Superman Vs. The Elite Novels & Stories

I poked him aggressively. “So you’re siding with the other mutts? I suggest you change your mind if you want to survive. They’ve wiped out enough, now it’s just a matter of picking off the stragglers.” He sneered. “Then the elite supernaturals will run this place and start expanding. Taking the country, the continent, the whole fucking world. Reconsider. If you please me, I’ll let you stay in my harem. Come on, little fox. I’ll be a good master. You could stay here safely.” “The elites are the ones who can pass for human or superhuman. Nothing with two natures except your people. And even then, only the males. Right?” I scowled.

SOMEWHERE IN A CAVE… Someone walked into the cave, making the person in the cave stop what she was doing. "It's Aaron" the person that walked in said. The Alpha of the Lumiere pack, he's the Supreme Alpha. "I know," the person in the cave replied. I've seen it, the Enlightened one is already speaking to him. We need to act fast before he starts to spoil our plans. It's almost time.

I have seen him train with Stefan before which is why I know most of his style. I watched by the bleachers besides, Martha and Lina as he fought with someone who challenged him. It’s not the usual challenge that I know of, where you fight with someone just to get their position or ranking. This challenge was meant to give the challenger a chance to be part of the Alpha’s elite. Last night, Martha made sure that I knew everything there was to know about the kind of warriors that Elias allowed to be around Stefan. ‘You might think that the Alpha’s elite is the most powerful soldier in the pack but you’re wrong.’ My eyebrows automatically rose as I questioned what she was telling me.

“Interesting.” “Yes. It makes perfect sense, now that I think of it. You can do all these amazing, miraculous things that ordinary people can’t. And your existence is almost completely secret except to Kate, Nate and me. When my husband first heard about Nate’s accident, all we could think about was our favorite Superman actor Christopher Reeve…” Inside his microchip home, Ecto rapidly pulls up files and images of the late actor. “Nate had a similar injury to Christopher Reeve. So Nate is like Christopher Reeve. Not Clark Kent, mind you. Christopher Reeve. They’re both celebrities, you see, and you – Ecto – you’re Superman. A real-life Superman. Not the fictional superhero.

"Arthur isn't working alone anymore. 'The Order' isn't just a club. It’s a private army of enhanced soldiers. Men he has injected with the unstable serum. They feel no pain. They have no fear." "So we are fighting an army of super-soldiers led by an immortal madman?" Alex, who was listening from the stairs, asked coolly. "Basically," Margaret smiled sadly. "Great," Alex adjusted his glasses. "I'm going to need a bigger server." Jackson stood up. He walked to the window, looking out at the perimeter guards. "He thinks he has super-soldiers?" Jackson smirked, but his eyes were deadly. "I have money. I have technology. And I have something he doesn't have."

Every intimate gesture—fingers brushing, whispered affirmations, lips tracing a jawline—became a strategic advantage, keeping Damian aligned under high-pressure conditions. Elite agents emerged from hidden passages, trained to intercept intruders with extraordinary abilities. Damian’s energy flared in response, but Eli pressed close, hands tracing along his chest and shoulders. “Focus on alignment. Every move… synchronized. Human first. Heart always. Tower second. And intimately… unbreakable.”

Dakota looked towards Jayden and said, “Jayden, order your Knights to go fight in pairs.” Jayden nodded and looked at their knights. “Fight in pairs! No one is allowed to be alone!” He ordered. His Knights instantly complied with his order. Dakota glanced at the Elders and noticed that they are not complete. Only three Elders were fighting with the Super Soldiers. “Ray!” Dakota called. “Yeah?” Ray yelled from the side as he slashed the Super Soldier in front of him. “Where is Elder Nathan?” Dakota asked as she continued fighting with the Super Soldier in front of her.

Mauve’s protests were quickly softened by Sephie’s coaxing, until she sat tied once more to the chair. Nicholas folded his hands, voice sharp and commanding. “Listen carefully. Save your questions for the end. Understood?” Mauve, sulking, gave a small nod. “Elite is a parallel dimension of Earth,” Nicholas began. “It exists a thousand years ahead of your time. Here, it is 2021. There, it is 3021. The geography mirrors Earth’s, but its population is smaller, tightly controlled. Resources are abundant. Our technology far surpasses anything here.”

Dennis wassn't a traitor, she realised, he was a tactical genius. "Okay, happy people," Kei interrupted just then, "we've successfully locked the traitor on Olympus with us. What then? How do we find them and still recover Item 13 in time?" "We split into teams," Arthur replied immediately. "Miss Months and Mr. DiSanto, you lead the Supermen to locate and retrieve Item 13. The director and I will search for the mole." Megan's resultant expression was that of surprise. "Are you sure, Mr. Dean?" she asked. "I mean, you did just refer to the Supermen as incompetent and Ricardo as an enemy combatant. You're sure you want to stake the safety of the world on that crew?"

"Kill him! I'll cover for you if he's dead!" Dozens of genetically enhanced elites cracked their necks once they received the orders. All of them possessed some kind of meta-abilities, and they were all extremely confident. Some had electricity dancing between their fingertips, some had a hint of frost in their eyes, and some even had their muscles instantaneously grow until their shirts burst open. However, Harvey did not show mercy to the mutant fighters using their meta-abilities and slapped them away. When he once again stood before Linus, dozens of the mutant fighters had already fallen on the ground. Then, Harvey slapped Linus away once more when he just pulled out a firearm under his