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Author's note: This is set in Top Copy, during the scenes while Diana Stride is lurking on Clark's balcony.
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I’m dying.
The pain comes in waves, each more devastatingly intense than the last.
I’m not ready to die. Not now. Not like this.
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I would never have guessed Diana Stride was an assassin for Intergang. But there she was, hiding in plain sight. She’s a clever assassin; it takes a diabolical mind to think of a Kryptonite kiss.
And now the Kryptonite is inside me, burning its way through my body, wracking me with pain, robbing me of my strength. I can’t move, can’t stand. Can’t do anything but writhe with the agony. The phone- and help- is just a few feet away, but it may as well be on Mars; I can’t
get to it.
I don’t want to die.
I’m so close to everything I’ve ever wanted.
A date with Lois… it’s all just beginning.
Lois…
Suddenly she’s here, and in my pain filled haze it feels almost like I summoned her. For a moment, I fear she’s an illusion, a hallucination brought on by being near to death.
Then she reaches for the phone and I know I can relax. The pain hasn’t lessened; it’s still there, still excruciating, but it’s changed somehow. In a moment of clarity, I know why.
Lois has called for help. As she’s done so many times before, she’s brought me hope.
I’m no longer dying.
Last edited by NostalgiaKick; 11/21/15 08:13 PM. Reason: changed word
