The Last Sun of Krypton

GET TO KNOW DC COMICS QUEEN: Lois Lane ↳ “[Lois Lane] just has this absolute loyalty for what is good and right and just, and it parallels what Superman is and what he embodies.”

"F-f-fuck. I hate you."

"Well... I mean... I'd be willing to try, but... are you sure that you'd want me to help?"

"F-f-fuck. I hate you."

"Well, sorry, I was just trying to help."

"F-f-fuck. I hate you."

She made a frustrated noise that had a hint of desperation in it. “No, I’m not all right. And no, it’s not the Other Gal.”

"Ah, well... have you tried... dealing with it?" he asked uncertainly, not sure if she would take his advice the wrong way.

"F-f-fuck. I hate you."

"Doctor Banner? Are you feeling alright?"

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A little on the nose, perhaps, though these humans weren’t the most imaginative bunches. “I appreciate you coming all this way, Superman. And of course, I shall offer my city to those in need. But I’m sure you can understand; I cannot leave my post. My people need a guiding hand, and mine is the only one, currently.”

"Oh, no, you misunderstand. You wouldn't have to leave your post at all, Queen Medusa," he explained, having gone through this more than once. "The League doesn't require anything except that you help however and whenever you can. If that means providing sanctuary, or providing manpower, anything would be helpful. If you would allow me," he trailed off as he reached down to his belt and pulled out a small, circular device emblazoned with a stylized "JL" on the back. "This communicator would allow you to contact the league, and vice versa, from anywhere in the world. If you ever find yourself in need of any kind of help, we'd be happy to provide it."

"… I’ve done some reading in my family’s library. At least what now remains of it."

"Well, a little. Though Kryptonians have a very large number of abilities when we're exposed to a yellow sun."

She had never heard of this King Orin. The man she knew before Namor was a different one. Was he some kind of conman? “Who are you? Name yourself.”

"I am Kal of the house of El. Most folks just call me Superman, though," he said modestly, clearly not really approving of the moniker. 

"Are they aliens?"

Well, now she was quite confused. “You wish for me to join… a team? Like the Avengers? I am not a woman of leisure, Sir — I am a Queen, with a newborn country. I already have people to protect.” 

"The team has no national borders or commitments to any one nation. King Orin of Atlantis and Diana, Princess of Themyscira are already on the team. The point of the League is to network the more non-affiliated supers, allow us to form a coordinated response to any disaster anywhere in the world."

[ Unfortunately, in this instance ]

"Ah... right. Well, I'm actually here to ask you if you would be interested in joining... a league that myself and several other heroes are forming. The goal is simply to protect people and help each other when we need the help." 

And how may I assist you today?

"Well... I would like to know how you guys managed to hide all of this, but I get the feeling that's not gonna happen."

"I, uh—!" She responded, startled, green eyes wide and cheeks flushing immediately with dark red. This was Superman she was speaking to, after all, and Betty fumbled to give a smart police salute. If it was possible for her voice to pitch higher with nerves, it did. “Y-Yes, sir, that’s me! What can I do for you?”

"On behalf of the Justice League, I would like to offer you a position as a reserve member. It won't interfere with your duties as a Galactic Guardian, but it will network you with a number of other heroes. Are you interested?" he asked, a smile on his face as he offered the communicator to the young Captain.