Chapter 48: The World Will Be Avery's Playground
"Meteorite? What about the meteorite?"
Jonathan asked, confused by his younger son's words.
"Clark's strength isn't invincible. When he gets close to a meteorite, he feels weak and uncomfortable, like an acute allergic reaction."
He turned to his parents.
"Is this true?
Clark, why haven't you and David ever told your mother and me?"
Jonathan's eyes widened. His two sons had kept such an important secret from them.
"You're both busy enough taking care of the farm,"
Clark explained with a strained smile.
He felt his parents were already worried enough about his abnormality, but fortunately, his extraordinary abilities sometimes allowed them to worry less about him.
"If you knew I was allergic to meteorites, I was afraid you'd worry about me even more."
"Clark..."
Martha sighed, pulling her eldest son into a hug with a pained expression.
"Maybe... it would be good for me to be a normal person."
Clark hesitated.
In the past, when he had powers, he often felt lonely due to being different from others. After his brother also revealed his abilities, he rarely experienced that emotion anymore.
"It's just..."
Clark wouldn't be completely discouraged by losing his powers, but if he lost his abilities, wouldn't his younger brother have no restraints at all? He wouldn't be able to stop him from doing anything anymore.
Seeing Clark look at him with hidden worry, David knew what he was thinking and rolled his eyes.
"Son, as long as you're healthy, that's all that matters."
His parents comforted Clark, saying it was fine if he lost his powers and became a normal person.
"Whether you can lift a pickup truck or not, you're still our son."
Jonathan thought for a moment and said, "At least you won't have to hide things anymore."
Clark also thought of the benefits of becoming a normal person. First, he wouldn't have to avoid various sports at school, and he wouldn't have to dodge or embarrass himself because of Lana's necklace anymore.
"Lana..."
Thinking of how he could join the football team and interact freely with Lana, his eyes lit up slightly.
Perhaps this wasn't such a bad thing after all.
"Yesterday, it might not have been just you who lost your powers."
Seeing the son of Krypton start daydreaming and forgetting everything else, David shook his head.
"What?"
Clark coughed, suppressing his thoughts, and put on a serious expression as if listening intently.
"Lightning struck down from the sky, hitting you and Avery."
Facing his confused parents and Clark, he analyzed, "You're one thing, but why didn't Avery turn into charcoal?"
"—He likely awakened his abilities."
After being struck by powerful lightning, which had turned green from Kryptonite, and passing through his body unharmed, David didn't believe Avery wouldn't have undergone some mutation.
"This..."
Clark's expression changed.
"David, we have to go check on Avery's house!"
...
"Avery, where did you go yesterday?"
At the dinner table, his mother asked with a worried face.
"I went to your room to tidy up, but why is your backpack missing, and your clothes are tattered, as if they were burned by fire?"
"I'm fine."
Facing his mother's concern, Avery, with a grim expression, replied while eating the steak on his plate.
Something incredible had happened to him yesterday. After being struck by lightning, he had gained god-like power.
But at the same time, he later discovered that something could still restrain him, who should have been invincible on this planet—meteorites.
"When I get close to a meteorite, I become weak and uncomfortable, even in pain, and weaker than a normal person. I can't even stand."
Because his father was a geography teacher, there were many rock specimens in the garage, including meteorites.
Avery had conducted several experiments after returning home and confirmed this.
"Why do I have such power, yet also such a fatal flaw!"
His eyes fierce, he couldn't help but clench his fists, this preventing many of his grand plans from coming to fruition.
Avery truly couldn't tolerate having such a fatal weakness when he should have been able to do anything he wanted on this planet!
"You're already out of school, why aren't you home?"
Seeing his son's sullen expression, not taking things seriously and lost in his own thoughts, Reagan's face was full of anger as he sternly questioned him.
"Are you not coming out because you're not eating?
You're always so disobedient, do you know how embarrassing you made me at school yesterday!"
The son of a geography teacher known for his strictness couldn't even finish his geography homework, making him a joke in the office.
"Say less," Martha said, patting her husband's arm at the dinner table.
"That's enough!"
But Avery, filled with indignation, suddenly exploded, leaping to his feet, twisting the knife and fork in his hands, and glaring at his father.
"I'm eighteen now, it's not your place to tell me what to do."
He remembered the embarrassment of being reprimanded in front of everyone in class yesterday.
"You don't want me to tell you? Your grades now are so bad, it's uncertain if you can even get into college!"
His son's defiance caused Reagan to stand up abruptly, ignoring his wife's pleas, his eyes blazing with anger and frustration as he glared at his son.
"Do you want to live on welfare in the future!"
"Heh... college?"
Avery's face was filled with disdain and mockery.
"Your vision is only that limited!"
"You have no idea the kind of power I possess now." He clenched his fist, feeling a terrifying strength that tanks and planes couldn't match, a look of infatuation and greed appearing in his eyes.
"My future is beyond the imagination of a mere geography teacher in a small-town high school!"
He threw the deformed knife and fork onto the ground, and, thinking of something, a hint of ferocity in his smile, he wiped his hands.
"I'm going to leave this place that has confined me for eighteen years and now makes me extremely uncomfortable."
This town was covered in Meteorites; everywhere he looked, there was something that could restrain him.
But as long as he left this town, he could do anything he wanted, and the world would be his playground, Avery's!
...
He reassured his parents that he would be fine and left with his brother.
Walking on the muddy, waterlogged road, Clark was filled with worry.
"If Avery has abilities, he shouldn't use them to act recklessly..."
As he said this, he recalled Avery's daring act of standing on the bridge railing in the strong wind, listening to rock music, his rebellious and defiant demeanor making him lack confidence.
"Avery, sometimes you have to respect other people's destinies," David said coldly, remembering the cause of this series of events.
"What do you mean?"
"Let go of your savior complex!"
Standing on the bridge railing like an idiot during a thunderous, windy day, listening to music with his headphones, thinking he looked cool, he deserved whatever happened to him.
"People should bear the consequences of their actions."
Even if something happened to someone like that, he wouldn't feel a shred of sympathy.
David hadn't directly told Clark he was meddling when they were inside with their parents.
"Do you like being a nanny so much?"
"He's just a teenager going through puberty, don't be so harsh on him, David."
Clark couldn't stand by and watch someone in need. Seeing his brother's lack of goodwill towards Avery, he wanted to persuade him to be more tolerant.
He really hoped there wouldn't be a conflict, as they might see Avery soon.
"Do you remember how old you are?"
David retorted.
"..."
Due to his unique circumstances, Clark had encountered many unusual experiences and troubles that children his age hadn't. He was generally more mature than his peers.
However, he was only eighteen.
Hoo!
The two were walking.
Suddenly, David stopped, narrowing his eyes.
A figure on the road a hundred meters away streaked past at tens of times the speed of sound, vanishing into the distance like a bolt of lightning. Even with his eyesight, Clark could only catch a blurry trail, unable to get a clear look at the person.
This scene felt so familiar, but...
Clark, now an ordinary person, wondered why David had stopped. He glanced over in that direction but saw nothing.
"What's up, David?"
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