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 a few years later.
Chapter 5
The city had been almost destroyed, Superman starting to feel panicky at the site of his own blood. He started to feel dizzy, and suddenly the monster turned
towards Lois. With a swift jump, he was on top of Lois. Superman couldnt move, frozen from the site and too weak to even attempt to move. He tried, but he couldnt.
The monster was ripping the flesh of Lois with his bony protusions. He heard her screams, inhuman screams, and the roar of the monster. And suddenly the screaming stopped.
Lois was dead.
"NOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed Superman.
And suddenly Superman flew at the speed of light towards Doomsday, and hit him with everything he had. He punched the monster in the jaw, in the abdomen, more and more punches went to Doomsdays face. The bony protusions that protected his eyes, shattered as Superman hit Doomsday so fast and hard that the monster never had a chance to respond. The glass on surrounding buildings shattered. The glass went into the eyes of bystanders, and some fell to the ground as huge chunks of glass went into them. But Superman didnt care, he just wanted to destroy the monster. He had to make this abomination pay.
"You will never kill me again!" he yelled to the monster. "You took my Lois from me, you took everything from me," he carried on. "And now, its time to pay for your crimes Doomsday!"
"RAAAAHHRRRRR," the monster cried out and responded with a few punches of his own, which Superman easily dodged. Superman flew to Doomsday, and grabbed him from round the back, and lifted him and flew towards the skies. He flew high out of the stratosphere, and then changed direction, back down towards Earth. A ball of flames surrounded them, as they reentered Earths atmosphere. He tightened his grip around the monster, and kicked his feet to gain more speed. With his teeth gritted, they plummeted towards Metropolis. Towards the Daily Planet. Down, The monster roared "RAHHHR!!"
"Its time to die, Doomsday, your time is now!" Superman shouted with rage and anger boiling in his heart. They hit the roof of the Daily Planet and went down through all the floors, destroying the building until they hit the ground. A huge crater was where the two landed. The monster was still alive, but for the first time for Superman started to see fear in Doomsdays eyes. He smirked as he saw the fear building up in the monsters eyes. Again Superman flew into him and punched. He grabbed one of the bony protrusions on the monsters hand, and yanked it out with such force. He hit the monster with it. And with a final punch to the head, Superman killed Doomsday. And yet he still felt rage within him. He still felt anger and he still felt hate for the monster. He kicked and punched Doomsdays corpse continuosly. Suddenly a light began to glow around him, a bright light which got more intense. He started burning up, his costume was melting right off him, his cape incinerated within seconds. He let out a loud scream which made the very universe tremble with and nothing could prepare anyone for the huge explosion, which destroyed both the man of steel and the planet Earth.
And thats when Clark woke up, sweating profusely. He looked around and saw that he was in his bed and Lois was asleep peacefully next to him. He buried his face in his hands and felt all the sweat. What he saw next shocked him, a piece of skin, had come off. He got out of bed went into the bathroom and took a long look at his face. The skin had come off his face, but his face was already healing.
"What the hell is happening to me," he whispered to himself. He was feeling too tired to investigate at the moment, so he went back to bed, but he made a mental note to visit Professor Hamilton again in the morning.
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"I am at a loss for words, Superman," said Professor Hamilton. "These stats show that you are still invincible." "Maybe, at some point Kryptonians shed their skin, without becoming vulnerable and sensitive."
"Thats impossible, Doc," replied Superman. He suddenly decided to go to the Fortress. Maybe Jor El would have an idea of whats happening. He could've kicked himself, for not thinking about that earlier.
Superman left Professor Hamiltons lab and immediately flew to the Fortress of Solitude.
"My son, I sense something is troubling you, whatever it is, I will try to help as best as I can, so now Kal El, speak," said the image of Jor El.
He spent the next few minutes explaining to the image on the screen.
"I am sorry my son, my responses do not seem to have any answer for that, but perhaps, what it is you seek, is to be rid of the emotions you feel when you think of the creature," said Jor El after some time.
"Perhaps, it is the fear inside you, building up, knowing that the creature will return, and knowing that it has taken away your life once, you once again fear that it will happen again," he added.
"Father, I have left the creature stranded at the End of Time," replied Clark, "this is the one thing it cannot overcome."
"Kal El, the dreams you see, are a part of you that want to let go, to be able to use your abilities to conquer, each being, no matter how good they may be, has a dark side to them. It is up to the individual as to whether they want to give in, or continue to fight it to let the good in you prevail," replied Jor El.
"And what of the Kryptonite rays Father," Clark asked, "How is it that it has just caused me pain and did not weaken me?"
"Perhaps you are becoming immune to it, due to all your abilities and immunities to Earths viruses, your Kryptonian immune system has developed a cell in you, making you immune to the substance, after all the exposure you have had to it," said the image of Jor El.
"I dont know, Father, this is rather peculiar, the worst part of the dream was the fact that killing had actually felt good. In the dream I actually enjoyed killing the creature, and I didnt care about the people around who died."
"My son, as I have mentioned, the dreams are part of your dark side wanting to be released," replied Jor El, "only you can decide whether you want to give in to it."
