Chapter 5: Fight or Flight Part 2
A/N: Nothing more to say other than enjoy!
Deep down Kara knew better. She knew that she shouldn't be doing what she was doing but what other choice did she have? This armored war monger was begging, no pleading for the thrill of confronting The Blur and even went out of his own way to cause an accident on a highway and threaten a pregnant women just to get to her.
It wasn't surprising that this marked the first super powered bad guy after the small fiasco with her recently discovered aunt and the now dead Vartox. If The Blur was going to be around then that strictly meant that there would times when there would be an alien or beings such as the man she had just sent flying with a momentum fueled punch attacking the innocent in the world. But whoever this person was, he was asking for it, big time, but Kara managed to keep a bunch of her rage at bay. This gave her time to plan how she was going to neutralize him while following her motto.
Reactron stood up from the sandy floor. He was pissed, and shocked. But he shook it off to an extent.
The armored man popped his neck to release the tension but it did him no good considering the dark demon that somehow took him away from civilization in under seconds was gone with not so much as a trail in sight. That was until he felt a presence behind him.
"Who are you?" Reactron turned around but was greeted by the vanquishing of the entity fighting him in broad daylight.
"I am just a ghost." His baritone voice boomed with the slightest tech echo.
"What do you want?" this time the man didn't bother to turn around despite his urge. Not once has he seen The Blur's true form and he hasn't even landed a single raged hit. This drove him into confessing the point.
"I am looking for a challenge, Blur." Kara creased her knees, in case he tried to turn around, in which she hoped he didn't. "I have fought the Man of Steel for a long time. It gets kinda boring when you just can't get the upper hand sometimes. I'm craving for something different, something new. Something to demonstrate to him on what happens when freaks like you try to help so called innocent people. Whadda ya say Blur?" her eye lined eyes rose as his right hand cackled with unusual energy. "Do you except the challenge?"
The patterned chains on the Kryptonian speedster's boots rattled with the power of speed just as Reactron turned to deliver a sickening cackle of what appeared to be orange electricity. The assault was at complete frozen slash snail's pace as it came towards Kara, laws of physics be damned. She stepped to the side and acknowledged the power shooting out of the man's gauntlet. Wasting no time Kara reached out with a hand and felt slight tingling in the flesh around her nails. She withdrew upon realization. A form a nuclear energy, there's something new.
"Best to not get hit by this, as for you tough guy." Her gaze went to the wannabe killer's masked face. "Here's your challenge."
Kara turned around and blurred into the desert, leaving a resuming time with a lonely deranged man who gritted his teeth upon realizing that The Blur had avoided his first fighting move.
"FACE ME COWARD!" his smashed his fisted gloves activating raw power.
"SHOW YOURSE…" the dark streak collided against his face leaving his frontal lobe throbbing. He shook it off but blinked when he felt a hard blow and the sound of clanking to his back. Reactron's anger increased when he found his vision leaving his eyes despite having them open this time and smashed into the side of yet another rocky mountain, his chest aching by the minute. But he however still found the strength to stand but didn't bother dusting himself off since he picked up the pieces quickly and The Blur probably would've used that opportunity to send him into another smashing fit. Instead the armored man howled in irritation and turned up the power on his gauntlets. Only he couldn't due to one look at his chest which was enough to say it all.
He cursed with venom in his voice. His core had been damaged. His main weapons weren't operational anymore. Reactron didn't want to do this, but he had no choice. He looked out into the desert, expanding his lungs in the process.
"HEAR ME, YOU WANNABE HERO….THIS ISNT OVER…..YOU WILL REVEAL YOURSELF NEXT TIME TO ME AND NEXT TIME ILL END YOUR LIFE!" with his pride wounded and his armor damaged, Ben Krull ascended into the sky to escape the unfortunately small battle in which he didn't leave victorious. The Blur had gotten the best of him. No surprise that it happened all fast but to him it was. It enraged him knowing that he didn't get to see the vigilante's form and the speed it possessed. It was fast. The news was right. He should've known better than to deceive the creature that was practically faster than the red caped alien he was so used to collaborating with. Power and strength did him no good today. But in a way he felt safe, he was in the air now, The Blur couldn't fly.
What made his day even worse was that from the sky, he could see a small black streak outpacing him and disappearing past the ocean to the other side of the globe, only for it to come back and vanish into the city he was getting far away from.
"I will defeat you Blur. If it's the second to last thing I'll do."
Kara appeared in the exact position she was in when she left the DEO. She leaned against a rail to admiring the looks Alex, Vasquez, and even Hank were giving her. The tall man was the first to initiate anything.
"That was quite remarkable Ms. Danvers." The sisters would've smiled if not for the somewhat stoic tone of his voice and the glare that could kill a statue he was giving them. The admiration didn't last long as the director pulled up the files on the man that The Blur had just sent home with a bruised ego.
"Reactron, at least that's what the Daily Planet colorfully dubbed him when he showed up in Metropolis a few years back." he leaned back in the chair with documents scattered all over the desk. Kara approached the screens with the oddly familiar designs of the nuclear powered armor.
"So who is this guy really?"
"An unknown, he remains at large after a string of very public fights with your cousin, neither of them ever came out on top and no one knows why he's so obsessed with killing Superman. And for some reason now he's targeting you." Kara knew where this was slightly going.
"I do my best to keep my face out of view. There's no way he knows who I am. He said he was looking for a challenge against me. Guess he wanted to expand his enemies not just Kal." The director and assistant looked at each other for a brief few seconds before turning to her and nodding in understanding.
Kara's brows pursed in thought before sighing out in defeat.
"So…I guess….since whoever Reactron is, he won't be apprehended by ya'll?" Hank sadly shook his head.
"You are Ms. Danvers, despite what he is doing, he is still human….this case falls outside of DEO jurisdiction." Alex stepped forward to add in.
"Not to mention he's using advanced bio tech, man made."
"And I can't risk exposing this organization every time some human criminal shows up in National City." The alien beauty adjusted her collar while looking at the screens, shaking off small traces of sand on the tails of her coat.
"And I can't let this man run wild." Alex began to eye her sister with precaution.
"Call your cousin, Superman fights for Truth, Justice, and the American way, and the last time I checked National City was in America." Hank was surprised to see the vigilante standing as still as a board with her hands in her coat pockets, no reaction to what he said to her what's so ever. Bonding with the speed Kara took a hand and pressed it to her collar, activating the button with a chirm.
"Well The Blur on the other hand." black lips curled into a beautiful smile. "Fights knowing no one knew it was there."
**WHOOOSHHH***
The most powerful women in National City stared at the ceiling for quite some time now, with an open laptop right in front of her.
"Ms. Grant!" the aging beauty practically twisted her neck forward to stare daggers at her assistant.
Kara fixed her glasses before continuing. "I'm putting the finishing touches on the party." She walked forward feeling much more comfortable in the tight dark blue dress pants she was wearing along with a button up light blue shirt. Of course she had a spare set of changing clothes.
"Sh, sh, sh, sh." The assistant stopped in her tracks. "Do you hear that?" Kara looked up in utter curiosity.
"I uh…..no."
"You don't hear that loud high pitched incessant humming coming from the vents that is making it impossible for me to think straight let alone string one coherent sentence?" the younger women didn't have time to respond thinking it was best to stay quiet.
"I thought so. Get maintenance to look at it because it's driving me crazy."
"Sure thing I'll get them right on it, I just need you to approve the appetizers for tomorr…"
"Kiera, I am proud of the fact that in my many years of being a CEO I have never thrown a phone at an assistant, I would very much like to keep that record intact." The Queen concluded with a grit of her perfectly white teeth.
That was Kara's cue to leave and so she did. To her relief she ran into James on the way out.
"She's pretty tense working on that article huh? I don't blame her, there's not much to work about."
"The young alien shrugged her shoulders while adjusting her glasses once more.
"She always get like this when she's writing?"
"People have been known to schedule their vacations around it yes." Enough was said for James.
Both their eyes fell on Winn when they noticed that he was doing a small gesture for them to follow, they instinctively complied. The elevator ride was a rather quick trip since the floor was only a couple of stories above the true main one. When it opened all three geared by Winn went down a hall and it seemed as though they had reached their destination.
"Your about ta see your new office, but not for Ms. Kara Danvers nope, for our other job, Ms. Blur." James couldn't hold in the small chuckle as Kara twisted her face in confusion.
"This use ta be Ed Flaherty's office from actuaries but after he died of a heart attack behind his desk, nobody wants it, which makes it perfect for our needs." Kara was skeptical about this but she still however entered the office in which she had never seen.
The room was defiantly not a sight for sore eyes. It was dark with practically no windows but what mostly got the assistant's and art director's attention were the many screens that fitted the walls along with several other techno gear most likely tampered with by the Hacker.
"Winn, I can't believe you did all this stuff for me."
"No prob, by the way we saw on the news how you took Reactron away from the highway, he didn't see you did he." The honesty was radiant in the vigilante in secrets eyes and she shook her head no with Winn and even James sighing in relief.
"So." The hacker clasped his hands together. "Our next mission, The Blur vs Reactron!" he finished while wheeling his chair towards the many monitors.
The next couple of seconds felt like hours, Kara playfully shook her head as the two men began to counter argue and interfere with one another as they described the new enemy that was now hungry for National City's vigilante.
The conversation grew serious when Winn took the lead.
"Now I've written an algorithm that will sweep the city of any radiation, we could use this to track him." James's expression turned skeptical.
"And then what?"
"And then Kara goes all whoosh whoosh on him."
The dark man now stood from his crouched position, arching his shoulders back and the look of skepticism not once leaving his face.
"Kara, I think you should consider calling your cousin on this one." The alien too rose from her crouched posture to give him a raised brow. "I've seen what Reactron can do."
"And so have I James, but no matter how tough he thinks he is, he can't keep up with me. I can't call for help. Not while I'm still doing what I'm doing."
Her protest fell on deaf ears.
"He nearly killed Clark once." Winn's eyes rose for the moment before spinning in his chair.
"Clark Kent….is Superman?!" the two in front of the IT employee cleared their throats out loud before James issued forward.
"Look the point is I just want to see you safe." Kara saw that phrase coming from a mile away.
"And I appreciate that but I don't where the "S" which apparently you think means safety. I put so much effort into officially branding the meaning of the "B" and I'm not gonna let it be tainted by what the public thinks, just like what they did to my cousin's crest. I'm not Superman's cousin, I'm The Blur. I'm not gonna let glory and fame define me, my actions will define me." She reached for her shirt and quickly unbuttoned the buttons before both men could look away. Their eyes were feasted on the black t shirt with the chalk drawn styled "B" on it.
To the alien beauty's satisfaction James kept his mouth shut while simply looming his broad smile. Stubbornness really did run in the family after all.
Lord tech was defiantly a remarkable place, a place for where potential, science and technology meet together to form better things. Although the company's years of engagement rivalry with Luthorcorp and Wayne Enterprises left it as one of the most successful companies in the world and not the first, Maxwell Lord has done well for himself. Here he was teaching and demonstrating what his brilliant mind could muster to his colleagues and associates. A gift that he was about to unleash upon the city. The man moved on from his demonstration with his assistant tailing behind his expensive jacket that secretly wouldn't even impress the wealthy prince of Gotham.
"This train, is a gift for National City, to get people out of their gas guzzlers and expecting a clean portable transportation it has to be…"
The loud crashing from the glass roof above was enough to startle almost every single person in the facility. The metal man who was the source of the ruckus demonstrated his power by quickly incapacitating two guards with a flick of his wrist.
"Hello!" he boomed. "I am looking for someone with a background on nuclear fission….no volunteers?" he grabbed one of the men closest to him. "How bout you…"
"STOP!" all eyes were now aimed at the billionaire.
"Look, its ok, its ok alright." The Lord heir calmly walked towards the center, where he was now more visible. "You don't have to hurt anybody."
The brute took off his helmet for the first time in hours and let out several staggering breaths.
"Well, you….d…don't understand…I need this man." Krull's deformed face only withered in pain even more.
"Well it looks like what you need is a mechanical genius alright? Compared to me that guy's a dope." The man in Reactron's hand shivered upon being ridiculed.
"So don't take him, take me and leave him alone." At this point the armored man didn't care anymore. He needed help and he needed it as soon as possible.
"Once again Lord Technologies has been the target of an attack by the criminal known as Reactron."
The three friends knew the drill and side stepped aside to allow Kara to leave the room full of gathered people. As soon as she reached the roof of the building she blurred off down the structure and into the city, while making a quick stop to her apartment to collect a final fabric and accessories.
At the base of Lord Tech no one would've noticed the black blur zooming up the side and planting itself right near the hole of the broken skylight caused by Reactron. Kara crouched down just enough to see the scientists inside discussing with the authorities. With a tuning of her super hearing she was able to detect what was being said.
"Sir, please calm down and explain it again."
"Mr. Lord, he's been kidnapped."
The Blur's eyes widened. This was not good, not good at all.
"It has been twenty four hours since billionaire Maxwell Lord has been abducted from his research facility by the Metropolis based criminal known as, Reactron and authorities will still not speculate whether Mr. Lord is alive, or dead."
Winn Schott's face never left the television screen until the voice of his best friend pulled him away.
"Yes, I'm still here…Yes Ms. Grant wants all hostesses dressed as a representation of The Blur. Dark colors along with fabric extensions and streamers. Thank you." she hung up the phone to come across Winn's distressed face.
"This is not on you Kara."
"I have to find this man, how am I supposed to do that?"
The voice of her guardian angel spoke up.
"With my help of course." The Danvers heir stood proudly with her own dark colored get up between the two workers.
"Do ya'll have someplace private we can talk?"
Alex sat patiently while working her own bit of magic on the advanced computers put together by Winn.
"I used the DEO satellite to locate the highway and out of reach desert where you fought Reactron, and I was able to isolate the nuclear signature of his weapon's system it is powered by thorium 232 which can only be found in one place." The women tapered a while longer before bringing up her results which were spoken by Kara.
"Beacon Nuclear Power Station, yes I remember this. Terrorists tried to start a full nuclear meltdown five years ago until…"
"Superman stopped him." James concluded the statement.
"Yeah and he prevented the core from going into overload, saved millions of people, except for these two." An image popped up of a lovely married couple.
"Ben and Alyssa Krull, they were indeed married." Kara's eyes lit up after putting two and two together.
"Ben Krull is Reactron!" the three nodded figuring it out as well. "Of course, no wonder he hates my cousin, he blames him for his wife's death."
"And I guess he's now going after you in order to take out some of his well-built anger."
"But Superman basically prevented an American Chernobyl." Following James's fact gave Winn of all people an idea.
"Chernobyl….I think I might know how to find Krull."
At this point Krull was ready to start lashing out in absolute pain, his body was burning with the radiation and he couldn't hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. But lucky for him and even surprising for him, Max Lord, who he was keeping as a hostage was willing to cooperate with him. He had to get his suit repaired. The sooner he got it fixed the sooner he would get out of the filthy junkyard to finish what he started.
"Kara took a calm steady breath while holding the fine printed sheet and walked into her boss's office. She was drinking a perfectly good glass of expensive Champagne.
"I finished proofing this article of The Blur."
"Please begin my compliments."
"Well the writing is…the writing is beautiful." Cat had cut her off right there.
"I distinctly heard a slight uplift, which suggests a vacillation, a hesitation and maybe a ambivalence?" the younger of the two shrugged slightly but kept taking.
"Isn't the tone, kinda…..a little nasty?" the CEO rolled her eyes.
"Ok well, the headline, Millenial Falcon! Every generation gets a role model it deserves. The Blur never told you how old it was. That is if it even has an age. How do you know it's a millennial?" the older women grabbed her glass.
"Well if it's not than it is most likely decades old considering it was alive many years ago as stated in the interview." She gestured with her wrist for her assistant to go on.
"What about this passage? The Blur…embodied the worst traits of its mysterious life and generation. An entity without purpose, the unshaken belief that it has a right to be heard even when it has nothing to show." The two's lips mimicked simultaneously at the last three words as though in sync and marry.
"That is a magnificent point."
"I transcribed your interview, it is not like this. In a way Ms. Grant, you're taking it out of context." Cat immediately stood up in a figure of speech to defend herself.
"I have given it context! I hate to break it to you sweetheart but the world is a nasty place. What happens when that speed demon has to face a real threat oh I know, it will crawl back to the darkness from where it came from and out from the sky comes Superman. Just like every other millennial does when things don't go their way, they soon find themselves going back to their little comfort zones and never showing their face again, just like The Blur." Kara swallowed the lump in her throat. How she hated every word coming out of the Queen of all Media's mouth.
"It won't do that!"
"How do you know that?"
"Because…." The young beauty moved to walk towards the other seat and sat down to face her boss.
"I think…what it's trying to say, is that it's not hear for what the people think it is for. When people get scared or when they feel like they are in danger, they think of Superman. Because now as of from many years ago people see him as some sort of global bodyguard. They see someone who they think they can count on but when things go bad, they'll all stick a finger in his face and say "This is your fault". I'll admit Ms. Grant. The Blur is nothing compared to the hero filled heart of Superman. But I've seen the interview multiple times already, The Blur is not here for the fortune or fame, it's not here to stand as a consolation prize, it is here to fight with the world never even getting the chance to know who or what it is. I believe that The Blur was put here to rekindle what this City, what this world has lost." She wasn't going to say it. Cat already knew what The Blur was trying to give to the people of Earth.
"By that interview Ms. Grant even you know that The Blur personally doesn't care what the public thinks, it will redeem itself in the eyes of all that is celestial and will leave when the time is right." Cat Grant simply stood still in her seat, admiring the swell determination in her young and beautiful helper's eyes. The power behind those very words was enough to make her lip slightly curl up.
"Well, I guess you do have a point there Kiera bu….." none other than James Olson came in through the door.
"Afternoon sorry to interrupt, Kara, the flourist….for the party?" this was the perfect getaway.
"Right, I should probably handle that." The two left the office leaving the CEO in thought. Cat took in on what Kara had said and given it some time to sink in. One last look to her assistant who was leaving past the glass doors was the last thing she did before drowning herself with the expensive alcohol.
"Winn found Krull."
"What? How?
"There was a black mold that grew in the town of Chernobyl, right after the meltdown. Winn found that same mold here in National City it's a junkyard, 60 miles south." He handed her a paper with the location and instructions in which Kara took without a second glance.
"Tell Ms. Grant I'm putting the finishing touches on the party." James was doing everything that he could to hold back and try to stop the next move that he knew she was going to do judging by how frustrating her voice was starting to sound. But her sudden movement on rushing straight towards the elevator while no one was in it caused his pleads to fall on deaf ears.
She waited till the doors were shut so she could finally turn around while crossing her arms in irritation.
"I won't crawl back to the darkness I came from just yet, guess it's time ta show everyone once again I'm not some little not to be taken seriously fuck off and push over." It was all a big rollercoaster, just when she thought once again things were getting back on track here she is now with her very allies thinking and assuming she couldn't do this. She'll show them, she'll show Kal, she'll show this ungrateful world what happens when evil comes out of nowhere and tries to intimidate and over conquer her, her loved ones and any innocent person in this city.
"No!" she clenched the paper and her hands to her scalp, black nails trailing into her hairline.
No, this wasn't right. She shouldn't be acting like this. This wasn't her. She had no choice but to suck it up but that didn't mean that she still didn't feel berated because she did. The women said nothing more as she descended down the building until she reached the bottom floor hence forth entering the lobby.
"Let them think of you this way." She told herself.
"Just remember to take in the pride and the looks on their faces when they see that you've succeeded for the umpteenth time once again. Alex, Mama, and Kal are an exception to an extent but let James, Hank, Winn and even Ms. Grant think you can't handle it, Rao knows you truly can. So get to it." that being said the moment Kara left the building and speed walked to the alley way across the street the speedster blurred towards her apartment to pick up her coat. Getting ready to see if she could talk some sense into Krull but slightly doubting that he would listen and instead try to bath himself in her unseen form's blood once again.
The vigilante stepped out from the ceiling shade she was hiding in, completing her first task in scanning and sensing for any other activity in the abandoned yard full of nothing but discarded trucks, cars, R.V.s, and transportation vehicles. Using her super hearing Kara could indeed hear two distinctive heart beats, one, feeling slightly elevated while the other was pounding furiously. She guessed the latter was Max being held against his will.
The Blur tuned her x-ray vision to the suspicious looking shack in front of her and to her conclusion the man behind Lord Tech was sitting in a chair tied up with broken tire secures and ropes.
Max knew that Reactron was hiding on the other side of the room past several obscuring shelves. His tension did not cease upon hearing the whoosh that could be heard almost every night for the last week in National City behind him
"Where is he?" the inhuman voice nearly made the man yelp.
"He force me to repair his suit I don't know where he went, that's quite sound of voice ya got. What are you some kinda robot or nanite machine." He felt like he had to ask considering he couldn't turn his head with the back of the chair stopping him. This was all part of the plan for Reactron, The Blur was his. Unfortunately the moment he came out from around his corner with a blast from his newly powered gauntlet both vigilante and CEO were gone without a trace. Now Krull simply realized his hostage was gone. If only he knew that Max was being dropped off back to his facility with The Blur speeding him down the frozen world and streets via chair.
"What in the world?!" Max cried as he now saw himself in front of the expensive campus with people all over and around him, wondering how he suddenly appeared from the darkness in front of them and still tied up in the rusted computer chair.
Kara made it back just in time to see the crackle of nuclear blast heading towards the area she once stood in with Max. The scene wasn't frozen but everything was moving in long bit slow motion.
"Nice try with the ambush Big Man." She ducked under the heavy feeling of the orange lighting and came at him delivering a spin kick to his chest once time resumed and Reactron crashed through the run down shack and piles upon piles of decommissioned cars showered him like an avalanche.
Kara sped to the pile to take this time to talk to him. She kneeled down on her boot covered toes to speak through the collapsed mess.
"Ben, I don't think your wife would've wanted you to hurt anyone." That was her cue to speed away considering the cars that were once crushing Krull exploded into dozens of scrap revealing the villain in raging glory.
"BEN KRULL IS DEAD YOU HEAR ME, DEAD. HOW DARE YOU MENTION THE LIFE TAKEN FROM ME THANKS TO SUPERMAN WHO SAW TO THAT!" he yelled in all directions wishing he had the speed and not the strength to do some damage. This challenge was getting the better of him already, time to step it up thanks to the help of Maxwell Lord.
Cranking up the raw energy in his chest core Reactron howled as his body unleashed a globe of sickening nuclear energy that fired in all directions, leveling up torrents of destroyed scrap. Kara, who had been hiding behind several towers of said scrap jolted back as the wave hit her and sending her flying into a hard bus caving it in the process. Krull turned to wear he heard the crash not caused by him and grinned wickedly under the mask.
"WHAT'S WRONG BLUR? NOW UR SCARED TO FACE ME? U MUST BE SINCE YOU CANT TOUC….." his boasting was silenced by the black streak breaking through its trashed area and began assaulting him with barrages of hits that were too fast for him to see considering they were making his eyes clench uncontrollably. He finally managed to open them but was welcomed with a blackish shower that he didn't know where was exactly coming from beside the much darker shadows that were hitting his stomach knees and chest.
"ENOUGH!" Reactron mustered the courage and strength through the jolts to repeat the same move he did before and to his satisfaction it sent the living shadow crashing through obstacles and into the other side of the junkyard.
"YES." Thinking quick, Krull began barraging the area and pushed heaps of debris in the direction he just sent The Blur.
Kara was shaking the throbbing in her body to the best she could but her doing was interrupted by the collateral damage that began to pile on her just like she did to Ben. It didn't stop there. To her luck she was getting covered so she wouldn't expose herself to Reactron but at the same time he didn't show signs of stopping with his assault. Once she felt like as if she was being pushed by the junk towards the city streets again Kara tore herself away from the destroyed scrap and crawled towards the shaded area she was earlier, doing her best to go around the corner thanks to the clanking footsteps of her wannabe killer.
"SOON ENOUGH." He yelled from behind her. "YOU'LL BE DEAD, AND I'LL SHOW THIS WHOLE CITY WHAT YOU REALLY ARE." His insults fell on deaf ears when Kara now straightened herself from her shadow and grit the wall with her hands.
"You won't." she vanished when he turned to face her with his gauntlets at the ready and with his anger blinding him. Kara dashed to National City preparing for something was absolutely going to be uncomfortable. She ran through streets and highways building enough momentum to come back to Reactron's location and clashed her fist into his back causing pounds of pain to rush through her bones and sending the mad man flying out of the entire city wide perimeter, not once given the chance to fire from his armor at the place where he thought he would defeat The Blur.
Kara fell to her knees while clenching her aching hand to her chest, the knuckles and fingers becoming a tad bit of purple from the hard impact it made against condensed powered metal. For the next several minutes she stood where she was while blowing on her digits, getting the urge to stand up since her coat began to pick up traces of filth off the floor. Her super hearing picked up a loud boom echoing high in the sky. The alien beauty hung her head low and she could now hear the fluttering of a giant royal cape several feet from above her. Her head remained low, not wanting to stare at the heir of Krypton who was all but sad at seeing his big cousin avoiding eye contact.
Thanks to Jimmy calling him, he was here to help, but she didn't need it. He wanted to talk, but he couldn't seem to muster any word whether it was Kryptonese or English at the disowned El.
*WHHOOOSSHHHH*
*WHOOOSHH*
He was off, chasing her by air as she ran on foot. He could tell she was avoiding him, and if he didn't step up his game she would be gone from his sight. Kal placed his arms behind him and dashed as a red streak through the clouds while keeping up with his older sibling. He descended his flight to wear he was now meters above her but Rao didn't permit his wants as The Blur gave a two finger solute and her legs picked up the scorching pace before blasting into oblivion to the other side of the world leaving the last son of Krypton in his tracks with a sad expression and open jaw.
Reactron awoke to the sound of his radiation muscles aching like crazy. He begrudged while propping himself on his sore knees. Damn the demon, it was getting on his last nerves. Once again the round went to The Blur and Ben didn't like it one bit. Not that he was beaten no. It was that The Blur has shown him that it wasn't a joke. No matter how powerful he thought it was, he couldn't keep up with it. This was far from over but he was going to have to try something new in the future if it meant he would expose the vigilante and show the world along with Superman that he wasn't a man of forgiveness. In the meantime Krull took this moment to acknowledge where he was and grunted upon realizing that he was far out of National City, whoever this creature was, it had the capability to show momentum strength with it speed, something that he was going to strictly take into consideration for the next round.
That being said, Reactron took to the sky while thinking where we would have to camp out until he would destroy his unseen new enemy once and for all.
Alex put the last clean dish away while James was busy talking to a Clark Kent on his phone while staring at the television in Kara's living room. The news was blaring with the recovery and freedom of Max Lord.
"Clark what do you mean she's not with you?"
"I'm telling you Jimmy, I don't have her, I showed up the moment I thought things would get out of hand but she handled it, after that she took off. I went after her but….I couldn't keep up."
Alex almost dropped the last cup she was placing in the cupboard when the ringing whoosh echoed throughout the complex and in the center between the couch and two chairs stood Kara with the window doors opening just as she manifested. The two human had their mouths a gape when the vigilante crossed her arms just as she turned around to face the family sized screen.
Alex's first instinct was to drop was she was doing and run towards her baby sis, who seemed completely unharmed until James held his hand out to stop her.
"Hello? Jimmy."
"I'll call you back."
Alex practically swatted his hand away but James didn't seem to be bothered by the gesture. The human walked in front of Kara and the two instinctively hugged with absolute love, neither of the two caring that there was a second guest in the complex and Alex planting light kisses to Kara's dusty cheeks while also not caring that the younger girl's make up was slightly smudged around her lips and left eye. The Danvers heir wasted no time in running her hands appropriately over Kara's body as a way of checking for injures but the baby Danvers's let out calm whispers of "It's fine" and "I'm alright" just enough so James couldn't hear.
Alex simply traced Kara's form one more time before stopping to look at the vigilante's purple fading hand. The action of Alex bringing the palm up to her face to kiss the manicured digits was enough to make Kara almost coo.
"What happened to Krull?" the question coming from the Olson heir.
"Kicked his ass like the first time, and far out of the city." the three turned towards the screen to sit down upon hearing the press conference of Max as he got onto the stage.
"Yes I'll admit Reactron is a great danger to National City, luckily I wasn't harmed in fact I'm lucky to be alive."
Kara crossed her fingers hoping that she wasn't mentioned in the press.
"And I owe it all to the great hero who rescued me…..Superman." the press went into out-rage along with several protesting that they had witnessed him being deposited onto the streets by The Blur but the self-absorbed man walked off the stage with a broad smile on his face.
The two humans saw Kara's neutral expression as she nodded in satisfaction.
"You know I'll admit, he did show up…but I sped off. And I still don't understand how did he know that I was fighting Krull?" she looked at Alex for an answer but one look from her agitated and serious face towards James was enough to close the case.
"You called…didn't you James?" her expression never changing as the expression on the man's face chirming with guilt, and couldn't get the image of Superman bringing her in through the window unconscious out of his head.
Kara, he gave me this a long time ago." One click of his wrist watch unlocked the true purpose behind the numbers and hands to show a small symbol from her cousin's house and a complicated dialer. "If I ever got in trouble, I could call him."
"But you weren't in trouble….when did you even call him, the second I left?" the stoic face of The Blur wasn't soothing things.
"Kara I made a promise to your cousin. If anything ever happened to you…."
"You know, it's not surprising that you along with a lot of others other than Alex and our Mother believe in me." James was utterly thrown back.
"Of course I believe in you! I wouldn't even be here if I didn't believe in you!"
"Well maybe you shouldn't be here at all. You wanna superhero so bad Metropolis is miles up north east." It hurt so bad to see hear her say so things but he couldn't and didn't blame her. She wasn't the bad guy here. The only thing that came from all of this was Kara proving that she was capable of handling herself once again and Alex could vouch for that if the topic was brought up. She evaded the DEO's capture, she won against Vartox, she redeemed herself from the oil spill, tried to teach Kara the art of self-defense and got her ego broken, confronted her Kryptonian Aunt and sent her home with nothing and last but defiantly not least, The Blur was wiping the floor with Reactron, one of the Man of Steel's greatest enemies.
Alex seemed to be vowing for her sister more and more as these events unfolded.
James wasn't hesitant on standing up and heading for the door. He wanted to speak but he just couldn't find his voice. Especially with the women he was growing fond of wasn't even looking at him. The door shut with a silence before the speedster got up and pretty much dumped the black heavy long coat onto Alex in which she caught and started folding.
"You know that he was just trying to protect you right?" Kara stripped her shirt off revealing a lacey red braw but Alex wasn't disturbed in the least, growing up together in the same room pretty much became the norm for the two sisters to undress and dress in each other's presence.
"I know but there's a thing called trust, something no one other than now you, Mama, and Winn in the least seem to have in me." She spread her discarded shirt on the table, revealing the giant white "B" from the neck, breasts, and lower abdominals. Kara bended over to search in the side cabinet for the white chalk marker and uncapped it to add more color onto the symbol she had taken up. The white around the edges were fading from constant washing along with the jagged designs across the side way triangles forming the letter. But with a little shading, The Blur's logo would shine in all its unwanted glory once more.
She was about to sling the shirt over her lean but muscular shoulders when she stopped in realization.
"Great Rao." She began to panic in the slightest. "I have to be at Cat's party in like, now. Ten minutes ago and I don't even have my dress."
The older sibling grabbed the wrap bag off a chair table that the vigilante didn't notice until now.
"Yes I figured you would not have the time, so I borrowed one from the DEO closet, it's not black however…it is bullet proof." She wagged the awaiting gift in the aliens face with a smile.
Kara's tension flushed out through her throat before embracing her true loving sibling for the short notice gift, the human of the two planting kisses to her bare shoulder and avoiding the advanced metallic collar worn to project the voice of The Blur.
It was truly amazing how dawn quickly became night. The party truly was magnificent when Kara walked into the highest floor of the giant museum the event was being held at. Waitresses were quickly but calmly walking around in loose black cladded garments that had long see through sheets around their wastes and long domino masks covering nose and lips. Only three humans and an alien in the room could tell that these were bad interpretations of The Blur. The vigilante in secret almost bumped into the cover of CatCo's latest magazine, one that depictured a computer art drawing of the white "B" in front of a hollow jet black background with captions all over the left and right side stating, "Blur takes on the world", "What is it?", and "Champion of the shadows known as a secret." Beautiful music played loudly over the advanced speakers but none of that soothed Kara the minute her boss came walking towards her.
"You don't fool me." Her eyes trailed up and down Kara's green dress. "I noticed because there was no one mumbling and shuffling three paces behind me….where are the magazines?"
The narrow neck of Kara was doing its best not to gulp.
"uhh…."
"The paper ones the ones that can be framed." Great Rao should've helped her for she was potentially doomed. Or so she thought until her best friend came to her defense and explained how the dedicated assistant was busy for the past few nights filling out the autographs for with the author's name, something that Cat Grant was used to seeing.
"Huh, it's as if I thought of it myself Kiera." The CEO left with the unfortunate revelation but not buying it one bit considering the magazines were already here, she just wanted to see if her assistant would react badly or confess. The girl seriously needed to know how to defend herself, to toughen up.
"Oh my God Winn, you saved me back there thank you, owe, nice bowtie!" Winn smiled as he circled in front of her.
"Why thank you, I like bow ties, bow ties are cool." He said in a terrible English accent as this brought back the memories from 2010 when he met a brilliant man with a ginger companion and a man who was a nurse in a Blue box that appeared in his living room during his time as a senior college student. The man who so happened to be the leader of the three liked wearing bow ties all the time with his tweed jacket and floppy waved hair but what fascinated him most was the giant police box that was actually bigger on the inside!
Kara could tell that her best friend was dazing off. She patted his shoulder lightly to bring him back from whatever trance he was in.
"Uh, Winn?"
"Yes Doctor."
She scrunched her face in odd wonder for a moment before the two began laughing under a certain tone.
"What I meant to say was." He extended his hand out for her to take. "Would you care to dance with me?" she grinned in admiration.
"Sure."
As they walked to the dance floor, two people turned their backs to speak to each other, one a waitress who was all black clad except for her ginger hair and the other a rather handsome young man with fake glasses and proper tuxedo. The waitress spoke first.
"Oh my God Rory, that was Winn!?"
"Yes, yes it was."
"We have to tell the Doctor, this is his chance to come back."
"No Amy, we can't do that and you know it. This isn't even our time he's not a college student. He looks much older than the last time we saw him. Plus he's busy." The ginger shrew her lips at her husband, he did have a point after all. Their vacation turned mission was all about uncovering the mystery of The Blur from 2016, an unknown entity said to be faster than Superman himself while The Doctor tried to calibrate the location via from the old girl but the only result he ever got was the pin point of the famously well-known Kryptonian that lives it's life as a superhero.
"Guess you're right, still tho. Let's tell The Doctor once we finished here." The timid man nodded in agreement.
"I think it's best that you keep serving Amy, I heard Bruce Wayne would be here." The ginger's eyes lit up and walked out into the open again, wanting to be the first to serve the most powerful man in the United States since 2005.
"Tell me Ms. Grant." Max spun the Queen around professionally while bringing her in to his arms on the dance floor. "How did you manage to get an exclusive with The Blur?"
"Had a few strings pulled but eventually it took me away, must've known I was calling it out." Max grew a rather slim smile.
"Have you seen it? Does it have a true physical form?"
"Unfortunately the vigilante knows how to keep a secret. It's a living wonder of the world." they did several more spins before they brought each other closer.
"Gonna tell me how ya pulled it off? Or I am I gonna have to get sneaky?" the women was half tempted to yell out for security but stopped her throat in time to see a man dressed in a tux that would make the richest bachelors on the planet boil with jealousy. He had long brown hair that ran down his neck in a neat fashion and wore a long gold opera mask that covered his face, a face that hasn't been seen since 2012 when he finally left the walls of his manor to attend a diner party for the biggest charity donation in Gotham. A man who lost everything near the crisis with the now dead terrorist Bane but rose back to power like never before with raw determination.
"Bruce Wayne!" the aging beauty let it slip out loud and almost every neck in the large room twisted to see the living legend who was calmly heading for the exit while taking a drink from a redhead disguised as The Blur who was grinning like a maniac. The aging yet handsome man thanked the women's greeting and gave her a rare 500 dollar bill that he slipped out from his collar.
The Wayne powerhouse continued on before turning to face the spot light that was now shining on him.
"Thank you Ms. Grant." He pulled out a large donation check with a surprisingly amount of zeros and placed it on one of the counters for her to see. "Everyone please enjoy your night, forgive for walking on your Queen's territory." He bowed and The Batman in secret left most likely never returning to National City again.
The crowd went up in applause and roars. They were honored to have seen the man who practically funded America for the first time since his rise to success after going broke. No even dared to touch the check left by him other than Cat Grant who completely left Max's side to collect what was rightfully now hers. The Man was the only one in the room unimpressed.
"Whatever." He scurried in jealousy. "You won't ever see me burn down my mansion from a drunken night on my birthday." No one cared if they heard his insult, after all that certain event was more than ten years ago.
Hank's eyes glowed menacingly as he stood behind the glass doors of his assistant. She noticed his presence once his facial deformities returned to normal and issued him to come forth.
"Director Henshaw."
"Agent Danvers what are you doing?"
"I am helping Kara stop Reactron."
"It's been increasingly difficult for you to follow orders since your sister blurred to the scene."
"When you asked me to join the DEO, I didn't hesitate, because together you said we were going to save the world. And I can't do that with my sister thinking she's truly alone with nobody to help her despite how she is capable of handling her identity and herself." Hank knew she'd say something like that. If anything he was actually starting to quickly go forward with this plan. Nodding his head to her surprise he leaned over the observation table while taking in a deep breath.
"Who else knows about this?" the knight spoke over Alex's voice.
"I Do." Both elites were no match as the lights went off in the district. They instinctively pulled out their firearms but the shadow who wasn't The Blur disarmed them in the blink of a normal human eye and the lights flickered back on but were dimmed to a low shine. The duo looked around to see who could've produced the chilling voice and took their weapons away.
"Up here." The sound of a fabric fluttering was soon heard. When they looked up they saw the living night perched perfectly onto the ceiling bars, the very person who stopped Jonathan Crane from poisoning a whole city, the silent guardian who took down the Joker and tossed the blame of Harvey Dent's crimes on his shoulders back in 2008, and the watchful protector who took down Bane and came back from the dead in 2014.
"The Batman was in the DEO, in all its fear striking stature, black armor and pointed cowl clasped his lethal trained body.
"You….it's you!" the fear radiant in her voice, Director Henshaw would've been scowling at her for throwing two years-worth of training right on the grill if not for the caped crusader that still remained on his perch.
"Batman!" His baritone voice stated that strictly. The Dark Knight wasn't intimidated. If anything he was as still as the statue that Gotham dedicated to him for sailing the bomb out into the bay.
"How did you get into this facility? ANSWER ME NOW." The batman did the one thing no one ever thought could be done to director Hank Henshaw. The leader flinched back pulling Alex with her as the watcher dropped down with his long cloak cape making the only noise in the room. The eyes of Gotham's immortal stared into the alien and human, the designed brows on the cowl seemed to have shifted upon falling down to meet them.
The agents could only watch as their potential enemy reached into his yellow metallic belt and pulled out a hard drive. He tossed it through the air and Alex caught it on reaction.
"What's this?"
"Leverage." The director asked next.
"For what?"
"To get things moving, you wanna help The Blur, so do I, whoever it is its doing a great job and giving something to your city. I suggest ya'll be more grateful, media just gets worse every day. After tonight, Reactron will be nothing but a rat in a cell. Do what you must and I won't expose any of ya'll. Don't worry about me this is mostly likely the last time we will ever see each other again." the lights flickered with unexplained doings and the room went black once again, the two not daring to attack what they couldn't see but when they came back on.
"The Batman was gone.
"Hey." Kara turned around after Winn had parted with her from the dance floor. She was going to get herself a drink but was stopped by the calling of James Olson. She gave him a slight sympathetic look before issuing him forward.
"Look….me pressing that button, had nothing to do with you…it was me." Her face contoured into concern. "I call him when things get tough, always have. That's part of the reason I left Metropolis. I just…I press that button when I get scared. And I was scared of losing you."
"I really appreciate that you care about be, but you need to understand that no matter how hard the situation gets, I'll always find a way out. It never stopped me before and it's not gonna stop me now. I need to be The Blur, without Superman, without get out of jam cards. I'm sorry James but no matter how many times you and the others might have doubts. Those doubts are not gonna come tru…"
The crash echoed throughout the expensive estate. Speak of the devil, and he will appear. Reactron cracked his feet into the white stone as he landed from the ceiling.
"Not this demented fucker again." Kara said through clenched teeth.
People ran around the facility in shock, they were doing their very best to head for the exits while Reactron silenced them with a loud echo.
"WHERE….IS…..THE…BLUR!" he set his sick eyes onto the large prop cover and extended his hand towards the poster, he didn't give a seconds hesitation to incinerate the image of the unseen vigilante.
"Be careful with that you savage larded brute!" Cat came from behind and delivered a heavy bottle of wine to the back of Krull's head earning nothing but a wet scalp with the scent of alcohol. He menacingly turned around and quickly cupped the throat of the Queen, she shivered upon the touch and her heels were practically kicked off since she wouldn't stop attempting to hit the armored man with her feet.
Kara clenched her hands for the umpteenth time thanks to the actions of this mad man, it was round three, time to Win it and go home once and for all. She turned towards James and yelled over the sound of terrified party goers.
"I'm gonna slip into something more comfortable." She soon ran off at a human pace towards one of the far exits and blurred into the city upon opening the door leading to an alley.
"CAT GRANT…NOTHING BUT AN OLD BITCH TA ME." The aging beauty hissed upon being called that, mixtures of both anger and fear coursing through her veins.
"DON'T THINK I HAVENT WATCHED THE NEWS AT ALL….I'LL SAY THIS ONCE AND ILL SAY THIS SIMPLE WHO IS THE BLUR? WHERE DID IT COME FROM?" Cat mustered all the saliva in her throat and spat it right into his left eye, nearly causing his grip to snap her neck.
"I don't know you hairy mongul, and go to hell." Cat began losing her breath and was raised higher into the air.
"SURE THING, SAY HI TO EVERYONE YOU LO…." His death sentence to Cat was ceased as the shadow of National City rammed its unseen fists into his filthy chest. The man failed to draw first blood once again as he smashed into a pillar that caused it to start crumbling onto a waitress and luxury man, he guarded his body with hers preparing for the worst but Amy and Rory soon found themselves frozen in time and waking up outside the museum that was suffering collateral damage.
The man wasted no time in propping Amy onto her feet and quickly dragged her via hand grab onto the safety of the streets.
"Saved by The Blur, the Doctor is never going to believe us."
"I think he'll be more disappointed when we go back to the Tardis with a mission failed."
Cat took in gulps of needed air when she somehow appeared into a stretcher of an ambulance ready to depart to the National City museum. The paramedics instinctively checked her and immediately tended to the nearly collapsed windpipe by placing an oxygen mask over her face. They all knew it was The Blur who had left her hear, the loud infamous whoosh rung throughout the streets.
"Please be alright Ms. Grant." The Blur said but didn't look back. "Please be okay."
"Kara." Alex's voice spoke through her ear piece as she stopped at the top of the museum. "We may have found a way for you to stop Krull." The mad man began to tear up the now abandoned dome just as Hank spoke next.
"Krull's suit is powered by a demon core, a subcritical Mass of plutonium."
"If you can remove it from his suit, his weaponry will shut down."
"But the core will explode the moment it is pulled away from its substantial matrix, you don't want the city to get nuked I suggest you contain it with lead."
Lead, of course.
"First I have to get this mad man out of there." Kara used her x ray vision to see if she spotted Ben anywhere which pretty much was everywhere since he couldn't stop destroying the once great party all because he couldn't hit something he couldn't see. To her amazing surprise she found a chunk of lead discarded near broken tables in the form of an elderly man but how exactly was she going to gain access to it with a mad Krull down there.
"Wait." She touched her breast pocket feeling something heavy, her disruptor. "Of course." She grinned wickedly through black lips and white teeth. She pulled it out and adjusted the settings and scanners to encrypt the control over the fancy lights in the destroyed room. With the flick of her thumb, the room was showered in abyss.
Reactron stopped with his worthless attempts to catch his breath, to his amazement the lights went out and since nobody but him was now in the room there was no massive hysteria.
The shifting sound behind him was enough to tell him that The Blur was behind his armored spine. But what he didn't know was that it had a large statue head in his hand.
"I am sorry for what happened to you, but you are going to jail."
"YOU HAVE BEEN NOTHING BUT A COWARD SINCE THE MOMENT WE MET. ATTACKING FROM AREAS IN PLACES WE CANT SEE IS THE EXACT DEFINITION OF A WEAKLING. SHOW YOURSELF. YOU HAVE NOTHING TO HIDE. FIGHT ME HEAD ON AND I'LL CONSIDERING YOU A GREAT ENEMY. A NUMBER TWO ADDED TO MY LIST."
"You fight for nothing but revenge and resentment for what the world did to you, you had the choice of being something great, but instead you did this, growing a capacity for hurting and killing those who did things to you. I understand the pain of losing those who you care about, but frankly you're just too blinded by the thrill of destruction and tonight will not be the night I am no longer needed. TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT YOU FAIL!" His mask cracked and broke under the sheer force of the speed Kara had just used while smashing the chunk of lead into his face. At the last second Kara entered the speed time break and looked at the remaining head of the monument she had just broken. Thinking quickly the alien fired her projectile purple beams through ceased air into her hand quickly melting the metal to the point where it molded onto her palm like a glove and also making the wise decision to roll up her coat sleeve so the material wouldn't singe against the temperature.
One look at his deformed face and now broken nose was enough to push Kara to end this debacle once and for all.
"I'm sorry Ben. You never stood a chance against me and my loved ones. Maybe in the future, you will learn from your actions."
The next move was the last and risky one but Kara had no choice.
With her now gloved hand the alien beauty dug into the sizzling core just as she lost concentration on the speed. The hit that Krull had taken earlier wasn't stopped and the now downed villain smashed into the outer regions of the museum, his armor cracking against concrete and his face now bloody with a broken nose and pride wounded. He tried to get up but the armor which now remained powerless with an empty core was nothing more at the moment but a metal paper weight around his body. This was it. He was done for. He could hear the police out in the distance along with a SWAT unit heading to his location. One last time, if it meant anything, Ben Krull howled at the top of his lungs, Reactron was no more.
They watched from the safety of the DEO, the trio along with several of the technicians and scientists watched as Reactron was now in custody of higher federal authorities. To Kara's surprise the media was praising and thanking The Blur for accomplishing what Superman never did.
"Thank you for your help, both of you." the agent in charge nodded in gracefulness.
"Something tells me this isn't the last non alien threat you'll be taking on." Alex looked up with a shocked expression.
"Something tells me we haven't seen the last of him sir." The three looked up from the round desk and were greeted by the symbol that struck fear into the hearts of the criminals that prayed on the fearful in Gotham.
A black burnt bat symbol was a sign that he was here.
"The….Batman was here?" the speedster looked towards Hank and Alex who had no choice but to answer yes.
"He was the one that gave us the info to defeat Reactron Ms. Blur, I hope for his own safety he doesn't try to ever crawl back down here ever again….still don't know how he did." That being said, the director stood up and walked away, clearly off to run a few things.
Alex was about to consulate her sister when she found her staring at the symbol on the ceiling even more.
"Alex, are you sure it was him. Like legit was it THE Batman?"
"The one and only, the same one who shocked the world after your cousin." the vigilante of National City whistled in astonishment.
"And here I thought he was dead until two years ago."
"You know, I think he supports you, in what you're doing that is. Guess someone in Gotham must really like ya. I just hope he stays away for now, we don't need two black clad vigilantes in National City do we." She elbowed Kara's ribs causing her to snicker.
"And it sounds to me like you should go find a certain ex-photojournalist." More snickers came from Kara's smile.
"Again with this Alex?" the older women was going to hold this up for who knows how long.
"He's a good friend, but I'll try talking to him more."
The morning was beautiful and quick the next day, soon Kara found herself back behind her work desk getting ready for the long day ahead for all the people on the floor. To her surprise a certain someone came in through the welcoming chime of the private elevator.
People stared in surprise when they saw Cat walking in with her usual sass. There were rumors that she got hurt during the accident yesterday but the thought of it being a lie seemed to be drilling in their heads since their beloved CEO was here right now, showing no signs of fear or shutter.
"Let's go people chop chop, I don't pay you to stare at me all day cause I was a few minutes late." The servants to the Queen took the cue to return to their regularly hard working schedule.
Except for the underappreciated assistant of all people, Kara walked into the women's office with a secret hot latte that she had at the ready just in case she decided to show up to do her job at running the successful company.
"Ms. Grant!"
"Yes…Kiera?"
She extended the beverage out for her boss to take.
"I brought you your latte." She exclaimed as though it was the most important task in the world.
"Of course you did." One swig of the hot fluids was enough to calm the women's throat from the pressure it received several hours ago. Kara was about to leave until Cat stopped her.
"Kiera." She turned on command.
"Did you…make it home safely?" the two were shocked considering it almost sounded like she spoke out of character.
"Well…I…" Cat rolled her eyes, here came the mumbling.
"I'm sorry Ms. Grant yes! Yes I did, Thank you for asking." Weird, usually Ms. Grant would've said something like, "If I don't have my lettuce wrap in five minutes Kiera I'm personally throwing you in the boiler room and erase your records from existence." But that wasn't the case here.
"And how about you, you didn't fall into any…danger last night did you?" what a stupid question of course she did.
"I'll admit sweetheart I did run into a bit of riff raff with that rusty smelling brute who is now behind bars but the good thing is I didn't sustain any major injury." She swayed her hand with a sass before bring out her prize from last night from her pocket.
"Of course thanks to Mr. Wayne, CatCo will be having quite an over flowing budget. Please take this and add this to the board and let them know the check is genuine from Wayne Enterprises themselves. This extra ten million is going to make them very happy ooo la la." Kara took the check from Cat, admiring the rare check pages used by the only the richest people you could dream of.
Kara left with a slight bow of her head, she made it towards her desk and slipped the blue slip into a manila folder next to her phone and sat down while opening her computer. She received a surprise for her life, a message from her baby cousin.
"Hi." Hearts warming eve felt like it was touching Kara. She was hesitant for a moment but pushed forward with urge.
"Thanks for coming to my aid."
"I know you didn't need it. :)"
"Just helping the way I can."
"You're doing great Kara, The Blur stopped Reactron. Superman never did that."
"Sorry I couldn't come out like you, this city needs something different."
"The world needs something different, and you're that difference Kara. You're are still needed despite what you said."
"For now I am."
"Take care big cuz, remember you have a meaning."
"U too Kal, family is forever."
The Danvers sisters snuggled up to each other while finishing the latest episode of Game of Thrones. The credits rolled and they turned off the T.V. to enjoy some of the remaining pot stickers.
"So baby sis, no James Olson tonight." The answer was defiantly a no. she tried talking to him during her time at work but found that he was in a heated discussion with Lucy Lane, the sister of THE Lois Lane. Turns out they had an affair before James even arrived to National City, guess it was true what people said, easy come easy go. She was lucky her sister changed the topic.
"So guess what I picked up from along the way?" she pulled out the CatCo magazine with The Blur's most devoted symbol.
"U actually read the whole article? You know she says tons of bad things about me right?"
"Very well horrible crafted things about you Kara." the alien shrugged her shoulders.
"Technically I get the last laugh, she can discriminate me to the public all she wants but is that gonna bring her in any way remotely closer to the identity of The Blur. That's something she really wants, but is never gonna get."
"Well you also get the last laugh because despite all these articles and discriminations, these people think of you as the opposite…you are doing things that Superman could never do." A great disturbance rung throughout the streets as police sirens echoed across the buildings.
"Well I maybe no hero." She disappeared and reappeared in her dark as night get up and make up. "But I am what you see."
The Danvers heir held her eyes open to see her precious family bond become what the city knew.
A/N: So people. Did ya like the references I put? Of course ya'll did, if not then I'm sorry you feel that way but overall I would appreciate a review for this chapter if anyone is willing and now as of this moment I will go see LOGAN in theaters today.