Chapter Three: Information
Through the glass of the rearview mirror, Lieutenant Smith watched the lights of Central City mitigate to nothing more than a tiny sparkle as his truck sped down the dirt path toward the outskirts. Dark trees lined the dirt path, and the darkness of the skies grew heavier as the truck distanced itself from the hysteric lights of the city. He could feel his fingers tingle with excitement as he pressed the accelerator, eager to start his weekly hobby…
"Are we there yet baby?" Smith felt one of the prostitutes' hands slowly move across his chest and down toward his pants. Every weekend for the lieutenant was measured by the amount of panties that his newest whores had left in the back of his truck. After he'd have his fun, he would return to his wife, which would be another night of screams and insults.
"Don't worry. We'll be there in a sec." The lieutenant replied, winking at the three women through the rearview mirror. The three women giggled girlishly. Smith turned his attention back toward the windshield, and he immediately slammed his foot on the break. The truck screeched to a halt, and the prostitutes screamed as they jolted forward. The headlights cast a white light against a man of some sort standing in the road. His crimson eyes glowed through the darkness while the grayness skin blended into it.
"Hey ugly, how about you stay out of the way?" Smith yelled through the window. Darkseid slammed his fist into the hood of the car. The metal wrapped around his fist as it effortlessly smashed the engine of the car. The women in the truck screamed as Darkseid reared closer toward the driver-side window of the car. Smith quickly reached for his gun and stepped out of the car, but a quick omega beam blasted the gun out of his hand. Darkseid grabbed Smith by the collar and lifted him into the air. The glowing red of his eyes glimmered in Smith's eyes.
"You obviously have no respect, little man. Someone should really teach them to you. I'll be the first candidate for those lessons." Darkseid said with a wicked smile curved on his lips. His eyes glowed an even brighter red.
"Please, don't hurt me!" Smith cried.
"I'm looking for information a certain stone. You wouldn't know where I could find it, would you?" Darkseid asked.
"You mean the Philosopher's Stone?" Lieutenant Smith asked.
"Something along those lines." Darkseid replied.
"Central City is just a couple of miles down the road. You'll find all of the information you need there." Smith quickly said.
"Thank you for the information." Darkseid replied, releasing Smith. The lieutenant fell to the ground abruptly, and he quivered as Darkseid moved past him. Darkseid began walking toward the city, but then stopped in his tracks.
"Oh, I almost forgot. For your information, I'm going to give you a nice reward in exchange for all of your help. It is something I will not give anyone else in this planet." Darkseid said, turning around.
"What?" Smith asked fearfully.
"A quick death…" Darkseid replied. A shrill scream escaped Smith, immediately stopping after a bright flash of light met his body…
