slayers_desire | lets do the time warp baby ((Future-Verse))

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lets do the time warp baby ((Future-Verse))

After a full week of classes, April felt drained and accomplished. Things were getting more intense with final papers and preparations for the end of her first year.

It felt good to enter her bed, cuddle into the blankets and fall asleep. Unfortunately, it seemed that her voices were not going to let her sleep easily tonight.

The vision came on stronger than any other she ever had. In the haunting whispers of the vision, April could see all seven faces of the Big Bads that were threatening Rome. And because of her knowledge of the TV shows, April woke up feeling worried.

She had to tell someone. And as she grabbed her phone, April felt strange and was surrounded by a sickly green light. This was bad... she knew it. And she felt being pulled into the light... then falling... falling... falling.

Until she hit the bed again. April gasped out loud. Not sure if that had been part of the dream or not. She didn't even notice that the bed in which she lay was bigger. Or that there was more space in the bedroom either.

Trying her phone again, all April received was static. It was like the phone wasn't working. And she set it down, and glanced around her surroundings. Noticing the bigger bed, and bedroom, April clutched the sheets to her in concern.

"Where am I?"

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"There will be times where you'll think you've lost me," he tells her, knowing that maybe he shouldn't. But perhaps this is part of making it up to her, with his mistake years ago. "But it won't last. At least it hasn't so far." He doesn't dare tell her any more, about how he's going to die several more times, about how he's going to be trapped in the Phantom Zone only a few months from her time, any of that.

"This test simulates our greatest weaknesses," he explains. "Kryptonite for me, demonic warding for you. It won't be pleasant, but stick with me and we can get through it." He's far more concerned about his wife and child, even though he knows already how this story ends.

"I will just have to call you back, when you have to get lost to me." April tries her best not to allow despair in her voice. She has to hold onto the hope that things will work out.

She takes his hand at his explanation. "You have't chased me away yet."

"Good." He gives that hand a gentle squeeze. "We'll have to rely on each other to get through this test. But I don't think that'll be a problem." He smiles at her slightly. "Ready?"

"Ready." Stepping forward, April flinches at the familiar sensation of the Demonic warding. It had only been less than a month ago that April had to use Demonic warding to help Connor, and it had effected her.

And she feels her Beast react. She doesn't have the control her older self does, and her eyes go red in reaction.

It's been a long time since Clark has seen her Beast emerge so powerfully, out of her control, but it wasn't entirely unexpected. He holds onto her, doing his best to shrug off the kryptonite sensations and pain, attempting to move the both of them forward.

April finds herself leaning on Clark for support more than offering him support. It makes her feel a little less than the woman he is used to.

But they are moving forward, because of him. And that is the important thing.

"Have you and your April been thinking of names? For the baby?"

Clark's had far longer to get used to dealing with kryptonite than his younger self, so he's able to dig deep for those reserves of energy and determination and move forward, bringing her with him, though it's still painful going.

"A bit," he tells her. "We haven't decided for sure yet. I'm in favor of Jonathan, for a boy. Or Laura if it's a girl."

"I am sure that your April would be in favor of those choices," She noted. Especially for Jonathan as a name.

She chocks back a sob, as the warding gets difficult for her to pass for a moment. But using his strength, April is able to make it through the difficult pass. Her skin has a few burns on it, that are healing.

"Where does Laura come from?" She asks, leaning against the wall. In the same spot that her future!self had leaned against so long ago.

It's a strange sense of deja vu, for Clark, seeing her in the exact same place that she was before. And he keeps a hand on her arm, lending silent support and strength as she needs it.

"It's an Anglicized version of Lara, my birth mother's name," he explains quietly.

"Oh..." April opens her eyes. They are still red slightly. A part of her wishes that she could have known Clark's birth mother. "Oh that would be a wonderful way to remember her."

"With luck, there will be other children to take up those names, if we go with one of our other choices," he says, smiling slightly. "There are a few other people we know who would be delighted to have a kid named after them." He deliberately doesn't tell her about the brief incident a few years ago with Kara's crystal, and reviving a projected clone of his mother for a few days.

"Oh gosh... picturing us with a small handful of kids... its just..." It brings April back into control over her vampire. Ignoring the slight thirst that had been there.

"And it sounds like we have a lot of support." April doesn't want to ask if they receive support from the AI. On purpose. And she is scared to ask about her own Father's involvement.

He's pleased to see that redness of her eyes fade again, occupied with more pleasant thoughts of Kent children. "You have no idea how amazing our friends are. Are going to be, for you. Both in the League and outside of it."

Happy to hear that their friends continue to be supportive for the couple, April smiles again. "I guess I have to wait."

"And you get to be sexy Mr. Mysterious again." She chuckles, moving away from the wall and back down the path that leads further deeper into the cave.

"It's what I'm best at," he agrees with a chuckle.

He stays at her side as they continue on, preparing himself for this final test. "The last test is ahead."

They reach the open area of the cave, with the green gem in the middle, and the seven statues standing at the side. April pauses, "These are the people I saw in my vision. They were bathed in the green light. Then that light... send me to you."

"The seven sins," he says with a nod, thinking about how long ago it was that she was threatened by them. "They're responsible for this situation."

April glanced at him. In her timeline, they haven't learned about how the Seven foes were created. Or their powers.

"That doesn't sound good."

"It's not," he agrees, seriously. "But it's nothing we can't handle, so long as we stay together." He looks out at the stone figures. "We have to approach them one at a time, and meet their challenges."

"Okay." April looks around. She is not sure which one to approach first. But of course, Jasmine catches her attention.

"We could start with her?" It was a question, and a statement.

"Yes," he says, as answer and confirmation. "She represents the sin of lust. That will be what tries to influence us."

"Oh... but..." April doesn't even have a chance to protest before the statue activates, and the influences of lust come over her. At this age, with her confusing interest in older Clark, April struggles with the emotions.

She wants to kiss him. Touch him.

Shaking her head, April knows that it wouldn't be right. And she slowly calms herself down. Hoping that her reaction doesn't make it too embarassing.

"I really don't like her."

Clark simply holds the image of his wife in his mind's eye, remembering what it felt like to feel the baby kick under his hands, to know that their love created a new life. And those feelings and influences slip away before they can ever really grasp hold on him.

"She was never one of my favorites either."

Walking away from Jasmine, April sighs into her hands. They approach the Mayor Wilkins statue, and she tries to erase her unease about how easily she almost lost control.

The test of Greed is not easy for her either. The vampire inside April at this age is not easily controlled. It wants the power. Just like how it had wanted the Black Gem.

But April remembers that power is not important, and could easily corrupt her. And reflecting on the White Gem, April calms herself again.

Clark holds her hand, and squeezes it gently, giving her support. He remembers how tough some of these were on him the first time around, and though he's gained experience and wisdom since, he knows she has yet to see some of the greatest influences on her moral character.

Greed is easy for this Clark to turn aside. While he makes relatively little as a reporter at the Daily Planet, hundreds of thousands of dollars a year are donated to Superman, and every single penny goes towards charitable organizations. And he can rest easy knowing that this money is going towards helping orphaned children, feeding the homeless, building schools and public facilities, and all number of good deeds.

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