Love and War

Prologue

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November 1918- Republic of Krypton, near Austria

It was a rainy afternoon shortly before Thanksgiving when the young man came walking up towards his home village, anyone who looked could see that he had been through hell and back. The young man kept his head down as he walked, remembering the streets he grew up in like the back of his hand; wondering if his family would even recognize him. He soon came upon a well-kept manor at the end of the road and sighed, staring up at it before sighing and walking up to the door. He took another deep breath to collect himself before knocking, waiting a few minutes before a woman opened the door. She took only a moment before gasping softly as she recognized the familiar face of her youngest son, crying out to her husband before embracing him tightly.

Soon his whole family were there, his father and two older brothers, hugging him tightly and crying as they had been told that he had died in the trenches or was taken prisoner by the enemy. They slowly made their way to the sitting room to sit down and hear his story on how he made it back, where he recounted how he became disillusioned with Germany, Austria-Hungary, and its allies. His father wasn't happy hearing it and let him know that there would be no more talk of that in his house before leaving as well as one of his brothers. He sat there with his mother and older brother, feeling alienated and out of place until his brother put his hand on his shoulder. "I understand it all brother... I too saw how wrong the Kaiser and his generals were," he told him. The younger brother looked up at him.

"Can I count on you still Jor? To be by my side and not abandon me?" he asked. Jor-El looked at his brother and smiled softly before pulling him into a hug.

"You can always count on me Zor-El, you know that. No matter what happens, I'll always be your big brother," he told him, causing Zor-El to smile.

June 1922- Port of Hamburg, Germany

The port was bustling with refugees from the recently defunct Republic of Krypton, trying to get their families out of the now hostile country. Zor-El and his brother Jor-El were frantically moving their small families through the crowd. "Zor, are you sure we'll be safe in America?!" Jor shouted over the crowd, keeping his wife Lara Lor-Van and his young son Kal-El close. Zor-El continued to guide his wife Alura In-Ze, who was holding a three-month-old Kars-El and looked at his brother.

"I'm sure, I already wrote to Johnathan and Jeremiah that we were coming," he told him, pushing through another group of people. "They're willing to help us get settled there, they're good men Jor. I trust them with my life," he told him. Jor nodded and they soon came to the boarding area of the harbor. The parents faces dropped when they saw the sign posted at the booth.

'ATTENTION ALL KRYPTONIAN REFUGEE'S:

The governments have deemed that the only evacuees at this moment will only be children, parents will be able to follow at a later date. Please see the attendant to register your children as refugee's and indicate where to send them to. If you have no way of contacting someone the children will be placed in the care of the specified countries government until you can either contact a family member or you arrive.

Zor-El growled and kicked the post, startling his son who started to cry. "Damn it! First they kick us out of our homeland, now they want us to abandon our children?!" he cried. Alura gently rocked Kars-El and Jor came over to his brother, motioning for Lara to help his sister-in-law. He put a hand on the younger man's shoulder.