My Kryptonite: A Supercorp Story

7. Kryptonite

Kara shot awake the next night in the DEO. She scanned her body for injuries, and she was surprised to find her ribs no longer hurt when she touched them. Yet she gasped when she sat up, her heart pounding in her chest. She could hear Lena pacing outside the room which upset Kara. She didn't want her here. Alex heard her wake up, turning around to rush to her side. She looked worried.

"What the hell happened?" Kara panted, her heart still racing.

Her sister frowned. "You want the long version or the short version?"

Kara rubbed her temples. "Just tell me why I'm not dead."

"Well, the man at the warehouse wasn't drawing your blood, he was injecting you with an anesthetic to make it seem like Lillian's weapon was affecting you," Alex began. "Then once it started taking affect, Lena--"

"Don't mention her," Kara snapped, angry tears pooling in her eyes. "She betrayed me."

Alex rested a hand on her sister's arm. "Kara, let her explain; it's not what it looked like. She's here to answer any of your questions."

Kara scoffed, Lena sheepishly entering the room and flashed Kara a small smile. The Kryptonian maintained a cold expression on her face.

"I don't want to see you, Lena," she said curtly.

Lena continued to walk towards her, heels clicking on the concrete floor. "Kara, please. Let me--"

Kara furiously rolled off the bed and stood up, her fists clenched at her sides. She shouldered past Lena, heading for the DEO exit. Lena jogged behind her to keep up.

"Kara!" she shouted, grabbing her shoulder. Kara moved it, Lena's hand falling off. "Please, I'm begging, just let me tell you what happened. I completely understand why you're mad--"

"Then why did you do it, Lena?" Kara cried, practically yelling. A few heads turned. "How could you do such a thing knowing it would break my heart?"

Lena's lip quivered, and her eyes desperately searched Kara's face. "Kara look at me."

Kara lifted her head up, making eye contact with the CEO. Her face was full of pain and regret, but Kara didn't know if she could even trust her feelings any more.

"Lena," she mumbled. "I need to go. You should probably just go back to work. It's obviously more important than me."

"Kar-" Lena said, but Kara had already run for the doors, shooting out into the midnight sky.

Tears streamed down her face as she raced towards the stars. Her heart felt like Krypton--broken and destroyed. At that moment, she wished her home hadn't been destroyed. Her parents would be alive, she wouldn't feel like an outsider, and...she wouldn't have met Lena.

Finally, Kara couldn't take it. She yelled into the black abyss as loud as she could, her screams broken by the sobs that racked her body. She cradled herself, squeezing her abdomen to try and control her shaking body, blood dripping from her lip from biting it so hard. Pain ached all throughout her body, almost paralyzing her. She began to fall, her cape fluttering vigorously as she came closer and closer to the ground.

She didn't care if when she hit it she would die. She didn't care if she wouldn't be a hero anymore. She just didn't care. All Kara wanted was Lena; her happiness, her joy...her kryptonite. The one thing in the entire universe that made her weak, but in a good way. But just like kryptonite, Lena had ultimately hurt her.

Kara was so close to the ground, and she flexed her body to prepare for the impact. But instead of her body hitting the concrete, something hit her from the side and scooped her up. She cried out, but soon she was set on the ground. She turned around and smiled. It was Kal-El.