Chapter 5: Revelation
Setting: Clark is lying on the floor and Lana is
kneeled down beside him.
"Lana, don't call the ambulance; did you already?"
Clark said short and out of breath.
"No, Clark I didn't. Why don't you want me too?"
"L-L-Ana you should leave." Clark said weakly, trying
to change the subject.
"What! Clark, I'm not going to leave you. Shhh, you
shouldn't be talking."
He laid with pillows under his head to elevate him.
The pain couldn't be any worst, it felt like someone
was drill a hole into his body. He felt something rise
in him and he began to spit up blood. With each cough
and spit he gasped in agony.
"Oh my god!" Lana cried. She got up and quickly found
some scissors close by. She returned to her spot
beside him and cut his shirt open, so that she could
wipe up the blood from his mouth and nurse his wounds.
Her eyes widen as she saw two bullet wounds, one
through his chest and the other at his side.
"L-L-ana, don't," Clark reprimanded as he slowly began
to feel his strength regaining.
"Clark, your hurt and I can't lose you," Lana replied
with tears streaming down her face.
Clark felt a warmth at his wounds. "Lana, I need you
to look away for me...only for 10 seconds. I'll count;
please do this for me...if you love me."
Lana reluctantly looked away.
"1-2." Clark's body started to heal more rapidly. "3,"
his breaths grew heavy, he could feel the relief.
"4-5-6." He forced himself to continue. "7-8." He was
almost there and he could feel it. "9-10!"
Lana felt a light gust of wind around her, she turned
quickly and the only thing was left was his shirt. Her
jaw hung open and she was shaking slightly, and was
definitely unable to move. Lana was flabbergasted and
weak from her chronic sadness.
"Where are you? Clark!" She began to cry, how could he
disappear like that and not let her know if he was ok.
10 seconds he was lying on the floor near death and
now he is gone. Lana turned to see that the front door
was flung open. She went by it to see if she would see
him running, but there were no signs of him anywhere.
Lana decided to clean up the blood on the front door
step and where he laid. She was not going to leave the
house until Clark returned with some type of
explanation.
Clark ran faster that the speed of light, in the same
direction that the Kryptonite bullets came from. He
was very angry and he wanted to find who ever shot
him, Clark knew it was most like the "freak killer",
but he did not know who the freak killer was. He was
able to change into a fresh shirt, after run upstairs
get a new one when Lana was not looking.
He understood that leaving Lana like he did was wrong,
but he could not allow her to see him self-heal.
He went miles behind the loft and used his x-ray
vision to see through the trees. No one can escape
that fast, he thought. He almost gave up his search,
but he decided to rummage through the trees. He sped
around, until he found someone sitting by a campfire.
The person was all dressed in black and was carving
something. From the back Clark could tell it was
Vince. "Vince?"
Clark? What this can't be, I killed that bastard.
Vince said to himself in dismay. He stopped carving
and slowly turned around. "AHUHH." Vince gasped.
"What is the matter?" Clark asked, then stepped closer
to him. He felt a different serge of pain attack his
body, a pain closely related the one of kryptonite.
His stomach began to twist and tie in knots, his head
began pound like a hammer and his head was the nail.
He watched his hands and saw his veins turn green.
Even though the pain was treacherous he tried his
hardest to conceal it.
"You are still alive!" Vince came closer to him.
"What! You did that to me-Ahh!" Clark doubled over in
pain, he looked up to saw that Vince was holding a
meteor rock.
"What the hell is the matter with you." Vince was
referring to Clark's sudden outburst in pain.
"Why do you want to kill me?" Clark was enraged, but
the kryptonite Vince was holding hindered him from
killing him.
"Number one, you're a freak and number two, you sent
my brother, Van, to an insane asylum in Metropolis,
leaving him as prey for all the freaks! You took him
away from me!" With that said Vince violently kneed
Clark in the face breaking his nose, Clark stumbled
back and fell to the floor. Vince pelted the K-rock
aside and furiously punched Clark four times.
"I'm going to finish you," he took his sniper gun from
his bag and he picked up the bullet that was next to
Clark, and he put it the gun. The effects of the
bullet wore of Clark because it was now in the gun.
Clark used his speed got up, kicked he gun from
Vince's hand, and then he punched him hard enough to
knock him unconscious.
Elapsed Time:
The Sheriff: Good work Mr. Kent. You helped us bust
Vern Mcknolty. He was wanted for several murders in
the county. He will be put away for at the least 25
years.
Clark: Vern? I thought his name was Vince?
The Sheriff: His name is Vern Mcknolty; his brother is
the one that died a year ago, Van Mcknolty. He goes by
different an alias everywhere he goes, that is what
made it hard to find him. But thanks to you we got
him.
She smiled.
Clark nodded, he was happy to bust a criminal but his
thoughts were now on Lana.
"So, how did you do it Mr. Kent?
"I have my ways," Clark turned and saw the cop car
that Vern was in.
Vern mouthed, "I will get you one day Clark."
Clark just ignored him and walk in the direction of
his home.
Not expecting to find Lana...
Lana was still at the Kent's house waiting patiently
for Clark to arrive. She was very worried about him
and condition. She sat on the couch, as she looked at
the 5:00 o'clock news. She was flipping though
channels, when she saw Clark make the headlines.
BREAKING NEWS: Town hero and farmboy captures the
freak killer II Vern Mcknolty. A picture of Vince
flashed the screen.
"OH MY GOD!" Vince is the freak killer. Her mind ran
back to all those times that he talked to her, he
seemed so kind and sweet. How could someone lead such
a horrible double life?
She wondered who captured him, he hoped it was not
Clark. Maybe there was another farm boy and town hero
combination that lived in Smallville, Lana convinced
herself. A yearbook picture of Clark as a junior
appeared across the TV screen. Next came live footage
of Vince in the sheriff' car mouthing the words "I
will get you Clark."
Lana was stunned and shocked, she sat and hollowed in
her own horror and disbelief. How did he? When did he?
Why did he? Wasn't he hurt? All these questions
plagued her mind along with.. Vince is a freak killer?
Did HE attack Clark? Lana desperately needed some
answers.
Once cleared and the cops rolled away, he began to
speed back to the farm. Thoughts were racing through
his head faster than he was running. How was he going
to explain his sudden boost of health to Lana, and his
disappearance into thin air? He knew her very well so
he knew she would ask questions. His heart told him to
tell and his head debated against, there was always a
struggle between the two and he did not know which one
to listen to.
Heart: She loves you, she wouldn;'t leave her.
Head: You will hurt her and keep her in danger.
Heart: You're hurting her already, plus you can
protect her.
Head: Don' be selfish!
Heart: You're already selfish if you don't consider
her feelings for you, and how can it be selfish if
telling her makes you both happy.
Head: You don't know if it's going to make her happy.
Heart: Clark people always tell you follow you heart,
so do it.
Head: The heart doesn't know a damn thing. Clark it's
not just about getting to bone her if you tell her,
our future is at stake.
Heart: Clark, you love her, she loves you. You trust
her and you know she can be trusted. Besides getting
to bone her is not a bad thing.
Head: You see!
Heart: Anyway, think about how she was with the other
people she knew was different like Seth, and that
healing boy.
Head: Seth controlled Lana!
Heart: That is not the point, the point is that Lana
excepted him
He walked through the pathway that led to the doorway,
from outside he could hear the television. He thought
his parents just came home early, Lana must have
called them. Clark approached the steps and he saw
light spots of blood on them. Clark opened the door
and walked in.
"Mom, Dad"
Lana jumped in her chair but soon recovered from the
shock. She sighed, "No Clark, it's me."
"Lana what are you doing here?" Clark shouted out of
fear.
"Waiting for you, that's what."
"Why?"
"Oh God Clark, don't play dumb with me. The last time
I saw you, you had holes in your body, now you stand
here without pain. Plus you captured Vince--Vern--whatever! What the hell are you, what's going on?"
"Lana."
"Don't Lana me," Lana replied as he cut Clark off.
"Let me in, were you effected by the meteor rocks?"
"No," Clark said, as he became annoyed.
"Then what is it?" Lana asked.
"YOU WANT TO KNOW?" Clark shouted
"YES!" Lana Shouted back
"YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW?"
"Yes."
"I'm A FUCKING ALIEN."Clark shouted with is arms
outstretched and his eyes closed. Clark did not like
to curse and he especially did not like to curse
around women, but desperate times call for desperate
measures.
"WHAT? Clark this is not a joke. Tell me the fucking
truth." Lana did not curse much either, but if Clark
wanted to play that game, then she would too.
"I'm not kidding Lana, I wish I was. I'm an alien from
another planet called Krypton. I came here in the
meteor shower 14 years ago, yes... the same one that
killed your parents. I have special powers, I can heal
myself..." Clark when on and on as he told Lana his
story with tears practically rolling down his eyes.
After he finished Lana stood silently, before she
blurted out into a sudden laugher.
"So what your saying is that you're an alien with
super powers?" Lana said sarcastically. "So where are
your antennas!" you really tell the funniest stories,
Clark." Lana said as she laughed again.
"Lana this is not funny, it's true. How do you think I
saved you and Chloe all those times? How do you think
I saved Lex from that car accident?"
"What?"
"That car hit me Lana at 100mph." Clark said honestly.
"Show me!"
"Show you what?" Clark asked
"One of your powers, Damn it!"
"Ok...ok. Watch me."
Lana watch him but before her eyes could blink for a
second time, Clark appeared behind her, "Oh my god
Cla..." Before she could say anything he picked her up
and within seconds they were in his loft. He gently
put her down and stepped aside allowing Lana explored
her surroundings. She was aghast to find herself in
the loft, tears began to flow down her face as she
angrily ran and slapped Clark in the face..
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" She then hugged him
and planted her head in Clark's chest. Clark was
totally caught of guard, so much that he didn't even
hug her back. Lana just slapped him and he could not
feel a thing, but the thought and the action of the
slap hurt him. He was confused when she embraced. "I
didn't want to lose you, or hurt you, Lana."
"Clark, I'm glad you told me, I will never tell
anyone." Clark began to caress her hair, he believed
her.
"Let's take a walk, tell me more about you."
Hours later Clark and Lana found themselves at the
door at the Talon after a long talk. It was now 6:00
PM. Lana took him to her parent's gravesite and she
told him not to blame himself for his parent's death.
She told him how much it hurt that she didn't find out
earlier. He told her he was sorry and if she could
forgive him. Clark told her what happened in
Metropolis and about the affects the red and green
kryptonite has on him and his father. She cried in his
arms and he cried his hers. Apologizing for all the
pain he caused her. Clark realized secrets cause the
most pain.