Lex Luthor, multi-billionaire industrialist and playboy stood on the terrace of Luthor Corp in downtown Metropolis, Kansas. The tall, handsome and bald-headed scion of power smiled as he beheld his favorite city. For a long time, Lex Luthor has been the undisputed king of the city. A few years ago, the Alien came and changed things. Everyone fell in love with Superman, and Lex Luthor absolutely hated the Alien for that. There was also that slap-happy bitch of a reporter, Lois Lane, who trashed Luthor in her articles and she seemed to worship Superman herself. Luthor hated the status quo...
"There you are," came a deep masculine voice. Luthor turned around and found himself facing...him. Superman. The blue and red boy scout. The Alien. Luthor's arch enemy. Luthor's nemesis. Luthor's enemy. Luthor's foe. The person Luthor thinks about when he sleeps at night. Superman looked flawless in his blue suit and red cape. The Alien had the looks of a movie star and the sex appeal of a porn star, and yet seemed oddly innocent at times. Luthor absolutely despises Superman. The billionaire's hatred of the Alien landed him in therapy. The good doctor told Luthor something he did not know about himself.
"Honestly, Mr. Luthor, you're in love with Superman," said Dr. Amanda Waller. The Howard University-educated and West Point-trained former intelligence agent turned psychiatrist smiled as she delivered those words. Luthor recalled staring at the plump, dark-skinned psychiatrist and wondering if she was insane. Lex Luthor has banged some of the hottest women on the Planet Earth. Hell, Lex Luthor even had a sexual relationship with Supergirl, the cousin of Superman himself. The tall blonde gal with super powers could suck a mean dick. Lex Luthor can have any woman he wants, no matter what planet she is from.
"No, I hate Superman," Luthor hissed, and he then walked out of Dr. Amanda Waller's office. The black woman smirked as she watched him go. The previous week, the roughnecks of Intergang got hold of some heavy duty futuristic weapons and tried to rob the First Bank of Metropolis. Superman intervened of course, and one of the robbers dropped some Kryptonite on Superman. Lying on the bank floor, helpless, Superman was close to dying. That's when something completely out of left field happened.
The robber, a woman named Misty Hollander, dropped dead, shot by none other than Lex Luthor himself. Luthor had recently purchased the bank and had been visiting it to talk to the new director. The previous director, some bozo from Gotham City, was sent packing when Luthor bought the First Bank of Metropolis from Gotham billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne. The bank staff actually cheered on Luthor. Even Superman seemed dumbfounded. Of course, the big blue idiot tried to save the female robber who had been trying to kill him. Luthor hated Superman for being such a goody two shoes.