The Thief from Earlier.

"Shit shit shit!" He cursed as he climbed up onto the roof. Things were not going his way. He had escaped from the museum heist unscathed and though his luck must be turning around but with his crew in prison, he could no longer pull off bigger jobs. He had pawned off his ill-gotten gains but didn’t get as much as expected. **** for funds, he went for a one-man jewelry heist using only a saw and a rope. He got pretty far filling his duffle bag with expensive bobbles only for the added wait to cause the rope to snap. Now, after using his dufflebag to break open a window. Now he was on the run again.

He needed to get out of the area before the cops showed up or worse. It was then that a massive impact crashed down before the thief knocking him to the ground.

"Stop right, there evildoer," A voice called to him. "You've been bested by the Woman of Tomorro-....Wait! What are you doing here!"

The Thief looked up and his heart stopped for several beats when he saw Supergirl standing there before him. The last time he saw her, the Kryptonian had seemingly lost her mind, stripping naked in front of him and nearly masturbating in the museum. It was an amazing sight to behold, something he would never forget, and yet now that Supergirl was before him again, fully dressed and back to her senses, the thief felt very nervous.

"Did I stutter," Supergirl said angrily as stepped closer. "What. Are. You. Doing. Here."

"I um," the thief said fearfully holding up his dufflebag. "Work?"

Supergirl looked at the thief then the bag then the thief again before sneering. She was clearly in a bad mood.

"What happened at the museum?" She suddenly asked.

"Umm what?" The thief responded confused. In the blink of an eye Supergirl was suddenly inches away from his face. Before he could even scream Supergirl grabbed him by the shirt and lifted the thief into the air.

"The museum." She said authoritatively. "I was chasing you and then...what happened next."

"Y-you don't remember?" He asked.

"Answer the question!"

The thief gritted his teeth. This wasn't going to get him anywhere. He wasn't even entirely sure what had happened back then, but he knew that if he told her the truth, she'd probably incinerate him with her heat vision and if he played dumb, well, he'd probably still end up in jail. So, he had to go with a third option.

"Ok I'll tell you what happened." He said eliciting a slight softening of Kara's expression. As he talked however the thief reached into his pocket and grabbed the mysterious red gem that seemingly had caused Supergirl's odd behavior. He didn't know if it would work again but he had to try. "What happened was you started to act strangely after you were hit with this! YA!"

The **** thief pulled the red gem from his pocket and tried to slash at Supergirl's chest with it. To both his surprise and hers he managed to cut through Supergirl's suit. Right across the S.

"What the hell," Supergirl shouted dropping the guy on the ground. He tired tk run away but Kara quickly stopped him by stepping down on his back. He was pinned to the ground with the red gem falling from his hand.

"Red Kryptonite!" Kara gasped. "So that's it."

"That's Kryptonite?" The thief asked. "I thought kryptonite was green?"

Kara didn't answer him instead she looked down at herself not only had she been affected by red Kryptonite, but she had been touched by it. Supergirl held her breath and waited to see what effects took hold.