Have fun!!!Sorry about the grammar and spelling mistakes!I wrote it in the middle of the night.
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The door was opened again and the man was back. For the first time Lana really looked at him. He was a rather short guy, not much taller than she was. He wore blue jeans and a black shirt with the print of some metalband, it was too small for him, and hardly covered his enormous forms. In his right hand he carried a weapon and his eyes nervously shifted through the cell.
With hasty movements he made three steps and grabbed Lana's arm. He pulled her towards the exit and held the gun at her sleeve.
"Have you come to a conclusion yet?" Lana stood there, holding her breath, her eyes closed.
"I can't...help you..." Clark forced out each word with great effort.
"Well, I guess your girlfriend here is gonna pay..."
"No!" Clark struggled to get off the cot, to help Lana. But his legs gave out immediately and he landed in a heap on the cold metal floor. "Lana!"
The man gave Lana a shove and she landed on her knees next to the helpless young man.
"You've got two more hours to change your mind. Then you either tell me you've decided to cooperate, or you both die. Judging your condition, I probably won't even have to worry about killing you." He turned to leave.
"You have to help him! You can't just let him suffer like that!" Lana frantically tried to find a way to help Clark. "You can't let him die!"
"We'll see about that." With that, he shut the door and locked it. They were alone again.
"Damn it. Come on, get back on the cot- away from those stones..." Then an idea came to her mind. "No, wait, stay right where you are." She threw the two blankets lying on the cot to the floor and pulled the heavy bench over to the corner where she had collected the stones earlier. With all the strength she possessed she turned the cot and covered the stones with it. "Maybe that shields some more..."
She spread one blanket on the floor in the corner furthest away from the meteor rocks and helped, or better dragged Clark there. Then she spread the second blanket over his shivering form before sitting down next to him, placing his head in her lap.
Minutes passed, the only sounds that broke the silence were Clark's heavy breathing and the moans that gave away his distress. Finally he opened his eyes and slowly brought the girl looking down at him into focus.
"Hey. How do you feel?"
"A little better." He shifted his gaze and groggily looked around, realizing what Lana had done. "Thanks..."
"What is this all about Clark?"
"I can't..."
"Come on. Don't you think I have a right to know why I am going to die?" She felt him tense. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to..."
"You're right...I'm the one who has to be sorry." He took a deep breath which resulted in a coughing fit. When he had his breathing under control again, he continued. "Do you remember when you told me that when you love someone you accept everything, dark sides and dark secrets?" He forced out each word with great difficulty.
Lana had never seen anybody that weak and it scared the hell out of her. But she wanted to know.
"Yeah. That's what I believe in."
"OK. You have to believe me, I never wanted to lie to you. It hurt so much having to do it."
"So why did you?"
"Sometimes the truth is too risky..."
"Are you now willing to take the risk?"
He nodded weakly. "You deserve to know the truth..." He closed his eyes for a moment. "I'm different, Lana."
"Tell me about it." She smiled down at him.
"I'm not from Smallville."
"You were adopted, I always assumed..."
"I'm not really American either."
"Ok..." She didn't know what he tried to tell her.
"I'm not from this world."
"Are you hallucinating or something? You must have a pretty high fever. Clark Kent isn't seriously trying to tell me he is an alien, are you?" She'd intended to make it sound amused.
"I don't know about you, but this isn't really the time to make silly jokes."
But he just continued, obviously not trying to make fun of her. Those rocks must have affected him badly.
"The meteor shower, that's how I came here. It's all my fault..."
"Clark..." Slowly it sank in that Clark as serious about it, and his eyes told her that he was coherent.
"My parents found me in a field and took me home. They adopted me, you know the rest."
"I can't believe it..."
"I'm sorry I never told you, I'm so sorry." He had to fight back a tear threatening to escape.
"Assuming you are telling the truth, hypothetically, I mean...this guy wants you as guinea pig? A lab rat?"
"I..." He coughed. "I've powers. That's what he wants."
"What kind of powers?" Lana suspiciously eyed him. She still couldn't believe it, no matter how serious he seemed to be about it. That was just too far-fetched, no matter how many weird things had been going on in Smallville, this was just a little too weird.
"I can carry pretty much everthing, I can run pretty fast, I have X-Ray and heat vision."
"Excuse- me, but right now you don't look like you could carry a feather."
"I...I'm allergic to the meteor rocks."
Lana leaned back, unable to process what she'd just been told. "I can't believe it."
He continued, his voice shaking. "You remember how, when I missed the bus, I still was at school in time? Then, Lex actually hit me with his car that day on the bridge. And when you were caught by that twister, I actually was in the car with you, it wasn't a dream..."
"Oh my God..."
"I'm so sorry I couldn't tell you. We were afraid that if anybody else knew, chances that something slipped were higher..." He had to gather his strength for a minutes before he could continue, and Lana had to strain to hear his whispered confession. "It's dangerous to know, Lana. Look where I got you."
"It's Ok, I guess. Who else knows?"
"My parents and Pete."
"Chloe?"
"No, and I'd like to keep it that way if I survive."
Lana was jolted back to reality. "We have to get you out of here!"
"Lana, do you hate me?"
She looked down at the pale guy in her arms, shaking violenty, his featured twisted in pain.
"Give me some time. But I'm glad you finally told me."
Clark smiled at her before his eyes drifted shut and he fell into unconciousness.
**
Jonathan and Pete had finally decided to join Lana in the woods. It was slowly getting dark and there wasstill no sign from Clark.
"Mr Kent!" The farmer ran towards the sound of Pete's voice.
"That's Lana's horse." Pete stood next to the animal that patiently waited next to the tree it was tied to.
"Why did she leave it here?"
"Maybe she found something." Pete tried to make out anything in the dim light.
"Let's be careful," Jonathan instructed.
They started to search the area more throughly, and the longer there wasno word from Lana, the more convinced they were that they were on the right track.
"Pete!" Jonathan kneeled on the ground. "That's Lana's wallet!" He held her ID in his left hand, scanning the surroundings when a scream made them jump.
"Over there!" Jonathan sprinted towards the cave, Pete right on his heels.
"Clark!" He raised teh gun he'd been carrying all the time when there was the sound of a gun being fired. "No!!"
TBC
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Hope you like it!!
The final chapter will be up soon. I'm just pretty busy with school and stuff.
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The door was opened again and the man was back. For the first time Lana really looked at him. He was a rather short guy, not much taller than she was. He wore blue jeans and a black shirt with the print of some metalband, it was too small for him, and hardly covered his enormous forms. In his right hand he carried a weapon and his eyes nervously shifted through the cell.
With hasty movements he made three steps and grabbed Lana's arm. He pulled her towards the exit and held the gun at her sleeve.
"Have you come to a conclusion yet?" Lana stood there, holding her breath, her eyes closed.
"I can't...help you..." Clark forced out each word with great effort.
"Well, I guess your girlfriend here is gonna pay..."
"No!" Clark struggled to get off the cot, to help Lana. But his legs gave out immediately and he landed in a heap on the cold metal floor. "Lana!"
The man gave Lana a shove and she landed on her knees next to the helpless young man.
"You've got two more hours to change your mind. Then you either tell me you've decided to cooperate, or you both die. Judging your condition, I probably won't even have to worry about killing you." He turned to leave.
"You have to help him! You can't just let him suffer like that!" Lana frantically tried to find a way to help Clark. "You can't let him die!"
"We'll see about that." With that, he shut the door and locked it. They were alone again.
"Damn it. Come on, get back on the cot- away from those stones..." Then an idea came to her mind. "No, wait, stay right where you are." She threw the two blankets lying on the cot to the floor and pulled the heavy bench over to the corner where she had collected the stones earlier. With all the strength she possessed she turned the cot and covered the stones with it. "Maybe that shields some more..."
She spread one blanket on the floor in the corner furthest away from the meteor rocks and helped, or better dragged Clark there. Then she spread the second blanket over his shivering form before sitting down next to him, placing his head in her lap.
Minutes passed, the only sounds that broke the silence were Clark's heavy breathing and the moans that gave away his distress. Finally he opened his eyes and slowly brought the girl looking down at him into focus.
"Hey. How do you feel?"
"A little better." He shifted his gaze and groggily looked around, realizing what Lana had done. "Thanks..."
"What is this all about Clark?"
"I can't..."
"Come on. Don't you think I have a right to know why I am going to die?" She felt him tense. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to..."
"You're right...I'm the one who has to be sorry." He took a deep breath which resulted in a coughing fit. When he had his breathing under control again, he continued. "Do you remember when you told me that when you love someone you accept everything, dark sides and dark secrets?" He forced out each word with great difficulty.
Lana had never seen anybody that weak and it scared the hell out of her. But she wanted to know.
"Yeah. That's what I believe in."
"OK. You have to believe me, I never wanted to lie to you. It hurt so much having to do it."
"So why did you?"
"Sometimes the truth is too risky..."
"Are you now willing to take the risk?"
He nodded weakly. "You deserve to know the truth..." He closed his eyes for a moment. "I'm different, Lana."
"Tell me about it." She smiled down at him.
"I'm not from Smallville."
"You were adopted, I always assumed..."
"I'm not really American either."
"Ok..." She didn't know what he tried to tell her.
"I'm not from this world."
"Are you hallucinating or something? You must have a pretty high fever. Clark Kent isn't seriously trying to tell me he is an alien, are you?" She'd intended to make it sound amused.
"I don't know about you, but this isn't really the time to make silly jokes."
But he just continued, obviously not trying to make fun of her. Those rocks must have affected him badly.
"The meteor shower, that's how I came here. It's all my fault..."
"Clark..." Slowly it sank in that Clark as serious about it, and his eyes told her that he was coherent.
"My parents found me in a field and took me home. They adopted me, you know the rest."
"I can't believe it..."
"I'm sorry I never told you, I'm so sorry." He had to fight back a tear threatening to escape.
"Assuming you are telling the truth, hypothetically, I mean...this guy wants you as guinea pig? A lab rat?"
"I..." He coughed. "I've powers. That's what he wants."
"What kind of powers?" Lana suspiciously eyed him. She still couldn't believe it, no matter how serious he seemed to be about it. That was just too far-fetched, no matter how many weird things had been going on in Smallville, this was just a little too weird.
"I can carry pretty much everthing, I can run pretty fast, I have X-Ray and heat vision."
"Excuse- me, but right now you don't look like you could carry a feather."
"I...I'm allergic to the meteor rocks."
Lana leaned back, unable to process what she'd just been told. "I can't believe it."
He continued, his voice shaking. "You remember how, when I missed the bus, I still was at school in time? Then, Lex actually hit me with his car that day on the bridge. And when you were caught by that twister, I actually was in the car with you, it wasn't a dream..."
"Oh my God..."
"I'm so sorry I couldn't tell you. We were afraid that if anybody else knew, chances that something slipped were higher..." He had to gather his strength for a minutes before he could continue, and Lana had to strain to hear his whispered confession. "It's dangerous to know, Lana. Look where I got you."
"It's Ok, I guess. Who else knows?"
"My parents and Pete."
"Chloe?"
"No, and I'd like to keep it that way if I survive."
Lana was jolted back to reality. "We have to get you out of here!"
"Lana, do you hate me?"
She looked down at the pale guy in her arms, shaking violenty, his featured twisted in pain.
"Give me some time. But I'm glad you finally told me."
Clark smiled at her before his eyes drifted shut and he fell into unconciousness.
**
Jonathan and Pete had finally decided to join Lana in the woods. It was slowly getting dark and there wasstill no sign from Clark.
"Mr Kent!" The farmer ran towards the sound of Pete's voice.
"That's Lana's horse." Pete stood next to the animal that patiently waited next to the tree it was tied to.
"Why did she leave it here?"
"Maybe she found something." Pete tried to make out anything in the dim light.
"Let's be careful," Jonathan instructed.
They started to search the area more throughly, and the longer there wasno word from Lana, the more convinced they were that they were on the right track.
"Pete!" Jonathan kneeled on the ground. "That's Lana's wallet!" He held her ID in his left hand, scanning the surroundings when a scream made them jump.
"Over there!" Jonathan sprinted towards the cave, Pete right on his heels.
"Clark!" He raised teh gun he'd been carrying all the time when there was the sound of a gun being fired. "No!!"
TBC
**
Hope you like it!!
The final chapter will be up soon. I'm just pretty busy with school and stuff.
