Chapter One

Disturbance in the grave

Martha Kent was cooking a simple meal of grilled chicken with some rice, soup and green salad, she is a lonely woman, and she does not need much food. But today, she has a guest who will arrive in a couple of hours and she is determined to feed him because he always forgets to have his meals despite the greatest efforts, his caretaker, exerts to take care of him.

While she was stirring the soup her mind drifted to the happy times when her husband and her miraculous son were waiting impatiently for her to finish cooking their meal around the dining table. She remembered them talking about mundane things or teasing each other or laughing at silly things or even arguing to kill some time while she was putting her last touches on her masterpiece. She was a happy wife and mother but all this was in the past now she is a widow who also lost her only son in his attempt to save the whole world.

She is proud of her son, of his sacrifices, of his love but a part of her heart wished that he was selfish enough to save himself first not to put his life for others who wished him never exists in the first place.

Meanwhile, in the graveyard not far away from the Kent farm, a deceased young man stirred in his grave. When he opened his eyes all he could see was darkness, he felt the coldness of his surroundings, he smelled the soil that engulfed him. He failed to remember where he was, the last thing he remembered was him carrying the kryptonite spear and trying to stab the monster with it after that he remembers nothing.

He tried to think where he is and it finally came to him, he is dead or people thought he was dead and buried him here in this grave. When he realized where he was, gruesome feeling squeezed his heart and sent chills all over his body and made him suffocated, he did not know for how long he was dead it maybe for a day, or for months or even years. What if he wakes up in a time where all his beloved ones were dead. What if he failed to kill that monster and it destroyed most of the world.

What made him more confused that he felt strange as if something wrong happened to him but he could not pinpoint what exactly it is? He tried to move but the space was limited, so he tried to push the dirt off of him and dig himself up. He thought with his strength and super speed this would be an easy task but he was wrong, it took all his strength and effort to make a small hole in the surface of his grave. Thanks to his determination to leave this horrible hell hole, he managed to dig a bigger hole enough for him to rise from that grave. When he stood up fully, he realized that he was back in Smallville's cemetery and he was not buried in Metropolis so the first thought that invaded his mind was to find his mother, to throw himself between her arms and hug her tightly.

When he started to take his first steps, the world spin around him and he fell on the grassy ground beside his grave. He felt searing pain on his chest over his heart that expanded to his whole body, he was paralyzed from the intensity of the pain, and he clutched his chest tightly to ease the pain little as he was waiting for the ache to dull so he could start his small trek towards his family's farm. Small droplets of sweat formed on his brow and his breathing became labored, the young black haired man thought that he escaped his grave under the ground to die beside it instead. He was so puzzled, he was supposed to have much strength and endurance than any creature on this planet, yet he couldn't take few steps without falling. What is happening with him, he took an overall look at his body and he found himself dressed in an expensive navy blue suit with white button down shirt and red tie. He was not questioning how his poor mother afforded such expensive suit but what caught his attention that the suit seems too large for his body because it hangs loosely around his body. Either who bought this suit was not sure of his size or his body shrank during his death.

Few minutes had passed and the young man could catch his breath more easily and the pain dulled a lot than before so he took it as cue to continue what he was planning to do. He gathered all his left strength and pushed himself up off of the ground and started his slow trek towards his childhood home hoping that his mother is still there and willing to accept his return.

Martha has finished cooking the meal that she is going to share with her guest and she started squeezing some oranges to prepare an orange juice when she heard the sound of sport car stopping in front of her simple house. She smiled to herself, and dried her hands on a small kitchen towel and went to the front door to welcome her guest. She opened the front door and here standing her handsome guest wearing dark suit with light blue shirt without a tie. She opened her arms and engulfed her guest with a bear hug, and he hugged her back.

"Hey, Bruce."

"Hello, Martha."

End of chapter one