Superior_Idiot
DCU Superman #26
“So…. Lemme get this straight.” Bibbo asks, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“You were hunting down the guy who currently runs LexCorp, Zeiko, who created you?”
“Yes.”
“So you decided to go to a facility where you met said guy that used another of you to take you out, but he got knocked out.” He continues, gesturing to the young clone that’s unconscious.
“Mhmm.”
“So you decided to bring him here to do what exactly?!” He looks back at me.
“To help us take out Ps-Psycho.”
“When did I ever say I wanted to take out Zeiko?!”
“You say you di-dis-disliked him. And Psycho is bad, me can tell.”
“There’s a clear damn difference between disliking and outright wanting to stop someone like Zeiko. And the second reason doesn’t justify anything!”
“How was me supposed to know that?”
“It’s common fucking sense, you moron!” He yells back, causing the child I rescued to move around. We look back at the child before Bibbo looks back and responds.
“We’ll deal with this later.” He walks to the kid, who begins to wake up.
“Hi.” Bibbo says, as nicely as he can.
“Where… Where am I?” The kid asks.
“You’re in a bar, my bar to be specific.”
“Oh.”
“What’s your name?” He’s silent for a moment before replying.
“Connor.”
“Nice to meet you Connor, names Bibbo Bibbowski. And this here is….”
“Bizarro!” I interject.
“Nice to meet you, I guess.” He responds.
“You never told me your name was Bizarro.” Bibbo adds in.
“That’s because Bizarro just made up Bizarro.”
“Why am I not surprised...” He sighs
“Anyways, what do you remember?”
“I… remember some things, a farm, me being in a room, and then I got something on my neck, and then nothing.”
“Ok, that…. Does not help us in the slightest.” He finishes with a sigh.
“Was man name Psy-Psycho?” I ask. He turns back to us.
“Tell me Connor, was there a man wearing a suit, with gray hair, who looked like a typical rich guy named Zeiko?” Connor glances away before responding.
“I don’t remember much, but I do recognize the name Zeiko.”
“Well that somewhat helps.” Bibbo responds with a relaxed sigh.
“What are next?” I ask.
“Well, now all we need to do is get the kid to the big blue and this’ll be over faster than you can say-” The door is kicked open by a guy in tactical armor followed by several more. They point their assault rifles on us.
“We found them sir.” One of them says as they clear a path for Zeiko himself.
“Hello.”
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An hour ago
“Do you have the signal?” Zeiko asks, tapping his index finger intensively.
“We’re tracking the signal from where he was last detected when he wasn’t moving.”
“How long could that take?”
“I-It depends, this technology is still experimental, it’s possible that it’s not working-”
“Not working?” Zeiko gets closer to the scientist’s face.
“Not working?!” He screams at him before walking away.
“Then what the fucking hell am I paying you cunts for?!” He turns back around to yell out.
“W-We’re trying our best Dr. Psycho-”
“It’s Zeiko!” He interjects, slamming his hand, everyone in the room looks to him, some scared, some silent. He takes a deep breath.
“Fine, just make sure you find them.” He finishes before leaving the room.
“Sir.” He turns to his assistant, looking visibly nervous, and holding a cell.
“It’s him.” She hands out the cell to him.
“Shit.” He mutters out. He grabs the cell and shoos his assistant away.
“Hey, how’s it goi-”
“Do not attempt to distract me, Zeiko.” The man on the cell interrupts.
“I have heard you’ve lost another subject of mine. Is this true?” He continues, Zeiko is silent for a brief moment before answering.
“Yes, but-”
“You lost another subject, five years and several million dollars worth of advanced technology, and you lost another subject? What do you have to say about it?” Zeiko’s silent, the fingers on his right hand are twitching. He spends the next few moments of silence regaining his composure before answering.
“Yes, I sent him to destroy the facility to get rid of all traces of us being there, but someone found us, and this someone could be an important asset.”
“...Continue.” The man on the phone replies.
“My men are looking for the test subject via tracker, it’s likely that this issue is with the subject, if we can find them both, and then take ‘em back, you get two for the price of one.”
“You’ve made empty promises like these before, I hope for your sake you make sure you hold it up this time.” Is the last thing he says before hanging up.
“Sir?” Zeiko turns back to his assistant.
“We’ve found them.” A smirk creeps up to his face.
DCU Superman #26
“So…. Lemme get this straight.” Bibbo asks, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“You were hunting down the guy who currently runs LexCorp, Zeiko, who created you?”
“Yes.”
“So you decided to go to a facility where you met said guy that used another of you to take you out, but he got knocked out.” He continues, gesturing to the young clone that’s unconscious.
“Mhmm.”
“So you decided to bring him here to do what exactly?!” He looks back at me.
“To help us take out Ps-Psycho.”
“When did I ever say I wanted to take out Zeiko?!”
“You say you di-dis-disliked him. And Psycho is bad, me can tell.”
“There’s a clear damn difference between disliking and outright wanting to stop someone like Zeiko. And the second reason doesn’t justify anything!”
“How was me supposed to know that?”
“It’s common fucking sense, you moron!” He yells back, causing the child I rescued to move around. We look back at the child before Bibbo looks back and responds.
“We’ll deal with this later.” He walks to the kid, who begins to wake up.
“Hi.” Bibbo says, as nicely as he can.
“Where… Where am I?” The kid asks.
“You’re in a bar, my bar to be specific.”
“Oh.”
“What’s your name?” He’s silent for a moment before replying.
“Connor.”
“Nice to meet you Connor, names Bibbo Bibbowski. And this here is….”
“Bizarro!” I interject.
“Nice to meet you, I guess.” He responds.
“You never told me your name was Bizarro.” Bibbo adds in.
“That’s because Bizarro just made up Bizarro.”
“Why am I not surprised...” He sighs
“Anyways, what do you remember?”
“I… remember some things, a farm, me being in a room, and then I got something on my neck, and then nothing.”
“Ok, that…. Does not help us in the slightest.” He finishes with a sigh.
“Was man name Psy-Psycho?” I ask. He turns back to us.
“Tell me Connor, was there a man wearing a suit, with gray hair, who looked like a typical rich guy named Zeiko?” Connor glances away before responding.
“I don’t remember much, but I do recognize the name Zeiko.”
“Well that somewhat helps.” Bibbo responds with a relaxed sigh.
“What are next?” I ask.
“Well, now all we need to do is get the kid to the big blue and this’ll be over faster than you can say-” The door is kicked open by a guy in tactical armor followed by several more. They point their assault rifles on us.
“We found them sir.” One of them says as they clear a path for Zeiko himself.
“Hello.”
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An hour ago
“Do you have the signal?” Zeiko asks, tapping his index finger intensively.
“We’re tracking the signal from where he was last detected when he wasn’t moving.”
“How long could that take?”
“I-It depends, this technology is still experimental, it’s possible that it’s not working-”
“Not working?” Zeiko gets closer to the scientist’s face.
“Not working?!” He screams at him before walking away.
“Then what the fucking hell am I paying you cunts for?!” He turns back around to yell out.
“W-We’re trying our best Dr. Psycho-”
“It’s Zeiko!” He interjects, slamming his hand, everyone in the room looks to him, some scared, some silent. He takes a deep breath.
“Fine, just make sure you find them.” He finishes before leaving the room.
“Sir.” He turns to his assistant, looking visibly nervous, and holding a cell.
“It’s him.” She hands out the cell to him.
“Shit.” He mutters out. He grabs the cell and shoos his assistant away.
“Hey, how’s it goi-”
“Do not attempt to distract me, Zeiko.” The man on the cell interrupts.
“I have heard you’ve lost another subject of mine. Is this true?” He continues, Zeiko is silent for a brief moment before answering.
“Yes, but-”
“You lost another subject, five years and several million dollars worth of advanced technology, and you lost another subject? What do you have to say about it?” Zeiko’s silent, the fingers on his right hand are twitching. He spends the next few moments of silence regaining his composure before answering.
“Yes, I sent him to destroy the facility to get rid of all traces of us being there, but someone found us, and this someone could be an important asset.”
“...Continue.” The man on the phone replies.
“My men are looking for the test subject via tracker, it’s likely that this issue is with the subject, if we can find them both, and then take ‘em back, you get two for the price of one.”
“You’ve made empty promises like these before, I hope for your sake you make sure you hold it up this time.” Is the last thing he says before hanging up.
“Sir?” Zeiko turns back to his assistant.
“We’ve found them.” A smirk creeps up to his face.