Krypton
Tears fell down her cheeks as she looked down to the little bundle in her arms, it's what made her stand out. As she looked down to the small boy in her arms, no more than two days old. She had the brightest smile she ever had but she also had the saddest look in her eyes as she knew what she was about to do "Lara, it's time" she heard the voice of her husband say from behind her.
As she turned to face him and tear fell from her cheek and landed on her son's head, as the wet liquid fell against his skin. His eyes opened as he started to cry out, Lara smiled as she looked at the crying infant in her arms as he waved his arms around in an attempt to get attention. She cried a laugh as she gently lifted her hand in front of his face and waved her fingers in front of him "I can't Jor" she said as he seemed to forget about crying as the fingers seemed more interesting "I thought I could" she looked up to see Jor walking towards them, with a look just as sad as her own "But, now that he's here..." she started.
Jor didn't say anything as he stood right in front of them, he rested his head against hers as they both looked down their son "Lara, if he stays, he'll die with the rest of us" he said gently taking the baby from her arms "and we cannot delay, I have found a world for him" he said as he gently placed the infant in a small seat designed for someone his sizes.
Lara quickly stepped forward as Jor moved to small computer terminal by the side of small ship, a small ship with enough power to blast him across the universe. Lara reached out and gently brushed her finger against his cheek causing him to giggle, the sound of his laughter caused more tears to leave her eyes "the world I've found" Jor started as of liquid Geno rose up from the terminal and made an image of a planet that seemed full with life "it's two galaxies away, recently colonized by a seemingly intelligent population" he informed as the Geno of the world turned into the image of a person, a human "and it orbit's a yellow main sequence stars" he couldn't help but smile at that.
"he'll be an outsider" Lara said with a sand voice as she looked at her son "A freak. They'll kill him" she cried.
Jor gave her a sarcastic chuckle "how?" he asked "he'll be a god to them and most importantly, he'll be able to live a full, free life" he finished as he typed in the coordinates "he will be free of mistakes of are people" a bright white stream of light came down from a small device and went into his body "With the codex in his body, he is the template of are entire race" he picked up a Long blue crystal and inserted it into a small compartment of the ship "with the catalyst, he will have the legacy of are people with him"
He looked over to Lara who still had tears in her eyes as she starred into her sons' eyes. She turned to look at Jor before gently nodding and stepped back, without taking her eyes off her son. She lifted her hands up to her neck and pulled the command key form her neck and placed it neck to Kal's tiny hand causing him to giggle and her to allow more tears to fall "and with the command key only he can use it" he finished before gently placing his hand on Kal's head "goodbye my son, are hopes and dreams. Go with you" he smiled as he held Lara's hand.
Earth
Clark sighed as he rested his head against the school bus window, he was not even half way home and he could already hear Pete's big fat footsteps as he made his way down the bus, all set to start his round of making fun of people and just dragging them down. Not that it had any real effect on Clark, if he wanted to he could crush him with his pinky and not even sweat. He still didn't know how he could do those things he can do, despite his best efforts he wasn't able to find out how. But it's not that surprising, there's not much a fifteen-year-old boy could do apart from asking certain people or doing vague google searches. Even Clark who was far smarter than anyone else his age or even over his age in some cases.
Clark guessed he had a couple of minutes before Pete got to him, focus on the fields of grass and crops that seemed to go on forever, understandable considering it was Kansas he lived. But what he didn't know was that Kansas would become the birth place of the greatest hero in the world, well. Not the birth place but the place where the greatest hero in the world was raised and he was raised here by good people, some of the best he's ever known and that was in no way biased. The farming couple where good people, his dad was an Ex-Navy Seal and his mother was a stay at home mom who was tuff as nails and a back ground in nursing. A very odd matched couple but somehow it worked.
Clark remembers what they said when he asked how they met. His dad was on shore leave in L.A with some friends from his squad, heading into a club for a fun night of course ended in a drunken brawl that he had to break up and despite being able to break it up they still had to go to hospital and of course the nurse who looked after them first was Martha, it went without saying that Johnathan fell for her immediately and they hit it off. Over the course of three years they were together until Jonathan decided that he was tired of the battlefield and decided to retire at the rank of lieutenant and was honorably discharged from the army with a nice retirement package, not enough to last him forever so he decided that farming would be able to give him a live of bliss instead of fighting. As soon as he came home the first thing he did was propose, Martha instantly said yes and decided to move with him to get away from all the blood and guts of the hospital. They tried for a baby but they found out that Martha wasn't able to conceive a child, naturally she was heart-broken but it didn't take long for the two to decided do the next best thing and adopt.
That's where Clark came in, according to his parents he was adopted when he was a baby. They didn't know who his birth parents were, not that he really cared about that, the identity of his birth parents was never anything more a curiosity to him. Besides it's not like there where a lot of reasons as to why he was at whatever orphanage he was placed in, either it was because he was the mistake of a drunken one-night stand, his parents where drunks or drug addicts and unfit to raise him in the first place, and last simply because they didn't want him. Why would he want to know which of those options would be the right one? Besides, he was happy with his life. Good parents, good friends, good home and a good life.
"hey ass-wipe" Pete said as he shoved Clarks shoulder "what about you, did you see the game?" Clark couldn't help but roll his eyes at him as he turned his head.
"leave him alone Pete" a soft voice added, Clark allowed the slightest smile to form on his face as he looked across the small gap between the chairs to see one of those good friends and definitely the most beautiful friends he has, Lana Lang.
Pete scoffed as he turned to face her "oh what are you his girlfriend?" he asked getting a giggle from the other passengers on the bus, it went without saying that really stoked his ego despite said ego being as big as he was "I want to know what he has to say" he spoke.
"no Pete" Clark spoke turning to face him, still sitting down "I didn't see the game. I was working, like I usually do because I don't spend my free time in my room watching porn like you. I prefer the outdoors" he spoke making everyone in the bus burst into laughter at his words.
Pete's face twisted in a look on anger "Kent, I'm gonna beat you shitless" he shouted drawing his fist back ready for a punch. Clark couldn't help but close his fist waiting to punch him before he could even try and do something to attempt to hurt him.
The driver seemed to hear the commotion and looked in the rear-view mirror, his head immediately turned back to them and away from the road "HEY!" he shouted "Knock that crap..." he said before Clark looked past him and saw the angle the bus was trying was no longer straight and a car was heading right for them.
He shot out of his seat "WATCH OUT!" he shouted at the top of his lungs but it was too late. The bus collided with the smaller car, the impact caused everyone on the bus, sitting or standing to be thrown from where they were. Some landed on the ground, others lying down across the seats. Clark was no different, in a collision you want to be on the bigger vehicle and thankfully they were. He immediately picked himself up off the floor and stood up, he turned around and saw everyone rocking side to side in pain but that was good, it meant no-one was dead. He went back up to the front of the bus and stood next to the driver who was rubbing his head that was bleeding from a small cut, that was when he noticed it. He couldn't see the car they hit, he knew it didn't just disappear. It wasn't until he saw that the safety rails at the bridges side has a large hole in it, like something has just driven it.
Lana's head was buzzing, her ears where ringing and head was aching. Lying down on the small space between the chairs she couldn't help but be honest with herself, ever since the first class started all she wanted to do was go home and lie down in bed, maybe have a bath or something. Right now, she could barely see straight and she could have sworn she felt something wet dripping down her head. God, why couldn't this have just have been a smooth journey? Oh wait, she knew the answer, it was because Pete was being a jackass like always. Though she had to admit, that come back Clark said was funny. Clark. One of... no the weirdest person she knew, always so caring and sweat but always so withdrawn and distant at the same time... and kinda cute.
As her eyes readjusted themselves and she knew where she was and the shock had worn off allowing her to remember what just happened "Clark" she spoke in a weak voice as she climbed to her feet trying her best to ignore the cries of pain and moaning coming from everyone else "Clark!" she spoke, a little louder than before in case he didn't hear her. She turned around to where he was sitting and saw that he was gone, she couldn't help but start to worry. Getting to her feet she looked out the front window and saw him, standing on the road right next the rail, or from what she could see where the rail used to be. Her eyes narrowed in confusion as to what he was doing, he turned back to look at her, gave her a small smile before turning back and looking down to the small river under the bridge. And then he jumped "CLARK!" she shouted quickly running out of the bus to see what he was doing.
Clark knew as he looked down at the water underneath him that he had to do something, he could see the blue car underneath him and considering he couldn't see anyone on the shore gasping for breath, they were still in the car. He couldn't just leave them there. He turned back and saw that from the bus, Lana was looking at him. He couldn't help but smile at him slightly before turning back to the water and for once ignoring everything his father told him about keeping what he could do a secret. He turned back to the water and jumped.
It was a great diving pose to anyone watching, taking a deep breath just before he made contact with the water, his eyes stayed open as he made contact with the water. Once underneath the water he immediately spotted the car, swimming down to the river bed where the car rested. It didn't take him long to reach the car as air bubbles slipped through the small gaps between the doors. Managing to reach the bottom he stood in front of the car, looking through the wind shield he could see a man and a woman who where thrashing about in their seats as the incoming water reached their necks. He could see that they were both trying to franticly to open the doors to the car but the water must be messing with mechanics of the doors somehow. He needed to get them out quickly before they drowned, he swam up to wind shield and pulled his arm back making a fist. His hand went right through creating a small hole, he opened his fist and grabbed the window from the inside and pulled off.
Not asking what they thought, for obvious reasons. He grabbed the man and woman by the arm and pulled them out of the car, still keeping a tight hold of them he swam with them upwards to the surface, or to the edges of the river to be more precise. He could feel the two of them kicking with their feet trying to get out of the water themselves but he was doing most of the work. It didn't take longer than a couple of seconds but they made it to the surface. Clark still not letting go of either of them practically dragged them to the ground to safety, as he let go the two adults got to their hands and knees coughing up some water and taking in deep breath. Clark decided to give them a minute to get over the shock of what just happened, he turned around and saw everyone that was on the bus was now standing on the bridge looking down at Clark with a look of shock and awe. He could also see some people from other car's had stopped to see what had happened and where on their phone, hopefully calling an ambulance.
"Da... Dave" the woman said looking up "are... are you ok?" she asked.
Clark turned back to look at the two. The woman looked like she was in her early thirties with blonde her, a very attractive woman. The man looked to be the same age with light brown her and seemed to be very muscular "Sarah, I'm fine. You?" he asked back turning to face her.
"My arm's killing me" she said lying on her back grabbing ahold of her arm, Clark decided not mention that was where he grabbed her to get her out "Skye, are you ok?" she asked out loud. Clark narrowed his eyes at her words as he started to get a very bad feeling. The woman, Sarah sat up and looked around "Skye" she said a little louder. It wasn't until she looked back at the water that something clicked "SKYE!" she shouted at the top of her lungs as she tried to stand up but something seemed to be wrong with her legs and she fell over as soon as she stood up. It took Clark around half a second to realize what was going on, there's someone else in the car.
Skye was not having the best day, she just left the orphanage again with her fifth foster family. In truth they seemed like good people but now that she was fourteen and been with that many couples already. She doesn't have high hopes, after all she never fitted in anywhere, she was always moving to different places. She wasn't even supposed to be in Kansas, the plan was to take a plane across the country but the flight was canceled so they had to drive. Dave and Sarah didn't seem to mind that bad, they said 'it's not that bad, this will just give us extra time to get to know each other better' she wanted to roll her eyes at those words but it was sweet and Skye really wanted to be with a family. But around the third hour of the journey she fell asleep and that was not the best way to wake up. Before she could even think about what just happened, she was lifted out of her seat with only the seat belt keeping her in place. It was like she was falling and quickly after the force of an impact with something that caused her body to shoot backwards against the seat, the next thing she knows is that the world outside became dark and her feet started to feel wet.
Clark once again reached bottom of the river and was in front of the car, though this time he looked to the back seats and saw the teenage girl. She was struggling to move but unlike the adults she couldn't even get out of her seat belt and based on the speed she moved, she was almost out of breath. He crawled through the front windshield and past the front chairs to her. He could see that the girl, Skye was looking at him as he made his way to her. Clark looked at Skye and saw that her chest began to spasm, like when you get a bad case of the hiccups and that was very bad. It meant she ran out air, she needed some and she couldn't wait any longer so Clark did the only thing he could think of. Getting right in her face he placed his hands on both her cheeks and brought his lips to hers, he didn't know why but when he did he felt Skye stop moving. It may have been the shock of everything that's happened or it might be the surprise of Clark kissing her. In truth he wasn't kissing her, it might look like that but it wasn't the case. Using his tongue to force her lips open and he was able to quickly breath the air in his mouth and put it in hers, giving her more time.
Skye was more scared then she's ever been in her live. Was this it? Was she going to die? Those were the thoughts going through her head as she tried to get her damn seat belt loose but something happened causing it to just not budge at all. It was until she saw someone in front of the car floating in the water that she began to lose control of her body and felt like her chest was caving in on itself. Before she knew what, he was doing as he swam right in front of her in the very tight space between the driver's seat and the backseat, he grabbed her face and kissed her. Skye's eyes shot open and she stopped struggling, how could she struggle? She was being kissed! Admittedly, if she had to guess how her first kiss would go, this would not be the situation she would have said. Well, if she was gonna die drowning. She supposed doing it while kissing someone was... nice? It wasn't until she felt his tongue go into her mouth air flown in after that, that she understood what he was doing. He pulled back from her and now that he had some more air she could try and get out.
But taking in that little air didn't do much, it bought her maybe and extra ten, fifth-teen seconds? It's what happened next that shocked her more than anything, the guy, whoever he was reached down to the clip where the seat belt connected too and ripped it out, freeing Skye. As she started to float slightly above her seat, the guy grabbed the ceiling of the car and to her amazement bent it backwards, creating a large hole in the roof with enough room for a person to fit through.
Clark knew what he just did wasn't the best idea, sure he could try and pull her out the front window but he didn't think she had that much time left before she would suffocate, he couldn't risk it. His secret wasn't worth her life, grabbing her by the hips Clark pushed her upwards out the hole and quickly followed after her. He could tell by the slow and weak kicks she did to get to the surface that she was running out of air again and Clark didn't have any to give her. Upon reaching her body Clark went to her side and put one of her arms around his shoulder and added his strength to hers, with that it didn't take long to get out of the water and land near the side of the river. Once they were free of the river, Clark gently lowered Skye to the ground who immediately fell on all fours and began to cough up water "SKYE!" he heard someone shout.
He turned around and was surprised to see that they ended up on the opposite side of the river. The couple who were now surrounded by people who were driving by and saw what happened, not to mention the kids from the bus. A load of people, including the couple began to run towards the bridge to get across to where they were. Not focusing on that now, he turned his attention back to Skye who was having trouble getting back up, he knelt down next to her and wrapped both arms around her gently turning her over onto her back. He sat her up gently and didn't protest when she leaned into him slightly, her head resting against his chest "how..." she spoke in a weak voice "how did you...?" she asked unable to finish her sentence. Clark knew exactly what she was going to ask, he looked up and saw that the people where at the other end of the bridge and running towards them.
Clark leaned back and looked Skye in the eye "Please don't tell anyone" he said with desperate eyes, before Skye could say or ask anything else she was interrupted.
"SKYE!" the woman yelled again, this time much closer. Clark gently let go of her and moved back giving Sarah the room to instantly get on her knees and wrap her arms around Skye just like a worried mother would. By the time the Dave came over and did the same, Clark was standing up next to them and turning around "oh my god, are you ok?" Clark heard her ask Skye as he made his way back to the bridge.
Clark was not looking forward to what was going to happen next, glancing upwards he could see everyone on the bridge looking at him like he just cued cancer. Walking through the dirt keeping his eyes down he reached the bridge "are you ok?" someone asked, he looked up and saw a man he didn't recognize.
"I'm fine" Clark simply said dismissively as he walked past him without so much as a second glance. Walking over to the other side of the bridge, as calmly as he could he leaned against the railing trying to stay out of everyone's way and take time to collect himself. For the next five minutes almost, everyone went down off the bridge to check on the family, Clark couldn't help but be surprised that they still hadn't come up away from the river yet. Only a had full of people went over to him to make sure he was ok, some even offered him a drink of some water.
Clark crossed his arms and yarned as another few minutes went by, that was also when Lana came over for the first time. She didn't say anything, Clark liked to think it was because she didn't need too. After all she was one of his best friends, they knew each other pretty well too. As she sat next to him, shoulder to shoulder she simply reached out and took his hand in hers. Their fingers interlocked and if Clark didn't know any better, he heard her heart beat faster and faster. He couldn't help but wonder why, everything was done, all that was left now was the cleanup "Clark" she spoke in a calm voice "never scare me like that again" she said, to those who know her to was a simply request but to others who knew her, like Clark, it was a straight up demand.
He slowly nodded as he heard the sirens of an ambulance "Ok" he simply said, Lana didn't know that he was different from anyone else. Being perfectly honest he knew that most of the time she thought he was weird, he didn't eavesdrop on her. It was when he first learnt that he had great hearing, 'great' being an understatement considering from his bedroom he could hear a mouse on the far side of the farm. He heard her talk to some of her friends in the girl's locker room about him, of course after everything he's done in school it's not a surprise that most people think he's weird. But even then, Clark also knew that she did consider him a friend, something he did appreciate. He didn't have a lot of those, who would want to be friends with the weird kid at school.
"Hang on" Lana said standing up "I'm going to get my phone, let mom and dad know why I'm going to be late heading home" she finished before letting go of his hand and headed towards the bus. Clark just sighed as he watched her leave, he soon stood up himself and turned around to face the water. Deciding that he might as well, he took of his T-shirt and twisted it over the edge trying to dry it off as much as he could. After all he had nothing better to do right now, Skye and the parents Sarah and Dave seemed to be fine...ish. So, unless he wanted to walk home, which he could do but what would be the point of that? the police or something would probably want to ask him some questions, he might as well wait until they get here and get it all over and done with. He heard the siren switch off as the ambulance arrived, not want the medics to bother with him in case they thought he was the one injured he put his, somewhat dryer t-shirt back on and walked away behind a nearby car on the opposite side of the bridge.
"ok, who's hurt" he heard a man say, one of the paramedics most likely. Looking over the railing back to the edges of the river he saw that Skye still hadn't lifted herself off the ground, Dave standing up and waving of the medics over and Sarah still holding Skye in a vice like grip. It wasn't until the medics came over that Clark began to realize that Skye might be more hurt then he originally thought. He took a step forward and rested his hands on the railings, looking closely as they reached them. He didn't listen to what they were saying to her, as he really was trying not to develop a habit of eavesdropping on everyone's conversations. It wasn't until he saw both medics' get on either side of her and practically shoving Sarah out the way, she seemed reluctant to leaving Skye's side but seemed to accept it. Very slowly and carefully they placed her arms around their shoulders and lift her off the ground.
The crowed of people around them moved out of the way, clearing a path towards the ambulance. If this was just a regular crash Skye would be able to think about how much her leg was aching and crying out in pain. But all she could think about was that guy, that guy no older then herself pulled the... clicking thing the seat belt clicked into. He pulled it out of the seat like it wasn't even there, she might have been able to accept that as not that hard considering the water might have made it easier but that wasn't the thing he did that seemed impossible. If she wasn't hallucinating which she was sure drowning caused, he ripped the roof of the car and made a hole for them to get through. That wasn't possible. Yeah, maybe if he was a body builder, not just any body builder. The type of body builder that goes on that on that world strongest man show. Then maybe she could believe it. But that guy just seemed like a normal kid, yeah sure she could admit that at first glance he seemed cute but still normal.
As they reached the road it didn't take long to get back to the ambulance, the two paramedics gently placed her down near the back exit of the ambulance while Sarah sat next to her and Dave stood near the two "Ok, Skye" one of the medics said, the man. Skye looked up and saw he was carrying a tank of oxygen that he must have gotten from one of the side doors, she didn't know where the woman was though "I just want you to take this mask and take calm deep breaths, ok?" he asked. Skye nodded at him as she took the mask from his hand and placed it over her mouth and nose, as she took deep breaths the woman came back holding a couple of blankets. Without asked she handed one to Sarah and Dave before gently placing another around Skye's shoulders. Funny enough, it wasn't until she felt the warm cotton hit her skin that she felt how cold she really was. It really wasn't a surprise considering it was just the start of winter, guess that was just the adrenaline.
"err... Dave" Sarah said as medics gave them blankets as well "what's the plan here?" she asked "all of our ID's and money was in the car"
"it's gonna be ok" he spoke turning to look back at her and Skye "I'll call my brother and let him know what happened. He has some vacation time saved up, he can come and give us a hand" he explained.
Sarah let out a long sigh and Skye couldn't help but wonder why "James we'll have to give in a notice a few days early to get that time off work and even after that to drive all the way to Kansas would take another couple days. I know that wouldn't normally be a problem but without any money we can't get a hotel or anything"
Dave gave a long pause "... shit" he said.
Skye was about to say something along the lines of 'it's not gonna be that bad' or 'things will work out' but before she could something caught her eye. Standing a little further down the road was him, the guy who saved her. Just standing there, leaning against one of the cars that stopped with his arms crossed just looking at the group intently. His eyes landed on hers and the two simply starred at each other for a moment before he gave her a small smile and she couldn't help but give one back.
Clark was listening intently to their conversation and he couldn't help but feel bad for them, Sarah was right. That was a bad situation and apart from the police being able to help them or maybe the insurance company being able to do something about it there really was nothing that they could do. Apart from maybe someone in the area could give a place to stay for a few days. When he saw Skye looking at him he couldn't help but give her a small sympathetic smile, it felt good when she returned it. He felt that he needed to explain himself to her to better convince her not to tell anyone. He took a step towards her but as soon as his foot hit the ground a noise quickly drew his attention, another siren. He turned his head to sight of a police car that was making its way through the small crowd of people, he turned back to Skye who saw that same thing he did. He gave a dramatic role of the eyes with smile, Skye giggled to herself as he saw her checks redden and she quickly looked down to the ground.
He quickly decided that he didn't want to stay for the questions that where coming next. Quickly turning around, he started to simply, walk home. After all it was only a half hour by walking. Slowly making his way through the crowed as calmly as he could he tried not to draw to much attention to himself, sure he was still soaking wet but that was unavoidable at this point.
It didn't take him more than twenty minutes to get home, Clark slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Trying to calm and ready himself for the talk with his parents, he was not looking forward to that. Turning off the road and started down the dirt drive way, he could still here the squelching sound beneath his feet. That was just something he had to deal with, it wasn't that bad. He couldn't feel that cold from the water or anything like that. It was more about the texter and the feeling against his feet that bothered him, so uncomfortable.
He was halfway down the drive when he heard the familiar sound of barking, he couldn't help but let a smirk come on his face as he saw Hank come running out from behind the barn towards him "hey boy" he smiled kneeling down just in time for Hank to reach him and jump up to smother his face with licks from his big wet tongue "good to see you too" Clark said stroking his head and headed back for the door.
"Clark?" he heard his mom say, he looked over to the house and saw her come out the front "why are you so late?" she asked not noticing his wet clothes and hair, he wasn't close enough for her to see.
"I'll explain later" he said walking up the stairs of the house to the door, that was when he saw the look on his mother's face change from confusion to concern.
"Clark" she took a step forward towards him and looked closer "why are you soaking wet?" she asked.
"Like I said" Clark said with a shrug "I'll explain later but first I could really do with a shower" he added casually stepping past her and heading up the stairs.
"Ok" Martha said behind him "but we will talk about this later young man"
Clark didn't say anything back at her, he quickly headed to the bathroom and turned on the shower before going to his room and getting out of his wet clothes. He couldn't help but sigh as he stepped into the warm shower, it didn't have that much of an effect on him. It was a lot like the cold, he could still feel it just not as much as everyone else, he did prefer it to the cold. He didn't know how long he's been in there for, might have been a few minutes, might have been half an hour, feeling that he was now clean of the dirty river water he turned the water off and stepped out the shower, grabbing a towel her leaned against pushed the towel against his face. He was really, really tired. True he knew that he had more stamina then everyone else but that didn't mean he didn't get tried when he over does it. Like going swimming and hold his breath for long periods of time, using the really powerful strength, which he really never did. He just wanted to pass out for the rest of the day.
But he was not that lucky, there was a knock on the bathroom door which drew his attention "Clark" he heard his dad say "you all done in there?" he asked.
He closed his eyes and sighed again "yeah, I'll be out in a minute" he said through the door.
"good, when you get dressed come down stairs. We need to talk to you" he added.
Johnathan turned away from the bathroom door and headed back down the stairs to where he saw his wife sitting on the couch but he knew her well enough to know she wasn't ok. She was doing her knitting like she usually did but as she did it, she was tapping her foot nervously "it's gonna be ok" he said sitting next to her "whatever he did, I doubt it was that bad" Martha nodded at him but the tapping didn't stop. He understood it of course, after all this might be the day, they've both been dreading ever since they took him into their home and family. The day they're all having a nice family dinner and he looks out the window in time to see a group of black SUVs pull up the drive way and men in suits come out to take their son away. He reached over and placed a hand on her leg, applying a little pressure to get her to stop and look over to him "I promise, I won't let anyone take him away" he smiled.
Martha smiled at him before tucking her lips into her mouth and nodding slightly trying to calm herself as much as she could. Johnathan was about to speak again before the phone ringing caught his attention, he sighed before moving over the opposite end of the couch and picking up the phone from the small side table "Hello" he said.
"Johnathan!" a loud voice said from the other end of the line, a very loud voice forcing him to pull the phone away from his ear with a wince. He knew that voice "for the love of god man, where's Clark? Is he with you?" the panicked voice of Carol Lang said.
Johnathan turned his head a looked over to Martha who was looking intently at him. He quickly reached over and covered the speaker end of the phone with his hand "it might be as bad as we thought" he said before turning his attention back to the phone "hey Carol" he said with fake smile "yeah, Clarks here. Why, what's wrong?" he asked really wanting to know why he was so wet.
"oh, thank god" he heard her sigh "It's ok! he went home!" she shouted to someone "how do you not know what happened? It's crazy down here"
He frowned at her words, he was starting to get more and more worried "he hasn't said anything, he just came home soaking wet and went to have a shower"
"Jesus" she said with a loud sigh "well you better get ready to have some visitors, everyone's looking for him. The police, the paramedics, the people he saved. Hell, he's got Lana worried sick about him now"
With every word coming out of her mouth he was becoming more and more worried about what Clarks done "Carol what did Clark do? why is everyone looking for him?" he asked needing to know to find the best way to come up with and excuse for whatever he did and how it was completely possible for someone normal to do.
"Lana told me that the bus collided with some car send it off the bridge into the river, next thing she knows she sees Clark jumping off the bridge and down into the water. He pulled them out, saving their lives which is probably why they want to find him. Especially that girl, seems very worried about him" Coral explained 'shit' Johnathan mouthed as he listened to her words "oh, one minute. Looks like the police are giving them a ride somewhere" she added.
His eyes widened "ok, thanks Carol" he said before hanging up the phone and turning to face Martha "the police are on their way and this time, everybody saw" he said before standing up and pacing slightly.
"...shit" Martha said standing up before pacing slightly "you don't think he used his... abilities, do you?" she asked as the panic started to rise in her "CLARK, GET DOWN HERE!" she shouted.
Skye was looking out the window of the police car as she sat on the right of Sarah, Dave was on the other side of her. They all still had towels around them, thankfully they were all provided with a plane T-shirt and sweat pants, didn't look the best but it was better than wearing soaking wet clothes. Dave wanted to get on a phone with the insurance company to work something out but the when they found out that the police were on their way to the guys house, 'Clark' his name was. They just couldn't miss the opportunity to see him and thank him for what he did. Sure, Skye wanted to thank him for what he did but she also needed information, she needed to know how he did the things he did. And she needed to know now, she hated not knowing things "alright guys, where almost there" the driver said.
"I meant to ask" Dave started "how come you just know where this Clark kid lives? I mean you didn't ask anyone where to go, you just knew"
Both guys chuckled at the question "well, it's not the first time we've had to go down to Kent farm to ask Clark questions" he officer in passenger seat said. Skye frowned at his words, why would the police go to Clarks home so much? 'he got into trouble a lot' she couldn't help but smirk a little bit a that 'that's kinda hot' she added.
"yeah, we visit that house at least once a month. I tell that kid is gonna be a cop when he's older" the driver said.
"you say that every time" the other said.
"why?" Sarah asked "if you visit him every month why would he be a cop if he gets in trouble that much?" she asked and Skye had to admit she wanted to know herself.
Again, they both chuckled at the words "yeah, he gets in trouble but it's not that type of trouble. Every month, a thief gets stopped, someone's pulled out of a fire, hell three months ago he stopped an armed bank heist. I tell ya, that kid can't stop himself from being a hero" the driver said glancing over his shoulder to Skye before chuckling again and shaking his head turning back to road "especially when there's a girl involved" the seconds those words left his mouth, Skye looked down at her cheeks began to redden at a very quick rate.
Dave chuckled to himself at that "right, so he's a jock then. Popular, head of the football team, dates cheerleaders" he listed starting to like this Clark kid more and more.
"err..." the passenger started "no not really" he said "my nephew goes to his school, I asked him about Clark once. He said Clark was a type of loner, sticks to himself, few friends and the funny thing is he's not the nerdy type despite the fact he's one of the smartest kids at the school. In fact, theirs a few rumors going around he's got some offers for a college scholarship for Harvard, Yale, all the ivy league places..."
"ask him yourself" The driver said interrupting him "we're here" he spoke as the car turned into a narrow dirt drive way. Skye couldn't lie, it looked very nice and peaceful. Not that she'd want to live here, she's a city girl through and through. She looked out the front window in time to see the front door of the house open and it was him, Clark stepped out. She could see him glance over to the car, not hard to notice the scowl on his face before walking to the side of the house and head towards the barn.
After Clark was able to dry himself, he got dressed in some jeans and a blue buttoned shirt. He walked down stairs to the sight of his father standing in front of the couch with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face, his mother pacing slightly behind him, she had more of a look of worry than anything else. She always did when Clark did the slightest thing that involved him uses his abilities in anyway shape or form 'This was going to be a fun conversation' even the voice in his head couldn't help but sound dry and sarcastic "I had no choice" he spoke first with a shrug of his shoulders.
Martha stopped with the troubled pacing and looked at Clark with an intent stare, true it wasn't the first time she's looked at Clark with that stare, by her count he's used his abilities in public four times. Thankfully he was never caught in the act, every other time he's used his strength or speed he's been at the farm or somewhere no-one saw him. According to him he used his sense all the time, he couldn't turn them off. Not surprising considering she doesn't think anyone can just turn off their ears or nose "Clark, we're..."
"not upset I saved someone, just upset that I risked my secret" Clark said trying his best not to role his eyes, he's had this conversation before.
"Hey!" Johnathan shouted with an angry voice "Don't interrupt your mother" he scolded with an even deeper frown.
Martha sighed as she tried to calm himself "Clark, did anyone see you use your... abilities" she asked not knowing quite what to call what he can do.
Clark took a deep breath before slowly crossing his arms and locking his eyes to the ground in between, he closed his eyes before nodding at the question "the girl, Skye. I had to use my strength in order to get her out of the car" he explained.
Martha's mouth opened in shock and fear while Johnathan frowned slightly and pressed his hand against his mouth trying to yell "Jesus Clark, why. Why would you do that?" he asked in voice louder then he meant too.
It was Clark's turn to frown now as he couldn't help but let one slip "WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED DO!" he shouted waving his arms to the side "she was right in front of me, I could see her body spasming as she ran out of air! So, what? Would you prefer I just floated in front her and let her die!?" he yelled starring right into his dad's eyes.
"Clark..." Martha started but Clark quickly rolled his eyes and turned to leave "Clark!" she yelled but he just ignored her and went out the front door. Of course, he saw the police car but he was not in the mode to deal with that crap right now, so he just headed for the barn.
Skye stepped out of the car as Clark entered the barn, she left the towel behind as well as everyone else, she was about to walk over to follow him but was stopped by a voice she didn't recognize "Clark! Where not done here!" she turned her head to the house's door to see a large built man standing tall facing the barn where Clark went.
"hey Mr. Kent" the driver said as he waved over to the man in the doorway.
The man turned to face them "oh, hey Rob. Well, let's get this over with" he said with a small sigh as he stepped back in the house leaving the door open.
Nobody said a word as the group entered the house, as soon as Skye entered one word just shouted to her to describe her surroundings: Home. The place seemed so cozy and loving, it was all she wanted when she goes to each foster home. Attached to the walls were dozens of pictures that showed Clark and the man & woman who were just standing in the doorway but along with them was Clark, it varied between ages from a toddler to a teenager "hey Rob" a middle-aged woman said as she walked up to the group "decaf?" she asked.
The cop who was driving, Rob, shook his head "no we be here for that long Martha" he said calmly "honestly we already know everything from what the kids on the bus said, we just here giving these guys a lift" he stepped to the side giving the middle ages couple a good view of Skye, Sarah and Dave "they wanted to thank Clark for what he did"
"yes" Sarah said stepping forward "we really do owe Clark are lives. We would really like to thank him for that"
They both smiled at the couple but Skye couldn't help but see the worry in their eyes, she couldn't say for a certainty but if she had to guess it would be worry that someone or more specifically, themselves saw Clark use his... abilities? Strength? She didn't know what to call it. I mean, if they knew. They would have had to know right? There his parents, how could they not know. Unless Clark's ridiculously good at keeping secrets.
"it's good to meet you, we're happy that you're ok" Johnathan said walking towards the older couple "I'm Johnathan" he said walking forward towards Dave extending his hand "this is my wife Martha"
"right, Sorry" Dave said cursing to himself before stepping forward and grabbing his hand giving it a firm handshake "I'm Dave, this is my wife Sarah and this is Skye" he said grabbing Sarah's hand and wrapping an arm around Skye's shoulder.
"and I have to say, this farm is just beautiful" Sarah said looking around the cozy living room.
Martha beamed a smile at her "oh, thank you so much. And we're so sorry to hear about the crash you were in"
Before Dave, Sarah, Rob or the other cop could say anything Skye beat them to it "was that Clark? Who just went out to the barn?" she asked sounding much more eager then she would have liked, not that she can help it. She really wanted to ask him about what she saw.
They both looked at each for a moment before turning back to her "yeah that was him" Martha confirmed.
"why did he look so angry?" she asked before turning her head and leaning slightly to get a better look out a window facing the barn.
"Skye" Sarah said in a harsh tone, clearly not ok with how quickly she asked a question like that so casually.
"no, it's ok" Johnathan said calmly before turning to face Skye "Clark may be a bit upset because we weren't as happy with him as he might like" he explained.
"excuse me?" Dave asked with a small frown on his face.
Martha sighed "it's not that we aren't proud of him for what he's done, it's just..." she sighed before turning looking at the couple "we're just getting more and more worried with the amount of times he's nearly died or seriously hurt himself. Like I said, we're proud of him for what he's done but I just don't know how much more I can take" she explained looking over towards Skye to find her gone and the front door hanging open.
Clark stood calmly as he looked out the window on the second floor of the barn. He always liked it here, over the last couple of years he's turned this little area of the barn into his own little living room. He leaned forward and rested his arms on the ledge of the open window. A couple of book shelf's, an old couch, telescope and a few other things here and there. He always went here to get some time alone, or just to relax. Right now, he needed to both. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he looked over the fields of the farm, as the sun began to set and made it a spectacular view. But like it's happened on many occasions before, as he looked out over the Horizen in front of the house, he got distracted and didn't hear her seek up on him "hey" a voice said from behind him.
Clark's head shot up and he turned around to see her, Skye. She stood calmly with her arms crossed and a stern look on her face. Looking at her he could see that her shoulder length brown her was still slightly damp but he had to admit, for someone who was in a car crash and nearly drowned. She looked great, she seemed to be walking right. When he saw her limping before, she must have just knocked it a little "hey" he said back calmly, he crossed his arms leaned back against the window "are you ok?" he asked.
Skye looked at him with an intent stare "who are you?" she asked crossing her own arms and tilted her head with a 'tell me or I'll kill you' look.
"you know, because I want to make sure I didn't hurt you or anything?" he continued completely ignoring the question, not that anyone could blame him. He really didn't want to have this conversation.
This time she uncrossed her arms and took a few steps towards him, Clark growing more and more uncomfortable with each step "who. The fuck. Are you" she asked "how the hell did you do that? You ripped the roof of the car apart with your bare hands" as she spoke her words began to sound more and more frantic.
"stop" Clark shook his head "just stop. I really can't tell you" he said with a voice full of disappointment. He wanted to tell her, what was the harm in telling at least one person that he was different? He sighed internally as he remembered how upset and angry mom and dad looked when they found out and how they looked when he told them what happened, bottom line they were the best parents he could ask for and if they wanted him to keep it a secret, he should.
Skye chuckled at his words "oh, no no no no. You don't get to just sweep this under the rug" she placed her hands on her hips and her mouth opened amazed that he wasn't telling her anything "so, what? You think you can just lay a big fat kiss on me, with tongue by the way, drag me out of a ridiculously cold river and just walk away?" she asked taking another step towards him without even realizing in.
Clark took in a look of complete bewilderment before stepping forward towards her and away from the window he was leaning against while uncrossing his arms "that wasn't a kiss?" he said.
Skye shook her head in confusion and shock at his words "err... yes it was" she said matter of factly with a competitive voice.
Clark tilted his head at her with a look that matched her competitiveness "no it wasn't. That was me forcing oxygen into your lungs to stop you from drowning. Not sure that counts as a kiss" he said calmly looking at her with a cool and slightly arrogant gaze.
Skye's mouth opened for a brief moment but she paused, like she was trying to figure out what to say but just couldn't come up with anything. Clark was about to add something but it looks like she was able to bring something to mind "you. Forcefully I might add. Shoved. Your tongue. Into. My mouth" she finished taking another step to him.
Clark tucked his lips into his mouth and nodded "to be fair that was the only way to open your lips without getting water in. I was just trying to help" he added.
She couldn't help but quickly forget about that topic, she looked into his eyes before nodded "thank you" she said "Look, despite how I'm acting. I am grateful for what you did" Skye couldn't help but laugh a little, it was the kind of half chuckle you give yourself when you make a mistake or do something embarrassing but Clark didn't fail to notice the water building up in her eyes "it's funny, I'm just sitting there under the water, I can feel my lungs run out of air and..." she stopped choking up slightly as a tear escaping her eyes and going down her cheek.
Clark was about to step forward but Skye took a step back stopping him, she took a deep breath trying to compose herself. Breaking down and crying in front of him was not something she wanted to do, closing her eyes she was able to stop herself before she broke down completely "and then you came, you literally ripped the car apart and pulled me out. I just want to know how? How did you do that?" she asked.
"I don't know" Clark answered surprising her "I don't know how I can do the things I can do. All I know, is that I can" he explained "if you want some detailed story about how I fell in a nuclear reactor and got superpowers, you won't get that here" he finished.
Skye took a moment to think about what he said before responding "but, doesn't it bother you? Not knowing something so big and important about yourself?"
Clark couldn't help but think that she was comparing him to her in some way, like his situation was similar to something that was going on in her own life "honestly I've just learned to live with it. I have to hide it but every now and then I use it save a life"
She looked at him as a small smirk formed on her face "and I bet you save a lot of girls who are just... so grateful for saving them"
Clark actually chuckled at her words "yeah, but none as pretty as you" he spoke without thinking, but when his mind caught up with his mouth his face instantly reddened from embarrassment, in doing so failing to notice that Skye's face took on a blush also "but keep in mind I never stick around long enough for anyone to know it was me, well most of the time" he spoke quickly trying to get her to forget what he just said.
Skye couldn't help smirk at him before nodding "so, if you never stick around, I take it don't kiss every girl you save like you did me?" she gave him a sly smile.
Clark gave her... that look "for the last time, that. Wasn't. A. ki..." he tried to explain but was stopped as Skye suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips up to his, causing her to rise to her tip-toes.
Clark was stunned by the action, his eyes shot open as he felt her lips connect to his. He was about to push her away feeling that now wasn't the time for this but of course his male instincts kicked in. Knowing that the only reason she was almost lifting herself of her own feet by was because she wasn't strong enough to pull him down to her level, he needed to fix that. He gently wrapped both his arms around her lower back and lowered his own closer to her own level, closing his eyes Clark couldn't help but melt into her. Skye moaned slightly as Clark pushed her body closer to his own, it did not take a genius on Clark's level of Inteligent's to guess the type of effect Skye's Assets had once pressed up against his chest.
'Now this is a kiss' Skye thought to herself as his moved her right hand to the back of his head rummaging it through his soft her. She couldn't help but think that maybe Clark had a point, what he did in the river was nothing compared to this. If she had a choice of what her first kiss was, this would definitely be the one she'd go for. But as much as she wanted to keep going, one: probably not a good idea to go too far considering this is the second time a boy's lips as ever met her own and two: she had a point to make.
Clark was still slightly dazed by the kiss so naturally he almost didn't notice that she pulled away. Opening his eyes, he found that she was just as dazed as he was "so..." she spoke seemingly out of breath "was that a kiss?" she asked with a smirk.
"err..." he started not being able to find the right words to say "y... yes, I'd say that was a kiss" he finally said while notice that he still held her very close, not that either of them where complaining.
"so, what did you think?" she asked but at the same time couldn't help but be a little nervous by what he would say, after all if what she felt pressed up against her hip as they kissed was what she thought it was, she did a pretty good job. Skye knew a lot of girls would freak out about feeling... that for the first time but she wasn't most girl's, honestly, she was kind of intrigued. Not that she was going to jump him right there, she knew that she wasn't ready for that and even if she was it would only be with someone she knew, someone she knew really well.
"that... that was really nice" he spoke calmly trying to compose himself but at the same time trying everything he can to calm himself down in one particular area of his body that he prayed she didn't notice "what did you think about it?" he asked clearly nervous by her answer but if what he can tell about her body at this moment was any indication, meaning her rapid heartbeat and strong breath intakes. So was enjoying it as much as he was.
Skye couldn't help but lick her lips quickly before glancing at the ground, well she planned to glance at the ground but since they were still pressed up against each other she just ended up looking at his pecks and based on what she felt as her breasts where pressed up against them, they were as hard as rocks "it, was very nice" she spoke as their eyes met again.
They didn't talk for a moment, they just looked closely at each other but Clark took the initiative moved his head down to meet hers. Skye didn't fight it, her eyes closed at their lips met once again. Oddly enough, she didn't fight it Clark opened his mouth slightly and teased Skye's lips with his tongue. Deciding that she didn't have much to lose she decided to grant him entry, their tongues met in a little dance as they tasted each other's mouths. Once again Clark took charge surprising even himself by his actions, he twisted himself slightly and lowered himself even more. Skye let out a yelp of surprise as she found herself lifted off her feet and Clark held her bridal style, she was about to ask what he was doing but was silenced by Clark who brought his lips to hers again. But she didn't need to ask anything as her answers came but the feeling of being lowered and landing on something soft. It didn't take a genius to know she was on a couch, she felt Clark slowly lower himself on her.
She knew they should stop but after the day she'd had, being taken in by a family again, nearly dying by drowning, which in her opinion was the worst way to go. Being saved by an impossible person, having her first kiss. She just wanted to enjoy herself and being her with Clark, having her first make out season with a very attractive person who just so happens to be the one who saved made it all the sweeter.
Standing on a lone bridge in the dead of night, watching a group of about thirty people working recovering what was waiting at the bottom of the river. Some people stood watch around the small perimeter, wearing full tactical gear and automatic weapons. On both ends of the bridge where men and woman of the local police force making sure that the public simply went about their business and didn't ask to many questions, as they were ordered to by their superiors. On both ends of the river bang, the majority of the group stood working with some excavation equipment and a small crane. Two people came out of the river wearing scuba gear having just equipped the cables from the cranes to what was waiting below the water.
The man standing in the middle of the bridge next to the railing was looking down at the operation he was in charge of. Feeling the vibration in his pocket, he took out his phone and answered "yes sir" he spoke in a professional tone "it's being brought out now sir, once that's done, I'll start the investigation into the possible enhanced" he finished as the remains of the car where lifted out of the water by the crane, as it did the car turned in the wind reviling the large whole in the roof above the back seat.
Ok guys, all done. Sorry this took so long but after I read the reviews for my last Superman/Avengers crossover I wanted to do something completely different than before. And before you all ask, Yes, I have read 'Avengers of Steel' and yes it was a large inspiration to write this, I also wanted to say that another large inspiration was another story called 'The Perfect One' by choejhulkp9, it's and agents of Sheild stroy but it should be a anvegers one. It's a very well done stroy with an OC character and has an incredable 28 THOUSAND words per chapter, I'm telling you just have a look.
Anyway, I know I changed the origins of the Kent's but I thought screw it their boring, I'll mix that up. Don't worry it won't change much.
And I DON'T plan on making Skye main romance of the story, well unless you guys want me to change it. But the plan at the moment is to have Black Widow as the main romance. At the moment I was just making it so Skye would be the replacement to Lana for Clark in the first love department.
And yes, Shield is getting involved in Clark's life much earlier than you might think. Well, again that's the plan unless you guys want to do something else. Right now, the plan is for Shield, the good Shield NOT Hydra to meet up with Clark and talk to him. I'm not saying that they'll find out he's an alien, just that he's enchanted. I also want to say when you compare the ages of the characters, Clark may end up joining shield at the same time as Hawkeye or Window herself. Not saying he's joining Shield right now so that's not definitely going to happen, there's just a lot of opportunities.
Now PLEASE let me know what you think, I'll need reviews for this chapter now more than ever. I want to do this story right and I want to do credit to these characters and this story so I really need you guys to help me out here and tell me how to make this story better. Tell me what you think should happen next. Tell me how you think the characters should react to the situations they're in. Literally tell everything you're thinking about this story.
Anyway, I'll see you guys in the next chapter.