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Jason and Chloe's Story	By : daciavu73 Category: Smallville > Het - Male/Female Views: 2780 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Don't own anything related to Smallville, no money is made on the fics I write. I just like to play with the characters for entertainment.

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Lex awoke with a pounding headache. He wondered if he had fallen asleep in his desk chair, and then realized he couldn't move his hands or legs. Confused, he opened his eyes and looked down at his hands, tugging on his bindings. He tested his legs also and felt that his ankles were somehow tied to the legs of the chair.
He took a deep breath and sighed. Great! Just fucking fantastic!
Lex began to take stock of his surroundings. There was a moose head hanging over a fireplace, a gun rack against a far wall and he could see a figure by the fireplace, but couldn't quite make him out in the dark. He tried to struggle to get out of the bonds again and couldn't. Lex realized he was in some kind of rustic hunting cabin.
Then his eyes adjusted to the dimness and he finally figured out who was sitting by the fireplace. His father.
Lionel sat in a similar chair across the room. Lex's eyes narrowed suspiciously on his father. The last thing Lex remembered was Jason shooting him with what was obviously a tranquilizer dart. And now his dad is here, which made Lex think that his father planned this. "Guess I should have trusted my instincts." He leaned forward and spat hatefully at Lionel, "I knew you were working for Jason!"
Lionel scoffed and motioned to his own bound hands as he remarked dryly. "Judging from the fact that ten minutes ago I lost all feeling in my hands, you have a very curious definition of collaboration, Lex."
Lex squinted in the dark cabin and looked closer. He saw blood on Lionel's shirtfront and for the first time, he noted that Lionel was similarly bound like he was. What could Jason possibly want with the two of them?
Whatever it was, it didn't bode well for the Luthor family!

Jason drove his mother to the hunting cabin. Parking the car and turning off the ignition, he sat behind the wheel debating within himself. The Luthors were dangerous enemies. If Lionel and Lex survived this, he and his mother will become Luthor enemy numbers one and two.
Genevieve placed her hand on Jason's thigh and he gripped the steering wheel and clenched his teeth. He wanted to tell his mother to get her fucking hands off him, but this job will be worth a whole lot more money than he could embezzle in a lifetime, so he allowed it.
Which meant allowing her to treat him like her own personal blow up doll.
God! How he hated her!
"Jason, darling..." Jason shot at look at his mother that would remind anyone of the phrase, "If looks could kill"... Genevieve stroked his thigh and Jason gritted his teeth and continued to grip the steering wheel. His mother certainly knew how to keep him compliant and money talked. She showed what would look like concern, but Jason knew better.
"Second thoughts, darling?" she asked.
Jason said nothing, just ground his teeth together and turned to stare out the windshield.
"Jason, Lionel is getting in the way of our dream."
"No, Mother." He turned back to face her and glared daggers at her, "It's your dream, not mine."
"It's your legacy, Jason. Passed down from centuries ago. The stones of power belonged to our ancestors and Isabel got in the way. That's why I had you get close to Lana because we both knew she was the direct descendant of Marguerite Isabel Thoreau and our link to those stones."
"If it were up to me, I'd let you have all the stones and leave me the hell out of it."
Genevieve sighed, "Jason, I thought we agreed on this and now you're backing out on me? You went through all this trouble with Lana. You had her touch the tombstone in Paris and you watched her as Isabel marked her with the tattoo. Between the two of us, we got her back to her apartment and she has no idea we had anything to do with Isabel."
Genevieve watched Jason's reactions carefully. "Now she is of no consequence and you've done right in moving on. We have the Luthors to deal with now. Once that is done, we'll at least have two of the stones. All we need is one more."
"Yeah, and we'll discover powers and knowledge far beyond anything we've ever known." Jason said sarcastically, "It's a nice bedtime story, Mother, but I think you're chasing a foolish dream."
"Either way Jason..." Genevieve smiled and patted his knee, "They're very valuable. And if you help me, you'll be handsomely rewarded. Now... let's go in and get to work. I'll let you have the first go at Lex when the time is right."
The Teagues entered the hunting cabin, first Genevieve in a long expensive mink coat and jewelry fit for a queen, and Jason followed her in expensive jeans, shirt and jacket. He closed the door behind them. Lionel smiled at their entrance and remarked with his usual dry wit, "Ah! Genevieve!" Lionel nods toward Jason, "And the dutiful son! The Oedipal bond has a way of... 'flourishing' when it's fed, hm?"
Lionel watched the flash in Jason's eyes at the dig from Lionel. Lionel felt smug. Now he knows that I know their relationship, he thought. Lionel was pretty sure that Jason would be the weak link between mother and son and he'll try his best to work it to his advantage.
Lionel grinned at Lex, winked, then asked, "Right Lex?"
Lex snickered knowingly, and Lionel knew in that moment that Lex knew as well about the Teagues and their sick relationship. In anger, Genevieve backhanded Lionel across the face, causing him to give his head a shake. Then he smirked at Genevieve like it didn't hurt a bit.
Lionel watched Jason out of the corner of his eye as he walked behind him, apparently staring out the window. Lionel made sure to keep an eye on Jason as well. He was at the perfect spot to simply put a bullet in the back of his head. But Lionel was pretty sure they would keep him alive at least until they find the stones he had possession of.
He couldn't help but wonder what they had in mind bringing Lex here? And he really didn't want to find out.
Genevieve Teague was not someone to mess around with, but Lionel Luthor could dish out far worse than the Teagues ever could imagine. Genevieve bent down and got in Lionel's face. "Lionel, the stones were just a hobby for you!" She grabbed his chin hard and hissed, "But I didn't search all these years just to reach a stalemate!" She released his chin and stood, looking down at him.
Lionel's attention was diverted by Lex, who called out to Jason, "You're making a big mistake, Jason." Jason glared at Lex from his vantage point by the window. Lionel watched Lex with amusement as Lex taunted, "I know she's your mother, but don't think for a second that she won't turn on you. Trust me on this one."
Bravo! Lionel thought, mentally cheering Lex on. Get him where it hurts son! Good for you!
Genevieve saw the flash of anger in her son's eyes and she asked in concern, "Jason?"
Lionel turned to look at Jason to see his reaction, and he saw that Jason had placed a figurative mask over himself, hiding his emotions as he shrugged. "It's okay, Mother." Jason glared at Lex as he remarked, "I don't expect him to understand the meaning of family loyalty. Especially when the only thing running through the Luthor blood ...is betrayal."
Jason looked down at Lionel, pulled out his Glock 45 and pressed it against Lionel's temple.
Lionel gulped and realized Jason was now talking to him, "Now, we want the stone you stole from us."
Lionel met Lex's eyes and saw his surprise. Genevieve noticed the exchange and remarked, "Yes, Lex. Your father has one of these stones."
Lionel and Lex stared at each other. Lionel could see the wheels turning in his son's head, and Lex spoke to Genevieve for the first time since she arrived.
Lex shrugged, "So what's this got to do with me?"
Genevieve walked over to Lex, looking him over like he was a piece of meat. Genevieve believed herself to be irresistible to every man she happened across, and her tastes ran more toward younger men, such as himself... and her son. She was a beautiful woman once, anyone could tell that, but now she just looked twisted and ugly.
Genevieve lightly caressed Lex's cheek and he pulled his head back from her touch in disgust, "I have the feeling your father would sooner die than give up that stone. But..." Genevieve tapped Lex on the nose lightly, "All that might change if his own flesh and blood were at stake."
Lex snorted derisively as he looked over to his father, then back to Genevieve.
"You obviously don't know my father as well as I do."
Genevieve looked over at Lionel thoughtfully as Jason kept the gun trained on Lionel. A look passed between mother and son, then she turned back to Lex and murmured, "For your sake... I hope you're wrong."
Genevieve turned to her son, "I don't think Lionel will tell us anything Jason. At least, not yet." Jason removed the gun and tucked it in the back waistband of his jeans.
Genevieve continued, "So, I guess this means we move on to Plan B."
Plan B? Lionel thought, watching Jason pull a poker from a rack next to the fireplace and thrust it into some hot coals. Lionel tried not to show fear, but he wondered who was going to be on the receiving end of that hot poker.
If it was meant for him, he could handle it. He'd been through worse down through time. He almost hoped it was him. Lex was tough, but he didn't want his only son scarred by these wackos.

Jason pulled the hot poker from the fireplace, the tip glowing fiery red. Genevieve took her place next to Lionel as Jason walked over to Lex, smiling. Lex's eyes widened in fear.
Good! Jason thought. Be afraid! Be very afraid!
Jason waved the poker menacingly in front of Lex, enjoying the play of panic in Lex's eyes. This was what Jason loved the most about torture. The rush of power and adrenaline it gives you. To have the great Lex Luthor and the even greater Lionel Luthor at their mercy was beyond anything he could imagine. It aroused something primal in him to the nth degree.
Jason bent down to Lex's eye level. Their eyes meet, Jason's eyes were determined and Lex seemed to be preparing himself for what was about to come. Jason lowered the poker and poked Lex hard in his shoulder, burning him severely and making him cry out in pain. The smell of burning flesh was permeating the air. Lionel tried not to flinch as he watched Jason then do the same to Lex's other shoulder and Lex yelled out profanities at both Jason and Genevieve.
Genevieve yelled over Lex's screams, questioning Lionel, "Where... is... that... stone?"
Lex cried out in pain as Jason poked him yet again, this time on his chest. Lionel turned his head. It was too much for him to watch.
Genevieve pointed at Lex and yelled at Lionel, "Lionel, look at your son!" She grabbed Lionel's hair and gave it a yank, making him watch. "Despite what you want him to believe, I know you don't want to watch him die!"
Jason finally lifted away the poker. Lex was breathing hard, tears streaking down his face, mingling with the sweat. Pleased that his enemy seemed weaker than imagined, Jason turned to his mother expectantly, raising a brow at her. She walked over and took the poker from him.
Lionel's eyes widened now. There's no telling what that bitch would have in mind!
Genevieve motioned to her son, "Jason, darling."
Genevieve raised the poker with both hands and pointed it toward Lex's right eye. Lex cried out, "Fucking bitch!" as he tried to lean away from the poker that was getting closer and closer to his eye. Jason grabbed his head in both hands, using his own strength to keep Lex's head still.
The poker was getting closer and closer, millimeter by millimeter, and Lex braced himself, gripping the arms of the chair, knowing he was going to be blind in one eye from this point forward, "Oh! God!"
Lionel had had enough. This was insane! He cried out, "Stop! Stop it!"
Genevieve pulled back the poker and turned back to Lionel, while Jason still held Lex's head still, also watching Lionel. Lex breathed a sigh of relief and looked over at his father. He couldn't move his head, but his eyes could move and could still see.
"Where is it?" Genevieve demanded, brandishing the poker.
Lionel sighed, relieved his son hadn't lost an eye, and his mind whirled, coming up with an idea. Impulsively he said, "I gave it to Lana!"
Jason let go of Lex's head in surprised shock while Genevieve obviously didn't believe a word of it. Lex yelled out, "Hell no! No way!"
Genevieve shook her head at Lionel, "You wouldn't trust anything that valuable to her!"
Lionel hated to see his son get this frantic, showing his weakness to his enemies. He watched Lex dart his eyes between the Teagues. He knew Lex's feelings for Lana Lang and that he would try to do what he could to save her. But he really wished that Lex would keep hidden those emotions.
"Lana has nothing to do with this!" Lex gritted out, tugging on his bonds again, trying to get out, even though the effort was futile.
Lionel met Genevieve's eyes, lying through his teeth to buy them time, "I did it for the same reason I gave her the map to the temple. She is the chosen one and we all know it!"
Lionel saw that Jason wasn't completely over his ex-girlfriend, because he pulled out his car keys from his jacket pocket and started to leave in a big hurry to find Lana. Genevieve stepped into his path, placing her hand on his, covering the car keys he was holding and stared into her son's eyes.
With quiet determination, she said, "Jason... I'll take care of Lana."
Lionel saw the struggle in Jason's eyes as he answered her, almost like a little boy. "You promised you wouldn't hurt her!"
Genevieve's voice sounded sympathetic, but Lionel knew she was just manipulating her son, "Has she ever shown you any gratitude, Jason? Lana has no idea how much you've been protecting her. And for what? For her to choose Clark over you?"
Jason looked a little shaken at his mother's words. Even Lionel could see he was fighting an inner battle when Genevieve stroked Jason's hand lovingly.
She whispered quietly, "You know that I would never betray you the way she has."
Jason's fingers went slack, and he was obviously feeling defeated as Genevieve took the keys from Jason's hand. She turned to leave as Jason paced back to the window, spearing his fingers through his hair in worry. His mother would show no mercy, but it was out of his hands now.
Then he decided to stoke the fire to give himself something to occupy his hands and mind.
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