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the calvary arrives in Smallville

It was time to mount a rescue effort in Kansas. After losing Clark to the Phantom Zone, April had helped Lionel get back to the safety of his mansion, and then had disappeared to the Nexus. Where she was able to find a couple of people who wanted to help keep the peace.

PINpointing back to the farmyard with her allies, April waited for everyone to get settled. Then she took a breath, and gave them a briefing. "So basically right now we have mass public panic, no technology is working, and there are several friends of Clark's that are missing."

"We have two enemies that we need to be concerned about," April pulls out two artist renditions. "The first is Brainaic, a Kryptonite supercomputer who has been posing as Professor Milton Fine. He has all the Kryptonian powers of flight, strength, speed and healing... but isn't affected by Kryptonite. Meteor rock. He can also shapechange. Chloe, you will go with Alice, Victor Van Dort, Doc and Marty to find Brainaic. Also do what you can for those innocents who need to be saved from this chaos. You will also need to find Martha Kent and Lois Lane, as they are both missing."

"The second is General Zod, who has taken possession of Lex Luthor. Once again Zod has all the Kryptonian powers, and I am not sure if meteor rock will affect him. I haven't had a chance to test it."

"Victor Allen and I will try to find Zod, as we have more experience with dealing with crazy Kryptonians. We will also look for a way to bring Clark out of the Phantom Zone."

"I am going to give each of you a piece of Kryptonite, just in case. And hopefully we can figure out a way to get through this situation." April took a breath. Hoping that their little plan would work for the better good.

((this will be a split thread. Alice and Her gang will go off with Chloe to deal with Brainaic. Victor Allen and April will deal with the Clark issue))

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It is a lot of information all at once. But there's one thing that he finds most important. "I need to find Zod. Do you know where he is?"

"Not at the moment," Doc admits. "That's what April and Victor A were doing. We can try and contact them, though, see if they've found him."

"That'll take too long." He straightens, and tilts his head, listening as far out as his hearing can go. There's a lot more noise now that technology is working again, but he picks up and discards sounds in microseconds, until he's honed in on the tones of his former best friend. "He's at the Luthor mansion..." And then he hears the other Victor, and April. "And so are they."

Here, Clark, have some general gawking. "Dude, you're good," Marty says after a moment. Then he grins, a little nervously. "Go get him?"

He just looks at them, a little apologetic, but even though it's not official it's clear he's in Superman mode now. "Hate to jailbreak and run. I'll be back."

"Be careful," Chloe says.

He nods. "I have a plan." And then there's a blur, and a rush of wind, and Clark is simply gone.

Superman mode is fine, especially when the world's fate may hang in the balance. "Good luck to you," Victor says, raising his hand slightly.

"Give him hell," Marty says with a grin.

After Clark vanishes, there's a moment of silence. "Man, I hope whatever he's got planned works," Marty says finally.

"I'm sure it will," Doc says. "He's Superman, remember?"

"We'll know soon enough," Alice nods.

"Not yet he isn't," Chloe corrects. "But his plans are usually good ones, and he knows a lot more about this than we do."

"Close enough to, for the moment," Marty says. "I guess it's just all about the waiting now, huh?"

"Probably," Alice says. "We should go back to the farmhouse -- and give Mrs. Kent the good news about Clark." That'll be a load off her mind for sure.

Martha is standing on the porch when they come back. "What happened?"

Chloe can't quite restrain the smile. "Well, Clark managed to bust himself out of Kryptonian jail."

Doc nods, smiling as well. "He's fine. He's off to stop Zod right now."

"Hopefully he'll be back soon," Marty says. "I think we're all ready for the near-apocalypse to stop."

Martha nearly starts crying from the sheer relief of knowing that her son is out of danger. Or at least in a more knowable danger, a more normal sort of state. "Oh thank God."

Marty kinda wants to give her a hug or something, but holds back because he just met her. But he does give her a smile. "Yeah, tell me about it. And I'm sure he'll be back in one piece once he stops Zod." At least, that's the hope, but hey, this is Clark we're talking about.

"How did he look? Was he okay?" She wishes now that she'd run after them when she saw them go, but it's a comfort to know that Clark will be coming home.

"Mostly," Chloe says, a little hesitantly. "Nothing a little sunlight didn't cure."

Nodding all around. "He does look rather -- disheveled, but any wounds he may have had appear to have healed the instant he was exposed to sunlight," Doc adds. "So he's probably going to be dirty, but physically all right."

"Typical for him, right?" Marty says with a little smirk.

Victor glances back in the direction Clark zipped off to. "I do hope things go well with Zod. And that--" And that the knife doesn't have to be used. He understands if it does turn out like that, but. . .well, can you blame the guy for having sympathy for Lex?

"We started buying Clark's clothes in bulk years ago," Martha says, smiling through teary eyes. "He destroys them so quickly, it puts him growing out of his clothes as a child to shame."

"Good thing he usually only wears the two colors, too," Marty replies. "Must make it easier."

Alice sees Victor's unease and puts an arm around him. "It'll all be well," she reassures him, and anyone else who might be listening. "Things will work out how they're supposed to."

"If there is a way to defeat Zod without killing Lex, Clark will do it," Chloe agrees. "He and Lex haven't been close for a while, but he's stubborn like that."

"He's never let anyone die when he could save them, not even to keep his secret," Martha agrees. "He won't take the easy way out if there's a path that is just."

"Precisely," Doc agrees. "There's always another way. And he mentioned he had a plan right before he took off, so. . . ." He shrugs. "I think we can all agree that we can trust him, right?"

"I should certainly hope so," Chloe says, with a laugh. For such a bad day, this seems to be ending on a much better note than she'd expected. The world has still gone to shit, and recovery will likely take months, perhaps years, but Clark is back. And that usually means the world is in good hands.

"Since he's back, we should probably hold off on going to find the black ship," she suggests. "We know where it is now, and we can tell him when he's done with Zod. It probably has some super-secret Kryptonian off switch that only he can press or something."

Recovery is always a long process, but they've got their hero back, and everyone seems to be safe and in good hands so far. It seems today will end on a positive note.

"Yeah, and he can get there faster and with less problems than we could," Marty agrees. "You guys want to check to see if more of the net and the TV stations are up now?" Some news of the outside world would be good -- see if the rioting and suchlike has calmed down any.

"Sounds like a good idea," Chloe says, moving to the living room to switch on the TV. A few stations are up and running again, and no one is discussing anything except the mysterious technology blackout. They're already dubbing the event Dark Thursday.

"I should call my contacts in Washington," Martha says, and excuses herself from the room to do government damage control things.

The gang follows Chloe and watches the newscasters. "I wonder what they'll blame for the blackout," Victor comments. "They certainly can't know it's alien in origin."

"Probably some sort of hacker," Doc says, though he looks a bit worried. "Hope this doesn't cause any international incidents, though, because the symbols were unreadable." Because that's the last thing this world needs.

"Probably not," Chloe points out. "The virus was global, not just national. It'd be hard to point blame at any one person or country when everyone got slammed with it. It'll be a bit hard to explain how battery-powered things and vehicles and such stopped working though."

"I'm sure they'll come up with something," Alice says. "People are endlessly imaginative." She pauses. "Except when it comes to naming things. Dark Thursday? Really?"

"It's perfectly descriptive," Doc points out, looking amused. "And aren't half of your friends in Wonderland named things like Hatter and White Queen?"

"I was seven -- what's their excuse?"

"It's the darkest Thursday I've ever seen," Chloe comments, gaze glued to the endless footage of burning cities and riots in the streets, and the welcome addition of red and blue lights of cop cars. "It's simple, easy to remember, and descriptive enough that everyone knows what you mean. I'll probably be helping to investigate the story once the Planet is up and running again. I don't expect there'll be a new edition tomorrow, probably."

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