Dear Reader,

What fun this has been! Well anyway, here is what I found on scorpion poison:

Neurotoxin (nerve poison) — May cause severe local and systemic effects, such as pain, convulsions, paralysis, cardiac irregularities and sometimes death. Antivenin is available.

There was two, but this one looked like more fun. Thanks for all the reviews, they made feel good! Yeah for fuzziness! Now back to the FINAL chapter, unless I can think of a really cool epilogue, but I doubt it.

Enjoy y'all!

Sincerely, The Tribble Master

oooXooo

Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Lex began to twitch. Chloe looked up and down on his frail figure. She faced him, and slowly she said, "Clark…"

"Hmm?" He was still holding Lex on their way to the main road.

"I've done some research. I think the scorpions injected him with neurotoxin, nerve poison. And well, it can be fatal! I did a little research and one symptom is his twitching!"

As if his unconscious self understood, Lex's arm jerked upward. Clark look at him and sighed. "Chloe, we can't do anything! The ambulance will be here soon! And until then…."

Chloe starred ahead, "Alright then we better move!"

The ambulance was there as they walked up the hill. The men took the convulsing Lex and injected him with something to keep him stable. As they put him on the stretcher, one attendant turned to them and asked, "Do either of you wish to stay with him and ride here? Or…" The woman shrugged.

Clark offered to sit with Lex and give them any information they need. Chloe decided to drive her car home. "Good Luck, Clark," she whispered waving goodbye.

Clark turned to the attendants. Sitting down he hung his head, it's my fault, he mouthed.

"Holy!" One man cried looking at Lex.

Clark and the others looked up fearfully.

ooooXooo

(a/n back tracking this part is all Lex's POV untill we're current)

"Ow! Damn those stingers! Argh…." Lex screamed. At this he fell into is now current state: unconsciousness. And, as most of us do while sleeping, he began to dream.

In his dream he could feel an arsenal of weapons being used to demean his physical self.

You've got to awaken, a voice said. 'Cmon! There's food! He nodded his head slightly. And warmth! You'll be appreciated!

He felt someone pick him up. No more terror! He wanted to yell to the voice to shut up, but his voice wasn't working. He jerked his arm up.

Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn't have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can't choose
I swear I'll never give in
I refuse

The voice left and again torment reigned. Regret filled him; he wondered why he had refused going to heaven. "Wait," he thought, "who said it was heaven?"

But he knew, he was on the edge, it was live or die. He took a second to think. Maybe it was his escape… His only escape…

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Mabel no one would ever come to him, it's not like anyone ever cared for him. His dad hated his guts, probably glad he was gone…Suddenly his head screamed, STOP THAT! YOU ARE A FIGHTER! SIT UP!

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
Your trust, you must
Confess

No, he thought miserably, I'm done. He lay still waiting for the light. Calmness enveloped him. He opened one eye, looked around then…WUSS! IDIOT! DON'T! Involuntarily his body jerked upward.

Air surged into his lungs, and his eyes popped open. "Damn," he whispered. He looked down, he was wearing white. More importantly he was warm on a...a bed! After being chained and left on the dirt ground, it was rather a shock. "Guess that didn't work out.So am I dead? Heaven maybe? Were's the harp?"

He heard a laugh. "Lex! Your fine!"

Adjusting to the bright lights, Lex noticed Clark was in the room. "Oh am I in hell then? Didn't you have enough fun you b…"

Clark's face fell, "No Lex! It wasn't me!" He crossed his heart. "You really are fine! Your in the hospital!"

"Yep, that's hell."

Clark rolled his eyes. "Alright, I'll leave you to think things out. Do you want the nurse?"

Lex laid back and put his arms behind his head. "No. But…wait….Clark….it was you. It was so real…Well fine…who was it if not you? And, Clark? How long have I been gone… "

He let out a deep sigh. "Well?"

Clark leaned back. "It wasn't me. Chloe says it was Tina Grear, that she wanted to eliminate (Clark saw Lex grimace at that word) you to get closer to Lana."

Lex paused. His captor hadn't claimed to be Tina, or wanting Lana.

"That wasn't … well, I guess, fine. But did you miss me for however long I was on," he paused and added sarcasm, "vacation?"

"Yes Lex, I went to your funeral, I searched for all three weeks! I swear!" Clark stood up.

Lex also tried to stand, tried. Clark walked over to his side, "Lex you have a broken leg! It's healing fine, but just lay back down! Besides, I know you're probably seeing colors right know. That would be the concussion. Or the affect of all the drugs in your system: poison and antitoxin. Look, you're lucky to be alive! It was a close call!"

"Clark…" Lex said, now re-tucked under the covers, "I know it was a close call… I saw the light."

The farm boy's eyes widened. "Well, Lex at least you are awake. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Since you are, I better go, but your dad is in the next room."

He walked out the door, "I'll probably see you tomorrow. Bye for now?"

Lex waved good bye. As the door shut he muttered, "Yeah, tomorrow, you evil son of biscuit eater! ARGH!"

Suddenly his head erupted with enormous pain. Gritting his teeth he whispered, "I know your lying! And I'll prove it! SOMEHOW I WILL!"

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

oooXooo

Clark went home to his parents. He hugged them both. "Mom! Dad," he exclaimed.

"Clark...Martha can't breath!" she whispered.

"Son! Can you let us down? What's wrong son?"

Clark, blushed, letting go slowly. "Well, this might be easier if you sit down," he slowly explained guiding them to the other room.

Sitting in the arm chair across from them, he slowly explained what had been going on for the past three weeks. Betrayal, torture, they were shell shocked.

Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
The life, the love
You die to heal
The hope that starts
The broken hearts
Your trust, you must
Confess

oooXooo

Chloe went straight to the Torch and pulled out her file on Tina. It wasn't much. But there was some items she had to set straight….

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

oooXooo

One Week Later

I've got another confession my friend
I'm no fool
I'm getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new

"It's food, hospital food, but food." Lex told himself eating slowly. "On the plus side," he said between mouthfuls, "It comes regularly!"

He had found out from the nurses that his dad had again been administered for poison. Except this time it was for severe, to be specific Lionel was in a coma.

Since Lex's leg was feeling better he was going to be released today. His butler was coming to pick him up.

oooXooo

Lionel breathed and opened his eyes. In front of him a cloaked figure was reading TEENLife! Magazine. Seeing him, The Grim Reaper put it down. "Good day sir, are you ready? Got all your things in order?"

Lionel scowled, "What? Where am I going?"

"To hell. Way I heard it, you and Lana are going to be roommates. I mean you booth were heavy crack users. Well I guess you had your heroin habit too…"

"NO!"

"Yes! And gusse what? You have to do your own work! No one will work for you! Ha Ha! Oh, 'cmon I'm behind schedule let's go."

Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I'll never give in
I refuse

oooXooo

"Sorry to hear about your dad, Lex." Clark said walking into his friend's office the next day.

"Actually, I have a feeling he deserved it." Lex said tossing aside the paper. The headlines read 'LUTHORS CAN'T DECIDE WHO DIES!'

"Well anyway, Lex, I came by to see if you wanted to play Clue." Clark tentatively withdrew the game from behind his back.

"Sure thing!" Lex said getting up.

"But Lex…" Clark said tentatively.

"Yesss….." he said slightly annoyed.

"Can we put this," he paused, they knew what 'this' was, "uh, behind us? I'm sorry, I couldn't stop anything, and…"

Lex thought for a moment. He had done his research, there were things he knew, but for now… "Yeah, okay."

Clark's face erupted in grin. "Cool! I call Professor Plum!"

oooXooo

Back in front of her computer at the Torch, Chloe gasped. She finally found it; proof. The proof Lex was paying here to find. Proof that when Tina left Smallville, she was gone. Lex wanted to find out what happened, but did he need to know? With his power, his captor should be shaking in his boots.

Now her decision was this: confront Clark and ask what happened? Or give Lex what he wanted, letting him do the confrontation?

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
Your trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Oh...

She picked up her phone.

Betrayal. She was going to have to leave some one in the dust. That's generally what happens when someone is betrayed…..

The End .

how was that for an ending? yeah proably not that good...well hope you got a kick from the Lana bashing! SMILE ON!