Superwoman: Multiverse Of Madness

Prologue

T'was a very dark crimson coated the sky. As a ship closed in onto another ship, only it was kryptonian. Crashlanded on the top of a snowy mountain.

Lex Luthor swept through the sorrowful gusts of wind as he crept into danger. He wasn't dared by anyone, but himself.

This kryptonian ship looked vastly different compared to the ships he had seen in their universe. Those ones were gritty in design, and more alien. This one looked advanced, and was a bundle of futuristic colors.

"Different structures. Though we shall check if the systems are but the same." Lex said, as he landed his airship softly on the snow. He slid on his winter clothes and set out for the mysterious ship.

He took out his flashlight and stepped closer. Turned it on and inspected the exterior of this kryptonian ship.

"Such vast difference. As if it's... from another world entirely." He muttered under his breath. He wasn't narrating this to anyone either.

Luthor took entry into the open hatch of the ship. Once he got in, it was as expected: empty and desolate. Snow already got in and sprinkled all over the consoles then whatnot.

He wiped the main console in the front and searched for a way to activate the ship. "Do not worry, my friend. We all lose our way in life at one point." He said.

"One way..." A tough voice came from inside the ship.

Before Luthor could turn back and find out who this is, he felt as if the tip of a ship swept down unto his head. He could feel his skull cracking.

He struggled to grasp for air.

" . . . or another." The voice said.

Luthor struggled to speak. "Who--in th-the devil . . . ?"

He was desperate to escape from this persecution. Thoughts rallied into his mind as he made up a plan.
That was then discarded. As he felt his eyes pop out of his skull.
Then every pain the man felt---vanished in a second. His vision disappeared, willpower depleted, thoughts drained, and his heart . . . had stopped beating.
The stranger lifted his foot off the crushed pile of brains and bones all over the floor.

This monster had such strength. His red eyes glowed sinisterly in the dark as he surveyed Luthor's corpse. Blood under his foot as he . . . felt relieved to have let out his pain on another.
Lex Luthor had just been killed. On this earth, atleast.
This strange monster . . . His name unsure for the inhabitants of the universe.
His identity? Unidentified as of now. 
His ship? Left undetected.

For now . . .