Title: Wish
Rating: PG- Can change in later chapters...
Pairing: None for the moment, if you want a certain pairing, let me know and I'll think about it. =)
Disclaimer: Smallville is not mine
Author: Silent Train Conductor
Chapter 1The night was still, and off in the distance the only sounds that could be heard were the hooting of various owls. The young girl squirmed slightly as she stood in the middle of the forest. She looked to the sky and saw the many shooting stars racing across through the branches of trees. She looked behind her and wondered if her parents would notice she had gone. She shook her head, not likely.
She suddenly cocked her head as she heard faint murmuring. That's odd...who besides her would be in the woods at this hour? The murmuring sounded as if they came from the clearing, where she happened to be headed. A better view of the shooting stars, she smiled faintly to herself. Her one weakness.
She crept closer towards the clearing and peeked behind the tree's trunk. Her heart got caught in her throat as she realized who it was! He was sitting there, as if it was normal to be in such a position. She searched her mind for his name...Lex. Yes, that's right...Lex Luthor, wasn't he committed a while back? What was he doing in her forest? Did he...want to tear it down? She swallowed nervously, even if he did, she better go on back home...didn't want to get caught, or get hacked up by a mad man. As she turned to go the other direction, she stopped as she heard him speak up again.
"Mom..." he whispered. The girl turned back around and tuned in, curious on what he had to say. "I try so hard Mom...but I can't...I can't..." She looked up towards the sky as he was. Watching the stars go by. One...two...three...four, there were so many tonight. She smiled again and snapped out of her trance and looked towards the boy billionaire again.
"I just wish..." the girl froze as Lex's voice cut through the forest...her heart beating wildly. She looked up towards the sky again, five, six, seven, eight, nine... "I just wish...I had a family like...like...the Kents...to be happy...and actually be loved." ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen. They stopped. The girl swallowed, and her mind shouted a deep and forceful NO! She couldn't grant him his wish; it would just hurt him, like it hurt all of the others. She fought with herself, no! She would be careful this time! She would make him happy, besides how much horrible can his life get? Doesn't even a Luthor deserve happiness? The other part of her was silent, as if accepting that she would not win the battle. She nodded to herself and stepped out into the clearing.
Lex sighed, knowing his wish would never come true. Even with all those stars shooting across the night sky. He smiled thinly as he remembered how his mother would always tell him to be sure to make a wish, for you never knew when one might come true. He had found this spot a while back when he was searching for his dad at one point. He liked how the spot seemed to give of a mystical feeling and seeing as how tonight the sky seemed to be just handing out stars; he took the night off in remembrance for his mother.
Suddenly a voice spoke up from behind him.
"I can make your wish come true." She whispered and Lex, slightly unnerved looked towards her with a look of doubt and amusement in his eyes. She seemed to be around Clark's age, perhaps a bit younger. Lex snorted to show how he thought of her remark and continued to look to the sky.
"Sure you can. Just like these stars can." He looked back towards her and gave her a smirk. She nodded, not noticing the sarcasm in his voice and made her way to sit in front of him.
"Do you really want such a wish?" She continued to whisper, her voice giving off a bit of fear. Lex raised his eyebrow and shrugged. Finding himself wanting to answer, just in case there was...no, ridiculous. How could a girl grant him his wish?
"Because..." she looked to the sky again. "I can make it come true..."
"Would I have wished for it if I didn't?" Lex was growing to be a bit irritated, who was this girl anyway? At his words the girl said nothing but merely looked into his eyes, and he suddenly felt himself to be...happy. She then stepped closer to him; Lex completely ignored her...he felt...happy! The girl then leaned in and gave a quick kiss on his forehead...and suddenly, his world went black.
Lex groaned when he opened his eyes, and pulled the covers over his head to block the sunlight streaming in. His head was pounding; ugh...he didn't remember drinking anything out of the ordinary yesterday. Of course...what did he remember? Stars, yes he remembered stars...lots of them. He turned, expecting to go onto the other side of his bed when he fell right onto the floor. He groaned slightly, and tried to cover himself up again with the blankets. Maybe he could still go to sleep...
"Lex? Honey? Are you all right?" Lex's eyes shot open. That voice...could it be? He looked up and his heart sank a bit as he realized that it wasn't his mother, but none other than Martha Kent. His eyebrows furrowed, why was he expecting his mother anyway? He then turned back to Martha and looked at her with confusion apparent on his face.
"Mrs. Kent? Where am I?" Martha looked worried and bent down to look him over, holding his head in her hands. Lex accepted the motherly gesture, too confused to do anything else. Martha kissed him on his forehead, and that was when a brief flash came to him.
"I can make your wish come true..."
Lex looked up at Martha oddly and managed to sit himself up. He then looked her in the eye again and repeated.
"Where am I?" Matha clicked her tongue and enveloped him into a hug.
"You're right here Lex, in your room. On our farm." As he was pressed against Martha Lex's eyes widened. His room? Our farm? What was going on.?
"Wha—Who—Who's my real father?" He cringed fearing the answer.
"Why your real father was Lionel Luthor sweetie. Are you all right? Maybe I better call Jonathan..."
"No. No. Mrs. Kent, I'm fine." It was then his brain registered the past tense. "Excuse me...was?" Martha Kent kept on her worried glance and instinctively went up to feel his forehead.
"Not hot..." she muttered. Lex grabbed onto her arm as she held it up against his forehead.
"No, Mrs. Kent...I'm just...disoriented...must have been the fall." Martha nodded, still not taking the worried look off her face. She made way to stand up, but Lex held her down. "Please, stay...and explain...Where's my father?" Martha sighed sadness overtaking her form.
"Oh Lex," she murmured and again pulled him into a hug. "He's been dead since you were nine..."
To be continued...