I'm new to uploading fic here...so I seem to be having a problem with a few things. As you can see for starters, the formatting is all wonky…things are spaced super far apart. Doesn't look like this in Word, and I did save as html for webpage to save formatting as suggested. Also I'm having a prob with not being allowed to just call my prologue just 'prologue' in the system...it wants to name it 'chapter 1'. This makes the actual chapter 1 be called 'chapter 2' in the system. So just a warning so you don't get confused as to what chapter you are reading. If anyone cares to drop me a line and help me out, I'd appreciate it.

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TITLE: Save Me - Prologue

RATING: PG13
AUTHOR: suprdreemz
E-MAIL: jjadedone@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, I'm only playing with them.

SPOILERS: To be safe, everything up until Slumber.

PAIRING(s): Clark/Lana 

GENRE: Action/Adventure/Romance/Angst/Future Fic

SETTING: A few years into the future where Kryptonite mutations are widely occurring phenomena causing troubled times and much turmoil. Clark and his friends now live in a world struggling to recover.

SUMMARY: "…. We've all had to face a lot of dangers and take matters into our own hands because we wanted a future for ourselves…for our children. Stress like that tends to give a person new perspective on life, makes them realize that if they only had it to do over again… maybe they'd do it this time with out all the secrets."

POV for prologue: 1st person, Clark

POV for rest of story: omniscient/3rd person

AUTHORS NOTES: will follow at end of chapters

~S~

What if, what is isn't true?
What are you going to do?

~Smashing Pumpkins – Apples and Oranjes

Prologue

~S~

Smallville has definitely seen it all by now. In fact most of the country has. With kryptonite experiments creating basically a complete new race of people, a so far very dangerous race of people, the government has been running in circles trying to figure out what the heck to do about it.

Because of this I'm beginning to think that my secret shouldn't be so amazing anymore. But then my father insists that teenagers with mutant side effects resulting from a green meteor rock are much less exciting these days then an alien from outer space. Or much worse, that alien from outer space might be held responsible for it all. This is why I have to prove otherwise. Why I have to find out who's really behind what's happened. Sure there were some strange affects from the kryptonite here in Smallville over the years, but nothing on the scale we see today. No…it's obvious that someone deliberately spiked Mother Nature's gene pool…big time.

So as always, I'm reminded to never breathe a word of my secret. Not even to the ones I'm closest to, the ones I trust with my life. Not even if I think it will save a friendship… or that once in a lifetime true love. Well how about a life Dad? Sometimes seconds count, big time. Especially in the world we get to grow up in… a very strange and chaotic world, very different from the one you knew. No, my friends and I were privileged to spend our teenage years chasing bad guys in suits and running from super-freaked out kryptonite mutants who insist they are above the law.

Kryptonite mutations were voted illegal in 2004, but that doesn't mean they were able to control them. The infected, as most people call them, pretty much have run of the bigger cities, especially the important places like schools and hospitals. Heck, even a trip to the grocery store can be dangerous if not challenging.  So I strongly believe the powers that be are a little too busy these days to even consider that there exists a Kal-El from Krypton.

I've argued around and around with my father. He won't budge. Mom says I'm an adult, should be attending college this year if the bigger cities hadn't turned into such a post-apocalyptic war zone. She says I should make the decision on my own, but I can see the worry in her face when we discuss it.  They've never steered me wrong before, my parents. I guess that's why I keep taking their advice...and why Lana and I are still apart.

Only now…I'm beginning to really question my father's insistence on the matter. It's not that I don't appreciate what he's trying to do. Parental protection and love is important, even necessary. However, when someone's been messing with Mother Nature, new rules have to be written. I'm thinking very soon, I'm gonna have to write some in my own life.

~S~

end prologue

tbc in chap 1