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[sub][hr][/sub][COLOR=#81CFFF][indent][sub][B]Location:[/B] [COLOR=#BFD7D7][I]Axel Heiberg Island, Canada
[/I] - [I]July 2nd, 2018[/I][/COLOR][/sub][sup][right][b]Prologue #0.02:[/b] [COLOR=#BFD7D7][I]Alien Angel[/I][/COLOR][/right][/sup][/indent][/color][sub][hr][/sub]
[color=silver][indent][indent][color=white][b]“It is most fortuitous for you to arrive. I have been waiting for a member of the Kryptonian Science Guild for quite some time. You are the first visitor to this facility in three hundred thousand and nine hundred solar days.” [/b][/color]

Kara pressed her tongue against her leftmost canine as she processed the information as she found herself walking through another corridor as an gold-plated artificial orb followed her through what it described as a Kryptonian listening post and research station. Most of all, she was going through her head trying to do math. She looked over at the drone – to which had been designated as “Kelex” upon her entry in the next part of the Kryptonian facility. If what it was saying was correct, not one Kryptonian had been on Earth in over [i]eight hundred[/i] years. That specific realization made her even more confused than she already was. 

Thank god her “unique” Kryptonian genetic code gave her permission to ask questions.

[COLOR=81CFFF]“Um... Kelex? If nobody has been here in eight hundred years, how do you know my name?”[/color]

[color=white][b]“Kryptonians store data in genetic profiles, so given my design it was easy to understand when you interfaced with my system.” [/b][/color] 

[COLOR=81CFFF]“Right. Code’s in my DNA. That makes sense.”[/color] Kara muttered sarcastically as she came to another doorway that seemed to immediately open once it scanned her. As they continued toward the “codex” of the archive her mind remained on the information that she could digest and that Kelex seemed willing to answer without issue.

The idea of storing information in DNA definitely sounded like something out of a sci-fi show, but then again Kara’s whole life was science fiction. From the weird powers to the landing on Earth in an escape pod, to her always feeling like the odd girl out in Midvale; it was all there. But knowing she was from an alien species called Kryptonians wasn’t enough. She needed to access the codex to get more information; information about house El, information about Kryptonians, information about these weird powers, and information about other people like her that were out there. She had remembered a name from her nightmares, but it felt so clouded and blurry, almost like it was barely out of reach.

What was the name? The... who did she come here with?

[COLOR=81CFFF]“So, Kelex. This facility, you said it was a listening post and research station?”[/color]

[color=white][b]“Correct. A team of members of the Kryptonian Science Guild discovered this planet to be inhabited by terran lifeforms. The objective as much as I understand was to observe those lifeforms and their contributions to science, art, and culture. By the time of the abandonment of this facility it was concluded that there was no sustainable, worthwhile value in studying the species.”[/b][/color] 

Kara snorted. If there was one thing the Kryptonians got right was that humans had a historical habit of being warmongering, arrogant, bullheaded idiots. If Kryptonians thought humans were bad by the end of the 11th Century than she couldn’t even imagine what they would’ve thought if they had stayed for a few more centuries. Kara thought over the big events that her ancestors had missed. The Black Plague. Religious persecution under the Spanish Inquisition. The Crusades. Countless wars based on conquest and greed. The Holocaust. The sort of things that Kryptonians never got a chance to witness. 

Still, they left the science facility and Kelex operational in case there ever became a need for them to reactivate it. So maybe they had hope?

Was that the reason her space-dad sent her to Earth? Because there was a listening post? Seemed pretty ballsy to expect some humans to raise her as one of their own and hope she’d find the facility for the answers about her parentage. Then again, they probably didn’t expect Kara to forget her entire culture due to crash landing in Delaware. The only good thing she could take away from thinking about it was that everything sort've worked out in the end. Kara ended up being raised by good people and found Kelex as she was piecing together the madness that was her life.

[COLOR=81CFFF]“Makes sense. I don't know if you've been paying attention but humans kinda suck.”[/color]

[color=white][b]“I have not. I have been on stand-by.”[/b][/color] 

Kara giggled, she supposed it was the most robot thing to say in the situation and at its core, that is what Kelex was. [COLOR=81CFFF]“Right. Sorry about that. I won't put you on stand-by for eight hundred years. Promise.”[/color]

[color=white][b]“I would appreciate that.”[/b][/color] Kelex chimed, he seemed [i]happy[/i]. Did Kryptonian AI's feel emotions? Given how advanced Kara's ancestors were it wouldn't surprise her.

Before Kara could respond another door opened and her mouth dropped.

It was time for answers.


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