Elemental
It had taken the better part of two weeks before Clark had finally gotten his hearing power down. By now he could tune himself to hear sounds as he normally would, he could also extend the range which he could hear from by simply willing it too. But he also found something interesting, he could listen to different wavelengths.
The one song he listened to after getting out of the bay was actually being broadcasted all the way from Atlas hundreds of miles away across the ocean. Clark couldn't understand how but he did like that he could basically listen to music whenever he wanted too. But he could also listen to other signals, communication transmissions like radios, Scroll calls.
(AN: This may sound far fetched but he really can do this. He actually did this in the new 52.)
"Gotta say it's nice not being a living radio antenna anymore. Can finally enjoy the peace and quiet of the farm life." Clark said happily as he sat down at the dinner table with his mom and dad. Grabbing his fork and knife, he grinned when he saw eggs, bacon, and sausage on his plate. "And my favorite breakfast? Ok I'm a little confused, what's the occasion?" he asked with some confusion.
Jonathan and Martha smiled, "We'll give you a second." she said as she took a sip of her coffee. Time slowed to a near stop as Clark pondered the possibility, eating his breakfast as he did so.
Ok, it's not their anniversary. That's a few months away. Neither of their birthdays. So maybe some new news? Clark thought as he devoured his breakfast at super speed. Well technically he was eating it normally but to anyone else it was fast.
The young man had to think a few more moments before realization hit him and time resumed at a normal pace. "It's my birthday….well sorta." he said excitedly with a shrug. Technically speaking his birthday could have been months ago, but the day Martha and Jonathan was today eighteen years ago.
Jonathan grinned and Martha clapped her hands together excitedly, "There it is! Took you long enough." Martha said, standing up and giving Clark a bear hug that he returned with a small amount of strength.
Clark gathered up his plate and cleaned it off before joining his parents in the living room where a few wrapped presents were. "Guys-"
"Clark Joseph Kent I swear if you say we shouldn't have gotten you anything, we need to have a conversation." Jonathan interrupted before Clark could finish. Clark's feelings towards his birthday hadn't always been so positive, after finding out that he was adopted he wasn't entirely into the celebration. But he still did it for his parent's sake.
He raised his hands defensively, "I was just about to say…...ok I got nothing." he said in defeat. As he looked at the presents. When he first gotten his X-ray vision under control, two thoughts came to mind. One, if he was in high school it'd be pretty tempting to use this. And two, he'll never have to guess presents again.
"Oh and before you try taking a peek son, we wrapped ours with led foil." Jonathan said, making Clark's shoulders drop in disappointment. "Cake first, presents after." Jonathan said, making Clark perk up at the mention of the sweet.
As Martha went to retrieve the delighting food, Clark noticed one of the smaller presents was from Yang and Ruby, causing the young adult to grin.
The blonde brawler had been in so much trouble when she got home that she wasn't even allowed to drive Bumblebee for at least three months. She had managed to send him a message saying that she regretted not agreeing to his terms of living on the farm to avoid her father's wrath.
What was even more funny was that Ruby had to escort Yang everywhere for about a month. Ruby was against the idea until Taiyang had dubbed her Yang's warden, almost like it was a game.
She even got a whistle to use.
"And to think I wanted siblings." he muttered. That's when he had a small realization, Yang and Ruby had to have mailed their present, meaning that it wasn't lined with lead. Fighting down a smirk, his irises turned a lighter shade of blue, his X-ray vision coming to life.
Just as he was about to see through the wrapper however, his eyes stung. Blinking a few times and running his eyes, the blue of his eyes shifted to orange. The air in front of his eyes shimmered before heat blasted from them in two invisible beams towards the table with the gifts.
One of them ignited on the ribbon, "Holy hell!" Jonathan yelped as Clark covered a hand over his eyes. Jonathan managed to pat out the fire with his bare hands, looking over at Clark he saw the young man on the ground with his hands covering his eyes. "Clark!" he bolted over to his son's side, "Clark are you ok?!"
Clark removed his hand from his eyes, "Dad?" he asked, his eyes blinking rapidly to try and understand what happened. "Wha-what just happened?" he asked.
Jonathan looked at the smoke coming from the ribbon, "Well….I think you caught something on fire." he said, not trying to sugarcoat it. He looked at his son to see the look of panic on his face, "Clark-"
"Dad…I can't see." he said, the blurry shapes in front of him scaring him to his core.
(000)
Cinder rolled a small dust Crystal over her knuckles almost like a coin. Blaze had been arrested on multiple accounts of Arson in Smallville, thankfully a few well placed bribes and threats had gotten her out and on her way out of Vale territory for the time being.
But after talking to her, hearing what she had described, she was sure if two things. One, that Smallville had someone in it who wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty protecting it. And two, whoever this man was, he had some very unique abilities, and that may not be due to semblance.
It would explain what Bruno had described to her, someone fast enough that they just appeared as nothing more than a blur of colors. But not only did he have speed, he was able to walk through fire unharmed, simply blow it away, and strong enough to send Blaze through a tree.
She couldn't help but let a small smile creep onto her face, part of her wanted to see this man for herself. Not to see if he was real, two eyewitness accounts proved that much already, but instead see him in action. And maybe find a way to copy the ability.
As smart as she was even she didn't know every use of Aura.
Stopping the crystal between her index finger and thumb. But first she wanted to see if this Smallville hero is worth his metal. Standing up from her seat she made her way out of the room and out the door. Entering a large warehouse with various members of the White Fang were training, she made her way over to a lone man sitting at a table.
He wore a simple black sleeveless shirt, green cargo pants, and brown work boots. His head was clean shaven. "Talon, I have a job for you." she said, flicking the dust crystal in between her fingers to him. The man opened his eyes, one orange and the other green, as soon as the crystal landed in his hand, it sunk down into his skin.
(000)
"What about this? Can you tell what this is?" Jonathan asked. Clark tried to focus on the object in front of him, the blurry picture had a familiar shape but if was just blurry enough to make it difficult to see. They couldn't go to the doctor in town obviously, but Jonathan and Martha both wanted their son to be ok.
They had been doing this for about fifteen minutes, thankfully Clark could now distinguish shapes now. "A bowl?" Clark said with a bit of uncertainty in his voice.
He could he hear his mother let out a sigh of relief, "Well the good news is that your eyes are improving pretty well considering they look like you stared into the sun for a few days." Jonathan said, placing the bowl back down on the table. "But I just don't understand it, you said you were trying to use your X-ray vision, but this has never happened before." Jonathan stated
Clark rubbed his eyes for what must have been the tenth time. All he remembered was his vision going from X-ray vision to seeing a red flash then just blurring colors. Not to mention that he somehow the present….he was…..staring at….
"Oh crap." Clark said in realization and horror, Martha and Jonathan both have him a look of concern. "I think I caught the present on fire by just looking at it!" he explained, making both his parents look at him in shock. "Outside now!" he said, stating up and making his way towards the back door, Jonathan helping lead him.
Exiting the house, Clark kept his gaze up. Not wanting to accidentally set something else on fire. "Ok Clark, we'll figure this out I promise. But for the time being…" Jonathan stated, attempting to make it sound as though things were going to turn out ok.
"Don't make eye contact with anything flammable? You got it." he said, not wanting to burn his house or the barn down…..or the truck…...or the cows, tractor, tools, "I think I may need to get off the farm for a bit." he said, realizing that he could literally destroy anything without knowing it in his current state. "Dad could you…" he made a twirling gesture with his finger.
Jonathan nodded as he directed his son away from town and anything that could hurt someone. Running off at Superspeed, Clark tripped over himself. Lifting himself up from the ground, he dusted himself off before speaking, "Not a word dad!" he yelled, hearing his father almost snicker before running off at normal speed.
After a few minutes of running, he had entered the forest on the Smallville border. Breaking through a few branches, Clark was picking twigs off his person by the time he made it through the thicket of the forest, just as his Vision was fully restored to normal.
"Ok…...so good news, I don't see things on fire by just looking at them. That's good. That's really good." he said, letting out a small sigh of relief. Well at least he now knew that he could turn this on or off like his X-ray vision, but how did he turn it on in the first place.
Deciding to try his X-ray vision again, he focused on one of the trees in front of him so that he didn't accidentally send one towards home. As his X-ray vision came on, he could clearly see through the bark and into the tee where he actually saw a old nest inside the trunk.
Clark switched back his regular sight, "Ok so it's not my X-ray vision. So what then?" he asked himself out loud as he scratched the back of his head. From what he's gathered, his X-ray vision doesn't produce heat or radiation, so maybe he was looking in a different spectrum?
He shook his head, this isn't like super strength, he has a constant control over that. "Ok maybe it's like my attic breath?" he asked aloud. When he used it before with Blaze, he saw the fire dust crystals, that made him think of cold just as he blew. "Ok…..so maybe if I think of hot I'll work?" he asked. Looking at the same tree with his X-ray vision on its lowest setting, he thought of a fire.
But nothing happened. "Ok now I'm getting ticked….maybe it's a once a day thing or something?" he muttered as he turned and started to make his way back to the farm. Clark entered the loft of the barn and sat down on the couch, pulling the chest in front of him close he opened the lid and looked inside.
The chest contained a few trinkets he had picked up, his baby blanket was on top of everything. Pulling out the folded cloth out, he set it down beside him and looked at the bottom of the container. One of the first things inside was the bullet he had found out in the field, another was one of the small claws he had found in the barn from the wild thing that attacked.
Lastly was the crystal from his pod, he decided that keeping it in there was much more safer than taking it with him wherever he went. But what caught Clark's eye was that he could swear that the crystal was….glowing?
Picking it up and and holding it up to the ceiling, he could see that the center of the crystal was in fact glowing dimly. "What the-" he muttered as the side of the crystal started to glow. The flat side of the crystal now had strange symbols carved into it's side, holding the crystal close to his face he tried to make out the strange symbols.
The light in the crystal suddenly flashed, almost blinding Clark. All he could see was white but suddenly he saw one of the symbols in red.
What the hell!? Clark thought as the symbol was replaced with another, this one looked like a figure eight inside a Diamond. The next was a square over a sideways lowercase i, they continued to flash in front of Clark, unable to look away from the flashing symbols as they continued to flash in front of him.
Clark's eyes turned from blue to red, he was afraid and he honestly didn't know if he was going to be ok. No! Don't destroy the only thing from your home planet! he thought, shutting his eyes and hoping he didn't burn his eyelids off. As soon as he felt that his eyes weren't going to explode or whatever, he opened them again, and that symbols resumed.
As they continued to flash in front of him, Clark actually began to associate them with words. The figure eight one he saw earlier was the letter S, as well as the symbol for air, "It's a alphabet!" he said in realization.
As soon as he said that, the letters stopped land instead there was actually a letter he recognized in English.
Well…...somewhat.
The symbol was just like the one for air. But inside the diamond there was a symbol that looked a lot like an S. But the strange thing was that unlike English, there was no letter like that in the other alphabet he had just learned.
The white light fades away and the crystal no longer glowed. Blinking a few times, he let his eyes recover for a few seconds before looking at the writing on the crystal.
Happy Birthday- Clark struggled with the next word. For one he may be able to read this language now but pronouncing it is another story. "Ok Clark, spell it out." he muttered, thinking back to his kindergarten days. "Karl? Kalel? Wait what if it's a nickname or something, like Bobby is for Robert?" he asked.
Ok this was going to take a while.
(000)
Talon had reached Smallville, and suffice to say, Cinder was right. This place was so out of the way that no one would really miss it, the town may be somewhat populated but if Cinder was right about as to why this place needed to be relocated. He put those thoughts aside as he walked through town, as far as Cinder knew this guy showed up whenever trouble happened.
So maybe a little ruckus would draw out the guy. Talon thought as he looked around. Spotting a small dust shop, he smirked a tiny bit, he needed a to top himself off anyway. Walking across the street, he entered the shop. Walking up to the counter, he smirked at the sight is the dust crystals on display behind the counters.
(000)
Clark had spent the last half hour up in the lost trying to find out how to pronounce the last word.
Maybe because it was his own language, maybe because he was bored and didn't have anything to do. Or maybe it's just because he just learned an entire written language in a matter of seconds and he wanted to learn this because it may be important.
Either way, Clark wasn't giving up on this. Not that he wasn't tempted to, but he felt that this was something that he needed to understand.
So here he was, laying on the couch running through the various ways of pronunciation through his head. As he stared up at the crystal he was holding, he couldn't help but smile, as small as it was he actually knew something about his home, and honestly? He now wanted to know more.
He also knew they at least celebrates birthdays so that was good.
But it also made him realize something, it made him realize that this feeling of desire? This feeling of just wanting to know more about somewhere, someone? That had to be how Yang felt about her mother, having not more than a picture to go by. Only in his case it was a entire written language.
Placing the crystal back into the chest, Clark closed the lid and stood up from the couch. The young man was about to walk down the stairs, the sound of splintering wood made his head snap towards the town, his super hearing picking up the sound of a door being broken down.
Speeding through the barn and down the road towards Smallville, he ran through town and slowed down in front of the dust store, time slowing to a near standstill as he stopped in the broken doorway. The man in front of him had the staff of the store surrounded by fire in the corner.
Quickly puffing out a cold breath to extinguish the fire, he grabbed the man around the guy, his shoulder ramming into him as he carried the man out of the store and outside the city limits. As soon as Talon felt himself being picked up off the ground, he had turned to the attacked and slammed both his hands down onto his back, making Clark let go as he tumbled.
The pair rolled to a stop. Talon was the first one to get up onto his feet, "Huh. So you're the one who given my boss so much trouble?" he asked as he walked over towards the young man.
As Clark finally got up onto his feet, he looked at the man, "So I take it you're a friend of Blaze?" he guessed. Last time he didn't have a chance to ask who Blaze was working for, between the new powers and Yang going missing he didn't have the chance to question her.
"Just surrender now and-" Clark started before the man closed in on him. Talon's entire hand transformed into solid crystal, shifting colors from red, green, blue, and yellow.
Uppercutting Clark, the young man was sent flying back into the ground. Clark held his jaw in his hand, "Aughhh, what the heck?" she groaned out, his Jaw having felt the full impact of that punch. The man kept up the attack, his foot swinging up into his chest Clark skidded across the ground, a trench forming from where he was previously.
Clark finally managed to get up onto his feet, "Ok. So no talking." he said before sprinting forward trying to land a hit on Talon's face but missed when he ducked under it and jabbed into Clark's gut , doubling over before having a left cross got him across the face.
His crystal hands turned to yellow as Clark missed again, Talon landing a swift jab to his side with electricity sparking against him. Clark stumbled as Talon kept moving forward, "This is it? This is who made me come here? Come on, show me a little fight." Talon taunted.
Clark glared daggers at him before stepping forward, swinging a uppercut into his jaw with his super strength, the blow made him stumble back. Clark charged, jumping forward he shot his knee our into the man's face.
That's when his entire head became crystallized, breathing out fire into Clark, the force pushing him back across the ground. "Ok...two can play that game." he grumbled out as he sucked in some air and flew the attic breath into the man. When the smoke from the fire and ice cleared Clark saw that the man was completely frozen in a block of ice.
As the young man took a breather, all of Talon's skin lit up red before the ice exploded off him, steam covering the surrounding area. Clark used his X-ray vision to see through the cloud, just as Talon slammed his fist into Clark's face before he was tackled onto the ground.
Clark was pinned under his weight, before he could raise his arms to defend himself the ground overtook them! Talon began to assault Clark, hitting him over and over as the ground deepened around this head from the released pounding. "That's it! I wanna good fight! Come on! Is that all you got you little Hick!?" he shouted as his knuckles started to become bloody with Clark's blood.
Clark could do nothing but lay there and take it, every hit, and it enraged him! He threw his knees up into Talon's lower back, making him fall forward for Clark to head it him. When Clark's eyes opened, they were completely red, red smoke coming off them before heat blasted out of his eyes in red beams into Talon, burning him as well as sending him flying back into the air.
As the red died down, Clark tore his hands free of the earth. Slowly getting up, he nearly stumbled, he had never taken a beating like that before, in fact he never even bled before! And now his head felt heavy and when he touched a hand to his face he hissed out a wince at the cuts and bruises. Using his supervision he scanned the area for his opponent.
But it was useless because he shot up from the ground a moment later, upper urging Clark once again. "Heh. Lazer eyes huh? That's new I gotta admit." he said, cracking his head from side to side as Clark propped himself up onto his elbows, Talon's chest was burned from his attack, and it looked pretty bad too.
"Yo-you're hurt….let me help." Clark said, not meaning to hurt him that bad. Talon raised his hand and a red flare looking thing shout out, exploding as soon as it came close to Clark, sending him through a nearby tree and down a hill.
"Thanks. I feel a lot better." he said before holding his wound. As much as he wanted to continue this fight, he was hurt, and right now as things stood this fight may have well been over. Turning around he started to head towards town.
Meanwhile, Clark lay with his shirt charred as he laid ontop a number of broken down trees, barely conscious. Slowly getting up, he regretted it as soon as pain flared over his back. "Ugggg….yep. Perfect birthday for me." he grumbled out before lowering himself back down onto the trees.
(000)
After a few minutes, Clark was well enough to get back up onto his feet. After searching for Talon using his X-Ray, Telescopic, and super hearing, he decided to head back home for the time being. And as soon as he walked into the door of his house, his mother and father all but demanded to know what happened.
"God so this is what getting beat up feels like." he muttered before wincing at the washcloth his mother dabbed on the dried blood. "This freaking sucks." he stated.
Jonathan and Martha gave him a look, "So this guy could make himself into a crystal?" Martha asked, putting a band aid over one if the small cuts on his forehead. Most of his wounds had healed by now but the ones that didn't were well on their way.
"Yeah that's the weird part. I think it was dust crystals." he said, thinking back to how the ground swallowed up his arms so he couldn't fight back. People have been able to do things like that with Dust before, it would explain how he got out of solid ice like that as well.
Jonathan stroked his chin thoughtfully, "I suppose so. Back in the day people actually sewed dust into clothing. But from what you're saying son…...it sounds like it's actually in his skin." he guessed.
Martha have her husband a shocked look, "Jonathan are you sure? I mean that sounds impossible." she said. Jonathan and Clark both raised a eyebrow at that before she forever herself, "Scratch that. But still, isn't that dangerous?" she asked.
Jonathan nodded, "Extremely, it's like drinking gunpowder. Or guzzling gasoline. It's a fuel, not food." he explained.
"Yeah let's not forget the point where he kicked my but into the next county. Seriously though, how do I beat this guy?" Clark asked as he sat up from the chair around the dinner table and made his way out the back door.
Martha looked at the door then back to her husband, "You know he's not wrong. He's never hit anyone back." she said. The parents had instilled the idea to not fight back to their son years ago, but then again back then he didn't have people actually coming out to fight him and hurt him.
Jonathan nodded, "Yeah….you remember when I told you about how my dad taught me to box?" he said. Martha nodded, "He always told me, 'John, I'm teaching you this so you know never to punch down.'" he said, recalling the memory.
"Except for Clark, that means everyone." Martha noted, getting a nod from him. "John, you need to talk to him." she said knowingly. The man nodded before standing up and going after his son. Walking outside to the barn, he saw his son staring into the crystal that came with him.
Sitting down beside Clark, the young man sighed. "You know this thing did something today." he started. "When I came to look at it earlier, it was glowing, when I looked at it I saw these…..symbols flash in front of my face." he explained.
"Took me a little time to figure it out, but I realized it was the alphabet for my…..other home." he explained, making Jonathan look at the crystal in awe.
"Seriously?" he asked. Clark nodded, Jonathan smiled, "So why are you still staring at it?" she questioned. Clark handed him the crystal, looking over it, Jonathan noticed the engraving in the side. The writing looked fairly complex, but then again he's say the same thing if it was in English and he could only read what was on the crystal.
"It says happy birthday…..KAL dash EL. I've been trying to find out how to pronounce it when I had to go off and get my butt handed to me." he explained.
Jonathan nodded, "You think it's your real name?" he asked.
Clark gave him a smile, "My name is Clark Kent. Always has been, always will be. No changing that." he said proudly before turning serious. "Dad I know you guys want me to do the right thing, I want to too, but I'm not sure if I can." he admitted.
Jonathan set the crystal down on the chest. "Listen Clark, I know you want to do the right thing. And I also know we taught you never to punch down-"
"Which still sounds werid to me. But I get it." he said with a shrug. "Dad I can bench press the truck with one hand. And this guy is made of crystals, what if I accidentally break this guy?" he asked in a slightly panicked voice.
Jonathan set his hand on his shoulder, "I know son, I know, but look. This guy is in your weight class, you know what that means?" he asked. Clark shook his head.
"Listen. When I was in basic training, I was sparing with this guy. Kowalski, he head butted me in training and I just went for him." he explained, Clark looking at him in surprise. His father was the most calm men he's ever met, then again he knows Yang so…
"Listen Clark, one day your gonna be able to do something you've never done before. One day you'll not have to hold back...cut loose...and trust me son, that day you'll finally see what your really made of. The day you see Red? You'll find out what you truly are." he explained.
"I'm not saying this guy is it son. But he's also not someone you can just stop by pushing him. It's not always black and white, it's usually just shades of grey. You understand son?" he asked.
Clark let the information sink in before nodding. "Yeah….I think so." he said nodding. Looking down at the crystal, he placed it back inside the trunk before standing up. "Thanks dad." he said gratefully before speeding away.
Jonathan smiled, hoping that he gave his son the right advice he needed.
(000)
Using a combination of both his X-ray vision abc super hearing, Clark walked through Smallville, searching for the assailant from earlier. The worst case is that he attacks first and Clark just lays there and takes it, that way people don't ask questions about it.
But unfortunately after scanning the entire town he had come up with nothing. The dust shop he had wrecked earlier was still cordoned off and all the dust had been moved to another location.
But what Clark found odd was why he found him in a dust shop of all places if it's infused into him? "Better yet, why didn't he keep fighting even after I got knocked down that hill?" he muttered to himself, biting his thumb while he thought of it. "Unless…..he needs it."
It would make sense that he robbed the dust shop so he could become fully powered. And the only other place to get Dust anywhere near Smallville is the one near the town limits.
Making sure no one was around, Clark ran out of the town at Super Speed towards the store. Looking in the store he saw the man was walking out the back door with a few crystals, the wound on his chest had been healed as well.
Turning a corner around the building, Clark threw his shoulder into the man, swinging him flying into the forest nearby. Speeding over to him as he rolled onto his own two feet, the man grinned. "Heh, I was wondering if that was all the fight you had in you." he does, his arms once again crystallizing themselves.
"Yeah about last time." Clark started before he sped up close to him, sending a left hook into Talon, following up with a uppercut and then shooting his fist forward into his sternum, knocking the wind out of him. "I didn't want to hurt you, my mom and dad taught me never to punch down." he explained before grabbing him by his shirt and throwing him into the side of a tree, causing it to topple over.
The man stood up grinning, "Oh ho ho ho, I've been wanting a good fright for months now. So don't go holding back on me now kid." he challenged excitedly. Clark raised his arms in a boxer like position. Talon raised his palms, electricity shooting out if his palms at Clark.
Blocking the blow with his forearms, Clark made his way forward, fighting against the electrical current he charged forward and knocked Talon's hands away, giving him the opening to land a solid kick to Talon's chest making him drag back across the ground.
Talon looked up at Clark before slamming his palms onto the ground, the crystals turning green. The ground beneath Clark started to sink, tearing his feet out from them he sprinted over to Talon but curled around him. Grabbing him by his feet he picked the man into the air and slammed him into the ground. Pulling him up, Clark jabbed a first into his chest, making Talon double over before charging into Clark.
Head butting Clark in the chin, Talon made his arms hard as he could before attacking again. And Clark took it, but also didn't let him be used as a punching bag, ducking under a punch he shot both his fists into Talon's gut before slamming a reverse axe handle upside his head.
Growing up in Smallville you know what the hardest part growing up was? Rough schools. Clark thought with a small grin as he picked up the downed tree and threw it towards Talon. Blocking it with a slab of earth, he lowered it to find the young man had disappeared. "Now where did you go?"
"Here." Clark answered before pushing him up into the air a few feet. Sprinting under him, Clark sucked in a breath of air and used it to send Talon higher up into the air. Leaping up into the air he went up past the man, clasping his hand together he raised his arms over his head before swinging them down into Talon, sending him back down to the ground.
The impact shattered the ground around him, a crater formed around the man, groaning in pain as Clark landed close by. "Alright, I'm gonna ask this once. Who sent you down here to Smallville?"
The man breathed heavily as he grinned, "By god you're strong! Ugh, sure thing kid I'll tell ya. Don't know her name but she's at this warehouse in Vale. Near Cooper drive and Kings street." he answered, making Clark raise a eye at his answer.
"Oh…...thanks?" he replied, shocked he answered truthfully. He honestly expected some resistance but he wasn't expecting this.
"Boy you gave me a hell of a fight! Next time though I won't be so easy, got it?" he asked.
Oh sweet God I've found the make version of Yang. he thought in mock horror before putting the tree down on top of him so he couldn't move but also wasn't hurt. As Clark sped away, Talon laughed.
"Oh I like that one." he said, taking a breath as he left himself rest.
(000)
Clark usually would have spent a few minutes scouting out the building and try and find out what the best course would be. But q few seconds at supersede showed the place was devoid of people. So tearing down the front doors seemed appropriate.
Double checking to see there was no security cameras, he zoomed to the center of the room. Looking around he used his X-ray vision to look into the crates scattered around. They were filled with weapons, dust crystals, and other armaments, 'Well now, what have we here?' a speaker said.
Clark quickly scanned the room, there were no cameras but in the walls themselves were aura detectors. It was a more subtle security device, able to scan an entire area for Aura signatures or lackthereof, it usually came up as thermal cameras did, so they couldn't make out Clark's face.
"Who are you?" Clark asked loudly for the mystery woman to hear.
'Right now, that's not important. But you can call me…..the Queen.' the voice said, pondering momentarily. 'What I find important is that you walk like a man, you talk like a man, but from what I'm seeing….you're not a man.' the Queen said as Clark used his super hearing.
Maybe she was somewhere close by? Those scammers aren't exactly military grade so they have to have a limited range. Clark thought.
'From what I'm seeing, you don't have Aura. But somehow you were able to take out two of my people without it? With shear strength, speed, and durability? I've had my eye on you for a while, but what I want to know is what are you really?' she asked.
Clark narrowed his eyes, if he couldn't find her then the he had to settle for the next best thing. "I'm the guy who protects Smallville. And you send as many as your little henchmen as you want. I'll still stop it." he stated firmly, his eyes turning red once more.
Red beams shot out from his eyes, bring into the wall. Turning in a full circle, he sliced through the supports of the structure, effectively crippling the building. As the entire building began to crumble, Clark's eyes returned to normal before running out the building before it fell in on itself.
Moments later, a car pulled up beside the rubble. Fooling down the window, Cinder frowned as she let out a small growl of irritation. She didn't expect him to tear the damn building down, "Alright then, Smallville is off limits. For now." she said, rolling up the window.
(000)
"God. Damnit. Yang." Clark said loudly in his room. After getting back home he had gone up to his room after grabbing the crystal from his barn, he made his way to his room where his parents had placed his presents.
He decided to open Yang's first. Hair enough since he nearly roasted it earlier egg his Heat vision. And opening it, he found Yang's twisted sense of humor had no bounds.
Red trunks. Yang, his oldest friend in the world who is a girl, had went out of her way to buy him bright red undergarments.
She had actually in fact proudly bought them, going to the cashier and slamming them down on the countertop with a large grin on her face.
And the mere sight of them made him think of this. "Damn you Yang. Damn you." he said before tossing them aside. "Should have let them burn." he said with a small smirk.
Taking out the crystal. His looked up at it, his irises turning orange. His heat vision seemed to work a lot like his X-ray vision, he could dial it up and down depending on his will to do so. His lowest setting was invisible beams of heat like the one that set the preset on fire, and cranking up got the red beams like before.
Though unlike his X-ray vision he couldn't risk going full blast, at least not on the farm.
Letting the low setting year vision hit the crystal, he was careful as to not accidentally damage it. But he was surprised when the heat caused the crystal to light up like before. "Oh crap not again." Clark muttered as he let the light overtake him.
Instead of letters flashing in front of him, instead there was nothing at first. But writing began to appear as though it was being typed out. It read, 'By now, on this eightieth cycle of your new home planet, you have discovered you possess great abilities. Abilities that you alone possess, and no one else.' he read.
'My only hope is that you have found someone that cares for you with the love you need, the love you deserve. May you find happiness among them, may you bring peace to the world that is not your own. And find those you hold dear. Happy Birthday Kal-El.'
"Kal-El…...my name is…." Clark started, shocked that he finally found something that shows who he really was. As the light faded back to the crystal, he felt tears of joy leak out of his eyes.
"Kal-El. That's my name."
AN: Ok so I'm gonna rant about the newest episode so wearing for those who haven't seen it. We good? Ok.
WHAT THE SHIT MERCURY!? YOU GODDAMN PIECE OF DOG CRAP! YOU WHINY LITTLE BITCH!
Oh god I needed that. Sorry, but look, real talk. If you're worried about Yang, you need to remember that she and him go to a COMBAT school, literally she faces death every time she goes out on a mission. The only reasons the guards showed up was to restrain her, just like a teacher would.
Now I know people are worried about what everyone will think of her, but just remember as soon as everyone sees Cinder and her team for what they really are, it won't matter.
Plus it's a broken leg. This is a world where they make a girl out of robot parts. Worst case they use super medicine or somthing to heal him up, and that's if his Aura can't do it by itself.
Worst case? RWBY is disqualified from the tournament, Yang gets some shit for it, she can't step on tournament grounds, and this all gets revoked once Cinder is brought into the light.
She's yang, the girl who literally went to extremes to find her mother, whom she doesn't even know wants her, when she was like eight or something. She can handle this.
She isn't going to be expelled, put in jail, or become a fugitive. If those were even on the table Qrow would bail her out of that.
So stay calm for now, we'll see what happens to her in a few weeks. Until then, as she would say, YANG in there.
Admit it. She would say that.
Also, let me explain why Clark got his but handed to him if you didn't understand. Clark is able to bend steel with his hands. Now you come across someone who can do what Talon does (not related to the batman character in any way before anyone asks) and he's not sure if his normally reduced strength could seriously hurt him.
So what do you do? You hit him as little as possible and hope you don't break him. And the whole 'punching down' thing, it just means fighting someone who's beneath you. It's like if batman beat the snot if if a kid pickpocket. Basically don't go overkill.
But as someone who used to get picked on in elementary school, trust men when u say it gives you time to think of what you'd do them if you where strong as them, if not stringer. So the whole Smallville has rough school thing does make sense. Also it's a earth one reference.
Also, I'm thinking of having the iffical Superman shield the one from the new 52. Do you guys like that one? You can either leave a review or pm me to share your thoughts.
Until next time guys:)