Full of Fates

Supergirl:

"Selina," I say, grabbing and shaking her. "Selina. Come on. Wake up."

Eventually replying with a moan, her eyes snap open.

"Uh," she cries, turning her head left and right. "What happened? Where the heck is that magical bastard?"

Selian growling, she then opens her hand, claws shooting out of her fingers.

"He's gone," I quickly answer, looking back at the sky.

"What," Selina asks, the claws disappearing. "Where? When? How long was I out?"

"I can't answer that right now. He found him. Dr. Fate found him and he's going to him. Listen, I'm going to help him. You can drive back."

Leaping into the air before I can hear whatever it is Selina just said, I hover for a bit.

"Where did you go? Where did you go? Which way?"

Stopping when I see a bunch of lights not too far away, I fly toward them as fast as I can.

The Man:

One of the dozen and dozen of Dr. Fates ripping a vent from the rooftop, he tosses it right at me. The giant piece of steel flying my way, I run toward, slipping under it at the last second. The vent flying off the roof, I pull from my jacket a kunai.

Screaming as I stab Dr. Fate in the neck with my kunai, a bright light pouring out from his wounds. Crying as he places his hand on his wounds, he moans for a bit before disappearing into a glow.

Having no time to spare, I turn around and throw my kunai. My kunai hits another Dr. Fate square in his chest, light can be seen leaking through. Falling from the sky, he drops only a few feet before disappearing into the same glow like the ones before.

As this one Dr. Fate disappeared, three more crosses appeared out of thin air and four Dr. Fates fly out from each of them.

"You cannot beat us," a Dr. Fate brags. "Our powers are near limitless."

"Yeah, so are my kunai," I reply. Reaching into my jackets, I pull out small handfuls of kunai and pellets. "So are my pellets."

Tossing everything in my hands, my kunai and pellets all simultaneously go off, unleashing thick smoke clouds, explosions, and deafening sound waves. While many are knocked out of the sky and vanish, many others are forced back.

Seeing an opportunity, I turn and start to run away. Running across the rooftops as fast as I can, I jump over a ledge and onto the rooftop of an adjacent building. Leaping and sliding across a vent, I stop when displacer orbs hit the floor in front of me. Leaving behind scorch marks, I step back but stop again when a beam hits the same exact vent.

A glow pulling the vent from the rooftop raises it right above my head. Looking past the vents, I see more Dr. Fates than ever before. Easily 50 of them, maybe even more, they're all focused on one thing and one thing only: me.

One Dr. Fate throwing the vent, a few more tossing displacer orbs, and a bunch firing magical beams, I suck in my guts and twist my body to dodge everything. Jumping over a beam and ducking under an incoming orb, the vent hitting my hairs as it shoots past me, I once again have to stop when my heel hits a wall.

"No," I think, looking behind. "Not a wall but the rooftop's railing."

Looking over the railing, I see a seven stories drop onto the empty Gotham's streets. Now looking back in front, I see all the Dr. Fates slowly close in on me.

"You are trapped," one of them says.

"And our magic shows us you cannot fly," another Dr. Fate adds.

"Prepare for the end," a third says, raising both his hands. The rest of them follow, they all raise their hands.

I cross my arms and prepare for the worst.

"Hit me with your best shot," I say.

Magical beams from all angels shoot out and head my way, I watch as they get closer and closer to me. Thinking of what I could, what I can do, I lose my entire thought process when I see a blue and red blur flying toward us.

Supergirl:

"Oh no," I say, seeing The Man surrounded by an army of Dr. Fates. With his back to the ledge, he had no way to run. "So why isn't he using his powers?"

I understand why he can't use a teleporter. With all these Dr. Fates around, they could flood into the base if The Man uses the teleporter, but why isn't he using any of his powers. He once told me he tried not to use his power unless the 'situation' call for it. I think in this case, the situation does call for it.

Flying as fast as I can, about to reach him, I couldn't believe my eyes when I see all the Dr. Fates raise their hands. Magic gathering in their hands, they all then fire, the beams shooting toward The Man.

"Nnooo," I cry, flying faster than I thought I could. Reaching him before the beams could hit him, I spread out my arms and shields him.

Dr. Fates:

We watch as both the stranger with glasses and Supergirl vanish into an eruption of thick blue and gold smokes, the sound of our magic causing every window to shatter and us to fall back.

"That was not part of the plan," one of us states. "We were only meant to eliminate the stranger. Not Supergirl."

"Supergirl may not have been a part of the plan," another one of us says, "But nevertheless, we accomplish our goal. We kill the stranger."

"So why is the timeline still a blur," asks another one of us.

"What do you mean?"

"I am looking at the timeline now, and I do not see any changes. The future is still unclear."

"How is that possible? The stranger is dead."

"No, he is not. Look."

With a strong wind pushing the thick smoke away, we see clearly the stranger still standing, with Supergirl in his arms.

Supergirl:

Looking up, I see The Man looking down at me, his arms wrapped around me.

"Are you okay," he asks.

"Yeah," I reply after a while. "Wait, are you?"

"Fine," he replies, letting me go. "I don't know how this sounds, but I have a high resistance to magic. Unlike you. No offense."

"None taken."

I couldn't believe my eyes. Despite all the magical beams and the massive boom, The Man looks completely unfazed. He's not flinching, limping, or even moaning. He looks fine.

The Man:

Seeing Kara alone, I couldn't help but notice something.

"Where is Catwoman," I ask, looking around. "She's not with you."

"I had to leave her."

"What do you mean you had to leave her? Why did you leave her?"

"I left her to save you."

"For the record," I start, putting up a finger. "And let it be said, I never ever ask for your help. I especially don't need it when it comes to fighting Dr. Fate and his army of fellow dorks."

"Well sorry I came then," Supergirl says, shoving me. Before I can say anything, something shoots past our heads, destroying parts of the railing.

"Speaking of Dr. Fate and his army of fellow dorks," I say, turning back to Kara. "Uh, can we put this on hold?"

"Fine," Kara says, clenching her fist. About to fly, I grab her hand.

"No. There are way too many for a fistfight. Cover me while I set up an exit."

"On it."

"Lady first," I smile.

Taking the first turn, Kara uses her laser vision to push all the Dr. Fates further back. A few pushing through, they prepare magical attacks but before they could fire, I throw kunai at them. The kunai hitting and killing them, they all vanish.

"Don't worry," I say when I hear Kara gasp. "They're not real. They're just puppets, made from magic. I'll explain later."

Kara gives me an opening, I pull a teleporter and start to set it up. Taking less than a minute, I peek over the ledge.

"Time to go," I say, nudging my head over the ledge.

"Gladly," she replies.

Tossing the teleporter over the ledge, a portal opens in mid-air. Jumping off ourselves, we fall through the portal before any Dr. Fate can enter with us.