Listen To My Voice

'And I knew it. That's the worst part: I knew it'

-Unknown

Emma woke to her head on fire. Her alarm echoed in her ears like police sirens. She quickly moved her hand around to find her phone. She lifted her head from her pillow, her eyes searching for the voice of Zoe Wees alerting her with every lyric. Finally, she turned off her alarm as her curls suffocated her face.

She lay in bed for a few minutes, debating whether to get up for school or wait until Sienna dragged her out of bed. Her head was pounding like two sledgehammers fighting with her skull. She could hear a tap running, shavers buzzing and a kettle boiling. She tried to focus on the loudest one, hoping to ignore the other sounds.

It wasn't working.

She tried to think of something else for a moment, allowing her body to hone in on a sound to focus on naturally.

Thump...Thump...Thump

Emma tried to listen to it further, focusing on whoever's heartbeat she found

Thump...Thump...Thump

Slowly the sound of the running tap became backroom noise as she took a deep breath in.

"I can't do it. I'm sorry"

Emma gasped at Jordan's voice, hearing her heart racing. She could feel the heat burn on her cheeks. 'What the fuck Emma!? Why would you do that...Gods! Your a total creep' She scolded herself before pushing away her blanket.

She swung her legs to the edge of her bed, her covered feet hovering over the cold wooden floors. She took a moment to clear her head and just started the day fresh. Getting up, Emma grabbed a pair of sweatpants and searched her drawers for a hoodie to wear. She huffed as most of her warm ones were still in the washing machine. Yet her brain reminded her of the black one that was hanging on the back of her door.

It was the one that Jordan gave her the night she came to Smallville. She hadn't worn it much but something told her to put it on. She felt the fabric against her pale skin, her body slowly but surely warming up as the leaves turned brown outside her window. She hated the cold sometimes, still bewildered at how cold she was in Kansas compared to everyone else.

She grabbed her phone out of the charger, her eyes finding the folded piece of paper in her phone case. She sighed before walking out of her room.

She smiled at Sienna as her aunt closed a brown lunch bag for her. "How's the super-hearing?" She asked, fixing her shoe at the same time. "Okay, just a raging headache" Emma shrugged, having no energy at this hour of the morning. Sienna nodded, before taking out another test tube bottle.

Emma groaned at the sight. "Why can't I give this to Jordan? He's really struggling and I'm completely fine" She asked Sienna, still frustrated with this situation. "You are an Alor, which means on Krypton you would have had enhanced hearing anyways. If I gave this to Jordan it may make things worse" Sienna explained to Emma simply. Emma only huffed and rolled her eyes muttering under her breath.

She felt awful that she had a scapegoat for her superhearing and Jordan was suffering. She hated the feeling in her gut that stabbed her with guilt and sympathy. Sienna brought the girl close, knowing that physical touch, especially hugs, helped her calm down.

Yet, Emma's body froze almost instantly, not used to hugging the woman who was her biological aunt. She usually loves hugs from anyone really but it was different with Sienna. Maybe it was Emma's irrational fear of her own mother or the feeling of betrayal. But Emma still hadn't felt comfortable in touch with Sienna yet.

"He's gonna be fine Emma, this isn't your fault" Sienna told her. Emma however silently disagreed. It was her fault, kinda. She decided to be stupid and not tell anyone about how Jordan was supposed to break Jon's wrist and then ended up getting the worse injury from trying to stop him. The only good thing that came from it was that Emma had dislocated Cutter's jaw which made her happy.

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As Sienna pulled up to the school, Clark and Jon had also done the same. Emma was quick to leave the car and march over to the red truck. Jon tried to catch the girl for a conversation, quickly thrown off guard by her lack of plaster Paris-wrapped arm. Emma jumped into the free seat next to a stunned Clark and slammed the door.

"Jordan okay?" Emma asked him.

Clark nodded passively at her presence, hoping the blue-haired girl didn't explode in his truck. "He's okay...just a little rattled" Clark answered carefully under Emma's death glare. He swore she could rival Lois if she tried. "I'm fifteen, not five Clark... holding back the truth is a major factor in my trust issues" Emma huffed at him angrily.

"Good morning to you too Emma" Clark dropped his shoulders.

Emma glared at him. "I've survived being semi-raised by a drug addict who turned out to be an advanced Kryptonian from a family I didn't even know existed until a couple of weeks ago...Sorry I'm not in the mood for an idle chat" Emma rolled her eyes at him.

"He's fine... Jordan just needs to adjust and learn to focus on his hearing. It takes time" Clark told her before taking a double take at her. "How are you holding up so well?" He asked her. "Some serum thing that Sienna's been giving me. Alors are supposed to have the advanced hearing. Keeps the edge off and before you ask, she said that Jordan couldn't have it because it was only made for Alors and could make things worse for him" Emma deadpanned before going to leave the truck.

She hesitated for a moment before turning back to Clark. "J– Just tell Jordan I'm sorry" She bit her lip before leaving the truck.

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Jon ran up to Emma, a small smile on his face. "Hey, where have you been all day fangirl?" He asked stopping at her locker. Emma gave him a half-assed smile, "Oh you know brooding in a dark corner trying to ignore baby cries" She shrugged, gently closing her locker. "How's the arm?" She asked steering the conversation onto him as quickly as possible.

"Annoying and totally frustrating to the point I might just chop it off" Jon huffed before Emma began to walk off. "Emma, you okay? You seem sad" Jon noticed, walking up beside her. Emma shrugged, not really sure how to answer him. She was pissed that she was getting off easy while Jordan was at the farm in pain. "It's not fair" She sighed angrily, clutching her binder tightly. "What's not fair?" Jon asked, seeing her knuckles turn white. "I'm here, not in pain and controlling it while Jordan's in pain. Why should I get the easy way out with this stupid serum? I'm not a good person, I deserve the pain, all of the pain that comes with this not Jordan" Emma spat out, her gut turning at the thoughts of Jordan in pain.

Jon wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into a side hug. "Hey, Jordan's gonna get through this, okay? Look, it's not your fault that we're not... normal and it's definitely not your fault that you got an easy way out. You need to stop blaming yourself Emma, it won't do you anything" Jon tried to reassure his only friend, only gaining a mumble in response. He sounded like her Jonathan, her Jon Jon. It scared her if she got too close to him. Mal would do anything to get rid of it, and unlike most villains, her mother would go with the harshest way possible.

Emma moved away from him, not saying a word. "I really need to see Sienna, gotta take my 'meds' see ya around Jonathan" Emma said with a tight smile as they approached Sienna's office. Jon was confused by her sudden excuse. Did he say the wrong thing? "Emma, you okay you–" Before Jon could finish the school bell rang loudly.

Instantly Emma had clutched her hands over her ears, feeling her head hurt like a sledgehammer to a brick wall. "Emma! Shit!" Jon panicked, grabbing her by her shoulders and guiding her into Sienna's office.

He placed Emma near a wall as she slid down in pain. Sienna was fast to intervene, grabbing the serum and running to her niece. She helped Emma take it, the effects coming slowly with the bell no longer ringing in their ears. Jon placed a hand on her shoulder, hoping it might soothe her. Emma slapped his hand away. "Stop! Your not him. You'll never replace my Jonathan" She spat, tears spilling from her eyes. Both Sienna and Jon were taken aback.

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Sienna placed a steaming cup of tea on her desk. Emma sat with her knees to her chest, still recovering from her hearing. She felt so bad for what she had said to Jon. It just came out. One minute she was in agony the next she was telling her only friend that he can't replace her best friend from a world her mother destroyed supposedly. "It's normal to lash out Emma, you came here without any choice. You're still adjusting and it's okay" Sienna tried to reassure her young niece. Emma only broke down more.

"I'm a horrible person" Emma sobbed into her knees. "He's my best friend, the only one who kinda gets what I'm going through. I just compared him to Jon Jon, my dead cousin" Emma shook her head in guilt. "We don't know if your world is gone" Sienna reminded her only to earn a red-eyed glare from Emma. "Just talk to him and apologise, if he truly is your best friend then he'll understand" Sienna advised her as the bell rang again for her lunch period. Thankfully it didn't affect Emma as much as the last three.

Emma ran to the football field, knowing Jon would be on the bench looking over the plays. She spotted him on the bleachers, his cast sticking out like a sore thumb. "Jon?" She asked, tapping his shoulder carefully. The blonde boy turned his head to face her. "Can we talk?" Emma asked him. He nodded before running over to Coach Gaines. After a few words were exchanged, Jon jogged back over to her. "Wanna get a bite?" He asked her. A small smile on her face formed as she nodded.

The pair walked in an awkward silence back into the school. Emma was tearing the skin near her fingernails, the blood staining them. Jon tapped his uninjured hand against his cast before clearing his throat. "I thought that serum shit was supposed to stop the hearing from hurting?" He asked, trying to start the conversation.

Emma shrugged, "No, it's supposed to help my brain adjust. Like a computer programme. Once you have the software, everything else is simple. The serum is the programme, its software is changing my brain's hearing process so that when it's all gone, it will be easier to focus on one sound than all of them at once" Emma explained to him with the same answer Sienna gave her. He nodded, the metaphor making sense somehow.

"I'm sorry" Emma added, stopping her walk and turning to face Jon. "I... You remind me so much of Jon Jon and I miss him so much. And when I found out about Mal being here... I don't want anyone to die because of me. Not Jordan, you, Lois hell even Clark and Sienna" Emma's words flew out, the fear clear in her tone and eyes. Jon only let a small smile out. "Emma, it's okay. I figured that finding out the... secret was gonna be hard for you. Especially when all this was fake for you back home" Jon swung his arm around her shoulder, causing her to walk with him.

Emma quickly wrapped her arms around his middle, hugging him tightly. "I forgive... you really love hugs, huh?" Jon let out a laugh. Emma pulled back, "I didn't get many as a kid. I promised myself I'd never let Antony or Sophie ever feel like I did. So I always gave them a hug and a kiss on the cheek every day as many times as I could get away with" Emma explained to him. "Isn't your brother like thirteen?" Jon asked her. "Yep, so I threatened to limit his screen time with his Xbox" Emma smirked as they entered the cafeteria.

"You're my best friend Jon, seriously I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you" Emma told him, being serious in her words. Jon faked a gasp, "Me? Your best friend? I feel like I won an award" He mockingly placed a hand over his heart. "Watch it Kent, I'll break the other arm if you're not careful" Emma shoved him gently, the pair erupting into a fit of laughs.

With a bag of chocolate bites in her hand, Emma and Jon left the overcrowded room to the less overcrowded halls. "As your best friend I have a question" Jon announced. "Shoot" Emma managed to reply with her mouth filled with chocolate. "What the fuck is going on with you Jordan?" Emma began choking at his question. "What!?" She choked out, her throat now a bit sore from her chocolate choke. "Cause Ross and Rachel's relationship makes more sense than whatever is going on between you two" He exaggerated with his hands and cast flying everywhere. "We kissed" Emma mumbled.

"What! When! Why wasn't I told this!" Jon exclaimed before Emma hit his side. "Keep it down, I don't think my mother heard you" Emma hissed at him. "Sorry" He whispered, ducking his head down. "So why aren't you two...together?" Jon asked her as he failed to wiggle his eyebrows. "What part of my mother kills anyone I get close to didn't register in your brain?" Emma asked him back. "Right, psycho-mom. Why can't you just take the risk? I know there's usually murder but, isn't dating the person you actually want to be with, be worth it" Jon shrugged.

Emma stayed quiet which frightened Jon to a certain extent. "Emma? You good?" He asked, placing his hand on her shoulder. She didn't react, the sounds of panting overtaking her ears for a moment. Jon watched as she opened her phone, speeding away from his side. She opened her contacts finding Jordan very quickly.

With the phone to her ear, the dial tones lasted longer than she hoped. With eh pickup sound she immediately heard the panting more vividly than before. "Listen to me... just breathe and listen to my voice. You're okay Jord, just listen to the sound of my voice and ignore everything else. Listen to the way I pronounce my t's. Tree. Three. Trees. Thirteen." Emma instructed him gently, her heart pounding.

Back at the Kent farm, a hole was made in Jordan's wall. His fist was covered in dust as he held his phone to his ear. Emma's gentle voice echoed softly in his ears as a steady enough heartbeat overlaid. It was Emma's heartbeat.

"Jord. Please talk to me" Emma whispered, making Jordan realise how long he had been listening to her. "I'm here. I'm okay" He answered, listening to Emma's sigh of relief. He felt his knuckles tighten with the thoughts of what he heard previous to her call. "I'll be over for my free class, okay" Emma sounded a bit on edge at the end, like she wanted to say more than that.

Emma wanted to say 'love you' as she did with everyone she truly cared about. Yet the lingering thoughts of what it might cause stopped her. "K, see you soon" Jordan answered back before hanging up the call.

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The only thing about high school that Emma liked was her free class. She was allowed to leave the school early at the end of the day because she had a free period as the others called it. She strolled down the empty road to the Kent farm with music in her ears.

She walked into the house, closing her door gently in case she agitated Jordan's hearing. She quickly scanned the living room, kitchen and dining room for him before heading upstairs. His bedroom door was open slightly. Emma tapped the wood softly before placing a foot in the room. She eventually saw Jordan sitting with his head in his hands, eyes shut tightly. She noticed the hole in his wall which made her gulp.

"Jords? You good?" Emma whispered, taking a step towards him. Jordan looked up at her, his eyes were red from tears. He nodded slowly as he took his hands away from his head. Emma was quick to lunge towards him, hugging at tight as possible. "This is all my fault Jord. I'm so sorry" Emma cracked, her voice almost a whisper.

"What? Emma, what are talking about?" Jordan asked, holding her gently in front of him. "I knew that Cutter was gonna piss you off. That you would break Jon's arm. I.. Thought if I stopped it then only I would get hurt" Emma had to stop herself, tears began streaming down her eyes. "I'm so sorry Jordan... I'm sorry" Emma sobbed harder, backing away from Jordan subconsciously.

It was silent apart from Emma's violent sobs. Jordan placed his hand on her cheek, using his free one to wipe her tears. "I knew Em" Jordan told her, making Emma look at him like he had three heads. "Wha– How?" Emma stuttered out, confused as to how he knew. "You stutter when you lie or hold something back. When Dad asked if there was anything else to look out for you stuttered" Jordan explained to her. Emma looked at him with wide eyes. She didn't even know that about herself. "You noticed that? I didn't even know I did that" Emma gasped.

Jordan could only shrug at her. "I forgive you. I know you were only trying to help in your own way" Jordan hoped to calm her. "You knew... and you're not mad at me, at all" Emma broke down the information, still finding it hard to grasp. "Why would I be mad?" Jordan asked her. He was confused, everyone made mistakes. He broke Jon's arm, sure his twin was pissed but in the end, they were still brothers and they loved each other. He remembers when Jon would leave him alone at lunch, the bullies would attack him until he resorted to eating in the bathroom alone. And yet, his brother would always stick up for him.

"You aren't angry at me for hiding this? Anyone else would be furious with me! Why can't you be angry at me Jordan!" Emma snapped, jumping from the bed away from Jordan. "I don't know! I just can't be mad at you" Jordan told her, confused as to why Emma wanted him to be angry with her.

Emma clenched her fists, her head pounding as she heard multiple noises at once. She was losing control of her hearing. The feeling of blood dripping down the sides of her head was noticeable to Jordan. "Em, you're bleeding" Jordan gasped, coming closer to her. Emma gritted her teeth. "Why can't you be angry with me!" She forced out.

"Because I'm falling in love with you!"

There was silence. Emma looked up at Jordan with her eyes glowing blue. She took a step back. She didn't hear multiple noises, only the steady beats of two hearts. Jordan's and her own. "What" She whispered cautiously, looking at him like a deer in headlights. "I can't be angry with you because I'm falling in love with you Emma. You can't be angry at someone you love" Jordan repeated, his own grey eyes looking at her with adoration and care. Emma gulped slightly, walking backwards to the door. "Don't do this to yourself" Emma told him before taking the opportunity to run down the stairs and out of the Kent farm.

Leaving Jordan to scold himself for admitting his feelings for a girl who wanted him safe.

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Sienna Clarks walked past a rusted gate door, feeling nostalgic about the path she took. Many trees towered over her as she took in the scenery of nature. She loved Earth's natural plant life compared to the artificial feel of Krypton.

She followed the youngest plant life, trees that were less than half the size of the others. This was where she and Mal landed forty years ago. Just near a small river that flowed to the reservoir. She could still remember feeling the sun on her skin for the first time.

"This is probably the only thing I like on this dreadful planet"

Sienna turned around to see her little sister standing on the bridge. She walked up to her, hands in her pockets. "You're trespassing Mal" Sienna warned her lazily. Mal rolled her eyes at the darker-haired sister. "They wouldn't remember it anyways" She scoffed at her. "Your powers don't work on me little one" Sienna mused before taking out the dark purple dagger from her pocket. A green glow emitted from the inside, making Mal smirk.

"You kept it" She stated plainly, looking out onto the river. "It shouldn't have affected her. Green Kryptonite is useless to our bloodline" Sienna told he sister, concerned about what she did to her own daughter. "Do you know what happens when a Black Mercy dies? It shrivel up like a dying plant" Mal began walking around her sister. "Yet no one ever tries to recreate the power they hold. You see Shara, the petals of a Black Mercy still work even when it's died" Mal chuckled seeing her sister piece together a conclusion in her mind.

"You soaked Kryptonite in the poison of a Black Mercy? There's one on this planet?" Sienna questions like she didn't know the answer. Mal shrugged at her sister. "Black Mercy's aren't wild creatures, they need targets. To know of a target, they need blood" Mall continued her explanation of the species. Sienna's eyes widened in fear.

"Mal! What have you done!" She demanded, her eyes glowing red. Mal simply laughed off her sister's protectiveness. "I think you know sister, only you won't be there to save young Elrisia" Mal's eyes glowed dark green as the ground began to shake underneath them.

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The sun had set when Emma ran back to Sienna's, her breaths laboured as she opened the front door. Her face was red, hot tears streaming down her face. She couldn't think straight, the only thought in her mind is what her mother would do to Jordan. She didn't notice her new home being practically lifeless as she walked into the kitchen.

She felt her stomach drop, the atmosphere in the house freaking her out. She passed a mirror, almost missing what she saw. Her eyes were glowing blue, and a dot under the corner of each eye began to do the same. She felt burning on the back of her hands. On her right, the house of El crest glowed brightly in blue. Her surrounding veins also glowed around the crest. Yet on her left, a different crest illuminated.

But before she could try to figure out what crest it was, her surroundings changed completely. In a blink, she was in a warehouse-looking area with the sound of banging echoing in her ears. She turned to see a man next to an RV.

John Henry Irons.

Snapping out of the weird vision Emma scrambled for her phone. She needed to call Lois and Clark. "Fuck!" Emma screamed, realising she left her phone in her bag, which she left in Jordan's room. Emma heard a car pull up and ran to the door, believing it was Sienna. By the time she scrambled her way to the main hall, the door was closed.

Emma felt her entire body freeze. Her eyes darkened as a dim red glow emerged. "Put the lasers away, daughter. There is much we need to discuss" Mal tutted, walking towards Emma. Mal raised her hand to Emma's cheek. She gently caressed it, making Emma want to vomit her heart and soul up. Then with a swing, Mal lifted her hand and smacked Emma's cheek. She fell to the floor from the force, coughing violently.

"That...was for every single mistake you have made since you got here" Mal smiled before walking over Emma's shaking body. Emma knew that even if she tried, there was no way that she was gonna make it to the front door. "Come on! Elrisia we don't have all day" Mal called back like it was nothing. Emma picked herself up from the floor and carefully walked into the kitchen.

She watched as her mother sat by the countertop, leg over her knee with her arms crossed. "What do you want?" Emma asked her, trying to keep herself calm. "If you think I'm going to reveal my ultimate plan then you might as well tell the world Clark's secret" Mal smirked at her daughter. Emma glared at her, the anger bubbling up inside of her. "What have you done with Sienna?" Emma asked, noticing a pen and paper near her. "She's...a little busy at the moment" Mal shrugged, knowing exactly what she was doing.

Emma clenched her fist, taking a deep breath. "What do you want mother? You obviously didn't come here to play meaningless mind games" Emma asked her once more. Mal scoffed at her daughter. "Mind games are never meaningless Elrisia" She waved off. "My name is Emma" Emma gritted her teeth, feeling the sting of her cheek more intensely. "Emma, Elrisia, same thing. Anyways I've come to let you know a small fact" Mal mused, getting up from the stool she sat on.

She walked closer to her daughter, her eyes glowing green. She placed her hands on either shoulder and held onto Emma as tightly as humanly possible. She didn't like the sound of bones breaking simultaneously.

"You will lose. You will never see your little 'family' again. No one can stop what's coming. And something you and I both know..." Mal spat dangerously before leaning closer to Emma's ear. "You will never have Jordan Kent".

Mal pushed Emma back as a screeching sound echoed in the house. "I don't need to tell you the purpose of a Black Mercy" Mal smirked before speeding out of the small home to leave Emma to fend for herself.

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Clark and Lois waited patiently for the twins' next question about the multiverse. They had learned the basics from Emma when she first arrived but she didn't explain the whole concept of Crisis or timelines thankfully. As Jordan and Jon tried to think up a new question, the sound of a large crash shook the house.

Clark was the first to reach the source, with Lois and the boys following in from behind. On the floor of his home, Sienna failed to hold herself up. Her clothes were dishevelled and her hair a mess. A simple knife was lodged in her side, the veins surrounding it glowing a yellow colour against the dark red blood.

"Sienna!" Clark gasped, quick to help the older Kryptonian up. "You... need to find her" Sienna gasped as Clark took out the knife. "Find who?" Lois asked her. "My sister... she's after Emma" Sienna managed before passing out, falling limp in Clark's arms.

Clark used his powers to place Sienna on the couch before flying off to her house. He broke the door coming in, finding the house in ruins. Smashed vases on the floor, broken picture frames and shards of glass were his path. He walked into the lichen, the smell of blood hitting his senses. He noticed Emma's bright red Flash-inspired converse on the floor. He ran over to see Emma, back landed on the hardwood floor a notepad and pen near her unconscious body. A weird plant-like creature sat upon her chest, pink tentacles wrapping around her chest.

Mal was long gone. He was too late.