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- - - - Lois It was a few days after Leslie Willis’ manager confessed to his crimes and was arrested. Frankly, the guy seemed determined to stay as far away from life out here as possible. Lois couldn’t blame him: She’d seen how terrifying Leslie was, up close. And he deserved it. The bastard...

- - - Before, being in the grid had just been pure noise and confusion for Leslie. It was still hard to sort out the millions of signals pulsing through electric and phone lines across the entire city. Thankfully, her target made it easy: he was on his phone, speaking in his loud, easily...

- - - Leslie She didn't know where she was. She didn't know who she was. Hell, she didn't even know if she was. She was awash in so much electronic information, part of it, swept away by it-It was so hard to think in human terms. It was like every part of her was somewhere else and yet here...

Leslie "Augh, fuck..." Leslie groaned. She slowly opened her eyes, bright lights greeting her. She shut them again and growled, lifting her hands to rub her temples. "Fuuuck... What the fuck did I… Drink? Do? Last… Whenever?” It wasn’t like a hangover. It wasn’t a feeling of pain, so much as a...

Leslie - - - Leslie's fists balled as she sat behind her desk, her eyes narrowed as her manager Lenny wildly gesticulated in front of her. It was not an unusual situation for her to be in: Lenny was overly dramatic by nature and always had some kind of issue he could only express like a mime...

Clark - - - Superman being the center of events had become the norm. After all, he was a superhero. He got involved in practically everything that could threaten Metropolis or the world, and that made for big news. Clark Kent being in the spotlight for a while was unexpected, but not entirely...

THE MAIN MAN: Aftermath After that… A week of nothing. She’d seen the videos. She’d seen the damage. She’d made commentary: A crazy alien biker attacking Superman? That was news. That was something to stream. It was a new chapter in the insanity that was now real life. Another thing for...

THE MAIN MAN - PRELUDE The Daily Planet had been a fixture of Metropolis from the 1850s, capitalizing off of the then-recent discovery of Neptune to have a fresh and new newspaper title. It encapsulated the idea of progress, that the world was truly becoming connected thanks to the railway and...

THE WAY OF ALL FLESH: CODA Leslie had tried very hard not to be clingy. That was the last thing she wanted to be to Clark. After all, he had his own life and so did she. And to keep the paparazzi from ruining his life, she would have to exercise some caution and restraint when it came to...

After the last commercial break.. Leslie: "Well... We've had some laughs. We've talked about power and how it is used. And Lois Lane's been annoyed, so hey, productive. But let's get far more basic in the time we have left. Lane?" Lois: "You'd know all about basic, wouldn't you? But fine."...

After the commercial break... Leslie: "Well, we've had some fun this interview. Something to shake things up and entertain, but we need some food for thought. So here we get to the unscripted bit." Lois: "Hey, you never said-" Leslie: "Oh what, the Daily Planet is Superman's PR firm now? I...

Leslie: "Hello Metropolis and viewers around the world, this is Livewire! As those of you watching our stream can see but those of you just listening will have to take our word for, we have in the studio today: Superman! And Lois Lane, for some reason." Lois: "Streaming huh? Getting back to...

- - - Miserable, wet, humiliated, and without shoes. Not how Leslie had intended to end this evening. The firefighters were still putting out the flames from the restaurant several floors above, as she sat on the sidewalk. She felt familiar hands slide a sports jacket over her shoulders, and...

- - - Metro-Con was one of the biggest pop culture related events in the North East, growing from a small one room convention in the 1960s into the Ordway Convention Center’s fifty thousand people capacity. The huge facility was filled to bursting with vendors, cosplayers, writers, artists...

- - - It was no wonder that S.T.A.R. Labs were having so much trouble with keeping their super advanced crap safe: Leslie’s experiences as a juvenile delinquent got her in with just a crowbar and a lock pick. Okay, she’d gotten in with her press pass first, but honestly-Not even an escort? Or...

- - - Leslie knew on some level she was being childish. Using her resources as a celebrity shock jock to try and "conveniently" bump into one reporter, over and over again. Finding excuses to end up at high class events or tech expos. Trying to find out what coffee shops or cafes he frequented...

- - - It wasn't like Leslie didn't appreciate the magnitude of Superman's appearance. Far from it: She had months worth of material to work with. Letting people call in to talk about what they thought of the appearance of the Man of Steel. Like this little old lady who was happily chattering...

Sparks Fly A DC fanfiction by Andrew Joshua Talon DISCLAIMER: Ain't mine. - - - Riding the Metropolis Rail to work wasn't glamorous, but there were times Leslie just wanted a feeling of normalcy. Of being a working class joe, so to speak. It brought back the memories of her start in the...