Title: Life, Love, And Destiny
Author: Chlark4ever92
Genre: Sci-Fi (this IS a Smallville fic after all)/Drama/Romance
Pairings: Will change as the story progresses. Will eventually be Chlark.
Rating: K+
Spoilers: Nothing major, except for Vessel.
Disclaimer: Smallville belongs to the WB which is soon to be the CW. I only own Martin, because one, he is just a figment of my imagination that has somehow gotten into my little story here, and two, I'm only thirteen so unfortunately I have no money to own something not made up. Well…I've just officially depressed myself… Disclaimer goes for all chapters of the story.
Summary: This story shows the process of Clark realizing and accepting his destiny. Along the way he learns a lot about himself, and how the people in his life are connected with his destiny. He realizes who will always be there for him, and who his real enemies are. I'm bad at summaries, but just give it a shot, please. You won't regret it!
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A/N: Thanks to my usual reviewers! Thanks so much for always reviewing! And also thanks to my anonymous reviewer 'She's Hearing Voices'! I'm glad you guys like this so far. Sorry for the long wait. This chapter got deleted somehow, and when I went to upload it, I couldn't find it, so I had to type it again. And I'm a pretty slow typer. Combine that with procrastination, laziness, and only one computer to share with four other people, and you've got a really long awaited update! So, sorry guys. But here it is! And it's the longest chapter yet! READ, REVIEW, AND ENJOY!
Life, Love, And Destiny
Chapter 4: Special
He sighed, took a deep breath, and began telling what had happened only hours before.
"Well" he began, "It all started when I was sitting at my desk at the Daily Planet. I guess you work there too. You know, because of your ID, and all."
Chloe could tell that he was obviously stalling. "What happened that he doesn't want to say?" she wondered.
She nodded, and motioned for him to continue. He gulped, and continued." So anyway I was typing up this article, when these weird green symbols pooped up on my screen. Everyone else's computers were doing the same thing. It must have been a virus or something."
"A pretty big virus if it could shut down all of the power around the world!" Chloe pointed out.
"Yeah…I wonder what caused it?" he said softly, more to himself.
Then he seemed to snap back to reality, and said "Well, anyway, then all of the power went out, and people started freaking out, and going crazy."
Chloe was getting frustrated. She already knew all of this. But if there was one thing she knew about being a reporter it was that if you wanted information on something, then you had to be determined, and patient.
Besides, it wasn't like she was going anyway, just yet.
"Everyone was running out, trying to get away from here, but I decided to stay because I figured it would be safer in here than it was out there. And it was for about ten minutes until some looters came in. They were turning over desks, taking things. One of them was even trying to start a fire! So I…uh, went out down the fire exit, so I wouldn't run into them." He fidgeted as he talked, and looked very nervous.
Chloe could tell that something was up, but she still had to know what had happened so she didn't interrupt.
"So, when I got outside, I started to run down the street, dodging people the best I could. He shuddered for a second.
Chloe looked at him inquiringly, but didn't say anything.
"When I had gone two blocks I saw rioters breaking the glass of a limo..."
Chloe looked at him, with that 'I'm a reporter, and I want to know everything' look.
Now she was interested.
He didn't seem to notice the change, and continued. "…and than you, and Mr. Luthor being pulled through them. I was on Mr. Luthor's side of the limo so I ran over to him first, pulled the guys off of him, ran over to your side, and did the same. When I looked over he was gone. Ran away, I guess. But you were unconscious so I took you to the hospital, and well, here we are" he said gesturing to the room they were in.
Chloe sat up in her hospital bed, and looked at him in surprise, and awe. A part of her wanted to be thankful for what he did, and just forget about the little details. But the other part of her, the reporter part, wanted to know just how he could have managed to of done that.
The reporter part won.
There were at least twenty people there that he would have had to fight off. He looked nervous about something, and she intended to find out what.
"How is that possible?" Chloe questioned.
"How is what possible?" he asked her, knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"How did you fight off twenty people?"
"Well, I guess I'm just lucky." He replied, trying to brush the whole thing off.
But Chloe didn't give up that easily.
She looked at him with an amused look on her face, and raised an eyebrow. "And…"
He sighed. "Listen, let's just say that I'm stronger than most people." He said in a hushed voice, his nervous appearance becoming a very serious one.
"Well, obviously. Not many people can fight off twenty people."
Then it hit her.
Was he like meteor freak strong? She intended to find out.
He was looking at her, trying to think of an answer to her previous comment. He opened his mouth to say something, but Chloe cut him off.
"Are you from Smallville?" she asked him. He looked a little confused as to why she had changed the topic, but he also looked relieved that he didn't have to respond to her previous comment.
"Meteor capital of the world? No way. My mom grew up there. When she got married, and had me she moved to Metropolis. She would always go back there though. She went whenever she could. She hated city life. She never took me, or my father with her though. Whenever I talked to her on the phone she always sounded so happy. But then, one day she went…and she never came back. She was found a week later. She died in the thing that made that little hick town famous! Why would I ever want to go there!
He wasn't shouting, but his voice had grown loud enough to definitely peak the attention of a few people near them. He lowered his voice.
"Sorry, but I was five when she died. I was old enough to remember her, but not old enough to really understand that she was gone. It was a really hard time for me, and that place still brings up some pretty bad memories."
She looked at him sympathetically. She knew what it was like to grow up without a mother in your life. Her father was great, but she wished every day of her life that things had been different.
She covered his hand with her own. "Well I'm sure if sure if she knew what you did for me she would be proud."
He gave her a small smile. "I hope your right." He sighed, and paused for a moment before continuing. "So, what's your story?" he asked her.
"Oh, well, it's pretty boring." She replied. She really didn't want to get into her life, because in all truth her life was anything, but ordinary.
"Oh, come on. I told you about my parents. What about yours?"
Chloe sighed. "Well, my dad raised me in Metropolis, but when he got transferred to the LuthorCorp plant in Smallville, he moved us there." Martin's face had a look of complete sadness on it as she said that word. Chloe bit her lip realizing that she was reminding him of things he didn't particularly want to be reminded of.
She decided not to linger on that for too long, and continued. "Now he moves around a lot, so I don't really see him that much." She didn't mention why, because like Martin, there was some things that she would really rather not bring up.
"What about your mom?" he asked. Chloe turned to stare in front of her, and her face had sadness etched into every feature of it.
"Oh", he said quickly. "Sorry…I didn't know."
"No, she didn't die" Chloe said reluctantly. "She, uh...well, she left when I was five. I went downstairs, and saw my dad burning waffles. He never talked about it. All those years, growing up…I thought that she'd just left. Like you said…I was old enough to remember her, but not to really understand that she was gone. I always wondered where she was…if she was even alive, but my dad…whenever I tried to talk about it…the look in his eyes…I couldn't take it. I decided it was something I would just have to figure out on my own. I guess that's why I've always wanted to be a investigative reporter…if I couldn't know the truth about my mom, then I wanted to be able to uncover the truth about everything else." She was desperately trying to hold back the tears that were building up.
"I'm sorry" he said sincerely. "Did you…you know…ever find out what happened to her?"
"Yeah…I did." She replied sadly.
"That's great!" he exclaimed. After seeing her face, he paused. "Isn't it?"
"Well, let's just say that what I found out wasn't exactly the answers that I had been hoping for." She uh…" She trailed off. She couldn't say it.
He squeezed her hand, which was still rested on top of his. She gave him a small smile, and started again.
"Last year I found her." She said, her voice shaking. "She's…she's in a mental hospital. She was institutionalized when I was twelve. She has a mental illness, and umm…it's heredtary." Chloe said not even trying to wipe away the tears that were now flowing freely down her cheeks.
Martin looked shocked. He didn't know what to say so he decded to give her the only thing he could give her. Something he never had. He hoped that if he gived it to her, she would in turn give it to him.
A friend. Someone to talk to, and never feel judged. They were similar, and felt that he could trust her somehow. He hoped that she felt the same.
And so, he leaned over, and gave her a hug. She immediately felt safe, and he even though he had only just met this girl, he had never felt like anyone would ever understand him better. It was simple, but yet it meant so much to the both of them.
It was the beginning of something special…they could feel it.
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A/N: As you can tell there is something 'special' about Martin, and you guys probrably already know what that is, but if you don't than just be patient. All will be revealed soon enough. Now…since reviews are my main inspiration, in order for 'all to be revealed', I need reviews! Long, short, signed, anonymous…doesn't matter to me! As long as I get some I'll be happy! I'm trying to beat my record though of five reviews for a chapter, so I need six, you guys! I swear, if I get six I will put on the geico suit, go to the mall, and run around in it, before being sent to the loony bin. Note to self: go to ebay, and buy geico suit.
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