“Don’t think you’re fooling anyone with those dorky glasses,” Bruce grated out. “I’d recognize that jutting chin and those unbelievably chiseled abs anywhere. If you want to protect your secret identity, you should wear a mask. Like me.” Clark sighed. “I’m not going to wear a stupid Halloween mask, Bruce.” “How did you know my…
Batman V Superman: Dawn of Counseling – Part 4
The psychiatrist started rubbing his temple as if a migraine was coming on. “I’m really starting to wonder if this job is worth the money.” “What are you talking about?” Bruce said. “Don’t you know how much I’m paying you?” “That’s the only reason I’m just starting to wonder. Well, whatever. You can use your…
Batman V Superman: Dawn of Counseling – Part 3
“I thought you were just going to kill him,” the psychiatrist interjected. “What’s the point in drawing it out? Do you just want him to suffer?” “It’ll be more interesting that way,” Bruce said. “I’ll probably let him grab me and throw me from the rooftop first, just so he can think he’s winning.” “Okay,…
Batman V Superman: Dawn of Counseling – Part 2
Bruce settled back on his couch. “Don’t worry though, because I’ve got a plan.” The psychiatrist blinked in puzzlement. “A plan for what?” “For fighting Superman, of course,” Bruce replied. “I got my hands on something that can kill him.” “What, a nuke?” “A nuke wouldn’t kill him,” Bruce retorted. “Anyone should be able to…
Batman V Superman: Dawn of Counseling – Part 1
“So Bruce, tell me about your--I’m sorry, it’s really hard to take you seriously in that getup.” A dark armored figure lay back on a couch as a psychiatrist sat nearby. “I need to always be ready,” Bruce said in a deep, gravelly voice. “There’s no telling when he might strike again.” The psychiatrist looked…
Man of Therapy – Part 4
Clark sighed. “Maybe I should have just followed my mom’s advice and become the hero of the world back then. You know, she just said to me, ‘Be their hero, Clark. Be their monument, be their angel, be anything they need you to be. Or be none of it. You don’t owe this world a…
Man of Therapy – Part 3
“What were you just saying about blaming it all on Zod?” Wallace retorted. Clark sighed. “Again, you’re right. The honest truth is, the reason I exacerbated the fight was because flying around, punching Zod through buildings, blowing up gas stations...it all just felt so...good. Demolishing cities is like doing drugs for superheroes: It feels good…
Man of Therapy – Part 2
“I guess it runs in the family.” Clark looked over suddenly at the speaker, a man in a wheelchair, neither of which had any legs. “What was that, Wallace?” “Oh, I know, you were only ‘saving the world,’” the speaker continued sarcastically. “But you were way more reckless than you needed to be. Even ignoring…
Man of Therapy – Part 1
“Hi, my name’s Clark.” “Hi, Clark,” everyone seated in the circle answered in unison. “Well, it’s also Kal-El.” “Hi, Kal-El,” everyone echoed again. “Though I’m also called Superman.” “Hi, Superman.” One voice broke out of the annoyed murmur to shout, “Get on with it!” Clark leaned back in his hard folding chair and looked gloomily…
Ethan’s Diary #112
Dear Diary, Let me explain what happened when I went back to the keypad. First I tried those numbers as they were, and just as I suspected, nothing happened. So then I turned the three fours into sevens and typed in the number: 197738271. I was holding my breath, wondering what on earth might happen.…
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