Smallville High Take Over
Chapter 2
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"So, are we ready to begin?" Tom asked, the gun facing directly at them.
"Begin what, why are you keeping us here?" Lana asked as fear spread through her voice.
"Let's just say that I'm on the run, and I know what I need to make sure I have what I need."
Clark turned to Lana and smiled weakly.
Gently, he squeezed her hand and then turned back to Tom.
"What do you want to know?"
"Its simple, I want to know if anything strange has been happening here?"
"Of course, if anything strange happens it usually happens in Smallville."
Tom smiled, as if he already knew the answer.
"That's what I thought." He said, as he walked over to the briefcase again.
His shaking hands reached slowly into the silver briefcase, and then came out holding a green folder.
"In this folder I have a list of strange occurences in Smallville, most of which started 16 years ago with a Meteor Shower."
Clark sighed as he began to get anxious.
"Please don't let this be related to me too!" He told himself in his mind over and over.
"I'm willing to guess that somehow a creature, from another world, landed in this place, and I have the proof I need."
"Then why are you here?" Lana asked, careful not to upset him, but to get as much information as possible.
"I'm glad you asked." He said, closing the folder.
Tom glanced back at the screen and surveyed the displays.
"My name is Tom Blanchfield, I was a CIA agent for the United States for 27 years, I was the highest paid angent on the force until the government found out about my research on this little town, everything was so heavily guarded that they fired me before I knew it, and arrested me."
"They arrested you, why were you so interested in this place?" Lana asked.
"I always knew there was someone here with extrodinairy powers, ever since the reports started, and I know that no matter what you say, that this thing is here, I have the reports, I have samples, I even have pieces of the meteorite that I used to change into weapons to catch them, but I need to find him."
"You broke out of Prison didn't you."
"Of course, its not that hard to break out when you've been a hired killer for so long, but that doesn't matter now."
Tom raised his head, and turned back to them, moving his gun back to where it was, facing the two frightened teenagers in the corner.
"Tell me, are there any people here who exhibit extrodinairy powers and abilities."
"You have to be kidding, that's like half the football team!" Clark said.
Lana shifted her wait and looked at Clark.
"No."
"Why are you lying to me, I'm not an idiot, I have done the research!" Tom demanded, throwing the folder down.
Placing the gun down on the desk, he quickly walked over to his coat which he had previously thrown on the floor, and rustled in the coat until he pulled out a silver box.
"That's lead!" Clark said, almost sensing what was inside.
"You, help me!" Tom said pointing to Lana.
"What?" Clark asked.
"NOW!" Tom said.
Lana quickly looked at Clark, and then stood up.
Clark knew what was coming, how could he stop it.
Lana walked next to Tom and took the box from him.
"Open it." Tom insisted.
Lana quickly opened the latch, and then she opened the box.
The green rock inside was blazing brightly.
"My necklace." Lana said, as Tom grabbed the stone from inside.
"Your necklace?" He insisted, looking at her.
"I have a necklace exactly like this, where did you get this?" Lana asked, growing angry.
A moan came from the corner of the room.
Lana turned to see Clark in pain, on the floor.
"Clark?"
"So, you're the one!" Tom said laughing.
"Clark, what's wrong?"
Tom moved over to his briefcase and pressed the red button.
"I knew you weren't telling me everything, but this I didn't expect."
Lana, seeing Clark's pain, quickly grabbed the stone from Tom's weak hand and threw it out the window.
"You're going to regret that!" Tom said, turning to grab the gun.
Before his brain registered what was happening, Clark jumped up with amazing speed and rushed over to the gun, knocking it feet away, to the floor.
Then, as quick as he arrived, he left the library with Lana in his arms.
"I'm glad I prepared for this." Tom said, ignoring the gun and punching in a number sequence.
"You're not going to escape the building!" He said, as he pressed enter.
The words on the screen quickly entered his mind.
"There, you see, my sensors are ready, I can tell when you try to leave and exactly where you are, and now I just need to find a way to smoke you out!"
Chapter 2
Wendigo3@hotmail.com
"So, are we ready to begin?" Tom asked, the gun facing directly at them.
"Begin what, why are you keeping us here?" Lana asked as fear spread through her voice.
"Let's just say that I'm on the run, and I know what I need to make sure I have what I need."
Clark turned to Lana and smiled weakly.
Gently, he squeezed her hand and then turned back to Tom.
"What do you want to know?"
"Its simple, I want to know if anything strange has been happening here?"
"Of course, if anything strange happens it usually happens in Smallville."
Tom smiled, as if he already knew the answer.
"That's what I thought." He said, as he walked over to the briefcase again.
His shaking hands reached slowly into the silver briefcase, and then came out holding a green folder.
"In this folder I have a list of strange occurences in Smallville, most of which started 16 years ago with a Meteor Shower."
Clark sighed as he began to get anxious.
"Please don't let this be related to me too!" He told himself in his mind over and over.
"I'm willing to guess that somehow a creature, from another world, landed in this place, and I have the proof I need."
"Then why are you here?" Lana asked, careful not to upset him, but to get as much information as possible.
"I'm glad you asked." He said, closing the folder.
Tom glanced back at the screen and surveyed the displays.
"My name is Tom Blanchfield, I was a CIA agent for the United States for 27 years, I was the highest paid angent on the force until the government found out about my research on this little town, everything was so heavily guarded that they fired me before I knew it, and arrested me."
"They arrested you, why were you so interested in this place?" Lana asked.
"I always knew there was someone here with extrodinairy powers, ever since the reports started, and I know that no matter what you say, that this thing is here, I have the reports, I have samples, I even have pieces of the meteorite that I used to change into weapons to catch them, but I need to find him."
"You broke out of Prison didn't you."
"Of course, its not that hard to break out when you've been a hired killer for so long, but that doesn't matter now."
Tom raised his head, and turned back to them, moving his gun back to where it was, facing the two frightened teenagers in the corner.
"Tell me, are there any people here who exhibit extrodinairy powers and abilities."
"You have to be kidding, that's like half the football team!" Clark said.
Lana shifted her wait and looked at Clark.
"No."
"Why are you lying to me, I'm not an idiot, I have done the research!" Tom demanded, throwing the folder down.
Placing the gun down on the desk, he quickly walked over to his coat which he had previously thrown on the floor, and rustled in the coat until he pulled out a silver box.
"That's lead!" Clark said, almost sensing what was inside.
"You, help me!" Tom said pointing to Lana.
"What?" Clark asked.
"NOW!" Tom said.
Lana quickly looked at Clark, and then stood up.
Clark knew what was coming, how could he stop it.
Lana walked next to Tom and took the box from him.
"Open it." Tom insisted.
Lana quickly opened the latch, and then she opened the box.
The green rock inside was blazing brightly.
"My necklace." Lana said, as Tom grabbed the stone from inside.
"Your necklace?" He insisted, looking at her.
"I have a necklace exactly like this, where did you get this?" Lana asked, growing angry.
A moan came from the corner of the room.
Lana turned to see Clark in pain, on the floor.
"Clark?"
"So, you're the one!" Tom said laughing.
"Clark, what's wrong?"
Tom moved over to his briefcase and pressed the red button.
"I knew you weren't telling me everything, but this I didn't expect."
Lana, seeing Clark's pain, quickly grabbed the stone from Tom's weak hand and threw it out the window.
"You're going to regret that!" Tom said, turning to grab the gun.
Before his brain registered what was happening, Clark jumped up with amazing speed and rushed over to the gun, knocking it feet away, to the floor.
Then, as quick as he arrived, he left the library with Lana in his arms.
"I'm glad I prepared for this." Tom said, ignoring the gun and punching in a number sequence.
"You're not going to escape the building!" He said, as he pressed enter.
The words on the screen quickly entered his mind.
"There, you see, my sensors are ready, I can tell when you try to leave and exactly where you are, and now I just need to find a way to smoke you out!"