Stolen Future Chapter 11/20
Title: Stolen Future
Author: Märk Owen
Pairing: Chloe/Oliver
Rating: NC-17 for violence, language and sexual assault.
Warnings: Chapter describes sexual assault on major character.
Timeline: AU Season 6 (Zod and beyond)
Disclaimer: Any Smallville or DC Comics related things in this story are the property of their own owners. The only thing that belongs to me here is the storyline, nothing else is mine.
Summary: In this universe, Darkseid made a pact with Zod who adopted Kal-El. He will kidnap the JLA before its creation, leaving Earth powerless. Will Chloe and Oliver ever meet? Will the JLA even form? What will happen to Earth?
Previous chapters: Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10
Chapter 11: The Light
Tonight he was going to make Chloe Sullivan his and he was going to enjoy every second of it.
Oliver shifted again, failing to find sleep. His mind wouldn't shut itself off, there was still too much to deal with. He couldn't chase the image of Bart's dead body from his mind and the pain that went with it. Then there was Chloe and her actions, her words, he smiled. She really was something.
A few meaningful words and she had managed to put him back on track. Oliver had found his faith back thanks to her, now he couldn't let her down after all of that. He had been thinking about thousands ways to escape Zod's reign of terror for the past fifteen minutes but every time that a solution seemed like it could work, there was always something to contradict the plan. Too risky, not enough time, too much repercussions...
He felt his frustration grow with each thoughts, he had to come up with something soon because he already knew that their time was counted. Of course they could live for several years in those cells just like Condo and his friends but it was highly unlikely. Zod had swore to make Oliver's life -and those of his friends by extension- a living hell and so far, he was doing good.
Which is why the wheels in his head were running a mile a minute only coming up with flawed solutions. Oliver sighed. It was really starting to get on his nerves. His plans could work but he felt that there was always something missing. The thing that would assure his friends to get out of here unscathed and find a safe place. Was there even a safe place on this planet? Oliver huffed and shifted again. He should sleep, maybe tomorrow he would be able to find a solution.
Just as sleep was about to win over him, his ears caught the sound of a faint squeak coming from a badly-oiled door. A faint squeak he recognized as belonging to the door of their cell. Instantly, his eyes flew open but he stayed still, slowly observing the room through the dark of the night. The dead silence confirming to Oliver that something felt off, usually there were the hooting of some birds and other nightly animals. Now there was none.
Something moved, no, someone. It was a person, apparently a man from what Oliver could tell though it was hard to see in the night. It didn't matter who it was but he was moving towards them. His heart started beating faster in his chest and he held his breath as he waited for the right moment to jump in action and stop the man.
The next seconds felt like minutes to him, he saw the man approach them ever so slowly before... "DON'T TOUCH HER!" yelled Oliver, jumping to his feet with nothing on his mind but to save Chloe whom the man had lifted on his shoulder. Oliver jumped towards him, hoping to force him to loosen his grip on her but he was met by a hard fist to his gut, sending him crashing to the wall.
Oliver heaved sharply, resisting the urge to vomit and trying to get some air back into his lungs. "What the hell? Put me on the ground!" he heard Chloe scream and saw her kicking vainly against the man who was occupied to punch their friends away just like he did with Oliver.
The man was circled and everyone was shouting around them as Chloe never stopped trying to escape from him but failing every time as the iron grip of his arm on her waist wouldn't let loose.
"What's the matter Chloe? You don't want some one on one time with me?"
Oliver froze at the sound of his voice just like everyone in the room as the man's laugh hung in the air like the whisper of an evil promise made to the devil.
It was Kal.
Oliver screamed as he leapt towards him once again, followed by his peers only to see him disappear with Chloe in the blink of an eye.
"CHLOE!"
"Put me down! Put me down, you son of a bitch!"
Kal laughed as the blonde woman on his shoulder tried to hit him by every way possible only to be reminded of the fact that his skin was as hard as steel. He closed the door of his bedroom with his foot before looking for his key in his pockets. He let out a triumphant noise when he found it before tossing Chloe on his other shoulder as if she were no more than a rag doll and then, proceeded to lock the door with his other hand.
Once done, he carried her in the room before dropping her on his bed all the while enjoying her useless attempts to hit him. She wasn't the type to let something go without a fight and he liked that. Something told him he was going to love the way she was going to react to him being inside her.
Kal groaned at the thought before licking his lips in anticipation.
"Let go of me!" she struggled against his grip as he held her hands to her sides and let his eyes roam over her before drifting up to her face. Her eyes widened and fear knotted her stomach as she took notice of the lust in his eyes. She had had her share of life threatening moments in her life but she had never been in this situation and had always hoped she never would be.
Disgust filled her as she felt him lick her skin, dangerously closing in on her cleavage. It wasn't long before her clothes were ripped from her body leaving her fully exposed to him, a predatory glint in his eyes when he saw her wiggle fiercely beneath him, trying to escape him.
A mix of fear and shame threatened to consume her when she felt him press his body closer to hers, his face only an inch away from her ear as he whispered something to her.
"I'll take you whether you want it or not." he murmured to her. "I'll make you experience pleasure you'll never have with Queen." he sneered again as he started to lick her skin again, this time playing with her chest. She felt the tears gathering in her eyes but refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She knew there was nothing pleasant to what was going to happen. She couldn't help thinking about Oliver and that made her feel worse. She wanted him to be there to save her from this monster. She was on her own and at his mercy, unable to defend herself against the kryptonian's phenomenal strength.
Her eyes widened with panic and she wiggled even more against him as she realized that it was going to happen now.
He took himself in his hand and positioned himself at her entrance before his other hand took her jaw forcefully and forced her to look at him. Enjoying the way her body trembled with fear underneath his and the tears of shame in her eyes that she refused to let go.
"Please, please! don't do this!" her wavering voice begged him but it wasn't enough for him, he wanted her to hear her scream when he was inside her. Letting his face get closer to hers, he looked intensely in her eyes.
"You're going to like that, Chloe." he ordered her in a whisper. "Every slut loves to be fucked roughly and you are a slut Chloe, aren't you?"
Her eyes tried to flee his hunting gaze and he tightened his grip and shook her head violently, obliging her to look into his eyes. "Say it." he whispered. "Tell me that you're a slut. TELL ME!" he yelled when she said nothing.
A single tear rolled down her cheek but she forced herself to keep the determination in her eyes as she said her next words. "Go. to. hell!"
That wasn't the answer he wanted but somehow he was finding it much more enjoyable. Seeing this strong woman at his mercy and still refusing to give in, it excited him even more as he knew that he was going to break her in the next seconds.
"Wrong answer!" he sneered and took her lips in a painful and bruising kiss as he propelled his hips forward.
Chloe screamed as well as Kal but not in the way they expected. Chloe screamed in surprise as an tingling sensation took over her body and Kal looked in pain and he never stopped yelling. That was when she noticed the white light that enveloped her and she noted with surprise that he hadn't entered her. The light was somehow shielding her entire being while inflicting him pain.
Confusion and relief washed over her before another kind of fear appeared. What was that light? How did it appear? Why here? Why now?
Suddenly, they both felt a stabbing pain in their brains as strange images flowed before their eyes.
"Lara, his destiny is set..." he answered, not allowing himself to let his voice waver. "as is ours."
"Goodbye, my sweet Kal-El."
"You have some pretty amazing friends Clark Kent." She smiled at him as he watched them leave the barn proudly.
"Yeah. I do."
"To me you're more than just a hero." She told him as she was sat in a hospital bed, clad in a sterile white cloth. "You're a super-hero."
"Chloe, this is my friend Bart. He's from-"
"The future." Chloe turned to look at the younger man.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I ran the way back in time so I can tell you that we're still in love a hundred years from now." He flirted as she laughed.
"Nice to see you finally discover something worth living for after all." Clark said as he shook hands with Oliver clad as the Green Arrow.
"Yeah, more like a rediscovery actually."
"I go out every night, I protect unfamiliar faces so that they can go home and be with the people that they care about. And the one person I should have been protecting the most... I failed her."
"You're a fighter, Oliver. You fought for yourself and for a second chance."
"Help me!" the woman yelled as she was trapped inside a burning building.
"Look that's superman!" a man shouted as a flying figure broke into the building and rescued the woman.
"Superman! Superman!" the crowed chanted in adoration.
"Read it again, please!" the young boy asked. Chloe chuckled. Before lifting herself up from the bed and dropping the comic book on the bedside table.
"There will always be more adventures for another day."
"The darkness!"; "Go to hell!"; "No. It'll be here soon enough."; "People of Earth! I am Darkseid, Lord of Apokolips!"; "Bow to your new master!"
Chloe blinked but the blur wouldn't go. She shook her head, immediately regretting it when she felt a wave of nausea overwhelming her. Fighting a few minutes against the urge to throw up, she finally got the control over herself. Looking down at herself, she saw naked body and her clothes ripped all around her. Suddenly the memories came back to her.
Kal had tried to rape her! He was about to do it when... Some white light... What the hell was that light?
She heard a groan to her side, turning her head she saw Kal holding his head, seemingly in pain. Immediately the fear came back and she literally leapt off the bed, running as far away from him as she could. Finding a towel, she wrapped it against herself, hoping to preserve her modesty and tried not to give in to the fear that was about to take over her.
The world around him was spinning and his head felt like it was about to explode. Kal groaned again and tried to ease the pain as best as he could. When the blur faded, he started to remember what happened. He was about to have her, he was seconds away from making her his when there was that white glow emanating from her body and making every nerve in his body go into overdrive but in a bad way. A very bad way. It was the most painful experience he'd ever lived and he didn't want to try it again. Spotting her close to the door, he roared with rage and frustration.
"You bitch! What did you do to me?" he yelled at her, seeing her shaking with fear in response.
Attempting to get up, Kal stumbled as he failed to dissipate the fog in his brain. He was feeling dizzy and that was the first time it happened to him when he wasn't under the effect of blue kryptonite.
The second attempt was more productive. Kal was back on his feet and closing in on Chloe's curled form all the while yelling at her, demanding what she had done to him. He crouched and began to reach for her before stopping himself. He hesitated. If he touched her again would the glow attack him once more?
Figuring that his only solution was to see it for himself, he grabbed her forcefully, slapping her for good measure before speeding out of the room. He didn't want anything to do with her anymore.
Oliver was worried sick. Torturing his mind with the worst case scenarios he could think of. Each one even more terrifying than the last one. He shut his eyes and tried to calm himself down, hoping that when he opened them again that she would be here safe and sound.
He did.
"Shit!" he cursed as he smashed his fist into the nearest wall. Of course she wasn't here, how could he be this stupid?
God knows what she was going through at that moment he shuddered as he tried to get rid of the horrible images planted in his mind. Not knowing and most of all not being able to help her was eating away at him.
If anything happened to her, there was nothing that would stop him from getting revenge on Kal for her. It wasn't a matter of justice anymore, it was revenge. Sometimes justice was not enough and people had to satisfy their dark desires by the only way known to mankind: Vengeance.
Right when his mind was threatening to fall into its darkest depth, he heard loud cries and yells close to him. Turning around, he realized that he was alone in the room, his friends who had been there seconds ago had left, probably towards the source of the cries.
Just how long had he been standing there?
Rushing in the entry room he held his breath when he came across the sight of his friends with their backs turned to him, seemingly circling something, or someone.
Pushing somewhat forcefully his way into the crowd, his breath caught in his throat when he saw Chloe sobbing in the arms of Dinah who rocked her gently while whispering soothing words. She looked like hell and the only towel hiding her modesty gave away what she had just been through.
Oliver saw red.
Kal was standing on the rooftop of one of the tallest buildings of Kandor, admiring the view of the whole city spread before him. A feeling of power crept over him as he felt like he could do everything he wanted -which wasn't far from the truth. The proof of that was what happened this night with Chloe, he had taken her away from her friends and was going to have her if it wasn't for that damned white light. Frustration came back in his body and he was reminded that something felt strange for him ever since that event some ten minutes ago. Maybe he was still dealing with the aftershock but he couldn't shake the feeling that it was something more than that. Just like the fact that he was now standing on a rooftop which was something he never did usually.
Kal let out a quiet cry of pain as a sudden sharp pain stabbed his brain. What was going on?
"You've done a hell of a job keeping the world safe on your own, Clark." Oliver told him, his hood was pushed back and his glasses taken off, a friendly smile grazing his features. "I'm here to help you now."
"Good." Kal responded but he wasn't in control of his body, it was like another person was talking. "Something tells me, soon the world will need all the help he can get."
They both looked over the city like two guardians ready to act to protect innocent people, whoever they were.
"Ahh!" Kal groaned as the pain intensified before completely fading the next second. The memory was in his mind for a second then disappeared, leaving him unable to remember it. The only reminder that something had happened was the uneasy feeling in his gut. What the hell was that?
All of a sudden a loud shout could be heard coming from the prison district, making Kal jerk up his head in surprise.
"KAL! I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU DO YOU HEAR ME?!"
A shiver went down his spine at his words. It was Oliver and he was sure his cry could be heard from the other side of the city too. Kal couldn't help himself feeling some apprehension and even fear at the tone of the human, he sounded like a man controlled by rage. The kind of rage that would not go away until the man responsible for it was dead.
Shaking off the feeling, he replaced his startled expression by a smug smile on his face. He couldn't have Chloe but at least something enjoyable went out of it. He was so looking forward to this fight in the arena now.
J'onn J'onzz breathed heavily as he failed to use his abilities once again. He was still too weak. Twenty years of torture couldn't be recovered in a few hours, that was just what he had hoped for. Now was not the time to be desperate. It was still the best opportunity he'd had in ages to escape.
Breathing slowly, he calmed himself using his mind. At least his brain was getting stronger and he knew it wouldn't be long for him to get his telepathic ability back.
"Not yet." He told himself. He was going to escape soon but not yet, just not yet.
Here it is as promised. Hope I didn't disappoint, it was as I said in some messages, the most challenging chapter I had to write yet. I had to describe the scene between Kal and Chloe without giving too gross details that wouldn't fit the general rating of the story.
Now the action's not over yet because the Kal/Oliver confrontation is coming soon as well as other surprises.
Hope you liked it!
< Chapter Ten | Chapter Eleven | Chapter Twelve >