theatrical_muse TOPIC #268 The End
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It wasn't supposed to end like this. It wasn't supposed to end at all.
There has always been something keeping us apart. At first, it was this necklace. I wore it for so long after my parents died, and as long as I did, he couldn't come within five feet of me without falling over. It was funny, because I always thought his clumsiness was so adorable. He borrowed it from me once, when he lost his powers to Eric Summers, but I didn't know that at the time. When he brought it back to me, he put it in this lead box. He said it was to protect my memories. He didn't want them to hold me back.
And now...God...I can't stop crying. When I started this, all I wanted to do was kill Lex. I wanted to steal his technology and use it against him, and I told myself it was to protect Clark and the rest of the world. But the more I trained, the more I became aware of just who I was and where I was going, the more I realized that I what was happening. I was becoming the thing I hated the most.
Carter's training changed me. I remembered who I've always wanted to be. I want to make a difference. I don't want anyone to fall victim to everything I have in the past. I want to save them, just like Clark always saved me. My purposes changed, but stealing Prometheus still fit. I could take something he meant for destruction and use it for something that would actually benefit the world.
And Clark...I want Clark to be exactly who he's supposed to be: a hero. At first, I thought I'd be a distraction, hold him back like it had before...but when I saw just the slightest chance I wouldn't be...I guess I thought one more attempt wouldn't hurt.
I should have listened to him years ago. Even if we still love each other, our relationship is just a memory. Now we're back where we were before. If only I'd listened, maybe we could have at least been friends.
I'm such a fool.
It wasn't supposed to end like this. It wasn't supposed to end at all.
There has always been something keeping us apart. At first, it was this necklace. I wore it for so long after my parents died, and as long as I did, he couldn't come within five feet of me without falling over. It was funny, because I always thought his clumsiness was so adorable. He borrowed it from me once, when he lost his powers to Eric Summers, but I didn't know that at the time. When he brought it back to me, he put it in this lead box. He said it was to protect my memories. He didn't want them to hold me back.
And now...God...I can't stop crying. When I started this, all I wanted to do was kill Lex. I wanted to steal his technology and use it against him, and I told myself it was to protect Clark and the rest of the world. But the more I trained, the more I became aware of just who I was and where I was going, the more I realized that I what was happening. I was becoming the thing I hated the most.
Carter's training changed me. I remembered who I've always wanted to be. I want to make a difference. I don't want anyone to fall victim to everything I have in the past. I want to save them, just like Clark always saved me. My purposes changed, but stealing Prometheus still fit. I could take something he meant for destruction and use it for something that would actually benefit the world.
And Clark...I want Clark to be exactly who he's supposed to be: a hero. At first, I thought I'd be a distraction, hold him back like it had before...but when I saw just the slightest chance I wouldn't be...I guess I thought one more attempt wouldn't hurt.
I should have listened to him years ago. Even if we still love each other, our relationship is just a memory. Now we're back where we were before. If only I'd listened, maybe we could have at least been friends.
I'm such a fool.