In honor of the 2 hour Smallville series finale tonight, 2 new chapters for the fans! (P.S: My co-writer and I ship Clois but we want to have the drama of Clana to show how Lois is Clark's true soulmate.)

Chapter 4

Two years later

Kal-El flexed his muscles as he removed his white shirt. He felt a slight breeze against his bare chest but it did not bother him. A scar in downward slash was visible, a reminder from the last time he saw Prince Alexander. He picked up the first weapon he would be training with for that day, the dray. He twirled the weapon with his hands and his instructor, Kil-Gor, did the same.

They two made a battle stance and his instructor attacked first but Kal-El blocked his blow. Kal-El has been training with the dray since he was but a child so it seemed natural to him.

A few minutes later, Kal-El knocked Kil-Gor to the ground. "Well done, Your Majesty. I believe there is nothing more I can teach you."

"Well I doubt that, Kil-Gor." Kal-El held out his hand and helped his old mentor up. Zor-El sent him to train with Kil-Gor when he was ten and when he was fifteen, he spent two years in Thanagar training with the warrior king and queen.

"Shall we move on to swords now?" Kil-Gor asked. Kal-El nodded and tossed the dray to a manservant. Another servant walked up with his sword.

The servant gave him a quick bow and held out his sword. Kal-El grabbed it by the hilt and removed it from its sheath.

He could hear Kil-Gor removing his sword as well. They met in the center and took their stances. Kil-Gor attacked first and Kal-El blocked.

For at fifteen minutes, the two kept blocking each other's blows. Then Kal-El was able to kick the sword out of Kil-Gor's hand.

Kil-Gor grabbed his wrist and Kal-El placed the tip of his sword onto his mentor's shoulder. "Do you yield?" Kal-El asked with a grin.

Kil-Gor nodded and he helped him up once again. "You say I still have more to teach you but you are wrong, Kal-El. I have taught you everything I know. You are my best and wisest student." Kil-Gor placed a comforting hand onto his shoulder.

At that moment, Lana Lang was walking by with her ladies. "Your Majesty…" She and her ladies gave a quick bow.

Kal-El smiled and motioned for his shirt. He handed his sword to a servant, who put it back in its sheath, as he put his shirt back on. His groom helped him put on a dark red tunic. He then proceeded to put a sheathed dagger in his right boot.

He walked to Lana as he fastened his black belt holding his sword. "Lady Lana, would you care to join me for a ride?" Kal-El smiled and held out his hand. She smiled and placed her hand on top of his as they headed for the stables.

First, Kal-El helped Lana mount her horse before he mounted his. "Shall we?" Kal-El gave his horse a kick and began galloping with Lana following. Six knights of the Red Shard and a few servants followed them.

After riding for awhile, Lana picked out a perfect spot for them to have a picnic. "Beautiful day." Lana commented.

"Yes it is but it does not compare to glazing upon you." Kal-El replied staring at her. She smiled as he kissed her hand.

The two talked for an hour until they were interrupted. "Forgive me, Your Majesty, but you have a meeting with the Council and your advisors."

"Forgive me Lady Lana, but I must return to the battlefield of politics. Perhaps, I may call on you later?"

"That would please me greatly." Lana replied and Kal-El kissed her hand.

He walked toward his white horse and mounted it. He told two knights to remain to escort her back to the Palace. Before galloping away, he bowed his head to her and she bowed in return.

Kal-El put on his slash as he walked to the throne room. He stopped so his groom could quickly straighten his tunic. Another groom was waiting for him at the doors with his circlet and he put it on. Then he walked to the doors of the throne room, which were opened immediately. "Kneel!"

Kal-El walked down the red carpet as knights and nobles kneeled. He stopped in front of his throne and motioned for everyone to rise. He then sat down. "I declare this session open. Now how goes our affairs?" Kal-El asked.

General Nox-Van stood up. "Your Majesty, we have just received word that Prince Alexander has left Genesis with an army marching to Thanagar."

Kal-El's expression became serious. "Have you sent word to King Carter and Queen Shiera?"

"Yes and they said that they have been expecting this for awhile. Their army is prepared and the King of Thanagar wishes to remind you that he and his wife are perfectly capable of handling the situation but they will request help if necessary." Nox-Van said.

"That sounds like my old mentor. Is there any other news?" Kal-El sat up straight.

"Queen Hippolyta continues to say that Themyscria will remain neutral unless Luthor attacks them or their ally, Gotham. The King of Gotham also wishes to remain neutral but will pledge loyalty to Krypton if Luthor does indeed declare war on either kingdom." Nox-Van said.

"Luthor knows that it would be suicide to march a campaign against Themyscira or Gotham. General Lane and his protégé, Captain Lane, would have to be insane to even try. Zod was insane but he was smart enough to know that the Amazons would massacre his army." Kal-El remarked and a few advisors flinched at Zod's name.

"But at least we still have the support of the King Olivier of Star City, whose forces have served us a great deal of defending Kryptonopolis. General Lane is once again laying seize to our last stronghold in Smallville. They are requesting reinforcements." Nox-Van finished his report and sat back down.

"We will send reinforcements to Smallville from Daxam. What other news do we have that concern our affairs of state?" Kal-El said already knowing what matter they would again bring up.

Durkin stood. "Your Majesty, again we would like to bring up the subject of arranging a marriage between you and Lady Lana Lang."

Kal-El closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He then opened his eyes. "Is she not betrothed to Peter Ross?" Kal-El has been stalling the Council on this marriage for the past year.

Peter Ross stood behind Kal-El's throne wearing a light blue tunic with a gold chain around his shoulders. He had one hand on the hilt of his sword as he listened to the Council.

"We assumed with the House of Luthor now in control of what was once the Kingdom of Argos, that their marriage contract was void." Durkin said.

Peter tightened his grip on his sword and Kal-El noticed. He gave his long time friend a reassuring look and his composure calmed. Luthor murdered his parents and older brothers and sister to obtain the throne.

"I will think on it." Kal-El replied while rubbing his chin knowing that he needed to shave. At that moment, a soldier came rushing in. Nox-Van was about to unsheathe his sword but Kal-El motioned for him to stop.

The soldier wore a black tunic with black chest armor. He then stopped in front of Kal-El. "Your Majesty…" The soldier kneeled. "Lord Lor-Rik is dead! He has fallen to Captain Lane and his knights known as the Mad Dogs."

"By Rao!" Kal-El exclaimed furious and stood. Everyone began to stand but he motioned for them to sit. He had one hand on the hilt of his sword and the other one was rubbing his temple. "I have lost enough knights and soldiers to this…this madman! He has to be dealt with, now!"

"Might I suggest that we lay a trap for this Captain Lane?" Nox-Van asked.

"I'm listening." Kal-El sat back down and he took a deep breath. He removed his circlet ran his hand through his hair. He then he placed it back on and sat straight up.

"Captain Lane is attacking our reinforcements and nobles, which we can to use to our advantage." Nox-Van stroked his beard and Kal-El understood what he was getting at.

"Then we shall lay a trap for this Lane and his Mad Dogs. We will spread word that a vital Kryptonian commander is going to reinforce the Kent Castle in a week. We all know that stronghold is the only reason Luthor has not captured the rest of the Kent provinces." Kal-El said and everyone nodded in agreement.

"Luthor is determined to conquer Kent so he can then march more troops onto Kryptonopolis. He will have no choice but to send Lane to dispose of any reinforcements. But the question is who will we send as bait, Your Majesty?" Nox-Van stroked his beard again.

There was an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes. "Since no one is volunteering, I will handle this mission myself." Kal-El said and everyone began to protest.

"Your Majesty, send me to dispose of Lane. You are too important to carry a mission as dangerous as this." Nox-Van protested and everyone else agreed.

"So you are all saying that I am incompetent and should remain in the safety of Kandor like a coward." Kal-El stood and everyone lowered their heads. "Nox-Van, you will remain here and I will go to dispose of this Captain Lane." Nox-Van nodded and sat back down.

"Majesty, we did not mean to offend you. We are just being cautious because you have no heir." Sin-Dar, another member of the Council, said.

"You all forget I have two heirs…" Kal-El held up two fingers. "…the Princess Kara Zor-El and the Earl of Smallville. You may not approve of the Princess being my heir but you will respect her!" Kal-El raised his voice and a few of his advisors flinched. "Sir Peter…"

Kal-El motioned for Peter Ross to come forward. Peter stepped from behind the throne and stood in front of him. He gave a quick bow as Kal-El sat back down.

"Have messengers spread the word that a commander is going to reinforce the Kent Castle in a week. Now, go." Kal-El said while pointing a finger at him. Peter bowed and left the throne room.

"Smallville is a four day journey from here on horseback. Kryptonopolis is on the way. When I reach there, I will send word to have the reinforcements to begin marching to Smallville so they will arrive not long after us. Are there any more affairs of state we need to discuss?" Kal-El said while staring fiercely at everyone and no one said a word. "Well then I declare this session dismissed."

Kal-El stood and everyone kneeled. He walked out of the throne room.