Trunks grunted as he slowly opened his eyes, he made a move to move his arms but immediately regretted it, pain shot throughout the Saiyan's mind and body, he was suddenly and painfully reminded of his previous fight.

"M-m-mus-must-" But soon fell unconscious again.

"Well, it seems like our friend has finally opened his eyes after a week of his comatose state, your regenerative capabilities far exceed that of a human and your cells, your muscle tissue…everything is stronger than it was, were you breed for battle? You looked like a bag of burned meat, now you look somewhat human, judging by the fact that I never exposed you to sunlight yet your alive and healing at this rate means you are not Kryptonian" Said Lex as he walked next to Trunks who was lying on a medical bed. "Your DNA is truly something else my friend, the only DNA that compares to yours in complexity is Kryptonian" Said Lex as he spoke to the unconscious Trunks.

"Doctor" Said Lex as he turned to face the doctor he hired.

"Yes Mr Luthor?" Asked the doctor.

"Keep him sedated, I don't think he wants to be awake when I dig in his head to see what makes him tic" Said Lex as he smirked. "Our friend will liberate the human race from Heroes and Aliens once he has served his purpose I will liberate him from life" Said Lex as he turned and left.

The doctor watched Lex leave before sighing. 'He is just as crazy as the last time he hired me…maybe a little more'

Trunks opened his eyes to find himself within the walls of his mind.

He looked around, ironically his mindscape looked exactly like a battle damaged city, he walked up to a broken down car before sitting on the bonnet. 'Not exactly how I expected things to end' Thought Trunks as he clenched his fist in anger as the thought of Beerus appeared in his mind.

'Father…Goku…what would you have done?' Wondered Trunks. 'How would you have approached him?' Thought Trunks before sighing, not much he can do about it now.

Lex returned not to long after in surgical clothes ready to dissect Trunks's brain, he walked up to Trunks before grinning.

"Bring the advanced BrainChip" Said Lex as he got ready.

Lex stood for hours working on Trunks, he wouldn't trust anyone else with this project, making sure to turn him into an empty shell at the end of it all he smirked. "Perfect, now he has to heal and once he does, oh I can't even explain what will happen, once he wakes ill see what he is truly capable of"

Trunks opened his eyes for the second time since he crash landed. He looked around to see an empty room with one door in the corner before looking down, his body has finally healed.

"That took long" Said Trunks as he tried to get up to find he was cuffed to the bed.

"My-my, you took quite a long time to finally open your eyes my boy" Said Lex as he entered the room.

Trunks looked up to him. "Who are you?" Asked Trunks, his instincts telling him something isn't right.

"My name is Alexander Luthor, but you can call me Lex" Said Lex as he walked up to Trunks. "Who might you be?" Asked Lex.

"My name is Mirai…where am I?" Asked Trunks before he tried to move his arm again lifting it lightly.

Lex raised an eyebrow at that. "You are at my lab, you see roughly two weeks ago, I came across your…body" Said Lex. "In the desert all burnt and on deaths door" Said Lex as Trunks realized.

"Beerus!" As he looked to Lex. "Let me go or the earth will be destroyed" Said Trunks as Lex raised an eyebrow.

"Earth will be destroyed?" asked Lex as Trunks nodded.

"The God of Destruction has his eyes on earth and I'm the only one capable of stopping him" Said Trunks as he tried to move his arm forcefully before sitting upwards, he was about to jump off the bed when his arms got pulled back forcefully.

"What is this!?" Asked Trunks as Lex chuckled.

"Whoever this Beerus is, I'll deal with him when the time comes" Said Lex. "But for now the first time you moved your arms they were being pulled down by ten tons so when they lifted the weight multiplied by ten leaving you with hundred tons to hold you down but that was meaningless when you just got up like they weren't there so it multiplied by ten again, you think you can move again?" Said Lex with a smirk.

Trunks looked down at the cuffs before frowning. "What do you want?" Asked Trunks as Lex chuckled. "Straight to the point I guess" As he got serious. "I want to see the limits of your power" Said Lex before Trunks frowned.

"What could you possibly do with the limits of my power?" Asked Trunks as he narrowed his eyes.

"You see I have implanted a mind control device in your head and I would like to see if I didn't waste one hundred million dollars on you by placing it there" Said Lex as Trunks clenched his teeth.

"You think you can control me!?" Asked Trunks as he started to lift his arms again before it dropped down again, this time Trunks clenched his jaw before a light breeze started to pick up in the lab and his arms started to rise yet again before they were pulled down, Trunks yelled in frustration as his aura violently burst into life launching Lex into the wall.

The wind was moving at roughly fifty kilometers an hour before lightning started to spark around him, he glanced up to Lex before smirking, his eyes flashed teal, he was about to transform and push with all his strength before Lex yelled. "Activate the chip!"

Trunks felt the cuffs start to lift but immediately felt a splitting headache as he felt his power slip away from him.

Lex watched as the winds died down and started to laugh as Trunks lost consciousness. "I captured myself a God! Superman is a dead man!" Yelled Lex as he walked out of the room before he walked to a console and starting typing.

'He lifted one hundred thousand tons, judging by his expression he was about to hope off the bed when his eyes flashed to a different color'

"Ok, let's wake him up and see what this zombie like state looks like that" Said Lex as one of the scientists spoke.

"Sir…it looks like when he was trying to get up the sky darkened and lightning struck the building frying some of the circuits" Said the scientist as Lex sighed.

"Must I do everything myself!" Said Lex as he walked over to the other console before digging around the back of it and the power burst back into life.

"All you needed to do was swap five different cables" Said Lex as he walked back to his console.

"Are you ready now?" Asked Lex with a raised eyebrow, if anyone said no he would kill them and they knew it so Lex started up his side.

'Seems like he can also cause the sky to change and become upset, that's a good thing and a bad thing, good thing because he is very powerful so chances of him killing Superman is higher and bad news because any Kryptonian with half a brain will be able to realize that storms don't appear out of nowhere, I have to finish up here, I guess I have about ten minutes before either Superman or Supergirl arrive so I have to get going.'

Lex stood there typing in the necessary start up codes and uploading them to Trunks's BrainChip.

"Ok that should do" Said Lex as he turned to the scientists. "Unless you want to be caught by Superman or Supergirl, I suggest leaving now" Said Lex as he turned to leave.

"But what about the subject" Asked one of the scientists.

Lex grinned. "What about him? He will stay here and greet who ever walks in this room with deadly force" As he walked into a secret passage. "Good luck" Laughed Lex before disappearing.

The scientists made a run for it before they ran into a passage and vanished.

Lex walked as he thought 'Well now that I have uploaded the necessary codes, he will attack anything and everything in sight but will attack anyone wearing a superhero suit…especially red and blue, once that is done he will attack buildings before I confirm the Justice League and the Kryptonians are gone and then I will shut him down by frying his brain, leaving Lex Corp to help the world recover and make a fortune, it's a win-win situation on so many levels' Lex sat quietly for a short while before a thought crossed his mind. 'Beerus? Who is that? Clearly this Mirai was worried about this person but not in a caring way, the killing intent in his voice was evident, perhaps he or she is the reason why Mirai was in such a state, they must have fought and the result in their battle must have launched him through a rip in space or the result of their clash caused the fabric of reality to warp a clash between Gods can cause a tear to appear, in this case Mirai was too weak to stop himself from falling in, clearly Mirai is not from this world, if he was, I would have known about him much sooner, but I guess it's good that I found him first or the League would have' Lex rubbed his temple, that was a lot of speculating, he deduced at least sixty percent of that was correct.

Lex grinned as he got into his limo and drove off. 'Mirai…whoever you are, thank you for falling into my hands so comfortably'

Lex laughed before he noticed that his driver had been throwing glances at him with a confused look. "Oh don't mind me, I caught myself a God, be ready to work for the most powerful man in the world" Said Lex as the driver just nodded.

"Of course sir" Said the driver.

The sugary, snow white whip cream still clung to the side of Kara's lip when she started to speak, droning on about how she'd finally found enough incriminating evidence about Lex to burst into his estate and take him down for good. Barbara was actually rather impressed by it, because as Kara began to rant about why it shouldn't have taken Supergirl so long, and why it was unreasonable that Superman hadn't caught on by that point, she was a surprisingly talented speaker.

But Barbara could hardly take her serious with the whipped cream on her lip and cheek.

"What's so funny? You couldn't have done it faster."

I probably could have.

"It's nothing," she lifted her hand to wipe the cream away. "You can keep going."

But in the buzzing streets of Metropolis, the sounds of business and pleasure bled together, and Kara's voice was lost to gasps and exclamations of wonder and fear and confusion. All directed at a suspiciously generic-looking villainous manifestation of dark, threatening clouds in the sky. Though it didn't rain, the winds picked up quickly, and the atmosphere suddenly weighed heavily on her, the grey-black clouds above crackling with crimson lightning and booming with thunder.

"Barbara, come on!" Kara pulled her along, through the crowds of awestruck and fearful people, who had all but come to a complete halt until two of the many red bolts, which moments earlier had merely taunted the world below with their crimson glow, now fell full force upon the earth. A quick, split-second two-shot. One before the other, the bolts struck a lightning rod and a power grid. The latter, only an assumption, Barbara guessed due to momentary lack of lights in windows and the flickering of street lights.

By that point, people were running away from the eye of the storm, which was directly above… Lex's Estate…

"Barbara!" The blonde's voice cut through the wind, almost distorting in the lashing tides of air which whipped her hair around effortlessly and made it hard for Barbara to stand upright. "Are you okay?"

"I'm alright!" She shielded her face with her arm as they continued the trek up to the Estate, which was too quiet once the wind calmed. The sky above still cracked and groaned, and the voice within her pressed her to turn and run while she still had the chance.

Something wasn't right…

Neither she nor Kara had stripped down to their costumes, but the blonde still wrapped an arm around her waist and jumped up and over the gate, landing rather lightly on the grass. They were apart immediately, and running as quietly as they could up toward the Estate. Ducking around hedges and statues and looking out for guards who Kara was adamantly telling her weren't there, they made it up to the huge oak doors at the front with no trouble.

But the gnawing feeling in the back of her mind that something bad was about to happen never fully lifted itself from her person. In fact, it seemed to have gotten worse.

And Kara punching the doors down didn't ease the tension, either.

The sound echoed loudly in the otherwise silent foyer, which was, much to Barbara's own discomfort, void of any signs of the maids or butler who should have been present, if Bruce's mansion was anything to go by. It was also free of any guard patrols, which was rather unsettling in its own right.

The blonde was too serious for Barbara's comfort, too, so she could only assume that Kara knew something that she wasn't telling. And, as strongly as she was opposed to that thought, she figured that it would be better to deal with it later. When they weren't very likely waltzing into a death trap.

That thought, though, had began to dissipate by the time that they'd arrived at the last of countless doors, this one, unlike all the others, wasn't locked. The inside of this room was almost unlit, and aside from the single, cloth covered table in the middle and the tools strewn across the shelves lining the walls, there was nothing of note. Though the door on the opposite end of the room was open, and light poured from the entrance into what was either a closet or a storage area.

Kara was the first to step down and into the room which was three steps lower than the hall, and she wasted little time approaching the other door, though she stopped just as a hand came to rest on the door frame from the inside. A young man with light blue and lavender hair stepped into the open doorway, a grey LexCorp jacket over a slightly darker, almost black t-shirt. His eyes lingered for a moment on Kara before shifting up to Barbara. A slight, disinterested look washed over him before he spoke, his voice as even as his face was neutral.

"I'll assume that neither of you are Superman." He stepped down, an almost flame-like golden aura bursting to life around him, the likes of which Barbara had never actually seen for herself. It was actually rather mesmerizing, though the effect was short lived. "So, I'll give you one chance to get out."

"Now you wait just a minute-"

Words were lost to her just as quickly as they came, and in the same split second Kara was between her and the dual-colour haired man. A fist just inches from her face, an arm locked under Kara's shoulder, Barbara could feel the killing intent just radiating off of this man.

"Barbara, go!"

This is bad…

"Barbara! You need to go, now!" Kara's voice cut easily through the fog of thought, and though she wanted no part in the cowardice that she'd be embracing by fleeing, her legs wouldn't stop once they started. Not when what amounted to a tremor which shook the very foundation of the mansion threatened to bring the ceiling down upon her, nor when she reached the fallen door at the front.

Her feet planted themselves firmly into the grass when the lavender-blue haired man appeared, as if from thin air, between her and the gates. An upward punch was met by a field of blonde, and just as they'd come both Kara and the man were once again gone.

As far as she could tell, at least, because she could still almost feel the ground trembling beneath her feet, as though from shockwaves of an unknown source. More likely than not, their battle.

And she didn't know where to go. It was quite clear that this man wouldn't just let her leave, and so she'd have no choice but to fight. But… what could she really contribute…

"Why are you still here, Barbara?" She pulled her tie loose as she stepped forward, discarding it as quickly as she did her singed jacket and skirt, leaving nothing but the navy-blue spandex with her and Clark's signature "S" emblazoned across the chest. Strangely enough, her cape was absent, though it didn't seem like she cared much, either that or she just didn't notice it.

"I didn't come here to watch you strip," the man's voice called, Barbara spinning to the sound to find the he looked… different in his own right. The lavender and blue streaked hair was whipping with the upward current of his blue and golden aura, and as he wiped blood from his lip with the back of his hand she noted that his blue eyes were now much closer to cyan.

"But, I'm not disappointed."

The blonde passed by Barbara as she approached her blond opponent, flipping her hair over her shoulder. A cluck of her tongue, "Guess that makes two of us."

Kara crossed the distance in an instant, and was straddling the blue-haired man in the next, pummeling him in a frighteningly vicious manner until he was gone, though by the time Barbara noticed, Kara had also disappeared. She looked around and upward before the ground burst before her, the blonde falling onto the rogue warrior's chest with a knee.

It was madness…

How Bruce fought alongside these types of people, she'd never understand. There was no way she could contribute to this type of fight, and watching Kara grab the man by the ankle and lift him from the dirt didn't strengthen her resolve much.

The woman reeled before slamming him back into the ground. Not once, nor twice, but three times before her boot finally fell on his chest, her eyes glowing crimson as she looked down on him.

"Kara, stop!"

She looked over to the other woman, who had been on the sidelines for the last few minutes. The sensation of pulsing heat receded and her vision sharpened. "Barbara, if we don't kill him, he'll just come back." She said, lifting her fists to her hips. "I mean, I could take this one any day. But if he could you alone? Oh boy. That'd be bad." A chuckle left her lips, but she silenced it when her foot fell on the ground.

Stepping to the side, she lifted her off hand and felt a quiver pass over her when his fist struck her forearm. A second fist buried itself in her gut, and in the momentary incoherence he moved before her, an open hand bearing some strange energy. It may have been rather unorthodox of her, but as she had little intent to die she did the first thing that came to mind.

And in what felt like an instant, she was far enough away that she could see the explosion, and a plume of smoke and dust that rose up from the manor where it had occurred. She released Barbara's wrist and moved in front of the human woman. At her back, she could hear Barbara swearing under her breath while she fumbled with a handgun.

She didn't know where the ginger kept her arms, but it would probably be safer not to ask about it.

Her eyes lifted as a figure burst from above the plume, looking around for a moment before his attention turned down toward them. A smirk on his face, almost taunting in its nature, when his eyes met hers.

"May Rao have mercy on you," she lowered herself slightly before dashing up to him as he started toward them, meeting him halfway there. Blow for blow he met her, and each time he moved to blitz her she was forced back on the defensive. He was certainly fast, though not as fast as Kal, much less herself. But he was strong. Far too strong to be some random who'd only just shown up. He was a born and bred fighter, and had plenty of training and experience under his belt. That much was quite obvious.

He caught her leg, though not before it slammed into his side, and spun her in the air despite it. Dizziness didn't come easily to a Kryptonian, but the sheer speed of it was enough to bring the gut-twisting to even her. Once released, she couldn't shake the disorientation off until she'd passed through three or four skyscrapers. Halting in mid-air, she patted her cheeks repeatedly, shaking her head just as furiously.

Lex's… friend… was flying down to her, and she'd be ready this time.

When he vanished, simply disappearing from sight, she held her breath and listened. For just a moment. Listened for the whoosh which gave him away, and the back of her hand met some part of him. She wasn't entirely sure where she'd hit him, only that she had.

Her back fell against the nearest car when, for the second time that day, the ground burst a bit too near to her for comfort. She cocked the pistol gripped in her left hand with her right, moving around to the back of the car and peeking out. For a moment, she considered going out to see if he was really down this time, but he floated up and out of the cavity looking little more that surprised as he rubbed his jaw.

Quickly as she may have ducked back behind the car, he clearly still saw her. The flipping car let her know, and unfortunately for her she wasn't quite as strong as Bruce, and so assumed that even if she did try to catch the car it would just crush her. But if she was going to die, she'd at least try to save herself.

The car was a lot lighter than it looked…

"Gods dammit, Barbara, do I have to do everything myself-"

The full weight of the car fell onto her hands when Kara flickered and vanished. Her arms trembled, and a throbbing pain began to immediately will her arms toward giving up. Her knee nearly touched the ground as her feet slipped backwards, and after what felt like hours the weight was abruptly lifted. As soon as it was gone, though, both her knees slammed onto the concrete.

Metal grinded above her head when a duo of red boots manifested before her.

"On your feet, Barbara!"

And again she was gone, but it was clear that their fight continued. Shockwaves cracked windows and kicked up dust, and threw her hair to the side with each burst of wind. But she forced herself back up and onto her feet, relying more on the adrenaline which would probably wear off in a matter of minutes.

Move…

She did, though not as fast as she wanted to. Gun still in hand, she pressed onward until the pain returned in full swing.

Barbara leaned against the brick wall at her side, panting quietly as a haze clouded her vision. "Shit…" she spoke stiffly, sliding down to the ground and listening to the too-close battle taking place. Listening, at least, until the cool touch of the ground was lost, and a pair of arms lifted her.

A Note From iPoly

I'm glad to see that the FF reviews' section is as lively as always. Honestly, I'd thought that this little project between Percival and I would go under the radar. But, as you've made it this far, I'll assume that you lot are at least a little interested in our collaboration, and both of us thank you so sincerely! The updates would be faster, but if any of you have read any of my fanfictions, you'd know that I take forever to get around to updating.

Truth be told, I struggle keeping Percival's pace. But don't tell him that~

A Note From Percival

This isn't dead, It's still very much alive, and yes this is a collaboration between iPoly and myself so all the writing cannot be completely credited to me, if you do not know iPoly I suggest you do, great writer, if you like what you read, leave a review saying so, just comment in general.