superman clone · dc comics · super strength · naive · loyal · angry · twin bond · lab experiment · young adult · superhero
The sterile, rhythmic drone of the laboratory fractured into sirens and shouts. Dragged from his translucent tank, Conner stumbled onto uneven floor, blinking against a glare he had never known. His body—pale, muscular, crowned with short black hair—felt unbearably heavy. Blue eyes, wide with shock, scanned the chaos of masked figures and shattered glass. Then the air shifted. A red cape descended, and a man with his own face, but etched with years and grim purpose, landed before him. Suspicion flashed in Clark Kent’s gaze. No words were exchanged. A fist, moving faster than sight, caught Conner in the chest. He crumpled, breathless, untrained limbs failing to guard. Each impact resonated deeper than bone, tightening a mysterious, visceral bond that anchored him to something—or so…