Location: LexCorp, Sub-Basement, Metropolis<br/>Villain: Lex Luthor<br/>TAG: Starlight<br/>(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdbRAKcIsAw/Tb1lssB9uPI/AAAAAAAAC9M/SfYDHKEZ6Vs/s1600/cliff-huddle-picture.jpg)<br/><br/>"Yes Miss Carlyle...Yes, that won't be a problem...Hmm, I agree...See you soon, bye."  Lex hung up the phone, spinning in his chair as he did and looking around his office.  God it was good to be him.  Rich beyond all reason, an intellect that frankly, was genius, and the will to see anything and everything through.  More than all he always thought it was the latter quality that truly allowed him to excel better than those around him.  Because there were those that had more knowledge than him, and even a select few who had a bit more cash...Maybe.  But his will...His will to do what ever it took to get the job done was what set him apart.  Now he knew that term was throne around a lot.  You asked one hundred people if that described them, ninety-nine would say yes.  Few people had a sense of self, Lex also prided himself in that in as well, but those ninety-nine people were liars.  None of them thought of what that statement actually meant, the sacrifice involved in it.  Five seconds of questioning and Lex could get them all to see what fools and hypocrites they all were.  Would you kill a child to get what you want?<em>No!</em>Would be their immediate answer.  And it was that answer which made him different.  Because Lex would kill a child.  A completely, utterly innocent child to get what he wanted.  And he would do it again, and again, till his wanted result was met.<br/><br/>He stood from his chair and walked over to the ceiling to floor window, looking out at the city below.  Metropolis.  Currently protected by one Power Girl.  An alien with powers remarkably akin to those of a young man Lex had known in his youth.  A Clarke Kent.  True name, Kal-El of Kyrpton; last son in fact.  And it was such prolonged exposure to Clarke that told Lex how much a threat that beings not of this planet actually are.  Creatures with the powers of Gods, who move faster than bullets, listen to events miles away...Were invincible.  Well, almost.  Lex had yet to test what a piece of kryptonite did against Power Girl, but he well remembered the effects they had on Clarke.  And depending the type of kryptonite, how greatly those effects ranged.<br/><br/>Not that the lost planet was the only one of his concerns.  Hawkgirl, this Martian creature, and his own little pet down in the basement, all beings from other planets.  All here on earth, holding in there hands the power kill them all with simple wish.  Lex needed to know how to combat that power, how to stop these beings from taking over and making slaves of them all.  And he also needed to know how to make that power his own.  For that was his ultimate goal, to the make the human race (himself) the epitome of genetic creation.  To literally make all humans gods, able to smite with simple thought those beings calling themselves such like Zeus and the things which lived in the place this Wonder Women hailed from.  She too he would one day like to examine...In more way than one.<br/><br/>But all that was so far ahead.  First was corralling these creatures, then learning everything there was to know about them.  Only after that could one even begin the slow and painful process of replicating results in human beings.  And after all that was done, the even harder trial of taking the best traits of each and combing then into one strain for man (once again himself) to take.  Only then would Lex's journey truly be complete...Yet so many years was it away, and so many sacrifices left to made.  So that was what separated Lex from the rest of them.  He was willing to give them all.<br/><br/>Every last one.<br/><br/>Till then though, a man had to right to enjoy himself did he not?  Plan for the future always, live in the present.  He was sure someone had said that before but in this moment, this present, he was going to take it for his own.  Now being a billionaire, there was a lot of stuff you could do to enjoy yourself.  But the one thing that always brought a spark to his day lay a mere few concrete sub-floors below this very building.  Which meant he simply have to step into his elevator rather than spin up one of his personal jets to head off to Rio for a drink on the beach.<br/><br/>Walking to his private elevator, Lex hit the button for the sub-floors, his thumb print (pulse beating through and blood sample required with it as well) getting him past the most advanced security system in the world, and a very complex key getting him past the rest.  Best not to knock the old methods, he always said, they so came in handy.<br/><br/>Soft music followed him as he went down, down, down, a certain kind of child like tension building in him as he got closer to his wanted goal.  When he finally got to the sub-level desired he stepped into a hallway one would expect to find in a hospital.  Everything clean, glowing with artificial light, smell of cleaning materials in the air, with just perhaps bit of attempt at ascetic beauty in the everything looked exceptionally solid.  And it was.  With one hit of an alarm this entire floor would shut down with the ability to contain well...Anything.<br/><br/>He walked along the hall, it breaking into various other ones, with simple doors of basic numbering as the only form of distinguishing them.  Some were close together, others were football fields apart, the maze of halls a complex pattern that must be learned by memory.  Lex of course knew the contents of all, for it all was his.  Despite what the various doctors and scientist who worked down here thought.  Everything, all of it.  Their work, their time, their results...All of it was his.  And he could do anything he wanted with it, whenever he pleased.<br/><br/>Coming to the desired room he opened it with the lightest of pushes.  Thing could take the beating of a lifetime, but its hingers were placed just so a small child could open it should they be authorized too.  "Get out."  Lex said to guard on duty.  The woman got from her chair with a pad in hand, forcing Lex to put his thumb in the given slot.  Only after it cleared did she holster her weapon and leave him to whatever business it was he had with this...Thing.<br/><br/>Lex looked through the two way glass, the soft light within so much less blinding than the medical brightness outside.  The monitoring room itself was only lit by the glow of the screens within, the vision before him a pleasing one indeed.  She was already held on the examination table, the doctors earlier apparently deciding to just keep her there rather then let her curl in the small bed provided.  Taking his jacket off, and removing his tie looked at her UV exposure for the day.  It was well within the safety limits, he would have nothing to worry of with her strapped to the table as she was.  Must always watch for that mouth though...She so did like to bite.<br/><br/>Passing the security checks from the monitor room into the cell proper, Lex walked in and hit a small button on a device in his hands.  Music began to play.  It was a long and bluesy sort of jazz, the kind of thing you could drink or cry too.  Lex so loved to play it when he had these sort of 'sessions'.  "Hello my sweet.  How are we this fine day?"  He asked playfully, standing above her and looking at that perfect body.  "God Kori, I must say.  No matter how many time I look upon you in the flesh...It always takes my breath away."  His eyes went to meet hers.  What today would he find within them?