Chapter 10

Pete paced back and forth impatiently. Damn that girl. He couldn't just sit here and do nothing.

"Come one, get in the car," he said to the others.

"But." Kyle started.

"Do you want her to die?" Pete said fiercely.

He nodded in understanding and they all headed to the second car. They would have to rescue the rescuer.

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Clark screamed in agony as the knife sank in deeper. Scratches and burns covered Clark's chest. The little lead box sat on the desk next to him. He glanced at it, hoping that maybe he could reach it. Like she read his mind Chloe spoke up.

"Uh, uh, uh, you aren't getting out of it that easily," she laughed.

Clark looked up at her angrily. What had made Chloe so evil?

"What happened to you?" he whispered.

She seemed a little taken aback. "What are you talking about?"

"You used to be so warm." he trailed off. If he could keep this up then he might have a chance.

"Oh I see what your doing. You're trying to distract me. Nice try cutie," she said seemingly pleased with her self.

"Then how do I know that your mother left you when you where four years old?" He asked, getting more intense with every word he spoke.

"Lucky guess." she mumbled.

"You have a cousin called Lois in metropolis, your dad is called Gabe, you want to be a journalist," he told her.

"Well, you can stop right there because I never wanted to be a journalist. Ignorance is bliss and I've never cared about the truth," she revealed.

"Then I guess you don't care how I know that stuff?" he asked.

"I guess not," she replied.

There glares where broken when a gas canister flew into the room, filling it with a purple cloud of smoke. Clark used the distraction to his advantage. He threw Chloe off of him and shut the lid to the box.

Immediately his strength began to return. The purple gas tried to invade his lungs, and in his weakened state he began to cough.

Before anyone could come in the room, Clark ran from it, smashing through the window and into the back alley. When he reached the street he stopped to catch his breath and a car pulled up beside him.

Pete, Kyle, Jonathon and Eric dashed out of the car to meet him.

"What happened?" Pete asked Clark frantically.

"I don't know. Someone set off gas and I got away. Where's Lana?" Clark said, sounding concerned.

Pete gestured towards the Talon, but no sooner had his head turned before Clark was gone.

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"Kal," Lana shouted through the smoke. "Where's Clark?"

"He's with me now," said a voice from in front of her. She couldn't see through the smoke but she knew who it was.

"I don't believe it, he would never believe a scum bag like you," Lana shouted.

"So much faith," Kal replied in a mocking tone. "But don't you see. He is me. There's no loyalty that can beat that."

"No one is loyal to you Kal. They all stay by you in fear. You're a fool if you don't see that," she shouted.

Suddenly Kal's voice turned cold.

"You couldn't save your first boyfriend. What makes you think you can save this one," he said, almost beckoning her to make a move.

Lana fired at Kal. It was a gun specially made to fire meteor radiation, the only weakness that he seemed to have.

For a moment she thought she'd hit him, but then his voice sounded again.

"Do I need to remind you that you'll never beat me?" he asked.

"Maybe after you're dead."

She fired again and again, but still nothing seemed to collide. The smoke in the room was beginning to clear. Before she could turn in time he was behind her.

He grabbed her around the waist and through her through the window.

Lana tried to get back up but then she saw the shard of glass sticking out of her side. She fought the urge to pull it out with extreme difficulty, and tried to crawl away. But Clark was in front of her already. She looked up at him with fear. She knew what he would do. But she could do nothing to stop him.

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Always a cliffhanger. I'm sorry that's just the way I operate. Review please