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Summary: Everyone knows the Legend of how the greatest Hero of all times began it all. With the Last Son of Krypton being sent away from a doomed race in the hopes of surviving on some distant planet. Whose inhabitants could really use a dose of hero to show them the way.
But what if it didn't quite happen that way in the beginning? Would two people destinies still collide? And how do things turn out when she's the alien?
Rating: T Language, Violence, Suggested content later (maybe)
Chapter 1: Contact
Krypton 1980
The Sun.
Their giant red star was going to explode, taking out their home planet in the process. And there was nothing they could do. There was no escape, the end was here...
They wouldn't listen to him. For almost a year he rammed calculations down their unbelieving, scoffing throats to no avail. Paranoid. Mad. A fool, they labeled him. A council he been a part of nearly his entire life, having more then once proved his trustworthiness. His genius. Only for them now to mock him and think him an imbecilic in thinking because of the revelation he brought to them in reigned fear. Their red sun expanding and dying. With them being the closest planet, there was no possibility of survival.
The event would be catastrophic.
He stood there a pilliar of solitude, lost in jumbled thoughts as his blue eyes watched the ever growing red sun almost filling up their entire sky. Even now, with the irrefutable proof before them, they still refused to believe him.
"The blind fools!" He raged from a tight throat, emotions he could no long contain spilling out with the fear he promised to keep at bay.
He felt a soft palm land on his shoulder, lifting his own to cover the hand, feeling as some strength poured inside him. He turned his attention toward his wife, with his other hand raised to slip through the thick tresses of her red hair, framing her lovely, pale face.
"I can't do this...I don't know how to let him go." she whispered tearfully.
His thumb swiped at the lone tear streaking down her delicate cheek, cupped in his hand. "We must."
She turned from his presence, stepping a few feet away and coming to a stop. The tears hell-bent to fall like a faucet with a leak she couldn't fix. "What if you're wrong?" turning to face him, ruffled silvery-white gowns flowing around her frame. "Oh, how can we send our son out there alone?!"
Her heart was shattering in front of him and with all his expertise, all his brilliance, could not solve the pain before him. His long strides closed the gap between them, his arms wrapping around her as sure as she seemed she would faint into his embrace.
"I refuse to watch our only child die on this doomed planet with us, my love." He looked down into her wet silver-blue eyes, his finger-tips caressing down the side of her smooth face as he spoke in a pained, hushed, whisper. "My only regret is not finding out sooner, so I could have built a vessel to carry both of you."
He watched the small smile fleetingly upon the ruby of her lips. "And leave my heart behind? Never."
So much words said in her eyes, it spoke volumes and he could feel it in ever cell of his anatomy as the tears never ceased to pour from her vision. His face lowering to hers as his lips found the source of his life with a rough kiss. Trying to commit every detail into memory, to savor every sensation for the rest of the moments he had left to live.
She sobbed into his mouth at the feel of the planet quacking around them. Proving him to be right. It was beginning.
They dragged out the kiss as long as possible with feeling the imminence of death knocking at their heels. At the threat of lack of breath, their sore lungs craved, she pulled away rushing the short distance to their child laid wrapped in a red blanket, the insignia of their family crest stitched upon the fine fabric, in the craft her husband tirelessly, ceaselessly constructed once finding out the disaster to come all those months ago. She quickly scooped up the babe in her arms, pressing the cooing child snugly against her chest.
"I can't..." She cried, rocking her son with her body as he let out soft cries in fear of the noise and movement of the planet around them. "Please, don't make me."
"Laura." He sighed out hoarsely, coming to her side and taking the babe from her feeble grip, he knowing she knew it was the only way for their heir to have a chance of survival.
"Through him our race will live on..." He said, softly laying the child inside the capsule of the ship, his fingers running through the bounding black curls of his son. "He will live like a god amongst the beings of this Earth. They could use a sentient force with the struggles they face, even against each other they rage...He will show them the way."
"My fears exactly...they are such primitive creatures, Jor-El." She voiced, her hands meeting his upon their child. "What life could he possibly have amongst them. He will be so different...an outsider. How will he live?...Love?"
"I have studied this people of Earth for some time...it will be a challenge yes...but most things oft are in life. They have great tendencies toward wickedness but even greater is their defiance against darkness. Their heart...they can love greatly when given the opportunity. Theirs is the best chance I can give to our son."
Laura trusted him with her life, she knew as a father he would do the best he could for his son. It just didn't make this any easier to know she would miss out on all of it. Her son growing up and all the firsts that came with living. His first steps. His first words.
He would never know them.
Not able to stand it anymore, she dropped her head into Jor-El's chest, hiding her face in the white-silvery robes on his body, wishing it was all the answer she needed to solve her present dilemma.
The ground around them shook even more fierce yet, not caring for the pain it was causing her or any other living thing on the planet. Screams and shouts could be heard outside as belief now struck the hearts of their people with the horrendous trembles around them. Now, they believed!
"Now, Laura, now, is the time before it's too late." Jor-El spoke, his voice hard and raw with emotion as he guided his wife away from their crying child, knowing the sound was ripping away at her heart to console the babe.
She stood by the open window in their crystalline residence as the red of the sun became one with the sky and their was no difference in telling which was which. Sun or sky, it was all one. Her eyes wide in terror as the ground shook even more beneath their feet making it a challenge to stand in one spot. While her husband hurriedly busied with the controls to set their son off in space toward this planet called Earth with their sub advance beings.
The screams increased in number, structures fell, others crumbled...the very earth collapsed beneath feet causing chasms to open as some Kryptonians fell in to forever disappear. Her trembling hand going to her mouth in shock and fear of the carnage happening, all around, below her and sure she and her husband's end would come soon for surly their home would collapse down upon them from the violent shakes.
Not knowing how it was possible to tare her sight away from such devastation, but something unexpected, something that just shouldn't be happening or possible caught her eye causing her to shriek out. "Jor-El!"
The tone in her voice wasn't the only thing that caused him to pause from pressing the button that would send the ship housing their son into the stratosphere, instantly he noticed the tremors had all but stopped entirely and the ever present red all around from their giant star was slowly fading, lighter and lighter.
He ran to his wife's side to peer out to see along with just about every living Kryptonian, standing in place, intently staring up at the sky as the most miraculous thing ever witnessed by their race happened right before their alien eyes. Their red sun was shrinking in on itself!
"Oh, god! Supernova?" Laura fearfully asked her husband as she didn't know what was worse, exploding or gradually being sucked into a black hole.
"I...don't...know..." He replied slowly, his mind turning, gears churning formulas of possibilities, away inside. "I just don't know."
Glued in place they watched enthralled as their red sun shrunk down to half it's original size...watched compelled and in awe to see how much more it could possibly shrink in on itself. There they stood, not a muscle moved, not a single twitch in their un-blinking eyes for what seemed hours to watch their sun settled into it's new state. Afraid to even breathe as if a cruel joke was being played on them and their sun would yet explode before their very eyes at any moment.
Eternity felt like it passed before life came back to the mannequin bodies of the Kryptonian species, in utter disbelief movement came to everyone around. Still too shocked and scared to know what to make of their predicament. Was it over? Was it really safe? Were they still going to die?
"By the creator! The sun..." Jor-El's voice tight in amazement, his eyes not once breaking from the sight before him. "...it's yellow. A stable yellow star!"
Laura pressed her body into his, grabbing the lapels of his robe in the grip of fear she just couldn't shake or release. "What is it? What does this mean?!"
All Jor-El could do was shake his head, not removing his eyes from the star that was much too bright to be able to look directly at...something was happening to them. But not the imminence of death that once threaten them before. With jumpy reactions, both of their heads quickly turned toward a crashing noise. A sound of metals breaking as they watched their long forgotten, frantic child rip through the vessel crafted to take him far away. The top half of the months old child peeking through the hole just torn by his tiny bare hands. His arms outstretched toward his parents to be comforted as he cried.
Laura didn't care or know the how's, all she saw was her son with tear stained cheeks and instantly went to her child. Their jaws wide open at what their blue eyes just saw with both their sun and child. A huge smile speared across her husband face as he stared in wonder at the newly super strong babe with their genetic blue eyes, once again in her motherly embrace.
"Something wondrous." the words spilled from between his widely, grinning lips. "Something Super."
Metropolis 2009
The Daily Planet
Two long, toned legs popped from the back seat of the yellow cab, coming in contact with the dingy concrete sidewalk of the city streets. Stopping only for a moment to pop a twenty in the cabbie's hand and then headed to the spinning doors of a grand brown-red building, with intricate styled art engraved on the outside mortar.
The finest print in possibly the world.
Inside, she expertly made her way to the upper floors of the tall skyscraper, having been employed for nearly three years at the Daily Planet she could practically maneuver the building in her sleep. And on many long, lonely nights of reporting she felt as she had. The looks her way were always the same, and fell into one of two categories, those who feared her and those who envied the athletic build, 5'7", chocolate haired woman of mid twenties.
Heads shook side to side, gawks were given, even some eyes rolled or quickly looked away as the brunette made her way to her lone desk space down the steps into the bull pen where groups of other desks were with their respective reporters. She popped up on the brown corner of her own desk, snatching off the black fedora hat from the top of her chocolate strand head, tossing it through the air to land on some unsuspecting reporter's desk. Who just glared her way, not brave enough to mix words with the woman.
"God, that's better!" She groaned out in sweet relief as her hands quickly made good of the buttons on the white dress shirt she wore to quickly unwrap the bind holding back the fact she held busty breasts on her chest. She was no size D or C for that matter, but she was satisfied with the round and perkiness of them.
Jimmy Olsen strode up to her, a knowing smile on his face as she quickly buttoned back up the white men's dress shirt, not quick enough for him to not see the red lacey bra she wore underneath. "Lois Lane, got her story?"
She only gave a huge Lane smug smile in return, finishing making herself comfortable and decent in the men's suite covering her torso. "Hey, eyes up here, Olsen."
He was a male after all, but she didn't hold it against him. She actually respected and liked the Planet's cameraman. If only a certain blond cousin would feel the same way toward the young man and puckered her lips out where her fake bushy mustache met his eyes. "Strip me."
"Ready?" He said and placed his fingers on the corners of the fake hair piece with one swipe carefully pulling the piece from her face to reveal the true woman underneath.
Lois twisted her lips sided to side, up and down and all around to ward of the feeling of the sting and placed herself in the black leather, wheeled chair at her desk as Jimmy leaned against it looking like he had some juicy story to spill.
"You hear about the new discovery NASA just made on the tv?"
"Sorry, was kinda busy at the 'Three Clover' this morning. No time to catch the news."
"The men's club?" Jimmy raised a brow in disbelief.
Lois gave him a look that said duh and swiped her eyes down toward the men's ensemble she was wearing before raising her hazels back up at him. "Hence the torture on the twins, Jimbo."
"Right." He let out a dry cough feeling the heat in his cheeks at the mention of Lois talking about her breast and pressed on. "Well, some scientist explained how a couple weeks ago they found another yellow star in the universe. A sun just like ours, in a galaxy, oh, about a billion or so light years away."
"It was bound to happen sooner or later. I'm sure our sun isn't the only yellow star out there in all that blackness." Lois responded indifferently, not seeing the thrill about the story Jimmy was so worked up about as she went at it on the computer about her own story; her rendezvous in one of Metropolis' scanty men's club.
"Well, yea true, that wouldn't be so significant alone, but according to these scientist, said star, was recently a red giant star weeks ago, on it's leg out to go supernova."
"Die?" She asked not really needing to be taught the history of a dying star, she was no astronomer but she knew the gist of astronomy to get by.
Jimmy smile widely seeing she was on the same page. "Then recently all of a sudden red giant star on it's way to supernova, became healthy stable yellow star like our sun."
"Isn't that like impossible?" Lois' face in scrunched up confusion.
"But here's where's things get creepy. Not only does this star do the whole Presto-Change'o of it's colors, NASA has been picking up strange waves, radio waves, radio frequencies or something like that from this point of the galaxy where this star is located. Nonstop. They think it's coming from a nearby planet to that newly yellow sun star. They took weeks to make sure their evidence was conclusive, why they're just releasing information about it now."
Lois' face dropped in disbelief, getting where his long winded sentences were going. "You mean, they think they actually got proof of life on another planet? That's trying to communicate with us via radio waves?"
The dorky, huge grin on Jimmy's face not wavering as he made a big show of nodding his head in agreement. "Come on, don't tell me you're a naysayer of there actually being life on other planets?"
"Aliens, Jimmy? Little green men?" Lois huffed out with a roll of her eyes, fingers on her keyboard typing out a real story according to herself and not some BS compiled from NASA. There was a bit of a conspirator in her that even the whole Moon landing was all BS compiled from NASA. She shook her head not bothering looking up from the screen of her computer as she got into writing her huge bust of a story.
"Later we'll hear how it was just some kind of anomaly or computer screw up or...something."
"Great Cesars's Ghost! Lois, you didn't." Lois smiled wickedly, still not bothering to change her stance as fingers busily went about on the keyboard at the words of her beloved and loud Boss, Perry White.
"Oh, you mean, disguise myself as a man, enter Metropolis's well-to-do men's club and nail that slimeball, would-be-senator with underage girls?" This time she did turn around, fingers halted, to give a very well satisfied and smug smile to Perry. "You bet Elvis' blue suede shoes, I did. Photos to prove it too, of course."
"Haha!" Perry let out a hearty, bellowing laugh as he clapped his hands together. "That's my girl! And where were you Olsen? Look, Lois is decent behind a camera but a professional could have really come in handy not to mention she could have seriously used some back up."
"Uh, I...Sir." Pete griped trying to come up with an acceptable answer and grateful when Lois spoke up to release him from off the hook.
"Chief, I didn't tell Jimmy what I was doing." She went back to working on her story. "I just winged it."
"Winged it? And Why the hell not, Lane?" He exploded in that booming voice of his, that once upon a time would have made her feel the way Jimmy was looking at the moment. She chuckled inside at the pale sickly look on the ginger-headed boy.
"Well, for one, White." She mocked back using his last name like he did with hers, causing him to give a steely glare. "Jimmy isn't a reporter. Two, he's not my partner to be used for back up. And most importantly, three, I had this one covered like all the other ones."
"Like all the other ones?" Perry scoffed in agitation. "How many times have you visited the hospital in the past year? Hell, how many times since last week?"
"Point being?" Her own look of death, she didn't dare give to her boss but to her computer screen. He knowing just as well though, seeing her reflection and hearing it in her tone.
"If you were caught by the scum that run that place, dressed like a man, making them look like a fool and snapping photos of their well paying clientele doing illegal acts that they're well aware of. The front door wouldn't be where you would be leaving. If you ever were heard from again, that is."
"And that's why you of all people need a partner!" Both she and Perry said at the same time, Lois having heard the ear splitting same speech a million times before, over her almost three years of employment with the man.
"Damn it, Lois, I just don't want to see you end up..." Perry couldn't finish the words. Dead? Alone? Hell, either one or both he was thinking about could have completed his sentence. Lois was like a daughter, a child he never got to have with his wife. The kid was a damn good reporter, the best he ever reared and deserved every award hanging on her one cubicle wall. Pulitzers were in the future for this one!
"Thank you..." She said the heat of her anger burnt out as she looked at him a bit solemnly, not as good with words of emotions as he was. The reason why she took such a liking to him since day one. They were so much a like on so many levels. And He knew just as much as she there wasn't a guy alive on this planet who could keep up with one Lois Joanne Lane.
Her eyes skimming for a moment to the empty spot in front of her desk always having an aching feeling, when she gave time to think about it, in the pit of her stomach that there was always something missing. Well, more like someone missing there.
"Ahhh..." He dismissed with a groan, seeing that knowingly pained look in her eyes, not having the right words to say. He threw his arms up in the air in defeat to walk back to his office but stopped remembering he had a case for Lois, he wanted her to work on. That was always one thing he could do to take her mind off things and that was to keep her nose deep into work.
The matters of the heart were never his strong suite to deal with, especially after that fiasco of trying to hook her up with that Queen fellow. Things turned out alright though, still friends in the end, but never again would he try to play cupid or have Jimmy talk him into playing cupid. He just didn't have enough Kleenex and chocolate stockpiled around to maintain a heartbroken Lane. And he shuttered inside to think of the Warpath she carved into the Bull Pen when her anger was on the loose from those times of mending her heart.
She wasn't nicknamed Mad Dog Lane for nothing.
"Oh, yea got a case for you and I want you to take, Jimmy." He rushed into the rest of what he was about to say, seeing how she was about to protest. "Down at Star Labs, find out what is going on with this whole new discovery of a yellow sun and those radio transmissions that they're picking up."
"Star Labs?" Lois questioned, not realizing these were the scientists Jimmy were talking about, not realizing NASA affiliated with Star Labs or that they worked on anything dealing with astronomy.
"Some Dr Emil Hamilton is leading the discovery team on these signals. Have that ex of yours get you in to seeing him since he owns Star Labs now, right?"
"Yea, I guess...But-"
"Good." Perry said with finality and then stopped once again in his tracks from going to his office. "What are you guys waiting for, did I or did I not just give you an assignment?"
"Yes, Sir. Right on it, Sir." Jimmy fearfully scrambled from Lois' desk straight toward the elevators.
Lois rolled her eyes, snatching her purse from her desk to slide over her shoulder as she saw Jimmy's forgotten camera on top her desk as well. "Ugggh...James, what good is a cameraman without his camera!" she groaned a loud to no one in particular.
Yes indeed, make it there was no man in this galaxy that could keep up with her.
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