Ash Ketchum: Superman, chapter 12 (Final chapter)

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Giovanni smiled as he flew over Utah. When he last heard, his armies were close to capturing Moscow, and Washington and London were almost a quarter of the way conquered. He sipped his glass of celebratory champagne along with the Rocket Executives, who were all toasting each other on a job well done. The private plane had taken off from Las Vegas and was traveling at a high speed towards Washington so Giovanni could accept the surrender of the President of the United States personally. All was going well in his plan. Even Superman was failing. The last he heard, MechaMewtwo had activated the SunBlocker. No doubt that would help kill Superman. Yes, things were going well.

Until now. Suddenly, the pilot could be heard over the PA. “Um, Giovanni s-s-s-sir?”

“What is it, pilot?” He said with an annoyed tone.

“T-t-t-t-there’s a b-b-b-bogey inbound at 7 o’clock.”

Giovanni instantly spit out his champagne. “WHAT!?” He yelled. “What is it!?”

“I don’t know, sir!” Said the pilot. “But it’s coming in at a high speed!”

“Where are those Rocket fighters!?” He shouted. “Shoot it down, NOW!!!!”

“B-b-b-but the Rocket fighters are off attacking other cities!” Said the pilot. “We’re not even being escorted.” Giovanni was not happy about this one bit. In a fit of rage, he threw his champagne glass at another part of the cabin.

“THAT BASTAAAARRRRRDDDD!!!!!” He screamed at the top of his lungs. All of his plans had failed! Even with the attacks so far a success, the fool had still beaten his robot! His greatest creation! “Get something out there! NOW!!!!”

“Y-y-yes sir!” Said the pilot. “We have a Salamence we can use.”

“UNLEASH IT!!! NOW!!!!!”

“Yessir!” The pilot pulled a lever in the cockpit. Outside, the cargo bay door opened, releasing a lone Poke Ball. The ball opened up to reveal a Salamence. The Dragon-type Pokemon roared, and once given a command through a chip, it flew towards the bogey.

Superman noticed the Salamence coming and tried to dodge when the dragon unleashed its Hyper Beam attack. Then the two combatants flew right past each other before the Salamence made a u-turn and came right at Superman again. Now Superman did not want to harm the Salamence. One kick or punch from him and he could easily kill it. And he didn’t want that to happen. Of course, he could go easy on it and just knock it out. He might as well use his breath to blow it out of the sky—literally.

So he took a deep breath and blew at the Salamence. The Salamence tried to resist, but the force of Superman’s breth was too much and the dragon Pokemon was hurled down toward the Utah Mountains. Superman didn’t have to worry, as the Salamance did indeed recover and flew away. Now all he had left to deal with was Giovanni.

“Sir, the Salamence has been blown away!” Said the pilot. “Literally!” Giovanni growled again, his face contorting in pure rage and anger.

“Anything else?” He said forcefully.

“We do have an Aerodactyl,” said the pilot. “We can use that.”

“Do. It.” Giovanni said again. The pilot pulled the same lever and another Poke Ball, this one containing an Aerodactyl was released. The Aerodactyl, once released, roared and flew after Superman.

Superman shook his head in exasperation. Just how desperate was Giovanni anyway? The Aerodactyl charged him and used a Wing Attack on him. The attack missed and Superman grabbed the stone-age Pokemon by the tail. Then, much to the Pokemon’s dismay, began to swing it around in a circle and then released it, sending it flying away. The Pokemon also recovered and flew away.

“Sir, he defeated the Aerodactyl.” Giovanni roared in anger, as he was suffering a full-blown meltdown. The other Rocket executives in the plane were getting really uncomfortable being around him.

“I am going to KILL SOMEONE!!!” He screamed. He was about to do so when suddenly, there was a jolt that shook the cabin. The passengers were knocked around for a second before they managed to recover. They all looked at each other in confusion, and Giovanni said, “Pilot! What happened?”

“I don’t know, sir!” He replied. “We just hit some turbulence and—Oh, no.”

“What is it?” Giovanni said.

“Um, sir,” he said, shakily at first. “We’ve started to go off course!”

“WHAT!?” He roared. “What’s happening!?” None of them had any idea, but outside, the culprit for their sudden change of course was shown: Superman was holding the bottom of the fuselage and was now redirecting the plane away from its destination of Washington, and to another location. Inside the cabin, Giovanni came to the correct conclusion as to whom it was. “That BASTARD!!!” HE screamed. “How dare he!” But things were getting worse for Giovanni. A lot worse.

“Um, sir?” Said the pilot, his voice shaky. “We just got some bad news.”

“What is it?” Said Giovanni. He covered up his face with his palm and sat back down. He had enough of bad news already, so how could it get worse? He was about to find out.

“We’ve got reports in from the capital attacks, sir,” he said. Giovanni uncovered his right eye as he listened. “The Washington and London forces are experiencing tougher resistance. They’ve already begun falling back. The Paris and Beijing forces are going nowhere and the Berlin forces are being soundly defeated. I think the tide may have turned against us.”

Giovanni growled again. Then, he let loose a loud roar throughout the cabin that even Superman managed to hear outside. “THIS CANNOT BE!!!! HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED!? THOSE MISERABLE GENETICISTS! WHEN I GET MAY HANDS ON THEM, I’LL STRANGLE EVERY BREATH OF LIFE OUT OF THEM!!!!”

“I don’t know if you should be blaming the geneticists, Boss,” said Cassidy, who was in the plane with him. “But I know exactly who you can blame for this. That blue-clad goody-two shoes!”

“Um, I’m not sure if this is a good time,” said James, with a shaky voice. “But I think I want out of Team Rocket now.” The rest of the passengers looked at him in shock. A defector? Impossible! Then, Jesse said,

“I want out too.” Then other Team Rocket members, not the executives, began saying the wanted out of the organization. Instead of going on a tirade against them, Giovanni instead began to slide down in his chair. What had begun as his day of glory was turning into a nightmare as his dreams of world domination were beginning to slip away from him in a heart beat. There was no way around it—Team Rocket was crumbling.

“Sir,” said the pilot.

“What?” Giovanni responded.

“We’ve found our course,” he said.

“Where are we going?” Giovanni replied.

“We’re bound for Florence, Colorado.”

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Giovanni and the rest of the passengers watched as the plane descended to the ground quickly. With Superman guiding the plane, they were not in any danger of crashing, but their destination was what worried them. They seemed to be headed for the ADX Florence, AKA Colorado Supermax, the closest one around. The prison housed some of the worst criminals and terrorists in United States history, like Ramzi Yousef, the man behind the 1993 World Trade Center bombing; Ted Kaczinski, the Unabomber, and many other, including the now-executed Timothy McVeigh. Whether or not Giovanni would end up there is another story. As the plane descended, they could see federal soldiers and prison guards rushing to the possible site where Superman was going to set them down.

Seeing them, Superman guided the plane to a spot just outside the prison walls where the federal troops were gathering. Then, he got out from under the fuselage and got on top of it, and began gently pushing it down, while keeping a grip on it. Slowly, the plane descended and Superman gently laid it out the ground, but hard enough that the passengers inside could feel a slight impact.

Once he was done, Superman flew over to the door and tore it off its hinges. The cabin had lost its pressurization, so there were no problems when he ripped the door off. Then, he stepped inside the cabin. The Rocket executives and members all looked at him with fear in their eyes. But he wasn’t focusing on them. Once he spotted Giovanni, he walked over to him, unflinching. Giovanni panicked for some reason, and began cowering away from Superman, trying to think of away to escape. But then, he got a look on his face that said, ‘oh crap’ when he realized something: He had run out of ideas. And now, he was at the mercy of Superman, who was giving him a glare that if looks could kill, Giovanni would be dead by now.

“Please! Don’t kill me, I’ll—,” Giovanni didn’t get to finish his sentence when Superman picked him up by the collar and lifted him in the air. “Please don’t kill me!” The once proud man was begging for his life. Disgusting.

“You threatened my adoptive mother,” Superman said with venom in his voice. “You threatened to kill the woman I love—twice. You tried to kill me. You threatened my friends. You abused countless innocent Pokemon. And worst of all, you may have killed thousands, if not millions of people. What makes you think I won’t kill you?” The rest of the passengers gasped. Superman would kill someone? Unheard of!

“No, please! I’ll do anything!” He said. “ANYTHING!!!”

“Pathetic,” said Superman. But then his face relaxed. “But I won’t kill you. If I do, then I will be just as bad as you are. And I don’t want to be that.” Giovanni let out a sigh of relief, but Superman wasn’t done. “But I want you to do this,” he said.

“Anything!” Giovanni said.

“First, call all Team Rocket soldiers and members and tell them to lay down their weapons and surrender,” he said.

“Um, excuse me Mr. Superman,” Jesse said nervously. “But what about those who defected?”

“Correction,” he said. ‘Call the base and order all Team Rocket members who have not defected to lay down their arms and surrender. And that includes the armies attacking the cities.”

“Yes, I will,” Giovanni said.

“Now.” Superman said. Giovanni didn’t want to mess with Superman, so he called for a radio to the main Rocket base.

“This is Giovanni,” he said once he was connected to the base and all other Team Rocket members. “I hereby order all Team Rocket members who have not yet defected to lay down their arms and surrender. Repeat, I order all Team Rocket members who have not yet defected to lay down their arms and surrender. That is all.”

“Now then,” said Superman. I want you to connect to the Pentagon and tell them that Team Rocket surrenders unconditionally. Giovanni did just that.

“This is Giovanni of Team Rocket,” he said once he was connected to the Pentagon. “I hereby declare the unconditional surrender of Team Rocket. I repeat, I declare the unconditional surrender of Team Rocket. That is all.” He put down his receiver and said, “What else do you want from me?”

“I want you to personally surrender to the authorities,” he said. “Then, I want you to plead guilty for whatever charges they bring up. Is that understood?”

“Yes, that is understood,” said Giovanni. “And I suppose all my executives must surrender as well.”

“Correct,” said Superman. Giovanni nodded and Superman set him down while federal troops entered the plane. The Rocket executives who had not defected raised their hands in surrender. The ones who said they had defected were lead out of the plane. Giovanni was left in his seat with his face in his hands.

“It’s over,” he said silently. “This is the end of Team Rocket.”

Once he was out of the plane—he came last—Superman was instantly greeted by cheering United States soldiers and Colorado National Guardsmen. He smiled, feeling the satisfaction of a job well done. The prison warden came over to him and said,

“Thank you Superman. We couldn’t have done it without you.”

“Oh don’t thank me,” he replied. “We’re all part of the same team. Now if you’ll excuse me, there’s someplace I need to be.” And with that, he took off and flew back to the west.

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All around the world, the Team Rocket members surrendered to the authorities. In Moscow, Washington, London, Berlin, Paris and Beijing they all laid down their weapons and surrendered without a fight. The people of the world celebrated the defeat of Team Rocket, much like they celebrated when Superman defeated MechaMewtwo.

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And in Pallet Town, the reaction was no different. “HE DID IT!! HE DID IT!!!” Yelled Brock. The house was filled with the cheers of Ash’s family and friends, all reacting to the surrender of Team Rocket. They knew the menace of Team Rocket was no more. Now there could be peace at last on their journey. But one was crying—Misty.

No, it wasn’t tears of sorrow. They were tears of joy! Hell, she was smiling and laughing, too! “I knew you could do it Ash,” she said. “I knew you could!”

“We’ve gotta celebrate!” Said Brock. “Who’s up for some champagne?”

“Are you kidding me, we’re underage!” Said Gary. The rest of the group laughed in response.

“How about non-alcoholic champagne instead?” Said Tracey.

“I like that idea!” Said Misty.

“Yeah, let’s get some of that!” Said Gary.

“I know a neighbor who has some!” Said Delia.

“Pika!” Pikachu added his two cents, having been ignored for too long. The group got their NA-champagne and had a short dinner to celebrate Ash’s victory. Afterwards, the group watched more news coverage of the event, including Giovanni’s arrest and Jesse, James, Meowth, Butch and other Team Rocket members who defected essentially get acquitted. Except there was still they’d have to face trial and still get sentenced to community service. Obviously, it didn’t matter.

Right now, Misty watched the eastern sky for Ash. It had been nearly 30 minutes, so he should have been there by now. But Delia told her that he was most likely in Colorado, so it would have taken him a while to get to Pallet Town from there. “Why don’t you relax?” Said Delia.

“Okay,” said Misty. She turned away from the window before noticing something out of the corner of her eye. “Wait, up in the sky, what is that?” She said as she looked to the window.

“It’s a bird,” said Gary in a deadpan tone.

“It’s a plane,” said Brock, also in a disinterested tone. But Tracey wasn’t so sure.

“No, it’s—,”

“It’s Superman!” Said Misty with a look of absolute joy on her face.

“What!?” Said Brock and Gary. They immediately ran over to the window and looked out. Sure enough, it was Ash.

“It is him!” Said Misty. She immediately got up and ran for the door. Gary and Brock tried to restrain her, though, much to Delia’s chagrin. “Goddamit, let go of me!” Misty said while trying to escape their grip.

“Just let her go,” said Delia. “She has her own reasons.” The two looked at Delia with confused looks on their faces. That gave Misty enough time to open the door and escape. The two tried to go after her again, but Delia grabbed their collars. “Oh, no you don’t!” She said. “I don’t even get why you’re doing this!”

“But Ms. Ketchum—,” Borck said, trying to explain. He was cut off by Delia.

“No buts!” She replied. “Let those two have their moment!” Gary and Brock looked confused until she pointed outside to Misty.

Misty ran as hard as she could to Superman. He was coming down faster and fasted, and it looked as though he was changing back into Ash just as he was getting closer. “Hey, Misty!” He called as he approached.

“Ash!” Misty called as tears formed in her eye. Quickly, Ash descended faster until he positioned his body for a soft landing. He hit the ground running, right to Misty. The two ran to each other before meeting. Misty ran right into his arms and he wrapped them around her. She was running hard enough that she almost knocked him over, but he recovered and he spun her around a few times, while the two laughed together.

“You magnificent bastard!” She said when they were done. “I knew you could do it, I knew you could!”

“Gee, thanks, Misty!” He said. He was even Ash in personality! The two held each other for a while longer before things began to settle down a bit. Slowly, they let go of each other and looked at each other with loving smiles. Then Misty said,

“Hey Ash, since you already kissed me twice, maybe I should return the favor.” Ash smiled and said,

“Sure, Misty.” The two leaned into each other and for the third time, their lips met--

For less then a nanosecond. They were interrupted when they heard sounds coming from the Ketchum house. They looked to see Brock, Gary, Tracey and Pikachu running right towards them.

“Ash!” Called Brock as he waved. Ash also waved, and the three of them came and all four gave Ash a group hug like when a baseball team wins the World Series while he pumped his fist in the air. He could feel Brock rubbing his head and Pikachu coming up to greet him.

“You did it, man, you did it!” Said Brock.

“You magnificent bastard!” Said Gary. “I’ll never hate you again!”

“Thanks, guys!” He said. Soon, that calmed down as well and the four got off of him. “Hey guys, I’ll meet you back at the house, okay?” He said.

“Okay, sure thing, buddy!” Said Brock. The three other guys then went back to the Ketchum house, hooting and hollering all the while. That just left Ash and Misty. After their romantic moment had been ruined, it seemed like things would end. But not as long as Misty had anything to say about it.

“Hey Ash?” She said.

“What, Misty?” He replied.

“Remember when we went flying in Summer City?” She asked. “The night after Superman—I mean, you first saved me?”

“How could I forget?” he replied. “It was one of the best nights of my life.”

“Well, what if we did it again?” She said. “You and me go flying?”

“Do you want me to change back into Superman?” He asked.

“No, just you and me,” she said. “Just Ash and Misty.” She wrapped her arms around his neck as she said that. He smiled and said.

“Okay. Grab on to my arm, okay?” She did so and he grabbed on to hers. “Ready? One, two, three!” When he said ‘three’, he lifted off right from that spot. Misty gasped for a moment before recovering and now she was smiling as wide as possible as she and Ash flew up into the air.

And once again, she was amazed once up in the air. She felt free as a bird—no, free as Ash. She spread her arms out like a bird while Ash held tightly. She felt the wind in her face and nothing else. She didn’t care how high she was, only the fact that she was with him and him alone. And unlike last time, where it was simple awe, now she was beyond thrilled to be flying with Ash.

They had a little problem when they encountered a flock of birds, but it didn’t really matter much. Just a little scare, that’s all, nothing to be worried about. Ash held on to her left arm with his left arm and had his right arm around her stomach to keep her with him. And just like the last time, she couldn’t help but feel it was the most romantic thing ever done. And once again, she thought the same thing.

Can you read my mind? Do you know what it is that you do to me? I don't know who you are. Just a friend from another star. Here I am, like a kid out of school. Holding hands with a god. I'm a fool. Will you look at me? Quivering. Like a little girl, shivering. You can see right through me. Can you read my mind? Can you picture the things I'm thinking of? Wondering why you are... all the wonderful things you are. You can fly. You belong in the sky. You and I... could belong to each other. If you need a friend... I'm the one to fly to. If you need to be loved... here I am. Read my mind.

“What are you thinking about he asked?” She blushed and stammered, thinking he was indeed reading her mind.

“Oh, um, I was wondering if you could read my mind,” she blurted out. She really didn’t want to say that.

“I can’t read minds, Misty,” he replied. That answered that question. “But I can tell you’re enjoying this.”

“Of course I am!” She said. “I love this!”

“That’s great!” He said. “And, about that kiss you wanted to give me,” he said. He stopped in mid-air and she shifted in his arms. Now she was indeed in his embrace. It was just them and only them in the sky. There was no one else to ignore them. No one else to bother them. No one else to stop them now.

“I do owe you a kiss,” she said as she leaned into him. He did the same and their lips met. They felt each other’s soft lips on their own, and how great it felt. It was like an ice cream sundae and a Hershey bar combined. Okay, that was a little silly, but they’re teenagers, for cryin’ out loud! Anyway, they continued the kiss, ignoring all the things around them. It started to get a little heated before Ash broke it off, much to Misty’s displeasure. “Oh, why’d you stop?” She pouted.

“So we can fly more!” He said eagerly. That was a good enough answer for her. So, he positioned Misty so she could hold onto him better and took off, this time going faster.

Misty felt the speed of their flight with a wide smile on her face. She was screaming like she was on a roller coaster. Hell, it felt like one, too! It felt like the best roller coaster in the world! So this must be how Ash felt when he flew! “This is incredible!” She shouted.

“It sure is!” His super-hearing was able to understand what she was saying. The two continued their romantic flight for a while longer before they eventually returned to Pallet Town. Misty felt dismayed when they touched down on the ground.

“Oh, I was having too—what’s wrong, Ash?” Now Ash was looking kind of dismayed himself. She gave him a look of concern and put her hand on his cheek. ‘What is it?”

“I’ll have to erase your memory,” he said. Misty’s eyes widened in shock. What did he just say?

“You have to what!?” She said in shock.

“I have to erase your memory,” he said. She was not happy about it one bit and she let him know it.

“No way!” She said. “You’re not erasing my mem—,” She was cut off when Ash kissed her again. She could barely react when he pulled away.

“Misty, I love you more than anything,” he said. She wasn’t stunned, but it certainly did surprise her. “That’s why I have to erase your memory of me as Superman.” Oh, so that’s it.

“What do you mean, Ash?” She said.

“You know the rules,” he said. “I can’t risk you knowing about my secret identity right now. If I let you keep your memory of me as Superman, then I could risk my enemies finding out and attacking you. Please, do this for me, Misty.” A look at his face showed that he had tears in his eyes. It was obvious to her that she meant so much to him that he’d risk their love just to protect her.

“I don’t know what to say,” she said. She was confused about what to do. Should she go with it? And risk her feelings for him?

“Did you love me before you knew I was Superman?” He asked. Then she thought about it and realized. She was in love with him! And all this time, she didn’t know it!

“I did,” she said. “So I won’t risk my feelings for you,” she said. “But please, promise me,” she pleaded. “Tell me you love me after you erase my memory. Please. Or at least kiss me.” Ash smiled at her.

“I will,” he said. “You don’t have to worry. All my mom will do is erase the memories up until now of Giovanni threatening you and everyone else. She’ll probably just give you false memories. Do you think you can handle that?” Misty nodded. As much as she hated to do this, she would do it anyway. Besides, there was still the possibility Ash would tell her his feelings, right?

“Okay then,” she said. She gave him one last hug before going back in the house to see Delia. Ash stayed outside to wait for her,

“Okay, is everybody ready?” She said. She held in her hand a device that looked like a pen, but had what looked like a red light at the top. She was wearing sunglasses for some reason. Brock, Gary, Tracey and Misty lined up in front of the device. Professor Oak had left earlier to check up on his Pokemon. “Okay, I want everyone to look at this,” she said. All four of them looked at the spot where she pointed at. Misty was beginning to have second thoughts, but since Ash asked her to do this, she was doing it anyway. “Okay, three, two…”

I love you too, Ash. She thought just before Delia said ‘one’. There was a blinding flash and suddenly, Misty was standing in Ash’s house. How did she get here?

“Well,” said Delia. “You all saw Superman win, right?” She said. She went on to tell them what happened. “After Team Rocket started attacking, Ash brought Brock and Misty here yesterday while Gary and Tracey arrived today. You all watched Superman win his fight with MechaMewtwo and save the world!”

“Damn, that was awesome!” Said Gary, his fake memories kicking in. “I can’t believe that son-of-a-bitch!”

“And when he burst through the SunBlocker, that was amazing!” Said Brock. Delia smiled. The selective memory eraser worked!

They remembered the details, she thought. That’s good, I won’t have to tell them anything else. Just as long as Ash keeps his promise to Misty.

“Hey guys, I’m back!” Ash said as he came through the door, “I just went over to Professor Oak’s lab for a little bit. What happened?”

“Superman won!” Said Misty. “It was unbelievable!” Ash pretended to be stunned. Apparently, the device had worked. Now he’d have to keep his promise.

“Oh, wow!” He said. “That must have been awesome!”

“You’re darn right, it was!” She replied. “Thanks for letting us stay here, Ms. Ketchum!”

“No problem,” she replied as she smiled. “You kids take care now, okay?”

“Oh man, that’s right!” Ash said. “We need to get going on our journey again!” Suddenly, he bolted upstairs, grabbed his backpack and hurried back down. “Come on, Pikachu!” He said.

“Pika!” The little mouse cheered as it followed him. Misty and Brock reacted quickly.

“Hey, wait up, Ash!” Said Brock as he grabbed his backpack.

“You’d better not leave without me!” Said Misty as she grabbed her bag and Togepi before rushing out the door to chase after Ash. He was already a good 50 feet away by the time they got out of the house and had to hurry up to catch him.

“Come on guys, hurry it up!” He called to them before hurrying up. He smiled a bit, thinking about what had just happened. Sure, he hated to see his friends lose their memories of this and Misty forgetting about his feelings for her—wait, he could fulfill that promise right now! He stopped right these and waited for the two to catch up to him. His two companions panted heavily, as they were not pleased he had done that.

“Next time, wait for us!” Said Brock.

“Sorry guys,” he replied. Then he said, “Um, Brock, you can go on ahead first.” Brock looked at him strangely before doing so, muttering about Ash keeping secrets or something. That just left him and Misty.

“Ash, what are you doing?” She said. She didn’t have time to consider that, because all of a sudden, she felt his lips on hers. She was at first stunned, but she settled into the kiss, eventually kissing back. For some strange reason, she felt this was all so familiar. But she didn’t think about it, anyway. Then, Ash broke off the kiss and gave Misty a warm, gentle, confident smile that seemed very familiar for some reason.

“Ash,” she said. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing, Misty!” He said. “I just felt like doing that!”

“You’re a strange person, you kn—hey, wait!” Suddenly, Ash had taken off again, much to her chagrin. “Come back here, Ash Ketchum, you’re going to explain to me what’s going on right now!”

As she chased him, Ash thought about his experiences these past one or two months. He had saved the girl he loved, went flying with her, saved a woman from dying, stopped three heists, saved a bus, stopped an attack, saved the girl he loved, again, defeated a nigh-unbeatable robot and saved the world. Not too shabby for a rookie superhero.

But now, he would focus on his journey of becoming a Pokemon Master and possibly getting into a relationship with Misty. As he left Pallet Town, he thought about the road ahead and where it would take him. He could not wait to see what was ahead in life and he would surely seize those moments that challenged him.

For he was no ordinary Pokemon trainer. He was Ash Ketchum, also known as Kal-El, the last son of Krypton. And will now be better known to the world by another, singular name:

Superman.

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IT’S OVER!!! FINALLY, 3 YEARS IN THE MAKING, IT’S FINALLY OVER!!!!

Yes, I know you may be disappointed with that ending, but hey, it’s not the end. No, it’s just the beginning. Why? Here’s why: I’d like to announce that there is indeed a SEQUEL!!! That’s right, there’s a sequel coming soon! And it will be awesome! And there might be one, final, bonus chapter.

But if you want me to, I can make an AAML one-shot to make you happy if you didn’t like what happened. Although that kiss at the end might be good enough for now.

Reviews would be appreciated.