Jonathon sighed as he continued to pace back in forth throughout his
kitchen. Martha Kent, his wife, and Pete Ross were sitting at the table
over a stack of newspapers. Jonathon stopped and slammed his hand down on
the counter.
"Honey...we have two choices to get Clark home...If only I wouldn't have pushed him so hard on what he did. The second choice I hope we don't have to do for his sake. The first on is we go find him and talk to him to come home...that's Pete and me. You are to stay here. If that doesn't work...(sigh) we have to resort to kryptonite. Pete can come close with it and I'll slide the ring off." Jonathon said picking up the newspaper to reveal what is says. It shows a picture of a masked man walking straight in to bullets with a bag of money. Under it the caption says "BULLET PROOF MAN? THE PERFECT VILLIAN!" Martha looks up to her husband and slightly nods.
"Ok...Pete you sure you want to help? He could hurt you..." Jonathon said grabbing his coat and heading towards the door.
"Yeah. Clark needs to be stopped before he does something he'll regret." Pete said beating him to the door.
"Honey...I'll get him home." Jonathon said kissing her on the head. Slowly a tear runs down her face. Pete is sitting in the passenger seat by the time Jonathon gets in. A lead case sits on his lap. Jonathon looks down at it sadly.
"So do we know where he is or are we wondering around in Metropolis for a sign of him?" Pete said putting the case on the floor. Jonathon looks ahead and starts the engine to get to Metropolis.
"Well...most likely he is buying flashy stuff...so he wont go by his real name...so I think he might be using his other name..."
"Kal? That makes it easier. Just check fancy apartments for Kal." Pete said slowly.
"Yep..." Jonathon said staring ahead. Pete noticed that he started to drive faster.
"Uh Mr. Kent...you might want to drive slower...Clark doesn't know were coming so he'll stay where he is." Pete said grabbing the dashboard.
"Oh yeah. Sorry..." Jonathon said slightly letting off the gas. Pete sighed and leaned back clutching his seat belt.
Clark woke up holding his chest screaming in pain. His chest glowed red where the marks that his biological father had put there. He let out a groan as he slipped off the ring for a moment of peace. His eyes turned soft for a moment when he shook his head and slipped the ring back on. His eyes glowed red then sent red ripples up his arms. He leaned back in his bed and sighed. He looked around his five-star apartment and grinned.
"Stupid. Wasted my whole life in that hellhole." Clark said to himself as he drifted off to sleep.
Jonathon ran into the swinging doors followed quickly by Pete.
"Mr. Kent. Wait..."Pete puffed out slowing down as Jonathon ran up to the front desk.
"Excuse me ma'am? This is one of the most expensive apartment buildings in Metropolis right?" Jonathon said talking to the young woman dressed in an expensive dress. The young woman looked up from her computer and took one look at Jonathon and smiled. She smiled.
"Why yes it is...how may I help you two?" She said taking a look at Pete who was just now reaching the front desk.
"I was wondering if any one by the name of Kal has been living in these apartments?" Jonathon said anxiously. They have already been halfway down the list of five-star apartments in the Metropolis Yellow Pages...by now it was 2 o'clock in the morning.
"Um sure. One moment please. [Several seconds later] Sir? Yes there is a Kal. He is 20-23." The woman said. Jonathon grabbed Pete and took off up the stairs.
"Mr. Kent slow down. How do we approach him? You know how he is with that ring he doesn't hold back. And there is the elevator." Pete said huffing his way up the steps.
"That is what the kryptonite is for. I know for a fact he is going to lash out at one of us...I just wish we didn't have to do this. As for the approach...we will knock on the door. Wait for him to come then break out the meteor rock then I'll slip off the ring. Then..." Jonathon said. He turned on to floor 5 when he saw the elevator.
"Yeah lets use the elevator." Jonathan said. Pete followed in utter silence. He felt so bad for the Kent's and what they must be feeling. Having to hurt their only son. He shook his head and stepped into the elevator. Jonathon was standing in the corner. Pete sighed and pushed the 20 button on the wall.
They reached the 20th floor and stepped out of the elevator.
"Are you sure you would like to do this Mr. Kent?" Pete said walking down the hallway to room 23.
"We have to Pete." Jonathon said stepping in front of the blue door. He sighed and nodded his head to Pete who pulled out the meteor rock. Jonathon knocked and stepped to the side.
KNOCK! KNOCK! Clark opened his eyes as he heard the knocking on the door.
"What the hell!" Clark yelled as he sat up from his bed. He swung his legs over and stood up.
"This better be good who ever the hell you are!" Clark said as he rubbed his finger with the ring on it. Clark looked through the peephole to find nothing. He swung the door open obviously pissed.
"Holy Hell. You bet—" Clark stopped to feel the oh so familiar feeling of kryptonite. He looked around to find Pete holding a rock next to him. As he got closer Clark got weaker.
"What the crap are you doing? Jesus..." Clark said falling to his knees gasping for air. Pete looked at him sadly.
"Sorry man..." Pete whispered. Clark looked around to see Jonathan standing next him. Clark grinned through his pain.
"H-he-here to stop me? Y-you can't!" Clark said trying to get to his knees. Jonathon walked over to him and pushed him back down to the ground not having to try real hard. Clark grunted trying his best to get up.
"Come on Pete help the old man!" Clark said laughing but suddenly stopping, as Pete got closer. Clark let out a cry of pain as his drug him into his apartment. Pete followed shutting the door. Clark tried to wiggle as Jonathan grabbed his son's hand getting ready to pull of the ring when his son's shirt started to glow red. Clark screamed in agony as his father ripped open his shirt to find a horror. He looked as his son's chest that was glowing red from the 8 symbol. Clark's eyes started to water as he withered in pain on the floor.
"What the hell did Jor-el do to you!" Jonathan said. It wasn't really a question more of an angry statement. Clark started to shake violently.
"The ring..." Clark muttered before his eyes rolled in the back of his head as he slipped into unconsciousness. Pete stood in shock as he through the rock out the door and shut the door. Pete knelt down to Clark. Jonathan grabbed his son's hand and slipped the ring off. Clark's muscles weakened and they sent a tremor through his body; his chest stopped moving in and out. Jonathan picked his son's body up and hugged it.
"Clark? Come on Clark!" Jonathan whispered. Pete stood in horror at what he saw next. Jonathan looked down at his son as a tear dropped down on to Clark's chest. Clark slowly floated out of Jonathan's arms and into the air on his back. A red light came erupting out of his chest as a booming voice came out of nowhere.
"KAL-EL! YOU HAVE FAILED YOUR TEST! YOU SHALL HAVE TO PAY FOR YOUR MISTAKES!" The booming voice said that belonged to Jor-el. Clark's body shook as he fell to the ground. The scar on his chest removed. Pete beat Jonathon over to him.
"He still isn't breathing!" Pete yelled to Jonathan. Jonathan knelt down and started CPR on his son. After a few minutes Clark's chest started to move in and out. Jonathan put his son in his lap and cried.
"I am so sorry son. I shouldn't have said what I said. It's not your fault that the baby died. You did what you thought was best. We don't blame you." Jonathan said as he picked Clark up like a baby and walked out of the room. Pete followed him.
"Honey...we have two choices to get Clark home...If only I wouldn't have pushed him so hard on what he did. The second choice I hope we don't have to do for his sake. The first on is we go find him and talk to him to come home...that's Pete and me. You are to stay here. If that doesn't work...(sigh) we have to resort to kryptonite. Pete can come close with it and I'll slide the ring off." Jonathon said picking up the newspaper to reveal what is says. It shows a picture of a masked man walking straight in to bullets with a bag of money. Under it the caption says "BULLET PROOF MAN? THE PERFECT VILLIAN!" Martha looks up to her husband and slightly nods.
"Ok...Pete you sure you want to help? He could hurt you..." Jonathon said grabbing his coat and heading towards the door.
"Yeah. Clark needs to be stopped before he does something he'll regret." Pete said beating him to the door.
"Honey...I'll get him home." Jonathon said kissing her on the head. Slowly a tear runs down her face. Pete is sitting in the passenger seat by the time Jonathon gets in. A lead case sits on his lap. Jonathon looks down at it sadly.
"So do we know where he is or are we wondering around in Metropolis for a sign of him?" Pete said putting the case on the floor. Jonathon looks ahead and starts the engine to get to Metropolis.
"Well...most likely he is buying flashy stuff...so he wont go by his real name...so I think he might be using his other name..."
"Kal? That makes it easier. Just check fancy apartments for Kal." Pete said slowly.
"Yep..." Jonathon said staring ahead. Pete noticed that he started to drive faster.
"Uh Mr. Kent...you might want to drive slower...Clark doesn't know were coming so he'll stay where he is." Pete said grabbing the dashboard.
"Oh yeah. Sorry..." Jonathon said slightly letting off the gas. Pete sighed and leaned back clutching his seat belt.
Clark woke up holding his chest screaming in pain. His chest glowed red where the marks that his biological father had put there. He let out a groan as he slipped off the ring for a moment of peace. His eyes turned soft for a moment when he shook his head and slipped the ring back on. His eyes glowed red then sent red ripples up his arms. He leaned back in his bed and sighed. He looked around his five-star apartment and grinned.
"Stupid. Wasted my whole life in that hellhole." Clark said to himself as he drifted off to sleep.
Jonathon ran into the swinging doors followed quickly by Pete.
"Mr. Kent. Wait..."Pete puffed out slowing down as Jonathon ran up to the front desk.
"Excuse me ma'am? This is one of the most expensive apartment buildings in Metropolis right?" Jonathon said talking to the young woman dressed in an expensive dress. The young woman looked up from her computer and took one look at Jonathon and smiled. She smiled.
"Why yes it is...how may I help you two?" She said taking a look at Pete who was just now reaching the front desk.
"I was wondering if any one by the name of Kal has been living in these apartments?" Jonathon said anxiously. They have already been halfway down the list of five-star apartments in the Metropolis Yellow Pages...by now it was 2 o'clock in the morning.
"Um sure. One moment please. [Several seconds later] Sir? Yes there is a Kal. He is 20-23." The woman said. Jonathon grabbed Pete and took off up the stairs.
"Mr. Kent slow down. How do we approach him? You know how he is with that ring he doesn't hold back. And there is the elevator." Pete said huffing his way up the steps.
"That is what the kryptonite is for. I know for a fact he is going to lash out at one of us...I just wish we didn't have to do this. As for the approach...we will knock on the door. Wait for him to come then break out the meteor rock then I'll slip off the ring. Then..." Jonathon said. He turned on to floor 5 when he saw the elevator.
"Yeah lets use the elevator." Jonathan said. Pete followed in utter silence. He felt so bad for the Kent's and what they must be feeling. Having to hurt their only son. He shook his head and stepped into the elevator. Jonathon was standing in the corner. Pete sighed and pushed the 20 button on the wall.
They reached the 20th floor and stepped out of the elevator.
"Are you sure you would like to do this Mr. Kent?" Pete said walking down the hallway to room 23.
"We have to Pete." Jonathon said stepping in front of the blue door. He sighed and nodded his head to Pete who pulled out the meteor rock. Jonathon knocked and stepped to the side.
KNOCK! KNOCK! Clark opened his eyes as he heard the knocking on the door.
"What the hell!" Clark yelled as he sat up from his bed. He swung his legs over and stood up.
"This better be good who ever the hell you are!" Clark said as he rubbed his finger with the ring on it. Clark looked through the peephole to find nothing. He swung the door open obviously pissed.
"Holy Hell. You bet—" Clark stopped to feel the oh so familiar feeling of kryptonite. He looked around to find Pete holding a rock next to him. As he got closer Clark got weaker.
"What the crap are you doing? Jesus..." Clark said falling to his knees gasping for air. Pete looked at him sadly.
"Sorry man..." Pete whispered. Clark looked around to see Jonathan standing next him. Clark grinned through his pain.
"H-he-here to stop me? Y-you can't!" Clark said trying to get to his knees. Jonathon walked over to him and pushed him back down to the ground not having to try real hard. Clark grunted trying his best to get up.
"Come on Pete help the old man!" Clark said laughing but suddenly stopping, as Pete got closer. Clark let out a cry of pain as his drug him into his apartment. Pete followed shutting the door. Clark tried to wiggle as Jonathan grabbed his son's hand getting ready to pull of the ring when his son's shirt started to glow red. Clark screamed in agony as his father ripped open his shirt to find a horror. He looked as his son's chest that was glowing red from the 8 symbol. Clark's eyes started to water as he withered in pain on the floor.
"What the hell did Jor-el do to you!" Jonathan said. It wasn't really a question more of an angry statement. Clark started to shake violently.
"The ring..." Clark muttered before his eyes rolled in the back of his head as he slipped into unconsciousness. Pete stood in shock as he through the rock out the door and shut the door. Pete knelt down to Clark. Jonathan grabbed his son's hand and slipped the ring off. Clark's muscles weakened and they sent a tremor through his body; his chest stopped moving in and out. Jonathan picked his son's body up and hugged it.
"Clark? Come on Clark!" Jonathan whispered. Pete stood in horror at what he saw next. Jonathan looked down at his son as a tear dropped down on to Clark's chest. Clark slowly floated out of Jonathan's arms and into the air on his back. A red light came erupting out of his chest as a booming voice came out of nowhere.
"KAL-EL! YOU HAVE FAILED YOUR TEST! YOU SHALL HAVE TO PAY FOR YOUR MISTAKES!" The booming voice said that belonged to Jor-el. Clark's body shook as he fell to the ground. The scar on his chest removed. Pete beat Jonathon over to him.
"He still isn't breathing!" Pete yelled to Jonathan. Jonathan knelt down and started CPR on his son. After a few minutes Clark's chest started to move in and out. Jonathan put his son in his lap and cried.
"I am so sorry son. I shouldn't have said what I said. It's not your fault that the baby died. You did what you thought was best. We don't blame you." Jonathan said as he picked Clark up like a baby and walked out of the room. Pete followed him.
