A/N: I'm really getting into this. I'm still trying to space out my updates so I don't finish it too soon… I know, I'm evil! But I'm willing to deal with that! (muhwahahahah!)

Chapter 9

All the Smallvillians departed the mansion for their homes. Chloe wondered why she and Pete couldn't just hitch a ride with one of them, but no one offered. It was as if they were total strangers in town. While Lana led Chloe towards her room while Lex took Pete to his, Chloe tried to strike up a conversation. "Lana, if you'd like to talk about Jason, I'm here for you."

Lana laughed bitterly. "Oh, are you going to tell me that you know how I feel? That I should rebel against Lionel?" Her face turned a frightened shade of white. "What do you think Jason did? Now just leave me alone!"

Chloe's eyes widened. This was not the same girl that only a year ago she had shared her home with. She was callous to the death of her boyfriend and unwilling to talk about it… which was totally unlike her. Hadn't they shared every pain last year? She sighed. This felt like some sort of weird alternate universe. As they walkedpast, another windowed room lit up with Martha sitting within, lecturing fictional students.

"There are some who say that aliens don't exist… that they are simply a figment of our imaginations! If this is so, then Pete and Chloe are quite safe because this is obviously some sort of delusion. However, the sudden departure of their host and his discovery into the seclusion of his somber lab had left them feeling both apprehensive and uneasy. A feeling which could only grow as the other guests departed and the teens were led to their separate rooms." And the lights went out.

Chloe wondered at Mrs. Kent's behavior. It wasn't like her to act so wooden and unemotional. After all, it was her son that Lionel was now torturing in the lab. Didn't she have any sort of feelings about what was going on here?

Before she was ready, Lana opened the door to her room and practically shoved her inside, slamming the door after the startled young reporter. Chloe looked around. It was actually quite a sumptuous room with a huge four poster bed dominating the room. She found a television in a corner, but had no desire to watch anything while her friends and family were in danger. "Think, Chloe. Come on! You can figure your way out of this!" She paced back and forth in her room for a while.

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Meanwhile, Lex was leading the bewildered Pete to his room. Pete didn't even feelthe need to strike up a conversation with Lex. As far as he was concerned, this had been the Luthors' plan ever since Lionel had "exiled" Lex in Smallville. When he was shoved into his room, he looked around rather dispassionately… he expected every room in the Luthor mansion to be lavishly furnished… Well, that is until he noticed the plasma TV in the corner. "Rock on! Now I can watch the NCAA championships! I was afraid I was going to miss it!" He settled himself on the bed and turned on the TV.

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Lois sat in the security room, watching the two teens and the different ways they reacted to their captivity. She almost smiled as Pete became more engrossed in his sports show and raiding any food that had been placed in the room. Lex ran into the room, out of breath by trying to get there as fast as he could and still hunch over per his father's instructions. "Any troubles?" she asked.

"Like Pete Ross could give me any troubles!" Lex sneered. He looked at Lana and her revealing outfit hit him anew. He could feel his pulse escalating. "You know, they're going to be pretty boring to watch. I'm sure we could think of something more interesting to do…"

Lois laughed merrily. "Oh, Lex! You dog!"

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Chloe wasn't quite so lucky. All she could see in her mind's eye was Clark strapped to that table and visions of his skin being pierced by all those knives and needles… She shuddered. And what would they be doing to Pete? She looked around her. She didn't care that she was barely dressed. Something had to be done.

A knock sounded at her door. She jumped at the noise. It had been so quiet that to have the silence so suddenly interrupted had startled her. "What is it?" she growled defensively.

"It's only me, Chloe," Pete's voice came from behind the door.

"Pete! What are you doing here so late? Did anyone see you come here? How did you know where my room was?" The questions tumbled out of her mouth as she rushed to the door. Throwing the door open, her mouth dropped open as Lionel Luthor stood before her. With confidence of the acceptability of his actionsevident in every action, he strode into her room.

"I hope you're comfortable, Miss Sullivan," Lionel purred.

"How can I be comfortable when you have my best friends locked up in this mausoleum of yours?" Chloe demanded, hands on her hips. "Where's Pete? What have you done with Clark?"

The smile that crossed Lionel's face caused a shudder to ripple down Chloe's back that she fought to disguise. Oh, this wasn't going to be pleasant. "Nothing. Why, do you think I should?"

Chloe could feel bile come up her throat. "You monster!" she shouted, rushing up and punching him in the chest. She had been so sure that her kickboxing class had taught her a few things, but she didn't seem to be able to budge him an inch. "You leave them alone!"

"Miss Sullivan, I did not come here to talk about some adolescent boys not worthy of your time," Lionel murmured. With a swift motion, he pinned her against him. Chloe had barely a moment's notice before his head bent down and ravished her mouth.

But Chloe Sullivan had never been a helpless female. She brought her knee swiftly up into his groin and spun out of his arms when he collapsed to the floor. She rushed to the sink and quickly swished her mouth out. "You're totally disgusting! What did you think you were doing?"

"Kissing a desirable young woman, of course," Lionel gasped. "Was there some question about that?"

"No. I think I got that pretty clear. I was wondering what in the world was wrong with you. Have you totally lost your mind? You know that I'm underage. I could call you up on charges of statutory rape, for crying out loud!" She paced the floor. Then she stopped dead in her tracks and her eyes narrowed. "Oh, you were expecting me to call out for help and have me caught in a compromising position when Pete found us. Funny."

Lionel actually had the grace to look slightly ashamed. "It wouldn't be all bad, you know."

"As if! I'm saving myself for someone special, you pervert!" Chloe growled, her fingers tensed into claws and she looked about to pounce.

"Fine, I'm leaving." Lionel got up and limped to the door. "But I'm sure you're not spent yet," was his parting comment before he slammed the door shut.

"If you tell anyone about this, I'm going to sue you, Lionel Luthor!" Chloe screamed. She paced in rage, barely able to contain her anger. "OK, that's it! I'm going to have to get us out of here!"

A/N: What? Did you actually think I was going to have our beloved Chloe have sex with that skeeze Lionel Luthor? Get real! Now you have to wonder if I want to put Pete through the same thing… muhwahahahaha!

Markmark261: I was so glad to get your review. I thought you were done reading poor Clarky Horror! -grin- Thank you very much for your praise. I considered any criticism you gave me to be a challenge and I'm hoping that I'm living up to it.

My question now is how did you like my revealed Eddie? Was Jason a decent choice? Too bad there weren't quite enough Rocky characters for Genevieve… Hmmm… (And you are so bad! Necrophilia indeed! Considering they're both dead!) Ooops! Now I get your second review and I see that you haven't watched much of this season… Well, he's still on, so I suppose you could catch up! ;-D And Genevieve is his mother...

Oh, and don't get me started on the repetitions! Sometimes I try and break it up, but at the end of Jason/Eddie's song I thought it would just be too annoying to try and get through that the Smallvillians and Jason were singing at the same time with repeating lines. And I don't consider that criticism. If nothing else, it's something to "grow" from, right:D

Well, in regards to "regular" novels, I have a number about half-way completed… There's a pure fantasy, action fantasy, a romance novel ('cause most girls could write them if they half-way thought about it and they're soooo easy!) and a number of different ideas. I'm praying that I can get my computer back and working without losing any data. I have some of them saved, but I think I'd have my latest work lost and that would make me break down into a blubbering mess! Oh, and I've also come up with some potential episodes for Smallville, so I'm spending some time writing up scripts. THAT should be FUN!

Astra Kelly: I really appreciate your honesty and I'm glad that I exceeded your expectations. I will say this… I have said before that I can't guarantee that I'll always be funny, but I am trying. I just got the inspiration while chatting briefly with another Smallville fan fiction writer and I couldn't get rid of it. And if I seem to be falling off on quality, call me on it! I'll try not to cry! ;-D

Snowbunny3: I'm sure you will be excited to know that I have pretty much finished modifying the songs. Now I just have to write the stories around them. I'm so glad that you enjoy it. But if you do see anything that could use some improvement…