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It didn't take long, Alec mused, for something to happen. He had left Seattle because he couldn't stand being there anymore. He couldn't stand the knowing glances from Max and Logan, or the lasting pity in their eyes.
He had thought that getting out was good. That he might actually be able to relax some if he just got away. Maybe find some place where he wasn't constantly reminded of Manticore and what he had done there.
He should have known better than to drive through Smallville, Kansas. It wasn't like he had been planning on staying there. The tiny town was under major reconstruction after their(latest) meteor hit. He was just passing through. He had actually been planning on stopping in Metropolis, the closest city. He had been driving for far to long and needed to refuel. He never actually made it there.
He was driving through town when he heard it. The very familiar signs of a fight in progress. Apparently hanging with Max had made him stupid because he actually went to check it out.
What he found was more of a beating than a fight. Three guys on one wasn't really fair. Alec actually let out a smile as he approach.
"Wow, and I thought people fought dirty where I'm from." He called out as he approached. The three men stopped, and turned to him. Alec smirked. He recognized these types of guys. Probably just trying to mug the man on the ground.
Alec glanced at him, and changed his assessment to kid. He couldn't older than twenty. Despite himself, Alec felt anger rise up in him at that. The men were facing him now, and smiling.
"You might want to rethink this, kid." One of them said.
"Yeah, three on one, not really great odds." Alec said, nodding, and then he leaned forward. "You might want to find some more guys." The man laughed. Instead of shrugging it off like he normally would, the anger grew stronger. He shifted slightly, and grinned wider.
Fact was, he was relishing the thought of kicking these guys asses. He hadn't had a fight in a while, and he had been fighting down unwanted emotions for awhile. The cross country drive had helped, some.
He easily side stepped the first guy who ran at him and connected his elbow to the back of the guy's head as he went by. He caught the next guy by the jacket and changed his direction so that he slammed into the wall beside him. Bringing the guy forward, he slammed him back into the wall, cracking the guys head on the wall. Cactching the movement from behind, he blurred around and caught the last guys fist before he could connect. Letting go, he landed and uppercut, knocking the guy out.
Alec stood still for a moment. He rolled his shoulders and gave a sigh before going over to the kid and helping him up.
"You alright?" Alec asked.
"I'm fine." The kid said, standing up. Alec steadied him when he wavered slightly on his feet. The kid was tall, that was sure with messy black hair and striking blue eyes that he turned to Alec.
"Thanks." He said now. Alec shrugged, suddenly uncomfortable.
"No problem." He said. "Come on. Where do you live? I'll drop you there."
Alec was felt a little strange. The kid, who had told him his name was Clark, had been a little reluctant to go with him, but he guessed that was expected. As he drove, though, Alec did have the sudden wish that he would have traded his motorcycle for a car. He concentrated very hard on the road to keep his mind off the fact that Clark had his hands resting on his sides and was extremely close.
He wasn't sure why he found himself helping Clark into his house and sitting down on one of the chairs. He looked around the place.
"So, I guess you got hit too?" He asked. Clark nodded.
"Meteor hit here. We're rebuilding." Alec nodded.
"Heard about that."
"Who didn't?" Clark asked. He watched Alec for several seconds. "I saw how you fought." He blurted out. Alec simply shrugged, though.
"Took martial arts when I was a kid." He said dismissively. He gestured to Clarks bruised face. "From the looks of things, you probably should have to."
"So, you don't live here?" Clark asked, not addressing that. He had never needed martial arts before. He had seen the way Alec had fought, though. Seen the way that he moved. He wasn't so sure that it was just training.
"Naw." Alec said. "Just passing through. I wasn't actually going to stop till I got to Metropolis."
"Well, I'm glad you did." Clark said. "Thanks for that." Alec nodded, looking slightly uncomfortable again.
"You should stay." Clark blurted the words out again and then winced slightly. Alec turned an amused expression on him.
"I mean, you should stay for a little while. Metropolis is a long drive. Besides, you did sort of save my life. You could stay here for the night." Alec hesitated a moment. He was tired of driving, though. He'd been on that bike for far to long.
"Yeah, sure. Why not?"