Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Vigilantes of National City

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 04:

Kara waited nervously in front of the L Corp building. Sara had assured her that the black dress she wore was impressive, only coming to mid thigh and the top tied at the back of her neck, leaving her arms and shoulders bare. It felt more like a date dress instead of one that needed to impress Lena with its maturity. Kara only wanted to feel as in control of her life and as confident as her friend.

She still felt awkward. Black was more Alex’s color and the dress did not allow her to wear her suit under it, instead being stuffed into the velvet handbag she carried on her shoulder. She also couldn’t wear a bra with it because of its open back. Sara assured her she didn’t need one, spending at least fifteen minutes looking at her breasts to be certain. She also swore this was the dress and she should know. Her and Sara must have tried on at least fifteen different choices, the Canary even trying on a few herself. Kara was surprised to see that Sara wore a red lace bra and matching thong under her white suit and was also fascinated by the woman’s body… her physique. Captain Lance obviously worked out quite a bit. Her abs were as defined as Kara’s. She even allowed the heroine to trace her six pack with her finger, something she allowed Sara to do as well to her. It was only fair and she admitted the former assassin had amazingly soft hands. The feel of Sara’s hands on her body…

Kara shook her head and focused. Sara said she looked hot. Not that Kara was going for this look and she had no clue how she would assist in this takedown, if it even happened. This was a guess, even a long shot that Lena’s warehouse would be broken into tonight. This Shiva woman could take as long as she wanted. Kara did not have that long. As long as Shiva was on the loose, Mick was in her universe. This had to end quickly.

But she would miss Sara. The heroine told Kara she could study any part of her body she wished, as long as they were alone of course. Sara was modest in that way, Supergirl decided.

Alex of course told her not to worry about it, pointing out all the firepower the DEO had at their disposal. Even Mick could fight well, Kara admitted. With J’onn there, along with a DEO task force outside, Oliver, Sara, Alex and Maggie, there really should be no need to get involved. Instead Kara could focus on the important task of protecting Lena. If Lena insisted on watching, then she would be kept safe.

Although Kara was early, Lena walked out quickly, looking spectacular as always in a blood red dress that fit her like a glove. Kara noted it was strapless and matched the high stilettos she wore. Her handbag was black as well, but smaller than Kara’s.

“Kara! Why didn’t you come up or text me that you were already here?”

“I figured you were busy, being a CEO and all. I didn’t want to disturb you.” Kara explained, trying to take her eyes off the woman. Despite not being a superhero, time traveling, former assassin, Lena’s body was fantastic… from an academic point of view. That was the only reason Kara had any interest in women’s bodies. She was curious as an alien about human physiology. Though identical to Kryptonians she was fascinated by how much work humans had to do, to maintain perfect figures.

“You are never a disturbance, I have told you that. I should have told you to come to the office or had the car pick you up. I am sorry but never wait outside. You are too… my God Kara, you look amazing.” Lena told her, taking her in from head to toe and causing Kara to blush.

“Gosh, thanks… uh, I can’t really compare to you but, I tried. I know we aren’t going to a benefit or anything but I didn’t want to embarrass you, since you are always so…”

“Kara, you are never an embarrassment. There is one accessory I think would complete the outfit. May I have your left wrist?”

“Huh? Oh yeah…” Kara agreed unsure of what the woman could want her wrist for. She did note that Lena opened her small handbag and there was a handgun on top.

“Lena, you shouldn’t need a gun tonight. You said you would be safe… I mean we would be safe in this control room, right? Bulletproof glass?”

“Of course we will, but I won’t take chances with your safety. There may be dangerous people there tonight and I will not take the chance of one of them somehow getting close to you. Especially since it will be just the two of us, correct? Or will Supergirl be making an appearance tonight? Regardless of her, I will protect you. I invited you and I will keep you safe. You don’t need her. Now lets see how this looks.”

Kara had been enraptured listening to Lena, as she normally was, and did not notice the small box she had pulled out of her purse. Opening it, Kara was shocked to see a diamond bracelet.

“Lena!” the Blonde could tell the diamonds were real, very real and there were a lot of them. “I can’t accept this. It must cost a fortune.”

Lena shook off her objections and clasped the bracelet on her small wrist then caressed her forearm. “Don’t be ridiculous. It was made for you. I mean that, I had it made for you. If you refuse to accept it as a gift then just see it as a loan for the next few years. It looks so perfect on you Kara, it would break my heart if you didn’t wear it. Please, for me?”

Kara looked at the beautiful piece of jewelry and Lena’s pleading face. “Of course, for you, I will wear this.”

Supergirl didn’t want to make Lena upset. If she had to wear a diamond bracelet that cost a fortune, that would be the sacrifice she would make. The two entered the Limo when the driver opened the door and began the trip to the warehouse, sitting side by side. Even closer when Lena moved closer to her friend and grabbed her hand gently. Kara gave a shy smile, never taking Lena for the type to hold hands but girls did this with other girls, right? No big deal.

At the warehouse, the DEO and Team Canary, Arrow, whatever they were calling themselves today, were already present and setting up. Oliver was on the roof with Mick, looking for any enemies approaching and prepared to engage before they got into the building from above. Inside Alex, Maggie and Sara were set up on top of high cases that littered the warehouse. Most of the weapons were kept locked up inside tall metal locker type shelves spanning a hundred feet each row, making it difficult to see the entire warehouse but also providing excellent cover. The DEO task force waited outside in a van four blocks away and J’onn blended into a corner ready to enter the fight. Kara and Lena had yet to arrive, annoying Alex.

“Did she say what time she would be here?” Alex asked Sara over the com.

“She should be here soon. She is probably a little shy about the dress, it shows a bit more skin than she is most likely used to.” Sara responded.

“Really? How did… why… were you with her? That doesn’t seen like Kara.” Alex admitted.

“Yeah, I may have helped her pick out a few. It wasn’t easy. The DEO doesn’t have a lot of dresses that are se… suitable. She wanted to look nice and she wanted me to try a few…”

“You played dress up with my sister? But there are no dressing rooms… tell me you didn’t…”

“Oliver.” Sara cut in. “Any sign of trouble up there?” The Canary desperately hoped at this moment there was anything resembling a sign of trouble.

“No. All quiet. I think I see a limo in the distance, must be our Superheroine and her girlfriend… friend, friend. I can’t believe Barry didn’t know she was gay.” The Arrow mumbled.

“She doesn’t know she is gay.” Alex cut in. “And it is really not something that everyone should be talking about. She will handle it in her own way.”

“I’m hoping for bi myself. That would be hot.” Mick unnecessarily mentioned, making Sara wish he was somewhere she could hurt him.

“Can we please focus on the mission?!” J’onn’s angry voice rang out.

“Queen, I got something. Looks like…” Mick stopped speaking, trying to figure out what the hell he was looking at…” Chronos? No, he was me. I’m not sure what the hell this guy is but he doesn’t look like Shiva’s men. The idiot just pulled up in a motorcycle. Looks like he is wearing a shiny silver helmet and some shiny armor over a body suit. He is screaming out walking target. Can I take him out, Sara?”

Sara glanced across the way at Alex who had her head in her hands. “I think Alex has this. Stand down but keep an eye on him.”

“Winn!” Alex whispered into her cell when the man answered.

“Hey Alex… having fun on the old mission? How come you aren’t on the com?” he asked nervously, wishing he hadn’t picked up the phone.

“Be glad I’m not asking you this on the com where J’onn can hear. What the hell is Olsen doing here?”

“I told him to stay away unless he was needed.” Winn defended, not wanting to be hurt.

“He wouldn’t have known where to stay away from if you hadn’t told him!” Alex pointed out, causing Winn to grimace back at the DEO, He really needed to come up with better excuses.

“He is going to stay outside…”

Mick cut him off. “Shiny is coming towards the building. Can I burn this asshole before he blows the whole thing?”

“I got it.” the Arrow told him. “Keep a look out for Shiva’s men. A limo with Kara and her rich girlfriend is pulling up in front. I’ll take care of the problem quickly. The sun just set so it should be a while before they attack. Hopefully, but to be honest nothing has gone my way recently.”

James Olsen, AKA the Guardian, checked the warehouse back door for any sign of a break in. The door looked solid and Winn had assured him that Alex was inside with her so called team. Hank he trusted but honestly he felt she was making a big mistake relying on these vigilantes. National City was his city.

“Leave.” an electronically distorted voice told him from behind. He jumped, turning around quickly, shield in front. With Winn not on site, he had been snuck up on. Fortunately it appeared to be just a… man whose eyes he couldn’t see, hooded, holding a bow with an arrow pointed at him. The scarred, half naked man who had been holding Kara and also happened to be a murderer was in front of him.

“I think you have it backwards, National City is my city. You don’t belong here. If there is a problem I will deal with it. Drop the bow.”

Oliver did his best not to laugh.

He failed.

James was not amused. “You think this is funny? I’ve heard about you from my sources…”

“We haven’t been here long enough to hear about us and I doubt you have sources. Winn told you we would be here. I tried to warn him and I’m giving you one shot. These people who are coming are dangerous and will not hesitate to kill you. As far as whose city this is, I am pretty sure it belongs to Kara, the very tall Martian and her sister with the mean right hook. Go get Montel and the two of you can find a liquor store getting knocked up. This is out of your league.”

“You expect me to leave my friends with you as backup?”

“No, I expect you to leave because you aren’t needed and you are going to get hurt if you stay. I am trying to help you out.” the Arrow tried once again, being nice. His patience was at an end however.

“Like I said, I will stay. Drop the bow.”

Oliver noted the guy had slipped something in his hand, a small object, with a blinking light. Stupid to have a beacon on your weapon. Oliver dropped his bow and took the arrow in his other hand.

“Fine, you are right. This is your city. You can even have my arrow. Catch.”

Tossing the arrow gently, a surprised Guardian caught it in his hand, dropping the taser bomb he had been preparing to throw at the man. James looked at it closely.

“Why are you giving me…”

His enquiry was stopped when Oliver hit the detonator on his bow and the arrow exploded in James Olsen’s face.

“What the hell was that?” Maggie asked, making her way quickly and quietly to where Alex lay on top of a row.

“The Guardian learning a valuable lesson, one I hope he survives.” Alex answered.

“The Guardian? Oh thats right. You know who he is too… is that your sister?” she asked, the sight of mousy Kara Danvers with Lena Luthor, holding hands of all things, took her mind momentarily off the explosion outside.

Alex followed Maggie’s wide eyed stare and saw who she thought might be her sister. She had never seen Kara in so… little. Alex looked to her right where Sara was hidden, and met her eyes.

“She looks great, right? Sara whispered, hopefully.

“Look at the damn rocks on her wrist!” Maggie whispered. “You didn’t tell me your sister was gay and doing Lena Luthor! How could you leave this out? You were worried about coming out to her?”

“She isn’t… she has never said… she is just really…” Alex tried.

“Completely gay.” Sara finished. “I gave it a lot of thought when we were dressing and undressing each other, Alex. That Montel is a coping mechanism like you said. She won’t stand a chance against this woman. Luthor is a shark. Try to act surprised when she comes out to you. That poor thing is going to be so confused. Did they even have lesbians on her planet?”

Alex shook her head, thinking about Lena Luthor corrupting her clueless sister, Sara and Kara naked in the DEO wardrobe together and the damn huge diamond bracelet on her little sister’s wrist. For God’s sake, Lena just put her arm around her and Kara is giggling.

“Lets just focus. Kara is going to keep Luthor safe inside and we can handle these damn ninjas if they show up.” Alex ordered.

“How is your sister going to keep Lena safe? Last I checked, Lena is the one who killed the last gunman after her. Its usually Supergirl taking a missile for her. When I was hit by whatever laser beam that was, Supergirl had her ass handed to her by that thing but the second Lena was in trouble she was in front of her. If you were doing Supergirl, I would be nervous about that one.” Maggie joked.

“Please don’t tell me you think Alex is doing Supergirl.” Sara moaned.

“it was a joke!” Maggie countered, hearing Sara’s frustrated voice in Alex’s com. “Hey can I get one of those ear things?”

“If we survive tonight, I’ll see what I can do.” Alex offered.

“Oliver, where are you?” Sara asked, trying not to cry, from humor or frustration, she wasn’t sure. Kara Zor El could take over the world and never need a single super power. People fell at her feet and she was too damn naive and innocent to notice. Lena and Kara were closed up in the control room.

“I’m conducting training with Alex’s friend.” Oliver replied.

“He’s beating the hell out of him.” Mick explained.

“Don’t worry, Alex, I’ll go save your friend. Be back in a second.” Sara offered and jumped down from the top of the stack she had been lying on, making her way quietly to the back.

While this had been going on, Oliver Queen had, as he said, been conducting training with James Olsen. If the man wanted to be a vigilante, he should know what he was getting into, Oliver reasoned.

Olsen stumbled off the ground, his helmet knocked off and his ears ringing. His eyes burned slightly as well but he still had his vision. The man in green was approaching.

“You want to be a vigilante? Lets see what you got. First lesson, never take anything an enemy gives you. Second lesson, be prepared to fight for your life at all times.”

James swung, his wrist caught and his world turned upside down. Landing on his back, he was dragged up by his metal collar and caught an elbow in his face.

“Come on Guardian. You are being beaten by a superior opponent. You are disoriented, you aren’t reaching for any of your trick toys, what are you going to do? Life or death, you or me. This is what life is going to be like.”

James planted his feet and shook his head. The man had stopped approaching him. Olsen took him in, noting the bow was now on his back and he was weaponless. Deciding it was time to put his marital arts skills to good use, he attacked, performing a perfect spin kick that met nothing but air. His foot landed roughly and he felt hands on his back, pushing him to the ground. Getting onto his hands and knees, a boot took his wind and knocked him onto his back.

“Your armor is too damn heavy. I would suggest you ask Winn to lighten it. Your chest is covered but your abs are open. Either take the risk to your body or turn yourself into a very slow, fully armored knight. Either way, you are going to get hurt. At least with lighter armor you stand a chance of moving.”

Olsen stumbled to his feet once more, only to find a fist in his jaw.

“Your helmet isn’t secure if a simple blast is all it takes to knock it off. At that moment your face is vulnerable, eyes, nose, mouth. It would be simple to blind you, break your nose, causing you to swallow blood. You have a black belt in something, right? Let’s see what you got.”

Olsen stood up once again, trying to regain his bearings. Taking a fighting stance, he circled the man, only stumbling a few times. Queen didn’t bother to turn so he took the opportunity to strike the back of his head.

Only he missed.

“Third lesson. Know when you are outclassed and run. Its happened to me before. I fell off a building once into a dumpster and needed my partner to pull me out. Took me a month to recover. My mother shot me and I would have died if not for Felicity…”

Despite his haze, Olsen caught that.

“Your mother shot you?!”

“I have a complicated family. Try again.”

The Guardian activated his shield, swinging it down on the man, missing him completely, then swinging it to the side he thought Oliver ducked to. The Arrow dipped under it, hitting Olsen in his arm pit, sending pain directly into his shoulder and neck.

“Thats going to leave a mark. Stop relying on weapons. When you are in the shape you are in, go for the kill. Eyes, throat, tendons. You should probably carry a knife. Fourth lesson, always be prepared to kill or you may as well quit now. Save yourself a lot of pain.”

“Oliver!”

The Arrow turned and saw Sara, clad in her white suit, staff at the ready.

“Yeah, I know. Mission. Let me make sure he doesn’t get involved…” he explained, pulling his bow.

“No! Do not shoot his thigh with an arrow! You have got to stop doing that to newbies! He can barely walk. I know you have had a bad week but we are here for a reason. Plenty of opportunities to fight inside unless you scare them off.”

Olsen turned, taking in the woman in white. She had no mask on, nor did she need one. He could see her eyes were cold, as cold as the ones he guessed were under that green hood.

Sara turned off her com for a second and walked up to the man. “Look, you are obviously a friend of Kara’s since Alex knows who you are. I’m betting Kara doesn’t or you would have been asked to come instead of pissing Alex off when she found out you were here. You aren’t in his league and you certainly can’t handle the both of us. Oliver didn’t mean to hurt you but…”

“Yes I did.”

“But we can’t have rookies getting involved in this fight. You need to go, get some ice on your jaw and… nose… and your ears are probably ringing. Did you hit his kidney?”

“Not yet.”

“No blades?”

“Just a small explosion in his face.”

“He caught an arrow?” Sara asked, impressed for a moment.

“No, I tossed it to him and hit the detonator when he brought it to his eye slits and took a look.”

“That was dumb.” Sara admitted. “Never take a weapon offered from an enemy. Its a good way to get yourself killed. Your armor is too restricting and obviously isn’t protecting you from a beating. Who is your tech support?”

“Winn.” Oliver answered. “He is busy with the DEO, doing what he is supposed to do, while the Guardian here butts in.”

Sara shook her head. “Listen, we appreciate the thought but we have plenty of firepower in there and are about to fight people who would kill you in a second and not play with you like Oliver has been doing. Take your bike and go home. I doubt you are going to be able to walk in the morning. You should probably talk to Alex about learning to defend yourself better. Let me guess, he has a black belt?” she asked the Arrow.

“Probably. I recognized some basic self defense moves. A regular Karate Kid.”

“A black belt isn’t going to cut it, man. Oliver, we really need to get inside.”

Oliver patted Olsen on the shoulder.

“Have fun explaining your appearance the next time you see Kara. Go with a motorcycle accident. It’s always worked for me. Now run… or limp… before the really bad guys see you and mistake you for an enemy.”

The Arrow and Canary walked towards the back door of the building.

“May as well come in. Mick can handle the roof. Really Oliver? The guy’s face looks like ground beef.”

“He wants to be a vigilante. I was helping him out.”

Sara shook her head. “You have really got to find better ways to express your emotions.”

“You’re one to talk.”

“I am very in touch with my emotions!”

“Yeah, and you have a great way of dealing with them. Have fun playing dress up with Supergirl?”

“Screw you, Ollie. If you want to go a few rounds with someone who is a step above an armored punching bag, say another word about me touching Kara.”

“Fine… wait, you were touching her? I thought the two of you were just trying on clothes?”

Sara ignored him, walking into the back of the building, ready for a fight, so she could get this night over with. Focusing would be hard enough thinking about what the alien and the billionaire would be doing after this. She didn’t need Ollie’s emotionally scarred psyche or judgmental tone getting in the way. She stopped him before they walked inside.

“We need her alive. I don’t care about the rest, but I need to interrogate her. Are we on the same page?”

“I know you are not about to lecture me on restraint, Sara.”

Sara looked at him for a moment until Oliver dropped his head. “Yeah, she stays alive. Lets get this done. I need to find Prometheus and we are wasting time.”

While the Canary and Arrow were coming to an understanding and the Guardian was trying to kick start his bike, despite the pain in his leg, Kara was making sure the room would be safe for Lena. She didn’t notice at first the table in the center of the simple control room but once she peeled her eyes away from the brunette it was obviously the centerpiece of the whole affair. In the middle of the table was a bottle of champagne and two glasses.

“Uh… I guess I don’t have to worry about us getting thirsty.”

“Of course not. Have a seat, let me pour us a glass and we can sit back and watch your sister’s friends go about making their arrest. Relax, Kara. Tell me, when is that idiot boss of yours going to give you more important assignments? I have read all of your articles and you are very good. He is wasting your talent.”

“You really think so? I’m kind of new at this, and I have a long way to go. I guess he doesn’t think I have proven myself yet and I suppose he is right. It does get frustrating though.” Kara admitted.

“Perhaps L Corp can start our own investigative magazine.” Lena suggested, pouring the blonde a glass and having a seat. “I can steal you from CatCo. Do you think that would be fun? You working under me? I would love to have you under me, Kara.”

Kara titled her glass back and swallowed it in one gulp.

“Careful now, we wouldn’t want you to get drunk, yet. I’m thinking we tend to stand out, here in the middle with your friends around. Why don’t I kill the lights?” Lena lifted a small remote and just like that the lights were out.

“Could I interest you in some music?”

“Oh… uh, no we should probably keep it quiet. Sure its dark but whoever might come can probably hear us… it. The music, I mean.

“Don’t worry about that. This room is soundproof. We can hear what is going on outside but no one can here us no matter how loud it gets in here. With the lights out, no one can see us. Even in the middle of this place, we are completely alone.”

Despite her superhuman attributes, Kara felt herself getting a bit warm, Sara’s words about Lena coming back to her. She shook her head, waving them off and Lena noticed.

“So that’s no to the music?”

“No! I mean if you want. I was just thinking about something Sara said to me today. Its nothing.” Kara finished with a blush.

“Oh it appears to be something. Tell me, what did the bimbo… your friend say?”

“Just… did you say… never mind. It’s silly. My sister you see, she is gay and Sara got the idea that I was too, gay I mean. Or bi or maybe confused. Anyway, she was totally wrong, but…”

“But?”

“She seemed to think you… liked me?”

“Liked you?”

“Yeah, not just like, like me but like, like me. Silly right? You don’t, right? I mean like me, like you know…”

“No I don’t like you. I adore you.”

“A… adore?”

“My God, you are so innocent. I think you are beautiful.”

“Oh… oh! But… uh… thanks… but I’m not…”

“Of course you aren’t Kara.” Lena told her. “You just haven’t given it a lot of thought, have you? I think you are more open minded than you give yourself credit for. You are friends with the sister and daughter of two notorious villains. You are very special.”

“Oh, thanks. I love having a friend like you too… Lena are you flirting with me?”

Lena rolled her eyes. “I’m certainly trying to but you don’t make it easy. I can see it in your eyes when you look at me, Kara. I know you want me. Why don’t you… who the hell are they?” the woman finished, her eyes catching a woman in white and man in a greed hood and leather standing on top of the high metal rows. Kara shook her head and turned around.

“Oh thats Sara and her… partner, Oliver.” she explained, glad for the distraction. Lena was flirting with her? No, she had to be joking. Kara would have noticed.

“Is that standard wear now for the Department of Homeland Security?”

Kara took a look at the impressive figures standing tall. She admitted neither looked like typical field agents of any department that had ever existed.

“I think since they are fighting ninjas, yeah, that is probably the uniforms Homeland Security would go with. I doubt if any one is even going to show up. We are probably all wasting… uh oh.” Kara finished as her and Lena both noticed the figures in black walking in, a woman in red leather between them.

“Great, lets watch the arrest and then we can further discuss my frustrating attempts to flirt with you.” the brunette happily suggested. She did love a good fight.

The team saw Shiva, draped in red leather and a black sash and overcoat, carrying two small katana. She was surrounded by ten men dressed in black from head to toe, only there eyes being seen. While the outfits were not baggy, it was obvious there were many places to hide weapons.

“Spread out, break the locks and take however many weapons you can hold. When we go through the portal we are going to have to fight Sara Lance’s team. We need every advantage.”

Alex climbed down a metal shelf and stepped around, Maggie next to her, guns ready.

“Police, hands up!” Two men turned towards them and prepared to attack until two throwing stars whizzed between the woman, striking the men in the chest. Sara Lance ran between them.

“My Dad was a cop. They never put their hands up. Ever.”

Alex shrugged her shoulders and ran in, Maggie behind her. Maggie slipped a pair of brass knuckles on and began fighting the first man she saw. He was fast, amazingly fast. A kick to her chest sent her to the ground. The man jumped, sword overhead to drive it into her chest. She pulled her weapon and fired, sending him back into the air, clutching his chest when he hit the ground.

“Ninjas don’t wear body armor. Good to know.”

Alex was distracted by the shot, turned to check on Maggie when she was hit in the jaw, stumbling aback. Sara kicked the man she was fighting and Alex attacked the one from behind her. The Canary began swinging her staff, taking targets out around her.

“Hey can I borrow that? It looks fun.” the brunette asked. Sara shrugged her shoulders and tossed the staff to Kara’s sister as the fight continued. Oliver had jumped into the fray but was focused only on Shiva, not wanting to give her a chance to escape in the chaos.

Kara watched, nervously, her eyes never leaving Alex… except a few times to watch Sara work. Rao, she was hot was Kara’s first thought before shaking her head and focusing back on Alex. Her sister said they had this. It did appear her ninjas were beating Shiva’s ninjas.

“A good fight never fails to get me… excited.” Lena admitted, standing closely behind Kara and whispering her ear. “Enjoy your champagne. They look as if they are doing fine. Wow, I think you Homeland Security friend… yes, she just snapped his neck. Impressive move. Your sister is very fast. She seems to be having a lot of fun with the bo staff. Perhaps you can buy her one for her birthday. You have a birthday in 16 days, correct? Made any plans yet?”

Kara didn’t answer, keeping her eye on a fight she couldn’t participate in. She relaxed a bit when all were down and only Oliver and Shiva continued to fight. Shiva stepped back, looking at her fallen henchman and seeing she was now surrounded by the Arrow and Canary.

“So which one of you brave warriors is first? Lance, have you forgotten all your former vows or are you afraid to battle me to death one on one?”

“Hey!”

Shiva turned and saw the green Martian, walking towards her quickly. Once he was in range she struck, a stabbing motion into the Martian’s gut. She had no idea what happened but he disappeared and then she felt a blow to the back of her head, sending her into darkness.

Oliver and Sara stood around the fallen enemy, having seen J’onn phase through Shiva and take her out with one swing.

“That was easier than expected.” Sara admitted.

“Yeah, he kind of just… huh. That was… yep. I suppose we should cuff her and get her back. Also any of her band who are still alive. There were ten. I killed three. Sara?”

“Three…” Sara heard a gasp from behind. Turning she saw the man take one last breath and stop. “I mean four. I really thought he would have made it. Alex?”

“I uh… yeah, I shot two, they are probably… yeah. Maggie?.”

“I killed one and shot another in his knee.”

“Yeah that guy tried to stand up and I shot him in the chest. So he was one of my two. Thats ten right? Three for Oliver, four for Sara, two for me and one for Maggie?”

“I can’t believe I got the least kills.” Sawyer grumbled.

“Technically J’onn didn’t kill anyone so he wound up in last place.” Alex reminded her, still trying to come to grips with the body count.

“Last place?! This isn’t how we do things here! We arrest them, capture them, put them in holding, turn them into the police! Is this really how you do things on your Earth?

Sara and Oliver looked at each other and shrugged.

“Yeah, pretty much, most of the time. Not always, but yeah…” Sara admitted.

“Sometimes I leave them hanging by their ankles from bridges, or just send an arrow into their thigh. We don’t always kill… everybody. We didn’t kill Slade Wilson.”

“I would have loved to kill that bastard.” Sara complained.

“And Malcom is still alive.”

“Yeah what’s up with that Ollie? You know he literally brainwashed Thea to kill me. I was dead for six months and you let him get way with it?”

“Thea was set up by him but I didn’t know and I didn’t want her father’s death on her conscience.”

“You could have killed him when you fought for Nyssa’s title instead of just cutting off his hand.” the Canary reminded him.

“Yeah, but I was trying to be a better person. To stop killing.”

“Looks like that worked out well for you.” she told her friend, looking around at the carnage.

J’onn shook his head. “I am so glad I don’t live on our Earth.”

“I don’t know.” Maggie countered. “It seems like they have a lot less paperwork to deal with, what do you think Alex?”

“Killing is only right if you have no other choice. But you know, we didn’t have a choice here. They are ninjas after all. Thanks for letting me use the staff, Sara. It was a lot of fun. I’m going to make Kara buy me one for my birthday.”

The conversation was cut short when a wall busted open and Hank Henshaw walked inside.

“What the hell is this? You may not like our methods on our Earth, J’onn but we don’t have killer robots with some skin walking around.” Oliver complained, then pulled his bow. Whoever this guy was, he was obviously not here to help since he busted the wall in.

“Danvers to strike team. Converge on Warehouse. Henshaw is here.” Alex ordered through her com and opened fire. Oliver fired exploding arrow after exploding arrow into the man but he hadn’t budged. HIs eye lit up and Maggie, having been on the receiving end of that trick, knocked Alex to the ground before she was struck. J’onn moved in but was knocked back quickly. The last time he had fought this creature he turned into a White Martian and still couldn’t take him.

Kara seeing what was happening, panicked. She had to get out there.

“Lena, hide under the control board and stay down. I have to get Alex out of here.”

“But…” Lena had no time to complain when a suddenly very strong Kara pushed her under the console.

“No matter what,do not come outside. I am going to get Alex and run. Trust me.”

Kara moved to the door and exited then used her heat vision to melt the lock, trapping Lena inside. She jumped to the roof of the control room and changed in a second, diving into Henshaw. The two began trading blows, none of the other occupants able to get a clear shot.

Kara caught a fist in the jaw that knocked her to the ground, making her dizzy for a moment. Henshaw took the opportunity to kick her but stopped short when his world lit up in pain and his remaining skin lit up in flames.

Heatwave stood behind the cyborg, sending a constant stream of fire into the creature, forcing him to his knees. Henshaw’s remaining skin burned off with a sickening smell. Kara backed up as did everyone else. Mick stood behind the cyborg laughing, very, very happy as he often was when burning things.

The flame stopped when Henshaw lay on the ground prone, fire crackling off his body.

“Looks like you owe me one skirt.” Heatwave told her with a smirk, until Henshaw stood back up and struck the man into the wall behind him.

“That sucked.” Mick moaned, trying to stand back up.

Kara faced the monster as the DEO surrounded it.

“Bullets can’t harm me. Fire can’t stop me… do your worst Supergirl. Which one of our loved ones shall I kill first?”

“Mick.” Kara answered immediately.

“Not cool, Karen.” he told her from the ground.

“This is between us Henshaw. Lets settle this outside.”Kara challenged. Hoping to get him away from her family and friends, since it looked like he had no plans to kill Mick.

“I think we can settle this.,,”

Kara had no idea what he planned to say because a wave of pressure was felt in the room and a silent hum originating from above. The glow in the Cyborg’s eyes dimmed and he dropped to the floor. The lights above died and the building went nearly dark until the emergency lights kicked on. The only sound was gunfire, two shots and the door to the control room kicked open from the inside.

“Lena?”

Lena Luthor walked out, gun in one hand and champagne glass in the other.

“Yes Supergirl. If you hadn’t shoved me under a control panel I could have told you that I had electromagnetic pulse bombs placed in all my facilities in the event he came back. A simple push of the button and all electrical devices die. I also had all the prototypes moved. The metal cabinets are empty. I couldn’t take the chance of one of my weapons hurting you. Now would your friends be so kind as to clean up these bodies and we can continue our conversation, maybe back at my place, Kara?”

“Uh,,,oh no, don’t worry. Kara is safe. I sent her out the back…”

“You are still wearing the diamond bracelet I had made for you.”

Kara looked at her wrist and realized she was busted.

“You and that made for her?” Maggie asked, “and you say your sister doesn’t know she… how is this possible? Wait your geeky sister is Supergirl? Lena Luthor had a custom made extremely expensive bracelet for her and… this is so bizarre.”

“I’m not gay! I mean… okay I think…” Kara tried.

“To hell with this.” Sara walked up to Kara, grabbed her face and kissed her in front of everyone, including the DEO task force. In seconds Kara had relaxed, lost in her lips and forgetting everyone around her. Sara pulled back reluctantly and turned to Lena.

“I just opened her eyes. You have three months to close this deal or I am coming back and she is mine. Understand?”

“I need three minutes, if you would go away.” Lena countered.

J’onn sighed, dropping his head to the ground while Kara stood there in a daze, touching her lips and meeting Lena’s eyes. The Martian looked at Queen and Lance.

“Would you people please take Shiva and get the hell off my Earth?”