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…and never rise

Poison - A SuperCorp Fanfic

If you’re interested in reading a Dark Kara fic to end all fics, give this one a whirl. It’s got angst, it’s got a ridonkulous amount of swearing and would probably get flagged by a Tumblr bot.

Imagine RedKara/Venom/Reign on steroids and in one brain, and that sums up this fic.

An extract from the latest Chapter for all you angstaholic readers…

Kara let out a dark and wondrous laugh, even as she began to grow bored of her game. Quickly, she used her freeze breath to create a cold a thick prison around the mob, wondering with dark humour how many xenophobic slurs shouted at it, would it take for it to melt.

Her prison left three people outside of it. The woman from earlier, still clutching her sign with fear, and two burly men with masks on there faces. The huddle together as Kara landed lightly in front of them, letting out a laugh at their terror.

good…. let them be afraid.

Kara stopped a few feet from them, letting out a final gust of wind that blew the masks off the men’s faces and exposed them all to the light of day.

The blonde had to grin maliciously once more, wondering how it was always the most weak-willed of people that believed other’s were taking from them. Angry and hateful souls that genuinely thought they had something worth stealing.

She took a few strides forward, the woman suddenly dropping her sign and moving to hide behind the two men.

yeah… like that’ll help.

“Stay away from me!” The woman screamed, making Kara snort.

“Oh I won’t touch you,” she responded with a laugh. “I let the cops pick up the trash in this town.”

Her laughter died out as one of the men cursed and spat at her feet, loathing in his eyes.

“You bitch.”

The blonde felt a flash of irritation at the words, narrowing her field of vision as she pinned him with her gaze.

“What was that?” She whispered, daring him to say it.

“You’re a fucking bitch!” He yelled out. “Get off our planet.”

Kara could feel her temper stretching as she took a few final steps forward, close enough to lean in and whisper in his ear.

“Call me a bitch,” she hushed out. "One more time.”

The blonde heard the man swallow.

“Bit-“

Before he could even finish the word, Kara gripped the front of his shirt and launched him directly upwards into the sky. The sound of his echoing, terrified scream lingering in all of their ears.

Chapter Eight now at 55 000 words, if you want something to get you addicted ;)  Here’s the link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16180319?view_full_work=true