Clark was finally getting the hang of flying. It was the most exhilarating feeling he'd ever experienced. Not far off now he saw Smallville, tiny far below. He could see the smoke from fires that were still burning, though the clouds he was flying around in told him that it was going to storm. Probably pretty soon. Then he saw a white flash from his farm. 'Enough fun Clark, you'd better go see what that was' he thought to himself. He descended rapidly and landed right in front of the demolished house. "Oh no not again..." he sighed as he remembered the work it took for them to rebuild the house after the tornado hit it a few years ago. It actually only took about a day with Clark working on it but he did almost all the work. "Mom! Dad! Where are you guys!" He shouted. Clark x-rayed the demolished house and saw a body impaled. He super-speeded into the wreckage and saw that it was Jason, his ex-football coach and Lana's ex-boyfriend. Clark walked back out to the front of the house and looked around. Thunder clapped overhead and it started to downpour. Then he saw standing on a hill in one of the fields a pair of glowing red eyes looking right back at him. The eyes belonged to a tall figure in a black suit that looked like some kind of futuristic armor. One of the arms of this figure held Clark's father to the ground and the other held some kind of knife to his throat. Clark ran as fast as he could to the field. He saw a large black spaceship parked behind the man in the suit.
"Get away from him!" Clark shouted, examining the alien's face which was a blank black helmet with the exception of the glowing eyes. The alien looked at Clark for a moment, the rain bouncing off its suit and trickling down to the ground, and then it stood releasing Jonathan who quickly ran to his son's side.
"You are the last son of Krypton. Your death will mark the end of those corrupt people's tainting of this galaxy." the alien growled at Clark in a metallic voice.
"I had nothing to do with what happened to your planet!"
"A minor detail. I had everything to do with the destruction of yours. The fact remains. You are Kal-el of Krypton and you will pay for what your people did to mine!" The alien held up the blade it was holding and it grew in size. Then in a burst of super speed it swung at Clark, nearly taking his head off.
"Dad get out of here! Its not safe!" Jonathan ran and took cover from the battle that was about to ensue behind the alien's ship.
Clark dodged a few more swings and then countered with an uppercut to the creature's head, knocking it thirty feet into the air before it landed with a thud. The creature jumped back up with speed Clark did not anticipate and manage to slash Clark across the chest. Clark let out a cry of pain and saw that he had been cut shallowly by the blade. Whatever this thing was it could hurt him. Clark got back to his feet and grabbed the wrist of the alien that was holding the blade. He bent it backwards with great effort, whatever the suit was made out of it was not something found on earth. Finally he heard a snap and the alien let out a cry of pain and dropped the blade. With its free arm it pounded Clark across the face, sending him flying. Clark once again picked himself out of the mud, a lightning flash briefly illuminated him and the black armor of the alien. The alien looked around as if scanning the field for something and then it ran to a crater that was not far off. Clark gave chase, only keeping up because the suit the alien wore gave it the same strength and speed that he possessed. When he reached the rim of the crater he saw the alien holding a large piece of Kryptonite in both of its hands. The rock glowed bright green for a second and then the green glow slowly flowed down into the creatures arms, lighting strands that looked like veins up with the glow of the Kryptonite. The creature heaved the drained meteor rock, which traveled some distance finally putting a hole in the barn roof. Clark backed up as the alien climbed out of the crater.
"I will have my revenge!" it growled as it raised an arm in the air. Its hand began to glow with a bright green light and then it pointed it at Clark and shot a blast of green Kryptonite energy at Clark, which hit him square in the chest. Clark dropped immediately. He felt the effects of Kryptonite this strongly only once before, around the refined Kryptonite bricks he found in Lionel Luthor's office. He lay in the mud helplessly paralyzed by that last blast. The alien sauntered up to him and laughed maniacally before pointing both hands at him and unleashing a constant stream of Kryptonite energy at him. 'It can't end this way' Clark thought. Another blast. Clark screamed in pain and barely noticed the shadow that ran up behind the alien. Suddenly the alien screamed in pain and Clark saw the blade it had been using earlier come straight through the creatures back. It immediately stopped shooting Clark and fell to the ground. Clark could hear it gasping for breath.
"Nobody puts a hole in my barn and tries to kill my son on my farm you son of a bitch." Jonathan spat as he stood over Clark and the alien. He lowered his hand and pulled Clark up out of the mud.
"Thanks dad." Clark said. The creature looked up at them and laughed a wheezing laugh.
"I'm not finished yet..." it growled at them. It flicked open a panel on one of its arms and three symbols appeared on a screen. It quickly entered in some sort of code and it began to laugh maniacally, coughing and choking as its lungs filled with its own blood. Clark looked at the ship nearby and it started to glow bright red, much like his ship had done right before it... 'Oh no!' Clark grabbed his father and super sped as far away as he could get in the short amount of time he had. He threw his dad to the ground and covered him with his body as the ship reached its boiling point and exploded, releasing a shockwave that ripped through the surrounding area. What lights were left on in Smallville went out.
At the military camp the shockwave ripped through like a gust of wind, lights popped and snapped as they went dark.
"What the hell was that?" Lois shouted over the uproar that ensued.
Clark stood up, the back of his shirt charred.
"Dad are you ok?" Jonathan groaned a bit as he stood up.
"I'm fine son, I'm just glad to see you're ok." Thunder rumbled in the distance and the rain that had been drenching them let up. The clouds on the western horizon broke to reveal a sunset. Clark examined the destruction around him.
"What a day." he said.
"I always told your mother and you that you'd never have to sleep in a barn, but I hope you'll make an exception just this once. Come on son, lets go get your mother, we'll clean this mess up in the morning."