//Book 2// ~ Flashback To The Makings Of A Pretty Neat Trick

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3rd Person POV

FLASHBACK

"Willow, please, you don't have to do this if you don't want to." Supergirl tells Willow in the medbay. The green eyed girl was standing by her bedside, looking at the tablet at her vitals

"Yes I do." Willow says, her eyes training on Supergirl. "This is my job. This is what Ops has been preparing me for since...since forever."

"But we can get other kryptonite." Supergirl says. "I can get Lena to make more and--"

"How?" Willow asks. "When?" She questions. "You made Lena destroy the last that she had and the formula. There's no time to make more. You need kryptonite. I am kryptonite. You need to decide if you wanna lace weapons with my blood or if you wanna create a vapor from my blood. Either way...you can weaponize my blood."

Supergirl stares at Willow before turning around to the doorway. "Can you please tell her this is insane?" She questions the figure standing there

Standing in the doorway with his arms crossed is Marvin. "Willow Greene is a soldier. She knows her mission."

"This mission is stupid." Supergirl says

"No it isn't." Willow says. "It's about protecting you. That isn't stupid. That's important." She holds up her arms. "Kara, look at me. Don't you understand? I'm dying anyway." She says, gesturing to the green lines that have made their way to the top of her lip

"We can find a way to save you." Supergirl says. "You're just sick. We have a million anecdotes here that can help you."

"No." Willow whispers

"Are you two kidding me right now?" Supergirl questions, looking between Marvin and Willow. "Will...we have been trying to figure out a way to help you escape Ops for a while and now you're telling me you're just gonna, what, do what they had planned for you anyways? You will die, Winn ran the stats. You will die, do either of you get that?"

"As long as I'm alive, I will never escape Ops." Willow says, her eyes shifting to focus on Marvin. Supergirl tries to hold back her tears as Willow focuses her gaze on Supergirl. "If my death can stop Reign for good and save your life...then it's worth it."

"We don't trade lives." Supergirl says. "That's not how this works."

"I'm not trading lives." Willow says, a coughing fit with a green tint to the air taking over her as Supergirl stares

"You're protecting me. You die and I live." Supergirl says when Willow was done coughing. "How the hell is that not trading lives?"

"Because you were always meant to be a hero." Willow tells her, tears welling in her green eyes. "And I...I was always meant to be a soldier. And I have a mission that I must complete."

"This isn't right." Supergirl says, looking between Marvin and Willow, her tone slightly angry. "Do you get that? This isn't right! Your mission is stupid and your whole secret organization is stupid! I hope you rot in hell when you die." She says, looking Willow straight in the eyes

"Please don't." Willow whispers, the tears in her eyes forming as a green liquid. "Don't do that."

"Don't do what?" Supergirl growls, crossing her arms

"Don't push me away in an attempt to make the severity of the situation hurt less." Willow tells her to which Supergirl's arms drop to her sides

Supergirl shakes her head, tears falling from her eyes as she lifts her hands to cover her face

"It's okay." Willow says, her heart aching for her friend in front of her

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