{"id":685,"date":"2014-12-11T21:48:43","date_gmt":"2014-12-11T21:48:43","guid":{"rendered":"\/lnc\/?page_id=685"},"modified":"2023-06-10T11:03:44","modified_gmt":"2023-06-10T15:03:44","slug":"seeking-asylum","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/fanfic\/pg-fanfic\/seeking-asylum\/","title":{"rendered":"Seeking Asylum"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Author: Shayne Terry<br \/>\n<br \/>Email: <a title=\"[Link: Send Email to Shayne]\" href=\"mailto:byron212@yahoo.com\">byron212@yahoo.com<\/a><br \/>\n<br \/>Rated: G<br \/>\n<br \/>Submitted: October 2000<br \/>\n<\/i><\/p>\n<p>_____________________<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The stars trembled with my birth. Greatness was in my blood and bone from the moment I was conceived, and it was only a matter of time before the world shook with the weight of my stride. I am Lex!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What are you doing Lex?&#8221; The tired looking orderly sighed as he saw that yet again Luthor was standing on top of a chair in the middle of the recreation room. Luthor was wearing institutional whites, and unlike the other patients, he managed to keep his clean.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m working on my autobiography. If you people would allow me to have access to a tape recorder, or even a decent notepad, I wouldn&#8217;t have to write on the ceiling like this.&#8221; The ceiling was the only place the orderlies refused to clean. Lex had lost three chapters before learning that vital fact.<\/p>\n<p>The orderly smirked. &#8220;Get down from there. Nobody is interested in your story&#8211;not anymore. Besides, we have at least two other Luthors in this wing alone. Who&#8217;s going to want to read it? These days, nobody takes a villain seriously if he has an idiot for a henchman. What was his name? Otto? Otis?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That&#8217;s the other fellow&#8211;the impostor down in 13b. I never would have let myself get that out of shape. Besides, he thinks he&#8217;s Gene Hackman half the time.&#8221; Luthor stepped off the chair. &#8220;I&#8217;ll have you know that my henchman was quite competent, a renegade ex-spy named Nigel St. John.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, you mean the guy down in 12d? The way he tells it, you were just his patsy the whole time.&#8221; The orderly smirked. &#8220;Maybe you could write one of those comedic books. Those things sell like hot cakes. I can see it now, &#8216;1001 stupid villain tricks'&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The orderly grabbed Lex&#8217;s arm. &#8220;Now the Luthor down on the fifth floor, he&#8217;s got something to brag about. How he managed to build a set of alien battle armor with only a fountain pen and a transistor radio, I&#8217;ll never know.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That one is even worse. Not only is he a fake, but he&#8217;s arrogant and uncouth. The man has no appreciation for the finer things. He simply cannot adapt to modern day life. As far as he&#8217;s concerned, the last thirty years never took place.&#8221; Luthor sniffed. &#8220;Starting a criminal career simply because nobody had invented Rogaine yet-&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Better that than rambling off at the mouth. What did you accomplish that was so great?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I managed to rise from the dead. I built a clone of Superman and of the president and his girlfriend &#8212; well, I must admit that the Lewinski clone was a bad idea, but nobody is perfect.&#8221; Lex tried to pull away from the orderly. &#8221; I almost succeeded in switching this body for another, stronger body.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Like I said, kid&#8217;s stuff. I hear Bill Gates has Walt Disney&#8217;s head in his basement.&#8221; The orderly shook his head. &#8221; All you rich nuts do stuff like that. Now the guy down on the fifth floor managed to build a bomb using bread pudding, a soda, and his own digestive juices.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Are you sure it&#8217;s not MacGuyver you have down there?&#8221; Luthor&#8217;s voice turned sarcastic. &#8220;Do you know how hard it is to become the third richest man on the planet?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Not that hard. I heard you won a billion from the tobacco companies. You were twelve years old. How many cigarettes could you have possibly smoked?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Lex chuckled. &#8220;I love the American jurisprudence system.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well, rich guys don&#8217;t get any special treatment here.&#8221; The orderly punctuated his statement by pulling Lex along behind him.<\/p>\n<p>Lex managed to pull them both to a stop. He looked at the orderly slyly. &#8220;Not even if I offered you a million dollars and a yacht?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The best you could do is monopoly money and a rowboat these days &#8230;&#8221; The orderly grabbed Luthor again and continued dragging him down the hall to his cell.<\/p>\n<p>He threw him into his room and locked the door, then sighed when he saw the giant hole in the wall of the next cell.<\/p>\n<p>The Luthors were bad enough. The Supermen were worse. Somehow, they always seemed to escape, and it was hell getting them back. What a way to run an insane asylum. the end<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Author: Shayne Terry Email: byron212@yahoo.com Rated: G Submitted: October 2000 _____________________ &#8220;The stars trembled with my birth. Greatness was in my blood and bone from the moment I was conceived, and it was only a matter of time before the world shook with the weight of my stride. 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