Antidote

Lois watched Clark go and then reluctantly made her way back over the fence and got in her car. She drove off towards the hospital the Kents had taken Jimmy to.

The moment Hazard got a glimpse of Clark he went even crazier then he had already been. He banged harder and quicker against the cell bars, using his super-speed to go faster and faster. Soon he began to actually break the bars as blood ran down his body.

Clark and Bruce watched him and then Bruce rolled his eyes. "Okay, calm down kid." He muttered, coming over to him. As Hazard slammed against the bars Bruce moved in the needle and injected him.

Clark watched silently, waiting for a change to happen. "Please let this work."

Hazard's silver eyes, which had slowly been turning green, flashed red and then Hazard stopped. He leaned against the bars as the Red Kryptonite flew through his system, trying to destroy the Green Kryptonite. His eyes flashed red again and he fell to the ground. After a few seconds his eyes snapped open and he bolted upright. He winced as he felt the pain from his wounds and then, with a great effort, stood up. He leaned against the bars as he panted, the effects of the past few days finally setting in. He looked out at Superman and Batman with his normal silver eyes and smiled faintly. "I just had the weirdest dream." With that he fainted, his exhaustion finally setting in, and fell to the ground again.

The next day Clark sat in his house, looking down at a sleeping Seth who slept on his couch. He was bandaged and fixed up the best Bruce could do. Clark sipped is coffee and sighed, thankful to finally get to rest. It had been a long week. He picked up the phone and called the hospital. Jimmy was getting out today and going home.

Seth groaned and slowly opened his eyes. He then bolted up right and looked around, wincing and putting a hand on his chest as pain shot through him. "Jimmy!" He gasped and then looked over at Clark. "Jimmy, how's Jimmy!" He said, trying to get up, but finding that he was in worse shape than he thought and couldn't quite manage it yet, but he was already healing.

Clark came over to him, helping him to sit back down. "Jimmy is fine. He's going to be at home for a while, but then he should be good as new. How are you feeling?" Clark asked.

"Like an idiot." Seth replied, lying back down on the couch and looking up at Clark, his silver banks falling over his eyes. "I'm sorry, Clark. I don't know why I did all of that stuff. I didn't mean to hurt anyone. I just couldn't help it. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry. I've got plenty of red kryptonite to keep you from going crazy on us again."

Clark chuckled and sighed heavily. "Hey uh…look…about me being Superman…"

"Don't worry, man. I won't tell your secret if you don't tell mine." Hazard replied, smiling faintly. "Your secret's safe with me. We're friends, aren't we...I mean, we are still friends, aren't we, Clark? You're okay with what happened?"

Clark sighed heavily. "As long as you go no where near Lex Luthor again, then yeah." Clark chuckled slightly, then went and put his coffee cup back in the kitchen. "Time for work." He said.

"Ah, dang. How many days did I miss?" Seth said, wincing as he sat up. He pulled on his black T-shirt which was hanging over the edge of the couch and ran a hand through his hair as he leaned back, he was healing rapidly now and already feeling better, but he still didn't feel up to running a marathon or anything. "What I am I going to tell them? How am I going to explain this?" Seth asked, gesturing to all his bandages. "Tell them I was hit by a train?"

Clark shook his head. "I already cleared it up with everyone. You and Jimmy were both in a car accident with a semi-truck. I think everyone will believe that when they see you." Clark said, pulling on a jacket. "I said that you got the worst of it and that Jimmy got some of it."

"Heh, you just think of everything don't you, Clark?" Seth muttered, wincing as he stood up. He grabbed his red, button-up shirt and pulled it on over his black T-shirt. He didn't think to button it as he looked around the room he was in. "So, this is your house? "

"Yep. I was going to let you stay with my mom and dad, but…they were afraid that you'd turn back to Mr. Furious again." Clark smiled. "But, now that I see that you're good enough to get up, I'm gonna take you home after work."

"Ah, that won't be necessary." Seth replied quickly, knowing that now that he was no longer with Lex Luthor he would be once again living in his "rat-shack" of house and the last thing he wanted was for someone to know where he lived. He wasn't exactly the richest man in the world. "I need to fly anyway. Wait! Did anyone else see me when I was...well, you know...kyrpto-boy? I mean, was it caught on tape?" Seth asked, knowing that if it was his Hazard persona was crashed. The last thing he need was more bad publicity. Everyone already hated him enough for kicking Supes out of town. Speaking of which... "I guess you're gonna be Superman again, then, eh?"

"I don't know if anyone saw you. I was a little busy trying to stay alive and figure out what had happened to you. But as for me returning as Superman, yes. Though you are welcomed to fight along side me if you wish." Clark smiled. "Let's go." And they were on their way to the Daily Planet.

"Along side you? As in "side-kick." Psht. Yeah, right. If you don't watch out, you'll end up working beside me." Seth replied, buttoning up his red shirt with a bit of an effort since his right arm was still rather useless. He then followed Clark out of the house and towards the Daily Planet.