Chapter Two: Searches
Three months later
Clark Kent stopped running when he reached the county line. A blast of air created by his super speed blew his dark hair into his face. Clark was uncertain about what would lay before him in Smallville.
It had been three months since he was pulled from the caves and deposited in the cold North. The crystal that had formed from the three stones had led Clark to a makeshift Kryptonian home. Though the place had answered many questions he had about his heritage; it had also created many more questions for Clark.
Clark still did not know his place in the world. He knew his abilities could be used to help people or to rule over them. Of course Clark wanted to help, yet Jor-El made it seem as if Clark would have no choice in the matter but to rule. And how exactly he could use his abilities on a global scale was still unclear.
He still had some soul searching to do, yet Clark could no longer stay away from his Earth home. He would have to find the answers he was looking for here. The place in which Clark grew up.
The prospect of going back to Smallville made Clark apprehensive though. He was not sure of the state in which he left it. Clark knew the meteors had hit, but did not know what damage they had done. He still felt guilty over the first meteor shower that had hit Smallville and brought him to Earth. Clark had no idea how he was going to handle more guilt from this second shower.
Clark had wanted to help clean up the mess the meteor shower had left in its wake. But Jor-El had made it clear to Clark before he left that if the meteor shower was to stop, Clark must acknowledge his destiny. Yet his destiny was still more or less a blank page to Clark, and he wasn't there for the people he loved. He could only hope that the fallout had not been severe and everyone had survived.
Worry about his parents was the real pull Clark felt that led him back to Smallville. Not to mention Chloe and Lois. And Lana. Being gone for so long, Clark didn't think he and Lana would have another chance. They had already had so many chances. He was sure that any luck they did have, had run out.
So now, after three months of being worried, wondering, and feeling frustrated; Clark stood at the county line unable to go any further. He had tried to prepare himself for what he might see, but deep down Clark knew no amount of preparation could help him handle seeing the results of the shower. he kept waiting for the butterflies in his stomach to subside, but they only increased.
Finally, knowing the fear of the unknown outweighed the fear he had of what he would find in Smallville, Clark took a step closer to home. And another. And another. Soon he had returned to super speed. In a matter of minutes Clark was back home on the Kent Farm.