Chapter 12 - Chapter 12: [Fallen Stars] - Part 1 – Maxima

Chapter 12: [Fallen Stars] - Part 1 – Maxima

*DOOM*

White House

Washington, DC, Earth

July 2, 2012

11:00

3rd POV

"Mr. President, you wanted to see me?" Rorschach inquired.

When I made my appearance this time, I allowed a throw pillow to bounce off of me, before rebuffing the Secret Service's knee-jerk tackle with my Defense Mesh.

"Ah, Queen Maxima, it's good to see you again."

For obvious reasons, the result of our "dialogue" was not broadcast to the world at large, and Maxima herself was good at keeping a straight face. As far as anyone else knew, Maxima sought to negotiate a meeting with "the power behind the throne, Dr. Genus". The fact that no-one was calling me in my Rorschach persona 'Dr. Genus' meant she'd kept that little tidbit she'd discovered a secret as well.

"I assume you've been brought up to speed," the President hummed.

"More or less. Almerac was destroyed by the extradimensional conqueror, Brainiac, and Maxima wants a mate that is smart-enough to compete with Brainiac's Twelfth-Level Intellect. Dr. Genus, at present, is not only 'married to his work', but he is too-"

"Squishy," Maxima cut in.

"I was going to go with 'frail'," I cut back, "to participate in any sort of... 'exchange' between Earth and Almerac."

"So, then Dr. Genus is just... old?" the President questioned, trying to put a face to the genius behind so many recent innovations, as well as someone who could keep someone like Rorschach in line.

"Quite," Maxima hummed. "While in vitro fertilization is possible for someone of his intellect, and even Almeraci medical technology in general, I chose to respect his refusal to my initial offer while I pursue... alternative solutions~" she purred and looking at me with lidded eyes.

Just because I told her to keep the whole Rorschach/Genus connection a secret, didn't mean I was opposed to letting her let everyone else know she'd found a suitable "substitute" in Rorschach. And the reason for the whole "Horse & Pony" show was just to keep everyone guessing "where" "Dr. Genus" was located.

"Dr. Genus will of course lend whatever aid he can provide, since this is his problem too," I continued. "He and I personally have no problem with the Almeracian refugees making Earth their home, more-specifically America since this country was founded by immigrants, no matter what the quote/unquote "true Americans" might think. Though we do of course realize that with thousands of people with Superman-like powers, advanced alien technology, and an anachronistic warrior culture suddenly materializing, that things at the moment are somewhat... tense."

"What did you mean earlier when you said 'extradimensional'?" a Senator inquired. "As I recall, that was not in Ms. Maxima's initial debriefing."

"In summary, this version of Brainiac is not from our universe, but an alternate, or parallel universe, depending on how you perceive the Copenhagen Interpretation," I replied. "The version of Brainiac from our own universe, the 'Collector of Worlds', is far more reasonable and amiable than his other trans-dimensional variants. It's also possible that this version of Vril Dox was defeated by the superior heroes of an alternate Earth, and ended up in our part of the universe either by accident, or in search of a riper universe for conquest that wouldn't put up as much of a fight."

"Superior?" asks the President.

"Our Earth, 'Earth-16' is a far more 'realistic' world and our heroes and villains have greater limitations due to how the Laws of Physics work in this universe compared to others. So, you have some sort of perspective, there are versions of Superman across the multiverse that can move entire planets and survive supernovas whereas ours can't even budge the moon and a solar flare would kill him. Think full-on Comic Book worlds where none of the writers have any sort of consistency."

"Jesus Christ!" says the Senator sitting down, "If the New Brainiac is from one of those worlds, his powers would scale to that world as well."

"Correct, Senator Lane." I reply, noticing that the Senator is former General Samuel Lane, father of Leonardo, Lucy, and Lois Lane. "Brainiac would eventually become our problem regardless of how we interact with our extraterrestrial visitors, so it's mine and Genus' personal opinion that the best move would be to increase our defenses, and make allies with an amiable foreign species. The fact that they're immigrants should help ingratiate them to an American population at least, though when it comes to the UN... They'll just have to accept that Humans are not the only intelligent life in the universe, and that we'd have to 'play nice' with our extraterrestrial neighbors if we ever hope to become a true space-faring civilization and leave the 'Cradle of Humanity'."

"But everyone knows that Humans aren't the only life in the universe," the President replied. "We see them on the news every day."

"Kryptonian, Ma'aleca'andran, Thanagarian, Terminan," I listed off. "Superman, Martian Manhunter, his niece, Hawkman, Hawkwoman, and Icon represent the barest, barest fraction of a fraction of a percent the extent of sentient alien life in our galaxy. Let alone the whole of the universe."

"And... how many sentient species are we talking here?" the President asked, since the almanac he received only covered space-faring aliens.

"If I answered that out loud, it'd probably give Senator Lane a heart attack," I replied, knowing that he like Luthor were some of Superman's greatest detractors, even if they were more subtle about it than in other universes.

"Son, this isn't my first rodeo. Lay it on me," the former general demanded.

And so, I did, whispering the number into his ear.

A few seconds later the former general did have a heart attack, necessitating his exodus from the Oval Office.

"What did you tell him?" the President questioned.

"If I told you, you'd have an existential crisis," I replied.

Thankfully, the president took my words at face value.

"All that aside, I have yet to definitively verify that Dr. Genus would be capable of matching wits with, if not exceeding, Brainiac's," Maxima said coming back into the conversation. "The Migrant Fleet has already expended most of its fuel resources coming to this planet on my whim, so on the off-chance Dr. Genus doesn't measure up, I'll have to negotiate for my people's stay on Earth before setting off again on my own."

"Which means we should probably return to Outer Haven and see how the good doctor is doing," I replied pulling out my portal gun.

This of course caused the Secret Service to draw their sidearms at me, the President groaning and rubbing the bridge of his nose as they opened fire, only for my personal Deflector Shield to catch the bullets before redirecting them into the shooters' own feet.

"If you want, I can send some guys over whose trigger fingers aren't quite so 'itchy'," I reply as the black-suited men yowl around me holding their bleeding feet.

"I'll keep that in mind," the President replies as I create my portal, which Maxima leaps through. "One more thing, before you leave."

"What is it?"

"Maxima, she's beautiful, powerful, and smart. You'd do well not to let her slip away," he said fondly rubbing the ring on his finger.

"That reminds me for whatever reason; stay away from Area 51."

"Why?"

"Because I'd rather not do to you what I had to do to Kennedy."

" . . . Uh... Could you... run that by me again?"

Of course, by that point I was gone, leaving the room's occupants to wonder if I was just fucking with them, or if I actually had assassinated Kennedy.

I don't typically do "time travel stuff", so for the time being I'll assume not.

*DOOM*

Outer Haven: Deep Science Lab

Moments Later

"So, how did I do~?" Maxima purred as she leaned into my chest, body flush to mine.

"Brilliantly," I reply, the staged conversation going off with little deviation from what my [Prediction] Skill and the flow chart I made with it projected.

"I'll admit, I was a little weary of the idea at first, but I have to admit, watching you play the leader of the 'free world' like a string instrument, it was quite... enthralling~"

"Save it for the honeymoon," I sigh as I pull off my Rorschach mask, the two of us walking deeper into the lab. "I still need to meet 'expectations'."

"With your abilities, I'm sure you will," she said as we approached a figure in a lab coat in the back of the room sitting on the right-most seat of a large sofa. "This particular ability... Oh the possibilities~" she purred as an exactingly exact duplicate of myself worked furiously on an alien device resembling a Rubik's Cube made out of blue crystal and silver metal, its six sides comprised of nine square crystal surfaces, mathematical symbols hovering above the fifty-four faces. With each finger tap, flick, or swirl the symbols would change, floating circuit-like lines connecting to one another. At the moment the puzzle was bristling with interconnected lines, some of which had to be created so others in the chain could be begun while those behind it were discarded. To anyone below a 12th-Level intellect, the actual mechanics, let alone the solution to the Great Crystal Puzzle, would be impossible to grasp.

This one was a relatively new ability of mine, [Parallel Minds], the ability to have two distinct consciousnesses handle the processing for separate tasks. This Ability manifested rather spontaneously when I got a little too into a game of chess I was playing with/against myself; like the old guy from the animated short they put before the original Toy Story movie.

Of course, this ability was truly at its most-powerful, for non-combative purposes, once I created an inert clone of myself to control remotely.

The biggest failing of any "secret identity" sub-plot was the typical impossibility of your true self never being able to convincinglyappear "at the same time and place" as your costumed persona. Initially I planned on whipping up some LMDs, Life Model Decoys, from Marvel, for that purpose. However, once I gained the ability to run exact duplicates of the "software" that was "me", I decided to take the mindscape shenanigans of So I'm a Spider, So What? and bring it into the real world. The body was fully-functional, synchronized to my own and able to be alternated between Active and Inert states, all without the risk of it going all Blade Runner on me. Since my Aiua was Philotically connected to my duplicate, in-theory, "we" should be able to exchange sensory information at FTL speeds, making the "effective range" we could operate apart from one another practically limitless.

Though admittedly I wasn't in much of a rush to "stress test it".

True, since most people in comic book universes were complete idiots, I could get away with the 'Dr. Genus remotely controls his Sales Representative' thing for as long as I wanted. However, I could only lean into that for so long before people started to notice that 'Rorschach' and 'Weird Science Rick' were never seen at the same place at the same time either. No-one even knew what 'Dr. Genus' looked like, so the 'remote control' thing was easy enough to believe, but if I didn't do anything about my other alter egos soon, well... the last horse does eventually cross the finish line.

Capacity of giving myself my own 'alibi' aside, the major downside of using [Parallel Minds] outside my physical body was that like Tien's [Multi-Form], it evenly divided my Stats between myself and my formerly-inert clone body, as opposed to Naruto's [Shadow Clone Jutsu] which evenly divided his energy but not his physical strength. The only reason "he" could still be solving the Great Crystal Puzzle I'd received for my latest Quest, was because our sum "processing power" was able to be used, though admittedly, remotely controlling a second body, had taken a great deal of practice to get used to, and it wasn't something I'd use for combat any time soon...

"Amazing..." Maxima said sitting next to my doppelganger and looking at the puzzle in "his" hands. "You're really doing it...! One of the few definitive litmus tests to diagnose a Twelfth-Level Intellect..."

"Yeah... though it's weird as hell seeing me watching myself as I work," I hum as I set aside the "split-screen" feeling and turned my attention toward the Quest Notification I'd received.

[[Hidden] Quest – Part 1/?]

Queen Maxima of Almerac has come to Earth

Objective:

Complete the [Great Crystal Puzzle] within the time limit.

Status:

Active

Reward:

[Hidden]

Failure:

Loss of Reputation, [Hidden]

The [Great Crystal Puzzle] itself had been crafted by a rather vindictive 12th-Level intellect to test for other 12th-Level intellects, at least on paper. The flavor text revealed that it was so he'd have a way to get all the 11th-Level intellects who wanted to apprentice themselves under "Eon the Crafter" out of his hair for extended periods. Its composition was of blue Volucite Crystal and Argent-12 alloy, and had a time limit of "1 Standard Galactic Hour". Whatever the fuck that meant...

As someone approaching true Rick-level intelligence, something I became aware of was it shouldn't matter how long it took for you to solve an equation as long as you solved it in the first place; though admittedly, having a few Abilities like [Puzzle Solving] helped~ And while the item information for the [Great Crystal Puzzle] didn't say you couldn't attempt the puzzle repeatedly, I decided not to stress test the Quest Parameters, and put all my metaphorical eggs into a single basket.

"Time to solve this thing," I say sitting on Maxima's other side, my doppelganger holding out the [Great Crystal Puzzle] for me to take, the full scope of my INT and WIS returning to my core body once my doppelganger went inert, Maxima licking her lips as she looked between the "two" of us.

With my mind no longer split, I began to interconnect the differing circuits, equations, and formulae at a blistering pace. The [Great Crystal Puzzle] played like a mix between a Sudoku, electric combination lock, changing colors and producing musical sounds, with the end-goal being to make the whole thing shine white with a perfect multi-dimensional continuous equation in a mobius strip. Even someone like Lex Luthor would be hard-pressed to complete it in the time limit, and although the one from the Earth-12 DCAU was allegedly beyond a 12th-Level Intellect, the one from Earth-16 didn't have any quantifiable feats to act as a litmus of similar value.

I solved it with 30 minutes to spare, a melodic chime playing as the cube shut down, the cube transforming itself into a sphere with pointed legs so it wouldn't roll away.

"You did it!" Maxima squealed happily as I set the completed puzzle down. "The Prophetess was right! You really are the Smartest Man in the Universe!"

"Prophetess?" I hummed. Given the "dialogue" from the previous night, it didn't exactly come up why she came to this planet specifically.

"The Prophetess is an ancient immortal who can see into the past and possible futures. I asked her where I could find the smartest man to be my husband and I found you. You solving the Cube in an absurd thirty Earth minutes is proof. Even Brainiacwould require the full hour."

"So, I guess this means I really can match wits with Brainiac," I hummed, not completely sure how I felt about that. If I "peaked" too soon, I'd probably go through an existential crisis like Saitama, only from brains instead of brawn.

"Yes, which means now, it's time to negotiate the terms of our marriage."

"I thought the other night's 'dialogue' was the... negotiation~"

"That was just me getting a taste of the merchandise~" Maxima purred, leaning into me and running a finger down my chest. "Now, we nail down the... exacting details~"

"Sounds fair," I hum. One advantage of being an absurdly smart super-genius who plays [The Gamer] on a now galactic scale was that I wasn't held back by normal societal or emotional limits. The benefits of being married to a beautiful, powerful, intelligent alien warrior queen who ruled a species of "Flying Bricks" were flagrantly obvious; though I wouldn't deny that the more sentimental part of my pre-hyper-intelligent self, wanted her to come to love me legitimately.

Not that I legitimately loved her back; not right now at least, we'd only met a couple days ago. Love was something you grew intoovertime, and that "love at first sight" garbage, what people even call "love", is just a chemical reaction that compels animals to breed.

One night of utterly mind-blowing coitus, a loving relationship did not make.

"Of course, since I came to you for aid, I should probably inquire as to what your terms are," Maxima replied. As a member of the nobility, she understood that not all marriages were born out of love. In most cases on Almerac, marriages were about producing strong heirs, acquiring finances, resources, and/or power. Some marriages were purely political for the benefit of the people, but the rare few, the absolute strongest, were born from those that could grow into love; an archaic if not outdated sentiment her mother had once imparted on her.

"To put it as bluntly as possible, my life is like a Game, completing Quests for resources so I can grow in both material and intellectual wealth. I won't take on any Quests that would hurt the people of Almerac, and in turn, from time to time I will ask you to join me on some of them," I begin. "Also... I don't know if something as arbitrary as 'love' matters to you, and I doubt either of us actually loves the other right now, but if what we have legitimately grows into love... I wouldn't be opposed to that either, though that isn't a deal-breaker. Marriages among nobility vary very little between sentient species who rely on the exchange of material goods, so if what occurs between us is purely political, I'll accept and respect that."

"That... Those terms sound quite... agreeable..." Maxima replied, her eyes moistening before she blinked rapidly. "I accept these terms! In turn, I expect you to not only show authority as you and I represent the Almeracian people to yours and mine, I also expect you to perform your marital duties to the Royal House of Almerac."

"Oh, believe me..." I reply as I lift her by the hips and set her upon my lap. "That, will not be a problem~"

"I know~" she grinned salaciously, leaning down to heatedly capture my lips before coming up for air. "There might be some jilted suitors among the survivors who think themselves more-suited to be my mate than 'some off-worlder from a backwater planet in the middle-of-nowhere space', but you just leave them to me. You just focus on readying yourself for Brainiac's arrival," she finished in a serious tone.

"And on the off-chance you are bested in combat?" I quip.

"Then they gain the right to fight you for my hand~" she purred. "If they can't even defeat me, they wouldn't stand a chance against you~"

"As I recall, you were the one to have me, on the 'back foot'~"

"Oh, you know what I mean," she swatted my arm. Though the Dragon Blood had made me invulnerable, it still took a chunk from my HP Bar.

Though admittedly after our first "encounter", my [Resist Damage] Skill and Endurance stat had grown considerably~

"Though I should probably mention, it wasn't only you the Prophetess spoke of."

"Oh?"

"She also spoke of an Immortal Monster of the Fell Tree, a Destroyer who was also your greatest friend."

"That'd be Ash Grey, 'The Doomsday'."

"Ash Grey? A little on the nose, don't you think?"

"And the alliterative 'Alexander Armstrong' isn't?" I reply with the new name I'd given myself. "What'd the Prophetess say about him?"

"Not much, though knowing you are allies and it wasn't just metaphor, I find myself curious about him."

"Well... He's often surrounded by powerful, beautiful women; The Princess Komand'r of Tamaran from the Vega system, Rachael Roth the half-demon sorceress daughter of Trigon, and Jade Chan a demon Queen of the Shadowlands."

"He must be quite impressive to be surrounded by such powerful noblewomen," Maxima returned, but with a smirk. "Oh, but you need not worry about myself falling for him even if his strength exceeds yours. This betrothal between you and I isn't just for my people, I... I too, would not be opposed if what he had now grew into a more legitimate, honest love," she said suddenly looking demure, turning away before I cupped her cheek and turned her toward me.

"I hope that's what our marriage grows into as well," I reply, feeling a little bit better about the whole thing. Sure, the sex was phenomenal, beyond that even, but a political marriage with no love in it could only last for so long before something 'gave'.

"Then, to the union between the Royal House of Almerac, and the Royal House of Rosch," she said placing another, more-tender kiss upon my lips.

A Quest notification came up, but I ignored it for the time being.

"You do know that was just an alias, right?" I chuckled.

"Honestly, love, how many of those do you have?" Maxima asked with an exasperated chuckle.

"Rorschach, 'Weird Science Rick' aka Alexander Armstrong, Dr. Genus, and Rosch Royal..." I counted off. "I doubt I'll require any more~"

"Although, those do offer some interesting possibilities, in the bedchambers~" Maxima cooed seductively, the Quest Notification superimposing itself upon my vision more insistently.

[Harem Quest – Part 1/?]

Queen Maxima of Almerac has come to Earth

Objective:

Complete the Great Crystal Puzzle within time limit.

Status:

Complete – Puzzle Solved.

Reward:

[Fiancée in Queen Maxima], +200 Reputation with [Almeracian], +20 Reputation with [Politician], +50 Reputation with [Alien Women], +20 Reputation with [Nerd]

Failure:

[Deleted]

Message:

You now have 1 Girlfriend. Congrats. Don't screw it up.

'Great. The Gamer is trolling me again...' I thought as I blinked the windows away.

*DOOM*

Mt Justice

Happy Harbour, Road Island, USA

The next day - July 3, 2012

"Hello Konami! Did you miss me?"

Chirp!

While I was away, I had my brother and his girlfriend take care of Konami, my little pink amphibious G-Gnome. Connor and Megan were happy to take care of her, especially since Konami doesn't use her telepathy on Connor and only telepathically talks to Megan.

Konami crawls on my shoulder and rubs herself against me – CUTE!

Megan giggles at the sight, while Connor smiles.

"She was a perfect guest during her whole time here." says Megan "She never caused any trouble."

"Unlike Wally." says Connor, "Superhuman speed and a wet floor don't mix."

Megan winces at the memory. It must have been one hell of a mess.

"How's Lois?" I ask, having learned that Lois Lane was pregnant back on February 13.

"She is five months pregnant and doing fine." says Connor, "Clark is looking stressed."

Connor is both brother and son of Clark Kent due to being a binary clone. I call him brother as well because I don't like the idea of calling a biological 16-year-old (and chronically 2-year-old) my father. Due to his genetics, we don't even know if he will property age beyond 16. My Doomsday form is aging, getting stronger over time but never weakening.

I could still be around in 853rd Century and able to take on the rest of the Dynasty. Maybe I would see Rorschach playing four-dimensional chess with Brainiac 417.

When we all learned Lois was pregnant, Rorschach got her a present she couldn't refuse even if she could remember it. He gave her a phantom-tech invisible watch that no one can see or touch. A watch that Lois doesn't even know she is wearing and can't detect. It generates a force field that will stop any projectile fast enough or possessing enough energy to cause damage. The force field can also generate a skin tight atmosphere in case she gets knocked into the ocean or outer space. It also contains an emergency teleport beacon. This combined with the special Kryptonian nano-synthetic-weave that makes her stab proof means we hope to avoid the failings of the Injustice timeline.

I wasn't one to debate ethics, and when Superman protested, Rorschach showed him "Injustice Superman" super-murdering Captain Marvel for 'speaking out of turn'.

Captain Marvel upending the contents of his stomach onto the floor terminated further discussion.

Wally races in and I catch him with one hand, much to his shock. 11Eyes was way faster than him and I have gotten faster as a result of that battle. I wouldn't be able to catch the comic book Flash with his Speed Force FTL reality bending, but I have gotten us to hyper-sonic speeds.

"Hey Wally. Still running around?"

"Very funny. I heard you and Rorschach went gambling. How much did you lose?"

"Lose? What a strange word. I don't think I know the meaning." I say with a big toothy smile and with my shark teeth that's terrifying, "We won and never stopped winning. We even beat a minor supervillain, took part in a talent show, and wiped out some space pirates."

Wally looks envious and annoyed. I can almost taste his emotions.

"That was just the first week! Next week, I was in a Gladiator tournament where I fought against a two-headed dinosaur-turtle with fire, lightning, and crystal powers!"

"You're kidding me? Seriously, a two-headed turtle-dinosaur?" says Wally in disbelief.

"It was actually some sort of monster created by its home planet to stop the mining that was killing the planet. It failed, then it was captured and sold." I say remembering the Gourmet experience, "It covered me in a huge ball of Green Kryptonite."

"Kryptonite!? Where did it get Kryptonite!?" asks Superboy, worried about the radioactive substance lethal to him and his "brother".

"It made it. It read my Kryptonian genes and cocooned me in crystal." I say with a smile, "It was amazing. The best I have ever tasted."

"Tasted?" asks Wally.

"Didn't Connor tell you. I eat crystals." I say to the shorter speedster "Kryptonite tastes like gourmet chocolate to me."

"Oh, that such bullshit." says Wally, exasperated, "You are part-Kryptonian and you can eat Kryptonite!"

"I'm also part bioweapon and that weapon was designed not only to kill people but destroy their tech. Tech that is made of crystal. I could probably eat the Fortress of Solitude."

"Please don't. Lois says it's the only relaxing place she can find these days." adds Connor.

"So, how much did you guys make?" asks Wally

"Half a billion Venturan Casino Tokens." I say with a creepy grin, "I made about 50 million"

"Half a... Are Venturan Tokens worth anything on Earth?"

"We had them converted to mineral resources. We made 3.3 USD per Token."

Wally does the match in his head, then passes out. His grey-skinned friend just made one hundred sixty-five million in two weeks.

*DOOM*

July 7, 2012 – I donated a couple million to my favorite charities and to my favorite streamers. There responses were fun. Some were left speechless, some broke down crying in joy, and some of them freaked out. Is this what MrBeast and Jacksepticeye felt like? I think my girls approved of me donating to a Goth V-Girl who was doing a charity stream. The proof is the broken bed.

July 11, 2012 – Raven and Me went on a date in Gotham. Big Mistake. During out diner, the restaurant was crashed by angry Solomon Grundy. After I decapitated him and Raven ripped off his arms, we had to argue with the police that Grundy was not a meta that looked like a zombie and it's not murder to kill a magically animated corpse. The fact that the almost skeletal Solomon Grundy got up and ran back to Slaughter Swamp helped our case.

July 19, 2012 – Jade and Me went on a date in Metropolis. We went to a cinema (something I had never done in my previous life) and we watched the latest vampire film. It was a dark fantasy action horror film like the stuff made by Danny McBride and nothing like Twilight. The vampires didn't have little fangs, but shark teeth like in 30 Days of Night.

Trouble appeared when we left the place in the form of the K-Man - a meta criminal that can absorb Kryptonite radiation to fuel his abilities much like how Tamaraneans did with UV radiation. A criminal who could also project Kryptonite radiation against my family. Not wanting this guy anywhere near Supes, my brother, or Lois, I tore into him. I make for a pretty good vampire and K-Man's blood tasted better than the soda at the overpriced concession stands. Jade dumped the body in the shadows and the rain washed away the rest.

I'm so glad Batman can't access these files anymore.

July 28, 2012 - Blackfire and Me went on a date in Central City. You think I would learn not to go on these kinds of dates. A bunch of teenage criminals were jacked up on a super addictive serum that granted super speed. One of them tried to grab Blackfire's chest, but I grabbed him and tossed him into a wall. He didn't get back up as while the serum made him fast, it didn't make him durable. His friend tried punching me at superspeed, but broke his arms so badly I could see splinters of bone. The third tries to kick me in the nuts and also broke bones. Superman's soft eyeball can stop bullets, what makes them think the "bombs" are going to be any different?

July 30, 2012 – 'Weird Science Rick' was on television again promoting new medical advancements. This time it was an advancement in Sex reassignment surgery (SRS) which would allow former men to be fully functional women. Obviously, the artificial womb implant caused a lot of controversy. Some bigoted groups were protesting the "defilement of nature", while some LGBTQIA2+ support groups were calling it a medical miracle. There were even some weird groups that said only those who get the implants should be accepted as real women. What a mess!

And I just know that the whole mess will repeat itself when he eventually creates an artificial penis and testicle combo so that former women can be "fully functional" men.

*DOOM*

Doomsday Bunker

August 4, 2012

1st POV

Cognito Cable is finally up and running.

Interdimensional Cable and Streaming service allows Cognito Inc. to select the best tv shows and movies of the multiverse for the viewing pleasure of their audience, or just tv shows in-generalfor anyone who wanted "original content".

There are movies of every genre with legendary directors, screenwriters, and production companies. Every single film is either a 5-star multi-million-dollar blockbuster or instant cult classic. Old westerns starring the best of the west films. Science fiction films that were perfect adaptations to the books they were based on. There are shows of every genre with the best live action tv stars and best animators for the animated shows. There is even a channel for selling Cognito merchandise hosted by a 3D animated VI version of Rorschach's "Weird Science Rick" Persona dumbed "CC Rick".

CC Rick Advertisement.

"Yo! This is CC Rick! You're watching the best movies and shows in the multiverse! You pick what you like and we drown you in visual paradise! You want watch to westerns with the best actors you never heard of? You got it! You want watch earworm music videos with singers you never heard? You got it! You want to watch science fiction films that will wow you over and over again, even in this world of caped aliens and mad scientists? You got it! You want animated shows that would win a thousand awards, but not pay too much? You got it! You want to live as a couch potato but not get fat, call Cognito Medical."

The shows and movies are strictly filtered and regulated to protect the viewers. Intellectual property that exists in the Earth-DR (the Doom Rorschach version of Earth-16) is filtered out since we don't want to ruin artists and companies in this world. Actors in this world don't appear in the cable films, but some films are sold to studios. What company wouldn't want a million-dollar blockbuster without the expense of making it?

The other things that are filtered are severe world differences. I'm not talking about the horrible 4kids dubbing and censoring, I'm talking about political agendas, real world events, racism, and worse. There are worlds where children animations promote the institutionalized racism and philosophy of fascist dictatorships. There are worlds where Disney animated shows are more sexually explicit than most R-rated movies, let alone their films. There are worlds where Chef Cthulhu teaches his viewers how to prepare themselves for sacrifice and due to a Cognito-hazard you would begin to rub yourself down with garlic butter.

"WildC.A.T.s , WildC.A.T.s

We've got invincible power~"

"It was the 90s. I used to watch this show despite its horrible time slot. This and Skeleton Warriors."

"Bragging theme?" asks Max, turning down the volume, sitting next to her sister Priss. We are currently watching the first episode of WildC.A.T.s 1994 cartoon

"It was an early 90s cartoon."

"I can't believe I'm running around in Purple and yellow spandex." says Priss, face in hands.

"You look great no matter what you're wearing."

"Trying to expand your harem?"

"I'm telling like I see it." drinks from a glass of milk, "Also, I don't expand the harem, the girls decide that on their own."

"Your stamina must be inhuman." says Max.

"My Stamina is limitless. I don't need to eat, drink, sleep, or breathe." I say with a smirk, "I regenerate any damage instantly and I don't get fatigued."

"So why are you drinking the milk?" asks Max

"I love it! I've been drinking Milk for over forty years and I have no intention of stopping. I'm just glad I wasn't reborn as a lactose-intolerant character."

After the episode.

"It wasn't too bad." says Priss, "Tho I was really soft spoken and got surprised too often."

"It plays like a propaganda film, strict lines of good and evil." says Max

"I know. In the comics Kherabim were expansionists and there were Daemonite ghettos. The Daemonites are now annihilated, but we don't know shit about the current Kherabim beyond what's in the Galaxy Almanac that Rorschach brought back."

I got my Interdimensional Cable from Neo back on December 11. Deluxe Interdimensional Cable complete with a DVR that can hold one yottabyte. A full HD video of twenty minutes will be anything from eight hundred megabytes to two gigabytes and I have quadrillion gigabytes. It would take me 38 billion years to watch a yottabyte of footage.

I later learned he accidentally gave me a Type V Computer Core. The Type One core found in Standard Boxes can hold a Terabyte of data or over one hundred sixty-six hours. The Type Two can hold a thousand times more at one Petabyte. Then it goes one Exabyte, one Zettabyte, and one Yottabyte. I heard he has Type Six Cores installed on the "Outer Haven" which can each hold 1 Brontobyte, which is an absurd amount of data.

The memory core of Starship Enterprise had a storage of 3.2 Zettabytes meaning 4 Class 4 Units would be better that Star Trek's beloved NCC-1701-D.

"You want to watch the Star Trek films?"

"Are they better than Space Trek films?"

"Space Trek is cross between Star Trek and Space: 1999 that DC Company made to avoid being sued."

My CC Box is loaded with a collection of anime, animation, and live action movies. It was overwhelming being able to watch anything I want with no limitations. I watched all seasons of Invincible, a beautiful remake of complete Robotech series, Seven Deadly Sins with better animation, and collection of 5-star films that might as well been called the works of Hiroyuki Sawano. I have never been so glad to not actually need to sleep.

My CC even came with some Deluxe options. This included the DC Animated Movies, Teen Titans, Jackie Chan Adventures, the DCAU, and Young Justice (even beyond my memories). There was a lot of teasing between the girls when they saw their animated selves.

*DOOM*

House of Alex Sky

San Francisco, California

August 12, 2012

3rd POV

Alex Sky to most is an average American teenager. He's an overweight Caucasian male standing five-foot-nine with dark-rimmed blue eyes, long orange-red hair, and thick sideburns. He often dresses in a tan coat over a brown shirt, brown pants, and brown/tan shoes. He also wears fingerless gloves, bandages around his ankles, and long dark coat with metal inserts.

Alex Sky is an overweight movie and tv fanatic. He's the kind of person that would sustain himself on cheap food in order to buy more items for his expanding collections. He's the kind of person that would spend hours and hours on forums debating fictional events and science of fictional worlds. He's the kind of person who despite being a technological genius and graduate of college, spends his days inside a house not interacting with a single human in person.

Alex Sky recently became a subscriber to Cognito Cable, the "Holy Grail" of cable companies. No more bad actors, incompetent directors, or crappy special effects. He now gets to enjoy the best of the best in the multiverse! He thought he had found paradise, then he noticed something.

In the back of one of the fantastic movies, there was an animated series playing. One he did not recognize, so he captured a picture and manipulated the image on one of his custom computers. After a little work, he saw animated superheroes consisting of Robin, a hot goth girl, a flying orange girl, a blue-and-silver African-American cyborg, and a green shapeshifter. He also saw a villain that looked just like him with reality-warping remote.

Alex Sky was inspired and began to craft an item.

Alex Sky's father Gideon Sky was a businessman who build his business from the ground up. He never had time for family and left Alex to be raised by Caretakers and the TV. The only contact Alex has with his father was the monthly check his business sent to him. Alex does share his father's talent for telecommunications technology.

Alex Sky's mother was a one-night stand who became pregnant with Alex and when she learned Alex lacked her family's talent, she abandoned him to his father. What neither Gideon nor Alex knew was she was homo magi – a sorceress that specialized in Conjuration using Images. A talent that did get passed to Alex in a unique way.

Now, he holds the completed unknowingly magi-tech object known as The Remote. He's watching an episode of Star Wars, waiting for the right moment. He then presses a red button and a light hit the television screen, causing the video to pause and the image to ripple. He puts on a protective glove and reaches out. His gloved hand passes through the screen like it's a membrane of energy instead of solid glass. He reaches into the world on the screen, grabs an object, and pulls it out.

He looks at the object in his gloved hand. It's a cylindrical rod resembling the hilt of a sword. With a careful click of a button, a blade of plasma suspended in a force containment field appears.

"Lightsaber. (laughter) I'm holding a Lightsaber!"

He swings it around and, in his excitement, destroying a lamp.

"Oops. Got to be careful."

*DOOM*

August 12, 2012 – The massive immigration of Chinese people, which includes a large number of plant-based metahumans has really stirred up the politics. It's been declared that crops, even those cultivated with meta-accelerated growth and enhancement are still considered organic food as long as the genetics are not altered. This has allowed the new Chinese plant manipulators to find employment on farms under the Metahuman Asia Refugee Integration Act (MARIA). Cognito Inc. has already recruited thousands for the Organic Farms that supply his 3D Printer Cartridges.

August 15, 2012 - Marco "Mark" Mardon, also known as "Weather Wizard" was found naked in the house of Keystone City police officer Julie Jackam. He was suffering from amnesia unable to remember his entire criminal career after obtaining the Weather Wand. The only except being a one-night stand that resulted in the birth of her son Jashua.

August 25, 2012 - Lois Kent (nee Lane) uncovered one of the biggest secrets of Alexander Joseph "Lex" Luthor, when Contessa Erica Alexanda Del Portenza gave birth to his daughter – Lena Luthor (named after his sister). Lex actually beat Superman in being a father first! The irony is she wasn't looking for a story, she just randomly encountered Contessa during a shopping trip!

September 4, 2012 - In the depths of Arctic Ocean, Cognito surprised the world again.

*DOOM*

Arctic Ice Pack, Arctic Ocean, North of Canada

September 4, 2012

Rorschach in his protective arctic survival uniform stands on a hovering hexagonal platform, which is floating above the sea ice cover of the Arctic Ocean and its vicinity. It's a regular hexagon with an anti-gravity unit at each point.

He opens a large black metal container and pulls out a huge crystal.

The dark blue crystal is a Hexagonal trapezohedron. It has twelve faces which are congruent kites. There are lines of golden symbols going down each side of kite, for a total of forty-eight lines. Each line resembles a line of circuitry and glows faintly. As he places it over a ring in the center of the platform, it floats and turns like something out of a video game.

The dark blue crystal shoots into the ocean, shattering any ice in its path. Seconds later and the surface of the ice pack ripples as an eerie blue light spread from the point of impact. Slowly pillars of crystal and ice begin to rise from the depths of the ocean.

*DOOM*

Cognito City - Polaris

Arctic Ice Pack, Arctic Ocean, North of Canada

September 10, 2012

Where there was once an empty mostly flat area of artic water and sea ice, there is now a massive city of crystal. The monumental city is shaped like a colossal snowflake, over five thousand meters in length and width. Its central tower, the highest point, is eight hundred and fifty meters in height. These crystals range from transparent to black, a dozen shades of blue.

The city is far more than just a beautiful construct, it's alive with activity. There is water flowing in almost every part of city and that water ranges from normal sea water to glowing blue water. At the six points of the snowflake-shaped city, there are golden towers that look like they are made of circuitry.

"Lois Lane, or should that be Lois Kent, your over seven months pregnant, and you still came to do an interview at potentially dangerous place. Are you trying to cause the apocalypse?" says 'Weird Science Rick' dressed in Arctic survival gear. This outfit includes a huge white hooded coat lined with fake fur.

He and Lois Lane are standing on a balcony of one the higher floors of the main tower. A hundred and seventy decks of opaque crystal. Jimmy Olsen is filming with his camera nearby. He's already taken a hundred photos of the insanely huge city of beautiful crystal and lights, as well as video of the gravity-defying water shows that make what you'd find in Vegas look like a lawn sprinkler.

"No. I just wanted to hear Cognito's answer to why they built a giant city in the arctic." says Lois as she removes her coat. It surprisingly warms inside the city.

It's no longer a big secret that she is pregnant, but the fact her husband Clark Kent is Kal-El/Superman is still a big secret. A secret that is shared by the Light, the League, and Cognito. All which have worked to prevent Lois from being harmed, as they want to prevent the worst-case scenario. This has ranged from making sure the villains were neutralized before Mrs. Kent arrived to The Light have rogue villains executed.

"When Dr. Genus possessed you to talk to the people of Atlantis, he talked about solving ecological problems. The Great Ocean Cleaner blobs are cleansing the ocean of plastic and pollutants... and clothing" says Lois under her breathe. There will always be weirdos in the world. There are people who willing jump into the Blobs to experience the "cleansing", treating them like a combination of new age healing and water park. Some deliberate wear polymer bathing suits so they can be stripped of it.

"Cognito City Polaris is designed to pull pollution from the atmosphere and cool the atmosphere to counter global warming. We have already refrozen several million square kilometers of ice without harming the flora or fauna." says Weird Science Rick, looking at a tablet, "The city contains various eco-friendly technologies such as transparent solar windows, mini cleaning slimes, and even luxury residence area."

"You can control the Weather like the former Weather Wizard?"

"Yes. This technology is based on the technology stolen by Mr. Mardon to begin his super villain career, but greatly improved by the greatest mind in the world. The city was constructed using tech based on Kryptonian crystals, but superior. You should be *very* familiar with this technology."

Lois knows that Rorschach and Cognito Inc is aware of Superman Identity. The way he phrased it made it sound like she spends more time with Superman than her husband to the viewers (which is physical impossible since there the same person).

Suddenly, there is an alarm.

"Three power armors incoming." says Weird Science Rick, "On the screen"

A holographic screen appears and three huge machines can be seen flying towards Polaris. They are power armor type armed bipedal vehicles, which rest between the powered armor suits and biped walking mechs. Each unit is 3.65 meters in height and its wide shoulders are 2.33 meters in width. Each machine must weight over ten metric tons, but is moving through the air at 350 kilometers per hour.

They are within meters of the first wall of Polaris, when they pass through invisible energy barrier creating a blue ripple. All three machines dissolve into metallic liquid before striking a second barrier. If the pilots aren't dead from hitting the force field at 217.48 miles per hour, they do when vaporize jet fuel and power cells detonate.

Cognito City Polaris then shows its other defenses in the form of Sentinel Primes. These Sentinel Primes are white and blue matching the city and arctic environment, as opposed to the patriotic red-white-and-blue of the Presidential security units. A flash of their Liberty lasers exposes a group of optically camouflaged stealth hovercraft, burning away layers of layers of optical skin and armor.

"Oh my god." says Lois watching the carnage.

"Polaris is surrounded by multiple barriers as we are not going to let anyone stop us from saving the world, especially paranoid idiots and greedy fools. The outer barrier liquifies all metal without heat, the next barrier stops any matter moving above a certain velocity or possessing a certain amount of kinetic energy. The other barriers are a surprise." says Weird Science Rick with a smirk.

The computer tablet beeps.

"This is amusing. Those flying mechs were Lexcorp M11 Barbar Units and hovercraft are Black Razor ships also made by Lexcorp for International Operations."

The screen shows the stats on the machines.

[Lexcorp - M11 Babar]

Power Armor type armed bipedal vehicle

Production: Lexcorp Technologies – France Division.

width = On the shoulders: 2.33 M

weight = 10.3 t

height =3.65 m

speed = Walking: 13 km/h

Running: 70 km/h

Flight: 350 km/h

Equipped

M2A 5-2 Flamethrower

Morita Cross Heavy Machine Gun

M779 Ultralight-weight Howitzer

M648 Vulcan Rotary Cannon

LX4 Plasma Laser

Smart Rocket Pack

Phase-shift armor

"Luthor is behind this!?"

"Actually no. It's a frame up, and a poorly-executed one at that." says Weird Science Rick, as he brings up video footage and financial data. "Archer Armament. It was a major European weapons development company and was considered rivals to Luthor Technologies. The business relationship between Luthor and Archer has always been toxic. During the Paris NM incident, Archer Armaments failed to stop the nano-explosive attack and the only reason Paris still exist is the efforts of the Atom and the Engineers. Luthor immediately sold his Archer stock cheaply, which caused the traders at the stock market to panic. It dropped from 250 to 5 in less than an hour and Lex then bought it up and acquired controlling interest. Archer lost everything."

Weird Science Rick takes a breath from talking so much.

"Anton Archer wanted revenge. He had a PMC steal Barbar units from the damaged Paris facility and planned a major attack. There were major obstacles to his revenge. Metropolis is not only Luthor's city, but Superman's territory. Also, Rorschach eliminated many of Archer's supporters. The attack on Polaris was an attempt to get revenge on Rorschach through Cognito, destroy Lexcorp's image, and hopefully get Superman to kill Lex with your death."

"How did you get this information?"

"Cognito has Dr. Genus – the smartest man in the universe, a man that an Alien Queen crossed the galaxy to acquire aid from, and wiped out an army of dragons with giant robots. You think hacking his computers would be a problem, especially since his personal password was 'Archer shoots straight'? We have already sent information about him, his collaborators, the PMC, and the IO traitor."

"You're going to leave him to the authorities?" asks Lois, expecting they would send Rorschach to eliminate the threats.

"Cognito doesn't have to do a thing. The mercenaries will die from the cold if they don't surrender to the authorities with their ships wrecked. IO is a former branch of the CIA, so I expect the Traitor will be eliminated."

Weird Science Rick smirks

"As for Anton Archer, I transmitted your video feed to him and he's got so terrified of what Cognito or Lexcorp could do, he committed suicide two minutes ago."

The screen shows the view from Archer's computer camera. Anton Archer is sitting in a big business chair in front of his desk, slumped back. He's clearly dead from a self-inflicted bullet wound.

"Holy Shit." says Jimmy.

"No, that's Dr. Genus' next pet project."

" . . . I can't tell if you're joking or not," Lois grumbled. "Then again, he did say he was going to fix global warming..."

*DOOM*

September 10, 2012 - Cognito City: Polaris became world known. Scientists around the world reported a change in world climate, a cooling of the north pole and a slowing of the melting ice caps. It wasn't a complete solution, since the world needed to stop polluting on its own, but it does give humanity more time to fix their mess. There are also many scientists interested in Polaris for research purposes. Politicians complained, but that's nothing new.

There was some criticism for Cognito's callous handling of Archer's death, but a man that tries to destroy a city and murder a pregnant woman doesn't get much sympathy. Luthor sent Cognito a gift basket.

September 13, 2012 - Rorschach offered me a chance to see Polaris but I wasn't interested. Then the girls convinced me. Turns out Polaris has massive luxury rooms that make the best hotels in Vegas look like cheap Mexican motel in comparison. He even has special rooms for presidents, diplomats, and other rich and influential to visit.

After that showing against the power armors and stealth craft, it's also become a coveted vacation destination for VIPs and diplomats who want to actually relax somewhere for a change.

September 27, 2012 - The Atlantean Genomorph colony led by Alex alerted me to a problem. Abyssal Dark, an ancient demon that has plagued Atlantis since it first appeared after the sinking by Klarion. Some cult foolishly believed it was the wellspring of Atlantean magic. The cult crafted an item that allows the demon to influence he Atlanteans.

*DOOM*

Atlantean Cult Ritual Site

Poseidonis, Atlantis Continent, East Atlantic Ocean

September 27, 2012

I wonder if this is how Saitama feels.

Rorschach dropped me into the sky above Atlantis and I sank to the city below the waves. Almost immediately I was attacked by Atlanteans – all with glowing red eyes and darkened skin and hair. None of these attacks did any noticeable damage to my grey skin. Fists, bludgeoning weapons, bladed weapons, piercing weapons, and glowing magi-tech weapons all failed to stop me.

The water around me was turning red by the time I kept my bone spikes retracted so I wouldn't hurt any of the possessed civilians and soldiers. That didn't stop them from getting hurt trying to physically attack me or fragments of their own weapons hitting them.

Some of the mind-controlled masses were smart enough to create magic chains to anchor me, but I easily broke the majority of them with strength alone. The ones I couldn't simply snap, I quickly pierced with my bone spike causing them to shatter. Oddly enough negating magic chains underwater sound like the sound Touma's imagine breaker makes in A Certain Magical Index.

"What in the name of the Abyss are you!?" yells the cultist. He's not being controlled, but empowered by the demon. You can tell because he has red eyes with black sclera, instead bloody red sclera. The eyes are the windows of the soul and this guy is black as stove.

"Ash Grey the Doomsday. Immortal Monster." I reply. Before grabbing and snapping his neck. It then gets gross as when the empowered die, their bodies dissolve into something resembling chum. "Gross. I can taste it. "

Finally, I reach the center of the ritual site. The mind-controlled King Orin and Queen Mera are standing next to an alter holding Artur. The toddler is barely over 1 year 7 months and looks terrified. The Cult Leader is a tall, thin Atlantean with red-on-black eyes, gray wrinkled skin, and short gray hair. He looks like Palpatine after Mace Windu reflected his force lightning.

"Fool. All the Ocean belong to Abyssal Dark and soon..."

I punch him in the face with my bone spikes extended. He twitches as it takes time for his body to realize it's dead. I toss the body aside and pick up the demonic relic. Another baseball-size black pearl inside a setting that looks like golden corral with little markings. Apparently, dark sorcerers and cultists lack originality. I open wide and bite down. There is a roar of something ancient and evil roaring "NOOO!" and a small ripple of energy that washes the red glow from everyone. The empowered cultists also dissolve, but thankfully some of magic-users can clean the sea water of liquified bad guy.

Mera immediately picks up and comforts her baby, while King Orin talks to me.

"Ash Grey. It's good to see you!" says the King, holding my shoulder in friendship.

"You should thank Alex and his colony. They were the ones that called me."

"How did you break that demon magic item?" asks Mera, looking at the fragments on the ground (crumbs from my meal). "Those types of magic crystal are harder than any crystal in nature"

"I'm a Pro at disposing of cursed crap."

"Diana mentioned you helped destroy curse items that plagued her family, but she didn't say what extent your abilities were." says King Orin.

"Doctor Fate never told the League?" I ask, getting a confused look from Aquaman, "After that mess with Dragon King, he had me eat a thousand curse items including a pearl that contained the soul of Atlantean despot."

Most of the magic users look astounded.

"The Black Pearl of Nameless King!?" says Queen Mera.

"Nameless?"

"After what that monster did nobody wanted to remember his name. Names also have power and nobody wanted to risk summoning the Nameless King's spirit." says Queen Mera remembering her history lessons, "His successor and Doctor Fate destroyed the Nameless King's body because he threatened the natural order of the world. Since no one could destroy the Black Pearl, it was taken by Fate for safe keeping."

After a long discussion, I was made a Knight of Atlantis and given a Hero's celebration for saving Atlantis. I have to admit that Atlanteans have the best and freshest seafood. Some of the guests were wondering if I was part Shark Atlantean due to my appetite, teeth, and ability to fluently speak any Atlantean dialect.

I was joined by Blackfire, Raven, Jade, and Kitaen sisters. While I had no need to breathe, Jade cast a spell so herself, Raven, and Blackfire could breathe underwater. Apparently, the spell had originally belonged to Bai Tza, the demon sorceress of water, for when land-dwellers became her servants / slaves.

As for Priscilla "Priss" Kitaen and Maximilla "Max" Kitaen, I don't know if pseudo-daemonite physiology is really adaptable or Rorschach spliced in some Atlantean when he healed them, but they can breathe underwater.

The other interesting thing I learned was only Atlanteans not effected by demon item was the Axolotl Genomorph colony and Aspen Matthews, who was visiting Atlantis at the time.

*DOOM*

October 6, 2012 – Today, I was contacted by someone I never thought I would be willing meeting. Vandal Savage – the caveman turned immortal metahuman. He must have a lot of spies in Atlantis, which makes sense since it was his grandson that ruled it before Klarion sank it. We had a fairly pleasant conversation and he seems to respect me and Rorschach. When he asked if I believed he would win The Bet, I said Rorschach and I would rather have Vandal than Darkseid as ruler of the universe. That seemed to satisfy him.

I informed Rorschach of the conversation. I could he tell he was smiling behind his mask.

October 11, 2012 - The number of Rogues in Gotham has been decreasing. Many of Batman's former enemies have found themselves stripped of everything that made them villains, both physically and mentally. The costumes and gadgets were stolen from them and their minds wiped of the knowledge that was used to create those gadgets. Most don't even remember becoming super villains, having permanently lost years of their lives. Those who suffered from mental illness now find themselves cured beyond Arkham's ability to screw up. I wonder how Rorschach is pulling this off...

October 21, 2012 –Rorschach invited me over to the Ink Well. He wanted to show me his newest creation – HOLY SHIT!

*DOOM*

Ink Well

Location Classified

October 21, 2012

I stare at what Rorschach now has in his possession. I know he's Rick-Smart, but It never occurred to me he would create thisitem.

The Item resembles a wristwatch. Its face plate square and has a white and black color scheme. The faceplate is black with two black stripes forming an outline for the hourglass symbol. I was a fan of the earlier seasons, but I can recognize the monochrome version of the piece of Level 20 DNA altering technology.

"Is that the Omnitrix!? The Omniverse version?"

"Correct! Eat your heart out Azmuth."

"It doesn't have a million aliens, does it? You're not the kind of person that would covertly collect a million DNA samples in so short a time."

Or at least I hoped not. Sometimes it frightened me the sort of crap he could create, and the fact that the two of us discussed how to dispose of Doomsday-like beings prior to being Reincarnated into this world...

"You got me. This is actually an Omnitrix that can only be loaded with ten Alien forms. They are stored in computerized form, so there is no need for a Codon Stream. It has all the extensions – communicator, voice mail, digital watch, clothing adaptor, single-user security lock, limited universal translator, and multiple fail safes." says Neo, who for once has taken off his mask and coat. The Omnitrix is on his wrist and activates its holographic interface, "I have already run it through ten thousand simulations and tested it on ten braindead clones, so it's ready. I'm also not dumb enough to slap the watch face full-force and mess up the transformation."

I watch as a brilliant monochrome light covers Neo's body and the glowing silhouette changes. As the light fades, Neo is still humanoid but with green eyes, orange skin, and red/brown hair. As he floats into the air, his hair is covered in plasma flames. He has the same ethnicity-race, which makes sense since there are alien worlds that have whites, black, and Asians, despite never having a Europe, Africa, or Asia. He is now an Asian-Tamaranean.

"Tamaranean instead of Kryptonian?"

"Tamaraneans have the same kind of abilities and none of Kryptonian weaknesses. They can also absorb solar energy fast enough to drain a Kryptonian. Also, Kryptonian has a trait that makes cloning unstable," he said doing some stretches in a black white-accented body glove with radiating lines like an exploding start, the Omnitrix symbol on his sternum.

That makes sense in a weird way. Kryptonians are difficult to clone because their DNA is so complex that human science is not advanced enough to decipher it. Kryptonians themselves made cloning illegal after several literal Clone Wars, so I wouldn't be surprised if they protected their own DNA with some kind of gene-coding. Like what they do on Earth to stop rental DVDs from being copied.

He activates his Gamer window.

"No changes to my Gamer abilities. Enhancements and abilities granted by my new form are temporary and will leave when I revert to normal. Exception is any languages acquired by tactile linguistic assimilation: I tested this ability with Maxima and even as a 'human' I can fluently speak the multiple Almeracan languages that she can."

In other words, Maxima and Neo have been getting intimate. I wonder if having a body of steel due to that dragon blood helps. That reminds me.

"How's your dragon invulnerability?"

"Doesn't leave me, no matter the form. I'm immune to weapons even if my alien body is weak to them, so of course this Omnitrix is broken as hell~" he said turning the dial on his chest 90 degrees, the sideways hourglass extending small spikes in the cardinal directions before there was another blast of monochromatic light.

The new form is also Tamaranean, but taller and more muscular. The orange skin covered in black markings that resemble tiger stripes and his hair is now black and spikier. As he floats the flames emitted by his plasma-coated hair are brighter and hotter.

"Ultimate Tamaranean!?"

"Ultimate Starlord!" he corrected.

So, it isn't just Ben that names his alien forms.

Ultimate Forms are the evolved forms of various Omnitrix aliens. The Evolutionary Function works by placing the genome of the selected alien in a simulated scenario, subjecting it to the worst-possible threat over millions of theoretical years. In other words, if Tamaran fought a war that lasted a million years, this is the War Tamaranean that would emerge.

"Ultimate Starbolts are no joke. They do way more damage than normal starbolts." comments Neo, before reverting back to normal human and reequips his mask and coat. "The ultimate evolution function is something unique to my personal watch, but I have other watches for diplomats and ambassadors. Whoever compels you to go one mile, go with him two. Azmuth created the Omnitrix to promote peaceful relationships and communications. The problem is he made it too powerful with the 'omni' part."

"What about reproduction?"

"What do you mean? I'm the only person capable of creating new watches."

"No, I mean what happens when some diplomat turns into an alien and impregnates a native girl?" I say with a smirk, imagining an alien fleet showing up and the screen showing an alien emperor pointing at his pregnant daughter.

"Well... It was designed to promote 'relationships', and there was Rule 34 in our home universe." says Rorschach awkwardly, "Maxima actually wants me to impregnate her using my Ultimate Almeracian form."

It easier for a human/alien couple to produce a child if the human can transform into the same species as the alien partner. I can see how an alien warrior queen would desire the bloodline of a super-smart hyper-evolved super-warrior.

"Wait. Were you thinking about children when you made this?"

"..." Rorschach pauses and I can tell he is embarrassed under his amazing mask, "I made it because I knew It would be Cool. Maxima pointed out the baby-making."

I wait and let Rorschach continue.

"I think her seeing the League children has ignited her fires."

"So... What other forms do you have?" I say wanting to change the topic.

A window opens

(1) Tamaranean – Starlord

The photo is identical to the face he possessed. The powers are identical to Starfire. The ability to absorb vast amounts of UV radiation and solar energy to fuel superhuman physical abilities, flight, linguistic assimilation abilities and plasma energy projections called Starbolts. Immune to heat and cold, this form can even capable of interstellar travel. Because the Omnitrix transforms a person into the absolute "pinnacle" of that species, even though Gender Dimorphism makes female Tamaraneans conventionally stronger than males, Neo as 'Starlord' is functionally more-powerful.

"Starlord? Well, this DC not Marvel, so you don't need to worry about Peter Quill complaining."

(2) Almeracian – Hyperion

The photo looks like Neo if he were an Asian supermodel/bodybuilder. His futuristic gladiator outfit is black and silver and very skimpy. Almeracians are no joke with superhuman physical abilities, flight, and psychokinesis. His PK extends to the ability to manipulate matter and can create energy constructs out of psychic energy.

"He looks like he's from a He-Man cartoon made by the same people that made She-Ra and Princesses of Power."

(3) Ma'aleca'andran - Martian Crimehunter

An athletic Martian, looking much like most Martians in their default state, which is pretty scary if you don't know what they really look like. The big difference is instead of being Red, Green, White, or even Yellow, Martian Crimehunter is Black. Like, literally, his body is pure black with scary white teeth and red eyes. Superhuman physical abilities including regeneration, shape-shifting, density shifting allowing him to phase through solid matter or become harder than iron, flight, psychokinesis and telepathy, and Martian Vision. They are a super-OP race, at least outside the Young Justice universe where they got massively nerfed.

"Never heard of a Black Martian. Going for the OP. Wait a minute... Wouldn't the Ultimate version be a Burning Martian!?"

(4) Methanosian – "Swampfire"

Methanosians are a humanoid plant-like alien species that normally have a green and black colored body with root-like feet, seemingly holding rocks. Also, their shoulders and head have red and yellow petals. Neo's Swampfire is a rare variant with white/black floral pigmentation due to them coming from a world far darker than Methanos. Enhanced physical abilities combined with pyrokinesis, chloro-kinesis, and plant-based shape-shifting.

"You'll blend in with the other ten thousand Asian plant-manipulators. The smell would be a problem though..."

(5) Loboan (Blitzwolfer) - Howlitzer

Howlitzer is a large black furred humanoid with a wolf's head and tail. Loboan are extraterrestrials resembling lycanthropes possessing enhanced physical abilities and senses combined with sharp teeth and claws. This version appears to classical with prehensile tail, able to move on all fours, and sound manipulating abilities that can compete with Black Canary.

"Werewolves are cool and Lycans with sound powers are even cooler."

(6) Gourmand (Upchuck) - Purge

Gourmand is a small species with short stubby limbs, four-fingered hands, three-toed feet, six tubular growths on the back of their head, and three sets of gill-like markings on their face. Purge appears to be different than the Perk and Murk variants, possessing white/black skin and sharp intelligent eyes. Other than enhanced physical abilities they possess the ability to eat any substance much like I can. They come with corrosive saliva, the ability to manipulate their super-strong tentacle tongues, and the explosive vomit. Their "Swarm Gastronomy", a lesser-known power, allows all Gourmand to draw caloric energy from a shared pocket universe inside their own stomachs like Kirby's from the Kirby game series, as well as a limited form of gastric telepathy that got played off as a Star Wars reference for laughs.

"Purge. You either thinking about throwing up or Rick, Morty, and Arthricia slaughtering people."

(7) Conductoid – "Feedback"

Conductoids have black bodies with one eye in the middle of their head. They have two antennae and a tail that looks like plugs on the end, which allows them to draw energy to themselves. They have four fingers on each hand, with similar plugs on the tip of each finger. Conductoids have the ability to absorb and redirect energy, most commonly electricity. They have enhanced physical abilities and electricity manipulating abilities.

"Isn't that the alien that Ben used to stop an entire Big Bang event?"

(8) Kineceleran (XLR8) - Vect0r

Kincelerans are the speedsters of Ben 10 universe. Kinecelerans normally have blue faces and skin, but Vect0r has black skin. He has long, prehensile tails that have white stripes on them. His arms end in three fingered hands and his feet have wheels on them, which enables him to travel quickly. He also has white eyes. Anything Flash can do, he can do, plus he has a prehensile tail.

"Can you image Wally's reaction? An entire planet that can run faster than he can."

(9) Piscciss Volan – "Ripjaws"

An amphibious nightmare of any Atlantean, looking like the result of an Aquatic Genomorph having a three-way with a Martian and a Trencher. They resemble Humanoid Anglerfish with enhanced physical abilities especially underwater, plus huge jaws for biting and digging. This specimen is black and white, and vicious all over.

"You're going to give Atlantean children nightmares."

(10) To'kustar (Way Big) - "Overkill"

The Ben 10 Universe's equivalent to the Ultraman of Tokusatsu fame. To'kustar are gigantic humanoid creatures with four-fingered hands and extremely muscular bodies that generally have a white base color for their body, face, limbs, and hands with details such as their torso and legs stripes, shoulder spots, stum-like feet, head and shoulder blades, in a primary or secondary color. In this case, Overkill is black and white like the majority of Rorschach's items and forms.

"Overkill is the word. You can transform into a 'real-life' Ultraman."

"I also have some alternates loaded into a different Omnitrix. Necrofriggian, Arachnichimp, and Chimera Sui Generis amongst others."

"Big Chill, Spidermonkey, and Vilgax's species." I say, then realize something, "Wait! How did you get their DNA? Those Aliens are native to the Ben 10 Multiverse, not the DC Multiverse!"

"I opened a dimensional portal to a Ben 10 universe on the edge of the 52 Core Earths. It was a possible universe, where a Ben 10 universe and a DC Universe could overlap."

"So, you got from a fanfiction universe?" I ask. " . . . Wait, didn't you wear that to Ventura?" I ask recognizing the watch face.

"Dude, that was just a watch."

"Bullshit! No watch you ever make is 'just a watch'!"

*DOOM*

October 23, 2012 - Cognito Inc is buying land in middle-of-nowhere Texas. The lands were cheap because of how little value they have economically or ecological. Observers watched as 'Weird Science Rick' controlled by mad genius of Dr. Genus summoned giant mechanical sandworms. Those giant biomechanical constructs devoured tons of arid dry soil and stone, crapping out perfectly formulated fertilized soil. The massive worms then dissembled themselves into the walls and facilities of a huge farm. The last surprise was a group of one hundred Chinese plant manipulators turning the massive plot of dark soil into a verdant lush farm. He made a Farming town in ten minutes, when it usually takes mundane people a hundred years.

October 24, 2012 – Chinese Organic Farms were attacked by a hate group. These fools believed the Chinese immigrants were taking jobs from "Real Americans", not considering the reason they didn't get good jobs was because they lacked qualifications; or that most "Real Americans" were descendants of immigrants. The hundred plant-manipulating metahumans could have defended themselves and their families, even if the attackers would have tried to frame them for it. Instead, Cognito revealed the Farms are protected by Iron Guardians, the upgrade of the Iron Legion the same way they Sentinel Primes are upgrades of the original Liberty Primes.

There was much bloodshed.

October 30, 2012 – I was invited to a Halloween Party. The girls want to go and I think I terrified them with Cognito Cable collection for Halloween. Who knew that Blackfire would get scared of Japanese horror anime?

*DOOM*

Halloween Party

Happy Harbour. Rhode Island

October 31, 2012

5:41 p.m.

1st POV

The Halloween Incident nearly killed Halloween in the United States. Many people were killed, many went missing, and many were irreparably changed. A magical supervillain (in reality a Lord of Chaos) transformed people into their costumes and many of those costumes weren't supposed to last a horror movie.

In order for teens and children to enjoy there night of candy and chaos, new rules had to be made. The rule is only dress as something you would want to become in case there was a repeat of the Halloween Incident. This means no murderous vampires, rotting zombies, savage werewolves, vengeful ghosts, cursed mummies, malevolent demons, or slasher movie killers. There are many trick-or-treaters dressed as their favorite superheroes, reformed supervillains, and superhero versions of themselves. There are also many dressed as more mundane costumes such as soldiers, firefighters, doctors, and police officers (the heroes before the age of superheroes).

I'm currently dressed as myself with gray skin and black biker leathers. The only differences are I'm restricting my size to only seven feet and I'm wearing the crest of the House of El, Superman's "S" symbol. When people ask what I'm dressed as, I reply "Badass binary clone of Superman and human". Most say they don't know why I'm gray.

Raven is dressed in a sexy adult version of Teen Titan costume. When asked I reply "Half-demon sorceress who fights against evil like her father."

Starfire and Blackfire are dressed in sexy adult costumes, looking like Starfire from the comic books. "Alien Warrior Princesses turned Earth Heroes" is considered very original.

Jade Chan is dressed a very adult version of her original "Queen of the Shadowkahn" dress. "Queen of Shadows" raises a few eyebrows because she looks like a demoness, but I mumbled something about "Hong Kong martial arts films" and people calmed down.

As for the Kitaen Sisters, they dressed in identical versions of their WildCATs uniform. Dressing as a hero version of yourself and "Part-alien superheroes" are actually considered somewhat common.

The Young Justice Team is here dressed as themselves – Gotham vigilante, cape-less Kryptonian, female Martian Manhunter, Flash, female Green Arrow, black Aquaman, and Zatanna Zatara dressed like her father.

There "Justice League" costumes are not unique. There are dozens of Kryptonians, Amazonians, caped Vigilantes, colorful Archers, Flashes, Atlanteans, Magicians, Green Lanterns, and a few Thanagarians. There are even people dressed as Black Canary, Black Lightning, and Plastic Man.

There are some dressed as The Atom and the Engineers. I have to wonder how they managed to get away with that since the Engineers are essentially wearing metallic body paint and headdresses! The Engineers don't really wear costumes, as their skin is covered by nanomachines. The layer is so thin, you can see the outline of their nipples.

There are even some dressed as Rorschach, but their masks don't look good, making them look like The Question. Rorschach told me if anyone transformed into Rorschach, they wouldn't become him, but a water downed Walter Kolvac or Reggie Long. Still horrifying, but at least someone random won't get the Gamer and Rick Smarts. How he pulled that off, I have no idea.

The Gen 13 Team is here dressed as themselves, as early 90s superheroes. Well, Caitlin, Rainmaker, Burnout, and Sublime are dressed in "costumes". Roxy and Grunge are just dressed in normal clothing. Currently, Roxy and Grunge are talking to Chinese girl dressed as a heroic Asian version of Poison Ivy. Burnout wandered away, Rainmaker is talking to a rather short Amazon girl and Sublime is trying to get a barbarian hero to go away.

Caitlin is sitting next to me, offloading her problems. Normally, I wouldn't care that much, but this party is not exciting me and the girls are talking with some other girls.

"Evil me really messed us up. Dr. Caitlin Fairchild not only decided to work for bad guys making metahuman weapons, but she even included herself in the mess. I've always been smart, doing the advance work to get into a good college, but why did the other me turn into a mad scientist." says Caitlin as she drinks some sort of fruit drink, "Did you know that bitch messed with our psychology, even our sexuality!? I mean making it so we don't drink or do drugs is one thing, but why a harem girl."

I don't say a word and let her continue.

"You know Sarah is bisexual. Those comic books probably loved to show that off. Dr. Fairchild made it so all the Gen 13 subjects are bi and willing to share partners! The headquarters has become like something of 80s sex comedy. I went from totally straight liking older guys to looking at my own teammates!" says Caitlin on the verge of crying, "Why!? Why did that bitch mess with her own clone's mind!?"

"If I remember correctly, Gen 14 was originally designed to act as breeding stock for the batch before them, so maybe Gen 13 was created to breed metahumans." I theorize, feeling confused.

"Oh, that's just great." she says with thick sarcasm, "She turned her clone into a super strong bisexual baby maker. I bet when I pop them out, I can get distance."

I don't smell any alcohol in her drink, but this mental collapse doesn't feel quite normal. I look around the room and I notice things are getting heated.

I never went to parties as they were never my thing. The closest I got to a wild party was one at a neighbor's house which I left because the smell of drugs was making me nauseous. Even with my limited knowledge, I can tell this party is getting out of control. Making out in a dark corner is one thing, but some of these party goers are ready to strip and bang in the middle of the room.

A very flushed Zatanna runs up to me.

"We need to break up this party." says Zatanna, "My magical senses are going crazy."

"It's a lust spell." says Jade, appearing from my shadow and wrapping her arms around me "It shouldn't normally be this strong."

"Magic is easier to cast in places where magic had been cast." says Raven, also appearing from my shadow. I know I have a large shadow, but damn. "I think it's reacting to the remnants of Klarion's Halloween spell."

"So, how do we stop this place from turning into an orgy?" I ask.

"Lla Ytrap Stseug Peels" chants Zatanna, which is backwards for "All Party Guests Sleep". A wave of purple spreads out from her hands and all the half-naked teens and young adults collapse to the ground. The only exception is Zatanna, Raven, Jade, and myself.

"That takes care of this Party, but the spell is chaining through the other points." says Raven, with her eyes closed and Ajna chakra (middle of forehead) glowing a faint purple.

"So how do we stop this mess?" I ask.

"We need to find the source of the original spell." says Zatanna, "It may be amplified and scattered, but it has one source."

*Beep*

I pull out my phone and see it's a message from Rorschach. It's a map with an arrow and the words "Magical Moron is Here." I turn the screen to the girls and they deadpan.

"You have got to be kidding me." says Zatanna

*DOOM*

October 31, 2012 - 18-year-old Dexter Dixon Davis, nickname "3-D", a smart but unathletic and unpopular Senior (nerd). He had an interest in the occult and after dressing as wizard during the Halloween Event he gained actually magical power. After being humiliated by a girl he liked, he decided to cast a lust spell using a fertility statue he bought off E Bay. Big Mistake.

November 1, 2012 – The President called a meeting about America being magically roofied. Doctor Fate, Giovanni Zatara, the Atlantean diplomat, and other experts were called in. There was a lot of talk of magical regulations and proper school. I actually got to meet President Obama! I told him "I may have the hybrid body of an extraterrestrial and a human, but I have the soul of CANADIAN!"

November 5, 2012 - Jonathan Kent, son of Clark Kent and Lois Kent (nee Lane) was born. My present was having Rorschach remove every nanogram of Kryptonite from Smallville and then me devouring every last bit. I also had Rorschach make sure the baby's namesake, the seventy-four-year-old Jonathan Kent wouldn't be having a heart attack anytime soon.

November 8, 2012 – Damian Wayne, son of Bruce Wayne and Talia al Ghul was born. Rorschach made sure Batman would be there for the birth. He managed to tie up the Bat and drop him through a portal to Talia's hospital room. He went as far as to call Batman a workaholic in front of the League of Shadows. Ra's al Ghul seems to have developed a strong respect for Rorschach and Cognito.

November 23, 2012 – Cognito now has a space station. The massive conglomerate already had a spaceship headquarters in the form of Outer Haven and a lunar base in the form of Outer Heaven. Gateway Station makes the Justice League's watchtower look small and primitive.

*DOOM*

Cadmus Upsilon

(Classified)

January 20, 2013

There are twenty-four letters in the Greek Alphabet. There are twenty-four Cadmus Bases on Earth. Not all of them are 52-level structures dedicated to metahuman genetic research and development. Some of them are storage facilities for biological subjects and some of them are for the research and development of other technologies that could benefit the Light. All of them serve a purpose.

Cadmus Alpha in Washington, DC was the birthplace of the Superboy and the Red Arrow. Cadmus Beta was the birth of Ash Grey the Doomsday. Cadmus Sigma was the birth place of Gen 13 subjects.

Cadmus Upsilon- also known as Cadmus Base 20 or the Aries Site – has been producing far more in the last 150 Days than it has in years. This has all been due to the capture and manipulation of a single man.

That man is a very tired Alex Sky.

On August 12. 2012, he invented The Remote – a powerful reality-warping device that enabled him to open portals into other universes and take items from those universes. The first item he took was a lightsaber from a Star Wars film. He could get items for his collection and consumables for himself. He got to watch the best films and shows, got merchandise better than any shop would possess, and ate food that was better than any in the mundane world.

On August 23, 2012, he was eating a selection of food from Toriko and Shokugeki no Soma, when a bunch of armed soldiers burst into his house. They were led by this hot woman who wanted him to work for them. She convinced him by saying all he would be doing is helping make their collections grow.

The scientists of Cadmus Upsilon quickly determined his remote was a combination of mad science and magic due to a heritage that Sky wasn't even aware of. They also determined the remote would only work with Cognito Cable, not working with recordings or other cable networks. They also learned when a portal closed, the media reset so they could potentially take the same item an infinite number of times.

At first it was just small items, such as pieces of technology or flora from some world. Then soldiers were sent in to acquire even more items. Pieces of advance technology, extraterrestrial flora and fauna, fantasy world magical items, and even capturing characters. Sky also learned keeping portals open was exponentially tiring, so most trips were limited to a max of 256 seconds (4 m 16 s)

Doing this job sixteen hours a day, for a hundred fifty days is draining.

Alex Sky is strapped to a chair with his hair shaved and his darkened eyes behind goggles. The straps prevent him from moving or dropping the Remote. He doesn't even get to press the buttons as that is done by a robot, while he is forced to hold the remote.

"Please... can we stop? I'm so tired..."