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This will be a long story!

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When Jeremiah had been experimenting with the idea of a piece of jewelry that would lessen Kara's powers, he toyed with the idea of a small amount of Kryptonite in a pair of earrings. It was small enough that they could be passed off as emerald, a seemingly perfect cover. Until they learned Kara was extremely clumsy without her powers.

Often times, when she fell she hurt herself, whether it is an open cut or a bruise. And one might, Alex had seriously hurt herself. She was in her wolf form and had defended Kara from a wild wolf who tried to hurt her. So, Kara had taken out the earrings, put them down, and carried the hurt Alex home.

Little did they anticipate that when Alex's blood mixed with the now fast healing cuts and scrapes on Kara, it would give Kara the ability to shift.

But it did, and so now Kara is a Kryptonian Wolf Shifter. It's not a bad thing. Kara learned how to control the shifts -most of the time- and run her life accordingly.

And at 17, being a Kryptonian Wolf teenager in a world of weaker beings is a whole lot harder.

'Cmon, Kara,' the mind link between Kara and Alex said. Kara lifted her head, her blonde fur shining in the early sunlight. Both held their bookbags gingerly by one of the shoulder straps between their teeth.

'But, Alex, it's pretty out today!' The blonde glanced over at older sister, the wolf shaking her head slightly but with a happy glint in her brown eye.

'Race ya!' The Auburn furred wolf tore off, her long legs tearing up the falling leaves of September. The blonde huffed.

'Hey!' With that, the Blonde kicked it into gear and raved after her sister. It wasn't long before she caught up, even shorter by the time they were behind the school.

Going behind trees, respecting each others privacy, they shifted back and threw on their clothing. When they came back out, Alex chuckled.

"Collar askew, and your glasses," she said, walking past as she picked the last leaf out of her hair. Kara scrambled to correct her errors, quickly following the direction she thought she saw her sister travel in.

Her nose flicked, taking in the smell and trying to find Wynn's mountain dew scent. He was obsessed with the drink. She found that, but as she was tracking it, a new smell wafted into her nose.

Wolf, she thought. It smelled wonderful to her, but an odd mixture. Paint and... vanilla? No, spearmint hinted with a very tiny amount vanilla. Was she trying to hide it?

Kara didn't have time to think, as her brain short-circuited when the person came out of the art room in front of her. She saw the person's nose minutely twitch once, where the woman looked up and searched the room.

Lena Luthor!? Kara thought, recognizing the girl from the newspaper. She quickly ducked out of sight, thinking of a plan to find Winn.

"Kara!" Winn says from behind her. He smiles brightly and is holding two travel mugs, one presumably mountain dew and the other hot chocolate. Kara smiled, letting herself be dragged to the first period while sipping the drink.

"Alright, Winn, what's with-" Kara didn't get to finish before a jumpy Winn spoke.

"Lena Luthor" He exclaimed. "The Little sister of Lex Luthor, Superman's enemy!" Kara rolled her eyes, peering at him over the rim of her cup as she took a long sip. "This is so weird. Just because she looks innocent, doesn't mean she won't hurt you, so-"

Kara looked at Winn, who had frozen up while staring over her shoulder. She tilted her head slightly, lowering her glasses a bit and using her super hearing.

"A Luthor, huh?" A boy spat. Kara quickly recognized him as Maxwell Lord, a snobby richer kid who had chosen a lower class school just to make fun of them. "What's Lex up to now? A plan to kill high schoolers now?"

She pushed her glasses back up her nose, turning to see Maxwell talking to a few of the other jerks. She awkwardly turned Winn around, pointing to Lyra. Winn brightened and looked to Kara with a bright smile.

"Thanks, Kara!" He walked happily over to the desk. The desks in most of the classroom had long desks with two chairs sitting at each one. Kara contemplated sitting near Lucy, but one of the other soccer players -Maggie?- took the seat beside her. She turned to the desk in the far corner, near the window.

At least I can daydream, she thought as she plopped down into the seat. She didn't take the one righting next to the window, not wanting to look like a complete loner.

When the teacher walked in, she smiled at how the students already found seats. After shifting a few things on her desk, she spoke.

"Alright class, this is your English literature class, where you-" The woman was cut off as the door opened. The scent hit Kara's nose, and her head snapped toward the door. A raven-haired girl poked in, looking a bit confused.

"Is this English literature?" The girl asked, her voice flowing through Kara's ears like music. The teacher nodded, pointing to Kara's desk.

"Next to Miss Danvers," she said. Her eyes flicked back to the class, resuming her introduction.

As the girl calmly walked to her seat, other students threw small balls of rolled up paper at her, throwing mean and unwarranted comments. She didn't seem to acknowledge them, but it made Kara's blood boil. She growled very low, to which the black haired beauty perked her head up and looked at her. Kara nervously fidgeted with the corner of her glasses, extending her hand as the girl sat.

"Kara Danvers," She smiled shyly. Kara let Lena's scent wrap around her. The girl in from of her finally met her eyes, and Kara's breath caught in her throat at how green they were. Not a bad green, far from it in fact, but the type of green you could spend all day looking at and-

"Lena Luthor," The girl responded, slowly and hesitantly reaching out as if giving Kara time to back out. Yes, Kara recognized the last name 'Luthor'. Her cousin was Superman for Rao's sake! But she didn't want to judge Lena based on her brother or family, seeing as she could be the polar opposite. When Kara hadn't pulled away, Lena's hand met hers in a firm shake.

"Are we going to have a problem with the seating?" The teacher asked, looking pointedly at Lena. Lena looked away, hurt evident in her eyes.

"No," Kara said after she caught the teacher's eye as if daring her to say more. Lena glanced up, a confused look flitting across her face. Kara stared until the teacher relented and walked away. She then gave Lena a beaming smile. The class passed rather quickly, too quickly for Kara.

"Class dismissed!" The teacher's voice went briskly cold as she looked at Lena. Before Kara could even say goodbye, Lena was out the room, and so was her scent. Kara whimpered softly, her bottom lip jutted out, and she longed for it to return. For some strange reason, she felt the need to be around her, to protect her from the world.

Kara discovered she had almost every period with her, but Lena walked right past the lunchroom. Deciding not to ponder on it, she could have just been studying today or ate a large breakfast, so she sat with her usual pack of friends.

Lucy and James, the current 'it' couple that had held the spot, specifically because people thought it was cute that Lucy was a grade younger than James. Wynn and Lyra, sophomores like Kara, but Lyra was the accepted alien of the school who was a total badass who fell for the geeky dork. Kara approved after talking to Lyra and making sure Winn was absolutely happy. Then there was Alex, her sister.

Kara sat down next to Alex, finally starting to listen to the conversation going on.

"No way!" Winn exclaimed, putting a fry in his mouth. "She's from a- no the bad family, Lyra." Kara tilted her head, big blue eyes looking up at Wynn.

"Kara, we are talking about the villain called 'Lena Luthor'," Lyra says while rolling her eyes. Alex chimes in quickly.

"She can't be trusted, Kara," Alex looked at her seriously "She's a Luthor. And a LuthorLuthor is never good." Kara huffed a breath out, preparing to speak.

"She isn't like her-" She managed to get out before James shouted.

"Their team is going to lose!" He exclaimed, "News is they just lost their star player!" The others were all swept up into the conversation rather quickly, debating if the football team would win this game or not. She sank down for the rest of her lunch, upset that they couldn't separate a name from a person.