Poltergeist by Electric Spyro
a.n. *eyes widen and mouth drops* 96 REVIEWS??? omg u guys ROCK!!! seriously, i'm a VERY happy person. thanx so so so so so so so so SO MUCH!
ok. this chapter is basically the turning point. not very eventful but nonetheless important. but ya kno...
enjoy!
*~*~*
"Ow..." Clark moaned as he sat up.
"It's about time you woke up."
Clark slowly opened his eyes to see Pete staring straight at him. They were both on the sofa in the lounge of the Presidilla mansion. The window nearby showed a few faint rays of morning sunlight rise over the horizon.
"What happened?" Clark asked groggily whipping the sleep out of his eyes.
"Aw man, it was amazing! Just like a movie!" Clark stared unbelievably and Pete laughed as he continued. "Well, after you fainted, Chloe and Lana rushed over to see if you were alright."
'Chloe?...and Lana? They wanted to make sure I was alright? Maybe our friendship isn't so bad after all..." Clark thought hopefully.
Pete still spoke. "So Marshall is still going crazy on Brad. His little helmet with the camera kept takin pictures every five seconds. Then these two other things grab me and Lance. It was a straight-up cat fight! Haha."
"So, how did u get it stop?" Clark wondered curiously.
"Jason ran back to the car and found a can of mace in the glove compartment."
"Wow, so did the police come to take the kids away or something?"
"Yeah. They're all in the hospital, Simon and Marshall are safe in their homes, and all the rest of us got out okay." Pete concluded happily.
"I'm sorry I missed it. I just got really weak. I think Lionel used the meteor rocks to make the C.T.W.S. somehow," Clark stated rubbing his throat which was still sore.
Pete nodded in agreement.
"Clark! Hey guys! He's awake!" Lance shouted from the doorway.
"Would you shut up! Mr. McDaniels is already sour about us being up all night," Pete snapped quietly.
Chloe entered the room shortly followed by Jason and Lana who, in Clark's mind, were standing entirely too close to each other.
"Clark, I'm so sorry about this stupid trip," Chloe began sitting down in a chair in front of him. "I got so caught up in this story."
"No, Chloe, we shouldn't have left you behind on the trip to the museum. You had every right to be mad," Clark interrupted sturnly.
"But I got these hints about what was going on with the kids in the forest and I never even told you guys because I was just so stuck up in my own little world."
"What hints?" Lance asked offensively.
"Well, the kids sort of IMed me one night and told me that they wanted revenge and they were the ones that attacked my room. I should've told you, but I didn't want you guys to take off with the story," Chloe admited with a saddened face.
"Well, I'm sorry about eavesdropping on you at the World O' Stuff. Guess we sorta did take off with the story," Pete said truthfully.
Clark looked over at Lana. As long as they were having this intimate apologizing party, he might as well add in some more of his share.
"Lana - "
"No, Clark. Don't say you're sorry. I was harsh on you when you tried to talk to me. I should've tried to talk to you more instead of jumping to the conclusion that you were a dishonest friend," Lana broke in.
Clark didn't know what else to do but send her a week smile which she halfway returned.
"Well, I don't know about you guys," Chloe said yawning, "but I'm going to bed. We have to get our beauty sleep for the party you know."
Lance and Pete followed her. Jason turned to leave but realized that Lana wasn't coming.
"What? You think you're too gorgeous for beauty sleep?"
Lana laughed and Clark bit his tongue to prevent himself from doing something he would regret.
"No, um, I just...I'll go to bed later. I'm not really tired."
Jason seemed satisfied and hurried up the stairs.
As soon as he left, Lana turned to Clark.
"Clark, I want you to know something."
"What's that?' Clark asked even though he could tell by the serious tone in her voice he could pretty much guess.
"Jason asked me to the dance a while ago as his date," Lana admited. "And I said yes."
"Ok," Clark retorted flatly.
"It's just," Lana began sitting down next Clark on the sofa, "I was so mad at you and I had it stuck in my mind that you were this horrible distrusting person. Jason just seemed...trustworthy."
"Lana, did you not hear me?" Clark stated convincingly. "I said okay."
"Really? I mean, I know how...you know...you...well, you seemed like you..." Lana realized that they had never openly admited how they felt about one another.
"Lana, Jason is obviously a really good guy. He asked you first so...you should go." The last three words came out in a whisper. Clark hadn't meant for it to sound like that. He swallowed trying to hide the pain he felt.
Lana stared meaningfully into Clark's eyes. "Is that how you really want it?"
Clark looked away but quickly looked back with confidence. "Yes."
Lana nodded and smiled. "And I mean it's not like we won't see each other there. Because...you're going anyway, right?"
"Y-yeah. Um...yeah," Clark answered even though he wasn't totally sure of that. If seeing Jason and Lana standing next to each other made him feel terrible, he could only imagine what would happened if he caught them dancing together....or maybe more.
*~*~*
Lionel strolled through the busy hallways of the hospital glancing in every room looking for one imparticular. he finally found it - Room 428 - and entered quietly.
A nurse was checking one of the monitors on the four beds that lay in front of Lionel. The four missing kids were lying peacefuly on them without stirring even once.
"Did the serium work alright?" Lionel asked the nurse curiously.
"Yes, Mr. Luthor. I don't know what you had in that tube, but it sure helped these kids. They're as visible as you and me now," the nurse complemented gazing back at the kids as if they were her own children. "They still have a few cuts and bruises from the fight last night, but they'll be fine."
Lionel smiled and then reached in his breast pocket. "And, um, who all knows about these kids being sent to this hospital?"
"Uh...the secretary at the main desk in E.R., Dr. Wayne the one who treated them, and myself of course. Why?"
Lionel opened a check book which he'd retrieved from his pocket and signed it at the bottom. "Let's say...$10000 and these kids are forgotten to you three?"
"Wh-what?" the nurse asked narrowing her eyes.
"Ms..." Lionel noticed her tag. "Clayton, these kids are of high importance to me. I must take them out of this hospital by Friday night and no one needs to know why. How's $15000 and whatever you don't need you can donate to the lung cancer research?"
"All that to - to forget I even saw these kids?"
"Yes," Lionel retorted as he finished filling out the check and handing it to the Ms. Clayton. "You don't mind do you?"
Ms. Clayton looked at the check, then back at the kids. She finally left the room without another word.
Lionel watched her go and as soon as she turned the corner at the end of the hall, he closed the door to the room, found his cell phone, and dialed a number.
"Hello?"
"It's Lionel. Everything is set. Meet me at the hospital in Room 428 Friday night at nine."
"Okay. But can't I stay just a little longer?"
"No. This is too risky. I must get these kids back to their homes. I'll see you then."
Lionel turned off his phone and then walked briskly out of the hospital as if he had just been a normal visitor with nothing to prove.
*~*~*
a.n. we're closing in on the clana!! there still are a few turns...maybe you've guessed already...i dunno.
ok - REVIEW! my goal is to get over 100!! help me out people! ur the bestest!
a.n. *eyes widen and mouth drops* 96 REVIEWS??? omg u guys ROCK!!! seriously, i'm a VERY happy person. thanx so so so so so so so so SO MUCH!
ok. this chapter is basically the turning point. not very eventful but nonetheless important. but ya kno...
enjoy!
*~*~*
"Ow..." Clark moaned as he sat up.
"It's about time you woke up."
Clark slowly opened his eyes to see Pete staring straight at him. They were both on the sofa in the lounge of the Presidilla mansion. The window nearby showed a few faint rays of morning sunlight rise over the horizon.
"What happened?" Clark asked groggily whipping the sleep out of his eyes.
"Aw man, it was amazing! Just like a movie!" Clark stared unbelievably and Pete laughed as he continued. "Well, after you fainted, Chloe and Lana rushed over to see if you were alright."
'Chloe?...and Lana? They wanted to make sure I was alright? Maybe our friendship isn't so bad after all..." Clark thought hopefully.
Pete still spoke. "So Marshall is still going crazy on Brad. His little helmet with the camera kept takin pictures every five seconds. Then these two other things grab me and Lance. It was a straight-up cat fight! Haha."
"So, how did u get it stop?" Clark wondered curiously.
"Jason ran back to the car and found a can of mace in the glove compartment."
"Wow, so did the police come to take the kids away or something?"
"Yeah. They're all in the hospital, Simon and Marshall are safe in their homes, and all the rest of us got out okay." Pete concluded happily.
"I'm sorry I missed it. I just got really weak. I think Lionel used the meteor rocks to make the C.T.W.S. somehow," Clark stated rubbing his throat which was still sore.
Pete nodded in agreement.
"Clark! Hey guys! He's awake!" Lance shouted from the doorway.
"Would you shut up! Mr. McDaniels is already sour about us being up all night," Pete snapped quietly.
Chloe entered the room shortly followed by Jason and Lana who, in Clark's mind, were standing entirely too close to each other.
"Clark, I'm so sorry about this stupid trip," Chloe began sitting down in a chair in front of him. "I got so caught up in this story."
"No, Chloe, we shouldn't have left you behind on the trip to the museum. You had every right to be mad," Clark interrupted sturnly.
"But I got these hints about what was going on with the kids in the forest and I never even told you guys because I was just so stuck up in my own little world."
"What hints?" Lance asked offensively.
"Well, the kids sort of IMed me one night and told me that they wanted revenge and they were the ones that attacked my room. I should've told you, but I didn't want you guys to take off with the story," Chloe admited with a saddened face.
"Well, I'm sorry about eavesdropping on you at the World O' Stuff. Guess we sorta did take off with the story," Pete said truthfully.
Clark looked over at Lana. As long as they were having this intimate apologizing party, he might as well add in some more of his share.
"Lana - "
"No, Clark. Don't say you're sorry. I was harsh on you when you tried to talk to me. I should've tried to talk to you more instead of jumping to the conclusion that you were a dishonest friend," Lana broke in.
Clark didn't know what else to do but send her a week smile which she halfway returned.
"Well, I don't know about you guys," Chloe said yawning, "but I'm going to bed. We have to get our beauty sleep for the party you know."
Lance and Pete followed her. Jason turned to leave but realized that Lana wasn't coming.
"What? You think you're too gorgeous for beauty sleep?"
Lana laughed and Clark bit his tongue to prevent himself from doing something he would regret.
"No, um, I just...I'll go to bed later. I'm not really tired."
Jason seemed satisfied and hurried up the stairs.
As soon as he left, Lana turned to Clark.
"Clark, I want you to know something."
"What's that?' Clark asked even though he could tell by the serious tone in her voice he could pretty much guess.
"Jason asked me to the dance a while ago as his date," Lana admited. "And I said yes."
"Ok," Clark retorted flatly.
"It's just," Lana began sitting down next Clark on the sofa, "I was so mad at you and I had it stuck in my mind that you were this horrible distrusting person. Jason just seemed...trustworthy."
"Lana, did you not hear me?" Clark stated convincingly. "I said okay."
"Really? I mean, I know how...you know...you...well, you seemed like you..." Lana realized that they had never openly admited how they felt about one another.
"Lana, Jason is obviously a really good guy. He asked you first so...you should go." The last three words came out in a whisper. Clark hadn't meant for it to sound like that. He swallowed trying to hide the pain he felt.
Lana stared meaningfully into Clark's eyes. "Is that how you really want it?"
Clark looked away but quickly looked back with confidence. "Yes."
Lana nodded and smiled. "And I mean it's not like we won't see each other there. Because...you're going anyway, right?"
"Y-yeah. Um...yeah," Clark answered even though he wasn't totally sure of that. If seeing Jason and Lana standing next to each other made him feel terrible, he could only imagine what would happened if he caught them dancing together....or maybe more.
*~*~*
Lionel strolled through the busy hallways of the hospital glancing in every room looking for one imparticular. he finally found it - Room 428 - and entered quietly.
A nurse was checking one of the monitors on the four beds that lay in front of Lionel. The four missing kids were lying peacefuly on them without stirring even once.
"Did the serium work alright?" Lionel asked the nurse curiously.
"Yes, Mr. Luthor. I don't know what you had in that tube, but it sure helped these kids. They're as visible as you and me now," the nurse complemented gazing back at the kids as if they were her own children. "They still have a few cuts and bruises from the fight last night, but they'll be fine."
Lionel smiled and then reached in his breast pocket. "And, um, who all knows about these kids being sent to this hospital?"
"Uh...the secretary at the main desk in E.R., Dr. Wayne the one who treated them, and myself of course. Why?"
Lionel opened a check book which he'd retrieved from his pocket and signed it at the bottom. "Let's say...$10000 and these kids are forgotten to you three?"
"Wh-what?" the nurse asked narrowing her eyes.
"Ms..." Lionel noticed her tag. "Clayton, these kids are of high importance to me. I must take them out of this hospital by Friday night and no one needs to know why. How's $15000 and whatever you don't need you can donate to the lung cancer research?"
"All that to - to forget I even saw these kids?"
"Yes," Lionel retorted as he finished filling out the check and handing it to the Ms. Clayton. "You don't mind do you?"
Ms. Clayton looked at the check, then back at the kids. She finally left the room without another word.
Lionel watched her go and as soon as she turned the corner at the end of the hall, he closed the door to the room, found his cell phone, and dialed a number.
"Hello?"
"It's Lionel. Everything is set. Meet me at the hospital in Room 428 Friday night at nine."
"Okay. But can't I stay just a little longer?"
"No. This is too risky. I must get these kids back to their homes. I'll see you then."
Lionel turned off his phone and then walked briskly out of the hospital as if he had just been a normal visitor with nothing to prove.
*~*~*
a.n. we're closing in on the clana!! there still are a few turns...maybe you've guessed already...i dunno.
ok - REVIEW! my goal is to get over 100!! help me out people! ur the bestest!