She found herself in a dark alley, she couldn't see past any of the walls. It was like they were all made out of lead. Kara looked around and couldn't see any one. There seemed to be no end to the alley in either direction. It felt so claustrophobic.
Then a man appeared from behind a dumpster. She recognized the massive skull on his shirt from Conner's comic books; the Punisher. He shouted something, but Kara could hear it. The punisher leveled a machine gun at her and started blasting away. Instead
of bullets bouncing off of her she was being pelted with paintballs that held a glowing green goo. She tried to fly away but her powers were being leached, kryptonite gel? She collapsed on the ground. The Punisher said something before picking her up and
dropping her into a dumpster. Only she fell throw the bottom of the dumpster and into a lush green rainforest. A Wildman appeared infront of her. With a feral yell claws extended from his hands, it was the Wolverine from Conner's comics. As he charged
she ran, blindly throw the forest. She stopped when she found herself infront of the massive Green Hulk. He grabbed her with one hand then pulled her head off with the other!
Kara bolted up, she was covered in sweat. She hadn't had a dream about monsters since Clark had dealt with Brainiac. This was horrible, she was just so helpless... Kara went to get out of bed and fell to the floor. She felt helpless again as she remembered
that the Blue Kryptonite was still leaching her powers. It would be another day or two before her body flushed it out of her system.
"Are you going to tell him?" the woman's voice came from outside, "He needs to know the boy's condition."
Kara recognized Zatanna's voice in the hall.
"His condition is that he is still alive," another woman said, "for now."
"But..."
"Look even after I became a champion of Gaia," the second woman said, "there were still two people I feared. The Joker and Him. The Joker wants to make everyone like him, especially if it kills us. But him, there is no stopping him, for a mere mortal,
he could kill gods with out a thought or pity. We let the doctor give a full report in the morning."