(Clark's POV)
I wait until the house is silent before softly walking through the darkened house just to make sure everything is how it should be. My parents are asleep in their bed snuggled closely into their arms. My father snores slightly when he rolls out of mom's arms.
I softly close the door, before zipping out of the darkened house, careful not to slam the door too hard to rattle the house. I get just as far as the garage and, look at Dad's read pick-up truck. Not really thinking anything about it, I hopped in the driver's seat, hot-wired the truck, using two quarters of course.
The engine cranked, and I backed it out of the garage and drove it off to the Luther's mansion.
I could have just run there at super human speed, but where would the fun be in that? This way I get to drive my dad's truck, and Lex is no closer to knowing my little secret. And knowing him he would ask how I got to his place from the farm without so much as a ride.
I pull down past the gate the opened automatically. Didn't ask why, I just assumed that he was expecting me, and I am sure he is. I pull up to the garage and shut the engine off, and step out of the farm truck.
I look at the massive over-sized house thinking that it was a little garish, but it was there money, not mine.
I walk up to the hideously huge front doors and knock on the lion's mouth doorknocker. The door boomed loudly echoing through the house. Really I hope I haven't woken him up, but really I don't care if I did.
The door creaked open and Lex stood there dressed in his dark green bathrobe. I really hope I haven't disturbed him, but deep down I am glad I did.
He invited me in and to have a seat on his black leather sofa. He took a seat on the black leather chair adjacent to the one I sat.
His look was tired and groggy, as he slouched over resting his head into his arm.
"I am grateful that you have saved my life," he says trying to stifle a yawn desperately trying to escape from somewhere deep inside of him. "But, I am curious as to why you are here at three past mid-night."
"Simple," I say watching as he rubs his head. I suspsect one of the few lasting effects he will have endured this evening from his little post-noon-jump-off-the-bridge escapade.
He just looks at me with a questioning look and just ignores the fact that I have stopped to admire his new decorations.
"Does your head hurt?" I ask, interrupting my train of thought.
"Not really," Lex obviously lied. If he were telling the truth he would have told me yes, but I am not going to call him out on such an obvious lie.
"So what is the meaning of this business?" He asks, this time removing his hand from his bruised head.
"I have a proposition for you." I smile.
"What type of proposition?" He asks cocking an eyebrow at my statement. I can tell that he is obviously interested. After all this might save him from having to go out and actually buy me some lavish gift.
What the hey, I will still make him go out and buy me a lavish gift. After all I deserved it right? I did save the man's life.
"I was thinking that the two of us could strike a deal. A deal that would benefit us both." I say darkly, trying to get his inner most desires to come out. I know I am bating him, and I know I should be careful with the fire that I am playing with, but I can't help but stoke it just the same.
I could already tell that he was getting bored of this mindless chit-chat and we should move on to other things, but I was really liking the foreplay and dragging this out on him so early in the morning.
He offers me a glass of tea in an attempt to try to speed things up, or to at least make me more comfortable. I took it nonetheless and smiled gratefully as I did.
"So what is this proposition?" He asked again.
"You're worth a good some of money, I know just about how much, but we can call it a good some, I am sure there are bunch of people out there trying to extort your family for all their worth, and from what I read that is quite a lot."
"Alright?" he nodded urging me to continue onward with my sinister plot.
"There is a small minute group of people who have gained special abilities through exposure to the meteor rocks that hit this small dinky town."
"People with special abilities? They don't exist." Lex dismissed.
I just smile and don't even acknowledge the fact that he is sitting right across from the living reason why there are these people running around Smallville.
"If we could get them to join their alliances with you and me, we could easily become the two most powerful people in the world." I broaden my smile.
"How would we convince them?" He asks.
"Simple, we put them into a situation that will give them no other choice."
The plan was perfect in every way even to how it will be all set up. I had thought about this over, to the finest smallest detail, and I am quite sure that there is nothing wrong with this plan.
"Alright lets say I am interested what would I need to do and how would this benefit me?"
"I have read about you since I was a small boy, I guess you could say I have always been a fan of yours. I read somewhere in one of them interviews that you desired to become the most powerful person in the world. Is that not still your dream and ambitions?" I say trying to appeal to his over zealous ego. I can tell by his smile that it is working perfectly as planned.
"Okay and all I would have to do is?"
"Simply open up a mental institution under an assumed name, you would get the credit, of course and in return you will keep my true identity a secret."
"Why a mental institution?" He asks I suppose just to be aware of everything.
"Why not? Some of those people are quite bizarre, and they would never be questioned if they were in an asylum. As well as some of the experiments we could run there. No one would ask any questions about the happenings there. It is the perfect cover for our training facility."
I can tell that he is agreeing with me.
"Alright, but I first must know everything about how you pulled me out of that car."
"Deal," I answer. I know my Earth father would have just been beside himself to know I was telling the Luther's about my abilities. I don't regret my decision though. I know that he will do what he can to protect me. Besides, who else has a better fleet of lawyers, ready to kiss ass for them?
We shook on the deal, and I could at least do him the favor of bidding him a good night. I didn't waist any time in driving the stolen truck back to the farm, parking it in its usual position, and fixing the damage I have inflicted to it.
I waste no time in speeding off into the house so no one suspects that I have even been out this night. I stop by my parent's room, they are still asleep my dad still snoring softly in the distance. I gently close the door, smile gloatingly to myself and disappear into my room for a good night's sleep.
The ringing of the alarm clock assaulted my ears, I reach down to click it off and I missed making my brand spanking new alarm clock microscopic instead.
'At least it's off,' I reassure myself, and allow my eyes to drift shut again. It was about that time I hear my mother's voice shouting, "Oh My God Where on earth did it come from?"
My eyes flash open, and I hastily grab a pair of jeans and a plaid button-down shirt and run down the stairs and out the front door to find a brand new navy blue Ford F-250 sitting there in our driveway.
"The Lex gave it to me," I say excitedly. I knew it was, I knew he was going to buy me something elaborate, and I never said he couldn't. I smiled bigger than I ever knew I could, and carelessly asked, "Can we keep it?"
"No son," I hear the disappointed voice of my father. It did disappoint me even though I knew that he was going to tell me that I couldn't keep it even before I asked the question.
"Why not? We could use another vehicle, I mean the truck won't last forever dad, this is exactly what you need." I try my best to convince him of that. But there was never any convincing this man when he has made up his mind. When his mind was made up it was made up and that was the end of it.
"We are not going to accept charity from the Luther's that is exactly how they get people under their thumb, and that is a thumb I really don't want to be under." He said.
He was reasonable, at least he had his reasons for disliking the family, or at least his father, but I got to try to get him to understand that Lex is nothing like Lionel.
"But dad, Lex is different, he isn't the same as Lionel. Please, don't judge him solely based on what his father has done." I plead to him, but yet again, his defense against the subject is strong, and he refuses to hear any part of it.
I know my mother would like to argue, but like me she had realized his stubbornness many years earlier. Or, at least enough to know that she was going to get just about as far as I did, and that was little farther than he was just before I came out here.
I at least got a chance to read the letter he had placed on the driver's seat meant for me. The note was short and simple. Nothing too sweet or anything like that, it just read, "to the future, cheers." And that was it.
At that point I knew that I was seeing Lex after school, and there was nothing to stop me from going to him.
School was a bore like always. I have learned this already from the speed reading I did during the summers.
'This is so hideously boring, and I swear if Chloe Sullivan doesn't stop starring at me I am going to have to show her the meaning of a super sonic bitch slap.' I thought during Science as I made a small mistake causing a lengthy smoke-fest to consume the room.
The students congratulated me for allowing my stupidity to get them out of their much needed chemistry class, but needless to say they were now out in the fresh air experiencing the small joys of freedom.
That is where I see Lana Lang, and her gorgeous persona just consumes my vision. There were angels playing harps in my head when she was around, and a glow that seems to just emanate from her skin. Unfortunately seconds later Whitney follows her, and I just instinctively look away before he caught a glance at something he probably shouldn't have.
It was of no use though. I just ignored him completely allowing her image to be burned in my sights, much like a frame of film getting burned into a camera lens.
Whitney shares a nasty glance with me as he and Lana passed my sites. That wasn't new to me though, I was quite used to him bullying me around. I don't stop him, just because I don't want to hurt Lana. If it weren't for Lana carrying my heart with her unknowingly wherever she went I would have pummeled the bloody life right out of him. However, just knowing how much that would have torn her up inside keeps me and him just exchanging the nasty stares at one another.
School ended and not a moment too soon. I rushed home dropped off my bag in the barn and zipped off down to the Luther mansion.
I knocked on the door, and Lex opened up the massive doors again inviting me inside.
He exchanged a small smile with me and I have known that it is set.
"You are looking at the proud owner of the Belle Reve Institution, for the extremely mentally disturbed people." Lex smiled.
I looked at the ownership he held in his hand and was extremely excited to hear that our plan is starting to get into full swing. Now all we have to do is to get people to join our team.
This is excellent.
"Did you get the truck I sent you?" He asked pouring me a glass of tea.
"Yeah, but my dad is taking it back I am afraid." I say with the disappointment high on my voice. I don't want to make him think that I am not grateful for the gift he gave, even though I am forced to return his generous gift.
"So I have upheld my end of the bargain, now you must uphold your end." Lex smiles.
I know what he wants to know, he told me what he wants to know, and I will only be too glad to give it to him, but he has to understand that no one else is to find out period. More importantly if they do find out they should not find out from him, but from me.
"This goes no farther. You will continue your investigation into the crash, you will not release your findings about the crash, and your money flow from there will go directly to the institute, under the name of the research for the accident."
"I would have expected nothing less." He smiles, and I start to tell him everything, about my real parents, about the shuttle ride to earth, and how my earth parents found me. I told him everything. Well except for the green rock, I haven't told him that yet, but he will figure that out soon enough though…