Chapter 1.
'Brainiac is gone, but so are you...Because of Chloe, you cannot defeat him. Tomorrow is the day you die.'
Clark sat at his desk in the basement of the Daily Planet and stared at a blank document on his computer screen. He didn't know how he was going to go about doing this. And with nothing to focus his thoughts, they wondered. To Lois mainly, who Clark had yet to get the chance to tell her how he felt. It was strange to him. He could see through anything, excluding lead of course, but he had been blind to something that was right in front of him. The voice in the back of his head scolded him for being so stupid. He shock his head, trying to shake these thoughts. He didn't want to think about it. He reasoned with himself, the more he thought about it, the harder this task would become. But it didn't help.
Clark felt his throat closing. Knowing that he was going to die wasn't settling well with him, but then again it wouldn't sit well with anyone. He was continually withdrawing his hands from the keyboard then placing them back on when words came to his mind. But not one of them were ever typed. He would brush them off and look for better ones which seemed to be avoiding him at the moment. To the Citizens of Metropolis. Seemed like a good way to address the people. His hands shook as his guided them to type out the first line of his letter. His foot tapped in impatiant anxioty. With an exasperated sigh, he pushed away from the desk and rested his forehead in his hands. After a moment he pushed himself back to his desk, and opened a new document.
Lois, He typed out slowly.
If your reading this, it means you have once again become overwelmed with curiosity. It also means I am most likely gone. I have never considered myself good with words. I think that's what makes this all the more difcult. For the longest time, I've been blind Lois. I haven't been able to see what was right in front of me. I love you Lois.
The world sees me as something of a hero. But at the end of the day, I want to be remembered as more than just that. I want you to know my secrets. So I guess I should start at the very beginning shouldn't I.
I could go by many names. From least popular to most, it's Kal-El, Blur plus or minus the red and blue, and Clark. And if you think that's the best part just wait there's more. I know for a fact you've heard stories about aliens, you even wrote one about them once, but I also know that you stopped believeing in extraterestrials after a while. It might sound crazy, but know that everything I am saying is the truth. Kal-El, is my birth name, given to me on my home planet Krypton. Shortly after I was born, Krypton was distroyed but my parents, sent me here to save my life, and to fulfill a destiny. A destiny that I'm not sure I will live to fulfill. Or maybe I am.
I was found in a field by Martha and Jonathan Kent and was adopted by them. In this world there are only a few that I told this secret to. My parents know of course. One of my best friends Pete Ross knows as well. Chloe knows along with Oliver and Lana. But lately, you have been the only one I feel I can confide in. Like for some odd reason, It seems others are losing faith in me. That's why I turned to you. You once told me as Clark that everyone needs something strong to support them, even heros, and I found that strong support in you.
No one has made me feel the way you do Lois, and I'm sorry I couldn't tell you in person. I'm not sure if after this I'll be able to, but I want you to know that I would give anything to have been able to tell you in person. The only reason I didn't was to protect you.
You see, Chloe is hiding a monster, Doomsday, to protect me supposidly. But what she doesn't realize is that there is no stopping the inevitable. Doomsday has a destiney as well. That is to kill me, and I fear that if it succeds, then it won't stop. It will just keep killing until there is no more life left on Earth. I couldn't live with myself knowing that I didn't give it my all.
Just know Lois, you will always be in my heart. I will miss you.
Clark
Clark reread his letter to Lois one more time before minimizing the screen. The blank document once again appeared on the screen. Clark let out a sigh and as he relaxed, his fingers flew over the keyboard as he wrote his letter to the people of Metropolis.
To the Citizens of Metropolis, he typed in bold letters at the top before changing it to normal text.
You have welcomed me into your city and allowed me to make it my home. I will always be grateful of that. Which is why I cannot leave without saying goodbye. Clarks fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment. Typing this now gave it a sence of reality, and knots formed in his stomach. This newspaper has made me into what you think I am - an example, a symbol, a "hero." But the truth is, I'm simply one of you. The only difference is that my days in the shadows and my nights on the streets have allowed me to see what you've lost sight of - the good in each of you.
I've seen regular people do extraordinary things. I've seen you help each other up after you've been knocked down. I've seen you stand together when times are tough. And I've seen the smallest act make the biggest change. If I've done anything right, I hope it's help you realize one person can make a difference in the lives of others - that Metropolis doesn't need a hero. Have faith in yourself and you will find hope in each other.
Clark paused as his eyes kept wandering to the single word goobye. He looked away and from the corner of his eye, he saw a small black box. He slowly reached for his with shakey fingers. Hesitantly, he opened it and pulled out the ring he had been given. The Legion Ring. As he studied it, He debated whether or not do do what _
had told him to. Send Doomsday to the future.
'If you do that you won't have to say goodbye. You can stay. You can live.' The voice in the back of his head said. Clarks grip tightened a little bit. He was about to take off, but something kept his but glued to his seat. He shock his head and put the ring in its original place. He had to do this. If he didn't do all he could do, he would never be able to look at himself again. He clentched his jaw for a moment before relaxing again and getting back to work.
Remember, it's not the mask that makes the hero. It's the choices we make and desire to do what's right. I've seen that desire in all of you. It inspired me to promise I would do everything in my power to protect this city - but I can't promise that I'll be around forever. One day, there may be a fight I cannot win. But if that comes, please, keep fighting without me to make the world a better place. Be the heroes I know you are.
- The Red-Blue Blur
Clark looked sadly at his work for a moment.
"Chloe's missing, with some beasty boy and you're doing what exactly?" came Lois's voice out of no where. Clark looked up at here and for a few seconds he didn't say anything, he just looked at her. Then he looked back down at his computer screen.
"No one wants to find Chloe more than I do." Clark said in a flat tone. He pulled up his letter to Lois one more time and typed a last scentence.
P.S. I'm sorry our last minutes together were spent the way they were.
Lois looked at Clark strangely while he was looking away. He was acting so strange. It was like someone died, but she pushed thoes thoughts aside.
"Except Maybe me. Clark I haven't slept in days and I am dangerously close to a caffine OD."
Clark glanced up from over the computer.
"Yeah. I haven't noticed." he said. Lois thought he was tring to add a little humor into his tone but all that came out was a miserable failure of an attept.
"Ha." she said exageratidly.
'...goodbye...'
It was just one word. So why was he so stuck on it?
'Why didn't you say goodbye before you left huh?' Lois had practically yelled at him. 'I'm not very good with goodbyes Lois.'
"Okay." Lois said slowly, making her way over to him. "Do you want to at least tell me about this little novel your working on that's so important?" she asked as she made it to the side of his desk and turned to look at the screen. Before she could get a glimpse, Clark minimized the screen and in that monotone voice he gave her a simply... No. He didn't say anything else to her. He just kind of... sat there silently staring at the computer screen again.
"Great." Lois sighed in annoyance. "Another ricochet off the impenetrable force field. Forget it." she turned away from him. She wanted to let out a sigh of releaf when she saw that he had made coffee. She hadn't really noticed the empty that were stacked on his desk.
Clark looked at Lois one last time before speeding away.
Lois took a large gulp of the coffee. It wasn't as hot as she would have liked it, but it seemed Clark had been here for awhile. The phone and his desk had been ringing for a while. He really must have been out of it if she had to remind him to pick up the phone.
"Gonna get that Smallville?" she asked. The phone kept ringing. She turned around quickly to find that Clark was no where to be found. She let out a long sigh and plopped herself down in his chair.
"Hello Daily Plant, this is Lois."
"Miss Lane." came a distorted voice.
"It's you!" Lois said in a quiet excited voice as she strightened up in her seat.
"I've been searching for your cousin Chloe. I am going to finder her." With that said, Lois felt like at least a million pounds had been lifted from her shoulders. The blur never failed.
"But wait!..How did you even know she was missing?" Lois asked slightly surprised that he could keep track of stuff like that.
"I've been keeping an eye on you."
"Ha." she laughed. "To be honest I, was kind of hoping for that. But I didn't know how to call you and now all of a sudden here you are out of, out of no where to save the day and I just... I'm rabling again. You just make me so uh... I don't know how I will ever be able to repay you!" She finished.
"You could do me a favor." came his voice before if disappeared again. For a while he was silent which made Lois think he had hung up. "I need you to publish a letter for me." he finally said.
"What letter?" Lois asked. Suddenly there was a strong rush of air and the loose papers were sent into the air. Lois looked around and proped against the computer screen was and envelope. Lois quickly looked around. She pulled the phone back up. "You're here aren't you?" she asked. When she got no answer, she grabbed the letter and opened it hastily.
"You're not supposed to open it yet!" he said quickly. He sighed. "Can I trust you to publish that if anything happens to me?" he asked.
"Goodbye?" Lois asked confused. She felt a bit of anxioty pulling at her. "What do you mean goodbye?"
"Sometimes we can't out run our destiny." came the seemingly simple explination.
"But I thought you were invincable." Lois said.
"So did I." Because of the voice distorter, Lois couldn't hear the pain in his voice. But the long pauses told her all she needed to know. That something was terribly wrong. And this, may be the last time she spoke to him.
"I wanna meet you!" she said quickly. "I have to see your face. I have to see you. I want you to show me what you can't show anyone else you can trust me please." she said in a pleading tone.
"I'm sorry. That's...That's not a good idea." he said quietly.
"Look.." Lois said in a convincing tone. "You can come through this you have to. And when you do, how do you feel about Phone booths?" Little did she know that he was in one not to far from her.
"They're fine."
"Um.. there's one on fourth and main. Let's say midnight. I'll be there. I hope you'll be there too." she said. "And thank you, If anyone can save Chloe, I know its you."
Lois set the phone back down on the resever. She leaned back in Clark's chair and sighed. There was something happening. And it had something to do with the Blur. Was Chloe somehow involved in this? Was beasty boy? Clark came back into the room. He swiftly grabbed his coat and somethings off his desk.
"Goodbye Lois." she said quietly before turning to leave. Tommorow was the day he was suppposed to die. Why not have one last nights sleep. How was he fooling. He wouldn't sleep a wink, so he might as well get to work. He would go to watchtower where the league was most likely tring to devise a plan.
Lois watched Clark leave, worried because something was seriosly wrong with him. However, she rolled her eyes and sighed because he had left his computer on. She was about to shut if down for him when she noticed a minimized page. Lois's curiosity perked. She reasoned with herself that it may tell her what has upself him.
To say she was suprised when she found it was a letter to her was an understatment.
'...gone...'
'...I love you...'
'...Doomsday...'
'...to kill me...'
'...I will miss you...'
"Oh my god." Lois said.
So this is my first attempt at a Smallville FanFic, but most definitally not my last. Everyone has Secrets Part Two will be coming out soon along with another long due chapter on I will not break. I hope all of you liked this Chapter of the story. I promise it will get better. It's not going to be like he dies, Lois is sad the end. Well until the next chapter I bid you