Perry having agreed to allow Clark to head to Smallville to write about the story of what was going on a Wayne Irig's farm, where they had kicked him off and digging up his place. Getting into town, Clark remember the festival that was going on throughout the town, as he headed to it knowing his parents usually helped out. Everyone greeted him when they saw him, as Clark got him something to drink before finding his dad cooking, and mom shopping around buying some corn. Giving both his parents a huge, they all enjoyed the rest of the day before heading home that afternoon. Later that night while Martha, was in the kitchen while Jonathan and Clark was in the living room. They were talking about the feds that were up at the Irig's place, as Clark was trying to learn more information for his story.

That's when Jonathan shook his head, "Their not looking for pesticides up there at Irig's son."

"Why do you think they are there dad?" questioned Clark.

"Follow me and I will show you." stated Jonathan as he headed outside.

Clark followed his dad out to their shed as they turned on the lights entering the building. As Jonathan headed to the back, he continued to talk, "Wayne had found a rock on his property and sent a piece off to the lab for testing. He gave me the rest for safe keeping when he found out feds were coming onto his place."

"But why dad tear up the farm looking for just a rock?" asked Clark.

"Well the lab believes its a metorite, Wayne figured it was worth money, and plus since it was close to the spot where we found you, we thought it could be related." Jonathan continued talking as he pulled a big square box out from behind some bikes hanging up.

However before Jonathan could open the box, Clark heard the cries for help knowing he had to go. Telling his dad he be back in few minutes, Clark spinned changing into Superman before flying off to save the person in trouble. After saving the person, Clark came back flying down to the shed. Unknown to Clark and his parents, Trask that man who wanted Superman dead had been outside the shed watching as Clark went in and Superman came out, then returning as Trask realized Clark was superman. Coming up silently near the shed, Trask was able to look in as Clark remained in the superman suit.

Clark came up beside his dad as the box was placed on the table. Slowly Jonathan opened the box revealing a large green glowing rock. Almost instantly Clark's hand went to his head then down to his stomach as a huge pain went from the top of his head all the way down to his feet. Unable to stand it, Clark was doubled over in pain. Trask opened his mouth in shock as he watched Superman instantly become sick when the green rock was revealed. Instantly, Trask had a plan forming in his mind as he slowly walked away pulling out his phone, calling for a truck and some men along with rope. Hanging up the phone, Trask went back to the shed watching what happened next.

"Dad...dad...I'm feeling kind of strange." Clark moaned.

Jonathan didn't turn around but kept a watch on the rock, "What, do you think it could be this?" Jonathan asked before turning around to notice Clark's pained reaction.

Before he could move, Clark collapsed onto the pile of feed they had stacked up. Jonathan moved beside his son, noticing Clark was out cold. Taking his hand, Jonathan turned Clarks face to look at him, noticing a pain expression on him.

"Son..son what's wrong..." Jonathan tried to wake him, but to no avail, "Martha!" Jonathan screamed to his wife hoping she would get there quickly as she could.

Trask hearing the man call for his wife, moved back into the darkness of the shadows waiting until the woman appeared and entered the shed. Almost in seconds, Martha entered the shack, a shocked expression coming over her as she spotted her husband bending over her son. Coming to her husbands side, she instantly looked over her son.

"What happened?" asked Martha.

"I don't know, he was fine until I opened that box showing the rock. Then he was doubled over in pain and collapsed." Jonathan spoke.

"Close it!" Martha ordered.

Jonathan nodded before standing to close it however the door swung open, stopping him in his tracks. Trask knowing if Superman would regain his strength if the box was closed didn't want to take any chances.

Pulling out his gun, Trask spoke, "Not so fast, touch that box and you die."

"Who are you?" demanded Jonathan.

"The name is Trask, your son and I know each other from Metropolis. I have been after Superman, however look he was right under my nose the whole time." Trask smiled evily over them.

"Don't you dare come anywhere near my son!" Jonathan shouted stepping in front of Clark who still lay passed out on the bags of feed.

Martha knew Jonathan meant what he said, however couldn't survive a gun shot if this man Trask spoke his words true. Suddenly they could hear vehicles pulling up outside, then the sound of doors shutting as men came up behind trask.

Pointing to Superman, Trask ordered, "Put him in the back of the jeep, and make sure he keeps out until we reach our destination. Keep the kryptonite on him if you need to, but do not kill him!"

"Your not taking him!" Martha stated her voice a shriek knowing if they took him, they would hurt him more.

"Oh, we are taking him Martha, but you two are coming with him." Trask laughed pointing to them, "Put them in the jeep as well. Blindfold them and bind their hands so they can't see where we are heading."

The men nodded grabbing Jonathan and Martha first, binding their hands and then blindfolding them as they took them to the jeep. Coming back, one of the men picked up the box of Kyrptonite as the others dragged Superman's unconcious body throwing him into the back of the jeep. One of the men got into the back with the kyrptonite to keep an eye on Superman. Even though Jonathan and Martha couldn't see what was going on, they heard as their sons body was thrown in. Martha couldn't help let a tear run down her eyes before she knew she had to be strong.

Unknown how long they drove for, Martha and Jonathan felt the car stop as they were pulled out, and forced to walk forward. Hearing something dragging behind them, they both figured it was their son being dragged. Hearing door slide open, they were pushed inside then hearing a machine as they felt the floor moving downward, knowing they were in an elavator going down. Although their eyes were blindfolded, both knew they were in a place underground.

Feeling the elevator stop, Martha and Jonathan were shoved out of the elevator and taken down a long hall from what they could tell. As they were pulled to a stop, Martha and Jonathan was unblindfolded and thrown into a large blue room with a couple beds, a sink and a small room connecting that held a toilet. After they were thrown in, they turned just to see their son thrown in as well. Running to try catch him, they weren't fast enough as Superman who had began waking up was thrown in. Hitting the ground, Superman couldn't help but let out a groan as he knew his body wasn't at his full strength.

Superman shaking the fog from his head, looked towards to the door to see Trask as he was shutting the door. Even though his face remained calm, Superman couldn't help fear the words Trask spoke before the door was bolted shut, "Don't worry Superma, I will return for you."

"Mom, dad, are you alright?" Clark asked trying to rise.

Jonathan moved over to his son to help him stand, noticing most of his color had returned to his face, yet he was still pale, "Yeah, we are alright son."

Once standing Clark nodded, "Good, then we need to find a way out of here quickly."

Able to stand on his own, Clark looked at the door, knowing he had to try something, whether he had his full powers or not. Turning sideways, Clark ran ramming his shoulder into the door however to no avail. Falling back to the ground, Clark moaned as pain ran up his whole body. Martha kneeled down beside her son, knowing he was going to keep trying until he either freed them or hurt himself.

"Clark Kent, you listen to me. We will find a way out of this, but not by you injuring yourself worse." Martha sighed, "That green rock hurts you, we know that and it seems your powers are gone. So don't you dare try another stunt like that one, until we have a better plan.

Clark couldn't help but smile knowing his mom be the only one that could get mad at him however also act like a mother, "Alright mom."

"Good, now lets get you on one of these beds to rest until that strength comes back." Martha suggested looking to her husband for help.

Once they helped Clark onto the bed, Jonathan began looking around the room, finding no way out, "Our door is our only way out. I believe we could overpower them if we can catch them off guard. They are bound to want you alive as well as us, so they have to bring food at some point."