Project A-Ko: The New Adventures of Supergirl.

Chapter 44

Superman tore down a wall, feeling a pang of stress in his muscles. The black haired man looked mostly recovered, but he was still suffering the after effects of the long tern Kryptonite and red sun exposure. Thankfully the Almerac warriors needed yellow sunlight to fuel their powers, and the lamps in Warworld were set to simulate it, so he was re-charging fast.

Mon El, looking much like a brother to Superman, helped blast down another wall with his own heat vision. He, Superman, Wonder Woman and Vril Dox were pushing deeper into the alien Warworld, having sent the alien captives to Earth via lifeboats. As they advanced they were set upon by waves of the young women who seemed to crew the planet, but their lack of experience with their powers meant they were reasonably easy to handle.

'As long as they don't get a large enough wave together,' Mon El thought as he dodged a blow, 'numbers can win over skill.'

"My vision seems to be improving," Superman noted as he used his x-ray and telescopic visions to sweep the planet, a grin teasing his lips, "I see who's attacking Warworld."

"Who?" Wonder Woman demanded as she let the elite warrior she was pummeling fall limply to the ground. Despite her uniform being in tatters she looked regal and strong, a smile teasing her lips.

"A-ko and the Justice League," Superman said. He seemed to soften slightly, looking more like the salary man Clark Kent, "She's taken up the mantle, just like we hoped."

Vril Dox finished modifying one blaster and holstered it, then drew the other as the geen skinned, blond haired Colulian followed the more powerful heroes. "Don't get sentimental," he barked, "it'll weaken your focus. We have to stop this attack, or your entire planet will be just raw genetic material for these madmen."

"Dox..." Mon El shook his head, sighing at his occasional comrade. "Aren't you ever proud of your son?" he wondered.

"He took over the LEGION from me," Vril said dryly, "what has your kid done?"

Wonder Woman just decided to ignore that. Putting her hand on Superman's arm Diana asked, "Where is she?"

"About half way across the planet," Superman noted, shaking his head. "They're fighting towards the command center in that region."

"Can you tell if Maxima is there?" Vril asked him briskly.

"No," Mon El noted, trying his own powers, "there's some kind of disruptor field around them. I can't see in there clearly."

"He's right," Superman confirmed, frowning thoughtfully.

"So we advance to the nearest command center," Wonder Woman decided, "even if it isn't the main one, I think we and Vril can do some damage there."

Vril finished altering the second gun as he nodded, "Give me any access to their primary data hub and I can cripple this place."

"Then let's go," Superman agreed, casually backhanding a attacking teenager, then the rest helping him deal with the dozens who followed.

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On and around the planet Earth, there was a chaotic swarm of battle. Flying superheroes met the first wave of Almeractian troops, the young women who had set out before Warworld was crippled. They expected a easy battle with their overpowering abilities.

They were wrong.

"Amazons!" Artemis yelled as the strawberry blond lead the charge, raising her bow as she continued, "Drive them to the sea!"

"I don't think it works like that, red!" Harley Quinn yelled, the blond using a humongous mallet to clobber a already shaken girl. She staggered backward, then the black haired girl was entangled in Poison Ivy's plants.

"Listen to me," Ivy purred as her pheromones and pollen washed over the teen, "you see only me, you obey only me."

"Obey," the girl said dreamily.

"Attack the others from Warworld and send them away for me," Ivy said, releasing the girl from the restraining vines. With a angry snarl she flew right into the already confused attackers, blasting away with heat vision.

Black Canary cut loose with her Canary cry, staggering another soldier and sending her crashing to the ground. A Amazon carrying a mystical blade cut the girl down before she could rise, then coolly cleaned her blade on the corpse.

"You didn't need to kill her," Black Canary scowled. Allison Queen paused a moment to get her bearings, taking in the wild battle around the island.

"Yes, I did," Cila, the red haired Amazon shot back, "this scum fried my lover."

In the skies above the island Starfire and her daughter Nightstar dove and weaved between the attacking women, blasting them with bursts of energy. Both women were experienced tacticians, using their powers to disable foes or to knock them into the reach of a Amazon.

The golden armored Fury tore a alien girl from the sky, the mystical heroine fully in bezerker mode. Helena Kosmatos was the host to one of the mythic Furies, and often struggled to control it. The battle madness now was a boon, giving her the strength and speed to face a half dozen attackers and drive them back.

Jesse Chambers ran with her immense speed, anger crackling through her body. For months she had been possessed by Rival, forced to injure those connected to the Flash legacy. Now that she was free she had a lot of anger to work out, and the invaders were perfect targets.

"Wow," Artemis murmured as Jesse Quick hit a blond at mach one, sending the girl flying away across the water. "Amazons, fight beside our allies!" she cried, "We will win!"

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President James Olson frowned as the redhead was ushered out of the White House, his security team a mix of secret service and Checkmate agents. "Hurry, Mr. President," the leader of his detail said briskly, "the first attack waves are hitting the planet."

"I'm aware, and where are you going to stuff me, exactly?" James asked as he hurried to the waiting armored flying limo, "The enemy flies, remember?"

Laura Young smiled wryly, the Checkmate agent ready to put her semi-invulnerable body between him and danger. She had a crush on Olson like you wouldn't believe, but kept it under control The black haired woman said, "They also have powers to attack the White House from orbit. Getting you clear is a priority."

"Point," James conceded as they climbed in.

They rocketed away from the building, even as they saw Natasha Irons being sent off in a seperate vehicle. His VP was without her powered armor, irritatingly, but she was still a brilliant researcher and politician. Even if she was a Republican.

"Steel team reports she's away," John Valor noted, the black haired young man sitting across from James.

James had always wondered if John was born with that name, but he'd never had the guts to ask. "So, are we headed for Air Force One?" he asked thoughtfully.

"The former JLA embassy," Laura said briskly, "DEO files indicate there's still a functioning teleport booth there. We'll use it to send you to the JLA Watchtower."

"I will not leave the United States while we're under a state of war," James shook his head firmly, "take me to the Pentagon bunker."

"Sir, we can't protect you there...," John started, when a alarm wailed.

"Incoming!" the driver yelled as he skewed the limo right, trying to avoid what was coming.

"Crap," James hissed as the limo bucked, "hold on!"

The explosion lit up the sky, the limo just... disappearing in a burst of incredible energies. The teenager who hit the limo was flying several times the speed of sound, the kinetic energy combined with her invulnerability destroying the Limo in a instant.

She paused a moment in midair, the petite green haired girl using her vision to scan for survivors. To her surprise she found one, descending to the earth and hovering over the broken, bloody body of Laura Young.

Laura felt her ribs shift, blood filling her mouth. "You... why...?" she managed to wheeze.

"Your President was a valid target," the woman explained calmly. "I am Zee. Your genetics must be quite strong, to have survived my attack."

"Wha...," Laura croaked.

"You will be remembered," Zee promised as she used her laser vision to put the woman out of her misery.

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Oracle listened with horror as the reports rolled in. Clearly the Almeracians had very good intelligence, better than anyone expected. The President of the United States, dead. The Chairman of the People's Republic of China, dead. The President of Russia was alive, barely, but Red Star had died in saving him. Paradise Island was besieged, as was Atlantis, though both were successfully beating back the attacks.

"We should have done more, we were too arrogant," Oracle sighed, the android glaring at the monitor screens.

"You passed warnings on to everyone," Lena Luthor noted, having teleported up to the Watchtower during the attack on Metropolis. "Hell, you offered every leader League communication devices, they just refused them," she shrugged.

"I know," Oracle sighed. She looked over at Lena as she added quietly, "Your girlfriend is still crying in the bathroom."

Lena winced slightly. Jessica had been heartbroken over hearing about her father's death just a hour ago. She had kept a stiff upper lip as the battle for Metropolis raged, but once the fight had ended she finally broke down.

"Can I go...?" Lena asked.

"With your command codes I'm into the Lexcorp satellite network," Oracle said, "and I'm deploying the weapon systems now."

"Good," Lena nodded, then hurried off.

Oracle mobilized the defenses, then set about calling every retired superhero and even some supervillains she knew. If the aliens attempted another blitz attack like this, thinking they could win, they would deeply, deeply regret it.

A beep on her terminal signaled a call coming in, and Oracle accepted it only to freeze. "You," she breathed out.

Lex Luthor looked old and wizzened, but his blue eyes were still sharp. "I will not tolerate this kind of attack on Earth," he said flatly, "I'm mobilizing my soldiers to assist." He smiled slightly, "Don't try to trace this call, you'll be wasting your time."

Luthor cut off the transmission, and indeed Oracle found she couldn't tell where it had come from. Another signal came in, this time from space. "Oracle, someone's launched another attack on Warworld," Green Lantern reported, "it looks like Chemo, the original Metallo and several other villains. Any idea why..."

"Looks like we have some unexpected help," Oracle sighed.

To be continued...

Notes: I had no intention of having Lex Luthor stay dead forever. Heh! And it seems kind of fitting that he'd turn up to help fight off a alien invasion.

Okay, why kill off Jimmy Olson? The aliens had telepathic scans of Earth and knew who to hit to cause maximum chaos. If they didn't go for the President and other political leaders, it'd be unrealistic. And even a idiot with Superman powers is deadly, so...