Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in Smallville. I am, however, borrowing them for my own personal story which I do not intend to monetarily profit from. I can't say that I won't profit in no way whatsoever from writing this story because let's face it, writing fanfiction just makes you feel good.
I do, however, own the characters Frank Milner, Hope Graves, and Justin Bryce. They are all figments of my overactive imagination. Please ask me for permission before using them.
Introduction: This story has been a long time coming for me. I've actually had the idea for it for quite some time. I've just never sat down to write it. It's collected more and more layers as time has gone by. For all of those harsh critics out there, be gentle, it's my first fic.
I wanted to add more to the Superman back story through Mercy Graves. I think it's high time Smallville introduce Mercy in some way, even if she is only heard of and not seen. So I began thinking, what if Mercy had an identical sister? What if her sister and Lex knew each other, perhaps even fell in love? What if Lex lost her somehow, and this loss was his final push into darkness?
I've always wondered why Lex would spare a lowlife like Mercy after she stole his own property. I never really bought the story that he saw the unleashed potential in her and decided to take her in. However, if she reminded him of someone from his past—someone who had been kind and loving towards him—I find it believable that he would (pardon the pun) have mercy on her.
Okay, on to the synopsis:
A serial killer that has been plaguing the nation sets foot in Smallville. Appropriately nicknamed "The Geologist," his calling card involves torturing each victim with a precious gemstone of his choice. And he's settled on Lex as his next victim.