Hi. So, this is the new chapter. I hope you'll like it. Thank you for your reviews on the 4th chapter, I really appreciate it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Superman, it wouldn't end well.
Chapter 5 - Overload
Clark was distracted at school. It was Math now. He didn't pay attention to Mrs. Adams, nor anyone else, for that matter. The only thing on his mind were his biological parents and what they said to him. He was the last survivor of an alien race. He was sent here so he could live. And most importantly, even though there are no other Kryptonians left, he is NOT alone. He has his parents. Well, both sets of them. He has friends. He has people who care about him. And he cares about them.
He came back to reality when he felt a sharp pain in his head. Clark has never felt a pain like this before, though he never felt a pain to start with. He heard everything. He SAW everything. He closed his eyes again and put his hands over his ears. He knew his biological parents said something about developing other powers, he knew he would develop some kind of sensitive senses, but he never thought they would developed MORE AT THE SAME TIME. And he never thought they would put his brain into sensory overload. When Mrs. Adams noticed something was wrong with him, she came to him.
„Clark, CLARK, are you alright?" asked Mrs. Adams, her concern evident. After she asked, every student turned around and looked at him, even Sarah.
But Clark could barely focus on what was happening, let alone answer her. When he opened his eyes, he could see her internal organs. Her lungs. Her veins. Her heart. Her bones. Her muscles. Everything. He closed his eyes again, but he just saw through them. And even though he had his hands over his ears, he could still hear the heartbeat of every single person in the entire school. He quickly stood up and ran. He didn't even bother to open the doors, he just went right through them. Well, let's leave the explanations for later.
He ran and ran, until he found himself outside. Everything then attacked him even more than before. He smelled everything. He heard his dad singing along some song from Katy Perry. He didn't know what to do.
He knew what was happening to him, but he didn't know what to do.
So, he ran again. He ran to the Kent farm, his home. He had memorized the way there, so he knew where to go even though he was looking down to Earth's core. He crashed through the door, his mother yelped.
„Clark, honey, what's going on? Why aren't you in school?" asked Martha. When she noticed the tears in his eyes, she came rushing to him.
„Clark? CLARK?! Honey, what happened?! JONATHAN!" she was panicking, but she was trying to stay calm.
His dad came rushing through the door with a look of panic on his face. He then noticed Clark.
„Clark, son, what's happening?" asked Jonathan gently, though you could tell by the sound of his voice that he was still panicking.
„S-sensory over-overload," Clark managed to whisper.
„We have to take him to the storm cellar. Jor-El and Lara will know what to do," said Jonathan.
Martha nodded.
„Clark, you're too heavy, I need you to stand up. I'll support you, but I can't lift your entire weight, okay?" asked Jonathan. Clark just nodded frantically.
Clark shakily stood up and leaned against Jonathan. With Martha in tow, they came to the storm cellar. Clark shakily put his hand on the ‚S' symbol. The whole ship lit up and the holograms of his parents appeared in front of the Kents.
„Hello, my son. Are you alright?" asked Jor-El after seeing his son.
„He's saying something about sensory overload, we don't know what to do," said Jonathan, concern, fear and panic evident in his eyes.
„We knew this was a possibility, but we could not be sure. As we said before, the powers he has now are but a tip of the iceberg. He will develop other abilities until the age of 18. It seems his body started developing the sensitive abilities, such as hearing, taste and vision abilities," stated Jor-El calmly, though you could see he was a bit distressed as well. A.I. or not, he was a father, and his son was in great pain.
„Is there something we can do?" asked Martha, while drawing soothing circles on her son's back.
„We have to get him to concentrate on one thing. He needs to tune out everything else," said Lara before Jor-El even had the chance to say anything.
„Clark, honey.. just focus on me, okay? Focus on my voice, can you do that?" asked Martha gently.
Clark just noded, it was obvious he was still in great pain.
„I need you to look at me. I need you to focus on me," said Martha.
„I-I can't. I will see your organs. Your bones. Your blood. Everything," said Clark. Martha could tell he was scared. A lot.
„My son, focus. It's all about focus. If you want to see normally again, you have to order it. You have to, said Jor-El.
Clark took a few deep breaths and opened his eyes. He saw everything he feared he would. His mother's entire skeleton, her muscles, her bones, her brain, her internal organs. But Jor-El said he had to focus. It's all about focus. FOCUS. He concentrated. Suddenly, he could see normally. But that didn't mean he was out of the woods. He could still hear and smell everything.
„Kal, focus on my voice. Focus just on my voice. Tune everything out," said Lara gently. Her soothing voice was guiding Clark, he slowly focused only on her gentle voice. Suddenly, he had it under control. His hearing was still a lot better than before, but it wasn't overwhelming him. He could focus on everything he needed to.
„I'm alright. Everything's okay now. Thank you. All of you. I wouldn't have done it without you," said Clark sincerely with a smile on his face.
„That's why we're here, my son. We'll help you with everything you need, as I'm sure your adoptive parents will, as well," said Jor-El while Laura smiled at Clark. Clark looked at his adoptive parents, who just nodded with a smile.
Clark stayed home for the rest of the day. His mom called to school, saying he wasn't feeling well and that he would be back by tomorrow. They went to pay for the damage he caused when he ran through that door. He didn't think about it at the time.
Clark was reading his favorite book, Plato's Republic, when he heard a knock on the door. He got used to his new powers very fast. He stood up from the bed and made his way downstairs. He opened the door and the sight surprised him.
Sarah was standing there with a smile on her face, though there was still a hint of concern in her blue eyes. She was wearing black skinny jeans, a t-shirt and a jacket. She had a messenger bag on her shoulder as well. Her light brown hair was bound in a ponytail. She didn't wear any make-up, not that she needed any.
„Hey, Sarah. Nice to see you, but what are you doing here?" asked Clark.
Sarah just looked at him and smiled.
„Mrs. Adams gave me the results of your IQ test, I thought I would bring it to you. I also know we don't know each other, we just met yesterday for the first time, but I wanted to ask you if you're alright. It seemed you weren't feeling so good," said Sarah gently.
„Yeah, I know. I'm sorry I scared you, but I'm alright. Would you like to come in?" asked Clark with a smile.
Sarah just nodded. Clark stepped away to make space, so she can come through the door. Sarah just stood there in the middle of the room, taking it all in. Clark sat on the couch and motioned for her to sit down wherever she wants. She smiled and sat down opposite him on a chair.
„So, I have the results for the IQ test for you. I didn't open it, nor did Mrs. Adams, we figured you would want to open it alone," said Sarah while she opened her bag and gave him an envelope
Clark smiled. „Thank you, I appreciate it. So, what did you score?" asked Clark. Sarah grinned and took out her already opened envelope. She gave it to him as well.
Clark looked at the score. 162. He whistled.
„Wow, you are really smart. Congratulations, Sarah," smiled Clark. Sarah beamed at him.
„Thanks, I really appreciate it. What about you? Will you open it? Or will you wait?" asked Sarah.
„I think I'll open it with my parents when they get home," answered Clark. Sarah smiled at him.
„Alright, I should be going. See you tomorrow at school, and I hope you're feeling better," said Sarah with a smile as she stood up. Clark stood up as well. They came to the front door, which Clark opened for her.
„Why, thank you, Mr. Kent," said Sarah with a teasing smile. Clark just laughed.
„See you tomorrow, Sarah," and with that, she was gone.
Clark's parents came home an hour later, they went grocery shopping as well. They found Clark watching TV and eating some leftover lasagna from the day before.
„Hey, son. How are you feelin'?" asked Jonathan as he sat next to Clark on the couch.
„Good. I can still hear a lot better than before, but I'm getting used to it," answered Clark, „by the way, the results of my IQ test came, I thought you'd want to know."
„Of course we'd want to know!" said Jonathan enthusiastically. He stood up and went to Martha. They both came back a few seconds later.
„So, where are the results? We'd love to see them," said Martha with a smile. Clark gestured to the kitchen. Jonathan went there and came back a few seconds later with an envelope in his hands. He and Martha sat to Clark, Jonathan to the left and Martha to the right side. Jonathan gave Clark the envelope.
Clark opened it, pulling out the paper inside. Jonathan's and Martha's eyes grew wide, Clark just shrugged his shoulders.
„Off the charts? Son, do you know what this means?" asked Jonathan.
„Of course I know, but why are you so surprised? I am an alien after all," said Clark with a chuckle. Soon, his parents joined him.
‚An alien with the greatest family anyone could ever wish for,' thought Clark.
So, this is the end of the 5th chapter. 'Til next time :)
