Fanfiction
TV Shows
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Smallville
Superman "Man of Steel"
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Behind Blue Eyes Chloe/Lex
Jujubie
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Chapter Four
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He slowly advanced on her. His leering gaze never left her form. She took a deep breath as her grip tightened around the piece of metal. If he didn't stop advancing she'd knock out his brains.
He paused in mid-step and ran a hand through his hair. "You are obviously plotting something; I can see it in your eyes." He commented, "Don't take me for stupid." His blatant observation was right on target and it threw her off key.
It was all he needed.
He quickly grabbed her surprised form before she had a chance to do anything and her arms went limp, dropping the piece of metal. He hoisted her form over his shoulder, which quickly began struggling. He couldn't help but smirk, he was such a masochist.
Chloe was panicking. Something she knew was very bad to do in a situation like this one. She tried to keep a level head and concentrate. Her keen eyes lit up as she found her way of escape.
In his back jean pocket, lay a utility knife. She softly slid it out and flipped it open. With no hesitation she sliced his arm. His grip faltered as he let out a blood-curdling scream.
It was all she needed.
She balanced herself quickly and sprinted towards Lex's car. She turned to notice he was running after her, while clutching his arm. It was no doubt that he'd kill her on the spot for what she'd done.
Her eyes spotted the piece of metal she had dropped when he had tricked her. She bent down quickly, picked it up and readied herself as he blindly charged.
Before she knew it…CRACK! The metal had connected with his side and she heard the bone break and winced outwardly. She had definitely broken his ribs. He was sprawled out on the pavement. As she stared at his form she felt disgust. She ached to once again bring down the piece of metal upon his near-lifeless form. Over and over again. Till his screams of agony ceased.
Chloe's eyes widened and she shook her head free of those psychotic yet tantalizing thoughts. Had she enjoyed hurting someone? Or was she simply crazy? Did she belong in the asylum along with her mother?
Chloe clutched her head as if in pain and shook it. No! She cried out. She began running. She didn't know where she was going. All she knew was that she had to get away from there. Before her thoughts took a turn for the worst and became reality.
She didn't know how long she was running, or how far. Chloe didn't sense the impact before collision. She collided into a figure. She was sure she was going to fall back, but a pair of strong and familiar arms enveloped her.
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End of Chapter Four
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Note: Yeah it took a while but I want to thank those who've supported me and encouraged me. You have inspired me to post another chapter and are the reason I'm still posting this fic. This installment was significantly shorter than the other ones (except maybe the first one!), but it had its purpose, which you'll be finding out shortly (If you review!)
Can you guess whose arms she fell into? Guess correctly and I might even e-mail you to tell you! Either that or posting your penname in the next chapter for guessing correctly!
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Peace out!