Oi, so here's the 3rd chapter for my story. It's something popular on myspace, and I've had people tell me they like it. It just fuels my writting more and allows me to think of more to write. SoI must thank Angela for being so cool andtelling me what she thinks about it, and Jeff. I've also got somenegativefeed back, butthey arntSmallville fans. Its all good. I just take it all in and try to make it better! I've also started on Chapter Four and its starting off pretty shakey. I'm sort of in a bind withthe words, and actions. Its all good though. Wellhere ischapter three...enjoy! R&R Thanks!

Chapter Three

Cassandra squinted in her chair as the knife came down. She heard a hacking sound and opened her eyes. Surprised to be alive and not bleeding she looked to her hands which where free and to her legs that were being freed.

"We must hurry, brother will be back any minute!"

"Why the sudden change?" Clark asked without thinking.

"Hush!" Cassandra demanded. "It doesn't matter what her intents are as long as we're freed." She said just as quickly and low under her breath. Clark heard the words that she had said and nodded his head in agreement. Soon Margaret was to Clark's side freeing him from his binds. Cassandra hopped out of the chair, rubbed her wrists and clapped her hands together as if removing the dust from them.

"Now lets be on our way." She said rushing to the door.

"Wait!" Margaret called out. Cassandra spun around quite nervously.

"What is it?"

"Take me with you, I don't want to be with brother when he gets here!"

"Alright lets go then!" She said rushing to Margaret then grabbing her arm and pulling her to the door.

"The doors locked." Clark announced.

"And?" Said Cassandra

"Well we can't get out if its locked." Margaret said in a non-existent manner.

"Well Clark here can bust this door down." The two females looked at him. "Right?" Clark had wondered how she had found him out. He became very uneasy.

"Well...I,"

"Well what! You're a guy and you have more upper body strength then us both, so get to it." She said seriously then jokingly. Clark felt more at ease now that he understood what she meant. He looked at it closely and pretended to push at the door.

"She wont find me out if I pretend that it's hard to budge open." Finally he gave one last tug and opened the door.

"Wait you hear that?" Cassandra asked.

"Hear what?"

"Someone's coming!" Clark said lifting up Margaret quickly in his arms. She was quite shocked and really didn't know what to say. Clark moved towards the back of the room, Cassandra following close behind.

"You know you didn't have to lift me, I do have legs you know?"

"Yeah I know, but you might slow us down, and we're trying to get away so..."

"...So we need to get a move on before your brother decides to come in and see us just standing around." Cassandra finished Clark's sentence as she closed the other rooms door.

Looking around the two, unfamiliar with the room, were amazed at what they saw with there own two eyes. Lab equipment, cloths, and sheets everywhere!

"What the.."

"Oh don't worry about all that. My brother tried to fix me with his inventions." Margaret said brushing it off.

"Don't worry about it! Don't worry about it! I have to worry about it, he doesn't know what he's doing, he could kill you with all of this!" Cassandra took a test tube in her hand, turned it and then smelt it. "Was your brother experimenting with the meteor rocks?"

"Yes he was, but how do you know?" Quite surprised of Cassandra's knowledge of smells.

"That stuff can kill you if you don't know what your doing! I'm surprised your still alive, or not completely insane!" Cassandra bit her tung quickly. " I mean...well...you know. Clark say something!" Clark only stared about the room. He soon put Margaret on the ground.

"He knows what he's doing, he's had someone to help him this whole time."

"And who would that be?"

"Let me just say I haven't been too honest with Clark, but I can't tell you here! We gotta find somewhere to hide first."

Margaret led the two through a tunnel in the room hidden by a huge bookshelf. Once she felt that the three were safe and out of harms way did she decided to sit and tell them, but not before a loud noise interrupted her.

"Oh no its my brother! He knows." She began to rock back and forth.

"Don't worry, we wont let him hurt you." Clark told her.

"No you don't understand–" She was cut off by an explosion near the entrance. Clark made his way towards it. "He'll get hurt!" She looked towards Cassandra who was now standing in front of her.

Clark was face to face with Bruce. Bruce smiled a wicked smile as he closed his eyes.

"Oh Clark, your such a fool. My sister is crazy beyond help. I've tried my best to save her, but nothing has helped her, she's been like that since birth. Cassandra was too young to remember anything." Clark stood his ground. Bruce opened his eyes again. His once brown eyes were now green like the meteor rock. "Clark I'll take you down and the stupid bitch!"

"Not if I have anything to say, or do, about it!" Clark came running towards him, completely missing the signs.

"You asked for it! Take this" And out shot a green bolt of energy towards Clark hitting him dead on. Clark flew back breaking the wall with his body. "Ah, Mr. Strong guy cant take my hits." He laughed and came at Clark again with the same green bolt. Clark tried to move before getting hit, but it was too late, he was hit with another and another shot.

Cassandra couldn't take it anymore, she needed to see what was going on. "Margaret get to safety, I'll be there shortly."

"No don't go!" Margaret pleaded, but it was too late, Cassandra had taken off. Margaret took a few moments to look onward and then ran towards the other side of the tunnel to the exit.

Cassandra had made it in time to see Clark getting hit. She stood for a moment to catch her breath and then she went into the fight. Bruce didn't even notice her entrance. Clark gasped for air through the mid air punches.

"What can I do." Cassandra thought to herself. She wasn't, though, about to let Clark die in the hands of some power induced psycho. She looked about the area to see if there was anything she could use to either knock him out, or kill him if it came to that. She saw something that would be useful in taking down Bruce. She lifted a rock and threw it at him. It landed right into the middle of his back. He fell onto Clark who was trying to defend himself in some kind of way against the blows. Bruce pushed himself off and turned around. His eyes set on Cassandra.

"You shouldn't have done that." He gathered another bolt of energy and threw it at her, throwing Cassandra into the other wall. There she lie motionless, or so it seemed. She got up after Bruce began to go at it with Clark, who gained enough energy to be on his feet, but not out of the way. Clark didn't know how much more he could take. Cassandra threw another rock at him. Bruce spun around and couldn't believe that she had gotten up so quickly. "How did you do that?"

"Oh it's a secret. One I wont be sharing with you." She threw another rock.

"Is that all your going to do?" He laughed.

"Yeah until I get you pissed off enough to piss me off."

"What?" This made no sense to Bruce, or to Clark who was trying to get as far away from him as he could.

"Get away from him!" Clark told her.

"Don't worry Clark I know what I'm doing." She ran head on towards Bruce.

"I don't think so!" He summoned another bolt of green light, but didn't get the chance to use it, because before he knew it he was down on the ground. "How in the..."

"We all hold secrets deep down inside of us, right Clark." Clark didn't understand. This had brought him back to thinking that she knew his secret. She asked if Clark was okay, and he nodded his head yes.

"I'll be fine, I just need a minute."

"Well take all the time you need Clark, Miss Cassandra here sparked my interest in her once again." He got off the ground and dusted himself. He took a moment to prepare himself and went at her.

"I don't think so, not this time!" And hit him with something else..something different, not a rock, but an orb. She then spin kicked him in the side, sending him flying to the wall. Clark feeling more better, more himself, ran towards him lifting him up and punched him in the face. Once again Bruce was thrown to the ground. Bruce in rage got up and summoned all that he had and released it into the room. His efforts were useless, because just as quickly as he released it, had it gone out, but how.

"How did that happen?" He turned to Cassandra who was full of energy and life. Clark noticed something at that moment about Cassandra that he had not noticed before. Her eyes were brown in the lab, but now they were green. Not the bright green that was in Bruce, but a dark green, her hair was also a lighter brown, more blonde really. Of course after Bruce passed out Cassandra's hair turned her natural brown and so did her eyes.

Clark stood there for a moment looking at Bruce, then looking at Cassandra. He remembered how Bruce said that she was tough to beat the first time, before she came into the room where he was held, had she released this power earlier, but failed? Or was this just him, did he imagine the whole thing? He didn't know what to think, or what to say at the moment.

"Shouldn't we go check on Margaret?" Cassandra made her way back to where they had been not more than thirty minutes ago.

"Uh..yeah." Clark followed her.

"Your welcome."

"What?"

"Your welcome...you know for saving you back there."

"You know I never asked you to?"

"Yeah I know," she laughed for a moment. "But you needed my help and I didn't need to watch you die. And no I don't think we need to worry about Bruce."

"How do you know?" Clark stopped in his tracks and stared as she kept walking.

"Because he'll be out for a while, I haven't seen anyone get up after being hit with one of those orbs." She laughed. Clark did want to ask more questions, but he knew if he did he'd be more confused than he was already. "Some thing is wrong!" Cassandra said suddenly.

"How do you know?" He looked about, he even x-rayed, but nothing seemed different.

"I just know, I cant explain, but I know." She closed her eyes. "Its like a smell, or ...something. I really can't explain what it is about here. Its like a memory."

"A memory?" Clark didn't know what else to say, or do.

"Come on, maybe it will show its self more if we keep walking."

"What are we looking for exactly?" Clark never thought that he would say those words to anyone. It amazed him a bit on how he had used it, how it was said.

Lex lay in bed with another face, another name that after tonight would be forgotten. He enjoyed the pleasure he got with sleeping with beautiful women. He took a deep sigh and looked down to her. Her warm hand on his bare chest. He placed his hands behind his head and took another deep sigh. He felt somewhat bad, but not as bad as any man using a women would feel. He looked at her, looked at the dark colored hair, in the dark room. He took one last deep sigh and slipped into a slumber.

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So how u like it? Yeah I tried to add some action, some good action, but I doubt I got what I wanted out of it. No people Bruce isnt dead...and no I don't know if he'll fight them again, but we'll just have to see now, dont we. Just stay tuned!