Chapter 9
Bruce ran as fast as he could,he ran thought the parking lot and to the door that Chloe had just ran out of the door was locked. He reached into his belt and got out a small gray disk. He pushed a button on the disk and put on the door. A moment later a small explosion blew the lock off the door.
Bruce ran into the building and ran into the green lighted room. He entered a long hallway and followed it. He turned the corner and saw a group of guards,they were carrying a unconscious Clark. Bruce quickly counted the number of guards,there was ten of them and they were all armed.
Armed guards were the worst thing that Bruce could encounter. If one the guards turned and saw him. Needless to say he would be dead and who knows what would happen to Clark. At the moment the guards looked busy with Clark. Knowing that Bruce realized that he had more than a ninety percent chance of getting out of there alive and with Clark.
He reached into his belt and pulled out of the his flash bangs. He pulled the pin and slid the grenade across the floor. Not one of the guards noticed the metal can roll between their legs. Behind them Bruce counted to ten. Then he covered his ears and closed his eyes.
BOOM! a loud explosion and blinding white light caught the guards by surprise. They dropped Clark and tried to recover. Bruce on the other hand was already running toward them. He again reached into his belt and got out three folded boomerangs. He quickly tossed them at three guards. Three of the guards hit the ground.
Now with seven guards left Bruce used a new weapon. He now had in his hand two sliver disk. These were much like the small charges that he used on the door but these one's were tasers. Again he threw them and again he found his mark. The two guards shook as the electricity ran thought their body.
Now with only five guards left,Bruce knew that he could take the men in hand to hand combat. He noticed that one of the men had recovered enough to pull his gun. The guard took his aim at Bruce. At the last moment,Bruce dropped to the floor and into a baseball slide. Bruce slid far enough past the guard to trip him. A series of punches later Bruce was no down to four guards.
Springing to his feet Bruce went to the next guard. A head butt and a knee to the gut and punch to the jaw sent thins guard to the la,la land. Grabbing the next guard by the arm,Bruce delivered two punches to the face and round house kick to the head. One of the guards was able to land a punch on Bruce. He quickly recovered and sent the man flying back with back hand, he then followed it up with a straight kick to the chin. The last guard was now recovered and he stood up. Bruce took a step back. This guard was well over seven feet tall.
Before Bruce could move the guard grabbed Bruce and threw him against the wall. Bruce slumped to the floor,he was dazed before he could recover,the guard was on him again. This time Bruce was thrown against the other wall. He slumped back to the floor. The guard quick for his size,grabbed Bruce again and punched him Bruce felt his ribs crack.
Again the guard grabbed Bruce and threw him through a window. Bruce felt the glass tear thought his suit and rip his skin. Landing hard on the floor,Bruce was finding it harder to breathe. His head was swimming,he looked up and saw the guard coming toward him. The blows to the head made Bruce see three large men.
Bruce decided that the only thing he could do was hit the one in the middle. He did with all his might. The blow that would have dropped Mike Tyson like a school girl did nothing to the guard. The guard smiled as he wrapped his catchers' mitt sized hands around Bruce's neck. He picked Bruce up and squeezed as hard as he could. Bruce tried to pry the guards hand from his throat only to fail. Bruce knew that he was going to lose concisenesses soon. Bruce reached into this belt and pulled out two throwing stars. Using all the energy he had left, he stabbed the guard in the hands.
The guard dropped Bruce, he took to gulps of much needed air. He then got up and went to Clark. Taking Clark into a fireman's carry,despite the cracked ribs. He carried Clark to the doors and out of the building. Bruce could hear more guards following him. When Bruce neared the fence,he used all his power to throw Clark over the fence,then he climbed over. He picked up Clark and headed for the road and the car.
Chloe sat in the car, she was saying every prayer that she knew. He friends were in there. She was also mad at herself for leaving Clark behind. He would have never do that to her. Clark would have stayed with her,Clark would never leave his friends. He would never leave her. She was still in love with Clark, no matter how much she denied it she was in love with Clark. She did love Bruce but she knew that she was settling. All that would not matter if Bruce didn't come out soon.
The sound of gunfire caught her attention. She got out of the car and looked toward the field next to the plant. She crossed her fingers and hoped that none of the bullets found their mark. Then out of the shadows came a familiar,black clad figure. It was Bruce and he had Clark with him.
"CAR!"Bruce yelled.
Chloe turned to start the car only to discover that the car had started on its own. She opened the back door and then jumped into the drivers seat. Bruce ran to the car and put Clark in the back seat, he then got in. Chloe looked back and then hit the gas. The tire spun and the car tore off into the night.
"Is he?"Chloe asked,hoping that Clark was okay.
"He'll live."Bruce said. He pulled off his mask. Chloe looked in the mirror. Bruce was covered in sweat,but it was his face that shocked her. He looked like he was in a big fight. His left check was bruised,his lip was bleed, his right cheek was bleed and a cut over his right eye. She also noticed the cuts on his body. Chloe realized something at that moment. Bruce was going to get Clark out of there or die trying and by the look of it he was nearly killed.
Chloe stopped at the school,she got of the car and opened the door. Bruce got out and carried Clark inside the building. Chloe went and opened the door of the Torch. She led Bruce to the small leather sofa that was in the room. Bruce put Clark on the sofa. Chloe grabbed Bruce's arm and took him outside.
"I need you to do something for me."Chloe said.
"What."Bruce said.
"You can't tell anyone about this."Chloe said.
"What are you talking about.?"Bruce asked.
"Clark isn't like you or me."Chloe said."When the meteor shower happened it gave people powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men. But for some reason the meteor rocks can hurt him."Chloe said.
So Chloe knew that Clark was not a normal. However she thought that Clark was a freak not a alien.
"Is he going to be alright?"Bruce asked.
"He should be it might take sometime because of how long he was exposed."Chloe said. "Now promise me that you will never tell anyone or Clark that I know about it."
"Alright."Bruce said.
They went back in the room.
"How about you are you okay?"Chloe asked.
"I'll be fine."Bruce said.
"Well I'm hungry so I'm going to order a pizza."Chloe said.
"I got a phone call to make."Bruce said.
Bruce took about two steps then he hit the floor. Chloe hung up the phone,she went to him. He was out cold, it appeared the beating he took to get Clark out took more out of him that he cared the admit. She took off his belt,gloves and armor and dragged him to the sofa. She was tired when she finally got Bruce on the sofa. She sat in a chair.
"There's got to be a hero hospital somewhere."Chloe said.
Clark was slowly opened his eyes. He saw blurs, he thought he saw Chloe sitting next to him. Her back was to him,she was doing something with Bruce who looked like he was sleeping. Chloe felt Clark stir she turned to him and gently kissed him on the lips.
"How do you feel?"Chloe said.
"Like a million bucks."Clark said.
"Good."Chloe said.
Clark rubbed his eyes. Thing came into focus, then he stood up. He looked and saw Bruce who was out like a light. Chloe was tending to his wounds.
"What happened."Clark asked.
"He went back in to get, in the process he took a beating."Chloe said. She then picked up some tweezers and pulled a piece of glass from one of his wounds."That was the last piece."Chloe said.
"Did he find anything out at Luthor Corp?"Clark said.
"I don't know. He never got a chance to tell me."Chloe said.
"What about you? You look beat."Clark said.
"Some one had to play Florance Nightingale for my heroes."Chloe said."Clark I'm sorry I .."She could not finish,she was ashamed.
"Chloe you did the right thing,don't blame your self."Clark said.
"You never would have done that to me."Chloe said.
"I have a habit of running away."Clark said.
"But you had good reasons."Chloe said.
"If you two are done with your little Hallmark moment,I like to know what you learn."Bruce said.
"We got the tape."Chloe said.
"What did you learn?"Clark said.
"Lionel was behind the gunrunners."Bruce said.
"I knew that Lionel was creep but trying to frame your son for gun running that's just sick."Chloe said.
"What are you going to do with the tape?"Clark asked.
"Give it Lex."Bruce said.
"But I thought you did not like Lex."Chloe said.
"I have to get rid of the lesser of two evils and Lionel is it."Bruce said.
"What about the next shipment?"Clark asked.
"Sometime in the next two days."Bruce said.
"So we just wait."Chloe said.
"Yes."Clark said
Bruce picked up the top to his ninja outfit. He held it up and looked at the rips and tears in it.
"Maybe it's time for something else."Bruce said.
"Your telling me."Chloe said.
"Aside from fashion we don't know when the runners will meet next."Chloe said.
"Yes we will."Bruce said.
He walked over to the computer and hit a few keys. The screen changed to a satellite picture of Smallville. There was a small black bat on the screen blinking.
"What is that?"Clark asked
"Our friends Jared."Bruce said.
"You put a tracking device on him."Chloe said.
"Yeah."Bruce said
"Wow magic fingers."Chloe said.
"You didn't complain that night on outside you house."Bruce said.
Clark looked at Chloe,she blushed. He smiled.
"Don't worry Clark I hit into a double play."Bruce teased.
"You got a hit I always strike out."Clark said.
"Okay maybe I do need a nap,you two engaged in witty banter."Chloe said.
"Go home and get some rest."Clark said.
"You guys will call me"Chloe said.
"Sure."Bruce said. She leaned over and kissed Bruce on the cheek, she did the same to Clark and then went home.
"Were not going to call her when we go after the gun runner"Clark said.
"Not on your life."Bruce said.
TO BE COUNTINED...