Hey guys I had help with AI when asking about what it would be like for Clark and friends to have received letters to join Hogwarts but as 3rd year students since the Hogwarts Legacy game states its possible to join as a 5th year. Clark and his friends Lana, Lois and Kara are all about 14 or so and going to Hogwarts instead of Smallville where they would have been Freshmen otherwise.

CLARK KENT GOES TO HOGWARTS

Chapter 1: The Hogwarts Express

The Hogwarts Express rattled along the tracks, carrying its usual cargo of excited students. But this year, there was a buzz in the air unlike any other. Whispers of "the American transfer students" echoed through the carriages, mingling with the excited chatter.

In a compartment near the back, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger were joined by three new faces. Clark Kent, the quiet, unassuming boy from Smallville, had quickly become their friend. His easy smile and willingness to help had endeared him to the trio. And then there were the girls: Lana Lang, with her kind eyes and gentle demeanor, and Lois Lane, whose sharp wit and inquisitive nature kept everyone on their toes.

The Sorting Hat had a field day that year. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, already established Gryffindors, welcomed Lois into their house, her fiery spirit a perfect match for the house of bravery. Lana, with her loyalty and kindness, found her home in Hufflepuff. And Clark, after a moment of hesitation that had everyone holding their breath, was declared a Gryffindor, his inherent courage shining through.

Chapter 2: Settling In

Life at Hogwarts took on a new dimension with the addition of these four extraordinary individuals. Clark, Lana, and Lois were a bit older than the typical third-year, having transferred from an American high school, but they quickly integrated into the Hogwarts community. Clark's strength and athleticism were evident in his first flying lesson, though no one suspected the true extent of his abilities. Lana's gentle nature and knowledge of Herbology made her a favorite among the Hufflepuffs, and Lois's sharp wit and inquisitive nature quickly earned her a reputation as a budding journalist.

One afternoon, while exploring the grounds, they stumbled upon a group of Slytherins bullying a younger student. Clark, without hesitation, stepped in to defend the helpless child. A tense standoff ensued, but before any spells could be cast, Professor McGonagall appeared, her stern gaze silencing the bullies.
Later that evening, huddled in the Gryffindor common room, the group reflected on the day's events.

"You were really brave back there, Clark," Harry said, admiration in his voice.

"It was nothing," Clark replied, shrugging off the praise. "Anyone would have done the same."

"Not everyone," Hermione countered, her eyes twinkling. "It takes a special kind of courage to stand up to bullies, especially when you're new to a school."

Clark blushed, his cheeks turning a shade of pink. "Well, I guess it's just how I was raised," he mumbled.

As the conversation continued, a sense of camaraderie grew among them. They were wizards, witches, and a boy with a secret, united by a shared sense of justice and a thirst for adventure.

Chapter 3: The Flying Boy

The third-year Gryffindors were abuzz with excitement. It was their first flying lesson of the term, and everyone was eager to show off their skills on a broomstick. Even Clark, despite his quiet demeanor, couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation. He had never ridden a broom before and had always been afraid of heights.

Madam Hooch, the stern-faced flying instructor, barked out instructions, her voice echoing across the grassy field. "Now, I want you all to mount your brooms, grip them tight, and say 'Up!' with conviction."

Clark followed the instructions, but as he uttered the command, the broom shot upwards with unexpected force, throwing him off balance. He flailed his arms, trying to regain control, but it was no use. He was falling.

Or so he thought.

As he braced for impact, a strange sensation washed over him. He wasn't falling. He was floating. He looked down to see the ground receding below him, and a gasp escaped his lips.

"I'm flying," he whispered, his voice filled with awe and disbelief.

The other students stared in astonishment. Madam Hooch's jaw dropped, her whistle clattering to the ground. Even Harry, Ron, and Hermione, who had grown accustomed to Clark's unusual strength and speed, were stunned.

"How...?" Hermione began, her voice trailing off in wonder.

Clark, still marveling at his newfound ability, could only shrug. "I don't know," he admitted. "It just happened."

News of the "flying boy" spread like wildfire through Hogwarts. Clark became an instant celebrity, attracting both admiration and envy. The Ministry of Magic sent representatives to investigate, concerned about a potential breach of the Statute of Secrecy. And Professor Dumbledore, with a twinkle in his eye, invited Clark to his office for a private conversation.

Later that evening, Clark found himself huddled with his friends in a secluded corner of the Gryffindor common room. The fire crackled merrily in the hearth, casting dancing shadows on their faces as they recounted the day's events.

"I still can't believe you can fly without a broom," Harry said, shaking his head in wonder. "It's incredible!"

"It was pretty amazing," Ron agreed, his eyes wide with awe. "You were like, soaring through the air like a bird!"

Hermione, ever the inquisitive one, leaned forward. "But how is it possible? Is it some kind of advanced Transfiguration spell?"

Clark hesitated, unsure how to explain. "It's... well, it's kind of because I'm from Krypton," he mumbled, hoping they wouldn't press him further.

"Krypton?" Lana echoed, her brow furrowed in confusion. "Where's that?"

"Oh, uh..." Clark stammered, feeling a bead of sweat trickle down his forehead.

"Another planet..."

A moment of stunned silence hung in the air before the others erupted in a chorus of disbelief.

"ANOTHER PLANET?" they shrieked in unison, their voices echoing through the common room.

Clark cringed, wishing he could disappear into the floorboards. He had never intended to reveal his secret so abruptly, but the words had tumbled out before he could stop them.

Just then, a portrait of a stern-looking witch on the wall cleared her throat. "Perhaps it would be best to continue this discussion in a more private setting," she suggested, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

The group, startled by the interruption, quickly gathered their things and headed for the Room of Requirement. As they settled into the cozy, book-lined space, Clark braced himself for a barrage of questions.

But before anyone could speak, a soft voice echoed through the room. "Clark," it said, "I believe it's time we had a little chat."

The group turned to see Professor Dumbledore standing in the doorway, his eyes twinkling with a mixture of wisdom and understanding.

"Professor?" Clark said, surprised. "How did you...?"
Dumbledore smiled gently. "Sometimes, my boy, secrets have a way of revealing themselves to those who need to know."

He gestured for Clark to follow him, and together they walked down the silent corridors of Hogwarts, their footsteps echoing in the dimly lit halls.

As they reached Dumbledore's office, Clark felt a wave of apprehension wash over him. What did the wise old wizard know? And what would he say?

Dumbledore, sensing Clark's unease, placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Fear not, Clark," he said. "Your secret is safe with me."

He led Clark to a comfortable armchair and settled into his own chair behind the grand oak desk. "Now then," he began, his eyes twinkling, "tell me about this 'Krypton.'"

Chapter 4: Whispers and Wonders

The following morning, Hogwarts was abuzz with the news of the "Flying Boy of Gryffindor." Clark, Lana, and Lois found themselves the center of attention, with students whispering and pointing wherever they went.

"It's like being famous," Lana remarked, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"More like infamous," Lois countered, her eyes scanning the crowd for potential eavesdroppers. "The way some of these pure-bloods are glaring at us, you'd think we were Death Eaters in disguise."

Clark, ever the peacemaker, tried to diffuse the tension. "I'm sure it's just curiosity," he said. "They've never seen anyone fly without a broom before."

Their classes were a whirlwind of questions and stares. In Potions, Professor Snape eyed Clark with suspicion, muttering about "rule-breakers" and "attention-seekers." In Charms, Professor Flitwick couldn't contain his excitement, peppering Clark with questions about the mechanics of his flight.

Even in Herbology, Professor Sprout couldn't resist a few inquiries. "Do you think you could use your abilities to pollinate the mandrakes?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Meanwhile, the Ministry of Magic had sent a delegation to Hogwarts to investigate the incident. Cornelius Fudge, the Minister for Magic, blustered into Dumbledore's office, demanding an explanation.

"A flying student without a broom!" he exclaimed, his face flushed with indignation. "This is a clear violation of the Statute of Secrecy! What if the Muggles find out?"

Dumbledore, observing Fudge's growing agitation, calmly intervened. "Minister," he said, his voice gentle yet firm, "I believe there's a simpler explanation for Clark's abilities."

Fudge, his brow furrowed in skepticism, turned to Dumbledore. "Simpler? How could there be a simpler explanation for a boy flying without a broom?"

Dumbledore smiled. "Imagine, Minister, if Clark were to tell you that he is, in fact, an alien from another planet."

Fudge sputtered, his face turning a shade of puce. "An alien? Preposterous! This is Hogwarts, not some science fiction fantasy!"

Dumbledore chuckled. "Indeed, Minister. But sometimes, reality is stranger than fiction. Clark's abilities are a result of his unique physiology and the effects of Earth's yellow sun on his Kryptonian biology."

Fudge, though still bewildered, found himself strangely intrigued. "Kryptonian, you say? And this yellow sun gives him... special abilities?"

Dumbledore nodded. "Precisely, Minister. He can fly, he possesses extraordinary strength, and he is virtually invulnerable."
Fudge, his mind reeling, considered the implications. "But... the Statute of Secrecy..."

Dumbledore raised a hand. "Fear not, Minister. Clark understands the importance of discretion. He will use his abilities responsibly, and only when necessary."

Fudge, though still somewhat apprehensive, found himself reassured by Dumbledore's calm demeanor and reasoned arguments. He eventually agreed to keep Clark's secret, on the condition that he remain under Dumbledore's watchful eye.

With the Ministry's concerns allayed, Clark felt a sense of freedom wash over him. He was no longer just a strange anomaly, a boy who defied the laws of magic. He was an alien, a visitor from another world, and his powers were a part of who he was.
To celebrate his newfound acceptance, Clark decided to embrace his dual identity. He commissioned a custom set of Gryffindor robes from Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. The robes, while retaining the traditional Gryffindor scarlet and gold, featured a subtle yet striking addition: the House of El symbol, embroidered in Kryptonian blue and red on the left breast.

When Clark first donned the robes, a surge of pride coursed through him. He was a Gryffindor, a wizard, a hero. But he was also a Kryptonian, a son of El, a symbol of hope. And as he walked through the halls of Hogwarts, his head held high, he knew that he was both, and he was proud.

Chapter 5: Girls at Hogwarts

While Clark was navigating his newfound fame and grappling with his Kryptonian identity, Lana and Lois were carving their own paths at Hogwarts.

Lana, with her innate connection to nature, excelled in Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures. She had a natural affinity for plants and animals, and her gentle touch seemed to soothe even the most temperamental magical creatures. Professor Sprout often sought her advice on rare and delicate plants, and Hagrid was impressed by her ability to calm even the most ferocious beasts. Lana found solace in the Hogwarts greenhouses and the Forbidden Forest, finding a sense of belonging in the natural world.

Lois, with her sharp intellect and inquisitive nature, thrived in Charms and Transfiguration. She approached magic with a logical and analytical mind, quickly mastering complex spells and intricate transformations. Professor Flitwick was impressed by her precision and attention to detail, while Professor McGonagall recognized her potential for leadership and strategic thinking. Lois, however, found the most joy in unraveling mysteries. She spent hours in the library, poring over ancient texts and uncovering hidden secrets. She even started her own Hogwarts newsletter, reporting on the latest news and gossip with her signature wit and flair.

Chapter 6: Smallville Shenanigans

The Kent farm was a picture of idyllic charm. Rolling fields stretched as far as the eye could see, a cozy farmhouse nestled amidst a grove of ancient oak trees. As the group stepped out of the fireplace, their eyes wide with wonder, they were greeted by the warm smiles of Jonathan and Martha Kent, Clark's adoptive parents.

"Welcome to Smallville!" Martha exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine warmth. "We're so glad you could all come."
Jonathan, a man of few words but boundless kindness, nodded in agreement. "Make yourselves at home," he said, his eyes twinkling.

The farmhouse was a cozy haven, filled with the aroma of freshly baked apple pie and the crackling of a cheerful fire. After settling in, the group gathered in the living room, eager to learn more about this strange new world.

"So, what do you do for fun around here?" Ron asked, his eyes scanning the room for signs of magical entertainment.

Clark chuckled. "Well, we don't have Quidditch or magical duels," he said, "but we do have some pretty exciting sports."

He proceeded to explain the rules of American football and baseball, much to the amusement of his British friends. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, who had grown up with Quidditch and wizarding chess, were fascinated by the intricacies of these Muggle games.

"It sounds awfully complicated," Hermione remarked, her brow furrowed in concentration.

"It's not that bad once you get the hang of it," Clark assured her. "And it's a lot of fun."

To demonstrate, they all ventured out to the backyard, where Jonathan had set up a makeshift baseball diamond. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, with Lana and Lois cheering them on, took turns batting and fielding, their laughter echoing through the crisp winter air.

Clark, however, remained on the sidelines, watching with amusement.

"Why aren't you playing, Clark?" Harry asked, noticing his friend's absence from the game.

"Well," Clark replied, a mischievous grin spreading across his face, "it wouldn't be very fair, would it?"

Before anyone could question him further, Clark took the pitcher's mound. He wound up, and with a flick of his wrist, sent the ball hurtling towards Harry at an impossible speed.

Harry's eyes widened in alarm, but before he could react, Clark had vanished from the mound. In the blink of an eye, he reappeared at the plate, swinging the bat with superhuman force. The ball connected with a resounding crack, soaring high above the field and disappearing into the distant treeline.
Clark then proceeded to run the bases, circling the diamond in a blur of motion before crossing home plate with a triumphant grin.

The others stared in stunned silence.
"I told you it wouldn't be fair," Clark said, his voice laced with amusement.

The rest of the afternoon was spent in a whirlwind of laughter and amazement as Clark showcased his powers. He raced Ron across the field, effortlessly outrunning the bewildered wizard. He challenged Harry to a game of catch, sending the ball flying with impossible speed and accuracy. And he even gave Hermione a thrilling ride through the sky, soaring above the farmlands with the wind whipping through their hair.

As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the fields, the group gathered around a bonfire, sharing stories and laughter. The warmth of the fire, the camaraderie of their friends, and the magic of the moment created a sense of belonging that transcended worlds and abilities.

They were wizards, witches, and a Kryptonian, united by a bond of friendship that defied all boundaries. And as they gazed up at the starlit sky, they knew that their adventures were just beginning.

Just as the group was settling into their cozy farmhouse, a familiar figure appeared at the front door. It was Kara Zor-El, Clark's cousin from Krypton, who had recently arrived on Earth.

"Kara!" Clark exclaimed, rushing forward to embrace her. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to visit you, of course," Kara replied, her smile as bright as the sun. "I heard you were having a party, and I didn't want to miss out."

Lana and Lois, intrigued, stepped forward to introduce themselves. Kara, with her warm demeanor and infectious enthusiasm, quickly won them over.

As they settled into the living room, Kara shared her own experiences with magic. She had recently discovered her own powers, and she was still coming to terms with her newfound abilities.

"It's all so strange," she said, shaking her head. "One day, I was just a normal girl, and the next day, I could fly and shoot heat vision."

Clark, sensing her confusion, offered his support. "It's a lot to take in," he said, placing a hand on her shoulder. "But we're here for you, Kara. We'll help you learn to control your powers and understand your place in this world."

With Kara's arrival, the group's adventures took on a new dimension. They explored the countryside, visited the local county fair, and even tried their hand at American football. Kara, with her incredible speed and agility, proved to be a natural athlete, quickly mastering the game's intricacies.

As the days turned into weeks, a sense of normalcy settled over the Kent farm. The group spent their days exploring the countryside, learning about American culture, and enjoying each other's company. They shared stories, laughed together, and created memories that would last a lifetime.

One evening, as they sat around the campfire, gazing at the stars, Clark turned to Kara. "You know, Kara," he said, "I've never felt so at home anywhere else."
Kara smiled, her eyes filled with warmth. "Me neither," she replied. "Being with you all makes me feel like I belong."

As they sat there, under the starlit sky, surrounded by their friends and family, they knew that they had found a place to call home, a place where they could be themselves, no matter where they came from.

Later, as they settled into the living room, Kara reached into her bag and pulled out a thick envelope sealed with purple wax.

"Speaking of strange," she said, a puzzled expression crossing her face, "I found this in the barn a few days ago. It looks like some kind of joke."

She handed the envelope to Clark, who examined it with a curious frown. The envelope was addressed in emerald green ink to "Miss K. Zor-El" at the Kent farm.
"I've never seen anything like it," Kara continued. "It's got all these weird symbols and seals. And it's talking about some school called... Hogwarts?"

Clark's eyes widened in recognition. "Hogwarts?" he exclaimed. "But that's..."
He trailed off, realizing the implications. Could Kara be a witch? Was this her acceptance letter to Hogwarts?

Lana and Lois, equally intrigued, leaned in to examine the envelope.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" Lois read aloud, her voice laced with disbelief. "Is this some kind of prank?"

"I don't think so," Clark said, his mind racing. "This is a real Hogwarts letter."

He turned to Kara, his eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and concern. "Kara," he began, "I think you might be a witch."

Kara stared at him, her mouth agape. "A witch?" she echoed, her voice barely a whisper. "But that's impossible. I'm Kryptonian."

Clark smiled gently. "I know it's a lot to take in," he said, "but it's true. You have magic in your blood, just like I do."

Kara's eyes widened in wonder. "Magic?" she repeated, her voice filled with awe. "But what does it mean?"

Clark placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "It means you're not alone, Kara," he said. "You have a whole world of possibilities waiting for you at Hogwarts. A world of magic, adventure, and friendship."

Kara, still a bit dazed, looked from Clark to the Hogwarts letter and back again. A slow smile spread across her face. "Hogwarts," she whispered, her voice filled with anticipation. "I can't wait."

With Kara's acceptance letter in hand, the group's excitement for their return to Hogwarts grew even stronger. They spent the remaining days of their winter break exploring the Kent farm, practicing spells, and preparing for the challenges that lay ahead.

As they gathered around the fireplace on Christmas Eve, ready to return to Hogwarts, a sense of anticipation filled the air. They were wizards, witches, and Kryptonians, united by a bond of friendship and a shared thirst for adventure. They told Kara about Floo Powder and how to use it. Suddenly they stepped back into the magical world, they knew that their journey was far from over.

Chapter 7: The Sorting of Supergirl

The Gryffindor common room crackled with anticipation as the group returned from their winter break. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, tanned and refreshed from their time in Smallville, eagerly recounted their adventures to their fellow Gryffindors.

Lana, with a newfound appreciation for magical creatures, regaled her Hufflepuff friends with tales of her encounters with Kneazles and Bowtruckles. And Lois, armed with a stack of freshly printed newsletters, was already spreading the news of Clark's incredible baseball game.
But the biggest surprise of all was Kara. As she stood nervously beside Clark, her bright blue eyes scanning the room, a hush fell over the common room.

"Everyone," Clark announced, his voice filled with pride, "this is my cousin, Kara Zor-El. She's joining us at Hogwarts."

A wave of murmurs and gasps rippled through the room. A new student, arriving in the middle of the year? And a relative of the "Flying Boy" no less? This was certainly unprecedented.

Professor McGonagall, sensing the commotion, appeared at the doorway, her expression a mixture of curiosity and concern.

"Mr. Kent," she said, her voice stern yet gentle, "what is the meaning of this? You cannot simply bring guests to Hogwarts."

"It's not quite like that, Professor," Harry interjected, stepping forward. "Kara's not just a guest. She received her own Hogwarts letter."

He explained how Kara had found the letter at the Kent farm and how they had discovered her magical abilities. He even produced the letter as proof, handing it to McGonagall with a respectful nod.
McGonagall carefully examined the envelope, her brow furrowed in concentration. She recognized the Hogwarts seal and the distinctive emerald green ink. This was indeed a legitimate Hogwarts letter.

"I see," she said, her expression softening slightly. "Well, that certainly changes things."

She turned to Kara, her gaze assessing. "Miss Zor-El," she said, "are you certain you wish to attend Hogwarts? It is a considerable undertaking, and you would be starting your magical education rather late."

Kara, her eyes shining with determination, nodded firmly. "Yes, Professor," she said. "I want to learn magic. I want to be a witch."

McGonagall, impressed by Kara's resolve, smiled faintly. "Very well," she conceded. "We shall hold an impromptu Sorting ceremony for Miss Zor-El."

A ripple of excitement ran through the room as the students gathered around. The Sorting Hat, retrieved from its dusty shelf in Dumbledore's office, was placed upon Kara's head.

For a moment, the hat remained silent, its brim twitching as it assessed Kara's qualities. Then, in a booming voice that echoed through the common room, it declared, "GRYFFINDOR!"

A cheer erupted from the Gryffindor students as Kara beamed, a sense of belonging washing over her. She joined Clark, Lois, Harry, Ron, and Hermione at the Gryffindor table, feeling a surge of camaraderie and acceptance. Even Lana over at Hufflepuff cheered for her new friend.

The following days were a whirlwind of introductions, explanations, and new experiences for Kara. She marveled at the moving staircases, the talking portraits, and the endless possibilities of magic. She quickly befriended her fellow Gryffindors, impressing them with her quick wit, her infectious laughter, and her unwavering determination.

But it was her bond with Clark that truly anchored her in this strange new world. They shared stories of their Kryptonian heritage, practiced spells together, and explored the secrets of Hogwarts side-by-side. They were family, united by a bond that transcended worlds and abilities.
And as Kara embarked on her magical education, she knew that she had found a place where she truly belonged, a place where she could be herself, a witch, a Kryptonian, and a hero in the making.

Chapter 8: Shadows Stir

A sense of unease settled over Hogwarts. Whispers of strange occurrences and unsettling sightings rippled through the castle. Students spoke of eerie shadows lurking in the corridors, unexplained noises echoing through the dungeons, and a growing sense of dread that permeated the very air.

One evening, as the group gathered in the Gryffindor common room, a chilling announcement crackled from the enchanted ceiling. Professor Dumbledore's voice, usually calm and reassuring, was laced with a hint of urgency.

"Students," he announced, "due to unforeseen circumstances, all students are to remain within the castle walls until further notice. Please exercise caution and report any unusual activity to a member of staff immediately."

A wave of murmurs and anxious whispers filled the room. What was happening? What threat lurked within the shadows of Hogwarts?

Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged worried glances. They had faced their fair share of dangers at Hogwarts, but this felt different, more ominous.

Clark, Lana, Lois, and Kara, sensing the growing tension, huddled together, their expressions grim.

"What do you think it is?" Lana asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"I don't know," Clark replied, his brow furrowed in concern. "But it feels powerful, ancient."

Lois, ever the investigative reporter, chimed in. "I've been hearing rumors of a hidden chamber beneath the castle," she said, her eyes gleaming with determination. "They say it's been sealed for centuries, guarded by a creature of immense power."

"A creature?" Ron gulped, his face paling slightly. "What kind of creature?"

Before Lois could answer, a bloodcurdling scream echoed through the castle, sending shivers down their spines. The scream was followed by a chorus of panicked shouts and the sound of shattering glass.

The group sprang into action, racing towards the source of the commotion. As they rounded a corner, they were met with a sight that made their blood run cold.
A monstrous creature, unlike anything they had ever seen before, was rampaging through the corridors, its eyes glowing with malevolent intent. Its massive claws tore through stone walls, and its deafening roar shook the very foundations of the castle.
Students scattered in terror, their screams echoing through the halls. Professors battled the creature with spells and curses, but their efforts seemed futile against its immense power.

Clark, Lana, Lois, and Kara exchanged determined glances. They knew they had to act, to use their combined abilities to protect their friends and defeat this monstrous threat.

"We need to do something," Clark said, his voice firm. "We can't let this creature destroy Hogwarts."

Lana nodded in agreement. "But what can we do? It's too powerful for magic alone."
Lois, her eyes gleaming with a spark of inspiration, spoke up. "We need to use our other abilities," she said, "the ones we brought with us from Smallville."

Clark, understanding her meaning, turned to his friends. "It's time," he said, his voice filled with resolve. "It's time to suit up."
With a shared nod of determination, they retreated to the Room of Requirement, where they had hidden their secret weapons. Clark emerged moments later, clad in his iconic Superman suit, the House of El symbol emblazoned on his chest. Kara followed, her Supergirl costume shimmering in the dim light. Lana and Lois, though lacking Kryptonian attire, donned their most practical and protective clothing, ready for battle.

As they stepped back into the corridor, the creature was wreaking havoc, its destructive path leading towards the Great Hall. Students and professors alike were struggling to contain the chaos, their spells barely slowing the creature's advance.

Clark, with a determined glint in his eye, turned to his friends. "Let's show them what we can do," he said, his voice ringing with confidence.

With a burst of speed, he launched himself towards the creature, his cape billowing behind him. Kara followed close behind, her heat vision blazing. Lana and Lois, armed with their wands and their wits, prepared to support their friends from the sidelines.

The battle that ensued was unlike anything Hogwarts had ever seen. Clark and Kara's Kryptonian powers clashed with the creature's magical abilities, creating a spectacle of light and sound that shook the castle to its core. Lana and Lois, using their knowledge of magic and their quick thinking, devised strategies to distract the creature and protect their friends.

As the battle raged, the students and professors watched in awe and disbelief. They had never witnessed such power, such courage, such a seamless blend of magic and might.

And as the dust settled, and the creature lay defeated, a new sense of hope dawned upon Hogwarts. They had faced a threat unlike any other, and they had triumphed, thanks to the combined efforts of wizards, witches, and Kryptonians.

They were a team, a family, united by a bond that transcended worlds and abilities. And as they stood together, victorious and proud, they knew that they were ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.

Chapter 9: Revelations

In the aftermath of the battle, Hogwarts was abuzz with speculation and curiosity. The students and staff were eager to learn more about the extraordinary powers displayed by Clark, Kara, Lana, and Lois.

Dumbledore, ever the wise and benevolent headmaster, decided to address the situation with transparency and openness.
He announced a special gathering in the Great Hall, inviting all students and staff to attend. As the hall filled with eager faces, Dumbledore took his place at the head table, flanked by Clark, Kara, Lana, and Lois.

"Students, staff," Dumbledore began, his voice echoing through the hall, "we have witnessed extraordinary events in recent days. Events that have challenged our understanding of magic and the very nature of our world."

He gestured towards Clark and Kara, who stood proudly in their iconic Superman and Supergirl costumes. "These two young heroes," he continued, "have shown us that there is more to the universe than we ever imagined. They have come to us from a distant world, a world of science and wonder, a world where the impossible is merely a challenge waiting to be overcome."

Clark, taking a deep breath, stepped forward. "My friends," he began, his voice filled with humility and sincerity, "I know that my abilities may seem strange, even frightening to some of you. But I assure you, I mean you no harm. I am here to learn, to grow, and to use my powers to protect those in need."

Kara, standing beside him, nodded in agreement. "We are Kryptonians," she said, her voice strong and clear, "and we are here to help."

Dumbledore, sensing the curiosity in the room, invited Clark and Kara to share more about their origins and their powers. Clark explained how they had received visions in their dreams, guiding them towards their destinies as protectors of Earth. He revealed the significance of their costumes, symbols of hope and inspiration, and the necessity of their secret identities to protect those they loved.

"We are not just Kryptonians," Clark concluded, his eyes shining with conviction. "We are also wizards, witches, and students of Hogwarts. We are here to learn, to grow, and to fight for what is right, alongside all of you."

A wave of applause and cheers erupted through the Great Hall. The students and staff, inspired by their courage and their message of unity, embraced them as heroes, regardless of their origins or abilities.

Lana and Lois, though lacking Kryptonian powers, were also recognized for their contributions. Lana's empathy and connection to magical creatures earned her the respect of her peers, and Lois's investigative journalism shed light on hidden truths and challenged the status quo.

As the gathering concluded, a sense of renewed purpose filled the air. Hogwarts was no longer just a school of magic; it was a haven for heroes, a place where those with extraordinary abilities could come together to learn, to grow, and to make a difference in the world.

And as the sun set on a new era at Hogwarts, the students and staff knew that they were part of something truly special, a community that embraced diversity, celebrated courage, and believed in the power of unity to overcome any challenge.

Chapter 10: Triumph and Unity

As the end of the school year approached, a palpable sense of excitement filled the air at Hogwarts. The House Cup competition was nearing its climax, and Gryffindor, bolstered by the heroic deeds of its students, was in the lead.

Clark, Kara, Harry, Ron, and Hermione had become a formidable force, their combined abilities and unwavering friendship proving to be an asset in every challenge. They had excelled in their classes, triumphed in Quidditch matches, and even uncovered a secret plot by a group of rogue dark wizards seeking to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic.

Lana, though officially a Hufflepuff, had played a crucial role in their successes. Her knowledge of magical creatures had helped them navigate the Forbidden Forest, her calming presence had soothed frayed nerves, and her unwavering loyalty had inspired them to push beyond their limits.

Lois, with her investigative journalism, had exposed the dark wizards' plot, alerting the authorities and preventing a potential catastrophe. Her sharp wit and fearless reporting had earned her the respect of her peers and the admiration of Professor Dumbledore.

As the final points were tallied, it became clear that Gryffindor had won the House Cup. The Great Hall erupted in cheers as the Gryffindor students celebrated their victory. But amidst the jubilation, a sense of something missing lingered in the air.

Dumbledore, ever perceptive, addressed the students with a twinkle in his eye. "While we celebrate Gryffindor's well-deserved triumph," he announced, "we must also acknowledge the invaluable contributions of a certain Hufflepuff."

He gestured towards Lana, who blushed under the spotlight. "Miss Lang," he continued, "your bravery, your kindness, and your unwavering support for your friends have not gone unnoticed. You have embodied the true spirit of inter-house unity and collaboration, and for that, we commend you."

A wave of applause and cheers erupted from both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables. Lana, overwhelmed by the recognition, smiled radiantly. She had found her place at Hogwarts, not just as a Hufflepuff, but as a friend, a hero, and a valued member of the wider community.

The House Cup ceremony concluded with a special presentation. Dumbledore awarded Lana an honorary Gryffindor badge, a symbol of her contributions to their victory and her embodiment of their house's values.

As Lana pinned the badge to her robes, a sense of pride and belonging swelled within her. She was a Hufflepuff at heart, but she was also a Gryffindor in spirit, a testament to the power of friendship and the boundless possibilities of the human heart.

And as the school year came to a close, the students of Hogwarts, wizards, witches, and Kryptonians alike, looked forward to a future filled with adventure, camaraderie, and the unwavering belief that together, they could overcome any challenge and make the world a better place.

THE END...For now.

Author's note: I don't own the power rangers franchise. I only own the characters in this story as well as my take on them as power rangers. Also, before the story starts, let me just say that this was just something I decided to mess around with while making up a story back and forth with the AI app Gemini by Google. I decided to have the character Lily bring me into the story by wishing I was a real woman but it got changed when I askee Gemini (who I called Gemma) to polish the story and present it in a more professional sounding story.

Chapter 1: The Girl in the Gingerbread House

A girl with hair the color of sunset and her sister with hair reminiscent of polished wood glinting in firelight, lived in a house crafted entirely of gingerbread. Its sugary walls and candy cane fences were a constant temptation, but a strict diet forbade even a nibble.  Driven by hunger, she ventured into the whispering woods, hoping to find sustenance.  Instead, she encountered a parliament of talking animals, their eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Lost, little one?" hooted a wise old owl, his voice echoing through the trees.
"I seek something to eat," the girl replied, her stomach rumbling.

The animals exchanged knowing glances. "The answer to our riddle," chirped a mischievous squirrel, "holds the key to your heart's desire."
The girl, desperate, blurted out, "My heart desires to eat!" A dark thought crossed her mind – perhaps the animals themselves could provide a meal. But as she stooped to pick up a stone, a figure shimmered into existence, radiant as moonlight.

"True nourishment," the good witch, Elara, said gently, "comes not from consuming others, but from kindness and compassion."
The girl frowned. "How can I eat kindness?"

Elara smiled. "By sharing, caring, and helping those in need," she replied, gesturing towards a patch of luminous mushrooms hidden beneath the ferns. "These hold the power to nourish both body and soul."
The girl hesitated. "Should I cook them?"
"Their magic is strongest in their natural state," Elara assured her.

As girl shared the mushrooms with the animals, a warmth spread through her, not just in her belly, but in her heart. The animals' riddles, once cryptic, now revealed profound truths about life and happiness.

"I had forgotten my name," the girl confessed, her eyes meeting Elara's.
"You are Lily," Elara replied, her voice like the chime of tiny bells, "the girl who learned that true nourishment comes from kindness and compassion."

Lily suddenly remembering everything like who she is, what family she has now felt emboldened. She closed her eyes and wished with all her might. "I wish for my older sister Kate to be a real woman like me!"
"As you wish," Elara whispered, a golden light enveloping them both. The transformation was instant.

Kate could not believe her dream of being a ciswoman has finally come true.

Lily, Kate and the animals feasted, their laughter echoing through the revitalized forest, now sparkling clean after a gentle rain.  A thousand tiny rainbows shimmered on the leaves, beckoning them on a new adventure.

They followed the rainbow trail, encountering a grumpy badger who, tempted by the promise of juicy berries, joined their quest. The forest grew darker, the air thick with mystery. A tremor shook the earth, and a colossal earthworm, its scales gleaming like obsidian, emerged from the ground.

"We seek the treasures at the rainbow's end," Lily explained.
The earthworm chuckled, a sound like rocks tumbling down a mountain.  "The true treasures are found in the journey itself."  Intrigued by their quest, the earthworm offered them passage.

But their journey was interrupted by a figure descending from the sky on a broomstick – Malvolia, the mistress of mischief, her face a mask of emerald green.  Elara, with a flick of her wrist, erected a shimmering barrier, protecting Lily and her companions.

At the rainbow's end, they found a swirling portal of every rainbow color imaginable.  Stepping through, they found themselves in a breathtaking meadow bathed in sunlight, where the moss tasted like gingerbread and the stream flowed with sparkling lemonade.

"This meadow," Elara explained, "provides what each creature needs or desires most."

The moss, Lily discovered, even transformed to resemble the food it tasted like.  They had found a paradise where desires were fulfilled without causing harm.  With Elara's magic, they captured a picture of their newfound friendship, a testament to the wonders of the meadow. They built a grand mansion from the living trees and settled into their idyllic life... or so they thought.

Chapter 2: The Wishing Well

While exploring the meadow, Lily stumbled upon a hidden grove, where a mysterious well shimmered with an otherworldly glow.  Intrigued, she wished for her hair to grow longer, and to her astonishment, it cascaded down her back, a fiery red waterfall.
She shared her discovery with Kate and the animals, who gathered around the well, their eyes wide with wonder.  One by one, they made their wishes. The animals, yearning for human form, were transformed, each retaining a unique ability from their animal lives.  The wise owl, now a young woman, could soar through the night sky with exceptional vision. Each time the well reacted by emitting a beam of light mixed with water into the air, signifying that their wish had been granted.

Lily, feeling a surge of power, wished for her latent witch abilities to awaken.  She could now command the elements, her magic crackling at her fingertips. Kate, not to be outdone, wished for the power to control fire and lightning, and to her delight, a White Ranger Morpher materialized on her wrist.

Without a moment's thought Kate declared "It's Morphin' Time! Tigerzord!", transforming into the White Ranger.

The others, awestruck, wished for morphers of their own.  The owl became the Yellow Ranger, the badger the Black Ranger, the earthworm the Orange Ranger, and so on, each with unique powers and suits reflecting their animal origins.

Yellow Owl
Black Badger
Orange Earthworm
Blue Pig
Brown Rabbit
Pink Cat
Green Lizard
Red Wolf
and finally Purple Unicorn (Lily)

Elara, appearing in a shimmer of light, declared, "Ahhh I see you found the Well of Hearts Desire. It only grants wishes of desire to those with a pure heart of good. From this day forth, you shall be known as the Magical Meadow Power Rangers!"

Chapter 3: The Mole Menace

But their newfound powers attracted unwanted attention. Malvolia, the mistress of mischief, had discovered the source of their magic – the wishing well.  The Rangers, realizing the danger, wished for a protective command center to be built around the well, a fortress accessible only to them.

Outside of Magical Meadow Command Center

With Elara as their mentor, they began training, honing their individual abilities.  The Yellow Owl Ranger could see hidden details, the Black Badger Ranger possessed incredible strength, the Orange Earthworm Ranger could tunnel underground, and each of the others discovered their unique strengths.

During a training session, the ground erupted, and a monstrous mole, controlled by Malvolia, burst forth.  The Rangers sprang into action, their powers combining in a dazzling display of teamwork. The Yellow Owl Ranger fired arrows with pinpoint accuracy with her bow, the Black Badger Ranger dug tunnels to disrupt the mole's attacks, the Orange Earthworm Ranger attacked from below using his drill staff, and the others unleashed their powers in a coordinated assault.

White Ranger's Sword (can have fire and electricity coating the blade)
Purple Ranger's Unicorn Sword (she can use her power to shoot ice from it or make an indestructible ice blade)
Pink Cat Ranger used her extendable and retractable claws as well as her Sonic Blaster.
Brown Rabbit Ranger used his sharp but trusty boomerang both up close and far away.
Blue Pig Ranger used his Twin Tusk Daggers (don't show as tusks really but still looked cool and worked).
Green Lizard Ranger used his Lizard sword which can look normal like this or can turn into a whip which is kind of like a lizards tongue. (The image next is from Soul Calibur because Ivy's weapon is what I was imagining here)
Red Wolf Ranger with his Power Axe/Blaster (supposed to look like Zack and Adam's power axe from the show but red and wolf like)

But Malvolia, enraged, used her dark magic to enlarge the mole to colossal size.  The Rangers, momentarily daunted, turned to Elara for guidance.

"Remember the strength of the Meadow lies in its balance – earth, sky, and water," she advised. "Harness that balance, and you will find a way."

Inspired, the Rangers summoned their individual Zords – a wise owl, a powerful badger, a swift earthworm, and others, each a magnificent representation of their powers.  With a resounding boom, the Zords combined, forming the awe-inspiring Magical Meadow Megazord!

The Megazord battled the giant mole, its punches and laser blasts shaking the ground. The mole fought back, burrowing and unleashing sonic attacks, but the Rangers, guided by Elara, summoned the Magical Meadow Power Sword.  With a mighty swing, they sliced through the mole, causing a cataclysmic explosion. Malvolia, defeated, retreated in fury.

Back in their command center, adorned with moss and meadow flowers and other plant life, the Rangers celebrated their victory, their laughter echoing through the safe and magical meadow.  But they knew this was only the beginning of their adventures...

The End...For now.

As I said before this was more or less just something I did while bored and didn't know or expect where the AI or myself would take this story. It started off with something like a girl woke up in the forest and then I would say something like she walked around wondering what all she would find. Then we'd go back and forth and more or less made what was above as we talked about how the story could go. I'm not the best writer but sometimes it is fun to try. I hope you liked it. I also had Gemma the AI make those images for me. Some were perfect on first try, others I may have had her regenerate like a bunch of times and some were pretty good but not perfect but good enough for the story like with the logo not perfectly saying Meadows but rather something like Meallows. lol.

Monday, January 31, 2022, 3:01 a.m.

I wake up to my phone ringing. I look at my phone and see my best friend TJ Sundermen is calling me. TJ is the nerdy type who loves computers. He's 35, caucasion with dark brown hair built tall and lanky (6'3" and 180 pounds). I look at the time and realize is 3 in the morning. I answer the phone anyway. "Hey TJ what's up? Its 3 a.m. man. Is everything alright?"
"Hey Jake." By the way my name is Jake Andrew Suhr. I am 34, also caucasion with dark brown hair though recently dyed a bright red color and I mean red not redhead orange color. I'm tall but big in the stomach (6'2" 370 pounds). "Remember the project I've been working on lately? The one I told you was a surprise?" "Um yeah. What about it though?" "I finally finished it. Can you meet me at the radio station on Delhi?" Delhi is the street near where we live that has a long stretch of road with a grocery store and several fast food restaurants and other businesses including his non-profit local radio station for the Delhi Township that he started. "Yeah I guess. Let me get dressed. Be there in 10 minutes."

I arrive at the radio station and look for TJ but instead I see what looks like the DeLorean from my favorite movie trilogy ever! "Hey Jake there you are." "TJ is this what I think it is?" "Yep. I know you are a huge fan of Back to the Future and I kept thinking with my love of computers and tech that maybe I could recreate it like in the movie but better. I even had my mechanic friends help me modernize it to include better horse power as well as fully functioning windows since before only the small section in bottom middle area would go up and down. I felt that seemed pointless unless you needed to slide your driver's license and insurance through it to hand to a cop after being pulled over." I was so surprised that I felt I was speaking Marty's lines. "I can't believe you made a time machine...out of THE DeLorean. But why would you make this? Not that I am complaining or not happy or interested mind you." He was like, "See I figured it would be a fun project because I love tech and computers and knew you loved scifi movies and just thought how cool would it be if I could actually make that." I then asked, "Wait this sucker isn't nuclear is it?" TJ was like, "What? No no no. It's electrical but for time travel it does require 1.21 Gigawatts of power which it achieves by pouring carbonated drinks such as your favorite Diet Pepsi into a tank as fuel not unlike pouring gasoline into a tank for fueling gasoline cars. That is then burned as fuel to power up the Flux Capictor which I made to look just as it was in the movie." Laughing at that piece of knowledge I said, "Let me guess when this baby hits 88MPH, I'm gonna see some serious shit?" He was like, "Oh yeah. LOL" "Dude lets hit the pike and get that baby up to speed. Shouldn't have to worry about the cops since we know where they usually are hiding not to mention they can't follow us to the future haha."

He and I get in the DeLorean. Me in the driver seat and him in the passenger seat. "By the way, Jake, when I said I modernized the car, I also meant that the car was converted from Manuel to Automatic since neither of us know how to drive a Manuel." "Dude that is perfect. Ok so I see the panel here, just like in the movie, shows us the time of when we are, when we're going to arrive and when we were. Our current time shows January 31st, 2022 at precisely 3:40 a.m. So lets really see what the future holds for humanity and in our case tech including my favorite hobby... videogames. I'm inputting our destination time for January 31st, 2122 at let's say 2:30 p.m. By the way in the movie it seemed they got lucky so please tell me you have the car set to place us somewhere that is not going to make us crash or worse merge us with another object when we time travel because I don't have to tell you why that would be bad." TJ tells me that he thought of that and made sure to add that little safety feature to the DeLorean's computer system he installed. "OK. Time circuits on. Flux Capacitor um Fluxing." I put the car in drive and hit the gas?...electric?...oh hell I hit the accelator pedal! We are quickly gaining speed. Within seconds we are at 20 then 40 then 60 mph. At this point we actually see a Delhi cop behind us with his lights flashing. I guess at some point we drove past one after all. We now are at 80 mph. I look over at TJ for a second before looking back at the road and I say "Let's see if Delhi's finest can do 90!"

Saturday, January 31, 2122, 2:30 p.m.

Within a few seconds, the DeLorean hits 88mph and after a second of a flash of light we see we are on a road that is semi empty and the car slows down on its own to ensure our safety. "TJ...we time traveled. Dude you fucking did it man!" "Jake I don't mean to doubt my invention but how do you know we really are in 2122?" "Well for one some cars are not on the ground but in the fucking air! I guess it helps to keep traffic down because it adds more lanes so to speak. Also so much has changed. I mean we didn't change where we are other than the year and time yet this area looks so much different. I mean look at these restaurants. Some I have heard of like McDonald's and KFC and our favorite chili place Skyline Chili is here still but they all have these signs that are just floating in mid air. Plus several other restaurants exist that I have not heard of before like Fish n' Fry, Steak Burger and Cosmic Pizzeria."

"So Jake before we left I forgot to mention but I left some of our currency from our time and several decades in the past in the trunk in case it's needed but thinking of the future, I put money into a digital currency or digital credits just in case its the way of currenty in the future since it seemed it was going that way in our time. I figured the money by the time we get to the future would compound and build up so much with interest and such so much so that we could afford any cost of items with inflation included. I made it so that we can access it whenever even decades into the future. No bank or human person needed to use it. We just spend it by accessing the currency digitally from the source it was saved and stored at." "That is smart man. Well lets see if Skyline is just as good as it used to be."

"Dude 100 years from our time and they still are amazing and delicious. Hey you wanna go check out what kind of tech they have here in the future?" "Yeah dude let's go to this science convention that I overheard someone at Skyline talk about when you were in the restroom." We drive over to this science convention where they have a lot of cool tech. We go and try several of them. There were some super advanced computers that my friend was totally geeking out over. Meanwhile I was checking out this gaming tech that was super advanced as well. Its what in our time we would call Full Dive Simulation or FDS. I tried it out and was able to do whatever I wanted like fly around, heal super fast and even change myself to how I wanted to look. In fact, a secret about me is that for the longest time I wished to be a woman in which I decided my name would be Kate Elizabeth Suhr. I made my self a lot slimmer as a woman of my height would look like if she were not necessarily athletic but not overweight either. Just the right amount of curvyness. I made sure I had D breasts but nothing too big like F or G cup sizes. When I exited the game, I was able to save my 'character' and was told that there was another machine that allowed people to change theirselves down to the DNA to include things like gender or even fantastical things such as flying or fast healing all traits that I made my 'character' possess. I got in that machine and told the person who controls it for me to use the character I created in the FDS game which of course included the abilities of flying and super healing as well. I paid with the digital currency credits that TJ was talking about and within 10 minutes in the machine, I walk out and was surprised at the woman I became. I'm not sure which made me excited and happier. Being a woman finally in everyway I've ever dreamed of or being able to fly. Needless to say I was for sure the happiest I've ever been.

I head over to the tech TJ was looking at and was like "Dude I fucking love the future!" He turns to me and says, "Um do I know you?" "Oh of course duh! You don't recognize me. Ok so I am or rather was Jake. Before you say that is impossible I want you to remember where or rather when we are. I found this cool FDS gaming machine that not only allowed you to play a game Matrix like style but also after, if you wish, you could input that character into another body changing machine that actually alters your DNA. After like 10 minutes I was changed into this." "OK I believe you since no one else would know when we came from as time travel isn't something they've created from what I have seen but why would you want to make those changes?" "So I've not told many about this but I've really felt inside that I should have been a woman and I've always hoped to become one. To be honest that and the video game was what I was hoping for when we time traveled. I mean time traveling on its own is super cool but this was what I was truly hoping would be possible." "Dude I had no idea. Well I'm happy you can live your as your true self and you look very beautiful. I'm truly am happy for you. If you don't mind me asking though, do you like guys, girls, or both? Not judging of course. I'm just curious." "You're ok. I don't find men attractive but I do love women. I think they are gorgeous! It's just that I have longed to be one myself for such a long time."

As we were about to leave, I noticed this machine that at first glance I thought was a microwave but the person who was talking about it, said it was designed to look like microwaves of the 21st century but with a more modern look and that it actually created food and drinks. Any thing you would want to eat or drink. Just press the voice button and say what you want and it will create it for you in 30 seconds. He said it doesn't use electricty but rather it utilizes the air that is already surrounding it for power and the source of what generates the food and drinks is a never ending source that they discovered in the early 22nd century that they call Infinitium. TJ and I both agreed we need to buy one each though best to keep it a secret and just tell people its a futuristic looking microwave.

As we were leaving TJ suddenly realized something important and asked, "So what about when we're back in our time? Like how will you show or proove to those who know you formerly as Jake but now are still you but somehow a woman named Kate? What about the government? How will you explain it?" "Shit! I didn't even think of that. I just knew I couldn't pass up this opportunity. Well as far as everyone I know, I guess I can just try to prove it to them by telling them things only I would know. Maybe you could tell them its true and add to the credibility of it all." "As for the government, I'm not really sure. Fuck!" "Don't worry Kate. None of that will be necessary." I turn around to see who said that and notice a strange lady who said she recognized us and that she was supposed to give me a briefcase that I was not to open til I got back to my time. "How do you know we are from the past? What do you mean that won't be necessary? What do you mean wait til we are back to open the briefcase and what is in there anyways?" "When you open it back in your time and when the time is right, you will see a hologram of me telling you about what you will find inside it. When you get back to your time, open it and you will know everything you need to know. Trust me. You will need it. But wait til the time is right. You'll know when that time comes. If I don't give this to you it will create a paradox but I can't say much more at this time." "Oh....okay? I guess I'll take it then. I'm assuming that it contains the secret of how to get around the government and my friends not believing I am me but now female." "Actually no. The briefcase contains something else that is bigger than just you and TJ though it does include the two of you...and others. No as far as your friends and the government I have something else for you. If you insert this USB drive into your computer when you get back to your time, it will automatically update all the files and documents pertaining to you as Jake Andrew Suhr a male to now become Kate Elizabeth Suhr a female. Unless they knew you as a male before, no one will notice there was a change. Next time you get your license updated, the system will see you as female. Your vehicle will be registered in your new name and gender as well. As for your friends, well just show them this video which I was able to get for you from the body changing machine. It shows you entering the machine and then exiting as a female. They usually ask if you want to keep the video as a keepsake of sorts but must have forgotten this time. You can your friends and family that its a top secret experimental tech machine that you were asked to participate in since you are on sites like BigCloset and were seen as someone who would be interested to participate in the experiment machine. Just let them know they have to keep the secret for believabilty sake." "Thank you...I mean this is so amazing. Thank you very much" "No thank you. Um you'll see why soon enough. You, TJ and others have much importance and greatness soon to come. OK I gotta go...By Kate and TJ. It was an honor to meet you both in person."

We get back into the DeLorean. "OK TJ. The future was awesome and a bit overwhelming to say the least but I am glad we came. Let's head home..err our home time I mean. The current time is 8 p.m. and we departed last at 3:40 a.m. We don't want to arrive at that time because we will just reappear where we disappeared and the cop will be behind us. Let's actually input the destination time to before you even called me. That will allow us to not be anywhere near the cop or our earlier selves not that we'd recognize me anyways but still. We want to make sure they don't see us or it could cause a paradox just like the one that strange lady was talking about. If they see us, they may not drive into the future which would cause so many problems. The consequences of which are unfathomable but for sure bad to say the least. OK. You called me at 3:01 a.m. and I arrived about 3:11 a.m. so I'm setting the time for 3:20 a.m. When we get back, we'll park somewhere and wait for ourselves to leave the radio station and time travel to the future and then we will go around the front and inside your radio station."

Monday, January 31, 2022, 3:20 a.m.

"Dude. We did it! We're back!" TJ said. "Man I loved the future but it feels good to be back in our time. OK let's head to the area behind your radio station so we can be out of sight and after they leave we will head inside. Also we probably should cover the DeLorean so the cop doesn't somehow find us and give us a ticket despite not knowing how we disappeared in front of him and reappeared here later." "Great idea. Definitely don't want a ticket or to have to try and explain how or what happened. Eventually he'll probably just assume it didn't happen or something. Plus no one would believe him I'm sure."

Our past selves left so we get out of the DeLorean and cover it up then head in the radio station. We get his computer out and after turning it on, I insert the USB drive. Sure enough as the strange lady said, within seconds all files and documents showing my former name and gender are changed in front of my eyes. "Well TJ. It looks like Kate is now official. Just have to show my family and other friends plus my employment. I'll explain that I was able to have it all changed legally and just leave out the details of the USB drive." "Sweet. OK now what about the briefcase? She said to open it when we are back in our time right?" "Not exactly. She did say to wait til the time is right and that we will know it. I say we should wait til that time comes. Besides after all this time traveling, I am super tired. Plus even though I woke up at 3 a.m. and it's only 4 a.m., we've been up for several hours due to time traveling. I'm gonna go home and head to bed. I should be able to avoid my parents for the night until tomorrow when I can show them the proof I am still me but now female. I'll call you tomorrow. Good night man." "Good night Jake...I mean Kate." I smile at hearing my preferred name and head home. I'm so happy being female that I almost couldn't go to sleep but I wasn't kidding when I told TJ that I was exhausted. Soon enough I was out like a light. I was having the best dreams ever that night!

To Be Continued in Power to the Future part 2!

Author's note: This is my first work of fiction. I've wanted to come up with something but I'm not the greatest at writing stories. I wrote this story based on how I feel inside and how I wish I could be turned into a genetic female. I thought about the ways it could happen (outside of reality of course) and decided the only thing that seemed different from other stories is using time travel which allowed me to use inspiration from my favorite sci-fi movie Back to the Future of which disclaimer I don't own any of the characters or anything from the movie trilogy.

I so far have one more chapter that I have yet to write but involves using inspiration from my favorite show as a kid. If you have any tips on the story please let me know. I'm not sure how this will look after I post it but hopefully it will be printer friendly though if not let me know and let me know how to make future stories printer friendly.

Thanks, Kate :)

Author's note. I'm no writer and this probably could have been written way better than I have wrote this. This was actually a dream I had last night that felt would have made a great movie or at least a great episode of some anthology of dark stories. I wrote it after waking up so not to forget it and maybe to make edits to it. Please leave your thoughts and comments about it but please be nice. I'm not the best at writing stories.

The Curse of the Black Bow

Our story starts off with a short montage of people finding the cursed weapon and thinking its neat and putting it away to possibly use later.

However, once they let go of the weapon, they quickly die from something horrendous that you'd expect from the Final Destination series or even a Looney Tune episode like checking the road for no cars and then immediately get hit by a car when crossing the street.

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Jake decided to go for a walk. He felt he could use the exercise and wanted to get some fresh air. He is a white guy just a touch over 6 foot tall and weighing about 250 pounds. Blue eyes and naturally brown hair though he keeps it a pretty blonde color and lets it grow out.

"What??? Oh man this bow is wicked cool. Would look awesome with my collection of other weapons I have like my swords, knives, and other bows I have."

He picks up the bow and thinks to go add it to his collection but didn't want to walk all the way back to his house.

"I should show this to Dan. I know he's at work at the convenience store but he could probably take a break. Bet he'll think this is awesome and get jealous."

Dan is stocking products on the shelves when Jake comes in. Dan is about 5 foot 11 inches and a bit heavier than Jake weighing in at 275 pounds. He has brown eyes and dark brown hair and keeps it short.

"Hey Dan check this bow out that I found."

Dan believes he knows what bow that is. "Dude whatever you do, do not let go or put that bow down no matter what. I've heard stories of people who died in very strange and bizarre ways many of which seem would be very painful and what they all had in common was they were seen to have a mysterious and eery looking bow in their possession, whether that be in their home, car or on the ground next to their dead body."

"Dude you're full of shit. You know magic and superstitions and all that are just made up bullshit by people."

"Bullshit you say? Ok check out these pictures of dead bodies. Anything look familiar and in common? Oh hey look! It's the same bow you are holding jackass. Still think it's all just bullshit?"

"Holy fuck. Ok ok maybe you're on to something. I just don't get how all that stuff could even exist."

Jake freaks out and wonders to himself "How long can I hold this item in either of my hands without putting it down. How will I do everyday things? Can I still go to my college classes or my work even? Can I still eat, sleep, use the restroom and shower without ever putting down the bow? Could I even play videogames anymore during down time?"

"Don't worry we will figure this out."

Jake wonders if he thought all of that or unintentionally said it all out loud.

"Hey I'm due for a break anyways. Let's grab some chips and pop and go outside and try to relax and come up with a plan."

Dan takes his break and the two head outside the store but not before buying a couple pops and chips which were rung out by Dan's co-worker Emily, whom Jake always thought was very pretty but too shy and scared to ask her out. Emily is a beautiful redhead standing at 5 foot 5 inches with green eyes and weighing about 145 though she usually tells people 125. She usually has her hair wavy and it sits a few inches below her shoulders almost to her breasts though while at work she often puts it up in a ponytail. Emily notices the black bow but thinks to herself "Hmm.. could it?...nah it can't be."

Dan and Jake eat and drink their snacks during Dan's break. Jake carefully juggling the bow between his hands while eating and drinking his snacks.

Jake asked, "Why is this bow cursed? What makes it so evil?"

"No one truly knows but there are several theories people have. Some say a serial killer who preferred using the bow and arrow killed several people and was then cursed by gypsies to have his soul placed inside the bow forever. Others say the Devil made the bow and left it on Earth to curse innocent souls who come across it. Many don't believe the bow is cursed and say it's just a series of strange coincidences but those people are seriously naive" said Dan.

He continued saying, "Only thing I know for sure is as long as that bow is making contact with you, which doesn't necessarily have to be in your hands but rather say laying on your legs or strapped to your back, you'll stay alive."

Jake goes back inside with Dan after he returns to work and buys some more pop to go. Emily rings him out and asks why he's carrying a bow with him.

"I found it but according to Dan, it may be cursed if you can believe in that sort of thing."

"I knew I recognized that bow. I once was foolish enough to hold the bow as well but luckily I found a way to get rid of it without having it kill me."

Jake at this point was very eager to learn her secret. "How in the world did you get rid of it without...well you know... dying a horrific death?"

She shows him her tattoo of an all seeing eye on the back of her right hand as well as on the underside of her left forearm what looks like a cross between an infinity symbol and an hour glass and has eyes inside of each loop of the symbol.

"With my left hand I held a small bell and rotated it over my right hand with the all seeing eye tattoo and then across my left arm all while saying this chant I learned about online. I'll show you how it looks and sounds with the chant."

Jake was feeling so scared. He knew that no matter how hard he'd try that he'd never be able to learn this chant and hand dance she did.

Emily can tell Jake looked worried and overwhelmed and tells him not to worry that there may be another way but that he should meet her at her house when she is off later in the evening.

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Later on Jake and Dan meet up at Emily's house and she tells him she knew of one other way to destroy it but wasnt sure if it would work but Jake was eager to know.

"I heard if you pee on the bow and say a short chant over and over while peeing on it, the curse of the bow will be broken on the person who was holding it."

"Ok what are we waiting for. I'm gonna use your restroom real quick."

"Not so fast Jake. This all has to be done in a public space for some reason according to my source online. I can only assume because the bow would want the potential for a new victim when it thinks the current victim is going to die thus making the bow slightly volunerable."

"Of course. Silly me. Why would I assume this would be easy to get rid of."

"How about the 3 of us go to this new night club that opened up the other day. In a couple hours it should be packed and all you would need to do is go to a stall and place the bow on the ground in the stall and pee on it while saying the chant."

"Won't doing that mean I'd die fairly quick? After all I could put it down and then slip on my own pee thanks to the curse."

"Well I read if you cover the bow in your shirt you had been wearing all day, momentarily the bow will think you're still possessing it but only for a moment though that should be long enough. I think this is because of the sweat and scent you produced while wearing the shirt."

"Ugh man of all days to wear my rare printed Theory of a Deadman shirt...fine. It beats being dead and never wearing a shirt again. Ok so I wear my shirt and walk in to the restroom then do the chant while I pee should be good though I better bring an extra shirt. Wait how am I expected to walk in with a bow in hand?."

Emily said "Well yeah that's true. You would need to conceal the bow before going in."

"You could wear a hoody over the bow which is on the back of your shirt and have the bow tucked in your jeans though it may feel a bit tight." Dan suggested.

Emily, with a smirk on her face and holding a dress had other ideas. Jake said "Oh hell no. There is no way I'm gonna..."

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Cut to being at the nightclub and standing at a table with drinks, "I cant believe I let you talk me into wearing a dress, heels and makeup."

"You want to get rid of the curse right? Wearing a dress that is loose fitting will help conceal it."

"Yeah but did I really have to wear pantyhose and a bra? Couldn't I have just have worn some shorts and a t-shirt underneath with an extra shirt to wear after peeing and saying the chant?"

"Yeah but where would the fun be in that? I mean look at how pretty you are now and plus hoe often do you get the chance to dress up as a girl without anyone judging you for it. You get the opportunity to dress up with valid reasons. Also, consider it my payment for helping you. I found it so fun to dress you up. Plus now I really feel like I wanna kiss you. I mean I have always been attracted to you but I've always only been into girls so I wanted to see if this could possibly work."

Jake said "Ok but I still don't get why Dan got dressed up."

"Well I agree it would have made more sense for me to join you since I'm you know...a GIRL! However, he made a good point. If I went with you, someone may have thought you were a guy just because you were next to a real girl. I mean it may not have happened but to be safe making you look very girly and make him look like a guy in a dress would make him obvious and would take any suspicion off of you."

After a few drinks they all feel like they need to use the restroom.

"Ok so the two of you go in and then I'll wait about 30 seconds and follow behind. I'll make a scene Dan about how you're pretending to be a girl in the girls room and then Jake should be safe since the bouncer will only see you. It will help ensure there's no suspicion on him."

Emily waits a bit and then follows through with the plan. Dan gets kicked out by the bouncer but thankfully doesn't get Dan's name or see what he really looks like enough to remember him in the future.

Jake takes the bow out of the dress and whispers to himself, "Man I hate that Emily was right but this dress really did conceal the bow very well."

He takes it out off his back and out of the dress and takes out his t-shirt from his...err... Emily's old purse. He figured if he stored it in there while all sweaty, the bow would be confused long enough for the plan to work. He wraps the bow up quickly inside the shirt and places it down. He then sits down because he's in the women's room and then aims just well enough to soak the bow covered shirt in his pee while saying the chant. The bow seems to disappear with some evil looking smoke in the air.

"Hopefully no one else in the restroom noticed. I really hated that I had to do that to this shirt but no way I'm touching that now." He leaves his shirt there since it was covered in pee.

The 3 continue to enjoy the night, Jake even feels like he enjoys wearing a dress and heels.

"Emily, Dan, I wanna admit something to you as well as tell you about a sudden I'm having. When I was around 10 I would try on my mom's clothes when I was home alone. I always thought that was just a phase that many boys at that age go through but something inside me really enjoys all of this and honestly I don't think I wanna go back to dressing as a guy at least not exclusively. Like I don't mind wearing jeans and t-shirts but I wanna wear a dress or skirts too and also I don't wanna be called Jake either."

"I think that is amazing and not just cause of the fact I am into girls...oh please tell me that isn't why you're telling us this."

"What? Oh no. For sure that isn't why. I just really feel like maybe this is the real me and why a part of me has always felt empty inside."

"Well I definitely support you." Emily said.

"Yeah man, um woman? We will always be best friends Jak...um what do I call you?" Dan said.

"I think I prefer the name Kate. It's similar sounding to Jake in a way and it just feels right to me. Also, words like man and dude you can still use because they feel gender neutral in most context as many ciswomen use them."

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Years later Jake legally changed his name and gender and went by Kate Elizabeth Suhr. He...I mean she was now in a relationship with her mutual crush Emily. The 2 were still best friends with Dan who always had their back against anyone who was transphobic or homophobic of the beautiful couple.

Emily kneels down and looks up at her beautiful girlfriend and asks "Kate, we have been together for quite sometime now and I love you so much that it hurts me to think of us not being together. I wanna do everything right and be the woman who you love for the rest of my life. Will you make me one of the 2 happiest women in the world and marry me?" "Oh my God! Yesss baby. I love you so much and was wondering if you'd ever ask. I so wanna be your wife!"

The 2 kiss and eventually get married and knew there was no one better to marry them but their best friend and ally Dan, who got his ordained license online on some site for those in Ohio who want to be ordained for this sort of thing.

The 2 get married and spene the rest of their lives together in happily bliss.

Everything ends in on a happy note...or so they all assumed.

All those years back at the night club after the trio had all left and the place had closed, the bouncer checked to make sure the place was empty of patrons and saw the shirt on the floor.

He went to pick it up with some paper towels because of the pee and was gonna throw it away but noticed the shirt and thought "It's only pee. I can put it in a plastic garbage bag and take it home to wash and dry and it'll be just fine to wear."

He wears the shirt to work the next couple days and does not take it off when going to bed and skips showering in favor of using cologne. After a couple days later though he finally takes it off and puts it in the washer and dryer. He immediately felt strange and had no idea why. As it turned out after Jake, at the time, peed on the bow coverer in the shirt, it did make the bow disappear and break the curse, however, after he left, the curse sunk back down to the floor and into the shirt. Possibly due to Jake's scent. The bouncer wore the shirt to work for a couple days and would soon learn after those 2 days that the shirt was cursed. He'd learn this though the hard way...

The End.