Mayson Drake stared at Lois Lane with fury in her eyes. This was a woman who fought with fire and carried her own weapons. Her mother had always been a woman who would do all she could to maintain his home and family, and now had it stolen from her? This was the woman who would not let him forget that this was the beginning of his darkest hour.
Clark looked back at Mayson and let out a sigh. She was going to be a bitch to him for the rest of her life.
Clark smiled sadly. "I'll try my best."
Mayson turned to look after him. "So, you've had a choice to make Mayson, the choice was either you stay here with Lois and your parents, or you come back with me."
Clark was taken aback for a moment then nodded at her. "You know I was thinking of that. I'm sorry for what I did."
Mayson looked down at her hands as if trying to decide what to say next. Then she asked.
"Clark, how much do you know of Lois Lane and the
