SIDE NOTE: No, this ff isn't based on the tv series, and no, it isn't a crossover. This is strictly SQ, where Emma is the girl of steel. Based on the classic Superman films with the great Christopher Reeve, with my own major changes. All 4 films will be mashed into one whole ff.
A/N: Thank you all who have waited so patiently for my late updates. Life has kept me very busy, but I am writing and every single one of my stories will get done. Meanwhile, please enjoy part 1 to it's completion. Already working on part two and will update it as soon as I have it written. Happy reading! :)
"Now then… given the exact location of the galaxy she mentions and the proximity to our own solar system, it's amazing. Amazing. Too good to be true." said Gold as he made his way up the ladder, looking through one of his top shelves of millions of books.
"It's too good to be true. She's 5'5", has blonde hair, green eyes, doesn't drink, doesn't smoke and tells the truth." Kathryn said as she held out today's newspaper along with Leroy with the interview by given by Regina Mills herself. Emma's headshot picture placed in front with the title I SPENT THE NIGHT WITH SUPERGIRL! In big black bold lettering.
"Ms. Midas, some people could read War and Peace and come away thinking it's a simple adventure story. Others can read the ingredients on a chewing gum wrapper and unlock the secrets of the universe." replied Gold as he stood on his ladder, looking down at them.
"Bobby, what had chewing gum have to do with the secrets of the universe?" asked Kathryn.
Gold sighed in irritation and went back to looking for a specific book on the shelves, "N… N…" he said to himself out loud.
"M! You want M, Mr. Gold? Coming right up!" said Leroy as he slid the ladder across the shelves, leaving Gold hanging on the shelves as his hands held onto the edges.
"N! N, N, N, Leroy! N as in Neanderthal!" he shouted, "And L as in ladder!"
"Ladder! Right away, Mr. Gold!" Leroy brought the ladder back under Gold's feet, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gold, I-" a grunt escaped him as he felt Gold step on his fingers, leaving his foot pressed down on them as he moved the ladder across the shelf with a book in hand as Leroy struggled to walk along from the bottom.
"In the interview she says that the planet Krypton exploded in 1948. The ridiculous little freak took three years in a rocket ship to get to Earth. Ergo…"
As Gold made his way down the ladder and sat behind his desk, while he looked through the book he had pulled off the shelf, Leroy blew on his fingers that were still throbbing from being stepped on.
Gold looked up from behind his glasses directly at Leroy, "Do you know why the number 200 is so vitally descriptive to both you and me? It's your weight and my IQ." he looked across the room towards Kathryn, "Now, think, people, think. Deductive reasoning, that's the name of the game." his eyes focused again on the book he held in his hands, "Fragments from the planet Krypton exploded and went into outer space. It is reasonable to assume that some of those particles of debris drifted to Earth."
"Meteorites!" shouted Kathryn.
Gold could practically see the light bulb go on, on top of Kathryn's head as he nodded in confirmation. He ripped a page from his book that confirmed a location as to where a meteor rock was found. As Gold tossed the paper into the air, Leroy followed it with his eyes until it fell into his hands, handing it immediately to Kathryn.
Kathryn read the page as she spoke out loud to Gold, "A meteorite found in Addis Ababa?" her brows furrowed in confusion as she looked up at the older man, "So what?"
"So what? You mean, to us they are just meteorites." he continued as Kathryn nodded, "Fair enough. But the level of specific radioactivity is so high to anyone from the planet Krypton, this substance is lethal."
Leroy looked very confused as he took the page from Kathryn's hands and looked it over, staring soon after at Gold, "Wait a minute, Mr. Gold. You mean fire and bullets can't hurt this girl, but this stuff here…"
"Will kill her." everyone said in unison.
"Oh!" Leroy smiled as he finally understood what was going on.
Gold had a smirk to him as an evil plan was already cooking up in his head, "Doesn't it give you kind of a shudder of electricity through you to be in the same room with me?"
Kathryn chuckled, "Not like the one you'll get when you try to lay that rock on her. She can see you coming from miles with those super peepers of hers."
Gold rolled his eyes as he removed his glasses, "Oh, Lord, you gave them eyes, but they cannot see. Nor can Supergirl, through lead."
Kathryn's light bulb went off yet again, finally understanding Gold's full plan, "She can't see through lead."
Gold nodded with that same smirk still on his lips, "And kryptonite will destroy her."
Gold definitely had a plan that couldn't possibly fail.
Out in the countryside, an eighteen wheeler drove by, carrying a missile strapped to the back, while it was being guarded by at least three army vehicles. Gold stood nearby, dressed and ready in a EMT uniform. He held a small remote control in his hands as tires were heard screeching off in the distance. A mint green colored car came driving by, as it was controlled by Gold himself. All part of his plan. He pressed a button on the remote, causing the vehicle to crash on it's own as it slid across the empty road, rolling a couple of times until it landed back on its four wheels.
Shortly after, the three army jeeps that were guarding the eighteen wheeler stopped on the side of the road, every soldier that occupied the vehicles made their way out as their eyes now fell upon Kathryn's body that laid out in the middle of the road, next to the now crashed car, pretending to be passed out. Wearing a rather short skirted, red dress.
"Hey, look at this. It looks pretty bad." a soldier said, the entire group gathering around Kathryn's body.
"Alright, get on the radio and get an ambulance down here. I don't want to hold this convoy more than I have to." said the General himself, his eyes focused on Kathryn as one of his soldiers ran to one of the jeeps to call for an ambulance.
Of course, while they were all preoccupied with the well being of the blonde that laid flat on the middle of the road, not even taking notice that Leroy was underneath the missile, tampering with the keypad that was underneath it as he looked at his arm. He typed up the numbers that Gold had given him so that the missile would go to where he wanted and not the military.
Gold came by driving an ambulance as he picked up Kathryn. Every single soldier were drooling over the blonde woman that they didn't even bother to take notice that Gold was alone.
Once in the ambulance and away from the military- with Kathryn now sitting happily in the passenger seat- Gold pulled over after a while as Leroy came running down a hill towards the vehicle. A happy, and excited smile on his face as he mounted the ambulance.
"I did it!" he continued through pants, beads of sweat decorating his forehead as he removed his hat, "I did it, Mr. Gold!"
Gold nodded, smiling, "Alright, Leroy. Now, listen, it's not that I don't trust you, but uh… well, I don't trust you, Leroy." he looked over his shoulder at the man, quickly looking back at the road again, "What did you do? Walk me through it."
"Well…" Leroy lifted up his sleeve, exposing his forearm as he pointed out the numbers that were written on it in the order he typed them in, "I set the first directional vector to uh, 38. The second one to 67, and the third one to uh, 117."
"What about the fourth one?" Gold asked, quickly looking over at the man over his shoulder.
Leroy's brows furrowed as his smile soon disappeared, "What- what fourth one?"
There was a sudden confused look on Gold's face, "Wait a minute, wait. You said you set the third one to 117?"
Leroy nodded, showing his boss his arm, "Yes, sir. See, I wrote it down, Mr. Gold. I wrote it down."
Gold shook his head, already growing upset at the man, "Leroy," his hand hit the steering wheel in anger, "Leroy! The third one was supposed to be 11, and the fourth one 7."
"Oh… gee. Oh, gee, Mr Gold." Leroy nervously looked down at his arm, "Oh, see. I guess my arm wasn't long enough," he showed Gold his arm, "See?"
Gold grew angrier, "Leroy, would you like to see a long arm?"
"Mr. Gold, I'm so-"
"Leroy! Would you like to see a very, very long arm?" Gold shouted as he soon moved to the back seat, reaching for Leroy to strangle him for his mistake, all while Kathryn was quick to reach for the steering wheel in a panic.
A while later, they tried again. This time, while Gold and Leroy drove an eighteen wheeler of their own to block off the road for the army. Which they soon stopped, dismounting their vehicles as Gold and Leroy did the same. While both men acted clueless to what was going on, Kathryn sneaked underneath the missile as she typed in the right coordinates with success.
"Hi everyone!" Emma smiled greedingly as everyone mumbled their good mornings at the Daily Planet.
"Hi, Swan!" Ingrid smiled brightly at the blonde as she was passing through.
"Oh, hi, Ingrid. Say, have you seen Ms. Mills around by any chance?" Emma asked, not having seen the brunette all morning.
"Last I heard, she was out in the West doing an interview, looking into a land fraud deal. She took Graham along with her on his first big assignment. Some guy wants to buy land out there for incredible prices," she chuckled, shaking her head at the crazy thought, "Can you believe it? Who'd want to be in a desert?"
"Well, golly, that doesn't make sense."
Ingrid chuckled once more, "The world doesn't make sense, Swan, you ought to know that." she reached for a newspaper article, handing it over to Emma, "Just take a look at this article about a dispatch from Addis Ababa. People break into a museum at night, kill two people and what do they steal? A worthless piece of meteorite."
"Well, frankly, I've never been able to understand violence in any form." Emma replied, her eyes looking up at the woman after reading through the article. Her index finger pushing up at her glasses.
Ingrid smiled over at the blonde, "I know that about you, Swan. You know, I see myself a lot in you. I was once…"
A loud whistling sound was heard from the distance, really close as if they were meant for only Emma to hear. Ingrid's voice was blocked out as Emma couldn't help but cover her ears due to the loud, random sound. She blinked several times as Gold's voice echoed around her.
"Gold here. Only one thing alive with less than four legs can hear this frequency, Supergirl, and that's you. In approximately five minutes, a poison gas pellet containing Propane-Lithium compound will be released through thousands of air ducts in the city effectively annihilating half the population of Metropolis."
Emma adjusted her glasses once more, slowly walking away from Ingrid who kept talking up a storm- her back turned as she shuffled through papers while still talking to the blonde.
"I know it all seems a bit much but how else was I going to meet you, Supergirl? I knew you'd never accept an invitation to tea. But a disaster, with people in danger People who need help. Well, I just knew you couldn't resist the chance to sort of pitch in. Know what I mean?"
Emma entered an office that was empty with no people in sight, pulling up the blinds to the window. She crossed over, sitting on the ledge, dropping off the window as she quickly undressed and flew off in a hurry. Her red cape and blonde hair flapping in the wind with force.
"There's a strong streak of good in you, Supergirl. But then, nobody's perfect. Almost nobody."
Emma picked up speed, already picking up Gold's location. She landed with ease on her feet as people excitedly crowded around her. She placed a hand out, her eyes glancing at every single person there, "Everyone stand back, please. Stand back. There's nothing to worry about." with that being said, the blonde spinned around so fast, she drilled a hole in the concrete as she traveled underground.
Leroy's eyes widened as he was listening at the big steel door. A rumbling sound was able to be heard, as well as felt while their surroundings began to shake.
"I think she's coming, Mr. Gold!" said Leroy, placing his ear back onto the cold door. His eyes suddenly growing bigger than before at the sight of the steel door being slowly pushed open. "She's definitely coming, Mr. Gold."
Gold's eyes followed Leroy as he cowardly ran to stand behind him. Kathryn peeked out curiously from behind a gold curtain as Emma gave one last push to the big steel door, causing it to crash onto the floor. Gold remained calmly seated at his desk with his feet propped up.
"It's open, come in." Gold grinned calmly as Emma made her way towards him. "My attorney will be in touch with you about the damage to the door. Leroy, take the lady's cape."
Emma's eyes moved from Gold to Leroy, stopping the shorter man right in his tracks as she gave him a deadly glare.
"I don't think she wants me to, Mr. Gold."
"Alright, Gold, where's the gas pellet?" Emma's eyes looked over at Gold.
"Somewhere…" Gold chuckled, sitting calmly at his desk, "in the back of my mind, actually. It's a little idea I was toying with."
"Is that how a warped brain like yours gets its kicks? By planning the death of innocent people?"
"No, by causing the death of innocent people." Gold's voice was as calm as could be.
Meanwhile, two rockets were launched off into the air, all while Gold showed off his plans to Emma, pointing towards a map he had as part of the marbled floor.
"Now, as you may or may not know, I am, as they say… very heavy into real estate." he walked around slowly as the blonde followed, her eyes set on the man, "In order to make money in that game, you have to buy for a little and sell for a lot, right?" he turned to Leroy, as he quickly nodded in agreement.
"Right."
Gold nodded, his eyes focused on Emma once again, "So, the problem. How to make the land more valuable between the time you buy it, and the time you sell it. Now, this is California." Leroy quickly placed a transparent sheet, with the state of California drawn out, containing new labels of places the older man had planned to take over. "The richest, most populous state in the union."
"I don't need a geography lesson from you, Gold."
"Oh, yes, of course, you've been there. I do forget, you get around, don't you?" Gold let out a small cackling sound, pearly white teeth exposed, "Now, where was I?"
"California." Leroy stood up from placing the transparent layout on the marbled floor. Emma's eyes moving from him to Gold in one quick move.
"California, right." Gold nodded, continuing, "The San Andreas Fault. Maybe you've heard of it?"
"Yes. It's the joining together of two land masses." the blonde looked up from the map towards Gold, "The fault line is unstable and shifting which is why you get earthquakes in California from time to time."
Gold grinned, truly impressed, "Wonderful. I couldn't have said it better myself." he pointed towards the state of California, guiding his cane throughout a red line, "Everything West of this line is the richest, most expensive real estate in the world. San Diego, Los Angeles, San Francisco." he pointed again, "Everything on this side of the line is just hundreds and hundreds of miles of worthless desert land which just so happens to be owned by…"
A whooshing sound was heard, same with Leroy grunting and jumping where he stood as he felt Gold's cane hit his leg in one quick motion.
"Oh, uh, Robert Gold Incorporated." said Leroy, staring right at the blonde before them.
Robert grinned, "Now, call me foolish, call me irresponsible." he shrugged, chuckling, "It occurs to me that a 500 megaton bomb planted at just the proper point, would, uh…"
Emma's eyes looked towards where his cane was pointing, her brows creased with worry, "Would destroy most of California." she looked up at Gold, "Millions of innocent people would be killed. The West Coast as we know it would…"
"Fall into the sea." Gold mockingly waved, "Bye bye, California. Hello new West Coast. My West Coast," he pointed out to a new layout of the state of California that Leroy had laid out before them, "Costa del Gold, Goldville, Marina del Gold," Emma shook her head, a smirk on her lips at his crazy idea as Gold continued, "Leroyburg…" his eyes looked up at a nervous Leroy, "Leroyville?"
"Ms. Midas, she has her own place-" Leroy shifted nervously.
"Leroyburg?"
"It's a little-bitty place, Mr. Gold-"
"Leroyburg?" Gold's voice went up an octave, growing upset.
"Okay, I'll just wipe it off." Leroy quickly bend down, wiping off his name as it was written out in marker.
"You're a dreamer, Gold." Emma moved around him, her eyes focused, "A sick, twisted dreamer. You're plan couldn't possibly work."
"I'll admit, there were a few problems. Adjusting the precise trajectory of the missle. Finding the optimum stress point for the fault line itself. Which, by the way is target zero, right…" he pointed his cane to the exact spot on the map, slamming it down hard, causing the plastic to crack, "here."
As the military noticed that the rockets weren't heading the direction they were meant to go. The army tried aborting the mission with failure as there was no way to do so.
"Well, what do you think? Interesting?" Gold entered his living room as Emma followed him in tow.
"Well, your theory's quite impressive, Gold." replied Emma.
Gold turned to Leroy, "Leroy, would you go to the viewing room, please?" his eyes fell back on Emma as Leroy left the room.
"But as for the rest, it's nothing but a sick fantasy."
Gold chuckled, "Fantasy? No. It's history. It's happening, Supergirl." he leaned on his cain, "Ms. Midas!" he shouted.
Kathryn came in running in a hurry, "Yes, Robert?"
"Where's the rocket now?" he asked.
"It's going like a bat over the Grand Canyon. So, is the other one." Kathryn smiled.
Emma's eyes widened, piercing through Gold, "The other one? There's two of them?"
At the snap of Gold's fingers, both Kathryn and Leroy left the room. Gold sat down on top of a chest made out completely of lead, looking up at Emma as she stood before him, "Yes, Supergirl. Double jeopardy. Even you, with your great speed, couldn't stop both of them. While I, on the other hand, could stop them both with my detonator."
Emma walked up to him, clearly upset, "Alright, Gold. Where is it?" Gold actually gasped in surprise as the blonde gripped tightly to his shirt, easily picking him up in the air, his feet hanging in mid air, "Where's the detonator?"
Gold's head, as well as his gaze turned towards his left, as did Emma's. He grunted as the blonde released him, his body plopping back down onto the chest. Her green eyes focused towards the room, using her x-ray vision towards Gold's safe and drawers on his desk. None containing said detonator.
She turned back towards Gold, looking at the chest that was underneath him, "You diseased maniac." she walked towards him, "Did you really think you could hide it from me by encasing it in lead?" Gold grunted as Emma grabbed onto his suit jacket, easily tossing him towards his couch, "I'll mold this box into your prison bars."
"Don't touch that." Gold held out his hand in warning. Smirking as Emma's features were no longer angry, but scared as inside the chest was a glowing, green meteorite rock- staring deadly at her. "I told you."
Emma slowly stepped back, feeling as her whole body burned, becoming weak by the meteor. She had never known of anything that could possibly make her weak, or hurt her in any way. But, this piece of glowing rock did. And it was painful. Her eyes remained on the item as she kept stepping back.
"It's kryptonite, Supergirl." Gold explained, grinning victoriously, that something out of this world could actually hurt the famous girl of steel, "A little souvenir from the old hometown. I've spared no expense to make you feel right at home." he walked towards the chest, bending to pick up the rock as it hung from a heavy chain, walking calmly towards Emma as she held out her hand to stop him, backing away slowly from him. "You were great in your day, Supergirl. But it just stands to reason. When it came time to cash in your chips this old, diseased maniac would be your banker."
Emma's eyes began to weakly droop as her body leaned up against the cold concrete wall. Gold following suit.
"Mind over muscle." he hung the meteor around the blonde's neck by the chain like a necklace, holding onto it preventing her body from collapsing on him on his floor.
"You don't… even care… where the other missile is headed, do you?" her voice sounded just as weak as she felt, breathing out every word. She grunted in pain as Gold guided her to walk towards his pool.
"Certainly, I do. I know exactly where it's headed. Hackensack, New Jersey."
Emma groaned in pain as her body fell weakly into the pool after Gold released her. Gold grinned as the water splashed to the weight of the blonde's body, floating within the deep end.
"I have to leave you now. No hard feelings. We all have our little faults. Mine's in California." Gold walked towards a light switch, leaving a dark doom as he walked his way out.
"Robert, my mother lives in Hackensack." Kathryn's voice broke at the thought of her mother dying because of his crazy doings. She filled even more with worry as Gold silently looked down at his watch, and shook his head at her. Leaving without any remorse.
