Deconstructing Lois

By: MystiKalCynik

Note: This work of fiction does contain some very graphic content that is sexual in nature. If you are easily offended by the genre of erotic fiction, I suggest that you not read any of this material. This is also my first attempt at writing in general. I appreciate any honest feedback or suggestions. Constructive criticism is also welcomed.

Chapter Rating: PG-13 (some adult language)

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan-fiction. Superman and the DC Comics universe are property of DC Comics and Warner Brothers. I assure you that I own nothing and am not making any profit from this.

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Prologue

Although it had been three weeks since Lex Luthor's disastrous real estate plan affected the city of Metropolis, Lois Lane decided that for the first time she would, alas, begin her day as if it were like any other. Still, there had been too many unexplained events and unanswered questions that continued to hover over her shattered ego; in fact, Lois had realized that she was more vulnerable than originally thought.

She was anal about all facts, to that she made sure of; but there had been certain obscure findings that left a bad taste in her mouth, for instance, many of the unexplained phenomena involving her two favorite subjects: Superman, and his very own arch-nemesis, Lex Luthor. Since his failed world domination project, the whereabouts of Luthor remained a mystery. His helicopter was last sighted hovering over New Krypton before Superman had hurled it into space. Luthor's absence provided a temporary relief that allowed the city to rebuild and return to normalcy. But at the same time, not knowing whether or not Luthor was lurking in the shadows conjuring up a malevolent scheme to destroy humanity did nothing to allow her to sleep soundly. She was clearly affected by what had transpired; not a minute went by in the day when she did not think about how close she was to losing her family as well as her own life, often contemplating what would have happened had Superman never returned. She thought it quite interesting that during Superman's five year hiatus, she never once came across a perilous situation that which would require his services and expertise. Well, he certainly chose the right day to return, she chuckled just thinking.

A few other thoughts had come to pass as well, for Lois had many theories speculating the reasons for his return. What if he had not actually returned, but was watching from some sort of heaven, saw that she had gotten herself into a predicament, and then descended in a glorious effort to save her from the face of death? Evidently, this theory was thrown out the window the minute she realized how ludicrous she was deifying him. Despite the popular consensus, Superman was, in no way, a god, although he had many godlike qualities that would convince otherwise. Lois Lane knew better; he was much more than a god. He was a father, a lover, a friend. He meant a lot more to her than any god or even God, Himself. Despite all this, Lois knew that she was put on earth for a purpose and was ready to take on whatever came her way. She knew this from the minute she had awoken; she felt much like a different person than the day before.

Still, she could not faze the thoughts that loomed overhead, indicating the lack of a certain something. Slowly and meticulously, it feverishly ate at Lois' core activating all her defense mechanisms, resulting in her becoming numb to it all.

Lois Lane smiled to mock her own thoughts, shrugged her shoulders, and rolled her eyes. Oh yes, she had been ready.