Chapter 2:
Clark walked up to the wall of the caves. His fingers traced the eight sides of the key hole. He looked at all the symbols on the walls. He knew what each one meant, but there were no answers to the questions that plagued his mind.
So many questions that he wanted answered, but only a few that truly bothered him. Why did my parents send me here? What is the destiny that they want me to fulfill? Why do these caves tell so much about me, but not the answers I want to learn? How was I able to fly?
"Where are the answers to my life?" Clark asked no one in particular. But someone heard him and answered.
A voice loud, and strong, that shook every fiber of his being, spoke within his mind, "Kal El, my son, the answers are inside of you. Look deep within yourself and you will know everything you need. The answers are there with your memories of us, and your dreams and longings. Concentrate hard enough and you will find them."
And then another voice came, but this one was different. Instead of filling Clark with hatred and fear this voice brought calmness and peace. It sent comfort flowing through him and warmed him inside and out. He suddenly felt like he was back home as a baby in his mother's arms as she rocked him to sleep and sang a lullaby he didn't yet understand. "Kal El, I love you. Come back to me. Fly home." she whispered.
"I can't, I don't know how!" Clark cried. And a tear slid down his cheek as he wished he was home.
"Come home to us." Lara whispered.
Clark sat up straight in his bed. That dream felt so real. His face still had a tear on it. He remembered her voice so clearly that it seemed she could be right there beside him.
The sweet smell of pancakes shook the dream from him as he got dressed and ran downstairs for breakfast.