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Disclaimer: Plot and anything you don't recognize, mine. Everything else (Young Justice or any characters licensed by DC) belongs to their respective creators/writers/artists. Just know I make no profit off of this and shut up about it...m'kay?

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Allo! This is Superboy’s chapter. You get to find out what happened after Lois was “rescued” from Sagittarius. And why Wally attacked Superman. It follows the premise of Superman’s change of heart in Auld Aquaintances...to a point. There’s a reason this song was picked.
Warning: If you’re a die-hard Superman fan, I may just piss you off...
Papa Roach fires it up with Burn.
Plot and anything you don't recognize, mine. Everything else belongs to their respective creators/writers/artists. There are too many to list. Just know I make no profit off of this and shut up about it...m'kay?
Chapter 9
Burn
I didn't know you were a...fake,
Every lie straight to my face,
So blind I could not see,
Right behind my back you stabbed me.
Should've know you were a...bitch,
Shut up you're making me sick,
Little man you're nothing like me,
Lying, cheating, so deceiving.
I trusted you,
You broke me down,
And you screwed me o-ver
Don't try to deny it,
You cannot hide it,
I’ll be ignited,
When I get to watch you...burn!
Burn! Burn!
I wanna watch you...burn!
Burn! Burn!
I wanna watch you...burn!
You're gonna get what you deserve,
I wanna watch you burn.
You turn me inside...out,
My world is upside...down
You're not hurt are you happy now?
Looking over your shoulder fucking me over?
I trusted you,
You sold me out,
This is far from over...
The year didn’t start out that bad. Minus the whole Starro-Tech disaster.
Conner was elated that Superman had finally looked him in the eyes and treated him like a person. The Man of Steel told him that he had a whole new respect for The Boy of Tomorrow. Not dying while fighting a Kryptonian puppet, leaping into a battle there was a good chance you might not win for the sake of the world was a feat worth praising. He was proud to say he had a son.
Clark first talked to Lois three days after New Years when she came back from an out of town assignment. She came home to their apartment to find Connor staring at the static on the living room TV. Puzzled, she asked him who he was around he same time Clark came out of their bedroom in a bathrobe having just showered. He answered her question.
The official story was that Conner Kent had come to Metropolis to live with his ‘uncle’ Clark and his fiancee for a few months. Conner was a relative who’s parents had died suddenly. He was coming to stay with them until a more permanent arrangement could be made.
She saw through that lie before the last word left Clark’s mouth. She yanked him into their room.
“Clark, I’m not stupid. He looks just like you. If that hand shaped dent in our front doorknob-”
“Sorry!” Connor called from the front room.
“-is any indication, he’s Kryptonian or at least a Metahuman. He’s not a farmboy, despite his build. So, who is he really? I’ve met parrots that lie better than you Smallville.”
“Lois, he’s a relative I didn’t lie about that. He’s my son.”
Lois’s left eye did that thing that always made Clark and Superman cringe. It twitched. The universal sign for ‘“you have 5 seconds before I use the Kryptonite in the lead lined locket you gave me after the Bizzaro incident”.
“Wait Lois! He’s a Cadmus clone but nothing like the mentally deficient one a few years ago. The kids found him and set him free. I haven’t been the nicest to him-” He panicked.
“Understatement.” Connor interrupted again. “Why are you even back there? Unless you drive to Star City I can totally hear you.”
“It’s called privacy sweetie. I know you can tune stuff out. If you couldn’t, you both would have been driven crazy by now.” Lois said closing her eyes. The tilted her head to the ceiling.
“Oh. Okay.”
“As I was saying I’ve been kind of an ass to him but he’s really a good kid. He’s part of Batman’s Special Ops team. Sorry I didn’t call you first but Conner really needs this; spending time together will be good for both of us.”
“Oh, Smallville, you know I’m not mad. He’s welcome here. I don’t really do kids but teens are like slightly younger adults. How old is he?”
“About six months, give or take a few weeks.”
“Huh?”
“Long story, tell you later. How was your trip?”
Things went pretty smoothly afterwords. Connor spent a lot of his time with Lois. Her last assignment was the last one before a mandated vacation ordered by the Daily Planet editor in chief. He reviewed her attendance and found she hadn’t had one in 5 years. Not wanting his star reporter to burn out, he resorted to threatening her job to take two weeks off.
She took him shopping (“Those clothes make you look like a goth. The hair and constant blank look don’t help sweetie.”). Talked with him about how she met Clark and caught him up on daily life in Metropolis. She cooked for him, even though that usually meant heating up something prepackaged. Still it was nice. It was more or less how he figured a real mom would act. She called him ‘sweetie’ a lot too.
Between his paid job and his vigilante gig, Clark was really busy. The League was worried about The Light, the Chief needed the slack from Lois’s vaca picked up. Still he managed to go out to diner with them, catch a few movies and just lounge around the apartment every once in a while
He finally understood why Artemis was so unhappy. Being part of a family was nice and she missed it. Knowing people loved and cared for you despite how you came to be. Or it was.
Every thing was fine until the third week of March. He was on his way home from Metropolis PS 119 when he heard his mother yelling at his father like a crazy woman. He couldn’t understand most of it as he was a little too far away and the sounds of the city kinda drowned the argument out. He didn’t really need to as her tone was very clear. As he neared the building, things were much easier to pick out.
“--rk you bastard! How could you do this to him!?”
“Lois you don’t understand. Just listen. Project Kr--”
“Connor! His name is Connor you idiot! C-O-N-N-O-R! I don’t care that he is Lex’s son too. It’s not his fault! Paternity doesn’t determine who you are. Sagittarius didn’t just kidnap me. He told me all about your warped ideas. You only invited the poor boy here so you could watch him like a lab rat. See how much of a threat he could become. He had recordings of you and some of the others talking about it. Video even. We talked a long time before you three stooges showed up. You can’t even deny it, can you?
I feel so stupid. Huh, you actually managed to fool me for a change. I love Connor, he’s a sweet boy just a little awkward. That’s easy to overlook seeing as his childhood was 3 weeks long in an over-sized test tube. With the right guidance, he could become a great hero. You ought to be more worried about the fact that somebody got into the Watchtower without any of you capes noticing.”
“Lois, listen to me. Proj-”
Eye twitch.
“Connor’s original programing was to destroy me. Cadmus is too clever to let that be wiped clean by a bunch of teenagers trying to prove themselves to their mentors. I’d like to believe friendship and love are that strong but both of our past experiences say it just isn’t. Jonn didn’t find any sleeper mechanisms in Connor’s mind but he didn’t find any in Roy’s either and look where that got us. We know the Light plays for keeps. Anyone willing to steal and clone a child to take down his friends and family plays for keeps. He. Is. Dangerous.”
“Two completely different scenarios Super Deadbeat! No one knew Roy wasn’t Roy. Now the poor kid can’t take the guilt. He OD’ed again, it was all over the new this week. Clone or not, they are both people with thoughts and feelings of their own. They both hate that they were made by Cadmus and programmed to kill. We saw what it did to Roy. You really wanna have that happen to Connor? You don’t toy with a person’s heart like that.” He heard the sound of a suitcase clicking shut. “Oh and while we’re talking about screwing with feelings, if he was so dangerous, why did you leave me ‘a mere mortal’ alone with him? For like two weeks? This better be good.”
“You have that necklace, honey. Situations like this are why I had Batman make it for you. I didn’t want you to worry about it. I know you’ve always wanted a kid but our careers put a hold on that. I figured you could see what it’s like in case you ever decided to slow down.”
The apartment was so silent the teen could hear the fly that landed on a wall. He finally heard a delicate clinking noise followed by a door slam. Then a long suffering sigh.
Connor stood outside looking up at where they were in the 6th floor. He could hear Lois stomping to the elevator and pressing the button. He resisted the urge to level something. He knew massive property damage wouldn’t solve anything. Megan had become alarmed by the negative emotions thrumming through their bond. Two states away, she panicked and fell half way through a cartwheel on the field. Right on her ass.
/Connor what’s wrong?!/
/He LIED, Megan. All this time he was just watching me to make sure I didn’t go berserk. He used Lois too and she’s pissed!/
/Oh! Connor I’m so sorry.../ He could tell his girlfriend was crying in Happy Harbor. He knew the Bumblebees were probably crowded around her trying to figure out what’s wrong.
/I’ll see you soon Megan./
/Wait you’re still in Metropolis right?/
/Yeah. But there’s a zeta beam transport entrance a few blocks away. I’ll just crash at the cave til you comeback. Catch up on my KSK account. I think I’ll do some modifications to it./
Without another word, Connor walked away. He didn’t even bother to get his things.
That’s when he woke up, startling the real Megan out of her own dream. Where had that come from? He wasn’t sure if it was just a dream turned nightmare or what but he found himself actively avoiding Superman after that. He turned down his offers to train together. Left the room if he came in.
Little did he know, that dream would make sense in a short while. When the Lois was kidnapped by another whack-job.
Superman felt like a tool.
After the fight with Sagittarius, Lois had screamed at him for almost an hour. Then she packed a bag, threw her engagement ring at his face and slammed the door. Boy was he going to get an ear full when she called his folks from her father’s house. His fiancee had just walked out on him. And as much as he wanted to blame Connor, deep down he couldn’t. Not fully.
He was only being cautious. That’s what he told himself. He just knew Conner wasn’t as (relatively) harmless as the kids wanted to believe.
He needed a distraction.
Batman had shared with the mentors that each YJ member had an account on that new simulation game. Robin had offered to pay the fees for everyone. The Bat hacked the system and got their IDs so the League could monitor their fantasy lives.
His own avatar was just a simple reporter named Gordon Ross. No super identity. He only made the damn thing so he could interact with the world of KSK. He hadn’t checked up on the city Connor made to mirror Metropolis in a few days.
Connor’s avatar was SuperboyAlpha. He had made his character a Kryptonian with all the powers it entailed. His alter ego was also a crime fighter with a suit loosely based on his own without a cape and a mask over his eyes. By day, he was a martial arts instructor that owned a dojo. He protected the city he designed. Everything looked pretty kosher. Boy was he in for a shock when he logged on a few hours after Lois left.
The city of Shoreline Cove was in ruins.
High above the destruction was...SuperboyAlpha. Gordon watched as the clothing of his clone’s avatar morphed into something he never wanted to see again; the red S on his chest became a purple U. The tights were replaced by black leather pants. A deep blue trench coat now fluttered in the breeze. To cement the horror, his Avatar name blurred before changing. To UltramanOmega.
Suddenly he dropped to the ground right in front of his character. Eyes glowing familiar red.
#This is what you wanted isn’t it? To be proven right Clark?# Scrolled across the chat bar.
#How’d you know it was me?# Clark typed.
#Didn’t ‘til just now.# UltramanOmega smirked. #Bye-bye.#
His character’s vision screen was enveloped in a deep red light. The screen showing the 3rd person view went red too. But the vision screen went black a moment later, the words FATALITY. AVATAR REBUILD OR REINVENTION REQUIRED TO CONTINUE showing soon after. A charred skeleton lay at UltramanOmega’s feet. He crushed the skull with his foot before flying off.
Holy shit. Connor knew. He knew and he was pissed. How? Even more alarming, no one outside the League remembered the disastrous encounter the Crime Society of America and the evil counterparts to the JLA from a parallel dimension. The process of sealing that world away wiped the minds of everyone not crossing the barrier at the time. So how did he...
He’d get his answer in a few days when Fate called them all together.
*She also has a very strong connection psychic to Superboy that greatly exceeds the one she has with other non-telepaths....He associates less of a moral factor with being a hero than simply taking out the cause of a problem. Adding to the complication, his mind, not M’gann’s is dominant in their connection though it is possible both are unaware of it.*
He pieced together the two evaluations, alone, after everyone had left. A dull thud echoed in the empty room as his head made a slight dent in the steel table when he had his epiphany.
Connor was psychic. Outstanding.
*I am bum...bum...bum...a line break!*
While it’s obvious everything in Superboy’s dream didn’t really happen, parts of it sorta did. Those feelings of betrayal were doubled when he realized Sagittarius was a real person and his dream was actually a premonition of what would have been had he begun interacting with Supes after New Years.
What do you think? I still need a song for Miss Martian’s chapter. As always reviews are not required but are greatly appreciated. Sirensoundwave out.
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