Naman's True One
"Chapter Five"
A month had passed since Harry had had his first dinner with the Kent's. He'd had dinner with them once a week since then, but things had progressed slowly for the two teens. Clark often bugged Harry about getting to know him more than he did. For some reason Clark just wanted to know everything about him and it just made his skin itch. He'd never had anyone who genuinely cared, besides Ron and Hermione. Now it was just Luna.
Clark and Harry had been taking lessons with Joseph about Kawatche history, and how it pertained to them. Harry found out he couldn't fathom hurting the man because he had a small percentage of one of Clark's ancestor in his ancestry. The same with every person of Kawatche blood. Apparently the first of Clark's ancestors came over 500 years ago and had a child with the Mother of the Kawatche.
Finding out Clark was from another planet was a shock, but so was Clark finding out magic was real. Clark was mostly flabbergasted that Joseph was a wizard, and he hadn't known it. Harry was part of the prophecy; he could have been anything really.
Harry hadn't told anyone in Smallville about the Master Of Death stuff. Since becoming the Master Of Death his spells somehow took a darker color than they normally used to have. Somehow Joseph knew he had an affinity for the darkness though, and always had him training on things that called to him in some weird mystical way. It was creepy, this guy's ability to see things.
After the first time Harry and Clark had touched, Joseph told Clark to show Harry the heirloom Kawatche bracelet he had been gifted over a year ago. He said Harry would know what to do with it.
So after the smaller teen was shown the teal colored bracelet, he immediately set to work on masking his touch's leaching ability from Clark. It had taken him a week to complete but the ruins etched on the inside of the bracelet and the jewels it was made out of conducted his magic like a perfect fit. From then on Clark couldn't be seen without the bracelet worn around his wrist.
Clark had invited Harry to his graduation to get him out of the house and meet his friends, Harry had readily accepted. That's what found him at the football field now, while mass hysteria broke out. There were tankers driving their way up the lawn, as the Tornado Siren could be heard blaring in the background.
"Attention! Remain calm." The first army personnel dispatched over the loud speaker. "Everyone in the immediate area is to evacuate the area within a 50-mile radius. In approximately 3 hours a meteor shower is predicted to hit Smallville!"
Harry sprang to his feet, not missing Martha gasp "Oh my God! Not again." Before he ran as fast as he could to find Clark. Jumping over chairs he found him with his red graduation gown already off trying to shake his friend Chloe. If this guy wasn't prepared to defend at a moment's notice, no one was.
Finally after giving her away to Lois, her cousin who had attended graduation with them, he ran up to Harry. "I need to speak to Jor-El." Clark said as he looked Harry in the eyes. "Go with my parent's back to the farm, I'll meet you there." Clark added before running around a bus then disappearing, not giving Harry an option.
Waiting for Clark at the farm was one of the most stressful things he'd done since Horcrux hunting. He never was much of a listener, but he didn't know where Clark was speaking to his dead father so he couldn't find him. So he started helping the Kent's pack up their belongings into the truck. Offering to put feather light charms on certain things that he would see Johnathon struggling with.
He was about to lift something into the back of the truck when Clark materialized beside him. Scaring him enough to drop what he'd been holding as he let out a scream. "Bloody hell, are you insane?!" Harry yelled as he looked at the broken piece he'd just been holding. Bending down he wandlessly repaired it as he picked it up. The pieces flying to his hands in one piece like a puzzle as he stood.
"Sorry." Clark said sheepishly. "Where are my parents?" He asked.
"Your dad's been on the other side of the truck listening to us the whole time you've been here, and your mom should be out any minute. She ran in for one last thing." Harry explained.
Throwing the rope over the cargo in the bed of the truck, Johnathon walked out from behind the mountain of stuff he'd been obscured by. "Clark you really shouldn't do that to people, it's bad for the heart." He admonished.
"I said I was sorry." Clark said again just as Martha came running from the house with a parcel in her hands.
"Alright let's get going." Johnathon said as he started getting in the truck.
"You guys will have to go on without me." Clark said.
"Clark! Why?! This isn't your fault; you can't stop this." Martha said in panic.
"Son, might I remind you; the last meteor shower was filled with Kryptonite?" Johnathon said in warning.
"I know, but I spoke to Jor-El." Clark admitted.
"What?! Why?" Martha asked in shock.
From what Harry had heard of the guy he supported Martha's opinion.
"He wants me to collect the rest of the infinity stones or else people will keep getting hurt until I can't stop it." Clark said in anguish.
"No! You're not going off on some quest for Jor-El! You're my son!" Martha half yelled half cried in hysterics. Martha grabbed onto Johnathon for support as he hugged her to him.
"Son, if this moment is what we raised you for, then I say you have our blessing." Johnathon said solemnly.
"Johnathon!" Martha yelled.
"No, Martha. Clark- and Harry- are meant for greater things than taking care of a farm the rest of their lives." Johnathon admitted to his wife, and son. "Go do what you have to do, Clark." He added as he brought a crying Martha into the truck and buckled her in.
Before Clark could turn around, Harry had his hand to stop him. "I'm coming with you." He said. The fire burning in his emerald eyes not leaving Clark any room for argue. He definitely did not want to be on the wrong end of that.
"I know where they are. It's not going to be much of anything, but a break in." Clark admitted.
"I'm good at those."
"Have you ever broken into anything in your life?" Clark asked skeptically.
"Hmm…There was that time I broke into the Ministry of Magic when I was 14, then again when I was 16." Harry said as if every kid broke in to their government capital at a young age.
"Alright fine you can come." Clark said. "We've never really done anything together like this before. How are you going to keep up with me?"
Harry thought for a moment before he placed his hand on the back of Clark's jacket. They both heard the chiming of bells and saw a grey flash before Harry spoke. "When you get there call me. I'll come."
Arriving at Luthor Mansion, Clark speed dialed Harry's number and informed him he was there. Harry said to wait a few seconds after he hung up, not wanting to damage his phone. Putting his phone in his pocket, Clark was not even able to wonder how Harry was going to meet him before he heard a loud crack like a car backfiring, and a puff of smoke and there stood Harry.
"You know for a guy with super hearing, that's going to get very old." Clark joked.
"Yea! How do you like it? Not so fun anymore is it?" Harry said in irritation.
"Alright I get it. Let's get on with this." Clark said as he approached the wall. Ready to climb over it.
"Wait!" Harry said. As he ran up to him and placed his hand on his bicep.
Clark felt like someone had cracked an egg over his arm, and it spread all over his body. That was not a nice feeling. "What was that for?"
"Disillusionment, and a notice me not spell. Placed the same on myself before coming here. No one should be able to see us now."
"How come I can see you?" Clark asked.
"Because I want you to see me." Harry answered. "Now help me over this fence."
"What are you a damsel in distress?" Clark commented.
"Ugh, fine." Harry said as he poured magic into his legs, allowing him to jump higher, and cleared the fence. Clark joining him on the other side in the grass shortly.
As the two jogged up to the mansion entrance they noticed the door was locked. A quick wandless alohamora and that solved that.
Clark lead Harry passed hall after hall. Almost as if he'd been here more than once before. They came upon a central great hall that had the letters LL in stained glass centralized in the room. Clark walked straight up to a book case and opened it with the flip of a secret book. Behind the bookcase stood a large floor to ceiling vault with an electric key pad. Taking caution to the wind, Clark grabbed both sides of the door and ripped it from its hinges with a mighty groan of metal on metal.
Harry watched Clark enter the vault for 3 seconds and come back out with nothing but a bulge in his pocket. That must have been the stones. Smart thinking, as the stones weren't disillusioned. They didn't know what kind of recording devices were in here.
Following Clark out they left the same way they came. Jumping the same spot in the fence before they spoke. "We need to get to the caves." Clark said.
"Alright. I'll meet you there." Harry said as he disapparated. Having been to the caves before with Joseph when they were studying the Kawatche.
Harry didn't have to wait long before he heard the wind rushing that he attributed to Clark running at super speed. And there he was.
"Didn't even scare you this time." He said.
"Oh. Ha ha." Harry said as he followed Clark into the inner chamber where the other stone was kept.
As Clark inserted the stones the two were encircled in a rush of light and wind. They watched as the three stones formed together to make one complete stone. A pentagonal hexoid stone.
The wind was so strong in the inner chamber neither of the two heard Lex Luthor and Chloe arrive in the caves. They didn't hear as Lex argued with her, accusing her of protecting Clark.
As the light got blinding, Lex approached. "Lex be careful; it could be dangerous!" Chloe said as she ran into him and knocked him into a wall. His head hitting with a crack.
As the two boys were transported to god knows where they didn't even know they had a third member hitch hiking on their journey.
The white was blinding as they arrived in what appeared to be the north pole. Harry saw Clark appeared to be in some sort of trance. Applying heating charms to himself, he waited for whatever was going to happen.
He watched as Clark threw the stone in the air slightly. Satisfied as it lit up as it hit his palm. Then he reached back and chucked it into the vast expanse of the arctic. The two watched it sail before it hit the snow spear side down.
The ground began to shake and Harry had to grab on to Clark to steady himself as giant crystals began protruding from the snow. Growing and crisscrossing forming the dome of a cathedral type abode. Like a man on a mission, Clark began to march steadily toward the ice castle with Harry in tow.
As they two reached the inner sanctum of the Fortress Harry watched as a long crystal floated up, and another smaller joined its place. Clark, still on auto pilot, grabbed the bigger crystal. Leaving Harry the only option that he was supposed to grab the second. As he watch the Kryptonian words and lights appear and swirl around Clark, he couldn't help but think how high this was on his top creepy list. Before he could think anymore there were the same words appearing around him and a woman's voice was speaking to him.
"My future son-in-law." She said as her voice echoed. She could be heard as if she was speaking directly into his mind as well as in his ears. "I am Laura." He was too intrigued not to listen. "I am but an AI that can only do preprogrammed actions, but your appearance in my son's life was for a reason. You are his beta, his submissive. You are to be his partner in everything from now on, but you lack the training you need to complete this task."
"What do you mean? I'm done with school." Harry said, not expecting the voice to answer.
"I am not speaking of your magical training. I speak of your death training." Laura said.
Oh that. He didn't know he needed training for that.
"Do I have a choice?" Harry asked.
"The time will come eventually that you enter your training. As you need to enter the next life to do this, I urge you to complete it now."
"You mean I have to die? Again? I already did that." Harry said in fear. He didn't want to die. He didn't want to leave Clark or the Kent's.
"You died to obtain your death powers. You need to die to access them. Again, like that time and any other time, it will be temporary."
"Do you mean I can't die?" Harry asked. Not being able to see his parents or anyone he'd lost in the war ever again.
"As long as my son lives, you cannot die. As long as you do not die, my son lives"
"Oh that's great, at least we have each other in our immortality." Harry said bitterly.
"You must make a choice."
Harry couldn't think of an option to get out of this. If he had to die to enter his death training, then if he died at any given time accidentally then he'd enter his training. He didn't know how long that would last.
"Might as well do it while we're both stuck here." Harry said, fearful of how he was going to die this time. As soon as he finished his sentence the swirling of words change direction and there was a sucking sound almost like a vacuum cleaner. Harry could feel the oxygen leaving the space he was standing. Suffocating was not on his list of ways he wanted to go. As he tried to break out of the circle he could hear the words of Laura one last time before all went dark. As Harry's circle of lights evaporated his body collapsed to the ground. Lifeless.
Chloe entered the fortress just in time to see Harry collapse. She rushed to him, even though she could feel the beginnings of frost bit eating at her fingers and nose. She was dressed for June in Smallville, not gallivanting around the arctic. She tried feeling for a pulse, but she couldn't feel anything but cold skin with her frozen fingers. She was getting tired, and she couldn't stop shaking. "Clark!" She yelled as best she could, her voice lost in the wind. "Clark." She repeated as she lay down next to Harry. Sure this would be the end of them both. "Clark." She said again in one last attempt.
Clark staggered as if he'd been hit. The circle of Kryptonian falling away as he looked around in confusion. What happened? Jor-El was speaking to him about starting his training, then he stopped.
Then he noticed the two forms huddled on the floor next to him on the platform below. Rushing to them he was surprised to see Chloe. However she got here must not have been planned. She was still breathing at least for the moment.
Checking on Harry he began to panic as he couldn't find a pulse or feel him breathing. This was bad. "JOR-EL!" Clark bellowed as loud as he could. "We need to be in Smallville! NOW!" He was surprised to see a white light erupt around them all. For once, the man had done something he'd asked for.
As soon as the light disappeared from his vision he grabbed Chloe first. Brought her into the living room and set her on the couch, before heading out for Harry.
He picked him up, and was up the stairs and into the entry way before he was starting to see spots. Stumbling as much as he could to get to the living room he only made it to the kitchen before he crashed into the table and passed out. The last thought that crossed his mind was that he prayed to god he didn't crush the boy in his arms.
A.N. We're in season 5 now folks. Chloe still found out about Clark's powers the same way. Alicia. That was before Harry's time. We have a winner for the guessing game. ArmyWife22079. She guessed both the people correct on her first try. They are Ron and Hermione.
Please review with what you thought and villains you want to see Harry and Clark face. I'll have to watch season 5 to brush up on what happens, but it won't be until Oliver Queen joins the show when they really get to hero work. Much more sooner than Clark ever did in canon, but still. They need time to grow.
I'll be working the next three days in a row so the updates might not come as fast as they did the last 48 hours. Maybe 1 a day. But I start school again soon. A week or so. Then it will be even less. Good to get this ball rolling before I get busy.