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Chapter Ten
Thankfully Conner slept through the night without any more nightmares. The boy of steel rolled on the bed then paused realizing he was in his dad's bed. He flushed in embarrassment when he remembered why he was in his dad's bed instead of his own. He freaking wet his own bed like a baby! He moaned as he stretched and sat up. He felt so frustrated his emotions were all over the place. He felt like screaming and crying! He behaved like a small child at times then like a teenager yearning to gain more independence… The doctors had said it was normal for him to behave as such since his hormones needed time to catch up with his body… But it wasn't easy for either Conner or Clark sometimes.
Conner sluggishly got out of the large king sized bed and shuffled to his own bedroom and found his dad changing his sheets.
Clark took in his son's doleful expression and downcast eyes, the kid looked so sad it broke his heart. "Great you're up already," He smiled. "I was just about to wake you up." He said as he smoothed out clean bed sheets on the bed.
"Don't you have work?" Conner blinked owlishly.
Clark straightened his back, "Nope, I called out," He looked at his sullen boy and sadly smiled. "Get ready we're going out."
"I don't want to go anywhere." The boy grouched out.
"Just get ready." He pleaded before exiting the room.
A few minutes later Conner emerged from the hallway dressed in dark blue jeans tucked in his dark brown combat boots and a grey v neck t-shirt but he was missing two important items…
"Kon go grab your jacket and glasses for us to go." Clark motioned for the boy to turn back around.
Conner rolled his eyes and turned around to his bedroom. There he put on his brown leather jacket and his thick black rectangular framed plastic eyeglasses that he had yet gotten used to.
"Perfect, lets go." Clark smirked at how good his old glasses looked on his son.
"But I'm hungry." He hated how whiny his voice came out.
"I know we are going to go eat now, c'mon." Clark smiled. He knew of a little diner close by that the boy absolutely loved.
Conner sighed and followed his dad out from their apartment. They walked to a small diner around the block. The door chimed as they entered, the diner had blue walls, orange curtains and big windows with chairs and booths the color of light blue.
Clark looked across the booth as Conner slid in noting the boy's glum expression.
"What can I get ya boys?" Clark looked up as a sweet, matronly looking waitress approached.
"I'll have an orange juice and a short stack of pancakes," Clark answered.
She jotted down the order on her notepad and turned her eyes to Conner. "What about you Handsome?"
"Um…" He studied the menu again, "I'll have the same."
"Sure thing Darling," The waitress said smiling sweetly at Conner and taking the menus. "Be right back with your drinks."
"Why didn't you order the chocolate chip waffles? I thought those were your favorite?"
Conner shrugged. "Are we going to the farm today?"
"Yes but first we are stopping by the manor-"
"I don't want to go-" He quickly objected.
"Kon, I understand you're upset but please don't fight me on every little thing today."
Conner narrowed his eyes at his father and pouted mumbling, "Whatever."
The two then sat in companionable silence until the food came. When the food arrived, Clark immediately dug in, just then realizing how hungry he was. When he finally came up for air he saw that Conner had been much slower to attack his food. "Everything okay?" he asked, concerned.
Conner nodded and picked up his fork. He managed to eat a few of the pancakes but he knew his dad could tell something was wrong. He was having a hard time keeping up appearances, he felt so many conflicting emotions and he didn't know how to deal with them. He didn't want to become the monster Lex wanted him to be and was fearful of his nightmare becoming reality.
When he felt like he couldn't possibly eat any more, Conner pushed his plate away and sipped his orange juice while he watched his dad finish up. Clark pointedly looked at Conner's half-full plate but chose to remain silent then finished up and paid the bill.
The pair walked to a discreet alley and Clark lifted the boy into his arms and zoomed away and landed at the Wayne manor estate grounds.
Father and son walked up toward the entrance of the manor, it was quite and pleasant as usual, the gardens bloomed beautifully. Climbing the few stairs to the grand doorway, Clark knocked, taking care not to dent or break anything and completely missing the fully functional doorbell button beside it as always.
The door was drawn open by a balding man who appeared to be in his fifties, smartly dressed. He held the door open until they walked in, and closed it behind them, then the man proceeded to bow respectfully, "Greetings," his voice is smooth and pleasant, with a distinctive British accent.
"Hello Alfred, how are you?"
"I'm quite well sir," He smiled then turned his eyes to Conner. "I'm glad to see your son safely back by your side."
"Thank you, I intend to keep it that way." Clark smiled and hugged the boy closer to his side when he felt the boy inch closer next to him.
"As you should sir," He nodded. "Master Bruce is expecting you, if you would follow me?" Alfred waited for Clark's nod of approval before leading the way further into the manor.
Going through the majestic building, Conner was always taken aback by the atmosphere of royalty and grandeur every time he visited.
"Hey, Alfred, I heard—whoa!" A boy, no older than thirteen, had come out of a door from the corridor they were walking in. The boy stood frozen at the half-opened door, in a state of surprise then jumped forward and enveloped Conner in a hug.
"Master Timothy, that is no way to greet our guests," Alfred said in an admonishing, irritated tone.
Tim pulled away from the boy of steel and shyly smiled, "I'm glad you're okay and I like the new look," his eyes then traveled to up to the man of steel. "Hi Uncle Clark,"
"Hey Timmy,"
"Guess this is why the big guy cancelled all his stuff today, huh?" another voice inquired.
"Do you require anything, Master Jason?"
"Nah Alfie just grabbing an extra pair of trunks for Jasper," He said before he held up a pair of green swim trunks.
"Jasper?" Conner inquired looking perplexed.
"He's our new friend, he's pretty cool, you've got meet him." Tim squeaked with excitement.
"Glad to see you made it out alright four eyes." Jason smirked fist bumping Conner then turned to his younger brother. "Tim, go find some trunks for Conner to join us in the pool."
Tim nodded and bounced away.
Stealing glances at Clark, Conner softly expressed, "Uh, I think I will just stay with my dad."
Clark gently nudged him forward. "Go on and have fun, just remember to stay in the shallow end."
"Don't worry Uncle C I'll make sure he don't drown."
"You mean to say doesn't drown, young sir."
Jason rolled his eyes. "Yea whatever," He took a hold of Conner's arm, "Let's go," he pulled him down the corridor in long-legged strides.
"Follow me, sir. Master Bruce's study is this way."
Eventually Alfred led Clark to a grand wooden door. Emblazoned on it is an intricate 'W'. Alfred opened the door, stood on the threshold and announced their presence. "Master Bruce, Master Clark has finally arrived." Alfred moved aside, letting him enter. He did, and took a quick look around and noticed the study still looked the same as ever. It's a spacious room, filled with warm brown and red colors. Impressive libraries line the walls on the left and right, while the wall opposite is only glass, giving ample view of the grounds. On the wall of the far left corner a large grandfather clock stood, though the hands didn't moving. Odd… Behind a large mahogany desk and sifting through papers was Bruce Wayne. He was wearing a crisp black business suit, complete with tie and shiny black shoes. His hair, instead of wind-tussled as it usually appears, slicked back in style, not a single hair out of place.
Seeing them, Bruce abandons his papers, stood up, and moved around the desk.
"Thank you, Alfred." Though his words were dismissive and unemotional as usual, he nodded to the butler in thanks.
"Certainly Master Bruce," With that, Alfred bowed slightly and walked out, closing the door behind him.
"So, what was so important that you couldn't tell me over the phone?"
Bruce offered him something reminiscent of a smile as he led him to a pair of armchairs by one corner of the room. "Would you like something to drink?" He asked, gesturing to the wide array of beverages available from a nearby counter.
"No thanks. Just cut to the chase please." Clark sat back on an armchair.
"Fine, there will be no easy way of telling you this but I think you should know, Conner is not an exact replica of you."
"He's cloned with my DNA, of course he is."
Bruce walked to his desk and retrieved a file then held it up, "You need to read this. I know you're not going to like it but I think you should know…" he handed him the file.
Clark read it over and felt his stomach drop. "No… this can't be," He whispered, shell-shocked.
"I'm afraid it is. I ran a DNA test it matched just like the file said it would… Lex Luthor is also a DNA donor for Superboy."
…
Jason and Tim pulled Conner into an expansive room decked out in gaudy décor, with a giant pool that had glided golden lions which stood guard at the poolside and wide columns stood at the corners of the pool. They joined Dick and Damien as well as another teenage boy whom were sitting by the grand gleaming aqua blue pool. Conner managed a dead-panned expression when he looked at the unknown pale skinned golden-haired teen that he guessed was Jasper lounging by the pool next to Dick. Then looked questioningly at his 'cousins'.
"Conner!" Dick ran up to him. "How are you? What happened?"
"I'm okay… Don't want to talk about it."
"It's cool, we understand…c'mon." Dick assured and motioned toward the unknown teen. "Conner, this is Jasper."
Conner meet Jasper's gaze and frowned.
"Nice to finally meet you Conner," Jasper spoke in a southern draw as he stood before the boy and held out his hand.
Conner quirked a brow and shook the offered hand.
"Jasper and his dad are actually helping us on a case." Dick told him.
"Dude we got vampires in Gotham!" Jason exclaimed with a burst of excitement.
"Vampires?" Conner asked clearly confused.
"They drink blood to survive." Tim informed.
"Such vile creatures." Damian muttered crossing his arms across his chest.
Conner crinkled his nose at Jasper. "You drink blood?"
"Yes, but only animal blood."
"Isn't that cool? He's a fucking vampire!"
"Watch your mouth Jay!" Dick scolded.
"Shut your mouth Dickface!" Jason hissed as he shoved him then Dick shoved him right back hard enough for him to fall backwards into the pool.
Conner watched as Jason yelled. "You're going to pay for that Dickhead!"
Dick cackled and ran as a drenched Jason rushed wildly after him.
Tim rolled his eyes at his older brothers antics then looked up at Conner and grinned. "Jasper's going to be part of the team, I even helped design his costume-"
"Really?" Conner did not like what he was hearing one bit.
"Isn't it ludicrous? I tried talking some sense into Father but he wouldn't have any of it. I should be the next to join the team after I take the Robin mantle from Drake."
"Shut up demon brat, dad won't let an inexperienced little boy join the team at least Jasper not only has field experience but also has some pretty cool powers like he can alter a person's emotions…"
Conner suddenly found himself becoming jealous for the first time in his life…this guy Jasper was a total stranger to him and he was joining the team! … All of a sudden he felt a wave of calmness run through him.
"I'll show you inexperienced Drake." Damian charged at Tim.
Tim easily flipped out of the way and laughed, "That's all you got?"
Conner narrowed his eyes at the vampire and soon the calm feeling vanished. He noticed how the teen vamp avoided eye contact with him then heard Alfred's stern tone. "Young masters stop this nonsense at once! Gentlemen don't behave in this fashion!"
Dick and Jason separated from their rough horseplay and so did Tim and Damian, they looked apologetically at the older man.
"You should be ashamed of yourselves, such appalling behavior and in front of guests no less! This is your last warning, if you behave in this fashion again you will be disciplined, have I made myself quite clear young sirs?"
The boys gave rapid nods and quick apologies to the stern Butler.
"Master Jason, go change into your bathing suit at once. I can't fathom why you deemed it appropriate to take a swim in your clothing." Alfred ordered before he strode off.
Jason muttered obscenities under his breath as he headed towards the changing room and Tim, Conner and Jasper followed and soon they all came out wearing swim trunks and joined Dick and Damian in the pool.
…
Clark felt a migraine setting in while trying to wrap his head around the new information. He didn't want to believe it, his precious baby boy had Lex Luthor's DNA coursing through his veins as well as his own!
"Clark I know this is much to take in but I thought you should know… I also found this." Bruce held up another folder that specifically went into extreme detail on Project Kr…
"We can't have him fall back into the hands of Lex. You know he still has the resources to continue to force grow Conner and –"
"I know! You don't have to tell me! I know! He's not touching my son again." Clark seethed. "Conner can't know a word of this…please he's been through enough already."
Bruce nodded. "I understand this will stay between us."
…
After a few minutes of swimming Conner's jealously reached a new high… All he had heard from Tim for the past fifteen minutes was how cool Jasper was...
"…and Jasper's skin shines in the sun like it's made of crystals…"
"OK Tim I get it! Can we talk about something else?" Conner pulled himself out from the pool and sat on a lounge chair scowling.
"I agree with Conner, Drake is boring us to death with his stupid nonsense." Damian scowled as he exited the pool.
"Don't start Dami." Dick pleaded.
Jason narrowed his eyes at Conner and followed him out of the pool and sat next to him.
Conner was tight-lipped with his arms crossed over his chest. "How do you feel about Jasper joining the team?" Jason nudged him with his foot.
"Huh? …Oh, I don't care."
"Liar…"
"You don't like me much do you?" Jasper stepped out of the pool and was drying himself off.
Conner met the teen vamp's gaze. "Why should I? I don't even know you."
"I'm open to gettin to know you..."
"Maybe, I don't want to know you."
"Conner!" Dick scolded stepping out from the pool. "That's rude-"
"He's a stranger-"
"He's our friend-" Tim strongly proclaimed as he stepped out of the pool.
"He's no friend of mine! You're a bunch of imbeciles that befriended a vampire." Damian spewed out.
"You got a problem with me?" Jasper glared toward Damian and Conner.
Conner gritted his teeth and snarled. "I don't like you!"
"Mother told me about your kind and how to kill you." Damian threatened.
Tim gasped. "I'm telling dad what you said!"
"Please ignore him, he didn't mean that-"Dick tried to mediate.
"I meant every word!" Damian grabbed a towel and stomped off.
Jason stood and grabbed Conner by his arm. "C'mon." He motioned him back to the pool practically pushing Conner into the water and dived right in after.
"Damn and I thought I had anger issues…" Jason smirked as smoothed his wet hair away from his forehead. "What was up with you being such a bitch with Jasper…he's really not that bad…"
Conner shrugged as he ran his hands through the water.
"Did Lex tell you anything?" Tim crept up from behind and sat on the edge of the pool with his feet in the water.
Conner's body stiffened. "I don't want to talk about it."
"C'mon you can talk to us about anything." Jason probed.
Conner felt pressured and cornered and the image of his dad surrounded in a pool of blood and Lex's laughter echoed in his mind. He took a deep breath and pulled himself out of the pool and stormed off.
To Be Continued…
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