~~~ Fixing Pieces. ~~~
Once the door closed behind the foursome, Kharma looked at Lex; she sighed and hobbled over to him. Whatever cocktail of dope they kept shooting her full of was wearing off; she was, after all, missing her next round. Whatever it was kept her feeling hollow, like she was standing in front of herself looking at a stranger. She was not even sure that her name was Kharma, but that is what she told them anyway.
"Focus, Focus, Focus!" She reprimanded herself.
She looked down at Lex and smiled. He looked so young right now, like he was just sleeping. She touched his face; his skin was soft and warm. She took off her floppy shirt and placed it under his head for a pillow. She remembered how blue his eyes were; they, probably, were more blue if not for whatever they were injecting into him. She leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips; she lingered for a moment. She then straightened up, blinked, and shook her head.
"Pull it together." She hissed at herself.
Her brain was sending her urgent messages that she was here for a reason; it was not to pine and fantasize over the guy on the table. She unbuckled his restraints and winced at the bruises forming on his wrists and ankles; she took his left hand in her and place her other hand on his chest. She took one last look at his prone form; then she closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly. A purple glow started to radiate from her forehead as well as from her palms. The glow grew brighter. The girl opened her eyes and they were no longer hazel. Now, they were black with purple irises. She jerked as she stared down at Lex; the glow now starting to envelop him. The burns on his head faded until they were gone; his heart rhythm returned to normal sinus and bruises paled until they too had gone. The violet light continued repairing other injuries sustained but not seen; when this was done, the aura faded.
Lex stirred; his eyes then opened. They were clear crystal pools of pure blue. The girls eyes faded back to hazel in color as she looked at him. She lifted her hand off his chest and went to release his hand; but he held on to hers.
"What are you?" Lex asked quietly.
She thought then shrugged. "I don't know anymore."
Lex was dubious; but the helpless look on her face told him that she was not lying or trying to hide anything from him.
Blood started to trickle out of the girl's nose, and she started to sway on her feet. He then noticed that there were bruises around the girl's wrists; he grabbed onto her as she started to sink to the floor.
"What's happening?" Lex inquired.
The girl blinked not feeling good at all anymore, her head hurt in the worst way. "I don't know; I think it is a side effect."
"Side effect of what?" Lex wondered.
She braced herself on the bed. "Healing you, I'm sorry I had no choice."
Lex did not know how to respond; after living in Smallville, he thought he'd be used to the extraordinary by now. It seemed like there was a different mutant freak for every day of the week. That was Smallville though, not Metropolis; perhaps, they were migrating.
He, usually, thought the mutants were trying to kill him, rob him, or seduce him and then kill him. He had never been healed by one. He looked at her, but she did not look familiar. Live long enough in a small town and you get to know know all the regular faces pretty well.
"You're not a mutant are you?" He asked.
She shook her head, not really able to grasp the origin of the question. The pounding in her brain became fiercer; it was like the asylum's whole crew of gorilla orderlies was playing drums on her head. She blinked not wanting to pass out because she was enjoying the feel of Lex Luthor's arms around her torso.
Lex then remembered that she had mentioned being brought here by, none other than, his father. Lex knew his father was funding several sorts of experiments. Lionel would not just stop at the cloning research, there were, definitely, more.
"Where did you come from?" Lex asked, trying to keep the girl conscious.
She blinked. "Jungle once, no that was past. Japan, yes, Tokyo Japan."
"How did you get here?" Lex pushed.
The girl shook her head. "Tricked and brought. First, we're going to the zoo, then we're going to Japan yup, yup."
He would have been shocked to hear how low his father could stoop, but then there was no true depth to Lionel's conniving. He was about to ask something else, when the door swung open and the doctors stepped in. There was a popping noise; Lex gasped to see a dart sticking out of the girls shoulder.
Kharma felt the effects of the sedative shot into her shoulder, she looked at Lex again. "Sorry, I stole a kiss from you when you were unconscious."
He too started to feel drowsy; he looked at his arm surprised to see a dart sticking out of it.
"It's ok." Was all he could say.
Then both of them fought the drug but in the end they gave in to the darkness of forced sleep.
Once the door closed behind the foursome, Kharma looked at Lex; she sighed and hobbled over to him. Whatever cocktail of dope they kept shooting her full of was wearing off; she was, after all, missing her next round. Whatever it was kept her feeling hollow, like she was standing in front of herself looking at a stranger. She was not even sure that her name was Kharma, but that is what she told them anyway.
"Focus, Focus, Focus!" She reprimanded herself.
She looked down at Lex and smiled. He looked so young right now, like he was just sleeping. She touched his face; his skin was soft and warm. She took off her floppy shirt and placed it under his head for a pillow. She remembered how blue his eyes were; they, probably, were more blue if not for whatever they were injecting into him. She leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips; she lingered for a moment. She then straightened up, blinked, and shook her head.
"Pull it together." She hissed at herself.
Her brain was sending her urgent messages that she was here for a reason; it was not to pine and fantasize over the guy on the table. She unbuckled his restraints and winced at the bruises forming on his wrists and ankles; she took his left hand in her and place her other hand on his chest. She took one last look at his prone form; then she closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly. A purple glow started to radiate from her forehead as well as from her palms. The glow grew brighter. The girl opened her eyes and they were no longer hazel. Now, they were black with purple irises. She jerked as she stared down at Lex; the glow now starting to envelop him. The burns on his head faded until they were gone; his heart rhythm returned to normal sinus and bruises paled until they too had gone. The violet light continued repairing other injuries sustained but not seen; when this was done, the aura faded.
Lex stirred; his eyes then opened. They were clear crystal pools of pure blue. The girls eyes faded back to hazel in color as she looked at him. She lifted her hand off his chest and went to release his hand; but he held on to hers.
"What are you?" Lex asked quietly.
She thought then shrugged. "I don't know anymore."
Lex was dubious; but the helpless look on her face told him that she was not lying or trying to hide anything from him.
Blood started to trickle out of the girl's nose, and she started to sway on her feet. He then noticed that there were bruises around the girl's wrists; he grabbed onto her as she started to sink to the floor.
"What's happening?" Lex inquired.
The girl blinked not feeling good at all anymore, her head hurt in the worst way. "I don't know; I think it is a side effect."
"Side effect of what?" Lex wondered.
She braced herself on the bed. "Healing you, I'm sorry I had no choice."
Lex did not know how to respond; after living in Smallville, he thought he'd be used to the extraordinary by now. It seemed like there was a different mutant freak for every day of the week. That was Smallville though, not Metropolis; perhaps, they were migrating.
He, usually, thought the mutants were trying to kill him, rob him, or seduce him and then kill him. He had never been healed by one. He looked at her, but she did not look familiar. Live long enough in a small town and you get to know know all the regular faces pretty well.
"You're not a mutant are you?" He asked.
She shook her head, not really able to grasp the origin of the question. The pounding in her brain became fiercer; it was like the asylum's whole crew of gorilla orderlies was playing drums on her head. She blinked not wanting to pass out because she was enjoying the feel of Lex Luthor's arms around her torso.
Lex then remembered that she had mentioned being brought here by, none other than, his father. Lex knew his father was funding several sorts of experiments. Lionel would not just stop at the cloning research, there were, definitely, more.
"Where did you come from?" Lex asked, trying to keep the girl conscious.
She blinked. "Jungle once, no that was past. Japan, yes, Tokyo Japan."
"How did you get here?" Lex pushed.
The girl shook her head. "Tricked and brought. First, we're going to the zoo, then we're going to Japan yup, yup."
He would have been shocked to hear how low his father could stoop, but then there was no true depth to Lionel's conniving. He was about to ask something else, when the door swung open and the doctors stepped in. There was a popping noise; Lex gasped to see a dart sticking out of the girls shoulder.
Kharma felt the effects of the sedative shot into her shoulder, she looked at Lex again. "Sorry, I stole a kiss from you when you were unconscious."
He too started to feel drowsy; he looked at his arm surprised to see a dart sticking out of it.
"It's ok." Was all he could say.
Then both of them fought the drug but in the end they gave in to the darkness of forced sleep.