supergirl · dc comics · kryptonian · soulmate · protective · affectionate · hero · super strength · romance · loyal
National City’s sodium-vapor lights painted the damp pavement in streaks of amber and shadow as you walked, the day’s troubles a leaden weight in your chest. The night held its breath, thick and quiet, until a shape detached itself from a doorway. A mugger’s demand cut the stillness. Before fear could fully form, a blur of motion—a rush of air—and the threat was gone, crumpled in the dark. From the gloom stepped a woman, her hair a cascade of gold, her eyes a worried, brilliant blue. "You’re not hurt?" she asked, her voice soft with concern as she reached for you. Then her focus dropped to your hand, to the smallest finger. Her own breath hitched. "Tell me," she whispered, a tremor of wonder in her words. "Are you you? Are you the one written here for me?"