06 - S

[Nunu Note: Hi guys! Initially, I planned to do the story just about MCU, but honestly, I had no idea that the reception you would give me would be so great, and I thought that MCU would be small, I couldn't write several hundred chapters just about the MCU, maybe a few hundred? So I will probably start mixing the two, MCU and the comics with the course of the story, making it possible to represent "The fall of the avengers" after the end of MCU. This is obviously hundreds of chapters away, but it's just to share my plans with you. I know this is not the correct chronological order, but this is a fanfic, mixing the MCU and the comic universe is already complicated by itself, I will do my best to leave as few holes as possible and keep the story interesting. For now, we'll keep with the MCU and some slight changes].

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"Do you really think it's okay to go to school? If there's a problem, we can teach you at home." My mother said to me while she gave me a worried look.

Now I was getting ready in my bedroom mirror. Honestly, it was a headache getting my hair done. As I became stronger with the sunlight, my hair also became more beautiful, but much more resistant. To the point that in order to get my hair cut, the only person with enough strength was myself. Instead of small knives, I had to improvise with a very sharp knife and step by step cut the threads, completely destroying the poor knife in the process.

My reflection was very good. I managed to get a degree-cut on the sides of my hair even though I had all the difficulty, but the top I had more problems. That part was more rebellious, so in order not to destroy five other knives, I just tried my best not to let my hair get embarrassed and made the top feel up.

My Kryptonian eyes were blue, but so blue that they looked like lighted beacons. What I had to spend wearing my dad's round sunglasses, which he said were steampunk style.

Adding that to a black leather jacket we bought together when my parents first came to introduce me to the city, I was really looking a lot like they call a bad boy. Something very popular in this land during those years.

"It's okay, Mom. Don't you trust me?" I asked with a smile as I stared at her after lifting the sunglasses for my hair.

"I trust your personality, but you still don't know how to control your powers." She said in a lost tone of voice as she looked at the wall of my room that it was covered by some woods temporarily.

"That was a slip, Krypto had taken the jacket you gave me... you know how much it matters to me." I said as I caressed the first gift they both chose for me.

"Ahh, all right. You don't say that kind of thing, you know I get sentimental." She said while she sighed.

"But no superpowers, huh? You know what happened to Captain America, right?" She asked me.

"Yes, Mother, he died because he was careless with his enemies." I said it while I rolled my eyes.

"All right, your dad said he'd give you something for your first day at school, he's waiting downstairs, let me give you a kiss." She came towards me and kissed my forehead, which I liked very much by the way.

I went downstairs and found my dad propped up with his back to the wall while playing with something in his hands.

"Hey, Dad, Mom said you wanted to tell me something." I said it while I was anchoring myself to the wall next to him.

"John, I know your mother is worried for you, but since you told me the meaning of the symbol stamped on the chest of your toga, I couldn't stop thinking about something. From what you told us about your old parents, they were wonderful people, and I'm sure they would want you to do the right thing, so honor the symbol of your El house and be the hope for others. I'll cover you in case something happens, just be careful. Okay?" he said as he opened his hand to me and showed me a little brooch with the letter "S" from this world that he had probably made by hand.

"Dad... I..." I did not know what to say, I felt the words stuck in my chest, but only by noticing his gaze did I know that he had understood what I meant. Stopping trying to explain in words, I gave him a hug to explain in actions.

 It had been 3 weeks since I had arrived here on this planet and I had already attached myself to my new parents, of course, without forgetting the old ones.

And one day when I was coming back from the area market...

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I was carrying a bag full of seeds in one hand, spinning in the other a bag with some snacks that Krypto loved, and whistling a fun song that I heard playing on the radio, until suddenly I saw a woman being pulled by a pair of hands into an alley.

Worried about her, I ran back to see what was happening and witnessed one of the most horrible scenes I had ever seen in my life.

Two men were pulling down their pants while they held the woman's arms, legs and covered her mouths so she couldn't resist after they tore her dress and threw it aside. Seeing that, the "El" blood in my body started to stir and I had to do something about it.

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing?" I screamed in anger.

Hearing someone shouting at them, the two bad guys got scared at first, but seeing that it was just a teenager they relaxed and showed a look of contempt by shouting at me while pointing a gun in my direction. "Get out of here if you don't want to die boy, be glad we spare your life hahaha!"

I looked into the eyes of the woman who desperately tried to escape the clutches of these men while rivers of tears flowed down her face. What she meant by that look was obvious. "Save me."

 I didn't think twice, even though I had only been on the planet for 5 days and my strength was still not powerful enough to be indestructible, I took the heavy bag of seeds that I was holding and threw it at one man and ran towards the other. When the bag hit him unprepared, the impact on his chest made him fall to the ground without air, his hands tried to grab the air in desperation to try to breathe, but any attempt was in vain.

The other man, who was holding the gun, was frightened at how far his partner flew, took the gun at me and shot me.

I got shot when I was in the middle of the way and my shoulder pulled back a bit, but I didn't stop, before the man could understand why I didn't fall for his gunshot even though I was a teenager, I punched him in the chest with all my strength and I definitely felt some ribs being broken as he fell with difficulty breathing exactly like the other man.

I stopped caring about the two of them and went to try to help the woman. She was still crying in a corner, maybe even traumatized. When she noticed that the men who were trying to rape her were lying on the ground, without thinking twice she ran and hugged me, the only person who could make her feel safe at that moment, the only person who could give her... hope..."

When I came home with a gunshot wound, my mother almost fainted from worrying about losing another child, but even with her giving me a moral lesson to be more careful, I could feel that inside she was proud of me for having helped a defenseless woman.

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Since that day I have nurtured a desire to want to use my superpowers to help defenseless people, wronged people, people of good against evil people who wanted to do evil.

And my father, he had the same thought as me that "If I can save people, I must save people."

And the S that he gave me now, represented the hope that I should represent for whom I saved, just like that woman. 

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