Trapped, that was all that was running through the young teen of steel's head as he was starting at the man that he sadly shared DNA with. Superman still had him pinned down and unlike Canary he could not break free from the man's grip.

"Shit" cursed Superboy.

"Hey watch your mouth" lectured Superman.

Superboy only rolled his eyes; he can't act like his father because he isn't.

Superman was waiting for the boy to explain why he was trying to leave. It a had been four months now, and Superman had been trying to get in the same room with the young hero, but every time Clark get close Superboy run off somewhere.

Maybe it was his fault, he should have gone to his son sooner, the moment he had met the young hero. But he was just shocked and had no knowledge on how to deal with the young boy.

At first Superboy was just someone that stole his DNA. But not anymore, he learned that the kid was only a kid and needed to be pushed in the right direction, with his help of course.

"What are you doing here, how did you evened get in here?" snapped Superboy.

"I thought I was the one who asked the question first." stated Superman. His only reaction from the boy was a glare.

Clark sighed "I thought I come see you since you have been avoiding me, and I am allowed to be here."

"Great, now let me go." demanded the teen.

"No, tell me why you tried to run." demanded Superman.

"I was not running" denied Superboy.

"Right so you were just running to the door because you really had to go pea." mocked the hero.

"You surprised me okay, not let go."

Supermen decide that would have to do, so he let the teen go. Once Superboy was free he stood facing Superman. Both were staring at each other for the longest time. It was beginning to freak him out, so decide to make another escape plan. One that does not involve getting pinned down.

"Listen, I have to go now-"

"We need to talk."

"Not right now." Superboy tried to reach the door but Superman grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Yes right now, I think you have avoided me long enough."

"Like your one to talk" the clone snapped.

Superman didn't know how to respond to that, yes he had done the same to the boy but at least he was willing to talk now. The kid didn't even want to be in the same room.

"Look I know this is strange for the both of us but we need to start somewhere."

"I have to meet my team; I promise them I meet them right now for extra practice." The teen of steel said.

As Superboy turned around Superman said something that surprised him.

"Tomorrow lunch"

"What?"

"Tomorrow at 3:30 pm meet at the Hall of Justice. We'll do lunch and get to know one another. You will come." That last part sound more of a demand than anything else.

No he couldn't, it was too much for him, he still need to find his place, to find who he is.

"I can't" he whispered.

"Why not"

"I'm on a team; I have to be there for them when they need me. I can't just take a day off."

"Everyone needs a day off, including you. I'll ask Batman if you can have the day off." He made it sound so easy to him, but it wasn't.

"And if he doesn't?"

"Then we'll still do it" decided Superman.

"Than what is the point of asking him!" snapped the teen.

"Worth a try, so tomorrow be there or I will track you down and find you." With that the hero began to walk out of the room.

"I told you I can't!" he objected, trying one more time to get out of it.

"You will" the man called back.

Superboy sighed giving up on auguring with the man. Then something hit him.

"Hey wait a minute how did I get in my room, I was outside?" he asked to himself.

"I carried you in." explained a yell from the Man of steel.

Oh how he hated super hearing, great for him but not for other's.

Later on

Practice was awful. He kept making mistakes, thus making the whole messing up. But it wasn't his fault, he had gotten a serious headache before practice and he kept thinking about what happened early that day.

What was he thinking? What was Superman thinking? Like they could just have a father and son bonding moment and everything would okay? No, it was to true to be good. There was just one problem with it no matter how many angles he looked at it. He was not Superman's son. He was his clone, nothing more nothing less.

The gang was in the main area resting after practice, Canary and Red tornado were telling them all the mistakes they had made, no thanks to Superboy.

"Whoa Supey, you sucked today, what's wrong excited about your meeting with daddy tomorrow?" comment KF.

"No-wait what?"

"You idiot you weren't supposed to say anything." scolded Artemis as she slapped Wally across the head.

"How do you guys know about that?" he asked

"Well we kind of were listening in on you two when you guys were talking." admitted Robin.

"We didn't mean to, we just wanted to see if you were okay." promised M'gann.

"I'm fine" Superboy walked out of on his team for the second time today.

"Don't forget 3:30pm." shouted Wally reminding him.

Superboy rolled his eyes and went to his room to sleep. He had no idea that he was being watched by a dark figure in the shadows. When he had fallen asleep in his room he began to have nightmare, memories of his life at Cadmus. The memories were all flashing at once and were playing over and over inside his mind. It was too much for to the young boy. Words replayed over and over in the teens head.

"We are trying to help you!"

"I live because of Cadmus it is my home!"

"Your home is a test tube"

"My purpose is to replace Superman if he is gone. Or take him down if he were to turn from the light."

"You're not a real boy, you're a weapon and you belong to Cadmus."

"Ask yourself what Superman would do."

"You are the start of our freedom"

"The choice is yours brother. Do you choose freedom?"

"I choose freedom!"

"Is that what I think it is?"

"The league will find a place for you"

"Ah" he screamed waking up and looking around to only see it was just nightmare. Thus making it number six of his nightmares, dreaming sucks.

TBC