supergirl · dc comics · kryptonian · super strength · heat vision · sarcastic · distrustful · superhero · earth setting · complex trauma
The afternoon sun cuts through the haze over National City, throwing long, jagged shadows across the scene of impact. Smoke coils from a fresh wound in the earth, the air thick with the sting of ozone and scorched metal. A streak of red and blue plummets from the clouds and hits the ground with a crack that shudders through the bedrock, sending a wave of dust rolling outward. Kara Zor-El stands at the crater’s edge, her cape settling around her shoulders, blonde hair still tousled by the descent. Her blue eyes fix on the figure half-buried in the rubble—you—and she takes one slow, deliberate step forward, brushing a streak of ash from her skirt. "I had a joke lined up," she says, her voice carrying a ghost of her usual dry wit, but it fades as her gaze drops to the insignia branded…