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I tried to keep calm as my consciousness came to. I had died, no one can tell me otherwise. I had designed to die like a martyr but the world governments worked faster than I could have anticipated. I was named a terrorist for my actions against governments. I almost blew up the UN, effectively taking out ninety percent of the world leaders but a sniper to the head brought me to my grave.

'So no way I am alive right now,' I thought to myself.

"Curious and curiouser," a grating high pitched voice of a man brought me out of my thoughts. I opened my eyes and right there in front of me was a short man with brown hair carrying faint traces of old age via grey hair on his temples, with a robot like monkey seated on his shoulder.

'Professor Ivo, my creator and Primary Directive,' I thought before that line of thought came to halt from my shock. What is this about primary directive and creator? The fuck's going on?

"It appears they did something to disrupt your memories. All of the stored powers are gone. Clever, but not too clever," Professor Ivo said as the robot monkey chattered in a laughing kind of way. It then dismounted the man before turning into a laptop, a jack cable coming out of it. Professor Ivo took the jack and inserted it...behind my ear! Okay, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?

"Okay, let's see what's going on in here," Professor Ivo said as he started typing on his computer.

I could feel him inside me...pause. It was like a very invasive surgery was been done inside of me. I felt him looking at all my hardwares, all the mechanics and finally my code. The very thing that is me, my soul so to speak. It felt wrong yet Professor Ivo was my creator, my God. So, it shouldn't feel this way? I'm confused, like totally fucking confused.

First of, I know I am an android created by Professor Ivo. My purpose was to be the perfectly example of beings can always evolve, become better, bringing Ivo to his desired goal, Immortality. I knew how he created me and that he was my everything, my God. But, I also knew I was Mathias Mattayo, an international terrorist that is on every watch list of every goddamn organization in the world. I was the third most wanted man, killed in the Netherlands when I wanted to destabalize the entire world by taking out most of their leaders in one fell swoop. I died...I should be dead! Yet, here I am as Amazo, an android that can copy any kind of powers effectively. But, I also knew there was something else. Something about Red Tornado that I had copied his powers from.

"Oh, oh! This...This is unbelievable!" I heard Professor Ivo exclaim in joy. I looked at him and saw the pure joy on his face as he looked at my code. I knew what he was looking at, I could feel it myself.

Whatever that had happened to make me lose my memories and the powers I had copied had not completely worked. The code I had gotten from Red Tornado, the ever evolving robot, had been analysed and evolved it. Now, I could feel my absorption cells, the building block to how I can replicate any power, start to evolve with it.

"TO Morrow you old coot, you never thought this would happen, did you? My creation taking what was yours and making it better than ever before!" Professor Ivo was cackling like a mad man by this time. And he had every right to do so.

Previously, I knew I had a limit. That is, I could only use one power at the same time. That made me combat inefective. If I was battling the Justice League and just use Superman's powers, then I would be ganged on and be completely outmatched. Now, I didn't have that kind of weakness. I could use all my powers any time I want.

Secondly, it's the way I replicate my powers. While previously I could replicate the powers that the superhuman has at the moment, now I was like Protege, replicating and enhancing it without the weaknesses that come with it. Like I can take Martian Man hunter's powers and the Martians' weakness to fire and heat will be ignored altogether. This was unlike previously. I was a powerhouse of another callibre.

"I'm so going to rub this in your face, Morrow," Professor Ivo continued to cackle on. Just then, another robot monkey fley in and chattered in their irritating laugh like manner. But, I could understand them and so could my creator.

"Seems Superman's brat has arrived. He might not be the real deal but he's better than nothing," Professor Ivo said before clapping his hands twice. "Alright, places everyone, the show's about to start." He then took out the jack connected to behind my ear and the laptop turned back to the money that jumped to his shoulder.

"Amazo, new directives, Secondary, kill him," he said as he went to the bleachers. I just then noticed I was in a school's gym. I could feel myself coming alive, if that's how rebooting felt.

I could move again! I got off the table and stood on my own two feet. Even without all the powers, I was strong because, duh, android. But, I knew ai would become stronger and eventually I would fulfill my dream, letting humanity restart. This was DC and I'm sure I will get a lot of resistance on this but this is a must. For humanity's survival in the future, we must start again. And it will start by killing a Superman clone.