Rage Against The Sickness [Closed]

[itsaboutaction.livejournal.com]

For Superman, getting sick was a rare occurrence. Usually, it struck him when he was powerless and when it hit it, it hit him like a ton of bricks. However, this was different. He was still powered and it hit him. That wasn't good at all. To make sure no one else got it, he headed for his quarters to wait it out, hoping it was some minor cold.

However, it wouldn't leave. It was like a persistent flu. But, being locked up got him thinking about everything. But, it seemed to just make him frustrated. The more he thought, the angrier he got. Unable to take it any longer, Superman left his room in a huff, trying his best to fight the sickness.

It wasn't working. And it was making him angrier

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[itsaboutaction.livejournal.com]

And there was a loud grunt as the ice vehicle connected dead on, dropping him to the ground.

It didn't look like he was moving at this point.

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

"Ohcrap," squeaked out Rein as she dissipated the giant Volkswagen and fluttered down next to him. Carefully she poked him on the chest. "Kal? Kallllll... are you unconscious? please say you are so you won't get up and vaporize me."