Chapter 2 - Revelation

Lex struggled to stay afloat. It didn't help that his life jacket wasn't functioning properly. Dammit! Don't tell me I'm gonna die like that. He thought. Then he felt something metallic in his pocket. The compass Mr. Kent gave me! A glimmer of hope went through his eyes. Lex opened the compass, and he saw something strange. The compass needle wasn't pointing to the North as it should; instead, it was pointing South-West. Lex tried shaking the compass, but the needle stayed glued to that position. Not that I believe in superstitions, but maybe the compass is leading me to somewhere safe. He had to be optimistic. Even though it seemed an unlikely possibility, Lex swam furiously in the direction of the compass needle.

After what seemed like hours, Lex saw it. A piece of land came into view, growing in size every second. I did it! I'm gonna survive! Lex had never been so relieved in his life. He swam to shore and laid flat on the sandy beach, which gave him time to think about his ordeal..

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"You shall stay here until you are ready to continue your quest, Kal-El." Jor-El's voice boomed.

"How long will that take?" Kal-El asked impatiently.

"Patience, son. When the time is right, you will be informed."

Kal-El was a frustrated man. The Clark inside of him was struggling to break free, to regain control over his body, but no matter how close he came, the red kryptonite would overpower him. Although Clark could feel his presence becoming weaker as the days passed, he refused to give up hope; the only thing keeping him going was the thought of Lana and his parents waiting for him back at Smallville. He longed to see the face of his angel again, and the thought of her embrace fueled his rage to break free. Kal-El could sense the hatred, and even though he knew there was no way Clark could overpower him, it still worried him nevertheless.

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Lana sat in her bed crying. A week had past since Clark left. She had never been the same ever since. Every night she would lie in bed crying, replaying the thoughts of that dreadful day in her head. She knew that she should be angry with him for leaving her, but she couldn't bring herself to. Because she knew deep down inside how much he meant to her, how much she loved him. She would let out words like "I love you, Clark" and "Come back to me" once in awhile, and then end up breaking down.

Days passed like years. Every day, Lana would go over to the Kent's residence to keep Martha company. Martha was a wreck ever since Clark left. It was bad enough that the baby was dead, and now her only son had left too. Together, they would sit staring at the gate, hoping that a certain tall, dark and handsome young man would come through those gates. Although they waited in vain, they never gave up hope. They knew someday he would come back and everything would be okay again.

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After Chloe had heard what happened to Clark, she couldn't bring herself to be angry at him anymore. Even though she did not want to admit it, she still cared a lot for Clark, and seeing what he did to Lana, even though she hated for them to be together, she hoped that Clark would come back and mend that broken heart.

"Way to go Sullivan. I can't believe your last words to him were 'have a nice life!' Not even a goodbye." Chloe muttered to herself as a streak of tear flowed down her cheek.

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Pete had tried his best to aid the Kents in locating Clark. After profuse apologies for not stopping him, Pete agreed to do whatever he could to help find Clark. Clark was his best friend after all. It hurt him just as much as it hurt them to lose Clark.

"What did Clark tell you he was going to do?" Jonathan asked Pete as the two of them and Martha sat in the living room.

"He.. He said he had to destroy the spa.. spaceship, sir. He said th.. that was the only way he could stop that thing. I, I tried to tell him not to, sir, but he wouldn't listen. He also had this symbol burnt onto his chest. I'm so sorry sir."

"Why didn't he tell us? He should have told us before blowing up the spaceship. It wo-"

"What spaceship?"

The three of them turned around, shell-shocked to see a puzzled Lana standing at the doorway.

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A/N - how did that go? Please give me your feedback! I know it's quite crappy, and it's going kinda slow, but I'll try to speed things up as soon as possible. Clark will be back soon!