Title Series: Web of Kryptonite
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Title: Nice to Meet You
Author: White Werewolf
Spoilers: Spider-Man: the Movie and anything's good in Smallville up to "Redux."
Summery: Peter Parker leaves New York when his uncle was murdered. He finds himself in Smallville. Can Clark help get his life together, and in time before trouble starts.
Disclaimer: Sony and Marvel own Spider-Man. DC and WB own Smallville
Author Notes: To make this work better. Peter won't have a costume. (.........) indicates thought.
Also, thanks to everyone who left a review. It means a lot to me. Please, keep
reviewing. This won't be a shipper story. Sorry. I want everyone to enjoy this. Thanks
again, now, enjoy chapter 3
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***Clark's Bed Room***
7:00 PM
Clark and Peter were sitting on the bed talking, getting to know each other. And they both seemed to enjoy it. The main reason being because the two could understand each other with their new found powers.
"So, Clark," Peter began, "have you ever used your powers to your own personal advantage? And I don't mean using them for household chores."
Clark nodded slowly, "It happened when I was under the influence of some red meteor rocks."
"Red meteor rocks? I thought there was only green ones."
He shook his head, "Unfortunately no. Green affects me physically, and red affects me mentally. Anyway, the red rocks let my inner feelings come forward. Basically, my dark side came through, and while I had no control, I still knew what happened. I took a look at Lana and Chloe's rear ends." The sophomore said with a hint of regression.
The New Yorker smiled, "Lucky bastard. I wish I had x-ray vision."
The alien chuckled to himself, "It has its benefits. Don't tell me you haven't done anything with your powers."
Peter shifted his weight on the bed, "I used my agility to catch a girl's lunch tray and her at the same time. It was pretty cool."
The mention of a girl perked his interests, "Girl, huh? Who is she?"
The young Parker replied, "Not going there, Clark. I don't want to get in to our love lives at the moment. You understand, don't you?"
Clark sighed, "I do, Peter."
Just as Clark took a breath to say something, the phone rang. Smiling, he said, "This will only take a second, Peter."
"Sure, go ahead," was his reply.
"Thanks," Clark said, as he went for the phone. He took his right hand and placed it to his ear, "hello?"
"Hi, Clark."
The sophomore smiled, "Can we talk tomorrow, Chloe? I've got company."
She remembered the conversation they had last night, "Sorry, Clark. I forgot that your visitor from New York was coming in today. I just wanted to tell you that I got that movie you wanted to see at BlockBuster, and wondered if you wanted to see it with the gang." Then she thought of something, "why don't you ask him to join us."
"Hold on, Chloe. Let me ask him," he took the phone away from his ear, and turned to his new friend, "want to see a movie, Peter?"
Peter asked with interest, "What movie?"
He placed the phone back on his ear, "Army of Darkness, right?"
She nodded, "Yeah, Clark."
Clark turned to the former wrestler, "Army of Darkness. Want to watch it with my friends, or if you want we could stay in tonight."
Peter thought a moment. He needed to relax, and maybe a movie would be right about now, anyway. "What's it about?"
The sophomore nodded, "It's the third of a trilogy, but you don't have to see the first two to get the movie. A guy named Ash gets transported back to Medieval Europe and has to find the Necronomicon in order to get back to his own time. It's the best of the three movies, and Ash says the best one-liners."
He nodded, "Sounds like fun, Clark. I'm in."
The young Kent smiled and placed the phone by his ear again, "We're in. And this way, Peter can meet you guys."
Chloe returned, "Good. Catch you in a few." Then she hung up the phone.
The young man did the same and said, "Mom, Dad, Peter and I are going over to Chloe's to watch a movie, ok?"
Martha yelled back from the living, "Sure, have fun, you two."
With that said, Peter and Clark grabbed their jackets and headed for the door. "See you later, Mom and Dad." Then they were off.
***Outside the Sullivan House***
Twenty Minutes Later
Clark parked the truck at the end of the driveway behind Lana's vehicle. The two friends exited the truck and headed for the front door.
The sophomore turned to the senior, "Pete's the only one that knows my secret besides my family and you. I prefer to keep it that way. You do that, and I'll keep your secret safe. Deal?"
Peter shook his head, "Not a problem, Clark. I wasn't going to tell anyone about you. You don't have anything to worry about. So, who's going to be here, anyway?"
The young man replied, "Not sure exactly. But knowing that it's Chloe hosting, it's probably Pete and Lana. You already met Pete, which isn't a problem. I'll introduce you to the others. Tomorrow, I'll take you to Lex."
The two stepped on the front porch, and Clark rung the door bell. Soon, the door opened to reveal Chloe, "Hey, Clark."
Clark smiled, "Chloe, this is Peter Parker. Peter, Chloe Sullivan."
"Hi," the New Yorker said.
"Hi, Peter. Nice to meet you. C'mon in. Lana and Pete are already inside."
Clark and Peter nodded, "Thanks," the former wrestler said as the two stepped through the door threshold.
"This way," she said, and they headed for the den.
In the den, Pete sat on the couch along with Lana. "Guys, this is Peter Parker," Clark introduced, he pointed to the football player, "Peter, you remember Pete?"
"Sure," the two Peters shook hands.
Then the alien pointed to the young woman, "and that's Lana Lang."
Lana smiled, "Nice to meet you, Peter."
He smiled as well, "Likewise."
The five of them fell silent, not knowing what to say. The quiet lasted a few seconds, until Peter said, "You got to love the awkward silences."
They laughed in response. Chloe said, "What do you like to do in your spare time, Peter?"
Peter shrugged his shoulders, "The normal stuff, I suppose. I'm interested in science and love to take photographs."
The young Lang said, "It looks like you and Chloe will get along well. She's a reporter for the Torch."
"Torch?" Peter asked.
The blond blushed, "The school paper."
Nobody knew what to say at the moment, and another awkward silence was not needed.
Clark took it upon himself to break the quiet, "So, how about we watch the movie?"
Lana nodded, "Good plan. Chloe if you'd be so kind?"
"Sure," she replied as they went over to their seats. Peter sat at the end of the couch with Clark next to him, and Lana sat beside him. Pete lay on the floor on his stomach.
The reporter inserted the tape, and pressed the power button on. With the remote in hand, she sat on the neighboring armchair to the couch. "It's movie time." Then she hit the play button.
****After The Movie****
"Wow," Peter said surprisingly, "that was a good movie."
The young Kent returned, "Told ya. What was your favorite part?"
"That had to be the scene with the two Ashs. Y'know, when he said, 'Good, Bad, I'm the guy with the gun."
The Talon owner smiled, "Groovy."
"This here is my Boomstick. You got that!" Clark shot out.
Then Peter realized something, "Ash looked a lot like the ring announcer I saw at the wrestling match I was at."
"Oh?" Pete responded, "who was fighting?"
Peter replied without any problems, "Bone Saw McGraw and some kid who was amazingly strong, agile, and funny."
Chloe looked at the former wrestler, "You don't remember his name? For someone who could remember this Bone Saw guy, I find it weird that you can't remember the other guy."
The New Yorker gulped, "Y'see, Chloe. It was during a contest. If you could survive three minutes in a cage with him, you get three thousand dollars. So, there were too many people he fought for me to remember. Bone Saw McGraw was there the whole time. That's why I remembered him more."
The blond nodded, "Good reasoning."
Peter sighed in relief, "That it is."
"So," Lana began, "what do you guys have planned for tomorrow?"
"Well, I'm taking Peter to meet Lex. Then, we'll see from there. Play it by ear. That sorta thing."
"Cool," was the football player's response.
Lana stood up and stretched her arms, "I got to work tomorrow. I better go."
"Where do you work?" The senior asked with interest.
"Lana's co-owners with Lex Luthor at the Talon," Chloe answered for her best female friend with a smile.
"Why don't you come by tomorrow, Peter? You can see where we hang out."
The former wrestler grinned, "Sounds cool, Lana."
Clark got up to now, "Peter and I got to go anyway. Thanks for the movie."
Peter smiled, "It was a good movie. Now, I have to see Evil Deads 1 and 2. I have to see how Ash loses his hand."
"I hate to break up the party, Chloe. But, Peter and I do have to go. We'll see you tomorrow."
"Good. Thanks for coming, Clark. And it was nice to meet you, Peter. We definitely have to hang out more."
"Count on it. See you guys later," then Peter and Clark left with Lana behind them.
As soon as they left, Chloe turned to her friend, "Peter seems nice."
Pete smiled, "He's funny too. I think he's going to fit in fine here in Smallville."
"I think so too. Just as long as something doesn't happen that involves meteor rocks."
Pete shook his head, "Meteors are always on your mind, aren't they?"
***Smallville Bus Station***
The Next Morning
A yellow bus stops, and a set of doors open. People come lining out.
A young man took a breath as he stepped off the bus. He walked down a dirt path with a goal already in mind.
A few yards down the road, he tripped over something. The young man stood back up, and dusted his pants off. He picked it up. "This is just what I need," he said to himself.
The young man all of a sudden heard some footsteps coming from behind him. "Excuse me?"
He turned around, "Yes?"
The female walked up to him, "You dropped your bag."
"Thanks, um?"
The girl smiled, "Michelle, and you are?"
TBC
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Title: Nice to Meet You
Author: White Werewolf
Spoilers: Spider-Man: the Movie and anything's good in Smallville up to "Redux."
Summery: Peter Parker leaves New York when his uncle was murdered. He finds himself in Smallville. Can Clark help get his life together, and in time before trouble starts.
Disclaimer: Sony and Marvel own Spider-Man. DC and WB own Smallville
Author Notes: To make this work better. Peter won't have a costume. (.........) indicates thought.
Also, thanks to everyone who left a review. It means a lot to me. Please, keep
reviewing. This won't be a shipper story. Sorry. I want everyone to enjoy this. Thanks
again, now, enjoy chapter 3
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
***Clark's Bed Room***
7:00 PM
Clark and Peter were sitting on the bed talking, getting to know each other. And they both seemed to enjoy it. The main reason being because the two could understand each other with their new found powers.
"So, Clark," Peter began, "have you ever used your powers to your own personal advantage? And I don't mean using them for household chores."
Clark nodded slowly, "It happened when I was under the influence of some red meteor rocks."
"Red meteor rocks? I thought there was only green ones."
He shook his head, "Unfortunately no. Green affects me physically, and red affects me mentally. Anyway, the red rocks let my inner feelings come forward. Basically, my dark side came through, and while I had no control, I still knew what happened. I took a look at Lana and Chloe's rear ends." The sophomore said with a hint of regression.
The New Yorker smiled, "Lucky bastard. I wish I had x-ray vision."
The alien chuckled to himself, "It has its benefits. Don't tell me you haven't done anything with your powers."
Peter shifted his weight on the bed, "I used my agility to catch a girl's lunch tray and her at the same time. It was pretty cool."
The mention of a girl perked his interests, "Girl, huh? Who is she?"
The young Parker replied, "Not going there, Clark. I don't want to get in to our love lives at the moment. You understand, don't you?"
Clark sighed, "I do, Peter."
Just as Clark took a breath to say something, the phone rang. Smiling, he said, "This will only take a second, Peter."
"Sure, go ahead," was his reply.
"Thanks," Clark said, as he went for the phone. He took his right hand and placed it to his ear, "hello?"
"Hi, Clark."
The sophomore smiled, "Can we talk tomorrow, Chloe? I've got company."
She remembered the conversation they had last night, "Sorry, Clark. I forgot that your visitor from New York was coming in today. I just wanted to tell you that I got that movie you wanted to see at BlockBuster, and wondered if you wanted to see it with the gang." Then she thought of something, "why don't you ask him to join us."
"Hold on, Chloe. Let me ask him," he took the phone away from his ear, and turned to his new friend, "want to see a movie, Peter?"
Peter asked with interest, "What movie?"
He placed the phone back on his ear, "Army of Darkness, right?"
She nodded, "Yeah, Clark."
Clark turned to the former wrestler, "Army of Darkness. Want to watch it with my friends, or if you want we could stay in tonight."
Peter thought a moment. He needed to relax, and maybe a movie would be right about now, anyway. "What's it about?"
The sophomore nodded, "It's the third of a trilogy, but you don't have to see the first two to get the movie. A guy named Ash gets transported back to Medieval Europe and has to find the Necronomicon in order to get back to his own time. It's the best of the three movies, and Ash says the best one-liners."
He nodded, "Sounds like fun, Clark. I'm in."
The young Kent smiled and placed the phone by his ear again, "We're in. And this way, Peter can meet you guys."
Chloe returned, "Good. Catch you in a few." Then she hung up the phone.
The young man did the same and said, "Mom, Dad, Peter and I are going over to Chloe's to watch a movie, ok?"
Martha yelled back from the living, "Sure, have fun, you two."
With that said, Peter and Clark grabbed their jackets and headed for the door. "See you later, Mom and Dad." Then they were off.
***Outside the Sullivan House***
Twenty Minutes Later
Clark parked the truck at the end of the driveway behind Lana's vehicle. The two friends exited the truck and headed for the front door.
The sophomore turned to the senior, "Pete's the only one that knows my secret besides my family and you. I prefer to keep it that way. You do that, and I'll keep your secret safe. Deal?"
Peter shook his head, "Not a problem, Clark. I wasn't going to tell anyone about you. You don't have anything to worry about. So, who's going to be here, anyway?"
The young man replied, "Not sure exactly. But knowing that it's Chloe hosting, it's probably Pete and Lana. You already met Pete, which isn't a problem. I'll introduce you to the others. Tomorrow, I'll take you to Lex."
The two stepped on the front porch, and Clark rung the door bell. Soon, the door opened to reveal Chloe, "Hey, Clark."
Clark smiled, "Chloe, this is Peter Parker. Peter, Chloe Sullivan."
"Hi," the New Yorker said.
"Hi, Peter. Nice to meet you. C'mon in. Lana and Pete are already inside."
Clark and Peter nodded, "Thanks," the former wrestler said as the two stepped through the door threshold.
"This way," she said, and they headed for the den.
In the den, Pete sat on the couch along with Lana. "Guys, this is Peter Parker," Clark introduced, he pointed to the football player, "Peter, you remember Pete?"
"Sure," the two Peters shook hands.
Then the alien pointed to the young woman, "and that's Lana Lang."
Lana smiled, "Nice to meet you, Peter."
He smiled as well, "Likewise."
The five of them fell silent, not knowing what to say. The quiet lasted a few seconds, until Peter said, "You got to love the awkward silences."
They laughed in response. Chloe said, "What do you like to do in your spare time, Peter?"
Peter shrugged his shoulders, "The normal stuff, I suppose. I'm interested in science and love to take photographs."
The young Lang said, "It looks like you and Chloe will get along well. She's a reporter for the Torch."
"Torch?" Peter asked.
The blond blushed, "The school paper."
Nobody knew what to say at the moment, and another awkward silence was not needed.
Clark took it upon himself to break the quiet, "So, how about we watch the movie?"
Lana nodded, "Good plan. Chloe if you'd be so kind?"
"Sure," she replied as they went over to their seats. Peter sat at the end of the couch with Clark next to him, and Lana sat beside him. Pete lay on the floor on his stomach.
The reporter inserted the tape, and pressed the power button on. With the remote in hand, she sat on the neighboring armchair to the couch. "It's movie time." Then she hit the play button.
****After The Movie****
"Wow," Peter said surprisingly, "that was a good movie."
The young Kent returned, "Told ya. What was your favorite part?"
"That had to be the scene with the two Ashs. Y'know, when he said, 'Good, Bad, I'm the guy with the gun."
The Talon owner smiled, "Groovy."
"This here is my Boomstick. You got that!" Clark shot out.
Then Peter realized something, "Ash looked a lot like the ring announcer I saw at the wrestling match I was at."
"Oh?" Pete responded, "who was fighting?"
Peter replied without any problems, "Bone Saw McGraw and some kid who was amazingly strong, agile, and funny."
Chloe looked at the former wrestler, "You don't remember his name? For someone who could remember this Bone Saw guy, I find it weird that you can't remember the other guy."
The New Yorker gulped, "Y'see, Chloe. It was during a contest. If you could survive three minutes in a cage with him, you get three thousand dollars. So, there were too many people he fought for me to remember. Bone Saw McGraw was there the whole time. That's why I remembered him more."
The blond nodded, "Good reasoning."
Peter sighed in relief, "That it is."
"So," Lana began, "what do you guys have planned for tomorrow?"
"Well, I'm taking Peter to meet Lex. Then, we'll see from there. Play it by ear. That sorta thing."
"Cool," was the football player's response.
Lana stood up and stretched her arms, "I got to work tomorrow. I better go."
"Where do you work?" The senior asked with interest.
"Lana's co-owners with Lex Luthor at the Talon," Chloe answered for her best female friend with a smile.
"Why don't you come by tomorrow, Peter? You can see where we hang out."
The former wrestler grinned, "Sounds cool, Lana."
Clark got up to now, "Peter and I got to go anyway. Thanks for the movie."
Peter smiled, "It was a good movie. Now, I have to see Evil Deads 1 and 2. I have to see how Ash loses his hand."
"I hate to break up the party, Chloe. But, Peter and I do have to go. We'll see you tomorrow."
"Good. Thanks for coming, Clark. And it was nice to meet you, Peter. We definitely have to hang out more."
"Count on it. See you guys later," then Peter and Clark left with Lana behind them.
As soon as they left, Chloe turned to her friend, "Peter seems nice."
Pete smiled, "He's funny too. I think he's going to fit in fine here in Smallville."
"I think so too. Just as long as something doesn't happen that involves meteor rocks."
Pete shook his head, "Meteors are always on your mind, aren't they?"
***Smallville Bus Station***
The Next Morning
A yellow bus stops, and a set of doors open. People come lining out.
A young man took a breath as he stepped off the bus. He walked down a dirt path with a goal already in mind.
A few yards down the road, he tripped over something. The young man stood back up, and dusted his pants off. He picked it up. "This is just what I need," he said to himself.
The young man all of a sudden heard some footsteps coming from behind him. "Excuse me?"
He turned around, "Yes?"
The female walked up to him, "You dropped your bag."
"Thanks, um?"
The girl smiled, "Michelle, and you are?"
TBC