"Enlighten us; what can you do?" Bart said eagerly.

"Well, I have control over the elements, can create storms, my eyes see through everything, I have the power to heal any injury or illness, I am probably stronger than Clark, and I could probably outrun you. From what I saw, you can't run all that fast."

"You don't know what I can do!" Bart shouted, incensed.

"Yes I do. I am also telepathic. I only have to look at someone to have a full profile of them."

"Wow, we could use someone like you at the Torch. So, what else you got?" Chloe said looking very impressed.

"I can communicate with animals, I'm telekinetic, I have an IQ of 275, I have the hearing of a bat and the eyes of a hawk, I am a blackbelt in all forms of martial arts and I'm a pro wrestler."

"In other words, don't mess with her." Pete said chuckling.

"Impressive list. Anything else?" Jonathan asked curiously.

"I also have the Kiss. I can either kill someone with a single kiss, or give them new life. It can also tranquilise people or give them strength. I just have to concentrate on the one I want, and be fast enough to do it without them noticing."

"Do you have control over this?"

"Of course. I have complete control over all of them. I can also talk my way into anything or out of anything. I have a skeleton made of iron and a skin that's tougher than dragon scales. You can literally throw me into an erupting volcano and I'll bounce back unscathed without a single mark on me. Trust me; Madam Rouge did that to me once."

"Madam Rouge?"

"She's my biggest nemesis, at the moment. She's been trying to kill me for years because I have a nasty habit of foiling all her plans for world domination. Come on Clark, walk with me, talk with me. I have a present for you. A little bribery you might say." They left the group and wandered over to the barn.

"What do you want from me?"

"Just your allegiance. And some help in case I need it breaking into LutherCorp."

"Lex Luther is my friend. He's like my brother."

"Wake up, LutherCorp is the enemy. How long is it going to take for you to realise this?"

"Why do you want to take them down?"

Amber plopped down on the sofa and Clark stood by the window facing her. "I believe you've heard of the project. It's 33.1. They're testing on some friends of mine. They're heroes but somehow they can't break free. LutherCorp is picking off superheroes, they won't ever stop. Clark, they caught Victor Stone, and AC. As well as Raven Roth, Robin, Batgirl, Storm, Wolverine, Black Canary and Beast Boy. And that's only the ones I know about. There could be more."

"I've never heard of most of those."

"The hero community is vast and continually expanding. Batman is trying to find out their whereabouts and Wonder Woman is undercover in LutherCorp main office trying to find out what she can. I've got all the other supers on the case. The X-men are desperately trying to reclaim their own."

"X-men?"

"You really need to get out of Smallville." She got up and checked out the room, running her hand over surfaces. "They're a group. They deal with young supers, training them up to be superheroes. You help me with this, and I can guarantee the return of an old friend, who also happens to be one of us. You want Ryan back don't you?"

"You can bring him back?"

"Wouldn't be the first time I've brought someone back from the dead. One kiss and a bit of cultivating and Ryan will be back on his feet and tumour free. It's already en route. Few more days should crack it."

"I have never met anyone like you."

She smirked complacently. "I get that a lot."

"So if you're so great, why do you need Clark's help with this mission?" Bart said from the stairs.

"I knew you'd follow us. I have a plan to get them out, but I might need someone on the outside who can get in and help if the situation gets out of hand. They won't be able to stop me easily but I don't know what anti-hero weapons they have in there."

"But aren't you as invincible as Clark?"

"Even more so; I don't have his green kryptonite allergy."

"So what is your Achilles' heel?" Clark asked curiously.

"I don't really know. I don't think I have any."

"Everybody has a weakness."

Amber looked at Bart in slight surprise. "If I have one I haven't found it yet. Can I count on your support and allegiance? The fate of all the supers rests with us getting them out and shutting the experiments down. They'll come after you soon. They'll experiment on you."

"I'll think about it." Clark said turning his back on her.

"Well, when you decide come and find me. I'll be fixing the brakes on that truck. May as well make myself useful." She didn't bother to walk down the stairs. Instead she hopped lightly over the rail and jumped down to the ground, expelling only a light thud and a small shower of dust.

"Hey Amber!" Bart called after her. She stopped and turned back to look up at them. "You do know that it's more polite to use the stairs, don't you?"

She chuckled a little. "I know, but it takes so long." She said before sauntering out of the barn.

"Dude, that chick is a glorified version of you." Bart said to Clark as they watched her cross to the truck and remove her coat before sliding under the truck to check it out.

"I know. She could be dangerous."

"She's way in control. Are we going to help?"

Clark looked at him. "I wanna help, but who knows what might happen. It could be a trap for all we know."

"Maybe. We only just met her."

"And why would she come looking for us? If there really are all these other supers then why choose us?"

"I don't know, Clark. She said she needed someone to watch her back. Maybe she needs some speed on her side."

"But she played down your speed. Said you weren't that fast."

"Hey Speedy Gonzalez!" Amber called up to them. "If you're really so interested in how fast I can go then why don't we have a race?"

"You'd never beat me." Bart called down tauntingly.

"Wanna bet? Okay, first to Metropolis and back wins the race, and proves who's faster." Amber stopped working on the truck and wiped her hands, leaning on it casually.

Bart shook his head. "No. You'd lose in a heartbeat. And I wouldn't want you to worry your pretty little head about that."

"What are you chicken?" she stretched her shoulders. They heard several bones click. "Tell you what; I'll give you a head start, so it's fairer."

Bart disappeared from the window and appeared by her side. Clark followed a moment later. "You're so full of yourself." Bart said.

"I just know my strengths. I warn you though; I'm a thousand times faster than the speed of light."

Pause.

"Okay…she's way faster than me."

Chloe and Pete sniggered behind them.