The Last Adopted Daughter of Krypton

Chapter 4

“You’re... You’re an alien?!” Lois spoke, shocked. She freed herself after he eased his grip of her arms.

“I prefer intergalactic traveler,” he said, smiling shyly. Her expression was making him feel unease, though.

Lois was breathing heavily, her mind with thousands of thoughts. She looked at him, from the head to the feet. She then laughed. “You’re just kidding. Really funny, Smallville.”

She looked at his face not following her laugh. “You’re kidding, right?” He lowered his head and shook it, looking at her with sad eyes next. Her heart was beating really fast. “Oh, my God! I need to sit.”

After Lois sat on the couch, Clark followed her and did the same. “I’m sorry,” he said. “Telling you the truth about me in a situation such as this.”

“I didn’t expect that. I’m feeling like I’m going crazy.” Lois took a deep breath. “What’s happening to me? Am I an alien like you? How?”

Clark gulped. “I don’t know exactly. But I need you to listen to me, okay?”

“It’s not like I have much of a choice, have I? Go on.”

“My birth name is Kal-El. I’m from a planet called Krypton, my real parents, Jor-El and Lara, sent me to Earth before the planet exploded.”

“Your home planet exploded? Wow.” She looked at him with an apologetic look. “Is that too late to say I’m sorry?”

“It’s okay, I was actually an infant when it happened.”

She put her hand over his. “Still, you must probably feel lonely being the only survivor.”

He nodded. “After my spaceship launched into space, it took me around two or three years to reach Earth. Jonathan and Martha found me on a field the day the meteor shower happened. Years later I found out it was actually fragments from my planet.”

“Martha and Jonathan then decided to raise me, even after I started developing powers. They loved me like I was their biological son, they teached me how to control my powers, they were my strength when I felt weak.”

Lois gave him a warm smile. “I always thought they were amazing. But this… This makes me admire them even more.”

Clark placed his hand over Lois’s, his face turned serious. “My mother loves you, Lois. She didn’t know the consequences, all she cared about was to save you.”

“What are you saying?”

“The palace of ice you talked about at the hospital wasn’t an hallucination. It was my Fortress of Solitude, a legacy from my home planet. My father, the A.I. version of him, resides there to guide me in a journey I’m not exactly what it’s about.”

“Lois, you didn’t just had hypothermia. When the LuthorCorp jet went down, a metal perforated your stomach, you were on the verge of dying. My mother asked Jor-El to save you, but something happened and changed you.”

Lois put a hand over her stomach, trying to remember that pain, in vain. She looked at him, worried. “What happened?”

“I don’t know. I went to talk to Jor-El, but… He’s gone since the Dark Thursday.”

She opened her eyes in realization. “Oh, my God! The dreams I’ve been having, they’re not dreams at all. It really happened. Martha talking to Jor-El, about saving the world from Zod. It was about you, wasn’t it?”

“Do you remember what happened?” Clark asked, surprised.

“Mostly the voices. What happened exactly on the Dark Thursday, Clark?”

“Zod, the man responsible for the destruction of Krypton, escaped the prison where he was being held –“

“So you’re not the only survivor of Krypton?”

“The other survivors are all criminals that were banished from the planet before it exploded. There was this girl Raya, though. She was an assistant of my father, who was the greatest scientist of Krypton. He sent her there, the Phantom Zone, to give her a chance to survive from Krypton’s destruction. She was a good person –“


“She died trying to send me back to Earth.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s the sin of my heritage.” Lois opened her mouth to say something, but closed it again. “Anyway, Brainiac, the artificial intelligence created by my father and corrupted by Zod, managed to release him. Zod took over Lex’s body and started his plan to destroy Earth and repopulate it with kryptonians. I was supposed to kill Lex, but I couldn’t.”

“Of course you wouldn’t. You’re too good to do something like that.” She blushed at the warm smile he was giving to her. “I mean, everyone knows that.”

Clark continued. “I tried to find another way to end this by destroying Brainiac, but I ended up helping him freeing Zod and then I was sent to the Phantom Zone. Meanwhile, Brainiac planned to hurt me even more by killing you both, but at least I saved you two when I destroyed Brainiac and all his copies. Jor-El then made sure you two didn’t die on the plane crash.”

“When I escaped the Phantom Zone, I defeated Zod with Raya’s help, sending him back to there and freeing Lex.”

“You saved the day and took zero credit for it. It’s amazing.”

“It was still my fault, Lois. If I wasn’t here, they wouldn’t attack Earth.”

“Well, screw that. People are evil because they are evil. You all have those powers, but while they want to conquer, you want a better world, isn’t that right?”

He nodded. “That means you’re not angry at me or my mother for what’s happening to you?”

Lois got up and started pacing. “I don’t know how to feel about it. The powers I have now, I mean. But your mother saved me, it’s impossible to be mad at her.”

Clark looked at her, worry in his eyes. “What about me? And I don’t mean just about my heritage affecting you. Are you okay with me being from a different planet? Are you mad at me for not telling the truth sooner?”

Lois hesitated. “I think you’re a wonderful person, Clark. You’re the most selfless person I know, and the fact you’re an alien –“

“Interga –“

“Intergalactic traveler won’t change that. But it’s so many revelations running through my head, I can’t quite process it all.”

“I get it.” Clark bite his lip. “Just, please, let me help you. Be there for you. What’s happening to you, it is my –“

“It’s not your fault.”

“Then at least let me help you as a superpowered fellow. It’ll make you feel better.” Clark got up and approached her. “Look, I know you’re a strong-willed person, but I also know how much those powers can isolate even the most confident person. When I was growing up, the thing I wished the most was someone who could relate to me, who could help me get through this. My parents were great, I guarantee you, but they couldn’t understand my fear of hurting anyone who approached me or my nightmares that someday they would realized how dangerous I was and would abandon me.”

Silence took over the room, they kept looking at each other, both their eyes showing pain. Lois broke the eye contact and then cleared her throat. “So, what powers comes with this set?”

Clark took a step back and put his hands in his pockets, clearing his throat next. “Super strength, super speed, heat vision, invulnerability, x-ray vision, super hearing, and artic breath. I can also heal, read and make calculations really fast, and take super leaps. Kryptonians also have the ability of flight. Our power comes from the sun –“

“Wait a minute, can I fly?”

“I don’t know. I… I didn’t develop this power yet.”

“Shame. I could use some of it.” She paused. “Who else knows about you? Chloe knows?”

He nodded. “She found out last year. Lionel and my friend Pete also know.”

“Lionel? Why? How?”

“Jor-El used Lionel as a vessel. I can’t say I completely trust him, but he’s on our side, Lois.”

“If you say so.” She sat on the couch again, crossing her legs. “You and Lana, you two have been in this on and off thing for so long and you haven’t told her yet?”

“It’s complicated.”

“Sounds pretty easy to understand to me. You didn’t tell her because you’re afraid she’ll reject you. In the process, you lost her to Lex.”

“Her parents died in the meteor shower. Because of me.”

Lois crossed her arms. “Again with this? You can’t control what happens around you. You were a child sent here by your biological parents, you didn’t know what was happening around you. If she loves you, she’ll understand that.”

“I told her once, you know what happened? She died.”

She frowned. “When did this happen?”

Clark avoided to look at her. “The day my father died.”

“What? You’re not making any sense, and it says a lot in a night like this.”

Clark sighed. “Forget it.”

Lois saw the pain in his eyes and decided to let it go. “It’s late, you should go.”

He looked at her. “Lois…”

“I just need some time to clear my head, decide what I’m going to do. I’ll call you.”

“Okay,” Clark said, heading to the door.

“Clark, I’d appreciate if you don’t tell Chloe about me. I prefer to tell her on my own terms.”

He nodded and opened the door. “Good night.”


Clark then left.

Lois released the breath she was holding. She sat on the floor of the living and crossed her arms for self-comfort. She looked up at the ceiling and sighed. What was she going to do?


Clark got home. Martha was sitting on the couch waiting for him. She got up when she saw him coming. “How did it go?” She asked.

“Better than I expected. She just need some time alone now.”

“Is she mad at me?”

“No. I don’t think there’s anything in this world that would make her turn against you,” Clark smiled at her.

Martha smiled, relieved. “I’m glad.” She studied him. “How did she take the fact that you’re not from this world.”

“She didn’t freak out, and that’s it. She had a lot of things going on her head to this fact really sink in.”

“She’ll come around.”

“I hope so.” He leaned in to kiss her cheek. “I’m going to bed. Good night.”

“Good night, sweetie.”

Clark climbed the stairs as his mother watched him. Martha was worried about Lois, she wanted to call and comfort her, but she knew Lois needed to figure things out by herself now.


Two days had passed since Clark revealed his origins to Lois. She hadn’t make any calls to them yet, but Chloe had told Clark that she hadn’t leave the apartment the entire time. Lois hadn’t told her cousin yet about what was happening to her, but the blonde was starting to wonder about the strange way she was acting lately. Clark tried to cover for Lois, telling Chloe that her cousin was just worried about a big meeting Martha was about to have in a few weeks.

After spending the morning working around the farm, Clark entered the house. His mother was working on a few papers. “Any call from Lois?” He asked as he grabbed a bottle of water on the frigde.

“No. I’m getting worried, Clark. What if she decides to leave town without telling us?”

“Me too. But we have to trust that she’ll understand that she needs help.”

“Did you warn her about about the danger of those powers, that it weakened your father’s heart?”

“I was going to, but… But I didn’t have the courage to tell her the whole story.”


“I know. I won’t hesitate next time.”

There was a knock on the door, Martha answered it. When she opened the door, there was Lois, visibly uncomfortable. “Hi, Mrs. K.”

“Lois!” Martha smiled at her. Clark looked at the newcomer and smiled, too.

“Uh, can I come in?”

Martha frowned at her shyness but didn’t say anything. “Of course.”

“Hi,” she greeted Clark.


Lois looked at Martha again. “Look, Mrs. K, I just want you to know that I’m grateful for everything you’ve done for me. The fact you cares that much about me matters more than any consequences I may suffer. And I don’t blame you, ever.”

Tears started to appear on Martha’s eyes. “Oh, Lois.” She then hugged her.

After pulling away, Lois looked at Clark again, breathing heavily. Clark was doing the same. Martha realized the tension in the room. “I’ll leave you two alone.”

“No, Mrs. K, you can stay,” Lois said.

“Don’t worry, honey. I’ll be upstairs if you need me.”

Lois nodded. She watched as Martha climbed the stairs.

Clark took a deep breath. “How are you feeling?”

“Fine. Spending an entire day alone helps to clear anyone’s mind.”

“Good, I was getting worried.”

“I tried to get drunk, to forget it all. I drank all kinds of drinks with alcohol. Nothing, it didn’t affect me the least. It’s gonna be like this from now on, isn’t it?”

He nodded. “So… Do you… Are we good? Are you okay with me, knowing who I really am?”

Lois chuckled. “What, a farm boy with poor sense of fashion? You may not told me about your origins, but you never hid from me who you really are. You are a good guy and a good friend. Well, sometimes. My point is you’re still Smallville to me… Kal-El.” She started to laugh. “I’m sorry, this name is really weird.”

Clark grinned at her good mood.

“What I have to come to terms with is the fact I’m different now. I don’t know for how long, I don’t know if it’s permanent, all I know is that I have to accept it for now. And I need help from someone who understands this. Will you help me, Smallville?” She extended her hand, she was trembling a little.

He took it and smiled at her. “You can count on me, Lois.”

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