[Supergirl has just been attacked by an android.]
Standard Z8 Combat Trainer.
Like the ones we use. The League buys 'em in bulk.
So who do we buy them from?
The Army, I thin... Oh, wait a minute...
Another fun fact: The man who commissioned the Z8 Project? The same man who put you in the hospital.
General Hardcastle? He's retired now, isn't he?
Gone. And hoping to be forgotten.
GHGeneral Hardcastle
Figured someone would come for me some day. Only, I thought they'd be from the other side. [aiming his weapon at Supergirl] This weapon fires a projectile of kryptonite pellets suspended in a liquid silicon core. Causes maximum scatter on impact. Only gets one shot, but trust me, alien, it'll do the job.
We're not here to hurt you. We just have some questions.
GHGeneral Hardcastle
Sorry if I don't take your word for it. As I recall, your kind can be fickle.
[After a tense moment Green Arrow steps in front of Supergirl]
Okay, now what, smart guy? Use up your magic bullet on me, and you're left with one very ticked off Supergirl.
[General Hardcastle grunts]
Now, be a good host and tell us a story.
[The brief distraction gives Question the chance to easily disarm Hardcastle]
GHGeneral Hardcastle
The army shut me out after Superman invaded. The feeling upstairs was I failed when it counted most, so how could I lead again? I got the message and took early retirement. Problem is, I know too much. One of these days they’ll decide to shut me up. The military and big business have been in cahoots for decades. Top secret stuff. Experiments on metahumans, mutants, aliens. Searching for new technologies both for national security and profit. That Volcano Woman? She was one of ours. Same with those freaks the Joker made up like playing cards.
Any of it have to do with Supergirl?
GHGeneral Hardcastle
It has to do with all of them. Your little club up in that spaceship? There’s a file on every one of you. But I don’t know anything about these dreams of yours. If it is connected to these people, I’ve been out of the loop too long to know.
And how do we find "these people"?
GHGeneral Hardcastle
You don't. They find you.
Sorry, kid. Dead end I guess.
Not necessarily. Need some time to process this. Martian, pick us up.
GHGeneral Hardcastle
What? I told you everything I... Supergirl?
GGalatea
Yes. And no. Friends call me Tea. Are you a friend, general?
[General Hardcastle yells]
[Hardcastle lunges for his kryptonite gun but Galatea quickly destroys it with her heat vison]
GGalatea
Guess that's a no.
GGalatea
So, what do you think? It's important that you like yourself. And I'm you, just accelerated a few extra years. Plus better trained. And I have to say, a heck of a lot smarter.
You lured us here. After your lackeys couldn't get rid of me at Star, you decided to deal with me yourself on your home turf.
GGalatea
It's like you're reading my mind. Which is actually the problem. And why you have to die.
GGalatea
Next time, get your own dreams.
GGalatea
Really? At the top. Even I don't know that, but I do know I can't work in secret if you keep seeing what I do. So, sayonara sister.
That's not the only thing.
I take it you're fit for duty again.
GGalatea
Never been fitter.
EHProfessor Emil Hamilton
Hold still, Galatea. You're invulnerable. This can't possibly be hurting you.
GGalatea
Boredom is my kryptonite. Okay, actually kryptonite is my kryptonite, but you know what I mean. Although the way I'm feeling lately, I don't think even that stuff can hurt me anymore.
EHProfessor Emil Hamilton
Think again. I've artificially aged your body to its physical prime, but your underlying DNA matrix is still a clone of Supergirl's.
GGalatea
I'm better than she ever was.
EHProfessor Emil Hamilton
Be carreful with that. It gives you remote control over the Ultimen. The new generation of Ultimen are blank slates. They don't think, except to follow your commands. They have no initiative and they feel no pain. When this light is on, the Ultimen are in puppet mode. They are little more than an extension of your will.
It's time we got this show on the road. Report to the staging area.
[Galatea is about to depart on her mission and stops at the door.]
EHProfessor Emil Hamilton
What?
GGalatea
Nothing. [Galatea goes back to Hamilton and hugs him] Goodbye, Daddy.
[Hamilton stands in silent shock as Galatea leaves]
GGalatea
Sure. I was pretty much done with him anyway.
What do you think you're doing?
GGalatea
Oh, I'm about to set the reactor to overload and blow the Watchtower to bits, but what I'm hoping is that you'll be dumb enough to try and stop me. Uh-oh. What's wrong, hero? Not strong enough? Maybe that's because I'm the real hero here. Your Justice League is a bunch of dangerous loose cannons, and I'm going to shut your down.
Who do you think you're kidding? You don't care about what the League does. Admit it, you just wanna beat me.
GGalatea
I've already beaten you, but I'm going to make it last.
You know what? Now matter how bad you beat me, I'm real, not a clone.
Deep down you know the truth. You're not a person. You're just a weapon, grown out of one of Hamilton's petri dishes.
GGalatea
Shut up! Pitiful. What?
The mission is scrubbed. Do you hear me? Stand down and await further instructions.
GGalatea
I'm not reading you. Can you repeat?
Call of the Ultimen. Do you hear me? Call--
[Supergirl screaming]
Kara. Power reboot in eighteen seconds.
GGalatea
When I get rid of you, I'll be the only--
[Galatea screaming]