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Chapter 5: Warning.
"I just can't believe it! He broke up with you?" Lots of different scenarios ran through Chloe's mind. Of course her vision of things was a lot wider than Lois', knowing everything about Clark's secret, she couldn't rule out the 'intergalactic' part of his life as one of the reasons he had had to end things with her cousin.
When Clark started wearing his family crest, he was very reluctant to go back to his human life, but she knew deep down, he did it for Lois. Now, after all he had to fight, even with himself, after finally embracing all his human feelings and acting in their behalf, he was walking away because he didn't considered himself the right guy for Lois. Because he was saving himself from a possible greater pain. No. It didn't sum up. It had to be something else.
She would find out everything later, and knew exactly who ask for the right answers, but that was going to leave that for later. Now, she had a heartbroken cousin in front of her, and Chloe decided it was better to play along and convince Lois that Clark was just acting on true feelings. The last thing she needed was a curious Lois trying to uncover Clark's secrets. So, her initial shock was carefully replaced by another reaction.
Before Lois could speak, Chloe hurried and beat Lois to it. "Well, it must have been very hard for him to accept he would never be man enough for a woman like you. Well, I guess it was only a matter of time before he saw it."
"What? What are you saying?" Lois was expecting an entirely opposite reaction from her cousin.
"Well Lo, you always looked down on him. You said he was a hick, that he had no class at all, that he had nothing else to give to the world than carrying a pitchfork around, that he dressed like crap, that he was nothing compared to a guy like Oliver, that you would rather be dead before going out with him and that I was crazy for liking him; and you didn't have any problem with him being present when you said all those things. What did you expect? It was obvious that at some point he was going to remember all that. I'm sure you hurt his feelings more than once."
"But Chloe, you know that I was very immature when I said all that things. We are supposed to be grown ups now. And everyone should leave all that kid stuff in the past; I never thought Clark could still remember all that crap! I am a different woman now, he should know it. Besides, that was the way we used to interact. It was light hearted banter."
"I never heard Clark talking about you that way; in fact, he always cared about you as a good friend." Chloe's words came from the heart. She never liked the way Lois talked about Clark when she was younger, but now looking at her cousin's looking down in shame, she was sorry for bringing that stuff up. Now she needed to get rid of Lois to go and talk to Clark. If he was going through some rough times, she wanted to be there for him.
"Anyway, you should leave this entire break up thing behind and focus on the future. I'm sure a stunning woman like you should have no problem finding a better match than Clark. So, Oliver asked you out. Now that's a guy you should keep around. Tall, handsome, charming, cosmopolitan, rich. That is more Lois Lane like."
"I never expected you to act like this Chloe, what the hell is wrong with you?" Lois found Chloe's behaviour a little unsettling, and it was getting a little suspicious.
The blonde stood up and disappeared into the bathroom. A few second later, she reappeared fully dressed. "Why don't you stay here, couz? I need to go to the Isis Foundation, but I'll be back for lunch. Then we can do some girl stuff, watch a movie, go shopping or whatever. Please say you will." Chloe was acting weird. She was a great actress, but it was hard to fool someone who knows you since you were in diapers. Besides, going back to her lonely apartment didn't look too appealing.
"Ok, I'll stay. Do you mind if I sleep in your bed for a while?" Lois yawned. She wasn't sleeping well since the infamous break up.
"Make yourself at home, in fact; until a few weeks ago this was your home. You know where everything is. Bye." She gave Lois a kiss on the forehead and walked through the door. Lois looked at her from the couch, thinking about what Chloe had said. Maybe she was right. Clark had been always nothing but a good friend, who helped her when she needed most. But back then, she never imagined she could actually fall in love with Clark.
The trip to London had been awful. So many things on his mind, so much to do and so little time. He felt like a canned fish inside that plane. Even sitting on a 1st Class seat for the first time, courtesy of Oliver. The flight took forever, and thinking about what he had left behind didn't make it any more pleasant. After claiming his luggage, he exited the airport and took a cab. Super speed isn't very useful when you don't know the city. After arriving to his destination, he found himself standing outside an impressive building. A tall and elegant man opened the door for him and took his bags.
"You must be Mr. Kent. My name is James. Mr. Queen called us to let us know you'll be staying in his flat. Is there anything I can do for you, sir?" Clark wasn't used to be treated like that, and having a man carry your luggage when you can lift a bus with one hand was ridiculous.
"Please, call me Clark. And I'll be staying here very sporadically. I'll be travelling around Europe most of the time. And don't worry, I can carry the bags by myself, thank you very much."
The door was unlocked, and he entered the luxurious apartment. It was overwhelming. That was what a guy like Oliver could afford. Any woman would be very lucky to be with someone like him.
It was getting dark, and Clark prepared himself to sleep. There was a reason why he was doing all that things. That had to make him stronger, to give him focus; but sitting alone thousands of miles away from everyone he cared about only brought painful memories.
A strange sound woke him up. Sometimes super hearing was a bitch when you are having a nice dream. He tried to get up on his feet, but realized his legs were entangled with some feminine ones that wouldn't let him walk out of the bed. He turned his head to the side and found a red flannel clad woman's back and a mess of dark chestnut hair. He smiled softly at the sight of his girlfriend sound asleep on her side of the bed. Clark had forgotten Lois had stayed after a bold attempt to teach her some basics on how to cook, that with the passing minutes turned into something else and ended up with none of them having anything to eat and going straight to the bedroom.
Carefully, he removed his legs from their silky prison and stood up without making a sound. After a couple steps towards the window, he saw a fading bright purple light coming from the barn. The last time he saw something like that, a villain from the future appeared on the same barn, followed by some group of super heroes called 'The Legion', also from the future, which turned out to be a nice group of friends. Talking to people from the future was absolutely weird. It was a little overwhelming to have a conversation with people who know all the answers you are going to spend your entire life looking for, and not be able to ask for those answers. The second time, someone from the future had come again, it was Rokk Krimm, a.k.a. 'Cosmic Boy', trying to warn him about his own death fighting Doomsday. In the end he didn't die, but since that day he never stopped wandering how exactly the future had changed by the warning he got. You never know exactly how some slight changes in history may turn out to change everything in the future.
Something told him the time to know had finally come, so he grabbed a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans.
Clark jumped out of the window and super sped to the barn. He wasn't surprised to find the same Rokk Krimm standing in front of him wearing the same black suit, and judging by the look on his face, he hadn't come to deliver good news. It would be a nice change for him to come at least once to drink a beer and watch a football game, but leaving the nonsense aside, the power of time travelling was used only on matters of the utmost importance.
"Kal-El, I'm glad to see you again." Clark took a deep breath. In times like that, he wished he was just a normal guy with normal problems to deal with. It was time to hear whatever Rokk had come to say.
"Well, I wish I could say the same, but something tells me you are not here to hang out, are you?" Rokk didn't want to waste any time, so he spoke right away.
"You are right Kal, I bring terrible news indeed. I have come once again to warn you about the creature you call 'Doomsday'." Clark couldn't believe what he was hearing. That monster was supposed to be dead and buried deep down.
"What are you talking about? We separated the beast from Davis and managed to kill it with a geothermal explosion. I'm pretty sure he didn't survive." It was really pointless to discuss with someone who already knew everything, but denial was his first knee jerk reaction.
"I'm sorry to tell you he actually did. You damaged him very much, yes, but he's recovering as we speak and as soon he's back in full strength, he will continue with his primary mission: to kill you along with the rest on the human race."
"How can that be? I was sure we had changed the future the last time you came here."
"You did, Doomsday was stopped in the end, but that hasn't happened yet. Not in this time."
"What? Please, you have to tell me everything. I must stop him before he hurts anyone else."
"With what I'm about to do, I may be risking my own future again, but I owe you a lot and I'm not going to let it happen without doing nothing. I'll tell you everything I know, but I must warn you, what you are about to hear will cause you a lot of pain, but if you want to stop thing from happening, you have to listen to me. I gathered all the information I could before coming here to warn you. You must listen carefully every word I say. Ok?"
"Okay Rokk, please tell me everything." If Rokk was warning him of something, Clark was sure he could change everything again and set things right.
"I'll tell you everything. On Saturday November 13th 2010, you will marry the woman who is now your girlfriend, Lois Lane." Clark looked in the direction of his bedroom, where Lois still slept. Someone from the future was telling him he was going to marry the woman he loved, after spending most of his life thinking he would end up alone. Rokk's voice brought him back.
"On July 2011, you will find out that your wife is pregnant with the first human-alien child, proving human and kryptonians are genetically compatible. Eight months later, on March 20th 2012, your son, Christopher Kent will be born without any kind of problem and completely healthy." Now Clark was confused. He was happy to know all of his fears were going to be left in the past, but he'd rather discovering all that by himself.
"You are telling me I'm going to marry Lois, and that we'll be parents in less than two years later. All that is great, but it has nothing to do with Doomsday." Rokk cut him off speaking a bit louder than before.
"Around August 29th 2012, the creature you call Doomsday revived somewhere around Metropolis, stronger than ever. We don't know exactly the date and place, because a lot of information got lost during and after the attack. We think he could have been helped to heal by someone, but we are not certain about that. What we know, is that during the fight with the monster, a lot of people you care about died, including the ones that helped you in the battle. Oliver Queen, Lana Lang, Bart Allen, Arthur Curry, Chloe Sullivan and Kara Zor-El. All of them died during the battle, even Kara being a kryptonian couldn't stand against the power of that beast. All of them were heroes, willing to make the ultimate sacrifice to protect the life of innocent people. In the end, in a joint effort between you and the Martian you know as Jonn Jonzz managed to knock out the beast enough to take it out of the atmosphere and launched towards the sun, where he died for good. And... I don't know if I should tell you this, but..."
"I want to know everything. That is the only way I'll be able to stop all of this from happening. I imagine this is the worst part." What could be worst than learning all of his friends, including his only living relative were going to die horrible deaths in the hands of a maniac, genocidal monster? He wasn't sure he actually wanted to know.
"After the battle, you were terribly hurt, and after receiving the best medical help Earth could provide, you died two days later. Jonn barely survived, but he couldn't do anything to help you. He kept protecting Metropolis and the whole planet for a long time in your place. He took your body to the fortress in the Arctic, where it still lies inside of a block of ice. But that is not the worst part." Rokk made an awkward pause while Clark was trying to come to terms with his own death. So much sacrifice to stop a monster created by a psycho murderer.
"Look, there is no easy way to say what I'm about to say, so I'm just going to say it. Don't interrupt me until I'm done." Now Rokk's voice was softer than before, in a futile attempt to make the news he was going to deliver a little nicer.
"Your wife was also a victim of the monster's power, but not only her. Your five month old baby child, was killed during the battle. You couldn't do anything to help them. I know this is hard to handle, but you have to listen to me. You can still keep all that from happening!"
Rokk kept talking for a while before realizing Clark wasn't listening to him anymore. Inside of his head, everything felt numb, void, torn. He was going to fail protecting all the people he loved? How good were all his powers, if he couldn't ensure his own family's safety?
He was going to marry the woman he loved, and the most unbelievable thing, he was going to have a son! All of his life, he had been absolutely sure he couldn't conceive. He looked like a human, but he was far from it. He was an alien, and using just the simple logic it was impossible for an alien to procreate with a human female. Now, someone from the future was standing in front of him telling him that he was going to be a father, and he even knew the name of his son. How can you question that? Clark tried to harness all of the strength he had after hearing that horrible news and spoke again.
"Are you trying to tell me that I'm going to have everything I've hoped for all my life, only to lose everything and end up dead?"He looked desperate, but he held on to hope. "I can't leave that happen. Tell me what I can do to kill that damned monster and stop him from killing my family and friends. There must be something I can do to stop him. I'm willing to do anything."Rokk spoke again seriously.
"I've calculated that the only way you can stand against the creature is leaving for the Fortress as soon as you can to begin your training. There you can learn a lot more about your powers and to use them more efficiently to battle the monster. There are a lot of things you can learn, but as I told you, you must leave as soon as you can."
"I will, by the end of the week I'll be in the Fortress. I'll ask my father to train me and teach me everything on the kryptonian book about combat. I will defeat and kill that thing before it has any chance to touch anyone I love."
"I'd love to stay and help, but I must return to the future now. You still have your Legion ring, right? I hope to see you again, Kal-El." And with that, the purple bright shone again and faded leaving no trace of Rokk.
Clark once again thought about what Rokk told him. He was going to marry Lois, the same woman sleeping on his very bed. They were to share life together, just like his mom and dad did. Not anymore.
Clark fell to his knees after remembering. He took his hand to cover his face thinking about everything he had lost, and he cried bitterly.
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