Chapter 1

It was a hard and tiring battle, even he was spent after it was all said and done. He had always thought that when it came down to the final showdown he would feel differently, he wasn't wrong he felt different. He wanted more. He wanted to still be friends with Lex, his father to still be alive, for Lana and Chloe not to have gone through all the horrible things they had to because of him. All of these things is what help Clark come to his decision to travel back in time, but the straw that broke the camel's back was when Oliver died. And he had to watch Chloe and their son grieve, knowing there was nothing he could do to help them.

It was the pain he saw in their eyes everytime they crossed paths, that sent him flying to the ice fortress after three years of absence.

"Jor-El I need your help!" Clark yelled to his kryptonian father unsure how he would be received

"What is it my son?" asked the alien version of an A.I, he had been waiting for the day his son would return, but Jor-El was also know fool he knew that if Kal-El was here then he must want or need something.

"I have to go back." Clark told his father knowing that he would know exactly what he was talking about. He had to do this and this time he was going to get it right.

"That would unwise, Kal-El." Clark always wondered how a machine could sound so judgy.

It always made him angry to know end, when Jor-El passed judgement on his decisions when he had no idea, how hard he was always working to make everything better for everyone else.

"Please, even though I saved the world I wasn't able to save the people closest to me, the people who made me what I am. I have to go back and save them I owe it to them." Clark pleaded borderline begging which he didn't mind doing if it would get his father to help him.

"Son you know as well as I do some people's destiny is set in stone, no matter what you do they well become who or what their fated to be." Jor-El told his only son wanting him to see reason. His son was much like his wife and he knew that once they mind was set there was little he could do to convince either of them something different, that didn't mean he couldn't try.

"I'm begging you, I've only ever asked you for one other thing. Can you please do this for me. I can save them I know I can. I just need to go back." Clark beseeched his father to listen to him determined not to take no for an answer.

"I'll do this either way with or without your help." Clark added on way or the other he was going to go back and save everyone he cared about. Even if he had to travel to hell and back, he was going took fix everything.

"I see that I can't convince you otherwise, I do hope that you do know what your doing my son. I trust you know that you can't tell anyone about this future or that you are from the future, not even the Kents can know. " And with that the next thing Clark knew that he was crawling out of his spaceship. He didn't mean this far back, but he was taught never look down on an gift. He notice that this time he had a blue kryptonite necklace one and it was the only thing he had on. Clark claimed out of the spacecraft with little difficulty and went out to search his parents.

It was easy enough to find his parents, and , lead them back to his spaceship. As he watched his father from his mother's arms struggle with the spaceship he figured this was as an as good as time as any to reveal his powers to them as any. Pulling of the blue necklace and handing it to Martha, Clark looked at her and "put down help." Martha put the toddler down and watched as he waddled over to her husband, in confusion wondering how in the world was the little boy going to help.

She felt her heart threaten jump out of her chest when the small dark haired boy who couldn't be older than five, picked up the metal at least two ton ship and care it back to their pick up truck. That was the moment that Martha Kent realized that neither her or her husband's life was never going to be boring or normal again anytime soon, not that she minded she had the child she had wished for most of her adult life.

Clark didn't really know why but even though he knew his parents reaction from the future he still worried that they would decide that it was just to weird for them and leave him in the field or worse expose him too everyone.

After that historic day, Clark's childhood passed by much like he remembered it, with little differences. Like once his parents realized that the necklace made him normal, they weren't as overprotective. Literally from day one his parent would tell him to keep his magic necklaces on and not let anyone know about his abilities.

Clark quickly realized that even in his early days he had been the talk of the town at some point. He had always know that his parent were popular in the smalltown, he just had know idea how popular they were. Turns out that Martha and Jonathan were so well liked that all of fair citizen didn't mind throwing the couple an impromptu baby shower. This made Clark more determined than before to make sure that his parent's never lost each other again.

That had been the day he had meet Pete and Lana. When he saw her sitting in corner by herself, felt a huge wave of regret and guilt hit him. Her parent were dead because of him. Pushing those feelings down he made his way over to the five year old Lana.

"Hi, my name is Clark what's yours?" He asked by now being used to the high pitch tone that was his voice. When it became glaring obvious that she was going to answer, he had to change tactics.

He sat down beside her and made sure that his necklace made a small appearance from beneath his shirt, it immediately caught her eyes it. His necklace was the crest of his family, they symbol of the man. He was going to become. It was thin and small but virtually unbreakable, like his family. He thought about where Lana's necklace was going go be probably in the near future and thanked the heavens that along as he had on blue kryptonite it would affect him. For all intensive purposes when be had on that piece of jewelry he was human.

"My other dad gave it to me the day he sent me away." Clark may have left out some vital parts, but he was telling the truth.

"Why did he send you away?" Little Lana asked Clark smiled at the nickname he had given her in his head. It fit with her voice and her current size.

"My other mom had died, when my old home was lost." it was hard for him to dumb himself down when talked to people which is why never really said much. His first word was still his birth mother's name, Lana looked at the boy sitting beside her, he seemed nice and his momma had gone away to that meant she wasn't alone and he didn't pick on her for not having a mommy and daddy like the other kids.

"Hi, I'm Lana, Lana Lang. what happened to your daddy if your momma went away?" Lana asked deciding she could trust Clark, because he was like her, an orphan. She knew it was rude to ask questions like that, her aunt had told her she shouldn't ask people a lot of questions, but she was curious and he didn't seem to mind.

"My daddy sent me away, he couldn't take care of me anymore, then the other people found me, their my new mommy and daddy." Clark told her the last sentence confidently, he could tell that Lana was struggling not to ask him more questions, it didn't take her long to settle the debate within herself.

"My mommy and daddy are dead to. I live with my aunt. Today we are going to decorate my room." Clark's smile grew larger when he heard the excitement creep its way in to her voice. That was the day Lana Lang and Clark Kent became childhood friends. Then he became friends with Pete when he and his father went over to their to convince Pete's family, that it was a good decision that sell his family business. Six years later he met the walking tornado known as Chloe Sullivan. After that Clark counted down the days until he was going to save Lex, and he didn't mean just physically.

The first time that Clark saw that fate had a funny way of making somethings happen to matter what was when as soon as the thirteen year old Whitney moved to town Lana ditched him and seemed to gravitate to the blond immediately. Something were just meant to be. Clark may not have realized then, but somethings were just meant to be no matter how hard you tried to change it, be he was going to learn.

That day he was walking home, Clark waited with bated breath for Lex Luthor to come speed over the bridge in his blue porsche, and he was not disappointed when he saw his former/future friend. This time he punched in the window of the car, instead of using his strength to rip off the roof. He let out a long sigh as his lips finally touched lex, it had been so long. When their lips meet again it was like putting a dying fish back in water. He felt like a grst weight had been lifted off his chest, when Lex opened his blue-green eyes, he found himself looking in to deep pools of blue. For a minute Lex thought he was still in the water, it was only when he was sitting up in his savior's arms did he realized that he had been saved.

Not long after had the paramedics arrived, he never noticed his hero calling them. Lex couldn't help and stare at the kid who had single handed save his life, but how did he save his life. Lex brain went into overdrive trying to figure out how the kid saved his life, he was seventy-five percent sure she that she that he hit him. He was driving at sixty miles per hour, from every perspective he looked at it he and his night and shining armour were supposed to be sinking to the bottom of the lake right now. Right then and there is when he vowed to figure out why they weren't.

Clark sat on the rock covered in he blanket, as one of the paramedics fussed over him. He thought over his next plan of action. He was now undoubtedly in Lex's cross hair. Last time he had way too many incidents where Lex saw him use his powers, he couldn't do that this time not if he wanted to save him from his self. Luckily this time he was ready, he was so immersed in his thoughts he hadn't even realized that his father had pulled up. Jonathan Kent was just as flustered as he was the first time it happened if not more, Clark heard the female tell his father something about shock and that shockingly physically nothing was wrong with him. Then let's came over to thank him and apologize, his father was nothing but predictable that day.

He understood where it was coming from, but it still hurt. When his father yelled at him for losing his necklace at the bottom of the lake, while he was saving Lex. He knew in his head that his father only wanted to protect him, but his heart was feeling like maybe his father didn't trust him instead.

Hours later at his mansion Lex sat in his office share an thought about astonishing Clark Kent, what possible secrets he was hiding and how he was going to find out what they were.