PART THREE: GIANT, BLONDE LOBSTERS


One moment she was squeezed tightly against a playboy billionaire's chest, the next, she was taking a freefall, her arms flinging and flailing about, hands searching desperately for anything to hold onto, but ending up empty.

"AHHHHH!!!" She shrieked, eyes closed as she kept going down and down, until she felt her body collide with something. The impact forced the air out of her lungs, making her gasp for breath only to find her mouth filling with salty water as she broke through the harsh surface and continued to sink.

The whole world faded around her, skin burning with a stinging pain, yet freezing from the icy waters. She didn't know right from left, up from down. In her frantic search for air, she could already feel her consciousness slipping away from her, retreating into the inviting darkness.

The feeling of someone grabbing her hand and pulling her to the surface barely registered, until the hard air hit her face again. Her feet automatically paddled about as she coughed uncontrollably, trying to rid her lungs of the water that had forced its entry.

"Chloe!"

It sounded faint, but it cut through the ringing in her ears. Recognizing the voice immediately, she used her arms to turn in the water and face the man.

Lex, who's eyes had never left the girl since he hauled her back up, was staring at her with worry painted all over his face, for both her safety and their current situation.

Noticing this, Chloe gazed into the distance, frowning as she saw nothing but water. In fact, in every direction she looked, there was only water. ´What the...´

"Uhmm... Lex? I don't know about you, but I don't remember taking a swan dive out of a plane above the pacific, do you?"

"Nor particularly," he answered, dry sarcasm seeping into his tone, then suddenly turned serious. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, never mind me. When you've figured out a plan to get us out of the set of Waterworld, I'll just be floating right over here..." she trailed off as she did her best to still her body, trying to make herself drift on the surface like one might in calm waters. However, they weren't in calm waters, and she kept being pulled down, much to her annoyance.

Lex watched her for a moment, before lightly shaking his head and thinking of how they could've ended up there. Maybe the guards had discovered them and knocked them unconscious somehow, and his father had dumped them in the middle of nowhere. Maybe he was just having a very sick and twisted dream where Chloe Sullivan was cursing every single wave that hit her.

But he didn't have time to ponder that, because whatever the case was, it wasn't very pleasant, and he had to get them out ASAP. But how the hell? He couldn't just snap his fingers and conjure up some little island. He couldn't just blink and, by magic, create at the horizon-

"A ship!"

He had barely noticed that Chloe had stopped ranting and raving, and looked up to see a ship, indeed. It was still very far, and it would take a while to reach them, but fortunately, it was heading in their direction.

"We're going to be rescued!" Chloe cheered happily, glad that she would be able to finally escape the cold of the water, and hopefully get back the feeling in her right leg. The thought of having to tell her father that her new camera had drowned didn't look all that appealing to her, but it was better than staying there and getting swallowed by some huge tuna-sandwich-to-be. Of course, it had crossed her mind that Lionel Luthor was the one that had arranged all this and she wouldn't be able to return home, but she'd rather not linger on that at the moment. Too depressing for such a hot day.

Averting her eyes to the sky, she sun shone brightly on her face, hurting her eyes with its intensity. Man, without sun block, she was going to look like a giant, blonde lobster by the end of the day.

´Wait, day? Isn't it night? Oh yeah, the whole attempt at killing thing must've taken some time. Hmm, Lex is being unusually quiet. What's up with him?´ After another glance at their surroundings, she took it back. ´Okay, stupid question.´

Gaze still locked on the growing dot in the distance, Lex squinted in the light, trying to see if his eyes were playing tricks on him. It wouldn't be surprising, but he felt rather sober. He now had a clearer view of the ship and was stunned at what he saw. What that a... pirate ship?


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