65 - Execution

For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you.

(Matthew 6:14)

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Kara floated above the churning ocean.

The ever chaotic sea filled with towering waves crashing against each other and mighty winds that made one feel the wrath of Nature. The mightiest of earth's nature, unexplored by mankind, hiding mysteries in its depth.

Kara felt her sense overwhelm by the sheer chaotic nature of such place. She was surrounded by ocean all side with wind fluttering her cape. She was here on a mission. A mission to capture some worthless criminals.

She had been stationed in a country after removing all its terrorist. She was meant to remain as a show of force and authority. She felt no guilt watching all those burn, she felt relieved that they were all dead. While she remained, she saw the aftereffect of all that the terrorist did, they were really not worth calling humans, even by the kindest souls.

She stayed until night, before returning to Smallville. She had already made sure that no trouble would lift its head before returning. She was tense until she came back home. Home. She wanted to stay with Martha for the night, and moreover she had promised to return for dinner. Martha asked no questions and served her dinner with the same warm smile that she had become so used to.

Martha had grown on her, her presence calming her. She understood why Kal-El grew up to be what he is.

Kara cherished the warmth and the creaking bed gave her peace. She slowly forgot the feeling of alienation at home. She didn't feel like she was not fitting in places. Martha was one of the main reasons she could felt that way.

She slept well, the area around her house was only filled with the sound of animals. The nature of the night. She had grown used to them too. No more sleepless nights and only peace. She thought of herself no more as a hero, no more as a beacon of hope, just a normal person.

Kara understood not why, but she was adjusting. Finally, slowly, slowly let go of her past.

But when she got up in the morning, Zion hit her up. He had given her a phone, highly advanced one.

He had a mission for her. Nothing much, just cleaning trash. He gave her many targets for her to clean up. These targets were around the whole world, spread across the globe, sinking their poisonous claw deep into the system. Normally, such a large scale mission need multiple countries' agreement and move of massive political power.

However, who dares to question the King's decision. Zion didn't inform them.

Kara ate her breakfast and left to her job. She was being paid for her duties. How can a King not pay his knight? Kara's account balance was in millions. She without knowing had become his sword, maybe she did.

Kara still wonder how easy it was for Zion to take over earth. She wonder how Kal-El had not taken over earth, however she also understood that Kal-El would never do that. But she still thought that the superhero work was inefficient in solving the problems in society.

Kara flew through the sky as she check the first target. This one was near and was only a building.

[ Crime: Arms dealing, Support of Terrorism, Rape and Murder ]

[ Sentence: Death ]

["Just collapse the building"]

Kara closed the phone and appeared above the building, high up in the sky that she was nothing but a dot. She scanned the building for her targets and the surrounding for potential escapees. After confirming that there will be not innocent casualties, she dropped.

She stopped levitating and just dropped. The gravity pulled at her, her velocity increasing and increasing until she became a Kryptonian missile. After a minute, her feat touched the roof and it turned to dust on impact.

*BOOM*

Her body fell through uninterrupted by anything until she landed on the basement. Her landing caused the whole ground to sink as crater extended beyond the building.

The building that was okay one moment began to crack the next. Cracks extended through the building as its foundation broke causing the building to collapse on itself. The four story building sung to the ground, throwing dust and rubble across the street.

*boom*

Kara jumped out of the rubble and scanned the area for any surviving target. She saw that some were crushed and others were stuck under rubble. She cared not to finished them of as she flew away. Kara didn't want to kill recklessly but they were going to die anyway. And she cared not for garbage.

Kara then selected the second target and flew there.

The same stuff, different way. Kara dropped down and killed if she could or just blasted them with Heat vision if she wanted precision. Cold breath and some punches to break bones. She moved from one target to another, taking them all out without much care.

No force expected the attack, nor were they ready for one. Kara was like an unstoppable wind that blew through their straw huts. No weapon or man could stop her.

Kara ticked off nearly all of her targets by afternoon, her next one leading her to the middle of the Atlantic ocean.

[ Crimes: Human trafficking, Wildlife trafficking, Kidnapping and Exploitation, Murder ]

[ Sentence: To Hell ]

["Kill on sight"]

Kara read the description and scanned the massive cargo ship. The sight caused her brow to furrow in anger. The places she had hit before were small compared to this.

Hundred of container were filled with humans, Man, woman, children. All imprisoned like animals. Most looked as they were dead, their eyes hollow. The children looked malnourished and traumatized. They all cuddled together in so much fear that Kara's vision turned red in pure rage.

She then scanned for all others, and it infuriated her more.

The men who had imprisoned them were partying, getting drunk and forcing themselves on their to-be victims. They had men woman, children, bound and unbound, crying for mercy as these beasts tried to force themselves on them.

On the other side was the past victims, chained naked to the wall for their sadistic pleasure. Their body were impaled in places it should not be. Kara couldn't imagine the horror they have experienced.

Kara moved, not thinking once before she turned all the monsters into blood mist. She pulled no punched and turned everything wrong to nothing. She crushed their body, divided them with her heat vision, froze them in ice.

No wall blocked her as she tore the monsters with her bare hand.

*SWISH*

It all happened in an instant, the victims were still begging when the wind blew them back. They lifted their heads and saw gore and blood as their capture were broken beyond recognition. They didn't know what happened, but a storm had killed their horror.

Kara was on the other side of the ship, her dress untouched.

She scanned the place, all were dead, yet her anger not. She was fuming, she didn't understand why humans would do this to their own kind.

*Ping*

Kara pulled the phone from her belt. It showed a location a few kilometer from where she was, to an island.

["Take them there."]

Kara understood as she kept the phone back and dived into the ocean. She swam under the cargo ship and lifted it. Her muscles strained as she exerted a force beyond normal. Her breath steady, her hand sunk. She covered the whole ship in her tactical telekinesis, stopping the ship from breaking due its weight.

The medium sized cargo ship weighting in tens of thousands of tons was lifted from the ocean. Those that were in the ship freaked out as they rushed to the window and saw the ocean drain? No, they were floating up. They moved to figure what happened but Kara began to fly in the island's direction.

The massive ship flew horizontally towards the horizon.

Kara didn't feel the strain much, just felt the ship was a bit heavy. As heavy as a kilo to a human. She carried the ship through the ragging wind and crashing waves, unperturbed. After flying for an hour she arrived at the nearest habitable Island.

She lowered the ship back into the ocean, softly as she could and pulled it to the shore. She pulled the ship fully into the shore and flew back up. She lifted the containers one by one and placed them on the ground, carefully.

She unloaded all the containers from the ship. Even tore the whole crew section and put it down.

The kidnapped cuddled together as they felt the container moved. They felt fear that they have finally arrived at their hell. Ready to be sold like sheep. The hope full of them wished it was rescue. They preyed that they were being taken from this hell.

They looked to the door with gazes containing many emotions.

The door creaked and bend as it was ripped from its hinges before being thrown off. Light flooded the dark confinement causing all to squint their eyes. The women blocked the light with their arms, squinting through the fingers to see who its was.

All they saw was the bright red 'S' and the fluttering cape, figure blackened by the flooding light. They knew what the 'S' stood for.

"Superman?" The woman at the front spoke, unable to see the figures face due to the light.

"No.." Kara replied as she turned away.

"Then?" The woman asked, wanting to know who it was.

Kara thought for a moment, She didn't have a hero moniker, but Martha did. "Supergirl, call me Supergirl," Kara answered.

Kara then moved away from the container and ripped the doors of the other. She tore them away as it was easier for her. It was similar to tearing wet tissue paper. The thumping sound of metal door hitting the ground reverberated through. Those that were still sealed felt hope while those that were free gathered themselves and moved to release other.

The women released the men and the men spread to release others.

Kara tore opened the door to the children, who cuddle to the back in fear. But they rushed forward when they say the 'S'. Hope was ignited as their hero was here. They didn't notice Kara, but the 'S', they notice hope.

Kara freaked a bit at the children running to her crying. She didn't know how to react and the momentary lapse caused her to be surrounded by crying kid who hugged her tight. Kara looked around, struggling, not knowing how to calm them.

She was in a conundrum until a group a woman rushed to the children and separated them from Kara. They soothed the children in different language. The men didn't watch as they let the woman sooth the children, they didn't want to scare the children anymore. The women spread and soothed the other children.

Kara slipped away from the children and a ping came from her belt.

["Rescue will arrive in 30"]

Kara kept the phone back in and waited for thirty minutes. She didn't want to leave, her presence assured the people. The people who had calmed down, fell to the floor in gratitude. They cried their gratefulness to Kara, but Kara only felt more awkward.

After 30 minutes, a battalion of navy and choppers arrived to the island. They moved immediately seeing the mess. Broken cargo ship and hundred of containers covering the whole beach. The military who moved were guarded as they moved to the people. They fear Kara and the man who commanded. They began checking the people and giving them juice to hydrate before they moved to check their conditions.

Kara watched them for few minutes to make sur everything was alright before she flew away. She still had many other people to kill.