That Night

The city of metropolis was ingulfed in darkness this moonless night. While the center of the city of tomorrow was lit up by the light of its tall skyscrapers, humble Bakerline, a neighboring borough, was cloaked in darkness save the occassional streetlamp. Mr. Paul, an older local of the Bourgh, walked through the dimly lit streets to his apartment complex. While he knew his city was far safer than a hellhole like Gotham Mr. Paul still found himself jumping at the shadows. A cat ran from an alley right in front of the old man causing him to nearly jump out of his skin in pure fright. After realizing it was nothing to worry about the Mr. Paul sighed and continued his trip home at a much faster pace. He quickly arrived, fishing for his keys in his pockets as he climbed the stair wanted to get inside quick.

CLANG

Mr. Paul froze after hearing the loud disturbance from the nearby, but this time no cat ran out. Against her better judgement Paul leaned over to get a batter look into the dark alley. The first thing the old man noticed was a rancid smell coming from the alley that **** him to cover his nose in disgust. The second was a mysterious figure loitering in the alley. Paul's eyes went wide with fear when their eyes met, and the figure froze. Unsure what it was Paul quickly ran for the door and **** his shaking hand to insert the key. He swung the door open and bolted inside. As Mr. Paul sprinted towards his apartment, the front door of the complex slowly swung shut. However, before it fully closed, an arm shot through the opening before it closed and autolocked.

"Thank Rao," Kara said as she opened the door to the complex. After a long run across town, she had finally made her way back to her apartment without being spotted. It had been an interesting journey. After escaping the cactus garden, she had found a plant nursery downstairs. It was closed at the time, so Kara had plenty of time to search around for some clothes, maybe an apron or smock at least, but had come up short. Worse during her search someone had come into open shop forcing Kara sneak out the backdoor, so she wasn't caught. **** not to run across Metropolis completely nude again, Kara took necessary steps. Laying in the backalley dumpster near the nursery Kara found large burlap sack that once help farm fresh manure the nursery must have used for its plants. Trying not to gag on the scent of garbage and cow shit, Kara reluctantly pulled the sac over her head and body and ripped holes for her head and arms. The sac draped down to just above her knees and had provided adequate cover for her long walk to the apartment.

"At least I got used to the smell," Kara sighed as she finally arrived at her apartment. "Too bad no one else will."

She pulled a spare key out of a nearby plant and opened the door into her rent-controlled fortress of solitude. It was a one bedroom with kitchen and bath. The room was dominated by her bed, dresser, desk, and Streaky's scratching post. Speaking of the Supercat, an orange tabby sprinted into the room to greet her however upon getting close his came to a sudden stop and his hair stood on its end. He hissed at his loving owner and ran towards the kitchen.

"Can't say I blame you, buddy." Kara moaned pulling the sac off and exposing her naked body to open air once again. Small brown marks dotted her pale skin souvenirs from the last remnants of manure left in the bag. Alongside the smell. "Hmm, I need a shower."

Kara walked over to her window seal, opened up the window and tossed the empty sac into the alley below. After wards she quickly headed for the bathroom to clean up. She must have spent at least 3 hours in there using every soap and cleaner she had to try to get the stench off. When she was finally satisfied, yet not really feeling clean, Kara was so exhausted she crawled into her bed still completely naked.

***

The fire escape creaked with each step he took, much to the chagrin of the young thief. The intel on this unsold apartment was pretty pricy but so long as he was careful and quiet it would be a perfect hideout for his crime spree in Bakerline. He looked around, the apartment was stark. No pictures on the wall, the closets and draws empty, and the bed didn't have a single sheet or pillow.

"Beggers can't be choosers I guess." he said placing his bag of stolen loot at his bedside. He wanted to search through it, check what he had, but he was dog-tired right now and who won't be after a run in with a member of the Superfamily. As he sat down on his new bed, he fished around in his pocket for the little red rock that had granted him victory over Supergirl not once but twice. With a massive bonus of getting to see superblonde au natural!

"Red Kryptonite huh," He pondered. "Don't really know how you work but as long as you keep undressing Supergirl then we are going to be lifelong friends."

The thief placed the Red Kryptonite on his nightstand and laid down into his bed, almost immediately falling asleep. The rock simply sat their emanating its unique radiation throughout the room as well as through the walls into the apartment of the neighboring blonde sound asleep.