Worlds Collide

[Cptdragon9]

 

The bar was a dive, no matter how you sliced it.  It was probably intimidating by itself, with half boarded up windows, flickering lighting due to a failing ballast, and whitewashed clapperboards over cinderblock walls.  The only color was the plethora of alcohol advertisements, several in faded neon gas; all that seemed to only add to the dreariness of the building rather than add any sort of appeal.  Still it was appealing to some folks.  A line of heavy Harleys stretched across the front of the building like a thick metal and leather fence, punctuated on both ends with suped-up duelies.  Two men remained outside to watch over the precious rides, smoking a joint between them between swallows of nondescript beer.

 

Inside was just as dreary, and darker, with the only lighting emanating from behind the bar and a singular bulb over the pool table.  Smoke wafted over the whole affair as what barely passed for music grated from the jukebox.  Men laughed and cursed and occasionally threw a punch.

 

In the middle of all this hubbub sat a distinctly different individual.  He was a monster.  In size alone he was nearly double the bulk of the heaviest man in the room.  He was clad in biker leathers like the rest of the room, but it made the man’s chalky skin seem that much whiter.  The hair was an oily black and seemed to have a mind of its own as it wavered unkempt.  Even the thick smoke seemed to dance around him, not wanting to touch him.  He was adding his own aroma to the mix, a pungent mix of bad cigar smoke from his dog rocket coupled with his own musk was enough to keep the rest of the bar at bay, giving him at least a 12-foot diameter of empty, packing the rest of the patrons closer together.

 

The monster of a man didn’t notice.  He was currently perusing the want ads in the newspaper, his red eyes glowing as he furrowed his brow, the thick stub of a finger slowly rolling down the page…

 

                                                                          

[Power Girl]

Suddenly, an 18 year old, 6'1",  extremely beautiful, super huge, round, perfect  breasts, female  teen of steel, known as Power Girl, appeared right in front of of Lobo like a pop of a bubble.  She was holding a tray of extremely delicious Christmas cookies and a large pitcher of great tasting  eggnog which she both made personally.  She was dressed in her action attire but it was mixed with festive, Christmas  attire  like a Santa cap on her the top of her head, garland around her neck like a necklace and another like a belt around her waist.  Little Christmas wreaths were around the top of each boot of hers.  Her cape also had a temporary  message which read Santa's little helper.  She wasn't even aware she wasn't even at the Red Dragon Inn anymore for her eyes were closed as she singing a most lovely, perfect singing voice.  "Hark the Herald Angels sing, glory to the newborn King.  ...I've got more eggnog and cookies everyone."  She then continued singing fantastically utterly unaware where she was.  

 

[Cptdragon9]

The sudden appearance of the buxom blond was like a bright light in the dank bar; a light that definitely drew the attention of all the bikers in the bar.  Jaws dropped.  Some drooled.  As a singular collective, then began to move in towards the angelic festive figure, arms held out much like starving zombies.

 

Until the monster in the room got involved…

 

The Czarnian had only looked up when he heard the strange sound.  He flipped down the edge of the newspaper to look over the top edge, curious as to what had caused it, and for a second even he was stunned; not so much that somebody had just ‘ported into the room, but that she was quite the dish.  He then noticed the others in the room moving towards her.

 

Lobo was not a chivalrous person.  No, he was definitely interested in her for more personal reasons and he slowly stood up, letting his massive frame just about fill the space; giving everyone else just a moment to think twice.  Most had common sense, but there was large individual who would have been an impressive specimen of manhood in a normal room, but dwarfed in comparison to the bounty hunter.  He, however had been drinking heavily as he draped a hand over Power Girl’s shoulder.  “Hey ..Baby… “ he managed to slur as the Czarnian raised a brow, watching for now, just to see what might happen.

[Power Girl]

Kara opened her eyes to look about when the tall, brutish man draped his hand over her shoulder and when he spoke in his intoxicated breath, "Hey, baby..."  The ultra gorgeous, very well endowed, 6'1", Kryptonian teen glanced about and she knew immediately that this wasn't the Red Dragon Inn by the clientele and the interior.  This was definitely not where she was a second ago but somewhere else entirely.  Did someone cast a magic spell on her as a Christmas joke?  She didn't find it very funny if that happened.  Still, she'll control her temper and show good manners.  Kara decided to speak calmly and politely to this stranger as she introduced herself nicely with a friendly smile.  "Please, sir, my name is not Baby.  It is Kara Zor-L and I am also known as Power Girl. Please do help yourself with the eggnog  and cookies.  I made them myself and they are most delicious to consume.  Where on Del Mar am I?  This isn't the Red Dragon Inn where I was at celebrating Christmas.  This is rather confusing to me.  Also, please take your arm and hand off of me.  I would truly appreciate it if you do.  I would hate to use force on you if you don't comply to my wishes.  I do assist Mr. Brimstone in many capacities  including being a bouncer.  Now please do as I ask."

[Cptdragon9]

Lobo continued to stare at the duo, his eyes dancing over her figure.  Yeah, she was “well endowed”, but she also had muscles, and was pretty tall to boot, though she was perhaps a bit too young for his tastes.  She might well be the bouncer she claimed to be.

 

Still the dunce that was making his moves on her didn’t seem to get the memo.  He reached over, taking up one of the glasses of eggnog and tried to drink it, spilling it pretty much everywhere before dropping the glass, the pieces shattering on the concrete floor.  “Drink’s pretty tasty,” he commented, wiping his face with his now free hand while he continued to drape himself on her shoulder.  “An’ I bet yer cookies are too.”  And with a grin he reached around to grab at her assets….

 

Then suddenly he was gone.  There had been a rattling metallic sound, followed by a whoosh right next to her ear, then a crashing sound behind her.  Lobo then slowly wrapped the chain back around his arm, pulling the now bloody hook across the floor, leaving a long smear of brain matter across the dirty floor as he stood up.  “Yer lost,” he commented before drawing again on the cigar.

 

If this was a normal business, the cops probably would have been called, but clearly the law didn’t hold sway here.  The crowd had merely parted, then fallen back into place, hiding the gruesome scene behind them.  Perhaps someone would clean up the mess later.  More likely not.

 

Lobo was eyeing her again.  Though she was pretty statuesque, the Main Man was head and shoulders above her.  “Dis ain’t ‘Del Mar’, or wherever yer from.  Dis is Earth. Or at least one of ‘em.”  Lobo had learned quite a while ago that this version of his least favorite rock in space was a bit different from the last one he’d seen, the Big one being that the Blue Boyscout was actually the boss, but had for some stupid reason decided to leave his cushy job and head off into space; leaving the grunts here to duke it out amongst themselves.  Now the Main Man could have easily just taken over the job and put and end to the squabbling, but frankly he didn’t like this rock enough to bother ruling over it.  No, he planned just to sit things out and keep himself busy doing what he did best:  Bounty hunting.  Once he scraped up enough cash to fix his Hawg, he was so gone from this place.

[Power Girl]

"I'm on Earth???", echoed Kara as she set down the tray of eggnog and cookies on Lobo's table.  She began to use her super vision to scan the outside of this bar as she continued to speak to Lobo.  "The question is which Earth for there are basically an infinity of them and not to mention various timelines.  So the question is when am I on Earth should come up to as well is there another me either walking or flying around on this planet.  There are a lot of versions of me on various Earths.  By the way, my name is Kara Zor-L, though I've been called Power Girl.  One version of me is called Supergirl, Kara Zor-El.  My last name  ends with an "L" while Supergirl ends her with an "E, L".  We are both from our versions of Krypton although, in some alternate universes, Krypton still lives and in s few of them Krypton developed a large colony on Earth.   My cousin Kal-L is known as Superman and I know he wouldn't appreciate it for you killing a drunken man even though you may believe it was a noble act.  I was going to give him a squeeze on his hand which would have great pain using a bit of my super strength.  I would not have killed him.  Hmmm.....Is there a Daily Planet here or a Daily Star?  That would help me to decide which Earth I'm on but even then which version.   

       

       I will miss Del Mar though for it was becoming my home and I loved all the people there.  Humans from the Middle Ages, Elves, Pixies, Dwarves, Unicorns, Pegasuses, Dragons, and so many, many more.  I even crossbred a unicorn with a pegasus and had a herd of them.  I was a superheroine on that world helping others as well as working with Mr. Brimstone in his bar.  I wonder if he'll try to find me?  One creature I'll never forget is a were-rabbit.  That was a very dangerous creature indeed.  

        

      Normally, I would arrest you, sir, but I may noit have the authority to do that on this world.  I doubt too that the local law enforcement personnel can handle you.  You are are far too powerful to them.  Are there any superheroes and superheroines on this Earth?  

 

       By the way, sir, who are you?  I definitely do not know your race.  You could be some kind of Orc or Ogre if we were on Del Mar.  Maybe a Half-Orc or a Half-Ogre.  I fear you are an unknown to me.  Still, thank you, sir, for your action.  I would not have killed him though.  If my cousin Kal-L, or Superman, was here he might have crushed his hand or totally broke his arm if he saw what that poor, drunken man was about to do to me." 

 

(OOC -  What does Kara see with her super vision from out side the bar? )  

[Cptdragon9]

 

Most of what Lobo heard was “blah blah blah” as the chick motor-mouthed constantly.  A few words of note did catch his ear:  “Krypton”  “Superman”  “Kal-L.”  Those were good words to know.  Not that he was afraid of the boyscout or any of his cousins, but it would prove that any fight the skirt got into would garner attention.  The Czarnian was exactly a shrinking violet, but if wanted to sneak up on a bounty, having this chick in tow was bound to mess things up.  It was laughable about being arrested.  No way was the Main Man about to find himself behind bars, even if this wanna be supe though she was a cop.

It was only after she asked him the question, or more correctly the question followed by a lot of commentary, did he bother to answer.  He drew himself up a little, his head nearly scraping the ceiling, making him bend a bit, before jabbing a thumb in his chest.  “Name’s Lobo.  Intergalactic bounty hunter.  Last Czarnian.  Kinda slummin’ it til I get muh Hawg fixed, den I’m off this rock.”

 

So far, the rest of the bar seemed to settle down.  Smarter folks just left, figuring the cops would come a calling eventually, though nobody had yet called them, not even the owners of the joint.  Dead bodies seemed to a tolerated norm here.  The Tenderloin section of San Fran was notoriously dangerous in general.  Often the police ignored the section in lieu of the more tourist-centric areas of the city, so Lobo’s presence caused just a mild rumble.  Kara, however; might draw more attention, especially with her talk of arresting folks, which is why he stood up to begin with.  He might be the only person that could actually “escort” the super-teen out of the building; and he probably would enjoy slugging it out with her, but it would be more practical to get her to leave quietly.

 

Yeah, sometimes the Main Man actually thought with his brain.  “Lets git ya outta here; someplace where you c’n get sometin’ good to eat and drink.  Dis place is a dive.”  He did catch the eye of the bartender, giving him a subtle wink… well as subtle as the Main Man can muster.

 

Meanwhile Kara would scan with her X-ray peepers to see a pretty typical San Fran.  Most of the buildings and landmarks looked normal, though the Teen Titan’s tower West in the bay was missing; and the towering Cross Technologies building would be a new sight; but for the most part it all looked the same as the previous incarnation she knew.

 

                                                                                            

 

[Power Girl]

     "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Lobo, sir.", spoke Kara in a real friendly, cheerful tone of voice.   "It must be lonely to be the last of your race.  Hopefully, someday, you'll meet someone from your world who escaped it's destruction.  I have.  Is a hawg a kind of vehicle?  Maybe I can fix it.  I know a lot about science and engineering and a number of other things.  What's broken, Mr. Lobo, sir?"

 

      The Kryptonian teen let Lobo escort her out this bar.  "I do want to see  your vehicle, sir.  What's broken on it?  I can always wield things together with my heat vision.  Also, would you mind if I dress more like  a human teen before we find a place to eat and drink?  The way I am dressing now might bring attention to me.  I don't mind my so called open window, nor that I never wear a bra, but normal Earth teen girls of my age do'n't wear female Kryptonian attire.  I need to disguise myself and go undercover.  This way I can learn more about this Earth and this city of San Francisco.  I would like to explore it and learn all that I can from it."   

 

      Kara  paused and then continued.  "I wonder if this city has a Malt Shop where I can have a double cheeseburger, fries and a tall strawberry shake while I listen music from the jukebox.  You know I can easily fly to Disneyland from here.  Maybe visit a few Hollywood studios too."

[Cptdragon9]

Lobo rolled his eyes as they stepped out into the street.  Feetal's Giz! Does this chick not have an off button?  She yammered on worse than Manga Khan did when she hired him to take out JLA international.  That one was insane.   Surely his luck didn't have him stumble across another dimwitted nutcase?  Still there were Some notes in that rambling run- on sentence of a woman that made sense.  She did stick out like a sore thumb.  At least Lobo dressed like the locals, even if he were a bit taller than them.....

 

The Main Man turned to the nearest guy standing there.  Frankly any red- blooded American biker was standing there, staring  at the voluptuous teen.  Many of the more adventurous probably would have at minimum made a pass at her if it weren't for the presence of the Czarnian; whom now grabbed the guy by the front of his leather vest.  "Strip," he growled at the dude.  The guy hesitated, but then began shucking off his leathers when Lobo leaned in closer and growled.

 

Soon the Czarnian was handing over a set of leathers, along with a flannel shirt; to  Kara.  "Put 'em on, til ya find better stuff ta fit ya."  He turned away, not so's much to give her any privacy to dress, but to look over the collection of bikes parked outside the bar.  He turned to look at the nearly naked man shivering in the evening cold.  "Dis yer?" he asked, pointing at one of the heavier Harleys.  The man nodded quickly so Lobo straddled the bike, kicking  it to life.  "Whenever yer ready," he barked at Kara.

 

                           

[Power Girl]

                  "No", simply stated Kara firmly as she gave the clothes back to the nearly naked man.  "Stealing is wrong. Not only is it against this world's law it is, more importantly, against one of God's Laws.  So is killing an innocent man like what you did.  These actions of yours are even against the Girl Scouts laws and code of honor.  My cousin Kal-L, or Superman, would be highly against these actions of yours and so am I.   Now please get off this gentleman's vehicle.  If you wish to compensate him for borrowing it for a brief period of time, that would be one thing.  However, Mr. Lobo, if you steal this vehicle, I will stop you.  Thou shall not steal.  Thou shall not kill."    

 

                    Kara prepared herself to fight at full strength with no holding back.  She had no fear of this man and she showed it to him that she didn't.  She, Power Girl, fought against the injustice and law breakers.  The 18 year old, 6'1", Kryptonian teen protected and saved others from disasters and from those who would menace them.  This appeared to her that this was one of those times.  She was a supeb fighter knowing many Kryptonian, Amazon and Del Mar techniques and she will use them on this gentleman if she had to. 

[Cptdragon9]

Lobo gave a low sigh and rolled those demonic red eyes.  At any other time, on any other night, he wouldn’t have hesitated to go toe to toe with the skirt.  As is was, they were drawing too much attention.  “fine,” he snarled before turning back to the nearly naked man.  “Ya don’t mind lettin’ th’ skirt borrow yer clothes, do ya?”

 

The guy looked between the behemoth still straddled on his motorcycle and the statuesque blond looking cross.  It took a moment to debate the pros and cons of any answer he might put forth before deciding to err on the side of caution.  “Ss,.,,sure.  No problem.”

 

“An’ the bike?  I promise ta bring it back in tip top shape.  Even’ll fill th’ tank.”

 

 

The guy seriously doubted that but he’d seen the monster at work before and definitely did not want to be on the receiving end of it.  “F… fine with me,” he shrugged.

 

Lobo now turned with a smiling sneer to Kara.  “Happy?  Now Git dressed.  We got’s someplace ta be.”

[Power Girl]

Kara sighed and got dressed with the borrowed clothing and then got on the bike  "I'll pay the both of you back for your kindness towards me later", she promised them as she did. 

 

The young Kryptonian then whispered into Lobo's ear.  "You are not a nice, gentleman, sir.  Do you enjoy being mean and a bully to everyone you meet in order to acquire something?  I'm not like that at all.  To be perfectly honest, I really don't want to fight you because I don't want to hurt you nor destroy property in the area where we would be fighting.  We could accidentally hurt someone or worse."  She paused and then added.  "What about an arm wrestle with me?" 

 

She then asked him.  "By the way, where are we going, Mr. Lobo, sir?   Do you know this area because I don't.  I hope we didn't take his money and valuables  too in these clothes I am wearing now.  I would rather earn money honestly or look for it where people have lost it or buried it.  I can even invent something which this Earth does not have yet.  Also, I am a superb entertainer, model, chef, bartender, accountant and many other things."  
 

[Power Girl]

(OOC - Have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!  🎅🤶🎄☃️)

[Cptdragon9]

(you too!)

 

Lobo was already beginning to regret his actions.  The chick was yipping in his ear like one of those Chihuahua dog things and it was beginning to grate on his nerve, causing him to clench his teeth tighter and tighter until his jaw ached, which was why he didn’t answer any of her inane questions.

 

A few turns took them in a relatively brighter street (brighter compared to where they had started from), then powered it down into the driveway of a small garage, lit with a fluorescent street lamp, bathing everything in a bluish white light.  He dismounted the Harley then went to the 1^st of 2 bays, gripped the handle and sent it rolling upwards with perhaps a little too much effort as the door pounded against the back of the bay and nearly came rolling back forward again, only to be stopped with a meaty hand.

 

Inside was Lobo’s Hawg.  Or at least it could have been his precious ride at one time.  Might well have been functional at one time, maybe even flown the cosmos; but now it was a giant spherical paperweight, like somebody had grabbed the bike and balled it up in a fist before chucking it across the universe.

It was at this sight that Lobo showed a tiny bit of emotion, a tear threatening to run down that chalky cheek.  He now turned to Kara, a bit of a snarl crawling back across his face.  “Tink ya c’n fix it?”

[Power Girl]

Kara spoke with true compassion in her voice as she asked.  "Mr. Lobo, sir, how did this happen?  How did you escape from massive injury if you were on this vehicle of yours?   This is in a  simply horrible condition.  Do you have the blueprints or a diagram for this, sir,  because I can't do miracles.  We'll definitely need parts for it if you want to keep it and not get a new one."

 

The statuesque, well endowed, 18 year old Kryptonian teen studied Lobo's Hawg for a minute longer using  her wide range of various super visions powers and then stated to Lobo.  "I am going to unball this but there are numerous major and minor cracks, bumps and other damage like missing parts to it that there is a high probability that this will snap in two when I will do this."  Power Girl then used her super strength and most carefully, and gently, unballed Lobo's Hawg to a more recognizable shape to him.  Still, the frame appeared to snap in two from a major crack in the middle of it.  Kara used her heat vision to meld the metal, and her hands to smooth it and a bit of her super breath to cool it.      

 

"This is the best I can do so far, Mr. Lobo, sir.  I'm not a miracle worker.  This vehicle of yours is going to need lots of work on it before it'll be functional again."  She paused and then queried.  "Is it possible you can acquire a newer model, sir?"

[Cptdragon9]

Again with the yammering. Her voice screeched on the inside of his skull making him grit his teeth but he remained stoic quiet, otherwise he knew he was going to say something.  If his bike wasn’t involved, he probably would has slugged her.  Thankfully the girl seemed to shut up for a moment while she manhandled his Hawg.  He might have attempted it himself except he wasn’t exactly known to be precise and concise when he fixed things.

 

Well, it Was better.  It did sort of look like his bike, but nothing was straight.  The welding itself did hold, but it was far from an even bead, probably because the whole frame warped in 4 directions along the length of the spine.  The engine still looked like crap; there were gaps where material was missing.  The pipes almost looked like a bow.

 

The Czarnian slumped, his back resting against the wall before he slid down the length of the frame; the wall bulging a bit against his weight as he ended up on the oil-stained cement floor.  He actually looked like he might cry.  Clearly, he had a tiny bit of hope that the Kryptonian would be as good as her word.  Instead, it was clear that she was a ditz, and he was just as ditzy to think she could have fixed it.

 

He now drew out a cigar and lit it with the welding torch next to the worktable; trying to figure out his next steps. “Dey don’t make dis ‘model’.  It’s a custom made jus’ fer me.  Don’t think we c’n get ‘replacement parts’ fer it.”

[Power Girl]

"I can tell by your facial and body expressions that this is not what it your bike looks like.  I know that.  Do you have a picture of it when it was in prime condition so I can continue in what I was doing?  If not, then we have to work together as a team.  Please describe to me on what each piece looked like and I'll bend and make it on how you want it.  You know your bike.  Not I. 

 

Now why can' t we get another custom vehicle or parts for this one?  Where did you get this bike of yours, Mr. Lobo, sir?  I'll take you there right now if it is on this Earth or at a nearby star system.  Of course, I would have to double check if that star system exists in this universe I'm in now."

 

Kara paused and then added.  "I wonder if there is a Superman on this Earth.  If there is, we could go to his Fortress of Solitude and use his super-monitor to check if there is world in this universe where you got this bike.  We do have to do research first before we fly off somewhere in a universe I don't know about.  It is only logical and good common sense after all." 

 

Another bit of a pause and she addressed Lobo.  "Now, sir, please describe your vehicle to me and I'll bend and make it to your liking. We do want to make it the best we can do, don't we?  It won't be perfect but it will be in a far better shape than it is now."

 

 

[Cptdragon9]

Lobo was pouting.  Her talking had now subsided in his brain.  Perhaps his body was reacting to his distress of her yammering and was making things more subdued in his brain; if such a think were possible for the chaotic demon-like creature.  Even with her voice in the background, he did hone in on a few points.  There Was a Superman in this Earth.  He’d read the papers and the reddit posts, seeing how Big Blue had been ushered in as President, but then the fool left the planet to do his goody thing.  Bad enough to leave a seat of power and leaving a power vacuum, but for how this planet nearly begged for his help, he seemed happy enough to dump these chumps. 

 

There was one thing he didn’t want, was her to touch his bike anymore.  He stood up.  “Leave it be,” he grumped before looking up at her for pretty much the first time.  “I c’n say fer sure that the fraggin’ Kryptonian Did live here, but he’s gone off on some sabbatical.  Dunno if he’s got digs on the planet, but if ya think we c’n find a place ta git parts, we c’n go look.”  He now sized her up.  “I suppose you ‘cn fly?”  For all the things Lobo could do, actually flying was a bit out of his talent range.  Big o’l leaps and bounds?  Sure.  But he didn’t know where the Boyscout’s hidey hole was.  “If you c’n carry the bike, we can go lookin’”

[Power Girl]

"This Earth Superman left and didn't come back yet?  That's odd.  Perhaps, I popped up here for a reason and that is to take his place until he came back, Mr. Lobo, sir.  Far as I know, there's not another me here or any other superheroes on this world.  We should find that out because maybe they can help us  in repairing your vehicle.""   

 

 She paused and then continued.  "As to your question whether I can fly...."   Kara rose a few feet into the air and shed all the borrowed clothing off of her body from the motorcycle rider.  "Yes, I can.  I can easily take you and your bike but I need to do a quick search up in space for this Superman's secret Fortress of Solitude.  It can be in the Arctic, on the ocean floor, on a mountain, in space or somewhere else entirely..  Different Superman on various Earths have various locations of it.  Also, I would like to sunbathe in Sol's rays for a bit while doing this.  You might say I love the sun's energy for it energizes me.  I am quite tempted to fly into the sun and stay there for a bit.  Of course, I would be glowing after that for a little time."

 

Power Girl then added.  "While I am gone, Mr. Lobo, perhaps you can find out if there are any superheroes and superheroines on this Earth.  Maybe you can consider too  if you would like to be a superhero here.  That does mean no more killing, stealing and follow a good moral code of conduct.  For example, you bring in  a bad guy for justice alive and ask for no reward.  That's what I do.  Anyway, I'll see you soon.  This shouldn't take too long."

 

With that, the gorgeous, well endowed Kryptonian Teen of Steel left the garage and zoomed into space at super speed.  She was gone in less than a blink of an eye.  If there was radar around, the people around it would say what the hell was that.  That was intentional.  She wanted to speak to other superheroes and superheroines on this Earth in order to gain information.  Was there a Wonder Woman here?  A Batman?  Batgirl?  Huntress?  Perhaps, she should fly through New York, Gotham City and Metropolis on the way back to where Lobo was after locating this Superman's Fortress of Solitude and her sunbath.  She was sorely tempted to fly into the Sun and stay inside it for a bit.  It would feel so good to her. 

[Cptdragon9]

Lobo sighed in relief as the skirt shot up into the air.  Again he hadn’t really gotten a work in edgewise, but it seemed she had an idea. Whatever.  It gave him a chance to look over her handiwork.  In truth it looked ugly but if they found the missing parts, it just might… MIGHT fly once again.  He wasn’t sure if she could find Supes’s secret stash, but she seemed gung ho enough to find something.

 

Kara wouldn’t find anything.  There was no Fortress of Solitude anywhere.  Not in the Arctic.  Not in Antarctica.  Not in the tropics, not even hidden in Metropolis.  Apparently either this version of Superman either never had a Fortress, or he’d dismantled it long ago….

[Power Girl]

Kara was puzzled.  It didn't appear that this version of her cousin had no Fortress of Solitude on a land mass.  She then began to focus on other areas like the ocean floor. in space orbiting the Earth or further out.  She even began to search the Moon for it.  Where would he have it?  She used her supervision to even check if it was invisible on Earth and the other places.   This was indeed a mystery.  If it didn't exist after this, she could contact some friend of his.

 

Meanwhile, she was enjoying the sun on her in space.

 

 

[Cptdragon9]

 

Indeed, Kara wouldn’t find any sort of Kryptonian structures.  In fact, the only sign that Kal-El had even visited Earth was the remnants of the crashed ship which was indeed at the Kent farm.  Other than that, nothing.  In fact there was no Justice League satellite.  No Watchtower on the Moon.  Earth even seemed to have some altered sites.  STARR Labs is not nearly as large.  There are different buildings located around New York City (most notably a large abandoned building that looked like was used as a school at one time).  Gotham at least looked like Gotham, more or less, but in Metropolis there was a Daily Bugle parked right next to the Daily Planet, the two towers competing as to which one is taller.  There was no Belle Reeve, but a large underwater containment structure located in the East River near New York.

 

Clearly this was not the same world Kara knew of.  At least the sun was warm and yellow.

[Power Girl]

"Daily Bugle????  She never heard of that one before" Kara thought to herself.  Were  there any people she might recognize  at this Daily Planet?  Was there a version of her on this Earth?  Was there A Perry White, Jimmy Olsen, Lois Lane at all?  A Lex Luthor?  She would love to talk to Lois of this Earth so she can have update on this Earth?  Of course, she would have no idea who she was.  She might have to gain her trust though in order to live on this Earth if she was marooned here.   She focused her super vision on that underwater structure.  What was that thing anyway?  Some sort of secret building perhaps.  She was very curious.  Was there a Batman , a Robin, a Batgirl or Huntress here at all?  A Wayne Manor?   What about the Birds of Prey Tower she knew about when visiting another Earth?  Any superheroes and superheroines at all?   What about Wonder Woman and Paradise Island?  Atlantis?  A Justice League or Justice Society or Super Friends  or any Super Team Building?   Any teen heroes at all?  Anyone her age of 18, or around there, who has super powers? Anyone she could talk to?  Who were those teenage girls in the sailor fukus fighting monsters in Japan.  One of them had a crescent moon on her forehead.  Interesting.  Were those two cats, a black one and white one with crescent moons, actually talking?    She was looking everywhere and also on that underwater containment structure.  What was that thing?  Was it some kind of headquarters or something?   This is definitely not her Earth.   

 

(I was referencing to Sailor Moon and the Sailor Senshi just in case you didn't know what I was writing about.  They are very popular in Japan and elsewhere.)

 

 

[Cptdragon9]

 

As she searched for familiar landmarks there would be more inconsistencies.  The Birds of Prey Tower was nothing more than a normal Clocktower in Gotham.  In fact, there seemed to be precious little Bat activity in Gotham itself.  There were the proper Wayne buildings and parks and industrial sites, and there was something under Wayne manner itself, but the structure was thick and lines with lead.  Promising at that.

 

 

There was Paradise Island, but Kara would not be able to see individual people from her distance high above the planet to tell if Wonder Woman exists as well.  Deep near the northern coast of Africa in the Atlantic was activity indicating that Atlantis was alive, but again she couldn’t tell who peopled the sunken city. 

 

No sign of Sailor Moon folk, but some evidence that large monsters had come ashore in the past.

 

 

The structure in the river wasn’t deep.  Kara could see a few boats ferrying to and from; armed guards accessing the submerged building through a small access tube that rose and withdrew as needed.    Currently there were 6 armored police escorting a thin creature, barely human, chained, off the ferry and into the small platform, into the elevator; then the whole structure submerged, taking the prisoner below where the thick walls lined with heavy metals cut off her view.

 

 

[Power Girl]

Kara decided to head Earthward for what she saw up here was both confusing and enlightening at the same time.  She was going to zoom down to Paradise Island, then New York, Metropolis and then Gotham City.  If she sees anyone she knew, she would stop in for a brief chat.  She'll have a closer look at this Atlantis here on Earth.  Was there an Aquaman here?  Also, she had to return to this Lobo and tell him there seemed to be no Fortress of Solitude on this Earth.  This structure under the Wayne  Manor could be the Batcave so she'll go there  too.  If the Bruce Wayne was The Batman here, he would know what was going on. 

 

She hated popping from one Earth to another to another although she loved Delmar and Mr. Brimstone.  Kara was considering it home and she was getting happy there and felt belong even though it wasn't her Earth.  This Earth was definitely not hers either.  Would she be accepted here?  She had to start all over again.  She was now 18 or least she believed she turned 18 unless she was still 17 year old.  (Worse, 16 years old.  Kara remembered celebrating her 16th birthday on the Kent farm with her cousin Kal-El as Clark Kent and her friends from high school.   She got a kitten as a present who she named Streaky because it ran around very fast.)   She did  age a lot differently than Earth people who quickly age.   Kryptonians were like immortal, never get sick and age much slower among other things.)  On most Earths, they really don't allow 17 work behind bars even if they are capable of it.  Maybe, she should go to Smallville for she did live on the Kent farm, worked at their general store and went to Smallville High as Linda Lee Kent in disguise.  She was planning to attend Metropolis University after meeting Lex Luthor who introduced himself at "College Night" at Smallville High.  He was a student and, even though he was only a few years older than she was, he had quite a few doctorates and masters for he was a genius.  Still, he was a perfect gentleman, who was tall, very handsome with his red hair on his head and his sparkling green eyes, kind, charming, charitable and was like a Boy Scout.  There was nothing phony about him at all.  She found herself being attracted to him.  He couldn't stay, of course, for he had to return to Metropolis University.  She did want to meet him again and go on a date with Lex.  Problem is, that happened on her Earth and not this one.  Okay, she was a farm and a country girl and she loved it.  She liked living in small towns and villages.  She hated big cities.

 

With her popping from Earth to another constantly, finding the year, geography,  Earth  technology, and history differences,  it kind of scrambled her mind and memories a bit temporary until they return correctly.   Did she graduate at all from Smallville High?  She can't remember that at all  nor was she a Senior in High School.  She recalled being 16 and a Junior Dance toward the end of the school year.  Getting straight A's on her end of the year report card again. Being in plays and concerts.  Being in the Girl Scouts and the 4 H Club with her best friend Lana Lang.  Going to the malt shop to celebrate and listening to the jukebox and dancing happily at the latest 1932 Dorsey Brothers hit "Ooh! That Kiss" with Pete Ross.  It's here her mind felt like swiss cheese again and she hated that.  She took great pride in her super photographic memory and instant recall and super intelligence.  Then the fog happens in her memories clouding things over and the swiss cheese memories.  It was like partial amnesia of some kind.   She couldn't remember ever having a 17th birthday or having a class as a Senior.   Still she had those wonderful memories of riding her white horse Comet, being on those happy hayrides and sleigh rides,  and celebrating  joyfully with her foster parents the Kents on Christmas, Easter, July 4th and those Halloween parties and the Haunted House she helped raise money for orphans.  She was the scary lady in white.

 

Still, she better focus on what to do now and her course of action.  Fly by Paradise Island to see if Wonder Woman was there.  Then to fly over where Atlantis was and see if Aquaman existed at all.  Then to New York, Metropolis and Gotham City.  Should she fly down and knock on the door of Bruce Wayne.  Get a disguise first would be a better idea.  With her talents, she can find lots of lost money she could use to buy clothes and a brunette wig and false glasses.  (I know, Kal, glasses make you look weaker and more mild, mannered looking.)   Still, perhaps it would be wise to enter the libraries in Metropolis, New York and Gotham City to gather up information in disguise first.  It would be more low key, less hassle and safer.  Less noisy too.  She did like quiet in the library when when she did research and a little detective work.  She enjoyed doing that at the Smallville Library.  Yes, go to the library first in these cities after she gets a proper disguise on looking like a normal teen girl.   Ummmm....What do normal teen girls of her age look like on this Earth at these cities?   Also, should she return to high school if she was really 17 (please not 16) and didn't graduate?  It would be nice to mix in with teens of her age.  Maybe she could earn money as a teen model and pose for she was quite extremely beautiful and busty.  Maybe work at the Daily Planet?  Was there a legal age to work here?