*Abandon* by Electric Spyro
A.n. next part. k, sry 2 disappoint those clana lovers, but there's like zip-o clark and lana scenes in this chapter. but, i promise 2 update if u review cuz i 3 reviews
CrAzYgUrL73089 - LOL. i can see how u got ur pen name. haha. jk. thanx a bunch 4 reviewin'! ur the bestest! :o)
now, on with the story!
*~*~*
The ice and snow flew at Clark angrily as he sped past the blur of houses around him. He didn't stop running until he saw his house.
" Mom? Dad?" he yelled as he walked inside.
" What's wrong?" Martha asked as she rushed out of the kitchen to see why Clark sounded so desperate.
" Is Lana here?" Clark demanded. He completely forgot about the days he spent in the loft thinking about her. He didn't remember their horrible break-up. He was only thinking about Lana - he had to save Lana.
" No, should she?"
" Mom, there's a blizzard outside right now and Chloe said she hasn't come home yet. Last time I saw her she was riding Donatello. Did she bring him in?" Clark spoke quickly.
As if on cue, Clark and Martha heard the faint neighing of a horse outside the door. They looked at each other before Clark quickly opened it.
Donatello was galloping around trying desperately to get out of the snow. Lana was not on his back and Clark felt even worse. This confirmed that Lana was still out there probably fighting to stay alive.
Both he and Martha immediately grabbed Donatello's reins and managed to get him into the garage.
" Lana must still be out in the snow, Mom! She wouldn't let Donatello come back without her!" Clark shouted over the intense winds. He started for the door.
" Clark!" Martha screamed before he sped out of the garage. " Be careful - please!"
He nodded in agreement and the super sped back out in the snow.
*~*~*
" What're we suppose to do now?" Chloe asked Pete just as Clark left.
" Well, we should find some flash lights," Pete suggested as he tried to make his way to the kitchen.
" Where are they at?" Chloe wondered as she tried to follow him.
" I don't know."
" You don't know?" Chloe repeated unbelievably. " You don't know where the flashlights are in your own house?"
" My mom always puts them some place," Pete explained as he bumped into the coffee table in the living room.
" Well, where's your mom?" Chloe asked impatiently as she made the effort to go around the table.
" I don't know."
" Pete!" Chloe shouted. " Quit being funny! We're in a blizzard and we need light!"
" Who's being funny? I seriously have no clue where she is! She went out with my dad to get dinner or something," Pete said truthfully.
" Just start looking for the flashlights, Pete."
There was suddenly the sounds of rustling and creaking as the two friends searched the house for the flashlights.
" Ouch! Hey, I found my stopwatch!" Pete shouted triumphantly.
" That's just great, Pete. Now could you please find -"
Just then there was a bang.
" What was that?" Chloe asked. All the confidence seemed to have left her voice.
" Sounded like it came from the back door," Pete guessed.
There was another bang.
" Okay, Pete, this is really creepy," Chloe stated terrifyingly.
Then there was a voice.
" Pete? Are you here?"
" Byron?" Pete suddenly asked as he stumbled his way to the back door.
Chloe followed slowly.
The two turned the corner and met with their other friend, Byron, who was covered with snow. He was holding a lantern and beamed at them happily.
" Oh, you're both here - good," he stated.
" Yeah, what're you doing here?" Pete wondered.
" Lex sent me out to get everybody. The blizzard knocked out everybody's power on this side of Smallville so he's offering everone to stay over at his place," Byron explained as he brushed off some snow from his coat.
" You expect us to walk all the way to Lex's mansion? In this?" Pete asked unbelievably as he pointed out the window at the swirling snow.
" You'd rather stay here and freeze?" Byron said intelligently. " Trust me, it's not that far."
Pete and Chloe glanced at each other and then followed Byron out the door in the icy storm.
A.n. next part. k, sry 2 disappoint those clana lovers, but there's like zip-o clark and lana scenes in this chapter. but, i promise 2 update if u review cuz i 3 reviews
CrAzYgUrL73089 - LOL. i can see how u got ur pen name. haha. jk. thanx a bunch 4 reviewin'! ur the bestest! :o)
now, on with the story!
*~*~*
The ice and snow flew at Clark angrily as he sped past the blur of houses around him. He didn't stop running until he saw his house.
" Mom? Dad?" he yelled as he walked inside.
" What's wrong?" Martha asked as she rushed out of the kitchen to see why Clark sounded so desperate.
" Is Lana here?" Clark demanded. He completely forgot about the days he spent in the loft thinking about her. He didn't remember their horrible break-up. He was only thinking about Lana - he had to save Lana.
" No, should she?"
" Mom, there's a blizzard outside right now and Chloe said she hasn't come home yet. Last time I saw her she was riding Donatello. Did she bring him in?" Clark spoke quickly.
As if on cue, Clark and Martha heard the faint neighing of a horse outside the door. They looked at each other before Clark quickly opened it.
Donatello was galloping around trying desperately to get out of the snow. Lana was not on his back and Clark felt even worse. This confirmed that Lana was still out there probably fighting to stay alive.
Both he and Martha immediately grabbed Donatello's reins and managed to get him into the garage.
" Lana must still be out in the snow, Mom! She wouldn't let Donatello come back without her!" Clark shouted over the intense winds. He started for the door.
" Clark!" Martha screamed before he sped out of the garage. " Be careful - please!"
He nodded in agreement and the super sped back out in the snow.
*~*~*
" What're we suppose to do now?" Chloe asked Pete just as Clark left.
" Well, we should find some flash lights," Pete suggested as he tried to make his way to the kitchen.
" Where are they at?" Chloe wondered as she tried to follow him.
" I don't know."
" You don't know?" Chloe repeated unbelievably. " You don't know where the flashlights are in your own house?"
" My mom always puts them some place," Pete explained as he bumped into the coffee table in the living room.
" Well, where's your mom?" Chloe asked impatiently as she made the effort to go around the table.
" I don't know."
" Pete!" Chloe shouted. " Quit being funny! We're in a blizzard and we need light!"
" Who's being funny? I seriously have no clue where she is! She went out with my dad to get dinner or something," Pete said truthfully.
" Just start looking for the flashlights, Pete."
There was suddenly the sounds of rustling and creaking as the two friends searched the house for the flashlights.
" Ouch! Hey, I found my stopwatch!" Pete shouted triumphantly.
" That's just great, Pete. Now could you please find -"
Just then there was a bang.
" What was that?" Chloe asked. All the confidence seemed to have left her voice.
" Sounded like it came from the back door," Pete guessed.
There was another bang.
" Okay, Pete, this is really creepy," Chloe stated terrifyingly.
Then there was a voice.
" Pete? Are you here?"
" Byron?" Pete suddenly asked as he stumbled his way to the back door.
Chloe followed slowly.
The two turned the corner and met with their other friend, Byron, who was covered with snow. He was holding a lantern and beamed at them happily.
" Oh, you're both here - good," he stated.
" Yeah, what're you doing here?" Pete wondered.
" Lex sent me out to get everybody. The blizzard knocked out everybody's power on this side of Smallville so he's offering everone to stay over at his place," Byron explained as he brushed off some snow from his coat.
" You expect us to walk all the way to Lex's mansion? In this?" Pete asked unbelievably as he pointed out the window at the swirling snow.
" You'd rather stay here and freeze?" Byron said intelligently. " Trust me, it's not that far."
Pete and Chloe glanced at each other and then followed Byron out the door in the icy storm.