Chapter Seven: Telekinesis
The five people all gathered around on the Kent farm to see just what kind of powers Brian had. "Okay now, let's see what you can do," Clark told him. "Can you do this?" he asked. Clark raced around the farm and back in a quick blur of a second.
"Let me see," Brian said. "I believe so." He bent over, elbows resting on his thighs, fists clenched tightly. He pulled himself back up to full height, only he was a head taller. He was floating! He was suspended in the air by a small bubble of telepathic energy surrounding him. He pushed forwards and sped around the field just as fast as Clark, only difference was that he was flying. "There." he declared. "I did it."
"You can fly?" Clark asked, amazed. "How 'bout this?" He reached down and picked up the tractor with one hand.
"Allow me to try," Brian said. He clenched his hands tightly together and two small bubbles, replicas to the larger one in every way save for size. As he picked up the tractor, the bubbles extended to include all of his arm, tearing the black shirt he had on.
"Kon-El," Clark said. "What are those bubbles that appear around your hands?"
"Telekinetic energy, generated by me in order to compensate for my being only half Kryptonian."
Clark exchanged glances with his parents. "Well," he said, sighing, "at least nothing is ever boring here in Smallville."
