You're Not The Only One
DISCLAIMER: Any and ALL copyrights go to their respective owners, affiliates and such, all I own are the words in this slowly-growing piece, and the OC (Original Character, for those unfamiliar with the term.) who was born in my own mind and love for the Superman storylines. (Lois and Clark, Smallville and the Christopher Reeve films, mainly with Gene Hackman as Lex Luthor.)
Prologue
The population of the planet Krypton looked upwards in fear at the monster who had given them front-row seats to their doom. "It's... It's him! He created the Red Sun!" Jor-El, one of Krypton's most respected members of the entire populace addressed everyone. "Everyone, there is no time for panic. We have to get to our Pods, before we lose everything we have ever loved." "All of the Pods have been destroyed by the Black Star Attack Force!" Jor-El let his arms fall at his sides. "We are all doomed. There is no way we can stop the Red Sun from destroying our planet, we might as well face facts. I have prayed this day would never come..." Suddenly, Jor-El had had a brainwave. "Citizens of Krypton, I have the key to destroying the General!" Everyone had mixed emotions; some wanted to know what Jor-El had to say, while others thought that he knew how to stop the Red Sun, so they were uninterested. Most of the would-be listeners refused to accept the ramblings of a once proud warrior.
"My first child, my son, Kal-El, was sent to a planet, which is a very long distance from us. He cannot stop the General alone. That is why I have decided to send my other son, to the very same planet, so they can become the Ultimate Being." One of the Kryptonian officials turned to Jor-El and snarled. "Oh, sure, send another blood relative. The rest of us can die, while your sons are left to avenge us, by attempting to defeat an invincible opponent, by becoming a creature which has had no record of existence for over ten thousand years!" Angry civilians began expressing their agreement with the official's words, while others disagreed, causing a planet-wide brawl.
Jor-El sighed. There was nothing else he could do. Someone appeared at his side. "Need some assistance, brother?" Jor-El turned to the voice and gasped. He was surprised to witness the form of his long-lost brother, Zor-El. "I thought you were fighting the General's armies?" Zor-El laughed. "What, and miss this? Do you honestly think I would rather fight pointless, evenly-matched battles, and then miss the final chance to save our home-world? You're getting too old, brother." Jor-El sighed. "Always the comedian... Can you speak to the population? I have to prepare my son for his journey." Zor-El nodded, watched his older brother leave, and turned to face the crowd. "Citizens of Krypton, General Zor-El has returned!" The entire planet cheered a cheer which seemingly knocked the planet slightly out of orbit. "Everyone, return to your homes, only temporarily, and retrieve your strongest battle uniforms! If we can all band together, and defeat the General, we will have a chance of stopping the Red Sun from destroying our planet!" Without another word, every last citizen returned to their homes to retrieve their battle uniform. Zor-El looked up at space, eyes focused on the General, smirking. "If you think you've won... You're wrong."
Everyone was ready for the last-ditch attempt, the one that would either spell salvation, or eternal doom. Zor-El addressed the population, one last time. "This is it, for Krypton!" Zor-El removed his cape, revealing his purple battle uniform. "NOW!" Zor-El sprang from the ground, followed by the entire population. Their target was General Zod, traitor to Krypton, and the one who brought them to their impending demise. The Red Sun grew ever closer, as one-by-one, another Kryptonian fell. As the Red Sun finally collided with Krypton, a lone Kryptonian Pod could be seen, heading for Earth, flanked on all sides by meteors.
End Of Prologue