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Supercat week, day seven: role reversal. An encounter with a mysterious type of Kryptonite leaves Kara human… and Cat with Supergirl’s powers. What could go wrong?
Kara was awake for all of ten seconds before she realised that something was wrong.
There was a crick in her neck, a pain in her ribs, and when she shot up in bed and tried to see through the wall of apartment to look at the outside world beyond, she just ended up staring at the exposed brick.
She was powerless, and unlike the other times it had happened, she had absolutely no idea how.
Fighting back a wave of panic, Kara reached for her phone and speed dialled Alex’s number, waiting impatiently for her to pick up.
“This had better be an emergency,” she groaned, answering on the sixth ring. “It’s a Saturday, Kara. Do you have any idea what time it is?”
Kara hadn’t even thought to check, but a quick glance at her watch told her that it was just past six a.m., and she winced. “I don’t have my powers.”
“You what?” Alex transformed from tired to alert in seconds, and Kara could imagine her sitting up in her bed a few blocks away, spine straightening and eyes widening as she absorbed her sister’s words.
“Did you blow them out last night?” The frown in Alex’s voice was audible, and Kara sighed.
“No. That guy barely put up a fight, I hardly had to use them.”
“Okay, that’s weird,” Alex said, speaking slowly, mind no doubt whirling with possibilities. “We need to get you down to the DEO so we can run some tests. I’ll come and pick you up – can you be trusted not to injure yourself before I get there?”
