Alien invasion? Luckily, I'm Superman.

Peng!

The heavy metal door of Arkham Asylum was kicked off its frame and crashed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of gray dust. Moonlight streamed in through the open doorway, illuminating the eerie courtyard.

Supergirl Louise strode across the ruins, her armor gleaming coldly under the lights. She surveyed the mental hospital, its air thick with a chilling white light, a playful smile playing on her lips: "This is Gotham City in this universe? In our world, superheroes are criminals here. Interesting."

“Yes, Super Queen.” Outsider Alfred, leaning on his cane, followed steadily behind her, his tone calm: “Releasing them will tie up the superheroes’ energy. This asylum holds some of Gotham’s most dangerous lunatics, each one enough to give Batman a headache all night.”

The Super Queen didn't turn around. She strode into the corridor of the mental hospital.

Nightwing Dick saw Arkham's unusual activity from the clock tower.

He swung through the Gotham night sky in several arcs, landing silently on the roof of the asylum's main building. Through the broken doors, he saw a woman dressed like Wonder Woman, accompanied by an old man with a cane, rampaging through the asylum's corridors. Security personnel lay sprawled on the ground.

"Whoever you are, it's time to stop." Dick leaped down from the roof, and three darts spun through the night sky, shooting sharply into the air, heading in three directions toward the Queen's head, neck, and back.

Supergirl turned around, casually flicking the metal bracer on her right wrist, and said, "Hmph, who is it!"

With three crisp clangs, the dart was deflected. But the instant it was deflected, the dart suddenly exploded, and thick smoke billowed out, instantly enveloping a space of several meters in radius.

"Heh, I won't let you know who I am." Dick's voice drifted through the smoke.

He used the smoke as cover to quickly approach, his metal baton whistling through the air as it hurtled towards Super Queen's head. Super Queen raised her hand to block, the metal wrist guard colliding with the baton, sending sparks flying. Dick ducked and delivered a powerful side kick to Super Queen's side, sending her flying and smashing through a row of wooden benches.

The smoke cleared. Dick could see the woman rising from the splintered wood. Black hair, blue eyes, a resolute face, wearing golden armor, a lasso around her waist. His breath caught in his throat.

"Louise? What are you doing dressed as Wonder Woman?" Dick's eyes widened, his short stick dangling. "What are you doing here? And... helping prisoners escape?"

The Super Queen pushed away the splinters of wood that were pressing down on her, slowly stood up, her gaze icy: "Heh, I'm not the Louise you know." A mocking smile played on her lips. "Prepare to die."

She pushed off the ground with both feet, launching herself into the air like a missile, her right fist slamming towards Dick's face with a sonic boom. Dick leaned back sharply, the fist grazing his nose. He bent down, pulling two stun guns from his belt, blue arcs of electricity leaping from their tips, and plunged them viciously into Super Queen's ribs.

"Are you being controlled?" Dick asked through gritted teeth, the high-voltage current from the stun gun exploding into blue arcs on the Super Queen's body. "Is it the Joker? Or the Scarecrow? Or Bane?"

"Don't mention the Joker's name in front of me!" Super Queen crossed her arms, her metal wristbands clanging against her chest.

when!

A visible shockwave spread in all directions with the impact, sending Dick flying. He did three backflips in the air before barely managing to land, his shoes leaving two black marks on the ground.

"Looks like I'll have to knock you out first." Dick pulled a tranquilizer dart from his belt, flicked off the protective cap, and aimed it at the Queen's neck.

A blow to the back of his head struck him from behind. Dick's vision went black, and his limbs went limp. He struggled to turn his head and saw a familiar face.

His silver-gray hair was meticulously combed, his three-piece suit was impeccably tailored, and the tip of his cane was still stained with blood from the back of his head.

"Alfred?" Dick's voice was filled with disbelief. "Why?"

"For Master Thomas." Outsider Alfred walked up to Nightwing, who was lying on the ground, and stomped on the back of his head, knocking him unconscious. Then he looked up at the Super Queen who was rushing towards them and calmly said, "Louis, this is the man the Master wants. You can't kill him."

The Queen of Supermarine abruptly stopped in her tracks. She glanced at the unconscious Nightwing, then at the bystander, and scoffed dismissively.

"Okay." She crossed her arms. "Where's the big boss? I haven't seen him in Gotham."

"The master has his own plans." The outsider grabbed Nightwing by the collar with one hand and turned to walk into the shadows. He paused at the edge of the shadows, turned back, and said, "Also, I must remind you. Playing both sides isn't a good strategy."

Super Queen snorted disdainfully at his retreating figure as he disappeared into the darkness.

She didn't like ruthless tyrants. If her beloved Luther hadn't been held captive by the crime syndicate, she wouldn't have been forced to play the role of a subservient figure, caught between a superpower and a ruthless tyrant. She loved Luther, the man who fascinated her.

"Hahaha—hahahaha—"

A burst of maniacal laughter echoed from the depths of the asylum, bouncing back and forth in the empty corridors, layer upon layer.

The Super Queen abruptly turned her head. A pale-faced man in a purple suit and red bow tie emerged from the darkness at the end of the corridor, laughing loudly. His lips were painted with bright red lipstick, and his green hair gleamed eerily in the moonlight.

"Look who I found! Wonder Woman? Lois Lane?" The Joker tilted his head, making an exaggerated circle with his hands in the air. "Superman's girlfriend, she's actually gone into crime. If Batman or the Boy Scouts knew, they'd be heartbroken. Hahahaha!"

"Clown! I never thought you existed in this world!" Super Queen's eyes blazed with fury as she lunged at the clown, her right fist brimming with enough power to turn him into clown sauce.

The clown stood there, a grin spreading from ear to ear. He calmly pulled a green gas canister from inside his suit and tossed it out like a dart.

The green nitrous oxide exploded in front of the Super Queen. Before she could hold her breath, a cloud of green smoke filled her lungs. Within seconds, her face went from an angry red to a sickly green, and an uncontrollable, frenzied urge surged deep in her throat.

"Ha—hahaha—hahahaha—"

She couldn't help but burst into laughter. Her body was laughing, her stomach was cramping, and tears streamed down her face, but the anger in her eyes didn't diminish in the slightest.

"Yes! That's it!" The clown burst into laughter, bending over and pounding the wall with his fist. "It's so boring to keep a straight face! So serious. Laugh, laugh!"

"Haha—, I'm going to—, haha—, kill you—, haha—" Super Queen laughed wildly as she got up from the ground.

"I'm afraid you won't have a chance." A hoarse voice sounded behind her.

Before the Super Queen could even turn around, a hat inlaid with electrical circuits was placed on her head. At the same time, a syringe was plunged into the back of her neck, and yellow, terrifying venom was injected into her veins.

Her laughter changed; she screamed and laughed at the same time, her eyes wide open, her pupils filled with both fear and amusement, completely losing all will to resist. With a thought from the Mad Hatter, the Super Queen's body suddenly stiffened, and she was taken under control.

"Joker, stop laughing." Scarecrow tugged at his burlap hood, his voice hoarse. "We're helping you, not for you to play around with. It's time to end Batman's rule over Gotham."

The clown finally stopped laughing. He leaned against the wall, tilting his head to look at the Scarecrow and the Mad Hatter, the lingering smile still on his face.

"That's right." The Mad Hatter stroked Alice's long hair, his eyes filled with a morbid possessiveness. "With her, and all of us together, I believe Batman will have no chance of escaping."

"Ahhh! Great plan. But not today."

The Scarecrow and the Mad Hatter whirled around. A red and blue figure hovered silently behind them, a red cloak fluttering gently in the night breeze. Clark Kent wore a gentle smile.

"Two, no, three," Superman advised, "I suggest you lay down your weapons and go back to your own wards."

Before the Scarecrow could even reach for his gas canister, Superman had already thrown a punch, landing squarely on his face. The Scarecrow's body flew through the air like a puppet with its strings cut, crashing into the Joker. The Mad Hatter screamed, trying to activate Supergirl. Superman's other fist landed on his stomach, sending him flying as well. The three of them ended up in a heap of dust, piled on top of each other.

Superman frowned slightly as he looked at the woman who looked exactly like his girlfriend and was being controlled by the Mad Hatter.

The Super Queen was still laughing and screaming, her body frozen in place, her expression shifting between fear and a wide grin. He knew it wasn't Louis, but that face still made him uneasy.

"Alice! Teach this damned fellow a lesson!" The Mad Hatter popped his head out from the crowd and screamed angrily.

Supergirl's stiff body suddenly moved. She delivered a powerful uppercut to Superman's chin. Caught off guard, Superman was sent flying, his back smashing through the outer wall of the mental hospital before he crashed to the ground.

Superman got up and touched his chin with a soft sound. Then he stood up from the rubble and raised his right arm to shield his head.

Super Queen's flying kick followed closely, her heel slamming into Superman's forearm with a whooshing sound.

呲——

The concrete floor couldn't withstand the immense force, and Superman's feet sank into the concrete, creating cracks.

"Madam, take a nap." Superman lowered his body and suddenly released his right arm. Supergirl used the force to lunge at Superman. Superman crouched down to dodge, then precisely grabbed Supergirl's left ankle with both hands and slammed her to the ground.

Bang! The Super Queen exploded, creating a crater in the ground.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Superman's figure spun rapidly in the yard, while Superwoman's body, like a human mop, repeatedly slammed against the cement floor, leaving one deep and shallow human-shaped dent after another.

"Looks like she can't handle Superman." The Mad Hatter watched helplessly as his "Alice" was beaten up, then turned to the Scarecrow with a bitter expression. "Wait, where's the Joker?"

The scarecrow noticed something was wrong. The laughter stopped. The clown was gone.

The spot where the clown was standing is now empty. The Scarecrow and the Mad Hatter took off running, but it was too late.

"Hey." Superman's voice came from behind them.

The Scarecrow and the Mad Hatter turned their heads stiffly. Superman had been standing behind them without them even noticing.

"I hope everyone will consciously return to their hospital beds." Superman's smile was warm and sincere.

"No!!! Bane is the master of Gotham City!" A huge shadow rushed out from around the corner of the asylum.

Bane was shirtless, his muscles bulging, and he wore a skull mask. He saw Superman hovering in mid-air, and he suddenly accelerated, grabbing Superman's body with both hands, his fingers locking tightly around Superman's waist and abdomen, then lifting him up, pressing his knees down, and slamming him down.

Bane's backless attack!

Click.

A crisp sound came from where Bane's knee made contact with Superman's spine.

Won?

The Scarecrow and the Mad Hatter looked at Bane with hope. Then they saw Bane collapse to the ground, his kneecap shattered.

Superman bent down and turned Bane over, who was lying on the ground. He looked at Bane's face, which was contorted with pain, and said apologetically, "Uh, I'm sorry, I hurt you."

Bain let out a roar, then his eyes rolled back and he passed out completely, utterly limp from anger.

The Mad Hatter and the Scarecrow exchanged a glance.

"We surrender."

-

Super Queen Joke:

Superba: "The baby in Queen Super's belly is mine!"

The ruthless tycoon: "No, it's mine!"

Luther: "Heh, you bunch of fools, you're mine."

Super Queen: "That's right, it's Luthor's."

Darkseid: "No, the children are not yours, they are mine."

In the main universe, the Super Queen's child eventually becomes Darkseid's new body after his resurrection.