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Fifteen isn't nearly enough.

You need a 25.

Skin as lovely as yours should never be tainted by the harsh

light of day.

Your cash.

Come on, fast.

You, over here.

Are you looking to dye today man?

Death and I are already well acquainted.

You however, I have no wish to know.

You are going to drop that gun.

Now you're going to show me how sorry you are

for hitting an old man.

You're sorry too.

No sense banging your head against the wall.

Use the floor.

Give me 911.

I was never here.

You were never here.

What do you think of my new, uh, shirt, Clark,

pretty cool huh?

I like it, it has like,

it's a confident, it's a joie de vivre...

No, it's a je ne sais quoi, like je ne sais quoi.

Do you like it?

Well it, it certainly...

'Cause you can borrow it, if you want to borrow it.

So here's the scoop, Clark.

I contact this, uh, t-shirt dealer, um, in Taiwan.

And he can get me a boatload of these little beauties for next

to nothing.

Andy, look out!

Clark?

Uh, wow.

Uh, could somebody call an ambulance or something?

Uh, Doc?

How is he?

Persistent.

He wants to go home.

We're going to run one more test just to be on the safe side.

Uh, can I see him?

Oh, sure.

Clark?

I, um, just wanted to tell you, um, well...

What is it, Andy?

Uh, so there I was today walking along,

talking about my shirt and before I knew it

you were saving my life.

I guess what I'm trying to say here is, uh, you know, thanks.

Mr. Kent, I am Dr. Shelley.

Dr. Johnston said I'm supposed to have a look at you

before we send you home.

Amazing.

It's like I've been telling everybody, I, I'm fine

and the girder barely grazed me.

So it appears, but sometimes appearances can be deceiving.

If you'll hold these, and hop up here.

Lie back.

But, but, what are you... what are you doing?

But, but...

This is a CAT scan.

But, but...

Just to make sure there are no surprises hidden under that

resilient scalp of yours.

Clark, don't be embarrassed.

Naked brains, they, they must all look alike.

Keep your head very still please.

That's odd we seem to have a dead screen here.

Um, those things happen sometimes.

Thank God.

I thought you might be in a coma or something.

Is, uh, this guy tough or what?

We meet again.

Byron Shelley, I'm a visiting resident here.

Lana Lang, I'm a friend.

I can see that.

She's my friend too.

I'd like you to make an appointment for another X-ray,

just to be safe.

Okay, Doctor, I'll do that.

Thanks very much Dr. Shelley.

Come on, Lana, let's go.

Good bye Dr. Shelley.

Good bye, take care.

Byron, is that you?

Come closer my dear.

I don't really know why I'm here exactly.

I just knew I had to see you again.

It's a power we have child over the female of the species.

We are irresistible.

So I found you at last.

You will not stay here.

I'm taking you with me, alive or undead once more.

No.

Lana, are you all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine,

he didn't attack me.

He was trying to help.

He's like nothing I've ever seen.

We better get him out of here.

How did you know where I live?

The address is on your paycheck.

That's extraordinary X-ray eyes of yours.

Hi.

We keep meeting, you and I.

I keep wanting to see you.

I know.

I just wish we were somewhere else at the moment.

Oh it's all right.

I, I told him everything about how you saved me

from that thing.

Speaking of things Dr. Shelley,

you're unlike any human being I've ever seen.

There's something flowing through you,

some strange energy force that defies the laws of science.

What if I were to tell you that this energy force prevents me

from living a normal life?

Or dying a mortal death?

I'm listening.

That creature who accosted Lana, that was one of my kind.

One of your kind?

Yes.

A lot stronger than me and older, but yeah.

And we may not be safe here.

Well we got Superboy to protect us.

You don't know what we're up against.

Follow me please.

Fortunately I have a few powers of my own

with which to demonstrate.

That's great.

How did you do that?

I'm a vampire, not a magician.

Fear is the usual reaction I get when people

see proof of the supernatural.

It's the same for me when people find out

I'm from another planet.

You're sort of like kindred spirits.

Sadly enough, one side of me is not at all like, Superboy

or anyone else alive.

As you grow older, Superboy, you will find there are forces on

the dark side that not even your powers can withstand.

Yes I know.

Supernatural forces seem to be one of the few things

that can harm me.

You never believe how much practice that took

or how many injections.

My mother was just one of his many victims.

He used his forces to make her carry his child.

She hated him.

But she loved me from the very day that I was born.

So she took me far away from him.

Growing up I thought that I was normal,

she knew different.

She knew it was only a matter time before the curse of my

bloodline caught up with me.

So she instilled me with the courage to fight back.

To reject my father's ways.

That's why I went into medicine.

All those years of hard work finally paid off.

I came up with this.

The chemicals in that solution could be fatal.

Not to me.

A daily injection of my serum enables me to make

my reflection appear, resist my craving for blood

and endure the sunlight.

Mortal enemy of all vampires.

You've made a lot of progress.

Well not enough.

History says vampirism is a curse.

I say it's a disease.

The oldest and most dreadful affliction known to man.

But it is controllable.

And one day, maybe even curable.

When that day comes, my father will understand why I rebelled.

And the others, they will finally know that

I'm their salvation, not their enemy.

They don't share your desire to be cured?

Most of these creatures are hopeless addicts who have been

stalking their prey for centuries.

The old one in the garage, he was there for me.

But when Lana came along his bloodlust took control,

nothing else matters.

Look out!

Cheers.

He used me.

Byron.

He's dead.

The young man is beyond life and death and now,

he has no choice but to return to the fold.

Your bite, what did you do to him?

Soon he will rise, but the unholy blood

of his father will flow through his veins once more.

He tried to help you.

To lead you all into the light.

Death and thirst and blood.

That's all there is.

Not where I come from.

In any event no trace of this research

must be prevented to survive.

This house of blasphemy must burn.

Not a chance.

Where I come from, Superboy, they've mastered skills

beyond the grasp of mortal men.

The power in our eyes to bend the will of any living

for example, a most useful talent.

You will forget this foolish nonsense about vampires.

Superboy, don't give in.

Another moment nothing will remain of this dwelling

but smoke and ash.

And you will start the fire Superboy, with your heat vision.

Do it now.

Start the fire Superboy.

You cannot defy me.

He used me.

Fight it.

Fight it!

You cannot defy me.

He used me.

What are you doing?

Are you mad?

Good and mad, now I'm in control bloodsucker.

Over my dead body!

Pathetic creature.

You think all it takes is strength to hold me?

Watch, feel me slip through your fingers.

No, you watch.

You fool.

Darkness is my friend.

The nights will cloak me.

Not for long.

The sun!

No, not the sun!

Well, I'm glad to see you made it back, my friend.

And the old one?

Well, for what it's worth, you didn't really kill him,

he was already dead.

So he said.

And you?

Are you all right?

Oh, it's just a scratch.

But he bit you.

Is that going to make you just like the rest of them?

Not on your lifeline.

Your serum, I suppose you built an immunity.

Science marches on.

Schuster kind of grows on.

You sure you won't change your mind?

No, I have to stay on the move.

You've destroyed one of them, but my father will send others.

You don't know him.

Maybe we should keep it that way.

Well perhaps one day you and I may meet again.

Who can say?

Can't you?

That's right, you're a vampire, not a fortune-teller.

Good bye my friend.

So long Byron.

Good luck.

Huh?

Captioned by Grant Brown