My Immortal (Prologue/?)
Title: My Immortal
Author: Xtremeroswellian
Email: adwilliams03@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: So not mine. Just borrowing them. I’ll put them back good as new, I promise. Don’t sue--I’m broke.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Everything from season one of Supernatural. Everything through season five of Smallville though this fic is set in an alternate fifth season universe.
Author’s Note: This one’s for Amanda and Kate, who totally sucked me into the Supernatural fandom against my will and though I blame them, I love them for it. :P Also HUGE thanks to Katie for helping me with researching some of the back story stuff. <3
Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four
My Immortal (Prologue)
Chloe Sullivan only had one thought in mind as she headed back home to Metropolis, Kansas: finish her English Lit paper before her 8 a.m. class the next day. She’d spent the weekend in Smallville hanging out with her best friend and unrequited love, Clark Kent, only to leave again feeling the same sense of dissatisfaction and malcontent she always felt upon leaving.
Tucking some hair behind her ear, she focused her eyes on the road and drove for nearly an hour in complete silence, trying to concentrate on writing her paper in her mind.
The sight of the flipped mustang on the side of the interstate quickly chased away all thoughts of Hamlet and assignments, and she quickly eased her car off onto the shoulder of the road, scrambling out of it and going to the driver’s side window, kneeling down.
A pretty, slightly older blonde woman was in the seat, hanging upside down, her eyes shut, and blood dripping from a gash in her forehead.
Chloe winced a little as her hand came into contact with some of the shattered glass on the pavement. “Hey, can you hear me?” she asked anxiously.
The woman turned her head toward her a little, her eyebrows furrowing.
“You were in an accident. But it’s gonna be okay--I’m gonna get you some help.” Chloe pulled her cell phone from her pocket, starting when the woman’s eyes opened.
“Who are you?” she murmured.
“My name’s Chloe, and I’m gonna help you. You’re gonna be okay,” she said, hoping she was telling the truth. “What’s your name?”
There was a moment of silence, then a quiet response, “Meg.”
Chloe smiled a bit. “All right, Meg, I’m gonna call for help, okay?”
“No…I’m okay, I…I hate hospitals.” She groaned, and reached down, unfastening her seatbelt. She groaned again as she bumped her head. “Can you help me out of here?”
Chloe hesitated. “I’m not sure we should move you--you could have a neck or spinal cord injury--”
“Please, I’m fine, I just…need to get out of this car.”
Drawing in a breath, she nodded and carefully helped Meg crawl out of the window of her car. Glancing her over for injuries, Chloe took note of a few cuts and bruises, but by the looks of things the woman had been incredibly lucky. “What happened?”
“I think I fell asleep,” Meg answered, looking at her car, and then over at Chloe’s red beetle. “Do you think you can give me a ride?”
“Uh, yeah, sure,” Chloe answered. “But I really should get you to a hospital just to have you looked over.”
Meg flashed her a smile. “Don’t worry about it. I heal quickly.”
She couldn’t help but feeling uneasy, but she didn’t know why as she led the other blonde woman to her car and climbed into the driver’s seat. She started the engine. “Where you headed?”
Meg’s eyes turned black and she looked at Chloe with a smirk. “You’ll see.” Before Chloe had the chance to respond, Meg had knocked her out cold with a blow to the head. “Stupid humans. Always so willing to risk their lives for complete strangers.” She shook her head in amusement and then climbed out of the car, dragging the younger woman into the backseat, tying her hands and gagging her.
Meg smiled at her for a long moment. “This is the beginning of a long and beautiful friendship. I just know it.”
Author: Xtremeroswellian
Email: adwilliams03@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: So not mine. Just borrowing them. I’ll put them back good as new, I promise. Don’t sue--I’m broke.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Everything from season one of Supernatural. Everything through season five of Smallville though this fic is set in an alternate fifth season universe.
Author’s Note: This one’s for Amanda and Kate, who totally sucked me into the Supernatural fandom against my will and though I blame them, I love them for it. :P Also HUGE thanks to Katie for helping me with researching some of the back story stuff. <3
Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four
My Immortal (Prologue)
Chloe Sullivan only had one thought in mind as she headed back home to Metropolis, Kansas: finish her English Lit paper before her 8 a.m. class the next day. She’d spent the weekend in Smallville hanging out with her best friend and unrequited love, Clark Kent, only to leave again feeling the same sense of dissatisfaction and malcontent she always felt upon leaving.
Tucking some hair behind her ear, she focused her eyes on the road and drove for nearly an hour in complete silence, trying to concentrate on writing her paper in her mind.
The sight of the flipped mustang on the side of the interstate quickly chased away all thoughts of Hamlet and assignments, and she quickly eased her car off onto the shoulder of the road, scrambling out of it and going to the driver’s side window, kneeling down.
A pretty, slightly older blonde woman was in the seat, hanging upside down, her eyes shut, and blood dripping from a gash in her forehead.
Chloe winced a little as her hand came into contact with some of the shattered glass on the pavement. “Hey, can you hear me?” she asked anxiously.
The woman turned her head toward her a little, her eyebrows furrowing.
“You were in an accident. But it’s gonna be okay--I’m gonna get you some help.” Chloe pulled her cell phone from her pocket, starting when the woman’s eyes opened.
“Who are you?” she murmured.
“My name’s Chloe, and I’m gonna help you. You’re gonna be okay,” she said, hoping she was telling the truth. “What’s your name?”
There was a moment of silence, then a quiet response, “Meg.”
Chloe smiled a bit. “All right, Meg, I’m gonna call for help, okay?”
“No…I’m okay, I…I hate hospitals.” She groaned, and reached down, unfastening her seatbelt. She groaned again as she bumped her head. “Can you help me out of here?”
Chloe hesitated. “I’m not sure we should move you--you could have a neck or spinal cord injury--”
“Please, I’m fine, I just…need to get out of this car.”
Drawing in a breath, she nodded and carefully helped Meg crawl out of the window of her car. Glancing her over for injuries, Chloe took note of a few cuts and bruises, but by the looks of things the woman had been incredibly lucky. “What happened?”
“I think I fell asleep,” Meg answered, looking at her car, and then over at Chloe’s red beetle. “Do you think you can give me a ride?”
“Uh, yeah, sure,” Chloe answered. “But I really should get you to a hospital just to have you looked over.”
Meg flashed her a smile. “Don’t worry about it. I heal quickly.”
She couldn’t help but feeling uneasy, but she didn’t know why as she led the other blonde woman to her car and climbed into the driver’s seat. She started the engine. “Where you headed?”
Meg’s eyes turned black and she looked at Chloe with a smirk. “You’ll see.” Before Chloe had the chance to respond, Meg had knocked her out cold with a blow to the head. “Stupid humans. Always so willing to risk their lives for complete strangers.” She shook her head in amusement and then climbed out of the car, dragging the younger woman into the backseat, tying her hands and gagging her.
Meg smiled at her for a long moment. “This is the beginning of a long and beautiful friendship. I just know it.”