Clark Kent

Mr. Kent pulls a pen out of his back pocket "Is it alright if I sign in red ink?"

I nod "You've already read it?"

"I have, I don't think we will get any better offers. We are getting old if you haven't noticed already. I don't think I can operate the whole thing by myself for much longer and Clark isn't going to help so… this is for the best." He says looking at Martha who is nodding.

He signs the contract with a neat signature and slides it back to me. "I will have my secretary get you a copy by tonight."

He waves his hands "No need to hurry. Martha get me some pie. We need to celebrate."

She rolls her eyes with a smile as she grabs him a plate and slides the pie to him with a knife. "You're a grown man, cut it yourself."

He shakes his head "So heartless. Are you married Mr. Morningstar?"

I smirk as I eat some ice cream "Yes, in fact, these two are my wives."

Angela holds up a hand "Not yet."

Mr. Kent's brows shoot up "You one of them Mormon?"

I shake my head as I laugh "No, it is just happenstance."

"Really." He mutters to himself as he looks at Martha.

"No, you have me and only me." She says with a glare.

He looks down at his pie with a wry smile "Yes dear."

*Knock Knock*

The five of us turn to the opening door to see a man who looks to be in his mid-twenties with a muscular build wearing a suit walking in.

He looks surprised to see us at the table "I was wondering whose car that was. It's nice to meet you three. I'm Clark Kent, their Son."

Martha stands up first "Oh, dear, I told you, you don't need to visit so often." She says as she gives him a hug then pinches his cheek.

"Boy, I told you I'm fine, you don't need to visit. I'm as healthy as a bull." Jonathan says flexing his arms.

Clark only smiles "Of course I am going to visit. So you are having company more often nowadays?" He asks looking at the three of us.

"Clark, this is Mr. Morningstar and his wives," Jonathan says introducing us. I stand up and reach out a hand to shake.

He grabs my hand in a firm grip as he shakes it "It's nice to meet you. You are the businessman from New York, right?"

I nod "I am, hope you've heard good things about me."

He laughs "Suspiciously yeah, only good things." I sit back down as he lets go of my hand.

"So what's a multi-millionaire doing-" I cut Clark off

"Billionaire," I say correcting him with a small chuckle.

He smirks "What's a billionaire doing here in the boondocks of Kansas at a small farmhouse?" He asks sitting down next to his mother and father.

Jonathan speaks up before I can "Now don't get upset. He is buying the farm from us."

Clark's eyes narrow as he looks at me and I feel him try to use some form of enhanced vision on me. For good or bad he won't be able to see anything. I have too much radiant power around me, it won't show him anything.

His eyes meet mine "Who are you and what do you really want?" He asks in an angry tone.

"CLARK, that's no way to speak to a guest," Martha says smacking his arm.

I gesture it's fine to her as I just smile, "It's better that we speak privately about that."

"Dad, you mind if we use the barn," Clark asks not taking his eyes off me.

"I suppose," Jonathan says wearily.

We get up and walk out the back door, I let him glare at me as I just laugh at his overreaction. I see Jonathan and Martha standing with the girls on the small back patio as we enter the barn. It has an old 60's mustang in it as well as a few tractors and a LOT of hay.

Once we are alone and he closes the barn door I speak first "Let me reintroduce myself, I am Lucifer Creed-Morningstar. The devil. I am currently-" I quickly lean back as I dodge an abrupt punch.

"I don't need to know anything else." He says in an angry tone. I dodge a left hook as well giving him an annoyed gaze.

"I suppose if you are going to be like that." I pull back my left and quickly slap him with the back of my hand.

*BOOM*

Since he is Kryptonian I didn't bother holding back much. I look through the new hole in the barn as I sigh and step through it. I see a new path carved into the corn next to the house, Martha and Jonathan are looking at me in awe as they turn to the cornfield in horror.

I hold out a hand "Oh, don't worry about the corn or barn, I will pay for them both." I realize quickly their gaze wasn't at the barn but my horns, tail, wings, and crown that came out inadvertently when I used my strength.

Their faces don't turn better as I hear the ground break in front of me and I see the Kryptonian rushing at me again. He now has blood dripping down his brow and a busted lip. He also is only flying at mach two, a bit slow if you ask me.

'What a weak Kryptonian.' I think to myself as I dodge his punch and grab his face slamming him into the ground.

The ground beneath us shatters as I hear Martha gasp and Jonathan yells "CLARK." He tries to run to us but Angela holds him back. I give her a grateful smile as I look down at the bloodied Kryptonian.

"Have you simmered down boy? I was trying to speak." I say looking at his eyes between my fingers.

His glare is an obvious no. I sigh as I lift up his head and slam it into the ground again… and again… and again, and again, and again, again, again, again. Eventually, I stand up with blood dripping from my hand and a slightly disfigured face below me.

Seeing he is unconscious I look over at Angela with a smile "Angela dear, can you heal him please."

She nods as she lets go of Jonathan and walks over. Golden light bathes her hands as she begins to heal his injuries.

Seeing Martha's hateful glare and Jonathan who is on his knees I hold up my hands. "Don't worry, he is Kryptonian, he can handle much more than this." I notice my bloody hand and quickly clean it. Martha faints as Hela catches her shaking her head at the weak woman.

I notice Jonathan's heart is palpitating strongly and is starting to fail. I quickly cover him with wrath as he falls over holding his chest. His heartbeat strengthens back to normal as his eyes close and he faints from what normally would have killed him.

I look down at the now fully recovered Kryptonian "Well that went south quickly." I kick him a bit "This is your fault… idiot."

"You see the shit I deal with? I try to be nice but NO, just because I'm the devil, they think I'm here for evil. Some mortals just don't know generosity." I say kneeling next to Clark and in front of Angela.

"Indeed, they do seem foolish. Why would he try to challenge you, knowing full well who you are? Seems illogical. It's not like he is an Angel or something." She stands as she finishes healing his head.

I grab the man by his tattered suit jacket as I look at Hela "Can you put those two in bed, we are leaving."

Hela nods as she picks up the couple and brings them inside. I walk to the car with Angela and put Clark in the center seat using Gluttony to take a vast amount of his power for a while.

Seeing Hela coming back I look at Angela "You ride in front with Legion, Hela, you are in back with me."

She nods and gets inside, Legion looks at me confused from the driver's seat "Where are we going?"

"Around the block," I say with a small grin.

Looking down both directions of the road "That will take a while." Legions now feminine voices say.

I nod "Good."