Meanwhile...

...at an US Army Base somewhere.

General Harmon D Wilks III was not a happy General. Apart from chomping on cigars (which he always did), wearing his favourite shades, blowing things up (the latter did not happen very often) and running his secret Nazi organisation (whoops! You aren’t suppose to know about that), the General liked to feed his goldfish in peace.

Unfortunately, that peace got interrupted by a phone ringing.

“What is it?” He growled.

“You had better get up here, sir. There’s something you ought to see.”

Slamming down the phone, the General marched straight into the Control Centre which was next door.

“We found this on the internet, General.” The General’s second in command, Colonel Hardin said, pointing at the huge video screen which took centre stage of the massive hall which was the Control Centre.

The General just starred.

On it was the naked fornicating bodies of Ultraman (nee Ultraboy) and Ultramom.

“Is that…?”

“Yes sir. Ultramom.” Hardin jumped in.

“And is that…?”

“Yes sir. Ultraboy.” Again Hardin jumped in.

“Isn’t he a bit…”

“Yes sir. He is in Stage 2 Development.” Again Hardin jumped in.

“But that means…”

“Yes sir. Ultraboy has lost his virginity.” Hardin broke in yet again.

“Gott im Himmel!” Snapped the General. “I mean for God’s sake, Hardin. Stop interrupting me.”

“Sorry, sir.”

“How did he lose his virginity?”

“With his mother, sir. Ultramom.”

“What!??? With his mom?? Is that allowed?”

“Well his mother is rather fit, sir.”

The General could not argue with that. Besides he had other things to worry about.

“Gods, man. Now that he is Stage 2, if he ejaculates inside his mother…”

“Exactly, sir. An Ultrababy in 1 hour.”

The General thought back to a similar situation when the then Ultraman (Ultraboy’s father) and Ultrawoman had discovered sex. Within six hours, the pair had had three babies and Ultrawoman was pregnant with the forth. It was only by staging an accident which eliminated all the Ultras (apart from Ultrawoman) saved the world from a nasty fate. Ultrawoman had then changed her name to Ultramom and raised Ultraboy.

Now it was happening again.

“How long have they been doing this for?”

“Approximately 47 minutes, sir.”

“Then we may have time.” The General remembered that it took Ultraboy’s father an hour and a half to come. “Is the Ultranite missile ready?”

“Yes sir. In Silo Number 4.”

“Gut. I mean good. Prepare to launch it immediately.”

Hardin turned and faced his general. “Sir, do you mean to launch and destroy Ultrabase along with Ultramom and Ultraboy?”

“Ja! I mean yes. An unfortunate necessity. Far better to have no Ultras than an army of them.”

“But they are our heroes, sir.” Hardin protested.

Unfortunately, Hardin did not know that his General was in fact General Von Himmerson – leader of the secret 9th Reich. A Nazi organisation dedicated on world domination and for years, whilst undercover, he had tried to find ways of destroying Ultramom and Ultraboy.

At last he had the perfect excuse.

“I know, Colonel. But ve must do vot ve must to protect ze world.” The General said, trying not to grin manically though he could not stop his accent from coming through.

“But shouldn’t we at least inform the President?”

“Nein – no.” The General shouted. “We must act NOW. Launch the Ultranite Missile – IMMEDIATELY!”