Summary: Rachel Berry gets in an accident when she was 8 which gave her super powers. 6 years later she starts her first year of high school managing to keep her secret from the student body of McKinley High, but one thing leads to another and the two most popular (lesbian) girls of WMHS find out her secret. What will Rachel do now? Pezberry

*R*

When Rachel walked to her first class a week after speaking with Brittany, she was expecting…well, a normal class where she would learn all about the wonders of the English language. What she didn't expect was for a bored looking Santana Lopez to come in the room about half way into the class, and state that she had her schedule re-arranged because she transferred out of her Spanish class. Ms. Byrne, their English teacher, didn't even bat an eyelash and welcomed the Latina in her class with an enthusiastic welcome. Rachel was so thankful that she sat at the farthest side of the room from the only empty seat left, which of course Santana took after Ms. Byrne introduced her to the class. The Latina seemed to be in deep thought about something, so she just quietly sat at the back of the room for the rest of class.

Forty minutes slowly ticked by before the bell finally rang. Rachel was glad that the Latina had rushed out of class the moment it did. She slowly walked to the door and poked her head out just to make sure that the coast was clear. And of course, Emily was standing there watching the petite brunette with an amused smile on her face.

"Would you mind telling me what you're doing?"

Rachel's cheeks coloured as she straightened and adjust herself for a few seconds before she could properly answer Emily, but Rachel had a feeling that Emily enjoyed watching Rachel get all flustered more that she probably should.

"Just…uhh, you know, stuff"

Emily couldn't stop herself from laughing. She stepped forward and took Rachel's books from where it was sitting wrapped up in Rachel's arm. Then proceeded to hold Rachel's hand with her other free hand. Of course, Rachel blushed again at Emily's bold actions.

"Anyways, did you see that show last night…?"

The pair walked off and disappeared into the crowded hall while Quinn stepped out behind the door she was hiding behind from across the hallway. She just saw the older cheerio walk away with the cute brunette… Quinn shook her head. She wasn't supposed to think about girls like that. Not after Sophie. Not anymore. The blonde cheerio walked off to meet up with her two best friends

*S*

Santana was bummed. First of all, she still hadn't found Rachel, which irritates Santana, because she knows that Rachel goes to McKinley, and yet a popular cheerio as herself can't find a single girl. And to top that off, her schedule had to re-arrange because somehow, she had ended up getting into a Spanish class in which Shuester taught at. At first she was okay with taking Spanish even though she was already speaking the language fluently, but after listening to Shue's blabbering that was supposed to be Spanish for an hour, she had to hold herself back from jumping on the teacher and pulling out his hair while yelling every Spanish profanities she knew into his ear. By the end of that, she might actually end up teaching him new things, and not the other way around. So after speaking to the creepy guidance counsellor with huge eyes, she had gotten transferred out. But what Fish Eyes didn't mention to Santana was that for her to leave that class, the rest of her schedule had to be re-arranged.

So she was stuck with classes where she didn't like the teachers and students she didn't know. She was stuck between being miserable in a corner and slapping everybody's face off. But thankfully, her English class ended a little faster than she thought which she was thankful for. While contemplating about her miserable life, the Latina didn't notice Brittany walk up beside her and watched creepily until Santana finally noticed her presence and jumped about a foot in the air.

"Jesus, Britt. How many times do I have to tell you not to sneak up on me? I might've punched you!"

Brittany, the adorable girl that she is, just tilted her head to the side and said "But you don't hit girls, San"

Santana sighed and shook her head.

"Yeah, I know. Where's Quinn?"

"I don't know. Didn't she just have Math? That's the room right across from yours, right?"

"Oh yeah, I was so busy trying to get out of that stupid English class that I forgot to wait for Quinn"

The two Cheerios were about to turn around and go back to meet up with Quinn, when the said girl just walked right beside Brittany without making a noise.

"Hey"

Was all she said before continuing on walking. The two Cheerios just looked at each other before following the uncharacteristically quiet head cheerleader.

*R*

"So…Will you go with me?"

Rachel looked at Emily dumbly. School had just ended and Emily had decided to walk Rachel home. The two girls had grown very close for the past week. Rachel was a bit confused as to what to call their relationship. Were they dating? Emily had taken Rachel to a fancy restaurant earlier in the week, and the older girl was acting very sweet towards her too, more than a friend should ever treat another friend. She had been doing everything someone would do if they were dating someone. Rachel didn't mind being Emily's girlfriend. Just saying.

Anyways, the Cheerio was walking Rachel home as usual, and the topic was directed at the weird burnt trees at the nearby forest. Rachel of course knew about the 'mysterious' burning of the Lima trees. She herself was the reason why they were like that in the first place. For years, she had trained in that forest every night and she experimented on her powers a lot, which means that she had burned so many trees that people started noticing. She laid low for a while, and waited for everything to cool back down, before returning back to punching trees with her flaming fists. Of course she had learned her lesson and reduced the amount of trees she burnt a week.

And with this going through Rachel's head, she kept quiet but gave her opinion once in a while just so that Emily doesn't notice. Rachel wasn't paying attention enough to recognize that Emily had just asked her a question. The taller brunette just snapped her fingers in front of Rachel's face a few times before she finally snapped out of her thoughts.

"Rach, Are you okay? I just asked you if you could meet me at the forest tonight…I wanted to…uhh"

Emily's sentence faded off awkwardly.

"You wanted to what?" Rachel asked a little dazed.

Emily took a deep breath and looked into Rachel's eyes

"Do you trust me?"

Rachel could see the sincerity in Emily's eyes. She could also see nervousness and anxiety, but sincerity was plainly shown in her facial expression.

"Yes" Rachel replied without a doubt.

"Then you would make me really happy if you would meet me tonight at the forest by the park. I mean, you don't have to but-"

She was cut off by Rachel who was trying to stop herself from laughing at the nervous looking Emily. She didn't get to see this side of Emily often, so she took advantage.

"Em, it's okay, I'll go. I'll be there at ten tonight"

Rachel kissed Emily in the cheeks before turning around and walking into her house.

She never really did see the dreamy expression Emily had on her face for a full minute before the Cheerio finally realized that she looked like an idiot standing in front of the Berry household door with a goofy smile on her face. She decided to go home and start preparing for the date in the forest (even though Rachel doesn't know that yet).

'By the end of today, I'll be Rachel Berry's girlfriend'

That was Emily's last thought before walking off with a wide smile on her face.

…

A few hours later

Rachel closed the door to her house quietly. Her Daddy was quietly sleeping upstairs, while her Dad was had to stay in work late. A cold gust of wind urged Rachel to start moving, not that it bothered her. May it be the coldest of winters or the hottest of summers, Rachel never felt anything other than her normal body temperature ever since she had her powers. Increasing the pace of her jog, she reached the park where the two girls decided to meet.

The place was empty except for a single lonely figure sitting by itself in the swings. An as soon as Rachel saw the figure, she knew that something was wrong. The sound of a rusty swing going back and forth slowly echoed into the empty park. The only source of light was the silver glow of the moon, and it was enough for Rachel's extra sensitive eyes to notice that the figure sitting by itself was definitely not the girl she had agreed to meet. The figure was simply too…tall and lanky. Its body was so thin and bony that she had a feeling that it wasn't even human. Fear slowly gripped Rachel's heart. The small brunette was trying to decide if she should run away now, or stay and wait for Emily to get there just so that they could run away together. Just then Rachel realized that it had suddenly become quiet. She looked back up to the figure sitting by the swings, and she swore her heart just stopped beating

The figure wasn't sitting on the swings anymore.

And that, is when she felt the hand that grabbed her shoulder.

Rachel couldn't help but release a shriek and strike out at whatever grabbed her. Rachel's fist certainly did hit someone and knocked them out, but just as Rachel looked at the person on the ground, she realized that she had just punched the girl who she agreed to meet up with, in the face. In no time, Rachel was trying to wake Emily up. Rachel kept saying sorry to the unconscious body on the ground as if Emily was awake and angry at her.

Finally, Emily slowly got up from the ground rubbing the side of her head. She was groaning miserably and her eyes were screwed shut. Rachel tried her best to assist the other girl so that she could get up.

"Oh god, what the hell happened? I feel like I a gorilla just punched my face."

Rachel's face reddened and kept saying sorry to the other girl

"It's your fault! You shouldn't scare me like that! I thought that you were a rapist!"

"I'm the one who got punched, and yet you still blame me! Jesus woman, what the hell are your fists made out of? Do you have like, titanium bones or something?"

"Oh shut up"

Rachel walked the whining and groaning Emily to the forest. The older girl was still a little bit dizzy, and throughout the whole walk, she kept asking Rachel how someone so small could probably knock out a full grown man with a single punch. Rachel just explained that she had taken classes in self defence for a few years, and not telling the other girl that she had instinctively hardened her skin to its crystal form before landing the hit. But while Emily finally recovered and was leading Rachel to their destination, Rachel couldn't help but wonder how Emily could've survived the blow to the head from her crystal fist. Rachel knew how strong that punch could be. She had looked for the thickest tree she could find and punched it as hard as she could with her fist a year ago, and the tree splintered in half. She was sure that the punch she hit Emily with had enough power to break through a cement wall, and certainly enough to bust someone's brain out of their skull, but the girl had just received a bruise to the side of her face. Rachel's train of thought was interrupted when she saw the bright lights up ahead. When the two girls got closer, Emily grabbed Rachel's hand and pulled her along.

As soon as Rachel got a good look around her, she became instantly nervous. Rachel knew the forest enough to know that they were extremely close to the spot where she had trained for years. It was like her own personal office, where she would spend most of her days in (nights in this case). She was a little curious as to how Emily found out about this place. And as Rachel was about to ask Emily how she knew about the place, she spotted something a little farther away from their spot. She kept looking at whatever it was for a few moments, and chills went down her spine when she realized that it was a glowing yellow pair of eyes staring back at her. Immediately she had thought about the lanky figure on the park, and how it had disappeared completely before she could decide to run or not, but Rachel's thoughts were once again interrupted when Emily tapped her shoulder lightly.

"So…what do you think?" Emily asked a little shyly as she gestured around her

The lights that she saw earlier were apparently meters and meters of Christmas lights weaved around the branches of the trees surrounding them. Rachel noticed that they were plugged in an old car battery that was sitting in the ground a few feet from her. There was also a picnic blanket on the ground with a pretty big basket sitting on top of it. And of course there was a small cassette playing jazz music softly in the background. If Rachel wasn't so nervous, she would have appreciated Emily's efforts ten times more, but sadly, Rachel's nervousness was completely replaced with fear, when she had looked back at where she saw the pair of eyes and realized that they were gone.

'Oh god, I need to get Emily out of here, there's something out here that wants to kill us and I have a strong feeling that it isn't even human' was what Rachel thought, but what she said was:

"It looks amazing. You really didn't have to put all this effort for someone like me"

Emily laughed loudly.

"Believe me, Rach, you're definitely worth it"

Rachel blushed profusely at this. But before she could say anything else, Emily held out her hand as if to silence the smaller girl, and walked behind a tree to Rachel's left.

"Before we start, I need to give you something. But I think I need to find it first. I'm sure I left it around here somewhere."

Emily's voice grew fainter and fainter as she walked a little farther away to look for whatever she wanted to give to Rachel. While Rachel herself stood at the same spot listening for anything that might give away the position of whatever was following them.

She didn't have to wait long before she heard a rustling sound far to her right. She instantly walked towards the sound, but was quickly stopped when she heard Emily cry out that she had found whatever she was looking for. The small brunette just eyed the direction from where she heard the sound a little nervously, but quickly turned around to watch Emily comeback into the little spot.

And boy, that certainly scared the living crap out of her.

As Emily was walking back into the little Christmas light lit area, she was waving a small, yet long velvet box, with a smile on her pretty face. She almost made it back into the little clearing filled with lights safe and unharmed.

Almost

What the taller girl didn't see, and what Rachel did see was the tall and lanky figure standing right behind Emily with its glowing yellow eyes, and a smile that showed a row of sharp, crooked yellow teeth, and what seemed like drool dribbling down its chin. The…thing was twice the height of Emily; its arms were probably longer that Rachel's height, the skin of it was pulled tight over its prominent bones, its skin was a mix of sickly grey and what seemed like blood around its chest area. It was also wearing a bunch of poorly sewn rags.

"Hey, I got-"

Emily never finished the sentence, because before Rachel could blink, the creature's long, thin fingers wrapped themselves around Emily's waist and move faster than anything Rachel ever saw. Everything went in slow motion as Rachel tried to process what just happened, but not long after, a loud shriek pierced the night.

Rachel was set ablaze and in the air chasing after whatever got Emily in the span of seconds. She pushed her body to go fly faster as she strained to hear where the creature was down below. But it was no use, the rustling sounds were getting farther and farther ahead of the girl. Rachel was quickly losing hope but she realized that the creature was running in a straight line, but quickly stopped when it had reached the edge of the forest, which also had a 200 feet tall dive to get at the bottom of the cliff. Rachel planned to cut it off right there. So with another boost of speed, she headed for the cliff.

When she got close enough, Rachel did a flip before landing heavily on the ground, creating a small crater. The creature holding an unconscious Emily stopped looking down and finally looked at Rachel. It seemed calm and collected, its bony face showing nothing but a tiny spark of amusement. Rachel straightened to make herself look a little taller before talking calmly to the creature.

"I don't know who or what you are, but you need to let her go. She doesn't have anything that you need."

For a moment everything was silent. The creature just looked at Rachel, and the girl just felt stupid for talking to something that probably didn't even understand what she said. Rachel had decided that she would just take Emily by force when the creature let out a loud, boisterous, laugh. It took a moment for Rachel to realize that the creature was laughing at her, which of course, immediately angered the Jewish girl, because no one laughs at Rachel berry. No one.

With a yell, Rachel had set ablaze and dashed at the creature, but before she could even get near it, the lanky thing turned around and jumped over the cliff. Rachel didn't hesitate to jump after it. After all, she could fly the other one couldn't, so she thought that she could just take Emily midair before the suicidal thing could reach the ground below.

At first glance, her plan seemed to be successful. She was gaining on the free falling creature quickly, and she had manoeuvred herself just so that she was closest to the hand in which Emily was in. The creature paid her no mind, which seemed a little odd, but Rachel brushed it off and tried to hold Emily's hand. And when the ball of flame that is Rachel had finally held Emily's hand, the smaller girl's hypersensitive senses told her to let go immediately, she had shook it off as nothing and thought that it was just the unwelcomed thought of landing face first at the bottom of the cliff (which was coming at them very quickly)

Then, from seemingly out of nowhere, a large boulder hit Rachel.

'I should really listen to my super senses…'

That was what Rachel thought as she hit the ground below with a resounding thud. Luckily nothing seemed to be broken because the trees broke her fall by quite a bit. Rachel looked around her. The moonlight was still shining bright overhead, but she couldn't see or hear any sign of the creature that had gotten Emily. Thinking that she might have to go to higher ground, she started to get up, but as she got up from the ground, she heard a rustle somewhere in front of her. Something was moving a tree.

'No…there isn't anything moving in the tree, the tree is moving by itself!'

And just as she realized it, what she had thought was a tree, stood in front of clear view. Mr. Mountain (that's what Rachel decided to call it, because she was sure as hell not going to call that one 'creature' too) looked almost exactly like what Rachel had named it. Its skin was made out of multiple rocks melded together. It was taller than the tallest of trees, making Rachel feel a lot smaller than she was. Seemingly random branches and small trees stuck out of it too. It was covered in moss and stank like garbage, but maybe because there were a few garbage bags hanging off of its branches. Mr. Mountain was holding another large boulder on his right branch hand, while the other was holding another tree, like it was a club.

Rachel kept looking at Mr. Mountain until it finally raised its right arm and threw the boulder at the girl. She easily swatted it off with a kick from her crystallized legs. The boulder cracked and crumbled before it hit the ground in many tiny pieces a few feet away. This seemed to anger Mr. Mountain, because it somehow tensed and glared at the now hovering ball of flame that is Rachel.

'I guess he liked that boulder a little better than the others'

That was Rachel's last thought before charging at Mr. Mountain's face.

I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACKKKKK, YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

I'm so sorry for not updating in the past couple of months. I'm not going to go into detail, but let's just say that a series of unfortunate events had happened and it kept me from updating anything until now.

I would like to give thanks to all of you who reviewed and added this story to their alerts and favourites. Sorry there wasn't much PezBerry action this chapter, but I promise to make it up when I post the next chapter (which might probably on Sunday)

Quick question: If you had read this story sometime between a month ago and last week, I would like to know how you found out about and came upon my story. After months of not updating this I would have thought that this fic would be at the very back of the other PezBerry fic archives.

A special thanks to TheNotbad55 and thatdamnyank for encouraging me to write this chapter a little faster (ooooh it rhymed)

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Next time: Rachel fights Mr. Mountain, and finally meets Santana again