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Chapter 56: Chapter 56 (edited)

Lars didn't possess superhuman regenerative abilities like those found in comic books. Her physical fitness was extraordinary but still human. If not for Kara's reluctance to let Bruce uncover her deepest secret, Lars wouldn't have survived their encounter even for a moment—she would have decapitated him at supersonic speed in an instant.

In the end, Lars' fatal mistake came when he miscalculated, thinking Kara was distracted. It exposed a massive opening in his defense. With precision, Kara grabbed his foot and swung him like a ragdoll, slamming him into the control console.

What was left of Lars was unrecognizable, a mangled mess of flesh and blood. Any attempts to recover his remains for evidence would be futile.

Kara dusted her hands and turned her attention back to the train's core, standing next to the dangerous machine. Her expression was indifferent as she glanced at Bruce, who was frantically searching for a way to shut down the device.

"This thing doesn't make any sense," Kara said, her tone sharp.

The train's path left devastation in its wake. Underground water pipes several meters away had their contents vaporized entirely. Yet, despite standing near the machine, neither Kara nor Bruce showed any ill effects from its influence.

By all logic, Lars and his associates should have succumbed long ago due to the proximity.

Bruce rolled his eyes at Kara's comment. "If you've got time to complain, maybe you could help me? Those guys made sure to destroy the controls on purpose."

Kara shrugged, picking up a knife she had taken from one of Lars' lackeys. She began walking toward the machine.

"What are you doing?" Bruce asked sharply, stepping in front of her. "Don't do anything reckless. I don't want us both vaporized because of you!"

Kara stopped, giving Bruce a sidelong glance. "Relax. Who do you think I am? After you disappeared from Metropolis University without a word, do you know what I was doing? I read every book in their library. Twice."

Bruce muttered something under his breath about arrogance but let her pass.

Kara ignored him, activating her X-ray vision to analyze the microwave transmitter. She scanned through the machine's dense layers of steel and electronics, searching for its central hub.

All machines had a core—the heart of their functionality. If the central mechanism was disabled, the entire device would cease operation. Like a computer's power supply, if it failed, the entire system would shut down.

Pinpointing the hub, Kara wasted no time. With a burst of speed too fast for Bruce to perceive, she drove the blade in her hand directly into the core.

"Puff."

The sound was anticlimactic, almost disappointing, but effective. The blade pierced through the steel as though it were paper, disabling the hub with surgical precision.

The machine emitted a deep, vibrating hum before powering down completely.

Bruce exhaled in relief, slumping into a nearby chair. "Thank God."

Kara removed the blade and noticed it was coated with a mix of substances—both the machine's fluids and the blood of her earlier victims. She casually wiped the knife on the edge of Bruce's cape.

Bruce turned, his voice laced with irritation. "I'm not cleaning that for you, Kara. And that's the only cape I've got."

Kara froze, glanced at the cape, and then at Bruce. With a huff, she tossed the knife aside, muttering something under her breath.

Bruce's eye twitched at her nonchalant behavior. "Do you even realize how expensive that cape is?"

"Whatever," Kara retorted, collapsing into another chair. She stretched her arms and leaned back, the fatigue of the night catching up to her.

"It's finally over," she murmured.

But Bruce wasn't as relaxed. His gaze shifted to the console, its bloodstains a grim reminder of Kara's methods.

"Couldn't you have handled that differently?" Bruce asked, his voice low.

Kara sighed, turning to meet his eyes. "You're asking why I killed him?"

Bruce nodded, his expression unreadable.

"I didn't enjoy it," Kara admitted, leaning forward. "But Lars was a threat to millions of lives. He wasn't going to stop. Even if we stopped him today, he would've come back. And next time, we might not be so lucky."

Bruce frowned, his moral compass conflicting with her justification. "But we're not judges or executioners, Kara. We don't have the right to decide who lives or dies. That's not justice."

Kara's eyes darkened. "Then what's the point, Bruce? If you believe we're breaking the law by stopping criminals, maybe you should've stayed home. Let Lars destroy Gotham, let him kill billions. Because according to your logic, we're all just criminals anyway."

Bruce's jaw tightened. "Kara, your reasoning is dangerous. Once you decide it's easier to kill than to capture, you lose what makes us different from them."

Kara froze, the words cutting deep. Her thoughts briefly wandered to a dark possibility—a version of herself as an unjust Superman, one who had abandoned all morals.

Was that who she was becoming?

Kara didn't answer, but the weight of Bruce's words lingered between them.


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Chapter 57: Chapter 57 (edited)

The so-called "Injustice Superman" refers to the events of Injustice: Gods Among Us, encompassing both the video game and the adapted comic series.

The tragedy began with one of Joker's cruelest schemes. Using illusions and manipulation, he tricked Superman into killing his pregnant wife, Lois Lane. Not stopping there, the Joker also rigged a bomb to explode in Metropolis, obliterating half the city and claiming thousands of innocent lives.

This time, the Joker didn't target Batman; instead, he focused on Superman, aiming to corrupt the Man of Steel himself. He pushed every boundary, even sacrificing his own life, knowing Superman would kill him.

Joker's plan succeeded. Superman, overwhelmed by grief and rage, abandoned his restraint and began acting as judge, jury, and executioner.

For a time, nearly the entire Justice League sided with him, except for Batman and a few others. Heroes such as Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, The Flash, Cyborg, and Shazam stood by Superman's cause. Even Lex Luthor, Superman's long-time nemesis, joined him, as did characters from other realms of power like Mister Mxyzptlk. Even Aquaman, initially resistant, eventually compromised and aligned with the regime.

Superman pursued a new form of justice: eliminating threats before they could harm others. But over time, his team's methods grew more severe. What began as a mission to prevent harm spiraled into a campaign of fear and control.

The line between justice and tyranny blurred. Under Superman's regime, the world was subjected to threats and intimidation, and people began living in fear. After all, if criminals were punished for crimes they hadn't yet committed, who was truly safe?

While Superman's intent may have been noble, his methods were extreme. Punishing someone before they committed a crime crossed a dangerous line.

"Are we wrong?" Kara finally asked, breaking the tense silence. Her tone wasn't questioning her own actions but challenging Bruce's. "So, are we wrong, Bruce? Should we have waited? Should we have let Luthor kill millions before acting? Should we have put him in a prison he could escape from, only to arrest him again after he caused more destruction?"

She took a step closer to Bruce, her voice rising. "Should we stand by and watch as countless lives are lost, then clean up the mess afterward? Is that what heroes do?"

Bruce gazed at Kara, a flicker of understanding crossing his face.

If Bruce knew of the Injustice Superman, he would have seen the warning signs in Kara. Her words hinted at the same dangerous path Superman had taken, the same justification for extreme measures.

"You're too extreme," Bruce said finally, pulling his cowl back over his head. There was disappointment in his voice.

"And you're too weak," Kara snapped back, her eyes narrowing. "Have you ever seen the cruelty of nature, Bruce? Do you know what hyenas do when they hunt buffalo? They attack the most vulnerable spots. And male lions? When they take over a pride, the first thing they do is kill all the cubs from the previous leader."

Kara let out a cold, humorless laugh.

"Maybe you think humans are different because we don't have to act like animals to survive. But deep down, we're part of nature, too. Violence is in our blood, whether we like it or not. And pretending otherwise? That's just naive."

Bruce said nothing, his jaw tightening.

"People like us are supposed to protect the innocent," Kara continued. "Not shield monsters who thrive on others' suffering. If you can't even stomach that, Bruce, then maybe you don't deserve the title of 'superhero.'"

Her words hit hard, but Bruce remained silent.

"I respect what you stand for," Kara said, her tone softening slightly. "You believe in justice, even after everything you've endured. But me? I'd rather sacrifice one life to save millions. I won't become like Superman because I don't target the innocent. But if I had to make the choice again? I'd stop Luthor every time. And if that makes me a monster, so be it."

Bruce's concern deepened. He worried Kara was heading down a dangerous road. Her belief in preemptive justice could easily lead her to the same tyranny Superman once embraced.

But for now, the immediate crisis was averted. They had stopped Ra's Al Ghul, and Gotham was safe—for now.

The tension between Bruce and Kara lingered, though. They each knew their philosophies were at odds, creating a rift that couldn't easily be mended.

"You really believe throwing them in prison is the right choice, Bruce?" Kara asked bitterly. "The man who killed your parents served only fourteen years. Fourteen years for two lives. That's what the law calls justice?"

Bruce's silence spoke volumes.

"I'm not saying this because of your pain," Kara continued. "I'm saying this because the system is broken. Murderers walk free after a few years, while their victims never come back. That's not justice, Bruce. It's a mockery of it."

Bruce sighed heavily, looking down for a moment before meeting her gaze. "Kara—"

"Don't, Bruce," Kara interrupted. "I've already made my choice."

Bruce hesitated but then shifted the subject. "Speaking of choices, did you tell Gordon to cancel the demolition order on the viaduct?"

Kara froze, her expression sheepish. "Uh… judging by the speed of the train, I'd say no."

Bruce groaned, pulling out his communicator. "You never change, do you?"

Kara smirked faintly. "Wouldn't want to get too predictable."

Despite their differences, there was still a grudging respect between them. For now, at least.


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