Summary: Lionel and Fed won't give up. Will Lex, Bart and Joanna survive?
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Survival of the Fittest
"Where's Oliver?"
"He had a meeting. Clark and Chloe are working, Martha and Jonathon had to go home, Jeremy is in playschool and AC and Victor have gone to look at the house."
"So, it's only us and Joanna here?"
"Yeah. Us three and the guards. A lot of guards. Oliver and Clark wouldn't leave us alone without them."
"Sounds like them alright. Was Joanna up?"
"Yes. Oliver fed her. She's in the playpen with Landon. They seem to like each other."
"Good. She didn't have many friends. We moved so much, trying to keep one step ahead of Lionel at all times."
"He won't give up, you know that right?"
"I know. But I trust Oliver to keep us safe. Don't you?"
"Yes. I know he won't let anything happen to you. And I trust Clarke to protect me."
"We got lucky."
Their breakfast was interrupted by a knock on the door. Lex stood up.
"I'll get it. Don't get up."
Bart heard Lex walk down the hall and open the door.
"Lex. Who is it?"
The elder man walked back into the kitchen, Lionel Luther standing behind him.
"Lionel! How did you get past the guards?"
"Your father dealt with them Bart. Don't worry."
"Are they dead?"
"They will be. We can't have witnesses. By the way Bart, you have one less thing to worry about."
"You're going to leave me and Joanna alone?"
"No, all we want know is Joanna. But thankfully, you won't be around to see what we do to her."
"What do you mean?"
Lionel smirked. He reached took a gun from his waistband and shot Lex in the chest. Bart ran foward, but was shot in the stomach before he got to Lex. Lionel smiled down at the unconscious men.
"That's what I mean."
He walked to the playpen and picked up Joanna. Now he had what he wanted, he could start his experiments.
A/N I'm evil, aren't I? R&R please. Next chapter, are Bart and Lex alive?