Welcome to Gaia! ::

“The dream always begins the same. I’m a baby, placed in a ship by my two parents who stand over me. My mother is overwhelmed with tears while my father stands strong as the planet is falling apart around me. The weird thing is, my father’s face and clothing are all blurred, and no matter how hard I try to focus in on him, I’m stripped of the ability to see who he is. From there, they ready my ship, as my father places his hand gently on my head, giving me parting words that I know by heart to this day.”

“You will travel far, my little Kal Jor-El, but we will never leave you, even in the face of our deaths. You will make my strength your own. You will see my life through your eyes, as your life will be seen through mine. The son becomes the father. And the father, the son.”

“Afterwards a beam of a white holy light surrounds the ship as I can feel myself moving. The ship follows a narrow white path, until finally the white light dims down. I’d love to tell you the rest, but that’s where the dream ends. I wake up every single time at that exact moment. At first I never knew what it meant, but then, I started to do strange things. Things no man on this Earth can do. My ‘father’ always told me that I was just special, but as I continued to have the same dream once I hit my teenaged years, I knew there was a connection. Then again, I could just be losing my screws and my father could be right when he says I’m special. I’ll let you be the judge on if I’m man or superman.”

Ezra Field at Smallville Elementary School, The Past

The bases were loaded and it was the last inning of an already spectacular little league baseball game. The wind howled by as nine year old Kevin Masters stepped to the plate. He was a natural athlete even as a child, trying to run before he could even walk. The air was thick with the tension begging to be sliced. The black haired, blue eyed child gripped his bat tightly as he glanced over to his proud parents who were cheering him on loudly. Turning his attention back to the pitcher, Kevin prepared himself for the swing that would either win his team the game, or send them home empty handed. The pitcher launched the ball in a straightforward motion; Kevin brought the aluminum bat forward, closing his eyes and hoping for the best. After seconds of pure silence, Kevin knew something wasn’t right. He missed most likely, which was the number one thing settling in his head, but when he opened his eyes, he was proven wrong. Everyone at the field had their heads facing the sky as if they had just seen a ghost. With all the dropped jaws and pale shocked faces, Kevin could’ve sworn him hitting a home run was a good thing. What he didn’t know was that he did more than just hit a homerun. He blasted that ball straight into the atmosphere, something that wasn’t normal around Smallville parts. That day, his parents got their first look at Kevin’s powers. Instead of helping him keep those powers a secret, they abused them, making themselves wealthy off of Kevin’s talent. It became clear from that day on that Kevin was destined for great things and he would get his chance sooner than he thought.

Smallville High School, The Present

It was another peachy yet chaotic day at Smallville High. Hundreds of students lingering around the outside as the final bell had given them permission to have the time of their lives for the summer moments ago. That all stopped as the groupies and girls wishing they could touch the man of the hour flocked towards Smallville High’s most popular jock who was now a senior, Kevin Masters. Many things had changed since that day in the ball park. By now, Kevin was fully aware of all his special talents. There was his super strength, super speed, invulnerability, x-ray, heat, and microscopic vision. Along with those, he had super hearing, and a super breath that allowed him to freeze things simply by blowing on them. Of course he never told anyone about these powers, but he surely used them to his advantage while playing sports, making him a bigger star than he should’ve been. He had moved on from baseball and basketball, pursuing football instead. Kevin was the star wide receiver for the varsity team, scoring more touchdowns than anyone in Smallville history, surpassing the record of one Clark Kent. Senior year would bring about big changes, as Kevin decided to jump from wide receiver to quarterback, something most seniors had to work hard for.

Unfortunately for Kevin, his parents never revealed the truth to him about his true origins, leading him on to believe he was simply blessed with those gifts, and persuading him to use them for his own good. Well, when they meant his own good, they meant their own good. Kevin’s parents had made themselves filthy rich off of Kevin, buying lots of open and non open land in Smallville. Sadly, he never he noticed that he was being used by them. The ladies loved Kevin as he was probably the most handsome guy in school. He was six inches and four feet tall, weighing about 230 pounds. His hair was black, being fully tapered with a perfect line up, courtesy of his favorite barber. He had a body that was so delicately detailed, with chiseled muscular features stemming form his six pack abs, his pectorals, two powerful legs that could help him move faster than a speeding bullet, and his bulging biceps. Women had fantasies and dreams about Kevin, but sadly, he belonged to one girl, or so he thought. Kevin carefully walked down the steps, those ocean blue eyes and beaming white teeth hid the true melancholy under it all. His girlfriend of the past three years has just broken to him that she had cheated on him, blaming it on the fact that she believed he cared more about his self than her. If it was one thing that Kevin wasn’t impervious to, it was love. She stripped him of his pride and his feeling that he was invincible, which tormented him inside.

If there was one thing that could turn this day from horrible to blissful, that would be Kevin’s childhood friend, and secret crush, Loren Lake. Even with his ex, he thought that Loren was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, like an angel walking this earth. She had a sea of black hair that flowed past her shoulders. Her eyes were a bright green, combined with a smile, and glossy pink lips that could take your breath away. Her frame was curvaceous, shaped like a glass bottle. Loren’s soft peach skin, those busty, but not ridiculously large supple breasts, and hips that hypnotized Kevin as they swayed side to side. As much as Kevin longed to be with her, it wasn’t meant to be, at least in his mind. She was so wholesome, the opposite of the girls he went after. She walked over to him, giving him that same innocent smile that he always enjoyed seeing. “You know, we’re free for summer, so why are you looking so gloomy?” She wondered.

“I guess I can hide it from everyone else, but not you.” Kevin hesitated to continue, but no one was as close to Kevin besides Loren. “It’s kind of hard to be happy when you’ve just learned that your girlfriend of three years cheated on you.” Loren could see how it pained Kevin to even talk about it, something she wasn’t use to, since he was always so headstrong.

“I’m sorry to hear that, but then again, and this is just my opinion, she never really seemed like she was there. She appeared like someone who was just with you because of your popularity.” Lately it felt like everyone was only with Kevin because of his popularity.

“I just don’t understand. I mean, I’m Kevin Masters. What does that guy have on me?” He snapped.

“Maybe he isn’t so full of himself?” She responded jokingly, only receiving a glare from Kevin. “I was only joking Kevin.”

“Nah, don’t worry about it. You’re probably right. There are times when I feel like I’m on top of the world, like I’m untouchable. I wonder why I have to abide by the standards that everyone else sometimes, but then I have myself some humble pie, talk to you, and come back down to earth.”

“You’re better off without her.”

The flirting was always there between Loren and Kevin, but it was Kevin who always took a step back. “How do you know that?” He asked.

“Just a hunch. There are plenty more fish in the sea, some just waiting to be caught.” Loren stopped, looking up at Kevin with those dreamy eyes. He wanted to believe she was throwing herself out there, but the notion was quickly dismissed.

“Hey, do you need a ride? I don’t mind really.” Loren nodded, the two entering Kevin’s red pickup truck. The ride back home was full of lively conversation, giving Kevin the idea that he could use this chance to learn about Loren’s past relationship. “So, what happened with you and that one guy you were dating freshman year?”

“Derrick? That was something I jumped into without really thinking. A part of me was waiting for someone to come along, but they seemed like they wanted to just stay friends, so he was there to comfort me. I was young, so I thought he was the right guy.” After Loren explained, it all seemed so clear to Kevin. He felt like a fool for being so blind, but his stubbornness wouldn’t allow himself to get close to her.

“You’re gonna think this is funny, but the only reason why I got with Victoria, was because you were with Derrick. To be completely honest, I’ve had a crush on you since we were little. I was so caught up in myself and sports that I thought a girl like you would never go for a hotshot like me.” An uncomfortable silence washed over, Kevin coming to a stop in Lana’s driveway. “…Look, just forget I ever said that and let’s just be-” He was cut off by the sensation of Loren’s lips pressing up against his own. He was too captured in the moment to stop or think about what was exactly going on. They locked lips playfully one last time before Loren exited the truck, slowly closing his door.

“I’ll see you around, right?”

“Uh..yeah…I mean no. Or sorta. I’m staying in Metropolis for the summer in my own apartment so I can get used to living on my own before I go off for college after senior year, but you can definitely visit me if you want.” He suggested, stuttering from the sheer surprise of what just happened.

“Okay, I just might do that. Call me, when you get a chance.” She walked away, concealing her giddy smile until she was sure Kevin couldn’t see her. Kevin glowed with excitement, shouting loud and proud as he drove back to his farm. Little did he know that his breakup and his kiss with Loren wouldn’t be the only surprise of the day. This would be the day that would change Kevin’s life forever.

Hours Later…

“You will travel far, my little Kal Jor-El, but we will never leave you-even in the face of our deaths. You will make my strength your own. You will see my life through your eyes, as your life will be seen through mine. The son becomes the father. And the father, the son.” The words spoken from the projected hologram made goosebumps spread throughout the young man’s body. Every hair on his arm stood fully erect as he looked straight into the eyes of the man who claimed to be his father. The resemblance was uncanny, as he had every feature of this god like man. From the jet black hair, to his strong chin, and even his statue like figure. Kevin sat in a leaky, darkness consumed basement, stuck in a trance that the spaceship he had found while cleaning out the cellar pulled him in. It was the same message he had always heard in his dreams, but for the first time ever, he caught a glimpse of what this man looked like. This had to be some kind of sick prank played on him by his parents.

After years of believing he was normal, a human among other humans, on this day, the idea of him being an alien had never crossed his mind. He stormed the barn, demanding answers. It was too late to lie anymore, his parents knew that Kevin wouldn’t be fooled so easily like he was as a child. They revealed to him that after years of presents, family get-togethers, Merry Christmases, and those cold winter nights of bedtime stories, that Kevin wasn’t their child. That he wasn’t even a human. They brought Kevin back to the basement, and into the cellar room where he was never allowed to go since he was a child. They directed him back to the ship, the very ship that he landed on Earth in. Kevin still didn’t want to believe it at first, he thought it was simply a hoax. He even laughed at his parents, telling them, “haha, you got me.” But their stern expressions hadn’t changed. He watched as his mother shed a tear, only to quickly wipe it away. It was then that the truth hit him, and it hit him hard.

His parents weren’t lying. His father told him to watch the video on the ship, as it was instructed for him to do so when the time was right. He was told he would soon know all the answers to his questions. His father didn’t want him to learn of his origins simply because he earned his fortune off of Kevin. He went from son, to their circus animal. “You listen here Kevin, forget about all this. Nothing has changed. You’re still special, you still can be a superstar.” His father explained.

“Be a superstar? Is that what I am to you? Some show attraction? Is this why you always told me it was fine to use my powers in sports? Why did you lie to me? You should’ve told me the truth. GET OUT! I want to be alone. NOW!” His parents immediately ran off, knowing full well what Kevin could do. He glanced back over to the small space ship. When he originally touched the glowing green button that was flashing inside the ship, he didn’t know what to expect. A shimmering light beamed in and out to life, projecting a hologram of his true father. He was wearing what seemed to be a costume of some sort, with a red and yellow “S” shield on his chest. Kevin stood in awe, as he remembered the very “S” shield on the monument in Metropolis that was bared by a man everyone knew as Superman. After taking in all this fresh information, Kevin swallowed it down hard, looking back up at the hologram. “Surprised, huh?” The hologram asked, as if he knew Kevin was having trouble knowing truly who he actually was.

“Not everyone can say their father is Superman.” Superman. The S word. Kevin shook his head in disbelief, thinking this was all but a mere dream. There was no way in the world that the greatest superhero to live was his father. “Listen carefully, my little Kal Jor-El. Well, by now, you aren’t so little. You are not from this time period. You come from the future. Now, I know that is a lot to take in, but sadly, that isn’t the bulk of it my son, so please, bear with me. I came from a planet called Krypton. It was originally destroyed thousands of years ago. I was the only one left. I traveled to Earth, just as you did. I grew up thinking I was normal, when truly I wasn’t. My parents revealed to me, just as yours did to you, that I wasn’t human. That I was from a different planet, making me an alien all along. I know how you feel son.”

“You feel anger, betrayal, but you must learn to rid yourself of these feelings. You’re parents kept this secret to protect you from harm, I hope. If people knew you were Kryptonian, or the son of Superman, they would put you on a pedestal, and you would immediately be carried into a life that I didn’t want you to live…yet. You see my son, in the future, a terrible threat known as Doomsday, who I thought was dead, caused the destruction of Planet Earth. It was a surprise attack, Earth’s forces weren’t even prepared for it. I wasn’t as strong as I use to be, and the new heroes of Earth were no match for him. There was only one way to stop him, so me and your mother decided the only choice to save Earth was to send you into the past. There wasn’t enough power in the ship to go back to the past to the time where the Justice League thought we destroyed Doomsday. You don’t know who he is, but you will soon find out about him. The Justice League thought we had stopped Doomsday, but we were dead wrong.

My son, you are humanities last hope. I hate to put all the pressure on you, but in a way, you are the next Superman. I can only hope you shape into the man that I wanted to see you turn into. There is a crystal in the ship son. Take it and it will lead you to a place of solitude, a place where all of your questions, will be answered. Live as one of them, Kal, to discover where your strength and your power are needed. Always hold in your heart the pride of your special heritage. They can be a great people, Kal, they wish to be. They only lack the light to show the way. For this reason above all, their capacity for good, I have sent them you... my only son.” As the hologram finished the last sentence, the projection slowly faded out, the face of his father, disappearing into the air.

Kevin stood tall, shouting, “What am I suppose to do, HUH? Am I suppose to throw on some tights and fly around saving the world now because that’s what I’m destined to do? I don’t think so. I control my destiny. And it’s not being a superhero, going around saving people. People don’t need to be saved, that’s what the cops are for. I don’t need this crap.” Kevin storms off, passing his frightened parents. “And I thought you were my parents. What a piece of bull.” And with those cold words, Kevin disappeared faster than a second, using his super speed to get away from everything. His parents took in his harsh words, feeling nothing but a numb feeling in their hearts. Kevin didn’t stop running, he ran for what seemed to be a few days, but were actually mere seconds. That day, Kevin had covered the world ten times until he stopped back in Metropolis.

He looked up to a distant Daily Planet, levitating slowly from the ground and hovering over the night lights of Metropolis, landing on the giant gold sphere of the Daily Planet. It was a great place to stare at the city lights of Metropolis. When Kevin first discovered his flying ability, he would always come up here, and watch the city, then stare up into the stars, always wondering why he had these powers. Maybe in the back of Kevin’s mind, he knew he was an alien all along, but just didn’t want to figure it out. He looked over to the right, where he saw the park in which the Superman monument stood. He flew down there, landing gently on the ground before the statue. It was a nice piece of work, with the great Superman standing proudly, hands on his hips, looking off into the sky with a great big smile on his face.

The granite imitation was as close as Kevin would ever get to his “true” father. He looked up at it, thousands of emotions swelling up deep inside. “WHY!? Why did I have to be the one sent here dammit! How do you think it makes me feel? That I am the guy who has to step into your shoes and live up to your name? I didn’t ask for any of this! I just want to live a normal life. That’s all. But you’ve taken that away from me. Screw being Superman, AND SCREW YOU!” Letting out the last of his anger, Kevin blasted off into the sky, creating a small sonic boom that crushed most of the trees in the area. Kevin didn’t look back, he just kept flying off into the sky, and before he knew it he had passed through the atmosphere and was into the dark abyss known as outer space.

2 Days Later…

Kevin had spent almost two days in outerspace, searching for the answers to the questions he already knew, but was still trying to forget. During this trip, he could hear everything from Earth, literally. It was on the second day that they voices became more disturbing. Usually he heard screams, but this time, it was coming from everywhere, and then, he heard the screams of Loren. That was all it took for Kevin to turn back and rocket back to Earth. When he returned, he could see and hear thousands of soldiers marching in unison throughout Metropolis. The terror of civilian screams reign supreme throughout the area. Kevin flew back home, to an empty, desolate house. No one was there, his parents were gone. Kevin quickly turned on the TV and clicked to the news channel, where there was a special announcement. Kevin took note to the burly man dressed in a dirty brown jacket, towering over the frightened anchorman. In fact, the man's upper body couldn't even be seen on tv because of his large build. He held the stuttering anchorman firmly in place with both his hands placed directly on his shoulders. Another man, carrying himself with a certain arrogant swagger, yet demanding your attention and respect walked onto the screen, his face wrapped heavily in black belts, his two emerald green eyes and mouth being the only things not hidden by the belts.

He took the odd liberty of wearing a suave all black business suit and even a black tie. He placed his sheathed katana on the desk, folding his arms prior to snapping his fingers. The anchorman, getting the signal by the giant via pain coursing through his shoulders from the man tightening his grip, began to tremble as he spoke. "People of the world this is a special announcement by brought to you by a man who goes by the alias, Triple L. If you are just now catching this bulletin, he and his army of genetically enhanced soldiers have caused world wide pandemonium with their advanced technology. In one day, there will be a nuclear bomb dropped on every continent on this planet, filled with a lethal gas from one of our favorite sources, kryptonite. This gas will, kill you, drive you insane, or paralyze you. He apparently is looking for information of something called the Anti-Life Equation. Any protestors will be killed along those who wish to not cooperate. His order is law and resistance is futile.” The broadcast picked up some static, but soon came back, the anchorman burying his head into his chest as the tears rolled down his cheek from the thoughts of his family. At that point in time, Kevin realized that Loren was in trouble. The anger swelled up deep inside him, only brooding for a few seconds before Kevin slammed his fist into the table, breaking it in half like a pretzel. The anchorman was forced to look back into the camera, asking the question, “Where is our Superman when we need him?”

"Sounds rough, eh?" Kevin snapped his head back to see a familiar face, that of one Terry McGinnis, the new CEO of Wayne Enterprises. Kevin was bewildered at the fact that one of the worlds most powerful men was standing a few feet away from him.

"How do you know where I live?" Kevin asked.

"I make it my business to know. You're probably wondering why the hell I'm in your house, talking to you. Well, we could sit here and chat about it, or I could take you to the place you need to go. Cause if I'm right, and I usually am, you're looking for this, aren't you?" Terry held out a thick glowing crystal, one that instantly drew Kevin's attention. "Shall we?" Kevin followed Terry outside, to his surprise the Bat Mobile was hovering over his driveway.

"You've got to be kidding me. Just where are we going?" Terry looked back, his famous smirk he received from his father showing off.

"The place your dad went for answers. The Fortress of Solitude..."

It appeared to be raining outside, but that was of no concern to Isaac at the moment. He always contemplated things when it rained, like the rain itself for example. As a boy he had been told that the rain was nothing more than the tears of angels or god or something above them, however as he aged and his intellect increased he found rain to be nothing more than a build up of moisture inside the clouds and then a release of said moisture in the form of little water droplets. Basically a form of precipitation, and nothing more. So ever since he had discovered that little fact, he had wondered if everything people had told him as a child was a lie. Was that all childhood was? A time for people to lie to you and allow you to build up false hope on things that didn’t even come close to being the truth.

Well now he certainly didn’t care. Isaac was a boy, a nineteen year-old, a nineteen year-old genius. He had graduated College at the young age of fourteen, deemed a genius by most if not all. Before his college years he had invented countless inventions that helped his small community, giving him some recognition as a genius prior to his early graduation of college. Isaac Franklin, the genius.

“Enough of that. Computer, screen off,” He shouted. SCREEN OFF. There was a flash and suddenly the large screen that took up the entire right wall was black. He sighed and then fell to his knees. Isaac hated the rain, it always made him think, and every time he thought it always brought him back to roughly two years ago. “The accident,” he muttered. Throwing his head back he looked up at the ceiling and watched as the shadows seemed to dance back and forth with each other. Slowly the shadows began to shape into images, familiar images from ‘the accident’. He closed his eyes as that fateful day reared up in his mind.
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Date: 3 years prior
Location: Unknown lab
Experiment: 001328
Test: 5

Password: ********


Welcome Isaac.

The computer chimed. The boy smiled at the robotic voice attempting to show compassion towards him. “Good day to you as well computer,” he was shuffling through some items attempting to find the tool he would need to finish the experiment. He halted his attempts for a moment, looking up at the circular machine in the center of the room. Walking towards he slowly ran his hands down the outside, “So close.” The boy turned his head towards the monitor on the other end of the room, “Computer. What is the estimated completion time to date?”

Estimated completion time, 2.35 years.

His jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Either there was something wrong with the computers calculations or this experiment was a complete waste of his time. His hand began to fumble around in his pockets until the one thing he needed hit his hand rather hard. Slowly he removed the laser pen from his pocket and began to examine it over. It was the exact one he had been searching for. Isaac made his way around towards the back of the machine, fired up the tool and began to fix what ever it was that was causing the problem. “’2.35 years’ my a**. This is finished today,” he smiled as his laser shut off. He moved his goggles off his face and began to examine the machine one more time.

The boy spent nearly three hours just walking around the tube examining it from top to bottom. A smile came to his face as he completed his inspection of the machine. “Computer, it’s ready,” this was the day he had been waiting for all those years ago, when he had first discovered that kryptonite was a harmful fuel source. All those years ago when he decided that he was going to find something better to help out the planet. When he realized how much better utilizing electricity would be for the people of the world. Isaac had always known that positive and negative ions were apart of everything, but after discovering the harmful properties of kryptonite towards humans Isaac had hypothesized that by charging those ions they could power their own appliances and the use for kryptonite would be obsolete. He had tried ever since his graduation from college to come up with a proper experiment to save the planet, however until perhaps a year ago he hadn’t been able to come up with anything.

It would be unwise to proceed with experiment at this date and time. There are dire consequences.

“I don’t care about those consequences right now. We’ve been at this for too long, it’s time. I can feel it,” He seemed to shine with pride at the very thought of his experiment being a success. Isaac made his way over towards the console adjacent the tube and began typing in countless things that were needed to make sure it worked properly. Finally he pressed a flashing red button at the bottom of the console and the doors of the tube opened. Slowly made his way towards the entrance as if he were the first astronaut taking that first step upon the moon. A tear came into his eye as he stepped through the door and was closed in to the pod. “Computer, launch.”

Launch: experiment 001328 initiated.

Isaac shut his eyes as the pressure in the pod seemed to increase and nearly crush his body. There was a powerful surge running around, he could feel it making the hairs on the back of his neck and even all the hair on his head stand on end. He opened his eyes, electricity seemed to be surging through his eyeballs themselves. Although he was not one to believe in such things as aura’s, but he could certainly feel an aura about him at this moment in time. Everything seemed to be going according to plan. Then suddenly the alarm seemed to be going off, the pressure in the machine increased nearly ten fold, coming ever so close to crushing Isaac to death. The computer was forced to stop the experiment and manually open the doors. A little robot came scuttling up from out of no where to help Isaac out of the machine and hopefully save him.
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He averted his attention from the ceiling. That was the worst part of how he got his powers. The next part involves his experiment actually worked, which at this moment might sound good, however the level at which it worked at was too much for the body to handle. When utilized the new ability he gained caused him to enter a state where he was pure electricity. His ions would move around at such an insane pace that slowly he would kill himself if he stayed in that ‘form’ for too long. Isaac sat up, “However. Now I don’t have to worry about that.” A smile came to his face as he turned his head and looked towards the table behind him.

Resting on the table, besides tools and papers sprawled out all over the vicinity of the table, was a blue material. It appeared to be a backpack, but really it was much more than that. A smirk came curling from his lips as he thought of what it was that was really behind that little pack. He made his way over to the table. Moving the tools and diagrams and equations to the side, it was just Isaac and that little pack.

It was truly marvelous to him; he still couldn’t believe he had made such an incredible device. At that exact moment the screen to his left began to flare with a warning sign followed by a sound similar to a siren. Isaac quickly jerked his head over in the direction of the screen, “Computer! What’s going on?” The flashing red screen was then replaced with a new bulletin. Isaac’s eyes spread open wide as he saw what was happening to the world above him, “It looks like Armageddon up there. What the hell? Who would do something like this?” He ran towards the screen, extracting the portable keyboard from his pocket. Isaac then typed in the necessary codes to show more of the news bulletin.

Saac, at this moment in time there appears to be an attack going on above. The source is an unknown army controlled by a figure under the alias Triple L.

“Computer! Just play the damn clip!” Isaac shouted, throwing the portable keyboard across the room. Sparks began to flare up from his body as his pupils faded into the whites of his eyes. His body attained a blue hint to it until he managed to calm himself down, with a bit of help from the computer. You see, he had programmed the computer to release a gas that would stabilize his body if he were ever to lose control, like just now.

Very well. Playing clip 1034, channel 12 news broadcast.
Topic: Triple L’s advances.

"People of the world this is a special announcement by brought to you by a man who goes by the alias, Triple L. If you are just now catching this bulletin, he and his army of genetically enhanced soldiers have caused world wide pandemonium with their advanced technology. In one day, there will be a nuclear bomb dropped on every continent on this planet, filled with a lethal gas from one of our favorite sources, kryptonite. This gas will, kill you, drive you insane, or paralyze you. He apparently is looking for information of something called the Anti-Life Equation. Any protestors will be killed along those who wish to not cooperate. His order is law and resistance is futile.”

His lip began to quiver as the message was played over and over again. After he started it, it seemed to be held in a continuous play. He fell to his knees as tears began to spread down his face, “It’s over. Mom, Dad………..Megan, everyone. We’re doomed.” His head fell into his hands as the tears that at first resembled a calm stream turned into a massive waterfall in a matter of seconds.

There is something.

Isaac perked his head up at the computer’s monotonous language. “What do you mean?” Just like that it hit him. He could do something, he could make a difference. But, he was only one person, what could one person do? No, he shook his head violently. This was not the time for negative thinking like that. Isaac slowly walked towards the table that house the blue pack. Grabbing one strap, he threw it over his shoulders and adjusted it to fit nicely. It was comfortable, as if it wasn’t even there at all. He also pulled out a pair of goggles from his pocket and placed them on his forehead.

“Computer?”

Yes? What is it Saac?

“I just wanted to say, thanks. It’s been fun, but I’m taking your memory disk with me. In the event that this place gets destroyed, so that way I’ll be able to bring you back one day.”

I see. Well then, I shall look forward to our reunion. Farewell.

A tear streamed down his face as he ejected the disk and the lights went out on his underground lab. Fortunately he had been down there so long he knew the place by memory. Isaac easily made his way over to the ladder that would lead him to freedom. He pushed away the cover that had cleverly disguised his lab from the surface. Taking a look to the left, the spat where his home should be. Well not really his home, but the building that belonged to his parents. The building was in flames and slowly crumbling away to ashes. He shed another tear for his parents, he had no way of knowing if they were alive or dead, but for now he would assume the worst and avenge their death. “Triple L will pay,” he mumbled to himself.

“Oh really now?”
Isaac turned around to see the silhouette of a familiar figure, accompanied by a large group of soldiers. “And what makes you think that you can do anything?” He could feel his anger surge again, and the ability begin to take over. His ions began to move at a quicker pace, the electricity around him began to build up. However this time he was protected. The little blue pack that rested on his back seemed to come to life and take over his body. The final product was a blue suit that would harness his electrical abilities. The blue material grew in size and seemed to overpower his body, but with a mighty heavy-ho, Isaac was able to rip through it creating a suit that covered his body. After the suit was made the touch ups began coming in. Silver gauntlets and boots began to materialize as well as electrical conductors placed on his hands, elbows, knees, shoulder blades as well as all the way down his spine appeared. He was breathing heavy now, but the process was tiring, however ultimately rewarding. “I don’t think I can defeat him. I know I can!”

Sparks flared as he pushed off the ground and flew at the silhouette’s in front of him. “You haven’t changed one bit,” the front silhouette shouted. They seemed to fall into the ground, or rather melt into it. Isaac didn’t care; he would take out that figure or these soldiers. He knew that he would get them both, but the order was of no particular concern to him. Underneath the suit he began to charge electricity into his right hand, while opening a small hole in the palm of the gauntlet. Leaping into the air, he fired a series of electrical blasts that landed on their targets. He couldn’t tell the extent of the damage, but he knew that he had at least done something. Landing as gracefully as a meteor, Isaac turned around to face the smoke that was now home to the silhouette soldiers.

“Impressive Megavolt, very impressive indeed. But not good enough to stop me!” Isaac wondered if the figure was even with the soldiers, or if it was just a coincidence that the two were together. Right now wasn’t really the time to worry about that as his attacker came from two directions, the ground and from above. There was a series of earth spikes coming at him from in front and the figure themselves with a large hammer made of earth came from above. Taking both hands Isaac was able to make a magnetic field around himself that called out to metal pipes and such in the ground and even around him to protect from the on coming attack. After there was no sound for what felt like an eternity, Isaac threw the metal barrier away from him so he could view was around.

A loud blood curdling scream came form behind him. As he turned around to find the host of the scream his eyes encountered the figure attacking him one more time. He was however not afraid of any sort of attack. Magnetizing a group of water manes below the ground, Isaac pulled them to the surface at the right moment to send his enemy flying about twenty meters away. He began to breath heavy. He wasn’t used to using his powers so much, not just yet anyways. He had encountered the silhouette before, but never at such an occasion.

Isaac made the decision to retreat for the time being. After knowing his opponent and that opponent’s powers, he could deduce that the previous attack would leave them incapacitated for awhile. Long enough to get away at any rate. With no where else to go, save for into the very city that Triple L was beginning to destroy, Isaac had decided to make his way into the burning city. Hopefully he could make a difference once there. The smoke began to pick up as he neared the beginning of the city. Saac coughed once, twice and even a few more times before he was clear of the smoke that covered the outer region. It really was hell in there; he only hoped that he could make a difference.

“Let’s get started,” he pulled the visor over his eyes activating a navigation system that showed him the position of electrical entities, large and small. This would help level out the playing field. He could only hope that the cavalry would show up sometime soon.



**Note**: There is one last part left to this which will be added very soon since I just got this chapter today from my friend. So for now, I'll leave you in suspense.