Villainous ✦ Supergirl

four.

Landing in Smallville was like a blast from the past. Wow, I really had not been here in a long time. Weird. I mean, I grew up here. My family is here. Well, the family I knew on this Earth, anyways. I knew for a fact that Clark wasn't here, but I also knew I both needed to visit my family and come up with a plan away from Kara. I didn't know what to do about the people who spotted 'Kara' helping Superman in Metropolis. I decided to call Clark, but he didn't answer, so I left him a message, simply telling him I expected to see him at home tonight. I emphasized the word home hoping he would get what I was trying to say.

Smallville was, well, small. I didn't feel the need to fly around, so I decided to simply walk to the Clark household. It was actually pretty soothing to get away from the city and just take my time. It was mid-afternoon, and all of the teenagers where getting out of school. It was crazy, seeing how this small town hasn't changed but is still dramatically different than what I remember. 

Eventually I got home. The second that single word ran through my mind, it generated so many emotions. During the twelve years I lived with the Kents, I had always thought that this was not my home. I knew where my home was. It was on Krypton, where I was born and raised until, two weeks before my tenth birthday, it was destroyed. But now that I look back, this is my home. That was my first thought when I thought of Smallville and the Kents. Home.

I didn't even have to knock on the door before it was opened, out rushing the woman I knew as my mother. Clark was raised here since he was a baby, so he of course knew them as his parents. Growing up, it made me uncomfortable to call them Mom and Dad, but now that I've grown on Earth, it was practically second nature.

I hugged her tightly. "Em, it's been far too long." She said, hugging me back. It was odd, the way different people in my life had nicknames for me. They didn't really do that on Krypton. Maybe the family had a small nickname, but rarely anyone I knew personally called me Aimera. My friends usually called me Aimes, Clark called me Mara, and my mother called me Em. There was a reason behind it. When I was growing up here, I did not want her to call me Aimera. She said it once, and it was in such a motherly tone that I broke down. Nicknames were a foreign concept to me in the first few years, so she simply called me Em. It was easy for me to understand, given my last name was Zor-Em.

We entered, and she told me that my father was out in the field but was looking forward to seeing me and Clark both.

"Especially you. Since you haven't visited in so long." She said, in a scolding manner.

"I'm sorry, mom. I've been busy." I said, smiling at her insistence.

We spent the next hour or so simply catching up. I made a mental note in my head to come visit more. I was a Kryptonian, it wasn't like I couldn't fly here at a supersonic speed to see her every now and again.

Soon, there was a knock on the door. "Come in!" She called.

That was another thing that often left me dumbstruck growing up. Smallville was so close-knit that everyone trusted each other enough to let people in without checking the door. I looked through the door with my x-ray vision, just to be safe, and smiled immediately.

The door opened, revealing the man himself, Clark Kent.

"My darling boy!" My mother said, in the way that mothers do.

I smiled. Yep. I was definitely at home.