Chapter 1: Walking towards freedom

I stare out into the never-ending darkness, I know the door to my freedom is just there, out of my reach. I have been in this prison for so long, I don't even know what the world outside looks like. If I have seen it, I don't recognize it. After 'he' injected that concoction into my blood system I've started to feel stronger. I can now move my head and hands freely. I've never been able to do that without being monitored by faceless people behind unbreakable glass.

This new feeling- it's a beautiful thing.

I hate this place. Ha! I hate 'him'. I hate being weak; needless to say it sucks.

I will NOT be weak. No more.

I clench my hands into fists, my biceps move beneath the grey sleeves of my tight body suit. I pull my arms away from their restraints, cracking them once and then braking them clean away. Once more I fall to the floor, but now I push myself up on to my knees. Slowly I stand to my full height. I stare again into the darkness, not seeing anything at all. I feel a slight itch in my eyes as I stare more intently. I gasp in surprise; I can see the room as if the darkness has disappeared. The room is bathed in a blue silver tinge. I scrunch my eyes even more to discover that I can now see through the wall.

"Woah"

I look into the hallway outside, there are two security guards standing erect outside. I relax my eyes and my vision returns to normal. I glance at my hands; it was like I could see the power beneath the surface of my skin. It's hard to put the words to the feeling, as I've never felt that in my body before.

The strength

The power

The gifts

I take a deep breath in, a small smile appearing on my face. Smiling. I haven't done that in a long time.

"Here we go." I walk towards my freedom.

Lex Luthor sat watching the sunset, a brandy in his hands, the descending sunlight reflecting in the tan coloured liquid. He glanced back as he heard the door of his study snapping open.

"Mr. Luthor we have problem."

"What?"

"Mr. Luthor" The middle aged man hesitantly stepped up to Lex's desk. "Project 001CK has escaped sir."

Lex turned and looked at the scientist, a smirk appearing on his hairless face. Bringing his drink up to his mouth he spoke before the glass bumped onto his lips.

"I know."

"Lois I can't believe you said that back there!"

"Well I had to say something, didn't I?"

"No you did not! That woman was obviously hurting and wanted to be alone."

"Listen Smallville, all I did was give her a little pick me up advice."

"Pick me u- Did you have to reference me in your 'little pick me up'?"

Lois gave Clark a look.

"Of course you did." He sighed.

She patted his knee "Well done my young Padawan, you have done well. We are now communicating without the need for words. Very soon you shall rule the galaxy, MUUHHAAA!" Lois said in her best Emperor impersonation.

Clark just shook his head and laughed at her antics.

The two friends were heading off to the Kent farm. Clark had insisted on picking Lois up for the 'Kent Family Sunday Dinners' as Martha called it.

"You know you didn't have to pick me up." Lois glanced at Clark "I am a big girl Clark."

"You say that every time, and you know what my response is?" Clark smiled at her "Always have someone-"

"'Out there with you,' she said mockingly."Yes, I do know thank you leader of the girl scouts."

"Ha, What happened to 'Captain Flannel' or 'El Captaino picnic blanket' hmm?"

"Meh" Lois shrugged. "You don't wear it much any more."

Clark smiled; he seemed to do that a lot around her. He was pleased with himself: Lois actually noticed

I collapse in a cornfield, to exhausted to move. I pushed myself too much escaping back there. My chest rises and falls, I close my eyes and concentrate on my breathing. As it slows down to become much calmer I can hear the insects that surround me. The birds, the trees swaying in the wind, maybe I'll see a squirrel…Wait some kind of engine. I snap my eyelids open and turn onto my stomach. Using my 'Blue vision', as I've dubbed it, I see a truck driving on a road not that far from where I lay.

I try to get up, but my limbs are too tired. The truck gets closer, determined I start to crawl. My breathing becomes ragged once more, much too fast. I can no longer see through the corn any more. The darkness comes, the ache in my muscles fade.

"Help."

"Help."

Clark looked around to where he had heard the weak request. Slamming on the breaks, the red truck lurched forward to a stop. So did Lois.

"What the hell Smallville!" She said angrily, rubbing away the pain in her shoulder from the seatbelt burn.

Clark unbuckled his own seatbelt, he glanced at her. "I think I heard something, stay here." Closing the door behind him he walk into the cornfield.

Lois watched him walk away "He heard something?"

Quickly she got out of the car to follow him. "Phhfffttt, Stay here my ass."

Clark picked his way carefully through the corn. He spotted a figure on the ground, walking closer he realized that it was a young man.

"Clark, wait up" Lois ran up towards him.

He turned to look at her. "Don't you listen?"

"To you, no." Lois looked a saw the young man. "Oh my god it's a kid."

The two of them ran to him. Clark carefully rolled him onto his back. He looked down shocked, while Lois looked on confused by Clark's face. Crouching closer, Lois swept the young man's shoulder length hair away from his features. She looked between Clark and the stranger.

"Holly Crap, he looks just like you Clark."