Poltergeist by Electric Spyro
a.n. oook! i'm updating! yayayayayayay!
i am proud to announce that the story is coming to its climax. which means there will be some nice fluffy clana in the future *wink wink*
um, so yea. it's all i gotta say. thanx for the awesome reviews!!! ;o)
enjoy!
*~*~*
Lana was reading quietly in her room. The rain had postponed the orange orchard trip another day. She didn't mind though. A day in a hot field surrounded by sticky, juicy fruits wasn't exactly her idea of fun.
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in."
"Hi." It was Jason smiling sheepishly.
"Hey," Lana answered setting her book down on her bed. "What brings you here?"
"Uh, you," he retorted happily as he sat down in the chair next to Lana.
"Really?" Lana retorted smiling. There was an uncomfortable feeling in the back of her head, but she chose to quickly ignore it.
"Yeah, um, I snuck down to the kitchen for a few hours and made these." Jason took a small plate out from behind him which contained a bunch of home-made chocolate peanutbutter cups. "Want some?"
"Wow, yeah. Thanks," Lana said taking a few gladly. She bit into one. "These are great. Is your dad a chief or something?"
"Uh, yeah. Yeah, he was. Before he, uh..." Jason swallowed sternly before finishing his sentence. "died."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Jason. Didn't mean to - "
"No. You didn't know. It's okay." Jason desperately tried to find something else to talk about. "So, I've heard about the time traveling kids that you and your other friends are interested in."
"Oh, yeah. I'm not really into it now. It's been kind of tearing our friendships apart one by one," Lana admited as she continued to eat the delicious desert.
"But don't you think it would be amazing to travel into the future? Find out if your dreams are actually worth dreaming about?" Jason looked at her with an intense gaze.
"Um, that would be really great," Lana stated confidently, "but I think this point in time is where we're meant to be."
"But wouldn't it be awesome if we could just visit the future? Aren't you even the slightest bit curious?" Jason asked quickly.
"Well, of course. Isn't everybody?" Lana exclaimed taking another bite out of the chocolate candy.
"What do you think your future will turn out to be?"
"I-I really don't know...I good one I hope," Lana answered honestly.
"Oh, you'll definitely have a good future, Lana. I know that for sure," Jason confirmed sweetly.
Lana smiled. "Thanks, Jason."
"Yeah, you won't have anything to worry about. Everyone around you cares about you so much, Lana. You're lucky to have people who stay in your life like that for a long time," Jason stated and then sheepishly ended his talk and began eating one of his own tasty treats.
Lana's eyes narrowed. "How do you know so much about me?"
"I found out you lost your parents in the meteor shower fourteen years ago from the TIME magazine. It must've sucked. Just like my dad's death. He was all I had..." Jason explained sadly. "We both lost people in our lives that we wish were still here. We both have this fragile, damaged piece inside us that we chose to cover up."
Lana was speechless. He was right. There was that bond they both shared. She could feel it.
"I always thought that we could become really great friends, but you kind of got popular and I just...drifted away..." Jason swallowed abruptly at the end of the sentence.
"Jason, I'm your friend now," Lana informed firmly.
"I know. I know. But I remember back in second grade we did a puzzle together once. Even then you were so beautiful...And I remember I always tried to reach for puzzle pieces that you were going to pick up so our hands would touch just a little," he remembered blushing slightly. "And even then I was an invisible geek. No one even noticed me at all."
Lana only then remembered that day. She felt even worse when she also realized that was the only memory she had of Jason. What he had said was true - no one noticed him.
"Except you," Jason continued. "You noticed me. Everyone else played Jingo. You were the only one who would do the puzzle with me. You were the first to notice me."
Lana felt like she was going to cry. How could someone lead such an invisible life?
"I want to thank you." Jason pulled out something from his pocket and handed it to her.
She took in curiously in her hand and saw the gleaming green of the dolphin ring she had been admiring in the jewerly shop.
"Oh, Jason. I can't take this. This must have been a fortune," she quickly said with awe.
"No, it really wasn't that much. And I didn't buy the box for it so that cut down the price a bit." Jason sighed. "I just think you deserve it. Whether you realized it that day in second grade or not - you showed me what it was like to be a real, visible person. And you did the samething again on this trip. Thanks."
Lana looked from the ring to Jason and back again. She knew Jason was obviously not going to take it back, so she slipped it on her middle finger and admired it for a few seconds.
"You are a very great, trusting, guy, Jason Hendricks," Lana began solemnly, "And I can't wait for the dance on Friday."
Jason smiled greatly and was quickly joined by Lana.
And just as Lana smiled, Clark slowly drifted out of her mind...
*~*~*
As Lex cruised the town out of pure boredom, he noticed two familiar boys on the edge of the deserted road he was now traveling upon. They each had a small flash light at hand and one had some sort of contraption on his head.
Lex pulled his spotless porsche onto the side of the road and got out.
"What are two doing? It's almost eleven at night," Lex stated walking towards them.
"We have to check this forest out for ourselves," Marshall explained in a determined tone.
Lex looked over to his right. the first five feet from the road was flat green grass. After that, it was a sea of thick, dark pines and mysterious unknowns.
"What is that ridiculous thing on your head?" Lex asked Marshall acknowledging the deformed football helmet now resting on his entire head and face.
"It's a helmet with a Polaroid camera taped on it. Simon and I made it a while ago when we were searching the haunted houses in Eerie," Marshall exclaimed proudly. "We figured we might be able to use it to take a few pictures of whatever's in here."
"Not now. Not at night. Come on, I'm taking you to home," Lex confirmed similar to how a parent talked to their children.
But just as Lex ended that sentence, he heard a faint sound. And it began to grow louder. And louder. A beautiful flowing flute sound. Where was that coming from?
Without a word, Lex slowly inched towards the trees in front of him. Marshall and Simon followed with an equal amount of intrigue welling inside them. They had to find out what this lovely music was.
Suddenly, the music was joined by laughter. A child's laughter. It echoed in the distance. Lex reached the edge of the forest and made his way through it calmly.
Marshall and Simon could not see Lex in the darkness, but it was not a factor to them. The music and laughing had over taking their minds. Nothing else mattered.
Just then, the wonderful cherubic laughter shot itself into a hardcore demonic cackle. It rised above the flute and was followed by a male scream.
Marshall and Simon were snapped out of the daze and looked around. Why were they in the forest?
"AHHH!!!"
Another scream from Lex's lungs made Simon jump and quickly turn on his flashlight.
Both of the boy's mouths dropped. Lex was on the floor of the forest kneeling with his head looking straight up. His hands were wrapped around an invisible hand that looked like it was choking him mercilessly.
"Hkkelp..." Lex manged to utter though his neck felt like it was about to snap.
"You are going to PLAY for what you did, Luthor! We take NO mercy here!" An evil child-like voice shouted near Lex.
"Who are you? What're you doing? Get off him!" Simon shrieked as he lunged himself at the invisible being that was choking Lex who was beginning to turn purple. Simon was quickly thrusted backwards onto his back. Marshall stared unbelievably and only then remembered his photographic helmet.
Ch-chick!
Marshall snapped a picture and caught the Polaroid as it fell out of the camera. This did not seem to go over so well with the inivisible person. Lex fell to the ground grabbing his neck and rubbing it soothingly.
"Give me that CAMERA!" The voice screamed angirly.
"It's coming after you, Marshall! Run!"
Marshall obeyed his young companion. In other cases, he would've waited until he knew Lex and Simon were okay. But he couldn't risk it. He had keep the developed picture safe at any cost. He raced past the trees feeling small twigs and strings of ivy cut his arms and legs. It didn't matter. He simply HAD to save the picture.
"Give me THAT CAMERA!"
Marshall reached the end of the forest and saw Lex' Porsche. The lights were still on. That meant the keys were still in the car. He slid over the hood of the car and hopped into the drivers side (ya kno - like marty did in the movie Back To The Future? lol. i've always wanted to do that!). He hesitated, feeling his nerves shaking madly, but then forcefully stomped on the gas pedal. The car shot forward with amazing power.
'Don't kill yourself, Marshall. Maintain focus...' Marshall was shaking and sweat was beginning to fall from his forehead. He was thirteen and driving a Porsche at 75 mph from an invisible being. In any other town (with the exception of Smallville, Kansas) this would've seemed outrageous.
Marshall quickly whipped the sweat from his brow as he tried desperately to remember the route to the place where Chloe was staying. He had to show her the picture. Because he'd suddenly put all the pieces together. He knew what was behind the attacks.
*~*~*
a.n. ooo the cliffy chaps are back! muhahahahahaha ha ha....ha *notices all the angry readers balling up their fists*. um...please REVIEW!
p.s. i PROIMSE i'm NOT a Jana shipper (jason/lana). lol
a.n. oook! i'm updating! yayayayayayay!
i am proud to announce that the story is coming to its climax. which means there will be some nice fluffy clana in the future *wink wink*
um, so yea. it's all i gotta say. thanx for the awesome reviews!!! ;o)
enjoy!
*~*~*
Lana was reading quietly in her room. The rain had postponed the orange orchard trip another day. She didn't mind though. A day in a hot field surrounded by sticky, juicy fruits wasn't exactly her idea of fun.
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in."
"Hi." It was Jason smiling sheepishly.
"Hey," Lana answered setting her book down on her bed. "What brings you here?"
"Uh, you," he retorted happily as he sat down in the chair next to Lana.
"Really?" Lana retorted smiling. There was an uncomfortable feeling in the back of her head, but she chose to quickly ignore it.
"Yeah, um, I snuck down to the kitchen for a few hours and made these." Jason took a small plate out from behind him which contained a bunch of home-made chocolate peanutbutter cups. "Want some?"
"Wow, yeah. Thanks," Lana said taking a few gladly. She bit into one. "These are great. Is your dad a chief or something?"
"Uh, yeah. Yeah, he was. Before he, uh..." Jason swallowed sternly before finishing his sentence. "died."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Jason. Didn't mean to - "
"No. You didn't know. It's okay." Jason desperately tried to find something else to talk about. "So, I've heard about the time traveling kids that you and your other friends are interested in."
"Oh, yeah. I'm not really into it now. It's been kind of tearing our friendships apart one by one," Lana admited as she continued to eat the delicious desert.
"But don't you think it would be amazing to travel into the future? Find out if your dreams are actually worth dreaming about?" Jason looked at her with an intense gaze.
"Um, that would be really great," Lana stated confidently, "but I think this point in time is where we're meant to be."
"But wouldn't it be awesome if we could just visit the future? Aren't you even the slightest bit curious?" Jason asked quickly.
"Well, of course. Isn't everybody?" Lana exclaimed taking another bite out of the chocolate candy.
"What do you think your future will turn out to be?"
"I-I really don't know...I good one I hope," Lana answered honestly.
"Oh, you'll definitely have a good future, Lana. I know that for sure," Jason confirmed sweetly.
Lana smiled. "Thanks, Jason."
"Yeah, you won't have anything to worry about. Everyone around you cares about you so much, Lana. You're lucky to have people who stay in your life like that for a long time," Jason stated and then sheepishly ended his talk and began eating one of his own tasty treats.
Lana's eyes narrowed. "How do you know so much about me?"
"I found out you lost your parents in the meteor shower fourteen years ago from the TIME magazine. It must've sucked. Just like my dad's death. He was all I had..." Jason explained sadly. "We both lost people in our lives that we wish were still here. We both have this fragile, damaged piece inside us that we chose to cover up."
Lana was speechless. He was right. There was that bond they both shared. She could feel it.
"I always thought that we could become really great friends, but you kind of got popular and I just...drifted away..." Jason swallowed abruptly at the end of the sentence.
"Jason, I'm your friend now," Lana informed firmly.
"I know. I know. But I remember back in second grade we did a puzzle together once. Even then you were so beautiful...And I remember I always tried to reach for puzzle pieces that you were going to pick up so our hands would touch just a little," he remembered blushing slightly. "And even then I was an invisible geek. No one even noticed me at all."
Lana only then remembered that day. She felt even worse when she also realized that was the only memory she had of Jason. What he had said was true - no one noticed him.
"Except you," Jason continued. "You noticed me. Everyone else played Jingo. You were the only one who would do the puzzle with me. You were the first to notice me."
Lana felt like she was going to cry. How could someone lead such an invisible life?
"I want to thank you." Jason pulled out something from his pocket and handed it to her.
She took in curiously in her hand and saw the gleaming green of the dolphin ring she had been admiring in the jewerly shop.
"Oh, Jason. I can't take this. This must have been a fortune," she quickly said with awe.
"No, it really wasn't that much. And I didn't buy the box for it so that cut down the price a bit." Jason sighed. "I just think you deserve it. Whether you realized it that day in second grade or not - you showed me what it was like to be a real, visible person. And you did the samething again on this trip. Thanks."
Lana looked from the ring to Jason and back again. She knew Jason was obviously not going to take it back, so she slipped it on her middle finger and admired it for a few seconds.
"You are a very great, trusting, guy, Jason Hendricks," Lana began solemnly, "And I can't wait for the dance on Friday."
Jason smiled greatly and was quickly joined by Lana.
And just as Lana smiled, Clark slowly drifted out of her mind...
*~*~*
As Lex cruised the town out of pure boredom, he noticed two familiar boys on the edge of the deserted road he was now traveling upon. They each had a small flash light at hand and one had some sort of contraption on his head.
Lex pulled his spotless porsche onto the side of the road and got out.
"What are two doing? It's almost eleven at night," Lex stated walking towards them.
"We have to check this forest out for ourselves," Marshall explained in a determined tone.
Lex looked over to his right. the first five feet from the road was flat green grass. After that, it was a sea of thick, dark pines and mysterious unknowns.
"What is that ridiculous thing on your head?" Lex asked Marshall acknowledging the deformed football helmet now resting on his entire head and face.
"It's a helmet with a Polaroid camera taped on it. Simon and I made it a while ago when we were searching the haunted houses in Eerie," Marshall exclaimed proudly. "We figured we might be able to use it to take a few pictures of whatever's in here."
"Not now. Not at night. Come on, I'm taking you to home," Lex confirmed similar to how a parent talked to their children.
But just as Lex ended that sentence, he heard a faint sound. And it began to grow louder. And louder. A beautiful flowing flute sound. Where was that coming from?
Without a word, Lex slowly inched towards the trees in front of him. Marshall and Simon followed with an equal amount of intrigue welling inside them. They had to find out what this lovely music was.
Suddenly, the music was joined by laughter. A child's laughter. It echoed in the distance. Lex reached the edge of the forest and made his way through it calmly.
Marshall and Simon could not see Lex in the darkness, but it was not a factor to them. The music and laughing had over taking their minds. Nothing else mattered.
Just then, the wonderful cherubic laughter shot itself into a hardcore demonic cackle. It rised above the flute and was followed by a male scream.
Marshall and Simon were snapped out of the daze and looked around. Why were they in the forest?
"AHHH!!!"
Another scream from Lex's lungs made Simon jump and quickly turn on his flashlight.
Both of the boy's mouths dropped. Lex was on the floor of the forest kneeling with his head looking straight up. His hands were wrapped around an invisible hand that looked like it was choking him mercilessly.
"Hkkelp..." Lex manged to utter though his neck felt like it was about to snap.
"You are going to PLAY for what you did, Luthor! We take NO mercy here!" An evil child-like voice shouted near Lex.
"Who are you? What're you doing? Get off him!" Simon shrieked as he lunged himself at the invisible being that was choking Lex who was beginning to turn purple. Simon was quickly thrusted backwards onto his back. Marshall stared unbelievably and only then remembered his photographic helmet.
Ch-chick!
Marshall snapped a picture and caught the Polaroid as it fell out of the camera. This did not seem to go over so well with the inivisible person. Lex fell to the ground grabbing his neck and rubbing it soothingly.
"Give me that CAMERA!" The voice screamed angirly.
"It's coming after you, Marshall! Run!"
Marshall obeyed his young companion. In other cases, he would've waited until he knew Lex and Simon were okay. But he couldn't risk it. He had keep the developed picture safe at any cost. He raced past the trees feeling small twigs and strings of ivy cut his arms and legs. It didn't matter. He simply HAD to save the picture.
"Give me THAT CAMERA!"
Marshall reached the end of the forest and saw Lex' Porsche. The lights were still on. That meant the keys were still in the car. He slid over the hood of the car and hopped into the drivers side (ya kno - like marty did in the movie Back To The Future? lol. i've always wanted to do that!). He hesitated, feeling his nerves shaking madly, but then forcefully stomped on the gas pedal. The car shot forward with amazing power.
'Don't kill yourself, Marshall. Maintain focus...' Marshall was shaking and sweat was beginning to fall from his forehead. He was thirteen and driving a Porsche at 75 mph from an invisible being. In any other town (with the exception of Smallville, Kansas) this would've seemed outrageous.
Marshall quickly whipped the sweat from his brow as he tried desperately to remember the route to the place where Chloe was staying. He had to show her the picture. Because he'd suddenly put all the pieces together. He knew what was behind the attacks.
*~*~*
a.n. ooo the cliffy chaps are back! muhahahahahaha ha ha....ha *notices all the angry readers balling up their fists*. um...please REVIEW!
p.s. i PROIMSE i'm NOT a Jana shipper (jason/lana). lol