A/N; this messes with the Batman vs. Superman plot too. I can't remember the movie and I wasn't going to rewatch it and I liked this idea anyways.

"No." One word carried so much pain in that one moment. One word full of disbelief and anguish whispered from every mouth as they stared in shock at the aftermath of the fight.

But one person's pain went far beyond words. Kara Danvers stared at the TV's at Catco in silence. Her mind refusing to believe what she had just witnessed, refusing to believe what the reporters on scene were saying.

A hand rested on her shoulder. She knew it had to be James, he was the only one there who knew. Others were looking at him in sympathy, aware of his own connection to Superman. Only James was looking at Kara.

"Kara." He didn't know what to say, his voice broke on her name, heavy with his own grief.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, she knew it was Alex. She made no move to answer it.

"I'm so sorry, James." A coworker touched his arm, others began muttering their condolences through tears.

Tears. How could they cry, they never knew him. They never saw his smile, his laugh. Never saw how much he favored his father, how smart he was but how he kept all the best of his mother. How his hair always did that funny cowlick thing that reminded her of their grandfather. They didn't know anything about him except he was good, he believed in right and wrong. Why were they crying?

They should feel enraged, like she was. Angry that the world took another life, another good man from them. For no other reason than he didn't want to see innocent people die!

Her body shook and her fists clenched at her side. She felt so much anger at the world that she may have very well ended it right then. She had nothing left.

"Kara." James's voice was hesitant. Unsure why she hadn't said anything, why she hadn't broken down into tears. Everyone else was crying, it was scary that she wasn't. Even if they didn't know for sure that he was gone, even if they were both still hoping for a miracle…her lack of emotion was scaring him.

She pulled away from him, very aware of Alex's heartbeat as she raced to the elevator. Aware of her punching the number of her floor repeatedly in hopes that it moved faster and got her to her sister faster. She had probably been on her to Kara ever since the fighting had taken a turn against him. Had probably hoped to make it to her and drag her away before anything happened. She had been too late.

He was dead.

Kara moved slowly toward the stairs. She was going to miss Alex. She wasn't going to answer James.

She was going to beat the hell out of something. She didn't care what, but it was going to be in national City.

She heard the sirens, the people screaming. She saw that woman and Batman still fighting the creature that was responsible for killing Kal. For killing the last of her family.

Her eyes narrowed and she picked up speed. She didn't care what she destroyed when she slammed into the monster going faster than the speed of sound. For once in her life she didn't even think to make absolutely sure there were no innocent people in her way.

She launched it hundreds of feet into a building and slammed her fists into it as the building crumbled around them. She didn't Dodge its attacks, she was far too angry to feel them. She unleashed every bit of rage she had ever felt on the monster. Every bit of anguish at the loss of her parents, her uncles, Astra, Non's betrayal. Her parents failings and efforts that accidentally aided in the destruction of their planet. She unleashed every once of anger, hate and pain she felt. And then she unloaded her grief upon it.

She grasped it by it's arms and slung it into the air. Ignoring the rubble as it fell on her, not bothering to make sure it didn't land on anyone as she burst through it and slammed herself back into the creature, as she launched it further into the air by slamming into it's stomach before she flipped over it and slammed into it's back. She drove it to the ground, the crater it made on impact not even stopping her as she continued to pummel it with her fists, completely unaware of the tears falling from her face, of the news cameras following her every move and the slightly terrified humans unable to look away.

Soft hands reached for her. At first she ignored them but they became too strong, she broke away, a few more punched to the unmoving mass beneath her before the fight fled her and the anguish took over.

"It's okay." Someone pulled her away from the dead monster. Pulled her out of the crater with strength nearly rivalling her own.

She was pulled up to the grass and fell to her knees. The woman followed, whispering words to her that she couldn't make out through her grief.

Hands rubbed at her back and she let herself fall against the woman, the stranger that had fought with her cousin and Batman. She cried with her. Quiet salty tears that dripped onto Kara's head as she burrowed her face against the uncomfortable chest plate. It wasn't the most comfortable embrace but it was strong. It grounded her. Allowed her to grieve the way she couldn't with a human.

Hard sobs and fingers digging into skin. Clutching and unclutching as the breath left her lungs in huge uncontrollable gulps.

It seemed to take forever before she could speak, before she could beg for a lie that she knew wouldn't bring her any comfort.

"Please tell me he isn't gone."

Hands tightened on her shoulders. Scratching the rough fabric of the blue suit so similar to his.

"I'm so sorry for your loss."

Kara didn't start sobbing again. Her eyes opened and fixed on the woman's armor. She couldn't pull away. She was afraid of what she would see.

"It should have been me." She hadn't really meant to say it. Hadn't even known she was thinking it. Hands tightened again in response but thankfully the woman holding her stayed silent. She let Kara collect herself pressed against her chest before she lifted her own head.

"We need to go." There were camera men everywhere. People staring at them with tears in their eyes. It irked her, she knew they were saddened by the hero's loss but she wished they could have given the young blonde woman time alone to grieve, without projecting her mourning on every news channel they could, likely for days after the way she had finished what they had been unable to do.

Diana had heard very little of the Girl of Steel, know she knew she held a strength far superior to that of the man.

Her dark eyes moved back to where his lifeless body was. He needed to be moved. Returned to his family, the woman…or his human family. She knew the girl would know what to do.

"Little one, I know you do not wished to hear but the battle is over and now….we must tend to our lost."

A/N; I think I might continue it. It a bit of standalone chapters I think but since I'm not sure I'm gonna mark this as finished. I'd like to see Lena and Cat and Alex react to Kara's grief so maybe two or three more chapters. I know it's short too but I just wanted to write about how I imagine Kara would react if this happened.