Facing It Head-On

Clark gently patted his adoptive mother's shoulder and forced a faint smile. That smile contained many emotions: comfort, helplessness, gratitude... The two of them had depended on each other for ten years, working hard to run a farm. They could not make a fortune, but they lived comfortably enough. Besides, Clark was incredibly capable, so there was no need to hire workers. But all of that seemed so pale and powerless before the Kryptonians, before General Zod.