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Chapter Eight
The full moon that hovered above the heavens casts its light unto the figure of a man and a woman laying comfortably flat on the grassy field somewhere in Leesburg.
"There's one." Dick Malverne pointed upwards, while cradling the back of his head with the other hand, for support.
He was referring to the shooting star that beautifully blazed across the diamond studded midnight sky.
"Wow." Linda Lee Danvers said in complete awe upon seeing it. "That's the third one this night. Amazing."
"Nah." Her companion objected.
Linda found herself, suddenly, looking straight at Dick's intense blue eyes. His lips formed into an enticing sweet smile and that heroic jaw says hunk. He sat up straight. Not taking off his gaze at the fair Linda, Dick leaned closer. Their faces inches apart from each other.
"You're even more amazing." He whispered to her. They started kissing passionately, both their eyes closed for added pleasure and excitement.
She could feel Dick's hand under her short plaid skirt, gently caressing her soft left thigh.
Momentarily, He ended the kiss for some reason. Dick got up and turned around, staring at dark unknown. She wanted to ask 'why?' or 'what did she do?'.
Linda was about to open her lips to say something when without warning Dick jumped on top of her. He grabbed both of her hands and pinned her down to the ground.
She tried to get up though she couldn't. She felt powerless. Then Linda noticed it was no longer Dick Malverne holding her down. It was someone else. A guy with dark and the most soothing blue eyes looked back at her. Linda had the impression that he was not going to hurt her. He merely wanted to tell her something.
The man uttered a word rather vaguely. The only word she understood was the word 'small'. Another word followed that, though she could not understand.
His face moved nearer and this time Linda could almost see the outline of his face. But still she couldn't get a better look at him. The tears that were flowing from her eyes made it even harder for her.
"Kal?" She asked the man. And something deep inside of her confirmed that she is indeed correct. This is Kal El. The long lost cousin she's been looking since she arrived on this planet.
Before the anonymous figure could respond, the scene started to fade away. The image of the man she called Kal melted, blending rather rapidly with the color of the night.
It was then that Linda felt something pushed against her entire body. She fluttered her eyes slowly and for a moment thought that she was lying flat on her face on the floor.
She was startled when she realized that she was not on the floor, but instead she was up on the ceiling of the room. Linda turned her head and from the corner of her eye she could see how high she had floated from her bed.
"Calm down." She conditioned herself.
Pressing both her hands against the ceiling, she tried desperately to extend her arms to push herself down a little.
It worked, she managed to put a few inches of space between her body and the ceiling. But as soon as she released her hands, she found herself sticking back to the blasted ceiling of her room.
She wondered if something is causing it. Like maybe something strange happened while she was asleep and it caused the entire city of Leesburg to lose its gravity.
Linda was quick to scratch that theory when she noticed that she was the only one floating in her room. Mr. Wiggles, her teddy bear was down there sitting comfortably on her bed.
Mr. Danvers entered the kitchen and headed straight towards the small table, where the family usually eats breakfast. Mrs. Danvers greeted her husband with a sweet 'Good Morning' while she was busy setting up the food on the table. She noticed that her husband merely murmured a 'Morning' as he sat back on his chair.
Fred had one of his arms rested on the table while he was reading something on the stapled white paper he was holding. With his thick dark eyebrows furrowed, making his forehead wrinkle up, he was too absorbed with what he was reading that he failed to acknowledge the fact that his wife pulled out a chair and sat beside him, observing.
"Another one of those supernatural crimes?" Edna queried to her husband, looking over his shoulder to get a glimpse of the Police report.
He almost jolted from his seat when she heard her speak. Fred looked at his lovely wife, let out a weak smile, kissed her and went back to his reading.
"It never seems to end." Mr. Danvers replied suddenly, eyes still fixed on the papers, shaking his head. "Every week something strange happens in this city. If it's not a monstrous animal that feeds on humans, it's people who develop meta-human powers."
Mrs. Danvers placed a hand over Mr. Danver's over stressed shoulder. He was reviewing the police files and medical reports last night. She wondered if her husband slept at all.
Fred was a hard working police/detective officer. That's what Edna loved about him. As a young police officer back then before the meteor shower, Fred's face would appear all over the newspapers in town, for solving crimes.
Ones the LEESBURG TRIBUNE awarded Fred as man of the year for being a model police officer.
But ever since the meteors crashed on Leesburg twelve years ago, unexplained things began happening. And it made things even harder for Fred and the police squad of Leesburg to apprehend the criminals. They could barely put some of those 'super' criminals in prison.
If a police officer from outside of the city would rummage through the department's reports of crimes and criminals for the last twelve years, he would probably reckon that they're sick jokes. No one would ever believe them. Living in the city of Leesburg is like being in the Twilight Zone, where all your most horrible nightmares comes to reality.
Fred pulled a small sheet of paper from the pocket of his brown shirt. He looked at it while loosening up his tie a little. Written on that sheet of paper is a name and a contact number. Below it says 'Sheriff - Smallville, Kansas.'
"Call them." Prodded Edna in a whisper, settling her chin on Fred's other shoulder.
He just stared at that piece of paper, thinking. A couple of weeks ago Ashley Morgan, a police officer in training under Fred, searched online to find out if these supernatural crimes also happen elsewhere.
Ash, as Fred and the other officers at the Leesburg Police Department fondly calls him, found a few websites about crimes done by people who developed super human powers.
One of those websites is operated by a group of high school kids from a town far away called Smallville. He was able to gather some information from their school newspaper site, 'The Torch.', about these alleged sightings and occurrences of the supernatural in their town.
Chloe Sullivan, the editor in chief of the school paper, theorized in one of her articles that the common denominator about these 'mutants' are their long term exposure to these things she calls 'meteor rocks.'
This tickled Ashley's curiosity even more. He searched for the town's history and found out that back in October 1989, a meteor shower also happened in the town of Smallville.
Millions of dollars of property were lost because of the tragedy, not to mention several casualties as well. From the top page of the casualties list two names stood out, "Mr. Lewis Lang and Mrs. Laura Lang."
"Must be a couple." Ashley assumed. Later he couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
Having all these details at hand, he began comparing them with Leesburg's own history. It was obvious that the most common thing that links up the town of Smallville from the city of Leesburg is the occurrence of meteor showers.
It was November of 1990 when the meteors smashed in the town (back then) of Leesburg, a year after it happened in Smallville.
He quickly wrote down on a piece of paper the number of the Smallville police department and handed it to his handler, Officer Fred Danvers.
It was the same piece of paper Mr. Danvers was gazing at, at the moment. He couldn't believe what Ash told him. Meteor rocks mutating people and animals? It's unacceptable for a police officer like him.
Then again he figured, maybe it is true. I mean, how can he explain what he had witnessed for the last couple of years in his job? Maybe it's true after all.
He reminded himself that of all people in Leesburg, he should be the first to believe in this kind of things. After all, he's got a super powered teen living in his house. His adopted teenage daughter who can run faster than a speeding bullet and has the strength of a hundred men.
Fred smiled when he thought of it. Their daughter maybe different, but they sure love her more than anything in this world. He felt proud when he remembered that only two weeks ago, Linda was able to stop a girl her age who can absorb people's life force through their mouth.
Fred acknowledged that Linda had helped them a couple of times in catching the Meta human criminals of Leesburg. She didn't plan the rescue or anything. She was merely at the right place at the right time. Purely accidental. Fred would appear at the scene most of the time with the 'mutant' lying unconscious on the ground.
Linda would soon explain to him what happened and before Fred's back ups arrived, he would ask her to leave.
Even Linda's puzzled why every time something comes up, she would often be there, at that exact place, to rescue someone. What she failed to realize is that it was destiny, giving her a glimpse of what she would become in the future. The people's champion.
"Help!"
The Danvers couple heard a scream coming from upstairs.
Fred's thoughts were shattered at the sound of the cry. They both stood up and rushed for their daughter's room, even though the cry for help was not that alarming. It was more of a calm but loud type of cry for assistance or some sort.
But for the couple, anyway you look or think about it, it was still a cry for help. This meant that their dear daughter Linda, must be in some kind of trouble.
Mr. Danvers ran as fast as he could in the second floor hallway of their house, leading to Linda's room. His frantic wife was right behind him and he could already hear her repeating the words, 'Oh Lord, Oh Lord!' in absolute fear for their daughter.
Fred twisted the door knob and barged inside Linda's room. He looked around the room but she was no where to be seen. Linda's missing!
Edna was also baffled and wanted to cry when she saw the bed empty.
"I'm up here." Linda's voice echoed inside the room.
Mr. and Mrs. Danvers followed her voice and were shocked to see her up on the ceiling in her pajamas.
"Oh Lord." Mrs. Danvers let out in surprised. "What happened?"
"I dunno." She answered still struggling to get off the ceiling with her voice cracking as she spoke. "Please just get me down."
Fred climbed up on Linda's bed, stood up and grabbed one of her hands. It was cold. He could tell from her voice that she was afraid. Edna did the same thing and snatched Linda's other hand.
In unison, the couple slowly dragged her down on her bed.
Linda was relieved to finally feel the soft fabric of her bed behind her back. She closed her eyes and observed if she's going to float back again when her parents let go of their grasp.
Thankfully she didn't. Fluttering open her glassy eyes, she rose up and sat on her bed, both Fred and Edna sitting beside her with concern written all over their faces.
"What happened?" Mrs. Danvers fired the question, moving closer to her.
"I don't know." Linda answered, trying to conceal what she was really feeling that time. She was terrified. "I was sleeping. And then when I woke up-."
Her words trailed off, staring into space, pondering.
Then she finished, "I was floating."
A tear escaped from her eye. She was quick to brush it away and sighed heavily.
"Are you Ok Lyn?" Mr. Danvers asked, giving her arm a gentle squeeze. He met his daughter's glassy eyes but she instantly looked away.
"Yeah." Was Linda's simple reply to his question. She faked a small smile as she climbed out of her bed. "I'm ok. Thanks."
Using her fingers, she brushed a few strands of her long brown hair away from her face. Her eyes traveled around the room, starting from her parents who were still on her bed looking at her with sad eyes. Linda then focused her sight on something else, just so she could prevent her parents from noticing the tears that were welling up in her eyes.
"Better get myself ready for school." She desperately tried to liven up her tone when she said that. She followed that with a weak smile.
Unfortunately for her, her parents knows her by heart too much that they can see pass through the 'I'm-OK-Mask' she's putting on.
Linda knew they're not buying it. To end the awkwardness, she marched straight for her bathroom to 'prepare' for school. Leaning forward the sink that was in front of her, she opened the faucet to wash her face.
She rinsed her face several times, then stood up straight again. After drying her face with a towel, she accidentally caught sight of her reflection in the mirror that was nailed above the bathroom sink.
Staring at her own image, she somehow felt the urge to cry. Everyone thinks she normal, almost everybody adores her. Ones in middle school, she was voted Miss. Perfect by her co students in one of the school programs. She is young, she is beautiful and she has a good heart.
But what everyone doesn't know is that this girl in the mirror has a dark secret that she must keep, possibly forever. Only her parents and a few nuns at the Midvale orphanage knew about this secret.
And although she has friends and family who cares about her, she couldn't help but feel alone in this world. Because in reality, she really is.
A part of her already lost hope in ever finding the last one of her kind, 'Kal-El.' Her cousin who was sent here on earth by his parents just before their planet Krypton was destroyed.
Since her arrival in this planet, she was already searching for him. She remembered the time when she calls every young boy her age, Kal.
Of course, everyone has a limit. In time she grew tired of looking for him. Linda told herself that if Kal-El is really out there, sooner or later she would find him.
And when that time comes, she wouldn't be alone anymore. They would have each other.
It didn't take long for Linda to notice her mom leaning at the door frame of her bathroom, with her arms crossed over her chest, looking at her.
Again she wiped the tears trickling down her flushed cheeks. She pivoted her head to look at her. Linda reckoned that her father must've asked her mom to have a talk with her.
"You know," Edna began to say walking inside the bathroom. "It says in the mother's manual that came with me in my box that you can talk to me about anything and anytime."
She flashed her daughter that motherly smile. Linda gets a sense of calmness when her mother does that.
"You're aware of that," Mrs. Danvers added. "Right honey?"
"Of course." Responded Linda softly, again with that fake smile on her lips.
"Then tell me what's wrong, Linda." She encouraged her daughter, her voice hopeful that she would say something. "Tell me how you feel."
Linda returned her gaze into the mirror, studying her crestfallen form. Wrapping her arms around herself, she began letting it all out.
"I'm scared." She confessed, her voice shaking in self pity. "I'm terrified."
Edna's heart broke into a thousand pieces when she witnessed tears in her daughter's blue eyes. She walked up to her and enveloped her in a warm hug.
"Mom, what's happening to me?" Linda sobbed, resting her head on her mother's shoulder. "I don't know what I am anymore. Why is this all happening?"
"Shhhh." Hushed Mrs. Danvers peacefully. She ran her hand on Linda's hair with both love and sympathy.
"Remember what your father and I told you. In time you will have all the answers. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon - soon you will have it, Lyn." Consoled Edna with an air of reassurance in her tone. "And when that day comes, you will look back and be thankful."
Linda felt silent. She was holding on to every words of wisdom coming out from her mother's mouth.
"God chose you. He believes in you. That's why he's giving you all these gifts." She added feeling her daughter's fear and grief at the same time. "In return, you should learn to believe in him Linda. Believe that God has great plans for you."
"Great plans." Linda repeated to herself. Using her knuckles, she dried a tear on her cheek.
She murmured, "I hope you're right."
Chapter Eight
The full moon that hovered above the heavens casts its light unto the figure of a man and a woman laying comfortably flat on the grassy field somewhere in Leesburg.
"There's one." Dick Malverne pointed upwards, while cradling the back of his head with the other hand, for support.
He was referring to the shooting star that beautifully blazed across the diamond studded midnight sky.
"Wow." Linda Lee Danvers said in complete awe upon seeing it. "That's the third one this night. Amazing."
"Nah." Her companion objected.
Linda found herself, suddenly, looking straight at Dick's intense blue eyes. His lips formed into an enticing sweet smile and that heroic jaw says hunk. He sat up straight. Not taking off his gaze at the fair Linda, Dick leaned closer. Their faces inches apart from each other.
"You're even more amazing." He whispered to her. They started kissing passionately, both their eyes closed for added pleasure and excitement.
She could feel Dick's hand under her short plaid skirt, gently caressing her soft left thigh.
Momentarily, He ended the kiss for some reason. Dick got up and turned around, staring at dark unknown. She wanted to ask 'why?' or 'what did she do?'.
Linda was about to open her lips to say something when without warning Dick jumped on top of her. He grabbed both of her hands and pinned her down to the ground.
She tried to get up though she couldn't. She felt powerless. Then Linda noticed it was no longer Dick Malverne holding her down. It was someone else. A guy with dark and the most soothing blue eyes looked back at her. Linda had the impression that he was not going to hurt her. He merely wanted to tell her something.
The man uttered a word rather vaguely. The only word she understood was the word 'small'. Another word followed that, though she could not understand.
His face moved nearer and this time Linda could almost see the outline of his face. But still she couldn't get a better look at him. The tears that were flowing from her eyes made it even harder for her.
"Kal?" She asked the man. And something deep inside of her confirmed that she is indeed correct. This is Kal El. The long lost cousin she's been looking since she arrived on this planet.
Before the anonymous figure could respond, the scene started to fade away. The image of the man she called Kal melted, blending rather rapidly with the color of the night.
It was then that Linda felt something pushed against her entire body. She fluttered her eyes slowly and for a moment thought that she was lying flat on her face on the floor.
She was startled when she realized that she was not on the floor, but instead she was up on the ceiling of the room. Linda turned her head and from the corner of her eye she could see how high she had floated from her bed.
"Calm down." She conditioned herself.
Pressing both her hands against the ceiling, she tried desperately to extend her arms to push herself down a little.
It worked, she managed to put a few inches of space between her body and the ceiling. But as soon as she released her hands, she found herself sticking back to the blasted ceiling of her room.
She wondered if something is causing it. Like maybe something strange happened while she was asleep and it caused the entire city of Leesburg to lose its gravity.
Linda was quick to scratch that theory when she noticed that she was the only one floating in her room. Mr. Wiggles, her teddy bear was down there sitting comfortably on her bed.
Mr. Danvers entered the kitchen and headed straight towards the small table, where the family usually eats breakfast. Mrs. Danvers greeted her husband with a sweet 'Good Morning' while she was busy setting up the food on the table. She noticed that her husband merely murmured a 'Morning' as he sat back on his chair.
Fred had one of his arms rested on the table while he was reading something on the stapled white paper he was holding. With his thick dark eyebrows furrowed, making his forehead wrinkle up, he was too absorbed with what he was reading that he failed to acknowledge the fact that his wife pulled out a chair and sat beside him, observing.
"Another one of those supernatural crimes?" Edna queried to her husband, looking over his shoulder to get a glimpse of the Police report.
He almost jolted from his seat when she heard her speak. Fred looked at his lovely wife, let out a weak smile, kissed her and went back to his reading.
"It never seems to end." Mr. Danvers replied suddenly, eyes still fixed on the papers, shaking his head. "Every week something strange happens in this city. If it's not a monstrous animal that feeds on humans, it's people who develop meta-human powers."
Mrs. Danvers placed a hand over Mr. Danver's over stressed shoulder. He was reviewing the police files and medical reports last night. She wondered if her husband slept at all.
Fred was a hard working police/detective officer. That's what Edna loved about him. As a young police officer back then before the meteor shower, Fred's face would appear all over the newspapers in town, for solving crimes.
Ones the LEESBURG TRIBUNE awarded Fred as man of the year for being a model police officer.
But ever since the meteors crashed on Leesburg twelve years ago, unexplained things began happening. And it made things even harder for Fred and the police squad of Leesburg to apprehend the criminals. They could barely put some of those 'super' criminals in prison.
If a police officer from outside of the city would rummage through the department's reports of crimes and criminals for the last twelve years, he would probably reckon that they're sick jokes. No one would ever believe them. Living in the city of Leesburg is like being in the Twilight Zone, where all your most horrible nightmares comes to reality.
Fred pulled a small sheet of paper from the pocket of his brown shirt. He looked at it while loosening up his tie a little. Written on that sheet of paper is a name and a contact number. Below it says 'Sheriff - Smallville, Kansas.'
"Call them." Prodded Edna in a whisper, settling her chin on Fred's other shoulder.
He just stared at that piece of paper, thinking. A couple of weeks ago Ashley Morgan, a police officer in training under Fred, searched online to find out if these supernatural crimes also happen elsewhere.
Ash, as Fred and the other officers at the Leesburg Police Department fondly calls him, found a few websites about crimes done by people who developed super human powers.
One of those websites is operated by a group of high school kids from a town far away called Smallville. He was able to gather some information from their school newspaper site, 'The Torch.', about these alleged sightings and occurrences of the supernatural in their town.
Chloe Sullivan, the editor in chief of the school paper, theorized in one of her articles that the common denominator about these 'mutants' are their long term exposure to these things she calls 'meteor rocks.'
This tickled Ashley's curiosity even more. He searched for the town's history and found out that back in October 1989, a meteor shower also happened in the town of Smallville.
Millions of dollars of property were lost because of the tragedy, not to mention several casualties as well. From the top page of the casualties list two names stood out, "Mr. Lewis Lang and Mrs. Laura Lang."
"Must be a couple." Ashley assumed. Later he couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
Having all these details at hand, he began comparing them with Leesburg's own history. It was obvious that the most common thing that links up the town of Smallville from the city of Leesburg is the occurrence of meteor showers.
It was November of 1990 when the meteors smashed in the town (back then) of Leesburg, a year after it happened in Smallville.
He quickly wrote down on a piece of paper the number of the Smallville police department and handed it to his handler, Officer Fred Danvers.
It was the same piece of paper Mr. Danvers was gazing at, at the moment. He couldn't believe what Ash told him. Meteor rocks mutating people and animals? It's unacceptable for a police officer like him.
Then again he figured, maybe it is true. I mean, how can he explain what he had witnessed for the last couple of years in his job? Maybe it's true after all.
He reminded himself that of all people in Leesburg, he should be the first to believe in this kind of things. After all, he's got a super powered teen living in his house. His adopted teenage daughter who can run faster than a speeding bullet and has the strength of a hundred men.
Fred smiled when he thought of it. Their daughter maybe different, but they sure love her more than anything in this world. He felt proud when he remembered that only two weeks ago, Linda was able to stop a girl her age who can absorb people's life force through their mouth.
Fred acknowledged that Linda had helped them a couple of times in catching the Meta human criminals of Leesburg. She didn't plan the rescue or anything. She was merely at the right place at the right time. Purely accidental. Fred would appear at the scene most of the time with the 'mutant' lying unconscious on the ground.
Linda would soon explain to him what happened and before Fred's back ups arrived, he would ask her to leave.
Even Linda's puzzled why every time something comes up, she would often be there, at that exact place, to rescue someone. What she failed to realize is that it was destiny, giving her a glimpse of what she would become in the future. The people's champion.
"Help!"
The Danvers couple heard a scream coming from upstairs.
Fred's thoughts were shattered at the sound of the cry. They both stood up and rushed for their daughter's room, even though the cry for help was not that alarming. It was more of a calm but loud type of cry for assistance or some sort.
But for the couple, anyway you look or think about it, it was still a cry for help. This meant that their dear daughter Linda, must be in some kind of trouble.
Mr. Danvers ran as fast as he could in the second floor hallway of their house, leading to Linda's room. His frantic wife was right behind him and he could already hear her repeating the words, 'Oh Lord, Oh Lord!' in absolute fear for their daughter.
Fred twisted the door knob and barged inside Linda's room. He looked around the room but she was no where to be seen. Linda's missing!
Edna was also baffled and wanted to cry when she saw the bed empty.
"I'm up here." Linda's voice echoed inside the room.
Mr. and Mrs. Danvers followed her voice and were shocked to see her up on the ceiling in her pajamas.
"Oh Lord." Mrs. Danvers let out in surprised. "What happened?"
"I dunno." She answered still struggling to get off the ceiling with her voice cracking as she spoke. "Please just get me down."
Fred climbed up on Linda's bed, stood up and grabbed one of her hands. It was cold. He could tell from her voice that she was afraid. Edna did the same thing and snatched Linda's other hand.
In unison, the couple slowly dragged her down on her bed.
Linda was relieved to finally feel the soft fabric of her bed behind her back. She closed her eyes and observed if she's going to float back again when her parents let go of their grasp.
Thankfully she didn't. Fluttering open her glassy eyes, she rose up and sat on her bed, both Fred and Edna sitting beside her with concern written all over their faces.
"What happened?" Mrs. Danvers fired the question, moving closer to her.
"I don't know." Linda answered, trying to conceal what she was really feeling that time. She was terrified. "I was sleeping. And then when I woke up-."
Her words trailed off, staring into space, pondering.
Then she finished, "I was floating."
A tear escaped from her eye. She was quick to brush it away and sighed heavily.
"Are you Ok Lyn?" Mr. Danvers asked, giving her arm a gentle squeeze. He met his daughter's glassy eyes but she instantly looked away.
"Yeah." Was Linda's simple reply to his question. She faked a small smile as she climbed out of her bed. "I'm ok. Thanks."
Using her fingers, she brushed a few strands of her long brown hair away from her face. Her eyes traveled around the room, starting from her parents who were still on her bed looking at her with sad eyes. Linda then focused her sight on something else, just so she could prevent her parents from noticing the tears that were welling up in her eyes.
"Better get myself ready for school." She desperately tried to liven up her tone when she said that. She followed that with a weak smile.
Unfortunately for her, her parents knows her by heart too much that they can see pass through the 'I'm-OK-Mask' she's putting on.
Linda knew they're not buying it. To end the awkwardness, she marched straight for her bathroom to 'prepare' for school. Leaning forward the sink that was in front of her, she opened the faucet to wash her face.
She rinsed her face several times, then stood up straight again. After drying her face with a towel, she accidentally caught sight of her reflection in the mirror that was nailed above the bathroom sink.
Staring at her own image, she somehow felt the urge to cry. Everyone thinks she normal, almost everybody adores her. Ones in middle school, she was voted Miss. Perfect by her co students in one of the school programs. She is young, she is beautiful and she has a good heart.
But what everyone doesn't know is that this girl in the mirror has a dark secret that she must keep, possibly forever. Only her parents and a few nuns at the Midvale orphanage knew about this secret.
And although she has friends and family who cares about her, she couldn't help but feel alone in this world. Because in reality, she really is.
A part of her already lost hope in ever finding the last one of her kind, 'Kal-El.' Her cousin who was sent here on earth by his parents just before their planet Krypton was destroyed.
Since her arrival in this planet, she was already searching for him. She remembered the time when she calls every young boy her age, Kal.
Of course, everyone has a limit. In time she grew tired of looking for him. Linda told herself that if Kal-El is really out there, sooner or later she would find him.
And when that time comes, she wouldn't be alone anymore. They would have each other.
It didn't take long for Linda to notice her mom leaning at the door frame of her bathroom, with her arms crossed over her chest, looking at her.
Again she wiped the tears trickling down her flushed cheeks. She pivoted her head to look at her. Linda reckoned that her father must've asked her mom to have a talk with her.
"You know," Edna began to say walking inside the bathroom. "It says in the mother's manual that came with me in my box that you can talk to me about anything and anytime."
She flashed her daughter that motherly smile. Linda gets a sense of calmness when her mother does that.
"You're aware of that," Mrs. Danvers added. "Right honey?"
"Of course." Responded Linda softly, again with that fake smile on her lips.
"Then tell me what's wrong, Linda." She encouraged her daughter, her voice hopeful that she would say something. "Tell me how you feel."
Linda returned her gaze into the mirror, studying her crestfallen form. Wrapping her arms around herself, she began letting it all out.
"I'm scared." She confessed, her voice shaking in self pity. "I'm terrified."
Edna's heart broke into a thousand pieces when she witnessed tears in her daughter's blue eyes. She walked up to her and enveloped her in a warm hug.
"Mom, what's happening to me?" Linda sobbed, resting her head on her mother's shoulder. "I don't know what I am anymore. Why is this all happening?"
"Shhhh." Hushed Mrs. Danvers peacefully. She ran her hand on Linda's hair with both love and sympathy.
"Remember what your father and I told you. In time you will have all the answers. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon - soon you will have it, Lyn." Consoled Edna with an air of reassurance in her tone. "And when that day comes, you will look back and be thankful."
Linda felt silent. She was holding on to every words of wisdom coming out from her mother's mouth.
"God chose you. He believes in you. That's why he's giving you all these gifts." She added feeling her daughter's fear and grief at the same time. "In return, you should learn to believe in him Linda. Believe that God has great plans for you."
"Great plans." Linda repeated to herself. Using her knuckles, she dried a tear on her cheek.
She murmured, "I hope you're right."