Smallville, My home. I was just a kid when the meteors hit, when one of them hit me. By all means, I should be dead. Luther Corp brought me back to life, experimented on me with new drugs for years. With the consent of my family, of course. Ten years, that's how long I was an experiment. In that time, I had changed.
I possess superhuman strength, a small healing factor, as well as flight, but I would more or less see it as levitating as I have yet to do the moving around in midair thing. I hid all of this from them as they would most likely do different tests on me to see what caused the changes. I wasn't some hidden He-man who can lift mountains and toss them. I am able to lift a two-ton car with little effort. Anything I undergo damage wise, I heal in a day so that's something.
But one thing I use more than anything, is my skills as a detective and investigative journalist. Ok, before you guys start, let me explain. During my time as a test subject, I would only get newspapers to read and pass the time. I started collecting articles that I found strange and made a few, and when I say a few I mean sex or seven, Scrap books.
The doctors found me strange because of this, and I didn't make many friends with the test either. The only friend I had ever made was someone who was like me, having been tested on as well. He didn't survive the procedures as his body gave out. With the test being over for the past three years, and me starting school this year, you can say that I plan on making friends.
Later, school
Walking down the halls, I stopped by the trophy case, where I saw a picture of the football teams. I wasn't looking at them, but my reflection. Grey shirt with a thin leather jacket, black fingerless gloves and a camera around my neck, with some plane jeans and black boots. I thought of a hat, but felt that it would look wired on me.
Looking at the person who walked up to me, they looked at the pictures, punched the glass, shattering it and took the picture. "What do you think you're doing?" I asked, grabbing his arm before he could take off.
It was a bad idea as I was sent flying back from a jolt of electricity. Sliding across the ground, I couldn't help but gasp for air. It hurt, and was like I was struck by lightning. "Sorry, but I have to make sure it doesn't happen again." I heard him say as I sat up, already getting over the pain, seeing that he was already gone.
'And here I thought that there wasn't going to be any other super powered person.' I thought, standing up and seeing a group of people gathering around me. Dusting myself off, I looked as everyone was looking at the trophy case. 'No one is going to try to stop the person from leaving school grounds or acknowledge the person with a burnt arm?' I thought, turning around to leave, but ended up bumping into a blonde girl. She had a Reddish orange jacket with fur on the neck part, a bright orange shirt with a flower like design on the collar, pair of blue jeans and black boots. "Sorry, excuse me." I said, moving past her as I didn't feel like talking to her or anyone at that matter as I needed to clean my hand up for class.
Later that day
Flipping through another year book, I failed to find the kid that shocked me. He couldn't be that much older or younger than me. It was annoying, and it had pissed me off. Closing the books, I started putting them back, the library had every year book. Making my way out of the school, I stopped once I saw something interesting. Walking into the room, I saw an entire wall filled up with images and news about crazy things that had been happening around Smallville, a wall of weird if you could call it.
I even saw myself up there, as a kid in a coma. Grabbing my picture, I didn't rip it off, but stared at me as I was completely covered in bandages. I was hit by a rather large meteor, the size of a mans chest, and survived. I still find it hard to believe that I survived the accident. "I was right, you are that kid." I heard a girl say, with me letting the picture go. Turning around, I saw that it was the same blonde girl from earlier, only she didn't have the coat on. "I know you think that I'm some weird girl whos all into strange things right now-"
"No, I actually have my own collection." I said, looking at the other pictures and finding one of a the same kid I was looking into, saying that he was in a coma. "I'm very interested. Whos this?" I asked, pointing at the man as she walked over and looked at the picture.
"No, do you know him?" She asked, looking up at me as I was a foot taller than her.
"Ya, he's the one who broke the trophy case." I said, looking at her. I didn't have a name, but I had a small lead. "Is this some kind of weird club?" I asked, with her shacking her head.
"No, its the Torch. I'm Chloe, Chloe Sullivan, reporter and editor of the Smallville High School's Torch, the newspaper." She introduced, with me staring at her hand.
Newspaper, just the place I wanted to be! I said, taking her hand and shaking it. Dakota, its nice to meet you. I said, smiling at her. That sounded weird, sorry. I said, backing up. Anyways, I was wanting to know if I could join? I asked, with her thinking about it.
"This isn't some skip class club." She said, looking up at her wall.
"Don't care, as long as I get to report and do what I love, then count me in." I said, kind of getting a smile from her. "So, am I in or do you need to do a back ground check?" I asked as she walked over to the desk and picked up a form before making her way back over to me.
"Fill this out, give me some good stories, some pictures while you're at it." She said, looking at my camera. "Then, I will welcome you to the Torch." She said, with me looking at her with a smile. "Go on, take it, and don't come back without something that is presentable!" She said, with me nodding and walking off.
"Trust me, I wont let the Torch down." I said, waving her goodbye with the camera in hand.
Later, Hospital
Walking to the back, I broke the doorknob and let myself in. Making my way to the locker room, I checked each and everyone of them for one that was unlocked. Finding one, I opened it and was lucky enough that the ID card and work clothes were in it. I rolled my eyes as I saw the family pictures on the side of the locker. Taking both ID card and work clothes, I got dressed and went straight to work.
Walking out of the locker room, I made my way to the Medical records. Once there, I knew that I wouldn't be able to find what I was looking for. It was a cluster fuck, papers were everywhere, and I didn't know how long it would take me to find what I was looking for. "Can I help you?" I heard a voice behind me, with me turning to face an elderly women.
"Yes, I'm here to pick up the files on the Coma Patient from twelve years ago!" I said, with her raising an eyebrow at me. "Doctor Donawala sent me down here to collect them, said that it was important." I said, with her nodding.
"Jeremy Creek, yes, the boy who ran off." She said, walking past me and to a pile of papers. "I find it strange that as soon as the power went out a couple of weeks ago, he suddenly disappeared." She said, with her picking up a folder and passing it over to me. "Here you go hun, will that be all?" She asked, with me going through it.
"No thank you, I'll drop them off when he's done." I said, getting a nod from her as I turned around and started walking down the hall while reading the file, learning all of his medical history. 'I'm going to need to stop by his mothers house, if she still lives there, and the power outage most likely gave him a super charge.' I thought as I went into the bathroom, took some photos and then proceeded to leave, not worried about the files getting taken as it was an Employee Bathroom.
Later, Creek residence
"I don't see why you came all the way here to learn of my son." The women said, holding a picture of said Jeremy.
"I'm doing a paper on a list of people who were put in a coma from the meteor shower, so far I could only find five people." I said, with her frowning as I sat down on her couch. "Could you tell me a little about him, his personality, places he liked to go, people he liked or didn't like?" I asked, with me looking at the photo.
"Well... He was a quiet kid, he didn't make much friends. He did like thunder storms when he was little, and wanted to be a storm chaser when he was older. He didn't really like to go anywhere but home, and he hated the entire football team as they would always pick on him, and it was their fault..."
She went silent, and I knew it was hard for her to say. "What did the football team do?" I asked, feeling that it was important.
"They made him the scarecrow that year." She said, catching my attention.
"Scarecrow?" I asked, not knowing what it meant.
"Its a tradition, every year the football team takes a random freshmen and strings them up in the corn filed like a scarecrow." She informed, with me looking at the picture.
"Did you hear about him leaving the hospital?" I asked, with her looking back at me.
"Yes, I haven't seen him, the first place I thought he would go was home." She said, with me nodding as its where I would go as well.
"I'm sorry that this happened, if only the meteors didn't fall, am I right?" I asked, with her smiling and shacking her head. "I believe that's enough, I don't want to be a bother to you." I said, standing up and grabbing my camera. "Would you mind if I got a picture of you holding the picture?" I asked, with her nodding and went to sit up. "Please, stay seated, it adds more meaning to it." I said, with her facing the picture to me.
Later that night, Franks Auto Repair
Walking in, I made my way to the last member of the football team that picked on Jeremy, and from what the others told me, he was the leader. Looking around, I saw Frank messing with a truck. Walking over to him, I tapped on his shoulder, giving him a bit of a scare. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you, I saw the door open and figured I would come and see what was going on." I said, getting a confused look from him.
"The door should of been closed, were closed!" He said, be seeing Jeremy behind him. He looked over as well, seeing him just standing there. Hey, were you the one who broke in? He asked, with him just standing therewith a smile on his face. "Answer me you little-"
I stopped him from moving forward, grabbing ahold of his arm. "He doesn't look familiar to you, twelve years ago, he was the scarecrow!" I said, confusing him as he yanked his arm free.
"How the hell do you know that?" He asked, backing away from me, where Jeremy rushed forward to grab him. I pushed Frank aside, where Jeremy grabbed me instead, where I went flying across the room, hitting the garage door. I heard Frank scream, with me seeing him getting fried before passing out.
I woke up in the alley, where I knew Jeremy had removed me from the shop and police lights were going off. Seeing as I didn't want to get into trouble, I made my way home for the night.
The next day
"Hey!" Chloe called out, stepping beside me. "How's it going, get anything good yet?" She asked, with me nodding.
"I'm not done yet, but you can expect it soon, possibly first page." I said, gaining her attention. "Scarecrow seeks revenge on Football players of 78." I said, with her frowning at that.
"This isn't a real newspaper." She said, crossing her arms.
"It involves assault and the trophy case incident." I said, gaining her inters.
"You think its the same person?" She asked, with me nodding.
"Not only do I know its the same person, I have a name." I said, looking through my camera. "Jeremy Creek, he escaped the hospital after the power went out, and from what I've seen, he has a electrical charge." I said, getting a smile from her.
"You have a way on finding the crazy, I should start hanging out with you more often." She said, with me shacking my head at her. "I mean it, Pete isn't too into the crazy things going on around here and Clark doesn't even know what's going on around him." She said, with me looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "Right, you're new and don't know them yet." She said, with me nodding.
"You hit the nail." I said, reaching into my pocket and pulling out the form. "Here's the form, mind if I give you the story in full?" I asked, with her looking over the form. "Wouldn't want to leave out the good stuff, right? All it takes is a bit of confusion and the story is ruined." I said, giving her a smirk.
"I cant argue with that." She said, looking up at me. "How would you like to meet the others?" She asked, smiling at me.
Later that day
'He attacked three of them in the time that we were in school.' I thought, watching as the paramedics dragged another body away. Looking across the street, I saw him standing there, watching them. "That's him!" I said, with me looking to my left, seeing Chloe and Pete, with me taking a picture of him before looking at them.
"From the picture you showed me, he's still young, like he...stopped aging?" She asked, with me turning and walking away, with them following me. "So, kid finds power of eternal youth through electricity?" She said, thinking of a title for the paper. "What do you think, bad isn't it?" She asked, with me looking at her.
"I'm sure you'll think of something." I said, with her shrugging.
"I'll play around with different titles and see what sounds good." She looking, looking at Pete. "You think you can call Clark and have him meet us at the Torch?" She asked, with him nodding, looking at me with a strange look.
"I'm already up to speed on things, so I might skip out. I'm going to roam the school for anything school related for the paper." I said, looking at Pete. "It was nice meeting you." I said, holding my hand out for him to shake, but he didn't take it. Getting the hint, I walked off as it time for me to leave.
Later, school
Seeing as a bunch of kids started leaving the school, I was leaning against a post eating a sandwich as I had skipped lunch earlier. Seeing one of the football kids grab the shoulder of a kid, it looked like a fight was about to break out, so I got my camera ready. Taking aim, I saw the blonde kid take off his Leatherman and the other kid throw the punch, but it looked like it did nothing as the kid got sick. I took the picture of them on the ground, where I watched the kid take off a neckless and put it on the downed boy. Watching as the other picked him up, a truck pulled up and they tossed him in, with me getting good pictures of what was happening.
Seeing them take off, I finished my food and made my way home as it wasn't my problem and I had to get ready for the dance, I planed on getting some good shots there as well and have Chloe pick out what she thought was the best.
Later that night, school dance
The dance wasn't exciting as I thought it would be, it was boarding. Plus, I was new so I didn't have many people to talk to. I preferred to stay in the back ground, not in the spot light. I got some pictures here and there, enough so that my camera was almost full so I decided that it was time for me to take my leave.
Walking around outside, I heard a noise coming form the side of the building. Once I went around the corner, I saw someone at the Fire Sprinkler System. "This is good, prank at the dance." I asked, taking my camera out and snapping some photos.
"Jeremy!" Another kid called out, gaining my attention as it was the boy who was taken earlier and the kid with powers. "You need to stop this!" He said, with me taking a picture of him in the dark.
"I don't know how you got here." Jeremy said as he backed away. "But you should of stayed away." He said, tossing the crowbar down.
"I wont let you hurt my friends!" The kid said, walking forward into the light, with me taking another picture of him.
Jeremy looked at the building then back at the kid. "Those people arnt your friends!" He said, shacking his head at him. "The sprinklers will get them nice and wet, I'll handle the rest." He said, where I quickly made my way to the truck as to not be seen, taking more pictures.
"They never did anything to you!" The boy said, getting mad.
"I'm not doing this for me!" Jeremy shot back, getting angry that he was being delayed. I'm doing this for me and all the others like us! He said, raising his voice as the kid walked forward without any fear.
"What happened to you, was my fault!" He said, confusing me as he would of been a little kid twelve years ago, so what happened between them. I took a shot of them standing face to face, knowing that it would be good. "I can understand your pain!"
"I'm not in pain!" Jeremy said, looking up at the taller kid. "I have a gift, and a purpose!" He said, turning around, where I got a shot of a blur, seeing that the kid was now behind him. Looking up from my camera, I knew that the kid also had powers, shocking me.
"So do I." The kid said, where Jeremy generated electricity and grabbed the boy, with it doing nothing against him. I took a picture as it was a cool sight, and would be going into my scrap books. Seeing him get tossed, he flew over to me, with me backing up and hiding behind the bed of the truck. Looking back over at Jeremy, he had stood up and started the truck with a touch.
Seeing him get in, I grabbed the bed of the truck and lifted it with one hand, while looking into the driver side mirror. Seeing him look at me in shock, I took a picture of him with one hand, having the flash on and blinding him. Letting go, he ended up driving straight into a wall as he tried maneuvering his self to safety.
Seeing that he drove over a Water Container, I knew something bad was about to happen. Water and electricity don't mix well if you guys didn't know this already. I ran over to the truck with the kid, where I heard Jeremy screaming in pain. Once I got there, I had helped the kid pull the truck out of the wall where I then watched him pull the door off and check on him. Not wanting to be around for any questions, I took off.
Later
Waiting by the door, I watched as everyone was dancing, with the kid stepping next to me. "Is he dead?" I asked, taking a picture of the king and queen.
"No, he just lost his memories." The kid said, with me nodding. "Who are you?" He asked, with me shrugging.
"The newest member of the Torch." I said, walking over to the door, only to stop. "And you, what is your name?" I asked, looking over my shoulder as I opened the door and stepped out.
"Clark Kent." He said, with me nodding.
"I'll remember that for the next time we meet, Clark." I said, giving him a two finger salute before walking away.