Hello to my fantastic readers!

I did some tweaks to this and will do some minor tweaking to the other chapters. I've realized I made some errors once I printed them out and took a closer at them. Anyway, for those who are joining us, it's best to read the first Superman story I have on here. It explains who the characters are. This story is going to have a crap load of chapters because it will combine a few episodes of Smallville which the episode stuff will be split up into sections. So for those who have read the first Superman story, if you remember Luke from the end of Chapter 15, he is back and will be a romantic interest for Sarah playing an important role.

Enjoy the chapter!

SHF95


Prologue

I was dead. I was one hundred percent sure I was dead. All I could see was darkness and I felt the cold. But I was proven wrong when I heard a pair of voices and felt something stiff and heavy on my shoulder. One of the voices sounded very familiar to me. Like I knew that person so well, I could pick him or her out in a large crowd.

"How is she?" A man's voice that was filled with concern asked. This man that was talking, he was the one who I recognized. At least I think I do. Everything that's happened in the past few hours has been very weird.

"We're lucky that she got in here quickly." Another man spoke, but the way he spoke sounded medical. As if he was a doctor of some sort. "If you waited, an infection would have set in and it would have been difficult for her to recover. The gunshot wound was a clean entry and we were able to stitch the wound. Once it heals, there will be some unfortunate scarring. It's going to take some time, though. She'll need to take some antibiotics to prevent possible infection and painkillers if needed. Otherwise, her vital signs are fine, but we should keep her here for a few more days just to take a precaution."

"Thank you, Doctor Hamilton." A woman spoke.

"It's my pleasure, Chloe." Doctor Hamilton assured. "But there is no need for formal titles since you both know me so well."

"Thanks again, Emil." The first man replied. There was the sound of a pair of footsteps leaving the room and a door quickly opened and was shut as someone exited.

"You okay, Clark?" The one called Chloe asked.

"Not really, Chloe." The one called Clark replied. Bitterness filled his voice as if he were upset about something; like he failed something very important.

"What is it, then?" Chloe asked with concern for her friend.

"This girl," Clark began to explain, "I feel like I know her. I've never seen her in my life before, but I feel like I know who she is. And she reminds me so much of my sister. Seeing her wounded is like I failed to protect my sister."

"But you've never failed to protect Sarah." Chloe replied.

"I know, but the thought of that is having me on edge."

"Right now, the only thing that matters is that this girl is alive, so quit beating yourself up just because she's in the hospital."

Chapter One

The sky was a dark gray with thunder and lightning crashing through the sky. Waves crashed up against the sides of the rocky cliff that was hundreds of feet above the water. The structure of the landmass was definitely not something one would find on Earth. This was New Krypton. Billions of lives were at stake if my brother didn't do anything about it. But Clark is nothing like that. He cares about the lives of every individual on this planet. He may be like a god when it comes to possessing other worldly abilities, but he treats us like there is no difference between us. That's one of many things I love about Clark.

I stood frozen in horror as I helplessly watched Clark being beaten by several of Lex Luthor's thugs. Why am I still having this nightmare? This was two weeks ago when I was with Richard, Lois, and Jason in the seaplane when we were rescued from a watery grave. I braced myself knowing what was going to happen next. Luthor walked up behind Clark's beaten figure and pulled out a long shard of kryptonite from his coat pocket. He took the shard and plunged it deep into Clark's back. No matter how many times I've had this dream, I still couldn't handle Clark's anguish scream of unimaginable pain.

"Now fly." Luthor sneered. Tears welled up as I watched Clark having a very difficult time standing up on his own, but he managed. He stood up and fell backwards all the way down to the ocean below that was hundreds of feet away. I broke free of my trance and jumped off the cliff after him.

I woke up with a start and shot up from my bed. Actually, it was the floor. Half of my sheets were yanked off my bed in a tangled mess around my legs. I didn't realize that I was breathing hard and my heart hammered wildly against my chest. A pair of footsteps moved quickly towards the door to my bedroom. It opened revealing a startled Clark.

"What happened? Are you okay?" He joined me at my side and helped sit up. He instinctively wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

"It happened again." I sighed while leaning my head against his chest. The fabric of his white cotton shirt felt comforting. It was nine thirty and he was already wearing jeans. Typical. The only thing that was missing from his 'Clark' persona was his glasses. How people can be tricked by a pair of glasses is one thing I will never understand. Though, I'm doing my part of keeping his secret safe and he keeps the secret that I posses abilities safe as well.

Yes, I do have abilities and it's a long story of how I got them. To summarize, I was created in a secret lab facility branch under Luthor Corp called ARCON under the orders of Lionel Luthor. Which he got samples from both of my parents when my mom was working for him for a bit. So technically speaking, I am in fact a Kent. During the process of the creation, the scientists inserted certain chemical compounds in the environment I was growing in. When I was first brought into the world, they had me scanned several times for any signs of abilities.

When Lionel thought he failed, he decided to give me back to my parents instead of destroying new life. According to my mom, dad, and Clark, that was very rare because Lionel had a cold heart. Perhaps it was an act of courtesy because he loved my mom. For the first few years of my life, nothing out of the ordinary happened. When I was the age of four or five years old, I had to be brought back to Luthor Corp a few times to have my blood tested. When they went through the results, they found out my abilities had to be triggered by a large state of emotion. Lionel wanted to keep me, but my mom wouldn't allow any further testing on me. I already have a life and she didn't want it to be taken away. Lionel agreed once more on my mom's wishes and he respected it.

Lionel no longer posed as a threat to our family when he suddenly died a few months later which was okay. Things changed as I began to travel around the country with Mom while Clark stayed in Metropolis focusing on getting a job and protecting the city. When I was ten, Mom decided to rest on travel so we stayed back on the farm. When Clark's job at the Daily Planet was going very well, he offered to take me in. The two of them discussed for weeks and Mom finally agreed to it. Soon after that, Clark adopted the Superman persona that everyone has come accustomed to. Everything was going great until a year later when astronomers thought they discovered the remains of Clark's home world, Krypton.

Little did I know that after he left for five years to search for it, my life would become a living Hell on Earth. Just one year after Clark left, I began to have terrible headaches, hear voices in my head, and almost everything I touched ended up getting soaked in water. It made it even harder to control it when I was living under the same roof as the city's best reporter, Lois Lane. A.K.A: the love of Clark's life. I soon came to discover that I could read minds, have enhanced hearing exactly like Clark, and I could bend water into any shape or form I wanted it to be simply using my imagination and my hands. It took loads of practice just to get it down and build a mental wall from reading people's thoughts.

After a few months, I was able to master my new abilities. I learned also that I'm able to learn things a little quicker than most people, I can run faster than the average human, and I live a few hundred years longer than regular humans. I also learned the emotions I experienced when Clark left acted as a catalyst to trigger my abilities.

When Clark came back a few weeks ago, everything was okay again. That was until Lex Luthor released a crystal from the Fortress encased in kryptonite into the ocean to create a new continent. So Clark manages to lift it into space and sends it into orbit before he blacks out and falls back into Metropolis. For two days our city was put on edge as we waited for him to come to. After visiting the hospital while he was still in a coma, I had a run in with Mom. She told me everything about myself which is how I learned about how I was created. I had fortunately met the head Runner who trains new-comers the same night. Runners are a group of people who use the rooftops as pathways to transport secret messages and packages across the city to clients. Of course the mayor of the city knew about it, but he doesn't do squat about it.

Everything was going excellent in the Runners until the head Runner who trained me went rogue a few days ago. Thanks to her, I'm now jobless and the police are out looking for all of us. As of now, they're going for city-known Runners. Runners they've kept an eye on and are familiar with their identities. Once they capture them, they'll be hunting for us. Our group had us split up so they can't track the young ones, which would be me for an example. They're doing everything they can to keep us safe and they stay in touch to let us know what's going on.

"You had another nightmare?" Clark asked. I nodded. "Was this one like the others as before?"

"Yes, but this time I was standing right next to you. And when I dove off the cliff to come after you, I couldn't find you anywhere in the water. I lost you." I didn't realize I was shaking until Clark was gently rubbing my arm in comfort.

"Hey," He soothed, "It's going to be alright. I'm here. I promise until there's not a breath left in me that you are never going to lose me. I'm not that easy to get rid of." He reassured me with a smile. A soft breeze blew into the room and scattered loose papers everywhere.

"Ah crap." I blew a breath out while getting up to close the window until there was a crack. Clark helped pick up the papers, but as he was doing that, he studied them.

"What are these drawings of?" He looked at one of them.

"Things and places in the dreams I'm having." I explained walking over to him showing him a couple.

"So after you wake up from a dream you draw what you see?" He asked. I nodded.

"Everything is clearly detailed as if I was really there." I replied. Suddenly I felt a dull pain in my left arm. I rolled my sleeve up to find a bruise forming. "Well, look what we have here."

"You alright?"

"Must've hit something when I fell out of bed," I examined. "A little of water should do the trick to heal it up."

"While you do that I'll fix some breakfast." We headed out of the bedroom and to the living room of our small apartment. I headed to the bathroom off in the corner and flipped on the light then turned the faucet on. I splashed some water on my face and shut the water off. A strange feeling ran through me. It felt like electricity was passing right through me only I felt more awake and focused. I dried my face off and stared at my reflection.

"AAAHHH!" I screamed in surprise. The iris of my eyes were a very bright shade of unearthly blue.

"SARAH!" Clark blurred to the bathroom. "What's-" I spun around and faced him.

"I don't know what's happening!"

"What did you do?"

"All I did was splash water in my face! And then I felt this weird electricity feeling running through me! And when I looked up in the mirror my eyes were like this!" I tried to explain.

"Sarah, listen to me. Close your eyes and take a deep breath." Clark put his hands on my shoulders to help me calm down. "Just relax." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Calmness flooded through me replacing the strange jolt. "Feel better?" I nodded. "Now, open your eyes." I opened them and stared at him.

"Well?" I asked.

"Look for yourself." He nodded once towards the mirror. I turned around and inhaled a breath. My eyes were their normal color again.

"How…"

"Since you can bend water and you can heal with it, maybe you're more alert and energized when you submerge yourself with it. Or at least get it on you." Clark thought for a minute. "It's kind of similar how the sun strengthens me. Instead with you, you're strengthened by water. Do you kind of follow it?"

"Yeah," I replied slowly adjusting it in my head. "That's just a little weird, though."

"And having abilities and a brother from another planet with abilities isn't weird?"

"You have a point." I chuckled. We headed back to the kitchen where Clark had started making breakfast. "So what are we doing today?"

"You are babysitting Jason while Lois is out doing errands and Richard is working at the Daily Planet. I'm most likely to be out for a few hours flying around. And Lois is bringing him here at ten." Clark explained today's events. "I'm sorry if I won't be around much today, Sarah."

"If I've made it through five years of your absence, then I'm sure I can handle with you being gone for a few hours. At least I know that you're back for good. The world needs Superman and I'm not going to be a burden that's holding you back from helping others. I'll be fine."

"Alright," He reluctantly agreed. "I feel guilty for leaving you alone for a few hours, though."

"Quit beating yourself up, I'll be fine." I insisted.

"Even though you're human, I swear sometimes I think you're like me."

"Is that good or bad?"

"It's very good as a matter of fact." He replied putting a grin on my face. "You'd do anything to protect those around you. Especially the ones you care about the most." I sat at the counter while Clark made breakfast. Today, it was scrambled eggs with bacon and toast. I hopped off the counter, grabbed two glasses, and pulled out a carton of orange juice from the fridge. We sat down and ate breakfast which was pretty good.

"Not bad for not cooking in awhile." I complimented.

"Not bad at all." He agreed. As soon as we finished cleaning up, Clark headed into the bathroom to take a shower. I headed into my room and changed into some jeans and a Doctor Who shirt that read 'The Angels Have the Phonebox' on the front in electric blue lettering and a picture of the TARDIS. I brushed my hair out and pulled it up. A knock at the door was brought to my attention as I came out of my room.

"I got it!" I called. I headed to the door and opened it, but I was in for a surprise. "Luke?" Luke Knight, the cousin of my other friend Kristen, has been my best friend since the fifth grade. He's also got parents from England. They moved to America just a year before he was born. He was a few inches taller than me, funny, smart, very nice and sweet, caring, protective, had brown hair, and gorgeous blue eyes. He also had a natural english accent from being around his parents. They do a lot of British traditions that go on over in England.

"Hi, Sarah," Luke greeted with his charming smile. I felt my heart skip a beat. "Nice shirt. I like it a lot."

"Oh, umm…thank you." I blushed a little. "So, how are you?" I stepped out of the apartment and closed the door behind me.

"I'm doing alright. How about you?" He asked. Just ask her out, you dunce!

"I'm fine. I've had better days, but it's a slow morning." I shrugged.

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today if it's alright with you." Quit freaking out! It's just a simple question!

"I'd love to, but not at the moment right now because I have to babysit Jason at ten. How does meeting at the café on Bryson at one sound to you?"

"Perfect," He smiled. "I'll see you there."

"Just one more thing," I added.

"Yes?"

"You'd just happened to be walking by the apartment building, right? Or were you trying to ask me on a date?" I gave him a sly smile.

"I was walking to the market to get a few things for my mum. She needed a few things for making supper tonight." Luke replied. Kind of a combination of both, actually,

"Well, I'll see you at one." I smiled at him.

"See you, then." He turned and headed towards the elevator. I watched him until the elevator doors closed.

"You know, he really likes you." Clark noted from behind. I jumped a little. "Seems like a nice guy."

"Jeeze, Clark, you scared the crap out of me!" I exclaimed. He chuckled in amusement. "Since when do you care about friends of mine who are guys?"

"Since I came back from being gone for five years and made the decision to be your guardian again. You may be sixteen, but you're still my baby sister. I just don't want to see you get hurt by some guy. Not only that, but I don't want you to be pressured to do something you are uncomfortable with." Clark replied.

"Fair point," I replied while heading inside and closed the door behind.