As Clark stood at the podium, his eyes searched the crowd, his gaze drifting from person to person as he spoke words of thanks. Not only for the award but also for attending. A smile was spread wide across his face, joy emanating from his being. His eyes locked with Lois’ as they shared a knowing smile. “And I wouldn’t be standing here before you if it weren’t for my beautiful and supportive wife, Lois. When we first met at the Daily Planet and assigned as partners? I knew I was in for the ride of my life. Little did I know she would not only push me to be a better reporter, but a more well-rounded writer.” His eyes shifted to Kara, who was lurking along the edges, watching the crowd meticulously. Something was off, and he could tell she was in hero-mode, her eyes flicking to any sudden movements that were made. “And Kara? It’s been a joy to see you grow as a reporter, and before we know it, it’ll be you we’re celebrating. Thank you, everyone, truly. I’m a lucky man to be surrounded by such a group.” Lifting a hand, he placed it over his heart as he bowed his head in thanks as applause broke out across the crowd.
Amidst the roar of the applause in his ears, he heard a far-off ‘click’ of a chamber being loaded. His heart started racing, but his face remained calm. That was until he heard the shot and practically saw it barrelling towards him, towards his chest. Taking a step to his left, he was ready to catch the bullet, but as it grew closer, he felt a painful ache settle into his body. Then, searing pain, emanating from his right shoulder, white rimmed his vision as the kryptonite immediately began affecting him.
