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Author's Notes: I've got the first 6 chapters of this written so it shouldn't take me too long to update this.
Chapter 1:
Earlier that day:
Lois Lane looked up from her computer as Chloe walked in carrying a stack of folders.
"There you are," Chloe said as she dropped the stack on the desk. She picked up the first one and held it out to Lois. "I need you to investigate what's happening in the caves. There have been reports of high pitched signals coming from them. Police scanners have been picking them up recently."
"Can't I get something else?"
"Come on, Lois, I really need you to cover this. Usually, I'd get Clark to, since no one knows those caves better than he does, but I haven't been able to find him all day."
"Fine," Lois said as she took the folder that Chloe had handed her.
"I can't believe Chloe talked me into this," Lois muttered as she crept silently into the caves. What's Smallville doing here? She had been about to make her presence known when Clark put the key into the wall. Lois shielded her eyes from the blinding light as she struggled to see what was going on. When Clark walked into the chamber, Lois moved to a position that both concealed her and allowed her to see everything. She nearly ran to his side when he fell to his knees, holding his head in agony; but an unfamiliar voice boomed in her head: Stay! She gave the voice a moments consideration before disregarding it. Before she could even move though, Clark stood and rocketed out of the cave. How did he... Just as Lois was about to leave, the voice boomed again as a blinding light washed over her, surrounding her.
'Why are you here?'
"Not that it's any of your business, but I'm her to investigate the high pitched noises being picked up on radios. Who the heck are you anyways?"
'I am Jor-El, the true father of Kal-El. He must complete this phase of his destiny first. Your time is not here yet.'
"What are you talking about? What destiny?"
A tendril of blue and red light extended, seemingly out of nowhere, and the cave painting of a man and woman together became visible. Lois walked over to the painting as if in a trance. She slowly reached out to touch the painting. As her fingers brushed against the painting, it pulsated for an instant. "What does that mean?" she asked hesitantly.
'Destiny. Kal-El can not, however, move on to this part of his destiny until his quest is complete.'
"Who is this Kal-El you keep mentioning?"
Jor-El paused, as if trying to determine whether or not she really didn't know. 'Kal-El is the last son of the once great planet, Krypton.'
"Once great? What happened?" Lois gasped as the beam of blue and red light shot through her. It felt as if she had been dunked into icy water without a chance to get a breath. After a moment, her surroundings changed and the temperature became comfortable. "What is this?" Lois asked as she watched a child being lowered into a ship by his parents.
'Kal-El's past, from the time he began his journey to earth.'
The ship closed, hovering in the air, and rocketed out of the room. Mere moments after the small ship escaped Krypton's atmosphere, the planet exploded, creating a shockwave that the small craft barely escaped.
Lois watched as the ship sailed rapidly towards earth, followed by several meteor fragments. Parts of the meteors began breaking up, and Kal-El's ship erupted into a ball of flame as it streaked through the sky towards a field stretched out below. The ship impacted the ground sending up a spray of dust that mixed with the plume of smoke from its entry. A red pickup truck swerved to avoid the smoke and dirt but flipped over into a shallow ditch.
Lois strained her eyes to see what was going on as the smoke cleared and the dust settled. Kal-El got out of his ship and wandered over to the truck. He peered inside.
Lois's brow furrowed in confusion when she saw who was inside the truck. The Kents. Wait! Does that mean that Clark is... No, he couldn't be. Then again, he just flew out of the caves.
The Kents got out of the truck and Martha wrapped Kal-El in a blanket as she picked him up. "Where did he come from?" They followed the crater to Kal-El's ship.
"We can't just keep him, Martha," Jonathan said to his wife. "What'll we tell people? We found him in a cornfield?"
"No," Martha said seriously, "he found us."
Jonathan sighed, "Let's get him back to the farm then."
By the time they got back to the flipped over truck, Kal-El was holding onto Martha's hand as if his life depended on it. He suddenly pulled away and walked over to the truck. His two small hands grabbed the truck and lifted it into the air before turning it over and setting it down gently, leaving the Kents and Lois stunned.
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