"I wish I had Superman's powers!" I shouted in a rushed panic. Not bad, for thinking on the fly. I may not have wanted to be stuck like this, not that I could really think of a reason it would be a bad thing later on, but I had to do something, and fast, before they took the stone out of my hand. It was a little odd that I still had it. If the entire history of this alternate reality had been changed, why was I still holding the stone? I should have lost it ages ago. But maybe it doesn't exactly change history, just alters reality, and the stone had to be somewhere, so it ended up still in the possession of its master at the time.
I easily snapped my restraints like they were made out of graham cracker.
The women in lab coats panicked, alarms blared and I was shot with a dart, which I assumed was a tranquilizer dart. It didn't matter, the needle was about a billion times too soft to puncture my skin, it might as well have been a hair from an angora rabbit.
"Ok, I don't feel like being your slave now," I said. Another dart hit me. This time I saw where it came from. I picked it up and threw it back.
"Oops. Right. Superhuman speed on the level of Superman."
I had thrown the tranquilizer dart at the security woman, blasting her head to bits and smashing a hole approximately 3 feet in diameter in the solid stone wall behind her.
I ran for one of the women in labcoats, and of course it was easy to catch her. She was terrified. But I had very little sympathy for these monsters.
"I'm going to leave this place now. Mind if I stay at your place while I'm on the lamb?"
"What?" she said.
Two women were standing back, about 10 feet away, watching this. The rest had fled the room.
"Your place. I'm sorry, but I'm kind of out of my element here, I really have no idea where I am, what's going on, and I have the funniest feeling that I'm going to find out that I'm homeless because monsters like you who are content to not treat me like a human being have taken away everything I own, so I'm going to need a place to stay. So my plan is to stay at your house. Also, understand that I don't exactly have any more empathy for you than you were just showing for men, so had best understand that your life hangs on a very delicate balance. If you say no, I might just snap your neck and keep going until I find someone who says yes. So let's get to your car and then you can drive me there."
"You can't be serious. You can't get out of here. They'll shoot you."
"I can see you haven't been paying very close attention to what has happened in the last two minutes. Watch this."
I let go of her and went to the wall with the hole in it at very high speed and picked up a fragment of rubble: a piece of stone that probably weighed about 500 pounds, in one hand. I could have thrown it at multiple times the speed of sound, but they wouldn't have been able to see it, so I settled for about the speed of a well-pitched baseball, maybe 80 miles an hour. I then ran the 50 feet to the other side of the room to stand in its path while it hit me and shattered into hundreds of pieces. I stood there covered in fragments and dusted myself off. I then moved back to the woman at unbelievable speed that sent all the air in the room rushing in a torrent, came to a halt right in front of her, and said, "if they shoot at me, it's not a problem for me. You had best worry about the ricochet. Do you understand the situation now."
She nodded.
"You two," I pointed to the two who hadn't run off. "You come with us."
"Wait, please, let me go, I have a wife and kids!" one of them said.
"A wife and kids?" I said with a smirk. "Interesting. Well you'll have to get to that too when you three explain to me what has become of this world, why is it like this. But no, I'm afraid you're all going to have to come with me. I insist."
The three of them still stood there, paralyzed.
"Well come on, now, we're going to your car. What is it, a parking garage for this facility? Is it parked outside? Do you LIVE here? I'm not kidding, I have no idea what the situation is here."
"It's this way, but this security door won't open, because it's on full lockdown now," one of the other two women said.
"Ok," I said. I sliced it to pieces with my laser vision like diced tofu, and then walked over to the door and flicked the individual resultant long rectangular pieces of metal out at high speed with my fingers, in rapid succession. The rest of the rectangular pieces of metal collapsed to the ground.
"Oh my god!", "oh fuck," and "AIIEEEEE!!!!" said the 3 women together. One of them had wet herself. In real life, it was VERY bright, being near the reflected light of a beam that could cut through feet of steel in an instant. It was quite scary, it was almost like what it must be like to be near a nuclear blast, the heat of it was like the feeling of holding an electric heater right next to you.
"What a mess," I said. "I wonder if there was a better way of doing that."
"You... you really have Superman's powers!" one of them said. "You wished for them out loud a minute ago. So you can get things just by wishing for them, like the evil kid from The Twilight Zone?"
"Oh, so you've heard of Superman on this crazy alternate world. And the twilight zone. That must mean that this world was fucked up recently in its history and that you haven't enslaved men all through the history of the human race. Or maybe Rod Serling was born a woman here, so was afforded human rights?"
"Crazy alternate world?" one of them said. "You're from an alternate universe?"
"In a manner of speaking. But enough about me. Tell me about this place, while we go to, I don't know, ONE of your cars. Whoever's place of residence is the most isolated, that sounds like a good idea, that's where we go."
As we casually strolled out to the parking facility, I was shot a few times. The three women cried out to beg them not to shoot.
"I don't think they'll listen to you," I said, palming one of the bullets I had caught. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill some more."
"Please, don't!" one of the 3 said. "Don't kill anyone more! They're no threat to you!"
I sighed.
"All right," I said. I flew to the security force that was stationed 500 feet away in a heartbeat and said "hi!" They panicked and were firing at me in close range. They took shots from the ricochets. One of them looked lethal. I did my best to catch the bullets instead of letting them hit me while I yelled "stop SHOOTING you idiots!"
The firing stopped. Several of them were badly hurt.
"What ARE you!" one of them said.
"Oh for the love of!" I said. I could see my original 3 hostages were scattering. I flew over there and gently as I could, scooped them up and pushed them into a dogpile. They collapsed to the ground, with the wind knocked out of them. "If you three try to run off again, I swear you will lose one arm each. Do you understand?" They couldn't answer, what with having the wind knocked out of them. I flew back to the armed force that had been shooting at me.
"Ok, now that interruption is done with, I want you to not just STOP shooting at me, but give me some space. Communicate with whoever the hell is your boss, or whatever administration is behind all this, have them BACK OFF! Can you do that?"
"I, I don't know if they'll listen to me, if they'll believe me," she said.
"Well, if they DON'T, then more of your precious women will DIE, won't they? I'm TRYING to be patient with you here, but you're not making it easy."
I flew back to the three, who were mostly recovered at this point.
"For the record," one of them said, "I wasn't trying to run off, these two were running away and I was just standing there."
"Tattletale," one of the others said.
"I don't really CARE!" I said. "My patience is very thin at this point. Car. Someone. Now. We go to someone's car, we go to someone's house. What kind of residences do you three have?"
"I have an apartment in the city," one said.
"Me too," said another.
"I have... well, I do have a summer home in the mountains," she admitted.
"We have a winner," I said. "What's your name?"
"Jenny." She was about 5 foot 8, white, with auburn hair, and looked like she was in her late 20s or early 30s. Or maybe early 40s. You can never really be sure when women bury themselves under a three inch deep layer of makeup.
"Well Jenny, let's go to your summer home. I'd teleport us there by just wishing us there, but I'm afraid the range is only a few miles."
"So you're not omnipotent," one of the other two said.
"Good luck exploiting the distance limit of me teleporting to your advantage," I pointed out. "You two, what are your names,"
"Mary," one of them said. "I'm Beth," the one who had just pointed out my non-omnipotence answered.
"Ok, which of you has the best car?" I asked.
They looked at me and each other nervously. "What kind of cars do you have?"
"A toyota prius," said Beth.
"A honda insight," answered Mary.
"I have a tesla," said Jenny.
"What, is this hybrid car world? Wait a minute, there are Teslas here? Does that mean that Elon Musk is a free man? You know what, forget that, I don't care. Are they all 4-door sedans?"
Two nods, and a no.
"Mary?"
"Mine only has 3 doors."
"Really. 3 doors? That's stupid. Then I guess we're taking the prius."
"Lucky me," said Beth.
"We're just using your car Beth, we're going to whatserface's summer home."
"Jenny," Jenny said.
"Whatever," I said. "I wish we were right outside of Beth's Prius." We teleported right there.
"That will do. Ladies, let's go for a drive to the mountains. And on the way, you can tell me allllll about this crazy fucked up world and how it got to be this way."
