Running as fast as her small legs could carry her, Lacey Stevens bolted down the dark alleyway. She glanced over her shoulder checking to see if she had lost her attacker yet. A wave of pure relief washed over her when she saw nothing but an old rusty dumpster and a skinny black cat poke his head of out of a soggy cardboard box. She turned her head back around to see where she was going and she smacked right into a tall man in a long black cloak.

"No." She started to weep. "Please I don't want to die."

Those would be the last words that Lacey Stevens would ever speak. A homeless man wouldn't find her body until the next morning. The police would arrive at the crime scene and see the same exact thing that had been baffling them for months. The young woman's body would be sprawled out across the ground and her heart would be removed and on her left wrist the same satanic symbol would be carved there along with the number 15, for the 15th victim.


Chloe made her way down the hallway to her dorm room with two large bags stuffed with clothes slung over her shoulder. She dug around in the pocket of her jeans for her keys and unlocked the door. Tossing the bags onto her bed she was greeted with a loud grumble. She rolled her eyes and smiled as Clark Kent sat up on her bed and rubbed his head.

"Good morning to you too." He said sarcastically.

"Clark what are you doing here and better yet how did you get in here?"

Clark gave her a "are you kidding me look" and she replied, "Never mind."

Ever since Clark had broken up with Lana he had been spending almost all of his free time with Chloe up at Met U. It wasn't uncommon for Chloe to come back to her dorm and find him sitting on her bed reading the paper or watching a movie.

"Any good news this morning?" She asked, motioning towards the paper in his hands.

"Actually no there was another one of those murders last night."

"What?" Chloe said, snatching the paper out of Clark's hands. She quickly scanned through the article and collapsed down onto the bed next to Clark. "Oh my God."

"What is it?" Clark asked concerned.

"Nothing but now it looks like we're going to have to worry about the police getting in our way when we start investigating."

"Whose we?" He asked, growing more and more confused by the second.

"Oh no one just these two guys that were looking for me. I met one of them last night. They read my article in The Daily Planet and they wanted to know if I would help them out."

"Two guys?" Clark asked, quirking a suspicious eyebrow.

"Yeah ah Sam I think his name was and Dean."

Clark noticed the small smile that came across her face when she said the name Dean. He felt a slight sick feeling in his stomach. He didn't want to admit it to Chloe but ever since he broke up with Lana he had been seeing her in a more than friendly light. That's why he had been spending practically all of his time with her and he was even thinking of transferring to Met U.

"I have to go take a shower I assume you'll be here when I get back?"

"Yeah." He said softly, not looking into her eyes.

Chloe grabbed a towel and a change of clothes and left the room. Clark lay back down on her bed and looked up at the off white ceiling. The sound of Chloe's cell phone ringing snapped him out of his thoughts and went over to her desk to pick it up.

"Hello." He said flipping open the cell phone.

"Hi." Came the confused voice on the other end. "I don't know if I have the right number, um is Chloe there?"

"Yeah this is her phone but she's in the shower, who's this?"


Clark felt the sick feeling come back to his stomach. 'She gave him her number?' he thought sadly to himself.

"Who it this?" Dean asked.


Dean could instantly feel his heart sink. 'Of course a girl like her would have a boyfriend' he thought.

"Alright well tell her that my brother and I read the paper this morning and we have to see her as soon as possible."

"Ok." Clark said, not too happy.

After a long silence Dean spoke up again. "Tell her to meet us at the Metropolis City Hotel. We're in room 1001 on floor 10."

Before Clark could get another word in Dean hung up. Clark put her phone back on the desk and looked up when Chloe came back into the room.

"That was fast."

"Yeah well one of the many things you learn in college is how to take an extremely fast shower. Besides I have a lot to do today."

"That Dean guy just called."

"Really?" She said, her face noticeably getting brighter.

"Yeah he said that he read the paper and him and his brother need to see you right away. They're staying at the Metropolis City Hotel room 1001."

Chloe dropped the towel she was using to dry her hair with to the floor and rushed over to her desk. She opened up one of the draws and pulled out a folder that was stuffed with papers.

"Ok I got to go but I'll see you later."

"Wait Chloe don't you think that I should come with you?"

"Why?" She asked.

"Chloe you're going to meet two strange guys in a hotel room. It could be dangerous."

"Clark I'm going to be fine. And trust me Dean is not strange. I can't say the same for his brother because I haven't met him yet. Don't worry ok. I know if I get into any trouble you'll come save the day as always."

Clark gave her a small defeated smile as he watched her leave the room.

"I'll be here when you get back." He said after she had left.