Prologue

Looking down at the crowded streets of Metropolis, The Blur stood with his hands at his side, silent and listening. He was high up on the roof of the Daily Planet, looking upon the city, his ears ready to pick up the slightest disturbance. The man stood with an air authority. He lived for a single purpose. His destiny was protecting the world and his name was Clark Kent.

Deep beneath the surface of the earth, a single cry came ringing. It echoed but went unheard. The naked man struggled, trying desperately to breath. But he need not breathe, for he is not a man but a beast; a specimen, a collection of various monsters, an animal with an unquenchable thirst for blood. His purpose: to bring about the destruction of the world. His name was Davis Bloome, and his destiny was Doomsday…