Epiphanies of Heroes - Angels and Queens
"No I uh...I flew here...on a...bus.." The first ridiculous excuse she made to green eyes and it hadn't been her proudest moment but who was she to define anything proud as of late. She had struggled since day one…
Her world had burned with her small fragile body trapped in the pod, her coffin to be sentenced to while a nightmarish phantom zone kept her prisoner for twenty-four long gruesome years. All she had was the fire the silence and even as still as it was...it was deafening. Then she'd arrived on the planet known as Earth only to discover in shame and fear trembling like some weak lost fledgling the mission, the pledge she was given and had made wouldn't come to be. He had grown, had become a protector of Earth and learned to adapt and she? She wasn't his responsibility and he had made that known when he'd brought her to a home that already bore a child; a daughter. She was treated with kid gloves by the adults, taught to suppress all she had explained to her by her mother back on their home planet...a planet gone.
She was a confused and dangerous caged monster and it showed early on with the growth of her abilities, of her powers. Yet even with the uncertainty, even with how things had started out, something had indeed changed. The daughter of the family that brought her into their family began to understand her pain. The name calling, yelling the scolding and anger shaped to something soft something oh so very gentle.
"I've got you Kar...it's okay...focus on my heartbeats okay? Focus on them, hear them not anything scary, not the thunder or lightning okay?" Through the storm, wrapped in the secure arms of contentment and trust, they formed their bond…
"You flatter me." Her best friend spoke so sincerely with a sweet smile as they both sat on the couch of her office.
"I only wrote the truth." She returned a smile nodding. "I'm learning...to keep digging..even when all the evidence points one way..there's always another side."
"Even when it's hard to find.." She told her.
"ESPECIALLY when it's hard to find.." It was the first time, the first moment...when the dynamics of their bond..changed… .."So my office is...overflowing with flowers.."
"Really?"
"Yeah…." They both let their bodies un-tense and felt an ease, a sense of peace wash over them. Smiles and laughter, even soft chuckles had brought a true meaning to a word that she had just recently remembered hearing. 'Soulmate'. They exchanged more panter and then the beautifully radiant creature with eyes of emerald spoke..
"...Well...Supergirl may have saved me but..Kara Danvers, YOU are my hero.."
She remembered the terrifying sound of her best friend's voice on the radio and rushing off breaking all sound barriers she had before praying to Rao to everything and everyone she could think of to make it in time to save the woman she had every ounce of belief in..
"I can't hold both!" Her voice etched with ragged tremble her mind in tatters her heart in far worse shape with a gut retching fear driving through every fiber of her body. She was struggling under the weight and just once she had wished for more power than she already had, which with every second trickling was dwindling.
"Save the chemicals, not me!" She shouted back, determined to do what she knew was right even at the cost of her own life. The battle unspoken was there and the woman with all the strength suddenly felt completely powerless.
"NO! I'm not gonna drop you!" She practically growled with an unwavering refusal to just let those eyes this incredible soul, fall..into the claws of darkness.
"Let me go!" It was almost a request when she had spoken it but the blonde shook her head refusing to budge even under the bending of the metal in her draining grip.
"NO!" Cerulean blue met the depths of rich earthly green and despite the struggle, despite the pain, they had found a way. She remembered when she had yelled at her to climb, to climb with all the will power she could offer the woman and wished more than anything to give everything of herself if it meant this beautiful soul she felt her heart cry for would survive for the rest of existence.
Then Reign emerged…
Eyes of a haunting emerald watched in absolute horror as the devil appeared and started to descend her vengeance on the noble blonde champion. So many stood in the streets, as she did as he did. Her gaze slid to his face to judge his reaction and found agony and fear but also regret and as she slid her eyes downward she noticed his clenched fists. Later on she understood why he was so furious. He was the city's mask warrior 'Guardian'. But she had slid that gaze up once more and saw it. The name he mouthed gave it away and she flipped her attention back to the fight only to watch the monster slam her foot directly into the hero's torso closer to where the heart rested of whom she feared would be sentenced to a fate she wasn't meant to receive. Her entire body, mind, heart, soul SCREAMED for what her voice couldn't project. PLEASE..SAVE HER! DON'T LET HER BE CAST IN THE DARKNESS! Then everyone watched the strike and an eerie silence where everyone wondered where both the dark and light had gone. The holiday cheer held no meaning to them, and especially not to her. Not now. Not ever….again. Until..
"Look!" Someone shouted and she felt her eyes shivering by the sight feeling her body suddenly struck with paralysis, unable to project what her mind wanted her body to do what her body needed her mind and vocals to do. There was nothing. She watched helpless as the angel in her life; whom had saved her on countless occurrences whom had rescued her from a loneliness and given her the support of friendship of family of…of so much more, that same angel dropping from the heavens by a vile beastly spawn created in the pits of hell. Then that angel of their city dropped into the catacombs of the street shaping it as if creating a sort of ghostly and haunting grave her body so utterly and horribly still. Her eyes caught the movements of rushing agents noticing immediately the one whom trembled greatly even in her authority position and studied the gruesome concern in the brown shaking eyes.
"Is she dead?" A child asked under a shaky terrified tone. Then the woman in charge, the auburn haired friend of even her was yelling for the stretcher and they rushed the city's hero off to a location she would soon come to know far too much.
A few nights after, had been their first time to really reflect with how hectic it had been since Supergirl had fell from the sky by the hands of the 'Devil, now they learned to be Reign.
"James.." The noble man turned as they shared yet another drink in the office of Catco under less annoying lighting with the rest of their employees retreated to rest for the night. "Is she okay?"
"I…" She knew by his hesitance that he was attempting to keep the secret and by her asking such an upfront break of confidentiality she was violating beliefs even she held. "Nevermind I asked." That was the last they spoke of it. The weeks to come would bring ruin to everything both had ever believed in and furthermore, in one another. It had begun with the ding and the strangled call to hold the door to the mechanical prison.
The elevator was where the bond began to sever. After countless coffee runs, lunch and dinner 'dates' outings to places the Luthor had never encountered but found beautiful because of the sunlight beside her, the warmth in her cold dark world. That warm and gentle set of arms became…
"Supergirl went behind my back and used my personal relationships against me! That's something my mother would do! She crossed a line...I can NEVER trust her again.." The hurt behind the words struck them both and neither knew just how deeply simple words could create an epitome of purgatory. How swiftly the connection so tightly weaved once, now fringed and unwound as if one made of steel now merely frayed string unwinding from separation.
While Lena offered the young Arias more ice cream and promises to help bring her mother back and her sister did her best to ensure that they would both go to the ends of the earth to deliver Sam back to her daughter it was the blonde whom watched from a distance silently. She slipped away to the bathroom and quietly shut the door turning on the fan as her body began to break horribly by the excruciating words that were meant for the hero of National City and not the reporter that felt her shell quake as the tears poured down the sides of her face as if someone had broken the dam and there was no wall to hold back any of the agony feeling as if her planet had exploded all over again. She'd came up with an excuse shortly after to leave for a while and took to the skies as quickly as she could delving higher and higher then leaving the city for a few moments to scream out her agony making sure not to let her heat vision go for fear of solar flaring by the emotional uproar that not even screams and her favorite flights could calm.
Later she returned, her sister giving her a look of concern but relieved the hero was back just in case another run in came. Yet even green eyes had picked up on the blonde's tension and by then, she had realized how deeply the words she'd spoken had damaged them both. Silence remained and the business woman pretended then on, she didn't know the eyes of her brother's enemy's cousin were the same...that met her own when she offered one of the cartons of various flavors. They both locked away their tattered thoughts and trembling hearts to focus on Ruby and the tasks to come.
"What troubles you so my daughter..?" Cerulean blue ventured away from her surroundings to land on the warmth of her mother's caring expression of concern. "It's those on Earth isn't it?"
"Yes." She spoke swallowing hard knowing if she didn't gather herself right there that the tears would cascade down her face and there wouldn't be an end to them, when all she had ever thought before was none of where she used to be yet now was under her feet and all around her and even as grateful as she was for this miracle...something felt strangely off and this all of it, felt wrong suddenly.
"Is it the strong warrior sister of yours?"
"It's her but...I.."
"It is the one you grew to connect with most during times of strife." She nodded, and was grateful her mother could read her so very well even after so much time separated.
They had managed to escape just as fate had intended and the battle was quickly escalating until she had used her vision just when intended unaware of the consequence far too late to understand the mistake she had made. A calm had occurred but she had watched one of their own, one noble and true to the broken agency fall at the hands of three fates of fire and fury. There wasn't much time and upon their journey back to where the weak friend of theirs lay fighting to survive to hold on and not submit to the devil, National City's hero had a sudden opportunity and took it.
"Mom...this is Alex!" She was overwhelmed to have her older sister meet the woman whom both had thought hadn't survived their planet's destruction. Little did she know that the one woman whom had been working countless hours through stress, anger and exhaustion was witnessing the moment. So the woman, the oh so brilliant yet feeling so utterly foolish woman, watched the embrace of one Earth daughter and one Kryptonian mother hug and the sincerity in the flawless beautiful parent as she spoke.
"You and your family rescued my daughter...for I am indebted to you.."
"Well, sometimes I think she's the one that rescued us.." The warrior replied with just as much honor. It was the moment the one so very silent spoke up informing them of Sam's condition and it hadn't even dawned on any of them that SHE had heard it all…
"What has you so unbelievably focused away from all the night sky of endless stars has to offer?" Even in such a radiant business suit she was still just as breathtaking which in turn made the blonde even more vividly nervous.
Not one word had been spoken after all the chaos, the battles, the losses, and finally what felt like an unjustifiable victory. There had just been her presence at the door her glasses hooked on a partially unbuttoned cardigan with her hair no longer in the ridiculous ponytail and her hand extended out with a bottle in grip. "Did you want to come in?"
Then there had been rambling there had been frustration and unnecessary pacing there had been tears that welled up and finally cast downward and despite her anger at more of herself than the woman before her crumbling, there had been the embrace. She had set down her tumblr glass and taken the distance that had come between them and closed it within seconds leaving no chance for the woman whom she knew felt shame and anger toward her own self for not revealing what the intelligent woman SHOULD have figured out far sooner. She knew the blonde wanted to tell her but in a way she understood the reasoning behind it looking at it all. For heaven's sake she had CREATED kryptonite in her lab! She felt like the monster then and the powerful blonde sensed the change by the thundering of her heart, the racing of her pulse and the tension in her body. Pulling partially out of the grip they had of one another cerulean met earth and it was as if both storms finally met one another.
"You have not one damn thing to be sorry for Lena. Don't even think it.." The woman whom was struggling at her thoughts felt them halted for a moment quirking an eyebrow up.
"Did 'Sunny' Danvers..just cuss?" Where she was partially in awe of the situation the blonde shifted her warm gaze to a glare. "I'm kidding and you know it. Though….an uncensored Kara is welcome here too." Their shames and guilt suddenly washed away. "Would you like a glass of something?"
"Yes." The blonde spoke firmly as the woman that she'd consoled and apologized to stepped away and to her cabinet of exotic yet expensive brews.
"Can you even GET drunk?"
"On some things yes. Mon-El…" Kara struggled with the name shivering as she took a seat upon the Luthor's sofa. "..he introduced me to some things that do absolute numbers on me and let's just say…..Supergirl should NEVER get that drunk again.." The businesswoman laughed wholeheartedly at that as she came over with a rather expensive bottle of wine. "Lena?" Blue eyes watched carefully as the bottle was opened by no doubt what appeared to be a gold encrusted bottle opener and the reporter had to wonder just how much that device cost. Then two flutes were filled and once again the atmosphere had shifted. "Lena?"
"Kara...I know that..you had to lose him twice, but…...I've almost lost you far more than he ever could and..watching you in the states you were in, not knowing if you were alright or if there was something I could have done…..it was tearing me apart inside Kara."
"Lena.." The blonde didn't know why she did it but she reached forward and took the flutes from the woman's grasp to set them down on the table next to them. She didn't even know where to begin so she decided...to start from her real beginning….
Kara spoke of Krypton openly and the beauty and fascination of both nature and science which led to a billion questions from the intellectual curious entrepreneur of knowledge. She spoke of it's breakdown and when everything began to crumble and shook with the images of her planet exploding while she was trapped in the capsule that would be her tomb for over two decades. She growled slightly and tackled the woman whom laughed at the realization of Kara's actual age in which the blonde replied 'Age is just an unimaginable number that holds no creative venture until experiencing a path..' and felt their intellects challenging one another as they continued on their night of wine opening a second bottle only for the blonde to strike Lena's attentive insight. It had caught the woman by surprise really and green eyes filled with the ideals behind it unable to stop herself from asking.
"Why would you want something like that Kara? What if an enemy discovers your identity while you have something with that power on?" Then Lena felt the woman leaning in closer grasping both her hands bringing them up as they sat facing one another comfortably on the couch. "Kara?"
"Make me it Lena. I know you can."
"But why?" It made no sense to her yet her best friend her….her…
"Then make it for me to wear..here." Kara spoke with conviction in her tone.
"Why?"
"So I can be as gentle with MY angel as possible without the concerns of tempering strength." The blonde pulled one hand away to reach out and softly touch Lena's cheek catching the Luthor completely off guard as Kara moved even closer as she slid the hand with hers between them slipping her fingers between the business woman's fingers interlacing theirs together. "Your eyes always reminded me of the softest touch of kryptonite and in yours I just want to surrender.." Lena felt her heart begin to race and instantly the Kryptonian picked up on it bringing her head tilted slightly smiling with a reassuring understanding. "Here, let me have that red sun. Make me a band Lena. Make me something so...here I can just be..Kara." Then the blonde took the one offered chance closing the distance between them and bringing her lips with the softest of feather light brushes along Lena's own and the woman gasped as her eyes widened by the shock of the move. Unable to fathom if she was dreaming or not the lips left her own and instantly she wanted their return.
"Kara.." Lena mouthed almost moaning and tried to fight the sound undoubtedly escaping.
"Yes..Lena..?" Kara spoke with her lips inches from the beautiful angel she saw the Luthor as, not the darkly haunted child with a putrid last name the citizens she protected would rattle off in their rants just because of a name. "We are not defined by our last names Lena. You are not some darkness...you..YOU are my light.." The blonde expressed as she felt a hand not intertwined stroke the back of her neck as she locked her eyes with the green orbs that left her in a tranquil warmth that now felt like an ignited hungering flame.
"I'm the angel huh?" She asked as the Kryptonian gulped nodding. "How is it that….I've caught...the Queen...of pure hearts.." Then their lips met once more and the gentle touch became the rapture that was no longer dormant. It was fire it was eruption and it collided with passion and unyielding pleasure. The blonde gasped at what she was craving and clenched onto the sofa as it tore easily by her powerful grip. Their session of stricken ecstasy was paused with the woman doing her best to catch her breath from such hungry kisses. "What...is it?"
"My...powers...my…" The blonde was trying to look away but Lena grasped her chin forcing their gazes back to battle. "Lena.." Kara attempted to plead.
"No.." The woman spoke with full certainty and her eyes glistened with the idea that emerged in her head. "You trust me?"
"Completely." Kara told her and the woman knew that the blonde was speaking with an absolute truth to her response.
"You have your um…suit..under..everything?" Lena was tiptoeing around the topic but the gorgeous blonde before her understood the meaning and chuckled nodding. "Fly us..to my lab."
"Okay..but…..I thought you didn't like flying.." When their eyes met again after Lena chuckled and turned away to return her gaze to the hero before her something stirred within them both.
"Oh Kara, just as you really are this majestic and radiant queen, of the purest of hearts…..you've always been my wings.." Lena watched in awe how easily the hero shed her costume and understood the importance even more of the shield of humanity. Then she was lifted ever so gently in bridal style and carried toward the balcony held closely to the blonde's chest and she lifted a hand to touch the symbol of Kara's family understanding the meaning behind it. The powerful creature gazed down smiling softly. "Safe.."
"You are...more than just safe with me Lena.." She spoke warmly as she levitated from the balcony giving Lena time to adjust in her protector's arms and found herself wrapping arms around Kara leaning her face into her neck breathing out buffs of calming air. Then they took off smoothly but quickly yet the hero didn't rush their destination as she hummed something she'd heard on the radio as of late and even against the rush of the wind the Luthor caught on.
"Okay…I give up..what are you humming?" Lena asked with curiosity and noticed the smile appearing on the woman's beautiful face as they flew.
"The way your fingers fit in mine, it's five plus five not rocket science.." Kara hummed a little more then looked down and sang what she felt was right.
"Why does that sound.." But Lena didn't even get a chance to finish as the beauty began again.
"It's like one, two, three..just as easy can be,
Just the way you look at me..you make me smile..
Ain't no need to complicate it, we both know that's overrated..
We've been there, it's safe to say it ain't our style.
It's just that simple, S-I-M-P-L-E...simple as can be
It's just that simple, S-I-M-P-L-E...simple as can be.."
"Did you…" Lena stopped herself as she had to chuckle nestling her face in the crook of Kara's neck again smiling. "A country song huh?"
"It's just...Then I met you and you met me and all the rest is history..an EPIPHANY that all we need is us.." The blonde sung and suddenly stopped her flight as someone had the song playing on their radio and for a moment but women just basked in one another in the starry sky surrounded even with the city lights enjoying the simple song and simple irony that the night would surely bring...
**You never know where and when angels will appear. I've been blessed to have two that have guided me through the darkness I've endured this year. Sometimes bonds don't have to be intimate, to be special and strong. They just have to be true and I thank you both, Alex and Michael. You have honored me with healing that I needed through my travels in the shadows. So this set is especially for you two.
-'Simple' by Florida Georgia Line brought this idea up..
-Cya-