Chapter 12
Clark was being dragged along a rough ground. He tried to look up at where he was going but his head merely dropped back down on his chest. Someone was behind him, pulling his body with ease. Whoever they were they were strong. They reached a stop and Clark was dropped to the floor against a wooden pillar. Hazily he thought he recognized the place as his barn, but the thought didn't linger. He hands were tied hard behind his back. The ropes cut into his wrists, making them bleed.
The light from the green stone was the only way he could see his surroundings in the darkness of night. But the light made his eyes water, and he closed them whenever he could.
"Won't be long now," said a cold voice from behind him.
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Chloe was searching everywhere for the three strangers Clark had been with. Mrs Kent said that Max had left days ago. But Lana had said she'd seen them only moments ago in the Talon.
"I don't know, he got a message and then ran off. The girl said something about Mr White," Lana informed her sweetly.
Suddenly Chloe grew worried. This was not right. Did they know about the message on the wall? And if so, where would they go? She had almost given up on trying to come up with a theory when four more strangers entered the room.
"Have you seen this guy," a distraught looking girl about her height, with auburn hair, asked Lana.
Chloe took one look at the picture and hailed the girl and her friends.
"I know him. Max, right?" she asked.
"Yes, where is he," said a short blond girl from behind her. Her curls bounced around her face as she spoke.
"I don't know, I've been looking all over for them," Chloe told them.
"Why where you looking for them," a ginger haired older man asked.
"You got a few hours?" Chloe asked sarcastically.
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Max's head was clear about only one thing. He had to get to Clark. No matter what else happened, he would help Clark.
Isabel was stacking the tapes in his glove compartment into alphabetical order, as she always did when she was worried, and she seemed the most on edge she'd ever been.
Michael on the other hand just seemed unafraid. As though he knew that he was going to go in there, get Clark out, and maybe kick some bad guy ass in the process.
As they pulled up to the Kent's house, a lump formed in Max's throat. This was the moment of truth.
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Sorry it took me so long to update. My mom banned me from the nt because I sneaked 5 friends into my house for the night while she was asleep. Eep.
Anyway, hope you like the chapter. Will soon have that 'King of Antar and Man of steel against bad guy' show down.
Clark was being dragged along a rough ground. He tried to look up at where he was going but his head merely dropped back down on his chest. Someone was behind him, pulling his body with ease. Whoever they were they were strong. They reached a stop and Clark was dropped to the floor against a wooden pillar. Hazily he thought he recognized the place as his barn, but the thought didn't linger. He hands were tied hard behind his back. The ropes cut into his wrists, making them bleed.
The light from the green stone was the only way he could see his surroundings in the darkness of night. But the light made his eyes water, and he closed them whenever he could.
"Won't be long now," said a cold voice from behind him.
* * *
*
Chloe was searching everywhere for the three strangers Clark had been with. Mrs Kent said that Max had left days ago. But Lana had said she'd seen them only moments ago in the Talon.
"I don't know, he got a message and then ran off. The girl said something about Mr White," Lana informed her sweetly.
Suddenly Chloe grew worried. This was not right. Did they know about the message on the wall? And if so, where would they go? She had almost given up on trying to come up with a theory when four more strangers entered the room.
"Have you seen this guy," a distraught looking girl about her height, with auburn hair, asked Lana.
Chloe took one look at the picture and hailed the girl and her friends.
"I know him. Max, right?" she asked.
"Yes, where is he," said a short blond girl from behind her. Her curls bounced around her face as she spoke.
"I don't know, I've been looking all over for them," Chloe told them.
"Why where you looking for them," a ginger haired older man asked.
"You got a few hours?" Chloe asked sarcastically.
* * *
*
Max's head was clear about only one thing. He had to get to Clark. No matter what else happened, he would help Clark.
Isabel was stacking the tapes in his glove compartment into alphabetical order, as she always did when she was worried, and she seemed the most on edge she'd ever been.
Michael on the other hand just seemed unafraid. As though he knew that he was going to go in there, get Clark out, and maybe kick some bad guy ass in the process.
As they pulled up to the Kent's house, a lump formed in Max's throat. This was the moment of truth.
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Sorry it took me so long to update. My mom banned me from the nt because I sneaked 5 friends into my house for the night while she was asleep. Eep.
Anyway, hope you like the chapter. Will soon have that 'King of Antar and Man of steel against bad guy' show down.