Twist of Fate 2/?
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luminare91Title: Twist of Fate
Summary: Oliver finds himself at Smallville High where he meets Chloe and discovers the world of Meta-humans. But will his newfound happiness be threatened by the presence of an old enemy?
Rating: PG-13 (Mostly for mild language and violence in later chapters. I don't see it going any further, but if it does, the rating will change accordingly.)
Warning: This is mostly AU. I plan to work in as much from the series as I can, but the timeline is completely mine and character ages have been changed as I see fit. Oliver's only a year older than Chloe in this. She already knows about Clark's powers. And Lois is living with Chloe.
Relationships: Chlollie, Clois (just a teen tiny bit)
Previous Chapter: Chapter 1
Author's Note: First, I would like to say thanks to everyone who reviewed the previous chapter. I can't tell you how much it meant. As you can tell, it inspired me. Again, I have no Beta, so all mistakes are my own.
Chapter 2
Oliver’s grip on his backpack tightened. Of all the people to run into, he had to run into Lex. He stood, frozen in the doorway, for a long moment, seriously contemplating just leaving. Lex quickly looked away. He turned to a nerdy looking boy sitting across the aisle and said something in an undertone. The boy hurriedly dug through his backpack until he produced a set of papers and handed them to Lex, who glanced over them. Oliver felt his jaw tighten. Things had definitely changed since Excelsior if Lex was getting someone to do his homework.
Someone plowed into him, knocking him several steps further into the room. He’d completely forgotten that he was blocking the door. Turning to apologize, Oliver found himself facing a very angry brunette.
“Watch where you’re going!” she snapped. “Just because you’re doing an impression of the jolly green giant, doesn’t mean that you can block the doorway and walk all over people.”
Oliver raised an eyebrow. But before he could say anything, the girl brushed past him and plopped down in a seat in the middle of the room. Lex was staring at him again, cold amusement flickering in his eyes.
Perfect, Oliver grumbled to himself. Just perfect.
Trying not to draw further attention to himself, Oliver quickly sat in the nearest open chair and turned his attention to the front of the room. He could feel the Lex’s gaze burning a hole into the back of his head.
He’d known that there was a Luthorcorp plant in town. Hell, it supplied most of the jobs. But he’d never in a million years considered the possibility that Lex would be in Smallville. The Luthors had always been elitist. Lex had displayed those qualities even when he was getting picked on. It had been his desperation for popularity and power that had turned everything upside down in the first place. But, now that Oliver thought about it, the prospect didn’t seem that far fetched. Lionel had to be doing the same thing his guardian was doing: sending Lex someplace where he couldn’t publicly get into trouble. If there was anything Lionel Luthor hated, it was bad publicity. Oliver had learned that first hand.
For a brief moment, Oliver entertained the thought that he and Lex would just ignore each other, like they had for their last few months at Excelsior. He quickly dismissed it before he could get his hopes up. After everything that had happened at Excelsior, there was no way Lex was going to leave him alone. It was obvious that the tables had turned. Oliver could see that from the way Lex was working the room. He’d been in Smallville long enough to establish his authority. How else would he have gotten that kid to do his assignment? There was no way he’d shell out money for it and Oliver doubted that Lex was overly popular. He was too dark for that. But he was willing to bet that in the years since they’d last seen each other, Lex had become even more manipulative and that he would use everything he had to make Oliver’s life miserable.
He sighed and pulled out his textbook as the teacher walked into the room. The man collected the assignments and handed Oliver a stack of work to make up by the end of the week before beginning his lecture. He had a voice like a vacuum cleaner. Chloe was right. Mr. Shwartz was the most boring teacher on the planet.
And here he thought Smallville couldn’t get any worse.
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Chloe chewed her lip as she read the numerous headlines pertaining to Oliver Queen. Now she knew why she’d recognized his name. He was set to inherit the multibillion dollar corporation known as Queen Industries that had been run by his parents until they died in a tragic plane crash almost ten years previously, around the same time as the first meteor shower. She thought losing her mother had been hard. At least she still had her dad. According to the papers, Oliver had been left with absolutely no family, just a guardian appointed by his parents’ lawyer. She couldn’t begin to imagine what his life had been like. Based on the tabloid headlines, he was a bit of wild child, which didn’t surprise Chloe in the least. Given the way he had to have been raised, she was honestly surprised that he wasn’t worse. At least in Smallville he was as far from the paparazzi as he could get. She doubted all the headlines were true. He’d seemed like a pretty decent guy from the twenty minutes she’d spent with him. At little sad and closed off, but decent.
At least now she knew why he’d seemed tense when she’d asked why he’d come to Smallville. She really had put her foot in it with that one. She was beginning to wonder if all the exposure to the meteor rocks had given her the power to say the wrong thing at the wrong time without fail. Or maybe she was just born with it.
With a sigh, Chloe closed the page and shut down the computer. It had been a long day and for once, she was glad the final bell was going to ring in less than five minutes. Her classes hadn’t gone well. She’d had a test or a quiz in everything. She hadn’t gotten what she needed to write a decent article on the football team, so she’d had to find something else for the front page. Clark had been distracted by something meteor infected and hadn’t turned in the article he promised to write so she’d done it during English. The paper didn’t go out until the end of the week and her deadline wasn’t for another two days. She wanted nothing more than to pick up her favorite coffee from the Talon and lose herself in her research.
A gust of wind suddenly blew through the room, knocking papers off of tables. Chloe looked up and saw Clark, clad in his perpetual jeans and plaid, standing in front of her.
“Aren’t you supposed to be in class?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. Clark was the last person to ditch for any reason, but it was fun goading him.
He rolled his eyes. “We got out early and since I have practice after school, I thought I’d stop by to see if you found out why Dr. Hamilton was snooping around the field where my parents found me.”
“I didn’t have a chance to find anything,” Chloe admitted, gathering up her belongings and shoving them in her bag as she did. “I had several Torch related disasters take precedence, including an article that didn’t get submitted.” She glared lightly at Clark as she spoke. He had the decency to grimace sheepishly and shuffle his feet slightly. “I’ll see what I can find when I get home. Call me or stop by when you get out of practice and I’ll let you know if I found anything.”
Clark enveloped her in a quick hug. “You’re the best Chlo.”
“Don’t I know it.” She chuckled.
His answering laugh reverberated through his chest and he bent down and pecked her lightly on the cheek. A few months ago, that would have been enough to make Chloe swoon. But since, then she’d seen the light and now Clark was nothing more than her best friend.
“Hey!” Lois shouted, barging into the Torch. “Smallville, stop macking on my cousin! That’s gross.” Clark and Chloe immediately pulled apart. Lois ignored Clark’s attempts to tell her that he was not making out with her cousin, and fixed her gaze on said cousin. “Come on cuz! I thought you had better taste than that!”
Chloe rolled her eyes. “Lois, any girl that manages to catch Clark will be lucky. Just because he didn’t fall for your charms, doesn’t mean that he’s worthless.”
“Please!” Lois scoffed. “I never unleashed my charms on farmboy. If I had, he wouldn’t have been able to resist me.”
“I don’t know, Lois,” Clark said, shrugging innocently. “Last time I checked I was impervious to just about everything. I doubt your charm would be any different. That is, if you even have any.”
Lois bristled. “Oh, I’ll show you charm, Smallville. Just you wait!”
“I’m looking forward to it,” Clark retorted.
Chloe glanced between them. Lois certainly had the unique ability to bring Clark out of his shell. He never verbally sparred with her like that. And she had never seen Lois let a guy get under her skin like that. They were definitely attracted to each other and just too damn stubborn to admit it.
At least it makes for interesting entertainment, Chloe thought to herself. I can’t wait until they realize what’s going on between them. The expressions on their faces will be priceless.
At the sight of Lois stepping forward menacingly, Chloe quickly inserted herself between her two friends. “What did you need, Lois?” she asked, hoping to steer the conversation onto more neutral ground.
“What?” Lois looked at her blankly for a moment.
Chloe laughed. “Lois, you avoid that Torch at all costs, remember? You had to be looking for me for a reason. What was it?”
“Oh, I was just wondering if you’d seen Smallville’s latest hottie.” Lois smirked. “Tall, blonde, bit of a jerk, but easy of the eyes. You two would look great together.”
“Not again!” Chloe groaned, throwing her hands up. “How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t need you to set me up with anyone? I’m perfectly happy. And what do you mean he was a jerk?” she demanded, glaring at her cousin. “He seemed perfectly nice this morning.”
Lois gaped. “You met him? And you didn’t coming running to give me all the juicy details.”
“Oh, please!” Chloe scoffed. “There are no details. I was just supposed to show him around the school. It’s not like he started hitting on my or anything.”
“Well why weren’t you hitting on him?” Lois demanded.
Clark caught Chloe’s eye before slipping out the door. If she hadn’t known that he had to get to practice, she’d have called him out on it. As it was, she couldn’t really blame him for fleeing Lois.
Lois crossed her arms and tapped her foot. “Well? Why didn’t you flirt?”
“Because he’d been here all of two seconds. He didn’t need me drooling all over his shoes.”
A triumphant grin crossed Lois’ face. “So you admit it! You thought he was hot!”
Chloe groaned. There was no winning that argument with her cousin and she knew it. So she changed the topic. “I’m headed to the Talon. Care to join me?”
“Oh!” Lois squealed. “Caffeine buzz! Just what I needed. But you’re buying, cuz.”
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Oliver slammed his locker shut and turned to leave the building only to find himself face to face with Lex Luthor. Carefully schooling his features to betray absolutely no emotion, he nodded in greeting.
“Lex. It’s been a long time.”
“Not long enough,” Lex said coldly. “Imagine my surprise with Oliver Queen walked into Smallville High. I have to say, I never pictured seeing you here.”
Oliver shrugged. “Can’t say that I did either. But now I’m here, so I guess we both have to start picturing it.”
“What are you doing here?” Lex demanded, dropping all pretense of civility.
“Going to school,” Oliver answered. He wasn’t about to the give the bald little creep the satisfaction of seeing him angry or frustrated. No, as far as Lex was concerned, their topic of conversation had absolutely no effect on him.
“Why here?” Lex snarled.
Oliver shrugged. “You’d have to ask my guardian. It was his decision.”
A smirk crossed Lex’s face. “That’s right. I forgot that you were alone in the world. At least my father’s still around.”
“So you’re glad he’s around to not want you?” Oliver bit out, forcing himself to remain calm. “Somehow that logic doesn’t make much sense to me.”
Lex paled slightly and when he spoke, his tone shook slightly with suppressed anger. “I’d be careful if I were you Oliver. You don’t own this school like you did Excelsior. Here, I have the power, and don’t think that I won’t use it.”
“Was that a threat?” Oliver hissed, taking a step closer to Lex. He still towered over the other boy, despite the fact that it seemed Lex had gone through a growth spurt.
Lex didn’t back down and no emotion showed in his face. “Just a friendly warning,” he said softly. Turning, he walked away, pausing only once to toss over his shoulder, “See you in class.”
Grumbling under his breath, Oliver turned to head in the opposite direction.
Author's note: I'm purposefully keeping what brought Lex and Oliver to Smallville vague. I'm not assuming that everyone has seen the show and knows what the story is. So if you're a little confused, it's okay, you're kinda supposed to be. :P Also, I envisioned this whole first day of school scene with Oliver in a green shirt, hence the Jolly Green Giant comment from Lois. I couldn't help myself.
Chapter 3
Summary: Oliver finds himself at Smallville High where he meets Chloe and discovers the world of Meta-humans. But will his newfound happiness be threatened by the presence of an old enemy?
Rating: PG-13 (Mostly for mild language and violence in later chapters. I don't see it going any further, but if it does, the rating will change accordingly.)
Warning: This is mostly AU. I plan to work in as much from the series as I can, but the timeline is completely mine and character ages have been changed as I see fit. Oliver's only a year older than Chloe in this. She already knows about Clark's powers. And Lois is living with Chloe.
Relationships: Chlollie, Clois (just a teen tiny bit)
Previous Chapter: Chapter 1
Author's Note: First, I would like to say thanks to everyone who reviewed the previous chapter. I can't tell you how much it meant. As you can tell, it inspired me. Again, I have no Beta, so all mistakes are my own.
Chapter 2
Oliver’s grip on his backpack tightened. Of all the people to run into, he had to run into Lex. He stood, frozen in the doorway, for a long moment, seriously contemplating just leaving. Lex quickly looked away. He turned to a nerdy looking boy sitting across the aisle and said something in an undertone. The boy hurriedly dug through his backpack until he produced a set of papers and handed them to Lex, who glanced over them. Oliver felt his jaw tighten. Things had definitely changed since Excelsior if Lex was getting someone to do his homework.
Someone plowed into him, knocking him several steps further into the room. He’d completely forgotten that he was blocking the door. Turning to apologize, Oliver found himself facing a very angry brunette.
“Watch where you’re going!” she snapped. “Just because you’re doing an impression of the jolly green giant, doesn’t mean that you can block the doorway and walk all over people.”
Oliver raised an eyebrow. But before he could say anything, the girl brushed past him and plopped down in a seat in the middle of the room. Lex was staring at him again, cold amusement flickering in his eyes.
Perfect, Oliver grumbled to himself. Just perfect.
Trying not to draw further attention to himself, Oliver quickly sat in the nearest open chair and turned his attention to the front of the room. He could feel the Lex’s gaze burning a hole into the back of his head.
He’d known that there was a Luthorcorp plant in town. Hell, it supplied most of the jobs. But he’d never in a million years considered the possibility that Lex would be in Smallville. The Luthors had always been elitist. Lex had displayed those qualities even when he was getting picked on. It had been his desperation for popularity and power that had turned everything upside down in the first place. But, now that Oliver thought about it, the prospect didn’t seem that far fetched. Lionel had to be doing the same thing his guardian was doing: sending Lex someplace where he couldn’t publicly get into trouble. If there was anything Lionel Luthor hated, it was bad publicity. Oliver had learned that first hand.
For a brief moment, Oliver entertained the thought that he and Lex would just ignore each other, like they had for their last few months at Excelsior. He quickly dismissed it before he could get his hopes up. After everything that had happened at Excelsior, there was no way Lex was going to leave him alone. It was obvious that the tables had turned. Oliver could see that from the way Lex was working the room. He’d been in Smallville long enough to establish his authority. How else would he have gotten that kid to do his assignment? There was no way he’d shell out money for it and Oliver doubted that Lex was overly popular. He was too dark for that. But he was willing to bet that in the years since they’d last seen each other, Lex had become even more manipulative and that he would use everything he had to make Oliver’s life miserable.
He sighed and pulled out his textbook as the teacher walked into the room. The man collected the assignments and handed Oliver a stack of work to make up by the end of the week before beginning his lecture. He had a voice like a vacuum cleaner. Chloe was right. Mr. Shwartz was the most boring teacher on the planet.
And here he thought Smallville couldn’t get any worse.
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Chloe chewed her lip as she read the numerous headlines pertaining to Oliver Queen. Now she knew why she’d recognized his name. He was set to inherit the multibillion dollar corporation known as Queen Industries that had been run by his parents until they died in a tragic plane crash almost ten years previously, around the same time as the first meteor shower. She thought losing her mother had been hard. At least she still had her dad. According to the papers, Oliver had been left with absolutely no family, just a guardian appointed by his parents’ lawyer. She couldn’t begin to imagine what his life had been like. Based on the tabloid headlines, he was a bit of wild child, which didn’t surprise Chloe in the least. Given the way he had to have been raised, she was honestly surprised that he wasn’t worse. At least in Smallville he was as far from the paparazzi as he could get. She doubted all the headlines were true. He’d seemed like a pretty decent guy from the twenty minutes she’d spent with him. At little sad and closed off, but decent.
At least now she knew why he’d seemed tense when she’d asked why he’d come to Smallville. She really had put her foot in it with that one. She was beginning to wonder if all the exposure to the meteor rocks had given her the power to say the wrong thing at the wrong time without fail. Or maybe she was just born with it.
With a sigh, Chloe closed the page and shut down the computer. It had been a long day and for once, she was glad the final bell was going to ring in less than five minutes. Her classes hadn’t gone well. She’d had a test or a quiz in everything. She hadn’t gotten what she needed to write a decent article on the football team, so she’d had to find something else for the front page. Clark had been distracted by something meteor infected and hadn’t turned in the article he promised to write so she’d done it during English. The paper didn’t go out until the end of the week and her deadline wasn’t for another two days. She wanted nothing more than to pick up her favorite coffee from the Talon and lose herself in her research.
A gust of wind suddenly blew through the room, knocking papers off of tables. Chloe looked up and saw Clark, clad in his perpetual jeans and plaid, standing in front of her.
“Aren’t you supposed to be in class?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. Clark was the last person to ditch for any reason, but it was fun goading him.
He rolled his eyes. “We got out early and since I have practice after school, I thought I’d stop by to see if you found out why Dr. Hamilton was snooping around the field where my parents found me.”
“I didn’t have a chance to find anything,” Chloe admitted, gathering up her belongings and shoving them in her bag as she did. “I had several Torch related disasters take precedence, including an article that didn’t get submitted.” She glared lightly at Clark as she spoke. He had the decency to grimace sheepishly and shuffle his feet slightly. “I’ll see what I can find when I get home. Call me or stop by when you get out of practice and I’ll let you know if I found anything.”
Clark enveloped her in a quick hug. “You’re the best Chlo.”
“Don’t I know it.” She chuckled.
His answering laugh reverberated through his chest and he bent down and pecked her lightly on the cheek. A few months ago, that would have been enough to make Chloe swoon. But since, then she’d seen the light and now Clark was nothing more than her best friend.
“Hey!” Lois shouted, barging into the Torch. “Smallville, stop macking on my cousin! That’s gross.” Clark and Chloe immediately pulled apart. Lois ignored Clark’s attempts to tell her that he was not making out with her cousin, and fixed her gaze on said cousin. “Come on cuz! I thought you had better taste than that!”
Chloe rolled her eyes. “Lois, any girl that manages to catch Clark will be lucky. Just because he didn’t fall for your charms, doesn’t mean that he’s worthless.”
“Please!” Lois scoffed. “I never unleashed my charms on farmboy. If I had, he wouldn’t have been able to resist me.”
“I don’t know, Lois,” Clark said, shrugging innocently. “Last time I checked I was impervious to just about everything. I doubt your charm would be any different. That is, if you even have any.”
Lois bristled. “Oh, I’ll show you charm, Smallville. Just you wait!”
“I’m looking forward to it,” Clark retorted.
Chloe glanced between them. Lois certainly had the unique ability to bring Clark out of his shell. He never verbally sparred with her like that. And she had never seen Lois let a guy get under her skin like that. They were definitely attracted to each other and just too damn stubborn to admit it.
At least it makes for interesting entertainment, Chloe thought to herself. I can’t wait until they realize what’s going on between them. The expressions on their faces will be priceless.
At the sight of Lois stepping forward menacingly, Chloe quickly inserted herself between her two friends. “What did you need, Lois?” she asked, hoping to steer the conversation onto more neutral ground.
“What?” Lois looked at her blankly for a moment.
Chloe laughed. “Lois, you avoid that Torch at all costs, remember? You had to be looking for me for a reason. What was it?”
“Oh, I was just wondering if you’d seen Smallville’s latest hottie.” Lois smirked. “Tall, blonde, bit of a jerk, but easy of the eyes. You two would look great together.”
“Not again!” Chloe groaned, throwing her hands up. “How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t need you to set me up with anyone? I’m perfectly happy. And what do you mean he was a jerk?” she demanded, glaring at her cousin. “He seemed perfectly nice this morning.”
Lois gaped. “You met him? And you didn’t coming running to give me all the juicy details.”
“Oh, please!” Chloe scoffed. “There are no details. I was just supposed to show him around the school. It’s not like he started hitting on my or anything.”
“Well why weren’t you hitting on him?” Lois demanded.
Clark caught Chloe’s eye before slipping out the door. If she hadn’t known that he had to get to practice, she’d have called him out on it. As it was, she couldn’t really blame him for fleeing Lois.
Lois crossed her arms and tapped her foot. “Well? Why didn’t you flirt?”
“Because he’d been here all of two seconds. He didn’t need me drooling all over his shoes.”
A triumphant grin crossed Lois’ face. “So you admit it! You thought he was hot!”
Chloe groaned. There was no winning that argument with her cousin and she knew it. So she changed the topic. “I’m headed to the Talon. Care to join me?”
“Oh!” Lois squealed. “Caffeine buzz! Just what I needed. But you’re buying, cuz.”
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Oliver slammed his locker shut and turned to leave the building only to find himself face to face with Lex Luthor. Carefully schooling his features to betray absolutely no emotion, he nodded in greeting.
“Lex. It’s been a long time.”
“Not long enough,” Lex said coldly. “Imagine my surprise with Oliver Queen walked into Smallville High. I have to say, I never pictured seeing you here.”
Oliver shrugged. “Can’t say that I did either. But now I’m here, so I guess we both have to start picturing it.”
“What are you doing here?” Lex demanded, dropping all pretense of civility.
“Going to school,” Oliver answered. He wasn’t about to the give the bald little creep the satisfaction of seeing him angry or frustrated. No, as far as Lex was concerned, their topic of conversation had absolutely no effect on him.
“Why here?” Lex snarled.
Oliver shrugged. “You’d have to ask my guardian. It was his decision.”
A smirk crossed Lex’s face. “That’s right. I forgot that you were alone in the world. At least my father’s still around.”
“So you’re glad he’s around to not want you?” Oliver bit out, forcing himself to remain calm. “Somehow that logic doesn’t make much sense to me.”
Lex paled slightly and when he spoke, his tone shook slightly with suppressed anger. “I’d be careful if I were you Oliver. You don’t own this school like you did Excelsior. Here, I have the power, and don’t think that I won’t use it.”
“Was that a threat?” Oliver hissed, taking a step closer to Lex. He still towered over the other boy, despite the fact that it seemed Lex had gone through a growth spurt.
Lex didn’t back down and no emotion showed in his face. “Just a friendly warning,” he said softly. Turning, he walked away, pausing only once to toss over his shoulder, “See you in class.”
Grumbling under his breath, Oliver turned to head in the opposite direction.
Author's note: I'm purposefully keeping what brought Lex and Oliver to Smallville vague. I'm not assuming that everyone has seen the show and knows what the story is. So if you're a little confused, it's okay, you're kinda supposed to be. :P Also, I envisioned this whole first day of school scene with Oliver in a green shirt, hence the Jolly Green Giant comment from Lois. I couldn't help myself.
Chapter 3
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Date: 2011-02-12 09:29 pm (UTC)Keep it up, I am looking forward to the next chapter!!
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Date: 2011-02-12 11:51 pm (UTC)As it's in the middle of the night I shall go to bed now, so goodnight :)
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Date: 2011-02-12 10:50 pm (UTC)You've set up a good structure and I can't wait to see how you make all the different stories and characters interact.
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Date: 2011-02-13 08:39 am (UTC)This story is amazing so far and I just love AU :)
Can't wait to read more ...
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Date: 2011-02-14 01:51 pm (UTC)I'm off to read the next installment!
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