as retold by RepairmanBob
TW: Lex flies over the crowd. The Spartans move behind him, three on each side. "Attention protesters! Under my authority as a representative of the Department of Domestic Security, I am placing you all under arrest! Surrender now, or I will use whatever force is necessary to end the threat you present to these innocent people!" Lex smiles, and we get an in-helmet view as he targets the acid-spitting woman.
AoT: Good! Kill that vile harpy!
TW: Lex fires, and just before it hits the woman, there is a gust of wind, and she appears three feet to the right, in Clark’s arms.
AM: Hold on. Clark just rushed in and saved someone?
TW: Yes.
MR: That doesn’t sound like Clark, does it?
TW: Clark saves people, damnit! He is heroic!
AoT: He saved the woman who attacked Martha! What kind of son is that?
TW: Clark is a hero!
AM: I mean, how does Lex not recognize him?
(Long pause)
AM: You two did think about how Lex, Hope, Bittleman, and the collected press would not identify Clark, right?
TW: Hold on, give me a minute…
KK: I did. But since it did not involve me, (shrugs) big woop.
JG: (Uncontrolled laughter)
AoT: So you had time for Clark to save the woman who attacked his sainted mother, but you could not be bothered to handle something this simple? Tom, this is so disappointing.
AM: (Smirking) You know what this means, right?
TW: No!
ED: What?
TW: No! I am not wearing the suit!
JG: (continues laughing, starts hitting the table)
TW: I got rid of Bryan so I would not have to wear the suit!
AM: Guess April’s Fools day isn’t so funny now, is it dumbass?
TW: I can… we could…
JG: (Falls to floor laughing)
ED: How about if Tom wears a modified outfit –
TW: No suit!
ED: (ignoring the interruption) made by Ollie? Like what the rest of the JL wears. Hood, leather bodysuit, small face mask, no cape. We can say it is lined with lead, to protect Clark from GreenK weapons.
TW: But it is a suit!
AoT: Tom, be reasonable. The alternative is that everyone who is at the Slab, as well as everyone who sees the live video of the battle, or anyone who sees a recording of it in the future, is so deeply stupid that they would not recognize Superman.
MR: Like Lois is right now!
ED: Or Lex.
TW: (Grumbles)
KK: You are the one who wanted a big fight scene, Tom. Stop being a baby and wear your suit.
TW: Fine, fine. But it’s not a suit. It is… anti-GreenK armor.
AM: Whatever helps you put on your leather chaps, Tom.
TW: Back at Vault Black, Brainiac takes a break.
KK: Chloe has several burn marks, and has been crying.
AM: What the hell?
TW: Talk to Kristin. "Well, it appears physical pain will not be sufficient to inspire the return of your power, Ms. Sullivan. I would try to use some psychological methods, but sadly lack the time to help you deal with your clear abandonment and self esteem issues." Nasty smirk here.
KK: Chloe looks up. "Why… are you… doing this?"
AM: Because someone is bitter she did not get to work with Ron D. Moore?
TW: "It is cliché that the villain explains his plot to the hero, Miss Sullivan. However, you are not the hero, and maybe some perspective would help you to understand the situation. The collar around your neck will allow me to control your thoughts, and once they are returned, your abilities. The more distraught you are, the easier it will be for me to exert control. However, until you regain your abilities, you are just another useless, barely sentient meat-bag." He turns to the little girl. "Mia, would you explain why Ms. Sullivan is useful to me?" Erica?
ED: Mia gives Chloe a cold look. "The Salvation compound is based on a sample of your DNA. Every crippling injury, every abducted meta-human, every life lost is because of you."
AM: Oh, come on.
KK: Chloe looks shocked. "No. I don’t believe you."
TW: "Mia has a unique ability, Ms. Sullivan. She is a precognitive. Quite fascinating, really. She can also share what she has seen." Brainaic nods, and Mia takes Chloe’s hands. Cut to scenes of people suffering the side effects of Salvation, the ending with Lex and Dr. Richards talking about using Chloe’s DNA to create the drug.
KK: Chloe gasps, her eyes wide.
TW: "What Lex did not consider was how your mother’s power would interact with Salvation. Of course, who could? Poor, dead Moria could control meta-humans when she held their possessions." Brainiac lightly touches Chloe’s face. "But you, Ms. Sullivan… pieces of you are in every meta-human that has been exposed to Salvation. Did you know every meta-human who has registered their abilities and been given a trace amount of the drug? Thousands upon thousand of people, all of whom lives have been touched by Lex Luthor… and you."
ED: Mia touches Chloe again. Chloe screams.
TW: Brainaic walks away. "Of course, that is to say nothing of Lex’s private army! The Project Ares Soldiers and the Spartans! I know you were ’dead’ when he unveiled them, but think for a moment. Isn’t it suspicious that Lex introduces his newest line of super weapons at exactly the same time he was experimenting on you in one of his labs?"
KK: "I… I don’t…"
TW: "Mira, be a dear and help Ms. Sullivan remember her time with Dr. Richards."
ED: Chloe tries to pull away. Mia gives her an empty look. She takes Chloe’s hand. Chloe’s entire body goes rigid, then she starts to sob.
TW: Back at the Slab. Clark floats above the ground. "Leave them alone, Lex."
Michael, could you?
MR: Sure. We get quick flashes of Lex flying, and a fight at super speed. Lex hears his own voice. ‘Kneel before Zod…’ He looks at the flying figure, and smiles. "Kal-El." Lex flies and punches Clark 30 feet in the air.
JG: I cannot believe you wrote that.
TW: Clark gets his balance, and circles around the Slab. The Spartans surround him.
MR: Lex flies closer to Clark. "If you run, I will kill them all, alien. I will kill every meteor freak in that crowd." Lex lands. "Unless you want to be responsible for a slaughter, you will come fight me."
TW: Clark floats to the ground. The Spartans move away, separating the meteor freaks from the humans. Clark and Lex rush towards each other.
continued...
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