Superman: Boy Of Steel

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Walking down the stairs, Clark found his dad with the newspaper in hand: Mysterious Masked Man Saves Bank! Witnesses Claim Having Witnessed Supernatural Powers!
Clark accepted the paper and read over the article. "So what does this mean for me?"
"It means, that you should keep a low profile for right now Luckily, they have nothing but good things to say about you, but we should play this safe."
"Got it. I'll head to school and keep my head down until this blows over."
"Alright, have a good day honey." Martha said.
"You guys too." Clark hugged his family goodbye and walked out.

Arriving at school, Clark braced himself for what he would be hearing about for the rest day.

"Did you hear what happened?"
"A bunch of guys tried robbing the bank and a guy came out of nowhere and beat them all up!"
"One guy? Come on, that's impossible."
"No it's not! My Mom was there and she saw him! She said the bullets bounced off of him and then he totally smashed the robbers!"
"He moves like lightning!"
"Do you think he's hot?"
"I don't think he's even human."
"I bet it's not even a man. It's like, some crazy monster, that's why it's all covered up."
"That's scary."
"It's a monster."
"Or an alien."
"Or an alien monster."
"Why would he save the bank? I'd be showing off the powers if I had them."
"Why not save the bank? You're selfish."
"I'm so glad he saved them all."

Clark badly wanted to just tell everybody the truth, but that would cause more problems then it would solve, so he just kept his head down and kept quiet, trying to ignore the freak and monster comments.

Inside of a classroom, Chloe Sullivan was grinning as she re-read the newspaper for the fourth time that morning. "So you heard about it?" Lana asked as she sat down. "Yeah, masked avengers saves bank, supernatural powers, armored men tossed around like rag dolls, it's amazing."
"I don't know...it's kinda scary. How can anybody do that? Maybe he's a magician?"
"If he's a magician, why wouldn't he be taking this act to Vegas? No, Lana, this man is something else. He's like...enhancd or something."
"Like something out of a cartoon or a fantasy novel?"
"Exactly."
"Okay...so, what do you think we should call him?"
"For right now? Ummm....how about...Übermensch?" Chloe asked and gestured grandly.
"You are loving this aren't you?" Lana let out a laugh.
"Can you blame me? Smallville is finally getting interesting."  

Clark took his seat. "Morning."
"Clark!"
"I heard about it."
"What do you think?"
"I think....ummm....maybe it's a hoax?"
"Can't be, everybody saw him."
"The craziest thing is, nobody saw his face."
Clark gave a mental sigh of relief at that. "Well, that's too bad."
"Yeah...so, what do you we try to find him?" Chloe asked.
"What?"
"Yeah, I mean, he saved all of those people, I want to know who he is."
"Don't you think that could be dangerous?"
"I'm in."
"You too Lana?" Clark asked.
"This guy saved everyone at the bank. I think he deserves a thank you."
"See? Lana gets it." Chloe said. "What about you?"
"Ahhhh...I think I would just rather sit it out."
"Suit yourself."

The teacher walked in and class began.

(So now my classmates are looking for me, I'm being called an Uberman, and people think I'm a freak.) Clark thought back to the civilians at the bank. (Eh, worth it.) He smiled.

Clark listened closely to his classmates discussions about the 'masked man' and made mental notes about each one and marked down tallies on a piece of paper for each side of the argument. Around lunchtime, Clark sat down and counted them up. The reviews were in and the reception was positive. The people loved him.

Meanwhile,

Gene Kelvin walked into a sauna. He has bruises on his face, both from his fight with Kent and from his father after he found out that no only had Gene lost a fight but he also got suspended from the school. He cursed the day he met Clark Kent. Gene ran that school before that damn punk showed up. Who did he think he was? Gene was just having a little harmless fun and Clark just had to go and ruin it for everyone. It was all Lana's fault! She had rejected him! So Gene was just teaching her a lesson in what happened when you did that. If Clark hadn't gotten in the way things would've gone as planned: He would make Lana grovel a bit and beg for her stupid necklace back and apologize to him and then give it back to her. No harm done, Gene just wanted to teach her a lesson in respect.
He slapped down some money he took from his dad before heading out. "I'm gonna use the sauna for a bit."
"Okey dokey. This'll get you...ten minutes."
"Fine." Ten minutes would be enough. Gene just wanted to close his eyes and think for a bit before making his next plan.
"You've got good timing. We've got some fresh meteor rocks in there."
"Cool."

Gene walked into the sauna and sat down. It felt good but not even the sauna could calm him down and as he shook with rage and breathed in and out, the sauna continued to heat him up on him and the meteor rocks glowed green and green steam floated up out of them and into Gene's nostrils and the sauna got hotter and hotter. Gene got angrier and the sauna got hotter and as he seethed with rage, Gene's body caught on fire which erupted out of the sauna, consuming it in flames.
The cashier grabbed the fire extinguisher and ran towards the sauna. "Hold on guy, I'm coming!" He said and began spraying the fire. After a few moments though, the fire started up again and threw him back, the extinguisher flying from his hands. Gene emerged from the fire and smoke, wreathed in flames and covered in only his towel. "Thanks for the sauna. I feel a lot better." Gene smiled and reached for the cashier.

And thus, we have our first Meteor Freak!

Clark had just finished eating and he was walking out of the cafeteria to get to his next class when he heard something in the distance. Doing his best to focus on it, Clark could hear a fire getting out of control and...something else. He could swear that he heard someone crying. Heading in a different direction, Clark made sure he was out of sight and then sped towards the fire.
Clark arrived to find a sauna that was caught on fire. It was like somebody poured kerosene all over the place. Running inside, Clark just had to hope that he could withstand the flames and heat. He passed through the flames easily enough but he could really feel all of the heat around him. Clark coughed and waved the smoke away and then spotted the cashier and ran over to him and turned him over. He had some small burns on him and he was unconscious from the smoke but he was alive.
Clark ran around and checked the rest of the area but it didn't look like there was anybody else there so Clark grabbed the cashier and ran out with him.
Clark checked the man for a second and then he heard an ambulance and police coming so he sped off back to school.

Oh man his first meteor freak, really looking forward to the battle. Clark is certainly making a name of himself and I like his personality also. Keep up the good work  

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Oh man his first meteor freak, really looking forward to the battle. Clark is certainly making a name of himself and I like his personality also. Keep up the good work  

Thanks man. How am I doing with Ma and Pa Kent?  

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Clark arrived to find a sauna that was caught on fire. It was like somebody poured kerosene all over the place. Running inside, Clark just had to hope that he could withstand the flames and heat. He passed through the flames easily enough but he could really feel all of the heat around him. Clark coughed and waved the smoke away and then spotted the cashier and ran over to him and turned him over. He had some small burns on him and he was unconscious from the smoke but he was alive.
Clark ran around and checked the rest of the area but it didn't look like there was anybody else there so Clark grabbed the cashier and ran out with him.
Clark checked the man for a second and then he heard an ambulance and police coming so he sped off back to school.

Gene walked through the woods, leaving fire in his footsteps. He had retrieved his clothes but his shirt and jersey burned off along with his shoes and socks. So far the only thing that hadn't been destroyed was his pants. He wasn't sure how that worked, but he wasn't going to complain. Burning up that towel had been embarrassing enough. But at least what's-his-face wouldn't tell anyone about his new power.
Finding a good spot, he let out fire from his hands again into the stream. The water snuffed out the flames for a the moment but he didn't want to burn up the forest yet. Gene thought about things that made him made: School, Lana, Clark, Sullivan, the game, his father...all of it made him so damn angry. And as his anger rose up, fire began erupting out of him and spreading over the leaves and trees in a circle around him causing fires to erupt, which soon got out of control. Gene roared in anger in the center of the roaring inferno.

Back at school, Clark changed out of his shirt and into a spare one he brought with him,, just in case something happened and went on with his day. He was in the middle of playing baseball in gym class when they saw the smoke rising up out of the woods. "What is that?" Clark asked.
"Smoke signal?" Somebody asked.
"No...I think that's a fire!"
"A forest fire? How?"
"Does anybody have a phone?" Clark asked.
"I do but it's in my locker. I'll call the fighters." Whitney said and ran for his locker.

Clark ran off to the forest once the firefighters were already done. There was a lot of damage done to the forest but the firefighters had taken it out before it had spread too far. "Hey."
"Hey yourself kid."
"Any idea what happened here?" He asked.
"None...except for the footprints."
"Footprints?"
"Right there. Some loony made footprint shaped burns in the ground, not sure how you do that, but it's the only lead we have right now."
Clark put his hands in his pockets. (First Fun&Sauna, now the forest, who or what is doing all of this...and why?)
"Well...at least nobody was hurt here. You guys did a good job." Clark turned and ran off back home.

Gene, having left the forest before fighters got there, tracked down his friends. "Hello boys."
"Gene? Where's your shirt?"
Gene let out a roar as fire erupted from his hands. "I burned it."
"HOLY! What...how are you doing that?"
"I went to a sauna and now I am on fire. I am a walking flamethrower! From now on, you can call me...Fahrenheit."
"Okay, so, Gene..."
"FAHRENHEIT!" He yelled and called up more fire.
"S-sorry...Fahrenheit...what do you want to do now?"
"I'll tell what we're gonna do: We're get payback. First on my old man, then on Lana and Clark and whomever else we want. Everybody who ever pissed us off is gonna burn! From now on, this town is ours! We want something, we'll take it and flash fry anyone who gets in our way! So grab your weapons and your kerosene and gear up and then drive to the pharmacy. I will meet you there." Fahrenheit smiled.
"Gen-er, Fahrenheit, come on man...he's your dad! Isn't that taking things a little far?"
"Did I ask for your opinion Reggie?! Just do what I say and we will take this whole town hostage. Nobody will be able to stop us." Fire erupted from his body. "And once we take control, I'm renaming this town KelvinVille. Now get to work and follow the plan." He said and walked out.

His friends, scared out of their minds, weakly glanced at each other and then got to work.

"So it's been a bit of a day." Clark explained to his parents as he leaned against the staircase. "I think I'm gonna miss dinner for now. I want to try and find this guy."

"Clark...are you sure it's a person?" Martha asked.

"The police saw a footprint and obviously somebody had to have started the fire in the sauna. Whoever is doing this might have powers and if they do, then I am the only one who can stop him and not get burned."

"Clark...alright, just be very careful son." Jonathan said.

"I will dad. I'll be back, don't worry." Clark changed into a black shirt and a blue leather jacket and red sunglasses before running out to find the source of the flames. His first stop was the hospital, to find out of if the man who ran Fun&Sauna had recovered yet.

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Clark changed into a black shirt and a blue leather jacket and red sunglasses before running out to find the source of the flames. His first stop was the hospital, to find out of if the man who ran Fun&Sauna had recovered yet.  

Arriving at the hospital, Clark tied the jacket around his waist and put the sunglasses in his shirt pocket and then signed in and looked for the cashier. Clark overheard the police talking to him on an upper floor and ran up the stairs. Clark arrived just in time to overhear him describing his attacker. Clark thought about it for a moment and there was only one person he knew that matched the description: Gene Kelvin from school. Clark waited until he saw the police exiting the room.
"Excuse me, Officers?"
Officer Adams turned around to look at him. "Can I help you kid?"
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"My name is Clark, I'm a friend of Jeffery. Listen, I think I know who did this."
"Oh really now?"
"I heard him talking and I know the guy that matches his description. His name is Gene Kelvin and-"
"The Kelvin kid? He's a troublemaker but I don't know if he would do something like this."
"6'1, teenager, shortcut blonde hair, dark brown eyes, bad attitude, bruises on his face, looks like a weight lifter, that sound about right?"
Officer Adams crossed her arms. "That does match the same description. Alright, we'll look into him. Thanks for the help Clark."
"Just doing my civic duty ma'am."
As the police walked away, Clark slipped into the room and looked at the wounded man. He was asleep and had bandages on his face from the burns. That settled it: Gene Kelvin was involved. Fire would explain the footprint and how the sauna business and forest got burned up. But if Gene did indeed have some ability to project and or cause flames at will, the police could be in real danger. That meant it was time for him to step in again. "I'll get him for you. Just rest up now, okay?"
Clark turned and walked out and sped out of the hospital just as the police were getting into their cars. *WHOOOSH!*
"Did....you guys..."
"What's that Adams?"
"I just thought I saw...it's nothing. Come on."

The Kelvin House.
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Gene was helping himself to his dad's liquor until he saw the old man walk through the door. "Sup old timer?"
"Gene! What the hell are you doing?!"
"It's been a long day and I got thirsty so I helped myself."
"You put that bottle down right now boy before I smash it over your head!"
"Don't mind if I do, this crap is nasty." He said and flung it at his dad. He avoided it. "That is it! Come here Gene! You're getting a whooping boy!" His father said and pulled off his belt. "Bring it on old man." Gene said as he stood up and knocked over the chair and set himself on fire. "What?"
"Call me Smokehouse, 'cause I'm about to barbecue your ass."

Clark arrived to see the door get blown off of it's hinges by a stream of fire. Clark knocked it aside and ran inside and saw Gene's father knocked down on the floor, unconscious and his shirt on fire. Clark grabbed him and ran to a safe distance, moving so fast that his speed snuffed out the flames, and set him down and then ran back to the house, placing back on his jacket and sunglasses.

Amidst all of the flames that were swiftly consuming the house, Clark spotted him. "Gene Kelvin!"
"No...not Gene...Fahrenheit!" The fires rose up around him.
"Whatever you're calling yourself, it's over now. I'm taking you to jail."
"You and what army?!" Fahrenheit challenged and blasted Clark backwards and into a wall hard enough to put an impact crater in it. Clark fell onto the sink and rolled over and down onto the floor. He coughed but was able to shake it off. He stood up and looked at the pyro who was laughing madly. "Come on blue boy, let's see what you've got!" Clark rushed him and shoved Fahrenheit. The villain hit the wall hard but picked himself back up. "You think I can't take a hit?" He asked as he heated up even more, the flames on the floor and around his body shooting up in response. Clark took a step back but he could still handle the flames for now. Clark raised up his fists, this fight was going to take longer than he thought.

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Amidst all of the flames that were swiftly consuming the house, Clark spotted him. "Gene Kelvin!"
"No...not Gene...Fahrenheit!" The fires rose up around him.
"Whatever you're calling yourself, it's over now. I'm taking you to jail."
"You and what army?!" Fahrenheit challenged and blasted Clark backwards and into a wall hard enough to put an impact crater in it. Clark fell onto the sink and rolled over and down onto the floor. He coughed but was able to shake it off. He stood up and looked at the pyro who was laughing madly. "Come on blue boy, let's see what you've got!" Clark rushed him and shoved Fahrenheit. The villain hit the wall hard but picked himself back up. "You think I can't take a hit?" He asked as he heated up even more, the flames on the floor and around his body shooting up in response. Clark took a step back but he could still handle the flames for now. Clark raised up his fists, this fight was going to take longer than he thought.

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Clark closed in on him and caught his blazing hot fist and then knocked him backwards against a wall. Clark was shaking his hand and blowing on it which gave Fahrenheit time to recover and shot at Clark with a stream of fire. Clark backed away and Fahrenheit closed in, the flames around him continuing to increase in heat and intensity. Clark rolled to the side to get away from him and then rushed Fahrenheit and tackled him out of a window.

The police soon arrived to see Mr.Kelvin unconscious and burned and the house on fire. "Damn, looks like the kid was right." Officer Adams was cut off by the sound of explosions from behind the house. "What the hell's going on back there? You men, check on him. The rest of you, with me!"

Fahrenheit ducked under a swing from Clark and then grabbed him and punched him a few times in the stomach, causing Clark to wince, but then Clark grabbed his arm punched him across the face and grabbed his head and tossed him across the ground, causing Fahrenheit to ground-slide for a few feet, leaving a trail of fire as he did. Fahrenheit kicked back up and launched flames at Clark, who blitzed up on top of the rapidly burning house. "STAND STILL!" Fahrenheit yelled and blasted at him again only for Clark to jump into the air and land a few feet behind him. The human flame spun around and swung the flames at him only for Clark roll under them and hit him in the stomach.

"What....what is this?" Adams asked herself as she watched this battle between superhumans.
Clark ducked and dodged his punches and returned his own, throwing Fahrenheit around with the impacts. Dazed but still going, Fahrenheit recovered, stood up and reached deep into himself to find the power he needed. His throat glowed a bright orange as the flames died down for a moment. Spotting the police, he turned and opened his mouth and spit out a stream of fire right at them. "Ohhh shhhiiii-"
Clark, reacting quickly, ran in front of them and, making it just in time, dug in his feet and crossed his arms in front of himself and took the blast.
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Despite Clark blocking it, the blast exploded against him enough force to knock over the police officers. Sitting up, Officer Adams stared, mouth open, as she saw this young man in blue standing tall against the raging flames, protecting them.



Grunting and gritting his teeth, Clark pushed forward, moving his hands outward to block the flames as he took one step, and then another, towards his opponent.
Fahrenheit stared in horror and tried sending out more fire but his flames were dying down the more energy he put into it. Clark was pushed back a little but he refused to back down and pushed against the flames until he could reach Fahrenheit and covered his mouth and then punched Fahrenheit hard in the stomach before flipping and slamming him down on the ground hard enough to knock him out.
Fahrenheit's flames died down and he returned to normal. Clark looked back at the house as the flames were consuming it. Obviously too late to save it, but Gene brought that on himself. Clark took a few moments to catch his breath and then retrieved his sunglasses before speaking to them. "Are you alright?" He asked, deepening his voice slightly.

"Uhh...yeah, thanks...what...what is he?"

"Gene Kelvin. I don't know how, but he gave himself powers and....well, became this." Clark said and helped Officer Adams up. The sound of fire engines could be heard. "Oh, now they show up!"
"Funny...so..tell me stranger....are you the guy from the bank?"
"I am."
"Okaaaay....not that I'm not grateful but, who are you?"
Clark smiled. "A friend. Now, as for him...I would recommend keeping him under and keeping extinguishers handy. If you'll excuse me."
"Wait! Wha...what do we call you?"
"I'm sure you'll find something Officer." Clark said and sped off, appearing simply as a blue blur to everyone present.
"Everybody else saw all that right?"
"Yes ma'am."
"OKay...good...good uhm, well, cuff him."

Boy of Steel Feats Thus Far....

1: Superhuman Speed: Fast enough to be appear as a blur to normal humans and run from the top floor of a hospital and past a group of police officers before said officers can finish getting into their cars.
2: Heat Resistant: Can take fire blasts, fire punches and being surrounded by gradually hotter flames fairly well and even grab and punch Fahrenheit, who was covered in fire.
3: Durable: Shrugs off gunfire, albeit with bruises on his skin, and survived a grenade to the chest.
4: Superhumanly Strong: Lifted up and carried a bus, underwater, on his shoulders, and carry it onto dry land, break gun barrels, throw around men in full body armor with ease and send Fahrenheit through the air with his hits.

Pretty good fight. Also pretty nifty first time opponent for Clark, liked that he actually had a motivation that is beyond lusting after Lana that the series had. Makes me look forward to more meteor freaks in the future

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Pretty good fight. Also pretty nifty first time opponent for Clark, liked that he actually had a motivation that is beyond lusting after Lana that the series had. Makes me look forward to more meteor freaks in the future

Thanks man.  

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Pretty good fight. Also pretty nifty first time opponent for Clark, liked that he actually had a motivation that is beyond lusting after Lana that the series had. Makes me look forward to more meteor freaks in the future

Thanks man.  

Feel free to check out the Batman Begins teaser trailer:) 

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Pretty good fight. Also pretty nifty first time opponent for Clark, liked that he actually had a motivation that is beyond lusting after Lana that the series had. Makes me look forward to more meteor freaks in the future

Thanks man.  

Feel free to check out the Batman Begins teaser trailer:) 

That was great.  

Back at the farm.

Jonathan was trying to work but he couldn't help but be worried about this son. He knew how strong Clark was, but who knew what his limits were. What if this pyro set him on fire? Could Clark withstand it? They knew about Clark surviving a grenade but a man with actual powers could potentially be much more dangerous than that. Or what if he was using some kind of device to cause the fires or something else?

"You're worried about him aren't you?" Martha asked as she walked out to talk with him.
"I just think he should have left these fires to the authorities Martha. We don't know what he is up against."
Martha placed a comforting hand on his cheek. "It's Clark. We know how tough that son of ours is. He's strong, he's fast and he's smart. One guy with a flamethrower? That won't be a problem for our boy. Now, would you like some help out here?"
"I'd love that Martha."

As the two got to work on the farm, a blue blur zipped past them and into the house. Jonathan and Martha followed quickly and discovered Clark in the kitchen, where Clark was retrieving an ice cold soda from the Refrigerator. He opened it up and quickly chugged down the whole drink. "WHOOO!" Clark exclaimed as he set it down. "I gotta tell you guys, I needed that. Fighting a fire is thirsty work."

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Back at the farm.

Jonathan was trying to work but he couldn't help but be worried about this son. He knew how strong Clark was, but who knew what his limits were. What if this pyro set him on fire? Could Clark withstand it? They knew about Clark surviving a grenade but a man with actual powers could potentially be much more dangerous than that. Or what if he was using some kind of device to cause the fires or something else?

"You're worried about him aren't you?" Martha asked as she walked out to talk with him.
"I just think he should have left these fires to the authorities Martha. We don't know what he is up against."
Martha placed a comforting hand on his cheek. "It's Clark. We know how tough that son of ours is. He's strong, he's fast and he's smart. One guy with a flamethrower? That won't be a problem for our boy. Now, would you like some help out here?"
"I'd love that Martha."

As the two got to work on the farm, a blue blur zipped past them and into the house. Jonathan and Martha followed quickly and discovered Clark in the kitchen, where Clark was retrieving an ice cold soda from the Refrigerator. He opened it up and quickly chugged down the whole drink. "WHOOO!" Clark exclaimed as he set it down. "I gotta tell you guys, I needed that. Fighting a fire is thirsty work."

"You fought a fire?" Jonathan asked, amused and proud of his son.
"A fireman to be precise."
"What did the poor man do to you?" Martha asked.
"No, see, this was a literal fireman. As in, he was on fire and shooting fire. Out of his hands. At me."
"Are you serious?"
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"I am very serious! It wasn't just me, the officers who came with me to the Kelvin house all saw him! This boy has some kind of....powers! He was shooting fire from his hands!"
"Now, now, Officer. It was fire and I'm sure you thought you saw something, but it is not possible that a man could do that. Isn't it possible that he was throwing around a torch or something?"
"Now you listen here! I know what I saw! There two men: Kelvin and The Blue Man!"
"A police officer."
"No, I had officers with me, but this man wasn't one and he had....he was strong, he was fast! As fast as the man from the bank! He IS the man from the bank!"
"Now, officer, look, I am a man of science. I am sure you thought you saw something, but, what you are describing is simply not possible. So unless I see some gosh darn proof, I am not putting this young man in a drug induced coma. Now, I will allow you to cuff him, but I will not do more than that."
"You are making a serious mistake! That boy is dangerous!"
"And you can question him after he's feeling better. Until then, please let us do our job."
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"So then I knocked him out and checked in on the police officers and ran off."
"Oh my...that is...wow. I don't know what to say about a day like that." Martha replied.
"I know, right? It was amazing. I had never really fought anybody before. I mean, those punks at the bank went down in one hit but this guy I could actually fight."
"How did it feel Clark?"
"Well, I can't say I enjoyed it, but it did feel good bringing him to justice and saving the police officers."
"Clark...did they recognize you?"
"They don't even know me, mom and besides I was wearing a mask when I was at the bank and I was wearing sunglasses this time."
"Alright, alright..now, Clark, I am glad you did this. You did the right thing, nobody is going to argue that. But, you do have to think about your secret." Jonathan started.
"I've been putting some thought to that actually." Clark toyed with the sunglasses. "And I have some ideas..."

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Back at the farm.

Jonathan was trying to work but he couldn't help but be worried about this son. He knew how strong Clark was, but who knew what his limits were. What if this pyro set him on fire? Could Clark withstand it? They knew about Clark surviving a grenade but a man with actual powers could potentially be much more dangerous than that. Or what if he was using some kind of device to cause the fires or something else?

"You're worried about him aren't you?" Martha asked as she walked out to talk with him.
"I just think he should have left these fires to the authorities Martha. We don't know what he is up against."
Martha placed a comforting hand on his cheek. "It's Clark. We know how tough that son of ours is. He's strong, he's fast and he's smart. One guy with a flamethrower? That won't be a problem for our boy. Now, would you like some help out here?"
"I'd love that Martha."

As the two got to work on the farm, a blue blur zipped past them and into the house. Jonathan and Martha followed quickly and discovered Clark in the kitchen, where Clark was retrieving an ice cold soda from the Refrigerator. He opened it up and quickly chugged down the whole drink. "WHOOO!" Clark exclaimed as he set it down. "I gotta tell you guys, I needed that. Fighting a fire is thirsty work."

"You fought a fire?" Jonathan asked, amused and proud of his son.
"A fireman to be precise."
"What did the poor man do to you?" Martha asked.
"No, see, this was a literal fireman. As in, he was on fire and shooting fire. Out of his hands. At me."
"Are you serious?"
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"I am very serious! It wasn't just me, the officers who came with me to the Kelvin house all saw him! This boy has some kind of....powers! He was shooting fire from his hands!"
"Now, now, Officer. It was fire and I'm sure you thought you saw something, but it is not possible that a man could do that. Isn't it possible that he was throwing around a torch or something?"
"Now you listen here! I know what I saw! There two men: Kelvin and The Blue Man!"
"A police officer."
"No, I had officers with me, but this man wasn't one and he had....he was strong, he was fast! As fast as the man from the bank! He IS the man from the bank!"
"Now, officer, look, I am a man of science. I am sure you thought you saw something, but, what you are describing is simply not possible. So unless I see some gosh darn proof, I am not putting this young man in a drug induced coma. Now, I will allow you to cuff him, but I will not do more than that."
"You are making a serious mistake! That boy is dangerous!"
"And you can question him after he's feeling better. Until then, please let us do our job."
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"So then I knocked him out and checked in on the police officers and ran off."
"Oh my...that is...wow. I don't know what to say about a day like that." Martha replied.
"I know, right? It was amazing. I had never really fought anybody before. I mean, those punks at the bank went down in one hit but this guy I could actually fight."
"How did it feel Clark?"
"Well, I can't say I enjoyed it, but it did feel good bringing him to justice and saving the police officers."
"Clark...did they recognize you?"
"They don't even know me, mom and besides I was wearing a mask when I was at the bank and I was wearing sunglasses this time."
"Alright, alright..now, Clark, I am glad you did this. You did the right thing, nobody is going to argue that. But, you do have to think about your secret." Jonathan started.
"I've been putting some thought to that actually." Clark toyed with the sunglasses. "And I have some ideas..."

"So?"
"They agreed to let me cuff him but nobody is believing us about the human flamethrower. So we'll wait. That kid is a major rage case and when he wakes up and starts rampaging, we'll run in and start spraying him down with the extinguisher." Nancy said to them.
"Alright, coffee?"
"I could use some. Thank you."
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Clark put on heavier clothing and walked out of the bathroom wearing a pair of glasses. "What do you think?"
"I don't get it." Jonathan commented.
Clark grinned. "It's genius! Actually, I have Lana to thank for it. See, thanks to that meteor rock she was wearing the first day, my coordination was off. The day after that, I was nervous and keeping my head down. So, basically, if I do that and act like a bit of a goof and like the other kids, I can deflect suspicion from myself. So when I go out and save people, they will look for the mysterious blue hero and not me."
Martha thought about all of this. "It does make sense and you could start acting in theater to help with your acting skills."
"You are right that it would help keep suspicion off of you." Jonathan agreed. "I can agree with it. Just be careful Clark and watch your back."
"I will dad and thank you both."
"Alright, I'll schedule a meeting with the eye doctor." Martha smiled.
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Gene Kelvin woke up in the hospital bed and tried to sit up, finding his wrist cuffed to the hospital bed. "What the? Where the f-k am I? HELLO?!"
A doctor walked into the room. "Hello Gene , how are you feeling?"
"How do you think I'm feeling? Why am I cuffed to a bed?"
"Well, you were involved in a fire at your house. It was burned to the ground and your father was injured. We're still trying to sort out the details. The police say you were attacked by a man?"
"A man? That freak in blue, yeah, yeah and I'm going to find that bastard."
"I am sorry Gene but you need to stay here and rest. You have taken quite the beating and-"
"I'm leaving."
"Gene, again, I'm sorry but you must stay put!"
"I.AM.LEAVING!" Gene pulled on the cuffs and broke out of them and whipped off the blanket. "And frying you!"
"HELP!"
Nancy dropped her cup and ran over to where the extinguisher was and broke open the glass with her baton, pulled it out and started running.
The doctor was knocked out of the room and as the doctors and nurses ran to help him up, they saw a man on fire, literally, walking out of the room. "WHO IS UP FOR A BBQ?!" He laughed maniacally.
"HEY!" Nancy ran over and started spraying him down, causing Gene to fall back as his body was cooled down by the extinguisher and then Nancy whacked him upside the head with the extinguisher and kicked him in the face. Thanks to the spray weakening him considerably, the hits dropped him. She kicked him again just to be sure. "I told you! HUMAN! FLAMETHROWER!" She walked out of the room. "Now help me with him, let's cuff him again and put him on a damn oxygen induced coma!"

Night.
Gene's friends were still parked in front of the gas station. It had been hours since the fire at Gene's house but despite his signal and what he told them, he hadn't shown up and they were getting tired of waiting. Finally, Reggie decided to just come out and say it. "I don't think he's coming."
"Whelp, I'm going home." The driver said and the truck drove away as the teens decided to just forget about the whole thing.

CREDITS!

lol go officer!! w00t

Does my heart good to see a police officer acting with a degree of competency. The end bit is funny yet true

Legato wrote:

Does my heart good to see a police officer acting with a degree of competency. The end bit is funny yet true

Thanks man.   

Four Years Ago during a cold Winter...

A Young Woman was driving in a pickup truck and listening to music on her way home. The snow was coming down hard around Smallville this year but it wasn't anything she could handle. Jane would be home before dinner and partying all Christmas long. She had a whole list of amazing presents she couldn't wait to give out. Jane was also planning to try and invite the Kents. Jonathan was great with jokes and storytelling after all.
A honking from behind her. Jane glanced up at the mirror and saw a truck honking it's horn and flashing it's lights at her. She smiled and politely went into the other lane to allow the driver to pass. The truck drove in with her and started to speed up. Jane, afraid now, went into the other lane again. The truck continued chasing her though and sped up even more, bumping into her and rocking Jane. Now very afraid, Jane sped up her truck, trying to get away but the truck continued ramming her. "Stop it! JUST GO AROUND!" Jane screamed as she tried to get away.
The truck suddenly pulled up alongside her and slammed against her truck. She could see the four men inside were laughing at her and cheering, obviously drunk. The truck hit her again and Jane lost control, her pickup going off the road and she found herself driving through the woods, past trees, bushes and off a ledge and into the lake, her truck disappearing beneath the waves. The truck sank like a stone and collided with the lake bottom, rocking Jane and making her hit her head on the dashboard, the glass cracking and breaking as the ice cold water rushed in. Jane screams soon turned into gurgles and then into silence as the lake froze over.
Jane was left on the bottom of the frozen lake surrounded by glowing frozen ice for months.

Her family and others searched for her high and low but it wasn't until the lake unfroze that her body was discovered and presumed dead. Her body was placed in the morgue and they were making the arrangements for her funeral when her eyes opened. A box. She was inside of a metal box and trapped.
Frightened, she banged on the metal box surrounding her and pushed and kicked and screamed, trying in vain to free herself as the box around her started to freeze solid. Soon, her leg broke through and she was able to pull herself free.
Jane had to take a moment to adjust to her surroundings. The bright lights shining down on her, the freezing cold air around her...where was she? Jane tried to sit up and fell off of the metal slab, landing on the floor. She turned and glanced around. A morgue. She was inside of the Smallville Morgue.
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"Aaaah....aaaahh....aaaaaahhhh!" She stumbled over to a table and lifted up papers. She saw her name. Jane Blake, age 17, found frozen in the bottom of a lake, death from car crash and freezing. Deceased. Deceased. Deceased. "No...no...no. NOOOOO!" She threw the papers against the wall and smashed the table. "NO!" It wasn't possible! She was alive! ALIVE! But the car wreck....she remembered it all now. The car crash had been caused by those men and she froze and drowned. February, early February now. She was down there for months before anybody had found her. Jane broke down and fell to her knees, sobbing. The air around her grew colder as the tears slowly slid down her face and froze, turning to ice and shattering on the marble floor of the morgue.

"What the hell is going on in-" The coroner walked in and stared at the sobbing blue creature in front of him. Her skin was a dark blue, her fingers and toes were black from frostbite, her hair lily white. As it continued sobbing, the morgue floor and walls started to freeze, ice forming from the air around them. "What...what are you? What the hell are you?"
"Please...please help me. Help me!" The creature pleaded as it stood up and walked towards him. In his fear, he grabbed a scalpel and swung it at the air. "G-Get away! Get the hell away from me!"
"No, please. I just need-"
"HELP! HEELLLLLP!"
She could hear people coming and saw shadows approaching the door. Jane turned and ran, grabbing a sheet off of a table and wrapping herself up with it and jumping through a window, crashing through it and running off into the night.

Jane ran through Smallville until she arrived at her house. Inside was her family. Her mom, her dad, her kid brother, all of them so sad. All of them sitting down to a dinner and comforting one another. Jane took a step forward...and saw her reflection. The black eyed, blue skinned creature staring back at her was not who she remembered. She touched her face and sat down, her back to the wall. The grass around her was freezing now. Jane was what that man had said: She had become a monster now. Wrapping herself tightly, she wandered off.

Mister Blake opened the window and looked out. "Is somebody there?"
"Is everything okay Rodger?"
"Well, I could have sworn I saw somebody..."

Jane walked through the forest until she came to the lake where she had been frozen. She by all rights should have died here. Yet she was alive again...how? Why? It wasn't to go back home, not yet, she couldn't go home to them looking like this. They would be afraid of her, just like the coroner was. If she had come back to life as a monster, there had to be a reason for it.
Then it hit her all at once. Of course, it was so simple a reason! What other to return to this world, than for revenge? To take her revenge out on the men who had destroyed her life! To make them suffer and freeze just as she had!
Jane dropped the sheet and stepped out onto the lake, freezing the water with her steps. She walked across the lake and it froze beneath her. Yes, Vengeance would be hers. She would find the men who had destroyed her life and make them suffer! "I will find you." She swore. "I WILL FIND YOU ALL!"
With that, Jane walked off into the darkness...

Present Time

A man was relaxing in his apartment with a beer and his cell phone in his hands. "Are you serious Rupert? The whole gang is getting back together in Smallville?" He asked.
"Damn right Bruno. It's been years since we've all seen each other. We'll hit up the bar, see the old places, drink and swap stories, it'll be fun!"
"B-But Smallville...isn't that where.."
"Oh come on! It's been four years! If anybody was going to bust us for that, they would have done by now! Nobody else knew we did it and we were drunk anyway. So who cares?"
"Yeah, you're right man. Alright, have you called up Kurtis?"
"That's the thing, I've been trying to, but he hasn't been picking up."
"Weird. Alright, I'll try him." Bruno shivered. He didn't know why, but he just got a cold chill. "Okay, see you in Smallville buddy." Bruno hung up and stood up, setting his drink down and walking over to the thermostat, trying to warm himself up as the room got colder. He reached the thermostat...and saw the numbers dropping rapidly. "What the hell?"
He heard a noise and saw a woman in black jeans and boots with a black-raincoat and hood over her head staring at him. "Jesus!" Bruno jumped, frightened at the sudden arrival.
"Not quite." Her voice was like a scratchy whisper, as if it was hard to talk. "Bruno....Bruno, Bruno, Bruno. I'll hand it to you, it took me awhile to find you."
A pale blue light started covering her hand. "Yeah? Well, bad luck for you!" Bruno reached back and pulled out a handgun. He took off the safety and raised it up. "Now you've got 10 seconds to tell me what you want before I go John Woo on your creepy butt!"
"Vengeance. For what you stole from me!"
"Stole? Stole what?"
"MY LIFE!" The woman screamed and a small knife formed out of thin air in her hand. She whipped it forward so fast that Bruno couldn't even see it before it went through the gun barrel and came out the other side, destroying his gun. "AHHH!" The woman lunged forward, grabbing Bruno by his mouth and silencing him. "You don't remember me? How about now?" She pulled back the hood to reveal her face. "Do you remember four years ago? In the snow? When you and your buddies drove me off the road?" Bruno's eyes widened in horror. "Thaaat's it. Now answer me: Are your other friends going to be there? All three? Well....I should ask, all two of them? I already paid Kurtis a visit. Tell me the truth, and I will spare you."
Bruno nodded several times. "Good. You see, I am revenge given form. I am Frostbite and I will not be satisfied until you have all paid for what you did to me that night."
She let Bruno fall to the floor. "Y-you....you have to understand!" Bruno sobbed. "We was drunk! We didn't know what we were doing! Never in a million years would we have done that sober!"
Frostbite studied him. "I believe you. And that is why you will live. But...you still must face your punishment."
"P-Punishment?"
"Breathe through your nose." She advised as the blue lights surrounded her hands once more.

Neighbors heard his screams and came running to find ice forming around the door. They tried breaking through it but it was no good so the police were called. They eventually broke down the door...to find that Bruno's apartment was covered in ice, with literally everything inside frozen solid. Bruno was frozen to the wall from the neck down with his mouth covered in ice. He was looking around in panic and breathing through his nose the best he could manage.

Frostbite stood on the rooftop of a Metropolis Building, savoring the sweet taste of victory. "Two down, two to go. Time to go back to Smallville. This will end where it began."

Much better than the last meteor freak with freeze powers on the actual show

Legato wrote:

Much better than the last meteor freak with freeze powers on the actual show

Sean Kelvin right? Yeah, he was kind of a punk. Icepick was better, but I think he was a metahuman, not a meteor freak.

And thank you man.   

Well that was a pretty gripping read

Definitely could visualize this

Froggy wrote:

Well that was a pretty gripping read

Definitely could visualize this

Admin wrote:

Frostbite stood on the rooftop of a Metropolis Building, savoring the sweet taste of victory. "Two down, two to go. Time to go back to Smallville. This will end where it began."

Clark adjusted his glasses as he walked into school. It had been a couple of days since his literal firefight and it was still the school's hot topic. Chloe and Lana had tossed names back and forth before coming up with 'The Human Flamethrower' for Gene and Clark was still being named. Right now, they were deciding between Ubermensch or The Big Blue Blur. Although, Jimmy did toss out Ultraman. Clark had to admit, it had a ring to it, but it wasn't quite what he was looking for. As for Gene's friends, they had denied having anything to do with it. Gene was kept in the hospital with claims that he'd been injured and was being kept under for his own safety.

Clark waved to Jimmy, who took a moment to recognize Clark with the glasses. "Hey man!"
"Hey yourself Jimmy."
"What's with the..."
"Glasses. Yeah, the eye doctor suggested I wear them."
"Oh, they look, kinda cool. It was a good selection."
"Thanks Jim."
Clark waved to Lana and Chloe. "Hey Clark, we're putting together a get well soon card for Gene. You want to sign it?"
"For Gene?"
"Yeah, I mean, he may have been a jerk but...losing his home and he and his dad being put in the hospital? He didn't deserve that."
(Oh, if only they knew the truth of Gene's rampage.) Clark thought to himself but smiled anyway. "Sure, I'll sign." Clark took out a pen and jotted down his name. "Those glasses look good on you Clark." Chloe smiled.
"Thanks Chloe."
Jimmy signed next and they headed off to class. Aside from everybody still talking about Blur and Flamethrower, life was normal. Clark acted slightly clumsy at points, just to push away any ideas of him being the Blur. After a few other classes and a speaker coming in to talk to everybody about fire safety, Clark got some time to himself. He was walking around the outside of the school and just enjoying his day when he heard a distant cry for help. It was faint at first, but then Clark closed his eyes and listened. Finding it's source, he made certain that nobody was watching him and sped off, reaching into his bookbag for his suit.
He arrived at the scene wearing sunglasses and a blue motorcycle jacket to find...a cat stuck in a tree with a little girl trying to convince it to come down. It was rather high up there too. "Cats huh? Any idea how he got up there?"
"She. She climbed up and now I can't get her to come down."
"I see. Well don't worry about it. I'll have your cat down in a second."
"Really?"
"Really." Clark smiled. "Watch this." He hopped up to the branch that the cat was clinging onto, grabbed hold with one hand, gently picked up the cat with the other and hopped back down, landing and holding the cat gently. He handed the cat back to the girl. The cat mewed happily as the girl embraced her. "Thank you! Thank you so much Mister!"
"Blur. Call me Blur." Clark smiled and walked away. "You take care now!"
"You too! Thanks again!" Clark waved and sped off, returning to school in his street clothes in time for lunch.