Reign of the Supermen Page #2

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and ensure that we never

wake to another Doomsday.

You've seen him in the news,

but you didn't know who was

bankrolling him until now.

Ladies and gents,

I give you LexCorps'

new Superman!

Hello, ladies!

If you want a hero

who can measure up,

- I can...

- And I promise you

that as long as LexCorp exists,

Superman lives.

Metropolis will be protected.

Um, party's back that way.

Oh, hello!

Hello.

I was looking for someone.

Mr. Donovan.

Not here.

You look familiar.

You don't look so bad yourself.

Do you work down here?

What do you do?

Advanced genetics.

Fragmenting and manipulating DNA

for molecular duplication

and, ah, reproduction.

Ooh! Sounds important.

You don't think

a sophisticated clone

like LexCorps' new Superman out

there, just happens on its own.

Clone?

That's right.

Mr. Luthor.

- I was just...

- Mouthing off.

Again.

Word of advice, Donovan.

A man who can't keep secrets

shouldn't sleep around

on his wife.

Lex, I swear, I didn't.

Of course, you did.

And I'll deal with you later.

Get out.

Ms. Lane,

I'm hurt.

I always assumed once Superman

was out of the picture,

you'd rebound with me.

What the hell?

What do you think you're doing?

At this moment,

I am answering a question

posed by Lex Luthor.

Okay. Well, here's another one,

Why the hell are you here?

Lex Luthor is a known criminal.

Criminals must be eradicated.

- Thank you.

- For what?

Get down!

Why, Ms. Lane, you do care.

Call off your clones, Lex!

Only the boy is mine.

Sorry, pal.

Crash my party,

you get bounced.

You have been classified a

priority one criminal accessory.

Surrender or be eradicated.

Well, you've been classified

a priority one dirt-bag,

so, there!

Yeah!

You better run! Jerk!

Uh-oh.

Hey! I had that guy.

By all means,

go to town, Superboy.

It's Superman.

Okay, we can

do this the easy way

or the hard way.

Surrender Luthor over

to Superman and this ends.

That's enough.

We may see it differently,

but in the eyes of the law

Lex Luthor is not a criminal.

The rule of law is

a rule you never break.

And real justice

is everyone's right.

Even the worst among us.

Now, who the hell are you?

I'm Superman.

There is only one Superman.

Oh! No problemo.

Just doin' my job.

Like the boss says,

as long as LexCorp exists,

Superman lives.

And I'm Superman.

Me.

There he is! Over there.

- Over there! Over there!

- That's him!

Why are you here?

Nice work in there. Thank you.

He got away.

Yeah, so did we.

What happened to

the man in steel?

He took off.

Lois Lane. Daily Planet.

So, how old are you?

Excuse me?

How old are you?

Old enough.

Okay, babe. Hit me up.

That was revolting.

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