TITLE: Come Save Me
DISCLAIMER: This is my 2nd fan fiction written by me but based on the TV series of Smallville (Around Season 2-3). No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's headnote: Thank you everyone for your lovely reviews, I really appreciate them. Without them, I would have stopped writing these chapters and let my first chapter rot. So thank you!
CHAPTER SEVEN – NOCTURNE PART II
"Looks like our secret guy has got a weird name," Giselle whispered to Clark. "Byron… I like that."
Clark ignored her. He was more into watching Lana and the stranger, Byron. Suddenly, Byron approached Lana quickly. Without thinking, Clark leaped out from the tree and jumped onto Byron tackling him to the ground. Giselle gasped and quickly covered her mouth with her freezing cold hand.
"CLARK!" Lana screamed at him. She rushed over and tried to pry Byron away from Clark's grip. Giselle, on seeing that Lana was having some difficulty of doing so, ran to them. She used her super strength (which she had gotten control of last week) and pulled Clark away from Byron. Both Giselle and Clark stumbled onto the cold moist grass.
For a moment, all four of them were on the ground with Lana holding Byron's arm and Giselle holding Clark's.
At the Talon, Clark, Giselle and Byron walked towards the table nearest to the counter while Lana prepared some warm coffee. Giselle felt a need to get up and help Lana but at the same time, she had a feeling that both boys might start fighting if they were left alone.
"Hey, I'm sorry about what happened back there," Clark apologised to Byron. Byron nodded at him and smiled.
"It's okay, Lana should have a protective boyfriend like you to watch over her." Byron replied and turned to look at Giselle.
"Hi, I'm Giselle" Giselle introduced herself, sticking her hand out to him. He took it and Giselle felt the warmth in his hands. Despite his pale white skin, he seemed like a nice harmless man with warmth in his green eyes and hands.
"Byron, Clark and I are just friends," Lana said, as she walked over with a tray of four steaming hot coffees. She distributed them to each one of them.
"So, why the love letters?" Giselle asked Byron, feeling a pang of jealousy as she noticed how cute this guy looked. Byron looked from Clark to Lana.
"I guess every young and beautiful girl out there deserves to know that they actually mean something to someone." Byron replied simply, sipping his coffee.
"I take it that I'm not one of them." Giselle said, adding some sarcasm so that she wouldn't sound hurt. Indeed, she was. I mean, hello, there's another girl at the table!
"No, no. I mean, yes, you are. It's just that this is the first time I've seen you around," Byron quickly replied. "Your silky ebony hair, my lady oh so fair, your moonlit pale skin, which soothes the soul within."
"Wow, that was beautiful." Giselle praised him.
"Where do you normally get your poems from?" Clark asked, wiping some coffee stains from the sides of his mouth.
"Shakespeare. But the one I recited to Giselle was one that I just made up." Byron answered, finishing his coffee and now starting on some muffins.
"It's odd but I don't feel sleepy now. Especially when it's almost morning." Lana announced to everybody, opening her mouth and trying to yawn.
However, this statement caused Byron to raise his eyebrows suddenly and he looked around for a clock.
"Oh no, what time is it?" Byron asked around.
"It's an hour till sunrise. Why?" Giselle told him, showing her unique digital/analogue watch. Byron abruptly got up and broke into a jog towards the Talon's exit.
"No! My parents will kill me!" Byron exclaimed and ran out of the Talon with Lana calling out to him:
"Byron! WAIT!"
Lana ran out after him with Clark following her and with Giselle following Clark.
When Clark, Lana, and Giselle had reached Byron's house, a middle-aged woman who had the same pale skin and green eyes as Byron was in a night gown and waiting by the old mouldy door steps. She frantically waved at her son who was running towards the house.
"Hurry! Hurry, before he comes!" the woman yelled. She nudged her son into the house but another man who was much bigger than Byron emerged from the house. He had a shotgun and pointed it towards Byron's head. On seeing this, Clark stepped up.
"Hey! Why are you doing this to him?" Clark yelled at the father now pointed the gun away from his son's head and towards Clark.
"Get in!" the father snarled at his son, pushing him into the house with the back of the shotgun.
"HEY! Stop that!" Lana yelled at him. Lana and Clark ran towards the man who advanced fiercely towards the teens. Giselle followed behind.
"Stop treating Byron like that!" Lana shouted at him. The man frowned deeply and pointed the gun at her. Clark stepped in between of them shielding Lana from the gun.
"GET OFF MY LAND BEFORE I REPORT YOU FOR TRESPASSING!" Byron's father screamed at them. Clark backed off, taking Lana's hand and guiding her away from the father. Giselle followed beside Clark.
Author's footnote: I hope this chapter went well. I tried to write it with what I could remember from the "Nocturne" episode. I think I still need around 4-5 parts of Nocturne to finish off the whole episode story. Stay tuned.
