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starsandsea) wrote2008-06-12 08:23 pm
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Fic: Gotham (4/?)
Title: Gotham (4/?)
Rating: PGish
Characters: Gotham, Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 749
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: Previous parts can be found here. Betaed by the awesome
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They were becoming far too close. Far too close. The bright one was visiting him nearly everyday now. He was still patrolling, but he was... different. And sometimes, he even called the bright one to help him. I was appalled. Couldn't he tell how much the bright one hurt me? I tried to tell him, but... he could not hear. Just like before. I was losing him.
I wondered away, forlorn. I had my plan, but... I also had my doubts. Could I do it? Did I dare? Once I did, there would be no going back, no stopping it. Was I willing to risk that much for him?
The answer was 'yes', of course. I could not survive without him. I could not. We were bound together in ways even I did not understand. He was meant to be with me, not the bright one from the stars. He had to go. Return to my brother, Metropolis. My brother was very angry with me. He thought I had stolen his hero! I told him he could keep his hero, that he should tell him to stop trying to steal mine. My brother replied, sullenly, that he couldn't talk to the bright one. That he knew he didn't have his heart.
I crowed in triumph. My Prince had always loved me! I just needed to refocus his attention, and get rid of the bright one.
It was during this time when I was thinking, that My Knight went out as he did every night. But this time, something different happened. He was fighting a small gang when one of them managed to hurt him. I felt his pain immediately and rushed to his side... but someone else was almost as fast as me. Almost.
The bright one. I don't know how he got here so quickly - my brother had told me smugly that he was with him - but he did. Despite his protests, the bright one forced him to return to the cave. I think it was one of only a tiny number of matters we ever agreed on. Back in the caverns, the bright one was dressing his wound. It was not truly that bad - it was more of a scratch - but it filled me with terror nonetheless. I remembered the first time he was hurt, defending an innocent. I had been even more terrified then than I was now. There was so much blood! Some of it stained me before he could return to his cave, and I knew that like his parents' it would never leave me.
I shuddered. Thankfully his wound then had not been as bad as I feared. It was the kind that was small, but bled a lot. Soon, my knight was out protecting me again. But it didn't stop me from feeling terror everytime he was wounded. Everytime his blood stained me.
This time, he was lucky, but the bright one was very worried. He was also very angry. They shouted at each other, and I held my breath, hope blooming within me. But when he reached out and touched the bright one, he was gathered in his arms. I scowled. Why would the bright one not go away? Then, they kissed. I sighed. But this time, they didn't stop. They went upstairs, into the house where I could not so easily see them. When I did, I wished I hadn't.
They were in his bed, making love.
I could not believe it. Why was My Prince doing this to me? Why? Didn't he know that I was supposed to be the only one he could be with? Not some... bright man, who hurt me everytime I gazed upon him!
My fury only grew when the bright one told him that he loved him, and My Prince whispered that he did too. It was too much. I could not let the bright one take him away from me, I could not.
So I did the only thing I could think of. The thing I wished I did not have to do, but was forced.
I let out a song. A siren's song. An irresistible sound.
A song to the insane.
Rating: PGish
Characters: Gotham, Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 749
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: Previous parts can be found here. Betaed by the awesome
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They were becoming far too close. Far too close. The bright one was visiting him nearly everyday now. He was still patrolling, but he was... different. And sometimes, he even called the bright one to help him. I was appalled. Couldn't he tell how much the bright one hurt me? I tried to tell him, but... he could not hear. Just like before. I was losing him.
I wondered away, forlorn. I had my plan, but... I also had my doubts. Could I do it? Did I dare? Once I did, there would be no going back, no stopping it. Was I willing to risk that much for him?
The answer was 'yes', of course. I could not survive without him. I could not. We were bound together in ways even I did not understand. He was meant to be with me, not the bright one from the stars. He had to go. Return to my brother, Metropolis. My brother was very angry with me. He thought I had stolen his hero! I told him he could keep his hero, that he should tell him to stop trying to steal mine. My brother replied, sullenly, that he couldn't talk to the bright one. That he knew he didn't have his heart.
I crowed in triumph. My Prince had always loved me! I just needed to refocus his attention, and get rid of the bright one.
It was during this time when I was thinking, that My Knight went out as he did every night. But this time, something different happened. He was fighting a small gang when one of them managed to hurt him. I felt his pain immediately and rushed to his side... but someone else was almost as fast as me. Almost.
The bright one. I don't know how he got here so quickly - my brother had told me smugly that he was with him - but he did. Despite his protests, the bright one forced him to return to the cave. I think it was one of only a tiny number of matters we ever agreed on. Back in the caverns, the bright one was dressing his wound. It was not truly that bad - it was more of a scratch - but it filled me with terror nonetheless. I remembered the first time he was hurt, defending an innocent. I had been even more terrified then than I was now. There was so much blood! Some of it stained me before he could return to his cave, and I knew that like his parents' it would never leave me.
I shuddered. Thankfully his wound then had not been as bad as I feared. It was the kind that was small, but bled a lot. Soon, my knight was out protecting me again. But it didn't stop me from feeling terror everytime he was wounded. Everytime his blood stained me.
This time, he was lucky, but the bright one was very worried. He was also very angry. They shouted at each other, and I held my breath, hope blooming within me. But when he reached out and touched the bright one, he was gathered in his arms. I scowled. Why would the bright one not go away? Then, they kissed. I sighed. But this time, they didn't stop. They went upstairs, into the house where I could not so easily see them. When I did, I wished I hadn't.
They were in his bed, making love.
I could not believe it. Why was My Prince doing this to me? Why? Didn't he know that I was supposed to be the only one he could be with? Not some... bright man, who hurt me everytime I gazed upon him!
My fury only grew when the bright one told him that he loved him, and My Prince whispered that he did too. It was too much. I could not let the bright one take him away from me, I could not.
So I did the only thing I could think of. The thing I wished I did not have to do, but was forced.
I let out a song. A siren's song. An irresistible sound.
A song to the insane.
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Great as ever :D
So Metropilis is a bloke? I don't know why I see cities as women(mostly)
Can't wait for the next one.
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Thank you for commenting! I'm really glad you liked it! :D
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I'm really glad you like it! :D
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(Anonymous) 2008-06-12 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)I am guessing that the Joker is the person who will answer to the song of the insane. This certainly explains why Joker is obsessed with Batman.
Thank you for continuing this Gotham fic. She is one scary evil b . . . .
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I'm really glad you like this story! Thank you for commenting! :D
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I'm really glad you liked it, Jen! Thank you for commenting! :D
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I'd guess that the Joker is going to answer the siren song, too. ;)
Very good observation that Metropolis doesn't have Clark's heart. Smallville does. :)
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*huggles Clark and Bruce* Things are not going to turn out well, are they?
Very good observation that Metropolis doesn't have Clark's heart. Smallville does. :)
Yep, Clark is a country boy at heart. :p
Thank you for commenting, Brady! :D
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Looking forward to more! *hides eyes behind hands and peeks* behave, Gotham! behave!!
Also, yay for Bruce and Clark being there for each other, bweee! X)
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*huggles Bruce and Clark* They're going to need hugs, I think!
I'm really glad you liked you liked this, Mina! Thank you for commenting! :D
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I only wish there won't be worst things... *clings to Bruce and Clark*
Your story is so powerful, Star!
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I'm really glad you like this, Rai! Thank you for commenting! :D