Chapter Four: Post Card from Kandor.
Needless to say, the reappearance of her was something that threw Harry completely and utterly off guard, to the point where all focus was lost. The young wizard walked forward, carefully turning his head when he made his way down the streets, making careful strides. Chloe followed him, trying to keep up with his pace but it was rather hard for her to do so. She finally made her way next to him and looked into her eyes.
"Harry, slow down," Chloe stated when she grabbed his arm, before she spun her husband around. "I want to find her as much as I do but..."
"I don't understand the higher ups," Harry remarked when he threw his hands up into the air in frustration. "After all she did, after Death…."
Harry did not really know what to say about his aunt, he supposed, for lack of a better term. Although he did not think of her as that, he tried not to with all of the blood that was put on her hands. The black haired Herald of Death turned his head, watching the sky carefully, and taking a moment to really allow himself time to figure out everything. His heart beat steadily into his chest when he tapped his foot onto the ground.
"Hey, I want to find her," Chloe stated gently when she looked at Harry in the eyes. "You know she was the one that kidnapped me and had me subjected to some mad man's experiment."
"I'm aware of that," Harry responded when he placed an arm around Chloe's waist and he closed his eyes. "I went to all of the trouble to put her down. And I know….I don't know what is happening with the upper management. Until a new Death is created, I'm in the dark. Really, without Death, then my purpose is kind of in a state flux."
Chloe bit down her lip, she sensed his frustration, and grabbed his hand tightly.
"After what she did, I know what you want," Chloe responded when she wrapped her arms tightly around Harry. "But….I can't help but wonder one thing."
There was a pause where Chloe allowed Harry to consider what she said before she decided to continue her statement, carefully choosing her next words.
"I can't help but think there is a reason why she was brought back here," Chloe stated when she thought about it. "You said it yourself, Death works in mysterious and sometimes baffling ways. I wonder….I wonder how much of a pawn she was into the grander scheme."
Harry considered it carefully when he spun around and looked over his shoulder.
"What is it?" Chloe asked him and he shook his head. The blonde woman tensed up when Harry spun around and carefully looked down the alleyway, a set of eyes carefully staring down the alleyway.
There was nothing but Harry could have sworn that there was something. The wizard turned around and Chloe watched him, carefully biting down on her lip before she responded one a statement.
"You are extremely tense," Chloe offered him and there was a slight smile appearing on Harry's face, when she wrapped her arms around him.
"I know I am," Harry answered when he paused before he added. "I don't think that I've been close to how tense I've been before."
Tension was something that Harry felt many times in the past although if he was honest with himself, it helped him focus. It threw him into the pressure cooker and allowed him to find a way to fight out. He worked to a level beyond anything else and he carefully waited for his next move. The fact that a bunch of people were brought back to life and the potential consequences weighed heavily in the mind of Harry Potter.
The Sinclair thing in particular, that really upset him, given the little bit he got from her mind and how her mind was warped in that way. There was a part of Harry that wanted to reach out and help her, but he could not forgive the fact that she killed Hermione, killed others, and really hurt Kara and Chloe. That was not something that he forgave easily, circumstances be damned and family be dead.
Hermione was someone else that he thought about; there was someone who did not deserve to die. Even if she died for her idealism, and her belief that everyone would listen to reason. Harry wondered how many people were alive that weren't before. He could have a real mess on his hands.
Dare he hope?
There was a lot of hope that Harry had but he refused to really hang onto it for that often.
"Hey, Harry, are you still there?" Chloe asked when she snapped her fingers and Harry smiled.
"Yeah, Chlo, I'm still here," Harry answered in a distracted voice when he looked at her. "Family, something that….something that I've found frustrating more often than not."
"You're in a funny mood," Chloe remarked looking at Harry. "This is about the Sinclair thing."
"It's exactly about the Sinclair thing," Harry retorted carefully, spinning around and watching the alleyway. So far nothing from Sinclair other than the few sightings.
"She was your mother's sister and we all know how Lily turned out," Chloe stated, choosing her words carefully.
"Yeah," Harry stated, that was the fact that ate away at him about his mother, she was nothing like he ever thought she would be and that fact galled him.
He wanted to believe it was because of a botched charm on the journal that twisted her, he really did.
"So do you have any normal and sane members of your family?" Chloe asked him and that was when Harry shrugged towards her.
"What is normal?" Harry asked and Chloe smiled. "I doubt either of us could be considered normal."
"You've got a good point that," Chloe stated with a shrug before the couple continued their search.
Harry once again spun around quickly, for the second time, he sensed that there was something or someone following him. Even through Metropolis was not crowded as usual, there was a sense of a presence behind him. He rushed down the alleyway, and Chloe followed behind him, raising a careful eyebrow, before she turned her head from him and nervously looked behind herself. Then her eyes snapped back towards Harry.
"I heard it too that time," Chloe responded when she held onto Harry. The two stood back to back, so whoever was there, did not sneak up on either of them.
Yet, there was no one there; it was getting to be rather frustrating.
A pair of green eyes watched Harry, before she disappeared into nothingness, the time would come for them to meet up.
"So, you're really going to reach out to the Kandorians?" Chloe asked him in a careful voice.
"I upped the advertisements for the Shining Light Foundation, with a subtle message that they can come to me, I hope that they listen," Harry responded, he partially wanted to help them but also wanted to keep an eye on them. If they got their powers back, hundreds of people with Kara's powers could be a catastrophe, especially if some of them weren't as altruistic as she was. "Their leader might be a problem and the fact my mother might be assisting them. And I have a feeling it's not for any good means."
Chloe could hardly argue with that point.
X-X-X
Kara made regular trips back to the Kent Farm, mostly to check everything out and make sure no one was lurking around. Clark's sudden disappearance was not going to go unnoticed for long and she hoped that she would not have to play damage control. Whether or not Jor-El would parole her cousin any time soon, that was something that galled at Kara. She could sense Lara's frustrations growing by each day.
And what was even more galling was the fact that Clark finally gave in and decided to allow Jor-El to guide him. Kara felt slightly betrayed, because of everything that she did to help him, he ended up turning back to his father. A stupid computer, a flawed computer, that she was half tempted to smash. He never respected her properly, despite all of what she did for him.
She shook her head, realizing how selfish that might sound, but she felt that perhaps it was time to let Clark sink or swim on his own. She and Harry could not keep bailing him out every time he got a paper cut. They gave him his protectors and now Clark decided to turn his back on them as well. Kara wanted to punch her cousin or shake some sense into him but he was not her problem. He had grown up, or at least gotten older. She was not sure which.
There was someone in the Kent Farm, at least the light was on. At first, Kara was not that surprised, Lana or Lois might have swung by with similar intentions in mind. So she was not too concerned about the visitor, at least not the first.
That was until she focused her enhanced vision and realized that it was not Lana or Lois who swung by for a visit. Kara bit down on her tongue carefully and edged closer to the door. She learned a lot about not rushing into these situations, although there was something else that she understood. With the orb opened, there were other visitors on this planet and some of them might not be that friendly.
Kara edge closer when she saw the young woman, her hood was pulled up so the blonde could not see the other woman's face. That put Kara completely on edge, and suddenly the woman noticed her, so said woman flew off.
That automatically threw Kara into suspicious mode. She leapt up and shot into the air, chasing after this mysterious woman, flying across the air over Kansas.
Whoever this woman was, she was fast, but Kara was a little bit faster. She picked up velocity and flight at an alarming rate, propelling herself through the sky, faster than a speeding bullet. She was not about to lose any momentum to this woman, whoever she was.
The funny thing was that this woman had her powers, and her aunt told her that the Kandorians were stripped of their powers, when Jor-El corrupted the orb. This made Kara wonder what happened and there was one of two feasible explanations.
The first explanation was that the Kandorians found a way to get their powers back although given the fact that Lily worked with them, Kara feared this would happen, as did Harry, Karen, and Chloe. That's why they were taking steps to protect the world against Zod, by any means necessary, even as they were trying to reach out to the other members of his army.
The second explanation that this mysterious woman was not of the orb, which meant she was another survivor. Kara reached forward, trying to grab her ankle, but she was kicked away.
There were many things that Kara Potter could not stand and one of them was being kicked in the head by some mysterious Kryptonian. She gritted her teeth and tried to stun her in mid-air but the woman dodged the attack. They must have gone halfway across the country by now, although all people would see were two blurs flying forward.
The two blurs made their way across the Atlantic Ocean.
"Stop!" Kara yelled but her pleas fell on deaf ears.
Given the Kandorians and her own invulnerability to the stuff thanks to her powers, Kara took it upon herself to carry some kind of insurance against them. It might seem like a cheap tactic but she was really interested in her survival. She pulled out the lead lined box and opened it carefully, allowing the green glow to emit.
The flying woman stopped, losing control of her flight abilities. The size of Kryptonite was not nearly enough to kill anyone, barely bigger than Kara's fist, but at the same time, it would bring anyone down to their knees. Or cause them to descend with their flight, that would work as well and Kara watched this woman continue to drop like a stone.
Kara dove down, catching the woman in her arms, before she darted her halfway across the country, back to Smallville. Her hair blew in the breeze, it blowing behind her. The blonde picked up the pace, she wanted answers and she kept the Kryptonite steady in her hand, before she dropped down to the ground, holding the woman.
"Let me go!" the woman yelled when she kicked and screamed. "I've got to….I've got to make sure Zod doesn't find this place and try and subvert Kal-El over to his cause!"
"What are you talking about?" Kara demanded, now she was suspicious that this woman knew of Kal-El and removed the hood. "I demand to know….Thara?"
Thara Ak-Var stopped before she watched the blond ,recognizing her at once, eyes widened in disbelief. "Kara?"
The two had a nearly identical reaction.
"I thought you died on Krypton!"
Kara watched her friend carefully, this was a shock, actually the fact it was a shock was putting it kind of mildly. She was completely and utterly surprised beyond all believe. The blonde kept her expression fixed on Thara, a few moments passed by as she waited before her face twisted into a grin, before she put an arm around Thara's waist.
"How did you…."
"Does it really matter?" Thara asked when she looked at her. "I thought you'd die but you escaped off of the planet."
"Zor-El sent me here," Kara responded but she did not elaborate beyond anything more other than that.
Thara noticed the ring on Kara's finger and she took a moment to look at her. "It appears as if we have a lot of catching up to do….although what is it with that rock?"
"Sorry, insurance," Kara stated in a sheepish voice. "I know of the orb and…."
"If you know of the orb, I understand," Thara stated in a voice that was tense but at the same time understanding. "So let's get caught up."
"Yeah, let's," Kara agreed before the two girls made their way back into the Kent Farm, for Kara to get Thara caught up to speed with everything that happened.
X-X-X
Thara smiled regretfully when they sat in the kitchen of the Kent Farm. She met Kal-El briefly and thought that whatever happened with his Earth upbringing, it suited him well. Although it did give him a certain amount of weaknesses that Zod could exploit. That was why she kept a vigilante eye on this place, hoping, but Kal-El must have moved on.
"Jor-El did have the greatest hopes for Kal-El," Thara responded when she turned around and looked outside the window. "It must be hard for him to shoulder that burden."
"You have no idea," Kara responded when she closed her eyes but popped them back open. "Thankfully he has help, providing that he accepts it."
Kara thought about Clark's recent turn of events, no one ever remains the same after nearly dying and Clark was no exception to this very unfortunate rule. The blonde Kryptonian wished that she could do something, anything to alievate the frustration that she felt. However, it was all for nothing when she thought about it. She hoped that her cousin would come to his senses.
Thara asked the question that burned on the tip of her tongue. "So how is the relationship between you and Kal-El?"
Kara answered that one as honestly as she could. "Extremely difficult at times."
She was telling the truth, in a fashion. Her and Clark had their philosophical clashes, and he tended to be too much of an overgrown boy scout at times. Getting him ready for Doomsday was a challenge, although the fact he did not completely die meant that something set in. Although, Kara wondered if he feared becoming the monster that he had to take down several times before. It was amazing how many times one became what they fought.
"It isn't anything like Jor-El and Zor-El is it?" Thara asked, biting her lip down nervously at the thought of her cousin going through anything like that.
"No, nothing that extreme," Kara responded when she watched her friend. "And you were right."
The twenty one year old Blonde Kryptonian sighed when she thought about it, thought about how Thara tried to warn her about what her father truly was. Yet Kara did not want to hear it, or perhaps she did not want to admit it. Regardless of the fact, they had a bit of a blow up that lead to falling out a few months before the end.
Thara and her family left the planet to one of the satellite planets and then everything went to hell in a handbasket, for lack of a better term. It was nice to talk now.
"And I'm sorry," Kara responded when she looked at her.
Thara shrugged off her apologies. "We always want to think the best of our parents. I think it speaks well of you that you turned out more like your mother, than your father."
"Yeah, sometimes our parents aren't exactly what we assume them to be," Kara responded as she shifted her position carefully and sighed. "Harry could tell you stories."
"Oh Harry, that's your husband's name?" Thara asked when she looked at her with a smile. "And how is he treating you?"
"He treats all of us pretty well," Kara responded when she watched Thara with a smile and Thara's ears perked up. "You know of the collectives on Krypton."
"Yes, the nobles had them and still had them," Thara responded when she eyed Kara. "You are the Alpha, aren't you?"
"Of course I am," Kara answered with a bright and bold smile. "Harry told me that I was the first girl he ever truly loved, the first person that he could really and truly connect with and I believe him. We have a bond."
"You were destined to meet each other," Thara responded in a wistful voice. "Hundreds of different universes, hundreds of different versions of you two and you were destined to get together ninety nine times out of one hundred. You two were meant for each other. I can see it on your eyes, Kara."
Kara smiled, Thara could see it in her eyes, but it was Kara who felt it in her heart. Every time she was with Harry, it was like magic.
"So how many Kandorians are in the orb?" Kara asked, switching tracks.
"I know what you're thinking and many of them are fanatically loyal to Zod," Thara responded carefully choosing her words. Kara had that "saving people thing" where she wanted to help everyone to the best of her abilities. "My parents didn't partake in the experiment even if Jor-El offered."
"So you're not from the orb?" Kara asked but Thara shook her head.
"No, Kara, I'm not, I was on Argo, in stasis, but I had it set if the orb ever was opened, it would wake me up, and I could take the portal to Earth at any time to warn Kal-El about what was to come," Thara responded when she crossed her arms. "The only ones we can trust explicitly from the orb are Alura, Lara, and Jor-El."
Kara sat up straight. "My mother and my aunt are in the orb?"
Thara offered a smile. "Lara will be a surprise to even Jor-El. Alura snuck her into the orb as another failsafe. Jor-El and Lara were barely married for a year at this point and by all indications their marriage was not as stable as it was later on. Alura…she was a medical science officer, she helped withdraw the blood and demanded inclusion into the orb."
Thara did not say that she was pretty sure that both Alura and Lara were victims of marriage contracts to their respective spouses and neither woman was happy about the situation. But that was how Krypton nobility was and it was good Kara found a place here, married to someone that she loved and not someone that she was forced into marrying.
Given that Jor-El was pretty dense regarding sexual matters, despite being a genius in others, Thara hoped for the sake of Kal-El and any of his partners, that he was a bit more perceptive.
This was a lot for Kara to take in, the fact her mother could be out there.
"And Jor-El and Alura might be the only people who know how to give the Kandorians their powers back, which we both know is a bad idea," Thara commented and Kara nodded her head carefully.
She decided that she could trust her friend, looking her in the eye.
"Harry can," Kara whispered when she watched Thara.
"Pardon?" Thara asked, she was thrown off by this statement and Kara decided to elaborate a little more.
"Harry can give them back their powers," Kara added when she watched them. "He gave three people their powers already, Lois, Lana, and Chloe they…."
Thara broke in. "It's imperative that Zod doesn't find out that is within Harry's abilities to do this."
"Harry can handle Zod," Kara responded with the supreme confidence in her husband's abilities.
"I hope you're right Kara," Thara responded when she turned around. She had not met Harry yet, she had no idea of the full scope of his abilities and no idea what he could truly do. "But while I would never dream to tell you to take the powers from those people, I do think that you should be given a warning to be careful with exhibiting them. Zod could have agents everywhere, watching for any sign."
"It will be done," Kara responded when she turned around before her voice grew suddenly less serious and a little bit more hopeful. "So what about my mother?"
"Your mother was a brilliant woman, she could really give Jor-El a run for his money and then some," Thara answered when she shifted herself a little bit in her chair. "She will be discreet, she will avoid all forms of detection. I'm not going to lie to you Kara, if she doesn't want to be found, she won't be found. Not by Zod, not by you, not by anyone."
Kara's lips curled into a smile. "Thara, you give me way too little credit."
X-X-X
"She doesn't want to be found,' Chloe stated when it was getting late and they returned to the Shining Light Foundation. "Maybe the fact she isn't going after us, that could be considered a good thing."
"Better that we know where she is then we don't know where she is," Harry responded.
"Don't we have more pressing matters to attend to," Chloe answered Harry but the young wizard turned around.
"Yeah, where do three hundred Kandorians hide in Metropolis, that is the million dollar question?" Harry admitted when he carefully took a moment to think about it. He was hoping to draw them out to him, so he could get a better feel for them.
"We'll find out that answer all too soon," Chloe answered before she turned around. "And we've got the problem; our little super hero club is defunct."
"Queen's flaked out," Harry corrected when he turned around and carefully watched everything around him."Given what's happened with him before, that's not a big surprise, but one that could pose a problem."
"You've never been on board with the entire super hero co-opt thing to begin with," Chloe stated and Harry nodded.
"It's a challenge to juggle although the group that Oliver put together, the concept had potential but the execution…it lacked," Harry answered before he spotted Karen sitting at the front desk. "Nothing."
"Nothing,' Karen answered when she greeted her cousin. "I take it Clark hasn't pulled his head from his backside yet."
"I talked to Lois a little bit, clued her in on what was happening, but the Fortress locked her and Lana out," Chloe responded and she got a couple of anxious looks from Karen and Harry. "I know, I know, I shouldn't have but it's best if we're all on the same page."
"If they try and force the issue with Clark, I'm sure that's going to really unite us," Harry answered, before he saw the latest news about the gang war going on in Gotham City. The Cobblepot and Thorne factions were vying for territory, with someone named Black Mask also trying to cut in. The Falcone family was hanging in there, trying to keep ahold of their territory, but they lost a lot of ground. Then there was the matter of the District Attorney Harvey Dent, who was hospitalized with severe acid burns, and half of his face might be permanently disfigured. "But, again, I don't know."
If Clark sat this one out, Harry wouldn't mind all that much. He spent too much of his time and resources trying to protect Clark from doing something stupid before he's ready. The young wizard carefully eyed everything that was there and thought about it.
Kara returned and she brought someone with her.
"I'm telling you Thara, glasses are the perfect disguise, I don't know why but they are," Kara responded, when she walked forward, dressed in a black jacket, blue blouse, and a short skirt, with stockings and high heels. She had her hair tied back into a ponytail and wore glasses. "Oh Thara, this is my husband, Harry Potter."
"Pleased to meet you, Harry,' Thara stated when she eyed him up and down; yes she was very pleased to meet him indeed. If there was one thing that she could not fault Kara for, it was her good taste in partners. Although Harry was the first guy that Kara had been with. Thara mentally stressed the term guy, trying not to blush when she thought of some of the ways her and Kara helped each other relieve stress. "My name is Thara Ak-Var, I'm Kara's best friend from Krypton."
"Really?" Harry asked in a surprised voice and he eyed his wife. "Kara's never mentioned you."
"Kara, one would think that you're ashamed of me," Thara stated when she watched her best friend and Kara slumped her shoulders before she sighed.
"Last time we talked before today, we had a big fight," Kara answered when she shrugged. "It was too painful to talk….to think about you. Plus you were dead and it was…."
Kara trailed off and Thara gave her best friend an understanding smile. She watched Kara carefully, before hugging her tightly. Their contact made Harry think that they were closer than sisters before they broke apart.
"I understand Kara," Thara whispered when she parted her blonde hair.
"This is Karen Starr, she's Kara from an alternate universe, but that's a long story in its own right," Harry responded when he carefully watched them all. "And this is Chloe Sullivan."
"Pleased to meet you," Thara stated, she remembered the name Chloe.
"It's nice to see there's another Kryptonian on the side of good," Chloe remarked, feeling that if Kara trusted this woman, she should at least give her the benefit of the doubt. Thara raised an eyebrow. "Sorry, we've had a lot of problems with Kryptonians, most of them have been….not on the side of good."
"Fair enough," Thara stated, but she held her hands up carefully. "I can assure you that I come in peace.
"I sure hope so," Chloe offered in a half joking voice and half serious voice, when she shrugged her shoulders a little bit. The blonde carefully considered everything. "I take it there's a reason why you're here."
"Yes, there's a pretty good reason," Thara answered when she eyed them. "I should take it that you know about the orb."
Harry, Karen, Kara, and Chloe exchanged expressions of anxiousness. The orb was a problem, because of the fact it got opened.
"We're trying to find them all," Harry offered Thara who nodded and smiled, before shifting herself carefully. The dark haired Kryptonian girl turned around. "I don't know if Kara's told you about the Shining Light Foundation…"
"She has, it's to help those with powers deal with them," Thara responded when she watched them. "Some of the Kandorians are going to be fanatically loyal to Zod."
"That will be tested when he can't get them their powers back," Kara argued but her friend turned her head.
"Don't underestimate him at all," Thara warned them carefully and Kara understood it. "And if Zod knows that you can give them their powers back, he won't…."
"I've got it, be careful with the powers, and be discreet," Chloe stated, she had to pass the word off to Lois and Lana and shot off to do so.
X-X-X
Alura In-Ze stood at the edge of the Artic, listening carefully, she managed to track a piece of Kryptonian technology to this outpost. She tried to figure out what the significance of the technology that was placed out in the Artic was. The blonde edged carefully towards the humming she heard. She slid across the artic snow and ice and could sense it, the crystal fortress was very near.
She hovered a few inches above the ground and frowned when she continued to watch what was happening; every single movement in the Artic. Could the Kandorians have set up shop here? The blonde watched, pulling the hood over her face from the Earth clothes she salvaged. Someone hung them out on the line so she figured that they were not wanted. She wore a black jacket, a blue top, and blue jeans, with the glasses on her face.
Alura edged forward closer and continued to listen for the humming from beneath the ice. She edged inside and slipped inside.
She looked up and her eyes were widened when she crossed her arms. This Fortress, it was incredible. She edged forward and lightly touched the wall. The symbols contorted a little bit. There was a presence here. She sensed that much.
Alura edged herself closer and closer to the edge of the Fortress. The blonde bit down on her lip nicely, when she crossed her arms and her head inclined forward.
"You have done well Kal-El but you have hit a wall," the voice echoed throughout the Fortress. "You have trained sufficiently when your powers have returned."
"If you wish to return home, then, there is no more that you could learn at this juncture," Lara stated when her voice softened. "It is time for you to return to the world. Your cousin wishes to help you with something, she is concerned, as are your mates. Do not go down the road that I think you may, for it is a barren one."
"I don't need Kara to fight my battles for me, or anyone else," Clark stated in a harsh voice as he spun around. He was sick of being weak.
"You are still grieving about what happened, but with the orb opened, you need to work together and you need help," Lara responded carefully to her son but annoyance crossed her voice. Her son was acting like a self-entitled brat. She knew Martha and Jonathan did not raise him to be such. She was going to have to take steps to correct his behavior if he kept this up much longer. "That's one of the most valuable lessons that you need to learn, assistance is not something that should be shunned."
Clark barely heard what his mother was said, if he wanted to grow as a hero, he needed to stand alone. He hated how he had to rely on Jor-El to restore his powers to the level he was. Despite everything, he could not fly, no matter what he tried. His father tried to tell him that it was Clark that was holding himself back.
He sped out of the Fortress, with Alura standing in the shadows. She was undetected by the voice in the cave. The voice that resembled Jor-El in many ways but it felt cold and indifferent for some reason. The blonde frowned, when she stepped forward towards the console at the Fortress.
"Who is there?" Jor-El demanded when she turned up. "Identify yourself."
She sped off before she had to identify herself, she would need to keep a close eye on the Fortress and hoped that Zod would not find it.
X-X-X
"We'll know in a little bit if they reach out and touch us," Chloe stated when she turned around but then she saw it posted online and opened up the video clip, biting down on her lip. "There's been a Blur sighting….it seems like he's been sighted everywhere but Metropolis and Smallville."
"So he's avoiding those places," Karen offered but she wanted to say no more about him and she could sense that Kara did not want to say anything else. In fact, the younger blonde was at the end of her rope regarding her cousin and his recent sour attitude about everything.
"He's become the son of Jor-El," Kara whispered to herself, in a way that she indicated that was not a good thing but Claire popped up. The blonde quickly turned her face into a cheerful expression. "Hi Claire, what do you need, sweetie?"
The twelve year old girl watched them carefully. "There seem to be a lot of new people coming here, aren't there?"
Harry reconciled in his mind how to best explain about the orb to the girl and also the fact that several people got brought back to the dead.
"I think that people were hearing how good of a job you've done here, that they want to give this place a chance," Harry offered his daughter, when he pulled a chair out.
"Oh cool, the Blur, I thought he disappeared," Claire responded when she saw the clip that the quartet was watching on the computer screen. "But why isn't he in Metropolis?"
Kara tried to keep the bitterness out of her voice. "I don't know, why don't you ask him?"
"How am I supposed to ask him when I don't know who he is?" Claire asked when she put her hands on her forehead. She thought about it carefully. "I mean, he's only the fifth best hero in the world."
"The fifth best hero in the world?" Chloe asked when she watched the young girl.
"Well there's Arcane, Supergirl, and Power Girl," Claire stated with a knowing smile, before she turned her head around and thought. "And then there's Miss Martian and then after that, it's the Blur. And then there's Batman after that, I guess too. But not Green Arrow, he's kind of lame."
Kara gave Karen a knowing smile and Karen could barely hold in her laughter.
"Hey, what about me?" Chloe asked with a mock pout.
Claire rolled her eyes. "You're okay, but it's not like you have a codename yet."
"Hey, yeah I do, how about Watchtower?" Chloe asked when Kara and Karen barely hid the rolling of their eyes.
"Sounds more like a base than a person really, Chlo," Harry responded carefully.
"Okay fine, how about…Matrix?" Chloe asked but then she cringed as the three Heralds groaned. "Yeah, I'm not feeling that one either."
Harry smirked. "No kidding."
"Well Kara's Supergirl, and I'm Power Girl, so we might as well keep the motif going," Karen stated when she eyed her. "How about…."
The doors of the Shining Light Foundation opened and Harry's eyes snapped up when he saw who stood before him.
"You!"
"We need to talk, it's about the Kandorians."
To Be Continued in the Next Chapter.