pinkclara4ever
10-16-2005, 08:52 AM
This little idea came to me last night at 11:00, so I thought why not post it. Remember feedback is more than welcomed. I wanted some angst stories after Hidden, I couldn’t fid any so I thought heck I’ll write one! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Smallville or Clark or anything else in this story. I do own the idea though!
Destiny by pinkclaraever
Destiny
It’s such a funny word isn’t it? I mean all it really means is “sorry, you don’t get to have a life.” At least not the life you want anyways. Destiny is a big part in everyone’s life, but mine has not only become a large part of my life it has began to rule it. People will never know their fate like me. Most people don’t have a father trying to control their life. Most people aren’t aliens. Really, no one is an alien besides me.
Alien
This word also defines me. It shows everyone that I’m not human. I’m a freak or a mutant in their eyes and because I’m this way people think I don’t have any feelings. That just because I can’t feel physical pain means I don’t understand it. These reasons alone are why I keep my true identity a secret.
Secrets
I despise secrecy. For a hero who is supposed to stand for truth, I really suck. I am never able to be completely honest with people…. with Lana. I loved Lana since I was seven so why can’t I tell her?! Oh, I don’t know Clark, maybe because she would think you were freak. A freak who inadvertently killed her parents. Ripped away her only chance to have the perfect life she deserves. On the other hand, we did consummate our love. Remember Clark that was when you were normal.
Normal
This word reminds me of everything I’m not. Normal teenagers have friends. Normal teenagers have a family. I have those things so why can’t I be normal? However, there is that thing called love that other people get to enjoy. I don’t mean that “you’re my parents, you have to love me” kind of love. I mean the “I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” love. The kind of love I want to have with Lana. I want to have a deep, honest, and true love with her. I believe we really have that except for the honest part.
Why is it I am willing to dodge a bullet for her, but I can’t tell her the truth? Could someone please answer that for me? Jor-El, you seem to always have all the answers, why don’t you tell me, huh? You would probably tell me, she is in the way of your true destiny, Kal-El. In the way! How can someone is who is so beautiful and smart and wonderful be a problem.
Damnit! Why can’t I have real love?! Why?! I’m tired of always having to save the world. Sometimes the only thing I want to have to worry about is doing my chores or making good grades, but no I have to worry about the fact someone I love is going to die. Not only that, but also that person is going to die because I have to live!
What kind of father likes to put their only child through such hell?! I don’t want to feel this pain anymore. I had happiness and you took that away from me! Why?! Oh yeah- destiny!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Smallville or Clark or anything else in this story. I do own the idea though!
Destiny by pinkclaraever
Destiny
It’s such a funny word isn’t it? I mean all it really means is “sorry, you don’t get to have a life.” At least not the life you want anyways. Destiny is a big part in everyone’s life, but mine has not only become a large part of my life it has began to rule it. People will never know their fate like me. Most people don’t have a father trying to control their life. Most people aren’t aliens. Really, no one is an alien besides me.
Alien
This word also defines me. It shows everyone that I’m not human. I’m a freak or a mutant in their eyes and because I’m this way people think I don’t have any feelings. That just because I can’t feel physical pain means I don’t understand it. These reasons alone are why I keep my true identity a secret.
Secrets
I despise secrecy. For a hero who is supposed to stand for truth, I really suck. I am never able to be completely honest with people…. with Lana. I loved Lana since I was seven so why can’t I tell her?! Oh, I don’t know Clark, maybe because she would think you were freak. A freak who inadvertently killed her parents. Ripped away her only chance to have the perfect life she deserves. On the other hand, we did consummate our love. Remember Clark that was when you were normal.
Normal
This word reminds me of everything I’m not. Normal teenagers have friends. Normal teenagers have a family. I have those things so why can’t I be normal? However, there is that thing called love that other people get to enjoy. I don’t mean that “you’re my parents, you have to love me” kind of love. I mean the “I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” love. The kind of love I want to have with Lana. I want to have a deep, honest, and true love with her. I believe we really have that except for the honest part.
Why is it I am willing to dodge a bullet for her, but I can’t tell her the truth? Could someone please answer that for me? Jor-El, you seem to always have all the answers, why don’t you tell me, huh? You would probably tell me, she is in the way of your true destiny, Kal-El. In the way! How can someone is who is so beautiful and smart and wonderful be a problem.
Damnit! Why can’t I have real love?! Why?! I’m tired of always having to save the world. Sometimes the only thing I want to have to worry about is doing my chores or making good grades, but no I have to worry about the fact someone I love is going to die. Not only that, but also that person is going to die because I have to live!
What kind of father likes to put their only child through such hell?! I don’t want to feel this pain anymore. I had happiness and you took that away from me! Why?! Oh yeah- destiny!