The heroes join forces, Lena does some investigating of her own, and Kara meets back up with a familiar face. Also, Imra's line was adorable. Just saying.
Enjoy part two!
***
Amaya straightened from where she was leaning on the balcony railing, running back down into the D.E.O. "They're back!" she called.
"Good," Sara sighed.
But Kara swooped right over their heads, going deeper into the D.E.O. "Whoa!" Cisco swerved to avoid her, watching with wide eyes. "OK, the last time she did that, Samantha died."
"Oh, I hope someone didn't die," Felicity winced.
Ray and Firestorm flew in next, and the moment they hit the ground, Firestorm separated into Jax and Lily. "Please tell us no one died," Dig looked over, completely serious.
"No," Ray shook his head, pulling off his helmet. "But there's a bigger problem."
"What could be a bigger problem than someone dying?" Iris frowned.
"That field we were called to?" Jax folded his arms. "Someone burned what looked like a Kryptonian symbol in the grass."
There was stunned silence from everyone. "OK, that's probably a bigger problem," Iris admitted.
"I thought Skirt and her cousin were the only ones left," Mick scowled.
"Guess not," Malcolm sighed.
"Did Kara recognize it?" Oliver asked.
"No," Ray shook his head. "But it was a diamond shield, just like hers."
Felicity looked down at her tablet when it beeped. "It just came in," she tapped it, then blinked. "Oh . . . yikes."
"That was about our reactions," Lily sighed.
"Whoa," Nate's eyes widened when he saw the symbol as Felicity flipped her tablet around. "That's . . . OK, yeah, this can't be good."
Barry sighed. "I'll run back to S.T.A.R. Labs and get my suit."
"Wait, what?" Felicity looked up, surprised.
"Guys, you don't have to stay," Oliver began.
"Kara was worried by that symbol," Ray shook his head. "If she was worried, this can't be good."
"And if it is Kryptonian, we all know how hard it is to take one down," Jax pointed out. "I'm inclined to stay. That's if the captain is OK with it."
"Anyone opposed?" Sara turned to look at the Legends. When no one did, Sara turned around. "Then we'll go back to Earth-1 and grab our gear. We'll help."
"Well, I've got to get back to Star City," Quentin said. "Wish I could help, but someone's got to be in the office."
"Thank you for coming," Oliver told him sincerely.
"Of course," Quentin nodded. "Let me know how things turn out."
"Will do."
***
Kara looked at the symbol on a tablet of her own, frowning. "I've seen this before," she said. "When I was a kid on a field trip to the ruins of old Krypton." She looked up at the hologram in front of her. "What does it mean?"
"The symbols predate recorded history," the hologram of Alura Zor-El answered. "The glyphs are known as Low Speech and used in Urrika, the Kryptonian continent where life began."
"And the people who used them?"
"The Juru were matriarchal, tribal, polytheistic. Over time, their sun god became known as Rao. The tribes began to worship Him alone, and modern Krypton was born."
"So, then the Book of Rao must have something that can help," Kara said.
"There is nothing in the book," Alura said. "The ruling council destroyed much of Krypton's so-called superstitions."
Kara blinked. "But if someone's trying to send me a message through this, I have to know what it means! This feels important!"
"I represent the total accumulation of knowledge on the twenty-eight known galaxies," Alura said. "If I cannot translate it, the translation may not exist."
Kara sighed in frustration, turning the tablet off.
***
"These ominous symbols have appeared around the city overnight and the NCPD currently has no information on the source," the news was saying, and Lena shook her head bitterly as she watched. "With the city still reeling from the Daxamite invasion, these mysterious symbols are causing tensions to run high."
"OK, guys," James turned around in his office. "I know it's almost Christmas, but we have some breaking news. We gotta pull some people in. We need eyewitness accounts. We need coverage on the City Council's press conference. Crime, I need you to talk to NCPD, figure out if they've initiated any lockdown procedures on federal buildings. OK? Guys, we need in formation. And we also need to decide how to frame this story so that we don't incite further panic. Let's get these stories into copy by noon. Thanks, guys."
"Nice place," a voice behind Lena said.
She jumped, startled, and turned around to see Iris and Harry walk in. "Hey," she smiled. "Uh, I just bought CatCo this year."
"It's still nice," Iris looked around. "Then again, it's headquarters for a media empire."
"Working on figuring out that symbol?" Harry guessed.
"I've been thinking about it," Lena admitted.
"Well, we just came back from the D.E.O.," Iris said, lowering her voice. "We think it's Kryptonian."
"You're certain?" Lena asked, surprised.
"It's shaped like Kara's," Iris pointed out.
"You think it's something else?" Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Well, Kryptonian could make sense," Lena looked back up at one of the TVs broadcasting the symbol. "But the first appearance of this symbol was on L-Corp property."
"You think it may be a personal attack?" Harry frowned.
"Kryptonian seems like a better idea," Iris admitted.
"It would be a Kryptonian symbol," Lena nodded. "But maybe it's not a Kryptonian making the symbol?"
"A frame-up?" Harry tilted his head. "It's not the craziest thing."
"OK, but who would want to frame a Kryptonian as part of a personal attack on you?" Iris frowned.
"Easy," Lena folded her arms. "Morgan Edge."
"Who's he?" Harry frowned.
"Tried to buy CatCo originally to make the media swing to his side, and after I bought it instead, he put chemicals in a swimming pool so that when children used it, they became sick with symptoms similar to lead poisoning."
"The Daxamite lead bomb," Iris realized, eyes wide. "He did that?!"
Lena nodded grimly. "Bastard," Harry summed up in one word.
"He has a vendetta against me, and believe me, he will go to any lengths," Lena told them. "Plus, he's the only man who has the tech and the resources to pull something like this off."
"And that's if it wasn't a rogue Kryptonian," Harry reminded her.
"Then let's go ask him," Iris shrugged.
"Yeah, because he's just going to willingly give up that information."
"I was gonna go on my own," Lena told them.
"Not a chance," both said at the same time.
***
"You can't just barge in!" Edge's secretary shouted as Lena led Harry and Iris into Edge's office. "Mr. Edge is a very busy person!"
Edge looked up from his desk, watching the three walk in. "Lena," he said in surprise. "Didn't recognize you without a .38 in your hand."
"A what?" Iris looked at Lena in surprise.
"Maybe I should hit you over the back of the head and put you on a drone headed for the reservoir," Lena retorted.
"He did what?" Harry blinked.
"Allegedly," Edge frowned. "Come on. I assume this visit is still off the record, though."
Lena just pulled up a picture on her phone. "Morgan, what is this?" she held it up, showing him the symbol.
"I don't know," Edge walked around his desk to take a closer look. "It looks weird. What, are you rebranding? I mean, hey, it worked for Prince, right?"
"Are you behind this?" Lena snapped as he chuckled. "More fearmongering, more of the same? I'm not surprised if you are, you're so predictable."
"Lena, Lena, Lena," Edge looked at her incredulously. "Come on, it's Christmas! Where's your Christmas spirit? It's my favorite time of the year!" He walked past them to pick up a few rolls of paper. "The only fires I'm lighting are the ones I'm gonna roast chestnuts over." He walked back in front of Lena, glaring at her. "And if you think I had anything to do with going after you, which you sure as hell can't prove, my line of attack would be much, much more effective."
"Did he just threaten her right in front of us?" Iris looked at Harry.
"Sounds like it," Harry agreed.
"Careful, Morgan," Lena smirked. "You might get another visit from the vigilantes."
"Haven't been seen around lately, though," Edge countered. "Besides, they seem more like Supergirl's personal attack dogs than yours." All three scowled at the man describing Oliver, Slade, Malcolm, and Laurel as Kara's attack dogs. "Besides, looks like you brought backup of your own. Did you think I was going to go after you in my own office?"
"We're just a neutral party," Harry shook his head.
"Really?" Edge raised an eyebrow. "I'm getting the feeling where the neutral side is swaying considering where the two of you are standing."
"You get feelings?" Harry countered without skipping a beat, making Iris grin widely.
Edge just scowled. "I, for one, have work to do, so if you wouldn't mind, it's time to go." Lena spun on her heel at once and headed for the door, Iris and Harry giving Edge glares before heading after her. "Oh, hey, come on, look," Edge stopped them, making them turn around. "Hold up. What am I thinking? Where's my manners?" He put the rolls of paper down and headed for the tree in his office. "Little parting gifts." He bent down and picked up three mugs filled with Christmas goodies, walking over. "Company present. I like to spread the cheer."
All three raised eyebrows. "Bah humbug," Harry deadpanned.
None of them took the presents as they left.
***
"OK, so your mother doesn't know what the symbol means," Barry told Kara as they, Oliver, Sara, Winn, Ray, Nate, and Cisco entered the alien bar. "How would anyone here know?"
"Even if it is a super cool alien bar?" Nate looked around.
"Someone is burning a Kryptonian symbol everywhere, so someone out there must know who it is," Kara answered.
"Kara! Winn! Oliver!"
"Barry? Cisco?"
Three of the five people mentioned froze and the other two whipped around in surprise. "Oh, great," Oliver closed his eyes. "Of course they're here."
Kara put an uneasy smile on her face and turned to see Imra beaming at them and Mon-El looking in surprise at Barry and Cisco. "Yeah, they are."
"Uh," Nate frowned. "Who – ?"
"This is the ex who waited a day to tell you he was married?" Sara looked at Kara.
"Yes," she winced.
"Ouch," Ray frowned.
"So you want me to provide a distraction?" Winn asked, looking between Kara and Oliver.
"No need," Kara shook her head. "Don't be silly."
"Maybe," Oliver cleared his throat.
"Hey, guys," Kara walked over. "Oh, uh, Imra, you've – "
She gestured to the corner of her mouth, and Imra blinked, setting down one of her chicken wings and reached up to rub the spot of sauce on the side of her mouth. "Here?"
"No, no," Kara shook her head. "It's – "
"It's all right, I got it," Mon-El took a napkin, wiping it off for her.
"Thanks," Imra smiled.
"Good to see you again, Barry," Mon-El smiled at the speedster. "You, too, Cisco."
"Yeah," he nodded. "When Kara came for Iris's bachelorette party, I heard you were gone."
"Like, for good," Cisco added.
"Time travel," Mon-El said simply.
"As long as you didn't screw anything up," Sara smiled tightly.
"OK, how many times do I have to apologize?" Barry huffed.
"Oh, no, that was us," Ray shook his head. "We broke time."
"But sometimes, we screw things up for the better," Nate nodded.
"Rip seemed surprised that was our motto," Sara tilted her head.
"Well, to be fair, we just came up with it."
Mon-El and Imra stared blankly at the three. "Uh . . . "
"Mon-El, Imra, meet Sara Lance, Ray Palmer, and Nate Heywood," Kara smiled. "They're from Earth-1, too."
"I think I kind of remember those names," Mon-El nodded slowly. "She called you the Legends?"
"That's us," Sara nodded. "Never heard much about you, though."
"OK, topic change, please," Oliver cleared his throat.
"Yeah, so, you settling in?" Kara asked, sitting down in one of the chairs.
"Yeah," Mon-El nodded. "You know, Imra wanted to see what the times were like, so . . . "
"Everyone's been very kind so far," Imra smiled. "It's fascinating to see Earth this far back."
"Where are you guys from?" Ray asked curiously.
"31st century," Mon-El answered.
"Oh, man," Nate grinned. "So this must be like medieval times for you guys."
"You eat things with your hands," Imra giggled. "So fun! Oh, Mon-El tells me there's a place in town where you can eat all the ribs you want."
"Is there?" Barry perked up.
"Yeah, we'll go before you guys leave," Kara grinned. "We should totally race!"
"Oh, I'm in!" Barry held up his hand for a high five.
"Money's on Barry," Cisco grinned as Kara high fived him.
"Mine's on Kara," Winn countered.
"Kind of obvious who mine's on," Oliver smirked, pointing out his ring on Kara's hand.
"That's no fair," Cisco whined.
"I would love to try it," Imra smiled. "What did you call it? 'Food until you're full?'"
"I like that," Barry grinned. "And kind of true."
"Very close," Mon-El laughed. "It's 'all you can eat.'"
"OK," Imra nodded, smiling.
The two groups nodded, then Winn cleared his throat and looked at Imra. "Have you had beer yet?"
"Does it go with ribs?" Imra tilted her head.
"Does it go with ribs?" Sara repeated, grinning. "Whatcha got, Winn?"
"Come on," Winn jumped up from his seat, and Sara and Imra followed him. "Come on!
"Uh, so we should ask around," Cisco held up his phone with the symbol.
"Right, we'll do that," Ray nodded, standing up.
Barry and Nate all but ran after them, leaving Kara and Oliver with Mon-El. "They're not very subtle, are they?" Mon-El asked.
"Definitely not," Oliver agreed, shaking his head.
Mon-El sighed, looking down at the remnants of chicken wings. "Look, um . . . I need to apologize. The way I acted after I woke up . . . there's no excuse. I was confused, worried, but that's no excuse for hurting you," he looked up at Kara, who blinked, surprised. "I should have given you your necklace back. I shouldn't have waited to tell you about me and Imra. And I'm happy you were able to live your life after what happened to me. I just . . . " He shook his head. "I'm sorry. I guess, in a way, I thought things wouldn't have changed that much after seven months."
"Seven months is a much shorter time than seven years," Kara pointed out. "But, thank you. Sorry for whatever Slade, Malcolm, and Laurel did to you."
"They probably aren't," Oliver snorted with a grin.
"I think my ears are still ringing," Mon-El tilted his head from side to side.
"It's awful being on the receiving end," Oliver nodded. "Look, you're not my favorite guy right now – "
"I completely understand," Mon-El winced.
"But after what happened with the rest of my team, you're not at the bottom of the list, either," Oliver finished. "Just don't hurt Kara again."
"You got it," Mon-El nodded.
"Good," Oliver nodded. "Now, switching topics again . . . Kara mentioned your ship needs fixing?"
"Yes," Mon-El sighed. "And it is broken beyond my understanding."
"Oh, no," Kara covered her mouth.
"Yeah," Mon-El nodded. "That's why it's good to see this place again. I forgot how much I missed it."
"The club sodas are not the same," Kara grinned.
"You were a bartender here?" Oliver asked curiously.
"For a time," Mon-El nodded. "I ruined the first drink I made Kara, though."
"Rao, it was awful," Kara exaggerated a shudder, making Oliver laugh.
"Hey, do you want me to tell him about the time I gave you Adebaran rum?" Mon-El threatened with a grin.
"Mon-El," Kara's eyes flew wide.
"What kind of rum?" Oliver looked at Mon-El, raising an eyebrow.
"Aldebaran," Mon-El grinned. "Let me tell you, if you get her drinking enough of it – "
"Please do not remind me," Kara buried her face in her hands as Mon-El laughed. "You know, you are so lucky I did not lose my job at the D.E.O. that day!"
"It gets her drunk?" Oliver asked in surprise.
"Oh, yes," Mon-El nodded.
"And if you tell Thea," Kara began.
Oliver grinned. "I didn't plan to until you mentioned it."
"Oh, Rao," Kara thunked her head on the table.
Both Oliver and Mon-El laughed, and Mon-El smiled at Oliver. "I didn't say it before, but congratulations. Really, congratulations. All of this?" He looked over at where Sara and Winn were speaking with Imra. "It's worth it."
"Thanks," Oliver nodded.
Kara's phone buzzed, and she pulled it out. She took a look at the Caller ID and frowned. "I should take this," she said, answering it. "Hello?"
"You have a collect call from the Albatross Bay Correctional Facility," an automatic voice said.
"Albatross Bay?" Kara mumbled, frowning.
Oliver straightened. "Coville," he realized.
Kara's eyes widened, and she rose from her chair, nearly tripping over it. "Hey," Barry hurried over from one of the booths. "You OK?"
"I gotta go," Kara pointed to the door, hurrying out.
"Sara, come on!" Oliver shouted, grabbing Barry and pulling him after her.
"What's going on?" Sara jogged over, the three of them going after Kara.
"We're going to visit one of the crazier people I've met in National City," Oliver answered grimly, dialing on his phone and raising it to his ear. "Malcolm? Albatross Bay Correctional Facility. Remember the Supergirl cult?"
"She had a what now?!" Barry squawked.
***
"You sure about this?" Oliver asked Kara as they, Barry, Sara, Malcolm, Laurel, and Slade entered the facility.
"It's got to be just me," she nodded, swallowing.
"Call if you need us, little one," Slade told her.
Kara nodded shakily, then walked deeper into the facility. The doors opened for her, and she stared at the man in a prison uniform handcuffed to the table inside. "'They will receive a blasphemous sigil,'" he declared. "'And in its wake, many cowards, killers, and vile men will burn.'"
Kara stopped short as the doors shut behind her. "That's not from the Book of Rao."
"'And every eye will look upon the heretic, and they will call it 'Worldkiller,'" Coville finished. "Kara Danvers, there is so much that you still don't know."
"Worldkiller?" Kara repeated, walking to the table.
"It's here," Coville told her. "The End of Days."
"There are no End of Days in the Book of Rao," Kara denied.
"The prophecy I speak of predates the Book of Rao . . . but I suspect you already know this if you've tried to find the meaning of the Kryptonian symbol that's all over the news. They are the mark of a dark god. A devil."
"How do you know this?" Kara demanded, sitting down.
Coville scoffed. "You know that I spent two years on a pilgrimage all over the world collecting artifacts and texts, learning everything I could about Rao and your people. But I didn't just find objects. I met people – the forgotten from Fort Rozz."
"You know about Fort Rozz?" Kara swallowed.
"I met a disgraced Kryptonian priestess who told me about the god before Rao," Coville informed her. "A Lilith made of darkness and teeth who ends everything. There are three steps leading to the End of Days. Fist is the Mark of the Beast."
"The glyph in the field," Kara murmured.
"They're all over National City now," Coville nodded. "After that comes the Work of the Beast in the form of many deaths. And finally comes the Reign of the Beast. And this is when She comes."
"She?" Kara leaned forward, frowning. "Who is 'She?'"
"Worldkiller," Coville answered. "The one who will bring about the end of time." His hand shot out and grabbed her wrist, making Kara jump. "This is your purpose: to fight the Devil."
"There's no such thing as the Devil," Kara hissed, yanking her hand back.
"The lost gods must fall for a new god to rise," Coville told her. "And Her rise will come at the fall of the righteous. And She will reign unless you stand and smite Her."
***
The six turned around when Kara all but ran towards them. "What happened?" Sara straightened.
"What did he say?" Laurel asked.
"Kara?" Oliver frowned, seeing her taking some deep breaths. "What did he say?"
Kara looked up at him. "Apparently, I need to fight the Devil."
"You have a Devil?" Sara's eyebrows shot up.
"According to him," Kara sighed. "And apparently she's been making those symbols."
***
"The NCPD is investigating another fatal shooting involving the One-Seven Gang, which happened this morning." Sam looked up from her desk when she heard the news report. "Witnesses say they saw a man belonging to the One-Seven Gang open fire on a convenience store, killing the owner."
Sam narrowed her eyes, only to turn when she heard Ruby enter. "Mom? I finished all the chips in the kitchen. It's time to go for dinner. I'm starving!"
Sam sighed, tapping her pen on her desk. "Babe, Mrs. Queller's gonna pick you up."
"What?" Ruby protested. "But it's almost Christmas!"
"I know it's nearly Christmas," Sam sighed, rubbing her forehead. "I'm so behind on everything. I feel terrible. I'm sorry, baby."
"Are you gonna miss Christmas, too, or just sleep through it?" Ruby scowled, turning to leave.
"Hey," Sam frowned. "Hey. Come here." Ruby frowned, walking over. "Sit down," Sam pushed her chair away from the desk, and Ruby sat down on her knee, curling into her. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "Do you remember that Christmas that year I got that job in Central City? You were really, really mad at me for making you leave your friends in the middle of the school year. I was making us drive all the way down."
"It was days in that car," Ruby recalled.
"It was days in that car," Sam chuckled. "We ended up spending Christmas at a truck stop on Route 34. We had that snowball fight in the parking lot and then we made that tree out of newspapers." She smiled fondly at the memory. "And that night, when we were lying in that awful bed, it smelled like mothballs . . . I'll never forget it. You whispered to me, and you said that it was the best Christmas you'd ever had. It was for me, too, Ruby. You wanna know why?" Ruby looked up, and Sam smiled at her. "Because we were together." Ruby smiled, and Sam patted her arm. "I have something for you. I was gonna wait till Christmas, but . . . "
She reached over and picked up a black velvet box, handing it to Ruby. She flipped it open and gasped when she saw the glittering silver House of El crest necklace inside. "How did you know?" she asked.
"I'm your mom," Sam smiled. "I know everything. Did you know that it means 'stronger together?'" Ruby smiled, and Sam gestured between the two of them. "We are, always." She pulled Ruby close, hugging her. "I love you so much."
"I love you, too, Mom," Ruby whispered, hugging her back.
***
"OK, everyone, look alive," Sara announced as the group arrived back at the D.E.O. "We're gonna fight the Devil."
"We're gonna do what now?" Zari's eyes widened.
"Coville says that this is like the sign of the Devil," Winn said. "A Kryptonian 666."
"So we're fighting the Kryptonian Devil," Dig clarified.
"Can we even do that?" Caitlin frowned.
"That's a pretty strong Devil," Mick snorted.
"And that's if we believe it's actually the Devil," Barry pointed out.
"Do you believe him?" Alex asked Kara.
"No," Kara said bluntly. "No, I think Coville calling me is an excuse for him to feel relevant."
"It reaffirms the narrative he chooses to believe and gives his life purpose," J'onn nodded in understanding.
"We don't even know if the person burning these symbols is Kryptonian," Stein agreed.
"So what, it's just a bunch of vandals who don't even know what it means?" Jax frowned.
"Yeah, that just happens to be a Kryptonian symbol?" Lily agreed.
"Do you need fresh eyes?" Imra suggested, walking up to them. "I can take a look through the data you've collected, suspects you might have already dismissed. I'm the 31st century version of a kip."
Everyone blinked. "You mean a cop?" Felicity asked.
Imra blushed slightly. "Wait a minute," Cisco frowned. "Where are Harry and Iris?"
"Uh, they went to go update Lena," Caitlin answered, frowning and checking her watch. "But that was . . . a while ago."
***
"Where are we going?" Iris asked as she and Harry followed Lena in the dark.
"I told you, this guy has access to Edge's bank records," Lena answered. "If Edge has been buying technology that can make those Kryptonian marks, this will lead us to him."
"That's great," Harry nodded absently. "But literally, where are we going?"
Lena grinned at him. "Harrison Wells, are you scared?" He scoffed, and Lena giggled. "Don't worry, I'll protect you – "
She stopped short when she saw a burning symbol on the huge column in front of them. "That's it," Iris whispered in shock.
An explosion came from behind them, and Lena and Iris both ducked as sparks flew. "Go!" Harry grabbed Lena, then Iris. "Move, move, move, move!" They ran between buildings, ducking red laser shots firing all around them. "West, go left!" Harry pointed.
As they turned the corner, Harry pulled Lena to the right, Iris ducking behind a trash bin on the left. When a guy turned the corner, wielding a laser gun of some kind, Iris grabbed the lid of the trash can and smacked the guy in the back of the head, making him drop like a sack of potatoes.
Harry looked up from where he was protecting Lena as Iris dropped her makeshift weapon. "Hey," Iris grinned. "So . . . we're alive!"
"Yeah, well, thank God I was here," Lena quipped as Harry stood.
"You OK?" Harry asked, holding out a hand.
"It's just my quarterly assassination attempt," Lena rolled her eyes, accepting his help in standing up.
"Quarterly?" Iris blinked.
"Yeah, about that," Harry frowned, looking down at the unconscious man. "Who the hell's this guy?"
***
Felicity looked down at her phone when it beeped, and her eyes widened. "Oh, my God!"
"What?" Kara looked up from where she and Imra were looking over another tablet.
"That was Lena," she swallowed, looking up. "She was investigating with Harry and Iris. They just got attacked."
"They what?" Barry demanded as heads all over shot up.
"Yeah, Iris managed to knock the guy out, they're back at CatCo," Felicity began.
Barry sped off without another word.
***
"Christmases are never boring around heroes," Harry grumbled as he looked over Lena's shoulder, looking at the guy on the screen.
"Are you complaining?" Lena raised an eyebrow.
"Well, there are worse ways to spend the holidays."
"All right, thanks," James hung up his phone, and Iris looked up from where she sat on the couch. "The ADA said laser guy lawyered up," he told them. "He's not talking."
"Iris?" Barry ran into the office, eyes wide.
"Barry!" Iris stood up, hugging him tightly.
"Are you OK?" he demanded, looking her over.
"I'm fine," Iris nodded. "Wasn't even that much of a fight."
"One shot to the head, and he was a goner," Harry nodded.
"Hey," Sam hurried into the office behind Barry. "I couldn't get here any faster. Are you OK?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," Lena nodded. "Thanks to Harry and Iris."
"Felicity said someone tried to kill you?" Barry looked over.
"Why?" Sam asked when Lena nodded.
"Morgan Edge hired him," Lena said simply.
Barry frowned in confusion, but Sam narrowed her eyes. "You have proof?" she asked.
"Circumstantial," Lena turned her laptop around. "But the shooter used to work for the annual National City Tech Conference. Morgan Edge hosts it every year."
Barry frowned when Sam clicked on Edge's picture. "He looks cheery."
"Yeah, found our Christmas Grinch," Harry snorted.
"He shouldn't be alive," Sam scowled.
Lena frowned at her words, but Iris gasped, her eyes on the TVs behind them. "Guys? Look."
Harry turned around, and his eyes widened. "Oh, my God."
"James, turn the sound on," Barry swallowed.
Lena turned around as James picked up the remote, turning the sound on, and she blanched when she saw the bodies covered in white sheets on screen. "We're hearing that as many as a dozen members of the One-Seven street gang have been found murdered," one of the reporters said. "We should warn you, the images you are about to see are graphic."
***
Sam glowered at the picture of Morgan Edge on screen, ignoring the reports on the TV. "Now, Susan, police are still looking for a suspect in the multiple killings of members of the notorious National City One-Seven Gang."
Leaving the others to watch the report, Sam strode out of the office and towards the elevator. When she was inside and the doors closed behind her, she tore open the front of her shirt, revealing a black suit underneath.
On her chest, just like the House of El crest was on Kara's, was the Kryptonian symbol that had been appearing around National City.
***
It's totally weird, but after the back half of Supergirl started running episodes, I really saw Kara and Imra getting along, and Mon-El and Oliver getting along. Is that weird, or is it just me?
Also, is it way too obvious I'm shipping Harry and Lena? It's totally slow burn, because I don't know where the James/Lena thing came from, but it should not have shown up that quickly.
Anyway, next chapter will end "Reign," and will be the official start of my hiatus from this book until the seasons finish. Stay tuned!