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sabinetzin) wrote2006-03-20 02:04 am
sabinetzin) wrote2006-03-20 02:04 am
Brains.
Title: K'ex: Prologue
Summary: What if Clark and Lionel hadn't regained their old bodies?
Fandom: Smallville
Word Count: 159
Rating/Warnings: R, violence, character death
Pairing: None this installment (eventually Lionel/Chloe, Clark/Chloe, Lex/Lana, one sided Lionel/Martha)
A/N: Behold, the fic that ate my brain! Set during an AU version of the end of episode 4x06: Transference and continuing from that point. K'ex (k'esh) is the classic Mayan term for transfer of goods, money, names, or souls. 7 chapters follow this one; next up, porn!
This was it: the moment of truth. Lionel, looking out from Clark’s body, dangled the body he’d inhabited for the last fifty years above the prison’s dingy floor.
There was the slightest of movements from his- Clark’s- arm. Lionel squeezed tighter; he sucked in a breath as the Mayan Element fell from Clark’s sleeve. Time seemed to slow as he marked its progress. If Clark could complete the transfer, it would all be undone.
At the last second, the Element slipped carelessly out of Clark’s hand and bounced off across the floor. The look of abject horror on Clark’s face was absolutely beautiful.
Lionel studied the eyes that had been his since birth. He had seen so much through them. These eyes, these lips, this frame- he hadn’t been a god, but he had enjoyed himself so. Even with this new, semi-divine state, he was going to miss it. Lionel said a silent goodbye, then crushed his old neck.
Summary: What if Clark and Lionel hadn't regained their old bodies?
Fandom: Smallville
Word Count: 159
Rating/Warnings: R, violence, character death
Pairing: None this installment (eventually Lionel/Chloe, Clark/Chloe, Lex/Lana, one sided Lionel/Martha)
A/N: Behold, the fic that ate my brain! Set during an AU version of the end of episode 4x06: Transference and continuing from that point. K'ex (k'esh) is the classic Mayan term for transfer of goods, money, names, or souls. 7 chapters follow this one; next up, porn!
This was it: the moment of truth. Lionel, looking out from Clark’s body, dangled the body he’d inhabited for the last fifty years above the prison’s dingy floor.
There was the slightest of movements from his- Clark’s- arm. Lionel squeezed tighter; he sucked in a breath as the Mayan Element fell from Clark’s sleeve. Time seemed to slow as he marked its progress. If Clark could complete the transfer, it would all be undone.
At the last second, the Element slipped carelessly out of Clark’s hand and bounced off across the floor. The look of abject horror on Clark’s face was absolutely beautiful.
Lionel studied the eyes that had been his since birth. He had seen so much through them. These eyes, these lips, this frame- he hadn’t been a god, but he had enjoyed himself so. Even with this new, semi-divine state, he was going to miss it. Lionel said a silent goodbye, then crushed his old neck.