1 YEAR LATER

As a mysterious Kryptonian ship flies through space sector 2814 headed towards Earth. In fact, it's destination is not just the planet Earth, but in a little town called Smallville.

As the ship descends onto the Earth, a farmer and his wife are on their way home from town after getting some supplies.

"Martha? Martha, what's wrong? You've barely said a word since we left town, what's bothering you dear?" said a worried husband to his wife.

"Nothing Jonathan, it's just…"

"Martha Kent, I've known you too long to know when you're upset or not, so tell me, what's going on?"

"It's just, when we go into town, I see the Lang's and the Ross's, and even Gabe Sullivan and I just can't help but wonder why we can't have children…"

"You know exactly why we can't dear, we've tried, more than once. And although we can try again and again for the rest of our lives, it isn't possible."

"I know, I just… I just wish we could have a boy. A son who I could embarrass around girls, a son who you could play football with, a son that we could just love."

Just then, a sound, not unlike thunder, was heard in the sky and out of the sky comes a bunch of meteorites come crashing to Earth. Jonathan slams on his breaks just in time to save them from getting side-swiped by a large object.

"Martha, are you alright?"

"Yes, yes, I'm fine Jonathan. Where? Where are you going?"

Jonathan is now out of his truck and headed toward the large object.

"I'm just going to check this out Martha, stay in the truck."

But like any curious woman, Martha did not. She walked right beside her husband toward the object.

As the smoke cleared, they could make out exactly what it was, it was a…

"A UFO!" yelled Martha.

"Now, hold on Martha, it could be a foreign satellite for all we know."

Jonathan went to the ship, and when he touched it, it opened and revealed a child. A baby, Kal-El.

"Look Jonathan! It's a baby!"

"I can see that Martha, but who puts a baby in a rocket?"

Martha had now picked up the child and was cradling him in her arms.

"Now Martha, we can't keep him."

"To Hell we can't Jonathan, he's just a baby, and we found him."

Jonathan knew he was going to lose this argument, he knew right off the bat, but it wasn't rational. For all he knew, it could grow up to become a monster, but then he remembered what the being known as Jore Elle had asked him, and he quickly reconsidered.

"Alright Martha, but we can't tell people that we just found him on the side of the road, no one would buy it!"

"I think we could name him Clark. I mean, it's such an uncommon and unique name now-a-days, and it's my maiden name, so I think that's it. Clark Kent!"

"Martha, are you even listening to me? First of all, we are not naming him Clark Kent, and second of all, what are we going to tell people?"

"I don't know Jonathan, you'll think of something, but for right now, we are calling him Clark Kent, and that's final!"

17 YEARS LATER

"Clark! Clark Kent! Get down here for breakfast, it's your first day and I don't want you to start off this last semester by being late, again!" yelled Martha Kent.

Clark runs down the stairs and kisses his mother on the cheek.

"I would never dream of it Ma."

Just then, Jonathan Kent walks into the kitchen from doing his morning chores. "I would certainly hope not Clark, you and Chloe are running out of "free passes" when it comes to your attentiveness to class."

Clark turns to his father and smiles, "It's not like we're doing anything bad Pa, it's just, so many people get infected by those meteors from the Meteor Shower 17 years ago, even me. Unfortunately, most of them go bad, I guess it does something to their brain to make them act crazy but, I just can't help but feeling responsible."

"Clark," Jonathan says while putting his hands on his sons shoulders, "You are in no way responsible for what happened to all those people. You didn't tell Coach Quigley to threaten the football team with his, umm, pyrokinesis. You didn't cause Dawn Styles to become a human spirit and try and blow up last year's prom. You didn't want Greg Arkin to become a human bug and try and kidnap Lana. You only stopped them from hurting anyone else. And, for that son, I'm proud of you."

Clark looks up at his father and sees the pride in his eyes, but Clark doesn't feel it.

"But with all my powers, I couldn't save Lex."

Clark turned to walk out of the house, and instead, super-sped away, taking only one piece of toast with him.

Jonathan put his head down and looked at his wife, "It's time Martha."

"Jonathan…"

"No Martha, he deserves the truth, even if it hurts."

At Smallville High, Clark arrives to meet his best friends. Pete Ross, a football player on the same team as Clark. They have been best friends since 4th grade and have always trusted each other. Clark even told Pete his secret. But Pete's not the only one who knows, Clark's other "best friend" includes Chloe Sullivan. Chloe is a reporter for Smallville High's "The Torch" newspaper and current editor as well. Once she graduates Smallville High, she's headed to work at the Daily Planet in Metropolis, the greatest newspaper in the world. And, last but certainly not least, is Lana Lang. Lana has been Clark's girlfriend for about 3 months, although he's always loved her. Lana was the first one to learn Clark's secret. When they were kids, Lana and Clark would play in Ben Hubbard's field, and one day, when they were playing Hide-And-Seek, Lana was about to be run over by a tractor when Clark dove on top of her and saved her life. Since then, they were also best friends, but now, they're more than that.

"Hey Clark, dude, you should have been here about five minutes ago man!"

"Why is that Pete?"

As usual, Chloe interjected, "Well, Pete thinks that if you were here 5 minutes ago, that you would have been able to rush him over to the Talon and back for a coffee and an ice tea for Lana and I. Unfortunately, the bell is going to ring any minute now, so there would be no…"

Clark super-sped to the Talon, grabbed a coffee and ice tea, put the money on the counter, and ran back before Chloe could say…

"Time."

Clark handed them each their beverage and they walked up the stairs to class.

"Thanks Clark, you're the greatest man!"

"Thanks Pete," Clark turns to Lana, "Hey Lana, would you be interested in doing something tonight?"

"I'm sorry Clark, I can't tonight, I have to help Aunt Nell set up something for her flower pageant tomorrow."

"Flower pageant?" Chloe asked.

"Don't ask. Something where a bunch of women wearing flowers come on a stage and they pick a winner, it's stupid really."

"Okay, sorry I asked."

Chloe then turns to Clark.

"So, any more info on the 'Secret Origins' of Clark Kent yet?"

"I don't know any more about my 'origins' than you do Chloe."

"Clark, do you even want to know what your Birthright is man? I mean, you could be a billionaire's son for all you know!" exclaimed Pete.

"I think we've all had enough with billionaires for the rest of our lives Pete." Said Clark in a melancholy tone.

"Sorry man, sore subject, forgot I brought it up."

Clark then turns to Lana again.

"Lana, are you okay? You've been very, quiet this morning?"

"I'm fine Clark, I just, I need some time alone."

The bell to get to class then rings.

"I've got to go, I'll talk to you later." Lana says as she walks off to class.

"You think it's a cheerleader thing?"

"Pete!"

"Sorry, I was just wondering, I mean…"

"I've got to go too, catch you guys later!" said Clark as he walks off as well.

"Was it something I said?" asked Pete.

"Pete, if you weren't my friend I would totally give you a 'Sullivan cold shoulder' right now, but since you are my friend, I think Lana just has a lot on her mind right now. Between ex-boyfriends, graduation, her future, and Clark, a lot has been on her mind." said Chloe, now in a more serious tone.

"I can't argue with that. I mean, she's had like, what? 5 boyfriends? 6?"

"Pete, quit while you're ahead."

"I mean, there was Whitney, then Brad, and then Jason, then Adam, but that one was more of a 'friendship with benefits', and not the sexual kind of benefits, if you know what I mean."

"PETE!"

"Sorry." Pete says, almost like a mouse, and starts humming "Somebody That I Used to Know" by Goyte. Then Chloe slaps him on the back of the head.

After school, Clark super-sped home and found his parents waiting for him.

"Ma? Pa? What's going on, did someone die?"

Jonathan looks at Clark, then at Martha, and then at Clark again. "No Clark," he said calmly, "No one died."

"Then why is everyone looking so down? Is there something I should know? Is Lex back?"

"No son, Lex isn't back, but there is something that you need to know."

"Jonathan…" Martha started.

"No Martha, we decided that it was time and we have to follow through with that."

"Follow through with what Pa?" Clark asked, almost in a fearful voice.

"Clark, December 1st isn't your birthday. It's a date we picked out randomly because we didn't know when you were really born."

"Okay…" Clark said, now curious.

"Clark, son, when we found you the day of the Meteor Shower…" Jonathan said, stumbling on words, "Clark, you're not from around here son."

"What do you mean 'not from around here'?"

"It means that I, that we, have something to show you, and it's going to change your life, forever."