AN: Hey, sorry if I go a little more on the space plot, it's at a more
crucial point in the story. There still will be some earth because, my new
rule for myself, is at least 6000 words per chapter, and that's a lot to be
only about space. But, for most of the beginning it will be on Krypton so
bear with me.
Oh, and DD, thanks for the awesome ideas, I was stuck! BFF 4ever!
Please Review everybody!
"Well, here we are, what do you think?" Laura said to Clark. Clark just kind of stood there in shock. The Kryptonian High School looked almost like a normal American High School. Only, different. "Hello...Krypton to KAL- EL, try not to look like you're in shock. You've been going here for four years now, remember?"
"Oh, sorry." Clark mumbled. Laura began walking down the hall. Clark sheepishly followed her like a lost dog.
"Hey Jor-El, nice new clothes!" A boy with spiked, white hair called out. Clark just kept walking. "Jor-El!" Laura elbowed him.
"That's you!" she whispered. Clark turned around.
"Oh, hi, thanks." Clark said, trying to sound like he knew who he was talking to. Laura continued the conversation.
"Hey Tor-El, so, how much trouble are you in because of your F?"
"Not to much, what about you guys?"
"I'm not in too deep, I only got a Q, but Jor-El on the other hand..." Laura started off.
"Let's just say it wasn't pretty." Clark finished, sounding a little more confident.
"Tor-El, come here!" some girl down the hall called.
"Coming Lalaine! Later guys." Tor-El rushed off down the hall.
"You didn't do to bad KAL-EL, you sounded just like Jor-El." Laura complimented him.
"Like father like son I guess." Clark replied. Laura led him to their first class.
"Ok, we only have three classes together, but at least your first one is with me, so you'll kind of get use to it." They walked into the room. Clark glanced up at the blackboard.
"Laura, I can't read that." Clark whispered nervously in her ear.
"We may have a problem there." Laura and Clark walked up to the teacher, who was reading, actually, Clark had no idea what he was reading, in his desk. "Uh, excuse me, Mr. RO-REL." Laura said. Clark could tell she was trying to think up some excuse she could use to allow them to be exempt from class.
"Yes Laura, Jor-El, what can I do for you." Mr. RO-REL looked up from his reading.
"Uh yeah..."Laura began, "you see Jor-El's having a little problem with his memory lately and I was wondering if maybe I could go sit with him and help him?"
"That's really thoughtful of you Laura, you're a good friend to Jor- El, but we're just having a book discussion today, I'm sure Jor-El can participate with that, now if you'll excuse me..." he went back to his reading.
"But..."Laura started again.
"Laura, you both may go now." Mr. RO-REL pointed toward the door. Laura and Clark trudged out of the classroom.
"Ok, we have five minutes for me to tell you everything about the book come on!" She pulled Clark down the hall and into what looked like the Library, but he couldn't tell for sure.
"Hey is this a.." Clark started, but Laura cut him off.
"No time to talk, just listen. Ok, the book is called Ish-El on the run. Ish-El is an 11 year old Kryptonian boy who is on the run from the Galactic council. He was framed for being responsible for the Kryptonite acid that was poured into a large area of snow outside the Kryptonian council meeting room. He ran away to Earth, to a town called Paris in..."
"France." Clark said
"Hey how did you know that?" Laura asked. She sounded out of breath.
"I've lived on Earth my whole life, remember?" Clark said simply.
"What do you know about France?"
"Well I studied it a little last year." The bell rang, although it sounded nothing like the kind of bell Clark was used to, to start class.
"Well let's hope you don't really have a memory problem and that you get asked more questions about France than about what happened in the actual book. They began to walk to Class. Laura showed Clark where he was supposed to sit. Clark sat down. He felt very nervous. He just knew he was going to fail, and then Jor-El would hate him, which wasn't much of a big deal because Clark doesn't really like him either. Or at least the future Jor-El.
"Ok, class, attention now. Today, we will be having a book discussion on the book we read eL98.3 (98th day in the 3rd Millennium of Krypton's existence.) Ish-El on the run. Now I will be calling on you to answer questions, which will help determine your grade for the day." Mr. RO-REL said. "Let's see, YO-el, what color Kryptonite did Gre-nel and Lola use to make the acid with?"
"Green." YO-el answered.
"Correct. Now, Laura, what is the name of Ish-El's brother?"
"Pol-NeL." Laura said.
"Very good, now Jor-El, ..." Clark gulped. "...what famous landmark in France did Ish-El foolishly climb to try to see Krypton and signal for help?"
"Uh...The Eiffel Tower?" Clark said, it sounded logical.
"Excellent, now Lalaine..." Clark stopped listening. He couldn't believe the luck he had for a question. He started to think about whether or not his parents noticed he wasn't there and that it was Jor-El. Clark hoped his dad didn't hurt him. Because if there's no more Jor-El, then there's no more him. But I guess he won't know unless he disappears from existence. Clark began listening again, he was back at Laura, crud, he was next again.
"Good Laura, now Jor-El, your final question, what is the name of the struggling artist Ish-El befriends in France?" Uh oh. Clark didn't know that one.
"I...don't know." Clark answered sadly.
"Tsk Tsk Jor-El, that won't help your grade, ok Lalaine in what..." Clark stopped listening again. He blew it. The door flew open. KAL-EL sr. stood there, not looking pleasant.
"Excuse me Mr. RO-REL, but I need to borrow my son. Now." He growled. Clark slowly got up and walked out the door. Laura immediately got up to follow him.
"Miss Laura, where are you going, sit down!" Mr. RO-REL said.
"Uh, sorry emergency." She quickly ran from the room and down the hall. She could hear KAL-EL'S angry voice. She ran in between him and Clark. "Wait, don't hurt him!" Laura called out, breathing heavily.
"Laura I appreciate your concern. But Jor-El has to accept responsibility for his actions. He has to be punished."
"No, you can't hurt him."
"Laura, you need to stay out of it."
"I can't, I won't let you hurt him."
"Laura!"
"No! I won't let you hurt my baby!"
"Your baby?"
"Real smooth." Clark whispered.
Jor-El was confused. How was he supposed to know where to go? He had never even heard of school. "Hey Clark!" Pete Ross called from out the bus window. "Are you coming to school or not?"
"Uh yeah!" Jor-El called out. He walked over to the bus and got on. He saw Pete wave at him and went to sit next to him.
"Hey Clark what's wrong? You look like you're in shock or something."
"Clark? My name's not Clark, it's Jor-El." Jor-El said. He gasped. "Oops." He whispered.
"Jor-El? Well then...where's Clark!" Pete asked looking frantic.
"You mean that one kid? I don't know, he probably ended up on Krypton 1943, what's it to ya?"
"Gee, I thought you of all people might care, because he is your son you know." Pete said, feeling a little angry.
"My...son? Why would my son be living on earth?" Jor-El said, still in shock.
"Because Krypton blew up! You sent Clark here in a meteor shower. And not so loud, no one else knows but me and his parents." Pete whispered.
"Hmmm. I could have fun with this." Jor-El said, smiling.
"Oh no, you aren't going to ruin his life. Besides, people on earth aren't exactly used to having aliens visit them. We don't even believe they exist, you could be studied."
"Oh, yeah that wouldn't be good. But I don't know what to do! I haven't even begun studying earth yet! Hey wait a second! What do you mean I don't exist!"
"I'll help you ok? But not so loud! Is there any way we could get a hold of Clark? I mean, who does he have to help him?"
"Laura, little help here." Clark said. Lost for words.
"You two have some explaining to do!" KAL-EL said. Clark sighed. "
"Maybe we should say something." Clark said.
"Well...I..." a strange buzzing noise filled the air, and something in Laura's pocket started glowing. "Uh excuse me, someone's calling my oracle, just be a moment." She grabbed Clark's arm and started pulling him into an empty classroom. "Come on you." She turned on her oracle. "Jor-El! Thank goodness! Where are you, and why don't you just come home! I am so worried about you!"
"Whoa, Laura, calm down, I'm fine. And don't you think I've been trying to get home for like, ever to get home. The oracle seems to be broken. Hey, have you seen a guy who looks just like me, running around anywhere?"
"You mean KAL-EL? Yeah, he's right here." She pulls Clark towards her.
"Clark man, is that you?" Pete asked into the oracle.
"Pete?"
"Yeah it's me, Clark are you ok?"
"Yeah I'm fine Pete, except for my crazy psychotic Grandfather is trying to kill me!"
"Clark, you have to come home. You have finals today! And Jor-El can't read any of this junk."
"Only Jor-El can send us home, and apparently, he hasn't fixed that oracle thingy. Oh, and Pete, do my parents know yet?"
"No, they think Jor-El is you. And I suggest we keep it that way. If your dad finds out, he'll go all mass murderer on us and shoot him."
"Good idea, look, I got to keep myself from being killed and brought back to life again."
"Yeah, it's pretty painful." Jor-El put in.
"Ok, we'll call you again when we get the chance. Bye Pete, Jor-El."
"Hey wait! Laura, whatever you do, don't tell my dad. Please, as a friend, DO NOT tell him the truth."
"Jor-El we may not have a choice, we can't let him do anything to him, he's never experienced that kind of extreme pain before."
"Please Laura." Jor-El sounded desperate.
"Ok, we'll avoid telling anyone at any possible cost, but if we're in real danger, we might have to, but only your dad."
"Yeah, Laura might switch into parental mode again and blow it." Clark added. Jor-El laughed.
"Good enough, call soon. Later." The oracle fuzzed out. Laura stepped out of the room. She pointed at Clark.
"Come on."
"No way, he'll hurt me!"
"Don't worry, I won't let him touch you."
"Promise?"
"I promise." Clark followed her back out into the hall to his doom. KAL-EL stood there still looking furious.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing, just a friendly oracle call." Laura said, trying to keep calm. Jor-El owed her big time.
"Speaking of which, Jor-El, where's my oracle?" KAL-EL said. Clark gulped. "Well?"
"I uh... don't have it." Clark flinched a little. How could this guy be his Grandfather? KAL-EL took out a long needle from his pocket. Like the kind you get a shot from.
"Crap." Laura whispered.
"What?!" Clark whispered back.
"That needle will kill you. Of course he'll bring you back to life. It's a often practiced punishment here on Krypton." Laura whispered back.
"And he just carries one around with him everywhere?" Clark asked. Clark started shaking a little. Laura stepped in between them.
"No! You can't hurt him! Laura cried out in distress. "I won't let you!"
"Laura, we've been over this before, Jor-El has to take responsibility."
"NO! YOU CAN'T!"
"Laura!"
"Parental mode..." Clark whispered
"NO!"
"Why not?!"
"Because uh... I can't tell you!"
"I don't see any reason not to..."
"Because he's not Jor-El!" Laura cried, then clapped her hand over her mouth.
5 minutes and I already broke my promise. Jor-El's going to kill me.
"Ok, you have amnesia, ok, you can't remember much. You've already called a doctor and it's only temporarily. It'll be gone in a few days. And your name is Clark Kent. You got all that?" Pete asked, not quite feeling right about what he was doing.
"Pretty much."
"I already talked to the principal. Good thing we're in all the same classes. I'm allowed to sit with you and help you out, so we're going to work together." The bell rang for class to start. "Come on, I'll show you to class."
The day went by pretty smoothly for Pete and Jor-El, but for Clark and Laura... That's another story, or chapter rather! (
AN: Ok, forget 6000 words 2171 is close enough. Hey sorry about not saying too much about what's going on, on Earth. But there isn't too much to say at this point. Please RR and I hoped you enjoy it.
"Well, here we are, what do you think?" Laura said to Clark. Clark just kind of stood there in shock. The Kryptonian High School looked almost like a normal American High School. Only, different. "Hello...Krypton to KAL- EL, try not to look like you're in shock. You've been going here for four years now, remember?"
"Oh, sorry." Clark mumbled. Laura began walking down the hall. Clark sheepishly followed her like a lost dog.
"Hey Jor-El, nice new clothes!" A boy with spiked, white hair called out. Clark just kept walking. "Jor-El!" Laura elbowed him.
"That's you!" she whispered. Clark turned around.
"Oh, hi, thanks." Clark said, trying to sound like he knew who he was talking to. Laura continued the conversation.
"Hey Tor-El, so, how much trouble are you in because of your F?"
"Not to much, what about you guys?"
"I'm not in too deep, I only got a Q, but Jor-El on the other hand..." Laura started off.
"Let's just say it wasn't pretty." Clark finished, sounding a little more confident.
"Tor-El, come here!" some girl down the hall called.
"Coming Lalaine! Later guys." Tor-El rushed off down the hall.
"You didn't do to bad KAL-EL, you sounded just like Jor-El." Laura complimented him.
"Like father like son I guess." Clark replied. Laura led him to their first class.
"Ok, we only have three classes together, but at least your first one is with me, so you'll kind of get use to it." They walked into the room. Clark glanced up at the blackboard.
"Laura, I can't read that." Clark whispered nervously in her ear.
"We may have a problem there." Laura and Clark walked up to the teacher, who was reading, actually, Clark had no idea what he was reading, in his desk. "Uh, excuse me, Mr. RO-REL." Laura said. Clark could tell she was trying to think up some excuse she could use to allow them to be exempt from class.
"Yes Laura, Jor-El, what can I do for you." Mr. RO-REL looked up from his reading.
"Uh yeah..."Laura began, "you see Jor-El's having a little problem with his memory lately and I was wondering if maybe I could go sit with him and help him?"
"That's really thoughtful of you Laura, you're a good friend to Jor- El, but we're just having a book discussion today, I'm sure Jor-El can participate with that, now if you'll excuse me..." he went back to his reading.
"But..."Laura started again.
"Laura, you both may go now." Mr. RO-REL pointed toward the door. Laura and Clark trudged out of the classroom.
"Ok, we have five minutes for me to tell you everything about the book come on!" She pulled Clark down the hall and into what looked like the Library, but he couldn't tell for sure.
"Hey is this a.." Clark started, but Laura cut him off.
"No time to talk, just listen. Ok, the book is called Ish-El on the run. Ish-El is an 11 year old Kryptonian boy who is on the run from the Galactic council. He was framed for being responsible for the Kryptonite acid that was poured into a large area of snow outside the Kryptonian council meeting room. He ran away to Earth, to a town called Paris in..."
"France." Clark said
"Hey how did you know that?" Laura asked. She sounded out of breath.
"I've lived on Earth my whole life, remember?" Clark said simply.
"What do you know about France?"
"Well I studied it a little last year." The bell rang, although it sounded nothing like the kind of bell Clark was used to, to start class.
"Well let's hope you don't really have a memory problem and that you get asked more questions about France than about what happened in the actual book. They began to walk to Class. Laura showed Clark where he was supposed to sit. Clark sat down. He felt very nervous. He just knew he was going to fail, and then Jor-El would hate him, which wasn't much of a big deal because Clark doesn't really like him either. Or at least the future Jor-El.
"Ok, class, attention now. Today, we will be having a book discussion on the book we read eL98.3 (98th day in the 3rd Millennium of Krypton's existence.) Ish-El on the run. Now I will be calling on you to answer questions, which will help determine your grade for the day." Mr. RO-REL said. "Let's see, YO-el, what color Kryptonite did Gre-nel and Lola use to make the acid with?"
"Green." YO-el answered.
"Correct. Now, Laura, what is the name of Ish-El's brother?"
"Pol-NeL." Laura said.
"Very good, now Jor-El, ..." Clark gulped. "...what famous landmark in France did Ish-El foolishly climb to try to see Krypton and signal for help?"
"Uh...The Eiffel Tower?" Clark said, it sounded logical.
"Excellent, now Lalaine..." Clark stopped listening. He couldn't believe the luck he had for a question. He started to think about whether or not his parents noticed he wasn't there and that it was Jor-El. Clark hoped his dad didn't hurt him. Because if there's no more Jor-El, then there's no more him. But I guess he won't know unless he disappears from existence. Clark began listening again, he was back at Laura, crud, he was next again.
"Good Laura, now Jor-El, your final question, what is the name of the struggling artist Ish-El befriends in France?" Uh oh. Clark didn't know that one.
"I...don't know." Clark answered sadly.
"Tsk Tsk Jor-El, that won't help your grade, ok Lalaine in what..." Clark stopped listening again. He blew it. The door flew open. KAL-EL sr. stood there, not looking pleasant.
"Excuse me Mr. RO-REL, but I need to borrow my son. Now." He growled. Clark slowly got up and walked out the door. Laura immediately got up to follow him.
"Miss Laura, where are you going, sit down!" Mr. RO-REL said.
"Uh, sorry emergency." She quickly ran from the room and down the hall. She could hear KAL-EL'S angry voice. She ran in between him and Clark. "Wait, don't hurt him!" Laura called out, breathing heavily.
"Laura I appreciate your concern. But Jor-El has to accept responsibility for his actions. He has to be punished."
"No, you can't hurt him."
"Laura, you need to stay out of it."
"I can't, I won't let you hurt him."
"Laura!"
"No! I won't let you hurt my baby!"
"Your baby?"
"Real smooth." Clark whispered.
Jor-El was confused. How was he supposed to know where to go? He had never even heard of school. "Hey Clark!" Pete Ross called from out the bus window. "Are you coming to school or not?"
"Uh yeah!" Jor-El called out. He walked over to the bus and got on. He saw Pete wave at him and went to sit next to him.
"Hey Clark what's wrong? You look like you're in shock or something."
"Clark? My name's not Clark, it's Jor-El." Jor-El said. He gasped. "Oops." He whispered.
"Jor-El? Well then...where's Clark!" Pete asked looking frantic.
"You mean that one kid? I don't know, he probably ended up on Krypton 1943, what's it to ya?"
"Gee, I thought you of all people might care, because he is your son you know." Pete said, feeling a little angry.
"My...son? Why would my son be living on earth?" Jor-El said, still in shock.
"Because Krypton blew up! You sent Clark here in a meteor shower. And not so loud, no one else knows but me and his parents." Pete whispered.
"Hmmm. I could have fun with this." Jor-El said, smiling.
"Oh no, you aren't going to ruin his life. Besides, people on earth aren't exactly used to having aliens visit them. We don't even believe they exist, you could be studied."
"Oh, yeah that wouldn't be good. But I don't know what to do! I haven't even begun studying earth yet! Hey wait a second! What do you mean I don't exist!"
"I'll help you ok? But not so loud! Is there any way we could get a hold of Clark? I mean, who does he have to help him?"
"Laura, little help here." Clark said. Lost for words.
"You two have some explaining to do!" KAL-EL said. Clark sighed. "
"Maybe we should say something." Clark said.
"Well...I..." a strange buzzing noise filled the air, and something in Laura's pocket started glowing. "Uh excuse me, someone's calling my oracle, just be a moment." She grabbed Clark's arm and started pulling him into an empty classroom. "Come on you." She turned on her oracle. "Jor-El! Thank goodness! Where are you, and why don't you just come home! I am so worried about you!"
"Whoa, Laura, calm down, I'm fine. And don't you think I've been trying to get home for like, ever to get home. The oracle seems to be broken. Hey, have you seen a guy who looks just like me, running around anywhere?"
"You mean KAL-EL? Yeah, he's right here." She pulls Clark towards her.
"Clark man, is that you?" Pete asked into the oracle.
"Pete?"
"Yeah it's me, Clark are you ok?"
"Yeah I'm fine Pete, except for my crazy psychotic Grandfather is trying to kill me!"
"Clark, you have to come home. You have finals today! And Jor-El can't read any of this junk."
"Only Jor-El can send us home, and apparently, he hasn't fixed that oracle thingy. Oh, and Pete, do my parents know yet?"
"No, they think Jor-El is you. And I suggest we keep it that way. If your dad finds out, he'll go all mass murderer on us and shoot him."
"Good idea, look, I got to keep myself from being killed and brought back to life again."
"Yeah, it's pretty painful." Jor-El put in.
"Ok, we'll call you again when we get the chance. Bye Pete, Jor-El."
"Hey wait! Laura, whatever you do, don't tell my dad. Please, as a friend, DO NOT tell him the truth."
"Jor-El we may not have a choice, we can't let him do anything to him, he's never experienced that kind of extreme pain before."
"Please Laura." Jor-El sounded desperate.
"Ok, we'll avoid telling anyone at any possible cost, but if we're in real danger, we might have to, but only your dad."
"Yeah, Laura might switch into parental mode again and blow it." Clark added. Jor-El laughed.
"Good enough, call soon. Later." The oracle fuzzed out. Laura stepped out of the room. She pointed at Clark.
"Come on."
"No way, he'll hurt me!"
"Don't worry, I won't let him touch you."
"Promise?"
"I promise." Clark followed her back out into the hall to his doom. KAL-EL stood there still looking furious.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing, just a friendly oracle call." Laura said, trying to keep calm. Jor-El owed her big time.
"Speaking of which, Jor-El, where's my oracle?" KAL-EL said. Clark gulped. "Well?"
"I uh... don't have it." Clark flinched a little. How could this guy be his Grandfather? KAL-EL took out a long needle from his pocket. Like the kind you get a shot from.
"Crap." Laura whispered.
"What?!" Clark whispered back.
"That needle will kill you. Of course he'll bring you back to life. It's a often practiced punishment here on Krypton." Laura whispered back.
"And he just carries one around with him everywhere?" Clark asked. Clark started shaking a little. Laura stepped in between them.
"No! You can't hurt him! Laura cried out in distress. "I won't let you!"
"Laura, we've been over this before, Jor-El has to take responsibility."
"NO! YOU CAN'T!"
"Laura!"
"Parental mode..." Clark whispered
"NO!"
"Why not?!"
"Because uh... I can't tell you!"
"I don't see any reason not to..."
"Because he's not Jor-El!" Laura cried, then clapped her hand over her mouth.
5 minutes and I already broke my promise. Jor-El's going to kill me.
"Ok, you have amnesia, ok, you can't remember much. You've already called a doctor and it's only temporarily. It'll be gone in a few days. And your name is Clark Kent. You got all that?" Pete asked, not quite feeling right about what he was doing.
"Pretty much."
"I already talked to the principal. Good thing we're in all the same classes. I'm allowed to sit with you and help you out, so we're going to work together." The bell rang for class to start. "Come on, I'll show you to class."
The day went by pretty smoothly for Pete and Jor-El, but for Clark and Laura... That's another story, or chapter rather! (
AN: Ok, forget 6000 words 2171 is close enough. Hey sorry about not saying too much about what's going on, on Earth. But there isn't too much to say at this point. Please RR and I hoped you enjoy it.