Chapter 3:

"So…lets see if I've got everything, you came here the day of the meteor strike. The same strike that killed my parents obliterated half the town, which has led to fifteen years of meteor mutations. You have been the one defending the town from said meteor mutations for three years now, saving not only my life countless times but Chloe's, Pete's, Your parents, Lex, and countless others I don't know about?"

Clark nodded slightly from his seated position on the couch nervously rubbing his hands together as he watched Lana as she paced back and forth across the wooden floor of the loft. "And just to recap, you can run pretty much faster than people like myself can see. You have X-ray vision and judging by your massive blush when you told me about that one you have perved the girls locker room on occasion." She turned to look at him tilting her head slightly studying him. "Plus every time you get well for lack of a better word horny you can start fires with your eyes, you have hearing so acute you can listen to a conversation in the middle of the Talon from your bed room." She giggled slightly. "Oh yeah and your indestructible, if anything hits you it gets totalled be it cars, people or killer mutant bug boys."

Clark looked up at her and nodded slightly unsure of whatever she planned to do next; she was handling this a little to calmly for his liking. "Lana are you sure you're ok?"

"Oh yeah Clark just one thing I really need to do first ok?" She smiled sweetly at Clark

Clark nodded earnestly and sat forward waiting patiently for her to tell him what it was she wanted. So you can imagine Clarks surprise when Lana smashed the two by four over his head. It cracked in half the broken piece spinning across the loft into one of the darkened corners of the barn. Stunned Clark reached up gingerly brushing the few small pieces of wood tangled in his hair. He stared up at Lana his expressive emerald eyes flashing equal amounts of hurt and confusion.

Lana dropped the broken piece of wood on the floor and stepped forward and knelt on the floor between his legs her elbows resting on Clark's thighs as she stared into his eyes. "That was for lying to me for so long Clark, if you were anyone else I would have slapped you, but I get the feeling you wouldn't even feel it and I would. No more secrets Clark, promise me from now that you will tell me everything." Clark was to stupefied for words by this point and Lana mercurial temperament was not helping his thought process, so rather than open his mouth and make an ass of himself he settled for nodding dumbly.

Lana flashed him that secret little smile she had the one that screamed I'm a little minx. "Good boy." She leaned forward with that smile leading the charge and pressed her lips to Clark's in a slow sensual kiss that seemed to last for hours. Finally the need for air forced the two apart and Lana shivered as his emerald eyes flashed, the colour almost shifting to a deep forest green before his strong arms wrapped around her and pulled into another kiss.

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The Weapon continued to carve its swathe of destruction through the Kansas forest. In its wake animals scattered to escape the rampaging beast as it seem to take a perverse pleasure in just simply destroying the once peaceful forest. It bellowed out another challenging roar and seemed almost disappointed that no one returned the challenge. Suddenly the roar was returned at last another to prove its dominance over.

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Andy Jackson had been working for the Luthor Corp factory for ten years now, running deliveries in his eighteen wheeler. The engine roared as he climbed the steep incline, urging his truck to make it with it's thirty ton load. In ten years nothing exciting had ever happened to Andy, and at times he found himself wishing that something would just break the monotomy of his life. He glanced away from the road for a moment to switch channels on his radio and when he turned his gaze back to the road he yelled slamming on the breaks as a mountainous figure appeared in the middle of the road screaming. Stopping thirty tons all at once is simply impossible, especially when the thirty tons is moving at sixty miles an hour. Andy's truck skid and slid over the dirt road before jack-knifing violently flipping the truck onto it's side. Inside the truck Andy screamed as the figure in the road just stood there as all thirty tons slid towards it.

The Weapon bellowed his challenge as the strange beast charged him. He started shambling forward to meet its charge to prove its superiority over this creature. The weapons shoulder slammed into the Trucks front grill, bring the truck and it's driver to a complete stop. Unfortunately the same couldn't be said for the thirty-ton trailer it was hauling. The trailer slammed into the back of the truck giving the once sturdy and shiny truck the whole trash compacter look. The trailer pivoted sweeping around the truck like a scything blade.

The Weapon stepped back from the clearly defeated beast and roard in satisfaction, another opponent bested, unfortunately while busy basking in it's victory the Weapon failed to notice the trailer. There was a tremendous crash as the thirty ton metal container slammed into the Weapon at sixty miles an hour and sent the Weapon tumbling out of control back into the forest.

Andy tried vainly to pry open the door of his truck, but the damage had bent the frame out of shape making it impossible to get it. Panic growing inside of him he fumbled for his CB radio depressing the call button. "Dispatch this is Andy Jackson, I'm about one mile outside of Luthor Corp processing plant on Forest side road, something has mangled my truck and I'm…." Andy trailed off as the thing that totalled his truck burst from the tree line in a rage. He wet himself as he saw part of it's face, the confinement hood ripped away revealing a face that wouldn't look out of place in a horror movie, palid greyish skin and bright bloodshot eyes, but what truly frightened him was the creatures face. It's jaw line was dotted by crystal spikes that pushed through it's skin and it's eyebrows weren't hair but more of the ragged crystals. It roared and Andy started to fumble with the button babbling incoherently as the creature advanced on his track.

The Weapon was angry, this interloper thought it could defeat him, he would show this creature who was the true strength. The Weapon reached the cab and started to smash its fist into the already mangled metal. The bony spurs on it's fist seemed to grow larger with every hit. It roared in anger as it's single fist closed around the metal and it heaved snapping the connector cables between the truck and it's load. And it spun almost like a discus thrower, the truck gathering speed inside Andy was screaming as The weapon let go and the twisted remains of the truck took to the air sailing backwards the way it came. But this wasn't enough for the Weapon. He snarled and started to shamble forward breaking out into an awkward run before leaping high into the air after its prey, clearing several hundred metres a leap. Finally he caught up with the truck as it lay on its side in a pool of burning petrol. The Weapon raised it's fist to strike again when a wail caught it's ears. It turned another of these creatures was heading towards it and in the distance it could see the creatures lair and what appeared to be even more of them. At last the Weapon smiled and began a shambling run towards the approaching enemy.

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TBC…