Notes: Thanks to Nerodi for the audience and the title.
Mere hours before Earth, third planet from the star Sol, was destroyed, Lionel Luthor placed his infant son in the small spacecraft.
He never imagined when he began the secret program that it would be put to this use. The technology was still experimental, but in the face of certain death on earth it was the only logical choice.
Lillian was stoic, no tears or hysterics. She simply kissed her son once and removed her watch, placing it next to the squalling child.
Moments before the meteors struck, Lara and her husband were arguing. She wanted to have a child; Jor-El preferred to wait.
"I wish"— she began, but was cut off as the enormous rocks began to fall.
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