I don't own Superman! Yay!
I'm just a writer with writers block who decided I'd try to write somthing about charecters I did not create to get through my writers block. I've never written a fanfiction before, but I like Superman. Don't know where this will go, but tell me what you think!
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As Superman flew away from the lake house his emotions went from elation to despair. Knowing he had a son was an incredible feeling, indescribable, but, he soon realized that with things how they were he probably would not be able to be a part of his sons life. He was crushed under the realization that not only had he broken the heart of the woman he loved, he had abandoned her when she was carrying his child. He wondered how Lois could even look at him. Did she hate him? She had every right.
Clark sighed deeply. He flew to the top of The Planet building… rested on the globe… and stared at the stars he had tread among not long ago.
They twinkled above him, silently comforting in their own way. Sometimes as he hovered in the heavens he could swear he heard their song, their pulsing light creating a harmony, with every star and with earth below. It was comforting, like a testament to something much greater then anything he could imagine. When he was deeply distressed he would ponder their song and wonder who it was that wrote it, if there was a Being in control of it all, and if so, then maybe He was ultimately in control. That comforted him, just hoping that their was no way he could destroy some glorious plan, that his mistakes wouldn't wreck everything. With as much power as he had he worried, worried that some how with some galactic mistake he could possibly destroy the lives he was trying to save. But the stars didn't comfort him now, nor the thought of the heavens.
For it hit him like the unforgiving tides of the sea that in the last few hours he had gained a son and lost his love in the same moment. There was no way that he could somehow cultivate a relationship with Lois now, she deserved more. Their son deserved more.
This man, known by all as the strongest man on earth, was powerless. All that was his, at least all that really mattered, he had lost. His family… he had never even hoped to have one, and he had lost his before he even knew to whom they belonged.
No, Richard was a good man, he had been gone a long time, he didn't deserve them.
In his heart he was utterly lost.