AN: So, I finally got this account back and I deleted the old account and got my chapter added back here where it belongs! I am so sorry it took so long for me to get this account back! But here is an update! Love writing thank you for all the comments they make my day. I am sorry for all the confusion, the old place where this was posted was deleted.
Where we last left off: Superman and Wonder Woman attend Clark's journalism award ceremony together. There was tension between Wonder Woman and Clark due to her strenuous new job as God of War and the fact that Clark and Diana have been very close as of late. To add to this pressure, Diana is thrown off by a fight that breaks out at the awards and Clark eyes Steve, the celebrated army brat hitting on Diana. The two heroes eventually calm down enough to have a heart to heart, but not before chaos breaks out in the city.
Clark and Diana retreated further into the alleyways, quickly ditching their clothes for costumes. Diana was wearing her armor under her dress, and Clark simply pushed on his chest and his clothes quickly morphed into his Kryptonian garb. Diana removed her contacts and tossed them aside. The sound of trouble downtown grew louder as cars ran into each other setting off strident alarms. The sound of heavy artillery reigned with such intensity the ground started to vibrate, and blood curdling screams got flooded out by the war cries of the firing machines.
"How is the military already on this? Blonde-army-guy from the awards is already there in full body armor." Clark said, using his x-ray powers to look through the buildings between them and the fight.
"Steve, I know you remember his name Clark." Diana rolled her eyes frustrated with Clark's childish behavior. "But also, fair question. How did the military know this was occurring before the league?"
Clark offered no answer and Diana tapped her ear piece. She heard nothing, meaning the attack was still undetected by the league. Diana took a moment to ponder but then launched straight into the sky towards the fighting; Clark followed right beside her.
"We should call this in." Diana screamed over the air whipping past them.
"Let's see if we can handle it. I just saw one bad guy—big and ugly but one." Clark screamed back as wind forced hair into his eyes.
There might have just been one person, but Diana was taken aback by the sight in front of her when they arrived; it was a daunting scene. Giant armored army tanks were pouring in from the streets, forming a circle around a gigantic grey skinned man. The man seemed like the physical embodiment of the idea of a biker-boy from hell. The man's long coal black hair swelled and fell over his rippling muscles. Perhaps most notable were his blood shot red eyes, which stood in great contrast to his joyous, easy-going white smile. He floated on a levitating board with a giant gun in tow, firing haphazardly. His head snapped in the direction of Clark and Diana when they arrived on the scene. His smile got larger, creasing the ghoulish skin near his eyes. Diana looked to Clark as if to say "this guy is crazy" and Clark raised his eyebrows as if to say "oh hell yeah he is".
The monstrous man laughed easily, "Eyy looks like the two clowns I needed decided to offer themselves up. Must be my birthday, minus the strippers."
Steve popped his head out from one of the tanks and screamed viciously at Superman and Wonder Woman, "Get out of here. Both of you get out of here now! He wants you two! Go!"
Diana stared down confused at what the basis of Steve's demands could be. But she had little time to process what was happening.
"Oh shut him up will ya? Ya know never mind, Lobo gotcha covered." The grey man, Lobo, moved quickly and shot a red laser out. It hit Steve square in the chest.
Steve went catapulting backwards, about to smash against a building; Diana followed her natural instinct to save people and swooped in to broke his fall. The red laser had also started a fire in Steve's tank; Clark flew in, painstakingly taking the army personnel out while simultaneously extinguishing the fire. Shots rained down on Lobo from the tanks all around but nothing had any effect on Lobo's skin. Civilians scattered and screamed trying to avoid getting stuck in the crossfire. Lobo rolled his neck, and manically shot at his attackers blindly. Tanks lit up in large explosions all around the block and the sound sent out shock-waves that caused glass on nearby buildings to shatter.
"I need back-up." Clark screamed into his comm-link, already struggling with saving the people in and around the one tank.
"Heh heh, don't bother Mr. Blue 'n Red— I already got what I need." Lobo laughed and paused his shooting at others to face Diana.
Lobo slammed a button on the gun and a green laser beamed out. Diana tried to block it with her bracers but the laser went straight through them and her entire body. Clark gasped, surprised that the bracers weren't enough. Diana's body became the greenish hue of the laser and she looked down at her hands to see them slowly dissolving as if she were made of grains of sand. Beside her, she heard Steve gasp and turned to see half of his face dissolved in the same manner.
"Hmmph, looks like I got blondie too." Lobo shrugged looking at the two in the distance.
Everything was going in slow motion in Clark's mind. He immediately stopped what he was doing and launched over to Diana, but it was too late. He tried to grab at her but he went straight through her.
"Diana, Diana. Stay with me. Can you hear me? Are you in pain?" His cries were desperate but Diana was deaf to his words. It was as if she didn't even see Clark there. Clark watched red eyed and viciously angry as Diana faded to nothing in front of his very eyes.
A green laser shot towards Clark but he quickly moved from the line of fire. "Oh that's not going to work again." Clark rammed into Lobo, pulling him into the air along with his laser gun.
"What did you do?" Clark somehow managed to scream through gritted teeth. His eyes' flaming red now matched Lobo's. Clark's fist was lifted, shaking with anger and power.
"Yo man back off; the face is the money maker. Hurt me and you never see her beautiful face again. I'm sure you're not in it for the face though—" Clark cut Lobo off by gripping him tighter.
"Where is she?" Clark's words were so loud they rang all through the streets of the city.
Lobo changed a setting on his gun and shot into the sky, a portal opened into what seemed to be another word. In the portal, Clark saw Diana stuck under the rubble of buildings in a giant area filled with black sand. She looked like she was screaming; blood was dripping from her mouth and across the pallid complexion of her face, but Clark couldn't hear her. His heart swelled seeing her in so much pain.
Lobo started talking, "Yeah, army guy must be in there somewhere too. Probably, I don't really know if humans can withstand the whole laser-y thing."
Clark stared at the portal in silence, running through options. He knew this could be a trap, but Diana would die without him. Was Diana even truly in there?
Lobo awkwardly interjected Clark's thinking, "Erm listen fella, you can join her if you want to so badly. It's just it closes in ten seconds and then I can't open it again. Sorry, bad product design, I know. It does the job though, not complaining. Swear to god though about the ten seconds and it being her though, scouts honor you know—"
Clark abruptly punched Lobo so hard shock-waves reverberated through the air; Lobo was instantly knocked out and fell limp in Clark's arms. Clark swooped down, laying Lobo's body with the authorities and flew back upwards into the portal, sure of his choice. He knew that the league got his message for back up and he felt confident in their ability to contain Lobo.
Clark wasn't going to throw away a chance to save Diana. It would haunt him if he did. Steve was a national hero; Clark wanted to find Steve as well. In the back of his mind, Clark heard Steve's warning, "Get out of here. Both of you get out of here now! He wants you two! Go!" Yet, Clark couldn't help but try to enter the portal; he knew it was probably what Lobo wanted, but Diana's life was at hand.
As he entered, Clark's body started to fade in the same manner Diana's did; he felt himself being sucked into a windy vortex of blinding light. When Clark could open his eyes again, he was skidding against the black sands he had seen and smashed through piles of rubble before roughly stopping.
Clark got up, feeling oddly drained. He felt something warm trickling down his arms and noticed it was blood from where a sharp shard of glass had settled in his skin. He felt a pang of panic; he was weaker here. Where was he? What had he gotten himself into? Clark paused for a second, and looked around at the barren landscape and purplish skies around him. No sign of life. Goosebumps popped up along Clark's body as the creepy atmosphere made him uneasy, but then also there was the heat, he felt hot. He pulled the shard out of his arm and discarded it. Clark took a shaky breath and attempted to acclimate to feeling so—human. He focused himself and settled on one question that trumped all others, where was Diana?