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Claws

By: Flora
folder Smallville › General
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 34
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Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Chapter Thirty-Two

Lana POV

The pounding in my head was so fierce I felt as if little tiny midgets were banging hammers against it.

Hammer………

The memory hit me with the force of a tidal wave and my eyes immediately flew open and promptly closed as the pain in my head assaulted me once again. Taking slow breaths to try and ease some of the pain away, I slowly opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. It looked as if I was in some kind of basement. Not your regular basement though. It was a finished basement with a light blue color painted on the walls and plenty of track lighting to fully illuminate it.

I tried sitting up only to realize too late that I was bound at the hands and feet by duct tape.

Lovely……

After some shimmying, I managed to get myself into a sitting position and rested my back against one of the walls, my breath coming in heavy gasps as my exertion caused my head to pound even harder. My vision swam in and out of focus and I thought for sure I was going to pass out again. I closed my eyes in an effort to get the room to stop spinning and it seemed to work momentarily. Slowly, I opened them again and I looked around the basement. This time I noticed work tables filled with tools and what looked like locks and doorknobs all over the place. Directly to my right there was a table blocking my vision further into the basement but looking in between the legs I could make out more work tables and what looked like a pile of clothing further in.

What the hell happened? How did I get here? My last coherent thought was going into the ladies room, using the bathroom and washing my hands then…….Oh my god. Alexa. She was there in the bathroom with me. But suddenly Clark was there and I told him Alexa was there and we needed to find the police………………….

Shit.

Shaking my head, I realized that Alexa had used her power over me once again. The events immediately following that memory were jumbled. I remember being in front of some utility van and then I remember seeing a hammer before I blacked out. Obviously, Alexa had kidnapped me but I didn’t know how long I had been out for and I didn’t know how far out of Smallville Alexa had taken me.

Above me I could hear footsteps heading towards the door and I slowly started to panic. I took three deep breaths trying to get my nerves to calm down. Quickly looking around I saw a ton of possible weapons but no way to get to them or use them while my hands and feet were tied. Finally, I just decided to throw myself down on the floor and pretend as if I was still unconscious hoping to delay the inevitable. I slid my body closer to where I believed I had been lying down and closed my eyes. No less than three seconds later, I could hear the door to the basement open and soft footsteps descended towards the landing at the bottom.

Oh god, please leave when you see I’m not awake. Oh God, please leave when you see I’m not awake………..

I repeated it myself over and over like a mantra trying to block out my fear and just concentrate on pretending to be unconscious.

“Laaaaana.” Alexa whispered in a sing-song voice. “Laaaana darling, are you awake yet? It’s almost time to plaaaayy.”

Alexa’s footsteps grew louder until they were almost on top of me, yet somehow I kept my face relaxed and my breathing even.

“Awww Lana, you dissapoint me. Here I was hoping we’d be able to get this started. But it’s no fun when you’re not awake.” Alexa continued to whisper and the malice laced under her tone made me want to shiver. “I guess I’ll have to remedy that now won’t I?”

Suddenly ice cold water was poured on my face and immediately I tried to sit up, gasping at the sudden cold. I rolled onto my side and I raised my hands to rub at my eyes only to be blocked by the tape. Groaning in frustration, I rubbed at them with my forearm and quickly focused on the person standing in front of me laughing at my discomfort.

“And the princess awakens!” Alexa shouted with a flair of her hand that held the bucket that, I assumed, had contained the water I was now drenched in.

I only glared back at Alexa, determined not to let her see how scared I was and how helpless I felt.

Alexa clucked her tongue against her teeth and tilted her head slightly to one side and placed one hand on her hip. “Oh come now, Lana. It’s just a little water.” Alexa lowered her voice slightly and took two small steps towards me. “I assure you it’s child’s play compared to what I have in store for you.”

Looking into those maniacal eyes I couldn’t help the involuntary shiver that raced up my spine. But my pride wouldn’t let me be daunted by this psychopath. “Oh really?” I said sarcastically. “I just can’t wait to see what little treats you have for me.”

Alexa’s eyes widened for a second before laughing. “You really are stupid little twit aren’t you?” She laughed one more time before standing up straight and looking down at me, her expression once more serious. “When I’m through with you, you’re going to wis-.” Alexa’s threat was cut off by a knock upstairs and my heart leapt in my chest. Narrowing her eyes, Alexa walked towards the nearest worktable and appeared to be looking for something on top of it.

Oh my god. She’s going to hit me with something. She’s going to cut me into tiny little Lana pieces that no one will be able to find much less identify.

Frantically, I struggled with the tape at my hands trying to get some leeway in them. I kicked out my feet trying to get the tape to loosen there as well. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Alexa coming towards me with something in her hand. Instinctively, I rolled away from her and tried to get on my feet. Even if I had to jump bunny style all the way to the top of the stairs, I was going to do it.

Behind me I felt rather than saw Alexa close in on me. When she grabbed at my hair I let out a scream for help, while my mind screamed out the one name I could always count on in a situation like this…

CLARK! HELP ME……………..please…………….

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