Chapter 27 - 27 Introductions? Plans? (1/2)

”Anyway, I'm Graham, but my friends call me Gray”.

Those words hung in the air like a guillotine hanging over the neck of Kara Kent, adopted daughter of Superman.

Her eyes darted from the twenty year old in front of her towards the broken remains of the hand gun that she had crushed on the ground. The lack of any bullets in the cartridge meant two things.

Firstly the man in front of her was bluffing in his attempt to threaten those group of guys from earlier, that if they had actually wanted to fight, he would've been helpless in the face of over a dozen grown men.

Secondly-.

”Holy crap!”.

The sixteen year old Kryptonian took a step away from Gray and covered her mouth with her hands, a sinking feeling was coming from her stomach and she looked towards Cassie and Mareena, the latter shaking her head and smiling while the former sighing and placing her hand on her blonde friend.

”Good going Kara, you've just played yourself”.

Gray couldn't help but smile at the horrified look that appeared on the young girl's face, realizing that she had just revealed her powers in front of a complete stranger, at absolutely no benefit for her. Because of her dėsɨrė to save him, she just showed off her willingness to block bullets for some random, this meant she was either super-altruistic, or just some girl with a death wish.

Or alternatively....

”You can block bullets can't you?”.

The Pseudo-Servant raised an eyebrow at the mention of a ”Kara” and a girl flying around with an ”S” on her ċhėst came to mind. Her cousin, one of, if not the strongest member of the Justice League with only a few weaknesses that weren't normally found on Earth.

Gray sent a glance towards the other platinum blonde haired girl and the raven haired girl beside ”Kara”, the girl who might be able to block bullets shook her head frantically and his words.

”No, no, no, no, no. Nope, I can't block bullets with my bȧrė hands!”, she laughed awkwardly, ”That would be crazy! I just don't know my own strength.... Haha.....”.

The girl rubbed the back of her head and avoided the other man's piercing black eyes meeting her own sky blue ones. Despite having faced monsters and aliens that could level a city if left untouched, she felt a strange feeling come from those black irises of the young man in front of her. Fear or curiosity she didn't know which.

Those black eyes shot a glance towards the mangled gun on the ground.

”That was a real gun. Unloaded, but still real. How does a sixteen year old manage to do that?”.

Three pairs of eyes looked down at the broken gun and two pairs looked at the ċhėstnut blonde who gulped.

”Um... I found it like that?”.

The expression on her face was priceless. To Gray, as well as her too best friends behind her.

Seeing the flustered last daughter of Krypton right in front of him, Gray couldn't help but crack a smile at the pretty cousin of Superman in front of him. Just looking at how different she was, yet so physically similar to the versions he was familiar was was remarkable, and an idea popped up in her head as a result.

'I'm not entirely sure about the other two, but they must also be heroes, or protégés at the very least. If ”Kara” can give me a little bit of information about the history of this world, it might help me visualize this universe from all the other ones. That is.... if I can get her to come with me'.

He glanced at the other two girls, neither of which were making any outwardly aggressive movements towards him.

'I have one shot. The party is in a couple hours so I've got plenty of time to lose them if I wanted to. Have to be careful about ”Kara's” super-hearing or x-ray vision though.... let alone if they were working with the Team'.

Although the other members of the Team might recognize Rider with his green hair and golden-amber eyes, Gray, with his raven black hair and black eyes wouldn't attract that much attention from the rest of the crowd. And with Lancers facial mask, it would be pretty hard to pick him out from the several million living in the New York area.

He sent a disarming smile towards the group of girls, and Kara relaxed slightly at how approachable this stranger had became.

”I'm sorry about this, but I need to be sure of something”.

With a mutter that only Kara heard, a bright light came off Gray's body, and a figure with purple skin-tight armor and hair, with crimson red eyes and a crimson spear to match appeared in front of them in a stance familiar to them.

”Sorry, Supergirl, but you and your friends need to help me with something”.