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Where did that come from?

Look at you, Miss Innocent.

You attacked me. That's where that came
from.

I remember being in the kitchen,
browning the sausages, and then you came

and then the rest is a blur.

Well, I am Superman.

Good man of steel.

Oh, Clark.

If you only knew how different you are
from other men.

I forget, and then... I forgot.

What?

I forgot, you know.

So, we didn't use precautions. I mean, I
know I didn't. Me neither.

I wasn't thinking.

So... We're sort of... pioneers in this
area. I can't say that we're completely

safe.

Well, honey, if it happens, then it
happens.

But I'm not even absolutely sure that it
can happen.

Well, maybe you should talk to Dr. Klein
and find out.

Yeah, I... Oh,

I gotta go.

We'll talk about this later.

Please, sir, just drop the gun.

I'm going to give you one last chance to
give yourself up.

Anything else I can do for your
officers?

You alright?

Okay.

One minute we're in a shootout, then
whoosh, suddenly the perp's in the back

our unit. And there she stood in all her
glory, like a Wonder Woman or

something, only in leather with a gold V
on her, you know, her chest area.

Even Superman was surprised.

Wow.

Hey, CK, have you heard about this new
super chick?

I mean, gal?

Girl?

Woman. In town.

Jimmy, do me a favor. Go drool over at
your desk while you run a background

check for me. The heads of three of
Metropolis's top corporations have

disappeared in the last 48 hours. So run
across and see what connections you

come up with.

You got it.

So, what's the deal with this babe?

Well, I don't know.

She had a little head start on me and I
couldn't catch up with her.

All I know is she's fast.

Fast?

Very fast.

Superman. Fast.

I hope she's not some Kryptonian
leftover from Lord Norris' visit.

Any idea what the V on her chest stands
for?

Oh, uh, Lois, Clark, I want you all to
meet somebody.

Leslie Luckaby, I'd like to introduce
you. Well, now, these two hardly need

introductions, Perry.

Lois Lane and Clark Kent.

It's a sincere pleasure to meet you two.

Well, thank you.

I've been a fan of your work for quite
some time.

Really top -notch journalism. Had a lot
to do with my final decision.

Final decision?

Mr. Luckabee here, he's the new owner of
the Daily Planet.

New owner?

That's right.

Disappointed?

No.

No. It's just that we didn't even know
the paper was for sale, that's all.

Well, neither did I up until about an
hour ago. The negotiations were all

handled through my home office in
Australia. I didn't want the competition

get wind of it beforehand. You
understand?

Of course.

So you're Australian?

Born and raised.

Wondering where the accent is, eh?

Well, I watched too many American movies
growing up, I guess.

Anyway, I want to reassure everybody
that I am not planning on making any

wholesale changes around here.

The last thing I want to do is ruin a
first -class operation.

My philosophy has always been the best
way to lead is from behind.

Sun Tzu, the art of war.

That's right.

I'm impressed, Clark, though hardly
surprised. You obviously didn't win that

Kurth Award for nothing.

At any rate, as I was telling Perry
here, the only thing that I know about a

paper is how to buy one.

The rest I hope to learn from you three,
if you don't mind.

Not at all, Mr. Lockerbie.

Leslie. Please.

Leslie.

Okay, uh, come on, let me show you
around the rest of the place. Looking

to working with you two.

Likewise. Yeah, absolutely.

Nice grip.

Hi. Seems like a nice guy.

Young, to own a paper. Yeah.

Guys, I just got a call.

Looks like another CEO just disappeared.

Vanished is more like it, just like the
other three guys.

Our forensics have been all over this
crime scene, but they've come up with

absolutely nothing.

Prints or fibers or nothing.

I mean, I'm stumped.

There's just no rational explanation for
what happened to him or the others.

Were there any witnesses this time?

Yeah, sure, dozens. And they all saw the
same thing. The bank chairman walked

out, took a couple of steps, and then
all of a sudden he's not there. He's

gone, literally, without a trace.

You don't have any leads.

I got squat.

The only thing we found was this. And
it's not even what you call a clue.

It's a victim's toupee.

Right here where you last was.

It's the damnedest thing.

Maybe we can get that new superhero to
help us find the guy this hair belongs

to.

Where am I? A long abandoned subway
tunnel.

Regaining your wits, I see.

Who are you?

What am I doing here?

Who I am is not nearly as relevant as
who you are. And who you are is someone

who betrayed the Master and took full
advantage of his downfall.

Which brings us to your second query.

What you're doing here.

What, Master? I don't know what you're
talking about. I demand you release me

immediately.

I'm afraid your days of demanding are
over.

Your demise, of course, will leave your
banks ripe for a hostile takeover. A

takeover which the master will
orchestrate in his quest to rebuild what

Metropolis' greatest financial empire.

An empire so powerful and so brilliantly
pieced together that no one dared to

challenge it until...

Fuck, you're off.

I don't get out much, you know.

No, no, it's okay, really.

Talk all you want. I'm in no hurry.

Oh, wait a minute.

If you put all those companies together,
you'd have... I know who your master

is. I'm glad.

He'd want you to know.

what he says there's got to be a
rational explanation people just don't

well we're gonna have to just keep
digging see if we can figure out what

it is i'm gonna figure it out fast
before another ceo disappears hey jimmy

anything hey did you guys hear that
superwoman did it again stopped a car

jacking over on main then bagged a purse
snatcher a minute later she's taking

out bad guys left and right if anybody
get a chance to talk to her find out who

she was she just took off leslie thinks
she might be related to ultra woman

remember her It rings a bell or two. Oh,
it's Roman, yeah. She was beautiful.

No offense, I'm sorry, but she was
absolutely stunning. Anyway, did you

anything to connect up the CEOs?

Actually, yeah.

Turns out they're all being investigated
for embezzlement.

A couple of them have even been indicted
already.

Including the bank chairman.

Well, maybe they just embezzled from the
wrong guy and he's getting even.

Call the FBI. See if they'll let us look
at the bank ATM tapes. We're lucky. If

the chairman's disappearance was
recorded, maybe we'll see something.

You got it.

So I think our next step is for you to
save the day and me to work on

this alone.

Armored car heist.

What's going on out there today?

Hot lead?

Excuse me?

Clark seems like he's in quite a hurry.

Oh, well, he's just Johnny on the spot,
all right.

Well, that's what makes him such a great
reporter, I suppose, worthy of all

those accolades.

Handsome brood, how old are they?

What? Oh, this isn't my desk. I don't
have any kids.

Oh, I'm sorry. I just assumed... No,
we've only been married for a couple of

months. Oh.

I mean, I'd like to have kids someday.

Well, it's better to wait, especially
with your demanding careers.

I mean, when I was born, my father was
still building his business. I hardly

ever got to see him growing up.

Well... Anyway, I'm off to meet the
board of directors.

Oh, tell me that they are not a bunch of
stuffed shirts, I beg you.

No comment.

Maybe you, Clark, and I could have a
bite together sometime? Help me figure

what I've gotten myself into here?

Sure. Anytime.

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

Nice cape.

Who are you?

You're Superman, aren't you?

That's right.

You're supposed to be very strong.

Thank you.

You mind telling me who you are?

I am Vixen. I eradicate evil, just like
you.

Well, I don't exactly eradicate evil.

Unless I don't have a choice.

Interesting.

They say you're faster than a speeding
bullet.

Is that true?

Actually, you know what? I'm much more
interested in who you are, what you're

doing here.

And I'm more interested in seeing how
fast you are.

Want to race?

Race? First one to Paris wins.

What's the matter?

Afraid you're going to lose to a girl?

Look, I don't want to race you. I just
want to talk to you.

Make sure these two get arrested.

That's the best you can do?

How did you... I ran.

Ran?

Across the Atlantic?

I ran fast.

Where are you from, Vixen?

Let's just say I'm not from around here.

Want to race again?

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

I want to help bring order to a violent
world.

Come on, two out of three. I'll race you
to China.

No, I...

You lose again.

Enough of the games, Vixen. Get off.

Let's see how strong you really are.

Okay.

Not bad.

I'm impressed.

Although I don't understand the blue
suit. It's not very intimidating.

I'm not trying to intimidate.

If you want to help keep law and order,
that's great. I welcome the help. But

you can't go around hurting people, not
even the bad guys.

Why not?

Because you are not judge, jury, and
executioner. You make the arrest, and

turn them over to the proper authorities
for prosecution.

That's the way the system works.

The system's flawed.

That's why I'm here.

Nice speech, though.

Yeah, I'm still holding for Special
Agent Casey.

Jimmy Olsen, Daily Planet. I'm trying to
get approval on a videotape.

No, no, no, please don't connect me to
the operator again.

I hate this job.

Better not say that too loud. The owner
might overhear you.

Mr. Luckerby, I didn't see you coming or
else I wouldn't have stuck my foot in

my mouth.

Don't worry about it. Truth is,
sometimes I'm not crazy about my job

Really?

We haven't formally met.

You're Jimmy Olsen, right?

Right, yeah. You got it, sir.

Leslie's fine.

Someone giving you a hard time?

Yeah, the FBI. Lois asked me to get her
an ATM tape for investigation.

Problem is, more often than not, the FBI
stands for forget about it.

I see.

So tell me, what's it like working with
such a celebrated reporter like Lois

Lane, day in and day out?

Lois, it's great. She's incredible. I'm
the luckiest guy I know.

Except for Clark, he's way luckier than
me, if you know what I mean.

Yes, I think I do.

They must have a very special
relationship, being married and working

Quite remarkable in this day and age.
Yeah, no kidding.

Sure hope it lasts.

Well, anyway, nice meeting you, Jimmy.

Carry on. Okay, Mr. Luckaby. Leslie!

His name is Leslie Luckaby.

He's the new chairman and owner of the
Daily Planet.

Do you want him brought here, or do we
take him on ourselves?

The Master wishes Mr. Luckabee's demise
to have certain witnesses.

Therefore, you should take care of the
situation above ground.

Then forget you ever saw this place.

No problem.

First, the money.

In a moment.

I'm almost done.

Doing what? Pruning that weed?

This weed, as you call it, is actually a
200 -year -old specimen tree, a bonsai.

Really? Yes, really.

In the living art form.

Connoisseurs admire them for their
heroic struggle to survive against

adversities.

They actually consider them quite
beautiful, despite its gnarled and

twisted.

and unsightly appearance.

Huh. Still looks like a weed to me.

The money.

Of course.

Forgive me.

I do go on.

A hundred thousand dollars in bearer
bonds would be agreed upon the right, I

believe.

When do you want the hit made?

Tonight.

All right!

Everybody listen up. Anyone who's not
working on anything concrete is now

working on this vixen character.

I want features. I want photos.

I want editorials. I want the works.

I want to know everything there is to
know about her.

Who she is, where she comes from, but
most importantly, is she friend or is

foe? Let's show our new owner here what
we're capable of.

Okay, okay. Let's hop to it. Let's hop
to it.

Lois, I want you and Clark on this.

Page one. Get me an exclusive.

What about the missing CEOs?

Oh, I'll reassign it. Honey, this could
be the biggest story since Superman came

to town.

By the by, where is that husband of
yours?

Oh, you know, he's...

On top of things.

Oh, great shades of Elvis.

All right,

Superman.

Well, it looks like he's found himself a
mate.

Oh, it's about time.

I don't think it looks like he's found
himself a mate. Superman would never

cheat on his... principles.

He's far above that kind of tawdry
behavior. Everybody knows that. I meant

as in...

Friend?

Oh.

Australian.

Right. Right.

However, the growing public debate over
who exactly Vixen is and what her

intentions are only intensified after
the incident.

All right, all right, let's go, let's
go.

Lois, I want you to ask Superman if he
can get us an interview with Vixen.

He obviously has some sort of
relationship with her.

I'll see what I can do.

Well, since we're going to be here a
while, maybe we should order some food?

Sounds great. I'm starved.

What about you, Perry?

Oh, well, I just had a tea bowl.

Well,

then, I guess it's just you and me.

What do you feel like having?

I don't care.

Anything's fine.

What about Mexican? It's something we
don't get a lot of down under.

There's a great little place right
around the corner.

You know what?

It'll just be faster if we go.

But what about Clark?

I'll leave him a note. Let him know
where we are.

So, it's just this little hole in the
wall right now.

It's very authentic, man.

Clark!

Oh, there you are.

I left you a note. We're just going down
to Roberto's. Oh, you're going to join

us? Of course.

Yeah, I love Mexican food.

Hey, look at me!

You okay?

Yeah, I think so. Friendly town you've
got here.

That was so cool. Did you guys see that?
Yeah.

I'm going to go call the police.

You're bleeding.

It's nothing.

Oh, no. Here.

That's all right, Superman.

I've got the situation under control.

Vixen, what are you doing?

You just killed them.

I don't understand.

They tried to kill him.

Yes, but with your speed and your
strength, you could have easily arrested

instead. Why would I have done that?

Because that's the way the system works
here.

But they just would have gotten out to
kill again.

You don't know that, and it's not your
decision to make.

You have to use your superpowers
responsibly.

Whatever. You do it your way, I'll do it
mine.

No.

You'll do it the right way or you won't
do it at all.

after last night when Vixen used lethal
force in stopping the perpetrators from

fleeing the scene.

Witnesses described her actions as
grossly excessive, which has only added

the fear that she's either a crusading
vigilante or an out -of -control

superhero.

Well, that'll keep people from panicking
in the streets.

Well, obviously Vixen has to be stopped.

Well, I can't figure out how she showed
up so fast last night to save Leslie.

Well, you said she was fast.

Yeah, but there's no advance warning
before the attack.

No gunshots, no screams, no cries for
help, nothing.

And suddenly, there she was, boom.

Almost like she knew it was going to
happen.

Clark, there you are. I didn't get a
chance to thank you last night for

my life.

It was no big deal, really.

How's your head?

It still aches, but thanks to you, at
least, I still have one.

You took a big risk for me, Clark. I
won't forget that.

It was no big deal, really.

Have you talked to the police? Did they
have any leads on who the gunmen were?

No, and since Vixen vaporized them, we
probably won't find any. So I take it

didn't recognize who they were? Well, I
only caught a glimpse, but no, I didn't.

I hope this doesn't mean you're the next
CEO on the hit list.

Well, actually, your attack was a
different M .O. than the others. They

shot at, they just disappeared.

Well, frankly, I'm not as concerned
about myself as I am about what Vixen's

capable of. I mean, if push comes to
shove, I just hope Superman will be able

stop her.

Me too.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot. Here's
the bank's ATM tape you wanted.

Oh, great. How did you get it?

Jimmy told me the FBI was giving him the
runaround. I gave them a call, promised

them a favorable article down the road.
Well, you learned fast, Leslie.

I've got good teachers.

I'll be interested to know if you find
anything on that.

Okay,

here we go.

There's the bank chairman.

Did you see that? He literally did
vanish.

No.

There. There, see that?

See what?

Yeah, right here. The blue pixels, they
turn a goldish hue, but only in the one

frame where he disappears.

Gold? You mean as in... Vixen.

So that's how the CEOs vanished? Vixen
just whipped them away?

Well, why would she do that? She treats
embezzlers just like she treats every

other criminal.

Which means she's taken the law into her
own hands.

I'm gonna have to stop her before she
hurts anyone else. How do you know where

to look?

I don't.

That could take a while.

Wait up for me?

Always.

Even couples completely committed to the
idea of parenthood should carefully

examine their lives to see if they're up
to the responsibility of children.

Mothers and fathers of today are often
busy professionals and may not

the impact a little one is going to have
on already chaotic lives.

Not you, too.

Hi, honey.

How's it going?

Oh, Clark, I'm so glad you're home. The
twins are hungry, and Jimmy needs

burping, and I've got the Queen of
England here for an interview.

The Queen? Great.

Raising kids sure is a piece of cake,
isn't it?

Oh, Your Highness.

Well, thank you for waiting, and thank
you so much for feeding little Perry.

Could I offer you some tea?

Jimmy's so cute. He just spit up his
pabulum.

Is he sick?

About your speech to Parliament.

Does he feel warm?

No, no, no. He just wants a bottle. Oh.

Oh, no.

Martha and Jonathan are all upset.

Honey, did I tell you that the Pope's
here? No, you didn't tell me that the

is here. The Pope is here?

How could I schedule the Pope and the
Queen on the same day?

Oh,

it doesn't matter.

How about if I go?

Can you manage? I'll just be a sec.

Hi, Your Highness.

Ah, holiness.

I really appreciate you burping, Sam and
Ellen. Or are those Lucy and Lana?

Oh, no. No, these are Lucy and Lana.

So, about your speech yesterday, did you
feel that... Oh, I forgot to warm the

bottle.

Thank you, Your Holiness.

Your Highness, actually, I forgot to
warm this bottle.

You're a busy woman. Was it like this
for you with Andrew and Charles?

Hi. Oh, I'm so glad you're back.

Buffalo Stampede.

Buffalo Stampede?

Would you look at the little nipper
flying already?

Boy, this really is a piece of cake,
huh?

Oh, they're still crying.

I better take them.

Oh, it's okay, Lois. It's okay, Clark.

How's it going out there, Your Holiness?
I better go check on the Pope.

It's a piece of cake.

It's Leslie Luckerby calling.

Leslie, wait. Hi.

Hi, it's Lois. Oh, I'm sorry to phone
you so late, Lois. I do hope I'm not

disturbing you and Clark. Oh, no, no.
Actually, Clark's not home.

Really? Well, the reason I called is
because I think I've come up with a

terrific plan on how to stop Vixen.

You did?

Yes, and I was hoping to persuade you
and Clark to come down to the planet

away so I could go over it with the both
of you.

Now? Why?

Well, maybe I've acted impulsively, but
you see, I've already put the plan into

motion. I didn't have a choice. The only
way it was going to work is if I moved

on it quickly.

Well, what's the plan?

Well, it's really too complicated to
explain over the phone, but the bottom

is, Lois, I'm going to need yours and
Clark's help to pull it off.

Now, I realize this is an imposition,
but I'd consider it a personal favor if

the both of you would just hear me out.

Okay. I'll be down there as soon as I
can.

Copy boy.

Copy boy.

Run this down immediately. I want it to
make the morning edition.

Okay.

June.

care what anybody says nobody wrote an
opera like puccini i want to kill

superman not an opera lover i see that
was my

failing i should have educated you he's
an obstacle to my mission to eradicate

evil i want to kill him an admirable
desire to be sure vixen but a bit

i'm afraid by the way where have you
been i was starting to get worried There

were children playing in front of the
secret entrance.

I had to wait for them to leave.

You should have killed them.

But they were not evil.

Just checking.

Wanted to make sure you were still in
the program.

And to that end, I picked up an early
copy of the morning paper.

I found our next target.

I don't understand.

That's Leslie Lekeby.

You wanted me to save him last time.

Why do you want me to eradicate him now?
Because now we know he's an evil man.

And your mission is to eradicate evil
men.

Isn't it?

Absolutely.

Lois?

Honey?

Well, what do you think?

Honestly, I think it's dangerous.

Hello?

Clark, hi.

I was getting worried about you.

Why didn't you tell me you were here?

Clark.

But how did you... Oh, a cell phone.

Oh. I left you a note on the coffee
table.

You did?

I'm afraid that this is all my fault.
You see, I'm the one that co -opted your

lovely wife for the evening.

It's no big deal. I'm just... Glad
you're okay.

Oh, it's perfectly understandable.
Listen, if she were my wife, I'd

never let her out of my sight.

You work out a lot, don't you?

Clark, Leslie's come up with a plan to
catch Vixen, but he needs our help

implementing it. However, this may all
be moot if Superman's already located

her. From what I understand, Superman
hasn't located her just yet. I just

to him before I got here.

Well, then, I hope this works.

Have you seen this morning's agenda?

It implicates Leslie in a multi -million
dollar embezzlement scheme.

Yes, my first spy line. Too bad it's
fiction.

What? That's part of the plan, to make
it appear as if he's as dirty as the

other CEOs, so that Vixen will grab him
next.

Baiting the hook, as it were, you know.

How do you know that Vixen won't just
kill you?

Well, that's where we come in. He wants
Superman to follow her wherever she

takes him, and then he can stop her once
and for all.

Yes, the only hitch, of course, is
whether or not Superman will be able to

up with her.

Well, we could get Dr. Klein to rig up a
transmitter to track Ledley.

That way Superman would definitely know
where to find him.

Now all I have to do is hope that
Superman will be able to defeat Vixen.

Of course, if he can't, well, then we're
all in a lot of trouble, aren't we?

Mr. Lockerbie, you realize, of course,
that it's... Vixen snatches you up at

super speed that you may not survive.

I'm willing to take that risk.

Why? I mean, why are you willing to put
yourself in such danger?

I like challenges.

It's all clear now, Ben.

The evil Mr. Luckabee should be emerging
from the daily planet in less than two

minutes.

You'll have to time it just right to...
Are you all right?

Well, to be truthful, I'm not feeling
all that well at the moment.

I don't like the light, you see.

I'm uncomfortable above ground.

Why?

You could never understand.

Why not?

Because you're a perfect being, Vixen.

It's beyond your realm.

You weren't a child raised in seclusion,
reared by servants behind walls, just a

lonely, disfigured troll, hidden from
the world by embarrassed parents who

couldn't look at me, even in my one good
eye.

There.

You happy?

Want to mock me?

Make fun of me?

Go ahead.

I'm used to it.

Just get on with your mission. Get luck
of me.

You understand?

Yes. But remember, Superman may be on to
you by now.

If he is, and he tries to stop you, you
know what to do.

Destroy him?

That's right.

Now go.

Make me happy.

Pretty brave thing he's doing. I'll give
him that.

But?

I don't know.

There's just something about the guy I
don't trust, I guess.

Really?

I don't see it.

He's been nothing but complimentary to
you.

To both of us.

Plus, he's putting his life on the line.

You see, that's exactly my point. He's
putting his life on the line for what?

A headline?

He just...

Seems a little bit too good to be true,
that's all.

Well, I know some people that would say
that about you.

Like who?

Like me.

I'm not complaining, though.

You know, when all this is over, I'm
going to call Dr. Klein and make that

appointment, you know, for Superman to
check in with you.

Good.

Kind of scary, huh?

Never occurred to me that we might not
be able to have babies together.

Well, maybe we'll have super babies.

Who knows?

Yeah.

What if we can't?

I mean, I don't even know if I want to
have kids. I just assumed we would have

that option.

Lois, I married you because I love you.

Not because...

we may or may not be able to have
children together.

Besides, there's always the adoption
option.

And it worked out pretty good for me.

Oh, poops. Here he comes.

Okay, it stopped.

In an alley by the corner of 5th and
Troy.

All right, I'm on my way.

Be careful.

All right.

Hello, Vixen.

You and I need to talk.

Because you're going about this all
wrong.

You can't stop me.

Your only way out is through me.

I've been looking forward to this.

Me too.

Two out of three?

All right, Vixen.

Enough of the games. Playtime is over.

Let's just...

You okay?

Yeah, I... What happened?

Vixen's gone.

Looks like your plan worked, Mr.
Luckaby.

No, I don't feel like a hero at all.

I was just the decoy.

Superman's the real hero.

He's the one who saved Metropolis from
Vixen's wrath.

With a big assist from Lois Lane and
Clark Kent, I might add.

By the way, look for their exclusive in
tomorrow's edition of the Daily Planet.

Thank you. No more questions.

Still don't trust him?

I don't know.

You know what's really bugging me?

Is Vixen.

I mean, she was at least partially
robotic.

Albeit a highly sophisticated one with
superpowers.

But it still means that somebody built
her.

Begging the question, who and why?

Someone wouldn't go through all that
trouble just to make a vigilante.

There's got to be more to it than that.

Well, I think ridding the world of the
evil Vixen was enough work for one day.

We can wait till tomorrow to find out
who created her.

And why.

All right.

Should I? Oh, no, no, no.

No.

I got it.

Vixen.

was magnificent.

Best $500 million we ever spent, as far
as I'm concerned.

She fulfilled the primary objective
flawlessly.

To take revenge on those traitorous
CEOs.

Then, make you look like a hero by
helping to defeat her.

No small obstacle for a man who in
reality is.

The son of Lex Luthor.

And once LexCorp has been rebuilt,
cementing your stranglehold on

move to the final phase of the plan.

Lex Luthor's ultimate revenge.

To possess Lois Lane and destroy
Superman.