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-Dur-El rubbed his chin as he thought over her questions”i got the name from my mother, My crest is from the house of EL, I do not know how i know that, and this uniform was placed on me by lex at his lab. I am the son of doomsday thats all i know and i know that though a dna sharing of knowledge”. He finished his sandwich. While he thought of what questions he should ask this odd woman”I need to find superman or my father so i can begin my quest as a Kryptonian warrior”.
Dur-El felt something in the distance that made him shiver slightly not in a fearful manor but he knew it was connected to him in someway and coming closer. He turned to the female, don’t plan to leave because i will hunt you down if i have to but there is something coming as strong as me so behave or this thing could kill you in the state you are”.-
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He chuckled at her. “You could say that I’m the son of Pamela Isley.” He told her and then sighed remembering his mothers death they injected her with Weed killer industrial strength and kept her out of the sun for days. watching her be so gentle he smiled. “Here.” He lifted his hand and gripped a fist and one of the large vines shrank back under the ground allowing her escape to the school. “Hurry cant have the cops rushing in here just yet.”
She looked to him and knew exactly what he was talking about she had read over it a number of times. watching him head out she reached to him. “If you wish to keep me safe get me home I may be slightly save here but I am better protected at my home. If you wish you may carry me there but i have been through some major surgery.” she then smiled and grabbed her mask slipping it on. Looking like a similar version of bat-girl but with such differences people would not mistake her as such unless they glanced quickly.
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-Banna nodded her head to him and said, “Just call me Banna. That is my last name. Nice to meet you.”
She ran as carefully as she could out of the circle of vines and went back into the school. She walked through the doors and refound her ‘friend’ in their classroom. She sat in the back and resumed listening to the lesson. It was a art thing they were doing now. Doing colors and such. This made her smile as she watched it as they were drawing flowers and all sorts of other pretty things. There was one kid who drew really dark things, obviously troubled. Her friend was trying to draw her. She smiled and decided to check on the troubled one. She whispered to him, “so, what are you drawing?”
He peeked up at her and said, “Mommy and daddy…”
“Why are they all red?” She asked him and pointed it out.
“They are dead and bleeding,” He said and stabbed the paper with the crayon.
“Why?” She asked as she looked at the tears in the boy’s eyes.
The boy shook his head and tried to hide his head. She gently placed her hand onto his back and rubbed it gently, allowing the rest of the class to do their thing while she comforted the one child.-
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-Dur-El picked himself off the ground adjusting himself and making sure he hadn’t tore threw his shirt. He turned to one of her assistants”where does she live” and the man quickly scribbled down the address and handed him it only needing a few seconds to read over it before his brain had it down permanently. He walked over turning his hands so that his palms were facing up so not to stab into her flesh with his razor sharp spurs that were coming out of his knuckles. He bent down to one knee slowly scoping up the small woman before standing up and in an exploding burst of energy ran at top speed but holding his arms in such as way to hold the woman tight and block her from the gale force wind that was being pushed onto her body. Dur-El stopped right in front of the door and raised up his foot using his toes to turn the door handle easy enough since it was a long turned handle instead of a simple round knob. He found a comfortable area and sat her down just in time before he was knocked threw a wall by something that looked a lot like him but was decomposing slowly.
Once he landed on his back looking up at the sky he would slowly raise to his feet seeing himself but the creatures right arm was missing and half of its head was gone and he could easily see into the creatures brain. Dur-El didn’t stop to try and speak to this monster who stood little to no chance of defending itself. He ran at super speed but instead of knocking it over it stood strong and Dur-El felt like he hit an unmovable object. Dur-El decided since no one was watching he could use another of his tricks so he blew ice onto the other creature and where the brain was located turned to ice quicker then the rest of the body which seemed to have a slight resistance to the ice. Dur-El quickly ran forward jumping up and came rocketing back down to earth with his fist landing right on the frozen brain killing the creature instantly.
He slowly stood back up feeling like he was changing and his skin was hardening and his legs grew stronger so the next time he ran it would be faster and the impact would be harder. He slowly made his way into the home once again with a spike stuck in his chest and that didn’t even bother him but by the time he made it over to the female it fell out of his chest and was rolling on the floor and it was slowly closing up”so before another one of my weird siblings get back up please fill me in”.-
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Watching the woman leave as her foot left the large vine shot back up locking him in with the park. The police watched the woman leave unharmed. Watching the sun he smiled enjoying the warmth and being out in the open he remembered it from when he was a kid. Once his skin started to change and the vines showed up on his body the police took him into custody and held him in the arboretum. Where he had lived and not been allowed to leave for over 50 years. He had grown into a man though he still looked like he was in his twenty’s the luck of being part plant he guessed a betel flew by and he lurched forward and grabbed the betel out of the air and he closed his mouth across the betel as it moved across his tongue as the corrosive enzymes slipped out of his mouth dripping onto the bug slowly dissolving it giving it a slow and painful death. He saw this as he did any other creature eating he was merely surviving.
Sandra watched as he went to grab her and looked to the Cannister and snagged it just as he was grabbed and held it tight to her chest as if it were very important to her. As he held her she gritted her teeth as her body shifted against his arms her back sore and stapled together and almost permanently fused with the suit. It held her close and tight and then she felt the wind hit her but it felt like a strong breeze with how he held her to protect her from the gale force. She watched the city fly by and was glad she was wearing her mask. She watched as the speedometer she had built into the mask climbed to great speeds and was glad that she was protected when she saw the speeds they were moving at. Watching him open the door with his feet she giggled since the drugs were still in her system. Once he set her down on a fainting chair she laid there with a smile then her wall got crashed through and she lifted her head staring at the wall. “Hey…” she pointed at it then her arm dropped. “you’re going to pay for that right?” she then dropped her head as she watched the fight her suit and mask analyzing the situation while she is still completely out of it and starting to giggle. “you crushed the other rocks head haha..”
When he turned to her and started to speak she blinked. “Doomsday isn’t here he’s gone he left a long time ago” She said not even thinking straight or what she was saying he plan to not spell everything might fail with how stoned she was. Watching the screen flip she giggled. “Silly superman went to be alone and left his cousin here…” she was babbling but babbling about what he wanted to know but nothing useful per say.
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-As her hand gently ran across the boy’s back, it was as if they were in their own little world. She looked at the boy’s saddened face, the tears streaming down across his freckled cheeks. She ran her fingers through his black hair. She whispered to him in a loving, nearly motherly accent to the child, “Niño, you can tell me anything. I assure you that whatever you have to say about your mamá and padre that I have done or thought worse or experienced worse. Cruza mi corazón.”
The boy looked up at her with his blue eyes all watered and said, “What?”
She realized that he didn’t understand the small bits of Spanish she used and said, “I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”
He sniffled a little bit and wiped his nose with what seemed like his entire arm. He looked into her eyes and said, “They are mean to me. They have always called me names and made me do good even though when I do my best they torture me. It is horrible.”
“Why haven’t you told anyone?” She spoke, very concerned and with a deep exhale. “Tell me all of what they do.”
The boy swiveled in his chair to fully face her and said, “They yell and scream and sometimes they hit me.”
She placed her hands on his shoulders, feeling him flinch. She looked him in his tear soaked eyes and said, “Listen… You should not be treated that way and perhaps they should learn respect. I will do you a solid and come home with you at the end of the day. How does that sound?”
She witness a smile crack across the boy’s face, his arms grasping her firmly as he silently thanked her over and over with tight squeezes. She knew it was as hard as he could, considering her large bulk of muscle. She allowed him to grasp as long as he needed before he released and scrapped his first drawing, trying to draw her as if she was his mommy. This brought a smile to her face and she stood back up to stand in the back of the classroom once more, her muscles flexing as she moved.-
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-Dur-EL nodded at her information as she spoke but stopped when he realized she was simply rambling on and on. He picked up the container she had picked up from her office examining it and realizing it was pure energy so he gently sat it back down. He now knew that he had no hope of finding superman or doomsday “original” as it seemed his clones were out for his head maybe literally after the shape of the last one. He then walked over and picked the wall pack up placing it back together like a jig saw puzzle then used his icy breath to hold it together permanently.-
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She reached out to him and smiled. “Hey take my downstairs big guy I want to show you something.” she went to get up and just feel off the fainting couch and giggled on the floor. “Guess you did a good job legs dont work still though..” she then started to army crawl though slow and sloppy towards a doorway. “I know where someone is who might be able to help you but I will only give it to you in trade…” she then went into a giggle fit.
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-She looked over all the children as she stood in the back of the room. After class, all the children wanted to sit near her for lunch. She bought her lunch from the cafeteria and the teachers allowed her to sit with the students. She relaxed gracefully as she looked at her macaroni and cheese. She poked it with the plastic fork and also the mini cut up hot dogs. The children were more interested with bombarding her with questions than their food. The questions ranged everywhere from “Who does your hair?” to “Can you show me how to choke slam?” but she smiled and tried to answer each one as she heard them.
“I do my own hair. It is not safe to perform a choke slam here. Wrestling should only be used for self defense. Bullies are bad but try talking to them instead.”
She did her best to keep up all of the lunch period. She was relieved when it was their time for recess. She ate her meal quickly and put everything where they should go before following them outside to watch them play. She had a smile as kids tried to get her to come play with them, tugging on her legs though they wouldn’t budge for their tiny little arms.-
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-Dur-El walked back over and picked her up from the floor she was crawling on which odded out not sure why she was crawling when she could have walked{he dose not know she cant walk}. He found his way into the office where she typed in the code and he stepped into the elevator that creaked but held his weight. He watched the bat cave come into view and he jumped down to the ground from the elevator not wishing to wait for the slow moving thing and he couldn’t stand the odd music that had been playing. He lead her over to a table and layed her down before he stood back and began to explore the cave.
He would vanish from her sight as he began to look over everything stopping in front of the giant coin and he rubbed his hands together and tried to pick it up getting it a couple inches before having to put it back down showing that he wasn’t as strong as his fellow Kryptonians just yet but he was growing as the days went by.
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“WEEEEEEE” she said as he jumped out of the elevator onto the ground and then sat on the table and kicked her legs off of it and smiled the drugs having finally gotten to her fully and swayed. “Pull up file 978CD2 Alpha and cross reference with file 286PC CK” as she spoke the massive computer at the other side came to life and pulled up two files one on a man named Clark Kent and the other on Dooms Day in these where full reports of both beings and last known locations. “That should help”
Finally a chopper landed behind him and he sighed standing up he lifted his hands then lowered them as the vines receded and the holes where filled with plant life that would decompose into dirt and no pipes or wiring. “Alright back to my cage I take it?” he asked the cops and they walked over and handed him a file then they hopped up into the chopper and flew off. He opened the file and looked over it. “I see I guess I should go check it out.” he then started to walk down the side walk hands in his air some men even whistled at him as they looked at him form behind not having seen the front. shaking his head he sighed and just waved so many had mistaken him over the years at the arboretum that it didn’t bother him anymore.
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-Banna continued to keep her eyes on the children as they seemed precious to her. She followed the children out onto the playground, them mostly wanting to see how many of them she could possibly lift. Three children hung onto each of her arms as tight as they possibly could. She also had a couple children on each leg and a few hanging from her neck and body. She was basically a human jungle gym to them. She could tell the teachers were a bit worried but she made sure the children would be safe.
She made sure not to break any of the equipment or sink her heels into the ground. She had all the children get off of her when the bell rung and followed them back to their classes. She watched them carefully to make sure all of them were heading back. She made sure to stay in the back of the class and take in what the teacher was teaching the children.
Once the final bell rung, the child she first promised came up and thanked her. He was certainly going to be popular for having her come to the school. She then spotted the child that she promised to head home with. She took his hand and started walking home with her. She could feel him hesitant and shivering. She knelt down to him and placed a hand on her shoulder, “Do not worry, you have me with you.”
He smiled and then kept taking her home with him. He seemed very confident now but said to her, “If you kill them, will you be my mommy?”
She stopped short. That was the oddest question in the world. She took a deep breath and answered as she walked with him, “Sure.”-
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-Dur-El read over the data gaining the knowledge and how his father had become so powerful and wondered if his own death will bring him new strength. He steamed wondering if there were any Kryptonians left on this planet he walked over and pounded his head on the stone wall causing it to bleed but it quickly healed his skin becoming more stone like then before. He then walked over to her and crossed his arms”now for your end of the bargain, keep it simple or im gone and when I want to vanish you’ll never find me”.
He was still wary of this woman after what was done to him at Lexcorp so he kept his distance with his arms crossed over the armor that held the crest of EL.-
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By the time he was done and done banging his head against the wall she was starting to calm down. “What I want?” she smiled and then bowed her head. “Is simple in it of itself. All I want is whats left of Lexcorp’s labs. Dont worry I would never put you in there. In fact I don’t think any person should be held in a lab against their will I have seen it destroy a great many great men.” she said with a sigh. “hey When where you put in that lab anyway?” she asked curious now wanting to help him as best she could she may not be able to fight and help the city anymore but he probably could. “Tell you what I will help you in every way I can. Even if that means shooting you a few times… With your permission of course.”
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-She followed the child the whole way to his home, him bringing her in and sitting her at a dinner table. She noticed the home was nice, cleaner than a normal apartment that she was used to. She watched the boy go nuts trying to clean and do chores. She finally noticed the bruises on his arms hidden under his sleeve. She spoke to him calmly, “Stop… Why do you have bruises?”
He looked at her and said, “I told you, but please, let me do my work or I will get more!”
“You won’t…” She held him gently and close, “I am here and I will protect you.”
The boy nodded and stayed next to her as they waited for his parents to come home. When they did, they stopped short and glared at him. “Who is that?!”
“A wrestler!” He said and hugged onto her arm, “And my friend!”
“Release her and go with your father right now! You know you shouldn’t surprise us with a visitor!”
“The boy will be going nowhere,” She spoke to them in an angered tone. “If you are to punish him, you can do so in front of me. If it is illegal, I will not allow you to do so any more.”
“What we do in OUR home is OUR business,” The father of the boy said.
She took a deep breath and glared at him, “Do not do this to the precious boy. I will call the cops on you.”
The father moved to a different room as the mother said, “Why? He is none of your business!”
“It is all of my business,” Banna spoke harsher and she looked at her in the eyes. She reached for their land-line and dialed 9-1-1. “Hello, I will need cops and an ambulance or two. Domestic disturbance.”
She gave the address and they all heard a gunshot. The father shot gunned from a distance Banna’s side. Her flexing caused the bullets to get stuck in her. She didn’t bother to hold the wound as she turned and grabbed the gun, snapping it in half and punching the father in the abdominal, instantly knocking him out. The mother had grabbed a knife and started stabbing Banna in the back, her slamming the mother on the ground and knocking her out. She took a gasping breath and saw the pure shock on the boy’s face. She went over to him carefully and hid his face on her chest.
“It is alright,” She whispered calmly, “They aren’t dead and I am not hurt.”
She stayed as still as possible, waiting to hear the sirens of the police and ambulance. She was taking deep ragged breaths. She whispered to him carefully, “Tell the police that I am your mommy and you can come home with me.”
The boy looked up at her and nearly cried, the sirens finally nearby as the police came in and checked the premises. The boy did as she said and called her mommy, allowing him to go to the hospital with her so he wouldn’t be alone. He held her hand through the entire trip there.-