Title: Cycle
Author: HuffyTheCampfireSlayer
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in the WBs TV show 'Smallville'. I am simply borrowing them for a bit for my own entertainment. No profit will be made from this story. So please don't sue me.
Summary: Future fic. AU. Lex looks reflects on his life and his relationship with his father.
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Life is just one big vicious cycle. No matter how you try to change it, you fail. I swore it would never be like this. I didn't want the history book to be repeated. But we can't always get what we want. I learnt that a very long time ago. I've tried to change. I really have. But I am still my father's son. And as such I think I've been brainwashed by his ways and his corrupt practices. For I now use them too. I will do anything to get what I want, regardless of the consequences. My father showed me what money, threats and a quick wit can do for you in the world of business.
Of course, I swore I would just use these unjust tactics for work, but they soon spread to other parts of my life, like a cancer invading my system. Friendships, love... it all became a game to me. With people being the pawns on the chessboard. Even when I married and had a family the relationship with my son became a game. Just like my relationship with my father had been. It was then I knew I'd come full circle. My wife died last year, so now it was it was just him and I.
I can't let this cycle continue. I remembered how I hated my father. I couldn't let my son hate me. Become me. Become his grandfather.
The wind whistled over my hairless head. It's cool hands caressing it and tugging at my shirt. I'd always wanted to fly. So that I could be free from the world and everything that tied me down. The name Luthor had ensured that I was well and truly anchored to this Earth from the moment I was born. The name wasn't a gift, as most would view it, it was a curse.
I exhaled as I opened my eyes, the sun was fading fast from the sky. I leaned forward and felt a blast of hot air on my face, rising from the summer streets below.
The sun was gone now. I inhaled. I exhaled. I stepped into the darkness.
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- Fin -
Author: HuffyTheCampfireSlayer
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in the WBs TV show 'Smallville'. I am simply borrowing them for a bit for my own entertainment. No profit will be made from this story. So please don't sue me.
Summary: Future fic. AU. Lex looks reflects on his life and his relationship with his father.
***
Life is just one big vicious cycle. No matter how you try to change it, you fail. I swore it would never be like this. I didn't want the history book to be repeated. But we can't always get what we want. I learnt that a very long time ago. I've tried to change. I really have. But I am still my father's son. And as such I think I've been brainwashed by his ways and his corrupt practices. For I now use them too. I will do anything to get what I want, regardless of the consequences. My father showed me what money, threats and a quick wit can do for you in the world of business.
Of course, I swore I would just use these unjust tactics for work, but they soon spread to other parts of my life, like a cancer invading my system. Friendships, love... it all became a game to me. With people being the pawns on the chessboard. Even when I married and had a family the relationship with my son became a game. Just like my relationship with my father had been. It was then I knew I'd come full circle. My wife died last year, so now it was it was just him and I.
I can't let this cycle continue. I remembered how I hated my father. I couldn't let my son hate me. Become me. Become his grandfather.
The wind whistled over my hairless head. It's cool hands caressing it and tugging at my shirt. I'd always wanted to fly. So that I could be free from the world and everything that tied me down. The name Luthor had ensured that I was well and truly anchored to this Earth from the moment I was born. The name wasn't a gift, as most would view it, it was a curse.
I exhaled as I opened my eyes, the sun was fading fast from the sky. I leaned forward and felt a blast of hot air on my face, rising from the summer streets below.
The sun was gone now. I inhaled. I exhaled. I stepped into the darkness.
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- Fin -