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Chapter 16: The Smallville Warning
The news report blared across a monitor in Alex's private jet: a series of powerful tornadoes were tearing through Kansas, aimed straight at the heart of Smallville. His enhanced senses could feel the subtle energy signature from miles away—an unnatural, chaotic force that was no natural storm. He knew this was no random weather event, but its source was unknown. He had no time to waste.
He pulled up a digital map, his NZ-48-enhanced mind tracing the path of the vortex. Clark Kent, the future Superman, was there, but he was still a boy, just learning to control his abilities. It was a perfect storm of chaos and potential catastrophe, and Alex was in a race against time. He landed his jet in a secluded field just outside of Smallville, his body a blur of motion as he activated his breathing style and moved towards the storm's center.
Alex moved with the impossible speed of a demon slayer, cutting through the swirling winds. He found the Kent farm just as the first tornado was about to rip through the house. Johnathan Kent, a brave but powerless man, was out in the field, trapped in the path of the storm. Without hesitation, Alex activated his grappling hook. The small device, a fusion of Stark tech and his own design, fired a precise cable that wrapped around Johnathan's leg and yanked him back to safety. The tornado roared past just seconds later, leveling the barn instead of the house.
The Kent family's faces were a mixture of shock and gratitude as the winds died down. Alex approached them, his expression serious.
"Who are you?" Clark Kent asked, his voice full of curiosity.
Ding
[Credits Earned: +6 (Contact with Hero - Clark Kent)]
[Current Credits: 17]
"That's not important right now, Clark," Alex replied, his voice firm. "What's important is that I know who you are."
The Kent family's faces went grim, all of them prepared to fight a battle they couldn't win. They were a family of secrets, but Alex was a master of them. He pulled out a small device, and a holographic map of Smallville appeared in the air, a network of red lines pulsing from the Kent farm to every corner of the town.
"This is a supersonic speed detector," Alex explained. "It shows your... runs. I'm not here to capture you. I'm here to warn you. There are people out there who will do anything to get their hands on a person with your abilities. You want to help, but it puts your family at risk."
His words hung heavy in the air. Johnathan Kent, the heart of the family, was seething, but he couldn't deny the truth.
"I'm also here for another reason," Alex continued. "I want you to join us. I know I sound like a cult leader, but have you heard of Iron Man and Batman?"
Clark's eyes lit up. "Yes! Of course, I have. They're awesome!" he said excitedly.
"When you make your mind up, come to me," Alex said, handing Clark a small card with the Genesis logo and an encrypted phone number. He turned to leave, but Martha Kent stopped him.
"You've been through so much. Please, stay for dinner."
"Another time, Mrs. Kent," Alex said with a smile. "Clark, I suggest you get a job at the Daily Planet. They could use a guy like you."
Alex walked away from the family, his mission complete. He spoke into a small comms device. "Send in the team. There's a mineral deposit I want them to collect. The green one."
Alex returned to his jet, the system's new credit total a silent confirmation of his success. He was now on a new mission: to investigate the unnatural tornado and find the person who caused it. The search would likely lead him to a very powerful telepath, and Alex knew just where to start looking. The search would likely lead him to the X-Mansion, where he was sure to find the person behind the storm, Ororo Munroe (Storm), but there was another reason—Jean Grey.