[CENTER][H2][b][color=slategray]Season 2 - E P I S O D E   I:   
A Traitor Among Us[/color][/b][/H2][/CENTER]
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[b]"Supergirl! Toon Girl!? Are you two all right?"[/b] Lara heard the leather jacket-wearing Starman ask.
[color=f7976a]“We’re fine,” [/color]she answered a few moments before she even knew, if it was true. There were still quite a few bots trying to dig through the colossal chunks of ceiling. More than Lara wanted to fight, even with the help of her friends. Blasting the bots with her laser only weakened the blockade.
[color=f7976a]“Give me a second,” [/color]she told him and took several steps forward.
[i]This has got to work,[/i] she told herself
Trying to ignore all the noise and confusing, she raised her hands against the coming danger and summoned her tactical telekinesis. The energy, that she still didn’t fully understand, surged through her veins.
[i]Go on. Use it. Lift every fragment and bot, and then stuff it all into the hallway like blocking a drain. It will give us enough time to assemble and figure this thing out.[/i]
Somehow Lara didn’t quit feel the same amount of power she use to, when directing her telekinesis. Yet she trusted that it would come, when she unleashed it against the bots and rocks.
Then came the moment where everything was supposed to fly up into the air and obey her very thought. However only a slight shaking happened in the rocky wreckage. 
[i]No no no! What’s wrong?[/i]
She closed her eyes and tried to use every ounce of her will to cram her mess into the hallway like one big wall of solid rock and training bots.
Then a hard left sent her spinning backwards. One of the Shazam-bots had broken loose and punched her across the room. She ended her whirling flight by slamming headfirst into the opposite wall. With blurry vision she opened her eyes and retracted her head from the hole it had made. It felt about two sizes to small for her brain, and the pain only grew from there. A single drop of blood hit the floor and then another.
[i]Impossible! … How?[/i]
But she figured out the answer right away. By trying to lift the rubble, the tactical telekinesis that enhanced her kryptonian powers had faded. Though she was not exactly weak, everything certainly hurt a lot more.
[color=f7976a]“…. Oh, no …” [/color]she accidentally uttered and met Starman’s gaze. [color=f7976a]“We need to get away.” [/color]While trying her best not to let the team see her this weak, she confirmed to herself that she could indeed still fly. And so she did: up towards the nearest escape.
Meanwhile, more metallic enemies were fighting their way through the remains.
[i]What is happening? Why am I failing like this? Why now? I’m suppose to be able to carry all this on my back. I am hope. I am the dawn. I am Supergirl. [/i]