Clark wakes up the next morning in the bed of a cheap motel. It was all he could afford. The police confiscated his place after he anonymously told them where the money was, so he can't go back there. He swings his legs over the side of the bed and puts his face in his hands.

So many things I can do here in Metropolis! I could rob a bank, bust in to the Ferrari dealership, bust a drug deal and take everything. Oh, the possibilities!

First, it's time for a shower. Clark gets up and walks in to the bathroom. A half-hour later, he comes back out. He grabs his car keys and jacket, and heads out the door. Clark drives down to the docks and gets out, looking out over the water.

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A/N: Ok, I know there was water and docks in the beginning episodes of season 3. But, this is supposed to be Kansas. Why is Metropolis set on the shore of some body of water? Just always wondered that…

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He tries to ignore the strong smell of fish and seaweed, but isn't succeeding. Behind him, a black Mercedes screeches to a stop. Clark turns around and a black guy with a bandana tied around the top of his head gets out of the back.

"Yo, Kal! I thought I told you to never show your face around here again." He shouts and whistles to some guys in the car. Two guys with Uzi's get out of the driver and passenger seats. Clark clenches his fist and walks up to the three men. "I asked you nicely to show a little respect, but I guess you forgot."

"I haven't forgot. I just chose not to listen." Clark tells him and punches his fist in to the guy's face.

"Ahh!" He yells and grabs his eye.

Wimp. I didn't even use any powers.

"Kill him." The guy orders his thugs and they open fire on Clark. Clark holds out his hands, catching the bullets. When the two men run out, Clark superspeeds behind them.

"Looking for these?" Clark asks, pouring out the bullets. The three men stare open-mouthed at him. "And if I were you, I wouldn't bother me again. You have no idea what I am capable off, because ya see… I'm not exactly from around here." With that, he smiles and walks back to his car.

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Clark parked his car in a parking garage and is now walking down the sidewalk. A few business people give him a weird look, noticing his flannel and jeans.

Time to get some new clothes. First, I need some money.

Clark walks up to an ATM machine that is sort of secluded from view and punches his hand through the screen. He reaches down and grabs a few stacks of bills. Clark turns around and heads back down the street. He counts out about twenty 100-dollar bills and starts to throw the rest in the air, but stops when he sees a bum.

"Here, take it." Clark tells him and puts the money in his hands. The bum flashes a toothless grin and stuffs the money in his pockets.

There, he can spend it on some new teeth. And I can get some new clothes.

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Later that night, Clark sits at a bar in a nightclub. Not Atlantis, a different one. He's had enough of that place for awhile. It might not have as many hot girls as Atlantis, but Clark's not there for the girls.

"Hey, Smallville! What happened, get sick of all your flannel?" Lois' voice calls behind him.

"Lois!" Clark says, surprised and turns around. "What is a fine thing like you doing here?"

Lois gives him a quizzical look, but plays along with his comment. "What, I need a reason to get a little crazy once in awhile." She smiles seductively and strokes his arm.

"Uh, not that I don't enjoy being flirted with by a chick like you… but you wouldn't flirt with me without an ulterior motive, so what is it?" Clark asks.

Gosh, why isn't she with Lex? They have something in common.

"Ok, ok, you got me. Your parents knew I was in Metropolis, and they called me. Saying you ran away and you weren't yourself. They thought I might be able to help." Lois explains to him.

"Oh yeah, they just can't accept the fact that I don't want to be controlled. I have my own life now, and they should just stay out of it. They aren't my real parents anyway." Clark says.

"Ok, now I know you are not yourself. So how about I take you back to your family in Smallville so they can help?" Lois suggests.

"If they want to help, they can leave me the hell alone." Clark tells her strongly.

"Fine. I have better things to do than get in the middle of a family drama." She says and walks back out.

Clark focuses his superhearing on Lois as she leaves. When she gets outside the doors, she dials a number on her cell phone.

"Yeah, hi Mrs. Kent. I found Clark, he's here at Club Eclipse." Lois tells Martha.

"I knew she would do that." Clark says and walks out after her. He yanks her cell phone out of her hands and tosses it into a nearby garbage can.

"What the hell are you doing?" Lois demands.

"I thought you had better things to do?" Clark smiles.

"Yeah well, not really now that my cell phone is gone." She blames.

She is so hot when she's angry.

"I can think of a few things to do." Clark smiles and touches her cheek.

Oh gosh, he can still charm me even with an alternate personality. But it's not going to work… Wait! This can work!

"Oh yeah? And what would that be?" She plays along.

"Is there some place we could go, so I can tell you all about it?" Clark asks and looks into her eyes.

"Yeah. My apartment is just a few blocks away. Come on…" Lois tells him and takes his hand, leading him down the street.

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