Chapter 4
"This new gas has been perfected to only affect his strength. That's what you wanted right?" asked Dr Matthews.
He was afraid of the man and did not want to be on his bad side.
"Yes, that's right," said Lionel impatiently.
After all, what was the point of having an alien in your midst if you couldn't work him to your advantage? Without his powers he was useless, but they couldn't have him escaping. Lionel watched Clark's motionless body, topple over sideways from the television screen in his office. He dismissed the doctor and begun to think what he would do next.
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"Well what is it then?" said Jonathon, impatiently.
Lex had lost the confidence he had had since he last spoke. It's like he'd just realised that he'd revealed a secret that he shouldn't have. Lex shuffled slightly. Then he straightened and walked over to the bread bin. He reached behind it and pulled out a small black box shaped device.
"I know Clark's secret, I know everything. This could be traced back to wherever my father is. It is a bug that was planted here. It's been listening to every word you say. That's how my father knows what Clark is," he said quickly as though releasing a burden.
Jonathon looked shell shocked and scared. Lex knew everything about Clark, which was bad enough; he had never really trusted him. But to have Lionel have been listening in on every word just gave him a shiver that went right through the bone. Then a thought occurred to him.
"How did these bugs get here?" he asked.
Surely they would have heard if someone had come in.
"Look, I want you to understand, I never meant to hurt your family. I just wanted to know the truth and you just wouldn't." Jonathon didn't give him time to finish his sentence as he realised what Lex was saying.
He punched in the face, so hard that he was knocked to the floor.
"You stupid son of a bitch. Do you know what the fuck you've done? You have put Clark in the place of his worst nightmares. He's locked up in some lab somewhere and they're doing god knows what to him. I should just kill you on instinct"
"Mr Kent, I'm truly sorry, and I'm doing everything I can to help. I tried to warn Clark but I was too late. I know I made a mistake but please. Let me help you," pleaded Lex, wiping the blood from his cracked lip.
"Please Jonathon. We need all the help we can get," said Martha.
She was always the voice of reason. Jonathon turned to his wife and then walked away from Lex to join her, without moving a finger to help him up.
"So what do we do?"
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"This new gas has been perfected to only affect his strength. That's what you wanted right?" asked Dr Matthews.
He was afraid of the man and did not want to be on his bad side.
"Yes, that's right," said Lionel impatiently.
After all, what was the point of having an alien in your midst if you couldn't work him to your advantage? Without his powers he was useless, but they couldn't have him escaping. Lionel watched Clark's motionless body, topple over sideways from the television screen in his office. He dismissed the doctor and begun to think what he would do next.
* * * * * * *
"Well what is it then?" said Jonathon, impatiently.
Lex had lost the confidence he had had since he last spoke. It's like he'd just realised that he'd revealed a secret that he shouldn't have. Lex shuffled slightly. Then he straightened and walked over to the bread bin. He reached behind it and pulled out a small black box shaped device.
"I know Clark's secret, I know everything. This could be traced back to wherever my father is. It is a bug that was planted here. It's been listening to every word you say. That's how my father knows what Clark is," he said quickly as though releasing a burden.
Jonathon looked shell shocked and scared. Lex knew everything about Clark, which was bad enough; he had never really trusted him. But to have Lionel have been listening in on every word just gave him a shiver that went right through the bone. Then a thought occurred to him.
"How did these bugs get here?" he asked.
Surely they would have heard if someone had come in.
"Look, I want you to understand, I never meant to hurt your family. I just wanted to know the truth and you just wouldn't." Jonathon didn't give him time to finish his sentence as he realised what Lex was saying.
He punched in the face, so hard that he was knocked to the floor.
"You stupid son of a bitch. Do you know what the fuck you've done? You have put Clark in the place of his worst nightmares. He's locked up in some lab somewhere and they're doing god knows what to him. I should just kill you on instinct"
"Mr Kent, I'm truly sorry, and I'm doing everything I can to help. I tried to warn Clark but I was too late. I know I made a mistake but please. Let me help you," pleaded Lex, wiping the blood from his cracked lip.
"Please Jonathon. We need all the help we can get," said Martha.
She was always the voice of reason. Jonathon turned to his wife and then walked away from Lex to join her, without moving a finger to help him up.
"So what do we do?"
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