Chapter 6: River Styx

I looked into the mirror, it was time to change my appearance, I did not want people to think of me as Clark. I dropped my hood; my face was covered with stains from my tears. I washed my face, and to my surprise my eyes were still red. What had happened to me?

I showered; the water falling off of my body was red with blood, although most of it was not my own. After showering I looked back into the mirror, it was time to do something with this hair.

I spun around and headed out of the house, it was time to go shopping. As I slowly walked down the road to the Fordman's shop everyone moved out of my way. When I arrived, I walked inside to see everyone staring at me. I glanced to each side quickly but kept going; as I walked I grabbed a pair of scissors, a bottle of hair gel, and a black trench coat.

I stopped in front of a mirror, and got to work. I used my super speed to cut my hair faster, when I was done; I grabbed the bottle of hair gel and began spiking my hair. I spiked two longer bunches of hair to look like horns, if I was going to do the devil's dirty work, I might as well look like him. I turned around to see everyone staring at me again. I put on my trench coat and smiled, this was as good a place to start as any.

I walked to the counter, reached over, and grabbed the cashier by the throat. He began fighting trying to make me let go, but to no avail. I threw him across the store to land in the shoe department.

I noticed people trying to escape so I super sped over to the door and used my heat vision to melt the doors together so no one could get out. I turned around slowly and just smiled at everyone. They all paled in horror at me, I was getting another fix of power and I loved it.

My rampage continued for what seemed like hours but was truthfully only 5 minutes, before everyone in the store lay dead, most with broken necks, others were thrown to their death, while a few extremely unfortunate people tried fighting back, and they got it the worst. Those people lay at opposite sides of the store, one half in the shoe department, the other half in children's clothing.

Blood flowed like rivers and I just stood there smiling. I turned and made my way to the door, but before leaving I decided to burn the place to the ground. I let loose burst after burst of heat vision, lighting everything in the store on fire. This made a smirk crawl onto my face, and I turned and walked out of the burning inferno that was the Fordman's store.

There they were the police. I tilted my head to the side trying to figure out what they thought they could do. They stood there hiding behind their cars with their guns pointed at me.

"Put your hands up!" One police officer said, I was assuming it was the sheriff. "I repeat put your hands up!" I just shrugged and did as told, as they inched closer and closer to me, I grinned. The River Styx would be busy today.

As one police officer got close enough to be within arms reach, my arm shot out and grabbed his throat, then ripped my hand back tearing his throat out, all before anyone could blink. He fell to the ground clutching his throat, bleeding profusely and trying to suck in any air he could. I just watched as he squirmed on the ground like an ant that had been stepped on but not killed.

The other officers stopped and their eyes widened in horror. I continued to grin and looked around all of Smallville's finest, which weren't good enough; no one was good enough to kill me. I shot a burst of heat vision right at the sheriff's forehead, it began to burn, but I put more heat into it and it ripped right through her head. Her head lolled back and forth, and her eyes began to roll into the back of head as a slight amount of drool escaped her mouth before falling to the ground.

I grabbed the nearest car and threw it at a group of officers who were watching as their sheriff lie on the ground dead, they didn't have time to react before a car came crashing down on their world. Anger and hatred fueled me. Bodies flew as did cars, the screams of people echoed through the streets of Smallville. After all the police were dead, or twitching, I walked past, killing a few pedestrians who were shocked and couldn't move. It was a good day to kill, but I didn't want to kill all of Smallville in one day, what would be the fun in that. I decided tomorrow would be a day to take in all the grieving, the pain and the suffering of the whole town. Today I instilled fear in the whole town, now they will bow to me, but before that I had to visit someone…

At the Kawache caves I walked in and made my way over to the secret room where I would contact my father. "Father! I have come to fulfill my destiny!"

His voice boomed off the walls, "Very good Kal-El…" He paused. "There is something different about you Kal-El. I can sense your anger, your rage, your hatred, but most of all your sadness… What has happened my son?"

"Nothing important, but I just thought you should know I'm ready to complete my destiny." I grinned.

"Good… find the crystals and unite them… you must do this, no one else can see the knowledge these stones will lead you to. For if they do, the world will plunge into chaos." A half-grin appeared on my face… chaos… I'd like that, but I'd prefer if I did it myself.

"Very well, father. I shall return when I have all the stones." I turned and walked out of the caves. Too bad my father did not know that I was planning on using this knowledge to create chaos through out the world. The time had come, it was my time to rule.