dc drabble - bat in metropolis
author: newtypeshadow
05-14-04
Lex Luthor was angry. He'd been short of breath for three days and woken suffocating more than he liked to think about. At night Hope guarded his bedside, gun and oxygen tank at the ready.
It was the alien's fault, of course. Lex had survived almost six months beyond his first attempt to kill Superman by staging almost weekly attacks on Metropolis. The citizens didn't know, of course, but then Lex never really intended to hurt anyone--just survive a little longer, a little longer, a little longer.
What Lex wanted to know was, what the hell was Batman doing in Metropolis? It made him want to send an armored car into Gotham to blow the hell out of Wayne Enterprises; that, at least, would take care of a competitor, and give the black bat the biggest mess possible to clean up in those dark streets. It would give Lex something to do besides think about his will when he was looking over reports; feel so dizzy in the mornings it was unsafe to stand in the shower; hole up in his penthouse planning scheme after scheme to pay back the alien for sending someone else to fight Lex, as if he wasn't good enough to bother with, as if that fucking meathead alien didn't understand that Lex was too much a Luthor to die with a whimper, die with anything less than the world looking on, hushed.
please review, especially those of you familiar with the dc-verse--i don't have a beta, nor someone who knows overmuch about the comic superman/lex luthor dynamic. all i know is past smallville seasons and what Te says on her lj.