Viltrum’s Legacy: Son of Krypton

Darkness was all he saw; that and his father, his race, and his home. Being destroyed , over and over again. It was on a constant loop in his tired mind, along with his long blood-soaked life. 10,000 years of brutal battles, toppling corrupt and evil Empires in the name of peace, fighting to protect the weak, the loss he'd suffered, and the heart ache. The long hard days of brutally training with his father and of learning lessons on ruling, not just with an iron fist, but also a steeled mind. All to watch it disappear before his very eyes; his father, his race, and his home, and all because of some power-hungry baSTARD!!

Crystal clear blue eyes snapped open, they were filled to the brim with pain, sadness, and copious amounts of rage. Their owner, a tall handsome male with slightly long black hair and the body of an Olympian God dressed in nothing but black pants, looked around to find himself submerged in what appeared to be a Kryptonian healing tank, with tubes attached to him monitoring his vitals. But his mind was in a rage as he thought of the homicidal greedy bastard who ruined his life and destroyed his world.

"BLACKSTARR!!," with a feral roar and an upward swing of his arms he shattered the pod holding him, along with damaging equipment and alerting the crew to his awakening.

Into the semi-destroyed medi-Ward of their ship, four individuals rushed to the healing chamber. They were all young and good-looking, with 2 being males and the other females. They all wore a similar garb, consisting of grey and white flowing tunics with pants and boots, along with a sash. Their uniforms all carried the same symbol to show their unification.

They rushed in to see their passenger fully awake and fully enraged it seemed. He turned to them, his eyes unfocused and blood-lusted as they shone with a fiery red glow, before with a mighty roar he shot towards the occupants of the ship at a speed they couldn't follow. He grabbed one of them before speeding them to the opposite side of the room and slamming him; imprinting him into the wall. He stood tall with one of the would-be saviors' necks gripped in his fist, a young man with soft tanned skin, light blonde hair and bright emerald eyes, his eyes closed in a grimace of pain. He stood at 6'2 with a similar muscular build to his crazed assailant. Who was shook from his madness at the strained words of his victim,

"Calm...down....Lord Mar." And In an instant the unknown man's bloodlust faded and his vision lost its tints. Which allowed him to see clearly the 4 people who stood, all with different looks, heights, weights, genders, yet all wearing the same traditional garb of his home world. Viltrum....He was Mar-El the son of the Grand Regent of Viltrum and the last Kryptonian, after the advanced yet backwards thinking race basically blew themselves into extinction. Krypton was an ancient and very advanced Empire, which caught the eye of an equally old but very powerful Viltrum Empire; due to Krypton's superior technology and gene manipulation advancements. The Viltrumite leaders also saw the great potential all kryptonians had under a yellow sun and wanted that power for a new Superior generation of offspring. The Grand Regent, and strongest Viltrumite to exist, Thragg was then married to the Queen of Krypton, Mara-El (OC) and they gave birth to him. His birth was the first step in an eternal union between the Viltrum and Kryptonian Empires. A union that was not fated to be, however as soon the core of planet Krypton destabilized and collapsed in on itself, blinking the planet into thin air. Thankfully Mar had been on Viltrum with his father learning the ways of their Empire and how to rule and protect and serve his empire. How to make them stronger.

Mar was in such a total state of shock staring at the clothing these unknowns wore, he unknowingly released the neck of the man he was throttling. His mind was a jumble and whirlwind, as he took a step back to observe the group that surrounded him as they helped their comrade.

'These individuals around me somehow seem to be survivors of both the initial Scourge Virus and BlackStar's latest assault. How could this be possible, EVERYONE IS GONE!!' Were the thoughts of denial flowing through the weary Viltrumite rulers' head. Especially with both tragedies so fresh in Mar's mind; losing so many to the Virus (over 16.5 billion full-blooded and hybrid viltrumites), his partners and unborn children, almost all of his comrade-at-arms from his brief time in Viltrum's Military. He had been spared thanks to his hybrid physiology, which after centuries upon centuries of evolution, had rendered even the deadly Scourge Virus inert. He mourned, grieved, and raged for who knows how long, several empty cities on Viltrum had been wiped from the planet before his anger was quelled. But soon he, his father who had thankfully survived, and the few thousand remaining Viltrumites buried their dead and persevered on to greener pastures to replenish their troops and expand their numbers once more.

Only to be ambushed by that grotesquely enhanced freak. He once again had to watch his people die, as his father forbade him as First-Grand Regent (A title only his father owned since Mar, being his son/heir, was Second-Grand Regent) from engaging BlackStar or his Antimatter ship. His last memory was of him finally saying to hell with his father's orders and rushing to his aid only for the anti-matter core of BlackStar's ship to self-destruct, disintegrating his father, the last few remaining Viltrumites, and his home world before his very eyes. All the while knocking him out, into a meteorite chain, and somehow into the hands of these rogue Viltrumites or whoever they may be.

Presently, Mar scanned the individuals surrounding him, he ruled out the one he assaulted as either a full-blooded or hybrid Viltrumite, due to his relatively normal appearance. The male next to him had some features of a Jupiterian (natives of Jupiter, and an OC race only relevant to the Jupiter's legacy universe), which included small flesh-colored horns on his head, and red eyes ringed with black marks. He also had long flowing black hair and a massive build (Picture Conquest) compared to most Jupiterian, that complimented his height of 6'4, leading Mar to suspect he is of Viltrumite descent.

'Only one way to be certain, " and with a thought he X-rayed the group of possible allies, using an optic ability gifted to him by his Kryptonian heritage. He was able to spot a certain cluster of nerves and veins, hidden deep within their inner ears. Fortune and luck seemed to be making their way back to his corner, he'd found survivors of his thought extinct race.

After they helped their friend, the group turned to face him, which gave him a chance to inspect the rest of them. The other two female members of the group were stunning to say the least, as most Viltrumite women were. One, that stood next to the Jupiterian, was 5'10 with light purple skin, silky black hair, and light blue eyes. It was obvious she was of Thraxan heritage given her purple skin and her looks only served to enhance her exotic beauty. The last member and female of the group who stood more towards the front of them and seemed to be their leader, was a true goddess given form. Mocha brown skin complimented her long dark brown hair, which was kept in a high ponytail. She cut quite a figure at 6'5, taller than Mar-El himself, but it was her eyes that truly captured him.

Furiously determined cyan blue orbs stared at him with a passion and loyalty he'd only experienced from his comrades on Viltrum. With a soft but commanding tone he addressed them,

"Tell me Viltrumite comrades, how did you survive the Scourge and BlackStar's latest attack? Were you not on Viltrum, no no I don't think so I don't remember your faces. So who are you and where did you come from?" His answer came in the form of them, as one, bowing before him with their right fist pressed to their left breast. Before they were soon ordered back to their feet with a silent gesture. Then the woman to the front and possible leader, spoke first,

"My name is Karna-El, my lord. I am the leader of this group and Captain of this ship, and a Kryptonian/Viltrumite hybrid like yourself."

"How is that possible, Krypton was destroyed before any other unions between our races could flourish? Several Viltrumite Scouts and their Kryptonian partners were on Krypton during its destruction. Any living or possible Viltrumite halflings were killed, my father and the Viltrum council were certain of it," Mar-El instantly, questioned as this newest development was unexpected, and if true made sense as to why she was leader and survived so long with the others. She was possibly nearly as strong as Mar-El himself, and he was more powerful than his father Thragg, the most powerful Viltrumite there ever was.

"My father was an infant when Krypton was first destroyed, but his mother and father, my grandparents who knew it was coming, sent him off the planet in an advanced, self-sustaining, lifeship. He landed on a moon close to Viltrum, where he spent the next 100 years growing and learning of Krypton and the galaxy. He would meet my Viltrumite mother, Annissa on the planet Khromium, where they birth and raised me until its destruction-, Karna said, before she was interrupted by a confused Mar.

"Where are they now, your parents," he asked

"They were killed when you destroyed the planet Khromium, my lord, during Viltrum's conflict with them" she answered in a forgiving, yet slightly bittersweet tone. Mar could only stand in shock and slight horror as in an instant his mind flash backwards to that moment. The moment he'd destroyed a planet and nearly its whole solar system, by hurling their Sun at it. The moment he'd unknowingly killed not one, but two of his own people, and one of the last of his Kryptonian clan.

It was nearly 10,000 years ago, during his adolescence as a century old Viltrumite, when a war with planet Khromium had begun. He had heard from higher ranked soldiers in the military, he was friends with, that Khromium had declared war after capturing, torturing, and inevitably killing two of their young Viltrumite scouts. He, like all his people, were in an uproar and called for the heads of Khromium's government leaders. He remembered his father had forbidden him from joining the battle since had not yet entered the Military, which minimum age required to enlist was 150 years (Mar was 128 years old during this time). But being friends with higher ups in the military's main fighting force had its perks.

Behind his father's back, he flew to planet Khromium with a battalion of 40 Elder Viltrumite soldiers, most of which were eager to see the strength of their young enraged Lord. As they knew of his constant brutal training under the watchful eyes of his father, and the unique yet powerful abilities his kryptonian/viltrumite blood afforded him. Their eagerness was rewarded, as soon as they entered Khromium's airspace to find its space naval force and protection field surrounding the planet. They sat back and watched as he, Mar, by himself, smashed fist and head first through several Mega-Class Star Dreadnought ships. Tore the only six Resurgent-Class Star Destroyer ships in existence, to pieces with his powerful telekinesis.

While also erasing several hundred thousand gunships with a terrifying combination of his heat vision and recently discovered Psionic blasts. The shocked and surprised Viltrum soldiers were ordered to return home as Mar finished the mission. They didn't argue and started their journey home, resigning planet Khromium to its fated destruction at the hands of their youngest Lord.

Mar wanted Khromium's end to be horrific, like he was sure it was for his murdered comrades, who'd been two of his oldest friends from Viltru's learning academy, but didn't feel like dirtying his hands with their blood personally. And he most certainly didn't feel like muscling his way through their impressive planetary defenses, which the planet Khromium was known for, to do so. So with a massive exertion of his telekinetic ability he dragged the planet's Sun, which was a blue giant star, from its orbit to himself. Making sure to bypass the other retreating Viltrumites, who could only watch in awe as he pulled an entire sun to himself. He didn't necessarily feel the heat of the star, but he did feel something as he moved behind it, into its center.

Unbridled power, as it's radiation strengthened him to levels he'd never felt before, he gave a physical and mental push to the giant body using all his strength. What came next was an event of epic proportions, the blue star quickly moved through space towards Khromium, before instantly burning through the planet's shield along with its atmosphere and entire surface. Mar watched with glee as the Star fully collided with the planet that was nearly half its size.

In nothing but an all-encompassing white light and a massive supernova, a Sun, a planet, and a half the Solar system said planet belonged to, was reduced to nothing. And all at the center, resting in the middle of a forming Stellar Blackhole, was Mar-El. He soaked in its energies, growing even more unmatched in power, while appreciating his work. Khromium and the entire line of planet's to its immediate left were simply gone, and the impact area of the planet and its sun was now a slowly closing black hole.

Mar snapped back to the present as he looked at Karna with a solemn face.

"I am greatly sorry Karna, I thought my actions during the conflict were necessarily at the time due to the situation. Had I known of your mother and father's residence on the planet I wouldn't have gone to such extremes for vengeance. In my blind rage I killed not only one of my own loyal, Viltrumite soldiers, but also one of the last possible links to my Kryptonian family and heritage. I am truly sorry from the bottom of my heart and I will do whatever it takes to be worthy of your forgiveness and loyalty," Mar said as his apology, only to be rebuffed by a calm Karna who replied,

" I understand My Lord and please keep your apologies, for they are not needed. It was almost 10,000 years ago, and I have long-since forgiven you and understood your need to take vengeance on those scum who harmed our people. My mother and father would have destroyed the planet themselves but were surrounded and outnumbered. It was your duty as a leader and protector to our people, which you and your father have done well for the last thousands of years. In my time as a nomad I have, no we all here, have heard the stories and legends of feats of your strength and power towards the betterment of the Viltrum Empire and the Universe, through its interference. That is why when we heard of the death of our people to the Scourge Virus, we banded together and headed to Viltrum to look for any survivors.

But instead we found you, My Lord." Mar was shocked at her, as she readily accepted his apology and offered him forgiveness, but was satisfied none the least. He then made a solemn vow to do his best to not squander her forgiveness or the faith she or the others had in his leadership. With a nod he looked to the rest of the remaining Viltrumites for an introduction.

The male Viltrumite, who he'd attacked during his awakening, stepped forward next and said,

"My name is Erik Anderson, My Lord-" He too was cut off as Mar said,

"My apologies to you as well my friend, forgive me for my earlier attack on your person. I was not in the right state of mind."

"It's cool man, uh I mean Lord Regent Mar sir. Sorry heh," Erik rambled out with a bashful look on his face. The now First and only Grand Regent, allowed himself a small smile at the humorous and easygoing personality of his newest ally and subject. He waved off Erik's apology and asked where he was from, how old he was, and why hadn't Viltrum known of him before. Erik then replied with,

"Well for starters I was born on earth in the Milky Way galaxy. I uh don't really know who my pops was but my mom said he could fly, was from outer space, and had a thick 90s pornstar mustache. I didn't learn about the great Viltrum Empire until these guys found me and started educating me about our race and all the amazing stuff you and our people have done. That was about 7 months ago, I'm 25 years old, and I awakened my powers at 10. I don't think you guys heard of me cause ole dear old dad probably wasn't looking to procreate. Way mom tells it, he was very low energy, if you know what I mean." Mar was in confusion at the pornstar mustance comment, so chose to ignore it and focused on the rest, and in summation found he had a young and vulnerable member of his race that needed proper Viltrumite training. With a nod he simply said,

"Thank you, we will begin your combat training soon. Now the rest of you." The Jupiterian next to Erik unemotionally responded next,

"I am Thrawn, the last son of the planet Jupiter, also from the Milky Way system and son of Conquest. I am nearing my 5,000 year. I was never discovered by the Viltrum Empire I think due to my father not believing in the fertility of my Jupertian mother. And that's plausible, seeing as in my nearly 5,000 years of living on Jupiter I've only witnessed or heard of 250 Jupiteran children being born. Until the day my fellow Jupiteran were slaughtered by the monster BlackStar, as I was off-world at the time." At the mention of BlackStar, Thrawn, and his other fellow Viltrumite halflings saw Mar-El clench his fist, while gritting his teeth as rage simmered in his dark blue orbs. The last female Viltrumite, was named Clarissa, and was a Thraxan/Viltrumite Hybrid that was 1,000 years old. She had gone undetected by the Viltrum Empire by simply staying on Thraxa with her Thraxan mother until her death, then continued on raising her siblings, then helping raise her nieces and nephews, and the rest of her extended family. For 1,000 years she raised and protected her Thraxan family, til a ship with three of her Viltrmite relatives showed up to inform her of the genocide of their people. She too shared her leader's hatred and rage towards BlackStar, as he'd stripped from her the chance to truly gain a connection to the other half of her family.

But she still had to steady herself as Mar-El, in his anger, shook their very ship, while unconsciously utilizing his telekinesis. The others, excluding Karna, who stood tall, all stumbled a bit due to the excessive rocking of the spacecraft. Though it was only for a minute, as with a single deep breath, Mar reined in his anger and released his telekinetic hold over the ship. He took a moment to collect his thoughts, before apologizing to the others for his outburst, and said,

"Once again I must hear of the cruelty and devastation this..Plague has reaped on the universe. He must be stopped. As Grand Regent my first mission for us, the last of the Viltrum Empire, is to hunt BlackStar down and end him. Then and only then, will we begin the restabilization of our race, on a planet of our unanimous decision. It is crucial that as the last and surviving members of the Viltrum Empire we remain United and in agreement on all decisions moving forward. We must protect the future of our race and BlackStar is a threat to that and he will be dealt with. Do you all agree?" With an almost imperceivable nod from the others, Karna turned to her leader, and said,

"We agree my Lord, it is an astute plan, and I think it could lead to something rather fortuitous for our race,"

"And how do you think Karna?,'' a curious Mar questioned. His attention was then turned to Erik, who stepped forward at a glance and nod from Karna. He nervously cleared his throat and said,

"Well um my Lord Mar as you know i'm from Earth, and while it's still kind of an unadvanced planet, it has potential. The humans, or earthlings there share our almost exact humanoid characteristics and features. But not only that, there are also a good percent of humans born with superhuman abilities, some of which are nothing to scoff at; I am talking about time manipulation, my Lord. Atmonkensis, Telekinesis, and Telepathy. Some have even shown Superhuman strength, speed, and durability. Nothing even close to ours but still like I said, nothing to scoff at. My younger earth brother and I even have flame manipulation." He raised his hand to summon a medium sized ball of fire. Mar looked on in astonishment before saying,

"Amazing and the powers seem to mix well with your Viltrum physiology. I assume you all wish to migrate to this planet once we've dealt with BlackStar-,' Only to be interrupted by an urgent looking Erik,

"That's another thing my Lord, we located BlackStar, like a week ago he was heading to earth. We wanted to wait til you were up and about before we just sprung the news-,''

"Take me to him, now.,' Mar instantly said in an angry clipped tone. With a nod Karna said,

"We are already on course for earth, and will be arriving there within a few days. But you must know we will face some resistance in the death of Blackstar, in the form of humans. Erik has informed me of a superhuman group who defend the planet and its inhabitants, they are called the Union of Justice." Erik then jumped in to add,

"Yeah, my younger brother, Briggs, joined them last year. He told me their leader, the Utopian, has some strict moral code about not killing villains, even the worst scum there is, just locking them up. It's bullshit and I thought you'd wanna know just in case we have to face off against him, or any of the Union. I just don't want my little brother getting hurt if this thing comes to blows." Mar simply floated toward Erk and laid a hand on his shoulder before saying,

"There's no need to worry, he is your brother. And even though he may not be of the Viltrum empire, he is under its protection, and no harm will come to him. You have my word, Erik. If this Utopian, or his Union interfere in our vengeance they will be handled with non-lethal takedown tactics only. I will personally handle Blackstar, in fact, while the rest of you monitor the area and keep others back. Is that agreeable?' After seeing Erik give his affirmative with a nod and sort of relieved sigh, Mar continued on saying, "Now with introductions out of the way, and our short term plans figured out, may I ask you all to show me the ship and my rest quarters?'

Thrawn gave a simple nod, while Karna and the others smiled at their lord, before Karna moved towards the door while motioning Mar-El to follow her.

"Of course my Lord, we'd love nothing more. You would be surprised to know this is actually the ship my father was sent from Krypton in. It was the latest and most advanced of Krypton's lifeships, it even has a World Engine and retrofitted Phantom drives. Along with a history drive that has all the knowledge of Krypton and galaxy stored. ' she said to an approaching Mar-El and the others. He gave a look of surprise before saying,

``Is that so, how has it lasted this long, and almost in pristine condition it seems."

"For nearly 10,000 years, my father and I have worked on this ship. Updating and modifying it, to make one of the most formidable ships in the galaxy, now let me show you Krypton's last and greatest creation, aside from us that is,' Karna answered with a gentle smile as she lead the others on a tour and eventually leading Mar-El to his chambers.

(For a image of the Ship picture a mix of the Scout ship and Zod's Black Zero ship From Man of Steel)

3 Days Later (Earth's Atmosphere)

Mar-El could be found, deep in the ship's planet archive, located on the east wing. He had recently changed his wardrobe to that of his common garb he wore on Viltrum, as Grand Regent. He was researching Earth's history when Erik zoomed into the room with pressing news, Picking up a transmission from Earth, it seemed BlackStar was currently battling the Union in a state called Nebraska and was doing severe damage to the population. Mar merely nodded in response before saying,

"I'll handle this, you and the others are to protect my flank and keep this Union out of the way,' Erik nodded in agreement before following Mar out the room and through the ship. After collecting the other they made their way to one of the ships exits, before making their way out and into earth's atmosphere and down to the planet.

Earth (Missouri Forest)

In a flat forested area of Missouri, several craters and bodies could be seen scattered throughout. It was a true battlefield as the heroic Union of Justice fought the monster, Blackstar, a superhumanly enhanced earth scientist, responsible for billions of deaths throughout the galaxy. He was truly trounching them, as he'd put several of them in the dirt with heavy blows, along with taking out the team's heavy hitters ( the Utopian, Lady Liberty, and Paragon). Yet they continued on trying to stop his reign of death and destruction.

Brandon Sampson AKA Paragon was exhausted. He and his friends and family had been fighting BlackStar for nearly 2 hours, and there didn't seem to be an end in sight. He watched his teammate and longtime friend, Vera AKA Phase Out, use her ranged teleportation to score several blows on BlackStar that barely affected him. She teleported around him, tagging him left and right, before the advanced supercomputer in his head, figured out her attack and teleportation pattern. On her last teleportation, before she could even land a blow, Vera's skull was caught in a crushing grip by Blackstar.

Who'd caught her using his superior reflexes due to bioenhancement, he relished in her screams of agony with a smile. Barry AKA Tectonic, another friend and teammate of Vera, saw her in trouble and used his Geokinetic abilities to start throwing rocky projectiles at Blackstar to try and distract him from Vera. It didn't work, as it served to only annoy him more, before he used Vera as a shield, stopping Barry's onslaught. He then began charging a chest blast, courtesy of the antimatter bomb that served as his heart, and powered him and his attacks. The others could only watch in horror as Vera screamed in terrible pain while Blackstar was seconds away from killing her.

Before she was suddenly yanked from his grasp, as if pulled by invisible strings, and into the air. While at the same time a powerful dome of energy surrounded Blackstar and the antimatter blast he'd just shot from his chest. The dome redirected the blast right back into his face, causing a massive explosion that the energy shield impressively withstood. Brandon and the others looked on in astonishment before they heard a voice and looked up to see a man floating holding an unconscious, but alive Vera in his arms.

He looked to be around 6'3 with a wavy pitch black hair, light blue eyes, and a handsome face. He had a powerfully muscular body, looking as if cut from diamond. He was wearing a uniform of sorts that consisted of a long sleeved red shirt with grey on the upper chest area, and grey wristbands. Along with light grey pants and dark grey boots, with a sash to complete his exotic looks. He gave them a unreadable look before looking to a raising Blackstar and said in a fierce tone,

"Leave the matter of Blackstar to me, humans, he is mine and the Viltrum Empire's problem now."

To be continued….