God of The Third Sol: Alone

A/N: Sorry for the delay but I have been very busy these past few months and the ideas just weren't coming to me. Now my writer's block is gone and only the Finals are left for this semester.

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Clark struggled to breathe, heavily inhaling and exhaling as he forced himself to run on the treadmill. It had only been four minutes but his legs felt like dead weight. Finally, he could take it no longer, he stumbled and tripped, face planting himself onto the treadmill and rolling off into the floor.

The doctor recorded the newly acquired data down. He frowned as he looked over the results. They were not what he expected. When he first heard that a boy had thrown another boy through the door, he was excited. It would have been a perfect case study.

"Good job today Clark, just take your medicine and stay in the room."

Clark looked at the innocent looking white pill capsules. He didn't even know what it was but there was nothing he could do. Unless he behaved properly, they said they wouldn't let him go back to his parents.

The doctor walked out, signaling the guards to lock and secure the room.

"So what do we have on him?"

The beefy cop from Metropolis P.D. had taken an unusual interest in this case. He normally dealt with young kids with behavior issues. He was dispatched after hearing that a young boy and violently beaten another boy half to death.

The doctor sighed and removed his glasses. "I have nothing on him. His mental state is normal and healthy as far as I can tell. As for his physical examinations, it was actually sub-par, if anything I think he should be taking steroids to increase his muscle mass. He has a lower energy level than most kids his age. As for throwing another kid through the door, it's not possible."

The cop grunted in disappointment. He had to release the kid back to his parents before they started causing trouble. Already he had had to explain to his superior that the kid had to be isolated for medical treatment. This time he had no excuse for keeping the kid.

Martha and Jonathan rushed in to see Clark who was still tired. He could barely respond to their questions. Martha swept his hair back, checking him over for injuries.

The doctor coughed politely, reminding the couple that he was still in the room. Jonathan immediately turned to the man, using his larger frame to intimidate the doctor.

"Now Doctor, there's nothing wrong with my boy now is there? We're taking him and leaving!"

"I'm afraid you can't do that sir."

Jonathan glared at him. "Is that suppose to be a threat?"

"Of course not. I understand that you are merely concerned about young Clark here, after all, you have all the reason to do so."

Martha didn't like the way the conversation was going. Did the doctor discover something... unusual about Clark's physiology?

"My name is Dr. Emil Hamilton and from now on, I'll be Clark's personal physician."

"There's nothing wrong with Clark. We don't need no doctor."

Dr. Hamilton adjusted his glasses and calmly explained. "I'm afraid that is not going to happen Mr. Kent. You see, your son is suffering from a rare case of energy imbalance. It is one of those illnesses that won't go away from taking a shot. Clark needs to take certain drugs and steroids to supplement his body as he grows up."

After hearing that, the tension left the couple. For a moment, they thought the gig was up. Being the concerned mother, Martha was first in inquire about the illness.

"Can his condition be cured? Don't steroids... well, won't it affect his growth in other areas?"

Dr. Hamilton gave Martha a placating smile. "There is nothing to fear. There are different steroids with different side effects. The one's I recommend Clark should take are safe for children. The only problem is Clark can't go to school like the other kids, his condition is like a time bomb. He might be prone to fainting and bouts of nausea. Clark would have to be home schooled."

Half a Year Later

Clark was sitting at his desk, reading through the textbooks. There were a lot of subjects he had to cover, English/Grammar, Math, Science, Geography, History, and Social Sciences. Martha had told him that education was important and since he couldn't go to school normally, he would need to study at home.

Math was fairly easy for him, once he understood that it worked in a system of tens. It took him a whole week to learn division, subtraction, multiplication, fractions. Then he took two weeks to memorize all the grammar rules in the book and applying it properly. The problem was he didn't get a chance to learn any new words. After that he spent a month reading through the dictionary, memorizing all the words and their definitions.

Martha and John soon realized that Clark might possibly have eidetic memory, the ability to recall images, sounds, and events with extreme accuracy. They asked him about his earliest memory and he couldn't recall anything before the age of four. It turned out he had extremely good memory but not perfect memory.

For the other four months, he read about science. It was fascinating to him. He had no idea the world was such a big place. It excited him that underneath the earth he was standing on, deep below was a mass of molten magma. Without a doubt, his interest was in science.

Of course, it wasn't all about reading books. Jonathan showed him around the farm a lot. Living on a farm was more dangerous than it looks. He pointed out machines that he had to stay away from, the wood chipper wasn't something you would want a kid to play around with.

While Clark couldn't help with the manual labor, he could help when it was crop season, helping sort out the corn, spreading fertilizer, and hosing down the machinery. Over time, Clark would settle into a familiar routine. He would wake up at sunrise and help with the chores, cleaning the house, milking the cow, and helping prepare lunch. Afterwards, he would study until the sun started to set. Then he would help clean up and hose down the machinery. At night, he would stargaze. His dad gave him a telescope and a book about astrology.

While the earth was fascinating in itself, he was surprised to find out that it was tiny compared to the solar system, and even then it was tiny compared to the size of the galaxy. He peered eagerly at the moon, trying to make out the distinct impressions on the surface of the moon. It seems that he had a new hobby.

Lana picked through the picture books, none of them were interesting. Where was all the stuff about witches and magic? The library was a big place and hard to navigate. She found an assistant, a mousy looking librarian.

"Oh. Hi my dear, what are you looking for?" The librarian said.

Lana looked at the books at her books. "Do you have any books on magic?" She asked.

"Sure, Come this way." She led Lana to the corner of the library, where a lot of picture books were kept. "Here you go, unicorns, and tooth fairies."

Lana nearly screamed. She didn't want unicorns or faeries. She wanted to learn how to use magic! "Um.. Thank you! I love unicorns!" Lana gave a fake smile, not that any adults could tell.

Lana skipped over the picture books and tried to find a book that was actually useful. After a while, she grew disgusted with what she read. Everything she read about magic made her want to puke. The witches in the books were so ugly. They had warts, wrinkles, and yellow teeth. Also, there was so much nonsense about newt's eyes and frog legs. Did newt's eyes even exist? She wondered.

In the dusty corner, Lana found a real treasure. It was an old dusty tome with a depiction of a Griffin on it. It looked real enough and it was written in language that used the English alphabets but not quite English. This was a real spell book! Also it didn't have check out bar code. Lana stuffed the book in her schoolbag and just walked out of the door.

Lana hid the book under her bed, but not before wrapping the spell book with a pink book cover.

"Lana, come down! I have good news for you!"

Lana trotted down the stairs. "I have taken the opportunity to enroll you in one of the most prestigious private schools! It's all thanks to Lionel Luthor, he mentioned his son was going off for an elite education and I asked if you could go. He said he would make arrangements. This is great Lana, your future is set if you befriend Lex Luthor."

Lana thought for a while. "But that would mean we would have to separate."

Nell pulled on her nose. "Don't be silly Lana dear. I can always come visit during holidays and we can spend the whole summer together. Also, you will have a friend for life."

"Do they teach Latin there?"

"Why yes they do. So does this mean you want to go?"

Lana made one of the biggest decisions of her life that day and it changed the future. She said, "Yes."

Everything is connected in this world. One action leads to a path of infinite possibilities. When Lana chose to leave Smallville, things changed. Clark grew up immersed in his books. He would shut himself in the barn Jonathan built for him, dubbed the Fortress of Solitude. When he was ten, he had already finished his high school education. The only thing left was to take College courses online. He had tinkered around with machinery, understanding how things are built and put together. There was this hunger inside of him, for knowledge, or maybe for something else.

Lana befriended Lex although he was four years older. Lex was picked on because of his baldness. When no one would come to his birthday party, Lana would come. When people demeaned him, she would encourage him. Little by little, Lana worked her way into his heart. The only one person that Lex trusted in the whole world was Lana. He nearly went crazy after what happened to his little brother Julian. Thankfully, Lana convinced Lex to talk to her about what happened.

She grew concerned after Lex started forgetting things and found him standing on the roof shouting to the heavens. Lex told her that it was his mom that killed Julian but he had to protect her. So he lied. He lied to his father. He lied to everybody but not Lana.

Lana was a seemingly normal girl but she was not. She had a hidden agenda. The first thing she learned was Latin. The book has been her companion all these years. She learned that magic did exist. She was sure there were other practitioners out there but she decided to achieve proficiency before seeking them out.

She had an edge though. Most magic users use a magical focus to amplify and stabilize their powers. Rare gems and metals were the optional pick. She had asked Lex for a complete collection of rare gems and crystals to test out. Of course, she didn't tell him what it was for. Yet no combo of precious gems and metal could triumph the amplification effect of her green meteor rock.

Clark had finished his college courses online and received a degree for engineering and journalism. There was no doubt that he was a prodigy in many ways. He had already modified the farm machinery in many ways. They were three times as effective and took half the original input of energy to operate. Clark had several patents pending. Mostly it was on how to reduce energy consumption and natural recycling of energy. His growth was normal for a boy his age. He was of average height, Five feet and six inches. Sadly, he wasn't really muscular. He had more of an athlete's body. His muscles were defined and there was not an ounce of fat on him. Yet, his dorky nerd glasses made him look like a geek. There was no denying that he was considered good looking based on his bone structure but no one wanted to be friends with a geeky farm boy wearing plaid.

Jonathan and Martha grew worried. Clark needed to socialize with his peers more. They were afraid he was becoming anti-social. Despite the fact that all the medical results show that he was a normal human, they knew he was an alien. Clark needed to accept humans, their emotions, their greed, and their hope for humanity.

They decided one day, Clark was going to High School. At first Clark was stunned. He had never gone to school with other kids before. Sure, he would go to town sometimes and the town market sale but he never really talked to them. He didn't have to worry about the lack of energy now. He had been exercising hard everyday, building up his core muscles.

The only time he would faint or feel his muscles cramp was when got near the green meteor rocks. He really wanted to study them but he couldn't get within three feet of it without experiencing pain. His parents never explained why he reacted to the rocks like that. Also he was forbidden to ask Dr. Hamilton.

A/N: Woot. We're Finally moving onto Clark's teenage years. Be prepared for the introduction of Lana and Lex in the next chapter!

Jor-El was the foremost scientist on Krypton, it is only natural that Clark inherited his brain power.

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