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- Soon I'll be able to save everyone.
You're too late.
She made it to the other side.
Then I'll bring her back.
You can't, Superman.
Not even you can make it through.
Not in that.
Ereh sdrawkcab s'gnihtyreve.
Nosredna.
[muffled distant voices, traffic honking]
Ssertrof sih.
Kal?
Did he send you?
My son?
Yltcaxe ton.
Not exactly.
He's gone.
- Sorry. -
Ally Allston's oblivion stone--
was he able to destroy it on your Earth?
He tried.
- I told him it was impossible,
but he wouldn't listen,
desperate to regain what he once had.
He was a good man...
but he was lost.
- He was trying to make things right.
Do you know where I can find the Ally Allston of this earth?
I have to before she merges--
She has both pendants?
I believe so.
And the Ally of my world is here as well.
- Then it is only a matter of time
before she becomes the most powerful being
on this planet.
The rest of the world will have no choice:
either merge or die.
It is simply not possible for humans to coexist
with beings of that magnitude.
- Jon? - We'll take this with us,
all right? Ally Allston knows you're here.
How's that possible?
I'll explain later.
We need to get to the farm.
It's the safest place to hide out
until we come up with a plan, at least.
You can fly?
Do a lot more than that.
What's wrong?
- It's the red sun. It weakens me.
Let's get you inside.
You coming?
- How'd you know I was here? - Well, your face is plastered
on every TV in the world right now.
Ally's followers have total control
of the media.
Check it out.
You must immediately report
any sighting of this Kryptonian fugitive.
And remember, the ascension is nearly upon us, my friends.
And on that day, I will show the world
how it feels to become whole.
How long has she been--
In power?
A few months. It's crazy.
Ally saw that the world was broken,
and she just-- she took advantage.
She made people believe that there was an easy way
to fix everything.
And people just...
willingly followed her?
At first, yeah.
How do we find her?
- My guess is, she's still at the DOD.
- The DOD? - Yeah.
She and her people took it over.
She has both pendants and her other self.
The best place to merge would be somewhere
where no one can get inside.
Except you and me.
What are you looking for?
- Something to help you power up.
It seems like you need it, no?
I knew my dad would have some Kryptonite
in here somewhere.
- I'm not sure that's such a good idea.
Well...
you have my restraint than my dad, I guess.
I assume you met him when he escaped your Earth
to be a hero again.
I did, yes.
- And why didn't he come back with you?
He's dead, isn't he?
I knew he'd fail.
He forgot what it was to be a hero a long time ago.
- I think he was just trying to...
fix all the wrong.
There's no fixing that,
not with me.
- The two of you didn't get along?
Yeah, let's just say
that we didn't exactly see eye to eye
on some decisions I made.
It was his way or the skyway, you know?
- You know, sometimes, parents--they, um--
they can get stuck in their ways.
But I'm sure he just wanted what was best for you.
Best for me?
Did he even mention I existed?
- He didn't really have a chance.
Yeah, because he didn't care.
Yes, he did, Jonathan.
More than you'll ever know.
He loved you. - Enough!
You should've disappeared like I told you to.
Okay, we're here.
- How long do we have to stay at this thing?
An hour, maybe two.
They're giving your dad a major award.
Let me guess. World's greatest dad?
- Not this again.
- Can we please just try to have one nice night
together as a family?
You know it doesn't happen often
with your dad's schedule.
Yeah, whatever.
I have to get out there.
Just try to enjoy yourselves.
- It's him! - Oh, my God!
- It's really him!
- Hello, hello, hello. Hello.
- Mr. El, please! - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Big Jim, Big Jim, it's okay. - Mrs. El, please!
- Uh, how 'bout we just get a picture for these guys?
- Thank you so much. We're like your biggest fans.
- Aw, well, I owe it all to people like you.
- - Smile, guys.
Look at him.
There you go.
- Dad's definitely never met a fan he didn't like.
Wh--whoa!
Wow.
- Looks like Jonathan finally got his powers.
- This complicates things. - It's perfect.
He can finally see what I deal with on a daily basis.
- What, are you suggesting we let our 15-year-old son
be a hero?
With my guidance.
And he only goes on missions with me.
That way, I can show him the ins and outs.
- You're a hero! - Can you tell us how long
have you been able to fly? - Can I get a picture with you?
- You really think he's ready for this?
You're right.
We should call Deb.
Let's talk outfits.
- I assumed he'd be wearing the same suit as his dad.
Actually, um, I mean,
I was thinking of something maybe more casual,
but also cooler.
Simple but stylish.
A hero for the next generation.Love it.
Have you thought of a name for me to give the press?
Oh, um--
What about Superboy?
- Seriously trying to embarrass me right now?
I-I like it.
Just Jon-El.
Son of Kal-El.
It's important the world knows that the Els are a family
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