slayers_desire | in the darkness the baby comes

Entry tags:

baby!plot,
clark

in the darkness the baby comes

It is after midnight when April awakens suddenly in her bed. Her eyes glow red, as she surveys around the quiet bedroom. It is quiet outside ... the sound of crickets, the occasional howl of a coyote, the sorrowful call of the cows in the barn.

But none of those sounds grab her attention as the one right beside her ... the beating sound of Clark's heart as he sleeps.

She turns slightly to watch him sleep for a moment. April can feel her vampiric side taking control. The dark desires of her thirst swirling in her mind. Her attention directed to the pulsing vein at Clark's jugular. A hunger inside her that she has never felt before.

"Clark..." She manages to whisper his name. "Wake up..."

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She clings to him tightly. "This is a difficult storm..."

"What can we do?" April reaches out to that strength he is projecting.

There's a knock on the door downstairs, as the doctor arrives.

"Spike, make sure he doesn't come in here yet," Clark says. "And while you're down there, get the liquid sunlight. It's a glowing bottle in the cabinet above the stove... you'll know it when you see it." He wants to be prepared, if she takes too much of his blood tonight. He has a strong feeling it's going to come to that, soon.

"Liquid sunlight?" Spike is not sure what Clark is planning... but he trusts his son-in-law. "Okay hero."

He heads downstairs to let the doctor in... and delay him at the same time.

"You are going to let me drink from you... aren't you?" April whispers.

"I don't think we have a choice."

"Someone should be here to pull me off you..." April doesn't want to hurt him.

"Spike will be busy enough... ensuring our child is born safe."

"I don't know if we have the time to call in anyone else." With the strength of her hunger, and the contractions, it's hard to tell how little time is left.

"I don't want your blood on my hands..."

April feels another rush of hunger come over her. And she holds him tighter. Her fangs tracing against his skin.

"It might be a bad idea... but we could try your counterpart. I would owe him a favor..."

"My...? You mean Luthor."

"Yes." April feels herself tighten her grasp on him.

He doesn't have to tell her that he doesn't like that plan. Doesn't want Luthor seeing either of them so vulnerable, to have him be here at the birth of their child...

But what choice do they have? "You think he'd come if we called?"

It is not like she wants any of those things either. But she doesn't see another choice. Not tonight... when his life and the life of their child is at stake. Because of the hunger.

"It would be a favor. If he is free... he will come." She gestures to where her PINpoint lays.

"Okay." He's going to trust her on this one. If she's okay with his darker counterpart being here, well... that's what they'll have to do.

He has to let go of her to get the PINpoint, and sends out yet another message, this time to Luthor. Before he can even set the device back down again, there's a chorus of popping sounds, and Zara appears with a small fair of wild fire-lizards, all ready to hum the hatching song.

The appearance of Zara and her clutch calms April slightly. "You brought your children..." She welcomes the fire-lizard.

The little dragonets land all over the room, out of the way, but watching and humming. They're always curious when little ones are being welcomed into the world, whether it's humans or their own.

Clark Luthor arrives a few moments later, and he's surprised to find far more fire-lizards than his own. "For the record, this was not my idea."

"It is a sweet gesture..." The humming helps her concentrate on the oak tree in her mind.

"My father and the doctor are downstairs. And I really need to feed..." April closes her eyes. She tries not to think about how weak she might be perceived right now. "And I need someone here to pull Clark away from me... if I drink too fully."

The two Clarks look at each other. "You trust me to do that?" Luthor asks.

Clark shakes his head. "Not exactly. But she does."

And April's trust is hard to achieve -- it is something that even Luthor wouldn't want to break right now. She growls deeply, feeling another rush of hunger come over her. The thirst becoming even more unbearable.

"I don't think I can hold back on my instinct any further..."

Clark nods and takes his blue kryptonite bracelet out of the bedside table drawer. "Then help or get out," he tells Luthor, and puts the bracelet on.

April chuckles lightly, a little amused by Clark's protective nature. In normal circumstances -- she would be cautious about sharing such an intimate nature such as feeding... but not right now.

Not when the hunger seems to want to claim her.

She bites at the throat, the most suitable place to claim the blood. And her primal instinct kicks in, embracing Clark tightly to her -- almost like he was only prey. And she drinks... deeply. And she doesn't want to stop.

Clark holds onto her at first, though bit by bit, his grip weakens as she drinks more and more. To him it seems like it takes forever, but he finally realizes that she's gone way further than before... and now he can't do anything about it.

Luthor watches in fascination. He's never seen her like this, never seen her feed. Part of him wonders what would happen if he didn't stop her, whether she would completely drain the body of every drop of blood. But his interest isn't quite enough to make him hesitate.

The moment he sees Clark weakly trying to push her away, he grabs her by the shoulders and yanks her back. "That's enough."

A beast completely right now — April hisses and growls at Luthor when he yanks her back. A true glimpse to her ferocity is seen in a new light all the same. The strength from the blood — especially Kryptonian blood — makes her enhanced strength and agility even more powerful. But Luthor is not weakened by the blue Kryptonite, so her attempts to fight him off to return to feeding are useless.

Both she and Clark are literally a mess, blood dripping from her mouth... blood from the bite mark on Clark's throat. The baby gets closer into position to be born -- fueled by the blood to come into this world.

"He's coming..." It is the first time that April has called the child by his gender. Her voices very alert right now.

The hatching song is now being hummed loud enough that it can be heard all the way downstairs. Luthor keeps an iron grip on April, to keep her away from her husband.

Clark's still awake, but dizzy and light-headed from the blood loss. He fumbles at his wrist, trying to unstrap the bracelet, but his fingers don't seem to have the strength.

Spike had found the liquid sunlight and was waiting for someone to call him upstairs — when he heard the hatching song. He gestures to the doctor to stay downstairs to investigate.

Opening the door and entering the bedroom — Spike is very confused at what he sees. Two Clarks. The fire-lizards around the room. "What the..."

He moves over to the injured Clark, helping him remove the bracelet. He frowns over at the other one -- who has a hold on his daughter. "Okay... the update will have to wait..."

He doesn't feel it is safe for the doctor to see April like this ... or to see two Clarks. So he takes out his PINpoint to open a portal -- allowing Shasta to enter the room.

"Love... you got to deliver that baby for us... too many screwy things for a normal doctor."

Shasta takes everything in stride, coming to sit by April. After a quick check, she nods her head. "The baby is crowning..." She glances at Luthor, with a tilt of her head. "Can you keep a hold of her?"

Without the contact of the blue kryptonite, Clark's bleeding slows and stops, but without sunlight he won't heal very quickly. Still, he's not in immediate danger, and he'd rather they focus on delivering the baby than treating him. He can wait. He rolls his head to the side, watching through a daze.

Luthor nods. He doesn't have a clue who these two people are, but apparently they're involved. "So long as she's done needing blood." He's not exactly eager to donate for the cause.

Spike holds Clark in his arms. He holds out the liquid sunlight, so that Clark can grab it -- when he is ready.

"The problem is the thirst doesn't go away..." Shasta informs Luthor. "She doesn't need it... just wants it."

"April you need to be ready to push..." Shasta moved into position to get the baby born into this world.

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