Superman - Rise of an Empire

The world had already begun to shift under Clark Kent's leadership. As Admiral General, he commanded respect across nations, but now, after injecting the experimental Super Soldier Serum into his veins, everything was about to change—again.

The sterile white lights of the laboratory flickered as Clark stood in the observation chamber, his breath steady, his body adapting to the chemical warfare raging within him. Dr. Emil Hamilton watched nervously from behind a reinforced glass panel, his fingers drumming against the control panel as vital signs streamed in real-time.

Clark clenched his fists, feeling an unfamiliar sensation—his muscles burning, his heartbeat thundering like a war drum. The serum was working, rewriting his physiology at an accelerated pace. It wasn't Kryptonian power, but it was something else, something new.

"Vitals holding," Hamilton murmured, exhaling a breath of relief. "But the neural recalibration—"

Clark opened his eyes. The room seemed clearer, the sounds of machinery sharper. He flexed his fingers, feeling the weight of his own strength return, but it wasn't the same as before. This wasn't invincibility—it was raw, enhanced human power, sculpted to perfection.

Suddenly, alarms blared. A distress call from the base's security center interrupted the tense moment. Colonel Sam Lane, a hardened military officer and trusted ally, burst into the room.

"Sir, we have an incident—breach at the perimeter. Hostile forces inbound."

Clark didn't hesitate. His body, still adjusting to its newfound strength, moved with uncanny precision. He was no longer just the strategist, no longer just the leader. He was a soldier once more.

As he and Lane rushed toward the command center, Hamilton's voice echoed behind him.

"This is only the beginning, Clark. Be careful."

TO BE CONTINUED...