New Krypton and the Legacy of Superman

(Thanks to Gorel for looking over it :P)

While life on Earth had slowly returned to normal, things were different on New Krypton, the planet formerly known as Venus. A neighbour to the blue orb orbiting the sun, the pale yellow, moonless world was like a torrential sphere of yellowish-brown skies that were constantly storming and raging. No one on Earth knew what was going on the planet. Many assumed the world was a hellscape populated with wolfish monsters that stalked the crags and cliffs of the planet’s surface. But past the churning, storming clouds, clearer skies reigned and the sight of a futuristic cluster of cities that looked like shining crystal formations that laced and connected to each other between lush forests, clear bodies of water and an Eden perfect eutopia. Seven cities reaching as high as the clouds, bristled with life and activity, connected to each other by branching growths around a nation-wide circle, joined together at the crystal metropolis at its center, what was once the fortress of solitude. As simple and as complex as a snowflake, each city was unique in design yet uniform in their materials. A marvel that took only a single year to create…

After Clark, Karen and Lois were **** to leave Earth after being exiled by Dracula, the goddess Basset advised them to live on the nearest planet to start a new journey for their people. And so, the Krypto-wolves uprooted the fortress of solitude from the north pole and took it with them to plant on the surface of Venus.

To a normal human, the environmental conditions on Venus were ****! Air pressure so thick it would crush a car, toxic atmosphere so completely unbreathable, even if someone could breathe in the toxic carbon dioxide fumes, their lungs would have boiled away before they could exhale. Raging windstorms churned over the entire planet, sheer winds so intense it would peel flesh from bone. But to a Kryptonian? These were simply the conditions of a rainy day on Earth. Setting up the fortress of Solitude in a clearing on the planet, the Krypto-wolves hunkered down to prepare their new home to be settled. Clark decided to use all the powers and knowledge of his ancient people to the creation of their new home in a way he never could before back on Earth. With the technology of the fortress of Solitude, he had begun the process of terraforming Venus. After making the atmosphere breathable for him and his people, the second thing he did was use the fortress’s libraries to create an inoculation to the chemical Karn’el had used to enslave his parents and siblings. No more would the Krypto-wolves or anyone else be subject to such chemical mind control again.

In this period of settling down their roots, the Krypto-wolf population grew prolifically! Like the wolves of Earth, their pregnancies were quick and with litters of three to five cubs at a time in the span of just a couple of months instead of nine for a normal human’s gestation. In the span of just a year, there were hundreds of them. In the years that followed, that number only grew. While Clark, Lois and Karen were able to change at will, given the king’s bite were able to adapt and take on human form easily. Those who were born from formally human parents had difficulty doing the same, even when the three shared the bite with them. These hybrids were unable to change back into a human form easily, the pure-blooded Kryptonians managed to achieve more mental stability. While the Earthborn turned humans had to strain all the time to keep their human form, like holding one’s breath or always tensing their muscles, it was an effort that eventually proved taxing.

For them it was a permanent burden to walk around as a human, so it was a great sign of strength and willpower if they managed to change back into a human on their own and maintain that visage for days or even weeks. Very few of those turned sought the allure of turning back into a werewolf afterward, though of course there were occasional outbreaks, and those who chose not to bother with the effort. Choosing to always stay as massive werewolves and live out in the wilds outside the fortress. And so very quickly a two-class culture developed on the planet.

Large parts of Venus were now home to packs of wild or rather semi-wild Krypto-wolves, who hunted and gathered in large packs and groups across the landscapes, or fought with each other to some degree over food or territory, the humanoids managed to develop a new sprawling city in the middle of the landscape named New Kandor. One that the feral wolves avoided unless they too wished to be something other than wild beasts. To prevent any of the wolves from leaving the planet, Superman had used the technology of his people to set up a kryptonite shield that enveloped the world just above the planet ‘s atmosphere and ozone.

All Krypto-wolves were able to fly and the journey to Earth took only a few minutes for them, let alone any other world. Therefore, he had to find a way to prevent this. It was not easy, but it was decided to set up this **** field to honour Dracula’s terms, a weakness that even the Krypto-wolves could not completely overcome. The moment an inhabitant touched this field, their powers left them, and sophisticated drones would be sent to retrieve the falling wolf or new Kryptonian to make certain those who tried to escape and failed would not be harmed when they land.

After Clark had made sure that lycanthropy would not spread to other worlds, he went to work on the next big hurdle… His people.

Just like the wolves of Earth, Kryptonian werewolves grew to full maturity within the span of a year! At the most, unfortunately, this did not necessarily apply to social and intellectual growth. All newborn Krypto-wolves were feral from the start but learned quickly over time. Mostly Clark had to struggle with the fact that the first generation and the second generation of werewolves had reached full sexual maturity within a year and were already on the start to conceiving the third and forth generation just as quickly. As the Krypto-wolves clashed repeatedly in smaller scuffles and fights, there were inevitably losses that increased the mortality rate of the werewolves and thus regulated the population density. This also happened in an almost supernatural way. In times of high births, more of them died than in years of lower births. This meant that any new wolves born would need to be carefully tended to so they would be calm, disciplined and knew right from wrong.

Therefore, the very first thing he did was to ensure that appropriate teaching and education were conducted. In this way, he wanted to bring the overarching impulses of the wolves under control while also try to revitalise the ways of old Krypton. For some reason, the libido of the Krypto-wolves was many times stronger than it should be even on Earth. Maybe it was because some of the wolves amongst them had a stronger connection to the Umbra than others, or perhaps the effects of Venus’s environment itself. It was a mystery he would have to solve at a time when he could.

Still his actions were paying off. What wolves were able to acclimate into Kryptonian society did so quickly and easily. Plus, he did not miss the opportunity to ensure that some aspects of his life on Earth existed on this new Krypton, not just for himself but for those who originally lived on Earth. Language, culture, foods, they were all taught as well to all those who were born on Venus, even teaching close connections with friends and family, something that significantly aided in the education process of this new people as they eventually started teaching each other and not just from him and the original wolves. He wanted the Kryptonians to have a chance to see the world through his eyes as well as their own, and he succeeded. He wanted to prevent another Karn’el or Zod from ever manifesting in his new people.

As the young wolves and young Kryptonians studied the archives of the Fortress of Solitude and records of Earth, they all came to the same conclusion. Krypton had been doomed because of its rigid mindset and equally rigid caste system. None of them wanted to reintroduce that the new inhabitants. So, a council was formed consisting of Karen, Clark, Lois and two other citizens. Eventually more voices were added, and an assembly soon formed. They wanted to build a true democracy.

Within five years, they had transformed Venus into a paradise planet where they could live as well as they would have on Earth, thanks to the help of Kryptonian technology. A human could have breathed on Venus but the high concentration of sulfur and ammonia on the planet was still extremely high, of course if he had taken a few breaths from an oxygen tank every now and then, then they would be fine. But that was something the physiology of the Kryptonians could put away with ease. After six years, the first clone experiments of previous flora and fauna from old Krypton were added to the ecosystem, which spread across the planet as quickly as the werewolves did. While it made the barren world more alive, it also brought changes to the atmosphere and landscape, along with a new form of food for the Krypto-wolves to hunt, keeping them from wanting anything from the cities. This meant that those who wished to stay and live in the wilds were able to do so independently.

Cities that had grown out of crystals grew and developed seamless in the landscape, forming massive spires and roadways that linked together in beautiful patterns and structures, each one different yet the same in their structural design. And the atmosphere had reached a degree of clearness that was almost identical to Earth. The population now numbered several hundred thousand Kryptonians, many of whom preferred living out amongst the wildlife as packs or tribes, the call of the wolf for some was stronger than living in the cities. But this did not worry Superman. There were always enough who chose to live in the city to keep things running smoothly. It was as if the two cultures balanced off each other.

Thus, it came that a lively trade between hunter-gatherers from the wilds and the advanced Kryptonian counterparts developed, from which both sides profited strongly. Even if the city people were still equipped to fabricate what they wanted, added culture was still appreciated amongst the city dwellers. They had decided to follow the old Kryptonian way and not to develop their fighting abilities further. Many of them voluntarily wore Kryptonite rings to reduce their power to a manageable degree, since few of them felt the need for such incredible power for mundane tasks. On New Krypton there was no **** in the cities, no crime, and thus no need for superheroes. And in case a spacefaring civilization wanted to mess with them, a few hundred thousand Krypto-wolves were eager to prove themselves to a quarry to face.

For Clark, Karen and Lois, their tenure as the stewards to New Kandor was a challenge, one they took with fervor and enthusiasm. Clark ever the icon of hope and optimism was always there when a Krypto-wolf had grown tired of the wilds and was there to welcome them into the city. It was always in his nature to put out fires and leaving the life of a hero behind was something he could never do. For Lois, she had always been a reporter at heart and strove to be one in New Argos. The Krypton Gazette was not too original, but it did the deed for her. As head of her own news and information company, she made sure the entirety of Venus was up to date with what was current and what was happening both on New Krypton and Earth. Also being a Krypto-wolf had its own benefits as she was now able to stand toe to toe with her loves and cohorts. For the first time in her life, she could live the same lifestyle as Clark did, flying across the planet with the same ease as chasing a story for the next headline, or powerful enough to lift a skyscraper all by herself. Certainly, made their nights in bed interesting since almost a quarter of the city’s population descended from her! However, he, Lois, Karen and the others were still having flashbacks that reminded them of their time on Earth. Superman often woke up with a start in bed, drenched in sweat, only to realize that he was no longer under the hypnotic spell of an old comrade. Lois, too, had to struggle with dreams in which she saw herself among the crypto-wolves and had been reduced to a sex object. As much as they both tried to hide or better yet forget these emotions, neither of them could deny that this development had permanently changed their minds. Both had become aware that they were not as strong as they had always thought and while Lois was trying to make up for the mistakes she had made back then with faithfulness and loyalty to her husband, she naturally tolerated his lovemaking with other women.

Superman found that a certain submissive nature remained in him, which unfortunately he could not live out on this planet, he was the most powerful being next to his cousin and wife, and neither of them were too dominant towards him. On the one hand, it was a liberating feeling to be able to fuck any woman when they first arrived on the planet. At any time without having to worry, but at the same time his dreams in which he was subjugated by a strong, powerful will that broke and humiliated him continued to haunt the man. He had spent those years recovering to being the paragon he was back on Earth, hoping in time would heal those emotional wounds.

Kara had taken to the emotional scars of their mind control and change differently. For a woman robbed of self control, she had taken to being a woman OF control ever since. She had taken to the ruling of the cities of New Krypton with fierce determination. Micro-managing operations and activities throughout their growing civilization and having a direct hand in how it flowed and operated. Having lived on Krypton since she was a teenager, she intimately knew how the technology functioned, how to set up coordination, and supplies and communication systems. She also found that the civilization she was grooming was developing in such a way that they would not be a threat to Earth in any way and that hopefully in the future, both peoples would become strong allies when the time would come. To everyone's amazement, Dracula allowed Superman to come back to Earth some years after they began to set up their world to have a talk with his former arch-enemy Lex Luthor. It turned out that Lex had tried to seize the power of the World Tree and had undergone a fundamental character development. He simply wanted to make peace with his old nemesis and wanted to hear from him what he could best do to repent. After Superman returned from Earth, he had new hope for the world he had once left, knowing, or at least suspecting that Lex Luthor was truly dedicated to the cause, and he had always believed that Lex could be a great asset to Earth if he would use his intellect and power for good. Hearing the news, Kara only grew more emboldened in the nurturing of their new civilization. In a noticeably short amount of time, she had become the brains of New Krypton, and it showed in her appearance and demeanor. In every meeting, gala or gathering, she looked the very ideal of refined self control. Prim in stature, cleanly groomed and wearing the most exquisite style of her people, it would not be in error to confuse her for a royal or CEO of a great empire or company. Her visage of self control was only matched by her ferocity in bed it seemed. As many suiters had silently complained she was quite the sexual monster in bed.

And then there was Karen…

She had withdrawn from the active leadership of her people and grew despondent for a time. She had never truly recovered from the betrayal of her son Karn’el and had drowned herself in random affairs to numb the pain. For years she lived partly with the people of the cities and partly with the savage Krypto-wolves in the wilds. With her it was simply different than with Superman or with her family because Batman had bitten her himself and had received the bite directly from the wolf king. Her abilities were simply more pronounced than those of Clark. There was… a NEED, a drive spurring her on every time she ventured out into the forests or mountains of Venus. Unlike Clark and the others, she appreciated being able to change into her wild form whenever she wanted, to simply experience the thrill of the hunt or the rush of wildness. The tribes and packs of the wilderness had over the years perceived her as a goddess amongst their kind. To an extent she might as well have been. The first of their species and the progenitor of all Krypto-wolves. Every time she went into the woods to hunt and cut loose; she was never surprised to find several mighty Krypto-wolves come to her with a prized kill to offer her in exchange to mate with her. Whenever she would return to the city a few weeks later, it was always with a swollen belly full of cubs.

That introduced a problem the people of New Krypton had to realise… Ever since they had developed their civilization, so far not a single Kryptonian had been able to conceive or carry a child while in human form, so it had become a custom that Kryptonians willing to mate changed once a year into their wild form and either conceived a child with their chosen partners or simply went to one of the wild tribes to be impregnated by someone there. This was probably due to the constant radiation from the shield enveloping the planet, or the stress of maintaining human form at all times. The People of New Argos and other cities could not conceive normally unless in their lycanthropic forms. In time, however, it was discovered that the Kryptonians simply had to transform into a werewolf if they ever wanted children.

For several years, this was the norm… Until during what the Fortress of Solitude documented as a planetary conjunction of the solar system, a single child, who unlike all the others, was born in human form by two unlikely parents.

All other offspring of the Kryptonians spent the first ten months exploring life in their wild form, only after a year they were either strong enough to change into their human form or they decided to roam the steppes and woodlands as a Krypto-wolf. The situation was different for Jonathan Kent, who was fathered by Superman himself, with his cousin Kara. Even though, unlike the others, the two had no emotional bond other than family and their close relationship meant that they had never slept together. The two had met by chance and everything had been as usual as the two of them would catch up on their personal affairs on the planet, wandered around town in a petty conversation. But out of nowhere, the two of them looked each other in the eye, and the normally reserved Kara just looked at her cousin and said sternly. “Fuck me ****.” Without hesitation, without thinking, seized by an unnatural desire, Clark had immediately obeyed and torn off the clothes of his beloved cousin and the two had fallen over each other as if in a frenzy.

Superman already fathered enough children and had held back on siring more with Lois, especially in their human forms. So, it was a surprise to everyone when he and Kara had out of nowhere collided into each other into a sexual frenzy! Even though the two were ashamed of what they had done when the craving left them, since that day it happened again, and again, behaving as if under the effects of a **** or spell. Until one day, Kara showed signs of pregnancy with only a single child. Clark fucked his cousin harder and wilder every time they were in proximity to each other, even when she was already pregnant. Then just as quickly as they had started, these intense and completely **** escapades ended with the birth of their child, Johnathan Kent.

The boy was an oddity amongst the rest of the population. For one he aged normally, at human speed. Whereas his young and older siblings were already in their adulthood with jobs and lives in the city in the span of a single year, he was still trying to learn how to walk on his own feet and still wearing diapers. Years passed as he grew from an infant to a toddler, to a young boy. Being raised by Clark and Lois as their own, he was given a normal human childhood. It was not until he was older that his parents found he displayed unique abilities. He had all the powers of a Krypto-wolf and still retained his Kryptonian form. He possessed the physical strength and healing factor of a werewolf, along with their heightened senses even in the heavy atmosphere of the planet. And he was a veritable sponge for knowledge, learning instantly everything brought to his attention. His learning ability, his perception, his reaction time, and his fighting prowess were above average even though his growth rate was so much slower than others like that of another child. His development to a young man took 15 years and was thus the longest maturation of any of the new Kryptonians.

To his biological mother he never had a particularly good relationship with because she always saw him as an uncomfortable memory, and so developed a more intimate relationship with Lois. Lois, on the other hand, loved the boy like her own son from day one. It was completely different for her to accompany a child for years and not to have a fully grown man or woman standing there within months. Therefore, she took care of him like his real mother and even if he knew the truth, he saw Lois as his mother and not Kara. Both had a longer conversation and so Johnathan learned how he was conceived and why Kara was so dismissive towards him. Even though this settled down over the years and the two became good friends there was never more. But since everyone was happy with this outcome, there were never any arguments about it.

This time was used by the best and brightest teachers on Venus to teach and help raise Jonathan in all matters that would be important for a future leader of their world. Many of his teachers and especially Superman was pleased and proud of his son’s progress as he surpassed every known expectation, they all had for him. Johnathan had not only inherited abilities from his parents but also had the same noble ideals as his father once embodied. His curiosity about the planet Earth was almost constant and thanks to a communication device Clark built, he was also able to educate himself about the Earth and its customs. But like all who were banished to Venus by Dracula’s decree, he too was forbidden to go to Earth, not to participate in the life of Earth. while Clark at first feared that this curiosity might make him sad or resentful, the young man matured into a self-confident and strong character who was firmly convinced that humankind and the Kryptonian race would one day live side by side again.

Clark had never given up hope that Dracula might one day be convinced that the Kryptonian race was stronger than the curse and that their lycanthropy could now be controlled. Unfortunately, it turned out that Jonathan Kent was the only one of his kind for the next 20 years to have ever beaten it. Even after him, no human born on Venus was ever born again, although there were some attempts by Lois and Clark to repeat this. Kara refused to sleep with her cousin again after the birth, and he, too, had effectively no sexual attraction to her at all, something that did not apply to Karen. Clark and Karen fucked over, and over again in a variety of ways, both were aware that this was about sex. But Karen, unlike her younger self, was a sex-obsessed woman who lived increasingly more with the wolves every year, and many on krypton saw her as a source of fertility. Many Kryptonians could trace their ancestry back to her, and with each passing year, Karen became more like a wolf, even when she was in human form.

While both Clark and Karen were convinced with each passing year that Conner would be an excellent choice to succeed Superman one day, to everyone's surprise, the young clone did not find much interest in the role. If anything, he wanted to try and emulate the success Johnathan had with being able to suppress the inner wolf. He had taken to significant efforts to achieve mental and physical discipline, to see the limits of his own control not only for himself but for all of New Krypton. Over the years, he did just that, he had never shown a break in his concentration or self control and was becoming one of the rare few to never turn into a wolf. Conner’s libido was also in the normal range, which seemed unreasonable to the other women in New Argos. Always gracefully turning down their advances or being reserved in their presence. It would seem he had managed to achieve through sheer will what Johnathan had by sheer luck. Many recognized scientists on his planet were firmly convinced that Connor had finally broken the curse by combining all the advantages of the curse without having any of the disadvantages.

Sadly, this was not to last. One day Conner did not show up for any of the meetings and did not respond to any of his calls to his quarters. Eventually it lead to Clark to check in on his cloned son to find, much to his embarrassment that what discipline he had built and mastered had crumbled to dust when he found Conner in his wolfen state in a proverbial and literal dog pile of female werewolves all asleep on the ruins of his bed. It had seemed that all the effort he had put into suppressing the wolf had over time built up, like water pressure behind a dam wall, until eventually that dam broke, and the wolf burst out. Conner had felt deflated in the entire affair, but his loved ones did not think poorly of him. It did however leave their people to go back to the drawing board as it were to discover that starving the wolf would eventually lead to them just popping one day.

This was something that did not even bother Jonathan, since by now as an adolescent man he had grown accustomed to being viewed by others as an idea for his people to strive for, and without anyone noticing, a certain pride bloomed within the young man. He was more than aware of his role on this planet as well as his position within his people and was proud of the fact that they all saw him as an example to follow. However, this did not lead him to become arrogantly, or malicious, on the contrary, he kept trying to help people rise to the same ideal himself.

What none of them knew, was that something was brewing back on earth. Fundamental changes were going on now on their blue neighbour, the Earth. And one of the worst changes was the reawakening of the demon mother Lilith. A being who was, after lucifer, one of the most powerful beings in Hell. One who went by many names, the great seducer, the mother of all monsters, and the queen of blood. lucifer had awakened her with the promise that one day she could call Cain Adamson her husband, and in return for this, she would aid him in the destruction of Earth. Lucifer already had enough to do with the fact that these superheroes, despite the removal of the League, were still actively trying to change the world's destiny for the better, so he planned to finally destroy Batman Superman and all the other heroes once and for all. He came so close before, before Bastet had wormed her way in and shattered his great plan thousands of years in the making by making his lost love immortal like him. Even now, this left the dark one seething…

Lillith on the other hand had her own goals, her own ambition, and both knew that they could never trust each other. But alone, one without the other would not be able to stand against the concentrated power of these heroes, so Lillith had been looking for an ideal companion to support her in this fight and while her focus remained on planet Earth, her very presence in human space was like a wound within the ether. Her corrupting presence tore holes in the umbra causing her demonic presence to take shape in it. While Bruce and his companions in the umbra tried to control this demonic presence, the umbra itself reached farther than planet Earth. even the Krypto-wolves on Venus felt, at least subliminally, that something had changed. Pack fights became stronger and bloodier, but not yet to an extent that any abnormalities could be detected, and so the reawakening of the Demon Mother remained hidden from Krypton for the time being.

Until now…

Lillith was almost as powerful as Lucifer, but for a long time she had kept out of the affairs of mortals. She had little information about things that happened beyond the earthly hemisphere. Therefore, this new epoch was as alien to her as it could be. In earlier tides there had been thousands of temples on earth where she had been worshipped, but her worshippers had passed away, her name had been forgotten and her places of power had passed away.

Yet she felt how much the world had changed since the time of Adam and Eve. She remembered well what it had been like then and today's world had none of it. The life **** of the planet had multiplied a thousandfold and she clearly felt that the balance of the planet had changed. The forces of good were stronger than the forces of darkness. That was probably the reason why Lucifer had awakened her.

But there was something else. A thread of hope. This thread found its beginning in a city on a distant continent. When she searched for the origin of this thread, she found a statue of a hero in the middle of a gigantic city of stone and glass. It was unnecessary to know this being, she knew a hero statue when she saw one. But this hero wore neither armor nor a sword. He wore a ridiculous suit and a golden symbol on his chest.

But whoever this being was, it stood for a hope that almost turned her stomach. It was not only in this city, but in the whole world. This man symbolised hope like no other. Yet this being was not ****, it was simply gone. She stretched out her senses and followed the path of this thread. To her amazement, it left planet earth and moved through the darkness of the void. At its end she found the nearest planet

"So, there you are!"

Stepping onto the streets of New Kandor, a tall woman appeared unnoticed to the throngs of people walking and travelling through the streets and pathways. Dressed in a Black business dress with gold highlights in her clothes, jewelry, and hair, she looked around and narrowed her eyes as she crossed her arms. All around her she could see hundreds of people oblivious to her presence as she stood there, eyeing the lot, observing them. Amongst some of them, she found towering creatures that looked like horned, monstrous wolves making their rounds with the human crowds that stood only waist high to them.

“Lovely… Never thought I would see so many domesticated dogs wandering around without a leash.” Walking down the streets deeper into the city, Lilith travelled by foot to her destination.

But something about this place was repugnant to her. She clearly felt her strength fading. This place lacked something to which she could attach her strength. Like all demons, she was a child of darkness and chaos, but that was exactly what she could not find here. It was as if this place was free of darkness. She felt sick as she felt her life **** drain away for the first time in her existence. She would not be able to stay in this place for long, let alone do much. However, the life **** of these creatures was superhuman. Even with demons, this power was equal. Amused, she smiled and punished her body. But she was no simple demon. She was the mother of all demons. She was God's first wife and created to be Adam's equal. But she had been too perfect for Adam. Too powerful. Too self-possessed. That wretched son of a bitch had wanted a more submissive woman, a ****, and so God had cast her out of her home to create Eve. This weak, helpless little woman who was no match for Adam. But Lillith had changed her destiny. She had gathered power and dedicated herself to taking **** on God.

Sighing, she wandered through the streets of this impressive city. This was so many eons ago now. God had turned his back on humanity and left this plane. Her goal of vengeance had receded into infinite distance. Time and again she had made an appearance, playing with his children and enjoying it, until that wretched Beowulf had slain her son. The first child she had wanted to raise like a child. The first child she had accepted as one of her own. Not like the others. She had fathered countless demons and many of them had fallen or risen over the millennia. But none of them meant anything to her.

It had been she who had seduced Lucifer and turned him against God. But with him she had misjudged. His power was equal to hers. Within no time he had taken her place and banished her from the underworld. This disgrace was something she had resented for a long time, but her time for **** had not yet come.

But here these creatures... They were different. They were not human, not even human-like. Their life **** was gigantic, even more intense in the case of the strange monsters. Whatever these creatures were, they were dangerous! In a direct fight, they would probably even be able to become seriously dangerous to her. But she was the temptress. Primitive fights were really not her thing.

All around her she found people in clothing she did not recognise, many of them wore something close to the attire she wore, but with lighter, pastel colours, or something akin to robes like they were going to a ceremony or some such. Overhead she could see dozens, hundreds of flying machines or just flying people zipping through the sky in orderly traffic routes. The city was… Perfect. Like some mountain sized snowflake that shimmered in the sunlight. Seeing a couple talking as she walked past them, they seemed so… Happy, so in love with each other. The woman smirked as she simply traced a finger across the man’s shoulder. The moment she did, the man looked over to where he thought he felt a graze from his sleeve but could not see anyone. Thinking nothing of it.

“What is it sweetheart?”

“I dunno.. I thought someone…” Blinking, he looked back to his girlfriend and nearly stood motionless with surprised. He always felt she was beautiful, but it was like cupid’s arrow had struck him right in the heart. His gaze confusing the woman as she found his eyes practically leering at her.

“Dorn’as, what’s wro…?” She never got an answer as he grabbed her fiercely by the shoulders and pulled her in for a voracious kiss, shocking her as he drove his tongue into her mouth and grabbed at her thigh and rear. Pulling him away, he was still trying to kiss her even after she and two other people were **** to pry the man off her. Panic and confusion erupting in the crowd as it took several people to pin the screaming man down to the ground with his arms behind his back, the man nearly frothing at the mouth screaming.

“MORE! I NEED MORE OF YOU! I CAN’T STAND IT! I NEED TO FUCK YOU! GIVE YOURSELF TO ME!!!”

Not even bothering to look at her handywork, Lilith smiled and brought her finger nails up to her golden lips to kiss them.

She did this again, and again in her trek to her destination. Driving a news stand owner mad with lust, a secretary on her break to snap into nymphomania and tackle the authorities when they found her in her underwear propositioning herself to anything that had legs. It was a delightful game to Lilith, finding the embers of lust in her victims and pouring enough gas onto them to make them a raging inferno. It was art to her, play, candy, she took delight in it all. And there was a delightfully sinful target she was offered to manipulate; one she would have her fun and time with until she had her true prize. Making her way up the primary spire of the city. She stepped through the elevator and out to a grand hallway and decorative lobby. One that was almost the spitting image of the grand hall of the Fortress of Solitude when it was on Earth. Like a ghost, she made her way up the stairs to a room and walked through it like it was not even there.

Looking around and watching. She found a tall and handsome man in what looked like the same clothing as those at ground level busying himself getting fully dressed as a beautiful woman joined him from the bed chamber, fully dressed in a similar garb and helping her husband dress himself and get his jacket on straight.

“Thanks Lois, I can never know what I’d do if you weren’t there to keep me looking presentable. She is in a mood today.”

“Don’t let Kara intimidate you Smallville, she’s probably just upset Dracula allowed YOU to go to Earth instead of her.”

“Well… She has been making plans for trade with Earth, she had hoped to see them in effect when the banishment gets lifted one day... Oh! Karen’s going to be there too.”

“Lovely… If she is offering another plains-hoof rug as a family gift, tell her we’ve still got the last three she gave us.”

Shrugging, the two kissed as they both went out the door to their respective destinations, Lilith following them along the way. The two never noticing her there, completely oblivious to the darkly dressed woman standing behind them and stepping aside so they would both enter the elevator together to make their departure. until Lois poked her head out the door and called out through their shared home.

“Johnathan! Your mom and dad are going to be late; you can have what you want from the refrigerator, its leftover night anyway.”

“Alright mom.” Called out a voice somewhere in the large complex.

Hearing the source of the voice, Lilith made her way back up the stairs until she came across a room with an open door. Stepping inside she found a young man sitting and going over a handheld display along with a display screen on the wall showing news back on earth.

Coming to stand in front of him, she smiled as she bent at the waist, eyeing him as he watched the news but never noticed her there.

“Hello Johnathan, my name is Lilith, it will be a grand pleasure for you to meet me.”

What no one had paid attention to, however, was the sensitive sensory perception of Jonathan Kent. He did not feel directly what was going on, but his senses were much sharper than the others and his sense was more developed. He could not clearly define what had changed, but something in the factory of the universe had changed. it was a strong power that could help him save his people from the curse. Over a period of several weeks, he gathered himself and tried to grasp these visions, these impressions, and these images in his head and to clarify what he felt. Without realizing it, he absorbed a large part of the demonic presence, which distorted the young man's ideals and goals, at least for the time being. well-meaning intentions turned into ideas of how he could take what he needed by ****. slowly but surely, he became aware that superman had possessed the power to bring peace to the earth but had shied away from using it. a single glance at the streets of new krypton was enough to realize that within weeks he could have transformed planet earth into a paradise.

Their technology was so far ahead of human technology that a fight against even the simplest sentry robots would have been an almost impossible task for Earth. Slowly he began to wonder why one should follow the ideal of wanting to improve something without threatening the consequences. Superman as well as Batman had never crossed a certain line. They had never killed their opponents they had never reacted with **** or aggression. While Superman tried to change the world through his exemplary behavior, his mirror image Batman tried to shape the world through fear and anxiety. Both had the same weakness in the end, namely the fact that there could be no reward without punishment.

But in the meantime, he felt that his own ambitions and goals had changed a little, so he sought advice from the woman who had always helped him, his mother.