Kara's abortion bill took a severe hit with the Hunt for the Red Octopussy and her announcement that she was going to go on vacation while the bill was permanently stalled in the World Congress. The rules still applied that the reigning monarch could propose legislation on her own and that it would take a 2/3rds majority in both the Congress and the Senate to stop it. At this time, Kara's bill was so unpopular that the World Congress would likely veto it. While she was on vacation, Kara tasked Mon with getting the bill passed.

Mon entered the capitol building in his ceremonial Insane uniform. As he marched towards the great hall, all the legislators, staff, and press simply stared at him. Mon eyed them all with various degrees of contempt and they knew it. Mon had been credited by some for effectively taking down the Red Octopussy but many still feared his unpredictable Insane nature.

"The Prince of the United States of Earth," the House Sergeant at Arms announced.

The World Congress applauded politely as Mon made his way to the podium. Also in attendance was the World Supreme Court, Joint Chiefs of Staff, and distinguished guests. As per his wishes, no one sat behind Mon at the podium. "All I have, I would have given gladly not to be standing here today," Mon said honestly.

"Abortion strikes down innocent children with the foulest deed. This is an issue that has plagued humanity since the beginning. Whether we solve this issue within this generation or the next, let us begin. Let us continue," Mon said, sticking to the script he was given.

"We've talked about abortion long enough. We've talked for one thousand years or more. It is time to write the next chapter in the books of law. I urge you to pass Kara Zor-El's Civil Rights bill into law, so we can eliminate from this world every trace of killing from conception to natural death," Mon said forcefully.

In Kara's office, Mon fitted himself into a new Insane uniform while talking to Brainiac 5 on the phone. "That was a fine speech I wrote that you delivered," he said condescendingly. "But many wonder from your tone whether you meant it."

"Well, you can tell anyone who doubts me that they can go fuck themselves," Mon said crossly. "All these senators that oppose me can go fuck themselves." Mon then turned to Kara's chief of staff aide, Jenkins. "Jenkins, alert me when Russell Goldwater gets here."

Mon put on his chest armor only to find that it didn't fit any longer due to his bulking up. "Holy shit, look at my gains," Mon said impressed with himself.

"Senator Goldwater," Jenkins alerted Mon.

"Kara cares deeply about this Civil Rights bill and so do I, from a certain point of view. If there is anything I can do to help...," Brainiac 5 offered.

"Yeah, I'll keep that in mind," Mon said dismissively and hung up on him.

Senator Goldwater then entered the room, the senator from Florgia was a staunch royalist but also firmly pro-choice. "Your Majesty, since your ascension, you have had a lock on the north. It would be foolish to throw that away," he warned.

"You know I have to throw the Global South some red meat every once in a while," Mon downplayed.

"So, last night was just politics?" Goldwater wondered.

"Absolutely," Mon lied. "I'm going to need you to hold down the North. Party unity is going to be critical."

After getting rid of Senator Goldwater, Mon continued to work on his uniform. "Don King is on line three for you," Jenkins said helpfully.

"Yeah, I know," Mon said dismissively as he looked over any imperfections in his boots. "I want you to get me more female secretaries that actually have meat on their bones."

"Will do," Jenkins replied.

Mon finally got around to talking to King. "Dr. King, thank you for your public expression of support."

"We were all inspired by your speech, Your Majesty," King replied.

"Well, it's not going to be easy," Mon downplayed.

"But as you suggested, the greatest tribute we can pay to Queen Kara is to enact her Civil Rights bill," King said. "It is important for us that not only is abortion outlawed across the world but that the embryo be given full personhood status."

"Preaching to the choir," Mon rolled his eyes. "We're going to pass the personhood bill probably...maybe...but I'm going to need your help, boy."

"You have it," King assured him.

"Well, thank you, Don. So, call when you're up here next time and any suggestions you may have," Mon said and then quickly hung up on him.

Congo

When Don King was abruptly hung up on, he was still skeptical of Mon's intentions. "He's blowing smoke up my ass," he determined.

"He introduced the civil rights bill in front of congress," Stanley reminded him.

"Kara made promises, too. She just never delivered," King said impatiently.

"He's no Russell," Ralph brought up.

"He doesn't give a shit," King said bitterly.

"Look, Don, he's been trying to overthrow Kara since the beginning. Now that he's in charge, he can do whatever the fuck he wants," Stanely pointed out.

"But what does an Insane man like Mon want?" King wondered. "If Mon-El wants our support, he's going to have to deliver a real civil rights bill and we'll hold his feet to the fire until he does."

"Amen," Ralph nodded.

Metropolis

Senator Goldwater hosted a meeting at an expensive restaurant to discuss the bill. "I will leave the God damn Royalist Party before I hand it over to Congolese savages," Tom Fremont, Senator of California declared.

"Hold on a second, Tom, you're drunk," Goldwater said condescendingly.

"This bill is just the beginning. Kara and those lifers will stop at nothing until the embryo has personhood rights. You telling me a clump of cells so small you can barely even see it has the same worth as you and me? They're even thinking to count a pregnant woman as two people in the Census. All of these southerners below the equator are going to have four, five, six kids again and then we're fucked," Senator Jim Westland of Washington said.

"Jim, shut the fuck up. That's exactly what the lifers want us to say so they can dismiss us as assholes," Goldwater scolded. "We have to be careful how we handle this. This is not about personhood, it's about the gravest possible assault on personal autonomy which we are fighting to defend."

"The prince is working to get the bill out of my committee so it can go to the floor of the House," Representative Judge of Boston said bitterly.

"What the fuck did you expect him to do?" Goldwater scoffed. "He has to, at least, look like he gives a shit. When the time comes, he'll do the right thing."

"He'll gut the bill? I call bullshit," Fremont doubted.

"Yes, he knows who his friends are," Goldwater assured him. "Look, the bill is going to be voted down by over a two-thirds vote in the House and the Senate. It's all just posturing. Nothing can get in the way of party unity. We have an opportunity to have a lock on the House, the Senate, and the Courts if we play our cards right. The North has always controlled this planet in one way or another and that will continue so long as we have unity. Don't worry about the prince. I know how to handle him."

At the palace, Mon could not be handled. "With this bill, you're going to split the party in two," Goldwater warned.

"I'm more concerned with the lifers than I am with your side. We have to give them something," Mon lied.

"You have to look like you're giving them something. All I'm saying is don't work so hard," Goldwater replied. "Any jackass can tear a party down, but it takes a carpenter to build it back up."

"When you're right, you're right. I'm tired of having to kiss Kara's ass, hoping she'll take notice of me. Everybody wants power and if they say they don't, they're lying. Nothing comes free, not even good. You know, when a carpenter picks up his saw if he could hear his wood talk...it would be screaming," Mon mused.

Texas

Mon sped around the dirt roads of Texas with Brainiac 5 by his side. "Don King is upset that you're adding a mother's life amendment to the bill," Brainiac 5 brought up.

"Like I give a damn what he thinks," Mon said dismissively. "I'll pass it next year, probably, maybe."

"He'll say you're gutting the bill," Brainiac 5 predicted.

"Bullshit," Mon denied.

Mon crashed his car into the lake on purpose. Immediately, the car turned into a boat and went across the lake. "The abortion bill, as is, has 2% in the House and 2% in the Senate," Brainiac 5 informed him.

"I guarantee you it would be 100% if I threaten this planet with death and destruction," Mon said confidently.

"It has to be done legally, according to the rules," Brainiac 5 reminded him.

"The rules?" Mon scoffed. "You and Kara devised a monarchy whereby it takes two-thirds of two houses to veto any of her proposals. And you call that shit democracy?"

"Perhaps, in the distant future, the rules will be changed once humanity learns to make rational decisions on its own," Brainiac 5 said.

"Fine, I want you to be the floor manager of this bill. Do whatever it takes to get the votes," Mon said.

"That's a role for the Senate Majority Leader," Brainiac 5 deflected.

"People like you, Barney. Even Russell Goldwater likes you," Mon said.

"I wouldn't go that far," Brainiac 5 doubted.

"You help me give me what I want, I'll give you more power than Kara ever would. I won't micromanage you as she does. Do you know why? Because I don't give a fuck about this world. So, do we have an understanding?" Mon asked.

"We do," Brainiac 5 agreed.

Mon added the "life of the mother" exception to the abortion bill. Brainiac 5 specified in great detail all the different scenarios that could involve grave risk to the mother and assured the World Congress that maternal mortality was something of the past. The amendment significantly increased support for the bill mainly on the support of Indonesia, Nigeria, Brazil, Bangladesh, and the Philippines. By Brainiac 5's count, the World Congress' support for the bill was 19%.

"The personhood component is absolutely critical," Don King told Mon.

"Sure, it is," Mon shined him on. "Just not in this bill. Right now, we're going to take care of banning all abortion services first." A cook came in and placed fried chicken and watermelon in front of them. The cook proceeded to pour King a cup of grape soda.

"Thank you," King said appreciatively.

"Now, in the past, women, in their desperation, used hangers," Mon brought up. "Oh, can you dry clean this for me? Thank you," Mon said to a random assistant. She took the suit on a hanger out of the room. Mon then turned back to King, "And that's not right. We're going to fix that."

"Well, nothing in this country is ever going to change until the embryo has personhood status," King insisted.

"Yeah, the next one," Mon said with false sincerity.

"When Kara became empress, she publicly declared that she had taken the Global South for granted unapologetically. I would hate to think Prince Mon would make the same mistake," King challenged.

"This abortion bill isn't the only thing that has me interested. I'm going to declare a war on women. I'm going to strip them of all their power, get them back into the kitchen, and increase birthrates 1000% percent," Mon promised.

"That sounds extraordinary," King said impressed.

"There you go," Mon pitched.

"And I would enthusiastically support any legislation to that effect," King promised. "But right now, I need to be able to go back to my people and tell them their prince is committed to the civil rights of the unborn, even with an exception for the life of the mother, is still a strong bill with no further changes. If I can't do that, I'll lose their faith, and, in their despair, they'll probably murder, rape, and pillage their own neighborhoods," King said seriously.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," Mon said amused.

"I don't like riots no more than you do, but I need to bring them meaningful reform," King backtracked.

"Now, here's what I need: I need the entire Global South on board with this if I am to stop a congressional veto. Now, you get your people, your ministers, your union guys, to lobby them to support our bill. It's like propositioning women. You know, back in the day, I was a real ladies' man. I got more pussy than you have ever seen." Mon bragged.

"What's your secret?" King asked curiously.

"I simply asked every female in the bar if they wanted to fuck," Mon said simply.

"You must have been slapped a lot," King assumed.

"Yeah, but I also got a lot of yeses," Mon smiled.

"Well, okay then," King agreed.

Soon thereafter, Mon and Brainiac 5 watched King's sex tape secretly recorded by the federal version of the police force. They watched in the palace movie theater. "Looks like we got a sex-mad preacher," Mon said amused. "Barney, how many preachers fuck their choirs?"

"More than you can count," Brainiac 5 replied.

"Fuck you, Barney," Mon chuckled.

"He has communist connections," Brainiac 5 informed him.

"Holy shit. What kind of connections are we talking about?" Mon asked.

"A friend of a friend of a friend," Brainiac 5 replied.

"Far be it for me to tell you how to do your job," Mon allowed. "Keep an eye on him and don't let him get assassinated until after the bill is passed."

"As you wish," Brainiac 5 replied.

While Brainiac 5 stalled the vote to get the necessary support, riots occurred all over the Global South requiring aggressive police action. The debate began in the House on the bill in Metropolis. "Who are we to tell a woman what she can or cannot do with her own body? Who are we to tell a state that they must enforce abortion bans?" Representative Judge questioned.

"As a conservative Republican, state authority should not be needlessly usurped, but I also believe the Constitution declares the right to life," Representative Bill from Ohio stated.

As the House debated the issue, Mon was with Senator Goldwater in the palace. "People aren't going to stand for cuckoldry anymore," Mon told him.

"The unborn have been put upon, most disgracefully, killed by the tens of millions every year for the last thousand years...but you can't rush these things," Goldwater told him. "Just look at all those agitators in Africa, getting into women's business. Someone is going to get hurt."

"Good," Mon said pleased.

"Mr. Speaker, I have an amendment to add a rape exception. No woman should have to carry their rapist's child. A rapist is a monkey that should not be allowed to breed or live. Therefore, whatever child is produced would be, at least, half monkey," Representative Judge introduced. "Forcing women to give birth violates the 13th amendment's prohibition against indentured servitude."

"Mr. Speaker, I second the amendment to make an exception for rape. Anything less and this bill will fail," Representative Corpman from California said.

Brainiac 5 then took to the floor. "With our Martian friends, we can phase the embryo out of a woman's womb and place it in a pod where it can be nurtured artificially until birth. We can add a stipulation that all rape victims will be entitled to this service at any stage in their pregnancy. Furthermore, the Crown gives you assurances that all rapists will be castrated and exiled, and all those classified as violent rapists will be executed. But a child conceived in rape is still innocent and still entitled to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. A child conceived by rape should not suffer the sins of their father."

Brainiac 5's amendments increased support from 19% to 27% but were still short of the needed one-third plus one to prevent a congressional veto. The House Speaker then read the vote total: "One hundred seventeen for, three hundred eighteen against," he read off. The bill fails and now goes to the Senate.

"Well...shit," Mon muttered.

"You got overconfident this time," Goldwater chided.

"Nobody's surrendering," Mon told him off as Goldwater walked out victoriously.

Still, Goldwater got ambushed by his pro-choice colleagues at his favorite restaurant while he was getting his shoes shined. "Trust Mon-El, he's one of us," Senator Fermont mocked.

"The bill was successfully defeated in the House. We will bury it in the Senate," Goldwater said dismissively.

"What if it manages to get the necessary third? Then what?" Judge asked skeptically.

"If we stick together, we'll be fine, especially with those riots going on. Time is on our side," Goldwater said confidently.

At the palace, Mon eyed riots all over the Global South as many feared the bill wouldn't pass. Healthcare facilities even suspected of providing abortion services were being firebombed and sacked by protesters. "Can't King control his own people?" Mon asked condescendingly.

"He's actually leading the riots," Brainiac 5 informed him.

"Well...shit," Mon rolled his eyes. "So, we lost in the House. Where do we stand in the Senate?"

"We don't have the votes there either," Brainiac 5 said. "But we're close."

"Alright, alright, let's make an exception if the thing is retarded," Mon suggested.

That night, Goldwater came over to the palace to have dinner with Mon to hash out their differences. Just before it was to begin, Goldwater got the news of the new exception. "He did what?"

Goldwater eventually went back to the dinner table across from Mon. "Everything alright?" Mon asked knowingly.

"Just peachy," Goldwater said annoyed. "I just heard how you added the retard exception to the bill."

"Perfectly legally maneuver says Barney," Mon shrugged. "You can add to the bill, but you can't take away from it without the House having to vote on it again."

"What about party loyalty? You're making alliances with Republicans now, those that resisted royal control," Goldwater accused.

"Party loyalty? The only difference between you and them is one or two years," Mon said dismissively.

"You think every Northerner is going to dance to your tune?" Goldwater asked skeptically.

"Yeah," Mon said bluntly.

"There will be more riots over this. We will defeat this bill; it will never pass!" Goldwater said forcefully.

"You, so sure about that?" Mon challenged.

"You're going to make a deal with the Republicans," Goldwater accused.

"You resist me, what choice you give me?" Mon asked rhetorically.

"A royal prince ignoring his own party to make a deal with the Senate Minority Leader is shameful," Goldwater said outraged.

"Oh really, because I recall you making deals with Republicans when it suited you," Mon accused. "Look, we don't have to fight, Russ."

"Yes, we do," he said standing up.

Mon stood up as well as they faced each other. "I'm coming for you, Russ. If you get in my way, I'll crush you."

The next day Goldwater discussed the issue with the press. "I regret the prince has adopted the anti-abortion program. This so-called civil rights bill is a vicious assault on women's liberty, and we, in the Senate, intend to fight to the last ditch starting today. We will defeat this bill!" he declared.

Mon countered with his own press visit. "The retard exception doesn't mean I support abortion for fetal defects. It just means that the government will ensure that all fetal defects will be detected early and fixed so there won't be any exceptions. But even if we hadn't put that in the bill, just think about what that really means. I've been to orphanages with plenty of retard kids and kids that looked all fucked-up with the wrong number of fingers, toes, and limbs. I've seen a lot of weird shit since I've come to this time, just unimaginable horror. But every one of those retarded fucked-up kids had a fire in their eyes to learn, to grow stronger, to kill. But that light is going to fade if we don't value them as true human beings and citizens of the empire," Mon began.

"There's a story about a Greek born all fucked-up. He was short, had a hump on his back, and couldn't even raise his shield. When he asked to join the Greek army to defend his home from the Persians, he was turned away. Imagine that. He could have been used as a scout or allowed to charge the enemy on his own, anything that would have given him and his family honor. In the end, he became a traitor and helped the Persians outflank the Greeks to win the battle. Now, some of you may say that it would have been better if that retard had never been born, but I say it would have been better for all had the Greeks allowed that retard into their ranks," Mon concluded.

"Now, if I can't persuade people to do the right thing, then what's the point of being royalty?" Mon asked rhetorically.

In the Senate, Goldwater was passionate about the new amendments. "The prince's amendments to add an exception for retarded fetuses is a band-aid on cancer! I have a real amendment to offer. This map, here, is the total concentration of unwanted, disabled, retarded children in the world," Goldwater said. The map indicated higher concentrations of these children in the North where the population was higher.

"I propose we resettle these children all over the world until proportions are equalized among all countries. Then, you'll see how much of a burden it is to deal with these things. It is absolute hypocrisy to vote in favor of this bill if you're unwilling to take in these children and raise them yourselves. How dare you inflict these fucked-up kids on us when you will not lend a hand," Goldwater declared.

In the balcony above, King was not impressed. Brainiac 5 sat down next to him. "Is the prince caving in?" he asked, noticing the amendments. "I'd ask him myself but he's no longer returning my calls."

"Absolutely not, probably, maybe," Brainiac 5 replied.

"My people are still losing thousands of unborn children every day while this bill remains stuck," King said urgently.

"The Senate is based on GDP output rather than population with each country being given two. We need thirty-four votes to overcome the congressional veto. And if all the pro-life constituents are in just one country, it makes it difficult," Brainiac 5 explained.

"The Republican amendments are going to gut the bill," King said.

"Dayneko has to look tough for his people," Brainiac 5 downplayed.

"The time for posturing is over. It's time to act. I've put all of my credibility on the line for this prince," King said resentfully.

"Prince Mon will handle Dayneko," Brainiac 5 assured him.

"I'm going to start a hunger strike to the death," King pledged.

"Sounds like a plan," Brainiac 5 agreed.

In the palace, Mon welcomed Senator Dmitri Dayneko from Russia with open arms and sat down across from each other. "I need this civil rights bill passed or I'm going to start a world war all over again with it being the world vs me, you understand?"

"I understand very well," Dayneko said wide-eyed.

"So, how many votes are we going to get from the loyal opposition?" Mon rolled his eyes.

"I'll get you the votes you need, but I got forty amendments," Dayneko said.

"Forty? Holy shit," Mon said incredulously.

"My constituents have a number of concerns," Dayneko lied.

"Don't bullshit an old bullshitter. Let's cut to the chase. The fuck you want?" Mon asked bluntly.

"Instead of all of these exceptions, we would support 22 weeks with the life of the mother. With 22 weeks, that's enough time to determine if the fetus is a product of rape or is genetically fucked up," Dayneko said. "And we want a year of voluntary compliance before it becomes law."

"Yeah, no," Mon shut him down.

"No? The fuck?" Dayneko wondered.

"Nope," Mon shook his head.

"You cannot get a majority or even a third in the Senate without substantial changes," he warned. "With 22 weeks, I can get you the necessary votes."

"No can do. Either your people vote for this bill, or you vote with the pro-choice and the whole world goes up in flames. We're making history here, and you have to decide which side you want to be on," Mon refused.

"So, we either support a near-total ban or abortion without restriction?" Dayneko asked incredulously.

"That's right," Mon told him.

"Well...fuck me," Dayneko realized.

Brainiac 5 negotiated with the Republicans and then reported back to Mon. "I have given the Republicans assurances that all fetal abnormalities can be discovered and corrected in the womb or even outside the womb, that rape babies, so to speak, can safely be removed and gestated into pods, that all orphan children will be given a home and two drone parents, that all health concerns with a pregnant woman can be mitigated, and a raise for all pay-grades to deal with socio-economic circumstances."

"I have mixed feelings about this from the very beginning. On one hand, I don't give a fuck about humanity, especially human embryos that can't even fight. On the other hand, if I was governing Insane, I wouldn't even have to pass a law," Mon said reflectively. "With the Insane, the greatest honor that can bestow a woman is to give birth to a new male heir. Even if the baby is female, there's still hope that she will bear a male heir in the future. And no matter if a child is born fucked up or born poor, they all had the opportunity to prove themselves to be great warriors on the battlefield. Even a third-class Insane, under the right conditions, could be the greatest among us."

"Has a third-class Insane ever been anything of consequence?" Brainiac 5 asked knowingly.

"Fuck you, Barney," Mon said as he lost his moment.

"Even with the Republican vote, we're still two votes short," Brainiac 5 reported.

"Well...shit," Mon said impatiently.

Mon ambushed one of the Senators from Arizona in an elevator in the capitol "I'm going to give you a rare Insane artifact," he said as he handed him an evil-bladed knife. "...a free trip to Europe, and a World Supreme Court nominee if you vote yes on my civil rights bill."

"Well, okay then," he agreed.

Mon went back to his office to get another vote tally. "Jenkins...Jenkins! Why the fuck is Senator Eagle off my list?"

"He has a malignant brain tumor. He's recovering from surgery," he explained.

Mon spat on the floor. "But can he still vote?"

"He may not even be conscious," Jenkins objected as he attempted to spit on the floor as well.

"But can he vote, God damn it?!" Mon shouted at him.

On the Senate floor, Senator Bird discussed the issue eloquently. "I know my Bible...and there's nothing in the scriptures that says that a fetus or an embryo is my neighbor...so fuck it."

"This bill will mean the destruction of humanity! All of these unwanted children will be raised by drones, and they'll be indoctrinated to oppress the older generations! In twenty years, all of us still alive will be fucked!" Senator Babel declared.

Mon got on the phone with Senator Howard who had seen combat in the recent wars. "Combat veteran to combat veteran, you know the rules of engagement. You can't allow women to kill their kids until their kids shoot first."

"Well, I never really subscribed to the rules of engagement. I must have shot up tons of kids," Senator Howard replied.

"As have I, as have I," Mon said sympathetically.

"And I have a tough election fight in Pennsylvania," he brought up.

"Look, if I have your vote, I will bribe the fuck out of your state," Mon promised.

"Well, okay then," he agreed.

Mon got off the phone with Brainiac 5 standing by him. "I got the vote."

"Congratulations, Mon," Brainiac 5 said, genuinely impressed.

The next day, the Senate had the official vote on the bill with a 34-66 in favor. With this, the Senate couldn't veto Kara's proposal. A coalition of Arizona, Texas, Tennessee, Florida, Midwest America, Pennsylvania, Brazil, South America, Central America, West Africa, East Africa, Arabia, Persiastan, England, Poland, Russia, Japan, and IndoPhilppines was present for the signing ceremony.

"We believe all men are entitled to the blessings of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness in that order. Yet, millions are deprived of those blessings every year, not because they were convicted of a crime deserving of death, but because they are helpless and inconvenient. This cannot continue. Our Constitution and the principles of freedom forbid it," Mon declared on global TV.

Mon then invited Dayenko, King, and a number of other people to put their names on the bill. Senator Goldwater turned away and walked off as it became official.

In the palace, Mon found Goldwater waiting for him. "I'm sorry, Russ," Mon said insincerely.

"No, you're not," Goldwater knew otherwise.

"It's not politics, it's entirely personal. I just want Kara to like me again," Mon said immaturely.

"It's the passing of an era, a passing of etiquette, and principles. The decision on what women can do with their own bodies, how they wish to manage their families, and the freedom of choice is now in your hands, not theirs," he said bitterly.

"Russ, when did you become such a cuck?" Mon asked dumbfounded.

"My daughter was once pregnant. She wanted to abort the baby because it was discovered that it had serious mental handicaps. I told her that even though it was legal, I would excommunicate her if she didn't have the baby. So, she did, and it was a difficult birth. She became infertile. And that child gave her nothing but misery for twenty years. Finally, that child killed her and shot up an elementary school before killing himself," he revealed.

"Holy shit," Mon said stunned.

"When your daughter reaches maturity, you will have to think long and hard about what laws you want her to be governed by. And don't use royal immunity to get around it like some coward," Goldwater told him. "You're going to miss me when I'm gone."

"You going to run away now that you've lost?" Mon chided.

"I'm still here, Your Majesty, but I can't say the same thing for the rest of North America, Europe, East Asia, and Australia. I hope you haven't started another world war," he said somberly and then walked off.

Midvale, Maine

An exhausted Mon arrived in Midvale and entered the mansion. "Daddy!" Kon and Mara shouted adorably. Mon simply stared at his two kids. He had seen them develop from a clump of cells to a full-grown baby inside the pod.

Kara then approached Mon with an appreciative expression. "Thank you, Mon."

"It was nothing," Mon lied.

"There's going to be a lot of unwanted children that will be born as a result of this, millions maybe," Kara said.

"Yeah," Mon said obviously.

"And while I'll have Barney raise them and take care of their needs...they will be all yours," Kara told him.

"To fight for me?" Mon questioned.

"To do however you like," Kara replied. "You saved their lives. They now owe a life debt to you. You can understand that, right?"

"I do," Mon nodded. "But this new...army will take twenty years to be useful to me."

"Maybe not," Kara smiled as she eyed Kon and Mara playing. "I'll take over from here."

"There are still people clamoring for a personhood constitutional amendment and abortion doctors executed and women being sent into exile," Mon listed off. "How far are you going to take this issue?"

"All the way," Kara replied.

Author's Notes: Based on HBO's All The Way featuring LBJ. The political dynamics here are based somewhat on abortion laws globally in the present day. While a total ban is a minority position globally, totally unrestricted is also a minority position. So, I tried to imagine how it would be with increased medical technology. Of course, demographics in the 31st century could be totally different than today with Europe, Russia, Japan, and Korea scheduled for extinction by then, but AOS is also a social commentary on today's relevant issues. I tried to show both sides as respectfully and competently as I could while following the script of the film.