Not one of the Reserves had the necessary might, technical means, or super strength necessary to halt the sinking Watchtower, save one.

Said one was munching on the extra large bucket of chicken left over from the Reserves last lunch, a lunch that ended up closing the local KFC once they had gone.

"Supergirl, you're the only one who can possibly halt the Watchtower. The fate of a large chunk of the world and our fellow comrades lies in your hands," Renee said in the best leader voice she could manage. Oracle and Dinah were currently pigging out on meals of their own and Renee, being the only one currently sated, was the only leader available. "So go, save the day, and get back here when you're done. We're with you in spirit, if not in body, alright?"

Supergirl nodded, her gut wobbling as she let loose a super belch.

Renee ignored the stench of chewed chicken and pointed a tubby finger towards the stars.

Supergirl took off, Renee amazed at her superspeed and strength.

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Supergirl gulped as she stared at the mass of technology that was the JLA Watchtower.

It dominated her vision.

Still, she flew onwards after that initial doubt, slamming into it and bracing herself for the full weight.

Incredibly, it stopped.

Now Kara was strong, not quite as strong as Kal but still strong. The Watchtower, however, was just a bit out of her weight class.

She would have chalked it up to a miracle if she didn't hear a voice a few moments later.

"You're doing wonderfully Kara."

Her blue eyes widened as she took in the figure holding up the Watchtower with her.

"K-Kal?!"