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Title: Scion, 6/8
Author: htbthomas
Fandom: Smallville/Superman Returns/Legion of Superheroes crossover. Mostly set in the Smallville universe, with a few comics/toonverse touches.
Rating: PG
Word Count: Part 6: 2,112 words
Betas: van_el, mark_clark
Summary: Chloe, Clark and Lois encounter a strange visitor… from another dimension.

Author’s Note: I couldn’t come up with a better way to differentiate between the Clarks than “Younger Clark” / “Older Clark”. Forgive?

Previously: Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5

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Older Clark pushed his glasses up his nose and huffed in surprise. “Uh… no. Jor-El certainly never mentioned anything like this. But then—” He stopped to look over at his son, Jason. “Jor-El has been known to be wrong on occasion…” He reached over to ruffle Jason’s hair.

“On occasion?” Lois scoffed, raising an eyebrow.

Older Clark shrugged. Younger Clark glanced between the two older reporters. “I know he’s my… our… father, but he’s been nothing but trouble for me,” he offered.

Lois gestured to him with an expression of triumph. “See? What have I been saying for years?”

Older Clark shook his head, as if this were an argument they’d had a million times. “Anyway, what exactly is going on? Where are you from?” He looked down his glasses at Younger Clark. “And how can you be me?”

“If you’ll permit me,” Querl answered for everyone, a touch of pride in his voice. “I can answer all of your questions. Is there a place where we can confer – privately?”

A few minutes later, they were all in the conference room. Even though they were enclosed with glass on three sides, no one so much as bothered them. Older Clark listened intensely to the explanation of what had happened, and why they were here, asking a few questions about dimensions and time travel along the way. Lois asked several pointed questions herself, neither one willing to trust the information at face value.

Strangely enough, Younger Clark felt relieved. He was still not sure whether Querl and Imra could be trusted or whether this was some sort of elaborate set-up.

So he simply sat back and watched, answering questions when asked, but otherwise staying out of the conversation. Lois and Clark were particularly fascinating to watch. He spoke with such authority, yet was incredibly self-effacing as well. She was full of fire, quick with the hard-hitting questions, and completely protective of Jason. And though the situation was extremely serious, the two of them kept up an affectionate banter to break the tension.

During the course of the discussion, it became clear that Lois and Clark were a team – in reporting, in parenting, and in marriage. Lois supported him in his superhero duties – not just standing on the sidelines, but doing her best as a reporter to help him without attracting attention.

When he imagined himself and his own Lois in these roles, he felt a strange sort of disconnect. Was this really what the future had in store for them?

“Another version of me really went with you to the future?” Older Clark asked in amazement, leaning forward on his elbows.

“You can just stop those gears turning right now,” Lois chided, annoyed. “I lost you for five whole years, and that was bad enough. There’s no way you’re going a thousand years into the future.”

Older Clark teased her, “But if time isn’t a fac—”

“I’m afraid time is a factor now.” Querl brought up a holographic display above his arm. “If you look at the timeline plotted here on this chart, you can see a comparison of the calculations before…” He pointed to a set of lines on the screen. “…and after… we returned Jason to this dimension.” The two sets coalesced into one. “Though the timestream seems more stable to a point, it seems to unravel right here without intervention.” He pointed to a place where the lines suddenly shot off the edges of the chart. “And the fluctuations are so severe that I can’t precisely pinpoint when it will happen.”

Younger Clark sat up from the armchair in alarm, breaking his role as observer. “I thought you said that bringing both of us back would fix that?”

“I said, ‘without intervention.’ Based on your answers,” Querl nodded at Older Clark. “I believe I have determined a plan.”

“Just now?” Lois asked, disbelieving.

“My processors allow me to run several routines simultaneously…”

“Modesty is not part of Querl’s programming,” Imra added, winking at Lois.

Lois gave a short laugh.

“Mordru is an extremely powerful sorcerer, but he has a few weaknesses,” Querl continued, ignoring the ladies’ exchange. “An airless container will render him powerless.”

“But if he’s so powerful, how can we possibly trap him?” Younger Clark asked.

Querl smiled slowly, a very human-like expression on his alien face, and looked him directly in the eyes. “This is why we brought you along.”

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“You want me to what?!” Younger Clark peered over the edge of the Daily Planet’s roof, a feeling of vertigo washing over him.

Lois and Jason were with Imra, who was preparing the container. She hoped to hide it from Mordru until it was too late. But in order to ensnare the sorcerer, the two Clarks would need to work together to trap him in his prison at super-speed.

But no one had ever mentioned this part of the plan… until now. Knowing that Querl and Older Clark were standing behind him made it worse. Especially with his doppelganger dressed in his primary-colored spandex.

“To fly at super-speed,” Querl repeated.

“Um…” Clark turned around and looked down at his feet. “That’s not going to be possible.”

Querl and Superman waited curiously.

“I can’t fly,” he answered quietly.

Querl looked troubled and began to tap again on his arm input. “I seem to have conflicting information about that…”

“You really don’t fly?” Superman asked. “How old are you? About...”

“Twenty-one,” Clark answered with a frown.

“Hmm. I was about fifteen…” He quickly added, “But the first time was completely by accident.” He smiled, remembering. “It was more like ‘didn’t hit the ground.’ I fell through the top of the barn. Controlled flight came a bit later.”

“Well, I have flown before, but I can’t remember how…” He broke off, embarrassed. He suddenly wished he’d listened to Kara when she tried to teach him. “It’s complicated.”

Querl reached into his belt and drew something out of it. “Here. Use this.” In the center of his upturned palm was a golden ring with the Legion emblem.

Clark regarded the ring warily. “What does it do?”

“This.” Querl lifted his hand to show his matching ring, and he began to rise into the air, slowing to hover about four feet in the air. “It’s a ‘flight ring.’ One of my inventions.” He floated back downward and placed the ring between his fingers to hold out toward Clark. “Please. Give it a try.”

A ring? To fly? “All right…” Taking the ring carefully, he slid it onto the index finger of his right hand. “Now what?”

Querl lifted his hands, fingertips pointing toward the sky. “Simply… fly.”

Clark lifted his hands in a similar manner, feeling absolutely ridiculous. Nothing happened. “Still not flying.”

“Try imagining your feet lifting from the ground,” Superman suggested.

Clark sighed, closing his eyes. He tried to visualize floating from the ground, lifting into the air. He opened his eyes… and stumbled a few inches back to the concrete of the roof.

“You were doing it!” Superman encouraged.

“Barely,” Clark added with a wry grimace.

“Try again. This time with your eyes open.”

Clark lifted his arms again, and tried to will himself upward. He could feel a slight tug, but otherwise he remained frustratingly non-airborne.

“I usually just use one fist, pointed in the direction I want to go.” Superman demonstrated, lifting into the air.

Clark shrugged, and tried to imitate his older self, pointing his right fist toward the sky. He noticed the spire of a neighboring building. Maybe if I aim for that…

All of a sudden, he was rising into the air. “Whoa!” he shouted in startlement, and he began to careen toward the left…

“Watch out!” Superman called out.

But it was too late. With a clang that echoed into the late afternoon air he slammed… right into the side of the Planet globe. Romania would never be the same.

But somehow he ricocheted upward, barely missing one of the pillars before finding himself in the open air between buildings… the street fifty stories below. His stomach dropped out.

But he felt a steadying hand on his arm, and saw Querl flying beside him.

“Where’s…?”

“Welding the base of the globe, he will join us soon.” Querl started to fly faster, moving ahead of Clark. “Your form is good, now we need to increase your speed.”

Superman settled in beside Clark. “It’s a lot like super-speed running. You—” He paused for a moment. “You can do that, right?”

“Yes,” Clark answered tightly, trying to keep all his concentration on staying airborne.

“Then, just… go!” Superman shot forward in a blur of color, knocking Clark back in his wake.

“Showoff,” Clark murmured. Then he realized that he was simply floating steadily in the air, not falling, not wavering. “Huh.”

Clark placed his fist out in front again, not willing to be left behind. Think fast thoughts. Think fast thoughts, he chanted in his mind like a mantra. He began to move again, and it felt as if he were getting faster… the wind plastered his hair back from his face, and the clouds of the upper atmosphere seemed to be getting closer and closer…

Clark punched through a cumulus cloud, whooping in triumph. But he didn’t stop. This was fun!

Superman was suddenly beside him again, flanking him on the right. He smiled in approval. Clark didn’t quite know how to take that. He felt proud, but yet also condescended to at the same time.

“I think I’m getting the hang of this.” Clark put on a little more speed.

“Do you want to see how fast you can go?” Superman asked. “See if you can keep up.” With that, Superman shot forward.

Why that… Clark pressed his lips together, and tried to go as fast as possible. The blue and red ahead of him seemed like a tiny speck that wasn’t really getting any larger.

Is he trying to lose me or something? I thought we were working together!

He could feel a flare of anger in his belly, and a determination not to be beaten. The clouds blurred into a white smear below him.

Power coursed through him as he shot across the sky – and opened a doorway in his mind.

He remembered.

Remembered what it was like to launch into the clouds like a rocket, to zip across time zones, to race an airplane. He felt as if he could circle the globe in an instant.

Or simply… catch himself.

A moment later, he was a hand’s grasp away from Superman’s boot. His older self turned to look at him with a surprised smile. He opened his mouth—

“CLAAARK!!”

The shout pierced both of their eardrums. Clark flinched, his flight halted.

But Superman simply whispered, “Lois…” before swiftly diving earthward.

Clark made to follow him, his heart clenching in fear, but Querl was suddenly in his face.

“No! We cannot just rush in – what if it is a trap? Imra! Can you read me?” A holographic image of Imra appeared above Querl’s flight ring. “What’s going on?”

Her voice, distant and tinny, accompanied her faint image. “It’s Mordru! You’ve got to come as quickly as you can. He’s not after Jason! It’s Cl—” Her transmission was cut off.

“What happened!”

“He must have taken her ring – I hope it was not also her life…” He turned and began to fly upward rapidly. “We must put our portion of the plan into action. We must trust that, between Superman and Imra, they can keep him occupied long enough.”

Clark followed, pulse racing. Although he had not known them long, he could not imagine losing any of them. He tuned his super-hearing on Imra far below – it was probably the only way to determine what kind of danger they were in…

“Mordru – leave now!” Imra was commanding. “Your presence here is a danger to everyone in this timeline – including yourself!”

A deep, sinister sounding voice answered her. “I think you overstate the danger… at least to myself…” Mordru chuckled. “I am immortal, and invincible, even from a metahuman such as you. And hiding will not help you – I will easily find you with the proper spell.”

A quieter voice, sounding almost like a whispered prayer, faintly came next, “Saturn Girl, can he really find us?”

‘Saturn Girl’? Clark had never thought to ask if they used superhero codenames. Obviously, Jason had.

“He may…” she whispered back to him. “But don’t worry. Your dad, Clark and Brainiac 5’s plan is a good one.”

Clark’s flight upward shuddered to a stop.

'Brainiac 5'? I’m working with a…

…BrainIAC?!


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Next: Part 7

Comments

( 28 comments — Leave a comment )
professorjulia
Jun. 20th, 2008 11:18 pm (UTC)
*flails*

Dare I be surprised by a terrible horrible no-good very bad cliffhanger from you? Dare I? Yes! I dare! I am surprised! LOL
htbthomas
Jun. 20th, 2008 11:20 pm (UTC)
*unrepentant*

;)

The rest was fun, though, I dare hope? :)
januaried
Jun. 20th, 2008 11:39 pm (UTC)
Eeeeee!! I love this chapter! *glee*

Clark feeling proud and condescended to! Learning how to fly after that godawful episode! Poor Romania! *snorfle* And the end, omg. SV!Clark does NOT like Brainiac.

Can't wait to see how this is going to turn out! I'm so glad it's getting longer ;)
htbthomas
Jun. 21st, 2008 12:00 am (UTC)
Van asked me why Eastern Europe always gets the damage in these superhero stories... lol. I swear I just searched for random Google map links. :D

The flying scene was so much fun to write. Glad you liked it!

No, he does NOT. There's a reason Querl never used that name in front of him. :O

More in about a week!
penumbra
Jun. 20th, 2008 11:55 pm (UTC)
Awesome, awesome chapter.

re: flight, that whole scene felt like Clark was a baby surrounded by parents encouraging him to take his first steps. It's a shame SV!Lois wasn't there to point and laugh. Hilarious.

Edited at 2008-06-20 11:56 pm (UTC)
htbthomas
Jun. 21st, 2008 12:02 am (UTC)
Hee! Exactly! Clark has sort of been the reluctant toddler when it comes to flying, though. Had to poke fun.

Yes, I wish Lois had been along, but Querl did have his reasons not to bring her. :)

Thanks for the review!
laramoon
Jun. 21st, 2008 01:24 am (UTC)
*yay* I'm so glad you posted! :) And I'm still loving this story so very much! :)

[...]right into the side of the Planet globe. Romania would never be the same.

I really LOL'ed at that. Wasn't expecting anything of the sort, which is probably why I laughed so much in the first place. ;)

Think fast thoughts. Think fast thoughts, he chanted in his mind like a mantra.

Bwahahaha! That totally cracked me up! :)

And heeee! on the evil cliffie! I was hoping that this would come up at one point or another - and it makes for a really great cliffhanger. :D

Looking forward to the next part. Dare I hope for it to be posted before I make the return trip from Alaska (Sunday, the 29th) -- that'd be a very cool thing to read while I'm traveling back... it's a 12-hour trip, without even factoring in the timezones. (ewww!)
htbthomas
Jun. 21st, 2008 01:33 am (UTC)
Hee hee. I was hoping I didn't telegraph the globe accident... :D

I figured the LoSH-aware (it's my codeword for the difference in reviews) would be seeing that coming. Brainiacs and Clarks don't get along in most realities, do they? Even LoSH Brainiac 5 kept his heritage secret from his Clark for quite a while.

I'll probably have the next part next weekend, but no idea which day. So possibly!
babettew54
Jun. 21st, 2008 02:35 am (UTC)
Oh, my goodness! *facepalm* When I realized they wanted Clark to fly, I was like, noooo, he can't fly!! *LOL* Loved that image; that was great! Of course, he'd get the hang of it! I thought Superman and Clark reads better than younger/older Clark. Do you think so?

Anyhow, we have a cliffie... no, not Brainiac!! Clark is not happy about seeing any version of that machine.

I really liked this one. Thanks, Barb!:D

htbthomas
Jun. 21st, 2008 02:44 am (UTC)
Superman/Clark definitely worked better in the second half, but I just couldn't get anything going in the first part... :D

I think if Clark just taps into that other side of himself, he'd be flying in no time!

Querl is a descendant of the original Brainiac, in fact, in canon, he's kept that from his own Clark, until forced to reveal it. I had to use it! :)
seacrystal
Jun. 21st, 2008 04:30 am (UTC)
Clark and his clumsy first flying just fills me with delight here! :D Now that you've mentioned Kara, where is she in this story?


'Brainiac 5'? I’m working with a…

…BrainIAC?!


*snort* All hell will break loose.
htbthomas
Jun. 21st, 2008 12:01 pm (UTC)
The flying was so much fun to plan, I tell ya. :)

Kara is still in limbo -- although I can't say that this is strict post-season 7. For the purposes of this story, Chloe is back at the Planet, Lex is gone and Kara is trapped in the Phantom Zone. Since I have no idea what they're planning for next year, I left it purposely vague.

And Brainiac? Never a good thing to keep this from Clark. Oops.
becs1024
Jun. 22nd, 2008 06:09 am (UTC)
I was caught completely off-guard by the flying bit, but it made me so happy! You captured SV!Clark's trepidation and awkwardness perfectly. And SR!Clark's taunting! *squeezes my boy(s)* And I love where this is going.
htbthomas
Jun. 22nd, 2008 11:50 am (UTC)
I was hoping I'd surprise you all with the flying! LoSH!Clark had to use the flight ring, too, so I couldn't resist doing something similar. :)

I hope to have more in a week!
mary_v
Jun. 23rd, 2008 02:08 am (UTC)
AAAH! AWESOMEEE!:DD
htbthomas
Jun. 23rd, 2008 02:09 am (UTC)
HEE! Thanks for taking my broad hint. :D
lilyoftheval5
Jun. 23rd, 2008 09:03 am (UTC)
*head whips around causing a whiplash, hair flys* What what?!?!
htbthomas
Jun. 23rd, 2008 12:25 pm (UTC)
Hee hee hee. Surprised?
lilyoftheval5
Jun. 23rd, 2008 01:04 pm (UTC)
Very. You keep earning your nickname.
htbthomas
Jul. 16th, 2008 03:55 pm (UTC)
I keep forgetting to let you know that part seven is up! I don't know when I'll get Part 8 done, probably before the end of July.
svgurl
Jun. 24th, 2008 04:39 am (UTC)
OMG! That was amazing! I loved this chapter so much.

Older Clark shrugged. Younger Clark glanced between the two older reporters. “I know he’s my… our… father, but he’s been nothing but trouble for me,” he offered.

Lois gestured to him with an expression of triumph. “See? What have I been saying for years?”


Oh LOIS! She's adorable. I can just imagine her smug expression.

And Clark learning to fly FTW! I loved him smashing into the globe.

Think fast thoughts. Think fast thoughts, he chanted in his mind like a mantra.

That part killed me. It was hilarious.

But the ending ... what a cliffhanger! I'm dying to know what will happen next!

Great work!

htbthomas
Jun. 24th, 2008 12:36 pm (UTC)
Movieverse Lois is not a fan of Jor-El... at least in my fanon. :D And several other people's. :D

The flying section was the part I've been waiting for -- so glad it turned out well!

Did you realize who Querl was, or did it catch you off-guard?
saavikam77
Jun. 29th, 2008 06:59 pm (UTC)
Gaaahhh!! O_O

Hooray for Clark finally flying! But man, what a time to find out who Brainy was!

Bravo!!
htbthomas
Jun. 29th, 2008 07:55 pm (UTC)
Yeah, of course I wanted to pick the worst possible time. Just a touch too evil, I think. ;)
kalalanekent
Aug. 1st, 2008 09:52 pm (UTC)
Was there any part of this chapter that wasn't completely awesome? Mom, you're really out-doing yourself here!

I know you already know this, but the entire section of SV Clark watching the older pairing is just complete and utter love. And OMG, you totally captured them beautifully. I especially loved the Jor-El crack. *my Lois high-fives your SR Lois* Was a thing of beauty. Don't worry, Dopey, this is a fairly accurate version of This Is Your Life. *snuggles him*

And the entire flying lesson had me snickering non-stop. Poor SV Clark. That really is the power he has the worst time with. I think I've only see him do it successfully as Kal, if I remember rightly.

And the end? Oh, Mom!

Eeeeevvvvviiiiiiiiiiil

I love it!
htbthomas
Aug. 2nd, 2008 04:04 am (UTC)
Oh, yay, thank you! I did work pretty hard on the second half of the story... and I'm glad you liked it!

Of course, I'm evil. But you already knew that, if the ending didn't remind you again. ;)
mark_clark
Aug. 9th, 2008 04:57 pm (UTC)
There still really wasn't much of a reaction from the Clark of this dimension to the visitors, especially the younger version of himself. But once that was taken care of, it was down to business. Querl had a plan which involved the young Clark to fly.

This part about Superman and Querl teaching Clark how to fly was great and full of humor. You just had to feel sorry for Clark who was a little embarassed about not being able to fly. Luckily, one flight ring and some encouragement got the young Man of Steel up in the air. Of course, things didn't go easily at first. That reminds me of another character who had trouble flying.

But the end of the chapter was amazing. Clark finds out that he is working with a Brainiac and I know he is not that happy with this turn of events.
htbthomas
Aug. 10th, 2008 03:04 am (UTC)
The flying scene was so fun! I hadn't done my own version of "how Clark learns to fly" like everyone else, so I had a total blast with it. And yes, GAH was probably a bit of unintentional inspiration!
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