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Supercorp Haunted House AU
But not in the way you’d expect ....
The town that Lena goes to boarding school in is old and has a lot of history. Aka it might be kinda haunted. At least that’s what all the other kids tried to tell her when she transferred. She always just assumed scaring her was another way that they were trying to pick on her. Always so creative, the lot of them.
Out at the edge of town though, there was this one old house hidden from view by dense woods, and passersby could only catch a slight glimpse of it at just the right angle from the old cobblestone road that ran past it. No one would dare step closer off the path. It was especially haunted, or so Lena’s dorm mates said. The locals never went near it. Never even acknowledged it was there. Safer that way.
But during the fall of the year, before Lena took her A-levels, something changed. A low murmuring began among the locals about the house. She heard it when she’d wander into town to head to the bookstore. Something’s awoken in that house. Lena, of course, didn’t put much stock in it. Her dorm mates though, they went wild, constantly telling stories of how they’d hear banging and wailing coming from inside the house whenever they wandered past. Even one girl, who’d been brave enough to sneak out at night to take a peek, claimed she’d seen strange eerie glowing coming from between the trees.
Lena knew they were just bullshitting her. They had to be.
She was almost a little hurt because she’d thought after all the years she’d been there that they’d at least moved past picking on her—even if they still didn’t necessarily get along with them all.
Somehow though—Lena still isn’t entirely certain how her argument against the existence of ghosts and spirits and demons and the whole lot had gotten so twisted around on her—she finds herself here at dusk, standing in the middle of a semi-circle of her dorm mates urging her towards the tree line shielding the house.
If she was so confident, then prove it—they’d dared her.
So here she is, regretting her earlier stubbornness because honestly, all potential ghosts aside, a house abandoned to time for lord knows how many decades—possibly even centuries—couldn’t be structurally sound. Certainly it wouldn’t safe for her to spend the entire night in the house, haunted or not.
Yet her Luthor pride and willfulness wouldn’t let her back down from the dare even if she logically knows the dangers. So she slowly makes her way up to the house, using her phone as a flashlight and hoping that the door will be chained up and leave her with an excuse that won’t wound her pride too severely.
Instead, she finds a fair amount of shattered windows, others covered by rotting wooden boards, and worst of all, the front door cracked, the knob and locking mechanism having been torn completely from their casing.
A growing ball of anxiety settles in her chest, and as she turns to look back towards the road she’d come from, she sees nothing. Her dorm mates had left, taking her bike with them. She hopes that they’ll return with it in the morning at the very least and that she won’t have to walk the miles back to campus by herself.
Behind her through the cracked door, Lena hears a soft sob. Distant, but distinct. Nothing like the wailing one would expect given the ghost stories circulating around town. An abandoned baby some claimed. A child victim of the home’s last owners others said. A housewife held against her will in the cellar was the most recent she’d heard. All fantastical and tragic, and none of them true, she was quite sure. But that didn’t make the cries coming from the supposedly empty house any less concerning.
Despite it, she pushes on, the door creaking open, and at the sound, the gentle sobs fall silent. Lena freezes, fearing what may be waiting inside. But as she peeks around the door, she sees nothing, just a decrepit entryway that had seen better years. The thick layer of dust coating every surface muffles the sound of her footsteps, but judging by the trails of footprints clear of any dust, she isn’t the only visitor recently.
Maybe other stupid kids like herself—and she rarely classified herself as stupid but right in this moment she knew it to be true—venturing into a ‘haunted’ house. Maybe a lost camper or a homeless person in need of shelter. All she knows, judging by the sniffling she can hear coming from behind the door to her left, is that she’s not alone in the house and she really, absolutely, most certainly should turn right around and walk back to campus immediately.
Instead, she turns towards the door. Logic and reason scream at her to do the exact opposite and return to safety especially when, at the creak of the old floorboards beneath her feet, the delicate sniffling stops, and a faint hum and ominous glow come from under the door. But curiosity gets the best of her. Curiosity and something akin to empathy born from the lonely tears she’d heard. So she does the exact opposite of reason and pushes the door open.
…. And finds pushed back against the far corner of the room, a small slip of a girl close to her age—blonde and thin, dressed all in white that looks ragged and dusty—curled in on herself as she holds her limbs as close to herself as possible. But most curious of all, in an already extremely curious situation, are the girl’s glowing blue eyes.
Literally glowing.
The adrenaline high must have gotten the best of her because she definitely passes out. She awakens to find the girl much closer now. She’s hovering over her with concerned and significantly less glowing eyes.
Although Lena can’t control her gay enough not to admit that despite the lack of glow, they still had a pretty twinkle to them.
#supergirl#supercorp#haunted house au#lena luthor#kara danvers#this was a dumb idea where kara crashes and isn't found so she ends up finding her way on her own as best she can#and lena stumbles upon her on a dare and definitely totally completely falls in love with the sweet girl who is as sad and lonely as she is#basically this popped into my head while i was watching a scary movie last night and i needed to air it#i have more if anyone wants more#au ideas#writing
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