Okay, so I'm expecting a fair amount of chastising, flaming, ranting and raving going up here. I'm okay with that. I always enjoy sparking debates- and this is a very heated topic. Not so sure whether or not this idea has been done before (undoubtably it must have). But let me just clarify that I'm again normally not this evil/angsty/depressing. I wrote this at a time when I was very depressed myself, and this piece was actually very cathartic to write. Don't take this as any disrespect or tolerance for the topic. Just genuine interest and sadness.

Also, I am planning on writing a not-as-dark alternate/companion piece to this, where Clark can grieve properly without all this happening.

Anyways, I'll let you run with this now! Thanks for comments in advance! wink


Nothing spoils a good story like the arrival of an eye witness.
--Mark Twain