DC's Path of Ruin: Book I

December 25th, 2014 - Part 3

Day 9 - December 25th, 2014 : Early Morning - Around 8 AM (7 AM Kansas)

"Oh my gosh you are safe" Kara said staring at little brother as he landed back down. She hugged him and gave him a scan "I see no kiss marks or anything else nasty she could have done. You're okay" Kara sighed before her eyes narrowed and her fist struck hard across Connor's face he flew sideways several feet in the snow. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!?" She yelled at him knowing well ma's hearing wasn't as strong as it was when she was younger - human aging.

Connor wiped snow from his face as he slowly stood up. He didn't say anything at first. "I'm sorry Kara....You weren't listening...." He responded.

"No, you weren't listening" Kara pointed directly to him. "What part of she is a criminal and we are not do you not understand? When she hurts people now, it is going to be on your hands too and that's the last thing I want for my little brother. Why would you let a killer free?" Kara sighed crossed her arms at her chest. "When you were gone I had no choice but to ask the Justice League for help, Captain Marvel is going to be coming soon and asking questions. Stay out here, ma doesn't need to know about this and pa's coming home any minute" Kara shook her head disappointedly at her little brother. "She's a terrible person" Kara said and turned to walk back into the home.

Connor stood and watched his sister walk away. He knew that what he had done was final at this point. She was by definition a criminal....But for some reason, he didn't want to believe that about her. He didn't know why it was, maybe it was Clark acting through him somehow though at the same time, he knew that he wouldn't do something like this. He shook his head and waited.

In a zap of lightning, ten minutes later, the tall and prominent Captain Marvel came before him. He was exceptionally tall, fit, with the sharpest V shape figure since Superman himself. He was cloaked by a white magical fabric that he pulled back from his head and let it billow in in the winter wind. He smiled but quickly frowned at Connor.

"You've done something terribly bad on a rather good day. It's really, really super important you tell me what happened. Okay?" The mighty man's testosterone voice asked joyfully.

"I'd rather not Billy...." He responded, keeping his eyes on the ground.

"Mmmm, you can't. Don't make this have to be a bad day. It's Christmas!" He put a hand on Connor's shoulder. "See I have an important job now and a lot of work, like one of Santa's workers...but for justice! And on my list is finding Ivy and making sure she hurts no one else. You don't want people hurt...right? Especially on Christmas!"

"Sorry....But I'm not going to...It's uh....Not pretty." He responded.

"But things can be pretty ugly!" Mr. Marvel laughed boastfully.

Connor chuckled. "Yeah. Pretty ugly..."

Captain Marvel's happy expression quickly turned dark as he stopped smiling and looked down upon Connor.

"The Justi-...Barry said I can do what I have to to make sure things are done so people are safe and I don't want to have to make you talk with my magic eyes stuff. It's just not the polite thing to do, but harboring fugitives isn't a nice thing either and we both want no one else to get hurt. Right?"

"I can't Billy...."

"I really don't like this" Captain Marvel said before grabbing Connor by the throat to keep him still. "I promise to be as nice and not hurtful about this as I can" He said making his eyes meet with Connor's magic swirled invisibly out from his into Connor's "Will you please tell me where Poison Ivy is so she won't hurt anyone else?" He asked using his compulsion.