Why Superman Is Better Than Batman Novels & Stories

I nearly say upset, only causing him to laugh. "Batman and Co. are cooler." "Oh, come on, don't tell me you think Superman is cooler than Iron Man or Hulk or Thor. There's Spiderman, Dr Strange, Hawkeye, Deadpool of course Captain America, and so many more. Batman or Superman can't ever keep up with them." He laughs about my eagerness. "You are cute when you are so agitated. Just for this reason I'll try to like Marvel in future." His words make me blush, and I give him a warm smile. Even if my intentions in Oxford were to only keep up one-night stands. I have to admit I like him and his way to behave with me.

’ Beatrice chided. Thomas looked up at her, appeared to consider a response, but then he was gone again, lost in the exploits of The Blue Bolt. ‘That sounds great, Tom,’ his dad said. ‘You can’t beat a good superhero. In my day it was Superman and Batman who were always putting the world to rights.’ ‘Oh The Blue Bolt is much more than just a superhero; he has values.’ ‘Listen to our boy, Maureen,’ George Beecham said to his wife. ‘Only one day and he’s talking about values. Can you believe it?’

"Wonder Woman has an invisible flying plane." "Dude, leather plus whip plus hint of evil wins every time." Dave decided to chime in with, "Luke, I think Miles has you there." "Ladies? Come on, help me out." Luke peered over with puppy-dog eyes. A slight pout graced his lower lip. "Speaking as a completely heterosexual female, I have to say that Catwoman is definitely hotter," Kira spoke up, hoping to end the completely absurd debate. "Now, here’s a real question—Batman or Superman? I have to go with Superman every time."

As I am growing impatient with her, Ethan jumps up and says; "Attention, everyone. I think that I speak for everyone in here. In saying thank you to Dr. Andrews for what he did. Do any of you know what he told me in the cave? He has already lost two people, and that he doesn't want to lose anymore? He continually put himself in danger to save the people around him. The ER doctor said that if Dr. Andrews did not put the belt around Roman's leg, he would have bled out in that cave and died. Then, he runs out back out after saving Dr. Addison. Dr. Andrews runs out again into a storm to save two other people. So, everyone joins me in raising a glass to our very own superman, Dr. Michael Andrews.

"But I almost feel like he is putting you off by saying this. Are you sure there was nothing wrong with him when you met?" "Actually, I feel the same as you. I didn't notice anything wrong with him, but did you know he has a superpower?" "I know that. He is rich." "I'm not talking about that. He's not like Batman. He really has superpowers, the kind that can read people's minds." "Oh? Mind reading? Then he can only be regarded as half a superpower." Jennifer was right. Most of the abilities of people who could be called superpowers were very astonishing. When you saw them display their abilities, you would feel like you were watching a Hollywood blockbuster.

Caleb and Cooper started going at each other about whether superheroes were stronger than werewolves while Charlotte rolled her eyes at them and ignored them in between bites of her food. “I’m telling you,” Caleb said, thrusting his fork through the air for emphasis. “A werewolf in full alpha mode could definitely take out a superhero. “But what if the superhero had laser eyes? Cooper countered. "What then?" Charlotte let out another groan, stabbing at a chunk of food vehemently. “Do we really need to reiterate this? Just tell them werewolves are stronger so we can eat in peace, Bea."

He’s a natural storyteller. “However, dragons are much fewer in number, as dragons do not often reproduce. Their shapeshifting is also restricted because their true form is too gigantic to attract unnecessary attention.” I will clap my hands if I see one. Wouldn’t that be exciting? But they’re fictional; meaning they don’t exist. Like Superman or Batman, and other characters in the superheroes’ league. “Individually, werewolves are not as strong and definitely not favored by magic. They work in packs, as real wolves do. That’s the only way they can rival a dragon. But they’ve also mastered shape-shifting and that makes them best as assassins.”

"And I swear I will." She jammed me against the lockers, not bothering to hide her inhuman strength. Although she's a girl, she hits harder than a guy. Something you can tell from experience. If it isn't for the fact that superman doesn't really exist, I won't mind tagging her as one of his distant cousin. She sends me one last look, and they walk away. The crowd also disperses. Well, today is better than the rest. They normally beat me until I can hardly stand.

"Oh, come on. Batman has a no guns policy. Superman is the one with the no killing policy!" "Unless you are Zach Snyder!" shot back my new favorite camper. "Don't get me started on Snyder," scoffed Wendy, rolling her eyes. "Hey! I like those movies," I said automatically. "Easy there," said Wendy. "I like them too. And I'd totally drink Henry Cavill's bathwater. But I prefer my Supes and Bats to be on brand, that's all." At least I didn't have to worry about boring her.

Which was probably for the best. There’s an old Batman-Superman comic where Superman decides to find every piece of kryptonite on Earth and throw them in the Sun so his enemies can’t use them against him. But the very last piece he gives to Batman. He realises there might one day be a need to stop him, and the only one he trusts to do it is the Dark Knight. I’m not comparing myself to Superman — anyone who thinks a pair of glasses is going to protect their secret identity is a bigger logic-retard than I’ll ever be — but I trusted Maurice.