A/N: Okay I know its been a long time coming and I am sorry. I put the orginal story Made of Steel on a shelf due to the fact the metallurgy experts I contacted figure themselves too good to write back. Some people right? So I was feeling an additional Supergirl so I wrote this. At the time of this note I just applied for college(Physical Therapist Assistant) so I am excited about that and I got fired from my security job... eh no big. I am really sorry guys for not putting up a story since May 2014 but on got writer's block and two...two jobs sucks! But I am down to one but hopefully I'll be in college. Tra La for now!

~Scratimus

Adjustment

There was no way Martha Kent could raise another child much less a teen. However here she was doing exactly that, "Well I raised one super kid I guess I can do it again." She watched as Kara danced like a leaf lost in a summer breeze. "I always wanted another girl in the house." She smiled spite herself. She could see her new arrival full of awe and wonder as she flew up and down her vineyards.

"She's lovely and beautiful for a clone." Martha continued to watch her, her eyes were that a mother bird watching her young. She knew nothing could really hurt the dear but she couldn't help but be concern.

"Mrs. Kent…" Martha looked up at Kara slowly descending then landing. Kara's voice was soft like that of a dove.

Martha smiled, "Please dear child call me Martha." Martha took Kara's hand and patted it. Kara smiled back then responded.

"Martha…" she cooed, "Your vineyards are beautiful, such a shame to smash the fruit of the vines."

"In deed they are my dear girl, but that's how the wine and other assorted spirits I have are made." Martha linked her arm to Kara's and then made their way to the house.

In the short three months of Kara's arrival on the Kent Farm or Scuppernong Knights Wineries as it is now known due to the rare grapes Mrs. Kent grows. Kara had taken to Martha's passion for wine. During that time she had studied everything she could on wine, harvesting techniques, fermentation, and how to get the most out of every grape. Kara was a quick study and found ways to improve efficiency with little to no effort even for a regular person. Martha was impressed to say the least.

Metropolis, Daily Planet, Jimmy Olsen was lost in his imaginings as he stared at a recent photo of a new arrival. The picture was of a blonde slamming another wannabe super-villain into the pavement. The wannabe wasn't worth naming, but that was not what was on Jimmy's mind. "Even when she's kicking the bad guys butt she's gorgeous!" A napkin lands in front of him.

"Wipe your drool lover boy." Jimmy snaps out of it. "Got damn boy you're gonna burn your camera quicker than Superman could with the way you're staring." Donte shook his head and chuckled.

"Oh ha ha Donte." Jimmy smirked, "Don't you got some poor celebrity to out shine during their 15 minutes?"

"Honey you know that ain't true." Donte huffed, "Their 15 minutes doesn't even come to light with me boo boo."

"Geeze…" Jimmy chuckled he like Donte's sass.

"90s catch-phrases got nothing to do with child." Donte stated, "Besides its lunch and you owe me so let's go."

"I didn't even get first base with her." Jimmy protests.

"The way your awkward ass was acting I can see why." Donte rolled his eyes, "My girl, Sheila, the one I so graciously hooked you up with was perfect for you."

"Sherman was a guy!" Jimmy exclaimed.

"Post op!" Donte fired back.

"A GUY DONTE!" Jimmy eyes widen and his head tilts "A GUY!"

"You weren't saying that when you begged me to hook you up at the club." Donte fired.

"And that's the last time I go with you to any club besides Shabazz." Jimmy pointed a finger.

"You know the clubs I frequent James Olsen." Donte pointed back.

"You told me you hit up straight clubs too, Donte Williams." Jimmy matched Donte's tone.

"I said sometimes." Donte crossed his arms and looked away.

"Whatever we're going to Najeebs." Jimmy grabbed his coat with Donte at his heels

"You evil mutha…" Donte was cut off.

"I said I'd buy ya lunch I didn't tell you where." Jimmy said with a satisfied tone.

"You know I can't eat shawarma or anything Middle Eastern." Donte pointed out, the food gave him the runs but it was his Kryptonite.

"I know you can't resist it either." Jimmy said with an evil smile.

"You really are the red devil." Donte shook his head.

Oaktown Island, Reeve Forest, "Satan grant me the power." A man in a purple 70s style pea coat with matching velour slacks chants into a pentagram summoning circle he etched into the ground. "I Dante, your servant, beckon and beseech you." The man now known as Dante continues to chant and pray. His face and hands were in pale goth white makeup, his hair was no worse than his outfit. It was multilayered and came down to base of his neck. He had a mustache that parted in the middle then outlined his mouth in to straight spikes. He had been at this for several days and been answered thrice but not by the ones he wanted.

First was by Lord Satanus then by Blaze then finally by a new Blackout who was simply a suit of armor with two fiery red eyes. He had turned them away and almost lost his life in the process. Were it not for the intervention of another hellion, Ghost Rider, he would have breathed his last.

He was not detoured, even by The Rider's warnings; alas Ghost Rider could not interfere with free will, no matter how demented. Around the circle were various sacrifices ranging from cats to chickens to the vilest of vermin. In the Shadow Realm, Mephisto, one of Lucifer's top arch-demons, laughed at the mortals chanting and prayer. Behind him upon of a throne made up of fallen archangel weapons and tortured skeleton souls sat Lucifer himself in dragon armor. He said no words as he stared out into the Shadow Realm listening to the sounds of the damned.

He shifted side to side slightly; he had been on the throne for what seemed like ages. Changing Blackout had amused him for a while but truth be told he was bored. Not even the thought fighting the Realm of Light kept his attention. He knew it was in vain to fight for he knew the end and for a time… stealing men's souls brought him great satisfaction. Unfortunately like all things to him, they became a chore and soon a bore.

If he could he would have ended his existence but what would be the point; he knew he would end up right back in the Shadow Realm. He could surrender to The Mighty One but that was one satisfaction he would not give his creator. "Screw it!" Lucifer vanished in a wisp of dark energy. Mephisto eyes widened at his master's actions.

Lucifer manifested himself in his true form in front of Dante. Why bother this time. He rolled his eyes as Dante cowers in fear, "Enough of your damn chanting, mortal!" He looked around, "Seriously you humans are pathetic! Vermin, cats, chickens?" Dante was speechless, "Does the Lord of Hell look like he's opening up a Chinese buffet?" He backhanded the human into a tree. "Oh Satan give me power." Lucifer mocked using a squeaky voice, "My daddy beat me and my mommy raped me, give me power because I am too pathetic to cope." Lucifer was disgusted as he looked into the man's soul. "You know very rarely do I respond to such requests and you wanna know why Dante?" The man swallowed hard and nodded his head. "It because most of your punk asses are not worth the time and energy needed to grant such requests." Lucifer ranted on going off on every worthless sack of meat he visited since the beginning of time.

Surprisingly Dante steadied listened to the Lord of Darkness' rant. He was in awe of what he confessed. Every question he had been answered every legend he thought true proven false. Most of what he thought was Lucifer was Mephisto or some other arch-demon or demon. "Then we come to your worthless ass…" Lucifer began, "Aside from your messed up life of being beaten and incest you studied the occult in college." Lucifer scoffed, "College what a fine tool that was. Sure it made it easy for me to deceive and win souls. But my god, nothing is worse than some bloody college hipster being tortured claiming, 'no you're not real I don't believe!'" Lucifer shuttered, "The men are the worst all the testosterone gone and all is left is a sniveling little pansy." He rolls his eyes, "By The Right Hand, the women have more balls than them!" Lucifer then went on a rant about how there are no more 'real men' that take their punishment and all the joy of torturing someone has lost its gleam. "So why should I give you what you want, huh?" Lucifer crossed his arms; he was now in the form of a man in a black suit, with slicked back black hair and perfectly trimmed goatee and mustache. "The soul I truly want has already been claimed by that Asgardian Whore Hela!"

"Would you settle for Supergirl?" Dante probed.

"I don't even know if clones have souls." Lucifer raised an eyebrow.

"Wanna find out? What do you have to lose?" Dante adjusted his coat, "Besides you have to feel better after getting all that built up frustration off your chest."

"Yeah I kinda do but again why should I?" Lucifer narrowed his eyes.

"Well after your bitching session, daddy-o I think it's time for an experiment." Dante smirked. Lucifer paused a moment before speaking.

"Eh, sounds groovy send her to me, kneel." Lucifer commands and Dante does as ordered. Lucifer's finger glows and then with a zap, empowers Dante. The man doesn't even feel it and Lucifer doesn't even appear winded.

"HEY!" Dante took notice right away.

"I am the Father of Lies fool what did you expect?" Lucifer raised an eyebrow.

"Then that rant?" Dante gawked.

"Oh that was real I just wanted someone to deal my bullshit for once." Lucifer smirked.

"You whored-out my ears." Dante's eyes widened.

"We all give it up for something; now sit your ass down and hit this bong with Big Daddy Satan." Lucifer pulled out an evil looking bong and with a snap of his fingers lit it up. He took a hit and passed it to Dante who hit it hard. Lucifer gave a countdown with his fingers and then they both exhaled. "It's complete." Lucifer struggled to say.

"Out of sight Satan." Dante fell back high out of his mind.

"It will take some adjustment but I have granted you some of my power." Lucifer took another hit.

"Far out…wicked." Dante took a second hit and held it in for as long as he could.

"Indeed it is…" Lucifer laughed then disappeared into the smoke of the bong. "Keep my evil bong and considerate it a gift. It will never need to be refilled with medicinal compound, but don't be nasty and change the water every two days."

"Any significance to that?" Dante looked up with a gleam in his eye.

"Yeah; don't be a nasty stoner dumbass." Lucifer scoffed "I swear not everything has significance. It is called being hygienic." Lucifer's voice fades. Dante takes hold of the bong and it turns into a bull whip. He looks at it then it attaches itself to his hip. Dark magick swirls like a tempest around him, he feels stronger than ever before and with a hop Dante takes to the air.

St. Martin's Island, Donte was clutching his stomach, he cursed Jimmy, who just stood there and laughed. They made their way back to The Daily Planet as they walked Jimmy paused. "It's her!" Donte was in too much pain to look up his stomach was cramping something fierce. Jimmy managed get Donte some Rolaids and pointed up. Jimmy was taken back by her simple beauty; Martha Kent showed her how to use make-up to only enhance her natural beauty. She took to it rather aptly; she wasn't doing anything there was no crime going on. She just simply wanted to take in the sights. Jimmy pulled out his camera and took some snap shots the sound from his camera caught her ears.

She stopped mid-flight and listened as Jimmy fired off shot after shot. Donte just shook his head. Clark had told him earlier about her, he had to admit it brought him great joy that his best friend had some family still alive, be it cloned, or otherwise. He hadn't met her yet but the way Jimmy gushed at her was quickly wearing on him.

"Just call out to her, James." Donte growled.

"Are you insane?" Jimmy exclaimed.

"Fool, the worse she can do is pay you no mind along with your school boy crush sugar." Donte rolled his eyes. Jimmy didn't handle rejection very well and was rather awkward when it came to the opposite sex. The man was 26 and was shyer than a 13 year old who just discovered girls were attractive.

Kara smirked above them, she had found out where the sound was coming from and was playing dumb. She was enjoying the eavesdropping capabilities of her super hearing. The two men conversing she knew to be Donte and Jimmy Olsen, Kal-El well rather Clark spoke fondly of them. She acted like she gave up tracing the sound and floated in their general direction careful not to give herself away.

She floated above them a couple hundred feet. Kara was on her back stretching; her head slightly turned downward, her vision enhanced as well as her hearing. She chuckled at Jimmy's infatuation and smiled she couldn't remember even on Krypton if she was the object of anyone's affection that wasn't family. Needless to say she was quite fond of the idea.

"Find anything interesting Kara." A voice startled her.

"Kal-El!" She says his name in her native tongue. He had snuck upon her without a sound.

"Easy Kara, I just saw you lost in thought." Superman smiled easing Kara's nerves.

"I was just…" Kara paused.

"Super eavesdropping?" Superman said coly.

"Yeah…" Kara turned her head away in shame.

"Kara." Superman gave a weary smile.

"Well, Jimmy was taking my picture and wanted to know why but didn't want…" Kara spoke rapidly then paused again.

"Calm down, I'm not mad." Superman raised his hands slowing down Kara's rapid speech. "You have good judgment Kara; I too would want to know why someone would want to take my picture but…"

"Yeah… Jimmy likes me and I got lost in my curiosity." Kara spoke meekly.

"I cannot blame the boy, dear cousin but with our abilities…" Superman began to make a point but Kara caught on.

"We shouldn't…" Kara sighed.

"I was going to say be careful, there is nothing wrong with curiosity Kara. Heck in a lot of ways our gifts sort of make the thought of relationships more streamline." Superman pointed out.

"So…" Kara looked hopeful as Superman smiled.

"So we should not abuse them but we should not ignore them either." Superman stated.

"Talking from experience?" Kara raised a curious eyebrow.

"I have very little but some I…" Superman expression changed as did Kara's.

"Yeah…Martha told me." Kara looked in Superman's sad eyes. She could see he loved her still. She then smiled changing the mood, "So what should I do with this one?"

"Well I did tell you to come up with a secret identity." Superman snapped back with a wink.

"True!" Kara squealed with joy.

"If you want I can ask Perry if you could intern at The Daily Planet." Superman was overtaken as Kara jumped into her arms and gave him a crushing bear hug. "Easy Kara… First things first go back to Mom's farm and when you come up with one meet me back at the Fortress okay?" Kara didn't say another word and was gone at Mach 2 leaving Superman shaking his head. He smiled then floated down towards Jimmy and Donte.

"Superman." Jimmy stated in shock as the Man of Steel crossed his arms.

"Hey Blue! Damn you looking fabulous as always." Donte winked.

"As do you Donte." Superman shook his head trying not to laugh.

"So what do we owe the pleasure Superman?" Donte pressed as Superman pointed at Jimmy.

"I didn't use the watch." Jimmy stammered, Superman had given him a watch that emits a supersonic sound that only dogs and Superman could hear. He had grown rather fond of the photographer over the years developing a unique friendship.

"No, but you caught the eye of someone young man." Superman said sternly as Jimmy swallowed hard. Donte hummed shaking his head.

"You gone and did it now James." Donte swooned fanning himself as Superman struggled to keep his laughter at bay.

"I...I…" Jimmy was stammering.

"Uh huh." Superman let his eyes glow red, he was loving this. "Watch yourself boy she's new."

"Oh come on Blue- like she really needs your protection." Donte swooped in to save the trembling red head. He knew his best friend was teasing Jimmy, Donte was very perceptive of Clark's/Superman's minuet nuances in his body language.

"Still family means a lot to me, especially now. I found my only living relative." Superman was actually serious at this point Donte could tell as his body slightly stiffened.

"And Metropolis rejoices with you, well except baldy." Donte put Superman's mind at ease somewhat.

"You have no idea how many times that thought runs through my mind." Superman suppressed a shutter remembering Deadpool and Deathstroke.

"True Superman but come on." Donte continues to defend Jimmy.

"I am just being cautious take care." Superman smiled and waved good bye to them and flew off.

"You did it now Red Devil." Donte teased to an uneasy Jimmy, "Can you imagine him as an in-law."

"Really Donte?" Jimmy growled.

Daily Planet, three days later, a lady in a grey suit with glasses and red hair walks in. She slowly makes her way to Perry's office, as she walks all eyes are on her. She is young and strikingly lovely, Clark smiles as he opens the door for her. Perry stops and smiles, "I see promptness runs in the family Ms…"

"Starr, Karen Starr." Her voice was strong, filled with confidence, and with just a hint of a New Zealand accent. Clark thought it was a nice touch but couldn't for the life of him figure out how she changed her hair color without a wig or dye.

"Well Ms. Starr, I knew Clark wouldn't let me down." Perry shook her hand, her grip was killer as he winced in pain. Karen eased up. "I see that runs in the family too wow."

"My aunt was like my mother in this aspect Perry." Clark stated proudly.

"So I can tell." Perry shook his hand in the air then directed his attention back at Karen then at her resume, "Bachelor's in Journalism, University of Auckland, current working on your Master's in Metro U, nice, very nice."

"Go Sharks!" Karen smiled.

Perry just looked up not amused, "Indeed, so my dear Ms. Starr we are open for internships, question is what department?"

"Entertainment and photography." Karen said gleefully.

"Interesting, I cannot recall anyone wanting entertainment…" Perry face was stoic and Karen's heart sank but she suppressed it. "As photography well I have to say I already have the best damn photographer in all of Metropolis." If Jimmy could have heard Perry's praise he would have died right there. Clark chuckled, "Something amuses you Kent?"

"No sir just thinking of Jimmy." Clark stated almost going to his Superman persona.

"You breathe a word to him, I'll deny every word." Perry is taken back.

"I would not even dream it boss." Clark receded back and Perry leaned in.

"Damn straight Lord knows that boy's ego does not need to be inflated." Perry pointed out.

"Perish the thought Perry." Clark was smiling now.

"Huh huh, well Ms. Starr, as a favor to one of my best reporters I'll give you entertainment, see Donte." Perry stated as Karen took a sharp breath. "As for photography I've seen your samples… they're crap." Karen's heart sank deeper this time. "Figure out how to take a decent picture and I may give you that later." Karen suppressed a pout but smiled, Perry saw that also ran in Kent's family, no doubt she was Clark's cousin. "Now." Karen held her breath, "Well get to work what am I paying you for."

"Nothing." Karen almost scowled, it shocked Perry and Clark.

"Prove yourself and I will, intern." Perry smirked. He liked her, "I sense you have spunk, now show me you have drive." Clark exited has Karen's eyes met Perry's, she liked this human. Her stare was like Lois Lane's when she came to Perry looking for a job. He knew she'd go far.

Karen exited and walked quickly to the hallway outside the newsroom. Clark was on her heels. She took a paper cup and put it to the water cooler tap. She filled it and drank.

"Wow." Clark breathed.

"I was so scared." Karen hugged Clark who comforted her.

"You did awesome Kara Zor-El" Clark said in Kryptonian.

"I wanted to make a good impression." Karen eased trying to regain her composure.

"You succeed; Perry is tough but true to his word." Clark pointed out.

"I would of gladly take out several baddies then go through that again." Karen shook the cobwebs returning to normal.

"That's how I feel every day." Clark chuckled as Karen regained her nerves. "Now how in the hell did you change your hair color?"

"You're the ace reporter you figure it out." Karen giggled.

Outside the clouds went dark and seemed to come alive with horrors as faces appeared in them. Clark and Karen looked out, "What in the world?" they both said as a man came out of the clouds. Behind him and below him Clark could only describe as evil flying monkeys, danced around the man in nauseating 70's attire.

"Oh yeah, dance monkeys, dance to the groovy beats of chaos and destruction." His head bobbed to some unknown tune as he sent his flying monkeys out into the city. The monkey's looked like a cross between chimps and baboons with hints of spider monkeys thrown in to the mix. Their teeth were sharp like daggers, their wings like that of bats. Upon their heads ten horns shot out like crowns. It was like a demonic version of the final battle in the Wizard of Oz.

People ran from these apes as Clark and Karen dashed down a stairwell changing as they go. By the time they hit the ground floor they were red and blue blurs shooting out to the dark Metropolis skyline. LexCom was already out in force and for the moment they seemed to have the flying monkeys on the ropes.

"Bogue man, time to take it up a peg." Dante pulled out his whip and cracked it as weapons manifested in the monkeys' hands. "Far out man…" The monkey's whooped and hollered as they violently overtook LexCom guardian tanks. Superman shot up both fists nailing a monkey up and through a cloud. He knew they were not of this world possibly demons.

"Great magic…" Superman sighed as the monkey split in half and became two new enemies. He fired his heat vision and the monkeys split again becoming four. "Not good." They roared and over took him biting into him and ripping into his flesh. He really hated magic.

"Bummer Superdude but you're not why I'm here man." Dante ordered several more monkeys to take care of Superman. He looked around, "Now where…" Time seemed to freeze as he sees a fist. He dodges it as if it was taking its time getting to him, 'Whoa Big Daddy S wasn't kidding.' He looked down toward the fist then back at the owner, Supergirl. 'Bitchin'' He spun down in a barrel roll then upper-cuts Supergirl into the upper atmosphere "Can you DIG IT!" He cracks his whip and it extends to meet and wrap around Supergirl's neck. He pulls sending Supergirl to the ground below.

Superman continues to deal with the demon monkeys as Supergirl struggles against Dante's attacks. "Let go of me!" Supergirl shouts!

"No way honey pot, I have a contract on you and Big Daddy Satan needs to get paid ya dig?" Dante states his voice smooth as silk.

"Oh hell no" Supergirl curses.

"Interesting choice of words honey pot." Dante smiles evilly, "Now you just close your pretty little eyes for a spell and I promise to be quick." With a flick of his wrist a slab rises up and binds Supergirl to the flat surface. "Now, now honey pot ole' Dante gonna have some…" Dante is cut off as Supergirl fires her heat vision removing his head. She spits nailing his body and breaks free of her bonds. Dante slumps over as black liquid pools from where his head use to be. She feels no remorse as she pops her neck and sees her cousin burst from an aerial version of a dog pile. He had heard what he was going to do to her but did not approve of her actions.

Kara knew she could have found another way but made an executive decision. The black liquid swirls and comes alive as it reforms Dante's head. A purple light explodes and Dante is transformed as evil dragon wings burst from his back. All traces of his humanity are gone. His skin really was now pale with and two purple orbs replacing his eyes. "Shouldn't have done that honey pot." His voice was demonically altered; he roared calling his monkey minions to him. They attached themselves to him sacrificing themselves forging psychedelic colored armor in their deaths. "I have transcended."

"That's nice, allow me to congratulate you." Supergirl hit Mach 2.5 in an instant and nailed him in the gut. He coughs out black phlegm for he was unprepared for her attack. Supergirl nails him several more times but in vain. Dante's dark magick protects him from harm.

His eyes flash and he invades her mind forging unimaginable horrors as memories of her home planet are destroyed over and over. She cries out bitterly and struggles to regain control. His grip is almost unbreakable, "You wanna fight dirty?" she declares in tearful anger as her parents die violently over and over in her mind.

Kara's eyes flash to bright blue orbs, "Let's fight dirty!" She roars as she invades his mind unleashing the full force of her psychic abilities. Dante falls back but Kara doesn't let up. "You'll be a vegetable by the time I am done with you." No part of Dante's mind is safe as locked and oppressed areas are opened like a broken damn. "Let's see if you enjoy having your memories corrupted and twisted." Tears flow from her eyes as Dante seems to have returned to human form. He screams as Kara makes him relive wave after wave of childhood horror.

"KARA NO!" Superman shouts in Kryptonian.

"My home, my family…" Kara weeps as she does work on Dante. "My parents, you animal, you MONSTER!"

"Enough Kara Zor-El!" Superman grabs her shoulder only for his hand to be tossed back.

"You weren't there, how could you? Momma and Poppa screams." Kara weeps.

"They do now begging you to stop." Superman says solemnly.

"This monster violated me." Kara proclaims with righteous fury.

"Kara…" Superman grabs her wrapping her in his arms; he looks up and sees what Kara sees. "This isn't right… Look." Superman points out to scenes of Dante's past. He then looks to his right and sees Kara's imprinted memories Zor-El didn't spare the poor girl. "Kara don't become him. Release him and let the authorities handle him."

"Why should I? He'll just escape." Kara involuntarily eases back.

"But we are here." Superman states "Look at what led him to this Kara." Superman points out still holding his cousin. Kara pauses and really sees Dante's memories; she is sickened to the point of nausea.

"Rao have mercy." Kara lets him go as a defeated Dante is left in a fetal position.

"You weren't there!" Dante seems to chant over and over.

"What does he mean?" Superman releases her.

"He believed his god forsook him so he called out to his enemy." Kara puts her hand to her mouth as tears flow, "Kal-El what have I done?"

"You made a mistake." Superman looks at her dead in her eyes, his filled with such disappointment, "One that you will have to live with the rest of your life Kara Zor-El." He points to the now screaming Dante as he chants over and over.

"Rao forgive me for what I have done." Kara cannot look away as S.H.I.E.L.D takes Dante away his screams now haunt her.

END.