A.N: OH MY GOD I'M BACK AGAIN! With a teaser for you to boot. I've got a new computer and some brand new ideas. And believe it or not... I wrote the beginning and the end of this story and am working my way back so this might get a little complicated, meaning I don't think the updates will be coming as quick as the first time around. But please be patient. I'm already in love with this. =] As always, please review and I own nothing but the idea and some new characters that don't exist yet, only in my mind, who will come about in this. Maybe.

Prologue

Kal-El stood in front of the ice crystals, being guided by his father's presence in his training.

"Kal-El", Jor-El's voice was omnipresent and powerful, "It is time for you to fulfill your destiny."

"Father", Kal-El said, "Do you believe I am ready?"

"The world needs you Kal-El."

The young man lowered his gaze to the crystals in front of him.

"They can be of great people, Kal-El, they wish to be", Jor-El told him, "They only lack the light to show them the way. And it is for this reason, that I have sent them you, my only son."

Kal-El nodded.

He knew where he was needed, after all this time. He was going home, after years of solitude. He knew the moment he flew out of the Arctic fortress, he would no longer be able to hide under his façade of Kal-El. He would once again be known to the world as Clark Kent, and as Superman.

It had been five years since he'd seen his family, his friends. Five years since he said good bye to her.

"Thank you father", he said, "For everything."

With that he flew away from the Arctic, away from his sanctuary, back to a world of chaos and anger. Back to the place he left the one person who never turned their back on him.

Clark Kent was coming home.

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Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

"Home" by Daughtry