Okay, so this is a smallville (very, very light mention) and glee fanfiction. Pretty much it's glee set in the Smallville Universe and Quinn is Kara-Zor-El. It's definitely AU and follows some of Smallville but like I said it's pretty much Glee. Going to be Lots of Faberry, Brittana, Klaine, pretty much all other canon couples. I'll probably finn bash because I don't like it and Sam will definitely be praised because he's the shit.

Disclaimer: I don't own SHIT. Sorry folk

I really hope you guys enjoy this first chapter, I really enjoyed writing it and if all goes well I will continue the story.

Life never was easy being Clark Kent's cousin.

At least that's what Quinn 'Kara Zor-El' Fabray thought every second of her life especially, when Clark was dropping her from the tallest building in Metropolis in attempts to teach her how to fly.

"No, no, no, no," Quinn chanted as she plummeted toward the ground after the thirtieth time Clark had tossed her off the roof. She closed her eyes tightly and thought back to what her older cousin had told her. 'Be weightless, like swimming but in the air. Let it come naturally, it'll take time and don't be afraid. I'll always catch you.'

He hadn't failed her now, she trusted him. If she couldn't do it, he'd catch her, Clark would always catch her. Quinn took a deep breath and pictured herself gliding through the sky, like how Clark would on the Kent farm in the summer, carrying Lois with him. She wanted to be him, she needed to be him.

"Open your eyes," Quinn's eyes snapped open, Clark was facing her but, there was something different. She didn't feel his comforting arms around her body. She didn't feel anything except, freedom. She did it.

"I…" Quinn took in her surroundings. She was floating next to Clark at least two hundred feet above the ground. "Clark! I did it!" Quinn held out her arms and Clark let out a small chuckle floating over to Quinn to give her a hug.

"I'm proud of you Kara-"

"It's Quinn, Kal-El." Clark broke away from Quinn and gave a smile, while giving her an embarrassed look. He had only found her three years ago and even then he had introduced himself to her right before her sophomore year of high school had ended.

"Sorry habit." He said and rubbed the back of his head. "I'm still proud of you. It took me twenty three years to learn how to fly. It took you a summer." Quinn smiled and shook her head.

"I'm just floating, Cal. I'm not sure about flying yet." Clark gave her a look with a coy smile and Quinn shook her head violently. "Don't you think about it – Clark Kent, no."

Clark didn't heed her warning and instead, grabbed her hand and disappeared with her only leaving behind a faint scream.

During the flight, Clark had let go of Quinn's hand and Quinn just kept going, kept flying. It felt like she was cutting the air with her movements. Her eyes closed and she spun herself around, her arms moving freely. She laughed loudly and smiled like a child.

"Looks like you have the hang of it." She heard Clark shout. Her eyes opened slowly and he was keeping at her pace, in a lying position with his hands behind his head. She laughed again and nodded.

"It's amazing Clark." Quinn said with a content sigh. Her pace slowed until she was just floating with Clark in the clear sky.

"It is," Clark said, letting his mind drift to when he first learned how to fly. Jor-El had helped unlock his mind during his final battle with Darkseid. "Hey..." Quinn snapped up at her cousin. "Follow me. I want to show you something."

It didn't take long for the young Kryptonian to reach where Clark was leading her. She noticed the air dramatically lowered in temperature – not that it actually bothered her so much – and shedefinitely knew she was nowhere near Metropolis, or Lima, Ohio.

"Cal, where are you taking – whoah," Quinn stopped mid-flight and dropped to the snow covered ground, following Clark's movements.

Clark turned around with a smile and put his hands on his hips proudly looking down at Quinn. Behind him stood a gigantic crystal structure coming from the earth, it definitely was not something that had come from earth.

"Is this from Krypton?" Quinn asked cautiously as she gazed upon the large crystals formed together. Clark threw and arm around her shoulder and nodded. They started walking and Quinn was greeted with a sense of familiarity.

"It is, welcome to the Fortress of solitude." They stepped into the fortress and Quinn was in awe. She thought it looked amazing from the outside, but the inside, it felt like home.

It hit her so quickly. Her once forgotten memories had begun to resurface the minute she stepped onto a small platform. One instant she was fine, the next a bright white light had engulfed her whole vision and she started seeing her life, her memories as if she was reliving them.

Quinn heard Clark call out her name before reality became numb to her. The memories flashed so quickly, an overload of eleven years of her life being played in small instances was too much for the blonde Kryptonian. With the memories came emotion. Every emotion she had ever felt in her life she was feeling in a matter of an instant. It was almost unbearable, the pain the suffering.

Her parents forcing her onto a ship when Krypton was being destroyed, destroyed by Darkseid… Darkseid.

"Kara!"

Kara turned in a panic seeing her father and mother run towards her. They were both badly injured, her mother was holding her father up as best as she could.

"Mother, father! What's going on? Who is doing this?" Kara asked with a scream as tears began to pool at her eyes. She ran to her parents and wrapped her arms around them both.

"We have too – Alura , Kara and Kal-El need to leave." Leave? She needed to leave with a baby? That was almost unheard of. What could she do with an infant… oh.

"No, mother, father, you have to come with me." Kara pleaded realizing that her parents were trying to save her and her baby cousin. "You can't leave me."

"No," Kara's father, Zor-El stated firmly. "This planet is going to die Kara, you and Kal-El are our only hope, are anyone's only hope."

"He's a baby! He can't save anyone. Father, please come with me." Kara latched onto her father and cried. Zor-El, stiffened. He didn't want to show emotion, he couldn't. He knew his fate, his own daughter knew his fate, he needed to be strong.

"I am sorry Kara but, you are more important than the rest of us. You and Kal-El are." Kara stepped back and shook her head. She knew what was coming next. Her head felt dizzy, her body weak and her vision blurred. "We will always love you," and everything went black.

Quinn quickly succumbed to the darkness and collapsed onto the platform she was standing on. It felt like an electrical overload with every emotion and memory built up from nine years of her life just shot into her at once.

Nine years, she was older than Clark. Clark was a baby when she was nine. How was that possible? They sent the two cousins to earth at the same time. It wasn't possible. He was seven years older than her on earth.

"Kara"

Hello? Wait… father?

"It's me. This was the only way I could speak to you once more, by Kal-El bringing you here."

I don't get it, why did you send me? Why didn't you go with Kal-El?

"It was my time to face my fate. You were, are more important. You and Kal-El, your Uncle and I decided that from the beginning."

Father… the memories, they're back. Clark – Kal-El defeated Darkseid. Earth didn't need me. Clark didn't need me.

"Haha… my child, Darkseid is not gone Kara. Kal-El may have thought he defeated Darkseid but it will take much more, strength and heart to beat him. Darkseid destroyed our whole planet. It will take much more than Kal-El to defeat him. He needs you, and much more."

More? How can I provide more? Father I just learned how to fly. I've been on this planet for twenty three years and only have lived seven of them. When is he coming?

"He's already here."

"Quinn… Quinn, wake up. Please, come on. Wake up." Quinn groaned and let out a hiss in pain. She had a headache. So that's what it feels like. He was there? Darkseid was still there? From the horror story Clark had told Quinn she wasn't exactly thrilled to hear that Clark hadn't really defeated him. She let out a cough, then two more and sat up, using Clark for support. "You're up. What happened? Are you alright?" Quinn let out a breathy laugh at her cousin's over protectiveness.

"I'm okay… Zor-El… my father, Clark, I remember everything." Quinn started. She stood up and started to walk slowly around the fortress, the weirdness of being inside a crystal structure was gone. Now, she just felt home. "You know," She mused. "I'm older than you."

Clark raised an eyebrow and followed her movements. "Technically, yes. Jor-El, my biological father had told me another came to earth with me, a cousin. By the time I found you I pictured to find a thirty-something year old powerhouse. Not a thirteen year old girl scared out of her mind because she could look at something and have it melt." Quinn smiled sheepish at mention of when she and Clark had first met and her small breakdown. "You had to come into the knowledge on your own. When you flew today, I knew it was time to take you here. It's a little piece of Krypton."

"I can feel it you know. It feels like Krypton." Quinn stated softly, with a sad tone as she looked to the ground.

"They died so we could live, Quinn." Clark said, already knowing what was going on in Quinn's head.

"I know… I grew up with them, no offense and, I didn't even remember them." Quinn said and sighed. Clark frowned and did the only thing he knew he could. He walked over to the small kryptonian and engulfed her in a hug. "At least I have you." Quinn couldn't bring herself to tell Clark that Darkseid was still there, that he was still living. At least, not now.

Judy Fabray considered herself an easy going and good parent. Well as far as easy going as she could be with an adopted daughter that could run faster than a speeding bullet, never got sick, could cook a steak in a second by looking at it and had x-ray vision.

So when her daughter would disappear in a flash and reappear five minutes later looking like she had just escaped a burning building, she barely bat an eye. When Quinn had single-handedly physically defended Judy and herself from Judy's ex-husband when Quinn was twelve, Judy was proud and thanked God for the blessing that was Quinn. When Quinn would come home and thirty minutes later on the news, the 'Blond Blur' would be making the seven o'clock news for saving dozens in a highway car crash she would get a little antsy.

However, when her daughter had told her that Clark, her cousin, would be throwing her off buildings because she had to learn how to fly, that's when Judy Fabray put her foot down. Unfortunately, Quinn had bolted the minute she told her mother about her plans and 'accidentally' forgot her cellphone.

"Being the single parent of a superhuman is not a fun job." Judy mumbled to herself as she stirred around the stir-fry in the pan. At least Judy knew that her daughter would always be home for dinner.

"But you love me anyway." Judy jumped at the voice and dropped the wooden spoon she had held in her hand.

"Quinn Charlotte Fabray!" Judy snapped around to face her daughter who just smiled at her. "You cannot sneak up on me like that. Secondly, how dare you just tell me that Clark is going to throw you off buildings, again! I thought we went through this the last time. Thirdly stop forgetting your cellphone young lady!" Judy huffed and bent down to the ground to pick up the spoon. She walked over to the sink and rinsed it off quickly, still glaring at her daughter.

"Mom…" Judy held her hand up and sighed.

"I get worried. You are the best thing that's come into my life, Quinnie. So, when you tell me that your cousin is dropping you off buildings, or taking you to infiltrate a high-tech medical research building I get worried. I do not want to lose you, Quinn." Judy stated firmly.

Quinn let small tears build up and she threw herself onto her mother, careful not to break her. "Mom… I'm sorry. I really am, it's difficult for me. You know I'm different than everyone else and Clark, he's my actual blood. He's like me. But, don't think for a minute that he means more to me than you do. You raised me, you are and will always be my mom." Quinn whispered to Judy and squeezed just the right amount to get her point across. Quinn pulled away slightly. "Guess what?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"I learned how to fly today." Judy's eyes widened and she jumped up, re-wrapping her arms around Quinn and letting out a small squeal.

"Congratulations sweetie! Just don't fly in no fly zones, I really do not want the U.S. government at my door step." Quinn laughed but just as she did the fire alarm on the house went off. "No!" Judy yelped and shook her head, rushing to her stir-fry. "Take-out?"

By the time Quinn had made it up to her room and fell onto her bed it was ten o'clock at night. She let out a small sigh of relief when she felt the comfortable mattress on her back. Her head turned to her nightstand where her discarded cellphone was. She picked it up, twenty five missed messages, most from Santana and Brittany, a few from Mercedes, and one, just one from Rachel Berry.

Quinn sat up in her bed and raised an eyebrow quizzically. Sure she and the Diva had started a tentative friendship at the end of her sophomore year but she didn't think they necessarily have upgraded to texting over the course of the summer. The message was received two minutes ago.

Mass Glee Club text: Help. Music store. Urgent.

Quinn's eyebrow went even further up than it already was. She's gotten mass Glee club texts before and usually even if it the simplistic of things Rachel has wanted to say, they were at least three paragraphs long, something was wrong. Something HAD to be wrong. Quinn didn't give it a second thought she stood up and within an instant was gone.

She reappeared moments later outside of the music store. It was quiet for a moment then with Quinn's super hearing she heard the faintest whimper coming from the alley to the right. She ran over to the alley just to see a man with his back turned to her holding out a gun and pointing it to no one other than Rachel Berry.

"I told you to not use your phone, Bitch." The man snarled. "Now, who did you call? 911? Who?"

Rachel stood in front of him trying to show herself being scared. She stomped her foot and let her nostrils flare. "I," Her voice however, quivered when she started to talk, Quinn's stomach dropped at Rachel's voice, she wasn't going to let anything happen to the Diva, no matter what. "I didn't call anyone. If you let me go I promise not to report you, report this, report anything. I assure you my life is worth to me more than sending you to prison."

"Sorry, can't trust that, can't trust you." He said before firing. No, Rachel couldn't die. Rachel wouldn't die. Quinn wasn't going to let it happen. For Quinn the next moment went by slowly, like it was done frame by frame. She ran as fast as possible over to Rachel, to shield her. As she passed the man, her eyes settled on the bullet. Sometimes she surprised herself at how fast she was actually able to travel.

She stood in front of Rachel and the bullet hit just below her heart. If it had reached the diva, she wouldn't have made it. When time seemed to have caught up to Quinn, the man just started, unbelievingly at Quinn and at his gun.

"What the fuck?"

"Try harder." Quinn stated simply.

"Quinn?" Quinn heard Rachel ask very quietly, Quinn turned her head slightly and looked at the girl.

"Just stay behind me, you'll be safe." Quinn said and gave the girl a small smile. The man let out a frustrated scream and fired again until his gun clipped. None of the bullets even phased Quinn, she just stepped forward with every bullet that seemed to bounce off of her.

"Quinn… don't," Rachel said putting her hand on Quinn's arm. Quinn shrugged it off gently and kept her composure.

"I'll be fine. Just, stay right here Berry." Quinn warned and in an instant like she had appeared, she had disappeared with the man this time and within ten seconds she was back, facing Rachel Berry. "Sorry I took so long, had to drop him off at the police station."

"What? How? Quinn! I-" Rachel went cross-eyed for a moment then, her eyes had rolled to the back of her head and she began to fall backwards. Quinn, however, was quick enough to catch and curse to herself as she did. Then it hit her. Quinn froze as she held Rachel bridal style. She had shown her powers to the shorter girl.

"Oh no... no, no, no, this can't be happening." Quinn said quietly to herself. She paced for a moment before taking flight slowly, careful not to wake the girl and flying to the Berry house. "I can't believe I did that… but, if I didn't she'd be dead. Maybe, she won't remember. I can't knock her out again. Shit what the hell am I going to do?" Quinn asked herself, berating and scolding herself for showing her powers to Rachel.

She had knocked the man out herself and dropped him off in a police stall quickly, she didn't have a doubt that he'd remember. But Rachel, that was different. She had some time to process what happened and if she didn't pass out Quinn was sure Rachel would've started sputtering on how everything Quinn had done defied physics, science, and anything that was sane in the real world.

Quinn flew around the house, looking for Rachel's window. Quinn had never been there but she had a small feeling once she saw what it looked like she'd know. Bingo. Quinn stopped and noticed a room that was filled with pink walls, Broadway posters, and gold stars. It definitely was Rachel's room. The window was already wide open, so bringing Rachel in was an easy task. She gently laid Rachel on the bed and for a moment just looked at the girl.

Would it be so bad if Rachel knew? Quinn thought as she knelt down next to Rachel. At her current time, only Brittany and Santana knew about what Quinn could do. They had kept her secret no matter what. Even if Santana was a bitch she had always kept Quinn's secret. If Rachel remembered when she woke up, would it be such a bad thing? Quinn had saved Rachel's life with her abilities, maybe Rachel would be grateful. Quinn DID save her. Quinn smiled softly at Rachel and gently moved a piece of hair away from the girls face. Beautiful.

Rachel began to stir and Quinn froze. Was she waking up? Crap, no. She couldn't be waking up. Quinn wasn't ready to talk to Rachel just yet, she really wasn't. Rachel groaned and opened her eyes slowly and immediately narrowed them on Quinn. She sat up slightly and backed away from Quinn, just a little so she could look at the girl with her perfectly rehearsed intensified questioning look. "Quinn Fabray, you owe me a huge explanation."

Yep, life never was easy being Clark Kent's cousin.

Well, there's the first chapter. Tell me all what you think. Reviews are pleasant.

I really hope you all enjoyed it.