Coming home

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Five years later...

Kara Danvers' loft was quiet. The the mid-afternoon sun dappled the living room in warm light. Suddenly, the light turned to shadow and a portal appeared where the windows used to be, and out popped Kara Danvers and Lena Luthor.

They came from L-World tired and weary and, though years had passed for them, they barely showed signs of aging. Both wore matching suits, Kara with the crest of the house of El on her breast and Lena wearing the same crest.

Kara looked about her loft in nostalgia, all of her earthly things-her clothes, her trinkets, photos of her friends and family, of Alex. Alex. This was the first time Kara had seen her sister's face in all this time, and she teared up at the thought of how much she had missed her.

She recalled all that she and Lena had gone through together on L-World. What was supposed to be a few weeks turned into five years. If she could go back in time, would she still have done it? Were the past five years worth not seeing the people she loved? One thing's for certain, she would have lost her spirit if Lena, her wife, wasn't there.

When they arrived, Kara saw that the type of hope the people of L-World needed was not something she could give. There were no monsters to fight. In fact, there was no fighting. For the people of L-World, there was no inner fight to control negative impulses, no deciding between right and wrong, no fear, no lying. At first, the world seemed perfect, idyllic, utopic. But soon they realized that there was something very wrong.

The Mistress tried to convince Kara and Lena that harnessing magic and kryptonite was used to switch off the human desire to harm. It had been something Lena herself tried to do. For those who could not endure the pain of losing Earth-555, many opted to have their memories erased, so that they may approach this new world in a fresh way.

But Lena had seen what this type of suppression could do. That people no longer experienced the full range emotions could mean the end of one species and the beginning of another. The curiosity that drove human beings faded while an unknowable emptiness pecked at them and complacency settled in.

To cope with ritualistic sex, to prioritize love as a remedy was not something that The Mistress had imposed upon the masses. It happened naturally, and she herself took refuge in it, suppressing her own darker essence, until she no longer resembled herself. The inhabitants of L-World had loved willingly, but there was no will to create, no spark, no tension within themselves.

Soon morals became blurry, and The Mistress justified making the decision to erase people's minds if they were incapable of sound judgment, and soon she took it upon herself to act as a mediator of the people. Later, she saw fit to act as a savior. That's when The Mistress and Andrea Rojas split ways.

Upon learning this information, Kara and Lena wrestled with the ethics of whether to impose their own learned ideals upon another culture. But ultimately, The Mistress had asked them to help her world, to wrestle her people from complacency, and so Lena and Kara did what they feared they had to-they turned against The Mistress and teamed up with Andrea to retrieve all remaining kryptonite and have it destroyed.

Before The Mistress could face any consequences, she took off with the spaceship, stranding Lena and Kara on L-World for five years until Lena could develop the technology and harvest the raw materials needed to create a transmatter portal and return home.

Andrea was elected the new leader of L-World, but she was sad and lonely. She missed her sometimes lover, sometimes enemy, and longtime friend. And suddenly the world was gripped with problems and strife and chaos. Supergirl did her best to help bring balance, a monumental task that would take long years, a task led by Andrea and an L-World council.

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