Experiment 001

Chapter 13: Why?

Pete swallowed, unsure of what he had just said. Had he actually slipped?! He couldn't have! Clark's secret depended on him. He couldn't have said anything. It was too important to everything! He was imagining this! He hadn't told Chloe anything. He hadn't.

"What is Krypton? Who's Kal-El?" Chloe asked, looking between both of her friends.

"Chloe..." Alley sighed, "I-I don't know if you will understand this, but you were partially right about me. Frampson doesn't believe that I am from another planet. He knows that I am from another planet. It was called Krypton. And I am not the only one."

"Who's Kal-El?!" Chloe asked excitedly. She had waited years for this!

"My teacher's only child. Seven Kryptonian years younger than I."

Pete stood stunned. She wasn't going to reveal Clark?

"But Pete knows him?"

"Yes, but neither he nor I can tell you who it is. Kal-El is the only one who can reveal himself. I only tell you because I trust you. Please, don't force this. That is all I can say. Please, trust that Alex and I can handle this."

"If they two of you can handle this," Chloe interrupted, "Why tell us?"

Alley lowered her head, "Okay, I need help. I need you to do something for me. I'm... scared. And I need you to help me get something to Lex, just in case."

"Whoa," Pete finally said, "what do you mean, just in case?"

Chloe swallowed, "You don't expect to get away from him, do you?"

"No," Alley answered, "I have tried for ten years and he continues to return. I will do my best to make sure he does not, but one can not run forever. I want Alex to know a few things if..."

A heavy silence penetrated the room for a few moments until Pete finally stopped it, "So, what do you need us to do?"

"I need..." she sighed and opened her backpack, "in case something happens to me, give this to Alex." She handed Pete a video tape. "Please. You two are the only ones I trust. I need you to take care of this until Frampson is either in jail or something...happens to me."

"Wait," Chloe finally decided she wanted proof, "are we just supposed to believe that you are from another planet? Do you have any proof?"

Alley smiled, "I thought you might want some. "Yire, but, remember, you asked for it." She looked around, closed the door, and took a deep breath. She closed her eyes and both of her friends gasped when they saw that she was floating a good six inches off the ground. She lowered herself back to the ground and said, "I can also move very quickly, see through things, heat them up with my eyesight, and am nearly invounerable." She took a pair of sisors from the desk, laid her hand on the desk, drew the sissors over her head, and quickly brought them down onto her hand.

Chloe turned her head and screamed, and Pete yelled, "no." But when Chloe opened her eyes to look, the sissors were broken and Alley's hand was perfectly fine. Alley then reached into her pocket and pulled out the small tarnished silver box. "This is what allows me to react like a normal teenager." She pushed the lid open and it clicked three times, she winced and brought what was left of the sissors to her palm, and cut a jagged line into her skin. A small amount of blood leaked out. She closed the box and almost instantly the wound healed itself. "One of the medorites that fell in the Metior shower. It is a piece of Krypton. Or what is left of it after the explosion. It emits a radiation that can kill me. I get anywhere near the rocks, I feel pain; if I stay near them for too long, I die."

"So why do you carry a piece with you?" Chloe said, reaching to take the box. She took it from Alley's hand and instantly regretted it, "Jeeze! It weighs a ton!"

"The box is solid lead, Alex had it made. It makes me able to do things normal teens would." She lifted her shirt to reveal her navel piercing, "How else would I have gotten this?"

Pete and Chloe exchanged glances, "So you want us to protect this for you?" She pointed to the video tape. "Who's to say we won't just turn it in and get all the awards for finding proof of extraterrestrials?"

Alley looked to Pete and smiled, "Because I trust you."

Alex paced in his office. It wasn't even eight o'clock yet and he was already in desperate need of a drink. He didn't know what to do. He didn't even know where to start. Why was it always so difficult to come up with a plan when someone's life was on the line? Especially when it was the life of someone you cared about?

There was a knock on the office door, angrily he shouted, "I'm busy!"

But the door was still opened, "I believe you want to see me," an older man said, stepping into the room.

Lex fumed, how dare he have the audacity to come into this house?! He had tortured Alley for ten years, how dare he?! "What do you want?" Lex asked, not even trying to hide his contempt.

"You can't stop me, Mr. Luthor. You never have and you never will. People will know I'm not crazy, and they will know that the Luthor's have been hiding this from them."

"If you get within five hundred yards of Alley I will kill you myself."

"Strong words, I didn't think the Luthor's did anything themselves. That's why you have all those little underlings, isn't it?"

"Stay away from Alley! Can't you see that she's just a girl trying to live? Why am I even trying? Psychos like you can't be reasoned with."

"I prefer the term excentric. And you sent me to prison for all those years when it was your family who ordered those tests! Your father should have gone to prison, not me! They all said I was crazy, that aliens don't exist. I had one in my grasp for six years. She might have only been awake for one, but she was still there. I only did what I did for the betterment of human kind. She doesn't have any rights. She needs to be studied!"

"She deserves to live!" Lex sat down at his desk and hit the silent alarm for sercurity. "And I know she doesn't deserve to be butchered by the likes of you."

"It isn't like she's a person. She's a Crayonian, or whatever."

"Kryptonian."

"Whatever," he smiled, "Well, I guess I should be off before those guards get here." He walked toward the door and suddenly turned, "What I don't understand is why you haven't killed me already." With that he walked out.

Lex inwardly fumed, why hadn't he killed him? And he would have to have a talk with his head of security; he could have been dead already!

God, did he need a drink.

A/N: Sorry about not updating last week...my life has been really stressful. I mean, all my professors decided to give us homework, speeches, and midterms all of a sudden. The only class I had ever gotten homework in was English, but this week my chemistry professor decided to give us four different assignments, my political professor decided to give us a midterm...chemistry I can handle, I love science, but poli-sci?! Ha! I've been mad studying, and I still think I'm going to fail...cry...plus, here's something for all of you to laugh at, I'm running for homecoming queen! ::Insert laughter:: Me, wearing my Star Trek t-shirt, that was bought at a Star Trek convention, holding the newest issue of Amazing Magizine(a sci-fi short stories magazine), the girl who can beat almost anyone at Star Wars trivia, who plays Dungeon and Dragons, who hates wearing makeup, and wears blue jeans and t-shirts 90 of the time. When I was asked to run I laughed at the guy. When I told my mom I was running, she almost fell on the floor laughing. But that's ok, I did my speech of the character who is most like me on Captain Kirk. Give the judges something to remember...hahaha. At least I didn't pick the Disney Princesses. I wanted to be different...sigh...I think I'm going to lose. Oh, well, I didn't actually think they would pick a nerd as homecoming queen. Wish me luck though. I'm running for all the people were made fun of in high school! Maybe college will be different...there isn't actual voting, so...you never know!

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