AUTHOR'S NOTE--------------

Hey everyone my name is Natasha and this is my first SMALLVILLE fanfic. Of course I do not own any of these characters...........so far nor do I own this plot or anything related to it, I'm just a hardcore fan And if I did own anything......I would be rich;)

I just kinda got into Smallville, and I think it's amazing so I bought the second season and I am STILL not done watching the eps. SO if I spell a name wrong or if I get something wrong PLEASE do not chew me out, I am new to this but I absolutely love the plot and the characters, so yea. I LOVE reviews so make sure to do that

Here we go!

Loves,

NATASHA!

Clark walked into a large broken down building. Clark's sharp eyes jolted everywhere looking for any movement. He wore blue jeans and a black t-shirt that hugged his biceps and his upper body.

For the past couple of days he has been dealing with a strange new power, an evil. And he was certain all of the bad things that were caused in Smallville was linking to this one girl...and he was gonna be the one to stop her.

"Clark, what are you doing here?" A soft voice asked, a voice that shown no hate or anger but had a hint of seductiveness in it.

Clark froze and looked around everywhere, but he found no one. He used his X-ray vision to look through some walls and nooks but again found nothing. Something was wrong as he eyed the ceiling before bringing his eyes down to look around.

"There's no use hiding. I know it's you who have been causing problems around here." Clark spoke hearing his own voice echo through the building.

"And I'm here to stop you." Clark added.

He heard her giggle. Which made him glare and look around more.

"Stop me? And how are you going to stop me?" She demanded.

"I can." Clark assured her.

"Why? Cause you're from the glorious planet Krypton?" She asked.

Clark's eyes widened slightly.

"How did you know that!?" Clark demanded.

"You think you're the only one that's special Clark? I don't think so." She answered him.

Suddenly he felt a cold sweat on his neck and his knees started to grow weak.

"Oh no," Clark mumbled, then fell forwards; luckily there was a wall there than he managed to catch.

He spun around to see the girl he was looking for, thrusting a glowing green rock at him, a piece of kryptonite.

"What are you doing?" Clark groaned in pain as his legs slowly gave out on him and he sunk to his knees.

"Well this is your weakness isn't it? I would guess considering your position." She replied, her blonde hair halfway up wearing blue t-shirt and black leather pants.

"How do you know this?" Clark demanded trying to sound as serious as can, but every now and then a couple words went unheard.

"I know a lot about you Clark, cause we're so much alike." She murmured crouching down beside him.

Clark shut his eyes and winced as he felt a wave from the powerful kryptonite run through his body, causing him to groan and sweat slightly. He reopened them a couple seconds later.

"H...how are you and I alike?" Clark demanded.

"You don't remember me do you?" She asked eyeing him.

Clark only swallowed hardly, not saying anything.

"Well let me enlighten you." She shared after studying his eyes then put the rock down, on the cold concrete next to his arm.

Clark winced again, breathing heavily and making it noticeable as he slowly moved his arm away from the rock.

"Please, get that away from me, it'll kill me. Please." Clark groaned.

"I was a princess Clark, a beautiful princess. Does the name Aregn'a ring a bell? Hmm probably not. We were Krypton's enemy planet. My father hated every one of you. And I could see why, you...all of you were pathetic, BUT once I saw you, you made me reconsider." She said grinning.

"Let me guess, you became infatuated with me and wanted me to marry you." Clark replied in pure pain.

"Not really, I was destined to be with this one prince of my planet, but I DID want you for my own little enjoyment." She said sitting on his lap.

"Gahh, you are some sick people." Clark moaned as he turned his head away since he didn't have the strength to push her off of him.

"They sent me here Clark...to kill you." She spoke softly letting her index finger tip trail around his lips.

Clark squinted his eyes shut tight before letting out another painful sound, and started breathing rapidly again.

"Kill me, isn't that what everyone wants to do now a days?" Clark mumbled.

The girl grinned evilly at him then pressed her lips to kiss, kissing him passionately. Clark grinned and closed his eyes shut again, feeling another wave a pain running through his body from his ankles clear up to his temples. He felt as if something was putting pressure on his lungs, shoving them hardly up against his chest, making breathing almost impossible.

"Clark!" a voice yelled barging into the building.

Taken off guard the girl spun around as Clark slide to the floor on his side, too weak to even try and hold himself up.

"Get away from my son." Jonathan growled then lunged at her, grabbing her wrist and yanking her off of Clark and throwing her aside.

He took aware of his surroundings fast and saw the rock. He quickly picked it up and hurled it out of the building window. Just in time as well, cause right then the girl sent him flying backwards into the wall. Clark shook the weakness out of him as he felt his power and strength returning rather quickly.

"You pathetic excuse for a life form." She hissed as she slowly approached Jonathan.

Clark then tackled her to the ground, pinning her down with his body. Of course she fidgeted and squirmed. Clark clenched his teeth showing his anger to keep her down.

"Who sent you!?" Clark demanded behind his teeth.

The girl just glared up at me.

"WHO sent you!!" Clark yelled at her.

"Verbal abuse won't weaken me Clark." She said slyly.

Clark just glared at her then got up, having a strong grip on her wrist he yanked her up. After she was up he secured her with his arms.

"Dad! Are you ok!?" Clark shouted.

"I'm...I'm fine." He answered standing up.

"I will be back Clark, count on it." She growled then touched the small of her back and all of a sudden disintegrated into dust.

Clark looked around in panic then down at his palm full of dust. He sighed and let it fall to the ground as he looked over at his dad who just sighed and shrugged.

Clark sighed as well as he looked at the light sparkly dust mixing in with the dust already present on the floor.

"How.... how did you find me." Clark asked.

"You think you're the only one with resources? When your son is kinda different, you find resources quick." He answered simply.

Clark only grinned and nodded; walking over to him he embraced his father tightly.

"Thanks dad." Clark whispered.

Whether it was in fear or respect he didn't know why it was so soft, but he nodded either way.

"Dad, I could feel it...if you hadn't come when you did, I'd-"

"Shh." His father soothed not even wanting to THINK about that.

Clark sighed and let go of his dad who in return, also let go. Clark nodded a little before eyeing his father in the face.

"Can we go home now?" Clark asked like a little kid.

Jonathan only smirked and nodded his head yes then escorted his son out of the building an arm around his shoulders, his fingers wrapped tight around Clark's right shoulder....as if he were hanging on for dear life.