After Clark showed Jorden his heritage and the AI version of his kryptonian father they were about to head back home and share what they found with the visit but when they were walking out Jor-El called Clark back to talk to him. "Go ahead Jordan I'll be out in a sec" "Ok but hurry up I don't wanna freeze to death" Clark laughed at Jordan's playful tone and walked back to his hologram father. "Son, you need to find her you need to find the chosen one. She has remarkable powers, ones that she is unaware of, ones that will help other but will get her into life threatening situations." "Does she need help? Does she need my help?" "Yes, she needs help, just not yours"
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Abigail's parent thought the since Martha thought it would be fun to go to the Cushing's BBQ and play with Sophie that they should force her to go as well. She just wasn't ready for all of the names that were thrown at her when she disagreed. It never uses to be verbal abuse it was always just ignoring her and pretending she's not there.
Abigail can't even remember the last time she was told off for something that Martha said she did, her parents just weren't realising what was happening and she didn't know how to explain it, they just acted like getting worse was an everyday thing.
Now let's get back to how pissed off Abigail is that she has to be forced into the house of the person who hates her the most.
Abigail had just been stood there by herself for a while before deciding she wanted to get some food but instead of disturbing an adult, she did the reasonable thing and stood at the food stand chewing on a bread stick. Until Jonathan Kent comes along, yet again.
"Hey", that is a voice that Abigail knew she would probably never be able to get rid of wholly due to the fact that in the past few days he hasn't left her alone.
"Erm, hey? Can I help you?" She asks back curiously.
"Yes actually, yes you can. You see we've met about four times..." Jonathan starts to trail off "You know my name and I don't... can you see where I'm going with this" He finishes a bit desperately.
"Oooh, I see, so you want to know my name" the little smirk she has on her face is hidden from the boy.
"Yes, yes I do" they both just stood in silence for a moment, "So are you going to tell me "He waves his arms around a little to try and get his point across with a cute little smile stretching across his face.
"You've waited this long I'm sure you can wait a little bit longer can't you Jonathan Kent" then she walked away leaving a boy frustrated about the girl who knew his name.
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This is kinda short but oh well. Jonathan has to wait even longer to find out her name can you believe that? Why does he want to know it so bad?
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FanfictionAbigail Whitlock was a sweet child the golden child that everybody loved and adored. Her parents would push her and push her to get everything perfect and she thought that it was how life was supposed to be. That is until her perfect little sister...