Author's Note: Damn it people! What did I say about being demanding?!?! You think I wasn't serious?!? You think I won't come over there and kick all of your guys'.... hold on the Simpsons are back.

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HA. Funny show. Okay, where was I? Oh yes. I'm glad you all enjoyed chapter seven. Well, those of you who have reviewed liked it. You know what I should do? I should kill off Chloe. I mean, half the reviews I get are stating that people want Peter and Chloe to be together. I should just kill her off. That'd show you. Hehe. Okay, here's chapter something. I'm still waiting for someone to hit me in the head. Here, I'll even give you a baseball bat. Just hit me.

Note to reviewer(s): Skittles the Sugar Fairy, what made the chapter weird??

The limo sped down the empty road. throwing the leaves on the ground back up into the air. The passenger of the limo was smiling.

"That went better than I'd hoped." he thought to himself. "Did Mark really think I hadn't noticed the missing vile? Such a fool. Letting his emotions get the better of him. Now, if anything goes wrong the majority of the blame, fault, and lawsuits will go against him, but for the sake of the experiment I hope it goes without a hitch. Project X has just gotten its first human test subject."

He continued to smile as the black limo sped towards Luthor Corp.

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The red truck pulled up to the mansion. Peter exited the vehicle and stood staring at the building in awe. It was as big as Norman's place, if not bigger. Peter let out a whistle which brought a smile on Clark's face.

"Come on, let's go inside."

"You mean he lets you just come in whenever you want?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

Again, Peter whistled and the walked towards the main doors. Once inside, Clark allowed Peter to delay their meeting Lex by looking around.

"Wow. I've never seen so much crap in one house. Even Harry's dad doesn't have this much stuff laying around. Of course he probably spends his money on his genetics work.."

Peter continued to talk to himself as he observed and explored every inch of the house he possibly could. Clark just grinned with amusement. He was glad to see Peter looking alive again instead of his usual depressed and quiet self.

"Is your friend enjoying the tour, Clark?"

Peter's head jolted up from looking at an East Indian vase towards the direction of the voice. Before him stood a young man dressed in a purple sweater with black pants and shoes. His bald head reflected the lights from the ceiling. His face gave off a small smile. Peter instantly knew who he was.

"Hi Lex." stated Clark. "Thought I'd bring Pete down here to meet you. If that's okay with you of course."

"Sure it's no problem." Lex turned his attention from Peter to Clark. "So you're Clark's newest friend uh? Where're you from Peter?"

"I'm from New York."

Lex raised an eyebrow at the remark.

"A little ways from home aren't you? What brings you all the way to Smallville?"

Peter's gaze dropped to the floor and Clark's smiling face faded to one of concern. Lex's smile diminished a bit, as he began to wonder past horror he had brought up in the teenager's mind.

"Peter's just visiting for his summer vacation. His aunt knows my dad and, yeah."

Lex continued to stare at Peter, his eyes scanning the boy's facial expression. Obviously, that wasn't the whole truth. But he didn't feel like pressing the matter any further.

"So, this your first time in a mansion, Peter."

Peter's mood seemed to lighten partially.

"No, I've been in Harry's place a few times. Though yours seems to be a bit bigger."

"Harry? Harry who?"

"Oh, um, Harry Osborn."

Lex stood there, trying to place a face with the name.

"Osborn. Osborn. Would his dad happen to be Norman Osborn?"

"You know him?"

"I know of him. I have not met him though. Interesting. You know Norman's son. And are friends with him no doubt."

Peter just nodded.

"Why don't we go to my room. I have something I want to show you, Peter."

Peter and Clark both looked at Lex curiously. But Lex just smiled and walked off towards his room.