A.N: I have no idea NO IDEA where this came from. I guess I have just been watching too many Justice League Unlimited reruns. (Oy.)
Main reason for this story is I see a ton, I mean A TON of Superman/Wonderwoman stories and a few Superman/Batman stories(Which is perfectly fine with me, although I prefer TF/BM more. ;D) I think I even read one where Superman starts dating Powergirl. (That one is pretty good, I recommend reading that one if you are just not into OCs. It's called SuperPower. It's pretty great.)
Why not have a good Superman/OC story, which is what this is. I hope this goes over really well and well if it doesn't, then I will just leave this alone.
Song for this chapter is Under the Iron Sky(Awesome song. I recommend the remix version done by nervchemnitz on the you tube which is much longer and really good.)
Again, please read and review.
Before Batman could form a reply, a rapid beeping noise filled the air and in a shower of crackling lights, two figures appeared before them. Before either of them could react, the male figure spoke first.
"I am the High King Ka'Arel of Krypton and this is my wife, High Queen A'lyara. Our planet was on the brink of destruction and we could not bear for our own flesh and blood to suffer. So I had my advisor, Jor'el with the help of his brother craft this vessel and three others to save the next generation of Krypton. We entrust whomever finds this vessel to protect the contents. It contains our most prized possession beside our treasured planet and people. Our beloved daughter Sa'Arel."
Batman shook his head, "Well you gotta hand it to J'onn, when says something's strange, he really does means strange. I don't even know why we doubt his abilities half the time."
Superman placed a hand on his shoulder, "I agree, Bruce, his skills are vastly under-rated. Now what do you say we open this vessel and get her out of there?"
Batman shrugged and replied, "Fine, but if this ends badly, it's your fault."
Clark grinned at him and turned back towards the vessel and pressed a few buttons on the side and another light flashed and the High King and Queen were standing before him again.
"A word of caution…"
Batman's eyes narrowed again, "That's never a good sign."
"Sa'Arel will be very disorientated, she has knowledge of the other Kryptonians, but not of your Earth. You must have patience with her, do not worry she is a fast learner and she absorbs information faster than you can give her. "
The message cut out.
Superman pressed the buttons in sequence again and a loud hiss filled the air followed by a scrapping sound as the ship's door started to slowly slide open. Before it was completely open a small mass tumbled out of the gap, wrapped in rags. Clark jumped forward and caught the small figure in his arms. He lowered her to the ground and gently removed the rags covering her face. He gasped.
She's beautiful.
She looked about 26 or 27 years old in appearance, give or take the amount of time she spent inside the space pod. Her pale skin was framed by fiery red hair and her slightly round face was free of marks or blemishes. Her eyes were still closed as she breathed deeply, still unconscious, not knowing that she was free. She had a cute petite nose and her lips were a plump, healthy pink.
Clark felt a urge deep inside himself as he stared at her mouth.
Who would have thought that lips could look so kissable. I wonder what they- He shook himself of that thought and continued to study the young woman before him.
Her body, although small, was toned and perfectly proportionate to her size. Her hips slightly flared out and melded into shapely long legs. Her chest was not small but neither was it overly large. She's perfect. Just absolutely perfect.
Clark swallowed hard as he struggled to control the newly raging storm of feelings inside him. He hardly knew this girl and he already wanted her. Badly. Whoa there Clark. Calm yourself. This is just wrong. You've just barely seen the girl and here you are, acting like a hormonal teenager.
"Clark, are you okay?" Batman questioned him but no answer came from the Man of Steel. It was as if he was in his own little world. Batman's hands shook slightly as he crossed his arms once again. This is not good. Not good at all.
He watched as Clark looked at the woman with something similar to unadultured awe on his face and before he could stop himself, a snarl rumbled through his throat and he yelled, "Clark!"
And when Clark jumped at his voice, it shocked him more than anything. Why am I so angry at him all of a sudden?
Clark snapped his head up to look at Bruce. "Yes? What is it Bruce?"
"I asked you if you were alright. I can see now that you're not. It was like you were in a trance. I think I will take over examining her for any injuries from here, although with her being Kryptonian like you, I highly doubt it. Now if you could take her into the medical bay, I can start her medical chart right away. Or do you need me to carry her, seeing as you can't focus very well at the moment."
Clark's cheeks reddened at his tone. Great now I'm being scolded like a little kid by Bruce!
Bruce inwardly winced at his words not meaning to make them sound so scolding. Why was he so angry at Clark all of a sudden? It couldn't have been because he was looking at the young woman, could it? It wasn't as if she wasn't beautiful, it wasn't that at all. She was breath-taking. Even he could see that. Then why was he so mad? It stumped the Batman to no end about his reaction, until he shook his head, filing those thoughts away for another time. I'll do some more thinking about this later. The mission comes first, personal problems are always second base.
Batman approached the two of them, but stopped short when he heard a soft whimper come from the young woman.
Superman looked back down at the woman just as her eyes flickered and opened to reveal the most startling eyes he had ever seen.
One eye was a deep forest green whereas the other eye was a haunting shade of liquid gold.
Her eyes widened and she started to struggle against him. She hardly moved Clark an inch with her actions.
Superman was shocked at how weak she was. Even Kara was able to do some damage when she emerged from her vessel. I better try calming her down before she hurts herself.
Clark took her small hands into his, gasping at how cold her hands were. He started to gently massage her fingertips to allow blood flow back into them as he spoke softly to her so as not to frighten her even more.
"Re Ranik. Tul ret'l, Sa'Arel. E nu Kal'El…Tul ret'l."
She stared at him with a blank expression at first, then it melted away as she smiled shyly at him, placing a hand against his cheek.
Her mouth opened and a soft, breathy voice spoke,"Kal'El. En k'lo."
Then she slumped into his arms unconscious as Clark looked at her in shock. Did she just..
"What was that last bit she said?"
"K'lo."
"Well, what does it translate to?"
"It either translates to betrothed or husband, Bruce. I think this whole situation just got even stranger."
Okay, translation time. I just came up with some words. I'm sorry if that offends people, but it's too darn hard to learn Kryptonian, okay? Besides, I have too much stuff shoved into my brain as is. I'm starting to think the 'No Vacancy' light is going to pop on in there if I don't edit what goes in and comes out. LOL XD
Re Ranik - This means, 'It's okay.'
Tul ret'l - 'You're safe.'
E nu - 'I am.'
And of course the biggun...
K'lo - husband/betrothed
A.N: What's this? Did I just add some Batman angst in there. Why yes, yes I did.(You can tell I watch too much Phineas and Ferb with my kids, huh? Oy.)
Okay, so how did you like this one, huh? I hope I answered some questions that arose from the first chapter. Please, please, tell me how I'm doing here. This is the first JL fic I have ever wrote, so criticism is very much appreciated.
Thanksies!
