Smallville

The Evil Legend

| Book One: Fallen Immortal |

Chapter Ten – Unfolding the Darkness

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            The silence of the basement felt like a graveyard in it's self. Hearing only the humming of the science cooler near the science labs in the off limit hallways; a figure laid inside still unmoving. His breath was shallow to almost a stand still, yet it was still there beating faster than a normal human. Voices in his head chilled him not wanting to hear their calls. Faces loomed in his head, as a storybook unfolded to him. He couldn't figure out who they were, or understood them. Seeing home through his dreams he tried so hard to vanish the picture, just as fast as it came to his mind. Seeing Lana broke his heart, hearing his father's angry voice made him want to cry. He hated crying, knowing it was a weakness. Feeling the coldness up and down his body he slowly tried to open his eyes, but couldn't feel the ice around them move. Feeling his figures move slowly he felt energy back in his body. How long had he slept? Where was he?

            Seeing another set of dreams and pictures fuzz together he saw Dr. Swann smile at him and wave to him to come in. He heard a voice that sounded like his, but didn't want to acknowledge it was his own. The evil, unavailing voice threatening him as he slept. Telling him to get up and finish what he started. Along with his father Jor'El's voice thriving back at him to do his biding, he watched unable to stop the nightmare end; his father Jonathan at home crying along side his mother. He tried to gulp back his own hidden tears in the ice block that held him. The haunting voice that called angrily out over all the rest still laughed at him, as though he was a jerk. He hated that one, and tried so hard to force it out of his mind. Flashes reoccurred now and then of what Kal'El had done. He didn't want to watch it anymore, feeling the ice above and around him slowly melt.

            Trying to open his eyes, he saw the silver walls in lining his icy prison. Using his x-ray vision he tried to see through the ice up through the building. Nothing came into focus. Just the metal that had lead mixed into the walls. Fear leaped up inside of him thinking now if he was dead, or dying. Though he heard his own heart, and knew it was beating hard, so why did this feel like death? He was just glad there wasn't any kryptonite down in the cooler with him. Feeling his eyes finally open all the way, he focused hard on the ceiling, and felt the heat rise to his eyes. Watching the ice melt into water around him, he suddenly felt cold and chilly. He had only been sick once, and remembered how cold he was. This was different; he shivered trying to control it, as he got up slowly rubbing his arms and body. To bring his body temperature back up. Seeing the double doors in front of him he walked closer and placed both hands on either side. Leaning hard on the door frame he pushed out word as he heard a clicking sound of a lock. A red light came into the room as the door came open. Now seeing the cooler he stopped in mid stride slightly worried, noticing the vials of blood lined on the racks near the out stretched they had him lay on. Moving out of the cooler he saw the open hallway barren.

            Coming to a another long corridor he used his x-ray vision again, and saw that the double door at end was some kind of dome room with a long out stretched platform that lead out into the middle of it. Seeing the walls blend in back to normal, he looked at the other door on the opposite side and new that was the exit as he saw stairs that went up to the main floor. Taking a deep breath he felt anther a chill go through is body making him shivering more than he was in the cooler. As he made his way to the door he felt his nose tickle feeling an urge to sneeze. Taking a deep breath in, he felt it come out uncontrollability as he sneezed allowing his mouth to come apart. He watched the cold mist from his mouth hit the door hard freezing it with in seconds. He stood there shocked not understanding what was happening, as the building shook from his violent blow, feeling the sensation arise again he felt the cold breath hit the door in front him freezing himself inside the basement of the building.

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            Xavier grabbed hold of his wheel chair as he watched his students grab on to something. The building shook force fully for about five seconds as it slowly died down again. Another eruption followed right after the last one as they held on to their things. Rogue sat at her desk shaking, feeling the worst was yet to come. With out realizing it she grabbed Bobby's hand as he stood next to her as another rumble came from underground. Xavier slowly made his way through the classroom telling the students to stay where they where, while they checked it out. Cutting through the desk on either side of him Scott Summers stood near the door just outside and looked down at him; "What do you think?" Scott asked him.

                        "I think our young new comer is having trouble, but it's hard not to really know." Charles looked up him. He was worried on why he couldn't read this young boys thoughts, or emotions for that matter; "You've never ran into this problem have you?" Scott asked him. Charles shook his head acknowledged, "I've never encountered this before." Charles told him as they made their way down the long corridors that lead to the basement. Storm and Logan stood waiting at the entrance.

            The school shook again as the floor boards beneath them rattled just a little feeling the explosion fill the halls of the school. Some more students came downstairs and looked at the professor as they waited for further news. Bobby held on to Rogue's hand as they reached the main entrance, she had a pretty good feeling he was awake and very confused on where he was. She wanted to touch him again, just to make sure she hadn't dreamed the occurrence of last night. She knew Bobby was already jealous of the boy as well, but she didn't care. If she could touch him, then that meant the boy was her destiny to be with.

            Storm ran ahead of them and saw the door at the bottom of the stairs. Seeing the ice coming out of the cracks she wondered what was really happening behind them. She turned to Xavier as he wheeled to a stop close to the door, as another blast of ice hit the large door to the basement.

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            He looked up seeing what was happening and tried so hard to stop sneezing, but it just kept coming. The chills and urge to create winter in the basement of a building wasn't really his plan. He wanted to leave and get out, before someone found out. Looking at the large round door, he was puzzled as to what the X symbol was for. He placed his hand on the door feeling the ice that had now formed a sold wall of ice. Using his x-ray vision he saw about five or six people in front of the door. Turning around he started to run into the back of the building. He didn't want to face up to what they would do. He had no idea what they were. Seeing where they had placed him was more than scary to him. It would kill him, if they actually knew what it did. His father was always right in keeping him safe, but now he knew he was on his own, and being in some kind of science lab in the basement of a school, wasn't his idea of fun. Now he wished he was Kal'El, but realizing he didn't have the ring terrified him even more. What if they found out? What if they knew? He wasn't ready to face what would happen. Looking back at the door he heard a large blast of a red beam that shot straight through, sending him clear across the other side of the room hitting the wall hard. His head hit a shelf that sat on the wall just above him, making him sneeze again.

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            Scott was ready as he hit the button as he watched the red beam hit the young boy hard in the stomach sending him back up against the wall. Logan came around the side and ran up to him. The boy was still aware of what was going on as Logan felt him grab at his throat. Gasping for air, Logan yelled punching the boy again sending him down one of the long corridors.

            Clark felt the pain from the hard blow and stood up straight facing this man. Using his nose he smelled that same dirty smell he had before. A flash came into his mind of the man, when he was Kal'El and knew Kal'El was just toying with the man. Though as he looked at him, Clark knew that the man still thought he was the same one who fought with him earlier. Before Clark could even say anything Logan ran at him. Scott followed as they raced down the basement corridors. Xavier tried so hard to get in contact with the boy that it was making him have a headache. Ororo saw the professors face and new he wasn't getting anywhere with the boy; "Let me try." She told him. Slowly Rogue and Bobby watched her raise her arms as wind started to fill the room.

            Logan felt the strong wind take hold of him as he stretched out his arm to grab the boy. Clark wasn't going to deal with this man anymore seeing he wasn't the sort of person; that would work out a problem with a simple conversation. Going into Clark time Logan went into slow motion, as everything slowed down. Speeding back into the main corridor he saw the woman with white hair and saw she was the one that was causing the wind through out the building. He saw Charles right besides her looking right at him with a questioning look. Then he saw Rogue. The tall slim girl stood there looking outward seeing the action unfold. The girl had the soft brown eyes just like Lana did, and the white hair down the front of her face made her look a little bit older than most teens her age. Turning slowly he backed away not realizing he had stepped out of his time, "Eric?" Clark said watching Bobby turn to look at him with a weird expression he couldn't read; "Eric Summers?" Clark started to say. Bobby looked both ways making sure this tall kid was actually talking to him. Who was Eric Summers? He was so confused; "Who?" Bobby asked him. Before Clark could respond, Logan had grabbed him as he tried to knock him over on to the floor. Clark slowly folded his arms and stood straight up not allowing the man to move him anywhere. He watched as everyone saw the action/drama take place in the most remote area of the building.

            He watched the taller man with the red auburn hair walk forward. Clark remained where he was and glared down at Logan; "Are you going to get off of my damn leg?" Clark snapped at him angrily. Logan moaned knowing full well he wasn't going to be able to move the boy; "What are you The Rock?" Logan asked teasingly. Rogue smiled brightly at him as he stood firmly. Ororo saw Charles move his hand up to have her stop seeing it was no use.

                        "We aren't going to hurt you Kal'El." Charles assured him.

                        "Really;" Clark shouted. Charles could tell he was a little upset on what they did with him. He figured he could fool around with them and act like Kal'El even though he didn't have the ring on, seeing they still thought he was going by that name; "We only want to help you." Charles said to him calmly.

            Clark saw the calmness in his mans old tired eyes, and knew he was telling the truth, but he wasn't sure about the man with metal claws; "What about him?" Clark asked pointing straight at Logan. Rogue finally spoke up now finding her voice; "He'll be good." Rogue assured him. Logan looked down right at her asking 'me be good huh.' Look. Rogue hit him on the shoulder, and he heard Charles voice in his head; "Alright, alright. Maybe I was a little rash on my part. But he broke into our school!" Logan pointed out.

                        "It wasn't me!" Clark shouted at Logan forgetting everyone else in the room.

                        "Oh really;" Logan growled angrily; "You seemed to know what you were doing, and now you say it wasn't you. I still know it's you by that stench of manure on your skin!" Logan shouted louder. Clark's anger was building up inside him as he ran up to Logan knocking him hard into the wall next to Rogue. Rogue could still smell that sweet sent of men's cologne on the boy. Her nose tingled a little as she felt his eyes on her. Looking up she was surprised he was still holding Logan by the neck against the wall, as he reached down and touched her chin bringing up her face to look at her. Bobby's face turned beet red with anger as he saw Rogue's face flush at the touch of that boys hand; "Alright!" Bobby shouted startling everyone in the room including Clark as he let go of Logan. Logan rubbed his neck still feeling the red marks from the kid's hand.

                        "Is something wrong Eric?" Clark asked seeing he was jealous of what he did to Rogue. He didn't even really know her yet, but he already got the feeling this kid was dating her, or working on the issue like he was with Lana.

                        "Who is Eric?" Bobby asked Clark. He was so confused and angry at the same time; he wanted to freeze the kid again. Scott moved forward hearing the name and walked up to the two boys; "Eric?" Scott asked Clark. Clark looked at the man with the red visor on his eyes. He seemed nice, but he still wasn't sure as he folded his arms again answering his question; "Eric Summers was a student at my school earlier this year. He had taken my power and used it for unnecessary things." Clark paused glaring sharply at Bobby; "When I saw him I was a little confused on why he would be here; since he doesn't have any powers of his own; other than when he had mine." Clark explained. Scott eyes inside his visor grew wide. He remembered Eric, he was always in trouble with some kid when he was younger; "Eric Summers is my cousin." Scott answered.

                        "I haven't seen him since I was young, after I went off on my own to find help for my problem." Scott stopped; "How's he doing?" He asked him.

                        "His parents aren't doing well; but he's working it out." Clark told him honestly.

            Charles rolled up to the Clark and smiled at him, "We better work something out, since Magneto may have some of his friends out searching for you." Charles told him honestly. Clark shifted uneasy knowing he was right. He wasn't sure what Magneto wanted with him, but even after being Kal'El he didn't like the man. He could still feel Kal'El inside of him yelling angrily at Mystique, and Magneto for betraying him. Clark knew the one goal Kal'El still had in mind, and he didn't want to see it happen, was to rule the world. He kept that to himself as they made their way up to the main floor of the school. Clark held his breath wondering what kind of school this was. He was just glad he wasn't sneezing any more.

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            It had taken most of the afternoon showing Clark around. Rogue could tell that Bobby had stayed clear away from them. Seeing he was hung out with Logan in the lounge room on the other side of the building. Clark looked at Rogue, as she made her way down the hallway to show him his room. Her outfight wasn't exactly out of style, but he still liked it; though he was wondering why she wore gloves. Her dark brown hair was longer now, as it hung at least to her waist. He could tell she liked him by how close her body was to his, and he didn't mind it. Lana was still working out all her feelings on him, so he wasn't too worried. Seeing they would never actually date again, and from where he stood now. He knew he'd be hear quiet a while before heading home. The thought of facing his mother and father again was the worst feeling he had ever felt. As if sensing it, Rogue turned around to face him; "Everything alright?" She asked him breaking the silence in the bedroom she had just walked into. Clark moved over to the twin size bed and sat down, feeling the soft goose feathers beneath him.

                        "I keep thinking about home." Clark told her. Rogue knew that feeling all too well; "If you keep thinking of home, it won't help you solve your problem." She told him; "I left my home after I found out about my powers." Rogue said shuttering feeling a cold chill cover the small room. The room was made out of dark oak wood. There was a small radio on the dresser a long with a desk near the door with a computer on it. Clark saw the screen saver on the monitor; "Mutant High?" He asked. Rogue looked down at what he was looking at; "That's the name we call Xavier's School for the Gifted for short." Rogue explained to him. Clark nodded seeing how long the title was. He looked down at her seeing his class ring on her finger; "My ring." Clark said moving his hand down her arm. Rogue shuddered feeling his soft skin over the top of her gloves. She wanted so much to take them off and just hold him in her arms; "Xavier told me to hold on to it, till you woke up." She told him. Clark felt the top of her sleeve and started to slowly take it off. Rogue moved closer to his body feeling the warmth he carried with him. Removing the gold class ring on to the bed, he had taken her other glove off as he felt her soft skin against his. This feeling was different and he wanted to know why. Seeing she was no threat to him, he continued as he brought her closer to him. He brought her head up to his as he slowly leaned down and touched her lips. Rogue felt his strong embrace and didn't want it to end as she pulled his head down more. She had never been this close to anyone before, and knew right away what she was going to do to Bobby. Her heart sunk slowly letting up. Clark thought he did something wrong seeing her face; "What?" He asked.

                        "It's not you." Rogue told him honestly; "You're the first boy I've been able to touch and hold with out killing or hurting them." She started to explain herself.

                        "It's just hard to believe this is really happening, and I didn't even ask you." Rogue told him.

                        "If you're worried that I have another girlfriend at home, it's alright." Clark told her; "I did have a girlfriend but we aren't dating anymore." Clark said. Rogue felt sorry for him; "Did she know about your powers?" She asked him.

                        "I was afraid to tell her. Only one other person knew of my powers besides my parents." Clark told her sincerely.

                        "Well, since we don't have anything to worry about." Rogue started to say as she moved closer to him and brought his head down as they kissed again. Before they even had a change to continue, Clark felt something cold hit him. He broke out of Rogue's embrace feeling his body shake again. Looking up he saw Bobby glaring angrily at him; "Rogue!" He yelled irritably. Rogue wanted to explain, but she knew it was too late as Bobby through another ice block at Clark. This time Clark was ready and used his heat vision against it watching it melt to the floor; "What are you?" Bobby yelled furiously. Clark laid on the floor still holding on to Rogue's hand as they looked at Bobby.

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            Charles sat in his office as he saw Scott come into the room followed by Logan. He knew the two men where wondering how this new comer was. They knew nothing about him, and seeing how many powers the young man had, they where worried that Magneto may come back for him; "Kal'El is a very strange young man isn't he?" Charles asked the two men as they sat down in the two chairs in front of him. Logan groaned at the name as he tried hard to forget about the kid.

                        "A normal mutant only has one or two powers; he seems to hold over that amount." Scott said to him as they started discussing them.

                        "Your right. I'm not really sure what he is. I find it very quiet and easy around him." Charles started to say.

                        "Why?" Logan asked wondering.

                        "I can't read his mind." Charles answered to him; "Rogue can't take his powers and even if we hit him with your own powers there's not a scratch, scare, or burse." Charles told the men.

                        "So he may not be a mutant at all, or just an experiment someone did on him?" Logan asked.

                        "It maybe so, but we still aren't sure." Charles paused. Scott saw it as the old man rested his hands on his chin; "I'll be seeing Dr. Swann this morning around nine-thirty to talk. I want you guys to watch the students for me while I'm gone." Charles told them.

                        "Do you think Dr. Swann is hiding something?" Logan asked.

                        "I have a feeling he's not telling me the whole story." Charles paused; "The man's been obsessed with the stars and planets in the sky, that it maybe the problem." Charles told them. Hearing the door busted open Bobby stood there panting as if he had seen a ghost.

                        "What's wrong?" Logan asked seeing how shaken the boy was.

                        "It's Rogue." He started to say; "She was touching him, feeling him, and kissing him." He stopped panting for air; "How can she touch him?" Bobby asked them. Charles eyes widened, knowing how Rogue's worked. If Kal'El wasn't a mutant, then it must be his powers that allow her to touch her; "I'm not sure Bobby." Charles said.

                        "Oh, I need you to come with me." Charles began; "Dr. Swann had something for you." He told him. Bobby stopped; "Why are you always seeing him?" Bobby asked angrily knowing the man was friends with Magneto; "He may be able to fill in the missing parts about Kal'El." Charles told him honestly.

                        "Don't worry well watch the students? I'll be sure to keep my eye on Kal'El." Logan promised them as he left the room.

~ End of Chapter Ten

Authors Notes: I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. I wanted it done before the holiday, but it' been a crazy week. Don't worry the next chapter will be on its way.

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| Also | We do know about Samson, and for us we believe he was a real person. Only because we are Christians. And no, we aren't relating Clark to the strongest person in the world. Delilah cut off his hair making him lose his powers God gave him, while he was sleeping. This took place in the Old Testament.

| Note | To The Die Hard: Thanks for your help with this chapter. Also I'll be using beams or lasers for Scott Summers, because when I think of a Force Field; I think a shield around someone body. Not something coming out of their eyes. I think Laser Guns from Stars Wars and Force Fields in Star Track.  Thanks for your help though.

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