Title: Oedipus Lex
By: Amanda
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Rating: PG
Summary: After the episode where Clark might have been Lex's brother. This is what really went through Lex's head. *Slash*
Date Finished: November 13, 2002
The gravity of the situation didn't strike me right away. It wasn't until I came running in here to vomit that the meaning of her words hit me. Like a punch in the gut. Clark. My brother. Oh god! What now? Oedipus gouged his eyes out, but that's for mothers. What is the proper etiquette for fucking your brother? As if it wasn't bad enough he's a minor, but now a brother. My brother. God damn it dad! Why couldn't you just keep it in your pants? Why couldn't I? Ha, I guess I really am your son!
I don't even recognise the face staring back at me in the guilded mirror anymore. Some strange twisted monster. A freak. An abomination. How truly easy Oedipus had it. To love your mother – and killing your father isn't half bad either. The simplicity of an oracle or even actual moral fibre. Ha! No, that's not me. I did this. I seduced the boy, my brother, Clark. It's sickening, sick, I'm sick. The sick, wealthy, hairless freak who seduces children, family, who wants to love him mother. He must be destroyed. The twisted, laughing face reflected in the glass.
"I'm you Lex. This is who you really are."
No, that's not me. Can't be. Smash it, him, me to pieces. Falling to the floor in shards and blood.
"Mr. Luther?" the chambermaid asks through the door, the noise calling attention to myself. That's all I need, to be a bigger freak show then I already am. More town's people starring at me like I'm the anti-Christ.
She's startled when the throw the door open, without a word to her.
"Is everything alright sir?" her words could almost be mistaken for concern if it wasn't her job.
I laugh at her. That twisted, mocking, non-sensical laugh. Wouldn't that imply I was "right" to begin with?
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A/N This is my first Smallville fic, ever. Also my first slash related fic. Wow, a night of firsts all around!!