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Superman looked at the remnants of the battle. Hundreds of friends and foes dead in the streets. The smell and sights wreaked havoc with his super senses. His eyes welled with tears as he looked at his gutted cousin Kara. He ran his hand over the four bullet wounds Deathstroke had given him with the kryptonite bullets.
Wonder Woman landed beside him, coated in blood, her eyes dancing with fury “Are you okay?”
“If Carter hadn’t stepped in…” Superman shook his head “I’ll live. Unlike…” He looked again across the sea of the dead, wiped the tears from his eyes and took to the skies.
Superman rocketed into the upper atmosphere, his face contorted with rage and sorrow. Reaching the edge where the atmosphere ended and space began, and he looked down at the Earth, his adopted home. Hundreds of them rose up to kill him…not just rob a bank or take over the world, super villains tried to kill him and his friends on mass! Some succeeded. The battle was bloody and brutal and costly. But there were notable absences from the battle that swept Gotham, Metropolis and Keystone; the JSA and Lex Luthor!
Superman looked down as he soaked up the healing energy of the sun. He had no idea where Luthor was but he did know where the JSA were. He focused his eyes and peered down on their headquarters, and saw Jakeem Thunder casually entering the Brownstone, not a care in the world. Superman threw his head back and screamed in rage into space, the upper atmosphere pulsing at the force of his yell.
Superman crashed through the roof into Mr Terrific’s lab “Where the hell were you?”
Mr Terrific’s T-spheres swarmed around the man of steel as Michael Turner, the third smartest man on the planet, looked up from his experiments “Hello Clark”
“What in god’s name are you doing?” growled Superman
“Trying to cure cancer” replied Michael matter of factly.
“Your friends were dying in the street”
Michael pressed a button on his intercom “It’s just Superman” He stood up “There are more important things than punching each other in the street, Mr President”
“Don’t you dare patronise me Michael”
“Then don’t speak to me like I’m a child Clark!” retorted Michael
“Kara’s dead!” stated Superman.
“I’m sorry” said Michael, he reached out when Superman grabbed him by the wrist.
“The JSA SHOULD HAVE BEEN there!” said Superman “She’d be alive if you had been there”
“Get your hands off me Clark!” stated Michael as he stared down the angry kryptonian. “NOW!” Superman slowly let him go. Michael turned and went back to his experiment “I’ll send you a bill for the roof”
Superman placed a hand on Mr Terrific who spun around and punched him in the face. The blow itself didn’t hurt, but it was the audacity of it that made Superman snap. He backhanded Mr Terrific and the JSA chairman’s head turned to paste, splattered across the wall like a brutal mural. Superman looked down at the muck on his hand as the headless corpse wobbled in his grip.
“You okay Mi…” Jakeen Thunder came to a dead stop as he walked into the lab. Superman grabbed him quickly, his iron grip holding the young man’s face shut.
“Where were you?” he growled as he squeezed the young man’s head “You have a genie that…you have a genie!” Superman scanned him with his X-ray vision and grabbed the magic pen from his pocket “This can change things! But you were off doing something else. Hundreds are dead because of you, you selfish brat!” Superman shook him violently like a rag doll in a dogs mouth.
A searing yellow light and green volley of “bullets” ripped into Superman’s back “Let him go!” Superman looked over his shoulder at Dr Fate and Alan Scott.
“He must be possessed” said Alan forming a protective barrier around himself.
“I sense no demons nor magic” said Dr Fate as he prepared a spell.
Superman flung the pen, catching Dr Fate in the neck, in the slight gap between the helmet and his costume like a bullet. Fate clutched at the wound as blood spurted from his jugular. Superman whispered to Jakeem as he used him as a shield “Say it”
The Thunderbolt genie erupted from the wound blowing the disciple of the Lords of Order to pieces. Superman mimicked Jakeem’s voice returning the confused genie to the pen. Alan Scott was horrified and summoned a huge emerald claymore.
“What have you done?” he screamed hitting Superman across the face, the blade shattering.
“Another one of you who could have save Kara or Nightwing but you’re here!” roared Superman “Doing what? NOTHING!” Superman drew back his fist and smashed Alan in the face splintering the barrier around him.
“We were dealing with Tali…” Alan didn’t get to finish when Superman hit him again, the barrier exploding and Superman had him by the throat.
“You are supposed to help and you didn’t!” yelled Superman as he slammed Alan into the floor and then stomped on him like a bug, ribs cracking, spine shattering. Alan fired off a blast but Superman countered it with his heat vision.
“You’re insane!” rasped Alan as he willed himself to his feet, an emerald exoskeleton supporting him.
“And you’re dead!” Superman clobbered the old hero with a wooden chair sending him flying. Superman took a bite from the chair and chewed it up. Alan staggered to his feet.
“What happened to you Clark?”
Superman spat a piece of wood that shot through Alan’s forehead like a bullet, killing him instantly. The man of steel looked around and retrieved Fate’s helmet then walked over to Jakeem who lay prone on the floor, trembling like a leaf.
“You’re useless!” declared Superman as he flash fried him with his heat vision before heading over to Alan as the Starheart leeched from his body. Superman looked at the helmet and the green energy and smiled as an idea formed in his mind. Then his super hearing picked up a familiar phrase from near the roof.
Superman removed his cape and placed it over Alan’s body and stepped back behind a bank of Mr Terrific’s computers. He would get one shot at this as he put his hand inside the helmet, gripping it like a magical boxing glove, waiting for the world’s mightiest mortal to enter…
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