#though not really

Notes: Soooooo hi I’m alive and writing fics jist very slowly, but for some reason I got the motivation to write this fic late at night and next thing I know it finished so yay

I’m sure there is a lot of inaccuracies with this fic but just got with it please, this is unlike my other fics Ive written

This is based loosely off the song “Little fall of Rain” from the musical Les Misérables especially the last section

I’m so sorry

-Iris/Mars ♥️

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There’s a throbbing in your head… no, not just your head but everywhere. Every part of your body screams in pain and you can’t remember why. All you remember is walking home from the Daily Planet then… nothing.

You try to open your eyes but the world around you is dark, you try to move your arms or legs but it seems you are…tied up? You start to panic, you try to scream but only now because of your muffled cries that you are gagged. You try your hardest to scream, move around hoping to wiggle free or something.

You stop dead cold when a hand grips your shoulder trying to keep you still. “Oh please, don’t try to escape, nothing's going to come of it, your attempts are just pathetic.” A man sneers, his voice dripping with condescension. “Once the other girl shows up with our ‘fearless’ hero right behind than our fun will begin.”

You feel a sharp sting in the side of your neck and you fade from consciousness.

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You wake again, body still aching, arms and legs bound, and when you try to scream for help you realize you're gagged, so nothing has changed. But now you can hear more voices in the room.

“Ah! She’s awake now and the fun can begin!” A bag is ripped off your head and your eyes slowly adjust to take in the room. It seems you are in some sort of… basement lab? It's just this giant room with concrete walls and flooring, the room is fairly empty aside from some medical or lab equipment in the area around you. In the center is this man with a wicked grin on his face like he’s thoroughly enjoying what's going on. Beside you is another victim, she is also tied to a chair with a mask obscuring her face so you can’t tell who it is but you guess she's still asleep based on how she slumped in her chair… or she could be dead.

At that thought you thoroughly begin to panic, your thoughts are too scattered and terrified to even begin to come up with a plan when you hear a loud crash come from the wall behind you. “Where is she?! Where is Lois?!” A familiar voice calls in a tone so furious you have never even heard come from him. Clark or well Superman comes storming in instantly going toward the man in the center of the room.

“Uh huh, not a step closer Superman, we don’t want anything to happen to one of these lovely ladies.” The man tsked, pointing a sort of gun between you and the other lady who you assume to be Lois Lane.

Superman freezes in place, staring at Lois, eyes full of concern before he turns back to the man with a gun. “What do you want Lex?” he demands through gritted teeth.

“Oh it’s simple, I want you to pick. Who will the mighty Man of Steel pick? Will it be his Lady love? Ms. Lois Lane?” Lex Luther points the gun to the unconscious Lois. “Or will he be a man of the people and save a civilian, one that seems to look up to you based on how frequently she writes articles about you” Lex says, aiming the gun right back at you. It’s only now that Clark realizes you are in the room, his expression contorts to look of sheer surprise and alarm, it seems he was too focused on Lois to even realize that you, his best friend, was the other victim in Lex’s messed up game.

“It’s a shame we couldn’t find that other reporter you do all those interviews for, Clark Kent, but oh well she’s good enough,” Lex scoffs

“Anyway, here’s the fun bit! You can only save one before the other gets shot” Lex says, a giant grin on his face when Superman’s expressions falters into a brief state of panic. “Pick who you care about most, who you want to save and I’ll leave her be while the other… well I think you get the picture. The decision is all yours!”

You can barely focus on conversation any more. You know this won’t end well for you, you know Clark is going to pick Lois. It doesn’t matter if you are his best friend, Lois is well… Lois, his Lois, Clark would do anything for her you can see it in the loving way he gazes at her during work. You can see it in his actions, Clark is naturally a gentleman and caring person but when it comes to Lois, nothing will ever compare, He loves her too much. You could never compete with that despite how desperately you want that to be you. How you would give anything for those loving eyes to be for you.

There is a loud bang ringing through the room that brings you back to the conversation. It looks as if Lex shot up into the ceiling, furious. “You have to pick one! Or else both will die” And with that two other men enter the room, both with guns trained on you and Lois. “Pick Superman. Who will you choose?”

Clark glances between the two of you, the anguish clear on his face. He catches your eye and you already know his decision. You knew he was going to pick Lois but that didn’t stop it from breaking your heart. He would always pick Lois. Clark mouths something to you, you can barely make it out but you assume it’s something like ‘I’m sorry’ all you know is it isn’t the three words you wish he would say.

At the stalling, the men cock the guns ready to shoot both at the first sign from Lex. With one last pained expression Clark rushes towards Lois making his choice. At the first sign of movement, The gunman aims the gun right at your heart.

Before he can pull the trigger there is a loud crash, startling the man he loses aim as he shoots, missing your heart and getting the center of your chest. The impact strikes you so hard your chair crashes backwards, slamming your head into the hard concrete below. You can just barely make out the other Superheros flooding the room before your eyes flutter closed.

And for the third time that day you lose consciousness

~~~

You slowly wake up to small droplets of water falling on to your face. Your vision is slightly blurred and you feel so incredibly weak. It takes a tremendous effort to keep your eyes open enough to see that the water is actually tears, Clark's tears to be exact.

Clark's strong arms wrap around you, holding you to his chest as he slowly rocks back and worth whispering soft frantic words to himself. His grip on you is tight yet incredibly gentle like you were the most precious thing to him.

It takes way more effort than it should, but you slowly raise your hand to come up and wipe away the tears spilling down Clark's face. “Hi…” You softly croak trying to put on a smile.

Clark's eyes instantly open at the sound of your weak voice. “Oh my gosh! I thought you were already- oh my gosh!” Clark murmurs, clutching you tighter, pulling you into his chest. “I’m so sorry I’m so sorry I thought- I thought they could have gotten there sooner to get to you to save you- I’m so sorry” Clark whispers.

Your thumb slowly swipes his cheek “It’s… it’s ok Clark, I don’t… I don’t feel any pain, not with you here… with me” You say softly with a small smile on your face. “You're here and that's all I need…”

Clark frantically shakes his head “No! No, don't say that we can- I can get you back to the fortress and they can, they can do something I know they can. They-” His voice breaks at his desperation. “You will live- If I could close your wounds with words of love…”

You press your finger to his lips “Shhh, it’s ok… just hold me… I’ll sleep in your embrace at least… That’s all I’ve ever wanted.” You say with a soft, weak laugh. Clark just shakes his head not believing it, this can’t be how you die, it can’t be.

Clark swallows back a sob as your skin begins to pale and your eyes grow hazy. “It’s ok…it’s ok I’m here… I’ll keep you safe…. I’m here” Clark whispers, whether it’s to reassure you or himself he's not sure.

“I- I love you Clark…” You softly whisper, your voice barely audible

Clark leans down and presses a kiss to your temple, “I love you too. So much.”

The words aren’t exactly what you want them to mean, you know they aren’t romantic but it’s as close as you will ever get and thats ok, you just wanted to hear them as the world fades to nothingness.

Notes again: Probably the one and only time I’ll kill off reader but man this was fun to write in a way lol Sorry Clark! Sorry reader!