The room in Wayne Industries was bright and busy.
Ojaga sat with Barry, explaining everything quietly.
"How we built the suits, the powers, the floods—all of it," Ojaga said.
Barry listened carefully, nodding.
Bruce and Clark stood nearby.
Barry smiled suddenly, "One more thing—my father is locked up. We need to help him."
Ojaga nodded.
Using his father's connections, Ojaga arranged to get Barry's father released.
Later, Barry's father met both the Wayne and Kent families.
The room was full of respect and cautious smiles.
Barry's dad shook Jonathan Kent's hand and Thomas Wayne's.
"It's good to finally meet."
Clark smiled.
"We're all here for the same fight."
The next morning, the four heroes—Ojaga, Clark, Bruce, and Barry—trained together.
Their movements were sharp and coordinated.
Bruce released a glowing magical seal under his palm.
Ojaga focused his ki into a blazing blast.
Clark unleashed a cold, swirling frost.
Barry was a blur, dashing around throwing quick punches.
Suddenly, a news bulletin interrupted.
A large ship had surfaced from the deep sea in Antarctica.
The world watched in shock.
Without hesitation, Ojaga said, "We need to check this out."
At Antarctica, the sea was icy and surrounded by military ships.
Multiple navy vessels blocked the horizon.
Ojaga looked at the fleet. "Clark, Barry, show your power."
Clark nodded.
"Make them unconscious—but don't harm."
Barry cracked his knuckles with a smile.
Clark stepped forward.
His hands glowed icy blue.
With a smooth motion, he sent a freezing wave toward the soldiers.
One by one, they collapsed silently.
Barry darted around, releasing electric speed punches that knocked out soldiers without pain.
Ojaga watched, analyzing the ship.
In his mind, he wondered, "Could this be Kryptonitan technology?"
Once the soldiers were down, Clark and Ojaga lifted the heavy ship.
Together, they carried it quietly across the frozen sea to a safer area.
They opened the ship's ancient doors.
Inside was dark, filled with glowing symbols.
A holographic AI activated.
Clark's eyes widened.
An image of an ancestor appeared.
The AI said, "Analyzing bloodline… welcome, descendant."
Then another AI, a deep voice, said,
"This is the Kryptonitan legacy."
It explained the history.
Millions of years ago, heroes called Kryptonitans lived here.
The ship was a relic, full of powerful knowledge.
It also warned of a great disaster tied to Kryptonite's origins.
Clark, Ojaga, Bruce, and Barry exchanged glances.
Clark stepped fully into the silent ship.
The air was heavy, filled with the hum of hidden machinery.
His boots echoed against sharp metallic edges.
He had always known he was different.
An alien.
But that was all.
Ojaga broke the quiet.
"This ship will tell you everything, Clark."
Bruce nodded. "Prepare yourself."
Barry glanced at Clark, waiting quietly.
Clark reached out and touched the main console.
Suddenly—his blood was drawn by a smooth needle.
The ship glowed brighter.
A towering hologram appeared.
It was the face of his father, Jor-El.
"You are my son, Kal-El," the AI said, voice clear and calm.
Clark's heart raced.
"The last Kryptonitan—the hope of our people."
The Codex within Clark lit up like a star.
The ship hummed as it transferred pieces of the Kryptonitan gene pool back and forth.
Jor-El's consciousness merged deeper into the ship's systems.
" technically, I am memories of your father."
Clark's eyes widened.
Jor-El's AI explained.
"You ate last survivor of kryptonitan."
" before Krypton was destroyed, I send you to earth."
"This ship belonged to a universe hero—one who died fighting great enemies, It was dormant until you awakened it."
Jor-El's voice grew serious.
"But your Earth... it is facing a deeper problem."
"The energy, the balance... it is breaking."
Clark asked, "What is happening, isn't seven bubbles are merging to Earth?"
"The core of our planet grew unstable and chance of destruction like kryptonitan could be happened or merging could be possible."
Jor-El's AI projected a visual of seven glowing bubbles surrounding Earth.
"These seven bubbles were separate worlds in different spaces."
"Now, they are merging into one."
The Earth vibrated with unknown forces.
Barry gasped.
"So, how much time we have left?"
Bruce's voice was low.
" it may be less than year." ai replied.
Ojaga's tail twitched.
Jor-El warned.
"You must be ready for the disaster to come."
"You will fight creatures and beings unknown."
"Clark, your bloodline can grow stronger or weaken."
"We don't know yet."
"Absorb more solar energy," Jor-El said firmly.
"It will shield you and prepare your body."
"If anything happens... the sun is your power source."
Clark clenched his fists.
"I will get stronger."
Ojaga placed his hand on Clark's shoulder.
"We will stand with you."
Barry smiled.