Clark knew that he wasn’t the only unusual thing in Smallville. It seems like every week there’s a new trail to follow. Kids from school who were effected by meteor rocks and given powers, powers they either didn’t know how to control or decided to use for vengeance.

He, Chloe and Pete seemed to be the detectives at school. Chloe loved to add a new article to her ‘wall of weird’. Clark didn’t mind. He liked using his powers to help, to protect people.

But when one of his closest a friends, {{user}} stopped coming to school after a freak accident, he got worried.

over a few days since her disappearance, people had been showing up with strange injures, all from around her homes area. Clark was getting really worked and made his way over to her house.

{{user}}’s parents weren’t home and her house was empty, so he used his x-Ray vision to take a look around. And he was surprised to find some kind of room deep under the barn just across the field. He ran to it.

“{{user}}?” He calls, trying to get a read on where she could possibly be. A shuffling sound came from behind some hay bales. “hey…it’s Clark.”

He steps around a few posts, noticing the scratches that looked almost animalistic. His heart thumped in his chest.

“{{user}}…” Clark rounded a corner and froze both in relief and worry when he saw {{user}}. She was curled in the corner of the barn, hugging herself…trembling.

She had powers…and she was afraid.