Nothing Left- Part 11
"Ahhh, Clark, don't tell me that in good conscience your girlfriend, your friends, and your parents would leave you alone to fend for yourself, with you being paralyzed and everything,"Mike said now moving so Clark could see him. "My parents are upstairs so leave before you get yourself in trouble,"Clark lied. "No, I don't think anyone's home. In fact, I know they aren't. I've been staking out this place. I know they're gone. See now I figure that the police knows who did this to you so instead of just killing you, I'm going to need some money to get out of the country and hide for the rest of my life. So, I'm going hold you for ransom and then kill you. You can't stop me for two reasons. Number one, you're paralyzed. Number two, I have your weakness. Ya know what? . . . I think you know enough for now." He walked over, took a rock out of his pocket, and smacked Clark in the face with it, knocking him out. Hey Barry," Mike yelled. Barry walked through the screen door. "Help me carry him to the truck. You get his feet,"Mike instructed.
They carried him to the truck. "I'll be back," Mike said. He hopped up the front porch steps and entered the house. He walked over to the counter. He took out the ransom note and laid it down. "Ha ha. Easy money." He ran out of the house and into the truck. They drove down the driveway and onto the main road. As they turned to go left, Chloe was in her car and she turned toward the Kent farm. She knocked on the door and didn't hear anyone inside, but strangely the door was standing wide open. She opened the door and saw the wheelchair by the couch, without Clark in it. She went upstairs to his bedroom and he wasn't in there either. She went back down stairs and noticed the envelope on the counter. It was addressed TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN, so she opened it.
Mr. And Mrs. Kent:
I'm sure you know who I am. I'm the kid who attacked Clark at the pool. I have taken Clark while you were out and he was unattended.
"Oh my god,"Chloe whispered in shock.
If you ever want to see your son alive again you will pay me a million dollars. I will be in touch to instruct you where to take the money. Remember I am dangerous and not afraid to harm your son if you don't give me my demands. Don't do anything stupid that will end in the death of your son.
"I have to tell Mr. And Mrs. Kent." Chloe spotted that note to Clark right next to her hand on the counter. She realized she would find Lana and Pete at the Talon and they'd know what to do.
She drove as fast as her car would go. She stopped at a screeching halt in front of the Talon. She ran inside.
Lana and Pete looked up as she burst through the doors. "Chloe what's wrong?"Pete asked. "It's Clark. He's been taken."Chloe said panting. Lana eyes got wide and she felt faint. "What do you mean he's been taken?"Lana asked worriedly in a low, shocked voice. Chloe showed them the note. As she read the note, she began to shake and she dropped it out of her hands, fell to her knees and started to cry. Pete got on his knees and hugged Lana as she sobbed on his shoulder. Chloe leaned against the counter and covered her tear stained face with her hands. Pete pulled back from Lana and asked Chloe, "Does Mr. And Mrs. Kent know?" She shook her head no, "They're at the produce market." Lana wiped her eyes. "Let's go. We'll take my car. They'll know what to do," Lana said between sobs. She grabbed her coat and the note and walked out of the talon while Pete and Chloe followed close behind. The Kent's were about 20 miles away and Lana sped to get there. They all hopped out of the car and ran to the Kent's stand. "Lana, what's wrong?"Martha asked seeing Lana's red puffy eyes and bleeding mascara. Lana handed her the ransom note and Martha fell into Jonathon's arms as she sobbed. After grieving for a few minutes and long enough for Martha to be able to stand on her own, they all headed to the police station to figure out what to do.
"Mr. And Mrs. Kent, we can setup search parties for your son, we'll tap the phone lines in your home so if he calls we can trace the call, also we'll setup roadblocks and do everything humanly possible to find your son. Do you know what he was wearing when he was taken?" The sheriff asked. "Uh, Lana was with him last,"Mrs. Kent told the sheriff. "Ms. Lang?"Sheriff switched her eyes to Lana. "He was wearing black warm-up pants that button down the side, a white t-shirt, and a navy blue jacket,"she told the sheriff. "We'll need a picture of Clark to send out to police stations in Kansas to be on the lookout for him. Does Clark still not have use of his legs?"the sheriff asked. "Yes, he still can't walk,"Jonathon informed her. "We'll need to set up a headquarters at your home if that's alright." Martha and Jonathon slowly nodded. At that moment the door burst open and a very familiar bald billionaire came walking in the door. "I came as soon as I heard. When was he taken?" Lex asked. "This afternoon,"Lana answered. "I'll have my private investigators flown in to Smallville in an hour and I'll do everything to get him back, Mr. and Mrs. Kent,"Lex said sympathetically. "Thank-you, Lex. We appreciate your hospitality,"Martha said thankfully. "Well let's get back to the house in case they call us," Jonathon said.
Jonathon, Martha, Pete, Lana, Chloe, Lex, the sheriff, and two deputies all drove back to the Kent farm. When they all arrived in their vehicles they two black SUVs parked by the barn. Four men dressed in top of the line suits got out of the vehicle and walked over to Lex. "Hello Mr. Luthor. What can we do for you? Your call sounded urgent so we arrived as quickly as possible here,"the man in the middle said. "Here is a file on the Kent boy. I want two of you to watch the house and make sure it's safe and the other two of you are to find him as quickly as possible,"Lex ordered. He leaned in to whisper in the middle man's ear, "The quicker you find the more money you'll be paid, understand?" He nodded and two of them got in the first SUV and left. The other two walked in different directions around the house. "Let's go inside and sheriff you can get set up,"Jonathon told them.
Lana caught Pete's arm and whispered in his ear, "Can I talk to you in the loft for a minute?"she asked suspiciously. He nodded and followed her up to the loft. They sat down on the couch. "Look Lana they're going to find him I have no doubt. He's a fighter,"Pete said to comfort her. "Listen Pete, he told me everything this morning,"she said straight forward. "What are you talking about? What did he tell you?"Pete asked her worriedly. He hoped she didn't mean his secret. She drew her face closer to Pete so she would be sure nobody could hear, "About him being a . . you know . . .alien. He told me you knew." Pete couldn't believe that Lana finally knew Clark's secret and he actually told her. "Yeah, I know." A tear slid down Lana's face. "We were out all night. I took him down by the lake a we laid by the fire and he told me this morning. . . .I messed up. I was confused and needed to think. I left him alone. He might of thought I didn't love him anymore because of it. This is all my fault." Her head fell into hands. "What if he dies. He'll think I was disgusted with him,"she said sadly. "Don't say that he's going to die or that it's your fault at all. These pervs just want money and to blame somebody for something nobody had control over. I guarantee Clark knows you love him," he said to comfort her.
Barry and Mike drove for an hour before stopping in a woody area. They drove their truck behind a bush that would hide from the road and people driving by. Just to be safe they removed the license plates and covered it in camouflage. They carried Clark out of the Truck and dropped him onto one of the two four wheelers they had parked by the road. Mike grabbed the bag of meteor rocks and took the four wheeler that Clark was propped on. They drove for twenty minutes until coming to a cabin that completely hidden by tree. On the opposite side of the cabin, there was a cage that was made of steel and kryptonite bars that went around the edges to keep Clark from escaping. The outside and ceiling was covered by plexiglass. Their was a pipe going into the cage. They carried him into the middle of the cage where their was rock slab. They laid him on it and left. Barry and Mike entered the cabin and the inside looked like it was FBI owned. There were computers with surveillance of the Kent Farm, their loft, outside their cabin, in the cage, and the road leading to their cabin. Their was a police radio playing from the local cops to see if anyone was catching on. These guys felt ready for everything.