"Are you sure about this?"

The two beings faced each other, one a being of near omnipotent power, and a member of the Q-Continuum, the other a scientists of a doomed world who knew that the only hope his race had of continuing was resting inside the rocket ship about to leave the planet Krypton and go to Earth, where his son was destined to become Earth's greatest champion.

"Yes my friend, this is the only way for Kal-El to achieve his destiny"

"Very well. I shall do as you request. Rest in Peace Jor-El, my only friend"

The scientist chuckled and gave Q a wry smile.

"No, I am just the only one who can understand why you insist upon playing God"

Q chuckled in response and flashed away in his typical fashion. Jor-El went back to his waiting wife and held her close as Krypton exploded.

Q watched as Kal-El was taken away from the cornfield by Jonathan and Martha Kent, knowing he would have a good home but with a difficult life. Hopefully his life will be easier when Q sends his future wife along, but for now he must watch as Kal-El struggles to fit in among a race to which he does not belong.

"Good luck Kal-El" he whispers before flashing away; after all, fifteen years wasn't a long time and he had plenty to do.

Fifteen Years Later

Aboard the Federation Flagship Enterprise NC1701-D

Jean-Luc Picard was not a man who gets angry easily; in fact if you asked anyone who knew him or had served with him, they would tell you he was stern, but fair man with a good sense of humor and endless patience; well, almost endless. There was one being in the entire galaxy that could actually make Jean-Luc lose his patience and he delighted in doing so every chance he got.

"What the hell do you want Q? I have no time to play your twisted games!"

"Oh, but it is not you I'm here to see Jean-Luc?"

"Then who are you here to see?" Picard's first officer, Commander William Riker asked the contempt in his voice obvious. Q infuriated him to no end, always playing foolish games and making a mockery of the Starfleet uniform Riker wore, insistent upon wearing it whenever he appeared for one of his unscheduled 'visits' to the Enterprise crew.

"Tut, tut Riker, didn't anyone ever teach you to mind your tone in front of a superior officer?" Q asked, changing his uniform from a Commander's to a Captain's.

"Then why are you here Q?" the ship's Counselor, Deanna Troi asked. Unlike the other's she regarded Q, not with hostility, but curiosity. Q smiled, knowing his old friend would be doing the same. He wore the same smile when he had shown Jor-El the future, and he had agreed with Q's choice regarding Troi.

"You Counselor" he said and snapping his fingers, both he and Deanna disappeared.

Clark Kent was just finishing his chores when he heard a thud from his barn. Now most people don't hear noises from inside another building, but Clark Kent wasn't your average person. He was actually an alien named Kal-El whose father had sent him to Earth right before his planet had been destroyed, and if being an alien wasn't strange enough, he was more powerful than anyone on Earth. Using his superspeed he ran to the barn, searching for the source of the noise. He stooped and for a minute he could swear his heart had stopped beating. Pulling a piece of straw from her hair was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Chloe was cute and Lana was a knockout, even Lois was attractive in her own way, but the woman Clark saw now made all of them look plain. She had hair that was black as night and fell around her face in curls, full red lips, a body that any woman would kill for and the most beautiful hazel eyes the eighteen year-old had ever seen. She couldn't have been more than twenty-one, twenty-two at the most, and she was looking right at Clark, who was suddenly grateful he had managed to control his heat vision.

Remembering his manners, he walked over and helped the woman to her feet, both of them unprepared for the shock they felt when their hands touched.

"Thank you" the woman said, her voice sounding like music to Clark's ears.

"Of course. I'm Clark Kent"

"It's a pleasure to meet you Clark. I'm Deanna Troi"

Silence ensued for a moment as the two of them just looked at each other, both feeling as if they could get lost in the other's eyes.

"Where am I?" Deanna asked, finally breaking the silence.

"Smallville Kansas" Clark replied, and Deanna frowned; that didn't sound right.

"What year is it?"

"2004"

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Please review as your reviews help me keep writing! Next chapter should be up soon!