Fic: Anesidora
Fifteen or so arrows flight on the air, most hit the target except three or four. “Again!” barks Oliver “remember that the goal is to not only get them down but to keep them that way. If you miss, you are dead”
“Sir” Jack’s voice wavers a little the tall blonde always intimidated him.
“What?” the boy approaches him and delivers the information they’ve got.
“Are you sure?” he nods and hands him the envelope with their surveillance information.
“Take five boys and prepare yourself for a mission” whit that he turns away and goes to where she is. “Come on, she is gonna want to hear the details” Jack swallows. Their leader is one of the most terrifying and fascinating people he has ever met.
***
She looks up from her papers when they walk in. “What do you got for me?”
“It seems our favorite psychos Martians are planning a public execution of one individual of interest” She takes the envelope from Oliver. “This could be the opening we were waiting for, Chlo”
“And you trust him to come through?”
“No, but I trust that she would help him see it our way” Oliver shows her one of the pictures.
“Lois” her fingers linger at the face of one of the prisoners in the photo. “Good job, Jack. Oliver get the team ready, we are going in”
***
“So tomorrow we kill them all” He walks into what has become their command centre a bottle in hand. She was still going over the maps carefully rechecking their way in and out. Clark and Lois are nowhere to be seen.
“That’s the plan” Her voice is cold, her eyes hard, and he hates Clark Kent and the world for making her this way. He lowers the bottle on the table next to two glasses.
“Tullamore Dew?” she raises an eyebrow.
He shrugs “I figure we might as well spent the night before the battle with some good old whiskey and a raunchy drinking song”
She takes the glass whit half a smirk. “How very Irish of you”
“What can I say, I’m loyal to me roots” He smirks, and she rolls her eyes at his mock accent. For a moment it is like it used to be before all of this, but as always way too soon the illusion shatters.
“Ollie” she looks down at her glass, and he knows what she is going to say.
“I know. You had to do it. We couldn’t afford the risk of letting her live. She already killed Lana, we couldn’t let her dismantle anymore of our plans” she looks up and he knows that she can see right through him. She always could.
“True, but I knew what she meant to you once upon a time. I’m sorry” her voice is soft, her eyes sad and full of understanding. She knew he wouldn’t have been able to kill Mercy, he felt too guilty of how she ended up becoming what she was. So Chloe did what she had to protect the greater good.
“I know” his hand covers her. “Even if we manage not to die tomorrow, it would still be our last day on this Earth. This reality will never exist”
“I say good radiance”
“There are many things I wish that I would do differently” his other hand goes to her cheek, his thumb strokes her lower lip reverently, “and then there are other things that I hope to God that I still have the courage to do” with that he lowers his mouth to hers as he has wanted to do for four years.
***
“Get the hell away from her!” he sees her fall and the blood frizzes in his veins. A katanna to the guts, he knows what that means, but he refuses to accept it. Lois gets to her first and all that goes in his mind is that this can’t be happening. She can’t die, he won’t allow it.
“The best way to avenge her death is to get that ring” it’s the only option. This reality will never exist.
“No, I won’t leave her” it’s a touching gesture, but this is war. They have a mission to fulfill. He can’t afford to lose it, no matter how he feels like.
“She is still alive in the past, Lois. You can save her and make sure this future never happens and you save all of us” She finally lets Chloe go and stands up. “You better get going. Clark’s headed to the tower. I’ll cover you.” She starts running when he hears the distinctive whooshing of super speed behind him. He turns to face hundreds of Kandorians. At least it won’t be long till he sees her again one way or another.