in front of her, she brought it around herself in a half circle like manner before raising her left arm out and hovered her right palm near her bicep.

"Wing Chun, Kara Zor-El…I remember you were once a General...Zod was worthy of the title before his honorable death."

Rage built up inside of Astra and roared as she came at Kara. She made a quick crouch to try and deliver a brutal upper cut but was parred with a simple flick of Kara's right wrist. The women proceed with the attempt to rupture her fist into the white letter on the speedster's black t shirt. Kara saw this as the opportunity to use the same wrist to swap away the incoming harm and connect her left palm with the center of Astra's jaw. She wasn't giving in to the nerve pain and shot out a leg to Kara's center considering she now had her left arm in the air from hitting her jaw and her right fist was close to her hip.

Kara swiveled to the side and caught Astra's ankle before quickly wrapping it around her inner elbow. Kara looked up just in time to side the callous fist coming towards her forehead and parred it with her free forearm, palm open. Now Astra was struggling to stay balanced as she was leaning on one leg. Kara bent her aunt's knee and struck her boot against the thigh of the standing leg causing Astra to propel backwards from the quick but strong kick.

The General saw red and threw herself at the younger alien, she wrapped her hands around The Blur's narrow throat but before she could squeeze she felt a jolt in both side of her ribs. Kara had struck her palms on the side of her aunt's ribs and brought them up to give the illusion of trying to get the fingers around her throat off. Astra fell for it and felt the same jolt in her ribs again before letting go of Kara's throat.

Kara saw this as a window and grabbed her aunt's retreating wrists to bring her closer. The vigilante clasped her hands around the head of the General, her black nailed thumbs going straight for eyes. Astra sensed this and quickly took the manicured hands away from her visual orbs only to start receiving a barrage of lighting fast punches to her jugular and chest. She tried multiple attempts to back lash the fists that only made connections to her center but every time she did she found her forearms smashing against hard elbows. Not to mention the punches from her niece were getting harder as they got faster.

"Thank you Ashley…"

Kara quickly bent low to strike the side of Astra's knee causing her to kneel and slightly dazed. The vigilante wasted no time and commenced the final blow to the small spar. She twisted her body three hundred and sixty degrees and hit the tip of her right boot across her enemy's cheek. And Astra now found herself smashing through crates, trucks and walls.

Kara had to admit, she would've been disappointed in the small spar that she just had if not for her sister who was limping towards her with blood on her hands.

The blood immediately caused the Kryptonian to hug her true sibling and thanked Rao that the heart beat that stopped not too long ago wasn't hers. Alex didn't hesitate to tighten her bloodied grip on her sister's coat. Kara cupped Alex's face and stared with a worry gaze.

"Are you o….."

A chilling cold breeze filled the room and Kara twisted her body so Alex wouldn't feel the impact. Once the gale winds ceased Astra stared at the two with venom in her eyes.

"I saw the news. You haven't quite mastered that one yet. You prefer running around to put out pathetic flames."

"So you came back for more eh?"

"Where did you learn such tact…"

"FREEZE STOP RIGHT THERE." Astra' concentration broke and was replaced with a slight cackle.

Hank now found himself in the grip of a Kryptonian enemy. He struggled in her hand but she was giving no indication of letting go.

"You possess no weapon that could harm me." Instead of answering Hank pushed through his groans and pulled out an all too familiar piece of Kryptonite, wielded into a knife. Astra's pride was hurt once again as the alien artifact pierced her solar powered skin cells. She yelled in pain followed by taking several steps back.

Tonight she thought would be a good night, she was very wrong. The Hellgrammite brought her a human rather than her niece, she single handedly witness her dead sister's daughter's speed and skills. The Blur was truly a force to not be wrecked with. And now she had a weapon in her bicep that could harm her. There should be no such thing. Under the yellow sun her race was supposed to gain unimaginable power beyond what mad titans could dream of. How could this happen?

She saw but she never once had the time to react against the dark clad figure that came towards her and sent her through the roof and the sky with a solid momentum fueled punch.

Kara ignored the glance Hank along with several DEO agents were giving her and she blurred to the other side of the cold floor to pick up Alex bridal style.

"Any other family I should know about?" The director's response was both Danvers sisters vanishing without a trace.

It had taken a little over an hour of waiting but Kara was finally let in by the medical doctors. As she walked in the door way Alex had just finished placing the advanced ice pack on her thigh and welcomed the vigilante with a smile in with the coat clad beauty returned.

"I wish I had your healing powers."

"Well you took down that Hellgrammite with no help. You had me worried though when I heard a heart stop in your area."

"Yeah well you were a little busy going all Donnie Yen on your Aunt." Alex wished she could take back what she just said as her sister walked closer.

"I can't imagine what you must be feeling right now…I mean after all this time…finding out you still had family and.."

"You're my family." Kara's face grew stern yet calming.

"My Aunt, we have to stop her. I have to be ready for her next time." The determination in the young Danvers's voice was enough said for her to most likely break out her workout training dummy that she had hid in her closet for so long.

"You wanted to know if I had faith in you …I do…I always have. Because when you first came to live with us my parents told me that you would be sad, and fragile. Having just lost your world, your parents and friends….but you never let that loss diminish your light."

Kara's beautiful eyes never left Alex's life filled ones.

"I know you don't like to be called this but you've always had the heart of a hero. And I never got around to asking you…Since when did you learn Wing Chun? I was beyond shocked when you demonstrated what you could do." Kara giggled and sat next to Alex who still had the questionable look on her face.

"Turns out you weren't the only one keeping secrets sis…do you remember Ashley Wu." Alex's eyebrows raised in utter shock.

"No, No way…no….Ashely Wu. The shy and petite preppy classmate I would see you with?!" Kara nodded with a slight grin.

"Yup." Her black lips let out the "pop" at the end.

"When we became close friends during our last years of college she came out of her shell and showed me she was incredibly talented for Wing Chun. She was trained by her father from a young age and she took me under her methods cuz she wanted to thank me for changing her. It was very hard for me though, mostly because I had my powers and I didn't want to hurt her in any kind of way. Thank Rao that we never actually spared, she would teach me through exercises and the Wing Chun dummy. I telling you that girl knew how to bend her arms and legs in the most uncomfortable ways." She paused to let Alex absorb the information.

"Once we parted after college we never really saw much of each other. We never managed to exchange numbers or anything…she left me the dummy we always practiced on, but over the last couple of years my thrill for the art started to deteriorate, it just wasn't as great without Ashley and the back of my mind always told me that there was no need for continuing to practice or train."

"Until these recent events said otherwise right?" Kara slowly nodded as Alex got up from the stool she was sitting on.

"I am sure you'll see her again someday Kara. For now just keep practicing in her name. She would be very proud to know that you have not forgotten all the hard work she taught you." the agent limped towards the exit with a distained vigilante following pursuit.

"What are you doing? You need to rest."

"There's something I have to show you, something I've been working on."

The two dark dressed sisters walked down the empty hallway in a slow manner due to Alex's injure. Their path was finished as they reached the end where the walls were illuminating a faint blue.

"Your cousin has a fortress in the artic, now we don't know much about it but what we do know is that it's a place where he can commune with his Kryptonian ancestors."

"How can he if they are all gone?"

"They're no longer alive yes….this door will only open for you." Alex awkwardly finished with gesturing to the hand print scan next to her. Kara didn't fully understand but went with the flow to press her manicured hand to the advanced technology on the wall. There was a scanning charm that confirmed the identity of Kara Zor-El and the double steel doors opened into a room with a royal blue atmosphere.

Kara was the first to walk in and came face to face with a standing figure of none other than Alura In-Ze, the platform she was standing on resembled the House of El symbol in all its glory.

"….Mom…."

"Hello Kara." the voice of Alura spoke calmly yet stoic. Kara wanted to turn and face Alex but it was too late since the women turned to leave. Clearly she wanted Kara to be alone with the A.I. of her mother. When it spoke the vigilante geared her attention back towards the figure.

"But…but how?"

"I am merely an imagine in the form of Alura In-Ze, an interactive artificial intelligence designed and created by her, whatever you would have wished to ask Alura, we may ask me." This was definitely a lot to take in but Kara was willing to push past the tears that were threatening to leak down her pampered cheeks. She took several relieving gulps along with soothing breaths before fixing the collars of her coat.

The vigilante ignored the family crest that seemed to be all around the room and mustered the courage to finally speak in command.

"Tell me about my Aunt Astra." Her lip quivered upon realizing that a hug should have been the thing she should've asked for but knew that that was never going to happen.

"Director Henshaw." Alex called the stern man as he walked passed her.

"Thank you for heling me set up that room." The man put his hands on his hips before taking in a deep breath. He noticed that Alex's wound was already treated but he wasn't exactly surprised considering The Blur brought her in almost an hour before he showed up along with his team.

"Well it's the least I could do, for The Blur."

"I won't tell her you called her that."

The man faintly smiled before turning away.

"I'd appreciate it."

That being said the director and assistant parted ways and Hank now walked down a hallway that wasn't occupied by anyone. If the security cams were rolling, they would've caught the glimpse of a red glow coming from the eyes of the man who was secretly a Martian.

The Blur, patrolled the streets of National City. Blasting off faster than any human eye could predict. After making several tours around the miles long perimeter the black streak stopped at the top of an all too familiar crystal glass tower in the form of a beautiful coat clad women.

Kara spend a good time in the high altitudes reapplying her lipstick and eyeliner that crudely washed off her face from the slight break down she had at the DEO. Lucky for her no one was in the room to see her cry as she couldn't hold in her stress from hearing the voice of her mother through a projectile anymore. She trailed the globe several times to relieve her worries before finally settling in on her night time patrol. The events of today played in her head once again but instead of panicking Kara lied on the edge of the tower, the city lights sparkling throughout the sky. She crossed her knees and brought her fingers to her lips. The Kryptonian focused on her meditation for all of fifteen minutes before praying to Rao for blessing her up at this point and that she was grateful for still having all the things that she loved in her life. Her baby cousin Kal-El, her big sister Alex, Eliza in which Kara would refer to as her "Mama" considering she had a mother before her on Krypton, her best friend Winn, James Olson, and of course she couldn't forget her strict yet motivational boss, Cat Grant.

The Blur immediately stood up with a shocked face.

"Ms. Grant….James….of course…..The interview!" the adrenaline rushed through her veins and Kara ran down the building in order to grab several things needed from her apartment. She still had time. She could do this.

The apartment complex came to life as Kara came in through the window on the behalf of Winn leaving it open for her. She walked to the kitchen table and noticed her gadgets lied side by side on the desk. The Kryptonian grabbed the alien electronic disruptor and placed it into the breast pocket inside her coat followed by obtaining the voice projector, she placed it around the hollow of her neck and pressed her fingers to the small centered button, a confirmed chime was heard from the touch.

"…Well Ms. Grant….prepare to meet your creation…"

The famed CEO left her building while making her way towards her Jaguar in which she had a young chauffer holding the door for her.

"Mr. Olson, I know that I gave you twenty four hours to get me that interview with The Blur but if you haven't procured it by now I would like to set up some interviews with new art directors for tomorrow." The Queen of All Media concluded as she now found herself in the comforting insides of the expensive vehicle.

"Actually Ms. Grant from what I just saw coming towards your location down in the streets it looks like your interview with The Blur has already started…don't blink." Before Cat could comprehend she was surrounded by total blackness for all of three quick seconds and the aging beauty now found her-self at the top of her own building. Cat still didn't know what was going on and nearly squealed from shock as the lights on the helipad along with the ones on the company logo and antennas ceased to shine rendering the entire roof platform in complete darkness.

"….Ms. Grant…."

The presence and the chilling voice the women felt and heard from behind her was enough to make her drop her belongings in shock. Not even aware that she still had them on in the first place. The media mogul quickly turned around only to hear the faint whoosh and was greeted with no one in sight. She had to squint in order to at least see something through the dark but she couldn't.

"…..I understand you've been looking for me…."

Cat turned behind her but found nothing in her wake. The Blur, The Blur was hear, it was with her.

"…..I stopped to greet a man named James Olson today. He said you wanted to talk…..let's talk….."

A/N: MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH :) stay tuned.