Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry! :/ Computer problems, my anger at said computer, and a current move kept me from updating, but I felt guilty and someone reminded me that I have loyal followers who are eagerly waiting for an update, and I know how much it sucks being patient, so I give you this new chappy. Enjoy the heck outta it cause it's gonna have a fight scene similar to Suckerpunch which was the most amazing thing I have ever seen. Like mind blowing, and I thought Rach should do something similarly badass. It's basically the same except…not. I don't know how to put it just read and find out. P.S: A friend of mine created a new story, it's a Santana/OC and Faberry super crossover. I'm sure you'll like it(: Check it out por favor! Her penname is Guyana Rose. The story is called The Reign Chronicles.

Disclaimer: You know the drill. I refuse to keep writing this out every chapter…its getting tedious. If you want the damn disclaimer go back and look at the last 13 chapters.(:

The super-powered teens and their unlikely family traveled for another three days until they reached the Adriatic Sea, where Alexander led the ship to the northernmost point where a port city was located. They disembarked and it was decided that Rachel would take motorbikes along with some of the Cleaners to act as backup and scouts, while the rest spread themselves out in SUVs to make it so that if there was an attack they could easily spread thin the attacking force.

Moving swiftly, they entered the city in a tight group and Rachel circled the front three cars with two Cleaners shadowing. They neared the main plaza when a cry is heard from one of the surrounding Cleaners and they spot a rather large mechanized soldier wielding a giant saw.

Rachel scowled under her bike helmet and charged forward on her bike. She lined her bike up along the right side of the giant, and pulls the throttle back hard. Speeding forward, she waits until she comes within a few meters of the oblivious machine and hits the front brakes.

Her bike pitches forward into a long, skidding front wheelie and she waits until she comes within hitting distance of the now moving bot, and twists her hips, sending the bike to the side and gunned the throttle, letting the tire spin and hit the face of the mech bot.

The upper body of the slow machine was sent shooting out into a waiting battalion of soldiers that were just hiding around the corner, burning projectiles spiraled into the startled bunch, taking out over half of them out.

She continued on her spin touching back down in her original direction, and hit the gas again, pulling into a half-wheelie and jumped off the bike. It continued on and crashed into another group of soldiers that were moving in. Flames shot out in a sudden burst of heat, with bits and pieces of bronze flying at dangerous speeds. Rachel yanked off her bike helmet and used it to bash in the head of a startled Steampunk Soldier that had been with the larger one. She threw it hard at another then turned her attention back to the still smoldering remnants of the battalion.

Rachel walked into the frenzied group of metal heads, ignoring what was happening behind her with her family and drew a samurai sword and a Desert Eagle and engaging the troop head on. She immediately spun on one foot, the back of her heel connecting it with the face of an unsuspecting drone. Her sword dropped down in one smooth motion, cleaving an arm off, then two legs. A gunshot later, a twitching body is left behind while a deadly diva sliced heads, a few meters away. The drone with its face crushed feebly lifted its pistol, aiming it shakily at Rachel who without turning, placed the Desert Eagle to her side and fired once, putting a bullet into the center of its head.

She then shoved the gun in another's chest cavity and tearing through to the other side to fire off an entire clip, bringing down many bodies. Bullets hailed down on her, and swords and bayonets sliced from all sides.

Rachel sucked in a breath, arms folded, focusing her energies into a creation.

Wind whipped across the street, sucking into a massive vortex surrounding the Alpha Werepyre, causing her to disappear in the swirling dust. Many metal heads got sucked into the giant tornado, pieces flying in a constant sickening revolution, and the surrounding masses of family and foe turned to the amazing spectacle.

A light suddenly flickered from the center of the twister, midway up. It grew brighter and brighter until the whole windy vortex exploded in a mass of spinning flames, burning so hot, the metal that was caught in its rotation melted into white hot liquid lava.

Rachel flew out in a mass of flames and air, landing smoldering on a pile of rubble, her clothes singed to just scraps. She brought her hands up and took control of the fiery blaze straight out of the apocalypse and sent it careening down the street, annihilating most of the remaining forces that still scattered about. Her family still was fighting a substantial amount but it wasn't an overwhelming number anymore.

The Songbird released the magic behind the tornado and it vanished in a puff of dark smoke and ash.

She put her sword to good use cutting down any that was in her way, when she spotted a strange sight.

A red-eyed bot that had the laurels of a high ranking officer stood within the couple dozen bodies, overseeing the destruction. This thing was now high on Rachel's, 'Kick Your Damn Ass' list.

Slicing her way to the out of place red-eyed soldier in the midst of white, she hears a screech of metal and snaps her head quickly to the side.

Quinn had lifted a car and was viciously beating the crap out of a mech bot that was feebly trying to crawl away, her face a mask of rage and agony. Rachel only just spotted an unmoving body at Quinn's feet.

Rachel's heart froze.

She moved, unconsciously teleporting to her mate's side. The sight of a bloodied Sophie made her body sick with rage and despair.

"What the fuck happened!" she cried out, crouching down and cradling the feebly stirring girl.

"He came from the rooftops and surprised us, I couldn't get to her in time!" Quinn was crying, "Please help her Rach, I'll-I'll watch over you."

She turned her back to the two, quickly sparing a distressed glance at her ward, then her face hardened.

HBIC Quinn Fucking Fabray was unleashed. The bronze metal robots never stood a chance against her.

Quinn tore into everything that crossed her path. She fought until there were only five left standing.

Panting, she chanced a glance back to her girls.

Rachel was clutching tightly at a now fully healed, but painfully traumatized Sophie. Rachel looked to her mate then nodded. The brunette disappeared, and Quinn turned back to her last five kills.

One charged foolishly ahead of the others, its bayonet raised and ready to plunge into the blonde's heart. Quinn snarled then deflected the blade. She then brought her foot down on the base of the knife and snapped it off, sending it flying up.

Snatching at the knife head midair, she shoved it into the eye of the bot and spun away, taking the knife with her.

She pulled her fist back and launched it at another, the blade burying itself into its throat. She whipped around and put her hand through the chest of a freakishly tall one and grasping he neck of the cyborg behind it, pulling its head through the hole she made then tearing it off completely. She took the twitching head then smashed it against the skull of the one she punched a hole through. The two bodies collapsed in a jumbled heap.

Quinn heard a crunch and turned to seen Brittany and Santana pulling apart the remaining metal head by its feet, tearing it down the middle. Tossing the pieces aside they both stride over to Quinn, giving the area a quick scan.

"How's Sophie?" Quinn asked urgently, clipped.

"She's…she's doing as well as could be. Right now she is attached to Victoria, who is going berserk. She took out a group of fifteen by herself…" Santana spoke quietly, her dark eyes taking in the mutilated metal.

"Do we have any losses?"

"Samuel took a hit and Puck has a few cuts from when he blew up a car, but other than that everyone is fine."

"Rachel?"

"Freaking out, she's over there," Santana gestured to the diminutive diva who was currently striding towards to mech bots that were trying to assemble a giant M40. The next few minutes warped by leaving burning wreckage and the remains of a miniature Zeppelin.

"Jesus…" Quinn muttered as she stood overlooking the disaster area.

Rachel teleported away with a traumatized Sophie in her arms hoping to catch her mother not in the middle of a fight. She reappeared beside a surprised Victoria. The Werewolf took one look at the bloodied Sophie and she went off in a fit of rage. Rachel told Santana and Brittany via mind link to help Quinn out.

They quickly ran off when Victoria turned to the battalion of soldiers that were blocking her path to an overwhelmed looking Puck, Samuel, and Selene then launched into a crazed attack that ended with a pile of scrap metal in a smoky blaze.

Her eyes glowed red in the firelight, glinting in delight. She looked down at a still crouched Rachel and her eyes softened.

"Is…Is she okay?"

Rachel's pained eyes were all the answer she needed. The woman growled then scooped the girl she thought as her adopted granddaughter and brought her to a safer position. Markus and William dropped back to help defend.

Rachel turned and saw three more Mechs in the distance. One had red eyes…

Releasing pent up air, she strode forward, intent to capture the leader. He spotted Rachel approaching so he barked out something to the remaining two before fleeing. Rachel vaguely heard a whirring noise before a rope ladder descended and the RedEye smirked maliciously.

Rachel finally looked up to see a mini Zeppelin unleashing hell on her friends, causing them to find cover in various buildings. She snarled then in the corner of her eye, she saw the two soldiers struggling to put together a M60 with tracer rounds.

Rachel rolled her eyes then strode purposefully toward the two bumbling idiots.

Just as they put the final piece in place, Rachel lifted her foot high in the air and snapped it down on the front end of the gun, making the butt of the large rifle shoot up and connect with the heads of both bots. They lay dazed as Rachel drew her pistol and put a few rounds in their heads. She was so not in the mood to deal with their struggling.

Turning around, she stooped to lift the gun in her arms and shouldered it. Rachel glanced up at the whirring blimp and carefully took aim at the oversized balloon and unleashed the full might of the heavy artillery gun.

The incendiary bullets tore apart the mesh covered shell of the Zeppelin and ignited the helium within, and the whole thing went down in a fiery inferno. Her family watched in shock as it went down, but Rachel's eyes were focused on the flying body of the RedEye that was still attached to the ladder as the Zeppelin went down.

The RedEye was launched into the air and collided painfully hard against a brick wall a hundred meters away, leaving his spine snapped and head lolling about, he being unable to control his body any longer.

Rachel came up to the crippled cyborg then stooped to talk with him.

"Is this all of your friends at the moment?" she questioned.

A choked metallic croak escaped from the metal head's mouth.

"I'm assuming that's a yes…?"

Another croak.

"How did you find our location?"

"…B-Bitch…"

Rolling her eyes, she stood slightly and aimed a powerful, but not deadly kick to the nuts.

A choked metallic cry-

Creaking then, "We…find…ship. We…follow." The robotic clicky voice was screeching as though metal was grinding against each other. Rachel winced at the intrusive noise.

"Will any more be coming?"

"…"

Another sharp kick-

"No…we sent…to scare. Master…will be…suspicious. More…may come…if master… don't…think…humans kill us…!" Its eyes were wild, voice higher than normal.

Rachel frowned. Shed have to contact local government to tell them to place armed forces in and around the city just in case.

"Very well."

"…Please…don't-"

Rachel stood then drew her sword. She gave the struggling machine one last pitying glance then brought the blade down upon its head, cleaving it in two, mid-sentence.

She turned her back on the body and walked toward her assembled family, her mind already working a strategy to fight back against these new obstacles in their war against Viktor.

"Rach, what now?" Quinn questioned anxiously. She held a now sleeping Sophie.

Rachel looked at the sleeping girl then up at her mate.

"We move on." She answered simply.

They spent a few minutes giving reports on what happened, and damage assesments. Rachel didnt participate, her mind in other places. She only came back to the conversation when her Grandfather called her attention,

"Granddaughter, how will we continue on? Our vehicles are less than roadworthy..."

She turned from them and looked around. The SUVs were absolutely totaled, and bystanders that had taken cover were spilling into the streets.

Rachel closed her eyes and concentrated, her hand reaching out to grasp Quinn's unconsciously. Once they met, she got a surge of energy that was needed to finish what she was doing.

Suddenly golden tendrils exploded from Rachel, wrapping around the group, then the world blurred as they were catapulted through space, stopping just as suddenly in front of a massive castle that blanked out the sun. Vines circled the high spires that were placed strategically through the courtyard and dust floated through the air. The creaking of old beams and the dirty walls gave it a hellish appearance.

"…THIS is where we are staying?" Quinn said incredulously.

"No…not yet." Rachel murmured. She focused again then the ground trembled, the magic she was producing was tangible, a golden halo of light surrounded her and the castle seemed to age backwards as the vines rescinded, the dust disappeared, and the dirty walls melted to shining white bricks of marble.

They all stood in awe and shock; Rachel smug.

"Holy Shit!" Puck broke the silence.

Rachel smiled over at Puck then pulled out her phone.

She fiddled with it until she found the number she wanted. The others looked on curiously, wanting to know who she was trying to call.

"…Hey Kurt? What's your location?"

Puck, Santana, Quinn, Sam, and Brittany exchanged glances.

"Rach! Sweetie we are at the airport. They're forcing everyone to sit still because there was a crazy attack in a city not far from here and they don't want to risk any casualties…do-do you know anything about this?"

"Yeah, that was us. It was a scare tactic apparently, cause some damage, and instill fear, yada, yada, yada... We're fine, but I'm coming to get you so clear some space and warn anyone around you so we don't have a mass freak out in the middle of an airport."

"Umm…yeah, I can do that…I think?"

"Great, be right there. Oh! I've been meaning to ask, who came with you?"

"The rest of our fellow Glee Clubbers, Mr. Schue, my dad, your dads, Judy Fabray, and Sue…Sue threatened us with waterboarding if she wasn't able to come. I wasn't about to find out if she'd follow through so she was given the green light..."

"Glitter! Tell the Midget that my Cheerios better be in fine condition or so help me I will kick the Jew out of her!"

Rachel rolled her eyes.

"There she is! She was quiet for a while and I thought she was soul sucked or something equally satisfying. I knew it was too good to be true."

*SMACK!*

"OW!"

"…Did Sue just hit you?" Rachel said incredulously, finding the fact that Sue hitting Kurt both amusing and unsettling.

"Jesus that woman hits hard! Get your behind here now Miss Diva or someone is gonna get smacked down by the hand of God."

Rachel giggled, "On it Porcelain!"

"Hey! I-"

She snapped the phone shut, a small smile was plastered on her face. Rachel really did miss her fellow Gleeks.

"I'm going to go get the others, FYI, Sue and Mrs. Fabray are on the way…hopefully Mr. Hummel can calm the fireworks."

"My mom is here? What the hell!" Quinn looked shocked and surprised.

"Relax Babe; let's just…get them here first. Take Sophie up to the main rooms; ask Dad or Uncle William where it is. Be right back!"

Rachel teleported to the airport.

A shout was heard and she whipped her head around.

An old woman was staring at her like she was an alien.

"Kurt! I told you to warn people I was coming!"

Silence.

Rachel frowned then glanced around, searching for her friends.

She found them standing in a group a few feet away, jaws dropped.

"Greetings and Salutations!" Rachel shot them a mischievous smirk.

"Rachel Barbra Berry! What the hell happened?" Kurt blurted out

Rachel glanced down at her burnt out self; patches of bronze skin could be seen.

"Err…there was a fire?"

A scoff, "Yeah, right."

"Fine, I was in the fight that held you guys up. Fire really is a cool thing to play with." She said with a smile.

"Rachel! Where have you been! We thought you were dead, then suddenly we find out your alive and well, and fighting-what did you do to your eyes and hair young lady?" Hiram Berry was hysterical.

"Wow, Rach…you look hot!" came a comment from Finn.

"Ditto Hot Mama!" Mercedes chirped.

"Yeah we totally agree" Artie spoke for Tina and Mike.

"Where is my daughter?" Judy Fabray exclaimed.

"Dwarf! My Cheerios, A.S.A.P!"

Rachel rolled her eyes then smiled upon her family.

"Questions will be answered momentarily, please keep your hands and feet close to your body, and try not to flail around cause whatever you flail may or may not go missing." She concentrated then shot her aura around them and transported the group back to the castle.

"Sweet Jesus in heaven!" Judy Fabray exclaimed.

"Nooo, but you can call me Moses." Came Puck's voice.

"Noah! Behave!" Rachel scowled at him.

The Gleeks and hitchhikers turned their attention to the supernatural brigade.

The girls shrieked at William.

"What is that!" Judy cried.

"Hey! That's my uncle!" Rachel said indignantly.

"Calm down, babe." Quinn's voice soothed.

"BABE?"

Rachel and Quinn exchanged glances, silently communicating with the other.

The turned their attention back to their unsuspecting friends, and family then grasped each other's hands.

"We are dating…technically. There's more to it than that." Quinn said coldly, challenging anyone to speak.

"Quinnie…" Judy looked incredibly shocked.

Quinn winced then scowled at the nickname, "I've told you not to call me that mom…"

Rachel on the other hand giggled, "Quinnie?"

"Shut it you!" Quinn smiled more amused than irritated.

"What? Rach, you can't date her! She's a girl!" Finn put in angrily.

"No shit, Sherlock." Santana barked back.

Finn glared at her, "No one was talking to you Santana! Jesus Fuck! Why do you have to butt into my business all the time! I want her back!"

"Listen up, Finnocence! If you yell at my girl one more time I'm kicking your ass straight back to whichever caveman you shot out of!" Puck growled menacingly.

"Why the hell are you taking her side! You hate her, and you're my best friend! I trusted you dude!"

"Oh hell no! You sure as fuck aren't trying to guilt me! Santana's family now! You have no say in whatever she or Rachel or Quinn does for that matter. They are in love so back off!" Puck took a threatening step forward.

"Oh what are you gonna do? Hit me? I can still kick your ass Puckerman!" Finn mocked.

Puck's eyes darkened and he was about to summon some major natural magic but Rachel interrupted,

"Finn shut the fuck up!" Rachel shouted.

"Why! You should be with me!" he roared. He sprinted towards her and leapt at her, intent to drag her away from these freaks and make her see that he was the best for her, not some dyke bitch that slept with his ex-best friend.

Rachel snarled, eyes flashing red. She kicked a large rock that was near her foot at the lumbering giant man-child, which caused him to skid to his knees mid stride, struggling to suck in a breath. She sprinted forward while he was kneeled down, using his protruding knee as a launch point, then hopped slightly so that she could wrap her left leg around his head then flip forward, her free leg planting on the ground and her other catapulting Finn behind her.

With a pained cry he hit the marble wall hard.

"Are you done?" Rachel spoke coldly.

A groan.

"Put him in a room and let him cool off." She barked at a Cleaner. The Cleaner and another moved to comply with her order. "Make sure he doesn't leave that room, no matter what until I can see him."

She turned away from the idiotic boy before her and turned her attention back to her guests.

"Rachel Barbra Berry! Where did you learn how to fight like that!" Leroy thundered in his loud, booming voice.

"And how could you do that to Finn!" Schue put in.

She scowled at her teacher, "The idiot tried to attack me, first of all. Secondly, my name is Rachel Catherine Corvinus. Rachel Berry is dead."

Leroy, Hiram, and Schuester were speechless.

"Rachel…my baby, why would you abandon your name?" Hiram asked tentatively.

"Because it wasn't the name I was born with and I am unable to use it at this time, seeing as the world thinks I'm dead and all that. Dad, Daddy, I'd like for you to meet my birthparents, Markus and Victoria Corvinus."

"Birth parents?" the assembled group said incredulously.

"Is this going to be a normal thing? It's weird how they all talk at the same time." Selene put in.

"And who are you, Miss?" Judy questioned suspiciously.

"My name is Selene, a good friend to the family."

"Selene, you know I consider you the sister I never had right?" Rachel said sweetly.

Selene smiled then hit Rachel playfully, "I can hear the sarcasm in your voice a mile away, Rachel."

"Whatever! How in the heck are these people your surrogates, Miss Thing? Last time I checked you were the child of a surrogate…" Kurt said confused.

"It's a very long story. Best told over dinner, and when everyone is here…that means Finn. So get some sleep, and we will talk fully tomorrow. Right now, you get questions."

"Okay, how are you like this now?" came from Mercedes.

"It's a combination of the images of Rachel Berry and my…well...alter ego, Catherine Corvinus. Hence, Rachel Catherine Corvinus."

"Are you all…different?" Artie spoke tentatively.

"Hell yeah!" crowed Puck.

"Noah!" Rachel scolded.

"Sorry babe, you can't hold Puckasaurus back!"

*Smack!* "Ow, JewBabe!"

*Smack!* "Baby Mama!"

*Smack! Smack!*

"Would you stop!"

"No!" they both barked.

"Okay! Where do we sleep, and how soon can we have this conversation." Leroy spoke in a calm voice.

"Tomorrow for breakfast."

"Excellent!"

"Hold on a minute, Stumpy. I want to know what you've done to my three best Cheerios!"

"Nothing Sue!"

"I will not be lied to!"

"Christ…"

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Okay, hoped you liked this, more interactions with the Gleeks next chapter, this one was just to update cause I felt the need to put a chapter up because it has been so long. I had many problems, seeing as that my computer effed the hell up, and my original chapter sucked in my opinion. I was uninspired for a while because of it, so here is this, faithful followers. Review! Please, and I hope it's up to my usual standard. I found it difficult to put my words on to paper, so this was a struggle to write.

Apologies, again!

-Naia(: