Chapter Thirty-Five: The Asset.
Time healed many wounds and Kara In-Ze, alias Karen Starr, wondered whether or not she would have been able to have this conversation a while back when the wounds of some of the things happened back on Krypton were fresh in her mind. The wounds continued to sting her and she really wished to have some form of clarity, but at the same time, she couldn't.
'Just go and talk to her, Kara,' she thought. 'There you go, having an argument with yourself about her. Whatever happened back there, is back there. She's here on Earth, and you made it here fine. And she did help you back in the Phantom Zone.'
The blonde inhaled a moment later and walked up towards Astra. Astra looked up towards the stars above her. She had just kept the eyes fixed on what was above her head.
"Each of them has their story. And all of them may someday burn out and die, just like Krypton did ages ago."
Karen stepped closer towards Astra. She did appreciate the serene beauty of the universe. Every single speck in the sky told their own story, and Astra could tell about many of them. She wanted to be an astronomer before she became a general, fitting given her name to be honest.
It would have been almost like a self-fulfilling prophecy in fact, and Karen wondered how things might have been.
"It's been a long time since we've had a chance to properly talk to each other," Astra said.
Karen's eyebrows shifted when she moved towards, the woman who gave birth to her. Given the fact they exchanged only a handful of conversations on Krypton, Karen did, and forever would acknowledge Alura as her mother, and Astra was more like a distant aunt. Still, maybe their relationship could be a lot different.
"Have we ever had a proper conversation with each other?"
Astra smiled, it would be a response like she would have given, had the situations been reversed. It was amazing how alike both of them were, and at the same time, how different they were.
"No, we haven't," Astra said. "I was tied up with my own exceptions, and I can't even begin to apologize. And I won't apologize for you for the past. All I can do is prove what I do in the future."
Bluntness was something Karen appreciated to be perfectly honest. The two shared a moment when the breezed went through. She didn't let Astra go too far from her.
"You don't trust me completely, do you?"
"I don't know," Karen said. "People change. You won't believe what I've been through to get here, to protect Kara and Kal and….to make sure everything is right."
The night was so peaceful, so beautiful, both women couldn't even begin to describe how amazing things were. Yet, there was some emotional distance with each other. Karen didn't know what to say. Astra sounded as sharp as ever.
"I've made some difficult choices, and by the sound of things you had to make some difficult choices yourself," Astra said. "One thing we know is true is how strong we are. We preserve during the darkest of times. I want you to know that, and understand that."
"Don't worry, I do."
Astra now knew where this conversation would go and braced herself. Time stood still as both of these women tried to figure out where they stood with each other. Astra made some mistakes which came back to haunt her in the worst possible way.
"I've made many difficult choices….."
"Yes, I believe we've established that."
Astra shook her head. She stood up firm and tall despite all of the regrets she had. "I may have made them, but I did them because of my need to preserve Krypton. Others might have blindly buried their head in the sand. I refused, however, to ignore what was in front of my nose. And for that, I had been sent to the Phantom Zone."
"The Council was scared," Karen said.
It was one way to put what the Council was. Astra would have had alternate terms to describe them and the way they acted.
"Yes, terror does lead to foolishness," Astra admitted. "And they were complete fools with how they allowed their terror to get the better of them. I didn't expect perfection, but I expected them to open their eyes. When a lot of smart people told them what was going on, it was their ignorance that killed them."
"Brainiac told them what they wanted to hear."
Astra hated these words coming from her daughter, no matter how true they were. That alien computer had gone rogue due to them taking Alura's original design beyond their specifications and a poor understanding. One misconfiguring could mean the end with a poorly configured AI.
"Now, I'm here, and I'll do anything to preserve what's left of Krypton," Astra said. "It wasn't how I imagined it, though."
Astra breathed in deeply and breathed out. She had been cut off from the rest of her army, who languished in the Phantom Zone. They might not have survived, though. Perhaps it was for the best.
"And that includes finding Kandor or whatever is left on it," Astra said. "Some of the strongest minds and best leaders were replicated inside that orb. It couldn't have perished with the rest of them."
Astra took a second to recall that, there was a duplicate of her sister in there as well, younger, but it was still her sister. Alura might not be the same Alura she left behind, but perhaps that would be for the best.
"We'll track it down."
Karen's strong words were appreciated by Astra. She knew her daughter was able to find it.
"Yes, we will, we have to," Lara said.
Astra turned to Lara, she always appreciated this particular woman, along with her strength and conviction. The two turned towards her other. Raya stood, with a firm nod. They might have had their differences in the past. It was time to put those aside for the preservation of Krypton.
"Between all of us, Tess, and Indy, we'll find it," Karen said. "If it's on Earth, we'll find it."
Astra had no question about it, the orb was in fact on Earth. The question was where on Earth was it? Renewed determination gave her a purpose to help rebuild the legacy of Krypton, which would be helpful to the future of Earth. Her plan wasn't extreme as before, with Lara having talked that particular ledge.
"And if Brainiac's still out there, I'll personally finish him off," Astra said.
"I don't doubt it for a second," Lara concluded.
Astra made a promise, and she was going to keep it, even after all sanity had left the building.
Lex Luthor thought both the power and knowledge, the two things he craved the most, would have been at the tip of his fingers. He could feel it to be honest, and it had been yanked away from him once again.
The last few days slipped away from him. The further they slipped, the harder Lex grabbed onto those memories. He would not fold from them, not if he could help it. Lex leaned back in the cell and drew in a deep breath before letting out of his body.
The good news was he no longer had to deal with Hugo Strange and is crazy theories about what made Lex tick. As if he could figure out how Lex Luthor's mind work.
'Pure lunacy,' Lex thought.
Sunshine always had rain clouds and Lex recalled one particular storm cloud brewing, namely the very obvious fact he didn't know where he was. Lex always hated the unknown. He had been allowed minimal movement. The wall released a discharge of energy which discouraged Lex from poking around.
The only good thing was the wall was pretty much transparent and Lex could see from the outside. The bad thing was he could see his father on the other side. Talk about taking the bad with the good. Lex craned his neck to try and get a closer look.
Lionel Luthor barely even noticed the world around him ever since the day from the first meteor shower. Lex couldn't get free to take a look at his medical records. His father started to mutter nonsense numbers underneath his breath. Lex deduced they were coordinates of some sort at least that was the only thing which made sense to him.
For the past few hours, Lionel's constant muttering was the only thing which Lex heard from his cell. It was very disconcerting to hear it. Lex grimaced and put his hand on the wall.
'There are no structural weaknesses, I'm trapped in here like a mouse in a cage. How infuriating is this?'
Lionel started to babble from the other end of the hallway. He started to speak numbers, most of them binary now Lex thought about it. They weren't coordinates, they were binary, comparing zeros and ones.
Lex realized they all spelled out one word.
'Doomsday?'
Lex recalculated the pattern in his mind to make sure it was right. Lionel was saying that one particular world, Doomsday. He tapped a finger on the edge of the wall to try and get his father's attention.
It was like Lionel didn't even recognize Lex being there.
"DOOMSDAY!"
Lionel blurted out this one word and shivered. He started to say the word in binary, and every three minutes, he blurted it out in English. Lex listened to anyone, the guards down the hallway. Not that any of them would dare touch him.
"If any of you are out here, I need to speak with you at once," Lex said. "This arrangement isn't working out!"
Lex's words had fallen on deaf ears and why wouldn't they fall on deaf ears? Lex wanted to scream in pure frustration at these words coming from him.
'I will find a way to get out here, and restore everything,' Lex thought. 'I will reclaim my former glory, this isn't over, not yet by a longshot.'
Someone needed to save the world from the threats, from the unknown. Lex vowed to be the person who did this.
X-X-X
Tess sat back in her office chair and observed Lex. Lex seemed pretty lucid, even though the scans of his brain patterns had been returned erratic when she received them. Tess wasn't about to let him off of the hook that easy.
The doctors made sure to slip Lex the medication to keep him somewhat under when he was asleep, but it was only enough to make sure Lex remained calm. Tess only restricted this facility to a number one people. Despite the restrictions, she knew there was no such thing as foolproof security.
Those who assume security has been and would be foolproof often proved themselves to be a fool.
"Lionel's the more interesting one," Tess said.
"Yes, he's more erratic than Lex, which say something."
Indy understood the binary. There were coordinates, hidden in there, just like Lex muttered earlier. These coordinates led to the field where the ship containing Kal-El landed all these years ago. Something else landed in that field as they found out, unfortunately.
"I hoped would be able to take down Doomsday," Tess said. "Clark's suffered at his hand."
"That was another time, though," Indy said.
Tess remembered how Doomsday had been buried underneath Earth, and he was thought to be lost forever. He returned and caused havoc, taking out the entire Justice League in the process. Then, he and Superman went to a fight to the finish, where Doomsday was put down, but at a great cost.
They would have liked to avoid that particular battle as it caused a lot of fallout, which ended in Lex's run as President and the world almost ending in nuclear annihilation to wipe out the alien threats. Hopefully with Lex locked up, at least this part of the future was averted.
"Sending him to the Phantom Zone would be the safest bet," Tess said. "And it would also be the trickiest to pull off."
The best thing would be to find Doomsday in the guise he was in before he had turned full monster and sent him into the Phantom Zone there.
"You'll find a way."
Indy spoke a calm tone and Tess answered with a nod. She continued the observation of Lex, hoping she would find a way. With the help of Lara, Raya, Karen, Clark, and now Astra, they might be able to put something together.
Finding Bloom before he completely evolved into Doomsday would be a lot easier. The problem was, Tess had a burning suspicion about who picked him up, and Tess knew how awful it would be if they cooperated Doomsday for their own purposes.
'Never easy, even with foresight.'
Patricia knew this would be the moment where she would step fully into helping Clark, and she was ready to live up to her father's legacy. The last time the two talked, Virgil Swann mentioned if he didn't get to see Clark ascend to his full power, he wanted Patricia to ensure he got everything he needed.
It was a hell of a burden to hold, to be honest, but Patricia wasn't too sad about it. She looked up and saw Clark, with Chloe in tow dropping down on the ground. Both of them approached Patricia with smiles on their faces.
"You found it?"
"Why do you sound so surprised?" Patricia asked. "I have some friends, one of them out in Gotham City was able to track it down. It was….buried somewhere inside of Lionel Luthor's personal items. When I told Tess, she knew where it was right away, although another item she wanted was missing."
Clark had been taken aback. The fact Lionel Luthor held something vital made Clark wonder what was going on.
"Do you have any idea what he else he had there?"
Patricia looked towards Clark and shook her head. "I don't know, but I'm going to guess it wasn't anything good."
Clark had a strong suspicion, but he didn't want to discuss mere suspicions.
"So, your father's diary?" Clark asked.
"I have it right here….you don't mind if I make a copy to keep around for myself, do you?"
Clark shook his head and smiled before gripping her hand gently. "Of course, I don't mind, it's your father's diary, you should do with it as you see fit."
Patricia smiled, leaning in close to Clark and catching him with a kiss on the cheek. She was going to go further but stopped. Chloe appeared to have noticed it and grabbed Patricia around the waist to stop her. The redhead gasped when the younger, but very assertive, girl gripped her. She leaned towards Patricia with a smile coming on through.
"Hey, you either go big, or you go home, take your pick."
Chloe nudged Patricia so she fell into Clark's arms. Patricia's heart raced and butterflies flapped in her stomach.
"You tracked down a valuable item. I think that deserves a thank you."
Clark gave Patricia a kiss at Chloe's very obvious urging. The Redhead found it very hard to keep her head above water. It was almost like pleasure just entered her body and had been released from it. Patricia reached up, grabbing Clark and dragging him deeper into the kiss. Their tongues intertwined together, never once backing off from their position.
The two broke apart to leave a light trail of salvia. Patricia smiled and only could say one thing.
"Wow."
"He's just getting better," Chloe said. "That's only because we've trained him right."
Clark gave her a sidelong look, and Chloe just smiled before leaning in and kissing Clark briefly before pulling away.
Patricia performed some deep breathing exercises to keep her mind in order.
'Business before pleasure, never forget that, ever.'
She walked inside of the labs. It was a quiet day. Doctor Danvers had her day off pretty much. Patricia walked up to locate the journal, and also she noticed something in the sleeve. A DVD fell out onto the desk.
"That's new," Patricia said. "I'm surprised Lionel didn't…..find it."
"Maybe it wasn't in there before?" Chloe asked.
Patricia was curious about the DVD, was it her father's final recorded message before death or something else entirely? They would find out in a couple of minutes when Patricia put the DVD in the player.
The face of Virgil Swann, who looked older than Clark had ever seen him before, but also tranquil, appear on the scene.
"If you're seeing this, Kal-El, then I know my journal has been left in the right hands," Swann said. "I would like to extend my formal apology to you. When I started the group to prepare for the arrival of the Star Child, when I started Veritas, I had no idea their greed would get the better of them. And now, only a couple of us have survived due to all of this."
Swann looked over towards anyone watching it with a serious look on his face.
"Power can corrupt even the noblest of souls. There is an item which can be used for the salvation of both Earth or Krypton, or it could damage the legacies of both. It's an orb, I have not been able to determine what is inside. My studies indicate whatever is inside it may either bring forth your destruction, or summon a harbinger for your destruction, or both."
Virgil Swann never once blinked when looking at Clark.
"But, the orb may not be the real threat. A second party crashed in that field that day. We thought he might have been you, the Traveler, the Star Child, but unfortunately, he is not. The studies in the limited time we had access to him before we sent him off indicated he had the potential to be your most dangerous threat, your dark duplicate…the thing which could snuff out your light. I hoped by sending him away, we would squash those dark instincts, and prevent them from rising to the forefront."
Clark was curious about this, and he was certain a greater explanation was in his journal.
"We'll see whether or not nurture can triumph over nature," Swann said. "Be strong, and hold your friends and family close to you. You will be the hero the world needs in the darkest time, but there will always be those who will question their motives. They may do so out of fear of the unknown, or because they have a good reason. Regardless, stand strong, and if my daughter is here, I hope she will help you on your way and fulfill my final request."
Patricia nodded firmly and talked to the image of her father. "Don't worry, I will."
The DVD projection went dead and Patricia turned towards him. She heard the stories about him.
"I want to help you in any way," Patricia said. "Anything you need, I'll be here to give to you…anything."
Patricia leaned in and gave him a kiss. This time the kiss increased and Patricia could feel his hands slowly working underneath her blouse. She encouraged this behavior.
Chloe helpfully cleared off the desk so they had room to work. She knew where this was going and was glad she tagged along for the ride.
Patricia's skirt slid down her legs to reveal a pair of lacy panties which made Clark smiled. The redhead shivered when feeling Clark roll his eyes up her body. Clark rubbed his fingers down her panties and she rose her hips in encouragement when he felt her up.
"You really want this, don't you?"
Patricia gave him a sultry smile. "You have no idea, do you?"
Clark had plenty of an idea. The redhead's questing hands reached for Clark's belt and undid it. She dropped his pants to the ground and pulled out his hard and throbbing cock. Patricia looked at the huge piece of meat with lust burning in her eyes. Her lips licked.
The gorgeous woman dropped her jacket to the ground to give her a cushion to get on her knees to worship Clark. She grabbed his stiff rod with both hands and stroked it. Her wet mouth lavished kisses on the tip of it and then went down the base. Patricia traveled around his cock, before coming up and suckling his head hard.
Chloe dropped to the ground, not to be outdone. She took Clark's throbbing balls in hand and gave them a nice squeeze to see how full they were. Chloe took one of his balls in mouth and sucked them, looking up with a smile.
Clark closed his eyes and basked in the moment of Patricia sucking his hard cock and Chloe licking and sucking his throbbing balls as well. He could feel a rush of pleasure shooting all over his loins when both women went to town on him from this particular position.
"This is…good….keep it up!" Clark groaned.
Patricia flicked her tongue over Clark's massive rod, intending to do just that. She shoved more of Clark into her mouth and took the young man into the back of her throat. Clark held onto her head and rocked further into her mouth, moving in.
Chloe squeezed Clark's heavy balls, smiling at how thick they seemed. She closed her eyes and inhaled his balls, licking them for a few seconds.
Something had to give sooner than later. The ministrations both women gave Clark made him.
"Get ready."
Patricia didn't slow down and instead redoubled her sucking at the promise of getting her mouth filled up with Clark's cum. She looked up towards him, as did Chloe when both women went to town on Clark's nether regions. The sucking continued until the explosion.
Clark fired his load down Patricia's waiting throat. The never-ending bursts caught even Patricia off guard. She pulled away from Clark only to see him keep firing in her face as his cock had many long spurts.
Chloe took pity, and took over, engulfing Clark's hard meat with her mouth and suckling down several drinks of his fluid as well. Her hand snaked around Clark's balls and squeezed them, making sure she milked him dry.
The two women got up to their feet and turned around. Chloe engulfed Patricia in an embrace and turned into her with a passionate kiss. Chloe scraped Clark's cum off of Patrica's face. Several dripping fingers slid into Chloe's mouth when she sucked it.
Chloe made sure to lock eyes firmly with Clark when doing this. Her tongue licked her fingers clean and she looked at Clark.
A blink of an eye later, Clark had both of them on the desk. Patricia's panties flew off with Clark ramming his fingers deep inside her dripping cunt. The same thing happened to Chloe with her pants, and then her panties coming off. Clark fingered Chloe.
Patricia's pleasure increased with Clark thrusting into her. Her hips rose up, and Clark pulled back to deny her an orgasm, at least for now. The moment Patricia cooled down, Clark slid his fingers back inside her and thrust away. Patricia begged him.
"Damn it, Clark!"
Chloe's body twitched the moment Clark shoved his thick fingers inside her dripping hot body. It was amazing to feel him just penetrate her without any question with those fingers. She could also see his thick cock flipping against the desk, just begging to be shoved in a tight, hot, pussy.
Clark leaned into the super faster fingering. He wanted to leave both of the women on the desk dripping and ready for his cock. He kept up this ritual going for several minutes.
The two girls collapsed on the desk, breathing heavily. Their legs spread.
"Nice to see your training is panning out well."
Clark walked closer towards both of them. He decided to give Patricia the first taste of his cock because she had been dripping for it for so long. He put his prick at the edge of her slit and slowly worked inside her.
Patricia's pussy stretched out, never had something this big have entered it in her life. She lifted her hips off of the desk to accommodate Clark. Inch by inch he entered her. Patricia's tight cunt had been the perfect vessel for Clark's throbbing hard cock. She wanted more of this in her, she wanted every single inch inside her, if she could help it.
Clark gave her more than she could ever dream about. Patricia lifted her hips halfway off the desk and took him deep inside her. Clark rose out of her and thrust all the way back out of her.
"How are you feeling?"
Patricia squeezed him with her legs to encourage more.
"Good, so good, please."
Clark gave her so much, and she accepted everything he could give her. Their loins met together in a fiery movement. Clark rose up and pushed down into her. Patricia raked his back.
The orgasm inside her built it, and it was most certainly one she had been waiting for. Clark entered her in new ways. His hands almost moved, as if testing out the spots which would drive her to the most pleasure. The little spot in the back of her neck seemed to be the kicker. Clark slowly rotated his thumb on it and got Patricia gushing.
Her tight wet walls enclosed around him. Clark rose up into her and rode out her orgasm.
Chloe fingered herself to the scene of Clark fucking Patricia on the desk. She didn't have too long to wait before her fingers had been replaced by something else more wonderful. Clark edged over her pussy and slipped his throbbing hard cock inside her.
"YES!"
Chloe's hips ached and needed him inside her. He pushed down into her, with a long thrust. Chloe rose almost up off of the desk and took more of Clark inside her with each passing thrust.
Clark gave Patricia some time to recover by working inside Chloe's tight pussy. He leaned down and kissed the side of her neck, sucking on her ear lobe. This action drove Chloe particularly wild and her horniness reached a fever pitch the further Clark rammed his rod inside her tight body. Chloe worked her way around him. The two of them kept working at each other, never quite missing a beat with each other.
"Yes, right there, that's it, right there," Chloe encouraged him. Her hips clenched Clark and pushed him deeper inside her.
Every time those balls struck her wet pussy, Chloe grew moister with desire. The more pleasurable she got, the more cock she took inside her.
Clark worked his best friend up to an orgasm while also occasionally flickering Patricia's clit to keep her in the game. The older woman on the desk kept thrashing up and down.
The most amazing orgasm ever struck Chloe. Her tight walls clamped down on Clark and milked his tool until Clark decided to pull out of her.
Seconds later, Clark was now about ready to slip inside of Patricia once again and he did so without missing a beat. His throbbing balls hit her when Clark rose up and came down into her. He repeatedly spiked his way inside of Patricia's center, working her into a feverish state.
Patricia rose her hands and encouraged Clark to hammer her harder. Every time Clark thrust into her, she reached new depths of pleasure. Clark raking down her leg brought her pleasure to another new level as well. She closed down on him, with Clark keeping up his work handily.
Clark alternated between shoving his rod into the moist pussies of both of these beautiful women. He went back and forth between them, never once breaking up his momentum with them.
Chloe almost broke down with more pleasure than it was possible to handle. The fact Clark drove two women at the same time wild with pleasure made her pleased. She did wonder what could be done with three. The latest orgasm punctuated this thought when Clark pleasured her body and made Chloe's horniness increase.
Patricia thought she would like to experiment with Clark's capabilities on another day. For now, she was feeling filled completely full of his hard cock. Patricia's tight legs wrapped around Clark when he worked inside her body.
The hard ramming went on for a long time. Clark built up such a load he could empty a fair amount in both women. It was only appropriate he started to spurt inside of Chloe. He gave her several long spurts of cum.
"Fill me up!" Chloe yelled.
Clark did so, but he was still hard and throbbing, so he shoved himself inside Patricia. He gave her pussy as much of a workout as he would allow.
Patricia could feel the first bursts of warm cum shoot inside her. It caused a tingling feeling to explode down her nerve endings. Clark hung on and kept thrusting inside her until his balls emptied inside her tight, clenching pussy. Every thrust brought her further over the edge.
Both women looked pleased when Clark pulled away, at least for now.
Darkness surrounded a disoriented man who looked like he hadn't shaved in several weeks, if not a couple of months. His dark hair came down across the top of his face in greasy curls. The man's eyes flashed and he sensed something burning in his head. Something was trying to claw out.
He always had a problem holding his temper in. One time in school, he had been suspended for hurling a desk at a school bully in a fit of rage. The doctors kept him medicated due to his anger issues, and for a while, it worked.
The man chained to the wall was no longer a child and it no longer worked. He slapped his wrist against the wall in an attempt to break free.
"Please, you have to get me out of here...GET ME OUT OF HERE!"
"You're agitated, perfect."
The man chained to the wall had no idea what rational person thought him being angry was a very good thing. The thumping of the man's skull continued. He saw dim lights come out and several shadowed figures looking down, observing him.
"You feel trapped, your true self isn't out," one of them said. "You go by the name Davis Bloom, but we both know that's a mask for what you truly are."
The man chained to the wall tried to yank the chains off of the wall. The chain snapped back and he slumped against the wall.
"What are you talking about? My name is Davis Bloom, I worked as an EMT in Metropolis."
"Yes, and we appreciate irony above all else."
Bloom could feel something scratching, clawing at his mind, attempting to break out. He never felt anything more awful in his entire life.
"We aren't interested in the human camouflage you wear to hide your true self. It's nothing of consequence. We are more concerned with what you can and what you will become. We want to see how far you can push, under whatever harsh conditions you can be adapted. You will be the ultimate weapon."
"I'm not a monster. I'm not a weapon. I'm a man!"
Despite this statement, Bloom's voice came out in a monstrous growl. The figure leading the charge chuckled.
"You have hidden for too long, Swann made sure you kept away from the darkness, but let's face it, it was always one step ahead of you. And now, we're going to bring it face to face."
They had their ways of unlocking the monster within. Doomsday would be brought into the world and HIVE would rebuild over the ashes.
Chapter Thirty-Six: Blockbuster Part One.
Autumn was in full swing and classes at Metropolis University were about to wrap up for the day. Most of the students had been back over the last couple of weeks, so they knew all of the classes like the back of their hand by now, and they knew what classes worked well for them.
Clark Kent had enjoyed some rare downtime, getting his education. The last few months had been insane. He met more Kryptonian survivors, and not all of them wanted to kill him. He met some other interesting people over the past few months and he took the next step in his destiny.
Not everything was sunshine and roses though, his father, Jonathan Kent, suffered a heart attack, his third, which ended up being fatal. Jonathan was laid to rest a couple of months ago. Clark appreciated all of the sacrifices his adoptive father had made and he could never appreciate what he did enough.
Martha, on the other hand, she bounced back about as well as you could expect. Clark appreciated the resolve of his mother.
Clark also met some very remarkable women, two of which he would be meeting sooner, rather than later. Kara In-Ze, now known as Karen Starr, was his cousin, well technically speaking. It was very complicated because she had been given memories which she believed herself to be Kara Zor-El, who happened to be her cousin as well as Clark's. Kara was an extremely popular name on Krypton.
Karen had been raised by Kara's mother Alura, when her mother, the infamous General Astra In-Ze, rose up the ranks to Krypton. Astra had been sent to the Phantom Zone when attempting to take over the government through a coup. A bit extreme, but given how the Council acted from what Clark learned, one could hardly fault her for taking an action like this, no matter how extreme it might have been.
Then, the other person he met, was Diana, who was the princess of a race of warrior women on the island Themyscira. Diana was the heir to the throne, but also one of the most down to Earth people Clark ever met in his life. Given who her mother was, there was no mystery why Diana had such a solid upbringing.
Clark was about to join the two women, but something stopped him. Super hearing picked up a sound on the horizon of breaking glass. It was near one of the labs on the campus.
Curiosity got the better of Clark Kent when he approached the lab. He knew someone was breaking into the labs, for something.
"It's got to be around here somewhere!" one of them yelled in a frantic voice. "It can't have just grown legs and walked off….he said….."
"If he catches us in here…"
"He won't catch us if we fail…we're going to be in deeper trouble….."
The thugs continued to rummage through the lab, in an attempt to find what they were looking for. Clark's frown deepened when they were overturning furniture and moving through cabinets.
It looked like a job, well for him. Clark took about two steps towards the lab, but another wrinkle entered the picture.
A figure dressed in a green hood dropped down to the ground. Clark watched the figure's progress and one of the goons got an arrow right to the side of the neck. Another goon froze and received an arrow straight to the knee cap. The third drew a gun on his attacker. She fired an arrow at the side of his neck, dropping him to the ground.
Clark realized the hooded figure was a she instantly, he could pick up on things with how the hooded figure moved, no matter how much she tried to hide it.
The goons had been taken out, and the hooded vigilante opened the vault, before pulling out a vial with a glowing green fluid. She dropped a black metallic box down on the ground.
Clark decided whoever this attacker was, she was just another thief. He moved inside the lab and grabbed onto her.
Surprisingly, she broke free from his grasp and flipped into the air behind him. The hooded figure withdrew a crossbow and fired an arrow towards Clark. Clark caught the arrow before it hit him. She flinched but fired another arrow. Clark's keen reflexes blocked that one.
He snapped the two arrows in half.
"What are you doing?" Clark asked.
"You don't understand," she said.
"Then make me understand," Clark said.
She wasn't one for conversation given the arrow fired at him. In a flash, Clark stopped the arrow and then grabbed her, before pushing her back against the wall. The quiver had been hurled across the room.
"I need to destroy the lab, so these people don't get their hands on the formula," she said. "You need to understand….there are some very dangerous people who would like nothing better than to see the world burn….you don't….."
Clark had to interject otherwise they were just going around in circles.
"Help me understand," Clark said. "There are students on campus…"
"Well, you're here," she said. "And you're more than capable of getting them off campus."
Clark realized this person pretty much just implied she knew something about him and his abilities.
"You have three minutes, get cracking."
Clark calculated it in his head and realized, there wouldn't be enough time to interrogate the hooded figure, and get all of the students off of campus. He made a decision of what to do, and he wouldn't like it, but there were really no other options other than to move.
He went off in the other direction, to get all of the students out of the area. He might have shocked them rushing out of the blast radius, but he didn't stick around long enough for any of them to find out.
Clark returned and sure enough, as he expected, the figure dressed in the green hood disappeared into the night. The bomb ticked, and Clark realized there wasn't enough time to disarm it, at least the conventional way.
He grabbed the bomb, and jumped high into the sky, as high as he could go. The air pressure caused the bomb to prematurely explode just as he launched it further into the air.
Clark dropped down onto the ground, the wind knocked out of him. He dropped to his hands and knees, so many questions, and not enough answers.
'Just another day in my life.'
A scientist in his forties with slightly graying hair held the phone out and what he heard made him more enraged than ever before. His name was Mark Desmond and he had been working on a project which would help revolutionize the world as they knew it. Many people made the claim in the past, but Desmond was getting so close.
Yet, there were many problems which were pushing him so far away, and he didn't like it.
"What do you mean my lab at Metropolis University has been compromised?" Desmond asked. "It was here again, wasn't it?"
"Yes, sir…it's…..well we looked around the lab, and the Hood laid out three bodies."
Desmond knew having these goons steal his own formula would be the best way to get out without his benefactors realizing it. The entire plan blew up in his face in the most frustrating way possible.
"And the serum, it's gone," Desmond said. "And let me guess, a figure in the green hood was spotted in the area."
"Yes, but there's something else."
Desmond took in a deep breath, trying not to lose his cool. It would be so very easy for him to lose his mind in a situation like this. Desmond mentally counted to ten and drew in his breath.
"What….what else could there be?" Desmond asked. "What other problems could there be?"
"The blur…he was sighted."
Desmond's mood threatened to go from bad to very much worse. He held the phone in hand, clutching it very tightly. His fingers almost turned white.
"The sample's been lost, and the Blur interfered in my operations."
Desmond, being an educated man, knew better than to ask whether or not things could get any worse. It would be a way to invite trouble of the worst kind. Desmond breathed in and breathed out, taking a few seconds to calm himself down.
Did he have other samples to use? Yes, Desmond did have other samples which he could use. It didn't matter though, the principle of the matter showed how little he hated of being stolen from. Desmond's hands clutched together around the phone.
"Tell your men, we need it recovered, by any means necessary," Desmond said. "I don't even need to explain to you how important it is to get my serum back."
Desmond felt like a marathon runner who had been tripped just when nearly crossing the finish line. No, he refused to, he would have his serum back. And the power which went along with the serum, there would be no question about it. Desmond took a deep breath.
"Very important, don't worry, boss, we'll get it back, we swear."
Desmond started to tilt his head back and mentally counted to ten. A headache raising up in his head made it very hard to concentrate.
'The hooded vigilante, and the blur, on top of everything else….and….'
The phone rang three times before Desmond answered it.
"Doctor Desmond," the garbled voice on the other end of the phone.
Desmond didn't need to ask whether or not things could get worse because they just did. His benefactor was on the other end of the phone.
"Is our serum ready?"
It didn't get lost on Desmond how they always referred to the item as their serum. It caused Desmond's blood to boil with more prominence. All of the hard work he accomplished, and they still wanted to claim full control of the serum, they wanted to declare it to be their serum.
Desmond would play their sick little game, for the moment, no matter how much he didn't like it, and he didn't like it at all.
"I have a sample ready," Desmond responded. "Or I will have a sample ready, once I establish it from scratch. The vigilante…."
"She attacked one of your labs," the man on the other end of the phone said. "HIVE is concerned…we need your serum to help build our army."
"And here I thought you had your little Doomsday weapon."
Desmond's commentary had been as cutting as one might expect from the likes of him. The representative on the other end of the phone gave a long pause, so long, Desmond thought the conversation had been terminated. If only he could be so fortunate.
"We do," the HIVE representative said on the other end of the line. "It never hurts to have a failsafe."
The last day's adventures had been very mind-numbing for Clark, which left him with more questions. The entire campus had been cleared out, and classes had been canceled for the day. The concerns of a terrorist being on the campus were enough to put people in a fit.
Clark thought he going to Metropolis would be a little bit more peaceful. He didn't have to deal with the meteor mutant of the week on a regular basis. However, what Clark wanted, and what would happen in reality, were two very different things.
Tess and Patricia called him and asked him to attend a meeting. Clark thought it would be rude not to accept their request. He arrived at LuthorCorp, which was being revamped. The security guard let him in right away.
Clark came across two redheads, who had been joined by a very attractive brunette as well. They were deep in conversation.
"And there's the man of the hour," Patricia said.
"Clark, come in, take a seat, make yourself at home," Tess said.
Tess looked like she wanted to jump him. She stayed professional because of the other person in the room. Clark walked across the room and sat down.
"Clark, this is Thea Queen," Patricia said. "She's the heiress of the Queen Legacy."
Clark remembered something about Thea's brother and parents dying a few years back. Now she was of age, she was in control of Queen Industries.
"It's nice to meet you," Clark said.
"Hey, nice to meet you, especially after Patricia and Tess were singing your praises," Thea said. "You must be good if you met their very high expectations."
She smiled at him which Clark returned. She crossed her legs to give Clark a nice look at them. And they were pretty nice to look at especially wrapped in those sheer stockings.
"Well, I do what I can," Clark said.
"Thea's deciding to….inherit her family's legacy in more ways than one," Tess said. "She knows about your night job…what you do in your spare time."
"And I'm glad you are," Thea said. "Someone needs to protect those people who can't really protect themselves. And I'm glad you're one of those people…and you might not remember me, but…..you saved me from a bus crash, a couple of years back."
"I think I've saved a lot of people from a lot of bus crashes," Clark said. "But, you're welcome…it's just in a day's work."
"I know," Thea said.
She had been in a pretty bad place in her life after her brother and parents died. She blew a good chunk on her inheritance on recreational activities, but her near-death experience gave Thea the shock needed to try and put her life back together.
"Tess called me, and I was very glad she did," Thea said. "We can put together a business deal. The Queens and the Luthors used to be business partners…at least until they had some kind of falling out."
Tess knew what the falling out was, and she would have to bring Thea in on the news when things settled down.
"I had some problems with the Board which Tess helped me sort out," Thea said. "I don't want to know what you do to have them back off of me and let me take control."
"It's best you never do," Tess said.
'That way you can't be charged for anything.'
"I hope to get to know you better, "Thea said. "But, I guess it's going to have to wait."
Her cell phone went off and Thea received a text message. She frowned when looking over the message.
"Because, there are still a few things at Queen Industries I need to take care of, "Thea said. "They're arguing with my head of IT about the feasibility of secure….obviously she knows better than they do…but you know how businessmen are."
"All too well," Tess said.
"It was nice meeting you," Clark said.
"Well, you barely did," Thea said. "Still, maybe I can buy you coffee or something….if our schedules ever line up?"
Tess smiled knowingly at what Thea's intentions. Clark either was playing it cool or displaying one of his moments of cheerful boy scout naivety
"Coffee would be nice."
Thea moved out of the side exit, and Clark watched her leave. She moved with a renewed vigor, although there was something about her which rang familiar. She did mention Clark saved her from a bus wreck, but she doubted it was that much.
Tess watched Thea leaving. The great universal crisis shift of doom caused everything to change, almost in a blink of an eye.
"So, I understand you were in the center of the attack of Doctor Desmond's lab," Tess said. "And I can't say I'm unhappy someone messed up his lab."
"How so?" Clark asked.
Tess was only too happy to enlighten Clark on the facts as best she knew them. "Desmond's been involved in some pretty shady stuff lately, and he's made all sorts of friends, and not exactly in very high places either. I'd keep an eye on anything he does."
"I'm sure you already are," Patricia said.
Tess smiled, was she really this predictable? Regardless, she was glad they thought well enough of her to think she was always on the ball and always keep an eye on people. And for people who threaten Clark, Tess would always keep an eye out on people who would threaten his interests. Not just because his interests were her interests as well.
"I just wish I knew more about the vigilante in the hood."
"Hmm," Tess muttered.
Clark raised his eyebrow, wondering whether or not it was a good hmm or a bad hmm. Regardless, his eyes locked onto Tess.
"I'm thinking the answers might be closer than you think," Tess said. "They might be right underneath your nose this entire time."
He could not make heads or tails of what Tess said, although she may have just given him a hint. Clark frowned, and the theory he had earlier was gaining more prominence.
"Yeah, I've heard about the mysterious girl in the green hood, "Chloe said. "Not sure what Hoody Girl's problem….although she's been targeting some pretty high-level targets, most likely scientists."
Chloe walked down the hallway, dressed in a robe, having just gotten out of the shower just a few minutes before Clark showed up. It was a real shame Clark didn't show up sooner because he could join her. She, Lois, and Lana pulled an all-nighter, and they got in some work as well.
Well, Lana and Chloe did, at the very least , once Lois blacked out from a few too many drinks.
"And if the scientists are half as shady as Mark Desmond, I guess you can see she thinks she's justified," Clark said. "I guess."
"Desmond's about as shady as they come," Chloe remarked, cupping a hand underneath her chin and frowning. "The guy's been rumored to trying to create a super soldier serum….you know, to replicate the one time someone actually did a super soldier serum correctly, during World War II."
Every other time after, from what Chloe could tell, had been a dismal and extremely obvious failure. She sighed and shook her head, directing her gaze towards Clark.
"She took something from the vault," Clark said. "I couldn't get a closer look because I had been preoccupied."
"Hoodie Girl knew you were coming then," Chloe said. "And she prepared to keep your attention occupied."
Clark watched as Chloe trailed off. Both of them knew someone studying his movements for any reason would have been a pretty bad idea. Regardless, he held Chloe close.
"I met Thea Queen today," Clark said.
"You mean the daughter of billionaire industrialist, Robert Queen, don't you?" Chloe asked. "That, Thea Queen?"
"Yes, her," Clark said. "I find it very odd this Hooded Vigilante comes into town, just the moment she does."
"Clark, are you sure you're not leaping to conclusions?"
Chloe's question was a pretty good one and maybe Clark was leaping to conclusions of some kind, or maybe he had a pretty good idea what was going on. All he could do was frown and consider every angle of this situation in his mind. Thea could have been the hooded vigilante, it was very possible.
The side door opened, and Lana made her way out of the room. She dressed in lacy black lingerie, and the moment she saw Clark, she smiled.
"Clark," Lana said. "Well, this is something nice to wake up to."
Lana walked over and wrapped her arms around Clark's head. She looked a little bit tipsy, and Clark had to hold her up.
"You would think she would be able to hold her intake better, "Chloe said. "Lois is worse off."
Lana attacked Clark's mouth with a sensual kiss, working her tongue deep into the back of his mouth. Clark grabbed the back of her head and returned fire with a kiss of his own. He backed Lana up against the wall and she moaned in excitement, pressing her body against his.
Clark released her mouth, smiling. Lana was glad he kissed her, it felt really amazing. Chloe moved over.
"And I was rude enough to give you an appropriate greeting," Chloe said.
Chloe wanted some of Clark, and she was going to do what she could get it. Lana moved behind Clark and started to run her fingers down his stomach while kissing him on the back of the neck. Chloe leaned in and kissed Clark down the side of his neck. Both of the girls made quick work of Clark's shirt and guided him into the bedroom.
Lois pulled herself up to a sitting position on the bed and groaned obviously. The moment Clark stepped inside, Lois raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
"Oh, good morning, Smallville," Lois said.
She watched when Lana and Chloe guided Clark down on the bed. Lois crawled over, having fallen asleep in her jeans from the night before and a black bra. She couldn't be bothered to change into her night clothes.
Lana and Chloe already had Clark out of his pants, which Lois was grateful for because she doubted such complicated things like clothing would be good for her psyche these early in the morning.
'They say sex is the best cure for a hangover,' Lois said. 'Well, I don't think anyone says it….but fuck it. Let's go with it."
Lana and Chloe had Clark's boxer shorts off and his long cock extending to the heavens. Chloe leaned over towards him and wrapped her warm lips against the tip of Clark's throbbing manhood. She looked down at him, working her moist lips all the way down him.
Clark leaned back to enjoy the pleasure of Lana and Chloe alternating between a few sucks. Lois finally joined in and decided to take Clark's cock all the way down her throat. She pulled herself away from him and unclipped her bra. Her breasts bounced up and Lois leaned down to capture his cock.
"It feels so good, doesn't it?" Lois asked.
Lois wrapped her breasts around Clark's throbbing manhood, working his rod up and down. Every time Clark pushed between Lois's heaving chest pillows, she captured the head of his cock. She licked him and released Clark before moving down to stroke his balls.
Chloe took off her robe and already, Lana grabbed Chloe and kissed her. Chloe rolled over and returned fire with a deeper kiss. She pinned Lana underneath the bed. Her fingers rubbed down Lana's trim stomach and reached closer towards her heated mound.
"You're wet for me already?" Chloe asked.
Lana answered with a nod, biting down on her lip. Chloe shifted Lana's panties back a fraction of an inch and revealed her moist pussy. She didn't have enough after last night, not Chloe complained. She was just making an observation. Her first finger shifted an inch inside of Chloe's dripping mouth.
"That's right, take your big cock and pound my breasts! It makes me feel so good."
Lois forgot about the hangover and instead worked over Clark's throbbing manhood with her warm breasts. She rubbed his manhood in between her generous mountains of flesh. Clark closed his eyes and felt the rush of Lois's warm flesh enclosing him. She leaned down and kissed Clark's head, smiling when coming back up from him. She continued stroking Clark, making him harder.
Seconds later, Lois pulled away from Clark and got onto the bed. Clark climbed behind her and started to grab her body. His strong hands groped Lois's sizeable chest. She breathed heavily when Clark ran his hands down her ass, clad in jeans still from earlier.
Clark spanked Lois which caused her to whimper.
"Tell me how much you want it."
"Badly," Lois whimpered.
Clark peeled her jeans off. Her ass had been covered with transparent black panties which made Clark harden even more with desire.
Speaking of desire, Chloe buried her face between Lana's thighs and ate her out. Lana wrapped her thighs around Chloe's head and pumped herself into Chloe's waiting mouth.
"More," Lana murmured. "Give me more….so much more."
Lana reached the peak of pleasure with Chloe's tongue shifting deeper inside of her dripping hot cunt. She swirled around. The sound of Lois's screams only had been more.
Clark buried himself inside of Lois. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. Clark reached over to caress Lois's body, feeling the firmness underneath his hands. He cupped her breasts and rammed harder into her. He worked her up as slow as he could before alternating between some fast thrusts and some slow thrusts.
Lois closed her eyes, pleased when Clark buried his manhood working into her body. Clark's balls slapped against Lois's cunt. He explored the insides of her warm tightness, rocking deeper into her. Every thrust caused sparks to fly through her body.
Chloe moved over to put her thighs over Lana's face while still eating her out. Watching Clark drill her cousin on the other end of the bed made Chloe burn with desire and want him so badly.
Both Lana and Chloe ate each other out in a sixty-nine position. Their tongues swirled inside, both trying to scoop the nectar out. Chloe grabbed onto Lana and squeezed her ass which only encouraged Lana to drive her tongue further inside Chloe's very moist, dripping cunt.
Clark throbbed hard inside of Lois at the sound before him. He pushed deeper into her. The orgasm spreading through Lois's body resulted in a hard clamping down on his cock.
"Yes, it's a good hangover cure, isn't it?" Clark asked.
"What, getting your brains fucked out?" Lois asked.
Clark smiled and pushed his manhood deep inside of Lois's body.
Lois felt all of her sexual desires increase. Every time Clark pushed into her, she had been driven further to the brink of madness. Those balls reminded her of how much he had stored inside of her.
Clark reached his peak, but not before Lois reached hers. He pushed himself into her tight body, her insides squeezing down on Clark's probing prick.
The discharge of fluids fired inside of Lois's snatch. Lois saw stars after the orgasm to end all orgasms. He buried his hard rod deep inside of Lois's warm snatch, draining the seed inside of her. His balls contracted and released the seed inside of her.
Clark pulled away from Lois, allowing her to drop down on the bed.
The moment Clark had been done, Lana took advantage of the momentary distraction to walk over to Clark and take his hard rod into her mouth. Lana sucked him up to full strength.
Chloe, a bit miffed Lana cut in line, decided to take her aggressions out on Lois. She crawled on top of her cousin and grabbed Lois, before giving her a warm kiss.
Lois wasn't entirely surprised by Chloe kissing her, and she really did have to kiss back. The two of them exchanged a passionate kiss before Chloe moved down and started to kiss the side of Lois's neck. She traveled down to suck Lois's neck to cause some sharp moans.
"Chloe!"
"You know, you two look hot together, "Clark said.
Lana nodded her head in confirmation, but couldn't say much on the account of having Clark's throbbing hard rod in her mouth. She sucked in. The combination of Lois's juices with Clark's wasn't too bad, although Lana much preferred licking her own juices clean off of Clark's throbbing hard manhood.
She pulled back with a smile and spread her tanned thighs on the bed.
"Clark, I'm ready."
Lana flickered her finger in the inside of her pussy, giving Clark the invitation. His hardened cock needed to accept the charges and he did, working his way between Lana's thighs. Lana spread herself wide out and took Clark between her thighs.
"Yes!" Lana yelled.
Clark pushed into her, feeling how tight she was.
Lois thought she was going to die because of what Chloe did to her. Chloe used her mouth to worship Lois's nipples, and then squeezed her round breasts. She grabbed Chloe's breasts as well, larger from her additions in recent months.
Chloe smiled and planted more kisses down her cousin's body. Every time she touched Lois, there was a very obvious shudder coming from her body.
"Chloe, oh god!" Lois moaned.
Lana clenched Clark. He pulled from her body so the tip rested at Lana's entrance. A very long moment passed with Clark shoving his manhood deep inside of Clark. His balls almost bottomed out inside of Lana's tight, clenching snatch. Clark held her hips and rose up into her before bringing himself down into her.
The ritual had been repeated several times. Clark worked his rod deep inside of Lana. She grabbed onto Clark, breathing heavily.
The orgasm firing through her body felt so very good. Lana couldn't even describe how good she was feeling, the more Clark pushed himself into her.
"More,"
Lana grabbed the back of Clark's head and moaned in her ear. Clark shoved more of his thick tool deep inside of her moist, clenching snatch. The two of them exchanged pumps with each other.
"Fuck," Clark breathed. "You're so tight."
"And that's what you love."
Lana squeezed him hard as he pumped inside the dark-haired vixen with all of his might. Every thrust brought new pleasure. Clark's caressed her body when also driving his cock inside of her. She knew the end would be, but would she be awake enough to feel it?
She sure hoped so. Clark drove his massive phallus into her wet body. Lana clenched onto him, feeling the pleasure spreading through her body.
"Yes, more, more, please."
Lana's pussy throbbed with anticipation every single time Clark drove himself into her. He sped up a little bit, rocking her body with a fluid pattern. He massaged Lana's legs when rocking her. It just made her even wetter and wanted his cock even more.
Clark buried his throbbing hard cock deep inside of the moist cunt of his lover. For the second time tonight, his balls strained, and were about ready to unload inside of Lana. Clark picked up the pace, riding his lover's pussy to the edge.
Lana breathed in and breathed out, Clark was very close at unloading inside of her. She needed every drop of his seed buried inside of her like there was no tomorrow.
Clark clenched and released his bounty into Lana. Lana grabbed onto him to make sure he did not pull out until completely finished.
"I love you," Lana moaned.
She said these words before fading into the pleasure. Clark filled her up with so much seed, it already started to spurt out of Lana before he was done spurting into her.
"I always have loved you….all of you," Clark said.
Clark rolled off of her, leaving Lana's pussy spasm.
Chloe sensed Clark's movement and like a hungry tigress, she pounced on top of him.
"Well, are you ready for the main event?" Chloe asked.
She ground against Clark's throbbing hard cock, trapping it between her thighs. Clark reached up and grabbed Chloe by the back of her hair to hold her into place. He forcefully kissed Chloe, which she returned quite eagerly.
"You think highly of yourself."
Chloe smiled and rubbed herself against Clark's cock a little bit more. One more swift movement impaled Chloe down onto Clark's cock. The massive manhood filled her tight body. Pleasure exploded through every fiber of Chloe, from the top of her head down to the tips of her toes. Clark leaning in to suck her breasts made Chloe's toes practically cure in desire.
Clark showed he could still do it, after a couple of intense rounds with Lana and Lois. They still hadn't found his limits, which was a good thing. It gave plenty more room for experimentation.
Chloe and Clark became an entangled mess of limbs and lips, kissing and suckling each other. Chloe worked her tongue deeper into the back of Clark's mouth, working into him and then pulling out of him. They exchanged a hungry kiss with each other, which deepened every moment.
"Good," Chloe moaned. "More, please."
Chloe's nipple hardened and Clark took it between his fingers. He tweaked it with one hand and grabbed Chloe's rear end with one hand. He guided her up and down on him. She hugged his cock while bringing herself down onto his balls.
"So much," Chloe said.
She enjoyed Clark's big throbbing balls and the amount of seed which could be in them. Chloe bounced higher and higher, waiting for her orgasm to hit. And it did hit and hit in a very big way. Her breasts bounced and Clark leaned in, sucking her nipples very hard to bring more pleasure to her.
"Yes, very good," Chloe mewled hotly. "Give me all of your love."
Clark was going to give her everything she ever wanted and so much more. Chloe leaned in, shoving one nipple into Clark's eager mouth. Clark sucked it hard.
The exchanged their passionate love making for quite some time. Lana and Lois intertwined themselves in each other and waited for their turn.
Nothing mattered to Chloe, in the present, then giving Clark so much pleasure.
"You're amazing, Chloe," Clark said.
"Nice for you to see so," Chloe said. "Now, are you going to share some of the love? I know you have enough in those big balls for a couple of rounds….so why don't you shoot cum in my nice….tight…wet….pussy?"
Chloe brought her wet pussy down onto Clark and squeezed him very tightly. Her wet center grabbed Clark and released him with a few intense squeezes. Chloe rocked up and down on him, slowly bringing his hard cock into her with a fluid motion.
"I want all of your cum," Chloe said. "Please, Clark."
"Well, since you asked so nicely."
Clark gave one more thrust. The muscles tightened and he started to unleash seed inside of Chloe's wet cunt. She squeezed him and worked Clark's love muscle.
The two exchanged fluids with each other. Chloe milked Clark all the way to completion, every burst of cum shooting new pleasure in her body.
Clark gave Chloe one final kiss as she pulled herself away from his cock. She fell back onto the bed, with a smile on her face.
Lana and Lois pounced and took turns in licking Chloe's wet pussy. Clark took advantage of their open and willing pussies by finger-fucking swift and fast to kick off a new round of sexual bliss between the four.
Mark Desmond had the serum ready and several representatives of HIVE closed in to watch.
"Watch closely," Desmond responded. "You'll be amazed. You think I'm some run of the mill drone…but now I'm going to show you how successful my work is. I'll test it on myself."
"Yes, because it always works so well."
Desmond ignored the cutting remark from the HIVE representative and took a syringe before injecting the serum into himself.
"I can feel it, the changes….my body, my mind, they are all…changing."
Desmond's shirt rips off and he turns into a large brutish monster, skin an ugly color. He grabbed one of the HIVE representatives by the throat and choked the life out of him.
"Blockbuster will have power, that Desmond didn't have…."
Bones snapped. Some of the HIVE representatives departed from the scene. Others were not so lucky to do so.
Blockbuster ripped the spine of one of the goons out and his broken body dropped to the ground with a bang.
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Blockbuster Part Two.
The girl in green dropped down onto the ground. The door looked to have been ripped off of the hinges by some mysterious force, which she couldn't really tell what it was. Only, someone ripped the door of the hinges and did it in a less than sophisticated manner.
Further evidence of this person's rampage littered the room as she moved closer to position. The girl's heart beat even faster when moving into position.
'Damn, this person really was playing for keeps.'
A thought went through her mind, tormenting her about the fact that whoever did this, wasn't exactly playing with a full deck of cards. No, far from it, they were a very dangerous person. She made sure the quiver had been secured over her shoulder, bow in hand, and without another word, stepped inside to see what could be done. Her heart hammered hard when thinking about what she had to go up against this time.
'Now, let's see what he stole. If he stole anything. It looks like he had gone on a rampage. Or they, this might have been an entire group of people.
Another set of chemicals which fit the patterns of all of the other thefts were here. The hooded vigilante took half of a step into the room and turned her head to the right, and then turned her head to the left, before lurching her head forward into the distance. Her heart kept beating firmly against her chest when moving further into the distance.
Several of the tables in the lab had been overturned. It gave her a perfect amount of cover to move into position. Her head thumped when moving into battle. She looked high into the air, craning her neck a fraction of an inch back, before craning it forward one more time.
Still, nothing, although there was still plenty of time to find something. She wondered if the person who broke in left the lab was still nearby.
'Tread softly.'
No, a sound of something crumbling in the lab next to her caused the archer to put on high alert. She stepped into the lab, moving in the shadows. Someone growled in a hideous manner, not bothering to say a single word outside of some loud growls.
The archer almost dropped the bow when walking closer to the situation. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise, and she could only mouth one thing.
"What the hell?"
She ran not into a man, but a hideous monster, standing a good eight feet tall, with leathery skin and claws in his hand. He shifted through the cabinets, without any word. His movements alternated between ruthless efficiency and manic, mindless searching.
The monster turned around and growled before rushing at the hooded girl. The hooded girl flipped and stuck a landing down on the edge of the table. The monster ran through the table, almost knocking it over. She landed down on the ground in front of him.
The monster lifted up a heavy piece of equipment and chucked it all the way across the room. She dodged out of the way, slid her quiver off of her shoulder, loaded up the bow, and fired an arrow. Two more arrows fired at a rapid succession, both of them bouncing off of the large chest of the creature.
The arrows had absolutely no effect on the monster. They just enraged the beast even more. Another sharp arrow caught the monster in the side and it only enraged him. She kept firing a rapid barrage of arrows, most of them only causing the monster's rage to increase. The regular arrows only had the effect of enraging the monster. One could say the monster had been completely and utterly pissed off.
She pulled out an arrow and shot it. The arrow released a combustion of fire which caused the monster to light up like a Roman candle. There's no effect on the monster, who rushed towards her.
She did a deadly ducking and dodging routine, to try and wear the monster down.
"Crush hood girl!" Blockbuster yelled. "You will pay for what you did! I will annihilate you!"
The monster appeared to be slipping back and forth between more intelligent speech, and also brutish speech. This very fact just confused the woman in question when dodging his attacks. Those attacks further tried to nail the girl.
The girl landed on her feet, the wind rocked out of her body. The monster grabbed her about the area of the head and hurled her down onto the ground. A large metal table slid into her ribs and knocked her into the wall. The woman flipped over and landed with a solid thud.
She tried to reach for her bow, not it worked well. The monster picked up the bow and crushed it into absolute nothingness. This action forced the hooded archer to take a step back.
'Liked that bow….also like my face…..'
The monster rose his fist and tried to bring it down to said face. She moved out of the way, just barely and he rattled the ground with a punch.
"Come on!"
"No! Crush!"
She stabbed him into the eye with an arrow which resulted in the creature recoiling in thinly veiled agony. The creature twisted his head around and snarled even more when rushing into position to attack his adversary.
Blockbuster was not going to let this one go without a fight. He grabbed onto the ankles of the girl in the hood and dragged her back towards the center of the room. She struggled against the grip of the menacing monster, but there was no way out from where she was going. She rose up, breathing heavily.
In a blink of an eye, a blur came into the room and caught Blockbuster in the face with a huge punch.
Clark skidded to a stop and looked towards Blockbuster. Blockbuster grunted when looked towards the man who punched him in the face.
"Let's see if you can make something against someone closer to your own weight class," Clark said.
"Crush you!"
Blockbuster charged Clark and punched at him. Clark blocked the punch from the monster and returned fire with an uppercut of his own. Blockbuster had been launched up into the air and knocked back. The creature bounced up, his durable flesh absorbing two more of Clark's best punches.
The Kryptonian speared him down to the ground at super-speed. The wind had been knocked out of Blockbuster, who rose back up. Despite the rib shattering attacks, he still had something left in him.
Clark went for a jab which Blockbuster blocked and he hoisted Clark up over his head.
The hooded vigilante reached into her quiver and grabbed an arrow. She reared back to jab the arrow into the back of Blockbuster's knee. The arrow connected firmly with its target point. The monster howled and dropped Clark down to the ground.
Clark knocked Blockbuster back with a haymaker punch. The monster rolled over, and grabbed two vials of chemicals, before dumping them into a bucket. The third chemical dumped into the bucket created a highly explosive chemical cocktail.
He had some level of intelligence left, and Clark looked at the bubbling pail. He leaned down and picked up the not so mysterious hooded girl underneath his arm and jumped into the sky, bringing her out of there.
The abandoned lab went sky high just as Clark cleared it. The injured woman leaned against him when Clark flew off into the distance.
Thea Queen's eyes slowly opened up and realized she was naked. Well, not naked in the way she didn't have any clothes on, but naked in the sense she wasn't wearing her hood. She changed into a tank top and a pair of black sweatpants. She rose to a standing position and coughed while looking around.
"I wouldn't stand, you suffered a serious rib injury which isn't fully healed."
Thea turned her attention towards the woman with blonde hair who smiled. She felt a few aches and pains, but other than that, it wasn't too bad. It would have been worse if she hadn't been saved. Yet, she should not have needed to get saved.
It was a serious and complete blow to her ego.
"So, how are you feeling?"
Clark turned up in front of her. Thea responded with a frown.
"Very exposed," Thea said. "You know who I am, underneath the hood."
The smile of the Kansas farm boy, and secret alien survivor of a dead planet, only increased.
"Well, I knew who you were before you had been brought here," Clark said. "But, this just confirmed what I thought."
Thea didn't really know what to say about it. She didn't think the secret identity thing would last forever, given the situation. The woman rose herself up almost to a standing position and collapsed down onto the bench, breathing heavily.
"You got knocked around very good, kid."
Thea turned her attention towards Tess, who stood at the edge of the Fortress. The lack of surprise on Tess's face just made Thea throw her head back.
"You knew as well, didn't you?" Thea asked.
"Well, it wasn't hard to put together who had the motive and the means," Tess said. "Who would be good enough to tie up all of those loose ends, to be honest?"
Thea leaned back a fraction of an inch to the side and really wished the rib injury would heal so she would get off and ground.
"I'd just be better off knowing what hit me and how " Thea said.
"Desmond might have found a way to create the super soldier serum," Tess said. "And in the tradition of all brilliant scientists, he tested it on itself."
"Whoa, whoa, wait whoa, time out?" Thea asked. "Are you telling me the monster I fought was Desmond?"
This bit of news completely and totally floored Thea in many ways. A mild-mannered scientist turning into a raging monster, a hulking beast, to be honest, it sounded like something out of a comic book. Yet, it was there, in real life.
"Yeah, it seems to be," Clark said. "He showed some skills, creating an explosive chemical to get some distance."
"Maybe he perished in the explosion, and we don't have to deal with him," Thea said.
The hope in her voice almost made Clark respond with a smile.
"Oh, we could only be so lucky," another voice said. Thea turned around and saw a busty blonde making her way towards the room. She was a sucker for blondes, especially ones that looked like that. "I'm Karen, by the way , or Kara….it's a long story…a very long story."
Thea could tell by the look on her face the long story involved something which would give her a headache. She saw a couple more people fluttering around the Fortress. Thea leaned back and tried to keep herself calm. So many people knew her secret identity, which she thought might be a bad thing.
Of course, they figured it out already, in the case of Clark and Tess, the others, she couldn't say. Plus, as Thea reminded herself, she knew what Clark was all about for years before she decided to start dressing up like a Gender Bent Robin Hood and shooting people with arrows.
"Desmond going off of his leash is a problem," Tess said. "He was working with HIVE."
"Past tense?" Thea asked.
"Yes, past tense," Tess responded. "Do you really think they would have authorized him going on a rampage like he did?"
Thea responded by shaking her head in response. She didn't know much about HIVE, other than what her sources backed up. They had their hands in all sorts of illegal activities, and they would want to change the world, by bending it to their own image. To Thea, this all held the ingredients for a recipe of disaster.
"His HIVE masters are going to want damage control," Thea said. "And Desmond is smart enough to…."
"I'm not sure if he's smart much longer," Tess said.
"Oh, I don't know," Clark responded. "He seemed plenty smart enough when he whipped up the chemical cocktail and tried to blow us straight into another world."
HIVE popping up with more regularity made Clark concerned. Claire mentioned them in an almost offhand matter during the first time they met several months ago. HIVE's danger and menace factor increased the more Clark thought about them.
'They are being a problem.'
"Actually, I think if he's doing what I think he's doing, then his intelligence is fading every time he uses his strength."
The group turned to give their full attention to Raya, who stepped into the picture. Raya blew back a lock of her blonde hair when walking forward.
"You think he's losing his intelligence?" Clark asked.
"With these super soldier serums, they give the person extreme strength and durability," Raya said. "All at the cost of causing their intelligence to fade."
"Why would anyone do something like that to themselves?" Clark asked.
"Greed, and bragging rights to be the strongest there is," Karen offered.
"Krypton has done these experiments a few times," Lara said. "They haven't ended well. The Council finally wised up and banned then after a while."
"So, we're going to have a rampaging monster without any thought of destruction on our hand," Clark said.
"Yes, but we have no idea how long it's going to take," Tess said. "And he can be going anywhere in the world."
Tess closed her eyes and tried to figure out where they were going to go next. One thing was for certain, they were dealing with a very dangerous threat.
"HIVE has powerful brokers in almost thirty different countries, including this one," Tess said. "At least, as far as I know."
Clark assumed, perhaps not wrongly, Tess knew more than most.
"I might also have a good idea where Desmond is heading next if he's following his established patterns," Thea said. "If you…"
Thea really wished she could move around a lot easier, but with her ribs still being tender, it was very hard for her to even breathe. Hopefully, everyone would improve for her.
Desmond hunched over a chalkboard where he scratched out the formula. He read it over a couple of times.
"No, not right….need to stabilize, before it's too late!" Desmond growled. "BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!"
The serum worked out rather well at first, it increased the man's strength and made him able to handle anyone. Including the HIVE goons who ended up trying to take him down, Desmond clung onto the memories of ripping them completely to shreds.
Desmond gritted his teeth when scratching more of the formula down on the board. He tried to raise a fist and smashed it through the board.
"Got to keep calm."
Every single moment he worked on the formula, less of Desmond clung onto his mind, and more of Blockbuster tried to appear through the surface. The monster scratched on the other side.
"Calm down."
Desmond picked up a vial, and looked it, struggling to comprehend what this formula did. More facts slowly slid out of his mind the more he looked at the vial. His shaking hand almost dropped the chemical down and it smashed to the ground.
The chemical smoked on the ground. Desmond reared back his head and howled like a crazed madman.
The window opened, and he turned around. Desmond turned around and came face to face with the girl dressed in green. The same girl who failed his men, and jabbed an arrow through his knee, he remembered this woman. It healed, but he wasn't going to ever forgive the woman for that.
"You!" Desmond yelled. "Crush you and then fix me!"
Desmond needed to finish her off quickly, so he could get back to finish the formula to boost his brain power before said brain power.
"Come on, I'm right here."
Blockbuster rushed towards the hooded figure and she jumped out of the way. She watched Blockbuster fly out of the window and land on a set of rocks. He bounced back up to a standing position, right in time to see the hooded archer drop down several steps aside from him.
"Come on, get me!"
Thea hoped this plan, as mad as it seemed on the surface, would actually work. She followed the progress of Blockbuster charging her. Blockbuster swung a huge punch towards her. The hood dropped down onto the ground and fired an arrow towards him. The arrow enraged the monster, which was her plan to get him to move closer towards him.
"Just a little closer, come on!" she yelled.
Blockbuster rushed towards the attacker again. More of Desmond slipped away with each passing second and he became an unmistakable ball of rage. His huge hands charged towards her, swinging like a wrecking ball. The Hooded figure dropped down to avoid the attack.
"Blockbuster crush Green Arrow."
"No, Green Arrow lure Blockbuster into trap."
Blockbuster looked up to the sky. A blonde haired blur came in and nailed Blockbuster in the side of the face. The imprint of a fist had been nailed.
Karen flew back, hand sore from the impact. Blockbuster's face felt like it had been carved out of stone!
Clark came right into the battle, going faster than a speeding bullet. He nailed Blockbuster and sent him flying. Blockbuster flipped over the ground and turned around just in time to get another punch from Clark.
The two Kryptonians used their heat vision in tandem to back Blockbuster back. He growled in response when stepping back.
Both of them reared back and caught Blockbuster with a double punch which sent him flying into the lab.
"No, must get stronger...much crush….super people!"
Blockbuster gagged and gasped when trying to bring himself back to a standing position. He took two of the chemicals and hastily mixed them together into a syringe.
Clark came on through to put the finishing touches on him, just in time to see Blockbuster jab himself with something. His body swelled up, bulging with heavy muscles everywhere. He turned into a more grotesque version of himself, bulging like a monster.
Karen took a step back to fully see the degeneration of this monster. What little intelligence he had, burned away as he grew more grotesque.
"The formula was incomplete, wasn't it?" Karen asked. "I don't think this is going to work out."
"Desmond, listen to me!" Clark yelled. "You need to….."
Desmond picked up the entire table, chemicals and all. They splashed on the ground and the mixture caused a huge fire through the lab. The monster hurled the table towards the two Kryptonians, who forced them to scatter.
Karen coughed, the chemicals made her eyes water. She took one look at Desmond who inflated to grotesque and almost cartoonish proportions. His head swelled larger, despite his intelligence being less than ever before. The monster swung those huge flying pan hands towards both of the Kryptonians.
"His organs, they're swelling up," Karen said. "They're going to burst."
Blockbuster's punches also packed more of a punch. He started to smash through the lab.
Thea watched when the new and improved Blockbuster lumbered around. He moved slow, but when he connected, it looked like his fists could punch mountains. One of them rocked the ground where she stood on. Thea shook back.
Thea doubted any of her arrows could pack a punch enough to take down Blockbuster.
"Desmond, you're going to…."
Karen jumped into the air and nailed Blockbuster in the side of the neck before he attacked. Blockbuster howled and then leaned back, clutching his chest.
"We better get out of here!" Karen yelled.
Both of them backed off, as Blockbuster looked like he was going to reach critical mass. The two of them moved over, with Clark picking up Thea, and scooping him under his arm.
The three of them moved off to a safe distance, just in time to see the lab go up in a fiery wreckage. The hell and carnage displayed a fair amount of chaos.
"And that's the end of him," Thea said.
Clark would have liked to interrogate him, to figure out what his bosses were up to, but at the same time, didn't think it would be possible, even if they could get Desmond out of here.
"Well, we've managed to salvage some of Desmond, including a usable blood sample," Tess responded. "So, we'll be able to figure out if we can find out anything."
Tess joined Clark and Karen in studying the remains of Desmond. Most had perished, but there was just enough to hopefully figure out some answers. Or just raise even more questions, it was very possible as well.
She slipped the sample of blood underneath the microscope and looked at it. Every second Tess studied the blood, her frown deepened and darkened.
"Let me guess, there's some bad news," Karen said.
"Take a look at the blood samples, and you tell me," Tess said.
The vagueness of Tess's statement worried Karen greatly. She took Tess's place behind the microscope and peered down, studying the blood.
"Damn," Karen said. "Some of the cells in here look very Kryptonian, at least in base."
She moved forward so Clark could take a closer look. Clark bent down and studied the cells.
"So, HIVE got their hands on some Kryptonian DNA," Clark said.
"I'm pretty sure it isn't yours, and like Kara said, it's Kryptonian in base only," Tess said. "There are a lot of intangibles….and I wonder if this is based on someone's research to try and replicate you."
"Meaning?" Clark asked.
"Meaning, I'm going to have to have a talk with Lex and Lionel," Tess said. "One or both might know something, even if they aren't saying anything."
Lionel had been saying the word "Doomsday" with more frequency and more urgency than ever before. Lex, they didn't even get that much from. It made Tess very frustrated because two men, who always had a lot to say, turned into mutes.
'When you don't want them to talk, they never shut up. When you want them to talk, they won't say a peep.'
Tess only could terrorize what happened, and she did have her theories.
A light knock on the door caused the three of them to turn around. Thea stood, looking like she had just walked out of a board meeting the way she was dressed.
"Can I borrow Clark for a minute?" Thea asked.
"As long as you return him in one piece," Tess said. "We kind of need him."
The two women exchanged smiles with each other.
"Hey, you don't need to tell me, I already know," Thea said.
The two of them walked in. Thea smiled when turning to Clark.
"Thank you for saving me from getting flattened," Thea said. "I really want to thank you in fact, and show you how much your heroism is appreciated."
"It's not a problem," Clark said. "All in a day's work."
"The least you can do is let me buy you dinner," Thea said.
"I'd be honored, "Clark said.
Thea looked up for a moment. Her parents and brother were long gone, and she was the final part of the Queen dynasty. She almost snuffed it out by throwing her life away.
It was time to step up and join Tess and Patricia in their assistance of the Traveler.
"I wonder what HIVE's going to be up to next," Thea said.
"Well, whatever it is, it's not good."
"And we'll stop them," Thea said.
After all of HIVE had done, all she heard, they needed to be stopped. And Thea only heard a few things, so she doubted they very scratched the surface.
"Thanks again, and….we'll make arrangements for dinner later."
Thea kissed Clark on the cheek, paused, before leaning back and giving him a proper kiss on the lips. Clark had been surprised at her daring.
She moved off without another word, leaving him to ponder on their little encounter.
"Oh, we certainly well, Ms. Queen."