"I can say without a doubt that there are an infinite number of universes. Some are just like our own... but for one or two significant events, exactly the same."
-Lex Luthor
Faora approached Superman, "General Zod sends his greetings." Clark looked over the woman. While the suit was not very revealing, it did show off enough of her figure. For the last woman of Krypton, she was very desirable.
She knew the effect that she was having on the last son of Krypton. He looked so handsome; she wanted him. She knew what Zod had asked of her–to bring the earth girl with them back to the ship, but she had better plans. Faora smiled wickedly as she walked around him, stopping on front of him, putting her finger to her his lips, "oh yes, you'll do nicely. Come with me." She trailed her finger down his body, quickly touching his crotch, hoping to stimulate him. She turned around and walked back to the ship, making sure to sway her hips.
Clark could not help but stare at her ass. She was so sexy. Something about her seemed new and inviting and... dangerous. He followed her without looking back. After they had entered the ship, they left.
Once they arrived, Superman came before Zod. Faora held her rifle at her side and a spear at her other side. She could see, from Kal-El, what the Earth could make them. They could be gods. She knew of Zod's plan. He wanted to rebuild Krypton, a failure waiting to happen. Her plan, however...
Superman fell to the ground, coughing, sputtering blood. Faora took this distraction to act now. She quietly walked over to Zod as Kal passed out, "what is happening to him?" Zod, without looking back, stared at Kal-El, "his body is rejected our ship's atmosphere. He's-" Zod was cut off as a spear pierced through his chest. Faora smiled, "sorry, general, I like my plan better." The other crew members turned their weapons on her as Zod slumped to the ground, lifeless. Faora smiled. They knew they could not defeat her. It was bittersweet; these people she had become "close to" were about to die. Although, she was not driven by emotion, but rather by instinct. As they tried to take her down, she managed to eliminate each target with precision. Afterwards, she dragged Kal-El's body to a holding cell. When he awoke, she was sitting on the other side of the glass, "good morning, handsome." She winked at him. "What do you want with me? What happened? Why are you holding me here?" Clark asked, frantically. Faora chuckled and stood up, "I'll tell you what I want with you in a second. What happened was me saving you an the rest of your world from Zod's plan to recreate Krypton on the ashes of of Earth. And I'm holding you here because I want you to hear me out."
The Man of Steel was silent, waiting for her to continue. She was out of her battle suit and had stepped into something very form-fitting. Her breasts and toned ass were shone off as well as the rest of her figure. She had picked it out just in case.
"So here's my proposal. You have seen how wicked and violent and cruel this earth is. Wouldn't you like to protect everyone? Keep them safe? Protect them from men like Zod?" Faora feigned concern, "I want to help. Together, you and I could rule this world. We could keep it safe! I had to take out my other crew members," she started cry to appeal to his emotions, "they all wanted to destroy Earth. If I hadn't of stopped them... But now, Kal-El, you and I are the last remaining survivors of Krypton. Fate brought us together for this very reason." She lowered the glass between them and walked up to him, pressing her body against his.
He could feel the warmth of her body against his. He had that feeling again. He knew this was right. He and this woman could protect the world. She hovered her lips above his. He was trying to think of Lois Lane. He had quickly fallen for her, but this woman was all that and so much more. While they both were strong and independent, Faora was vastly superior to Lois. "Just do it, Kal-El. Do it and become mine." She moved her lips to touch his, and within seconds, his were on hers. His lips crashed down onto hers as they erupted into a fit of passion. Faora could not wait for what was going to happen next. And it would only be the beginning.