#1 Posted by Walkingstone (10636 posts) - - Show Bio

Set on Krypton. All characters remain the property of DC. Disclaimer, this bares little or no resemblance to canon events, it's just my interpretation of how things should have happened.

"I cannot believe you are pursuing this, Jur-El!" a tall, well-built man shouted loudly. "How can you say this will happen when all of the evidence points to the contrary?"

"All of the evidence?" Jur-El, a taller, marginally slighter man said, one jet black brow raised and ice blue eyes pinning the younger man where he stood. "Have you reviewed my findings, brother?"

Zor-El sighed deeply, pinching between his eyes. His long, shaggy blonde hair framed a face that was clearly younger than the older man but with more worry and laughter lines. "I reviewed it. The Council appointed me as advisor... I have to look at both sides of the argument, you know that. The other evidence is compelling, more compelling than the fear that the sun will go nova."

"Then that is what you must tell the Council," Jur-El said easily. "It is not accurate but if you believe it is then you must stand by your beliefs." The older man returned to the construction of the ship, small and sleek with barely enough room for a child.

After a long silence where the younger man watched his brother work he said, "The Council is ordering that no ships can leave."

"Then they are fools and I will have to defy them."

It was said so matter-of-factly that it shocked Zor-El to his core. "You really are serious, aren't you, brother?"

"Our planet is dying," Jor-El said firmly, the fire of belief in his eyes. "I will not allow my son to die with it. He will live and grow strong, he is our legacy."

"Where are you sending him?" Zor-El asked softly.


Zor-El blinked, his face paling. "They're savages! You cannot send him there as a defenseless baby. They will tear him apart or worse, use him as a scientific experiment. Brother, please, there must be somewhere better."

With a soft, sad smile, Jor-El shook his head. "No, brother, Earth is the best place I can find. Humans have such capacity for love and evolution, above and beyond any other species we have ever encountered."

"They have the same capacity for cruelty and destruction, brother," Zor-El said softly.

Jor-El looked up at that and was surprised to see real fear in his brother's eyes. They had been known to have quite vocal disagreements, the last ending in a two year silence. Since the threat, the Council had asked Zor-El to investigate if the threat was real and the silence had ended. Now he realised that his brother was truly scared for Kal-El's safety. "What other option to I have?"

"Go with him," Zor-El offered.

A sad smirk crossed Jor-El's lips and he shook his head. "No, my absense would be noticed too quickly and they would call the ship back. He must escape, I cannot jeopardise this by my selfish need to see my son grow up."

"Send someone else with him then. Someone no one will notice?"

"But who?"

There was a general sense of fear throughout the people as Kara made her way home. People had listened to the assurances from the Council but they still feared what her uncle Jor-El had predicted. They trusted their leaders though. They would be safe. Kara offered her mother a sweet smile as she stepped into their home.

Crystals shimmered around her and she slipped out of her white robe, placing it on the side. "Is father home from Uncle Jor-El's lab yet?"

"Not yet, Kara," Allura said with a soft smile. "How were lessons today?"

"Frustrating," Kara shrugged. "I find the subjects simplified and the tuition too restrictive. Next term, I would like to work with father at the Science Institute. I believe I would get more out of it."

Allura didn't add that this was assuming there was a next term. Their daughter was always the optimist. She was sweet and caring, the kind of girl any parent would be proud of. "I will speak to your father about it."

"Thank you, mother," Kara said solemnly. Her serious expression lasted all of five seconds before she grinned widely and bounced over to her mother, throwing her arms around her.

Laughing lightly, Allura returned the embrace and kissed her cheek. "Silly girl. Besides, if you worked with your father, it would free up your time to help more at home."

"True!" Kara grinned. "Which is an even better reason."

Zor-El paused in the doorway to observe his wife and daughter. They looked so happy and relaxed. It tore him apart to know what he was going to do. "An even better reason to do what?"

"Work with you!" Kara declared brightly as she let her mother go to embrace her father just as fiercely. "If I may, next term."

Holding his daughter close, he met his wife's eyes and knew she saw the fear in his own. "Kara... ah, my sweet Kara, there won't be a next term."

It took a moment for his words to sink in and then Kara felt coldness seep into her bones. "W... why not?"

Zor-El leaned back to cup his girl's chin in soft fingers. "I have reviewed your Uncle's findings and I agree. I have taken you out of school, we need your help, my daughter."

"Help?" Kara's eyes were filling with tears but she would do anything her father asked her.

"We are building ships to escape. One has already been constructed for your cousin Kal-El and Jor-El has started work on a second for you. We will send you ahead to protect Kal-El when he reaches Earth."

"But you're coming, aren't you?" she asked quickly, her voice hitching.

Zor-El smiled as he brushed his daughter's cheek and prayed she wouldn't see the lie in his eyes as he said, "Of course. We will build a third ship for myself, your mother and your aunt and uncle."

"Then why can't I come with you?" she insisted, fear warring with frustration in her heart.

"Because it is better this way," Zor-El told her firmly in the tone that meant she wasn't to argue any more. "Don't fret, little Kara, everything will be fine. Do you trust me?"

"Yes, father! Of course I trust you."

He smiled as he brushed the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs. "Then trust that everything will be fine."

The design for the ship had to be slightly more advanced for Kara because she was that much older than her cousin but once it was agreed, the two brothers wasted no time before constructing it. According to Jor-El's calculations, they had barely a month before the star exploded. As neither man was willing to put their children in danger, they juggled the building of the ship with doing everything as normally as they could. They both continued to go to Council meetings, they both kept up their research and they both lied their way through their last month.

Zor-El slid the final crystal into place then stood back. Kara's ship was finished. He glanced up at his brother and saw the same grim determination that mirrored his own. "Go and get her. Prepare Kal-El."

All Jor-El could do was nod as he touched both ships and sent a prayer to the Gods of Krypton to keep their children safe. Lara and Allura had taken to spending all of their time together with the baby and Kara. It was as if the older women wanted to burn their memories into their children's minds. It was certainly something that Jor-El understood. Recently he had discovered what a sweet, loving child his brother had raised and now he knew he would never see her again.

As he approached the home of Zor-El and his wife Allura In-Ze, Jor-El let his determination fill his mind. Krypton had to continue. The House of El had to go on. There was no other option. He paused in the doorway much the same way his brother had a month ago and watched the family bond as closely as they could. Lara was the first to see him and he smiled sadly for his wife.

"It is time," he said gravely. "We have only a few hours before the nova."

Kara's head shot up and she gasped. No! It couldn't be this close! She frantically begged the Gods to give them more time. Please! Her eyes filled with tears as she hugged her mother tightly, refusing to let the woman go before the launch.

Lara shifted the weight of her baby in her arms so that she could smile down at his sweet face. He was smiling at her and it pulled at something deep inside her. She felt her husband's hand on her shoulder and she let herself be guided away.

He felt as if he was some kind of executioner. He had sentenced his people and now he condemned his family along with them. Judge, jury and executioner... But none of it mattered so long as Kal-El continued, so long as his boy breathed clean, safe air and grew up to be the good man Jur-El knew he would be. Surprisingly it was even quicker back to the launch site where his brother was sorting out the final checks for take-off. Kal-El was to go first, so they knew his ship was clear before they launched Kara.

The moment she entered the crystal hall, Kara froze. "There are only two ships!" she gasped. "Why are there only two?"

Zor-El glanced up and met his daughter's panicked eyes. "Because it only takes two to keep the Kryptonians alive."

"NO!" Kara sobbed. "Please, father, you have to come with me!"

Allura gripped her baby close as she weaved her to the larger of the craft. "Hush now, little Kara. Do you trust us?"

Kara nodded, her cheeks stained with her tears.

"Then trust that you will see us again," Allura promised as she wiped away the tears.

All Kara could do was cry and hug her mother tightly. "I will wait for you on Earth," she promised. As she turned, she saw her Uncle and Aunt put her cousin into his ship. Aunt Lara was crying but both of them seemed to be at peace with it. The hatch closed on the baby and it was as if it had closed on their hearts. Lara turned to her husband and buried her head in his chest, crying softly.

"Come now, my daughter," Zor-El said solemnly. He put his hands on her cheeks and kissed her forehead before guiding her to her own vessel. She slipped off her robe and climbed into the liquid goop that would keep her in suspended annimation for the long journey to Earth. The last thing she saw was the smile of her father as he too sealed the hatch on his only child.

#2 Posted by Jean_Luc_LeBeau (82980 posts) - - Show Bio

Nice job, you really have some talent babe.

#3 Posted by Mighty Magneto (13075 posts) - - Show Bio

great job Walkingstone has Methos seen this yet

#4 Posted by Cosmic Sentinel (3733 posts) - - Show Bio

Nice work.

#5 Posted by Walkingstone (10636 posts) - - Show Bio

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#6 Posted by Walkingstone (10636 posts) - - Show Bio

The women were holding each other up, their grief like a physical force around them. The two brothers turned to each other and moved to the controls for launch. It was then that the first tremor began, knocking Zor-El from his feet. His knees hit the floor hard but he managed to stagger back up and run to his console.

"Launch sequence set," Jur-El called above the rumble.

The nasal tones of the computer sounded, "Coutdown set. Five... four... three... two..."

Kal-El's ship roared to life, blinding them all with a flash of light as it exploded from the launch bay, leaving a hole in the crystal roof above them. Four sets of eyes watched the ship get smaller and smaller until it left the atmosphere.

Zor-El performed the last checks on his daughter's ship, gripping the sides of the console as another quake shook the complex. Crystal columns crashed down around them, adding to the now continuous rocking. "Sequence set!" he shouted. Before he could start the countdown though he felt a set of rough hands pull him backwards. He stared up into a helmet with the Council's crest on it.

"You will come with us," a deep voice told them.

He looked around to see Jor-El and Lara were already bound but his wife was nowhere to be seen. How could he come this close and yet be stopped short? This was so unfair! How did Kal-El get to live when Kara must perish with them all? What cosmic force decided who could live and who had to die? He was dragged forcefully away, bitter frustration and fear roaring in his ears. "Please!" he screamed, "you have to let me start the countdown!"

"You have disobeyed the Council," the deep voice told them all. "You will be tried and convicted as traitors."

Jor-El actually let out a deep, ironic laugh. "Tried? They had better hurry if they intend to carry out any sentence! What will they do, kill us again?"

All Zor-El could see was his daughter's ship still dormant on the pad. This wasn't fair! His baby, his only child, how was this fair! "Please!"

"Resistence is useless, you will come with us."

Zor-El struggled frantically against the guards until he was dragged from view, the last thing he'd ever see was his own failure to save his daughter. Another quake shook them all violently and a pillar toppled down right above them. The huge pieces of crystal smashed into the group, crushing several guards outright and trapping Zor-El and his brother beneath it.

His legs were crushed, Jor-El thought. He couldn't feel them, which he was sure was a blessing. Staring around in the settling dust, he found the face of his beloved, her glassy eyes no longer looking into this world. Movement beside him made him strain round to see his brother beside him.

"Lara is dead," he told Zor-El.

Gripping his brother's hand, Zor-El nodded in grief and pain. "So are we."

"Let us hope Kal-El is safe."

"I pray for his safety, brother, even though I mourn for Kara."

Allura watched as the men dragged her husband and his brother away. She had been beside Kara's craft, deciding that it was better to die by the ship's blast than to live with the pain of loss she felt. When the guards had come, she'd ducked down behind the ship to hide. She wouldn't let them part her from her girl.

When everything had gone quiet, she snuck back out and bit her lip. What was she meant to do? Zor-El had never shown her how to operate the launch mechanism. She padded over to the console and stared at it. She could read it easily enough but she'd never been an engineer like her husband, preferring the arts to the sciences. If she could just wake Kara up, she would know what to do. But that was silly.

With a sigh, Allura was about to press the most likely looking button but another shake knocked her to the floor. An ominous creak from above her made her look up and she screamed as a huge piece of the dome came loose directly over her head. She slammed her hand down on the console and prayed she'd hit the right thing just as the crystal smashed into her.

"Countdown initiated. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."

#7 Posted by Hagane Enna (7388 posts) - - Show Bio

Wow...I love it.

#8 Posted by The WeatherMan (3261 posts) - - Show Bio

This is pretty good. Why doesn't DC take you in? Send them some work, and you never know.


#9 Posted by Walkingstone (10636 posts) - - Show Bio

Wow thanks guys. I've never sent anything to DC. Maybe I'll send this stuff.

#10 Posted by Hagane Enna (7388 posts) - - Show Bio

It couldn't hurt to try. As they say in the lotto: hey y'never know

#11 Posted by Zaraki Ichigo (6439 posts) - - Show Bio

Bueatiful work there WS.

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#13 Edited by cbishop (9524 posts) - - Show Bio

I found this on the 2nd to last page of the FF forum, and now it's in my FF Long Box. Great story. :)

#14 Posted by dngn4774 (4892 posts) - - Show Bio

@cbishop:You must of been a pirate in another life, they way you keep finding treasure on this board! xD Now I'm kinda bummed out that this user doesn't write anymore. Nothing worse in reading fanfic when you can't give proper credit to a great author.

@walkingstone: Given that you haven't posted in over 5 years, you'll probably never read this or reply back, but I'd like to thank you anyway for writing this. If you're still out there keep up the good work.

#15 Posted by cbishop (9524 posts) - - Show Bio

@dngn4774: Right? I was impressed with this story....And yar, I may've been a pir'te at that, matey. Tell anyone, an' I may 'ave to keelhaul yer. ;)