Lex folded his hands over his chest and frowned. His eye twitched, and despite the huge circles under his eyes, he did not shut his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes were hazy with confusion.

One of the great truths of life was slowly dawning on him. Little siblings sucked. They give you all the responsibility, and use you as a scapegoat. Also you always end up doing what they want. And that just sucked, especially since Lex hated to hear his mother angry…at him. The twerp deserved what he got, well sometimes.

Shrugging it over, he turned to play 'Candy Land' again with Julian. "Is it my turn?" he groaned.

"Yeah! Yeah! It's your turn…Lexy."

Lex ground his teeth and frustration. "Sure, Julian."

Calling his brother names was pointless. All it did was to get him in trouble. When he said that it was Julian's fault his mother said he was more 'responsible.' He picked up a card. It read: Lex! Oh man! You've got to wake up! Your dad is gonna have you in surgery tomorrow!

Lex gasped. The shock of the words seeped in. Quickly he picked up another card. This one read: Oh man, I hope that dream is really good…your only out though is to be negative. Or just realize this isn't real…

Julian hit his arm lightly, "You're cheating!"

He snapped his head up to look at his brother. Ignoring Julian he picked up another card. This one read: Hell, for what it's worth why don't you tap your heels and shut your eyes? I doubt your hearing this.

"UH! If you're going to be that way I'll go do something else." Julian growled and left.

He shrugged and looked over his shoulders. He glared at the silk soft white wings. They were at full wing-span, taunting him to take flight.

So he flew high, and far away. He rested on a star, and watched the sun from afar. In the distance Lillian was calling for him. Flames erupted in a metaphor of the turbulence he felt. So this is a dream, he thought, irritated. He combed a hand through his tousled hair.

He didn't care, or at least that is what he told himself. Still single clear tear drop had fallen from his cheek.

Something, not just him, was moving, he could feel it.

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Clark let a tear fall on Lex's hand. The moment he had brought him back to life, he had felt a seed of good in this man. It had to be nurtured though; because there was so much evil potential also inside the bald billionaire. "Lex! Oh man! You've got to wake up! Your dad is gonna have you in surgery tomorrow!"

No response. "I saw you watching me. You can hear this" he murmured.

He looked straight into his eyes. "Oh man, I hope that dream is really good…your only out though is to be negative. Or just realize this isn't real…"

Clark gathered his backpack and stood up. "Hell, for what it's worth why don't you tap your heels and shut your eyes? I doubt you're hearing this."

Suddenly the heart monitor went flat. Clark jumped back. For one second, an eternity, nothing happened, and then there was low beep. A warning of death on the horizon.

He called the nurse, who immediately called the doctor. The doctor pulled out his red cell phone. He pushed one button.

"Sir he's critical…yes sir…right away…good-bye." He hung up the cell-phone.

Clark looked at him. The doctor said, "I'm sorry but you'll have to leave."

Turning to the nurse he said, "Get the gurney."

Once they had Lex on, the rushed towards the surgery bay. The last words Clark heard were, "prepare the anesthetics."

Clark left. Stumbling out, he wasn't quite sure what to do next.

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Lex laid back and looked up. He was in a void; there really was nothing to look up at. Well…

Except, then he noticed white around the edges. As if this dream was fading, and it's ink was dry. There was no were to go. There were cracks.

Was tomorrow really here? The feeling of being tired washed over him. He pulled his hands behind his head and sighed, "So shall I die? Or shall I live?"

Standing and taking flight, he made his decision.

To Be Continued

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