Chapter 55

                                    

                                          
Kara floated in the air above the city of Phoenix, her legs crossed in a sitting position and a nearly finished ice cream in hand. Eating the last of the cone in a single bite, she licked some melted cream off her hand and leaned forward, her clean hand holding her chin in thought.
She had ended up adjusting her mask so the lower jaw could retract, freeing her mouth whenever she wanted to eat something. The change had diminished the mask's structural integrity, but only minimally.
Turns out building a new Phantom Zone Projector wouldn't be hard —she already had the Fortress start building the pieces that didn't need her help— but locating anyone inside would be nearly impossible without the right data.
As far as she understood, the Phantom Zone was a nearly infinite realm, mirroring the material world and, while she could be relatively certain of some baseline assumptions like a prisoner not being sent to the very edges of the dimension, it was still an enormous area.
Really, without the list contained in an existing Phantom Zone Projector, it would be nearly impossible to even know if her counterpart was inside, much less locate her.
Not that Kara wouldn't try but, at this point, trying to locate the remaining projector while also searching for the missing kryptonian in the current universe would be a better use of her time.
Smashing her head against a kryptium wall wouldn't help, so she shifted her focus, working on some of her other projects to some success.
From preparing weapons to a way of draining magic, Kara was now ready to face Black Adam and Wotan, even if she had to sacrifice some of the Nth metal in her gauntlets to do so. All that remained was for Bobo to finish his investigation.
Tracking down exactly where in Midway City the Injustice League was keeping Poison Ivy and how she was being protected was taking some time, particularly as they had the Joker with them and, while he was a chaotic mess, the clown did know how to hide from a detective when it amused him.
Kara had even sent a few of her drones out into the city and did a fly-by, but she didn't dare attract too much attention before everything was ready for the assault, not with the powerhouses they supposedly had in the area.
Bonus points, Kori had liked her power armor's design despite it covering the entire body.
A few kilometers away from her, a helicopter filmed the transit underneath, the reporter shifting the camera towards her figure from time to time in amusement as the vehicle circled her location.
Kara kept most of her attention down on the city, but even she couldn't focus on everything that was happening below. She couldn't shut down all crime in the city and, often, wouldn't even notice if the criminal was quiet enough, particularly if it happened indoors since she wasn't using her X-Ray vision all the time.
Her hearing already invaded their privacy enough, even if she didn't pay attention to anything but screams, there was no need to also be looking at normal people's homes... Well, and there were some things she NEVER wanted to see again.
Her presence had meant a paradigm shift in the city though. Crime still happened, but car chases had almost completely stopped and violent crime was down, by a lot. Causing a ruckus, making someone scream, or shooting a gun was the easiest way of getting her attention.
She supposed that was a win, fewer people were getting hurt, even if it cut down on her amusement.
"Attention, Phoenix station 18, duty crew, Phoenix station 18, duty crew, for fire in apartment, 551 Oak Street, unknown if anyone is in the apartment, cross-streets Seventh Avenue, north coming down Oak Street, time of call 17:55."