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Chapter Two: Lives Changed Forever
Clark drifted in and out of consciousness for the next several hours. The close proximity of small amounts of Kryptonite was just enough to drain him completely. He had heard Dr. Swann's voice right before he was pulled from his mother's arms, and thrown into the back of a truck.
The next thing he knew he was in a small room with lead walls. There was a single mattress on the floor, covered with a thin gray blanket, and in the corner was a toilet and sink, with only a drape separating them from the rest of the small room. An extra bright light was shining directly at the drape, probably to outline his shadow behind the thin drape. He found he was wearing brilliantly white scrubs, with no socks or shoes. As he looked around the room, he found that no matter where he was in the room, at least one camera was always on him. He didn't know how long he lay on the bed before they came. When they did, they just came and grabbed him. As soon as the door opened, Clark felt the effects of the Kryptonite that they all wore. It seemed to be just enough to stun him, but not enough to kill him. He tried to escape them, but knew it was useless. He barely had the energy to stand. He immediately started pleading with them.
"Please, leave me alone! Where am I? What do you want with me?" he yelled. But his cries fell on deaf ears. The multiple guards just ignored him. He looked around, and saw the guards everywhere, outside the door, in the hallway, and outside the room that he was taken into.
They talked only to each other, as if he wasn't there. His questions and pleas didn't stop, but they still didn't get answer. He was unceremoniously thrown onto a gurney and strapped down. He looked around this new room, and saw countless surgical supplies, and equipment. The room was filled with needles, computer screens, scalpels, microscopes, and vials of green, red, and black liquids. The next few hours were just the start of something that he would never forget, but would try for the rest of his life.
"What just happened? We have to call the police!" Four different people simultaneously asked this question. It just confused them more to see that Pete and Mrs. Kent didn't seem to have the same urgency.
Martha just stared at where the truck had been minutes before, in shock. Pete looked at his friends, trying to think of what to tell them. He looked over to Mrs. Kent, trying to get some help.
Martha seemed to suddenly snap out of it. "No. We can't call the police, at least not yet. They will ask too many questions, its not safe. Pete, I need you to call Jonathan and tell him what happened; that he needs to get over here." Martha didn't know where this strength and calmness was coming from, all she knew was she needed her husband.
"Excuse me, but you saw what just happened here, Mrs. Kent. Why aren't you wanting to do something to get Clark back!" Lois asked. Chloe, Lana and Jason stood behind Lois, seeming to be thinking the exact same thing.
"Look, as soon as Jonathan gets here, we'll tell you...everything. You all deserve the truth after this." With that, they all sat down, waiting for Mr. Kent.
When Jonathan arrived, he immediately ran over to his wife, who began to cry. "They took him, Jonathan! Some men came, with Kryptonite, and they just took him!" Martha cried. Jonathan looked around at the tear stained faces of the girls, and then at Jason and Pete. "Are you all okay? They didn't hurt you, did they?" Jonathan asked them all.
Pete spoke up for the group, "No, that Dr. Swann guy came in after the armed guards, and said he didn't want to hurt anyone, he only wanted Clark."
"He said that he only wanted 'Kal-el'. What did that mean?" Chloe asked. Of course Chloe, the inquisitive reporter had picked up on that.
"We were all just held at gun point and then those gun toting maniacs kidnapped your son! Tell me why we aren't on the phone with the police right now!" Jason and Lana both asked.
Martha looked at her husband, "They all deserve to know, and after what they just went through, and what all they saw."
Mr. Kent knew she was right, and sat down, preparing himself for a long night, full of questions.
"To explain what just happened, it would be easier to start at the beginning. Clark...isn't human. His spaceship's landing was disguised by the meteor shower, 13 years ago. He has had to hide his special gifts, his super speed and hearing, x-ray vision, his heat vision, super strength, and everything else about himself. His only weakness is the meteor rocks; they drain his power, and could possibly even kill him. The man that took him, the man in the wheelchair, his name is Dr. Virgil Swann. He knew about Clark, and actually intercepted and interpreted a message from Clark's biological parents from the time of the meteor shower. Now we know that we never should of trusted him." Jonathan looked away as he finished his speech. Lana, Jason, Chloe and Lois were all looking at him like he was crazy. They knew he had to be telling them the truth, but it all seemed just too incredible.
"So Kal-el is Clark's real name?" Chloe asked, the first to be able to recover her voice.
It was Martha that forced herself to answer this new set of questions. "Yes, that is Clark's birth name. We know that his biological parents, Lara and Jor-el sent him here because Jor-el says it is part of Clark's destiny.
Martha, Jonathan and Pete spent the rest of the night explaining the mystery of Clark Kent.
