Chapter 1: In the Beginning

First, a little back-story...

My younger sister and I were raised on a farm doing all the farm stuff you'd expect. Feed the animals then clean up after the animals. You can figure out all of it on your own. I have faith in you.

My name is Kal - my sister is Kara ... and this is our story.

The morning I woke up on my 12th birthday, something was different! Suddenly, I could work all day without getting tired or breaking a sweat. Everything I picked up felt like it was a feather instead of its normal weight. A bale of hay that got me out of breath just trying to pick up now was as easy as grabbing a stick off the ground. Chasing the chickens to put them in their coops became the easiest thing in the world. It was like they were in slow motion compared to me.

The strangest thing of all was that anything I touched - I practically destroyed by simply putting my hands around it. I almost killed one of Mom's prize chickens. Thankfully, I realized that I had to use a gentler touch.

Something was different!

My younger sister Kara didn't seem to have any of these 'things' happen to her. I found her working in the barn straining to do most of the things, which suddenly were 'easy' for me.

I showed her some of my new 'abilities.' She seemed impressed. I even picked her up and put her on my shoulder like she was nothing!

"Kal," she asked, "what's happened to you?"

"I don't know Kara ... yesterday was the same-old thing Today, I can do all of this stuff. I don't get it?"

"Have you talked to Mom and Dad about it?" she asked.

"I don't really know if I should. I'm not going to say anything until a few days pass by in case this isn't permanent. On Friday, I'll talk to them both," I said, "Can you keep the secret until then?"

"Sure, no big deal," my eleven-year-old sister said breaking into the smile that she always does ... Something about her seemed different to me - she doesn't look like anything has changed.

With all of our chores done, she helped me test out some of my new abilities.

I had her stand on my hand, and I lifted her into the air ... she couldn't stop giggling while I was trying not to drop her. I gently, put her back on the ground. She gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I asked, "What was that for?"

"My big strong brother, I thought you deserved a reward. I'm sorry if I embarrassed you," she said.

"No, it was just strange ... you'd never done that before," I explained.

"Let's find out how fast you are now?" she said.

"How do we do that?" I questioned.

We both thought about that for a while and then apparently - she had an idea.

"Run around the barn one complete time. I did it once in 25 seconds," she said stopping to look at her watch, "Go!"

I completed my circuit, and she looked first at her watch hitting it for some reason.

"What's wrong, how fast was I?"

"I think my watch must be broken ... you did it in only nine seconds," she said.

"Really! I wasn't even trying very hard. I don't feel out of breath. Let's do it again - Tell me when?"


I was back at her side.

"Well, why didn't you run that time?" she said.

"I did but I tried to run all out as fast as I could possibly go.

"Well, do it again. Touch me on the shoulder just before you start. Touch me again when finished ... and GO!"

I did as she asked.

She said that only two seconds had passed. Something is very wrong — with either her watch ... or me.

We went over to Dad's tractor. She said to try to raise the front end of it off the ground. I told her that was crazy, but she insisted. Just under the front axle I gripped and carefully tried to do as she asked. It was coming off the ground ... holy moly ... I'm really strong. But how can that be? Yesterday I was plain old Kal Kent, brother to Kara, son of John and Martha Kent — today, to use my sister's words ... I'm Super-Kal!

Over the next few days after finishing all of our chores, we'd find a place testing out what else I could do. On Friday, Mom and Dad left us alone to head into town for some stuff. They would be gone for at least two hours.

I got bored running around the barn it didn't fell far enough to test me. Kara thought that running around the outside perimeter of our property would be a good long distance. We figured out the distance was one and a half miles. I took a not-so-fast attempt, and she timed me at two and a quarter, minutes. That meant I ran that at about 40 miles per hour!

We now knew that I had to talk to Mom and Dad and tell them everything. Dad had mentioned that we had some holes in our fence that surrounded our property. I noticed them on my fast jog around our place. With Kara's help, I fixed them all and picked up each of our cattle that had wandered away and placed them back inside.

Fixing the fence was a blast - Kara drove the tractor that carried the barbed wire I needed. Together, we found the first post. I picked it up and like swinging a hatchet - I drove it back into the ground. It stayed up! I put on the gloves she brought and fixed the barbed wire. She handed me a nail - I drove it into the post and bent it over thus holding the fence to the post better than ever. All told, there were about thirty of these to be fixed. I hadn't broken a sweat while Kara was perspiring all the way through her top.

When we got back to the house and barn, Mom and Dad were unloading the truck. They saw us, looked at one another and then Dad said, "Help us unload this stuff please? Martha, give that to your daughter to carry. That's what kids are for!"

"Jonathan Clark Kent - that's really irresponsible for you to say. In front of your own children," she berated him, but they followed up most conversations with a kiss.

Since she was sitting while the rest of us were all unloading, Mom asked, "What did the two of you do today after you finished your chores?"

I suppose this was as good a time as any, so I began, "It's funny Mom, a few days ago - on my birthday ... some really strange things started happening to me. I was waiting until today to talk to you and Dad, in case they had gone as quickly as they came."

The two of them looked at each other, and Mom said, "What ... kinds of things happened, Kal?"

I explained most of the stuff I had experienced as we all finished unloading the truck. To explain my newfound strength I picked up the truck ... completely off the ground. Kara giggled. Mom and Dad looked aghast. I also told them about my speed and my strength, by bending a nail into a pretzel shape.

Mom looked pale as I helped her to a chair. Dad pulled up one as well getting Kara on his lap. They proceeded to tell my sister and me a story.

Mom began, "Kal, 11 years ago your father, and I were heading into Smallville. About halfway there, something appeared in the sky off in the distance. I told your father to stop the truck. We watched it whatever it was, and it eventually landed ... er no, skidded to a stop in our cornfield. There was no crater and no explosion."

"Kids," Dad said, taking over, "We waited for a while to see if anything happened?"

"What do you mean, Daddy?" Kara asked.

"Well," he said, "It didn't land hard enough to be just a big rock. It seemed to glide into its landing ... like it had been guided."

"After a few hours, all the dust had cleared, and we walked over to it. It wasn't a rock; it was ... it looked like a kind of spaceship. I went up to it, and it was cool to the touch. I saw what look like a lever, so I pressed it. A completely noiseless opening of the top occurred, and we saw two babies ... you and your sister!"

"You mean - we're from another country?" I presumed.

"No, not another country. We got the two of you in the truck and took you home ... to our home. I came back with the tractor put a chain around it and pulled the 'spaceship' to our barn."

"Then we waited," mom said motioning for me to get up on her lap.

I thought I was too big and too old to be on someone's lap, but I did enjoy it.

"Waited for what?" I asked.

"To see if anyone announced that two infants were missing," dad said. "Your mother stayed home with you two, and I took the truck into town to get the Metropolis' Daily Planet newspaper. If it wasn't in there it wasn't anywhere. For a week, I did this. Then..."

"Then, your father and I created the story, that you were left on our porch. In light of no information about you, we created some ... and you became our children! Follow me," mom said getting up.

We all got up and followed Mom and Dad to the barn. He took a very dusty oversized blanket off exposing the 'spaceship' we had been inside. I looked at it and most of it was a very strange-looking set of diagrams or pictures. The only thing in English was near the opening. It said, "Guard and care for Kal and Kara!"

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