Okay, so I'm doing a complete re-write of this whole thing, and I am adding a new ending, because the old one sucked. The new ending should be up in a few days.

Warnings: This is my au version of the episode Onyx. Alexander/Lex slash non-con, and physical torture.

"We have been sleeping with the lights on
Just about every night
Because we are afraid of what the dark might bring
I know, I know it's just a childish fear
That grows and grows wild in the middle of me," Everclear

Lex Luthor lifted is head and looked around the darkened cellar. He had heard the footsteps coming down the stairs. Lex was more than familiar with the sound. Alexander was coming. Lex curled up into the fetal position. He wasn't sure whether or not he could handle another beating.

His eyes had adjusted to the darkness quickly enough. He wasn't cold. Alexander fed him. This was, probably, what he deserved, but it didn't mean that Lex enjoyed his new life. He had simply accepted it as such. Alexander stood illuminated in the doorframe, looking like Satan before the fires of Hell. Lex shivered involuntarily. He watched as his "evil twin" came up beside him. Lex knew there was only one chance.

"You can only pretend to be me for so long. People will know something has happened. They'll see the change. My—" Lex stopped. He was going to say my friends will know. Only he didn't seem to have any of those these days, even Clark had abandoned him. "Even if they don't, I still have something you need."

"You're wrong. Everyone has always known that you really are like me. Simply put, I don't need to pretend to be anything. I am the real you."

"Even Dad knows that sometimes you've gotta turn on the charm. Some people require a certain amount of finesse. You don't have it, but I do." Lex could only pray that it would work. He had to get out of this room. He had no idea how long he had been gone. It felt like years but was most likely just a few days.

He had to keep Alexander from doing all of the things that he had spent his whole life planning. He had to protect the rest of the world. There were many things he needed to do, but he couldn't do anything unless he got out of the wine cellar.

Lex felt his flesh break out in goose pimples as Alexander kneeled beside him, and put his hand to Lex's face. His touch seemed almost gentle but Luthor knew that his other half wasn't capable of a kind gesture. Not ever. So what was Alexander doing?

"I don't think so, and even if you were right, who says I can't fake sincerity just as well as Dad. I don't need you."

"I can do," Lex paused. He closed his eyes. There had to be something he could offer Alexander. Everyone has their weaknesses, Dad had taught me that. As much as it pained Lex to do so, he had to find Alexander's weakness, take advantage of it, and then stop him.

"You can what?" Alexander kicked the weakling hard in the stomach. This was fun. He reached down, taking Lex's sweaty, trembling hand in his own, as he bent one of the fingers back until it snapped loudly. Lex began to sniffle. He turned the fingers of his other hand in and dug the nails into his palms until pain flared.

Alexander's face flushed, his heart rate increased, pupils dilated. He felt amazing. This was almost than sex. Well, better than the kind of sex than Lex had been having up until the split. Alexander felt the blood rushing to his cock.

Damnit! Why was he stuck in Smallville, Kansas of all places? He was at least an hour away from any good pussy, and that was only if he could get the Luthorcorp chopper immediately. At least Lex was sobbing. Seeing him in this much pain was almost enough to make Alexander cum just standing there. Perhaps, Lex did have something he needed after all.

"Anything you want," Lex whimpered with wide, wet eyes. "Anything in the universe. Please." Alexander looked down at the tiny, pale, and fragile body beneath him. Lex had never admitted it, out loud but both halves were farm more found of men than women. They just knew better than to cause a scandal. He had kept Lex from persueing love interests because he could invasion the headlines, and he wanted as much money and power as he could get his hands on.

Even a girlfriend could cause potential problems that Alexander didn't want to deal with. Women talked too much, both to him and to other people. They might go to the police or the papers with their horror stories. Lex was happy with fairly conventional sex, while his interests were, of course, much darker. He considered the idea of having his own personal sex slave. Alexander looked at the man on the floor again feeling his cock grow completely hard. Perhaps Lex had something he needed after all.