Power Girl: Guardian of Metropolis by Jade Gretz

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Power Girl: Guardian of Metropolis ANIMATION

The Orbit of the Butcher Star

The void hummed like the breath of a buried god. Power Girl drifted in silence, the nebula’s light casting pink ribbons across her white suit and blond hair, her cape rippling like a flag at the edge of a storm. Somewhere below her boots spun a desolate planet—blue ice, gray oceans, and a single heartbeat of radio static.

The distress call had come an hour ago. A freighter, outbound from Vega Station, claimed to be under assault by something they couldn’t describe. Then silence. The signal cut like a throat slit in the dark.

She spoke into her communicator, her voice crisp and calm. “Oracle relay—this is Power Girl. I’ve reached the coordinates. No sign of survivors.”

The static answered her, crawling like whispers across a tombstone.

Then, behind her, space shifted—an ugly ripple, like someone tearing fabric that was never meant to rip.

A ship blinked into view: black hull, painted with a bleeding skull. The engines flared green. A shape larger than any comet she’d seen.

Power Girl frowned. “No,” she murmured. “It can’t be.”

A voice like gravel rubbed against a chain laughed through the comms. “Missed me, dollface?”

“Lobo,” she hissed.

“Damn right,” came the reply. “Last Czarnian, galactic gold medalist in dismemberment, and tonight’s entertainment. The Main Man himself.”

Her eyes narrowed. “Who sent you?”

“Contracts are confidential, sugar. But let’s just say someone with very deep pockets don’t like you breathin’ oxygen anymore.”

The ship’s bay doors opened. Out stepped Lobo, riding a hover-chopper the size of a small apartment. His grin could have cracked a planet. Chains hung from his shoulders, a spiked hook glinting in his fist.

Power Girl crossed her arms, cape brushing against the void. “You always this desperate for attention?”

He revved the chopper. “Only when the prize is this shiny.”

She barely had time to brace before he lunged. The first blow hit like a meteor. Power Girl slammed into an asteroid, cracking it into a thousand glittering fragments.

Her body shook with the impact, but her pride burned hotter than the stars. She shot forward, eyes blazing red, and fired twin beams that scorched through the vacuum. Lobo swerved, laughing. “Atta girl! Make me work for it!”

Their battle danced through space—a symphony of collisions, light, and fury. Planets trembled under the echo of their strikes. His chain wrapped around her waist, pulling her close.

“Gotcha,” he whispered.

She twisted, grabbed the chain, and yanked it hard enough to snap it. “You wish.”

Then she punched him. The shockwave shattered a moon in half.

He tumbled back, head spinning, and spat a tooth that froze midair before drifting away like a snowflake. “Ouch. You hit like heartbreak.”

Power Girl’s voice was steady, but her pulse thrummed like a war drum. “Who paid you, Lobo? Who hates me enough to buy your services?”

“Someone who knows your secret.”

Her breath froze. “What secret?”

He grinned, eyes glowing red in the dark. “You really think Earth’s your home?”

For the first time in years, she hesitated.

And that’s when he struck again.

He hit her through the wreckage of the dead freighter, scattering steel and bodies like paper. She landed inside its hollowed belly, surrounded by frozen corpses floating in zero gravity.

Lobo followed, his boots clanging on the deck. “Aw, don’t go all quiet on me, cupcake. I like conversation while I crush bones.”

Power Girl rose slowly, her cape torn, her breath visible in the cold air. The emergency lights flickered crimson. “You think fear makes you clever, Lobo?”

“I don’t need to be clever,” he said, spinning his hook. “Just paid.”

She stared at him—really stared. Something in his pupils looked… wrong. Too many reflections. Like someone else’s eyes peered through his skull.

“You’re being controlled,” she said softly.

He laughed, but the sound cracked. “Controlled? The Main Man bows to nobody—”

His voice faltered, breaking mid-word, like a signal cut off. His head twitched.

“—body…dy…dy…”

Power Girl stepped closer, her eyes narrowing. “Who’s speaking through you?”

The lights dimmed further. A black mist began to pour from Lobo’s mouth, crawling up the walls like oil with a pulse.

A voice came from ever
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