Hello, this is my first Smallville fan fic. Please be nice!

I don't own Smallville.

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I Really Hate Portals!

There are few things in the world that scream danger: axes, ray guns, insane asylums, ect. The most dangerous thing on the list, though, is Clark Kent and Lois Lane in the same car together. Unfortunately, that was the situation at the moment.

"You drive like an old woman, Smallville," Lois commented.

"It's called following the speed limit, Lois," Clark countered.

"Exactly!" she exclaimed, "Only old ladies follow the speed limit."

"It's raining, Lois!"

"Excuses, Excuses." Lois said shaking her head.

Clark finally gave up on arguing and started to concentrate on the road. There was no use trying to argue with a Lane. They were on their way to the farm to pick up a file for work. They were simply going to pick it up and go back to The Daily Planet. Usually, Clark would have just run to pick up the file, but Lois insisted that if she wasn't there to keep an eye on him, then Clark would get sidetracked.

Suddenly, Clark slammed on the brakes.

"What the hell, Smallville! ARE YOU NUTS?"

"Lois, LOOK!"

Clark pointed far in the fields where a strange purple light shining.

"I'm guessing that that's not lighting," Lois said.

The two of them got out of the car and started to walk out towards the light. When they got closer, though, the light stopped flashing and died out.

"Well, that was my daily dose of Smallville weirdness for now," Lois said, "Let's go! We can figure out what that was later.

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Meanwhile in the fields of Smallville…

Three figures were lying in the wet fields. The first figure to get up was a man in a white lab coat. He was middle aged with wild, blond hair and tanned skin. He looked around him as the other two figures started to groan and get up. As they reached their feet, than man ran off through the fields.

One of the figures, a teenaged girl, helped the other up. "He's getting away," she said.

"Let him," the other, a boy the same age as her, answered, "We can get him after we regain our strength."

They headed off into the field's themselves. By now, the rain was starting to clear up. They walked until they came to an unusual town sign.

"Is that?" the boy asked.

"Yep. We're in Smallville."

" Well, that's good. Isn't it, Cate?" he asked, "We can call Dad and tell him that we're here."

"Not really," Cate said looking at her strange watch, "All I can get is static."

"Let's go in town, then. We can call in there."

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The two teens ran into town faster than any human.

"What happened to the town?" the boy asked, "It looks like it's a decade behind in technology."

"I don't know, Johnny."

They walked more into town following the main road. Cate stopped though when she came to the outside of a coffee shop called the Talon.

"Johnny! Get over here!" she said.

Johnny stepped over to the coffee shop. But, Cate wasn't looking at the coffee. She was looking at the newspaper dispenser. The headline read: Family Saved From Fire!

"What's so important about that?" he asked.

"Look at the date!"

He peered down and took in a breath from the last number in the date: 2009.

"They could've had a typing mistake!" he sputtered.

"They don't make those kinds of typos, Johnny."

"So, we're really in the past?"

"Yep."

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Clark returned to the farm after he was done at The Planet. The car ride back to Metropolis had been a long one filled with bickering and witty banters. There was only so much an intergalactic traveler could take in one day. He was interested in the strange purple light he had seen earlier, though. He would have to remember to ask Chloe about it tomorrow. If he could pry her away from Jimmy, that is. Sometimes it was hard to have a best friend who was married.

Just as Clark had settled down and started to microwave his dinner, he heard a knock at the door. Shelby stood guard, barking at the mysterious visitor. Clark got up and opened the door.

"Shelby! Quiet boy," he said.

On his porch were two teenagers. They looked like brother and sister by their common features. They both had dark hair and hazel eyes. The thing that mattered the most to Clark, though, was that they were soaked waiting outside.

"Um…can I help you?" he asked.

"We hope so," the girl said, "We sure could use it."

"Dude, do you mind if we come in?" the boy asked, "It's kind of cold out here."

"Uh…sure," Clark said opening the screen door for the strange kids.

In minuets Clark had given the teens the official Kent comforts: warm blankets and Martha's famous hot chocolate. When the two stopped shivering, they asked Clark to sit down.

"Okay, so my name is Caitlyn and this is my twin brother, Johnny," the girl began.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Clark," he said.

"We know," Caitlyn said, "We know a lot about you."

"Well, there's not much to know," Clark said becoming suspicious of the two, "I'm just a reporter."

"Oh, you're not just a reporter, Kal-El," Cate said, "We know about you. That's why we need you're help."

"How did you know that name?" Clark asked.

"You told us," Johnny said finally speaking.

Clark gapped. "What do you mean I told you?"

"Well, I know it's hard to believe," Cate said, "But, you did tell us. In the future."

"The future?" Clark said, "You're right. That is hard to believe."

"Really?" Johnny asked, "I mean, with all the weird stuff in Smallville, time travel isn't the weirdest. You encountered people from the future once before."

"So, you're claiming to be from the Legion?" Clark asked.

"Oh No!" Cate said shaking her head, "We're only from like seventeen years in the future. We've just heard stories of them from you."

"Seventeen years in the future?" he asked with a disbelieving look on his face.

"We can prove it," Johnny said.

"Oh really?" Clark said raising an eyebrow in amusement.

"Yep."

Cate took off her watch and showed the back to Clark. On the back were small carved words in the metal, similar to any other watch.

"Wane Industries, 2024." Clark said, reading the back.

"I got it for my birthday last year," Cate said.

"You really think two teenagers can fake carved metal," Johnny asked.

"Okay, then." Clark said, "Ho did you get here."

"We're tougher than we look," Cate said, "Sometimes you let us help you protect people if you're busy. While you were in South America, you asked us to look into something. There was a scientist who was stealing money so that he could pay for his research in teleportation. When we got to his lab, a fight broke out. Chemicals started to fall on his teleportation machine, but nobody noticed at the time. He thought that he could get away with the machine. There was some sparks and the machine took all three of us here. The trip drained us, so we couldn't catch up when he ran away."

"What do you need my help for?" Clark asked.

"The machine was a belt," Johnny explained, "It's broken for now, so we need your help tracking him down before he teleports back to our time."

"Alright, I'll help."

How was Clark to know that he was helping his future kids?

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While Clark was on the phone with Chloe, Johnny and his sister sat in the living room.

"This is so weird," Johnny said, "It's like the Twilight Zone."

"Yeah, I mean, I haven't seen that kitchen table in there since before you broke it when you were four," Caitlyn said.

Johnny smiled, "I can't wait to see his face when we tell him. He's going to freak!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" she said, "Who says that were going to tell him?"

"We have to tell him. It's gonna be kind of hard to explain the super speed and strength otherwise."

"I don't know how we'll do it, but we can't drop a bombshell like that on him!" Cate argued.

"Telling him is the only safe way to do this!" he disagreed.

"He'll never believe us if we tell him so soon!"

"Tell me what?" Clark asked with his phone in hand.

"Nothing!" the twins said together.

The twins had reached a mental agreement. They wouldn't tell Clark that night. That wouldn't stop Johnny from trying to later, though.

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