Author's Note: Hey everyone, thanks for clicking on my story. This is my version of Smallville, it's not the same, well it can be similar. The first few chapters are very similiar to Smallville, largely because I loved the way Smallville began and I couldn't imagine it any other way. This story is the way I imagine Clark Kent, Lana Lang, Lex Luthor, the Kents, etc, how they should be. This story will have no freak-of-the weak or anything, its just a story that explores the Superman mythology. But at the same time, this story for me was about having fun more than anything, so I would rather people just enjoy this story. I hope you do too. Enjoy my Smallville! Also, I just restarted my computer so I didn't have any word processor installed so there will probably be a few errors ;)
SMALLVILLE BY PARADISEDUDE91
SMALLVILLE
CHAPTER ONE, "PILOT"
The sky was as blue as it had ever been. The sun was shining through the puffy white clouds that were big enough to be considered elephants by kids staring up above. The sun casted a yellow glow, and soon the clouds vanished, revealing a town. A town filled with rows of corn, a sight unbelievable to most. And what was the most amazing part was that someone was watching from up above. A person. A person was watching the town, watching it come to life as the day began. The sight could only be described as beautiful. And the person watching it all watched the town, giving a smile as he continued to fly, this time faster, more graceful than before. While most people would think it was a bird, or a plane, the truth was: it wasn't.
1989
Jonathan and Martha Kent looked inside of a shop. They were old enough to be parents. They both smiled as they entered. Inside there was a small girl. One they recognized. Lana Lang. She was three years old. She was raven-haired and today she was wearing a white fairy princess costume, and in her hand there was a wand.
"Abracadabra," The little girl spoke, as Jonathan and Martha entered the shop. Immediately, Martha walked over to Lana and kneeled over beside her. Martha was a farmer's wife, with red hair and a complex that would have made a great parent. Jonathan looked on. They both had the look in their eyes like something was missing. Jonathan watched, his blonde hair and eyes remaining deadset on Martha. Jonathan looked on with not a smile, but not a frown either. Just a look of interest, of wanting something that he couldn't have.
"Good afternoon." Jonathan said, seeing Nell, Lana's aunt finally entering the room. Nell seemed surprised and put down the vase of flowers she was holding.
She looked at them. "Now what brings the reclusive Kents into town?"
"Tulips. Red ones if you have them." Jonathan spoke.
She nodded. "Ah, excellent. A beautiful flower. So simple. Elegant."
"Where are her parents?"
"Oh, at the homecoming game like everyone else. I'm being the good Aunt."
Martha smiled at Lana. She seemed to be in her own little world.
"That's a beautiful dress, Lana. Are you a princess?" Martha quizzed.
"No. I'm a fairy princess." She said, pausing. "Do you want to make a wish?"
Martha thought for a moment. "I would love to make a wish."
Lana went into concentration, waving her wand around. "Okay. Abracadabra." She spoke, extending the wand toward's Martha's brow. She knew Jonathan could tell what she was wishing for. It was the same thing he was. A child.
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A helicopter was flying above the sky, flying above cornrows. Two people were sitting. Both had opposite expressions. One was a father, with long brown hair, dead-locked in the newest issue of The Daily Planet. Beside him there was a small red haired boy whose eyes were held tightly shut. He didn't look more than ten years old.
"This has got to stop. Open your eyes, Lex." The man spoke.
The child looked distraught, his eyes remaining closed. "I can't!"
Lionel put down the newspaper. "Do you know who we are? I am Lionel Luthor and you are my son, Lex Luthor, did you catch the last word? Luthor. We're not afraid. We don't have that luxury. We're leaders. You have a destiny, your never going to get anywhere with your eyes closed."
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Jonathan and Martha both walked outside. Jonathan held a pair of car keys in his hand as they began in the street.
"I know what you wished for." Jonathan said.
Martha nodded, and spoke wistfully, "I see a little face. That's what I always wanted."
They both wanted it. Jonathan looked into Martha's eyes and the two closed their eyes, kissing for a moment. While the kiss was happening, a parade of cars began to pass by the avenue. All of the cars had Smallville Crow stickers on their car, or were holding Smallville Crow banners.
"Hey, looks like Smallville won again." Jonathan said. They both got into the car. The car began to leave, passing a "Let's Go Crows!" sign as it left.
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In the Earth's atmosphere, there was a group of meteorites coming. They were beginning to form a fiery trail through the air. But there was something different in the groups of meteorites. There was something small, barely noticeable. A pod.
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A stray crow looked up above and saw a rock falling from the sky. It cawed, planning to leave for safety.
Lionel Luthor signed a paper with his signature. He stood with local farmers in a cornfield. They were low class, but soon he would own the whole town. This was part of his empire.
"Son?" Lionel called. Lex was gone.
Lex walked among the cornstalks, his wonderment growing. A crow cawed as it exited. It looked like it was going to be a day full of sun. He was finally away from his father. He knew that he would never understand him. Lionel would never share his compassion. Something in the corner of his eye stood out as he walked through the rows of corn. Something up above. Black pumes of smoke were accompanied by meteors that began to fall. Lex watched the sky, motionlessly. A large cloud of debris began to move torward him. In one swift motion, he began to run. Run as fast as he could. But soon, the cloud blasted, bowling Lex over.
"Aaah!" Lex screamed.
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People continued to file into the main avenue, celebrating the homecoming game. A black tail of smoke became visible in the sky, leading like a streak straight to the cornfields in the distance. Everyone looked up at the sky.
Nell closed the door behind her, carrying her fairy princess in her arms.
"What on God's earth?" Nell asked, seeing the conditions forming.
A young couple stood across the way. Lana began to perk up.
"Hi, Lana!" The woman called.
"Mommy, Daddy!" Lana called back, urgency in her voice.
Suddenly, a meteorite began to descend, slamming into the young couple and blowing the car next to them up. Everyone began running and screaming as another round of meteorites hit. The meteorite tossed Lana and Nell to the ground. Nell held on to Lana, who was beginning to cry. Tears fell from her face.
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The Kents continued to drive home in their red pick up truck. A meoteorite fell down severalfeet in front of them on the road.
"What's happening?" Martha said with a gasp. A meteorite now struck right in front of the car, causing the car to crash.
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Lionel frantically searched for his son. What a fool.
"Lex? Lex? Where are you?" Lionel shouted to the rows of corn. The cornfield was now completely flattened. On his shoe, Lionel felt something. It was a tuff of red hair. Leaning down, he picked it up. He stared at it. Oh, Lex, he thought. Seeing something, Lionel ran over to it. There was Lex, lying on the ground, whimpering. But something was different. Much different. Most of his hair was gone. Lionel's faced turned into disgust and horror, staring at the body on the ground. He was nearly bald.
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The red truck was now overturned. It was hanging upside down. The Kents both began to revive themselves. Looking out the window, Jonathan saw a little boy. A little boy who was naked.
"Martha?"
Martha turned her head to look out the driver's side window. Then they both looked at each other in shock. The boys only response was to grin. A grin that was the most amazing sight either of them had ever seen.
Jonathan and Martha both walked through the debris. Martha held the little boy who was wrapped in a red blanket.
In exasperation, Jonathan said, "Kids just don't fall out of the sky."
"Then where did he come from?"
"I don't know. But he must have parents somewhere."
They both walked around the area. The place looked like a giant meteor had smashed it. But there was something. A pod. Martha glanced at Jonathan.
"Well, if he does, their definetly not from Kansas."
"Sweetheart, we can't keep him. What are we going to tell people--we found him in a field?"
They both eyed the pod, then looked at the child. "We didn't find him. He found us." Martha said cryptically. The child gave one more smile.