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It won't be long now.

Structural integrity has passed the point of no return.

I just need to put in the final calculations.

There has to be another way.

This is the only way.

My son, someday I pray you'll have a child

that will bring you as much joy as you have brought us.

Even in this short time, you have changed our lives for the better.

We love you with all that we are.

Goodbye, my son.

It is time.

Trans-light engines activated in three, two, one.

"In the decade of the 1930s,

even the great city of Metropolis was not spared

the ravages of worldwide depression.

In the times of fear and confusion, the job of informing the public

was the responsibility of the Daily Planet. "

Somebody kill me.

Why couldn't you guys be, I don't know, like, doctors or lawyers,

or, like, a celebrity chef?

Yeah, like, anything besides reporters.

Because reporting is an important and essential part of a civilized society.

They call it the fifth branch of government.

Or is it the fourth? Do you know where my purse is?

The couch.

But, okay, doing a report on reporters, it's boring.

Boring?

Good reporters make good stories.

Boring reporters don't last long.

Listen, every time I start a story, I follow a couple of rules.

One, find your hook, your angle.

How can you write this thing like no one else? It's like...

It's like, you know those violent video games you play?

I mean, I wouldn't call them violent.

Trust me, they're violent.

In those games, you're always looking for the weak point, right?

And sometimes, you have to hit them with different moves,

in different locations to beat it.

Same thing with reporting.

Find your angle, your "in"

and you'll vanquish your report in no time.

I guess.

Hey, which one of us has won Journalist of the Year?

You or me?

Oh, and one more thing.

With most stories, we already know the ending.

The airliner crashed. The girl was saved.

What's interesting is how that happened.

How we got there.

Always start at the beginning, and you'll already have your end.

The rest is cake.

Speaking of which, I have to pick up the birthday cake by 5:00. Shoot.

You want me to write about how you two dated?

I love you, Mom, I love you.

But you and Dad are the most unexciting couple in the entire universe

If only that were true.

That's hairspray. Your water bottle's by the door.

Yeah, I'll probably need it.

Remember, do your best.

I have to head to the city, but I'll be back before dinner.

Your dad should be home soon.

Love you.

- Three, two... - Forgot the purse.

And, Jonathan...

No looking for birthday presents while I'm gone.

Fine.

Bingo!

Cosplay?

Oh, too easy.

Don't look inside, Jon. You don't want to ruin the surprise.

- But then again... - Jonathan!

Dad's home.

Dad!

- Hey, kiddo. - Hey, how was your trip?

Good. Interesting.

The scientists have discovered this strange phenomenon

with certain types of ants.

Normally, they follow the queen ant's directions,

but now, they're moving of their own accord.

Which is better than if the queen ant was dead,

because if the queen ant dies, then so does the colony.

Sounds amazing.

Sorry I'm boring you with nerd talk.

Now, if you're done looking for presents in the house...

What? Me? No, I would never.

How about you help me with a few of the chores

that seem to have been neglected while I was away?

Hey.

Now you've done it!

Come here.

Where could he be?

Gotcha!

- Dad? - Yeah?

I know that you and Mom think that your job is super important,

and it is, and everything, but I don't know.

I... I miss having you around.

Yeah, I miss being around.

Son, someday, this will make sense,

but being a reporter, it's a big responsibility.

- It's- - The fourth estate.

Yeah, yeah. Mom gave me the whole spiel.

It sounds like fake news to me.

I mean, you've been gone for two weeks, for what?

Just to find out why ants are going crazy?

Well, it's really fascinating. They actually-

Yeah, I'm sure. I just...

Couldn't you, I don't know, look it up on the Internet?

If I didn't have to go, I wouldn't.

You need to believe me, son.

But jobs, especially mine, involve some sacrifice.

Come on, it's not like you're putting your life on the line.

You're just putting your name on a byline.

You'd be surprised.

But you'll be here tomorrow, right?

For your game?

Or your birthday?

I thought maybe you forgot.

Jonathan, you are the most important thing that has ever happened to me.

I'll never forget about you.

Wow! Look at that one!

Yeah, that's... You know what, kid?

I think your mom just got back. You better wash up for dinner.

Where are you going?

I just realized I have a quick errand to run.

Tell your mom I'll be back later.

- Sure. - And Jonathan...

Happy birthday.

Thanks, Dad.

Superman to Watchtower. Everyone all right?

Everything's fine. We were hit by some sort of space debris.

Looks like you closed it up,

- but if you want to come in- - No time.

A tsunami is about to hit Japan.

Contact Batman. Let him know the damage assessment.

He's into that sort of thing.

And then there was one.

Now batting, Jonathan Kent!

Yeah!

Come on, Jon! You got this!

Oh, look. It's Can't Hit Kent.

We might as well start packing up and head home

because this game's as good as over.

Strike one!

Strike two!

Come on, Jon, you got this.

Strike three, you're out!

Good job, Jonathan Can't!

You'll get them next time, kiddo.

Now, how about we go celebrate your birthday?

Jonathan?

I just want to go home, Mom.

How is he?

Upset.

You said you were gonna be there.

- I know, but there was- - Hey, you don't need to tell me.

Remember how many dates you had to leave in the middle of

because of an "emergency"?

The world needs you, I get it.

But... he needs you, too.

- I know. - He's getting older.

Maybe... Maybe it's time for the "talk. "

Jon? It's Dad. Can I come in?

No!

I know you're upset,

- but work was- - Work is important.

Yeah. You've told me.

I just didn't think that it was more important than your word.

Look, I'm sorry.

- I- - I don't care that you're sorry.

I just want you to be here!

You care more about your dumb job than you do your own son!

Jon, it's not like that.

Listen, let's talk this out.

I'm coming in. Okay?

Jonathan? Son?

Leave me alone.

I'm your father. I can't leave you alone.

Sorry, kid, it's in the contract.

No, seriously, Dad. Something is... Something's wrong with me.

- I'm a freak. - No, you're not a freak.

You're no more a freak than I am.

Dad, you just... You wouldn't understand.

Oh...

I might.

My dad is Superman?

Like, the Superman?

This is the best birthday ever!

Was it just the heat vision or was there something else?

I don't know.

Does he have X-ray vision?

If he has X-ray vision, we can't send him to school.

You know that, right?

I think it's just the heat vision.

You think? We need to know, Clark, this is serious.

So that means that I'm a superhero, too, right?

Like, does that... does that mean I get to join the Justice League and stuff?

Do I get to meet Batman?

What are we gonna do?

We knew this was a possibility. I just...

He wasn't lifting cars at two years old like you were.

So, I thought maybe it skipped a generation, like, red hair.

Don't worry, I'll get him checked out. We'll see what's happening.

It'll be fine.

Nope. Can't fly.

Mostly fine.

Woo-

Yeah!

Woo-

Oh, yeah!

Yeah!

Woo-

Mom? Mom!

What, honey?

Superman is out the window and he has some kid hanging on his back.

Yeah, you know what? I was wrong.

Here's my phone. Have some fun.

This is amazing!

My favorite part of being an alien.

So, you're... Okay. So...

That means that I'm half alien, too, right?

I'm half alien.

I'm half alien!

I'm half alien!

You're taking this a lot better than I thought you would.

Why wouldn't I? I mean, this...

My dad is the greatest superhero in the world.

Besides Batman.

It's pretty much the greatest birthday present ever.

Yeah. It's been really hard not to tell you,

but keeping you and your mother safe is my top priority.

That means being on call.

My job, my real job is helping the world.

Standing for truth, justice and the American way,

wherever that takes me.

Awesome.

Sometimes. But as glamorous as you might think this is,

it takes me away from you and your mother.

And you should know it's dangerous.

It's a real sacrifice.

Oh, what should I be called though?

What about... What about... Well, Superboy's taken, right?

So, what about, Dragoneyes, but with a "Z," or Supremo?

Or, Kid Wonder!

Superman Two or... What's that smell?

Gotham City.

This is Gotham?

I thought the Internet was exaggerating.

But why doesn't somebody do something about this?

Somebody is.

Get him!

- Dad, shouldn't we help him? - No.

He tends to get a bit grumpy when I step in.

Is he always this... Oh!

Rough? It's not as bad as it looks.

He's actually going pretty easy on them.

That's easy?

This is my town, Batman.

Hey.

Come on, Batman. Let's come to an agreement?

I'll promise to be a good bird and you let me fly the coop?

Okay.

No way!

Clark.

Hey, a little help here?

You... You... You're...

I'm Batman.

Wow!

This is the... Wow!

- This is the... - Welcome to the Batcave.

Look! That's the Batmobile,

and the Batcomputer,

and the Batdinosaur. And that-

Who's the new kid? Obvious Boy?

Jon, this is Batman's son, Damian.

Jon?

So, you have toilet powers?

Relax, Damian. They're friends.

Sure. Friends.

So should I go into your utility belt and get the you-know-what-a-nite?

Damian, please. They need our help.

Set up Jon in the Meta Analyzer.

Don't you mean the Bat Meta Analyzer?

Sorry. Sorry. I just thought... Never mind.

Fine. Follow me, farm boy.

- Is that a giant penny? - Don't touch the penny.

In fact, don't touch anything.

- Reminds me of us when we first met. - I was nicer.

How's he doing?

I mean, now that he's living with you.

He wants to be good, I think.

But what Ra's and Talia put him through...

Give it time.

No one ever said parenting would be easy.

Especially when they've been through so much.

Thanks. I hope so.

- He's done. - Well?

Nothing definitive.

I have no idea what powers could manifest next, if any at all.

If his first power set was brought on by extreme stress,

it stands to reason

that another traumatic moment...

...might unlock something else.

Let's test that theory.

Damian!

What was that? Are you kidding me?

- You piece of- - What?

You said a traumatic moment might help him unlock some more powers.

Seems logical to test it out.

Not by trying to kill him.

If I wanted to do that, he'd already be dead.

That's enough.

Who is this kid?

Out. Now!

Well, he's obviously not invulnerable.

Obviously.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. He's had a tough time.

He's had a tough time?

Jonathan, could I borrow your dad for a minute?

Yeah. Oh, yeah, of course. Sure, sure, sure.

I'll just be over here, you know, nursing my bat wounds.

Have you heard from the Watchtower lately?

Green Arrow hasn't checked in?

He said he'd give you updates after last night.

Last night?

The Watchtower, it was knocked out of orbit.

I was able to right it before heading to Japan for the tsunami.

I told Green Arrow to check in with you, give updates.

I haven't been able to raise them on comms.

I'm suspicious.

Well, that's not unusual for you.

Try them again.

So, where should we meet for patrol?

No patrol tonight.

We've been called up to the Watchtower for some emergency.

- Great. I'll head to the tower and- - Damian. Damian...

Only the Titans have been called to the Watchtower, and well...

You've never officially been inducted, so-

An oversight, I'm sure.

I'll head over, swear on whatever you have handy and-

No! No.

Damian, we've taken a vote.

We don't want you on the team.

You're just too violent,

and don't do well with others.

We are a team. We need to work as one,

and I'm sorry to say this,

but you don't care for anyone but yourself.

- Sorry. - Sorry? Don't be sorry.

The only reason I've come around

is 'cause my father, Batman, begged me to.

And why would I want to hang out with a bunch of Justice League wannabes anyway?

- Damian, I'm just- - Good luck on failing without me.

Hey, I was wondering if you could show me-

You have a cow?

Of course I have a cow.

When was the last time you milked her?

Milked her?

Yeah. You have to milk it, it's a cow.

Listen, I can milk her, dude. It's fine, it's no problem.

Over my dead body.

I don't need some small town hick telling me how to take care of a cow.

I'm the grandson of the Demon's Head.

I've killed more people than you'll ever meet.

So leave my cow and my cave alone!

Hey, don't look at me, he's your friend.

Green Arrow, is that you?

Yes. Sorry.

We're having trouble with the comms.

Whatever hit the Watchtower, knocked out a couple of transmitters,

but we're almost up and running.

Understood. Keep me updated as to your progress.

Of course, Batman. Watchtower out.

- Something's off. - Something's off.

Let me drop Jonathan at home and we'll head to the Watchtower,

see what's really going on.

Hey, Dad.

- Hey. Ready to go? - Yep.

Mr. Batman, you have an awesome cave.

It was really great to meet you.

Oh! And, here.

How did it go?

As well as can be expected.

Mom, I met Batman!

He's so...

- Broody? - No, I was gonna say cool.

All right, kiddo, time for bed.

But, Dad, we should go on patrol, right?

I mean, you never know what bad guys are up to in Smallville.

Then lucky them, because you need some sleep.

You have school tomorrow.

I'm leaving a present on your nightstand.

It'll help you on your first step to being a superhero.

Thanks, Dad.

I love you guys.

- Good night. - Love you, too.

Good night.

I have to go back out.

Something strange is going on at the Watchtower.

- It's the night for that, I suppose. - What do you mean?

I've been getting these wild tips

from contacts all throughout Central and South America.

The crime rate has plummeted.

Well, that's good, right?

You would think. But when I say "plummeted,"

I mean, there's no more crime.

Not even a purse snatching being reported.

We should go investigate.

I'll go get my cape.

- We did good. - Yeah, we sure did.

Watchtower. Batman, security code OX-11 docking.

It's quiet.

- Let's do a full sweep. - On it.

We have to get out of here. Now!

Some present.

So that's why you couldn't hit anything.

You're blind.

Whatever, Melvin.

Listen, Can't See Kent,

I think you need to apologize for losing our game.

"Our game"? You aren't even on our team.

Ooh!

I could be on the team if I wanted to.

But only nerds with good grades are allowed to play, and I'm no nerd.

Yeah.

Wait. I'm on the team.

Shut it, Kenny. You know what?

Maybe I'll just make Jonathan here do my homework,

and then I'll join the team and we'll never lose again.

In your dreams.

Oh!

Super-strength.

You okay, Melvin?

Of course I'm okay.

I must have tripped.

Like I said, how about an apology?

Only when your mom apologizes for your face.

Did you just... Did you...

You're in for it now, Kent!

Do your worst, Melvin, the moron.

Who needs the Teen Titans?

Teen Titans.

Stupid name anyway.

I'll make my own team.

Yeah, maybe we'll even lead an assault on Titans Tower.

Show them how well we can work together.

You tried to sneak up on me?

My mother taught me how to avoid that in the crib.

Father, are you, okay?

What the...

Father, don't make me hurt you.

It is time.

Father, please, snap out of it.

The southern hemisphere has been taken over.

We'll be at the tipping point soon,

and this planet will be ours.

And the others?

They've been taken care of.

All threats have been infected.

- It is time. - It is time.

They've all been infected.

No one's left, but...

Oh, really?

Yes, yes, I'll save him, okay?

But only 'cause you asked.

Honestly, Jonathan, I expect more from you.

And I'm sure your mother and father do, too.

- But Melvin- - You know Melvin has issues.

People like that need more sympathy and patience.

And maybe, if you have the heart, they deserve friendship.

- You're kidding me. - No, I'm not.

People like Melvin, they're hurt. They lash out.

But you take the time to get to know them,

well, they'll be the most loyal friend you'll ever know.

Thanks, but no thanks.

Just think about it.

Now, if you were any other kid, you'd be suspended.

But as it is, I put in a call to your mother and she said,

and I quote, "I'll be there to make sure he never does that again. "

I hope you learned your lesson, young man.

Yeah,

you know what, Principal Cunningham, you're right, lesson learned.

You really are amazing at your job.

I promise, no more trouble from me.

Damn, I am good at my job.

Really? Isn't that a little obvious?

I was actually a fan before I found out.

You know who was my- You know what? It doesn't matter.

What are you doing here?

Aliens are taking over the globe.

Come on, farm boy.

- We've got to go save our dads. - What? How?

What happened to your face?

Actually, another power kicked in today, so...

It was super-strength.

But evidently, super-strength doesn't mean invulnerability to punches, so...

So you punched yourself?

Just please stay on point. What is this about aliens?

That's right, you're a little slow.

Okay, one more time. Batman showed up,

tried to stick some parasitic organism on me.

I saw that you were next on the list.

So here I am. I've just saved you. You're welcome.

Look at this.

You hanging out with cosplay losers now?

Oh, he hit you.

Yeah, I did.

Should have used your heat vision, honestly.

Listen, kid, I know he's annoying, but we have no time to interact with you

Oh.

You'll make time.

Ooh.

What did you do?

Paralyzing technique I learned from my grandfather.

- He should recover, in about a week. - A week?

Jonathan.

Jonathan.

It's time to go home.

- She's compromised. - Oh, my mom never compromises.

She's been taken over, idiot.

What? No. No! She's fine.

I've been around the block, Kent.

I know when someone's being mind controlled.

- Shut up. - What, you don't believe me?

- Test her then. - Okay, fine.

I'll test her.

Hi, Mom.

When we get home, can I play video games

and maybe break into that tub of ice cream

you try to hide from me in the freezer?

Of course, dear. That sounds like a marvelous idea.

Now, come over here and give me a hug.

- Yeah, she's been taken over. - Told you.

Jonathan,

I said come over here and give me a hug.

It is time.

It is time.

It is time.

It is time.

She's right behind us!

Get in!

- Do something. - I am doing something.

I'm trying to fly away.

You do something.

You have heat vision. Just kill her already.

I am not gonna kill my mom!

Oh, there! The pond! Can you get us over there?

Sorry, Mom.

You think she's okay?

Yeah, she's fine. Great job.

Maybe we should-

Jonathan.

We need to lay low, examine the alien for weaknesses.

And how are we going to do that? You have an alien handy?

- Actually... - All right.

So, S.T.A. R. Labs maybe? Kord Tech?

No, no. They'll be compromised.

Okay, then where?

I have an idea.

Come on, lift with your knees.

I'm kind of new to this super-strength thing.

Just give me a minute.

Sure. Every minute we waste here,

the world is being overrun by murderous starfish,

but take your time.

- What? - Take your time! You're doing great!

Okay, okay, okay! I got it! I got it! I got it!

Yes! Oh, did you see that?

Who's the man? I'm the man.

Who's the man? I'm the man.

Great job. Now you just have to turn it.

That's it?

My father said Superman kept his most prized possessions here.

And all it takes to get in is a large key?

So, I guess super-intellect is not one of his powers.

What was that?

Probably just the ice,

you know, melting.

Is that a dog?

Your dad has a super-dog? Why didn't he tell you he has a super-dog?

Questions I'm gonna ask later.

I got it!

Come on!

Which way?

How should I know? I've never been here before.

Then why did we come here?

What?

Heel!

And I thought the Batcave was weird.

Krypto. Don't you know who this is?

This is Kal-El's son, Jonathan.

Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Good boy.

How did you know who I was?

A cursory glance at your DNA.

What are you, some kind of ghost?

No. I am the artificial embodiment of Jonathan's grandfather, Jor-El.

I, along with Krypto,

are the guardians of the Fortress of Solitude.

My grandfather?

Yes. You are from a long line of heroes and scientists.

The house of El lives in you now.

It's important that you understand who you are and where you've come from.

Embedded in the crystals before you is the total accumulation

of all literature and scientific fact from dozens of other worlds

spanning the 28 known galaxies.

Yeah, sorry, old timer. Maybe another time.

Right now, we got bigger problems.

Is there any way you can scan this, tell us what it is?

Yes, that is a spore from the alien known as Starro.

"Starro"?

A parasitic creature that can produce millions of spores.

These spores, such as you have in your vial,

are then deposited onto an unsuspecting planet,

taking control of its populace,

effectively controlling the planet

until the Hive Mind can then drain it of life unabated.

"Hive Mind"?

Like a queen ant?

Similar. Yes.

- What are you prattling on about? - My dad.

He said that a bunch of hive-controlled insects were going crazy.

They must have been reacting to the presence of the Hive Mind.

Which means, just like the queen ant,

if we can take out the Hive Mind,

- then the spores will just- - Die.

Impressive.

More likely just lucky.

So, how do we kill it?

Unknown.

My biological counterpart had just acquired the specimen

before Krypton was destroyed.

What good are you?

Can you at least tell us where this thing is?

I'm sorry. That is beyond my capability.

Great.

You know, my mom told me that in order to figure out a story,

you have to start from the beginning.

- When did these spores start showing up? - I know this.

After you came to visit us at the Batcave,

my father and your dad went to investigate

some problem at the Watchtower.

Something had hit it the night before, knocking out their communications.

They thought it was some random space debris.

But odds are...

- It was the Hive Mind! - It was the Hive Mind.

- So that means... - We have to go to space.

We have to go to space!

Miss Lane! Miss Lane!

Mr. White's been trying to get a hold of you.

Some sort of global pandemic has hit the southern states

and he wants you at the front line to-

- Open your mouth. - What?

Jimmy, open your mouth.

- Are you okay, Miss Lane? - No, none of us are.

Jimmy, there are aliens. They reach into your...

Jimmy, my son is out there.

I know he's in the middle of this, and I need to help him.

I thought maybe I could slip onto the mid-day program,

warn people, but... I don't know who's been taken over.

Aliens? Well, you mean, like... You mean, like Superman?

No, nothing like him.

I think I know how to stop them, or hurt them anyway.

I just... We have to figure out a way to tell everyone.

Get the word out.

Oh. Gee, Miss Lane.

The only way you could do that is if you were the president.

He's allowed to break into broadcasts in the case of emergencies,

- but, seeing as how- - Jimmy, you're a genius.

Shucks, Miss Lane.

It's a little cramped.

That is because my biological counterpart

made the ship for your father when he was but a baby.

- I toiled for years when- - Yeah, yeah, I get it.

Your grandfather likes to monologue almost as much as mine.

All right, let's do this thing.

Wait. There's something in my back.

Sweet.

- Is that a blanket? - Not anymore.

Well, what do you think?

It looks... completely stupid.

- Ready? - Ready.

Yes, you are right.

Their odds of survival are not good.

Not good at all.

Where's this Watchtower thing?

Right there.

What if they see us?

Jor-El said the rocket has a built-in stealth function.

We shouldn't show up on any radar.

Now, with a few codes I hacked from the Bat-computer...

Okay, so we're just gonna go in there, and what?

What do you think? We sneak in, kill this Hive Mind thing

and be back for Alfred's cucumber sandwiches.

Which, to be honest, are not as bad as they sound.

All right, be careful.

Careful? Please. I'm a trained assassin.

What? What is it?

We're in deep-

I wouldn't have come if it wasn't an emergency, Mr. President.

Despite our differences, you're the only one that could help.

I believe...

I know that aliens are taking over the world,

and I need you to make a public address warning everyone.

For you, Lois, anything.

She's clean.

Nothing except some hair stuff, hand sanitizer,

vegan granola bar and a cigarette lighter.

I quit.

It's just there to remind me.

And I'd like to remind you

that I've been saying this day would come for some time.

You've written op-ed after op-ed about my paranoia

with regards to extraterrestrials and now...

With regards to Superman.

- Listen, if you don't want- - Of course, I want to help.

That's all I've ever wanted to do.

But, in return...

What?

A front page apology

and endorsement by you in the next election.

Well, now I know you're definitely not infected.

Why is that?

Because you're only concerned about yourself.

Do we have a deal?

Deal.

Can't you, I don't know, use your heat vision or something?

Then what?

Silence!

You have sought to thwart my plans.

But Starro cannot be defeated.

It is time.

As long as there are free human beings, you'll never stand a chance.

You should be grateful.

Your kind was destroying the planet.

Now, there is no crime,

no poverty, no rich, no poor,

no more destruction of the environment.

At the cost of our free will,

and until you suck it dry for yourself.

Correct.

And then I'll move to the next planet, and the next.

With the technology that you've accumulated,

my kind will take over the universe.

And there is nothing you can do to stop it.

Damian!

So, what about us?

Are we going to join your starfish-headed goons?

No, you have offended me.

Kill them.

Don't do this! You're heroes!

It's okay, Jonathan.

I never liked this green cowled rip-off of my dad's anyway.

Come on, Robin Hood. I'm right here.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

What did you do?

You idiot! You can't even take a batarang.

What makes you think... Stupid, stupid farm boy.

I was just beginning to like you.

Good.

- You're arrow proof? - I'm arrow proof.

All right, Justice dweebs.

My friend here is about to kick your ass.

I am so sorry, Wonder Girl! I-

My fellow Americans...

...we're faced with a crisis of global proportions.

It's been brought to my attention

that an extraterrestrial being has begun to take over our world.

I urge you to remain calm

and allow yourself to be taken

by the almighty Starro.

It is time.

It is time.

It's time for you to burn, you son of a bitch!

Mom?

I'm an investigative reporter, asshole.

I knew you were taken over the minute you took the meeting.

Jonathan, I know you're out there.

I'm hoping, praying you can see this.

Heat can hurt this thing. You hear me, Jonathan Kent?

Burn this mother-

Mom, Mom!

Okay, so it doesn't like heat.

This is too easy.

About time.

Yeah, well, I was busy.

Turns out the Hive Mind isn't a fan of heat.

It won't come off.

Even with super strength.

Then we need to take out the Hive Mind.

Maybe your heat vision could kill him.

Come on, let's go.

Dad!

Gotcha!

I will kill you, Father.

We need a new angle.

Angle. "Try a different angle. " Mom was right!

What if we trade partners?

Yeah, why not?

But first, I'll need something.

Help me tackle Batman.

That's okay. I got it.

What's that?

My dad's insurance policy.

Man of Steel?

I just knocked out Batman with one punch!

It is too late.

We are past the tipping point.

Your world is mine.

That's what you think. Torch this thing, farm boy.

Useless.

I don't think your heat vision's gonna cut it.

Yeah, I know, but I had to try.

- What now? - Only one thing I can think of.

Yeah.

Okay. That's everyone that could fit. Jon?

Sorry, Dad.

Ready.

- So... - So...

We just have to make it to the control center

and then drop this thing in the atmosphere.

While avoiding a malevolent Hive Mind that wants us dead.

And that.

You know, my dad said being a hero was about sacrifice.

And I don't think I believed him.

But now?

The world needs Superman and Batman a lot more than it needs

a farm boy from Kansas.

Or an assassin with a cow.

I don't know. He's pretty cool.

- Ready? - Yeah, I am.

So, how do we knock this thing out of orbit?

I don't know.

I got it!

Damian!

- Shoot it! - What if I hit you?

It's better than being eaten by this thing! Shoot it now!

No! You will not stop me!

It is my time! My time!

Hold on!

I can't!

Hold on!

No way!

The Hive Mind must be losing its power.

The boys!

- Thanks. - Don't mention it.

You know, of all the ways to go, definitely didn't see this one coming.

Ninjas, yes.

Joker, possibly.

Crashing to Earth on a satellite while fighting off parasitic aliens,

not really on my radar.

Nice to know you can be surprised.

Woo-

Dad!

You're all right!

I'm better than all right, now that I know you're safe.

I...

I was... worried.

Why? I learned from the best.

I'm proud of you, Jonathan.

You put the world, us, above yourself.

That's what a hero does.

That's what a Superman does.

I have survived the ravages of space!

Did you think you could destroy me?

You are nothing.

You are-

Jonathan, get ready!

I'd call that a home run.

Hey, Damian. Listen, we took another vote.

- You did? - Yes.

After what you did on the Watchtower,

- saving us... - And the world.

...and the world,

we'd be honored if you joined the Titans.

Did we get cut off?

Damian, can you hear me?

Oh, I heard you. But you know what? I have a prior engagement.

Let me get back to you on that.

Get back to me on-

You're enjoying this a bit too much.

It's the little things.

Come on. I don't want to be late. Never been to a baseball game before.

Now batting, Jonathan Kent.

Good luck, Can't Hit-

Knock 'em dead, kiddo!

- I thought you had an emergency. - Barry's handling it.

Besides, I have more important things to take care of.

Hit it like it's an extraterrestrial parasitic monster!

Go, go, go! Good job, Jonathan.

- You got it, buddy! - Good job!

Keep going!

So, what now?

You think we should join the Teen Titans?

Go on patrol?

I mean, what's next for the new dynamic duo?

Nope. Dynamic Duo is Batman and Robin.

We're Super Sons.

Okay. Fine.

What's next for the Super Sons?

Well, I do owe you a birthday present.

Oh.

Well, what is it?

This.

Still can't fly.