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odditycollector ([personal profile] odditycollector) wrote2006-11-14 08:52 pm

Because *my* year was boring.

You can chart probable exam periods by my LJ output, I'm beginning to suspect.

Anyway. Instead of putting up the Dear Santa letter as given by the... Dear Santa letter generator, I picked a character at completely random and wrote fic based on it instead.

 
(Q: ...So. The completely random character you picked. It wouldn't happen to be Kara, would it?
A: Why, yes, actually. However did you guess!)

 
 

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

In September I broke Cassie's X-Box (-12 points). Last week I didn't flush (-1 points). Last Saturday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, Superman (-5000 points). Last Tuesday I gave Superman a kidney (1000 points). Last month I helped Batgirl see the light (8 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-4005 points). For Christmas I deserve a moldy sandwich!

Sincerely,
Kara Zor-El

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Cassie doesn't look up when Kara arrives, even though Kara is looking contrite and holding pizza and obviously ready to apologize.

Kara watches her for a few seconds. "I've got pizza," she says, like Cassie maybe just didn't notice. Cassie's frown tightens and her shoulders tense. Her fingers hit the X-Box control pad with greater force.

Kara puts the pizza on the table. "I didn't mean it," she says. "I know Kon meant a lot to you, and you couldn't have guessed what you were getting involved with. And I understand why you needed to try. I... I'd do anything to get my people back."

"So what?" says Cassie. "Are we supposed to be friends now?" She turns her glare to Kara for a moment before focusing back on the screen. "I thought you were only hanging around because Superman told you to."

The world goes momentarily cold around Kara, and then the X-Box leaves her fist and smashes through the wall. Cassie gapes at her, still gripping the controller.

Kara leaves at super-speed, before Cassie has time to hate her for that, too.
 

***
 

Hazing pranks, Kara muses, probably work a lot better on people without super-vision. Kara looks through the side of the Legion breakroom's toilet, close enough to make out Ayla's fingerprints on the triggered device, and shrugs to herself. She leaves without telling the toilet to flush.

Star Boy enters the bathroom a few moments after her.

"Oh, gross," she hears him say. "Flush!" The transmuter whirrs as it begins to change the chemical consistency of the toilet's contents, and then there's a small explosion from inside the bathroom. It's hard to tell if Thom's next comment on the situation is a whimper or a scream.
 

***
 

There's always a way, Kal-El tells her. There's always a way to save the girl, save the day, capture the bad guy without the loss of life or limb.

But he's not here now, standing beside her on Mhohal IV with a moon-sized grey extinction device due to reach orbit in slightly less than a local day. It's older than Kryptonian civilization, and protected by ancient technology she's never seen before.

It stings inside her mind when she gets too close, but Kara's managed to pick up the broad strokes of its purpose. Whoever sent the weapon hurtling through the eons on a perfect, pinpointed trajectory meant to wipe out any higher lifeforms that might have evolved on the planet, as decided by an algorithm run on samples of primordial DNA.

She can't stop the device or alter its course. She's contacted the Green Lantern Corps, but none of them can reach the area in time. She can barely touch the first layers of programming, and there's no command she can find that will halt it. The best she can do is ask it to be more targeted in its destruction.

There are two sentient races native to Mhohal IV. When the weapon arrives, it will kill everyone on the planet. Or it will kill 500 million Kesari. Or it will kill 3 billion Mhohians.

Being a hero isn't about the math, Kal-El tells her, as if he knows anything at all.

 
***

 

The physician seems scared and confused. It doesn't do much for Kara's faith in Earth medicine.

"He's been badly hurt. The alien bomb exploded in his abdomen and both of his, well, they look like kidneys, were ruptured."

"So you want to take one of mine," says Kara. "Okay."

The physician shakes her head. She fingers the pocket of her labcoat, pulls out a pen, puts it back. "From what we know of your biology, we believe the organ will grow back in a few days."

"Okay."

"There isn't an anesthetic that we're confident will work on your system, so we're forced to use telepathic means to put you under. The Martian," the physician speaks slowly, stumbling over the name, "J'onn J'onzz? Has agreed to assist. For the surgery itself, we'll cut with lasers based on the frequency of red sunlight. There will probably be some lingering effects when you regain consciousness."

"I already agreed," Kara says to her. "Why are you wasting time telling me this?"

The physician stops fidgeting and looks at her seriously. "You have to understand the risks of what you're agreeing to."

"I understand all the risks I care about," Kara says. "If I say no, Kal-El might die."

The doctor nods. "Okay," she says. "This way."

Kara follows her into the operating studio. She wonders if, when she wakes up, she'll finally be alone in the universe.

 
***
 

Batgirl comes at her with a growl and a batarang that glows green with kryptonite. It should be ridiculous, but Batgirl is fast and she moves differently than anyone Kara has seen. The weapon slices into Kara's arm before she can take to the air, and she gasps as pain radiates up into her chest.

The kryptonite batarang swings back into Batgirl's hand. "Why are you attacking me?" Kara asks. "I thought you were one of the good guys. Kon said--"

Batgirl shakes in anger. "You're not him!" She jumps into a kick, aiming her foot at the centre of Kara's chest. Kara backs away with inhuman speed and swings a fist toward Batgirl's shoulder. Batgirl stabs at Kara's hand with the batarang, and Kara doesn't move in time.

Kara swears. She tries closing her fingers, but they don't respond. Batgirl lands in a crouch some distance away and waits, ready.

"I never said I was!" Kara shouts at her. Batgirl's muscles tense for movement, and Kara blows up a rock beside her with heat vision as a warning. "I miss him too, okay?"

"I don't believe you," says Batgirl. She shifts her stance, takes a step backward, rotates her kryptonite-free hand. Finally she says, "When he died, no one cared, because you were already in his place. But he was Super, not you."

Batgirl points to Kara's chest, and Kara glances down. A few drops of her blood have stained the crest of the house of El. "And what would you know about family symbols," says Kara. "You're human."

Batgirl starts shaking again, but she doesn't attack. It takes Kara a while to realize that this time she's laughing.

 
***
 

"What are you doing?" Kara says, sniffing the air dubiously.

"Cooking!" says Owen.

Kara considers the pans scattered over the counter. She considers the things stuck to those pans. "Are you sure?"

"Oh, shut up." Owen plops a sandwich in front of her. Half of the side facing Kara is black, and there's a slight green tinge on a corner.

"...yum."

[identity profile] petronelle.livejournal.com 2006-11-15 10:54 am (UTC)(link)
"When he died, no one cared, because you were already in his place."

Some of the rest of this is very funny indeed, but I'm stuck on this line and this scene.

*wibbles*

From a meta level, it's even kind of true.

[identity profile] odditycollector.livejournal.com 2006-11-16 09:13 am (UTC)(link)
I think it would be a much less awkward conversation if Kara was willing to *listen*, rather than force Cass to say it all in words.

(But, alas, the new!Kara in my brain is still working out the subtleties of *normal* human body language, so.)
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[identity profile] amarin-rose.livejournal.com 2006-11-16 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm caught between *snerk* and 'ow.'

[identity profile] odditycollector.livejournal.com 2006-11-17 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Good place to be, I hear. Like the moment after you push your rival down the stairs... just before you realize they've got a hold of your pant cuff.

[identity profile] caia-comica.livejournal.com 2006-11-16 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
This is AWESOME. I approve massively of your Santa-letter-writing technique. :)

[identity profile] odditycollector.livejournal.com 2006-11-17 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Thanks! I don't think Kara would, however... if Santa's just judging by *those* events I'm surprised *all* she gets is a moldy sandwich.

[identity profile] bozaloshtsh.livejournal.com 2006-12-10 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
... I'm really impressed. Which probably means close to nothing to you, considering you don't really know me, but suffice it to say I'm glad someone out there can write like you do and can write this from a silly "Dear Santa" meme.

Kara leaves at super-speed, before Cassie has time to hate her for that, too.

She's so angry, but mostly it's because she doesn't work right here, and the dynamic between these two, at least in the early moments, seems so right here.

I don't read Legion frequently, but the second segment sort of makes me want to. /grins Especially because of how much more settled the time difference seems to have made her.

When the weapon arrives, it will kill everyone on the planet. Or it will kill 500 million Kesari. Or it will kill 3 billion Mhohians.

It's extremely effective to not shape the facts of the situation to what she's feeling in her head, interspersed with Kal-El's peices of cracker-jack ethics advice. Maybe because it feels more- I don't know, inevitable, maybe? Whatever it is, kudos.

"So you want to take one of mine," says Kara. "Okay."

It's sad how every moment Kara tries to do good seems to break my heart. It's never been like this for me and comics, not since maybe some of Dick's more destructive years. Have I mentioned how happy I am that you write fiction for this?

Batgirl comes at her with a growl and a batarang that glows green with kryptonite.

You know what? I wish this were what this issue was going to be about. So many people could redeem themselves with it. But yeah, peas in a pod. In such a strange way. You know, I wonder if Steph and Kara would've been friends? And also, I think getting people to see the light should be worth way more than 8 points, jeeze.

Oh, Owen. That's such a cute and dry humored way of sticking that last element of the letter. As I said in the begining, I'm really happy and really impressed I found this. Write more, please.

[identity profile] odditycollector.livejournal.com 2006-12-11 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
... I'm really impressed. Which probably means close to nothing to you, considering you don't really know me, but suffice it to say I'm glad someone out there can write like you do and can write this from a silly "Dear Santa" meme.

Thanks! It means much more than that! (After all, I can't chalk it up to "took pity" or "she knows I'd read this - better say something" or "sockpuppet!")

She's so angry, but mostly it's because she doesn't work right here, and the dynamic between these two, at least in the early moments, seems so right here.

I don't know if you're following TT or 52, but given Cassie's current state of mind (and Kara's), it doesn't seem like it *would* be an easy relationship to begin with.

And you're right - current Kara doesn't seem to fit very easily into the universe.

I don't read Legion frequently, but the second segment sort of makes me want to. /grins Especially because of how much more settled the time difference seems to have made her.

Heh! I'm not sure about more settled, exactly ;), but she's certainly a lot calmer in the future. So far, at least. I shall spare you the ten page essay on what I think of the title... though I'll say that the latest two, 23 and 24, were pretty good. (And probably did more to advance Kara's personal story than all the issues of her own title so far.)

It's extremely effective to not shape the facts of the situation to what she's feeling in her head, interspersed with Kal-El's peices of cracker-jack ethics advice. Maybe because it feels more- I don't know, inevitable, maybe? Whatever it is, kudos.

I'm glad that it worked for you; this one is actually the reason I wrote these. "How would I manage to commit genocide?" I asked myself. "Does it count if it'd be by accident?" And then I worried that one drabble'd be lonely...

It's sad how every moment Kara tries to do good seems to break my heart. It's never been like this for me and comics, not since maybe some of Dick's more destructive years.

*grins* Kara's my favourite, much to the consternation of people who would rather I shut up about her once in a while. So I can't say as I'm sorry for you.

You know what? I wish this were what this issue was going to be about. So many people could redeem themselves with it. But yeah, peas in a pod. In such a strange way.

DC loves its legacies, and there's some interesting stories that could be done playing with how these two in particular approach theirs. Whether that is what is behind the cover or not, we shall see.

You know, I wonder if Steph and Kara would've been friends?

Steph would totally have hung out with Cassie and Kara. Just like the Justice League, but blonder!

And also, I think getting people to see the light should be worth way more than 8 points, jeeze.

Well she only *helped*, after all. And we must save some points for all the fanboys writing poorly-spelled letters to DC on Cass's behalf! (To Whum it my concarn. Cass isnot a muderr. Allso, not namd "Cassie".)

Oh, Owen. That's such a cute and dry humored way of sticking that last element of the letter.

"Here you go, Kara! You've been a cool friend - you deserve this!"

As I said in the begining, I'm really happy and really impressed I found this. Write more, please.

And again, thanks! And thanks for the great feedback, really made me smile.

PS. If you haven't yet, you should read [livejournal.com profile] monkeycrackmary's Kara ficlets. They are happy-making.

Wow

(Anonymous) 2007-03-13 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
That's awesome. I am one of the few people who really like the new Supergirl. The genocide and kidney parts are just, stunning. I'm glad you've written those, they've made me happy (and just a little bit sad).

Re: Wow

[identity profile] odditycollector.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks! The genocide was the one that inspired me to do this, really, as I pondered how, exactly, one would manage that. Evil? Indifference? Accident? (Ooops! The *blue* lever, you said? Sorry!)

I am one of the few people who really like the new Supergirl.
I think you'd be surprised. Her loudest detractors (I'm one of them (http://odditycollector.livejournal.com/85802.html)) tend to be folks who like her enough to get angry about the artwork, or about certain aspects of her portrayal. People *want* her book to be better, which is somewhat unusual.