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hackthis_archive) wrote2003-06-20 11:38 am
hackthis_archive) wrote2003-06-20 11:38 am
I had to get this out somehow.
Once upon a time I had a grand plan for my ‘Five Things’ story. Sadly, I’ve been stewing the same thing for the last six months and it never got written. Finally, I said sod it. Trying to be expository and prosaic isn’t my thing, meaning I love to read it, I just can’t fucking do it. So. I decided to do it my way: short, bitter and directly to the point.
Smallville
The Five Deaths of Peter Allen Ross
Alexander Joseph Luthor
The raised voices were Pete’s first sign: his mom and dad never argued about anything where he might hear.
The second sign was when he mother whacked his dad in the back of the head with the newspaper. It wasn’t one of those playful parental moments that made Pete want to gag. This one looked like it hurt, and it made Pete pause in the entryway to the kitchen to watch.
“The least you can do is show a little respect,” she said. “The man lost his son in a car accident, Marcus. Luthors bleed the same as everyone else.”
Clark Jerome Kent
“They found him in the cornfield,” Billy Hummel whispered to Joan Arcadia during Life Sciences. He paled when Pete turned and glared.
“I heard he was all green and veiny,” Sarah Stokes said to Amy Cohen at her locker, causing Pete to knock Sarah’s books out her arms.
The whispers were almost as bad as the truth.
Everywhere Pete went, he heard voices buzzing in his ears.
It should have been Pete. All of it was his fault. Clark was his best friend. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
No one had ever died from being the scarecrow before.
Lana Elizabeth Lang
It was strange that they buried her in a black coffin, that’s what Pete thought as they lowered the casket into the ground.
He wasn’t that close to Lana Lang, but Clark had always had such a big crush on her that Pete had come more for him than her.
The Lana Pete remembered had always worn pink. She had been so feminine and nice: cheerleading uniforms and shiny smiles. Until the truth came out about Whitney’s involvement in Clark’s death.
Lana didn’t deserve that either.
It was a shame that she wound up as bug food for Greg Arkin.
Lucas Ptolemy Luthor
There had been a mutual enmity from the moment they met: Rosses and Luthors didn’t mix together.
It lasted until Lucas dunked on Pete at the municipal court.
To this day, Pete has no idea why someone as rich as Lucas would play at the municipal courts when he had his own basketball team.
In the end it didn’t matter. Pete didn’t approve of Lucas’s family; Lucas himself wasn’t so bad. He drove too fast, but he was a good friend, and he was loyal. If nothing else he honestly loved Helen.
It was a shame about the plane accident.
Chloe Marie Sullivan
She cancelled their first date, because she got a better offer from the riots in Bombay.
He spent their second date waiting for a call from a lobbyist.
He threatened to delete her Pulitzer article if she didn’t marry him, and she was in labor with Clark the night he won the primary. In all honesty, Pete forgot about he election.
All Chloe wanted was to be a journalist. All Pete wanted was her.
The night he was elected president she was on assignment in Tanzania. It was supposedly safe.
The First Lady Elect died simply as Chloe Sullivan Ross.
Smallville
The Five Deaths of Peter Allen Ross
Alexander Joseph Luthor
The raised voices were Pete’s first sign: his mom and dad never argued about anything where he might hear.
The second sign was when he mother whacked his dad in the back of the head with the newspaper. It wasn’t one of those playful parental moments that made Pete want to gag. This one looked like it hurt, and it made Pete pause in the entryway to the kitchen to watch.
“The least you can do is show a little respect,” she said. “The man lost his son in a car accident, Marcus. Luthors bleed the same as everyone else.”
Clark Jerome Kent
“They found him in the cornfield,” Billy Hummel whispered to Joan Arcadia during Life Sciences. He paled when Pete turned and glared.
“I heard he was all green and veiny,” Sarah Stokes said to Amy Cohen at her locker, causing Pete to knock Sarah’s books out her arms.
The whispers were almost as bad as the truth.
Everywhere Pete went, he heard voices buzzing in his ears.
It should have been Pete. All of it was his fault. Clark was his best friend. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
No one had ever died from being the scarecrow before.
Lana Elizabeth Lang
It was strange that they buried her in a black coffin, that’s what Pete thought as they lowered the casket into the ground.
He wasn’t that close to Lana Lang, but Clark had always had such a big crush on her that Pete had come more for him than her.
The Lana Pete remembered had always worn pink. She had been so feminine and nice: cheerleading uniforms and shiny smiles. Until the truth came out about Whitney’s involvement in Clark’s death.
Lana didn’t deserve that either.
It was a shame that she wound up as bug food for Greg Arkin.
Lucas Ptolemy Luthor
There had been a mutual enmity from the moment they met: Rosses and Luthors didn’t mix together.
It lasted until Lucas dunked on Pete at the municipal court.
To this day, Pete has no idea why someone as rich as Lucas would play at the municipal courts when he had his own basketball team.
In the end it didn’t matter. Pete didn’t approve of Lucas’s family; Lucas himself wasn’t so bad. He drove too fast, but he was a good friend, and he was loyal. If nothing else he honestly loved Helen.
It was a shame about the plane accident.
Chloe Marie Sullivan
She cancelled their first date, because she got a better offer from the riots in Bombay.
He spent their second date waiting for a call from a lobbyist.
He threatened to delete her Pulitzer article if she didn’t marry him, and she was in labor with Clark the night he won the primary. In all honesty, Pete forgot about he election.
All Chloe wanted was to be a journalist. All Pete wanted was her.
The night he was elected president she was on assignment in Tanzania. It was supposedly safe.
The First Lady Elect died simply as Chloe Sullivan Ross.
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Wait, that's not what I wanted to say. Or that's not all I wanted to say.
I like this. They're simple, yet effective. Each an interesting glimpse into what might have been. Especially liked the Lucas one.
*sniffs* Chloe.
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Wait, that's not what I wanted to say. Or that's not all I wanted to say.
I like this. They're simple, yet effective. Each an interesting glimpse into what might have been. Especially liked the Lucas one.
*sniffs* Chloe.
I honestly did not mean to kill Chloe. I adore the nosy little busybody. It's the title's fault, really. In the original five thing plan, lana, clark, and lex die and then chloe and pete go on to the white house, but the title kinda wound of forcing my hand, you know?