Author's Note: I sepnt a litlte time working on this one. I get the sneaking suspicion that the 'history lesson' in the last chapter may have driven off most of my readers. Since these are characters most of the fandom arent familar with. And admittedly it got a little tiresome writing about thier costume descriptions among other things. Point is there were a lot of them when comics were first starting out. Anyway I thought I'd go in a little different route to win em back. A quick note my spell check is down so yeah. Let me know what you think.
Legacies
Chapter 3
Superman & Superboy
Leaving the All Star Squadron and Justice Society wing of the museaum Conner and Clark made thier way back to the main exhibit hall as they came into the entrance way Clark stopped short. His son not paying attention looked up at him and then across the way to see Lex Luthor standing infront of the Superman exhibit with arms crossed and a look of disgust on his face as he stood infront of the curator.
"What's up?" Conner asked. His dad narrowed his eyes at Lex.
"Let's see what he wants." he said making his way towards him.
The Superman exhibit featured a towering statue of the man in blue with fists akimbo. Above the statue of Superman was the planet Krypton exploding as a large green bursting sphere with a small silver rocket escaping it's reach. To the left of the massive Superman statue was a giant 'S' shield along with smaller figures of Superman in his adventures, one of which included him flying Lois Lane off to saftey. Conner of course had heard of Lex Luthor through his G-gnome infused education, and it seemed as though the source of the beef was a statue of Superman and Luthor facing each other.
"What seems to be the problem Mr. Luthor?" Clark asked pleasantly as he approached him.
Luthor spun to face him nostrils flaring and his teeth bared before throwing his arm towards the offending statue.
"This slanderous piece of junk right here!" he barked. Clark maintained his persona though was clearly amused to see him so flustered.
"Oh you mean this thing? Congradulations." he smiled. Luthor's face twisted into a murderous scowl as he was ready to rip the reporter's head off.
"Congradulations? Are you mad? Do you know what this does to my reputation?" he growled his silivia flying onto Clark's face. Who calmly wiped his spittle from his face and glasses before replying.
"What? A good and charitable man like you? It just means that your associated with the Man of Steel." he smiled.
"For all the wrong reasons! Which is why I am suing this museaum for libal. I'm going to have this place shut down until they remove my image from the premises. And for kicks I might even shut it down for good." he said regaining his composure.
"Afraid of a little bad press Mr. Luthor?" he inquired. The criminal businessman narrowed his eyes at him.
"You better watch yourself Kent. Or this museaum may not be the only thing that goes down for libel." he growled.
"Then I look forward to it." Clark replied with a smile.
"Laugh while you still can farm boy." Luthor growled before walking off.
"Can I quote you on that?" he replied taking out his pad and pen. Luthor grit his teeth as he walked out.
As he reached the door an enormous yellow skinned alien in a violet bodysuit landed infront of him crushing the pavement beneath his feet startling the businessman and screams erupted from within the museasum.
"Am I late for the party?" the alien bellowed.
"Who is that?" Conner asked.
"Mongul." Clark replied in a low voice.
"What the hell's Mongul?" he asked.
At the front of the museasum Lex smirked as he looked back at the soon to be destroyed museaum.
"Perfect timing." he said as Mongul started to rip open the stony facade of the building.
"One of my enemies, stall him a second." he said before racing off.
"Wait, stall him?" Conner said looking back at him but was already gone.
As people fled the museasum Clark ran towards the nearest bathroom but then saw an old phone booth as one of the displays. Seeing that people were still scattered across the halls as they ran for thier lives, he dove into the phone booth and changed into his costume emerging from it a second later. As Conner did his best to stall for time Mongul carried one of the ruptured stones from the front entrance and hurled it over Conner's head at the massive Superman statue knocking it back. Superman himself flew at Mongul at full burst nailing him in the head with a two fisted punch. Conner saved the falling statue from crushing a couple and child and set it back on it's pedistal. Mongul staggered outside and fell down the stairs that led out the front entrance landing in a heap at the bottom before rubbing his cheek.
"Heh. Not bad son of Krypton." Mongul chuckled.
"Do I even have to ask why your here?" Superman said hovering off the ground with arms crossed.
"Same reason as always Kal-El, to destroy you and everything you stand for." he said getting up.
"Such as that young boy you have with you. Who is he? A friend of yours? Or perhaps even a fan." the villain mused.
"That's none of your concern, your battle is with me Mongul." he replied in a serious tone.
"Bring it on then!" he yelled and locked his fists together above his head.
The villain slammed his fists into the ground spliting the stone staircase in two and traveled up through the building splitting it in half both inside and out. Inside people panicked as the Superman statue came crashing down on it's side while the crack traveled across the floor and brought the Hawkman statue down from the ceiling. Superman dive bombed the villain with the world's worst uppercut and sent him flying across the parking lot. The Man of Steel trailed him across through the air before plowing him into the ground with another hit. The space tyrant through through the dirt on his back before rolling over to his feet and skidded back to met him as Superman flew at him yet again. Mongul drew back his enormous fist and rammed the back of Superman's neck into the dirt. Superman recovered and tackled his midsection knocking him further back into a parked car. Mongul punched him in the back twice before being punched in the face by the face suplimented with a heat blast afterwards. The villain growled and cradled his face forcing the smashed car onto its side as Superman punched his gut, crushing the car underneath. Superman stood over him and punched him in the face once again. The Man of Steel then started to wrap the car's body around his frame before recieving an optic blast to the face and was thrown back by the attack.
Mongul broke free of his entrapment and flew at the Man of Steel pounding him into the parking lot. The villain had the upper hand as he beat Superman with both fists only for Superboy to intervene dropping in on the villain. Mongul caught sight of him and blasted him in the chest with his vision before Superman hit him back. Superman then grabbed Mongul's head with both hands and smashed it with his own disorinenting the villain before knocking him back with another punch.
"You all right?" he asked Conner. The Boy of Steel groaned sitting up.
"Yeah I'm fine." he said. Mongul picked up a car and hurled it at Conner before Superman raced and saved him.
"Time to finish this." Superman said as Mongul charged them.
Superman used his super breath on Mongul freezing the villain solid midstep and punched him shattering his icy shell. The villain toppled backwards landing on top his head at one point before landing on his back. The Man of Steel grabbed his ankle and spun him around as fast as he could to Conner's amazement while Mongul yelled. Picking up speed he turned into a tornado with the despot's scream before hurling him into space. The villain's cries continued as he left Earth as headed into the void of our Solar System.
The Man of Steel hovered just inches off the ground as his son watched laying on the ground in shock.
"That was amazing." he said. His dad smiled as he looked over his shoulder.
"Just another day at the office." he told him.
The boy's smile faded as he looked back at the museaum and saw the destruction.
"Oh man." he muttered. Superman looked over his shoulder and saw the front of the building split down the middle.
"It's ruined." Conner told him.
"Let's see how bad the damage is." he said flying toward the entrance.
The Man of Steel landed at the foot of the demolished steps followed close by Superboy and looked up to see Lex Luthor recovering at the top cradeling his head. He narrowed his eyes and glided up towards his nemesis. Luthor groaned still holding the side of his head as he looked back at him.
"Argh. Superman always a pleasure to see you." he said with faux charm.
"Spare the plesantries Luthor." he told him.
"That's a shame about the museasum isnt it? Your little monument to you and all your friends seems to ahve sustained some damage. I'm sure the insurance will cover it. Provided that there is any." he added cooly making sure to put salt in the wound.
"I only care about the saftey of those inside." Superman said in serious tone.
"Of course you do." Lex said with resentment.
"Still it seems as thought it'll be awhile before the museaum is up and running. Oh well, such things are not meant to last. I'm sure I'll be reading about it in tomorrow's paper." he added before walking off to Superman and Superboy's annoyance.
"Is he always like this?" Superboy asked.
"He does it to get under my skin. I do my best to ignore him." Clark said as he went in.
"You think he's behind it?" Conner asked.
"Is Aquaman King of the Seas?" the Man of Steel thought.
"I would say it's a forgone conclusion." he replied instead walking past his own damaged statue.
"Is everyone all right?" he called out to the crowd as they came out of hiding. Several people muttered their response as Superman walked towards them.
"Go check over there." he ordered Superboy.
The Teen of Steel nodded and went off to the right checking on visitors over there, while Superman tended to the others. He looked over his shoulder at Superman as he examined a young girl's arm with his x-ray vision for injuries. He didnt have all of Superman's abilities, he didnt even have heat vision yet. As he looked back to his own charges he realized how trivial his powers were in comparision. A young girl about grade school age stuck her own arm out infront of Conner's eyes bringing him back to reality and he looked cluelessly back at her.
"What's wrong?" he blinked.
"I think my arm's hurt. Can you check it for me?" she asked.
"Um, I dont have x-ray vision." he replied gently.
"But you know a broken arm when you see one right? There's other ways to tell." she told him.
"Um, all right let's see." he said as he started to feel along her arm.
"Does it hurt when I do that?" he asked looking back at her. The young girl shook her head.
"I dont feel anything broken. I mean I'm not a paramedic but I dont think you broke it. There's probably just some bruising that hasnt shown yet. You should probably get it checked out anyway." he said looking up at her.
"Thank you." she said and started off but stopped as she studied the S on his chest
"Are you his sidekick?" she asked. Superboy was a bit taken back by the question. No one had ever asked him what his position was with Superman before.
"Um...yeah I guess you can say that." he replied not sure how to answer.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Superboy." he smiled.
"Thanks Superboy." she replied softly.
"Sure." he nodded as she ran off. On the otherside of the room Superman caught wind of the conversation and looked over his shoulder at the young man and smiled while Conner went about his business unaware.
"Who is that young man over there Superman?" an elderly black woman asked.
"That's Superboy. He's my sidekick." he replied while Conner had his back turned as a smile appeared on Superboy's face.
Author's Note: This chapter should have seriously been posted last night. I just got hung up on the last part as I wasnt sure wether or not to have Sueprman adress him as his son. It just felt it was a little too soon for that. I know I sort of promised one of my readers I'd do a time travel story. Hopefully I'll get to that. Anyway I was afriad that the little history lession last chapter may have driven off alot of readers. I'm not sure if I had or not, I guess that's what I get for using characters most readers hadnt heard of. Unless you read comics or did research on them which seems to have a polorizing affect. Also do you think I should do a WWII era fic or what? Let me know what you think.
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