A/N: This is the first major rewrite, a help reader, thank you LordFrieza! let me just how badly written my story is. And so I'm changing it up. Same story line but I'm actually nice to the cannon characters, have no fear. This will be less of an action story and more character based as well. The prequel is on it's way. thank you.

I was in my room packing up my stuff. I already told Mom that I was leaving, now all I had to do was tell Dad. I paused in the middle of folding up my clothes. Do I still call him Dad? Father? Clark? Kent?

I have no clue. He wasn't Dad last year. He scared me. That was the whole reason I was leaving. The nightmares didn't come so often, but still, I never sorted things out. I needed space, and just having an apartment away from my folks but still in the city just wasn't cutting it.

I heard the a warning knock of Dad/Clark before the front door opened. I carried a bag out to the kicten.

"Lois told me."

Even after last year Clark was careful not to make sudden movements or raise his voice. I greatly appecated it.

I turned to face him.

"Look, I understand that none of what happened last year was your fault, it wasn't really you any way. But either way I never sorted the whole emotional mess out for myself. I had tons of people telling me what I should do, but no one telling me to just figure it out myself till two weeks ago. I need space...space of being by myself."

He gave a slow nod.

I took a step towards him, "Can you promise me one thing? Don't try to find me. I will come back, but only when I'm good and ready."

The great Man of Steel gave a much slower nod, "I promise."

I cautiously gave him a side hug, "Thank you, this, this means a lot to me."

I backed up again. He looked as if he wanted to say something.

"Just...be careful."

I smiled up at him.

"Course Clark." I zipped up the back behind me.

"Look if I'm in a desperate situation or I just need you there, you will see a giant water fountain, like skyscraper size, how 'bout that?"

He gave a small smile.

I went back into my room and packed up the last of my stuff.

"I'm leaving in like three minutes." I called over to him.

"Lois is on her way." He answered.

-Time Skip-

My adoptive parents stood next to each other. I had everything in my truck already.

"Bye Lois." I hugged her.

"Bye Allison." She wasn't crying but her eyes were getting misty.

I turned to Clark.

"Bye Clark." Again a careful sided hug.

"Bye Ally." Again another thing he was cool about, not calling me my full name, only my causal nickname.

I hopped in my Ford F-150, and started the engine.

My parents disappeared from the rear-view mirror.

I turned on my iPod and set on shuffle with my Soft Rock Mix.

I drove with no real idea of where I was going. I took the interstate east.

Minutes quickly turned into hours. I was going over a bridge to take the loop around Louisville when in the middle of stop and go traffic...my truck's engine died. I turned on the blinkers and popped the hood. After a quick inpection I demtrimed that the engine blew cause it had no oil, oil leak no less.

AkA: my truck was dead. Dead dead.

I scowled but was thankful that I had thought to put my stuff in two waterproof bags. I wrapped up my iPod and threw it in my backpack, along with my bottle of Mountain Dew.

I hauled my duffle bag out and my backpack. I took out my cell phone and called the one I knew.

"Hey GL. Listen I have a bit of a favor to ask..."

So that is my first chapter of a story, draft 2.

Let me go if this is any good.

I'll explain in the next chapter more about Ally's power what happened and what in the world will happen to her truck and some hints about other things.

This has some elements of Smallville tv show, some from Batman Begins and Dark Knight. But any thing major, like adding a character from one of those shows that isn't know in JL world I'll explain and they might be a bit AU anyway.

For the record Ally is a metahuman.

Thank you for reading