Bab 12: Chapter 12 (edited)
Kara's super hearing and vision allowed her to overhear Jennifer's conversation with her father. She also observed Jennifer's restlessness and hesitation.
Jennifer wanted her father's help to locate Kara and, if possible, stop her. However, Jennifer worried that they might stumble upon Kara during one of her "activities," becoming witnesses to something they shouldn't see.
Ultimately, Jennifer left with her father, conflicted and uncertain.
Not long after they departed, Kara emerged from the shadows of an alley. Watching them leave, she allowed herself a small, relieved smile.
"At least we weren't really friends," she muttered to herself.
Superficial relationships didn't weigh on her. If Jennifer were just a fair-weather friend, there would be no entanglement. But if Jennifer had been more insincere, she might have feigned innocence while later accusing Kara.
"That kind of person isn't worth trusting," Kara thought.
Still, this situation could have been much worse. Kara was thankful her instincts hadn't failed her this time.
Returning to the deserted street, Kara noted the stillness that small towns often offered at night. Unlike bustling cities where lights and sounds filled the air until dawn, this place grew eerily silent once the hour grew late.
Kara made her way back to the two drunk men she had knocked unconscious earlier. Without hesitation, she delivered a powerful kick, nearly shattering their leg bones.
The pain jolted them awake immediately.
Kara stood over them, her posture commanding and her expression icy. She no longer resembled a fifteen-year-old girl. Instead, she exuded a terrifying, almost regal aura, full of hostility and an undeniable authority.
The drunks had previously referred to Kara by two nicknames: "The Strong Girl," a nod to her superhuman strength, and "The Tyrant," an acknowledgment of her fearsome reputation.
At that moment, Kara embodied the latter entirely.
Even she might not have realized how much her presence mirrored that of a merciless leader. Her cold demeanor and piercing gaze made it impossible to see the tender girl she sometimes pretended to be.
"You're lucky you don't have weapons on you," she said, scanning them with her x-ray vision. "Because if you did, this would end differently."
The two men whimpered in fear, too afraid to respond.
"I'm letting you live," Kara declared. "But you know what to say and what not to say, right?" Her voice was sharp and biting.
The men nodded vigorously, their faces pale with terror.
Kara smirked coldly. "Good. And remember this: one of your buddies is already dead, taken by someone dressed like a bat. If anyone asks, that's the story you'll stick to. Got it?"
The drunks nodded again, their fear intensifying. Kara was confident they wouldn't dare defy her.
Satisfied, she turned and began walking away. However, after a few steps, she paused, as if remembering something.
"By the way," she said, turning back to them, her voice dripping with menace, "who came up with the name 'The Strong Girl' for me?"
The men exchanged confused glances before shaking their heads.
It seemed they didn't know the origin of the nickname either. It was likely something that had spread through the small town's grapevine.
Kara sighed. It annoyed her more than it should, but she let it go for now.
Behind her composed and intelligent demeanor, there was another side of Kara that few knew—a volatile, aggressive side that didn't shy away from confrontation. Any criminal or lowlife who crossed her path soon learned their lesson.
Jonathan and Martha Kent, her adoptive parents, had no idea about this hidden side of their "obedient" daughter. To them, she was just a bright and well-mannered young girl with excellent grades.
In truth, however, Kara was infamous among the town's less savory characters. They whispered stories of her beauty, intelligence, and fearsome strength. Some even tried to recruit her into their schemes, but Kara would never stoop to becoming a gang leader.
After ensuring the drunks understood the consequences of crossing her, Kara left the town behind. Walking into a secluded alley, she crouched before leaping into the air and taking flight.
As she soared higher, she reflected on how far she had come in mastering her powers. Her control over her abilities grew stronger every day. Recently, she discovered a unique "biofield" that extended from her body, enhancing her already formidable abilities.
This biofield allowed Kara to manipulate objects more precisely, protecting them from harm. For example, if she caught a falling plane, her biofield would distribute the force evenly, preventing the aircraft from breaking apart. Similarly, she could catch a person falling from great heights without injuring them, using her biofield to cushion the impact.
Even her clothes benefited from this biofield. Despite flying at supersonic speeds, her attire remained intact, protected from the immense forces that would otherwise tear them apart.
Kara marveled at this newfound ability. It was a level of control and finesse that set her apart from others of her kind.
As she flew into the night, she couldn't help but think about the path ahead. There were still so many questions unanswered, and challenges she would inevitably face.
But one thing was certain—Kara wasn't just a girl with superpowers. She was a force to be reckoned with, and anyone who underestimated her would soon regret it.
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