Warning: Massive DC AU, Mary Sue Alert
All of this is a work of fiction and all characters aside from my own belong to their respective works. Any and all characters and settings are purely imaginative and don't correlate to real life events.
Enjoy!
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'The body, mind, and soul are at 25% of total alignment,' she silently noted to herself. After practicing the Demon Method today and finishing testing her physical prowess with various weights and other equipment, she felt her sense of progression more clearly.
'Instead of a few months, I'll align the body, mind, and soul within a few days from now,' she quietly analyzed. The technique's progression didn't slow down as she improved; instead, it sped up as her being moved closer to total alignment. This was because her learning ability improved with each progressive alignment.
'If that's the case, then I'm well on my way to mastering Transcendent Taekwondo and the more advanced application of the Demon Method,' she silently nodded to herself, arms crossed as she remained seated on the black yoga mat inside her massive training room.
'I think it'll take me at least three weeks to fully master it, and two more to get down Transcendent Taekwondo and the advanced application of the Demon Method technique after total alignment,' she thought, her heart racing as a large smile spread across her face. Her red hair shook slightly from the contained, endless energy bubbling within her chest.
Jane practiced the Demon Method, completely ignoring the desire to test her physical capabilities. Her cells optimized their function to their fullest potential. Her mind was augmented and enhanced to its fullest level by merging instinct and consciousness into complete union.
Her soul's augmentation empowered the mind and body with indomitable will and immense endurance, allowing her permanent access to her superhuman capabilities by enhancing the body's efficiency and making it difficult to degrade by requiring fewer resources to function.
Her soul gently neutralized the laws of physics to prevent unwanted harm to her and her surroundings with her enhanced physiology and was the prominent factor in enhancing her energy efficiency and stability within reality.
This constant focus and training made three weeks pass in a flash, as if time was compressed into a mere moment. While she was training, Stella handled Jane's company expertly and cleared out any minor inconveniences along the way.
'Phew... I finally reached full alignment,' she said, jumping away from her handstand and feeling the benefits of the technique. The sensation in her body felt complete. She quietly cataloged the benefits in her mind: 'advanced physical capabilities, perfect memory, aliment immunity, agelessness, 360-degree hyper-acute matter-penetrating senses, near-instantaneous learning, short-term precognition, perfect instincts, superhuman emotional regulation, accelerated regeneration, flawless energy efficiency, pheromone control, and hyper-thought-level reflexes and activity.' She nodded at her wide array of abilities.
Not a single drop of sweat was present on her body due to the unique oils that cooled her down and her enhanced efficiency, along with her optimized cells that moved with absolute purpose rather than pure instinct. She had finally conquered her state of being. She was no longer bound to her body's unpredictable instincts nor by the forceful hand of nature.
In turn, she felt a sense of freedom brushing against her shoulders, as if an invisible weight that had persisted since her conception was finally gone.
She made her way out of the training room and greeted Stella with a nod, as she was again busy on the phone. She went to her mother's office, picked up the magazine from the floor, and set it on the table next to the shattered purple glass ashtray. She walked to a bookshelf and pulled an accounting book along with a few others that would help sharpen her business acumen.
She headed to her room and sat at her desk. 'For the next few days, I need to get better at running a business. I already learned a few things from Stella and my mom, but it was half-hearted. I need to pull my own weight around here, and I can't just let Stella do the work alone,' Jane thought as she opened the first book and immediately started moving her eyes along the black text.
Jane's near-instant learning wasn't omniscient, as it required fundamental knowledge to grow from. Luckily, she had that with business, but she intended to sharpen all of her related skills that fell into this subject, including mathematics, psychology, and English. Every skill would be used to handle various potential situations within corporate life.
Two days passed, and her mind was filled to the brim with necessary and vital information and skills. She worked with Stella and managed the business. Stella was surprised by Jane's intelligence but smiled at her for her effort and diligence.
"Everything should be in order from now," Jane remarked, overlooking the data and the trajectory of her company.
"The company can now run itself without my involvement as long as it follows the designed path. The spoiled rats are culled completely, with my stock now being 100% instead of 97%. With my power absolute, my decisions are final. What are your thoughts on the company's trajectory?" Jane turned to Stella, who was quietly observing her.
"I see a bright and permanent future ahead," Stella nodded.
'She's right. Now I don't have to worry about what's going on with my company. The plans I set should keep me afloat for eternity,' Jane thought as she shut down her computer and headed out from her office, which was once her mother's.
'Now onto other issues.' Jane wanted to do more for this city. Starline City was infested with crime similar to Gotham City, but her money and resources could only help so much, given that the criminals were superhuman. To make matters worse, there wasn't a reliable hero in the city, as they either ended up dead or had to protect another city, like Superman or Batman.
Jane decided in her heart that she would become the city's symbol of hope. As for why criminals never attacked Jane or her company, it was due to her mother's inventions and advanced security that could easily snuff out any superhuman threats. The same technology was given to law enforcement, but even that couldn't completely take out the crime that infested the city. After all, cops were restricted by regulations and the law.
Moreover, her mother's technology in the hands of law enforcement was far more restricted to use due to the added laws imposed by the government. The reason their company was unaffected by those laws was simple: being the richest person in the world meant no one cared what you did.
She stood behind her mansion standing in view of a large backyard and fences over yonder. She took off her large trench coat setting it to the side. She wore a black shirt and leather pants both were stylish in appearance. She wore a silver necklace cross. She hopped from one foot to another her long red hair shaking and moving with her along with her clothes.
'For the next two weeks, I'm gonna train my Transcendental Taekwondo to full mastery. Although, I'm gonna have to ignore the more advanced applications of the Demon Method for the time being,' she thought as she quickly got into position.
She positioned her feet and held her arms to the side, balancing herself before unleashing a roundhouse kick. Subtle silver cracks formed underneath but quickly vanished. A slight tremor was felt in the air as a large gust of wind blew out of nowhere.
'Well, that's a bloody start.' She was mildly unimpressed, but given that this was her first time using it, it made sense.
She raised an eyebrow while stroking her chin and spoke to herself, "If I keep this up, I might make a name for myself real soon. Though the spotlight ain't my thing, this city needs hope. The question remains: how many dodgy situations will I have to go through to make a change?" She scratched the back of her head.
"I hope this ain't gonna blow up in my face anytime soon." She shook her head at her pessimistic thoughts and focused on the present.
"Regardless, I gotta be strong and smart enough to handle both." She steeled herself in her commitment.
"Training is key, unfortunately." She sighed with a depressed gaze and slouched posture.
For the past two weeks, she honed her Transcendental Taekwondo and used the hours in between to study different fighting tactics, combat scenarios, and criminals. Each piece of information helped her adapt to a wide range of situations that might come up in her vigilante career. She made a note of the superhumans in her city and had to begrudgingly ignore various crimes happening around it.
This included murders, bank robberies, human trafficking, and more. She stopped a few crimes here and there using her company's resources, but they were far from perfect without her direct involvement. If she had mastered all her skills, she would've jumped in to help, but she knew her inexperience would cause more trouble than it was worth.
During her training, she conditioned her thinking that being prepared would save more lives than being unprepared. She also studied more on psychology, forensics, and more. She needed to become extremely versatile in her field, more than someone who punched and asked questions later.
Her eyes passed through texts like a blur, flipping through pages in seconds, and within minutes she completed a large textbook and moved on to the next. Her goal was to become a flawless investigator and crime fighter, and that meant learning the required skills. She even had to expand her language to communicate without a language barrier.
She rocked headphones while an audio rang through her ears at 32 times its normal speed, the person spoke in a Russian language.
Time flew by like a fart in the wind. Her indomitable will and energy efficiency let her stay up without a moment of rest, using the 24 hours of the day to their fullest. Her eyes were without any bags, and her hair remained perfect. To her, staying up for days without a break was similar to an average person studying for one minute.
She appreciated the fact that her body didn't need to go to the restroom anymore due to its energy efficiency, which made it easier to study. She also didn't need to eat or drink for a while, and in turn, helped her keep up with her relentless style of studying.
"Two freaking weeks! I can't believe I did it!" Jane said, circling her were closed textbooks, open laptops, and resting on her shoulder were black headphones. She lay there in her living room, staring at the ceiling in thought.
She heard Stella's feet tapping against the tile floor with precise rhythm and noticed Jane's sprawled figure.
"You ignored me for two weeks and continued your reckless behavior. I thought for a second you might've gone mad," Stella raised an eyebrow. For the first few days, she grew concerned over Jane's health, but after noticing that her energy hadn't declined nor her hygiene, she marked off her worry, thinking Jane's technique was benefiting her in this intense pursuit of study and exercise.
Stella didn't exactly know what Jane had in mind at first, but after seeing her comb through books like an athlete dominating a race against kindergarteners, she surmised that Jane wanted to help out the city's crime population. Her guess was half right, as Jane wanted a direct approach and not a remote one behind regulation and law.
"Hey, mate, I need to tell you something important," Jane's eyes moved toward Stella, her deep crimson gaze containing her intensity to do better and willingness to make a change. The way Jane moved her eyes was creepy, as she didn't once move her head. Her eyes were unblinking.
Stella rubbed her temple, trying to wrap her head around the absurd plan her master had.
"You want to fight crime?" Stella calmly voiced. "Are you mad? For bloody hell, that's suicidal!" She raised her voice in surprise.
"Listen, I get that you got stronger with your technique, but you're not invincible. You can die out there. I won't allow this—" Stella was cut off.
"Oi, I'm an adult, and the only reason I'm telling you this is 'cause I trust ya. You've been with me since I was a wee high, and if you don't want to help me, then you're fired," Jane countered and turned away, heading to her mother's lab to get the necessary equipment for her vigilante debut.
Stella stood there for a moment. A young girl with red hair flashed through her mind, and she fondly remembered her smile. She saw an older woman hugging the young, giggling girl. Stella sighed and called out to Jane.
"While I don't condone this, I won't let you do this alone. 'Sides, I think your mum would curse me out if I do."
Jane turned and gently smiled, a warm expression on her face.
"Well, come on, mate, let's get this show on the road."
Together, Jane got the equipment she needed while Stella used the lab's large computer to track down any criminal activities. She had an earpiece to relay any information to Jane immediately at moment's notice.
Jane suited up with a black mask that acted like a helmet and a black, stylish lab uniform. Her outfit ensured that no skin was shown, and her red hair was replaced with a black color, made possible by her mother's quick hair dye spray product.
"Alright, let's get this show on the road," Jane's voice was heavily distorted with Auto-Tune technology, and she punched her open leather-gloved palm as she was pumped up about her plan. She swiftly exited the mansion and jumped into the air.
Silver cracks appeared beneath her feet as she bent her knees and propelled herself toward the bank. Stella had notified her that the police were dealing with a high-stakes situation, and Jane knew this would be good for her debut and for testing out her skills.
Most importantly, she would help out the people in need.
'Hope you guys like eating worm feces, because the only place you'll be going is an early grave,' Jane thought to herself. Behind the mask, a deranged smile spread across her lips, and her eyes were wide and unblinking.
She planned to be merciless and quick. She wasn't going to play around. This moment called for seriousness and efficiency; anything less would only invite misfortune, and Jane knew this all to well.
Her beliefs called for decision, discipline, and determination. There was no way she would go against them.