Disclaimer: I wish I owned Smallville… though I doubt I'd do anything good with it… Best leave it to the pros.


Chapter 7

Pete, Lana, and Lex stepped off of Lex's jet. The sun was setting; creating momentary burst of light as it slowly disappeared over the horizon. Pete held a vial of green liquid in his hand, which sparkled when one of those rare bursts hit it. The trio made their way to Lex's car, debating possible ways to defeat their foe.

"I say we take a sword from your mansion and chop her head off." Pete grinned and acted it out.

Lana's faced showed disgust. "I'm not killing anyone!"

Lex smirked but his head was pounding with questions. What if Clark and Chloe were in danger? What if the snake venom is not the antidote? He shook his head, bogged down by all of the questions.

Once everyone was safely inside the car, Lex realized they had no idea where to go. He turned to look at Lana.

"Do any of you two know where Chloe and Clark are today?" And then, as if fate stepped in, Lana's cell phone rang. She answered it, and Chloe's voice, although full of fright, came out loud, filling the car.

"Lana…need help…turned Clark…" Then another voice joined Chloe's. This one was cold and full of anger.

"Making…calls? Not…good…" There was a loud scream, and then the phone made a crunching noise. Lex leaned against the back of his seat, clearly frustrated. Pete fiddled with the vial, and softly said:

"Do you think Chloe would've gone back to the cabin? She loves to play Nancy Drew." Lex didn't give him a chance to finish that sentence; he was already half way there.

The ride was painfully silent, only the occasional shriek from Lana as they narrowly missed being caught in a head-on collision. When they arrived at their destination, Pete heard her swear never to ride in a car with Lex Luthor again. However, their efforts were rewarded when they saw Chloe's car in the clearing. Pete ran over to it, checking for any signs of his friends, but all he saw was an empty car.

"Come on," he said, "they're probably at the cabin. His hands shook as he remembered Chloe's words about Clark, but he knew Clark would be all right.

"I mean he's Clark," Pete thought.

Lex and Lana trudged along. When they began to notice the assortment of statues, they knew they were close to Clark and Chloe. The cabin was in sight, but they could not see Clark or Chloe. A huge stone figure loomed in the distance, and Lana got a queasy feeling as she began to make out a plaid, stone pattern in the dark. She ran over to it, and almost screamed, but someone beat her to it. Chloe.

Lex and Pete looked towards the cabin and ran full speed at the door. It's heavy stone weight made it hard to move, but they were able to finally push it open. They feared the worst, that Chloe had either become stone too, or something even more sinister, but they luckily found her very much flesh, bones, and blood. Maybe there was a little too much blood for their liking, yet nonetheless alive. Her forehead had a small gash on it, and blood flowed freely from it. She clutched her arm, which was already in a sling, and Pete could see several cuts bleeding through her clothes, however, it didn't seem like any major damage. She brightened up when she saw Pete, because she knew that help was here, than a look of horror crossed her face again.

Lex walked over to her, "Chloe, where is Samantha?"

A bitter voice filled the air. "Over here." Lex turned around and was knocked out as a stone pole hit the side of his head. Samantha turned her attention to Pete, but Chloe stretched out her legs and tripped Samantha, who was sent sprawling across the floor. Pete tried to help Chloe outside, but by the time they reached the door, Sam had stood up.

"Time to get the perfect story Chloe. Too bad you'll never write it." She laughed. "But don't worry, I'll say nice things about you in the obituary." She focused her eyes on Chloe and began to concentrate. When all seemed futile, a high-pitched voice screamed:

"Duck!"

Pete pushed Chloe down and Samantha stared straight into the reflection of Lana's hand mirror. Pete smiled at the genius of the plan, but was not rewarded with any satisfaction. The mirror simply turned to stone. Samantha looked at her with one eyebrow raised.

"You obviously have been watching to many cartoons if you thought that was going to work." She laughed a high-pitched cackle, oblivious to Lex, getting up, despite a nasty headache, and coming around behind her. He made a signal at Pete, as if holding a bottle. Samantha stopped laughing and began to concentrate on Chloe again. Pete took this as an opportunity and discreetly rolled the venom across the floor. Lex took it and tapped Samantha on the shoulder. She turned around, and Lex tossed some of the venom into her eyes.

Samantha screamed. She clawed at her eyes as the poison began to make them sting. She stared up at the ceiling, turning the beams into stone as her body erupted into spasms. She screamed in agony as her muscles slowly began to stiffen, and her skin started to change color.

Lex ran towards the door as the cottage shook. He pushed Chloe, Pete and Lana out to safety. The house gave one last rumble, and then finally it collapsed in a huge pile of dust and pebbles, obliterating any trace that may have been left of Samantha.


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