~Ring Ring~ ~Ring Ring~

The sound of the door bell echoed in the serenity calm of the house.

A young man about 5'7" walked from the kitchen, his bare foot tapped across the marbled floor. He wore a loose T-shirt and a black trousers. His brown hair cut short and his amber eyes holding peace. He opened the inner wooden door and looked through the screen door to see who it was.

The person who had rung the bell immediately looked to him as the door opened. He waved his hand with a tired smile. The young man in grey hoodie looked like he had had the worst day of his life, absolutely drained of life.

"Zion?" Mark asked as he opened the screen door.

"Yo mate," Zion replied in a tried voice as he walked himself in.

He removed his slippers and placed them in the rack with familiarity. He then walked into the living room, placed the bag he was carrying on the table and flopped down on the couch. He squirmed for a moment before he settled on his comfortable position.

He then extended his hand to take the food he had bought, but noticed that Mark was still standing.

Mark stood as he watch Zion take back his throne, the place he was every time of the day. Zion had been fixed to that comfy couch that even Marks parents don't sit there, well except for Mark's mother. Zion was respectful towards the lady as the men of the house were under her control.

"You want some?" Zion asked as he took his smoothie and a roll of shawarma.

He had bought the food from Bobbi's. The man was competent enough to not shut down the restaurant. He basically didn't care of the situation, he was even cheery about the new power's take over. He said and I quote, "I don't need to worry as long as Superman says he will protect us."

He also gave him extra rolls, due to his frequent visits.

"Really? Fast food the first thing in the morning?" Mark asked as he took the single seater.

He also took a shawarma and unwrapped it. He had yet to have his breakfast and the food was still hot. The duo ate their meal in silence and comfort, not sharing a word. They went back to a time, about two months ago, revisiting their time together in this house.

"Aunt May and Uncle Ben aren't back yet?" Zion asked as he gulped the last bit and slurped the smoothie.

"They will be back in about a month or so. They seem to be enjoying the break," Mark remarked. "I just pray that they will return safe with all the things that has been happening," Mark shared his worries to his trusted friend.

He had seen the declaration and the fireworks that happened last night. He had also felt light shockwaves that travels through the earth and the fireworks that happened on the night sky. He was scared, even with superpowered individual he felt so small. He was also scared of the future, after all Zion had told him that future will be full of chaos and being of power would collide and the thing are happening.

"You were not involved in this right, Zion?" Mark asked, expecting a resounding 'No'.

"No, I was the one who instigated it all," Zion answered to Mark's dismay.

Mark chocked on air at Zion's answer, good thing he ate his food, he had a coughing fit before he turned to Zion. "You...What?" Mark asked still coughing in-between.

"Yeah, man. You had no idea how much litters went down. I got to know Superman and Batman-"

"Wait, Batman is real?" Mark asked.

"Yes, he is and he dress like a bat," Zion answered before continuing, "After that I went to Mars and met up with Martians. I also stole their planet and went to war with them. Then I fought Wonder Woman, Green Lantern and Superman and Martian Manhunter. Then I took over Earth and fought a guy who call himself death named Darkseid."

Mark looked at Zion frozen, "You kidding me?"

"Nope dude, I got superpowers remember," Zion answered truthfully and flexed his Omnitrix.

Mark wiped his face with his hand and took a deep breath. His brain was reorganizing the total dump of data. It went over all of it from the start and linked the events together, but he still got an error at the end. His brain was not braining.

"Then Nion?" Mark asked, he had seen it on his phone.

He had freaked out when his phone randomly started playing a video, he nearly exorcised it in fire. He then watched the declaration, and tried to call his parents but he couldn't. Z.A.I was being fair. He then met with the elders of Heavenfield. The discussion ended with they will see what happens attitude.

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"It is yours truly," Zion grinned.

Mark looked Zion up and down. Now that Mark though about it, he did find the guy familiar. But his normal mind couldn't comprehend such absurdity. It not like you would immediately believe something of such significance after living a normal life. He even forgot about Mars and Martians.

"Why are you taking over the planet? How are you taking over the planet?" Mark asked the two from his million question.

"Because I can and I want to," Zion answered. "And I have the Nuke codes."

"Why?" Mark asked still not understanding.

"Really dude? Do you not see the world? We, humans, have made everything worse. People and countries have lost their ways, men and women are loosing their identities and the children are being killed because a woman couldn't keep her trap shut!" Zion spoke, a rage rising. "All of it had gone wrong, way too wrong. I am going to correct it. I don't care about the others but killing children is where I draw the freaking line."

Zion breathed out gaining back control of his flaring emotions, his suppressed rage was leaking. Maybe he should see a therapist about it. Nah, he would send his therapist to therapy. He sunk into the couch to lose his anger in comfort.

He was grown in church and was taught about many values of life. He could see that the world for being a shitty place it was. He was a single orphan in a small town, but not anymore. He had power, more power than any could hope for and he will change this damned world. He could rebuild it.

"Haaaa" Mark sighed but froze before he turned to Zion. "Wait, you didn't thing of Nuking us first did you?"

"I did," Zion answered, making Mark fall back. "I wanted to, but then I decided against it. Its like killing an ant colony when one bites you."

"Thank God," Mark praised.

People don't realize how much luck they had to have to not get nuked by a guy who just wanted to nuke the humanity. Zion always had a thought that humans were better extinct, but he had seen potential after knowing the whole story. He might not know what the future holds but he had seen hope, for humanity and all others.

"You should thank him for me taking over," Zion said.

Mark just shook his head, "Yes, but how are you going to change the world. You can't rule like a tyrant. You can't take peoples freedom away, Zion. People are individual and unique in their own right. All of them won't conform to societies norm, there are people who are confused and still struggling."

"That's why I will be writing the law that will include all of them as a neutral perspective," Zion stated. "I am going to conform society in my vision and towards the right path. Thing will change and people will struggled but they will adapt. What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger."

"But they will rebel, they will fight."

"Let them. Let them fight a wall that cannot be shaken like a democracies' paper thin values. Let them fight an absolute reign."

"It not freedom then, Zion. It will be a planet size prison."

"Freedom is nothing but an illusion, Mark. Freedom is a circle, and rules are its border, You have freedom within those boarder. All I am saying is don't engage before marriage, don't kill a child because you are dumb, don't start a war because of your greed, and faith is not a reason to murder."

"But do you truly think that you can control 7 billion people."

"No, I can't. People will retaliate against me and my rules. Many will rise, but may my throne be taken by a better man, or woman, I don't care. But until then I will draw the circle and have your freedom within."

"I don't know about this, Zion. Controlling the whole planet and its people is more than daunting task for a single individual. I can't even comprehend it."

"You don't need to, Mark."

"Whatever, I am too simple for this political struggle and monarchy" Mark got up from the couch ready to leave for his work. "I still got work to do at the factory."

He didn't want to think of world's problem, he was a simple man. Zion just gave a nod and didn't say more.

Mark stopped for a moment and turned to Zion, "Welcome home, Zion."

Mark smiled as he watch Zion squirm uncomfortably and didn't answer. He then put his sandals and walked out.

Zion looked at the familiar empty house and close his eyes to sleep. He felt safe and at ease. He couldn't sleep much in Metropolis. He always felt like a gilotin was hanging on his head when he slept, not the best of ways to sleep.

Finally he let down his guard and slept peacefully.

***

While our little protagonist was taking his well needed nap, the world, more like the hierarchy of world, presidents, generals, rich businessmen, and the hidden power all gathered in their own circle to discuss their situation. They tried to think of ways to secure themselves and their riches, yet they found no way to escape the planet wide siege.

In the United Nations General Assembly, emergency sessions were convened through skype, with representatives from every nation voicing their concerns and debating possible courses of action. The atmosphere was charged with a mixture of anxiety and determination, as diplomats sought to forge a unified front in the face of an unprecedented threat.

Simultaneously, intelligence agencies worked around the clock to gather as much information as possible about Nion and his forces. Satellite surveillance, cyber espionage, and covert operations were all deployed in an effort to penetrate the veil of secrecy surrounding the enigmatic invader. But it was all for naught as Z.A.I had already shown that he was able to control their networks.

Meanwhile, military strategists grappled with the sobering reality that their most potent weapons were rendered impotent against Nion's advanced technology. He not only had locked down or destroyed their potent weapons but he also controlled their nukes.

In laboratories and research facilities, scientists raced against time to analyze data collected from previous encounters with Nion and his minions. Every piece of information, no matter how small, was scrutinized in the hopes of uncovering a weakness that could be exploited in the coming confrontation.

Civilian populations, gripped by fear and uncertainty, looked to their leaders for guidance and reassurance. Emergency preparedness drills were conducted in cities around the world, while citizens stocked up on supplies and made plans to seek shelter in the event of an attack. NGOs and humanitarian organizations mobilized to provide aid and support to those most vulnerable to the coming storm.

The world prepared for the tides of change and a new rule of power.