It felt amazing being in space.
Getting bombarded by solar radiation across most of my naked body.
I was flying away from the Sun, but I wasn't getting ripped in half or anything.
It felt like I was getting pushed by billowing waves of solar wind. Swimming through the gravity well of the Sun, pulling on the tethers leading back home to Earth.
My speed increased over time. At first it was only hundreds of miles per second, but then it reached tens of thousands of miles per second. The friction of space itself was fighting against my biological forcefield at first and then the friction disappeared. I moved faster and felt no resistance after that. But I didn't wanna repeat the Venusian Impact from before.
Instead, I started slowing down, allowing the friction to return. Eventually I was only going hundreds of miles per second, dozens… Single-digits. And then I stopped right next to the Moon.
I scanned the Lunar surface for a few minutes. Then I slowly landed next to a small crater. With a smirk, I walked over, feeling the silvery dust squish up between my toes. My feet pressed down with enough weight that it didn't feel much different from Earth to me. I stopped manipulating gravity and I got a lot lighter. A few casual and slow bounces was all it took to go down to the center of the crater.
I reached down and picked up the big-ass hunk of metal that was the size of my torso. I could see through the outer surface, the golden core inside. Then I looked around and grabbed a few more big hunks of moon rock, regretting that I didn't grab anything from Venus. Then again, Venus was only like 30 to 40 million miles away. I'll go back there sooner or later. It's just a matter of time.
Kicking off the dusty Lunar surface lightly, I flew up towards the Earth without much effort. I protected the rocks with my forcefield and within a few minutes I was already cutting down through the atmosphere as if it didn't exist. Just soaring through the sky naked, feeling the warm sun on my back.
I could've gone straight down to Kansas, but I entered around the South Pacific. Then flew over the ocean for a while, coming down close enough that I could breathe in that warm, salty seabreeze. It smelled so fucking good compared to Venus.
"Phew~! I'm home again." It was badass to just casually go to Venus or the Moon, okay, maybe it wasn't that casual. But there's a reason so many assholes wanted Earth. It was a beautiful world for the most part. The climate was so nice compared to places like Mars or Venus.
"I need to stop holding myself back because of fear." I looked down at the ocean and grinned. I could see whales, sharks, all kinds of other fish and marine mammals. I flew above the Mariana Trench. There were fish-people swimming around down there. The Trench had hulking humanoid bodies with webbed, clawed fingers and feet. Their faces had big bulging glassy and reflective eyes, no obvious noses, big toothy mouths… Kinda reminded me of Venom, not gonna lie.
"Hmmm, well, not really any of my business." I ignored the random Trench people and turned my attention to the surface. I moved up higher and higher, then looked around at the ships scattered around. Some small sailboats, some massive tankers. Fishing boats, giant fishing boats…
"Seriously?" I saw a group of Japanese fishermen hauling in a big net full of dolphins. I glared at the ropes for a few seconds and thin lasers shot out of my pupils, easily slicing through them… And the hull of the ship.
"Mnn, well, whatever." I ignored the screaming dumbasses who were struggling to repair their ship that was taking on water. They had life rafts and there were quite a few other ships nearby.
If they died, they died. I didn't give a fuck. Especially on DC Earth, hunting dolphins and whales wasn't any different from hunting humans. Batman probably wouldn't approve, but fuck him. His company was involved in lethal human experimentation, human and drug trafficking, arms dealing, not to mention the fact that they're just your generic greedy megacorporation. No different than LuthorCorp really. They both dabble in sketchy shit and get away with all kinds of horrible crimes, while showing a surface of high-tech advancements and humanitarian aid or charity events.
"Speaking of human trafficking." I looked over at a cargo ship with a bunch of big metal shipping crates on it. There were at least four full shipping crates full of women and children. It was a Chinese ship? Though the crew was Malaysian. The trafficked girls and boys were mostly Asian, with some white or black figures here and there. Of course, there were also dark-skinned Asian people, but when I say black, I mean they're most likely African at a cursory glance.
"How do you save people in this kinda situation though?" That was a big problem, because there's a difference between slaughtering their captors or bringing them all to the US and actually saving them.They'd either get deported or stay in the country illegally, unable to go home or unwilling to go home. They'd probably get raped and abuses, enslaved, not much would change from me not actually doing anything at all. At most, I might make a few of them live longer, since a lot of the boys and girls are pretty emaciated and wounded.
"I can't believe I'm saying this… But I'm gonna have to start the fucking Justice League, aren't I?"
Now which unlucky, self-righteous assholes am I gonna rope into becoming my Superhero buddies?
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