Dis Pater part 2
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roxySo, thanks so much for the interest. It should be kind of fun, this--kind of a story stew, a little bit of this and a little bit of that...
part one">
Lucas woke all at once, he felt smothered under a weight and it took him a moment to realize that it was Lex—he pushed and shoved out from under his brother. He stood shakily, looking down at Lex’s pale face. Lex’s hair looked funny to him; there was a lot of it all over his face, and on him too. He brushed at the long red strands pasted to his sweat sticky arm, bent and yanked and pulled at Lex’s arm but Lex was out. What if he was dead? What if Lex was dead and he was all alone in the world?
Lucas stood and began screaming for his father.
******
Lionel came running through the shaking fields, shouting for his sons. He was terrified and Lucas’ screams pierced his heart. Something horrible was happening to his sons and he hadn’t been there to protect them—
He spotted the boys in an area of flattened corn.
He swooped Lucas up and dropped to his knees besides Lex. His heart froze, ice filled his veins and he swayed, momentarily faint. He reached out and tentatively touched Lex, his skin was cool and waxy to the touch and Lionel moaned out loud. He gripped him, panic making his grasp hard as he shook and shook Lex by the shoulder and shouted out his name.
“Lex! Lex!” Lex stirred and groaned and relief flooded him so violently that he felt weak.
“Oh, thank god, thank god…” he pulled him up and held both his sons, reaction making him shake.
Lucas cried “Daddy, is Lex okay, is he okay? Look!” Lucas pointed at Lex and Lionel looked down, and gasped in horror, saw hair scattered over his hands, on the ground, over his arms—Lex was nearly completely bald, a few strands and tufts of red dotting his smooth scalp, pink and looking fragile as porcelain under his trembling hands.
******
Lex became blearily aware that he was moving, jolting up and down, he could feel his legs swing free, and his head thumped repeatedly against something solid, he felt strange… light, floating—
He heard his dad shouting and the jolting movement stopped. He could hear Lucas crying and could feel his sticky little hand so hot on his ankle, and he realized that his dad was carrying him. He opened his eyes and it was like looking through water, but he could see they were on the edge of a road--a truck stopped with a screech of brakes on the shoulder.
A man looked out the window of the dirt covered truck, next to him in the cab Lex could see a red-headed woman and a small boy, younger than Lucas and wrapped in a blanket. Then pain and heat flared up and Lex sank gratefully into sleep again.
When he was floated up to awareness again, he heard his dad thank the man for stopping, and ask if it was possible to ride with them.
“My son—he needs to get to a hospital-he’s in shock, I think.” And Lex felt the first little worm of unease. His dad sounded upset—he sounded scared. Lex opened his eyes and looked around. The man looked at his wife and she nodded, and they quickly shoved in next to the woman.
It was uncomfortably tight, and Lex continued to drift in and out of awareness. He woke to green eyes staring at him; the grimy little boy sitting on the woman’s lap reached over and stroked his hand over Lex’s head and down his cheek, a soft little smile on his lips.
Lucas immediately pushed his hand away, scowling fiercely. “No! My brother!” he yelled, the fear and worry and stress wearing him away until he was a naked bundle of emotion. The other little boy was hurt, his big eyes filling, but the woman reached over and stroked Lucas, pushing his hair away from his face and petting his cheek, trying to comfort him too.
“Don’t worry, honey. No one is going to hurt your brother, we’re trying to help…” Lex tried to speak to Lucas to reassure him, but he couldn’t stop himself from drifting into sleep again.
Lionel pulled Lucas tighter to him. “Thanks so much—I’m not sure what happened, but I appreciate you helping us like this,” He looked down at Lex. “If there’s anything I can do to repay you, I hope that you’ll let me know.” He looked at the man. “I’m Lionel Luthor, perhaps you’ve heard of me.”
The other man looked at him and introduced himself as well.
“Jonathan, Jonathan Kent, and this is my wife Martha. And yes, I have heard of you.” Lionel smiled, of course he had. There was quite the controversy raging in Smallville as to his plan—well, his opinion of him personally meant nothing, but Lionel Luthor did not leave a debt unpaid—he owed no man.
“Ah… is your son okay?” he asked. The little boy seemed fine; he was very calm, so much more so then Lucas, and considering his state of undress and the film of grime over him obviously something extremely out of the ordinary had happened to the boy.
The couple looked uncertainly at him, as though weighing their response and at that moment Lex groaned and distracted Lionel. Jonathan looked over at Martha again, a thoughtful expression on his face. Lionel smiled. Good. He did have something they wanted. They might not know it, but they already decided to ask for his help, for whatever it was they might need.
Even better then a dept paid was said payment leaving the other party owing him. Lionel let out a small breath of satisfaction. It didn’t matter that this Kent fellow looked to be simply a farmer. One never knew, did one?
TBC!
part one">
Lucas woke all at once, he felt smothered under a weight and it took him a moment to realize that it was Lex—he pushed and shoved out from under his brother. He stood shakily, looking down at Lex’s pale face. Lex’s hair looked funny to him; there was a lot of it all over his face, and on him too. He brushed at the long red strands pasted to his sweat sticky arm, bent and yanked and pulled at Lex’s arm but Lex was out. What if he was dead? What if Lex was dead and he was all alone in the world?
Lucas stood and began screaming for his father.
******
Lionel came running through the shaking fields, shouting for his sons. He was terrified and Lucas’ screams pierced his heart. Something horrible was happening to his sons and he hadn’t been there to protect them—
He spotted the boys in an area of flattened corn.
He swooped Lucas up and dropped to his knees besides Lex. His heart froze, ice filled his veins and he swayed, momentarily faint. He reached out and tentatively touched Lex, his skin was cool and waxy to the touch and Lionel moaned out loud. He gripped him, panic making his grasp hard as he shook and shook Lex by the shoulder and shouted out his name.
“Lex! Lex!” Lex stirred and groaned and relief flooded him so violently that he felt weak.
“Oh, thank god, thank god…” he pulled him up and held both his sons, reaction making him shake.
Lucas cried “Daddy, is Lex okay, is he okay? Look!” Lucas pointed at Lex and Lionel looked down, and gasped in horror, saw hair scattered over his hands, on the ground, over his arms—Lex was nearly completely bald, a few strands and tufts of red dotting his smooth scalp, pink and looking fragile as porcelain under his trembling hands.
******
Lex became blearily aware that he was moving, jolting up and down, he could feel his legs swing free, and his head thumped repeatedly against something solid, he felt strange… light, floating—
He heard his dad shouting and the jolting movement stopped. He could hear Lucas crying and could feel his sticky little hand so hot on his ankle, and he realized that his dad was carrying him. He opened his eyes and it was like looking through water, but he could see they were on the edge of a road--a truck stopped with a screech of brakes on the shoulder.
A man looked out the window of the dirt covered truck, next to him in the cab Lex could see a red-headed woman and a small boy, younger than Lucas and wrapped in a blanket. Then pain and heat flared up and Lex sank gratefully into sleep again.
When he was floated up to awareness again, he heard his dad thank the man for stopping, and ask if it was possible to ride with them.
“My son—he needs to get to a hospital-he’s in shock, I think.” And Lex felt the first little worm of unease. His dad sounded upset—he sounded scared. Lex opened his eyes and looked around. The man looked at his wife and she nodded, and they quickly shoved in next to the woman.
It was uncomfortably tight, and Lex continued to drift in and out of awareness. He woke to green eyes staring at him; the grimy little boy sitting on the woman’s lap reached over and stroked his hand over Lex’s head and down his cheek, a soft little smile on his lips.
Lucas immediately pushed his hand away, scowling fiercely. “No! My brother!” he yelled, the fear and worry and stress wearing him away until he was a naked bundle of emotion. The other little boy was hurt, his big eyes filling, but the woman reached over and stroked Lucas, pushing his hair away from his face and petting his cheek, trying to comfort him too.
“Don’t worry, honey. No one is going to hurt your brother, we’re trying to help…” Lex tried to speak to Lucas to reassure him, but he couldn’t stop himself from drifting into sleep again.
Lionel pulled Lucas tighter to him. “Thanks so much—I’m not sure what happened, but I appreciate you helping us like this,” He looked down at Lex. “If there’s anything I can do to repay you, I hope that you’ll let me know.” He looked at the man. “I’m Lionel Luthor, perhaps you’ve heard of me.”
The other man looked at him and introduced himself as well.
“Jonathan, Jonathan Kent, and this is my wife Martha. And yes, I have heard of you.” Lionel smiled, of course he had. There was quite the controversy raging in Smallville as to his plan—well, his opinion of him personally meant nothing, but Lionel Luthor did not leave a debt unpaid—he owed no man.
“Ah… is your son okay?” he asked. The little boy seemed fine; he was very calm, so much more so then Lucas, and considering his state of undress and the film of grime over him obviously something extremely out of the ordinary had happened to the boy.
The couple looked uncertainly at him, as though weighing their response and at that moment Lex groaned and distracted Lionel. Jonathan looked over at Martha again, a thoughtful expression on his face. Lionel smiled. Good. He did have something they wanted. They might not know it, but they already decided to ask for his help, for whatever it was they might need.
Even better then a dept paid was said payment leaving the other party owing him. Lionel let out a small breath of satisfaction. It didn’t matter that this Kent fellow looked to be simply a farmer. One never knew, did one?
TBC!
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4/14/05 05:31 pm (UTC)TBC? Don't make me pout at you, woman.
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4/14/05 10:17 pm (UTC)I keep missing you today--I'm home for the evening now. *hug*
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4/14/05 06:36 pm (UTC)Oh, i like this.
This Lionel doesn't seem to be an utter bastard, which is kind of nice.
:)
*bounce*
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4/14/05 11:51 pm (UTC)Yup, nice break.
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4/14/05 07:29 pm (UTC)*whispers* I have new fic, under a special filter, tis original vampire stuff with hot sex and some bloodplay and angst and yummy goodness. You want? I’ll add you. Everything is in my memories, under Snapshots. Here is a sample that I put out for the whole flist - Feel. Let me know if you want on, mkay? *smooches*
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4/14/05 10:22 pm (UTC)As for your series, hooooookaaaay smokes...Do you even need to ask! Yes please! Damn--that was the Hotness and just my flavor, girl! *G*
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4/14/05 10:42 pm (UTC)*tries to smother smirking grin* I knew you'd love it. *smooches* You're on the filter now, enjoy! And pretty please let me know if you enjoy outside of the hotness? Not all of them are sex or biting. *nods* Some are even angsty. Heh.
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4/15/05 04:40 am (UTC)LOVING IT!!
And now Lucas is there and they seem to be good brothers, and Clark...oh wowsa!!
More, more!!
*holds kisses hostage till next chapter*
:P
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4/15/05 08:11 pm (UTC)“No! My brother!”
A cute Lucas and a non-complete bastardous Lionel??
Exactly how AU are you willing to go?!!
;D
Fantastic section!
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