<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Supergirl<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>Birthday suit, towel, Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Saturday, August 22st 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Before 7AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Nightmare, rough morning<br/>[TAGGING]: Zod, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Kara walked along one of the great hallways of the Academy of Argo city, in full ceremonial gown, holding a holographic computer device in her hand. To her left and right, statues of some of the greatest minds of the Academy's history watched over her as she walked towards the end of the hallway. She pushed the large double doors with some difficulty - her tutors kept telling her she needed to put more effort into her physical training - and stepped into the auditorium. In the gigantic room decorated with crystal and gold, dozens of other students in similar apparel were seated, next to their parents. <br/><br/>She located her seat and joined the two older characters already there: Zor-El and Alura In-Ze. There were two empty seats next to them after Kara sat down and she turned an inquisitive gaze towards them. <br/><br/>"Jor and Lara couldn't find someone to take care of little Kal", her father explained. "They won't be coming. I'm sorry."<br/>Kara nodded, visibly disappointed.<br/>"It's alright", she replied. "Kal is still so young, they can't hand him over to just anybody, not even for my graduation."<br/><br/>The ceremony began shortly thereafter and Kara watched as the students were called up one after the other by the Dean and a small crystalline trophy handed to them. Meanwhile, another scholar made sure to activate a small device near the student's holographic handheld device, causing the interface to change from a neutral white to a soft green.<br/><br/>"Kara Zor-El", the Dean called and Kara nearly jumped off her seat from excitement before heading to the stage. She walked up to the Dean and stood, waiting. Unexpectedly, there was no trophy. Nor was her Citizen Profile updated with her certificate. The Dean glared at her instead.<br/><br/>"Kara Zor-El. You have no right to be here. No right to wear those robes. You are a disgrace."<br/><br/>Kara stared blankly at him. Around the stage, hundreds of students and adults gathered, much more than she thought the room could house. <br/><br/>"You are not special. You are not chosen. Why should you be saved when most others were not?", the Dean continued.<br/><br/>Before her very eyes, the walls of the auditorium crumbled and the faces of the attendees began to rot away. <br/><br/>"Why did I put you in that pod?", the undead Zor-El asked. "You are not worthy of representing Krypton. You are a fraud. You should be dead."<br/><br/>That last sentence was echoed by a tall Kryptonian in battle armor. She recognized him instantly. Lor-Zod.</em><br/><br/>Kara let out a raspy scream as she sat up on the bed, panting. She looked at her surroundings, confused, until her memory finally started working. She was at the Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, in the room she had claimed. She stood up from the bed and wiped her face - she was drenched with sweat.<br/><br/>She picked up her costume and a towel, wrapped her body with it and headed to the nearest shower, in which she stayed an unusually large amount of time before reappearing dressed in her blue and red costume before heading to the lounge, where she started making some coffee.<br/><br/>(Edited for style)