Title/Link:
The Pegasus Galaxy
Author: Trippett
Pairing: (Clark/Lana, the
others are a surprise)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mild
Violence
Spoilers: None
Short summary:
In Metropolis, the Kent Household suddenly gets a visit by the Military, and Clark gets taken away to a military base underneath the Cheyenne Mountain.
There awaits a number of large surprises; A dream job, a beautiful girl, and more friends than you can shake a stick at.
(Have fun!! :D)
Chapter One: Uninvited Dinner Guests
Clark Kent sighed to himself, making his way slowly down the stairs of their three story house in Metropolis. His family had lived there ever since he could remember, and he had no close friends at Metropolis University.
This could be due to lack of interest on his part, as no matter what happened, he had to keep to himself due to his very large, and very dangerous secret.
The truth is, Clark Kent isn't like any other boy, isn't like any other person in fact, because he's not Human. He's a Kryptonian.
He came to earth after Krypton was destroyed in a meteor shower that hit the farm town of Smallville, where he was found in a corn field by Jonathan and Martha Kent. They then sold their property off to the Potters, and came to Metropolis so no one would suspect Clark of anything weird.
When he first came to earth, he showed signs of super-strength. By the age of five he had was so fast that he could make the journey from Metropolis to Smallville, which should take 3 hours, in less than thirty seconds. After that came the x-ray vision, heat vision and then the flight, which he hardly ever uses.
He trudged into the kitchen, where his Mum was busy cooking.
"I've done my Homework." Clark stated, as he jumped into a chair surrounding the island counter.
Martha looked up from the sink and smiled. "Good, your dinner's nearly ready. Go and fetch your father from the Garage, he's busy trying to fix that stupid motorcycle again!"
Clark grinned, before getting up and super-speeding to the Garage door.
"Dad, Mum says Dinner's ready..."
"Ok, Son. I'll be in, in a minute." Jonathan said, looking up from the large engine.
Clark super-sped back to his seat in the kitchen, where his mother was quick to scold him on using his abilities for such simply tasks.
Clark just shrugged, and pulled his dish closer towards him. When his Father came in, there was a knock at the front door.
Jonathan stopped in the hallway and sighed, looking at his dinner longingly. He then straightened out and walked towards the door.
When he opened it, they saw a tall man in a dark blue military uniform. He had dark brown, greying hair, and had a large collection of medals.
"Good evening, Mr Kent. I'm Colonel O'Neill, United States Air Force. We've been ordered," the Colonel indicated to at least twenty armed Marines behind him "to take your Son."
Jonathan instantly stood up straight. "You'll do no such thing!" He said, raising his voice.
Clark jumped up from his seat and started moving towards the door, when the first four Marines lifted their weapons to their shoulders and aimed at Clark.
"Target Acquired, Sir!"
O'Neill quickly stood in front of the Marines. "Stand down." When they did so, he moved to face the Kent's. "Look, Sir, we could treat your Son as a hostile threat, or as an ally. Either way, he'll be coming with us.
"We're not going to do anything to him...we're not going to run tests on him. All we want, is to talk..." he said, trailing off, before restarting again. "We have an interesting proposition for him, but I think it would be safer if he were to come with us. I wouldn't like to know what you're neighbours are thinking at the moment..."
Jonathan got up in his face, and said "If you guarantee his safe return, then he can go."
"If he declines, then of course, he'll be free to go." O'Neill said, nodding his head. "But I have to say, I don't think he will. Even I'm jealous of the people going on this assignment, and I've been doing this for a long time..."
Clark sighed, and took his red jacket from the coat stand. "It's okay, Dad." He said, as he put it on, and walked outside. "I'll call tomorrow morning."
The Colonel smiled. "See, we didn't need to resort to violence or threats...Your son is a clever boy, Mr Kent. It was nice meeting you." He said, turning his back and marching up the front path, before sitting in the bed of one of two jeeps'. "Come sit up here, Mr Kent."
The twenty Marines all marched and piled into a transport truck, while Clark made himself comfortable sitting next to O'Neill.
After about two hours of complete silence, O'Neill spoke up.
"I'm sorry, Mr Kent, but you're going to have to wear this blind fold. You're a security threat for as long as you're a civilian on the base we're going to, and we can't risk you identifying it." He said, handing Clark a black blindfold.
Clark sighed, but nodded. After carefully putting on the piece of fabric, he'd decided not to use his x-ray vision as it would destroy the sole purpose of putting it on, and he wasn't wearing it for nothing!
Ten Minutes Later and Clark was being guided by Colonel O'Neill through various hallways and rooms.
As he came to a standstill, he didn't have the slightest idea as to whether he was in a room or a corridor. Then, all of a sudden a chair was pushed underneath his legs, so he sat down on it, deciding he was now in a room.
When his blindfold was roughly taken off, by a Marine that went to stand guard by the door, he noticed that he was in a large room that had a window as one of the walls.
Five people occupied the room. Colonel O'Neill, two Marines by the door, a blonde haired women who was in some kind of leather uniform that had a yellow patch with 'Atlantis' on the side, and himself.
Colonel O'Neill did the introductions. "Mr Kent; this is our newly promoted Colonel, Sam Carter." He said, smiling proudly at the young women.
She smiled back, shaking her head slightly. "Hello, Clark. It's nice to meet you."
All Clark did was nod politely, wondering what they brought him here for.
"And now, Sam, I'll take my leave. I'll see you when you next report, no doubt." O'Neill said, hugging the newly introduced Colonel, before walking out past the two guards.
"I'm sorry you got stuck with Jack, Clark. He was the only one we could drag out of hiding to go and get you. It is alright if I call you Clark, isn't it?" She asked uncertainly.
Clark nodded again. "Yeah."
Carter smiled again, nodding. "Okay, well, first things first." She said. "Come have a look where you are."
He stood up warily, and walked to the window. In a large chamber stood a ringed structure with many little symbols around it, and another ring around that to lock them into place. Around the peculiar room, Marines and other personnel were running around.
"'Welcome' to the SGC. Stargate Command." Sam said, watching his reaction.
