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It's amazing when inspiration strikes – I finished writing this at 2am in the morning knowing that I had to get up at 7am to get on a bus for uni. But I had to get this chapter out…
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"You know I really hate to shoot pretty faces like you's two, but your pimp shudda known better than to bring his hookers near my property."
"Who are you calling a hooker?"
"Lois, stay back"
"I would listen to your pimp gorgeous." He walked closer to Lois and squeezed her cheek with his hand and then let his eyes rove over her body keeping the strange gun pointed at her head.
"With the kinda weapon I got?" He looked straight into her eyes "A smart mouth is just gonna buy you a faster way outta this life."
Clark's jaw tightened and he balled his fists at his sides trying to figure out if he could risk getting the gun out of the guy's hand. But that gun was too close to Lois.
And this weapon might be able to hurt him.
He had to be careful.
One stupid move and he wouldn't be able to save Lois.
He wouldn't be able to save anyone.
The guy shifted his gaze to look over Lois's shoulder at Clark. "Take it easy there big guy – fighting is gonna cost you." Then indicating to Lois and Clark he grunted, - "Now, I want you two to walk with me into that building over there."
Confusion spread across Lois's face as she looked over at Dixie. Noticing her shift in attention a slow smile crept across the man's face. "Oh I wouldn't worry about Dixie here – thanks to you two showing up, she gets to save her life… for now"
"I'm so sorry Lois." Said Dixie, whimpering. "He knew Jeremy kept coming to me. He found out where I lived. He threatened to kill me if I didn't bring two people to take my place. I don't know many people here; I don't have any friends…"
"You would do this to a friend?" Lois spat out in disgust.
"I…I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She put her hands up to cover her face
"Yeh well you've done a good job pretty girl – now, its time for you to go" growled the man, and he pulled the gun round suddenly and shot Dixie in the temple.
She dropped to the ground as Lois and Clark's cries of alarm rang out in the alley at the rapidity of the act.
Clark hadn't expected it. He'd been so focused on watching Lois's body language, he was sure that any moment she was going to try and make a move on this guy.
"You don't need to be a good shot with this – but it doesn't hurt." The man smirked and turned back to Lois refocusing the gun back on her.
"Now, you really want to follow me. If you behave I'll make it quick. Otherwise, your body won't look nearly as good as hers"
They looked at the body again and noticed that it had blackened. Within the seconds of her being shot, the full effects of the meteor poison had taken effect. What the heck was this thing?
His hand reached out and tightened on Lois's wrist as he began to push her in the direction of the darkened warehouse. He indicated to Clark that he should go ahead and threw him an 'or else' look. Unsure of what else he could do, Clark obeyed and began to turn and walk slowly towards the building.
On hearing Lois gasp he snapped back around to find Lois straining against the man's hand. Suppressing a growl, Clark moved forward only to have the gun levelled at him. Lois stopped struggling immediately, and the man moved behind her bringing his hand up to grip her throat.
"Oh I get it, I get it. She's your favourite" he grinned, and then let his tongue slide up the side of Lois's face making Lois inwardly vomit and causing Clark's blood to boil as he stepped forward tensing his muscles.
Seeing that Clark seemed unperturbed that a gun was pointed at him the man cocked the gun. "That was a stupid move lover boy."
His finger tightened on the trigger and a shot rang out. At such close range Clark only just managed to use his super speed to dive out of the way.
Seeing Clark in danger sparked Lois into action as she elbowed the man in the stomach, and moved to grab the gun, twisting away from the man's grasp to face him, as Clark hit the ground and rolled.
Seeing Lois in combat mode, Clark moved to protect her as the man wrenched the gun away from Lois to face his new attacker. He didn't wait to aim properly he just pointed at Clark and fired the third shot of the night. The bullet finding its second victim in the darkness, and making Clark's heart stop beating, freezing the breath in his lungs, as Lois's body dropped in front of him.
She had dived in front of him. In a split second, Lois had made the decision to protect the man she loved more than life.
The bullet had fired and passed through her shoulder lodging in the metal of a dumpster behind. Her body falling limp to the ground as Clark shouted her name. But she no longer heard him. All was soundless to her as the poison began to work its way into her system.
Not losing a beat, and seeing the rage forming on Clark's face, the man raised the gun to fire at Clark again. But shock registered on his face as Clark appeared furiously in front of him, a darkness in his eyes as he grabbed the man by the throat and hurled him across the alley so that he thudded unconsciously against the wall. Grasping the gun, Clark realized that the bullets inside didn't seem to have any effect on him.
They wouldn't have killed him.
Lois had protected him and given up her life and she shouldn't have had to.
He quickly crouched down by her body and gathered her into his arms. He held her close as he listened to her heartbeat. She was still alive, but her body was still. Her eyes were closed, but there was an expression of intense pain across her face. The gentle beauty of her face tortured, by the spread of the poison. The wound already blackened looking and the surrounding skin darkening.
This was an unknown poison. There would be no cure. Whatever he did he would be too late. He had been too late. He had been too slow. All he could do now was hold her.
He bent his mouth to her ear, tears rolling down his face as he begged her not to leave him. Begged her not to go somewhere he couldn't follow.
"Lois…Don't leave me. Please don't leave me…"
Never feeling so helpless in his life, he cried out into the alley, his tortured voice tearing into the silent night. The heart he was watching over began to slow; her hand slipping from his grasp and the face he had tenderly kissed releasing its tortured look.
"No! Lois?...Lois?…no…Come on!…. You're a fighter… you can beat this I know you can … no…don't go……………………..Lois…"
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Don't worry guys I'm itching to finish this story I hopefully won't leave you hangin long.
Thanks for all your reviews they mean a lot, you guys are fantastic thanks for reading.
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