Jessica Kent, the dorky Clark Kent's twin sister, is a reporter at the Daily Planet, but she transforms into Kalura-El of Krypton, defender of earth, when danger approaches. They were both raised by Martha and Jonathan Kent, and they loved and trust...
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JESSICA flew straight up out of her dream with a scream.
She passed a hand through her dark locks with a loud gulp. The white, short, nightgown she wore was contorted, almost suffocating the natural curvature of her torso. One of the white straps rested off her shoulder, she didn't bother to fix it either.
As she contemplated getting a glass of water or going to the bathroom to splash cold water over her face to bring her even further to reality, there was a thud on her balcony. She froze like she was in a horror movie. Jess slapped her glasses on her face and climbed out of bed, slowly walking to where the sound came from.
The white transparent curtains of her room were blowing with the wind, creating an almost silhouette of the dark entity outside her room. She found it almost hilarious that a robber would try and rob her. She had nothing they would want anyway, except her laptop, tv, and stereo system.
Just as she pulled back the curtains, it was gone. Confused, Jessica walked out to the terrace. The stone, cold, underneath her bare feet. She could have sworn she saw someone out on her balcony. "I need sleep..." She mumbled, turning around while rubbing her eyes under her glasses. She paused when she noticed the shadow of a man engulfing her frame.
Slowly looking up, there it was, hanging upside down like a vampire. Jessica was ready to scream when the man wrapped his hand around her mouth. "Don't scream, I won't hurt you." He spoke gruffly. She frantically shook her head yes. She could use her powers, but that would give her away. She had to comply unless necessary.
She scanned her eyes over the man and noticed the symbol on his chest. The Batman. "I'm going to remove my hand now." The deep octave of his voice sent shivers down her spine. Jess stared into his chocolate eyes for a moment, he confused her like a jigsaw puzzle.
She didn't have that feeling as she did with Lex, he was different. Slowly, Jessica nodded her head yes. When he removed his gloved hand from her mouth, she instantly went to ask a question. "What are you doing here?"
The bat stayed unmoved in his position. "I need information that could be useful coming from you."
Jessica placed her hands on her hips, her long, still damp, hair covering her shoulders. "Couldn't this have waited till morning when I was fully aware that a total stranger was hanging from my doorway like a vampire and when I was fully dressed?" She looked down at her outfit for a second before gasping. She crossed her arms over her exposed cleavage. "You need to leave!"
Bruce couldn't help but admire her. The way her right foot curved upward as all her weight rested on her left leg, her hips leaning to the same side. The moonlight illuminated her creamy skin in the right way, almost making her look like an angel. He still needed to come back to the situation at hand. "Not until you answer my question."
