Chapter 7:
In the streets of Smallville two titans clashed, both remnants of a vast civilisation long since destroyed. One the last surviving member of his race, the other a long help prisoner, a creature developed solely for carnage and destruction. Doomsday charged Clark with a burst of speed that momentarily surprised the last son of Krypton launching a wicked right, his massive fist ripping through the air like a missile. Clark still faster than his opponent swerved around the strike and drove his smaller fist into the area around Doomsday's kidneys. The creature bellowed in pain and lashed out it's fist whistling past Clark's face grazing his cheek with one of the bony spurs slicing a gash in Clark's cheek just below the mask. Clark bit back a cry and clenched his hands together driving a double axe handle blow between his adversary's shoulders, dropping Doomsday to its knees.
Doomsday bellowed his hands digging into the road cracking the tarmac from the pressure. He growled dangerously and reached out grabbing Clark's ankle as the last son drew back his foot to deliver another super powered blow. Clark yelled out in pain as he felt the massive fist close around his foot and yank him off balance. Doomsday stood spinning round Clark's foot in his grasp and he slammed Clark against the side of Lana's ruined SUV. The truck flipped over several times from the force of the blow. Clark lashed out with his free foot trying to make Doomsday release its grip. Doomsday roared in pain as Clark's foot slammed into his shoulder. It shifted its grip and with an overhead swing slammed Clark into the road.
Clark didn't even get time to yell as the road collapsed under him and he vanished into the darkness. Doomsday waited watching the hole in the road, waiting for his enemy to remerge. Doomsday roared raising its arms above its head in victory, once more its opponent had fled before its might. It never even had time to react as the road by its feet exploded upwards and two powerful hands grabbed its legs and pulled it into the darkness.
Lana watched horrified as Clark vanished below the ground, tears rolled down her face from every blow that struck her boyfriend. She waited with baited breath praying he would rise from the hole when she saw the ground around Doomsday's feet erupt into the air and the brief glance of Clark's hands before Doomsday vanished as well. Everything was silent for a few moments before the very ground seems to shudder, all along the deserted street, car and building alarms sounded, triggered by the tremors.
Lana clung to the lamp pole trying desperately to keep her balance and the ground beneath her feet rumbled and shook. Suddenly concrete, tarmac and the remains of lead pipes exploded upwards from the ground like a bomb had went off, the body of Doomsday sailing through the air and smashing straight into the side of a ford pick up bowling the machine over onto its side. Lana bit back a cry of fear as she watched as Clark slowly pulled himself from the hole. His suit was ragged and torn from strikes from Doomsday's exoskeleton and stained red in places from his blood. He stood swaying on his feet as the ruins of the truck were ripped in two by a furious Doomsday.
Doomsday's anger was growing, fuelling its determination to squash this vision of Jor-el. It grabbed the remains of the truck and hurled it at Clark screaming in rage as he followed intent on destroying him. Clark grunted as he raised his arms and caught the truck from the air and swung it like a Louisville slugger baseball bat and slammed all two tons into the charging Doomsday sending the monster through the window of the Fordman's store.
Doomsday growled and pushed himself free of the rubble and grabbed a hold of a support strut, the concrete shattered and the cast iron girder tore free, snarling he swung it at the blurred form of Clark. Clark ducked under the swing and then rose to drive a powerful blow to Doomsday's lower abdomen lifting the brute off its feet and sending it sailing through several aisles of canned goods and through the wall back into the street.
Doomsday roared in frustration shaking off the blow and clambered to his feet and started back towards Clark. Clark swung a wicked right hook yet somehow Doomsday ducked beneath the punch and hammered a wicked uppercut into Clark's jaw. Clark blacked out momentarily from the blow and felt himself flying backwards through a glass window and slammed through several glass and wood display cabinets. He groaned as he suddenly felt his blood boiling in his veins, Kryptonite, dear god this was the last thing he needed. Suddenly Jor-el's words came back to him.
His body ached from the exposure as he rolled over and opened his eyes; he was lying in the jewellery store. Fighting the convulsions his hand closed around the piece of costume jewellery, the bracelet burning his hand. He didn't even get time to scream in pain when Doomsday's massive fist closed around his head and lifted him from the floor before slamming him head first into the wall. The wall crumbled under the blow and blood began to trickle from his mouth and nose, but his grip tightened on the Kryptonite bracelet refusing to drop it. Clark slid down the wall, his blood leaving faint trails on the off white paint. Groaning as the meteorite poisoning spread further through his body. He rolled onto his back just as Doomsday reached down and hoisted him off the ground.
Doomsday stared down at the last son of Krypton and laughed his growling mockery voice filling the room letting his head fall back he roared. Clarks eyes shot open and the pain cleared in a single moment of clarity as he jammed the bracelet in Doomsday's mouth and hauled off with all his strength slamming his palm into Doomsday's jaw. The jaw slammed shut with a crunch as the Kryptonite bracelet shattered between his teeth and Doomsday involuntarily swallowed dropping Clark in the process.
Doomsday roared in pain, what ever the visage of Jor-el had done it hurt, its insides burned and it could feel its strength fading rapidly. Doomsday shook his head trying to clear the fog in his brain and the burning sensation in his stomach.
Clark rose unsteadily, blood seeping from numerous wounds on his body, his very being ached from the beating he had taken over the course of the afternoon, but when he rose to his feet it was like that rising of the wrath of god. Slowly the meteor poisoning was fading and Clark stared at his enemy. "You aren't going any further."
Lana run down the street towards the Jewellers desperately trying to find out if Clark still lived. `God please, please Clark please come back to me, I need you`… Tears rolled down her cheeks as she ran across the street to the store when suddenly a grey and white blur crashed through remains of the window and slammed into the street causing a small crater from the force of the blow.
"CLARK!"
She watched as the love of her life climb through the remains of the window and walked unsteadily towards a rising Doomsday who seemed to be having problems rising to his own feet. Doomsday roared as pain ripped through his body, his grey skin was lined and tinted with a sickly green. He lashed out at the advancing Clark who caught his fist in his own. Clark grinned in a menacing way as he closed his fist around doomsday's larger fist. Doomsday roared and lashed out with his other hand only to have Clark capture that one as well. Clark strained against the weakening behemoth and tightened his grip squeezing on the bone spurs forcing them together. Doomsday howled in pain as Clark slowly backed him up. Working on a wild hunch Clark raised his foot and brought it down with a resounding crack on the bone spur protruding out of Doomsday's knee. As it Snapped off Doomsday howled in agony as pain roared through the nerves in his leg. He raised his other leg in response slamming the bone spur deep into Clark's side ripping open a ragged gash. Clark stumbled from the unexpected pain, feeling the warmth of his bloody filter through the suit.
Doomsday staggered away from Clark his beady eyes focusing on a rapidly retreating Lana. A hatred that matched that of Doomsday's own hatred for Jor-el blazed through Clark as he sped forward slamming doomsday off his feet taking both champion and villain into the air and bringing them both crashing down once more into the road creating yet another crater. Groggily both fighters rose to their feet.
It had tried to hurt Lana, that thought reverberated back and forth in Clark's mind burning away the fatigue and the forcing him to bury the pain he was in. Heat poured from his eyes and he opened up his heat vision full throttle causing Lana who was several metres away to flinch at the heat. Even at that distance it felt like she was standing next to a blast furnace. Doomsday staggered under the intense blast of heat, his grey green hide beginning to sear and blister. Bellowing in pain Doomsday lashed out once more striking Clark across the face laying open his cheek once more and causing the heat vision to veer off course igniting a red VW beetle which exploded showering both combatants with debris. Both warriors stood swaying on their feet from the prolonged battle. Doomsday's eyes were cloudy and unfocused whilst Clarks face was so badly swollen that the mask he wore shielding his eyes barely covered his face. He could feel the power boost from his father fading and he knew he had only one chance left, to throw everything he had into one last mighty blow. Clark knew what was at stake, he knew he had to stop this monster here and now, for Pete and Chloe, his parents and for Lana. He would die before he let this creature loose upon her.
Heart pounding in his ears Clark threw himself one last time at his enemy, just as Doomsday once more threw a thunderous blow at him. Both blows connected at the same moment and the shockwave rocketed through the town causing windows to smash and car alarms to start. Doomsday's head snapped to the side with a sickening crack as his massive frame spun three hundred and sixty degrees before he fell to the ground and did not move. Doomsday's blow struck with such force that Clark's head rocked backwards and he staggered before falling to his knee's in a slow collapse before falling face first and lay still…
TBC….
AN: EVIL I tell you EVIL!!!!
Yours truly the ever annoying Kai Lun Mau