A/N: Well I'm excited now because while taking a shower recently I have finished how the plot should go in my mind. Which is definitely a good thing! I was a little apprehensive once I started cause it was going so well and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to keep it interesting. But I happy with my plan so enjoy!

Lana woke the next morning with a pain in her cheek. She reached a perfectly manicured hand to her face and rubbed the left side that was sore.

"Ow." She stated lazily as she was still tired. She forced herself to get up and wandered groggily into the bathroom. Upon looking at her reflection she saw what she thought was a zit and a rather large one at that.

"Oh gross. Just what I needed." She thought to herself. Although it was a clear no no in the world of skin care she decided to pop it. Before she had a chance to realize what had happened, hundreds of tiny spiders began pulling themselves from the lump and scattering across her face. She screamed in horror while flicking at them to get them off. Her efforts were futile as they just kept coming.

"Someone help me!" She shrieked and soon passed out from the poisonous bites.

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Clark sat on the couch in his loft and yawned. All of a sudden his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Clark?" Asked the voice on the other end.

"Lex! Whats up?"

"Clark we need you at Smallville medical. It's Lana." He stated in the very calm Lex like manner.

"I'll be right over." And he hung up. He knew he could get there in seconds flat and it was killing him that he couldn't. Lex would be too suspicious.

Clark arrived at the med center to find Lex standing outside a room. Lex immediately noticed that Clark looked more then worried.

"What happened? Can I see her?" He asked eagerly.

"No Clark I'm sorry. She's not aloud visitors yet."

"Well what the hell happened?"

"I went to the Talon apartment this morning to discuss some funding issues with her and found her inside passed out on the floor. There were spiders everywhere. It was certainly strange."

Clark couldn't help but feel annoyed at how calm Lex acted in emergencies.

"Spiders?"

"The doctors say that's why she passed out, from the venom that is." He noticed Clark was very tense. Believably so of course. "Look Clark. I've flown in the best doctors from Metropolis. I promise you I'll do everything I can."

"Thats good to know" Clark drawled, not all that relieved.

"Now if you'll excuse me I've got some things to attend to." He patted Clark on the back and stalked away.

Suddenly a thought began to form in his mind and he knew the best person to help him with it.

"Chloe's weirdar is definitely about to hit def con five." He said grimly.

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Clark walked eagerly up the walk to Chloe's house. He was happy she was there. He could see her car through the garage door. He knocked. No answer. He knocked again. Same result. Clark's mind being already worried, immediately jumped to bad conclusions.

X-raying the house and finding no signs of life, he burst through the door and into the kitchen.

"Chloe!" He yelled. He looked around and found no signs of her. At first he though maybe she had went with her dad in his car as it was missing from the garage. But he found the note to Chloe from her father that dissolved that theory. Plus he noticed her purse with her press pass, car keys, cell phone and some money, still sitting by the door. She'd never leave without those. Not by choice anyways.

Clark continued to look around but found nothing strange. But then as he walked back out of the front door he saw it. Footprints on the ground. Two sets of them. And sitting next to one of the prints, was one of Chloe's shoes.

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Next, Clark ran to the Talon apartment. He quickly scanned the place and what caught his eye was coming from the bedroom. Deciding to investigate, he entered quickly and found a few last tiny spiders crawling. They seemed to come from a porcelain doll by her bed. He x-rayed it and discovered a small nest inside the hollow porcelain face.

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Clark rushed to the Torch. Once there, he sat at the desk and logged onto the Internet. Thats when he found it. Chloe had stored a master list of urban legends on her favorites list. He scrolled through them carefully stopping at one which made him almost lose all color in his face.

"The Porcelain Doll"

One of the most varied urban legends of all time. In this particular version, it depicts a beautiful, popular, and slightly spoiled girl who begs her mom for a porcelain doll. Her mother gladly obliges and the girl places the doll above her bed. A few days later she discovers a lump on her face in which millions of tiny spiders come from. She dies of the poisonous bites. Apparently there was a nest in the doll.

"Oh God! He got Lana. And now I don't have Chloe to figure it out with me!" Clark put his head in his hands and gasped. Everything was going wrong.

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Chloe woke in a dark room. She wasn't sure if it was a bedroom or a basement or what. She just knew it wasn't good. One of her first hints was it was dark but it didn't help that she was tied to a chair in unbelievably tight ropes and gaged. She tried to get out words but just managed some small noises. Her muffled sounds were met with dead silence.

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Clark's phone rang again.

"Hello?"

"Clark Kent?" replied a dark unrecognizable voice.

"Yes. Who is this?"

"I think you know the answer to that Clark. Or should I call you kal."

"I don't know what your talking about, but this isn't a good time." Clark stated nervously.

"Oh I think this is as good a time as any. You want to catch me don't you?"

"Your the person who attacked Lana?" He accused, volume rising.

"Thats such a harsh way of putting it. I simply gave her a porcelain doll. She should know better then to take things from strangers. Naughty girl, she deserved it." The voice squealed with delight.

"Who is this, and why are you doing this?" Clark yelled.

"Temper Mr. Kal! You better watch it! Or Blondy will get it!" He snickered.

"What did you do with Chloe? Tell me where she is damn it!"

"I think not Kal!"

"Why did you attack Lana and Chloe. And the others.?"

"Silly rabbit!" The voice quipped. "The others were just fun. My own personal reasons. But the two girlie girls knew you so naturally I had to take something you love! Other wise you wouldn't have investigated me and I needed you to, you see!" Announced the voice gleefully.

"Your wrong. I was investigating you anyways. So let Chloe go damn it!" Clark's temper was piqued.

"So Clarkie, I know all about you yes yes! Heat vision, bullet proof, super strength, speed!" He chirped.

"I don't know what you're talking about I swear."

"I seen you! With my own two eyes yes yes. I was watching for you. He's very interested in you, you see. I had to watch for you!"

"What...who.. what are you talking about?" Clark yelled again becoming frustrated.

"La la la la la. I can sing! Blondy won't be able to do anything! Not sing, nothing! Shame shame. Meet me in Metropolis. Warehouse 757. Super speed there! Maybe you can save her. Probably not but you can hope right? I'm getting a bit bored and I haven't had a women in quite a while come to think about it yes yes!"

"Don't you dare touch her!" Clark practically screamed. "I'll be there in about five minuets."

And with that he was gone.

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A figure appeared in the doorway causing Chloe's eyes to dart up. The figure approached her. She tried to yell but the gag was just to tight.

"Shh. It's Ok." The man purred. "Clarkie will be here soon!"

Chloe continued to make muffled sounds through the gag and tried making eye motions and head motions signaling for him to ungag her.

"That bugging you? I'll just take it off then."

Chloe breathed a sigh of relief wanting to mouth off as soon as free. The man caught her off guard by bending down and placing his lips on the gag. She felt every muscle in her body tense up as he brushed his lips against her. Thankfully he finally removed it.

"Sorry gorgeous. Just thought I'd make it interesting."

And with that he leaned over again and Chloe made a move to scream at him to get away but before she could, his face changed immediately and he fell over with a knife in his back. A familiar voice spoke.

"Can't let anything happen to you yet."

When Chloe looked to see who had killed the man she yelled immediately.

"YOU?" she shrieked.