Earth-38
Argo City
Dis-fogged terrains of darkness. Only lived as the pure bundled joy. Mia remains poised in air. The latter whom is next to Clark. Whilst William is beside her on the other side. The immense beauty of mini-skyscrapers. They also perceive seemingly slums, that are within limits of supplies to sell. Many people shuffling their legs, moving in random directions that the three. Clark, Mia, and William are imputed in a spacecraft.
"So beautiful", William remarks, looking down the paves by the window-screen. "It's like Metropolis but more interpreted on a variety of services".
"Yeah. When I brought Lois here, she was stunned at the beauty you say", said Clark. His eyes shifted to Mia's end, which was at similar direction to William's. "Are you two sure you want to meet them?".
"Uncle Clark. I've waited my life to meet my them, even him. After so many years of holding a considerable grudge on him", William expresses. He turns his gaze to a straight onward line, next to turn back to his uncle. "I really thank for you giving us a lift".
"It's the least I can do for you two", said the Man of Steel. "You two seem eager. Well...". His attends direct on Mia. "...not so close for one of you. Mia?".
Mia snaps back from her subconscious thoughts. "Sorry?".
"Are you prepared to see what's ahead of you?", Clark questions.
Mia, having her eyes peered at Clark, turns back to her front gaze. Reflecting her thoughts in a kind of subconscious land marked inside her, she thinks back to the many years she grew in each step in the growing plant. Visions of flashbacks plaster inside her head. Drawn breathe as a baby, birthed from Oliver and Kara. Her age rising. Being sent to a land, in Earth, an outcast from all other sections of the planet's continents. Trained by Nyssa through vigorous rocky work on her skills, with no powers. Later trained by Diana of Themyscira, to sway her own powers in her mastered state in control. Then her subsequent runs into new people in the later years. Including her parents.
Mia splats her eyes wide open, again snapped into reality by Clark's voice.
"Have you slept well?", Clark asks.
"Not sleeping never drains me", Mia proclaims, amusing William as he fancies the liking of her acting just like her father, with certain sets of abilities given from her mother. "It was meditation".
"Of course it was meditation. You always perform it in our weeks spent in fixing the Waverider, from the wasted district land", said William.
"We can end it because we've reaching our end point", Clark announces, propelling the ship's thrusters in a steeply reduction downwards, whilst covering on going straight.
Clark's aircraft makes its land in perimeter, near the fully constructed plot.
The latter, tagged with William and Mia, step out of the ship, re-parking their postures in stands, eyeing on one building they intended to sit next to. A Kryptonian texture parted in a a building what looks to be one as a quartered-sized monument-tower.
"Are we in the right place?", William asks.
"This is where me and Lois settled in a place we lived for quite a joying year. A bad year for Kara, but inclined that she could handle it all on her own", said Clark. "Speaking of Kara...". The latter directs the two's attention to look at three adults. One female propping up a baby, tabbed in a comfy red blanket, that's stripped with blue linings.
Mia and William beamed their eyes in awe, wrestling to find how they can introduce themselves. In which Clark noticed it in merely a second.
"Come on", Clark gestures.
The two followed Clark, in slow baby steps, as they ponder how they'll tell them in such a fashion of proving them.
"Clark. Dear. I'm so joyed to see you again", an aged female expresses, wrapping her arms around Clark, whom did the same when he arrived at point.
"Same as I. Aunt Alura", Clark expressed back.
Following his parted hug from Alura, Clark moved onto embrace another female with one arm.
"Hey cuz", a cousin of Clark greets with a welcomed gesture, whilst also careful with the child she weights on one strong arm.
"Hi Kara", Clark retorts, smooching a peck on her head. His eyes then focus on the baby. "Isn't she adorable?". The four shared a great quality of a smile, sparked. He briefly rubbed on the baby-humanoid cub's head, which is worn of small knitted hat.
Clark's eyes lastly rotated to the man before him. The two embrace in a cheered hug. Both patting each other's backs.
"I see you've lived your end of the burden with my cuz, Ollie", Clark deemed.
"It's Oliver. To you", Oliver jokingly warned, in a stoic typical ego vocal sound. One that almost staged Kara in pursuit of a huge howl-laugh.
With the greetings slides aside, the four revolt their gazes on two figures, who are metres behind Clark.
"I didn't expect visitors to come to Argo City with you Kal", Kara deemed, thoroughly looking at the two who display a very nearly cry. To which Kara caught sight of.
"Thought we held an agreement that no outsiders, other than you, Lois or Thea to enter this region", Oliver recalls.
"Oh. They are not just guests Oliver. They are special guests", Clark objects, striking his views on Mia and William.
"Define the term special", Alura requests.
"They'll be more than happy to introduce you themselves. Trust me, even I was astounded when I heard their origins", said Clark, redirecting their gazes focally pointed to Mia and William. "Kids. Would you do the honours for yourselves?".
Oliver, Kara and Alura remain nose-edged on the two in front of them.
William and Mia's gazes were far the opposite of their welcoming facial put in shows.
William's words mumbled the tunes of almost mentioning 'dad', but he struggles. As did Mia. The two didn't know when or how to set about their establishment.
Oliver briefly heard the man's words jerked in merging with his breaking pitched tone.
"Dad?" Mia exclaims, recognising the facial features on his face, exacted when she encountered illusions and visions of him, and a realistic memory of him. Its frequency expanse directly shot at Oliver and Kara. The two whom both were perplexed in a high degree of shock.
Oliver soon heard a toned sound from the man beside her.
"Oh my God, Dad!", William exclaims, subjecting in a delighted-ecstasy unlike ever he imagined. He ran, in slow flecks, directing to Oliver's direction. "Dad!". He punches his stretched arms, wrapping Oliver in a hug that the latter didn't anticipate.
Kara glances to her left, watching William absorb his skin in hugging Oliver, prior to turning her gaze to Mia, whom stared fixedly at the both. Oliver was heavily confused but he tried to guess someone who would be one of the specified bunch to hug him.
"William?", Oliver exclaims, sensing the cries of the said name's utterance. "William?". He encloses his supposed sun in a fatherly hug.
Kara and Alura exchange glances, depicting a affection that appears to be real. They turned their gazes to Clark, whom was purposely left in a position to give the kids their opportunities.
For about six seconds, Oliver and William separate. Latter turns to Mia's point, the latter whom continued to peer on Oliver.
"Mia?", William calls, surprising Oliver, Kara, and Alura.
Oliver and Kara briefly watch over their baby daughter whom peers her two eyes upwards. They then raise to discern at the youthful lady metres away from them.
"Mia?", Oliver inquires to know.
Mia, simply and slowly, nodded weakly.
"How is this possible?", Kara asked bitterly, to Clark.
"They're from the future. The only two out of the three that barely survived from their escape", Clark addressed, although hesitant, knowing it'll anger Oliver.
Oliver and Kara exchange glances, in pained feelings of hurt in their eyes. They perceive a chance this saga will be one very variant, and effective to them, and would perhaps cause their lives to change.
A/N: This marks the end of this story. More will be released soon. I can assure that. My intent is focusing on Oliver and Kara's whole family. And a few conflicts. Not sure how I'd innovate the parts in this story, but I will figure something out.