Chapter 1

Well, to date I've gotten one review! Yay! I'm so proud! I was asked to continue writing and I actually have an idea, so here I go with the introduction of a new character. I'm also introducing Bruce Wayne/Batman, he's not gonna say anything, just know that Wayne Enterprises is his big company based in Gotham City, and (In my story) he's branched out to Metropolis. He's in his 20s, whether that is right or not, I dunno, but just so you guys know. More reviews please! Any comments, problems, complaints, or constructive criticism is welcome!

Once again, I don't own any of these characters, which is very sad. Oh but I do own Rei Harris, Paul Harris and Jean Harris because I created them.



The limo ride was tedious. Rei scowled out the tinted windows. What a nice way to end her summer, going to Lex Luthor's mansion in the middle of nowhere, ok, in the middle of Smallville which she'd grown up in. But a couple years after the meteor shower her and her parents had to move, despite an obvious reason that she sometimes got sick and weak with no apparent cause, not reason enough to move all the way to Metropolis but they moved anyways. Not to mention the fact that her father couldn't stand farming and working for LuthorCorp in the city just seemed better. Once he got out of LuthorCorp and set up his own business he was way up there with Lionel Luthor and making the 'big money' as he liked to call it. Rei appreciated what her father had done, but he wasn't the only success story to come out of Smallville and make it in Metropolis.

Rei really didn't want to stay with the Luthors, ok, correction, the Luthor. Even though it was only Lex, she'd rather stay somewhere else. Bruce Wayne of Wayne Enterprises, which had spread from Gotham City to Metropolis, had offered first to take her in, but her parents refused as they wanted her close to home. People were only offering to take her in so they wouldn't lose her parents business. Lionel Luther had offered next, seeing as his son was currently available she could stay there where she was close enough to the city and within easy contact, as if they'd phone her.

Rei's parents honestly didn't care. Well, they did care, but keeping up with the rich people was far more important that their daughter. Rei's mother, Jean, was always worried about what the neighbors would think. When her parents got into an argument it was always, "Paul, quiet down! Do you want the neighbors to hear? What would that do for our business? What would they think of us?" Which only made him angrier, but still they managed to maintain the perfect couple image, Rei was only, so to say, cramping their style. Her father was another story though. He cared the most about her. He was interested with her school work and went to her hockey games, but nothing more. Other than that, he was strictly business.

The emerald sign reading in white letters "Smallville" and the population flew by out the window. She was there, in Smallville. Rei sighed looking around at the scenery, at least it looked nice. Besides, how bad could the people be, nothing could be worse than the bastards at her old school. There was nothing really wrong with them, other than the fact that they were stupid. And she swore the entire football team was operating on one brain. One brain for however many there were of them. But that was understandable. Nobody needed to have the academic marks at her school anymore, as long as you could beat the shit out of the other team, you were ok. She really didn't care though, she was doing well enough. She'd learned not to care about what the other students thought, because she was different than them. She was different than anyone. Somehow she'd ended up the weird one.

Rei stopped thinking. She'd been doing a lot of thinking recently, maybe too much. She'd picked apart her life, the way you pick apart a story or an essay to find the errors and points that are wrong with it, she'd found everything that was wrong with her life. Everything. It didn't matter though. Since her parents had informed her that she was not really their daughter, and where she was really from which was not Smallville. It wasn't even the same country, it wasn't even the same, "Shut up" she told herself, "Just shut up." She wasn't sure whether or not she should be upset that she wasn't from Smallville. She did know that she was damn happy that she wasn't related to Jean and Paul, though she still called them Mum and Dad.

The huge mansion loomed before her. It did look nice, a little on the enormous side, but nice none the less. Rei didn't want to be here. Didn't want anything to do with Lex Luthor, Smallville, or its inhabitants. Regardless, she climbed out of the limo and the driver helped her carry her bags to the door, which opened as if on cue.