Okay, none of the (this goes for the whole story) characters are mine, and neither are any of the song lyrics i use. This chapter is the song Behind Blue Eyes. I hope you enjoy this story! Will update as soon as I can! Okay, scroll down and read it now! PLEASE! And when you are done don't forget to review! Thanks in advance! And now without fruther ado..
It was a beautiful Saturday. Lex walked behind the Talon with a sordid trash bag. He was just taking it back because Lana asked him to. Other wise, there was a cup of hot coffee waiting for him inside. As the bag thumped in dumpster, he noticed a shadow moving behind. He whirled around only to collide with a very, very strong fist. He blacked out immediately. The last thing he remembered though was his figure being dragged into a corner while tight ropes were constricting his movements. (A/n guess who it is!)
Inside the Talon Lana was begging to worry. It was thirty minutes since she had sent Lex outside for a two second job. She went outside in the ally to see were he was but he was already gone. Hmph, Lana snorted. Were the heck did he go? She thought, he must have just left! But as she circled around to the front she saw his car was still there. Strange man, strange habits, she pondered.
Meanwhile Lex awoke in a dark room, almost like a cellar. He was sitting up against a post, with his arms handcuffed behind him. His legs were also bound together. He groaned, his head hurt. Oh my god, I think I'm delusional, I think I just saw Clark, he though slightly dazed. "Clark?" He uttered the words not really expecting answer.
"Yep. Hello Mr. Luthor." Clark was sitting causally with his hands draped over his knees pulled up tight up against his chest. On his hand there was a sort of shine from a ring of sorts. (GASP)
"Lex, Clark, Lex. What are we doing here? Did they capture you to? You don't seem to be bound…"
"Fine-Lex. Calm down. Aren't you enjoying my little tea party?"
"YOU DID THIS?" Lex roared. He immediately began to swear profusely. Espically with the word that rhymes with 'mastards'
Clark nodded and giggled. In rage Lex struggled further. Clark thought that was oh so funny. "Don't struggle 'friend," the word dripped with sarcasm, "Were ya gonna go? And, after all, those are steal bonds I have you in." He chuckled.
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
While this played out time was passing. It had been so far three hours, and Lana wasn't suspicious at all. Until news came that there had been an emergency at LexCorp. Being the boss, Lex was supposed to be on the scene. He wasn't. Lionel came and took care of it, he found it unnecessary to find Lex. He figured that he was probably drunk at some dumb bar; Lex would probably show up tomorrow.
o-o-o-o
"So what's the plan Clark? My dad will have you so dead when he finds me. You are just-"
Lex was cut off as Clark calmly said, "Who said he isn't paying me? Reflect on that rich boy."
Clark shut the door on Lex to super speed home. Lex dropped his head in despair. He for looked around for a moment, deduced nothing, and sat back down. In his mind he began to calculate two lists. 1) Why Flannel Boy would want him and 2) What he was going to with Flannel Boy when he escaped. But, in the back of his head there was a small nagging voice that was thinking What if dad did pay off Clark? He swore at the very idea.
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
o-o-o-o
"Dinner! Oh, Clark, you always come home just at dinner time," Martha scoffed. Clark smiled. He sat down the table as if nothing was new.
Jonathan joined them within seconds, "So Clark did you do anything interesting today?"
"Nah, just what-ever."
Martha saw the ring first, "What ring are you wearing Clark?" She was a little worried.
"Oh this? Just a cheap purple plastic thing." (he he he he he he..is it really plastic?)
Dinner continued peacefully.
o-o-o-o-o
Meanwhile Lex was hungry. It was begging to get darker, not to mention there was a certain chill.
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do, and I blame you!
No one bites back as hard
Then Clark appeared with some leftover meatloaf. He place in front of Lex. "You know I can't reach this Clark, remember I'm bound by STEAL." Lex spat.
"Sorry I'm late, I had to do the dishes. Do you realize no one is actually looking for you?"
"Not yet," Lex growled back.
"Hmm, well, they'll never find you. I mean sure they'll find clues, clues that go nowhere, but clues. Well you help me with my Calculus homework?"
"Is that all you want," Lex asked quizzically.
"You wish." Clark said smugly.
"Go to hell."
"No, Lex, I believe you will first. But don't worry I'll see you soon enough. Now could you keep it quite, I'm doing homework?"
Lex sat there, his anger was smoldering. With a light tap from Clark he was out like a light.
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
o-o-o-o
The next day was Sunday. When Lex awoke his food was still there, out of reach and now cold.
o-o-o-o
Clark walked into the Talon. "Hey, Chloe," he called, "Seen Lex? I've been needing some help with my homework, and I've called everywhere, but just can't find him!"
Chloe looked at him funny.
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
One car, hours of searching, no Lex. Chloe suggested the cops, but Clark decided to tell Lionel first. He was at the mansion.
"Well, Mr. Kent, my son should have showed himself by now. I am some what surprised by his disappearance."
He talked long into the afternoon on hiscell phone. He was arranging a search for Lex.
o-o-o-o
Clark returned to Lex at about noon. "Hungry? Oh, I was hoping you'd enjoy the lovely meal I cooked for you."
Lex spat at the ground.
"You see, your father has begun the search for you Lex, but I told him I saw you last leaving town. Now, isn't that a pity?"
"Clark where am I."
In a mocking tone Clark said, "Why, don't you know? You are handcuffed to a post of course! Silly."
"Okay, fine. Ransom or research?"
"Oh, the big Luthor thinks he runs the place."
"Clark what is your deal? Why are you doing this?" Lex was really hungry, and really pissed.
"You mean besides for fun? Bet you wish you were still wired huh bald man?" Clark laughed. They were in an underground cavern by the caves Clark had created. He had essentially built a room and buried it underground. He didn't have super abilities for nothing.
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies
o-o-o-o
Lionel paced. No matter what he put his son through some part of him did love him. It was around dinnertime and he still awaiting results. He had his best men on it and with the tip Clark gave he should have been found in a heap by now; drunk or no.
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
o-o-o-o-o
Clark had taken the plate and left him in silence. So Lex sat and wondered. He had never hurt Clark; the investigations were the result of curiosity. And what was so fun in kidnapping a billionaire? Before Clark had left for the afternoon he did do one nice thing. He placed a soft, rolled up, fleece blanket next to him. So tired, hungry and cold Lex turned to the blanket. The image swirled and he could have sworn his brother was crying. He softly began to sing, "Hush little baby...don't say a word... I'm gonna buy you a mockingbird... and if that mocking bird don't sing... I'm gonna buy you a diamond ring... If that diamond ring turns brass... I'm gonna buy you... a looking glass... And if that looking glass gets broke... I'm gonna buy you a little toy boat... Shh… Shh. No, no."
It was calming for him to be with Julian.
No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.
To Be Continued…
P.S. I have a sort of motive for Clark, but if you think of one do share! Also, next chapie I plan for torture! Yippe!
