A/N: This story was written as a sequel to Superman Returns, and even though I am a frustrated fan-girl I am also a screenwriter and very big fan of Superman, so don’t expect this fic to be the happy ending you dreamed of. This is NOT a chick-flick. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. 😀
Anyway, despite all that I do hope you will like it, and I will try not to let you down. So please bear with me, as I hope to make this a Superman fan-fic worth reading (although I dream of make it a real movie, but first things first).
First chapter is very short but it’s only an introduction. The story is split in 3 parts: Prologue, A history repeating itself and Epilogue. Right now I’m half-way through the story, but the next chapter is a really long one so it will take some time to complete.
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TOMORROW’S MEMORY
PROLOGUE
Somewhere above Earth’s atmosphere Clark was happy.
‘Clark, the universe is a big place. And you don’t know who’s out there. And even if you are the last… you’re not alone.’ (1)
His mother has been right, he wasn’t alone … not anymore … he had a son. He and Lois had a son, and for that moment nothing else mattered.
< S > < S > < S >
A few months have passed since Superman found out he had a son, and things weren’t getting any better, neither for Superman or Clark Kent. He was slowly but surely crumbling on the inside … and no one will ever know. His son was raised by another man, the love of his life was marrying another man, he was being replaced by another man, but nothing made it hurt so bad but the fact that it was only his fault and that there was no way to change it. He will suffer so that others don’t, he will continue to save the world … and watch over his family from afar. And with that thought Clark Kent entered the bullpen, oversized glasses to hide his identity and silly grin to hide his pain.
‘NEW KRYPTON IN GONE! World’s leaders decided to help Superman. The missiles they launched this morning reached their target and destroyed …’, announced the news clerk, Clark watched it for several seconds and smiled inwardly then threw a look towards Lois’ office only to see an empty seat. She was probably busy with wedding preparations, the thought stung his heart but he only let out a sad smile instead. ‘Calm down, Kent. It’s the only way to protect them.’, he admonished himself as he proceeded to his desk. This single moment of inattention made Clark Kent collide with Lois Lane, not that it was an unusual thing to do for him, but today it wasn’t on purpose, today while he didn’t move a millimetre, Lois was sprawled across the floor.
“Lois! Oh my God, I-I-I’m so sorry!”, he apologized helping her up. As soon as she was on her feet she hurried to be on her way, all this time not meeting his eyes even once, it was as if she didn’t realized what just happened. Something was wrong with her.
“It’s ok, Kent. I wasn’t paying much attention myself.”, she said before getting back to her office. Lois Lane was apologizing to him? Something was definitely wrong.
“Lois, i-is everything ok?”
“I’m fine. Just a bit tired.”, she lied, and they both knew that she did, but it wasn’t the right moment to ask further questions, someone needed Superman.
< S > < S > < S >
In a dark room, illuminated only by the light of a TV screen, a man was staring at the image of Superman portrayed by the evening news, the blue flecks of light deepening the already angered expression of his face as he began to speak to himself.
“Just look at him, so sleek, so powerful, so… beautiful, like some great golden god made flesh. Of course, any sensible god would demand absolute obedience in return for his favour. But, no, our Man of Steel protects us, and keeps us with no strings attached. The people? Hmph. They practically worship him anyway. Enjoy your reign while you may, Superman. For surely as night follows day, there comes a time when even gods must die.” (2)
A tall blonde woman entered the room.
“Mister Luthor, project Applecore has hit the mother lode.”
And in the dark, Lex Luthor just smiled.
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(1) – SUPERMAN Returns
(2) – SUPERMAN: Doomsday
Really now … gone is the bumbling Mr. Kent. The “bumbling Mr. Kent” is the disguise of Superman … it wasn’t his glasses or the ugly second hand costume, it was the frigging BUMBLING!!!!!!!!! I’m …. I’m just pissed. Very pissed. He could at least rename it from Superman to Superhunk, or smth.
*RAGE SEIZURE*
Over and out! 
Maddie Cristea 