The Evil Legend
Chapter Fifteen – Red or Green
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The morning sky loomed overhead, as Helen stepped out from the taxi. She had gone without sleep for the past few days. Nothing had really made her feel pleasant, other than she owned half of LexCrop and Cadmus Labs. She still was worried that Lionel had something else going on behind her back, and the emptiness she felt hadn't lifted her heavy shoulders since their last interlude. Her extreme depression had left her somewhat moping around the mansion in hopes to regain some of the happiness she lost. The equanimity silence sent a chill down her spine as she entered the main room. The quietness didn't leave her at ease either, as the wind blew through the window making the china on the shelf's shutter in movement. She moved up the stairs to the one of the small study room, and started to rumble through old papers and information. She had a good feeling someone had been in the mansion since her last visit while they were on their honeymoon.
The bookshelf shook, as the drawer came open down below. Taking out files that contained confidential information on the Kent's were laid out before her. She had found the file on Martha in his bookshelf a while back and was disturbed that he had gone through her own human resources. Picking up her purse she felt around for her key, and went straight for the room down the hall. Her heartbeat faster, knowing that something had been taken. Without an intimation of doubt she turned the key slowly as the door squeaked opened.
Flicking the light on the vacant room hummed softly as the low lights hung over head. Helen's heart went cold, as anger slowly crept up through her body. Everything had been stripped down to an empty hole. Walking further into the room she heads over to the desk in the far corner where the car had been. Opening the drawers, she found only a small amount of files that Lionel apparently didn't want to keep. Tears rolled down her face, knowing that she could no longer take care of that family. Clark was a different young man, and even after looking at his blood, she found it in her heart to keep that to herself. She had never told Lex about the blood, or whose it was. Seeing how everything was going under, she didn't know what else to do. Stopping in mid stride she heard the phone echo through the empty halls of the mansion. It still hadn't allowed her to overcome the silence of the mansion that could be deafening without anyone ever around. She wondered how Lex spent his lonely nights in the mansion.
Throwing her keys across the room in frustration, she rushed back into the study, now at a running pace to catch the phone she grabbed it almost knocking the receiver off the glass desk; "Hello." She answers out of breath.
"Mrs. Luthor, this is Mr. Wayne." Bruce waited for the lady to calm down. He could sense that something happened at the mansion she wasn't expecting.
"Hello Mr. Wayne. How may I help you?" She asked, as she reached for a bottle of water off to her right.
"I wanted to in form you about the papers that will be arriving to you sometime today." Bruce started to exclaim.
"What papers?" Helen asked a little confused.
"There are a few forms I need you to sign that Lex had kept with me in cause something like this happened." He paused, seeing he caught her attention; "You're now the owner of Cadmus Labs and LexCorp. He made sure that his father didn't have the opportunity to take control of it." Bruce finished explaining to her. Helen was quiet for a moment as she took all this in. She didn't even think of this after the fight her and Lionel had. The thought of actually owning something that could bring Lionel down to the ground, but it will take her time. This was her chance to make sure the man that took away her right to land a job, to see this work.
"Thank you Bruce. I'll be sure to have those filled out as soon as possible." Helen answered.
"Great. I'm grateful we had this little interlude." Bruce acknowledged her. Helen smiled on the other end; "Do you know where Lionel has been the last few days?" Helen asked her wondering where the man spent all his useless time.
"I heard that he was back in Metropolis, but things change everyday." Bruce pointed out.
"Alright;" Helen paused; "Thanks for your help Bruce." Helen said to him.
"You're welcome." Bruce answered; "Bye." He ended the conversation fast, which didn't surprise her. The man was busy himself, and didn't have time to help out in her little affairs.
Grabbing her purse once more she was going to head over to Cadmus Labs for the afternoon to check up on things, to see where Lionel left off, or to see what else he had up his sleeve on the Kent's. She knew the man was also obsessed with the family. She was intrigued herself, but never allowed to let her soul to become engulfed by such an ordeal. Walking to the garage and took one of Lex's newer cars that hadn't been used since he married her. She was willing to find anything on what Lionel was doing, and this was her chance for revenge.
Lionel hung up the phone as the door opened; "Yes?" Lionel asked the security man standing there beside the glass doors of his office. You have another call on line two. Miss Sullivan wishes to speak to you alone in New York." The man announced.
"I told her not to investigate into any other stories!" Lionel shouted, as the man left the office Lionel picked up the phone.
"Miss Sullivan, I told you not to do any other stories." Lionel said frustrated.
Chloe took a breath on the other end seeing she had already made him upset on the news that was slowly floating around both states; "I know Mr. Luthor, but this information may help you find the people who broke into your building in Metropolis." Chloe paused; "The news report said they were mutants from New York." Chloe announced to him.
Lionel paused and took a drink of his water. He loved the girl's zeal, but the problem was; she always liked to do too many things at once. The good part about her, she always got them done right on time. Lionel never understood how the girl managed to pull of two or three stories at once, but never questioned her apprehension.
"I was hoping you'd come to New York and see for yourself." Chloe offered him the invitation of a life time. It would be idiotic for him drop out of it now; "Besides, rumor has it Clark may still be here. Swann wasn't too convincing when I asked him where he was." Chloe added. She heard Lionel laugh a little on the other end. She sometimes wondered how the man found any humor at all, but at least he was in a good mood.
"I see you still haven't lost your spark." Lionel complemented her; "I'll be on the five o'clock flight to New York." Lionel answered.
Chloe sighed in relief that the man was finally coming, but knew the only reason he was, was to get information on one thing only, Clark Kent. She'd have to play it safe; cause from what she found so far blew her owned mind away, and she didn't also feel like she was betraying something she felt in her heart she still didn't understand.
"You won't be disappointment Mr. Luthor." Chloe assured him with confidence.
"I hope no Miss. Sullivan." Lionel added as their conversation came to prompt end.
The school halls left Marie cold arms covered her chest trying to warm herself. Clark had been with the professor for most of the day after the kids had chatted with him. She had never seen Clark feel more at home than he did now, her only fear was still implied in her mind. The pictures went over in her head like a movie; the sad part of the story was him leaving her. She didn't want him to leave. This was the first time she could touch someone, probably the only time, besides Bobby. Though it still didn't last very long in their passionate kisses either, with Clark's it lasted longer than three seconds. Coming around the corner of one of the main hallways in the school she found Logan and Bobby talking at almost a whisper, her heart beat fast knowing it was probably about Clark. Stopping about mid way down the hall she listened. Some of it she still couldn't make out, but she didn't like the sound of it.
Logan turned to smell Marie's perfume hit is nose; "Marie." He paused and turned away from Bobby, making it look like they weren't in a deep conversation about a certain someone. Her brown eyes looked right at them for an answer for their quiet conversation that had started about five minutes ago.
"You're not planning anything behind my back are you?" Marie asked them. This time Bobby backed up against the wall clearing his throat; "Why would you ask such a thing?" Bobby asked her in return. Slowly walking up to them she could feel their uneasiness of unwanted attention from her rise; "We were just discussing my homework assignment that I've been having trouble with." Bobby lied, Logan laughed a little knowing that was total propaganda; "Really." Marie said cheerfully. Bobby hated that tone in her voice. Logan hit Bobby in the shoulder; "Ow!" Bobby yelled.
"Alright cough it up! What the hell have you two been discussing behind my back that's so damn secretive?" Marie blurted out the question in more a demand; "Oh nothing." Logan said through his teeth. Marie wanted to slap him, but knew it would cost him another visit to the hospital wing, and she knew none of their newer doctors would be thrilled.
"I don't like it when my own friends talk about one of my other friends behind my back." Marie said as her anger started boiling under her skin. Right at that moment she wished Clark was there. It would be the only way to shut these guy's traps up for good. The last few days, they had been lazy and hadn't even talked to her after Clark was with the kids. It was as if they were jealous of someone who probably didn't have a home to go to.
"I thought you guys were more manly that this." Marie said to them.
"Oh, Marie, give us a break. You know we are just kidding." Bobby told her.
"Kidding, if you were kidding, you wouldn't be doing this twenty four seven." She paused; "Half of the kids come to me during the day asking me why Logan and Bobby hate Clark, why they disapprove of him, why they want to kick his ass!" Marie was now shouting without realizing that half of the morning classes had left their rooms to look out at the on going round of who loves who triangle in the hallway. This time it was Bobby who hit Logan in the shoulder. Logan just brushed it off; "Look, Marie; we didn't mean to make it sound as though we want to kill him." Logan started to explain. He hated apologizing; "But the kid doesn't seem to fit here." Logan pointed out.
"Of course he does, half of the student body loves him, you're the only two who disapprove and it's really starting to irritate me." Marie added.
Logan walked up to her; "Look, I don't like the guy, and he smells a like damn cow." Logan pointed out. Marie's anger was reaching a boiling point she wouldn't be able to hold without Clark there. Without waiting another minute Logan's shouts filled the halls of the school. No one looked out of their rooms to see his agony he brought onto himself. Marie's eyes flooded with tears knowing the two men she first fell in love with would never understand her torment, and the happiness she felt with Clark was something she couldn't explain. She pushed Bobby away from her and ran up the stairs to her room in tears. Not feeling sorry for the pain she caused Logan.
Magneto stood up at his desk as Mystique came through the doors, followed by the five he had saved from Lionel's hand. He had seen some of their powers right off hand, as Ian Randall had already split himself in two, Marsh with his strength, Justin Gaines with his telekinesis, and Paul Hayden's anger, which would help them with human resources. Even though Paul didn't possess any inhuman ability Mystique seemed to have a liking to him, and she allowed him to stay. The man showed only hatred for the Luthor's but mainly toward Lex who was aimlessly still missing.
"Would you all please make yourself feel right at home;" He paused; "Marsh has taken his liking to the room down the hall, so if there is any other rooms to your liking, you may have them." Magneto told them.
Mystique walked over to his desk and leaned on the corner of it as she watched the others sit down; "When do we begin?" Ian asked out loud. Magneto glared at him; "You know the only way to win at the game is to not be patient." He said to him. The boy was a little bit like Marsh, so hasty with their dictions no wonder they ended up behind bars so soon. Unlike Desiree Atkins, the young lady could exert extreme power over any man, and from what he had read on her, she had been very patient to get what she wanted. She had been doing it for years, and hid herself well. The only time she didn't finally get what she wanted was when Clark finally understood what he was dealing with. Her own pheromones consumed any man at the touch of her sweet intoxicating kiss, except for Clark's. That's how she knew he was different, and had to put him away for good. The plan had taken its toll when he realized her only plan was to take over LexCorp for the money which the Luthor's had.
"Mystique and I have a plan in motion, but we will need your help to do it." Magneto announced. Walking out form his desk he leaned on the front of it as Mystique rested her arm on his shoulder.
"Clark is a very powerful man, but my friend and I have done our own work looking into what inhibits his vulnerability." He paused seeing all eyes on him; "Since there are no further questions I'll go on." He said.
The meeting went on for at least an hour, as they planned to take down the one enemy that put them away. Their goal was to take him hostage that night. They had one more day before the fourth of July, and Magneto had his machine ready to be used. Though he was still wondering where to place it, he had already used Liberty Island, but it seemed like the only remote place to use it again, without having the paparazzi converge on him too soon.
"So, you want each one of us to take care of the others that are inside the building?" Desiree asked him.
"Sort of, for you darling, I want you to take care of one man for me." Magneto said to her.
"He's strong too like Clark, but I'm sure you can help him out. His romantic notions have been dwindling, and he needs some moral support." Magneto told her. Desiree smiled and walked over to the wall and leaned against it feeling the cold encircle her body.
"I can handle that." Desiree assured him with a sexy smile. Magneto still looked down at his notes, handing a peace of paper to Marsh, he saw the kid eyeing him questionably.
"I know you've handled kryptonite before, so I need you to help me with this project before we head over to the school." Magneto told him.
"No problem." Marsh answered and read the paper.
Setting the other papers down he was holding he looked at everyone in the room; "We will be leaving tonight." He announces; "Don't worry, everyone will get their far share in tormenting him." Magneto promised as they all went on to their own business.
Charles rolled down the hallway with Clark, as kids ran past them. Clark could tell the man was happier now than before, seeing he was letting him inside his own head. He was still trying to get use to it, and Charles didn't blame him. He had already discussed his past relationship with a boy named Ryan who shared the same abilities but didn't live through it. Charles understood, and tried to find out more on where Clark was actually from.
"Now you're saying that Krypton is about ninety light years away from Earth?" Charles asked him.
"From what my parents and I have looked through, yes;" Clark explained; "Also Dr. Swann gave me some information." He went on. Charles stopped at the end of the hallway; "Clark, I know this has been different for you, but you must understand, we won't let anyone hurt you here, and your welcome to stay as long as you like." He paused; "I sense you're thinking of leaving." Charles adds. Clark sighed heavily and leaned up against the wall; "I know it will hurt Marie if I leave, and I'm already bothering others here as well." Clark pointed out. Charles smirked, "Don't worry about Logan, he'll get over it. He always has." Charles said a little annoyed. He still had yet to talk to that man, about this whole issue. He had heard Marie yelling earlier this morning at them for not liking Clark.
"If you still want to talk Clark, I'm always here." Charles assured him, as he watched Clark go into the lunchroom.
Ororo came out of the classroom just behind him; "So how did it go?" Ororo asked him.
"He still wants to leave." Charles answered.
"He's like Logan." She paused, as she looked into the lunchroom; "He feels he's better off by himself, than without friends." She looked down at Charles. She could tell he was frustrated with everything during the last few days. He had been going through the kids mind, and picked up things he probably didn't want to know about.
"I'm still uneasy." Charles stated; "Eric hasn't done anything in the last few days, and I'm pretty sure it has to deal with Clark." Charles started to explain.
"You sound worried." Ororo pointed out.
"Of course I am, because Eric knew the boy was different, and can use him for anything." Charles added.
"Well we better find out fast, or something may happen right underneath our eyes." Ororo told him, as they went back up to his office.
Clark filled his plate with everything he could carry. He was so hungry, he couldn't remember the last time he ate a good meal. Even though the lunchroom food was still in second place, the school did well with advertising it. Looking down at his plate he heard his stomach growling, as he slowly made his way to one of the empty tables. He saw Marie out of the corner of his eye, and turned to wave at her. She smiled back at him and walked over; "Hey." She said with a smile as she sat down beside him.
"Aren't you going to eat anything?" Clark asked her.
"I have class in five minutes. I have second lunch period remember." She said to him.
"Oh, yeah; sorry I forgot." He said a little disappointed. She hugged him tightly; "I'll hang out with you later tonight." Marie assured him.
Clark smiled at her, she loved his eyes. They were like looking deep into the dark ocean that felt cold to your touch. Smiling once more, Marie stood up and left him at the table, as she walked to the lunchroom door she saw Logan strolling down the long corridor avoiding her eyes. Sighing heavily she rushed over to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. Logan looked down seeing she had gloves on now, that covered her entire arm; "Can I ask you something?" Marie asked him. Logan's blue eyes searched hers to see what she wanted, but allowed her to continue; "I need to you watch him." Marie paused; "If there is any good in you that could be of some use now, then it's protecting him." Marie said to him. Logan rolled his eyes in disgusted, was she actually asking this of him. Would she even think for a moment he'd say yes to it? Feeling Marie's hand on his cheek he looked back down at her small face; "Why are you asking me this?" Logan asked her.
"Cause I know he's more like you than anyone." She paused; "At least promise me to look out for him, even if you can't get along." Marie asked him as her eyes pleading searched his deep blue ones.
"Alright;" Logan said through his teeth, he knew he was going to hate this, but at least it had its advantages of a kiss as he watched her leave the corridor. Turning around to see Clark through the doors of the lunchroom sitting by himself, he approached slowly.
Hearing those Logan's boots Clark lifted his head, and rolled his eyes back down to his plate, he suddenly lost his appetite. He had a feeling Marie had talked with the man earlier today, and saw the expression on his face after the argument. The lunchroom seemed to go suddenly silent as they saw the display fall into place. This was the first time since the boy's first visit that Logan actually sat next to him in a quite but good manner. Some whispered behind their backs, as they watched intently.
"How's it going kid?" Logan asked. Clark groaned in his throat; "What do you want?" He asked.
"I just want to make sure you're alright." Logan pointed out truthfully. Looking up in the man's eyes, he saw no trace of dishonesty in the man's face for the first time. Now he really wondered what Marie had talked to him about, and seeing they had a lot in common, he really didn't want to have any part of it, or for him to tell his life long story.
"I'm fine." Clark replied.
"Good; then you don't need anything else?" Logan pressured on.
"Why are you all of sudden concerned about my feelings?" Clark blurted out loudly. Half of the lunchroom turned to stare in utter silence once more hearing the conversation took a step up in quantity.
"Kid;" Logan paused now noticing half of the student body watching them. Sliding out of his seat he grabbed Clark by the arm tightly. Clark glared at him; "What are you doing?" Clark asked him.
"We have to talk." Logan told him sternly.
"Sure we do, and I'm Dr. Phil." Clark laughed a little in his under tone as they started to exit the lunchroom.
"Look! I don't want to make a scene, but since you've already started one, I'd suggest we take this outside." Logan growled at him feeling his anger rise. This kid was hard to boot and still didn't understand that love connection with Marie at all. As if responding without warning Clark went into Clark time, taking Logan just outside the basketball court. He saw the kid's in the lunchroom reaction to his powers, and all stood to watch them fly out the back door in under less than two seconds.
"Okay, Dr. Phil, tell me your story." Clark said annoyed with the man.
"I just want to keep an eye on you." Logan said to him. Seeing the kid's face fill with anger he realized he had already had said that a few days ago.
"Watch me?" Clark shouted in anger; "You've already caused enough hell to last me a life time!" Clark blurted out. Logan felt his teeth grind hard together trying to control himself.
"Look, if you can't understand that I'm trying to make up for what happened, then sure I'm a sucky Dr. Phil with issue that could screw your brain, but if I'm actually trying to help you out, then cool it kid." Logan growled.
"I don't have to listen to this." Clark said as he ran from Logan before he had a chance to open his mouth to respond.
"It's your own funeral kid." Logan said to himself as he placed his hands in his pockets and headed back into the school.
Magneto brought one of the long pieces of meteor rocks over to Marsh. They had moved about five of them into a room down the hall to melt them. Magneto had told the others to wait in the main office as they got everything ready. Marsh didn't mind being the head of the group, though he could tell Pyro was having trouble agreeing with those terms.
"Do you think ten will be enough?" Marsh asked him. Magneto nodded; "Whatever will make you and anyone else strong enough to pull this off, then make as many as you need." Magneto answered as he handed him half of the meteor rock. Watching Marsh place it in the fire and saw it melt slowly. Looking over at the other vials of meteor rock placed neatly in the small holder, they waited for the last bunch. It had taken them through lunch time to get them all done in a hurry. Magneto wanted to move out tonight, and with time running out for his plan, he wasn't sure if they'd get it done in the time they actually needed.
Hearing the door open Magneto turned to see Mystique walk over to them; "How does it look?" She asked.
"Good, we should be ready within the hour. I'll move the machine onto the truck before we head over to the school." He told her. Mystique nodded her head acknowledging his plan at work. She was ready, and could tell the others were as well; they had been waiting impatiently for the past hour for the damn meteor rocks to melt.
"Seven sounds good to me." Mystique said to him. Magneto smirked at her as he watched her leave the room.
Ian played with the small toy that sat on Magneto's desk awaiting further news from the boss. He turned his head to see Desiree playing with her hair, and Paul talking to him. Pyro was the only one who had started a conversation with him in the last half an hour. Ian could tell the kid had issue like he did, but he could plainly see his were permanent, unlike his power. He had forgotten how it had all started. He had grown up in Smallville and had researched his condition many times, but still didn't see the difference between his ability and Pyro's. The door in behind them hissed opened as they watched the tray roll into the center of the room. Vials of the meteor rocks glowed brightly over the dim lights that hung over the room.
"Ready everyone?" Marsh shouted loudly. Marsh grabbed three of the vials and popped the top off easily as he allowed the green liquid to flow down his throat. It still felt warm from being in the fire. Seeing it was the last ones he had made. Ian grabbed one and looked at Marsh uneasy about the side effects; "So what is this supposed to help me with?" Ian asked him.
"Since you can only split yourself in two. How about three or four, depending on how much of that stuff you drink." Marsh answered him as he swallowed another vial whole. Desiree glared at the green liquid intently still unsure herself of what it would do to her body. Magneto felt the uneasiness sweep the room.
"Okay this is how it works." Magneto paused; "If you guys are all from Smallville and were there during the meteor shower, or had some kind of contact with meteor rocks before hand, then this will enhance your abilities even more." Magneto told them. Seeing Desiree smile he watched the lady drink it slowly.
"What about you Paul?" Magneto asked. Paul looked at the man and then back at the vials; "I've never had connections with this stuff." He told him truthfully.
"Well, then we'll just have to see what happens right?" Magneto asked him. Paul opened it and gulped it down. Seeing Pyro in the corner of his eyes he grabbed the vial away from him; "You don't need it." Magneto said to him as he grabbed the vial away from him; "Why?" Pyro asked. If these people wanted more power, why couldn't he?
"Because it could do something crazy to your system, which could prevent your powers to go out of wack; and we don't need that right now." Magneto pointed out.
"He does have a point." Mystique added. Pyro growled angrily as he watched Magneto place the vial back into the holders they held them in.
"Alright, everyone ready?" Magneto asked. Everyone in the room gathered in the center, as they headed out of the room to the basement.
Clark had been in his room over the past five hours. No one had bothered him, or even worried about checking in on him. Pulling the dresser drawer open he saw the red ring sitting there on the bottom all by its self. It had been a while since he had thought of putting it back on. Remembering Kal'El, he liked him and though the haunts of his voice still echoed in his head, along with his father's wishes he slammed the door shut. Slowly unbuttoning his shirt to take a shower he moaned in pain as he felt his scar on his chest. When he did have the ring on it seemed to make his scar burn causing him pain that he had never dreamed of. This time it didn't really hurt, he was just tired and hated what his father had done to him. Trying to control him was out of the question, he would never allow his father to do so, but when he had that ring on it was as if his father was crying out to him through the scar, reminding him of his future and destiny that still had yet to take place.
Turning on the radio near the wall by the bathroom he turned the shower on allowing the hot droplets of water to flow over his hard skin. Seeing his reflection in the mirror he turned away suddenly hearing the distant callings of his father, before it had been Kal'El, now it was Jor'El, and he didn't like it. Ignoring it; he stepped inside turning up the shower. He wanted a hot shower, not some mediocre one. Hearing the rock music in the other room he didn't hear the door to the deck of his room swing open.
Ororo stood to the far corner of her students, as she watched them intently filling out the questions of the test. She had handed them a test a few moments ago, and could tell Marie was having hard time concentrating with hers. Seeing the empty desk next to her, Ororo sighed, wondering why Clark didn't show. He had been to every single night class so far, but the last two days he had been drifting again just like Logan always got the far away look in his eyes. Slowly walking up to Marie she knelt down beside her; "Would you like to take this test later?" Ororo asked her. Marie's eyes looked into her's and Ororo could see the water droplets form already in her chocolate brown eyes.
"You wouldn't mind would you?" Marie asked her. Ororo shook her head; "No that's fine." She paused and rested her hand on her arm; "It's not everyday I see you happy." She pointed out. With that Marie grabbed her items and slowly left the room. She caught Bobby's eye's following her out the doors, but she ignored it.
Mystique slowly moved to the night stand and started to look through it still hearing the shower on. She could smell the shampoo he was using from where she stood, and grinned. Slowly allowing her body to turn into Marie she stepped closer to the shower. Feeling the steam of the room hit her.
Her eyes widened seeing his body through the shower doors. Slowly walking into the bathroom she shut the door behind her allowing it to lock as silently as it could. Seeing him moving in the shower she slid behind the towel rack so that he couldn't see her, as she watched him grab for the soap.
Watching him turn around again facing the wall, she stepped closer. She had allowed March, Pyro, Ian and Paul to get through the door of the deck, before she had entered the bathroom. Magneto said this was the best time to get him. Some of the students were still at their night classes.
Charles looked up at Scott as he had just finished a small meeting with one of his students; "Hello Scott." Charles said with a smile. Before he said anything else his eyes widened; "Scott." Scott saw his expression; "I need everyone upstairs now." He ordered. Confused at first Scott looked at the man with a questioning look; "There here." Charles finished saying. With that alarm Scott ran out of the office down the hall to the study and almost tripped over Jones's feet. She looked right up at him as he saw her face suddenly become worried; "What's wrong Scott?" She asked as James came around the corner.
"We have trouble." Scott told them; "Do you know where Clark is?" Scott asked them.
"Last time I saw him was upstairs heading for his room. I think he's been in there all day." James answered him. Scott didn't like the sound of that, and headed for the stairs; "Scott I just heard what's wrong?" Ororo asked him. Did he have to explain to everyone what was going on?
"They are here; get the X-Men together. Where's Logan?" He asked.
"I think he's upstairs as well, but I'm not sure what he's doing." Ororo told him, as she ran in the opposite direction to get the others, "Hurry, it may already be too late!" Scott yelled, as he ran up the stairs fast. He just prayed that Logan smelled the danger in the area.
Reading the newspaper in the small sitting area of the school Logan lifted his head to find his nose smell a sweet sent of perfume. He knew it wasn't Marie's; this was different as he slowly turned in his chair. A young lady in a short red dress stood there up against the wall biting her nail.
"Can I help you?" Logan asked her. Desiree smiled and removed her hand from her mouth and started to walk over to him.
"Maybe;" She said, as she slid into the chair next to him allowing her leg to seductively lie on top of his knees. Logan sat up straight in his chair wondering why this lovely lady was here, and what she wanted.
"I do need help." She said in a low voice. Logan kind of liked this; "Sure, what is it you need?" He asked her. Desiree leaned forward now dropping her leg to the floor and placed her hand on his chest grabbing his shirt. Logan didn't have any problem with this stray beauty on his lap. Her brown eyes looked right into his blue ones as if to find some secret; "First I need this." Desiree said through her teeth as she leaned in for the kiss. The soft pink and purple with a hint of green dust flew into his nose and mouth. Logan took the kiss longer as it suddenly became passionate. Desiree let up slowly; "Would you be so kind as to help us down the hall?" Desiree asked him. Logan didn't even answer he nodded his head willing to agree to anything.
Feeling something touch his skin Clark suddenly turned around almost slipping to the floor of the shower. His eyes went wide as he saw Marie standing there before him; "Marie!" He said in shock.
"I wanted to come and see if you were okay." Marie told him. Mystique felt the sudden urge to kiss him; his body was warm to her touch as she brushed her hand along his shoulder. Clark backed away; "Marie." Clark didn't have time to do anything as she closed in on him blocking his way out of the shower.
Slowly she watched him lean down and kissed her lips. She moaned feeling the passionate pulse of the kiss go through her body. Feeling his opened skin on hers was something she thought would never happen. Moving slowly down her neck, Mystique pushed him up against the shower wall. As the romance continued without any clue of what was about to come next, feeling something hit his face, Clark fell out of the shower shattering the glass. Looking up at the figure he thought was Marie, he grabbed a towel as he reached for his clothes.
"You have a very good kiss." Marie said to him. Clark knew he was a good kisser, and Marie should already know that as well. Using his x-ray his vision widened in horror as he watching Marie turn back into Mystique; "You!" Clark yelled. Before Mystique could react he went into Clark time as he put on his clothes. Once he stopped he felt another hard kick hit his chin; "What are you doing here?" Clark asked as he braced himself; "Why, for you of course my dear." Mystique said in an English accent. Clark back up against the bathroom door and started to turn the handle. Finding it locked to his surprise he went for the lock in the center of the door knob. Mystique saw what he was about to do and grabbed a hold of his collar dragging him back onto the floor. Clark struggled in her strong grip; "Let go of me!" Clark yelled. This time he used his lower body strength and rolled back onto his back landing on his feet pushing his body upward with his hands, which caused Mystique to hit the wall off to his left knocking off the sink onto the floor as water sprayed all over.
"Sorry kid, but you have no choice." Mystique told him. Clark ran to the door this time went right through, as the door shattered into crappy pieces of firewood.
Scott froze where he stood in the hallway as the sound came to his ears. Turning around he saw NightCrawler, Storm, Bobby, and… He stopped; "Where is Logan and Marie?" He asked them.
"He was down the hall earlier." Bobby told him as they all turned to see the sitting area empty; "That's not good." Scott told them. Bobby rolled his eyes; "Well what are we waiting for?" He asked him.
They all ran to the end of the hall without another word. Finding the door still closed to Clark's room they went for the handle. Scott turned around to face NightCrawler; "Can you transport in there, let us know what's going on?" Scott asked him. NightCrawler nodded his head; "Sure." He answered and with that disappeared from their view with a loud pop sound that followed.
Once inside NightCrawler crawled the ceiling observing the area below. Seeing Clark standing there just beyond the bathroom he waved down to him; "NightCrawler!" Clark yelled. Before NightCrawler swung down to get him he saw three figures come from behind him. Jumping to the ground he grabbed Clark's shirt and through him to the other side of the room as the three went after him; "I don't think so." NightCrawler warned.
Ian looked at Paul as Paul looked at the other Ian, "What are you?" Ian asked seeing this blue clown come out of nowhere.
Outside the room Scott had enough waiting and aimed for the door. The optic blast shot through the room making a whole on the other side; "Nice one." Bobby teased as they all ran inside.
"Where's Clark?" Storm asked.
"Over there." Bobby answered as he pointed by the deck.
Marsh saw the fight going on inside, as he slowly got to the top of the deck. Turning to see Logan off to his right he smiled; "Decided to change sides huh?" Marsh asked him. Before he said anything Desiree showed up behind; "Nope, just a kiss you can't resist." She said to him. Marsh smiled; "Would you like to help me get ride of a bug problem?" Marsh asked him.
"Be glad to kid." Logan answered as his claws came out of his skin; March gulped seeing the sharp objects shin in the moon light.
Seeing Clark's back facing them this was going to be easier than he thought. Clark was too busy watching the fight on the other side of the room to even notice the five behind him. Suddenly feeling a little woozy he grinds his teeth at the pain pushing it back. He had felt it when he was by Ian, but didn't know why he felt kryptonite anywhere near here. Before he could turn around he felt strong hands grab him as cold metal brushed up against his skin; "Hello kid." Logan growled.
Clark's eyes went wide seeing Desiree in the corner of his eyes and knew what had happened; "Logan snap out of it!" Clark yelled in panic.
"This is the real me kid, if you can't take it then you're going to learn from it." Logan told him as he slashed his shoulder with his claw. Yelling in pain caused the whole room to suddenly fall silent. They had never witnessed Clark in agony like that before and turned to see blood dripping from his arm. March smiled at his friends and held up a piece of meteor rock.
"No!" Storm yelled as she flew over to them. Logan jumped at her knocking her down on the bed; "I'll hold them off!" Logan yelled over at Marsh; "Thanks." Marsh said as he grabbed Clark. Clark struggled but felt the kryptonite consume his abilities faster than he'd like it to. An evil smile spread across Marsh's face; "Remember me?" He asked Clark. Clark looked up into Marsh's face; "Don't do this." Clark pleaded. Marsh was suddenly going to enjoy watching him bleed, he had only seen him do it before, and smiled; remembering the long ago moment. Grabbing his collar he lifted him to his feet.
"You're coming with us whether you like it or not." Marsh told him. Taking Clark's arms behind his back Marsh pushed him outside to the deck throwing him down to the ground. Desiree came up by him and grabbed Clark's chin pulling his face up to hers; "I'm sure you wouldn't mind giving me a kiss would you?" Desiree asked him. Clark struggled out of Marsh's grip as he tried to super speed back into the room. This time he was blocked by three Ian's.
"Scott!" Clark yelled. Scott lifted his head to see the kid surround by his enemies along with some other form of rock. It must be those green meteor rocks he had been talking about earlier. Watching Clark fall to his knees again he aimed above the doors as he shattered the glass just above the three Ian's watching them fall to the ground; "Run kid!" Scott yelled over to him.
"NightCrawler, go get the kid;" Scott ordered.
"Bobby, freeze those Ian's." Scott told him. Bobby smiled; "With pleasure." He replied as ice flew over the three of kind still shielding themselves from the glass that had fallen.
Transporting outside onto the deck NightCrawler took hold of Clark. Seeing Marsh and Logan approaching him he knelt down on one leg swing his tall out from under him. Laughing childishly he saw the two men fall to their knees; "Come on Clark." NightCrawler told him seeing the green stone lying next to the kid. He kicked it away and flung to the ceiling still holding onto him. Marsh didn't like how this was turning out, seeing Logan still fighting with Storm he waved over to him; "Logan!" Marsh yelled as he pointed up to the ceiling. Logan looked up seeing NightCrawler holding Clark. Clark gulped watching the man swing into action. He was still woozy from the kryptonite and still needed NightCrawler to hold him up.
"Get ready kid." NightCrawler told him.
"Get ready?" Clark asked not bracing himself, as NightCrawler swung lose from the ceiling hitting the ground. Clark lost his hold on his back as he fell to the ground. Jumping back up he ran to the door of the room that went to the hallway. Storm was right behind him, as she went to grab him an arm snatched hold of hers swinging her back down to the ground. Clark didn't look back as he went into Clark time to head back down to the main level.
The halls were empty as he looked find a way to get out without them following him; "Going somewhere Kal'El?" A voice said behind him. Clark stopped in his tracks and turned around. He knew whom voice that was and saw Magneto stand there with Marie held by her throat.
"Don't hurt her!" Clark pleaded as he stepped forward. Marie tried hard to reach up and touch his face, but the man held her down with metal cuffs behind her back. Magneto smiled as he removed his other hand to reveal a long steel rod. Seeing Marie cry in panic, wasn't something Clark never wanted her to be in. Using his super speed he knocked Marie out of the man's grip sending her across the room hitting her head on the wall. Before he rushed over to her he saw the steel rod block his path; "I'd suggest you come quietly son, or your friends will get hurt." Magneto threatened him. Clark didn't listen to the threat as he ran over to Marie running underneath the rod. Growling angrily Magneto ripped the long rod apart in two round half's like a donut. Watching the kid help Marie's motionless body up he move his hand forward as he watched the two half pieces lock into place around Clark's body. Struggling to get up he smashed the wall in beside Marie; "Let me go!" Clark yelled as he tried prying the pieces apart. Magneto smiled; "I like your strength kid, it could help me out." He told him as he saw Clark look at him. Marsh had already joined his side with the pieces of kryptonite; "No!" Clark moaned as Marsh stepped closer to him; "We will enjoy your company Clark." Marsh told him; "Don't struggle." He said to him.
Upstairs everyone was still trying to get things under control, seeing no sign of Clark; Scott became uneasy, as he hit Ian in the face sending one of the three over the bed. Looking up he saw Logan shaking his head as if coming out of a trance; "Logan what happened to you?" Scott demeaned as NightCrawler transported over to the deck using his tale to knock Desiree over the railing.
"All I remember is a young lady trying to make out with me." Logan told him. His eyes widened seeing Clark's room in total chaos. The oak bed was turned up right; the wall looked like world war had gone off making a ton of holes in it. The bathroom door was ripped to shreds, and the door to the deck had been shattered. Steam still came from the bathroom as he could smell the shampoo spilled onto the bathroom floor, the shower had been destroyed, along with the sink ripped from the wall allowing water to spray all over the room.
"Where is Clark?" Logan asked. Scott shook his head; "I told him to leave the room seeing everyone in Magneto's gang was ganging up on him." Scott explained. Logan's face became worried, as he smelled the room.
"I'm going after him." Logan told Scott and was out the door before Scott to say anything.
Magneto walked over Clark's body as the kid moaned in pain; "See Kal'El I need your help, and you're only making it worse if you struggle." He told him as he leaned down in front of him. Clark growled through his teeth; "Why do you want me?" He asked.
"You'll soon see." Magneto told him. Clark didn't like the sound of that as he moved his hand upward moving Clark off the ground.
Logan watched the man he hated drag Clark out of the school. He couldn't let that happen as he jumped off of the balcony, knocking Marsh off his feet; "You!" Logan said through his teeth. Magneto laughed as he pushed Clark up against the wall as he placed the rock they had made into a necklace around his neck. Turning to face Logan he opened his hands as he watched Logan growl helplessly.
"I see your trying to make up for something you did wrong." Magneto said to him.
"Let the kid go. You're killing him." Logan said to him.
"Suppose I am, I still need him." Magneto replied; "I see he's still alive, so that clearly tells me he's still hanging on to live life." Magneto told him. Logan growled louder; "I'd think about your rash motives before you attack." Magneto pointed out, as he pulled Clark away from the wall. Still woozy and sick from the kryptonite around his neck he saw Logan trying so hard to free himself; "Come on kid, you can break free!" Logan shouted. Clark didn't respond as Marsh finally got up and walked right underneath Logan outside.
Once outside Magneto waited for everyone to join him. He turned to see Justin pull the cargo truck up to the side of the road, as he watched Ian jump from the balcony along with two other Ian's being thrown from within the room. Desiree was already walking out the double doors of the school blowing a goodbye kiss to Logan; "It was fun." She said to him. Logan screamed at her as he still struggled to get free from Magneto's grip. Seeing the Justin wave to them, they had to hurry. Clark saw the black truck which reminded him of those large army cargo trucks that held large items inside. He had a sick feeling fall over him, and it wasn't just the kryptonite around his neck.
Watching the door swing open he felt his body being thrown inside. His eye sight was still trying to focus on who was getting inside along with him, and tried to sit his body upright, but a strong hand held him down on the ground; "I think not." Marsh said as he sat next to him. Watching the door shut on them, darkness filled the room; "No!" Clark yelled in agony, as he felt a fist hit his face as everything went black.
End of Chapter fifteen
Authors Notes - I hope you've all enjoyed this chapter. I was going to add more, but I'll add whatever I didn't add in this chapter in the next one. I'm so excited to start book two, but I have two more chapters to finish. I hope this will make up for the short chapters… I think this is probably the longest one yet. Please review me, my friend and I love to have reviews. Oh, she'll be updated The Black Skull very soon… Smiles** Thanks so much so far. Have fun.
