Peter tried to remember just how to get back to where he had left Clark, but it was hard to see in the growing darkness. Clark's X-ray vision could be really helpful right now. Peter made it down the stairs as quickly as he dared. "Any many miny …right"

Peter entered the room he assumed to be the study and his guess was proved right as he ran into the pool table. "Clark?" Peter called out. "Clark?" The silence of the room was his only reply. "Why hasn't the electricity come back on?" Peter thought to himself. "You would think a place like this would have a backup system?"

It was then when it hit Peter. "Electricity" Peter closed his eyes for a moment knowing what had just happened. "Clark said he had to have electricity… Now, where would the power source be around here?" Peter walked over to the ornate stain glass window and didn't see a latch. He quickly took his shirt off and wrapped it around his hand before knocking out the window. "Hang in there, Clark. I'm coming."

Clark groaned and opened his eyes groggily. His head was throbbing. He tried to move his hand to his head and discovered that he couldn't move his arms. He looked up and saw his arms attached to a metal pole by chains that came out from each side of the pole. He then looked and saw Eric towering in front of him and he realized he was sitting down.

"This didn't work the first time I tried." Eric sneered. "But, I've had help this time to make sure it works."

Clark's brain swam as he tried to stay focused. "What? Who?"

"That doesn't matter." Eric said. "All that matters now is you are mine now."

Eric moved slightly to the side and Clark saw what he was sitting right next to. It was the electrical control panel for the entire mansion. There appeared to be a cable connecting the control box to the pole that he was attached to.

Clark moaned. "Nooo"

"Shh…." Eric cooed as he walked over and unhooked Clark's left arm before taking the glowing rock out of Clark's pocket. He placed the rock in Clark's hand and then placed his hand on top. He then reached over with his other hand and flipped the power switch.

Clark really didn't have time to register the burning in his hand before his whole body seemed to be on fire. He shook violently as the energy flowed out of him.

Peter was crawling around the exterior of the Luthor mansion using the moon to light his way. He looked up when he saw a flash out of the corner of his eye and hurried over in that direction. Peter was horrified by the sight that greeted him as he came around the corner of the roof. He saw Eric standing over Clark whose body was convulsing and both of them were surrounded in a field of energy.

Peter quickly shot out a web and yanked the switch to off in the electrical box. He looked down at Clark who had stopped moving and know looked deathly still. Please be okay.

Peter then turned his attention to Eric who now had a maniacal grin on his face as he took off the glasses he no longer needed.

"I guess you are one of his freak friends coming to the rescue," Eric sneered. "You're too late. I've gotten what I want."

"You know Lex is not going to like you messing with his mansion." Eric just laughed in response. Peter took advantage of the momentary distraction and shot a web that landed in the middle of Eric's face. Eric instantly started pulling at the webbing on his face. He was fuming mad and was not going to be made a fool of a second time. This time he could make sure that the freak paid for it.

Clark's eyes felt so heavy. All he wanted to do was to surrender to the darkness that seemed to be encroaching on him. But he knew he had to stay awake. He looked up to see Eric pulling webbing off his face and a fleeting glance of Peter leaping off the roof. "I have to do something." Clark thought to himself and Clark eyes fell on the meteor rock that lay forgotten on the ground.

Eric looked around after freeing himself and didn't see Peter anywhere. "Did you go run and hide like a scared little girl?" Eric yelled out at the night.

"No, I'm just trying to use my head and think of a plan" Peter thought to himself. "Why don't you come out here and find out if I'm scared or not or are you afraid of the dark?" Peter hoped he could lure him into the nearby cluster of trees. That way he would at least have a shot at defeating him. He knew a direct approach would not work since Eric now had Clark's powers.

Eric took the bait and started walking towards the trees. "I'm not scared of anything!"

Clark saw Eric leaving and knew this was his chance. He just hoped Peter could keep Eric occupied long enough. Clark stretched out trying to get hold of the rock. The chain caught and he still didn't quite have it. "Oh, come on. Just a little more." A noise from the trees caught his attention and he turned his head hoping Peter was okay. He ten turn his attention back to the rock. He reached and his arm felt like it was about to come loose from his shoulder. "Almost ….got….. it." Clark finally managed to get two fingers on it and roll it towards him where fully grasp it. Clark sat panting exhausted by the effort.

Peter jumped from one tree to another but as soon as he had landed Eric hit the tree full force shattering it causing Peter to fall to the ground. Eric then calmly walked over to Peter, who was lying on the ground stunned, and effortlessly picked him up and tossed across the grounds. Peter's flight was stopped by the side of his body crashing into a metal pole. Peter moaned as he opened his eyes, he knew his body was going to pay for that one. He then saw that he had landed right in front of Clark. Peter looked up at Clark and Clark used his eyes to direct Peter's attention to his hand. Peter knew what Clark had planned and he quickly took the rock before Eric could see it. Peter lay still and pretended to have collapsed until Eric came close enough for him to put the plan into motion.

"This ends now," Eric spat out as he looked down at Peter's unmoving form.

Peter quickly rolled over exposing the rock to Eric. "Well, you're finally right about something."

Eric reeled backwards at the sight of the green rock. "Uhh."

Peter advanced toward him until Eric collapsed on the ground. Peter then webbed his feet together and his mouth. He bent over to drag Eric and his side complained loudly as pain shot through him. Peter shot a web at Eric's shoulder and used his remaining good side to drag Eric over to the control box. Peter then attached Eric arms to the wire and placed the rock inside his and Clark's hands before quickly throwing the switch. "I hope this works" Peter thought to himself as he watched the glow of energy engulf them.

After a few moments Peter could not bear to watch anymore and he turned the switch back off. Peter heard Clark moan and he quickly threw the rock away before turning and looking over at Eric. He was now laying spread eagle on the ground with his eyes rolled back in his head motionless.

Clark opened his eyes and saw what Peter was looking at, "Is he….."

"I don't know" Peter stated. "But, right now we need to get you home." Peter looked at the nasty cut on Clark's forehead. It wasn't bleeding anymore but the blood was still covering the side of his face. "Can you walk?"

"Yeah, I think so," Clark answered unsure.

"Good" Peter replied "cause I really couldn't carry you now."

Peter looked up and saw the Clark's arm was still in the shackles but it was barely attached to the pole. Peter pried it the rest of the way loose with a grunt and finally freed Clark.

"Let's go." Peter said getting up and trying to get and help Clark up without causing himself too much pain in the process. Clark managed to stand up but the motion caused him to sway some and Peter had to try and steady him somewhat.

"I can walk." Clark said while still standing on unsteady limbs. "But, you are going to have to drive."

"Yeah, we won't want you arrested for drunk driving." Peter quipped. Clark managed a smile at the comment and Peter would have laughed at their condition if his side would have allowed it.

Peter and Clark slowly made it to the truck with Peter helping Clark get in. Clark sat down in the truck and instantly a wave of fatigue hit his battered body. Peter slowly got in the truck and cranked it up. He looked over and saw Clark's eyes closing at fatigue finally won the battle. Peter drove with arm back to the Kent farm using the other to hold his injured side.

Lex sat in his secret room staring at the screen in front of him. He felt a pang of guilt as he watched the agony that Clark seemed to be in. "How could you do this to your best friend, your only friend?" Lex's conscience nagged at him, or what was left of it. Lex's rabid curiosity fought back with, "You gave him a chance to tell you. He didn't."

Lex sat mesmerized by the action on the screen. He saw Eric's demeanor change instantly after the transfer. "So, he was telling the truth." Lex whispered to himself. He then saw Eric turn and something hit his face. But, Lex couldn't see anybody anywhere. "Where did that come from?" He tried to pan the camera up but it wouldn't go very far.

He watched as Clark struggled to reach the rock with pain evident on his face. Lex's conscience tugged at him again. Lex shook his head to get the thoughts of out his head. He then watched as someone was picked up and forcefully thrown against the pole housing the camera, shattering the lens.