slayers_desire | the kind of future you don't want to have ((future!verse))

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the kind of future you don't want to have ((future!verse))

It was midnight.

The perfect time for Dark Oak to be out hunting. There was no out at this time beside the ones she hunted anyway. They locked up the humans to control the streets. The Kandorians.

But they couldn't control her. She was the best one for the job when it came to an assassination, such as her goal for tonight. To get in and do the job without getting noticed and without leaving any trace of what happened.

One night at a time they attempted to reclaim their world. Tried to work against Zod and his army. And tried to reclaim the lives of thousands of innocent people.

And while she worked for a rebel team, Dark Oak still felt alone. Her heart felt heavy, ever since she and Clark got separated. Zod seemed determined in making Clark hurt... and Dark Oak did what she could to hurt Zod back.

The darkness was there again in her mind. And she had to take a moment to stop... and wait...

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Her hands go around him, and she runs her fingers through his hair. Pulling a little to express her passion for him as she returns this kiss.

You smell good.

He can't help a little laugh. He hasn't showered in... he has no idea how long. Me? You smell far better than me right now. But he doesn't object to being drawn closer to her. And finally being able to express the passion he's had to suppress since his imprisonment.

I missed your smell. Your youness. April embraces her own passion. Stripping him. Touching him finally.

He ignores the nearness of the others, counting on them to be asleep, or to not care. Privacy is a thing of the past, and he has no shame for expressing his feelings to the one person in the world he loves.

This could be their last night together. And he intends to make it count.

He hasn't touched her in so long, but he still knows how to make her feel good, how to give her pleasure. And though there's a hint of desperation in his desire for her, he's focused on the here and now. On guaranteeing that their last memory of each other, if it comes to that, is one free of regret.

There is desperation in her passion too. Every second with him seems to last forever. It is a good moment. The one good moment of the last year. And she gets to share it with him.

I love you Kal-El. I have always believed in you

Edited 2012-02-05 02:52 (UTC)

I love you too, April Kent. If this is the last night we ever have, I'm glad I was able to spend it with you.

It has been so long since she was called April Kent. And it strengthens her passion for him. There is nothing but him and her in this moment. Just as she always wanted.

This night is the first night since the takeover that he's been able to sleep well. With his wife at his side, and protected all around by kryptonite, he's able to drift off, full of determination for the battle tomorrow, and refreshed in his love for her.

((Closing time))

She too gets a decent night sleep. April always felt safe in his arms. And tonight reminds her of her love for him. And that together... they can face anything.

((night))

Deep in the tunnels, there's no indication of the hour. But Chloe shakes them all awake before dawn, starting with Clark and April. "You two better get dressed before I wake the others," she says quietly. "We move out in half an hour."

Clark wishes they had the facilities to bathe before this, but there's no time and no water except the small amounts they have for drinking. So it's with a little reluctance that he puts on the same filthy clothes from before.

April is so not used to waking up at such an early hour. She stretches and growls slightly as she rubs the sleep out of her eyes. And then changes back into her costume.

Lois complains a bit loudly when she's woken up, not used to such rough conditions. But she swiftly stops when she sees that no one else acts like this is out of the ordinary, remembering that they've been dealing with conditions like these for who knows how long.

"Ready for this?" Clark asks April, reaching for her hand.

"I am ready to face anything now." A slight smile.

He kisses her, wanting this one last thing to hold onto. It may be the last chance he gets.

"Right, here's the plan," Chloe says. "April will escort us to Watchtower. Once we're there, I'll power up the computers and upload a virus into the tower controls. Oliver, Lois, you come with me. There's a stash of equipment you might find useful up there. Clark, April, you two go to find Zod. And don't get yourselves killed."

"Good plan." By opening her mind to the voices, April will be able to guide them down the safest path towards Watchtower. She will feel any dangers, and help them avoid them.

The route to Watchtower that she finds will be a somewhat longer one than the straight path, but it's far safer. Her senses will allow her to warn them of approaching Kandorian patrols, and dangerous rubble slides that are just waiting to take unwary pedestrians by surprise.

Not to mention streets that are completely blocked by debris, or small pockets of radioactivity from when the military attempted to fight back.

Clark hasn't been in the city since his disastrous attempt to stop Zod from coming to power. And he's partly grateful for the early morning darkness, so he doesn't have to see it.

It takes longer, but they will get to the Watchtower safely and together as the team. Knowing this is where they have to separate, April concentrates her mind to locate Zod.

Zod is very close, in the city. He doesn't know if the rebels have access to explosives, but just in case, he's concentrating his forces at the solar tower, making sure that it will be well defended from anyone attacking it. And making sure that half of his troops are airborne, to prevent those pesky earth elementals from taking advantage of the situation on the ground.

A few are sent out as patrols. And Zod plans to join them.

"I see Zod. He has his troops around the solar tower. Half in the air. Half on the ground."

Edited 2012-02-05 16:53 (UTC)

"He's smart. Keeping it guarded by air and in case someone tries to infiltrate the tower." Good thing we don't need to do either.

I can go right to him in shadow form. Would you like to come with?

Edited 2012-02-05 16:58 (UTC)

He considers that. We could... or we could try to draw him down to street level. Even if the yellow sun comes back, Zod and his people are cunning enough that they might retaliate before we get the ring to Lois.

He would come after you.

I know. He's weirdly calm about the idea of using himself as bait.

I will attach to you in shadow form. He won't see me, giving us the element of surprise.

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