Chapter 8:
Lana walked unsteadily towards the prone form of her boyfriend as he lay there face down in the ruined crater in the street. She kneeled not even noticing the pain as pieces of broken concrete dug into her knee's and in a kind of dream gently lifted gripped Clarks shoulders and turned him over. Tears began to roll down her cheeks as she took in the sight of his battered and bleeding face, her fingers softly tracing the swollen lumps and bruises. "It's ok now Clark, you stopped him, you saved us just like you always do." She tried to lift the mask from his face so she could look into his eyes but it wouldn't come off. She leaned down and softly pressed her lips to his her tears spilling from her cheeks to his face as she did. "Please Clark, please get up." She sobbed as she watched the rising and falling of his chest as she hugged him tightly to her.
In the distance sirens could be heard coming closer, fire trucks, police and ambulances, all coming and all far to late. She was sure how long she sat there for and she wasn't even aware of the arrival of the ambulance.
"Miss, you need medical attention, so does he, come with us ok."
"NO!" Lana's yells reverberated round the street as she clung tighter to Clark's body. I'm not leaving him, I'm not!"
The paramedic shook his head he knew the signs and the girl was slipping into shock. He popped open his emergency case removed a syringe with a sedative. Lionel Luthor wanted this guy transported to Heli-pad and he had paid handsomely for it. He quickly stuck the needle into Lana's arm and depressed the plunger.
Lana yelped at the pain and turned to face the paramedic. "What d-did you d-do." She shook her head trying to shake off the feeling of sleep overcoming her.
"It's a sedative miss, don't worry you're going to be just fine." The paramedic caught her as she slumped forward and gestured to one of the other ambulance's crews. "Get her to the hospital, we'll take care of this guy!"
Nodding the men bundled Lana onto a stretcher and placed her in the back of their ambulance and slammed the door shut. The Paramedic smirked as he and his partner lifted the white and Silver clad guy on a stretcher and wheeled him towards the ambulance.
"Hey! Hold up there."
The two guys turned and looked as the Sheriff jogged beside them. "Where do you think you're going with him?"
"He needs immediate medical attention sheriff, there is a chopper waiting at Smallville medical to transport him to Metropolis general."
Sheriff Adams shook her head. "Oh no, this boys not leaving town, he can get medical attention here, I got questions for this masked man." She climbed into the back of ambulance and looked at the paramedics. "Well?"
Shaking their heads the men loaded the stretcher and slammed the door shut. The paramedic pulled out his cell phone and hit quick dial. "Mister Luthor there has been a development."
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*Smallville General Hospital 2 days later*
Doctor Jensen just glared at the man standing in front of him. "Mr Luthor you must understand, this young man is in no state to be transported anywhere, his wounds are severe. He has multiple broken bones, lacerations and contusions, he should be dead by now." Jensen shook his head. "I can't authorise a move for him. Hell we can't even remove his outfit so we have no way of making a clear identification until he wakes up"
Lionel glared at the Doctor. "This young man single handed stopped a creature that tore apart my factory, the list of things that eye witnesses claimed they saw this young man do is phenomenal." He folded his hands behind his back and stared down at Jensen. "He must be taken immediately to Star Labs where he can be studied and treated. He's not Human doctor."
Jensen jabbed a finger into Lionel's chest. "I couldn't care if he was an alien Mr Luthor, my patient is not leaving this hospital without the proper authorisations. Now if you'll excuse me I have a hospital full of your own employee's."
"Fine Doctor, you want to play that game then we will." Lionel turned to his assistant. "Get me the President."
Around the corner leaning against the wall Pete Ross swore before he started walking away quickly.
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*Kent family Kitchen*
The porch door swung open and a tired and frustrated Pete made his way inside and sat down on a kitchen stool and looked at the expectant faces waiting for him. "I'm sorry guy's Lionel's got the floor to Clarks room watched on every possible angle. The good news is that Clarks funky outfit is refusing to co-operate so the docs or the cops can't ID him"
Martha looked at her husband. "God Jonathon what are we going to do." She shook her head fighting the tears the threatened to fall. Jonathon sighed as he stood and wrapped his wife in a tender hug.
"He'll be fine, like Pete says the suit is protecting his identity and once he heals and he wakes up you know nothing will stop Clark from getting out of there. We just got to wait."
"There is a problem, Luthor was calling the President when I left, he's trying to get federal permission to take Clark to place called Star Labs for testing. We don't have time to wait for Clark to wake up."
"Then we go and get him."
The three turned to the door where Lana stood leaning against the doorframe, her eyes red from shed tears but a determined expression on her face. "I'm not leaving him to Lionel Luthor."
"But Lana how do you expect to get to him surrounded by guards, it's impossible."
Lana looked at Pete as he spoke. "Because Clark would do it for us, powers or not." She looked at all three of them before walking in and taking a seat on a stool. "Here is what we will do."
TBC…
AN: Well one maybe two chapters left to go, not sure personally but hey all good things come to an end sooner or later and I really, really hope you all are enjoying this. But PLEASE, PLEASE people review, if you liked it great, if you hate it review and tell me why, just no Flames!
Yours truly
The Evil and insane Kai Lun Mau