Chapter 1: Pilot part 1

A/N: So I swallowed by pride that I had for Smallville and as great as that show was let's face it. It's never coming back. So I was introduced to Supergirl by my friend who watches all the DC shows like Arrow, The Flash, Gotham, and Legends of Tomorrow and I've got to admit, Supergirl is AWESOME! So I decided to try at this AU fic loosely based of Clark Kent's alter ego before he become known as the Man of Steel. For those of you who know what I'm talking about, you're in for a twist, for those of you who don't. See season eight through nine of Smallville. Enjoy and I welcome any kind of criticism weather its good or bad.

Speed

That is what I always thought I was upon coming into this brand new world many years ago. I knew that once my very skin bathed in the light of your Earth's yellow sun I would gain abilities that Kryptonians naturally inherited since the day Rao had created us. Just like my cousin I knew that I would have the exact same powers as him but I couldn't help but admire the passion for moving faster than a human eye could predict. After all, it was the first of my gifts to manifest that day when I tried to run away from my adopted home with Eliza and Jeramiah. I remembered my vision being blurry from the wet tears as I ran. It wasn't until I heard a faint boom in my wake until I realized I wasn't moving at a natural pace. I found everything around me speeding by rather quickly, the road, buildings, trees, and not once did I feel tired. For the rest of that day all I could remember was being at the top of a spinning yellow globe in Metropolis city, not even once comprehending how I managed to get up there. It wasn't like as if I flew, no I know I didn't fly, I moved. I cried in a fetal position when I felt his embrace wrap around me. Yes, Kal-El was there. He shushed me gently as the wind blew through my face. He carried me back to the Danvers residence and I was surprised to see Eliza, Jeramiah, and even Alex their waiting for me. The trauma was so much that I was told by my sister that I passed out at that moment from exhaustion and crying. That was also one of the last times I ever truly saw my baby now grown cousin closely.

The memories came back the next day when I awoke from my sleep. Surprisingly the only thing that was on my mind was the moving, the adrenaline, and the rush I felt during that somewhat bad time from the day before. It wasn't until then when I realized that my powers had started to develop. I hoped that more would have been manifesting but they didn't. When I gave up on the unexpected I thought might as well see what I can do with what I've got.

I learned to embrace it. It took many months including the help of my adopted parents but I embraced it, the speed. Yes I stand corrected the speed became my obsession, my passion, the one thing I relied on without being lectured or put down. How could I? If anything you couldn't even see me. I was always gone before you knew it, in the blink of an eye. Now I wasn't always as fast as I am now. No it took years to master that ability. In fact when the rest of my powers finally came such as my strength, my supposedly invulnerability, my heat vision, my super hearing, my x-ray vision, and even my flight, not once did I ever abandoned the speed. Alex never approved of me moving around a lot. I know she was just trying to keep me safe. But sometimes the lectures were too much. I even remembered during our years in College when I literally ran half way across the world just to escape the harsh sister talk she would bestow upon me for running around the track field so fast I nearly caused a twister to form. Good thing we were the only ones on campus during that Yahtzee event.

But let's go back to square one shall we? Speed is what I thought I was from the start. I am not one to brag but personally I think nothing in this world can keep up with me, except for maybe my cousin who's probably just as fast as me but he's good in my book. The point I am trying to make is that I was always told that I was destined for something greater and that is what my story is about. When you see that red cape people expect to see the most powerful man in the world, maybe even the universe, but let me tell when you see that dash zoom across the streets of National City or any part of the world, that is me. I am "it". My name is Kara Zor- El. And I am what you see.

Kara rose from the cold water, not that it bothered her in the least and stood on the wing of the damaged broken plane. Using her ability to fly after so many years of not once practicing really did a number on her energy but it was quickly restored as soon as she realized the goal she had just accomplished. She did it! She saved the plane! She turned to her left and saw her beloved sister staring back at her. It was indeed a sight for sore eyes. Alex stared into the eyes of her adopted relative with a shocked scowl on her face but the girl outside of the plane quickly focused her x ray vision and noticed that some will soon start to stare as well. It was almost all too quick for Kara as she heard the spinning blades of the news copters that were heading her way in all directions. Being unable, more like choosing not to fly and reacting the only way she could, Kara disappeared just as the spot light shined on the very place her feet were not even a second ago.

A lot of the passengers except Alex screamed upon hearing the loud echo that bombarded not just the plane, but the water in the bay they were currently floating on. Quickly recovering from the sea level turbulence almost every passenger tried their best to look out of the windows, trying to see if there indeed was anything abnormal out there. And sure there was in the line of sight, a sonic boom cloud that was geared towards the city. Many pulled out their high definition cameras to snap a pic and some even recorded the swiftly waters in order to hopefully catch something. Alex was the only one who knew that "that" something was probably already half way across the city and this time. Maybe even the World.

She ran. She did what she always thought was best she ran so fast everything was slow around her. Kara grinned wickedly as she zoomed, her hair dried up quickly through the fast current and she cackled loudly as she made a counter spin around a well-dressed man who dropped his coffee upon seeing the big screen on the side of a broadcast building. Time seemed to stop as she swift back to him and scooped up his spilled beverage before placing it back into his frozen hand and in the blink of an eye she was gone again. She glimpsed over her shoulder and saw that he had a confused look on his face, wondering how his coffee got back into his hand before realizing that he had dropped it.

This wasn't exactly a good deed since the moment she turned back forward she was heading towards a royal blue Lamborghini Aventador which she swore was being driven by none other than her boss Cat Grant. Reacting in under several milliseconds Kara drifted to the side and sped down the open road, not noticing that she was heading towards a rather large alley way with a dead end. She kept herself on her toes and sped up to the right side of the brick wall. As soon as she reached the very top she twisted to the right and in an odd sharp pattern she ran back down to the bottom and proceeded to zoom up the skyscraper that was several blocks away.

Kara now stood crouched at the top of tallest antenna and started down to the streets below. Her gleefulness was interrupted by the sight of the flames that now coated the brick building in the alley. She gasped while placing her palms to her chest but blew a huge raspberry when she saw that the blazing inferno was calming down on its own. Soon there almost looked like as if nothing had happened to the structure and if anyone was up there with her, nobody would've noticed that with a single swoosh, they had missed her run down the skyscraper.

"The passengers of flight 237 appear to have an unseen guardian angel when many have reported to be nothing in the wake of the landing except for what could be identified as a sound barrier ring that could still be seen across the waters of the bay as we speak along with a recording from a smart phone filmed by one of the copilots of the plane who stated that he saw something drifting across the waves before blasting off into the night of National City."

Kara squealed and ran across the room at un-identifying speeds with a large cheese and meat pizza in her mouth.

"Lana Wynn is live at the scene."

"Thank you Rick, guardian angel or human wrecking ball there is destruction all over Auto Bender Bridge but luckily a freelance photographer from the plane managed to capture the very shot of the sonic boom being created along with another phone recording of the loud tremor left by the moving object."

Kara snarled at the slight insult but focused on the recording of the shocked passengers aboard the plane and soon everyone yelled upon hearing the loud noise that vibrated the downed vessel. The young women was about to search for the remote when the television was suddenly paused.

She turned around and was greeted with the grim face of her sister.

"Oh my God" Kara ignored her shock.

"I know!" she squealed through her grin. The Kryptonian zoomed up to Alex and gave her an unintended bear hug. When she cried out in pain she quickly deprived herself and apologized before becoming energetic again.

"I still can't believe I did it."

"Yeah, neither can I, are you ok?" Kara gave her a skeptical look not knowing if Alex knew the answer and that she should be asking the human that. When the alien kept rambling Alex interrupted her as if on cue.

"I need a drink."

"Right, right we should celebrate." Faster than Alex could predict Kara disappeared from her spot and before the older one could move her head towards the kitchen her sister was back in front of her holding the glass of stinging scotch. Alex took the drink gracefully while Kara spoke.

"It's been so long I almost forgot how to fly, I mean not that I care if I could cause we both know that's not what I prefer and I don't plan to do that again for a while but hey, how else was I supposed to steer the plane into the water. And I didn't exactly let people see me cuz I was gone right before they knew exactly who I…." Alex interrupted her once again.

"What were you thinking!?" the room went silent.

"You exposed yourself, to the world. They saw you Kara. They say what you did and you can't take that back." Kara could tell where this was going but decided to defend herself.

Ok first off, nobody truly saw me…and second of all. I don't want to take it back." her sister gave her a "really?" look.

"I…I've always felt the need to help people and tonight I finally got that chance. I mean not in the way that you think because I always figured it would be like from the shadows among humanity. You know I didn't travel two-thousand light years just to be an assistant." Alex's face became one of worry.

"What if people figured out who you are? What you are Kara? You know it's not safe for you to do anything like what you just did especially if you condone vigilantism. You are fast Kara, but don't ever do anything like that ever again do you hear me?" it struck Kara's heart faster than the day she first ran. She figured her sister would be proud of her but instead like most things, she got the complete opposite results.

Unable to handle the tension any longer she disappeared from the spot and the door to her room closed simultaneously. Alex groaned. She hated it when her sister used her blinding speed when it came to stuff like this.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." with that being said, the heir to the Danvers family left the complex while locking the door.

"Good morning National City, are top story, the only story anyone is talking about. Who was the mysterious thing that saved the plane of flight 237?"

Kara walked into the building owned by one of the greatest and richest bachelorettes despite being in her early fifties, Cat Grant.

"Despite our extensive efforts, no one is still able to identify the odd object which people are now starting to confirm it as an "it". The women's shoulders tensed and turned away from the huge flat screen TV to make it to her working station when her coworker Winn spoke up in absolute protest.

"A plane saving, water skiing fast object? How is the world supposed to take "it" seriously when it can't even reveal itself? I mean what Metropolis gets him and we get some kind of vigilante unable to be seen by the human eye." Meanwhile Kara focused her super hearing as she made her way into her boss's office.

"Now I know many of you are used to being second best but it's new to me. The most incredible event in the history of National City and yet we don't even know what it is." Her top executives and reporters were in her office standing at attention almost like as if she was a focused drill sergeant while the many screens behind her showed a blurry image of something leaving the sonic boom. With captions saying "What is that".

"There is nothing much to go on other than the fact that we all know that that wasn't Superman leaving the scene."

"I'm guessing whatever it was broke the laws of physics because if it broke the sound barrier at sea level we would've still been able to see what it was after leaving the ring behind but that thing was pretty much an unseen dash."

"Maybe it was Superman. He just didn't want to attract attention in National City. Or not." He finished that sentenced when everyone laid eyes on him. James Olsen spoke up last.

"Or maybe it's something that was just trying to do the right thing."

"You make a good point James." The dark man smiled upon hearing her remark.

"Do you truly think the Man of Steel himself was actually involved with this? It is hard to tell considering the work done last night wouldn't exactly be his style." The man shook his head in disagreement.

"I don't think so. Not to mention, why would that thing take off at sea level when it could've just flied off into the sky? For all we know the thing probably just helped land the plane into submission, we still have yet to hear from the pilots themselves." Kara nearly sighed in relief when everyone around them nodded their heads in understanding. She definitely wasn't going to fly for the next few years.

"But if it's anything like him, it's a hero. We may not know where it is at this point but. It'll be back." the former photographer finished with confidence in his baritone voice.

"It better be, cuz this thing is exactly what I need to save the tribune. Besides fatty foods there is nothing people love more than not a majestic hero, but an infamous and anonymous vigilante." The whole room went silent upon hearing what Cat Grant had just branded the mysterious speedster.

"We are going to put it online and in the paper but we need images, we need video. We need an interview and exclusive content so go. Go get me whatever that "thing" is." Everyone practically bowed their heads to the media mogul and left to do their jobs. Kara soon followed but was stopped by her boss.

"And Kiera?" the alien with glasses turned around almost using her speed.

"Go get me a lettuce wrap." The women nodded and typically walked out the office.

Kara ignored James and made her way towards Winn's desk to whisper in his ear.

"Winn, I need to talk to you on the roof." The young man was shocked at first but he didn't get a chance to show it as his secret crush ran towards the elevator.

He climbed up the last few steps of the helipad platform and there she was, Kara Danvers with her back towards him.

"Uh Kara, whatever you need to say can you make this quick I am not really use to being this high up?" he shuddered when he could've sworn he heard the building swish. She sighed out loud to let out her tension.

"Ok um Winn, I'm going to tell you something about me that only three people in my life know. Can I trust you?" she sounded serious so she got the exact response that she wanted.

"Good um, I really want someone to be excited for me and I…there's something about me that for most of my life I have run from it, both literally and metaphorically and last night. I embraced who I am and I don't wanna stop."

"Oh my God you're a lesbian." She gasped at that remark.

"Oh Kara this is exactly why you're not into me this is, this is great news."

"I am not gay." Now it was his turned to gasp.

"I'm…I'm "it". I am the thing." Winn just couldn't comprehend where this was going. The women hunched her shoulders while quickly working up the courage to admit her identity once and for all.

"I am the one who helped save the plane, I created the sonic boom." One look from Winn's face and she could already tell he was thinking that she was crazy.

"Yeah sure ok." He chuckled like an immature teen and slowly turned around to walk back to the steps. But what Winn didn't know was that would be the last doubtful mistake he every made in his life. A ringing swoosh hit both his ear drums and he saw Kara sunshine Danvers standing right beside the steps to get off the helipad. He blinked several times, unable to believe what he just saw.

"How did you…" before he could finish his sentence the girl who he had grown quite fond of disappeared from her spot and he felt a vibrating jolt around his neck.

"Do that." The startled man turned around and there she was, standing nearly at the edge of the CatCo building with his tie loosely tied around her neck. His theory was correct as he touched his collar and his fingers didn't pick up any trace of the fabric he had around it seconds ago.

This day sure was full of surprises because due to the gullible grin that Kara was giving him, she wasn't done showing off.

"You're…" before he could blink Kara zoomed out of his vision and this gave him the courage and curiosity to actually approach the edge despite his somewhat fear of heights. Down in the clear as day streets Winn could've sworn he saw a whooshing figure zig zagging all around the intersections before quickly making its way up several buildings across the sky line. If this was a cartoon his jaw would've dropped all the way to the rooftop floor. He just couldn't believe that his coworker was actual running. That is if he could call it that, across the tall structures of the city and making her way down in under a few seconds every time only to go back up another. His eyes were set on the nearest building and despite being quite the distance, he could tell the little figure waving its arms in the air was Kara.

This was so much to take in but at this point Winn didn't care anymore. His friend had powers, she could move fast. Faster than anything he had ever seen. She could even give the big guy in Metropolis a literal run for his money. He was brought back into reality when he now felt someone behind him.

"You're, you're "it"." he looked down and was surprised to find his tie back onto his collar, the fabric neatly tied back together as if nothing had touched it in the first place.

"Yup." She grinned and she did what she did best, she sped off down the building and right back to face him.

"It's me Winn, guess that makes me National City's…vigilante." She zoomed towards him, grabbed his hand and the two were gone, leaving the helipad platform empty as it was minutes ago.

"What happened to the plane Vortox? You were ordered to bring it down." The voice spoke over the image of the tanned bald humanoid.

"Our trapped worked. The DEO agents were on board and the bomb detonated." The second humanoid in the flesh countered.

"Then why aren't they dead?"

"The thing, whatever it was it helped the plane into submission." His superior gave him a confused look.

"What is it? I am rather impressed that something of Earth could move so fast."

"It isn't of Earth and it is most likely not the powerful Kal-El. You should remember that Zor-El saved his child before Krypton's destruction." There was a pause in the dark atmospheric air.

"The child of Zor-El and Alura In-Ze." The bone protruding skull nodded.

"It is working with the humans. Most likely under the conditions of vigilantism." The face in the hologram took in the information.

"It has taken to the shadows such as us. Nothing must interfere. You are instructed to eliminate the human operatives. You can add the elusive Kryptonian to the list." The alien in the tunnel's face grew more stoic than ever.

"I can't promise her death won't be public, or messy." The last words came out coldly.

"Human casualties are irrelevant. Threaten the child. Take it out of its adopted element. And you shall be rewarded handsomely." The taking man in the image ceased and the bearded man took the lethal looking one sided axe off the built in shelve.

"If it is what I think it is, Alura In-Ze's child. Then it will pay for its mother's debts. And so will the city.

Winn softly chewed on his box of take out while he was waiting for Kara to come out with her first prototype super suit. During their ride down the elevator at work several hours ago Kara went so far as to admit that she was Superman's cousin. Normally this would've given him a heart attack but first of all he wasn't old and second of all, with everything that happened so far since yesterday, it kind of made him put two and two together. What was mostly on his mind was the color theme that Kara decided to choose. Although all black wasn't her color he respected Kara's decision. Besides, if she was supposed to be an anonymous vigilante, what was good about sticking to the catch if citizens of National City started seeing red and blue all over their nation? Not to mention Kara told him her life story on how she grew accustomed to the manifestation of her first superpower, speed.

"So how is it?" he yelled over the sound of the funky groovy music playing from the living room stereo.

"I am not running around the city in this thing." she came out from the other side of the complex in an extremely tight black one piece spandex diver suit that hugged her skin and left her feet bare.

"I didn't even do swimming and isn't this a man suit?" she looked up when he didn't give her a direct response. Instead he was blushing heavily and did his best not to squeal.

"Winn?" she followed his gaze and moved her eyes down to her crotch. Officially knowing what he was looking at.

"Oh my God!" she disappeared from her spot in a zoom and ripped the Rao forsaken thing right of her body once she got back in the closet.

"Where is my ca…never mind!" she shouted to her friend as he personally thought capes were lame.

They gave it another try the next day on their day off from work. And Winn blew a raspberry when he saw Kara walking towards him wearing loose black training shorts, black tank top, and a pair of black trainers. He looked up and noticed that she still had her glasses on which she must've known as well since she took them off the bridge of her nose.

"You look like you are about to go for a jog." She rolled her eyes at the pun and snapped her fingers.

"Winn." He snapped out of his fantasy daze.

"Right, to be a super hero…I mean vigilante you must remain hidden while working outside of the law, shouldn't really be a problem for you considering you look like a flash every time you are running. But, you also need a crime, a hacked into the NCPD and there is a car chase." Kara grinned upon hearing the news.

"I can do a car chase." Before he could give her directions she zoomed out of sight while the window simultaneously opened.

Kara perched herself at the top of an abandoned building on the far side of the city and focused her super hearing for the sound of police sirens. As if on cue, the Kryptonian disappeared from her spot and drifted through the crowded streets of the city that could be called New York Two. While turning on a side walk she noticed a little girl was frozen in place upon the many other people surrounding her and saw that the girl must have licked the ice cream she was holding a little too hard and was on the verge of splattering on the ground.

Living up to her power Kara moved to the side of the elderly women who could've been none other than the girl's grandmother and took the cone from the small child without her even so much as moving. The alien scooped up the vanilla wad of dessert with the cone and put it right back onto the open palm of the unknown child. Satisfied Kara sped from the scene before the frozen time illusion ceased but what she didn't know was from the eyes of many people she had just passed, from their perspective it was all a blur.

Within seconds she reached the 12 freeway way from where the cop cars were and she sped past them to effortlessly catch up to the pimped out golden 1975 Malibu and from one thrust of her open palm, she crushed the right back tire followed by zooming in front of the vehicle and slamming her shoulder into the hood with just enough force to stop the car from officially moving. She was gone right before all the police cars stopped. The men inside stood with their mouths agape as the black figure left just as quickly as it came.

Winn was shocked as came back in a complete thirty seconds. He already knew she was fast but, golly he didn't expect her to plan and execute the moment she sped off the window down the building. She was definitely off to a good start.

"Wow Kara." he amazingly praised but his brows quickly furrowed as she had an odd expression on her face.

"These clothes are still tight and itchy." The man was never going to get tired of seeing his friend speed off in a way that almost looks like teleportation.

Later during the afternoon Kara had slipped into another put together super suit. This time she was wearing the same tank top followed by matching skinny jeans and converse but the most distinct aspect was the soot leather trench coat that she had on that fit her a little too big.

"Loose clothing could aid with mobility and not cause too much of a discomfort. Why didn't I think of that." He observed her now concealed body more closely.

"Though I've gotta say. You're starting to come off more like the Matrix." Kara gave him a playful frown but the human and Kryptonian's ears ended up being geared towards Winn's computer that was sitting at the coffee table.

"West National City Bank reporting at 432 sixth and spring suspects are armed and dangerous."

"Are you sure you are bullet proof?" the man asked his friend and his only response was a playful slap on the shoulder before disappearing down the building with the infamous whoosh ringing through his ears.

When she arrived at the top of the bank in all her black attire Kara noticed how the two armed robbers were leaving the building with guns at the ready to fire at anything or anyone that threatened to get in her way. She gave a playful sneer and whistled rather loudly for the robbers to hear.

The two masked men aimed their assault rifles at the taunting whistle that they heard above their heads but were surprised to see no one upon the church like balcony. Once they thought the cost was clear the thieves turned around to face forward and were met with an unseen obsidian force colliding against their faces, instantly knocking them out while dropping their weapons simultaneously. Kara focused her vision of the speed time break and noticed that one of the thugs had already pulled the trigger after barley letting go of his illegal firearm. Several of the speeding pieces of led were already heading towards the escaping citizens who were running out of the assaulted government and city owned building in shock.

Wasting no time the Kryptonian moved swiftly through the supposed frozen air and caught three bullets considering they were the closest fired from the MP-5K. She then skidded across the cement floor and extended her leg out in order for the bullets to collide against her shin considering they were headed towards a rather cute couple who had fallen to the ground while the man shielded his lover. Kara took this opportunity to take her leave and pushed herself back up to her sneakered feet and before anyone knew what came, it was gone without a trace.

Winn pored himself a glass of orange juice when he jolted nearly spilling his drink when the sound of coins clanging on the linoleum kitchen table filled his eardrums. The young hacker turned around and was met with Kara standing in his wake with her palm on the table. When she lifted it she grinned as Winn's brows rose upon realizing that what she left on the table wasn't coins but dented lead bullets from her quick trip as the City's vigilante. He laughed in complete amazement and offered her a well-deserved glass of orange juice in which Kara took gratefully.

That evening as the sun was going down Winn noticed that by the garbage bin laid the dark soot jacket along with the worn out converse shoes. He picked them up in curiosity, wondering why Kara had disposed of her "Matrix gear".

"Hey Kara?" he yelled over the side of the complex.

"If you want I could maybe or…" his ideas on restoring the jacket went to the garage with the shoes as he dropped the huge piece of leather in shock.

Kara sure knew how to make an entrance as she slowly walked into his view with the sound of heavy heels echoing throughout the hard clean floor. She now stood with her arms loose to her sides so he could get a better view of what he assumed was her final outfit. And by God he knew he said it to himself before when he thought black wasn't suited for Kara but now he was starting to have second thoughts.

The young women stood tall and proud as she flexed her fingers which her nails were now painted a polished jet black. She wore a tight black t shirt with matching Denim pants and shiny high heel biker boots that the pant legs disappeared into but what mostly caught Winn's eye was the black low collar long sleeve double breasted twin tailed coat that she had snuggly around her shoulders. The tails of the coat nearly reaching passed her ankles. Her face somehow resembled remarkable beauty as her hair was long and loose around her shoulders, obsidian Charlotte Tilbury Matte Revolution Lipstick painted her plump buxom lips followed by the pampered eye liner across her glossy eyelashes. Kara Danvers had underwent a unique transformation, and horrifying was not one of them.

"Wow." was the only word that came out the tech geek's mouth.

Kara grinned revealing her pearly white teen and stood straight in front of the large mirror, admiring her ultimate look. Winn had finally developed the letters to make sentences in his spinning head.

"Ok, now I know you definitely don't want anything to do with your cousin. You don't even have anything on indicating the "s"." at that moment he thought he had regretted his choice of words when Kara's smiled vanished but she spoke next before he could start with the apology.

"And right you are Winn." She gave him a glance before turning back towards her reflection.

"Despite how he and me are related let's face it. I can never be like him. All my life I thought I could help people the way he did, that I could make a difference by following in his footsteps, that I could one day carry on his legacy if anything were to happen to him. But reality hits us all like a freight train. If I'm going to start using my powers for the greater good its best if I start doing it this way. To be someone who works in the dark to keep others safe, to be a beacon that no one truly knows but can always count on to demolish evil and then vanish without a trace and that is what I know and need to be. My family's code of arms belongs to him Winn. It always was and will be his. I failed my mission when I was sent here by my parents. Now it's time I make my own mission and work through the unseen to accomplish what my Mom said I would." She let out the last few sentences with pride and confidence and was met with the understanding gaze of her best friend as he nodded with a smile.

He didn't need to be a fortune teller to know that challenges would arise in the future, but he was damn well sure that Kara would triumph in the end. The atmosphere changed when the police frequency on Winn's computer rung like the voice of God.

"Four- alarmed fire at Gates and Igle."

"I am assuming you can't catch on fire can you?" Kara raised a neatly waxed brow at him and pointed a black nailed finger at the table for Winn to look. When he laid his eyes on the dented metal bullets that littered the linoleum he turned back around to ask her.

"So what does that have to do with what I…" he should have known. Kara was gone from where her boots were and the window was somehow opened without any form of how it was propped out. The man sighed in happiness. He was proud of Kara, for her courage, for her confidence to tell him her secret, and for what she was now doing with her inherited powers just like her cousin. No matter what happened he would be here for her, weather she felt the same way about him or not.

Deciding to officially call it a day Winn packed up his stuff and made his way out of Kara's apartment. He locked the door with a spare key that the young women had given him and he wasted no time to head for the elevator to finally go home.

After zooming nearly back and forth throughout the city for the fifth time Kara ran to the top of the Nation Crystal glass tower and perched herself on the highest solid platform she could find. The Kryptonian smiled upon feeling the tails of her coat bristle through the cool wind of the night. She absolutely loved the feeling of being at such high altitudes and she knew that she could reach among the stars but that would require flying, the many of her powers that she preferred to keep dormant.

Besides, it was much better to be watching the glistening lights of the darkened city rather to be alone in a void known to many as space.

Kara closed her eyes and listened to the many sounds that National City had to offer. She was on patrol, this was her duty and she had to be vigilant. She heard the voices of thousands upon millions of people, some happy, some sad, some gleeful, and some mad. Kara did her best not to be too open on increasing her hearing rate, the last time she did something like that was many years ago and it took the comforting shushes of Eliza to calm her down as she clawed at her scalp while begging for everything in the world to just go silent.

Her black lips pursed as she focused on a certain sound, a frequency. Something that she wished she hadn't heard and opened her mascara eyes in shock.

"Sir I have a visual on the Kryptonian am I clear to fire."

"You are clear fire at will." A loud echo of a gun firing filled the atmosphere.

Kara gritted her teeth as she focused harder from where the voices were coming from and to her luck. She spotted the source several miles away from another skyscraper in the distance. She didn't get a chance to use her telescopic vision as a glowing object was heading in her direction followed by another one in its wake. Reacting on instinct Kara entered the speed time break trance and got a better view of what was heading towards her upper body. It was a dart, a sharp metal like dart that began to glow a sickening green every slowed second it kept getting closer. Normally Kara would've quickly chosen to stretch her palm out to catch it but the Kryptonian's train of thought was interrupted by the one feeling she never hoped to experience in her life, Pain, physical pain, a grimly mixture of both headache and nausea.

Understanding the hardened situation and feeling as though her powers would abandon her any second now Kara threw her head back as the sickening dart zoomed right past her nose, causing a burning sensation in her nostrils to commence. Her deed wasn't done yet as she could already feel the second dart heading for her abdomen and making whatever speed she had left in her count, Kara threw herself back off the crystalized building and would've grinned in satisfaction upon knowing that she wasn't shot by the darts if not for the nausea that was pounding at her skull.

As she fell many stories down to the awaiting concrete Kara all of a sudden took in a huge gasp of air, no longer feeling the sickness that she was feeling several seconds ago. Still, she took this time to comprehend what was happening because now was definitely not the time for cockiness. Whatever that was just fired at her actual made her feel fragile and ill. And for a moment she felt as though her powers, her speed were leaving her body permanently. Never again would she take it for granted.

The Kryptonian twisted her body to wear she was now free falling, feeling the wind blow through the edges of her black coat. Using this time to her advantage she glided down to where she now saw her reflection through the barrage of glass windows. She extended her right boot out to the glass as if it was the ground floor and Kara embraced her element with open arms.

The DEO shooter disassembled his long range rifle as he spoke into his communicator to his superior.

"Target has been hit sir, I repeat target has been…" the agent never got a chance to finish as he saw something in the shadows of the high rooftop he was on. There was something up here with him. The man instinctively pulled out his hand gun and stood on his feet just as fast as the highly trained soldier he was.

He fired several rounds into the dark and gasped as a black mist snatched his gun away from him. To add tension to the scene the member who worked for the DEO stood still as the silhouette among the shadows tossed to his feet what appeared to be crushed led bullets and a bent back nine millimeter.

"Who sent you?" Kara spoke coldly through the dark.

The shooter finally put two and two together and panicked upon being in the presence of the Kryptonian he was issued to subdue without any Kryptonite other than the two darts which was the only alien ammunition he was given.

"Oh shit…TARGET IS ON THE MOVE REPEAT TARGET IS ON…." it was all he was able to speak more like yell into his communicator before Kara became a dash in his eyes and snapped the device off his chest before crushing it with her mighty fist. The agent did his best not to shudder as he could faintly make out a nailed polished hand coming towards his face. The fast being flexed her middle and thumb finger and with a flick to his forehead, he was out cold.

Kara knew that whoever he had spoken to had got gotten somewhat of the SOS call he frankly delivered. Someone was looking for her. She was being hunted down in National City. Normally this would give her confidence to locate this potential enemy and bring him or her down to its knees. But after what just happened a while ago made her think otherwise. Whoever was after her, what if they had more of that stuff that made her ill? What if supposedly more of these killers were on other rooftops as she thought?

She couldn't afford to stand around any longer. She made sure that the man was in a comfortable position before she left and crushed the nearby dismantled rifle with her boot. With a tilt of her tailed coat Kara made her way into the shadows and disappeared with a movement so quick.

Director Henshaw sat in the black van in an unknown alley way of National City. The stoic man would never admit it but he was impressed that his assistant's adopted sister was able to evade their elusive abduction. He expected this operation to go rather easy and later transport the Kryptonian to the DEO headquarters for contact and revelations. Perhaps what his assistant said was true. Kara Zor-El was no wear near her prime but if there is one thing she has embraced full control over is her speed. Many of his task force shooters reported seeing a black object moving through the streets and buildings of the city but none of them seemed to get a clear shot. Hank Henshaw however was not one to surrender so quickly. He will just have to wait and plan again until next time.

"I think its best if we completely drop the assault at this point sir." Alex Danvers spoke to her superior as she sat next to him in the passenger seat.

"What makes you say that Agent?" he asked in his grimly and baritone voice.

The women handed him a large tablet that was connected to the DEO tracking satellite around the globe and to his hidden amazement there was a dark object moving half way across the world, A Blur.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed the first half of the AU pilot. I'll have the other half up pretty soon. Stay tuned.