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"I had it destroyed, so that you'd have no choice, but to kill the beast. "
Tess Mercer's words echoed through Clark's mind, as he pondered what to do now. His plan had been to use the black kryptonite to split Davis from Doomsday and then send the Ultimate Destroyer to the Phantom Zone alone. Chloe's words had reminded Clark of who he was, and what he stood for, her faith in Davis had convinced him. Clark Kent believed that there was still good inside Davis Bloome, he was a victim in all of this.
"I didn't ask for this Clark, I even killed myself to try and stop it."
Clark had believed that Davis wasn't worth saving, that he was a murderer who deserved to rot away in the Phantom Zone, but now, looking back on Davis's actions, Clark saw the truth. Davis had done the very best he could in the situation he had been placed in. Whenever Doomsday came out, it would kill many people, indiscriminately, Davis had known that, so he had tried to come up with a way to stop it. By killing one criminal, Davis was able to keep Doomsday from coming out, and from killing more people, innocent people, who deserved a chance to live and be free. Not that the criminals Davis killed had deserved to die, but they weren't innocent either, and by killing one, Davis saved many more.
Davis Bloome was worth saving; he deserved a chance at a normal life, a chance to free and happy.
"She is my chance to be happy, why can't my own Kryptonian brother let me have that?"
Clark nodded decisively, he had made up his mind, he would find a way to split Davis, and save him from the beast within, but he still had a problem. He had the black kryptonite, so once he found Chloe and Davis, he would be able to split the man from the beast, but he no longer had a way to defeat the beast. At Chloe's wedding Clark had tried to fight Doomsday, and he hadn't even managed to land one punch, the beast had caught his fist, and then had thrown him effortlessly across the barn.
The Phantom Zone had been Clark's only chance, not even Doomsday could have escaped from that wasteland, and there were no innocent beings there that he could hurt. However, Clark no longer had any way to open the Phantom Zone, when it was fully functional, the Fortress would have been able to open a portal on it's own, but it was barely working, which was why he had needed the black crystal to open a portal. The Fortress could run programs, but it had none of it's own anymore, Brainiac had drained it of all the knowledge, so Clark had had to use an external program.
The black crystal had been first used by Brainiac to release Zod, and when Clark had ripped it out of the console and tossed it aside, it had been undamaged. The crystal was Kryptonian technology, and Jor-El had once told Clark that no Earthly methods could destroy Kryptonian technology. Kara's ship had exploded with the force of a nuclear bomb, yet the blue crystal had been completely unharmed, and when inserted into the Fortress, it had worked perfectly. If that was the case, how could Tess have destroyed it?
When Tess had told Clark what she had done, Clark had believed her, but now that he thought about it, what reason did he have to trust her, she was Lex's protégé, and Lex had been the master of deception. The crystal couldn't have been destroyed by human technology, so there was still a chance that it existed, if Tess hadn't been able to destroy it, she might have simply locked it away in her vault. There was only one way to make sure, Clark had to get into the Luthor mansion and break open Tess's vault.
He shrugged, it wouldn't be a difficult task, when Oliver had been in there, he had said that he hadn't seen any meteor rocks, other than the black kryptonite, so there was no danger there for Clark. He made up his mind, he had good reason to believe that the Phantom Zone crystal was still intact, and he wouldn't rest until he had found it. He owed that much to Davis, he was a victim, and he deserved to be free, and he owed it to Chloe. Chloe had given up her entire life in Smallville to help Davis, and Clark knew that she had deeper feelings for Davis as well, knowing Chloe for as long as he had, Clark knew that his best friend was in love with Davis Bloome. Chloe loved Davis, and after everything that Chloe had done to protect Clark, after everything she had lost, he owed it to her to give her a chance to be happy. It was what heroes did, heroes saved people, and that's what Clark was, if a hero killed, then he became an anti-hero, and that was what Oliver had become, Clark wouldn't let himself become like that, he would manage to save everyone.
Davis and Chloe lay on the hood of their car, half-eaten takeout lying on the side, the many stars shining above them. Chloe snuggled closer to Davis, pressing herself against the warm body of the devilishly handsome paramedic. "And then her mother told her that whatever hold Hades thought she had on Persephone was not binding, and that she never had to return to the underworld ever again," said Davis, "But Persephone ignored Demeter, and returned to Tartarus, to be with Hades, whom she had fallen in love with, and then they lived happily ever after."
Chloe smiled happily at that, "It's a wonderful ending Davis, and it'll be our ending."
Davis looked at her, his smile transformed into the worried, haunted look that seemed to be his normal expression these days. "Are you sure, do you really think that you can spend the rest of your life with me, a monster, a murderer?"
Chloe leaned over and caressed his cheek gently, "I love you Davis Bloome, and I will stay with you forever." She kissed him on the mouth, soft and sweet, "And when I look at you, I don't see a monster, I see a man who is desperately trying fight against a monster, a man who is winning, and who will soon be able to silence the beast forever." She looked into his eyes, "Davis, soon we'll get to a safe town, where I can create new identities for us, and set up a home in Europe, where we can soon escape to, a place where no one will accuse you of being a serial killer, where no one will ever trouble us again."
Davis finally smiled, a small smile, but one that was full of light and hope, he leaned over and kissed her, "What would I ever do without you?"
She smiled back at him, "You will never have to find out, Mr. Bloome, because nothing could take me away from you. Now, I believe it was my turn for a story."
Davis leaned back against the car, and stared up at the stars, "Fire away."
Chloe smirked, "Have you ever heard the story of Beauty and the Beast?"