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Post by Kon-El on Oct 3, 2016 16:11:42 GMT -5
It had been a week or so since Kon found himself in an unfamiliar world. No one had heard of him, and they should've because he did a world tour as his own hero after Superman came back. New York was definitely one of the stops. He remembered the streets clearly, the layout was the same. Just the people weren't. It was pretty trippy cause he heard there was a Batman running around. Not that he could probably find him. For a man running around in a giant bat suit, he was pretty stealthy.
But for now, Kon was dealing with his new surroundings. People there didn't like super powers which was hard to believe. How could you not love super powers? He hated walking everywhere. It was so slow when it was much easier to use his speed or fly. Still for the most part he wandered down the streets on foot. Not that it made him blend in. The red and blue suit and the big S shield on his chest and back were hardly inconspicuous. Not that Kon cared. He was Superboy, other than the name he was just given, which was alien for the record, he didn't have any other identity. And he wasn't going to stop being Superboy any time soon.
At this point he was used to getting glanced at oddly from passers by. But the young clone noticed people were looking up rather than at him. Curious he peered up too to see a figure of a man high in the air. In this world that was definitely an unusual sight. Deciding to investigate, Kon leaped into the air. His tactile telekinesis took over and lifted him closer to the person up in the sky.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2016 17:16:17 GMT -5
This day would be a day not long forgotten by any observers.
General Zod stood there observing all of the insects below him, but then was interested as one of them began to float up to him. Zod scanned him with his x-ray vision and noticed his less than Kryptonian molecular density. Zod in turn spoke to him in Kryptonian.
"Are you of the homeworld boy?"
Right after he spoke those words, his eyes widened in anger as the focused on the symbol on his chest. It would be clear to the boy what he was looking at when he got angry.
"Child of the house of El.... why are you here?"
Once Kon took a full look at him, he'd see a man who is 6' 4”, and a build of nearly 270 pounds. The man would have fair skin, and salt ?& pepper hair. He was dressed in an extremely expensive looking nazi SS officer's uniform with the nazi symbols replaced by Kryptonian ones. On his shoulders sat a crimson cape, with a fir top. On his collar and shoulders were the 5 silver stars each, or his rank insignia.
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Post by Kon-El on Oct 4, 2016 15:01:39 GMT -5
The man standing in the sky looked like he belonged to some military. He didn't have a fade uniform on, and there was no handler to be seen. Still Kon watched him from a cautious distance. At least until he spoke gibberish. His mouth hung open with a blank look. "Uh.... What did you just say?" He asked in plain English. He may have Kryptonian DNA in his body, but that doesn't mean he speaks the language.
The look of anger wasn't very comforting. He followed the man's eyes to the S on his chest. "What? Is something wrong?"
The man's stare made him uncomfortable. No one had heard of Superboy in this world, so why did he get so angry at him? He crossed his arms and puffed out his chest in hopes of looking tougher. "Do we have a problem dude?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2016 14:23:05 GMT -5
The events about to happen could be crazy.
The Kryptonian special forces officer uncrossed his arms, and stood with his fist at his hips, just before speaking in English.
"Well I guess that answers the question of whether or not you are from Krypton. Why are you wearing the crest of the house of El on your chest." Zod moved slowly towards the boy before speaking in English again.
"Only a Kryptonian should be wearing an outfit like that, and only a member of the House of El should have that symbol. EXPLAIN." That last word would be clear to any observer, that while he wasn't yelling, he was clearly speaking firmly, and demanding an answer.
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