The night sky over Smallville resembled a terrifying yet mesmerizing masterpiece, a canvas filled with lava rocks hurtling through the atmosphere like meteors, their fiery impact causing destruction among the hapless houses and buildings.
With a mere raise of my hand, I halted these hurtling rocks in their tracks and pulled them back toward the volcano's surface. A sudden gust of wind, forming a horizontal mini-tornado, came at me, but I effortlessly reversed it, making it vanish into the air. Superman's quick spin had created that vacuum, an attempt to turn my own tricks against me but failed.
"Now, where were we? I was in the middle of taking you down," he declared with an unsettling confidence. "I'm a little busy right now so hold on, I'll be right with you." I added
"Oh, boy," I muttered under my breath, realizing I had to stop the volcanic eruption at its core. I sped back into the volcano and placed my hand upon the scalding lava.
Lava, essentially molten rock superheated beyond its melting point, could potentially be transmuted if I reversed its molecular structure by altering its temperature. I aimed to quell the eruption, bringing the volcano back to its dormant state as though it were all a mere illusion or a nightmare for the people of Smallville.
Superman, fixated on defeating me, had abandoned his hometown in jeopardy. Lex had truly fucked up his mind and issued orders to eliminate me. Who the fuck remains in Smallville anyway? It was a veritable disaster magnet, an endless cycle of calamities, it's always one thing after another.
Superman hovered above the volcano, his eyes fixated on me, the god-like being surveying a pesky human. He awaited my next move, seeking an advantage. None of his attacks had succeeded so far, and he was doubtless concocting a plan to overcome me.
I had no time to waste; I needed to conclude this swiftly and put Lex's champion back in his place, beneath my foot, where he belonged, as he continued to lose his humanity, behaving more like a pure-blooded Kryptonian. Like that guy from the movie, I think his name was Zod or something.
I cooled the lava, transforming the searing red magma into condensed, dark rocks. Those already airborne I redirected, targeting Superman.
"Enough with your childish games!" he roared as the molten rocks bombarded him.
He zigzagged through the air at blinding speed, a blur for the human eye, but not for me. He darted in from behind, and I braced myself, fortifying my defenses, anticipating he would use that momentum to try breaching my protective field. But I was wrong.
Superman, in a sudden stop, suspended himself in midair just in the nick of time, grabbing me from behind as we zipped into the atmosphere, heading towards space.
"Shit, my curiosity led me here. I could've evaded him, but I wanted to test whether he could hit me. And now I'm in space, unable to breathe while he's charging up from the sun," I pondered, gazing at the radiant sun. It was my first time in space, after all.
Superman employed his freeze breath, even more potent in the vacuum of space, forming a dense, sturdy ice around me. Assisted by the sun's power, his icy prison was impenetrable. I couldn't breathe, and I couldn't move, but I had a plan. For half a minute, I let him believe he had won, savoring a moment of victory.
The smirk on his lips vanished as he watched the ice crack. It shattered, and he unleashed his laser beams, targeting my chest. Yet, they deflected off me, prompting him to dodge his own attack, his inability to discern my weakness a source of frustration.
It was time to stop playing nice; he was proving unworthy as an opponent since he couldn't make me bleed.
"With your power, you could join me and Lex in reshaping this world for the better. But instead, you choose to resist and stand out like a sore thumb," he calmly suggested.
"Damn, Lex has really messed with your brain," I retorted. I created an air bubble around my head like an astronaut, using the ice from earlier but it only provided me with limited oxygen. My time was running out, but I had an ace up my sleeve.
"The world is already messed up as it is; there's no need to let Lex take control of humanity," I countered, reaching for a tool I knew would be handy.
"When a body is infected with a disease so infectious it could corrupt the entire system, the doctor cuts it off. You're an infection to the world Lex seeks to create, a potential carrier of your ideals that could inspire citizens to rebel against his new world order."
"Damn, that's a first. I've been called many things, but 'infection' is a new one," I said as I equipped a kryptonite brass knuckle around my hand.
"If this is all a joke to you, then just die already!" he yelled, launching at me. Just as he was about to make contact, I pulled out the kryptonite brass knuckle and landed a solid punch on his jaw.
The surprise on his face was priceless. "Time to bring you down from your high horse, boy scout. No hard feelings," I quipped as I gripped him by the neck, delivering a relentless barrage of punches as we descended to Earth, following our previous path.
We broke through the edge of outer space, bodies ablaze as we entered the planet's thermosphere. I continued my unrelenting assault, relentless in my onslaught. We crashed through a mountain, not far from the previously erupted volcano, with Superman's face coated in blood.
Surrounded by military personnel, many of them undoubtedly loyal to Lex, I continued my assault, one punch accompanied by another. The kryptonite glowed through my bloodied fist. They were at a loss, not knowing how to stop me when even the Man of Steel had failed to do so.
I delivered Superman's final blow, rendering him unconscious. A voice from a helicopter urged, "Keep your hands behind your head and move away from him slowly."
I held Superman by the neck, raising him above the ground. Reporters converged on the scene, eager to capture exclusive images and live video for their various media outlets.
I turned to one of the cameras, addressing the audience with Superman's blood staining my hands. "It's not his fault that he's turned against the heroes and aligned with Lex Luthor. Nor is it his fault that he's slowly losing touch with the empathy he once had for humanity. The heroes have been framed, and any hero who remains free, unaffected, must have been brainwashed to serve as obedient puppets."
The officers, some of them, lowered their weapons as they listened to my words. I hoped fervently that this was being broadcast live. I must have looked cool on camera with Superman bleeding in my hands.
"One last thing, don't get me wrong. I'm not a fan of the heroes, nor do I agree with their skewed philosophy, but I believe this world would be far worse without their constant vigilance. Consider how you turned on those with bounties on their heads as criminals, even though their sole intention was to make this country a safer place for you all."
A few moments passed, then I added, "Ask yourselves if the heroes have ever caused harm to you. They put their lives on the line daily to protect you, yet you label them as criminals. All they ever aimed to do was make this country safer."
As I concluded, I released Superman's unconscious body to the ground. I ascended from the scene, ready to depart, when something suddenly hurtled toward me at breakneck speed. At first, I dismissed it as a missile, launched in a desperate attempt to take me down. However, it was a grievous error to underestimate it.
Before I could react, a solid punch connected with my jaw. I felt a sensation I hadn't experienced in a long time—pain. I steadied myself in midair as I reached into my mask, glancing at my bloodied hand. My lip was bleeding.
"It's my…It's my blood," I realized with astonishment, my eyes filled with surprise. "Exhilarating," I muttered, sensing the pulsation of my own blood. It was the feeling of both pain and anger, a wonderful reminder of my humanity.
"I don't know if you've been turned into a puppet or not, but you've just earned a one-way ticket to share an ambulance with Superman as you head to the hospital," I warned, my crimson pupils glowing ominously as I hovered in the air, looking down at the unfortunate soul cladded in black and with a yellow glowing lightning crest on his chest. It was none other than the infamous Black Adam.
"What happened? Did his attack go through my deflective field?" I muttered to myself, looking at the little blood I had on my fingers as I tried comprehending what just happened.
I could feel my blood raging, I haven't been this pissed off in a really long time. Licking my lips, I kept wondering how he was able to land a solid punch on me without my defense coming into play. We hovered in the air as twitches of lightning crackled around him.
"Don't think because you were able to take down Superman makes us equals. Before me, you are nothing but a clown. Now get on your knees and beg for mercy, I might consider giving you a less painful death."
"Look how cocky you got, just because you were able to lay one on me. I guess you really are the reverse of that kid, both in humor and in attitude." I replied to him in reference to Shazam.
"What's your name anyway, Black Madam? Because you seem more like an oversized pussy to me. Then again, I guess I'll just call you sparky." I taunted him, wanting to get under his skin a little bit before making any move.
"I'll make sure you regret talking to a god in such a disrespectful manner." He said as he sent lightning right at me. I dodged it and saw him appearing right behind me as he clenched his fist and threw a blow at me.
I dodged his punch and countered with a heavy uppercut which had him hurling through the air and crashing into a the mountain side, it was like fighting Superman all over again only this time I could actually get hurt. I didn't know how he's able to make contact with me, but I thought it best I avoided his attacks rather than try deflecting them.
I flew to the scene ready to hit him one more time when lightning came forth from the dust clouded spot he was driven into.
Ughhh.
I grunted as the lightning hit me, I wasn't fast enough to dodge that attack. He flew with great speed and was about to land another punch on me but I wasn't going to let him have his way; it was time to take down a self-proclaimed god.
I kicked the air and disappeared right in front of his eyes, reappearing behind him as I repaid the favor from the punch he was about to land on me.
My fist made contact with his jaw, but it came at the cost of a few lives. He crashed into the military chopper which exploded as a result of the impact.
The explosion sent him to the ground. I started thinking to myself, what was the difference between his and Superman's attacks that he was able to injure me.
My mega brain went to work as I analyzed both him and Superman; and at that moment, it finally hit me. I was a bit surprised when he landed blows on me that I didn't really notice why he was able to. The simple answer to that was my newly found kryptonite which he was covered with, it was Magic.
I have come to realize that my one and only weakness was magic, coincidentally my girlfriend Rachel uses magic. "Isn't that convenient." I sarcastically remarked.
Well now that I know this, it was time to end this little circus show. In blurry motion he dashed at me as we continued to fight, we kept fighting until we found ourselves in a farm located in Smallville.
We fought through the cornfield, mainly me wanting to see how long I can go up against Black Adam. During our exchange of blows I realized that ending the fight too early would have been too much of a buzz kill, when next would I get the chance to experience this level of adrenaline rush again.
So I decided to keep it going just a bit longer. He grabbed a tractor, lifted it into the air and threw it at me. I watched the tractor as it came to me, almost like time had slowed down a bit.
It was a physical matter and magic had no influence over it, which gave me an idea. I clenched my fist as I gave a blow to the tractor, at the same time doubling its momentum, speed, and power as I sent it back at him.
He didn't see that coming and it made contact with him, sending him off his feet as he somersaulted across the field. Just as he was able to stop himself from rolling, I appeared as a glitchy image behind him and delivered a kick to the side of his stomach, sending him crashing through a windmill and into a barn.
I followed him, and Black Adam could be seen flying out of the barn, I telekinetically threw him out of there. The farm animals were starting to get restless as they began to make a fuss in response to the two strangers who were wrecking the place.
He crash-landed into a cornfield, he was taking longer than I expected for him to recover. As I flew into the air, dark clouds converged in the area just above us, morphing into a dark and ominous-looking cloud.
"This can't be good." I muttered as the sound of thunder crackled and lightning streaked across the clouds.
A lightning bolt descended from the cloud and came right at me but it completely missed its mark. Black Adam flew up into the dark clouded sky and continued sending lightning my way.
I kept dodging, and it really pissed me off. Normally I would have been able to tweak with the lightning, controlling it and bending it to my will, but just because it is of magical origins, it is harmful to me. Kind of like my own version of kryptonite.
Although the damage isn't as much as the average human, but it still hurts really bad, I must say. He stretched out his hand and started shooting out lightning from his bare palms, with killing intent.
Giving him space was dangerous, he was fast, strong, and was a lightning user. To top it all, his powers do not deal with physical components nor physical laws. I needed to end the fight soon.
Enough horsing around and just trying to have an exhilarating battle where I could actually get hurt, "Getting hurt sucks." I remarked.
Since he had decided to keep his distance for a while and just use lightning for long-range attacks, all I had to do was turn it into a close combat battle where he won't see the slightest chance to create distance between us.
I took a deep breath as I slowly descended, letting my feet touch the ground as I took a firm stance. "Let's begin." I said.
Transmuting the ground, solid but spiky rock pillars stretched into the sky, all targeting Black Adam. I increased their speed and power to be faster than that of a fired bullet. He dodged a few as they rapidly came at him; he used brute strength to break the others. The ones which managed to make contact didn't make him bleed, but he felt it.
I morphed their shape, and they restrained his limbs. Just as he broke himself free, he saw me right up in his face, my fist clenched and with a thin film of blue aura around it as it crackled with electricity.
Connecting my solid blow to his face, it sent him off with a sonic-like speed. I rose more spiky stone pillars, and he crashed into them, then I telekinetically pulled him towards me.
"Stings, doesn't it?" I asked him.
Restrained and unable to understand how I was able to control the earth and electricity which were two polar opposites, he asked. "What kind of sorcery was that? I am invulnerable to electric shock, so electricity shouldn't have an effect on me."
"What did you do?" He yelled, anger clearly audible in his voice. This wasn't a show and tell, I found no reason whatsoever to tell him what I did to him.
What I simply did with that punch was to target the bioelectricity in his cells as the painful sensation coursed throughout his body. Although he was somehow godlike and magic coursed through his veins, deep down he was still human after all.
I stumped my feet on the ground and accelerated myself towards him, grabbing him by his face and slammed him into the tarred streets of Smallville as I subjected him to electrical torture.
I bet the farmers would be glad we finally took our fight off their farm lands.
I continued to subject him to torture using his own bioelectricity. He tried toughing it out but he let out an outcry as he couldn't take it any longer.
I saw no point in tossing him around, using him to hit heavily solid objects when they clearly are not that effective. It was better to focus on the inside and deal internal damages.
I stopped, and he seemed like he was on the verge of passing out. I transmuted the ground, and solid thick rock restraints came from the ground and held him in place. One on each arm, same for his legs, and one across his belly and back into the ground just like the others.
I lifted my right hand into the air and something like an air bubble appeared, large at first but slowly shrunk as I condensed the air within.
It kept shrinking and shrinking; it was like compressing oxygen into an oxygen tank used for deep-sea diving. Just that this time, I was turning it into a small air bubble in my palms.
About a minute, and it was as small as a pearl from an oyster. It could pass through any solid matter so long as it is made up of molecules; it can pass through any solid matter.
I slowly controlled it through the air until it slipped through Black Adam's head, his strength had already returned, and he broke himself free from the restraints, making me fly into the air in response.
I hovered above the ground, and it was evident that he was really pissed off. As I looked down on him, I saw the end of a man who wielded the powers of the gods.
He gathered enough force beneath his feet, jumping towards me as he left small craters behind. He launched into the air with a clenched fist, ready to descend his wrath upon me.
But just as he was about halfway and ready to throw his blow, I slowly brought up my hand and snapped my fingers. He immediately dropped to the ground like a lifeless bag of bones.
I let the mass of compressed air pressure explode inside his brain, his body dropped to the ground as blood flowed out from his eyes, nose, and mouth. An ordinary person would have had their heads blown off.
I remained there, looking down at his lifeless body to see if there would be any magical miracle or if he'd be resurrected by some juju stuff.
My nanites crept along my eyes and formed into a visor. It highlighted his body and made it clear that there wasn't a heartbeat; he was dead.
I looked around, and my visor revealed to me that the army had created a perimeter around Smallville in attempts to isolate the situation.
"Thanks for the thrill, man; too bad I had to end you like this." With nothing else to do, I flew into the air, disappearing into the inky night sky.
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