I was inspired to do this by Jsrashad's Snow White and the Seven Peanuts project.
Disclaimer: Snow White belongs to Disney, and Smallville, and any other DC characters I use, belong to Warner Brothers, CW, and their respective creators.
Lana Lang and the Seven Tiny Titans
Chapter 1: I'm Wishing
Once upon a time, the queen of a humble but prosperous kingdom was knitting by the window. She was knitting an outfit for her expected child.
"I cannot wait to tend to a baby." The queen said.
As the queen continued to knit, she pricked her finger, and a drop of red blood fell on a small brown banister she was sitting near. She liked how it looked together.
"How lovely my child would be if she had eyes as perfectly colored as this banister, like trees, with brown hair… And blood-red lips."
Shortly after this wish, her daughter was born, but the queen used a good deal too much of her strength to bring the child into the world, so she only had enough strength to see that she was exactly how she dreamed she'd look, and she named her Lana. Shortly afterwards, the king, Lewis, died as well, and Tinya was raised by her father's second wife, now the Queen.
Lana was lovely and full of life and laughter and very in tune with her emotions. Her step-mother Margaret Isobel Theroux, however, feared that one day, Lana's beauty would surpass her own. Because of this, she usually dressed Lana in rags except for very special occasions where she couldn't afford to without appearing weak to her allies. Despite this, Lana still enjoyed life and dreamed of the day she'd find the man she would love.
Every day, Isobel went to a magic mirror she'd bought after her husband's death and asked, "Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of all?" And as long as the mirror replied that she was the fairest, Lana would live for another day, safe from her step-mother's jealousy…
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Isobel walked over to the mirror. It had been ten years since her husband's death when she ascended to the throne, and she enjoyed it immensely. It was time for her daily check to make sure she was still on top of the beauty game. She could tell sixteen years ago when she first met Lana that she could not afford to let her subjects decide they liked Lana better than her. They might overthrow her… Or worse, take her off their money!
She arrived at the mirror and raised her hands as she recited the incantation.
"Slade, slave of the magic mirror, come from the farthest space." Isobel recited as she crossed her arms. "Through wind and darkness, I summon thee. Speak! Let me see thy face."
In a burst of flames, the face of Slade appeared… If you could call it a face as only a mask with a moving eye appeared. The mask was black on the right side, orange on the other. The eye stared blankly at her.
"What wouldst thou know, my queen?" Slade asked in his usual monotone voice.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall," Isobel recited. "Who is the fairest of them all?"
"Famed is thy beauty, majesty." Slade responded as his eyes widened slightly. "But hold… A lovely maid I see. Rags cannot hide her gentle grace. Alas, she is more fair than thee."
"Alas for her!" Isobel spat out as her eyes glowed purple. "What's her name?!"
"Lips red as the rose." Slade responded calmly. "Hair black as and eyes brown as a tree."
"Lana!" Isobel said through her teeth as her eyes glowed ever brighter.
()()()()()
Lana was washing the stairs of the palace as she hummed to herself. She was almost done, and she was happy for her good life. True she had to work every day, but it had helped keep her strong, and she knew that when she got married, she'd be able to have a family again. She had missed that part of her life when she had a father and a mother. She had made friends with all the other ambassadors that lived on the planet.
She finished the stairs and sighed contentedly as she picked up the pail and prepared to put it back in the well as several doves watched her. She put the pail in and looked at them.
"Wanna hear a secret?" Lana asked.
The doves nodded. Lana had a way with animals. They were her closest friends here.
"Promise not to tell?" Lana asked again, and the doves shook their heads.
"We are standing by a wishing well."
Lana then pointed at the hole in the well.
Make a wish into the well,
That's all you have to do.
And if you hear it echoing,
Your wish will soon come true.
Lana then put her head near the well.
I'm wishing… (I'm wishing…)
For the one I love,
To find me… (To find me…)
Today. (Today.)
I'm hoping… (I'm hoping…)
And I'm dreaming of,
The nice things… (The nice things…)
He'll say. (He'll say.)
Had Lana known it, that day, a person from the country of America was passing by the palace when he heard Lana singing. His name was Clark, and he had been on a school trip with his friends. Clark thought it was the nicest, sweetest voice he'd ever heard and hopped over the wall to see who it was and saw a girl, the prettiest one he'd ever seen, and her kind nature, which he could easily see on her face in the way her eyes looked in conjunction with her mouth's movements, only made her more beautiful.
Lana continued singing as the well echoed back.
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha. (Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha.)
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha. (Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha.)
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha. (Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha.)
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
I'm wishing… (I'm wishing…)
For the one I love,
To find me… (To find me…)
Today.
"Today!" Clark sang out as he appeared next to Tinya.
"Oh!" Lana exclaimed as she jumped back. The boy had caught her by surprise.
"Hello." The boy said. "My name is Clark. I didn't frighten you, did I?"
Lana ran off as she didn't want someone she'd just met to see her in her work clothes.
"Wait." Clark called out. "Wait please! Don't run away."
Lana ran into the castle, but Clark called out.
Now that I've found you,
Hear what I have to say!
Lana then walked out against her first instinct and listened.
One song, I have but one song.
One song, only for you.
Lana swooned and tidied herself up as best as she could.
One heart, steadily beating.
Constant and true!
Lana looked down and found herself falling in love with him as he fell in love with her.
One love that has possessed me.
One love, brimming with truth.
One song, my hear keeps singing.
Of one love, only for you.
Lana smiled and came down as she kissed Clark gently on his cheek.
"I'm Lana." Lana said. "I hope that I see you again."
"Me too." Clark said. He kissed her hand and went off.
()()()()()
Unknown to either lover, Isobel watched from a high up window and scowled. Lana would pay for putting her at number two.
Well… This idea just came with me, so I went with it. Please tell me what ya think.