Kara was led away to be executed for high treason and whatnot. She was made to walk toward the execution site wearing a white dress that had the House of El crest on her chest. Her typically perfect blond hair was white and frizzy while her face showed signs of radiation sickness. Her hands were placed in Kryptonite handcuffs. As she was made to do the walk of shame, angry human citizens shouted at her and threw random debris at her. Kara took all this in stride visibly but was completely dismayed by what was happening to her. Brainiac 5 drones were on either side of her to keep the humans from attacking her. None of the drones did anything to assist her. As she was led to the guillotine platform, she accidentally stepped on the human prison warden's foot.
"Oops, my bad," she said apologetically to him.
The drones then locked her head into the guillotine. The blade above her was also glowing green with Kryptonite just to be sure. Kara gave a brave resigned face and then the blade came down chopping her head clean off. The prison warden took Kara's head and showed it to the obnoxious crowd. Kara, the Supergirl, was dead.
Mon eyed the spectacle from a nearby building. He had orchestrated the plan to perfection by placing the Kryptonite cuffs on Kara's hands when she least expected it and then hurried the execution. Kara had made many enemies among humanity. While a few were pissed off, many were pleased with Kara's death and many more were fearful of Mon's retaliation should anyone try to rescue her. Mon gave no expression to the execution of his wife and the mother of his children.
Soon thereafter, the World Congress was in chaos as various human leaders worked to take control. Many of Kara's government reforms were thrown out and democracy was sort of brought back, and a purge for Kara loyalists was underway. "Kara's reign was terror, not justice. She was severe, inflexible, and opposed to virtue. Kara's loyalists are guilty of three charges: the depletion of the global treasury, conspiracy against the internal and external security of the state, and high treason for acting in the interests of the enemy. Mercy for these villains? Fuck no. Only mercy for the innocent, the unfortunate, for humanity," the House Speaker declared to the obnoxious cheering of the World Congress.
Mon entered the capitol building, noticed the ongoing debate, and then went to his office where he officially acted as President of the World Senate. There, he met with Brainiac 5 for a meeting to discuss the future going forward. "The Thanagarians have taken advantage of Kara's execution. They have taken the orbiting space station over Mars and have also captured the shipyards. The Imperial fleet is trapped there. If we lose those ships, the Galactic Federation will fall. However, there are only two thousand of them to deal with."
"It's not necessary to recapture Mars. If I take back the shipyards and space station, the Thanagarians will be forced to surrender," Mon figured.
"I will provide you the weapons and then you will use the weapons. Do we have an accord?" Brainiac 5 asked.
"We do," Mon smirked.
Mars
The USS Nemo and two other Poseidon-class subs approached the Mars space station while under cloak. Mon gave the signal and then the Nemo fired a torpedo at the space station blasting a hole through its hole and stunning the partying Thanagarians inside. The two other subs fired torpedos blasting holes through the space station's hull in multiple places. The Thanagarians quickly awoke from their beds, put on their chest armor, their helmets, and their maces, and prepared for battle.
Mon made his way to the engine room, the largest area of the ship, and gathered all of his men around him. He reached out with his hands and the rest of his men held hands with each other. Putting two fingers to his forehead, he instantly teleported all of his men inside the space station where they were immediately confronted by Thanagarian warriors. Mon was instantly smacked to the gut with a Thanagarian mace but quickly recovered.
"You, good?" Eltro asked.
"I'm alright," Mon grunted.
Mon got into the thick of the battle punching and blasting Thanagarians individually. The space station became filled with laser fire and electrical lance strikes. Casualties began to mount on both sides as bodies were getting shot through and blasted to pieces. At one point, an energy beam blasted through the hull sucking some Thanagarians out into space.
"Give me fire control," Mon ordered his men.
Upon taking control of the computers, Mon gave the order to fire. The space station fired non-stop on Thanagarian ships that were blockading the planet. The bird-shaped Thanagarian war-birds were struck repeatedly and even collided with each other as they attempted to evade enemy fire. One particular ship exploded as its warp core was ruptured. The remaining Thanagarian fleet retreated to hyperspace giving Mon the victory.
After the battle, Mon established a formation in the cargo room of the space station. He brought Eltro to the front. Mon placed a sword on Eltro's shoulder. "I promote you to brigadier general," Mon said to Eltro.
"I thought we were in the navy," Eltro said confused.
"Eltro...shut the fuck up," Mon scolded and then handed him the O-7 rank on his chest. "Love live the Insane Empire!"
"Long live the Insane Empire!" the troops shouted enthusiastically.
"I promised you brilliant successes and I've kept my word," Mon said to his troops. "Now, I'm going to take a nap. I'm tired."
Earth
Brainiac 5 and Mon discussed the direction of the Insane Empire as soon as he came back. "The current leadership of the Galactic Federation has passed from enthusiasm to reckless ambition," Brainiac 5 began.
"Already talking shit," Mon realized.
"The public perception of mass executions is lawless passion," Brainiac 5 continued.
"So?" Mon wondered.
"Some say you're unfit to rule," Brainiac 5 brought up.
"Yeah, well, fuck'em," Mon shrugged. "Look, Barney, I'm tired. I'm going to take a nap."
The World Congress didn't celebrate Mon's victory. Instead, they decided to talk shit about him in the debates. "It has become increasingly clear, Prince Mon-El, that your motivations are to use your blade to ultimate power," the House Speaker said to Mon inside the capitol building.
"Well...you're not wrong," Mon smirked. "No Insane man has objected to my methods. If you say I'm guilty, you're saying all Insane are guilty."
"You're not a defender of freedom," one congressman said to him.
"I never said I was," Mon shrugged.
"You have deemed yourself judge, jury, and executioner, have you not?" another congressman said to him.
"Yeah," Mon said nonchalantly.
"You're worse than Caesar!" a congressman shouted.
"I make Caesar my bitch," Mon confirmed. "You know what? You're all traitors and you're all getting the guillotine." Mon proceeded to have all members of Congress executed by guillotine.
Afterward, Mon hosted a ball filled with elites who had survived Mon's first wave of terror. Mon was wearing his ceremonial Insane armor while enjoying a tasteless theater play of Kara getting her head cut off. The crowd clapped and laughed in amusement. After, the play, the elites sat down to gamble by playing cards. Mon stood off to the side observing and analyzing the crowd like a hawk, contemplating who he was going to kill next.
Rhea then walked up to Mon wearing a black dress. She appeared exactly as Mon had seen her last in the 21st century. Now, she was here gambling with other Insane men. Mon could only stare wondering what the fuck was going on. Rhea seemed to notice and walked up to him. "Why are you staring at me?" she asked bluntly.
"You're supposed to be dead a thousand years ago," Mon said, slightly spooked.
"Am I?" Rhea mocked.
"Yes," Mon confirmed. "I'm staring at the face of a ghost."
"What is this costume you have on?" Rhea asked condescendingly.
"This is my uniform," Mon said lamely. "I led the Insane victory at Mars. I'm a big deal."
"I don't give a shit," Rhea said unimpressed, and walked off.
The next morning, Mon tried to forget he saw his dead mother at the ball and went back to work at his office. "Sir, there is a young man who wishes to see you. His name is Kon-El. He claims to be your son," Eltro informed him.
"Bring him in," Mon said without enthusiasm.
Kon awkwardly entered the room with Mon sitting at his desk. "Father," he began.
"Yes?" Mon asked expectedly. "The fuck you want?"
"Your saber," Kon replied.
"A saber is a weapon. Why do you want it?" Mon asked.
"To kill you," Kon said bluntly.
Mon chuckled amused. "There are many ways to kill me aside from a sword. Who set you up for this?"
"My grandmother said you were the only one in authority to give me the sword," Kon replied.
Mon froze at that. "Of course. I'll make sure you get the sharpest sword that has ever existed."
Later that day, Mon took the laser-sharpened sword to his palace. There, he met with Kon and Mara who were still shell-shocked by recent events. Mon handed the sword in a sheath to Kon. Rhea then made her appearance, supposedly acting as the parental guardian of the two children. "Do you need an introduction for them?" Mon asked Rhea.
"No, prince," Rhea smiled condescendingly.
"Let's have a chat," Mon requested.
Mon and Rhea hung out in the reception hall in the palace. Mon gave Rhea a WTF look like he couldn't believe she was there as they sat at a table for tea. She just laughed amused at his puzzlement.
"Would you like to sit closer?" Mon asked.
"No, piss off," Rhea said to him.
"Why?" Mon asked offended. "Do you find me without appeal?"
"Yes," Rhea shut down.
"Don't underestimate me," Mon warned.
"When you see me, do you see a queen?" Rhea asked.
"No, I'm in charge and you're still dead," Mon told her off.
"My husband, your father, had many lovers. When I killed his ass, I made his mistresses watch. I do whatever it takes to survive. So, prince, do you really want to fuck with me?" Rhea asked threateningly.
"No," Mon shook his head.
"Does where I've been these last thousand years concern you?" Rhea questioned.
"No," Mon relented.
Outside the palace, the humans protested. "Citizens of the Earth, don't be fooled. There are more of us than them. We can occupy this planet. Love live the Republic! Long live the Republic!" a protest leader shouted.
Mon ignored the protests and turned to Brainiac 5 inside the palace. "No doubt you have seen the chaos in the streets," Brainiac 5 said.
"I have with amusement," Mon confirmed.
"My intelligence indicates there will be an attack on the palace by this mob. They are twenty-thousand strong. What do you intend to do?" Brainiac 5 asked.
"As I see fit," Mon said vaguely.
Mon confronted the protesters outside the palace with Brainiac 5 drones forming a line. Mon eyed the large crowd and raised his hands. Energy orbs appeared on all of his fingertips. Ten beams suddenly hit the protesters blasting holes through them and creating an instant bloodbath. The posters immediately fled the scene in terror. Mon walked off allowing the drones to deal with the mortally wounded.
That evening, Mon hosted an Insane dinner with himself at one end of the table and Rhea on the other. Mon couldn't help but notice that Rhea was highly social among the Insane elites. Accepting the reality of Rhea being alive for reasons unknown to him, Mon quickly understood that Rhea could be attempting to sack him.
Shayera
Mon brought his army to Shayera, a desert world in the Thanagarian Empire on the border. Mon and Eltro considered a limestone statue of a giant sphinx creature. "The sights are wonderous...but it's hot as fuck out here," Mon remarked.
"Why are we here?" Eltro wondered.
"To commit blasphemy and desecrate graves," Mon reminded him.
The Thanagarian army gathered around a series of several large pyramid structures. "Why do you think so many alien cultures have pyramids including us? Maybe, we all come from one ancient race that has encoded this instinct into our genetics," Eltro said wide-eyed.
"Or...or...or...it's just the easiest way for primitive cultures to build a tall structure without it toppling over," Mon discounted.
The Insane drone army advanced into five brigade squares. Each square perimeter was infantry armor inside the square. On every corner of the square was artillery. The desert ground was, however, not flat causing the squares to lose their shape and become fucked up. The Thanagarians swarmed the disorganized squares immediately. The drones quickly corrected the situation and formed perfect squares just before the Thanagarians swooped in. The air became filled with laser fire, anti-aircraft guns, and SAM missile systems. The Thanagarian dropped to the ground all around the drone brigades and went into a wild retreat.
Mon, Eltro, and his Insane warriors took to the air and chased the Thanagarians in the air. Careful to keep their distance, the Insane warriors fired on the Thanagarians with beams. The Thanagarians, unable to get close to the Insane with their maces, were fried. The Insane chased the Thanagarians higher and higher into the atmosphere toward space. Upon reaching the high atmosphere, the Thanagarians began to suffocate, freeze, and fall back to the planet. Mon then took the capital city of the planet. For good measure, he fired beams from his index finger at the pyramids blasting deep holes in them.
After kicking ass, Mon gave Brainiac 5 permission to do some excavation research. A sarcophagus in good condition was brought out of one of the pyramids. Mon opened the sarcophagus and found a female Thanagarian mummy inside. Brainiac 5 scanned the mummy and did a quick DNA test. "These are the remains of Shayera Hol, of which the planet is named after. She was once a Justice League member a thousand years ago."
"Not bad for a thousand years," Mon said of the remains. "The planet is yours," he said to Brainaic 5 and then went to his tent.
Inside his tent, he had lunch with Eltro. "Are there limits to what I can tell you?" Eltro asked cautiously.
"There shouldn't be," Mon said suspiciously.
"Yeah, but what if it's really fucked up. Like...super fucked up. What if it causes you pain?" Eltro asked.
"We're Insane. We live for pain," Mon allowed.
"Your mother has taken a lover. His name is...Charles Hippo," Eltro revealed.
"Get the fuck out of here," Mon smiled amused.
"It's true," Eltro said seriously.
"And just like that, no cake for you," Mon denied.
"You said I could tell you fucked-up things," Eltro reminded him.
"I was lying and the cake is also a lie," Mon told him.
"I would never lie to you," Eltro said seriously.
"How do you know this?" Mon asked.
"Laurel is your mother's assistant and she likes to talk shit," Eltro said.
"Well, I've assessed the situation and I'm going home," Mon said resolved.
"What about the men?" Eltro wondered.
"Fuck'em," Mon said dismissively. "You're in charge here now."
"Well...shit," Eltro frowned.
Earth
Mon teleported back to Earth leaving thousands of drones, humans, and other alien soldiers of the Galatic Federation stranded on Shayera. The Thanagarian fleet defeated and forced the Galactic Federation fleet to leave the system. The army on the planet was now stranded on a hot-as-fuck planet with no water and very little vegetation.
Mon had more important things to think about than this. He ordered Brainiac 5 to produce propaganda news articles on the great victory of Shayera. However, the humans at the Daily Planet boldly wrote mad-shit in their articles about Rhea's affairs. Mon read these articles on his smartphone with some dismay. He went to the palace to confront Rhea personally.
"What the actual fuck? What kind of creature are you?" Mon asked of her. "How could you care so little about my feelings?"
"Fuck your feelings," Rhea said dismissively.
"You are a selfish little pig," Mon accused. "You think so lowly of me, huh?"
"Yeah," Rhea said obviously.
"Then why? How did you go from a genocidal queen bent on world domination to fucking the pool boy?" Mon asked dismayed.
"What do you want me to say, Mon? That I'm sorry? Go fuck yourself," Rhea replied.
"I want you to say that I am the most important thing in the universe to you! I am your son and your heir!" Mon shouted at her.
"You want me to say that?" Rhea asked incredulously.
"Say it!" Mon ordered.
"You're...," Rhea struggled to say and couldn't finish.
"Unbelievable. Without me, you are nothing," Mon told her.
"The fuck I am. I have the same power level as you, Mon. Better sleep with one eye open at all times while you're on this planet," Rhea threatened. "Now, stop being so damn insecure."
"You're a beast...and I feel sorry for you," Mon said condescendingly.
Rhea suddenly flashed to Super Insane and fired a beam through Mon's chest, dropping him. Mon coughed up blood, stunned by the attack. "Am I real to you now?" Rhea asked as she was bright gold and a golden aura flared around her. "I gave birth to you, I raised you, I trained you, and you are nothing without me. Now, say it!"
Mon refused and attempted to teleport. Rhea placed her foot on Mon's right arm to prevent him. "You're just a brute, Mon. Now, say it before I kill you," Rhea ordered.
"I'm just a brute that is nothing without you," Mon said finally.
"You are nothing without your mother," Rhea continued.
"I am nothing without my mother," Mon repeated.
"I mastered the Super Insane technique before you did, trained in the 5th dimension for years to perfect it. What good is your power level if it takes you thirty fucking minutes to get to your final form?! So, don't fuck with me again, Mon!" Rhea said to him and then left him mortally wounded on the floor.
The next morning, Mon was disgruntled. "Did you love your Kryptonian bitch wife before you had her head cut off?" Rhea asked conversationally.
"Probably...maybe...it was complicated," Mon said awkwardly.
"Did you really find that blond ditz to be pretty?" Rhea asked.
"Sometimes," Mon allowed. "Kara served a purpose."
"More than I did?" Rhea asked scornfully.
"Well, it wasn't incest...so that made it more attractive," Mon said dryly.
"Love isn't all about sex, Mon. Your mistake is that you loved her over me. And now that she's gone, you will never leave me again," Rhea said. "You don't have to forgive all the fucked up things I did to you. You just can't leave."
As expected, Mon was called in by the Galactic Federation Senate to get chewed out over the Shayera debacle. In front of him were holograms of Bertor (Titan), Questor (Colu), Dejah (Mars), and Beren (Naltor). "What was it that made you desert your troops in Shayera?" Bertor asked accusingly.
"More importantly, why is the Galactic Federation so fucked up? Who is responsible for governance while I'm away conquering and pillaging?" Mon counter-accused. "The Galactic Federation appears to be on the verge of imminent invasion and no one can stop it except me. And, instead, of being eternally grateful for my leadership and power, you promote propaganda that my mother is a whore."
After the meeting, Mon had a luncheon with Brainiac 5. "Everyone in the Galactic Federation knows you as a prince," Brainiac 5 assured him.
"What do you want?" Mon asked cynically.
"The people will accept my direct governance on all planets with your support. Like you, I think democracy is corrupt and inefficient. But, together, we can save the Galactic Federation, continue the monarchy, and preserve your Insane ideals," Brainiac 5 pitched. "I think a seizure of power, with your help, is possible. And this is the right time."
"You expect me to be your sword?" Mon asked disrespected.
"You have planetary destructive powers and instant transmission with no weaknesses. I have a twelfth-level intellect, a library of knowledge, hundreds of years of experience, and the ability to replicate myself countless times. We can trade our strengths to one another in a well-executed, well-timed, coup. Together, we can win," Brainiac 5 enticed.
Mon chuckled at that. "Sure."
With Mon's blessing, Brainiac 5 went ahead and sacked the entire Galactic Senate. Brainiac 5 then gathered the remaining leaders of the Galactic Federation on Earth for a discussion on the future. "This emergency session is to deal with the Thanagarian threat," Brainiac 5 said simply.
"We're being asked to consent to all of our governments, economies, military, and religious affairs to you and you alone. Where are the Galactic Federation Senators and heads of state?" one leader asked. "And we are here, surrounded by your troops, far away from our home planets. This is becoming increasingly clear that you and Prince Mon-El are acting as outlaws."
"Enough!" Mon said to the crowd. "If you have any questions, you may ask me now."
"How dare you! You've violated our constitutions!" the angry crowd shouted at him. Mon then got into a fistfight with all the political leaders, greatly enjoying himself as he did.
Brainiac 5 drones then swarmed the hall with laser rifles at the ready. The fight ended as Mon pulled himself away from the fight. "Well...shall we vote?" he asked rhetorically.
After his coup of the galaxy, Mon held a ball and then had a meeting with Brainiac 5 the next morning. "After the representatives voted to make you Supreme Leader, you had them all executed. That makes their illegitimate vote less... legitimate," Brainiac 5 chided.
"It's the Insane way," Mon said unrepentant.
"You seek a truce with the Thanagarians. Why?" Brainiac 5 asked. "Is it because peace is your heartfelt wish for the galaxy?"
"To lure them into a false sense of security," Mon explained. "Now, I need a better understanding of the Khund emperor. What's his deal?"
"His trade with the Thanagarians is more beneficial than his trade with the Galactic Federation," Brainiac 5 replied.
"What kind of man is he? Is he queer?" Mon asked.
"He's young, vain, popular, and has mother issues," Brainiac 5 said, looking straight at him.
"Fuck you, Barney," Mon chuckled.
"His greatest fear is being killed in his bed like his father. He's highly paranoid. This makes him dangerously fickle to whoever talks with him last," Brainiac 5 said.
"Well, good thing I only take counsel from only one person," Mon said narrowing his eyes at Brainiac 5. "So, he needs a friend, an ally. Make it happen."
Brainiac 5 went to the Thanagarian Empire to soften their king up a little on a peace treaty Mon had every intention of breaking. The Thanagarian ambassador, Darl Klus then arrived on Earth to have talks. He waddled like a fat pigeon as he walked. Unlike soldiers wearing light armor and generally being shirtless, he wore green robes.
"The fuck are you here for?" Mon asked rudely.
"You summoned me here," Darl replied.
"Do you know why?" Mon asked. There was an awkward silence between them. "Well...fuck it," Mon said, about to leave.
"I understand you wish to discuss peace," Darl said finally.
"Tell your king to sign the peace treaty or I will keep you guessing and scared. I will fuck you up when you least expect it. In time, your manners will become that of the Insane!" he told them.
"We're not scared or intimidated. We are a great empire that has lasted for thousands of years, and we have the greatest fleet in the galaxy," Darl told him off.
"Oh, really? You think you're so great because you have boats?!" Mon raged.
"With all due respect...what the fuck?" Darl wondered.
"I meant ships," Mon corrected himself.
"Honestly, I feel complimented rather than intimidated," Darl said sincerely.
"Well...it was a compliment," Mon backtracked. "After all, great Insane men have the best manners."
After the meeting, Mon had a chat with Brainiac 5. "You about to tell me something that's going to piss me off?"
"I sure hope not," Brainiac 5 said with false sincerity. "The rest of the empires in the galaxy see you as an Insane thug."
"But I am an Insane thug," Mon confirmed.
"You could be more than a Supreme Leader. You could be a king, an emperor," Brainiac 5 suggested.
"Wait...what outranks what?" Mon asked confused.
Mon had breakfast with Rhea who was waiting for him. "Why don't you have an heir?" she asked accusingly.
"Is that a question or an accusation?" Mon asked annoyed.
"Yes," Rhea replied.
"I already have an heir," Mon said referring to Kon.
"The hybrid brats are unfit to be your heirs. You need a full-blood Insane son," Rhea told him.
"Perhaps we should make one, royal, pure," Mon mocked.
"Don't be an ass. Do I have to explain to you the importance of this...again to you?" Rhea asked condescendingly.
"I don't have the time for this," Mon evaded. "I'm too busy making a mess."
"Make the time," Rhea ordered. "I want an heir now."
"Fine, whatever," Mon relented.
"Now, crawl under this table and lick my hand...like a dog," Rhea ordered.
"Wait...what?" Mon wondered.
"Do as I say...or I'll beat the fuck out of you," Rhea threatened.
"Fuck me," Mon muttered and then went under the table.
In St. Peter's Basilica, in Rome, Mon put on his Insane ceremonial armor. All the ranking elites of Earth and the Galactic Federation were present with a healthy amount of Insane warriors. Mon wore Kara's old Caesar crown on his head as he walked to the altar. Rhea, dressed in her own Insane ceremonial armor followed close behind him.
Mon and Rhea then took a knee at the altar in front of Pope Barney. "May God affirm you on this throne, and Christ give you to rule with him in his eternal kingdom," Pope Barney said as he gave his blessing.
As the crown was presented, Mon stood up and took it. The crowd was shocked and appalled by this gesture. The Insane nodded with approval, however. "I found the Insane crown in the gutter for a thousand years. I picked it up with my sword, cleaned it up, and now I place it on top of my own head," Mon said boldly as he put the crown on his head.
He then went over to Rhea and placed the crown of queen-mother on her head. "The most Insane, Mon-El, the Emperor of the Galactic Empire is crowned and enthroned. Love live the emperor!"
"Love live the emperor!" the crowd shouted.
Mon and Rhea then walked out of the basilica like a boss.
That evening, the Insane elites came to dine together with Mon and Rhea at opposite ends of the table. "Are you enjoying yourself?" Rhea asked mockingly.
"I'm about to go to war soon, so yes," Mon confirmed.
"And yet, my son cannot provide me an heir. What's the problem, Mon? Does your tool no longer work? Do your balls need to be squeezed?" Rhea asked.
"I haven't had the time," Mon excused.
"Oh, really? You made love to your Kryptonian bitch wife for years and nothing came of it. You resorted to artificial insemination pods," Rhea brought up.
"That was her fault," Mon argued.
"And you've fucked all sorts of strange alien females across the galaxy with no result," Rhea pointed out. "Your seeds do not grow."
"And you're fat," Mon countered.
Rhea flared to Super Insane 3 within a second causing the food on the table to scatter and static electricity to spark around the room. Mon flashed to Super Insane as well but wasn't quick enough to rise to her level. Rhea fired a beam through Mon's gut, dropping him. "Next time you call me fat, I'll break everything in your body except your dick and balls," she threatened.
Khundia
On the cold desolate world of Khundia, Mon teleported his army to the surface. "It's cold as fuck here. Why can't we fight on a planet that's warm and sunny," Mon complained.
"It just happens to be the Khundian winter in the mountains," Brainiac 5 downplayed. "The Khundian emperor has been studying your battle tactics to emulate you."
"He's a little boy about to get fucked," Mon smirked confidently. "Wait...that came out wrong."
"We have been discovered," Brainiac 5 said as his drone spies detected Khundian scouts.
"Good," Mon said pleased. "Tell the men to rest. I'm tired and I need to take a nap."
The next morning, Khundian infantry marched into position and were quickly sighted by drone scouts. "Let us finish this war by giving them the clap...of thunder," Mon said to his Insane men. Mon positioned the majority of his men up against a mountain away from sight while putting a small contingent in a village down below. He ceded the high ground relative to this village to the Khunds.
"I'm the first to admit when I make a mistake," Mon said to Eltro as the battle was about to begin. "But I never do."
Eltro gave Mon a look of awe and wonder. "Fuck yeah, Sir."
"The Khunds believe they now have the high ground. They will likely attack your right flank, destroy it, and then swing around to trap you in this holdout," Brainiac 5 advised.
"They will try," Mon smirked.
The Khundian infantry and armor stormed into the urban town. The Imperials took positions inside the town and engaged the Khunds in urban warfare. Quickly, the town became an intense shootout between the two sides. Insane warriors fought with the Khunds with beams and hand-to-hand combat. Additional Imperial reinforcements arrived to stabilize the right flank.
Mon waited for the bulk of the Khundian forces to hit the right flank. The disorganized Khundian army took some time to move all of their troops over to the town. Mon had been expecting the Khunds to attack all at once but these delays put enormous pressure on his right flank to stick it out. Finally, the majority of the Khundian army slammed into the town.
"The Khundian left has moved off the high ground," Brainiac 5 reported.
"Move infantry forward to take the high ground," Mon ordered.
Two infantry divisions made their way to the Khund center with armored units on the left flank taking the Khund right flank. The Khunds soon found themselves overwhelmed and forced to retreat off the high ground. This isolated the main Khund army stuck in the town from their support units. "Swing them around to sandwich the Khund army," Mon ordered.
The bulk of the Imperial army swung around and sandwiched the Khund army from the north, east, and west. Realizing he was being attacked by three sides and totally fucked, the Khund emperor ordered a retreat. The Khunds retreated to the south over a large frozen lake. Over the frozen lake, the Khunds were slow to move allowing them to be shot down in the back.
"Fire artillery," Mon ordered.
Artillery opened fire with explosive shells hitting the frozen lake and busting it open. Khunds soon found themselves falling into the lake and drowning in significant numbers. Mon, himself, lazily fired ki beams into the lake blasting retreating Khunds and sending their remains into the lake. Mon then identified the Khund emperor, himself. He fired multiple shots at the lake as the Khund emperor tried to get away. Finally, Mon got a hit dropping the Khund emperor into the lake. In all, the Imperials scored 3x as many casualties as the Khunds.
After the victory, the Khund emperor who had survived being tossed into the lake agreed to meet with Mon for peace talks. "Naric, so good to see you," Mon said with false sincerity.
Mon invited Naric into his tent. "It's nice to see another emperor," he said as poured Naric a glass of wine. "I should compliment you for making me commit an enormous error."
"What error?" Naric asked confused.
"You see, I was having so much fun slaughtering your men on the battlefield that I no longer felt the mood to just destroy your whole planet," Mon smirked.
"Yes," Naric acknowledged.
"I hope you appreciate this gesture of kindness," Mon said dangerously.
"Yes," Naric nodded.
"From now on, the Khund empire is my bitch. To friendship, glorious peace, and the best interest of the galaxy," Mon toasted.
Earth
When Mon came back to the palace, Rhea was waiting for him. She got him a new dog, gave him a bubble bath, and an Insane prostitute to play with. "It's time to put this mystery to rest, Mon. To that end, we will conduct a very practical experiment. The object of this experiment is to see if you can father a child, naturally, and then we will have an answer to this nagging question."
"The only one that is a nag is you, Mother," Mon said scornfully as he drank shot after shot of hard liquor to get positively shit-faced. "I mean, even the most fertile men might take several sessions and a few months with a woman. What if this prostitute is infertile? Maybe, it would be better if I plowed the field with hundreds, no, thousands of Insane females."
"Certainly, my dear, but just understand that any bastards you sire, I'll have them aborted," Rhea smiled sadistically.
"Holy fuck," Mon said as he took another shot.
"Now, go along then," Rhea ordered.
Mon stumbled his way into his bedroom and found the Insane prostitute already in bed. She looked a bit apprehensive and intimidated by him. Mon turned off the lights and then passed the fuck out on top of her.
The next day Mon and Brainiac 5 had a chat. "Your sperm sample indicates you're highly fertile and the energy level of these sperm is higher than anything recorded in Insane history," Brainiac 5 said.
"Then, why couldn't I get Kara pregnant?" Mon asked frustrated.
"Her base power level, generally speaking, far exceeded even your maximum. Your sperm was no match for her egg's defenses. Now, should she have lowered her power level to you or had you increased your level far above what you are now, it could have worked," Brainiac 5 said calmly.
"That's such bullshit," Mon said, standing up. "How could she have been that powerful? It's obscene."
"To be fair, no male in the galaxy would have been successful either," Brainiac 5 said.
"I need you as a witness to pretend that I am infertile," Mon said finally.
"You're asking me to lie?" Brainiac 5 asked coyly.
"Yeah," Mon said obviously.
"My emperor, it is my honor and my duty, of course, to do as you ask of me...," Brainiac 5 began.
"Cut the shit, Barney," Mon warned.
"I can easily contain the truth assuming your mother doesn't find out through some other way," Brainiac 5 said.
That evening, Mon and Rhea had a tough talk. "Oh, my sweet boy, Mon. You know how much I loved you," Rhea said.
"I'm sensing a past tense here," Mon noted.
"You, and you alone, are the only moments of happiness I have ever had in my life. But the destiny of the Insane is beyond just our will. My affections must yield to our people," Rhea said seriously.
Mon began to chuckle at that. "What the fuck does that mean?"
"If you cannot sire a true full-blooded Insane heir, then I will make a new heir, myself," Rhea threatened and then left.
Mon furrowed his brow as he tried to calculate this. "Wait...what?"
Due to Rhea's pressure, Mon was forced to conduct an official ceremony. Kon and Mara were present before Mon, Rhea, and other Insane elite warriors. Mon looked flustered and uncomfortable with the ceremony as it began. "The Imperial decree for the official disinheritance of Kon-El and Mara-El and non-recognition as son and daughter to Emperor Mon," Brainiac 5 read off.
Kon was stone-faced with defiant eyes while Mara was noticeably crying. Mon choked up as he attempted to speak and needed a nudge from Rhea. "My Insane people desire that this throne, which providence has placed me, would be given to a full-blood Insane heir. I have then been led to listen only to the good of the state and to want the disinheritance and dissolution of my...fatherly bond to these children."
Mon then went over to Kon and Mara and took a knee before them. "The memories of me being your father, I will etch into my heart forever," he said softly to them. He then gave them a paper to read.
"Our status is an obstacle to empire. She has been deprived of one day being governed by a full-blooded Insane that will restore faith in the throne and Insane order," Mara began and then stopped as she could no longer speak through her cries. "Sorry...," she said tearfully.
"Listen, this is for your empire. That's what this is, alright. Now, say it," Mon pressed knowing Rhea would kill them if they didn't.
"Our status as children of Emperor Mon-El is an obstacle to the prosperity of the empire. Agreeing to the dissolution of our parental heritage, as we must, does not change our feelings. The emperor will have, in us, truest...friends," Mara said.
Mon then had them sign the paper and handed it over to Brainiac 5. As the children, now considered disinherited bastards, were to be exiled away, Mon gave Kon a simple nod.
After exiling Kon and Mara way, Mon married Laurel and had a son with her. He then delivered that son to Rhea. "Oh, sweet child," she said of the boy. She then turned to Mon standing off to the side. "One day, you'll understand the sacrifices you've had to make."
"Yeah, maybe," Mon replied bitterly.
For reasons unknown, the Khund Empire broke its pact with the Galactic Empire and allied with the Thanagarians. Pissed off, Mon declared war and resolved to punk them for good. Mon teleported armies onto Khund colony planets to humiliate the home planet and twist the knife, so to speak. However, things did not go to plan as Khunds would occasionally ambush Imperial columns in skirmishes. When Insane warriors went out to deal with them, they all got cut down and gutted.
Mon ignored these unusual casualty reports and kept invading Khund colonies as he got closer and closer to the home planet. Finally, Mon teleported his army onto the Khund home planet and was met by the entire Khund army. First, Mon decided to take a small town that was in between the two armies. After heavy fighting between the drone army and the Khunds, they withdrew from the town with few prisoners taken.
"Emperor, we should do a massive flanking maneuver to the south," Eltro suggested.
"A bit risky. We're the larger army, better trained, more durable, and we just softened their numbers by taking the town. I say we do go for a frontal assault," Mon judged.
As the Khunds took a defensive position, Mon decided to take ground little by little. On the left flank, to the north, he took another village and pointed artillery guns at the Khunds from it. The Khunds chose not to counterattack to retake the village.
Mon directed the center to advance where divisions of drone infantry came under Khund artillery fire. Without fear or disorganization, the drone army continued its advance. The drone infantry and Khunds went back and forth inside the trenches. A drone sniper nearly took out the Khund general in the center. Armored units from both sides started entering the battle in the center.
Insane warriors marched forward on the right flank but got ambushed in the dense forest...by a something. Despite this inconvenience, the Insane army took a town to the south only for the Khunds to scorch earth it. On the left Imperial flank, a drone army and the Khunds traded the field back and forth with a Khund general killed in action. It was here that individualism was tested. In a normal army, a general being killed would lead to organizational issues. With drones, every single drone was being commanded by a central drone unit away from the battlefield but was also capable of making logical intelligent decisions on their own with independent AI systems. The drone army could take losses so long as enemy officers were getting slaughtered.
Upon the main Kund general being killed, the Khunds were pushed back and took defensive positions. Automatic fire and artillery slammed the Khund infantry relentlessly. "We should press the attack," Brainiac 5 advised Mon who was far away from the battle.
"There's no honor in fighting leaderless armies playing defense. I'm tired. I'm going to go take a nap," Mon said and went to his tent.
A Khund armored brigade swung around and attacked the Imperial left flank in an unexpected move. The Imperials drove them off but it delayed an Imperial counter-attack on the center. The two armies fired artillery guns at each other until the Khunds eventually left the field giving the Imperials a costly victory.
Soon thereafter, the Imperial army sacked the Khund capital of Khundia. Mon found the city in ruins as the Khunds attempted to scorch-earth it. The city's population had been quickly evacuated leaving it empty. "Where did everyone go?" Mon wondered.
"They assessed the situation and they left," Brainiac 5 reported.
"All of them?" Mon asked incredulously.
Mon entered the Khund emperor's palace and sat on the throne like a boss. "Not very sporting, is it?" Mon asked rhetorically, completely bored. "He'd rather burn his own city than negotiate with me? Well, in that case, we'll go to the other cities and have them burn those, too."
"I recommend we withdraw. The enemy will attempt to fight us via attrition. We should wait until we have regrouped and then attack again," Brainiac 5 advised.
"It's not the Insane way to probe, withdraw, probe, withdraw. We keep going until we force them to capitulate," Mon ordered. He then turned to Eltro, Ol, and Dax, his faithful companions. "I leave this glory to you."
Mon teleported himself back to Earth leaving his army in Khundia to fend for themselves. In the palace, Mon read a shocking report that his entire army on Khundia including his officers had all been killed. The army had been destroyed piece-by-piece in daily hit-and-run attacks by an unknown powerful force. "What the fuck?" Mon wondered.
After ordering Brainiac 5 to recruit a new army, Mon went on vacation to the island of Australia where he stayed there for a while. At this point, he was oblivious that a Thanagarian fleet carrying a Khund army was on the verge of attacking Earth.
Mon eventually returned to the palace to be told more shocking news. "Your mother, Queen Rhea, has died," Brainiac 5 informed him.
"How?" Mon asked stunned.
"A heart virus. I suspect a biological weapon specific to the Insane," Brainiac 5 replied.
"Why wasn't I notified?" Mon asked outraged.
"Are you blaming me?" Brainiac 5 asked cryptically.
"No," Mon said softly, realizing he was being threatened. "I forgive you," he said lamely.
Thanagaria
On Thanagaria, King Ra addressed leaders from Khundia, Durlans, and Dominators all pissed off by Mon's antics. "This congregation of ka-caw allies shall form along the borders of the Terran Sector. This ka-caw vermin has routed the worlds of the galaxy while we have ka-caw snored. We should have struck this blow long ago, ka-caw!" King Ra said.
"He has held the galaxy hostage with his ka-caw egotism and his insatiable hunger for power, which none of us, here, could be characterized as. He's also a ka-caw asshole. We will all sleep again without him, ka-caw!"
Earth
Mon eyed a coalition of Thanagarians, Khunds, Durlans, and Dominators unimpressed as they landed on Earth and formed up together. Unable to defend Earth space with a non-existent fleet, Mon would have to fight them on land. The Allied army of several hundred thousand was positively dwarfed by the ten billion armed drones on the planet. To keep things fair and relatively interesting, Mon kept both armies about the same size on the field.
"I'm tired. I think I'm going to take a nap," Mon said to Brainiac 5 and then went inside his tent. After a good snooze, Mon went out of his tent and eyed the Allies who were taking a defensive position.
Mon lazily aimed his palm at the Allies army and fired several ki blasts in rapid succession. The spheres fell on the Allies army creating massive craters and blasting thousands of Allied soldiers apart instantly. Mon signaled for the infantry drones to advance as he continued to fire ki shots at the Allies. As the drones marched, the Allies fired their own artillery blasting apart the drones to scrap. The drones then filled in the gaps and kept going.
Armored units then moved across the battlefield only to be stopped by large square formations. As the armored units approached, Thanagarians pushed them back with their brute strength and pounded on them with their maces, shocking them. The armored units then backed off unable to get through these formations. Ki blasts dropped down and destroyed these formations leaving only craters.
Eventually, it became a cluster-fuck of infantry drones and Thanagarians fighting each other hand-to-hand on the battlefield. Mon then entertained himself by getting into the thick of the battle. He was hit several times with maces and spears as he punched them back.
"He just can't help himself," King Ra mused.
Mon suddenly coughed blood as he also began to succumb to the heart virus. Realizing something was deadly wrong, he stopped fighting and teleported away. The drones continued their advance even without him. Suddenly, a wave of fire consumed the entire drone army destroying it completely.
A sickly-looking Mon was brought onto a Thanagarian warbird in black-star alloy chains. A metal band was also placed on Mon's head to prevent him from utilizing his ki. King Ra then came to speak with Mon as he ate breakfast in the mess hall. Young Thanagarian sailors then left the room. "Your boys are delightful," Mon complimented. "Wait...let me rephrase that."
"My dear Sir, it's only by a margin of narrow opinion that I don't have you killed," King Ra told him.
"Well...what happened? Your balls drop off?" Mon antagonized. "You going to put me in a prison on Thanagar?"
"Public opinion won't allow for that, I'm afraid. You're going into exile under our watchful eye on a desolate world in the middle of nowhere. You'll have time to reflect," King Ra said.
"As soon as I get over this mere cold and I have the strength to remove this band on my head, you're all fucked. I won't be playing general on the battlefield. I'm going to be destroying fleets and all your planets. I will commit mass genocide on all of you until there is not one Thanagar left in the galaxy," Mon promised.
Mon was brought to a random moon with an atmosphere. Upon landing on the moon, Mon was shown a quaint structure for him to live in. The Thanagarians kept guard over him. Mon did not recover as his heart condition got even worse. The band on his head was literally screwed into his skull requiring super-strength to remove it. In a catch-22, it required his ki to use his super-strength to remove the band.
It was then that Mon encountered his mysterious nemesis. Kon approached with his sword in hand. "You infected your grandmother and me with this virus?" Mon accused.
"That was actually Mara's idea," Kon revealed.
"And what was your contribution?" Mon asked.
"I destroyed your armies," Kon said nonchalantly. "I'm not like you, father. I don't feel the thrill of battle. I only feel excitement when I run up the score."
"Your mother was the same way," Mon allowed. "You here to claim the title of emperor and have me do as you say?"
"No," Kon shook his head.
"Now, I know why they didn't kill me," Mon said referring to the Thanagarians. Mon, took a seat, looking tired and frail. He closed his eyes and heard Kara's voice in his head. "Can I tell you what I have waiting for you? It is a secret. I will tell you when you arrive. Come to me, Mon, and let's try this again."
Kon suddenly appeared behind Mon's chair with his sword through Mon's torso. Kon quickly withdrew the sword and let Mon fall to the ground where he died on the spot.
On the USS Nemo, Mon awoke in his quarters. He got up, washed his face, put on his uniform, and went to the bridge. There, Imra and his Insane officers were present. Mon sat in his captain's chair and contemplated the viewer screen filled with random stars, deep in thought.
Author's Notes: Napoleon (2023) is a British propaganda hit piece on Napoleon and has the accuracy of Braveheart or The Patriot. Had this film been the last years of Napoleon, Phoenix's casting might have made sense. However, Phoenix is too old, tired, and depressed to represent the real Napoleon at any stage of his life. Kirby is way too young and is supposed to be older than Phoenix. Had they cast, Halema Bohma Carter, it would have been the perfect age. For this reason, I decided to bring back Rhea and give some disturbing Mother-Son scenes. There is a 4-hour cut of this film but even with 4 hours, it would still be too short to give Napoleon's life justice. If you're not already a history buff, you will be lost in the sauce. The battle scenes, while brief, are technically very good, but ten percent accurate to history. Unfortunately, I have to give this film an incomplete epic fail.
As for AOS, one of Mon's endearing qualities is that he continues to love Kara IRL despite having murder fantasy dreams about her occasionally. How much of this is due to his Insane nature and his own personal history is up to you. While the events of this chapter "didn't happen" it reveals an aspect of Mon's character. In this regard, this chapter is the very opposite of CW Mon-El who was easily tamed. This chapter indicates AOS Mon-El is horrifyingly fucked-up under the surface but is capable of keeping his worst thoughts and impulses from becoming real...for now.