When Lois Lane starts investigating the death of Lilian Luthor from 10 years ago, she suddenly finds herself the center of attention in regards to the Luthors: Lionel Luthor tries to have her killed and Clark Luthor seems to be whereever she goes. But Lois Lane wouldn't be Lois Lane if she'd back down to anyone!
Interested in why Lionel seems so disturbed by the investigations of the most famous female reporter of 'The Daily Planet' Clark Luthor tries to get close to Lois in order to get his hands on her research. However, the more he gets to know Lois, the more concerned he gets about her safety.
When Lionel Luthor ups his game to get rid of the nosy reporter, will Clark be able to keep Lois save while keeping his secret and also uncovering the secret Lionel is apparently trying to hide? Maybe, as long as the feelings that start building between Lois and Clark don't get the best of them...
This is an AU-fiction! Clark is not as mean and bad as the Clark Luthor we got to see on Smallville but he isn't as good as Clark Kent, either... He's likable but no angel! Hope you'll like it!
Chapter 1
Clark Luthor shot up in his bed, sweat beading on his forehead. The screams from his nightmare were echoing in his head, the images of flames and blood blurring his vision.
"You've got to be kidding" he cursed, kicking the sheets off his body. He was Clark Luthor, a man that was feared and admired, someone who possessed power. He didn't do nightmares.
He stood up from his king-sized bed and walked into his personal bathroom. He readied himself for the day so fast that his movements would have been a blur to any normal person and then left his room.
He found his father in the living room of the Luthor Mansion, sitting in one of the armchairs by the fireplace as he read some papers that were lying in his lap.
"Clark..." he said, looking up. "Just the man I wanted to talk to. There is something we have to discuss, son." Lionel gestured to the armchair across from his and Clark sat down. He kept his face completely impassive as he looked at the man who had adopted him, the man with whom he shared a twisted relationship that consisted of love and hate.
He had a feeling that he knew what Lionel was going to bring up, but the man surprised him. "Lois Lane. I'm sure you've heard the name before..." Lionel made a short pause and Clark knew that he was checking his face for a reaction. However, unlike most times, Clark had no idea what his father would want to discuss with him regarding that woman.
He knew the name, of course he did. Lois Lane was one of the best reporters the famous newspaper 'The Daily Planet' had to offer and anyone who read 'The Planet' knew her. Why Lionel seemed to deem her worthy of mentioning, however, was lost on Clark.
"A particularly nosy woman. She seems to have been investigating Luthor business... not exactly a smart thing to do. Care to comment?" Lionel looked at him with those intense eyes of his as if he were trying to read his mind.
"Luthor business? Anything in particular?" Clark asked, a frown appearing on his face. What exactly was his father trying to hide this time? Surely he wouldn't be scared of one little reporter sticking her nose into his business... if she tried to uncover something Lionel really wanted to stay buried, then he would simply get rid of her... after all, that was the way of the Luthors.
"It seems she has been asking questions about your mother's death..." Lionel said, his expression careful, guarded. Clark only raised his eyebrows, trying to hide the pain he felt at the mentioning of Lilian, the woman who had helped to raise him until she had died an untimely death.
"It has almost been ten years... it doesn't have to mean anything that she is investigating it right now. Who knows, she could be doing an article on celebrities who died early in their lives. Reporters do it all the time. It could be a mere coincidence." Clark replied, while he wondered why Lionel was reading so much into it.
"Coincidence." Lionel scoffed, his expression showing clear distaste. "That's an explanation used by fools and liars. However, it does seem rather insignificant. The worst that reporter can do is rip open an old wound." Lionel got up, turning away his face, but Clark had seen his expression. The old man was hiding something, something he didn't want Clark to know about.
"You look tired, son." Lionel noted, unsubtly changing the topic. Clark's eyes narrowed. The man was most definitely hiding something. "You have been looking kind of weary lately... you haven't had any fun as your other persona either. Ultraman... genius, son. Real genius." Lionel sighed, checking Clark's appearance. "You should rest, son. Remember: Empires are not brought down by outside forces, they are destroyed by weaknesses from within." The man looked at his watch. "I have a meeting soon. I'll see you tomorrow."
And with that he left the room, not even giving Clark the chance to give a reply to anything he had said. But Clark didn't mind. He had made plans, now that he had talked to Lionel...
He was going to find out what it was the old man was hiding... and in order to do that he was going to meet a certain female reporter.