Chapter Six: Discoveries and Names

The room was dark, the window letting in a small blue lightbulb the only light supply. Lex Luthor moved cautiously through, all too aware of what awaited him at the end of the laboratory. He knew quite well what he was looking for. He peered around the room and then, he saw it. It was a small vial with a deep red blood in it.

All of a sudden, gunshots rang out. Lex ducked, grabbing the small vial. He grabbed it too hard though and the glass broke. "Ahh," he gagged as the broken glass cut through his skin. A good-size remainder of the red substance remained in the chipped and broken vial. He cuffed his hand over it, cutting it more. He ran out the nearest doorway and made his way through. Out the fence and back into his car he went. His bodyguard Eddie was there waiting for him. "Drive! Drive!" he yelled to him.

As Eddie began to drive away, Lex passed out.

Lex Luthor woke up panting. He sat up in bed and wiped the sweat off his brow. The phone on his bedside table was ringing noisily. He picked it up. "Someone better have a damn good reason for waking me up at this hour!" he warned.

"Lex," Dr. Truman said, sounding serious. "We've got a problem."

Lex Luthor walked into the laboratory briskly, despite the time of night. "Alright Doctor, what is so important."

Dr. Truman, taking notice of his visitor, stood up and walked away from his desk. He shook Lex's hand then showed him a manilla folder stuffed with papers. "I was reviewing the blood type of the cloned DNA," he explained. "Did you touch it with an open wound by any chance?"

Lex gave him a quizzical look. "Why?"

"Because Lex," Dr. Truman said, concern radiating heavily from his voice, "I did an analysis of the DNA sample. It's a hybrid, two DNAs mixed together."

Lex shook his head. "What are you trying to say Doctor?"

"The first DNA was indeed alien, unlike anything within the parameters of Earth, but the other DNA, the one it was mixed with. Why Mr. Luthor, that DNA belonged to you. This clone is half yours."

"I do not have a name," Gem said monotonously. He was sitting down in the Kent living room along with Jett and Clark.

"Don't worry," Martha said, patting his knee, "we'll find you one that's suiting."

At that moment Clark spoke up. "I have a confession to make," he said. "Late last night I went to see Jor-El." he said. He looked at Jett, "Don't worry about it."

"You what!" Jonathan asked, furious.

"I asked him about Gem. Apparently he is suppposed to help me with this great battle. As is Jett. Anyways, he said his name was set in stone on Krypton. Known as the clone of the steely man and his betrayer. His name is Kon-El."

At that moment, Kon-El stood up. "Yes," he said. "That is my name. Kon-El, not Gem." He smiled. "I am Kon-El."

"Well then, for now let's call him-," Jonathan said, trying to think of a name.

"Brian," Jett said.

"I like that name," Martha agreed. They all agreed on it. Kon-El was to be known by humans as Brian. Brian Cowell.