Warning: If you don’t
know anything about Superman, you will be at a loss in this fanfic.
helicopter hummed in the distance as Clark threw bales to the cows. He heard it coming long before it had ever reached Smallville, but he had learned
to push those noises out of mind.
hum grew to a roar as the helicopter began to fly overhead, close to the ground. The
cows scattered, and Clark looked up in alarm.
ball of fire crackled along the belly of the helicopter. The helicopter careened
out of control, turning low as the pilot desperately tried to regain control of the craft.
The blades dug into the soft earth, crumpling instantly.
raced towards the helicopter, but had to dive towards the ground as it exploded in a ball of flame. As the flames died down, Clark stood. There was no way anyone would have been able to survive the blast.
Even his clothes were singed and he was still a few hundred feet away from the craft.
If he were human, he would have been certain to have had second or third degree burns to some extent.
blaze had to be stopped. Clark burst
the water tank nearby and began hosing the craft from a distance. His parents
were running out to him.
his mother shouted.
911!” he yelled back.
scanned the debris with his x-ray vision and saw three crumpled bodies inside the craft, mangled and charred. Sorrow hit him with a heavy blow. He couldn’t have saved
them. It had all happened too fast, too fast even for him. He hadn’t seen it coming.
he bowed his head, something caught his eye. His mother ran up to his side, seeing
what he saw as well.
was lying on the ground outside of the craft, a girl. She was trying to sit up,
shaking and bewildered.
God,” Martha breathed. “How did she
. . . ?”
sped over to her. She did not see him approach, but turned, looking at the helicopter
burning behind her. Her eyes welled with tears and a look of horror and dismay
passed over her face.
knelt beside her. Her clothes were torn and singed. Her skin was smudged black from soot, her hair wet from the water he had sprayed on the helicopter.
God, no!” she exclaimed, sobbing.
didn’t know what to say. “Are you all right?” he finally asked.
wailed in the distance as the girl sobbed, tears pouring down her face. “I
couldn’t stop it,” she said. “I couldn’t do anything.”
Clark took her into his arms, the flames from the helicopter roaring behind them as
the girl cried out her grief on his shoulder.
* * *
still don’t have a name,” the sheriff told the Kent’s. She etched something on her notepad, her back to the ambulance where the girl was
sitting so the conversation was private. “Funniest thing that girl didn’t
get hurt at all. The medics said she didn’t even have a scratch. I just don’t see how it’s possible. Only thing
I can see is that she fell into a depression in the ground and the blast came right over her.
She won’t talk to anyone though. She’s in shock. She might take it kinder to see the people that saved her. Would
you mind?” the sheriff motioned to Clark.
“Oh. Um, no,” he answered.
approached the ambulance. The girl was sitting in the back, her skin cleaned
up a bit, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She sat staring at the charred
remains of the helicopter. The police had taken the bodies right away, but Clark
could see in her eyes that she could still see them.
Clark said softly.
turned toward him, and then he saw her features clearly for the first time. A
chord of familiarity struck his heart, but he could not place her face. She looked
to be nearly Clark’s age. Her hair
was brown, he guessed. Under the soot and dirt it seemed the most likely choice. Her eyes were grey, yet seemed to change color with the light. She was pretty, though Clark thought he never would see someone
as beautiful as Lana.
Clark,” he said, sitting down next to her.
a moment’s hesitation, she said softly, “Kara Danvers.”
Clark echoed. He remembered the Kara
that Jor’El had sent to lure him home. This was definitely
not the same person. The first Kara had blonde
hair and delicate, light features. This girl’s hair was naturally brown,
and her complexion was much darker. “Where are you from?”
did not answer for so long Clark was afraid she had not heard him, but then she managed,
“I . . . my parents . . . they died. I couldn’t save them.” Her eyes filled with tears again, and Clark
put an arm around her comfortingly.
all right,” he said. He didn’t know what else to say.
he rejoined his parents and the sheriff.
name is Kara Danvers,” he told them. “She said she was adopted and she doesn’t have any family besides her
parents. There aren’t any relatives we can notify.”
she know how the accident was caused?” the sheriff questioned.
shrugged. “She didn’t really want to talk about it, but she said
their gas tank caught on fire. Her parents pushed her out when they knew they
were going down. She thinks that the blast didn’t catch her because she
fell into a depression in the field. It blew right over her, just like you were
see,” the sheriff said, jotting a few notes down in her notebook. “I’ll
see if I can talk to her more at the hospital.”
don’t want to go to the hospital,” a soft voice said.
sheriff spun around, startled. Kara was standing
directly behind her. Clark noted the
girl was taller than he had thought. The sheriff had to look up at her.
you need to go to the hospital,” the sheriff argued. “What you went
through . . .” She paused, unsure of what to say.
have no injuries,” Kara replied quietly. “I
would rather not stay in the hospital.”
nowhere else for you to stay,” the sheriff said, but she was cut off by Jonathan.
can stay with us,” he said firmly.
wouldn’t want to make you feel—” Kara began, but Jonathan
shook his head.
he said. “It’s the least we can do.”
fire trucks began to pull away as the cleanup crew arrived. The ambulance team
checked Kara over one more time for injuries, shaking their heads as they pulled away.
whole scene was strangely calm. Kara held herself
well as she watched the police pull away with the bodies of her parents and the pilot in the back of a van. Martha took her by the hand and led her to the house. Clark could not help but think that every move Kara
made was extremely careful, as if everything around her was fragile. She seemed
to hold herself regally, calm now that the initial crisis was over.
Clark and his father watched Martha and Kara
disappear inside the house, a silver Ferrari pulled up, and a tall, young, distinguished, bald headed man stepped out, rushing
over to them.
heard what happened,” the man said to Clark and Jonathan. “I came to see if everything was all right.”
frowned, holding his emotions in check at the sight of the young man. “There’s
nothing you can do, Lex,” he said.
looked at Lex coldly, but remained cordial and explained, “A helicopter crashed into our field. The fuel tank exploded. There were four people inside, Lex.”
shook his head, a look of sorrow on his face. “Were there any survivors?”
nodded. “One. Her name is
My mom is taking care of her right now. She didn’t appear to have
any injuries, so she’s staying with us for now.”
Danvers? Daughter of John
and Linda Danvers?” Lex stated incredulously.
heard of her?” Jonathan asked suspiciously.
parents are archaeological explorers. I tried to get them to work for me at one
time. They don’t usually work for other people though. They’re loners and hard to work with. I heard a rumor
that both of her parents were adopted by their parents, so they don’t have any known blood relatives. They adopted Kara from an orphanage near here, probably around the same
time that you were adopted, Clark. I
heard they were coming back to Smallville, but . . .” Lex looked at the
remains of the helicopter and shook his head. “I had no idea. The sheriff should look into this one. The Danvers’
had enemies. Be careful.”
for the info, Lex,” Jonathan said. “We’ll
keep what you said in mind.”
nodded. “If you need anything, let me know.”
young man took one more look at the twisted wreckage that a few police were still mulling over, then swung back to his car
and sped out of the field.
looked at Clark, then clapped the young man on the shoulder. “Let’s go inside, son,” he said quietly.
* * *
was almost a week before Kara could talk openly to the Kent’s. She never seemed to speak more than five words at once, and the doctors had said that
she might remain in a state of shock for some time.
sunny morning, Lana came, wanting to meet Kara.
showed her in. “Kara, this is Lana
Lang. We know each other from school. Lana, this is Kara
was sitting on the couch, reading. Clark
had often wondered at how much the girl read. She had gone through nearly all
the books in the Kent farmhouse
in less than a week, plus Martha had brought her several stacks of books from the town library.
her hand to shake Lana’s, Kara smoothly stood and said,
“I am pleased to meet you, Lana.”
really sorry to hear about your parents,” Lana apologized. “I lost mine in a meteor shower that hit Smallville when I was a little girl.”
okay,” Kara smiled. “The Kent’s
have been very good to me. I couldn’t have asked for better people to be
there for someone.”
on a brighter note, I’m here to invite you to come shopping with me,” Lana smiled. “Mrs. Kent
said that you came with only the clothes on your back, and it sounds like you need some new ones.”
smiled. “I would love to come!”
didn’t see any of the girls for the rest of the afternoon, opting to stay home and get some work done at the farm rather
than do the thing that most boys dreaded: shop.
and Lois, apparently, joined in on the shopping, and the girls dropped Kara
off late that evening. The look on Kara’s
face was one that the Kent’s
had never seen before. She was nearly glowing with happiness at meeting new friends. Lana and Chloe had successfully taken her mind off
the events that had shattered her life only a week before.
summer passed by quickly. Kara turned out to be
a hard worker, and lent her hand to almost everything she could around the farm, hauling bales with nearly as little effort
as Clark himself. Clark
was amazed at her strength and stamina, and when he asked her about it, she shrugged, saying, “I used to do a lot of
Lex wanted to meet her, and one day, he asked Clark to drop by with Kara. Clark was a little wary, but Kara
wanted to see Lex’s house, claiming that she had never seen a real mansion before.
glad you came,” Lex smiled, shaking Kara’s hand.
you for inviting us,” Kara responded.
house is yours.” Lex gestured to the expanse around them. “You’re welcome whenever you want to come.”
smiled, but Clark couldn’t help but notice a shadow cross over her eyes. It passed so quickly he was not sure that it had actually been there.
took them on a grand tour of the house, and when they reached his office, Kara noticed the
piano in the corner.
this yours?” she asked, walking up to the instrument.
in this house is mine,” Lex said.
you don’t play?”
sat down on the bench and opened the lid to reveal the black and white keys underneath.
you play?” Lex asked.
hesitated before answering softly, “I used to. It seems like a lifetime
ago now.” Sighing heavily, she closed her eyes and touched the keys.
lilting, melancholy melody lifted from the strings of the piano, and Lex and Clark
stood enraptured, side by side, as Kara played.
she finished, Lex shook his head in awe. “Wow. Where did you learn to play like that?”
paused, her gaze far away, then answered, “My mother taught me.”
was a slight awkward pause, then she said quickly, “Can I come and play later?”
smiled. “Of course you may come and play.
I would love to hear you make more music. You can come anytime you want.”
Kent’s tried to warn
Kara against the Luthor’s, but she told them her parents had dealt with them before. She said that she knew enough about them to know when to keep her distance.
in all, however, the summer was ending quickly.
trouble started when a reporter came into town, researching the meteor shower that had hit Smallville over a decade ago. Somehow, he obtained large amounts of the meteor rock and sent it to a small research
facility led by Lionel Luthor, fresh out
of jail. A discovery that the meteor rocks were charged with a radiation unlike
anything ever conceived of on Earth led to the researcher stealing the meteor rocks and leaving town with the plans of a new
weapon in his pocket.
event ended when no trace of the researcher or the meteor rocks could be found . . . at least, everyone thought it ended.
* * *
had been a long day working on the farm. Since Kara
had come, Clark was unable to use any of his abilities for fear of her discovering
them. So far, everything had been going well, and whenever she was not in sight,
he would speed up his work or use his strength to solve a problem that would have taken much longer to finish. She had no clue as to what he was capable of, and he and his parents wanted to keep it that way. Granted, she was rapidly becoming a good friend, but there was still a lot they did not know about her,
and trust only extended so far.
wanted Clark to check up on some cows who had been wandering farther into the field than normal, and so Clark
headed out for the fields, cutting through thick grass and following the cow’s trail.
Most likely, they were calving. He would need to know which ones were
new mothers and which ones had previously had calves.
around, he noticed he was well out of sight of the barn, house, and all other signs of life, so he put on his super speed,
racing through the tall grass and leaving only a wind in his place.
he felt as though he had been slammed into a wall. His legs futilely pushed through
thick air, and a familiar pain hit his body like poison.
Kryptonite! was his last desperate thought before toppling over, sprawling painfully
on the ground. Through glazed vision, he saw all around him glowing green rocks,
sprinkled in the grass like alien flowers. They spread around him as far as he
could see. He tried to claw away from them, moving painfully, then finally collapsed
from pain and exhaustion.
could remain coherent for a long time when in the presence of kryptonite, but the time would begin to take its toll. It was a long, agonizing hour before he finally passed out, unable to pull himself
away from its deadly rays.
* * *
was a soft voice, clear and beautiful.
opened his eyes to see a girl kneeling above him. It appeared as though the sun
itself was blazing from her flashing blue-green eyes. The rays caught her long
blonde hair as it tossed in an unfelt wind. She was beautiful, and he didn’t
know who she was.
girl appeared to be saying something to him, but the pain was so great he had lost all sense but his sight, which even now
made the girl’s form hazy.
he felt that something was different. Strength returned to his limbs, and he
realized he had closed his eyes. He opened them to find himself lying on his
back, staring up into a blue sky. The sun was just beginning to set. The girl was gone.
lay still for a moment, trying to remember what had happened. He had run into
kryptonite in the field somewhere, but how had he gotten here? Looking around,
he realized he was still in the same field, yet quite a distance away from where he had collapsed. Grass waved gently around him, and he could hear the lowing of cows in the distance.
he pulled himself to his feet. Wary of his discovery, he turned back towards
the house, wondering at the girl he had seen. Who was she? Had she rescued him? He highly doubted any ordinary girl could
have dragged him the distance that he had been moved. Who was she? How did she know his name? He tried to remember her features,
but it could nearly have been a dream. In his mind’s eye, her face was
hazy and out of focus. He could not see her face in detail, but he could tell
she was blonde, blue eyed, and beautiful. No one on Earth could compare to that
beauty, not even—and Clark felt slightly guilty as he thought it—Lana
was as beautiful as this girl.
saw his mother, followed by Kara, running towards him from the house.
have you been?” Martha asked. “I’ve
been looking for you for the past hour. I though you were just going to check
on the cows.”
Clark glanced towards Kara and responded, “I’m
fine, mom. Just lost track of time.”
gave her son a worried look, then said, “All right. Supper’s on the
told his parents what had happened that night after Kara had gone to her room, not quite sure
how to explain his rescue.
you think this girl rescued you?” Jonathan asked incredulously.
shook his head. “I don’t know.
I’m pretty sure she did, but I . . . it’s hard to get a clear picture.”
go out and have a look,” Jonathan said.
stayed slightly behind his father as they took the long trek out into the field. It
only took a short time before Clark began to feel the effects of the kryptonite. He stopped short.
somewhere around here,” he said.
left Clark behind and took a few more steps forward, parting the grass in front of
him to reveal the scattered kryptonite. Clark
shifted uncomfortably in the background, then called out, “Well?”
gather it up,” Jonathan stated. “There’s
a lot of it. Go on back to the house.”
in all, they figured out it was the kryptonite the researcher had stolen by the amount: exactly fifty pounds. The researcher was nowhere to be found on the Kent’s
property, but Jonathan advised Clark not to let Kara
know of their discovery. “It wouldn’t do to have her worried and
asking questions,” Jonathan had figured as they sat around the kitchen table late that
think if that girl hadn’t come when she did,” Martha had said. “We wouldn’t have known where exactly you were. It
. . . it might have been too late by the time we found you.”
the Kent family, unobserved
on the stairs, Kara stood watching, her face solemn.
As quietly as she had come, invisible to the Kent’s,
she retreated upstairs.
* * *
true identity as Kara Zor-El was never revealed
to Clark in the short time she was with the Kent
family. He found out much later, that she was, in fact, his cousin, and that
they were the only two survivors of their doomed planet. She, unlike him, had
to mask her appearance, and he never realized that the first time he saw her in her true form was when she rescued him from
the kryptonite’s poison. She also, unlike him, was impervious to the poison
of the kryptonite, not having been present when the planet Krypton exploded.
Zor-El and Kal-El would inevitably meet later in life.
For now, however, they had their own, separate destinies to fulfill.