Part Twenty-TwoA Chapter by lawrence bearSuperman Returns Upon arriving into Metropolis, Superman hovered above in bewilderment.
The wreckage he was looking at was horrendous. And his heart hammered against
his chest as tears formed onto the rims of his eyes, he wiped at them with the
palms of his hands. The feeling he had, felt as though his chest were about to
explode. The jolt of it all surged through him like a lightning bolt. Slowly he descended to earth and then
stood gaping at what was once, Metropolis. It was exactly like in his dreams,
the world under fire, surrounded in total darkness, a rampant beast and a city
in ruins. Fear began to cloak him, weakening him, like kryptonite. The sky was covered in black smoke as
ashes fell like snowflakes. No light filtered through, and fire blazed here and
there. Outbursts filled the air and the ground shook snapping him awake from
his nightmares. The roar of the monster
thundered. He scanned the area of debris, he looked at his hand, slowly turning
it and then cupping it into a fist. Resentment and confusion began to rise
within him, he could have stopped this from happening but his train of thoughts
and his nightmares had derailed him. What bothered him most was the death of
his father, how he felt hopeless that he failed to save him and more tears
rolled down his face as he tilted his head skyward in anguish. He had returned to earth, to face his
demons. The monster he dreamed of since he was little. He returned to earth to
save humanity. It was his destiny to stop this destruction once and for all. But
was he too late? More explosions thundered in the distance, along with a single
roar. He had hoped he was not too late, as he
scoured the area hoping to spot any sign of her. He listened for her heart
beat, but he could not trace Wonder Woman’s whereabouts. He wanted so
desperately to hear her, like he had heard them cry, like he had heard them
plea. His thoughts ran wild as he strode among the debris. Their cries, echoed
within him, Batman blaming him for abandoning them, Green Lantern screaming for
Flash, and he even heard Wonder Woman scream. He had heard the cries from innocent
people, the prayers from innocent children. He had heard them all, and along
with his friends. He had heard all die in vain. His heart sunk to the pit of
his stomach and with his head down; he strolled along thinking of them. Friends
whom had tried so hard to save the city of Metropolis, they had tried so hard
to save countless lives. “No… please, please don’t let me be
too late. Please…” he pleaded as he stared into darkness. The smell of smoke and charred metal
sifted in the air. Standing there thinking of them, his cape flapped in the
wind and tingles crawled on the surface of his skin like spiders. His beliefs
and emotions toyed with him; he had never felt this way before. Never felt so
lost, and he never felt so much pain. Thinking of the people, he muttered
to himself, “Will they ever forgive me?” His eyes panned the destruction the
beast left behind. His bottom lip quivered. Fighting back the tears… he choked
again, “How could you let this happen? They depended on you.” he snivelled. “They’ve
called to you… pleading… what have I done? What have I done? You have to make
it right; you have to make it right.” he wiped at his eyes once more. He had hoped the people still had faith
in him, believed in him as he had struggled and lost his way battling his inner
demons, his nightmares. For they overshadowed him at one point, believing the
people will not forgive him of his wrongs, for his mistakes. He believed he
would be an outcast. A thump pumped into his ears,
followed by several other vibrating sounds that broke him free of his deranged
thoughts. He listened for it again, and more rhythms followed. More pulsating
sounds came from within the earth. It was heart beats. Not one but two or more. # © 2020 lawrence bearAuthor's Note
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Added on July 19, 2020 Last Updated on July 19, 2020 Tags: action, graphic, comics, superheroes Authorlawrence bearFisher River, Northern Manitoba, CanadaAboutThank you for visiting my place of work, I hope you enjoy what you read. I do try my best to entertain. My imagination runs wild at times, but I love the freedom. more..Writing
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