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Shadowed Minds	By : Genesis36 Category: DC Verse Television > SuperGirl Views: 4099 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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    The last of the tests were run on the Director as Amelia gave a sign off knowing damn well the Director wanted off the table and out of the med bay as fast as possible. Though even on her feet once more, Alex felt the shift in things. It was almost as if her body felt heavier all the while noises hummed around her and she felt her ears picking up the sounds of very faint drums.
    “Alex...er...Director Danvers….” Alex felt her movements towards her office halted with the woman before her, the exact same woman whom had slapped her two hours before. “What do you hear?” Brown on brown were met in a fierce stare but Alex felt her gaze soften as she nodded huffing.
    “Let’s...talk in my office okay?” She watched a smirk come over Mara’s face.
    “Aren’t you worried about….Super….hearing?” Again the Director huffed motioning for them to continue to her office.
    “If they know what’s good for them and obey the rules...they won’t eavesdrop.” She spoke with a stern tone hoping it settled the issue. Mara nodded to her as they reached her office with Alex opening her door to her. “So…..”
    “So…” Mara glanced around the office finding amusement in the intricate designs that almost appeared mosaic even along the frames of the paintings so beautifully landscaped on the walls. “Beautiful.”
    “My sister’s work.” Alex stated sitting behind her desk in her chair leaning back. She watched as this friend of Lena’s, at least that’s what she’d picked up on as, ventured around her office as if studying the layout. “Ask your questions, Miss Kint.”
    “Mara. Please, I prefer just Mara.”
    “Mara then.” She respected the approach and returned it. “Then..Alex is fine.” As Mara turned to her she walked over to the desk where two chairs were in front of it and pulled one back counting and Alex immediately noticed the reaction. Then she stopped dragging it backward to turn and sit in it straightening her posture then crossing a leg over the other to rest her hands on it. “Now I know you’ve been studying me and not my office.” Brown met brown once more but Mara’s seemed to warm some.
    “All your pressures as a Director and Leader aren’t among the walls, but along everything else. In the colors you chose and the posture you usually hold. You consider yourself to be the one to take all the pressure even when there isn’t a dire situation. You feel responsibilities keep you grounded and if you don’t live up to keep those responsibilities, you feel as if you’ve failed everyone around you..not paying any attention to yourself. To your colleagues that are now your soldiers, you their much higher captain, you put on this brave front for if you show weakness in something as simple as a standard drill you aren’t living up to their expectations of you as their leader.”
    Alex felt herself tensing somewhat swallowing hard as she choked down all the truth this woman was revealing of her and instantly she felt bare. The Director didn’t like to feel so exposed and was just about to intervene until..
    “When things go wrong...the pressure is so intense that we find ourselves lost to it drowning in it..like pity..” Danvers felt her own eyes water some as she watched the woman before her sag her shoulders as her elbows pressed against her legs with her head lowering and eyes shut tight. Instantly she was out of her seat coming around to yank the other chair by her desk and bring it over to where Mara was hunched over reaching out to take one of her hands.
    “What happened….” Alex spoke softly feeling the hand under hers encircle her fingers clenching to hold on.
    “I….” Mara shuttered then continued trying not to stutter, “My...sister Jamie...and my niece..Brynn...were trying to get out a bad..situation with Jamie’s husband…”
    “Take some slow deep breaths okay? Slow..” Alex told her as she nodded surprised at how easily everything had turned onto talking about her. But Mara knew this woman needed this and so she forced the memories forward and began to speak.
    “He was so violent, so abusive to both my sister and her daughter...and...I was trying to get him to understand to...reason with him…” Alex scooted closer to take both of Mara’s hands into her own and the woman raised her watered gaze to her. “I couldn’t get him….to stop...he...he killed them..” Instantly the Director felt the tension rise through her body and Mara was quick to pick up on it steadying her nerves once more sitting back up and clenching Alex’s hands tugging some to bring the woman out of wherever her mind was venturing. “Tell me..” She used every ounce of steel in her voice to bring force into those words then repeated them with a commanding tone. “Tell me.”
    “I…” Alex felt the struggle with her voice now and she swallowed down her own strife and shame to release what had been on her thoughts and what He had made her feel. “It started..at the club once we infiltrated it and I had been scanned in so to speak. I was armed but…”
    “But?” Mara was doing her best to remain calm just as Alex had been for her. “We can go as slow as you need to.” Glancing over at the door she was hesitant to remain seated in such a private conversation knowing the door wasn’t locked and someone could come in. Turning her attention back to the Director she kept hold of her hands and gently drug her thumbs over Alex’s knuckles soothingly.
    “There...was….” Alex struggled but knew she had to get it out, “They had offered me drinks..more than once..” Sighing the Director shut her eyes steadying herself as best she could then reopening them. “I don’t drink anymore..especially after becoming Director. But, they kept trying and I continued to refuse so finally I stepped away from the bar.” Alex shut her eyes again this time slower and a small smile slid over her lips. “The music...it was so beautiful…so...beautiful….”
    “Alex?” Mara noticed the woman’s head lulling back and the grip on her hand loosening. Instantly she yanked back tightening her grip to snap the Director out of her haze but when Alex’s brown eyes opened her own widened, noticing the glaze to the woman’s. “Alex..stay with me here..”
    “My whooooole body was warm...I felt soo good...and Her touch on me...His touch...the feel of the hot water all over me...the feel of them against me…” Alex couldn’t think anywhere nears straight, her entire body hummed by the recollection and she was falling back in the seat feeling how damp she was for just another touch.
    “Alex!!” Mara yelled as she slid her hands over Alex’s wrists and tightened her grip tugging hard to force the woman from the trance. The moment she did she heard the Director’s gasp and heavy breathing.
    “Fuck…….” Alex stammered out with ragged breaths feeling every nerve in her body on fire her body fully tense. With wide brown eyes she lifted her gaze to Mara’s concerned ones.
    “You with me?” The Director nodded. “You gotta stay here okay?”
    “What...is happening...to me…” Alex struggled to speak her voice quaked with tattered emotion as tears dribbled down her cheeks.
    “I promise you….we will stop it.” Mara told her as she enveloped the woman in a tight hug as Alex trembled in her grasp.
    Neither of them knew of the woman outside the office inches from the door leaning against the wall with her head pressed back against it seething by the information. Cerulean blue darkened with fury as the blonde quickly sped away and toward one of the secret passages down the stairs toward an exit rarely used unless there was an emergency.
    Quickly she switched out her suit and cape for DEO agent attire snatching a helmet from the cabinet and keys from a hook on the wrack toward one of the bikes. Zipping up her backpack with suit and cape rolled in it she tossed it over her back started up the motorcycle and headed toward the back door of the garage coming to the keypad easily using her heat vision to fry it watching as the door opened and she drove through stopping then firing another blast at the outside pad forcing the door to shut and assuring no one else would know of her escape.
    Zooming out of the DEO with teeth clenched together she vowed to do what Sam had originally wanted….revenge, for what had been done to her sister..
    Stirring a cup of hot rich aroma the Luthor found her thoughts everywhere as familiar footsteps of boots came closer to her reaching for the coffee pot. Lena didn’t even have to turn to know whom it was.
    “You would think an agency like this could at least afford a keurig for their breakrooms. I mean shit...all the fancy technology and they can’t get a machine to spruce it up? Sam heard the chuckle and watched the shake of head from her friend. “What?” Lena turned to her smirking.
    “I am sure I could add that to the investment I put into this place when I gave the donation about a week ago to Alex for their armor and defense department.” Sam dropped her jaw.
    “That was you?” Again Lena smirked this time even wider. “How did I know…”
    “Come now Samantha...can’t I upgrade things for all the money I’ve thrown into the DEO?”
    “Okay...then I want a bike like the Director’s and I want it in green and black like my suit.” Sam snickered sipping her coffee making a face of disgust as she pulled the mug away. “UGH this shit is nasty..”
    “Try mine.” Lena offered holding out her mug and dangling a small open container of different brew bags as Sam laughed.
    “Oooo this is good and I’ll have that and two of those.” Lena laughed then flicked her gaze to the clock. “What is it?” Sam followed her gaze and noticed the time. “It’s been FOUR hours??”
    “Perhaps we should go check on them yes?” Sam nodded as she handed back Lena her coffee whom decided to hell with it and tossed the remains in the sink then tossed the cup as both of them walked out and toward the med bay.
    As she quietly turned off the bike from the shadows across the street she slipped the helmet off locking it to the back of the bike with her combination lock then carefully rushed across the street grateful for no lights to catch her as she knelt against the wall by the side door of the club. Using her x-ray vision she wasn’t able to see much due to the lead in some walls but it was enough to know that it didn’t seem to have anyone in the club, at least for the moment.
    Carefully and quietly she inspected around it noticing not only the right left side door but the back then finally the left side door and found it was ajar. Kara thought about it for a moment as her fingers grazed the knob, then she thought about what her sister had endured and it brought a low yet quiet growl through her steeling her gaze.
    Slowly she pried the door open listening for any sound of meters, monitors or anything else that hummed with electrical currents. Finding none she slid inside to carefully shut the door quietly behind her. Once again she inspected the dark club studying the layout with her glowing eyes finding nothing out of place as she slid further in. Glancing around the stools were tucked in, chairs stacked up, equipment for DJs stacked against the stage area. Nothing seemed out of place as she stepped out to the vast dance floor glancing down using her vision along it only noticing pipes like normal and knew they must have been water pipes and other appropriate measures to keep up to code.
    As the blonde was just about to step closer to the stairs and off the dance floor a hum from the speakers caught her attention an instantly Kara felt her body tense. Then the most beautiful of melodies began to stream through them and the blonde did her best to back away but felt her feet rooted to the spot for some odd reason. The beautiful sounds the peaceful and luring voice of a feminine angel slid deeply through her ears and with her senses heightened by her Kryptonian powers the melody stirred in her so much deeper bringing her swaying slightly to it.
    “S….so…..p...pr….etty…” Kara whispered as the cerulean hues of her eyes clouded by the music and she hadn’t even realized she had begun to stumble until she felt her body slump against something, no...someone. The blonde barely turned her head as arms slid around her waist essentially holding her up but then she heard a chuckle flinging her head forward finding her balance off kilter completely as the person before her seemed so blurry.
    “Welcome….Krytera pryncess..” Kara felt the voice just as soothing as the melody enveloping her. But a sudden hiss brought her attention away as a hot strike hit her upper leg causing a gasp from her. The moment she had felt the bite her head was flung forward her chin gripped and lips were upon her own widening her eyes. Then the kiss became for more intimate than she had prefered and as she gasped once more a taste permeated her mouth and everything became so much more unfocussed.
    Evelyn broke the kiss from the cute little Kryptonian hero of the city they had inhabited pleased by how easily she was to ensnare as she stretched her arm out downward and the cobra that had bitten it’s prey slithered up her leg and coiled comfortably around her arm as it formed into ink along her bare arm like a tattoo.
    “Such a pretty thing she is.” The man that held the blonde’s now completely unconscious body in his grasp spoke baring his ‘Cobraias fangs hungering for her. But the Priestess just snickered.
    “Leave her. She will be what will bring the sweet succulent kitten back to us..” The man did as he was told lowering Kara’s limp body to the wooden floor where upon it in a vast circle was the emblem of their people. “Besides….her dreams will belong to us anyway.”
    As both the Priestess and the guard left all that remained was a torn up backpack, a wadded up suit of blue and red and the unconscious poisoned body of a fallen Supergirl.
    Alex and Mara had finished their talk as they had returned to the lab where Miss Kint was explaining everything about Reverie to the Director and in turn Alex was studying the drawings Mara had made of what had been visible on her neck though had seemed to be gone or perhaps dormant for the time. The concerns were still there.
    “Thought you could use some decent java this time.” Sam announced coming in following Lena as Alex let her smile at Sam linger just a little longer. “Before you ask, Ruby says hi and is at a friend’s for the week during a summer camping trip. She has the DEO device for us to track her too just in case.
    “Good to know.” Alex took the beverage and practically moaned just as Lena had handed Mara a chai whom now both of them were looking at the Director. Sam smirked.
    “That good?” Arias laughed as Alex lightly smacked her shoulder. But then she glanced around with a sudden look of worry in her eyes.
    “Sam...what is it?” Hazel green turned to meet the brown of the Director’s.
    “Where’s Kara?” Just as they all glanced around at one another an agent came running into the upper breakroom where the four ladies were.
    “Director….we’ve got a problem…” The man held out a tablet of video footage from the garage and quickly noticed the agent on the bike but then….that same agent stuffing a red and blue suit in a backpack. “There is also footage of her coming from your office…” Alex’s eyes instantly filled with worry as the other three women headed over to glance at the footage on the tablet. Brown burned with concern then anger and finally fear but tried to keep the stern expression when glancing up at the agent.
    “When…...was…...this…..taken..” The agent gulped then clicked on something on the screen showing the time stamp. “FIVE HOURS AGO??!!!” Sam was instantly out of the office dashing all over the DEO and heading toward the garages, making her way down to the restricted access garage as she slipped the com on her ear knowing it would reach Alex’s speakers in office.
    “Director?” Alex walked over with her body shaking hitting the button flipping the phone from private to conference.
    “I’m here.”
    “The reader has been damaged….it looks like heat vision.” Alex felt guilt anger and worry burying into her more.
    “Get back up here Sam….I think I know where she went.” Before Alex could turn to face the others Sam had rushed back in slightly panting. “Suit up.” She ordered.
    “I’m coming with.” Mara stated but Alex shook her head.
    “This is MY agency…”
    “No.” Mara walked right up to Alex toe to toe with her staring deeply into her eyes with just as much intention of refusal to back down. “I’m going. Get me two guns and gear. I’m trained Alex.” The Director nodded and quickly everyone was heading to lockers to change suit up armor up and head to the garage.
    “Hope you know how to ride…” Lena muttered as she zipped up her leather jacket walking to a bike just as Alex was. Mara nodded gulping as she buckled up her vest throwing jacket over the rifle secured to her back watching as both Sam and Alex revved up their bikes.
    “Piece of cake right? Only have done it twice.” Hopefully, Mara thought, it was enough for a crash course to keep up with one rather pissed off Director, one powerful Kryptonian, and one pure genius yet just as fierce CEO. She was about to find out as the garage opened and they all sped out toward the last destination that ‘one night’ had changed EVERYTHING...
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