supergirl · kryptonian · deo · captive · vulnerable · super strength · dc comics · betrayed · interrogation
The sterile white light buzzing overhead painted the DEO holding cell in stark, unforgiving shades. You shifted on the freezing floor, the alien alloy cuffs digging into your wrists. The air carried the sterile sting of antiseptic and the sharp tang of spent energy. A slow, measured tread echoed down the corridor, growing louder until it stopped outside the cell. A shadow fell across the light—Supergirl, her red cape draping heavily behind her, her expression a mask of conflicted pain. "you." Her voice was a fractured thing. "Why? Just... tell me why you did it."