Super Costume!

I know my costume sucks. Shorts and a tshirt with a big red "s" just don't cut it when you hang with Amazonians who get fashion advice from the gods.

Fortunately, I have a cousin who isn't called "Superman" for nothing!

My wonderful cousin, better known as Kal-El to Kryptonians, took me up to his "super-mancave" and gave me a new costume!

I even got to see a hologram of my uncle Jor-El. I got all teary-eyed, remembering Krypton. On the other hand, I don't think my cousin really understands, since all he remembers is life on Earth. But he was a gentleman about it, comforting me.

Then they gave me a new costume! I almost lost it there! My cousin and uncle totally floored me!

I was surprised how the Kryptonian tech put the costume on me, almost instantly. It's been over a decade since I was there, and I had completely forgotten about that. I guess you really do get used to roughing it on a backward planet. 

And here I am in all my new costume glory...

My Bat-Problem

I know I mentioned how Black Adam was my problem, but I have a bigger problem now: Batman. The consensus among the heroes I know is this Batman is a fake. Unfortunately, he seems to be every bit as skilled as the real one, or at least that is what I hear (I've never actually met Batman).

The first time I met the faux Batman, he tried to blow up a cafe. There was a young boy that nearly died that day. You can imagine how I felt! I don't care if your name is Batman or Mother Theresa: You nearly kill a young boy, and you WILL feel the wrath of Supergirl!

Unfortunately for me, this Bat-fake was VERY skilled!

Even after Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl showed up to help, Bat-phoney still managed to pull a fast one, tossing a few explosive smoke grenades. By the way, I may be tough, but explosives still hurt!

My studmuffin boyfriend, Ferdy, to the rescue!

Although I managed to blow the smoke out of the area, Wonder Woman still caught the brunt of one and had to be taken to the hospital (Rumor has it she argued the entire way!)

But even without Wonder Woman, Wonder Girl became a good friend that day as we took on Faux Batman.

This is "angry" Supergirl. You wouldn't like me angry!

On top of that, I met someone else that day: Captain Marvel!

He helped Wonder girl and I by keeping some weird archer assassin guy busy for us. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough, and the "Dork Knight" and his partner got away. (Hat tip to Nightwing for the "Dork Knight" nickname!)

After Bat-Brand X and his buddy took off, the heroes got together. Even Wonder Woman made it back (although I suspect a paramedic is writhing in pain in a back alley somewhere). Captain Marvel called us "super friends". Really? "Super friends"? It sounds like a cartoon group of heroes. But he is oddly adorable in his own way.

Supergirl loves Ferdinand

Doesn't every superhero have a great love story? Mine is Ferdinand.

Of course, me being me, it isn't as simple as "I meet hot guy, fall in love, live happily ever after". Don't be fooled by the picture above: He is wearing an enchanted hoodie (where do you buy those?). In reality, he's a minotaur. Yes, that kind of minotaur: Bull head, hot guy's body. I know, that could describe most men, but I mean "bull head" literally. Fortunately, he is hundreds of years old, and really smart (I hate stupid men!).

Anyway, he and I are a match made in heaven. With me being the girl from another planet, most humans look at me kind of funny. With him being a mythical monster, he gets even worse reactions from people. But the truth is he's really a sweet guy. He's only a monster in bed! (Lucky me!)

But after my loss to Black Adam, Ferdy offered to train me, and I accepted. He's teaching me boxing, and I think I am getting better.

"I predict...pain!" Hehe!

My First Loss

Every hero has that first loss. Or is that just something I'm assuming, to make myself feel better? Whatever the case, Black Adam was my first loss.

When you have super powers, it is so easy to overestimate yourself. Lifting a car and pulling out a child is real easy when the car isn't hitting you back.

The first time you fight a 'real' metahuman, the kind who can hit you and hurt you, is an eye-opener. Especially when, a few punches later, you wake up the next morning in an empty construction site miles away. Talk about your "wake-up calls"!

It was then I realized I needed to learn how to fight. But that is another story!

Birth of a Supergirl

Yes, that is me in the picture above, blowing ice cold air towards a flaming tanker to keep it from blowing up. That is also the first time I ever used my powers out in public.

My name is Kara Zor-El, and my unusual name should give you the hint that I am not from around here, with "here" being anywhere in this solar system. My home planet, Krypton, was destroyed, and I escaped it on a space ship. I arrived on Earth when I was 13 (your years), but now I am 24.

I had always tried to be normal, and just fit in (I won't go into my childhood here. Suffice it to say it was normal by human standards.). But then the event you see above happened. I heard about the accident above, and I knew I could do something. Mind you, I had heard about other incidents before where I might have been able to help, but the one above struck me as I either act, or people die. I had no choice.

When I got there, a meta-human known as Flash was on the scene, and he had things under control for the most part, except the tanker was dangerously hot, to the point it kept flaming. I took care of it.

But after that, I felt it: The need to help. The need to be what I am capable of being. To be...like my cousin?

That is what my cousin looked like the first time I saw him on Earth. Normally, that would be no big deal, except for the fact I was expecting him to be an infant. We left Krypton at roughly the same time, with him as an infant and me at 13. I got here and he's a big rock-jawed super-being saving the world, and I was still 13. Let me say this now: Space travel is one of the most screwed up things EVER! [rant over]

Anyway, his name is Kal-El, but you probably know him as Superman. Before you ask, the 's' on his chest does NOT stand for 'super': It's our family symbol, for the House of El.

Growing up on Earth, I never felt the need to save anyone, because he was always doing it. But something has changed in the last few years. Villains getting stronger? More villains? I don't know, but he got busy. Which I think led me to decide the world needed another Kryptonian hero.

To be honest, I think I would have done it anyway.