You Can't Spell Families Without Lies
Chapter 1 What Are You Doing Here
Connor POV
"Connor this is a serious offense what do you have to say for yourself?" I watched the principal for a moment getting a really good look at his pale gray eyes and his balding scalp that shimmers when the light hit it just right. He is a fat stout man and honestly, I couldn't really be quaking in my boots when he looks like that.
Really I have a more pressing matter to deal with my father is Lex Luthor or at least one of two. Why the hell did he have to tell me that? It has only been a week but still, the news had me reeling. Had me angry does this mean that I will never learn how to fly or use heat vision unless I have these stupid shields.
I rested my head firmly on my palm and let out a heavy breath as I glared at the chubby-cheeked man. I'm so over this meeting the soft ticking of the grandfather clock behind principle started back at me.
The mighty oak hands ticked down the time as I thought of a way to get out of this office quicker. So what if I beat up a football player he began a douche and basically assaulting Megan I had to do something.
"I see that you have nothing to say well we will see about that. I'm going to call your father." I could help the amusement that bubbled in my chest as I let out a gruff and laugh he had to be kidding me which one would he call.
The supervillain who I have a sneaking suspicion wants me to be his weapon of mass destruction. Or the other one who likes to care about people and be this great superhero but won't even give me the time of day. Luther might be an evil dick but he doesn't ignore his own kid.
I could help the frown that started to form on my face as self-doubt started to creep into my mind. I'm not his kid I'm his clone, well actually I'm Superman's clone I don't really know what I am to Luthor. I don't look like him, I don't sound like him, so if I'm not his clone but I have his DNA in my body that has to make him my dad doesn't it.
Man all this thinking about genetics is making my brain hurt as I frowned heavily. "Well I see the number for your father shall I call it" I glared at him for a moment what the hell is he talking about. I have Batman's number in case of emergencies and my "legal guardian" is John Smith but there is no parent listed.
Whatever he is probably bluffing and I am over this thing would they just give me detention or something so that I can get back to class. I have a test in biology at the end of the week and even though the genomorphs gave me a lot of knowledge that doesn't mean that what they gave me will be useful.
I lifted my mead exiting my clutter thought if only for a minute to frown at Principal Brown. A disappointed frown stared back at me as I shrugged my shoulders and leaned a little further in my chair.
All I got in return is a sudden shake of the head as his fat sausage-like fingers started to pound quickly against the keys I could hear the soft beeps as I turn to look out the window. Blue jays flipped their wing effortlessly in the sky their eyes lighting up with I'm guessing joy.
What I wouldn't give to learn how to fly I might be able to as Superman if he had fled when he was 16 or if it came later. But that would involve him talking to me and he seemed more interested in pretending like I didn't exist.
I could get it if he is to busy or if he was off world but we work for the same people and there are many times that we are stuck in the same room during the mission briefings. Like with the terror thing.
I went to jail for a case do you think that he might have talked to me before I went in no. He talked it up with the press signed some autographs and then pretend like I didn't exist it is starting to drive me mad.
"Well, I didn't expect this" A slow cocky and witty drawl enter my ears making my skin crawls as anxiety started to pool deep into my chest.
I turn over slowly my neck cracking slightly as I looked up to see a tall and lean man with an expensive black suit. His crimson red tie started back at me as I force my way to travel up to his face.
His cool icy gray eyes stared at me with a mixture of emotions but the fist begins amusement. His shining bald hand reflected my own shameful and shocking expression and I dipped my head to my lap.
What the hell is he doing here how the hell did even get his number in my file. He had to hack the system after that mess over thanksgiving breaks what right did he have to do that.
I might have been burning with rage if I wasn't so scared of what he would do when he found out why the school had called him. But this should be a good thing right wanted to be a part of my life or why else would he have put his number into my field right.
But if that were the case is he the kind of parent that gets mad when his kid hospitalized another one I hope not. " ?" I shifted to see confusion in the principle of pale gray eyes.
They seed to light up with joy at the same time though like he couldn't believe that he was meeting thee Lex Luthor in terms of technological prowess and money he outclasses Bruce Wayne by like a lot.
But then the confusion outweighs the excitement as he turns from me to Luthor back to me. "How have I not notice the resemblance before but all due respect, Connor's last name is Kent"
Luthor just glared at him before taking a seat to my left folding his hands together in his lap as he stares him down. His own gray gaze narrowing like he is trying to figure out if he should explain or threaten him.
"My ex really wanted him to keep the Kent last name, it's hard to have a normal childhood when your last name is Luthor. Though I have been thinking about hyphenating his last names."
I wrinkled my nose at his calculating tone it didn't suit him at all. But still, I sat silently not wanting to incur his wrath even though submission didn't come easy to me. I knew when there was time to sit down and shut up and when it was time to fight.
Despite my overall lack of control on my anger though it seemed that it had been getting better up until a week ago when he dropped the dad bomb on me.
The principal nodded his head wearily as he smiled with ease as if the whole confusion had been a hallucination. It forces me to frown as he started to speak in a no-nonsense kind of voice. Holding his own hand from on his desk as he gave me that same disappointed for.
Tension started to cling to the air as the levity and confusion from the moment shifted completely. "Right well your son attacked a student the captain of the football team and well championships are coming up and it would not do the school any good if our star quarterback was attacked you see. Hence the reason that we had to call you on top of his importance to the school its seems that Connor beat him so serve that he has a grade three concussion and a few broken ribs. I don't know if the family intends to press charges but this is very served and I cannot with good faith allow this to go punished the student body and the teacher body alike would revolt."
I gulped down a thick glob of spit as my throat began to tighten as I turn over to see Luthor he had this impassive look on his face as he nodded his head slowly. His gray eyes seemed to be calculating something as he let out a heavy sigh.
His shoulders dropped as he dropped his business persona. His face was laced with maybe a little rage but he didn't look at me, not for a minute he continued to look at the principle.
"Right I understand what you think is best will suffice and I will be reprimanding him don't worry about that." His strong voice forced me to shrink with fear. I have heard about how ruthless he can be.
How cold and ruthless he could be I have also heard from Robin in length about how he is Superman's ultimate rival or whatever because he has a lot of kryptonite at his disposal. What if he re-podded me what if this time I never got out.
A cold shudder of fear went down my spine as fear started to creep into my chest forming my blood rush and my heart to pound ever so faster. "Of course Connor will be suspended for a least a week and of course once the suspension is up he will serve another two weeks of detention and he will give a written apology to the student in question as well as a verbal one." I groaned as my ayannoce outweighing my fear.
The guy was asking for it and I don't even give a damn about his feelings or how hurt he is. He has it coming he was the one that wanted to go after my girl to make me angry.
After the red tornado facade and then the crap with mind link mission that nearly killed all of us. I'm ruining out of patience and I would rather not see Megan hurt a 3rd time if I can't help it.
"Of course and I can assume that Conor won't be finished the rest of us day here?" His voice stone cold in tone but I could feel the edge to it. His face impassive so were his eyes and his whole posture seemed stoic like none of the phased him.
But I had this sinking suspicion that he was a lot angrier then he is letting on. I wanted to yellow to say that he had no right to be angry or disappointed in me when up until now he didn't give a damn about me.
"Yes you may take him home and I'm sure that the parents will want to speak with you here is here number, and name." I watched his pen run for against the slick white paper written in cursive. I could make out the name Donovan and a few numbers but I really couldn't see all too well since Luthor who simply nodded his head and thanks as he glared down at me. "Connor come along we are heading home"
I couldn't help the suspicious frown that formed on my face as I slowly rose to slip my black bag casually over my shoulder as I exited the room with him walking out after me. He didn't say a word as his shoes slapped and echoed in the empty hallway floor.
The soft sound coming back to my ears as I watched the silver lockers for a moment before turning to look at Luthor. He frowned heavily at me as he put his finger up. "Not a word Conor" His voice stern voice burning with rage as I simply went back to sulking.
Not saying a word just listening to the soft echo of our footsteps as we got closer and closer to the large double doors that led to the exit.
"Hello, mercy I would like you to contact a Mrs. or please and ask them to meet with me tomorrow morning or at their early convince if they ask what it is about telling them our sons got into an altercation as I would like to speak to them."
I did my best to listen in my superhearing but he just flicked my ear like he could sense that I was using my power to spy on him. "Don't even think about it Connor" I couldn't help but frown more as I glared at him who was to act like my dad. Well, I guess that is a stupid question he is my dad he has every right.
Which only made me angrier but he paid no mind to my sulking as he pointed to speak in a rushed tone before hanging up the phone just as we got outside. I could see some of the cheerleaders run off to practice but not before taking in the black limo who two guards leaning on either side of the passenger's doors.
Her eyes flicker to me before getting terrified and running off with new found vigor. Which I get I did just beat a guy bloody in front of half of the school. But Luthor didn't say a word on the subject, he simply walks toward the limo forcing me to follow him like some stupid little puppy.
Damn him! I growled lowly under my breath which I knew would only earn me a lecture for my trouble. I dropped into the soft leather seat of the limo. I played with the switch for the windows watching them drop up and down as Luthor glared hatefully at me. While the Limo glide easily on the asphalt roads. After a shaped inhale of breath I could hear his heart steady as the lecture started.
"Are you out of your mind you have Luthor intellect why don't you use it for once. You just can't beat people half to death, especially not with witnesses. Connor!" His forceful voice forces me to frown as I started to shrink with shame before turning to look at him.
He shakes his head sadly as he continued to frown at me but I think what really shocked me was that my he seemed more upset that I got caught. Rather than actually for beating the kid but I had a good reason for all of it.
He is the stupid reason every time that I thought about the Thanksgiving day weekend all I could think was about the match and begin half human and then shame and rage burned in me. No wonder Superman didn't want me what use would he have for a hybrid freak like me.
"Where to ?" I watched him as he sighed his shoulder dropping with exhaustion. "Home my son has been up to no good and that is where he will stay until I fix his mess" What kind of mess could I have possibly made, I might have even complained that it wasn't fair if it wasn't for the killer look that he gave me. His face was hard as his lips were pressed together in concentration like he is trying to suppress his rage.
"Connor do you get that if they press charges you could go to jail you who in case you didn't notice are child of a villain and a hero you will have a lot of people after you and with an inhibitor collar you could be seriously or gravely injured is that what you want to be in jail no better than the guys that you help put away."
His hard voice gave way with concern as he stared at me worry etching its way into his hard features. He actually is worried about me and all I can think is to blame him for all of this. What is wrong with me all week I have been blowing up at anybody and everybody that annoyed me.
This is the old me, the one that barely made it out of CADMUS that first time. The one that snapped at Megan when she was just trying to help, the same sulking child on that stupid animal freak show island. This isn't me, but if this isn't me who the hell am I?
