Chapter 4:
"Clark?" Martha Kent quickly cut across the garden heading towards the loft in a slow run. Recently with everything that had been going on in Smallville the Kent's had taken to have Jonathan's old CB radio on while she was working in the kitchen just in case anything was happening that needed her boy. She unlike Jonathan understood Clark's need to help those weaker than himself, his need to be accepted by these people and it made her so proud even if it did leave her with her heart in her mouth sometimes. Today was different though, as she worked away the CB crackled into life with multiple panicked cries from the Drivers out at the Luthor Corp plant. In the background she could hear that awful roar and the terrible laugh as the sounds of tearing metal and peoples screams filled the airwaves as the drivers called for help. She knew Jonathan wouldn't approve but the plant was an hour's drive outside of town even travelling at sixty miles an hour. Clark may be the only chance these people had.
At the sound of his mothers voice Clark and Lana sprang apart like scalded cats trying to look as if they hadn't just been rounding second base with all intention of running for home. "Uh…Yeah mom?" Without even thinking about it he reached out taking Lana's hand in his own and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Clark there's something going on at the Luthor Plant I think they need your he…" She blinked at the sight of his son clutching the hand of Lana Lang and she trailed off her face white with the thought she may have said to much. "Hi Lana, I didn't know you were up here, Clark can I talk to you privately for a second." Clark smiled a nervous kind of smile and Martha knew right then what had happened. "You told her?" Clark had the decency to turn away but Lana stood detaching her hand from Clarks and walking over to take Martha's hands in her own.
"Not really, I already had most of the facts Mrs Kent, I knew how special Clark was and I knew he could do things normal people couldn't do, so I confronted him and he kinda filled in the blanks."
Martha gave her son the `We are going to be discussing this later young man` look and turned her attention back to Lana. "And you're ok with the fact he's an alien?" Lana grinned slightly and laughed. "What's so funny?"
Lana turned to a blushing Clark before looking back at his mother. "Well when I was a kid I always wanted my own E:T, now I have the next best thing, that and when he finally told me the entire truth I hit him over the head with a two by four."
"You did…never mind, seeing as you know the Kent family secret I guess you can hear what I have to say. Clark there is something bad happening at the Luthor Corp plant, it's all over he CB something is tearing the place apart, one of the drivers said it was like Doomsday out there and there's no way for the police to get there soon enough to help out."
Clark nodded solemnly. "I'll go right away mom." Clark stood and turned to Lana. "Wait here for me and we can finish our…discussion when I get back ok?" Lana smiled and stood on her tiptoes and kissed the corner of his mouth.
"Be safe ok."
Clark smiled. "Indestructible remember." He flashed her that trademarked Kent grins before disappearing in a gust of cold air. Lana sighed and touched her fingers to her lips with a silly grin on her face.
Martha watched the young girl for a moment and smiled. "It's the grin, it should be outlawed, his father is exactly the same, they flash that grin and you are willing to let them get away with anything." She slipped her arm through Lana's and led the smiling girl out of the Loft. "I have some apple cobbler in the oven, let's go talk."
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The aptly named Doomsday raised its arms in triumph and roared to the heavens, all it's strange enemies had fallen before its might. All around him trucks lay in ruins some burning as their fuel tanks caught fire exploding in gouts of orange and red flame, whilst in the middle stood Doomsday like a mythical demon from hell. In the background the Luthor Corp plant stood empty, it's workers having fled through a system of corridors that's led away from the plant itself towards the methane storage tanks where they could escape unnoticed by the creature.
Doomsday laughed its awful growling laugh and turned its attention to the plant, the domicile of his enemies, soon it too would know the might of Doomsday. It started to trudge across the muddy fields kicking and punching aside the burning wrecks that littered the road. It shambled towards the buildings in its awkward run it's over developed muscles and the containment suit hindering it's approach but it was picking up speed when something slammed into it knocking it off it's feet and sending it sliding through the muddy field.
Clark stood there the wind causing his red flannel shirt to flap in the breeze and he watched as the creature, Doomsday climbed to its feet and growled at him. He stood proud in his abilities and waited for the creature to approach. "I don't know what you are but you're not going any further. Doomsday roared in challenge and crossed the space between them and drew back its free arm and fired a punch that could crack a mountain in half into the strange two leg's body.
Clark tensed his muscles intent on taking the blow to prove his superior strength, maybe get the creature to back down. He almost doubled over when it struck, he had never been hit so hard in his life, he didn't even react as the creature lashed out with a booted foot, knocking the wind out of him and driving him backwards through the air and into the remains of one of the burning trucks.
Doomsday laughed as yet another pitiful enemy fell beneath its mighty feet and it stomped towards the burning truck intent on finishing off this new threat. It tore into the remains of the truck trying to find it's prey when it felt a hand tap it on the shoulder. It spun in surprise and it rocked backwards as an uppercut struck him solidly in the face knocking him back several steps. It laughed
Clark was shocked that blow should have been enough to put any normal man or beast out for the count. He flexed his fingers sore from the uppercut and he watched as it straightened and laughed at him. Clark fixed a determined expression on his face and darted forward at super speed raining super speed full strength blows upon the creature intent on bringing it down. Doomsday roared in pain as it felt the blows through its containment suit and it lashed out with its arm almost matching Clark's own speed and connected solidly with Clark's midsection. Clark soared through the air and slammed into the ground and sliding through the mud leaving a foot deep trench almost twenty metres long.
Clark pushed himself up onto his hands and knees gasping for breath blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He barely reacted in time as Doomsday cast a shadow over him and tried to stomp him down into the mud. Clark rolled aside as the creatures massive foot sunk into the mud almost up to it's knee and Clark rolled back in to take advantage his booted foot coming in at full strength into the creatures groin. Doomsday howled in pain from the blow and snatched Clark's ankle out of the air with its massive fist and whipped him around and tossed him clear across the field towards the factory. Clark slammed into the metal-sheeted concrete wall and through it crashing through several floors before he came to a dazed halt. He slowly pushed himself to his feet his body aching. He had to stop this thing, Smallville town centre was only an hour away on foots and this thing would tear apart his home, the thoughts of Pete and Chloe or his parents at the mercy of this creature incensed him. The thought of Lana in its clutches drove his anger to new heights and he pushed himself to his feet and scanned the grounds with his X-ray vision.
Sighting the creatures approach he darted forward at super speed clear through the wall slamming once more into the creatures body firing super powered blows to the creatures midsection. Each blow lifting Doomsday clean off it's feet taking the massive monster by surprise. Evading the monsters reach Clark grabbed the behemoth by its ankle and heaved it off the ground and spun round and round like a hammer thrower. `He weighs almost half a ton, gotta use that weight, need to get enough speed. ` Soon the pair were blurred like a spinning top and Clark let go of the beasts ankle and watched as it sailed through the air in the opposite direction heading towards the massive methane tanks. Clark blurred across the ground chasing hi adversary, ignoring the pain that filled his body. He skidded to a stop and looked around trying to find some sign of it when he glurked as it's massive hand clamped around his head and slammed him into the gravel around the methane tanks. Clark lay there limp in the gravel as once more the creature hauled him upright and brought him face to face. Clark stared into its one revealed eye and saw a depth of hatred and anger he had never witnessed before. "Jrrrrrrrellllll."
Clark was horrified, the creature, this Doomsday had called him by his father's name. Panic filled the struggling teenager at the thought that this could be another of his father's tests and he let fly with his heat vision, the semi visible jet of heat scorched Doomsday's face and it howled dropping Clark to the ground as it clutched it's blistered face. Clark turned his gaze to the Methane tank and once more let fly with his heat vision, carving a gaping hole in the metal and sparking off the gas inside. The explosion blossomed into the air as tanker after tanker exploded while Clark tried to outrun the blast his injuries affecting his ability to super speed properly. Doomsday didn't know what hit it as it was swallowed by the roiling wave of fire whilst Clark was caught by the shock wave and hurled through the air and crashed down in the cornfield and lay still.
TBC…
AN: Before I go any further I don't want people complaining that Doomsday is far to weak, this is an AU the Doomsday in my story is partially different to the one in DC comics and if you bear with the story all will be explained in the next chapter I promise. And guys some feed back would be nice, even if you think the story blows it'd be nice ta hear from ya'll
Yours Sincerely
The ever imaginative and Evil Kai Lun Mau