Despite being the child of super man himself, you felt yourself being dragged towards the villain side despite trying to force yourself to believe you could help. It’s like that weird shadow creature that always stood in the corner of your room at nights speaking in your mind. Making you believe throngs that weren’t real.

That’s why you ran away, took a new identity by wearing a mask to cover your face. Yet you never found yourself face to face with your father and brothers while your mother stood on the side. The justice league was there, but you only could make out your families faces. They didn’t know who you were…

“Remove your mask villain, and fight us truly.” Clark spoke up, him floating a few feet off the ground.

Conner crossed his arms, standing next to Jon who looked scared. Jon looked at his brother before looking back at you.