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A/N (Important, Please read): Just to let everyone know, Chapter 19 is not completed yet. However, I figured I would give everyone this preview of what's to happen. Also, to let everyone know, after writing chapter 18 I decided to re-write all of the other chapters before updating 19. This is because some of the events in 19 depend on previous events. Therefore, all of the previous chapters have been rewritten and are now updated. The basic plot remains the same, but a lot has changed. There are scenes added, in particular, scenes for Clark and Chloe's discussion, Whitney's mental break, and Lionel's thoughts about his project. Gabe's discussion has been updated. I've also updated the fight in the tunnel, as someone mentioned to me that it was too one-sided. Other interesting things have happened at the caves as well. There are a lot of new fun moments too. Therefore, since a lot has been added, I recommend backtracking and reading the story so you'll be up to date. I believe you'll find that now it flows better, everyone is in character (for the most part) and the conflicts have increased. Of course, many things are the same, but I can't say which, since I don't want to ruin your reading for you.

Also, the names for the chapters haven't been updated, nor have I added the disclaimers to the updated chapters yet. I'll be doing this when I get some time, but until then, please don't pay too much attention to it.

Thanks for your time, and please enjoy the story!

Chapter 19

Lana woke up in a small room on a small bed. There was one solid wall and three glass walls surrounding her. She was held down by metal cuffs from the bed. Lining the floor around her were pieces of rock, both green and red. Everyone rock she turned her head to look at made her head pulse. They were all glowing.

Eerily the room outside was vacant. There were no scientists like she expected to see. However, she soon heard voices coming down the hallway in the corner. Full of panic and need to get away, she tried to sit up and with some miracle the metal cuffs popped off as if they were made of plastic.

Feeling a little woozy she stumbled over to the glass door ahead of her and tried to open it. It was sealed from her side. Every time she tried to knock the door down she felt tired, drained and most of all extremely nauseated. Looking down at herself she realized her hands had a greenish tint, but realized that once she got out of there she could figure out what was wrong with her. Giving the door one last heave, it crashed down and she heard the people in the hallway scurrying toward her. When she stepped near the red rock, it too began glowing, and suddenly Lana didn't care about sneaking out anymore. She felt energized. She was going to kick some ass.

Running down the hall, Lana drop kicked one scientist and slammed another one's head against the wall. By this time, however, the alarm was sounding and people were coming left and right toward Lana. Halfway down the corridor whatever had energized her wore off and she was hit with a huge headache. She turned to run and was hit with the nauseating feeling again, so much so that she fell to her knees and vomited all over the floor. Slightly turning her head, she saw Lionel standing with one of the accursed rocks that killed her parents.

"What have you done to me? What do you want?" Lana whispered meekly.

"You are going to help me catch Mr. Fordman again, Miss Lang. That is, when your treatments are complete."

Lana looked into Lionel's eyes and shivered.

Wayne Irig knocked on the door of the Kents' house. Martha answered.

"Hello, can I help you?" she asked politely.

"Hi, my name's Wayne Irig. I just moved into the neighboring farm. I don't mean to butt in, but I was outside and I heard a scream from over this way. Is everything ok?"

Martha looked gravely at him. "I, well, no, not really." Martha found herself saying. "I heard a scream too and when I ran outside Lana's jeep was here but Lana's not home."

"Lana?"

"One of my son's friends who's staying with us. I reported her missing but the police told me that she's not officially missing until forty-eight hours have passed."

Irig could see that the woman was worried. "Anything I can do?"

"No, I guess not. But thanks for coming over. By the way, my name is Martha Kent."

"I heard about the Kent farm when I came to town." He said.

"I hope you've heard good things." She said. "Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?"

"No, that's ok. Another time maybe? I have to get back and finished unpacking. Thank you anyway." Irig said. He knew that Martha didn't really want him coming in now. He would drop over at a better time.

Martha smiled weakly. "Well, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call on us."

Wayne nodded and smiled, and walked down the steps and the long driveway to his vehicle.