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Chapter Twenty-Five

Rise

The next few weeks for Lara passed quickly. She hadn't made any appearances as Supergirl across the city anymore accepting the people's wishes. It was harder than it seems for she heard someone, everyday crying out for help. An article, probably from one of the people who had lost someone in the 'Supergirl Rampage' as it was called. The article herself, 'The World doesn't need Supergirl' which Lara had read herself. It was quite a moving article and it had become famous in the city of Metropolis.

Lara hated herself for what happened with the black Kryptonite, which was one of the reasons she picked up the glasses, not wanting to remind herself of that face that had caused so much pain and destruction for both her and Metropolis.

"I am done trying to convince you," Chloe told her.

"You don't have to try," Lara told her, pushing up her glasses, "It's my choice."

Chloe shook her head.

"I forgot how stubborn you are," she said.

"The world already has the Justice League," Lara told her, "unless you haven't read that article, the world doesn't need me anymore."

"Please tell me you're not taking that stupid article seriously," Chloe told her.

"It's not only the article Chloe," Lara told her, looking at the perky blonde, "There is the media, the news. The people of Metropolis don't need a hero Chloe. I tried to become one for them…and I just ended up making things worse. I don't know why I was send here on Earth, but it wasn't my destiny to become what I am."

She walked off leaving the blonde.

"I say we crack it open," Carl said, "That way, we can see what's inside. It could be something that landed here a long time ago."

"Er…shouldn't we call someone…like the authorities about this?" Michael asked.

"Bah," Carl said, "They'll just cover it up throwing their money around telling that we were making shit up and that it doesn't exist. You see what they do in the movies."

"Carl, what is whatever inside it is still alive?" Michael asked.

"Do you know anything that can live underground in a box for god-knows how long?"

"Well no, but…"

"Then it's settled," Carl said, "We're cracking it open."

Michael sighed. He had a bad feeling about this.

"Hey Mike, activate the drill," Carl said over the radio.

He did so and the drill started to mess against the metal they had found and within a few minutes, the drill cracked the metal surface and it continued creating a hole into the thing and steam escaped from within it as a cooling feeling settling over Carl who and he said in his radio.

"Mike, you can back out now," he said.

The large drill pulled back and Carl approached the hole shining his light into the darkness inside. He stepped in taking in the sight in amazement. He was right, the thing was alien…he had actually find a real UFO.

He was so into his excited thoughts that he never saw the shadow that moved behind him as two large hands crushed him to death with a squish sound.

Michael approached the hole, curious as the why Carl wasn't boasting about what he was seeing. In all the years knowing the man, this was a first. He approached the hole, with his flashlight.

"Carl, the little E.T.s got your tongue or something?" he called.

He got no answer, and Michael started to feel a light fear running through him.

"Hey if this is your idea of a joke it's not funny…"

He trailed off, as a large creature came out of the hole the drill had made and it was bending the metal so that he could walk through, bending them as if it was made of carboard. It was easily taller than him, bursting with muscles and was that bones on his eyes? He took notice of the red splash upon the creature's body…and it's large hand also were covered with…

OH my God, Michael thought, quickly making the connection.

The creature's eyes found him and Michael found his entire body trembling with fear, he couldn't move let a long run if he tried…

The creature's hand made for him and Michael's last thought before being crushed to death was.

What have we unleashed upon the world Carl?

The creature stared at the red substance that had splashed across the ground. A feeling like no other growing within itself. This is what he was created for…what he existed for, to wipe out life from other and destroy. With a sound close to a groan, the creature followed the smell of clean air decimating all living sentient that came its way, the pleasure of death fuelling his hunger for more…

And the more he kills, the more he will destroy…

Doomsday was coming.

Lara was working on the farm since her dad had been too sick to do it himself. Lately, his health had been getting worse that Ma Kent had to take him to the hospital, and to the doctor many times this week. The sound of a car made her look up, instantly recognizing Neil's Mercedes.

She approached the fences taking off the gloves she had been wearing as the young billionaire approached.

"Hey Lara," he said, "You're busy right now."

"Just about done, why?" Lara asked.

"Wanna get out of this sun and get a drink?"

"Sure," Lara said, "Let me change."

The creature had reached top side and was looking around itself in something akin to amazement. This wasn't the world he was familiar with. Everything looks so…green and alive with life. He had never seen something like this before. But the change of scenery wouldn't change his purpose…

The creature let out a deep growl.

His purpose will continue, even in this strange world. His only reason to live…

To Kill…and kill until they were no life left…until he ran out of option for his purpose…

"I don't remember you wearing glasses," Neil observed.

"I've only just recently started to," Lara told him smiling.

Neil stared at her.

"Looks…weird."

"Chloe had said the same," Lara told him, seeping from her drink.

The two were seating inside the Talon restaurant and since it was a busy day, they were many people inside the small shop to take a refreshed drink, after all, the temperature had risen over the past days. Lara noticed that Neil was wearing a glove on his left hand…

"What's with your hand?" she asked.

"It's not fully healed yet," Neil told her, "my doctor said that it might scar. I'm just feeling lucky that Supergirl hadn't fried me altogether."

Lara inwardly winced.

"So why did you decide, out of your busy schedule, to come and hang with me today?" she asked, switching the subject.

"To tell you the truth," Neil said, "I absolutely hate working in my father's place. It's just not me, seating behind a desk and well, signing papers away. Me I want to do something…something that will change the world and the sad part is, I have no idea how?"

"Not many people do," Lara said, shrugging, "That's a big challenge."

"What about you Lara?" Neil asked, "You're going to change the world?"

Lara chuckled, "I'll leave the changing the World to the Justice League. I'm not a changing the world type."

Neil smiled.

"You're selling yourself short; you're still what…nineteen years old?"

"I'm eighteen actually," Lara told him, "But I'll be turning nineteen soon."

Neil laughed.

"Still a kid," he said.

"Shut up," Lara said, taping his shoulder but unable to keep the grin off her face.

Later on, the two walked out of the Talon.

"Thanks for hanging out with me Lara," Neil said.

"Hey, it's no trouble," Lara said, "You probably saved me from a boring afternoon."

Then she suddenly glanced toward the large cornfields. She was sure her super hearing had picked up a strange rumbling noise, similar to when she landed on the ground at full force.

"What's up?"

Lara turned toward him, "It's nothing…I thought I heard something."

DOOMSDAY IS COMMING

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