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Birth of the Undead – Staying Alive 8 (NSFW)

Written by kshoo :: [Saturday, 18 June 2022 05:00] Last updated by :: [Saturday, 18 June 2022 13:36]

“How do I become stronger?” Such an easy question, but so difficult to answer for many. For some it could become a debate of whether one refers to the strengthening of the mental fortitude rather than the actual physical attributes, while for many others it is more of a question of discipline and attitude to see their effort to fruition.

That question becomes close to impossible to answer for the Last Daughter of Krypton, when one considers the fact that Kara Zor-El is already one of the strongest person around on Earth, give or take a few others. The energizing rays of the young yellow sun of this solar system has been particularly kind to her and her race, considering the fact that when all their parents were hoping for when the pods were sent into space prior to their planet’s destruction, was hope that somehow their one teenage girl and one baby boy would be able to survive. That ultimately they have abilities beyond their wildest imagination, becoming almost indestructible in any way was a combination of a fluke of a chance coupled with fate.

Arriving more than thirty years after his own cousin had step foot on the planet Earth, her pod having taken a longer trajectory passing through the phantom zone and rounding the sun a few more circuits before finally crash-landing on the blue planet, Kara had found that her Kryptonian physiology had made her practically a goddess among the humans.

Following in the footsteps of the now adult, and much more buff cousin Kal-El, Kara too has decided to give back in her own way to this wonderful planet that had become her new home, one that gave her a second chance at life. After she was introduced to the world officially as Supergirl however, she found herself in a weird dilemma. Her still maturing body remained slim in general, though she does look somewhat athletically toned along her limbs and abdomen; her hormones are now giving her curves in all the right places with none of the growing-up blemishes or pimples.  Then, there is her current abilities under the invigorating yellow sun. Having all the amazing abilities to the one being Terrans call Superman, it is mainly her invulnerability and incredible strength that had been most mind-boggling for the casual observer. Her lithe and slim body able to stop and deflect armour-piercing rounds and possibly nuclear missles; those toned arms and legs able to lift and even toss the largest of the aircraft carriers into the air, or crush and deform them against her impossibly firm body.

In short, Supergirl exuded the perfect combination of sexiness and power, and this contrast, coupled with her always wearing a female version of the skin-tight blue and red costume that enhanced her own maturing figure, had stirred up many a male and more than few females’ own furtive imaginations and sexual fantasies, in day time or in bed.

It was this reason that Kara still had no answer to the question that had been turning in her mind for the past week, despite her superbrain able to solve the most complex mathetmatic models within microseconds.

For how do you make a superhuman, already with immeasureable strength, even stronger?

“Ok, SG, the coast is now clear. Can you please slowly push the concrete panel back to its upright position, and then try to weld it?” The call out by the site supervisor from some distance away brought Kara out of her reverie. She smiled at the burly middle-aged man, and started to gently work her muscles to right the pillar, the slight bulges stretching her blue costume in line with her movement while her toned legs and buttocks became more prominent under her microskirt.

Kara had actually set about trying to test one of her theories, which led her to break from Earth’s gravity earlier in the day to fly into space. Given that the sun is the source of all Kryptonian’s powers on Earth, plus it had actually helped her to recover from her initial deadly bout with Vampirella, Kara thought that perhaps a few turns closer around the young, yellow star would help her case.

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It did, though it wasn’t as much as she thought it would. While her hypothesis seems sound, when she floated in space and stayed  between Earth and the moon, she didn’t really feel that much different than before. Taking her experiment another step forward, she then flew closer to the sun, trying to be as close as possible, yet still keeping a comfortable distance so as to be able to easily counteract the strong pull of the sun’s gravity with her own flight powers. Tensing her powerful calves and thighs, she exerted a similar amount of counterforce and control to keep herself floating in space, a dwarf in front of the immense fireball.

Again, Supergirl could feel a somewhat small effect in her body initially as she bathed in its rays. With her being so near to the yellow sun, her supersenses felt the bio-cellular structure of her own Kryptonian cells growing and expanding as it slowly and surely harnessed and utilized the energy generated by the radiation of the young star. She trembled slightly from pleasure with the continuous influx of energy, moaning slightly as each and every slender muscle on her frame expanded slightly as well. Looking down and all about young and nubile body, she could see that she is also starting to give off a gentle radiance of her own, seemingly an aftereffect of her sunbath.

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The feeling of energy intake however soon became more subdued. For Kara, it felt like she had hit a plateau, her body having hit its limit and unable to absorb anymore. Instead, any extra energy rolled over her engorged cells and dissipated outwards like water rolling-off a well-greased paper. Eventually she gave up after three hours, and headed for home. That proximity to the sun seemed to have given her powers a boost, even without much effort she found herself flying even faster now despite just using her preferred flight method of flexing her calves as she closed in on Earth within minutes.

Despite the distance that she had travelled, her body still glowed as she flew past one of the many satellites orbiting Earth. Given the amount of residual heat that she was still giving off after her sunbath, the Maid of Might had decided against a more direct path back into town. Hence she opted for a longer, scenic route, going past some of the other continents and even waving to the two astronauts doing their spacewalk outside the international space station, before finally angling herself downwards back onto the blue planet.

It was when she did a pass over National City when Supergirl heard the weird rumbles coming from a major construction site within the city. Following the abnormal noise, she found herself at the location of where “Sapphire Towers”, the modern 30-storey building that is the first building being built over the large piece of cleared land. Consisting only a small portion of a large-scale development earmarked by one of the nation’s largest construction conglomerate in an attempt to “revitalize” the city’s more shady areas. While there have been accusations of shady dealings, nothing concrete came to light though. This entire project however did have a positive effect though, helping create and sustain thousands of jobs within the industry and its supporting ones which had look like it might be lost given the tougher economic situation all around the country.

Even though the piling has been done weeks ago before they started to build the side concrete walls, for some reason she saw cracks all about the foundations, which is the noise that she had probably heard.  That could be the reason why many of the concrete panels, about 5 storeys high and a foot thick, had suddenly look dangerously close to breaking apart and collapsing. Kara had flown down and braced herself against one of the weakest side, holding it back with enough force to stabilize the entire preliminary structure from shifting further, buying time to allow the many workers who were working on different levels of the partially completed structure to get away to safety.

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It was a windy day though, which tossed up the dirt and sand all over the site. While she was conscious about the breeze giving a few of the workers a free peek at her tight butt and long legs, still, she had a job to do. Kara hadn’t mind being a little flirty sometimes, knowing that her costume hid everything yet revealed everything, but even she herself thought it odd that these guys would actually stop to gawk at her even in the midst of trying to get clear from a collapsing building site.

That sudden distraction caused her to grab hold of the pillar a tad too strongly resulting in additional cracks all over the concrete surface, and Kara eased up quickly and tried to adjust her push to move it back up straight. When satisfied that it is at least not leaning over, she let go and floated upwards before powered up her heat vision to melt the concrete on the foundation to at least allow it to set for awhile on the ground. Another round of a milder dose of heat over the cracks smoothen most of the surface as well. Doing a once over around and about the site to confirm that nothing is shifting, she finally floated down to speak to the site supervisor and check on the men.

“We’re so lucky to have you come by at the nick of time, SG, else me and my men would have been goners.” The supervisor looked immensely grateful, rubbing his moustache

“No problem, glad that I can be of some help. However, will my little patchwork help? I mean, the foundation has shifted, and even though I have sealed some of the cracks enough to keep it up…”

“You’re right. It’s a temporary solution at best, but if it’s weaken already, the better and proper way to do it is to tear it down, replace with new ones and rebuild from there. This however is going to be tough – that's going to eat up more of our budget, and we've already overrun on both costs and time.”

“But safety’s important right? You wouldn’t want to continue building on shaky foundation at the risks of not only the crew, but all the tenants in the future?” Supergirl asked incredulously, not believing what she’s hearing.

The supervisor sighed. “Life is not as simple as that, sometimes. The bosses sitting in their air-conditioned offices 500 miles away are not interested in most of these details, merely barking at us on the phone when they compared our progress to the ones they drew on pretty charts with  their computers. But…” gesturing to the entire ground “given that this place used to be part of reclaimed land, I definitely think that the initial design was flawed. Not only we need to replace this one particular piece of the pillar, but we definitely need more concrete pillars to really shore up the entire foundation before we build on top. However, that’s going to our fight, not yours.”

“Sometimes I don’t know if they are stupid, naïve, confused, or just plain irresponsible.” The Girl of Steel lamented as her fingers danced across the control panel as she watched the screen for the output and instructions.

“How about every one of those, and toss in greed and power-hungry into the mix? After all, it’s not just Terrans who exhibit those behaviours.” Vampirella added with a slight laugh. Standing slightly behind Supergirl, the Drakulon beauty observed the young woman manipulating all the controls in front of wall-sized supercomputer within the inner sanctums of the Fortress of Solitude, one of the legacies of the Kryptonian race provided by Jor-El for his then infant son, who is now one of the most powerful superheroes on Earth.

Upon Kara’s invitation, Vampirella had met up with Supergirl at the Fortress again to go through a diagnostic test. Despite feeling a little hesitation, Vampirella finally desided to turn up wearing the Kryptonian fabric, instead of her usual red and black. That the skintight fabric was ultimately much more durable and able to withstand air friction when she flew fast was the deciding factor.  As it stands, both of them looked it was as if there are two daughters of Krypton, one blonde and another raven-haired, currently within the Fortress of Solitude.

“I though Kryptonians are advanced in science and technology.”

“We are.”

“If that were true, why do you still have to spend so much effort seemingly trying to program that thing? Wouldn’t everything work by just a touch of the button?” Vampirella scoffed.

Supergirl turned towards Vampirella and grinned. “Point taken. Being advanced doesn’t mean things are always simplified for usage. Plus, we are talking about doing something unconventional, and that requires customization. I doubt that Kal really knows enough about the Kryptonian systems to fully utilize its capabilities. Given that this is the only Kryptonian supercomputer left with the kind of capability and capacity to check both of us out, I just want to leverage it as much as possible.” Returning to her task at hand, she continued “and it should be ready…now.”

A slight hiss sounded on the right, and the ground shook slightly before a rectangular block of crystal and ice, 10 feet by 10 feet by 20 feet room emerged from the icy floor. Once the movement stopped , a small door opened. Kara looked at the icy block, check on the output readouts on the screen, before turning back towards her gues and made a ‘V’ sign. “Told you.”

“Well well well. You’re quite the science genius then. What is it?”

“It’s a Kryptonian crystal chamber, the functionality can be reprogrammed and repurposed if you know what you’re doing. I’ve reprogrammed the scanners, customized it to do a detailed once-over for the occupants, meaning us. You can go in…what are you doing?” She looked on in astonishment as Vampirella had already shed part of her clothing ensemble as she walked towards the chamber. The red cape and the red skirt has already been dropped unceremoniously on the floor and it seems she was in the process of peeling the tight blue-top over her head.  

“Wouldn’t you want the examinations to be as accurate as possible? Figures that going native might give it a better read.” Vampi winked as she pulled the top off and again tossed it to the side before entering the chamber wearing only the red knee high boots. Even for those, the superpowered vampire simply just stood in one place and lifted one leg to start peeling it downward, her balance absolute now thanks to her enhanced DNA.

Advance science and technology, Vampirella. It can detect the difference between organic and inorganic stuff. Which in our case, our bodies beneath our clothes.” Kara sighed as she saw the last of the article (her costume, in actual fact) dumped on the crystal floor, as the blackhaired woman turned around with a smirk on a face and an expectantly look from within the crystal chamber in her full naked glory. “You can just, you know, stand on the floor. Or sit, whichever way you feel comfortable.”

“I’m comfortable with floating, thank you very much, as I am comfortable doing this as well.” She giggled slightly as she also did a few bicep curls, as the large, beautiful firm bulges seemingly appear like magic on her toned arms in her attempt to tease the thinner, smaller-framed Supergirl.

“Yeah yeah. Ok, here goes.” This time, a press on one of the control panels, the chamber’s doors closed silently, and the walls was frosted tastefull to give the occupant privacy. Within seconds, the entire chamber is engulfed in a myriad of colours which shone all around the chamber, bathing the entire space within. It seems to be working as the screens started to capture snapshots of the vampire’s body in 3D, various readouts and figures started to appear on the screen. As she was silently congratulating herself for her good work, Kara heard soft, gentle cries coming from the chamber. Cries that could only mean one thing for the Drakulon with Kryptonian powers.

“Uh..yes…oooHHHhhh….so good…oh yes…moRE….” From the outside looking in, the beams seemed to intensify as Vampirella’s pleasureable cries became even louder. When Kara tried to look into the chamber using her remarkable baby blues, she realized that the crystal chamber has been polarized in a way that even deterred her x-ray vision. It was all she could do to just stand there slightly dumbfounded until the inevitable shriek of orgasm reverberated across the entire Fortress, seemingly in tune with the chamber which also powered down.

As the door finally slid open, Kara quickly went over to peek inside. She found one sweaty supervampire lying on her back, her large busts heaving up and down on her chest so deliciously that even Supergirl found slightly distracting. Moaning slightly and rolling to the side, Vampirella saw her host and gasped out “Wow…I never thought that Kryptonian health examinations can be so intense….so sexually satisfying…”

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 “I…that’s not my intent…” Kara bent down to help Vampirella up, who wobbled slightly, though with a very satisfied smile on her face. “What happened actually? Was there something wrong during the entire session?” she asked as they both floated outside the chamber.

Pulling a chair and sitting down, vampirella merely smirked before replying. “My dear Kara. It’s your own program, are you trying to play dumb?” Kara merely shooked her head, more of confusion rather than purposedful denial.

“Then I suggest that you experience it personally. After all, it’s your turn anyway.” Without even waiting for Kara to reply, the stronger superwoman started peeling off Kara’s own two piece blue-and-red, the speed and power that she applied was so unexpected that the blonde superheroine quickly found herself devoid of her clothing in 2 seconds flat.

“Vampi, waitTT……Ugggh….” Before she could even protest, she found herself picked up by her shoulder and waist, and flung across the room in a blink of an eye. Vampirella’s aim was perfect as the Girl of Steel flew through opening, hitting and cracking the two-feet thick crystal wall with her back, before falling face first onto the floor. Upon sensing a new occupant, the chamber turned back to life, closing the door just as Kara Zor-El was just picking herself up, the last thing she heard was a Vampirella’s laughing comment “Have fun!”

Just like earlier, a myriad of light beams came to life and started shining all over the chamber. It didn’t seem to matter that she was only standing on one side of the room, the lights seemed to be able to detect her body’s location and all them started shining on her, bathing her in diffent colours of the rainbow, and they continued following her no matter where she went, on the ground or upwards in the air, within the confined space. Initially she had not felt anything, but then slowly she felt as if each of the beams seemed to have a slightly different effect – some made her feel a little prickly, a few made her feel slightly cooler or hotter, and one, perhaps has kryptonite in it, made her a little woozy.

Just as she was getting used to the multiple sensations, all the beams suddenly seemed to converge on her body becoming a strong white light, and in a slow gentle motion, it swept her from head to toe, seemingly running all over her budding curves and ridges repeatedly. The feeling generated by the motion was akin to having multiple hands running over her body sensually, similar to her own little sessions at night whenever she allowed her sexual fantasies to run wild. Her body started tingling more as she felt her sensitive Kryptonian body respond in kind as those private sexual feelings started to bubble to the surface.

“Wha…what is happening? Uh…..so…so…good….feels almost…sexual…” Supergirl was having trouble keeping her mind focused as the intensity of the beam increased, seemingly driving all her senses into overdrive. The beams seemed to know where and how long to focus, and it’s not just content to be on her twin soft mounds nor her wet cunt lips. Biting her lower lip, she unconsciously stretched out her arms to both sides and slowly split her legs, her toes and fists repeatedly opening and closing she tried to keep those rolling emotions contained, but it was a losing proposition as she began to moan and then softly cry out on her own accord. “Uggh….so horny…ngggh….Hgghh…HGGGGEEEAAAAHHH…..!!!” Kara eventually cried out loudly, a subdued but long drawn-out orgasm causing her muscles to clench and release as she rode out her entire climax. She didn’t even notice the flood of cum that drizzled down from her cunny lips onto the icy floor, which it was then seemingly being absorbed into the ground within.

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When she finally regained her senses enough to start picking herself up, she noticed the still-naked Drakulon looking at her with a cheeky smile on her face and in her eyes. Kara blushed, and quickly covered her top with her arm across as she attempted to stand up.

“So…what do you think?” Her raven-haired guest asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

“I….I didn’t anticipate that it would be like this...not sure why it did that...”Despite herself, Kara still did a once-over on her entire body, just to be on the safe side. Other than the wetness that persisted on her southern lips and the remaining drying out cum between her thighs, everything seemed…fine?

“Why did we experience that just now?” Vampirella asked pointedly. “What did the computer do to us”

“I think…” pausing a teeny while, Kara replied “…I think it was doing what it did to collect a sample of our DNA. But I definitely did not program it to…meant to…”

Vampirella cut Supergirl off on that remark “Make us cum? Give us gentle but pleasureable orgasms? And I thought that you are a prude just like your supposedly conservative cousin. Well done Kara Zor El! That really changed my perspective on what you actually thinking about.”

Ignoring her guest’s laugh, Kara’s face grew even redder as she mumbled “Just toss my clothes over please.”

“Huh.” Kara poured through the results.

“What?”

“Well, it DID do a thorough check enough check on us.”

“And?”

“You’re still a Drakulon. And I’m still a Kryptonian.” Seeing Vampirella’s outstretched hand, Kara passed the printout over, and giggled when she saw Vampirella’s eyes narrowing when she realized that it was all in Kryptonese and hence practically gibberish to her. Crushing it into a paper ball, Vampi tossed it back at Kara who caught it quickly in one smooth motion with her left hand, before smoothening it out again on the crystal table.

“While our base DNA remains fundamentally rooted to our own species, there have been changes to it though..”

“Which means…”

“I suppose you could say that we are now different…types of people of the same species? Like different branches from the same trunk.”

“Branches of the tree should practically be the same.” Vampirella remarked, which caused Kara to make a face. “Hey, it’s not like I’m an expert at explaning all these things. Ok, so more like offshoots from the same tree then. Think…the generic population within society. Some are tall, muscular and blonde, others are short, lithe and brunette. Different physiques, different traits, though still goes back to the same root .You get the idea right?”

“By how much?” Kara was confused at that question. “How much is the difference?”

“According to the readout….about 70-30 for both of us…about thirty percent of our current makeup is of the other species – for you it’s Kryptonian, for me it’s Drakulon.”

Vampirella sat up at that comment. “Is that consident very significant? It definitely has made us very different from what we were not that long ago.” Kara merely shrugged. “I don’t know. Normally such differences will be more prominent after a few generations, or if there are interspecies coupling or procreation involved. Then again, that’s only my logical guess. For our case, given that both of us went through a rather intense…mutation due to our circumstances instead of a gradual evolution across multiple years, so maybe it makes sense?”

Vampirella sat back and thought about it a while. Kara observed her guest seemingly deep in thought. “You don’t look convinced.”

“More like being unsure. Drakulon blood and saliva, according to vampiri knowledge, is that we do have the inherent ability to change or convert another being into something closer to our own, though we have never really done any significant scientific analysis on something like that as our contact with alien races are extremely rare, even throughout extremely long history. I have heard that there were some large-scale intergalactic wars with some other powerful alien races, but even that it is based more on heresay rather than documented facts; despite my own longevity even THAT is beyond my time.”

Sighing a little, Vampirella seemed to have a faraway look “It was after I arrived on Earth that I realized how potent our ability is, given that vampires do walk among the Terrans albeit in small numbers. It also confirms the fact that I am not the first of the Vampiri to arrive here.”

Raising her hand, she casually looked at her sharp nails as she continued. “While I too am not sure how this is done, I suspect that whenever someone of our race bites down on another being, our saliva actually gives out a kind of retrovirus had the ability to influence, mutate, and change the other being eventually. Maybe it makes the person more…accepting to what we want to do. As we drink and consume more, then the imprint becomes more dominant, and eventually…”

“A full change into a vampire.” Supergirl remarked. “But it would mean that the being would become another Drakulon, of vampire origin no?”

“Probably. That is also the complicated part. My personal observation and experiences shared by other more friendly “locals”, it seems like Terrans are not so easily adaptable to the change and could be driven to one extreme supposedly because there is an element of chaos that lives within our bloodline. Hence the long-running idea in print and online literature and movies that converted ones are mindless, bloodthirsty beings that needs to be put down. Myth that DOES have some basis unfortunately. Only in rare cases will some survive and still retain the mental fortitude of being enhanced, of handling the entire change process.”

“I guess I am one of them now. Barely, but I survived.” Kara moved her right hand to massage the right side of her neck unconsciously, still having a little shudder of the incident that happened not too long ago.

“I guess Kryptonians really ARE a remarkable species, especially under the yellow sun.” Vampirella gave a smile.

“But what’s that about your sharing of blood with me then?” Kara was curious. “Again, legacy, stories passed down among the Vampiri. Sharing our blood with our partners was meant as a trust check, about sharing a bond together within a relationship. There was also a mention about allowing for a sort of "balance to be shared with another” so that it can keep the relationship more stable. Untested, I admit, on my part, because I have never been, and am not on the lookout to creating a new Vampiri society here on Earth. While I see that you have been going about without too much of an issue post-recovery, still I thought there’s no harm in giving you a taste of my own blood too and see if it continues to help. Do you feel any different?”

Thinking for a moment, Kara replied slowly. “Not sure. I don’t’ know what I am supposed to feel or be, though I must say that evening’s experience was one of a kind. You are right, my body does seem to feel more rejuvenated and seemingly rehydrated, and that is even being fully-powered. I don’t feel as hungry as I had been for both regular food or blood, though we are currently only a few days after anyway. I did notice that I can better manage and even push down the desire to feed; even though I can actually hear, feel, and smell the blood that flow within the people going all about me, it is easier to also tune it out, similar to how I use my own superpowers. In fact, I can distinguish yours from the rest as well pretty easily as well.”

Vampirella nodded. “Part and parcel of being a vampire. It’s part of our ability to track and hunt, given that we’re life-long hunters to a certain extent. You’re learning fast. In any case, the latest readout seems to indicate that your own DNA is proving adaptable, and yet resilieint as well.”

With that she flexed her arm, grinning teasingly at Kara as she felt her bicep responding to her simple coaxing by expanding again to their full 26-inch size. “All these beautiful puppies… for just thirty-percent of changes? I guess that Kryptonians are really stacked deep down in those chromosome pairs.”

That brought a pout to the Girl of Steel’s face, who is obviously well-aware that she is now at the receiving at of the joke. With Kal and now Vampirella both sporting similar musculatures, it is mind-boggling to think that the latter is just a hybrid Drakulon-Kryptonian, and even more so considering that Kara still does not have a similar appearance despite still having dominant Kryptonian DNA .

“Have you always been that well-built?”

Vampirella repeatedly flexed her body, standing now as she tested the girth of her muscles’ growth with her movements. Each and every part of her body exuded elegance and danger, her musculature seemingly adjusting to her own alien race’s hunter nature. Each and every part of her body seemed to contain much explosive power and flexibility, primed for attacks. “No, hence I thought all these are thanks to your beautiful Kryptonian genetics.”

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“But I thought you guys are mostly warriors. You know, intense military-style training and all that. That’s why all of you look like all those cross-fit fanatics.”

“That I am, a warrior woman. Led armies even, so I am toned and athletic, but nothing as spectacular as THESE prior. Hence this is also new for me, I realised I only got these after only a few mouthfuls of your blood. And you don’t look very happy about this…?”

Kara hesitated, but relented eventually and told her about wanting to prepare herself. Heeding Vampirella’s warning. Trying to become stronger in view of the pending danger.

“But don’t you have all these wonderful machines to help you achieve your goals?” Kara shook her head, replying meekly that while in her empowered form, she seemed to have hit a plateau. Even additional reps and sessions in the exercise chambers does not seem to yield satisfactory results.

It was Vampirella’s response that surprised the Girl of Steel most.

“Then maybe you should talk to the Bat. After all, he’s trained himself more intensely and brutally than any other person that I know of, in strength and fighting skills. You know that he does this in preparation for anything, being the paranoid vigilante that he is. Given his ability to think more creatively and laterally, perhaps he might have the solution that you seek.”

And then she leaned over to the Girl of Steel, whispering “And if he resists, I have WAYS to help you break him down, in order to get him to help you.”

It was that last comment that Supergirl found herself back at the cave two days later, seeking out the one they call the Dark Knight.     

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