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TWO

Alex was muttering curses as Kara put them down on the balcony of the DEO. Kara was inexplicably laughing, her unlimited supply of positivity aggravating Alex to an extent where she would punch her sister in the face whilst knowing the implications it could have on her poor hand.

Winn strode toward them, an equally goofy smile plastered across his face. "Alex." He said, his smile almost instantly disappearing. "I've got the location of the newly freed inmate from National City Penitentiary that went on a joyride stealing equipment from military bases!" he exclaimed with an unearthly amount of enthusiasm.

"Okay." Alex muttered.

Kara, however, was unfamiliar with how her sister could remain so gloomy. "Cheer up Alex, you'll get him." Alex rolled her eyes and walked away

Winn looked at Kara and exclaimed with glee: "Kara! Have you seen The Greatest Showman?"

Kara snorted. "Of course Winn! This is me is my anthem!"

"Agreed."

"Karaoke tonight?" Winn asked with a huge grin.

"Are we inviting James?" Kara replied, a smile playing on her lips.

"Of course not!" he exclaimed causing the two friends to laugh. Winn was encapsulated with Kara's ethereal blue eyes and wonderful smile: despite everything – the fling with James, the awkwardness with Mon-El and the unspoken chemistry between her and Lena - Winn would always love Kara.

Kara fiddled with her thumbs and she looked up. "How about a deal?" she inquired, walking the halls of the DEO. "Best version of This is Me and..." she paused, and it was evident that she was thinking. "I'll go out with you to the Alien Bar. And I will get super drunk." Kara winked after saying the last part and Winn had to suppress a chuckle.

"You're on Danvers." After all, Winn evaluated, seeing Kara Danvers drunk was a once-in-a-lifetime-opportunity.

Kara raised her eyebrows and then super-sped to the desks where there was a collection of computers. Various screens were flickering with profiles: people or aliens with red hair, brown hair, black hair, tentacles and celestial eyes... Kara couldn't even remember them all.

Suddenly, she felt a hand grip her shoulder. Supergirl turned around, meeting her sister's warm chocolate eyes that were filled with worry. "Fire down on 5th street – people are trapped on the fourth floor and-"

However, Supergirl was gone with in a split second, leaving a flustered Alex behind.

Ten minutes later she returned. "What else you got for me?"

During the day Supergirl had saved five kittens from falling off a tree – one of which was a snake that was strangely called Kitten (Kara had to be given some encouragement from her sister to pick up the snake) – and had put out one fire, stopped a train from derailing and had prevented a criminal from eluding the taut grasp of Justice.

All in all it was a pretty good day.

Unfortunately, as soon as Kara returned from the high-speed chase, she was greeted with a grim expression that said one word: Trouble. One word escaped from her rosy lips:

Reign.

Without a second thought she jumped up, and flew into the sky.

A flame was dancing in the sky, streaks of red visible across the horizon as the sun peered over the land. The sun was afraid. It wanted to leave before darkness struck. Darkness was creeping at the edges of the fire in the sky – an alluring mix of red, orange and yellow – and with in ten minutes, the darkness had engulfed the sky, as the gilt light of the sun was extinguished by the inky-blue of the darkness.

Heat-vision erupted from her eyes. It broke through the barrier that had kept Reign captive, as Lena was thrown backward, her body crashing helplessly against the computers.

Alarms blared, as a plume of smoke rose from the damaged computers. Reign chuckled, cherishing the chaos. She stepped forward, and clenched her fists. Striding towards the incapacitated scientist, she wrapped her wiry hands around Lena's throat.

Reign smiled. Sam screamed.

The Worldkiller could hear the desperate voice of the pathetic human echoing in her head. Sam's voice was like the sound of irate gunfire, a screeching noise that one would hate.

As a consequence, her hold on Lena slackened, and the woman's eyes slowly opened. At first, the scientist was perplexed, but that was soon replaced with pure terror as she set her eyes on the hands wrapped around her throat. Lena kicked out, her legs pushing Reign back. It was a futile effort, because when the Kryptonian looked up, a look of pure animosity was plastered across her face.

"Sam!" Lena yelled, as she brought her trembling hand to her head. Lena glanced at her hand: it was caked with blood. Her breathing became erratic and for that one moment, Lena was afraid that this would be her demise. Casting the thought of her damnation aside, Lena held out her hand. "Sam," she begged once more, "this isn't you. Don't let Reign take control. Remember your life as Sam Arias. Remember your friends: me, Kara, Alex. Remember your daughter, Ruby!"

An image of a girl flashed in Reign's mind. She had no doubts that this girl was beautiful.

Ruby.

Reign gritted her teeth, feeling the vulnerable human push against her collapsing mind. Gnarling her fingers, she raked them down her face trying to fight the conflict inside. Reign let out a deafening scream, her face contorted with anguish.

Her scream was powerful and knocked an impotent Lena backward until her head hit the wall with a thump. Her eyes shut as her body fell forward as the woman plunged into the depths of unconsciousness.

The Kryptonian gripped her head, another scream ripped out of her throat, reverberating in the room. "You are weak!" she yelled with newfound choler, throwing back her head. However, when Reign looked up again, her eyes were devoid of emotion – devoid of Sam. The Worldkiller grinned, as she walked over to Lena with pique.

Reign's eyes gleamed crimson, but before she could eliminate her threat, she was sent crashing into the wall.

When the Kryptonian rose, her blood boiled with indignation - adrenalin pumping through her veins as she felt her sheer power overwhelm her. Her eyes locked with the self-righteous Kryptonian before her: who sported a suit of patriotic red and blue, her red cape billowing behind her despite the lack of wind. Reign smirked, cherishing the moment where Kara Zor-El stood with such confidence. She had stood with the same assertiveness in December, but after, she was left a broken and bloodied girl.

"Your end has come, Kryptonian. Your blood will be used to bathe the streets red." She taunted, her voice dripping immorality.

Kara raised her eyebrows. She took a step forward, before glancing to her left where Lena was lying. "Don't hurt Lena." she said, her voice bold as she put a protecting arm in front of the CEO. "And spare Sam."

"The human?" Reign asked with mock curiosity. "If I die. She dies." Suddenly, she could hear a timid voice inside her head pleading her to stop. She winced, feeling the despondency that Sam was radiating. Kara frowned. "You can feel her can't you? Sam? She will win. She will prevail."

Reign's mind grabbed hold of Sam's, muffling her voice and emotions until it was drowned out by Reign's laugh. It was a wicked laugh that Kara shook at. "You will die today Kara Zor-El. Don't let your last words be something that will never come true."

Kara gulped. "Let her be." She insisted. "This is between you and me, Reign."

And with that, the two Kryptonians lunged at each other, blue and red and black mixing in a haze of colour as they flew through the ceiling into the now-interrupted tranquility of the National City night.

TBC...