-1Prologue
It was a beautiful day in Smallville, Kansas. Martha talked to Nell in the flower shop as she waited for Jonathan to finish shopping for tractors. Nell's niece sat behind the counter playing with a blooming rose. Lana Lang was an adorable girl who had suffered a tragic loss.
Three years ago a huge explosion destroyed the company where Lana's parents were working. Both lost their lives in the explosion. Poor Lana had only been seven years old. Her Aunt Nell had adopted her and raised her well.
Jonathan walked into the store and kissed Martha on the cheek. Martha smiled at him and held up the bouquet she was thinking of buying.
"Second beautiful thing in this room." Jonathan said.
Martha blushed and smiled, "Jonathan, you're so sweet."
"I was talking about Lana." Jonathan said.
Nell laughed and Martha swatted his shoulder. Jonathan placed a twenty on the counter and waved to Nell. "It's nice to see you Nell, but we need to get back. Clark's at the farm."
"No problem Jonathan. Tell the little guy I said hi. You should bring him by to play with Lana sometime." Nell said. Lana smiled up at Martha and handed her the rose. Martha smiled and took it.
"We will Nell. You have a nice day." Martha said turning to go with Jonathan. Before she walked out the door she turned back to Lana and waved. Lana waved back and giggled. Nell brushed back her brown locks from her hair and waved to the Kent's.
A ten year old, dark haired boy sat in the floor of his living room with a eleven year old, blonde girl. He tossed her the yellow ball again and she missed it. The ball hit the back of a sixteen year old, brunette.
"Now Clark, stop throwing the ball if Chloe can't catch it. I swear you'll be a football player." The older one said.
Clark smiled, "Sorry, Lois." Lois smiled down at him and tossed him back the ball. There was a knock at the door and Lois stood from the couch. Clark and Chloe continued to play ball as Lois walked over to the front door. Lois opened the door and smiled at the two officers.
"Mrs. Lane?" The officer on the right spoke first. Lois nodded at the two. "Is Clark home?"
"He is, but what is this about?" Lois asked.
"Were sorry to inform you, but the Kent's were killed earlier this evening in a terrible car wreck." The second officer said. Lois leaned against the doorframe in shock.
Clark stood numb watching the coffin fall further into the ground. Lois and Chloe stood off to the back. Everyone he saw was crying but he couldn't bring himself to shed a single tear. He loved his parents so much, yet he couldn't cry. He reached down and picked up some dirt and dropped it onto his parents coffin.
Lois pulled Chloe off as the others left. They would wait for Clark in the car. He needed some time alone with his parents. Clark kneeled by his parents grave, the dirt slipping through his fingers. It was the worst day of Clark Kent's life.