Homelander: New Legacy

[166] : Anger and Rest

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Roger moved swiftly through space, his trajectory sharp and precise. Doomsday seemed to sense the imminent threat and pursued him relentlessly, continuing to fire red energy beams from its eyes.

This time, Roger didn't bother dodging the beams. In fact, he deliberately allowed them to strike him, using the momentum from the blasts to propel himself even faster toward the missile.

The missile was a dud—it wouldn't explode even on impact, as its sole purpose was to deliver the Kryptonite spear. Roger knew this, so he didn't bother avoiding it. Instead, he rammed straight into the missile, shattering it and grasping the Kryptonite spear within.

As soon as the spear was in his grasp, Roger turned to face Doomsday, his voice roaring through the vacuum of space:

"The game's over now!!!"

Of course, in the soundless void of space, his roar was nothing more than silent lip movement. But he was certain Doomsday understood the intent behind his words.

The pursuing Doomsday and the spear-wielding Roger collided violently in the cosmos.

There was no deafening sound, no blinding explosion resembling the sun. Only the crimson energy burst forth from Doomsday's body as Roger drove the Kryptonite spear into its chest once again.

The scene was like a silent tragedy unfolding in the vacuum of space.

This silent story concluded with Doomsday's heart pierced by the Kryptonite spear, its monstrous energy dissipating into nothingness.

By all rights, the real Doomsday should have developed immunity to Kryptonite after the first encounter.

But this was not the original Doomsday. It was merely a counterfeit, a creature created by Lex Luthor.

The real Doomsday had once come close to annihilating Krypton itself, a menace that even the collective might of the Kryptonians could not defeat, hence earning its apocalyptic name.

This Doomsday, however, clearly lacked the power to destroy a planet.

Of course, even if it did, Roger had now snuffed it out in the cradle.

Once he confirmed that the life force of Doomsday had completely dissipated, Roger wasted no time. He stuffed the lifeless body into his spatial bracelet, spear in hand, and flew back toward Earth's atmosphere, aiming for Gotham.

The speed and precision of the Kryptonite spear's delivery, the ability to calculate the exact trajectory, and the initiative to launch a rocket-powered dummy missile to deliver the weapon—there was only one person Roger could think of who could pull off such a feat.

Batman. Bruce Wayne.

Only Bruce had the resourcefulness, the intellect, and the action-oriented mindset to make something like this happen.

Roger needed to find Bruce Wayne now.

The Kryptonite spear's presence indicated that the timeline was somewhere post-Batman v Superman. Superman might already be dead or perhaps recently resurrected.

Though Roger wasn't entirely sure of the exact timing, one thing was certain: Darkseid had not yet arrived. If Roger could inform Batman and the others to start preparing now, Earth might stand a chance against Darkseid's invasion.

Perhaps they could even recreate the alliance of the ancient times—uniting humans, Atlanteans, and Amazonians to repel Darkseid's forces.

As Roger sped toward Gotham, he paused mid-flight, his trajectory halting abruptly when he caught sight of Metropolis.