Class 3

Class 3 approx. global population 100-130
Height: 6'10"-7'3"
Weight: 325-445 lbs
Strength Level: can lift between 125 to an incredible 900 tons. Subjects at this class and beyond are incredibly strong, capable of lifting houses and small buildings off their foundations.
They have been known to demolish entire structures with a few strokes of their limbs, produce tornado force winds with their lungs alone, and cause small earthquakes with their legs.
Speed: Mach 1-5 (700-3,000 mph). The fastest ones can outrun most aircraft, however movement at these speeds causes sonic booms and a large amount of destruction.
Resistance: Cannot be harmed by conventional weapons, they have been seen bathing in the lava of active volcanoes, can survive months without eating or sleeping, and hold their breath for hours.
The only record of a Class 3 being injured by humans was during the Kazakhstan Incident when the Super known only as "Alina", during a rampage that destroyed several towns, was struck by a tactical nuclear weapon with a 10 ton yield fired by the Russian Army.
She was covered in burns across 90% of her body and was apprehended by the International Society of Superhuman Women's Peaceful Cooperation Task Force. At a press conference held by Chief Ambassador of the ISSW, Shanna Barry, the following morning, it was announced that Alina had fully recovered from all wounds within minutes of her containment and is now "in custody at our settlement in Antarctica".
Notes: These extremely powerful women are few in number but are easily noticed when in the presence of mere humans. They have been spotted around the world, disregarding borders and crossing oceans.
As with the other "upper class" Supers, there presence can be at times disruptive, eventful, destructive, even dangerous. Though extreme incidents such as Kazakhstan occurring after the so called "Birthing Days" are very rare, they have fed into the public's imagination that future hostilities may occur on a large scale.
Case Study: Keesha Benson, age 24, Los Angeles, CA, USA
Article excerpt from National Daily, July 2006
I recently experienced one of these "cultural clashes" at a LA hotel I was staying at after working on a story. I was having lunch near the lobby when I heard a bit of a commotion coming from the poolside area.
I walked over to the small group of onlookers gathered around the pool, some with cameras snapping away. I quickly noticed the source of their interest. Stepping out of the pool was a gorgeous, extremely tall, African-American woman who was completely naked, head to toe. She must have been at least 7 feet tall, making her a Class 3 with short black hair that barely covered her ears. The woman simply ignored the crowd of spectators that watched with a mixture of curiosity, annoyance, and enjoyment. I couldn't help but be distracted myself at her better than perfect figure, her brown skin dripping with water and glistening in the sun, highlighting her toned and athletic muscle. Her bare breasts were very large, and very prominently on display, with size and firmness no human female could match. She made no effort to cover herself or even grab a towel to dry off. The hotel staff approached her cautiously, and politely asked her cover up, explaining laws and hotel rules prohibited nude swimming in the pool. She smiled a little, turned around, and wandered over to the hotel manager, who stood around 5'10" at best.
Towering over him she put one hand on her hips, her naked breasts sticking out only a few inches from his face.
"Is there a problem?" she remarked calmly, smiling.
"Umm, like I said before the rules-"
"Oh, those aren't really for me,"
"Are..are you staying at this hotel, miss?"
"Nope, my friend invited me for a little get together," she innocently mentioned, motioning to the rear of the pool. Surely enough, there was another woman, not quite as tall, dressed in a bikini and a pair of shades, just a few feet in front of us lounging beside the pool without a sound. The staff nervously walked around the nude woman towards the other one. She was a white brunette, about 6'5", quite likely a Class 2 by the look of her incredible body.
"Yes, I invited her here, I'm here in town on business and needed to meet her," she said without lifting her head from her pillow.
"But the rules-"
"I don't think that's a problem for us, besides she doesn't even own any clothes,"
The nude woman walked behind the manager, surprising him.
"Who needs 'em anyway? You want me to get rid of these pests, Anne?"
"Nah, if they know what's good for them, or want their little hotel to remain standing, they'll leave us be and go back to work,"
Frightened, the manager ordered security to back off and go inside.
He was probably aware that the police would have been powerless to help even if they wanted to start a confrontation.