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The Return of Lex Luthor 30/?

Author: Phoenixnz
Title: The Return of Lex Luthor
Genre: Drama

Characters: Clark, Lois, Lex, OC, Perry White, Justice League
Pairings: Clois, Lex/OC
Rating: Mostly PG but some chapters R
Disclaimer: The characters of Smallville and the DC comic universe belong to the producers, writers etc. The original character is mine but is not, I repeat, not a real person, although they are drawn from real life for the sake of realism. Any resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is coincidence.

Summary: Lex Luthor returns with a few surprises. And he seems to be a changed man. Can Clark trust him? Should he?

It all started here

Go back a step


Chapter Thirty

Clark glanced at Lois. She was unnaturally quiet, but her eyes were wary as they were driven to their unknown destination. She didn’t look at him, squeezing his hand as if perhaps to reassure herself that he was still there beside her.

The journey wasn’t long. They were both herded out of the vehicle and into the non-descript building. A press of a gun into his ribs guided Clark into a service elevator and it went down, shuddering to a halt at least two floors below ground level.

Corelli’s man was silent as he pushed them ahead of him into an area behind a cargo bay, taking out a card to swipe through the reader and pushing them through the door.

Clark glanced around, absorbing as much information as he could. He’d known Corelli had a big operation, but he hadn’t known how sophisticated it was. It certainly beat the Ace of Clubs for Intergang’s operations.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Lane and Kent!” Corelli hoicked and spat. Lois rolled her eyes. Guess you can take the man off the street, but ... At the end of the day, Clark thought, Corelli was still nothing better than a thug. Corelli just grinned, showing yellow, crooked teeth. “What can I do for the infamous writing team?”

“We want to know where Julia Luthor is.”

Corelli cocked an eyebrow at Lois.

“Direct and to the point, aren’t you? I heard that about you.”

“Quit stalling and talk.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t even know Luthor’s old lady.”

“We never said anything about her being Lex’s wife,” Clark told him and Corelli looked annoyed. “Superman told us you might know who’s got her.”

“And we’re asking nicely,” Lois added.

“You barge into my club, manhandle my guys and this is you asking nicely?”

Lois sent him a smirk. Clark sighed. You’d think, he thought, that if Corelli knew her that well, he’d know that that really was Lois asking nicely. And that smirk on her face? That spelled trouble.

But he figured this time it was his turn. So he stepped forward, grabbing Corelli by the collar.

“We’re not messing around,” he said. “A woman’s life is at stake here. And you and I both know the ‘family’ doesn’t take kindly to innocent women getting caught up in it.”

It was true. The Italian Mafioso could be very old-fashioned when it wanted to be, and it didn’t like to involve women in its affairs. Usually.

“Okay, okay, you got me,” Corelli said, proving he was just as old-fashioned. “It’s Reubens. The guy who claims to be Morgan Edge’s kid. He’s got her holed up at Edge’s old place.”

That bastard, Clark thought, as Lois forced Corelli to rattle off the address.

It was obvious Corelli didn’t know who he was working for and judging from the electronic equipment in Lex’s office, Lex went all out to keep it that way. If Bruce was right, and Reubens was trying to stage his own coup, using Superman to do it, then Lex must have been extremely displeased. It made sense. Lex had probably decided to set Reubens up, thinking Reubens would come after him, not Julia. Lex would look like the victim in this scenario, cementing his ‘born again’ image.

Corelli swore as he told the thugs who had brought them to release them. He realised he had no choice. He didn’t want Superman on his tail. And getting rid of two nosy but award-winning reporters wouldn’t do him any favours. Still cursing, he told them to get out.

Clark and Lois got out of there as quickly as they could, deciding they would go back as soon as this was over and get as much evidence as they could on Corelli.

But first, they had to think of Julia. Lois stood back as Clark ripped open his shirt, revealing the blue suit with the El crest on his torso.

“Go,” she said. “Go save her. And be careful. Reubens knows everything about you.”


Julia sat on the lumpy sofa, hands still tied in front of her, watching her captor warily. She had seen the old house from the car, but still had no idea where it was or who it belonged to. The men had pulled her out, not even bothering to help as she tripped and fell. One of them just dragged her to her feet and pushed her in the main door.

They were greeted by a man with wavy, shoulder-length blonde hair and blue eyes. He was also holding a gun on her. He’d smiled at her, but the smile was about as a warm as that of a crocodile.

Julia found herself thrust into the room she was in now. Made to sit down on the lumpy sofa. The tape on her mouth was removed, making her skin sting a little. Her captor straightened her glasses.

“There now. You’re a pretty little thing, aren’t you?”

Julia said nothing, even though she really wanted to tell this creep to go to hell. She was forced to listen as he made the call to Lex, demanding a ransom. She hoped to god Lex would find her. If not Lex, then Superman.

She didn’t try screaming again. For one thing, her mouth was dry and she wasn’t sure she’d be able to find her voice before they gagged her again, and for another, she was afraid of what they would do to her. Especially now.

She continued to watch as he sat there, drinking some kind of spirit. He seemed totally relaxed and at ease with himself. She noticed though, that he kept playing with what looked like beads. Made from some green stone. But the stones weren’t jade, and they weren’t emeralds. That much she knew.

Julia couldn’t stand the silence any longer.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Because your husband ruined my life.”


“Ever hear of a guy named Morgan Edge?”

Julia shook her head.

“Morgan Edge was big in this town. He had everything. And Lionel Luthor tried to pin the blame on him for his parents’ deaths.”

Julia frowned. “What does Lex have to do with this then?”

“See, your husband exposed the whole thing. And Morgan paid for it. With his life. Lex and that freak show Superman killed him. Of course, he wasn’t Superman then,” her captor smirked.

Julia wisely said nothing. Lois had mentioned something about an attempt to blackmail Clark but she wasn’t going to say anything to this man. She realised something though. This wasn’t about ransom. He knew one of them would come after him. And he wanted them to. He wanted to destroy them. He blamed both Clark and Lex for Morgan Edge’s demise.

“Who is Morgan Edge to you?”

“My father,” he said.

There seemed to be more than this.

“I don’t understand,” she said.

“My father left a journal. It was given to me by a man named Corelli.”

Corelli? Where had she heard that name before?

“So it was in this journal?”

“What Lionel Luthor did to him. Yes. And some other information. The rest I put together through newspaper reports. There was a witness. Someone who said they saw Lex shoot Morgan.”

“Why did you bring me into this?”

“It’s a pity, I know. But there always has to be someone left to mourn, doesn’t there?”

“Are you planning on killing Lex? Or me?”

The man shrugged. “Doesn’t really matter, does it? Right now, you’re just the bait!”

“You’re insane,” Julia told him.

He smirked. “I have heard that. It doesn’t bother me.”

There were the sounds of thumps and her captor smiled widely.

“Sounds like this party just got started.” He pulled her forward, planting a kiss on her lips. Julia squirmed away from him.

More thuds. Julia didn’t dare hope that Superman had come to her rescue. She didn’t dare cry out, knowing that her captor was planning on killing him. But if Clark was invulnerable, how could he? Unless he had something ... Julia stared at the beads he clutched in his hand. Why would he have the beads unless they meant something?

Another crash, this time at the door. Julia watched in wonder as a man fell through the remains of the wooden door. Then Superman, resplendent in his blue uniform, followed.

“Superman, it’s a trap!” she screamed.

Her captor turned on her. “Stupid bitch!” he cried out, backhanding her. Julia fell off the sofa and onto the floor. She struggled with the bonds on her wrists, trying to find some way of getting it off. But the adhesive used on the tape was strong.

She looked up. Clark was on his knees, groaning. The man who had threatened to destroy him was laughing, standing over him. To her shock and horror, she could see the beads were now glowing. She had to do something!

Julia struggled to her feet, rushing the man, who looked as if he was about to kick Clark.

“Leave him alone!” she cried, trying to grab the beads.

“No, don’t,” Clark ground out.

The man turned, glaring at her. “Stay out of this.” With more force than he seemed capable of, he swung at her, pushing her into a large cabinet. A large shelf hit her back hard and she fell forward.

Clark stared in shock as she went down, blood gushing from a wound on her head. He couldn’t think about that now. She’d had the desired effect. When Reubens had swung at her, the beads had gone flying, still not secured from last time. Some had been flung to the far corners of the room, not far enough away for him to regain his strength, but enough.

He struggled to get to his feet as Reubens pulled out a gun, aiming at Julia’s still body. Clark knew he wasn’t going to be fast enough. There was the report of a gunshot, but it was Reubens who went down, a wound in his thigh. Clark looked up. One of Lex’s bodyguards, Hope, stood with a gun in her hand.

“Superman,” she said coolly.

Clark crawled over to Julia, brushing the hair away from her face. The head wound didn’t look too bad. But there was more blood than there should be, he decided.

“Don’t move her, Superman,” Hope told him. “I’m calling the paramedics. She could have a spinal injury.”

Clark tried x-raying her but he had no idea what to look for. He nodded as Hope put a hand on his shoulder, reinforcing her words.

An hour later, Clark managed to get away from the police detectives and had flown back to the Daily Planet. He was relaying the story to Lois when Perry entered.

“Great Caesar’s ghost,” Perry exclaimed when he heard the watered down version. “How’s Mrs Luthor?”

“That’s what we need to find out,” Clark told him. “I was just going to suggest to Lois that we head over to the hospital.”

“Then get going kids. And don’t forget, I want the story ...”

“On your desk by nine am,” they both repeated. “Yes Chief.”

“And don’t call me Chief!”

Together they headed to the hospital. Lex was pacing in the waiting room, but looked up as they entered. Conscious of the bodyguards, who had tried to stop them getting to Lex, Clark nodded at him.

“We heard what happened,” he said.

Lex just waved them through.

“How is she?” Lois asked.

“I don’t know. She’s still in surgery.” Lex hesitated, his eyes full of grief. “She lost the baby.”

“God Lex, I’m so sorry,” Clark told him. “I know how much you wanted ...”

Lex just shook his head. He sat down heavily, his head in his hands. Anyone who didn’t know Lex that well would think he was worried about his wife. And maybe on some level, Clark thought, he is worried about her. But after what he’d heard, he doubted it.


( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 10th, 2010 08:07 am (UTC)
Poor Julia, to lose the baby. Poor Lex too, even though he bears a large part of the responsibility.
May. 10th, 2010 08:40 am (UTC)
It's probably the first time since losing his mother that Lex has actually been genuine about grief, because he really does grieve for the baby he's lost.
May. 10th, 2010 09:49 am (UTC)
Poor Julia. Nobody should lose their baby. *hugs*
May. 10th, 2010 10:17 am (UTC)
Poor Julia is right. And it's all Lex's fault. The poor girl is going to be devastated.
May. 10th, 2010 12:47 pm (UTC)
When is Lex going to get it through his head that his actions are hurting the innocent like Julia and the baby. I just don't get his obsessions.

Great chapter hon!
May. 10th, 2010 05:26 pm (UTC)
That's the trouble. He is obsessed to the point where he's forgotten his actions have consequences for others.
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