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A/N: Pilot 1x01 = The year is 1987 on the dying planet of Krypton, and time is quickly running out. As tensions rise, chaos ensues in the capital city of Kandor, as Jor-El finds a way to save his formerly deceased 'son' from both the inevitable destruction of the planet and the child's biological father, Zor-El. The events which will unfold will change everything – breaking the glass that shields reality from fantasy.
I decided to 'reboot' this fanfiction series, since my writing skills have improved greatly from when I began the first series, and because I have decided to use this opportunity to write 'episodes' that are a mixture of the comic books, Man of Steel, and (in particular) Smallville. Also, other elements of other fiction will be combined with this Universe, especially since I am not limited by a budget, so I hope you will all love it! Thanks :D
Krypton: Earth-Year = 1987
The red-tinted skies of Krypton were showered with clouds of what seemed like 'golden steam', with mountains going as far as the eye could see. Rao, their native red dwarf star, hovered peacefully up in the sky as if gazing down on them, directly above the advanced and technologically grand capital city of Kandor. However, despite the incomprehensible beauty of the city of Kandor on such a peaceful day, many Kandorians were in mourning of the 'Lost Son' – a child whom never had the opportunity to live his life as the next El.
You could feel the cloud of grief and the sense of loss choking the great city, as large grey banners hung down from the sides of the towering crystalline palace belonging to the House of El, and on these banners was the House of El emblem in blood red. Furthermore, the streets of Kandor seemed completely abandoned for another reason; with almost all Kandorians having decided to stay inside their grandiose homes to mourn for what some believed were the 'end of days' – with some even claiming that Rao's Prophecy was finally coming true.
This was based on how one of the greatest scientists to have ever lived, Jor-El, had recently presented evidence of how dangerously unstable Krypton's core had become, due to factors such as the increasing resource mining permitted by the "increasingly corrupt Kryptonian High Council" as quoted by Jor-El during his impressive speech to the Kandorian citizens. Unfortunately for Jor-El, his emotionally-moving speech had caught the attention of the High Council, who exclaimed how Jor-El was committing treason against them and arrested the brilliant scientist for his 'lies'.
Because of his "outrageous lies" about Krypton's unstable core, Jor-El now stood in the centre of the circular High Council Chamber with its eight members sat on their crystalline throne chairs surrounding him with cold, malicious eyes and immensely proud stances. Jor-El stood at 5'10" with short, wavy whitish-blond hair and had deep-blue eyes that were quite common in the House of El. He also wore traditional white Kryptonian robes with the black outline of the House of El emblem in the center. It did not go without notice that all eight members of the High Council were glaring ferociously at Jor-El in a feeble attempt to intimidate him, yet Jor-El stood with utmost confidence.
"Jor-El!" the oldest High Council member who sat in front of Jor-El spoke in an echoing voice that tried to remain calm. "Do you know why you are here in front of the High Council?"
"Yes, I do," Jor-El answered coolly while narrowing his eyes.
The other seven members of the High Council leaned slightly forwards in a mixture of curiosity and anticipation for what theywanted Jor-El to say next, but were severely disappointed at what Jor-El did say.
"I am here, because I told people the truth about our dying planet," Jor-El finished with a hint of defiance in his voice and added with a cold smirk: "Something which the High Council neither acknowledges nor shares amongst their fellow Kandorians."
At this remark, half of the High Council gasped in protest to what Jor-El had just said, while the other half growled furiously at the nerve Jor-El had for saying what they believed to be "blasphemy".
"The reason why we refuse to acknowledge your so-called 'evidence' of what you claim to be Krypton's dangerously unstable core is because it is simply preposterous and hard to believe!" a High Council member to the left of Jor-El argued to which the other members murmured in agreement.
"It is neither simple nor preposterous!" Jor-El stated with pure conviction in his voice, before he waved his right hand in the air to show a three-dimensional holographic cross-section image of Krypton, which began to illustrate the current severity of the situation and how it was only going to get worse – judging by how it showed the surface of Krypton cracking and spewing lava as it shook violently, before it would finally explode altogether.
"We need to evacuate as many Kryptonians in the limited time that we have left," Jor-El explained hastily, waving his right hand once again to show a countdown to when Krypton would explode which read '2 Days-4 Hours-15 Minutes' and caused every member to pale considerably. "Even though time is indeed against us-"
"If what you are saying is indeed true, which it is NOT, then we have already lost then!" the oldest High Council member sneered. "How could you possibly believe in the nonsense which is birthed from your mouth!?"
"Because it is the truth!" Jor-El sighed in frustration, but the High Council had finished listening.
"Liar!" one of the female High Council members gasped in disbelief. "You may come from the House of El, but you must never talk to higher beings with such lies as if you were talking to lesser Kandorians!"
"You are indeed right," Jor-El admitted with a deadpan expression on his middle-aged face. "Which is why I am talking to all of you in such a manner!"
"Execute him!" the female High Council member ordered while abruptly standing up from her throne chair – causing two incredibly muscular Kandorian bodyguards to teleport into the chamber with a massive axe in each of their large hands.
The two bodyguards wore coal-black Kryptonian battle armour which covered them from head-to-toe, as they strode almost robotically towards Jor-El with both of their axes ready to kill. Yet, all of a sudden, the seemingly indestructible crystal wall behind the two bodyguards exploded with such a force that it sent them flying to the other end of the chamber, through the wall and down the 850-meter structure – much to the shock and horror of everyone present.
"Guards!" the oldest High Council member shouted which summoned at least another five bodyguards within the chamber and then aimed their energy blasters at the incoming threat, who turned out to be tall, dark-haired and bearded man standing at 6'1" with battle-hardened blue eyes.
"Zod?" Jor-El gasped in surprise at the sudden appearance of none other than the famous General Dru-Zod, who Jor-El had once considered his greatest friend and ally. "What are you doing?"
That was when Jor-El's eyes widened at the unique full-body battle armour that General Zod was wearing, for it was black yet had a circular centre to it which pulsated what Jor-El recognized to be yellow sunlight, since it was Jor-El who had drawn the blueprints to the armour that Zod was currently wearing. It was due to this fact, which made Jor-El know that chaos was about to reign free at any moment now.
"Jor-El," General Zod greeted curtly in a seemingly British accent, before he faced the High Council members with disdain etched in his features.
"What is the meaning of this, Zod!?" the female High Council member questioned suspiciously, yet there was also a hint of fear in her voice. "Answer m-!"
The female High Council member did not even get the chance to finish her sentence, for General Zod suddenly appeared in front of her and then effortlessly snapped the middle-aged woman's neck with his bare hands at superhuman speeds as everyone in the chamber gasped in horror, including the supposedly emotionless bodyguards.
"Satisfied?" General Zod sneered and spat at the body of the High Council member, while the oldest High Council member shook out of his shock and pointed at the general.
"Kill him!"
The bodyguards charged towards General Zod from all angles, with one of the bodyguards swinging down their axe onto the General, only for Zod to swiftly dodge the blade so that it became embedded into the floor. However, the bodyguard did not have time to dislodge the axe, due to General Zod effortlessly backhanding the bodyguard through the wall, before ducking underneath two simultaneous axe swings and then jumping into the air to deliver a double jump kick to the two bodyguards – sending the two following after their 'fallen' comrades.
"Is anyone else willing to die before the hand of Zod?" General Zod questioned with a voice colder than ice, as the remaining two bodyguards tightened their grips around their axes, while Jor-El looked pleadingly at the man who was once his good friend.
[Jor-El]: Do not do this, old friend. No good will come out of the chaos that you plan to birth.
"G-Guards!" the oldest High Council member stammered fearfully, only to realize that no-one else was coming to the High Council's rescue.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but my battalion is currently blocking your pathetic pleas for salvation," General Zod smirked maliciously.
The two bodyguards were about to charge at Zod, but Zod simply inhaled and then exhaled deeply to release air so cold that it literally froze the two bodyguards with ease, which caused all of the High Council members to panic, while Jor-El carefully observed General Zod, who was now pacing back and forth from one side of the chamber to another with his hands behind his back. After a few minutes, General Zod stopped on the spot and then used his superhuman speed to suddenly have his face merely a few inches away from the face of the oldest member of the High Council.
"Kneel before Zod," General Zod ordered softly in what he perceived as victory, although the High Councillor refused to budge – causing Zod's irises to rapidly turn fiery-red with heat. "I said KNEEL!"
Suddenly, General Zod fired thin, orange-red beams of heat into the High Councillor's chest with just enough heat to cause the High Councillor to scream in agony and forcibly make the elder kneel before the General.
"Enough, Zod!" Jor-El stated angrily, which snapped the General out of his perceived victory and turned General Zod's attention to Jor-El with a smirk on his face. "You have gone too far on this path of destruction!"
General Zod narrowed his eyes at Jor-El. He then glanced back at the almost-dying High Councillor, and then turned back to face Jor-El with a peculiar look in his currently confused eyes.
"Why should I, Jor-El? These corrupt puppeteers have manipulated and lied to all of us for so many years, and it has eventually led us to the eventual demise of Krypton itself! THEY DESERVE TO SUFFER A FATE WORSE THAN DEATH!"
"And how will this make anything better, old friend? You may wear that armour, but you are neither Rao nor any other god," Jor-El remarked coldly, which made General Zod tighten his fists in preparation of executing the scientist.
"But I will fulfil the prophecy," General Zod argued with a maniacal grin but then added with a composed facial expression: "Of course, with the help of your nephew's clone, I will soon make New Krypton from the 'blue gem' that you care about so much."
Jor-El's eyes widened in a mixture of surprise and fury at how General Zod even knew of Lara's secret regarding the true parentage of Jor-El and Lara's child whom they had recently lost to Rao. No-one should have known, unless…
"Zor-El told you the truth!" Jor-El yelled, even though he did not expect anything less from his younger brother and continued with a determination in his eyes: "But it does not matter. He is still myson, and I will never let you or Zor-El use him as a weapon!"
"Tell that to Zor-El, as he comforts your wife." General Zod smirked, before he suddenly appeared in front of Jor-El and then pushed the scientist into the wall with just enough force to crack it.
However, once General Zod was about to gloat in victory, the General was abruptly blasted through the ceiling of the chamber by an intense beam of heat erupting from Jor-El's blue eyes which had the effect of Jor-El's irises glowing orange for a brief moment afterwards.
"Well, that was unpleasant," Jor-El remarked with a slight groan and squeezed his eyes tightly for a few seconds.
Unfortunately, as soon as Jor-El had stood up, General Zod flew towards Jor-El and grabbed him painfully by the neck.
"You are NOT a warrior, Jor-El!" General Zod hissed dangerously, as Jor-El struggled and began gasping for air, only for Zod to deliver a right hook and send the scientist smashing through numerous buildings. "What makes you think that you can possibly defeat a God!?"
With his arms by his sides, General Zod propelled himself towards Jor-El at an unbelievable speed from the red-tinted sky. However, having anticipated Zod to do this, Jor-El rolled to the side while plummeting to the ground and therefore sent the Kryptonian general from doing so instead. Unfortunately, this only infuriated General Zod even further, causing his irises to flicker between flaming-orange and blue, until the rage that Zod felt could no longer be contained and was then released as an intense beam of heat erupting from his eyes towards the recovering Jor-El.
"Suffer!" General Zod growled maniacally at Jor-El who had only just managed to use the palms of his hands to take the full force of Zod's heat vision albeit in extreme agony. "Like theyhad suffered!"
If Jor-El wasn't currently occupied with keeping General Zod's heat vision at bay, the middle-aged scientist would have apologized to his old friend – even if it were to no avail. Yet, as Jor-El felt his strength gradually flow out of him, what Zod had just said made Jor-El realize something to his horror.
Lara and Jor-El's seemingly deceased nephew might suffer a similar fate to what happened to Zod's first family.
"NO!" Jor-El exclaimed furiously, before he sharply moved the intense beam of heat vision to a building on his left, and swiftly appeared in front of Zod with a look of pure venom in his eyes. "You shall not touch them!"
The General didn't even have time to react before Jor-El had knocked him down to the ground and smashed Zod through the streets of Kandor. This made General Zod temporarily dazed but still alert to notice Jor-El suddenly standing above him with a look of superiority etched upon his leering face.
"You are not a God," Jor-El spoke softly, as a shred of guilt seemed to shine through his somewhat conflicted eyes and onto the monster that lay before him. "You were a friend. My friend."
For both Jor-El and General Zod, it seemed as if an eternity had passed between them, as they stared at each other emotionlessly and yet with understanding, before Jor-El almost effortlessly ripped off the armour from General Zod and rendered the Kryptonian General powerless.
"This is not over, Jor-El!" General Zod sneered with a vengeance. "Krypton will DIE!"
Jor-El turned his back from the fallen general and took off to the skies without a word, leaving General Zod to angrily order some of his battalion to pick him up.
"Jor-El is heading towards his palace," General Zod informed them through gritted teeth. "It is time for the garrison to attack, Faora."
Meanwhile, deep inside the crystal walls of the palace, a middle-aged and yet still incredibly beautiful woman with long dirty blonde hair wept for the son she had grown to love, only to lose so quickly. The grieve-ridden woman was Lara Lor-Van, and she was the wife of Jor-El. Lara was currently being comforted by a man who was none other than Zor-El, the younger brother of Jor-El, who stood at 5'10" with pale skin along with short jet-black hair and cold, inquisitive grey eyes. Unbeknownst to Lara, an apathetic and knowing smirk crossed his lips.
"We will get though this together, Lara!" Zor-El reassured with conviction in his controlled voice. "I won't let mychild die on any terms or conditions which I do not approve of!
Lara managed to stifle; her face was quite red and puffy from all the crying, as tears flowed freely down her cheeks. "It's just, at first; I wanted to get rid of him because it was yours. But, recently, I now see that killing our son won't do anyone any good."
"Well, except for Jor-El!" Zor-El remarked bitterly, as the intense loathing for his more successful brother filled his veins, only to then take a deep breath to calm himself down again in front of Lara.
"Jor-El," Lara sighed sadly, trying to wipe at least some of her tears away with the back of her hand.
Lara and Jor-El had been trying to conceive a baby for almost ten years before she had gotten pregnant. Of course, Jor-El was ecstatic, and decided to announce Lara's pregnancy to the whole of Kandor and beyond. Unfortunately for Jor-El, the child was not of his blood but the blood of his very own brother, Zor-El, who had long since held a desire to be with Lara from his early childhood.
It had all started one frosty night, when Jor-El decided to host a massive party within the El palace for both his latest research on Krypton's inner core gradually becoming more unstable and Lara successfully settling disputes between two other major cities on Krypton – thus potentially avoiding the two cities from going to war with each other and inadvertently killing thousands of innocent people (Kryptonian Wars tended to be extremely violent). Lara had decided to exit the party for some fresh air and to temporarily get away from Jor-El, whom she recently had an unusually fiery (for them) argument.
So when Lara had noticed the dismayed look on Zor-El's face no matter how much he had tried to disguise it, Lara had invited Zor-El for a couple of drinks at their childhood café. It was at the café, when Zor-El had asked Lara what was wrong in an attempt to 'catch up', where Lara had almost broken down into tears as she told him about how she and Jor-El were desperately trying for a baby with no luck.
Unbeknownst to Lara, as she was being comforted by Zor-El, he had stealthily snuck in a special red powder developed by Zor-El himself into her drink which would effectively lower Lara's inhibitions to the point where Zor-El had managed to successfully seduce Lara and resulted in them making love in Zor-El's quarters within El Palace. Unfortunately, the consequence of their love-making was that Lara discovered that she was pregnant approximately two weeks later, and did not know how to tell Jor-El or even to tell Jor-El at all.
Unfortunately, things took a turn for the worse, for tragedy soon struck as the baby was pronounced still-born when Lara was only halfway through the pregnancy. This led to the whole of Kandor grieving for the 'Lost Son' whose life had been stolen before it had even been lived. Yet, unknown to Zor-El as he comforted her, Lara had immediately confessed to Jor-El what had happened and gratefully thanked Rao for Jor-El being so understanding and forgiving.
"Lara," Zor-El frowned, once he had noticed the distant look on Lara's troubled face. "Is something wrong, my love?"
Lara had to resist the urge to cringe when Zor-El put a supposedly comforting hand on her shoulder. Now was the time for Lara to be patient, for she had to wait for Jor-El to do what was necessary to save their lost son.
"Nothing, Zor-El," Lara tried her best to lie through gritted teeth and luckily for her, Zor-El seemed to have been fooled… for the moment.
Suddenly, both Zor-El and Lara felt the floor beneath them shake violently, although it seemed to barely have any effect on Zor-El who grinned victoriously. After all, it was only a matter of time for Zor-El to complete the final steps of his plan – a plan that Zor-El had planned for almost a decade.
"He's done it," Zor-El breathed in a mixture of disbelief and awe while gazing up at the ceiling. Zor-El then chuckled darkly, as he shook his head. "It is happening. Finally…"
It was only a minute or so afterwards did the violent shaking get even worse, as Lara tried not to reveal the panic that she felt growing rapidly inside of her.
"Z-Zor-El," Lara stammered cautiously as if Zor-El was about to 'lose it' at any moment, for it was definitely looked like Zor-El was about to. "What are you talking about? What is happening?"
The maniacal grin spread across Zor-El's face and the dangerous glint in his eyes made Lara plead inwardly to Rao for Jor-El to arrive. However, it was neither the maniacal grin nor the dangerous glint in his eyes which frightened Lara the most; it was how almost immediately Zor-El became content and somehow… at peace despite what was going on.
"Rao's Prophecy," Zor-El spoke softly as if all his problems had vanished on the spot. "It will be fulfilled after so much planning, so many sacrifices I made… for you."
If it wasn't for the fact that the floor beneath her was becoming more unstable by the minute, Lara would have bolted for the exit to get away from the madman that was now standing aside her with smugness etched on his features.
"Do you know what it was like for me, Lara? How it felt to be in my big, perfect brother's shadow?" Zor-El spat furiously with his hands curled into tight fists. "Jor-El got every single thing that I wanted in life."
Zor-El began to pace back and forth across the room albeit stumbling a few times with his hands held behind his back, as the world around them started to fall apart and screams were heard all throughout Kandor.
"My parents' love and attention, so many friends and worshippers, and praise from an incalculable number of people not limited to Kryptonians."
For a brief moment, Zor-El paused as years of pent-up emotions broke loose of their restraints and burst out of the man with such force, while Lara kept praying for Jor-El to come to the rescue.
"Yet, none of them hurt more than the fact that Jor-El got you, Lara." Zor-El's voice broke momentarily and his eyes watered slightly, but this only pushed him to go on. "We were friends first – all those years ago. Even though you were fifteen, and I was a mere eight years of age, you still befriended me."
At these words, a long-forgotten memory was triggered in Lara's mind, as she remembered seeing the vulnerable Zor-El sobbing on the ground and defended him from a group of bullies. It made Lara choke a sob at how the young, innocent boy had become the monster Zor-El was today.
"We were such good friends, Lara, and I have memories that I will cherish till the day I die," Zor-El stated genuinely, as the tears flowed freely down his now-darkening face. "Until Jor-El took YOU AWAY FROM ME!"
A nearby desk soon found itself to be flipped over by a pissed-off Zor-El, who was barely keeping it together. Yet, a huge part of Zor-El felt alive for the first time in so long, for all the pain would be gone in a matter of time.
"You have Kara and Alura!" Lara reminded him and hoped that it would be enough.
Unfortunately for her, this only made Zor-El laugh bitterly at what Lara had said.
(Lara): Where are you, Jor-El?
"You honestly think I care about them – especially Alura? She was merely a consolation price, and Kara came with the prize!"
All of a sudden, the terrified screams of agony and sounds of destruction echoing outside of the crystal walls were silenced, as the shaking ceased as well to leave behind a deafening silence which had fallen upon the entire planet.
"Get away from my wife!" a voice shouted from behind Zor-El which broke the foreboding silence.
Zor-El had just spun around to face the source of the voice, only to be hit in chest by a powerful beam of electricity and sent flying into one of the crystal walls with a sizzling hole in Zor-El's chest. It was almost as if Rao had indeed answered Lara's desperate prayers, for standing at the doorway was none other than…
"Jor-El!" Lara cried out in joy, only to then notice that – to her horror – he was bleeding from his right side. "What happened?"
Jor-El attempted to smile, yet the gravity of the situation and the fact that he was bleeding quite heavily from his side made the smile instead turn into a grimace.
"I went to the lab, when Zod tried to stop me. Urgh!"
Despite being in severe pain, Jor-El pushed on with the explanation, as Lara supported him by wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
"I managed to knock him unconscious and got what I need for our son."
Jor-El then sighed, for this was going to be the hardest part.
"I also managed to slow down the destabilization of Krypton's core, but it is still too late for us and everyone else on Krypton. Yet, we can still save him."
The words that came out of Jor-El visibly shocked Lara, who could not believe what he had just said to be true. It made Lara feel numb inside at the prospect of her child growing up alone with no memory of his mother – a child who would be alone on some alien world as an outcast. Yet, deep down, Lara knew how this was all going to end. At least Lara found some peace with the fact that Jor-El would save their lost son.
"Lara, I need you to take this to the highest point within the palace," Jor-El explained hastily, giving her a sapphire, five-sided crystal from one of his compartments: The Crystal of Knowledge.
"What has this-?" Lara was about to ask in confusion towards the significance of the object in regards to their son but was interrupted by Jor-El.
"Trust me, Lara," Jor-El reassured her gently, their lips almost touching. "Ourson will be safe from the destruction of Krypton, for I have made absolute sure of it. I have prepared a spaceship for our son. It will carry him to another… better world without the powers and the sorrows of a god, until he is truly ready to accept his destiny as the protector of so much and so many."
"B-But, they'll kill him!" Lara argued, knowing that Jor-El was referring to Earth in the Sol System, and despite only having been on the planet once; she had seen both the unimaginable evil as well as its incredible amounts of potential for good.
"Not if our son can show them the light to a better future," Jor-El pointed out wisely and calmly with resigned eyes. "They can be great people, Lara, when they wish to be. They only lack the light to show them the way, and heis the light."
A huge sonic boom echoed throughout Kandor, with Jor-El hearing it first with his superhuman sense of hearing, as he narrowed his eyes and focused his x-ray vision on a flying, raven-haired Kryptonian woman who wore a copy of Jor-El's full-body body armour and was rapidly zooming towards them while carrying the livid General Zod by his arms. Jor-El instantly recognized the raven-haired female to be Faora, Zod's second wife and second-in-command.
"Run, Lara!" Jor-El ordered to his startled wife and pushed her towards the exit. "GO!"
BOOM!
Jor-El readied himself into a fighting stance, moments before the flying Kryptonian smashed through the crystal wall in front of the prepared scientist with General Zod landing roughly onto his feet.
"It. Is. Over!" General Zod hissed impatiently, yet Jor-El stood firm against the General with determination in his wise and unimaginably tired blue eyes. "Move aside, Jor-El."
"No!" Jor-El said with nothing but pure conviction laced in his voice, while he honed his super hearing on Lara to estimate which level of the palace she was on.
"The General ordered you to move aside!" Faora growled menacingly, causing her naturally golden irises to glow fiery-red with heat. "You must do what he says!"
Unbeknownst to either General Zod or Faora, Jor-El had stealthily taken out what resembled a modified Colt ball and cap revolver gun from a compartment on the back of his armour. Jor-El also managed to unknowingly sneak out a transparent crystal shaped identical to the House of El emblem from the same compartment.
"No," Jor-El told them with unbelievable firmness in his voice, causing Faora to angrily charge at the scientist with her superhuman speed.
However, having anticipated this move, Jor-El immediately inhaled and then exhaled deeply to release a powerful gust of extremely cold air towards Faora, who was rapidly coated with a thick layer of ice. Unfortunately, as Jor-El had been momentarily distracted, General Zod revealed a glowing blue dagger from underneath his right sleeve and expertly aimed it at Jor-El's forehead, just as Jor-El tossed the transparent crystal towards Zod and shot it with the revolver.
"NOOOOOO!" General Zod seethed furiously, as the House of El crystal was shattered into a million tiny shards and quickly formed a swirling, dark-purple and black portal which occasionally created arcs of red electricity. "I WILL RETURN FOR YOUR SON, JOR-EL, AND HE WILL PAY! MARK MY WOOORRRDDDS!"
Just as the glowing blue dagger had pierced Jor-El's forehead, General Zod's 'physical' body fell lifeless onto the trembling floor, while Zod's spirit screamed uselessly as it – along with the frozen yet still alive Faora – were both dragged into the portal. By the time Jor-El had fallen with the dagger embedded deeply into his forehead, the portal to the Phantom Zone had dispersed harmlessly.
Time was of the utmost essence and this mentally pushed Lara to sprint up the spiral staircase as fast as she could while simultaneously suppressing the turbulent emotions threatening to overcome her. There was no time for Lara to realize how the silence which had fallen up the planet had been severely broken by the window-shattering sounds of numerous volcanic eruptions. Lara struggled to ignore the sensation of the violent shaking beneath her feet, as the earthquakes tried desperately to throw her down the spiral staircase.
Fortunately, Lara could handle all the obstacles that Krypton's destruction had thrown at her. Yet, when Lara reached the peak balcony of the El Palace, her soul and mind almost broke at the sight of Krypton before her. The once-beautiful city of Kandor was unrecognizable through the incalculable number of large fissures and lava spewing out from them, and the red-tinted sky only served as a haunting last reminder of the blood that had been shed during Krypton's final hours.
[Lara]: No, I can't think like this. I promised Jor-El…
"Goodbye, my son," Lara smiled tearfully up towards a rapidly disappearing spaceship, which had suddenly flown out and upwards from the floor below her. She then gazed down with a sad smile at the sapphire-coloured crystal in the palms of her hands. "May our love travel with you."
Time seemed to slow down to a near halt, as Lara hurled the crystal as high as she could into the burnt sky, just in time for the planet to explode in a colourful, spectacular 'firework' of green, red, and blue rock debris. However, despite the soul-breaking beauty of the destruction of Krypton, this was merely the very beginning of a series of events that were to unfold – events which were going to change the Universe forever…
A/N: Revelation 1x02 = Earth has sheltered the 'Lost Son of Krypton' for many years as an actual human being – Daniel Li. However, the time has finally come for the lost son to regain his true self, with his first trial to prevent a chlorokinetic meteor-infected biology teacher going by the name of 'Poison Ivy' from wreaking havoc across Smallville and possibly beyond.
Anyhow, tell me what you thought of this chapter, especially when in comparison to the previous 'pilot'. If you want to more episodes/chapters, don't forget to review!