Kingdom Hearts: Mutants of Twilight: Squatter

Hello folks! L1701E here! I was reading through my trade collection, and an idea for a one-shot hit me. I was reading through some of John Byrne's Superman run from the late 1980s, and one of the collected issues, Action Comics (Vol. 1) #584, and I thought it'd be a fun to adapt that particular story, so you can credit John Byrne with this. This is set shortly before "Kingdom Hearts: Mutants of Twilight".

Rocketed to Earth from the doomed planet Krypton, the baby Kal-El was found and raised by Jonathan and Martha Kent in Smallville, Kansas. Now an adult, Clark Kent fights for truth, justice, and the American Way as...Superman!

Injured in an attack from an interdimensional creature, athlete Victor Stone was saved from death by his scientist father Silas Stone by enhancing his body with cybernetic prosthetics. Now he dedicates his power and intellect to the fight for justice alongside his fellow Teen Titans...Cyborg!

When Robert Redford Parkins bought a guitar from a pawn shop, he discovered that the guitar had magical powers that freed the spirit of legendary musician Ronnie Rocker, and blessed him with extraordinary powers! He now defends his hometown of Cleveland, Ohio as...Kid Razor!

Disclaimer: Superman and the Teen Titans are property of DC Comics. Kid Razor is mine.

Chapter 1: Super-Rampage!

Metropolis

In the city of Metropolis, the sun was shining, and the residents of the city that many knew as the home of Superman were going about on their business: Buying hot dogs off a corner vendor, heading to work, or whatever. And one reporter was talking into a microphone into a camera. She was a brunette dressed in a yellow blouse and black slacks.

"Hello! This is Carol Samuels of Skyline!" She announced into the camera, a big grin on her face. "And today, we're going to show you the sights and sounds of one of the largest cities in the world, my hometown, Metropolis!" She started walking down the street, the camera following her. "As you can see, this city earns its name, with a population rivaling that of some small countries. Nothing phases these people, even the terrifying revelation that the supernatural walks among us. These people have continued to live their lives and not let-!"

KA-BOOM!

"What?!" Carol blinked, turning her head in another direction. People near her atarted panicking and pointing up in the sky. "What? Greg, point that camera over...ohmygosh." The people continue to point and panic.

"Look! Up in the sky!"

"It's a bird!" A woman yelled.

"It's a plane!" A man suggested. Carol blinked.

"No, it's...it's Superman!" She gasped. High above the gathering crowd, the Man of Steel hit the side of the building with a mighty blow, sending rubble towards the ground. A triumphant grin erupted from his face. "What's he doing?!" She noticed Superman was also attacking other nearby buildings. "He's smashing the buildings!"

"He's gone crazy!" A redhead man screamed.

"I bet some witch is controlling him!" An old man snarled. "I bet those sisters in San Francisco are behind this!" He noticed the rubble about to rain down. "Oh, no!"

"We can't get clear!" Carol yelled.

"Isn't somebody going to do something?!" An old woman howled in fear. She didn't notice a muscular teenager, dressed in gray sweatpants, and a gray hoodie with a red baseball cap standing next to her.

"Oh, I can try!" He yelled, tearing off the clothes and cap, revealing himself to be Cyborg of the Teen Titans. "Boo-yah!" Shortly before this incident, though, Metropolis found itself visited by another stranger. The teenage boy flew in a streak of rainbow-colored energy. His wild blonde hair blew in the wind. He was dressed in a pair of white tights with gold-and-black razor blades on them, gold boots with white-and-black fringe on them, a Def Leppard t-shirt, and a sleeveless white leather jacket with gold-and-black highlights and lapels. His wrists had gold and black studded bands, and hands were covered by white gloves. Slung around his shoulder was a white Stratocaster with gold pickups and a gold-and-black pickguard. His face was covered by white, gold, and black face paint. He was Kid Razor, the Fearless One. One of the Local Heroes of Cleveland, Ohio, he was in Metropolis to pick up an important device. And he was not happy.

"The Kid of Rock can't believe that he's doing this."

"What, saving a person's life, Razor?" Ronnie Rocker asked. The ghostly rocker appeared next to Razor, flying alongside him.

"No." Razor shrugged. "The Kid of Rock doesn't feel one bit comfortable leaving Cleveland in the hands of those two boneheads."

"They said they'll keep an eye on things, and it'll only be for an hour or so. It'll be fine." Ronnie reassured.

"Yeah, right." Razor snorted. "Those two don't give a damn about anyone who has a full stomach and a roof over their head." His superhuman hearing heard the sound of a fist smashing a building. "Dimebag Darrell's ghost!"

"What is it, Razor?" Ronnie blinked.

"The Kid of Rock's super-ears. They just picked up some funky noise. He'd better check it out." The Fearless One streaked off in the noise's direction. Meanwhile, the Teen Titan known as Cyborg was trying to save the crowd.

"Hang on, folks!" Cyborg yelled, converting his arm into its sonic cannon mode. "I got this!" He started blasting at the debris, reducing it to dust. However, despite his cybernetically-enhanced speed, reflexes, and aim, he wasn't able to get all the debris. "Dammit! There's too much rubble!" He heard a loud guitar riff. "What?" Rainbow-colored energy beams came from nowhere and blasted the remaining rubble to dust.

"Yeah!" Kid Razor grinned as he flew up towards Cyborg. "Once again, the Kid of Rock proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that he is better than the Six Million Dollar Moron."

"Oh, great." Cyborg groaned. "Him."

"The Kid of Rock was passing by, and he overheard the commotion." Razor smirked, crossing his arms. "What did you do now, Bionic Boy? Get into another fight with Sasquatch?" (1)

"Real funny, Razor." Cyborg sighed.

"It's Superman!" One of the bystanders exclaimed, pointing upwards. "He's gone crazy!"

"Crazy?" Razor blinked. "The Kid of Rock knew Superman was stupid, but crazy?" He looked upwards, and the Fearless One could've sworn he could've heard Superman laughing.

"He's been flying around smashing buildings!" Cyborg added. "We gotta get up there and find out what's going on!"

"Who's 'we'? You got a sidekick or somethin'?" Razor scowled. "The Kid of Rock has his own problems!"

"I can't fly, Razor!" Cyborg reminded. "Can't you at least fly up there and ask him what's going on with him?" Razor groaned.

"Oh come on, man! The Kid of Rock only came to this giant crapshack of a city to get a gadget, not to play team-up!"

"Razor, we should help him out." Ronnie Rocker advised as he appeared next to Razor. "A rampaging Superman is extremely dangerous. And if it's forced to come down to a fight, your magical-based power can give an edge." Razor sighed.

"Fine." The Fearless One grumbled. With a wave of his hand and a flash of rainbow light, Razor's mike stand appeared in his hands. One of the scarves on the stand seemed to come to life and slither towards Cyborg. "Grab the scarf." Cyborg did so. "Don't make the Kid of Rock regret this, man." The Fearless One then flew upwards, taking Cyborg with him. The two landed on a rooftop. They noticed that the Man of Steel was hovering in the air, laughing. (2)

"Ants! Every one of them!" Superman laughed heartily. "All puny ants! This is amazing! The power! All this power, and it's all mine! I will make the world tremble and respect me at last! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Superman!" Cyborg yelled, waving his arms. "Hey, Superman! What're you doing, man?!"

"Hunh." Razor remarked. "I guess the fact that the Kid of Rock is better than him finally made the Man of Steel snap. Heard he was borderline for a while."

"You think this is funny, don't you?" Cyborg scowled.

"No." Razor shrugged. "It's always sad when a hero completely snaps. Especially one who never was all there to begin with." Ronnie Rocker appeared next to the young heroes.

"Geez!" Cyborg snapped at the ghost. "Don't do that, man!"

"Guys, something's wrong." Ronnie frowned. "Superman's aura."

"What about it?" Razor blinked.

"It's...weird." Ronnie blinked. "His aura is way off. What the hell is going on?"

"The Kid of Rock can hear him, Cyborg. He's ranting and raving like he's drunk on his own power." Razor added. "The Kid of Rock knows Superman. He hates Superman's guts, but he knows him. Supes isn't normally the type to brag about how great he is. That's the Kid of Rock's gimmick, and he knows better than to infringe on me."

"Let's get his attention, then." Cyborg fired a blast of sonic energy at Superman's back. The Man of Steel turned around.

"What?" Superman turned around. He glared at the two young heroes. "Two little fleas daring to annoy me."

"That's not Superman." Cyborg realized, pointing his cannon.

"Yeah, the real Superman doesn't know what a flea is." Razor agreed. "And he's using words that have more than one syllable." A glaring Superman landed in front of the two young heroes.

"You two gnats have the audacity to attack me?" Superman scowled, crossing his arms.

"You ain't Superman, pal." Cyborg growled, pointing his sonic cannon at the Man of Steel.

"He ain't kidding, bucko." Razor snarled, pointing his own glowing guitar at Superman. "Whoever you are, you'd better knock off the building-wrecking bit. It's been done."

"I am Superman, you little punks." Superman snarled. "Now and forever, I AM SUPERMAN!" Summoning his incredible strength, the Kryptonian hero slammed his hands together a la the Incredible Hulk.

THOOM!

The impact created a large sonic boom and a wave of force, sending Razor and Cyborg flying.

"AHHHHHHHH!" Razor howled, his ears ringing from the boom.

"Razor!" Ronnie yelled, flying towards him.

"Forget the Kid of Rock! Help Bionic Boy!" Razor yelled, steadying himself thanks to his flight power.

"I can't, Razor!" Ronnie yelled. "I can't lift him! His robotic parts make him too heavy! I don't have super strength!"

"Never mind." Razor grumbled, making his mike stand appear. With a mental command, the scarves on the mike stand came to life and wrapped themselves around the half-man half-machine Teen Titan. "Hey, Vic Austin! I got ya!" He put Cyborg down on a building's roof, allowing Cyborg to recover. "I got this Superman-wannabe jackass!" Razor streaked towards a scowling Superman, holding his mike stand like a baseball bat. "HEY SUPERFAKE! THE KID OF ROCK'S GOT A PRESENT FOR YA! FORE!" Razor took a swing...

...and missed. Superman managed to dodge it, and grab Razor by the throat. Growling, he slowly started to squeeze. "Ack....hey buddy, you know, Supes doesn't really do that choking stuff."

"You little brat." Superman snarled. "You dare to try and take my head off? You arrogant little brat!" He then chokeslammed Razor into the ground. "You will fall before my power!" He slammed Razor again. "You!" Another slam. "Will!" Another chokeslam. "Respect!" A fifth chokeslam. "Your!" A sixth. "Betters!" He then performed a final chokeslam, sending Razor flying through the building. "Impetuous boy."

"Uhnnn...." Razor groaned.

"Razor!" Cyborg yelled in horror.

"And now you, little robot boy..." Superman smirked as he turned towards Cyborg, cracking his knuckles. "I shall make you fall before my power."

Well, well, well! Looks like trouble is erupting! What craziness will happen next? What is up with Superman? Can our heroes stop him and find out? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!

(1) – A reference to an infamous episode of The Six Million Dollar Man.

(2) – Kid Razor's mystical mike stand is a nod to Steven Tyler, lead singer of Aerosmith. One of his trademarks on stage is having many scarves wrapped around his mike stands.