Clark was still in the bed, with his eyes closed, but not really asleep. He was half awake and half asleep. It was hard to sleep when he knew they would come and take him again and it scared him to know that it would be as horrible as before, or even worse. He wished that his mum and dad just could came in and take him away from here, take him to a safe place where he could relax and don't worry about anything horrible like thus. But his wish would probably never come true.

His eyes opened and closed, opened and closed. He could feel himself slowly drift into sleep, not a deep and safe sleep. It was a worry and unsafe sleep. His eyelids felt heavy, or not only his eyelids, his whole body felt heavy and it was hurting all the time. The door flew open and two men came to get Clark again.

"No, don't you dare touch me again!" Clark said as he got up from the bed and backed away from them.

They grabbed him by his arms, but this time Clark wouldn't let them take him this easy. He struggled violently in their grips and screamed like it would do it easier to break free. It was really hard for them to hold him still.

"I DON'T WANT TO GO THROUGH THAT AGAIN! LET ME GO!" The teen screamed furiously and sent one of the men into the wall, and then he used his heat vision to the other one to put his suit on fire.

"AAHH, PUT IT OOOUUUTT!" The man screamed as he ran around in circles then threw himself on the floor and started to roll.

Clark didn't know where he got the strength from, but he didn't care; now he had his chance to escape. He went out from the room, but immediately felt the sharp pain from the kryptonites that laid everywhere on the floor, but he couldn't stop now, now when he had a chance, a chance to see light again, to see everyone he loved and loved him. A loud alarm rang in his ears, but he didn't care, he was so focused to get out. But in front of him appeared around ten men, all of them carrying a green glowing meteor. Clark could feel his legs starting shake violently under him and looked around and found a door next to him. He stumbled over to the door, lucky for him it was unlocked and went in then quickly locked the door. He fell to his knees as he breathed heavily and looked around the white room and saw a small window to the right, small tubes with liquids in and a table with a telephone...a TELEPHONE!

Clark quickly got to his feet and grabbed the phone; this was his chance to get help. He dialled the number to his parents and put it to his ears as he stood there on his shaking legs still feeling very weak.

'C'mon' he thought as he waited for someone to answer. Finally he heard someone pick up the phone and say:

"Mr Kent"

"Dad, you have t..to h..he..help me!" Clark said in a shaky voice, but glad to hear his father's voice again.

"Clark! What happened? Where are you? Are you alright?"

"Da-Dad, they are hurting me… they are hurting me s-so badly. Please he-help me!" Clark said and felt tears trickle down his cheeks.

It was very painful for his father to hear his son scared and crying, he couldn't believe that someone was HURTING him. He could feel the anger in his whole body and wanted to hurt Lionel so badly for this, he could even kill him. He calmed himself down and said:

"Son, I'm going to help you, but you have to tell me where you are!"

"I-I really don't kn-know!"

"Clark, I know you are in there! You better open the door or I will open it by myself!" Lionel said from outside the door, but Clark decided to not answer and looked out the small window and saw an old mill (A/N: Duh, bad ideas huh:P)

"Fine, then I guesses I will just open the door!" Lionel said and put the key in the hole.

"Son?"

"It's an o-old mill not s-so far away from here, probably n-no house a-around here! But please dad hu-" He said panicked, but didn't finish the meaning (do you really say meaning? Anyway, hope you understand what I mean) before the door opened and a gloved hand roughly clamped over his mouth and dragged him away from the phone.

"Clark? CLARK!" His father said on the other line.

Lionel went over to the phone and picked it up and put it to his ear and said:

"Hello Mr Kent! It was a while ago!"

"Lionel! What the HELL have you done to my son?" Jonathan said furiously.

"Now we should calm down a little bit!"

"I'm so going to kill you for this, Lionel!"

"Haha, for what? For taking your son? You should know that it's really enjoying to run tests on him" Lionel said, liking to hear Jonathans anger.

"You are a sick man!"

"Did I hit a nerve, Mr Kent? You better don't do anything stupid like trying to rescue him, It will make things harder

"You wouldn't-"

"Yes, Mr Kent, I would do it and I can prove it!" Lionel said and turned his eyes to the men and nodded slowly and smirked when he saw Clark's eyes wide in fear.

He whimpered when a man stepped in front of him, holding a sharp piece of meteor rock, knowing what he was going to do and tried to break free. Then he felt it, the pain, the horrible burning pain in his right shoulder. He felt the hand go of off him when he screamed, screamed in agony. It was almost like his shoulder was on fire, of not worse.

"Stop it! DAMN IT! STOP IT! Jonathan screamed in the phone.

Lionel waved his hand in the air, showing that they could stop the torture.

"Well, you see Mr Kent! I'm capable of everything…. I guess, but now I'm wasting my time! I wanna do some more tests on alien boy. Good bye Mr Kent and remember what I said!" Lionel said and hung up before Jonathan could say anything else.

The man turned his gaze to the trembling boy on the floor, who was saying un-clear words to himself.

"Get him up!" Ordered Lionel as two of them lifted him up and forced him to look Lionel in the face.

"I don't know how you could escape, but I won't let that happen EVER again!" He said and looked sternly into the other men.

"I want you to take him to room 333 and tie him up this time!"

They did as they was told and dragged him out of the room, taking him to the room 333; they opened the door and threw him on the floor where it laid kryptonite's almost everywhere. One of them took out a thick rope and forced his hands behind his back and tied them tightly together.

"Please, I need water!" Clark said in almost a whisper as his feet where tied together.

They left the room without a word and they boy hung his head down thinking that they probably had ignored him like they always had did. But then the door opened again and the man came in with a glass of water and bent down and forced it not too gently into Clark's mouth, and then left again and locked the door. Clark looked at the steel door for a while then turned his gaze to look around and saw that it was totally empty. The room was white with two red stripes and had a mirror wide the door, but he knew that it was a window where they could watch him. He had a very strong feeling for that Lionel was standing at the other side, watching him.

"I know you are standing there watching me! Why not come in here instead? Or do you think I'm going to attack you?" Clark said while he struggled with the ropes that was cutting into his skin.

"You are so pathetic! How am I even able to do something like that when I'm tied up? Hahaha, you're as stupid as you look! You can't do anything by yourself! You need guards cuz you're scared of me, aren't you? Scared when I'm weak like this? You really are pathetic Lionel! It's really annoying to hear, isn't it? Well, I'm sorry to say that, but that's the TRUTH! Now you probably are standing there gritting your teeth in anger, cuz you don't wanna hear the truth!" The boy now felt his eyes burning and the anger rising in his whole body. He looked down at his feet and saw that the rope had made a pretty deep cut into his skin and was now bleeding, his hands where probably it too. He couldn't help, but let out a sob as tears fell down from his cheeks and his whole body was trembling. Lionel was standing outside watching him, which meant that Clark had been right. He had heard everything of what the teenager had said and was now listening at his sobs. He had felt very furious when Clark had said that about him, but now he was standing there, smirking at the sobs. He really enjoyed this. He watched him for a while before he said:

"Turn of the sound! I've heard enough now" And with that, he left.

Kent farm…

Jonathan was standing with the phone in his hand, not knowing what to do. Martha was standing next to him, she had heard everything.

"Jon?" She asked and took a step closer to him.

"He sounded so scared and we're just standing here not knowing what to do!" He said his voice shaking.

"Jon please-"

"They're hurting our son, Martha, can you believe it? They are hurting our son who hasn't doneanything to deserve that! HE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING WRONG AND THEY ARE USING HIM AS A LAB RAT!" Jonathan said as he furiously threw the phone as far away as he could.

Martha jerked back at his sudden outburst and looked at her husband wide eyed.

"I'm sorry; Martha, b-but I just can't stand it. I don't want to stand here anymore, knowing that they are hurting him!" Jonathan said as he made his way to the door.

"Jon, you aren't going where I-"

"Yes, I'm going where you think I'm going" He said and turned his face to Martha.

"Jon, don't be stupid! Do you even know where the place is? Do you even have a plan?"

"Yeah, I think I know where the place can be and no, I don't have a plan, but I will get one on my way"

"But what if you get caught? I don't think it's that easy to get in… I mean they must have alarms everywhere"

"But what if I don't and get our son back? It's worth a try!"

Martha opened her mouth to protest, when a knock was heard on the door.

"I will get it!" She said and opened the door and there stood Lois Lane.

"Hi Mr and Mrs Kent! Is Clark around here? He wasn't up in his loft" She said.

Martha looked at her not knowing what to say and felt tears in her eyes, but quickly blinked them back. Lois noticed the look on her face and saw that something was horrible wrong.

"Well, yeah Clark is up in his room, but he isn't feeling so well today! Maybe you could come back another day" Jonathan said quickly.

"Yeah, sure, I will come back when he's feeling better!" Lois said and turned around to leave.

"Bye!" They said.

"Bye Mr and Mrs Kent!" She said before they closed the door. She could almost swear she heard a sob from Mrs Kent.

She went back to her car and opened the door and sat down in the seat, not starting the car. She was sure that Clark's father wasn't telling her the truth, but why would he lie to her? Had something bad happened to Clark? Was he even on his room? All this went through Lois head before she heard the sound of a door open and saw that Mr Kent was on his way to the truck. He didn't seem to notice that Lois was still there. He started the car and drove away from the farm. Lois quickly started her car and drove after Mr Kent. She wanted to know what was going on.

YAY! Chapter four done and thank u so much for all the great reviews:D I will try and update the other chapter soon, but I can't promise anything