Superboy Jon Kent Novels & Stories

But after a few seconds, he frowned slightly. Seeing his expression, Cristofer became nervous and flustered. He immediately squatted down and took Yohan's hand, saying, “Hi, Yohan. It’s Dad.” Still frowning, Yohan walked around him and asked in confusion, “Dad, do you really have a superpower?” “What?” Cristofer was confused. “Mrs. Moorsum said you are a superhero. Dad, what superpower do you have?” Amused by his words, Cristofer laughed and said, “Only when I need to beat the bad guys can I show my superpower. At other times, I can’t let others know about my superpower and have to keep a low profile.”

Kendra was out to a meeting somewhere, and except for the scratch of Brian's pencil over the paper, the house was quiet. They had decided to spend some time at Philip's apartment. “Hey, buddy,” Philip said, walking over and ruffling Brian’s hair. “What’re you working on?” Brian looked up with a big smile. "I'm drawing a superhero! He's got super speed and he can fly and... and he's super strong!" Philip chuckled and leaned over to take a peek at the picture. "Looks like a pretty cool hero. What's his name?" Brian was quiet for a moment, his eyes then lighting as he exclaimed, "Super Dad!

[Hyacinth] “Superheroes,” Slate looks skeptical. “Like Superman?” As we made our way along the highway headed south, we decided to take Bash with us on our little adventure down the coast. It was easier than taking him back to River City and then heading out alone again.

As the team rushed to the Night Hawk’s rear armory and stacked up on ammunition. While the team was busy getting ready Kent on the other hand was busy helping the two with their suits. Micheal walked towards Kent with a juice box and a straw tapping him on the shoulder. "Yes?" Micheal asked. "Sure Micheal, give me one moment." Kent replied. Micheal had a huge smile on his face when Kent helped him with his juice box. Despite being an 8-foot tall genetically engineered superhuman he had the brain of a 5-year-old.

Brooke's uncle lived in a cabin. It was a huge cabin just around town. Dr Shields welcomed both boys into his humble abode which was quite messy, immediately sending the message that he was single. "So to what do I owe such a sudden visit from you boys?" Dr Shields asked after offering them some soda. "Uncle Ash,Jeremy's got a problem. He's suddenly developed superpowers. He can control air and run with the speed of light, plus he heals pretty quickly." Brooke explained. "I'm gonna need a detailed explanation of what you're talking about." Dr Ashton Shields requested and Jeremy went on to narrate his experiences all over again.

he asks, his big poppy eyes filled with concern. “Yes, baby… he’s going to be fine. He just needs to rest and heal,” I reassure him. He nods slowly. “Attie, why are you calling him Superman?” He hesitates, then says softly, “Because… he doesn’t like it when I call him uncle…” My heart stutters. I swallow the lump rising in my throat. “And he’s so super amazing… so I decided to call him Superman.” “Did he tell you why he didn’t like you calling him uncle?”