Disclaimer: Own nothing, not even the concept is mine, but I'm going to try and make it mine

Note: This is fresh from the oven!
The reason why I've even begun writing this, since it isn't my cup of tea, is because when I search for these kind of stories, all I get are SuperCorp; I'm a SuperCat fan all the way, so it hurts to see there aren't enough in these kind of universe

Disrupted Hierarchies
Fated Encounters

Cat knew, she had known all her life, that she was destined for big things, bigger than her mom being a low rank beta who had married a beta of the highest rank. It was this knowledge — this certainty, that helped her pull from her parents' divorce and her mother's harsh treatment.

"Women aren't meant to be alphas!" Such narrow views, so typical beta behavior. "I cannot be part of her life."

"You think I want to keep her?!" Cat rolled her eyes at her mother's words. "Why do you think they denote her as a sigma and not an alpha?!"

"Enough!" She had had enough of their bickering. "If neither of you can handle things, give me to the state.

"Silence," the young girl stated from her position, standing on the chair but even then, she knew she wouldn't be tall enough; she didn't need to be tall enough. "Now, think about it carefully, how bad it would look to send me to Midvale's orphanage just because you cannot handle your child giving you direct orders you can't disobey.

"Honestly, I don't care, but the two of you are so mindful of the public eye, I thought it would do you good to be reminded," the fire in their burning eyes didn't even make her flinch; no beta could go against the closest alpha, and since alphas' were usually male, they would never accept her. It was why she was considered a sigma, but this also gave her an advantage of being able to position herself higher than most. "Now, your ego would be too bruised from having a girl telling you what to do, all I can think is you wanted someone who wasn't a beta to have a better way of dealing with her and her progeny; you'll have to find a delta, although while you're at it seek a gamma among them, just to be safe."

Her father's rage made him turn red as a tomato and actually lunge at her. He managed to take her down and would have choked her if she hadn't hit his forehead. This typical sign of overpower made him stop and then cringe. Not at the fact that he almost killed his own daughter, almost killed a child, but at the fact that as a beta he had dared touch an alpha in a way that held no respect. If anyone heard, he would be dead; he was lucky that the girl had yet to come to her full abilities, had yet to reach puberty.

"Well, you are a son of a bitch," Cat spat, coughing a bit. "Now I'm beyond caring about what either of you do with me," she said with a scoff and a roll of her eyes. "Maybe you aren't really my father, else I wouldn't be able to disrespect you so."

With that, she left. Sadly enough, they didn't have her leave, that man just packed his things and left, but while the savage left without a word or a glance back, Cat was left to bear the burnt of her mother's hatred. Of course, she would be blamed for their own failures.

One of the things that had been hard for Kara, was hitting puberty in a foreign planet; turned out she was an unusual kind of omega, the type that, despite her heat periods, could handle them without the aid of the opposite sex. Her adoptive parents were betas, their only child had been revealed as a low-ranking alpha, the so called sigmas. This proved to be a bonding point of sorts between her adoptive sister and her biological cousin; apparently, Clark, with her nerdy ways, had been considered a gamma but for the air he exuded, therefore relegated to being called and considered a sigma himself. Now a grown man, he was considered a low-ranked alpha, like Alex; except when he was wearing his cape, he was then the highest alpha.

Which would explain why he got Lois Lane, an omega just like Kara.

"Alex. . . ." She had tears in her eyes, scared as the alpha jock, Richard "Dick" Malverne, went at her due to her scent; the first bell hadn't even rang yet. "What's happening?"

"Stay away!" The brunette demanded, standing in front of her adoptive sister in a protective stance.

"Move it, sigma," Dick snarled, his hand motioning for the girl to get out of his way, "I have first call on any and all omegas of the school."

"An omega is allowed to make her choice regardless of the alphas' in the vicinity," Alex reminded him with a frown.

"Hey, all omegas have chosen me," he replied, turning back to his pack, who sniggered along his words.

"You know omegas can't resist while in heat!" The older girl began seeing red, making fists. "I won't forgive you!"

"I don't need your forgiveness," he snarled back, and blows would have been given, if the blonde hadn't spoken.

"Stop!" She finally realized what had been about to happen, and what the older boy meant with his words. Without realizing that she was prone to doing as an alpha said, she stepped in front of him, not allowing his smug smirk to faze her, her scowl in place and finger jabbing at his chest making him stumble and move back; it was quite a surprise, but not just for him. "You, are the lowest of the low! I won't allow you to keep on using other omegas as you please!"

"Oh yeah, and what are you going to do to stop me?" He snarked back, snarl in place as he stood, getting all tall and menacing, having the rest of the population cowering, except the omega . . . "how is it that you can withstand my power?"

"Because I do not recognize you as my alpha," she snapped back, pushing him back in order to create more distance.

"I must have you," a deep part of Dick realized that the blonde in front of him, was an omega leader.

"I will never recognize an alpha that abuses of an omega," the other two omegas of the school, went to stand behind her, "no alpha in their right mind would use heat to ensnare an omega, and no omega should recognize an alpha that does not behave as an alpha."

"An alpha is meant to protect," Alex agreed, nodding.

"Lois isn't a normal omega," Cat commented, it was directed at Clark.

"What do you mean," he replied with a light frown.

"She is prone to doing as told, happy to follow and help," the blonde said with a roll of eyes; it was typical omega behavior, "but she doesn't like alphas. If an alpha tells her what to do, she won't obey; she isn't a normal omega.

"Especially since you're new and an alpha," she narrowed her hazel orbs at him, sneezing a bit. "You're not a normal alpha either."

"Care to explain?" His amusement was palpable; they had already established that they were both sigmas. "I am the same as you."

"Am I a normal alpha?" The seriousness of her question bellied the amused tone with which she asked the question.

"You, Cat Grant, are anything but normal," he stated, earning a laugh, which made him smile.

"Kent!" Lois yelled, frown in place, "Perry's asking for you. Grant, shouldn't you be getting gossip from the stars instead of on the office?"

"Lacey, so nice of you to join us, we were just talking about you!" Cat greeted, crowing the name so obviously wrong on purpose. "Were were just reminiscing on our own lack of normality in regards to our status; much like you, I presume?"

Lois frowned, but instead of just being in anger, it was also in puzzlement. "What do you mean?"

"Well, Louise, I am an alpha, I'm usually able to make betas, deltas, omegas and even other alphas do as I say," she placed a hand on Clark's shoulder, amused at how the omega before her seemed to dislike the action so much, "as is my fellow alpha here; we can't order each other around, although he's so eager to help, he would be taken for an omega in any other situation.

"You, obviously an omega, clearly going about to do as any beta or delta asks, as long as it's reasonable, don't take well to my commands." The way the other woman went pale, told Perry's now former assistant that she had hit the bulls eye. "Now, you even make fun of me along with the others, something only an alpha of an even higher standing than mine would be able to do, yet you aren't an alpha.

"Your heat betrays you."

"I think I better —" Clark tried to excuse himself, clearing his throat.

"No, no, don't mind me, I'm sure you're both going to get along well," Cat sighed because she knew, if Lois wasn't there, that she would have that hunk for herself. Turning and giving the omega her back, she placed a hand on the man's chest and leaned further, whispering, "if things had worked out differently, we would be the power couple.

"If things fall apart, you know where to find me," she pecked his cheek, her hand leaving his torso and going to his back pocket, leaving her new card before taking her hand out. "Your Pulitzer will look like paperweight."

Clark was completely puzzled as to what was happening, but could only shake his head at it all. It was the first time he felt his mind being blown away. He then realized something very important and, with obvious need, went to Lois. The woman had been too tongue tied, the way Cat always left her, perhaps due to the fact that her baser instincts told her offer herself to the other woman that annoyed her to no end. The evident need from those clear blue eyes, made her wary, this was even more pronounced when he took her to the side, away from prying eyes and ears.

"Lois, is what Cat said true?" He asked softly, urgency palpable.

"I can deny an alpha, yes," the woman stated, before wincing, "of course, you're the obvious exception, and I have to fight myself to not do the same for her."

"Cat Grant is many things, but normal is not one of them." He whispered, before shaking his head before sighing. "For being an alpha —"

"Sigma is the proper term," Lois remarked before rolling her eyes and sighing.

"— she's still a woman," his eyes met hers, and her own soft brown went wide at the implication. "I am worried about my cousin; I know you've had protection from that sort of treatment and abuse mainly due to your father, advantage neither my cousin or Cat ever had.

"If what I suspect and believe, is true, then could you please help my little cousin?" His supplication wasn't needed; Lois wanted to do nothing more than help him.

"Yes, of course Clark," she whispered, holding his hand and smiling sadly at his sigh of relief, "I can go over at any time."

Kara was scared. She may have managed to get attention away from her own weird way of seeing the world, seeing as she was an alien; she kept her intelligence and powers at bay from shaking and bring notice to her and her new family, but perhaps just her own distinctness in being an omega might have destroyed all that she had worked hard for.

Right then, she was hiding herself in a corner; pack order dictated that, as long as the child was a child, rank held no sway over the parents. This was true, even for new pack members. Only the highest ranking alphas were capable of undoing such bindings, and it would seem, that the same applied to the highest ranking omega. Both Eliza and Jeremiah had tried to coax her from her self-imposed punishment, and Alex even resorted to exerting her alpha stature but, to no avail.

"Kara." She immediately stood at the sound of her name; not only was the highest ranking alpha speaking, it was also her blood and the oldest of her House, speaking. "Oh Kara."

"Clark," it was a croak that left her throat as she ran to his opened arms, finally crying or rather, wailing in distress. Her runny nose might be Clark's favorite shirt's undoing, but all he did was hold her close as she cried and finally unburdened her worries on his shoulders. "— and I might be putting them at risk and I'm scared."

Finally, she made some distance between them, going to dry her tears but he beat her to it, using a handkerchief and requesting for her to blow her nose; she did as told. He then finished cleaning her face before sitting her down, then asking for Lois to take a seat as well.

"Kara, this is Lois," he began the introductions, "Lois, this is my little cousin, Kara.

"I'm going to talk to Jeremiah and Eliza, I'll be right back," he said, leaving the room.

Alex, being left to her own devices, opted for going to sit besides her adoptive sister; her appearance made Lois stiff and tense, until she realized the relation the two girls had and sighing in relief. It could be easier that way. Apparently, the boy who had been the cause of the disruption, had left the school; that only meant that a high-ranking alpha boy would be soon appearing though.

"Kara, when did you first enter heat?"

The blonde looked away, and it was the alpha who answered for her. "This year."

"And how old are you?"

"Fourteen," the answer was whispered, but things suddenly made sense; usually, heat hit along with puberty, which was at around twelve.

"Interesting, it also came late for me," Lois hummed, wondering if it was a coincidence, but being a reporter told her there was no such thing as coincidence. "It might be a trend.

"Listen, Kara, just how we live in a hierarchy based on our genetics, these tires also have levels within them. There are those alphas who will be obeyed no matter what, then alphas who won't ever be capable of holding as much sway.

"This is evident in sigmas, like your sister," she motioned to the brunette who was sitting by the blonde's side, "while female alphas aren't the norm, they also aren't far from it, but also ingrained on obeying male alphas. So, she won't have much problem growing up.

"I met a special sigma who didn't bow to higher alphas, and man, she's a headache," Cat Grant walking into a room would, literally, give Lois a headache; "while being around normal sigmas won't be much of a hazel, this woman will tug at everything in you that is omega to the point in which you'll be an omega."

"How is that any different from me?" Alex inquired with a puzzled look.

"A sigma will still look to make an omega comfortable," Clark entered right then, bringing Lois a great deal of relief, "jerk alphas, meaning most alphas, will look just to knot about anything, and can command an omega to enter heat, just for them.

"An omega like us, won't be deterred even by jerk alphas; while we can't command betas or deltas or gammas as we please, like normal omegas, we strive to help and please."

"Lois can channel this into her investigative nature, her drive to uncover truths to help others is what pushes her on," Clark said with a smile, almost proud; while he was new at the Planet, he had met Lois when he first appeared to the world as Superman. She was the one who made him realize that, more than just travelling and making use of his alphaness and abilities to help people, he could do the same while being undercover as Clark Kent, reporter. "Unlike that sigma, who is also an amazing alpha, but still placed under a microscope; it is rare not only to find a woman who can't be commanded, but who can command even without needing to use her alpha dominance."

"This . . . headache of mine doesn't need to command to get her answers, just by being an alpha and being nice about it, she's capable of deducing and figuring someone out." Lois sighed, aggravated. "We, as leading omegas, can't fight these kind of alphas."

"You can also boost normal alphas and sigmas into being leading alphas; what makes an alpha capable of leading other alphas depend on the amount of omegas they have following." Which was, Clark and Lois realized, what made Cat Grant so special; without having any omegas, she was already leading. "Now Alex, by simply having Kara willing to do as you ask, you have the capabilities of being a high alpha, because she's a high omega."

"In order to avoid exposing yourself as a leading omega, you just have to state to any alpha that your alpha is Alex," Lois resumed, making sure to be clear about all this. "This will render any kind of hold or control a normal alpha to have on you, as a normal omega, useless, and would also give Alex further strength as a sigma."

"Can't I be called alpha?" The girl requested with a sigh, not liking the change since it denoted she was lower than an alpha when she was the same as them; it depended on the amount of omegas who were willing to follow her.

"Hey, being a sigma isn't all bad," Clark stated, smiling softly, "I still consider myself one."

"All things taken into account, sigmas might change to mean alpha leader," the woman remarked with a sigh. "Come along Clark, news wait for no one."

"Oh —"

"I know what I just said," she huffed, angry, "I know she will keep saying that, so I don't need you saying anything in this regard."

The man grinned at the girls, making them giggle, "an alpha, no matter if they are sigma, will always obey their mate."

"Well, I'm sure Martha wants grandchildren," Eliza remarked, smiling at the couple, ignoring their blush and fish interpretations. "Lois, you're already in your thirties."

"Now love," Jeremiah began, pulling his wife close and smiling at the couple as well, "don't pressure them."

"Yeah, my mom does enough already," Clark gripped, following his mate out, holding her close, then flying off.

"I am going to try that one of these days," the young blonde stated, blue eyes glazed over.

"For now, young lady, try hovering around inside the house," Eliza said with a sigh. "I don't need a satellite catching glimpses of you, flying around."

"You gotta ask your cousin how he evades them," Jeremiah whispered to his youngest, winking.

"Honey, they don't need more ideas," the woman chastised her husband, just to smile fondly and enjoying the kiss he gave her.

Their school was having a field trip to National City's Zoo. Midvale was too small for a proper zoo, and the animals there had already been studied in elementary school. Since it was a relatively small school itself, it didn't matter the age or year, the field trip was done with everyone. This allowed Kara and Alex to be together, which offered them max comfort. It was also nice that, in order to care for their omegas, the school made sure the trip didn't overlap with any heat days; they would be in National City for two days and one night.

Their first day was filled with looking at animals and how their own hierarchies matched the one that structured their society. This was one of the main reasons why Darwin's theory was greatly supported, since traces of their animal ancestry was still kept alive till their present days. As long as an alpha was with them, they could touch the animals; Kara took great glee with the lions, tigers, basically all the felines and canines. All the animals treasured her, since despite her alien-ness, being a leading omega was rare and definitely worshiped. She had so much fun, she requested to go back to the lions, seeing how, since they were always in a pride, all the lioness wanted to hold and clean her.

"Most want to go back to the tiger," the headmistress, Miss Hart, stated, biting her lower lip with worry. "You shouldn't be left there without an alpha present, specially you, Kara."

"If I go with her, there shouldn't be any problems, right?" Alex was willing to sacrifice testing her alpha against the tiger's if it meant making her younger, adoptive sister happy; maybe their parents now thought the world of Kara and not Alex anymore but, these little details made Kara think the world of her, and that was worth it. "I don't mind."

"Okay, but both of you promise to be careful." The woman began, worry evident, and at their affirmative, she became a bit more relaxed. "But only to the lions, ok?! I'll drop over to pick you up in thirty minutes."

Both girls groaned in disappointment, but left in a run as though to make up the most of their allotted time. The only downside of their trip, was that it had to be done in winter, so there were plenty of suspicious people. One such individual, was wearing warm gear which also meant a scarf that covered their face. For some reason, he was sitting besides the leading lion, his own alphaness high enough to earn the lion's respect and willingness to be in the alpha's rock.

Alex and Kara stared, for a few brief and crucial minutes, before Kara forgot as soon as the females of the pride arrived and nudged her further. The blonde giggled, tousling with the cubs and laughing outright at the cleaning the main female gave her; the rough tongue felt ticklish to the impervious skin. Alex, for her part, could only watch from a distance, wary of the alpha sitting with the lion; she had been looking forward to testing and seeing if she was, evidently, stronger than the alpha lion of the pride, but right then, with two alphas grouping, it would be impossible to test.

"Hi," the stranger seemed to have finally risen, something that instinctively every female of the pride noticed and thus, turned, as well as Kara. Taking off her scarf and beanie, golden curls were revealed, although the individual still had their mouth covered. "Sorry, I seem to have caught a cold."

"Why don't you rest at home?" Kara inquired, puzzlement evident.

"Being alone means there's no one to cover my back," the man said, touching the place where his nose ought to be before winking. "Here, I'll be alerted in case an older alpha or beta approaches with less than kind intentions.

"Are you both on a field trip?" They nodded at the question, earning a chuckle. "Ah, it is evident who is an omega with them," he stood and approached Kara, caressing the lioness and placing some blonde locks behind the young girl, "don't let them clean you too much, you won't be able to keep from smelling like lion spit."

"Please step back from my sister," Alex stated calmly, but her posture spoke of someone who was ready for a fight; the pride seemed to realize this, with the lion standing on his rock while the females seemed to back the blond stranger. "Please."

"Ah, you're an alpha hm?" The man inquired, going to the brunette, who felt like those hazel eyes were pulling her in. "Until you or her find a worthy alpha to follow, you shall be strong enough to protect you both."

"Huh?" Eloquence left the older girl.

"When you receive a blessing from a high-standing alpha, no one will question you, no matter how many omegas the other alpha has," hazel turned to the blue-eyed blonde, who stared, "well, as long as you're with her."

"But, I'm yours," Kara stated, puzzled, earning another chuckle.

"If we meet again when you're no longer a child," the individual raised a finger, "then we'll see about that."

With that, the stranger left, covering himself again to ward against the cold. It was Friday afternoon; Alex couldn't help but wonder what kind of adult could spend their Fridays in such a manner. However, in a test of wills, she decided to ignore the individual and simply go up to the lion, who was back to taking his nap. Opening an eye, the lion stared at her, ignoring her completely. Taking the risk, she went to sit right where the other one had sat. For a while, nothing happened, then a huge paw landed on her shoulder and the lion licked her cheek. She jumped at the feeling and to acknowledge that staying meant having her skin being cleaned by the raspy tongue; prolonged exposure would leave her in pain. Her sister laughed at the jump.

"Shut it, it ain't funny!" The brunette snapped.

"Come along girls, you got twenty minutes more but now that the alpha left, I don't feel comfortable leaving you both here alone," Miss Hart stated, motioning with her hand. "Oh Kara, they made a mess out of you!"

That night, the girls coerced their very own alpha into going out with them. It would just be sneaking at night, nothing big or huge. The trip was planned for them to hit the aquarium the next day before they left for Midvale. Kara had been, of course, invited, and the girl was hyper at the mere thought of going out and seeing the stars.

"Kara, do you realize this goes against the rules?" Alex inquired softly, amused.

"Huh?" It dawned upon the blonde what her sister had said. "Oh."

"Oh come on, if we all go, we won't get in trouble," another of the girls said; they were eager to see what the night life of the city would bring them.

After careful cajoling, the Danvers girls agreed.

It was amazing for them, everything was so bright, it was almost as if the city never slept. They went for mani-pedis; all the girls had pooled in so that the Danvers could enjoy it as well. They teased with "it's our alpha's treat" just to enjoy how red Alex went, then to the movies, then for pizza. They all had fun, except that the mall was a little bit bigger than they had expected and they lost Kara.

"Hey, I remember you," the guy from the zoo had been the one to find her, amused at the way the blonde latched on to him. "I'm sorry, you're too big for me to carry."

"Sorry," Kara apologized, drying her own tears, smiling when the individual passed her a tissue. "Thanks."

"Of course little lady," she could feel the warmth and the smile from those words, it made her warm. "Oh it's too soon for you to enter heat; come, I'll invite you to some ice cream, your body shouldn't go to such extremes for little old me."

Another chuckle and the girl just knew, this person was the one for whom she was made. The revelation made her anxious and even more nervous; where was her sister?

"Hey, breath," the soft words could very well be commands. "Where's your sister?" At the blank and terrified expression that was given as answer, hazel eyes went wide. "Okay, tell me her name, and I'll call for her."

"Alex," Kara whispered, eyes filling with tears, "Alex Danvers."

The individual took a deep breath, took off the health mask — the young blonde then realized, through her tears, that the individual was, in fact, a woman — and called, "Alex Danvers, report for free ice cream at Pachino's Gelatos."

The woman then had a coughing fit, not giving Kara enough time to get a good look at her. The woman then covered herself completely, not caring that she would look like criminal; health first, looks later. She still had the advantage of not being well known in National City. Soon, Alex arrived, with about fifteen other girls; the woman purchased twenty ice creams, signaled that it was for the girls, and that the remaining cups be given to the little blonde to gift or eat. Kneeling in front of the little girl, the young blonde gave her a hug; somehow, it eased her symptoms.

"I am yours," Kara whispered, kissing the woman on the cheek, before letting her go, and waving at her as she turned around and left, both hearing the loud footsteps of the one and only, Alex Danvers. "I'm sorry Alex."

"Are you okay?!" The worry was evident, while the girls were distracted by the free ice cream. "Kara, that was the weirdo from the lions exhibition."

"She, helped us get back together," Kara replied petulantly, pouting. "Be kind to her, Alex."

"Are you kidding me?!" She shook the blonde's shoulders slightly. "That could have been a guy! Didn't you hear his voice?"

"Did you forget she has a cold?" The pout grew worse. "Alex, she saved us both."

The brunette sighed and passed a hand through her hair in worry. "I'm not happy with any of this."

"Hey you guys, we have ice cream!" One of the girls said in glee.

"I'm going to see if I find that weirdo looking for you." The protective alpha felt this need and drive.

But, it was a fruitless search; the woman had left after taking her protective gear off. Suddenly, she had felt better, her voice was back to normal and she felt again, like Cat Grant. Feeling re-energized and happy, she grinned to herself. She was a big celebrity back in Metropolis, and after her appearance in a talk show at national level, she knew she would be able to get the funding in order to start her own company. The internet was going to be revolutionary, and she would be there to seize the chance and opportunity.

"National City, get ready for my Media Empire," she whispered, feeling much better and laughing in joy. "Be ready for the new birth of CatCo, it will be World Wide now."

Note: Now, with enough free time and drive, this is what I can do in a few hours.