Started Writing: May 23, 2002
Finished Writing: May 23, 2002
Last Episode Seen Before Writing: Tempest
Disclaimer: I do not own Lex Luthor, Michael Rosenbaum, Lionel Luthor, or John Glover. If I did I wouldn't be writing stories…I would be writing movies!
Power
He's just lying there. Calling out to me.
"Lex, help me."
The blood is pouring into my eye. The pain is almost unbearable, but I don't care. I have just become my father's lifeline.
"Lex?"
All I can do is stare at him pinned beneath the pillar. He looks so afraid. So unlike the Luthor image he has worked so hard to put up.
"Help me."
Any second the beam could come crashing down, ending it all. Ending the misery, the pain. Ending the endless torture my father renders upon my soul.
"Son?"
Too many thoughts. I can't figure it out. The storm rages around us in the small room. All I can think is that I decide whether my father lives or dies. Whether he lives, and continues to rip me apart piece by piece. Or whether he dies, putting me out of my misery.
"Lex, please?"
All I want to do is revel in my newfound power over my father. I don't have much time. Soon I must run to shelter. Do I take my father with me, or leave him to suffer justice for what he's done to me all these years?
Author's Note: This note is in response to everyone's reviews. This is a stand alone fic!! It is merely here to convey how Lex feels now that he has complete power over Lionel. There will be no more chapters! I never intended to write more…I don't want to write Lex's decision because I don't know what he will do. I want it to be as accurate as possible. So, there will be no more for fear of inaccuracy! Thanks, though!
Finished Writing: May 23, 2002
Last Episode Seen Before Writing: Tempest
Disclaimer: I do not own Lex Luthor, Michael Rosenbaum, Lionel Luthor, or John Glover. If I did I wouldn't be writing stories…I would be writing movies!
Power
He's just lying there. Calling out to me.
"Lex, help me."
The blood is pouring into my eye. The pain is almost unbearable, but I don't care. I have just become my father's lifeline.
"Lex?"
All I can do is stare at him pinned beneath the pillar. He looks so afraid. So unlike the Luthor image he has worked so hard to put up.
"Help me."
Any second the beam could come crashing down, ending it all. Ending the misery, the pain. Ending the endless torture my father renders upon my soul.
"Son?"
Too many thoughts. I can't figure it out. The storm rages around us in the small room. All I can think is that I decide whether my father lives or dies. Whether he lives, and continues to rip me apart piece by piece. Or whether he dies, putting me out of my misery.
"Lex, please?"
All I want to do is revel in my newfound power over my father. I don't have much time. Soon I must run to shelter. Do I take my father with me, or leave him to suffer justice for what he's done to me all these years?
Author's Note: This note is in response to everyone's reviews. This is a stand alone fic!! It is merely here to convey how Lex feels now that he has complete power over Lionel. There will be no more chapters! I never intended to write more…I don't want to write Lex's decision because I don't know what he will do. I want it to be as accurate as possible. So, there will be no more for fear of inaccuracy! Thanks, though!