Post by Spider-Man Beyond on Jul 16, 2007 17:48:54 GMT -5
E8: Superman #5
Who is Superman?
Who is Superman?
Written by Russell Burlingame (Borntorun)
Edited by Daniel Dyer (Spider-Man Beyond)
FROM: Atomic26@DEO.gov
TO: AcroBatsGirl@DEO.gov
BCC: secret1@DEO.gov, secret2@DEO.gov, secret3@DEO.gov, secret4@DEO.gov, secret5@DEO.gov, secret6@DEO.gov
SUBJECT: Re: Re: Re: Re: Project El Follow-Up.
Pretty Lady,
None of this started at the engine, of course. I mean, an idiot could tell that there was already something going on when “our story” began.
It started where you would expect Superman's story to start—in Metropolis. Actually, it really started years and years and years ago on Krypton when some crazy bastard thought it would be a clever idea to blast his kid off into outer space, but that's something of a tangent that I shouldn't entertain today.
Anyway, the leg of the journey that involved Project El directly? That part started in Metropolis. It started, really, when the Doomsday monster—which from what I hear through the grapevine ALSO started on Krypton—came tearing through the place and everyone with half a brain knew there was only one guy could stop the bugger.
Superman.
The real one, not this kid. Big Blue blasted through the streets of the city, fighting the nasty bugger the whole way. We all know what happened, of course, or at least those of us who own televisions. It's been played over and over again in the months since it happened--”for this is the day that a Superman has died,” said some newscaster and it's been replayed endlessly ever since. It’s a hell of a way for you to put your voice in the history books (such as they are anymore).
What the history books won't cover—at least, the chances of it getting covered fully and accurately are very small—is that shortly after his death, the Man of Steel was kidnapped by a shady government agency (Oh Lord, oh Lord, who would do such a thing?). With a little help from our old friend, Lex Luthor, whose company built the crypt that Superman was being kept in, we managed to sneak in and out without the hundreds of mourners outside of the place being any the wiser. The body was borrowed, we mined enough genetic information from it for what we figure will be a good long time's worth of scientific research, and we popped it into a place called the Phantom Zone. The idea there is that time stands still and so we won't have to worry about the body degrading any further between now and when we develop the technology to break the skin and actually clone the sucker.
What's good enough, for now anyway, is the Superman we've got. Dear old Project El is the byproduct of a 'round-the-clock effort on the part of hundreds of highly-paid scientists. They couldn't clone the real Superman, but what they could do was approximate the electromagnetic “aura” which gives him his invulnerability. With a little tweaking, it seems to have provided our young Superman with some additional powers as well, largely because we mutated his cells in order to make him more “super”. The aura that used to hover about a millimeter out from old Kal-El's skin is part of the biological makeup of the closest thing we'll ever see to a Superman Junior. At least in my lifetime or yours.
Of course, one problem with taking epithelial samples from a Kryptonian is that skin cells don't scrape off so easy like you'd want. So we used his “aura” or whatever to make the clone impervious to bullets and fire and stuff, but we hadda get the rest of his makeup from a variety of sources. I fancied the idea of being Super myself, so I volunteered—but my people were indebted to Luthor, so he pulled some strings and it turned out to be him instead.
At least, that's what he thinks.
I'm really not crazy about the guy, you see. I think he's a bad seed. So there are some friends of mine—kids who work under me—who I brought in as donors instead. It's kind of a long story and I don't know for sure that it worked. There are four of these punks floating around the office and so far, in fighting the Cyborg who slagged a bunch of the West Coast, the Super-Boy has only demonstrated powers that seem like they come from one of them. Well, one of them and the tactile telekinesis. Somehow that seems to have worked its way in... even I'm not sure where that could have come from.
I need to know what happened with the whole process, and of course our new Superman escaped before I could fully analyze him. We need him back, and that's where you come in. I need you to let me know what tools you're going to want for this by the end of the day tomorrow. I need the super-clone back in my office by Friday for further testing, so that we can falsify documents if needed to make Luthor believe things were done the way he wanted.
Information regarding the Project El is on a need-to-know basis. Do not share any of the information contained in this message with anyone without first obtaining clearance from myself or the director.
I.M.
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