K I have no idea what I'm doing with this idea but it would not let me be.
I wasn't sure if I should place it in Smallville or Hogwarts because it
could fit in either. I like to write both but I decided on Smallville. If
you don't have a clue what I'm talking about please read and review to tell
me if I should continue. I'm still working of my other stories in
Smallville called Freak and Adam wants Clark. I hope that I will be
inspired and a new chapters will be up for those sometime very soon. I
should not be working on three stories at once. But here it goes.
It was Thursday; Clark was driving the truck back from town. The fields of wheat stretched fro acres golden in the setting sun. The sky had turned pink and purple and was now darkening as night took hold of Smallville. Smallville, where Clark fell from the sky and landed fourteen years ago. It was that weird time of day when the sun and the moon shared the sky, one not yet dominating the other. Clark noticed a star shining in the sky in front of him. But no it was to bright for a star and seemed to be moving toward him. As it came closer, Clark swerved off the road. What ever it was landed in the wheat field and a small crater was made in the earth. In a memory familiar but not, Clark approached the crater peering over the edge.
Pain, this is what it was like to be in pain. A thousand noises all at once hit her ears. She tried to move only to feel more pain. She felt the dirt under her nails and next to her skin. Cool, dry, hard. Her eyes where still closed but as she tried to open them the light hurt and she had a hard time focusing. A man, a man was standing over her, rushing towards her, speaking in a language she vaguely remembered but could not form. She tried to sit up but another sharp pain traveled through her. Her wings, they were hurt, almost breaking off. She had fallen.
Wings, white long wings that surrounded the naked girls form, and blood lots of blood. Clark stared and tried to help the woman who did not seem to understand him. When she tried to move she looked frightened and in pain. Clark needed to get her away before anyone else came around. She tried to move again as Clark moved towards her but Clark spoke softly gently knowing it was not the words but the tone of his voice made the girl relax. Ignoring her nakedness, Clark went to pick the girl up and she shrieked, it sounded like a bird in pain. Feathers were falling off her wings and the blood smeared on Clarks clothing. The girl finally relaxed against Clark's touch and allowed him to move her to the truck. Even the smallest touch to her wings brought her pain and she soon collapsed under it, fainting as Clark places her in the passenger seat.
Clark looked around, and used his speed to quickly fill up the hole, burying feathers and blood. The wheat was still knocked down but he could do nothing for that. Clark needed to get back to the house and get his parents. Another being had fallen from the sky. A woman, an angel.
That's all I got right now.
It was Thursday; Clark was driving the truck back from town. The fields of wheat stretched fro acres golden in the setting sun. The sky had turned pink and purple and was now darkening as night took hold of Smallville. Smallville, where Clark fell from the sky and landed fourteen years ago. It was that weird time of day when the sun and the moon shared the sky, one not yet dominating the other. Clark noticed a star shining in the sky in front of him. But no it was to bright for a star and seemed to be moving toward him. As it came closer, Clark swerved off the road. What ever it was landed in the wheat field and a small crater was made in the earth. In a memory familiar but not, Clark approached the crater peering over the edge.
Pain, this is what it was like to be in pain. A thousand noises all at once hit her ears. She tried to move only to feel more pain. She felt the dirt under her nails and next to her skin. Cool, dry, hard. Her eyes where still closed but as she tried to open them the light hurt and she had a hard time focusing. A man, a man was standing over her, rushing towards her, speaking in a language she vaguely remembered but could not form. She tried to sit up but another sharp pain traveled through her. Her wings, they were hurt, almost breaking off. She had fallen.
Wings, white long wings that surrounded the naked girls form, and blood lots of blood. Clark stared and tried to help the woman who did not seem to understand him. When she tried to move she looked frightened and in pain. Clark needed to get her away before anyone else came around. She tried to move again as Clark moved towards her but Clark spoke softly gently knowing it was not the words but the tone of his voice made the girl relax. Ignoring her nakedness, Clark went to pick the girl up and she shrieked, it sounded like a bird in pain. Feathers were falling off her wings and the blood smeared on Clarks clothing. The girl finally relaxed against Clark's touch and allowed him to move her to the truck. Even the smallest touch to her wings brought her pain and she soon collapsed under it, fainting as Clark places her in the passenger seat.
Clark looked around, and used his speed to quickly fill up the hole, burying feathers and blood. The wheat was still knocked down but he could do nothing for that. Clark needed to get back to the house and get his parents. Another being had fallen from the sky. A woman, an angel.
That's all I got right now.
