The Chronicles of The Trinity on Earth-10: Part One - Superman

Chapter Eleven: Lois And Platinum Kryptonite

Kent Overwater Bungalow | Tahiti, French Polynesia
Monday, September 17, 2018 | 23:30 TAHT

You ever wonder what horrendous crimes you may have committed in a past life to deserve what seems like extreme and unwarranted punishment in the life you're living now? Well, it's crossed my mind once or twice in the last hour that we've been back at the bungalow, because Lois is stuck on our ceiling. And there isn't any glue on the ceiling, either.

After I calm down my new wife just long enough to do a full workup on her physiology, I come to two conclusions: That gem around Lois' neck definitively did not originate from Earth, and unless my understanding of the human anatomy is mistaken... neither did Lois.

And that's funny, because the last time I took a look at Lois' innards, she was human. But at this point, her physiology very closely resembles... mine! Which should be impossible. But, now that I think about it, she wasn't feeling well, at all, the entire plane ride here. But when she got off the plane, and stepped into the sunlight, it was like she had gotten a good night's sleep and was well-rested and rejuvenated. Her migraine, nausea, muscle pain, all of it, it was gone, as though she never had any of it on the way here. I was concerned, but when she assured me that she felt fine, I didn't think anything else about it. But now, it's definitely become an issue, so...

"Honey, I need you to do something for me," I tell her, working out a hypothesis that just came to me.

"What is it?" she asks me.

"Try to think about not flying, okay?"

"What?! What makes you so sure that it's me doing the 'flying'?!"

I fly up to her and say, "Because I'm running through a possible hypothesis that, if you're able to will yourself to stop defying gravity, I'll know it's right."

"Okay, I'll try."

And as she concentrates, hard, she just drops from the ceiling and into my arms, crying and shaking from fear. I rock her and calm her down, and after a while, she asks me, "Do you know what's wrong with me, Clark?"

"My hypothesis was correct, which means that now, there's nothing wrong with you. At all. But Lois, I need to tell you something, and I need you to promise me not to freak out."

"I'll try really hard not to freak out."

"Okay. Well, honey, you're not exactly... by most definitions... human... anymore."

"Well, what the hell am I, then?!"

"I think that somehow, you've been turned into one of my people. As in... Kryptonian."

She looks at me, wide-eyed, and I continue, "And I think that somehow, this gem around your neck did it, and I won't definitively know for sure until I take you back to the Fortress to run some tests, but from the looks of things, these changes to your body and genetic code appear to be... permanent."

She immediately goes pale, and having an expression on her face as though she'd seen a ghost, she rips the gem from her neck, quickly gets off me, walks outside the bungalow and chucks the gem into space. Luckily, I zip past her and catch it in space in a clear, plastic, one-gallon, freezer bag and seal it before flying back to Earth.

Fortress of Solitude | North Pole, Arctic Circle
Monday, September 17, 2018 | 05:31 EDT

But before I go back to Lois, I take the strange gem to the Fortress for Jor-El and Lara to analyze and tell them that I'll be bringing Lois by in six days' time for them to have a look at, too. And with that, I leave the Fortress.

Kent Overwater Bungalow | Tahiti, French Polynesia
Monday, September 17, 2018 | 23:32 TAHT

When I get back to Lois, I find her in a corner of our bedroom, curled up in a ball, and an absolute mess of tears.