Smallville
The Evil Legend
Taken Over: Book 2
Chapter One - Incarcerated
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Lana looked out the window of her father's house. Henry Small had allowed her to stay off work for a good month's pay. Which LexCorp didn't mind seeing they were busy finding out who did run the company? Seeing Helen was their only abundance they had taken it, but a few days later Lionel had entered the picture looking through files and paper work to cover up something he apparently didn't want Helen to find out. Small tears trailed down her cheeks. She made herself forget about Clark, and forget what they had a few months ago, but it still lingered in her swollen heart. Chloe was another mystery as well. It had been weeks since she had heard from her, and Pete was the only one staying in contact with her since she had left. He made daily trips to the Talon to make sure everything was in working order, and that the assistant manager was doing her job well. He informed her that business was booming and she didn't have to worry about anything. Though she still did even though her father tried to get it out of her head it wasn't working.
Walking downstairs, she stopped to see Henry sipping his morning coffee. He hadn't been sleeping very well since the divorce, which she didn't blame him. After everything she had tried to do to bring his marriage back up. It all seemed to crumble right under their hands before they could both say something to Jennifer. Henry knew his wife, and the thing that bothered him the most was that she made her priorities on his shoulders instead of her own. This had made things worse between Lana and Henry. Some nights even though they were together left uncomfortable silences which hadn't been mended yet. Seeing the sunrise peek through the skyscrapers of Metropolis, Lana walked over to the counters to get something to eat. She sighed heavily wondering why in the world they were both up at the crack of dawn. This was not a normal routine, and Henry knew Lana stayed up late crying most of the time, though last nights out all of them he found it odd that she hadn't cried living him with rings around his eyes worrying.
The small house was nice and a lot neater than the house he had back in Smallville. The white kitchen had a comfy feel to it when you walked in. The soft colored counter tops rounded the room out into the family room on the left side of the house. Cupboards hung down right above the counter over the small bar that outstretched into the family room. Lana leaned over the island in the middle of the kitchen and grabbed a yogurt that was sitting next to Henry. Looking up at the newspaper in his hand her eyes went wide seeing the heading; 'Mutant's Annihilate Liberty Island.' Before Henry could read another sentence he felt the paper being ripped from his hands; "Hey!" He laughed a little as he saw his daughter tear through the paper like it was a life or death situation.
"Sorry, I just saw the headline. It sounded like something Chloe would be into." Lana replied fast to cover up her own interest. Henry nodded his head; "Sure." He added with a smile and sipped his coffee as he got up from the island; "I'll be in the living room." Henry informed her. Lana nodded her head acknowledging him. He shook his head wondering why teens were so obsessed with news today.
Lana read as fast as she could to see any sign of Clark's name in the paper. Sure she had thought of looking around Metropolis and she had, but nothing was found and no one she ran into that he might encounter knew whom she was talking about. She had totally forgotten that Chloe had talked about how Clark got emails from Dr. Swann, and knowing that his name was mentioned in the paper she began to wonder if he went there instead of Metropolis. The pictures were hard to make out, but most of them were taken the day after the destruction that had happened on the Fourth of July. Hearing the TV on in the other room she walked over to the computer in the small computer room they had down the hall. She knew Henry wouldn't follow her and she liked that about him.
Pulling her hair back she sat down in the chair and turned on the computer. While she waited the phone rang loudly next to her; "Lana can you get that!" Henry shouted loudly in the next room; "Got it!" Lana yelled back.
"Lana;" Chloe's voice sounded quiet on the other end.
"Chloe;" Lana said amazed that the girl finally called her; "Where have you been?" Lana asked now wondering what she was doing behind her back.
"I'm at a school in New York. My friend and I were wondering if we could stay with you for a week or so." Chloe asked her. Lana could tell she was trying to hide something, but she didn't ask; "Sure. Henry wouldn't mind the company, and I miss hanging out with you." Lana told her honestly. She had missed the long nights they had stayed up talking about a dark handsome knight in their lives that seemed to disappear whenever he wanted to say something important.
"When do you think you'll be here?" Lana asked her.
"Sometime tonight I hope. I need to call someone first to get a flight back, and that is unless he wants me to do something else before I leave." Chloe said trying to pick her words carefully. Lana knew something was going up and Chloe was trying to avoid telling her that.
"Okay I'll see you then." Lana assured her as they ended their conversation. Hanging up the phone she headed back into the living room; "Henry." Lana began seeing he was already sucked into the TV show on the box. Slowly moving his head from the TV he smiled at his daughter; "Yeah." He answered.
"Chloe's staying with us tonight with a friend;" Lana told him; "What?" Henry asked now wondering himself what Chloe was up to.
"Did she say why?" Henry asked. Lana shook her head; "She wasn't giving me any details, and that's what worries me. But hopefully we can find out once she gets here." Lana told him hopefully.
"You said she's bringing a friend. Who is this friend?" Henry asked. Lana shook her head; "She didn't tell me. Just that she was at a school in New York helping out some man with business." Lana added. That was all she knew as well, but she was glad Henry didn't further the conversation; "Alright, but I want to know once they are here. I don't want to run into trouble and not know what's going on." Henry said to her firmly. Lana nodded in agreement; "Yes sir." She answered.
~*~
Dr. Swann rolled down the halls of Xavier's school. He had heard what had happened to Clark and knew he had to inform his family on the news. Being kidnapped for other purposes was something he didn't want that boy to fall into, but it did happen. Entering one of the main offices Dr. Swann waited for a student to finish their phone call before he took it. After this phone call he'd make a few other ones to see who was behind this kidnap. As he waited he saw Logan enter the room; "Who are you calling?" Logan asked him.
"The Kent's;" Dr. Swann answered him as he watched the student finally finish their conversation and left the room; "Clark's parents?" Logan asked doubtfully they'd want to help at all.
"Yes. I know for a fact that they want to know what's going on." Dr. Swann told him. Before Dr. Swann dialed any number at all it rang loudly through the office. Logan jumped from the first ring. Dr. Swann looked at Logan with a questioning look; "Answer it." Logan told him. Slowly Dr. Swann hit the speaker it up just as he was about to answer it Professor Xavier entered the office and glared right at him. Dr. Swann nodded understanding his concern and answered; "Hello." Dr. Swann said slowly. There was an empty silence for a second as he waited until a voice that he knew came to his ears; "Hello. Dr. Swann. This is Mr. Luthor." Lionel waited for the man to respond.
"Yes Mr. Luthor, hello." He acknowledged.
"I believe you and I share something in common that you'd be able to help me out with." Lionel started to say. He didn't want to be forward in their conversation as he continued; "I know you've been looking for life outside our universe and from what I've heard is that you've found your answer. Is this true Doctor?" Lionel asked knowing he had the doctor right where he wanted him. Dr. Swann swallowed hard as he looked over at the Professor for advice. All Xavier did was smile knowing full well what he was going to answer back; "Only tell him what you have to." Logan added breaking the silence. He already didn't like Lionel. He knew the man's silence repetition, and wasn't about to hand Clark's life over to that mad man.
"Mr. Luthor. Yes I've been searching for life outside our universe, but do you think a billionaire like your and I would go around blurting it out amongst others?" Dr. Swann asked him.
"The world must know of the information you've acquired Dr. Swann, why not allow others to see it." Lionel went on further just to see if the Doctor would slip any information out from his tongue without realizing it.
"If it comes down to that, then yes I would share information, but I have nothing of interest to you Mr. Luthor." Dr. Swann answered. Lionel was getting intolerant with the man, and knew the only way he could get anything from him would be to either unleash his secret or threaten him, either way it would spill the beans right on the table for him, and he'd be in heaven.
"Dr. Swann. You don't understand that you're putting your own life at palisade here." Lionel paused to hear any withdraw from the doctor on the other end; "I'll give you three days, or a good client of yours will be tested." Lionel threatened him. Dr. Swann mouth opened; "Mr. Luthor." Dr. Swann began to respond to his threat but the man had already hung up. Logan's claws came out from his hands and clawed the phone angrily at the mad man; "He already has him." Logan pointed out, knowing those threats all too well.
"I wouldn't call his parents Dr. Swann." Xavier told him; "I'll see if they are alright with Cerebro, and I'll try and find out where Clark is, if Lionel does have him." Xavier told him honestly. Dr. Swann felt like he was swindled just to deliver more evidence on Clark would only make Lionel want to keep Clark longer. He didn't want to see the picture in his head. He had become very good friends with the boy, even though he didn't know very much about him. They had tried to email each other from time to time, but there still was a void in their friendship. Something he'd fully tell him, but others like family issues he'd hide away in the emails saying everything was fine. Now he knew there was more going on at home, and from what it looked like he had to do something, and maybe even call a friend in Gotham City for help as well.
"Charles." Dr. Swann rolled over to him as they entered the main hallway; "I'll be in my room making a few calls if you need me." Dr. Swann told him.
"Don't blame yourself." Xavier felt the man's betrayal on Clark and was making a fast move to save him. "Don't make any rash conformity. We can help you." He told the doctor sincerely. Dr. Swann nodded understanding the professor, but he still had to make the call; "I still have to do this." Dr. Swann told him, with that he went to the elevator to head up to his private room the professor had made shortly after they became fast friends.
~*~
Peter walked down the halls of the building that Lionel had placed together to hold Clark Kent along with Magneto. The halls were empty as dim lights hung on the walls just above his head. He could here the humming of the air conditioned flowing through the rooms and halls. It had a gothic layout that he didn't really care for. The dark colors that blended into each other and weird paintings hung on the walls for a more elaborate welcome, but Peter didn't feel that warm welcome from any of the barbaric paintings on the walls. The dark landscape of them left a haunting feeling deep within his gut. Only a few windows were near the entrance way as he made his way to the basement of the building. He could tell Lionel wanted this to look like a worn down building, so that it wouldn't draw attention to the outsiders who wanted to come in.
The building was made just on the outside of the city of Metropolis. It sort of looked like a hospital from outside, but once you walked in you knew right away it wasn't. Seeing Dr. Conners at the end of the hallway he joined him with a warm handshake; "Hello Dr. Conners." Peter said with a smirk.
"I'm glad you come." Dr. Conners replied; "You didn't have any trouble at the university?" He asked him; "No, they allowed this as extra credit sort of." Peter answered him. The doctor nodded his head; "Good. Then come this way." He moved his hand forward allowing Peter to move off to the right down the hall.
"My client that is funding the research here has just informed me to start in three days." Dr. Conners pointed out. As they walked down the hall Peter noticed cells that in lined the hallway, and seeing most of them empty crossed his mind.
"Is Clark Kent here?" Peter asked still feeling somewhat guilty for what he did. He couldn't grasp it yet, but something told him this was wrong, but he couldn't do anything about that now.
"Yes, he's down the hall here." Dr. Conners answered. About five minutes later they were in front of his cell. Peter's eyes widen seeing the young man laying there unmoving; "How come he's still knocked out?" Peter asked him.
"We are still not sure, but the other researchers think something is protecting him." He paused; "I've already ordered them to draw warm water into the pool downstairs." Dr. Conners told him. Peter's eyes widened; "There's another basement to this place?" Peter asked him in shock. Now he wondered what his faithful client wanted him to do to the kid, he couldn't picture himself under experiments of any kind.
"Yes. The client that helped me do research has been kind to make several commendations for you and myself. Our rooms are on the top floor." He paused and smiled at Peter, glad they were actually working together rather than in a small classroom office discussing reptile genetics; "Oh when I sent you that email at The Daily Bugle I placed some wrong information on Clark Kent." Dr. Conners started to explain; "What do you mean wrong?" Peter asked confused. He had to remind himself to crawl around the place later to find any other means of notified authorization of kidnapping. After he had helped Dr. Conners out in New York he knew it was great, but after meeting Clark in his weak state, he felt worse betraying the young man like himself. By the way Marie watched him take him away made him realize something else larger was going on, and he had to find out. The best way to do that was to play by ear down in this building. His spider scène had been going off on and off all day long, and to the point where he had headaches.
"His middle name, I typed it in wrong. It's actually Clark Joseph Kent." Dr. Conners finished explaining. Peter nodded, and then looked back at the doctor; "Isn't that Lex Luthor's middle name to? Peter asked. Dr. Conners checked his clipboard that he had on Lex as well. "Why yes. How did you know?" Dr. Conners asked him wondering; "I also help out a newspaper, we get news." Peter pointed out with a smile; "Okay, well I'm going to head off to the office and make a few calls, and get that hot water started." Dr. Conners told him.
"Okay tell me when you get started." Peter said to him, as he watched Dr. Conners smile and slip away in an office down the hallway; "Time to see whom his client is." Peter said to himself as he jumped onto the ceiling and moved fast between corridors.
~*~
Helen sat behind her desk at Luthor manor, as she allowed her new friends to roam the place. She was kind of glad that Mystique wanted to help out, but she also knew the lady wanted her boss back. She could tell the women had a lot of anger for what Lionel did, and Lionel wasn't going to get out of this the easy way. Mystique had heard about Helen and Lex, and knew the lady was more than egger to help them out, but as in following through with the whole plan, Mystique had to talk to Marsh and make sure they had a well back up plan.
Seeing newspaper articles of Bruce Wayne lying out on the desks Mystique picked one up and studied his strong features that were well endowed. She laughed lightly and placed it back down on the desk; "Are you planning on visiting Mr. Wayne?" Mystique asked her as she sat the article down in front of her. Helen shrugged and moved over to the safe that Lex had in the room where they had placed Clark's blood veil inside, but she knew Lionel was now in position of it.
"I may. I have heard rumors that my so-called-husband may still be alive, and if he was anywhere it would be with Bruce." Helen paused; "But Mr. Wayne is smart enough not to tell me." Helen told her honestly.
"Why don't I go as an undercover reporter?" Mystique asked her. Helen looked at the women; "Can I trust you?" Helen asked. Mystique leaned on the leather couch in the room; "You really don't have anyone else here in the room to trust." Mystique pointed out to her.
"Fine, go and set up the appointment, but if you find out anything on Clark or Lex report back to me." Helen ordered; "Oh, who are you going to go as?" Helen asked wondering herself. Slowly Helen watched as the lady turned into the young reporter from Smallville High; "I think if Lex is really there he'd be shocked to see one of his friends show up." Mystique told her honestly. Helen smiled; "That would work out fine; Miss Sullivan was doing work for Lionel as well, so we can make them believe she is in two places at once." Helen smiled thinking of a great way to get rid Chloe Sullivan. The young reporter was a good friend with Clark, and what better ways to have him go after her if she got into trouble.
"I'll make some arrangements later today, and I'll be sure to hand them to you once we know where Mr. Wayne is." Helen told her honestly. Mystique smiled; "I'll be at the Torch." Mystique told her.
"Wait a minute; the school is closed for the summer." Helen informed her; "There's a small computer room downstairs if you'd like to use one of those." Helen offered her.
"Good." Mystique finished the conversation, as she slowly walked out of the room.
~*~
Lionel Luthor stood on the top of the building outside of Metropolis. The helicopter stopped slowly as he glanced up at Dr. Conners; "I hear you wanted to see me." Lionel yelled over the choppers wings; "Yes!" Dr. Conners yelled.
"We have him in the pool now, but Parker has gone missing." Dr. Conners began to tell him.
"Why did you get him involved?" Lionel asked him.
"Because he was helping me back at the university on the study of reptile blood samples to grow human body parts faster." Dr. Conners explained.
"Look Dr. Conners I made myself clear that I didn't want any of this getting out in the open, and if your friend as so much breaths a word to this to his so-called friend Spider-Man. I want a search party out there to get him." Mr. Luthor said to him upset.
"I will try to do that." Dr. Conners answered as they entered the building.
Peter slowly made his way through the building as he carried some highly important information on Dr. Conner's friend. He had been going through papers and files all night to find out why he was so different. Come to find out after looking at the small amount of files and disks, that Clark Kent was more than human. He also had seen what they were planning on doing to him, and now he felt completely awful about what he did.
Flinging the bag over his shoulder he climbed on the ceiling over the pool of water where they were lowering him in. Watching silently he saw Dr. Conners and Lionel Luthor step into the room. His heart sunk even more seeing the man with his friend. A man that couldn't be trusted, or counted on and yet here he was along side Conners. As the ice cube finally reached the steaming hot water of the pool he saw Clark's chest. His face widened seeing the scar on it light up. It reminded him so much of E.T., but he knew this kid wasn't E.T. Was he in pain, was he contacting someone else outside of Earth? He had all these questions going through his head. Still amazed that the ice wasn't melting in over hundred degrees temperature of pure hot water, he saw Lionel's face turn red with anger.
"It's not even putting a dent in that ice cube." Lionel said forcefully.
"There could be a logical explanation." Dr. Conners answered him taking in a deep breath.
"Well you better find out why the ice cube keeps repairing its self." Lionel demanded; "I'll be in Smallville using that key to get more answers." Lionel informed him; "You better have him on that machine by the end of today." Lionel ordered.
"I'll call you on any change." Dr. Conners told him taking a deep breath as he watched the man leave the room; "So much for doing read outs." Dr. Conners said to himself as he left the room.
Peter jumped down from the ceiling, and walked up to the pool and watched. Every time the first layer of ice melted off the cube it was replaced by a lead based cover. He was very surprised that whatever was protecting Clark knew what they were doing. Getting closer to the pool he saw an octagon shape imprinted on the lead covering the ice. He smiled brightly knowing he was the only one that was going to open that icebox, and get Clark out of that hell hole if his life depended on it. Hearing the door open once more, Peter jumped back onto the ceiling praying that the doctor wouldn't find out by the time he got back.
End of Chapter One
Authors Notes: Hey everyone. It's your favorite crossover here. Please send me some reviews, and I'll try to have chapter two done over spring break. But have an awesome week. Please tell me what you think. Smiles…
Special Thanks to: Wallflower23, Kara, and Jenny for editing…
Note: Chapters will take longer between the months of March and April because of college classes. So please allow me the time to go through and edit each one so fewer errors will appear. Thanks.
