Ok, This is short compared to may peoples updates, but, It will just have to be so, cuz I really do have very little time. anyways, hope you enjoy. And still not mine! oh and by the way, this chapter contains some light sadomasochist stuff, so if you really don't like that sort of thing, close your eyes now!

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Chapter 3. Revelations by Torch light.

Pete searched Chloe's face for a sign that she may have seen the weird scene too. All he heard in the notable silence that stretched on between he and his best friend was the stifled giggles and whispers of the other students, and the ongoing rumble of the bus engine.

Um, Pete, uh, no. That is to say, no, I didn't see anything happen to Lex's car, are you ok Pete? You look like the wall of weird just came to life and bit you on the ass. Chloe watched as Pete tilted his head to the left slightly and seemed to actually consider her joke.

Um, I think it may well have Chloe. Pete voice quavered slightly as her looked back at her in all seriousness. Before Chloe could say anything back the bus pulled up at the school, stopped with a lurch and the student began to pile off. Pete just sat in the bus, kept company by Chloe, until all the others had got off. Chloe, can we go to the torch and talk, something is definitely happening here, and man, I do not like it one little bit.

Sure Pete, come on, we can even skip first class if you like. Pete pulled a half hearted smile at Chloe and they started on there way to the Torch office, a dark blue sedan passing them as they walked away from Chloe's car.

When they got to the Torch, they walked in to see Clark and Lana grinning at each other and holding hands. They were just about to kiss when Chloe cleared her throat and dumped her bag down loudly on her chair, jumping apart and blushing the shy couple fidgeted until Lana made her excuses and left.

You didn't have to be rude to Lana you know Chloe, it's not as if she's done anything to you. Clark frowned at Chloe, annoyed that she had interrupted him and lana as they were about to kiss. Chloe just rolled her eyes at him and shook her head.

Can it Clueless, we have serious things to discuss, so just sit your whiney, love sick ass down so we can listen to Pete tell about his close encounter of the wall of weird kind! Sitting down gracefully in front of her computer she didn't wait for Clark to reply, just motioned for him and Pete to join her on some chairs as she booted up her computer.

Clark just hrumpfed a muttered grumble and sat down, looking a lot like a puppy who just got kicked out after peeing on the carpet. Pete followed his lead, but as he sat down he groaned, colours had started swimming in front of his eyes again. Not again, please someone make it stop, man, one of these times I am gonna be sick, violently so, uh..... Pete closed his eyes as his vision stated t go black again. Man I am really starting to hate this, Please don't let it be more of the first one, Lex getting abducted is freaky, but bearable. But I really don't want to have to disinfect my brain of more visions of Chloe gushing about Lex, or god forbid them kissing.' He shuddered at his last thought as he drifted into the sight.

.....A dark blue car pulled up outside the Luthor mansion and a tall man dressed immaculately in a black suit got out with a thick blue file. He strode to the door, which opened for him curtsey of the butler. Nodding to the Butler, the man carried on into the darkness of the hallways, not stopping to hang up his coat or hat.

He walked on confidently until he came to some stairs, he paused momentarily and looked tin the direction the younger Luthors office, then smiled and carried on going. As he reached the top of the stairs he turned right, the file tapping on his thigh as he worked his way toward his destination. He quickly found the door he was looking for and knocked swiftly before entering, not waiting for an answer.....

Clark and Chloe watched in horrified fascination as Pete's face drained of colour and then started to turn a pale shade of green, his eyes completely glazed over. Chloe clicked her fingers in front of his face a couple of times, but nothing.

this is just what happened on the bus, he did this glazed eye zoneing boy thing and then started gibbering about Lex's car flipping over and black vans. I think we should just let him work though it, he came out of it quite quickly before. Clark just nodded, still at a loss for words

.....The man concluded after the next few seconds, that he should have waited outside the door. Before him stood the infamous Lionel Luthor, leaning against his desk with his pants round his ankles. Ass stuck out towards a petite asian woman clad in red leather, who was at that very moment holding a ridding crop, also made of red leather, the man noted. Said whip had stopped mid swing on it's collision course with the butt naked aforementioned and strategically placed ass of one Lionel Luthor.

The man cleared his throat slightly and then walked forwards and placed the thick file on the desk in front of his employer, though he had a feeling it would not be so for much longer.

The pictures you wanted of your son sir. with that said the man stepped back as Lionel fixed him with a cold stair.

Thank you Carl. If that's all, as you can see, I am busy at the moment, so I will contact you later about your future. With the curt dismissal out of the way, Lionel looked pointedly at the doors and the Carl made his way out, and back down to his car.

Lionel looked over his shoulder and smiled evilly as the crop hit his bare ass with a resounding thwack. I would like to make sure Carl gets home safely when you are finished here Jansu, is that understood. His answer was a nod and another, harder strike of the ridding crop onto his reddened flesh....

Pete's eyes snapped back into focus and an absolute look of revolted horror crossed his face and he stared to shake. TRASH CAN, NOW! was all he manage to get out before he hurled his breakfast into the waste basket that Clark had handed him in the nick of time.

MAN, Kill me now, that or give me lots of drugs to make me forget, MY EYES, MY POOR VIRGIN EYES, I FEEL SO TAINTED!!!! No one should EVER have to see things like that, UGH I want to rip out my eyes and scrub them with bleach!!!!! He paused to retch once more. Oh god, that is going to give me nightmares for the rest of my life, that, and OCD about always knocking before entering rooms, and washing my eyes and brain with soap every few minuets. Putting down the trash can now heavy with his lost meal, and half of his stomach, Pete looked weakly at his too friends. He didn't know if he could deal with having to speak about what he just saw. Hey, why should I be the only one to be scared for life! If I have to suffer mental images of Lionel Luthor getting his ass whipped for pleasure then I am gonna share the wealth. That way we can all have group therapy together.' That thought was the only thing that kept Pete from passing out.

TBC.....

Ok chaps and chapesses, that all for now. I hope to post up the next chappy at the weekend when my essays are finnished. feedback is always lovely!