The App

There are two choices now. The first choice includes her going inside her childhood home, holding her baby brother, and reconciling once more with her mother and her father, trying to explain to them the decisions she’s made, trying to explain to them what happened, how she may have only been gone for a few hours here, but how she’d lived a full life somewhere, a life where she had a husband and a child, a life where she had been happier than she could had been in years. A life that was stolen away from her because the powers that be wouldn’t let Linda take the place of a poor girl who just wanted to live. And so, by sending that girl – that girl who, in such a short time had become sort of a little sister - off to her death, by losing her husband and her own child, Linda, too died. How could she not? The path to darkness brought her darkness. The path to redemption brought her more darkness. Linda hadn’t been sure if there had been any light left in the world.

Would her parents understand that? Would her friends understand that? For all she knew, they were still dealing with the fact that Linda had secretly been Supergirl. For her to throw everything else at them…would they ever accept her back?

But there was a second choice. She could keep the red hair. She could keep the dark cloak and the bandages that covered her arms and legs. She could go back to Bete Noire and protect that city. After all, she had been doing good there. And yes, things would be rockier now with everything that had gone on – there would be a definite shift in status quo – but that was fine. She’d lost everything already. Why risk walking back into it for a third time and losing it all again? Wouldn’t it just be better to go to Bete Noire and stay there, taking her frustration and grievances out on everyone there? Granted, that’s not the healthiest thing to do, and yet…

And yet what?

My Thoughts

Lee. Linda.

God, the story possibilities. The pain, the angst, the light at the end of the tunnel that’s either heaven or hell.

Linda…Lee. She’s been through everything. She’s had her innocence taken away. She’s killed. She was nearly sacrificed before she was given redemption. But she was offered redemption, and she accepted it, if a little shakily at first. But she did well. She proved herself, even after she lost her angelic abilities. And then once more, she went to sacrifice herself, this time maybe more willingly than she had the first time. She switched places with a young girl who wanted to live…and in doing that, Linda lived too. She lived a full life, a life happier than one she’d ever thought she’d had. She found an amazing husband and she had the perfect daughter. Linda was happy.

And once more that happiness was taken away from her. Stolen. And she died, again. But whereas last time she gained a soul, this time she lost one, after a fashion. So she escaped to someplace where being soulless and cold were positives, not negatives. She fled to Bete Noire.

And once there, just as she was starting to settle down…she was pulled away again.

Pulled away by Fate. Or maybe just by fate.

Back to Leesburg, Virginia, where it had all started.

Where it had all ended. Or so she thought.

Where do I want to take her from here? Well, one thing’s for sure. She’s not calling herself Superwoman.

Back at the end of the Supergirl run, Linda was told by Xenon that she had powers, powers locked within her that she denied herself. Her killing him showed that she was beginning to unconsciously accept those powers – powers which she was starting to use as the Fallen Angel. Powers which have yet to be explored. I want to see her explore those powers, maybe explore her origins. There was a reason she was chosen to be an Earthborn Angel, after all. I want to see Linda deal with the loss of her daughter and her husband, and I want to explore what being a hero is to Linda again. I want her to grieve and to move on, but not forget. I want her to find the grace within herself this time, instead of having someone else's soul help her find that grace, as had happened with Matrix. I want her to do something she hasn’t been able to do for such a long time, either because she was trying to redeem herself, or find her angelic aspect, or because she was hiding out in Bete Noire, racked with guilt and frustration. I want her to live.