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Chapter One
18 years previous…
"Jor-El! What is the meaning of this?" a Kryptonian Elder demanded.
"As I have said, many times: Krypton is in the process of exploding. It is only a matter of days before Krypton is no more," Jor-El warned.
"Preposterous! Brainiac has rejected your notion of apocalypse for Krypton…" the Elder sneered.
"I would rather not discuss Brainiac right now…Father," Jor-El sighed.
He stepped around his father and smiled. Lara came out of their son's bedroom holding a sleeping Kal-El.
"Lara, it is time…" Jor-El started.
"I know, my love…" Lara continued.
"What's this about, Lara?" Sulvan demanded.
"Sulvan, if you love your grandson and care one whit about his future, you'll kindly shut up!" Jor-El growled.
He followed Lara into the basement, where a pod was open and waiting. Lara put Kal-El into the pod and stepped back to Jor-El's side. Jor-El executed the program to take Kal-El to Earth. Right as the ship started to ascend, the earthquakes loosened a large chunk of the ceiling. It fell and destroyed the crystal console right as Kal-El's ship shot off into space. Jor-El fell to his knees in shock and horror.
"Jor-El? What just happened?" Sulvan asked.
"The crystal that executed the program was only 90% completed in downloading the coordinates for Kal-El's trip to Earth. Because of that, I have no idea where he is going to end up landing," Jor-El admitted.
Lara joined him on the floor and the couple held each other in the last moments before Krypton's destruction. Several days later, on an unknown planet with a yellow sun, a group of green humanoids came upon the crashed ship. (Think of the look of Martian Manhunter's natural look in the "Justice League" cartoon)
"What is it?" one of the younger ones asked.
"It is of Kryptonian design," a female said.
"Did their planet explode due to…" a male asked.
"Yes. Thankfully, he hasn't discovered our planet," another male said.
"Silence. The child awakens," the female said.
The small group stayed silent as the last survivor of Krypton awoke to see the group looking at him calmly. He looked around, before settling on the female. He held his arms up towards her and giggled. The female picked him up and Kryptonian symbols flashed from inside the pod. The elderly male looked at them and sighed.
"It seems that he is one of the last surviving member of Krypton. Kal-El, son of Jor-El and Lara-El, you will be welcomed on Tranoraan with opened arms. You wish to be his mother, Resgram?" the elder asked.
"Yes, father," the female said softly.
She was looking at the child lovingly.
"Let us depart, Arkil. Our son is in need of rest," Resgram said.
The couple, followed by the younger brother of Arkil, Ruax, and her father, Raxaus, all left for their home.
Two years ago…
"Kal-El. It is time for you to finally go off on your own and make your own destiny in the universe. Remember this: you will always be welcome here," Resgram said, tears falling.
"Everything will be all right, mother," Kal-El said, embracing her.
"Kal-El! We have located him! He is on Earth!…But, he's inactive at the moment…" a messenger said.
"Then Earth is where I must go," Kal-El said.
"Then, you will need this…" Raxaus said, walking up.
He was holding a sealed container.
"Arkil and I have been working on this for a year. It will allow you to blend in with the peoples of the Earth, but still allow your Kryptonian heritage to show as well. It is made from an indestructible material that was created for just this occasion. There are several sets for you, so that you don't have to wear the same one every day," Raxaus said.
Kal-El took the clothes, hugged his family, and turned to the awaiting spacecraft.
"I will always remember this planet and will always call it home. I will miss all of you," he said, not looking back.
Behind his family were several hundred more humanoids, all there to see him off. Kal-El got into his spacecraft and input the coordinates for Earth. A month later, Kal-El landed in an cold area of the planet, at its southern pole. He exited the ship, not affected by the extremely low temperature, and changed into his new outfit. (Imagine The Blur's black outfit) He closed his eyes and smiled softly as the sun rose and filled him with warmth and power.