Okay, I'm kind of stuck on my other story, so I've decided to do a new one
for a while, then go back to Birthday Trip later.
So...
Spoilers a teensy bit for Perry
Season 3-ish
Feedback would REALLY be appreciated, and I know this is kind of slow, but
it's gonna get better REALLY soon!
I hope you like it!
Strength
Chapter 1
Clark Kent always amazed himself how easily he could do things that nobody else on the planet could even fathom. He had just completely refenced the entire two hundred acre field of the Kent farm in Smallville, Kansas. In exactly two minutes and fifty-four seconds.
It seemed like his abilities were increasing in power with every day that went by. One day it was heavy lifting to raise the front of the family truck off the ground, the next, he could lift it above his head with ease. Going into high school, he could run to school in three-fourths of a minute, now, in his junior year, he could make it in less than ten seconds, five if he ran harder. Being hit numerous times by bullets, he noticed the change from a small bruise left behind, to feeling nothing more than a light tap on his skin upon impact.
He had discovered a while back that the source of his power was the sun. His abilities had gotten out of control when there had been some major solar flares, he had even thrown the farm's old tractor over ten miles in a sudden increase of strength.
Clark walked in the kitchen door and headed for the fridge for a bottle of water. Martha Kent walked in and smiled at Clark.
"Hey mom."
"Hi, Honey. Did you finish the fence already?" Martha asked her son.
Clark nodded and took another swig out of the water bottle. "I told Chloe I would meet her at the Torch this afternoon, she wants to give me the notes for an article I'm going to write."
"Alright, just don't be gone all night," she said.
"I won't, mom,"Clark assured her with a grin. He threw away the empty water bottle and walked out the door, speeding off in a blur.
Clark got to Smallville High and navigated the hallways until he reached the door to the school newspaper's home. Chloe wasn't in the room, he figured she must have gone to use the restroom. He sat down on one of the couches and picked up last week's edition of the Torch and thumbed through it while he waited. After a couple minutes, he heard footsteps in the hall and Chloe entered the room. She walked right past Clark, to her computer desk at the far side of the room.
"Hey," Clark greeted her.
Chloe jumped and squealed, "Clark! Geez, you scared me!"
They both cracked up.
"Sorry, about that Chlo," Clark said in between laughs. "I didn't mean to scare you like that!"
"Hey, I was preoccupied!" Chloe defended herself.
"Right."
"I was!" Clark's expression didn't change. "Well anyway," she said, changing the topic, "I have the notes from the interview with Mr. Rydell for you," she told him and handed him a notebook.
Clark took them and said, "Chloe, you really need some action here, don't you? I mean, an article on a math teacher who won the "Teacher of the Year" award three years ago?"
Chloe gave him the look.
"Sorry," Clark said, faking hurt feelings. He glanced at the clock on the desk and looked back at Chloe, saying, "Oh, I have to get back! I stil have to write that report for Biology! See you, Chlo!"
"Bye, Clark!" she called as he headed out of the room.
An hour later, Clark had finished his report on the respiratory system of fish, and was relaxing in his loft, reading a book. He heard footsteps on the stairs and looked up to the familiar sight of Lana aproaching him. He smiled and sat up, putting his book on the table.
"Hi, Clark," said Lana.
"Hey, Lana. What's up?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to come ask you if you would come with me to this thing Nell's having tomorrow for Dean's nephew or something. He just graduated high school. Anyways, Nell wants me to go, and I was hoping maybe you'd want to come and keep me company?" Lana asked hopefully.
Clark flashed a smile, and said, "Sure, I'd love to."
"Thanks, Clark."
"Anytime. So I'll see you tomorrow?" Clark asked her.
"Yeah, the party's at the Talon, it's starting at eleven."
"I'll be there." Clark promised.
To be continued...
Strength
Chapter 1
Clark Kent always amazed himself how easily he could do things that nobody else on the planet could even fathom. He had just completely refenced the entire two hundred acre field of the Kent farm in Smallville, Kansas. In exactly two minutes and fifty-four seconds.
It seemed like his abilities were increasing in power with every day that went by. One day it was heavy lifting to raise the front of the family truck off the ground, the next, he could lift it above his head with ease. Going into high school, he could run to school in three-fourths of a minute, now, in his junior year, he could make it in less than ten seconds, five if he ran harder. Being hit numerous times by bullets, he noticed the change from a small bruise left behind, to feeling nothing more than a light tap on his skin upon impact.
He had discovered a while back that the source of his power was the sun. His abilities had gotten out of control when there had been some major solar flares, he had even thrown the farm's old tractor over ten miles in a sudden increase of strength.
Clark walked in the kitchen door and headed for the fridge for a bottle of water. Martha Kent walked in and smiled at Clark.
"Hey mom."
"Hi, Honey. Did you finish the fence already?" Martha asked her son.
Clark nodded and took another swig out of the water bottle. "I told Chloe I would meet her at the Torch this afternoon, she wants to give me the notes for an article I'm going to write."
"Alright, just don't be gone all night," she said.
"I won't, mom,"Clark assured her with a grin. He threw away the empty water bottle and walked out the door, speeding off in a blur.
Clark got to Smallville High and navigated the hallways until he reached the door to the school newspaper's home. Chloe wasn't in the room, he figured she must have gone to use the restroom. He sat down on one of the couches and picked up last week's edition of the Torch and thumbed through it while he waited. After a couple minutes, he heard footsteps in the hall and Chloe entered the room. She walked right past Clark, to her computer desk at the far side of the room.
"Hey," Clark greeted her.
Chloe jumped and squealed, "Clark! Geez, you scared me!"
They both cracked up.
"Sorry, about that Chlo," Clark said in between laughs. "I didn't mean to scare you like that!"
"Hey, I was preoccupied!" Chloe defended herself.
"Right."
"I was!" Clark's expression didn't change. "Well anyway," she said, changing the topic, "I have the notes from the interview with Mr. Rydell for you," she told him and handed him a notebook.
Clark took them and said, "Chloe, you really need some action here, don't you? I mean, an article on a math teacher who won the "Teacher of the Year" award three years ago?"
Chloe gave him the look.
"Sorry," Clark said, faking hurt feelings. He glanced at the clock on the desk and looked back at Chloe, saying, "Oh, I have to get back! I stil have to write that report for Biology! See you, Chlo!"
"Bye, Clark!" she called as he headed out of the room.
An hour later, Clark had finished his report on the respiratory system of fish, and was relaxing in his loft, reading a book. He heard footsteps on the stairs and looked up to the familiar sight of Lana aproaching him. He smiled and sat up, putting his book on the table.
"Hi, Clark," said Lana.
"Hey, Lana. What's up?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to come ask you if you would come with me to this thing Nell's having tomorrow for Dean's nephew or something. He just graduated high school. Anyways, Nell wants me to go, and I was hoping maybe you'd want to come and keep me company?" Lana asked hopefully.
Clark flashed a smile, and said, "Sure, I'd love to."
"Thanks, Clark."
"Anytime. So I'll see you tomorrow?" Clark asked her.
"Yeah, the party's at the Talon, it's starting at eleven."
"I'll be there." Clark promised.
To be continued...