Disposable Characters: A 'Cold & Blood' Challenge Response

By BJ <brit_cass@hotmail.com>

Rated: PG

Submitted September 2009

Summary: Two drabble responses to the "Cold and Blood" opening
lines challenge.

***

It's cold. I taste blood. Searing pain racks my body as I
realize my car is ablaze. I need to escape, but my mind is stuck
trying to reconcile the scorching heat with the frigid numbness
in my limbs. I try moving, but not even the thick stench of
burning plastic and metal overcomes the deadly lassitude I feel.

The door disappears, metal screeching in protest, and Clark pulls
me from the wreckage. He cradles me tenderly and calls my name. I
open my eyes to see my beloved once more and finally understand.

"So that's what you've been hiding."

***

It's cold. I taste blood.

My hand draws across my mouth and comes away crimson. It's been
months since his last attack, but I still haven't figured out
why he hates me. As a gofer and wannabe photojournalist, I've
never hurt anybody! Except when I tried to kill Lois, but even
*she* doesn't hold it against me.

Seeing him emerge from a stand of fir trees, I duck to avoid his
next volley, but the icy snowball smashes into my tender nose and
I yelp painfully. Tank Wilson's maniacal laugh taunts me as I
run.

It's cold. I taste blood.

***

A/N: Thanks to HappyGirl and Queen of the Capes for the
first-line challenge. Also, big thanks go to Tank Wilson for
letting me use/abuse his name and likeness.

[EIC's Note: The 'Cold & Blood Challenge can be found here
(http://www.lcficmbs.com/ubb/ultimatebb.php?ubb=get_topic;f=3;t=000877)
on the Lois and Clark Fanfic MessageBoards.]