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this is a whole lot of lemons ((tag bizarro-clark))

April was still trying to deal with the news she received on Christmas day, that the 'Phantom' was falling in love with her and that her Clark was still missing. Life seemed so hard to live following that... and for a week she just had to deal with her inner turmoils and thoughts. There was few she could turn to for comfort, as having 'Clark-Phantom' around was better than no Clark.

New Year's Day passed with no celebration for her. And It was only by some sort of twisted luck that all of this happened around Christmas holidays. So April could deal with her emotions without having to worry about school.

A full week went by before April finally PINpointed to the farm, where 'Clark-Phantom' was staying. Part of it was to check on the farm itself, to make sure that he was caring for the animals and wasn't raising suspicions with Raya. The other part was to check on the Phantom, who was developing touches of humanity himself. Was trying to find himself.

As bad as things sucked right now for her, April still wanted to help. She couldn't feel for The Phantom the way he claimed he felt for her. But he needed one person who he could be honest around, and right now she was it.

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"He is going to see what he can do." April reports. Hopefully it is enough to give the Phantom some confidence that things can change.

Dax-Ur comes to the entrance of the garage, finally laying eyes on the phantom. He's nervous about this, and determined to not let him hurt his family. "Come inside," he says, looking over that strange stone texture of the phantom's skin in sunlight. "Make one wrong move and you'll never convince me to help you, so long as I live."

The phantom is eager to get out of the sun, his skin reverting to normal the moment he's in shadow. "I'm not stupid, Dax-Ur. I want to be fixed."

"No one will make any wrong moves." April's voices will tell her if anyone decides to be stupid about this. "We appreciate your time Dax-Ur."

At any other time, he'd have so many things to ask her. Advice to give to the two of them, on how to make it work and build a family amongst humans. But now isn't the time, and he has to settle for a nod. "Call me Al. It's my human name. No one's called me Dax-Ur in almost a century."

That brings up even more questions for Kal-El, but now isn't the time to ask those either. So he keeps a watchful eye on the phantom while their newest friend starts to look him over, cautiously.

"Al. I am April." She hopes that maybe someday they can come back and talk to Al on a personal level.

She watches as the scientist starts to examine the Phantom.

It's an uneasy truce, none of them able to fully trust the phantom and vice versa. But the phantom sits still and behaves, for April. And for his own sake.

Kal-El steps up to her side, not taking his eyes off the phantom. "How're you holding up?"

"He is doing all this for me. Its sort of weird." April softly admits. Then switches to the mental link. I don't know what to do if this works. How this will work.

"That's for sure," he agrees.

He can't stay. Even if there is a way to cure him, we can't trust him. And no one will believe I have a twin brother.

I know that. Its just so difficult, like there is no easy answer. I feel like we are doing the right thing, but that bad reactions still happen

"I am just tired." This one needs to be vocalized.

I know. Destroying him doesn't feel right. If he really is different, then he deserves to exist, so long as he doesn't try to hurt anyone. But he's my responsibility.

He hugs her against his side, wanting to be her support after this long trial. One that has no end in sight. "I'm sorry. I know this hasn't been anywhere close to easy on you."

He is my responsibility too After all, April was the one who had encouraged Kal-El to take a chance on allowing the Phantom redemption.

She leans on him, glad for his support right now. "It has been a long month. So much bad. So much trials. I just want something good to happen."

We'll share responsibility, then. He feels he owns the greater portion of it, having released the Zoners in the first place and having the command from Jor-El to take care of it, but he'll allow her that part of it for herself. Without her vouching for the phantom, this likely would've turned violent. Fast.

"We just have to be patient," he says, hoping that it's true.

((Bed time))

Right now he is the strongest good in her life, and she takes his hand in hers. They have each other. Things are a little weird for her... but April trusts that will clear up on time.

"How are things going Al?"

The older Kryptonian has been examining the phantom closely, but not getting too close. Not trusting him to behave. "Not well. I'm not sure I fully understand the source of the problem just yet. It could take years to understand, never mind correct it."

The phantom is upset by that answer. "I don't want to wait years!" He reaches out as if to grab at Al's arm, but stops before he touches him, remembering their deal. And underneath the mechanic jumpsuit's sleeve, something starts glowing bright blue at the proximity of his hand, and the phantom involuntarily gasps at the sensation of power.

Al steps back quickly, moving his wrist as far away from the phantom as he can. "Interesting. He reacts to our minerals as well?"

"Green Kryptonite can heal him, but I am not sure what Blue Kryptonite would do." April is worried. She sensed the power that the Phantom felt. Power can be a difficult thing to resist.

Her thought is right, and the phantom is using all his willpower not to leap up and grab at the hidden blue kryptonite before Al's human reflexes could stop him. He wants it. Badly. And the only reason he is resisting the urge is that he still wants to fix himself.

"Everything affects us oppositely," Kal-El says, an idea forming. It's something he hadn't even bothered to think about before. "You said you came here to study what our minerals do under the yellow sun. Have you ever run into red kryptonite?"

"Yes," Al says with a small shudder. "It takes away morals, turns good honest Kryptonians into sadistic monsters. It brings out the worst in us. Using it on him would be a great risk if you are wrong."

"Its going to be okay. Just hold on." April softly states, touching the Phantom to give him focus again.

"I could ask my voices first, see if red Kryptonite is the best thing to use."

"I don't want to be controlled, or drugged," the phantom growls.

"Not as a permanent solution, no," Kal-El agrees, crossing his arms over his chest. "But it could give us time to figure something out without risking you turning on us." He looks over at April. "If it is, do you have any in your collection?" He hasn't been able to look at her stash of kryptonite since the summer he was human, but he knows she has more than one color stored away.

"I think so." And focuing on the red Kryptonite in her collection, April closes her eyes and uses the touch to the Phantom to summon her voices. Asking them if using red Kryptonite would help the Phantom or make things worse.

Fortunately, this time, her boyfriend's deduction is correct. While red kryptonite brings out the worst in a Kryptonian and reduces them to a violent, unreasonable person, everything the phantom feels is the opposite. It would take away those violent impulses, that lack of self-control, for as long as the stone is touching him.

((Did a quick check through my thread archives, and April should still have the red k necklace that Alicia gave to Clark.))

"The stone would take away violent impulses. Giving you more control, Clark. But it is your choice. Just like Al decides to wear Blue to give himself a life, it would be your decision now too."

((I checked my threads too, and found the same thing. LOL))

The phantom is still halfway fixated on the blue kryptonite. He wants that power. Craves it, as much as her boyfriend sometimes feels the need for red kryptonite when it's near. But he's listening. "If I do, what will happen to me?" he challenges them.

"We can start working on changing your life, so that in the end you have a life." She knows that it is impossible to have 'two Clarks' around Smallville. And doesn't have answers that would make anyone happy.

"If you don't, you can't stick around anyway," Kal-El points out. Perhaps it's harsh, but it's the truth. "We'll find somewhere for you to go. We won't throw you out in the cold. And we'll keep working to try to fix you. If you use red kryptonite, we'll know that we can trust you not to put us, or yourself, at risk."

His words strike a chord with the phantom, who was abandoned by his creators for being imperfect. Thrown out in the cold, into the Phantom Zone, to live for the rest of his unnatural life. "Let me think about it."

((Man, I thought of this because I thought we needed more time to plot and come up with a way for him to die, but this just might work out, lol. Red!phantom will likely be a lot more open to finding another world to live on or something, and would respect April's choice. And it still leaves it open for possibly having him die to protect her at some point if we still want to do that.))

"We won't abandon or forget about you Clark." April adds. She knows it is is an imperfect solution, but it is the only one they have.

((Good thinking. We need to come up with something. April can't handle having two Clarks in love with her, the poor girls feels like she is betraying her Clark by being friendly with the Phantom.

Also have to disappear for an hour))

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