Burn
Over.
And over.
And over again.
Kara stared at the screen as she watched the simulation of Argo’s destruction - the dancing lights of the wave erasing the small asteroid - as she relived the familiar sensation of becoming the last daughter of Krypton.
Kara swiped at the simulation, shifting to Earth-38. Her adopted planet, a culture that she had once found alien and strange. Her younger self could never have imagined the love she would have for this green and blue marble, for the people of the new strange city who would each become lights. Lights that had been extinguished.
For a second time, she watched as her home was wiped from stars.
The simulation showed again how Earth had been scattered into stardust, and she thought about her loved ones who had managed to survive, stuck on one of the multitude of ships in a haphazard fleet around her above Earth-1. She was desperate to get them all on the Waverider, to give Alex a hug, to beg Lena’s forgiveness, even to hear an encouraging word from Cat… if they had made it.
Paragon of Hope, she thought, ripping off her glasses to watch the simulation again. I’m not the paragon of anything.
“An entire universe wiped from existence,” came a familiar voice behind her, sending chills up her spine, “Distilled down to a computer graphic…”
Kara spun on her heel, eyes wide in disbelief. But the bald, smirking man in front of her was real - and amused. “Gotta say,” he said, “Missing that wow factor.”
“Lena killed you,” Kara growled, feeling the rush of adrenaline in her veins. She killed you and she lost me, Kara’s mind screamed. She killed you for me and now she can never forgive me.
“Only for a little while,” Lex winked back.
There were lines she didn’t cross on Earth. No death if she could help it, and certainly no cold-blooded murder. But as she marched forward - eyes burning red and still carrying the shredded pain of grief in her chest - her only thought was I lost Lena for you. The planets of both her Houses were gone, Lena despised her if she had even survived, and there was nothing left but incoherent rage. Lena killed you, Kara thought, and I will keep it that way.
“Everyone has a part to play,” came the fractured voice of the Monitor, like a cold wave washing her back from the edge. “Even Lex Luthor.” Kara halted, dimming her eyes. And though she argued back, feeling her distrust bubble over with rage of the unsaved humans and Oliver and the destruction that was yet to come, she also wrestled numbly. Both with what the Monitor had done…
And what she had been prepared to do.
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If you want a different take on Crisis, I also wrote a supercorp version a while ago.
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i love when i see some of my old supercorp posts getting reblogged again cause i miss seeing the violence and the threats i get in the tags when a particular post hits ya’ll right in the heart <3
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Thank you for fulfilling my eternal thirst for Kara Danvers and Melissa Benoist, you're doing god's work 😫
akjsdhakjsdh you are so welcome, anon! i cannot get enough of kara/supergirl/melissa as well 😫🔥💙
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Hey, guys!
It's been a loooooong while since I've made any giftsets...
For those who are still doing them, where do you get the episodes from nowadays? =)
Thanks!!
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