Chapter 78 - Ch: 55-57

Chapter Fifty-Five: Desperate Measures

All things considered, Shayera thought the events of today were a whole lot to take in. Karen and Diana explained everything to her in the best detail possible. Her mind certainly was going a million miles a minute with everything and it took her a fair amount of time to process every single little thing that happened. Her lips pushed together and allowed out one single, tiny whistle in response.

"I know, it's hard to believe," Karen said. "But, it's what happened, you know."

"Oh, I believe it," Shayera said. "Even when I don't want to believe it, I believe it. So much of my life makes sense now, but at the same time, there's a lot more of my life which is absolutely terrifying. I guess you're going to have to take the good with the bad."

Shayera closed her eyes and recalled certain moments in her life, where it seemed like a part of her was was more than she thought she could handle, at least at the moment. She closed her eyes. The change from Shayera to Hawkgirl, or maybe Hawkwoman, was not something she could subconsciously trigger. Only through great moments of stress, or maybe involvement from the Thangarians could she turn it on. It was most certainly not a faucet.

It frustrated her, to say the least. At least now, she was halfway across from the temple. Shayera was tempted to return to the temple, even though the hawk statues inside of it could not harm anyone. She wanted to see what else she could remember by walking around. Maybe, something down there could trigger a past memory?

At the same time, Shayera feared what she might find out. She didn't really remember this past life of hers or really any other past life. It was something which frustrated the stunning warrior woman. She rose to her feet and paced around the museum.

"Hey, it's hard trying to find out you've been living a lie," Karen said.

"Well, this is more than just living a lie," Shayera said. "Is this a cycle I'm doomed to repeat for hundreds of years? Thousands of years even? How far does it stretch back anyway? Am I just going to go around in a circle until the end of time?"

"Just take a deep breath and relax," Diana said.

Shayera responded with and settled back down. She figured Diana had a pretty good point. Relaxing was a good thing, she didn't want to trigger a violent change where she attacked her friends.

"Sorry about any trouble I caused," Shayera said. "I don't think I've said that enough, but I'm truthful…"

"Don't worry about it," Diana said. "There were circumstances beyond your control….but I would highly advise you trying to get the circumstances back under your control. I think it would be a lot easier for all of us, if….what our friends at the DEO are reading this right, and there's a good chance at all."

Aliens, no wonder Shayera always felt a pull to the most strange and mysterious things. She lived several different lives, which she had been put in the middle of the strange and mysterious. Really, Shayera didn't think she could be capable of such a thing as a mundane, standard life. Something about that just didn't resonate with her all that strongly.

"These Thangarians," Shayera said. "It's like a memory which I can't reach."

"Don't try and force it," Karen warned her.

"No, I'm not trying to force it," Shayera agreed. "It's close though. I can feel it. But when I think about it, it's like I'm not ready to remember it. There are some horrible things."

Shayera was once one of them. She still was one of them, if what Karen and Diana said was accurate. Thangarians was a war like race and not at all peaceful to be perfectly honest. They preferred to solve their problems with weapons, and not so many words. It worked because many of the races they were at war with, they were somehow worse.

"If they have targeted this planet, it's not exactly a good thing," Shayera said. "From what I remember, and more importantly, from what I feel. They will not stop until they have what they want. And what they can't have, they will rip apart."

Shayera couldn't help but remember this particular point in the galaxy was an important point for the Thangarians. They must have been submerged in a war, after not checking back on the team they sent for scouting purposes all of those years ago. At least, that was what was evident in Shayera's mind.

"We're going to have to prepare for them," Karen said. "So, if you feel anything else coming on, please let us know."

"Earth is important to them," Shayera said.

"I know," Karen responded. "It's a strategic point in one of their wars. I can't explain it, you're going to have to ask my mother and my aunt about it."

Shayera wished she had the missing piece of the puzzle to explain it as well. There was something missing from all of her past lives, and she couldn't just reach out and grab onto it, no matter how much she really wanted to. Life most certainly wasn't what it once was.

"We're going to have to prepare for them," Shayera responded.

"We have an army which is ready for an invasion," Karen said. "I just really hope there are ready."

Shayera closed her eyes and she could see a flash of something. Winged warriors mobilized for battle, and several war ships descending down on a planet which might have been Earth. Shayera had no idea whether it was an image from the past, a dream she had, or a premonition of the future.

'It would just be great on top of everything else if I'm seeing into the future as well,' Shayera thought. 'This incident on Earth, the beacon, it's bound to draw the attention of the Thangarians.'

No matter how scattered they were throughout the universe, Shayera honestly felt there was a chance they could invade.

"They're going to get what they want," Shayera said. "I saw them preparing for battle."

"You saw them?" Karen asked. "As in, you saw them recently?"

"I thought I only saw past lives, but maybe I caught a glimpse into a future one," Shayera said. "When I remember more, you're going to be the first to know, I swear, I'll tell you everything I can."

Shayera just wasn't one hundred percent certain they were going to appreciate the answers. Hell, she wasn't one hundred percent certain she was going to appreciate the answers when they were given.

Astra hated to rush along a process, but at the same time, she understood the circumstances. The Thangarians, even a small chance of them invading a planet which she took on as a personal project, worried Astra greatly. Those war-mongering, brutish hawks left damages to most of the planets they took over. Strategic point or not, Astra didn't see this one being any different. Those hawks would have caused more than a sufficient amount of damage.

Outside of the gates of new Kandor, Astra waited. She could see some of the natives were very restless, which made her decision not to re-power them be even more clear. She stepped outside of the gates and made her way inside of the camp, where training had just concluded.

Astra turned her attention towards a beautiful woman, with dark hair, dressed in the usual Kandorian military attire. She had shining blue eyes, which always locked in a very intense gaze at anyone who encountered their gaze. She always had the look which could crush someone, anyone in her path.

"Faora," Astra said.

"Astra," Faora said. "The fabled General wants a word with me?"

The two of them smiled, and Faora leaned in to allow Astra into the main complex. Most of the Kandorian military officers had their quarters elsewhere, and the troops were spread out across the base. They were able to make the Arctic their own, with a little help from some technology to help expand some living quarters.

"It hasn't been two weeks yet," Faora said.

"Can't I come by for a visit?" Astra asked.

Faora folded her shoulders and looked towards the older woman. The younger clone of the woman who would eventually grow up to be one of the most feared in Krypton locked her eyes onto Astra.

"You are not the time who stops by for a social gathering, Astra In-Ze," Faora said. "You are always business, but in the matters of the Kandorian military, I can hardly blame you. This is not an ideal place for us to be right now. It is a shock to many of us to wake up in this new world."

The last thing many of them remembered was undergoing some kind of medical examination. It didn't seem to be anything, in particular, just a routine physical, which ended with them on a different world. Astra, Lara, and Alura filled them in on everything. They had been part of an emergency effort in case the worst came to worse.

Which was odd, when the Council decided Krypton wasn't declining, despite making plans against it twenty years previous. They had been too reliant on the machine known as Brainiac, Faora found out. It was based on Alura's brilliant system, Indigo. Only, the Council made some not so brilliant tweaks to the system, which were far than from the best.

"No," Astra said. "I understand the Kandorians are still struggling to adjust to their new life.s"

"Struggling to adjust, that's putting it very mildly," Faora responded. "Considering the fact, we're only allowed to see a small portion of the new world we're living in."

"You understand the reasons, don't you?" Astra asked.

"I'm well clear as of why " Faora said. "Knowing the official reasons doesn't make things any more bearable, it just makes them more frustrating."

Astra sighed, she understood where Faora was coming from in a situation like this. She would have been in the same situation if she had been put under house arrest.

"I do agree with the fact we shouldn't be empowered," Faora said. "I thought at first it was our right to receive these powers, but Kryptonians were not meant to live under a yellow sun. Jor-El and Alura were right to deprive us of these powers."

Granted, just because they were fundamentally right, didn't mean Faora had to necessarily agree with them one hundred percent of the way. Still, she knew of the reasons, and could grudgingly accept them, at least she supposed she could grudgingly accept the reasons for this.

"The Kandorians may not be idle for long."

Faora sat up straight. Finally, she had some answers, some transparency on what was going on, maybe.

"Earth is vulnerable to invasion," Faora said. "And you need an army to repel it. Don't you?"

Astra looked like a woman who had exercised all of her options and came to the people of Kandor for a last ditch effort. She took a deep breath and sighed.

"It's the Thangarians."

Faora heard of the Thangarians alright. Who hadn't heard of these war mongering hawks who caused more than enough problems to last several planets an entire life time? Krypton was very fortunate not to cross paths with any of them just yet.

"You're not going to re-power us for this, are you?" Faora asked.

"No," Astra said. "You're a great army, without your powers on Krypton. You can still be a great army without your powers on Earth."

"And given Kal-El is trying to gain the trust of the people of Earth, having an entire super-powered army would undermine that trust," Faora said. "I don't like it, but I understand it."

Earth was not like Krypton, well it was actually more like Krypton towards the end, but without the knowledge, there were other worlds out there. It was distrustful of outside influence, it even had tensions in its own world, which Krypton didn't even have. Earth was very unique, and potentially not in a good way.

"We'll be prepared when you need us," Faora said.

"That's all I ask of the Kandorians," Astra responded. "And good luck with your training. You have the hardest job in all, appeasing them."

"I try," Faora said. "Although we have been given a second chance, and many of them appreciate that. So we have at least that much going for us."

Outside of Smallville, resided a gateway. Diana and Clark were waiting on the outside of the gateway, dressed for the autumn weather in Smallville.

"Shayera says she remembers a few small bits and pieces," Diana responded. "But at the same time, she doesn't really remember anything too tangible."

"I didn't think she would," Clark responded. "She didn't remember fighting all of those hawks after it happened."

It was like an entirely new person took over her body. Clark could really relate to that particular situation, thanks to some of his past adventures. He leaned back a half of an inch and listened for the hum of the gateway to announce a new arrival.

The gateway flashed open in a blink of an eye, and a young girl, about sixteen years old, exited the portal. She dressed in a black top, a jacket, and a pair of jeans. She looked like a miniature of Diana in every single way possible and had a very wicked grin on her face when she approached. Mischief danced through her eyes.

"Donna, welcome," Diana said.

"We're glad you can make the trip," Clark said.

"Hey, I'm glad I can make the trip too," Donna said. "Mother was going back and forth for ages….but I buckled down and worked on my studies hard, worked on my training. I promised her I would enroll in school when I came back here as well….that would be an adventure."

Clark smiled, she really had no idea how much of an adventure. Donna moved over and hugged Diana in greeting. She shifted over and threw her arms around Clark with a smile.

"Too bad Kara isn't here," Donna said. "Or is it Karen now?"

"Well, Karen is her civilian name," Clark explained. "Like, how I was born Kal-El, but I'm really Clark Kent in the real world."

"Oh, that makes sense, but Diana is still Diana," Donna said. "Or something, I guess, I'll never quite get the hang of this secret identity thing."

Diana just smiled and put a hand on her sister's shoulder. Donna put out her tongue a slight amount in response, as the trio made their way over towards the Kent House.

"Finally, I get a taste of what Diana's been bragging about," Donna said. "I swear, every time she comes back to an island, she rubs my face into the fact she's here, and I'm not."

"Hey, I'm not rubbing your face into it," Diana said. "I'm just trying to give you the incentive to work harder."

"Well, it's working," Donna said. "It's like Ascension day all over again, trying to bust my ass hard. At least, this time, I didn't get into a fight with you, where I got soundly thrashed."

Clark looked at the interaction between both of the sisters with a smile and they continued the banter when heading towards the Kent House. It was a surprisingly short walk from the gateway which had been placed on the island.

He knocked on the door and footsteps could be heard. The door opened up, and Martha opened the door, smiling when she saw her son.

"Clark, it's good to see you," Martha said.

"Sorry, Mom, I would have visited much sooner, but…"

Martha responded by hugging her son and pulling him into the door. Diana and Donna followed inside a moment later.

"No, Clark, I understand how busy you get, "Martha said. "And it doesn't matter because you're here now."

Clark moved closer into the room and saw Chloe and Lana already sitting at the table. They had been hanging out here, waiting for Clark to arrive. Chloe had a cup of coffee, while Lana abstained from doing so. Clark's attention turned to the mysterious teenager sitting at the table with them.

"Hello, Diana, it's good to see you again," Martha said. "Anything interesting at the museum?"

"Well, pretty much the same level of excitement, really," Diana said. "This is my sister, Donna. She's heading to Smallville High School."

"Oh, be careful of the weekly meteor mutant attacks," Chloe said.

"Chloe, you shouldn't scare her like that," Lana said.

"Weekly attacks?" Donna asked in an excited voice. She thought school would be boring, but there would be a chance to be a hero like her sister.

Diana gave Chloe one of those looks which plainly told Chloe not under any means to encourage her sister.

Clark's attention had been focused on the girl who had been sitting at the table. She looked about sixteen, seventeen years old, but there was a haunted look in her eyes. A look of someone who had gone through a whole lot in their life and didn't come out well at the end.

Martha noticed her son and called him over for a second.

"I found her on the road, cold and alone, so I offered her a ride and a place to sleep," Martha said. "She has been staying here and helping around the farm. She claims her name is Tara, but she doesn't remember much of anything else."

"Hi, Tara," Clark said. "I'm Clark."

"Oh, you're Martha's son," the girl said, with a light smile on her face. "I'm borrowing your old room, I hope you don't mind me staying in it."

"Not at all, I'm just glad it's being put to good use," Clark responded.

"Not like the good use you put it through with your star gazing, right, Clark?" Lana asked, with a knowing smile on her face.

The doors opened up and Lois stepped around the corner.

"Hey, Clark," Lois said, she looked half asleep when she made her way.

Lois stopped to kiss Clark, and move over to grab herself a cup of coffee before sitting down on the table.

"Morning, Lois," Tara responded.

"Hey, kid, how are you doing today?" Lois asked. "Guess, you finally met Clark. Told you, he was a big old boy scout, didn't I?"

"Yeah," Tara said.

"But, you couldn't find a better guy, in…..twenty-four galaxies?" Lois asked.

"Twenty-eight," Clark corrected her.

Lois responded with a shrug. "So, there you go?"

It was really surprising this particular girl got along with Lois, given her brazen attitude. Still, Clark couldn't be all that surprised. He looked towards the girl and saw the bracelet "QTX19" on her wrist.

"What's that?" Clark asked.

"What?" Tara asked.

"QTX19?" Clark asked.

"Oh, that," Tara responded. "I don't really know what it is, it's just….I don't know. I was wearing it when I went to Smallville…..do you need any help with the dishes, Mrs. Kent?"

She changed the topic so abruptly, Clark thought he was going to get whiplash. She obviously didn't want to talk about it. Tara moved over to help Martha with the dishes, while Chloe looked at Clark, and moved over to whisper in his ear.

"Trust me, I'm on it," Chloe said.

"Oh, before I forget," Lois said. She was a bit more alert now she had a cup of coffee in her. "Lucy is coming to town next week, for her birthday. So be prepared for her."

"Oh, it would be good to see her," Clark said. "I really thought she was sticking around the last time."

"You know, Lucy, she never sticks around in the same place for too long," Lois responded with a shrug. "Just be ready for anything. I think she might want to stake her claim this time."

"Another one?" Lana asked. "This would be the third girl with the LL initials….pretty soon, we're going to outnumber the rest of the group."

Clark left the Kent Farmhouse and moved to an apartment on the outskirts of Metropolis to check up on a friend of his. After Carol's little episode with the Thangarians, Clark decided to give her a few days to rest. Alex and Kara both told Clark that Carol was more agitated than anything about being put on the bench.

'Can't say I really blame her.'

He took a look around and it was a pretty nice apartment. Not too extravagant, but at the same time, it was very nice. It was in a very respectable part of town as well.

Clark decided to move over to the door and knock on it. He waited for Carol if she was up and around to come and answer the door.

"Jess, I'll call you back."

A pause followed and footsteps approached. The door swung open and Carol answered the door, dressed in a silky red bathrobe which came down to her thighs and showed a glimpse of her magnificent legs. It had been tied at the front as well. Her hair had been let down, coming down in blonde curls.

"Hey, Clark, come in," Carol said. "Hope, you don't mind a bit of a mess."

Clark stepped inside, and saw a couple of pizza boxes in the front room, and an empty gallon of ice cream.

"You'd figure with all of the time off of work, I would have more time to clean up," Carol said. "But, I guess I could…"

Clark zipped about the room and cleaned up the mess. Carol watched him in awe when he made the living area of her apartment about as presentable as possible.

"You're a real life saver, you know that?" Carol asked.

She leaned in closer and captured Clark's lips in a very brief, but also very intense kiss upon the lips. She pulled away from him.

"So, how are you doing?" Clark asked.

"Better than expected," Carol said. "You know, it's going to take more than a couple of hawk zombies to put me down for the count….although from what I could get out of Alex, it seems like the real life thing is about ready to invade sooner rather than later."

Both sat down on the couch.

"And if these Thangarians are going to invade, it's my job to help do what I can to repel the invasion," Carol said.

"We're still trying to figure out if the temple phoned home or not," Clark said. "Given how many light years away the Thanagarians could be, at least we have some time to prepare."

"Good," Carol said. "Better to be prepared, then caught with our pants down…and not in a good way, when the actual invaders come here."

She moved a little bit closer and Carol rested her hand on Clark's thigh.

"So, I overheard Alex and Daisy talking about their big night out with you a couple of weeks ago," Carol said. "And I thought about it, and it wouldn't be right if I didn't get the piece of the action?"

Clark only nodded, Carol was beautiful, powerful, smart, and what man wouldn't want to be with her in a relationship? She rose to her feet and took a nice long look at Clark. Slowly, Carol undid the front of her robe and allowed it to drop down to the ground.

The eye-popping sight of Carol dressed in her bra and panties had been revealed to Clark. Her round melons had been pushed up in a bra, making them look even more immense. Clark's eyes traced down her body, her abdomen was toned, with a sexy navel that looked good enough to eat. Her panties stretched over her wide hips, and there were legs which went down to miles. He traveled up her body, to see her beautiful face.

"I'm not one for waiting around, Mr. Kent," Carol said.

Clark moved across the room and wrapped his arms around Carol. Carol brought her leg around Clark's body and pulled him into a kiss, before slowly guiding him to the bedroom, and also guiding Clark out of his clothes.

In no time flat, Carol deprived Clark of pretty much every article of clothing, other than his boxer shorts. The beautiful blonde looked at the handsome man before pushing him back on the bed.

Carol pinned down Clark on the bed and climbed on top of him. She heatedly kissed Clark, working her warm lips against his. Clark reached up and grabbed Carol, lightly grabbing onto her backside when she deepened the kiss. She moaned, working her tongue as far into Clark's mouth as possible.

She wanted even more. Carol's tongue shoved into Clark's mouth. The busty blonde beauty rubbed her hands all over Clark's body and could feel the muscles underneath him. Her hand slowly worked down his abs and slowly worked closed in on his crotch, underneath his boxer shorts.

The feeling of Carol's strong hand wrapped around his cock caused excitement to brim through Clark. Carol pumped his rod a couple of times when she kissed Clark. The kisses left his mouth and slowly made their way over the side of his neck. Jolts of pleasure shot all over Clark's body with Carol's intense kissing heating up. She sucked the side of Clark's neck.

"Going to leave your mark."

Carol pulled away from Clark and kissed down his chest, his abs, and then finally released his cock. Only to pull his boxer shorts down and reveal the cock, standing up like an iron bar.

'Man of steel, indeed.'

Red plump lips wrapped around Clark's hard cock and Carol pushed it into her mouth. She sucked, as hard and fast as possible on Clark's engorged rod. Her hand cupped his balls when sucking Clark off.

Clark closed his eyes and felt Carol's mouth wrapped around his throbbing hard cock. Every single inch of that extremely sexy and extremely able mouth tightened around Clark's rock hard rod. She slowly slurped Clark's manhood.

Carol smiled and could feel the reaction of Clark when she sucked his cock. It turned her on to have such a big, throbbing piece of meat in her mouth. The oldest Danvers sister wanted to ride it in a moment or two. Carol grabbed Clark's hips and slowly sucked him down her throat. Her warm lips kept smacking around him.

"CAROL!"

Her mouth felt so good. Carol knew what she wanted and was going to do everything she could to achieve those ends, Clark suspected. The rewards of this temptress sucking his cock was great. He wanted to do more with her. Clark reached up and gripped the back of Carol's head. Blonde locks grabbed in Clark's hands when he pushed his hard rod into Carol's waiting mouth.

The intense mouth fucking made Carol's eyes water ever so slightly. Those big swollen balls bounced across Carol's chin. Every single inch of Clark's mighty rod stretched out her mouth. Carol breathed lightly and could feel more of Clark buried inside of her mouth.

Clark kept working himself into Carol's mouth. His balls grew heavy. Carol, sensing weakness, grabbed onto his balls and squeezed them tight. The bursting of cum shot into Carol's mouth. Clark rose his hips up and injected a blast of power seed into her mouth.

The pleasure released in Clark's loins was very intense. Carol kept sucking Clark, as hard and fast as possible, to the point where the young man saw stars. Her able hands grabbed Clark's balls and gave them a hearty squeeze while sucking as much of his cum as possible down.

Clark groaned at the sudden release of cum firing inside of her mouth. She sucked him down as much as possible, drinking the essence from his balls. Clark's expanding and releasing of his cum kept firing his immense load inside of Carol's throat.

Carol drank down the seed which dribbled to her mouth. When she was done, sucking, she used the cum still dribbling down Clark's cock as a lubricant. She rubbed his cock up and down.

"Ready for more, stud?" Carol asked. "I know those big balls can hold a few loads….and the power of the yellow sun can recharge you….but here's something else that can recharge you."

Her bra dropped to the ground, and Carol held out her ample breasts, making them look larger. They bounced with her movement. Carol turned around and slowly slid down her panties. Legs had been spread for Clark, her dripping pussy exposed for him, along with her ass. A slap of Carol's round ass caused him to groan. She moved closer and Clark reached out to grab her ass and held it tight.

"Nice, ass," Clark groaned.

"Thank you," Carol said.

Clark spun her around and positioned the super-powered blonde on his cock. Carol's wet pussy lined up for his manhood, about ready to receive it. Clark worked his cock inside of Carol's willing lips and could feel her walls tighten around her.

"Damn, so tight!" Clark demanded.

Carol closed her eyes. She never felt a cock so mighty penetrate her walls. Granted, she could count on one hand the number of long-term boyfriends she had and have fingers left over. Carol pushed her walls around Clark's massive cock to bury it deeper inside of her body.

"Yes!"

The meeting of their flesh increased. Carol rose up on Clark and pushed her loins down onto his rod. The stretching of the beautiful blonde's pussy got even more intense. Carol rose up and dropped down on his throbbing hard cock. Every time she edged a little more of this hard cock inside of her, Carol felt really good.

Clark felt the feeling of Carol pushing up and down on him. Those round, tanned breasts slapped his face. Only one thing to do and that was for Clark to take a hearty helping of flesh.

Those round orbs melded in Clark's hand. One glimpse of Carol's bouncing body only encouraged Clark to delve into more of the sexy blonde's flesh. The moans increased in passion and doubled in intensity when Clark latched his mouth around her nipple and sucked the hardened nub as hard as possible.

Carol's pleasure doubled the more Clark worked over her nipple. She couldn't deny this huge cock parting her walls was intense. Carol tried to keep up with him, but she had been tested. Carol re-doubled her efforts, to ram his cock into her body.

"I want this, I want all of this!" Carol begged him.

Clark spent some time alternating between her nipples and slightly pulled back before motor boarding Carol's ample chest. It shot pleasurable sensations down her body the more Clark pleasured her nipples. Clark worked over these ample mounds of flesh and made Carol particularly ooze with lust the more Clark worked over her nipples.

Determination to cum hit Carol, or maybe an obsession to cum and make Clark cum. She drove her warm walls down onto Clark's engorged cock. Each rise and each lower made her pussy get filled with as much of Clark's cock as possible. Carol clenched around Clark, and for the first time in a long time, worked up a sweat.

The sweat was good, it was like she was really feeling the burn, and really feeling how she got fucked. Clark pushed his hands around Carol's thighs and squeezed her hips around him. Carol brought her warm hips down onto Clark's throbbing cock and released him with a few more solid pumps. Carol slid down onto the base of Clark's cock and released.

"Mmm, yeah, right there," Carol breathed. "Harder, Clark, harder, really make me feel it! Stretch my pussy, out, make me feel so good!"

Clark grabbed onto Carol and pushed his rod inside of her tightening pussy walls. Carol gripped onto Clark as hard as possible and released his cock. More of his cock penetrated her tight body when rising and falling on it, at a very fast, and intense speed.

"You've got it," Clark groaned, pushing his iron rod inside of Carol's waiting pussy. She stretched out and rose and dropped on him.

Every single time Carol dropped her pussy down onto his cock, Clark could feel the moisture of her walls wrapped around his throbbing cock. Carol stretched her wet walls down onto his throbbing hard cock and released it. Every single time, it was good, it was intense.

Every single time Carol came, she thought her mind was going to explode. She pushed all the way down onto Clark's rock-hard cock and then released him. Carol kept bouncing her way down his throbbing rod and made sure to feel his cock inside of her body.

"Mmm, Clark," Carol breathed in pleasure. "That's the best spot, right there!"

Clark held onto Carol's hips and pushed her further down onto his aching rod. Her womanhood stretched around his cock and released him in a fluid motion. Several long rises and falls made Clark feel really good. His balls ached, and he knew it was only a matter of time.

He made sure to work Carol to another intense orgasm. Two round breasts were ready to be played with and Clark didn't hesitate in taking them in hand. He molded her breasts and made them his.

Carol descended down onto his throbbing cock. She channeled all of the strength into her vaginal muscles, stretching her walls around them. Carol rocked up and down on Clark and shoved more of her pussy down onto his throbbing hard cock.

"That's it, right there!" Carol begged him.

Clark's balls constricted and released their seed into her wet pussy from underneath. He couldn't hold himself back from pumping a very thick load inside of Carol's body.

Carol grabbed and released Clark's cock to milk him. Her body shook at the intensity of his balls firing inside of her body. Every single motion was fluid poetry, and Carol brought herself down onto his hard cock with a smile. Every time he filled her, Carol entered a blissful thrill.

One final orgasm passed through Carol, and Clark could feel the effects of it. This round was just completed, but the night was far from done, which suited Clark fine.

Carol slid off of Clark's cock and collapsed back on her bed. Her thighs spread invitingly when they oozed with cum. Clark rolled over and gave her a light kiss, before moving on top of her. His powerful body pressed against hers, causing a delightful amount of friction.

"More," Carol begged him.

"Of course."

Clark was hardened for the third time, Carol's curvy body got him hard. He grabbed onto her hips, positioned his cock, and slammed inside of Carol. Her moans excited Clark and made her want to fuck her even more.

So, Clark Kent did, until the sunrise the next morning.

Chapter Fifty-Six: Vision

A bright light surrounded Lana Lang and she took a moment to take in her surroundings. Her head shook, and it almost felt like she was surrounded by deep water, which she had been submerged inside. Lana took a deep breath and tried to adjust to her new surroundings, but it was very hard to adjust to them where she was.

Lana found herself submerged inside a cloud of mist next. She took half of a step forward, and the mist got thicker. Yet, Lana just had to keep walking, there was something which compelled her to keep moving forward, despite this entire situation seeming like it was just her going around in a circle. Several minutes of walking passed, but then Lana stopped.

The mist lightened up a little bit and allowed Lana to turn about in the field. Things were much more visible, and she didn't think it was a good thing. Lana saw hordes of winged warriors descending down on the sky. She turned around, just in time to see the people of Smallville back off in horror.

Those poor people, they have been through so much. Lana could hardly name everything they had been through during their lives. One of the men screamed when the warriors destroyed a home. Lana clutched her fist, which shook with rage. Her deep breathing continued, when looking around.

"It's awful, isn't it?"

Lana turned around and noticed a figure standing in the midst. She motioned for Lana to follow her through the mist, and Lana did, not quite knowing what to make of this situation. There were a lot of things about this entire vision which seemed off, even though Lana could not quite put her finger on why.

'Okay, this is weird,' Lana thought. 'Actually, I'll go even further and say, this is really beyond weird.'

The last thing Lana remembered, she drifted off to sleep, after getting some homework done. Then, she ended up in the middle of the field. Could this be a dream? Lana had to think it could be, but things seemed so much more vivid than the usual dream. The sights, the smells, the sounds, just everything around her seemed far more vivid than even Lana could realize.

Suddenly, Lana looked up and could have fallen over in surprise. The mysterious green-eyed girl from the painting stood in front of her.

"You, you're real."

"In a sense I am," she responded. "But, in a sense, I'm a long distant memory. But exactly what I might be, and what I might not be, that doesn't matter right now. What matters is the world around you. We are reaching a very pivotal point sooner or later."

"So, wait, this is the future?" Lana asked.

"Well, this is a potential future," the girl concluded. "One of many potential futures, but it isn't the only future."

Lana really hoped this future wasn't the only future. Everything seemed so dire, and it made Lana just want to cure up. A soft and encouraging hand fell onto Lana's shoulder. Lana could feel strength coming from the touch, but also, there was something else to this touch. Lana couldn't put her finger on what.

It was almost like a great burden was being placed upon her shoulders now. A year or so ago, Lana might not have been ready to receive such a burden. Now, times have changed, Lana did a lot of thinking and realized, she had her own part to play.

"A potential future," the mysterious girl repeated. "Clark, he has the potential to lead Krypton to a brand new age, and Earth as well….but Lana and the rest of his friends…..which is rapidly becoming his Collective Network, you all have your parts to play."

Lana didn't know what to make of this. She saw the images of brutality and war around her. Not something she liked to see, no matter how much she was used to seeing it. Spending most of her life in Smallville made her sadly used to a lot of problems.

"Just who are you?" Lana asked.

All Lana received for her troubles was a very soft and very mysterious smile. The woman reached in and cupped Lana on the top of her head.

"My name isn't relevant to our conversation, at least not right now," she responded. "Just remember, stand by Clark, and embrace yourself, embrace all you can be. Embrace all you can be, and remember, don't let what your ancestor did you taint your full abilities."

Lana didn't really know what to make of the situation. This woman, the same one from the painting, visited her in this dream, or maybe vision for a potential future. Everything started to grow fuzzy around them until Lana and the woman stood next to each other in a field of mist.

"Good luck."

The emerald-eyed figure leaned in and touched her lips onto Lana's with a very powerful kiss. Lana had been surprised, but at the same time, very pleased with the quality of the kiss. Her lips warmed, and something swelled through her body. Was it power? Lana couldn't tell. Regardless though, it was something which sent a pleasurable heat through parts of her body.

A blink of an eye passed, and Lana turned over in bed, surprised. She could still feel the tingles in her body. It was some dream, wasn't it?

But yet, there was a sense in Lana's body, what just happened was very real, even though it took her a very long time to process her thoughts.

Clark could have registered his amusement very handily. Lois always had a tendency to get excited about things, or rather get deadly focused on things. Chloe sat next to him and was torn between laughing, and just crying out in exasperation.

"Okay, I just got a text from Lucy," Lois said. "And she's keeping out of trouble, for once in her life, that's a good thing."

"Well, maybe she's learned her lesson," Clark said.

"You should know one thing about us Lane girls, Smallville," Lois responded. "It takes us forever to learn our lesson….and before you make a snappy remark about how I'm speaking experience, yes, I agree with you, I am speaking from experience."

Clark just turned his attention away from Lois to smile. It wasn't really too much fun when she made the snappy retort herself, instead of allowing Clark to do so. Maybe it was just him though.

"But, still, she's coming for her birthday," Lois said. "Maybe this time, you can convince her to stick around."

As much as Lucy annoyed Lois a lot of time, it was still a good idea to keep her sister under close watch. If Lois knew where Lucy was, then she could get her out of trouble. Besides, Clark and Chloe could help her as well.

"She's mellowed out a little bit, Lois," Chloe said.

"That's because she knows she'll get something out of being a good girl," Lois said. Her eyes traveled onto Clark for a minute, before turning to Chloe. "I don't really mind, well not now. I would have minded if she would have gotten a piece of Clark before I did."

"Nice to know I'm a prize in a race," Clark said.

Lois just shook her head, half-smiling, and half-ignoring Clark.

"Maybe, half of her problem is, she hadn't gotten properly laid," Lois responded. "I don't know, but I think everything really just went to hell when our mother was gone."

Lois rarely talked about her mother, and Chloe knew the good reason. She had some mild abandonment issues over her mother dying. It left Lois to mostly take care of herself and her sister, when General Lane was moving them around the country, to protect it from whatever threats.

"Maybe, you should just talk to each other," Clark said.

Lois snorted in response. "You really think it's that simple, Smallville?"

Clark thought it was only not simple because Lois made it not simple. She complicated her own life through several means, and she could have had a lot easier life if she would have allowed herself to do so.

"The point is, I'd like to ask you a favor, for you two to join me when we pick her up tomorrow," Lois said. "I'm sure she would be over the moon to see you, she would have gotten in your pants if some asshole hadn't attacked the club you were in and ruined the moment."

"That happens way too much in Smallville," Chloe said.

"Yeah, tell me about it."

Lois hated to admit it, but Smallville might not have been the normal town she thought it was. Granted, she had been to some pretty odd places in her life. But, given the fact she was currently part of the collective of an alien, perhaps Lois shouldn't be the one to talk about how odd things are. Maybe she really shouldn't.

"I'm heading off for a drink," Lois said. "If you want to join me….fine. But if not, I'll be back by sunrise….although listen for a phone call, just in case."

"Oh, we know the drill," Chloe said, smiling.

Boy, did they ever know the drill? Lois leaned over to steal a kiss from Clark, and also she hugged her cousin, before giving her a kiss as well, as if this was no big deal. Lois made her way over to the club.

"So, what are the odds we get a call?" Chloe asked.

"Pretty high," Clark said. "What have we gotten ourselves into?"

"The same thing we've been getting ourselves into once a week since we were about fourteen?" Chloe asked, with a shrug.

A blur popped up from the sky, and Karen dropped down in front of them. She had just returned from New Krypton with news.

"So, Astra informed them about the potential Thangarian invasion," Karen said. "So, the troops are getting ready for that, and getting ready for battle."

Clark would have preferred there was no invasion, but it was nice to see everything was getting ready for a battle which may come sooner rather than later.

"Also, we may have figured out how to stabilize our daughter," Karen said. Chloe looked confused. "You know, our Bizarro twin which took on aspects of both of our DNA."

Chloe nodded, that made perfect sense.

"She could be useful if we can get her stable," Karen said. "Alura, Raya, and Faora are working on her, we should hopefully get some progress."

Clark hoped they were right with the progress. There was also the fact the Thangarians were coming.

"Did Astra say whether or not we should empower the Kandorians or not for the invasion?" Clark asked.

"Astra did mention she didn't think it was a good idea," Karen said. "They were a great army without their powers on Krypton, and they could still be a great army without their powers on Earth."

Clark was in two minds about this entire situation. On the one hand, he didn't think more super powered Kryptonians would be a good idea. But on the other hand, it would be useful. Jor-El and Alura seemed to agree it would be more trouble than it was worth.

Then again, Astra took painstaking care to make sure some of the more problematic clones did not escape from the orb. So, there was that as well. This wasn't exactly an easy solution for anyone to make, Clark especially.

"Is it our right to make that decision for them?" Clark asked.

"Commander Faora actually agreed," Karen said. "Whether or not any of the others agree, that's something you're going to have to ask the Kandorians on a case by case basis"

A small group of shady looking gentlemen surrounded a table, which overlooked a lab. The screams of a test subject could be heard in a distance.

"We need to regroup with our next plan," one of them responded. "Our benefactor requires more soldiers to stop the alien threat from overwhelming this world."

"But, with QTX19 disappearing, we have lost one of our most valuable assets," one of the scientists responded.

"We have lost an asset, but not the most valuable asset. We are taking steps to ensure there are no problems with the next one."

All of the scientists turned around, in time to see the man walking up the steps. The chief advisor of the science department, Professor Hugo Strange made his way around the corner to face the scientists. All of them looked at Strange with a fair amount of respect, coupled with an extreme amount of fear. Strange's reputation of sadistic brutality proceeded him.

"My friends, we learn much more with each batch of recruits," Strange responded. "We have learned that death is not the final road for the meteor mutants. As long as there is enough of their bodies intact, then we will use the same meteor rocks which gave them their abilities to bring back to life."

"Yes, Professor Strange," one of them nodded. "But the results have mixed. We have had some real Frankenstein creations."

"Remember, Frankenstein was the scientist, not the monster," Strange said, chuckling. "Although, some scholars think the distinction between the two was very narrow indeed."

A small group of scientists, working for this organization, wheeled in a body.

"The rate of decomposition is much slower thanks to their exposure to the meteor rocks," Strange narrated to the people involved. They all responded with casual nods in response. "Therefore, we can bring them back to life, even if they had been to officially deceased for several years."

Many people would have thought it would not have been right to play God. Strange disagreed through, he looked very much forward to seeing the process of someone coming back to life. Strange would have rubbed his hands together in excitement.

"The file, as you requested, sir."

Strange received the file in his hand and opened it. He flipped through the file, interest flashing through his eyes when he read every single word of the file.

"Well, many of them have a connection to Clark Kent," Strange said. "But, I've learned much about this young man, through my conversations with Mr. Luthor some time ago. And the more I read through these old files at Belle Reve, the more I realize just how unique he could be…..must be why my supervisor commissioned this particular…"

All of the other scientists looked at Strange with curiosity. He worked with another team higher up in the pecking order in the organization.

"Regardless, our newest guest, she died a few years ago," Strange responded. "Killed, by a zealous man, despite the fact she could have easily teleported out of the way, should she have chosen to. Lead appears to be her Kryptonite….to use a term."

Strange chuckled in response and looked down at the file. His grin widened when looking over everything.

"Everything is connected to Clark Kent, but this connection is among the most intimate I've ever seen," Strange said. "No matter, she will be given a brand new life, and a brand new purpose."

Strange snapped his fingers and turned towards his scientists.

"Prepare her for the refined process," Strange said. "And do take proper care to make sure there are no foul ups. I prefer there are not any surprises this time."

Everyone worked to bring this newest guest of the facility back to life. Strange smiled, he gained access to several important files at Belle Reve, copying them over from his time working there, and he also learned a lot from Mr. Luthor.

Cadmus would have the final line of defense for alien threats in the world. They would be the last people to block the menace. And the menace was growing, after whispers of a hawk warrior women flying around in the world. This was just the beginning.

Strange would be on the edge if it wasn't so interesting. He always had been excited with tapping into the secrets of a human mind. Never, in Hugo Strange's wildest dreams would he ever think, he would be tapping into the secrets of a more alien mind.

Daisy just politely listened to Alex when she was trying to tell her something. The two of them moved over towards the scarab, and they were starting at it. It remained immobile.

"Okay, you want to move when there's no one else looking," Alex said. "But, when no one else is around, you don't want to move. I don't get you, I don't get you at all."

Daisy started on the scarab, focusing. She started to turn away, and then she snapped her head back, hoping to catch the scarab in the act of movement. Unfortunately for her, it didn't seem to want to play ball, which was a very frustrating thing to be possible.

"Please tell me you don't think I'm going crazy," Alex said.

"Well, you have been working hard," Daisy said. "But, no, I don't think you're going crazy. At least, I don't think you're going crazy about this. This is some kind of weird alien tech where we haven't been able to scratch the surface of what it does. If it does anything."

Oh, it did something alright, but Alex was at a loss to figure out precisely what it did. Alex thought about trying to talk to it when no one was around. She debated on whether or not it was a good idea to take the scarab out of the case but dismissed it as a very bad idea.

'That's just encouraging trouble,' Alex thought.

Regardless, she locked her eyes on the scarab and waited for it to make some kind of move, no matter how creepy that might have sounded. She eyed the object in the tank when it shifted.

"Okay, it being unmoving is even more creepy than it moving," Daisy said. "I'll give you that much….but do you really think it's stalking you?"

"It wouldn't be the first person, thing, whatever, to stalk me," Alex said.

Daisy sighed, boy was that ever the truth. Alex had more than her unfortunate fair share of stalkers, hell, Daisy had quite a few stalkers from back in the day as well. It was a very frustrating thing to think about for sure. She turned off to the side and then turned back, to face forward.

The doors opened, and they had been surprised to see Tess walk into the DEO. She had a very tense relationship with the management of the DEO and for very good reason. Alex and Daisy greeted their fellow Collective member with smiles.

Tess stopped for a short moment and looked at the scarab. She stared at it for a few seconds, and it made Alex and Daisy wonder why she was staring at it for so long.

"Well, that's interesting."

Tess turned around and walked completely out the way. Daisy rolled her eyes before turning back to Alex for a minute.

"Am I the only one who hates when she's all vague about what's going on?" Daisy asked. "Because, seriously, she could just tell us, or something, if she knows something."

Alex responded with a shrug. She had been working in the government for a very long time, so dealing with people who were vague just went along with the territory to be perfectly honest. Come to think of it, Daisy should have been just about as used to it as well, having worked in the government.

Then, there was the scarab, that creepy thing. It shifted a fraction of an inch when Alex moved closer towards it. She thought about opening up the case but decided not to. Alex could not under any circumstances.

"Hey, guys."

Alex and Daisy turned around and saw Kara standing there. Alex wasn't going to lie, her young sister wore the standard issue DEO uniform quite well.

"So, you're part of the team now," Alex said.

"Yeah, you said if I wanted to help, I should do things officially," Kara said. "Besides, who better than to go against aliens than another alien?"

"Just remember," Alex said leaning towards her sister. "You're a junior agent of the DEO."

"Yeah, but if I do a good job, I can work my way up to full-time agent, can't I?" Kara asked.

"Well, I can't fault someone with ambition," Daisy said. "Speaking of which, hey kid, get us a cup of coffee…..nice and hot….but not too hot, because we don't want to burn our tongues or anything."

"Right, two cups of coffee on the way," Kara said.

Daisy and Alex were directly supervising her, so she needed to listen to everything they said. Even the mundane stuff like fetching them a cup of coffee, which they were doing right now.

Alex turned to Daisy, who shrugged her shoulders in response.

"You can't just use my sister as an errand girl to…"

"Here, you go."

Alex stopped and Kara handed her a cup of coffee. She handed one to Daisy as well. Alex took the cup of coffee and drank it. It wasn't too bad, not bad at all.

"Not bad, at all," Daisy said. "Could use a bit more milk, but considering it's your first day, I'll let you slide."

Alex sighed and then turned drinking her coffee. She kept her eyes fixated on the scarab, expecting it to move and being a bit nervous when it didn't. She didn't really know what to make out of a situation like this.

'I guess I'll find out sooner rather than later.'

Smallville's notoriously brisk Autumn weather caused a mild breeze to blow around them. Clark, Lois, and Chloe awaited Lucy's arrival in town, and they were not the only ones who were standing there. Diana and Donna waited for them as well.

"So, how's Shayera?" Clark asked.

"She's back to work," Diana said. "I think she's keeping herself busy, to try and avoid thinking about what happened too much."

Clark answered with a nod. Learning you're an alien could be a heavy burden to bare, boy Clark knew that about as much as anyone else out there. Shayera didn't have a sufficient amount of time to come to terms with everything, including several past lives by the looks of things.

A nice sport's car pulled up, and Lucy exited the car, with a smile on her face.

"Clark!" Lucy yelled in surprise. "Lois didn't mention you were coming to meet me when I came into town."

Lucy ran down the driveway and went right past her cousins, and the two Amazons. She threw her arms around Clark and descended her tongue down his throat with a very intense and passionate kiss. Clark held onto the back of Lucy's head and guided his tongue into her mouth without too many problems.

Lois sighed when she shook her head. Chloe looked about ready to laugh.

Without any shame, the younger Lane sister pulled away from Clark with a squeeze of his ass and she winked at him.

"Hey, Chloe, you've been keeping out of trouble," Lucy said.

"Trying to," Chloe said. "How about you?"

"Trying to," Lucy said with a smile.

"You remember, Diana, right?" Clark asked. Lucy nodded in affirmation.

How could she forget such a beautiful and imposing woman? Lucy looked over the younger girl next to Diana.

"This is her sister, Donna," Clark said.

"Oh, another person who knows what it's like to have an overbearing older sister," Donna said, moving over. "Hey, Lucy it's good to meet you."

"Hey, nice to meet you as well," Lucy said. "Although, Diana isn't half as bad as Lois is."

"Thanks for the compliment," Diana said dryly.

"Are you trying to say I'm really bad?" Lois asked.

Diana just smiled and responded by lightly touching the top of Lois's head. Lois shook her head and turned around. Lucy, finally, turned around to her.

"So, it's my birthday," Lucy said. "Did you remember to get me something this year?"

"Don't worry, I'll remember to give you a good kick in the ass."

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Night Out.

Clark, Chloe, Lois, Lucy, Donna, and Diana arrived for a night on the town. They made their way into the same club Alex and Daisy took Clark to a few weeks ago. The sounds and the sights were amazing when they entered the club, and Lucy turned to Clark with a smile.

"Hopefully tonight ends a lot better than the last time we went on an outing," Lucy said.

"Oh, hopefully, you didn't just incur Murphy's wrath," Chloe said with a smile. "Seriously though, Lucy, just try and relax, and have a good time. If something happens, we'll just go to have to worry about it on our own terms, when it happens."

Lucy responded with a nod and a light smile crossed over her face. She really hoped nothing happened, but given some of the stories regarding Smallville, it seemed highly likely there might be some chaos. Still, she made her way over, to get a drink, because it was her birthday.

Donna stepped into the club, in awe of the sounds. This was a very new experience for her. Lucy noticed the younger girl's looking around the club, almost in awe.

"You look lost," Lucy said, almost teasingly, but she did look at Donna for a few seconds.

"Actually, kind of," Donna answered, shrugging her shoulders lightly. "I've never been in a club like this before, there's nothing like this back home. I didn't even think there were places like this….."

"Come on, let's get a drink," Lucy said.

Donna shrugged, to be honest, Lucy had a little bit more experience in these matters than she did. Lucy grabbed her by the hand and lead her over towards the bar. She was just glad to be a part of this, even though Donna really had no idea what to make of the new experience in the club.

Diana and Lois watched the two of them for a few seconds, and both wondered if they were going to get into any trouble. While their little sisters both had mellowed out recently, there was also that mischievous spirit dancing within both of them which could be potentially very worrying.

"Why don't we have a drink as well?" Lois asked. "To keep an eye on them?"

Diana responded with a nod. She liked to give her sister a little bit of space, she enjoyed space when she was that age. Unfortunately, she didn't get as much space as she would like at that particular age. Diana took a half of a step forward towards the bar.

It left Clark and Chloe alone in the midst of the club with each other. Chloe turned her attention to Clark. "Well, I'd ask you to dance, but why embarrass both of us?"

Clark laughed at Chloe's rather light hearted attempt to lighten the mood. He turned his attention towards another figure who made her way into the club.

"Hey, Lana," Chloe said, acknowledging her first.

Lana's eyes snapped off to the side and smiled, before nodding at Clark and Chloe. In an instant, Clark knew something was going on. Lana really wasn't her usual self to be perfectly honest. Clark decided to move over towards her and close in on Lana.

"You look like you could use a drink," Clark responded.

"Yeah, that's why I was here, actually."

Clark took Lana to the arm and brought them over to the bar. The far off look in Lana's eyes was very concerning, and Clark wondered what was going on with her. She didn't seem like her usual self. The two old friends turned lovers, settled down by the bar. Lana reached in and grabbed Clark's fingers with a desire.

"I had a weird dream," Lana admitted out of the blue. "Well, it wasn't necessarily a weird dream, it felt more like a weird nightmare, or something like that….where I met her….the mysterious ancestor who was in that painting."

Clark knew precisely who Lana was talking about, and hoped, for all of their sakes, they were not having a relapse of the entire Isobel fiasco. But Lana didn't seem to think so, by the look on her face.

"I saw something, Smallville…it was being attacked by aliens," Lana said. "Hawk aliens…they were going to destroy everything. I'm pretty sure it just wasn't Smallville, they were everywhere…..and you might be the only hope to save the world."

"Maybe, but there are others who can help out," Clark responded. "This was just a dream, right? Or was it something else?"

"No," Lana responded. "It was more than a dream, it was like a glimpse into the future, it was a glimpse into a possible future."

Lana didn't like these glimpses in the future if she would be perfectly honest. The people of Smallville had already been through so much, especially over the past couple of years. How life was, before the meteor shower, it was like a distant memory to be perfectly honest. She closed her eyes for a second.

"I'll be here," Clark said.

Clark tried not to look too worried and ruined this night, but Lana's vision, dream, or whatever it was, started to confirm a very ugly truth. The Thangarians may have gotten the signal. Were they going to be here in a matter of weeks, months, or years? Clark didn't know, but he had a strong suspicion they were going to be here sooner rather than later.

"Lois was so pissed off when it happened!" Lucy cried. "But, she admitted she did worse, but I had to practically twist her arm to do it."

"Diana would have been upset as well," Donna said.

"I was such a brat when I was younger," Lucy admitted. "I guess….we've all grown up, but there are some of us who always will have some growing to go."

Lucy admitted, she wasn't perfect, far from it. She had the same challenges Lois did, trying to please their father. General Lane had been colder since their mother died, even though Lucy didn't remember their mother. Lois did, but trying to get her to talk about it, was like trying to get a mule to move.

"Hey, Lana, do you mind if I snag Clark for a moment?" Lois asked.

"Sure," Lana said. "It's fine, Clark, I'll be fine."

"If you're sure?"

"Yes, Clark, I'm sure, trust me," Lana said, and she leaned in to kiss him on the lips, firmly, to show just how sure she was about this entire situation.

Chloe and Diana hung out with each other, watching Lois and Clark disappear around the corner.

"So, anything with the Thangarians?" Diana asked.

"Well, that weird vision of Lana's got me worried," Chloe said. "But, I don't even know if it was just a vision, or if there's something even more tangible to it. The Kandorians are supposed to be ready for battle….have you asked your sisters for help yet?"

"I'm going to go and talk to my mother," Diana said. "They helped with the Ares incident because that's a problem which affected the Amazons. Whether or not they're going to help for this one, well, we're just going to have to wait and see."

Diana had an uphill battle in convincing her sisters, this was a matter which affected them. They were isolated, even though Hippolyta loosened the reigns. There were some who thought they were better off not mingling with this world. And there were those who thought they should go to war, a though Hippolyta discouraged because it went against the teachings of Hera.

Still, Diana was confident in her abilities to convince them that joining forces was the right thing to do, at least, that's what she hoped. She leaned back on the chair and took a drink.

"Shayera's doing better at least," Diana said. "She hasn't had any more episodes yet, but she's still on edge."

"And rightfully so," Chloe responded.

Daisy often joked how Alex could get fixated on a problem like it was no one else's business. She frowned and looked at the object in front of her. A fixation on this particular item, this scarab, was something which dominated Alex's mind for at least the last few weeks.

The scarab only showed signs of movement, and signs of life, when Alex was around. Alex hated it because it made her look very insane, except, Alex thought she was not insane, at least, she had not been driven insane by this particular thing. Alex locked her eyes on the scarab, almost as if studying it. She hoped to trick it into revealing its hand.

How long had she been sitting there? Alex had taken to spend a couple hours each day sitting here, trying to figure out the scarab. She tapped on the case, to try and get it to react. One of the lights blinked, and the scarab shifted its movement, before dropping back into place.

'What are you?'

This question and a couple more pressing ones made their way into Alex's mind on a very constant loop. She edged closer to the side of the case and frowned when taking a careful look at the edge of the glass case. She thought about opening it, if nothing else, to see what might happen if she did.

'That's a very bad idea,' Alex reprimanded herself.

Alex pulled away from the scarab in the case and continued to frown. She heard some footsteps, which meant someone was coming. Kara made her way around the corner, holding a cup of coffee. Alex turned to her sister, half of a frown on her face.

"You didn't have to bring me coffee," Alex said.

"I didn't have to," Kara concluded with a nod. "But, you looked like you needed some coffee, so I brought some for you."

Alex hated when her sister spoke logic, either of them in fact. She took the cup of coffee without any argument and settled herself down. Kara took the seat next to Alex. Alex took a drink of coffee, for no other reason other than to make sure her mind didn't start wandering in the wrong way.

"So, do you know what it is?" Alex asked.

Kara turned to the scarab for a few seconds. Her nose scrunched up when looking at it. She narrowed her eyes and tried to used her X-Ray vision to penetrate the shell of the object. Only, she couldn't get past the shell, without getting a mild headache.

"There's something high tech in there," Kara said. "And it looks familiar…..have the lab guys at the DEO had it out of the case yet or is it classified for us junior agents?"

"No, they haven't, and if they had, that would be classified," Alex responded a few seconds later.

"It does look kind of familiar to me," Kara said. "But, I'm not one hundred percent sure if I'm right."

Alex sighed, it would be back to the drawing board if Kara didn't know. She had studied the DEO's database, and they didn't have a match for it yet. Their knowledge of aliens was pretty much as they went, and there were a lot of gaping holes in their knowledge.

"You know, maybe I should ask Alura," Kara said.

Alex responded with a nod.

"Maybe your mother knows what this might be," Alex said.

"Hey, she's the most brilliant scientist Krypton ever knew,' Kara said. 'If anyone knows about it, she does. And if she doesn't, Lara, Raya, or Astra might have come across it, but one of them might have been able to shed some light on what exactly this thing is."

One could almost see Alex's obvious disapproval at Kara bringing up Astra's name. Kara just decided to step back and let it go.

"it's a pretty good idea to ask one of them if they're not too busy," Alex said. "I know they're preparing for the Thangarians….and really, I should be as well…..at the DEO."

"You're just curious," Kara said. "Nothing wrong with that."

Alex hated to admit it, but there was nothing wrong with that. At the same time, there was a lot wrong with it, when her curiosity caused problems with the security of the world at large. She needed a break from obsessing over the scarab, see if they have any new intelligence on the Thangarians. She and Daisy talked to Shayera for a little bit, but she didn't consciously remember much, other than the fragments from her dreams.

It was a start, Alex guessed, and something they could build on, in the future.

"Why don't we see if we have anything new on the Thangarians?" Kara asked.

"You read my mind," Alex said.

Tess Mercer spent a fair amount of time looking into the various projects LuthorCorp had been involved in over the past several years. Lionel and Lex blew through a lot of money on their various projects, unlocking the mysteries of the universe, and indeed, some of the mysteries in Smallville.

They had their points, to be honest, but Tess still had about twenty meteor mutants which were on the LuthorCorp books unaccounted for. Some died in the experiments, some had been sent back to Belle Reve, but others just vanished. Lex did keep meticulous records on the matter, and Tess got a look into his obsession, a bit too close to the look.

The two male Luthors were currently in a very secure facility. Lex had been heavily sedated and was not getting out any soon. On Lionel's part, there was no sedation needed. He didn't say much, other than the random numbers he shouted out, and the occasional random ones.

"It's binary," Indy said, looking over the pad which Tess scrawled down Lionel's latest mutterings. "It pretty much says the Hawks are on their way."

"Thangarians, it's nothing we don't already know," Tess said. "But Lionel's mind still hasn't been completely purged of Jor-El's influence."

Tess doubted it ever would have been completely scrubbed on the influence of the Kryptonian AI. Now, Tess and Indy were on a nice little side trip to the Kent Family farm house. It had been the first time Tess visited it, in this particular timeline.

It wasn't for any lack of trying, it was just Tess had been extremely busy as of late, trying to clean up the various messes left behind by various Luthor projects. Regardless, the new arrival Patricia mentioned to Tess, caught Tess's attention.

Curiosity drove any Luthor, and she walked up to the front door. Tess knocked on the door and waited for it to open.

"Mrs. Kent," Tess said when the woman opened the door. "I don't know if you remember me from the last time we've met, but my name is Tess….."

"Yes, I remember you," Martha responded. "Why don't you come in?"

"I would have made the trip sooner, but I have plenty of work to do," Tess said. "Is Clark around?"

"No, Clark is out with some friends," Martha responded.

"Oh, so I just missed him, then," Tess said.

Tess looked over at the edge of the table and saw a young girl, staring from around the corner. She looked a bit nervous. Tess noticed the wrist band around her wrist, still dangling as if some kind of crude souvenir from a time long ago.

"Actually, Patricia mentioned your guest," Tess said. "She might be one of Lex's….."

"It would explain a lot," Martha responded with a sigh. "But, she's…..well she's had a rough life, so I please tell you to be gentle."

Tess nodded, she wouldn't do anything to upset the young girl, naturally, not if she could help it. She was in a pretty delicate state by the looks of things.

"Hey," Tess said. "Don't worry, I'm a friend, and I'm here to help you."

The girl shifted for a second. She could tell Tess was sincere, but still, she was nervous and on her guard, around strangers, until she got a chance to know them and understand what they were all about.

"My name is Tess," she responded.

"Yes, I heard you talking to Mrs. Kent," she responded, voice shaking a little bit. "My name is Tara…."

Tess could see some of the same tell signs in Tara like she had as a child. Nervous, a bit paranoid about the intentions of the people, but also there was a certain strength just bubbling beneath the surface.

She hoped to be the encouraging older sister, to help bring this particular strength out.

"It's okay, there might be more like you out there, who was in a bad situation," Tess said. "If you can help them, you want to help them, right?"

"Yeah, I do," Tara responded. She looked up at Tess, and the older woman looked down at her with an encouraging smile. "But, I can't remember where exactly I've been…..well…..not a lot of it anyway."

Tara took a deep breath. She had been asked this by a couple of different people from escaping, and she would have liked to remember.

"All I remember is it's a bad place," Tara answered with a shudder. "It was a bad place, with bad people….but when the door was opened, I got away. I got away, and kept running until I was far away from that place. It was so bad."

The next thing Tara knew, she escaped that place, where she had no memories of her life before that place. Then, the next thing Tara knew after escaping this place, was that Martha found her on the road.

"I don't remember anything before I ran and Mrs. Kent picked me up, I swear," Tara responded.

The pleading look in the eyes of the girl made Tess believe everything she was saying was the honest truth, at least from her perspective. Tess reached out but thought better of it. She had been lucky enough to get the girl to admit as much as she did.

"Thank you," Tess responded. "And I hope you are truly away from those people."

Tara nodded. "Me too."

"We're not going to take up any more of your time," Tess said. "Hope you have a nice evening."

Tess made her way out, with Indy walking from the shadows next to her. The moment both of the women were out of an earshot from the door, Tess looked towards Indy.

"Scans came up clean," Indy said. "There's no tracker in her, no failsafe….just a normal shell shocked girl."

"I've learned one thing during my time in Smallville," Tess responded. "And that's things really are what they appear to be."

Chloe and Lois sat at the side of the bar and watched Lucy. Lois had been torn between sheer exasperation and slight amusement at the antics of her sister. Donna and Diana were chatting elsewhere as well.

"Your sister tried to go drink for drink with an Amazon," Chloe said.

"I'd say she was stupid," Lois responded. "But, let's face it, I've done worse in my day."

At least Lois admitted it. She saw Lucy, gripping onto the edge of the bar. The fact she could stand up straight, by any means, was good. She turned towards Clark and motioned for him to come over towards her. Lois and Chloe watched the spectacle unfold before them, it was like something they couldn't turn away from by any means, not either of them wanted to turn away from it.

Clark walked over towards the young woman, who flashed him a flirty smile from the edge of the back room. Lucy grabbed Clark by the hand and pulled himself.

"I don't know if anyone has told you how handsome you are," Lucy said, slurring her speech slightly. She moved closer towards him and staggered, almost falling into Clark's chest.

Clark shook his head.

"I don't know how that girl is still standing up straight," Lucy said, grabbing Clark's hand. Her knees started to buckle, with Clark holding her up.

"Here, take this."

Lucy opened her mouth and took what appeared to be a mint. It had a nice taste, and it also sobered her enough to stand up pretty straight. She looked into Clark's eyes.

"Finally, I have you right where I want you Mr. Kent," Lucy said.

The younger Lane sister leaned forward, arms wrapped around Clark's neck for leverage, and she dove completely in for a deep and passionate kiss. Her tongue met Clark's.

Clark grabbed onto the side of Lucy's leg and slowly slid his hand up underneath her skirt. She gasped, and pulled away from Clark, before shoving him against the wall. Clark had been taken off guard, but he decided to allow Lucy to take control of the situation.

After all, it was her birthday.

Lucy quickly worked Clark's shirt off of his body and exposed his muscular chest for her consumption. He looked even better with his clothes off. Lucy attacked Clark with a series of quick kisses, slowly working her way down Clark's body.

The passionate affections of the younger Lane sister were something to behold. Lucy leaned in close and undid Clark's belt buckle before pulling it off. She dropped his pants without any hesitation, which got her a nice and proper look at the bulge rising from underneath them.

"Oh, is this my present?" Lucy asked. "Can I unwrap it now?"

"Happy birthday," Clark joked.

"Oh, yeah, a very happy birthday."

Lucy pulled down Clark's pants to reveal his engorged cock for her. Going down on her knees prepared Lucy to worship her god. She covered Clark's cock with a series of wet, messy kisses, getting more intense the more she worshipped his long rod with her mouth. Lucy pulled further away from Clark and eased her warm lips around his throbbing head.

"Lucy," Clark groaned.

Lucy slipped her mouth around Clark's engorged tool and slowly began to suck him from this particular position. Her mouth eased around Clark's cock, sucked him in, and released him with a couple of fluid pumps. Clark grabbed down onto the back of Lucy's head and guided more of his thick prick inside of her waiting mouth.

"Mmm," Lucy moaned hungrily, sucking on his hard cock.

It felt so good in her mouth and tasted better than anything. His cock pushed into her throat and hallowed Lucy's cheeks out. She released him and gave him a sensual kiss on the head.

"You can choke out a woman with this thing," Lucy responded. "I love it."

Lucy rolled her tongue around Clark's throbbing hard head and then pushed her lips around his hard cock. Several more hard sucks followed with Lucy pushing her mouth around Clark's hard cock. She gripped onto his hips and slowly moved her mouth even further around him. Lucy kept up with the heavy sucking, making Clark throb as hard as possible into the back of her throat.

"I'm sure you love it," Clark groaned. "I'm sure you love this a whole lot, don't you?"

Lucy grinned, her lips wrapped around his throbbing hard cock. She shoved about as much cock into her mouth as possible, when bouncing her lips around from Clark's cock and pulled away from him. Lucy spent a few more minutes hungrily sucking Clark's hard prick.

"I need it inside of me," Lucy begged him.

Clark motioned for her to get to her feet. He made quick work of her top, pulling it off and revealed Lucy's perky breasts to the world, and for his consumption. Clark squeezed Lucy's chest and caused her to moan.

"Please, don't tease me," Lucy said.

Clark had her panties down in an instant and pulled her skirt off. Lucy's sexy naked body had been revealed towards him. He pushed her against the wall for a minute, and kissed her neck, before moving down to her chest. His mouth moved quickly, to cause all of Lucy's pleasure centers to be lit on fire.

Lucy thought she was going to pass out from so much pleasure. That large cock dragging against her inner thigh made Lucy twitch even more. Clark leaned as close towards her as possible and whispered in her ear.

"I know what you really want?"

Lucy closed her eyes, the cool tile of the wall pressing against her back. Clark pulled her away slightly, so he could rest a hand on Lucy's lower back. The hand shifted downwards to meet Lucy's ass and squeeze it in a blink of an eye. She gasped when feeling Clark grab onto her.

"Yes, I want you, badly," Lucy said. "You're not going to make me wait on my birthday."

Clark moved around and hoisted Lucy up. She giggled when Clark lifted her into the air. The legs of the younger Lane sister spread in response. Her dripping cunt lubricated the tip of Clark's cock.

Lucy thought, finally, she would get some time with a real man. Her pussy longed to welcome his large member inside her. She wondered how it would fit.

"Lois made it fit just fine."

Okay, now, Lucy was determined to prove anything Lois did, she could do better. Lucy wrapped her hand around Clark's cock and slowly started to guide herself down, with his assistance. The tip of his cock touched Lucy's dripping opening.

Lucy closed her eyes and could feel the pleasure of his engorged rod sliding inside of her body. She rose almost all the way up and dropped down onto his huge, throbbing cock. She could feel several inches of his hard cock fill the insides of her body.

"OOOH, you're so big!" Lucy yelled.

She loved the way his cock slid into her and slowly stretched her walls open. Lucy almost had an orgasm, with half of the cock inside of her. And one light touch from Clark took the almost out of the equation. She has had an orgasm, where her entire body shook.

Lucy was too wrapped up with her own pleasure to notice how Clark had floated a couple of inches off of the ground. Clark reached behind her and cupped Lucy's tight ass to slowly guide her down onto his raging rod. She slowly pushed down onto him.

"You're so tight," Clark groaned.

"Not for long," Lucy said with a wicked grin on her face. Her thighs tightened around Clark's hips when sliding all the way down onto him.

Lucy gained a fair amount of momentum and slowly started to bounce up and down on his engorged rod. It filled her body so much, burying deep into her womanly, warm depths. The feeling of such a hunk of manhood spiking between her thighs made Lucy only hotter and made her want this even more.

"I'm not going to let you go, no matter what," Lucy warned him.

"Oh, I'm going to make you cum," Clark said.

Clark's fingers lightly brushed against Lucy's asshole and caused her to shiver. Those fingers continued their guided tour around Lucy's body. She bounced on his cock hard, to ride out the pleasure she was feeling from those orgasms. Clark pushed himself into her.

"You are!" Lucy yelled in pleasure.

Her entire body gushed with the feeling of Clark's hard rod slamming into her body from underneath. His thrusts stretched out her womanhood with a couple of long thrusts. Lucy's moist cunt clamped around his cock, getting as much into it as she could.

Clark almost pulled all the way out of Lucy, which caused her a great deal of dismay. This particular level of dismay had been replaced by pleasure, with Clark working his hard cock back into her tightening cunt. Clark pulled almost all the way out of Lucy, grinding his hard cock on her waiting moist lips. Clark shoved deep inside of her one more time.

Thick balls, full of cum for her, slapped against Lucy's clit and caused her to squeal in pleasure. She didn't care who heard her. She could feel Clark penetrate her in ways she never thought possible. Every one of his glorious thick inches made Lucy certain her pussy would never feel the same again, and there was no one other than Clark who would ever make her feel the same ever again.

"How many times have you cum, I wonder?" Clark asked.

He grabbed onto the side Lucy's back and pushed his engorged rod into her body. Lucy rocked her hips down onto Clark's hard rod.

"Lost count," Lucy mewled, dropping her wet pussy down onto his hardening rod.

"Maybe, you have," Clark said. "But, it's been about eight or nine times, maybe more…..can we get you to a dozen before you black out?"

"Oh!" Lucy yelled.

She had never been fucked so hard where someone forced her to black out. Clark worked his way into Lucy's clenching organ and slowly, but surely, rocked himself into her body. Lucy returned fire, sliding down his cock onto his cock base and squeezed him.

"We'll see, won't we?"

The minutes ticked by, and Clark worked his rod into Lucy's body. She tapered down for a little bit. The intense sex session did a wonderful job in helping Lucy sober up a great deal. It felt so good to have Clark's mighty cock piercing her walls, and stretching her womanhood out as far as possible.

"Cum for me again," Clark said.

Lucy drove herself down on Clark's cock. She might be sore in the morning, but it was more than worth it to get the best thrill in her life. A thrill greater than anything Lucy ever had awaited her, sparked by Clark touching her in all of the places, almost at once, which got her motor running.

"Don't hold back on me," Lucy breathed. "Please, all I want for my birthday is a big dose of cum inside of me!"

Lucy gasped when Clark held onto her and pumped his rod into her one more time. Her face rolled down with tears, sweat, and also drool, plenty of drool. Clark put both Lucy and her snug pussy through the paces. Those balls showed Lucy what kind of birthday treat she would be having coming up next.

"FUCK!" Lucy yelled at the top of her lungs.

She came, the greatest one ever. Thankfully the loud music in the club muffled her unless someone just happened to have their ear pressed against the backroom door.

"Happy Birthday, Lucy."

She received one more orgasm before Clark pumped his thick seed into her pussy. The warm rush of fluids fired into her pussy and made Lucy excited for more. He really had a huge load to spill into her.

And it was all for her, on this very special day. Lucy came at least twice more by her foggy recollection before Clark finished spilling his essence inside of her body.

After the fact, Lucy slowly climbed to her feet, on weak knees. She held onto Clark's wrist when trying to balance herself.

"Best birthday president ever," Lucy commented with a smile when she leaned in. She gave Clark one more kiss, before searching for her skirt and panties to put them back on, not to mention the rest of her clothes. "So, I'm better than Lois, right?"

"Seriously?" Clark asked.

He did chuckle at her statement, despite shaking his head in a very incredulous manner. Those sibling rivalries could be amazing, and also, slightly frustrating. Okay, they could be very frustrating. Still, a more stable, and slightly soberer, Lucy led him out of the back room of the club, and she flashed Chloe and Lois a triumphant smile.

"Aren't you glad you got to him first?" Chloe asked Lois.

"Yeah, pretty much," Lois responded. "But, I'm not complaining about my sister getting laid on her birthday."

Cadmus prepared everything they needed to move forward to the next stage of the operation.

"We are getting close to reaching our primary goal," a distorted voice responded.

"Yes, I agree," Hugo Strange said. "But, what of this other project that you're requesting me to work on?"

"Focus on the here, and the now, Hugo," the distorted voice responded. "I trust there are going to be no other difficulties with this project. We're not going to have any more accidents."

Strange and his team spent quite a lot of time refining the project, down to a brand new letter. They had to move to a different facility, Cadmus had a few, stationed throughout the Midwest. He looked towards the figure who had been on the table.

So far, her signs registered a dead body, but Strange knew her exposure to the green meteor rocks could give her new life. Some people died when they had been crushed by the rocks, some had died of radiation exposure much later, quite painfully from what Strange learned. And there were many others who had received powers. They had something deep inside of them, some kind of meta-gene, which had been awakened by the green rocks.

"And now, I get to bring life to another person," Strange responded. "Prepare for the energy transference process."

The energy transference process started in the next room. The same green radiation which woke up the meta-gene would now wake up this person from the afterlife.

"Increase the frequency," Strange ordered his team.

A shock of electricity coursed through the body. Strange watched the vital signs. Nothing, and then another jolt of electricity. Strange watched the third one where a blip of a heart beep appeared across the screen. Once again, Strange had brought life.

"Keep it up, she's almost there," Strange said.

A light gasp could be heard from the room, as the figure on the table, her arm started to shift and move. Strange smiled, so far, this one was a keeper.

Strange entered the chamber, dressed in a protective radiation suit, with several of his scientist following in suits. The scientist bent down towards the blonde girl on the table, a pair of brown eyes looking up at him.

"Welcome back to life, Alicia."

Alicia Baker's screams of agony pierced the air. Her body thrashed on the operating table, even though she had been restrained. Strange barely batted an eye on this little incident and turned his attention towards his men.

"You know the sedation process by now."