Title Series: Web of Kryptonite
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Title: Important Conversation Aftermath: Part 1
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 after his aunt made a suggestion. 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.

After much debate with my inner self, I decided to continue this story. I didn't think I would mainly because I moved on with other fics, but this was a fun fic I started and it's my only non-buffyverse or buffyverse crossover that I ever written. And between seeing Spider-Man II and the last few seasons of Smallville, I decided to give it another go. So, I hope you enjoy it.
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Clark and Peter walked down the dirt path that started from the driveway.

Clark turned his head back to see Peter walking a few feet behind him in silence.

"You're awfully quiet."

He looked back at his friend and sighed, "I just found something out I never knew about my family."

The future reporter walked back to him so that they were now strolling together, side-by-side. "What happened back there?"

Peter said, "Well, I just found out I had more family then I thought I did."

The Sophomore asked, "Are you and Lana related?"

The New Yorker was about to respond when the two of them were interrupted by someone. "Fancy seeing you two here."

The two of them turned around to see Clark's father walking toward them. "We just came from the Talon." Clark told his father.

The photographer nodded, "And I just found out something that I never knew about my family."

Clark asked, "What happened?"

Peter was about to speak when Jonathan spoke up, "Why don't we talk about this over dinner? Martha should be done cooking dinner."

The three of them approached the front door. Jonathan opened it and the three went inside.

"Hello, Martha." Mr. Kent greeted his wife.

She smiled as the three men walked inside. "You three are just in time. Dinner will be up shortly. Why don't you go wash up?"

The men smiled in response and headed for the bathroom. A few moments passed when they returned to the dining room where the table was being set up.

"That looks delicious, Mom." Clark said as she placed the chicken on the table.

She smiled, "Your father helped. Did you get the tomatoes I asked for?"

He nodded as he went up to her and handed her the bag, "I still don't know why you couldn't use the tomatoes we grew on this farm."

She looked at Clark, "I already told you, Jonathan. The tomatoes would've been fine, but Clark had to use them to practice his heat vision."

He laughed nervously, "It was either the tomatoes or the potatoes."

Peter smirked, "Potato, tomato, what's the difference?"

Jonathan looked at him, "One's a vegetable or one's a fruit."

Peter sat down in the free seat that was next to Clark. "Good point."

Martha took the tomatoes from her husband and went to the sink. Giving them a quick rinse, she placed them on the cutting board. "I'll just cut these, and then the salad will be done." She then started to cut them.

Jonathan sat down in his chair as Martha put the rest of dinner on the table. "This looks delicious, Martha."

She grinned her thanks as she sat down as well. The four of them started to take the food that was lying on the table.

As Clark grabbed a drumstick, he said, "Peter was about to tell us something that happened at the Talon."

"Oh," Martha said as she took a bite of her baked potato. "What happened?"

Young Parker replied, "Nell told Lana and I something interesting."

"What did you find out?" Mr. Kent asked.

Peter ate some salad. "Turns out that Lana and I are related."

"Are you two cousins?" Clark asked.

He shook his head, "No, not cousins. More like brother/sister. Well, step-brother/step-sister actually."

The father asked, "How did you not know this before?"

Peter answered, "According to Nell my father and her mother had sex one night. Now that I think about, it can pretty much summerzied to be a whole soap opera episode. My dad had amnesia in Smallville and was taken to Smallville General. His nurse was Lana's mother. It also happened when her parents were temporarily separated. My dad and her mother basically fell under the Florence Nightingale syndrome. They had sex one night. He later remembered what happened and headed back to New York. He died shortly after."

Martha asked, "So you never knew about this?"

He shook his head, "No. Like I said, he died right before he came back to New York. My mom died where my dad was found the first time with amnesia. My Uncle Ben knew though, but never told me before he died."

Clark said, "Soap opera would definitely describe your situation."

Jonathan asked, "What are you going to do?"

He sighed, "I really don't know what to do. Lana and I want to talk some more."

Clark nodded, "That's not a bad idea. You two should really talk. You're both limited on family so finding each other is something that you'd want to hold on to."

Peter agreed, "Lana and I have some things to talk about. One thing is for sure, if she ever needs someone to talk to, I'll be there." Young Kent raised his eye brow, and the New Yorker clarified, "Or, I'll try to be there."

Clark said, "Having powers like us can sometimes limit our time with friends when danger is around."

The former wrestler chuckled, "You don't have to tell me that."

Whitney's Garage

Same Time

The body that once belonged to Whitney Fordman stood in front of the mirror. There was a problem though, Whitney no longer was in control.

His mind just went through a battle with an unknown entity that wanted to bond with him, after a convincing conversation, Whitney gave in and a new person was born. Revenge was born.

And their mission was to stop and destroy Clark Kent. That was what was needed.

There was a problem though. They couldn't go out in the middle of the day looking like a green mud monster.

'Look what I can do for us.' A thought went through his mind.

Soon, the green 'mud-like' substance changed appearance. And now, he looked like what he was used to seeing. Whitney's body now stared back at his face through the mirror.

"Wow." Revenge said.

'Clark will be no match for you now, Whitney.'

A wild grin appeared on their face, "Because we got incredible power."

Looking back at the meteor rock that Whiney had before. Revenge said, "Let's finish the necklace for Lana."

Then Revenge went to work.

Peter's Room
After Dinner

Peter opened the folded paper in his hand. Within it, the writing revealed the pone number to Lana Lang.

He sighed looking down at it.

Shaking his head, he knew what he had to do. Picking up the phone that was on his nightstand, he dialed the number. A few rings were sounded until a voice was sounded.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Lana?"

"Oh, hi, Peter."

He smiled knowing at least the first step to conversing with her was down. "How are you?"

Peter let out a breath, "Alright, I guess. Never really thought it was possible for me to have a sister. Well, I mean, I did think it was possible to have a sister. I just didn't think I was ever going to get a sister after my parents died."

"Hey, Peter. I know what your feeling. I've felt the same way. I still do."

A moment was passed, when Peter said, "I still think we need to talk about this."

Lana grinned, "Isn't that what we're doing?"

He chuckled, "That it is, Lana. But, talking over the phone about this isn't the best way to do it. Since, tomorrow is Sunday, you want to talk at the Talon?"

The young Lang woman nodded, "Sounds good, Peter. I'll look forward to it."

He grinned, "Good. How about 10:00?"

Lana said, "See ya then. I'll talk to you then, brother."

"That you will, sister." He said for the first time and hung up.

"So how's Lana doing?"

Peter looked to the door and saw Clark standing there. "She's alright, I guess. We agreed to talk about it more tomorrow at 10."

"Good." Clark said as he stepped into the room and walked over to the bed. Taking a seat, he said, "Are you going to tell your aunt about Lana?"

The former wrestler looked at him and said, "We're low on family, Clark. Finding out that she has a niece is something that she'd love to find out. It'll also be nice to know we have family in Kansas."

He nodded, "I can see how that is nice. You also have friends now here too."

Peter smiled, "And you have a friend in New York."

Clark smiled, "Good. That might be worth something in the future."

The Senior agreed, "Plus its also great to know that they're other people out there with super powers."

Clark stood back up and looked at his new friend, "I can definitely say that's a plus."

Outside the Lange House
An Hour Later

Revenge walked up the steps to Lana's house. His appearance was in the form of Whitney Fordman. He pressed his finger on the doorbell.

A second later the door opened, and with a wide smile, Lana wrapped her arms around her boyfriend. "I missed you so much, Whitney."

Revenge wrapped their arms around her too, "I missed you too, Lana."

TBC