Dc: Start Female Superman

Chapter 14

Since everything happened suddenly, and even Kara and the others were involved, the school gave them a three-day break so they could adjust their status.

In fact, Jennifer really needed to adjust her mindset, as she knew Kara had killed the man. However, she didn't tell anyone, not even Dani, who had no idea about her little secret.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Dani, but Jennifer was very kind and cared about Dani and Kara's relationship. In fact, when she left the police station, even she didn't know how to face Kara.

Kara was immediately taken away by her family, and on the way back, the Kent family remained silent.

Martha sat in the backseat with Kara, holding her hand the entire time as a gesture of comfort.

Kara found it amusing and patted the back of her adoptive mother's hand, reassuring her: "Mom, I'm fine."

"Hmph, you're definitely fine," Jonathan, who was driving, glanced at his adoptive daughter through the rearview mirror and said solemnly, "Kara, tell me the truth, you must be the one responsible, right?"

Martha's hands trembled. In fact, she had also guessed it, but as a loving mother, she didn't want to believe it. She still hoped her daughter was a good and kind girl.

But both she and Jonathan knew: "That was your heat vision. When you showed us your ability, you should've known that if you used your powers for bad things, you wouldn't be able to hide it from us."

Almost everyone knew about Kara's abilities: her super strength, super speed, flight, heat vision, x-ray vision, microscopic vision, even super hearing, super breath, and the fact that she could hold her breath for hours without needing air.

She definitely had abilities they didn't know about, like the super Hypnotic Skill that had awakened the night before, also called Mind Control or psychological suggestion.

Faced with the accusations from her adoptive father, Kara stopped looking out the window. The cool breeze that entered through the open window tousled her beautiful blonde hair.

She was born with blonde hair and blue eyes, and her hair alone was enough to make many girls jealous. Since many girls in school had blonde hair, people would dye theirs to imitate her the next day.

But Kara was naturally blonde, which was relatively rare, and she had a pair of stunning blue eyes.

"Kara," Martha said worriedly, "it wasn't you, right? Tell me you're not a murderer."

Kara sighed: "I'm sorry, it was me."

The car came to a sudden stop on the small road leading home, and Jonathan sat there, stiff, his eyes somewhat vacant.

He had suspected it, but he didn't want to believe it. Kara had admitted it directly.

"Let's go back," Jonathan said, turning the car around and heading back toward the police station.

Kara shrugged, leaned back in her seat, and said nothing.

Martha, anxious, exclaimed: "Jonathan? What are you going to do? Are you going to send my daughter to jail? You can't do that!"

"But she killed someone, Martha," Jonathan raised his voice, reminding her. Kara hadn't made a small mistake—she had taken a life.

Martha didn't know what to do, so she turned her head and asked Kara: "Kara, tell me, that person threatened you first, right?"

"Didn't you see the report?" Kara sighed in frustration. "There was a gun and a broken bullet at the scene, and I was shot in the eye. Oh, bang! The bullet shattered my eyeball. If it hadn't been me, if it had been you or dad, you would be dead."