Uninvited (An Unfortunate Slight) - Bizarroe - Chlark - NC-17 - 15/17
*ninjas in and posts a loooong overdue update*
Title: Uninvited (An Unfortunate Slight)
Author: ivorykiss
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: angst, violence and dark graphic sexual situations
Pairing: Bizarroe, Chlark
Spoilers: Phantom, Bizarro
Disclaimers: I don’t own them, that makes me sad. The title and moodlets of this little piece are from Alanis Morissette’s Uninvited.
A/N: Comments, critiques are always welcome. The awesome banner was generous gifty from the lovely and talented mssullivan!!
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Chloe’s mind raced and she tried to make some sense out of yet another insane shift of reality as he collapsed heavily on top of her.
Despite the terror and panic that slowed time around her and made her hyperaware of everything; from the horrific beauty of the House of El symbol etched bluely into his skin, to the undeniable pain and unmistakable emotion that was clear in his brilliant green eyes, Chloe knew that there had been no regrets in his impossibly fractured gaze when he smiled and thanked her, only love.
How many times was she destined to watch him suffer? Watch him die?
“Clark! Clark!”
The air was thick with stinging sparks of blue chaotic energy and Chloe sobbed his name over and over as she frantically pushed against his chest.
The symbol branded there from azure fire made the very cells of her body vibrate in golden echo, made the palms of her hands tingle and burn as she struggled under his dead weight.
Blue and gold mixed, fused and overwhelmed, Chloe cried out as the universe tinted itself green again then...
“NO!”
She recognized the note of possession in the roar of pure rage that harmonized with the humming of the cave because it echoed her own as he was torn from her by himself.
Chloe tried to stand but fell to her hands and knees as the cave shook with an impossible impact.
Clark had him pinned by the neck against the cave drawing and growled out, “Chloe is mine!”
The humming grew louder as color leeched from the wall and danced in the air around their struggling bodies. The tinted lightening blurred and bled into a vortex of symbols that caused both Clarks to scream.
Chloe fought to stay conscious as the universe spun around her and she crawled through the vertigo until she was at their feet.
She struggled to stay upright on her knees and Chloe didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when she realized that the three of them were crazily mimicking the painting on the wall.
Was she ignoring or confirming destiny when she reached out?
Chloe didn’t know, didn’t care and pressed her hand against the ebony and jade tinted lightening that surrounded them.
In an instant she was pulled into a wailing maelstrom that drained her as quickly as it filled her.
Chloe screamed his name and her senses reeled with a never ending circuit of black and green energy that snapped through conduits of gold.
And just as she thought she’d vibrate apart from all the power coursing through her, she felt the soft brush of a caress on her cheek, the ghost clench of a possessive fist in her hair.
The amazing echoes of his touch grounded her.
And, also gave the black and green energy trapped inside her something to focus on.
There was a moment of harmony before reality ripped again.
Then she was across the cave, smashing into the far wall with a bone shattering thud.
Blood streamed from her eyes, her ears, bubbled out her mouth and nose, wept from her pores as she slid slowly down the rough rock wall.
And unable to summon the strength to even breathe, Chloe fought the red tinted graying of her vision and watched in horror as both Clarks blurred.
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