Chloe and Clark were just finished with their research for their article.
They decided to finish it at the Talon over Coffee. Clark's father never
understood the new teen desire for coffee. But Clark drank it nevertheless.
Chloe, being the over-achiever, found coffee to be a good thing for her non-
stop work style.
They lingered over the coffee for a while, and then Chloe excused herself. Clark stopped a moment to say goodbye to Lana. Chloe's timely departure indicated she knew as much. After his brief goodbye, Clark left the Talon.
Clark hadn't walked far when he noticed a man walking straight towards him. The man stopped Clark in his path and grabbed his arm. "Clark, you must come with me!" the man breathed in Clarks ear. The sense of urgency in his hushed voice was unmistakable.
"Who are you?" Clark responded. "And how do you know my name?" Clark didn't scare easily, not being the destructible type. But his curiosity was insatiable and this stranger was intriguing. So, he went along.
The stranger, a man perhaps a few years Clarks senior, led Clark to a deep cul-de-sac around the corner from the Talon. When the man was certain they were out of site of the casual on-looker, he turned Clark towards him by his shoulders and looked him directly in the eyes.
"Clark, I know who you are, or rather, who you will be." The convincing look on the man's face began to worry Clark that he may actually know his secret. Clark played along with the usual diversion tack.
"I don't know what you're talking about, 'who I'll be?'"
"Let us dispense with the banter. You are indestructible, very fast, can see through walls, and set fires with a stare"
Clark's jaw dropped, his heart raced. All of his worst fears were realized. He was about to say something, anything, when the man broke in.
"You need not fear. You secret is yours as I have my own. I am.. Merlin."
"Merlin?" Clark asked bewildered. "THE Merlin?"
"The Same."
"But, Merlin, Kind Arthur, that's all fiction."
"I am afraid not, my boy. While history has distorted some of the facts, the existence of Arthur, the Knights, and myself, are quite real."
"But, how are you here? I don't understand."
"Clark, " Merlin interrupted, "suffice it to say that I do not age like ordinary mortals. I shall explain in due time. For now, we must go. Will you come with me?"
"Where are we going, and what do we need to do?" Clark asked.
"We are going back in time. Arthur needs your help. We must hurry. The portal we are to use is several miles on the other side of the town you call Metropolis. It will open in 3 minutes."
"We'll never make it then," Clark stated. Clark knew he could, but didn't know if Merlin's powers included super-speed.
"You will have to carry me," Merlin stated simply. Clark was glad Merlin couldn't read his mind, or at least he hoped he couldn't.
Clark effortlessly picked up Merlin and sped to Metropolis. From there, Merlin directed him to the portal. They arrived a few seconds early.
In a brilliant flash, the portal appeared. Together, Merlin and Clark passed through and they and the portal were gone.
They lingered over the coffee for a while, and then Chloe excused herself. Clark stopped a moment to say goodbye to Lana. Chloe's timely departure indicated she knew as much. After his brief goodbye, Clark left the Talon.
Clark hadn't walked far when he noticed a man walking straight towards him. The man stopped Clark in his path and grabbed his arm. "Clark, you must come with me!" the man breathed in Clarks ear. The sense of urgency in his hushed voice was unmistakable.
"Who are you?" Clark responded. "And how do you know my name?" Clark didn't scare easily, not being the destructible type. But his curiosity was insatiable and this stranger was intriguing. So, he went along.
The stranger, a man perhaps a few years Clarks senior, led Clark to a deep cul-de-sac around the corner from the Talon. When the man was certain they were out of site of the casual on-looker, he turned Clark towards him by his shoulders and looked him directly in the eyes.
"Clark, I know who you are, or rather, who you will be." The convincing look on the man's face began to worry Clark that he may actually know his secret. Clark played along with the usual diversion tack.
"I don't know what you're talking about, 'who I'll be?'"
"Let us dispense with the banter. You are indestructible, very fast, can see through walls, and set fires with a stare"
Clark's jaw dropped, his heart raced. All of his worst fears were realized. He was about to say something, anything, when the man broke in.
"You need not fear. You secret is yours as I have my own. I am.. Merlin."
"Merlin?" Clark asked bewildered. "THE Merlin?"
"The Same."
"But, Merlin, Kind Arthur, that's all fiction."
"I am afraid not, my boy. While history has distorted some of the facts, the existence of Arthur, the Knights, and myself, are quite real."
"But, how are you here? I don't understand."
"Clark, " Merlin interrupted, "suffice it to say that I do not age like ordinary mortals. I shall explain in due time. For now, we must go. Will you come with me?"
"Where are we going, and what do we need to do?" Clark asked.
"We are going back in time. Arthur needs your help. We must hurry. The portal we are to use is several miles on the other side of the town you call Metropolis. It will open in 3 minutes."
"We'll never make it then," Clark stated. Clark knew he could, but didn't know if Merlin's powers included super-speed.
"You will have to carry me," Merlin stated simply. Clark was glad Merlin couldn't read his mind, or at least he hoped he couldn't.
Clark effortlessly picked up Merlin and sped to Metropolis. From there, Merlin directed him to the portal. They arrived a few seconds early.
In a brilliant flash, the portal appeared. Together, Merlin and Clark passed through and they and the portal were gone.