Lex Luthor sighed heavily and leaned back in his chair, seething with rage. Yet another robbery. This time, they had taken more than last time, 800,000. He slammed the desk his fist in rage and rubbed his bald head, agitated. It wasn't the money that bothered him. He was a Luthor for goodness sakes. He spent that much money on clothes in a month. It was nothing. It was the frequency of the attacks, this never happened to him. Never!

Normally, his father would have been another factor, but now, the new 'converted' Lionel Luthor never even said a word. This crap was getting on his nerves! Jesus Christ! He spent a few millions a year to ensure that Luthor Corp would have top notch security and in the past six months, they had already been robbed four times. Four times for goodness sakes!

It wasn't just the frequency that surprised him. It was the speed. One second, everything would be all there. Then a few seconds later, it was all gone.

His hands shaking, he picked up his drink. A knock sounded at his door.

"C'mon in." He said, forcing a normal tone.

A tall, slender woman stepped in to the room. She was lightly muscled and it excellent physical shape with an extremely attractive figure. She walked gracefully across to his desk and sat down.

"Ah…" He said coldly, "If it isn't you again, Inspector Hilda."

"Lex, Lex. Must we be so formal. My name is Kristena, refer to me as so."

"Informal? The last time we met, you tried to get me arrested."

"Yes, but five years is so long ago, isn't it?"

Lex flexed his arms. He went over to his window. He sighed. Yes, three years was a long time. A really long time. Considering that the night before she left, they had been in a hotel room. He turned back to her.

"What exactly is it you want, Kristena?"

"Relax, Lex. You're so tense all the time. I'm here to help you. There's somebody I want you to meet."

"Who?"

"Somebody who can help you greatly, Lex, believe me."

"Believe you?" Lex asked skeptically. He chuckled. "The last time I believed you, officer, I was almost arrested for murder."

"Ahhhh, another one of our past mishaps." She said, crossing her long, slim legs.

"Mishap? Hardly. You're very cunning."

"I prefer calculating."

"I prefer dubious."

"Lex, Lex." She said, coming around his desk. She reached for him, but he slapped her hands away, eyes glazed with anger.

"This is just another plot for mine and my father's devolution. Let's be honest here. We share a mutual oppugnation for each other. Let's not start to pretend. All you ever thought of me for was just another play toy."

Though his eyes were glazed with anger and hatred, Lex felt his heart bleed. This was the woman he had loved. Cherished. He had thought she had loved him too. Big mistake.

"Will you just listen to me?" Kristena asked, a little flustered. No, she had to admit, she hadn't really loved him. For her, it had been lust, the thrill of cheating on that good for nothing bastard who beat on her. But she didn't hate him. If things had been different, she might have even loved him.

"Alright." Lex said, dropping in to his chair. He looked up at her, awaiting an explanation.

"Thank you." She said. She pulled out her laptop. "May I?"

Lex shrugged. "Whatever."

She ignored the sting and set her laptop in front of him, in an angle where they could both see it. She turned it on. Lex breathed in her vanilla scent, so pure, so beautiful. He shook his head and got serious, staring intently at the laptop.

Kristena finally got to a screen. It was obviously outside Luthor Corp. Kristena started the video. The van arrived and three heavily armed men came out. They opened the truck. Kristena smiled now. There was money in the van. The men reached in for it, prepared to take it inside Luthor Corp. Suddenly, the money vanished!

"I hate to break it to you, Kristena, but I've already seen this video."

"Yes, but have you seen it frame by frame?"

Lex snorted. "Frame by Frame would only serve to prove the point that there was a trap door underneath, as all of my experts have concluded."

"Have you seen the truck, Lex? You and I both know there was no trap door."

"Yes, Kristena. What else could have happened? An act of god?" He snickered, rubbing his hands together.

"No, The act of a very, very fast man."

"Man? Mrs. Hilda, I assume to become part of the police force you have to take a mental stability test. Perhaps you slipped in a couple of bills?"

Kristena ignored him. She slowed the film down to frame by frame. Lex watched his security guards come out very slowly. They opened the door. Lex leaned in closely. In one of the frames, a blur appeared.

"What is that?" Lex asked, knowing the answer.

"You know what it is."

Though it was a blur, there was little doubt it was a man. After zooming, they could make out the slight mark of GAP jeans. Lex leaned back. "What tha hell is going on?" He asked, confused.

Kristena shook her head. In the next frame, the blur was gone!

"Jesus Christ." Lex whispered. "You mean I've been robbed by some guy…"

"Person." Kristena corrected.

"..With super speed?" Lex finished.

"Yes, Lex."

"Very believable, Kristena."

"Goddamit, Lex, you saw it with your own eyes."

"We both know our eyes can play tricks on us, especially when it comes to people." Lex said coldly.

Kristena leaned back, stung. "O.k., Lex. Before you declare me insane, there's something I want you to see."

Phillip stood, watching him. Clark came down the steps like the other high school kids. He looked a little tired. Phillip followed him. He was surprised to see the kid enter a school bus. He dropped in to a seat. Phillip entered the bus.

He saw a blonde with short hair drop in beside Clark. She draped her arm around him. Clark smiled. They were obviously close. Phillip went to the back of the bus. He could wait. He had waited two years, he could wait a few more hours.

Lex pulled his Hummer in to the Parking Lot. He turned to Kristena. He looked up at the small cottage in front of him. "This is it?" He asked skeptically.

Kristena was already half way out. "Shut up and follow me. And quit with the sarcasm, you're making me sick."

Lex got out and followed her. The cottage was empty.

"Nice place." Lex quipped.

Kristena snarled at him. She went to a small door on the floor. She opened it. Lex raised an eyebrow and followed her.

They climbed down a ladder. They finally dropped in to a room. All sorts of people were running around and stuff. There were computers everywhere. Utter chaos. Lex sighed, amazed. "I bet nobody knows about this place."

Kristena shrugged. "Few people do," she admitted. Lex followed her. They stopped behind an obese man. His head was dyed red and he wore glasses. He was chewing on a donut and his banana tie and striped shirt were stained with grape jelly.

"Hey, Kristena." The man said. He reached out his hand to Lex. "Ian Allen. Weird name, I know."

Lex nodded, rudely refusing the grape stained hands. He really didn't care what the man thought of him. "You know who I am, so do what you have to do."

Ian withdrew his hand offended. Kristena glared at Lex. She whispered angrily, "Listen, you selfish bastard, you may not really care what people do for you, but this man has been working day and night to help me with this. So don't you dare…"

"Don't I dare what?" Lex snarled. "I don't have to be here. As far as I'm concerned, I'm doing you a favor. Don't snap at me. I'll talk to whoever I want however I want. You understand me?"

Kristena sighed. The Luthors could be so stubborn. She had learned where Lex had gotten it from a long time ago. Lex Luthor wasn't the only Luthor man she had ever been with. As far as she was concerned, she would pick Lionel over Lex any day.

"C'mon, Ian." She said, clapping him playfully on the back.

He smiled and turned his fat body around. His chubby fingers struck the keys quickly and easily. In a matter of seconds, a video image had appeared. It was focused on a bus stop. Five men and two women were sitting down, waiting. It was in the afternoon. They watched for a few seconds.

Lex sighed, impatiently. "Hopefully, this isn't your proof, Kristena? I hoped you could have fabricated something better. Atleast I might have been able to go to sleep with a good chuckle, huh?"

"Shut your mouth." She snapped. "Just watch."

Lex smiled smugly. He was getting to her, just as he hoped he would. He watched the screen. Everything was going normally. Atlast, a boy appeared, out of nowhere. He was blonde with spiky hair.

"What tha hell?" Lex exclaimed.

Kristena nodded. "That's what I've been trying to tell you."

"Jesus Christ."

The boy disappeared again. All of a sudden, everybody yelled out at once.

A man screamed, "My wallet is missing! My wallet is missing!"

Everybody repeated those words.

"Super speed." Lex whispered.

"Yes." Kristena said, "Super speed."

"It could be teleporting." Lex said.

"It's a possibility. We haven't figured it out yet."

Lex swallowed. "I think I need to sit down," He croaked out.

Kristena nodded symphatetically, "I know. I know. Come with me." She took his shaking hand. She turned to Ian, "Found out the kid's name?"

He shook his head, "Working on it."

Kristena nodded and took Lex down a long hallway in to a room. There were various pieces of furniture around. They sat down.

"This is hard to believe." Lex admitted.

"I know."

"I should have believed you. For that, I apologize."

"Apology accepted."

"I-''

Someone knocked at the door. Ian managed to squeeze his fat frame through. "We got the kid's name," He said, "Allen. Bart Allen."