To say everyone was pissed would be a MIGHTY understatement.

Heart rates were elevated and veins were dilated, rushing blood to the brain and heightening already high anxiety, tension, and nerves.

I deeply wish I could care at this point.

Once I flew closer to the house, I see Batman fist his gloved hand in a tight ball, his arm shaking from pure rage, and he grits his teeth and roars under his breath at me.

"Inside. The. House. NOW-"

But I ignore him and fly towards the lady and her daughter.

I get down on my knees close to them as I place an arm on both the mother and child.

The mother breaks down into a mess of gargled sobs, like her throat was being torn to pieces.

The sound was horrible, and before I could investigate her body further her daughter collapsed on me after her mother, squeezing me tight with her little arms.

"Tank you, tank you, tank you!! Tank yuu for saving my mama and dephending us!" The little girl cried.

"I wouldn't call you and your mother safe just yet." Batman interjects.

The girls body instantly froze in fear.

I glare up at him.

Bastard.

"I won't let anything happen to them," I defiantly say as clearly to him, and everyone else hiding in the room, to hear and understand me.

"Damn it Kara, isn't this a little too much?" Dick sprung to the door and questioned me with an equally worried and angry expression.

"Y-yes, I believe you've gone a little too far..." M'gann meekly tries to say next.

"Let's just all calm down, and go home, so we can think and talk about this reasonably," Superman says next as he lumbers after the group.

It's very telling of who I'm willing to listen to based on how I'm addressing them in my head right now.

I huff out my breath, fold my arms, and pin them down with a steeled look.

I wasn't budging or going anywhere.

"For the love of God Kara, please!?" Nightwing pleaded.

"THERE'S MORE OF YOU!?" I hear the shrill voice of the General screech from a distance.

I snap my head at him and hear his organs quiver and deflate in fear.

"SHUT UP!" I screamed back at him. "No one gave you permission to speak!!"

He faltered. Trying to gain back SOME confidence, he used the now large distance between us to talk back at me.

"T-this is MY country. A-and-"

I appear back in front of him in the blink of an eye with my superspeed and almost scared him enough to jump out of his very skin.

"And?" I say with all the venom I could muster in my voice. Charging up my laser beam to make my eyes more menacing. "Who gives a shit if this is your country? Your life is in MY hands now motherfu-"

"SUPERGIRL!!"

"Goddamn!" I throw a glare back at them for their constant interruption. Then I let out a manical chuckle and look back at the General.

"You're lucky they're hell-bent on keeping you alive," I whisper menacingly back at him with just a hint of seduction.

"Let's see if they're able to convince me to let you see the sun set," I add, in a voice like someone who was speaking to a lover, and not a genocidal tyrant I intended to end.

I fly back. Considerably more angry.

"You guys are making me look bad-" But I'm swiftly cut off my Batman.

"Nightwing. Restrain her." He orders.

"Fucking HOW!?" He fired back, but still makes a motion towards me. "She's a Kryptonian for God's sake!!"

He looks down at my hand, then gives me a sheepish smile and nervous chuckle as he reaches out and grabs it.

It was more like we were holding hands then him actually restraining me.

Good thing too, because he knew I could easily rip his arm off as if he was made of nothing more than play-do.

Regaining a bit of his composure, Dick coughs to clear his throat.

"We're leaving." He says defiantly. Looking me dead in the eye to get his point across. A thin layer of burning anger still simmering under the surface, but seeming to be expertly held in check.

"So we're just going to abandon them?" I counter, standing my ground as Dick gently tried to pull me away, but tipping backwards as it suddenly felt like he was trying to pull a building the size of a city library.

I see M'gann glitch in the background at my words.

"N-not necessarily! We-we're justing going to regroup and calm down and-"

"Yes." Batman point blankly says.

I glare at him.

"Aren't we supposed to be the good guys?"

The silence after my words held for a bit. Superman and M'gann clearly being made uncomfortable by my words.

"And killing people is good?" I hear Dick say to me.

I turn to look at him as he still stubbornly held onto my hand.

I lift it up to try and yank it away. But Dick's stone hard look told me he wasn't going to let go even if it meani loosing a hand.

"You consider genocidal dictators people!?" I fire back.

I hate fighting with him.

Absolutely despised it.

But it seemed me and Dick constantly fell on opposing side of issues.

Goddamnit! Why do things aways end up like this?

I used to believe we were so compatible. But now?...

A sigh emanates from him.

"Kara we-" shouldn't be fighting. I felt like I could almost hear him think. But his words were swiftly cut off.

"Nightwing." Batman's voice cuts through us. Making us both jump a bit.

Dick looks back at him, slightly peeved at the interruption but not saying anything.

"Aren't you supposed to keep things in check?" Batman suddenly begins to say with seething venom dripping off his every word. "What is the pointing of establishing the neural link between-"

"EVERYTHING IS FINE, BATS!" Nightwing jumped at him in a blind fury. Swiftly cutting off is words before anymore could be said.

His reaction made no sense. Why was he acting this way? I barely even understood what Batman was even saying. But Nightwing seemed to understand him perfectly.

They always seemed to speak in tongues.

I turn to look at M'gann and Supes for any hint as to what was going on, but they seemed to be avoiding making eye contact with me...

Double weird.

I'll just grill Dick about it later. I resolve internally.

A foreign feeling of dread washed over me, but dies as quickly as it comes.

Being left utterly confused by what was going on around and within me, I turn to the woman and her child one last time to make sure they're okay.

Nightwing's vice-like grip never leaving my hand.

The mother clutched her child as they cower in the corner, no sound coming from her.

Again, I'm overcome with a sense of unease as I squint at the pair.

Something seems entirely off....

But again my thoughts were interrupted by an unwanted bat.

"Are you really going to risk the safety and natural security of our entire country for the sake of ONE already broken family??" I begin to deflate at his words, but he pushed on and continues. "A family that could very well be spies and traitors just like the man who died!?"

At the words "spies and traitors" the woman perked up. She looked to us with abject terror etched all over her features.

She opens her mouth to speak but nothings comes out. Then, she just violently shakes her head and pushes her daughter towards us with a respectful bowed head.

What in God's name is up with her....

And then I made the discovery.

"Oh God!" My hand flies up to my mouth.

"What!? What is it!??" Dick let's go of my other hand at my shocked tone, and it just flies up to cover the first.

"S-s-she...." My throat struggles to make coherent noises.

I take a minute to swallow deeply and try again.

"She has no tongue. It's been cut completely off....."