bradygirl_12 (bradygirl_12) wrote,

Fic: Rainbow’s Freedom (Rainbow Prisms Arc) (4/42)

Title: Rainbow’s Freedom (Rainbow Prisms Arc) (4/42)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Kara Zor-El, Lex/Jamie, Hal/Steve/Diana (Hal & Steve do not appear in this chapter)
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. Clark finally learns about his identity and heritage. Will that knowledge tear him and Bruce apart? Meanwhile, Rebellion and Abolition twist and turn in the pageantry of events.
The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Challenge, Drama, Slavefic
Rating: (this chapter): PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Kara plans while overhearing an interesting conversation.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): September 20, 2010
Date Of Posting: August 29, 2011
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 851
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: The magnificent story cover is by the wonderfully-talented ctbn60. Thanks so much, luv! :)

"Rebellion of any kind will be crushed."

General Elias Stark
2250 C.E.



Kara rubbed the loose rose-colored beads with her fingers, the soft clack-clack soothing as she sipped a scarlet rum in the outdoor café. The good citizens of Metropolis were going about their business, talking and laughing and hurrying to Rao-knew-what.

Humans. Always in a hurry.

Her blue eyes darkened whenever she saw a slave. Her fingers curled up around the glassine beads, halting just short of pulverizing them into glittering dust.

She was dressed just like any other smartly-coutured young woman in the City of Tomorrow. Her long blond hair was loose around her shoulders, her blue patterned blouse made of silk. She crossed blue-clad legs, pale-blue slingbacks on her feet. A string of tiny clear beads hung around her neck. Her dark-blue purse rested on the table.

The next table over was occupied by a young bald man in an expensive pinstripe suit. A blond man wearing sunglasses and dressed in fawn-colored pants and a dark-green watersilk shirt was his companion, the collar and manacles not gaudy but slashes of color across Kara’s eyes.

“Master,” said the blond softly. “Do you think Mrs. Kent will be able to get the ball rolling?”

“Certainly. Martha is very persuasive. And with Kathy and Lana’s help, they’ll bring it off. Besides, your organizational skills will be of use. You should get your ideas ready.”

Kara reviewed her plans. She had successfully gotten the weapons to her fellow Rebels, the caches hidden in strategic places around the Empire. When the right time came, they would be ready.

Kara thought of the outposts they would hit in coordinated attacks, freeing their fellow Kryptonians, who would join their swelling ranks.

No more Hunt. No more murder. No more!

Kara’s grip on her beads was dangerous again. She loosened her hand as she watched the passersby. Earth was a good place to be: she could easily pass for Human; the planet was one of the major members of the Empire, one of the original founding members of the Old Republic, and there was an Abolitionist Movements here, however weak.

“You’re making me your personal liaison to the N.A.S.?” the blond asked. “What about Miss Parker?”

“She’s a wonderful liaison, but I want you for this project.”

Delight laced the blond’s tone. Kara moved her head just enough to see the corner table. The blond’s smile seemed genuine.

He’s just throwing you a bone, poor soul. And from the looks of you, I can guess what your usual ‘service’ is. Kara seethed as she took a sip of her drink. There’s nothing worse than those who use others for their sexual gratification. They’re the lowest of the low, the scum of the Universe. She watched as the bald man pushed a strand of shining hair back from his slave’s face. The gesture may be tender, but you’re still a louse, ‘Master’.

Kara signaled her waiter for the check. She wanted to get out of here.

“Bruce must be so glad to be back from Jovara,” said the blond. “Uh, I mean, Master Bruce.”

That was an interesting slip. Kara listened intently for the bald man’s reaction.

”He is, though he enjoyed his time on Jovara. The whole Household did.”

“Yes, what his, um, Ja’zel told me about some of the culture is pretty interesting.”

“They certainly have some novel ideas. Bruce is all fired up about some of them.”

“You mean…?”

“Yes.” The bald man lazily signaled for a waiter. “You know the Prince of Gotham usually gets what he wants.”

The Prince of Gotham!

Kara did not see the check laid on her table. Oh, she had heard about the so-called Prince of Gotham. Rich beyond imagining, he had some dealings with other companies in the Empire, but preferred to keep the majority of his business on Earth.

He also claimed to support the Abolitionist cause, but kept a Household of slaves: his butler, his Squire, and his pleasure slave.

Her blood boiled again and she drained her glass.

Anyone who truly believed in Abolition would never keep slaves, especially for his bed! Oh, I’d love to make an example of such a wretch!

She allowed herself to fume for a few minutes, then noticed the check.

One of the vidscreens across the street mounted on The Daily Planet building showed a flash of red-yellow-and-blue. Kara watched with interest as the superhero known as Wonder Woman launched into action, taking down a well-armored band of thieves in downtown Boston.

Kara observed the Amazon with interest. What an ally she would be! She was disdainful of slavery, being very outspoken on the issue. She could be a powerful symbol.

Kara paid the check. The raids on the outposts could not be carried out until she got final intelligence. In the meantime, why not sow the seeds of anti-slavery here on one of the Empire’s major planets?

Kara smiled as Wonder Woman lifted a tank and tossed it as easily as a child could throw a toy.

Yes, Wonder Woman would make an excellent ally.

Tags: green lantern/steve trevor/wonder woman, hal jordan/steve trevor/diana prince, kara zor-el, lex luthor/jamie, rainbow prisms arc, rainbow's freedom, supergirl
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