The place is Earth One, the time is 1984 and Superman just got himself a load of testosterone and is looking for somewhere to put it.
Marcus Lycus
May 2010
Issue 3 – Titans Tamed
The madness of Superman was terrible to behold.
If anyone had lived to see it.
It began above the rooftops of Gotham. On a cold, rainy night at the end of winter the Dark Knight Detective stalked his latest foe, a red and purple-clad assassin calling himself the Wraith.
Batman spotted a shadow moving along the opposite rooftop, and smiled grimly. The Wraith was making his move. With a practiced skill he tossed a batrang across the street and swung on a cable. It was a simple move, one he'd done thousands of times since becoming Batman, routine, easy.
The line jerked. Batman shot into the air at an incredible speed, by the time he realized what was happening, he was too far up to risk letting go.
"Great Scott!" He exclaimed as he flew through the clouds.
His assecent slowed but now he was thousands of feet in the air, the cold cut through his insulated costume, already he was losing feeling in his extremities. The air was thin, hard to breath. He looked up and saw a familiar red and blue costume.
"S-Superman? W-what's g-going o-on?"
Superman smiled down at Batman, for the first time Batman saw the ragged beard, the bloodshot eyes, he felt a shiver of fear.
"You know old chum, for some reason I thought you would be the hardest. Guess not. I mean after all you're just bones and meat like the rest of them. Just a crazy rich kid dressed like a flying rat. It's not like you could ever pose a threat to me, even if you have time to prepare.
"W-what?" Batman could barely hear him over the roaring wind, his fingers were getting numb, he slipped a few feet down the line and struggled to hold on.
"I mean sure you're a great detective and a martial artist and a decent inventor but it's not like you could build an armored suit like Luthor or outsmart a man with super-intelligence right?"
"S-superman, C-Clark, p-please!"
"Nope, just man after all."
Batman's fingers finally slipped off the line. He fell over a mile. When he hit the Gotham Bay the impact didn't even leave a body to identify.
Hal Jordan, Green Lantern, rose into the skies above Coast City. Another JLA alert had forced him to break a date with his beautiful boss Carol Ferris. He muttered under his breath, what could be so damn important that Superman needed his help? Couldn't they call Firestorm or some other loser? Hadn't he earned some down time? Between JLA calls and frequent summonses from the Guardians of the Universe it was a wonder he had any time for a personal life at all. Lately he'd been thinking more and more about just quitting. He felt like he was just one bad day away from giving it all up and letting John Stewart or Guy Gardner take over. They were always whining about Hal getting all the power. Power, they thought he had power. Yeah, the power to be the Guardian's lapdog!
Hell, sometimes he fantasized about flying off to Oa and taking control of the Central Power Battery so he could kill the whole Green Lantern Corps! That would teach them to beware my power!
Hal's fantasy was interrupted when a yellow micro-meteor about the size of a golf ball shot through his protective field and burst his skull like a ripe mellon.
=ALERT! GREEN LANTERN SECTOR 2814 IS DECEASED, RING SCANNING FOR NEAREST WORTHY SUCCESSOR=
The ring flew off his finger and started to head down but was intercepted by a red and blue blur with a yellow Shop Rite bag.
"Gotcha!" The ring bounced off the sides of the bag several times before shutting down. "Yellow… what a dumb weakness."
Behind him Hal's body began to fall, burning up in re-entry.
Faster than a supersonic jet the Flash raced across America to answer the urgent distress call in Metropolis. As always a mysterious aura protected him from air friction. Yet he felt the air growing hotter around him, hot enough to hurt, hot enough to burn. A half-second after he realized this he burst into flame and became a trail of ash five hundred miles long.
"That's for beating me in all those races Barry."
Aquaman, King of the Seven Seas swam through the cold arctic waters, his Atlantian body immune to the chill. His keen eyes saw through the dark water detecting the hull of the Japanese whaling ship ahead. It would be simple for him to disable their engines and then have some whales tow them back to land, it would teach them a lesson about hunting endangered species when the King of the Seven Seas was around!
WHOOSH! A sudden whirlpool carried him forward.
And on the surface…
TWANG!
"Captain, we got something!"
"Reel it in!"
"Feels too light to be a whale, probably just another piece of drift wo… oh no."
The harpoon landed on deck, impaled deep in Aquaman's chest. His orange tunic was stained red with blood.
"Gods no!"
"The Americans, they'll kill us!"
The captain quickly untied the rope and kicked the corpse overboard.
"We never saw him."
The crew nodded in understanding.
High over the American Mid-West Red Tornado flew.
Suddenly a blue and red whirlwind appeared around the noble android.
Before he could react he was torn apart.
Gears and circuits landed as far away as Los Angeles and Boston.
Hundreds of miles south in New York's East River people were beginning to take note.
"I see Alfred, let me know if he checks in. Tell Jason and Barbara to hang in there OK?" Nightwing hung up the phone and walked into the Teen Titans meeting room.
It was a warm wood-paneled room decorated with portrates of the members and in the center was the T-shaped table they met around. The team had come a long way since it was four sidekicks started hanging out in a cave. Dick Grayson had gone from being Robin to being Nightwing. The cave was replaced with the Titans Tower, a state-of-the-art super headquarters with everything they needed to fight evil anywhere in the world. The members had changed too, some of them weren't even teens any more. But the name stuck. Nightwing looked over his team, his friends. From the old days there was Wonder Girl; Wonder Woman's adopted sister, Kid Flash; the Flash's nephew and Nightwing himself of course. But there were also new heroes, the man-machine called Cyborg, the green-skinned shape-shifter called Changeling, the brooding witch Raven and the alien princess Starfire. Most recently they'd added Jericho, the mute son of their greatest foe. Usually the atmosphere in the Titan's Tower was filled with laughter and good-natured insults but today the teen heroes sat grimly waiting for news.
"Still nothing from Batman." Nightwing announced bluntly.
"And no word from my sister Diana." Wonder Girl added.
"Barry hasn't been seen since yesterday." Kid Flash chimed in.
"I checked the FBI database, no one's seen Green Lantern, Supergirl or Superman." Cyborg finished.
"Yeah but, I mean they're the Justice League, they're probably on a case or something, right? I mean they're probably just fighting off an alien invasion or saving another star system or something. Right? I mean I'm right, right? I mean we were gone for weeks in the Vegan star system and we all came back OK." Changeling babbled nerviously.
"I only met Superman once but he has a noble spirit, I am sure he can triumph over anyone who would dare threaten him." Starfire added confidently.
Jericho nodded and signed his agreement.
"I dunno guys, I also checked with Black Canary up on the JLA satellite, she says none of them are answering their communicators." Cyborg threw in. "She just tried Aquaman and he's not answering either. And none of them sent any distress calls. If they were on a case they would have told someone. From the looks of things they could be… I mean this is a dangerous line of work y'know. I'm just saying here, remember what happened to Terra." He looked around at his crestfallen teammates. "Course um, they could just be on a case." He added weakly. "Hey Raven can you help out here? Maybe you can sense them or something?"
The brooding witch's face was concealed in the shadows of her hood. "No Victor, I cannot."
"Are you saying you can't help or you can't sense them at all?"
"I-"
"I think I can explain." A new voice cut in.
"What?"
"Who?"
"Superman?"
The Man of Steel walked into the Titan's meeting room, his clean costume and clean-cut face reassuring them that all was well in the world.
"Yes, I'm sorry to drop in unannounced like this-"
"What? Superman don't be silly, please tell us what's going on!"
"As you suspected the greatest heroes in the world have been targeted."
"By who? Luthor? Trigon? Who would have this much power?"
Superman smiled.
"Azarath no!"
"Raven what?"
"I… I sense nothing, that's not Superman, he's not even alive!"
Cyborg's mechanical eye flashed red. "The witch is right! I can see him on infrared, he's a robot!"
Then Superman exploded.
"Wonder Girl?"
"Five more minutes Terry…"
"Wonder Girl can you hear me?"
"It's OK, I'll just fly to school."
"Wonder Girl get up!"
"Huh!" Wonder Girl sat bolt upright. She was against a tree on the small East River Island the Titans Tower stood on. Superman was in front of her, a look of concern on his face. For a second he looked different but as she looked into his eyes everything looked fine.
Then her Amazon reflexes cut in, she reached for her lasso and had it wrapped around him in a second.
"Who are you really!"
"I assure you Wonder Girl I'm the real Superman."
Tied in her lasso, a copy of Wonder Woman's own, Donna Troy knew he was speaking the truth. She hastily pulled it off of him. "I'm sorry, but the last thing I remember-"
"I know. The person who attacked the other heroes has access to Superman robots. He must have sent one to infiltrate your tower." He was still holding the lasso in one hand so Donna never doubted his word.
"The tower! No!" Looking up she could see smoke still rising from the burning building. She ran towards it but Superman held her back.
"Wonder Girl no, I'm sorry, it's too late!"
"No… Dick, Victor, Gar…" She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, "all of them?"
Superman looked away sadly. "Except for you and Starfire…" He pointed across the clearing. The golden-skinned alien princess was lying there, her impressive breasts rising and falling slowly. "She must be tougher than she looks to have survived."
"She… she always was pretty strong. She was practically my match in strength and stamina."
"Well that would explain it."
"I have to go in there, I have to see."
"I understand." Superman puffed his cheeks and blew. The fire and smoke disapated in seconds. Wonder Girl took a deep breath and jumped through the shattered window.
It was worse than she expected. There were no bodies, just scraps of charred meat and the shining steel of Cyborg's limbs. "Mighty Hades, please accept their souls…" She whispered. She heard Superman land gently behind her.
"You have to come with me Donna. You and Starfire. We'll go to my Fortress. No one can get in. Some of the others are already there."
Wonder Girl nodded dumbly. Half in shock she allowed Superman to lead her out. He put Starfire on a piece of wreckage, told Wonder Girl to join her and lifted them both. Minutes later they were on their way north.
In the woods there was a flash of light and a puff of black smoke as a woman in indigo robes appeared.
"Azar! I am too late!"
The cold wind bit at Wonder Girl! Her tight red spandex costume was designed to show off her curves, not to protect her from the elements! And if she was cold how must Starfire be feeling? The alien princess hailed from a tropical world, her 'costume' was nothing more than a pair of purple bikini briefs and two purple straps that barely covered her D-cup breasts! Wonder Girl picked up the prone beauty and pulled her close. To her surprise Starfire was warm to the touch. Her stellar powers made her body a natural solar reactor. Huddled close the two heroines kept each other warm for the duration of the trip to the Arctic.
Finally they landed on a cliff before the impenetrable door to the Fortress of Solitude. Donna had been there once with her sister but it still took her breath away.
"Sorry for the weather, but at least I don't get too many door-to-door salesmen." Superman joked.
Wonder Girl smiled weakly, Superman's jokes were as lame as ever. It was nice to know you could count on some things in life.
He quickly picked up the thousand-ton key and opened the door. Compared to the Arctic wastes even the icy Fortress was warm and cozy.
"I'll take Starfire to the medical room. Donna there's some quarters over there you can use, there's a hot tub so you can wash off the uh…"
"The ashes."
"Donna, I'm sorry!"
"It's- it's OK. I just need some time, just some time alone…"
Wonder Girl turned quickly and hurried towards the door he'd indicated. Tears started to fall for her fallen teammates. Nightwing, Cyborg, Kid Flash, Changeling, Jehrico, Raven… Were the really all gone? After all these years, after all these battles, had that Superman robot succeded where the Terminator, Trigon, the Fearsome Five and all the rest had failed? How many others had fallen? Superman mentioned there were others here but he gave no clue how many or who. What about Batman? Supergirl? And her older sister Wonder Woman? What happened to them?
She closed the door behind her and doubled over in tears.
"Uh… X'hal… what hit me…" Starfire moaned. She felt like every inch of her body had been hit with a jackhammer. The alien princess wanted nothing more than to lie back down and slip back into unconciousness, but her iron will would not all it. Princess Koriand'r was used to hardship, used to pain.
She sat up.
Starfire was an alien from the Vegan star system. Just over six feet tall, with golden skin, long auburn hair the flowed down to her thighs, pupil-less green eyes and luscious red-lips she looked almost but not quite human. With her D-cup breasts, wasp waist and flawless body she looked more like a comic book artist's dream girl than an alien from another world. Her 'costume' was what she wore as Princess of Tamaran. Tamaran was a tropical world and her clothes were more decorative than practical just a pair of low-rise bikini bottoms, a band of metallic cloth around her neck and two straps joining them, barely wide enough to cover her breasts. To this she added bracelets, thigh-high boots and a large red jewel hanging between her breasts. Lois Lane said she looked like a Brazilian stripper. And although Lois was a catty bitch the fact was if she wasn't a super heroine she'd be regularly arrested for indecent exposure.
She struggled to her knees. She was in a dark cell of some sort, the walls were cold and covered in frost. Her solar powers kept her warm though, she'd have to be a prisoner for days before the cold could bother her. She could feel her hands behind her back, locked into some kind of restraints. Well she wasn't going to take that anymore! She'd spent too much her young life in chains!
She concentrated and solar power flowed into her hands, a short, restrained starbolt would easily shatter the restraints!
"AHHHH!" Her scream carried through the cell. She slumped to the floor panting, her button nose flaring as she tried to pull in air. Somehow the restraints had absorbed her power, sent them back into her as raw pain.
Grimly she took a deep breath and steeled herself.
"I do not know who you are but you must know this! I am Princess Koriand'r of Tamaran! I will never be chained again!" She yelled to the icy walls. She grit her teeth and unleashed her maximum power. Raw energy crackled off the walls of the cell for almost 30 seconds.
"AHHHH!" She finally cried out again and fell into unconsciousness.
Eventually Wonder Girl's tears stopped. She was an Amazon, an adopted Amazon, but an Amazon princess nonetheless. She would not cry like a little girl. The all-pervasive chill of the Fortress was getting to her. Arctic temperatures might not bother Superman but after a half hour of kneeling on the floor they were certainly bothering Wonder Girl. The hot tub in the corner looked more and more inviting.
She rose and pulled off her black high-heeled boots. She undid her gold belt and put it on the back of a chair. The light from her lasso warmed the room a bit. Then she reached up her shoulders and pulled down the straps of her red and gold body suit. She'd been wearing the spandex suit ever since she turned 17 and realized her budding breasts needed more support than she was getting from the loose toga she'd inhereted from Diana.
Lois Lane said the spandex suit, lasso and Amazon slave bracelets made her look like a patriotic bondage fan but who cares. Everyone knows Lois Lane is a catty bitch.
She peeled the suit off and stepped out of the leggings. It fit like a second skin and showed off her body perfectly but without making her look like a total slut like Starfire. Lastly she pulled off her pink panties and slipped gracefully into the warm, relaxing water.
"Ahhhh…" She let out a sigh. It was almost like being back in the lagoons and grottos of Paradise Island.
The door opened and Superman stepped in. Her first instinct was to sink into the water to preserve her modesty but she thought better of it. After all he had x-ray vision. There wasn't anything he couldn't see if he wanted to.
"Um, hi. How's Starfire doing?"
"Oh your friend is safe, I've done my best to make her feel like her old self."
He reached down and pulled off his boots.
"Thanks for helping her, and um, for saving me."
Superman dropped his cape on the floor and pulled off his shirt. He was surprisingly hairy under his costume, funny. Wonder Girl hadn't expected that.
"No problem. Would have been a shame to let you two go to waste."
Wonder Girl's forehead wrinkled what a funny thing for Superman to say. Why would he put it that way? And did he always have a beard?
Now Superman was undoing his yellow belt and dropping his trunks and tights.
"I um, are you coming in too?"
"You don't mind do you?"
"What? No, I mean um, you're Superman, you can do what you want."
"That's right. Very right. So, you've been hypnotized before haven't you Donna?"
"Oh sure, lots of times. I mean this one time Hyperion practically made me his love slave. Then there was the time Psimon and Dr. Light caught me out on patrol… My ass hurt for weeks after that. Funny… I never remembered that before now…"
"I can tell you're a good subject, you've barely resisted my super-hypnosis. You're nothing like your bitchy sister."
Superman climbed into the hot tub next to the confused nineteen-year old.
"Oh Diana, she's so full of herself I doubt you could get anywhere with her."
"Well she's not so stuck up anymore."
Superman put an arm around Donna, she snuggled close and kept babbling.
"I mean when I came to the Man's World I asked if I could stay with her and she turned me down flat. She made me go live in a cave – a cave! – with the Teen Titans. Like she wouldn't even pay for me to have my own place."
"What happened?"
"Well what do you think? I mean I was living a cave with nothing to do but watch TV and listen to records. No school, no friends. Robin and Speedy and the others all had their own lives, they'd come in for missions against the Mad Mod and Ding Dong Daddy but then they'd head home."
"Must've been lonely."
"Well you have to remember I'd never really been around boys before, I mean not since I was a baby and Wonder Woman rescued me. So there I was going through puberty and hanging out with four gorgeous guys all my age. Well two gorgeous guys I guess. Aqualad's OK but he has this white-guy afro and smells like dead fish. Kid Flash is kind of cute in a corn-fed sort of way but much too stiff."
"And…"
"Well first I tried with Robin."
"Bet that went well."
"Total. Disaster. That boy has some serious issues. Lucky Speedy was there to pick up where he left off. That kid's not exactly going to win the prize for Mr. Well-Adjusted 1984 but at least he knows what to do when a horny girl throws herself at him. Course then he got into heroin and well that was the end of us."
"You poor dear." Superman could feel Wonder Girl's fingers on his cock skillfully coaxing it to full length and girth.
"So then I met Terry, he was my teacher, 10 years older than me and divorced but he was funny and he knows Greek myth, and I guess I was just looking for a daddy to take me in his arms. Especially when I found out Robin was fucking that star whore."
Superman put his arms around her and she kissed his neck.
"I… I just want a strong man who'll take care of me! Is that so wrong? UH!" She moaned as Superman rammed into her.
"I think I can take care of that!"
"Oh…."
Starfire woke to the sound of the door opening. Once more she struggled to her knees and looked up at her captor.
"X'hal no!" She'd been expecting one of the Titan's foes, the Terminator, the HIVE, that creepy Dr Light guy from the Fearsome Five, or even one of her old foes from the Vegan star system like the Citadel… Someone she'd faced before. Someone she could handle. Not this! Anything but this! "Superman!?"
"Right on the first try. And everyone says you're a bimbo. Heck you figured it out faster than Wonder Woman did."
"Superman, how? Why?"
He leaned down and put a strong hand under her chin and looked into her pupil-less green eyes. "I read all about you y'know. Princess of Tamaran, sold into slavery by your own family to save their world. Pretty noble I guess, or pretty spineless. I best it must have been tough going from palaces to dungeons, from gowns to chains… And then you escape to Earth, meet a nice boy and become a big-time superheroine. Must have been nice, must have felt like you were finally getting the life you deserve."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying it's over Koriand'r. I'm saying you're getting the life you deserve. As my slave girl."
"No! Never! I'll never-AHHHH!" Once again the feedback from her manacles left Starfire writhing in pain.
"Tsk, tsk, I would've thought you know all about Gordanian slave manacles by now. After all they're what they used to keep you in line back in Vega. The more power you use, they more they hurt you."
Starfire just panted a few times.
"Now the deal is the same as last time. You serve me as a slave, and your world lives. You defy me and Tamaran gets pushed into the sun."
"No… please no…"
"It's not like I can't. It's not like I won't. Do you love your world Kori? Do you love your family? If you do, you know what to say."
"I…"
"I seem to remember there's an oath you use back on Vega. I'm sure you learned it by heart. After all you got to say it often enough."
Starfire looked up at Superman. Just days ago he was Earth's greatest hero, a champion of justice renounced not only across this planet but across the galaxy. And now he demanded she become his slave? This couldn't be true! But she looked up into his bloodshot eyes. She saw a look she'd seen in dozens of men before, the look of casual cruelty and contempt she'd seen in her slave masters. She knew he meant it.
"I, Koriand'r of Tamaran-"
"Princess Koriand'r of Tamaran. Your master likes to know he's getting his rod polished by royalty."
Starfire choked back a tear.
"I, P-Princess Koriand'r of Tamaran pledge to serve you, my Master Kal-El of Krypton, with my heart, my soul and by body, for as long as you allow me to live."
"There, that wasn't too hard was it? Now let's seal the deal with a kiss." Starfire nodded. She tried to rise to her feet but Superman's strong hand stopped her. "I didn't mean on the lips sweetheart." He unbuckled his belt and dropped his red trunks. His rod of steel was already erect.
Starfire nodded again and closed her rich red lips around it. Her practiced tongue stroked the bottom of his member, in minutes it was throbbing and as hard as steel. She could feel her body beginning to respond, her breath quickening, her loins growing warm and wet. It was funny how the old training, the old submissive instincts came back no matter how hard she had tried to forget them. If Robin had known what she was really like…
"X'hal!" Starfire exclaimed as Superman shoved her face away from his dick, she landed on her back. He knelt down between her legs. "Now let's seal the deal." He pulled aside her purple panties and rammed his manhood into her pussy. The alien princess gasped at the sensation. "I hear you're tough, guess you have to be to contain all that solar power inside you. Wonder if you're tough enough?"
"Uh! Uh! What do you-AH!"
"Man of steel! Woman of… oh yeah!"
"AHHH!"
Superman thrust forwards one more time and felt his load shooting out like a cannon into Starfire's hot pussy. The girl shot across the room and hit the far wall before sliding to the floor. Superman grinned.
"Looks like you are tough enough. Just barely. I can tell we're gonna have a lot of fun together Kori. A lot of fun."
"Kara listen to me, Kara you have to concentrate!" Wonder Woman repeated for the hundreth time.
"Kara your heat vision, you have to use your heat vision to free me! Kara, I don't have my strength as long as I've been tied up by a man but if you free me I can save us both. Kara, can you hear me?"
The two heroines were hanging from cages over Superman's new throne. Wonder Woman was tied up by her own lasso, her bustier was pulled down and her bare breasts stuck out from her chest. Her patriotic panties were long gone, she tried to keep her legs closed to guard the little modesty she had left. She wasn't even sure if Supergirl's head vision could cut her lasso but it seemed her only hope. It wasn't much of one.
At first glance Supergirl looked fine, except for the vacant expression on her face. Looking closer you could see the kryptonite earrings and necklace that were slowly poisoning her. It had been hours since Wonder Woman had heard a coherent sentence out of the usually bubbly blonde.
"Kara? Kara can you hear me?"
"Uh… Diana? Diana is that you?"
"Yes, yes Kara it's me, Kara you have to use your heat vision to free me!"
"Diana… what are you doing here? You live in Washington…"
"Kara, listen to me, Superman has gone crazy. He's poisoning you with kryptonite, you can feel it can't you?"
"Kryptonite? Don't worry… Superman fixed that…"
"Fixed that? Fixed it how? Kara what happened to Superman?"
"I'm sleepy… g'night…"
"Supergirl no! Supergirl you have to wake up!"
"Now, now Wonder Wench, my cuz needs her beauty sleep."
"Superman!"
Wonder Woman twisted in her tiny cage and saw the Man of Steel stroll in. She flinched expecting his anger at her escape attempt but he just smirked at her.
"Don't bother Diana. My little cuz barely had two brain cells to rub together before, now with her kryptonite accessories she can barely remember not to piss herself." Superman sniffed and chuckled. "Actually from the smell I bet she can't even remember that sometimes."
"Kal she's your cousin. Your only family, how can you humiliate her like that?"
"Me? I'm the one humiliating her? Cousin Kara there spends years wandering from job to job, hideous costume to hideous costume, losing her powers, gaining her powers… all the time wearing my symbol and I'm the one humiliating her. Trust me Diana, nothing I do is more humiliating than the shame of being Supergirl."
"You're insane…"
"Maybe I am, but at least I'm popular. Come on in girls."
"Girls? Oh no Kal you didn't…"
Wonder Girl and Starfire stepped out from behind the doorway and wrapped their arms around the Man of Steel.
"Come on Diana, it was your suggestion after all. And now we're getting along fine ain't we girls?"
Wonder Girl giggled, Superman shot the golden alien a look and she quickly followed suit.
"Now why don't you show Wonder Wench up there how well we're getting along now hmm?"
Wonder Girl nodded enthusiastically. She reached up and pulled down the straps on her bodysuit exposing her breasts. Starfire reluctantly followed her lead pulling back the purple straps that barely protected her modesty. The two princesses knelt down, Wonder Girl undid Superman's yellow belt and pulled down his tights. She licked his already hard member. Starfire followed suit, attacking the rod from the other side. Superman just closed his eyes in total contentment.
Four heroines as his slaves.
And he was just getting started.
Afterword
I kind of picked 1984 at random, I knew I wanted a year that was before Crisis on Infinite Earths but late enough that teams like the Titans and Outsiders would be around. But I also wanted the real Justice League of America, not the 3rd rate Justice League Detroit that popped up around that time. Once I started the story I started checking dates and it turns out I was right on the money. By 1984 the Teen Titans just finished the Judas Contract but the JLA had not been disbanded yet! I'm sure someone will find a something that contradicts 80s continuity (other than Superman raping half the DCU of course) but I think I'm pretty much on target here.
Sometimes I write these things just for me and the first half of the story is an example of that. Yes, it was cool in Dark Knight Returns when Batman beat up Superman but the reason it was cool is no one had ever done it before. Since then Batman's been beating up Superman every Tuesday and it gets cornier every time. So I had to tell my version of that fight.
Also, Red Tornado sucks.
Aquaman too.
And psycho Hal Jordan is about ten times more interesting than noble Hal.
And Barry was never interesting.
So there.
Come back next issue for Canary in Coal Mine
Marcus Lycus
April 2010