A child of destiny (Jon Kent x fem!reader) (Discontinued)

Chapter 1: The life of (y/n)

Awesome art, not mine btw!

A/N: So yeah, first story that has to do with DC comics, at first, I was was all over Damian after watching the son of Batman a year or two back, but one the new 52 came, and we were all introduced to the comic Super sons, featuring Damian Wayne as Robin, the son of Batman and.... 💕😍 Jon Kent, the son of Super man, I fell in love with the Kryptonian hybrid. Gosh, at first there were times I was confused with the whole shipping thing, but if it takes Clark Kent and Lois Lane to make a bundle of Joy like Jon, I friggin ship it!!! Okay, so lets get this started!Awesome art not mine btw!

Destiny: the events that will necessarily happen to a particular person or thing in the future or the hidden power believed to control what will happen in the future; fate.

"You never told me we have relatives outside of town," I said, as I gulp down the warm milk I was given to drink and for extra strength for the day.

The woman with the black hair sat across from me, placing her own cup of milk on the wooden table.

It was an early Tuesday morning, and I was woken up by the sweet, warm smell of maple syrup and sweet cream butter. I couldn't help but actually wake up earlier than usual and get something in my stomach before taking off for school.

"Yes, I visit them once a while," the young woman said to me "While I go on my business trips, maybe in the end of the year, we can both go and visit them." the older woman smiled at me, as she brought a mug of steaming hot coffee to her lips.

'Mom' usually travels a lot, she's a businesswoman and travelled a lot most of the time leaving me back to take care of things and look after the house. There were always sticky notes left for me to read, telling me where she was off to. "I hope no one makes fun of you because of your name..." I said, feeling a bit sheepish. The woman in front of me faked being offended.

"I for one am proud I was given the name Asenath." Nath huffed, has she brought her mug black coffee, pouring milk into it, sipping it again.

"Asenath is a beautiful name, I don't see what's weird about it," she said, bluntly.

"Nothing is weird about it, Nath. I was teasing " I said. "I remember when I was younger, and couldn't pronounce words properly, I would usually call you ash hat when you were younger," she mumbled, I burst out laughing out loud, hugging my sides, as I leaned back on my chair, being careful not to fall back and hurt myself. Nath observed me, me cautious, "Don't bump your head." "I know."

I observe the woman in front of me a little closer, her hair was waist length, wavy. Black hair, with beautiful emerald eyes.

" I have boring (eye colour) eyes, plain (hair colour) hair..." I mistakenly said out loud. I pretty much look exactly like one of my biological parents, according to Nath like any other regular biological offspring of course... It annoyed the heck out of her whenever I asked her to t least give me my birth parents real names. Asenath isn't exactly a blood relative, but she took care of me, she was given to my birth mother but didn't know how old I was then. Sometimes I would ask myself, what type of person my birth mother was like, was she a good person? Why did she give me up? What about dad? Where was he when my so-called mom dropped me off?. " (y/n), you are not ugly-" "Uhm Nat, I never said-" " the boys at school are probably begging you to be theirs, to me..." I didn't want to hear her discussion about boys like that, as if there was someone out there for me. Okay, I'll admit. I did have a dream of actually dating some extraordinary like superheroes who were out of my league, but that's a story for another time. The older woman leaned forward, her hands both side of my cheeks, squeezing my cheeks that have now gone pink. "You are beauty..." she poked my nose "And you are grace, and if anyone tells you otherwise, they'll get a punch to the face." I chuckled weakly, "Thanks, Nath." I said, "Even though you might have read quotes from my Wonder Woman poster hanging above my desk." Nath, in my opinion, was basically your dream mom, someone I would picture having as my true mother, to be honest, like any little kids dream, have their parents let them stay up at a certain time, eat a certain food, let them do certain things, but unlike other people, I don't always do those things . I'm not saying Nath is passive, no at all. She has guts and will do the impossible for those she cares about, she just lacks well....common sense in certain situations and strength (not unless she's angry that is). She was emphatic, patient with me, strong, humble, respectful, authoritative, supportive, and loving, a definition of a true mother.