Lana marched towards the open door, feeling as if she was going to be shocked. She could never have been so correct. As soon as she walked in, she glanced over to her left. It was John and his jock friends, they were attacking Anthony again. Lana gasped silently as she watched John slam Anthony's face into the countertop. Anthony resisted no more, he just slumped down the wall slowly and passed out. Blood dripped down his forehead.
"Stop it! Stop it now!!" Lana cried out as she ran over to Anthony. The boys just stared at her and laughed. "What's the matter Lana? Have a crush on the new kid? He got me into some serious trouble over at school and he's not gonna get away with it." Lana looked up at John. She just felt so angry. She dragged Anthony away from the kitchen and leaned him against the couch.
John walked up behind Lana and asked "Lana, get away from him. We're not done yet."
"Like hell you're not." Lana replied as she stood up, face to face with John. "Get out of here, before I call the sheriff." Lana felt confident that this was an argument that she was going to win. To her surprise, John slapped her in the face. Lana fell down next to Anthony and held her cheek. With one flick of fury glazed over in her eyes, she jumped back to her feet and attacked John. She grabbed him around the neck and with her right hand, punched him straight in the face. He yelled as he grabbed his nose.
"You witch, you wanna defend him? Then we're gonna have to get you too." John said. Lana's facial expression was one of total hatred and disgust, violence was on her mind at this point. With one swift roundhouse kick across his face, John flew backwards over the nearby table. The other four guys ran at Lana. She knew that they had the strength in numbers, but she had a plan. She ran out of the house and ran for her horse. She could hear the guys running after her. Her hair whipped around her face wildly as she ran. Upon reaching the horse, she hopped on and directed the horse in their direction.
The guys stopped as Lana smiled deviously. "Like to ride?" She asked. "Go boy!" With that, she and her horse charged forward at the jocks. They screamed and jumped out of the path of the horse. Becoming more angry, Lana whipped the horse back around and re-charged at the guys. One of them tried to jump on Lana's back and pull her off. He succeeded, pulling Lana down to the grassy floor. Fortunately, she was able to hold the kid down so that she would land on him. Her plan worked and the kid was knocked out.
She stood, trying to see where the other three went. She spotted two of them running off into the woods. She turned around too late, for she was punched in her side. She landed on the floor and looked up as the kid held a tight fist aimed at her face.
Suddenly, she watched as the kid cried out in agony. "Clark!" She yelled. Clark twisted his arm and threw him down to the floor. "Lana, are you okay?" Lana looked at the unconscious jock and looked back to Clark. "I'm fine. Thank you for stopping him." The two of them rushed back to the house and looked for Anthony. He wasn't anywhere in sight.
"Clark, where did he go?!" Lana asked with concern in her voice. Clark turned around and used his x-ray vision to look through the forest. Indeed, he spotted Anthony standing there, looking right at him. "Lana! There!" Lana ran outside with Clark and looked where he was pointing. Suddenly, Anthony made a run for it.
Lana and Clark called after him. "Anthony! Anthony!!!!"