Sorry about my stupidity in my last chapter. Have made changes so that he
would not have been able to close the box, or get up.
Chapter 10
"Isabel," Max shouted, shaking her shoulders, "Isabel wake up."
Max stumbled back when she screamed, sitting up with a start. She was breathing heavily and looked completely shocked.
"Isabel, what's wrong?" Michael asked, turning completely serious as he always did.
"It's. It's Clark," she told them, giving Max a look that frightened him. "He's in the white room."
Max breathed in quickly, the memory of that place filling his eyes with a terrifying cloud of sadness.
"We have to help him," she pressed.
"What can we do?" Michael asked.
Isabel ignored him and focused on her brother. She knew he couldn't just leave him there after all he had experienced himself. She gave him the most pleading look she could muster, hoping that he would see her desperation.
"Please Max, he's so scared," she said in a whisper, reminding him of the frightened little girl who used to have dreams that Valenti was a wolf and was chasing her.
"Alright," he told her. "We're going back to Smallville."
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"What do you mean?" Chloe asked down the phone, her voice full of concern.
"He's missing," Martha told her in desperation.
"For how long?" she asked.
"He. He was supposed to be back at 8.00pm last night. It's 2.00pm now. please Chloe, we need your help," she croaked. "It's not like Clark to miss school."
Mrs Kent's worry was obvious to Chloe, and she knew she couldn't turn her down.
"Of Course. I'll look around, see what I can find out."
Chloe hung up her mobile and sighed. She didn't know what Clark was playing, but when she found him she was going to kill him.
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Clark was terrified. He was in pain. And he felt completely lost. It seemed there was nothing anyone could do. Even if Max got his message, what would he do? They couldn't get in here. The door swung open and Clark tried to be as alert as possible through the drowsiness he felt.
An unfamiliar man stepped into the room.
"Clark, my name is agent Montevello. I am the head of this operation," he addressed him.
"You've made a mistake," Clark said, with desperation.
"I don't think so," he told him, pacing back and forth. "But the thing is, I don't really care about you. I would let you go if you didn't have information I wanted."
Clark kept silent. He was curious to hear what the man said.
"See, you don't have powers like they do, so I don't see you as a threat. Of course we'd keep watch of you. there would be some tests. but you could resume your normal life when we were done."
'he doesn't know about my powers,' Clark sighed his relief.
"But the other one. Max. We want him. He is a danger to the whole planet."
Clark almost laughed at the concept of Max being a threat to even an ant, but he kept quiet.
"He was here once, but he broke out. Then his friend. Michael, I think it was. killed my predecessor, Agent Pierce. Now they have to pay," he carried on. "So basically, give up the others and I will let you live."
Clark stared at him like he was completely stupid. Did he really think he'd do that?
"No? How about I make it easier for you," he asked him. Then he pulled out a gun and aimed it at his chest.
"Now what do you say," he asked again.
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Going to leave you hanging for a while. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Chapter 10
"Isabel," Max shouted, shaking her shoulders, "Isabel wake up."
Max stumbled back when she screamed, sitting up with a start. She was breathing heavily and looked completely shocked.
"Isabel, what's wrong?" Michael asked, turning completely serious as he always did.
"It's. It's Clark," she told them, giving Max a look that frightened him. "He's in the white room."
Max breathed in quickly, the memory of that place filling his eyes with a terrifying cloud of sadness.
"We have to help him," she pressed.
"What can we do?" Michael asked.
Isabel ignored him and focused on her brother. She knew he couldn't just leave him there after all he had experienced himself. She gave him the most pleading look she could muster, hoping that he would see her desperation.
"Please Max, he's so scared," she said in a whisper, reminding him of the frightened little girl who used to have dreams that Valenti was a wolf and was chasing her.
"Alright," he told her. "We're going back to Smallville."
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*
"What do you mean?" Chloe asked down the phone, her voice full of concern.
"He's missing," Martha told her in desperation.
"For how long?" she asked.
"He. He was supposed to be back at 8.00pm last night. It's 2.00pm now. please Chloe, we need your help," she croaked. "It's not like Clark to miss school."
Mrs Kent's worry was obvious to Chloe, and she knew she couldn't turn her down.
"Of Course. I'll look around, see what I can find out."
Chloe hung up her mobile and sighed. She didn't know what Clark was playing, but when she found him she was going to kill him.
* *
*
Clark was terrified. He was in pain. And he felt completely lost. It seemed there was nothing anyone could do. Even if Max got his message, what would he do? They couldn't get in here. The door swung open and Clark tried to be as alert as possible through the drowsiness he felt.
An unfamiliar man stepped into the room.
"Clark, my name is agent Montevello. I am the head of this operation," he addressed him.
"You've made a mistake," Clark said, with desperation.
"I don't think so," he told him, pacing back and forth. "But the thing is, I don't really care about you. I would let you go if you didn't have information I wanted."
Clark kept silent. He was curious to hear what the man said.
"See, you don't have powers like they do, so I don't see you as a threat. Of course we'd keep watch of you. there would be some tests. but you could resume your normal life when we were done."
'he doesn't know about my powers,' Clark sighed his relief.
"But the other one. Max. We want him. He is a danger to the whole planet."
Clark almost laughed at the concept of Max being a threat to even an ant, but he kept quiet.
"He was here once, but he broke out. Then his friend. Michael, I think it was. killed my predecessor, Agent Pierce. Now they have to pay," he carried on. "So basically, give up the others and I will let you live."
Clark stared at him like he was completely stupid. Did he really think he'd do that?
"No? How about I make it easier for you," he asked him. Then he pulled out a gun and aimed it at his chest.
"Now what do you say," he asked again.
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Going to leave you hanging for a while. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.