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Post by Shadow on Mar 22, 2006 19:45:01 GMT 10
Here ya r a random beginning to a fan fic 4 Smallville. I was bored.
Ok I have no idea who owns smallville and Superman but if I did I’d put a disclaimer on…
Clark Kent raced towards his school stopping a block away so that no one would see him running faster than a speeding bullet. He composed himself and casually walked around the corner. He walked past the Talon where Lana Lang one of his close friends worked. He smiled to himself and hoisted his bag on his shoulder up higher. He approached Smallville High and walked in the entrance running up the four stairs two at a time. He wandered down the hall and walked over to his locker outside the school newspaper office The torch. He unlocked the lock on his locker and pulled it open with a little more force than expected. The door almost came off its hinges. He sighed in annoyance and pulled his books out of his bag. He put them in followed by his bag. “Clark.” The shout came from down the hallway. He rapidly locked his locker slamming it shut. He turned to see Chloe approaching him. “oh, hey Chloe” Clark replied forcing a smile trying to hide his worries. Chloe pulled a face. “Oh hey Chloe? You’re that happy to see me?” Clark smiled and walked into the torch. He sat where he always sat and turned his computer on. Chloe pulled her bag off her shoulder and dumped it on the desk. She sat on her chair and started to type. A message beeped on Clark’s computer. He opened it and read it. Frowning when he saw whom it was addressed to. Kal-El. No one ever called him that. In fact hardly anyone knew that that was his real name. He looked at Chloe briefly and then at the security camera behind him. Chloe looked up. “What’s wrong?” She asked a strange half smile on her face. Clark closed the message and opened a document. “Nothing, I was just wondering if you could… uh help me with this…” He looked at the title. It was something that he had finished. He deleted half of it. “Thing on atoms,” He concluded. Chloe stood and came around to his computer. “Clark are you sure you’re feeling alright?” “Yes, why?” “Because we handed this in last month.” Clark looked at it again speechless. Chloe hid a smile and walked back to her computer. Clark closed the document without saving and opened the message again this time reading it through from start to end frowning as he read:
Kal-El, I have been told something about you. I have been told that you aren’t human. You and I have something in common, We are both unique.
It ended without much explanation or even a reason for the message. Clark clicked on the sender. He had no idea who the e-mail address belonged to. To Clark it was just another piece of junk mail but his curiosity got the better of him. He hit the reply button and started his reply:
First of all Who are you? and second What are you talking about?
It was informal and he didn’t even write his real name at the bottom. He had often thought that e-mail and chat sites brought out another side in people. The bell rang just as he hit the send button. It sent. He walked out leaving Chloe behind. He opened his locker and grabbed his books. He looked up the hallway and saw Peter Ross the only person who should know his secret.
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Post by Butterfly Kisses on Mar 23, 2006 15:36:01 GMT 10
Yay! Smallville fanfic! I was wondering when we'd see this. Very good start, straight into the action. Nice cliffhanger at the end there as well.
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Post by Shadow on Mar 23, 2006 20:05:44 GMT 10
Pete got beat up tonight on Smallville.
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Post by Shadow on Mar 23, 2006 20:44:17 GMT 10
YAy more random story!!!
“Clark,” Peter approached smiling like he always did. Clark got the last book he needed and shut his locker. “Hey Pete, There is something weird happeni-“ “Guys wait up.” Chloe came running up behind them pulling her bag over her head as she ran. She caught up. “ Gosh you guys I don’t have super speed you know.” She muttered as she stood next to Clark. Clark couldn’t help but smile. He glanced at Pete. He often heard things like this. In Smallville almost everyone had a secret whether it be that they were affected by the Kryptonite or that they were moving. “None of us do Chloe you know that.” “Right… anyway you left this in the torch.” She handed him a letter addressed to him. Clark looked at Pete and then at the letter. “Thanks Chloe.” He muttered and put the letter in his bag having no idea what so ever how he had even got it. Pete looked at Clark puzzled but said nothing in the presence of Chloe knowing what she might do with the information. They walked into their Science classroom and took their seats at the back.
Clark wandered home from school contemplating both the e-mail and the letter. The letter was basically the same. Addressed to Kal-El and said the same thing. But this time there were initials at the bottom. They wer hard to make out. They could have been either A.K or V. X. Clark thought the former as there were hardly and last names starting with “X”. He walked past the talon again. He came to a quiet country road. He would have taken his car to school this morning but it had broken down. He looked around looking for both cars and people. When he saw none he started running.
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Post by Butterfly Kisses on Mar 24, 2006 9:26:53 GMT 10
The mystery continues..................
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Post by Shadow on Mar 24, 2006 18:19:09 GMT 10
hehehehe i know... i don't know where i'll go with this... buut i was thinking of another SH i'll look tomorrow. or i'll make someone up.
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Post by Shadow on Mar 25, 2006 16:15:36 GMT 10
WOOHOO!!! random but who cares!?
He ran into his barn house and threw his bag down. Then he walked over to the window. He leant against it and looked out across the land that belonged to his father. This farm had almost been repossessed countless times but they had always found a way to get it back or stop it from being taken. Clark’s real birth father had even found his way onto this farm. Jonathan Kent had lived here all his life and would never want to see the farm go. Clark hoped that his father would never have to see the farm go in his lifetime. Clark squinted in the sunlight. he saw movement near the tractor. A girl stood and stumbled slightly. She fell on the ground again. Clark reacted fast. He ran out of the barn and arrived near the girl about 5 seconds later. He kneeled next to her realising that she was bleeding badly from a large cut in her shoulder. He looked around and then picked her up. He ran into his house and started calling for his mother. She came running down the stairs with a towel wrapped around her head. “Clark wh- o my gosh,” She stopped when she saw the young teen in his arms. “Clark What happened?” “I don’t know I found her near the tractor like this.” “I’ll go call an ambulance just put her on the… umm… floor.” Clark placed the teen on the ground. Her eyes were closed and her long blonde hair fell past her shoulders. He pulled it away from the wound and out of her face. She was still breathing but he could hear small sounds that showed her pain. She raised a finger slightly but lowered it almost instantly. “The ambulance should be here shortly. I’ll go and get some bandages and stuff to try and stop the blood. Clark frowned as he noticed something. He held her hand when he touched it it disappeared. “Mum,” Martha Kent was halfway up the stairs. She looked down at him. He held the hand up higher. “it’s not there anymore. She can turn herself invisible…”
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Post by Shadow on Mar 25, 2006 22:16:05 GMT 10
Hey two entries in one day cool.
Clark sat in the waiting room of the Smallville hospital looking at his feet. His mother sat next to him. They had been there for what seemed like a week although it had only been about one and a half hours. He could hear Sheriff Adams’s voice but couldn’t hear or take in what she was saying, and to tell the truth he didn’t care what she was saying. He looked over at her their eyes met. She seemed to sigh and shake her head then she walked over to him and his mother. Clark and Martha stood up. Clark was about a head higher than the sheriff. She looked at her feet and then at Clark again. “I should have known you’d have something to do with this Clark,” her eyes glinted with suspicion. “Sheriff I didn’t do this I was… I just found her like that. Do you know who she is?” Clark always felt a little nervous around Sheriff Nancy Adams. “We don’t quite know who she is yet but apparently she’s coming around now. We would like you to be there when she is questioned.” “Why?” “Because that way she might trust us. We think she is an orphan but we’re not too sure. No one has identified her yet. ” Clark exchanged a look with his mother. He knew what she was thinking. What if the girl in that room had seen him? He looked at the Sheriff again. “Yeah, I suppose,” he shrugged and followed Sheriff Adams into the teenager’s room. They entered and the girl glanced at the door slowly and then stared at a painting on the wall. She had bandages covering her right shoulder to underneath her left arm covering her chest as well. Her eyes were a pale green colour. Sheriff Adams sat on a chair next to the bed Clark pulled a chair over from the side and sat next to the Sheriff. Sheriff Adams opened a notebook and took a pen out of her pocket. “What’s your name?” She asked finding a clean page in her book. The girl stayed quiet and stared at the wall vaguely. Clark had a feeling that she hadn’t heard The Sheriff, that her mind was a million miles away. Adams was getting impatient. She clicked in front of the girl’s face. The girl blinked in surprise and looked at Clark. A strange slight frown came over her face. She turned to look at Adams. “What’s your name?” The Sheriff repeated raising an eyebrow. “Aria,” She answered. Her voice was soft and weak. It even seemed to pain her to speak. She shifted uncomfortably. “What happened to me?” “We were hoping you could tell us.” The Sheriff answered. She looked at her watch. “I have to leave now.” She stood and walked out. Clark watched her leave and then turned his head to look at Aria. “Are you ok?” He asked looking at the bandage. “apparently I was stabbed twice,” Aria replied rubbing her head. “I don’t even remember it. I mean how can I not remember that I got stabbed?” Clark shook his head. “I saw your hand, well actually that was the thing I didn’t see it.” Aria looked at him sharply. “And I saw you run from a barn to me in about 5 seconds. You can’t tell anyone about me. I mean I already knew about you Kal-el.” She looked at him a half smile spread across her face. Clark looked around at the security camera then continued quietly. “You sent me those letters?” She nodded closing her eyes. “At the risk of my life. Someone is on to you. When I found out-“ “Hang on, I didn’t even know you before today.” “True but I didn’t know you until the other day.” “How did you find out?” Aria was silent for a long while staring at the wall. “I saw you.” She said simply. “How I only use my powers when no one is in sight.” “Who said I saw you using them. I saw you through a vision.” The door opened behind them. Lionel Luther the one man in Smallville who Clark and his family hated with a passion entered. Clark stood and walked past Lionel. “Clark, why the sudden departure?” Lionel asked looking at Clark. Clark turned a look of utter loathing on his face. “I have to get home now,” He answered coldly. He could hear a voice in his head. Hoping he wasn’t going crazy he walked out. A sharp pain shot through his head and he heard Aria’s voice shouting “Don’t leave me with him.” Clark stopped and looked into the room he had left. Aria was staring at him a look of pleading on her face. He frowned slightly and tilted his head in both interest and confusion. He heard her voice again. “Get him out of here, I don’t care how you do it just please get him away from me.” “How is she doing this?” Clark thought to himself as he approached the room again. “I can communicate with others that allow me to enter their thoughts.” “That’s a little intruding.” “Ah but I said that I can communicate with others that let me. You let me so therefore I’m not intruding.” “Fall asleep. He won’t know what you’re doing.” “Fine.” Clark watched as Aria slowly closed her eyes. Lionel stayed there for a few seconds and then walked out past Clark without saying a word.
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Post by Butterfly Kisses on Mar 28, 2006 15:45:29 GMT 10
Yay! Sounds good! Try to make sure she won't become a Mary Sue though. (The problem with most origonal characters)
If you have no idea what I'm talking about follow the direction of my sig- except type in Mary Sue fanfiction.
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Post by Shadow on Mar 28, 2006 18:36:55 GMT 10
isn't it a worthless character who doesn't really do anything and is just there?
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Post by Butterfly Kisses on Mar 29, 2006 16:25:16 GMT 10
Pretty much. But they're like prefect as well, they make no mistakes and everybody in the world loves them.
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Post by Shadow on Mar 29, 2006 17:05:39 GMT 10
lol. nah that won't happen. I have big plans for her.... MUHAHAHA
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Post by Butterfly Kisses on Mar 30, 2006 15:00:44 GMT 10
Don't like the sound of that *pokes out tounge!*
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Post by Shadow on Mar 30, 2006 16:31:16 GMT 10
lol. i'll add more later if i can be bothered.
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Post by Butterfly Kisses on Apr 3, 2006 16:39:07 GMT 10
Be bothered That reminds me of what I was telling Princess Step. one day
Steph.- I can't be bothered Me-be bothered Steph- How can I be bothered if I can't be bothered?
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