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the calvary arrives in Smallville

It was time to mount a rescue effort in Kansas. After losing Clark to the Phantom Zone, April had helped Lionel get back to the safety of his mansion, and then had disappeared to the Nexus. Where she was able to find a couple of people who wanted to help keep the peace.

PINpointing back to the farmyard with her allies, April waited for everyone to get settled. Then she took a breath, and gave them a briefing. "So basically right now we have mass public panic, no technology is working, and there are several friends of Clark's that are missing."

"We have two enemies that we need to be concerned about," April pulls out two artist renditions. "The first is Brainaic, a Kryptonite supercomputer who has been posing as Professor Milton Fine. He has all the Kryptonian powers of flight, strength, speed and healing... but isn't affected by Kryptonite. Meteor rock. He can also shapechange. Chloe, you will go with Alice, Victor Van Dort, Doc and Marty to find Brainaic. Also do what you can for those innocents who need to be saved from this chaos. You will also need to find Martha Kent and Lois Lane, as they are both missing."

"The second is General Zod, who has taken possession of Lex Luthor. Once again Zod has all the Kryptonian powers, and I am not sure if meteor rock will affect him. I haven't had a chance to test it."

"Victor Allen and I will try to find Zod, as we have more experience with dealing with crazy Kryptonians. We will also look for a way to bring Clark out of the Phantom Zone."

"I am going to give each of you a piece of Kryptonite, just in case. And hopefully we can figure out a way to get through this situation." April took a breath. Hoping that their little plan would work for the better good.

((this will be a split thread. Alice and Her gang will go off with Chloe to deal with Brainaic. Victor Allen and April will deal with the Clark issue))

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"Thank you. I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't've gotten so upset. I just... all I could see, in my mind, was him hittin' you so your head flew off. Everything I plan, I plan so that the least harm comes to anyone." It sounds stupid, she thinks, with the sound of the fight below, and even the sound of Zod getting hit is upsetting her on a visceral level. "I don't want you to get hurt. Maybe... maybe the next time we work together, we could have a more open brain-link, so we can communicate more often about stuff before it happens, and so I can make adjustments?"

"I know. I saw some of your thoughts." April whispered. She appreciates Victor's concern. "Sometimes that is the thing with my visions... they speak and I act. Almost immediately sometimes."

"We could try a more open brain-link. And we will adjust." They will indeed, especially with both playing a role on the future Justice League someday.

"Do you think there is a way to help Clark win against Zod?"

Clark and Zod are fairly evenly matched, but Clark never opens his right hand for anything, a little secret weapon tucked away for just the right moment. But it's hard to know when that moment might be, because he only has one shot at this.

She gives April a really careful hug (aware of the burns, not sure how healed they are), and tries to push back the impulse to force the boys to stop fighting and patch them both up. Someone's being hurt, that needs to be fixed.

"I think... he's going to win, on his own. Zod isn't in his proper body. Anything we do to level the playing field for one will do the same for the other."

Hugging Victor back, April leans in slightly for support. She so much wants to be out there. At Clark's side. "He made it out on his own. He can do this."

The thing about Kryptonians, too, is that they aren't truly invulnerable to impact. It's just that most of the time, there's nothing that exists that can hit them hard enough. But in a one-on-one fight, there's plenty of that going around, and both of them are in a cycle of being bruised or cut and then rehealing by the time Clark finally gets Zod pinned down, if only for a moment.

"My father sends his regards."

And before Zod can react, Clark takes his right hand, opens his palm, and presses the Phantom Zone crystal (http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110505051730/smallville/images/9/9b/601Smallville0802.jpg) against the back of his neck. Zod screams for the first time, and a shadowy figure seems to erupt out of Lex's face, out of his torso, the suggestion of a bearded humanoid shape in black robes, and is sucked into the crystal. Lex's body collapses like a ragdoll, the back of his neck smoking and branded with the symbol of El, which heals over in a matter of moments.

She tucks her hair back fondly, gives her a gentle squeeze. "He'll be great."

Though when Victor hears the scream and runs to the window (don't freak out) in time to see the shadowy thingy get sucked into the crystal, and she is going to be a man about this and not cry or anything but she leans against the wall, breathes in and out, wonders if this means that the world is fixed, if everything is still not working.

There is a brief smile from April, before the scream also gets her attention. She joins Victor at the window, and places a hand on her back. "It's okay. Doesn't look like anyone is dead. It more looked like soul recapturing."

"Lex should be Lex again."

She is so damn proud of Clark right now for finding another solution.

((bed summons))

The moment Zod is evicted, Clark lets go of Lex and kneels down to check his pulse, to make sure he's still alive and okay. And he gives the thumbs-up to Lionel, who is also watching from the window. "Just in case, you should get him to a hospital," Clark suggests when he jumps back up into the house. "He should be fine."

"Are things gonna be okay again?" she asks Clark, fretfully. Wondering if she should stay and help with riot control, or... what's next on the agenda. "And are you okay? There was, uh, a lot of hitting and stuff, and before that you were... well, you know where you were."

Learning if Clark is okay would be a good thing. There is blood on his clothing, and it smells like Clark's. He looks so tired. She just can't imagine what he had to go through to escape.

"We could use a 'this is what happened' from all sides."

"I'm fine. All healed." Though he wipes some blood off his cheek, because being healed doesn't mean the blood disappears. "How long was I gone? And... what happened?" His time sense is thrown off, disoriented by the Phantom Zone, where the sun never sets, inmates never age, and time has no meaning.

"I... I don't know, I came in late in the game," she says, then she looks to April to answer the questions she doesn't know herself. "I just know, uh, Zod was in Lex, electronics stopped working, huge riots."

"You haven't been gone long. Almost immediately after you were taken into the Phantom Zone I went to the Nexus. Brought back this Victor, and Alice, her Victor, Marty and Doc."

"We split up. Victor and I went after Zod. Found him on the roof of LuthorCorp with Lana. Attempted to deal with him. Came back here to talk to Lionel. Zod broke in, luckily into a trap of ours, and then... you came in the knick of time."

"The other group were looking for your Mother and Lois Lang, and for info on Brainaic." April closes her eyes for a moment. It is hard to guess how much exact time, as their watches was out during the power outage.

"I would saw it has been a couple of hours. Four at the most."

"Is that all it's been?" It feels like so much longer, to Clark, and he has no idea how long he was unconscious in the Zone after Raya found him. "It feels like... days. There's no time in the Phantom Zone."

"I got, uh, rescued by a friend of my father's. He sent her to the Zone before Krypton was destroyed, to keep her safe. She gave me this." He holds up the crystal, the one he used to vanquish Zod. "There's a pedestal in the Zone with the same symbol, that can only be activated by my family's blood." The way he says it seems to imply more that the blood is literal, instead of just some sort of familial power. "It's what sent me back." And by the looks of him, it wasn't easy, nor were they unopposed.

Bizarrely, the whole thing is making Victor think of a game of Dungeons and Dragons, with special rocks, and pedestals, and blood magic, and vanquishing, and it's the sort of hysterical little thought that pops up inappropriately. "Woah. That's... I'm sorry. Do you, ah. Do you want anything, can we do something?"

None of them had an easy time with the events that transpired. April is still healing burns, and recovering from using a lot of spells in one day.

"You might want to check on the Fortress, speaking of Jor-El. Something happened that caused Lionel to lose his contact with your father."

He shakes his head. "No, I think... it sounds like the virus is gone. The world can start righting itself again." He always focuses on the problems of others before himself, so he doesn't interpret Victor's question as being about him. "It's going to take a lot of rebuilding, more than we can do in a day."

"I know. The others were there when I... crashed, I guess. They said the Fortress is damaged. And Mom and Lois are okay, though Lois is in the hospital."

"Gosh, she is?" A little distressed sound, she scratches at her elbow. She feels like everything is getting lined up, stacked for worrying about another day, and that's definitely not a bad thing. "So, uh. Do you think the riots've stopped?"

"Lana is still at LutherCorp." There still seems to be a lot of work ahead of them. But Apri realizes that their hero-side is ignoring some important factors to their own well-being.

"I am worried about you." She admits softly to Clark. "None of this must be easy on you."

"I'm not sure they've stopped, but now that the power's back on, the police can start enforcing the peace again," he says, not able to hear as far away as Metropolis right now, or any other major city. "And the hospitals should be able to work much more efficiently now too." The world is an absolute mess, a disaster area everywhere you go, but he knows it probably could've been much worse.

"I'm fine," he answers, with a bit of an exhausted sigh. "Just... tired. I didn't have my powers in the Zone, and I haven't slept in... however long it's been." He isn't counting being unconscious. And his memories are still fresh of the living hell that is the Phantom Zone, full of razor-sharp sand and rivers of blood, and creatures that will claw your face off in a matter of moments if they get their hands on you. And there is fresh grief on his heart, thinking that Raya died to let him escape, taking on the exiled Disciples of Zod to buy him some time.

Victor knows that riots just go on forever, but rioters get tired too, and she just wants things to get fixed to the point where she wants to DVR this whole event and force it to fast-forward. "You should totally rest," Victor says, fretfully. "That sounds incredibly stressful. Is there anything I can do for you?" This time she's looking at him when she asks, so there can be no confusion.

Sensing some of the memories from Clark, April places her head in her hands. He has gone through so much. And it seems that Clark is taking the 'not talk about it' approach that he had done so many times before.

Especially with the grief so fresh in his heart. It like he is closed of again. And they fought so hard and so long to get back to some sembalance of normalcy after losing Jonathan. And to return to square one makes her sob slightly. The first real sob since the whole disaster started.

Hopefully Victor can reach him. Because April is just going to have to take a moment to collect herself.

"I don't think so. I just need time to slow down and catch my breath. It's been a long... whenever." Even though April's told him it was only hours, his brain is insisting it was far longer than that, thrown off by the strange flow of time in the Zone. And he's been in the unfamiliar position of being vulnerable and in mortal peril for that entire time, he hasn't had time to stop and readjust yet.

"The... friend who helped me escape. She sacrificed herself so I could get out," he admits. "I owe her my life, several times over."

Victor touches April's arm lightly, then wraps her arm around Clark's middle, gives him squeeze, she's here for emotional support. For both of them. "I'm so, so sorry. That's... that's gotta be impossibly hard to deal with. She, uh. Made the decision, informed. She went a hero, and I know that doesn't make it anything close to better, but it means that, um, that there's some measure of peace in it."

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