~Explicit~ by Electric Spyro

A.n. And now, after a long wait, here is the next chapter of 'Explicit'!!! Yay!! I finally got it out. So sorry it took so long. I had a great vacation and I'm back and ready to go!!

OMG!!!!! Look at all them reviews!!! Dang!

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Anywayz, I know you want me to shush up and let you read it so here:

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As soon as Lex, Strike, and Larson were out of view, another car drove along the road and came to a halt near the warehouse. It's appearance was hidden by a few trees and brushes. No one in the Nash warehouse could see the five teenagers slowly climb out of it. No one saw them as they tip toed silently through the field...

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Strike lead Lex into a small room near the front part of the building and shut the door.

" Money?" Strike demanded breaking the silence.

Lex laid the leather brief case on the dirty table in front of him as he looked around the room.Meteor Rocks filled every corner of the it. The cement walls smelled old and musty. Other than the broken-down table, Lex, the DMX, and the meteor rocks, there was nothing else in the room.

" Larson, count this and make sure it's all there." Strike commanded as Larson jumped forth and opened the suitcase quickly revealing a lot of ten, twenty, and fifty dollar bills.

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Byron led them all towards the warehouse. They said nothing as this was going on for fear that one of Strike's gangsters would hear them.

Within a few minutes, they had reached the outside of the rusty warehouse. It looked hauntingly dark during the night especially with the moon's eerie glow. The windows had no glass and were pitch black.

' A perfect place for DMX to hideout,' Lana thought as she followed Pete.

" All right," Byron whispered when they were so close to the building that they could lean against it. " There's a window right above us. Two of you can hoist me up into it and, if it's safe, I'll help everybody else."

Immediately after Byron spoke, Sarah and Pete walked directly under the window which was a few feet above them. Byron placed his feet on their knees and managed to grasp the windowsill. Sarah and Pete held out their hands as Byron awkwardly moved his feet to rest on their palms. Finally, he was able to crawl in.

They heard a thud as he jumped down onto the floor on the other side. It was followed by a rustling as Byron was pulling some empty crates over to the window as quietly as he could. His head popped back through the window again.

" It's all clear. Come on up, guys." Bryon reported to others as Chloe started on her way up to the window.

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" There's only one million in here, Boss." Larson announced unhappily.

Strike glared at the money, and then at Lex. " Lexy, I warned you: no tricks."

" It's no trick, Strike. I had a diffrent deal in mind."

" Oh?" Strike stated wanting Lex to continue.

" You give me Clark, and I'll give you one million dollars, a get out of jail free card, and -"

" And?" Strike asked urgently.

" And," Lex continued. " The rights to these rocks you seemed to be so fascinated with. They could make you a fortune you know."

" These rocks? You want to give me these rocks? Oh please! I'm only keeping them for two reasons: to anger your father for the helluvit and to keep that Kent Kid under control." Strike shot back.

" Trust me, Strike, these rocks are more valuable by themselves then they are with some common farm boy." Lex said trying to convince Strike.

" Clark is anything BUT a common farm boy, Lexy Baby, and soon you and the whole rest of Smallville - the whole rest of the world for that matter - will understand that. I've been tracking him down for a long, long time and I know things about him that would even make you a believer in the supernatrual."

" Really?"

" Really," Strike answered quickly. " This Kent Boy is worth his weight in gold and I'm not gonna let an offer like this pass by me with only one million dollars and the promise to never be imprisoned. It's not enough, Lexy."

" Clark is not who you think he is," Lex stated almost angrily.

" Oooh, yes he is..." Strike uttered cooly. " Come with me and I'll prove it."

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Byron and the others and been able to sneak past the guards who weaved around the piles of meteor rock that filled the warehouse. Th piles were a striking shade of lime green and were twice as high as Byron who was the tallest in the group. He was glad they we so tall. Otherwise, the guards could easily see them.

They searched everywhere, it seemed, until Sarah whispered loudly, " Look!"

She was pointing to a corner of the building where there, to everyone's relief, laid Clark.

" Clark!" Lana whispered excitedly as they raced over to him as quietly as possible.

Even though his eyes were covered with their same bandages, Lana could tell he was unconcious. He had to get out of here and to a hospital.

Pete, who was the only one amongst them who knew Clark's secret, instantly grabbed the rock on his cheek and was about to throw it into the nearest pile.

" No!" Sarah shrieked quietly as Pete suddenly remembered. He handed Sarah the rock who laid it lightly on the pile.

" We'll never be able to carry him through that window." Chloe whispered hopelessly.

Byron looked around, " There's a back door over in the nearst corner from this one. We could try to pull him out that way."

" Why didn't we just walk through that way when we came in?" Chloe asked cleverly.

" Cause, until now, I didn't know it wasn't being guarded." Byron replied calmly.

" Uh - Byron? About it not being guarded..." Sarah's voice trailed off as everyone looked over at the door.

A huge and overly muscular black man walked in front of it. Just by looking at his stalid face, they knew they weren't going to be able to waltz right past him with his prisoner.

" You think he sees us?" Lana asked wondering.

" No, but I'm pretty sure he's the one who guards all the doors. Maybe we can trick him into thinking someone's at the other door so he goes to check on it." Byron answered tactfully.

" I'll go," Sarah offered helpfully.

" I will, too." Chloe added.

" Alright. Don't get caught though, okay?" Byron warned as the two girls dashed swiftly away.

" What if that guy comes over here to check on Clark, too?" Lana said.

" Let's hope not," Byron answered kneeling down next to Lana who had her hand resting on Clark's.

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The tensness rises!!! WHAT WILL EVER BECOME OF CLARK?? WHAT IS STRIKE UP TO?? WILL SARAH AND CHLOE GET CAUGHT BY THE BIG MEAN DMX DUDE??

All these questions will be answered next time

Same Smallville place

Same Smallville story

lol. Now I got it rite! :o)

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