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Alice and Emma had walked into the building that was on the end that had come from that Dr. Virgil Swann. They both were a little excited and slightly apprehensive about speaking and learning about those strange symbols. She knew they were directly tied to who she was and her past, and Emma and her own people were connected in their own way.
Virgil Swann was waiting for Alice, and at first, he had seemed taken aback to see Emma with Alice before he had quickly changed. He could clearly see and understand Emma had her own kind of connection.
"Thank you for coming Ms. Kent and. . ." Swann had been saying before looking to Emma.
"Willowbrook. I'm Emma Willowbrook."
"Ms. Willowbrook," he had said, and he had made a gesture to have them follow after him to get to another room.
The room was much larger, and he went to the center console to project the images of what could have been the night sky around them.
"Ms. Willowbrook," he had said to Emma as he had gestured to a part of the sky that had seemed to possess a noticeable hole. "You may recognize that constellation. . ."
"The Wolf," she said. "In the creation myth, it was the birthplace of my people. Of course I know that constellation."
"I've been searching for alien life my whole life," Swann had explained to them. "I would stare out into space and wonder. Wondering if anyone was out there. . .then, twenty years ago, I got my answer."
That was when he had looked directly at Alice.
"The day of the meteor shower," he said.
"The day where The Wolf's heart was gone," Emma had agreed.
"One of my receiving stations picked up a faint signal," Swann had continued to explain. "It took me years to decrypt it, but, I, finally, discovered a mathematical key built into the transmission."
"Can you read it?" Alice had asked him.
"Yes," he had said to her, and he showed them the key to unlock any of those messages. "This is Kal-El of Krypton. Our infant daughter. Our last hope. Please protect and deliver her from evil."
Those words had a profound effect on Alice. Her whole life she had wondered about her birth parents and what they had thought about her when she had been born, and she had wondered about what had caused them to send her to Earth. Those words spoke volumes to her. Her birth parents had loved her, and a horrible even that had caused their star to go out was the only thing that would have made them separate from their only daughter. They were desperate parents who had hoped she would live a good life in their memory.
Swann had been studying her very carefully, and he could notice how she had reacted to those words.
"I've always what had happened to that child," Swann had said to her. "Did she survive that journey? Is she living among us?" He had paused for a moment. "Then, I learned that the new Vice President and her husband who was a farmer had adopted a daughter following the meteor shower, and I learned that daughter had the ability to bring out the best in people after the destruction caused by the explosion by the particle accelerator. I'm relieved to know that child had in fact survived. . ."
Six years ago, Smallville, Kansas. . .
Alice was sitting on her own in the upper loft of the old barn that her parents had called her "Fortress of Solitude." That early evening, she was very quiet as she was thinking more to herself. It was the day when she had been hit head on by a speeding vehicle and surviving from it. She had no idea what was truly going on with her, and she was really starting to understand she was not like most people.
Her father went to sit next to her, and he had been holding an old metal box like it had the possibility to change everything within their lives.
"You know. . ." Her father had been saying to her. "Your birth parents. . ." That was enough to make Alice suddenly pay attention to him. She had always wanted to know more about her parents and who she was. "They weren't from. . .Kansas. . ."
Alice had tipped her head to the side as she had looked at her father. "Then where were they from?"
Her father did not say anything for several moments, and he had looked rather meaningfully at the sky above them.
"Wait. . ." Alice had said in some disbelief. "What are you saying? I'm an alien?" Her father did not say anything more to her, but his silence spoke volumes. "Where did you keep my ship? The attic?"
"Storm cellar. . ."
Her father had led her to the old storm cellar and to the one spot she was never allowed to be in. Alice helped him remove the old tarp, and she could see that old and damaged ship that had been made from some kind of an otherworldly metal.
"This was how you came into our world, Allie," her father had quietly said to her.
Alice went over to it to lightly touch its metal with a shaking hand. It might have been the reason why she had been so different. Her father had opened the box, and he pulled out another piece of otherworldly metal that had strange symbols carved into it.
"This was with you," he told her. "No one has ever been able to translate it. . .yet. . ."
"From another world. . ." Alice was so upset that her voice became emotionless.
Her father had pulled her into a tight hug, reading why she had been so upset.
"This proves what we believed about you," he told her. "You're not just anyone. One day, you're going to have to make a choice. You have to decide what kind of woman you want to grow up to be. Whoever that woman is, good character or bad, is gonna change the world."
Alice went back to their apartment, and she had actually pulled out that old metal box. She took out that old piece of metal to translate those symbols. It took her an hour to figure it all out, and she became very grim and very quiet.
"You okay?" Emma had asked her.
"It's a message from my birth father," Alice said curtly. "But. . .I'm sure I'm reading it wrong."
"Why?" Emma had asked her. "What does it say?"
Alice took a deep breath. "On this third planet from this star Sol, you will be a god among men. They are a flawed race. Rule them with strength, my child. That is where your greatness lies." She had closed her eyes for a moment as she let out a breath. "I was sent here to conquer. . ."