Author’s note: The following takes place in an alternate version of season 7.
Chapter 1
Her heart almost burst through her chest, as her feet touched the tarmac of the small airfield, as she stepped out of the private jet. For a long time, she hadn’t thought that she’d ever return to Smallville. It was part of her past, she had left it behind years ago.
“How does it feel to be back home?” Her fiancé hugged her from behind.
“A bit scary…” She replied.
He kissed her cheek. “You’ll be fine. Okay, let’s go.” They got into the silver Mercedes and drove off, passing through the town. “Has it changed much?” He asked in the passenger seat.
She looked around. “Not really. Impressed by how much they’ve been able to rebuild since the second meteor shower.” A tear ran down her cheek. “I wanted to go back and help with the reconstruction but felt that it might stir up too many bad memories.”
“Your parents?”
“Yes. Took me a long time to be able to move on.” She paused. “Maybe we should turn back. There is nothing left for me here. Everyone’s dead or probably gone. My best friend died, right after I left. Didn’t even go to the funeral. Just started drifting through Europe.”
He stroked her arm. “At least now you’ll be able to say goodbye to her.” She stopped the car outside a farm. “Kent Farm?” He added. “What is this place?”
“It belongs to a boy I once knew… Haven’t spoken to him in almost four years.”
“You wanna go and talk to him?”
“I doubt that he’s even here anymore.”
“Let’s give it a try, before we visit the cemetery.” Her fiancé’s smile made her smile. She turned the wheel to the right and drove up to the red barn. “You want me to come with you?”
She hesitated. “No, I’ll be fine. Stay here, it won’t take long… I hope.” She stepped out of the car, closing the door behind her. She thought about trying the yellow house, but she remembered that he tended to spend much time in the barn and decided to try there first. She stepped into the barn, she could hear his voice coming from the loft, he was talking to someone.
She stepped up the staircase. Clark was there, with a raven-haired girl – Clark appeared to have a type – the girl’s back was towards her, preventing her from seeing her face. She stepped into the loft, Clark caught a glimpse of her, causing him to drop a book that he was holding – same clumsy Clark Kent.
“What the…?” A shocked Clark Kent proclaimed, causing the raven-haired girl to turn around and face the visitor.
“How…?! What’s going on here?!” Screamed both women. Clark placed himself between the visitor and the raven-haired girl.
“Who are you?” He asked.
“What do you mean, who am I? Who is that?”
“Clark, what’s going on?” The raven-haired girl asked.
“I…I don’t know. But, don’t worry, Lana, I won’t let her hurt you.”
“Why did you call her that? What is going on here?”
“You tell me.”
“Clark, I don’t know who that woman is, but it’s me. Can’t you tell?” The visitor protested. “I am Lana.”
“Are you a clone?”
“A clone? Of course not.”
“Then who are you?”
“LANA LANG! As I’ve always been.” The visitor hyperventilated. “I have to get out of here.” She ran down the stairs. She knew returning to this nuthouse was a mistake. She jumped into the car and pressed down the gas.
“What happened?” Her fiancé asked, as they drove back to the airfield.
“I can’t explain it, Pierre. My time in Smallville was full of madness. I should’ve known that it would return, the minute I set foot in this town. Let’s go to Metropolis, I need to see that aunt Nell is still okay… Haven’t heard from her for years, thought that she had just broken contact with me, when I went to Paris.”
Chapter 1
Her heart almost burst through her chest, as her feet touched the tarmac of the small airfield, as she stepped out of the private jet. For a long time, she hadn’t thought that she’d ever return to Smallville. It was part of her past, she had left it behind years ago.
“How does it feel to be back home?” Her fiancé hugged her from behind.
“A bit scary…” She replied.
He kissed her cheek. “You’ll be fine. Okay, let’s go.” They got into the silver Mercedes and drove off, passing through the town. “Has it changed much?” He asked in the passenger seat.
She looked around. “Not really. Impressed by how much they’ve been able to rebuild since the second meteor shower.” A tear ran down her cheek. “I wanted to go back and help with the reconstruction but felt that it might stir up too many bad memories.”
“Your parents?”
“Yes. Took me a long time to be able to move on.” She paused. “Maybe we should turn back. There is nothing left for me here. Everyone’s dead or probably gone. My best friend died, right after I left. Didn’t even go to the funeral. Just started drifting through Europe.”
He stroked her arm. “At least now you’ll be able to say goodbye to her.” She stopped the car outside a farm. “Kent Farm?” He added. “What is this place?”
“It belongs to a boy I once knew… Haven’t spoken to him in almost four years.”
“You wanna go and talk to him?”
“I doubt that he’s even here anymore.”
“Let’s give it a try, before we visit the cemetery.” Her fiancé’s smile made her smile. She turned the wheel to the right and drove up to the red barn. “You want me to come with you?”
She hesitated. “No, I’ll be fine. Stay here, it won’t take long… I hope.” She stepped out of the car, closing the door behind her. She thought about trying the yellow house, but she remembered that he tended to spend much time in the barn and decided to try there first. She stepped into the barn, she could hear his voice coming from the loft, he was talking to someone.
She stepped up the staircase. Clark was there, with a raven-haired girl – Clark appeared to have a type – the girl’s back was towards her, preventing her from seeing her face. She stepped into the loft, Clark caught a glimpse of her, causing him to drop a book that he was holding – same clumsy Clark Kent.
“What the…?” A shocked Clark Kent proclaimed, causing the raven-haired girl to turn around and face the visitor.
“How…?! What’s going on here?!” Screamed both women. Clark placed himself between the visitor and the raven-haired girl.
“Who are you?” He asked.
“What do you mean, who am I? Who is that?”
“Clark, what’s going on?” The raven-haired girl asked.
“I…I don’t know. But, don’t worry, Lana, I won’t let her hurt you.”
“Why did you call her that? What is going on here?”
“You tell me.”
“Clark, I don’t know who that woman is, but it’s me. Can’t you tell?” The visitor protested. “I am Lana.”
“Are you a clone?”
“A clone? Of course not.”
“Then who are you?”
“LANA LANG! As I’ve always been.” The visitor hyperventilated. “I have to get out of here.” She ran down the stairs. She knew returning to this nuthouse was a mistake. She jumped into the car and pressed down the gas.
“What happened?” Her fiancé asked, as they drove back to the airfield.
“I can’t explain it, Pierre. My time in Smallville was full of madness. I should’ve known that it would return, the minute I set foot in this town. Let’s go to Metropolis, I need to see that aunt Nell is still okay… Haven’t heard from her for years, thought that she had just broken contact with me, when I went to Paris.”
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