Disclaimer: I in no way own any of the charters (excluding my OC) in this story. They are property of DC comic. The game this is based on is copyrighted property of netherrealm studios. This is my first fanfiction, so don't be super critical. This is made only for enjoyment. Also, considering I might be bad a describing, don't say I didn't warn you.

Prologue:

Metropolis.

It was one of the greatest cities in America. It wasn't rich. It didn't have a massive population. What made it special is one particular resident. He has many names; the blue Boy Scout, the man of steel… superman.

But now, this once great city is gone, engulfed in a fiery explosion, everything destroyed, people dying or in pain. All because of one man. All because of one maniac who right now was laughing his head off.

The Joker. There is nothing human about him. His skin is a ghostly chalk white. It was only more horrifying with his permanent smile, coupled with stretched ruby lips. To top it off, his hair, currently spiky, was died green. He wore a long purple jacket and pants, with a yellow undershirt. Even while being interrogated he was still laughing, even when facing down his arch rival. (Joker's insurgency outfit)

THUMP! The dark night's heavy glove was strong and intimidating. Hell, it would have been frightening seeing a man clad in black armour, and bat like cowl (batman's insurgency), but the joker just kept laughing.

"Thu nuke. Where did you get it!?" Demanded batman, ticked off more than anything. "What? You want one?" questioned joker. "copy-bat" He laughed. Now batman was angry…er. He grabbed the joker, just the wall exploded behind him. Looking back, Bruce saw a familiar man. The man of steel was standing right in the blast whole, clad in his blue outfit. His red caped blew in what little wind entered the hole (his regime outfit) and his eyes, usually brown, glowed with heat vision.

"Get away from him!" superman demanded His voice full of anger. "I'm handling this!" insisted batman. Superman said nothing, but slow approached the joker. He had one hell of a day, all because of that insane clown. Twisted with rage, superman sent the table flying to the side and grabbed the joker, slamming him into the other wall. "You drugged me!" Superman snapped "made me…" Superman paused having lost two people he held dearly. "Lois…. My son…." Kal continued, having lost his wife and unborn son. The pain was agonizing. All the while, the joker continued to smile. "First Krypton, now Metropolis...People you love tend to blow up, doesn't they..." the joker said.

Superman was slowly losing it now. He wanted to punch the smile off the jokers face. "Superman! Don't" batman shouted, trying to keep his friend from killing him. Superman slammed his fist forward, just missing the joker's face. " "That's why I like you, Superman. You're much more gullible than..." said the joker as he made a gesture to batman. Trying to contain himself, superman threw the joker across the room. "You think locking me up will magically reform me? Your family will be safe?" said the joker, as, some difficulty, he got back into his seat. "So big… So dumb… Now run along so I can break out of here. I've got lots of planning to do to top this!" Superman was sweating, a combination of fear and anger. He grabbed the joker out of his seat, holding him by the throat, holding him high. "That's enough" batman demanded as he attempted to grab Kal's arm. Superman clearly didn't want his friend interrupting, as he swatted the dark night back. All batman could do now was watch.

The joker knew superman was on edge. He felt it would be best to squeak out one last "joke" "I know it's soon, but...Think you'll ever find love again? Maybe you won't kill your next family..." His eyes glowing, his anger flaring, Superman finally lost it. With a dark and horrifying rage, he brought back his arm… and slammed it straight through the joker's chest as the dying clown let out one final laugh.

1 hour later

The joker was gone. Now superman had one more job to attend. Landing in centre of his home city, Clark found them. His dead wife, her red hair hanging in the air, her red dress torn and ragged. (Sort of modelled after Lois' appearance in the injustice comics.) Holding her in his arms was their son, Joel. His blond hair was dirtied from the explosion, his clothes torn and ripped. He was even bleeding on one of his shoulders. None of this mattered to him however. His mom was gone and he was alone. In one of his hands he held Lois' locket, a gift he had made for her. Joel was startled by the sudden appearance of his father. Even though he recognized him, Joel was frightened of his father.

"I'm sorry, Joel… I failed all of you" said superman as he knelt down next to his wife and son, with tears in his own eyes. Joel gently put his mother and sadly hugged his father, who followed suite." I will not fail you again… I promise." Clark whispered. After the hug, superman stood back up. "Take as long as you need… my son" He said as he walked a short distance away, turning back to hear his son say his final goodbye. "He was so innocent, but now…all of its gone" thought Clark as his son finished his final hug of Lois and walked over to catch up to his father. Now the rest of Joel's life…. would change him forever…

Rider of war presents…..

A Fan fiction based on "injustice: gods among us"

Injustice: the ascension of the Steel devil