Conner had never actually planned to take over the world. This wasn't what he wanted. What he wanted was just nothing but good old peace. However, in this sort of world that he was living, there was nothing but killing peoples and beating the living hell out of them. It was so rare for him to find where he was supposed to be. He was supposed to take a rest, get some break out of all of this. It seemed like everything was looking for him. The war is coming back, and innocent peoples that he had to interact with before had to suffer through his burden.
The Kryptonians were actually residing into the island where he met that green werewolf guy Garfield Logan. He was hoping that he could keep up into his promises. Another thing that he wished was that he could be able to make sure that there was someone who could back him up. The upcoming war would require more things than just heroes. It would require an army, and tons of peoples dying to actually get a hold of it.
There was a lot more to it than just operating beyond the valley. There was also a little bit of looking for signals, any signals that could mark in the Kryptonian relics. He was able to transform the smartphone, one of Earth's most distinguishable technologies, into an alien scanner, picking up every trace of alien that he could find around. And he did find it, but it was a desert so vast and large it might as well be an empty space. Not sure where to begin at that particular moment, but there was something to do in there, to make sure that the knowledge he had gathered throughout was shared with other humans like him.
Conner found the exact cave where the Kryptonians hid themselves. The so-called Sahara Desert as his GPS pointed out was a lot further from the city that he landed on, which is Central City. That place was not exactly as utopian as Tamarus, but that's exactly what he wanted. He thought that with the Princess - and being in love with her - will take him just one step there.
Instead he got captured by some freaking government agents and ended up in Gotham City, the worst city to ever live in who had its wonders but still the worst. The only best thing to come out of it was the girl by the name of Stephanie Brown, a beautiful, tough, and risk-taking girl that was a bit crazy on the head at some points but an amazing person nonetheless. He wondered why humans would be interested in an alien that looked like humans. Maybe it was the Kryptonian hormones.
"Conner!"
Conner looked right at his six and he noticed his father General Zod standing among the desert wearing gears that someone would wear on the desert. Zod dropped in, sliding through the mountain of sand, and finally ended up right in front of him. The smile that came out of the old General's face was a rarity in these times, and Conner hugged him back.
"I am sorry I've been away, my son." Zod said. "I didn't look after you."
"It's fine, father." Conner said. "I was away as well. I'm sorry. Wait, what happened to your hand?"
"The blaster that I held malfunctioned." Zod said. "I don't know how my enemy is able to predict that correctly."
"Your... enemy?"
"Let's just get into the base first and we'll talk about that later."
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There was a hidden cave in the South that was once used by Turbain terrorists seeking for peace and freedom in this despicable place. Not sure why General Zod wanted to hide inside this cave away from the city, but Conner was sure that he was constructing some form of plans to take this world over.
"The ship crashed just right here in this nation called Turbain." Zod said. "The nation is in the brink of a civil war. A fascist dictator named Tariq Ziauddin has taken over control over the nation thanks to a military coup. This all started two years ago, and when I say two I mean two Earth years which equals to one Tamaran year. Earth's rotation was a lot faster than we anticipated."
"It takes some time to get used to."
"Of course it is." Zod said. "Where were you?"
"I fell down further west. I landed in a city called Central City." Conner said. "The city is a part of a nation called America, and according to the locals, it is no doubt the strongest country in this entire world."
"America. Interesting." Zod said. "Did they do anything... compromising to you?"
"No, they don't." Conner said. "In fact, they accepted me greatly there, father. I... I wanted to stay there, take a break."
"Have they brainwashed you again?' Zod stopped his walk and turned to him. "The Tamarans did so and you escaped. Now the Earthlings did the same thing?"
"No! No they don't!" Conner said. "Believe me, father. I... I don't want to go back to Tamaran. My entire life has been war and murder and I don't want that to happen. You said that our planet has been destroyed. And now that we're in a planet where peoples are going to accept us, we should better be taking advantage of it and stay with them."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Yes." Conner said. "Why?"
"This planet is not perfect."
"Does it have to be that way?" Conner asked. "I mean for the record our world isn't perfect either."
"Yes, but it is better."
"I don't want it to be better." Conner said. "I'm fine for what it is. I'm sorry, but don't want another war. I want to... take a break."
Zod sharpened his eyes. Perhaps Conner should've not confronted him with these issues and instead listened to him, but he was glad that his father redirected the topic into something else.
"I went into one of these cities in America simply called Star, a boring name if you ask me." Zod said. "I once found traces of Red Stone landed in this area and it all pointed to Star City."
"The Red Stone?" Conner said. "It's here?"
"It's the key to get out of this planet." Zod said. "It's the one missing material that I can use to repower our spaceship and find out where the Princess really is."
"Where is it now?"
"It's in the hand of a powerful human." Zod said. "Her abilities are... interesting. We're going to take a hunt to her later. For now, we can't do that."
"Why not?"
"We just happen to land over a nation in the brink of a civil war. I'm going to help these peoples." Zod said. "And to be honest, you're right. We all need a break out of all of these. That's why I'm about to give it to you. But first, here we are."
After entering a relatively long cave, General Zod introduced Conner into the army that he was building, and he did not expect the scale to be this big. The cave interior was too big to even contain a space ship, even though the exterior looked like it could only contain a portion of them. There were hundreds of peoples scattered around the cave working out in various feats like distributing weapons and the most noticeable, building that spaceship.
Zod's House Insignia was carved in a very large flag hanging on the edge of the wall being lit with a couple of bright lights. Just to show you that he had meant business when he did all of this. If these workers counted as his army, he got quite the backing. Not sure how many troops that he recruited for this, or more accurately brainwashed to accept into his regime.
"How many peoples are in here?" Conner asked.
"Thousands, many of whom are the true peoples of Turbain." Zod said. "These peoples demand democracy in a nation where the democratically selected leader was overthrown and replaced with a brutal dictator, and many political opponents were tortured and brutally executed. The effect of the regime caught my interest, and I found the rebels immediately soon after, who saved me from the government's army."
"They saved you?"
"Which is why I offered them my assistance." Zod said. "I showed them what I can do, and my capabilities that can stand even the deadliest of their weapons. They were fascinated by it, and they appointed me as their leader. My instincts and my determination are definitely what they need to win this war."
"And what did you do with their previous leader?"
"Nothing. I let him stay. In fact, I needed him to lead this country by the time we finished this silly war." Zod said. "He's the last democratically-elected President of the country, who lead the civil war right into the capital. Their efforts had been successful, but their recent failures could only mark their defeat. I came in on the right time to save them."
"Do you think that your presence here will get them to have the upper hand?"
"Yes." Zod said. "I'm planning to make myself and some of the remaining Kryptoninans prisoners. That's the only way to get ourselves inside the border. By the time the government realize that we're beyond ordinary humans, we're going to take over the control and open the border for the rebels to get in."
"The rebels can't get in through inside the border themselves?"
"Unfortunately the rebel's weaponry are only enough to break in through one of the borders and not to decimate the military inside." Zod said. "Besides, we can use the gate to prevent any of the remaining military to come in. The rebels said that the military is going to be under their control if they kill this fascist leader."
"A military coup."
"It doesn't take long for them to finally get a good taste on their medicine." Zod said.
"You said that you're going to make other Kryptonians to be prisoners." Conner said. "Does that include me?"
"If you're up to it." Zod said. "We're planning to start the mission in a few hours. Are you ready?"
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Conner Kent and General Zod, or as his human name Drakon Ikram, went in with other Kryptonians. The Kryptonians who survived the crash land here was Ursa, Zod's second in-command, and two others named Krol and Jax, who was the remaining minions that Zod has ever since Tamaran. For the Kryptonians, they were the only peoples in, and it's fitting to make a guerilla entry in.
The capital city itself was boarded with the most technologically advanced border system that could only be broken by the government's own weaponries, something that the rebels were lacking at this very moment. The border was large enough to cover up that small capital, and most importantly there was no way to get in at least for the rebels, but the Kryptonians had enough power to blow it up. The best way to sneak in through the walls or to at least gain attention from the guards.
"So where have you been?" Ursa asked. "I do not expect the son of Krypton to be this late."
"Sorry I missed the party." Conner said. "Whatever you guys have in there, it sounds quite fun."
Ursa giggled. "Your father would be disappointed in you."
"Well, it's much better than finding me dead on a ditch."
Zod scoffed. "We're in a guerilla mission, Ursa. You keep your mouth shut."
"How are we going to open the gates?" Conner asked.
"There is a control panel room in the northeast corner of Ziauddin's mansion." Zod said. "Once we break in, it won't be a problem for us."
"Halt!"
A government soldier, speaking in Arabic, announced the discovery of the four peoples attempting to get through the capital. He had his weapon pointed up front and a hand ready right beside the radio.
"State your intentions!" the soldier continued. "HQ, we have enemies here!"
"Put your hands up." Zod said. "We surrender."
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The four peoples were mistakenly brought inside the Capital by the soldiers. Of course, Tariq Ziauddin, the fascist leader, were interested in why these peoples wanted to desperately get inside this border. Honestly, the one thing that Conner was remotely surprised about was that his father was able to speak fluently Arabic, a language that perhaps took some time to learn.
Simply put, the four Kryptonians were brought with their hands cuffed. Fortunately, the cuff was iron, which was a hell of a lot easier to get out of. Not that any other human cuffs are harder. It's that he preferred the iron. A lot less annoying than what ARGUS had to put with the plastic one. The leader Ziauddin was right in front of them with a smile, a rather ridiculous beard, and a cloth worn above his head for some reason.
"Welcome to the capital city of Turbain, Fascana."Ziauddin began, in English, with a thick accent. "I have begun to notice that you have tried to break in through the capital. And the most interesting part is I find four Americans trying to break in through the border. Just in case you haven't noticed, the front door is open to foreigners."
"Let us go." Zod asked.
"Do you think I would let you all easily?" Ziauddin said. "We went through the procedures of your typical prisoner assignment procedure. We capture your faces, identify your names, and we found something suspicious."
"What is?" Zod asked.
"Your face. Your names. They were not registered in any forms." Ziauddin said. "I find that incredibly unusual, considering that you were both Americans taking a holiday in Turbain. Of all the places you can go to, you choose this one."
"We're not in here for holidays." Zod said.
"Oh?" Ziauddin raised his eyebrows. "Then why are you here for?"
"We are here to take you out of the power." Zod said.
Ziauddin's smile slowly turned into a laughter, as they embraced the mere stupidity and the failure of the peoples who attempted to take him over.
"So you're going to kill me?" Ziauddin asked. "A spectacular job I have to say. Now that you're here with your hands cuffed behind your back and now bowing to me, how are you going to kill me?"
"Cuffed?"
Zod, who was crouching down and bowing towards the evil dictator, stood up from that ridiculous position and glanced at the dictator with eyes that can break through any forms of steel, maybe quite literally if the laser eyes can still be activated on this world. However, he stood up from his kneeling form, and easily let the cuffs off of him as the metal broke into pieces. The soldiers surrounding the area got their assault rifles ready by that point, aiming towards General Zod.
"You should probably watch your words."
Ziauddin backpedaled before hitting his back into a wall. That's where he put his kill order by glancing towards one of his men and just order that one man only to put a kill order, clearly underestimating what Zod is capable of doing.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
The soldier shot his assault rifle, an AKM assault rifle typically used by rebels and cheap dictators for their regime. The ammo shot in the frequency of about four bullets per second is 7.62, one of the strongest projectiles for an assault rifle according to the humans. Unfortunately, even after a cheap burst shot into the head (and accurately still), the bullet cannot penetrate Zod's head. Instead, it bounced off. The remaining pellets were crushed and fell down easily as that.
It didn't take long for Zod to charge towards the man who shoot him. He didn't charge towards him with a quick motion either. He just walked. The man kept shooting his poor weapon. All thirty rounds inside that weapon was loaded and wasted into the body of the General, but it didn't work. As soon as Zod got close to him, he grabbed the soldier's weapon and pulled it away from him. The force of him pulling the gun caused the soldier to follow his momentum and got pulled up front and fell down the floor. Zod finished him off by kicking him, causing him to fly off into a nearby wall and hitting it hard.
The rest of the soldiers was about to shoot their weapons towards Zod, but Conner was quick enough to release his cuffs and shoved them away. Two soldiers fell down crushing one another, but one was out of the reach. He turned on towards Conner and aimed his gun, but Conner was already in front of him and all he needed to do was to grab it and break it off into pieces. Conner did so. He finished that man off by slamming him with the other two men that was in the ground.
Ziauddin pulled his revolver and shot it towards Zod. The revolver was proven to be ineffective, as even the 357 caliber magnum round couldn't get to him. Zod easily caught up to him and pinned him into a wall, announcing his victory with ease.
"I win."