A/N: This idea just kept nagging at me...I just had to get it out of my head. Anyway it's proofread, but I've been known to butcher the English language. So all mistakes are my own and I apologize in advance.

Present Day

As Clark walked out the door and away from his best friend of more than 8 years, he couldn't help feeling more lost than the missing woman he searched in vain to find.

Lois was nowhere. He had circled the globe to find her and had found nothing. He shook his head at the paradox, so much for his year's work as an investigative reporter.

Apparently, he'd learned very little about digging up a lead, if he couldn't find the rather loud, sometimes obnoxious, and yet undeniably attractive, Lois Lane. It seemed impossible, that no one noticed where Lois had gone. She was the very definition of "look at me."

Leaving Clark with only one option, Lois had been at the phone booth. The beast had attacked and she had been caught in the middle of it. She had been one of the many killed and maimed in the attack, he failed to stop. And now she lay unidentifiable in a morgue, or worse.

For Clark this was it; the defining event that changed the very core of who he was and what he stood for. The thought that he was not only flawed in his beliefs but not fast enough to correct his mistake and save those he had put in danger, ate at his insides. It was like crushing Kryptonite and inhaling the powder deep into his lungs. It made every breath excruciatingly unbearable.

So Clark decided to just stop breathing, to stop feeling, and stop thinking there was more to what he was doing than saving lives. Jor-El had finally gotten what he'd always wanted, an unfeeling warrior in a fight to save a planet from itself.

In the 31st Century.

With a thud Lois landed flat against a hard concrete floor. Giving herself a moment for the motion in her head to subside she finally opened her eyes to find herself in what appeared to be a deserted warehouse.

"Ouch" Lois said holding her fist to her head, "I don't remember signing up for the blue pill."

It was then that she noticed the ring in her hand. "Huh, apparently this little thing does more than just accessorize."

"Be careful with that!" A female voice shouted from the dark. Lois looked up to see five strangers dressed right out of a Crayola box stepping into the lone light that shown above her.

A thin blonde in white and red stepped forward. "You have no idea how powerful that ring is. Here, why don't you give it to me for safe keeping?"

Lois slightly riled, "Listen Rainbow Brite, unless you pull a receipt for the purchase of an acid trip inducing ring out of that suit of yours, I think I'll hold on to it for myself"

"Dude, hot and feisty, Kal-El's so freaking lucky!" exclaimed a young man with red hair and an amused grin stretched across his face.

"Garth!" "Sorry about that he hasn't quite learned the fine art of tact," a slightly older more serious looking boy knelt towards her. "Lois there's no need to be worried, you're among friends here." "My name is Rokk, this is Imra, and obviously that's Garth."

"Ok Rokk, leaving aside the fact you know my name, why don't you go about telling me where the hell I am?" Lois said more concerned than ever that she'd slipped into another sugar level induced dream.

"Well um actually, it's more like when are you." Concern spread across Rokk's face, as he continued, "Lois you've traveled into the future. You're in an old Luthor Corp facility in the year 3009."