Chapter 12 - Family Ties

Present day. Sahara Desert.

"Sister oh sister it is time to feast!" the bone eater whispers. The deafening silence that answers anger's the Rhoomjhemz. "You dare ignore my call? It seems you have forgotten who your true family is! Don't worry sister the punishment will be swift and just as always!" The bone eater releases her hold on J'onn's neck and launches into the sky.

18 hours Later. The D.E.O

Alex is shaking with rage, and mumbling to her self. "I'm going to kill them for this; all of them, every last one!" Lena has taken her back to the lab, and they are sitting on the couch waiting for Kara to wake up. Alex hasn't stopped shaking since Kara's procedure. She has refused all food and is fighting off sleep.

Lena is tired, she leans her head against Alex's shoulder in exhaustion, and strokes Alex's forearm absently. Alex, jolted out of her rage by the soothing gesture, stops shaking. She puts her arm around Lena and leans back into the coziness of the couch. "Everything will be alright. It just has to be..." Lena mumbles as she snuggles into Alex's embrace. Alex nods as silent tears stream down her face. She closes her eyes, hoping her poisonous rage will release the death grip it has on her heart. Eyes closed, she listens, and hears the even breaths of Lena Luther, and finally allows sleep to overtake her.

Days earlier. Cynthia Marlowe's Private Jet.

"So you're saying you don't experience time in a linear sense?" Eve says bewildered. Cynthia nods. "How does that feel?" Cynthia, somewhat taken aback by the question, smiles. "Wonderfully normal." Eve nods. "So you knew you were going to meet me?" The beautiful lion mained human questions. "In a way – yes. My memory is more tactile and olfactory than visual. When we first met you smelled familiar, so I let you see more of me. When I flashed my eyes at you, and you didn't recoil, I knew you remembered me on some level. At that point all I had to do was wait..."

Eve blushes at the memory of their first kiss, and how she had let the golden eyed goddess grope her shamelessly. She had never wanted anyone as much as she wanted Cynthia Marlowe. Eve knew Cynthia was dangerous, and that she could literally destroy her with a glance, but Eve couldn't stay away.

"I would never hurt you, but you must forgive the scars that I must leave." Before Eve can question her, Cynthia's lips are kissing her into a drunken stupor. Eve presses herself desperately against Cynthia's smooth, firm body. She vaguely registers the sensation of Cynthia's nails running gently down her forearm before everything goes black...

48 hours later. The D.E.O

Kara's eyes open to find Cat Grant curled up in a chair beside her. She sounds like she's purring Kara thinks to herself. "When you're better I'll have you purring" Cat says letting out a big yawn while stretching her limbs. Kara blushes and stammers "Stop reading my mind- it's rude!" Cat Laughs.

Her smile fades from her lips as she looks at Kara's mangled back. "How do you feel?" Kara takes a shallow breath. "Broken." Cat takes hold of her hand and squeezes it gently. "Not for long sweetheart, not for long" she says reassuringly.

Kara lets go of Cat's hand abruptly as a wave of pain overtakes her. Gripping the side of the bed, Cat can hear the metal squeal as it bends beneath the pressure of Kara's grasp. As another wave of pain hits her, Kara can hear Cat calling for Alex as she blacks out.

Days Earlier. Cynthia Marlowe's Jet.

"I see you have robbed me of my feast yet again sister!" The bone eater gives Cynthia Marlowe an exasperated look. Cynthia's face and hands are covered in blood; she smiles. "Did you really think I would let you have her?" The bone eater laughs. "Still so selfish sister; so selfish." Cynthia licks her fingers defiantly.

"What do you want?" Cynthia finally asks while gnawing on a large bone. "To be close to you" her sister says with a cruel smile. Cynthia shoots her a weary glance. "No thanks; your insufferable when your like this" she says as she picks fleshy debris out of her teeth with her finger nails. "Oh please like you haven't done a million times worse!" the bone eater says pouting childishly. Cynthia laughs. "True, but I don't enjoy it like you do..." Cynthia wipes her hands and face with a hot towel. She throws the soiled towel into a black trash bag. A tuft of blond hair comes spilling out of the top.

"You could have at least saved me some" the bone eater says haughtily. "Oh please! Like you saved some of the Martian for me?" Cynthia says indignantly. Her sister rolls her eyes. "I've been trying to reach you for days! And we both know you have to roast Martians for at least five days for them to be any good!" Not betraying her relief Cynthia laughs and hands her sister a large bone.

Cynthia watches her sister closely as she consumes the bone greedily. As she sucks the marrow out of the last scrap of bone, her eyes begin to blink rapidly, and her body begins to dip forward. Cynthia smiles quietly. "Do you like the blend?" she asks, while watching her sister's eyes roll to the back of her head. As her sister's body is overcome by violent convulsions Cynthia watches with calm amusement...