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The DC Hybrid

I am Mon-El, the one and only Daxamite-Kryptonian Hybrid in existence, I was called an abnormal, an abomination, and an anomaly but like my mother said; I consider myself UNIQUE. ------------------------- Nothing belongs to me, not even the cover picture, I only own the changes I made to the original storyline.

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A woman saved my beauty sleep.

_ National City _ The year 2015 _

It's nighttime, in a huge organized office, there sat Monroe who had just finished surgery. Right now, he was enjoying the piano piece 'Mariage d'amour' composed by Paul de Senneville. He considers the piano one the greatest inventions of humanity.

Listening to it is one of his few hobbies, and since being a Surgeon doesn't allow much free time, he hates being disturbed, which was what happened when someone knocked on his door violently.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

'Andy better has a good reason for cutting my relaxation time.' He thought after seeing through the door who is it.

Using a controller, he stopped the piece.

"Come in Andy." He said calmly.

At once the door flew open as Andy entered the office.

"Dr. Elwyn! A plane is about to CRASH!!" He said quickly and while welling the last word.

Monroe's expression didn't change, he appeared as unmoving as a boulder.

"Andy, what do I always tell you? Always remain calm, a clear mind can overcome mountains while a disturbed mind can lead to dangerous situations. Now prepare to send over the ambulances to the crash site, of course, prioritize the critically injured patients and call all available on-call and off-call Doctors back here." He reprimed Andy, then gave instructions on how to proceed.

Andy looked ashamed at his mistake but as there is no time to sulk, he quickly headed off to do what was demanded of him after closing the office's door.

Alone again, Monroe removed his glasses and right away began monitoring the plane with his X-Ray and Telescopic Vision.

"486 passengers… This is gonna be a long night! Dammit! Where is Kal when you need him? If he saves them, I wouldn't have to work overtime." Complained Monroe as he thought of missing his beauty sleep.

Even though he is a Self-Sustained being that doesn't need to eat or sleep or breathe, he still enjoys the first two tremendously.

After his first 16 years of life being hell, he took note to live in the best comfort possible, and sleeping in a soft bed was it to him, as is eating the best delicacies the planet has to offer.

Just then an unexpected event that surprised even him happened… A brunette woman with striking green-blue eyes, flew toward the plane trying to catch up, but it was obvious to him she was inexperienced with flying.

She reminded him of Kal when he flew for the first time and when he taught him how to do it.

Without meaning to, Monroe clenched his fists and an excited expression made its way to his face.

If anybody who knew him saw him right now, they'll freeze in shock… Monroe was always a calm individual in their eyes; He smiles but never laughs, even when scolding someone he never raises his voice but always conveys his point and as for him being excited… they never had the pleaser of seeing it.

'Yes! You can do IT! Save my sleep!' He cheered in his mind, totally forgetting about the more important goal, which is to save people.

He continued observing as he eagerly waited for the crisis to be avoided and with much difficulty and by causing damage to the Otto Binder Bridge, the Sleep time was saved as there are no injuries after he scanned all people in the plane and bridge.

"Yes! Thanks, Rao, for your God-sent gift." He thanked the Deity he believes in for this fortune.

And as soon as he calmed down, Andy came back bearing the news that the plane was saved, after sending him away, Monroe quickly exited his office and after locking it, he headed back to his penthouse to enjoy his God-given sleep.

After parking his beauty of a car (Grey Lamborghini Aventador LP 700-4) in the underground parking lot, he took the elevator to his house.

Now we see him in his bed with his eyes closed when they suddenly flew open as they gained a black look and then he continued to stare blankly.

"I overlooked something… She is a KRYPTONIAN!!" He said the first part whispering and then shouting to heaven.

After observing and training Kal for years, he can recognize the physiology of a Kryptonian with one glace of X-Ray vision.

If he didn't meet Kal the situation would be different as his own physiology is different from normal Kryptonians.

It's not THAT different but enough so that he has to observe more carefully.

At once he got up and dialed a number in his phone then called before putting it on his ear.

10 seconds later the called person picked-up.

"Hello…" But Monroe didn't respond. "Monroe? Are you there?"

Monroe who has finished formulating his words responded.

"I'm confused Kal… Should I be angry because you lied to me on something this important or proud that you grew a pair to be able to keep a secret for me…?" Said Monroe in a PERFECTLY steady voice.

Unfortunately, Kal knows this tone quite well… This is the voice of peace before the storm.

"Wh-What do you mean uncle Monroe?" Kal's tone shifted immediately and he began calling him uncle to appease the beast.

Monroe snorted loudly at this attempt to rub his ego which informed Clark that flattery won't work.

"Well, you see, today I witnessed the most curious spectacle. Do you want to know it was?" Asked Monroe, his voice taking a suggestive tone.

"Yeees?" Replied Kal as he prolonged the 'yes' and with a tone that was not sure of wherever he chose the good answer.

"Ok let's see… First, a woman flying, saving a plane from crashing and the most peculiar thing was… wait for it, the uncanny resemblance between your physiologies. So, tell me Kal, is it me turning senile with age, because the last thing I knew was that I am unaging? Or is there something you should tell me?" Asked Monroe with an almost cheerful tone.

On the other side of the phone, Clark was sweating despite needing an unimaginable amount of stress for him to be able to do so.

'Shit… I'm getting a beat-down.' Thought Kal as he resigned to his unavoidable fate.

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