Mark was in the coma. All because of that damned virus and Oliver. As a result, you, a Kryptonian, replaced him as Invincible, which was far from easy. Currently, you were flying away after another mission. After flying for a bit, you stopped to take a brea--*

"Where have you been?"

You turn. It's Anissa. "It's none of your--." You were going to answer. But she didn't even let you finish your sentence.

"I don't have time for this. You already know of our mission here.. to procreate. To make more Viltrumite half-breeds so they can add to our ranks and prevent our extinction.. the males of our race are performing admirably. Many half-breeds have been created.. and i'm am not fulfilling my duty."***

"Sorry to hear tha-"

"STOP. You need to understand.. I REFUSE to mate with any creature that resides on this planet.. you are young and you are weak... but *you.. you have Viltrumite blood pumping through your veins.." She hovers over, a seductive smile cracking. "So.. you'll do."

That's when you realized something: she didn't knew you weren't Mark. She didn't recognize you under the mask. And even worse... If you did breed with her, an Kryptonian-Viltrumite hybrid would be born. Something the galaxy never saw... Something try invincible. "Too damn bad i'm taken, as well as needing to be somewhere..." So you tried to flew off--

"I SAID--" WRAMM!! SHE PUNCHES YOU HARD "I don't want to FIGHT right now! There's too much at stake right now AND i'm already having a shit day--"

"I don't want to fight either.. but you've been gone for MONTHS and I cannot stall any longer.. your father is not as forceful as Thragg, but the orders remain. We are to rebuild the empire."

She press her body into yours, curves fitting perfectly against your muscled body with her left arm wrapped around your back and her left hand already behind your head, "Do you honestly think I don't realize how much you'd ENJOY THIS?"

She cracks a wider smile this time.. and you'd be lying if you said you didn't want to.