Title: Survival of the Species
Author: Jedi-Bant
Rating: Teen
Fandom: Superman
Summery: Not knowing about Jason, and still standing firm about Kal-el not forming any relationships with the humans, Jor-el and Lara take desperate measures to continue the species, whether their son likes it or not.
Warnings: Male and Forced Pregnancy (Not rape)
Disclaimer: I do not own Superman, Smallville, Teen Titans, Justice League, Batman or any other recognisable characters, places etc. featured in this fic.

The Watchtower. Headquarters to the Justice League of America. To most it is just another satellite, albeit a very large one, but to the members of the League it can be a home away from home, for some their only home, though most just go there for meetings, watch duty, or to catch up with the other heroes.

The satellite was fully equipped for almost anything the heroes might need, from supplies such as food or water, to spare weapons to restock. If anything went wrong on the planet below, the tower could happily support around 100 people for at least 6 months.

One of the main rooms in the watchtower though was the viewing room. Within this room were hundreds of screens, all playing something different. Some showed news stations, others were live security feeds for major landmarks or city centres. One showed the Whitehouse, another showed the Brooklyn bridge, yet another the Daily Planet, all were there to help keep the Justice League up-to-date with attacks that took place on American soil, whether it be a terrorist attack, a common robbery, or a metahumans gone bad. These screens aimed to inform the league of the countries goings on.

Of course all these screens were useless unless there was someone there to watch them. So every day Leaguers were rostered to watch the screens and inform the other members if anything happened which required their attention.

Many times though when something happened on the surface, a member of the team would stay on the satellite to co-ordinate the groups’ efforts and inform them of any changes to the situation that came through the system.

Normally, this role was given to J’onn. Not because he was less able then the other members, but because it was his wish. He was not one to enjoy a fight, and much preferred the co-ordinating side of the situation.

However, more recently, the job had been handed over to Superman.

Superman sat in the Watchtower, viewing the battle below from at least ten different angles, using all available security cameras in the area. The metahuman the others were fighting was not someone they had ever come in contact with before and he was proving to be difficult to bring under control.

A few weeks before hand the league had had a discussion about Kal’s continued presence on the team. Over the last few months of his pregnancy his abilities had been slowly disappearing to the point that now he was only left with his strength, speed and x-ray vision. He could occasionally get his heat vision to work but not consistently, and his invulnerability was still centred on the babies.

All his other abilities, arctic breath, telescopic and microscopic vision, super hearing, and flight were all long gone, and this had left the league unsure as to whether he should be allowed to remain an active member or not.

As expected, most had said that he should not remain active and should stand down until the babies were born. However, the fact remained that even without his other abilities, he was still the strongest member in the league, and with some enemies they needed that edge, and the rest of the league had realised that. Add to that, there had been still another three months, now just over two, to go until the birth. So it had finally been decided that unless it was an emergency, in which no other options had worked, Superman would stay in the tower and co-ordinate the ground team. In the case of an emergency, when he was the only option they had left, he would join the battle. That was until one month before the birth, at which point he had already decided that he would drop off the radar until after the twins were born.

Which lead to the current situation.

“Diana, watch your 5 o’clock.”

“J’onn, there’s a fire on your right, move around the other side if you can. John, can you move into J’onn’s position.”

“Flash, civilians on the south-east corner, can you get them out of the way?”

“It looks like he’s starting to favour his right side; can any of you exploit that?”

Superman was really coming to appreciate J’onn’s job a lot more. It was so much easier to just be in the thick of things and react, rather then trying to piece together how the whole group should act to move to get the best outcome.

The Leaguers were tiring, and they were obviously getting frustrated, which meant they were making mistakes. Hawkgirl was down. Her anger had gotten the better of her and she had taken a hit early on. Flash had moved her to safety before returning to help the others. John had hurt his leg too, and he now had a ring cast brace on to keep it stable until he could get a medic to look at it, though he refused to back down until the fight was over.

Batman was also out of the game. He had been using his jet, so as to avoid being pulverised by the super strong being, but had not been able to avoid the car that was thrown his way. The wing of the plane had been damaged and the eject failed so Batman had been forced to fly the jet back to the watchtower, or failing that the nearest airbase. Superman had already phoned ahead so that the base was prepared for his arrival.

J’onn, Diana, and Flash were all uninjured; apart from minor cuts and bruises, but Flash was little help. He could deliver blows quickly without getting caught, but he couldn’t seem to put enough force behind them to affect the Meta. Diana and J’onn’s blows did some damage, but it didn’t seem to be enough to take the being down. John was also able to do damage with his ring, and had made repeated attempts to restrain him, but he always managed to get loose.

“Guys, this isn’t working. Let me…” Superman started.

“No Kal, not unless we have no other choice,” Diana interrupted.

“This thing has already caused millions of dollars in damage, if one of those buildings comes down Flash won’t be able to evacuate the area in time. People are going to be killed if we don’t stop this soon.”

“We know that,” Green Lantern said, “just give us a bit more time.”

“Which buildings are close to falling?” Batman’s suddenly cut in.

“The office building on the west corner, 58 floors, is the most likely. The hotel opposite has taken a lot of damage too. They haven’t been able to completely evacuate either.”

“Just give us more time.” Diana insisted.

“No, enough is enough.”

Moments later a speeding object appeared in the sky, directed towards the Meta. People watching from balconies saw the object approach but the being was completely oblivious to him until impact.

Superman connected with the being going at Mach 2 leaving a huge crater in their wake. Without giving the being time to recover he started to rain blows on him, determined to finish this as quickly as possible. Whatever this thing was it was obviously made of very strong stuff and it returned strong blows of its own. Though not as strong as Superman, or even Wonder Woman, it seemed that this creature’s ability was that it was almost indestructible, and that was the problem.

Superman gave it a right hook to the temple in an attempt to knock it out, but the blow only stunned it. The creature retaliated by attempting to give the same blow back. Superman managed to block it with his arm, which worked, but his arm snapped under the force of the blow.

Screaming, but refusing to give in, Superman went for the Meta’s head again, but he couldn’t manage to get as much force behind the blow as before. The creature struck at him again, and this time he chose to duck. Wonder Woman found an opening to land other blow, distracting it long enough for Superman to have a moment to deal with the pain. To his relief, a glowing green brace appeared around his arm, similar to the one John was wearing, and he nodded in GL’s direction in thanks before throwing himself at the creature again.

He landed another few blows, with Diana throwing her own along the way. J’onn, Flash and Green Lantern all kept their distance. Wonder Woman could take a wild blow from Superman without too much damage; the others couldn’t and would just get in the way if Superman had to worry about not hurting them. John attacked with his ring from a distance, attempting again to restrain the being; while Flash and J’onn chose instead to continue to try and evacuate the area. The problem was that now Superman was there, many wouldn’t leave. They were too use to him winning and wanted to watch the victory. News teams were also hanging around regardless of the danger, caring only that they get their story, and only staying far enough back that their equipment wasn’t likely to be damaged.

The more blows Superman managed to deliver the weaker the being became, until it was only throwing wild blows; but it also got more frustrated. In a final burst of strength the creature managed to get through Superman’s defence and he went flying into a second story window and disappeared inside.

The work mostly done, J’onn rejoined the fight for the final time and a minute later they were standing over the creature’s prone body. Flash had disappeared after Superman to make sure he was alright.

Diana used her lasso to bind the creature, while Green Lantern made a green cage around it as a precaution until a containment crew arrived to take it away. J’onn worked to keep the curious bystanders away.

The creature contained Diana looked over to the window Superman had been thrown through.

“They should be back already,” she commented.

Green Lantern and J’onn both looked over as well searching for their friends.

“Superman, Flash, come in,” Batman said over the comms, when they didn’t reply he said, “J’onn, can you sense them?”

J’onn closed his eyes and focused, when he reopened them he said, “Something is wrong with Kal-El.”