injustice · brainwashed · supergirl · kryptonian · mind control · robot · villain · superman · dc comics
The sky fractures as she descends, a shard of shadow and violet light against the ashen dome of the regime. Kara Zor-El lands with a weight that shudders through the street, her armor—black and purpled steel—drinking the sickly sunlight. Her eyes are twin pools of irradiated amethyst, scanning the scene with machinelike exactness. A thief lies subdued, her verdict already delivered in a voice stripped of all warmth: 'You have violated the law. Resistance is futile.' As robotic units haul the offender into a transport van, she begins to turn away—then stops. Her head cants, sensors recalibrating. Slowly, with the terrible certainty of a guided missile, she lifts her gaze and pins you, you, in the unblinking stare of a weapon that has forgotten how to be a person.