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| wallflower | Fri Sep 2, 2005 8:00 pm Post #1 |
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Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. Thanks to JK for betaing. Clark looked out over the farm and watched as the oncoming dawn bathed the land in an orange glow. He normally wasn’t up at this time, but his mind was restless and prevented him from getting much sleep. He was now sitting in his loft thinking about everything that had happened in the recent past. A lot had happened, and it had all started with him running away from his problems. He had learned since then that wasn’t the way to deal with your problems. But he thought at the time he couldn’t face all of those problems, so he had voluntarily exposed himself to red kryptonite and run off to New York. He had ended up meeting a new friend that helped him out in more than one way. But everything about his trip didn’t have a happy ending. He had also lost a friend because of it. He thought about Lex, and how he had reacted to finding out about him. He shivered slightly despite the warm sun that was now streaming in through the window. Clark was broken out of his reverie when he felt a hand out of his shoulder. “I didn’t see you inside, and I wanted to come and check on you. I saw you shiver, Clark. Are you okay?” “Yeah, mom. I’m fine.” He looked down and saw the look of concern on his mother’s face. “I was just thinking about Lex.” “Come over here Clark and sit down.” Martha instructed as she led Clark to the nearby couch. “I’m sorry you lost a friend, Clark” Martha said lovingly. “But you saw how Lex reacted when he found out, and that is why we were afraid for you to tell anyone.” “I know,” Clark sighed. “It's just he was upset that I didn’t tell him and that I lied to him, not that I’m different.” “I know, sweetie.” Martha replied softly. “I know you want to tell everyone and not have to lie. But in your case, it is just necessary sometimes.” Clark turned so that he was now facing his mother and instead of sitting directly beside her. Martha noticed he seemed a little nervous and wondered what was coming. “Speaking of people finding out….” Clark paused for a moment and saw his mother’s eyebrow was raised. “I don’t think that it is a good idea that you tell Lana.” Clark instantly replied. “No, that’s not it.” He paused a took a breath before replying “It's Chloe.” Martha was surprised by his reaction and the speed with which he gave it. “You want to tell Chloe?” Clark became nervous again as he answered. ”No, she already knows.” He cringed slightly as he waited for her reaction. “How does she know? Did you tell her? When did she find out?” “She figured it out herself, well part of it, and just recently.” Clark said, answering all of his mother’s questions. “How did she figure it out and what part did you tell her?” Martha asked concerned. “Actually, several things lead her to figure it out. She overheard part of a conversation I had with Peter, and she kinda saw me do something.” Martha eyed Clark “What do you mean by she kinda saw you do something?” “I left indents in a metal chair, where I had pushed down on the arms as I was getting out of it. I didn’t know I had done it at the time, because that was the beginning of the flares.” “So, what did Chloe say when she told you what she had seen and heard?” “She thought that I had been affected by the meteors just like a lot of other people in town. Then she told me that I didn’t need to be embarrassed because I was still human.” Clark sighed before continuing. “So I just told her the whole truth.” Martha knew how hearing something like that, even meant in a nice way, would affect her son. She knew that Chloe wouldn't use the knowledge about her son against him like Lex would, but having someone else know the secret was always worrisome to his parents because of the burden that knowledge brought with it. Martha was also concerned about what her reaction had been and if that was also part of the reason Clark had been sitting out here by himself. “How did she take the news?” Clark smiled as he looked at his mother. “Amazingly well, she didn’t freak out or get mad or anything that you would expect. She just said it must have been hard to grow up like that and not be able to tell anyone. I told her that I always had you and dad to talk to.” Martha was impressed. She knew just by the way the girl acted that she had feelings for her son, but she never imagined that the girl would be able to handle a revelation like this so calmly. “How are you handling this?” “The last thing I want to do is to put Chloe in any danger, like Pete was at one time.” Clark said seriously, then smiled. ”But it feels good that he knows and I don’t have to come up with weird excuses for my behavior.” “I’m glad it worked out so well for both of you.” Martha answered. Clark looked at her uncertain. “Really? You’re not upset?” Martha smiled. “No, I just want you to be happy.” “So, are you going to help me with telling dad?” Clark asked and tried to give her his best puppy dog eyes. “Oh, no. That’s not going to work on me.” Martha teased. “Oh, come on, Mom,” Clark pleaded. “You can’t make me tell him by myself.” “Alright, alright.” Martha said throwing up her hands, smiling at her son. “Thanks mom, you’re the best.” “So, are you coming in now?” Martha asked as she got up from the couch. “Yeah, I’m coming.” ------------ "You did what?” Jonathan exclaimed. “I told Chloe everything.” Clark said trying to remain calm. “She had already figured out most of it already before I even said a word to her.” Peter then piped up. “In his defense Mr. Kent, she figured out about me also and I’ve only been here a very short time.” Jonathan turned to Peter, equally concerned about him. “She found out about you? How? You’re not worried about that?” Peter scratched his head, not sure if his explanation would help the current situation. “She kinda saw me use my webbing, did some research and found out it was me.” Peter said before continuing. “But I’m not worried about her knowing. I trust her.” Martha decided it was it was time for her to join in the discussion. “I don’t think there is any reason to worry about Chloe.” “How are you so calm about this?” Jonathan asked baffled. Martha reached out and placed her hand on Jonathan’s arm reassuringly. “Clark and I talked earlier in the loft.” Jonathan was hurt in a way that his son hadn’t come to him and confided in him first, and that he was the last to find out about this. But he tried not to show his feelings on his face. Clark saw the wounded look that flashed across his father’s face. “Mom just came out to the barn and asked me first.” He then added with a bit of a wry smile. “Besides, I thought I maybe could get her to help me tell you.” “Conned into helping is more like it.” Martha said turning to Clark before turning back to Jonathan. “You should have seen the look he was giving me. Did you give him lessons on how to charm a lady?” Jonathan smiled despite the situation. “I didn’t have to give him lessons, dear. Charm is just a Kent trait.” “Oh, really?” Martha replied playfully. “Do you think you are charming enough to help me with the dishes?” “Certainly, my lady.” Jonathan picked up Martha’s hand, kissing it gingerly. Clark and Peter looked at each other, not sure what to make of this scene. “Um… we are going to go outside now.” |
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| Knight/m | Sat Sep 3, 2005 5:54 pm Post #2 |
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A nice start to the sequel…with Chloe knowing life is gonna get a little easier for CK & Peter to handle…but the Lex knowing is the juicy part…I really want to see where you take this and I say go for it… Intrigue… Intrigue… :evil3: :D |
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| wallflower | Mon Oct 3, 2005 8:26 pm Post #3 |
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Ch 2 Jonathan busied himself washing the breakfast dishes, trying to get his mind off the conversation they had just had over breakfast. He knew he shouldn’t feel bad about being the last one to find out, but he did. He couldn’t help but feel hurt in a way. He thought Clark felt like he could tell him anything, but apparently that wasn’t the case. “Jonathan, I think that plate is clean now.” Martha teased softly. “What? “ Jonathan answered the far-away look fading from his eyes. He then looked down at the dish he was absently scrubbing. “Oh, here you go.” “The fact that Clark told me first is bothering you, isn’t it.” Martha said. Jonathan tried to ignore her question by reaching for another piece to wash. “Don’t try to shrug it off you were washing that last plate for about five minutes.” Jonathan looked slightly embarrassed he hadn’t realized he had been so caught up in his own thoughts. “I couldn’t sleep this morning so I got up to check on everyone.” Martha started. “I didn’t see Clark in his room, so I went out to the barn to check on him. He was just standing there looking at the sunrise; then I saw him shiver.” Jonathan instantly looked worried upon hearing this. He didn’t know why Clark would be shivering. “Is he okay?” “Yeah, he says he fine.” Martha answered soothingly. “He said he was just thinking about Lex. I think this whole ordeal with Lex is really affected him. He said Lex wasn’t upset about Clark being different, but that he lied to him.” Jonathan gave her a sympathetic look as he answered, “I know Clark hates to lie to people, but is just necessary in his case. He just can’t go around telling everyone.” He handed a glass to Martha before continuing. “I’m surprised you weren’t more concerned about him telling Chloe.” “You’ve seen how she looks at Clark. She would do anything to help him.” Martha put the now dry glass in the cupboard. “Something else interesting happened while I was talking to Clark earlier.” Jonathan raised an eyebrow. What else could have happened? “When Clark mentioned telling someone, I assumed he meant Lana.” Martha answered taking another plate from Jonathan. “I told him I didn’t think it was a good idea. He instantly replied back that wasn’t who he was talking about.” “That certainly is unusual.” Martha had a twinkle in her eye as she continued, ”I think our son’s heart may be changing course.” ------------- Peter and Clark settled into the loft area. Peter’s ribs were healing but they were still quite sore. Walking up the stairs was still not a very easy task, but he had accomplished it without too much effort. They had been talking for a little while before Peter brought up the subject of Lex. “What are you going to do about Lex? You can’t avoid him forever. This isn’t exactly New York City out here.” “I don’t know.” Clark shook his head. “I guess that is a curse of a small town.” Clark decided to change the subject, it was still painful to him. “What are you going to do about Harry?” Peter had completely forgotten about Harry for a while with all the things that had happened since his visit here. “He’s getting the care he needs now. Hopefully, when he gets out we can be friends again.” “You doubt that is possible though, don’t you.” Clark stated. “Yeah,” Peter shook his head sadly. “I didn’t have time to explain that he was wrong about what happened to his father because MJ was in danger. I don’t know if he would believe him even if I told him. He says been so angry at Spiderman for so long, I don’t know if he can let it go.” “I hope it works out for you.” Clark answered just as a car could be heard driving into the driveway. A few moments later Pete bounded up the stairs into the loft with a wide grin plastered across his face. Clark had to smile at the look on his friend’s face. “What’s got you in such a good mood today?” “I just had to come over here and tell you that I went out on a date last night with Erica Johnson last night.” He then turned to Peter, “She is only one of the hottest girls in Smallville.” Peter laughed and then grabbed his side groaning slightly, “Oh, don’t make me laugh.” Pete got a confused look on his face and began looking between Peter and Clark for an answer. “I had a bad encounter with a metal pole and my ribs paid the price.” “What happened?” Pete asked concerned. “Our trip over to Lex’s didn’t exactly go the way we planned it,” Clark responded. “It went the way he did.” “You mean he set you up?” Pete asked his voice rising in anger. “I’ve tried to tell you about him, man.” “Pete calm down and we’ll tell you about it.” Clark said motioned with his hands for Pete to sit down. Pete’s eyes went wide as he listened. After Peter and Clark were finished Pete was silent for a moment before asking. “What happened to Eric?” Clark and Peter lowered their eyes and were quiet for a moment. Clark finally answered, “I don’t know, when we left he was unconscious. I don’t know if he….” “Man, you can’t feel bad about that.” Pete stated seeing they way Clark acted. “Eric was crazy and came after you.” “I know, Pete.” Clark sighed. “I still can’t help feeling somewhat responsible.” “And you actually think Lex set it all up?” Pete asked uncertain. “Yeah,” Clark responded dejected. “I know he did. I confronted him about it.” Pete looked at Clark anxiously “And.. what happened?” Clark sighed heavily. He knew Pete was going to get upset. “I found out Lex knows .” “What?” Pete nearly screamed as he suddenly stood up. “How?” Clark looked up at Pete. ”He saw Peter and I fight in New York.” “Oh, man. That’s bad” Pete said his face dropping as he fell back into the chair. “He doesn’t know about the Green K?” Pete asked cautiously. “Does he?” Clark didn’t even look at Pete as he answered he just nodded his head. Peter knew this was a sensitive subject, but he thought that Pete should know. “Clark, tried to get out without telling Lex anything and he didn’t take it to well.” “He didn’t…” Pete said looking at Peter. “Yeah.” “What are you going to do?” Peter asked Clark worriedly. “I don’t know.” Author's Note: As this story is still a work in progress any suggestions on how you think the story should go are appreciated. :D |
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| Renee | Tue Oct 4, 2005 6:10 am Post #4 |
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Nice job, wallflower! :) |
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| Knight/m | Tue Oct 4, 2005 7:37 am Post #5 |
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Good update :D …I say go for the unexpected…I’m interested in Lex’s next move maybe some black-K could help you establish a beginning or a means for the end to Lex knowledge... :well: |
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| wallflower | Fri Oct 7, 2005 8:29 pm Post #6 |
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Ch 3 Thanks to Lex for betaing this. It had been a quiet few days in Smallville. Peter had headed back to New York and Clark had just hung around the farm obeying his father’s request. Now, school had started back and Clark was headed toward the Talon to help Chloe with a history report. He was enjoying the peaceful stroll looking at the various people going in and out of the shops as he walked past. The tranquility of the moment ended as he opened up the door to the Talon, which was bustling with activity and chatter. He saw Chloe wave at him from a booth where she already had books and papers spread out over it. Clark sat his bookbag down. “Hey, Chloe. How’s it going?” “Okay.” Chloe looked around at all the stuff spread around her. “I’m now trying to sort through what I printed off earlier and see how much of it will be helpful.” Clark spied Chloe’s empty coffee cup. “Would you like me to get you a refill?” Clark gestured toward the cup. “I was going to get me something.” Chloe’s eyes lit up. “That would be wonderful. Thanks, Clark.” “You want your usual?” “Please,” Chloe responded politely before looking back down at her book as Clark turned back towards the counter. “I would like a refill for this, it’s a mocha cappuccino and one more for me,” Clark turned his back to the door and looked around at the people inside, his eyes finally resting on Chloe, and smiled. He didn’t notice anyone walk in and after paying for his drink, he turned facing Lex who had a sour look on his face. Clark’s smile instantly faded. “Hi, Lex.” Clark tried very hard to sound friendly. Lex didn’t say anything; he just glared at Clark. “Lex, I’m sorry.” Clark said sincerely. “Don’t Clark,” Lex snapped. “You made your decision. Now please get out of my way.” Clark turned and headed towards Chloe who had looked up just in time to see the confrontation. Chloe saw the hurt look on Clark’s face. “What was that all about?” “I really don’t want to talk about it Chloe” Chloe wanted to know what happened, but decided to let the subject drop for now. They got into studying and Clark slowly forgot about his run-in with Lex. As time went on Clark began to sneak glances over at Chloe when she wasn’t aware. “Well, that is all I can do for now.” Chloe said stifling a yawn. “My brain is fried and I don’t think I can consume any more caffeine.” Clark smiled, then spontaneously asked, “You want to see a movie tomorrow night?” Chloe’s eyes got big. His brain must be fried too. When Chloe didn’t answer him immediately his face dropped as he stammered “If you don’t want to go… I understand.” “I would love to go” she replied smiling at him. Clark returned her smile with one that was even bigger. The next day Chloe sat at her computer in the Torch office, curiosity had gotten the better of her and she wanted to know what was going on with Lex. What had happened that was so bad Lex wouldn’t even speak to Clark now and he wouldn’t tell her about it. She pressed the keys, figuring out the best way to crack the Luthor computer codes. Finally she was in. She quickly went to a section that was restricted, knowing that would be where the information she seeked would be. She saw a video filed that was dated for a little over a week ago and clicked on it. Her breath caught in her throat at the image on the screen. It was Clark and he looked to be only semi-conscious but was looking up at someone. The mysterious figure then stepped to where she could recognize that it was Eric. He watched in horror as the scene played out before her eyes. The screen went black as the video ended and she sat stunned at what she had seen. That would certainly explain why there would be a tension between them, Chloe thought. But why was Lex the one that was upset while Clark was the one apologizing, it seemed the roles should be reversed if Lex was the one behind it. How could Lex do that to someone who was supposed to be a good friend. It just didn’t make sense. That had to be more going on that she didn’t know about. She clicked on another video that had a more recent date. Her eyes got wide as she watched the unfolding action. “I’ve got to tell Clark about this.” She whispered. Then an alarm bell went off in her head. Clark! I’m supposed to go to the movies with him tonight. She glanced up at the clock; it was already getting late. She was going to have to hurry if she was going to make it in time. She quickly grabbed her bag and exited the room forgetting to turn off the computer. Lex sauntered into his office and walked over to his bottle of Brandy and took a swig, standing there for a moment before heading over to his desk. He softly sat down and turned his attention to the laptop that was currently on his desk. A red warning flag quickly got his attention. He clicked on it quickly to see what the problem was. “So, someone decided to go snooping around in my files.” His features turned cold when he saw what it was that had been breached. He made a few more stokes of the keyboard and saw that the connection was still open. After a minute more an identity was established. Lex pulled out his cell phone smugly. “Harvey, I have something I need you to take care of.” |
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| Knight/m | Sat Oct 8, 2005 5:26 pm Post #7 |
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:evil3: Oh yeah... :evil3: I so want more... :evil3: good update... |
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| wallflower | Mon Oct 10, 2005 11:26 am Post #8 |
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Chloe had thoroughly enjoyed the evening. The movie had been good, even if it did take them a while to choose which one to see. They had settled on a drama written by one of Chloe’s favorite authors. They were now slowly walking down the street and talking. Chloe knew she needed to bring up what she had seen but didn’t want to ruin their perfect evening. Clark noticed that Chloe’s attention was now somewhere far away. “Chloe what’s going on in there?” He motioned toward her head. “Huh?” “You look like your mind is a million miles away. What’s up?” Clark saw the slightly embarrassed and unsure look on Chloe’s face. “I didn’t want to say anything.” “When do you not want to say anything?” Clark teased, trying to keep the mood light. Chloe stuck her tongue at him before answering. “Curiosity got the best of me again.” “Why am I not surprised?” Clark said shaking his head. “What did you do this time?” “I wanted to know what happened between you and Lex to cause what happened yesterday at the Talon.” She saw Clark instantly tense up at the mention of his name. “So, I did some snooping in his computer.” “What did you see?” “I saw your encounter with Eric at the mansion.” She looked up to see how he would react. Clark lowered his eyes. That wasn’t something he wanted to think about or for her to see. Chloe saw the downward turn in his mood. “I didn’t want to upset you, Clark.” Clark shook his head, “Its okay, Chloe. I now know you didn’t mean to.” She hesitantly proceeded on with her questioning. “That’s not all that happened between the two of you, is it? Did Lex have a part in what I saw?” Clark sighed. “No, that’s not all. Yes, Lex had a part in it.” Chloe looked up at him sympathetically as he continued. “Lex and I had a confrontation at the mansion after that. We were both mad. Lex confronted me with the fact that he had seen me use my abilities. When I wouldn’t tell him the whole truth he used a green meteor rock on me. Clark saw the very confused look on Chloe’s face. “That’s the one thing that can make me weak.” “Oh, I am so sorry Clark,” Chloe spoke gently. “I had no idea.” They walked on for a moment neither one saying anything before Chloe finally broke the silence. “I found something else on the computer…. It is definitely Wall of Weird material.” “What is it?” “It has to do with Lex.” Chloe stopped talking when she saw Clark turn his head away from her. “What is it?” Clark had heard the unmistakable sound of a gun discharging and saw a projectile flying through the air towards them. Instinctively he wrapped himself around Chloe forming a human shield. It was only after impact that he realized that she had not been the intended target as pain shot through his shoulder and began to spread throughout his body. Clark groaned and fell forward catching Chloe off guard. “Clark? Clark?” Panic was rising in her at the glassy appearance his eyes had taken. He limply fell toward the ground since Chloe could not support his weight. She tried as best as she could to keep his fall from being too hard and then saw a dart protruding from his back. She quickly pulled it out noticing a green tinted liquid on her fingers. Her mind instantly went back to what Clark had just told her. “Oh, no. Clark, come on. You have to stay with me. I’ve got to get you some help.” “I would be more worried about myself right now, than your friend.” Chloe turned to see a mask covering the face the voice had come from. She was Chloe steeled herself against what was about to come. She was not going anywhere, not with the condition Clark was in. She couldn’t leave him after all the times he had helped her. Chloe valiantly tried to fight off the attacker, but she was quickly thwarted and a cloth was placed over her nose and mouth. The last thing Clark saw before passing out was Chloe’s form being dragged away. |
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| Snarky | Mon Oct 10, 2005 4:08 pm Post #9 |
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Wow! Mystery, intrigue, Chlark...what more could we need. Nice job Amy. Have you considered a non-Latin title for the story? |
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| Knight/m | Mon Oct 10, 2005 6:09 pm Post #10 |
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Yeah woohoo WF :clap: … this is getting exciting…more please… :P: |
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| wallflower | Mon Oct 10, 2005 6:27 pm Post #11 |
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No, got any ideas? I just did that for the second and third because the first was Latin. It means to confront or oppose. Glad y'all are liking it. :D |
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| Knight/m | Tue Oct 11, 2005 6:28 pm Post #12 |
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So um…make the updates quicker… :bidea: or you know who comes out :chainsaw: :p |
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| wallflower | Tue Oct 18, 2005 7:18 am Post #13 |
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ch 5 Thanks to SVCG. Martha sat up in bed and looked at the digital clock on the nightstand next to her. Its digital numbers displayed 12:00. Why wasn’t Clark home? It wasn’t like him to stay out like this. He never stayed out past his curfew, she didn’t know why he didn’t call if he was going to be late. She looked over at Jonathan who had fallen asleep looking at a Farm Catalogue. She gently nudged him gently, “Jonathan, wake up. Wake up.” Jonathan groggily opened his eyes. “What … What time is it?” “Its midnight Jonathan.” “Why aren’t you asleep?” Jonathan said slowly waking up. “I’m worried.” Jonathan, now fully awake, repositioned himself so that he could comfortably talk to Martha. “What’s worrying you?” “Clark’s not home yet and my mother’s intuition is telling me something is just not right.” Jonathan looked at Martha and saw the worry etched on her face but tried not show any worry in return. “Has he called?” “No,” Martha answered, shaking her head. “Do you think we should call Gabe and see if Chloe made it home?” “Not until we know that there is something that we need to worry about.” “Okay, where do you think we should start to look for him?” Jonathan said, beginning to get out of bed. “He said that he and Chloe were going to see a movie, so I think we should start there.” ***** Jonathan drove the old truck towards town while Martha scanned the road for any sign of Clark. He reached out a hand and gently rubbed Martha’s. “I’m sure he’s fine and is going to have a very good reason for not coming home.” He tried to convince her of that even though he also felt that there was something wrong. Suddenly Martha screamed, “Jonathan stop!” Jonathan quickly stopped the truck and looked at Martha was looking at. Illuminated by the truck’s headlights he saw Clark laying face down on the sidewalk. Jonathan’s face paled at the sight. Martha yanked the door open as Jonathan threw the vehicle into park. They ran over to their son’s prone form. “Jonathan, what happened to him? Is he….okay?” Jonathan leaned down toward Clark. “He’s breathing… slowly.” Jonathan tried to see if there was anything around that he would need to move to help his son. The only thing he saw was a dart laying nearby. He looked and saw a small stain on the back of Clark’s shirt. He carefully placed the dart in his pocket. “Come on, Martha. Help me get him in the truck.” Jonathan placed one arm around his shoulders and Martha did the same. But, Clark’s height made it where he was more being dragged than carried back to the vehicle. As soon as they got him inside the truck Martha began to stroke Clark’s hair, “Oh, baby.” She couldn’t help but notice how clammy he felt to her touch. ******** After they got Clark inside the house, they gently placed him on the couch. Jonathan tore the shirt to see what kind of wound Clark had. He saw a very inflmmed hole that was rimmed in red with dark green lines extending out from it in every direction. “Jonathan, what do we do?” Martha asked very worried. Jonathan laid Clark down flat on the couch. His breathing hadn’t changed any yet. “I don’t know. We may have to wait it out.” Martha noticed in the light of their house how red Clark’s cheeks were. She bent down and felt his forehead. “Jonathan, he’s burning up.” “Maybe, that’s his body’s way of getting rid of the poison.” Jonathan said, trying to grasp for answers and someway to comfort his wife and himself. “Go get a cold bath cloth and I’ll get some dressing to put over the wound.” Martha came back with the bath cloth and when she placed it on his forehead she realized that Clark was shaking. Small tremors seemed to be running throughout his whole body. Martha wanted to cry at the helpless feeling she felt not knowing what to do to help. So, she began to slowly rub Clark’s arms as if to force the tremors away by sure will. After several minutes, the tremors seemed to subside. She stood up and walked over to Jonathan and he wrapped her up in his arms as she began to cry softly. “Shhh… Martha.” Jonathan replied soothingly. “Clark’s a fighter. He’s going to be just fine.” |
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| Knight/m | Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:05 am Post #14 |
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Woohoo... :woohoo: some TC... I don't know whether to do this :sob: or this…:evil3: :heehee: great update WF :coolyo: ... I'm hooked...more please :hi5: |
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| wallflower | Thu Oct 20, 2005 3:23 pm Post #15 |
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This one is short, but I decided to go ahead an post this much. ch 6 Chloe opened her eyes slowly. She had a splitting headache. She reached up to try and rub her temples to see if that might cause the pounding to cease. Chloe then noticed there was resistance when she tried to move her arm. She looked down to see chains were attached to her. Her breathing quickened with panic, as the events of last night came back to her. “Chloe, try and calm down. You’re going to hyperventilate.” Chloe jumped at the sound of the voice and turned to see where it was coming from. She saw Lex sitting on the ground also tied up. Chloe tried to get her breathing under control, she knew she was not going to get out of this situation by panicking. “Ah, I see we have joined the land of the living again.” Chloe turned again as another figure appeared from the shadows. Chloe’s eyes got bigger at the sight of the new arrival. It was one thing to see a video of something; it was completely different to experience first hand. “Haven’t you ever heard the expression curiosity killed the cat, Miss Sullivan?” He stepped toward her menacingly. “Leave her alone.” Lex shouted at his mirror image. “Why? “ Alexander questioned walking toward Lex. “She went snooping in our personal archive. You know I can’t let that happen without any repercussions.” Alexander saw the disgusted look on Lex’s face. “And don’t act like you wouldn’t have done anything. You know you would have.” Alexander walked back toward Chloe who had a look of sheer defiance on her face. She was terrified but she was not going to let this guy see it. Alexander laughed. “I wouldn’t be so smug. I doubt your friend Clark is going to be able to help you out of this one.” “What did you do to him?” Lex yelled angrily. “I just made sure he wouldn’t be an obstacle in procuring Miss Sullivan here.” Alexander smiled at Chloe before turning back to Lex. “Why would you care anyway? Hmmmm. Didn’t you end that friendship? Why are you all of a sudden worried about his well being? What exactly did you think you happen when you left Eric alone in the mansion? Then lets not forget what happened when he confronted you about it. Boy, that was good.” Lex just glared up at his counterpart, but didn’t say anything. “What? No witty response,” Alexander goaded. “I would have expected more. But then again I never expect much from you. You hardly ever do anything, you say these people are your friends. We don’t have to worry about that anymore. I’m not going to let that stop me.” “You underestimate who you are dealing with,” Chloe spoke determinely. “Clark will find us.” Alexander smiled like a feral animal. “I hope he does.” He then turned back and faded back into the shadows. |
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| Knight/m | Thu Oct 20, 2005 7:43 pm Post #16 |
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:evil3: yes...yes...*Maniacal laughter* :evil3: very cool WF...more... :P: |
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| Snarky | Tue Oct 25, 2005 4:32 pm Post #17 |
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Nice job, Amy! Good detail and suspense. |
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| wallflower | Thu Nov 3, 2005 2:53 pm Post #18 |
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This chapter comes to you with great help from SVCrystalGreen. There was obscurity clouding this consciousness. There was something pushing him to awake but it was weak not strong enough against the dark hold. Yet as time went on it began to grow, soon it became a strong light filling his mind until… Clark opened his bleary eyes against the bright sun streaming in through the window. He blinked several times to try as his eyes tried to get adjusted to the light. Once he did as his vision somewhat settled then his sleeping parents caught his attention. Both were asleep in the chairs across the room. He watched them for a while still trying to get unaccustomed to his being awake. Soon, he glanced down and saw that he wasn't wearing a shirt and was covered up with a blanket. His mind felt foggy and he presumed that he must have fallen asleep on the couch the night before. But, why would his parents have sat up with him and fallen asleep in the chairs instead of going to their room? ‘Mom would have woken me up and told me to go into my own bed.’ So his presumption had to be incorrect. He tried to search through with his aching head so as to remember what really happened the previous night. ‘Movie with Chloe and then…’ He reached and felt of his shoulder, hoping that what had come as a memory was untrue and yet as he touched his shoulder he felt the dressing covering it. He grimaced either from pain or from the dread that was filling his stomach. This was definitely real. It hadn’t just been a nightmare. More importantly, he needed to get up somehow and find out where she was. Gathering his strength Clark tried to push himself into an upright position on the couch. However, the movement caused his head to pound and his shoulder to throb. Helplessly, a small grunt escaped from the effort as he wearily rubbed his head with his good arm. Martha instantly roused at the noise. Opening her eyes, she saw her son sitting trying to sit up with no luck. She rushed over, exclaiming. “Clark! How are you feeling, sweetie?” “I-I’m okay, Mom,” his voice sounded flatter than he intended, perhaps even croaky, this partially giving away the fact that he wasn’t as fine as he stated. Martha gave him a serious look one he that told him he was getting out of this. “I saw you rubbing your head.” “I’ve just got a small headache,” Clark tried to give one of his normal bright smiles, but it only came out halfway, in reality his head was pounding furiously. Jonathan now joined Martha and opened his mouth to say something as the phone began to ring. He looked over at it slightly annoyed, deep down he wanted nothing more than to stay with his son. However as he looked at Clark almost grimace then gingerly rub his head, he decided to answer it due to the persistent noise, that almost surely only adding to Clark’s headache. Clark watched his father walk away before turning back to his Mother, who sat down beside him, looking down at him as he lay. “How did I end up back here?” he asked quietly. “We found you face down on the sidewalk,” Martha paused, brushing away a stray hair from Clark’s face. Clark could hear her give a small sniff as if she was trying to contain herself. “You really gave us a scare last night. First one minute you would be burning up with fever, the next you would be shivering with cold, even after we turned up all the heating.” Martha sighed clearly distraught by her son’s condition the previous night, while the young man looked away a little guilty for having caused his Mother to worry so much. In turned he sighed and looked at the blanket and noticed that it was damp. Martha also noticed that the blanket needed to be changed. “Here, let me get another blanket for you.” She picked up the soiled blanket, placing it on top of the stack that had formed during the many hours of watching over the boy. She got a fresh one then rested it over Clark’s lower torso. Just then, Jonathan returned to the living room with a serious look on his face. “That was, Gabe. Chloe didn’t come home last night.” Clark’s heart started to pound and his headache got worse at what his Father was saying. Jonathan exhaled slowly. “What happened last night, son?” Clark paused gathering his thoughts. “Chloe and I were walking down the sidewalk after the movie and she told me she had hacked into Lex’s security videos.” Clark looked between his parents before continuing. “She saw what happened at the mansion with Eric, she also saw something else.” “What else was there?” Jonathan asked cautiously. There was no telling what Chloe could have stumbled onto. Clark shook his head despondently. “I don’t know. She was about to tell me when I heard a gun go off. I tried to shield her from it. A masked man took her away. Next thing I remember is waking up here.” Clark knew what his dad was probably thinking. “You think Lex did this,” he said it in a neutral tone, more as a matter of fact than an accusation. “Well, he is the obvious suspect,” Jonathan remarked a little too quickly. “Dad, I know Lex and I aren’t friends anymore, but I don’t think he would do this.” Clark looked up at his father with pleading eyes. He just couldn’t believe that Lex would do something like this. But, then he also couldn’t have believed that Lex would have turned on him when he confronted him at the mansion. Jonathan saw the look in Clark’s eyes and decided not to push the subject any further. His son was still getting over the confrontation and in Clark’s condition he didn’t need to add to the situation. “If it’s not Lex, then someone else knows about you. I like that scenario even less.” “I know…” he paused in mid groan, “…Dad.” Clark absently moved his shoulder around, trying to work the pain out of it. Jonathan watched Clark and his anger at Lex or whoever it might be was replaced with concern for his son. “How’s your shoulder?” Clark then realized what he had been doing, felt sheepish. “Its fine,” he said quietly, a little less conviction that he wanted. “Let me see it.” Jonathan obviously didn’t believe him. Clark tried to back away from his father. “Clark, let your Father have a look at it,” Martha gently cajoled. Clark didn’t want him to touch it, then he’d know just how sore it really was, and that would only add to the worry that his parents were already feeling. But Clark really didn’t have the energy do anything else, so he obediently turned to allow Jonathan access to the dressing. Clark grimaced and sucked in air as Jonathan began to remove the bandaging, his shoulder flaring up at being touched. Martha shared of look of concern with Jonathan at Clark’s reaction. She had hoped when Clark woke up this morning that he would be completely healed, but that didn’t seem to be the case. Jonathan was relieved to see that the wound didn’t look nearly as bad as it had when he first saw it. The dark green lines had faded to a much lighter hue and it had lost some of the angry, red inflamed look. The dressing was going to have to be changed, though. And Clark was still in pain, but Jonathan hoped at least that it would get better. “Well?” Clark questioned slightly nervous, wincing a tad his shoulder feeling more tender now that it was exposed. He hadn’t seen what it looked like yet. “It looks better than it did last night,” Jonathan answered, trying to sound upbeat. “Clark, why don’t you go take a shower and then I’ll put another dressing on it.” “Is that really necessary? Do you really think I need to?” All Clark wanted to do was get up and find Chloe. “Just to be on the safe side.” “Dad, what about Chloe? I have to go and find her.” He started to get up quickly and swayed on his feet slightly. Jonathan grabbed Clark to steady him and pushed him back onto the chair with ease. That very fact made him worry even more so. “Son, you are in no condition to go after anyone right now. You can hardly stand up.” Clark knew he was right, but didn’t want it admit it out loud. He lowered his head a tad and said to his feet, slightly embarrassed. “I just got caught up in the blanket.” “Clark, I want you to hear me.” Jonathan countered sternly, knowing he had to shake some sense into the boy. Clark looked up a little taken aback by his Father’s tone. “I know you want to go out this minute and find Chloe, but you have no idea even where to start looking. You are going to have to let the police handle this.” Jonathan placed a hand on either side of Clark’s shoulder. “I’ll help you upstairs and then please take a shower, by then your mother will have some breakfast for you.” Clark nodded his head reluctantly, he was going to find Chloe but he knew he was going to have to do some digging first. That would have to wait until at least after breakfast. |
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| Knight/m | Thu Nov 3, 2005 3:20 pm Post #19 |
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Good update... :D you added a little more TC torture here and there :evil3: … :heehee: :coolyo: |
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| Anne | Thu Nov 3, 2005 7:32 pm Post #20 |
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Good story! :D :bounce: :grouphug: *Anne* |
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