I rushed to the ground as I received the blow, shrinking myself, fighting to breathe properly again, before bringing my hand to my cheek, staining my fingers with blood.

"Oh ... I forgot you can't fight," she said, crouching in front of me, grabbing my chin. "It must be difficult, always be different, right?" She looked at me as she began to play with a dagger. "Do you see your sister? If approaching this would weaken, she would stop fighting, but you ... you are immune, or at least that's what I've heard, "she said, approaching it to me.

I did not show any sign of weakening, however, she managed to hurt me the moment she made a cut in my abdomen, causing me to shrink on myself as I felt the wound begin to burn inside.

I fought to get up again, getting to my knees, looking at her, wanting to avoid me crying, to show me much weaker.

She grabbed my face again, but this time she did not just look at me and speak, but she placed the dagger in my neck, allowing me to feel the edge of the dagger tight enough to leave a mark.

"No ... you don't want to do it" I dared to speak with the first tears. "You ... you're not like him, I know you," I sobbed.

I watched her smile slightly as she shook her head, just before she took the dagger from my neck and caressed my face, making me look straight into her eyes.

"Sweetheart, this is a war, or you're on my side, or you're against me," she explained. "No, I'm not going to do it, but I need one thing to be clear to you," she said, ducking back to my height. "Do not confuse vulnerability with compassion" She warned seriously.

I nodded in tears, hurt by all the words she was giving me, for I was fully aware that nothing would keep her from hurting me.

"Let her go, Astra!" Someone shouted. "Do not even think about hurting her."

I could not identify the person who had come out in my defense, but the truth is that I would have liked to rectify it, because the damage was already done and honestly, it was not something that could easily be forgotten.

My aunt did not hesitate to release me, causing me to fall back to the ground, which I thanked, because I was able to shrink on myself, trying to plug the wound of the abdomen, which never ceased to shed blood.

"Agent Danvers, what a surprise," she said wryly. "Too bad I can not stay any longer."

She disappeared from my field of vision, allowing Alex to appear in front of me, kneeling down, watching me.

She placed her hand on my cheek, watching the cut I had before smiling a little.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

I tried to nod, but all I could do was complain because of the pain that ran through my body, mainly focused on the wound of the abdomen, which did not cease to burn, to burn inside.

Still, I tried to move the moment I heard my sister scream, but especially as I realized Alex's concern as she watched the scene, getting me upset, being aware that my sister might be hurt.

"Kara ...?" I tried to ask.

"Shh, she's okay" Alex tried to calm me down.

I closed my eyes as a response, much calmer, feeling as I was weakening moments, as fatigue was more and more present in me, a fact that worried me, because I was beginning to think that the kryptonite had something to do in everything this.

"Kaelah, you have to stay awake," she asked.

"I can not ..., it hurts" I answered back.

"I know, but you have to be awake" she said stroking my hair.

I tried, I really did, but the fatigue was able to win me completely, so I did everything contrary to what she was asking me, I let myself be carried away.

She had just received this information, the one that managed to alter her enough to ignore the recommendations of the doctors, as if to search until she found her sister outside one of the rooms, looking through the glass.

"Alex" she called her getting her to turn to her. "How is she?"

"You shouldn't be here, Kara," her sister reproached. "You should be resting."

"It doesn't matter where I should be, I just want to know how she is," she pleaded, knowing enough of her facial expressions to know that something serious was happening. "What happened?"

"It's ... hmm ... She's stable," Alex replied, unconvinced, making her much more nervous.

"Is that all you can tell me?" She questioned in disgust, feeling panic taking over.

"Kara ..., remember the conclusion we get with the kryptonite?" She asked waiting for her statement to continue talking. "We are wrong, it doesn't affect her when it approaches to her, it doesn't weaken her, but ..." She sighed with a little pause, as if she did not know how to continue. "When it comes into contact with her organism ... in this case it has only caused a burn," she said. "It could kill her" her sister ended.

She nodded, trying to understand everything she had just said, taking a big surprise to know that her sister was not immune, as she believed. However, at the moment she was not sure if Kaelah was ok or not, because according to what Alex had explained, she should be, but according to what she thought, no, she was not.

"So, Is she okay?" She asked again.

"Yes, you have to be careful with the cut, it can become infected and if ..., if it does ..., it was a kryptonite dagger, it isn't known what can happen if that happens" Alex explained. "If you take her home ... you have to heal that cut three times a day, to avoid, " she warned.

"She should better stay here," she whispered.

She ducked her head and could not help but feel guilty about what had happened, that her sister had been injured by her own aunt, a fact that she knew would break her down.

She blinked, allowing the tears to come out of her eyes, knowing that she had done her best to protect her, to keep her safe, even sent a message to James asking him to keep an eye on her, but especially not to let her go in search of her. But what could stop her? Nothing, absolutely nothing, even if it was put herself in danger.

"Thank you," she whispered to her sister.

"Why?" She asked, confused.

"To protect her, to worry about her as if you really had to, Alex" she looked at her. "You would not have to do it ..."

"Kara, I want to do it because I care, because I know what she means to you and well, although at first it cost me ..., it's like my little sister, reminds me of you" she smiled slightly.

She smiled back before embracing her catching her by surprise, staying that way for a couple of seconds, until Alex tried to separate.

"Kara ... the strength," she said, trying to get rid of her.

"Oops, I'm sorry," she said, releasing her, wanting to make sure Alex was all right.

"It's okay." Her sister smiled slightly back.

She smiled before turning her gaze through the glass into her sister's unconscious body, wishing that she was well.

Thanks for reading,

Ayrin