Infectious Lass aka Drura Sehpt was minding her own business in the library despite it being closed to the public due to the viral outbreak. She had pale skin, a light blue birthmark that wrapped around her eyes like a facial mask, light purple hair, and a slender physique. On her forehead were two small antennas. She wore a conservative dark green outfit and on her right hand was a Vindicator ring. She was from the planet, Somahtur.

"Hey, you can't be here. It's curfew," a cop said to her aiming his flashlight on her.

Drura kept reading her book on human diseases ignoring the cop. "Alright, lass, you're coming with me," the cop said impatiently with a thick Scottish accent.

Drura eyed the cop unconcernedly until he tried to handcuff her. She immediately fought the cop off with hand-to-hand combat skills. The two struggled between the bookcases with Drura striking the cop to the throat as she threw his handcuffs across the floor. The cop then pushed Drura to the floor. Drura grabbed a thick book, slammed it against the cop's crotch, and then punched the book hard devastating the cop. She then slammed the book in the cop's face. The cop grabbed a hold of Drura and slammed her against the bookcases. He then kicked her to the floor.

Drura got back up and proceeded to thrash the cop with her book to his head, midsection, and arm as the cop tried to restrain her. She expertly dislocated his wrist, shattered his body armor, and then hit him hard to the head repeatedly with her book. Drura finally slammed the cop down on a table knocking him out. Drura then respectfully placed her book back on the shelf.

Exiting the library, she found the streets of Metropolis mysteriously empty of people. Shrugging, she made her way to the Metropolis museum and broke inside. Cops were immediately alerted of the break-in and headed over. Drura looked over the display cases while completely in the dark. Her natural night vision allowed her to see everything as if it were day. Six cops scrambled to get up the stairs to get to Drura.

Two of them tried to apprehend Drura getting their handcuffs out. Drura expertly dueled the two cops to the floor and then disarmed them of their pistols. The three quickly made a mess of things as they slammed into the displays shattering the glass. Drura beat back the cops while sliding their pistols across the floor to keep them from using them. The cops then took out their batons. Drura shattered a glass display and took out a saber. With the sword, Drura clashed with the police batons and expertly disarmed them.

One cop tried to hit her with pepper spray only for it to not work on her. Drura disarmed the cop and then sprayed it into his eyes. Another fired his TASER weapon at her only for it to have no effect as it hit her clothes. Four more officers arrived on the scene only to be disarmed and beaten down by the slender-looking young alien female. She dislocated their shoulders, broke arms, and twisted ankles as she disabled them.

A still confused Drura walked out of the museum and found more cops after her. A cop intentionally slammed his car into her. Drura shakily got back up and ran off. A motorcycle cop chased after her.

"Stop, you're violating stay-at-home," the cop yelled at her.

"But I don't have a home," Drura frowned.

She then charged the motorcycle cop, kicked him off his bike, and then commandeered the bike for herself. Several motorcycle cops chased after her. One cop tried to apprehend Drura bike-to-bike. Drura pushed the cop off her where he slammed into a vehicle dropping him. The motorcycle cops then all took out batons and tried to take her down. Drura fought off the cops with one hand on the bike and the other punching or blocking. Drura eventually disarmed a cop of his baton and then started using it against the other cops. As they chased her, motorcycle cops crashed and skidded across the pavement as they were hit.

With more cop cars after her, Drura turned around and went against traffic. Even with traffic being amazingly light due to the pandemic, Drura had to work hard to avoid getting hit by oncoming traffic. She eventually evaded the cops and headed straight towards the underground Wayne Tower parking lot. Pointing her Vindicator ring at the secret passageway, it opened for her. Drura then entered the Bat-cave and skidded to a stop as she reached the command center.

Brainiac 5 eyed her as she got off her stolen cop motorcycle and stumbled her way over to him. "I'd like to see Kara," she said exhaustedly.

"Of course. If you would be so kind as to follow me," Brainiac 5 gestured to the elevator.

The two entered the elevator and reached Kara's office at the top of Wayne Tower. "Please, take a seat. I will inform her that you have arrived," Brainiac 5 said pointing to a couch. "You didn't disappoint. You've caused a great commotion in Gotham upon your arrival," he said dryly.

"How was I supposed to know there was a viral infection keeping everyone at home?" she asked.

"Be it as it may, what are you doing in this time?" Brainiac 5 asked.

"Your past self in the future told me to come to this time without telling me why," she said.

"Ah, that makes sense," Brainiac 5 nodded. "Unfortunately, Kara is predisposed. You can sleep here and see her in the morning."

"Typical. It's because I'm not S-class," Drura figured.

"I assure you, Kara treats every Vindicator like shit," Brainiac 5 reminded her.

"Why haven't I been promoted? I'm still stuck in B-Class," she said annoyed.

"Your skills are limited to a specific area and range," Brainiac 5 said simply.

"Oh really? I could kill off the population of a planet in a matter of months," Drura said, proud of herself.

"And Kara can destroy a planet in seconds," Brainiac 5 said obviously. "Your power over disease is not entirely focused. You can spark the disease but you cannot control it. You're a liability for both sides," he said as he handed her a drink.

"I suppose," Drura said bitterly.

"We, Vindicators, are in the heavenly spheres and those in the ninth sphere should never be envious of those in the higher spheres. Everyone has their place in the great circle of life," Brainiac 5 told her.

"Thanks, Barney. You sponsored me into the Vindicators when everyone rejected me," she said appreciatively.

"You are the rejected stone that shall be the cornerstone," Brainiac 5 assured her.


At Wayne Manor, Kara, Mon, Alex, and Kelly were hanging out under the "stay at home" order in place. The two couples liberally used Obsidian Lenses to get through the boredom. Late that night, the four sat together for a drink in the living room. An advertisement appeared on the TV for Obsidian North.

"Obsidian North is the answer to this crisis. By staying at home, putting on Obsidian lenses, and encouraging others to do the same, you save lives. I'm Supergirl and I approve this message," Supergirl said in the commercial.

"What about those who get lost in the program?" Alex asked concernedly.

"You mean, like you?" Kara mocked. "Barney will kick them out of the system when that happens."

"I am slightly alarmed that you two appear to be sacking the very program I spent months to develop," Kelly said annoyed.

"Technology is not the enemy. Believe me, in the future, this kind of system is developed even further," Kara assured her.

"Well, I want to thank you again for inviting us to live in this awesome place," Kelly said looking around.

"It was nothing," Kara smiled.

"Even without the Obsidian Lenses, it would take years to get through the library collection," Alex mused.

"One of these days, I'll actually enter that room," Kara smirked.

"How do you feel knowing that Kara is married to you and Bruce Wayne," Kelly asked Mon.

When this 'Bruce Wayne' returns I'll duel him to the death to settle the issue," Mon told her.

Kelly chuckled not realizing he was serious. "So, what have you two been doing in the virtual world?" Kara asked them.

"Well, we've been having romantic walks on the beach and hiking in the jungle on the Castaway program," Alex said.

"And that's it?" Kara asked, hoping for something juicier.

"Pretty much," Kelly agreed.

"Mon and I became humanoid cats and have been making love for hours in the Broadway Cats program," Kara grinned.

"Weird as fuck," Mon shook his head.

"That's bold. Aren't you concerned other users may see what it is that you're doing?" Kelly asked as Alex gave an appalled look.

"Barney has secured our network so no one enters," Kara said.

"Wow, I wasn't aware that could be done," Kelly said impressed.

"When it comes to the virtual, Barney has no limits," Kara said.

"But doesn't that mean that he sees everything we do?" Alex questioned.

"I just assume I am always being watched by him," Kara shrugged.

Brainiac 5 then entered the room and walked up to Kara. "Speak of the Devil," Kara smirked at him.

Brainiac 5 whispered in her ear. "Make her comfortable in the cave. I'll deal with her in the morning," Kara ordered.

"Of course," Brainiac 5 allowed.

"Problem?" Alex asked already in alert-mode.

Kara gave her a haunted smile. "None at all."


DCeased


The next morning, Kara ignored Drura and went on a simulation with Alex. The two appeared digitally in the mainframe room. "I can't believe I let you convince me to do this," Alex sighed.

"I would let you go by yourself but remember what happened last time," Kara said snidely.

"Fuck you, Kara. You were with me and you let me get lost in there while you and Barney kicked my ass," Alex said resentfully.

"Well, that's what you get for talking shit about our dad," Kara excused.

"Do you listen to yourself?" Alex asked dismayed.

"Begin simulation," Kara ordered.

Alex found herself back in her "Super" uniform but this time her body dimensions changed. She was now bigger and heavier than before, her hips became less wide, her breasts flattened, and her face changed to that of her father when he was in his mid-twenties.

Kara, likewise, changed form until she looked similar to a young Jared Leto with Dwayne Johnson's voice. "Who designed this program?" Alex asked with her now male voice.

"Barney took family photos of dad and was able to create a perfect replication," Kara explained.

"So, what am I doing in this simulation?" Alex asked.

"You're a reporter for the Daily Planet and you're basically Superman," Kara said as a civilian suit appeared over her super-suit.

"And what will you be doing?" Alex asked.

"Oh, I'm your boss," Kara smirked.


VR

Kara entered the Daily Planet and looked out her office window enjoying the view of skyscrapers and busy streets below her. In this virtual world, there was no pandemic. Alex awkwardly entered the office and felt self-conscious about her appearance.

"Lane, Kent, get your asses in my office," Kara ordered.

Alex pointed to herself. "Yes, you," Lois rolled her eyes at her.

Lois and Alex entered Kara's office. "Is this a hire a joke? No offense but this Smallville hack has no business being at the Daily Planet," Lois said scornfully.

"Clark is complex and cool," Kara said giving Alex a fistbump.

"I had to work my ass off these last ten years and now you're partnering me up with this novice?" Lois asked outraged.

"Lois, if only you were a man you would have risen to the top quicker," Kara said dismissively.

"That's sexist," Lois accused.

"It's the nineties. It's okay," Kara said.

Kara exited her office and addressed all the reporters. "Listen up! We're a new company with a new name, a company our readers can trust. A news organization that is the most embedded with the people of this city. What we're going to do is this: We're going to give them honest unbiased reporting and gain their trust. Once we've suckered them in, we unload the bullshit. We start making shit up, using anonymous sources, and creating outrageous headlines. That's where the money is. By the time all these other legit newspapers find out about it, it will be too late."

The entire room applauded except for Alex and Lois. "Next on the agenda is our weekly debauchery. I have offered my lovely assistant, Eve Tesschmacher, ten-thousand dollars to shave her head! Let's give her a round of applause."

Eve awkwardly sat down and had another male employee shave her head as everyone chanted and clapped. "And Eve is going to use this ten-thousand-dollar to get herself some breast implants. She's already a C but now she wants Double Ds," Kara said to everyone.

"Isn't this the greatest news organization or what?" Kara said excitedly as she was applauded.

"This is so chauvinist," Lois chided.

"Lois, I have always been an equal opportunity offender," Kara reminded her. "Let the band come in!" she shouted.

A band of shirtless men in their boxers then entered the newsroom playing trumpets, trombones, and drums. Suited men in tuxedos then entered the office with champagne glasses on platters. "Thank you," Kara smiled at one of them as she took a glass.

"I'm good," Alex said awkwardly as they passed by her.

A dozen playboy bunnies then entered the office and then started kissing in front of all the men. "Partake, they're all yours," Kara said to her men referring to the playboy bunnies.

Kara then noticed Eve with her shaved head. "Computer: Increase Eve Tesschmacher's breast size from C to DD," she ordered.

Eve's breast size immediately got larger much to her surprise. "Nice," Kara smiled. "Lois, are you aware that I have the largest cock in the room?"

"I doubt that," Lois said unimpressed.

"Computer: Increase Lois' naivety by 100 percent," Kara ordered.

"Well, good for you," Lois said changing her tune.

"Envious?" Kara asked her.

"Of course not," Lois lied. "Now, are you actually going to give me an assignment or not?"

"Fine, investigate...the space program or some shit," Kara allowed.

"Come on, Smallville," Lois said taking Alex away with her.

"Where are we going?" Alex asked cluelessly.

"We're interviewing Dr. Baines to see if maybe sabotage was involved. And let's get something straight: I did not work my ass off as an investigative reporter just to babysit some hack from nowhere. You are not working with me, you are working for me. I call the shots. I ask the questions. You are no one. I am the shit and that's the way I like it."

"Lois, you're acting like a real...," Alex said and then stopped herself realizing she still looked like a man.

"Like what?" Alex dared.

"Like a real professional," Alex said awkwardly as all the men made out with the playboy bunnies, drank champagne, and started snorting cocaine off their desks. "Look, you like to be on top. I get it," Alex said knowingly.

"Don't push me, Kent. You are way out of your league," Lois told her off.


VR

Lois and Alex made their way to NASA headquarters via taxi and interviewed Dr. Baines, a hot blond scientist. "Yes, it was quite a shock, a total cluster-fuck. Captain Latterman was one of our best and hottest. I actually slept with him the night before even though he had a wife and three kids," Dr. Baines said.

"What's being done to investigate the cause of the explosion?" Lois asked.

"That's not really what we do here. I mean, shit happens," Dr. Baines shrugged.

"Can we take a look at the wreckage?" Lois pressed.

"Sorry, no press allowed," Dr. Baines frowned.

"No exceptions?" Alex questioned.

Dr. Baines looked at Alex with thirsty eyes and smiled. "I'll see what I can do."

"Great," Alex said pleased.

"Let me know if I can be of any other assistance," Dr. Baines said looking straight at Alex.

"Thanks," Alex said obliviously.

Lois and Alex walked around the facility towards the exit. "Well, she seemed cooperative and attractive, young for a person in her position," Alex commented.

"Typical male reaction," Lois said unimpressed.

"Come on, she's the NASA director while in her thirties. That's pretty damn impressive for any one man or woman," Alex countered.

"Just because she's okay-looking and wants to suck your dick doesn't mean she's being truthful," Lois said.

"I didn't say anything about her honesty. It would take a good interrogation to know for sure," Alex said.

"Let me guess, you want to go on a date with her, get her drunk, have sex with her, and hope she tells you everything you want to know, like James Bond?" Lois asked derisively.

"That's kind of cynical. Sometimes, that actually works," Alex said referring to Hank.


VR

Meanwhile, Kara was on her yacht at the docks wearing white pants and a white collared shirt. "Welcome aboard," Kara said pleasantly to a few MPD officers. "Welcome to the Kara."

"Detective Maggie Sawyer," she introduced herself.

"I've heard so much about you, detective," Kara smiled.

"Your message said you wanted to meet privately," Maggie said awkwardly as swimsuit models were all over the deck.

"I figured having so many beautiful women in one place would boost your morale," Kara smiled.

Maggie gave Kara an impatient look. "Alright, get the girls off my boat," she ordered her obviously gay captain. He gave Kara a disgusted look and then cleared the deck.

"You hungry? I got pasta, shrimp, lobster, any booze an alcoholic like yourself could want," Kara offered.

"The MPD doesn't allow us to drink while at sea," Maggie shot down.

"Ever been on a boat like this?" Kara asked.

"Sure, with my dad, before he disowned me," Maggie said bitterly.

"So, why are you investigating me? I know I can be a little unorthodox and loud but I'm just a guy trying to make a living," Kara said. "I mean, shouldn't you be going after real criminals?"

"To be fair, this case got dropped on my desk," Maggie excused.

"You should look into the other news organizations. That guy, Roger Ailes, at Fox News is corrupt as fuck," Kara said knowingly. "I got the information."

"Glad to hear it," Maggie smiled.

"Here's my card. You call me up whenever you want to," Kara offered.

There was an awkward pause between them. "Maggie, how much you making these days, 50, 60k, I imagine," Kara asked.

"Something like that," Maggie evaded.

"You know, it pisses me off that cops, fire-fighters, nurses, teachers, and soldiers are being paid so little while I'm making millions doing literally nothing at my desk," Kara said.

"Well, that's capitalism," Maggie sighed.

"That's government," Kara corrected. "Deregulate all of these agencies and privatize them and your salary would go through the roof. But, I don't have control over this world...yet. So, in the meantime, I try to give back to you guys. You know, I could change your life, Maggie, within a day."

"I imagine you can...change someone's life in just a day," Maggie agreed, referring to her break-up with Alex. "Are you trying to bribe me?" she asked finally.

"Bribe? No, just a gratuity for your service," Kara backtracked.

"It sounded like a bribe," Maggie said unconvinced.

"You know what I'm sick of, having to explain to people how much I deserve, what I'm wearing, and whether my good ideas and power moves are really mine. I mean, I'm a Man!" Kara ranted.

"Oh, in that case, we'll get the fuck off your boat," Maggie said suddenly changing her demeanor.

"Not so fast. Get rid of your boys so we can have some fun below deck," Kara enticed.

"I'm actually gay," Maggie revealed.

"Computer: Change Maggie's sexual orientation from gay to straight," Kara ordered.

"I'd love to," Maggie said correcting herself.

"Making sweet love to my sister's Lesbian ex is going to feel pretty weird. I can only hope it's weirder for you," Kara said to her.

"Oh, it will be," Maggie smiled.

After Kara finished with Maggie within five minutes, she got dressed and did a victory lap inside the ship receiving high-fives from her all-male boat crew.


VR

At the Daily Planet, Alex noticed a much younger Cat Grant approach her. "Cat Grant?" Alex wondered.

"It would appear my reputation precedes me. I know what it's like to be new in town. I'd be willing to show you around," Cat offered.

"That's very nice of you, Cat. Maybe after work," Alex said naively.

"It's a date," Cat said walking off.

"A date?" Alex wondered.

Lois gave Alex an unimpressed look. "I don't suppose you have a tux. My date for Lex Luthor's ball called in sick."

"I can get one," Alex said helpfully.

"Good, you're coming with me then," Lois ordered.

"Is this a date?" Alex wondered.

Lois rolled her eyes. "This isn't like Kansas where you invite me to see your parents. No, this isn't a date. This is business. I'm going to land that Lex Luthor interview even if it kills me."

Alex gave her a blank look. "Okay, my mistake. It's just my whole life I've been hit on by men, so I don't always realize it when women do it to me," she admitted.

"Clark Kent, are you trying to say you're gay?" Lois asked surprised.

"I guess I am," Alex said awkwardly.

"Well, you're full of surprises, Smallville. I think we might end up friends, after all," Lois smiled.


Real World

At Wayne Tower, Drura looked out the window bored. "How long is she going to take?" she asked impatiently.

"Kara is very busy with important superhero work at the moment," Brainiac 5 lied.

"Okay, I'm going to go to her," Drura said resolved.

"That's not advisable," Brainiac 5 said but did nothing to stop her.

Drura ignored him and went down to the Bat-Cave. Getting on her stolen police motorcycle, she sped out of the Wayne Tower parking lot. Gotham cops immediately spotted her. "We have a stay-at-home violator," he radioed and then pursued her.

Soon, a fleet of Gotham police cars and a helicopter were on her. Drura navigated the empty streets of Gotham and then tried to evade the police by entering a parking complex. The police pursued her inside. Upon reaching the roof, Drura sped up and leaped off the roof where she landed on an apartment complex. She then leaped onto the roof of a church expertly riding across the roof tiles until she leaped onto the highway. The cops continued to pursue her on the highway. Along the way, two police cars slammed into each other as they tried to stop her. Another slammed into a guardrail and flipped over.

Drura exited the city but the helicopter kept its spotlight on her. A sniper from the helicopter fired on her rear tire. Drura immediately lost control of her bike and skidded across the pavement. The police fleet was now nearly on her.

Suddenly, Mon appeared next to her. "Prince Mon-El, destroyer of worlds, defender of the faith, guardian of the Earth, your humble servant requests sanctuary," Drura said to him.

"Of course," Mon smirked as he brought her back to her feet.

Just as the cops were about to swarm them, Mon and Drura disappeared.


At the Bat-Cave under Wayne Manor, Brainiac 5 treated Drura's wounds with a device that instantly healed her scrapes. "Thank you, again, Prince Mon," Drura said gratefully.

"You are my trump card to ensuring my victory over Kara," Mon said obviously.

Brainiac 5 eyed Mon not surprised. "Now that we are all together, what is my mission?" Dura asked Brainiac 5.

"This is COVID-19," Brainiac 5 said and then injected it into her bloodstream.

"Now what?" Drura asked feeling nothing.

"I need you to develop a weaker form of this virus," Brainiac 5 said to her, desiring a vaccine.

"It's difficult. I can't always control the strength of the virus. I may make something that is even worse," Drura said apprehensively.

"You won't be able to infect anyone while here. We can test your abilities on manufactured human tissue," Brainiac 5 pointed out.

Drura looked over human tissue samples Brainiac 5 would then use to create Model 101 versions of himself. "Well, okay then," she said.


VR

On a stormy cliche night, Alex looked around uncomfortably in a tux the computer program had given her. There was a flash of lightning and then quick thunder as Lex Luthor made his entrance into the ballroom. After a short dance with Lex, Lois decided to snoop around in the study. Alex followed her inside.

"What are you doing?" Alex asked alarmed.

"Being a reporter. You should try it sometime," Lois said snidely.

"I'll have you know I was in charge of the school newspaper and an intern at the Daily Planet during my high school years," Alex said peeved.

"Not impressed," Lois shut her down. "Look around," she ordered as she entered another room.

Alex strolled around the room and looked over Lex's weapon's collection. It was an assortment of old muskets and swords. As she turned around, Lex had an old sword pointed at her throat. Alex fought every instinct to kick his ass right then and there.

"Macedonian," Alex identified.

"Belonged to Alexander the Great. A brilliant practitioner, his strategy was simple: Always seize the high ground," Lex said.

"He learned that from the great ancient warrior, Obiwan Kenobi," Alex mocked.

"It was with this sword that he defeated...," Lex continued.

"Darius the third and was then proclaimed king of Asia," Alex finished for him.

"You surprise me, Mr. Kent. I'm not often surprised," Lex said.

"Hope you don't mind us snooping around," Lois said interrupting. "You have a beautiful home."

"But have you seen the view?" Lex asked showing them his balcony. "I take pride in knowing that everyone has to look up to see me. But let's get back to the party. I have an important announcement to make."

"After you," Alex said dryly as they left the balcony.

Lex then addressed all of his guests. "My friends, we come here tonight for a good cause. Thanks to your generosity, the Luthor house for orphaned children will soon be a reality. But I can't take all the credit. It was my lovely fiancee's idea: Kara Danvers," Lex introduced.

Alex gave a WTF look as Kara joined Lex and shared a kiss. Alex noticed an NPC patch on Kara's neck and then calmed down. "Thank you. As you know, I've dedicated my life to changing lives. I have decided to invest in a privately-owned space station. I give you space-station, Luthor. Feast your eyes on this engineering marvel, the flagship to a new age in technological advancement. My gift to the future of mankind," Lex said showing a hologram of the space station for all to see.


Real World

The next morning, a portal opened in the air. Cyborg dropped down and fell to the pavement with a thud. "Fuck!" he cursed as he landed.

Automatically, Cyborg connected to the Internet releasing the anti-Life equation virus onto cyberspace. New Yorkers gathered around Cyborg and began to take pictures with their smartphones. The virus then spread through Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and all forms of social media. Cyborg immediately became aware of what was happening and tried to disconnect himself from the Internet but it was too late.

As soon as they were infected, the New Yorkers scratched and tore at their faces as they resisted the virus. After a few seconds, they became slaves to the virus and started attacking others as if they were zombies. Cyborg looked around positively spooked as the zombies started spreading out looking for more victims.

"Well...shit," Cyborg muttered.

Superman flew around Metropolis and noticed mobs of zombies tearing at their bodies and clothes, destroying cars, and starting fires. "Lois, Jon," Superman said putting his priorities in order by ignoring the outbreak and flying to his apartment.

At Lois and Clark's apartment, Jon and Damien were playing videogames while Lois searched for her buzzing smartphone. "Where the fuck is my phone?" Lois asked tearing apart the couch.

"Damien, you should be able to find it. You're the son of a super-detective, right?" Jon said distracted by the game.

"Yeah, but you got X-ray vision," Damien deflected.

"That's a good point," Jon allowed.

There was a long awkward pause. "Jon, where is my damn phone?" Lois demanded of her teenage son.

Jon sighed and looked around for it. "It's right here," he said seeing it behind a fruit bowl. He reached for it only for a heat vision beam to slice through the window and blast the phone to bits. "Holy fuck!" Jon said as he put out the flames on his hand.

Another heat vision beam hit the TV completely destroying it. Damien was thrown to the floor by the blast. "Really?" Lois said to Superman.

"There's a virus that is spreading via social media. No TV, phone, computers, or anything that can connect to the Internet allowed," Superman told her.

"We could have just turned it off," Lois rolled her eyes.

"I couldn't take the chance," Superman said super-serious.

"Great, so how are we going to contact others to keep them from getting sick?" Lois asked.

Superman thought long and hard about this. "Darn," he realized.


Author's Notes: Drura aka Infectious Lass is an obscure Legion character from the future. Kara and Alex's simulation is the Pilot episode of Lois and Clark with a little of Taylor Swift's "I'm the Man" music video and Wolf of Wallstreet added in. The DCeased comic book is also featured in this 4 parter. This episode is meant to show how Kara and Alex deal with masculinity. Kara indulges in its excesses showing that toxic masculinity is not just reserved for men. Alex takes a more responsible honorable route. In this regard, the message of Taylor Swift's music video is dissected. Kara interprets the song to mean that women should be allowed to be just as despicable as men which is a parody corruption of the song's true meaning, IMO. Alex interprets the song to mean that men and women should both stop being toxic.