Chapter 5 - Miracle

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Clark had been aware of a hand in his, but it was gone now. There were voices that he couldn't make out and even his own thoughts were starting to confuse him. He tried to open his eyes. There was a stranger there who was filling a needle full of a liquid. Where was he? Had someone taken him? What was in that needle? A hundred questions floated through his brain, and he became terrified. This was his worst nightmare. Then a memory shot through him like a lightening bolt. "You first, then Lana." Said a voice from his head. He had to get out of here and help her. He tried to sit up as the man came at him with the needle. He could hardly move but he managed to knock the needle out of the man's hand. He shouted something and other people came in. They held him down and he was helpless to stop them.

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When they had heard the doctors cries they had rushed in immediately. Jonathon took his right arm and Lex pinned down his left while the doctor once again picked up the needle. He injected Clark with what were only anaesthetics and within seconds he was limp and unconscious. He had turned a sickly green colour that reminded Lex of someone who had been dead for a while and, according to Dr. Matthews; his temperature was at way below average. His exact words were "this isn't a normal temperature for a Popsicle. It was yet another mystery to add to the list of I.O.U 1 answer, questions. They left the room so the doctor could have some privacy again and he began the operation.

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Clark's world had been turned upside down, literally. He was watching himself on Lex's bed as though he were having another of his floating dreams. But as much as he hoped this was a dream, it was different. He felt weightless, as though he were only a part of the air. The doctor was making an incision, how he now knew he was a doctor was a mystery to him. Now he could see the cause of the problem. The bullet was being exposed and he could see the green tint that it had. Then one of his body's blood vessels burst. It pumped blood everywhere and he thought it would never stop. He was floating further and further away. But the doctor succeeded in retrieving the bullet. As he desperately tried to stop the bleeding, the wound was already healing. Soon there was no mark on him and he was back in his own body again. Eyes opening. He was still weak, as the meteor rock bullet was lying on the side table, but compared to the pain he'd felt before, it was nothing. The doctor looked at the wound with astonishment. He called the others in and Clark began to sit up. Martha ran up to him and hugged him while Jonathon through the bullet out of the window. Lex hung back and waited. When all the fuss over Clark that his parents made was done, he paid the doctor and he left without a word (although he did walk backwards out the door making sure he wasn't dreaming by staring at Clark). Finally they looked up at Lex.

"Thank you," said Jonathon, "but I can't tell you anything."

"What!" exclaimed Lex, "you can't expect me to just except this. He should be dead."

"You're just going to have to see it as a miracle," he said, defiantly.

Clark interrupted them.

"Lana," he said in a whisper.

And with that he left, just a blur speeding towards the talon.

"Just a miracle huh?" said Lex.

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