A/N: Hey y'all! Thank you for reading and commenting! I hope you guys enjoy this story as much as I am already enjoying writing it. I really like hearing your thoughts so feel free to comment! We're going to be focusing on Supergirl with some special appearances by a lot of people. I'm looking forward to it already. Let's get to it!

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Chapter 3

Earth-38

Kara Zor-El had faced aliens, Kryptonians, fascists, even your everyday criminal, and that she could manage. Punching and fighting to survive, to save the world, was normal for her. Since the day her mother put her on that pod, she had fought to survive in some of the most difficult situations that most 90 year-olds didn't even have to experience. Planets exploding, Phantom Zones, aliens, bullets, rockets, Fort Rozz criminals, the list went on of extraordinary circumstances that made her day-to-day life. It was easy being outwardly strong when you had super-strength to back you up. It was easy to put up a front of confidence when you knew that whatever happened next couldn't kill you. Rarely did she ever let anyone see the raw side of her. The little girl that lost her whole world. Her friends. Family. Normalcy. It was harder to be vulnerable when she was used to being bullet-proof.

Now she saw the looks her sister gave her, like she was broken because of what had happened, and it bothered her. She didn't want that pitying look that people gave her when they found out she was an orphan, and she definitely didn't want her sister to give her that look now. As she flew to CatCo, she pondered the looks her friends and family gave her, and the disconcerting feeling it grew inside of her.

Landing outside in the bushes, she dressed quickly and rushed inside. Holding the latte she had picked up from Noonans earlier, she entered into Miss Grant's office to see her viciously typing on her computer. Kara walked in slowly, fearing being yelled at. Miss Grant looked up, her face betraying nothing and halted her angry typing.

"Well if it isn't Kierra. Finally showing up to work I see, with a latte even. How nice," Cat said, slight sarcasm dripping into her voice.

Kara stepped up to the desk and sat the drink down on her former boss's desk. "Yes, Miss Grant. I had...a...a thing." Cat raised her eyebrow slightly. "It was a small thing, but I, um, was around, so I picked up your latte."

Cat pursed her lips. "Well thank you. I have important business to do now so run along, Kierra. I'm sure we will talk later."

Kara nodded and exited the office to find Snapper. He was rifling through papers and barely looked up when she entered the room. He pointed to the chair next to desk he was sitting at, and she slowly sat down.

"Danvers," he said, no emotion in his voice. "What do you have for me?"

She nodded and began pulling out a folder from her bag. "Right, so I have the after report from the attack on National City. Eyewitness accounts, quotes from the NCPD and Supergirl herself. One thousand words exactly, double spaced, and written in AP style. "

Snapper nodded, mildly impressed at the young blonde in front of him. "Alright. Let me see, and then I want you to take to Lena Luthor. I have sources saying she took part in Rhea's plan. I want her statement on the matter. We can add it in later." Seeing the slight disappointment in the young woman's face, he paused. "Good work, Danvers."

Kara smiled to herself and hurried along. Her phone binged and she brought it up to her ear. "What's up?"

"Remember that woman who attacked the building earlier today?" Alex asked, already knowing the answer.

Kara stopped and her body tensed. "Yeah. Do you have something?"

"Yeah. We have a possible lead on who she might be, and why she attacked the skyscraper," Alex said, enthused.

Kara walked quickly to the exit and ripped open her shirt, revealing the coat of arms for the House of El. "I'm on my way."

Kara arrived at the DEO only a couple minutes after Alex had called her, landing softly on the balcony. She met Alex halfway and gave her a short hug. J'onn walked in with M'gann trailing behind him, the two sharing smiling looks. Winn spun around in his chair, swiping the screen up to transport its contents onto the bigger monitor.

"Meet Cadmus. Our momentary ally and now, apparently, they're back to being our mortal enemy," Winn said.

Kara scrunched her face in confusion. "Cadmus? What do they have to do with this?"

"Well, there have been reports in Metropolis of a female with pyrokinetic abilities raving on about how much she hates Cadmus." Winn pointed at Kara with the tablet. "Your cousin actually defeated her and put her on a deserted island for a while."

Alex bit her lip. "She obviously escaped." She squinted her eyes in thought. "Or maybe someone found her and let her go."

Kara nodded, turning to look at her sister. "Yeah. Before she set the whole buidling on my head, she mentioned that she had a new boss." She shrugged. "That might be who let her go. I'll fly to Metropolis later today and ask Kal about it. He has to know something about our mystery woman."

Winn grinned. "Yeah. Unfortunately, since her previous employer was Cadmus, she has no background for me to check. They wiped the system and deleted all traces of her existence. However, I have a theory on her powers that might keep you from getting yourself killed the next time the time of you go at it and fight again," he said.

The four of them walked towards Winn's computer screen and looked over his shoulder. "Her manipulation of fire is based and controlled by her cerebrum. The link between her powers and mind are key to defeating her." Winn turned around and handed Kara a small device. "Place this near her and it will cause the muscles in her temple to contract and damage the nerves temporarily. It will be interpreted by the brain as if the brain itself is in pain and, essentially, give her a severe headache causing her to pass out. She won't be able to concentrate on controlling her powers and the link between fire and her mind will be broken."

J'onn studied the device critically. "Won't that make her powers more erratic?"

Winn grimaced. "There's a slight chance that until she passes out, her brain will give off bursts of psychic energy, igniting the things around her."

Kara's eyes widened. "That's kind of a big deal, Winn. Are you certain that her powers are caused psychically?"

He shrugged his shoulders, worrying Kara more. "I'm 80% sure, but if it is a psychic link, then I am certain this device will work."

Kara smiled and nodded, giving Winn a quick hug before walking out, Alex right behind her. "Hey, Kara! Before you fly to Metropolis we need to talk."

Kara cringed inwardly, desperately wanting to avoid their heart-to-heart. Seeing no verbal disagreement, Alex dragged her sister into the AI room they had constructed at the new DEO site. The two sat down opposite of each other, and continued in the awkward silence. Alex looked towards her sister who was staring at her lap, her fingers intertwined. Alex took a deep breath and opened her mouth to speak. Before she could start, alarms blared across the whole building causing both girls to cover their ears. Kara smiled at Alex and the two hopped up to find out what caused the distress. The two found the monitors lit up with a few red dots covering the city of Metropolis, and Winn furiously typing.

"J'onn?" Kara asked, slightly unnerved. "What's going on?"

"We have multiple hostiles in Metropolis. All of them are powered individuals and according to the reports, they seem to be working together."

The group exchanged looks and Alex asked the question they all had on their mind. "Who's there?"

"We believe our suspect is there, along with Siobhan, a man by the name of Scarecrow, and Livewire," J'onn responded, causing a mass of angered voices to rise in volume.

"How did they get out of prison?" Winn asked, terrified at what the group might do to the population of Metropolis.

"I don't know. No one seems to know. They were there one second and not the next." J'onn turned and made eye contact with Kara. "You need to go and help you cousin. He's going to need it."

Kara gave a grim smile and took to the air after some of the world's most dangerous criminals. The wind slapped against her face as she pushed herself past her top speed, eager to put an end to the horror these criminals were causing. She called Kal through her ear piece hoping to gather information on how the situation was progressing. She was sent to voicemail and the dial tone implored her to fly faster. Kara finally saw the city come into view and landed beside her cousin who was fending off Livewire.

Kal-El turned around, surprised, and gave Kara a saddened smile. "What is going on?" He asked, understandably upset.

"I don't know. J'onn just said that they're working together. We don't have motive."

Kal grabbed Kara's arm and turned her towards him. "You take this electric woman and Volcana, and I'll take Scarecrow and the screamer."

Kara handed him a small circular device. "I took this from the DEO. It's already linked to mine and Winn also modified it to dampen the effects of Banshee's sonic scream."

Kal nodded and Kara barreled into Livewire who had been momentarily stunned by the two Kryptonians. Livewire disappeared in a fizzle of electricity and traveled through the electric wires on the side of the road. Kara tried to anticipate where she would land but was thrown back by a fireball. The woman stumbled to her feet and took Winn's device pressing the button on the side. The woman fell to her knees in pain, and the fires slowly dissipated. Relieved, Kara sighed and watched as she crumpled to the ground is a heap of black and red. Kara turned to find Livewire but was hit by a continuous line of electricity. Falling backwards, Kara locked eyes with the former radio broadcaster, Leslie Willis.

"Well hi there, Supergirl," Leslie said, drawing out the last word. "It's been a while. Last time I saw you, you let me go." She smiled, striking Kara with a stronger bolt of electricity, causing her to scream in pain. "I want you to know that I'm really going to enjoy this. My new friends are very accepting when it comes to hurting you. You see, a lot of them hate you. Unfortunately, they need you alive, so that rules out killing." She snapped her fingers in disappointment. "Oh well. This will have to do." Leslie raised her hands.

Kal had never seen anything like this. Villains so organized and coherent. It was unheard of. The criminals he fought were reckless, constantly throwing themselves in danger without thinking through the consequences. There was always the occasional person who was a little more put together than the rest, coming up with psychotic master plans that had led him to make stupid mistakes. He even had some that required a more analytical approach instead of the punch first motto that he seemed to live by, provoking a team up between the masked vigilante and himself, but never had he seen something as terrible as this. He was thankful to have his cousin by his side in this fight, but he wished he had a team of his own that could counter this organized group of individuals. The woman with the scream, Banshee as Kara had christened her, threw a punch that he easily dodged. He jabbed the woman in the chin, her body flying into the air and landing back down more than five feet away. Clark turned towards the older man before him who raised his hands in defeat. Clark narrowed his eyebrows and was caught off guard when a gas sprayed him in the face, blinding him for a second. He rubbed his eyes and was surprised to see the man had disappeared. Confused, he rubbed his face and saw Livewire standing over Kara. His eyes lit up, but he stopped when he saw a black piece of metal fly towards the woman. It exploded into a bola, wrapping around the platinum haired villain and causing her to fall over. His eyes tracked another piece of metal that embedded itself in her skin and knocked her out.

A black suited man swung from a nearby building and landed next to Clark. His mask covered most of his face and a black bat symbol was centered in the middle of his chest. Clark offered his hand to the man who shook it.

"Bruce. I'm glad you came." Clark said, grateful.

"I had to. One of my villains was tormenting your city." He said in his deep, raspy voice. The two walked over to Supergirl who was beginning to stand up. She took one glance at the mysterious figure in front of her and raised an eyebrow at her cousin.

"This must be that vigilante."

Bruce nodded his head and offered his hand for her to shake. "I am. It is nice to meet you, Kara Danvers. You've saved this world more times than should be necessary. It's an honor."

The blonde's eyes widened as she turned to look at Kal who raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't tell him."

"Perhaps we could go somewhere a little less open to discuss everything," Bruce suggested as the police arrived to cart the crumbled bodies to the metahuman jails. The other two nodded and Clark grabbed Bruce, the three of them flying to a deserted location. They landed and Kara stood, underwhelmed, staring at the waterfall in front of them.

"Here?" she asked, skeptically. "In front of a waterfall?"

Clark gave her a soft smile as the water parted, and the rock wall in front of them began to retract, opening a large entrance. She couldn't see anything except darkness when the three stepped inside the long corridor. The rock doors closed behind them, and a bright light illuminated the space around them. The place was astounding as if it had been carved by hand with delicate care. The ceiling was high above where they were, opening up a large space, preventing any feelings of claustrophobia despite being in a cave. Cars decked with mounted guns and missiles lined the walkway beside them. She could see several platforms with walkways extending in cardinal directions from the center of it. In the middle of it all was a circular platform with a painted bat in the center. Kara couldn't help but gasp at the intricate architectural design that it must have taken to create such a place.

Batman led the two Kryptonians to the supercomputer he kept near the front of the cave. They began their walk with Kara turning every so often to gawk at another piece of advanced technology and design.

"I see you're impressed," Batman said to Kara, abandoning the use of his masking voice.

She nodded, clearly in awe of his headquarters. "I don't know what to say. This is absolutely amazing! I have never seen anything like this. The only other thing that might be able teo rival it in architectural beauty is the Fortress of Solitude. Wow. How did you get the money for this?"

He gave her a small grin. "I'm a billionaire." Kara's mouth dropped and she looked at him with newfound respect. "Wow. That's...impressive."

"I can give you the tour later. We need to sort through this mess and figure out why these villains are suddenly uniting against us," Bruce said.

The two nodded at him as he brought up mug shots of the four villains that had made an appearance. "We have Leslie Willis, a former shock jock for CatCo Worldwide Media before gaining powers through a mutated lightning strike."

"She goes by Livewire," Kara inputted. Bruce signed and continued.

"Then we have Siobhan Smythe, former assistant to Cat Grant before displaying powers after a fall from a rooftop. The cause for the powers is unknown, but there is an old Irish legend of a banshee spirit that contains intriguing parallels to Smythe's condition. Then we have a Dr. Jonathan Crane. Former psychologist and professor before exhibiting insane tendencies and being driven to a breaking point. He perfected a fear toxin that often locks its victims in a paralyzing fear hallucination. It's a severe combination of MDMA and LSD. It pries on detected fear and enhances it to a dangerous level. Some people are exposed and die of heart failure from the exertion of the heart due to fear and go into cardiac arrest. He is a very dangerous man with vast knowledge on how to manipulate people."

Clark narrowed his eyes in confusion. "But I was sprayed and not affected."

"It's quite possible that your Kryptonian DNA shielded you from any effects that they gas might otherwise have on regular human."

Both Kara and Clark looked at each other in relief. Both already had reoccurring nightmares that came from being the survivors of their planet and were glad they were immune to the effects of nightmare inducing gas. It was sickening knowing that someone found sadistic joy in revealing and exploiting the fears of people. They shared a look. They definitely needed to catch whoever employed this man before he did found other psychos to work for him.

"But you still need to be careful. Your weakness, unfortunately, is the world's worst kept secret on the planet and could be used in formulating a new gas."

"What do you mean, Bruce?" Clark asked, concerned for himself and cousin.

"Crane could potentially grind the Kryptonite into a powder and mix it in with the hallucinogenic. That would allow the fear toxin to penetrate the Kryptonian body and absorb into bloodstream," Bruce explained. "Now the last person was a woman in my records only known as Volcana." He tapped the keys trying to extract any information on his system about the pyrokinetic woman with bright red hair.

Clark nodded. "I actually put her on a deserted island. We came to an agreement, and she revealed some information to me."

Kara stared at her cousin, surprised. "What'd she say?"

"She said her name was Claire Selton. She was sent to the Metropolis Center for Paranormal Studies by her parents at an early age with hopes of helping her learn to control her powers. However, she taken by government agents who," he said pointing to Kara, "was revealed to be Cadmus. It was them who erased any background she had and gave her a new identity as Volcana. They hoped to make her some contingency plan in case we had to be taken down. That way they had complete control over a powerful metahuman." He bit his lip. "But I don't know how she got off the island I put her on."

Bruce motioned to them and pointed at the monitor, turning their attention to the four profiles on the screen. "The only common factor between these four individuals is that they had all been incarcerated prior to them working together." He slammed his hands on the desk in anger. "I don't know who the hell would be capable of uniting four self-driven individuals!" he yelled, rubbing his face. "I just can't shake the feeling that this is much bigger than we're thinking," Bruce said, pulling the cowl of his suit off his head. "If they have more people than that. If they have stronger people, we don't even stand a chance."

Large beeping interrupted their conversation and they turned their attention to the monitor that was now flashing red. Bruce hurried over and began typing, trying to isolate the cause of the disturbance. He frowned at the screen. "I'm picking up major energy readings in National City. They're growing by the second."

Kara glanced at the males, having a vague sense of what might be emitting such large energy signatures. "I've got this." Clark grabbed her arm.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come and back you up?" He said, worried. He had already seen her beaten, even by his own hand, and despised that he couldn't be there for her every moment of his life.

Kara gave him a gentle smile and embraced her, in her mind, younger cousin. "Don't worry, Kal. I have a good idea of what's coming. I don't think I'm in any danger. Stay here with the brooding bat over there and keep watch over this city. I've got mine."

She winked at him and exited the dark cave, fully appreciating the sunlight. Flying a little over Mach 3, Kara arrived in National City 45 minutes later, seeing a glowing blue-white whirling circle growing in the middle of plaza. She stepped towards the growing breach, her eyes on fire. She pressed her finger to her ear.

"Kal. What are the energy signatures like?" She asked.

"They've been fluctuating ever since you left almost an hour ago. Bruce and I can't seem to determine when the breach will actually open."

"That's alright. I don't think it'll be too long," she said, slightly excited. She remembered the first time Barry Allen came barreling into her universe and "saved" her life. He was intriguing, and his sunny smile seemed to enhance her own optimistic demeanor. Kara had always found herself wishing he had stayed longer and had practically bounced off the walls from happiness when he came into her life again, even asking for her help. Now with the mysterious breach opening for the third time, she was both terrified and ecstatic at what she hoped was her friend coming through the breach. Of course there was always a chance that whatever was traveling through might be hostile, but she trusted her instincts.

The breach pulsed and she barely saw the red blur speed out of the portal. Surprised and caught off guard, she felt the man sweep her off her feet and tackle her to the ground. Kara felt he breeze of something fly over the two of them, and she quickly pushed the scarlet speedster off of her and stood up. In front of her she saw a man, his eyes lit up in a similar fashion to hers. Next to him was someone sporting a leather jacket, the collar flipped up and his hair parted to the side. His hands were spread, causing the sky to darken in color. Another man jumped out of the breach before it closed, wearing a suit and a blue tie. His hair was slicked up and eyes narrowed in a grim smile.

The Flash sped to her side and turned to look at Kara, worry painting his face. "I was too late."