South China Sea, Southeastern Asia, Earth
It had been a bad year for violent tropical storms, and in the South China Sea, it had been no different than the Caribbean. But unlike the Caribbean, there was no Lex Luthor or Tony Stark stepping in to help the region stabilize. The dependence on intervention was much higher in independent republics like Madripoor, Singapore, and Rheelasia. It was one reason why Kara-El had stopped what she was doing in Jump City and took flight for Southeastern Asia instead of New York City. As pertinent as the assault on the United Nations was, she knew how densely populated the superhero community in New York City was and who was watching over the summit itself. Wally West had once called Kara a “human calculator”, and right now that was exactly what she was doing. Kara had to determine where she was needed and not where she wanted to be, and the odds right now were telling her that the United Nations needed her less than the people in the crosshairs of the typhoon in the South China Sea.
Fortunately, Kara was no longer an impulsive, inexperienced superheroine; she hadn’t been one in many years. Kara was familiar with her “weight class” and all of the limitations that she had inherited as a daughter of Krypton. Her hands weren’t shaking and she wouldn’t need any help to take on a storm of this magnitude. The typhoon that had been forming in the South China Sea wasn’t going to be another Maria or Irma, in fact it would be over with before the people in Madripoor could even finish their breakfast.
As a loud crack cut through the sky her eyes finally met the eye of the storm. Her brows narrowed as she recalled a situation where her cousin had done the same thing in the past. Though, that scenario was a little different considering her cousin was also fighting against the supervillain known as Hurricane, whom had been hired by the Society of Supervillains to distract him from a greater plot. As far as Kara knew these storms were natural and not born from metahuman, magical, or extranormal sources. Part of her was glad they were natural. Not just because she didn’t want to go toe-to-toe with Weather Wizard or whoever, but the sooner she was done here she could get to the next place that needed her; though she suspected New York would be handled by the time she was done with this magnitude five typhoon.
Push harder, Kara. Push faster. Show this storm who’s in charge of the situation.
Madripoor and Singapore were not going to be repeats of Puerto Rico or Sri Lanka.
Not on her watch.