Superior Girl
By the Elder Barry erctwo@aol.com
Superman bends the knee


SUPERIOR GIRL

(Will Kal-El bend the knee)

Astronomers, scientists, and astrophysicists from NASA and from around the
world had been tracking the path of what appeared to be a small meteor, a
small meteor that was on a collision course with the earth. The space rock
wasn't big enough to cause real catastrophic damage. However, depending on
where it crashed it was likely to eviscerate more than a square mile of the
Earth's surface. Should it crash into a populated area it could take the lives
of thousands and thousands of innocent people.

... Who you gonna call?

World leaders called upon Superman, the self-proclaimed Protector of the
Planet, to intervene and once again 'protect the planet' from a potentially
disastrous event. Without hesitation the Man of Steel sped up to the
descending meteor only to discover that the meteor wasn't a meteor at all.

He knew not what it was but he knew for certain it was man-made or more likely
alien-made and in no way a natural phenomenon. He also ascertained that the
'meteor' weighed about 100 kilograms; slightly over 220 pounds big enough to
warrant genuine concern.

He flew alongside the object, placed his strong hands on the side of the
fast-descending space thingy. He pushed and shoved as hard as he could hoping
to change its predetermined trajectory. Rather than veer off course the object
actually picked up speed still hurtling itself in a direct line towards the
surface of the Earth.

Superman immediately headed back to his adopted home planet, acquired two
nuclear bombs, flew back to the object, affixed the bombs to its sides, and
watched as the bombs exploded. Inexplicably, the object was unharmed and
continued its rapid descent.

Out of options, Superman rendezvoused at the United Nations Building in
Washington D.C. with world leaders and awaited the inevitable, all hoping and
praying the impact would cause minimal damage.

The object accelerated its speed while minimally changing its trajectory. Now
it was on a direct course to collide with D.C. within minutes ... until it
wasn't. The object reduced its speed precipitously as it hovered over the U.S.
Capitol until it finally alit in front of the U.N. Building where it was
immediately surrounded by a phalanx of highly trained military men.

Superman approached the now stationary unidentified flying object with an
abundance of cautioned. He examined every inch searching for an entrance or
exit door but found the object to be a seamless. If the object were an
interstellar space capsule, he could find no evidence to support that
assumption.

The military kept vigil over the 'capsule' for six hours when a previously
unseen aperture slid open and an exit ramp lowered itself to the ground. A
smallish hooded humanoid wearing what on planet earth would be called a
jump-suit pranced down the ramp waiving to the numerous Earthlings surrounding
the object.

"Welcome." Superman approached the alien extending his open hand signifying he
was without a weapon. "My name is Kal-El." He pointed to his chest offering
his Kryptonian name; he knew not why.

"Kapono blurb Cannock." She responded and waited silently for Superman to
speak.

The silence was deafening until it wasn't.

"Please, forgive my attempt at humor." She bowed graciously. "I'm named
Genesis and I am the beginning of a new revolution."

The clearly female alien removed the hoodie from her head revealing long
lustrous blonde hair that tumbled down to and around her shoulders. Her eyes
were an incandescent bluish-green color not often seen on an Earthling.

"The people of my planet have been monitoring your video and audio
transmissions for years. We've learned much about your ways, your many
languages, and your questionable moral turpitude."

Without further discussion Genesis, who on her home planet (Naboo) was known
to her people as Superior Girl, was escorted to a luxury hotel room where she
changed into a different colored but identical loose-fitting jump-suit before
heading to the dining area where she was treated to a gourmet meal consisting
of wagyu beef, Maine lobster, baked potatoes with all the trimmings, sumptuous
organically grown vegetables.

Not having a clue relative to her dietary needs and preferences the chefs
provided her with everything imaginable. All involved were eager to observe
her reactions and learn her intentions; the use of the words ... questionable
moral turpitude and new revolution resonated throughout the world and were
concerning to all.

Sum Yung Gai, the Secretary General of the United Nations, along with leaders
and representatives from all of the major countries in the world were gathered
together to greet and learn about the intentions of the female alien who had
arrived on earth in a technologically superior and seemingly indestructible
space craft.

The feminine space alien exhibited a voracious appetite eating everything in
sight exhibiting unbridled delight. Complimenting each and every dish with
aplomb she partook of seconds all around. In addition, she displayed a
remarkable knowledge of current events and world history going as far as to
discuss and critique movies and television shows

She laughed out loud when she admitted that her favorite television show was
Buffy the Vampire Slayer; her favorite episode was the two-part pilot show.
She shared her thoughts with the leaders of planet Earth. She stated
unequivocally that the only adult on the T.V. show turned out to be prescient
when he spoke the final words of the episode.

"The earth is doomed." She offhandedly intoned how right the man had been ...
"THE EARTH IS INDEED DOMED ... and you will all soon come to realize how
prophetic the man had been."

"People of Earth." As Geneses stood she commanded the room with her presence.
She quickly explained why she had come.

"The Naboo the world from which I come is a predatory planet, a planet that
scavenges the galaxy for vulnerable worlds from which we can appropriate
natural resources; resources we require for our continued survival."

"Take solace in knowing you do have three choices." She began to move about
the room. "Not whether or not we will subjugate but rather how that will come
to pass."

You can surrender and live under our rule.

You can attempt to fight us ... but that will result in the needless deaths of
tens of thousands if not millions of your people.

You can opt for a 'single combat solution' wherein each of our civilizations
chooses a champion to represent our respective planets and engage in a
mano-a-mano contest to determine the fate of your planet.

Once the world leaders considered the technological superiority demonstrated
by the advanced high-tech properties and seeming invulnerability of their
space-craft; the ship's aeronautical capabilities were so far superior to
those of Earth the leaders were given pause. The assemblage was strongly
influenced when Superman described how the ship withstood, unscathed, the
destructive power of Earth's most powerful weapons, two 1.5 megaton hydrogen
bombs. Together, they concluded that Earth would stand virtually no chance
against Genesis and her people ...

Outright surrender was never even contemplated ... The English Ambassador,
Henry Patrick, said it best when he quoted a distant colonial relative ... I
regret I have but one life to give for my world.

The clearly flummoxed and worried world leaders were beside themselves.
Geneses had allotted them very little time to decide on their best option ...
Which they did ... Coming to a unanimous inescapable course of action ...

There's ample precedent in world history documenting stories where waring
states decided battles by single combat; Paris vs Menelaus ... David vs
Goliath ... etc.

They unanimously agreed that their best course of action would pit Superman
against their champion.

At the insistence of Genesis, the bout would be televised world-wide with an
expectant viewership of seven-billion people and an in-person audience of
well-over 90,000 people filling FedEx Field home of the Washington Football
Team to capacity.

Genesis was guided to the ring by two well-dressed FBI escorts and two burly
'security' guards. She was wearing a full-length bathrobe she had found in her
well-appointed hotel room. She looked so small as she tentatively entered the
ring.

Superman was already in the ring, dressed in his universally recognizable
uniform colors; Persian Blue, Canary Yellow, Cadmium Red, and some black
dwarfed his alien opponent. He was engaged in deep conversation with his
second, Batman.

The entire world gasped in unison as Genesis removed her robe to reveal her
nearly naked lithe and sensuous self to an impressed world. She was almost
naked clad only the skimpiest pink string bikini-esque outfit imaginable; her
top covered only her nipples and her thin thong was nothing more than
dental-floss for her ass.

She stood motionless. However, her 5-4 frame burst forth with layer after
layer of thick, pulsating, incomprehensible muscle texture that covered her
entire body. Superman was mesmerized and couldn't decide were to look. Her
breasts were larger than just large and defied gravity, her overly muscular
thighs were intimating, her diamond-shaped calve muscles defied description;
suffice to say that every woman watching was envious and every man, young or
old, was managing the beginnings of an erection.

When the Goddess like alien effected a double bicep pose massive mountains of
muscle erupted from her arms forming sculptured biceps of cartoonish
proportions emulating a parody of a satirized distorted muscle man.

"Jesus!" Batman's observation and vocalization did nothing to assuage
Superman's growing concern. "Holy mother of fuck." Batman was impressed and
said as much. "The woman is impressive."

The mutually agreed upon referee brought the contestants to the middle of the
ring an offered instructions and rules of which there were none.

"Don't worry big boy." She grinned at the Man of Steel. "I won't hurt you."
She grinned some more. "Too much."

Superman wanted to bring the fight to her. He quickly rushed her and began
pummeling the alien with devasting rights and lefts to her head and body.
Genesis covered up as best she could but she was absorbing tremendous
punishment. With the fate of the entire world on his shoulders Superman gave
no pause and mercilessly continued with his onslaught.

The alien appeared to be near defeat before ever having offered any real
resistance. She hadn't thrown even one punch seemingly completely occupied
with attempting to defend herself from Superman's unrelenting assault.

"Finish her." Batman was getting suspicious. "Finish her NOW." The Bat was
concerned because the tiny but muscular alien had absorbed everything super
had thrown at her and she was still standing.

"NOW." He screamed.

"Is that it?" Genesis lifted her head up before forcibly shoving her
Kryptonian advisory in the chest sending him head-over-heels half way across
the ring where he landed on his back.

The standing room only audience and the billions of heretofore cheering
earthlings had been thrilled with Superman's fast overwhelming start. However,
the crowd in the auditorium and those watching from home on T.V. were all
startled and frightened as was an overconfident Superman who was trying to
make sense of the current situation.

The citizens of earth were becoming more and more uneasy and less and less
confident of Superman's ability to protect the planet. Most were terrified
while some were less so, some were actually silently rooting for a new
beginning, maybe the aliens would be more generous and sharing.

Genesis pressed her advantage over the stunned Superman who was just beginning
to rise to his feet readying himself for her next move. He hadn't needed to
wait very long because the alien muscle woman's next move was to literally fly
across the ring with her left arm swinging round and round like a
sledgehammer; with her clinched fist she pounded the top of his head as if she
were playing her own private game of whack-a-mole; her fist was driving the
man down to the mat.

However, a split second before his knees were about to touch the canvass the
curvaceous warrior delivered the most technically perfect and most powerful
upper cut ever seen on earth.

The power of the gorgeous alien woman's perfectly placed right cross shattered
and dislocated Superman's jaw bone dislodging a number of Kryptonian teeth
causing purplish blood to gush from his mouth.

A stunned Superman found himself sitting on the bottom strand of the ring
ropes trying to clear his head. Even though his jaw and face were bruised,
swollen, and misshapen he felt no real pain only embarrassment.

Superman watched the supremely muscled alien girl prance around the ring
proudly flaunting her superior musculature impressing over seven billion
earthlings all thinking the same thing ... the earth is doomed ...

Genesis demonstrated a number of muscle poses one more impressive than the
last. She even went so far as to parody Superman's power stance; she placed
her fists on her hips, legs spread akimbo, lifted her chest, and gazed to the
heavens.

"Oh hell." The alien began to laugh uncontrollably. "This was so much easier
than I had expected."

Superman's healing and regenerating powers had facilitated the return of his
superpowers in record time and the Man of Steel, eschewing his Kryptonian
ethics, attacked the alien from behind.

First, using every ounce of his superpowers he double fisted the unsuspecting
female on the back of her head several times. He wrapped his powerful legs
around her tottering torso, locked his ankles together, and began to squeeze
his mighty pythons with all of his strength.

Superman had managed to simultaneously administer a near perfect rear naked
choke hold; his left arm encircled her neck as his right arm locked the
unbreakable hold in place. He leaned back as far as he could and given his
superior height he was confident of his ability to maintain the death hold
until the alien intruder surrendered or died; he cared not which.

Genesis, remained calm even though she understood she was only a few short
moments away from extinction. Searching for counter measures in her head she
found only one. She began to squeeze Superman's left forearm until she and he
could both hear the sounds of his bones and ligaments and muscles being
crushed by her power ... snap, crackle, and pop ... could be heard throughout
the stadium.

Even though Superman was still impervious to pain he could feel the effects of
her power and the strength in his arm beginning to wane and weaken. She
managed to pry his arm away from her neck. Once extricated from the death grip
she pried his legs apart, stood up, kicked him in the balls, and looked down
at the distraught 'Protector of the Planet' and waved her index finger in his
face silently telling him and everyone watching ... no way, no how, no chance.

"Superman? What's up with you." She punched him in the stomach taking his
breath away. "Throughout the Galaxy Kryptonians are known as an honorable
people. I never expected you to mount a surprise attack from behind my back."
She punched him again this time in the nose and laughed as he spurted copious
amounts blood.

"Have the earthlings corrupted you? Are you now as nefarious and despicable as
they?" She considered the appropriate punishment and decided she would not
only beat the living shit out of the man once considered the strongest being
on the planet but she would also embarrass the once proud protector of said
planet.

She seized him under his chin, throat lifted the startled superhero off the
ground, grabbed him at his crotch and with one hand lifted him high over her
head. She began to bench press the 240-pound man like the dumb-bell he had so
often proven himself to be.

She slammed him to the floor with such force the Man of Steel found himself to
be partially embedded in the mat. She grasped his left leg at the shin and
twisted so hard his ankle snapped and was now grotesquely pointing in the
wrong direction. Genesis repeated the act on his right leg.

The man who had always been impervious to pain was now feeling pain and he
didn't like it. Not wanting to give the alien the satisfaction of knowing,
Superman attempted to hide his growing 'discomfort' from her. However, Genesis
could see the pain in his eyes and on his face and she vowed to herself that
before she was done him, he would be weeping like a baby.

She viciously twisted each of his knees causing severe grade three ligament
damage which meant that the ligament was completely torn away from the bone.
She gleefully began to use her clinched fists to pound and pound down on the
man's thighs and calves temporarily rendering his legs completely useless.

"How does that feel Stupor-man?" She stopped her onslaught just long enough to
flex her massive biceps in his face. "Pretty damn big, huh?"

She rolled him over on his stomach and began to pound on his back, neck, and
shoulders. She concentrated on his kidneys and liver sure to cause internal
bleeding ... and ... and ... then it finally happened ...

Superman, realizing he had been transformed into a living paper weight, began
to whine, whimper, and wail. Visible tears could be seen rolling down his
cheeks. The Man of Steel reluctantly tapped her leg admitting to and signaling
acceptance of total defeat and utter subjugation.

World leaders immediately followed suit and signed unconditional surrender
papers ceding power and complete authority to Naboo; the home planet of the
alien Goddess, a planet from a galaxy far-far away ... Where the Nabooneese
people knew not the meaning of the word mercy.

"Hi there." Still strutting around displaying her incomprehensible physique,
Genesis deigned to speak to a drooling nearly comatose Superman.

"You know ... The Earth really is doomed."

Not to be continued ...

Superior Girl ... by the Elder Barry ... 3,000 words