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Post by jonclark on Sept 4, 2019 8:57:20 GMT
In Smallville, Rick Parker was trying in vain to reach someone at the State Police HQ.
In the past five minutes Superboy had started several fires while trying to examine various evidence with one of his vision powers. He'd then caused two concussions blowing one of the fires out and flooded the area with the reserve water supply in the town's water tower putting out another while a third still burned. Parker had sent the kid to deal with the breakout at Soames but feared that the warden might never forgive him after this.
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Post by johnreiter902 on Sept 5, 2019 20:25:30 GMT
I still can't figure out how this "superboy" fits into this, but that's fine. I love the mystery and depth of this. This shaping up into an excellent story that I know I will love.
I have only one complaint. I wish the posts were longer because the suspense is killing me.
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Post by starskyhutch76 on Sept 5, 2019 22:26:55 GMT
LOL. Either this is a defective Superboy robot or Luthor has figured out how to make Kent Shakespeare act like he's still a bizarro.
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Post by jonclark on Sept 6, 2019 6:30:11 GMT
Kristen hit the ground hard, but her Kryptonian reflexes had her immediately back on her feet. Turning as she rose she spotted an armored figure taking aim at Jasma. She collided with the figure just as the weapon discharged. She heard Jasma scream followed by a loud thud, but her eyes refused to focus.
Kristen heard Jasma yelling at Gerta to get up and Kristen released a breath she hadn't realized was being held.
"Jasma, Grandma's house, now!", she shouted.
"That won't help, Superwoman", a voice snarled, "I'll track her down and your son as well."
Kristen swung at where the voice emanated from, buy connected with thin air.
"Not sure who the old bat is. Super Mother-in-Law? The Senior Citizen of Steel?"
Kristen heard another shot.
"Oh well. I'm sure the obituary in tomorrow's Planet will tell me. Though it might get lost among all the other Kryptonian casualties."
Kristen's vision was just clearing when everything went red and every nerve in her body felt like it was channeling lightning.
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Post by jonclark on Sept 6, 2019 9:05:55 GMT
Back in Midvale
Nasthalia Luthor turned to see the old woman who had just lobbed a stapler at her. She laughed.
"I'm not sure whether to applaud your bravery or be annoyed at your stupidity. But since you are here maybe you could locate the file on Linda Danvers.", the armored woman said.
"I don't think so, young lady. The records in this office are not for public viewing. And armor or not, you don't impress or intimidate me. I've seen a dozen kids like you, some even worse. Most of them became upstanding citizens. So you can drop the phony bravado and the superior attitude.", replied Miss Edna Hart.
Nasthalia groaned, "Another do-gooder. You think you know me. Lady, I spent a decade between my mother's death and my uncle springing me from reform school being lectured by your type. All those attempts to get me to lower my guard. Those tricks to make me trust them. Your drivel might work on the wanna be toughs in this backwater. But I'm a Luthor"
Miss Hart took a step towards the desk and the alarm buzzer it concealed. The concussive beam knocked her out before she took a second step.
Nasthalia returned to the file cabinet. Dabny, Dacosta, Dade, Daggert, Dahl, Dahmar, Dailey, Daley, Dalton, Damico, Damien, Daniels, Danner, Daquila, Darby …
"Damn, where the #$%$@# is Danvers"
"I'm not Danvers, but maybe I can help", came a soft voice.
Nasthalia looked up to see a green skinned girl smiling at her.
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Post by jonclark on Sept 6, 2019 9:36:59 GMT
Superman awoke to a crowd standing around him. He could hear an ambulance and several police cars coming closer. As he sat up the crowd stepped back.
"Are we in danger?" came a question. "Can we help?" came another "Are you alright, Superman?" came a third.
"I'm fine.", Superman replied taking a full inventory of his senses, "I don't think anyone is in any greater danger at the moment right here, but I'd ask that you disperse just in case I'm wrong."
Superman rose into the air. Lex had outdone himself. The field seemed to extend in every direction and was at least as tough as one of Brainiac's. There was no way through the field or at least no way through it now. Superman rose roughly a thousand feet up and began flying in a complex pattern. He increased his speed. For an instant he seemed to vanish and then he stopped. He could not reach a fast enough speed to breach the time barrier.
He floated onto his back and slowed his breathing. He opened his senses up to the max and something became clear. The field around Metropolis had a purpose beyond just keeping him inside. It was very subtly filtering out part of the sun's energy. It wasn't cutting off the rays that powered him but it was altering them just enough that his Kryptonian cells were weaker. He was still many times faster than any bullet. He could fly without any noticeable effort. And short of the heaviest bombs in the US nuclear arsenal he was in no real danger of getting injured. But he wasn't getting anywhere near lightspeed while those barriers were up. He also noted that his hearing and vision seemed limited to a few hundred miles from his present position.
He also noted that Clark Kent was due back at work in about a half hour.
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Post by jonclark on Sept 7, 2019 8:31:05 GMT
Jasma flew quickly. Mama Kristen had told her to head for the Fortress without stopping for anything. Not even if someone was hurt or in real trouble. Jasma didn't like this. Daddy Clark had told her she was supposed to help people and it didn't seem right when she didn't do that. But even he had said the "secret words" meant Jasma wasn't supposed to argue or disobey.
She knew Auntie Gerta had gotten hurt bad and that the person had been trying to hurt her. Now, Jasma had left Mama there. What if Daddy didn't show up and Mama needed help? What if it was all over and she didn't have to fly away anymore? She thought about turning back, but knew her parents had some reason for making her go away and she would get in trouble if she went back. And why get in trouble when Daddy always won?
Jasma was lost in thought and unaware of the flying figure following behind her.
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Post by starskyhutch76 on Sept 7, 2019 21:42:12 GMT
Could that green faced girl be Miss Martian who posed as a Supergir for a while? Kent Shakespeare and his adoptive parents live in Midvale now, too.
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Post by jonclark on Sept 7, 2019 23:12:27 GMT
Could that green faced girl be Miss Martian who posed as a Supergir for a while? Kent Shakespeare and his adoptive parents live in Midvale now, too. I must have missed where the Shakespeares moved there. Otherwise that green faced girl would be in Smallville dealing with our mysterious Superboy. Oh well, the best laid plans of mice, men and writers. Though this does put Kent back on the table as I was thinking it would be hard for Lex to target him when the Shakespeares were off the grid for a while and Kent wasn't that high profile in his heroics yet.
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Post by jonclark on Sept 8, 2019 7:57:46 GMT
At the Soames Juvenile Rehabilitation Center half a dozen security men lay injured in the former recreation yard. Most had been injured when the southern wall and attached observation tower had come down. One had been beaten by several kids trying to escape. Another had been trampled after falling while racing with the escapees. Inside the damaged building the ten remaining uninjured guards were attempting to barricade the stairwells on the first level.
Upstairs, there were numerous fights. Some inmates didn't expect to escape anyway and decided their time would be better spent settling score with other inmates. There were also fights between kids over just who was in charge of an escape attempt. Warden Ferguson had barricaded himself in his office on the second floor and was praying the county sent some police backup.
A loud sound somewhere between a train and a cartoon dive bomber preceded the loud boom that knocked all present from their feet. Everything was deadly silent.
Superboy had arrived.
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Post by starskyhutch76 on Sept 13, 2019 21:42:47 GMT
Could that green faced girl be Miss Martian who posed as a Supergir for a while? Kent Shakespeare and his adoptive parents live in Midvale now, too. I must have missed where the Shakespeares moved there. Otherwise that green faced girl would be in Smallville dealing with our mysterious Superboy. Oh well, the best laid plans of mice, men and writers. Though this does put Kent back on the table as I was thinking it would be hard for Lex to target him when the Shakespeares were off the grid for a while and Kent wasn't that high profile in his heroics yet. Libby put him on his Young Justice team and Kent as Superboy is starting to be a regular fixture in Midvale sort of like Clark was in his early days in Smallville, so he might be starting to gain a little notoriety. I liked your idea that some might think he's Superman's son.
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Post by jonclark on Sept 20, 2019 9:21:26 GMT
Kristen tried in vain to catch her breath. She had arrived at the park less than five minutes ago, but felt more exhausted than she had after an hour of workout videos back when she was studying the 1980's in preparation for her first trip to the 20th Century. Back when she had been a fully human 29th Century graduate student. She felt a wave of pain run through her body and fought against passing out.
"Hey, Lex, have you really fallen so low as to pick on kids and the elderly? Was Krypto too busy to let you try to kick him or something?", came a vaguely familiar taunt from somewhere distant.
The pain subsided slightly, though Kristen was still having trouble seeing anything. Attempting to stand, she found that her sense of balance was failing as well. She landed hard on her back and felt her lunch rising slightly. A brief pink flash and a slight tingle registered just before she felt two sets of arms lifting her from the ground. Despite her physical condition she felt a slight surge of energy. Clark had come. She was safe.
A second later she heard another blast along with a red-pinkish flash and her left side began to fall, The support under her right side shifted and Clark was carrying her in his arms away from the attack.
"I'll have to hope your babysitter can hold out until we get back", came a voice that was not Clark.
"Boo stir", she mumbled.
"The one and only", came the confident reply, "But don't tell your husband about this. My reputation and my spine really don't need the fallout from that".
Kristen began to chuckle, which turned into a cough and she felt her lunch start to rise again.
"Hopefully, Skeets is confusing ol' Doc Luthor's sensors enough for us to get back to your house undetected".
Kristen quietly agreed.
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Post by johnreiter902 on Sept 21, 2019 12:56:22 GMT
Hurray! Booster to the rescue. I like so much how we redeemed his character.
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Post by jonclark on Oct 1, 2019 8:53:40 GMT
Back in Metropolis, Superman fumed.
His hearing and telescopic vision had allowed him to watch the entire battle between Luthor and Kristen. But even with the added incentive the field remained as impenetrable. He'd also spotted the figure following Jasma but they both had left his diminished range before he could get a good look at the pursuer.
He'd been unable to get through to Bruce using his JLA signal device. And either the field itself or it's effect on his powers was preventing activation of any of his Superman robots.
Superman had been in worse situations himself and he was sure there was a solution. The problem was that the real threat wasn't to him. And that was making it harder for him to keep his focus on solving the problem.
He considered finding a phone to call Perry from. Miraculously things seemed to be quiet here in Metropolis. He knew there was nothing requiring Superman's intervention inside the field. And he knew that he'd be unable to concentrate on anything as Clark. But he also knew that he was out of ideas.
The field had resisted his hardest blows. It covered the city on every side including above and below. It allowed normal material to pass through, but somehow stopped him. He'd tried his heat vision which was absorbed by the field. He'd tried his freezing breath, which passed through unabated. He'd even experimented a bit to discover Clark's compressed clothing passed through the field but his cape did not.
A familiar buzzing attracted his attention and he saw Jimmy Olsen and Lois Lane waiting for him atop the Planet building.
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Post by johnreiter902 on Oct 1, 2019 12:33:30 GMT
Why not try the tactic that he used when the JLA was trapped in their headquarters by the Key? He could break the time barrier and travel into the past to before the barrier went up. He would become a phantom, because his past self is there, but all he has to do is wait in the countryside for a while until the "current" Superman goes into the past and he re-materializes.
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