Date:
December 18th, 2001
Time:
12:21 AM
Place:
Gotham
Dear Diary,
I
told you why I don’t like drugs, right?
When I was five years old, I almost died from a hybrid illness that
someone infected me with to get to my mother and my father (they carried a lot
of weight on Argos). Mother, Kala, and
Professor Jor-El of Krypton, worked together to develop a medication for
me. It cured me, after three years of
being on it. It made me miserable, but
was strengthening my immune system (to a more heightened point than it normally
was for our kind) to combat the illness.
Fevers, shaking, dizzy… I hate
drugs. It’s a good thing it built my
immune system, for the most part, up so high.
But maybe that’s why the drugs Kon and those other jerks put into me are
reacting so horribly…
Then
again, my biology is completely different from humans. Where they have a double helix, Kal and I
have a quadruple helix. Our entire
insides are ten times more complicated than any human—why do you think Bizarro
came out so bad?
I love Kyle. With all my heart. But now I’m completely TORN… I won’t deny that I’ve… thought about Justin and myself. I mean, he’s THERE a lot more than Kyle, he’s gentle and sweet and compassionate… and he knows what it’s like to dream. Not to mention he’s VERY attractive… But Kyle has all that too, and… Well, I suppose if Justin had been there first, I’d be dating him… Wouldn’t that be so weird? If I began dating Justin first… Kyle would probably be with Jade. Actually, there’s no “probably” about it. They’re cute together, I’ll admit that.
I
know Kyle’s scared that I might dump him for Justin, because Justin’s closer to
my age. But I’m just as scared that
he’ll dump me because of the same reasoning.
That and the fun might be over, for him. We’ve been pretty much as deep in the relationship that we can
GO…
I
suppose I should update you on my “mission” for Luthor, shouldn’t I?
Well,
I infected all the communications in Gotham.
Phones are down, internet’s down, ground-to-space communication is
impossible, and I added insult to injury and in about four minutes the
satellites are going to go boom. And I
did it with no bias. If it communicates
for and with Gotham, in Gotham ozone space, it’s going to go. Of course, there were a few unexpected
drawbacks. The virus infected the
technology different due to difference in knowledge. Some of it slipped out into mainstream power-control, so the city
is experiencing blackouts all over and in some places the power cords are
sparking and exploding. Sorry, but it’s
a matter of life and death. No one’ll
get hurt by some temporary blackouts.
They’ll last up until sunrise in mainstream. No big deal. That’s only
about seven hours away.
One
might wonder what I’m doing here, watching all this. Well, Luthor needs time to make my antidote… and the sickest,
blackest part of me is wanting to watch the city go down. *I* did that. I’m the reason one of Earth’s greatest cities is plunging down
into a complete primal era. *I* did
it! I’m actually… morbidly enjoying it,
diary. Maybe it’s just the ecstasy
talking, but all I can think, as I listen to the entire city with
super-hearing, is… “Damn, I’m good.”
I’m
going to get caught for sure. But by
that time, I’m hoping I’ll have the antidote and I’ll be back up to my full.
Before
my second meeting with Luthor, I went to Kyle…
I… had to talk to him about Justin… talk to him… SEE him, in case it was
the last time I would have a chance. He
was shocked about Justin, tried to make me feel better because he’s wonderful
like that, and then we went into his room because I started breaking down
again, and Terry was asleep out on the couch.
He was freaked a bit at everything that I did tell him—I still told
Justin more, and… I can’t describe it, but I still feel more comfortable around
Justin right now. Maybe it is because
he’s my age… or maybe because I haven’t *slept* with him…
Oh,
believe me, diary, Kyle is very yummy!!
Don’t get me wrong! He’s gentle
and… yummy… yummy… yummy… but I guess I need to talk to someone who I’m not SO
close to, but am still close… Justin’s
such a sweetheart. I can’t explain why,
but I’m not going to try to. Not fair
to Kyle… my love… God that man is
yummy.
§Kara§