Chapter 3
Journal entry 1
I can't stand it anymore. Why does he have so many friends while I stand there going unnoticed. Then on top of that he's like the town savior and everyone admires him. I need to get to him. Wait I know I'll take little miss perfect Lana Lang then when he comes looking for her I'll make my move and kill him. Yes that's it I'll kill Clark Kent right in front of his girlfriends eyes. It's the perfect plan. I'll go over to the Talon tonight and get her and I know no one from her house will be over since she's mad at that room mate of hers for "stealing" her diary. That was a sight man you should have seen the look on Lang's face when she saw her diary behind Sullivan's back, it was priceless. Oh crap I have to go my mom is yelling at me for something that I didn't do.
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Lana looked around the Talon man, there were still a lot of people here for 8:30. Oh well I guess that's a good thing I mean come on even the Beanery didn't have this much business a half-hour before closing. Well at least there's on thing to look forward to, Clark coming in to help close up. I can't believe he has so much time to spare between his chores and doing homework it's hard to believe he has anytime. Well that's one of the things about Clark Kent, he's always doing more than he has to. . . . .
Lana was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of the bells ringing signaling someone entering. She smiled when she saw who it was, "Clark you're here early"
Clark shrugged as he walked up, "I got done with my chores early so I thought I'd stop by and see what I could do to get a head start on things."
Lana picked up a rag, "Well, tables 6,7, and 8 needs to be wiped down then you could change the coffee filters."
"Okay Lana I'll get right on it," Clark gave her one of his famous Kent grins and started to walk off.
"Oh and Clark thanks for your help"
Clark turned around, "It's no problem"
Lana looked down at her watch wow it was already time to close. She walked over to a table and pulled out a chair and stood up on it, "Okay everyone it's closing time so if you could come up to the register and quickly pay for you stuff and leave it would be greatly appreciated"
Lana got down from the chair and walked over to the counter so people could pay then when everyone was gone she walked over to Clark, who was still wiping tables, "So how are you?"
"That's an odd question"
Lana sat down, "Yeah I know. Just trying to start a conversation"
"Oh no that's okay I've heard a lot worse"
"Oh well in that case I'll let you answer my question"
"Okay. . . . well I'm good thanks for asking"
Lana laughed, "your weird"
Clark stood up straight then bowed, "Why thank-you Miss Lang"
Lana grabbed the rag Clark had set down and threw it at him.
Clark tried to dodge it but it hit him in the face, "nice shot"
Lana laughed harder, "Why thank-you Mister Kent"
"Well I think we better get to work if we want to get done tonight"
Lana nodded and got up, "you're probably right. Tell you what, you clean off the tables and put up the chairs, and I'll go refill the cappuccino machine and replace the filters"
Clark looked at her, "it sounds like a plan to me. Lets get started"
Lana went to the back room and started looking for the stuff to fill cappuccino machines when she heard some clattering up near the front. Lana thought that maybe Clark had just dropped a chair or accidentally tipped over the table, "Clark are you okay?" There was no answer "Clark?"
"AAAGGGHH!"
Lana looked around, that sounded like Clark but there was no sight of him. She ran out of the room to see Clark fighting some invisible thing. Lana's heart jumped up to her throat what was going on? "Clark!" she shouted.
He looked over at her, "Lana get out of here NOW!"
Lana didn't hesitate she turned around and ran to the back door. She wasted no time in getting it open and running out. She looked around and ran to the nearest building and called the police. (A/N: I was going to stop here but today I feel generous. ;) )
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Clark watched Lana leave into the back room and smiled. He should come and do this more often. He snapped himself out of his fantasy and started wiping down the tables and putting up the chairs when he heard the bells chime signaling someone entering. He turned around expecting to see Lex, Pete, or even maybe Chloe but when he turned around he didn't see anyone there. Then from behind him something grabbed him and he suddenly felt weak. Clark didn't understand what was going on why did he feel this way and who was grabbing him? Then he heard a familiar voice calling his name, he realized after a minute it was Lana. He had to get her out and away from the danger he turned his head and yelled for her to get out. The next thing he heard was footsteps running away.
Clark made a grab for his attacker but whoever it was managed to dodge it and grab hold of his neck cutting off his air supply. Clark knew he couldn't last much longer. Apparently whoever had hold of him was infected with kryptonite and he couldn't do anything to get away. Black spots were forming around the corner of Clark's eyes. He couldn't breath, couldn't move, but he had to try to get away. With the last of his strength he made a grab for his attacker but failed yet again. The last thing Clark heard before everything went black was "Not so high and mighty now are you Kent?" then he felt prick on his side and agony go through him before everything went black.
Derek Jones stood up and looked down at the motionless form of Clark he smiled even if he hadn't gotten to Lana, this was just as good, if not better. Kent wasn't going to live to see tomorrow and Derek had made sure of that. He dropped the syringe that had held liquid meteor rock next to Clark, disappeared into the night.
~*~ dun. dun. dun. what's going to happen to Clark will someone find him in time to save him? Well you'll just have to wait till I update now won't you? Anyway the next chapter will definitely be longer. What did you think? Did you like it hate it? Review and tell me. ;)
Journal entry 1
I can't stand it anymore. Why does he have so many friends while I stand there going unnoticed. Then on top of that he's like the town savior and everyone admires him. I need to get to him. Wait I know I'll take little miss perfect Lana Lang then when he comes looking for her I'll make my move and kill him. Yes that's it I'll kill Clark Kent right in front of his girlfriends eyes. It's the perfect plan. I'll go over to the Talon tonight and get her and I know no one from her house will be over since she's mad at that room mate of hers for "stealing" her diary. That was a sight man you should have seen the look on Lang's face when she saw her diary behind Sullivan's back, it was priceless. Oh crap I have to go my mom is yelling at me for something that I didn't do.
~*~
Lana looked around the Talon man, there were still a lot of people here for 8:30. Oh well I guess that's a good thing I mean come on even the Beanery didn't have this much business a half-hour before closing. Well at least there's on thing to look forward to, Clark coming in to help close up. I can't believe he has so much time to spare between his chores and doing homework it's hard to believe he has anytime. Well that's one of the things about Clark Kent, he's always doing more than he has to. . . . .
Lana was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of the bells ringing signaling someone entering. She smiled when she saw who it was, "Clark you're here early"
Clark shrugged as he walked up, "I got done with my chores early so I thought I'd stop by and see what I could do to get a head start on things."
Lana picked up a rag, "Well, tables 6,7, and 8 needs to be wiped down then you could change the coffee filters."
"Okay Lana I'll get right on it," Clark gave her one of his famous Kent grins and started to walk off.
"Oh and Clark thanks for your help"
Clark turned around, "It's no problem"
Lana looked down at her watch wow it was already time to close. She walked over to a table and pulled out a chair and stood up on it, "Okay everyone it's closing time so if you could come up to the register and quickly pay for you stuff and leave it would be greatly appreciated"
Lana got down from the chair and walked over to the counter so people could pay then when everyone was gone she walked over to Clark, who was still wiping tables, "So how are you?"
"That's an odd question"
Lana sat down, "Yeah I know. Just trying to start a conversation"
"Oh no that's okay I've heard a lot worse"
"Oh well in that case I'll let you answer my question"
"Okay. . . . well I'm good thanks for asking"
Lana laughed, "your weird"
Clark stood up straight then bowed, "Why thank-you Miss Lang"
Lana grabbed the rag Clark had set down and threw it at him.
Clark tried to dodge it but it hit him in the face, "nice shot"
Lana laughed harder, "Why thank-you Mister Kent"
"Well I think we better get to work if we want to get done tonight"
Lana nodded and got up, "you're probably right. Tell you what, you clean off the tables and put up the chairs, and I'll go refill the cappuccino machine and replace the filters"
Clark looked at her, "it sounds like a plan to me. Lets get started"
Lana went to the back room and started looking for the stuff to fill cappuccino machines when she heard some clattering up near the front. Lana thought that maybe Clark had just dropped a chair or accidentally tipped over the table, "Clark are you okay?" There was no answer "Clark?"
"AAAGGGHH!"
Lana looked around, that sounded like Clark but there was no sight of him. She ran out of the room to see Clark fighting some invisible thing. Lana's heart jumped up to her throat what was going on? "Clark!" she shouted.
He looked over at her, "Lana get out of here NOW!"
Lana didn't hesitate she turned around and ran to the back door. She wasted no time in getting it open and running out. She looked around and ran to the nearest building and called the police. (A/N: I was going to stop here but today I feel generous. ;) )
~*~
Clark watched Lana leave into the back room and smiled. He should come and do this more often. He snapped himself out of his fantasy and started wiping down the tables and putting up the chairs when he heard the bells chime signaling someone entering. He turned around expecting to see Lex, Pete, or even maybe Chloe but when he turned around he didn't see anyone there. Then from behind him something grabbed him and he suddenly felt weak. Clark didn't understand what was going on why did he feel this way and who was grabbing him? Then he heard a familiar voice calling his name, he realized after a minute it was Lana. He had to get her out and away from the danger he turned his head and yelled for her to get out. The next thing he heard was footsteps running away.
Clark made a grab for his attacker but whoever it was managed to dodge it and grab hold of his neck cutting off his air supply. Clark knew he couldn't last much longer. Apparently whoever had hold of him was infected with kryptonite and he couldn't do anything to get away. Black spots were forming around the corner of Clark's eyes. He couldn't breath, couldn't move, but he had to try to get away. With the last of his strength he made a grab for his attacker but failed yet again. The last thing Clark heard before everything went black was "Not so high and mighty now are you Kent?" then he felt prick on his side and agony go through him before everything went black.
Derek Jones stood up and looked down at the motionless form of Clark he smiled even if he hadn't gotten to Lana, this was just as good, if not better. Kent wasn't going to live to see tomorrow and Derek had made sure of that. He dropped the syringe that had held liquid meteor rock next to Clark, disappeared into the night.
~*~ dun. dun. dun. what's going to happen to Clark will someone find him in time to save him? Well you'll just have to wait till I update now won't you? Anyway the next chapter will definitely be longer. What did you think? Did you like it hate it? Review and tell me. ;)