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I'm not gonna go for Supergirl this time around. Go ahead @Ruby


If no one picks them can you choose to have a small team of canon character? As I am brainstorming for ideas (an whether or not I'll put my version of Supergirl), I was thinking of making Birds of Prey. Now, Batwoman would be my character, and the rest would just be NPC support once in a while. Maybe in time I would make a CS for one of them too, though.
Interested!
I'm here.


Zatanna was over at Supergirl’s side in an instant. Next second both of them had teleported to the other end of Metro Tower.
The magician set aside her own grievances to tend to the unconscious girl. “ekaw reh pu,” she said.
Gasping for air, Supergirl opened her eyes. Then came the pain and she had to clutch her chest where a world of hurt had been fired at. Nothing but sod decorated her now.

“Easy – easy!” Zatanna calmed her with. “You took a beating, your chest is about 200 degrees right now, but you survived.”

“I feel like my heart is exploding.”

"It’s just the aftereffects. You are going to be alright. Just stay here.”

Supergirl suddenly remembered the imminent danger. “Solara! She-she …”

“You are in no shape to fight. The others will deal with her.”

“And how much of the tower will they rip apart in the process? Please, you can heal me, I know you can. You …” Supergirl paused and looked down at herself. A sodded mess. She used her one hand to wipe away some of the filth. Soon her golden S peaked out beneath the disgrace. It didn’t shine much.

“It lasted. It’s a really good suit you got there.”

As Supergirl looked back up, she saw Zatanna smiling. “It needs to; it has to withstand my clumsiness, remember?”

“Alright, Supergirl … alright. Lay down and try to relax. Htiw lla ym rewop laeh eseht sdnuow.”

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Meanwhile in the meeting hall…

“Can someone get her in my range?” Barda asked pulling herself up slowly.
And what followed was a whole series of distractions caused by Negative Man, as he coiled around and blinded Solara, forcing her to start completely taring apart the hall with her beams.
Her brutality was only really matched by the madness in her glowing red eyes and the bitterness in her voice: “Don’t worry about me not being able to fight you all. From now on most of you are going to be-“.
An explosion of stone and dust erupted from the wall and interrupted Solara. She was caught completely by surprise as well as by the pelvis.
Supergirl squeezed her bottom like never before and forced her right in front of Big Barda. There, both of them hovered for a second before the tall woman made the homerun of the century with her Mega Rod, hitting Solara right in the stomach.
Only the quickest heroes in there were able to perceive Solara flying upwards before another hole emerged in the ceiling. Pretty much every single item in the hall had been pushed to a corner by the trembling repercussions in the fight.
Though slightly affected also, Supergirl raised her thumb and let everybody see, how she, despite recent events, was okay.
Then she was off. Shot up like a bullet and quickly went supersonic just to break the sound barrier once more. Up in the air, she closed in on the halfway unconscious and still flying Kryptonian, but the second before Supergirl reached her, Solara’s entire being became the incarnation of hate itself. Both fighters collided and rotated around each other like a Fidget spinner, while exchanging physical insults like madwomen. However, in all the madness, Supergirl never forgot the techniques she had acquired. She blocked, averted an incoming attack and did the one thing Solara wasn’t use to: Supergirl got close, and stayed close. Got a firm grip on her opponent and kept the elbow strikes coming. Enough to separate the clouds and send Solara into quick comatoses. Solara hardly blocked anymore, and didn’t seemed to notice where she was being taken.

Supergirl landed back in the hall with little more than a washcloth of a person in her arms.
Solara only really reacted when she saw everyone’s faces, and that’s when Supergirl twisted her hand around and placed a tight arm around her neck. A choking cry of pain escaped Solara and changed into a moan of surprise, when she saw what was flowing freely from her nose. So warm and red, just like the mere mortal's. It went down her chin and made spots on the floor.

“That’s right,” Supergirl confirmed and kept the woman's head pointing downwards, “a half-Kryptonian did that to you. Guess you forgot: We’re not supposed to be able to bleed, remember? Now, don’t move, cause I’m pretty damn sure breaking your neck will be met with controversy.” She then looked back at her friends and the armor disappeared, replaced with a sense of relief. “We should get something to restrain her. Or… if ya’ in secret got that green, glowing safeguard against me, I suggest you get it.”
Gonna post now...
I'll post a responds tomorrow. I've already written it, but it needs another look-over. Big Barda deserves to hit a home-run with her Mega Rod, and Supergirl is gonna give it to her ;)
@Unknown100 you’re welcome for saving yo burning butt :P

I’ll change the post into a proper format once I have my hands on my laptop :)


:P
Damn, my post got dark, you guys :D
Metropolis:

January 20th, 2019 - 11:43 am | Justice League Headquarters - Metro Tower



Even with multiple light sources in the room, the orange fire, that surrounded J’onn, lit up the hall like a Christmas tree from hell.

“Nooo!” Supergirl shouted in shock and reached out towards her burning friend. She was no longer Lara Kent, but a persona of hope, as she created a force field around him, temporary excluding all the oxygen feeding the flames.
Solara was on her instantly, and this time she didn’t have Guardian to avert the attack.
Supergirl was flown strait into one of the reinforced walls of Metro Tower with a huge cracking sounds. Next second a pair of immeasurably strong hands were on her throat.
“You think that S makes you anything?!!” the full blood Kryptonian screamed at the top of her lungs, while focusing on Supergirl’s symbol. “I’m glad that he’s dead! You hear me. And if he’s watching, this will hurt him even more!”
With trained hand coordination Supergirl was able to take advantage of the woman's one moment of thoughtlessness and grabbed and divert her arms, before swinging them into an innocuous pose. Supergirl took a second to check up on J’onn whom seemed injured, yet very much alive. She twisted one of her opponents arms in a frontward lock and released her own to grab the back of Solara’s head. “Listen to me, I don’t want to fight you! But if you don’t stop…”
Next second Supergirl felt the glowing hot pain of Solara’s heat vision scorching her left cheek. She held in a cry of immense pain, which was just what the other person needed in order to fire two bunker busting punches towards the S on her chest. Large cracks appeared on the wall, Supergirl leaned against, and just about every plate and paper in the meeting hall flew off the tables behind the gigantic force. Then came a haymaker to her temple that knocked over just about every table also, as well as a few people in there.
“Dnib reh htiw …” Zatanna began, whom had gotten back on her feet.
With incredible swiftness Solara turned and fired another pair of beams right at her, but Huntress tackled the magician just in time to see the rays of death fly overhead.

With every single punch she received Supergirl was surprised anew over the massive brutality Solara displayed. And even with the agony buzzing, Supergirl realized a few of her friends hesitated, as they were afraid to hit her also. Despite her constantly reminding them that she gladly could and would take it in such situations, they hesitated.
A furious Solara met Huntress gaze. Pain and time had altered every cell of this once proud Kryptonian. She now reflect everything she once fought in absolutely every single movement. It was a creature of hate and bitterness that now tightened her fist in order to drive it right through Huntress' torso. All the signs were there to see. Solara flew strait forward, just to be stopped right in her track.
It felt a lot like luck that Supergirl had been able to bring Solara to a complete halt. Now Supergirl stretched out a single second in order to muster ever inch of willpower she had, and deliver a punch that would turn the tide.
Solara caught it and a world of shadows appeared on her face. “Yeah, you are strong, daughter of Kal-El. But are you even close to being as pissed off as I am?” With those words she flew strait up with Supergirl, like bullet fired from a high caliber rifle. Strait through the ceiling. Disappearing in the blink of an eye.

For a moment there was dead silent. Only the troubled breathing of a few unlucky League members reminded everyone that they hadn’t gone deaf.

Then Supergirl crashed down like a meteor in the middle of everything and made a huge hole in the floor. Solara hardly let her have a moment to blink, as she followed down. Sitting on top of her in the crater, she ignored an arrow that bounced right off her head, spread out Supergirl’s arms and then blasted her again with the heat vision. Right in the golden symbol this time. As if she wanted to erase the very memory of Superman.
Supergirl held back, until a violent scream forced itself out of her mouth. A long terrifying yell of agony that mixed itself with Solara’s roar. The world was disappearing around Supergirl. The pain in her rib cage unbearable. Her arms twitched uncontrollably, her heart missed certain essential beats, her lungs filled themselves with too much hot air to function...
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