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My name is Kara Zor-El.

Twenty-four years ago, my
planet, Krypton, was in serious peril.

My cousin, Kal-El,

was sent to a planet called "Earth"
for his own safety and protection.

You may know his story.

The story you don't know is
that I was sent to protect him.

Your pod's coordinates
are interlocked with Kal-El's.

You will follow him to Earth.

I'm not afraid, Father.

The trip is long, but you'll
sleep most of the way

and we'll be with
you in your dreams.

You'll journey to Earth to look
after your baby cousin, Kal-El.

Because of the Earth's yellow Sun,
you'll have great powers on this planet.

You will do
extraordinary things.

I won't fail Kal-El, or you.

I love you, Kara.

You must go, now.

Go!

Things didn't exactly go
according to my mother's plan.

Krypton's destruction
sent a shock wave

that knocked my pod off course
and into the Phantom Zone.

A region in space
where time doesn't pass.

I slept there for 24 years
until somehow I got here.

When I arrived, I was
still a 13-year-old girl.

But in that same time, my
cousin Kal-El had grown up

and revealed himself to
your world as Superman.

The most powerful
man in the universe.

My cousin wanted me to have the
same safe human-type childhood he did.

So, he placed me with my
adoptive family, the Danvers.

Scientists who once helped him
understand his own super abilities.

I know I'm not your mom,
sweetheart, but you're safe here.

They had a daughter, Alex.

And despite being born on different
planets, we both shared one thing.

We knew our lives would
never be the same again.

My cousin, he didn't
need my protection.

I didn't have a mission anymore.

But even though I had all
the same powers he did...

Sorry, sorry.

I decided the best
thing I could do is fit in.

After all, Earth didn't
need another hero.

I need two tickets in the
orchestra section for WICKED.

No, not for Miss Grant.
Her mother wants to see it.

Yes, again. Sure, I'll hold.

Charlie? I'm calling about
the Correspondents Dinner,

I need to make sure Miss Grant
doesn't end up next to Bill O'Reilly again.

I work at Catco Worldwide Media.

An online and print empire
built by my boss, Cat Grant.

The most powerful
woman in National City.

At least, for the next few days.

Did you see this? There was
an armored car robbery last night.

There were no witnesses
except for this homeless guy,

- who swears the perp had horns.
- Thanks.

Like, on his head.

I'm telling you, they're
out there. Aliens.

Winn, there's no
such thing as aliens.

Well, you might feel differently
if you read this website.

- You write that website.
- I contribute...

Hey, um, I was wondering
if maybe you wanna...

I don't know, go
see a movie tonight.

I can't. I'm sorry.

I have a date.

- Date, really?
- Mmm.

That's great... Fun. Dating
is fun. Who is that with?

It's an online date.

Says we are 82%
compatible, so, should be good.

You know that you can't quantify
emotions based on an algorithm?

Winn, you're IT, isn't your
whole life based on algorithms?

Yes, so, if there was
an algorithm for love,

I think that I would
know about it.

It's just like you're gonna
know when it hits you, Kara.

It'll be all pow-pow.

Ugh, this elevator
is a human petri dish.

It's like standing up in coach.

She's here.

How do you do that?

Good morning, Miss Grant.

The only reason I bought this building
was because it had a private elevator.

That way, I don't have to get soaked
in cheap cologne every morning,

getting to my office.
Find out who used it,

have them reprimanded,
or bathed, I don't care which.

Here's your latte. Hot.

That'll be new and different.

I have a meeting with
the board today at lunch,

so, cancel sushi with my mother.

Oh, and cancel my therapist.

I won't be needing it if I'm not
having lunch with my mother.

Got it.

Also, I've e-mailed a list.

Prepare termination letters for
the Tribune employees as noted.

But it would be so nice
if you handwrote them.

Use the lesser card stock.

You're downsizing the Tribune?

But that was your
first acquisition.

Go see if the new art
director has the layout ready.

It's not that I don't
see your frown,

it's just that I don't care
enough to ask why it's there.

All those people, they're
going to lose their jobs.

What's going to happen
to them, to their families?

They don't have to
downsize at the Daily Planet.

Metropolis has a person who wears a cape
and flies around performing heroic acts.

The Planet puts this superlative
man on their cover 54% of the time.

You wanna save the Trib?
Go find me a hero, Kerah.

Kara.

Hello?

- Hello?
- I'll be just a minute.

Miss Grant sent me for layouts
and she doesn't like to wait.

Well, she can wait a minute.

Have you met Miss Grant?

Yeah, what is she gonna do?
Fire me right after hiring me?

Her loss.

Hey.

I'm the new guy.

Oh, it's him.

I've seen this picture
like a million times.

It won a Pulitzer.

Wow.

Yeah, only 'cause it was
the first real shot of him.

Little secret, he actually posed
for that. I guess he likes me.

Oh, my God, you're Jimmy Olsen.
The photographer from the Daily Planet.

James Olsen.

Well, "Jimmy" is reserved
for my mom and the big guy.

He's kind of stuck in his ways.

Um, I know what
I've read, but...

What's he like in real life?

He is everything you want
him to be and more. I mean...

I was scared to move out here,

but he told me the biggest
risk is never taking any, so...

Hmm.

- Take it.
- Hmm?

- Take it.
- This? No. Oh, God, no, I can't. I can't.

It's just a print.
Please, take it.

But first, you have to
tell me who you are.

- I never got your name.
- Oh.

Gosh. Hi.

Kara.

Kara Danvers.

Kara.

Anyone ever tell you that you
look a little like him right here?

No.

Uh, no. No, you're the first.

- Uh, thank you. Very much.
- Yeah, of course.

Um...

Layouts.

Right.

Almost forgot them. Bye.

Pow-pow.

I have a conference in Geneva and
I need to be on a plane in two hours.

And I have a blind
date in half an hour

and I need you to help
me pick out what to wear.

- I win.
- Why do you do this to me?

Because I'm your
sister and you love me.

I don't know, I feel like I'm
not living up to my potential.

I went to work for Cat Grant because
I thought working in a media company

run by a powerful woman who
actually shapes the way people think

would be the way that I
could make a difference.

But, instead, I just
fetch layouts and coffee.

You always wanted
to be normal, right?

So, having a crappy boss
and absolutely nothing to wear...

- This is what normal looks like.
- I am not normal!

I have the same powers he does.

I can lift a bus, stop
a bullet. Alex, I can fly.

At least, I think I can. I
haven't done it in years.

Kara, you've got a
good job, you're cute,

and thanks to your alien
DNA, you can't get pimples.

Life is not so bad.

But if you really
wanna help somebody,

you'll pick between one of these
two, so, I can get on my plane.

- Uh, yep.
- Good choice.

When in doubt, go with
blue, it is your color. All right.

Text me every
detail from your date

and I will call you when
I'm back from Geneva.

- I love you.
- Love you.

So, where you from originally?

Like, where was I born?

Um, uh... North.

I gotta hit this
back real quick.

Check, please.

Make sure your number's on it.

If you're just joining
us, shortly after take-off,

National City Airlines,
Flight 237 bound for Geneva,

is experiencing
some loss of altitude.

The pilot seems to be circling the
city after apparent engine failure.

Did he say "Geneva"? Alex.

We just lost another engine.
Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!

Flight attendants,
brace for impact.

We're leveling off.

Oh, come on!

The passengers of Flight 237
appear to have a guardian angel.

When, what many report
to be a female flying form...

- Oh, my God.
- Rescued them from certain death.

Leyna Nguyen is
live at the scene.

Thank you, Rick. Guardian
angel or human wrecking ball?

- What?
- There is destruction

all over Otto Binder
Bridge. And one...

Well, you try saving a
plane for the first time.

See if you don't make a mess.

Oh, my God.

I know!

It's incredible!

- Ow!
- Oh, sorry.

That was too hard.
I'm just... I'm so excited.

- I still can't believe I did it.
- Yeah.

Neither can I. Are you okay?

Me? Am I okay? Are you okay?

- Yes, thank you.
- Were you scared?

I mean, I was scared, too, but
you, you had to have been terrified.

Because you had no idea
I was coming to save you.

- I need a drink.
- Right! Yeah, we need to celebrate.

It has been so long.

I almost forgot how to fly.

Well, not so much "how," but
more, more how it feels, like...

Scared, but good scared.

Like that moment right before
you kiss someone for the first time.

And now... Now, it's like...

I'm not sure what comes next.

Or maybe I am sure and I'm
just afraid of what it means.

- And if it means what I think it means.
- What were you thinking?

You exposed yourself.

To the world.

You're out there now, Kara.

Everyone will know about you
and you can't take that back.

I don't want to.

This is what I was
talking about, Alex.

I've always felt the
need to help people,

and tonight, I finally
got that chance.

I...

I didn't travel 2,000 light-years
just to be an assistant.

What if people figure
out who you are?

What you are?

It's just...

It's not safe for you to do
anything like that. Ever again.

Oh.

I'm kind of tired.

I just carried a plane on my
back. I'm gonna go to bed.

You should go.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Good morning, National
City. Our top story,

the only story
anyone's talking about.

Who is the mystery flying woman

who saved the plane?

Despite extensive efforts,

no one has been able to
identify who, or rather, what she is.

- Pretty cool, huh?
- A plane-saving lady?

How is the world supposed
to take her seriously

if she can't even
come up with a suit?

What, the Metropolis gets him
and what does National City get?

Some rookie superhero?

I know many of you are used to
being second best, but it's new to me.

The most incredible event
in the history of National City

and yet we have no
exclusive of any kind.

We don't have much to go on.

The image we're
working off of is low res.

I guess she's around
5'9". It's tough to gauge

with her height measured
up against an airplane.

Hair color brown. Or black.

Or maybe her hair is just dirty.

You know, from soot.

- The plane exhaust.
- James, you make an excellent point.

Do you think there's
any connection

- between this hero and...
- To my friend in blue?

I don't know. I mean,
not that he mentioned,

but if she's anything
like him, she's a hero.

Saving people is what they're
born to do. She'll be back.

Hmm.

She better be.

This girl is the answer.

She is exactly what I
need to save the Tribune.

Besides fatty foods, there is
nothing people love more than a hero.

We are going to blow her up.

We will feature her
online and in the paper,

but we need images,

we need video, we need an
interview, and exclusive content. So, go.

Go get me that girl.

And, Kerah...

Go get me a lettuce wrap.

It's funny. That was
the first thing he did.

Save a plane, I mean.

Winn, I need to talk
to you on the roof.

The roof?

Kara?

Hey, just whatever you have
to say, can you make it quick?

I'm not really into
being this high up.

Okay, um, Winn,

I'm going to tell you something about
me that only three people in my life know.

Can I trust you?

- Yeah, yeah, of course.
- Good.

Um, I just... I really want
someone to be excited for me.

And I, um...

Right, how do...

Uh, there's something about me
that for most of my life, I've run from it.

But last night, I embraced who
I am and I don't want to stop.

Oh, my God, you're a lesbian.

Oh, Kara, that's why
you're not into me.

- This is great news!
- No. I'm not gay!

I'm...

I'm her!

The woman who saved the plane!

Okay.

Yeah, okay. Right.

Kara, what are you
doing? Hey, Kara!

Hey, get away from the
ledge, you're gonna get hurt.

Kara! Hey!

You're... You're her.

Yup.

More reports coming in
on last night's plane rescue.

The big question. Is there a connection
between this mysterious flying woman...

- More coffee.
- And the Man of Steel?

- Hey!
- Sorry about that, sir.

Can you believe
it? A female hero.

Nice for my daughter to have
someone like that to look up to.

Yeah, real nice.

What happened with
the plane, Vartox?

You were ordered
to bring it down.

Our trap worked.

The DEO agents were on
board and the bomb detonated.

- Then why aren't they dead?
- The female.

She flew into the sky
and caught the plane.

Who is she?

Jor-El saved his child
before Krypton's destruction.

- Alura's daughter.
- She's working with the humans.

Twelve years, we've been
forced to hide in the shadows.

But the General's
arrival is imminent.

Nothing must interfere.

You are instructed to
eliminate the human operatives.

You can add
this girl to the list.

Can't promise her death
won't be public. And messy.

Human casualties are irrelevant.

Good.

And if she is Alura
Zor-El's daughter,

then she will pay for
her mother's debts.

And so will her city.

So, how is it? Huh?
How does it fit?

I'm not flying around
saving people in this thing.

I wouldn't even wear it to
the beach. Where's my cape?

Capes are lame. Tell
your cousin I said so.

Actually, never, never do that.

Oh.

Kara, you look really
pretty without your glasses.

- Winn.
- So, uh...

To be a superhero,
you need a crime.

I hacked into the NCPD.

There's a car chase
on the 112 freeway.

I can do a car chase!

A cape aids with aerodynamics,
I should have thought of that.

West National City Bank.
Reporting a 432. Sixth and Spring.

Suspects are armed
and dangerous.

You're sure you're bulletproof?

Hope so.

All right, the new cape is made
from a structured polymer composite.

It's much sturdier than...

And, uh...

This one has the "S."

For "Super," just
like your cousin.

It's not an "S".

It's my family's coat of arms.

The House of El.

Four-alarm fire
at Gates and Igle.

I'm assuming you
can't catch on fire.

Made of low-grade Kryptonite.

Radioactive mineral from your
home planet. It weakens you.

Where am I? Who are you?

Name is Hank Henshaw.

And I believe you already
know Agent Danvers.

She doesn't need those.

Welcome to the DEO, the
Department of Extra-Normal Operations.

The DEO monitors and protects Earth from
extraterrestrial presence and/or invasion.

That means you.

Your ship.

We keep it here as a reminder
of the day you crashed on Earth.

You're the reason
for all of this.

Me? But...

My... But my cousin was here
two dozen years before me.

And it was his arrival that triggered
the need for this organization.

We realized we weren't
alone in the universe

and we might soon be
getting more immigrants.

Sure enough, you came along.

And with you,

Fort Rozz.

Fort Rozz?

Krypton's maximum
security prison.

Banished to the Phantom Zone,
same place your ship got stuck.

But just like yours,
it didn't stay there.

We're not sure how
your pod got loose.

What we do know is this.
You pulled Fort Rozz with you.

When it crashed,
the alien convicts,

the worst criminals in the
galaxy, they all escaped.

And you brought them here.

These beings, some of them have
powers from your darkest nightmares.

For over a decade,
they've stayed hidden.

But in the last year, many have been
emerging, making themselves known.

They're planning something.
We're just not sure what it is yet.

Your plane.

That wasn't an accident.
They were trying to kill you.

I can help you stop them.

How? You couldn't even
stop us from capturing you.

I'm still learning.

Our job is keeping people in
the dark about alien life on Earth,

and nothing says "covert operation"
like a flying woman in a red skirt.

They know about my
cousin, they don't fear him.

Plenty of people do, just
not popular to admit it.

You wanna help? Go back
to getting someone's coffee.

I know you're mad
and you're hurt.

I wanted to tell you
every single day...

No, instead, you told me every
single day not to be who I really am.

- You have to listen to me.
- I can't.

This just kind of feels like
one big coincidence, doesn't it?

You working here, hunting
down aliens, me being one?

I can't help, but think

the real reason that you were
recruited was because of me.

They recruited me because
my background in bio-engineering

makes me an expert
on alien physiology.

And, yeah, it helps that I
shared a bathroom with one.

I'm leaving now. Unless
you wanna try and stop me.

Which I wouldn't.

I know you don't wanna hear this,
Agent Danvers, but she's dangerous.

You, above all people,
should know that.

Of course, leave it to
media magnate, Cat Grant,

to put a name to a face.

Miss Grant dubbed National
City's new female hero, "Supergirl."

And if Twitter is any indicator, the
name appears to be catching on.

"Supergirl"?

We can't name her that!

"We" didn't.

Right, I'm sorry.

It's just, uh...

I don't want to minimize
the importance of this.

A female superhero. Shouldn't
she be called Superwoman?

I'm sorry, darling, I just can't hear you
over the loud color of your cheap pants.

If we call her "Supergirl,"
something less than what she is,

doesn't that make us
guilty of being anti-feminist?

- Didn't you say she was a hero?
- I'm the hero.

I stuck a label on the side
of this girl, I branded her.

She will forever be linked to
Catco, to the Tribune, to me.

And what do you think
is so bad about "Girl"?

Huh?

I'm a girl.

And your boss,

and powerful, and
rich, and hot and smart.

So, if you perceive "Supergirl"
as anything less than excellent,

isn't the real problem you?

And if you're so smart, Kerah,

could you please give me one
reason why I shouldn't fire you?

I printed it.

And it's an even higher
resolution than you hoped for.

James.

You are interrupting a very
craftily-worded termination.

Kara wanted to surprise
you, but she has a teller friend

that works at West
National City Bank.

- The branch that got robbed.
- Right!

Right, yes, I went there.

You know, it took me a while
to park my car in the streets.

The one-way streets
are so confusing.

You tell it so much better.

Kara convinced her
source to allow us to use

a photograph that she captured.

You got a clean
image of Supergirl?

Kerah, if you can't take credit
when you do something well,

you are gonna be at the
bottom of the pile forever.

But mazel tov.

You bought yourself another day.

- I was handling the situation.
- Oh, yeah? What was your plan?

To get yelled at and fired?
'Cause that was working.

I don't need you or anyone else

fighting my battles for me.

I'm communicating
at 50,000 hertz.

- If you can hear this...
- You okay?

- You were not born on this Earth.
- I...

Yeah, I have a headache.
I need some water.

Painful, isn't it?

The humans of National City will suffer
10 times this pain if you don't face me.

Meet me at the National
City Power Plant.

How many innocent
people are going to die

until you prove that
you are not a coward,

daughter of Alura.

Clever. Picking a
spot lined with lead.

But I can still hear
your heartbeat.

On my planet, females
bow before males.

- This is not your planet.
- You look like Alura.

How do you know
my mother's name?

You don't easily forget the name of the
woman who condemned you to prison.

- Fort Rozz?
- She was our judge and jailer.

Can't kill her.

So, killing you will have to do.

Just because you wear that symbol
on your chest doesn't mean you're him.

Fighting him would be an honor.
Fighting you is just exercise.

You actually think
that you could stop me?

That you'd be able
to stop any of us?

Now you know
what it's like to bleed.

Soon, your whole
city will bleed.

- Trap One, pursue the hostile.
- Copy that.

Hey, hey, I'm here.
I got you, I got you.

- You're gonna be okay.
- I never felt pain like that before.

I've never felt pain.

You're not indestructible, Kara.

Nice move nearly letting
that alien cut you in half.

If we can ID his weapon, it
might give us a way to defeat him.

Look at that.

You did help.

Did you know about my mom?

That she was the one who
locked up all those aliens?

It's why I didn't want
you going out there.

Showing yourself, showing this.

The Fort Rozz escapees would give
anything to get revenge on your mother

and the only way that they
can do that now is to hurt you.

I'm trying to protect you.

You were right.

The world doesn't need me.

Kara, it's me. Can we talk?

I know you can see me.

I know what you're
thinking, okay?

That this is all your
fault. But it's not.

Before you came to live with us,

I was the star.

And then, I mean, how
could I compete with you?

With someone who
could touch the stars?

You know, I was happy when
you decided not to use your powers.

You know, you feeling
like less, it somehow

made me feel like more.

Now, the world
needs you to fly, Kara.

I can't, Alex.

- I can't do it.
- Yeah, you can.

Your family believes in you.

- I know you do.
- No, I don't mean me.

- That's Kryptonese writing.
- Yeah.

Hank and his old team recovered it
from the pod that brought you to Earth.

Mom.

Kara, my brave daughter.

By now, you have become the
woman I knew you would grow up to be.

And though you were sent to
Earth to protect young Kal-El,

your destiny is not tied to his.

There is no correct path in life.
You will lose your way many times.

What's important is that
you find your way back

to the brave girl
you always were.

Be wise, be strong

and always be true to yourself.

So, what do we do now?

First things first.

You need to change.

It's Agent Danvers and her
sister from another planet.

She's here to help
us fight Vartox.

I told you I don't trust aliens.

There's no one I trust more.

Like her cousin, she was
sent here, too, to help us.

And if you want any more of
my help, we're gonna let her.

I found Vartox.

Sir. Uh, ma'ams.

Where?

The sliver of metal you
extracted from Supergirl's arm.

Vartox's ax has a
unique nuclear thumbprint.

Satellites picked him up
heading towards the city.

Vartox said he was ready
to start killing humans.

Order a strike
team to intercept.

Your men will not
be able to stop him.

Thank you for your
opinion, Miss Danvers.

Director Henshaw.

People of this city will die
because of something I did.

I started this. You
have to let me stop it.

Make sure you win.

Do you have eyes on the target?

I got him.

You never should have
come back for more.

She's not strong enough.

Why? Because she's just a girl?
It's exactly what we were counting on.

I analyzed the metal on the ax.

It's powered by a
self-generating atomic charge,

reaching temperatures
up to 2,500 degrees.

- How does that help?
- If it gets any hotter than that,

it's gonna explode.

She just has to get close
enough to do her thing.

Stop, I give up.

- I don't wanna die.
- Give your mother my regards.

Kara, do it now.

It's not working! I can't do it!

It's why you were sent here.

I believe that now, you
have to believe it, too.

It's over.

You think I'm the threat?

You have no idea what's coming.

She followed your
orders. She won.

Yeah. This time.

Director Henshaw.

I wasn't only recruited
because of my sister, was I?

Yeah, she's why you got in.

You are why you get to stay.

Uh, if I believe the
comments on the website,

they mentioned a "Female/reptilian
boxing match in the desert."

I'll tell you all about it at our
next crime-fighting lunch hour.

- Wait, so, the Super Friends are back?
- We're not calling ourselves that.

James.

- Uh, do you have time to grab lunch?
- You must be hungry.

You probably burn up a lot of
calories fighting an ax-wielding alien.

Meet me on the roof.

You knew.

This whole time.

He told you.

Well, he knew that I was trying
to expand my own horizons,

so, as a favor, he asked me to
expand them here, National City.

Hang out. Be near you.

So, wait a minute. He
wanted me to do this?

Why didn't he just tell me?

Because he wanted you
to choose it for yourself.

The same way he did.

That's what makes a hero, Kara.

Here.

From him.

It's the blanket he was
wrapped in when he was a baby.

Apparently, this
cape won't shred.

Thank you.

He's really proud of you.

Me, too.

Now, don't you
have a city to protect?

You know, up, up and away?

I was sent here to
protect my cousin.

Turns out he didn't
need my protection.

But there's a whole
planet full of people who do.

Earth doesn't have
just one hero anymore.

Now, it has me.

Now, it has Supergirl.

General, Vartox is dead.
He chose death over capture.

Typical of his race.

He did accomplish one thing.

The identity of the girl. It
seems she is Alura's daughter.

My dear little niece.

Of course.

She escaped with her cousin.

And much less of a threat
than he is to our endeavors.

You're wrong.

If she's anything like her mother,
she will be just as formidable.

It was my right to lead
Krypton, I will lead Earth.

We all will.

Find her and kill her.

Are you certain, General?

After all, Kara
Zor-El is your blood.

No one can be allowed
to stand against us.

Not even my niece.

English -SDH