~Trepidation~
by Electric Spyro :o)
Lana had to be out there somewhere. She just had to be. He had to find her. Maybe if he visited the Talon.....
^$(*#(*@&!(*@#&@(*#&@(*&$#@(*&#(* (hee hee! I went crazy 4 a minute.)
" I'm not in the mood for bitchin' Larson." Strike said angry on his cell phone. " If them Kents find that paper were dead."
" I know Strike but please I - I -"
" Why would you throw that paper away at the coffee joit? You know that crazy Kent kid goes there like everyday. You know he's parta da reason we have to hide out."
" Strike I'll get the paper back I -"
" Damn right you'll get that paper back!" Strike shouted into the phone and then smacked it onto the table. He looked over to his left and his frown slowly changed into a grim smile.
There was Lana lying on the ground with her hair spread out everywhere and her skin pale from being in a dark basemnet for so long. At her feet was a giant pile of meteor rock that Strike's gang had stolen from Mr. Luthor. There it was - his one way ticket out of Smallville and the prison. And not only would he be out, he'd get sweet revenge on the Luthors. All he needed to do was set a trap for them to fall into. That would be easy and it was one word - Kent. Strike knew the Kent's son was strange. He'd been a year older then him and in school remembered the boy throwing balls that broke people's arms and picking up desks when he was five.
Lex was his pal. He would protect him if he could. All Strike had to do was make him think the Kent boy was in trouble - which would probably be the truth.
Lana lay motionless. She'd been like that ever since Dameon had brought her. He must have knocked her out. It was okay though. She was nothing except a witness. After he got the money and was sure that he wouldn't have to go to jail ever again, he'd finish her off. For now she could live. But just for now.
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" Clark I really need your help." Chloe said from behind the counter of the Talon. Clark looked up as he heard her voice and for a moment thought it'd been Lana talking. It wasn't and so he let out a sigh and slid off the stool he'd been sitting on thinking about Lana.
" Yeah, what'd you need?" Clark asked.
" Could you take this coffee to that guy over there? I'm so behind. I don't know how Lana does it."
" Sure Chloe." Clark said simpering and taking the cup from her hands. He walked over to the man's table and handed the cup to him. The man looked up at him with wild eyes that made Clark wonder if was actually human. Before he could stop himself he asked, " Are you okay?"
" I - uh -" the man squinted. " you - you're that Kent boy -"
" Yeah, Clark."
" Oh, how are you doing on finding that girl, Lana?" Clark hesitated. First of all the guy hadn't even said his name and now he wanted to know what he'd found so far about Lana? " Not much."
" She's special to you I guess?" Clark felt like saying, ' What's it to you buddy?' but knew that was corny and definitely out of character for him. Instead he said, " Yeah, she is."
" Oh -" the man's voice trailed of as he took a sip of his coffee. Clark took this opportunity to leave. He sat down at the counter again. Chloe looked up at him and smiled, " Oh, thank God - I thought you were another customer."
Clark looked back at the man. " Has that guy been here before?"
" Huh?"
" That guy I just gave a coffee to - he was interested in me finding Lana. I don't think she knows him."
" Uh - maybe." Chloe said looking at him staring at the window as if he was impatiently waiting for someone. He did look familiar to her." You know now I think about it I think has was here yesterday - or the day before. Yeah, he was here before Lana - you know - left. I know because I'd just left the Talon when he came in." Clark continued to stare at him. " What? You think he took her?"
" I think he might have something to do with it." Clark said watching as the man took another sip of coffee and looked out the window.
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A.N. I'm sooooooo sorry I didn't update in like forever! I just got over a cold and I had to write a stupid report about Benjamin Franklin so I didn't have alot of free time. I know I'm going a little fast with the story so I'm try to slow it down.
P.S. Stay tuned for the Clana! It's coming up! :o)
Lana had to be out there somewhere. She just had to be. He had to find her. Maybe if he visited the Talon.....
^$(*#(*@&!(*@#&@(*#&@(*&$#@(*&#(* (hee hee! I went crazy 4 a minute.)
" I'm not in the mood for bitchin' Larson." Strike said angry on his cell phone. " If them Kents find that paper were dead."
" I know Strike but please I - I -"
" Why would you throw that paper away at the coffee joit? You know that crazy Kent kid goes there like everyday. You know he's parta da reason we have to hide out."
" Strike I'll get the paper back I -"
" Damn right you'll get that paper back!" Strike shouted into the phone and then smacked it onto the table. He looked over to his left and his frown slowly changed into a grim smile.
There was Lana lying on the ground with her hair spread out everywhere and her skin pale from being in a dark basemnet for so long. At her feet was a giant pile of meteor rock that Strike's gang had stolen from Mr. Luthor. There it was - his one way ticket out of Smallville and the prison. And not only would he be out, he'd get sweet revenge on the Luthors. All he needed to do was set a trap for them to fall into. That would be easy and it was one word - Kent. Strike knew the Kent's son was strange. He'd been a year older then him and in school remembered the boy throwing balls that broke people's arms and picking up desks when he was five.
Lex was his pal. He would protect him if he could. All Strike had to do was make him think the Kent boy was in trouble - which would probably be the truth.
Lana lay motionless. She'd been like that ever since Dameon had brought her. He must have knocked her out. It was okay though. She was nothing except a witness. After he got the money and was sure that he wouldn't have to go to jail ever again, he'd finish her off. For now she could live. But just for now.
#$%%*^(*&^(&*^$%#$%$*&^(*&)*()&%^& (hahahaha)
" Clark I really need your help." Chloe said from behind the counter of the Talon. Clark looked up as he heard her voice and for a moment thought it'd been Lana talking. It wasn't and so he let out a sigh and slid off the stool he'd been sitting on thinking about Lana.
" Yeah, what'd you need?" Clark asked.
" Could you take this coffee to that guy over there? I'm so behind. I don't know how Lana does it."
" Sure Chloe." Clark said simpering and taking the cup from her hands. He walked over to the man's table and handed the cup to him. The man looked up at him with wild eyes that made Clark wonder if was actually human. Before he could stop himself he asked, " Are you okay?"
" I - uh -" the man squinted. " you - you're that Kent boy -"
" Yeah, Clark."
" Oh, how are you doing on finding that girl, Lana?" Clark hesitated. First of all the guy hadn't even said his name and now he wanted to know what he'd found so far about Lana? " Not much."
" She's special to you I guess?" Clark felt like saying, ' What's it to you buddy?' but knew that was corny and definitely out of character for him. Instead he said, " Yeah, she is."
" Oh -" the man's voice trailed of as he took a sip of his coffee. Clark took this opportunity to leave. He sat down at the counter again. Chloe looked up at him and smiled, " Oh, thank God - I thought you were another customer."
Clark looked back at the man. " Has that guy been here before?"
" Huh?"
" That guy I just gave a coffee to - he was interested in me finding Lana. I don't think she knows him."
" Uh - maybe." Chloe said looking at him staring at the window as if he was impatiently waiting for someone. He did look familiar to her." You know now I think about it I think has was here yesterday - or the day before. Yeah, he was here before Lana - you know - left. I know because I'd just left the Talon when he came in." Clark continued to stare at him. " What? You think he took her?"
" I think he might have something to do with it." Clark said watching as the man took another sip of coffee and looked out the window.
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A.N. I'm sooooooo sorry I didn't update in like forever! I just got over a cold and I had to write a stupid report about Benjamin Franklin so I didn't have alot of free time. I know I'm going a little fast with the story so I'm try to slow it down.
P.S. Stay tuned for the Clana! It's coming up! :o)