Chapter 1

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Daniel, Lena's personal driver, opened the door of the limousine for her, after having announced they had arrived. She tugged at her scarf, protecting herself from the biting cold of the January air. This was the last facility from Cadmus she came to shut down. Of course none of the facilities were operative any longer, but she felt more at ease closing them down and destroying whatever was left in them, in case her mother would ever escape prison and attempt to finish her work.

It was dark out, given it was a little past seven and the night had fallen. She knew her best friend, Kara, would tell her to go home and deal with it later because she worked too much as it was, but her stubborn nature had gravitated her towards not delaying what needed to be done.

Her friendship with Kara had been on the rocks after the Daxamites perished ten years ago, including Mon-El, Kara's boyfriend. She had feared it may have never been restored, but instead it made their friendship stronger. They both suffered losses. She had been a little taken aback when Kara revealed nine years ago that she was Supergirl, even though she should have noticed.

"Thank you, Daniel," Lena said politely to her driver when he handed her a flashlight. "You can wait here, I won't take long."

"Yes, Miss Luthor," Daniel replied with a curt nod.

Lena's heels clicked on the concrete as she made her way to the facility. The building looked old and was overgrown with plants and weed. She held the keycard next to the door, sighing when it didn't immediately work. Once the door opened, she shone her flashlight into the pitch-black building.

After nothing more but one step, lights flickered on automatically. A shiver ran down her spine at the sight of operation tables, which reminded her of all the illegal experiments her mother conducted. Paperwork was scattered all over a desk, some of it written in Latin. She gathered the paperwork, deciding not to read through all of it right now. She'd take it with her and read it in the comfort of her loft.

A sudden loud wailing sound had her jumping up. She gripped her chest with one hand, slowly breathing out while she still held the flashlight clutched in her other hand. Flicking the flashlight off, she walked towards the sound, which appeared to be coming from behind a door.

The keycard gave her entrance as the door slid open. There was a sound of someone or something tapping against glass and the wailing stopped as quickly as it had started when lights switched on.

Lena gasped audibly and dropped the flashlight, no other sound left other than the flashlight clattering to the floor. In front of her, she saw two children locked up in cages made out of glass, while green lights shone down upon them. The first child was a boy, a young teenager if she had to guess. He was wearing a white nightgown of sorts and appeared extremely malnourished. A large scar was littered across his face. In the cage next to his was a little girl, who couldn't be older than a toddler. The wetness on the child's cheeks told her she'd been the one wailing.

There was a bad smell in this particular room and she wondered when those children had last bathed or been able to go to the toilet. Outside their cages, boards hung with words written on them. She froze when she read how they were created out of the DNA from her and Supergirl. Her frozen state didn't last long when she realized she had to get those children out of those cages, but as she neared the cages, the children crawled to the furthest corner, cowering away.

Her heart lurched when she saw needles filled with green liquid in the room, placed neatly on a table. She tried to keep her heart from hammering as she couldn't even imagine the awful things her mother must have been doing to those children. Her mother truly was the devil reincarnated. Someone had to be truly evil to harm children, innocent children.

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