Chapter Six
As the gang continued with their meal, Lana regarded the silver bracelet that Linda had on her right wrist. It was glowing, strangely.
"Where did you get that bracelet?" She asked, curious with the shimmering accessory. Lana has an eye with fine things.
Linda bowed down, and was alarmed when she saw it. Just as the same, Lena regarded the peculiar soft glow.
"Is that one of those new mood bracelet thing?" Lana queried removing the anchovies from her slice of pizza, using a fork.
"Y-yeah." Linda plainly answered, then shoot a glance at her best friend, who she saw, was wide eyed by the phenomena. "A mood bracelet."
"Cool." Whitney piped, digging in his spaghetti and meatball meal.
The sound of crushing and twisting metals echoed into the air, suddenly. The gang was taken by surprise when just outside their window a faded yellow, beetle car came flipping over it side and tumbled several times, before finally stopping in the middle of the empty road.
Everyone present witnessed the whole thing and was horrified undoubtedly. Passersby stopped on their tracks as people inside the shops came out to check.
Lana and the gang stood up and gazed outside like everyone else. Shouts were heard as frightened town people realized that there's someone trapped inside the crushed vehicle.
"Oh my god there's an old lady inside the car!" A female voice shrieked, mortified as hell.
A small spark from the car engine ignited the spilled gas, and set the entire thing on fire. Screams filled the air again, fearing for the old lady's endangered life.
"I'm gonna call for an ambulance!" Linda immediately offered, mid- shout, in what seems to everyone as total panic.
Not waiting for anyone's reply, she heads off to some place isolated within the restaurant. She vanished into the ladies comfort room with her duffel bag. Lena encouraged her, thinking that it was a good idea.
"It's gonna blow!" One man shouted, making the town people run back to their shops for some refuge on what was about to tragically happen.
The small vehicle was now burning, much of the flames occupying the front portion of the car. A black raven escaped from the violent inferno. No one noticed it.
Just when everyone surrendered their hopes from anyone ever saving the lady, a woman, attired in a plain white, fitting baby tee shirt and short dark skirt, descended from the blue sky almost miraculously!
She landed rather gracefully, her white sneakers, making contact with the hood of the beetle car. The town people watched in complete awe as this beautiful young woman started ripping off the smashed roof of the car, piece by piece with ease. It doesn't seem like she's affected by the fire.
"Are you ok?" The woman asked the old lady trapped under the twisted metals. The blooded lady managed to give this woman a weak nod, somewhat rattled from her accident.
With the wind blowing her long, blonde gleaming hair while dark smoke rises from the flames, she kept her cool and pulled the victim out of the wreckage, into safety.
"Get her to the hospital!" She commanded, entrusting the old lady to one of the people in the crowd. The man nodded obediently, as he carried the victim in his arms.
The blonde woman turned to face the flaming car again. She understood that her task is not over yet. People would die or be wounded if she'd let that flaming monster remain where it is.
Gathering all her strengths, she held on tightly at the bumper of the beetle car. Amazingly, the town people witnessed as the woman was able to lift the burning car with her. In less than a minute the car was up in the air, with the beautiful woman carrying it, effortlessly.
Everyone came out of the shops to watch the woman, with the car, head off to some place else. They all found themselves clapping, dumbfounded by the super heroic action.
The car's getting heavier by the second, she has to dispose of it as soon as possible. She was scouting for a place to get rid of it, away from the civilians. Then up in the air, with the use of her telescopic vision, she spotted an open field. There were no residential houses in sight or farms, making it the perfect location.
She carefully placed the wrecked car in the middle of the field. As soon as she took flight, it exploded violently. Sending debris flying at every direction. The blast was so loud that she heard a ringing in her ears, making her back away a little from where she now hovered.
"Who was that?" Whitney asked, astounded by what he saw. Apparently everyone in town was asking the same question.
"A flying girl." Lana murmured, just as surprised as anyone else.
"Dude, she's the same flying girl from Leesburg!" Jason reminded Dick, who sat next to him. "Remember that incident were she saved a bus full of school kids hanging from a cliff?"
"Yeah. She was all over the news." Dick confirmed, baffled.
"You mean you've seen her before?" Lana inquired the Leesburg guys.
"Sure." Jason spoke again. "That was her first rescue, then I think 7 more greater ones followed that. She wasn't showing herself in public that much now though, so the press grew tired of hounding her."
"Keeping a lot profile." Whitney concluded for him. Jason nodded.
"Is it the first time you've seen her here?" Dick interrogated Lana and Whitney.
"Yeah." They uttered in unison.
"Where's Linda?" Dick abruptly turned his attention away, glancing at Lena for answers. "She's been gone for a while."
"I'll go get her." Lena offered, heading for the comfort room.
The gang went on talking about the heroine that saved the old lady. Who is she? Where does she come from? What is she? Were the question's left in everybody's thoughts. Moments later, a puffed eyed Linda appeared with Lena. She sat down next to Dick.
"What happened? Where have you been?" Dick fired his questions, without warning.
"I called for some help and I was so frightened that I passed out." Linda reasoned, whimpering like a little girl. She rested her head on Dick's broad shoulder. "Oh Dick, I was so scared for the old lady."
Lana and the rest of them felt sorry for Linda. Her heart seemed to be not strong enough for moments like that. Lena handed her friend a tissue paper to wipe her tears away.
"Oh Lyn." Lana squeezed Linda's hand gently, as if saying that it's ok.
"She's safe now." Dick comforted her, placing an arm around her shoulder. "That flying blonde girl from Leesburg appeared and saved her."
"You mean she also saves people, here in Smallville?" Linda uttered softly, raising her head. "How's that possible?"
Lena shrugged in response.
"I dunno." Dick said, rubbing Linda's shoulder. A great deal of suspicion was creeping through his mind.
It was one strange and astonishing afternoon for the gang and the town folks. Everyone seemed to be talking about that girl! That angel from the sky!
Local Smallville journalist came pouring in at the accident scene armed with camera's and a pen and paper. They we're in a complete frenzy interviewing anyone who claimed saw the rescue.
"She's an archangel sent by God himself!" One old citizen claimed.
"She came down from the sky with wings of fire!" Another one exaggerated completely.
"An Earth Angel!" Someone praised joyfully.
True, everyone in town saw the amazing rescue from a far, though only one person has truly laid her eyes up close and has been cradled by the heroine within her arms. That old lady driver.
Inside Lex Luthor's mansion:
Clark slumped lazy on a very comfortable, elegant velvet chair inside the library. His friend Lex was at his office, being interrogated by the police for the gruesome massacre that happened yesterday afternoon. The office was opposite the library, the room where Clark's waiting.
Using his super hearing abilities, he was able to listen to every question and every answer given at the other room. He jotted rapidly every detail on his small pad paper, pausing ones in a while to think if he'd missed something.
"Thank you Mr. Luthor with your time." He heard one of the police officer said. They're probably done with the questionings and are preparing to leave the mansion.
"You can be sure that the Smallville police department wouldn't rest until the perpetrators are behind bars." The other police promised.
"That's very comforting to know, gentlemen." Clark heard Lex retorted.
He heard the officers foot steps heading off down the corridors and out of the mansion. "Sorry to keep you waiting Clark." Lex had entered the library, straightening his gray business suit.
"Nah, that's ok." He reckoned, watching Lex sat on a chair before him.
"So," Lex crossed his legs as he wet his chapped lips. "Where were we again?"
"The part where Hans saw the creature devouring Michael's body."
Lex shook his head with a smile pasted on his face, in total disbelief.
"I know for a fact that you have written down the complete story of what happened yesterday. You used your super powers again to eves drop on our conversation at the next room. I've already figured you out Clark, remember?" He reminded his best friend, uncrossing his legs, placing his elbows on them. "I know your secrets."
Clark had accidentally exposed Lex his super human powers way back. He couldn't lie about it at that instant because he saw it firsthand. The only remaining step to do is confess the truth about his secret, his gifts. Lex was stunned but later accepted Clark's true nature. Since then, they've been helping each other fight the freaks of their town. Whether it involves the supernatural or not.
"One last time Lex, tell me what the creature looks like." Clark pleaded. Although he over heard the description earlier, he wanted to hear it from him again. He thought that this would help him picture out the creature vividly.
"Alright." He gave in. "According to Hans, it's a creature he has never seen before. A set of big red bloody eyes, monstrous ears, razor sharp talons, and sharp dagger like teeth."
"A monster unlike any other."
Lex rose from his feet and scanned some books stacked on the library shelf. He was in search of something Clark could feel it. Momentarily, he pulled out one volume of a thick old, leather bounded, black book. His fingers flipped through every brittle and stained pages until he found what he wanted to show him. "The Philippines has a lot of interesting and mind boggling characters on its ancient folklore." Lex explained, handling Clark the opened page of the book. "One of them the myth of the 'Aswang'."
Clark laid his eyes on a disturbing sketch of a frightening woman holding a bloody human heart in one hand and clutching a liver like figure on the other.
"It is believed that the 'Aswang' lives on consuming human hearts and livers as a part of their demonic nature. An unborn baby can also be a satisfying meal for this vile creatures." Was written in the book in bold italic letters. Clark furrowed his eyebrows, baffled. The thought of facing the mentioned being sent shudders down his spine.
"You mean the monster who killed Michael's an 'Aswang'?" Clark continued.
"Not likely." Lex informed walking next to Clark. "You see these creatures are nocturnal. The sun would kill them. But Michael's killer attacked him on broad day light and morphed into a raven for an escape."
"What is it then?"
"I have a strong hunch that it's a shape shifter. A being with the ability to alter his appearance and eat human organs in order to survive."
Nick Adler was the name that popped into Clark's head. The one he smashed with a rock.
"That's not possible. I've already defeated Nick in our last encounter." He pointed out. It was still clear to him that the shape shifter turned into a puddle of green goo.
"There must be a new one in town." Lex commented, glancing out of the library window. "All we need to do is figure out who."
A part of Clark was somewhat relieved to find out that it's another shape shifter. He had killed one previously and knows how to rid of the creature. Smashing it with a huge slate of rock like a pesky cockroach.
What he didn't realize is that this new player's got something else in stored for our teen of steel. Something the previous shape shifter didn't possess. And Clark would find out soon enough.
As the gang continued with their meal, Lana regarded the silver bracelet that Linda had on her right wrist. It was glowing, strangely.
"Where did you get that bracelet?" She asked, curious with the shimmering accessory. Lana has an eye with fine things.
Linda bowed down, and was alarmed when she saw it. Just as the same, Lena regarded the peculiar soft glow.
"Is that one of those new mood bracelet thing?" Lana queried removing the anchovies from her slice of pizza, using a fork.
"Y-yeah." Linda plainly answered, then shoot a glance at her best friend, who she saw, was wide eyed by the phenomena. "A mood bracelet."
"Cool." Whitney piped, digging in his spaghetti and meatball meal.
The sound of crushing and twisting metals echoed into the air, suddenly. The gang was taken by surprise when just outside their window a faded yellow, beetle car came flipping over it side and tumbled several times, before finally stopping in the middle of the empty road.
Everyone present witnessed the whole thing and was horrified undoubtedly. Passersby stopped on their tracks as people inside the shops came out to check.
Lana and the gang stood up and gazed outside like everyone else. Shouts were heard as frightened town people realized that there's someone trapped inside the crushed vehicle.
"Oh my god there's an old lady inside the car!" A female voice shrieked, mortified as hell.
A small spark from the car engine ignited the spilled gas, and set the entire thing on fire. Screams filled the air again, fearing for the old lady's endangered life.
"I'm gonna call for an ambulance!" Linda immediately offered, mid- shout, in what seems to everyone as total panic.
Not waiting for anyone's reply, she heads off to some place isolated within the restaurant. She vanished into the ladies comfort room with her duffel bag. Lena encouraged her, thinking that it was a good idea.
"It's gonna blow!" One man shouted, making the town people run back to their shops for some refuge on what was about to tragically happen.
The small vehicle was now burning, much of the flames occupying the front portion of the car. A black raven escaped from the violent inferno. No one noticed it.
Just when everyone surrendered their hopes from anyone ever saving the lady, a woman, attired in a plain white, fitting baby tee shirt and short dark skirt, descended from the blue sky almost miraculously!
She landed rather gracefully, her white sneakers, making contact with the hood of the beetle car. The town people watched in complete awe as this beautiful young woman started ripping off the smashed roof of the car, piece by piece with ease. It doesn't seem like she's affected by the fire.
"Are you ok?" The woman asked the old lady trapped under the twisted metals. The blooded lady managed to give this woman a weak nod, somewhat rattled from her accident.
With the wind blowing her long, blonde gleaming hair while dark smoke rises from the flames, she kept her cool and pulled the victim out of the wreckage, into safety.
"Get her to the hospital!" She commanded, entrusting the old lady to one of the people in the crowd. The man nodded obediently, as he carried the victim in his arms.
The blonde woman turned to face the flaming car again. She understood that her task is not over yet. People would die or be wounded if she'd let that flaming monster remain where it is.
Gathering all her strengths, she held on tightly at the bumper of the beetle car. Amazingly, the town people witnessed as the woman was able to lift the burning car with her. In less than a minute the car was up in the air, with the beautiful woman carrying it, effortlessly.
Everyone came out of the shops to watch the woman, with the car, head off to some place else. They all found themselves clapping, dumbfounded by the super heroic action.
The car's getting heavier by the second, she has to dispose of it as soon as possible. She was scouting for a place to get rid of it, away from the civilians. Then up in the air, with the use of her telescopic vision, she spotted an open field. There were no residential houses in sight or farms, making it the perfect location.
She carefully placed the wrecked car in the middle of the field. As soon as she took flight, it exploded violently. Sending debris flying at every direction. The blast was so loud that she heard a ringing in her ears, making her back away a little from where she now hovered.
"Who was that?" Whitney asked, astounded by what he saw. Apparently everyone in town was asking the same question.
"A flying girl." Lana murmured, just as surprised as anyone else.
"Dude, she's the same flying girl from Leesburg!" Jason reminded Dick, who sat next to him. "Remember that incident were she saved a bus full of school kids hanging from a cliff?"
"Yeah. She was all over the news." Dick confirmed, baffled.
"You mean you've seen her before?" Lana inquired the Leesburg guys.
"Sure." Jason spoke again. "That was her first rescue, then I think 7 more greater ones followed that. She wasn't showing herself in public that much now though, so the press grew tired of hounding her."
"Keeping a lot profile." Whitney concluded for him. Jason nodded.
"Is it the first time you've seen her here?" Dick interrogated Lana and Whitney.
"Yeah." They uttered in unison.
"Where's Linda?" Dick abruptly turned his attention away, glancing at Lena for answers. "She's been gone for a while."
"I'll go get her." Lena offered, heading for the comfort room.
The gang went on talking about the heroine that saved the old lady. Who is she? Where does she come from? What is she? Were the question's left in everybody's thoughts. Moments later, a puffed eyed Linda appeared with Lena. She sat down next to Dick.
"What happened? Where have you been?" Dick fired his questions, without warning.
"I called for some help and I was so frightened that I passed out." Linda reasoned, whimpering like a little girl. She rested her head on Dick's broad shoulder. "Oh Dick, I was so scared for the old lady."
Lana and the rest of them felt sorry for Linda. Her heart seemed to be not strong enough for moments like that. Lena handed her friend a tissue paper to wipe her tears away.
"Oh Lyn." Lana squeezed Linda's hand gently, as if saying that it's ok.
"She's safe now." Dick comforted her, placing an arm around her shoulder. "That flying blonde girl from Leesburg appeared and saved her."
"You mean she also saves people, here in Smallville?" Linda uttered softly, raising her head. "How's that possible?"
Lena shrugged in response.
"I dunno." Dick said, rubbing Linda's shoulder. A great deal of suspicion was creeping through his mind.
It was one strange and astonishing afternoon for the gang and the town folks. Everyone seemed to be talking about that girl! That angel from the sky!
Local Smallville journalist came pouring in at the accident scene armed with camera's and a pen and paper. They we're in a complete frenzy interviewing anyone who claimed saw the rescue.
"She's an archangel sent by God himself!" One old citizen claimed.
"She came down from the sky with wings of fire!" Another one exaggerated completely.
"An Earth Angel!" Someone praised joyfully.
True, everyone in town saw the amazing rescue from a far, though only one person has truly laid her eyes up close and has been cradled by the heroine within her arms. That old lady driver.
Inside Lex Luthor's mansion:
Clark slumped lazy on a very comfortable, elegant velvet chair inside the library. His friend Lex was at his office, being interrogated by the police for the gruesome massacre that happened yesterday afternoon. The office was opposite the library, the room where Clark's waiting.
Using his super hearing abilities, he was able to listen to every question and every answer given at the other room. He jotted rapidly every detail on his small pad paper, pausing ones in a while to think if he'd missed something.
"Thank you Mr. Luthor with your time." He heard one of the police officer said. They're probably done with the questionings and are preparing to leave the mansion.
"You can be sure that the Smallville police department wouldn't rest until the perpetrators are behind bars." The other police promised.
"That's very comforting to know, gentlemen." Clark heard Lex retorted.
He heard the officers foot steps heading off down the corridors and out of the mansion. "Sorry to keep you waiting Clark." Lex had entered the library, straightening his gray business suit.
"Nah, that's ok." He reckoned, watching Lex sat on a chair before him.
"So," Lex crossed his legs as he wet his chapped lips. "Where were we again?"
"The part where Hans saw the creature devouring Michael's body."
Lex shook his head with a smile pasted on his face, in total disbelief.
"I know for a fact that you have written down the complete story of what happened yesterday. You used your super powers again to eves drop on our conversation at the next room. I've already figured you out Clark, remember?" He reminded his best friend, uncrossing his legs, placing his elbows on them. "I know your secrets."
Clark had accidentally exposed Lex his super human powers way back. He couldn't lie about it at that instant because he saw it firsthand. The only remaining step to do is confess the truth about his secret, his gifts. Lex was stunned but later accepted Clark's true nature. Since then, they've been helping each other fight the freaks of their town. Whether it involves the supernatural or not.
"One last time Lex, tell me what the creature looks like." Clark pleaded. Although he over heard the description earlier, he wanted to hear it from him again. He thought that this would help him picture out the creature vividly.
"Alright." He gave in. "According to Hans, it's a creature he has never seen before. A set of big red bloody eyes, monstrous ears, razor sharp talons, and sharp dagger like teeth."
"A monster unlike any other."
Lex rose from his feet and scanned some books stacked on the library shelf. He was in search of something Clark could feel it. Momentarily, he pulled out one volume of a thick old, leather bounded, black book. His fingers flipped through every brittle and stained pages until he found what he wanted to show him. "The Philippines has a lot of interesting and mind boggling characters on its ancient folklore." Lex explained, handling Clark the opened page of the book. "One of them the myth of the 'Aswang'."
Clark laid his eyes on a disturbing sketch of a frightening woman holding a bloody human heart in one hand and clutching a liver like figure on the other.
"It is believed that the 'Aswang' lives on consuming human hearts and livers as a part of their demonic nature. An unborn baby can also be a satisfying meal for this vile creatures." Was written in the book in bold italic letters. Clark furrowed his eyebrows, baffled. The thought of facing the mentioned being sent shudders down his spine.
"You mean the monster who killed Michael's an 'Aswang'?" Clark continued.
"Not likely." Lex informed walking next to Clark. "You see these creatures are nocturnal. The sun would kill them. But Michael's killer attacked him on broad day light and morphed into a raven for an escape."
"What is it then?"
"I have a strong hunch that it's a shape shifter. A being with the ability to alter his appearance and eat human organs in order to survive."
Nick Adler was the name that popped into Clark's head. The one he smashed with a rock.
"That's not possible. I've already defeated Nick in our last encounter." He pointed out. It was still clear to him that the shape shifter turned into a puddle of green goo.
"There must be a new one in town." Lex commented, glancing out of the library window. "All we need to do is figure out who."
A part of Clark was somewhat relieved to find out that it's another shape shifter. He had killed one previously and knows how to rid of the creature. Smashing it with a huge slate of rock like a pesky cockroach.
What he didn't realize is that this new player's got something else in stored for our teen of steel. Something the previous shape shifter didn't possess. And Clark would find out soon enough.