Chapter 7: LiveWire Part 2

A/N: Thank you all so much for reading this. thanks to the 75 followers I have now. I am back, and I give yall this next part of LiveWire. Please enjoy and Guardians of the Galaxy vol. 2 was a great film. That movie might have even inspired me to get back on the story, She Lives Among Us, which is a take on the New 52 Kara Zor-El in the world of the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Not the CW Kara. Anyways enjoy!

The front door squealed rather loudly to the dislike of Kara. She had just gotten back from a nightly run to the limits of the Earth she knew by far but none of that mattered when she felt a stern yet calm hand grip her shoulder in a tenderly harsh way.

She stared into the eyes of her second father while Eliza held her still. The women spoke first.

"Do you have any idea how much trouble you're in young lady? The Kryptonian youngling wanted nothing more than for the ground to eat her up as she had just been caught using her powers.

She sat at the lone table for quite a while, Eliza and Jeramiah looking over her while Alex watched from the stairway.

"Do you have any idea how dangerous it was for you to pull off what you just did Kara?" the wise man spoke with his arms crossed. Normally this would have been a situation where Alex was in the picture but all four were glad that it wasn't her fault. If anything Kara left their room with a burst of speed, barely waking up Alex from her slumber that she was just now sinking into at the time.

I know Daddy, but please believe me, no one saw me….I'm fast remember?"

Both parents were half tempted to sigh in sadness. Eliza stepped next to Jeramiah.

"Kara, you are still learning how to use your powers. Speed isn't everything. You are nowhere near what you can truly do and you should always make sure you stay with Alex at all times." Jeramiah issued Alex to come down the stairs knowing that his first daughter was eavesdropping at this point. The older sister pulled Kara out of the chair ready to comfort the distressed alien when the door bell rung. The look on Jerimiah's face was enough to say it all.

"Girls go upstairs." Eliza didn't hesitate to hustle push Alex who was now holding Kara in an embrace up to their room.

"Alex…" the worry in Eliza's face radiant.

"She won't Mom." That being said, the Danvers sister led themselves away, determined but not fully prepared on what was to come.

Once his daughters were secured on the second story of the house structure Jerimiah along with Eliza issued towards the front door, where they opened it tentatively.

There stood a tall well-dressed Hank Henshaw with same appearing dressed men behind him, their looks were anything but pleasant.

"Doctor Danvers, I'd like to speak to you and your husband."

Kara had just arrived into her boss's office, immediately asking her how she could be of assistance. The women went off to explain a rather long list of things that were not working in her building despite the backup generators doing their work.

"Lucky for me I was able to send that text off to you and then boom! Everything stopped."

"Maybe that's a sign you shouldn't be working on th…"

"I always work on Thanksgivings thank you very much, I know it might seem sad to you but it feels well and proper for me, Carter is with his father, my mother calls the turkeys disgusting road kill and of course I am putting the Wayne Enterprises donation to some good use especially after what happened to the CatCopter." She stared at her assistant and the women seemed to be having trouble. Well not really since she did ace in technology and electronics but Kara didn't want to seem like an overachiever.

"I think we might need Winn's help for this."

"What's a "Win" if I may ask?"

Kara had shock written on her sharp face.

"The….guy who sits next to me….he's the IT guy."

Just then the lights went out all over the office. Just another pile to Kara's first horrible night on this day.

"Fucking hell." She snapped but immediately brought her fingers to her lips, completely embarrassing herself in front of the proper gorgeous women. The CEO gave a raised eyebrow at the curse from her loyal worker.

"Despite the language, I couldn't agree more."

"Sup Bitches." The loud feminine voice rung through the speakers of the floor. Cat immediately recognized the voice.

"Leslie?"

"Nope." The frizzing image of the singed haired women bristled through the many crooked monitors. Behind the expensive desk.

"Leslie Willis, is dead, that's right…..died in that CatCopter of yours…there is only…LiveWire." The crackling image of the former hostess grinned wickedly.

The boss and assistant would've have been literally shocked if not for the electricity manifesting and crackling behind the desk. There stood LiveWire, on the verge to kill.

Kara instinctively covered the older women and moved them back just in time to avoid a blast from the haggard palms of the rage filled meta-human.

The vigilante in secret rounded the corner and threw herself to the ground behind the pink feline sculpture with the CEO on top of her and the sculpture getting destroyed by concussive bolts of lightning in the process.

Cat immediately got off Kara and the two positioned each other to where they were now crouching trying to see past white desks.

"It's quite obvious that she's out of her coma now but we need to get help Ms. Grant." Kara grabbed the shoulders of the aging beauty and tried to gear her to bring her along, the Queen wasn't having it.

No, you go, I'll keep her busy, security is twenty floors down."

"But….."

"No Keira, go!"

Kara was in no good conscious planning on leaving Cat behind. This women, was just as important to the City as was The Blur. The Blur? Yes, this was the perfect job for the vigilante. The dark room would help her bond with the elements. She had to be quick though. Leslie Willis….LiveWire, was out for blood. And it was Cat's blood the deranged women wanted. That being said, the alien beauty assured the human she would be right back and she took off towards the stair complex across the floor while crouching through desks to get there.

Leslie's hands shook from the tension they were carrying.

"Here kitty, kitty, kitty." LiveWire switched tactics and disappeared into the outlet closest to her only to reappear somewhere closer to Cat, unknown to her of course.

As Leslie moved her back to face Cat the older women got up from her crouch position and did her best to quietly run towards the stairs she saw Kara run to. Only to have a crackle of hot sparks to stop her in her wake, and a grinning LiveWire in front of her of course.

"What on earth happened to you Leslie?"

"I've transcended….course you don't give a shit."

"Not really."

The meta grit her teeth in anger and didn't once hesitate to perform a kill strike right on the spot. the electricity traveled through the air and Leslie would've joyed in victory if not for the disappearance of where Cat Grant once stood. This made Leslie pause in thought, there was no way that she could've vaporized the self-imposing media mogul into oblivion. Her predictions were true as she saw the women on a now far side of the complex, gripping her heart as she looked around, almost as if she wondered how she got to where she stood.

The infamous voice boomed through an opposite corner, causing human and meta human to turn towards such sound.

"You don't have to do this." with their vision the two could make out the dark silhouette standing between dark stalls and making it unidentified even to Leslie's eyes.

The white glow in the dark symbol sloshed onto the entity was enough to know who was hear with them.

"Like hell I do." LiveWire quickly ignored the essence of The Blur and aimed her arm towards Cat who this time was trying to head towards the elevator, but to her grand dismay, a blast of hot energy was heading for her head, that was until it began coming at a slower pace, then slower, and much more so till it came to a complete stop in speed but still heading towards Cat at a snail's pace. Kara ran to Cat's side and quickly wrapped the women into her arms before turning towards a frozen yet concentrated LiveWire and giving her a black lipped frown.

"I see how it is."

Leslie blinked as time resumed and she watched as the projectile shock strike collided against the elevator door. A grit of her teeth with chard gums was what she gave when she heard the whoosh ring throughout the office. It was pointless to look around considering The Blur must have now saved the unworthy hag from danger. It wasn't surprising if Cat wasn't even on the floor anymore but what did shock the LiveWire, was the creature smashing into her and causing her to crumble several desks in the area.

The Willis heir picked up her high voltage body only to have it smashed into the ground with her neck and face going into the carpeted linoleum. The impact most likely would've killed her if not for her new tangible incarnation. She felt a hard object collide with the back of her head thus pushing her to become one with the electrical appliances around the room in order to escape what was being done to her.

LiveWire appeared behind Cat's office, shaking the slight pounding in her now full bodied form. If The Blur was in the room, she was sure that the vigilante didn't mind a little, "Spotlight".

"Oh where, oh where has The Big Bad Blur gone….." she spotted the moving shadow rather far in the office but overall there.

"Gotcha." The final word was said as Leslie activated all the lights in her office upon her mental command and feasted her eyes on The Blur, it was gone to her disappointment.

"Oh where oh where can it be." Grit teeth was enough to express how mad the Livewire was getting. If it wasn't for her pride, Leslie would've gasped upon seeing the lights turn off upon no instruction from the meta-human. Just then….she felt a presence behind her.

"Here I am." The toes in the meta-human's feet tingled from hearing the chilling sound and reacted on instinct by crackling her palms with electricity. For The Blur, it was a game set and done as Kara spun professionally on her boot, colliding her heel with the back of Leslie's head and sending the high and mighty living grudge through a nearby large window, glass breaking like thunder was enough for anyone if they were in the room with Kara to indicate that LiveWire was kicked out of the building.

Leslie for sure had no time to admire her surroundings as she plummeted to the depths of the streets that was National City, she let out an irritated snarl as The Blur had just bested her, how was it faster than her own power? It mattered not however, as of this moment she focused on getting to safety by biding her time as she fell through the air, lucky for her it was night time, so nobody would be watching her pummel to an apparent death. She extended her arms out to a nearby approaching incredibly tall lamppost and sizzled her body into the bulb, startling people as they passed by the busy streets and witnessed as the bulb exploded with a crackle.

Kara had watch the whole thing from above the roof top, she pursed her lips as she saw Leslie….LiveWire disappear into the city. Something wasn't right. And hopefully with the help of her pears she would unmask this mystery.

"She'll be back."

*WHOOSHHHHH*

"Many families in National City are celebrating this Thanksgiving, without electricity as a series of inexplicable blackouts cripple the city, leaving people without power and in fact, a growing sense of fear."

Hank stood in a proper grey suit next to the now normal appearing Kara in front of the nonconnected laptop.

"And you are sure this was Leslie Willis?"

"She calls herself LiveWire now." Kara responded as she crossed her arms.

"But how could this happen to her, I mean, just cuz she got hit by lightning?"

It was Hank's turn to act casual.

"She didn't just get hit by lightning….you did, because you are element X, to put it this way. Normal electrostatic discharge intensified as it passed through your Kryptonian DNA, picking up known properties and that Ms. Danvers, is how she was created."

"So…..it is in fact my fault she is this way." The vigilante in secret and director changed the subject by moving across the table together while carrying on.

"Talk to me about her powers, does she produce siphon energy?"

I am honestly not sure, not sure at all. All I know is that she is energy, pure energy."

"She can't be. She has a physical form. One that I'm trusting you can punch without getting seen I hope?" Kara's spirit was lifted.

"Yes." The Queen soon interrupted.

"Excuse me, Agent Mulder. Was it?"

"Munroe, Ms. Grant."

"Well your agents are destroying my building more than Leslie and in conclusion The Blur as well." The three geared their faces towards the broken large window not too far from them. "I'm sure the FBI is going to reimburse me, for what they are doing to my very own building?" Hank casually rolled his shoulders.

"We wouldn't be doing any damage if you'd simply allow us to relocate you." Cat Grant was not intimidated.

"I didn't get to where I am by running and hiding Agent Mulder." The name rolled off her tongue. "Tomorrow is Black Friday and CatCo will be open for business." Kara nodded at the bravery of her boss, no doubt that the Queen understood the loyalty behind Kara's eyes. In conclusion Hank called for the retreat of his well-trained men and the two aliens in secret moved towards the massive bronze elevators down the hall.

"You know one of our prisoners is a Zarolatt?"

"So, is it like some kinda interdimensional creature consisting of pure or at least sentient energy?"

"Sorta." The dark man claimed with a small smile. The women was about to ask if she could help if not for the empowering Media Mogul calling her name in the main office, henceforth the two said their farewells before they went their separate ways.

"Do you need something Ms. Grant?" Kara didn't see from behind the cushion what Cat was polishing, it almost looked metallic but the alien beauty fixed her posture as her boss turned around to face her.

"Yes, my life back. Baring that there is no reason for you to stay here and no reason for us to be miserable." She didn't so much as spare a second glance as she did her best to get a signal on her phone, her best chances at contacting Carter were thrown into the depths of hell. "My point is, you can go home, to your family and all."

"Oh no, no I just can't bare leave you here all alone with Leslie Willis still out there." Cat immediately put down her phone and stared at her loyal servant with a stern face.

"You, you're useless." No sense of regret was radiant behind those words. "And I'm sure deep down you just wanna go back to your family, especially how I called you when you were probably in the middle of the holiday feast." The memories of Alex and her Mama resurfaced but Kara simply shook her head no.

"Believe me, I am actually not eager in anyway." The face the alien was giving caught Cat's attention. She was surprised that her assistant denied everything that was just predictive of her. But Cat didn't show any signs of concern. Only a raised brow.

"You see my sister, Mother, and I got into a big fight earlier. I used your calling as an excuse to leave and….now I am not completely looking forward to go back." her expressions and voice were softening by the minute.

Cat Grant, The Queen of All Media, wasn't stupid, she could sense there was more behind those words. More than only an argument. Kara was feeling like she had been living a lie. The assistant felt that after the years have passed, something in the family had triggered them all to confess severe resentment they held for one another. And the naïve girl felt like as if it was all her fault.

Kara sat on the other fancy white couch and placed her hands in her lap, not once looking up to meet the aging beauty's face. But Kara continued.

"The family that I lived with….is actually my foster family, because my parents died in a fire when I was thirteen." The warm feeling began to pool in Cat's chest, but overall all said nothing as Kara continued.

"I wasn't too fond at first living with them, despite what they told me, when they said they would love me, and my Mama claimed me as her child….I didn't feel the love. Especially from my sister."

Cat nodded, foster siblings always took time to adjust.

"One day, I decided enough was enough, so I ran away from home, I know it's the work of a coward but I didn't know any better back then. And when I was found and brought back my Mama took me in her arms, and cried her lungs out, along with my father, and my sister who wouldn't stop kissing me."

The atmosphere was turning warm. The Queen was surprised seeing the young beauty holding herself together.

"So, I embraced their love, it became official. But in the real world there is no such thing as a happy ending. From that day forward a series of unfortunate events began unfolding in the family, all thanks to my stupidity. I didn't even bother contributing to them until I came back from trying to leave."

"Kara's lip began to quiver, and she didn't care that Cat was watching.

"And it wasn't until tonight when I realized that I was slowly destroying their lives, slowly taking away their chance at happiness. And I now know why my Mama never blamed me because she didn't want to throw the consequences of my actions onto my useless shoulders." Cat's throat began to ache. But the years of experience paid off and she didn't say anything again.

"To this day my Father, Jerimiah Danvers rests in an unmarked grave from a plane crash…..we never saw him again."

Cat decided enough was enough.

"Hey, look at me." The vigilante in secret did as she was told. Earning a stern yet calm and understandable look from the older beauty.

"We all make mistakes, we do things we are not proud of. But I can tell you right now that none of what happened to your father was your fault. Sure, there are consequences but they just simply want to face them with you. Not because they are paying for your sins….my father was always there for me as well. Till of course he died trying to protect me in a car accident." Kara stiffened her glasses as she listened to the Queen, it was amazing how she started opening up as well.

"I was his precious girl, he was my guardian, and to this day I always wondered why he was taken from this world, and not me. But in the end the moral is that they just wanted us to live, to be happy. That is what a loved one does for their heirs…..so please Kiera, your family shouldn't blame you for their losses and neither should you." Kara bowed her head in thought before feeling soft fingers reach across the small table and cup her lean chin.

"Do I make myself clear?" Cat wasn't going to let go until she received her answer. A silent pause was radiant in the air, for a moment or two, before the soothing smile of Kara Danvers took over with beady eyes.

"Yes Ms. Grant."

"Excellent." That being said, Cat stroked Kara's chin with her thumb and got up to go to her minibar.

"You Know." Kara began again. "Your Mother must be very proud.

"Well if she is it is most likely on a subterranean level." The women replied with a casual huff. 'Because in her mind I have never lived up to my full potential, at all."

"But, you're The Queen of All Media!" Kara stood up from her seat to follow.

"Yes, but it is merely a title that never once mattered to her, of course I am in fact grateful that she was always hard on me to the point where I was turning in a Spartan Women. Which is why sometimes I have to be hard on myself, and all the people I truly care about." She took a sip of her scotch and set it on an aluminum pad on the table.

"Harshly motivating, The Blur." Kara stated in conclusion.

"And thanks to my constant pushing, now LiveWire is alive and out for my blood. I destroyed her life and she just hates me even more now." the two met eyes on what was about to happen next.

"I need to make things right Keira, despite how I am asking the impossible I need to speak to The Blur. and I guarantee that the FBI doesn't even have a direct line to it in any kinda way, but more than anything Keira, I think its best if you go home."

Kara gave a look of concern but none the less, nodded in understanding.

"Of course Ms. Grant." The young beauty stood up to leave when her boss called her.

"And Keira." She turned her head to face her boss.

"Take good care of yourself."

"I will Ms. Grant."

Alex entered the apartment as she saw her mother lighting a scented candle on the dining room table. Normally she would've gone to the DEO but she just felt like she had to come back.

"There are blackouts all over the city…" the Danvers heir tried to start, but was failing.

"A blackout I can handle, you on the other hand…."

"Mom, please…. I can't fight anymore tonight." Eliza looked with sadness at her daughter. Realizing now that she was just starting shit for the heck of it.

"Just, could you come sit down….please?" she motioned them both towards the light green couch. Alex set her bag down and complied with her Mother. The two gracefully took a seat before Eliza continued.

"Sweetheart, I am so sorry for what I said about your Dad, sorry for cursing at you. It isn't fair, you always make the hard choice. You always look to help others before yourself." Alex's eyes started turning red.

"So why hasn't it ever been enough Mom?" her lip started quivering.

"If you mean, why I was so tough on you….Kara was a little girl from another planet honey. She had just lost everything, she had nothing or anybody. I didn't know how to do anything but accept her. She was so special. But you….you are my first daughter before her Alex, I wanted you to be better than me. And I swear to Rao that all of what I did never meant I didn't love you." Alex took in the beautiful words before embracing her Mother.

"You have always been my Supergirl." Several tears were shed before Alex spoke next.

"And I am sorry too, for keeping things from you." the world did not like seeing them happy, for that Alex's cell phone rang. She didn't hesitate to answer it.

"Danvers….twenty minutes." She hung it up before placing it in her pocket.

"I'm sorry, I have to go Mom."

"Is it about Kara."

"I just can't talk about this with you okay."

"Take care of my baby…..please, and take care of yourself." Alex smiled sadly.

"I will."

She quickly grabbed her bag and left. Leaving a distraught Eliza Danvers in her thoughts once again.

Cat closed her eyes as she sipped her tall glass of wine on her balcony. When she opened them she was met with the lights in the office going off and a rather infamous sound behind the outdoor couch she was sitting on.

"Hello Ms. Grant." The voice echoed throughout her ears behind her. It came. The Blur was somehow here. In her presence once again.

"Well I'll be…..surely this wouldn't be difficult if you somehow happened to have your own form of communication better yet a cell phone." The queen remained in place, not wanting to lose The Blur if she tilted her head.

"Now, you wanna catch LiveWire. So do I. Assuming of course you are faster than lighting…..I can draw her out but we will indeed have to work together."

"This does not mean I will reveal myself to you. Or her for that matter, but overall, considering me a partner."

The echoing whoosh blew through the balcony, leaving Cat Grant alone as she glanced over her shoulder.

"Of course."

Kara could've cared less on what Hank was explaining as the three admired the advanced gadget on the white polished table. Sure she understood but she was too busy staring in amazement at the contraption the DEO was going to use to catch LiveWire.

"So, it's like Ghostbusters." She gave a black lipped smirk only for her to cease it considering the director and assistant didn't seem happy in the least. Hank gave a look of concern.

"You wanna tell us exactly where you're going?"

"This is between me, Ms. Grant, and Leslie alright." Alex didn't like what she was hearing.

"There is no doubt that the amount of power she sustained…"

"I know okay she could hurt me."

"Kara." black eyelinered eyes stared promptly at hers.

"She could kill you."

"Well she is going to have to try." The contraption closed and black finger nails cupped the long device before the fully body of The Blur zoomed out of the secret facility. Hank verted his eyes back and forth.

"I think I'm getting used to it."

"Citizens of National city, this is Cat Grant, broadcasting live from CatCo plaza, which despite a vicious attack yesterday is still open for business that I can guarantee. And if you are hearing this Leslie you otta know your grudge is with me, not National City. So let's not see if we can't come to some kinda agreement. Let's all meet, where it all began as they say." Cat leaned back in her chair before issuing forward.

"I of course am not one to look back but it just feels right for this time." The aging beauty cut off the broadcast and quickly made her way out of the building and into the large plaza, feeling tingles on the back of her neck when blue energy began to crackle around the pre-Christmas decorations. Of course, it didn't take long for Leslie to manifest with a hand on her hips and her hair more pale than ever.

"So where's your personal body guard?"

"I didn't think it was appropriate for it to be here."

"That sucks. I really wish it was here." The meta-human said with sarcasm. "I would've enjoyed killing the other first while you watch it die."

"Oh Leslie, we are both over you not supporting Hillary in 2008, we can get through this." she put her hands on her hips. "Just name your terms."

Leslie began to menacingly approach Cat.

"The only thing that you have that I want, is your skin." Cat rolled her eyes at her statement. "There are so many ways to…."

"Skin a Cat yes of course, congrats you have the wit of a Youtube comment now is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

LiveWire snarled through cracked teeth.

"Who is The Blur Cat?"

"Maybe it's Miles Upshur possessed by The Walrider." She was starting to get on Leslie's nerves.

"WHAT IS IT!?" to her literal shock, Cat pulled out a titanium polished 50 cal. Desert Eagle before quickly cocking it back and opened fire on Leslie. The Queen pulled on the trigger as fast as she could and watched as the bullets went into LiveWire, the metallic pieces going into her and sizzling up due to their conductivity against her body. Cat took this opportunity to duck behind her parked Lambo and waited for whatever plan The Blur had in mind while quickly checking her clip of ammo, realizing she had five shots left. It didn't bother her for she two more clips sticking out of her pants beneath her sweater.

Leslie took a while before she excreted the bullets out of her abdomen, they stung like hell, but the anger boiled within her very being by the minute. She was about to electrocute the expensive sports car when a taxi came flying out of nowhere towards her. She didn't have time to react and the Car collided with LiveWire, sending her tumbling over the plaza and under the rumble of the car. The former hostess could hear the voice she had come to hate through compressed metal.

"Sorry to do this, but you've practically left me no choice."

"I'm gonna kill you." Leslie snarled mostly to herself.

"What's the point of having all that power when you can't keep up?"

Those words were enough to fill the LiveWire's body with rage and she yelled as her body crackled all over the destroyed car, the pressure causing it to fly off her and land somewhere else. When she got up she snarled as The Blur had disappeared from its spot.

"SHOW YOUSELF YOU FUCKING NUSANCE!" the air was filled with the sound of gunfire and Leslie jolted her head back from the high caliber lead pieces entering her brain. Cat came up behind her Lambo when she saw the taxi fly overhead and grit her teeth as she quickly emptied what was left in her clip before hearing the faint click her desert eagle gave and with impressive skill, she extracted the empty clip before inserting another when she grabbed it from the front part of her pants.

The barrage of gunfire continued as Kara watched from a roof top with a shocked expression, since when did her boss know how to use a fire arm? Especially how she held it professionally with two hands and moving fast on her legs to keep her distance.

The fires of raging hell consumed the Meta-human even more. She found the nerve to push through the pounding in her head while coughing up the bullets through her throat. Two against one, two can play at that game.

LiveWire called upon her power and unleashed two long electrical whips and began crackling them and whipping them like a light show. Cat Grant of course, was her primary target, and the gun in her hands did not make matters easy.

Kara watched Leslie approach the trap device she had placed on the ground, waiting for the right moment considering the once punk styled beauty was so close to be put in the cage like the filthy rat she had become. But only just now had Kara realized what LiveWire's intentions were, she was about to strike her boss. Her dedicated and brilliant mentor. The Blur could do nothing but watch in horror as Leslie scraped Cat's car rather harshly with one of her whips, emitting sparks, glass, and paint flying in the Queen's direction.

Cat immediately dropped her weapon and ducked from the pressure, she tripped over her heals and made a sad attempt to crawl away only for LiveWire to strike the ground not too far from her body, causing the older women to yelp and curl her body into a tight position.

Kara stared with wide eyes. She was at a two-way cross point. Leslie still wasn't exactly close enough to the device but the psychopath was absolutely within nose reach of killing The One and only Queen of All Media. The vigilante's hand holding the trigger button shook in desperation before she aggressively crushed it under black nails upon hearing the whisper from afar leaving Cat's lips.

"My boy, I love you….live well please, and never give up."

The Blur left its unseen perch, ready to do what was necessary to save the women who still had much to do for her life and her empire.

"Queen of all Fucking Media." Leslie insulted while reeling her whips behind her.

"Reduced to nothing but a weak, pathetic, frail, and old hag." Now that she had the true power with the help of the blackouts thanks to her doing, Leslie was going to enjoy scorching up the women who had pushed her to absolute insanity.

The livewire gave no focus except for concentrating her power into her whips, ready to pour everything she had into the electrical weapons to signify who she was, she was the LiveWire, nothing in this world was going to stop her, once she finished killing the two most hated beings in her life, she would take this city, take this world. The thought of being a deity brought a tremendous grin to her face.

"Goodbye…..it if makes you feel any better I will always give you credit for giving me my star…." She didn't get to finish for she was reeled back by her own weapons and raised into the air by surprise. Cat almost turned her head to face the commotion but ducked once again when Leslie's body smashed directly on The Sports car, crippling the Lambo and caving the wheels into the ground, causing tremors to rupture and Cat's heart to beat like a drum.

Kara grip her teeth as she held on tightly to the sizzling ropes of hot energy from the very end tips, her fingers were jolting under the pressure but she had to pull through, for the safety of her mentor. The vigilante grunted due to how hot the atmosphere was becoming but didn't submit to it. she had a job to do.

The Blur gave no time for the LiveWire to comprehend the situation before she could disappear and reappear again through an electrical circuits and spun Leslie into the air again before bringing her down into the ground much harder than before, causing the queen to start going into a panic shock.

Kara bonded with her true power and begun to spin Leslie out of control Three hundred and sixty degrees at lighting fast speeds. The vigilante didn't care that she was smashing the former radio hostess into nearby buildings, posts, or cars, this was dazing the wannabe killer and she was not going to kill Cat Grant on this night. Leslie, although not truly unconscious could not react in time as her physical vison became blurry by the minute as she was being used as a speeding wrecking ball.

"Drinks are on me." The speed time brake consumed the human world and Kara had her eyes set on a nearby fire hydrant. The tingles in her fingers ceasing slightly, the vigilante rotated the LiveWire to wear her spine smashed into the metal, tearing off the pressurized casket and used this opportunity to reel in Leslie with her shock ropes to the point where Kara now grabbed her by the collar of her chard jacket.

"Goodnight." At the last second before the bond could be broken, Kara sped to the torn hole in the ground before slamming Leslie onto it dead center. Only one embraced on what was about to happen and Kara stomped her boot onto the meta's back and used her superior strength to hold her there as the torrents of freezing water began to wash upon them. Both getting soaked to the brim as Leslie howled through the pressure and gargling terribly as her mutated lungs and stomach filled with the liquid that was now a discovery of weakness. Kara held her position, not caring that her clothes, coat, and facial appearance were getting ruined by her actions.

There was a plan be after all, Water and electricity don't mix.

As she felt the once proud killer go limp in her hold. Kara tossed Leslie over her shoulder and began to squeeze the ruptured hole shut, cutting off the flow of water and looking behind her quickly to see the half-soaked plaza and the out cold LiveWire splayed on the ground. The alien beauty checked her pockets and silently thanked Rao that she had forgotten her phone at home, only her wet but still functioning disruptor was still in her breast pocket.

No time to waste Kara walked to wear she last saw her boss and there she laid, several feet away near plaza steps and bits of the water puddles wetting her side and hair, she was unconscious.

The vigilante pattered towards the smaller women and cupped her in her arms. she didn't say anything, for now wasn't the right moment. Kara cupped the women's face with a wet palm before pressing her wet hair and ear to her chest. There it was, her heart beat, radiant as ever.

Kara in an instant put her down on the ground once again and began patting the Queen's back in a soft matter. She sped away the moment Cat started to stiffen and move. The echo of the whoosh however, jolted her upright and braced herself onto her knees, followed by feet.

The first thing Cat noticed was that she was wet. Her entire side and chunks of her hair. One look around the Plaza was enough for her to bring her back to reality. Her mouth gaped upon seeing her destroyed car, this was indeed one of her favorites. Her Desert Eagle, slightly wet but still functional, laid near one of the tires of what was left of her Lambo. She didn't hesitate to pick it up, drizzle off the moist and pulled out her secret clip she kept in her boot which was surprisingly dry considering the last one in her pants must have fallen out.

The sounds of reloading filled the air and Cat began to slowly walk around the car, she got the surprise of her life as she saw the out cold LiveWire splayed on the wet concrete. Cat stood there, for a moment or two before clicking the safety of her gun and placed it the concealed holster behind her back. She eyed several of the destroyed structures of the plaza but didn't mind it one bit, she had the best hired construction contracts that could get the place fixed up by morning, the people she paid didn't come cheap but it mattered not to her.

What mattered was the shadow she feasted her eyes upon that stood below the slightly destroyed Christmas decorations. One faint look at the sloshed now gray looking symbol was enough to tell who was there.

"It was you, wasn't it?" of course the dark figure gave no response. "You know, for once I finally have you here properly and right in front of me…..and I just don't know what to say."

She was grateful, she truly was. The Blur had done its job, taking risks and still managing to beat another opponent.

"Perhaps, it could be best if we…gave ourselves proper, introductions?" The queen slowly walked towards the vigilante, being extra careful to show she wasn't going to try anything.

She only stopped when through the abyss when it looked like as if the entity was fazing towards her. The silence over took the atmosphere before the sound of helicopters could be heard in the distance. Cat turned her head behind her to look into the sky and quickly looked back. The unseen guardian looked like as if it had moved backwards a little.

Before she could take another step The Blur's most devoted sound echoed through her ears.

It was gone.

Winn casually watched as several workers placed a newly pink sculpture where the old one stood. he twiddled the small back on sour punch kids before composing himself upon seeing Kara walk in next to him, a small variety of complimentary sides were placed on his desk.

"Okay, turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, sweet potato, and uh three slices of pie, consider this a payment for putting up with my crazy family."

Hmmm, well then, thank you very much." The handsome geek grabbed the sides and placed them in the corners of his desks.

The two looked up from around their white small spaces and noticed James and of course Lucy, coming towards them.

"Hey guys." Kara started as Winn waved. "How was wine country?"

"It was great."

"Yes it was."

The four chuckled for the heck of it before Lucy kissed her boyfriend goodbye and Winn returned to his desk. James and Kara were left.

"You know I saw the LiveWire incident."

"There's no problem really, The Blur handled it."

"Of course, but how bout Kara?"

"Nothing that I can't handle James, it's good to have you back." she patted his shoulders and moved on to enter her boss's office.

"The photo department's been calling."

"Yes of course, but before I most likely hear another story about some freakish accident set on embarrassing people of this city I am going to have to go with…neither." The aging beauty stood from her desk and walked around it, brainstorming on what she was actually going to say.

"I think, that maybe we should focus more on what has happened over the holidays by far. We should start by showing photos of people volunteering at soup kitchens and shelters because I actually want some attention to these organizations." Kara was taken aback but overall let out a calm smile on the positivity her boss all of a sudden manifested.

"So here you go." Cat handed Kara and the younger one took this time to leave.

"Keira." The queen always loved how her assistant obeyed without a care in the world and turned to face her.

"What happened yesterday, about you telling me about your parents…..and you current family. I just want to tell you that you should treasure them more." Kara listened carefully for anything else. "There is just so much I don't know about you Keira, for the best I think that should probably change."

"It's alright Ms. Grant, really it is." Kara wasted no more time and left the glass wall office.

Cat did not take her eyes of her assistant. If anyone else was in there with her, they would've seen a small smile radiant in the Queen's face.

"Even I'm finding this grip impressive." Said Kara as the three hugged in absolute love in the apartment complex. They separated and Eliza stated proudly.

"I am so proud of you both." Alex thanked her with a true proper smile.

"And I'm proud of you, little Ms. Blur." the older women booped her daughter's nose. Eliza looked down for a moment before sharing a look of honesty.

"I haven't been fair, with you both. I know that I have put a lot on both of you, but, there is something I need to tell you." by the sound of it, Kara and Alex braced themselves on what was to come.

"Your Father wasn't just a doctor, and no he did not die during a plane crash, that just what they and to Rao I didn't trust them one bit." Kara and Alex stared at each other before looking back at their mother to continue.

"I've known about the DEO for a long time, I know what they do. And you guys remember well on what happened that night…..the night when they tried barging in to take you away sweetie." Kara cringed upon remembering that horrifying tale. The image was clear when several Men dressed in well-tailored suits tried to grab her but Alex opened up the window just in time for the alien to become what she now was to the world.

"Jerimiah died, working for the DEO. And died working for a man named Hank Henshaw." The two sister's eyes bulged upon hearing the revelation. It was so much to take in but they had to stay strong. Some things just weren't standing right up at this point. Sure Hank was an iron head honcho but he wasn't a cold murdering back stabber. Alex has been with him long enough to see that. And the man hasn't once tried to rid the world of Kara.

He was the reason why Leslie Willis was now officially behind bars. The DEO's first non-alien prisoner.

The Danvers sisters put their shock behind one last time to give their mother another well-deserved hug. The three could only wish that this moment could last forever. But deep down that just wasn't possible. Eliza brought Kara's head a little closer than Alex to kiss her neck and cheeks, the older women whispered faintly into the alien.

"My sweet baby, always remember Mama loves you." Kara enjoyed the strokes she was receiving to her cheek from the middle-aged women.

Behind Eliza's back the sisters entwined their fingers. Determined and ready to face a next surprising event that just might be lurking around the corner. Had the two humans not been focusing. They would've noticed the eyes of the alien illuminating a much sinister glow of its synthetic color.

A/N: I am Groot….nah just kidding, glad I was able to finish this and I hope you guys stay tuned. Read and Review if you can. Who else would like to see the return of She Lives Among us? If so, what stage in the MCU should Kara enter? Phase 1, 2, or 3.