Chapter 8:
Back in Smallville, two super powered beings race around the county.
Clark arrived first at the Kent Barn, Raya followed him mere seconds later.
"You cheated!" she said with a smile.
"I couldn't let a rookie catch me in the last county." He replied with a grin of his own as he followed Raya into the barn.
"Jor-El would have never let you get away with that."
Clark stopped. Realizing that this was his chance to find out what his biological father was really like.
"What was he like?" the question made Raya stop in her tracks and turn to face Clark. "My father" Clark finished.
"Brave. Strong. With the biggest heart of anyone I've ever known. Kor-El was very much the same, except he had a wonderful sense of humor." She finished with a smile.
"To be honest that's not the Jor-El I imagined, as for Kor-El well if he really is here, then I guess I'll meet him soon enough."
"You're correct. As for Jor-El, he was determined to save us. I remember helping him to build your ship. He was so careful, planning every detail, down to your baby blanket."
A smile tugged at Clark's lips.
"I wish that he can see you now."
Clark walked away, unable to meet her eyes, "I haven't been the best son." He confessed.
"Your father was hard on himself as well, he felt guilty that he couldn't save Krypton. His only redemption was sending you to save Earth."
At this Clark stopped and turned to face Raya again. "Save it from what?"
"Extinction! Your civilization is going to destroy itself just like Krypton. You should now this it was part of your training!" she finished, a myriad of emotions flowing in her admission.
"I haven't started my training." He responded in a low voice.
"Now the fortress is damaged. Jor-El tried to warn me but I didn't listen, I mean how can I trust someone who has brought so much pain into my life."
"Pain is a part of anyone's journey Kal-El you can't escape it. You must accept your destiny." She finished in an angry tone.
"Too bad that destiny's just gotten a little shorter. The last son of Krypton. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."
"You're the one who's been coming for me."
"And I think it will be worth the trip."
Baron then super speeds so that he is just a couple of feet away from Clark and Raya.
"What's the matter Raya? Don't recognize an old friend? It's me, Baron" he said his name in a very low and distorted voice.
"He's one of the phantoms." she explained, but never taking her eyes off of Baron.
"How do you like the new suit?"
"What do you want?" Clark asked as he took a step forward positioning himself in front of Raya.
"To PAY BACK YOUR OLD MAN! FOR GIVING ME A ONE WAY TICKET TO HELL" Baron exclaimed. "But then he had to go and get himself obliterated. Along with everyone else on that ice-cube you call a planet." He finished with a smug. "So I guess you'll have to do."
Baron then thrust out his arms and two purple beams of radioactive energy shot out from his arms, hitting Clark squarely, in the chest, sending him flying through the barn and landing him in the pastures.
The attack left Baron drained, he super-sped behind Raya in an attempt to catch her off guard. But Raya sensed his approach and super-sped herself, turning quickly and kicking him directly in the jaw. The force of the blow sent Baron soaring through the barn himself. Raya then super-sped towards Clark and helped him to his feet.
"Kal-El?"
"Where is he?" he asks.
Raya turns her gaze to the fields. Clark's gaze follows her own. Both seeing that Baron had fled the area, but to where?
Back at the hospital, Lois and Oliver had just finished a make out session.
"Well I'm glad to know that broken bones and concussions don't affect your kissing technique."
"I had to prove to you that all my vital skills are up on running if I'm to convince you to get me out of here sooner, aren't I?" She replied.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
The knocking on the door interrupted them from their conversation, as they both turned their attention to the door. Before Lois could respond to her unwanted interrupted the door opened and in emerged a strange figure, who bared much similarity to Clark.
"Cevin!" Oliver exclaimed, as he got up to greet the new arrival in the room.
"Ollie?" Cevin asked. Confused at what Oliver Queen was doing in the room. The two shared a quick hug. Oliver never knew that Lois had become tense, and that her heart rate had quickened. She knew who he was now. He was Cevin Klein, the CIA agent that Lex and Lionel hired to spy on Clark. What she didn't is how Oliver and Cevin knew each or that Cevin had seen her muscles tense, and heard are her heart rate rise.
They separated. And Cevin began. "Actually I'm here to ask Miss Lane here a couple of questions, about what happened last night. She may have heard some things that could compromise National Security. "
"Wait you're here for an interrogation?" Cevin nodded, and Oliver began his explanation. "Whoa hold on there Cevin, I don't think she's ready for that yet, she's still recovering a-"
"Yeah, but that didn't stop you two from being all over each other did it? C'mon dude it'll only be a couple minutes I swear."
"Okay, fine!" Oliver said before he slumped down in his chair. Cevin gave him an incredulous look, cocked an eyebrow, and slightly chuckled to himself before asking,
"You don't actually think you're gonna sit here whilst I interrogate her do you?"
"I won't let you hurt her." Oliver explained.
Cevin let out a frustrated breath. "Ollie in all the years that you've known me, have I ever hurt anyone other than you and Bruce? You have my word not scratch will come to her. Oh and uh whilst you're outside get the lady something to drink will, she looks extremely flushed." The last comment caused Oliver to turn a deep shade of crimson, Cevin just winked at him as he closed the door, before turning to face Lois.
"Miss Lane."
"Cevin. Or should I call you agent Klein."
"Whatever tickles your fancy Miss Lane."
"Does Oliver know that you're a CIA agent?" she asked aggressively, hoping to form some kind of guilt or have some information to blackmail him with.
"Of course! That's kind of a stupid question really isn't it? I mean how could he not know that I'm some kind of officer when he asked and I quote, Wait you're here for an interrogation?" he said in a voice that matched Oliver's voice exactly.
Lois realizing her error quickly went on the offensive again, "Well it seems Lex was right you are quite the imitator aren't ya?"
"I'll take that as a compliment. Now Miss Lane I've got places to be so if you don't mind I'd like to get on with this interrogation. I'm sure your aware of how it works, with your father being a three-star general and all, I'll do the questioning you'll do the answering and unless otherwise instructed remain silent throughout the duration of the interrogation. Clear?"
Lois nodded, amazed at how calm and in control he appeared to be. The fact that he appeared calm wasn't what amazed her, it was the fact that she couldn't sense any form of discomfort what so ever, from him. When Lois, in the past, tried to irritate people, she could tell that she succeeded by the slightest of changes in the person's demeanor, their jaw's clenched, their backs stiffened, they balled their fists, and always their was a change that was visible in the eyes that went from confident and arrogant, to downright pissed off. But with this guy, there was no arrogance, nor anger, just warm eyes searching for answers to her questions. Whilst his eye color was hazel with tints of green, yellow, and silver mixed in to form the most adorable set of brown eyes she had ever seen, they still reminded her of the familiar blue-green eyes of Clark, they exuded the same warmth and security that his eyes would emit when she'd open up to him and let him in behind her solidly built walls. It was for this reason alone that Lois silently nodded her head and refrained from blurting out any more comments in an attempt to throw him off guard.
"Good. Well, Miss Lane, let's start with the typical questions shall we? Why were you there?" but before Lois could answer she found that he had began speaking again. "Because you were following a lead about this secret project that Lex and Lionel were working on. How'd you find out about that? A source tipped you off. What did you hear? Everything! How'd you make it inside the plant? Snuck in through the air vent. How'd you end up in here? You were chased by a couple of members from the Luthor security guards team. They chased you in hot pursuit, fired a couple of gunshots, you're car swerved out of control and here you are. How'd they know you were there? You let out a little yelp when you hear the name Clark Kent! Well Miss Lane, now that the formalities are done why don't I just ask you the one question I came here to ask? Why did you yelp when you heard the name Clark Kent?"
Lois just lied there on her bed, mouth opened in awe, he had answered every single one of his own questions as if she had answered them herself. She didn't know what to think, damn it! She didn't even know what to say. There were very few moments in her life when Lois Lane was rendered speechless, this was definitely one of them. How? She wondered. How can he possibly know all these things?
"I'm very good at my job!" Cevin just blurted out, seemingly out of the blue.
"Sorry?" Lois asked in confusion.
"You were asking yourself, "how I could possibly know all the things that I know?" My answer is that I'm very good at my job."
"I can see that. What you read minds as well?"
"I wish!" he replied honestly.
"Well you know when you retire, you can go to the circus and have your own act I'm sure you'd stun everyone with your ability to answer your own questions." She finished off with a smirk.
Cevin looked at her blankly, before he started chuckling lightly to himself, "You really are a truly amazing person Miss Lane."
"How so?" she asked.
"You know after I start asking all the questions and answer them myself, people give me pretty much the same look you had on your face just mere moments ago. So when I finally ask them the questions that I did want them to answer, they're just so freaked out, they answer me so I can leave them the hell alone. You on the other hand, refuse to be knocked down, and never shut up!" he said smiling.
"Yeah well, it's one of my best qualities."
Cevin nodded, acknowledging her admission. "But Miss Lane, I want to tell you something. Despite what you think that I'm working with the Luthors so that makes me the bad guy. I'm not. I hear there's an alien living on this planet with all these amazing things he can do, well I just have to check it out and make sure that he doesn't plan on doing anything that won't harm this country and ultimately the world. You understand?"
"I do. It's not that you're working with the Luthors that is what has me worried. It's the fact that Lex and Lionel are constantly trying to cause mayhem to the Kent family's life that has got me ticked off. And since I've read your file I know just what you're capable of and that, combined with the fact that you're working for the Luthors Has me worried. But I want to tell ya something. The Kents are a wonderful family, they provided me with a roof over my head and never expected anything in return, and as for Smallville, I mean Clark, he sure he may be a bit weird, but he's definitely no alien, if anything he's probably the most honorable person I know. So look, I don't know why I'm gonna ask you this but, there's just something about your eyes that are just so remarkably similar to Clark's, which makes it really easy to open up to. What I'm gonna ask you is even if by some miracle, Clark Kent does turn out to be this alien, which would explain why he has the knack of showing up at just the right time, please don't tell the Luthors. Clark Kent is an amazing person, my best friend, he'd never do anything to hurt anyone he cares too much about people to do so." Lois finished her eyes clearly pleading to Cevin that he does no such thing.
"Well Miss Lane, since you seem to be very sincere, so I'm going to put you at ease and answer some questions that you may possibly have. The first is Clark Kent an alien? You tell me. Have you ever seen, bleed, get sick, get hurt, can he run lightning fast, can he pick up tractors with his pinky?"
"No, just a couple of weeks ago Clark had the flu. I've seen him get hurt and get knocked out. At times if Clark moved any slower he'd be extinct, and whilst he may be strong, he certainly can't lift a tractor with his pinky."
"Well so there you have it. You don't have to worry about me exposing your friend to the Luthors, because there's nothing to expose. To answer your second question, why do my eyes and my whole look in general appear to be very much like Clark? Well, I was going to tell him first but, if you promise to keep this between you and me for know I'll tell you since you two are close."
Lois nodded, to indicate she agreed with his terms.
"Well I think that this Clark Kent of yours, may be my long lost brother."
Lois' eyes widened in shock, she couldn't believe what she had just heard.
"Good day Miss Lane." Cevin said as he walked out. And just as soon as he did Oliver walked in. Seeing the look of shock she had on her face he asked.
"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" he asked as he hander her the glass of water he was holding in his hand
"I'm fine." She answer as she downed the cup.
"What did he say?"
"Oh well you know, the usual."
"He pulled the answer his own questions trick on you, didn't he? It's okay, I had the same look on my face the first time he did it to me."
"Yeah that's exactly it." she smiled. Glad that she didn't have to come up with some lame excuse as to why she had been so shocked. With a twinkle in her eye she smirked. "Now where were we?" she asked as she grabbed Oliver's shirt and captured his lips with her own.
Both Oliver and Lois were oblivious that Cevin was still outside the door, and that he had both seen and heard everything that had happened. He chuckled to himself, and turned to walk towards the window. Smiling to himself that Kal-El had such reliable friends he can count. Opening the window and quickly scanning the area to make sure no one was looking, he shot of towards the sky.
"Next stop," he began, before he finished his sentence in a voice that sounded as if Lois had said herself, "Smallville."