Smallville Uncensored Chapter 2 : Lex gets hurt

A few days later, Clark was on his way to see his new best friend Lex. While he was always happy to see his friend, Lex sounded very tense on the phone. Clark wondered what was wrong.

As Clark paused by the door to Lex's room, he heard a loud roar, followed shortly by a scream, and several banging noises. It was as if there was a lion in there with Lex. But that was ridiculous.

Clark nervously entered Lex's room, unsure of what to expect. Lex was pressed against the wall, wearing a skintight hot pink jumpsuit, and holding a whip and a chair. He was also being attacked by a lion, and screaming like a girl.

Clark sprung into action. He immediately pulled the vicious lion off Lex, and tossed it through the window. Fortunately, Lex had passed out and didn't see anything.

Clark laid Lex on the floor. Lex's eyes fluttered open, and Clark noticed he had a small cut above his left eye.

"Lex! Are you alright?" Clark asked urgently.

"Clark," Lex murmured before passing out again.

A few minutes later, Clark was waiting at the hospital, while Lex got stitches. A doctor came into the waiting room and approached Clark.

"I'm sorry," the doctor said somberly. "But I'm afraid we lost him."

Clark froze. Lex dead? It couldn't be. Lex was Clark's best friend. Sure he was mentally unbalanced, but he was a good friend, not to mention really hot. The world would not be the same without him. Clark felt a tear in his eye.

"Are you serious?" Clark choked.

"No," the doctor replied. "He's in here. Come with me.''

Clark followed the doctor into the room where Lex was. Lex was lying on a hospital bed, while a priest was performing the last rites on him.

"Clark," Lex mumbled. "Come closer." He then turned to the doctor and the priest. "Doctor, padre, would you excuse us?"

After they left, Lex turned to Clark. "Thank you for saving me Clark. How did you do it?"

Clark had to think quickly. "Um I roared back at him and he ran away," he stammered. "Uh Lex, is something wrong? I mean besides the fact that you're a lousy lion tamer."

"No, why do you ask?"

"Well, it's just that you sounded really tense on the phone, not to mention you haven't called me Clarkie, Sweetie, Sugar Lump, or Honey Bunch in days."

"All right, Clark," Lex sighed. "I'll level with you. I think my father is up to something, and knowing him it isn't good. He has been spotted in certain undesirable areas of town, and I think he may be conducting illegal business. I was going to follow him, but I'm injured, and I can't trust anyone else."

"I could do it," Clark volunteered. "I'm good at following people, and he'd never suspect me."

"Okay, but it might be dangerous. If there is anything I can do to repay you…anything…just say so."

"I promise I'll be careful, and I'll report back to you as soon as I find something," Clark said as he left.

"Goodbye, Clark. Oh, would you mind sending the priest back in here?"

"Okay, padre," Lex said as the priest entered the room. "You can continue with that latin thingy."

"Ordlay, easeplay illkay isthay astardbay eforebay iay oday. Amenay, the priest chanted, as Lex dreamed of Clark and lions.