NEXT CHAPTER UP TWO WEEKS FROM NOW -- SEPTEMBER 21
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3rd Person POV
Willow's eyes slowly open as the sunlight peeks through the window. She looks around to see a figure sitting at her table drinking coffee and reading from a newspaper
"Ugh, my head." Willow mutters, pushing herself up in bed
"You're awake, soldier." Marvin notes, standing up and putting his newspaper down on the table
"Duh." Willow says
"Formalities." Marvin tells her
"No formalities." Willow whines, flopping back on her bed. "I don't feel good."
"You released a lot of kryptonite." Marvin tells her as she sneezes. "Your energy levels are down."
"So why am I sick?" Willow asks, brushing her hair out of her face
"I'm...not sure." Marvin tells her
"Whatever cruel joke is constantly being played on me, I'm over it." Willow mumbles
"What are you talking about?" Marvin asks her, taking a few steps over to her
"I have a photographic memory." Willow tells him as he kneels in front of her bed. "But every time I get knocked out, my head pounds. And now I'm sick....I don't get it."
"Well, you're not invincible." Marvin tells her. "You will get sick."
"By my own kryptonite?" Willow asks
"You think you poisoned yourself with your own kryptonite radiation." Marvin realizes, standing up
"Bingo." Willow mumbles, closing her eyes
"Get some rest. soldier." Marvin tells her, going back to the kitchen table and sitting down
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There's a knock at the door. Willow wakes up, looking over and seeing that her apartment is empty. "Ugh." She groans, rolling out of bed and making her way to the door
Her bare feet pad against the ground as she combs a hand through her messy hair. Her oversized shirt over her pj shorts is the outfit she sports
Opening the door, she sees Kara. "We're gonna go check out a cult." Kara says with a smile as soon as the door was open
"I'm sick." Willow says, going to close the door
"What?" Kara asks, putting her hand in between the door and opening it. As the door opens, Willow peels away from the entrance and walks back towards her best. "What kind of answer is that?"
"I am." Willow says, flopping onto her bed. "I'm sick."
"How?" Kara asks. "Why?"
"I'm not like you, Kara." Willow tells her, pulling her covers up. "I released my kryptonite but I contained the blast within myself. My theory: I poisoned myself with my kryptonite."
"You remember all that?" Kara asks
"Why wouldn't I?" Willow asks her
"Well, you've got that nasty gash on your forehead." Kara says, gesturing to which Willow brings a hand to a row of stitches on her forehead. "And I know you have a photographic memory and everything but I was sure the events would be fuzzy."
"My head is pounding." Willow says
"I'm not surprised." Kara says, sitting down on Willow's bed next to her
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Willow Greene // Supergirl //
FanfictionWillow Greene was the last to escape to Earth from her planet as it was destroyed. The neighboring planet, Krypton, was destroyed 25 years earlier on the exact day at the exact time Willow was born and that destruction caused...side effects. Now, 25...
