Chapter 5 Part2: Shopping can give you answers
3 hours ago I asked myself the question 'Shopping? Should I be worried?' the answer- Hell yes! Note to self, Conner never get into a car with one Lois Lane and one Chloe Sullivan. It just may cost you your life. I think I'm gonna die. No wait scratch that, I know I am going to die. How they got me to agree to a driving lesson is beyond my thinking!
"Conner! Stop being a lead foot driver!" Chloe screams into my ear from the backseat.
"I'm sorry, but yelling at me is not going to help my confidence!"
"Conner maybe you should just stop the car…Soon. As in now."
"Oh shut up cuz." Lois says over her shoulder. "I think he's doing a really good job actually."
Both Chloe and I look incredulously at Lois who is sitting next to me in the passenger seat. I mean, even I know I suck. I slam on the breaks. All three of us shoot forward, and then we all get brought back to our seats by our seatbelts. I let go of the steering wheel like it was burning my hands. "Ok let's never get me to do that… Ever again."
Chloe nodded "I'm with Conner, just check out the tyre marks back there."
The three of us move as one, looking back to where we came from. All across the parking lot were black lines showing where I had driven.
Lois sighed next to me. "My tyres."
I looked shocked over at her "But you-"
"But you just said he was doing a good job, oh master of driving." Chloe cut in.
"That was before I found out he shredded my new tyres." Lois snapped back. We all get out of the car.
"Oh yeah well…" The two begin to argue. I block them out; I learnt how to do that while we had our 3-hour drive. I noticed that they don't actually argue, but they… I don't know. They just have a better friendship after the fighting I guess. I sigh, this is one disagreement I did not want to be apart of, let alone be the main reason of. Those two, they can be scary.
"Oh would you look at that. Lois, Chloe we seem to be at mall." I say sarcastically "So let's push off shall we." I start to walk away from the car; right away I notice they aren't following. I turn back to them wanting to tell them again. But I stop, my mouth hangs open with shock with what I see. There was Lois' car perfectly parked in the car park's white lines.
I have never been to a mall before. I had no idea what to expect. I sit down at a table while I waited for Chloe and Lois to get back from the Ladies. I look around in wonder at all the different people. So many faces, so many stories that they could tell. Both happy and sad.
The old walk among with the young.
On my right I see a teenage guy around 17 arguing with a female security guard. His black and blue hair is spiked up straight with what looked like most of a gel bottle. His leather and chain clad body shaking slightly in anger at the woman. But she just looks at him, almost bored like at his attitude. She just speaks into the communicator that is located on her shoulder.
On my left a little girl is enjoying, what looks like a strawberry lollipop. Her mother holding her hand tightly never wanting to let go in fear of losing her in large crowd. Behind the mother and child an old couple sit down on one of the malls benches. They're doing nothing in particular, just talking, enjoying each others company.
"That's really sweet huh?" Came a voice from behind me.
"Yeah it is." I turn in my seat to face Chloe, who is now sitting opposite me. I notice she's by herself. "Um."
"She went to get something to drink. She said something about a pit stop"
"Oh" I look down under the table at all the bags. "I think she needs it. I think we all do." Chloe laughs at my statement. I like her smile; it's bright and bubbly. Like her.
"So Conner, you're Clark's cousin?" Her question snaps me back into the real world.
"Uh…"
"It's ok Lois told me."
I become still with uncertainty. "She told you what exactly?"
"That you're a cousin of Clark's from… Alaska."
I look back at her with my mouth slightly hanging open. Where the heck was that?
"And judging from the look on you're face and my guessing you're actually from Krypton."
"No."
Her eyes squinted in suspicions slits. "So you really are from Alaska?"
I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. "No." I say slowly.
"What?"
"Um maybe I should…I mean." I wave my hands around. "Not here."
"Oh gotcha."
I clear my throat "So…" I try to find a good topic for small talk.
Chloe rubs her hands against her jeans. "Yeah, so."
I bite my bottom lip unsure of how to word my thoughts. "You've, um, you've known Clark and Lois for awhile right?"
"Huh? Oh yeah! I-"
"Have you ever noticed that they…" I trail off wondering how to word it. Do they love each other? No that's a little too strong. Do they like each other? Maybe. Or am I looking way too much into this.
"Have I noticed that they are utterly drawn to one another…Yeah. Don't worry Conner you're not the only one who sees it. In fact most of Smallville see it."
"But they don't?"
"Well, I have a good feeling that Clark sees it, but my cousin…"
"What about me?" Lois stands behind Chloe with a can of Pepsi in her hand.
Chloe turns to face her "You took that long for a can of soda?"
"Well" Lois sits down on a seat next to Chloe. "The line was long to get coffee and I needed caffeine in my blood system. So I went for the next best thing. The Pepsi machine." She smiled innocently as she sipped her drink.
"Anyway, about this hair of yours kiddo."
Clark's eyes were closed. He listened to the icy wind outside the fortress. He breathed in deeply.
"My son." Clark's eyes snapped open as he felt a hand on his shoulder.
There in front of Clark stood a beautiful woman with silky blonde hair and deep green eyes. She stood at around 5'10" and she wore a flowing white gown. To Clark she looked like an angel. She was an image of peace and harmony.
"M-mother?" Clark whispered
She smiled her perfect smile. She reached out her hand to him. "Kal-el, my child."
Clark tried to grasp her hand in his, to feel her touch. But each time he tried she moved away.
"Mother!" He ran after her, but his legs wouldn't move. He looked towards her in despair. She said something to him, her lips were moving but he couldn't hear her. The wind became too strong. It wiped into his eardrums, blocking all sound out.
"Mother! Please wait, I can't…" He called out to her. Maybe she could hear him, he prayed she could.
He looked down at his legs, confused at why they weren't moving for him. They were covered with an ice like material. His large hands tried to rip and tare the ice away desperately. He had to get to her, the first time he sees his biological mother and something stops him.
"Kal-el" His head snaps up, ahead of him his mother is no longer alone. A female figure now stands along side with her. Shorter then Lara, but by no means small. She stood around 5'8" and had long, beautiful chocolate brown hair. She was wearing the same style dress as his mother. "Who are you?" Clark shouts because of the wind.
As soon as he utters those words a bright beam of light comes out from the woman's wrist. The beam hits Clark on the chest. The light surrounds his body making a cocoon; it lifts him from the ground like he weighed nothing. At first he feels frightened, like a little boy again.
He remembers when he was five; he was playing on a large stack of hay on of his family's fields. His dad had told him not to, but still young Clark played.
He was Clark Kent, he wasn't afraid of anything. His short limbs leaving no ledge unclimbed. Reaching the very top his eye searched the ongoing fields. Something on the hay bale below him caught his eye. He jumped down towards it, not thinking like most boys' do, just doing.
As his feet hit the hay a strange green glow come out from beneath. The boy's knees crumbled under the glow. Clark could feel his throat start to close. He clawed at his neck with his small chubby fingers. Tears welled up into his eyes as he found it hard to breathe. Falling from the hay he saw his dad running towards him before all was dark.
Now his breathing was ragged from the memory of his first experience with Kryptonite. He jumped at the slight touch of a hand on his cheek. Looking up he couldn't see her face, because of the light. But he realised he was no longer afraid. He was far from afraid, Clark felt safe and warm and loved. He felt like he was home.
"Who are you?" he got no response. "Who are you?" He whispered to the figure again
She leaned forward and whispered her response in his ear.
"I am yours…"
Clark sat up abruptly, unsure were he was. His head twisted left and right in confusion. He glanced down at his hands.
Ice.
Slowly Clark realised he was at the fortress still. Sighing he slumped back down next to the wall.
"What the heck was that?" He thought for a moment "Who the heck was that?"
"Wow would you look at you. Ouch!"
"Yeah ladies stand back you just may be scorched by Conner Kent's hotness."
Conner smirked at Chloe and Lois' comments. His hair now cropped shorter was stylised into a 'fake' Mohawk. Lois wouldn't let him get the sides of his head shaved. Instead she just bought him a lot of gel.
"You know, now that your hair looks all sexy like, you should put some of these new clothes on." Lois suggested
"Yeah." Conner said excited to get out of the old farm clothes.
"Cuz, if you please." Lois snapped her fingers and Chloe placed a bag in Conner's outstretched hands.
"Woah, Woah wait a minute. You already choose the clothes for me?"
"Yeah." They both say together.
Chloe pushed him. "Now go to the bathroom and change already."
"Ok, ok I'm going."
Not far from where they stood. Were two men in black suits. Their eyes hidden behind slick black glasses. The blonde one took out a cell from his pocket and dialled a number into his phone…
A LuthorCorp jet flew across the Pacific Ocean. Lex sat down on one of the plush seats. The Daily Planet was held up in front of his face. The headline read
Wayne and Queen can do no wrong.
Included was a picture of Bruce Wayne and Oliver Queen shaking hands in front of the new W&Q foundation building in New York.
In the article a bold caption read -Lex Luthor, meet Mr. Yesterday.
Suddenly Lex had thrown down the paper in disgust. Lionel Chuckled deeply into his drink.
"Real life upsetting you son?"
"Don't start dad, I don't have the patience."
"I would never have guessed that two of you little play friends and an article could get under you skin."
"It hasn't dad, I wouldn't worry."
The jets phone went off, Lex grab it "Luthor."
"Sir we've found him. He's with Sullivan and Lane."
Lex smiled ruthlessly. "You know what to do." Lex hung up the phone.
"Something come up good for you son?" Linoel asked
Lex just smiled "More brandy dad?"