Supergirl ~ Schott Through The Heart ~ Part Three

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"Well, this is your territory, Telle," Oliver looked around as the seven walked into the factory. "Any ideas?"

"She was in that claw apparatus," Mon-El recalled.

"Suspended from above," Winn nodded grimly.

"We'll find her," Thea promised.

A buzzing came from behind, and James and Thea turned, raising their flashlights to see what was following them. "What is James squinted.

"Is that a plane?" Mon-El blinked.

"No, it's not," Winn blanched. "It's a bomb!"

"Get down!" Slade yelled.

Oliver grabbed Thea and pulled her down behind Slade, James crouching behind Kara, Winn behind Mon-El. The plane exploded just ahead of them, but the three still standing and covering the four bent down didn't budge from their positions. Kara lowered her arm from her face, watching more planes fly towards them. "Go," she ordered. "Find Mary!"

Winn scrambled to his feet, taking off first, followed by James and Thea. "Go," Mon-El nodded to Oliver and Slade, picking a pipe off the ground to use. "We've got this."

"Be careful!" Oliver called, he and Slade running after the others.

A few planes tried to veer off after them, but Kara fired with her heat vision, taking three down in quick succession. "Not my boys!" she growled.

Mon-El smirked as he whacked another plane hard enough to make it explode. boys, huh?"

"They totally are," Kara grinned.

***

"Whoa!" Thea blinked rapidly, trying to shield her eyes as fluorescent purple lights triggered around them. "What the hell?"

The female voice that had delivered the message to the D.E.O. came over the speakers. "Welcome, welcome, to the Willard Walter Wiggins Game Company!"

"We don't care!" Slade growled.

The roar of flames caught Oliver's attention, and he risked a quick glance behind him. "We might want to care about that!"

Winn yelped, looking back at the truck-mounted flamethrower as well. "We got a thing on our twelve!"

"That's our six!" James yelled back.

"I'm very stressed right now!"

The flamethrower suddenly stopped, then the truck started firing at them. Thea dodged one, grunting in annoyance. "Literal Hot Wheels!"

"Can't one of you take care of that?!" Winn looked at Oliver and Slade.

***

"So glad Junior brought his friends," the female voice said as Kara and Mon-El finished destroying the planes

Kara narrowed her eyes, looking around, then locked onto a figure running through the factory. "There she is," she scowled, hurrying off.

She moved through the shelves, frowning as the voice continued. "Heat vision, freeze breath, and so many points of articulation? I think I'll keep you." Two claws suddenly slammed plastic around Kara, and she gagged for breath, struggling to move. "It's so rare to find a vintage superhero in mint condition."

Kara tried firing her heat vision to no avail. "Supergirl!" Mon-El called behind her.

Kara kept trying to breathe, and Mon-El ran towards her, only for something green and definitely not an arrow to whip past him. Mon-El dropped to the floor and rolled onto his back, staring at the very large toy dinosaur stomping towards him. He gulped, then kept rolling out of reach, avoiding the T-rex's stomps and bites, trying to get back to his feet and get to Kara before she choked.

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"Any time now!" Thea yelled.

Oliver reached up and grabbed an arrow from his quiver, turning around and firing. It hit the truck dead center, and with a click of a button on his bow, the arrow detonated, blowing the truck up with it. "Oh," Winn smiled weakly. "Thank you."

"Winn," Slade pointed with his sword.

Winn turned to see where he was looking, and he blanched. "Mom!"

Wheels on concrete made him turn, and the quintet saw the miniature trucks racing towards them. Thea took a deep breath, pulling the safety off her gun. "OK. Miniature trucks. I got this."

"We got this," James amended.

"We'll have your six," Oliver told Winn. "Go get your mother."

Winn gulped, then nodded and ran towards the claw, Oliver and Slade splitting up in different directions to watch his back.

***

Mon-El finally scooted back far enough that he could get to his feet without risking getting hit by the T-rex again. "Kara, I got you!" he yelled, running towards the toy casing. When the T-rex swung its tail, Mon-El veered to the right, and the tail broke through the plastic, making Kara fly out, the Kryptonian violently gasping for breath. "You OK?" Mon-El asked, stopping a few feet away.

Kara weakly gave him a thumbs up, and Mon-El nodded, turning his focus back on the T-rex. Something blue caught his eye, and he hit a smirk. He ran in the opposite direction of Kara, jumping and rolling across the table in his way and grabbing the long blue cape-like cloth on it. The T-rex smashed through the table easily, but Mon-El came away with the fabric intact.

Kara got to her feet, watching in shock as Mon-El grasped the cloth with both hands, smacking the T-rex in the face with it, hard enough to bat it away. He did it once more before wrapping the cloth around its tail, pulling with all his might. The T-rex stumbled into the wall, and Mon-El hovered in the air, surveying his work before lashing out with the cloth. It wrapped around the T-rex's neck, and Mon-El yanked hard, bringing the T-rex down to the ground. It didn't move again.

Kara was still staring in shock, even as she hurried over to join him. Mon-El grinned at her stupefied face, then held up the fabric in his hand. "Cloth magic," he explained.

Kara grinned widely, giggling a bit as Mon-El dropped the cloth to the floor.

***

"Mom!" Winn called, running into the room his mother was held in.

"Turn around and leave right now!" Mary barked.

Winn shook his head, pulling a lever to release the claw. "I'm here to rescue you."

"Don't Luke Skywalker me," Mary snapped, climbing down. "This crazy woman is trying to kill you! Don't give her the chance!"

A bullet shot past Mary and shattered the screen showing an hourglass timer, and Winn gulped, turning around to see a blonde woman aiming a gun at him. "Well, if it isn't Toyman Jr.," she sneered. "Barreling headlong into danger. I see your father left you none of his brains."