"So explain this to me again. He's from the future and is here to warn us about some great catastrophe that will soon happen?" Chloe asked.
"Yeah how did you know?" Kane asked.
"From every Sci-Fi movie I've seen about time travel. Where is your proof?" Chloe asked.
"That's what I've wanted to see." Clark said.
"You just have to trust me." Kane said.
"What do you think Chloe?" Clark asked.
"Well with all the strange things that have happened in Smallville I suppose that time travel could be real." Chloe responded.
"So tell me what you need my help with?" Clark demanded.
"To save the world from Lionel Luthor." Kane responded.
"He is designing a weapon using meteor rocks to power it. In a few years he'll fire it on U.S. soil killing thousands of people. A foreign nation takes responsibility for the attack and we go to war. A few years later Mr. Luthor will take his weapon to the White House and they will use it to end the war. Over the next couple of years Lionel gets into politics and soon is elected president. The time I come from is a horrible place to be. There is no freedom there for anyone." Kane explained.
"Clark, can I talk to you outside for a minute?" Chloe asked as she walked to the door.
"Are you really believing this? His story seems pretty out there even for Smallville." Chloe said.
"Why would he lie though? Since we met him he has done nothing but helped us." Clark said.
"When did he help us?" Chloe asked.
"I wasn't going to tell you this but at the museum I saw you die. He has the power to reverse time. Kane saved you Chloe; you owe him your life." Clark explained.
"I really died?" Chloe said staring into Clark's eyes.
"I know I don't say this enough but you're a great friend." Clark said.
"Hey I don't mean to interrupt but we need to get going." Kane said.
"We can't just leave school." Clark said.
"One absence is not going to hurt your straight A average Clark." Chloe responded.
"Ok, we should go to Lex to see what he knows." Clark said.
"Clark you can't tell him about me. The less people that know I am here the better." Kane explained.
"Go back to the farm and stay there." Clark commanded.
Lex was watching the news in his office while going over some photos of his father meeting with a suspected arms dealer. He was trying to place the face of the man who was meeting with his father suddenly he saw the same man on TV.
"The body of Nickoli Redden was found in the remains of a burning building today in Metropolis. The Authorities speculate that he had been hiding out here for quite some time since he left Russia. The fire was caused by faulty wiring. In other news Luthorcorp will be donating funds to the Metropolis Museum of Natural History." The reported stated.
Clark and Chloe walked into Lex's office just as Lex began piecing together his Father's actions.
"Lex I hope this isn't a bad time." Clark said hoping not to disturb his friend.
"No Clark, come in. What can I do for you?" Lex asked.
"It's about your father." Clark said.
"Well that's an interesting story. A weapon powered by the meteor rocks that have alter the genetic makeup of so many people in Smallville; if this is true the force that weapon could have would be indescribable. Just how did you stumble upon this information? " Lex asked.
"I overhead Lionel talking to someone on the phone." Clark answered.
"I know Lionel isn't one of our proverbial fore fathers but is he really capable of mass homicide?" Chloe asked.
"My father is capable of more than you think. His reign of terror will come to an end soon." Lex said.
"What are you planning?" Clark asked.
"To send my father back to jail where he belongs. I'll see what I can find out about what he is planning. For now you two need to stay out of this. It's best not to get caught in my father's wake." Lex said.
Clark and Chloe left Lex's mansion and got in her car. They sped away in the direction of the Kent farm.
"Chloe go back to school there's not much more you can do to help." Clark said.
"Are you sure?" Chloe asked.
"Yeah thanks though. I'll call you if I need anything." Clark said as he walked to his front porch.
He opened the door to find his father lying on the couch with Martha applying damp cloths to his head.
"Dad what happened?" Clark asked.
"I saw my own death." Jonathon said.