of the Moment. Summary: Clark is force to use his powers in front of his friends. What will happen next? (Set in season 1.) Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville. Other people do. I hope you guys enjoy this.

"Lex!!" Clark ran out to catch his friend as he dropped to the ground. He managed to grab him before he hit the mansion's floor. Ducking down and holding his friend, Clark tried to wake him. "Lex, please wake up." he pleaded. Looking down at where the bullet had entered, he switched to his x- ray vision. He could see that the bullet had stopped before it hit anything vital. Letting out a sigh of relief, he was interrupted in his thoughts when he heard the groggy billionaire stir.

"Clark, ah, what happened?" Lex asked. "You were shot," Clark replied back. "Luckily, it doesn't seem too bad." Clark gently set Lex down and looked out the window. He switched back to his x-ray vision and could see the assasin reloading his gun and aiming once again for the mansion.

*

"Get down!" yelled Pete as they heard the bullet and shattering of glass. The four teens immediately ducked to the floor. Neither knew what was happeing and Chloe suddenly became for Clark and Lex who weren't there. "Where's Clark and Lex?" she asked, the concern evident in her voice. The other's looked at each other and shrug. "Well let's not just sit here!" Lana yelled to the others. "Let's go look for them." The other's, hesitating a little, slowly got up and began the search for their friends.

*

Rounding a corner, the foursome made their way into Lex's office. Once inside, they saw Lex and Clark hunched over the desk. Clark saw the four and hissed at them to get down. Slowly, Chloe and Lana made their ways over to the two.

"Oh my god! Lex, your hit! Are you ok?" Lana asked as she crouched down next to him. Lex rolled his eyes at the ex-cheerleader. "I've been shot and I'm on the floor bleeding, and she asks me if I'm ok?" he said sarcasitically. Lana shot him an evil look before turning her attention to Clark. "What happened?" she asked. "Lex and I were in here talking then all the sudden he gets shot. Lex thinks an assasin might've be behind it." he replied. Lana nodded and proceeded to help Lex up. Clark ripped part of his shirt and gave it to Chloe. "Here, take this and bandage him up. I'm going after the shooter." she nodded and began to bandage the wound.

Clark supersped out of the mansion towards the hill where the shooter was sitting. As he got closer he could hear the man grumbling about missing and how he wouldn't do it again. Angry that this man had hurt one of his friends, Clark supersped right in front of him, swatting the rifle out of the man's hands. The shooter let out a yelp. Before he could do anything else, Clark gently tapped him on the forehead causing him to go out. He then leaned down and grabbed him and ran back towards the mansion.

*

Twenty minutes later, the shooter woke up and found himself duct taped to a chair and six sets of eyes on him. He struggled with his bounds but couldn't break loose. Clark was still angry with the man and wanted answers. He walked to the man and, grabbing his throat, yelled, "Who sent you?!!" The man just spat in his face. Clark just smiled at him and slowly began to tighten his grip. The man, realizing he'd underestimated the teenager, began to gasp for air. "Tell me who sent you" he said again, only much more calmly. "Luther, Lionel Luther!" the man screamed. Clark released his grip and the man began to gasp for air.

The five stared at Clark. They'd never seen him angry before and this was certainly a new and startling development. "Clark, are you ok?" Chloe asked as she neared him. He glanced down at the young woman. "Yeah, I'm fine." he replied. "I just, I don't know what happened. Seeing Lex and what happened. It just, well, it was intense." Chloe nodded as she slowly embraced Clark. She could understand a little of what he was feeling right now.

Clark glanced over to Lex. "It's time to end this." he said in a cold tone. Lex nodded and headed for the phone. He requested that the helicopter be prepped to go immediately for the Luther Corp. tower. Ten minutes later the two were headed off for Metropolis to confront Lionel.

*

After landing the chopper, the two headed down the elevator. Lex led the way to his father's office. He knew that Clark was angry but Clark had no idea how Lex felt. He felt pure, blown rage. He would settle this tonight and tonight only.

Coming to the elder Luthor's office Clark grabbed both of the oak doors and ripped them clean off their hinges. Lionel had been at his desk, immersing himself in one of his company's latest figures. He nearly jumped out of his seat when he saw his office's doors ripped off and Clark and Lex casually walk in. "Hello daddy." Lex said in a cold tone. "Hello son, well, looks like my help didn't do as well as I'd hoped for." he sneered back.

Clark was about to make his move when Lex stopped him. He went ahead of his friend and stopped in front of his father. "It's over. I know about all of your illegal dealings. I know about the corruption you've done and how it's affected this company." he stated. "And what do you plan to do?" Lionel asked. "Simple, before we left, I faxed all my findings off to a friend of mine whose a DA. I hope that you like prison, daddy. "

Lionel looked at his son and smiled. "I know all about your little DA friend." As he spoke he carefully reached into his desk droor and pulled out a silver .45, careful that neither youth saw it. "Well, I hated to have done it, but I couldn't just let you put me away that easily so I had him shot." he added with a smug. "And I don't know how my guy managed to get caught but it doesn't matter. I'll take care of both you here and now!" He pulled the gun from it's hiding place and aimed for his son.

BANG! The first bullet came out of the gun. Clark managed to see it and ran in front of his friend. The bullet impacted him in the chest and fell harmlessly to the ground. Lionel stared in shock as Clark was still standing. Before he could squeeze off another round, Clark super sped over to him, grabbed him and threw him against the wall. A definite 'crack' could be heard when he impacted. Clark looked to Lex and then back to Lionel. Lex, seeing that his father had dropped his gun. He reached down and picked it up then headed over to where his father now lay.

Lionel couldn't move. He couldn't feel his limbs. He couldn't feel anything, for that matter. When he hit the wall it had snapped his spinal column, paralyzing him from the neck down. He struggled to breathe and looked up his son, pleading for help. "Lex, please, help me" he gasped. He managed to look over at Clark. "What, are, you?" he demanded. Lionel wanted to try to get away from the teenager but couldn't. He was afraid, literally.

Lex looked at this father. He couldn't believe the state that he was in now. Just a few seconds ago his father was up trying to kill him and Clark, now he was huddled on the ground, scared out of his wits. Lex felt a sudden pang of hurt. In a way, he hated what Clark had done but he was also grateful. Lionel was now out of the picture and never could hurt anyone. Again. "Now I'll finish it." Lex declared, coldly. He raised the gun to Lionel's head.

"Lex, stop!" Clark yelled. He reached out with his hand at Lex's. Lex turned to look at him. "Clark, I'll stop when I know that my father's dead." he replied to him. "And can never hurt any of us again." "Lex, you can't do this. Killing him won't help anything." Clark replied back. Lex turned again to his friend. He then turned back to his father. He looked to the ground, the ceiling, anything, trying to resolve this inner struggle. He could on one side sympathize with Clark and wanting to see his father live but another side wanted to see him die. To pay for the night's events. To suffer in the worst way imaginable. The gun began to shake in his hand as he made his decision. Slowly, he lowered the weapon and tossed it aside. Then he made his way to the office phone and sent in an anonymous call for an ambulance and police. He then placed all his evidence on Lionel's desk. With a nod to Clark to two left the room, neither saying a word. Lex's gaze was toward the floor. 'I made the right decision.' he thought. 'Clark's right. I made the right one. If I'd killed him, I'd been no better than him.'

*

The helicopter ride back to Smallville was silent. Neither said a word. Lex looked out the window; he didn't have anything to say about the night. Clark was looking outside as well as sneaking occasional glances over to his friend. He was worried about Lex but didn't say anything. There was nothing more to be said or done. Lionel Luthor wasn't dead but he was incapacitated. He'd probably never see the light of day again and never be able to harm anyone.

Never again.

The end.

(Author's Note: Sorry if the ending wasn't what you were hoping for or you wanted something more but I was in a hurry to finish this. This is the last chapter in the Spur of the Moment series. But you can catch more of my work by checking out the New Guy series or my new project which I'll began very soon. I hope that you enjoyed the story though. Comments are appreciated!)