First off, I hope you enjoyed the cliffhanger in the last chapter, and I'm sorry if it was too vague. More should be explained later in the story. Please keep reading and reviewing.

Clark slowly slipped his shirt back on, quietly antagonizing over the fact that he had just ended a make out session with Lana Lang because he had questioned her behavior. Clark felt so stupid to make Lana leave, but he still had his doubts about how she acted. It just didn't seem normal. Clark joined his parents in the kitchen after deciding to forget about his loss. Martha Kent was busy doing the dishes, while Jonathan Kent was fixing a cabinet.
"Hey Clark." His mother said, as he walked in to the kitchen. His dad nodded his welcome, and then went back to work. Clark couldn't decide about telling his parents all the amazing things that had happened in the past three hours, but he knew he would have to tell his parents about the decision he had made.
"I told Lana my secret."
A dish slipped from Martha's hand and splashed into the water. Jonathan looked around the cabinet and at his son.
"You told her Clark? Why would you do that? Haven't we talked about this before?"
"I'm sorry dad, but I didn't really have a choice", Clark pleaded. "There was an explosion at the Talon, and---"
"You were in that Clark?!" Jonathan interrupted.
"Yes dad! I was saving Lana. There was this guy, and he caused the explosions. Lana and I went into the theater, and I ended up falling three stories to the ground. I had to explain why I was uninjured! Lana blew up in anger, and I didn't want to have a bad friendship when she leaves for Paris, so I had to explain it to her. And then something else happened." Clark looked away. He hadn't expected the love session would come up in the conversation so inevitably.
"Clark?" Martha asked worriedly.
"After I told Lana, she wasn't mad or scared. I think, she might have been turned on by it."

Just as Martha Kent picked up a dish, for the second time, and slipped out of her hands and splashed in the water. Clark would have laughed at her facial expressions if the situation wouldn't of have been so serious. Jonathan Kent was staring at Clark. Clark continued.
"She came on to me, but I didn't stop her. Until I asked her about how she felt. Then she stormed out. But there were two other very peculiar things." Martha and Jonathan leaned closer. "I ran down the stairs of the loft right after her, but she was gone. And also, right before she left, she told me it wasn't the first time she had heard my secret."

Jonathan and Martha glanced at each other worriedly, and then at Clark.
As his two parents stood speechless, Clark's super hearing picked up a news broadcast on the TV in the other room that was on low volume.
"A local teen escaped from jail in Smallville only a few minutes ago. Identified as Matthew Cavers, the escapee left a wake of debris behind, as it seemed he exploded out of the jail walls." A male voice reported.
"Clark, what is it?" Martha asked, concerned.
"There's trouble at the jail. I have to go." Martha and Jonathan opened their mouths to object, but Clark was gone.

Looming gray thunderstorm clouds reached out over Smallville.
I don't want to do this in the rain, Clark thought as he reached the jail. Sure enough, there was a huge hole in the wall. Clark saw Sheriff Nancy Adams running around in the building. He quickly sped to the other side of the jail, not wanting anyone to see him. Now I just have to track Matthew. Clark searched around once normally, then with his X-ray vision. But an explosion caused him to lose his concentration.

A cloud of yellow energy raised into the air a few building away. Clark sped to the spot between to building and saw Matthew Cavers backing away from someone.
Lana?! Lana Lang stood staring menacingly at the escapee, who was backing up quickly. He bumped into Clark and jumped. Clark made a move to grab him, but suddenly Lana was between them. She picked him up and launched him into a pile of crates. Clark watched until something struck him in the head from behind. He stumbled a bit, but then turned around to face two guys, around the same age as himself. Both had baseball bats, and both were staring at one that had been bent backwards. The guy with the unbent one took a swing at Clark, who easily grabbed onto it. Clark yanked the bat out of the guy's hand, and picked up the guy by the front of his shirt.

The second guy picked up the unbent baseball bat, and swung at Clark's side. Clark flinched, but the baseball bat bent again.
Lana was suddenly next to Clark. She suddenly snatched the bat from the guy's hand, and got ready to swing it at him.
"Lana, no!" Clark dropped the guy, and grabbed onto the bat before Lana could swing it. She spun around and stared at Clark with anger he had never seen on Lana's face. She kicked the bat out of his hands, palm thrust him in the chest, and then shoved him backwards into a wall thirty meters away. Before Clark could even more, a ray of heat centered on his chest, and ignited the front of his shirt on fire.

The two guys and Matthew tried to escape, but Lana appeared in front of them. She did a spin hook kick, catching them all. All three guys crashed into a pile of crate.
Clark stared through the smoke at Lana. The fire was growing, but he knew it wasn't burning him. His main focus was Lana. Staring back at him, Lana smirked, making Clark feel even more confused. Lana started walking toward Clark, but loud voices started around the corner. Lana spun around, took another look at Clark, and then was gone.

Just as Sheriff Nancy Adams rounded the corner, followed by two other officers, Clark tore off his shirt that had burned badly, and tossed it on the ground.
"Kent, are you burned?!" The sheriff asked hastily. Clark was covered in soot all over his chest, abs, arms, shoulders, and part of his back and face. The sheriff waited for an answer. Set on fire two times in the same night. I think that's a record for me.
"I'm fine, just covered in soot." Sheriff Adams sighed, and saw the three guys in a tumbled pile of crates.
"Was this your work Kent?" Clark hesitated. Lana was on his mind. She had exhibited about all of Clark's powers.
Was she, always like this, hiding it like me? Or did she just become my counterpart?

A/N: Oh, by the way, Pete has not left Smallville yet, he's in this story. And so will Lex and Chloe and others. They will be coming up soon. I guess there will be no Chlex, which is fine. There might be some Clana soon, but a lot of fighting, too. Please review or give suggestions.