I Hope To be There: Superflash

24. Escape (Part I)

Kara POV

"This is the part you tell me about your master plan, Winn." I croak out with the little breath I have left after Luther leaves the room. The cold metal door creaking behind him. Winn looks up at me and for the first time in my life, I don't recognize my best friend. His eyes seem hollow as if they go down forever. I notice the dark circles under them and the mess he looks like.

"I don't expect you to understand now. But soon you will." He whispers. I try to minimize my level of stress with little effort. I clutch my fists tight and clench my jaw, screaming at the top of my lungs:

"What did you do to him, Luther?! Im going to kill you! What the hell did you do to my best friend?!" I scream and feel the heat spreading through every single cell in my body.

"Kara. I didn't need his help to see the truth." His voice seems incredibly deep, secure. It scares me, more than anything in this room.

"What truth, Winn?" I'm getting desperate and my voice gives me away.

"The emblem you wear on your chest is the key. To everything. Astra was right. Our planet is dying and you, you Kara are the reason for it. People follow you, they admire you. They fight for what you say is right and get themselves killed." He spits bitterly. I try to not pass out, as the machinery pumps all the energy out of my body.

"Winn, what are you talking about? We. Are. Friends." Images flash around my mind. Winn and I playing cards, Winn and I laughing, Winn and I getting coffee.

"We were. Until you favored yourself over everybody else. You powered the epidemic that can only end up with you: faith. Because of you. People have lost their lives trusting aliens like you. One example, is Cat Grant." I swallow hard and i start to look around frantically, like I'm searching for an easter egg that tells me this is a nightmare. A horrible, horrible nightmare that I will wake up from.

"Who else, let me think...oh! James Olsen. Do you know him? Photographer at CatCo, friend of Kara Danvers, murdered in cold blood while trying to defend your city..." Tears pile up on my eyes and I feel like I'm being held underwater.

James is dead. And I wasn't there. I haven't been there for a long time.

"Stop, please..." I yelp but Winn shows no mercy.

"And how can we forget...MonEl of Daxam. Murdered by... Supergirl. Similar fate to Lyra, the love of my life who was told by Supergirl that humans wouldn't hurt her. Now you get to tell her that on her grave." When he mentions MonEl I know for sure that Winn, my loving friend, is gone. Along with everything else. Hope, love. It's all swept away.

"Winn..." Now I'm crying hysterically. Everything hurts on the outside but not as much as in the inside. It feels like someones tearing me apart. I can't stop screaming and crying.

"I wonder who's going to be next...maybe...Alex Danvers..." I meet his eyes and theres not an ounce of joke in them. He simply turns around and leaves quietly, making the door echo endlessly through out the room. Alex.

Suddenly, everything feels so cold. So finite. So abrupt and I wonder how the hell can my heart still be beating and still feel so dead. I wonder for hours, days, maybe weeks. I don't know how much time has passed.

The next thing I know however is that Barry is trying to untie me from all of the machinery and the metallic table. His voice muffled by my thoughts and lack of energy.

When he turns around however, I realize he's Savitar. Not Barry.

I try to open my mouth but nothing comes out. I'm too tired. To broken. Too gone.