Chapter 62
Scott figures...in fact Scott knows that most people around here don't realise what being the leader of the X-Men entails. They probably don't think about the amount of work he has to put in. No team can operate successfully without cohesive teamwork and trust in your team-mates and that involves melding very different, and sometimes clashing, personalities together. It can be complicated further by the relationships between members.
When two of those people happen to be dating it adds a further intensity to the emotions involved. Now imagine a situation where those two people dating have had a serious falling out and aren't really talking. That makes the job of leader even tougher.
That is the situation Scott finds himself in. Not him and Jean. In fact they had been quite good lately. Jean, despite her clear dislike of Emma, had been amazingly sympathetic to Scott's issues with his ex. Oh Jean hadn't held back her opinion in anyway but she always phrased it in a way to not and try and hurt him in the process. It's part of why he loves her so very much.
As for his feelings for Emma...well Scott doesn't like her very much, at all, at the moment but thankfully, since they parted ways a week ago outside the Hellfire Club, they hadn't seen nor heard from Emma, her Hellions, Shaw or anyone else involved with the Inner Circle. According to the last information Sage was able to pass on they were all too busy trying to cover themselves over their failure so it seemed like for a short time, at least, Scott didn't have to worry about them.
Back to what Scott was saying about relationship problems. He is, of course, talking about Rogue and Clark who are...well lets say frosty to each other at the minute. It's not the first time and in any relationship fights and disagreements happen. He has had enough of them with Jean to know that. Problem is this time it seems to be pretty serious between Rogue and Clark to the point it has been affecting the team.
Therefore as much as Scott would prefer to not get involved in what is a personal issue he has no choice now. Now he could go and speak to Rogue...and then he would wake up in the infirmary. His face grimaces at the idea. He will have to say something to her. He knows that. The team dynamic requires it.
First, though, Scott decides to speak to Clark because his friend has been...well off. For the last week Clark has been fairly distant from everyone. He was still his usual polite self up to a point but when he did spend time with the others he was acting...well off. Oddly. Not like himself but that was only the rare times he did hang out. The only people Clark had really spent any time with this last week had been his parents and Claire as they tried to adapt to their new situation of being a family and Scott knew, from talking to Mr and Mrs Kent, they too were worried about Clark's behaviour.
Mentioning Claire...and Scott is glad she is back by the way. He always takes it personal when they leave because he feels like he failed somehow when they do. Mentioning Claire, of course, leads on to Tarot, whose parents were here a few days ago to check up on her. Scott could tell a long story about that but bottom line is that they talked to the Professor and he convinced them that their daughter would be better suited to attending the Institute so here Marie still is...with condition. First being for now, until Marie proves her switch is genuine and that she can be trusted, Clark's alien origin and Clark being Superman is to be kept from her.
Scott hopes Marie's switch is genuine because having fought her, having seen her in her first New Mutant training sessions, her mutant gift is very impressive. Volcana isn't bad either. Scott will reluctantly have to admit Emma had done a good job in advancing Volcana's skills forward.
Neither girl is X-Men material yet. That status is earned and they haven't earned it yet. Everyone starts at the bottom and has to prove they are ready for the X-Men.
Oddly...or at least Scott finds it odd, Emma hadn't done anything to fight for Tarot. Marie's parents made some mention that they had spoke to her but Emma had really only made some weak remark that it was up to them...which doesn't sound like the Emma Frost Scott remembers. The only explanation he could think of is that she is too busy trying to preserve her position within the Inner Circle and sees that as her priority.
Scott decides that he won't think more on that or Emma. Down that road leads to anger at her. Back to his priority at the minute. Clark.
Scott finds Clark down in the lower levels, in the lab room where they keep all the stone research. Clark is just standing there staring at it. "Looking for inspiration?" Scott queries, looking for a way to start this conversation.
"Sort of," Clark says in flat tones.
Scott walks over until he is standing next to Clark. "Perhaps we should just unite the stones," he suggests.
Clark purses his lips as he thinks on it. "Since I don't know what would happen I would rather still prefer not to risk it."
"Clark, we don't have infinite time," Scott cautions. "Shaw may be busy for awhile but Magneto is still out there as is Isobel. Fury only gave us a small leeway," he argues a case for more direct action.
"I know but our best guess is that the stone is on an island. What if it is inhabited Scott? I could put people at risk," Clark tries to explain why he doesn't want to join the 2 stones they have together.
"We may just have to take the calculated risk."
"That's just the point Scott. I can't calculate it!" Clark says in agitated tones. "I can't remember what the stone does and I'm sure I should!"
"What do you mean?" Scott asks with some confusion.
Clark walks up to the part of the wall he wrote all about the Crystal of Water. "I can remember writing this down," he says tapping on it. "It was suppose to include the mathematical description of the stone, its power and how it functions...except it's not here yet I can swear blind I wrote it all down."
"Emma?" Scott queries since she did get into Clark's head and perhaps she did manage to alter his memories.
"She never got anywhere I didn't want her to," Clark dismisses that suggestion.
Yeah. Scott had heard that version of events from Clark already this week. He, like the Professor, was concerned what it said about Clark.
Clark's brow drops way down as a deeply furrowed frown forms on his face. "It doesn't make sense. It's like I can't trust my own memory...which is impossible because I have perfect recall."
"Jor-El?" Scott makes another inquiry and another guess at who is responsible.
Clark laughs mirthlessly. "I already asked him."
Scott is surprised by that. "When?"
"A couple of days ago. I wanted to get some answers about Selene and his relationship with her."
"What did he say?"
"Find the stone, Kal-El and you shall find your answers and your destiny."
"And?" Scott queries for more.
"And nothing. That was it," Clark says sourly.
"That's all he said?" Scott asks, with an annoyed frown of his own.
"Yep. So my mental health could be in question but apparently it's not enough for Jor-El to do more than exchange 13 words with me."
Scott can almost taste the bitterness pouring off Clark as he says that. "Clark, the Professor might be able to help," he proposes.
"I wish Scott," Clark says sadly. "Jor-El did this and only he can help me except he won't. Until then...I can't even promise it is safe to be around me," he warns in grave tones.
It clicks in Scott's head. Clark's sudden distance this last week. He's protecting them from himself. "Look Clark, your actions may have hurt some feelings but we're still your friends," he points out.
Clark looks at Scott, his gaze chillingly dispassionate. "Then why did I do what I did?" he asks. "Why did I choose a course of actions I knew would hurt my friends and especially my girlfriend? I knew they would yet I did it anyway. Why?"
"I...um..." Scott struggles to come up with a response to that.
Clark turns his gaze back to the script on the walls. His eyes fall upon the newest addition to the research. Dr Strange had sent it. "Why?" he seems to repeat himself.
"Clark, I'm not really much of a psychologist," Scott replies, thinking Clark is still on about why he did what he did. "But as your friend I can say I'm here if you need to talk."
Clark looks at Scott with a puzzled expression. "Scott, what are you talking about?"
"Uh...what are you talking about?" Scott asks back.
"Why was Jor-El on Earth? Why was he on Nova Roma?" Clark asks the questions that suddenly occurred to him. Before Scott can say anything Clark has blurred, ripped a couple of sheets of paper off the wall and is holding them out to Scott. Clark holds the one in his right hand forward a little bit. "This is the clue I wrote down about the Crystal of Water," he explains what it is. "In the shadow of a lost empire lies that which transfers the spirit of life from the sky to the ocean. Surrounded by the depths and buried in fire you shall find a truth long hidden," he repeats the clue.
"Yeah," Scott says, unsure where this is going...or where Clark's mental state is at all, more worryingly.
Clark brings forward the other piece of paper in his left hand. "This is what Dr Strange sent me. It's an older version of the puzzle found upon the wall of an ancient Egyptian temple. It says; Nestled amongst the seven sisters, in the heart of an Empire, by the Fields of the God of War lies that which transfers the spirit of life from the sky to the ocean."
"They're different," Scott remarks.
"Because Jor-El knew that the stone had been moved from Rome so he had to give me a different puzzle to solve about where it currently is. Don't you get it?"
"Um...no."
Clark looks almost exasperated. "We know my people would check up on the stones from time to time."
"Jor-El was here checking up on them," Scott gathers Clark's meaning.
"YES!"
"Soooo?" Scott inquires, still not getting what Clark is saying.
"So I know where it is...I think. I need to talk to Amara to be sure. You let the Professor know we'll be going on a trip," Clark tells Scott and before the young man in the red glasses can say anything else Clark is gone with his usual gust of wind.
"Right. I'll go see the Professor," Scott says to no-one. Although what he is going to see the Professor about, precisely, he isn't sure.
Amara is simply lying on her bed, in her room, doing her homework when the gust of wind blows everything about.
"Amara!"
Amara jumps and looks up to see Clark there. She is startled to see him and flustered. She has been avoiding him all week because she doesn't know how to be around him any more. "Yes..." she coughs as her voice is croaky. "Yes, Clark?"
"You think it was my father who exiled Selene, right?" Clark asks her to confirm what he had been told about this last week in regards to his father, Selene and Nova Roma.
"Um...is that not the general consensus?" she puts forward in response.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Clark says, sounding rudely dismissive. "The point is why."
"Why, what?"
"Lets assume it was Jor-El. Why was he on Nova Roma?"
"Um...to save us from Selene?"
Clark snorts. "Not to ruin your image of him or anything Amara but I seriously doubt he knew anything of your nation or its people or what you were suffering beforehand. He's not all knowing despite what that damn ghost in the cave keeps trying to pretend so why was he there? Nova Roma is not exactly some place you just stumble across."
Amara had to concede that was true. Selene deliberately chose an isolated island in the middle of nowhere to found her nation. It's only very recently they have started to reinteract with the world and even then only on a very limited basis. Not counting Selene, essentially Amara is the only Nova Roman to have left her island in the last millennium and a half. Still, she is not certain what Clark is trying to drive at here.
"Nova Roma's an island?" Clark seeks her to reconfirm.
"Yes."
"Does it have a volcano?"
Amara nods. "Yes."
"Buried in fire," Clark mutters to himself. He had suspected for awhile that if the stone was on an island that part of the clue, most probably, referred to a volcano as in a classic volcanic island.
"Uh Clark, are you alright?" Amara asks, a little concerned by his body language.
"No. I'm monumentally stupid," Clark berates himself for not putting it together days ago as soon as he found out about that suspicion that Jor-El was the one who exiled Selene from Nova Roma.
"How, exactly?"
"Jor-El was on Nova Roma checking up on the Crystal of Water," he explains the sudden inspiration he had had down below when talking to Scott.
Amara blinks. "It's on Nova Roma?" she queries, very uncertain about that. "I've never heard of it."
"Perhaps you haven't but it makes perfect sense. You said that Selene took her followers and left Rome and they, no doubt, took as many valuables as they could carry. Why not the stone, which we know was in Rome as a figure of worship?"
"I guess," Amara supposes that's possible.
"It explains why Jor-El was on the island. Not why he chose to overthrow Selene...or the other stuff," Clark says with a shudder of revulsion at what Selene suggested she got up to with his father. "Anyway the important thing is that we need to go to Nova Roma and get it."
Amara's eyes widen at that. Any trip to Nova Roma means she would have to go too, which means confronting her parents about Selene's revelations of being her grandmother, which Amara is none too enthused, to put it mildly, about doing. Mostly because of what it will mean if her parents end up confirming it is true. However, she does know getting the stones is important. She sucks it up, as Tabby would say. "Ok. We'll go. I'll...need to change clothes."
"Oh sure. I'll let the Professor know," Clark says as he heads for the door. Before he leaves he pauses. "Amara?"
Amara is just to her feet. "Yes."
"Thank you," Clark says with a warm smile.
Amara finds herself smiling back. "It's no problem. That's what friends are for."
Clark's smile gets a little wider before he vanishes.
"It's also what any worshipper would do for their God," Amara murmurs under her breath.
In his study Charles is composing a letter for Virgil's daughter Patricia expressing his regrets over the loss of her father. He knows it was over a week ago that Virgil died but he had wished to take his time and choose carefully his words. Not to mention he had been a little occupied with other matters.
Charles pauses. He still had much sadness over the loss of his friend. Virgil's funeral had already taken place in complete privacy as he dictated in his will. The most Charles could do was visit the grave when it was appropriate to do so.
Charles reads back over what he has written so far. He isn't certain how much Patricia knew about her father's work so in that sense he has to choose what he says carefully. There are secrets that must be kept, even now.
Before he can resume writing he senses Scott at the door and beckons him inside. He can see Scott is on edge as well as feel it. "What's the matter Scott?"
Scott relays what transpired with Clark, even if he doesn't quite fully understand what happened.
Luckily the Professor manages to deduce it. "Clark believes the final stone is on Nova Roma. That makes sense."
"It does?" Scott queries.
"Why was Jor-El on Nova Roma, as we believe he was? He was checking up on the stone."
Oh. Scott finally gets it. "So we're going?"
"Yes...but after what happened in China we will proceed with extreme caution. Isobel is still out there and could have another vision for all we know. We still don't know how Magneto knew to be in China so we must assume it is a possibility he and his Acolytes will make an appearance."
Scott nods in full agreement. Before he leaves to get ready he raises his worry over Clark. "Clark...doesn't seem quite right," he tries to phrase it gently.
"I had noticed," the Professor informs Scott. "Truthfully I would like to get him to take a complete break. No going out being Superman. No X-Men missions. No training and some intensive psychiatric sessions with myself. I am concerned the stress he has put on himself, combined with what happened to him over the summer, has left his mind in...less than pristine shape, I believe I shall phrase it as. As soon as this situation with the stones is dealt with a break is exactly what I will insist on Clark having. It is only because Clark alone can handle the stones safely that I am bringing him with us."
Scott wasn't going to go as far as a complete break for Clark but if the Professor thinks that is what Clark requires then so be it.
"I'll inform the X-Men about our course of action," the Professor says as he sends out the telepathic message so the X-Men can prepare to depart.
There is a knock on the door.
"Yes Clark!" the Professor says in raised tones.
The door opens and Clark walks in. "Oh Scott told you," he assumes at seeing his friend.
"Indeed. You spoke to Amara?"
"Yep. She's agreed to come."
"Good. We'll need her."
"We will?" Scott asks.
"How's your Latin, Scott?" the Professor asks the young man.
"I don't speak Latin."
"Well the people on Nova Roma do. When I visited them after discovering Amara I had my telepathy to help cross the language barrier. Now I can use my telepathy to cross that barrier for all of us but it wouldn't hurt to have someone with us fluent in the language. Not to mention we'll need Amara's weight as princess to allow us permission to be there. It is a very closed society, thanks to Selene's lingering influence. It is also technological no further along than at the height of the Roman Empire. That leaves a big gap between us and them. You should realise how remarkable it is that Amara has bridged that gap since she arrived here."
"I speak Latin," Clark points out.
"You learned Latin from a book, Clark," the Professor points out before Clark get too far ahead of himself. "You don't speak it fluently nor have taken into account the differences 1500 years of isolation has brought about in the dialect spoken on Nova Roma."
"Well, ok, you've got a point," Clark might concede.
That probably applies to Hank as well because Charles knows he speaks the basics of Latin. Next the Professor raises an important issue that must be discussed with Clark before they leave. "While you're here we also must discuss your father."
"Dad?" Clark queries with confusion. "Is he alright?"
"Sorry. I meant Jor-El," the Professor clarifies who he wishes to discuss.
"Oh. Him," Clark says with some loathing. "What about him?"
"If we assume Jor-El was the one who defeated Selene then, from what Amara says, the Nova Romans see him as a God and worship him as such."
Clark snorts in derision at that idea. "That's because they don't know him. I'll just explain..."
The Professor stops Clark there. "No, Clark. You will not," he tells the young man sternly.
"What? Why?" Clark asks back with some confusion at the strength of the Professor's tone.
"These are very superstitious people. Their faith is a core of them. You can't just go in and tear apart one of their fundamental beliefs."
"But Jor-El is not a God," Clark argues strongly. "He...we're just an alien life-form with some power."
"And how do you explain that to a people who have no concept of planets around other stars and alien beings? Who believe the stars are the home of the Gods. You point at the sky and say you come from there Clark you will become a God in their eyes."
"But I'm not!" Clark insists.
"I'm trying to make you understand, Clark, that there is no way you can explain this to them in terms they can understand. They believe Amara is, at least, blessed by the Gods because they have no other way to understand her mutant gift. It took me weeks with her to be able to get the concepts across and that was only because I could use telepathy to show her. My directive here is that under no circumstances do you reveal you are Jor-El's son or are related to him in anyway. That shouldn't be too hard because it never occurred to Amara until I suggested it. As far as I can tell there are no images of Jor-El on Nova Roma, no-one knows his name, there are no symbols...or at least not the one you wear or Amara would have recognised it earlier. We do not talk about Jor-El. We do not talk about Krypton. You are merely another mutant friend of Amara's. Is that clear, Clark?"
"Yes, Professor. It's not like I want to talk about Jor-El anyway," Clark says being huffy about it.
The Professor looks to Scott. "This also holds true for everyone on this mission, Scott. Make them aware that under no circumstances are they to mention Jor-El or Clark's otherworldly origin."
"I will, Professor," Scott assures his mentor. "What do we tell the Nova Romans about why we are there?" he wonders.
"As much truth as we can. That we are looking for an artefact of great power that must be kept out of the hands of allies of Selene. I believe mentioning that name will make them more conducive to assist. The fear of Selene, if Amara is any judge, is great amongst the Nova Romans."
And it was true to a point. Isobel, certainly, was still after the stone and there was no guarantee that this barrier around Nova Roma, that keeps Selene at bay, would stop Isobel. There was also the rest of the Inner Circle. The people of Nova Roma could not possibly stop the Hellions...or Magneto and the Acolytes. That was why it was important they retrieved the stone as soon as possible. Once it is gone those people have no reason to bother the Nova Romans.
"You should get ready to depart. Nova Roma is a long journey, even in the Blackbird," the Professor advises.
"Goin need a book to read," Clark says with sudden, strange joviality before he departs with his usual gust of wind.
The Professor raises a hand to his head. The quicker this is over the better for the sake of Clark's mental health.
As the X-Men gather in the hangar Rogue taps her foot impatiently. She isn't looking forward to this. Being cooped up in a jet for hours with her estranged boyfriend. She just can't overlook the fact he chose to use her the way he did. Then on top of that this last week he's just been...odd, strange, distracted, distant, infuriating, dichotomous, he shifts suddenly from one personality to another at random intervals. Sometimes he's serious, sometimes he's goofy, sometimes he's cold and aloof. You can never tell which at any given moment.
How can they have a serious, possibly decisive talk about their relationship when he's like that?
Answer is they can't...even if she could think of what they could possibly talk about...which she can't right now.
Even now he's acting a little odd, muttering to himself about something she can't quite hear.
Rogue sighs. She doesn't know what to do with him.
The final person to enter the hangar is Amara and as she does everyone has to stop and give pause to how she looks.
Amara is not dressed in her normal New Mutant uniform. She's in an elegant, traditional Roman dress. Open sandals, that are tied up her calves, upon her feet. Her hair is done up and sitting amongst it is a small tiara.
Truth be told she looks beautiful enough to make most people stop and stare and it is not just how she looks. She gives off a regal air.
"What are you wearing?" Evan is the one to asks.
Amara sighs a little. She has already had Tabby's teasing of her dress. She doesn't need more from Evan especially when going home means confronting her parents which she really doesn't want to do. "This is what I wear back home, Evan," Amara explains in response to his question. "I'm the Princess of Nova Roma. I can't return home in just any old pair of jeans and a top."
Strangely, despite being raised her whole life as a princess, Amara has not missed being one as much as she thought she would. Being royal creates a division from most people, means she is isolated and alone up to a point, except here where she's not royal. She's just another student and that has allowed her to have real genuine close friends.
"Traditional wear can be silly," Clark suddenly decides to add. "I have images in my head of wear on Krypton that would make you double over with laughter...but enough of my prattling. We should get going. Tally-ho!" he says as he points at the jet and blurs inside.
Amara just looks at anyone for an explanation of what that was.
"Just humour him but keep an eye on him also," the Professor requests of everyone. They just have to get through this mission and then Charles will dedicate the time needed to help Clark.
"This is going to be a long flight," Kitty mutters to her best friend, Kurt. It's not that she isn't worried about Clark. Course she is but he is just so difficult to cope with as of late and stuck on a plane with him for hours on end...loonnngg flight.
Kurt agreed...although his concern over Clark was increasing daily. Something was very wrong with his friend and he felt helpless to think of anyway to help. Clark often got a mention in his prayers these days.
Charles does a quick check everyone is here that needs to come. Domino had the cold so she wasn't coming on this mission although she had been complaining a lot about how come her luck doesn't protect her from the common cold. She would just stay behind with the Kents and look after the mansion and the other students.
Beast, Storm, Wolverine, Cyclops, Jean, Nightcrawler, Shadowcat, Spyke, Rogue, Magma, Superman and himself the Professor checks them off his mental list. That should be sufficient against any threat they might face.
Check done he and the X-Men get on-board the jet and they are soon on their way to Nova Roma.
The flight over turns out not to be too bad or not as bad as feared. Clark just has his nose stuck in a book he brought the whole way over and really doesn't say very much.
Amara spends the flight answering the many question the others have about Nova Roma. Despite how long she has been at the mansion there is much of her home they don't know. Amara attempts to explain it as best she can and tries to dispel many of the inaccurate basis her friends have off Hollywood movies about how Roman civilisation worked. This is between bouts of air-sickness. Amara doesn't fly well. It was the same when she left her home for America with the Professor for the first time.
As they fly over the island everyone peers out to see the Roman city that is Nova Roma's capital. In one way it is precisely how one might imagine a Roman city with the whitewashed walls and red tiled roofs.
The jet is landed outside the city walls opposite the main gate. When the Professor had first come here he unintentionally scared the people below. Being a pre-industrial society they had never seen a flying machine of any sort. They thought it some kind of terrifying creature. In fact it was Amara who found the courage to step forward and investigate. That's when Charles knew instantly she had what it took to be an X-Man.
"It's best if you let me speak," Amara commands, slipping back into her privileged role of authority.
Everyone nods in agreement, even Clark.
The ramp is lowered and waiting at the bottom are several Roman soldiers dressed just as you would imagine them in their armour and uniforms.
Upon seeing Amara they salute with a raise of their right hands. They greet her in the native tongue. "Hail Princess!"
Amara returns the salute before she notices the uneasy looks amongst the guards. It's probably due to the appearances of Beast and Nightcrawler. Her people are not use to seeing such variety in appearances. "They are my companions," she instructs them, her tone not baring question.
"Yes, Highness," the Captain of the guard concedes to her.
Amara expresses her wishes. "I need to see my parents, their royal Majesties. It is urgent."
"Of course, your Highness," the captain of the guard says as he arranges an escort for the Princess and her companions.
It is a strange experience to walk through a city without any of what you take for granted in the rest of the world. No cars, no electricity, no lights, no signs. It's still noisy but in a different way to any modern city. It is the noise of people and animals. It is also the smells of people and animals. Kitty's nose wrinkles at what she deems the stink but she bites her tongue from saying anything.
As the X-Men walk through the city people come to look.
"You must forgive them," Amara apologises for her people staring and in some cases gawking. "We don't get many visitors."
Logan grunts and mutters a few disparaging terms. Storm elbows him in the ribs for it. "Behave. We're guests," she tells him off.
They are taken to the Royal Palace, made from white marble. At the end of a large room sit Amara's parents, the King and Queen of Nova Roma, attending to the day's business. Their faces light up upon seeing their daughter and they greet her warmly.
Amara is more stoic in her return of the greeting. She can't forget what Selene told her but is dignified enough not to raise it in a public forum.
Her father, Lucius Antonius Aquilla, is a relatively elderly, in his late 50s, heavy set man with curly dark hair, the same colour as Amara's and probably Selene if he is indeed her son as she claimed, not very tall, about 5'7. Her mother, Pomona, is younger, in her early 40s, and is a slender, elegant woman, about 5'6 with blond hair and blue eyes.
They greet Amara's companions, especially the Professor whom they have met before. It is only at the end of the greetings that their eyes turn to fall upon Clark, who had been at the back of the group, at which point they gasp loudly before both falling to one knee. "You have returned to us. We are honoured, Lord Jor-El," Amara's father murmurs in utter respect and fealty.
Clark arches an eyebrow and says, in a completely flippant manner. "Huh, I guess it is going to be one of those days."
Author's Note: On the show the Crystal of Water had been in Honduras before Lionel managed to obtain it but for storyline purposes I moved it to Nova Roma where no-one would find it. Also on the show it was established that Clark is the near spitting image of Jor-El(so as much as I love Julian Sands having him play a young Jor-El in season 9 made no sense when Tom Welling should have just done it). Therefore Amara's parents would mistake Clark for his father. Now how do they know what he looks like and how they know his name when Amara doesn't will be answered next chapter. Also will have to address whether Amara truly does see Clark as a God and how Clark deals with that and everyone else on Nova Roma seeing him as one. One final note is that I tried to make Amara's mother look like the comic version of Amara who has blond hair and blue eyes and not the dark hair they gave her on evo. Thanks to everyone who wrote reviews. Next up; Amara's parents lead the X-Men to a relic Jor-El left behind.