DISCLAIMER: I do not own any members of the Smallville cast; I am writing
this for fun, not profit. I only own one character in this story; and she's
just my inside the asylum inspiration.
BTW: Thank you for everyone who has left a review; I appreciate it and it makes me happy to continue. Thank you for motivating me. ________________________________________________________________________
This takes place after "Shattered" While Lex is in the asylum.
~~~Shattered Pieces~~~
"White walls; that smell day after day same stench of cleanser, bleach, or ammonia which ever the smell was grating. Why am I here again?" Lex Luthor thought as he once again paced the stale section he claimed as his own.
The routine was familiar to him, but it was not like he could remember it. Day after day his recall was getting worse; especially when Julian started crying again but why in here this was no place for a baby especially not his little brother. His father would be enraged to know that Julian was in a place like this. Alexander Luthor paced; his straight jacket buckled tightly, he was not in his padded room this was recreation time they said. It's hard to recreate when your hands and arms are bound. What annoyed the billionaire's son the most among other things was the wetness he felt on his chin always there, always wet with no one to make it go away. This was an everyday thought, but to him the thought was new and fresh.
The young man's thoughts where suddenly interrupted by a voice a change in the routine, "Hey you're kinda drooling there guy."
Lex looked up into a pair of hazel eyes that suddenly appeared before him; it was a girl his age he would guess with shoulder length reddish auburn hair. She was dressed in simple cotton PJ pants and a long sleeved green shirt that was two sizes too big for her.
"Huh" was all Lex could muster.
The girl cocked her head to the side like a dog does when it thinks you're insane. "Drool, you know you are drooling. Here let me help."
Before he could react she swiped a sleeve covered hand across his face and the wetness on his chin was gone; he smiled. That's where it ended; time was up and back to his room with another shot of whatever to garnish his day. He had no memory to fight it because day after day he was getting closer to waking up with a blank slate of the day before. That was the life Lionel Luther was now constructing for his son; as proud as he was of his son's ability to be intelligently conniving it was not acceptable that all that deception was taken up against him. Best to stop his son before the younger man destroyed him.
Maybe it all had been a figment of his imagination; everyday all the events seemed as such including his recollection of why he was here. He knew who he was; and where he was from, and who he knew, but the rest the more recent was like an obscured blur. Maybe the girl who helped to ease one irritation was just that make believe, like Julian's present crying.
Then the voice came again, "Whoa you're still drooling." Then once again the familiar swipe across his chin, but this time there was no cloth. He looked up to see those hazel eyes but something had changed; the face they were set into was now pale and uncared for.
"Huh" was all he mustered once more.
Taking his face in her sleeved hands, "You said that last time; try for more this time focus."
"Who are you?" Lex blinked.
Releasing his face, "You don't remember? I'm hurt I told you like 5 times. I know who you are you're Alexander Luthor."
"Lex." It was the only thing that came to mind right away. Then Lex blinked trying to recall but there was that persistent fog that made everything hard to see in his memory. The whole situation whatever it was; was very frustrating.
She cocked her head to the other side, "Huh?"
"I like being called Lex." He stated simply.
Then it was over as quickly as it began; the only difference this time Lex noticed was that his female companion had white bandages wrapped from her wrist to her elbows. If he remembered he would ask her about that next time he saw her.
BTW: Thank you for everyone who has left a review; I appreciate it and it makes me happy to continue. Thank you for motivating me. ________________________________________________________________________
This takes place after "Shattered" While Lex is in the asylum.
~~~Shattered Pieces~~~
"White walls; that smell day after day same stench of cleanser, bleach, or ammonia which ever the smell was grating. Why am I here again?" Lex Luthor thought as he once again paced the stale section he claimed as his own.
The routine was familiar to him, but it was not like he could remember it. Day after day his recall was getting worse; especially when Julian started crying again but why in here this was no place for a baby especially not his little brother. His father would be enraged to know that Julian was in a place like this. Alexander Luthor paced; his straight jacket buckled tightly, he was not in his padded room this was recreation time they said. It's hard to recreate when your hands and arms are bound. What annoyed the billionaire's son the most among other things was the wetness he felt on his chin always there, always wet with no one to make it go away. This was an everyday thought, but to him the thought was new and fresh.
The young man's thoughts where suddenly interrupted by a voice a change in the routine, "Hey you're kinda drooling there guy."
Lex looked up into a pair of hazel eyes that suddenly appeared before him; it was a girl his age he would guess with shoulder length reddish auburn hair. She was dressed in simple cotton PJ pants and a long sleeved green shirt that was two sizes too big for her.
"Huh" was all Lex could muster.
The girl cocked her head to the side like a dog does when it thinks you're insane. "Drool, you know you are drooling. Here let me help."
Before he could react she swiped a sleeve covered hand across his face and the wetness on his chin was gone; he smiled. That's where it ended; time was up and back to his room with another shot of whatever to garnish his day. He had no memory to fight it because day after day he was getting closer to waking up with a blank slate of the day before. That was the life Lionel Luther was now constructing for his son; as proud as he was of his son's ability to be intelligently conniving it was not acceptable that all that deception was taken up against him. Best to stop his son before the younger man destroyed him.
Maybe it all had been a figment of his imagination; everyday all the events seemed as such including his recollection of why he was here. He knew who he was; and where he was from, and who he knew, but the rest the more recent was like an obscured blur. Maybe the girl who helped to ease one irritation was just that make believe, like Julian's present crying.
Then the voice came again, "Whoa you're still drooling." Then once again the familiar swipe across his chin, but this time there was no cloth. He looked up to see those hazel eyes but something had changed; the face they were set into was now pale and uncared for.
"Huh" was all he mustered once more.
Taking his face in her sleeved hands, "You said that last time; try for more this time focus."
"Who are you?" Lex blinked.
Releasing his face, "You don't remember? I'm hurt I told you like 5 times. I know who you are you're Alexander Luthor."
"Lex." It was the only thing that came to mind right away. Then Lex blinked trying to recall but there was that persistent fog that made everything hard to see in his memory. The whole situation whatever it was; was very frustrating.
She cocked her head to the other side, "Huh?"
"I like being called Lex." He stated simply.
Then it was over as quickly as it began; the only difference this time Lex noticed was that his female companion had white bandages wrapped from her wrist to her elbows. If he remembered he would ask her about that next time he saw her.