-Prologue-
"It's a remarkable dichotomy. In many ways, Clark is the most human of us all.
Then...he shoots fire from the skies and it's difficult not to think of him as a god.
How fortunate we all are that it does not occur to him"
Batman's honest thoughts on Superman in Superman/Batman #3
"There's a scream that can't be silenced. It's the scream of a child abandoned suddenly.
Long ago, as the scream echoed then in the rocket that was sent from Krypton. It echoes now in my mind. It slams into the loss. It bounces against the regret. It tears at my soul with fear and pain.
Lois is dead. My wife is dead. My son is dead.
I'm abandoned again.
I don't know what the future holds for me in this strange world, but I will not let the evil of this world take from them what was taken from me. I will save them in any way necessary. I will ensure humanity's survival. My own way"
Kal-El of Krypton
Metropolis Harbor
A small passenger submarine quietly navigated its way through the Harbor of Metropolis. It was a relatively unimpressive craft, barely large enough to hold thirty people. Inside of it, two people stood over a cold metal operating table. They both wore white doctor's gowns and wore surgical masks. Splashes of blood left smudges on the two people's outfits. One of the people in the room was a man that looked to be in his late thirties, maybe early forties. He had green wavy hair that stuck out in odd directions. His face was painted in a clown print with a red smile and green eye paint.
He was The Joker, a sick and deranged man from Gotham city.
He had a sick and twisted smile on his face as he operated on a woman who was strapped down to the table, knocked out from some drug or other. Across from him, on the other side of the operating table was a woman. She had white face paint on with black eye paint that crossed her face like a masquerade mask. Her blonde hair was tied in two long pigtails.
She was Harlequin, the right-hand woman for the Joker who was deeply devoted to him, viewing him as a god.
"Oh mister J, you're a genius. Getting rid of that ugly big blue like this" Harlequin hopped a little hop of excitement as the Joker stitched the woman on the table back together.
"No need to flatter me, Harley. I'm already done with the Job," The joker said with a smile, raising his scalpel up and licking the blood off of it.
"Besides, Big blue is already on his way. Hahahahaha" The Joker laughed madly as the submarine began moving upward, even though the autopilot did not move it that way.
CLANG
The sound of the metal hull slamming into concrete resonated throughout the submarine it shook from impact with the concrete of a parking lot.
"Time to get this show rolling. You won't want to miss the opening act" The joker chuckled as he took a gas canister from a table to his left as the groaning of metal being bent and torn open sounded out. The two villains put on gas masks to protect themselves from the next act.
Seconds later Superman floated down from the torn open roof to see the Joker and Harlequinstanding over his wife.
Green gas filled the room.
The Joker and Harlequin stepped to both of the sides of the room as the smoke settled.
Superman's eyes went wide as his body tensed up, a look of shock and anger on his face.
"DOOMSDAY!" He screamed at seemingly thin air. Grabbing the body of his wife, he flew at faster than light speeds into the sky rearing his fist back and punching his wife's body, splattering her through the sky in a bloody paste.
"Fear Gas from the Scarecrow gets the job done every time" The Joker proclaimed with a clap of his hands.
"Alright, let's get out of here before the second act. The gas should wear off at any time now, and big blue will not be happy. After all, he just killed his wife and son" The Joker said to his assistant. However, it was too late for that. He never stood a chance.
"JOKER!" The furious sound of Kal-El's scream rang out through Metropolis.
Not even giving him a millisecond to run, Superman burned the Joker to ash with his heat vision. However, the Joker had planned for this too.
BOOOM
An explosion from the submarine shattered the concrete around them.
Then Superman felt a pull behind him. Gravity itself was tugging at him as water, concrete, and metal walling was pulled into the singularity where Harlequin and the submarine once were.
The maelstrom of gravity pulled at Superman before all hell broke loose. It happened slowly to Superman, like a slowly moving movie reel. Like a book ever so slowly turning it's pages.
BOOOOOOOOOM BOOOM BOOOOM
An ear-shattering line of explosions rocked the state of Kansas. Multiple nuclear bombs had detonated, having been linked to Lois's heart which was now no more than a small piece of blood floating in space. They were timed for the most effective use.
Superman, who was taken off guard was pushed into the singularity, never to be seen on Earth again.
Superman, the Man of steel was gone. Gone through the machinations of a mad clown. What would happen to the world with him gone?
Clark Kent
Clark Kent opened his eyes. The warmth and brightness of the summer sun washed over him as he lay on the concrete of a road. The solar radiation empowering him as it always did.
The sounds of the world assaulted his ears, however, he blocked them out. Right now he didn't care. He didn't care about anything other than his failure. His failure to see what was in front of him, even when it cost him his wife and unborn son. The Joker had tricked him with fear toxin, causing him to see his wife as Doomsday. It was a horrible act of a despicable man.
And now she was dead. His son was dead. He lay there looking up at the sky. It was quiet in the surrounding vicinity. Too quiet.
Then, from behind the long rows of tall buildings, the sound of aircraft engines burst into his ears. Their rumbling shattering his concentration. Then came the booming explosions of rockets and missiles striking a target.
Explosions.
Missiles.
Kansas.
Metropolis.
"NOOOOOO!" Clark cried out in sorrow and pain as the memories came back to him. Right before he was pulled into the singularity, the nuclear explosions went off.
Shooting into the air far faster than the eye could see, he looked to where he heard the explosions. A mile away strangely shaped aircraft were firing rockets at some sort of giant creature. It was made of a reflective black metallic substance, with white bone-like protrusions and pates on random parts of it's body. It had no distinct head, sporting a white bonelike mask with a long beaklike protrusion on its humanoid chest with two eye holes at the top of the mask. extremely long bladelike spikes stuck out from where its elbows might be. Where its ribs would be was a red crystalline orb that glowed with an ominous aura. The creature stood at over thirty meters tall, dwarfing the aircraft around it.
It swung at the aircraft with it's clawlike hands, blowing some of them up.
Clark heard the dying cries of the men and women who piloted the aircraft. They were Japanese. He must have been transported to Japan. Deciding action needed to be taken, he closed his fist in front of him with his arm extended and flew over to the creature and aircraft leaving a blue and red Speedline behind him.
Arriving nigh instantly, he grabbed one of the fingers of the creature and lifted it into the sky, past the planet's atmosphere. Stopping in the local space around the planet, he spun the creature around and around, like a dreidle, till it and he was no more than a spinning blur before he let go. The giant creature was hurled at speeds beyond it's ability to comprehend into the sun where it was burned into ash and even that was burned away.
NERV Headquarters
"What was that?"
Both Misato Katsuragi and Ritsuko Akagi asked that question at the same time, watching the big screen in the EVA command room of NERV's headquarters. It was not only those two who were stunned by those bizarre turns of events. The technicians that were doing the final work on EVA unit 01 had stopped and looked at the screen.
It was as if the Angel had simply disappeared.
"Search for the Angel's energy signature" Misato called out to a technician running the energy scanner. On the screen, a large map appeared, on it was the surface of the planet.
A large mound that fluctuated up and down showed the energy signature of the Angel and not too far away, about a mile away was an energy signature that dwarfed the
Angel by multiple orders of magnitude. Then as if instantly, the energy signature overtook the Angel and the two flew into space, before they exited the sensory range.
It seemed, the new energy source had taken the Angel into space for whatever godly reason. However, this new energy signature was not like that of the Angel's. It was a hyper condensed mass of Solar radiation and energy.
"This is bad. Cancel EVA unit 01 ejection. Whatever that was, Shinji is not ready to fight it" Misato called out with a moderate degree of urgency, halting the release of EVA unit 01.
Then the energy of the solar thing, they weren't quite sure what it was reentered the atmosphere plinking against the sensors.
The energy it contained was like that of a sun, concentrated into a tiny body.
Finally, it stopped just a few hundred meters in the air where the Angel was first found.
"You can't be serious," Misato said, bringing her hands to her dropped jaw. The camera feed showed a man in an all too famous red and blue suit.
"Superman?" Ritsuko breathed out, her jaw having sufficiently dropped.
Up above them, in his own office, Gendo Ikari sat on his desk chair looking at a feed on his computer.
"This changes things," He said, resting his elbows on his desk and clasping his hands together at his chin, his eyes squinting in thought.
Meanwhile, Shinji Ikari had been disconnected from the EVA and was on his way to get cleaned off and changed. He did not know about the occasion of the monument that had just taken place.
Back in the command room, the group of men and women watched as the man floated there in the sky, seemingly focusing on something.
Shortly after, the aircraft from earlier had returned and surrounded him in the sky. Putting his hands up in peace he slowly descended to the ground where he was intercepted by JSSDF forces and taken in for questioning.
Clark Kent
Clark was sitting in an industrial trailer. One of those used for mobile operations. The walls were white and it had a fan that blew hot air towards him and the man sitting across from him on the white folding table.
"You're Superman?" The man across from Clark Kent asked in English with some disbelief, despite the evidence in front of him. He was a bilingual Japanese officer with short-cropped black hair, lightly tanned skin, and dark blue eyes.
"Yes. I was thrown into this dimension at most half an hour ago" Clark responded calmly. These sorts of question and answer sessions took a while and it would distract him from the pain he felt, if only for a little.
"Thank you for your time. Please wait here while I get my superior" the man said, getting up from his chair. His green outfit was finely pressed.
Clark took the time to look around the trailer and compound with his X-ray vision. It was your typical compound, with offices and vehicles. Soldiers patrolled and other officers went to and fro about their day. It reminded him of his time as a journalist at the Daily Planet. How everyone would move about the offices on a busy scedule.
A good five or so minutes after Clark was lost in his thoughts, a woman came in the room and sat at the table across from him. She looked to be in her early forties. She had siky back hair tied in a ponytail, light skin, bordering on pale and small black eyes. She wore formal business attire. However, at her waist was a holstered handgun.
"Greetings mister Kent. My name is Niaomi Takafumi. I work as an international Liaison for America and Japan. I take it you are from Kansas?" She asked, leaning forward with confident eyes.
"Not this earth's Kansas. Kansas from the earth in a different universe" Clark responded, wanting to clear up any misconceptions.
"Right. Eyewitnesses say you there an Angel into space. Is this true?" She asked him, finding the idea that she would seriously ask a question like that in the first place absurd.
"I threw it into the sun to be more accurate" Clark responded with a slight smile. This whole situation was amusing.
The woman gulped down a nervous knot that appeared in her throat from that statement.
"That brings me to my next question. Do you have any grudges or ill feelings towards Japan and its People?" She asked him with a short hesitation.
" Not that I know of. Why? Did Japan do anything to make me dislike it and it's people?" Clark asked, raising his right eyebrow quizzically.
" No, I just had to ask. Having Superman as an enemy isn't something we'd want haha" The lady laughed off the awkward moment before her face turned serious.
"Alright, so if what you say is true and you're actually superman from another dimension, what's stopping other powerful people from following you through?" She asked, a sharp look on her face.
"Well, I suppose nothing, however, I arrived here rather unconventionally and not on purpose. We can save the how for later, what matters is I get accustomed to this world since I most likely can't get home. Unless you have some form of dimensional travel?"
I hope you enjoyed the prologue. The next chapters are going to be longer. Feel free to give your thoughts. I'm actually quite surprised that there aren't more Superman/Evangelion crossovers, given the biblical themes of both franchises. Anyways, till the next time. Take care.
