14th September
21:07 GMT
Okay…
Possible living Kryptonian encased in a lump of silicon, iron and kryptonite. Oh, and thorium and curium and a few other things as well because that kryptonite had to come from
somewhere and not all of the radioactive materials in Krypton were transmuted when it exploded. Thirty years' kryptonite exposure would turn a
Human into a dead irradiated lump of cancer. If anyone in there has been exposed, they're dead. But. If the craft had some kind of shielding and a stasis or high-end suspended animation unit (which I think I remember the Power Girl version having) and
everything stayed working (which is well within the capacities of Kryptonian technology) then she could still be alive.
Heat-based cutting is out, because that would make the Kryptonite explode and trigger a radiation pulse. Sonics aren't a good idea, because those could pass through the mass and damage the craft that is
hopefully within. Giant drill construct and hope Kon never mentions it to Guy? No, those still cause vibrations. X-ionised cutting tool?
I turn up my empathic vision, but if there's anyone alive in there then they're not experiencing enough emotion to register. Soo, cutting tool that could go right through whatever ship they're in isn't such a great idea. This rock is baked with enough regular and exotic radiation that I wouldn't want to bet my scans are
completely accurate…
I reach my hands forward and replace my armour's gauntlets with crumbler gauntlets. Still, not a
great option, but these
can be set to crumble particular materials. Whatever the ship is made of, it
won't be made of kryptonite. I know crumbled kryptonite doesn't explode… For whatever reason.
"Kon, I'm going to crumble the green kryptonite and the rock. If you see anything that doesn't look like rock, tell me at once.
"
"Sure."
Right. Green kryptonite fir-. Wait, didn't this rock drop a tonne of
non-green kryptonite on Earth in the comic?
"And you should probably back off and increase power to your environmental shield.
"
"Why? If you crumble it, there'll be
less radiation."
"Because we know that there are other kryptonite isomers and I don't know exactly how they'd react with an environmental shield designed to keep out the green stuff.
"
Ah… I think gold removed Kryptonian abilities. Red caused increased self-absorption in New Adventures and impulsiveness in Smallville and.. I think random mutations in the older comics? Black… Turns Kryptonians evil? That silver enchanted variety that made Superman behave like a child in Superman/Batman. And pink…
That… Probably doesn't… Actually…
Well, if it
does, I'm sure Kon can control himself until the effect wears off. I jab my hands forward, chunks of kryptonite
vanishing as I turn the crumble field up to a five metre radius.
Just kryptonite. Vaguely draconic construct arms grab chunks of rock suddenly no longer connected to the main mass and toss them aside. I move forward into the available space and press my hands against the mass
again. No, taking too long. Turn the crumbler field up again. Ten metres.
"Anything I can do to help?"
"Sorry, but I don't think so. Do you know if Cadmus has medical facilities for a Kryptonian? I know Star Labs Metropolis-.
"
"Wouldn't it be easier to take them to Superman's fortress?"
Another big lump of rock comes free, but all the big chunks of kryptonite from this part have been crumbled… Switch to silicon. Hands forward again.
"I don't know. Would it? I don't know what he's got in there.
"
"Really?"
"We're not exactly
close.
"
"You're not exactly
close to Batman. I guess I just figured…"
"Batman is in charge of the team and the Justice League. And he lives in a city with a high crime rate.
" Not as bad as it
was, by any means.
It's not Detroit or anything, not any more. But I certainly had business reasons for scanning there.
"Superman's fortress is in the middle of nowhere, and he hardly spends any time there. So even if I
did have a reason to speak to him
DON'T GO ANYWHERE NEAR THAT!
"
Kon backs off as I grab the shard of newly revealed black crystal in a
very thick construct. "Okay, but… What is it?"
Radiation… Similar but not identical. How the heck does radiation exposure make someone evil?
"Black kryptonite, apparently.
" I subspace it.
"We can study it later. Do you know for a fact that Kal-El has medical equipment in the Fortress?
"
"Yeah. He told Mom he was taking some of… Match's tissue samples there."
"That could just be a
lab.
" I bring my hands forward
again. Not… Too far now.
"Ring, contact Lantern Stewart.
"
"Transmitting now."
"Power ring detected."
Automated message, ignore it. And because I'm no longer on the Green Lantern Corps' shit list…
"What is it, Paul?"
"Not on Earth at the moment, are you?
"
"No, Athmoora. Why?"
"…happy to have his son raised…"
"Kon and I
may, possibly, have found a Kryptonian survivor. They're in a kryptonite-rich asteroid in what I
hope is a sealed container. I need to know whether Kal-El's got any sort of medical facilities in his Fortress or not.
"
"That's great news. And, yeah, he does. I took him there one time after he fought the Kryptonite Man and needed to get himself patched up."
"Thank you. I'll let you know how it goes. Orange Lantern Illustres out.
"
"…you well, but my brother speaks…"
I bring my hands forward again, crumbling the last chunk of rock between myself and what looks like the most structurally strong part of the craft. Okay, construct airlock and-.
"Emergency release."
NOWHATAREYOUDOING!
There's a small explosion and the front part of the ship is
blasted at me, revealing an emaciated young woman
currently being exposed to hard vacuum! I catch the chunk of ship and toss it aside as her eyes flutter and the cables plugged into her arms, chest and neck retract.
"…your care. My daughter-"
"Is that-?" Kon drifts closer to get a clearer look as I fill the area around her with breathable air. Okay, I'm seeing burns and
severe malnutrition, but nothing that-.
The light from Helios' blessing shines on her. She blinks, her unfocused eyes turning red.
Oh fuck.
Beams of red light flash out and bore through the inside of the asteroid!