Failsday Challenge Entry 2/?
Title: I Never Promised You a Happy Ending
Author: Femvamp
Disclaimer: Smallville sucks doody. Yes I said it. “doody.” I don’t own the doody.
Note: This is in response to the Smallville Failsday Challenge.
Note: My idea is to change the events of Beast………..to this.
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Part 2
“She made her choice Clark.” Oliver sighed. He knew it was a gamble to provoke his friend, but anything was better than the man he was staring at now. Clark needed to tell him what happened so they could help their friend, not stand there and wallow in guilt over it.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Clark growled angrily. Before Oliver could blink Clark was in his personal space, close enough to hurt him if he wanted to.
To his credit Oliver didn’t back away. “Have you considered even for a moment, that she loves him? That she went with him voluntary?”
“No. Not Chloe.” Clark denied. “He must have brainwasher her somehow.”
“Chloe knows her own mind, Clark. I don’t like it any more then you do…”
“What about Brainiac? Maybe he’s still infecting her.” Clark said almost hopefully.
“Do you really think that’s the case?” Oliver watched his friend’s face fall but he needed to accept the truth.
“Why else would she have gone to the fortress?”
“Because I told her you were going to kill Davis.” Oliver shrugged. “And this was after he tried to kill Jimmy and me. I tried to stop her- I even told her she was becoming a bad guy. She didn’t seem to care about that Clark. All she cared about was saving him…..and stopping you from killing him.” Oliver paused. It hurt to have to say this about his friend, but it had to be said. “We have to face it Clark- Chloe has made her choice.”
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Davis breathed a sigh of relief when they finally reached the mountains- it was finally starting to get dark. Davis had no idea how long they had actually been walking for all he knew it could have been hour or even days. His eyebrows scrunched in confusion as he placed a hand over his stomach. If they’d been walking for days, or even just a few hours… why wasn’t he hungry, or even thirsty?
“Davis, are you hungry?”
“Now that you mention it, no.” Davis replied.
“Me neither. Do you think it’s the Phantom Zone or do you think we really haven’t been here all that long?”
“I don’t know.”
“I should be starving by now and thirsty. I should be needing water.” Chloe paused. “Have you seen any food or water? Have you seen anything?”
“Nothing,” Davis replied. Chloe nodded and she walked a little way from him.
“We need to be careful here Davis.” Chloe’s eyes scanned the desert they’d finally left. “From what I know of the Phantom Zone, this is where Jor-el sent Kryptonian criminals.” She sat back down next to him, her eyes full of confusion. “Why haven’t we seen any?”
“You’ve mentioned that name, who is Jor’el?” Davis asked. It sounded familiar to him, but he couldn’t place it.
“He’s Clark’s father. His birth father.” Chloe explained. “Where are all the prisoners?”
She repeated. Davis sighed- he didn’t have an answer for her and he didn’t want to find one either.
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Hunting. It was all about hunting. Prey.
Hunting and prey.
New prey.
This prey smelled different- smelled new. It smelled nothing liked this new prey before. It stalked the new prey toward the mountains. It was in no hurry. It liked to hunt. The best part was the hunt.
The stalking…
The female looked weak it would be no problem to kill. The male looked different- smelled different. Like nothing it had ever smelled before. The male smelled like a hunter. It had been a long time since it had killed another hunter.
This was good. This was very good.
It was ready.
It would kill its prey soon.
Author: Femvamp
Disclaimer: Smallville sucks doody. Yes I said it. “doody.” I don’t own the doody.
Note: This is in response to the Smallville Failsday Challenge.
Note: My idea is to change the events of Beast………..to this.
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Part 2
“She made her choice Clark.” Oliver sighed. He knew it was a gamble to provoke his friend, but anything was better than the man he was staring at now. Clark needed to tell him what happened so they could help their friend, not stand there and wallow in guilt over it.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Clark growled angrily. Before Oliver could blink Clark was in his personal space, close enough to hurt him if he wanted to.
To his credit Oliver didn’t back away. “Have you considered even for a moment, that she loves him? That she went with him voluntary?”
“No. Not Chloe.” Clark denied. “He must have brainwasher her somehow.”
“Chloe knows her own mind, Clark. I don’t like it any more then you do…”
“What about Brainiac? Maybe he’s still infecting her.” Clark said almost hopefully.
“Do you really think that’s the case?” Oliver watched his friend’s face fall but he needed to accept the truth.
“Why else would she have gone to the fortress?”
“Because I told her you were going to kill Davis.” Oliver shrugged. “And this was after he tried to kill Jimmy and me. I tried to stop her- I even told her she was becoming a bad guy. She didn’t seem to care about that Clark. All she cared about was saving him…..and stopping you from killing him.” Oliver paused. It hurt to have to say this about his friend, but it had to be said. “We have to face it Clark- Chloe has made her choice.”
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Davis breathed a sigh of relief when they finally reached the mountains- it was finally starting to get dark. Davis had no idea how long they had actually been walking for all he knew it could have been hour or even days. His eyebrows scrunched in confusion as he placed a hand over his stomach. If they’d been walking for days, or even just a few hours… why wasn’t he hungry, or even thirsty?
“Davis, are you hungry?”
“Now that you mention it, no.” Davis replied.
“Me neither. Do you think it’s the Phantom Zone or do you think we really haven’t been here all that long?”
“I don’t know.”
“I should be starving by now and thirsty. I should be needing water.” Chloe paused. “Have you seen any food or water? Have you seen anything?”
“Nothing,” Davis replied. Chloe nodded and she walked a little way from him.
“We need to be careful here Davis.” Chloe’s eyes scanned the desert they’d finally left. “From what I know of the Phantom Zone, this is where Jor-el sent Kryptonian criminals.” She sat back down next to him, her eyes full of confusion. “Why haven’t we seen any?”
“You’ve mentioned that name, who is Jor’el?” Davis asked. It sounded familiar to him, but he couldn’t place it.
“He’s Clark’s father. His birth father.” Chloe explained. “Where are all the prisoners?”
She repeated. Davis sighed- he didn’t have an answer for her and he didn’t want to find one either.
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Hunting. It was all about hunting. Prey.
Hunting and prey.
New prey.
This prey smelled different- smelled new. It smelled nothing liked this new prey before. It stalked the new prey toward the mountains. It was in no hurry. It liked to hunt. The best part was the hunt.
The stalking…
The female looked weak it would be no problem to kill. The male looked different- smelled different. Like nothing it had ever smelled before. The male smelled like a hunter. It had been a long time since it had killed another hunter.
This was good. This was very good.
It was ready.
It would kill its prey soon.