How-?
Okay, there's a dozen superheroes standing-.
Most of which are kind of
squishy when compared to a kryptonian werewolf, and depending on how his change operates, he may well be
infectious.
Heat vision slashes out in the direction he was looking, cutting through the force field emitters!
Uh-?
Intentional, or just randomly lashing out at something producing an energy signature that annoys him?
Lar-On dives forwards as the backups activate, narrowly avoiding both Amon's grasping hand and the reactivated barrier!
How-?
Questions later, OL, restraints now. He's powered up and
lethal!
We let him get powered up because he didn't commit a crime and we need the help, but-.
Kal-El flies at him, swinging his right fist towards Lar-On's face. Lar-On ducks, claws swiping through the decking and-
And even in a berserk rage, he's a better fighter than the farm boy... Or simply that much
quicker.
The force field around Dru-Zod and Ursa Dou-Ka vanishes.
-heating vision flaring, narrowing missing Kal-El as he jinks to the side but slicing though the cage containing the prisoners.
Oh, hell! that is the
worst possible combination of events.
What?
Dru-Zod batters the weakened bars apart with the manacles around his arms and charges out, Ursa Dou-Ka just behind him!
Okay, not empowered yet, but letting him run around loose is not good.
I… Don't-.
Wait, this feels like-. Like when I was hit by the intellect suppressor, I should-.
That or the fact that all this is probably happening at Kryptonian speeds, and all anyone else is seeing is a blur.
Armour.
It flashes into being around me and oh that's better. I-.
Oh, hell, the wolf is projecting a stupidity field? Or was that coincidental?
Lar-On backhands me through a wall.
Crunmch!
Ugh. Up.
...You know Jordan is going to poke fun at you about that later.
Superman's fighting Lar-On in a confined space, and Lar-On's desires are… Suppressed. He's lashing out in an instinctive and primal response to existing, not out of a desire to kill a particular individual. It's too simple for me to just turn off or down.
Fly back, add my construct barrier to the one Jordan is making while Carol tries encasing Lar-On in crystal .
Sadly, I doubt the reminder of his lost love from the crystal's emanations isn't helping his temper any.
"Har-Zod, shut down the force field so I can make a zeta tube construct."
"Done."
"Everyone who can't take a hit from a kryptonian, out."
Good thing the laser-eyed doom puppy is distracted by Clark.
Beryl jumps through without hesitation, Leonid a moment later and Arisia after a glare from Jordan. Icon tries the same on Raquel, but she just flies past in the direction Dru-Zod ran off in. There's no way off Xenon without the appropriate authorisation which he doesn't have, so I don't-. He doesn't know that.
And if the planet's sun is in any way friendly to kryptonian organelles, he's probably already powering up.
He's irrelevant.
"Everyone ready? Good. Go!"
I hate to say it, but he's right. A rampaging beast with superspeed, flight and laser eyes is a walking natural disaster in need of containment.
Kon and Mitchell charge in to support Superman the instant Jordan drops his shield. I-. Great, Lar-On's clothes got shredded but his radiation shield is on a lanyard around his neck. Lar-On manages to twist while grappling Superman, shoving his face into the deck plates only to get shoulder charged by Kon and knocked back. Kon continues his charge, slamming Lar-On into the far wall!
At least the boys are well-trained fighters, between encoded combat skills and the lessons of Themyscira.
"RAAWRH!"
Lar-On raises his right claw, only for Mitchell to hit him in the right eye with a beam of heat vision.
A distraction, at best. He's likely stronger, tougher and faster than an average kryptonian as it is...
"GRAH!"
Kon gets out of the way as Kal-El and Amon fly in, punching the disorientated Lar-On in the face and diaphragm. He stumbles, rapidly losing any idea of what's going on around him.
At least they're
able to team up on him. Rather than taking turns flying in and getting knocked away, like some less skilled heroes might do.
Karsta frowns at me. "I thought you got the kryptonite out of him!"
"I did! There wasn't any-. Shit."
Maybe the change
isn't because of the Red K? Magic, perhaps? Could some lingering magic have remained at the Gold Volcano and inadvertently gotten snagged on Lar-On?
"Talk!"
"I removed the kryptonite, but I didn't remove any residual radiation, because… I don't know how red kryptonite works. But it shouldn't-."
So a heavy dose of Gold-K to flush out his organelles' charge? And hopefully examination by some skilled curse-breaking wizards, once he's restrained...
Kal-El holds up his right hand, watching the battered Lar-On cautiously. Amon stops attacking at once, awaiting his direction. "Stand down, Lar-On. We can-."
Lar-On's eyes focus on him for a moment, then he bunches up his legs and leaps, punching through the ceiling!
...Right, 'able to leap tall buildings in a single bound' and all that...
"Darn it."
"There's no moon here. His condition requires-."
Xenon base, right? Parked on the
dark far side of the moon?
Karsta points down. "This is a moon!"
"I-." She's right, but-. "He didn't change immediately, so that can't be the trigger. We're not getting any sunlight from here, and…" Ah, Babylon 5 cheat… "We're too far away from krypton for a measurable amount of light to reach here-."
So
something changed in the time between his arrival and the incident...
"Where are we relative to your sun?"
Calculate-.
My eyes widen. "We just emerged from the Earth's shadow-."
Which causes the Moon to shine. And Lar-On is somehow soaking that up? Indoors, through a radiation shield. Yeah,
no way is this purely physical.
I transition up through the hole to where Superman, and Amon are… Wrestling with Lar-On in the narrow corridor, all three parties about to fly and trying to batter and claw at each other! There's cuts and bruises all around and Lar-On isn't going down-.
How do I cut out the light-? Paint. Light-absorbing-. Fabricate.
Vantablack-equivalent, eh? Prevent the light from reaching him directly by soaking him in light-absorbing goo?
Not great for Superman, but Amon will have a natural advantage due to his magical empowerment.
A cloud of extremely sticky black particulates blast down the corridor, coating the walls and the combatants equally. Superman won't be able to recover his energy quite so quickly until he can clean it off, Amon won't be affected…
Lar-On blinks in bestial confusion.
Yeah, he's suddenly feeling a lot
weaker now, isn't he? Enough to disorient the lupine mind in control.
Amon takes the opportunity to punch him in the face-.
"Radiation shield! Neck!"
Still empowered until his batteries expire, so just hitting him won;t help.
Amon rips it off, and I chuck a piece of gold kryptonite towards them… As Lar-On's body begins to contract, fur turning… Inwards, and being replaced by smooth flesh. Give him another blast of black spray paint to make sure I've coated everything…
Okay.
He's gonna be washing that out of
cracks for weeks, isn't he?
"Orange Lantern…" Superman wipes the worst of it away from his eyes. "What just happened?"
"One moment." I
lock onto Dru-Zod, and
appear…
Right, one problem solved, on to the next extant issue.
Non-Du massages his right fist, looking at his former comrades laying knocked out on the ground. His eyes flick to me, then go back to looking at them. After a few moments he turns around and walks away, leaving them where they fell.
Right. Now to clean up the mess.
...I guess that proves he's not willing to work with them, then.
Although he could have been following some sort of military protocol: When captured by 'non-governmental' forces, attempt to escape...
