A few days before Superman and Doomsday had both died, Superman and Batman had hatched a plan to rid the world of Kryptonite. On the day that they had flung all that they had collected into the Sun, Doomsday had appeared and we all know what happened after that...the death of the worlds greatest Superhero. But our hero returned...defeating the impossible and coming back from the dead. However this story takes place a few years later.
Chapter 4:
After Clark left, Bruce sat down to ponder Big Blues situation. Although he would never admit it, he had way too much respect for him,
as Clark was something Bruce could never be. Someone who saw the world from a totally different point of view. Someone who saw so much
potential in the human race. A true hero, dedicated to helping as many people as he could. And even in a time of suffering, he gladly
gave himself into doing whatever he could to help. Bruce never understood why Clark did it, why he just didnt take control of the world,
why did he help so many in spite of his God like abilities.
Guess the Kents really brought him up to be a true hero, he thought. Bruce wondered what it would've been like if the Kents had been his parents or had brought him up. Probably would've been Batman with a smile who invoked laughter by tickling people into giving up, he smirked.
His thoughts then went back to the very perplexing situation with Clark. All his vitals were fine, his physical performance was even more astounding then normal. And yet his nose had bled. Under any normal circumstance, that would have been fine. But this was the man of steel, whose skin is impenetrable, and couldnt even bleed.
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Clark woke up with a start, when he heard what sounded like an explosion. He got out of bed to find that Lois wasn't in the apartment. Was he dreaming,
or had that really been an explosion. He got into his costume and was out the window, in less then 5 seconds, to investigate. He soared to the skies and
did his scanning thing, only to find nothing. Everything was peaceful. He listened carefully for sounds, where he could only hear the day to day noises,
like cars and office equipment. Weird, I must be going nuts, he thought to himself. After one again making sure that there was nothing, he quickly flew to
his apartment and helped himself to a cup of coffee, and found Lois in the kitchen.
"Good morning," she smiled at him and kissed him on the cheek, "Where'd you go?" she asked.
Clark explained to her about hearing an explosion, as she giggled when he got to the part of finding nothing.
"I never thought you'd have dreams about crime fighting," she laughed.
"Neither did I, its weird though, cos Im sure I heard something," he smiled right back at her.
This time they both heard the screams, Clark got out and went to investigate.
"Brainiac," he said, "Just what in the hell are you upto?" as Clark flew in to find the alien in one of his personalised ships.
"Greetings Kal El," Brainiac said, "This time I will destroy you and your precious Earth."
"Over my dead body," Superman replied firmly.
A green ray suddenly shot out from a gun shaft on the ship, a kryptonite ray, and was easily dodged by Clark. More rays shot out and Clark dodged them all,
except one, which hit him in the chest. Clark expected to go down, but this time, the deadly radiation did not weaken him, it only caused him pain. Clarks
jaw dropped open as this took him by surprise. It did not weaken him, it only caused him pain. Just what the hell was going on?
"This was not foreseen, the kryptonite ray should have destroyed you." Brainiac said in his computerised monotone, with a hint of surprise, "Nevertheless Kal El, I shall not fail in my plan."
"Ah Brainiac, why don't you just help yourself to a can of SHUT THE HELL UP," Clark retorted and immediately flew at great speed around the ship and punching it at different points. Within a matter of minutes, clark lifted the ship out into space a fair distance away from the planet where it exploded. He knew, however, it was not the last time he would have to deal with Brainiac. The very thought of that creepazoid, made him boil with rage.
Clark flew fast, as fast as he could, 30 times around the world. His way of dealing with rage, his way of dealing with anger, his way of calming himself down. How did the Kryptonite not weaken him, the only thought on his mind by the 15 trip around the world. He closed his eyes and flew faster. He reopened them, and flew towards the Sun, for his daily dose of good old SUnshine. He immediately felt his strength being replenished, and felt stronger and stronger as the rays fed him and nourished him.
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"Im telling you Bruce, it only hurt me, but I didnt feel myself getting weaker," Clark explained. Bruce looked at him with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
"Only caused you pain, eh?" Bruce replied. "Theres something I'd like to try," Bruce added in a very dark tone. "They say seeing is believing, after all."
"Alright then, bring it," replied Clark as Bruce walked off to get the Kryptonite ring. He took it out of its lead box and slipped it onto his middle finger. He quickly went back to the fight simulator room, where Clark was waiting for him. Clark clutched over in pain, and Bruce took a swing at him. He pulled his hand back in pain, and more then a little surprised "WTF!" escaped his lips. Clark stood up, and Bruce could see that he was still in pain. He took another swing and hit Clark right in the jaw, and found that Clark didnt even budge. He grabbed a sword off a rack on the wall and swung carefully at Clark, and stopped when the blade broke against Clarks arm.
"You see, I wasn't joking Bruce,I think I've become completely invincible," Clark said looking just as confused as Bruce was.
"For once, I think the worlds greatest detective is at a loss for words," Bruce shrugged and scratched the back of his head.
