A Centennial To Remember

Hello everyone, and welcome to my 100th post on this blog. It seems like it's been many a (one) year since I began this online journal, and so I thought that I would regale you with a yuletide story.
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all throughout Metropolis, not a sound was to be heard, not even from Lex Luthor. Back in Smallville, Clark Kent was spending his Christmas at home with his parents and his cousin Kara, enjoying his usual time of non-superhero work. It was a merry time in Metropolis; the streetlights were adorned with wreaths, the trees adorned with lights in a beautiful, if not slightly twisted, work of art. If one were to walk to streets of Metropolis, only the slight sound of carols and good cheer would be felt and heard in the frigid night air. All was peaceful, all was quiet; all was merry, all was safe. The only caveat to all this safety and joy was that it was temporary, and oh how temporary it was. At that very moment of placidity, Darkseid, Superman's longtime foe, had broken his treaty with Highfather of New Genesis and had encroached upon Highfather's territory like no interloper ever had before. He overwhelmed the New Genesis forces, reducing them to nothing more than ash and cries for help, largely unheard in the expansive universe.
With Highfather gone and New Genesis destroyed, Darkseid now had free reign to invade Earth and continue his vendetta against Superman. Utilizing his wormhole device known as a boomtube, he rounded his army and set sail for Earth.
In Metropolis, the buildings shook and the people all became quiet as a thunderous clamor came crashing down upon the tranquil city. Darkseid's army emerged from the boomtube portals, immediately wreaking havoc upon the great city of Metropolis. Darkseid's parademons, his winged servants of death, hunted down any people on the street with an ecstatic shriek of joy. Darkseid calmly stood upon his flagship, waiting. He had prepared for this moment for years. He had built up his army to the point where not even the destruction of the universe itself could stop him. Right now, seemingly, nothing could.
A call came in to Clark Kent's home in Smallville, much to his family's chagrin. Clark's mother, handing him the phone, had a worried expression. Clark asked curiously, "Hello?" "Darkseid is here. No time for pleasantries." The voice was unmistakably that of Bruce Wayne, otherwise known as Batman. He had already set his course for Metropolis and warned the other members of the Justice League, all of whom were preparing for the battle of their lives. Clark looked sadly at his mother. "Ma...I have to go. Kara." Clark motioned for his cousin. Striding swiftly, he walked outside, his cousin in tail, into the comfortably cold air. "Clark, what is it?" Kara asked, worried. Clark stared into her eyes, trying to gauge her fear. "Darkseid." At first, Kara was taken aback. Her face then became hard and her heart only sang a tune of anger. They changed and flew towards Metropolis.
In a matter of minutes, Darkseid's towering army had razed much of Metropolis. He took no part, however; No, he would wait. He would only wait for Kal-El, the prodigal son of Earth, to appear before him. He would give Kal-El a chance to yield, though he did not desire for Kal-El to...No, he wanted Kal-El to fight until his dying breath, and Darkseid would claim that final gasp as Earth's mightiest protector fell to him.
On the streets below, much of the league had been mobilized and was attempting to fight Darkseid's forces, though to not much avail. Darkseid, however, had given his army the order to not kill any members of the Justice League. He wanted them to watch.
Wonder Woman, princess of the Amazons, fought through Darkseid's massive hordes to his ship, where he simply stood on the hull, gazing into space. "Highfather will not approve of this, Darkseid. He will make you pay. Either him, or I will." Darkseid nonchalantly turned his head towards her. "He does not have a choice anymore. You, however, will not stop me." She flung herself towards him with all of her strength. Darkseid casually reached into his belt and threw what appeared to be a small metallic object. The object seemed to transform in mid-air, growing several tentacle-like objects with a long spike in the center. The object hit her square in the chest as the spike drove into the space below her sternum. The tentacles reached around to her back, where they burrowed through her skin and wrapped around her spine. Wonder Woman seemed to stop her strength in mid-air, her face frozen in an expression of pain and anger. Darkseid knocked her to the ground with a hard slap. "You are paralyzed. You will not die, as I will give you the chance to join my army after this is over. You will be a valuable commodity." With that last word he smiled and kicked her off of the platform. Unable to muster a scream, she fell, silently. Tears began to float upward, it seemed, as she fell through the air. With a mighty jolt, she stopped falling as Superman carefully lowered her to the ground. He placed her among some rubble, looking at the device that attached itself to Wonder Woman's chest. "Diana, can you speak?" No response. She could only look at him, her eyes welling. Superman examined the device and saw that it was burrowed into her spine. "Don't try to remove it." Superman turned around as Batman walked up behind him. Batman was bleeding from his left arm and legs, and seemed to have been stabbed in his right leg, as it was being held by a crimson bandage. He knelt beside her, grimacing. "She'll need microsurgery. I'll take her to a safe-" "SUPERMAN!" Darkseid's thunderous voice seemed to pause the calamity in the streets. The platform he was standing on detached itself from his ship and lowered him to the ground. Superman's face changed from one of concern to pure anger. Fire raged in his eyes as his heat vision blasted Darkseid. Superman yelled.
Darkseid stood there, absorbing the excruciating force of Superman's heat vision. It seemed to him nothing more than a distraction. "You can save all of Earth, Kal-El, if you bow to me. I will order my army to only occupy your feeble world if you swear fealty to me; otherwise, I will hang your body in my throne room and enslave everyone on this planet." Superman was surprised at Darkseid's boldness. Never had he seen Darkseid so sure of himself, and what's more, Superman had never seen him so strong. "Never." Superman flew at Darkseid with all the speed he could muster. Darkseid, in what seemed like a motion even faster than Superman, drew a glowing green dagger from his belt and drove it into Superman's heart. Superman's eyes grew with shock. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing would come out. Darkseid threw his body to the ground. Superman mustered enough strength, but only for what was his final scream. The air around Metropolis shook as Superman's final breath reverberated off of the buildings, vanishing into the sky. Kara, staring in shock from a distance, began to cry. "NO!" she screamed, throwing herself at Darkseid with all that she had. Darkseid pulled a metallic-green object from his belt which promptly linked itself with Kara as she fell to the ground beside her cousin. The Justice League could only watch with all of their members badly injured as their greatest hero, the man who inspired all, lay on the ground in front of Darkseid with his eyes staring blankly at the sky and his mouth frozen in a scream. Darkseid smirked. "Finally," he spoke regally,"I have claimed my greatest trophy."

Yeah, that's right. For Christmas, I killed Superman.

There might be a possible part II. I don't know yet.

Merry Christmas!
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