âThe last son of Kryptonâ yeah. Yeah, thatâs what Clark isâheâs the last surviving child to be born on Krypton. But he could not be farther from âthe last Kryptonianâ
And it honestly makes me so mad whenever heâs referred to like that
Because to Clark, Krypton is a concept. Itâs an idea. Itâs like how we grow up with myths like Atlantisâwe have never and (most likely, in our case, but Iâd like to hold out hope lol) will never experience it in real life.
And Clark was never really Kal-El; he was always just. Clark Kent. The human boy from Krypton.
Kara Zor-El, who grew up speaking Kryptonese.
Kara Zor-El, who grew up celebrating their holidays.
Kara Zor-El, who grew up eating their food.
Kara Zor-El, who, on the day that she left Krypton, had school the next day.
Kara is the last person alive who remembers a dead planet and actually lived on it.
Whereas to Clark, Krypton was a story, an ideal, a concept, to Kara, it was her entire world.
And sheâs just. Sheâs such a heartbreaking character.
Because, think about it; she was fifteen years old. The ground was shaking. Buildings were collapsing. People were screaming, people were crying, people were scared, people were confused, and people were dyingâher people, her friends.
And her parents told her to get into a pod. Told her that she needed to protect Kal-El. Their last request to her was to make sure that he was safe.
And she wonders why? Why her? Why, out of everyone, was she chosen to get to live, when everyoneâeverything that she knew was going to die, and there would be no one left to remember it but her?
And then sheâs knocked off course.
And she spends two decadesâtwo long, agonizing decadesâalone in the dark.
And then she finally she finally manages to make it to Earth. She hasnât aged a dayâsheâs still fifteen years old, and sheâs lonely, and sheâs confused, and sheâs terrified, and she hurts, and she wants to go home, she wants her parents, she wants her friends. But she knows. She knows that sheâs never going to see them again.
And when she gets to Earth, sheâs still alone. She doesnât understand what anyone is saying and no one understands her. And she doesnât find Kal-El. Because Kal-El doesnât really exist. She finds Clark Kent, all grown up. Clark Kent, older than her. Clark Kent, who doesnât need her to protect him.
AndâŠshe failed. She failed her parents.
She wasnât there. She didnât see him grow up. She didnât protect him, she didnât keep him safe.
And her home, her family, everything she ever had and everything she ever loved isâŠgone. But sheâs still there.
And she must resent her parents, because who wouldnât? If they hadnât sent her away, it wouldnât have made a difference in her cousinâs life. Really, the only difference that it wouldâve made is that she wouldnât be alone. She wouldnât be suffering. She wouldnât have to live knowing that everyone else was dead. She wouldnât feel the guilt of it.
But she does. She does and she misses it and she misses them and she dreams of it. No matter how long itâs been, sheâll still dream of Krypton, and she will until the day she dies.
Sorry, went off on kind of a tangent there lol. I just love psychology and I love Kara and sheâs just so tragic.
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