OK, this is my 4th fic, 3rd fairly long fic, and I must be crazy for doing all 3 at once. (Yep, I'm definitely crazy.)
Title: The Sun King: 2056
Author: FallenStar AKA Laura
Pairing: Clois, naturally
Genre: Action/Romance/A.U.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Season 5
Disclaimer: I'm 15. I can only wish that I owned this.
Summary: Lois and Clark take an unexpected detour on their way to an interview, and end up 50 years in the future, where the world is ruled by a merciless tyrant. And, no, it ain't Lex.
Chapter 1: Wormhole
"Smallville, get in the car! What are you waiting for, plaid to come back in style? I have to be at my interview in half an hour!"
Lois Lane was seated shotgun in Clark Kent's pick-up truck, wearing slacks and a brand new blouse, and attempting to apply a coat of mascara to her already overdone face in a nervous frenzy to appear civilized for her job interview at the Daily Planet. She was in her final year of college, and 3 credits away from a degree in journalism. Clark was a full year behind her, and upon his transfer to Met U as a sophomore, had been plagued with the misfortune of residing in the same apartment building as Lois. He would have chosen to live elsewhere, or even have commuted from home, as rush hour was never an issue for him, but the rent was cheap, and it was fairly close to the campus. So for the past year, he had lived next to Lois, sharing one car and a wall between them.
This is worse than marriage, Clark thought.
"Jesus, Lois, I'm going as fast as I can! At least let me get some pants on!" Clark shouted, sticking his head out of his ground floor window.
"Clothing is optional at this point, Clark! Your pants aren't giving the interview, are they?" Lois shouted back, now applying some more foundation.
Clark ran out the door with his belt hanging from his waist, his hair messy and his shirt open.
"You take more time than a girl, Smallville."
"I overslept! Give me a break!" Clark retorted, stepping in the car. He started the truck, and sped out of the parking lot.
"Did Lori give you a hard workout last night? I always knew she had a dark side. No girl is that much of a goody goody" Lois said slyly. She was convinced that Clark's straight-A girlfriend wasn't nearly as nice as she looked.
"That's none of your business, Lois. Besides, she just came over for some help on a paper. I was up all night with her researching." Clark said as he turned onto the street. The sun was hidden beneath a thin layer of clouds, and the humid spring air made time seem to move slower. The streets were filled with suit-wearing business men, sweating in their grey apparel as they trudged to work, and lazy college kids donning flip flops and blasting radios from their cars.
"Researching. Uh-huh. Was it a biology paper?" Lois asked.
"Lois, in 10 seconds, I'm turning this truck around!"
"Don't worry, Smallville, my lips are sealed. But next time, go to her place. Thin walls equals zero privacy, and a load of nightmares for the poor souls who have to listen to you two go at it all night." Lois said, grinning madly at Clark's red complexion. Clark sensed a battle lost, and decided to drop the subject.
"Stop putting on so much makeup, Lois. You look like a circus clown" Clark muttered.
"Well pardon me for not having 'flawless ivory skin' and 'golden blonde locks' and 'full red lips' like a certain someone we know coughLoricough." Lois said in a whiny tone.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous," Clark replied, quickly shooting Lois an accusatory glance.
"Jealous? Of that little dolphin-loving princess? Not a chance. Nobody majoring in marine biology and math can possibly be right in the head."
Clark reached for the radio, attempting to drown out the annoying co-ed sitting next to him. He stopped on a country station. Lois swatted his hand away from the dial. "Are you attempting to kill every bit of my sanity with this trash?" She switched to the local rock station, on an extremely loud rendition of "Crazy Train".
"Yeah, as if this is any better!" Clark shouted over the song. Lois mouthed the words "Can't hear you!" to Clark, and started to sing the song out loud. Clark turned the radio to his station, and Lois switched it right back. They fought like this for a few seconds, until Lois looked up and saw their car heading straight off an overpass.
"CLARK!" she shouted. He attempted to regain control of the wheel, but they suddenly flew off the overpass and headed straight for the road below. Lois shut her eyes, knowing full well that she was about to die.
But the end never came.
Clark was still sitting next to her. He had moved into super speed, and planned to grab catch the car, but before he could, he noticed that the car was sitting perfectly on the ground. He looked out the car window, and his mouth fell open. All around them were buildings that seemed to reach so high that he couldn't see the tops. There were no trees, but many people who flooded the streets, dressed in identical skintight black clothing. Sleek looking cars were parked on either side of him. At least, they looked like cars, until, upon closer observation, he noticed huge engines protruding from the bottom and rear, as though they were designed for flight.
"Lois?" Clark turned to face her. Lois had her eyes closed tightly, and her arms clung to her seat.
"Am I dead?" She asked, opening one eye and, seeing her surroundings, closing it back up again.
"Lois, open your eyes. We're alive. But I don't think we're in Kansas anymore."
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