Chloe spent hours online trying to find out information on Kathleen.
Finally, on a wanted list, Kathleen's picture was posted and under it said
"armed and dangerous." Chloe sat shocked for a minute. Then, she concluded
to tell Clark right away.
Lana sat on her bed looking at a picture of Whitney. Ever since he died her life seemed to be on hold. Her and Clark were distant and nothing new ever happened. It seemed so long ago when he died; slowly a tear fell down her face.
Lex Luthor and Helen Bryce sat in a fancy restaurant eating quietly with an awkward silence. Each sat, waiting for the other to bring up something.
"How was your work," said Lex breaking the cold silence.
Helen looked up, "It was ok. I finally submitted my refusal to work in Metropolis. There was really nothing major that went on in the hospital."
"That's too bad. I'm glad you decided to stay with me, though," Lex smiled and placed his hand on hers.
Pete, Clark, and Kathleen walked around the dirt roads talking about all kinds of things.
"I just don't know if I can handle two of you," smiled Pete.
"From the sounds of it, I don't think it could get any crazier," laughed Kathleen.
"Well just think, Pete," said Clark, "Now there will be three of us to help with all the craziness. Two who are superhuman."
"Yeah, so, welcome to team Pete and Clark, Kathleen," laughed Pete as he ran ahead.
The other two ran after him.
The next day at school, Chloe approached Clark and asked him to talk in private. They both went into the newspaper office and Chloe closed the door.
"Clark, Kathleen is wanted. They even say she is dangerous." Chloe then proceeded to show Clark the picture posted on the website.
"Chloe, she's not dangerous. Someone's trying to get her. She's innocent."
"Clark, look at the website. Usually innocent people aren't posted as dangerous."
"You don't know her." Clark shouted at Chloe and then knocked over a stack of papers.
Chloe stepped back in astonishment, "What's wrong with you?"
Later that day, Jonathan confronted Clark, "Look, son, we're glad that you have someone else like you, but both your mother and I believe that you should not even sleep anywhere with Kathleen. It's not that we don't trust you. It is just. well, son, we don't trust your hormones. Especially since she's one of your kind."
Clark stood, processing the information for a minute, "You know, you don't really have any authority over me. I'm stronger than you and I think I'm going to do whatever I want to do." With that, he walked out of the barn.
"You can't tell me what to do. You're not my mother," screamed Kathleen.
Martha rushed down stairs, "Did you talk to Clark?"
"Yeah," answered Jonathan as he entered the house, "He snapped at me. It didn't sound like him. What's up with Kathleen?"
"I don't know. All I asked her to do was to come down for dinner. Then she bit my head off."
"Those two are acting weird. Do you think it has something to do with them being around each other?"
"I don't know," sighed Martha, "But we need to find out. Clark is a big enough handle full as it is. We don't need another super teenager with ignorant behavior. I just don't understand. He's acting like he did when he had the red meteor rock on his finger."
Clark entered Kathleen's room. Everywhere there were objects that had been beaten and destroyed. Kathleen stood by the window.
"Hey, Kathy," said Clark with an evil grin on his face.
"Don't you dare call me Kathy," growled Kathleen, "Get out!"
"I don't have to," yelled Clark.
Kathleen tossed the lamp at him. He dodged it and grabbed her, "Bitch."
With that, they began to fight. Kathleen desperately tried to hit and scratch Clark as he held her and threw her whenever she got at him. Pete entered the room and opened up a lead box. Inside it was a chunk of green meteor rock. Clark and Kathleen sunk to the floor in sudden weakness.
"Sorry guys," said Pete, "It was the only way to help you until we can find what's wrong with you."
Martha and Jonathan stood behind Pete. "Thank you, Pete," whispered Martha, "I know that is difficult for you to do to Clark."
Pete set the meteor rock down and subsequently the trio left.
Jonathan advanced towards Dr. Helen Bryce, "Hello, Dr. Bryce. You remember me right?"
"How could I forget? Your son is the most extraordinary person or. being I have ever seen."
"Well, I need your help again, but this cannot get out."
Helen agreed to help Jonathan, and they both set off to see Clark.
"I just don't get it Pete. One minute he's gentle Clark and then he's raving mad Clark. He's barely even met the girl and now he's defending her to beat the band."
Chloe stood there cleaning up the materials that had been strewn across the room.
"I don't know Chloe. Maybe he just has major raging hormones like most teenagers do. You know all that crap that teachers talk about in health class."
"Well, whatever it is, Pete. I don't like it, and I want it to change. This kind of Clark is not good."
Helen stayed after late to finish her study on Clark and Kathleen. When she had gotten there, they had updated her on to what had happened. She took DNA samples of both of them and brought them back to the lab to study. First, she looked at just Clark's DNA sample. His seemed normal, well as normal as his DNA could get. Then she switched it with Kathleen's. Just as she picked up both and brought them near to each other, a weird reaction occurred. Each of the DNA samples glowed a light red. She looked at each of the samples underneath the microscope making sure that the samples were close to each other. It seemed that, being near each other, a certain DNA strand was affected giving off an extremely toxic amount of adrenaline. In Clark and Kathleen's body, there was no idea how it could affect their personalities. Helen tried several different chemicals to attempt to get the DNA to cease giving off such a powerful dosage of adrenaline. After she seemed to have worked for hours without a single break through, Helen tried switching the DNA strands that had given off the adrenaline. As soon as she planted the DNA into the opposite samples, the DNA bonded and the light red glow stopped. Helen looked at each sample and found that neither was producing adrenaline.
"So those are your two choices," explained Helen.
Jonathan and Martha looked at one another, "It won't hurt them will it?"
Helen shook her head, "It shouldn't."
"Then do it," said Jonathan. He held Martha in a loving hug as they walked up the stairs.
Helen brought out two needles. She next continued to exchange a little of Clark's and Kathleen's DNA.
"How is it that you can us needles on them," asked Jonathan out of curiosity.
"I used the green meteor rock to make the needles themselves. I figured I would need them someday," smiled Helen, "There you go. Give them a minute and they should be good to go."
Martha thanked Helen as she left. Afterward, Jonathan put the meteor rock back into the lead container. As soon as it was closed, Clark and Kathleen gasped as their power came rushing back to them. They both sat up.
"What happened," groaned Clark.
Kathleen held her head.
"So, I don't suppose you're going to tell me where you were," said Lex as Helen undressed behind a divider.
"No, I don't suppose I will tell you where I was, besides, it was for work," answered Helen as she climbed into bed, "I'm tired. So let's just go to sleep."
Lex turned off the light and silently sat looking at Helen.
"So, you're alright," asked Pete.
"Yeah," answered Clark, "Dr. Bryce helped somehow."
"You know you're gonna have to explain yourself to Chloe. She was really freaked out when you went crazy on her."
"Yeah, I know."
"How's Kathleen coping?"
Clark smiled at Pete, "Well she's kinda freaked out since this was her first time that something weird happened to her, but she's going to be fine. Whatever Dr. Bryce did, it sure did work. Now I feel like me, and she says she feels like her again."
"Well it's nice to have the old Clark back, you know, you were major hitting on her."
"I was?" asked Clark with a sort of horrified look on his face.
"I heard that you woke up in one another's arms, but, if you don't remember it, then she won't either. So, it shouldn't be a problem," smiled Pete, "But it still sounded wild. Clark Kent, farm boy, seducing a stranger girl."
"Maybe you should write the headlines for the Torch," laughed Clark.
"Yeah, and Chloe would kick my butt!"
The two boys laughed at the notion.
Lana sat on her bed looking at a picture of Whitney. Ever since he died her life seemed to be on hold. Her and Clark were distant and nothing new ever happened. It seemed so long ago when he died; slowly a tear fell down her face.
Lex Luthor and Helen Bryce sat in a fancy restaurant eating quietly with an awkward silence. Each sat, waiting for the other to bring up something.
"How was your work," said Lex breaking the cold silence.
Helen looked up, "It was ok. I finally submitted my refusal to work in Metropolis. There was really nothing major that went on in the hospital."
"That's too bad. I'm glad you decided to stay with me, though," Lex smiled and placed his hand on hers.
Pete, Clark, and Kathleen walked around the dirt roads talking about all kinds of things.
"I just don't know if I can handle two of you," smiled Pete.
"From the sounds of it, I don't think it could get any crazier," laughed Kathleen.
"Well just think, Pete," said Clark, "Now there will be three of us to help with all the craziness. Two who are superhuman."
"Yeah, so, welcome to team Pete and Clark, Kathleen," laughed Pete as he ran ahead.
The other two ran after him.
The next day at school, Chloe approached Clark and asked him to talk in private. They both went into the newspaper office and Chloe closed the door.
"Clark, Kathleen is wanted. They even say she is dangerous." Chloe then proceeded to show Clark the picture posted on the website.
"Chloe, she's not dangerous. Someone's trying to get her. She's innocent."
"Clark, look at the website. Usually innocent people aren't posted as dangerous."
"You don't know her." Clark shouted at Chloe and then knocked over a stack of papers.
Chloe stepped back in astonishment, "What's wrong with you?"
Later that day, Jonathan confronted Clark, "Look, son, we're glad that you have someone else like you, but both your mother and I believe that you should not even sleep anywhere with Kathleen. It's not that we don't trust you. It is just. well, son, we don't trust your hormones. Especially since she's one of your kind."
Clark stood, processing the information for a minute, "You know, you don't really have any authority over me. I'm stronger than you and I think I'm going to do whatever I want to do." With that, he walked out of the barn.
"You can't tell me what to do. You're not my mother," screamed Kathleen.
Martha rushed down stairs, "Did you talk to Clark?"
"Yeah," answered Jonathan as he entered the house, "He snapped at me. It didn't sound like him. What's up with Kathleen?"
"I don't know. All I asked her to do was to come down for dinner. Then she bit my head off."
"Those two are acting weird. Do you think it has something to do with them being around each other?"
"I don't know," sighed Martha, "But we need to find out. Clark is a big enough handle full as it is. We don't need another super teenager with ignorant behavior. I just don't understand. He's acting like he did when he had the red meteor rock on his finger."
Clark entered Kathleen's room. Everywhere there were objects that had been beaten and destroyed. Kathleen stood by the window.
"Hey, Kathy," said Clark with an evil grin on his face.
"Don't you dare call me Kathy," growled Kathleen, "Get out!"
"I don't have to," yelled Clark.
Kathleen tossed the lamp at him. He dodged it and grabbed her, "Bitch."
With that, they began to fight. Kathleen desperately tried to hit and scratch Clark as he held her and threw her whenever she got at him. Pete entered the room and opened up a lead box. Inside it was a chunk of green meteor rock. Clark and Kathleen sunk to the floor in sudden weakness.
"Sorry guys," said Pete, "It was the only way to help you until we can find what's wrong with you."
Martha and Jonathan stood behind Pete. "Thank you, Pete," whispered Martha, "I know that is difficult for you to do to Clark."
Pete set the meteor rock down and subsequently the trio left.
Jonathan advanced towards Dr. Helen Bryce, "Hello, Dr. Bryce. You remember me right?"
"How could I forget? Your son is the most extraordinary person or. being I have ever seen."
"Well, I need your help again, but this cannot get out."
Helen agreed to help Jonathan, and they both set off to see Clark.
"I just don't get it Pete. One minute he's gentle Clark and then he's raving mad Clark. He's barely even met the girl and now he's defending her to beat the band."
Chloe stood there cleaning up the materials that had been strewn across the room.
"I don't know Chloe. Maybe he just has major raging hormones like most teenagers do. You know all that crap that teachers talk about in health class."
"Well, whatever it is, Pete. I don't like it, and I want it to change. This kind of Clark is not good."
Helen stayed after late to finish her study on Clark and Kathleen. When she had gotten there, they had updated her on to what had happened. She took DNA samples of both of them and brought them back to the lab to study. First, she looked at just Clark's DNA sample. His seemed normal, well as normal as his DNA could get. Then she switched it with Kathleen's. Just as she picked up both and brought them near to each other, a weird reaction occurred. Each of the DNA samples glowed a light red. She looked at each of the samples underneath the microscope making sure that the samples were close to each other. It seemed that, being near each other, a certain DNA strand was affected giving off an extremely toxic amount of adrenaline. In Clark and Kathleen's body, there was no idea how it could affect their personalities. Helen tried several different chemicals to attempt to get the DNA to cease giving off such a powerful dosage of adrenaline. After she seemed to have worked for hours without a single break through, Helen tried switching the DNA strands that had given off the adrenaline. As soon as she planted the DNA into the opposite samples, the DNA bonded and the light red glow stopped. Helen looked at each sample and found that neither was producing adrenaline.
"So those are your two choices," explained Helen.
Jonathan and Martha looked at one another, "It won't hurt them will it?"
Helen shook her head, "It shouldn't."
"Then do it," said Jonathan. He held Martha in a loving hug as they walked up the stairs.
Helen brought out two needles. She next continued to exchange a little of Clark's and Kathleen's DNA.
"How is it that you can us needles on them," asked Jonathan out of curiosity.
"I used the green meteor rock to make the needles themselves. I figured I would need them someday," smiled Helen, "There you go. Give them a minute and they should be good to go."
Martha thanked Helen as she left. Afterward, Jonathan put the meteor rock back into the lead container. As soon as it was closed, Clark and Kathleen gasped as their power came rushing back to them. They both sat up.
"What happened," groaned Clark.
Kathleen held her head.
"So, I don't suppose you're going to tell me where you were," said Lex as Helen undressed behind a divider.
"No, I don't suppose I will tell you where I was, besides, it was for work," answered Helen as she climbed into bed, "I'm tired. So let's just go to sleep."
Lex turned off the light and silently sat looking at Helen.
"So, you're alright," asked Pete.
"Yeah," answered Clark, "Dr. Bryce helped somehow."
"You know you're gonna have to explain yourself to Chloe. She was really freaked out when you went crazy on her."
"Yeah, I know."
"How's Kathleen coping?"
Clark smiled at Pete, "Well she's kinda freaked out since this was her first time that something weird happened to her, but she's going to be fine. Whatever Dr. Bryce did, it sure did work. Now I feel like me, and she says she feels like her again."
"Well it's nice to have the old Clark back, you know, you were major hitting on her."
"I was?" asked Clark with a sort of horrified look on his face.
"I heard that you woke up in one another's arms, but, if you don't remember it, then she won't either. So, it shouldn't be a problem," smiled Pete, "But it still sounded wild. Clark Kent, farm boy, seducing a stranger girl."
"Maybe you should write the headlines for the Torch," laughed Clark.
"Yeah, and Chloe would kick my butt!"
The two boys laughed at the notion.
