Questions, Questions, Questions

"He asks how you got to Earth if you didn't come on a ship?" Kara sighed as she looked apologetically at me.

Shrugging in response, I looked to the man who was dressed in a weird sort of black suit, "I don't know. One minute I...I was on Krypton, and the next I was falling through your planet's atmosphere," I answered, my voice cracking as I thought of my last time on Krypton. The last time. It was gone. Forever.

Kara relayed my answer and the man just nodded before speaking again. As he continued to speak, I was slowly getting a grasp on his language. Both my inherent comprehension for languages and the boost my mind gained from exposure to the Yellow star this planet orbited working in tandem to help me decipher the language.

Why did I have a high comprehension toward languages? Well, it wasn't just languages. I was bred with the purpose of constantly learning. Learning ways to be better. To perform my job better.

It was just in my genes, I suppose.

Which was working massively in my favor right now. Though of course I couldn't just learn a language through hearing it. I'd have to ask Kara for some books on the language and it's grammar. Or just ask for her to teach me - she has a very good grasp on it, as it would seem.

The man answered with a deep and gruff voice but from my newly developed x-ray vision and the details I could now see anyway, I could see that he was putting the voice on.

Probably to protect his identity in the same way his mask is.

Kara's eyebrows scrunched up as she heard him, her eyes glancing over to me in worry. I just gave her a smile and nodded for her to repeat.

"He...he said if you truly did experience Krypton--" she stopped and turned to the man, shaking her head with a defiance I hadn't seen in many people. She was trying to protect me. The thought made me smile. I was meant to be the one protecting the civilians, and as far as I'm concerned, Kara is still a civilian of Krypton. No matter the amount of Yellow star radiation she's absorbed.

Cutting them off, I brought Kara's attention to me, "Kara," she turned to me, "It doesn't matter what he's asked you to say. Just say it. Holding up his questions isn't going to make him believe in me, is it?" I asked with a smile, yet I could already figure out what this man wanted me to say.

My last experience of Krypton.

Kara looked at me before sighing dejectedly, "...He asked what your final experience on Krypton was like."

Despite knowing it would be asked of me, the question still weighed my stomach down like a ton of bricks. Flashes of images came into my head and I just closed my eyes before sighing and beginning to answer, "It was my first day out of the academy. I was going to my station, thinking about all the good I could do now that I was part of the Royal Guard. Then the explosions happened," I felt myself getting dragged back to that place, the place I called home. The sudden heat. The dust in the air. The rubble at my feet. "I-I tried to help," I stammered out, my eyes tearing up against my will, "So many...so many died, so quickly, that I couldn't react and even when I tried...it was useless."

I felt my chest heave at the memories, my lungs freezing up and trying to stop me from breathing. I looked to Kara and saw her eyes were red and she was biting her lip. But as much as she tried to stop herself, I could see her shaking and shivering.

She'd been there. She'd seen the same things I had.

"There was a single kid. He'd...I don't know, his parents probably got taken out in the first explosions, and he was on his own. He was just standing there, you know?" I continued to look at Kara finding the first outlet since it all happened, "I tried to get him to move. To come towards me or to just run away. But he wouldn't move. Then the ground started to crack below him--I-I tried to run and grab him but--" I was cut out of my recollection of the event as Kara stood up slamming the table with her fists and crumbling the metal like it was made of paper.

"Stop!" she roared before turning to the man and shouting some words in the foreign language I hadn't quite gotten the hold of. But I could tell she was definitely unhappy Angry even.

She pushed him off his chair and he flew to the other side of the room before hitting it with a dull thud. He slid down the wall, clutching his shoulder. But his facial expression barely changed. Despite the fact he'd dislocated his shoulder. Anyway, Kara turned around and pushed Kal, her cousin, out of the way of the door, leaving him with a surprised look. Surprised at what, I had no idea but I'd assume it was at her strength.

Kal wasn't surprised for long and he simply looked to the other man with a reprimanding and tired gaze before he turned and went after Kara.

With just the two of us and no translator between us, I was just left staring at the man.

The emotions in my mind were running rampent and I wasn't in the mood for this questioning any long. It was odd how compliant I was just being and yet right now, I know that whether it were Kara herself or this man or even Kal who asked anymore questions about Krypton, I'd go at them like a wild animal.

The thought of all those people who I let down...It was genuinely harrowing.

But against what I thought the cold man would do, he simply got up, put his shoulder back into it's joint before walking over and putting a hand on my shoulder along with a simple nod. But that simple nod and gesture told me enough; he believed me.

Though I did know he'd have more questions for me. He just seemed like the type of man to question everything and everyone whenever he could.

Replying to his gesture with a simple nod, I just relaxed feebly into my chair, resting my head in my hands as I tried to distract myself with anything I could so I didn't need to think about the feelings I was currently feeling.

When...when would these feelings just go away?

. . .

2 Months Later

POV - Kars

Ducking under the punch coming my way, I grabbed the wrist that barely went over my head before I twisted myself around and threw the person over my shoulder and toward the floor. Smiling, I looked down at the sparring partner I'd had for the last month, "Diana, if you're going to fight like that, this isn't going to be much of a sparring session, you know?" I laughed for what felt like the first time in a while.

True to my genes, I was a natural born fighter, and in a fight was one of the only places I could feel alive.

But Diana surprised me and placed her feet under herself, catching herself. Feeling a hand grab my collar, I hoisted into the air, "Who said I didn't want it to go like this?" she teased back. I could tell she was having fun as well.

Though I wouldn't let her have all the fun. While I was going through the air, I wrapped my legs around her arm and using my momentum and a little of my flight powers, I flung us both to the ground.

Holding her in what was called an arm-bar, as both Diana and Batman told me, I pulled and held her in this position. Having her in this position, I felt another bout of teasing flaring up but before I could get something out, I was lifted off the ground and slammed back down, over and over. After a while of that, I let go and just looked over at Diana with a raised eyebrow.

"I thought you didn't want to include our strength into the fight? Test my technique, as you put it," I questioned and Diana just averted her eyes with a faint blush I hadn't seen in a while.

"I just didn't want to lose our last sparring session. Well, not our last one but the last one in a while," she admitted with a blush but that didn't take away my confusion.

"I'm sorry, what? Our last sparring sessions?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed.

Sighing, Diana stood up before reaching out a hand to me. Grabbing it, she easily hefted me up onto my feet before she spoke, "Batman and Superman have agreed that it's safe to let you go down to Earth. But only with supervision."

"Supervision--" I tried to ask before I was tackled from the side.

"It's me! I'm the supervision!" I heard the cheery and bubbly voice and another smile came across my face, a warm feeling spreading through my chest and rebounding the negative feelings I still felt to this day about Krypton and it's destruction. Looking down, I saw Kara looking up at me with excited blue eyes that seemed to shine.

"Really?" I asked with mock surprise before my face became one of wandering thought, "Though last time I checked, I thought supervision was supposed to come from someone older?" I teased and Kara instantly pouted her lips before separating from me and 'lightly' punching my arm.

"Actually, supervision comes from someone who's more experienced - and I'm more experienced with Earth and it's customs," she smugly spoke before her pout disappeared, replaced by an excited look, "I can't wait to take you all around Metropolis! All the sights and the smells!" she stopped before nervously giggling, "Though you might want to limit your smell around some places in Metropolis," she said in such a way that made me laugh again.

For the second time today. It must be a good day.

Thinking about the Earth food Kara had brought up for me, I instantly felt my stomach grumble despite not needing food any longer. Now that I absorb the Sun--as Earthlings call it--Now that I absorb the Sun's radiation, I don't need food.

Doesn't stop eating enjoyable food in enjoyable company being one of the few things that I look forward to nowadays.

"How many places sell that delicious round food you brought to me a few days ago?" I asked and instantly Kara's face went confused as she looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"R-round...food?" she question with an unsure tone as she looked to Diana who seemed to be struggling not to laugh. Though it didn't take her long as a look of realization came over her face, "You mean pizza, right?"

"Yes, pizza! What a wonderful piece of food!" I clicked my finger and pointed at Kara in admittance, remembering the word for my favorite piece of food so far from the planet below me.

Learning English, as Kara called it, was just as smooth as I thought it would be. Especially with a brilliant teacher like Diana. Within a few weeks I was speaking it, a few more weeks I was fluently speaking it with very little error. At that point I had Kara help me with the lingo of...what did she call it? Our generation? I think that's what she called it. Just like on Krypton there are certain words that aren't formally a part of the dictionary but are still used in conversation.

Yeet. Lit. Spill the tea.

...Strange words and phrases, I'll admit but a new culture was interesting whether it was strange or not.

Kara, hearing my words just laughed before nodding, "I assure you, Kars, there's a lot of Pizza places in Metropolis," she spoke with crescent eyes as she looked up at me with a fondness that was mutual. I was very fond of Kara. Not just because she was a Kryptonian but also because she was an incredibly nice person.

...I'd also be lying if I said her being very attractive, physically, wasn't a part of the equation. But it wasn't the whole equation. Just a part of why I liked her.

"I hate to burst your bubble, Kara," Diana spoke from the side, making Kara get flustered in that cute way she does before practically teleporting away from me. Diana, seeing this, finally let out a chuckle as she continued, "You won't be the only one supervising him."

That instantly got Kara's attention, her eyes trained on Diana with a slightly dangerous look.

"Wha...what do you mean by that, Diana? Surely you're not tagging along, are you?" Kara asked with a bite that wasn't there before.

"Tagging along? Oh, of course not, Kara. I don't need to tag along when I know that Kars will fit in just fine. Batman is the one who pushed for the supervision. Superman and I both wanted to give Kars free reign on what he wants to do," she shrugged before smirking at Kara, though the smirk didn't reach her eyes which looked a little like Kara's at this point, "It's not like I'm not going to see Kars any longer either. We're still going to be keeping up our spars, right, Kars?" she turned to me and I simply gave her a nod while I was looking between the two women with a mirthful gaze.

...Is this the famous cat fight I've seen in all those TV shows?

I'd been given access to...what was it called again? Netflux...No...Ah! Netflix! Yeah, that's it. I'd watched so much stuff on Netflix that I had a base idea of Earth life. Though I knew that shows are exaggerated beyond compare when compared to mundane life. Kara made sure I knew that before I did anything stupid.

All of this was quite novel...especially for a soldier from Krypton. I love my home planet even as it's missing from the sky. But it was very plain when it came to things like entertainment. The populace, especially those of the military, were expected to focus on their jobs without distractions.

Hence the lack of things like Netflix. Even though it had it's benefits like blowing Earth out of the water in terms of productivity, it had disadvantages like all the people were wound a bit too tight due to the lack of relaxation.

Looking between the two women, I saw Diana let up first and she sighed before speaking, "You'll be sharing a dorm house with a few other people. A few proteges who are of college age will be shacking up with you two. They'll be helping with the supervision but for the most part, they're just there to have some time to become independent from their mentors," she said with a soothing tone, obviously trying to keep Kara from blowing her top.

That was when the door opened and a bunch of people entered.

I saw Kara roll her eyes before putting on a sulky look while looking at one specific person. Looking at that person as well, I just smiled. But deep down, I felt like Diana must be messing with me. Why put her on the team when she knows exactly what will happen between Kara and her? Probably over an argument about who gets to sit next to me on the couch--Might seem like an exaggeration but it's happened before!

"Kars," she said with a happy tone before she waved at Kara, "Hey, Kara!" to which Kara grit her teeth, audible to anyone with or without super hearing, and faked a smile.

"Yeah...hey, Barbara," she tersely replied.

Oh boy, here we go again.