THE LAST CHILDREN OF KRYPTON
SMALLVILLE : PART 1
BY PHOENIX FURY.
CHAPTER 4:
Slowly the twins got used to hiding their powers in front of others. Jonathan and Martha found it was easier if they practiced with their powers first on the farm before taking them anywhere, like it took some of the edge off.
They hadn't enrolled the twins into preschool because of how strong they were, and even after they'd learned to control and hide it they had thought about home-schooling the twins for a few years, especially when they realized how bright they were.
They could easily multiply five digit numbers in their heads. They'd read every book in the house; Jessica had taught herself to speak fluent French in an hour from reading an English-to-French dictionary, and Clark took apart the TV and reassembled it by reading the TV manual. They could recite the past American presidents, their political parties and the dates they served office.
They absorbed information like a sponge.
But Jonathan was worried home-schooling would draw attention to them from town and neither had the time to spare to home-school them. Martha thought they needed to be with other kids their age, interact, and make friends. Be normal.
Martha had had the youngest Ross boy round at the farm on play dates since the twins weren't really used to other kids. She always kept a close eye on them, making sure the twins didn't do anything… different.
Soon came their first day at Elementary school.
"Clark! Jessica! Breakfast is ready." Martha yelled up the stairs.
Pictures sat on mantles, window ledges and tables and hung on the walls.
Pictures of Jessica as a baby asleep on her daddy's chest, as a toddler grinning happily as she was being taught to ride a little dapple grey Shetland pony and the two toddlers covered in flour trying to help their mother bake cookies.
Pictures of Clark as a toddler asleep with Rusty the retriever, climbing all over the tractor and laughing as he rode on his daddy's shoulders.
Pictures of Martha holding the twins, their first picture that was put in the town paper to welcome the new arrivals. Pictures of Jonathan with his arms around his family at their 'first' Christmas together.
"Coming!" Jessica yelled down as Clark came thumping like a small elephant down the stairs.
"Here you go, Clark." Jonathan passed him a bowl of oatmeal. "Did you and your sister feed Cheeky and Nebula?"
"Yep, thanks." Five year old Clark quickly dug into his breakfast.
Jessica ran in and climbed onto her chair her tiny feet dangling far above the floor and started on hers.
Though they were twins and looked very much alike, Clark was over a head taller than Jessica and more solid, while Jessica was small and more delicate looking. They both had the same gently curling wavy black hair that the summer sun would warm with deep dark red highlights. Their eyes were slightly different; the same shape but Clark's were a bright intense blue while Jessica's were a deep dark blue, both blue shades were unique - unlike anything else on earth.
Their characters were the same, different and yet the same. Both quiet, curious, creative and smart. Neither had a bad bone in their body, they would silently pout at you till you gave in or ignored you till you did instead of throwing tantrums, though Clark was known for slamming doors and stomping off. Clark was impulsive, impatient and would come at things head on while Jessica would wait, watch and listen, think about it first and then come at a situation sideways.
The twins were very close to each other and never seemed to fight, they'd tease and play scrap but it wasn't ever a serious clash. The twins would finish each other's sentences and it sometimes seemed that they didn't even need to speak aloud to understand each other.
During the summer they had separated the twins so they each had their own bedroom. The twins had not been pleased.
It had taken a few weeks for them to get used to it, and even then there was the occasional night when one of the twins would sneak into the others room to sleep.
Martha brushed Jessica's dark hair and braided it to her shoulder blades with a red ribbon as Jonathan combed through Clark's cropped curls. The twins quickly ate their oatmeal, a slice of toast with blackberry jam and drank a glass of milk and then another of orange juice, swallowed their vitamin tablet.
"Now listen to me you two," cautioned Jonathan as he wiped their faces and helped them on with their coats and shoes while Martha cleared the table. "This great strength of yours – you've got to hide it from people or they'll be scared of you! So be careful when you hold something. Be gentle."
"Now let's get in the truck," Martha said cheerfully and led the way.
They arrived at the Elementary school with the Middle school next door. The twins had been there only once before to be shown around.
They got introduced to their teacher Miss Featherstone, a young Native American woman in a rainbow coloured skirt, a cream sweater with braided black hair and a kind smile. Then they were led into the playground out back where they would wait before school began.
"Now remember what we said. Behave," Jonathan said again.
"And have fun. Here's your lunchboxes and your book bags." Martha passed them their stuff and kissed both their heads.
The twins looked at the screaming playground and then turned to their parents with big wide eyes.
Jonathan just wanted to pick them up and take them home when he saw a small boy hit a little girl over the head with her own doll. And those big blue eyes were making him feel very guilty for bringing them there.
"Go say hello to Pete," Martha nudged them gently. "We'll see you this afternoon."
Gulping the twins turned and Jessica latched straight onto Clark's hand and together they went into the playground.
"Are you sure they'll be alright, Martha?" Jonathan asked as he watched them go.
"Honey, they will be fine, they're only going to Elementary school not College."
He shivered at the idea.
Soon Jessica was playing hopscotch while Pete and Clark talked.
"Bye Mommy, bye Daddy." They called as they ran with Pete to go into class when the bell went.
Jonathan went to pick up the twins from their first day at Elementary school.
He'd been nervous all day. He'd kept checking the house to see if the school had rung, Martha told him to stop worrying and try to be optimistic.
"Did anything... happen? Did you do anything?" Jonathan asked anxiously.
"We painted pictures. Look," Jessica showed him her painting.
"Beautiful, sweetheart. Did you break anything?" He asked again trying to find out if they'd done anything, been too strong.
"No. We were really careful." Clark said earnestly.
Jonathan sighed with relief and listened to them chatter about their day. His heart was not going to handle the strain of this every day.
"Can't catch me." Jessica shouted running away from Clark.
"Can too!"
"Can not!"
Jonathan smiled as he watched them play. This was the life, sitting on the back porch in the summer evening watching your kids play.
It was the summer holidays and the twins had just finished their first year of Elementary School. No one had noticed they weren't like everyone else. The twins were rather shy so didn't offer up answers unless they were asked so no one had noticed how really bright they were. They hadn't yet started to play sports but they both were getting pretty good at controlling their strength.
Jonathan watched the distance between Jessica and Clark lengthen as Jessica speeded up.
Suddenly her legs and arms were moving faster and then Jessica disappeared right through the garden fence and across the field.
Jonathan blinked and then leapt to his feet looking around frantically.
"Martha!"
Martha came running out the backdoor. "What's wrong?"
"The kids were running around. Then Jessica disappeared."
"What do you mean disappeared?" Martha asked, beginning to panic.
"She was moving really fast." He said, looking at Martha intently so she understood what he meant.
"We have to find her," Martha said.
"Martha, at the speed she was going she could be in Metropolis by now."
Clark, who had stood there looking confused, said, "No she's not. She's over there." Clark pointed to the field.
Jessica was walking slowly across the field.
"Jessica!" Martha ran to the little girl sweeping her up into her arms. "Are you alright, sweetheart?"
"Mommy, I'm tired." She yawned.
Martha cuddled her close and suggested, "Why don't I make you a sandwich and we'll put you to bed."
Jessica nodded tiredly.
Martha carried her inside, Clark following asking Jessica if she was ok.
Jonathan flopped back into the chair he'd been sitting in and groaned. He knew what this meant.
The relaxing summer had just turned into teaching the kids how to control a new power.
Time passed and the twins learned to control and hide their strength and speed.
There were hiccups of course but their secret still remained a secret.
Jonathan was ever vigilant, always reminding the twins they had to keep in control, they could never tell anyone or they would be taken away and dissected like frogs.
But never telling them why they were different.
They made no mention of their arrival, their spaceship, or the details of how they had been discovered that day. As a kids, Clark and Jessica simply accepted what their parents told them, for the most part thinking it was pretty cool that they could do all these amazing things, not really questioning how and why they could do what they could do.
Jonathan and Martha had decided they were too young to understand and if they were honest they didn't want to tell the twins that they weren't their real biological parents.
The twins were theirs as far as they were concerned.
The pictures around the house changed showing the passage of time.
The twins going from driving the tractor on their dad's knee to driving it on their own with no help.
Jessica on a small pony jumping over a pole propped up by tyres and then jumping a large horse over a gate.
Clark riding his bike with stabilizers to being on the back of a motorbike.
Both growing up.
Clark getting taller and taller, to become taller than Jonathan when full grown.
Jessica growing into a beautiful young woman.
But as they started to leave their childhood behind they unknowingly took steps closer to their destiny.
Soon answers would be given whether the twins were ready or not to know the truth of who they were.
END OF CHAPTER 4
In the official Smallville timeline 1993 was when Clark first demonstrated superspeed while playing with his father. I changed it to Clark and Jessica playing tag, they're six years old at the time.
Now we will skip to the lovely teenage years and meet Lex. I'm not sure about the Chapters 2, 3 and 4, I wanted a bit of back story before jumping from small babies to teenagers but now that I've written it I don't think it quite flows. Tell me what ya think.
PHOENIX FURY.