Smallville
The Evil Legend
Chapter Fourteen - Going Under
Sun light filled his room as Clark woke from a deep sleep. It had been the first time he actually slept since he had them test his blood. At first he really wasn't sure if that was a good idea, but after hanging around Marie, she seemed to encourage him, telling him it will be alright. He wanted to believe her, but would his blood be safe here? That's what he always asked himself. Hearing the door open to his room he paused smelling the air. The soft perfume of magnolia blooms came to his nose and he knew right away it was Rogue; "Couldn't sleep last night?" He asked her, as he turned around to see blue circles around her eyes.
"How did you know it was me?" Marie asked him.
"I forgot to tell you about my extra's sanative sense of smell. I'm pretty good at it now, than when I was younger." He told her.
"Well, maybe that's another reason why Logan's jealous of you." Marie added.
"Does he take any anger management classes?" Clark asked her. Marie laughed a little; "No, but if you tell him about it, I'm sure he'll sometimes take think about it." She answered.
Marie moved out of the way, as Ororo approached him, Clark knew they had found out about something, and nodded his head; "I'm assuming you know?" Clark asked turning his head away.
"We want to help you Clark, and to understand why you want to hide." Ororo told him. Clark moved over to the large window that over looked the backyard. He sighed heavily feeling Marie approach him. Her soft arms folded around him like a blanket. Marie knew he wasn't of their kind, and felt his heart beat faster.
"Clark; you should know by now we won't hurt you." Marie told him honestly. Clark nodded, as they turned to head for the door; "Charles' wants to have a meeting this morning with you. He fears Magneto has plans that include you." Ororo informed him. Clark's head jerked up suddenly and, his eyes widened with worry; 'No!' Clark's voice rang through his head like an echo bouncing off a mountain. He just prayed with all his hopes it didn't deal with him, as they headed downstairs to the meeting rooms.
~*~
Magneto read through the long list of names, and turned to the computer screen as well. His layouts on the machine were still on the screen and, there were only a few things they had to replace and add. A grin came across his face as Mystique entered. Her face was calm, and she held her body like a model as she moved over to him.
"Any news on how you want to contact all of them?" Mystique asked him.
"Not yet, though Marsh said most of them still live in Metropolis." He paused; "I found on this file that Marsh grabbed had a list of room numbers located a LuthorCorp plant in Metropolis. Our only problem of getting inside is the alarms." Magneto told her. She slid into the seat next to him and looked at the screen. The LuthorCorp plant's blue prints didn't look that hard to follow, and she already enjoyed her last visit to the Rehab Center.
"I don't think we should worry about it." Mystique said; "What about our package?" She asked him. Magneto picked up the file on Clark that came with the list; "We will get him in a few days." He stopped himself short; "I need time to gather all these people." Magneto told her, looking over the list. There were about seven people on the list that he had to acquire. He knew some of them may not be as convinced as some, but he would give it his best shot.
"I hear the machine needs repairs." Mystique said, as she went through some of the blue prints of the machine. Magneto nodded taking a sip of the coffee he had grabbed earlier. Feeling the cold cup in his hand he grimaced at it, as though it was evil. The unnerving sense of cold brought back memories he long since forgot. Hearing the door open he smiled seeing Pyro and Marsh enter; "I see you two are finally getting along." Magneto said to them. Marsh smirked; "Some what." He answered.
They all gathered around the small table, and joined in on the outstretched files and papers of information they would have gathered. Marsh picked up the list with the seven names on them and saw at least four students he knew or heard about in high school. The top one made his skin crawl knowing he'd soon be kneeling at his knees in pain begging for forgiveness. Magneto slapped his hand down on the table; "Don't rush your anger. I'll need it for today." Magneto said.
"Are you sure these people will join us?" Marsh asked unsure of the idea Magneto wanted to pull off.
"I'm quiet sure that many will want to make him suffer." Magneto smiled. Marsh wasn't still sure he could pull this off, but he wasn't going to underestimate him.
Marsh leaned back in his seat and listened, trying to see this idea fall together. It seemed to good to be true, but he allowed them to bring Clark Kent to him.
~*~
Desiree Atkins rolled over in her cell. She had been too cooped up, and over zealous, because of all the doctors taking test on her growing power. The dark room held no light, and no enjoyment or pleasure. The basement of the LuthorCorp plant in Metropolis held a new expense that she was apart of, that had taken her off track of her revenge on the only one that could resist her. He was still out there, with freedom and the gratitude to still be close friends with Lex Luthor, while she was stuck with a stupid scientist who didn't know how she worked. The news had flowed down the darkened corridors, saying Lex Luthor had married, and was now missing since his honeymoon. She laughed uncontrollably hearing her voice echo off the hollow walls. Looking in the small mirror at the end of her room, she pulled at her strands of hair yelling miserably at herself. The only thing that kept her on her feet were the haunting pictures of Clark Kent lingering in each reflection of light that escaped the mirror. Foot steps bounced off the green iridescent walls of the basement. Pulling herself up from her bed, she shuffled to the window that looked out to the hallways.
The corridors of the LuthorCorp plant were different from the ones on the upper level. These were lit with greenish yellow lights that hung low over the hall. Each one sung a different tone as the person slowly made their way. Looking in the mirror the imagery image of Clark Kent laughed at Desiree Atkins face as she pressed it hard up against the glass peering out. He slowly continued forgetting he saw her. The doctor made his way further down the corridors and saw more windows that out looked the vacant corridor.
Ian Reynolds shuffled his feet back and forth, talking to himself non stop. Once every few seconds he looked up, as if to see or hear something near him. Gripping his ears with his hands he yelled out in a cold bloody scream asking for the voices to stop, when he was the one doing it. Getting up from his seat he walked across the cold room. His face was pale along with his skin. He hadn't been outside over the course a year. After the authorities had taken him in, they handed him over to Lionel Luthor. That was after they found out about his abilities. Though his powers were deformed, after he lost his other self that was an exact copy of himself, every other copy he made after that didn't last as long. He'd stay up nights with these crazy doctors, as they watched him fighting himself, and most of the time killing his other deformed copy. Causing him pain, knowing it was a part of him. Most of his power had been drained, but every time those damn doctors brought more of the green meteor rocks inside his cell the power would return. This allowed him to try over and over again making him go mad, with a split personality. Finally a few months ago, the doctors stopped their testing, and gave him time to rest. Now he spent most of his nights up screaming and yelling or talking to himself. He saw things that weren't really there, and acted upon them with quarry. Turning his head to the sound of foot steps he to, made his face peer out wondering whom it was.
Doctor Conners continued down the corridor checking his clipboard for the night, watching each person they had under observation. Lionel wanted to make sure they were ready when Clark Kent arrived after his capture. Though he was beginning to wonder when they would ever come close. He knew the boy's powers and saw what kind of fight it would be. Knowing they had these other active prisoners, he made sure to keep a low profile on them until the word was out. Most of the outsiders that knew them thought they were in jail. Lionel made sure that they were taken care of. He made his way again, and watched each one. He smiled seeing how easy these people would take an affect on Clark.
Justin grinded his teeth hard trying to concentrate, the blank piece of paper still had nothing on it. He had only been in there for a few months, and was already disliking his treatment. He knew that if anyone should be in here it should be Clark Kent. The only thing that still lingered in his hollow head was the sweet excruciating pain he'd cause Clark Kent. Turning his head to the room across from him he saw another man. He was much older than him, maybe college. His dark hair was longer now, as his face hid behind the long strands. Justin gulped feeling the emptiness he didn't want to experience. Seeing Chloe in the back of his head, tears fell from his eyes remembering the good old days. If he had at least been good to her, he would have never enveloped being a slave to Lionel after that fatal day. Looking at his watch it already read noon. He sighed heavily knowing it didn't feel like noon. It still felt like hell, and this crazy demon called Lionel Luthor would pay dearly if he ever escaped. Turning his attention back to the man across from him he waved at him, but he still envelop in his trapped mind.
Paul Haden stood near the glass watching the malevolent doctor walk by. He watched the man slowly place a check mark by his name and continued down the quiet hall. Pacing his room, he whistled softly hearing Helen's voice inside his head. It had been about a week or two since Lionel and his officers placed him in this dungeon with no light. He was now craving for light, and making a plan to escape and go back to Helen. He to have heard of their marriage, and the tangled mess up that was left of it, and he would make it right. He also heard that Lex's good friend Clark Kent was in missing. If he ever made it out, he'd be sure to help search for this kid, and bring him to his Lionel in hopes of his release.
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Ororo watched the small office fill with the members of the X-Men. Seeing that everyone had been seated she shut the door softly and made her way to the front, sitting next to Charles. Logan had his arms folded as normal and grimaced at Clark. He didn't want to hear what he had to say. He just hoped it was about the kid leaving, and not staying. His hopes suddenly fell as Charles began.
"Clark is staying with us." Charles said; "I fear Magneto is rebuilding the machine, and if that happens, all of New York is at his feet." Charles began. Clark was still confused on what this whole machine was. He hadn't even seen half of the school, and Charles was stating that Magneto had a building about or around the same size.
"I've gathered you all here today knowing that we'll probably find ourselves in a fix we won't know how to get out of. I pray that you will watch yourself, and make sure to keep a good eye on Clark." Charles announced.
"What's so important about this kid?" Scott asked Charles. Charles smiled and looked over at Clark. Clark slowly stood up and walked to the front of the room. His breath was caught in his throat watching the room become a stand still. He wasn't ready to tell them and wasn't ready for the questions. Some of them he was still figuring out. Some of them he was still confused on, and others he just didn't want to tell. He watched Marie nod her head, and saw Bobby and Logan glare at him. Ororo poked him in his side and he moved forward. Slowly opening his mouth the words just seem to come so easily, yet made his life suddenly turn upside down; "Ororo, Charles and Marie already know, so its best I tell you all." He paused looking at Marie one last time for comfort finally speaking the words he held his breath; "I'm an alien." Clark spoke to them watching all eyes fall on him. He saw scared ones and others with many questions. He also saw the ones with hatred and knew they'd be from Bobby and Logan.
"Clark came during the meteor shower thirteen years ago back in Smallville now I see some of you are afraid of or hateful of Clark. Remember those who aren't mutants feel the same about you, and that of all people everyone here should know how that feels, when you all outcast, and I expect you should treat Clark as a comrade not a freak " Charles started to explain.
"So what does this have to deal with Magneto?" Logan asked harshly.
"Magneto was after the kryptonite." Clark started to tell the story along with Charles. Logan grumbled; "What's kryptonite?" He asked.
"It's the same kind of rock that Ororo was testing my blood on. Only this one is green, and worse than the red. This one can kill me if I'm around too long." He told them, "Magneto will probably use it to get me." Clark sat down fast, feeling his heart move faster than from before. He didn't want to tell them but it would be the only way for them to help He already liked the fact that Ororo and Charles wanted to protect him. Marie seemed to understand, seeing she had already been used by Magneto once.
"What about the break in at LuthorCorp's main offices in Metropolis?" Scott asked a little worried about that.
"I'm still trying to search for Magneto, but Cerebro hasn't allowed me to get inside his mind. He's probably wearing that helmet." Charles answered.
"I just want all of us to keep it down, and look out for each other. We'll have another meeting tonight on what to do. By then I'm I can figure out what he's really up to." Charles told them, as the room was filled with adults and students. Clark tried to make his way out of the room, but some of the little kids that had just made their way inside pushed him back down into the chair up front. He looked pleadingly at Charles, but all he saw was a smile on his face as he left the room. Clark tried his best to keep the kids from crawling on him. A smaller kid next to him pulled on his red shirt; "Are you really an alien?" He asked. Clark leaned down almost touching the kids face with his own; "I am." He answered.
"What are your powers?" The little kid asked.
"I have many." He answered smiling brightly, almost enjoying their little conversation, as he drowned the others out; "How about you?" Clark asked. The little kids face lit up and he smiled. As he did, his tongue came out. Clark back away feeling the slimy green tongue touch his cheeks; "I see." Clark laughed a little and wiped his face off with his hand. Marie came up behind him and leaned down to kiss him on the face. He grabbed her head and pulled her back down kissing her again; "I knew you could handle it. Don't you love all this attention?" She asked him sitting on the arm of the chair. The small groups of kids were still trying to pile on top of him. Clark was trying hard not to use all his strength; "As long as it doesn't go to their heads." Clark answered. Marie laughed, as she helped him bring the kids back into the play room down the hall.
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The four stood about a mile up the road from the LuthorCorp plant. Mystique was ready watching Magneto make his way through the streets. Pyro and Marsh lingered behind a few steps so that he had room. The building was made of brick and had little windows on the outside. This left them only two options, to go through the bottom of the building or the side door. Seeing the heavy metal door at the foot of the building, Magneto waved his hand allowing it to come off its hinges. Marsh ducked out of its way as it came down with a thud behind him; "Thanks." Marsh said loudly. Magneto turned around to face him; "Be careful. There is one lady in here that can seduce any man she kisses. I'll have Mystique get her, while you two get Justin and Ian. I'm sure they won't argue over who gets out first." Magneto told them.
As they entered the long corridor, Marsh felt his strength suddenly return. Ever since he had been inhaling the liquid from the meteor rocks, he always felt strong when he was near one. Noticing the lights hanging from the walls he smiled feeling their energy give him power; "I'll be fine." Marsh assured him. Magneto watched as the young teen made his way down the corridor.
"What about the video cameras?" Pyro asked looking around.
"The only ones we will have to worry about will be the ones in their cells." Magneto answered. As they stepped inside, Pyro ran to cell door. The old man smiled as he saw the windows on the walls that showed the rooms they kept them in; "Are you sure they will help us?" Mystique asked him, fearing they'd go on their own rampage of their revenge; "No, I'm sure they will wait till the time is right." Magneto answered. He walked about half way down the corridor looking into the cells. Some of them where nearly teenagers, others were young adults, he actually felt sorry for them and understood what they were going through. The only one that really deserved this treatment was Clark. Seeing Marsh and Pyro in the area he had asked them to be in, he waved his arms, watching the doors rip off their hinges.
Desiree jumped startled seeing the door fall to the ground. As the smoke cleared from her cell, she saw a tall blue female body enter it. Moving her hair out of her dirty face, she looked up at the stranger. He eyes widened seeing the figure of the female; "Who are you?" She asked. She felt her voice shake under the noise down the hall; "My name is Mystique, I'm hear to help you. A few of us share the same revenge of an old friend, and I'm sure you'll want to help." Mystique answered her. Desiree grinded, feeling freedom nearly approaching her, she grabbed it and ran out of her cell. Feeling the halls fall apart, the alarms resounded throughout the plant. Magneto knew now they had to hurry. Desiree looked back seeing a few others they had saved as well. She wondered what this man had in store for them, and why so many agreed to help. With out hesitation she followed them out of the building into the evening air.
Magneto turned to face the door that he had ripped off, and lifted it again watching the police running down the halls after them. Using all the force he had he slammed the door back onto its hinges knocking some of the police and guards out. Seeing the woods not far ahead they ran for it. Magneto saw the other cop cars finally arrive just as they disappeared into the woods.
"This is your great idea of escaping?" Desiree yelled angrily at the old man.
"Don't underestimate the man." Pyro growled at her. Desiree pushed him down on the ground and ran far into the woods. Pyro looked up at Magneto; "How are we going to keep everyone together?" He asked wondering himself. Apparently the boy didn't see the metal band they had around each one. Lifting his hands he grabbed hold of the metal around each person pulling them back in the group.
"If you want to join us, then follow us. Don't run or I'll put you back in the cell I found you." He paused seeing he had their attention; "Got it?" He demanded. They all nodded their heads and felt their bodies lift off of the ground. Magneto handed a metal bar to Mystique and one to Marsh as they lifted into the sky. Pyro held out his lighter allowing Magneto take hold of it. Hearing the police below them, they kept a low profile to the ground making sure they wouldn't be seen. Magneto smiled to himself as they headed back to his place. The next step was to put together the Celebro.
End of Chapter Fourteen - Hey everyone. I'm back with The Evil Legend. It took me a while to figure out what to write in this chapter, but I actually got it done in one night surprisingly. I hope you all enjoyed it. Don't worry I'm going to try and write Chapter fifteen this weekend, so sit back and relax. Oh, for all those Chlark and Clana fans. Don't worry. I haven't forgotten about those stories. My friend and I are still working on them. Smiles** There maybe some mistakes, but I didn't feel like editing them, but the next chapter will be longer. Thanks again for the reviews so far. We really enjoy them.
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