Smallville Middle School.

"Ugh!" A young boy with glasses had just been shoved to the ground.

" thought you could get away from us huh Clark?"  A larger kid with black shirt and a skull shirt spoke with two other bully's beside him.

" leave me alone Buford, I'm not giving you my lunch money." Clark spoke, sitting  up, not wishing to backdown.

"Fine by me." Buford said smirking.

Clark closed his eyes and prepared for the incoming blows... but they never came.

"WHAM!"

"Ah!!" Buford sounded as he fell to the ground

clark opened his eyes  and saw someone had stood in defense of him, it was the new kid, he had come to this school for about a week now.

The other two bullies tried to attack but the kid simple weaved away and land well placed punches sending the two boys to the ground along side Buford.

"Grr.. il get you back for this new kid...ah my nose." Buford Rand of with a new leaking nose as did the other bullies.

The new kid looked to Clark and offered him  a helping handing. " you okay?"

" y-yeah , thanks!" Clark said accepting the helping hand up. " but why did you help me?"

The new kid just looks at him with an are you serious look. " you were clearly outnumbered, couldn't just let them beat up on you." He then pointed at Clark. " but why didn't you fight back?"

Clark just shook his head and frowned. " my ma says fighting doesn't solve anything."

The new kid just crossed his arms. " well you can't just let them beat up on you either otherwise they wont leave you alone."

"I guess thats true too..." clark said sadly but then realized something. "Oh im Clark, whats your name?"

" y/n." Y/n then put up a fist with a smile. " just stick with me dude, i got your back."

Clark widened his eyes, did he...did he just make a friend?

"Cmon man don't leave me hanging." Y/n said shaking his fist.

Clark grew a bright smile and fist bumped him.

This was the start of a great friendship.

Y/n and clark were soon like two peas in a pod, clark had come to learn that y/n had a bit of a delinquent streak himself, never bullying but he did fight very frequently, preferring to hit first and ask questions later.

Flashback.

Y/n and clark currently in class, talking while they were working on a partnered assignment dissecting a frog while teacher was away for a bit.

" lord of the rings is way better than harry potter clark." Y/n said defiantly as he cut open the frog.

"But harry potter is alot more grounded and relatable, eww..." clark sounded as he removed one of the organs with tweezers. " you just like lord of the rings because of all the fighting."

"Thats all i need!" Y/n said defending his position as he pulled out what must have been the frogs lung. "Forget all the talking just show the action."

"Heads Up L/N!"

Suddenly a carton of expired milk had spilt on Y/ns
Head.

Some of the kids began laughing, Buford the culprit being the loudest, others just knew this wouldn't end well.

"Y/n...."clark said carefully as he watched y/n clench his hands in anger. " just calm do-"

Next thing buford sees as a one the class room chairs being hurled at him."

Flashback end.

which resulted  in clark pulling him out of trouble frequently, however he knew there was no malice in
Y/n, more so bitterness, teachers gave y/n a hard time and he returned that energy,  he just seemed...unmotivated but that wasn't to say that was all there was to him.

Y/n would never admit it but he was a good guy,   Never mind all the times he's backed clark up from bullies, he's seen him give what little money he had in his pocket to the homeless, helped a stray dog to the animal shelter  and whenever he visited his home he offered to help at the farm.

It was all little stuff but it let clark know that beneath that rough exterior there was good heart, if only others could see that...

And now here they were, in front of front lawn of the kent home, trying to get a kite out of a tree.

"Huh!" Clark tried to jump for the kite, with little success.

"Hang on let me try something." Y/n said, he tried to run up the tree in jump for it , but he didn't get close and ended up landing on his side. "Ooof!" Y/n sat up and groaned. "Well thats all i got"

"Ah man..." clark sounded sadly.

Suddenly they heard of  a vehicle, hitting a sharp turn and going at a high speed.

"Hey!" Clark quickly walked up to the side of the rode. " You gotta slow down!" Clark said trying to wave his arms.

"Theres a pothole hit the breaks!!!" Y/n yelled too getting up as the blue vehicle drove right past them. "Dammit!"

The car unfortunately hit the pot him and the driver lost control, beginning to skitt and circles and heading for a tree.

Clark widened his eyes, he had to do something, he can't let this happen, he started running after the clark.

"Clark what are you-" y/n began but suddenly...

"VOOOOM!!"

clark had suddenly sped off, causing a shockwave that sent y/n to the floor.

Y/n groaned lifted himself up and was shocked by the site of clark...slowing down the car!

The car had come to a halt nearly hitting the tree, clark had let go of the car  and it drove away.

Clark looked at his hands in shock, how he did that was the question on both his and y/ns minds

Clark looked at y/n who just sat there with his mouth open until he was finally able to speak

"....holy shit dude." Y/n spoke in surprise.

Clark would have scolded him if not it was for the fact it was a reasonable reaction to what he did.

Come to find out clark was an alien, adopted by the kents when he crash landed on earth, really story book stuff.

" so you got super strength and you can fly? Man those alien movies really had it all wrong." Y/n joked as he and clark sat on top of the barn.

"I just...how am i supposed to continue with school now? im breaking a bunch of stuff, what if i hurt someone?!" Clark exlaimed grabbing his head in worry.

"Whoa easy clark" y/n said motioning him to settle down. " just be glad you have have tentcles growing out of you or something, all you have to do is watch you strength, like how i give buford a bruise but not a broken jaw."

Clark cringed. " a messed up example but i get what you mean....its just..." Clark looks at his hand. "Will everything stay the way it is?"

Y/n scratched his head, he really wasn't good with this sort of thing. " i dont know man...but you figure it out man, your clark kent, you always do." Y/n then offered a fist bump. " and you know i got your back right?"

Clark despite his inner tumroil grew a smile, it was good to know he still had y/n at his corner in all of this. " thanks y/n." Clark said giving him a fist bump.

"Now, first things first, you think we can make money of off this?" Y/n wonders rubbing his hands together.

"What?! No way dude!" Clark denies immediately.

"Aw cmon don't be a boyscout now, think of mula we could make signing you up for boxing or something!" Y/n exclaimed trying to convince him.

"No way man!" Clark denies walking away.

" please clark, Im broke! You have the power to change that!!" Y/n begged chasing after his friend.

Years Later.

Time flew by, y/n and clark graduated from highschool, well y/n had clarks help but it was still an achievement.

Clark had secured a scholarship to Metropolis university, unfortunately the same couldn't be said for y/n.

Y/ns didn't fail any of the classes but he was only averaging Bs And Cs, fine to graduate but just not enough for MU, not to mention is record of concerning behavior didn't help.

Clark however refused to just leave Y/n in smallville, promising to help him figure something out.

And Y/ns mother atsuko in a rare display of mothering, decided to secure a small job in metropolis, just long enough so that y/n could maybe fend for himself when the time came.

Y/n had opted for a community college in metropolis , it was something but it was no MU thats for sure, only going as far as an associates degree in art/design to avoid getting swallowed up by loans.

But unfortunately, it was pointless in the end, despite his clear ability no one would hire him, because they didn't deem him good enough, when they were about to hire him a background check made them pull back, and some just really didn't like his personality.

Meanwhile clark had graduated and had secured an internship with the daily bugle as did their mutual third jimmy olsen, and here he was just lagging behind.

But y/n still wanted to give it one last go, so he became an amateur MMA fighter in the middleweight division, in hopes of securing a contract and earning some money for him and his mom, and he was doing pretty damn good at it too.

A few KOs and he had managed to not only get an MMA camp to back him but he had also signed up for a competition, one that would lead directly to a Contract with Glory MMA

Y/n had worked his way up the ladder and had finally reached the finals.

"Things are heating up folks, Both fighters have been giving it all they've got, however y/n could become the victor on the cards if Connor doesn't shake things up." A commentator spoke.

Y/n was currently eyeing up his opponent connor hawke, waiting for him to give him an oppening.

Y/n gave him a left feint, which Connor fell for

"GOTCHA!" Y/n thought as he delivered a vicious right hook to Connors Chin.

"OH!!!! VICIOUS HIT FROM Y/N, CONNORS DOWN!" One of the commentators shouted as Connor stumbled to the ground , stunned but not out.

Y/n didn't waste time and charged him, completely disregarding his corners warnings to wait out the rest of the round.

When Y/n was about to initiate ground n pound, Connor gave one final effort and locked his legs around y/ns head.

"TRIANGLE CHOKE, HE HAS IT!!! One of the commentators shouted as the crowd was shocked but the sudden turn of events.

Y/n had tried to fight, even making an effort to pick up Connor and get him to loosen up, but Connor didn't let up.

Y/n began to fade, and fade fast. "No!...not now...not when im this close..." y/n thought as he tried to fight the hold.

But it was pointless, y/n had fell limp and blacked out.

Moments later y/n is staring up at the medical team making sure he was alright as the crowd cheered for Connor.

He failed....his one chance to really turn things around and he failed.....figures...

Y/n sat on a bench outside the tournament building as he eyed up the later and the envelope in his hand and in his casual wear for the day.

"Hey!"

Y/n looked up to see connor jogging up to him.

"I don't mean to bother you but i just want to say that was a good fight." Connor said outstretching his hand for a handshake.

Y/n had half a mind to just tell him to screw off but connor was respectful the whole time leading up and during the fight, he deserved the the same courtesy now matter how bitter he was now.

Y/n shook his hand. " yeah, not alot of guys were able to take hits from me like that."

Connor chuckled sheepishly. " no kidding, dude you had me completely outclassed, i mean look at me." Connor gestured as he still had big bruises on the his face from the fight, while y/n looked mostly fine other than a bandage on his cheek from a cut he received in the 4th round, if one were to compare the two the assumption would be y/n one the fight.

"I wouldn't say completely, you knocked me out in the end." Y/n said leaning back in the bench.

"Well yeah but that was dumb luck on my part, believe me had you just waited a bit, that match was yours." Connor speaks with a smile, truly impressed with y/n.

Y/ns hand twitched, Perhaps connor thought that would make him feel better, but it only made him feel worse about loosing.

A car rolled up on the street, motioning for Connor to come. " hey listen i gotta go, don't let this stop you man, your extremely talented, good luck in your career!" Connor waved as he head for his car.

Y/n watched as the vehichle drove off. "Yeah..." y/n said as he looked at those damn words in the note he had, words written by the head of his camp.

You're cut

"Right..." y/n said crushing the letter and pocketing it along with the envelope, not knowing what else to do but to head home.

Y/n  had eventually made it to his small home in some back end of metropolis.

Y/n had walked through the door and was greeted by the sight of his mother, still in pajamas and smoking.

Y/n rolled his eyes. "Mother of the year over here..."  he muttered.

Atsuko caught the sight  y/n "oh your here.... How did the match go?" She asked rather unenthusiastically.

Y/n just walked over to the kitchen and grabbed an icepack from the freezer. " i lost..." y/n said bitterly as he leaned against the kitchen counter and placed the ice pack against the side of his head.

Atsuko blew a puff of smoke. " well then...maybe you can finally let your friends help you get a real job..." she said simply.

" you're really gonna give me a lecture now?! While you're still in your pajamas?!" Y/n yelled.

Atsuko payed him no mind as she turned on their small tv and layed back on her mattress. "Dear, for one do the right thing and ask clark for help, they may be the only who can still save you from yourself..." atusko spoke, y/n noted her almost regretful tone. " who knows they're may even be something there with lady friend of yours."

Y/n just looked down, thinking back clark jimmy and lois, clenched his hand at thought of asking help now. "Sigh..." y/n threw the envolope over to his mother. " 700 dollars in there, use some of it to pay the landlord..im heading out.." Y/n said simply as he put the icepack back in the freezer and walked out.

Little did yn know his mother's face had cracked, gripping the envelope, regretting the way she spoke to her son.

Later. Metropolis central Park.

Y/n was now seated on a bench, staring up at the sky as he smoked cigarette,wondering where he went from here.

"There you are!!!"

Y/n closed his eyes and inwardly sighed . "Shit..." he thought mentally, he was hoping to avoid this but she always seemed to know where to find him in this damn city, not that he ever made it hard too.

Y/n opened his eyes to find Lois Lane, still wearing  that jacket of hers, letting him know she was getting into her journalism shenanigans with the guys not to long ago.

His relationship with lois was.....something of a situationship,  when he was still in college he bad bumped into her on one of her runs,  he wanted to shout at her that day but when he took a look at her he froze, and nobody  could blame him ,  she was just the full package.

That should have been the extent of it but seeing that her and clark applied for the same job that allowed them to speak more, he had participated alot during their escapades, playing a sort of body guard when  they were knee deep somewhere they shouldn't be, not that they need him with clark there but clark didn't want to leave him out, heh his friend is too nice for his own good.

But he supposes he couldn't be too mad, y/n and lois sometimes had moments they  clashed like oil and water but the other times got along just fine, Clark and jimmy have even been pushing him to ask her out believing there was something there after hanging around each other for a month and a half, and hes honestly thought about it...but he just couldn't take that step, ever time he was about to he pulled back, there was no way Lois felt that way, and even if she did , she deserved better, much better.

"Where have you been? me and the guys were  trying to call you!" Lois asked in frustration with her hands on her hips, she then snatched the cigarette out of his mouth. " and  I thought we were past these!?" Lois exclaimed angrily before dropping the cigarette and stomping it out.

Y/n checked his phone and saw he had several missed calls and messages from her, jimmy and clark. "Well I'm back to them, and my ringer was off..so what do you want?"  Y/n asked pocketing his phone.

Lois faced softened a bit and held her arm. "We...caught the news online about your match..." Lois spoke gently, careful in her words, she saw the highlights, a huge blow to what was otherwise a decent day.

Y/n scoffed and looked away. " yeah...you come to rub it in?" Y/n said bitterly

Lois looks offended and marched up to him. " how dare you?! I may have hated that cocky attitude of yours but I still wanted you to win!" Lois yelled, she knows how much he wanted this, she saw how hard he was training for it, saw how much he wanted it.

Y/n got up, their height difference clear as he was only a couple of inches shorter than Clark. " yeah well I lost now let it go." He began walking away.

Lois however blocked his path. " and that's it? You're just gonna take that lying down?"

"Yes! I lost and my camp decided to cut me, I'm back to square one and there's not gonna be another mma competition like that in another 5 years, and that's if they decide to do it here." Y/n spoke in frustration.

" but that's not where it has to end for you!" Lois fired back. " look you couldn't make it and I get it, that sucks but your still standing, look Clark and jimmy are talking to Perry about getting you a job-"

" there is no helping Lois, I'm screwed and that's the facts just give it a rest!" Y/n said walking around her.

Lois couldn't take it anymore, " Why can't you just let us help you!?"

Y/n lost it. " AND WHY THE HELL DO YOU CARE SO MUCH!?" He shouted in anger.

Lois wilted, y/n had never shouted at her like that, surrounding citizens had caught the shouting and stopped in concerning, wondering what was going on.

Y/n recoiled in regret when he saw Lois face, he didn't mean to shout at her.

"I..." y/n started but just looked away just shook his head, what was the point in explaining. " just...leave me alone..." y/n said tucking his hands in his pocket and walking away.

Lois could only look on at his fleeting form, wishing to say something to you but she just couldn't, she clenched her hands in sadness in frustration. " I just want to help you.." she muttered sorrowfully .

Y/n had walked through a sidewalk, really wishing he had a cigarette left, he thought back to Lois saying Clark and jimmy were trying to get him a job, they were always looking for something to keep him afloat but no more , this had to stop, he pulled out his phone and went to Clark's contact, and pressed the microphone.

"Hey Clark, I ..lost the match, but you know that already, heh.. the one thing im good at besides drawing and I can't even succeed at that.." y/n joked bitterly but it rang hollow for him. "you might be still talking to Perry so I won't beat around the bush....quit wasting your time man, ever since we were in middle school you've tried to help me anyway you can, and I'm grateful I mean that..but your just wasting your energy at this point.. I'm 23 with a degree and I can't land something stable for the life of me, and I've got no one to blame but me...and I'm not gonna keep dragging you down with me anymore, You got enough on you plate trying to secure a spot at the bugle and...other things."

He paused , not wishing to reveal Clark's Superman persona should jimmy or Lois listen to this message. " so please..as my best friend, please stop, I'm a lost cause and that's not gonna change..I'm gonna grab what little money I have left and head back to smallville when I get the chance..... thanks for trying man." Y/n said finally ending the voice message and pocketing his phone.

Y/n had continued walking through the sidewalk, no were in mind to go at the moment, just wishing to pass the time a bit before heading home.

Y/n caught the sight of a kid laughing and chasing after his soccer ball, unfortunately he had went into the street, where there was no light lit red and ..

Y/Ns eyes widened.

"GET OUT OF THE ROAD KID!" y/n shouted as he booked it towards the street.

The little boy had grabbed his ball and saw the truck heading for him

However before it could get close, y/n had dove and pushed the kid out of the way in the Knick of time.

Y/n only had a moment to process the truck that was mere seconds away from hitting him.

"Fuck..." y/n spoke in his mind.

And the truck showed no mercy.,...

First came pain.....then darkness....

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Boom!

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