Chapter 3

Gaining Power

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To the Guest whom I shall call Larry: He is far stronger than Thor and far more powerful. Y'all know how Kevin is saying Captain Marvel will be the most powerful hero yet?

WRONG! IT IS NOW ZOD!

MWAHAHAHAHAHA

Also yes. He is super smart and he will be a badass combatant.

HI STEVE! Glad you came back and I see what you were saying. However I will say that I had no idea that the tactile telekinesis was a thing for kryptonians until you said that, I was just commenting on the most feasable way they can do what they do under a yellow sun.

So theoretically, Zod wouldn't know that either do to him being an alternate me. At least in theory.

Hope this helps!

MACK! Howdy! I'll be honest, I watched Man of Steel a total of once. So I forgot how exactly they handled the fortress. So, I decided to go classic with this.

Also, he may be a hero now, but tbh I haven't really decided where he will end up. Who knows. He may becme a god or he may rule the MCU? I have no idea.

Anyway, on with the story!

The Structure was easily larger than anything I've seen in Kansas before. The Fortress was at least three football fields tall by 15 football fields long and wide. The Inside was rather empty, but it did hold a few things. To the left and to the right were hallways with several rooms that branched out into several cavernous halls.

One of them held a couple platforms and a computer terminal while another was completely empty.

The many many rooms littered throughout the massive fortress covered everything else. We had a medbay, a few bedrooms, a workshop, and a few other miscellaneous items.

"This is perfect..." I grin. Pulling out the other two crystals, I insert them into the terminals and watch as they glowed for a moment before subsiding. Then two holographic people came to be.

"Aah. Dru-Zod the younger I presume?" a voice belonging to one of them asks. His voice was refined, as if he were a scholar or a scientist.

"Of course he is." the other replied. His voice harder, like metal. "He looks just like a Zod!"

"Right, right! Of course!" The first one who, according to his outfit and the crest of El on his chest I assumed to be Jor-El, said.

"Jor-El?" I ask to confirm. "General Dru-Zod?"

"In the hologram." Jor-El replies with a smile.

"of course." Zod replies.

"You have definitely grown since I last saw you in the flesh." Jor says with a small smile as he starts to walk around me. "How old are you now?"

"Nineteen in earth years." I reply. "Though it's not the same Earth as the one Kal-El was sent to."

"Excuse me?" Zod says. "What do you mean, not the same Earth. There is only one Earth."

"Are either of you familiar with Parallel and Alternate Universes?" I ask. When I get a quick nod from Jor-El and a semi confident nod from Zod, I explain.

"My pod was hit by some space debris that damaged my guidance systems. It knocked me off course to the Ditlee Black Hole. My pod rocketed through and when I woke up, the black hole was gone and my guidance systems were operational. When I landed I thought that maybe I had imagined things. However, using the star charts, I determined everything was out of place. The Thanagarian star system seems to have vanished. Instead there is another star system about three sectors to the left where there never was one before."

I of course was not going to specify exactly the other reasons for my knowledge. Not yet at least.

"How is that possible? The only accessible universe is the Phantom Zone!" Jor-El asked in shock.

"Well, theoretically there are infinite universes." I reply. "Its not that big of a stretch for there to be paths between them." I reply. Trips between Marvel and DC were probably some of the most common.

Another thing I realized about my new found gifts was that I was a lot smarter.

"That is true..." He replies with a slight sigh. "So that means that Krypton does not exist within this reality I assume?"

"That is correct." I say. To be honest, I would have enjoyed going to Kryptons wreckage in order to see what I could discover. Whether that be technology, surviving Kryptonians, or other articles of interest, it would have been nice.

"Truly a tragedy..." Jor-El says with a downtrodden sigh. Zod stood in the corner, contemplating what I had said. His plan was now screwed from what I could tell. Unless he would be able to somehow replicate the breach that sent me here, and the sheer probability of that happening was slim to none. He'd sooner appear in Naruto or Looney Tunes than the MCU.

Looking at Zod however, I realized I looked almost identacle to him. I didn't have his bead, but otherwise I looked like a younger version of him with a slightly softer jaw, but… It was somewhat freaky.

"Do you know if Kal…?"

"I'm almost positive he survived and made it to earth safely."

"That's all I need to hear." He says with a raised hand and a small smile. "As long as there is a chance he survived, I am content."

"I am sure your son will be fine Jor-El." Zod finally says as he turns back to us. "But that is not the reason we are here. We are here to guide my son in his journey."

"Of course." Jor-El replies. "Come, let's get to it then.'

Three years is the time it took for me to finish my training under Zod and Jor-El.

Three years of never ending, backbreaking work to master over a dozen fighting styles, Kryptons science and mathematics, and much more.

However the final results were impressive. Even if I were to be somehow depowered… I could easily defeat the likes of Thor and Captain America with my combat prowess alone. With my powers on top and Zods Military Training under my belt? I was nigh unbeatable.

"I just want to thank you both for all that you have done for me..." I say with a small smile. "And I also wish to say goodbye."

Pressing a button on the terminal, the crystals holding Zods and Jor-Els source code explodes.

"What have you done!" Jor-El exclaimed. "Without those, we will deteriorate until we vanish! You sentenced us to death!"

"That was the point actually." I say calmly. "As Intelligent as you are, you still have a heart for these Humans and the galaxy as a whole. I Wish to survive, and to do so I need to harm quite a few people. I can't have you trying to stop me. As for Zod… He probably would have helped, but I couldn't take that chance."

You know how I said earlier I wasn't sure if i'd take over earth or not? Well… I changed my mind. I now have the training and experience to rival the likes of Thanos himself.

I am, for all extents and purposes… a God.

The holograms start to glitch as they start to collapse in on themselves.

"Good bye, Zod… Goodbye Jor-El."

And with that, I take off into the sky. First things first.

There was I very fancy walking stick that has been split up across Europe… It wouldn't hurt to get it before anyone else.

Surprisingly enough, finding the staff was an easy feat. Though my X-Ray vision was helpful on that front. Using my strength, I ripped the tree in half to get the first piece. The second piece in the Crypt was again, pretty simple, and the piece in the church was the easiest part yet.

And it was at this point where I was grateful that I was now a master in several Kryptonian fighting styles, specifically Torquasm-Vo and Torquasm-Rao.

Basically they help defend the mind to the point where mentally nothing can affect me and where magic is basically useless.

I love plot armor.

So as the staff didn't affect me, I smirked. Imagine… A weapon made out of an indestructible magic material. Maybe I can smelt it… or get the Dwarves to smelt it…

For now a staff was fine.

Onto the next shiny yet powerful item that I could use.

As it turns out, when you have never been seen before and can move at speeds faster than even the best radars can pick up… nobody really messes with you.

Because they don't realize you are there.

If I was right, the events of Ironman had just happened. So if I was right… The events of the Hulk would follow, then Thor.

I don't want Mjolnir. I doubt I could lift it, but The Destroyer would be nice to dissect. So, blasting off to Starks place, I decide on my next course of action.

So, while they were busy, I went to go meet up with Klau.

And force him to give me his vibranium.

And his skull.

"Fuck off you wanker!" Klau yells at one of his subordinates. "Tell that son of a bitch that i'm not selling my Vibranium for a measly seven million dollars! I Risked my life for that shit!"

floating outside the werehouse in South Africa where Klau does most of his deals and storage, I smirk.

Time for a show.

Using my heat vision, I melt the large garage door in front of me and simply float in.

Immediately I get a dozen guns aimed in my direction.

"Klau. I'm here for the Vibranium."

"And who the bloody hell do you think you are then?" He asks me in a sarcastic tone. "The bloody Queen of England or somethin? Shoot the wanker!"

Immediately bullets started whizzing at me only to ricochet off and hit the walls and occasionally one of Klaus men.

Making my eyes heat up, they start to glow red.

"Let's try this again. Give me your Vibranium and nobody gets hurt."

Pulling out a gun, he point it at me and fires. Smirking at me as I tilt my head back, his jaw drops as he sees the bullet in my teeth.

Spitting the bullet out and into one of his guards heads, I sigh.

"I guess we'll be doing this the hard way."

Ok, so I decided to go the evil route, so sue me. Figured it would be interesting. Net chapter he meets Wakandans and maybe Thor.

Hope you enjoy!