Capítulo 44: Supergirl ~ Legion of Super-Heroes ~ Part One
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If the heroes of Earth-1 hadn't been in and out of the medbay enough times to coax the man to leave for just a few minutes, they would have thought Oliver would have won the Guinness World Record for the longest time spent as a statue.
Not that Barry blamed him, of course. If Kara was the love of his life, he would be spending every second of every day she was in a coma by her side, too. And except for the precious few times he, Thea, and Slade could get Oliver to move, it was either himself, Sara, Slade, Malcolm, Laurel, or one of Kara's team members that took Oliver's place until the archer returned. The Earth-X invasion had proved just how much Oliver loved his fiancée, but if Barry hadn't known then, he knew for sure now.
Because while Kara looked dead, it seemed like seeing his beloved in a coma was killing Oliver slowly, too.
"Two days," Oliver finally muttered, voice slightly hoarse from having barely used it in the past few days.
"I know," was all Barry could find in him to say.
she's been like this," Oliver ground out, shaking his head. "You know, I never thought I would see her like this again after what Cadmus did to her? The Earth-Xers did a number on her, but Cadmus was awful to her. And Overgirl was powerful, but this Kryptonian?"
"We should've been more prepared, man," Barry shook his head. "She surprised all of us."
"She took Ray and Firestorm out without batting an eye, from what we could tell," Oliver deadpanned. "Your lightning did nothing to her. I don't know how much more you could have done."
Barry sighed, then looked up when footsteps entered the medbay. Oliver didn't even look away from where his hands were holding Kara's. "I'm not moving," he said.
"I'm not going to make you," Mon-El shook his head. "Just figured you may want this."
Oliver finally looked away as Mon-El held out an open water bottle for him, and Oliver finally nodded, letting go of Kara's hand with one of his, reaching out to take the drink. "Thank you."
Mon-El nodded, and Barry mouthed "thank you" to the Daxamite before heading for the door to update the others. Mon-El watched him go, then looked down at Kara and sighed. "I'd ask how she's doing, but she looks the same."
"Hasn't moved," Oliver shook his head. "Hasn't made a sound."
Mon-El chewed his lip. "I may have an idea," he finally said.
Oliver blinked and looked up at him. "What?"
"The D.E.O. and Team Flash have tried everything they can to help her, short of going back to Earth-1 and letting . . . uh, whoever Gideon is, try and help her," Mon-El explained. "But the Legion may have something that could work. I didn't want to offer anything right away in case you guys had something that could work, but since Kara's condition hasn't changed . . . "
He shrugged, and Oliver looked between him and Kara. "Did you tell Alex?" he asked.
"I figured I should tell you first," Mon-El said. "I don't know where we stand on the friendship scale, but everyone's desperate to help Kara, and you haven't left her for more than a few minutes. I'm going to tell Alex based on what your answer is."
Oliver looked back down at his limp fiancée, then took a deep breath. "What's your idea?"
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Kara blinked her eyes open, flinching slightly away from the sunlight streaming through her windows. She slowly sat up, scooting to the edge of her bed, and looked around her room, frowning. Something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what.
Knocking interrupted her thoughts, and Kara shook herself more awake, climbing out of bed and moving through her loft. She opened the door to see who was outside, and did a double take when she saw a blue-skinned, white-haired male in a skin-tight black jumpsuit. When he turned around to look at her, she saw three blue lights in his forehead and a familiar upside-down triangle formed by three dots on the chest of his suit.
The man stared at her, looking just as surprised to see her as she was to see him. "It's . . . you," he said faintly, looking at her in awe.
"Can I help you?" Kara asked slowly.
"Now you're talking to me," the man gulped. is talking to me."
Kara leapt forward the moment he said her name. "Inside," she hissed, grabbing him and pushing him inside, closing the door behind them.
"I am Brainiac 5," the man told her as soon as the door shut, turning to face her and linking his fingers together behind his back. "Half-computer, half-organic lifeform, all Coluan, and, not to brag, but a 12th-level intellect." Kara blinked, still confused, and elaborated more. "My name is Querl Dox, but the Legionnaires just call me Brainy."
"Legionnaires?" Kara repeated, blinking rapidly. "Did Mon-El send you?" "Yes!" Querl nodded. "Yes, to make sure that your neural pathways are clear and intact." He picked up a vase of flowers, twisting it this way and that, examining the purple and white blossoms. "Your brain is in truly remarkable health for someone languishing in a coma."
Kara balked, shaking her head. "I'm sorry, did you say a
"Mmm?" Querl turned to her, raising an eyebrow. "Did I bury the lede? You've been in a coma for two days."
Kara shook her head, the wrong feeling growing stronger. "I'm in my loft!"
"Wow," Querl muttered before perking up. "Oh! You mean the physical manifestation of the place in which your subconscious feels most comfortable? That loft?"
Kara gaped like a fish for a few seconds as Querl passed her, then spun around. "If I'm in a coma, how are you here?"
"Mon-El woke me up from hypersleep to communicate with you on behalf of him, your family, and your fellow heroes," he answered. "31st century technology. It's also what's keeping you alive."
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