~hi. im the author... so this is the sequel to "it's you", you NEED to read it before you read this. it's on my page, and it shouldn't be too difficult to find. thank you!
!!DISCLAIMER!! just because this story contains graphic scenes involving rape, murder, torture, self harm, and substance abuse, it doesn't mean that i condone any of it!! rape, murder, and torture is wrong in so many ways! if you are having any suicidal or harmful thoughts, my DM's are ALWAYS open. i don't bite!
!!WARNING!! TRIGGER WARNING (I will put TW before any scene that applies to TW) SUBSTANCE ABUSE, SELF HARM, TORTURE, RAPE, AND MURDER MENTIONED. !!WARNING!!
Third Person POV- KARA AND LENA'S LOFT
Lena walked through the entrance to hers and Kara's apartment, sliding her heels off and setting them on a shoe rack, freeing her aching feet from the prison of fabrics that we call heels. Shrugging her coat off and onto the coat hanger, she walked over to where she could see light peeking out from the bathroom, the door slightly ajar and the atmosphere dead silent in a way that made her shiver. She could see the shadow of her girlfriend standing at the counter, and so she knocked on the door. Usually, if this happened, Kara would jump. Instead, she moved her head smoothly to face Lena, putting on a smile that left Lena worrying about the heroine. The brunette pressed a kiss to Kara's temple, having to get on the tips of her toes to reach, before departing to the living room.
Once alone once more, Kara closed and locked the door, beginning to shuffle through the bathroom, seeming to search for something that she just couldn't find. Opening the bathroom cabinets which had mirrors on them, showing her reflection before she opened the cabinet, she saw nothing until she bent down and opened the cupboard beneath the sink. In a lead box sitting in the back of the cupboard, she knew something was up with it. It was obvious that there was an attempt to hide whatever was in that box. Looking at the ceiling of the cupboard, she saw a key taped to it. Sighing to herself, the doppelganger murmured beneath her breath, "Well, someone doesn't know how to hide things," before swiping the key from the cupboard and setting the box on the counter, pushing the key in and twisting it, hearing a click of a lock. The case's lid opened, and lying inside the box, she could see a green, glowing rock. Pointy at some edges but smooth on the bottom; Kryptonite. She wondered why the Girl of Steel would have hidden a rock of Kryptonite in her own home- she placed the one thing that weakened her in her shared home with her girlfriend.
Locking the case shut again, the blonde tucked the box under her arm and the key into her pocket, slipping out of the bathroom and stashing the Kryptonite in her bag before Lena could catch onto her. Clambering onto the couch and cuddling into Lena's side, Kara's eyes met Lena's, and that's when the Luthor, instead of moving away from Kara, realizing that it wasn't her, she smiled. She smiled, Blinded by the "Light". Kara was her light, even if she was too blind to see that the Kara, curled into her side, wasn't her Kara. It was Overgirl.
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THE DEO
Alex met Maggie at the main control center with Kennedy at their side, not giving a single fuck about the stares she got from the agent as both Kennedy and Alex briefed the detective on what they had previously spoken about. Maggie ground her teeth together, a habit she had while contemplating something, before the three found themselves in the bureau, standing in front of an evidence board with strings attached and their heads pounding.
"Let's get our facts straight," Alex started, and Maggie snorted, earning an eye roll from her fiancee, "Kara isn't acting like Kara since she was supposedly "kidnapped". Something's off with her eyes, something's off with her smile and her persona, everything. You would have to know her to see the difference," Kennedy nodded, chewing on her fingernails mindlessly.
After a moment, Maggie interjected, "What if Kara's kidnapper injected something into her, something that altered her perspective and put her in some sort of fleet of Lillian's command?" Alex shook her head as to signal 'no', turning the idea down.
"Just think about it! The girl of steel, under Lillian Luthor's command! Lex Luthor's command! Kara could literally, not figuratively, rip this entire planet apart with her bare hands! She can fly, Alex! Who's to say that Lillian wouldn't use her for some of her crazy plans? It has to be Lillian and possibly Lex. They're the only ones other than us who have Kryptonite." Alex sighed, nodding, and accepting the fact that her sister may be corrupt.
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UNKNOWN LOCATION
Silence. Silence was all Kara knew. The slow, almost rhythmic dripping of droplets of water, leaking from the ceiling. Sometimes if she moved, the chains binding her sore, bruised body would clatter together, echoing off the walls of the room she was caged in. The silence would drive her insane. The only words she could hear were her own shaky words. Lillian didn't say anything. Ben didn't say anything. Metallo didn't say anything. She figured it was their way of driving her insane, and it was working.
She couldn't help but imagine what Lena would say if she ever made it out of there alive. Possibly, one of her famous, "Don't you ever scare me like that again!"'s or "Thank fucking God." She wished she could feel Lena's arms around her and her lips pressed against hers. She wished she could stare into the depths of Lena's eyes and get lost in them again, finding comfort in the person she called home.
She also couldn't help but allow her mind to wander to the want of feeling her big sister's arms around her, telling her that everything will be okay and that she will be okay. To tell her that Lena is okay and that she, herself, is okay. She wanted to feel warmth and comfort again.
But she couldn't have that. Not yet, at least. She didn't know if or when she would get to see her favorite people again. She would be patient. She just wished she knew.
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CATCO
Nia Nal walked through the hallways of Catco Worldwide Media, t this time carrying 2 coffees. Spotting a blonde-haired woman about the height of Kara, she tapped the woman and no the shoulder, seeing the woman turns around. Glasses on her face and the same, dark blue eyes as she had seen the day before, Nia handed the coffee to Kara hearing a thankful-sounding, "Thank you. What's this for?" Nia nervously laughed.
"For being a good friend, Kara. Thank you."
Kara smiled, "Anything for a friend."
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~hi. im the author... so this is the sequel to "it's you", you NEED to read it before you read this. it's on my page, and it shouldn't be too difficult to find. thank you!
!!DISCLAIMER!! just because this story contains graphic scenes involving rape, murder, torture, self harm, and substance abuse, it doesn't mean that i condone any of it!! rape, murder, and torture is wrong in so many ways! if you are having any suicidal or harmful thoughts, my DM's are ALWAYS open. i don't bite!
!!WARNING!! TRIGGER WARNING (I will put TW before any scene that applies to TW) SUBSTANCE ABUSE, SELF HARM, TORTURE, RAPE, AND MURDER MENTIONED. !!WARNING!!
A/N sorry its a short chapter:(
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Survivor (Supercorp) (Sequel to "It's You")
FanfictionAfter a fake 9-1-1 call nearby an abandoned warehouse draws Supergirl to save the day, she finds herself on the verge of death, and she worries that she won't make it back to her girlfriend, Lena Luthor, of whom she was about to propose to.
