Into a Cornfield Crimson
Chapter Three
Consumed
Lois Lane was not having a good day.
The overpowering scents of cappuccino and cinnamon in the Talon stuck up into her senses like Elmer's glue congealing over cheap construction paper. She could barely move her head as every shift sent a throbbing pulse of pain that left her squinting and temple rubbing with a vengeance.
And as an additional bonus, a nasty bout of insomnia has robbed of her usual cheerful sarcastic attitude to a drier and tired sarcastic attitude.
I don't even want to look in a mirror. I'd give myself seven years bad luck, she mused darkly.
Lois blinked heavily and rubbed her eyes as she put down coffee. Her usually bright eyes seemed to have been possessed by a corpse's dry and vein coated eeriness.
Yes, it was not a good day.
Of course, more irritants in her environment were already adding to the horror. A small town asshole was now pawing up her hard worked perky butt.
"Hey, how 'bout you adding some of your sugar to this here drink, honey?" the jerk asked, perversely.
She wanted to curse him out and twist his hand. But how would their customer friendly image survive that?
So, she simply glared and shoved aside his hand. But his shameless touch still clung to her as she swept between tables. It weighed her steps as feelings of utter frustration gripped her.
She should have snapped his dirty hand back and disabled his wandering libido. Yet, she held back.
She accepted it as something she must endure.
"Where the hell is my cup of joe!" A young, whiny customer called out.
College midterms were bringing in the worst and wigged out of the population. Of course, they had to be short-staffed today.
"Just my dumb luck," Lois mumbled, as she grabbed a rag to clean the sticky counter.
She swiped at the muffin counter angrily. When did she become like this? Accepting of other people's crap.
Sometimes, it felt as she was being consumed by something large and inevitable. Perhaps, even unstoppable. Maybe she wanted to be punished for all her recent rebellious teen hang ups for the last years. Smoking, ditching classes, and ultimately dropping out of college.
Maybe it was her own karma screwing her over. Lois sniffed. Oh, god no. Water was starting to gather in the pit of her eyelids. She wiped her eyes in one hard rub.
You. Will. Not. Cry. She snarled to her herself.
But the Talon seemed to become blurrier and blurrier as the summons of caffeine depraved people assaulted her.
That's when the somewhat lofty but feminine voice spoke out of nowhere.
"Nasty, isn't it? These people. Like zombies out for your fresh throbbing brain matter."
Lois fumbled with the plastic cup lids she was taking out and set them down quickly. She took a deep breath to calm herself and turned to address her customer.
The young blonde haired woman was about her own age or maybe a bit older with a boyish haircut. She looked like she could audition as the next Peter Pan on Broadway.
"I'm sorry. Can I help you?" Lois asked, hoping she was faking cheery good enough.
"No need to pretend in front of me, Lois. I'm here to brighten your day," the girl smiled and grasped Lois's free hand as if to inspect it as she brought it close to her face.
"Sorry, you're not my type. But if you pick up a tray and help out, I might just lay a smooch on you," Lois answered, tiredly.
The girl released her hand and laughed softly.
"You misunderstand. You see my father needs some more bodies for his work. And frankly, I think you would be an excellent choice."
Lois suddenly felt life seep back into her body. This sounded like a job offer, she thought excited.
Lois lowered her voice and asked "Are you from a talent agency?"
"Something like that. Let's have ourselves a quick chat in the back about it."
Lois looked out a the busy café and decided right then. "Let's go. A few minutes of absence shouldn't make a difference."
Lois lead the way to the back where supplies are kept. She felt oddly claustrophobic among the crates of coffee beans and prepackaged goods. If felt as she was being closed in.
"So, you seemed to know me already. Who are you?" Lois asked, once she closed the door behind her.
But the girl's head was bowed and she appeared to be muttering to herself.
"Excuse me?" Lois said. She was starting to getting freak vibes off this girl.
The girl ceased her muttering and raised her head.. It was only a spilt second but Lois was a sharp one and she caught the girl's eyes.
"Whoa! Where'd your pupils go, ah–!"
Lois's words snapped off as she suddenly breathed in a thick substance. It seemed to tornado into her nostrils and her insides screamed as if she was being sawed into.
A voice echoed into her mind . . . Cold . . . Welcoming . . . Soothing . . . An intruder plowing through memories like snapping branches off a tree .
The experience could neatly be summed up in word: consumed.
The more she struggled the more blood freezing pain. She should give up, she told herself. It's karma smacking her down. She should just stop struggling.
Yeah. Like hell, she was gonna do that.
Lois's body arched up and down like a doll being yanked out of a couch cushion The young woman watching the struggle shivered as if she could hear Lois's anguished howl.
But after another full minute, Lois's body seemed to deflate quietly. It was still.
Then like a flower in bloom, Lois raised her head with eyes bright and shining.
"Took you long enough," the blonde haired girl remarked, drily.
"This young woman put quite a bit of resistance. I don't think she was such a good choice," Lois who was no longer Lois, answered.
The blonde smirked and gestured to her body. "Well, you can't hit the jackpot every time."
"Let's go contact Father, " Lois said, disregarding the girl's comment.
The girl glowered at Lois's back. Ungrateful bitch, she inwardly cursed.
Lois paused in her tracks and spoke coldly.
"And sister . . . Meg, I'll do the talking."
Yay, demon possessed Lois! I thought it might be fun to have an evil Lois in the story. Anyway, sorry for the slow update! The next chapter will definitely be up faster.
And Clark will finally show up in the story next time definitely. Don't worry I haven't forgot about Chloe, Dean and Sam either. Please, continue to read. Reviews are very appreciated!
