This is a Superman Fanfiction only.

The food that was placed before us was shall we say, exactly what I come to expect from humans, the food looked nice, but after a single bite it left me with the notion that it looks better than it actually tastes, just like the species of the planet, it has much room for improvement it seems.

I took a scan of the food and as soon as I saw the nutritional data on it, I was even more worried about my godson, honestly, the thing was an imbalance of nutrients, did he grow up eating this? Now I am worried if he is lacking key nutrients, the food was greasy, the beef had so much fat, it was bathing in it, the entire meal consisted of salty, fatty and sweet tastes, this makes me actually miss the food Kal-El's mother used to make, and she was not that skilled in cooking.

"Kal-El, please tell me you ate healthier food than this, I think we need to make a few hundred emergency rations for you if that is the case, this food is a combination of salty, greasy, and sweet, the only thing this thing is missing is powder from the crystal of oblivion, this is closer to a biological weapon than food."

He began to laugh, "Yet millions of people eat this very same food, and the companies that make it are quite profitable, I guess we are very much alike, I also dislike fast food as they call it, we had to obtain this since it was such short notice. What is powder from a crystal of oblivion?"

My wife could not help but to laugh, "It is the powder obtain from crushing a crystal, called the crystal of oblivion, it is a highly addictive narcotic, it can also be refined into a very dangerous painkiller, it is illegal in the alliance due to the habit-forming side effects it possesses. I rather like this breaded meat dish myself, the drink not so much."

"These people do realize that we can actually sense them, can't they? I guess this planet has no concept of privacy, might as well get to the core of the matter, we came up with a genetic treatment that would basically rewrite the genetic structure of your girlfriend, to be able to withstand being intimate with you, and carry a child to full term."

I placed a terminal and then I pushed the keys to show an illustration as I describe the concepts, my godson may be Kryptonian, but he never had the benefit of our basic education, I doubt this planet teaches their young like they once did on our home planet.

"The serum cannot be used with everyone, it has been specifically formulated for the genetic structure of Lois Lane, she would receive an intravenous injection, but she must be placed inside one of our healing pods for no less than a week, we project that is how long it will take for her body to accept the genetic modifications, she would be sedated during this time to lessen any mental harm due to stress."

I saw him look at the display and as the display ended the terminal turned off, "So basically you are telling me she has to give up her humanity in order for us to be able to have children, isn't there another way? A way that does not require the use of this therapy?"

I looked at him, I knew he would say something like that, so much like Jor-El, he must have lived quite a peaceful life growing up, it almost makes me happy to see that he still had that innocence, the innocence that Faora and I lost a long time ago, having been soldier for as long as we have, tends to change a person, makes them realize that the best choice is often the one that appears to be the least desired.

"There is, she would have to be exposed to green Kryptonite since the conception to the day your child is born, she would develop cancer and more than likely die a few months after your child is born, Kryptonite is a radioactive substance, back in our home world the planet used it in fission reactors for energy, it was not something we would touch without proper protection."

She looked at me and she then touched my hand, "There is also the possibility of finding a planet that is able to sustain life that orbits a red sun, this in time would cause you to be unable to process the light and thus you would be no better than a human, this would take years, and life-sustaining worlds are extremely rare, trust him Kal-El, he would not suggest the genetic therapy if there was a better choice."

She looked at me and smiled, "This man has done everything he can for you because you are the son of his very good friend, his godson, and sometimes while I hate to admit it, he worried about your well being almost to make me feel that he cares about you as a parent would." I am his godfather, if his parents die, I am supposed to look after him as if he was my son, how could I abandon my duty?

This constant being seen as an enemy is, however, making me feel less than welcomed, honestly I received warmer welcomes in a space pirate base than here, and their people are supposed to stand for justice of all things, I mean, I am only trying to help Kal-El, it's not like I wanted to conquer this primitive planet, I could, but that would make me as evil as the criminals we been fighting ever since we began looking for a new home for our people.

"I will not force any choice on her, on that, you have my word. I merely wish to help you and her be able to live a fruitful, and fulfilling life, the people listening to our conversation do not matter to me in the least, never mind the fact they are rude, my main concern is your happiness and well being."

I really hate the taste of this liquid, "If you choose to simply ignore the choices I provided, and wish to simply let nature take it's course, well I will respect that, but I do believe she must be given a chance to make that choice for herself. So tell me my godson, how long till I manage to talk with your significant other about this?"

He began to laugh, I don't know why? I did nothing that would be considered funny. That is when he began to honestly smile at us, "Godfather you have already presented your choices to her, she is one of the rude people listening to us, she apparently is still very afraid of you, can you promise me not to injure her?"

Now even my godson decides to insult me, "The Alliance is to promote peace, scientific advancement, security and the prosperity of all member races, I spoke truly since the first moment we met again, I would not cause anyone here harms unless it was in self-defense."

That is when she finally came through the doors and I could see that she indeed listened to everything I said, not the best way to have this conversation, but it appears humans are quite paranoid, I will never get used to that.

"What benefits would there be other than being able to have sexual relations and being able to carry my lover's child?" I guess I was planning to tell her this personally so, in the end, might as well tell her.

"You gain every benefit and all the weaknesses of being a Kryptonian, after exposure to your sun, you would be much like my godson is now, what did they call you, Superman? Well, you would be Superwoman after the therapy had time to finish and exposure to the light of your sun, you can suffer all our weaknesses also. Anything that harms my godson would harm you as well, and your offspring."

"The therapy might be new to you, but it is quite common in some other planets, if you don't, believe me, you might as the Green Lantern Corp, they have an extensive database on the sectors they protect, or so I been told by a member I met, I believe he said his name was Abin Sur rather friendly fellow unlike the one protecting this sector."

I decide to stand up and look at her, "If you choose to ignore this option, I am afraid that the simple act as you put it sexual intercourse would result in your death, and prolonged exposure to Kryptonite could, in fact, kill both of you, living under the light of a red sun cannot be simulated, you would have to find a planet with life-sustaining properties and live in that world for as long as you wished to interact with him or your child, doing so here would again kill you."

I touched her hand and placed it between mine, to make a point that I wish her no harm, "You are the person my godson loves, I would not want to harm you, as I would not want to harm him. We talked to the very best scientists of our Alliance and the gene therapy was the best option available."

She finally smiled, and touched my hand, "But do I have to leave this planet to have the therapy? I don't wish to leave the only planet I known as home, my parents, my life is here, I could never abandon it."

I let go of her hand and I began to laugh, "I never said you had to, everything that is needed is aboard our ship, the chamber and serum is already ready for you to use, my wife is very much able to monitor your life signs and keep you safe, she was the midwife that helped deliver Kal-El after all. While I hate it, you may continue to ask her for more embarrassing stories about our relationship while you are in the capsule. "

I decided to let her talk with Lois, it is simply better this way, they might come to an understanding now that I basically said all the basic components of my proposed treatment. I walked out of the room and began to look at my surroundings, this is their base, honestly, this is no better than a temporary garrison.

The place had little in a way of defenses, and a single laser cannon which by the way it was pointing I guess this place considers the planet more of a threat than anything that could attack from other planets, I honestly can't understand why my godson would choose to remain in this place, I dread to even think about the substandard education these so-called humans gave my godson.

"I guess it is because here is where he grew up, he simply doesn't know any better. I guess he simply will continue to choose this planet, even though I imagine he is as welcome as we are, he could have a nice, peaceful life on our new homeworld, I guess having found the lady he loves, he would naturally choose this place. Don't you think so?"

I didn't need to turn around to know I was being followed, "My home world of Mars was destroyed by invaders, the Imperium, and now it is a lifeless world, I should feel like you do, but I found that it is merely their way of being cautious, there is no ill will in their behavior, would you act any different if the situation was reversed?"

Never thought of it like that, this Martian makes a good point, had some alien come in an armed ship to Krypton I probably would feel the same way they do, but this is not the first time I have come with peaceful intentions, "The Alliance could easily either destroy or take over this planet given their level of technological advancement, but that is not why the Alliance exists, it would defeat the very purpose of it."

"I honestly worry about my godson, the things that I feel he should know that was denied to him, the training he lacks, or the fact that I worry about his health on this planet, on my first visit I was attacked by these humans, I wonder what they would try to do if they knew how much more advanced we are compared to them."

I should really know better than to be this open with these people, but my godson trust them, so I guess I should give them the benefit of doubt, "I imagine they will try to take your spouse hostage and force you to give them everything you know. I can think of one group that would be very willing to do just that, and even use you both as genetic experiment subjects, the woman is named Amanda Waller."

That made little difference to me, "If they think we are defenseless, they would be in for a rude awakening, I came in what would be the equivalent to civilian everyday attire, I did not come to attack after all, but had I come to launch an assault, I can defend myself. I worry about my godson, he does not have my education or training. This planet is no threat to me or the Alliance, and vice versa."

"What is it that you don't like about our fast food?" That is not something I was expecting, "Flash, was it? Flash you might want to eat that garbage, and many people as I was told in fact do, but it is not a healthy way of eating. Now if you and the rest will follow me to my ship, and I will show you what actual food tastes like."

I walked towards the hangar and as we entered ship I took them to the place where the crew would eat, "Computer, please make five sets of the Basic Meal Number 3." The computer hearing my order made five plates appear on the table, basic meal number three, appropriate lunch for a warrior with little time.

"You do not need to worry, the table that food appeared on has a built-in replicator, it is a standard method of making things in the Alliance, you do not need to worry, the food is not poisoned, now please have some of it."

They were surprised by something or so their facial expressions told me. I simply watched and looked at each as they finished the meal, the one called Flash actually ordered five more sets for himself, five days worth of food for one person, how is this man still alive?

"So now that you had some basic food, can you see the difference between this and your so-called fast food? This meal is enough nutritional intake for a person to be able to survive for an entire day, it is called Basic Meal because this is standard menu for Alliance Military personnel that have been deployed on long-range missions."

I touched the table and I sat down on an empty chair, "This should also show you how advanced the Alliance is, everything you ate was made through a molecular synthesizer, by deconstructing our own waste, and recycling the materials that we do not need, we can make pretty much anything. No need to waste that which you will later need. I could also make weapons, armor, medicines, and even replacement organs using this technology."

I looked at them and I could see the ideas beginning to come together in their minds, I know where their thought process is headed, "So if we had this technology, the watchtower would be self-sufficient, we would have the means to sustain ourselves indefinitely." I knew that this was going to happen, the very same thing happened.

"Not only that you would be able to heal your members at an extreme rate, and better than any hospital on the planet, sadly I have to tell you that we can't give you the information on how to make this or any of our technology since this planet is not a member of the Alliance."

That made them all look at me in a much more different light it seems, "So you share your knowledge with other members of your Alliance, why would you do that?" I told them by doing this the Alliance is constantly developing new technology and improving our knowledge, a new perspective gives rise to new ideas.

"So what are the chances of your Alliance joining our little Justice League?" I had no reason to lie, I told him that the same chances they had to join our Alliance, they would have to follow the rules and guidelines of the Alliance and they would have to cooperate with the Alliance in good faith.

"So Lois would be inside this ship for the time she is being given this genetic treatment, could the serum be used on any other humans?" I once again knew this would happen, the fabled hunger to create the so-called super soldier, many species had it and many died due to their attempts, I should really not be so surprised.

"The treatment is made for each individual, so no, there is no serum that is available for everyone, and even if they did use it, the consequences would be not only painful but lethal, that is why Lois has to be in a healing chamber the entire time, the changes would happen too fast and painful, her body simply could not adapt on its own. So does that answer your question, Ms. Lane?"

I heard her laugh as she came out of hiding, it seems the Green Lantern used a camouflage field on her, "I should not be surprised you could see me, is that why you ordered an extra plate? I should have expected it coming from people that have x-ray vision." I told her that we could not see through lead without some aid.