A/N: wow, that one chapter really made me plan out the rest of the story,
but it's good, and don't worry! Conflict isn't over yet, but one thing for
certain; we haven't seen the end of Chloe!
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Lex's and Clark's point of view-peaked your interests now haven't I??
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Clark's POV
I thought I heard a scream. It was far away and kind of distant, but I know a scream when I hear one. I had fallen asleep in the loft again after some Lana-I mean star gazing and hadn't found my way to bed yet.
I swung the telescope over to where I heard the scream. I saw nothing in the night save for an owl and a few cows, and a black jag speeding off from Chloe's house. I nearly went back to bed, but did a double take at the black jag. Too weird. I heard another muffled scream and knew my suspicion wasn't baseless,
"Shit," I muttered, trying to use my x-ray vision, but it didn't feel like co-operating. The car sped out of view, and in moments, another car spun into the Sullivan drive. It was Lex's car.
Now I knew that things were not all well and good. Trouble seemed to follow Lex like a cloud, wherever he went, it followed.
*not unlike myself,*
I sped out of the barn as quickly as I could to see if I could help my friends. I had a strange feeling about this though.
A feeling of an end.
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Lex's POV
I held Chloe in my arms, shuddering, but I couldn't cry. My tears were gone, and I felt like someone had flicked a switch as I stared into that beautiful face, the sharp eyes seemed suddenly all too dull, and the mouth had gone slack.
I felt nothing, I felt numb, like I could walk through hell without noticing, or flinching.
Maybe I had.
I stared hard at my father, and realized that this was a man who understood evil. Who walked in it's shadow, who was intimate with it in every sense of the word.
"I can't believe the fool girl took a bullet for you," He said amazed, "I think she really loved you. Be a man Lex, Don't blubber,"
That was all it took for me. I laid her head softly on the ground, hoping not to hurt her, hoping that, for some miracle I got out of this alive, and she got out of this alive, I could just hold her, and be with her, but those thoughts meant nothing now. Nothing as I slowly raised the gun at him.
Him, the embodiment of evil.
Him, whom to Lucifer pales.
"You wouldn't Lex." He made it sound like utter truth. He was wrong. I tried to justify what I was about to do, all the lives I'd be avenging, all the people who would have gladly done it themselves, all the women he'd raped, and the one he'd so nearly killed. I supposed I was crazy in that instant, justifiably insane. He deserved to die. I was only giving him what he so rightly deserved.
"You did." I said.
"So?" He questioned, still looking impossibly arrogant with a gun only seconds from blowing a hole through him.
"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree." I said, firing three rounds into him. His face was still arrogant after I'd blown him apart.
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Lex's and Clark's point of view-peaked your interests now haven't I??
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Clark's POV
I thought I heard a scream. It was far away and kind of distant, but I know a scream when I hear one. I had fallen asleep in the loft again after some Lana-I mean star gazing and hadn't found my way to bed yet.
I swung the telescope over to where I heard the scream. I saw nothing in the night save for an owl and a few cows, and a black jag speeding off from Chloe's house. I nearly went back to bed, but did a double take at the black jag. Too weird. I heard another muffled scream and knew my suspicion wasn't baseless,
"Shit," I muttered, trying to use my x-ray vision, but it didn't feel like co-operating. The car sped out of view, and in moments, another car spun into the Sullivan drive. It was Lex's car.
Now I knew that things were not all well and good. Trouble seemed to follow Lex like a cloud, wherever he went, it followed.
*not unlike myself,*
I sped out of the barn as quickly as I could to see if I could help my friends. I had a strange feeling about this though.
A feeling of an end.
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Lex's POV
I held Chloe in my arms, shuddering, but I couldn't cry. My tears were gone, and I felt like someone had flicked a switch as I stared into that beautiful face, the sharp eyes seemed suddenly all too dull, and the mouth had gone slack.
I felt nothing, I felt numb, like I could walk through hell without noticing, or flinching.
Maybe I had.
I stared hard at my father, and realized that this was a man who understood evil. Who walked in it's shadow, who was intimate with it in every sense of the word.
"I can't believe the fool girl took a bullet for you," He said amazed, "I think she really loved you. Be a man Lex, Don't blubber,"
That was all it took for me. I laid her head softly on the ground, hoping not to hurt her, hoping that, for some miracle I got out of this alive, and she got out of this alive, I could just hold her, and be with her, but those thoughts meant nothing now. Nothing as I slowly raised the gun at him.
Him, the embodiment of evil.
Him, whom to Lucifer pales.
"You wouldn't Lex." He made it sound like utter truth. He was wrong. I tried to justify what I was about to do, all the lives I'd be avenging, all the people who would have gladly done it themselves, all the women he'd raped, and the one he'd so nearly killed. I supposed I was crazy in that instant, justifiably insane. He deserved to die. I was only giving him what he so rightly deserved.
"You did." I said.
"So?" He questioned, still looking impossibly arrogant with a gun only seconds from blowing a hole through him.
"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree." I said, firing three rounds into him. His face was still arrogant after I'd blown him apart.