Conclusion
[Three Hours Later—Smallville Medical Center]
Jonathan and Martha drove hurriedly from the farm and into town. Nothing seemed to work for them or Ryan as they sped over Route 54 and toward the medical facility on the town's opposite edge. Their minds kept fixating on the worst possible scenarios where the Legion was concerned.
"I just hope they're all right," Martha worried as she tried to soothe Ryan who fussed away on her lap.
He considered his grandson carefully knowing full well about the empathetic connection between him and his parents. "Let's hope the kids can calm him down. We can't have him crying like that in there."
"We'll deal with it, Jonathan," she reminded him albeit with a tad more brusqueness than she had meant to use. Then she turned to her charge. "You'll see, Ryan. They're okay."
We can hope. The farmer left his thoughts to himself knowing better than to antagonize his wife or himself further. He turned right into the hospital parking lot and pulled into the closest parking spot. "Here we are. We'll start with the ER." As he disembarked from the cab, he tried Dave's cell phone. "Still no answer. Where in blazes is he?"
She grimaced not wanting to think the worse had happened to Dave or Heloise either. What do we tell April or Karen? She pressed through the sliding glass doors and toward the reception desk. There she saw Lex waiting for them. "Lex!"
"Mr and Mrs. Kent! Thanks for coming. Have you seen Clark or Lana at all?" Lex inquired with concern.
The two worried parents exchanged fearful looks before Jonathan responded firmly, "No, Lex. We haven't been able to get through to either of them, David or Heloise for that matter. Ryan's been really frantic for the last few hours. What's going on? Weren't they at your party tonight?"
"Yeah that." The Bald One rubbed the back of his neck gingerly. "We had a party crasher. I only got a quick look at him. He was so fast that we couldn't really see him. He had a fist like a pile driver. He mowed right through everyone. Fortunately nobody was seriously hurt. Chloe and Lois are being kept overnight for observation." He leaned close to the two parents. "This guy dodged Clark's best punch at super speed and rammed him out the window. He wasn't holding back if you get my meaning?"
"Seriously?" Jonathan stared at the other man incredulously. "This is Clark we're talking about."
"I know that, Mr. Kent. I was just as stunned as you are now," Lex admitted.
"So there's no word? What about Miranda? Maybe she might know something?" Martha proposed anxiously.
"When I came back to, they were already gone. They're heading for Japan to make contact with Miranda's school. With that place's network, I think that's a smart move. I'll contact our government friends and see what their network can uncover. Jasmine's father might be able to uncover other things too," Lex explained.
"If you can do that, we'd be grateful," Martha noted.
"Any I can do, Mrs. Kent. You know that," Lex declared. "Come on. Let's see how the others are doing." He led them down the hall toward the clinics beyond.
As they progressed, Jonathan wondered, Now what's going on? Kids, where are you now?
[Mirabeau Chateau]
Dijon wiped his mouth after finishing a jade bottle of blood wine. He tossed the bottle harshly into the fireplace and glared at the flickering flames therein. Even with the element of surprise, he couldn't eliminate his adversary. "Damned demon!"
"Rough evening, mon Amor?" Isobel queried expectantly as she rematerialized in the corner.
"Dubois survived my attack. Curse that mortal! I failed!" he conceded angrily. He splintered an empty vase into porcelain fragments and dust in his hand.
She floated over to his side to reassure him. "You accomplished the master's mission, Bertrand. You kept Dubois and Heloise occupied while it sprang its plan. Zoom accomplished what he needed to. Besides our enemies are now scattered. My descendant, her companion, Dubois and Heloise have disappeared. Now we can proceed. Patience."
Her words really didn't make him feel better. Still he took solace in the fact that his enemies had been banished from that reality. "As you say, Love. We shall prevail."
"Oui." She considered the flames flickering in the fireplace. For a brief instant, she recalled the searing pain of the stake centuries earlier. "It is time to reclaim what's mine. Are you ready?"
"The parchment was destroyed centuries ago," Dijon supposed.
"In this world. The grimoire still exists in other planes of reality. Zoom showed us the way. Now we shall follow!" She waved her hands sending them into the interdimensional crossroads and the battle waiting therein.
And so the first act passes. One universe's force meets another's heroes. Other such introductions would be made. Friends would be reunited. Alliances would be forged.
And Isobel? She was out for the whole enchilada….
All bets off the table it seemed…..
THE END (for now)
