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December 24, 2014

I sat in the back of a town car as I traveled through the outskirts of Metropolis. It was time for the Luthor family Christmas eve dinner, and I would soon be meeting my new mother for the first time since I entered this new world. Everything my memories told me fit perfectly with my impressions from the show. Lillian Luthor was a truly vile bitch, definitely worse than Lex. I was not looking forward to playing nice with her in order to gain access to Cadmus.

The majority of my research was still focused on nanotechnology. I hadn't made any major breakthroughs yet, but progress was steady. Nanotechnology was a highly advanced and difficult field, which was fitting due to the overpowered tech it could provide.

Eventually, the car pulled onto the grounds of Luthor Manor. Like most things Luthor it was both ostentatious and ominous. After exiting the car I entered the manor, making my way to one of the sitting rooms. I met Lex there and he rose to greet me.

"Merry Christmas Lena, it's good to see you," Lex told me as we lightly embraced.

"You too brother," I replied. "Is mother already here?"

"She's waiting for us in the dining room," Lex said as we walked in that direction.

Soon I was seated in my place at the massive Luthor dining table. It was very strange for only three people to be sitting at it. Lillian was at the head of the table, the setting sun behind her only magnifying the villain look that everything about her already screamed. Lex and I were seated across from each other further down. It felt like we were at a board meeting instead of a family dinner. There was an oppressively cold emotional tone in the air that Lena's memories told me was typical when dealing with our mother.

We ate a very uncomfortable meal together, Lex and Lillian discussing the Luthor business empire and its growth throughout the year while I occasionally interjected. Lex tried to include me in the conversation but Lillian was following her standard playbook for interacting with her step-daughter, being highly passive-aggressive with a side of emotional abuse.

God, bitch! I know Lena is the result of your husband cheating on you, but would it kill you to not emotionally abuse the girl you raised for most of her life after not seeing her for months? I felt very fortunate that I wasn't burdened by the original Lena's personality right now. I knew from the show she had some major issues, but this is some real bullshit here.

"Lena, I hear you have finally joined the rest of your family in accepting the threat posed to the human race by aliens," Lillian began once dinner was cleared. "I'm glad you got over your little morality phase. Perhaps soon you can get over your gay one as well."

I carefully kept my face neutral, as I had most of the night, before replying,

"I have come to see the alien menace for what it truly is."

Lillian gave a "hmmm" that could possibly be construed as approval before launching into a grandiose, and very racist, speech.

"It's about power, dear. Since the beginning of time everything in the world, the universe has revolved around power. Whether fighting for it, lusting for it, gaining it, maintaining it, losing it, every action that an intelligent being takes is in the end due to power.

That's the way the world works. Those with power hold it over those who don't. Our family has had power for a very long time. The Luthor name now inspires both awe and fear across the globe, world leaders bow to our whims. This power wasn't handed to us, we took it. Our family rose to prominence on the backs of our lessers. We ruthlessly used them to reach the top and stay there, as is our right as the powerful."

Lillian started off by explaining the core philosophy of the Luthor family, something Original Lena had heard many times before and refused to accept. She then continued into new territory, progressively diving deeper into human supremacy.

"Then he came. Superman and the rest of the freaks and aliens that came with him. They had no respect for our power, it must seem pathetic in their eyes. Superman is alien scum hiding with the face of man, but he holds the power of a god! He could crush us under his boot as you or I might an ant. Since his appearance aliens and other dangers have been popping up left and right, many likely orchestrated by him.

Luckily for us, he is playing the long game. Our research shows his species have highly advanced longevity. See how he plays hero for the masses and they adore him for it. That is exactly what he wants. After a few generations, they will worship him as a god and gladly surrender our planet to him, already dependent on him for our every need. The gates will be thrown open and the conqueror let in, this is his plan."

I struggled not to burst out laughing as Lillian explained what she thought Superman's motivations were. Even in this world, most people would view the idea as a nutty conspiracy theory and for me with my knowledge, it was even more laughable. It was telling that Lillian was incapable of imagining someone being motivated by anything but power lust. The idea of someone with power not instantly oppressing those below them was so antithetical to her she didn't even consider it. Still, I managed to keep an interested look upon my face as she continued.

"Thankfully this gives us time to prepare. Lex and I have gathered like-minded allies who want to put the aliens in their proper place, subservient to humanity. The Luthor family is one of the biggest backers of CADMUS, along with certain elements within the government. Humanity dominated this planet and forced the animals to serve our needs. We need to follow that example for the animals from beyond the stars.

Humanity must take everything from these alien infiltrators, their tech to their bodies. We must learn and advance, as our race has done for thousands of years. We are in a fight for the very survival of species and nothing is too extreme."

I nodded as she finished, before stating,

"I am willing to do my part to save the human race."

"Good," Lillian replied "We can use your intellect in our projects, I look forward to you joining us at Cadmus."

I returned to my home shortly after Lillian's villain monologue was finished, I had much more enjoyable plans for Christmas Day.

December 25, 2014

Christmas afternoon found me in my bedroom, preparing for a date. I was going to be attending the Metropolis Christmas Day Charity Gala, of which Luthor Corp was a major donor. My date for the event was Samantha Arias, Lena's frequent friend with benefits. Sam was probably one of Lena's closest friends, which was somewhat sad as they weren't really super close. Their relationship was generally one of friendly co-workers and fuck buddies.

I wanted to work more closely with Sam, not only was she a good friend and a gorgeous gay girl, she was a financial genius. She was on track to make CFO (Chief Financial Officer) of Luthor Corp, a role she had held in the show. She could wield the strange and esoteric magic systems known as the stock market and US Tax Code with great skill, providing me more resources for the future.

Unfortunately, Sam had a hidden alternate personality, a Kryptonian superweapon known as Reign. From what I remember of the show she was sent to earth around the time of krypton's destruction, arriving sometime after Kal-El. She was then raised by humans Clark Kent style. Due to her unique status as a magically enhanced Kryptonian biological weapon, her powers were suppressed and she grew up as a normal human, just never getting sick or overweight. As far as I know from the show the worldkillers, what Sam is, are kind of like Sayian children in DBZ. They are sent out to other planets as babies and raised until eventually the worldkiller personality awakes and conquers the world. Reign would wake up during Supergirl season three, where she was the main antagonist.

That means I have until 2017 to find a solution to this problem. Currently, I am nowhere near ready to go head to head with a Kryptonian, especially Reign, who is enhanced with dark Kryptonian magic to be more powerful and highly resistant to kryptonite.

Sadly, until I find a way to save her, I have to keep Sam out of my plans. Reign knows everything she does, which would be both dangerous and counterproductive. Still, that doesn't mean I can't continue my current relationship with her and hopefully enjoy her sexy body later tonight.

After a few hours getting ready I was dressed in a majestic red ball gown, my hair elegantly styled and done up in complimentary makeup. I was picking up Sam with a limo, we did have to make a spectacular entrance after all.

The car shortly arrived at Sam's building and she emerged in a stylish black ball gown draped over her slender, sexy body. She had gorgeous curly dark brown hair flowing down her back.

"Merry Christmas Lena," Sam said as she greeted me with a light kiss.

"Merry Christmas, It's always lovely to see you, Sam," I greeted her in return.

Sam entered the limo and we lightly conversed as it brought us to the event. I told her about how I was writing a symphony and our conversation mainly focused on that. I was a musician in my past life and Lena also had classical music training. This was an idea a while ago, it was something I would enjoy and it should build up my reputation as a genius. There was a lot of crossover between music in this world and my old one, but some differences existed. It would let me bring some of the most beautiful musical expressions my world had created into this one as my own work.

The car pulled up and Sam and I walked arm in arm out onto the red carpet. The cameras flashed as we moved to the entrance of the gala building. We split up to mingle for a bit before coming back together when the speeches for the evening began. The event organizers encouraged everyone to donate and honored some of the top donations. My name was read off as one of the top donors and I stood to receive applause. After that was done I took Sam out on the dance floor and we held each other in a graceful ballroom dance.

A series of dance, mingle, repeat loops that were typical for events like this occurred over the next few hours. I was approached by many people who wanted to express their admiration for my inventions and just as many con artists who saw my youth as vulnerability. I humbly accepted the first and sent the second packing using my best rendition of the Luthor trademark "I am going to bankrupt your entire family and have your dog assassinated in front of you" tone. It was amusing to see scumbags who had been trying to woo me into signing away my stock options or some other bullshit visibly shiver as they fled.

Late into the evening Sam and I were sharing another dance. I had spent the last half hour teasing her: lightly rubbing her body in relatively innocent places that I knew she liked, drawing her focus to my lips and tongue by playing with a straw or something as I eye-fucked her, and slipping into subtle innuendos.

"I have a nearby hotel room reserved for the night. Would you like to share it with me?" I almost moaned into her ear.

"Yes! you sexy, teasing bitch," She intensely whispered back to me.

I slipped her a key to the luxury suite of a high-class hotel that was across the street from the gala building as we removed ourselves from the dance floor.

"Room 503, I'll meet you there. Just need to grab my bag," I told her.

Sam took off to the hotel as I went to retrieve my bag. I had almost left the gala when I was accosted by a dark-haired woman who was quite stacked in the chest department, especially for being fairly short. She marched up to me, giving me a fiery, intense look.

"Hello, Lena Luthor? I'm Lois Lane from the Daily Planet. Do you have any comments about the allegations that Luthor Corp is selling arms to violent Kasnian rebel groups?" Lois demanded.

"I'm sorry but I'm not involved in sales, especially of weapons, so I couldn't possibly comment," I deflected whilst subtly checking her out.

My attention was drawn to a man slightly behind her, dressed in a loose-fitting suit and wearing glasses. I assumed this was Clark Kent, seeing as if you observed closely he looked a lot like Superman. Lois continued to integrate me about the various criminal and ethical violations of Luthor Corp. Knowing Lex, they were probably all true.

While she was doing that Clark pulled down his glasses and looked at my bag, presumably using his x-ray vision to check for anything dangerous or incriminating. I struggled valiantly to contain my giggles when his eyes widened dramatically and he started sputtering before breaking out into a coughing fit.

I guess he wasn't expecting to see the impressively large synthetic cock that was taking up most of my bag. I'll have to remember that Superman has a weakness to strapons in addition to kryptonite.

Are you alright?" I asked with fake sincerity, still trying not to start laughing.

Lois had also rushed over to aid him and was now helping him stand up straight.

"I'm OK," Clark gasped. "Sorry, I have allergies."

"That's quite fine Mr…" I responded

"Kent, Clark Kent," He introduced himself, now having his breath back.

"Well if you'll excuse me, Mr. Kent, Ms. Lane, I'm about to be late for an important meeting with a very good friend of mine. We'll have to talk later." I told them before rapidly exiting. However much fun it was to see Superman lose his cool over a dildo, what I was going to use it for was much more important.

I entered the hotel room to find the wonderful sight of Sam dressed only in a skimpy set of blue lingerie. She sent me an inviting look as I set my bag aside before slipping out of my dress and moving to join her. We met on the bed and started kissing desperately. I pushed her down on the bed, laying on top of her as I dueled her tongue into submission. Our bodies pressed together, hips grinding against each other as we made out.

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When her orgasm was over I withdrew the Euphoria Thruster and took it off. Sam and I helped each other clean up and get in bed. With our bodies entwined in a comfortable cuddle, we drifted off into a pleasant sleep.

January 14, 2015

It was two weeks into the new year, and a very productive two weeks it had been. 2015 should be a very productive year in general, seeing as it was the year season one of Supergirl takes place. I was quite looking forward to seeing Kara debut as Supergirl, the sooner she did, the sooner I could find out what she had under her iconic skirt.

In the medical field, my HAVID regenerator devices rapidly passed initial testing. They were now going out to universities and research hospitals for studies with a much larger sample size. All of the results so far had been overwhelmingly positive and I was already being hailed as a genius in the medical field. Luthor Corp medical division would soon be releasing the next generation of their prosthetic, incorporating innovations derived from my Euphoria technology. These new prosthetics would have much-improved feeling and movement abilities, the best in the market.

Personal advancements had also seen amazing progress. First, I had developed some new vital energy technology. I created and underwent a treatment that specifically boosted my natural pheromones to absurd levels. When combined with my high levels of mental control I could use my pheromones to project any emotion I desired to those around me. This was the first thing I had done that really tickled my new mind control fetish. I currently projecting a field that caused any woman near me to become aroused, which would likely remain my default setting.

The biggest advancement though came from nanotechnology. I was still working on nanites for mind control and curing cancer, but I had great success with augmentation and combat nanites. The nanites I developed were injected into my body and linked to my mind. They significantly increased my strength, I estimated I was at about Spiderman levels when it came to strength, speed, and durability.

That was very impressive, even if it didn't put me into Kryptonian levels yet. I managed to boost my reflexes to better take advantage of my extreme mental processing speed. The nanites also allowed me to control my pain perception and dramatically increased my rate of healing. I could now heal anything short of dismemberment in a matter of hours. Even if I was dismembered I would be able to halt blood flow to stop from bleeding out. With the healing nanites and my supercharged immune system due to the Vital Boost, it would take either highly engineered bioweapons or attacks that destroyed my head or chest to kill me.

Within my body I had installed a couple of nano-factories, designed to produce more nanites. In addition to replacing lost nanites, it would allow me to more easily exhibit the other major feature of these combat nanites. I could control the nanites outside my body, shaping them into fists, shields, weapons, tools, or anything else I could imagine. The only limitations were the strength of the nanites and the quantity I had on hand. With only what I had in my body I could make a shield and some basic weapons and tools.

I already created some nanite containers I could keep in my bag and I was hiding discrete stockpiles in places I spent a lot of time in such as my home and office. When I was near enough nanites I could do a good impression of the villain from Big Hero 6. The nanites were already pretty strong, the shields formed from just the ones on my person could stop conventional arms fire up to high caliber sniper rounds. When I had access to more I could make them thicker and more durable. Another benefit of the nanites was that I could use a few to stealthily infiltrate secure locations and gain physical access for my digital mind. I was already quite good at breaking firewalls, but physical access made it near-effortless.

Nanites were the project I had been working on the longest since I came to this world and they still had so much to offer. I was very satisfied with my combat nanites, and when I eventually made power armor I intended to incorporate a lot of them. I was still working on more medical and mind control nanites for humans and I suspected creating some that worked on various alien physiologies would be even more difficult. There were also numerous technologies I could use to improve what I had once I obtained them. Still, this was a culmination of months of research that I was highly pleased with.

It was the weekend and I was in a private lab I had set up, testing my new augmentations. As previously mentioned, they were quite effective. This lab was a secret one I had set up to test and build non-discrete tech that I wanted to keep secret from Luthor Corp. I was out testing the durability of my new nanites and how well I could control them, I continued working on getting precise data on my upgrades for a few hours before my attention was pulled away by an event noticed by one of my many thought streams.

I pulled up footage onto one of the large screens in my lab. It showed a gravitational rift swirling in the sky above Central City. A line of red lightning raced up to and around the hole while a flaming figure charged at it.

Looks like the Flash season one finale is happening and the giant sky rift that the original Firestorm sacrificed himself to close was here. I suspected that this would soon happen based on my knowledge of the show. This event was something I considered but ultimately gave up on. I was nowhere near built up enough to go head to head with a black hole created through fucking with the space-time continuum. Even without stopping it, I could still make use of the event. Sensors had been set up all across Central City in hopes of giving me data from this event. In the show this event created even more meta-humans, so I was hoping to gain some understanding of that process.

I kept watching as the sky hole was eventually closed, rapidly collecting all the data I could. This was certain to give me some interesting results.

February 9, 2015

My nanites slowly moved through the Cadmus facility as I was led to the lab I would be working in. The steps to initiate me into Cadmus had taken place over the last few weeks. Lillian and Lex introduced me to some of their fellow xenophobic business, government, and military officials. It was all very vague and subtle, everybody maintaining a facade of plausible deniability. I was added into their security systems and given a large amount of anti-alien fearmongering propaganda to look over. Today was the first day I was being shown a major facility that studied quite a few things, including the alien vessel I was here to research.

Cadmus had managed to get their hands on what appeared to be an extraterrestrial shuttlecraft, but they had so far made little progress uncovering its secrets. They were mainly interested in the weapon system on the craft. I should be able to discover all the features of the ship, the only question was how many I would share with Cadmus. I would have to show some impressive progress in order to gain higher access, but I didn't want to empower Cadmus too much.

I entered the area where the ship was, looking over all the data that had already been gathered. I found that they had the software of the craft, but were unable to interpret it. The alien code was swiftly thrown to my thought streams, they should be able to decode it faster than anything short of an AI.

Unfortunately, the network of this facility was isolated from wider Cadmus. Still, I could use all the research gathered here. I already saw a quite promising design for personal shields. For the next couple of hours, I worked on the alien code in my mindscape and tried to gain more information from the physical craft.

Eventually, I was interrupted by a high-priority alert from my monitoring system. I checked it and found a low-quality live news clip. I smiled as I watched the blurry video of a blonde woman in blue carrying an airplane. Things were definitely going to get fun now, Supergirl had arrived.