Fic: Tale as old as Time (1/6)
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starsandseaTitle: Tale as old as Time (1/6)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Clark/Bruce
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: First part can be found Here. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bradygirl_12's birthday. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.
The birds were chirping happily. Clark looked up from drawing water from the well and smiled. It was a beautiful day, the sun shining brightly upon the fields. He heaved the now full bucket up, and began walking back to the farmhouse where he lived with his parents. He walked inside and placed the bucket in the kitchen, careful not to spill a drop of the water, sighing slightly. As much as as he loved it here, he was feeling an itching to go somewhere, to try his luck in finding his place in the world.
His Ma walked into the kitchen, carrying an armful of vegetables. "Are you all right, dear?"
Clark shrugged and tried to smile. "Just thinking."
His Ma nodded as she placed the vegetables next to the sink for washing and peeling. "Thinking about leaving?" She asked quietly, not looking at him.
Clark shifted uncomfortably. "I just... I can't get rid of the feeling that there's something I should be doing." He sighed in frustration in not being able to find the words to voice his emotions. His Ma sighed and turned around. She looked at him a while before moving towards him, cupping his cheek, making him look up from stubbing his boot on the floor.
"I suppose I should have prepared myself for this day, Clark. But no mother wants to see her child leave home."
"Ma..." Clark engulfed her in his arms. She pulled away from him, dabbing at her eyes.
"Your father and I have to accept the fact that you're not a child anymore, but a fine young man." She looked wistful. "It's gone by so quickly," she murmured to herself.
Clark looked at her, emotions waring inside him, hope outfighting them all. "Does this mean... I have your blessing?" He bit his lip.
His mother smiled at him sadly. "Yes."
Clark engulfed her in his arms again. "Thank you, Ma. I promise I won't be gone forever, I just have to-"
His mother cut him off. "I know. All young men do."
Clark looked down. "Will Pa approve?"
He heard his mother sigh. "It will be difficult for him, but he will, I'm sure dear."
Clark smiled in relief, feeling his eyes shining. "Thank you Ma," he repeated.
His Ma sniffed, turning back to the vegetables. "Be off with you then. We've got a lot to get done in preparation for you leaving."
Clark smiled.
*****
Dawn was slowly giving way to day. It would be another beautiful one, Clark knew. He grinned with excitement, not able to hold inside. This was it. The day had finally come where he would leave his home to try and find his destiny. His parents were standing outside the door of their small farmhouse. It was time for him to go.
"My boy," his Ma pulled him close, weeping. Clark slowly pulled away from her. He embraced his Pa.
"You be careful now, son."
"I will, Pa." Clark pulled his Ma into the hug. He was sniffling slightly when they finally pulled apart.
"You remember you'll always have a home here, Clark."
"I will." Clark smiled at them before picking up his bags, and walking down the path that would lead to the road. He looked back once, when he had climbed the hill overlooking the farm and tiny village in the distance. His parents were still by the door, and waved at him. Clark waved back before heading down the hill.
*****
Morning had given way to afternoon, afternoon had given way to evening, and Clark was looking for a place to stop for the night. He had hoped to have cleared the forest he was walking through by now, but it was larger than he thought. Far larger. He would have to sleep here tonight. He moved off the road and into the trees, looking for a small clearing to use as a campsite, picking up firewood as he went, but careful to keep the road in sight. The last thing he needed was to get lost. It was getting dark alarmingly quickly. There were dangers in this forest, he knew, from tales. Wolves and bears...
Clark was just about to give up on finding a place among the trees, and moving back to the road and camping on it when he heard the first of the wolves howls. He froze. It sounded disturbingly close. It was quickly answered by another, and then more and more. Clark swallowed and ran back to the road, only to slide to a sudden stop as a wolf jumped out in front of him. It bared it's teeth at him as he gasped in shock. Panicking, he dropped the firewood and ran, hearing the wolf chasing after him, joined by it's pack. He struggled for breath as he bolted through the trees, not knowing where he was going. He tripped over a tree root and fell down a sudden steep incline. Clark groaned as he picked himself up, gaping at what he saw.
A giant, human sized bat was standing before him. It was looking at him coldly.
There was a scraping noise behind him. The wolves were scrambling down the incline. Clark gasped again, rising to his feet as the giant bat took flight, screeching at the wolves, driving them away. Clark stumbled back as the... creature turned his attention to him. It looked at him for a long time.
"Come with me."
Clark jumped, eyes widening even more. It could talk?!
"I'm waiting," the creature snapped.
"Y-yes, s-sir." Clark stammered, following it as it started walking. He wished he was back home with his parents.
*****
Clark kept his head down as he followed the creature. He didn't know where it was taking him. It was too much to hope that it would lead him back to the road. Clark shivered as he remembered it's eyes. The creature stopped and he finally looked up, gaping once more.
Before them were elaborate gates, the moon showing them clearly. Beyond them was a huge, awe-inspiring castle. The moon didn't seen to be able to cast light upon it, but Clark could just made out the shape of hundreds of gargoyles, looking almost bat-like, crouched on the roof.
He shivered again. The creature opened the gates, then closed them after he had passed through, the sound of a lock closing echoing around them. Clark swallowed, trying to hide his fear. Was the creature going to eat him? Force him to be his slave? He wrapped his arms about himself.
The creature moved on, up the paved road that Clark now realized was a bridge, high over a raging river, towards the massive doors of the castle. Clark followed slowly. He was going to die here. The creature would kill him, or turn him into a bat himself, forcing him to kill people, his parents... the creature stopped, and glared at him.
Clark felt darkness wrap itself about him, and fell.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Clark/Bruce
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: First part can be found Here. For
bradygirl_12's birthday. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct. The birds were chirping happily. Clark looked up from drawing water from the well and smiled. It was a beautiful day, the sun shining brightly upon the fields. He heaved the now full bucket up, and began walking back to the farmhouse where he lived with his parents. He walked inside and placed the bucket in the kitchen, careful not to spill a drop of the water, sighing slightly. As much as as he loved it here, he was feeling an itching to go somewhere, to try his luck in finding his place in the world.
His Ma walked into the kitchen, carrying an armful of vegetables. "Are you all right, dear?"
Clark shrugged and tried to smile. "Just thinking."
His Ma nodded as she placed the vegetables next to the sink for washing and peeling. "Thinking about leaving?" She asked quietly, not looking at him.
Clark shifted uncomfortably. "I just... I can't get rid of the feeling that there's something I should be doing." He sighed in frustration in not being able to find the words to voice his emotions. His Ma sighed and turned around. She looked at him a while before moving towards him, cupping his cheek, making him look up from stubbing his boot on the floor.
"I suppose I should have prepared myself for this day, Clark. But no mother wants to see her child leave home."
"Ma..." Clark engulfed her in his arms. She pulled away from him, dabbing at her eyes.
"Your father and I have to accept the fact that you're not a child anymore, but a fine young man." She looked wistful. "It's gone by so quickly," she murmured to herself.
Clark looked at her, emotions waring inside him, hope outfighting them all. "Does this mean... I have your blessing?" He bit his lip.
His mother smiled at him sadly. "Yes."
Clark engulfed her in his arms again. "Thank you, Ma. I promise I won't be gone forever, I just have to-"
His mother cut him off. "I know. All young men do."
Clark looked down. "Will Pa approve?"
He heard his mother sigh. "It will be difficult for him, but he will, I'm sure dear."
Clark smiled in relief, feeling his eyes shining. "Thank you Ma," he repeated.
His Ma sniffed, turning back to the vegetables. "Be off with you then. We've got a lot to get done in preparation for you leaving."
Clark smiled.
*****
Dawn was slowly giving way to day. It would be another beautiful one, Clark knew. He grinned with excitement, not able to hold inside. This was it. The day had finally come where he would leave his home to try and find his destiny. His parents were standing outside the door of their small farmhouse. It was time for him to go.
"My boy," his Ma pulled him close, weeping. Clark slowly pulled away from her. He embraced his Pa.
"You be careful now, son."
"I will, Pa." Clark pulled his Ma into the hug. He was sniffling slightly when they finally pulled apart.
"You remember you'll always have a home here, Clark."
"I will." Clark smiled at them before picking up his bags, and walking down the path that would lead to the road. He looked back once, when he had climbed the hill overlooking the farm and tiny village in the distance. His parents were still by the door, and waved at him. Clark waved back before heading down the hill.
*****
Morning had given way to afternoon, afternoon had given way to evening, and Clark was looking for a place to stop for the night. He had hoped to have cleared the forest he was walking through by now, but it was larger than he thought. Far larger. He would have to sleep here tonight. He moved off the road and into the trees, looking for a small clearing to use as a campsite, picking up firewood as he went, but careful to keep the road in sight. The last thing he needed was to get lost. It was getting dark alarmingly quickly. There were dangers in this forest, he knew, from tales. Wolves and bears...
Clark was just about to give up on finding a place among the trees, and moving back to the road and camping on it when he heard the first of the wolves howls. He froze. It sounded disturbingly close. It was quickly answered by another, and then more and more. Clark swallowed and ran back to the road, only to slide to a sudden stop as a wolf jumped out in front of him. It bared it's teeth at him as he gasped in shock. Panicking, he dropped the firewood and ran, hearing the wolf chasing after him, joined by it's pack. He struggled for breath as he bolted through the trees, not knowing where he was going. He tripped over a tree root and fell down a sudden steep incline. Clark groaned as he picked himself up, gaping at what he saw.
A giant, human sized bat was standing before him. It was looking at him coldly.
There was a scraping noise behind him. The wolves were scrambling down the incline. Clark gasped again, rising to his feet as the giant bat took flight, screeching at the wolves, driving them away. Clark stumbled back as the... creature turned his attention to him. It looked at him for a long time.
"Come with me."
Clark jumped, eyes widening even more. It could talk?!
"I'm waiting," the creature snapped.
"Y-yes, s-sir." Clark stammered, following it as it started walking. He wished he was back home with his parents.
*****
Clark kept his head down as he followed the creature. He didn't know where it was taking him. It was too much to hope that it would lead him back to the road. Clark shivered as he remembered it's eyes. The creature stopped and he finally looked up, gaping once more.
Before them were elaborate gates, the moon showing them clearly. Beyond them was a huge, awe-inspiring castle. The moon didn't seen to be able to cast light upon it, but Clark could just made out the shape of hundreds of gargoyles, looking almost bat-like, crouched on the roof.
He shivered again. The creature opened the gates, then closed them after he had passed through, the sound of a lock closing echoing around them. Clark swallowed, trying to hide his fear. Was the creature going to eat him? Force him to be his slave? He wrapped his arms about himself.
The creature moved on, up the paved road that Clark now realized was a bridge, high over a raging river, towards the massive doors of the castle. Clark followed slowly. He was going to die here. The creature would kill him, or turn him into a bat himself, forcing him to kill people, his parents... the creature stopped, and glared at him.
Clark felt darkness wrap itself about him, and fell.
