Lena Luthor’s Revenge

Chapter 1 - Story and ending: revenge best served cold

Story


"I'm about to die," he said quietly, coldly, contemptuously. "But at least I lived without ever being a fool. You are left with no one, and nothing!" and then he died. His last sight was of Lena's terrified, horrified face and he managed to hear her give one last shaky gasp before he did the same.

Lena had managed to keep it together for a few seconds more, then the footage looped and started all over again. That had been what finally broke Lena. It wasn't her brother's words, nor was it his corpse. It was the footage still running behind him. Even though Lena had already seen it once, the real torture came in watching it a second time. And a third. And a fourth. And by the fifth time, she couldn't see it anymore because she was crying far too hard to see anything other than her tears. But that didn't matter, because by then, the images had been burned into her brain, cutting deeper in than any knife ever could have. Even though her tears were blinding her now, she could still see the footage perfectly. She could still see the lie and the truth as clear as day. Kara Danvers. And Supergirl. Her friend and enemy. Her hero and rival. Her angel and devil. Her savior and her tormentor.

Lena gave one heartbroken, heartbreaking wail of despair and then she fell silent again, the pain ripping her voice from her throat and leaving her capable only of sobbing alone on that cold hard floor with nothing except her tears, a gun and a corpse to keep her company. In the background, the footage continued to play over and over and over and over again, a tormenting memory that would never stop and never die.

For a time, Lena managed to conceal her anger, and store her wrath. She hid her true fury and hatred underneath a calm, gentle mask that revealed nothing of the true turmoil swirling within. She bided her time like any good, patient Luthor would. But even though she appeared outwardly calm and quiet, nothing could be further from the truth. She was plotting. Just like any good Luthor would. Seeing it as pointless to try and be good any more when no one would ever truly trust her, Lena had given up on her attempts at being the hero and had gladly embraced life's chosen path for her as a villain.

"If it's a monster this story wants, it's a monster it shall get!" Lena declared at last. She did not intend upon doing anything cruel to humanity, for she still did not wish to sink to Lex's level, but she was indeed going to get her revenge against the Girl of Steel and all of her friends, all of the ones who were the root cause of all of Lena's current pain and problems. Maybe the rest of the world would see Lena's mercy, but the Superfriends would be the first to taste her wrath and there would be no forgiveness for them. They would all suffer and pay a hefty price for what they had done to her…

At last, Lena created a machine with every known alien races's DNA inside. Lena's Machine was going to turn Earth 38's aliens into Turkeys, Pigs, Fish, Dogs, Cats, Birds, and other edible animals. It was her cruelest form of revenge that she could think of. She was still pissed at Kara for lying to her so she wanted the punishment to be as painful and powerful as possible. There would be no kindness or mercy this time. Just ruthlessness and revenge in its rawest form. Every alien on Earth would suffer for what they had done and they were all going to pay in blood for their mistakes against the last Luthor…

With Lena's machine complete, she sent various drones out to capture each and every alien on her list and turn them all into meat. Kara Zor-El was her first target.
"Sweet, sweet victory," the Luthor murmured as the drone sent to catch and kill Kara returned, bearing a large turkey instead. It was Kara Zor-El, turned into a bird ready to be eaten. Lena's machine had worked! It was a success! Her revenge and triumph were finally at hand! For once, everything was looking up for her…

When US Thanksgiving 2019 rolled around, Humans unknowingly bought the Alien-Turkeys to be eaten as food. But Lena's revenge and retributions did not stop there. Instead, just like the Luthor she was, she added an extra layer of punishment onto this already gruesome and torturous fate. Along with being turned into a slab of turkey meat to be eaten, all the alien minds were still functional and sentient within their new poultry bodies. The aliens were not dead, just immobilized. They were all still very much alive and well, conscious and aware. They just couldn't move or talk, as Lena had ensured. THAT was to be their true, final punishment, the worst of it all, to be alive while they were cooked and eaten, unable to do anything but suffer and feel all the pain. They couldn't talk or fight back, they couldn't even scream. They could only lie there, inert, and take it all. Such was the fate of Ms. Kara Zor-El.

"Happy Thanksgiving," Cat Grant sighed tiredly.
"If you can call it that," Eliza and Alex echoed, eyes red, puffy and wet. Although it had been a few months since Supergirl's Disappearance, they and all the other Superfriends were grieving heavily over the Disappearance of SuperGirl. They wept for her, holding a large and beautiful funeral and memorial service. They honored her memory at that night's Thanksgiving feast. They prayed in her name before bringing out the turkey. It was large, thick, rich and cooked to perfection, covered in a warm, creamy sauce that really drew out the strong, meaty flavor of the bird.
"Dig in," Alex said miserably, grieving her dead sister terribly. The other Superfriends obliged, eyes hollow as they each cut deep into the turkey's body, carving away large pieces of meat to eat.

Kara Zor El’s Point of View
"To Kara," they all intoned in unison, then they dug into their plates. As sad as they were, they had to admit that this turkey was probably the best they'd ever had! But little did they know that that turkey was silently screaming out in pain every time someone took a bite or cut a piece out of it. It was Kara Zor-El and she could still feel every single little last bite and cut until there was nothing left of her at all…



Ending: Revenge Best Served Cold
Lena Luthor got away scott-free for her crimes, the truth having never been discovered, but she was happiest that way, able to secretly revel in the knowledge that, in the very end, she had been the one to get the very last laugh. Maybe Kara and friends had deceived her at first, but old Lena Luthor still always managed to find a way to come out on top at the very end, and now was that time. Kara Zor-El was dead and all that remained now was a triumphant Lena Luthor. She looked at the Kryptonian's obituary and laughed.
"Sweet, sweet victory!" she said to herself, then she took a bite of her own plate of turkey. Mmmm! Delicious! And the alien trapped inside was screaming, but no one would ever hear it…