Dis Pater part 14
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Okay, trying this one more time. I tried to post this sucker a bazillion times last night and something always went wrong. Let's hope I don't screw it up today.
Dis Pater
“Shit!” Lex was crowded out of the way again by SWAT agents, as the monitors displayed static.
“We’ve got shots fired, one hostage down,” one of the agents barked into his radio. “Full alert.”
The team began to swing into action, and the Kents and the Luthors were pushed back to the rear of the staging area.
Lionel looked dazed, and Lex worried that he was affected so much. Lucas being in real danger was sending his dad into a tailspin and Lex didn’t think he could handle that right now. “What was that boy thinking,” Lionel muttered and Jonathan snapped at him.
“He wasn’t--he’s a teenager who’s been waiting for someone out *here* to take the initiative.” Jonathan swung around to face Lionel. “You’ve got a hostage situation and you’ve got to deal with it.”
Lex nodded, looking grim. “You’re right. I’m going in.” he tried to move past his dad, but he grabbed his arm. “No! No, Lex, you can’t endanger yourself too. Let the ones who know what they’re doing handle it. It’s the safest way.”
“You know what dad— it’s my plant, that's what you told me. That makes it my call.”
Lionel grabbed both Lex’s arms and said, "I can’t allow it!”
Lex pulled away. “Someone’s got to do something—it’s got to be me.” He turned to the agent standing next to him. “Tell him Lex Luthor’s coming in.”
The agent shook his head. “Your father’s right sir—I really wouldn’t advise it. He’s on edge, he’s already fired a shot and he’s physically attacked a hostage. The situation--”
Lex cut him off. “Make the call.”
*******
A murmur ran through the huddled crowd, and Lucas looked up. Shit! No—Lex you idiot!
Clark looked at Lucas and he shrugged.
“I knew he’d try something like this. He thinks he’s a hero.” His eyes narrowed at the look on Clark’s face. Obviously as far as Clark was concerned, he was. Okay, so what-- he was brave…he *was* brave, Lucas thought, and his chest warmed thinking that Lex would do almost anything to protect him…
Lex walked up to Earl, his hands raised and the bullet proof vest he wore made him look somehow thin and frail, Lucas thought, and for the first time he felt fear for Lex. Maybe he wasn’t invincible, maybe he couldn’t do everything. What if Earl hurt him?
“What kind of man sends his kid to do his dirty work,” Earl asked and Lex said, “I’m not doing anyone’s dirty work. This is my plant. Lucas, you okay? How is he?” He asked and tilted his head toward Whitney, pale as milk, and still unconscious on the floor.
“He might need a doctor. Lex…why--”
Lex cut Lucas off and turned back to Earl. “What are we going to do about these kids, Earl?”
Earl jittered from foot to foot, his eyes were wide and Lucas figured he was about to go off again at any minute. “I never meant to hurt anyone,” the words rushed out of his mouth, “I tried talking to your father but he wouldn’t listen!”
Lex nodded and started to take the vest off.
No! Idiot! Lucas yelped “Lex! No!” but Lex shot him a glare and he angrily sat back down again. Clark put a hand on his shoulder and it froze him—he wasn’t sure if he wanted to lean into it, or smack it off. Clark patted his shoulder gently with his big warm hand and Lucas slowly let out the breath he’d been holding. Lex made him so damn mad…He glanced up at Clark expecting him to be making goo-goo eyes at Lex, but he was looking at him instead, a little smile on his face. At Lucas’ look, he blushed, his cheeks turning red. His smile got a little bigger before he pointed at Lex and Earl and mouthed, we have to watch out for Lex.
“Earl,” Lex was saying, “You say everyone’s been lying to you—I know the feeling.I’m going to tell you the truth. No matter what happens in this room today, my father’s P.R firm will spin it so that you’re the one at fault. Whatever you want, whatever happens…you’ll be remembered as the bad guy here. Do you want that? You have a son—do you *want* him to think his father would hurt other children?”
Lucas strained to hear Earl's reply—it looked like Lex’s words had affected him. His head dropped. “I—I’m just trying to get better…” he trailed off and looked wounded.
Lex spoke quietly, with sympathy, “How are you gonna get better by killing a bunch of kids? Let them go Earl. Let them go and I’ll take you to Level Three.”
Earl jerked back to attention and swung the gun up to point at Lex and Clark jumped up. Lucas grabbed him, “Let him try this. He knows what he’s doing…” I hope!
“Let them go Earl and I’ll show you where it is. Trust me. I’m a man of my word.”
Earl seemed to struggle with himself for a moment before he swung towards the kids and yelled for them to get out.
The teachers quickly organized the students and helped to walk Whitney out, Lucas noted with relief that he was groggy but on his feet. Clark urged Lucas forward with the rest of the kids and as he passed Lex, he stopped. “Lex…”
Lex turned to him, his face a mix of exasperation and fondness. “Lucas—don’t argue now, okay--please—just leave, help get everyone out.”
Clark leaned around Lucas’ side and asked Lex, “There really is a Level Three? Do you know where it is?”
“Sure Clark. It’s in his imagination. Now get out of here.” Lex gave Clark a little push and gave Lucas a quick one-armed hug. Lucas hugged him back. “Stay safe,” he whispered quickly, and then the two dashed down the hallway after the rest, and they could see the fire door rolling shut. They ran under the doors, the last ones out, and as soon as Lucas was through the doors, Clark turned back.
“What the hell!” Lucas yelled out, “Come on, Clark what are you doing? We’ve gotta go!”
“Don’t worry about me!”
Lucas watched in shock as Clark rolled back under the doors and they shut with an ominous clang.
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OOOOOOOH...scary! TBC. Soon. *crosses fingers, prays really hard*
Okay, trying this one more time. I tried to post this sucker a bazillion times last night and something always went wrong. Let's hope I don't screw it up today.
Dis Pater
“Shit!” Lex was crowded out of the way again by SWAT agents, as the monitors displayed static.
“We’ve got shots fired, one hostage down,” one of the agents barked into his radio. “Full alert.”
The team began to swing into action, and the Kents and the Luthors were pushed back to the rear of the staging area.
Lionel looked dazed, and Lex worried that he was affected so much. Lucas being in real danger was sending his dad into a tailspin and Lex didn’t think he could handle that right now. “What was that boy thinking,” Lionel muttered and Jonathan snapped at him.
“He wasn’t--he’s a teenager who’s been waiting for someone out *here* to take the initiative.” Jonathan swung around to face Lionel. “You’ve got a hostage situation and you’ve got to deal with it.”
Lex nodded, looking grim. “You’re right. I’m going in.” he tried to move past his dad, but he grabbed his arm. “No! No, Lex, you can’t endanger yourself too. Let the ones who know what they’re doing handle it. It’s the safest way.”
“You know what dad— it’s my plant, that's what you told me. That makes it my call.”
Lionel grabbed both Lex’s arms and said, "I can’t allow it!”
Lex pulled away. “Someone’s got to do something—it’s got to be me.” He turned to the agent standing next to him. “Tell him Lex Luthor’s coming in.”
The agent shook his head. “Your father’s right sir—I really wouldn’t advise it. He’s on edge, he’s already fired a shot and he’s physically attacked a hostage. The situation--”
Lex cut him off. “Make the call.”
*******
A murmur ran through the huddled crowd, and Lucas looked up. Shit! No—Lex you idiot!
Clark looked at Lucas and he shrugged.
“I knew he’d try something like this. He thinks he’s a hero.” His eyes narrowed at the look on Clark’s face. Obviously as far as Clark was concerned, he was. Okay, so what-- he was brave…he *was* brave, Lucas thought, and his chest warmed thinking that Lex would do almost anything to protect him…
Lex walked up to Earl, his hands raised and the bullet proof vest he wore made him look somehow thin and frail, Lucas thought, and for the first time he felt fear for Lex. Maybe he wasn’t invincible, maybe he couldn’t do everything. What if Earl hurt him?
“What kind of man sends his kid to do his dirty work,” Earl asked and Lex said, “I’m not doing anyone’s dirty work. This is my plant. Lucas, you okay? How is he?” He asked and tilted his head toward Whitney, pale as milk, and still unconscious on the floor.
“He might need a doctor. Lex…why--”
Lex cut Lucas off and turned back to Earl. “What are we going to do about these kids, Earl?”
Earl jittered from foot to foot, his eyes were wide and Lucas figured he was about to go off again at any minute. “I never meant to hurt anyone,” the words rushed out of his mouth, “I tried talking to your father but he wouldn’t listen!”
Lex nodded and started to take the vest off.
No! Idiot! Lucas yelped “Lex! No!” but Lex shot him a glare and he angrily sat back down again. Clark put a hand on his shoulder and it froze him—he wasn’t sure if he wanted to lean into it, or smack it off. Clark patted his shoulder gently with his big warm hand and Lucas slowly let out the breath he’d been holding. Lex made him so damn mad…He glanced up at Clark expecting him to be making goo-goo eyes at Lex, but he was looking at him instead, a little smile on his face. At Lucas’ look, he blushed, his cheeks turning red. His smile got a little bigger before he pointed at Lex and Earl and mouthed, we have to watch out for Lex.
“Earl,” Lex was saying, “You say everyone’s been lying to you—I know the feeling.I’m going to tell you the truth. No matter what happens in this room today, my father’s P.R firm will spin it so that you’re the one at fault. Whatever you want, whatever happens…you’ll be remembered as the bad guy here. Do you want that? You have a son—do you *want* him to think his father would hurt other children?”
Lucas strained to hear Earl's reply—it looked like Lex’s words had affected him. His head dropped. “I—I’m just trying to get better…” he trailed off and looked wounded.
Lex spoke quietly, with sympathy, “How are you gonna get better by killing a bunch of kids? Let them go Earl. Let them go and I’ll take you to Level Three.”
Earl jerked back to attention and swung the gun up to point at Lex and Clark jumped up. Lucas grabbed him, “Let him try this. He knows what he’s doing…” I hope!
“Let them go Earl and I’ll show you where it is. Trust me. I’m a man of my word.”
Earl seemed to struggle with himself for a moment before he swung towards the kids and yelled for them to get out.
The teachers quickly organized the students and helped to walk Whitney out, Lucas noted with relief that he was groggy but on his feet. Clark urged Lucas forward with the rest of the kids and as he passed Lex, he stopped. “Lex…”
Lex turned to him, his face a mix of exasperation and fondness. “Lucas—don’t argue now, okay--please—just leave, help get everyone out.”
Clark leaned around Lucas’ side and asked Lex, “There really is a Level Three? Do you know where it is?”
“Sure Clark. It’s in his imagination. Now get out of here.” Lex gave Clark a little push and gave Lucas a quick one-armed hug. Lucas hugged him back. “Stay safe,” he whispered quickly, and then the two dashed down the hallway after the rest, and they could see the fire door rolling shut. They ran under the doors, the last ones out, and as soon as Lucas was through the doors, Clark turned back.
“What the hell!” Lucas yelled out, “Come on, Clark what are you doing? We’ve gotta go!”
“Don’t worry about me!”
Lucas watched in shock as Clark rolled back under the doors and they shut with an ominous clang.
********
OOOOOOOH...scary! TBC. Soon. *crosses fingers, prays really hard*
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4/29/05 08:53 pm (UTC)And...you know...i'm a big 'ole pervet 'cause i'm having happy, happy scenes of Lex/Clark/Lucas all rolling around in a big bed at the castle...
Oh yes.
:)