*rubs hands together*
Let's dig in.
How he’d gone from not wanting anyone to know to having his story told countless times to these prison guards in white jackets and discounted. Time and time again he said the scariest words he’d known.
Aw.
Poor Clark. Depicts painfully just how distressed he is that he's not only sharing his secret, but that he acknowledges it as the scariest words.
Nigel exchanged a look with Mrs. Cox before opening his mouth to respond. He could tell from the expression on Nigel’s face he wouldn’t like the response. “The matter has been taken care of,” Mrs. Cox interjected.
Ooooh. Gonna bite all of them in the rear.
“Ohh, still a little green around the gills I see.”
Haha, I shouldn't be laughing at this twisted a scene, but darn if I don't love a good pun.
Clark gritted his teeth, struggling to push the massive weight off of him as the sharp edge of an already bloodied blade grazed against him. Panic rose inside him as he stared at the blood.
The same blade he used to (almost) kill Lois?! That's cold, bone-chilling.
It’s only fitting she should die from the same blade as her hero.”
*shudder* see?
“Every delicious yell for help met with silence. What do you think her last thoughts were, hmm? Knowing her hero had let her down with the ultimate betrayal …as she had me.” The eerie calm with which Luthor spoke of Lois sent a panic through Clark. Then he saw it. The blood on his sleeve and the bloodied skin with tears and scratches to his hands.
‘He did it,’
The cold detailed account and the evidence laid before him as Clark finally realizes the truth seriously gives me goosebumps. Very well done.
The shout from above pulled Luthor’s attention away and the man stood up. “Until next time,” he remarked, setting the blade on the barrel above him. “Have a nice death, Superman,”
*mentally bookmarks this knife's location, in case it becomes pertinent later*
Perry asked with a disgusted grunt. “He gets away with attacking Lois? He gets away with destroying the Planet? He gets away with everything?”
Poor Perry, I really don't know how they're going to deal with this situation.
“I’m saying Luthor thought he killed her.” Henderson’s eyes narrowed, “We need to make sure it stays that way.”
Fingers crossed.
She shook her head and whispered just loud enough for him to hear, “Lex, the police are here.”
“Stall them,” he ordered, ridding himself of the last of his bloodied and torn clothing.
Well, crapola! How are they not going to find him like this? Cut, bloodied, no time to change...? Oh, and half-dead Superman in the basement?
The image of Clark Kent on the screen flashed again then moved on to the next supposed victim from the arson on Clinton Street. The only thing was he knew—they all did—that Clark Kent wasn’t in that building when it exploded. Someone was trying to make it seem like he was though.
Clark's dead, Lois' dead, Superman's nearly dead... who will even be legally alive to testify?
“And so the cries for help?” Agent Wallace smirked as she stared back at them, gauging their reaction.
“I’m sorry?” Lex choked out.
You're so close! Twist the knife! You almost have him!
“Lois was obviously very troubled.”
Agent Wallace’s eyes narrowed as she delivered a mighty blow, “Was?”
“Is,” Lex corrected hastily. “It’s easier to think of her as gone when thinking of the painful end to our courtship. I’m sure you understand.”
*mutters curse words under breath* Yeah, and when you've killed her in cold blood.
“Funeral?” Lex feigned surprise as Zymack interjected.
“Ms. Lane is dead.”
Gah! I'm so twisted up inside right now! I love it!
He knew there would be the task of changing out the samples the police had collected from the crime scene for a lowly scapegoat. He’d have to evaluate those involved with Lois to determine who the lucky culprit would be. Nigel still hadn’t been able to track down Clark Kent. If only it was that easy. Frame that giblet of a menace for the murder of his former bride-to-be. It would have been the perfect revenge but sadly it wasn’t meant to be.
Ooh, terrifying. That would have been the perfect revenge, too. Totally could have been plausible that Clark would kill Lois over Lex... if it was a story he was spinning, anyway. Character witnesses would know that Clark couldn't do it, but they did have a loud argument in a very public place and everyone knows that Clark's been hung up on Lois for the majority of the year....
Recalling the information, he’d learned from the globe he’d acquired some months ago he felt giddy as he asked calmly, "If you're not Superman then who are you?"
I did always wonder why Lex never remembered that Clark was sent to earth as a baby, but it worked out in canon. I like how you reference it here though.
“Well, well, well, Clark, it seems you’ve been keeping a little secret, haven’t you?” Lex’s sinister features took on a humorous glare as he stared back at his enemy’s disoriented face, “Now is that any way to treat your best enemy?”
*shudders* Love the inclusion of this line. Even though I know where you're going with this, it's a terrifying process watching it all go down. (But I love it so much!)
Can't wait till next Thursday!
