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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"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.

Finding the strength to move forward to the third statue, April is glad that Clark is here to support her.

Coming to Adam, and the Sin of Pride, April again feels close to losing control. More than anything, she wants to be accepted, wants to feel respected for the part she plays in the lives of her friends, and the yearning of wanting respect from Jor-El plays a card here.

She sobs, feeling foolish a third time because of the influences the statues are having on her. But April knows that the things she does is not for herself, and knows that pride has no part in her heart. And she is able to fight against this influence on her spirit too.

Pride is still dangerous to this Clark, as he wants to be proud of himself for being the world's most prolific superhero, for forging a League of heroes out of his friends and allies, for all the times he's saved the world. And like before, he reminds himself that all that he's done has been for the sake of other people, not his own glory. And he rests one hand on his chest, that raised shield beneath his palm, reinforcing the ideal that he's always tried to live up to.

He reaches out to touch April's shoulder, concerned for her mental wellbeing, knowing that this one could be tough on her.

Taking a moment to hold Clark, April shivers against him. Wiping away tears that are threatening to fall. "Was it this difficult this first time?"

He puts his arms around her, just holding her close, giving her any support she needs. "I had a hard time with this one, the first time around. I had yet to prove myself, and I wanted recognition. I have that now, but it isn't important to me anymore."

All the statues seem to be so hard for April. And this Clark is handling it so maturely. So when they move towards the next statue, Envy, all her doubts hit her hard. The envy over how strong this Clark is being... the envy over feeling that her older self wouldn't be so embarassing... the envy that she is struggling so much and Clark is the true hero.

April clutches at her hair, tears falling as she fights against envy. In her heart, April knows that they share so much. That neither of them are better than the other. And she holds him again. "Was I this bad the other time?"

To some degree, envy strikes Clark in a different way this time. He's envious of her and her Clark, being so young, not knowing much of the heartache that awaits them. Being far before a lot of their hardest trials, back in more innocent times. And he tells himself that if not for those experiences, he would never have become the true hero that he is, that his April would not be the amazing young woman that he loves.

"No," he tells her honestly. "You handled them amazingly well. You grow into yourself so much in the next few years, and I think it starts here. That facing these fears once makes it easier the second time, when you know you've already won."

It does help that they already defeated these trials. And April takes his hand to move onto the next statue. "Perhaps we both learn from this experience, to be the wonderful people that you are now."

Sloth attempts to influence them next, and there is a moment when April wants to just relax. To walk away and just lie down for a while. But Clark's recent claim that they were able to move forward through these tests allow April to find the strength to go on.

"I have always felt stronger to face lifes trials with you by my side."

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