#interconnectedbonds

How many times has she lost and gain Kara back? It feels like an almost endless cycle by now. Even though this is a different Kara from a different Earth, different universe, Astra still feels the same care for her niece, as she always would. But now, now there was something just a little bit different within Astra. She had someone else to look after, to care for. Someone who this Kara could potentially hurt. Astra had promised that she’d look after Lara and Astra never, never broke her promises. Even if it would cost herself. 

Tal hadn’t expected his freedom to last long -- Kal’s son had delayed him enough to be recaptured. A surprising show of strength from one so young, and one tainted with human genes. But for now, it’s a return to his cell, with nothing but the books and the Kryptonite lighting to keep him company.

“Prepare for what? I don’t have any powers...not like Superboy over there....or wait do you have that trademarked?” He asked, looking up at his uncle curiously. Slight bitterness at his brother aside it was a valid question. He sighed and looked down at the football he was holding. “I dunno I’m trying to be fine with it but...I’m not fine.”

“Actually it is trademarked so don’t be using it or I will strike you with copyright law.” Kon quipped. He wasn’t actually that strict. He’d never hit anyone with the intellectually property laws. “I’m kidding I actually don’t care that much.” Kon knew what it was like to be jealous. He’d been jealous of Clark’s powers for a really long time. “Listen it’ll happen eventually. I didn’t get mine until I was  eighteen. When you see me flying around and punching buildings at sixteen that’s just my TTK. Scientists couldn’t jump start my powers either.” 

comforting starters || @interconnectedbonds

comforting starters || @interconnectedbonds

A nightmare. A horrible, very real one. He had hoped not having one of them while being here, or at least not making any sounds if he had one. Well, he had failed on both accounts now.

Tim raised a brow. "I don't think you mean that." He knew Jonathan loved his brother. Didn't mean they always agreed, but if it was something Tim had learnt early it was that both would die for the other. Hopefully, it would never come to that.

"Yeah, lucky me," he replied with a chuckle, not wanting to tell Jonathan about the loneliness growing up. How he had often been alone in the penthouse besides the daily visits from the housekeeper.

"I'm Yoyo... I'm..." Would she hate him if she found out what he was? She would eventually, Clark would tell her, so better to have it done with. "I'm a clone of Clark and a human called Dick Grayson. A place called Cadmus made me and they lied about a lot of things, but I wasn't what they wanted so they were going to put me back in stasis, but I ran away and discovered the world wasn't as they told me and that Superman and Nightwing didn't consent to their DNA being used. The army found me after I had stopped a bank robbery and I met Superman and then Clark, who didn't tell me who he was, and he took me home and I eventually found out he's Superman and there's something with my genes and Clark said you might be able to help and you're kind of my grandmother and... sorry... I-I shouldn't say that. Do you hate me now? I'm just a clone and Clark didn't even agree to me being made."