The Boy Who Fell From The Sky
Chapter Fifteen
Clark was busy fencing the corn fields south of their farm when he heard the sound of one of their quad bikes off in the distance. Turning around to squint in the direction of the sound he smiled as he saw the rider. He turned back to scan the ground, x-raying to make sure it was just soil and slammed the last post five feet deep.
Straightening back up he waited for his visitor, enjoying the hot afternoon sun on his back. Tony stopped near him and climbed off the bike, he was reminded of their first meeting all those years ago.
Still smiling Clark moved forward to embrace his brother, "Hey Tony!" he said as they hugged and pulled back. "When did you get back?" It had been almost a month since he had last seen Tony. There was a project in LA that he had been focusing on and it took up most of his time. Clark missed Tony, his parents were great to go to for moral support but anything that Clark wanted to talk about regarding growing up as an awkward, super-powered Alien and the trouble it brought to him, he went to Tony first.
Yes the man was neither magical, nor an alien but Tony had the ability to listen without judgement and offered his own insight onto Clark's problems. His dad, as much as he loved him, had a tendency to caution against the discovering of his secret first, then offer advice second. Tony balanced that out by first telling him not to do anything that he himself did at Clark's age then encouraging him to go with with his gut. Tony trusted Clark to be smart enough to not make stupid decisions. It meant the world to the boy who could bend a telephone pole in half with his bare hands.
In fact Tony was the reason that Clark was going on his first date soon, with his advice Clark had gained the confidence to ask his long time crush Lana Lang to the spring formal.
"Hey Kid," said Tony returning the hug with authority. "I just landed and came straight down, I really need to build a personal airstrip down in Smallville, the drive from Metropolis to here after the flight from LA was torture! How've you been?" Tony said all of this in one breath and with a straight face making Clark smile wider.
"Same old, same old," he replied shrugging nonchalantly. "You know; school, work occasional saving an old lady crossing the road. You should have called me when you landed, I could have got you here in ten minutes," he bragged without arrogance. "I recently clocked 500 miles per hour," he tapped the small device strapped to his wrist disguised as a cool watch but was actually a piece of Stark Tech which was made specifically to measure his vitals and clock his speed. Tony had given it to him for his sixteenth birthday along with a Ferrari which his father had made him return.
Tony grimaced at the mention of his superspeed. "Yeah, I saw when you clocked that," true to Tony's nature he had JARVIS linked to his wrist strap constantly feeding Tony updates on Clark's wellbeing. "and I'll pass on the pickup. I've experienced that and I I'm not looking for a repeat."
Clark grinned back at him and moved back to collect his tools for fencing, which consisted of a tape measure and nothing much else, he himself was the saw, spade and mallet so nothing much else was needed, which his dad envied him for since he had to actively hide his magic which was more conspicuous than Clark's powers.
"So the LA project done?" he asked absently and turned back to see the grin downturn on Tony's face. "What?"
"I didn't tell you what I was working on in LA, did I?"
Clark shook his head. "No, why?"
Tony turned around to look at the fields of corn that stretched on to the distance and sighed. "It was my dad's project, he had been working on it for a while and never completed it."
Clark moved closer. He no longer blamed himself for Howard's death but it still pained Tony to talk about him and Tony's pain was his pain.
"Tony, I..."
But the billionaire playboy stopped him with a shake of his head. "Howard's gone Clark," he said, his voice measured. "I don't miss him, it's more like I miss what could have been you know? That's what the man with the silver arm took from me." Clark shifted to stand next to Tony offering silent support. "He left this one project incomplete and surprisingly it wasn't a weapons project."
Clark was surprised at that. A more naive Clark had once asked Tony why he made things that killed people? Tony had surprised him with his answer.
"Clark I don't like the name they call me. The Merchant of Death? I hate it. But I'd rather my actions give me disgusting monikers, than my inaction cause the deaths of thousands of our sons and daughters who leave their home to fight rich people's wars in other people's country. I'd rather take the heat for my actions than my inaction leave our soldiers unarmed against our enemies."
It was grim statement but one that made Clark admire his older brother more. As if that was even possible.
"What was it?" he finally asked Tony.
"It was a renewable power source. An answer to our ever growing Energy Crisis," he answered turning to smile a grim smile at the teen who had blinked in surprise. "I know right? Howard Stark wanting to help the clean energy movement. And yet he did. Makes me wonder what other secrets he kept from us.
"Anyways, he did start constructing something. He called it The Arc Reactor. He used a huge supply of palladium as a core for a giant power station that he built in LA. Only he never completed it, he got stuck and left it, choosing to work, again, for the Pentagon."
Clark grinned at that. "But you figured it out, didn't you?"
Tony matched his grin. "In three minutes, JARVIS counted. See the palladium wasn't stable enough on its own so I had a ring of gold built to surround the reactor. Gold is inert and it's a conductor so I drew up the plans and the shipment has been delivered," his smiled dimmed once more. "just waiting on me."
"I actually got most of that," Clark replied proudly before his last sentence sank in. "Waiting on you in... LA, right?" he asked hesitantly.
Tony sighed and nodded his head. "Unfortunately yes. Over two years of work has already been put into it there and if I wanted to start from scratch here then I would have to put in that same amount, the reactor can't be shifted, something that will change once I get this down but I need to make the prototype first in order to - "
"Tony, stop," Clark interrupted, Tony had been rambling in his need to explain why he was leaving, which he had never done before, maybe being around Ms Danvers he had picked up some of her traits, Tony's PA for the last six months was a very put together woman but when she lost her cool, she tended to ramble until someone stopped her. Tony had told him he found it cute, which was a little disconcerting for him. Tony had never described a woman as cute, only hot or frigid, or brilliant in the case of Clark's mom. "It's okay if you have to go to LA to finish this project," he assured the older man. "If you think I'm angry or disappointed that you're doing something for your father than you're mistaken. For all his faults this looks like the one thing that your dad didn't design with War in mind. That you want to complete his work makes me proud Tony, not disappointed."
Tony stared at him for a moment before scowling and turning around to kick a stray rock with his two thousand dollar shoes. "Damn it!"
Clark smirked and shook his head at the shorter man's back. "You were hoping I wouldn't want you to go?" he asked already knowing the answer.
Tony sighed looked down as the setting sun outline his stature against the oranging sky. "I was hoping that I could use you as an excuse to tell my dear mother that I was needed here," he admitted grudgingly.
Clark stepped up beside him once more. "Tony I will always need you," he said softly gazing off into the distance, at the ball of fire that gave him his abilities. "You're my brother," the matter of fact way he said it made Tony look up. "But I know that your world doesn't just include me."
"You're a big part of it," he said and Clark could swear the man was getting choked up. He couldn't have that.
"Oh c'mon, LA is your scene right?" he cajoled the dark haired inventor. "Two weeks there, with all the stars and the night life and you'll forget all about this small town in Kansas."
Tony snorted. "If that was meant to be a joke, then you've got to work on your punchlines," he said but still grinned back. "Besides I'm not leaving forever, mom's staying and I'll be here every other weekend or the squirt will burn the barn down," Clark smirked at the mentioned of his sister's rare but epic tantrums, he hooked an arm around Clarks shoulders. "and I've got to know how your first date goes right?"
Clark couldn't help but blush at that. "It's just a dance at the formal," he said with a small voice.
"Which you're taking your childhood crush to," he retorted back. "Believe me kid, I wish I had the experience you're going to have. By your age I was already halfway through MIT. So I'm gonna live vicariously through you. Better show Miss Lang a good time, eh."
If he could get any redder he would. Tony just continued.
"I feel obligated to say, but not too much of a good time or Mr Kent will have my head."
It was official he was now the most embarrassed Alien in the world. Mortified he tried to get out.
"It's... uh...it's getting dark, the... the quad doesn't have lights," he stammered through as Tony grinned.
Finally he relented and nodded. Mounting the quad and patting the back. "Get on, Kara's at the house, you superspeed over and she'll notice, womens smarter than my AI and she's already too curious about you."
Clark shrugged grateful for the change in subject. "I could always speed to the barn, but sure, better to be safe."
He climbed on behind Tony and the older man opened up the throttle, shooting off into the sunset.
Kara Danvers, as was her duty when she was over at the Kent's, was tending to a three year old. Little Lily Marie usually chose to monopolize her time as soon as she entered the house.
This time around she was pouting as she hadn't been over to see the little angel for a month. Her time at Stark Industries was a journey but one of the biggest surprises was the involvement of this family in her life.
She had been at first very surprised to learn exactly who Clark was and where he lived.
Her second month of work, she had been rattling off Tony's schedule, most of which he had waved off for her to handle for him which was expected, but then a call had interrupted them. His call. He had picked up and had immediately started apologizing, which was a surprise in and of itself, she didn't even know the man had the word 'sorry' in his vocabulary.
A minute later he had ordered her to cancel all of their appointments and told her to call Happy to bring the car around. Finding this highly irregular, not mention the problems she would have to iron over for this one day of cancelled appointments, she had scurried after her boss demanding an explanation.
Finally fed up at his evasivness she had screeched at him that these appointments were important, he had paused halfway through the car door, and told her, quite sternly, that "No one, was more important than Lily." She had groaned to herself that of course this was female related, probably some ex who was late on receiving some hush money. She had been near tears begging him to see reason.
"Tony this meeting is with the Joint Chiefs discussing the new attack drones! I can't cancel on the Pentagon!"
Tony stared at her for half a second before sitting down and scooting over. "Get in!" he demanded.
She froze. "W-what?" she asked hesitantly.
Even if she couldn't see it, Kara could almost feel the roll of his eyes. "Get in Ms Danvers or you can start making up your own excuses for what to tell those stooges up at the Pentagon."
Kara shut up and shuffled in to the town car with as much dignity as she could manage. Thank Rao she couldn't sweat easily.
The door shut behind her. "Kent farm, Happy, on the double. It's Lily."
Happy didn't even look back but Kara had to hold onto something because of how fast the car shot out of the garage. Happy had driven her quite a few times, but never this fast.
"Tony..." she tried again as she got her bearings but stopped as he held up a finger and held up his phone to his ear.
"Yes, Colonel Rhodes please," he said into the receiver and her eyes widened at the name. James Rhodes was a liason between SI and the US Militarys Department of Aquisitions. She had been told to meet with him for this meeting.
"Yes," said Tony quite respectfully until. "Hey! Sourpatch, how're you doing?" he smiled into the phone making Kara just stare at him. "How's that girl you were seeing Sheila? Shawna?" There was mumble at the other end. "Rebecca? Oh that's right, how's she? Oh that's too bad. Listen buddy I need a favor. I had a meeting with the Joint Chiefs, well my assistant did," he winked at Kara who scowled at the infuriating man. "Yeah but something came up. Can you grab my files on the projects and meet up with those old geezers and tell 'em to keep their panties on, eh?"
Kara almost winced as she heard James Rhodes' angry response loud and clear. She was sure she would have heard it clearly even without her superhearing. But in the middle of his tirade Tony interrupted.
"Hey, hey, hey calm down bud, you know I wouldn't ask this if it wasn't important," he paused. "Well, I would but this time it is," he glanced at Kara who was worrying her bottom lip by now, then spoke softly into the phone. "It's Lily."
Kara almost had it. Who was this Lily?!
There was sigh from the other end. "Next time lead with that!" came the frustrated voice on the phone. "I'll take care of the Pentagon, you go prevent World War 3. And Tony?"
"Yeah Platypus?"
"Tell the Kent's I said Hi," was his parting words.
Tony smiled, actually smiled. "I will, bud. See you, man."
"Bye Tony."
And the line went silent.
Tony looked at her and smirked. "There you go, Ms Danvers. The pentagon meet is handled. Was there any other appointment that couldn't be rescheduled?" she just shook her head. Wondering if she mentioned her two o'clock haircut appointment, would he hire a hair dresser to fly in from Thailand.
Before she could get a question in edgewise the car started slowing down. Kara glanced out the window and was surprised to see no skyscrapers in sight.
"We're here," said Tony unnecessarily, then he glanced at her feet. "You might want to do something about that," he quipped with a smile indicating her heels. Tony opened the door to a bright sunny day and hopped out.
Kara did the same and immediately stumbled, the road wasn't muddy but it was no pavement, she grabbed onto the car using it to stablise herself, making sure not to leave any dents and crept her way over to the other side to see Tony already heading into the large house next to the parked car. Before he could open the door, it flung open and a middle aged woman with graying hair popped out.
"Oh Tony I'm so sorry to bother you, but Johnathan and Martha took the weekend to celebrate their anniversary and usually I can handle her but... " she trailed off regretfully. Kara was surprised, the woman was beautiful, her age not detracting from her beauty but she had no idea that Tony preferred women so much older than him. His next words put paid to that theory.
"How long has she been asking for me?" he asked the woman hastily at Kara finally climbed onto the wooden steps allowing her to find her balance once more on her heels.
The older woman hesitated for a minute. "Three days," she admitted shame faced. "She said it's been too long but we managed to convince her that you were too busy right now."
Kara could see Tony shake his head. "I'm never too busy for Lily, Andy," said Tony firmly. "You know that."
Andy dropped her voice down to a whisper, glancing momentarily at Kara, but she heard her loud and clear. "She's been having outbursts Tony. Violent ones. It's not uncommon, especially with such powerful parents but we didn't want you to get hurt."
"Lily won't hurt me," there was steel in Tony's voice that she had never heard before, it sort of terrified and thrilled her simultaneously. At the same time, her Alien brain was also processing other information. What outbursts? Powerful Parents?
Andy sighed. "You don't know that, Tony."
"Yes I do!" he insisted. "Now are you going to let me see my sister?"
Wait.
What?
Sister?!
"I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to," Andy answered ruefully and stepped aside as Tony almost broke down the door in his hurry to get inside.
Kara stepped up next to the door and was about to ask the woman exactly what was going on only for a loud squeal to echo through the house.
"Tony!"
The sound assaulted her sensitive ears and she rushed to open the door and step inside.
What she saw next shocked her to the core.
She saw a toddler, a little baby girl with dark brown curls and the greenest eyes she had ever seen, red rimmed, with rosy cheeks stained with dried tears stumble down the second floor landing stairs at the bottom of which Tony stood.
At the sight of her boss the toddler let off that elated squeal of his name again and jumped from the third step with full abandon and somehow, someway landed
in Tony's outstretched arms.
He didn't even flinch as the three year old missile slammed into his chest. He just held her to his body as the girl broke down in his arms, sobbing about how much she had missed her bwother and how no one wanted to call him for days.
It honestly broke the Kryptonians heart. She was so cute and yet so sad at the same time, it was pretty obvious that she adored the ground her older brother? walked on and yet it was also obvious that Tony worshipped the ground that he allowed her little feet to fall on. It was ridiculously adorable and she found herself astonished at this hidden side of her boss.
Then she met those bright green eyes with her own sky blues, over Tony's shoulder and Rao, she was smitten. The girl, without any effort and unbeknownst to her or Kara, just gained, yet another, Kryptonian protector.
That day after meeting Lily Marie Kent, watching Tony give her the undivided attention that he normally reserved only to his manic induced projects, being invited to play with them and struggling to control her giggles when the three year old made the great Tony Stark play tea party with her.
Then struggling to contain her surprise when the man actually sat in the undersized chair and indulged in the child's demands. Seeing a smile on Tony's face that wasn't sultry, cheeky or conniving but genuine and sweet. Meeting Clark Kent again in the afternoon when he came home from school. Then seeing Tony split his attention between the two or more like seeing another join Tony in showering attention onto the cute, bubbly brown haired angel, Kara's opinion on Tony Starks character was forever changed.
When they got back in the car, she expected him to ask her to never mention that incident again in embarrassment or to not even acknowledge the six hours they spent at a farm house entertaining a toddler. When happened instead was something that awoke a feeling in Kara that she didn't feel like identifying at the moment.
Tony closed the door to the car and looked straight across the seat at her. There was no smirk, no teasing grin or even a glint of mischief in his eyes. He was dead serious.
"Kara, I don't know you. I know that you're from Midvale. That you're the eldest daughter of two to one Jeremiah and Eliza Danvers and that you were a promising reporter at CatCo before deciding to come and work for me. I don't know why you want access to my AI but over the last month you have done more for my company than my entire PR Team has been able to do in the last year.
Now I know that you didn't come to Stark Industries to be a glorified secretary and I don't even care if you want access to my accounts so that you can rob me blind."
As Kara shook her head trying to deny his accusations but he stopped her.
"No actually here," he whipped out his phone and held it in front his face. "Jay. Executive Access. Face, Retinal and Vocal scan. Give unlimited access to Kara Danvers to all of my accounts."
"T-Tony please..." Kara tried but he wasn't having it.
'Access Granted,' came the familiar voice that had been a constant presence during her work hours for the last month. "Kara Danvers now has full access to all of Stark Industries Accounts.'
Tony dropped his phone and met her eyes with a steely gaze. "There, last I checked I had 12.4 Billion in my accounts, take as much as you want." He pointed out at the farm house where they could see, in the slowly darkening light, Lily's window illuminated. "But that house, that family? That little girl? The Kid? That's my wealth. That's my heart and that's my everything. If you try and take, or hurt, even one hair on any of that family's head then you'll be in for a fight."
Meeting those eyes, seeing that fire, for the first time since being stranded alone in an alien world with her home destroyed, Kara felt actual fear. A chill ran down her spine. She had witnessed his brilliance, she had seeing his capabilities first hand. In the first month she had recognized his genius to be on par with some of the best scientists on Krypton. And despite being the strongest woman on the planet Kara realized that even if he knew who she really was, if she actually went to threaten the Kent's, he would find a way to take her down.
At that point she felt the urge to reveal all to him, if only just to get this piercing, intense,
almost hostile look directed off of her but she kept shut, meeting his eyes head on and trying to non-verbally communicate to Tony that her search had absolutely nothing to do with the Kent's.
Slowly the intensity melted and the familiar, if reserved, face of her boss appeared. She didn't expect an apology for his behavior and he didn't give one. Turning to Happy who had been, not so discreetly, listening in Tony told him to go.
Tensions finally cooled as they left Smallville and Kara decided to inject some levity into the situation. She picked up his previously dropped phone.
"So, I have access to all your accounts?" she asked waving the phone around.
Tony raised an eyebrow but the AI answered.
'Indeed Ms Danvers, not only to Mr Starks Bank Accounts but Executive Access grants you unrestricted access to all of Mr Starks Projects and Stark Industries main frame.'
Kara stared with wide eyes at Tony who shrugged nonchalantly.
Kara locked eyes with him for a minute contemplating her decision.
"So you're telling me, JARVIS is for me to command as well?"
Tony nodded and she almost grinned at the trepidatious look on his face.
"Well then," she adressed the AI. "JARVIS?"
'Yes, Ms Danvers.'
"My first request is that every morning, please make sure that there is a delivery of atleast a dozen assorted donuts on my desk ready before I arrive. You know the ones I like."
'I do, miss.'
Tony just stared at her dumbfounded as she gave her orders.
"The second request is I would appreciate it if you drop the formalities when addressing me in private. I am Kara to my friends. But only if you want," she qualified.
The AI hesitated for a moment even as Tony's eyes got bigger and bigger. 'I-I will try, Ms Danvers.'
Kara grinned at both Tony and the phone. "Thats all I ask. Now the last request? Is to remove my access to all of Mr Starks accounts and rescind the Executive Access order that Mr Stark gave me previously."
Tony's jaw dropped.' At once Ms Danvers.' The was a note of amusement in the AI's tone that made Tony scowl at the phone and come out of his stupor.
Kara passed his phone over and decided to share atleast part of the truth with Tony.
"I don't want access to JARVIS to steal from you, Tony," she said with a grim smile. "I want his help to find my cousin."
Tony frowned at that. "Cousin?"
Kara nodded debating on how much to reveal. "I was thirteen when my Aunt Lara and Uncle John had Kal. I was the designated babysitter but I didn't mind. Dad and Uncle John were brothers and we all lived under the same roof and spent a lot of time together. I didn't have any siblings so Kal was like my little brother.
A few months after Kals first birthday, a meteor storm hit our town, one of the meteors hit our house, it wasn't big but the fire it caused caught us unaware causing us to be trapped inside. Uncle John and Aunt Lara were hurt badly.
Mom and Dad were suffocating. Kal was having trouble breathing. They managed to make a hole small enough for me to climb through and escape but there wasn't anywhere for them to go. My Mom and Dad made me promise that I would protect Kal, raise him according to our tradition and teach him our culture. Then they told me to run with Kal, while their house burned down, my family with it."
The tears had been silently flowing as she looked straight ahead and remembered the destruction of Krypton.
"But, the Danvers...?" Tony asked aghast, his voice hushed in light of her story.
Kara smiled a mirthless smile. "I'm adopted," she admitted. "Because of what happened with Kal, I was put with the Danvers in witness protection, the records are sealed, that's why JARVIS couldn't find evidence of my adoption."
"What happened?" he asked softly. "To Kal, I mean."
Kara turned to stare at the darkening country side rushing past them as she gathered her thoughts. "The Ambulance took us to the nearest hospital and they put Kal on oxygen." She recalled Kals sleeping form in his pod as they sent him off. "I had some minor burns and scrapes but I was inconsolable. I had lost both my parents and my aunt and uncle. We had both been orphaned in minutes and our home, was gone."
Kara was surprised to feel a hand take hers in his own, she looked up to see Tony's eyes shone in concern, the look felt alien on him but it brought her comfort, even if it was coupled with guilt because she was lying to him.
"They told me I had passed out, but when I woke back up and went to check on Kal all I found was an empty incubator. I raised the alarm and asked where my cousin was, but no body knew.
"It became a federal case and for some reason their evidence pointed to it being a tragetted attack at my family. I was put with the Danvers and I had to leave the hunt for Kal up to the authorities." She had no more tears left as Happy pulled into the Metropolis branch of Stark Industries building. Kara locked bloodshot eyes with Tony's surprisingly understanding ones. "They never found him."
Tony was quiet as the car was parked. As they came to a stand still though, he picked up his phone again.
"JARVIS?"
'Yes sir.'
"Show Ms Danvers to your mainframe, hack into any agency you need to, FBI, CIA, Homeland Security, I don't care. You know how to cover you tracks," he looked up into Kara's bright blues that shone a little brighter. "We'll find him, Kara. I promise."
He had followed through on that promise and she had called up Agent Coulson to make sure that when JARVIS eventually hacked into SHIELD he would find the same info in her sealed records as she had told Tony. Kara wished she hadn't had to lie to Tony, her motivations that she had explained to Tony was genuine, she only left that little part out about being from another planet, who was looking for her cousin who was yet again another alien.
She was shaken out of her ruminations by the loud sound of a quad arriving back from the farm.
"Tony's back!" squealed the tiny Kent as she jumped out of her bed, anger forgotten and ram to the window. "They're not coming in!" she whined and Kara got up to check and saw she was right, they were walking towards the barn where Clark slept.
Figuring Clark needed some brotherly advice from Tony, Kara decided to distract the little girl who seemed to have thankfully forgiven her absence. Surprisingly she was always more interested in the latest projects Stark Industries were working on, especially if Tony had a hand in them. So she flipped open her Stark Tab and showed the excitable child the prosthetic limb project Tony had been working on. The kid bounced up in the bed and listened attentively as Kara explained what they were working on.
As Tony powered down the quad and made to get off after Clark the teen in question stopped him.
"Hey Tony," he asked hesitantly.
Immediately red flags started popping up in Tony's mind. "Whats up kid?" he asked cautiously realizing this was an important moment.
"I... uh... I was wondering if you could help me with something?"
Tony frowned. This seemed to be more than asking some girl out. "Sure bud, what's up?" he asked without hesitation.
He went to answer but bit his lip. "You know, maybe... just come with me?" he turned to start walking towards the barn.
Tony stayed put. "Kid, what?" Clark stopped in his tracks.
He turned back and looked at Tony imploringly in the growing darkness. "Tony, trust me, please?"
Well shit, thought Tony, but of course he got off the bike and walked after him. "Lead the way."
Tony was expecting Clark to lead him into the loft where they usually went to talk but was surprised when he walked around it to go behind. As far as he knew there was nothing back there but crop fields but he followed the teen alien further out and then stopped when the kid did, staring out into the distance.
"Here," said Clark handing him a piece of paper.
Tony raised an eyebrow and glance down at the paper. It was a little difficult to see in the growing darkness so Tony whipped out his phone and used its light.
"Clark's ride is in the storm cellar behind the Kent Farm barn?" read Tony now supremely confused, he looked up at the kid. "You guys don't have a storm cellar, right?"
Clark smiled a secret smile then nodded ahead. "Look."
And in front of Tony's eyes a hole opened up in the ground and seemed to spit out the frame and door of a olden style, two door storm cellar.
"What the hell?" he managed to utter as he glanced from a now grinning Clark Kent to the amazing dissappearing, or appearing, storm cellar. "H-How?"
"Magic," came the predictable reply but Tony was too stunned to even roll his eyes at the oft-offered explanation for what usually went on behind the scenes at the Kent Farm.
And the teen ran to the cellar at normal speeds. "Come on, I want to show you something."
Tony shook off his surprise and trudged after the excitable youth. "What?" he asked fearing another feat of magical wonder that his science inclined mind refused to comprehend.
He watched as Clark grabbed the padlock and pulled on it, breaking the lock and removing the chain holding the door closed. The dark haired boy with sky blue eyes looked up with a mischievous grin and answered.
"The ship that I came to Earth in."
Hey guys. It's been a while huh. Well I told you I could get stuck on a few fics and not update as frequently. But to make up for it I managed to double my usual word countfor this chappy. Hope it's appreciated.
So there's a concern that I wanted to address for my story. A reviewer sent a review that I can't reply to since they didn't activate their PM function so I'm gonna have to reply here.
Wisefox: You requested for me to stay away from giving wizards power levels. I will, unfortunately, find that hard to do since wizard power levels is Canon in HP. How many times has Dumbledore been called the most powerful/greatest wizard alive with Voldermort being a close second?
And by making Harry a more powerful wizard I'm by no means undermining magicals like Hermione or Andy. In fact I think that a more powerful wizard is handicapped by that power because a less powerful wizard could strive to learn more than the person who is just dependent on his power alone. Knowledge after all is Power.
Now a lot of this argument includes elements of the plot of my story so I won't say any more but understand that power levels do exist in the Wizarding World and Harry had proven to be more powerful because he is capable of producing a corporeal Patronus at thirteen years old which is quite a feat as most characters in HP admit.
So I appreciate your review but I think your understanding of the Canon might be wrong.
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