Chapter 36: The Glitch's Training Montage
The Looming Shadow of Myriad was no longer a distant threat; it was a tangible presence, a chilling premonition that pressed down on me. My last, desperate effort to contain the Myriad premonition from Kara had been partially successful, but the underlying dread still pulsed through her. My main priority shifted from broad interference to direct, albeit hidden, preparation for Kara. She needed to be ready for the psychological warfare to come, and I was her only, unseen, drill sergeant.
"Alright, Supergirl," I muttered, my voice grim. "Time for some involuntary emotional calisthenics. Think of it as psychic cross-training. No pain, no gain. Though, in this case, a whole lot of internal pain that you'll somehow interpret as personal growth. You're welcome." The sarcasm was a brittle defense against the immense emotional investment this required. My deepest fear of corrupting her hope was a constant warning, urging precision.
[SKILL: SENSORY ILLUSION (LVL 3). APPLICATION: PSYCHOLOGICAL SIMULATION (SUBTLE). FOCUS: EMOTIONAL RESILIENCE TRAINING.][SKILL: COSMIC EMPATHY (LVL 1). APPLICATION: TARGETED GUIDANCE (SUBCONSCIOUS). FOCUS: PROBLEM-SOLVING ENHANCEMENT.]
My training scenarios weren't about physical combat. They were designed to subtly test her emotional fortitude, her ability to maintain hope and focus under duress. I started with her dreams. Night after night, I wove intricate, vivid dreamscapes. Not nightmares of destruction, but scenarios where she faced overwhelming bureaucratic obstacles, personal betrayal (minor, easily resolved), or the frustration of seeing her efforts subtly undermined. The goal was to trigger her core fears of incompetence and failure, then guide her subconscious towards solutions.
For example, one night, she dreamt of trying to stop a runaway train, only to find her powers inexplicably dampened, requiring her to rely solely on her wits and the subtle, unconscious guidance I provided – a sudden, intuitive thought about a hidden lever, a fleeting image of a structural weakness.
During her waking hours, I wove subtle sensory illusions into her everyday life. A meeting with Cat Grant would suddenly feel overwhelmingly claustrophobic for a fleeting moment, forcing Kara to breathe deeply, to center herself. A routine D.E.O. mission would present a puzzle that seemed solvable only through an unexpected, "out-of-the-box" emotional choice, which I subtly nudged her towards.
The energy drain for these prolonged, nuanced manipulations was significant. It was a constant hum beneath my consciousness, a dull ache that never quite receded. Every scenario, every emotional nudge, was meticulously crafted to strengthen her, but I battled the constant fear of overdoing it, of accidentally pushing her too far, of making her stronger but also colder.
Kara, unknowingly, began to change. She woke from these vivid dreams feeling oddly refreshed, as if she'd processed something profound. During the day, she noticed a newfound clarity in stressful situations, an ability to detach emotionally and focus on solutions. Her resilience grew. She attributed it to "just working through things," to "getting stronger." But through Cosmic Empathy, I felt her growing reliance on that unseen guidance, that feeling of being subtly nudged towards the right answer. Her trust in the Glitch deepened, transforming into an almost spiritual certainty that she was not alone, that an unseen hand was preparing her.
Alex Danvers, in her D.E.O. reports, noted the shift. "Agent Danvers," she typed, her brow furrowed. "Supergirl's stress responses are decreasing. Her emotional resilience in high-pressure situations has remarkably improved. We've seen an increase in creative problem-solving under duress." She paused, then added, "Possible contributing factors: increased experience, maturation of alien physiology, or… an unknown external influence further refining her abilities." She couldn't shake the suspicion that the Glitch was involved, even if she couldn't detect direct interventions. Her frustration mounted as Kara's development defied logical explanation, pushing her further to try and quantify the unquantifiable.
"Keep guessing, Alex," I thought, a grim satisfaction in my chest. "You're seeing the results of my training montage. And a very expensive, mentally draining training montage it is. The Architect's Whisper is growing stronger. And soon, the storm will hit." My determination was absolute. Myriad was coming, and I would not let Kara face it unprepared.
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