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Fic: Rainbow’s Freedom (Rainbow Prisms Arc) (21/42)



Title: Rainbow’s Freedom (Rainbow Prisms Arc) (21/42)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Clark/Bruce, Dick, Alfred, Jor-El/Lara
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. Clark finally learns about his identity and heritage. Will that knowledge tear him and Bruce apart? Meanwhile, Rebellion and Abolition twist and turn in the pageantry of events.
The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Challenge, Drama, Slavefic
Rating: (this chapter): G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Bruce, Dick and Alfred learn about Clark’s journey to Earth.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): December 2, 2010
Date Of Posting: November 19, 2011
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 891
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: The magnificent story cover is by the wonderfully-talented ctbn60. Thanks so much, luv! :)



Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.


Jane Taylor
"The Star" in
"Rhymes For The Nursery"
1806 C.E.



XXI

SHOOTING STAR


Bruce, Dick, and Alfred stared in awe at the small, battered rocketship in the root cellar of the Kent Farm.

They had seen plenty of spaceships in their lives. They had taken shuttles and passenger liners and private ships, but there was something about this small, scarred ship that tugged at their hearts.

Their imaginations brought them the image of the small rocketship sailing through the stars, menaced by meteors and comets and pirate ships. The programming had been solid, but what of all those unplanned factors that could have veered the little ship with its vulnerable cargo off-course or destroyed?

Yet it had survived the vagaries of space and had landed in a cornfield in Smallville, Kansas on Earth.

Bruce reached out to touch it and Clark nodded his permission. The surface was hard but cool and Bruce asked, “Do you know what it’s made of?”

Clark shook his head. “I don’t remember. I’ll have to ask Mom and Dad.”

Bruce peered into the cockpit, Alfred and Dick coming forward for a closer look.

“This is just the right size for a young child.”

Clark nodded. “We’ve speculated that this might have been a prototype, but time ran out and I was the only one who could fit, though with removal of one section, a slender adult could have fit.”

Bruce could hear the sadness in Clark’s voice. Most likely the adult would have been his mother, but she had chosen to stay with his father.

I know you never really knew them, Clark, but it still hurts, doesn’t it?

“You said that you had a message from your parents?” Alfred asked.

“That’s right. Let me find the switch.” Clark groped around the panel, satisfaction lighting up his face as he found the right switch.

A holographic beam lanced the darkness, a low hum vibrating against earthen walls. An image appeared that wavered and popped in-and-out, the speaker (who appeared to be male, with a female next to him) beginning to talk in clear English.

That makes sense. Clark’s parents would realize that he’d grow up learning English instead of Kryptonian here.

The words were punctuated by interference.

“Kal {snick}, we wish you all the best. We have sent you to Earth to {sizzle} place, as we know you will use {snap} well. Your mother and I believe in you with all our hearts.”

The images were grainy, perhaps recorded with inferior equipment in the chaos of the moment. Bruce frowned. A rocketship launched just before Krypton exploded? Something niggled at the back of his mind but he couldn’t quite catch it.

“We believe in the cause for freedom. It is your heritage. We know that you will make us proud.”

It was eerie watching Clark’s long-dead parents speaking as Krypton fell down around their heads. What must Clark be feeling, Bruce wondered. He had seen vids of his own parents and they always evoked an odd mixture of joy and sorrow.

He sneaked a look at Clark, who was watching the holograph with tears in his eyes.

Clark’s father stopped speaking, his mother taking over.

“My beloved son, know that your father and I love you with all our hearts. We pray {snick} found by good people who will raise you with love. Your legacy (bzzzz} proud of. You are a true son of the {sizzle, snap}. Live well, my son.”

The holograph winked out.

“There are a few others with fragments of Krypton’s history, but the rest of the holographs are too damaged to make out anything,” Clark said.

Bruce studied the exterior of the rocket. “Looks like you might have been caught up in a meteor shower.” He pointed at the scoring on the surface.

Clark nodded. “I don’t remember that, but…this case, it’s due to how young I was, not because of the quinium.”

Dick poked his head into the cockpit. “It must have taken you awhile to travel from Krypton. Your parents must have put you in suspended animation or something. You’d have been too little to know you should’ve conserved food and drink.”

“You’re right, they probably did. Mom and Dad said I was awake when they found me, though.”

“That must’ve been so awesome, watching that shooting star come down and turn out to be a rocketship! Bet your parents couldn’t believe their eyes.”

Clark laughed. “I don’t think they could. Imagine, a baby dropping out of the sky!”

Dick and Clark giggled together.

“That is quite an image,” Alfred said dryly.

Bruce shook his head but his lips quirked.

Clark put the cloth back over the ship. “We’ve got to unload the pumpkins and decide what faces we’re going to paint.”

“You don’t carve?” asked Bruce.

“We do that, too, for the porch pumpkins.”

Dick was immediately interested, already laughing about Batman and Robin pumpkins.

“Hey, now!” Bruce grumbled as Dick’s laughter increased.

The group ascended the ladder, Bruce the last one to go up. As he put his foot on the bottom rung, he looked back at the shape draped with a cloth, wonder and awe on his face. He turned to climb the ladder.



Tags: alfred pennyworth, clark kent/bruce wayne, dick grayson, jor-el/lara lor-van, rainbow prisms arc, rainbow's freedom, robin, superman/batman
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