2 Chapter 1

8 YEARS AFTER.

It's been a couple of years since I've been reborn into the Grayson home. My brother Mark and I still shared the same room even then but I don't doubt that will change someday soon.

My father Nolan keeps his job as a full-time superhero, dashing around the globe trying to 'help' the people and earning their trust as one of it's strongest 'protectors'.

Yes I know why he's doing it and who he's doing it for. I can't stop the man even if I had my telekinesis awaken soon. He would crush my hands for even trying or even just having those powers. Viltrumites are not known for their compassion after all.

So I prepared myself for it's eventual awakening by trying my best to be a good boy.

My mother Deborah was a housewife working on her Real Estate license. She was the stabilizing and grounding point of all of us. She was loving, kind, and very close to us as we grew up.

Mark and me began to prefer her company than our father's. But then again, he was always working and he does get paid by the government now that he's a Guardian of the Globe.

FOUR MONTHS LATER, NOVEMBER

My powers awakened by then, keeping me on the air for a good while before dropping back down. Red energy seemed eminated from my entire body as I floated, just like Kon-El in the comics.

I was lucky enough to have been alone when I awakened it, Nolan took Mark to the park to practice baseball.

I tried to calm myself down from the excitement so as not to leave any signs of my awakening. I don't need to make Nolan aware of my powers, not until Mark gets his.

I've grown hesitant in calling Nolan "Dad", which became obvious to me ever observant mother. She tried to slowly coax me into doing it for a few days until I did, albeit unwittingly.

3 MONTH AFTER

Dad has been increasingly strict with us, having decided to tell us that we were part alien.

He spouted some lie about his races being benevolent and helpful, which Mark took to heart with eyes shining as he listened.

I acted the same but I couldn't stomach it after a few minutes of non-stop tales. So I pretended to yawn and went to sleep beside them, leaving him and Mark to just talk.

The act might've insulted Dad, which also might've been the reason for him being strict now.

1 YEAR AFTER - age 9

My practices with Telekinesis has been fruitful. I've been able to keep myself a fly for an indefinite amount of time, and I've been able to come up with a way to enhance my hearing with it. Which helped greatly at avoiding my father's watchful eyes.

My brotherly bond with Mark has strengthened over the years along with the shenanigans we always do, much to Mom's anger and Dad's laughter. Mom ,however, secretly smiled at us everytime.

Dad has mellowed out a bit, I emphasize a bit, after that one time Mark scored a home run. He shouted and cheered in joy as Mark ran around and made it just in time. He caught carried him a smiled, a pure genuine smile.

Perhaps there was hope to turn him good. Hopefully.

6 YEARS LATER - age 15

After years of secret training I have finally mastered my Tactile Telekinesis power, having mastered and copied all the skills Kon-El displayed in my past.

I have of course developed my own set of techniques to better suit my combat style. One such technique was what I called Psychic Intelligence. It allows me to focus my psychic energy into enhancing my brains data processing.

With it I can think faster, memorize better, and remember things in an instant. Of course that not all but that enough for now. Although it is very taxing to keep it active at all times, so I only rarely use it. I'm already smart enough as it is.

As a comic book reader and fictional debater, I have acquired a vast knowledge on things that can help me be stronger.

But for now, my focus is on school. The technique makes my life easier at school but my twin is struggling. And I can't have him telling Mom that and watching her glare at me for 'not helping'.

And if that wasn't enough, Mark befriended another guy named Danny with the same problem. Although it's not much of a problem to let them copy my works, I do feel like I'm leading them down a wrong and lazy path...

Or I might just be cranky. Who knows?

3 YEARS LATER - age 18

The 3 years that went by were not always spent in school learning kids stuff since I already know the basics.

I tested my new super intelligence (TTK Enhanced + Current Intellect) by studying different subjects in the school library. I found myself being able to memorize and understand a lot better now, being able to finish my highschool studies early and start on more focused topics.

I found a lot of discoveries and breakthroughs that were leaps ahead of any technology I had ever know on my earth before. I've only read the literature of course, newspaper articles and history books about them were obvious references.

I was rather disarmed by how behind I was, so to compensate for that I began to build my foundation on 3 subjects in mind. Medicine, Technology, and Physics. Having decided on them, I exhausted the library of every book relating to the topics.

It didn't take long for me to move my studies to the public library. I didn't want to give Cecil anymore suspicions by going on the internet to study.

As for my body training, I've had a few exercise regiments saved in my head. Kryptonian Martials Arts were a good reference since the comics displayed it quite obviously. Earth martial arts were just enough to fill in for quick takedowns and pressure points.

That was my routine for the last few years. Until I got my powers...again.

Mark and I got a part-time job as two different establishments in the same area. The guy was hoping for this day to come ever since that night Dad told us he was an Alien.

He does know that it would be today obviously but that didn't stop him from being very optimistic. I mean, I was quite excited when I got my TTK. Who wouldn't be?

Anyway, my work day went on as usual until it was time for my brake. I went to the back to relax and play with some pebbles using telekinesis. I got 3 of them and rapidly spun them around until they glowed hot, it was a trail of a technique I was working on...

I then heard a slight whistling sound followed by the sound of a minor BOOM!, I look up just in time to see an black object fly over before disappearing into the sky.

It was then that I felt some vibrating all over me, I grabbed onto the wall only to find my hand lodged an inch into it's bricks.

I flew in the air and directed myself to the thick forest just 3 miles outside of town. The awakening of my Kryptonian powers was disorienting at first due to the suddenness, the sounds and smells from all over having turned to maximum.

I had to concentrate and consolidate in a place far from all of it to get a grip on my abilities. The flying will be coached by Dad but that's it. It was hard to separate my TTK enhanced and Kryptonian enhanced senses but I simply decided to tone all of it down for the moment. I took me an hour to keep the sense to a minimum and another to learn how to make use of their max settings on command, turns out speeding up your mind does make learning and think faster.

I flew back to the establishment and clocked out the end of my shift. I flew and landed just 5 houses away from home and walked the rest of the way.

I arrived at the Dinner table with Mark and Mom just having sat down and getting ready. Dad still wasnt around but he'll flew in shortly I think.

"Let's go ahead and start. It doesn't look like he's going to be home anytime so-" her sentence was cut by a SWOOSH as Dad appeared at the empty seat just in front of me, all dressed and not in Hero spandex.

"I'm sorry I'm late. There was an enchanted flood in Egypt I had to deal with on the way over" he quickly apologize but in a calm way.

Mom began to ask about it and some dragon from the news. They talked for a bit before mom finally asked us both, "So, How was your day?, Robb? Mark?".

"Great actually. I think I'm starting to develop..."

"Fine. I think I'm finally getting...", ""...SUPERPOWERS!"" Mark and I both said simultaneously.

Mom smiled and said "Ohh that's nice! I'm proud of both of you!". She then looked to her husband who was silently staring at both of us.

"Are you sure?" he asked seriously. I could feel it, his previously calm demeanor went away and the soldier was left.

"Yeah, I threw a trash bin INTO SPACE!" Mark exclaimed, excitedly ignorant of Dad's change.

"Yes Dad. I saw it disappear into the blue sky and I found myself floating while I trying to get a better look at it" I replied after him.

Dad continued to stare at both of us, in silence. Mom moved a bit and I heard a kick from below, snapping Dad out of his stare.

"Oh great! My sons. That's great! If you both want we can start training tomorrow. I'll make some time tomorrow!" he said.

Mark happily agreed while I simply smiled and nodded. I may be wary of the man but I can't deny his skills in matters like this.

We finished dinner in silence and we each went to our separate rooms for the night. Mark's room was right beside mine so I could 'hear' him very well, even when I don't want to.

Today, however, I could hear him shift restlessly on his bed. After a while finally stood and opened the window, stepped outside and just gave himself a pep talk to fly. I smiled at this and decided to join him, and together with our efforts he managed to atleast float for moment...before falling down with a THUD and a CRASH. Something broke his fall huh.

I failed to hold my laughter as I saw him crash face first on Mom's...'OH CRAP!!!' I got scared at the realization.

"MARK GET INSIDE QUICK!! YOU BROKE MOM'S BONSAI COLLECTION!" I quickly whispered before dashing towards my room, only to crash into a solid chest. Dad was there hover over my window with both hands folded and a plain look over his face.

Mark soon got to the roof, his upper body was dirty with soil, leaves, and a giant piece of clay pot perched over his head. Dad's look quickly turned surprise and then into sympathy. He shifted his gaze from me to mark and back until he finally let out a sigh and WHOOOSHED his way out of the roof.

I found his actions to be suspicious but I soon realized why he did it. A set of light footsteps maybe it's way outside and stopped just as the door was opened.

"BOYS!!!" Mom shouted, not caring if it would bother the neighbors far away. 'Nice going Mark'.