Chapter One
It was October 1989, in a little Kansas town called Smallville. It was a
nice town everybody knew everybody.
Now it had started off as a wonderful day, the Smallville High's Crows had
won their homecoming game. But then something unexpected happened that
would the people of Smallville lives forever.
Jonathon and Martha Kent, a happily married couple, were driving home from the flower shop in town in their red pick-up truck along Route Five, when a meteor crashed alongside the road into the field they were driving next to. Then another meteor tore through the sky, crashing into the Smallville's welcome billboard, and blasted it apart. The two Kent's looked horrified to see that there was smoke trails streaking over the cornfields.
"What's happening, Jonathon?" asked Martha unable to believe what just happened.
Jonathon was not given the chance to respond, when something was speeding towards them, and it plowed into the road in front of them. He hit the brakes and held tight to the wheel, fighting desperately to keep control of his truck, but it was hopeless. They sped into the black smoke clouds. The front wheels of the truck hit the edge of the ditch, and they flipped over, landing upside down coming to a stop in the new ditch in the middle of the road.
Lionel Luther had dragged his nine-year-old son Lex with him to witness him make a so-called huge business deal. Lex didn't care about his father's business though, so he used this opportunity to do some exploring in the nearby cornfield. As Lex was walking around he heard an unusual voice cry out "Help me!" Lex was startled, and he stopped in his tracks to turn and look around as he said "Huh?" "Help me, please" cried out the voice again. Lex looks around and notices something, is that a scarecrow? he thought as he saw something streaking the clear sky, leaving a trail of dark menacing smoke. Terrified, he turned on his heels and started to run through the cornfield, but within twenty yards he began wheezing and gasping for air. Still running, he fumbled around in his pocket for his inhaler but before he could use it he tripped and fell down. His inhaler went flying out of his hand. As Lex scrambled to retrieve it, he sat up against a hard wooden pole. "Hey, kid," grunted the enigmatic voice. The young red-haired boy slowly turned around, looked up at the pole and saw a teenager roped to the pole. This teenager had nothing on, but his boxer shorts, and had a red "S" spray-painted to his exposed chest. Lex fell back with an "uhh." "Help me. Help me, please." pleaded the bizarre guy. Far in the distance, meteorites struck the atmosphere with billowing black plumes of smoke. Lex got to his feet and stared at the sky in astoundment, as the meteorites collided into the ground in the cornfield. An immense cloud of debris traveled toward Lex, he started to run, but it was too late, the cloud blasted over the guy roped to the poled overtook Lex
Martha and Jonathan started to get out of their seats, when Jonathan glanced out the window and saw a naked little boy no older than four. "Martha?" Martha looked out the driver's side window and saw the young child. Then, Martha and Jonathon both looked at each other in disbelief.
Nell walked out of her flower shop with young Lana Lang in her arms into Main Street in town. All of the people had returned from watching the Smallville Crows once again win their homecoming game. But none of these people seemed to be celebrating, they we all staring up at the sky. On each face there was a look between horror and confusion. "What on God's earth?" said Nell as she looked up into the sky and finally comprehended why everybody had been staring. A sinister looking trail of smoke was visible in the sky, like a streak leading directly into the cornfields in the distance. A young couple standing across the way of the flower shop got started to get out of their gray car. When Mrs. Lang noticed her daughter she called out "Hi, Lana!" "Mommy! Daddy!" cried out the little girl. Abruptly, a meteorite plummeted down from above, striking into the Lang's car, and blowing them up, right in front of Lana.
Lionel Luther was in a cornfield frantically searching for his missing son. "Lex! Lex! Where are you?" Lionel cried out as he ran thought the cornfield. Then, Lionel came to a part of the cornfield that is completely flattened. He looked around and saw nothing but a thin, tuft of red hair on the ground. He leaned down and picked it up. He decided that it was indeed his son's hair, and continued to look around for him. "Lex? Lex?" he called out. Then Lionel saw something, sprinted over to it. He discovered that it was his son, lying on the ground, whimpering and with most of his hair missing.
Jonathon and Martha were walking through the debris, and Martha was holding the young child in her arms, wrapped in a blue blanket. "Kids don't just fall out of the sky, Martha," said Jonathan. "Then where did he come form?" challenged Martha. "I don't know, but he must have parents," replied Jonathan. Then the two Kent's came to a metallic ship, small enough that only a child could have fit in it. Martha slowly said "Well, if he does they're definitely not from Kansas." "Sweetheart, we can't keep him. What are we going to tell people-we found him out in a field?" asked Jonathan. Not giving in, Martha said, "We didn't find him. He found us."
That day had brought death and destruction to Smallville. It brought changes that would be a mystery for years to come. And, in the most bizarre way, it brought hope.
Jonathon and Martha Kent, a happily married couple, were driving home from the flower shop in town in their red pick-up truck along Route Five, when a meteor crashed alongside the road into the field they were driving next to. Then another meteor tore through the sky, crashing into the Smallville's welcome billboard, and blasted it apart. The two Kent's looked horrified to see that there was smoke trails streaking over the cornfields.
"What's happening, Jonathon?" asked Martha unable to believe what just happened.
Jonathon was not given the chance to respond, when something was speeding towards them, and it plowed into the road in front of them. He hit the brakes and held tight to the wheel, fighting desperately to keep control of his truck, but it was hopeless. They sped into the black smoke clouds. The front wheels of the truck hit the edge of the ditch, and they flipped over, landing upside down coming to a stop in the new ditch in the middle of the road.
Lionel Luther had dragged his nine-year-old son Lex with him to witness him make a so-called huge business deal. Lex didn't care about his father's business though, so he used this opportunity to do some exploring in the nearby cornfield. As Lex was walking around he heard an unusual voice cry out "Help me!" Lex was startled, and he stopped in his tracks to turn and look around as he said "Huh?" "Help me, please" cried out the voice again. Lex looks around and notices something, is that a scarecrow? he thought as he saw something streaking the clear sky, leaving a trail of dark menacing smoke. Terrified, he turned on his heels and started to run through the cornfield, but within twenty yards he began wheezing and gasping for air. Still running, he fumbled around in his pocket for his inhaler but before he could use it he tripped and fell down. His inhaler went flying out of his hand. As Lex scrambled to retrieve it, he sat up against a hard wooden pole. "Hey, kid," grunted the enigmatic voice. The young red-haired boy slowly turned around, looked up at the pole and saw a teenager roped to the pole. This teenager had nothing on, but his boxer shorts, and had a red "S" spray-painted to his exposed chest. Lex fell back with an "uhh." "Help me. Help me, please." pleaded the bizarre guy. Far in the distance, meteorites struck the atmosphere with billowing black plumes of smoke. Lex got to his feet and stared at the sky in astoundment, as the meteorites collided into the ground in the cornfield. An immense cloud of debris traveled toward Lex, he started to run, but it was too late, the cloud blasted over the guy roped to the poled overtook Lex
Martha and Jonathan started to get out of their seats, when Jonathan glanced out the window and saw a naked little boy no older than four. "Martha?" Martha looked out the driver's side window and saw the young child. Then, Martha and Jonathon both looked at each other in disbelief.
Nell walked out of her flower shop with young Lana Lang in her arms into Main Street in town. All of the people had returned from watching the Smallville Crows once again win their homecoming game. But none of these people seemed to be celebrating, they we all staring up at the sky. On each face there was a look between horror and confusion. "What on God's earth?" said Nell as she looked up into the sky and finally comprehended why everybody had been staring. A sinister looking trail of smoke was visible in the sky, like a streak leading directly into the cornfields in the distance. A young couple standing across the way of the flower shop got started to get out of their gray car. When Mrs. Lang noticed her daughter she called out "Hi, Lana!" "Mommy! Daddy!" cried out the little girl. Abruptly, a meteorite plummeted down from above, striking into the Lang's car, and blowing them up, right in front of Lana.
Lionel Luther was in a cornfield frantically searching for his missing son. "Lex! Lex! Where are you?" Lionel cried out as he ran thought the cornfield. Then, Lionel came to a part of the cornfield that is completely flattened. He looked around and saw nothing but a thin, tuft of red hair on the ground. He leaned down and picked it up. He decided that it was indeed his son's hair, and continued to look around for him. "Lex? Lex?" he called out. Then Lionel saw something, sprinted over to it. He discovered that it was his son, lying on the ground, whimpering and with most of his hair missing.
Jonathon and Martha were walking through the debris, and Martha was holding the young child in her arms, wrapped in a blue blanket. "Kids don't just fall out of the sky, Martha," said Jonathan. "Then where did he come form?" challenged Martha. "I don't know, but he must have parents," replied Jonathan. Then the two Kent's came to a metallic ship, small enough that only a child could have fit in it. Martha slowly said "Well, if he does they're definitely not from Kansas." "Sweetheart, we can't keep him. What are we going to tell people-we found him out in a field?" asked Jonathan. Not giving in, Martha said, "We didn't find him. He found us."
That day had brought death and destruction to Smallville. It brought changes that would be a mystery for years to come. And, in the most bizarre way, it brought hope.