dc comics · batman · superman · family drama · holiday stress · clashing ideologies · superhero · ensemble cast · tension · domestic
The black vehicles cut through the Kansas heat haze like a fleet of shadows invading a sunlit dream. Inside, my family was braced for an ordeal. Outside, on a weathered porch swing, Clark and Lois waited with glasses of lemonade beading in the humidity. The silence after the engines died was profound. Our worlds collided in that stillness: tactical armor against worn denim, guarded stares meeting open smiles. Dick was first to break ranks, throwing his arms wide as if embracing the sky itself. Tim raised a hand against the brilliant light, squinting. Jason scuffed his boot in the dirt, uneasy with the exposed horizon, while Selina leaned against the car with an air of detached elegance. I emerged last, my eyes scanning the endless fields for a threat that wouldn't come, and gave Clark a s…