Hi. It's me again, with yet another new chapter.
I just wanted to thank you so much for bearing with me and reading the story, even though I know it isn't perfect - believe me, I know that very well. I appreciate it immensely. I know this story may seem a bit boring, but trust me, I have big plans for it, but you have to bear with me for at least a couple of chapters.
I rewrote this chapter about 3 times, yet I'm still not 100% satisfied with how it turned out.. :D
Also, I wanted to wish you a Happy New Year :)
Chapter 19 - A Secret Revealed
Sarah was currently making her way over to the Kent farm where she and Clark would have dinner. He sounded more serious over the phone when they arranged it, and she didn't know why. Well, she had an idea why, but she didn't want to get her hopes up.
Her idea was that Clark may finally tell her about him being a metahuman – if he IS a metahuman, that is, but she decided she wouldn't think about it right now, and instead focused on her surroundings.
It was a Sunday evening, the sun hasn't gone down yet, and she currently walking on the side of the road with her classic dress up – skinny jeans, t-shirt and a black jacket. Finally, she arrived at the Kent farm, and made her way over to the house.
Suddenly, a green blur passed very fast right next to her – she barely had the time to dodge it. A crack and a painful groan could be heard. She looked behind her, where the blur had apparently hit the barn, when she realized that it was Killer Croc.
Killer Croc, one of the most powerful known metahumans, with superhuman strength, nearly invulnerable skin and crocodile-like teeth. Sarah was not scared easily, but if she had to go toe-to-toe with him, she was 99.83% sure that she would not come out of the fight alive, even with her hand-to-hand abilities.
To her surprise, Croc seemed.. hurt. That was probably the best way to describe it. He barely moved, and if he did, he groaned from pain. She heard a voice behind her, and when she turned around, she saw Clark, missing his glasses, and his blue shirt torn in the torso area, giving Sarah a good look at his 8-pack abs.
Sarah shook her head, trying to stop staring at his abs, and start thinking rationally again.
„Clark? H-How did you do that?" she asked, looking into his eyes, where she saw a flicker of fear.
„I.. uh.. I will explain it to you later, but now, we need to call the police. He apparently escaped Belle Reve penitentiary," said Clark, his voice quieter than usual.
At Sarah's nod, Clark took her hand gently into hers and together, they entered the house.
Later, after the police was called and after they took Croc, who needed medical attention, Sarah asked him the question again.
„Clark.. what happened? How did you do it?"
Clark sighed and motioned for her to sit down on the couch in the living room. After she sat, he took a deep breath.
„I've wanted to tell you this for a long time, but I wasn't ready, and frankly, I didn't know if you were ready as well. Right now, I'm going to tell you my deepest secret which not many people know, okay? And I need you to promise me something," said Clark, with an undertone of fear in his voice.
Why is he so afraid? What is he afraid of? thought Sarah.
„Anything, Clark," she said while reaching her hand to his face.
Clark covered his hand in hers, and took another deep breath.
„I need you to promise me that you'll let me explain everything, without making any assumptions or anything like that. Promise me, Sarah. Please."
She didn't know where this was leading, but she knew already that she didn't like it.
„I promise, Clark."
Clark nodded, and she noticed that he wasn't looking into her eyes. What was he afraid of?
„Where should I start?" he asked.
„How about at the beginning?" she suggested carefully, while trying to look him in the eyes.
„Okay. Bear with me, alright?" he watched her nod, and then, he started the story.
„I was not born anywhere near Kansas," he said with a sad smile on his face. Sarah looked into his eyes with a questioning glance, and with an expression that clearly said I knew it already, Clark, you are adopted, but he continued on. „In fact, I wasn't born anywhere near this solar system."
Wait, what? thought Sarah.
But that would mean. No. Wait. Would that mean? Yes, it would mean THAT.
„Clark.. are you telling me.. that you are an.. alien?" she asked carefully, not knowing if he would suddenly burst out laughing and tell her it was all a joke. But deep inside, she knew he wasn't joking. He wouldn't joke about something like that. Never.
Clark took a shaky breath and nodded, and watched her reaction. Sarah didn't know what to think and motioned for him to go on.
„I was born on planet Krypton, which is around 30 light years away from Earth. Krypton was orbiting one of the only true red suns in the universe, and its gravity was much greater than that of Earth."
Sarah stopped him right there. „Wait. What do you mean by.. was?" she asked. She had an idea about what this meant, but she hoped she's wrong. Please, let her be wrong.
„K-Krypton was destroyed due to its.. unstable core, a few hours before my parents sent me to Earth," he said quietly, as if he still had some trouble believing it himself. Sarah gently took her hand in his, giving it a tight squeeze.
„That's what you meant.. when you said to me a few months ago.. that your parents died trying to save you?" It was more of a statement than a question.
Clark just nodded and continued on.
„My parents, Jor-El and Lara, were scientists. Jor-El discovered that Krypton's core was unstable, yet no one believed him. No one except my mother. They knew they were doomed. And so, they sent me away. They saved my life," he said, a few tears running down his cheeks.
It was one thing listening to it from the holographs of his parents, it was a whole other thing telling it to someone else. He couldn't distance himself from it, no matter how hard he tried it. He just couldn't. Sarah tried to give him as much comfort as she could, and he appreciated it very much. It helped him go through it again, but the pain was still there.
He may have not known Krypton, but he knew his biological parents, and although he still has his adoptive parents, who he loves dearly, he still misses Lara and Jor-El.
„I-I don't know what to say, Clark.. I'm so, so sorry," she said, her voice laced with concern and empathy.
„Uh.. my ship landed in Smallville, where Jonathan and Martha Kent found me. Ma always joked that I accidentally broke her finger the first time she touched me," he gave her a humorless chuckle at that, and she chuckled a little as well, „but I didn't even know I was an.. alien.. until I was sixteen."
She leaned in, kissed his forehead and smiled gently at him. She knew how hard it was for him. Well, okay, she had an idea. When she opened up to him for the first time, after her kidnapping, he was the only thing that kept her going that night. She could let it all out thanks to him – he was her lifeline, she could hold onto him as long as she needed, and she would make sure that he had the same opportunity with her.
She gently stroked his soft locks, while he continued with the story.
„A-as I told you before... or as you've already probably figured it out.. Krypton's gravity and the sun it was orbiting forced Kryptonians to evolve into humanoids, who look exactly like humans in structure, but their biology is c-completely different," she nodded at that – she figures as much.
„Kryptonians were one of the most advanced and oldest civilizations in the universe, which gave them the time to evolve to their maximum potential," the cheeks were now dry, and no more tears coming from his eyes, for the hardest part of the story was finally behind him, „Kryptonians have extremely complex DNA, some organs humans don't have, entirely different molecular structure and density. And because of the red sun Kryptonians were forced to adapt for, their cells can.. absorb the solar radiation of any other star, giving them.. powers," he finished.
Sarah looked sad, curious, concerned, a little shocked, but he did not find pity in his eyes, for which he was extremely grateful. He did not want pity.
„Powers?" she asked curiously, to which he chuckled.
Sarah was a curious girl at heart, with love for Biology, of course she would be curious about that.
„Yeah.. do you think I was able to beat Killer Croc this easily with my charm?" he asked, amusement shining in his blue orbs Sarah's grown to love so much.
Sarah laughed at that, the sound causing Clark to feel butterflies in his stomach. He may not be human, but she did make him feel like a love-struck puppy sometimes.
„Thank you," he said suddenly, every trace of humor from his voice gone, replaced by seriousness and sincerity.
„For what?" she asked him, for she didn't know why would he be thanking her.
„For accepting me. For not being afraid of me. For.. loving me," the last part came out as a whisper, but Sarah heard in nonetheless. She scooped even closed to him, hugging him to her, his head resting under the crook of her head.
„You don't need to thank me, Clark. I'm here for you. Always... oh, and what about the dinner?"
Uff, here, the chapter ends. Please, leave a review with your opinion on the newest chapter, I would really appreciate it. Now, I kind of stole the line of "not being born anywhere near Kansas" from Smallville, but I edited it a little.
Again, sorry for this chapter being so short.
Again (again with the again, huh? :D), I have big plans for this story, so don't worry - chapters will be longer, my writing style will get better (hopefully), as well as my vocabulary will get larger (again, hopefully), and mainly, the story will be less boring.
Thank you for bearing with me :)
