Superman\Batman: Apocalypse Page #3

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is to borrow your Mother Box...

...so we can generate a boom tube

to get there.

It sounds as if you think

you're coming back.

We'll get back.

There are no exits

from that inferno, Superman.

The entire planet is a death-trap.

It was a mistake to come.

If Barda refuses to help, how are we...?

I'll help you get to Apocalypse.

On one condition.

I'm going with you.

- Barda.

- No way.

I know Darkseid's fortress

like the back of my hand.

You need me, so get over it.

I'm over it. What about you two?

No place like home.

Smells like death.

You think Darkseid knows we're here?

He knows.

Well, I guess that warmed us up.

We've gone over the layout of

Darkseid's fortress. We all know our jobs.

Stay sharp.

Good luck.

I guess we'll take the low road.

After you.

This might not be the right time, but

you've always been an inspiration to me.

- Barda.

- Seriously, Diana.

When someone brings hope

to another person, it's a gift.

And growing up in this hell-hole...

Where you grew up, Barda,

is where you will die.

Well, well, the gang's all here.

You should never have come back, Barda.

Although, personally,

I look forward to watching you die.

I'd tell you to go to hell, Gillotina...

...but given the situation,

that'd be redundant.

They'll go for position,

try to separate us.

Let them try.

Furies, destroy them.

- Damn.

- Bring the intruder's head to Darkseid.

Glory to the one

who takes the life of the Kryptonian.

Hail Darkseid.

- They're very good.

- They should be, I trained them.

Great.

Okay, boys, chew on this.

Bingo.

Hell-spores.

Enough power here to blow a hole

straight to the planet's core.

Darkseid.

Kill them.

- Thanks.

- Don't mention it.

Diana.

Nice try.

Let's see you smile now.

Surrender, Amazon.

- Barda.

- Surrender now, or the b*tch dies.

No, Diana, let them kill me.

Never surrender.

Imagine how pleased Darkseid will be.

Why settle for some girl

who fell to Earth...

...when I can deliver to him

the champion of the Amazons.

Darkseid.

Kara leaves with me.

She's free to leave,

if that is what she desires.

Kara?

Hello, Kal.

- Kara.

- I'm fine, Kal, really.

I don't know what he's done to you,

but the nightmare's over.

You're safe now.

You're right, she is safe now.

Let's go home.

That's the problem, cousin.

I'm not sure where home is.

You're just confused.

I'll be back. You and I have unfinished...

You didn't listen to what Darkseid said.

- Kara.

- You never listen to anyone.

He said I was free to go, if I wanted to.

And I don't want to.

Good. Now kill him.

I won't fight you.

Good. Makes my job that much easier.

What's wrong with the beast?

Must be something he ate.

Take off your armour.

Now.

Let me kill her, Granny.

No, it's me you want. Let her go.

I like to have my cake and eat it too.

Make her bleed.

You were saying, Granny?

Go ahead. Kill me.

- That's what you're programmed to do.

- Barda.

What's the matter, Barda?

You know you want to.

All these years of pretending to be human

have made you soft.

Kara, he's controlling you. Fight it.

Do not hesitate. Kill him.

As you wish, Lord Darkseid.

With your death, cousin,

my life begins here on Apocalypse.

Not if I can help it.

Darkseid said

you wouldn't be up to the challenge.

That your feelings, your beliefs,

would cloud your judgement.

He's right, you know.

Earth does need a new hero.

Not his version.

You think killing me will set you free?

He's just using you.

Liar. He cares about me.

No, Kara, I care about you.

But you won't listen.

His control over you is total.

I see that now,

which is why I have to do this.

It's over, Darkseid.

Even you must realize the folly

of being a king without a kingdom.

I doubt the battle between the Kryptonians

will bring about such destruction.

I'm not talking about them.

Your armoury, the hell-spores,

they've been activated.

Impossible. The arming code is encrypted.

I broke the code

and reprogrammed them.

You're bluffing.

Omega lambda 7- X-L-9.

That sound like a bluff to you?

One hell-spore can turn an entire planet

into a fire pit.

What will happen to Apocalypse

when 500 go off simultaneously?

You dare? You dare?

I could destroy you with a single blast

of my omega beams.

You could.

But that wouldn't stop the hell-spores,

would it?

You will disarm them.

Here's the deal.

Release the girl and give your word

you'll leave her alone.

Forswear Kara Zor-El.

Say it.

Well played.

Had the Kryptonian or the Amazon

taken that gamble, they would have lost.

They do not have the strength

of character...

...to destroy an entire planet

to achieve success.

But you, a human?

You kill your own kind to win battles.

An admirable quality.

Take the girl.

I will make no move against her.

I'll hold you to that.

We'll all hold you to it.

Mercy, Barda? Disappointing.

Disarm the hell-spores.

Leave Apocalypse.

Hey.

Am I dreaming?

What happened?

I don't remember anything after...

Lyla.

You're safe now.

It's nothing. Just a scratch.

I remember dreaming,

a horrible nightmare.

All I wanted to do was get home.

I did terrible things.

Darkseid lives for manipulation.

He has hypnotists,

scientists and sadists...

...whose only functions

are to break your spirit.

Darkseid is evil.

But did he influence me?

Or just bring out a darkness

that is already there?

You're here with me.

And you're okay. Nothing else matters.

You said to me once

you didn't wanna be anybody's champion.

When you're strong,

there's somewhere I want to take you.

Where you can be safe.

Where you can fit in.

Where you can just be yourself.

You're sure it's a good idea?

It feels right.

- Can't let it rest, can you?

- Knock it off, you two.

Lyla.

I'm going to miss you more

than you can even imagine.

You were my first friend

and you accepted me without question.

Maybe because as Harbinger

you saw something in me that's worthwhile.

Now, all I have to do is find that thing.

I'll try not to disappoint you.

Diana, I can't thank you enough.

You will always have a home here.

Alura.

You once asked

if I could remember my mother's name.

It was Alura.

Kal, I'm ready now.

- Thank you.

- You still owe me a computer.

Might take a while. Reporter's salary.

Always has to have the last word.

Welcome to Smallville.

This is where you grew up?

It's not so bad.

No, I didn't mean...

It's just so different

compared to Krypton.

Even Metropolis.

I think I'm going to like it here.

It can be a little quiet.

Kal, I've been chased,

shot at, kidnapped...

...beaten up,

had my mind controlled and I broke a nail.

I'm ready for a little quiet.

If I know my mother, she'll have some

of her famous apple pie waiting.

You okay?

Little nervous, I guess.

It's just, you have this life.

You can be Clark, or Kal-El,

or Superman.

Even a son.

Who am I going to be?

I can't answer that, Kara, only you can.

Whatever you decide,

I'll be there for you.

I promise.

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