Title: Fated King
Author: DarienSummers
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or any of its actors. I wouldn't mind owning Erica Durance, but that's for later mauauaha.
A/N: This is A/U and takes place shortly after "Arrival". See previous chapters for other notes. This chapter was formerly part of Chapter 2 but seemed better as its own.
Chapter 3
Smallville, May 2005
The meteor shower had finally stopped and things had been on the verge of calming down as emergency workers scurried too and fro attempting to quell the unrest left behind in the wake of the space rock's collision with the quiet Kansas town.
Little did anyone know the greatest surprises had yet to reveal themselves, for the meteor show had actually been nothing more than a means to an end. It had provided the necessary cover for the Kryptionian vessel, housing one of Krypton's greatest achievements, to land.
The beings who emerged from the craft were ruthless in their search for the one known as Kal-El, destroying anyone or thing that got in their path, and for a time it seemed as if they had no weakness.
Only the ravings of a mad man held the secret to their destruction.
"Home is their poison, home is their poison." Lionel Luthor ranted continuously while scribbling ineligible symbols on the floors of his son's office. Much to his inner dismay no one seemed to be listening to him, and so he continued attempting to spread the message. Unbeknownst to him, someone had been listening though, and knowing enough history about Smallville they had put the pieces together and devised a plan. It was a simple enough plan, the best kind of plans in her mind were the simple ones, they didn't require much and seemed to work more often than the complicated ones.
She had found them at the hospital hurting people she cared about; one in fact had been dangling for her life in the arms of the alien female. It was only when she had offered them the location of Kal-El that her friend was released from the iron grip. A dull thud followed by several wheezes was all she could hear from the other woman as the aliens drug her off to the Luther Mansion.
Leading them to the vault filled with meteor rock had at first seemed successful, what she had not counted on however was one of the beings retaining enough power to successfully enclose the meteor rocks back in the leaden vault.
Instantly their abilities had returned, and though she attempted to flee they thwarted it with the quickest of movements. For a second she was held in the vice like grip of the female alien, the life slowly being choked out of her before she was dropped onto her knees. Gasping for breath she barely had time to think before the slap came. Black spots had danced before her eyes as she collided with ground and felt her jaw break, and through her pain she could barely register the female's chuckle as she delivered a final kick to the stomach. The power behind the kick was inhuman and quickly the girl found herself careening through air into a stained glass window. She had thankfully lost consciousness before colliding with the ground two stories below.
Though she would never know it Clark, or Kal-El as the beings referred to him, had arrived in just enough time to watch her body impact with the ground in horror. Reaching the crumpled body, he pulled her into his arms, a pain greater than anything he had felt tearing at his soul as he searched for signs of life; none of which he was able to find.
It was at that moment that the others had decided to make their presence known. They had not expected to find Kal-El in such a stupor however, and had scoffed ever so slightly at the sight before them.
It was a mistake they would regret for years to come. His blows came quickly and without warning, striking the male first and sending him flying backwards. The female moved as swiftly as she could to avoid Kal's next strike, but again he was underestimated, or rather his rage was, for a searing heat struck her body issuing from the boiling rage in his eyes and slammed her into the ground with such force, that in moments, glass began to form from the gravel around her.
He was on her in a moment, fist raised skywards with every intention of bashing it into her skull. In his anger he had momentarily forgotten about his male adversary, using this lapse, the man tackled Kal before his blow could find its mark.
Pulling herself upwards out of the crater created by the impact of her body, she watched for a second as Kal-El fought diligently against her comrade. Their blows sent shockwaves through the air that shattered the windows of the nearby mansion. In that moment she made the choice to banish the son of Jor-El, and deftly activated the Phantom Zone portal with a flick of the circular bracelet around her wrist.
Again she underestimated Kal but this time it proved fatal, as she watched her partner slammed backwards to be swallowed up by the void filled portal. Had she not been so shocked by the turn of events she might have avoided the blow that sent her spiraling into her own trap; to be sealed away forever in the Phantom Zone.
Finding no one else to lash out at Clark had finally returned to the limp body of the girl he believed himself to love. It was only then that he had noticed the water that slide down his cheeks.
It was only then that he had released the blood curdling scream which reached across the globe.
"LANA!"
It was only then that he had wept, nay that he had sobbed over the death of his friend, his crush, his love.
Lana Lang was dead, and for all his power he could do nothing to make that right.
A/N: I know, I know some of you are going to be bothered by this, however let me make it clear this isn't some kind of Lana bashing, I simply felt that this was a necessary evil to push Clark in the direction I wanted him to go. Thanks to all my beta readers, reviewers, and readers. This is going to be the beginning of a long and twisted friendship! Oh and MAN I loved "Aqua" it was very enjoyable.