More Revelation

"I love shadow clone jutsu," Cynthia said with a wide smile while sipping on an orange juice. She looked at all the shadow clones in her base with a look of a proud mother. Some were playing chess and it was going nowhere as both sides had their own share of absolute combat! Some were training in all kinds of martial arts from katas to ancient kung fu. Others were deligently studying in the internet. Can forget to keep up with school work, each clone per subject. Somehow she knew there was a college student out there that would kill for this ability. But, two of them were involved in studying Match.

The clone had become docile after many beatdowns and he was now absolutely terrified of the hyperactive girl in front of him Seeing how she could make more clones had made him even more docile, borderline sheepish. So, she had assigned two clones to check on his DNA and find out how they could fix him. The two went to her after two days of examniations.

"I think we might have more success with a DNA from the source," one of them spoke first.

"All we have now is speculations. Is he been cloned in the image of a human or is there something lacking in his cloning? Those are the most important questions that we need to answer right now," the other said.

"Can't we get it from Superboy? He is a source too," Cynthia asked, already knowing the answer.

"You can't be that dumb, original," the first clone chuckled but her partner hit her on the ribs, making her stop.

"Superboy's DNA is a mixture of Superman's and Lex Luther, it will not be a match. Since Match was designed with all of Superman's DNA, it stands to reason we need his DNA instead," the second explained, patiently. Cynthia sighed as she massaged her temples.

"I was thinking of just sitting back and kicking it but I can't leave this job to a clone," she sighed before getting off her chair and went to where Match was seated. "Listen, sweety, I'm gonna go away. If any of these mes bully you, tell me and I will kick their butts for you, okay?" Match could only nod. She ruffled his hair before using Flying Thunder God jutsu to teleport out of the cave. She appeared on top of the Hollywood sign where a kunai was stuck on top of letter Y.

'Okay, how can air get a fresh DNA sample of Superman? There's actually quite a lot of ways. I can raid Lexcorp, that man always had a boner for the man of steel's DNA. I can change into Lois Lane and seduce him, let him release into me and I would have it, yuck! I'm never doing that. I could pretend to be a criminal and fight him to draw blood then disappear. That sounds tiresome. I can also get a shard of Kryptonite, impersonate Lois Lane and when his guard is down, stab him with it. I would get a fresh sample of his blood without too much work. Now, where do I get a shard of Kryptonite?' She thought for a while before the answer came to her.

"Of course!" she shouted. Her body was suddenly surrounded by blue lightning and she took off. This was an advanced form of the nurse Lightning armor. She streaked towards Clark Kent's hometown, Smallville. As the place where his ship landed, it also stands to reason it was the place where she would get green kryptonite from.

Unlike how it seems, green kryptonite is not a common commodity, especially with Superman on the singular mission of destroying every last one of them. If it was, Superman would be dead by now with how many villians he fights that have superstrength and the sort! But, it stands to reason that he might have dragged some green kryptonites to Smallville from his escape.

'What a small town,' Cynthia said as she walked on the streets of Smallville. She was out of her vigilante uniform and was wearing a black top, black sweatpants that wrapped around just above her ankles and black sneakers with ankle socks. Smallville was a small town so everyone knew each other that was why everyone was looking at her with curiousity and to some boys, lust.

"You lost, sweetheart?" an old woman asked her while she was walking past her flower shop. Cynthia stopped and turned to her.

"Actually, yes. I'm looking for the Kent Farm. Can you direct me to it?" she asked, sweetly.

"Ohh, you must be one of Kara's friends," the old lady cooed, making Cynthia almost frown. She only knew one Kara that can be related to the Kents, Kara Zor-El, Superman's cousin.

'What the fuck is she doing here? How the fuck did she get here? I thought events would follow the Young Justice lore but I seemed to be mistaken, or, Superman was hiding his cousin from the League,' she thought while on the outside, she smiled brightly.

"I was her friend in Metropolis when she visited Clark Kent. I decided to surprise her," she answered. The old lady just nodded while smiling even more.

"Well then, my grandson can give you a ride there," she said before leaning closer. "Poor boy been trying to ask her out for sometime now."

"That won't be necessary," Cynthia said before using genjutsu on her. She got the information she needed from her head and then adjusted her memories before letting her go.

"Alright, take care dear," the old woman said and Cynthia set off.

Once she was far from the town, she sped off to the farm, arriving in a second. Sensing for any chi inside, she found out there was nobody present. So, she headed to the barn, broke apart the chain in the door and looked for the trapdoor to the barn's underground.

"Bingo," she exclaimed when she found it. She opened it and went down the stairs, entering the secret compartment where the Kents had kept Kal-El's spaceship. "An alien spaceship. I bet this would fetch a few trillion in the black market."

As much as she thought of touching the ship, she did not dare for fear it might send out a destress signal, bringing the two Kryptonians after her ass. It was still too early to show she could throw hands with a Kryptonian! So, she started looking around till she found a glowing green rock hidden in a small heap of hay.

"There's my beautiful space rock," she laughed as she picked it up and gave it a kiss. "Let's get out of here." She quickly got out of the compartment and barn. She was about to use flying thunder god jutsu when someone tapped her shoulder. She turned around and saw a blonde haired, blue eyed, athletic bodies girl wearing a tight fighting t-shirt underneath a farm apron looking at her with narrowed eyes.

"Who are you and what were you doing in our barn?" she asked.