Thank you for all the reviews so far! This chapter is more focused on character development and we've not met the Titans yet. And I plan on adding one or two OC versions of certain characters to the titans team for this story. Don't worry, the main guys are still there. Any possible suggestions are welcome and I hope you continue to enjoy the story!

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Chapter Two – The Man Of Steel

"So.. Clark said he's on his way here . ", Barry remarked as he threw the comms unite he had used to contact Superman across the twelve foot long platinum table that stretched out across the room. He slid off his mask and dropped down onto a nearby foam layered chair, sighing in relief as he stretched out his back muscles.

"Umm. So.. don't you think calling Clark in just like that is.. kinda.. I dunno… drastic?", he remarked to the only other person in the room.

"No.", Batman replied mono chromatically, not taking his eyes off the giant holographic computer screen that was calculating the blood count in the blonde girl's DNA sample.

Barry cocked his eyebrows."Right. Right… Okay.. Got it..", he remarked, pursing his lips. Crossing Bruce Wayne proved to be harder than achieving mach three speeds at times. And frankly speaking, he just didn't have the energy right now to cross the Batman after most of his energy had been spent during the events of over seven hours ago.

Barry slouched in his chair, fiddling with his thumbs , his eyes darting left and right in boredom. Sure, he was rather adept at investigations and all that sort of stuff, if he did say so himself, but the Batman never let him touch his toys, not that he complained. Nobody in their right minds would want to get on the wrong side of the Batman. Suddenly, Barry felt his stomach growling and with a jerk, he realized that he hadn't had his daily dose of ten thousand calorie intake of food yet.

"Be back in a flash. ", Barry announced as Bruce ignored him. And within the blink of an eye, Barry zipped out of the room in a crimson blur and by the time Bruce had turned around to nod, the flash had already returned, with a burger in his hand and some french fries lying on a tray on the table. Bruce didn't say anything, but gave him a long hard stoic look from under his mask.

"What?", Barry shrugged, taking a mouthful of burger as he defended himself. Bruce said nothing and returned to the computer monitor, which was displaying a three dimensional figure of a DNA sample, which was comparing the structure of the girl's, to that of Superman. If Barry's hunch was right, the DNA testing should prove the facts. Just then, the computer beeped and brought Bruce out of his thoughts. Barry zipped forward and gazed at the monitor, trying to put his investigator skills to use by trying to decipher the complex coding system encrypted on the computer.

"Hmm.. Both sample structures are similar to each other . They both contain the same amount of DNA strands and posses the same blood cell count. ", Bruce remarked, mostly thinking aloud to himself , as Barry nodded, keeping up with the facts. "The only difference with each sample is the fact that sample B, that is the girl's sample, contains a strand of the DNA chromosome which is identical to a human DNA strand, which Clark's sample does not possess. ", Bruce continued.

Barry scratched his head, coming to his own conclusion but unsure of whether they both were on the same page. "If what the DNA testing is accurate, then this is proof that she has Kryptonian blood in her. However, the specific structuring indicates that she also has human blood in her. So.. If my guess is correct, she is of both worlds. Half Kryptonian and half Human. ", Bruce elaborated as Barry's eyes widened as the realization hit him that they had just stumbled across another Super being.

However, Bruce's face still remained unchanged by the fact that they possibly had a new ally. "But that's not the most unbelievable part of the DNA result. If what the tests show are accurate.. then.. Most likely than not, the girl is somehow related to Clark. And not his human heritage, his Kryptonian blood line. ".

This time, Barry almost tripped over the chair in shock at such news. He couldn't believe it. Superman was no longer the last Kryptonian in the galaxy.

"GET OUTTA TOWN!", was all Barry could managed to exasperate in his shocked and yet surprised state of mind. Then a thought hit him. If he reacted to the news that Clark had a living blood relative then he wondered hos the man himself would behave to the shocking news. He wondered how the entire league would react to the news.

Amidst all this shock and confusion, he turned his gaze back to the looming figure of the Batman, expecting him to react the same way. To show some form of shock at such a revelation. But nothing. He didn't even move a muscle on his face, standing stoic as always. Without another word, he turned and placed a finger on his chin, his eyes squinting behind the mask, deep in thought.

"My only question, is why the girl had never exposed herself to be a kryptonian before today. Why now?", Bruce pondered, running his eyes over the results being displayed on screen. Barry scoffed and walked over. "Aw Come on. I respect you, Batman.. sir.. but even I gotta admit.. You kinda seem like you lack any real emotion sometimes. I mean.. some form of shock would be nice. Just so that.. I.. you know.. don't feel stupid for acting like I just did. ", Barry finished uneasily , rubbing the back of his neck. Bruce simply eyed him momentarily before picking up the kryptonite sample Barry had brought.

"You really don't know when to stop talking, don't you?", he remarked, placing the emerald crystal down as he moved forward and began writing encryptions to decipher the molecular code of the DNA samples for more concrete evidence. Just then, Barry felt a small vibrations echoing from behind him and he sensed thee feeling of another stirring body in the room, besides the two of them. The girl was beginning to regain her consciousness.

The first thing that Kara's senses told her when she came to , was the searing pain in her left temple. Her temple throbbed hard and she could almost feel it's heartbeat-like rhythm to the point where she wanted it to stop. She also felt incredibly groggy and faint, unable to muster up the strength to stand up. She could feel her ear drums vibrating softly within her ear canals and the first thing they relayed to her brain was the fact that she wasn't alone. She could hear the faint and muffled murmur of male voices from her surrounding and she tried to raise her hands to try and rub her eyes awake.

But as she tried to pull her hand free, her skin met with the cold sensation of being pressed against tried again and again . On the third try, she realized that her legs were secured too, at the ankle. She began to groan as she clenched her teeth, trying to break free of the metal. Her breathing rate began to increase exponentially and her adrenaline began to rush as panic plagued her mind. She was trapped. With a shock, images, or flashes of what she had done the last time she was conscious came to the forefront of her her mind. She had smashed a heavyweight cargo tanker like it was nothing . She opened her eyes and began to glance around frantically, trying to figure out where she was. It certainly didn't seem like the hospital.

She closed her eyes and tried to pull again . This time, her panic was beginning to get replaced by anger at being chained up like this and it fueled her. She began to feel incredible power surging through her and she roared as her body regained energy. Her roar alerted whoever her captors were of her presence but she couldn't care less. If she had managed to smash a cargo tanker in, she could take on a couple of thugs.

With rage rising inside her, she yanked her hands upwards and with a clang, the metal restrains holding her in place snapped . She broke her ankle restrains simultaneously and leapt out of the glass rectangular room she was being kept in.

"What was that?", Barry said, jerking his head towards the source of the noise. Looking left, he saw Batman readying some sort of tranquilizer gun that seemed to have green bullets in it. Barry raised an eyebrow. "Really? You created kryptonite bullets out of the sample I gave you in such a short time?".

"I don't condone having to use force to subdue her but since neither of us have super strength as a power, she can be contained with this for the time being. ", Bruce replied nonchalantly, clicking the tranquilizer gun in place.

Before Barry could retort, there was a loud 'BANG!' and the chamber that the blond girl was being held in burst open in a plume of dust and translucent smoke and the figure of the girl rolled outside. So she didn't have full control over her powers apparently.

Bruce brought up the gun to his cheek and took aim as a precautionary measure, ready for any sudden reactions. They still didn't know the full extent of the girl's powers, considering the fact that she was half human . Barry's attention turned back to the girl's when a strained groan elicited from her and she picked herself off the floor onto her hands and knees, her head hung low with her hair hanging off.

Barry exchanged looks with Bruce when the girl stayed like that and slowly edged forward, not resorting to his speed on the off chance that the girl got shocked and activated her powers again.

"Uhm... Miss? Are you all-", Barry encroached tentatively but drifted off when the girl began to groan and her body began to shake , trembling from shoulder to limb. Barry glanced back to see Bruce's face had stiffened and his index finger was dangerously close to the trigger. The gun was only a tranquilizer but it still didn't look nice to see the Batman with a gun.

Kara could feel her body heat rising her body began trembling , trying to contain whatever was coming or from the pain, she didn't know . But she could feel her body heat getting focused towards her eyeballs . At the same time, her boiling anger at being held up like some sort of freaky science experiment didn't help curb the intense heat building up near her peripheral area either. She could hear faint mumbling , most likely from whoever her captors were, and she could hear the faint footsteps as one drew closer to her . But she didn't care. She was trying to control her fury and let out an involuntary groan as the body heat left her body and focused in on her eyeballs. She didn't know what was happening to her.

Just then, the girl's groans grew more stronger and from what Barry could see, the crumbs of concrete on the floor began to levitate an inch off the ground and before he knew what was happening, the girl screamed violently as if in pain and a powerful crimson streak of intense heat burst out of where her eyes and narrowly missed Barry as he dashed out of the way . The beam of energy shot straight towards the computing units and with a resounding crack, burst the system, frying it's units in a small plume of smoke as the metal of the computer frame began to melt like oozing magma.

This latest revelation confirmed the fact that she had Kryptonian blood in her, for Barry and Bruce hadn't seen any meta human on earth who could do such a thing. As they ducked and watched, the girl seemed to be unable to control the intense , crimson beam of energy bursting out of her eyes and she screamed as she turned her head upwards. As she did so, the beam of energy followed her eyesight , traveling upward from the molten mess of metal that used to be the computer mainframe. As the beam neared the ceiling, they watched as the girl clapped her hands to her eyes, struggling to contain the crimson light, clearly unable to stop it. As they stood watching a sudden and completely impractical thought popped into Bruce's head.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say that she didn't even know about her powers until now. ", he remarked softly as he prepped his dart gun, clicking it into place, ready to fire. Barry's face drifted off in thought as the realization dawned on him.

"That makes sense..", he muttered softly before he was shaken out of his inner thoughts by a loud and resounding boom echoed through the room and the girl's screaming stopped abruptly as there was a sound of two bodies colliding with each other with intense force.

Barry turned around to find Bruce lowering his gun and he peered out to find the blonde girl, hair sprawled, lying in the molten rubble of fried circuits of her own doing. Standing, well, technically hovering just a few feet away from her was the man of steel, clad in his easily recognizable navy blue attire and red cape flapping gloriously due to the after effects of the speed with with he had probably zoomed into the room.

"Oh boy.. ", Barry muttered as he and Bruce walked out towards their colleague, he was dusting his hands together.

Superman, or as the people who knew him called him- Clark Kent, slowly drifted towards the two familiar faces with his crimson cape fluttering graciously behind him and landed silently next to them as Bruce powered down the tranquilizer gun . Barry, on the other hand, crept towards the figure of the knocked out teenage girl, who looked like she was knocked out cold.

"She's not gonna be happy when she gets up.", he muttered as Clark flashed Bruce a welcoming smile.

"Sorry I was late. got caught up stopping a newbie criminal called the 'Road Rager' on my way here. Rather unpleasant guy in smell and his powers include a nasty stink bomb.", he grimaced as Bruce slid his mask off. "So. What was so important that the Batman had to give me a call for?",Clark remarked in a slightly humorous tone. Bruce didn't even show the slightest hint of a smile and simply stared at the man of steel. He then nodded to the figure of the unconscious girl who was being lifted off the debris by Barry.

"Her.", he simply stated, placing the gun down . Clark cocked his eyebrows, sparing the unconscious girl a sideways glance as Barry was looking at her with a slightly concerned expression, from the looks of it.

"What about her?", Clark persisted, still not understanding why this girl, who had been destroying the Justice League Headquarters just moments before, was supposed to be so important to Clark.

Bruce didn't say anything, but turned away as Barry approached him, rubbing his neck sheepishly. "Yeah.. I don't exactly know how to tell you this but.. remember how you'd always go on and on about how you're the last Kryptonian ?", he said, to which Clark nodded, still not understanding what him being Kryptonian had to do with him being called here. Barry chuckled awkwardly .

"Yeah.. um.. Let's just say that you just knocked out one of your own species . ", Barry remarked . Clark's mind didn't wrap around the information so quickly but when it clicked, his eyes widened in a mixture of disbelief and excitement.

" WAIT. WHAT!?".

"So she's supposed to be half Kryptonian?", Clark remarked (slightly in disbelief), with a look of absolute amazement still etched across his face. It had been about ten minutes now since Barry had broken the news to Superman and the man of steel still seemed pretty psyched about it. Barry wondered how it felt, to learn all your life that you were the last of your kind, only to learn abruptly and in a shock that you had one other still alive.

"According to the tests conducted. Yes. ", Bruce said, for what was like the third time in ten minutes. Even Bruce had to admit that he was a little surprised to see Superman have a childish grin on his face.

"And from the DNA readings, she has identical chromosome numbers to yours - Shortly put, she shares your blood. ", Bruce completed as he opened up the spare bat computer on the batpod.

"So do you know any.. ya know.. Relatives who might still be alive or something?", Barry interrupted, feeling a little left out of the conversation. Clark scratched his chin , thinking for a moment. "Not really .. No.. Although.. back in the fortress of solitude, My father's conscience AI did mention something about his sister coming along as my guardian.. but I don't know any person like that. ", Clark huffed, his smile faltering slightly.

"Could be that your possible Aunt made it to earth and had a child with one of the humans. ", Bruce remarked, shifting a bunch of gadgets around, still not sparing his two companions a glance.

"Okay. But that doesn't explain why she never came for me or even visited me. ", Clark said softly, slightly crestfallen , thinking about the fact that he had some other like him all along on the planet and she never came to him. Somehow, this made him feel all the more attached to the blond teenage girl sitting unconscious on one of the chairs.

"I need more time to be able to answer that question of yours... unless the girl can answer it for you. ", Bruce remarked, glancing over his shoulder.

"But she acted like she had never experienced those abilities before. As if they were new to her. What I don't get is.. if she has the same powers as yours, how come she can't been able to use them before?", Barry inquired, scratching his head.

"Genetics. Her human DNA coding probably forced her Kryptonian side to go dormant all these years , seeing as they weren't required. And my guess is when she was within a close enough proximity to those Kryptonite crystals, her dormancy coding probably got unlocked. ", Bruce said, placing a blue flash disk into the internal computer on his glove.

"That kinda explains it. ", Barry admitted, an impressed expression etched across his face.

It was like deja vu. It was happening all over again. Kara could hear the indistinct mumbling of three voices in the same room as her and her head was aching , throbbing hard. Flashes of what she had done just the last time she was conscious flashed in her head. So she could stop a heavy duty cargo tanker without moving an inch and shoot lazer out of her eyes. Cool. Then she remembered that sonic sound of a speeding body shooting at her and that sharp pain in her back as something hard had struck her, sending her crashing into the wall and knocked her out . What was that?

With a groan, she tried to pull her hands up and thankfully, she could. At least she wasn't bound in metal restrains this time around. And.. she seemed to be sitting on a soft cushioned chair,as opposed to the hard metal examination table she had been tied to before.

She sat upright and massaged her head, eyes still shut, and noticed the discussing men's voices go dead silent all of a sudden. Then, a voice she had heard a few times of the television spoke in front of her, directly to her.

"Uh.. excuse me miss. But.. I apologize for knocking you out before. I hope we can start over. I am Superman.".

And so it was. Kara's gasped in amazement as the man of steel stood a little over two inches away from where she sat, towering over her in figure but still had an approachable look on his face as he held out his hand to help her up. His whole torso was so muscular and big that Kara could guess that she would be a midget next to him , despite her own body frame being more muscular than most girls she'd met.

"Alfred, I'm sending you a source code . It's military encrypted. I need you to decode it and access the hard drive. The computers here are fried. ", a gruff unemotional voice spoke from behind Superman. Peering over, an even louder gasp elicited from her mouth. She was standing in the same room as Superman, Batman and the Flash. That was something that didn't happen every other day.

"Very well, sir. ", an elderly sounding voice on the other end of the comms unit Batman was using , replied before it buzzed and snapped Batman then turned to face Kara with his ever present stoic expression and Kara let out an involuntary gasp when she recognized the man as Bruce Wayne, the billionaire Playboy who funded the orphanage that she had grown up in , among many others. Yes. There was no mistaking his face. And her eyes then fell on the blonde , blue eyed man in the unmistakable crimson costume that belonged to Central City's own Flash. Funny, she always thought the flash to be around her age, considering the humor the man passes off when apprehending his criminals on television.

She picked herself up and moved past Superman, who had a bewildered look on his face. She moved towards the imposing figure of Bruce Wayne and began to softly poke his armored suit, just to make sure that she wasn't dreaming.

"Oh is really happening. ", she muttered.

Bruce Wayne , for the first time, actually smirked at Superman. "Looks like she's a bigger fan of me than you. ". At that moment, an amused chuckle rang through the room, coaxing all the three people to turn to the blond man that was the flash. He continued to chuckle until Superman shot him an angry glare.

The man of steel then walked towards Kara and offered her a kind smile, which she returned, albeit confused a little. Why were all these superheros walking around exposing their secret identities for her to see? WAIT. Was it because of what she had.. could do?

"Look. I'm sorry for knocking you out. We may have gotten off on the wrong terms, Miss..?", Superman began, extending her hand out to shake it. It felt weird, to act all formal with a man who many considered to be a god. "Kara. The name's Kara. ", she replied.

"Kara.", Superman repeated and stood back. nodding to Bruce Wayne at first. "I'm sure you've guessed who he is. And this is Barry Allen, but you probably know him as the flash. ", he continued, nodding to the blonde haired man, who had apparently gotten so bored of the conversation that he had zoomed out and back in a second, his mouth full with a burger. "Hi!", he grinned .

"And my name is Clark Kent..And.. this may be a shock to you but.. Uh.. I don't know how to tell you this but..", Superman fumbled, leaving Kara shocked as to why he had just given up his secret identity to her, of all people.

"He means to tell you that he is your blood relative. You're superman's family ..basically . ", Barry Allen interjected nonchalantly . But the look on Kara's face proved otherwise. She thought she had misheard what the flash had said. But looking at Superman's face, she knew that what she had heard was true.

"WHAT!?",she exclaimed in shock.

"Well.. that could've gone better...", Clark sighed, rubbing the back of his head as the three superheros waited for Kara to go get changed as the clothes she had been wearing had been singed and smeared in various areas. Upon request, Barry had been kind enough to zip out and back in a second, his hands holding a few clothes that he apparently picked up from a yard sale or something.

"Honestly, I think she took it well... ", Barry remarked, scratching his chin. "I mean.. it's not everyday a superhero comes along and tells you that you're his family..". Barry chuckled. "Yeah. But it happened in the opposite to you didn't it? With Damian being basically dropped onto your doorstep.". Bruce gave him a stoic glare, which he coughed and cowered under.

Clark nodded. They were all waiting till Kara got changed and had calmed down a bit. At first, she thought someone was playing prank on her, then when she realized the gravity of the situation and how her super strength and energy blast from her eyes were eerily similar to superman's own powers, even she couldn't deny the fact. While she was still shocked at her having super powers, the fact that she was superman's family added to her level of shock and disbelief. It had taken almost an entire two hours to calm her down and explain the situation to her.

"I've located the orphanage she lives in. I can sign the adoption papers for you and-", Bruce began, looking up from his computer but Clark cut him short. "No. I want to adopt her on my own. She's family. ".

Clark wanted to do this. If he couldn't do this himself, how could he even think of taking care of Kara? He didn't want Bruce's or anyone else's help in this and that was final. He would go to her orphanage and adopt her.

Bruce and Barry stayed silent, exchanging glances at each other. They hadn't seen Clark with such a determined expression before.

"Thank you for all your help so far. Really. But she's my family. I need to take care of her. I WANT to take care of her. I hope you understand. ", Clark pressed on, seeing the unsure expressions on their faces. He knew the risks of course. If she turned out bad, it would as well be the end of humanity if someone were to find out about her and use her, since she's probably as powerful as he was.

Finally, to his relief, Bruce nodded. "Alright. But she needs proper training before she can enter the field . She can join the titans first. ".

Clark stood up. He was not going to have that. He wanted to spend as much time as possible with his only remaining family member left. Even if she was half-human.

"No. She stays with me. She's my family and I can take care of her. ",Clark said with an undeniable edge to his voice. Barry bit his lip as he could sense the anger radiating off the man of steel. "No. She needs proper training and an arguable level of control over her new found powers. She's otherwise dangerous to society if she can't control her powers like you are a bunch of criminals out there who will see her as a way to get to you. Do you want that? No. She needs to spend time training with people her age so that she has better control over her powers before she can be introduced to society . ", Bruce said in a commanding voice, turning to face Clark, with his jawline tightening .

"Exactly! She needs to learn how to control her own strength and realize her powers and the only person in the entire galaxy who understands her powers is me! I can help her , Bruce . ", Clark argued, waving his arms around to emphasize his point.

To be honest, Barry did feel sorry for superman . He had a desperate look on his face-a man holding onto the last piece of his home planet. But Barry had to agree with Bruce too; his argument was the more practical one. She needed proper training , full time. Clark could only be there for her for so long before he had to leave on league missions.

Tensions began to rise, Barry zipped up and stood in between Batman and Superman, his hands on both their chests to stop them from arguing any further because they looked like they were on the verge of throwing punches at each other.

"Hrnghh... Alright people... " ,Barry interjected. "Boy you guys are strong. what do you eat?..", he groaned, struggling slightly as he pushed the imposing figures back. "How about this? She can stay with Clark for a few days. He can teach her the basics of her powers and get to know her better as well. Then, afterwards.. maybe she can join the titans? How does that sound? Come on.. It's the best suggestion I got right now people. ".

At first, both Clark and Bruce stood their ground, not saying a word. Both of them respected each other's opinion but both of them wanted their suggestion to go through. But both of them did understand that coming to a compromise was the best solution at the moment and slowly nodded, easing up.

Just then, they all heard footstep approaching and they quickly eased up, not wanting the teenager to see the superheros arguing like this when they were supposed to be a team.

"Well... I guess.. I'm ready...?", Kara said , a bit unsure of herself, as she walked in. She had changed into a blood red checkered button shirt that she wore over a pale creamy white tank top and some ripped dark blue jeans.

Clark walked forward with a smile on his face while Barry turned to help out the Batman with something apparently,but Kara had the inkling that he just wanted to leave her alone with the alien who claimed to be her blood relative. No matter how much she looked at it in disbelief, the theory did line up. She had super strength, he had super strength. She had energy blasts shooting from her eyes, he had laser eyes. Plus, there was that DNA result that batman ran on their blood samples and they matched for the most part. There was no denying it. Superman was her family. It was going to take some getting used to.

"Um.. so.. where are we going.. exactly?", Kara inquired tentatively, as superman led the way down the hallway, all the while Kara was getting curious glances from some of the employees of the building. Funnily enough, Superman or...Clark.. as she was supposed to call him now, wore a very childlike grin on his face, like a child who had just received his favorite toy for Christmas .

"First I'm going to officially adopt you with signed papers. Then we go over to some McDonalds.. How does that sound?", he asked eagerly. Kara did feel surprised that he was so eager to spend time with her. She was normally one of the less approachable girls at the orphanage, since she basically beat the crap out of the the ring leader of the gang in the orphanage called the 'lost boys'. And she did feel elated that she would be leaving that depressing place once and for all.

"I do love burgers.", she chuckled awkwardly.

As they walked out the front door of the building to the compound outside, she noticed that it was already dusk, with the blood red skies lighting up the land. Wow. She had been knocked out so long. It felt weird. She turned to Clark.

"Um.. so where's your car?". He chuckled and smirked at her. "Oh there's no car. Until you discover how to fly, I'm your fastest means of transport. ", he added before he grabbed Kara by the waist, taking her completely by surprise and before she could protest, he shot skywards with her clutching onto him for dear life, gasping for air, but excited at the same time.

Kara had been having a pretty weird day so far. It had started off with an early morning visit to the central city museum. Then, for some unknown reason, she started to feel weak and sick. Then,she managed to stop a bunch of bank robbers by crashing their cargo tanker without meaning to. She found out she had superpowers(which was pretty awesome). Then she met Barry Allen, Central City's own Flash. She found out her orphanage's benefactor , Bruce Wayne , was the Batman. Then she found out that she apparently was a blood relative of Superman.

The weirdest thing she had to experience that day was when she walked into the orphanage with Clark Kent , who adopted her, and having to go back into her now former dorm and pack up all the possessions she ever had. Most of the kids she knew stayed wary of her, except for a few girls she actually considered friends. She was going to miss them. But the weirdest part, however, was when she found out the the orphanage mistress, had known about Kara's powers all along, since she had known her human father Richard. Although Zena had apparently never met Kara's mother in person, she was sure that she was the Kryptonian link .

This, of course confirmed the fact that Kara was, in fact related to Superman . The message he had from his father, Jor-El, apparently mention about his younger sister being there with him, to take care of him. Which meant that Kara's mother had to be Jor-El's younger sister, Alura, according to the message. That meant that Kara was Superman's cousin. Or rather Kal-El's cousin, if she called him by his Kryptonian name. And according to Clark, her full name, if he was correct, was Kara Zor-El. Not the name of belonging she had always wanted, but it was still something. Though she still liked her new public name better- Kara Kent.

The apartment Clark Kent lived in was not huge and extravagant, but it wasn't too small or dingy either. For a girl who had grown up all her life having to share everything she owned with her roommates and peers, living with her newly discovered cousin would be a welcome change.

His apartment was on fifth avenue in Metropolis, only seven blocks away from the daily planet building, the place he worked at as Clark Kent. He did, however, run a blog on the web with his only assistant at the moment- part time employee Catherine Grant.

There were many portraits of weird art that hung from the trapezium shaped entrance hall of the apartment , and a medium sized portrait of him with rather good looking woman with jet black hair and sky blue eyes. Somehow, this woman did seem familiar to Kara, as if she had seen her somewhere. But she couldn't put a finger on it.

A fairly large enough television set sat at the end of the room, behind which was the curtained doors that led to the balcony. There were many small notes and post it's stuck in various areas of the room, with notes scribbled on it, no doubt for his day job as a journalist. From her vantage point, she could see two rooms, most probably one for her and one which he used. Then there was the kitchen that was separated from the small dining room across the hall.

"I hope it's not that bad..", she heard Clark's voice behind her as he placed her rucksack on the chocolate brown floorboards.

"Oh no! It's pretty nice, actually. I've never had a place to myself so anything where I can be on my own is good for me. ", she replied, flashing him a smile. If he was her cousin and her only known family left, she might as well warm up to him, though it was weird having to see a famous superhero as your cousin brother.

Her assumption was confirmed when Clark led her to one of the rooms with a white wooden door.

"Then I hope you'll like this . ", he remarked with a grin before stepping back and switching on the lights.

And it look nice it did. It was not the most posh or well kept room like the ones you see on Television were. But Kara loved it anyway. It was her room and no one else's. She had her own space for the first time in her life.

A six foot long soft bed with a comfy looking mattress occupied the middle of the room, with a few novels lining up the small book stand on the left wall. An average length wooden table stood pressed against the south wall of the room, with chair drawn up and a reading light installed. From the window, she could see all the way up to nicker streets, four blocks down. She could tell it wasn't prepared yet, considering the fact that Clark utilized the time to zip around the apartment at super speed, fixing the room for her.

She was brought out of her moment gazing at the view outside when Clark cleared his throat to signal that he was done. His was brushing his hands over the black turtle neck sweater he was wearing and stroked his black hair over his head, adjusting his glasses.

"So.. uhmm. Welcome aboard . If you need anything, don't be afraid to ask. I'm right outside.. doing some work. Make yourself at home.", he said with a small smile before closing the door behind him.

The moment the door closed shut. Kara let out a gust of air and collapsed onto the bed in relief. Now she could truly be herself. Seeing a man as your family would take some getting used to for her, considering the fact that she had grown up getting bullied and shutting people out at the orphanage. But now, that life was behind her. Now her new life as the sixteen year old with superpowers began. Her life as Superman's cousin sister began. Her life as Kara Zor-El began.

Until next time!