Lex left the theater; starting to hear the violent acts happening on one end of his earpiece. He knew that Clark Kent was in danger. Especially with Vell Willis involved. He heard the crash and explosion of the gas station, along with the crackling electricity launched about. Lex knew that he made a mistake with Lana, and while Clark trusted him, he also trusted everyone. In order to truly gain allies in this town, he needed to prove it. Only way to do that would be to expose a known liar.
He arrived at the Kent farm after narrowly missing a turn to get in. He was in a hurry to get there. If Willis was inside, then the many people she's hurt wouldn't be far behind. Lex knew some of them personally and knew his father hurt some as well. He wouldn't let Clark be the next.
"Am I too late?" Lex asked imperatively as he arrived at the front door knocking frantically. Martha checked and saw Lex at the door as impatient as ever. "Late for what?" Martha asked, confused as ever as she opened the door. "Willis. She's here isn't she?" Lex added. He asked if he could be let in, and Martha did so. He was young, and brash, but he did save Clark's life. "What is wrong? Why are you after her Lex?" Martha asked sternly. She stood forth, she wasn't going to take anything but a real answer. Lex understood where Clark got his strong moral compass from.
"She's dangerous Mrs. Kent. Willis knew my father." Lex admitted. He clearly was invested in this beyond Clark's safety. His pressure to get home last time he was there, and now him suggesting that anyone associated with his father could be dangerous.
"Why is she a threat for that Lex? What aren't you telling me?" Martha asked. She had enough now.
"My father isn't the man your small town praises. He's controlled bureaucrats, politicians, law enforcement. That was Metropolis alone. He's had his hand on the scales everywhere though. I don't know all, but what I do know is he did make a deal to allow Willis to work in Keystone." Lex revealed. Martha took all of this in. She knew billionaires on the level of the Luthors were powerful, but if what Lex was saying was true, Lionel was potentially playing god with what Vell injected into kids like Kenny.
"If you don't mind Mrs. Kent. I'm going to warn Clark." Lex was much calmer now that she potentially started realizing the situation at hand. He moved further into the house. Looking around for where he could be. He saw her out back, and went towards the backdoor of the house. Martha wanted to stop him, but realized what real power did she have on that? If she called his father, it'd be clear things would get worse. Clark and Jonathan would be able to protect Willis from the anger of a child.
Lex went outside to find Jonathan talking with Vell. Lex barged in the middle of their conversation to confront her.
"You really got these people involved in your games? Who paid you? My dad wanted to get rid of witnesses as well?" Lex accused. Vell had started hiding behind Jonathan. Her crimes had her stay back in guilt.
"Lex, what are you talking about?" Jonathan asked. Lex moved forward. He needed Jonathan to see the proof up front. He pulled photos of burnt flesh strewn along a low lit lab, and showed them to him. "What is this?" Jonathan added.
"Proof, Mr. Kent. This used to be a friend of mine. Claire Selton. At least before my father found out she was a photographer for the Daily Star. Now she was injected by her and left to burn." Lex revealed as he accused Vell. "I saw the whole thing! You thought my father made sure I didn't know, but I was in the lab that day. I saw you kill her!" Lex added angrily.
"I know what you saw was bad Lex, but I had no control over it." Vell cautiously assured him as she moved back more. "Liar! I saw you inject her! You killed her in front of me." Lex blamed her for so much, he was clutching the photos with such anger that they were crushed. Jonathan stepped up in front. "Lex! I know what you've gone through was horrible, but we have a dangerous killer headed for this house. We have to keep our heads in the game."
Lex frustratingly had to agree that Jonathan was right. He was angry, but all that anger would go to waste if someone else in his life died due to this cycle his father caused. "Alright Mr. Kent. What do you need me to do?" Lex questioned, reluctantly but eager.
"This field has to be where we draw him in. No neighbors, no police. Nothing that'll set him off." Jonathan established as he was mapping out the area in his head. He's known every inch of farmland for years and this moment is one he will not waste one bit of his knowledge.
"And then what? You're a farmer, not a hunter. You draw him in, but that's your only play Mr. Kent." Lex corrected. Jonathan knew it himself. He wasn't. However there was luckily someone who did.
"Willis," Jonathan called out. She stood forward. Keeping her distance before. Trying to see if Lex had a gun of any kind. "you gave him his abilities. Do you have any way of getting rid of them?"
Vell thought about it hard. This was bound to come up sooner or later. Either on a trial or another crime scene. If she had lived without Clark there. "There might be. What we injected into Kenny was experimental micro tech. Theoretically making the bloodstream more conductive through these injections. Extremely dangerous procedures. Like I said, both illegal and a prototype from what was going to be done." Willis explained. Jonathan then nodded. He was thinking of some kind of plan. Clark was going to have to be his answer to piecing it together. He just needed to find a way to get Lex away.
"Lex, call the police. Tell them to get here when I give you the signal Kenny is here." Jonathan ordered. Lex questioned this choice. He wanted to help, and certainly didn't believe in whatever plan Jonathan had made in a few seconds. "Mr. Kent, I don't see how you could-" Jonathan interrupted him angrily. "Lex, I am trying to keep you safe. Why can't you get that?" Lex understood at that point. Or at the very least didn't want to get on Jonathan's bad side. It was clear his motivations were pure though. He went along with this. Kenny needed to be stopped.
As he left, Vell went up to Jonathan. "Him calling the cops isn't the full plan, is it?" Jonathan continued into the fields. "Tell Martha to grab the flare gun. She'll tell you where the traps are. Bring those as well." Jonathan informed her. He continued into the fields as she spoke behind him. "Are you sure he can do this? He's just a kid." Vell asked. Jonathan knew, but one thing crossed his mind as he ran to the shed.
He hoped he was.
Clark saw the light of the shed get closer as he walked over. Clark made it after a while. He took his time. Clark hadn't fully learnt how to run yet. Not with his full speed. He eventually made it after a long walk across the field. It had been a while since he just took in the stalks slowly. He felt the nightly winds as he walked inside the shed. He instantly felt the contrast of the dust and staleness laying out before him. However, one thing was different, this blue light coming from it he had never seen before. It was covered in old parts from previous projects Jonathan worked on. Clark saw old car parts he remembered he broke when he was little. He had a light chuckle of a car tire that still had marks of his baby teeth faintly showing. He approached it, but then wondered. What would he find? Would he find the answers to who he is, or just more questions? What if it was more dangerous than even what he had faced so far? But then on the other hand, Clark considered that this was something he wanted to know for a long time. The answers were needed. He grabbed at the tarp at the top, covering the majority of the parts and the glowing object. He was about to lift it when he heard someone outside in the fields.
"Clark! Son, we got a problem out here." Jonathan shouted out. Clark saw him outside as he left the shed. He ran towards the fields to hug his father. He didn't know what to think, but he leaned into his embrace.
"Clark, you alright?" Jonathan asked. Clark was just as bewildered as Jonathan, but he just wanted to hold onto this moment. Before he found anything else that would change anything.
"Yeah, i'm fine. Why are you here? Is Willis leaving?" Clark asked.
"No Clark, it's something else. Kenny is headed here." Jonathan answers. All the while, Clark is bewildered. No one could survive what he saw out there at the gas station.
"Dad, that's impossible. I saw the explosion. He couldn't possibly have gotten out of there. There's no way." Jonathan took it in, but knew how he could have made it.
"Vell told your mom and I about some experiment he was involved with. Whatever it was, he's not human anymore." Jonathan told the story, but Clark didn't exactly believe it.
"That's not completely true dad. Even with all that happened, I don't think I was the only victim back then. He mentioned at the station that his father played a role in this." Clark reasoned. Jonathan knew what Clark had to be thinking now. He and Martha raised him to think the best of people, but it wasn't the time for it.
"Son, you don't really think he can be saved can you?" Jonathan asked. Before any answer could be thought of, many sparks across the field were starting to show. They burnt the stalks as the trail of them continued. Clark and Jonathan gazed up at them from the shed.
"Guess we'll find out," Clark guessed. "For our sakes." Jonathan added.
