Chapter 9

(Clark's POV)

I see the house I am forced to live in come into view. I don't call it home. It's not a home. Just a house. The paint chipping off. Windows cracked. A very foreboding look. Almost as bad as what goes on inside. I think I should run away. I mean what is holding me to this small town. There is nothing for me here. I mean no one likes me. Well there is the Kents. But now that was taken from me by the fact that Lois is there. No. I will not run away. I think that its time to show my parents what I can do.

(Normal POV)

A almost sadistic smirk comes across Clarks face. With thought of causing pain to those that have wronged him so. He goes into the house. The smell of alcohol strong in the air. He slams the door hard. So hard that the door frame shattered and the door it self flew off and out of site. He expected to hear his parents come running down to see what happened. Nothing.

Confused. He think that they could have consumed so much alcohol that they passed out. That thought fades quickly. The noise of the door and frame shattering could have woken the dead.

He makes his way across the room. Stepping over the can and bottles that litter the floor. He suddenly stops. Looking surprised. A new smell entered his highly acute nose. Blood. Why does it smell like blood. He think to himself. Fear rose in him. He doesn't no why. He shouldn't fear anything, but rise it does. Just like the tide of the ocean. The smell seems to be coming from upstairs. He takes the steps slowly. Attempting to make no noise. As he finally makes it past the last stair he sees that his parents bedroom door is open. One might not find that abnormal. But in this house. That door is shut. At all times. Fear returned at full force. Swelling inside him. He makes his way to the door. As he looks through the frame. He sees a sight that brings such a wide range of emotions. So strong. All at the same time. There lie the to people he has known his whole life. Both with blood surrounding them. A pool beneath there bodies that lie in odd angles next to each other.

He runs. As fast as he can. He runs. The mixed emotions inside, about Lois, those had been enough to steel himself away from the world. Now he has to deal with the death of his parents. He cant take it. So he runs. As he runs it starts to rain. But at eh speed he is going at. He is already out of Smallville. And away from the rain. He runs to get away. He leaves his emotions behind him as he tries to out run them. But no matter how fast you are you can't out run such a thing.