Willow Greene // Supergirl //

//Book 2// ~ How Did You Know I Was Alive?

3rd Person POV 

Brainy, in his human facade and with a hat over his head, watches the door of a motel room from across the street. He was on the other side of the train tracks just outside of National City, about 2 hours from the DEO, and he thinks he was able to track Willow Greene to this location...

...if she was alive. But she had to be, right? He was from the future so he should know. But in all of his futuristic data, Willow Greene was a factor that was constantly changing. It was almost as if her data didn't exist unless she contributed something to the timeline. 

This seems like a pretty solid reason, right? You're not in the data unless you contribute to the data. Well, that's not how the data from his futuristic brain worked. A person was in the data whether or not they had an impact. He could search anyone and everyone up in his data so why was Willow Greene unsearchable? What made this girl so different...so special? There was something about her. And he needed to find out. Starting with this motel room 

The motel room door opened and Brainy turned his head slightly so that he could still watch but make it look like he wasn't. He watches as the door opens and a wheelchair is pushed out of the room. The wheelchair has a full trash bag resting on the seat but it was the person pushing the wheelchair that got his attention...even though they were trying very hard not to draw attention 

The person pushing the wheelchair -- no, the girl pushing the wheelchair -- had a hat over her head and sunglasses covering her eyes. Her loosely curled brown long hair rests on her back, covering most of her black hoodie. Pretty much all of her body was covered by clothing, almost as if she was hiding her body away. It did concern Brainy, however, the way this girl was walking. She was pushing the wheelchair over to the dumpsters and, watching how the girl was walking, he realizes that the wheelchair was definitely hers. Her legs were working fine but it was her back that seemed to be the issue. She was supporting most of her weight on the handle bars of the wheelchair and making her way over to the dumpster

She tips the wheelchair up, the trash bag sliding off the seat and onto the ground next to the dumpster and other trash bags, and then turns around to go back into her room 

However, it wasn't until Brainy saw green that he knew he found the person he was looking for. As the girl turns around to go back into her room, Brainy catches the smallest glimpse of the back of her hand as she grabs the doorknob. There were green veins. And there was kryptonite in the air. Put those two things together and you get...Willow Greene

And now he knows he needs to make his move...

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All she did was take the trash out. That's literally all she did. After she woke up from her nap, she cleaned up the motel room a little and had to throw the full trash bag out into the dumpster. Well, that's what she gets for cleaning. Willow knew nothing good ever came from cleaning. Because now the green eyed girl was standing face to face with Brainy (someone who wasn't supposed to know she was even alive) 

"Damn it." Willow mutters under her breath, slamming the door shut and locking the door. She turns around and looks at her room. She sees her backpack and grabs it along with her hat that she puts on. She throws some food and an extra jacket in her backpack before running over (with pain in her run) to the window. She opens the window and carefully climbs out as she hears knocking on her door. She puts her backpack on and starts to run (or run as well as she can) away from the motel 

"Hey!" Brainy exclaims, running after her once realizing what was going on. But Brainy wasn't injured and could definitely run a lot better and faster than Willow could

Willow runs into the street with Brainy behind her. She turns her head, looking behind her. Once her eyes are off the road, she stumbles. Brainy picks up the pace, sprinting towards her and shoving her forwards, diving to the sidewalk next to her. A car honks, narrowly missing the two who are now safe on the sidewalk