The Last Night (Dawn/Kara Zor-El)
The Last NightAuthor:
Dawn Summers/Kara Zor-El (friendship/alliance).Disclaimer:
You know, I don’t know who owns Superman or Supergirl. WB/DC/someone in that big mess of a company? And I’m not Joss Whedon or someone who might be able to legally make money off the Buffyverse. Not mine!Summary:
When you’ve lost almost everything, would you walk away from what’s left?Dedications:
Jinni, for bugging me to write FFAs in the first place.Joe's Note:
Comatose came out yesterday, so I’m celebrating with a fic that I wrote while listening to it for the first time. As usual with my randomfics, this isn’t beta’d.
’ This is the last night you’ll spend alone.
Look me in the eyes so I know you know,
I’m everywhere you want me to be.
The last night you’ll spend alone,
I’ll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go.
You need me to be.’
Kara Zor-El scowled as she shuffled down the dimly light halls of the Fortress of Solitude’s Weapons Museum. If she was with Kal-El, or even Batman, the lights would come on for them. But the darkness around her was a pervasive and cruel reminder of what she was on this planet: nobody.
And what a strange planet it was. The dark and gloomy city she’d seen a bit of before being knocked out by Batman was just so… anti-Kryptonian. While her memories of her home planet were few and scattered after so many years in suspended animation but the gritty, polluted cityscape just seemed wrong to her.
“Interesting museum,” a voice commented, causing Kara to whirl around. There was a girl standing there with a small smile on her face, a girl who definitely had not been there a second ago. She could hear the girl’s heartbeat now, and knew from tracking Batman that she could hear people coming from over a hundred feet away. Somehow, this girl had gotten within feet of her before Kara had picked her up. “My sister would love it here,” the girl continued. “She loves all things sharp and pointy… although the big alien ray guns are new.”
Kara looked back and forth, but neither Kal nor Batman were in the museum with her. Was this some kind of test? Had she already failed for letting this girl sneak up on her? Or were they testing her social skills? “You do speak English, right?” the girl asked. “Because I’m learning Kryptonian as fast as I can, but I bet my accent is terrible. It’s not like I know anyone who speaks it natively so I can practice.”
Perking up, Kara shifted her vision up into the hard x-ray section of the electromagnetic spectrum and then frowned. This girl, who claimed she was learning Kryptonian somehow, was a human girl. Which made it an even bigger mystery as to how she’d manage to sneak up on her. “I speak English,” Kara replied slowly. “And German, Russian, and Mandarin Chinese. Not to be rude… but who are you? And why are you here?”
“Oh, sorry about that,” the girl apologized. “I’ve been sitting watching you for a while and know all about you, and I forgot that you don’t know anything about me. My name is Dawn Summers and I’m here… because I’m going to steal you.”
Kara bristled, feet lifting off the ground as she rose a few inches into the air. It was one of the lessons she’d learned from getting thrown around by Batman: the only human martial arts that were a threat to her utilized her own strength against her and it was quite difficult to throw her around if she was already floating. “So who do you work for?” she asked, trying to burn a little time. Krypto was always showing up to chase her when she least expected it, surely he’d show up soon. Or her cousin or Batman. “Even if you can beat me, you won’t leave the Fortress alive…”
Raising her hands in the air, Dawn took a few slow steps forward. “Maybe I phrased that wrong,” she admitted. “It’ probably doesn’t count as stealing you if I convince you to come with me.” Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she moved to sit on one of the railings that separated the walkway from the exhibits. “I don’t know if they’ve told you about the whole multiple dimension thing… although I doubt they would. Most of the ones this world is aware of collapsed a few years back, right when I was starting to worldwalk like this. Scared the crap out of me, let me tell you. I thought I had broken the universe or something. At any rate, I’m here to invite you to leave this dimension because I’m bored, your life sucks, and I figure we can help each other out.”
“My life doesn’t suck,” Kara replied petulantly as her mind tried to wrap itself around what the girl was offering. Some superpowered, superbored teen with interdimensional powers was offering to take her to another dimension… for the heck of it. A part of her immediately shot the idea down: Kal was here, her only family. But a little voice in the back of her mind piped up, reminding her that he was evidently subordinate to the human Batman and had agreed to keep her locked up in one place indefinitely. Not to mention the fact that her (admittedly limited) first glimpse of the world didn’t really inspire her to go take a second look. “Why?” she asked simply.
Holding up her right hand, Dawn listed off a few things. “Your planet is destroyed, unless you have your cousin’s children you’ll be the end of your species, you’ll always be Superman’s kid cousin, and there’s already an alternate-you named Kara Zor-L that has a life on this Earth.” Turning to the left, Dawn held up her other hand. “I’m not sure if Krypton is gone in my dimension but you might get to find more of your kind, there’s no Batman to tell you what to do or Superman for you to be compared to, and no Kara Zor-El or Zor-L on Earth. Here, you’re Superman’s teen female clone and one of who knows how many superheroes. On my Earth? You’d be THE superhero.”
Kara bit her lip as she considered the offer. It was awfully tempting; both the possibility of seeing Krypton again and the idea that she’d be able to make her own mark on Dawn’s world instead of getting stuck in Kal’s shadow on this world. “Why would you do this for me?”
“I have this one really stubborn jar I need someone to open,” Dawn replied, before shifting to a more serious look. “Honestly, I spent more time learning about you and finding reasons to convince you to leave then I did examining the entire universe. You might not be as different as you think… but you’re not the only one who showed up and was dropped into the already-perfect lives of people. Unless I leave my world, I can’t do anything about it but I can help you.”
Monitoring Dawn’s pulse and a dozen other seemingly useless things, Kara determined that Dawn was telling the truth. The brunette may have been a bit odd, with a quirky sense of charity, but she was genuine. “If I don’t like it, can I come back?” she asked. “I’ve heard Kal say ‘the grass is always greener on the other side’… which means new opportunities always look better than what you’re stuck with, right?” Dawn nodded. “Well, if I get to the other side and I don’t like it, I want to come home.”
Dawn nodded and slid off the railing, closing the distance between them and stepping into Kara’s personal space. “Smart girl,” she praised. “You’ll be stuck there for a month while your body adjusts to the new dimension. If I try to bring you back while it’s still in flux, I’d probably scatter your atoms across time and space. But if after a month, you don’t like my world, I’ll bring you back here. Deal?” She held her hand out.
Studying the outstretched hand, Kara only paused for a fraction of a second before taking Dawn’s hand in her own and shaking it. “Deal.”