Connor's Breaking Point

Chapter 1

All Connor wanted to feel was accepted. Especially by his so called father, Superman. He felt so depressed that he cuts himself with a kyrpotine laced blade. He felt relief as the cool blade cut into his skin. He felt relief as his warm blood ran slowly down his cool arm. After the feeling passed, he would feel guilty cutting himself again. After about 15 cuts on his arm, he would put the bloody blade in the drawer so that he would allow himself to heal. Only one person knew about his releasing strategy. That person was Kaldur.

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Kaldur found out about Connor's problem when he looked in Connor's personal bathroom to see his blood spilled into the sink. Kaldur told Connor that he had to talk to someone about this. Connor, in tears, begged him not to tell anyone. They both agreed that they would have a chat once or twice a week to help Connor no longer feel the need to cut himself. He has not cut himself in about 5 weeks. Then the worst thing happened.

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Superman just had to come to the cave. He just had to get into an argument with Batman over Connor. He just had to say those words:

"He is not my son nor my responsibility."

What made it even worse was that Connor was in the room when it was said. The Team gave Superman the nastiest of looks as Connor ran off into his room, slamming the door behind him. He cried on his bed and stared longingly at the drawer that he held his second blade.

"How dare you." Kaldur said coldly at Superman.

"I beg your pardon?" Superman asked shocked.

"How dare you treat your son like trash. Do you even know what you did to him?" Kaldur asked in a sharp tone.

"You don't know what you are talking about." Superman said.

"Oh I do. Let me tell you a tale. There once was a boy who everyday of his life was beaten by his father. One day his father pulled out a gun and shot his son. Instead, it was his mother who was shot that day, not the son. His father was taken to jail but he never served a single day of his life. The boy was only 6 years old. He was put into an orphanage and stayed there for two years. One day, two year later, a man came in and asked the boy if he wanted to go home with him. When the child asked him why the man replied that no child should live without love from a parent. Then the boy went with the man and lived with him for eight years even to this day. All of that time, the man loved the boy like one of his own along with his wife. When the boy cried, even to this day, the man would hold the boy. The child was not even his own and yet the man treated him like it. So tell me this, why is it that the man treat the boy like his own son when you treat your own flesh and blood like crap?" Kaldur explained as he kept his voice as even as he could.

Superman was quiet. He did not know how to respond. The Team never knew the tale, but Megan knew that it was very personal to Kaldur by the mental wave length he gave off. Superman tried to say something but he fell to the ground. This only happened when kryponite was in the same room or area near him. Kaldur knew where it was coming from but he did not want to believe.

"No!" Kaldur shouted softly as he ran to Connor's room in a panic.

Kaldur started to pound on the door furiously.

"Connor, open the door!" Kaldur shouted loudly.

Kaldur did not get a response form Team and Batman quickly followed Kaldur and were very confused.

"What is going on?" Batman asked.

"Connor has been harming himself with a kryponite blade for several weeks. He told me that he has not harmed himself in 5 weeks." Kaldur explained.