(FIC) Reflections of the Sun (Superman/Batman, PG-13)
I am finally done with my music prompts stories! I have this and another one that I'll post later, but I'm done! woo! I think this is about the first time I finish a prompt challenge o_O In what, 5 years? eeep
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"That's not Bruce's face. They look nothing alike."
*pets Clark* I so agree with him! :p
Clark nodded. "Good. He never wanted any of you to-- to become him. Dick," he said, his voice and body language shifting back into Superman's. "I'm going to leave for a while. I need to know you'll take care of yourself and your family. And... that you won't let that that man pretending to be Bruce get to you. Promise me you'll be careful."
*huggles Clark*
But because this was all he had ever wanted when he was alive, it was hard not to think he was happy. A ghost-feeling, then, the way people could feel ghost limbs.
Why did that line hurt so much? I don't want to identify with Black Hand, Mina!
The two great superheroes, the Titans of Earth, reduced to this. To feeling, uncontrollably, to hoping and wishing and fearing that this one human would return to them, when it was them who would be returning to the embrace of Nekron, to the endless peace of Death.
*huggles Clark and Diana*
The tightness around his eyes, the lines around his mouth, the set of his jaw. Even as his eyes were kind and his tone was friendly, Damian could see it. A certain restraint, the concealment of pain.
Aw, Damian, you really are your father's son, aren't you?
as long as they were sensible requests, unlike young master Damian's cries for a sword or an armory
*giggles*
Clark smiled, a sad smile. "He pushed the line a lot."
*wibbles and hearts Bruce*
Alfred looked away. He had seen the real deal, the simulacrum, walking around the penthouse, attacking him and young master Damian, spilling vitriol about the young Robin, mad and hurting like a beast. He didn't need to watch it again.
*wibbles again* Poor Alfred!
"I almost didn't want to believe it. I couldn't stand another fluke." Another deep breath, a charged pause. "But he was right. Bruce."
*huggles Clark*
the red tinted glasses turning every moment into a perpetual sunset.
Oh, that line...!
He couldn't leave Gotham, the city was the only thing between him and the static-born madness.
*hearts Gotham*
No one talked about any super harassment when they spoke of Superman.
*giggles* That is such a great line! :D
The man in the mirror looked haggard. He had very short cropped hair, and a week of stubble. He had bags under his eyes, he was pale. He had blue eyes and black hair. He reached to touch the mirror, tracing arching eyebrows, the line of a square jaw, the stern set of a mouth. "This is very disconcerting."
Bruce!!! *glomps him*
"I'm sorry," Bruce said, his voice sounding strange to his ears. "For forgetting you." He looked away. Clark's gaze felt like it was staring into his soul, and he felt too raw. After everything that had happened, it was hard to tell what Clark would see inside him. He wasn't sure what he would see himself.
Clark smiled, his hands roaming over his back, his hair, touching him like it was the first time. "You remembered me before you remembered yourself. You trusted me."
Eeee! *glomps them both*
Memories becoming the foundation of the present, his present. The fire in his heart.
He took the discarded red sunglasses and put them on. "Let's go."
Whoo, Go Bruce and Clark! :D
*flails* I WANT THIS TO BE CANON!!! Please! Clark finding Bruce and Bruce...! *glomps him* Argh, I miss him so much... And I loved seeing it from everyone's POV - and seeing Superman through 'new' eyes, too! That was awesome. *glomps you* Thank you so much for sharing this with us, Mina! :D
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I laughed so much at you identifying with Black Hand! haha, I'm sorry, Star! X) lol, it's too funny. I was pretty freaked out while writing his section, lol, I kept telling Jen 'well, this.. is the first time I write necrophilia! I GUESS I HOPE IT'S THE LAST TIME'.
I felt really bad for Alfred's section. Poor Alfred doing the autopsy of the clone :( but.. Alfred's the tougher of them all, of course he would take the weight off Dick's shoulders. I'm sure he waited until Dick was busy somewhere else to tackle it...
Bruce will be back sooonnnn!! one more month and Return of Bruce Wayne begins! I CAN'T WAIT!! I am so excited!!! :D I am so glad you enjoyed the story, Star, thank you so much for the awesome fb! :D
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