----the runs of krypton----
the man called jor-el slowly surveyed the scene laid out before him. where once had stood the proud planet of krypton, only dust and fragments of meteorites remained. even through the protective, speically-made steel of his ship, he could feel the faint affects of the kryptonite, sapping him of strength and sending a shiver down his spine. it had always done that, and it always would.
there was a faint signal, here, of his son's ship. the ship that he had sent away in such haste, hoping to spare the boy the brutal death that he had been so sure awaited all the people of his planet. perhaps kal-el would have survived, as he had. perhaps he would not have. there was no way of knowing. now, all that he could do was follow the signal of his son's tiny ship, and hope that the boy had escaped harm, was living peacefully on some planet far from here, where he would never be faced with the pain that came with being a kryptonian.
there would be enough of that pain in the future, of that jor-el was confident.
sighing softly, jor-el moved slowly toward the comman console of his ship, sitting down heavily. every moment that he spent in this god-forsaken place, he became weaker, both in body and in mind. the minute he was far enough away he would be fine, he knew that from past experience. however, it was just so damn annoying!
his fingers sped quickly over the console, latching onto the faint traces of his son's ship and placing them intot he computer's memory. it wold take a couple of moments for the comptuer to analyze the informaton, and in the mean time jor-el was left with his thoughts.
what was kal-el doing now? was he happy? sad? was he laughing? crying? did he wonder about his parents, about why he had been sent away? there had been no time to change the message that had been sent in the ship, no time to add a message of explanation. did kal-el hate him? did he understand that sometimes, drastic measres had to be taken? was he unharmed, ad he been taken in by good people who could care for him?
jor-el started as the computer beeped loudly, smiling softly. the ship was now ready to follow the course of his son's hip, follow it to wherever kal-el might be. it would follow the faint signal that kal-el's ship gave off at all moments : a signal used to find lost ships, even if all power had been turned off. it would find the planet where kal-el was, and then find the exact location of the ship upon that planet.
it was time to bring kal-el home.
---- from the author ----
Authors Note : This story is AU. That means that it doesn't follow along with what actually happened in the story, although several plot items have been taken from the telivision series Lois and Clark : The New Adventures of Superman. What plot items, you may ask? Well, that'd be giving it away, now wouldn't it? Just remember : AU. And do i really haveto tell you that i don't own smallville? or it's characters/actors? If i did, this story wouldn't be AU, it would be part of the show :)
authors note II : i did not see the ending episodes of season two, nor have i seen the beginning episodes of season 3. this takes place before clark went "bad" and left for metropolis -- while martha was still pregnant with the child. it begins shortly after she had told johnothan and clark that she was pregnant.
the man called jor-el slowly surveyed the scene laid out before him. where once had stood the proud planet of krypton, only dust and fragments of meteorites remained. even through the protective, speically-made steel of his ship, he could feel the faint affects of the kryptonite, sapping him of strength and sending a shiver down his spine. it had always done that, and it always would.
there was a faint signal, here, of his son's ship. the ship that he had sent away in such haste, hoping to spare the boy the brutal death that he had been so sure awaited all the people of his planet. perhaps kal-el would have survived, as he had. perhaps he would not have. there was no way of knowing. now, all that he could do was follow the signal of his son's tiny ship, and hope that the boy had escaped harm, was living peacefully on some planet far from here, where he would never be faced with the pain that came with being a kryptonian.
there would be enough of that pain in the future, of that jor-el was confident.
sighing softly, jor-el moved slowly toward the comman console of his ship, sitting down heavily. every moment that he spent in this god-forsaken place, he became weaker, both in body and in mind. the minute he was far enough away he would be fine, he knew that from past experience. however, it was just so damn annoying!
his fingers sped quickly over the console, latching onto the faint traces of his son's ship and placing them intot he computer's memory. it wold take a couple of moments for the comptuer to analyze the informaton, and in the mean time jor-el was left with his thoughts.
what was kal-el doing now? was he happy? sad? was he laughing? crying? did he wonder about his parents, about why he had been sent away? there had been no time to change the message that had been sent in the ship, no time to add a message of explanation. did kal-el hate him? did he understand that sometimes, drastic measres had to be taken? was he unharmed, ad he been taken in by good people who could care for him?
jor-el started as the computer beeped loudly, smiling softly. the ship was now ready to follow the course of his son's hip, follow it to wherever kal-el might be. it would follow the faint signal that kal-el's ship gave off at all moments : a signal used to find lost ships, even if all power had been turned off. it would find the planet where kal-el was, and then find the exact location of the ship upon that planet.
it was time to bring kal-el home.
---- from the author ----
Authors Note : This story is AU. That means that it doesn't follow along with what actually happened in the story, although several plot items have been taken from the telivision series Lois and Clark : The New Adventures of Superman. What plot items, you may ask? Well, that'd be giving it away, now wouldn't it? Just remember : AU. And do i really haveto tell you that i don't own smallville? or it's characters/actors? If i did, this story wouldn't be AU, it would be part of the show :)
authors note II : i did not see the ending episodes of season two, nor have i seen the beginning episodes of season 3. this takes place before clark went "bad" and left for metropolis -- while martha was still pregnant with the child. it begins shortly after she had told johnothan and clark that she was pregnant.