~Explicit~ by Electric Spyro

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1:00 a.m.

Clark tossed and turned on the couch in the loft. It was more comfortable up here. It was more his room then his own bedroom was. Still it didn't help him sleep any easier. He hated going to sleep knowing that he wouldn't able to see the sun when he got up. It sucked. It really did. But, the week was almost over. ' Just get me through this week. Please, get me through this week.' he thought in his head.

Suddenly, Clark heard a noise. Like someone trying to walk quietly up the stairs.

" Lana?"

No answer. The noise stopped.

" Mom? Dad?"

No answer.

" Hello? Anyone there?"

Still no answer. Clark shrugged it off and tried to fall back asleep. Then, it started again.

" Who's there?" Clark said a little louder this time. He sat up hopeing he could here the noise better. It stopped once again. Usually, in a situation like this, Clark would use his x-ray vision to see if he could spot a person. But now, without any real defense except super strength, Clark felt like any normal teenager would - cautious.

A million thoughts crossed his mind - none of them good. He tried to thrust them out of his thought and focused on what the noise actually was. ' Come on, Clark. Don't wimp out. It's probably nothing. It's probably just a wild animal or something.'

While Clark was hollucinating about the source of the noise, the real noise- maker slyly creeped behind him. Then, like lightening, the intruder wrapped a handkerchief around Clark's mouth.

Clark quick reacted by grabbing the person's hands from around his face but I pain shot instantly inside him. It was the meteor rocks. Clark felt himself getting dizzy. His whole body ached. He couldn't take much more of this. Within a few seconds, Clark blacked out and was totally at mercy to his attacker and co-leader of the DMX gang - Larson.

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" Hello?"

" Hi, Chloe. This is Martha Kent. Is Clark at your house?"

" Uh - no. No, last time I saw him was yesterday. In the loft. Why?"

" Well, he said something about sleeping in the loft last night, and when I went in there to see if he was awake yet, he was gone."

Chloe woke up a little more. She'd just gotten up a few minutes ago and was definitely not a morning person. She looked over at her father and Lana at the table eating breakfast. Lana imediately stopped eating and looked up and Chloe curiously.

" I - I wish could help, Mrs. Kent. I'll be looking out for him. Did you call Pete?"

" Yeah. Lex, too." Mrs. Kent said worriedly giving Jonathan a glance that told him, ' Nope, he's not over there either.'

" Listen, don't worry. I'm sure he's fine, okay?"

" Yeah, let me know if you find him."

" No problem."

" Thanks, Chloe."

" Sure. Bye."

" Bye."

As soon as Chloe hung up the phone, Lana spoke, " Was that Mrs. Kent?"

" Yeah, they can't find Clark. Last time they saw him, he was in his loft and this morning he was gone. He's not at Pete's and he's not at Lex's."

Lana didn't feel like eating anymore. Chloe and Lana were thinking the same thing - DMX. Chloe's father, however, hadn't caught on. He continued eating his scrambled eggs and stated, " That Kent kid is a responsible boy. He's probably just taking a walk or something."

" Uh, Dad?"

" Yes, Sweetie?"

" Lana and I are gonna go help the Kents look for Clark. Is that okay?"

" Sure. But he back before dinner." Mr. Sullivan warned.

" 'K. Bye." Chloe said leading Lana to the front door.

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Half an hour later, Pete, Chloe, and Lana were at the Talon. Pete and Chloe sat on the stools while Lana began to make them each a cup of coffee.

" Okay, first we should check the mill down the road." Chloe suggested.

" We could, but it'd be pointless. The police already condemned it and it's being torn down as we speak." Pete added matter-of-factly.

" O - kay then. What do you suggest we do?" Chloe asked resting her elbows on the counter.

" I suggest we call the police." Pete said.

" The police wouldn't do anything yet. They wait until the person has been missing for at least 48 hours ( I know this for a fact. I watched the T.V. show 'Early Edition'. lol.)." Lana said setting three coffee mugs out on the table. It seemed that before they even started, they had reached a dead end.

After Lana gave everyone a coffee, the three friends sat lost in thought. They all realized just how much Clark meant too them. He wasn't just a friend. Without Clark, none of them would be alive. Lana especially noticed this. What if Clark was gone foever and she never told him a how much he ment to her? She quickly chased the thought out of her mind.

" I bet I could find out something on the Internet." Chloe finally said getting up from her stool. " I'll call you guys if I find anything."

" Okay." Lana said as Chloe left.

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" Aww...ow..." Clark moaned as he slowly awoke. He had no clue where he was. It took him a while to realize he wasn't in his loft. He remebered the noise and the meteor rock causing him to faint.

He decided to make use of the sences he still had. He was lieing on a cold, hard surface. Probably a cement floor. It smelled musty and old. This place must not have been used for a while now. So far, he couldn't hear anything. That could be a good sign. Maybe the kidnappers forgot about him.

Solitude. Once again, he was alone. The only diffrence was that he was oblivious as to where he was. But, he did have a guess as to who brought him here and just hoped that guess was wrong.

How backwards was this? Instead of him saving the day, he needed the saving.

Just then, he heard a dark voice. It was pretty obvious of who it was. " Clark Kent. What a nice surprise."

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A.n. Don't hate me for making it a cliff hanger. I promise I'll update quickly. :o)

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