Author's Notes: Episodes 7x08 (Devil's Advocate) and 7x09 (End of Days) run concurrently with each other.
Vatican City-Six Months Ago
At the Vatican, Pope Barney I entertained several Catholic cardinals and Orthodox patriarchs concerning the recent appearance of a comet. A priest abruptly entered the room, knelt down, and kissed Brainiac 5's ring. "Your Holiness, excuse me. Under the sign, the eye of God is upon us," the priest said urgently.
"You mean the moon being an eye and the comet appearing as an eyebrow?" Brainiac 5 asked.
"Exactly, Your Holiness," the priest said.
Brainiac 5 simply stared at the superstitious priest. "Well, okay then," he relented. "When will the Anti-Christ be conceived?"
"According to the prophecy, it will be February 22nd, 2022," the priest said.
"Why not February 22nd, 2222?" Brainiac 5 asked.
"We'll all be dead by then. We must not take any chances, Your Holiness," the priest insisted.
The cardinals and patriarchs eyed Brainiac 5 on what he would do. "Send emissaries across the world to find birth records for all children born in Europe or America during the fall months," he allowed.
"Why only search there?" one cardinal asked. "Why not Latin America, Africa, or Asia?"
"The Anti-Christ will most definitely be white," Brainiac 5 said condescendingly.
The cardinals and patriarchs all nodded their heads to the obvious truth of this. "What then after the child has been found?" the priest asked.
"The child must be killed!" Cardinal Enrique Maxwell shouted, standing up.
"Not without due process. Have faith that I will stamp out any Anti-Christ that reveals themselves. The Kingdom of God on Earth that you have built and preserved for two thousand years will not be prevailed upon," Brainiac 5 ruled.
"If we do nothing and the End of Days comes upon us, we will be held morally responsible for it. You may not have a soul but we do," Enrique said boldly.
"Keep your friends close but your enemies closer. We will protect the child, allow him to grow, and when he reveals himself for who he is, we will terminate him with cause. But if we strike now without knowing, without confirmation, the enemy will evade us and slip through our fingers. You are all men of faith. Have faith in my strategy," Brainiac 5 said.
"We believe in God, and we believe that God can bring about the redemption of even the Anti-Christ for we have had many Anti-Christs throughout our history. Simply put, he will join us or die," Brainiac 5 said bluntly. He then turned to the superstitious priest. "Find the child, keep the mother from evil," he ordered.
Enrique frowned and began to conspire to create a squad of militant priests henceforth called the Iscariot Organization.
Adventures of Supergirl 7x09
Metropolis-Present Day
Nia, Maeve, and John Milton sat down for dinner at a fancy restaurant. "I'm so glad you agreed to do this, Nia. Pregnancy, birth, and maternity leave are going to be really difficult, super inconvenient for me at the university," Maeve said appreciatively.
"I'm just really excited for the both of you and having this experience," Nia smiled.
"You'll be welcome to babysit the child whenever you want," Maeve offered.
"Thanks, Maeve. Barney says I may even be able to breastfeed," Nia said excitedly.
"The wonders of science," John smiled.
Nia eyed a necklace with a goat head and inverted pentagram around John's neck. "Is that?" she questioned.
"The Sigil of Baphomet, it's a symbol associated with the Satanic Church. John and I have been studying all Satanic rituals and symbols," Maeve explained.
"But are you a...," Nia wondered.
"A Satanist? There's nothing alarming about it, Nia. It merely means freedom and liberty to live out our lives without dogmatic rules and regulations," John said.
"But why call yourselves that?" Nia asked.
"It's just a marketing strategy. Don't get too caught up on it," Maeve said, amused by Nia's concern.
"Satan merely means adversary and, in this case, an adversary to oppressive ideas and beliefs that keep us in the dark ages," John said.
"Like God?" Nia figured.
"Nia, do you remember the story of Alice in Wonderland?" Maeve asked condescendingly.
"Sure," Nia nodded.
"The poem on the Walrus and the Carpenter is an indictment against organized religion. The Walrus represents either Buddha or the elephant god, Ganesha. The Carpenter is an obvious reference to Jesus Christ. So, there you have the eastern and western religions. Now, in the poem, what do you they do? They dupe all of these oysters into following them and then proceed to devour them. I don't know about you but what it says to me is that following these faiths with these mythological figures ensures the destruction of one's inner being," Maeve said passionately.
"Damn," Nia said stunned. "Do you feel that way against our own Naltorian gods?"
"Just these human gods they've come up with that have justified racism, sexism, homophobia, and transsexualism," Maeve pointed out.
"Couldn't agree with you more," John seconded.
Nia gave them both uncertain looks. "This isn't scaring you off, is it?" Maeve asked concernedly.
"No, of course not. It's your right as parents to raise your child however you see fit. I'm just a carrier," Nia said brightly.
"You're more than just a carrier, Nia. You're like a tabernacle for something really special and unique," John said.
"So, when will the conception date be?" Nia asked anxiously.
"We're thinking February 22," Maeve said.
"So soon. Great," Nia nodded.
"A toast," John said as they all clinked wine glasses. John then gave Maeve a passionate romantic kiss while exposing her nipple as he caressed it. Nia looked around wondering if anyone was seeing this. John then sat down and Maeve lifted her dress above her nipple. The couple eyed each other lovingly.
"Well, I have to get back to the hospital," John said taking off.
"He's such a great lover, really passionate," Maeve said to Nia.
"I noticed," Nia said awkwardly.
"So, let me tell you all about it," Maeve said eagerly.
The next morning, John got out of his limo on a particular street when a sniper tried to take him out. Mon-El immediately teleported next to John and shielded him from multiple shots. Mon then pushed John back into his limo and let it drive off. The sniper then took off up the fire escape to the roof. Mon looked around for the sniper; the bullets had gone through his t-shirt but not his Insane armor underneath.
"You have eyes on the sniper?" Mon radioed.
"He's on the roof and trapped," Brainiac 5 radioed.
Mon flew off the ground and landed on the roof where the sniper immediately shot at him. Realizing Mon was impervious to bullets, the sniper threw away his rifle and ran to the other side of the roof presumably to jump off. "We need him alive for questioning," Brainiac 5 radioed.
Mon rolled his eyes and sped towards the sniper and then caught him as he jumped off. The sniper fired a revolver at Mon in the face distracting him. Mon let the sniper go where he fell through a newspaper stand roof. The sniper then ran off down the street and into a closed subway terminal. Mon sped after him and then tracked him down the tracks.
"The thousand years have ended! The Dark Ages have come upon us!" he shouted at Mon.
"Give me an excuse to blow your head off," Mon said creating an energy orb in his hand.
"You don't know what you've done!" the sniper yelled at him.
Mon fired on his legs dropping him. Walking over to him, he disarmed him of his revolver and searched him. He then noticed he was wearing a priest uniform under his homeless clothes. "I'll be damned," Mon said amused.
As the priest was taken away, Maggie Sawyer went up to Mon. "Hey, Mon, it's been a while," Maggie said dryly.
"How have you been, Maggie? Get a new girlfriend?" Mon taunted.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Maggie asked annoyed.
"Just doing my job," Mon smirked.
"Something I have to ask you," Maggie said super-seriously.
"What is it?" Mon asked impatiently.
"You still drinking?" Maggie asked accusingly.
"Every breakfast, lunch, and dinner," Mon replied.
"You said the guy spoke to you," Maggie said looking over his statement.
"Yeah, so what?" Mon asked.
"The guy doesn't have a tongue," Maggie revealed.
"So?" Mon wondered.
"Humans can't speak without a tongue, asshole. So, either you're trolling us...again, or you've lost your damn mind...again," Maggie said annoyed.
"I saved a life today. The fuck'd you do?" Mon asked defensively.
"Make sure this place is secure," Maggie ordered her people as she walked away.
Bored, Mon decided to do some detective work by going to a bar the priest had just been to. After interrogating and threatening the bartender with death, Mon was given an address to where the priest lived, an abandoned building with leaky pipes. Looking around, he found red crosses all over the place. Mon eventually entered the priest's apartment finding it a total mess. On the walls were crosses, bible passages, and statues. Mon then identified the priest's tongue in a jar inside the wall and bloody pliers.
"This is some bullshit," Mon muttered.
Mon then opened the refrigerator only to find an evil black cat inside. Inside a jar, Mon found a picture of Nia. "The plot thickens," he realized.
Suddenly, Maggie and the MPD barged into the apartment with guns blazing. "Nobody move!" Maggie shouted at him.
"It's just me," Mon rolled his eyes.
"How the hell did you find this place?" Maggie asked crossly.
"Lucky guess," Mon mocked. "What did you find out?"
"The priest's name is Thomas Aquinas," Maggie said.
"Really? That sounds like bullshit," Mon doubted.
"It gets better. Barney's informed me he worked at the Vatican as a visionary. He was assigned to St. John's church downtown. Six months ago, he disappeared. The priests there say he had a spiritual crisis," Maggie said.
"I know how to deal with priests," Mon said dangerously and then walked off.
Nia was on the subway minding her own business when a crazy homeless man walked towards her and smiled at her. "Can I help you?" Nia asked disturbed by his demeanor. "You want some money?"
"He's coming for you," the man said to her. "He's coming for you, Nia."
"Can you be more specific?" Nia asked slightly irked by him.
"He's going to fuck you," the man continued. "Can you see him?"
"Thanks for the heads-up but I can see the future. I can take care of myself," Nia said confidently.
"He's coming for you," the man repeated.
"Why? Because I'm trans?" Nia assumed.
The man then shattered into pieces like glass on the subway floor. "Well...that was weird," Nia said as the man disappeared from view.
Mon went home, took off his Insane armor, gurgled some tequila in his mouth, and had some pizza. Upon putting on civilian clothes, he marched his way to St. Peter, Paul, and Mary Cathedral in Metropolis. There, he encountered an elderly bald short priest with glasses, Mon's perfect prey.
"I'm sorry, we're closed," the priest told Mon.
"Excuse me, I have some questions about Thomas Aquinas," Mon said.
"I've already told the police. He was a friend of mine, a colleague, and he had nothing to do with what happened today," the priest said.
"There was no one else on that fire escape. He shot at me. I assure you, his beating was justified," Mon told him.
"Why did he shoot at you?" the priest asked.
"He was shooting at my client," Mon clarified.
"Who's your client," the priest questioned.
"It's not relevant right now," Mon evaded.
"You've been drinking. I've been sober for fourteen years. I can tell," the priest sensed.
"Good for you. I drink every day," Mon said sarcastically. "Who was this priest working for?"
"He was working for God," the priest evaded.
"So, God ordered a hit on a high-class investor?" Mon asked skeptically.
"Yes," the priest said flatly.
"Well, okay then," Mon smirked.
"There's a lot you don't know. You think you've seen everything? You haven't. There are things you've never dreamed of. There is another world out there. Thomas saw it and it destroyed him," the priest said angrily.
"Look, I've seen some weird shit, too, but nothing that would possess me to cut my tongue out," Mon mocked.
"Yeah, well, wait a few months," the priest said dryly.
"Oh, really? What happens then?" Mon asked curiously.
"Did Thomas tell you about a girl?" the priest asked.
"A girl? Well, that's progress," Mon mocked.
"Do you believe in God?" the priest asked bluntly.
"I believe in a God that encourages His people to kill, rape, pillage, and take captives in infidel lands," Mon said sincerely.
"Well, the mosque is a few blocks down," the priest pointed out.
"I'm not one of them either. My faith is my own," Mon said.
"Faith belongs in community," the priest replied.
"This girl, is she in trouble?" Mon asked.
"I have a lot of things to do so excuse me," the priest evaded.
"Excuse me, I have a few more questions if you don't mind. Who is your daddy and what does he do?" Mon asked.
"If you don't believe in the right God how can you understand His adversary?" the priest asked.
"I don't think I need to believe in your interpretation to solve a crime," Mon said dismissively.
"I'm sure you can find your way out," the priest said and then exited through a door.
Mon waited a few seconds and then kicked the door in. He then went down the stairs to the basement level and saw an exorcism in process. Several priests were on their computers taking notes as a chained-up woman was speaking in Latin. The woman also featured the stigmata with wounds in her hands and feet. "This is some good shit," Mon said to one of the working priests.
"I know, right?" one young priest said totally enthralled and eating a bag of popcorn.
The woman started screaming upon sensing Mon's dark presence. "Oh, shit," the lead priest said of Mon. "Get out and forget what you've seen," he hurried him towards the exit.
Mon remained still. "How about you tell me what the fuck is going on?" he said fiercely.
Nia came to meet Maeve at her apartment. John Milton was already there. "Ah, it's you," Maeve smiled as Nia arrived at the door. "Come in." Nia entered the apartment and saw that dinner was about to be served. After a wonderful evening of good food, wine, and chatting about the future, the three retired to the bedroom where they had a really exotic threesome. John took the lead with Maeve while fondling Nia at the same time. After he was done with Maeve, he went over to Nia. His touch was so real, it was almost as if they were becoming one being, one flesh.
Nia suddenly awoke in her own apartment with a scream. "Holy shit!" she shouted.
The door opened as Brainiac 5 checked up on her. "Another dream?" he asked.
"I can't stop dreaming about John Milton. His pale skin, black hair, and slender physique," she said panting to get her breath.
"I know, right?" Brainiac 5 agreed.
"It felt closer," Nia said freaked out.
Brainiac 5 gave her an awkward hug. "Let's see if you dream something else now," he said and then stunned her back to sleep.
The next morning, John Milton strolled into Metropolis General and went to a restricted room. A security guard stopped him from entering. "I'm John Milton, I'm on the board. Remember who it is that you serve."
The security guard immediately let him through totally spooked. John entered the room of the wounded priest restrained to his bed. "Open your eyes, Thomas," John woke him up.
Thomas awoke with a start and struggled against his restraints as he sensed who John was. He tried to cry out but never came out without a tongue. "Yeah, the whole cutting out your tongue thing is starting to bite you now," John mocked. "They say you can see the future, Thomas. If that's true, you know what I'm going to do to you next."
Thomas shook with fear as John advanced on him.
Mon and Maggie entered Metropolis General to check up on Thomas and maybe get some information out of him. "He's got no tongue," Mon pointed out.
"He can write, idiot," Maggie shook her head dismayed.
The two entered the room to find Thomas gone with a pool of blood on his bed. Looking up, they saw Thomas crucified on the ceiling with Metzenbaum scissors and scalpels sliced through his hands, his feet, and his headband around his head. There was also another one in his chest for good measure. He was dead. "That's fucking brutal," Mon remarked impressed.
Maggie rolled her eyes and called up MPD. "Yeah, I need a clean-up crew at Metropolis General."
Not long afterward, hospital staff and cops were on the scene to take Thomas down. Mon questioned the security guard that was supposed to be guarding the room. "I don't know, man. Maybe he did it to himself," he shrugged.
"I'm satisfied," Mon said wanting the case to be closed.
"How did he get the last scalpel in?" Maggie asked obviously.
The cops then uncovered the body with the word Satan etched into his flesh. "Keeps getting better and better," Maggie sighed. Brainiac 5 then entered the room and glanced at the body.
"It's in Latin," he said of the words on his torso. "After the thousand years, Satan will be released from his prison. Anti-Christ in New York."
"You're the pope. What is this all about?" Mon asked impatiently.
"It's apocalyptic literature from Revelation. It's not meant to be a thousand literal years, simply a long period of time," Brainiac 5 said.
"The beast?" Maggie recalled her Catholicism days.
"The Beast and the anti-Christ are not necessarily the same character. There have been many Anti-Christ figures over the last two thousand years, men who proved to be extraordinarily formidable against the Church," Brainiac 5 said.
"Or women," Maggie said offended.
"Let's not get too crazy," Brainiac 5 said dismissively.
"Yeah, right. There's a certain Kryptonian bitch that fits the bill," Maggie said bitterly.
"So, the Anti-Christ in is New York. Just lead me to the kill," Mon said aggressively to Brainiac 5.
"Walk with me," Brainiac 5 requested of Mon as they exited the room away from Maggie.
They exited the hall to the front desk and noticed Alex entering in her doctor's coat. She noticed the hallway taped off with police tape. "Something wrong?" she asked confused.
"I have it handled," Brainiac 5 assured her.
Alex shrugged and went into the elevator to the second floor. "What's the deal?" Mon asked impatiently.
"It's not a man we're looking for. It's a woman," Brainiac 5 revealed.
"No challenge there," Mon scoffed.
"A Naltorian woman," Brainiac 5 clarified.
"Alright, alright, give me her address," Mon said.
Brainiac 5 merely stared at him. "It's Nia," he said finally.
"Nia is the mother of the Anti-Christ? Well, good for her," Mon said sincerely. "Wait, how is that even possible? She was born a...,"
"I made some adjustments," Brainiac 5 explained. "She's been having odd dreams about John Milton. She's scheduled to be impregnated with Maeve's egg and John's sperm on February 22nd, 2022."
"Sweet Jesus," Mon said realizing the prophecy.
"Indeed," Brainiac 5 agreed.
"So, John Milton is our target?" Mon asked confused.
"He may be but he hasn't shown any signs of demonic or alien activity," Brainiac 5 said.
"Best to kill him just to be sure," Mon shrugged.
"He's on the board of directors and an investor to this hospital. We'll need due process with this one," Brainiac 5 replied.
"So, where is Nia now?" Mon asked.
"At her apartment," Brainiac 5 replied. "I recommend we watch John and Nia carefully for any signs. Once we have proof, you can make the kill."
"Fine, we play by your rules...for now," Mon said dangerously.
Nia was at her apartment working on her exercise bike getting all sorts of sweaty. She then got off, took off her shirt revealing very natural-looking breasts. Brainiac 5 had taken her implants out and then inserted fully-functional female mammary glands by manipulating her own stem cells to create them. She then went to take a shower when the Iscariot Organization rudely tore through her door.
Nia shrieked and immediately locked the door to her room. With her right hand, she blasted out the window to give the impression she escaped through it. The Iscariot priests entered the room, noticed the broken window, but weren't fooled. They continued to look through the apartment gutting the closet. Nia then landed on the floor from the ceiling and started kicking ass on them. The Iscariot priests took hold of Nia, pinned her arms behind her back, and placed her on the bed.
"You can't do this. I'm not a twelve-year-old boy anymore," Nia shouted at them.
The Iscariot priests took out knives and proceeded to give Nia her last rites. "My child, what are your sins?" the priest asked her before he was about to slit her throat.
"I...was born a male but wear female clothes," Nia confessed.
"On how many occasions?" the priest asked.
"Wait...you want me to list every single time?" Nia asked incredulously.
"Yes, they're all mortal sins!" the priest told her.
"Shit...well...," Nia said and then started listing every instance that day, week, month, year, decade...
"This could take a while. Keep watch on the door," the lead priest told his fellow priest.
Mon noticed the open window and Nia's screaming. Casually coming to the door, he kicked it open. The Iscariot priests fired on him with pistols. The bullets merely bounced off his chest and face. Mon slowly walked towards them as they continued to fire on them. As he got close enough, he disabled them all with beams to their legs. One priest attempted to ambush him from the side. Mon blasted him through the window. After he had cleared the first floor, Mon went upstairs where he was ambushed by another priest. Mon easily manhandled the priest and threw him down the stairs.
"And there was that one time I had robot sex," Nia confessed to the priest with a knife to her throat.
"Fuck this. You'll just have to go to hell," the priest said as he realized he was out of time. Just as he was about slit Nia's throat, she managed to get away. The priest went for a stab. Nia took one of Maeve's paintings and had him stab through it. Nia fired cables at the priest as he swiped at her. Mon then entered the room and noticed them struggle. Realizing he was outnumbered, the priest ran out the window. Nia powered up her hands to fire at Mon but then realized who he was.
"What happened?" Mon asked her.
"Priests tried to kill me. Why?" she asked visibly shaken.
Mon decided not to answer her and gave Maggie a call.
Soon thereafter, MPD cops were on the scene. "Do you think after this mess gets cleaned up, we could go out to the bars and pick up some chicks?" Mon asked Maggie obnoxiously.
"Don't tempt me," Maggie rolled he eyes.
Mon then went up to Nia busy popping pills to bring down her anxiety. "You know a priest named Thomas Aquinas?" he asked her.
"No," Nia shook her head.
"Was that priest giving you last rites before he was about to kill you? That's considerate," Mon said dryly.
Brainiac 5 then entered the apartment and scanned Nia for damage. "I'm okay, thanks," Nia said to him. Brainiac 5 ignored her distress and answered his cell.
"I can be there shortly," Brainiac 5 said to John.
"Can you bring over your lovely girlfriend as well?" John asked.
"She was just assaulted by Catholic priests at her apartment so she'll be placed in protective custody," Brainiac 5 informed him. He then hung up. "John wanted Nia to come with me to the Metropolis General board meeting to discuss Robert Parr's heart transplant case."
"He wanted Nia to come to him. Now, he has to come to her," Mon smirked.
"What the fuck is going on?" Nia demanded.
"You've been selected to be the mother of the Anti-Christ," Brainiac 5 said bluntly.
In the living room, Brainiac 5 informed Nia of the situation. "The Iscariot Organization wants you dead. I have not been able to persuade them against their current course of action."
"Aren't priests supposed to be the good guys?" Like, you're not supposed to kill," Nia said incredulously.
"In their view, the ends justify the means. A lot is at stake here," Brainiac 5 said calmly.
Nia chewed on an apple nervously and then realized it was full of maggots. "Holy shit," she said startled, and dropped the apple.
"As I was saying...," Brainiac 5 continued.
"No, I just saw a vision of hell on that apple," Nia said stunned.
"Another dream?" Brainiac 5 assumed.
"No, I saw it, too," Mon said nonchalantly.
Brainiac 5 gave him an odd look. "Visions of this kind can't be shared unless..."
An explosion ripped through the street just outside the apartment blasting out the windows of the first floor. Mon shielded Nia from being hit by debris. The explosion destroyed several cars on the street. "What the fuck?" Mon wondered.
"The drone keeping watch on the street has been destroyed," Brainiac 5 reported and then twitched violently.
"Barney?" Nia wondered as he started acting weird.
"Time to go," Mon said about to instantly teleport them away.
"You're not going anywhere," Brainiac 5 said calmly then bitch-slapped Mon into a grandfather clock. "The time is now," he said to Nia.
"Barney, what's happening? Have you been corrupted?" Nia asked of him.
Brainiac 5 grabbed Nia's wrist and dragged her towards the exit. Mon intervened freeing Nia of his hold Brainiac 5 sprouted out tentacles that wrapped around Mon's throat and then tossed him to the floor. With his other hand, he reached out for a bust statue of Nia's mother and slammed Mon with it. Brainiac 5 then slammed Mon with the piano pinning him against the wall. Nia went over to Brainiac 5 only to be wrapped up in tentacles and thrown to the other side of the room. Brainiac 5 then grabbed Mon's hair and slammed him against the wall a few times. Mon suddenly grabbed Brainiac 5 and slammed him through a coffee table head first and into the floor. Tentacles whipped around wildly as Brainiac 5 was stuck.
"Let's go," Mon said taking Nia to the exit.
The door suddenly caught fire with John entering. "Nia, come to me," John said to her.
Mon rushed Nia upstairs away from him. "Just blast him away," Nia said freaked out.
"I can't. I lost control of my ki. I'm fucked up," Mon admitted.
"I can't use my powers either," Nia realized as she tried to form energy spheres in her hand.
"It's him," Mon realized referring to John.
"What do we do without powers?" Nia asked frantically.
"We run," Mon said and then took her over to the window. The two climbed down into an alley where they were confronted by Maggie and a fellow police officer. Maggie and the cop immediately fired on them. Mon took Nia behind cover.
"Jesus, Maggie, what the fuck?" Mon shouted.
"Just hand over the girl," Maggie ordered completely possessed.
"I found her first," Mon mocked.
"You're doing this now?" Nia scolded.
"How is this happening?" Mon asked her.
"How the hell should I know?" Nia asked.
"Sounds like bullshit," Mon doubted. "Okay, I'm coming out," he said to Maggie.
"Hands on your head, asshole," Maggie ordered.
"Why do you want the girl? Why is she so important?" Mon asked.
"Kill him. We just need the girl," Maggie ordered her partner.
Mon allowed two pistols to fall from his sleeves and fired on them both, blasting them both full of holes. Mon gave Maggie's body a sad expression and then looked back towards Nia. "Come on, quickly!" he ordered.
Nia ran over to him and then they took off down the street. John casually walked over to Maggie and the other slain officer. "You, I don't need," he said to the white cis-gendered male officer. "But you, I do," John smirked and then resurrected Maggie back to life.
Mon took Nia into the forest outside the city. "Why did you agree to be the mother of the Anti-Christ?" Mon asked accusingly.
"I didn't know. I was just trying to be nice, trying to be a team player," Nia said.
"My God, a male that actually gets off on being pregnant," Mon rolled his eyes.
"I'm not a male, alright. I never was," Nia said sobbingly. "Why can't you accept that?"
"Stop whining. I'm just giving you shit," Mon said dismissively.
"You just killed a gay woman. Do you realize how fucked you are?" Nia asked him.
"Oh, really?" Mon mocked.
"The Bury Your Gays trope is alive and well and it's hurtful," Nia told him.
"Good thing I don't give a shit," Mon said dismissively.
"You just killed the ex-lesbian-lover of your wife's adopted sister," Nia informed him.
"Holy shit," Mon realized. "What do you know about John Milton?"
"He's my sister's partner," Nia shrugged.
"And?" Mon pressed.
"Okay, I've had dreams about him. And in those dreams...he fucks me," Nia admitted.
"Well, I won't let him harm you," Mon promised.
"That's the kind of thing you would only say to a girl," Nia reminded him.
"Yeah," Mon admitted.
"What do we do now?" Nia asked.
"We go to church," Mon answered.
Late at night, Mon and Nia were let into the church. Mon put a gun to the priest's head demanding answers. "Is the Iscariot Organization here?" he demanded.
"You have no enemies here," the priest assured them. "The Iscariots think they're doing God's work but they're not. Put down the gun. You'll be safe here."
Mon reluctantly did so and followed the priest to the basement level with the crazy possessed woman. "This girl here is trans," Mon informed all the priests. They all immediately crossed themselves. "And she's supposed to be the mother of the Anti-Christ."
"We must prevent you from conceiving with the dark angel on the unholy day of February 22nd, 2022," the priest told Nia. "Wait...how can you conceive if you're trans?"
"It's complicated," Nia said vaguely.
"Well, if you conceive with the devil at midnight on that day, it will unlock the gates of hell and then we're all fucked," the priest told her.
"We talking eastern time?" Mon mocked.
"Yes," the priest said flatly.
"Why did he pick me?" Nia asked.
"Maybe because you're a mockery of woman-kind, a male surgically altered by science to bear a child not your own with someone else's egg," the priest suggested.
"Burn," Mon mocked Nia.
"Look, I went from being an infertile male to a fertile female capable of bearing children and nursing them. I should be praised, not scorned, damn it!" Nia shouted.
All the priests and even the crazy lady became silent at that. "If this bullshit is all true, why isn't God doing anything about it?" Mon asked.
"God works through individuals like you and me. Only a fucked up generation requires a sign," the priest answered.
"What am I supposed to do? File a restraining order?" Nia asked incredulously.
"You'll have to wait it out until February 22nd," the priest said.
"Assuming that prophecy is even correct and assuming this place is even safe," Mon doubted.
"You must have faith," the priest said lamely.
"Well, it's up to you. Do you what to hide out in this creepy basement with these priests or come with me?" Mon asked her.
"I'm going to stay here," Nia said finally.
"Well, okay then," Mon said walking off.
The priest then turned to Nia. "While you're here, you can't wear female attire."
"Really?" Nia shook her head dismayed.
Mon went back to Kara's crummy apartment and reached for a tequila bottle. "It gets easier once you realize who you are," John said forma a corner. Mon immediately aimed his pistol at him. "Fallen soul."
Mon eyed the locked door and the closed windows. "How did I get in here?" John mocked.
"Who the fuck are you?" Mon demanded.
"Oh, I think you know who I am. You just don't want to believe it," John chided.
"I protected your ass," Mon pointed out.
"You didn't protect me. You just protected this body," John said dismissively. "To lose your parents, your entire race, I can't even imagine what that must feel like."
"What do you want?" Mon asked.
"To make you happy again. I can bring back your planet, your race, your empire. I can make you a real Insane Prince," John said and then showed him a vision of his homeworld as it once was. John then saw an alternate reality where Mon had an obedient, subservient, loving Insane wife and pure-blooded Insane children. "On this world with these people, you've become soft. I can bring back your savagery and take away your guilt as you exterminate and enslave whoever you wish. I can make you the way you were before."
"You can have a wife and children who will appreciate your genocidal ass and not moralize you all the time like you're a child," John continued. "All you have to tell me is where the girl is. Come on, she's a tranny. You don't care about her. She's nothing. You're in the middle of something that has nothing to do with you. You think you're saving her from me? She wants to be with me. You know that. You think I would harm her? I'd treat her like a queen. You want to make a deal? This is your chance."
"It wouldn't be real," Mon objected.
"I can make anything real or do you want to go back to this nonsense?" John asked showing Kara, Mara, Kon, and Kameron together in the bedroom. "A Kryptonian wife? Kryptonian hybrid children? Really? How far you have fallen. Look how impure they are, how alien they are."
Mon looked over his children and couldn't help but notice the Kryptonian in them. John then showed him a vision of his mother's death and the destruction of Insane ships years ago. "It wasn't your fault. You weren't there. It was your bitch wife who did this," John said as they looked over Rhea's remains. Her lower half was gone and what was left was burned black. She then faded into dust.
"I wasn't there," Mon nodded.
"Look at you torn apart by guilt. You did nothing wrong. Kara knocked you out cold and destroyed your race before you could handle the situation yourself. And where was God when all of this fuckery was happening?" John asked as Insane ships were blasted out of the sky by Kara's heat vision beams. "He could have stopped it if he wanted to but he didn't. He fucked you and then made you feel guilty. Me, I don't do guilt. I didn't do what happened here. He did. Now, you just think about that and then tell me who's your friend. I can make it as if it never happened all for the price of a tranny."
John then took Mon back to his apartment with the visions gone. "So, what do you say?" John asked.
"Wow, that sounds like a really good deal. But I learned a long time ago to beg no one, trust no one, and never expect anything from anybody. So, I respectfully refuse," Mon told him.
"Now you're making me upset," John sighed. "You won't like me when I'm angry."
"Oh, you want to fuck with me?" Mon asked, challenging him to a fight. "You think you're bad? You're a fucking choir boy compared to me."
"You're in touch with your anger. I really like that," John said pleased.
"Fuck yourself," Mon told him off.
"I'm going to get a drink," John said as he went to the kitchen. "You and I are so much alike."
"Nothing alike. I'm the real shit. I did fucked-up shit for real. What did you ever do but whisper in people's ears?" Mon mocked.
"Come on, look at yourself, look at this place. You walked away from your 31st-century kingdom with all your subjects so you could end up being Kara's hitman again in this time," John pointed out. "Want one?" he offered him a glass.
"Please," Mon accepted and drank it down.
"You know what's in your fucked-up heart of yours. We're on the same side," John said.
"Sure but you're my bitch. I'm the real devil. You follow my orders from now on," Mon said boldly.
"Fuck you, man. I'm older than the creation of the multiverse. I know shit," John refused.
"Not impressed," Mon said stubbornly. "I'm flesh and blood. I'm real. You're just some ghost possessing some lame-ass human body. I could kick your ass even without my powers."
"You think you can kick my ass? Please," John scoffed. "I can start the End of Days."
"I can blow up this planet," Mon rolled his eyes.
"Why do that when we can work together? It would be so cool," John offered. "Tell me what you want. What you really want and I'll give it to you."
"I want you to suck my dick," Mon said finally.
"What? No, why would you want that? It's gay," John objected.
"Not for me it's not. You go ahead and get on your knees and suck my dick like you've never sucked one before," Mon ordered.
John grabbed Mon by the throat, lifted him off his feet, and towards the window. Mon fired his pistol into John's gut without effect. He then slammed Mon through the window. "Shouldn't have fucked with me," John said angrily. He then pushed him out the window. John fell and grabbed a hold of the window pane slicing up his hands with the glass shards.
John placed his foot on Mon's hands to give him more pain. "I've wasted enough time with you. You think you can stop me. Of course, I know where the girl is." Mon struggled to keep from falling to his death below. "Look down and tell me you don't want to die. The great Prince Mon of the Insane dead from a fall? How disgraceful. Just take my hand and you'll live."
"Okay," Mon agreed.
John reached for Mon's hand to help him up. Mon then took hold of John and threw him out the window where he crashed onto a parked car's roof. "That's what you get, mother-fucker," Mon said victoriously and then climbed through the window.
At St. Peter, Paul, and Mary, Nia was still hanging out with the priests now in jeans and in a Catholic Youth Day t-shirt. Cardinal Enrique Maxwell and his Iscariot priests then entered the church. "Where's the girl?" he asked the lead priest.
"Girl's fine," Nia said obliviously.
The Iscariots tackled Nia and brought her to the floor with knives ready. Enrique looked over Nia. "You're so fucked up a legitimate confession would take hours. Instead, I give you general absolution for all your sins," he said to her. "Kill her. Kill her now," he ordered his Iscariot priests.
Mon then entered the church and fired into Maxwell's hand disarming him. "Let her go or the next ones will be headshots," Mon threatened.
"You must let us finish. If she is slain, the devil's hope of bringing his child into the world will be stopped. Her death is God's will," Enrique beseeched him.
"There is an End of Days for you humans but it's not in this century. And after it happens, humanity survives and flourishes. I'm from the future a thousand years from now. So, you all can chill the fuck out," Mon told them all.
"How can we believe you?" Enrique asked incredulously.
"Oh, now, you're the ones that don't believe?" Mon mocked. "Don't worry, I'm not bullshitting you."
John then entered the church looking pissed off and slightly ruffled from the fall. "I've come for my vessel," he said to them all. "Nia, come to me. I'm the one you've been waiting for. I'm the answer to your prayers."
"Father Anderson!" Enrique called out even though he was right there.
Father Anderson then approached John with two blessed blades in his hands. "Am I a dog that you come against me with sticks? Come here, and I'll give your flesh to the birds of the sky," John taunted him.
"A bitched shall not enter into the congregation of the Lord; even to his tenth generation shall he not enter into the congregation of the Lord," Father Anderson insulted.
"As it is written, one with bruised balls and a cut-off cock shall not enter into the congregation of the Lord," John shot back.
"Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy balls against the stones," Father Alexander continued.
"You who are doomed, eat your own shit and drink your own piss," John quoted back at him.
"I will summon two female bears to my aid and tear you to forty-two pieces," Father Alexander threatened.
"As a dog returns to its vomit, so a fool repeats his folly," John insulted.
"How you have fallen from heaven, morning star, son of the dawn! You have been cast down to the earth, you who once laid low the nations! You said in your heart, 'I will ascend to the heavens; I will raise my throne above the stars of God; I will sit enthroned on the mount of assembly, on the utmost heights of Mount Zaphon. I will ascend above the tops of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High.' But you are brought down to the realm of the dead, to the depths of the pit," Father Anderson quoted.
John glared at him thoroughly burned. "This will not be over quickly. You will not enjoy this."
Father Anderson then threw several blessed blades into John's chest. Despite this, John did not go down but painfully pulled the blades out of his body. "How in the blood-soaked Protestant hell did you do that?" he asked him.
"Fuck you, that's how," John said as he advanced on them all.
Mon took Nia away from the church only to be ambushed by possessed MPD cops. "Go now," Mon said to Nia as he held off the cops. The cops proceeded to beat the shit out of Mon with their batons. Mon made do with a trash can lid as a shield. Despite a valiant effort, Mon was taken down and kicked continuously. Nia was grabbed by Maggie and placed in her car. John then arrived on the scene having killed all of the Iscariot priests.
"You should have taken up my offer," John mocked Mon. "So much anger, so much hatred, you're almost there. I'm going to hurt you so bad you're going to beg to die, but I won't let you. It's not going to be that easy. I want you to see what's going to happen."
John then entered Maggie's car with Nia. As they drove away, Mon was placed on a cross of iron and pulled up to the second story of an apartment complex. Aside from it being difficult to breathe, it was also raining. The cops then left the scene.
"Well...shit," Mon muttered.
The next day, Mon was recovered by the priests and brought back to St. Peter, Paul, and Mary's Church. Mon woke up feeling like shit. "How long have I been out?"
"Most of the day," the lead priest said. "You're lucky to be alive."
"It's not too late," Mon said getting up.
"Without your powers, how can you face him?" the priest asked him.
"I'm going to need guns, lots of guns," Mon replied.
In the church armory, Mon put on a bulletproof vest, two pistols, and an MP5 with an M203 rocket launcher attached. Mon then accessed their computer with a memorized license plate from Maggie's car and discovered its location via a computer program Kara used to track Maggie for psychotic reasons. Upon finding the location, Mon took off ready to kick ass.
Upon arriving at the location, Mon was confronted by the gatekeeper, a blind man. "You wish entrance?" he asked.
"Yes," Mon said weirded out by him.
"You have much hatred and vengeance in your heart," he sensed.
"I know, right?" Mon agreed.
"You may pass," he permitted.
Mon decided not to figure out why an old blind man would be a useful gatekeeper and went to the basement level where he found a Satanic mass. The basement was packed with hooded individuals with candles chanting. On the altar was a freaked-out Nia with John. "You know this is what you want. What you have always wanted. To be a woman, a mother. I came to you to give you your wish," John said to her.
"You have to wait until February 22nd. That's the rule, right?" Nia asked fearfully.
"Actually, I'm going to move up my timetable. A certain friend of yours decided not to be cooperative today," John said referring to Alex.
Mon went through the crowd but was noticed by Maggie. Away from the others, Mon ambushed her and knocked her out. He then aimed for John. Once he was close enough, he fired a magazine into his body at close-range. The crowd rushed to the exits not expecting a shooting during their religious service. Nia went to escape only for two Satanic thugs to grab her. Mon fired into both of them killing them. Nia then went into Mon's arms.
"Nobody move or I kill the girl," Mon said seriously placing a pistol to Nia's head.
"What the fuck?" Nia squeaked.
"You're not going to kill her," John doubted.
"You said it yourself, I have a dark heart," Mon said convincingly.
"Then stand with me," John said frustrated.
"I don't play well with others," Mon mocked and then fired another magazine into John's body toppling him. He then fired a grenade shell into the gas lines creating a massive explosion that killed scores of people as they tried to flee. Mon took Nia to the second floor and out of the basement as fires raged. John remained on the floor stunned with a massive head injury to the right side of his face.
Mon took Nia to the subway tracks only to be followed by more possessed people. Mon fired a grenade into the brick wall blasting it out. As they entered another subway tunnel, they nearly got run over by an oncoming train. Mon and Nia dropped as the train went over them. As the train came to a stop, Mon and Nia got on. "Get us out of here," Mon ordered the conductor and then fired on more possessed people chasing them.
"Let me help. I want to be useful," Nia said.
"Here's a pistol," Mon said handing her one.
With the train now moving, Mon and Nia headed to the front of the train. There, John was waiting for them on the tracks. The right side of his upper skull and his right ribcage were exposed due to the damage he had already received. Mon accelerated the train and ran his ass over without hesitation.
"He's gone," Nia said thankfully.
"Now you jinxed us. We're fucked now," Mon scolded her.
Like some lame-ass horror movie, John tore through the floor of the subway train to grab Nia's foot. Nia fired accurate shots into John's hand to release her. John then attacked from the ceiling. Mon fired into his arm shredding it. John then sliced through the conductor's chest, took out his heart, and threw him off the train. "That could be an issue," Mon realized.
Mon then separated the train cars so he could isolate John to just one car. After doing so, Mon and Nia saw John on the car they had just separated. At this point, the right side of John's face, right arm, right rib cape, right pelvis were exposed down to the bone, and most of his guts were gone. "Mon-El!" he shouted at him.
Mon fired a grenade into John's car creating an explosion that blasted the car apart. Mon went back to the controls and slowed down the train. It eventually reached a stop a few minutes later. Mon and Nia got off and made their way back to the church. Meanwhile, John's body was broken on the tracks. His body was now in half with only his head and left arm functional. Still, John was conscious and pissed-off.
"Mon-El! How do you expect to beat me when you're merely Insane and I am forever!" John mocked. His spirit then left his body and took off leaving only a corpse behind.
Entering the church, Mon barricaded the doors with candlesticks. Possessed people banged on the walls trying to get at them. The dead bodies of the Iscariot priests had already been removed. "What are we going to do now?" Nia asked.
"Hide," Mon advised.
As Nia went to hide, Mon looked upon the statue of St. Michael, the archangel. Realizing he couldn't beat the devil physically, Mon threw aside his rifle. "Well...shit," he muttered.
Satan's spirit emerged from the floor of the church and entered Mon's body. Nia watched horrified as Mon struggled against Satan and regained his power. In a flash of light, Mon went Super Insane. As he screamed and yelled, the church shook from the force of his power-up. The floor cracked in several places, the pews were forced back, the ceiling began to fall, statues fell, and candles roared. The stained-glass windows were then blasted out. Mon powered up to Super Insane 2 with static electricity sparking off his golden aura.
Mon clutched his head as he tried to resist Satan but the corruption in his heart was too great. An "M" then formed Mon's forehead indicating Majin, the Devil. As Mon lost the spiritual battle, Satan took total control. Mon's aura flared out and then turned to blue. Mon's hair became blue as well as he was now a Super Insane god with a power level that far exceeded any other record he had ever set. Mon then looked over his body with amazement, at the perfection of it all.
Nia eyed the St. Michael statue with the sword extended. It looked as if it were sharp enough. Mon went towards the altar and smirked at the crucifix. "All for nothing," he mocked Jesus.
Nia suddenly ran at top speed. Mon turned around confused and then saw Nia run herself through with St. Michael's sword. "No!" he realized. Nia hunched over the sword mortally wounded. Satan would never have access to her womb, her body. Nia then saw her mother smiling at her from the end of the church, proud of her.
Mon went over to Nia's body. "I'll take you all if I have to, every last one of you."
The angel Michael suddenly emerged from the statue wearing white robes, a sword in his right hand, and a shield in his left. Mon backed away fearfully from the angel despite his newfound power. "She deserves to be in hell. No one deserves the grace of God," Mon sneered.
"The Lord rebukes you," Michael said simply and then sliced through him quicker than Mon could even react. Satan's spirit departed from Mon's body and disappeared. Mon powered down and fell to the floor. Michael then faded away. The possessed people went back to normal including a befuddled Maggie.
Mon eyed Nia's body stunned. He crawled over to her and touched her hand. Putting two fingers to his forehead, he teleported them both to the DEO.
Author's Notes: End of Days shows the strengths but also the limitations of chaotic evil vs lawful evil. I also didn't care to do the whole damsel in distress deal and decided to change things up so that Nia ended up the final hero in the end, not that Mon's efforts weren't brave in their own way. End of Days is one of those disrespectful silly movies that make no sense. Coincidentally or not so coincidentally, the Devil is played by Al Pacino and Gabriel Byrne, who at the time, looked remarkably similar to each other. Like in Season 6, the villain has similar powers. The difference here is that Satan got close to the Super-Friends, befriended them, gained their trust, and then struck when they weren't prepared for it and hit them on a psychological/spiritual level.