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L-Corp

That night, Lena was in her office, minding her own business, when she suddenly heard commotion outside of the office. "Excuse me, you can't go in there! Stop!"

Suddenly Kara Danvers and Barry Allen rushed into the office, with Lena's assistant behind them. "I swear I just blinked and they got right past me," her assistant said.

"Lena, I'm sorry. This is my fault," Kara said.

"They're so fast," Lena's assistant muttered.

"We just need to talk to you," Barry said.

"Jess, will you make a note downstairs that Kara Danvers, Barry Allen, and Iris West are to be shown in right away whenever possible?" Lena asked as the couple stared at her in surprise.

"Yes, Ms. Luthor," Jess said before she walked out of the office.

"Really?" Kara asked and Lena nodded. "Thank you."

"Now...How can I help?" Lena asked.

"I...I think a friend of ours has gotten involved in something shady," Kara said and Lena scoffed.

"A friend?" She asked.

"No, an actual friend," Kara said.

"And now he's missing. Do you know of a woman named Veronica Sinclair? " Barry asked.

"She caters to people in your, um, your circles. Tight dresses, tattoos like Lisbeth Salander?" Kara asked.

"Yeah, I know Roulette. We went to boarding school together. I never liked her," Lena said.

"We need to find her," Kara said.

"Well, that's the trick, isn't it? Her little fight clubs stay mobile," Lena said.

"But do you know where she's holding the next fight? I wouldn't ask if I had any other option," Kara said and Lena sighed.

"I'm a Luthor, of course I'm invited to her little pop-up. Not that I'm interested in her type of entertainment," Lena said before she wrote down an address on a piece of paper and handed it to Kara.

"Thank you. I owe you, big time," Kara said.

"Not at all. I know you'll be there for me when the time comes," Lena said and the couple smiled at her before they quickly walked out.

Warehouse
Alien Fight Club

Roulette faced a crowd of the city's wealthiest, while J'onn M'gann were behind cages in the fighting ring. "Were those fights dangerous enough?" Roulette asked.

"No!"

"Were they violent enough?" Roulette asked.

"No!"

"Tonight, that changes," Roulette said, then the cage door opens and the two Green Martians walked out in the ring. "Our gladiators will fight for the privilege of being the last Green Martian. Tonight, they fight to the death."