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Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or Buffy. Just having some Fun.

Things readers should know:

This fic starts just before the beginning of season 3 of Buffy and between season 3 and 4 of Smallville if this fic was Cannon.

This fic is going to function mainly in the BuffyVerse.

Clark and Willow are cousins (Martha and Sheila Rosenberg are half sisters ) and she knows he's an Alien.

Because Clark is Willow's cousin he knows Xander. He also knows of Buffy but has never met her.

Clark is more in touch with his Kryptonian side and he can fly(It was suggested that he had been able to fly from season 1 but something was holding him back).

Clark wasn't sucked into the cave wall and turned into Kal-El this will be explained as the story progresses.

One last thing there will be NO ISOBEL

Summary: With the death of his parents in a tornado Clark is forced to move to Sunnydale to live with his aunt and uncle. Upon arriving he is quickly thrust into a world of Vampires and demons as a war that has been going on for countless generations. RATED T.

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From The Shadows

Chapter 1

There were many things that Clark had wanted in life but now the one thing he wanted more than anything was to be able to walk back into his house and see his parents. The parents that were now dead as they had been killed in a tornado just a few days ago. The past month had been hell for him and now in the space of just two weeks the three people that meant more to him than anything were gone.

First Chloe had been killed at her safe house by what he is assuming was Lionel doing then a week later a freak tornado hit and his parents got caught in it. So now here he was standing in a cemetery watching as his parents coffins are being lowered into the ground. The only person from his childhood that was at the funeral was Pete who had come back from Topeka twice in two weeks for two funerals.

Lex was apparently still recovering from being poisoned by Lionel's doing most probably. In truth he didn't want Lex at the funeral anyway as the two weren't on speaking terms after he found Lex's little Clark shrine. He was still having trouble wrapping his head around the fact that Lex spent three years investigating him, all because of a damn obsession.

Then there was Lana who at the moment he didn't want to even be in the same county as. He had left her several messages over the last two weeks and not once had she even attempted to respond. The first set of messages was to tell her about what had happened to Chloe to which she hadn't responded. The second set was to tell her about what had happened to his parents. Again she didn't respond or even acknowledge that she had even had the messages, that really annoyed him. If he was honest with himself though he was more annoyed that she hadn't responded about Chloe's death as the blond had given her a home and a family. He always knew Lana had a little self cantered streak to her but to completely ignore Chloe's death was something he didn't think he could forgive her for.

Coming out of his thoughts Clark looked around as the people at the funeral finally started to disperse until he alone was standing there looking at his parents grave. As he looked at the graves though he knew that there were four people standing nearby. His cousin Willow had come up from Sunnydale along with Xander who was her best friend. The two of them had also brought their other half's with them as well. A guy names Oz and a girl named Cordelia who both seemed like decent enough people.

Ignoring the four of them for a few minutes he walked over to the mounds of dirt that would soon cover his parents grave and took a handful of dirt in each hand. Firstly he walked over to his mothers grave and knelt down looking into the whole in the ground at his mothers grave. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do now…Grandpa asked me to move in with him in Metropolis but I don't think I can…You always used to say that things happen for a reason and that I should have faith that everything will turn out alright…I just cant see how everything is going to be ok…I wasn't ready to loose you and dad…I love you mom…Goodbye" With that said he stood up and extended his right hand over the coffin and let the handful of dirt he had in it drop down onto it.

Turning around he looked over to his fathers grave and knelt down next to it in the same way he had done with his mothers. "Dad…I know you said that there was nothing that I could do…But I cant help but think that I could have done more…I just don't get it…With all these powers…With everything I can do…I couldn't save you or mom…You were always there when I needed you and I don't know how I'm supposed to become the man you wanted me to be without you here…I love you dad…Goodbye" With that he again stood up and just like he did with his mothers grave he allowed the handful of dirt in his hand to slowly drop onto his fathers coffin.

Turning around he made his way from his parents grave and walked up to Willow's who instantly wrapped her arms around him. "I'm so sorry Clark"

"I'm glad you came Will" He answered sadly as he wrapped his arms around her in return before pulling back and looking at the others. "Hey Xander"

"Hey Clark" Xander responded even though he usually calls Clark CK but under the circumstances he decided not to use nicknames.

"So I'm guessing you two are Oz and Cordelia" Clark said to the other two that had come with Willow and Xander.

"Yeah" They both answered not really knowing what else to say.

Clark turned his attention back to Willow "Where are you guys staying…I would offer you a place at the farm but I kind of broke a few things"

"We're at the Smallville Inn" Willow answered while secretly wondering how much damage Clark really did to the farm considering what he can do. "I'm sorry to say that we're only here until tomorrow though"

Clark give his cousin a small smile "I'm just glad you came…Mom and Dad would have wanted you to be here" Then taking one last look over at his parents grave he let out a small sigh as he fought to keep his emotions in check. "Come on…We should go" He then said turning his attention back to his cousin.

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Clark arrived back at the farm after leaving Willow and Xander at the Smallville Inn and as he looked at the house he grew up in he found himself unable to go inside. Tomorrow was in fact a day he wasn't really looking forward to as he knew that Child Services were coming back around to discuss what was going to happen as he had decided not to move in with his grandfather.

In truth he didn't really know his grandfather and the thought of living with him was just something that he couldn't get his head around. He had told his grandfather that he didn't know what he was going to do yet. Unfortunately though he also knew that Child Services wouldn't allow him to remain on the farm on his own. Why they wouldn't let him do that was beyond him as he knew he could run the farm quite easily, even though he didn't want to be at the farm. It sill hurt to much to go inside the house and he only went inside when he needed to do something, like have a shower or get a change of clothes.

Taking a quick look around he made sure nobody was anywhere near the farm and once he was certain the coast was clear he shot up into the sky leaving the ground behind. As he gained more and more altitude he let his mind wander as the feeling of freedom overtook him. It was funny that he had always been afraid of heights yet here he was now just breaking the sound barrier flying off to god knows where.

The memory of his first flight though would always come into his mind when he took off like he was doing now. It was literally mere seconds after his father died in his arms as he let out a scream of rage. In truth he wasn't sure what exactly happened and all he knew was he let out a thunderous roar of anger and pain before he realised he was several hundred feet off the ground. In those few moments though something changed inside him, changed or died maybe. It was as if all the years of pretending to be human were completely stripped away as he allowed the parts of himself that he usually kept buried come to the surface.

Jor-El once told him that he allowed his human learned emotions to cloud his mind and now he finally understood what the Kryptonian AI was talking about. He was raised by humans but he wasn't one of them and for the first time he was finally understanding what that meant. He wasn't human and he never would be but he also realised that it didn't change who he was. He would always be Clark Kent and as he allowed himself to embrace his more Alien side he came to realise that the only difference between his human side and his Kryptonian side was his confidence.

He could clearly remember his little Red K episodes and how arrogant he was and in many ways he felt that as he let his Kryptonian side come to the surface. However there was a large difference between his Red K self and his Kryptonian side. Despite the confidence and possibly even the little bit of arrogance he still had his sense of right and wrong. The core of who he was hadn't changed at all and it made him wonder why he had been so afraid to embrace this side of himself.

In truth he already knew why he was afraid of his Kryptonian side and as he thought back on it he realised how stupid it was. He had come to the realisation that even before his dad told him the truth about him being an Alien, on some level he already knew. The alien side of him was always there in the background but he merely suppressed it, kept it hidden underneath a human mask. A mask so that he could fit in without drawing attention to himself or to his family. Now though he knew that he didn't need to hide from himself anymore but that still left the question of what was he going to do now.

Coming to a stop several thousand feet in the air Clark looked around for a few seconds before closing his eyes and allowing the sounds around him to fill his ears. He could hear everything that was going on down on the ground. Police sirens, people laughing and joking, parents welcoming a new child into the world, people crying over the loss of a loved one. He could hear it all and it often made him wonder what people would say if they could hear what he hears, even if only for a little while.

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On the other side of the world a lone monk walked through his monastery with nothing but sadness filling his heart as he looked over at the bodies of those who had fallen at the hands of the beast. This beast was searching for the Key that was under their protection but it hadn't found it. His brothers had safely hidden the Key away from the beast but he knew that the beast would track it's general location, it was only a matter of time.

"It is a tragic loss to see so many senselessly slaughtered…Glorificus will never change" An old man that was familiar to the Monk said as he came out from the shadows.

"So many of my brothers are gone…There is a small group that have taken refuge near Sunnydale to watch over the Key from a distance…But I fear that the beast will find them and torture them for information on the Key's location…I cannot guarantee that none of them will talk" The Monk said in response.

"Do not fear…You may have sent the Key to the Slayer for protection…However I am calling upon another to protect her as well" The old man said in response.

"The beast is a god…I don't know if even the Slayer will be able to protect the girl now in her care…And as for the Key herself…Even with the powers of a slayer herself…It is unlikely that she could hold up against Glorificus"

The old man give off an almost evil smirk as he let out a chuckle. "When dealing with a god…Sometimes you need someone who has the power of one to deal with them"

"There is no such being…The only ones that would have the power to truly stand against the beast is another god…Or an old one….Unfortunately there aren't any of those around"

"There is one" The old man stated with another small smirk. "One who is neither mortal or immortal…One that has the power of a god yet isn't a god…One that can hold the line against the darkness…I have been watching over him all his life…He will protect the Key and he will fight Glorificus to the death if he has to…He alone has the power to destroy her"

"If such a being existed why haven't those Watchers or the agents of the Wolf, the Ram and the Heart done anything about him" The Monk asked in genuine confusion as he knew that if there was such a being on Earth that everyone would try to get him on their sides.

"It is quite simple…I have hidden him from them…That and should they discover him and try to force him to work for them" Again the old mans face formed a sadistic smile that sent a shiver down the monks spine. "Well lets just say such an attempt would be unpleasant for them" With that said the old man turned and started to walk back into the shadows

"Why did you want us to turn the Key into a human and give her the power of a Slayer…Having three Slayers in existence at the same time has never happened before…Those Watchers will become curious about it…Especially if the other Slayer turns up in Sunnydale" The monk stated with genuine concern.

The old man turned and looked at the monk for a few seconds before responding. "There are some things in this universe that even you are not ready to understand…But I will say that she will play a very important part in the future that is to come" With that the old man disappeared leaving the monk behind.

"It is quite frustrating when he does that" The Monk muttered to himself.

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After leaving the Monk to tend to the bodies of his fellow Monk's the old man arrived at the cave in Smallville and walked straight up to the wall that held the octagonal keyhole and placed his palm over it. Instantly the wall came alive before an opening appeared on the other side of the cave. Walking towards it he entered another chamber and as soon as he entered he heard the voice of Jor-El speak. "I have done as you asked and left Kal-El alone"

"Good…You have placed too much on his shoulders already" The old man responded before letting out a sigh. "Soon he will leave this place and make a new home for himself…You will not interfere"

"Kal-El needs to retrieve the stones before they fall into the hands of a human…Or something worse"

"I will retrieve the stones and give them to Kal-El when he is ready…For now he needs time to grieve and come to terms with the loss of his human parents"

"I am grateful for what the Kent's have done for my son…However his destiny is too important to allow him to wallow in self pity in his foolish desire to be human"

The old man let out a sigh of frustration over the Kryptonian AI's complete lack of understanding. In truth he wondered if there was a flaw in the programming or if it had been damaged during the trip from Krypton "Jor-El listen and listen well…You sent him here to live amongst the humans…Did you not think that being raised by humans would have an effect on him…He has grown up alone here…Being around humans is the only life he has ever known…Your approach to him was all wrong…He needed a guide…And a father…Not some arrogant fool who tried to forcefully bend him to his will"

"The Kryptonian path to adulthood is achieved through a series of trials…I have done no more to Kal-El than my own father did to me"

"Perhaps…But Kal-El knows nothing of Kryptonian ways…Had he been raised on Krypton, he would have known to be prepared for his trials…He knew nothing of what was to come…Did you stop to think that Kal-El's situation on Earth is quite different to that of a life he would have lived had Krypton not been destroyed"

The AI didn't respond for several seconds as it digested what it was being told. "It is possible that you are correct…But Kal-El's actions last year have left serious doubts as to whether it is safe to leave him amongst the humans now that his adopted parents have died"

"Your afraid that he may use the red Kryptonite on himself to escape the emotional pain he is feeling…I very much doubt that he would do that again…Take this into consideration…Kal-El lives in a world of glass…He has no way of venting his anger…Or his pain…The red Kryptonite was his only escape and while I don't agree with what he did…In truth it was an experience that he needed"

"Perhaps you are correct…The problem now however is that Kal-El has lost the only support mechanism that he had…In time he would have lost Jonathan and Martha Kent to old age…He wasn't ready for their deaths at this stage in his life"

"That is true…However when one door closes another often opens…Kal-El's destiny is his own and while you and I may have our own agenda…He ultimately must decide his own path…But for now I have a task for him…One that requires that he leaves this place and moves to another…He will not be alone…I have seen where this new path will lead him…It will lead to a destiny far greater than even you could imagine"

"What is it that you want from me" The AI asked with genuine curiosity.

"Be the father that he needs…Be there to guide and advise him…The death of the Kent's has already caused him to tap into his Kryptonian nature but he needs someone who can understand what it is that he's feeling…You and I both know that Kryptonian emotions are far more powerful than human emotions…His obsession with Lana Lang is evident of this…He emotionally anchored himself to her…Just like you did with Louise and Lara"

"How you know of these things still escapes me"

"In time Kal-El will learn who and what I am…But not until he is ready…As for you…Well you don't need to know"

"Perhaps…However in light of recent events I will follow your suggestion and forego the rest of Kal-El's trials…For now"

"He will face his own trials Jor-El…Those trials will help forge the man that he will one day become" With that said the old man walked out of the chamber and made his way out of the caves before vanishing into thin air.

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There you go folks Chapter 1 Part 1 is up. So let me know what you think.

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