I think this story will end up being 4 chapter at most FYI. Probably will upload a lot of stuff before the new year.
METROPOLIS
16 Hours Later
Superman POV
"So what happened between you and Lois," Hal asks me for the eight time. After taking a short nap, I started flying over to the Daily Planet to confront Lois. Hal decided to come along for some reason.
"I said I was going to ask her about the headline," I reply.
"So what did you do?"
"What did I do?" I got defensive. "I didn't approve of the headline."
"Would your girlfriend print that headline if she wasn't mad at you?"
"I've been gone for a week what could I have done?" Hal shrugs. "Why are you coming along?"
"I really want to know what happened. You burned the article with your heat vision, so I have to ask the reporter who filed the report."
"Couldn't you have gotten another newspaper while I was taking a nap?"
"Maybe but I'd rather learn what happened with you."
As the two of us approached the Daily Planet, I pull out my phone to call Lois.
DAILY PLANET, METROPOLIS
20 Minutes Later
"Are you still calling her?" Hal asks as he uses his power ring to play chess with himself.
"She'll come," I respond.
"This is your eighteenth call," he points out, a small arrow into my heart. "She's not coming." I ignore him.
"Hi this is Lois Lane," the phone says. "I'm not available right now leave me a message." I get that message again and begin to recall.
"Ok let me try."
"What?"
"I'll call her, just give me her number." Hal takes out his phone.
"Why do you think you can get a hold of her?"
"Because she probably hasn't blocked me."
"She hasn't blocked-" I think for a second, "-no she hasn't blocked me."
"Uh huh," Hal says unconvinced.
"964. 555. 5743." I tell him. He puts the phone on speaker.
"[RING]"
"[RING]"
"[RING]" She must be busy-
"Hello," Lois voice comes out of the phone. I attempt to speak but I am cut off by Hal who uses his ring to create a construct of a hand over my mouth.
"Hello Ms. Lane," Hal says in a much deeper voice. "This is the Batman." I stare at him in shock of his stupidity. If Bruce finds out- "I wish to meet with you on the top of the Daily Planet building."
"Oh. Is this about Robin?" she says in a calm voice. "Or Superman?" she says in a voice concealing so much anger that spirits come out from the phone.
"Yea-" Hal almost breaks character as the evil spirits tug at his soul. "Yes." He says in character before closing his phone. "Are you sure there is nothing you want to repent?" Hal asks me.
"N-no," I respond.
"I've never seen anyone so intimidating with just a name beside Bruce."
We stressfully wait for Lois to appear.
"[CREAK]" The two of us hear the door open.
"Hey Batman," I hear Lois say. "I'd like to thank-" Lois then stops speaking when she realizes that it is us.
"Lois I would like to talk-" I say in a stern voice. Lois proceeds to give of an aura of rage. "-to you-" I stutter my way through the rest of my sentence. "-a bou ut-" as I am about to finish something unexpected happen. The demon like aura dissipated. It was replaced with... a smile.
"You would like to talk to me," she said with an angelic smile. "I'm very glad you came to me-" Her smile hasn't changed but it suddenly got less comfortable. "-before your wife." Then her smile, despite no change in form, took new meaning. Her smile was one of condescension and disappointment. "Superman!" I snap back to reality. "What do you want me to tell you that your wife can't?" Her smile changed for the first time as it grew stronger.
"M-m-m-myy-y-yy-y-" I stutter. What is she- Who gave her this idea?
"Yes your wife," she gets uncomfortably close and pinches my cheek."Robin was so kind to tell me about her."
"Robin?" Hal interjects.
"Yes, he came here to investigate your wife." What? "Actually it might have been wives." Hal looks at me with a dropped jaw. Lois turns around an starts to walk away.
"Wait Lois!" I yell after her.
"What?" she says with a leak of rage in her voice.
"I-I don't have a wife." She gives me a look of disbelief.
"So Superboy is NOT a Kryptonian?" she asks. Conner, where does he come into this.
"Well... no he is a Kryptonian." I say not knowing the proper answer.
"I see. Now I know how reliable my source was." She begins to step into the Daily Planet. "Then I hope he raised by people better than you or your wife." What is she talking about? Lois continues to walk away.
"Wait Lois!" She ignores me and walks back into to Daily Planet.
"Your wife?!" Hal asks shocked.
"I-I-I don't know...What? It-"
STAR LABS, METROPOLIS
16 Hours Earlier
Green Lantern (John Stewart) POV
"Alright can you explain that last part again," I ask the woman again.
"I told you, that little brat forced me to run in the rain," she complained.
"That brat being Robin?" I ask skeptically.
"Yes he also sent me out to contact the League," Dr. Hamilton interjects.
"Right..." I say skeptically. "And what did he do after that?"
"I saw him leave the building with someone."
"Batman?"
"No, a woman."
"Anything else you can tell us? Anything to identify her with."
"She was too far away, but she didn't look like any of our staff."
"So she came from outside?"
"Hey John one of them is coming through!" Flash yells at me.
"Coming!"
Well despite this incident, it's been a really quiet week. Superman and Hal went into space a week ago and Superman wanted some people to watch over Metropolis. So I agreed to cover for the week during the night with Flash covering during the day. Just as we were about to alternate the League got a report of a hostage situation at STAR Labs, so we both ended up coming.
We get here and all the guards are knocked out, with the experimental zeta-tech room destroyed. After some simple facial scans Flash and I matched them to a cult known as the Church of Blood.
"So I just spoke to Dr. Hamilton about Robin," I tell Flash.
"Really?" Flash responds.
"Any idea who is pretending to be Dick?"
"Maybe it's the new kid."
"New kid?"
"Yeah didn't you hear." Flash responded. "Batman got another Robin."
"Where do you get one?"
"Do you want to know how to find a sidekick?"
"Well- Ye- I mean-Wait what was Robin doing here?"
"He was here? Does that mean Batman was here?"
"I don't know but according to Hamilton left with some girl."
"He's already got a date! He's supposed to be 11."
"I think she's too old for him."
"Ugggghhhhhh" one of the cultists begins to come through.
"Once we interrogate this guy lets go find Robin," Flash says.
(7:27) Robin: Heyyyyyyy...
(7:27) Robin: I probably shouldn't have asked that
(7:28) Superboy: What
(7:28) Superboy: Yeah I guess
(7:29) Robin: You look nothing like her
(7:30) Superboy: ?
(7:31) Robin: I'm with your mom right now if your wondering how I know that.
(7:33) Robin: Do you want me to say anything to her?
MOUNT JUSTICE
Superboy POV
What?
How does-
It isn't-
I...
(7:34) Superboy: I DON'T HAVE A MOM
Left caps lock on.
Maybe I should have gone with Robin earlier.
NO WAIT!
He's trying to mess with me.
Dick warned me about his mind tricks.
Best I avoid them by ignoring him.
I mean what's the worst that can happen by ignoring him.
BIBBO'S DINER
Robin POV
Well I guess that he doesn't want to talk to me.
And judging from the all caps he doesn't want to talk to Maxima either. Unless he literally doesn't have a mom... I ponder that in the diner, cause... aliens, until Maxima starts speaking.
"What is this establishment?" She asks curiously. She stares around the diner and is met with the stares of other customers. Five customers and one employee was in the diner.
"A restaurant?" I ask. "Do they really not have those in space?"
"I'm not familiar with the Earthish term 'restaurant.'" Earthish term?
"It's a place where people eat."
"Communally? Seems unhygenic." I feel like I should respond since she seems to have insulted all of us Earthlings tradition.
"Would you rather talk One-on-One?"
"Hmmmmmmmm. If it's not too much of an hassle."
I walk up to and get up on the front counter, the owner visible irked that I was standing on it.
"ALRIGHT," I announce to everyone. "I WILL PAY EVERYONE IN HERE $2000 TO LEAVE AND THE OWNER $10,000 TO LET US EAT ALONE!" Everyone in the diner started to talk to one another.
"Show me the money," Bibbo demanded. He probably thinks I'm a cosplayer. I proceed to toss a wad of cash at him. Batman has me keep $20,000 in cash on me in case of an emergency. "This is real?"
"Of course it's real," I say feeling slighted. The rest of the customers start to line up for their money. I give them each $2,000 however the last person, a girl about a year older than me eating with her mom asked for something extra.
"Hey, umm do you think that- I could possible- I don't know" I look down and see a camera in her hand.
"Do you want a photo?" I ask.
"Yes!" she said in awe. She proceeded to turn the camera around for a selfie and, to up the ante, gives me a kiss on the cheek.
"[FLASH]"
"THANK YOU!" She and her mom start leave the building.
"Is that one of your lovers?" Superwoman (that's what I call Maxima) asks.
My lov-... one of them? That's a bizarre phrase. Is she, and by extension Superman- and Kryptonians-
"So why did you bring me here?" I ask the self declared (one of many?) lover of Superman, and probable Kryptonian based on her superpowers.
"Well I don't know about you but I'm hungry?" Annnnnd this is probably gonna be a long night. "So I'm gonna have the turkey burger and fries."
"If we are here to replenish I shall have the Ise Kram."
"Ice cream?"
"Is that how you pronounce it?" I guess English is her second language.
"One ice cream and one turkey burger with fries," Bibbo asks.
"I think we'll take the table by the window," I respond.
I guide Superwoman to the table and we sit on opposite sides of the booth, facing each other.
"So you and Superman are..." I start.
"Husband and wife," she responds quickly. "I think that's the Earthish term for it." She thinks!? That's a REALLY big claim to be 'thinking ' about.
"So how many other people are in your and Superman's husband-wife thing?"
"Hmmmm. There is some of my servants-" I'm leaning towards misinterpretation. "-that reporter, Ms. Lane." As in Lois Lane? Superman's reporter he's always saving. "then there are-"
"And you understand what you do in the husband-wife thing?"
"It's when you compete to produce offspring." I guess that's accurate enough.
"Compete with who?"
"Husbands and wives." Wait if all those people she mentioned were involved in 'producing offspring' is Superman a polygamist? Are Kryptonians polygamists?
"How did you get here?" Blood and his cult were trying to summon a demon, and I don't think she counts as one.
"I was trying to leave the Phantom Zone."
"The Phantom Zone?"
"An alternate dimension. I was trying to get out and when I saw the portal open up I took it." The Phantom Zone must be some type of alien hub for intergalactic travel. Link a Dubai or Paris of space.
"So why are you here?" I ask her point blank. "You mentioned something called the Rhato?"
"The Rnhfry. It's the final coming of age ritual in my culture."
"Is it for the kids?" Superboy seems like he's about to turn 18. So did she come to do an alien bar mitzvah for him?
"Sort of," she finishes off the last of her ice cream. "I must now kill my husbands greatest rival for the next generation." I stop eating my burger.
"Please repeat that." I ask of her.
"I must remove any challenge to my love."
"You-"
"[BEEP]" A device on her belt seems to have gone off. She pulls out a cube and brings it to her ear.
"Jdfhbgkdjskf skjdfjskgs Maxima," she speaks into the cube.
"Dfkjnfdhkgjdd dfkfhfgd Odhfhg," the cube responds.
"Eiurhgdrgk Lex Luthor jdkfgdfgd eiktur."
"Udughkdusfksdhfs." Maxima then puts the cube back into her belt and starts to walk off.
"Hey where are you going?" I ask following her out of the restaurant.
"I have to go meet my servants, " she casually brushes off. "Thank you for the human delicacy."
"What are you going to do with Lex Luthor?" That was the only name that seemed familiar in her phone call.
"He is my husband's greatest rival." Rival? Luthor's some sort of philanthropist in this city. Does greatest hero count as a rivalry? If Superboy has sibling and she has to do this again is Batman next?
"Wait-" she's about to do a super-jump. I fire my wrist taser and aim for the back of her neck.
"ughh" that is no where near as much pain as I need-
She grabs my taser with her hand and yanks me towards her. She grabs my uniform with one hand and bring me face to face with her.
"That was unnecessary," she tells me slightly annoyed. "But I don't have time for you." She then chucks me down the street.
"[CRACK]" I went through the glass of some shop. I get up and look at her jump away. Ok now it's time to call Batman. I click on my communicator.
"Batman-"
"YOU PIECE OF SHIT! [BAM]" I hear Dick scream then punch.
"Stop blaming me for your own failiures! [BAM] [BAM] [BAM] GROW UP!" I hear Batman yell back.
"Batman?" I carefully ask.
"Let me finish this- [BAM]" I think Dick got back at him, but I turn off my communicator before one of them can answer.
"[SIGH]" They probably aren't going to be helpful today. I pull out the map on my holo-computer to check where Maxima is heading. I was able to slip a tracker on her when she grabbed me. Seems to be heading outside the city, so I don't think she will be a problem for a while. I better start investigating before she gets back.
"Oh my god its Robin the Boy Wonder!" I turn around to see a crowd of students begin to come and surround me.
"How does the grappling hook work."
"What fabric is this cape?"
"Please sign my notebook!"
This crowd is getting too close to comfort. I think one of them is trying to undo my utility belt. Four more are stuffing paper in my face. Don't get me wrong, I love being treated like a famous actor. But I would also like to be able to greet the crowd on my terms.
I eventually squirm out of the crowd using a grappling hook.
15 minutes later
DAILY PLANET, METROPOLIS
Lois Lane POV
"Lane is that Quarci story done yet!" the chief calls from across the office.
"Almost there chief!" I reply. "I need a few more sources to confirm some numbers on militias in neighboring states."
"Can Kent bring back what you need from Sudan?" the chief asks.
"I hope so!"
"Don't hope, call him!"
"Got it!"
The chief was cranky that one of his reporters hadn't called in a week, but he's nowhere near as mad as I am at Kent. Here we are working on this story about Bialyian arms sales to anti-Quraci militias that launched raids on the country over the past year. Kent get's a call from a Sudanese boarder guard with evidence against the Bialya, jets off then turns off his phone. I been craving updates on a piece that can get me a second Pulitzer nomination, and Kent's silence doesn't help.
As I stress over my work I see a note I left on my desk. I'm curious since I don't remember writing it. Before I start reading it, I notice that the S seems to be the crossover of Superman's logo and a heart.
Dear Ms. Lane,
I wish to talk to you about your S. Meet me in the janitors closet.
-R
My... Superman... with a heart! But, I haven't told anyone about Superman and I. Who could possibly-
I investigate the signature of the letter. The R has a circle around it that looks familiar. Could it be Robert in the world bureau? Rachel in health? I look around to try and find them, but they aren't on this floor... or are they already in the closet.
I get up and slowly and walk towards the closet. Trying not to alert anyone to my movements. I take the letter with me to avoid leaving any evidence. As I approach the closet, I take a look at the ground and see no light is emerging from the closet. Am I early? I open the door just to be sure that no one is in there.
"Hello?" I ask into the dark room. I take a few steps into the room. Then the lights come on.
"Nice to meet you Ms. Lane," I hear a voice come out from behind me. I turn around and see Mr. R.
"Robin!"
"In the flesh."
"What are you doing in Metropolis?" I turn around a bit before following up with. "Is Batman here?"
"Nah, figured I didn't need him to deal with a small kidnapping case."
"A kidnapping case?" I didn't hear anything in the office about a kidnapping?
"Somebody from Gotham was kidnapped and smuggled up here."
"Shouldn't you have an adult help you with that?"
"What, you don't think I can't handle myself!" he says insulted.
"Why would you be coming to me if you could handle myself?" I retort.
"Simple. I can fight, research, and save the world, but I don't know everything about Superman."
"You wanted to ask me about Superman? Wouldn't your father be a better option?" And what does Kal have to do with a kidnapping case?
"He's busy, separate case in Gotham. And I don't think he took any of his ex-girlfriends on double dates with Superman, so I figured I'd ask the reporter who knew him best."
"Yeah I've also never been on a double-date with Superman." Or a movie date. Or to a restaurant. Or to a park. Thou maybe I should bug him about it more. If he had a secret identity that would solve some of the attention problems.
"Yeah I guess it would be awkward for you to go on any date with him."
"How rude! We have romantic encounters!" Just because we can't be seen together doesn't mean we don't do anything. And I'm not taking romantic criticism from a 12 year old.
"What?" the kid says confused. "You two are dating?"
"Yes... Isn't that why you put the heart over the S."
"What heart?" he asks confused. I uncrumple the letter the kid put on my desk and show it to him. "That wasn't supposed to be a heart."
"What it looks-" after another look at it I could see why it may not be a heart. It looks like the shield S logo of Superman.
"I think your just paranoid that his ex-wife will find you. " Huh. "Though I don't think she believes the ex-label."
"Wait WHAT?" HIS EX-WIFE!
"You're paranoid?" he answers, wondering if he got it correct.
"NO the thing after that!"
"That Supes ex-wife believes you're a paramour."
"Yes that!" he is then silent for a while. "Annnnddddd..."
"And what?" he responds unconcerned.
"That Superman is... was... [GULP]... married!"
"You didn't know?" he said perplexed. I take a second to examine the situation. Some kid from out of town comes without his father to talk to me, his father's best friend's girlfriend.
"[CHUCKLE] ha... ha..." I laugh uncomfortable enough for him to see through. "This is a joke right." I continue to laugh in a way that concerns him. "He never told me about any ex-wife-"
"Well I just met her," he interrupted, gaining my attention out of shock. "And there seems to be some family dysfunction with their kid not even wanting to talk with her."
"Their kid? You expect me to believe that my boyfriend tried to hide his ex-wife and kid."
"Well it could be that your his paramour, and the woman I met is his current wife."
"What are you- where did you get that idea?" I say perplexed.
"Well when I was talking with his ex-wife she made it seem like her culture is polygamist.
"Why do you think he is polygamist?"
"Well that's what this chick claiming to be his wife implied. And I assume if he married a-" I blank out because I don't want to hear the rest of what he has to say. This kid is clearly serious. He ACTUALLY believes this.
"You make it sound like he married another Kryptonian," I talked before he was finished so he was cut off.
"Or several," he interrupted as though to get me angry at the $#%%##$er Superman would be so easy.
"But there are no other Kryptonians, so how could he have been married to one!"
"Then who is Superboy's mother?" he asks me quite rhetorically. "You?" he followed up sarcastically.
"What does- Why bring that kid into it? AND WHY CAN'T I BE A MOM!" Does he not think I can handle it?!
"A human and a kryptonian cannot produce a child, the same way a cow and a pig cannot produce a child."
"What?" where did that analogy come from? "Am I a cow or a pig!"
"There cannot be inter-species breeding that is one of the basic concepts of genetics. I mean he's Superman's kid, so I would assume that his baby m-"
"Superboy is not Superman's kid," I remember Superman denying it to my face when he showed up a year ago.
"Yes he is!" Robin snaps back.
"No he isn't!" I get defensive. "I would know!"
"How well do you know him?" Robin asks me.
"I've been his girlfriend for three years-"
"And you two aren't married?" Robin asks. "After three years?" I clutch my fist as he probably asked that last part to mock me. "I wonder what his parents think about that?"
"His parents died on Krypton." I respond. Everyone should know that basic knowledge.
"No his adopted parents." Robin casually explodes my brain. "I'm sure Mr. and Mrs. -" he pauses as he is about to reveal their names. "Mr. and Mrs..." he responds, observing me. Though I cannot tell what my expression is, it interests him enough to be more careful with his words. "You have met his parents right?"
"I told you they died on Krypton."
"Then he was adopted." He repeats. "I'm sure he keeps a photo of them on his desk."
"Does Superman have a desk at the Hall of Justice?"
"No in his day job." HIS DAY JOB! He has a secret job! I guess he has to get life expenditures. "You know the one with his secret identity." That's it! I could believe that he has an ex-wife. But that he has one, a secret child, secret parents, AND a secret job. This kid is trying to mess with me.
"He doesn't have a secret identity!" I snap. "He doesn't wear a mask, how would he be able to keep it secret."
"Oh he hides his normal face in his secret identity, rather than obscure his face as Superman."
"What idiots would fall for that? Does he wear a pair of glasses and suddenly one of the most famous people on the planet is suddenly unrecognizable?"
"Apparently you would fall for it!" he says condescending. "I mean he's around you all day."
"I'm sure I would notice if he was around me!"
"Come on he probably tries to be charming with it. You mentioned that you were hungry for something and he overheard it, before showing up with what you want-"
"I would like a hamburger from Mario's but their shop here is closed-" I said. Then Superman brought me Mario's Burgers from Central city.
"Or that you wanted to watch a movie-"
"Is there a sequel to that film, I haven't seen it-" I said. Then Superman showed up with the movie.
"Or some job you needed help with-"
"Here Lois, this is what you need for-" Superman told me.
"Uhahhhhhh-" I break on the inside at his almost stalkerish understanding of things Kal has done for me. "You-"
"I can see you break down, don't bother resisting." It hurts to hear defeat so causally. "I'm surprised Superman didn't tell you his secret identity after three years." A part of my heart feel as though it was chipped away. "I mean even Bats tells his girlfriends after a while." I feel like he just stabbed my pride with a chainsaw. "Seriously if he hid his secret identity, is a kid that much further."
"I-I-" I don't believe it. I muster up every excuse I can think of to not believe a 12 year old over my boyfriend... but- "Having superpowers does not make him a Kryptonian!" There that should-
"I've seen him respond to kryptonite." Kryptonite? But that only affects- "And it seems as though he was responding like a Kryptonian." Acting. "Want to see the video." NOT ACTING! "Therefore there must have been a Kryptonian female for mating, and I think that was his ex-wife, or current wife… or best girl-"
As I go through his words over and over in his head, they play parallel to my memories of Kal. His frequent excuses, his demands for privacy, the distance in our relationship-
"Superboy is his SON!" I say in shock. Kal's (or whatever his name is) been lying to me. "That deadbeat #$%!" Robin seems to have stopped talking. "He lied to me! Said the kid wasn't his! Said he had no son." Has he been trying to avoid all responsibility for a child. What type of person does that? I try to think of any hole in the story of Superboy not being his kid. Who else could father a Kryptonian but the last son of Krypton. "Why doesn't he have all of Kal's superpowers?!" I demanded an explanation from Robin
"Why would he have all of his power if he was his son?" Robin replied almost Socratically.
"Because... genetics." Why did I think that?
"I mean he's only 18, still probably has some kryptonian puberty to go through before he gets them all."
"Why would kryptonian puberty be connected to his powers?"
"Well humans are born about 5-10 pounds and grow to over 100, 60 in your case." Very charming, he's too young for me, and I'm mad about the pig thing, but still charming. "I would assume that Kryptonians also slowly gain their powers." So Superman-and his son (MY STEP-SON?)- had super-puberty... "Besides if he had his powers from conception then wouldn't he be able to explode out of the womb with his superpowered hands like the xenomorphs in Ridley Scott's Alien."
DAILY PLANET, METROPOLIS
Lois Lane POV
"Besides if he had his powers from birth then wouldn't he be able to explode out of the womb like the xenomorphs in Ridley Scott's Alien."
DAILY PLANET, METROPOLIS
LoXs LXne POV
"... then wouldn't he be able to explode out of the womb like the xenomorphs in Ridley Scott's Alien."
METROPOLIS
LXXs LXXe POV
"... wouldn't he be able to explode out of the womb like the xenomorphs ..."
UNKNOWN
LXXX LXXX POV
"... explode out of the womb ..."
UNKNOWN
POV
I start to walk down the hallway. It's dark but I can feel where the hallway is. As I get further down the hallway it feels... lighter.
"Ha ha," what was that voice. I look around and see nothing because of the darkness. I try to take another step forward. "Ha" before I could do anything I hear that laughter again. Another look down has a small faint light appears. I kneel down and realize the lights are coming from the eyes. The eyes of a baby. I kneel down and pick up the baby.
"Hey there little guy," I tell the baby. "What are you doing here?"
"Mama."
"Huh"
"Mama."
The baby's red eyes are illuminating more of the room. As I look down towards the baby, I can see it's umbilical cord is still connected to something. As I follow the cord downward I see it get closer... to me. As my eyes look further down I come to what should have been the natural conclusion. There was a hole where my stomach-where my womb- should have been and the umbilical cord went straight into there.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-"
DAILY PLANET
Robin POV
"Or maybe Kryptonian wombs have evolved to handle super-powered babies," I think out loud. I turn around to see her reaction. And she DID NOT handle it well. I can tell because she is falling, about to be flat on their face. "$% ^"
I run forward to catch her.
"[SLAM]" she hits her knees on the floor but I prevent her face from becoming a casualty.
"Hey you ok!" I try to communicate with her. "[SNAP] [SNAP]" Well I doubt she knew what I needed to know anyways, but I may have told her stuff Superman didn't want me to tell her. I should probably go grab some kryptonite from Batman. I drag Lane out of the closet.
"HEY SOMEBODY CALL AN AMBULANCE!" I yell down the hallway. As I drag her to the writing room of Daily Planet, I'm greeted with stares and speculation about whether I'm real. Eventually some members of the staff approach us to help Lois. Several others have started calling an ambulance.
"Hey kid what happened?", a man yells out of the editors office labeled Perry White.
"She fainted," I respond.
"Well that's obvious, but why-" he's cut off by every TV in the room going to static. "-are you here?" Perry says having lost attention on me. Eventually the static ends when a familiar face appears on screen.
"Eskdjfhsk DSfdssj Almerac skhdfkhs sdd," Maxima states.
"Can I have a remote?" I ask the bewildered staff.
"Why?" a bewildered ginger staffer asks, with implication of why I would not want to watch this.
"To see if she took over a single station or all airwaves" I grab the remote and start changing the channels. "Well -" I remember what Alfred told me. "-that's not good."
"She's on my phone too-"
"And the internet-"
"I can't use my DS-"
She hasn't just taken over the TV but every wireless from of communication.
"-uytdyshshtsd," she continues. "Kshdfs sdsfds shdjste fss-" she shifts to show a photo of LexCorp tower. "-skhdsf jhsdfs. Sdfjskfs. Ddfs. trjefee. Erref." That sounds like a countdown.
"[BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM]"
"[BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM]"
"[BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM]"
"[BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM]"
Those explosions didn't come from the TV, but the fact that the building was in sight! The rest of the Daily Planet staff looked in horror as their skyline was redrawn. The tower's upper portion looked like a volcano just went off. I started to open a window.
"I better go deal with that, but nice meeting everyone!" I say back flipping out of the window and the building.
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