MATURE, I don't want to give too much away but I don't want you to be surprised or offended either. This story will allude to MATURE themes. Proceed with caution if you are squeamish about abuse, sexual or otherwise. Most of it I think will be past tense, alluded to by a dark history. But just the same I don't want to make promises I can't keep for future chapters.

Also, just in case I don't spell it out clearly in the Prologue, this is an AU or a 'What if' story of if Kara, after 24 years in the Phantom Zone was pulled aboard Fort Rozz and grew up on the prison as it spent many many years traveling the distance to Earth. I tried to set up the timeline so that Kara is still approximately the age she was at the start of the show (this Kara might be just slightly younger, a year maybe if my math is right) Only other Difference to canon I'm going with is the Earth is a little more 'Trump'-ian or 'build a wall' type attitudes. Not totally or anything, but because of this, Superman is considered a vigilante, shows up a little less often, obviously to protect himself. So the people on the planet have had some, but definitely less alien exposure, which hasn't helped the 'build a wall' ideals.

Again, Mature themes.

I don't own Supergirl or any corresponding characters. Just borrowing the characters for the entertainment value. Thanks for reading. As always let me know what you think.

Prologue

Kara laid in the bed of her cell staring up at the ceiling. It's what she's done day in and day out since the Earth sent an organization called the DEO to take over the Fort Rozz Space Station/Prison. There are times she is brought out of her cell she knows but most often since the humans have taken over nearly a year ago, she is left alone, nothing to do except lay down, sit up, or maybe pace in circles. Fort Rozz was specifically designed for Kryptonians and other powerful alien species. The cells are made from Nth metal from Thanagar. The metal has a unique way of absorbing energies projected onto it making it impossible to break or bend the bars. This is why the humans have stayed on and occupied the Space Station rather than attempt to bring what remains of the alien prisoners down to Earth.

Kara sat up from the mattress in her cell as she heard the recognizable key card beep indicating someone opening her door. She looked and saw Hank Henshaw walking in. Hank was the Director of the Earths DEO, so since the humans took over the Space Station, he was the man in charge. "Kara, one of the other prisoners has asked to see you. He says he's your uncle." Kara's eyes widened at this, looking slightly confused. Hank continued, "Is he not?... Because if he isn't I'll put him back in his cell."

"No, no, no, Sorry. I do have an Uncle aboard. I just… I didn't think he considered me family anymore" Kara tried to explain.

"Do you want to see him, or should I take him back to his cell?" Hank asked.

Kara nodded, "I'll see him."

Hank stepped out momentarily and then returned escorting Kara's uncle Non by the arm into her cell. Non had Nth metal cuffs around each one of his wrists, the cuffs didn't have a chain in between them, they were hyper magnetized and when activated would snap together bringing the hands they were wrapped around extraordinarily quickly. Kara had the same bands around her wrists but hers were not activated like Non's were. This was actually an invention of the humans and although it worked negatively against her she had to admit it was ingenious. Instead of having to fight Kryptonians to put on and take off cuffs, especially if said Kryptonian was unruly, they invented a cuff that could stay on permanently. Non, and Kara for that matter were strong enough to pull apart the bands even when magnetized, but just barely. It was a constant struggle to maintain even inches of separation between the cuffs while they were activated. So much struggle that it was generally considered a waste of energy. There was also another feature to these cuffs that helped control their Kryptonian prisoners.

The Nth metal bands were forged perfectly for each person and their wrists. They fit snuggly, but didn't hurt, so snuggly in fact they couldn't be spun around on the wrist at all. This was important because for at least in the case of Kryptonian cuffs, the inside wall was designed like a trap door of sorts. If a button was pressed by the person controlling the cuffs, the inner wall could be opened to expose Kryptonite directly to the skin of the wearer. When the trap door was closed the Nth metal was dense enough to block the Kryptonite radiation. This way a Kryptonian could keep their abilities, but at the push of a button could be brought to their knees.

After Hank brought Non all the way into the cell, he released his arm and said to Kara, "I'll be right outside if you need anything." Kara nodded and Hank left the cell but stepped just outside the door and to the side giving them the illusion of privacy. He left the door open so that he would have quick access to the cell and also so that he could hear their conversation.

Kara looked up at her uncle from where she sat. She scooted over on her mattress and gave an obvious motion to invite him to sit. Kara and Non's relationship, it was no secret between the two, was strained. When Kara was brought aboard Fort Rozz 10 years ago she was still a child even though she had been floating in hyper-sleep next to the station for 24 years. No one on the station in fact had aged, not Astra, not her uncle Non, none of the prisoners. The Phantom Zone where Fort Rozz was condemned was and area of space that not even time could touch, it was an eternal purgatory.

One of the prisoners, an extremely smart Coluan had found her pod and used a tractor beam to pull her aboard. The prisoners, who by this time had taken over Fort Rozz due to the lack of government oversight from Krypton's destruction, used coordinates inside Kara's pod to eventually give Fort Rozz a destination, Earth. When the station left the Phantom Zone those 10 years ago was when she and all the other prisoners began to age again. The behemoth Space Station was in disrepair and it had taken over 8 years for it to reach the Milky Way system from across the Galaxy. It was her understanding that when Fort Rozz reached the Milky Way the humans were alerted to their presence and that's when the humans began to successfully plan for the stations' arrival, thwarting the Earth's invasion.

Nearly a year ago now when the humans boarded the station, there was fighting, a lot of fighting Kara remembered. But Kara didn't have any stake in the fight so she hid until it was over. Kara knew that due to her strength and power in this solar system she was being monitored and celled like every other surviving Fort Rozz prisoner but Director Henshaw had soft spot for her, he had been kind to her. And she has appreciated it because before the humans took over Kara's life had been cruel. That was the only way to describe it.

Non accepted Kara's invitation and sat next to her on the mattress. He started and stopped a couple times not sure how to say what he wanted to, eventually he said "Kara, I needed to apologize to you. I wasn't a good Uncle. You were a child, and when Astra passed, I blamed you. I blamed you even when I knew within myself it wasn't your fault. Your Aunt, she was everything to me, my wife, my confidant, my friend, my General."

Kara still felt a lot of pain about what had happened to her after her Aunt Astra had passed but her Uncle Non seemed so sincere. "I know you loved her" Kara responded to him to let him know she would hear him out.

"I did" Non confirmed, "immensely. So much so that when you were found and brought aboard, I became jealous of her affections for you." Kara went a little wide eyed at Non's openness but let him continue. "Kara, we were floating aimlessly in space for many years, the stations communications were nonexistent, power was being depleted, half the prisoner population had already died from starvation. Your Aunt, General Astra is the one who put in place order and a system of checks and balances. The system was harsh but it was what was needed for our survival."

"I remember; the food rations, the power saving, even my pod got wired into the stations systems" Kara said.

"Yes, that was because your pod's functioning life support and Omega-hedren helped maintain the station itself. To be honest with you, if we hadn't found your pod I'm not sure any of us would be alive today." Non stated. "But when she died, I blamed you. I relinquished our blood bonds and let a child fend for herself amongst some of the worst individuals in the Galaxy. That was wrong of me." Non wasn't crying but Kara could hear the cracking in voice as he forces out what he needed to say.

At this, Kara began to feel tears at the corners of her eyes. She wiped her arm across her face to try and prevent them from falling before they started. Kara remembered the day that her Aunt had died trying to save her. Kara had been on the station for almost two years so she was 15 years old then. When Kara was first pulled aboard the ship and was found by Astra and the Coluan, Indigo they had agreed Kara would go by another name to protect her from the prisoners, the ones who might want to hurt her in retaliation against her mother Alura, who had sentenced many of the prisoners to Fort Rozz. Kara and Astra had not slipped up but when another prisoner who wasn't Indigo began tinkering with Kara's pod, they found Alura's message to her daughter. It was then pieced together who Kara was. Astra fought off many of Kara's would be assailants, but in the end succumbed to the sheer numbers she was fighting against. Non wasn't present or he surely would have attempted to protect his wife. But when he did show up he was devasted by Astra's body on the floor, and simply watched as Kara was dragged off. "Non, if you had tried to save me, you would have just died too" Kara told him.

"I would've at least died with honor!" Non shouted more at himself than at Kara. "I would be in Roa's light with my wife. I'm a coward. And I can't even ask you to forgive me because what I did, Kara, relinquishing our blood bonds, that is unforgivable."

Kara placed her hand on his leg trying to comfort the Uncle she thought hadn't cared about her. "Non, I forgive you. Because there is nothing you could have done. Now, please, forgive yourself." With this Kara wrapped her arms around her Uncle and pulled him in for a hug. Due to Non's cuffs he couldn't return it but he brought his hands up and grasps the arm that wrapped around him.

They spent a few moments in their embrace before Non broke it by turning more to face her. He grasped her hands and said "Kara, I do not come here for myself. Or, maybe I did. I needed to say these things before it was too late." Kara looked at him curiously. "You've heard about the auction, haven't you?"

With the mention of the auction Kara clenched her fists and brought them into her lap nervously, her jawline tightened, her eyes averted her uncle's as she looked away with apprehension. The human government was attempting to recoup some of the cost of the Fort Rozz mission and occupation. Hank had once told her a money figure for what it cost to stop the invasion and to continually staff and send supplies to the station that now just orbits the Earth. She was less familiar with human money figures but it was astronomical to say the least.

The Earth, or to be more specific a country on the Earth, the United States was using what aliens they could in their research and military. For instance, Non, Kara knew would be going to the USA's military, controlled by the cuffs he wears on his wrists. Because of the trap door function on the unbreakable cuffs, Non was still a powerhouse of strength and abilities, but one that could be controlled by the ever present Kryptonite. The US military would be taking control of 7 of the remaining 8 Kryptonians aboard Fort Rozz as well as about 15 other aliens of varied species.

Kara on the other hand was deemed too docile, no use for the military. Kara's years aboard Fort Rozz fending for herself had taken the fight out of her. In order to prevent some of her abuse she had learned that complying with her captors wants was less painful. And that is why Kara became so 'docile'. For this auction, all of Earth's richest individuals and corporations would be invited to bid on aliens. Aliens that had no laws to protect them, and Kara would be the only Kryptonian to get this privilege.

Non grasped her hands, "I don't know if I will ever see you again Kara, but like it or not you are the only family I have left and I fear for you. With these manacles the humans have invented," Non held up it wrists in anger, "I fear for you the most."

Kara looked at him, "Your going to their military. Why do you fear for me the most?"

Non shook his head "The military is what's home for me Kara. It doesn't matter what planet it's on." He brought his hands to her cheek, "I suppose it runs in the family" he said. Kara looked at him confused, "You don't see your beauty, do you?" Non smiled softly at her. "I don't care what planet certain…." he emphasized his next word, "MEN come from, a vast majority of them will try to control what's beautiful, make it theirs, conquer it. I don't wish to see that happen to you but I am powerless to stop it."

Kara understood then, what he was saying, her abuse, likely wouldn't stop after Fort Rozz.

Hank Henshaw was listening to their entire conversation outside the cell door. Hank was very much aware of Kara's situation aboard the station before humans took it over and it wasn't good. During their many talks and initial interrogations Kara had been honest with him almost to a fault. She seemed grateful after the humans had taken over the space station.

Hank knew she had committed no crime and didn't deserve to be lumped in with the other riff raff of the ship. He felt for her because he too, was an alien refugee. He had just had the better luck not to arrive on a huge space station filled with intergalactic convicts. Being Martian, he used his shape shifting abilities years ago to take the place of Hank Henshaw. Henshaw was an alien hating bigot but he was in a high position in an organization where J'onn Jones felt he could make a difference. And he has, but humans are slow to change.

Being an alien on Earth is hard but due to another Kryptonian in a blue suit and cape, views are softening…. a bit. Superman, as the Daily Planet is calling him is still very much a wanted vigilante to government authority but there have been a number of sympathizing groups petitioning the government for his amnesty, and that's a start. But J'onn was powerless and bound by his orders. Kara, regardless of being innocent was an alien powerhouse and according to the US Government couldn't be allowed to wonder freely on the Earth.

Hank stepped back into the cell, "It's time to go Non." Both Kara and Non looked up at him completely forgetting where they were for a moment.

Non stood, "Kara, I may not be able to be there for you, but I will always care for you. And I guess that's what I needed to let you know."

Kara stood next and wrapped her arms around him for a brief hug. When she released him she said, "Thank you, thank you for saying what you did. I know we may not control what happens next but just knowing you care Non, it lifts me. Thank you."

With that Hank grabbed Non by the arm and led him back to his cell closing Kara's behind him.

I feel like I'm spoiling by saying but I also feel like I don't want the reader to be thinking this story is something it isn't... So I'll say it, eventual SuperCorp.