Chapter Eighty-Nine: Olympus Has Fallen Part One.

Chapter Eighty-Nine: Olympus Has Fallen Part One.

When the dust settled, one could take a deep breath and realize that the hostage situation involving Maxie Zeus had been defused by Black Canary and the Huntress. In the aftermath of that, the GCPD SWAT finally stormed the place and got some kind of order in place. They had arrived a little too late to the party, finding out that any storming of the gates of Olympus was really not necessary.

The rest of the bonded were now joined by Diana, who was wearing a little red dress and gold jewelry, and Dinah, who wore a little black dress with silver jewelry. It made perfect sense for them to all slip into the crowd for added security.

"So, you don't remember whatever voodoo that Siren chick put you underneath?" Bullock asked.

"No, I think that everyone was confused, and by the time a lot of us snapped out if it, Zeus, his thugs, and the Siren already had been taken out," Karen said. She spoke the official story that they all agreed upon. There was no one there that would be able to confirm any differently after all. "For most of the people here, looks like it's going to be a bad dream."

"Yeah, well, why do I have a feeling that if some of them ever remember that shit going down, they're going to wish they have a nightmare."

Bullock asked a few more questions. Faora was glad that Karen was handling it just as well.

"It's been a long night for all of us, and it must have been an even longer night for the GCPD getting in," she told Renee.

"Long night, that's putting it mildly," Renee said. She sighed. At least the chaos was mostly out of the way. "Well, the MCU is earning their pay and then some this year."

"One can't fault the hard work and dedication you're all putting in," Faora told her.

Renee couldn't help, but that thought. Bruce was giving a statement to Gordon, that pretty much tallied what the girls were doing.

"So, tonight is going to be one that people might talk about for a long time, providing people who remember it," Juno said. She was talking to the members of the press and they were eating out of the palm of their hand. "And I'm sure that Maxie Zeus isn't going to want to remember how it ended. But it served him right, I wonder what happened."

Vicki smiled and looked to Summer, who was looking like she swallowed something extremely sour. That made Vicki smile even more.

'And suddenly, this night gets a lot better,' Vicki thought. She was half paying attention to the other conversations that were going around her.

"But, what happened with Harry Potter?" Vicki asked suddenly. She was able to allow her professional demeanor to slip a little bit. "I seem to remember something happening to him and….he wasn't really put under the thrall like everyone else, wasn't he?"

"Darling, your guess is as good as mine," Juno told Vicki. She kept her answer cool and casually.

"They're saying that he was kicked out of a window by Zeus," Bullock was saying, even though he wasn't having the conversation directly with them.

"Sarah said that she would take a look into those claims," Renee said.

'Looks like the fact that Harry went through a window didn't escape it,' Karen thought. She was being grilled by Bullock.

"Now that you mention it, I do remember something about that, I remember Harry and Zeus having a confrontation,' Karen said frantically. She put on the distressed act, even though she was sure that Harry was okay. Sure she was a bit worried, but she was honestly sure that Harry was fine.

Bullock thought that he was going to lose his mind. Dealing with emotional women had never been his forte.

Renee sighed, and she decided to make a save from the paragon of sensitivity himself. "There is a lot confusion out there. Most of the stories match up, but there are a lot of confusion."

"Yes, we've established that," the woman known to the world as Alexandra Potter declared. Her tone might have been amused had the situation not been so seriously.

"Yeah, I think we want to know what the fuck happened," Bullock said.

Karen sighed. "Well as I told you about three times already, we saw Zeus enter the room with the Siren and also Helena Sandsmark. They were dressed as Zeus and Hera, and Doctor Sandsmark was put underneath some kind of thrall, mind control."

"What, is this Siren chick one of those meteor freaks from hickville or something?" Bullock asked. All of those rumors of some of the weird shit going on there made him glad that he was in Gotham City. Although he got a bit of an up close and personal experience with how their type worked because that Blackfire freak.

"I don't know, why don't you ask her when she wakes up," Karen said. Her tone was patient, but there was a sense that she didn't appreciate being interrupted at all. "Zeus and Harry had a confrontation, while the Siren tried to put him underneath her thrall. It didn't work that well, strong will power."

"Great, kind of guy that makes us all look bad," Bullock grumbled.

"And Zeus kicked him out of the window and then…..well a lot of it's a blank from there," Karen continued. "He did snatch me out of the crowd and tried to get fresh with me. Nothing really happened when Black Canary and the Huntress showed up."

"The Huntress?" Bullock asked. "That's new…hang on, that isn't that chick that hoods are claiming Nightwing is, are they?"

"I don't know, everything happened so fast, I just want to find out whether or not Harry is okay," Karen said.

'You know that he's okay, you realize that, right?' Diana asked.

'He's alive, there's a difference,' Kara said, clasping her hands together nervously.

"Yeah, we sent Essen out there to see if she can find any of him out there, hope that he didn't go all the way down," Bullock said. "Going to suck even if went halfway down."

"So, the Siren was able to hypnotize people?" Renee asked.

"Yes, she introduced some kind of light headed feeling and it was almost like her voice was your subconscious, telling you what to do," Faora said. "But I don't think anyone remembers what happened when they were under their direct control."

"And everyone just snapped out of it," Renee said. She had a theory that the moment Black Canary turned up and knocked Siren out, her control was broken. "Do you think that her control was broken when she was knocked out, Miss Potter?"

"It's possible," she mused in response. She tucked her hand underneath her chin and closed her eyes. "Without knowing the full extent of the Siren's powers, all I can do is guess. They seem to be pheromone based, although the Siren does believe that her voice is the source of her powers."

"So, without running a few tests, you can't really be certain?" Renee asked.

"No, but I'm confident that I'm right about it," Faora responded. She frowned. There was all this strong possibility that she was correct.

"But her powers didn't have any effect over Harry."

Alexandra Potter, Faora-Dru-Zod, whatever you call her, she really knew that this was going to be asked. She already had an answer ready.

"They didn't have any effect on him and that lead him to getting kicked out to the window from Zeus," Renee continued.

"Yes, that did happen," Faora agreed.

"Is there any particular reason why?" Renee asked her.

"Well, it's a combination that she had a fairly strong well, but also that his mind functions differently from a lot of people," Faora said. She could have figured that they went over this. "He is capable of several different thought processes going at once. And that's the reason for his genius level intellect. And his mother is pretty much as intelligent as Harry."

Renee nodded in response, accepting that.

"And you know that he's been recovered as well, don't you?" Faora asked her. Renee frowned at her. "And you know that he's waiting in an ambulance."

Renee continued deny either of these points. All she could do was nod in response.

"If we're finished here, I'd like to check up on my cousin," she continued. "But if you have any more questions or need clarification about anything, or if you just want to talk, please call me, and I'll see what I can do after getting bac to her."

Renee could have sworn that there was a slight wink. The woman walked off into the direction and turned the corner, reaching the nearby ambulance where Harry was being checked out.

Harry was with Sarah, who located him in the pool room. She saw Maxie Zeus being wheeled out on a stretcher along the way.

Faora saw one of the paramedics in the middle of bandaging Harry's back. She made her way over towards him.

"Please stand back," the paramedic replied. The paramedic was shing a pen light in his eye, checking to see if he had a concussion or any type of brain injury.

"What did you find?" Faora asked. She spoke extremely bluntly.

The more senior of the two took charge with answering her questions. "It's quite odd and he was fortunate with how he landed. There are no broken bones, no signs of internal bleeding. There are cuts on his back, but they could be far worse. A couple of them could stand to be stitched up and he has a slight concussion."

Faora nodded in confirmation.

"We should really get him to a hospital."

She shook her head. "No, that won't really be necessary; we have a trained doctor at home that can take a look at him."

Sarah was briefly in a conversation with Bullock and Montoya, checking up on their status. Faora walked over towards her and got her attention. "So, do you need anything else or can we go home now?"

She turned around, looking straight into the woman's eyes and nodded. "I don't think that we need anything else. We'll let you know if anything else pops up though."

Lorelei was handcuffed in the back of a squad car and she was in the midst of recovering from having been knocked out by Black Canary. She was still fairly groggy, but she was slowly coming to. And when she was coming to, she was able to plot.

To the officers, it seemed like she was still knocked out by Black Canary. On the other hand, she had been awake for an extremely long time and playing possum. She was waiting for a good opportunity to act so she can escape. It was a matter of timing and the fools didn't take any means to gag her. That worked out rather well with her plans.

"So, Potter had a lot of hot bitches in his party," one of the officers said. "The blonde, I swear, she had those nice jugs."

"Yeah, they were pretty good, but his mother, damn, she's one MILF isn't he," the officer commented. "If she was my mother, I would into the incest."

"You're a bit sick, you know that," the second officer said, shaking his head. "You're pretty damn sick, you know that."

"Don't even say that you aren't thinking it, because you were thinking it," the first officer said, with a chuckle. He looked over his shoulder to the woman that was currently in the back seat of the car. "You know, for some stuck up bitch, she's a pretty hot piece of ass. Maybe we should go into the backseat and give her a nice little going over. Make sure that she doesn't have any concealed weapons. Go deep inside her to make sure she's completely cleaned. Bitch has got a nice ass, that has to be considered a weapon. We should investigate it thoroughly."

The other officer grunted and turned to his partner. "Couldn't that be considered sexual harassment?"

His partner responded. "Who the fuck cares? It's not like we're going to tell anyone else what we're talking about, and that bitch in the back seat is unconscious anyway. Besides, not going to really do it, even though we should, and we could. Who is going to stop us anyway?"

The officers made some light conversation, but hunger soon visited them. They pulled into a donut shop that was on the way back to the precinct.

"So, what the hell do you want in there?"

The cop in the passenger's seat shook his head and thought about it. "A regular coffee with two cream and two sugar. And just grab a box, you cheap ass."

The other officer stepped out of the vehicle, leaving his keys in the ignition after he turned off the vehicle. He wasn't going to be long in there anyway.

The moment the officer left the vehicle, Lorelei sat up and was ready to pounce.

"Get in the driver's seat, turn off the radio, start the engine, and start driving," Lorelei whispered in a soothing voice.

The officer in the passenger side didn't question it. He did all of those things that the woman asked.

"And keep driving until I tell you to stop," Lorelei ordered him.

The officer nodded as he drove them out of there, making their way a couple of blocks.

"Stop here," Lorelei said. "Unlock the handcuffs and let me out. When I'm away from the car, keep driving until you run out of gas. Don't stop for anything until you're out."

The officer nodded and he slowly unlocked Lorelei. The woman slid out of the passenger's seat.

Lorelei slipped around, she figured that these clothes that she was wearing would be a bit conspicuous. She looked around and saw a well dressed woman around her size.

Casually, the temptress moved over, sliding towards the woman. She bumped into her, to get her attention directly on her. Lorelei's powers worked the best that way.

"Excuse me," Lorelei said. She grabbed onto her neck and got close to her. "You know, you're fairly attractive. And I'm lost, do you think you could show me the way to the bathroom?"

The woman was about ready to protest this, but Lorelei whispered into her ear. "I will be forever in your gratitude, if you do this for me."

The woman nodded, for some reason, and the two slipped off into the crowd to the nearest bathroom.

"Thank you, darling, it's hard to find good help these days," Lorelei said. She smiled when she looked at the woman. "You're getting a bit hot, aren't you?"

Lorelei made sure the door was locked behind her when she did this.

"Yes, I'm getting a bit hot," the woman confirmed. She could feel some overwhelming force grab onto her.

"Yes, go ahead, take your clothes off, no one is around, and you can cool off," Lorelei said.

The woman slowly unbuttoned the extremely expensive silk blouse that she was wearing, exposing even more skin on the way. Lorelei hungrily watched every last inch of the woman being unveiled before her. To say that there was excitement dancing in her eyes would be putting the matter nicely.

The woman undid her boots and slid them off of her elegant feet.

"Beautiful," Lorelei said, once the skirt was dropped to the ground. Lorelei was slowly undoing her toga, exposing her firm and fit body.

The fact this woman was under her power and excited to be so got excited. Lorelei was wearing absolutely nothing underneath that toga. Her tanned fit body was shown. Her dark hair fit around her face.

"And make sure you take off your underwear as well, honey," Lorelei commented. There was hunger that was dancing from her eyes. More and more of the woman's sexy skin got revealed and Lorelei's excitement reached a fever pitch. "And hand over your clothes."

The woman scooped up her clothes, without any question and handed them over to Lorelei. The beautiful woman smiled and placed the clothes on.

"Thank you darling, you have been a big help," Lorelei said. She leaned over and placed a steamy kiss on the lips of the woman.

Lorelei folded up her outfit to dispose of it later. She left the bathroom without any thought to the woman she just robbed.

She disposed of the elegant toga that she wore in the bushes. The woman finally had room to breathe and also a chance to look around.

It was time for her to find out some sap, or rather helpful soul to assist her in making her get away. Lorelei's gaze raked over the area and she was seeking out fresh meat.

Lorelei found the man that she was looking for, in the form of an older well-dressed businessman. Deducing by the quality of his clothing, and watch, he was well off. Although, he was a bit frugal and driving a car was beneath him.

'Perfect,' she thought to herself. The target was grabbed.

Lorelei saw a rock near his feet and she made her move. She faked a stumble and bumble, falling onto the ground with a yelp of surprise.

The man looked over and seeing that there was a pretty young woman in need, there was really no reason not to help her up.

"Let me help you," the man said, pleased to see such a pretty young thing in distress. "What's your name?"

"Chloe," she said, saying the first name that came into her mind. .

"Where are you heading anyway?" the man said. He could feel a light headed feeling coming over her head. She gave him an innocent, but seductive, smile in response.

"Anywhere you are, handsome," she said in a low purr. Her powers enthralled him. She casually grabbed his wrist and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "But we need to move quickly."

"That's no problem, the train is coming," he said in a low tone. He felt like pretty much punch drunk.

Lorelei followed her latest meal ticket onto the train, without another word. She was glad to get out of here. The woman's calculating smile increased. By the time she was discovered missing, they would be gone.

Chang-Tzu slipped away pretty much intact after his fight with the Penguin, after he was distracted by Magpie. He was not having a good day and he recounted the reasons why.

When Magpie didn't appear to have the Crystal Egg of Y'ggphu-Soggoth in her possession any longer, he decided to bolt while the getting was good. That was added to the head injury that he received and he was really not having a good day. It was best for him to cut his losses and retreat while he could.

There was a pretty good chance that his cousin could have gotten his hands on the egg. Chang-Tzu made his way to a medical clinic owned by Leslie Tompkins, posing as a victim of an armed robbery.

He returned to the large penthouse apartment, which also doubled as his current hideout. It was shared between him and his cousin.

No sooner did he arrive there, he saw Edgar sitting in an extremely comfortable looking armchair and he changed out of his suit. Now the man was wearing a rather expensive looking pair of silk pajamas and a smoking jacket. It looked like something out of Hugh Hefner's personal collection.

To add to this image of sophistication, he was having a smoke and sipping from a glass of brandy. Chang stood in the archway that led into the living room for a few moments, staring at his cousin impassively for a long moment. He raised his eyebrow in an inquisitive manner since he was in an unreasonably good mood about something.

Chang deduced something. Could it be at all possible that he got his hands on the egg? There was only one way to find out. He crossed the threshold into the living room and made a cutting comment. "You seem to be unbearably pleased with yourself."

Edgar took a moment to look up from the book and he took a nice long look at his cousin. "And you look like hell. Dare I ask what lead to you arriving home in such a state?"

Chang-Tzu grumbled at that question. It took him a few seconds to figure out where he wanted to go. "Magpie is a far better fighter then she appears to be, granted, but it was the Penguin who is responsible for my injuries. After he pistol-whipped me from behind."

That response caused Edgar to release a rather firm tut in response. "You know, normally you're far more careful than that."

Chang-Tzu responded with a scowl. "I underestimated both Penguin and Magpie, it won't happen a second time."

Edgar just nodded and he could see the look in his cousin's eyes. The man decided to milk the moment for a few more seconds. If it looked like he was trying to make his cousin sweat, he was indeed trying to do just that.

The smirk continued to rise on his face and it was accompanied by a rather cheeky grin. Chang-Tzu eyed him back with a stoic look on his face. This game went back and forth for a moment, before Edgar scowled.

"You're no fun," Edgar grumbled. Chang-Tzu folded his arms and deepened his scowl. "And yes, I got it."

With a flourish of moment, Edgar stood up out of his chair and with a snap, he moved over to a nearby bookshelf. It was at this point that Change noticed a heavy looking metal box rested.

Edgar snapped it open after a second and took the egg out, holding it up to the light. One could see that there was an eerie glow across the room for a moment. Chang-Tzu raised his eyebrow.

"How did you re-acquire it so quickly?" Chang-Tzu wondered. There were so many questions and not enough answers for his liking.

Edgar responded with a slight hmm. "You know, I've had some help along the way from an old friend."

It was at that point where the Bookworm stepped out of the shadow with a large tome in his hand. That caused Chang-Tzu's eyes to widen in surprise. Out of all of the things he could potentially be expecting, that was pretty low on the list.

"The last I heard about you, you were dead," Chang-Tzu said, looking at one of his former partners in crime from the glory days of their battles against the former JSA.

"The rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated," the Bookwrom responded. "A lot of people thought that I was dead, because I wanted them to think that I was dead. And after Carmine Falcone had Louie the Lilac killed, things became a bit uncomfortable for criminals of our caliber. So I fake my death and retired to a quiet life that suited me greatly."

The Bookworm raised his hand and he continued to speak.

"But the recent changes in the power structure within the Gotham City Underworld makes the time ripe for the old crowd to step out of the shadows, so to speak, and match wits with a brand new generation of heroes," he continued. "And I knew that the Crystal Egg would be too much of a temptation and you wouldn't stay in your comfortable little retirement. It turned out, I was right."

Chang-Tzu sneered. He didn't like being called predictable. He decided to turn to his cousin. "We have it in possession, so the plan can move forward."

Edgar rubbed his hands together. "Excellent. All we need is the book."

Bookworm's face turned into an extremely sheepish look. "Well, the book, that's a problem."

The two master criminals looked at the Bookworm, wondering why that could be a problem.

"I don't have the book that you need, but what I do have is the History of Vicente Christophles, the High Priest of Y'ggphu-Soggoth in my possession," Bookworm continued. "But the ritual we need to make use of the egg is contained within his journal, which as you know we don't have."

Edgar and Chang-Tzu looked rather disappointed.

"But, my friends, I do know of a way to get it," Bookworm added. "But I'm a bit hesitant to make the Faustian bargain required."

The two cousins looked concerned, having a pretty good idea where this one was going and the a bargain worthy of Faust was quite accurate, literally as well.

After the adventure that was, Harry, Diana, and Helena returned to the Penthouse, sitting in Diana's room. Harry had been treated for lingering injuries in the infirmary and Helena had been checked over as well.

All things considered, Harry was feeling much better. One could see how much his quick thinking saved himself. He was mostly recovered from the concussion, since they had the ability to treat things like that.

Helena had to be scanned so thoroughly by Alura to make certain that there was no lingering effects caused by whatever the Siren did to her that changed her personality so completely. Her scans up clear, but Harry wanted to make sure. He planned to dive into her mind when his head was feeling a bit better. It was hard to delve into the minds of other people with the headache he experienced.

He was currently relaxed, lying face down on the bed. Diana gave him a massage. Those who were able to look in closely might notice that Diana was using a bit of her natural healing factor to enhance Harry's.

Helena was sitting on the bed and needless to say, she had a lot to take in. The two of them just wrapped up with bringing her up to date with the more secretive aspects of their lives.

Normally the two of them would hold off on doing such a thing, given the fact she just joined recently. However, they did know her for a while and in the aftermath of tonight, the Alpha Council made an executive decision that there were some things needed to do.

"So, I don't even know where to begin," Helena said. She was completely flummoxed regarding everything that she learned.

"Just take your time," Diana said. She slowly ran her hands over Harry's bare back.

"The fact the Greek Gods actually exist and did most of the things that are attributed to them for starters," Helena commented. She was in awe of that and as an archeologist, why wouldn't she be in awe of such a thing? Her mouth hung open and she was completely flummoxed with what she learned.

Harry snickered slightly and then he shivered when he felt Diana's hands work over her.

"Trust me when I say, a lot of the stories that you hear are not nowhere near as interesting as the stories that you don't hear," Diana told her.

Helena could believe that. "And magic is real….but that's something that I figured out."

Diana raised her eyebrow and Helena decided to continue.

"Cassie's father used to do things at times that really couldn't be explained, but I just really wrote it off as random oddness," Helena said. She frowned deeply. "And come to think of it, Cassie has done something similar at times. She broke off a couple of door knobs when she got agitated for starters."

That caused both Diana and Harry to blink in surprise. That sounded more along the lines of something that a young Amazon or Kryptonian without magic would do. It wouldn't most certainly be a young magical because their powers seemed less refined in general.

Harry spoke slowly when he tried to figure this out. "Has Cassie every done anything else along the lines of weirdness?"

Helena paused and thought about it. "Come to think about it, she does have a lot more energy than other children around her age. But, it's nothing too out of the ordinary."

'It does sound like a lot like we were when we that age, doesn't it?' Diana thought. She was thinking intently about this. It would most certainly be a situation that they were going to have to keep a closer eye on.

'It does,' Harry agreed, frowning deeply.

"It's something for both of us to keep an eye on," Harry informed her. "But I think that if it was magic, her outbursts would be a far lot more chaotic than what you're saying."

He added as an afterthought.

"On the other hand, she's pretty young, and if she does have powers, they won't be that much of an issue until she hits puberty," Harry informed her.

Diana gave an hmm in agreement and slowly started to work on his neck. She moved down his body and slowly started to work his shoulders as well.

Helena was momentarily distracted. The woman shook her head, to consider what they were saying and she nodded her head. "That really does make perfect sense."

There was a second where she had another question on the tip of her tongue.

"What about Nightwing?" Helena asked. Harry looked up at her, with Diana never breaking her stride. "No offense meant, but it doesn't make sense to me what you're doing."

"Don't worry, you aren't the only one," Harry mused.

"Considering that all of the things that are capable of doing, by just being yourself, I really have to question what you hope to accomplish by running around Gotham City, dressed in a suit of armor, and beating the hell out of criminals."

She said all of this in one breath, just as Diana worked a fairly difficult knot in his shoulder. Harry groaned for a moment when her magic hands eased the tension that he was feeling.

"That really isn't the point of why I'm doing what I do," Harry said. "There are people out there, good people that can't defend themselves. And as long as I can help it, I'm not going to see them be treated like prey by bastards who would sooner take everything from them."

Harry closed his eyes, intensely thinking of all the shit that he had to deal with in recent months.

"On top of that, the League of Shadows, Scarecrow, Killer Croc, Deacon Blackfire, Solomon Grundy and the Siren have all proven one thing," Harry responded. "And that is there are some threats out there that the police really can't deal with, but I can. So I'm going to go out there and do this as long as I can do it. Gotham City is my home and I'm going to defend it."

Helena narrowed her eyes. She cupped her hand underneath her chin and grew very thoughtful at the moment.

"That does make a lot of sense," Helena murmured to herself. She chuckled when she realized that there were a lot of things that made a lot of sense today. Then again, there was a lot messed up about her life. "You see Gotham City as your territory, so it's perfectly within your personality to want to keep other predators from preying on….well your prey, I guess, for lack of a better term."

That caused both Diana and Harry to look at her, with cross looks. That caused Helena to blink in response. She gnawed on her lower lip and decided to amend her statement. "I guess…..well I guess subjects would be better."

Diana smirked when she shook her head at Helena. She pulled herself at Harry and rose herself to her feet. She leaned on. "Don't ever change."

The next thing Diana did was kiss her deeply on the lips. That left Helena completely speechless and Diana pulled away with a smirk.

Leaving the lovely Miss Sandsmark completely spellbound, Diana resumed her activities on Harry. She continued her half massaging and half healing activities on him.

It was obvious by this point, she was thinking about doing something else. She slowly and gently moved Harry so he was on his back. Without another word, she moved so she could straddle him.

Diana leaned down and kissed Harry in a heated manner. Harry eagerly returned the favor and slowly reached up towards Diana, smiling.

It was time for things to get really heated, really quickly. And that was the way Harry preferred it.

Harry groaned and Diana wrapped her hand around Harry's tool. She slowly pumped him up and down and felt his hardness rise underneath her grip.

"Delicious as usual," Diana said. She leaned down and started to lick Harry's cock, like a little girl licking her first fudge-sickled.

Harry groaned when Diana's talented tongue worked his throbbing tool. She kept licking him up and down. There was a hunger burning through her eyes that was pretty insatiable. He grunted when she gave him a good looking over, not to mention a good licking over.

Helena took a moment to reboot her brain. She closed her eyes. The woman wore nothing, but a long shirt and panties. Panties that were getting more soaked by the moment, especially after that kiss Diana gave her.

She took advantage of Diana's silent invitation. Helena slunk over and she grabbed Harry's balls and started to lick his cock. There was hunger that danced through her eyes. Helena took turns with Diana, licking his cock from either side.

"Go ahead, get me ready for Harry," Diana begged her. Helena reached over and undid the clasp of her costume.

That caused Diana's nice breasts bounce out. Helena could see her delicious melons. It was causing her to drool in every sense of the world.

"Go ahead, squeeze them," Diana encouraged her. Helena reached forward and grabbed Diana's chest, squeezing her tits.

Diana smiled and pushed Helena's face into her breasts and started to make her motor board her tits. That caused the woman to close her eyes when she started to motor-board her breasts. Her mouth was completely full of tit.

The Amazon Princess turned around and smiled. She could see Harry's cock completely at attention. Diana made her way over, spreading herself wide.

She expertly lowered herself down on Harry's throbbing hard pole. Harry groaned when he felt her soft, hot pussy wrap around him. Diana held onto his chest and slowly pumped herself up and down on him, riding him hard and fast.

"Yes, this is a ride," Diana mewled. She clenched him when she rocked herself up and came down onto him. Her tight snatch clamped around him when Diana pushed herself up and down on him. She kept rocking herself against him.

Harry reached up and grabbed her breasts. She closed her eyes and Harry worked her breasts over.

"Yes, no kidding," Harry groaned in response. He kept rolling his hands over her breasts, increasing her pleasure by tenfold.

Helena watched these pinnacles of male and female attraction fuck each other. Her panties were slid off and her fingers were pushed down her gushing cunt. She worked herself over.

"Go ahead, lick Diana's ass, you know you want to," Harry suggested to Helena.

That thought crossed her mind and Helena grew red in the face. That caused her to get over, all thoughts of inhibitions lost.

Helena placed her tongue in Diana's ass and she started to slowly lick her. The woman worshiped the beautiful ass.

"Yes, get me warmed up for my husband's cock to fuck me, and then I'll eat your pussy," Diana begged. She could feel Helena's tongue her ass and Harry's cock in her snatch. It was a double team effort.

Diana's walls slid around him. She pumped around him.

Harry grunted when his balls unloaded their fury of cum into Diana's pussy. Diana drove herself up and down on Harry's hard rod. She rode him like there was no tomorrow. She was more and more excited the more she brought herself to a pure orgasmic bliss.

The moment she slid off of Harry, Diana was now on her hands and knees before him. Her ass bared for him and Harry smiled at the sight of it.

True to form, Diana's tongue was now in Helena's pussy. Helena closed her eyes. She never thought that this would happen in her life. She might have dreams about it, but she never thought that it would happen.

This delicious action caused Harry's rod to get even harder. He could see Diana's perfect ass. He placed his cock against her tightest hole.

Diana moaned into Helena's pussy when her husband entered her ass. Harry grunted in response, feeling Diana's hot, tight hole smash around his throbbing tool.

"Damn it, that's so good," Harry commented in agreement. He felt Diana's ass clench him. Harry placed his hands on her hips and rocked her. His balls slapped her clit when he pushed into her from behind.

Diana would have to agree, that really did feel so fucking good.

Helena closed her eyes and felt Diana's tongue bury into her pussy. She really felt this moment and felt Diana go into her far and deeper. The Amazon Princess was really having her way with Helena. Helena reached up and grabbed onto the back of Diana's hair to hold her into place.

Helena's hips bucked up and Diana continued to eat her out.

Harry grunted when he plowed himself into Diana's tight ass. He could feel her depths. It was a hole that he was extremely familiar with, but it felt good never the less.

He cupped Diana's breasts and rocked into her over. Over and over again, Harry spiked into her body with increasing frequency.

The dance wrapped to a conclusion. His balls ached and they were about ready to explode.

"I think that she wants you to cum in her ass," Helena breathed. She could feel Diana moan some half muttered words into her pussy. This caused her hips to buck up. She continued to tighten her hands in the back of Diana's head when the Amazon Princess kept delving into her pussy.

Harry thought that he could give Diana that fact. Her ass felt so good around him. His balls were this close to exploding into her.

He grunted and gave one more push into her. His balls launched his cum deep into her ass. Spurt after spurt of his cum landed into her ass. Harry held onto her waist and kept pumping into her from behind. He shot his heavy load into her ass, draining his balls into her depths.

Harry clung onto her waist and kept firing his thick manhood into her tight rectum. His balls drained completely in her ass.

He leaned down, closing her eyes and pulled out of her. Diana pulled her way from Helena and got on her knees, licking Harry clean.

Helena moaned at the loss, but the loss of Diana's tongue was about ready to be replaced by something grander.

"Time to return the favor," Diana said. She parked herself at the edge of the bed, legs spread. Her hair flipped over her face and she had one of those "come hither" type of looks on her face.

Eagerly, Helena crawled over to serve her. She was inches away from paradise. Diana grabbed Helena's face and pushed her down into her cunt.

Helena nearly choked, but managed to recover nicely. She swallowed a mouth full of Diana's sweetest juices.

'Harry, take that cock and violate that cunt,' Diana mentally encouraged him.

Harry's stiff iron pole was erect and he was ready to play. He placed himself at the edge of Diana's pussy and slowly stroked her from behind. His cock head pushed against the edge of her opening.

The Amazon Princess felt Harry part her thighs when he entered her and he slipped inside her with ease. He grunted when he entered her tight body, feeling her wrap around his hard pole with her wet walls.

Harry grabbed onto her hips and pushed into her. Her pussy tightened around his throbbing pole. He pounded into her extremely hard from behind, working her over.

"Yes, oh yes, take her, take her hard!" Diana encouraged him. "Violate that cunt!"

Diana's encouragement of Harry's domination of her only served to get Helena wetter by the thrust. Her walls expanded to accommodate Harry's massive rod, when he spiked into her over and over again.

Helena could feel the rush of pleasure. She was pretty sure that Harry was going to fuck her until she passed out.

"Yes, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" Diana whispered into Helena's ear. There was a hunger that danced through the Amazon's eyes, a hunger that grew even wider. "You would like it if Harry took that big cock and fucked you and kept fucking you until you passed out, wouldn't you?"

Helena's wet pussy closed around his tool when Harry spiked into her. It was obvious by the sensations going through her body that she would like that very much.

"Well," Harry said. He continued to rut into her, breathing into her ear. "I guess that I'm going to have to make all of your dreams come true."

"I bet you like how wet that pussy can get," Diana said Helena, working her finger slowly into this dripping cunt. "And I'm sure that his cock was much better than Cassie's father's was."

Diana lifted Helena's face from her pussy. The erotic sight of Diana's pussy juices rolling off of Helena's face was a sight to see.

"Yes, yes, yes," Helena panted. Her tone was excited. Her nipples grew even harder when Diana played with them. She tweaked and twisted them.

"Isn't it?" Diana asked. She made sure that Helena's mouth was wide open. "It's about time you put that mouth to use for something other than your informational lectures….oh Hera, that was quiet the spot."

Harry grunted when he pressed himself against Helena's sweaty back. He picked up the pace, fucking her as hard as he would dare. His throbbing balls rocketed against her. Harry was going to wreck her for all time if he had his way and he would have his way. He was having his way with her and he was going to destroy her cunt.

"You're mine now," Harry breathed.

Helena's walls tightened and she begged for his cum. Harry really had no reason to deny her such a great treat. He rested his hands on her back and kept pumping into her. His balls were about ready to release their great treat into her molten hot center.

He closed his eyes, feeling the rush when his balls tightened. Harry grunted.

"Yes, you're going to be filled with so much cum, that you're going to be overflowing," Diana gloated. "My husband really packs a punch, doesn't it?"

That question was answered by Helena's shrieking moan. It was followed by Harry shooting a big load into Helena's pussy. He must have pumped into her a dozen times before he drained his cum into her. It was already flowing out by the time that Harry finished.

Diana waited until Harry pulled out and she decided to sample the taste of some of the delicious juices. "Yummy."

The dance would continue again and again throughout the night, with Diana and Harry putting Helena through the paces until she was worn out from the fun.

After Helena had been put completely through the paces, Diana and Harry stayed awake with each other and cuddled closely together.

"After last night, I don't think that I can stay on the sidelines much longer," Diana admitted.

"Some might say that's a long time coming," Harry informed her. Diana smiled, but didn't say anything. "I would be happy to have you out there with me. In the end though, it's your prerogative so I'm not going to try and talk you out of it."

Diana was glad of that. Harry had a question.

"So, what are you going to call yourself?" Harry asked. While he personally wasn't that fond of code names, it was better to create your own identity, than all the media to do that.

"Were you aware that I was named after Artemis?" Diana asked. Harry smiled. "The goddess, not the Amazon, because apparently the two do get confused with an alarming amount of regularity."

"I'm sure Artemis is flattered because of that," Harry said, giving no indication whatsoever of which Artemis he was referring to.

"Well, maybe," Diana agreed. "But as you should know, and I'm sure you do…..my mother used the Roman name for Artemis, in Diana. So it would be rather fitting if I used the code name Huntress."

Harry smiled and turned her towards him. He planted a searing kiss on her lips. "It's really obvious, and really fitting to be honest."

It was at that point where Harry's eyes widened when he realized something extremely obvious.

It was early the next morning in the city of Smallville. The lovely Martha Kent woke up rather early, and it was early even for her. While she was used to getting up early due to having lived on a farm for the better part of the last twelve years, the woman found herself up for an entirely different reason.

Martha found herself early in the morning due to being worried about the crisis that Harry and the girls found themselves in last night.

'It's funny,' Martha mused, more to herself than anyone else. 'At times the Collective can be the best support network in the world….but other times…..'

'You have to stand by and be helpless and watch events unfold,' Lily added, sleepily when she popped in. 'Yes, I can hear you. If you were even closer, you would be more worried, but I'm sure that being far away was no picnic.'

'I bet you wanted to blast off that smug bastard's head if you got the chance,' Martha answered her.

'The thought was extremely tempting,' Lily agreed.

Martha thought that a double edged sword was a pretty good indicator with what was happening. Aware of the fact that your loved ones were in danger, but you really couldn't do anything about it.

She did get a bit of rest, but it did keep her up fairly late. She chalked it up as a bad job and decided that this would be the best time for her to get jump started on the day ahead.

After she stopped to take a shower and get dressed, putting a comfortable pair of blue jeans and a thick fluffy sweater, Martha made her way down the stairs.

She was about to get coffee, followed by breakfast. The woman was stopped by a sight at the bottom of the stairs. Marie stood at the bottom of the stairs dressed in the warmest of clothes that they pulled out of the attic for her. The older well-worn leather bomber jacket of Jonathan's was the most noticeable.

"Marie?" Martha asked. She was a bit surprised to see her dressed like that this early in the morning. The note of surprise continued when she saw a duffel bag sitting there on the floor next to her. Martha took a few seconds to blink in shock.

"Thanks for everything, Mrs. Kent, but I have to be getting going," Marie said. There was a tone that was quick and apologetic in her tone.

"Why?" Martha asked. She was thrown off by the girl's action. "Did we do something to upset you?"

"No, no, no, you didn't do anything to upset me," Marie said really quickly. She was surprised that Martha caught her before she took off. She thought that she left early enough to avoid any kind of conversation. "It's not your fault, it's nothing that you've done. You've been good, great actually. It's just time for me to move on."

Marie paused, taking a deep breath. She concluded in a soft voice. "I don't want to overstay my welcome."

"No, you haven't overstayed your welcome at all," Martha informed her. "In fact, I was talking to both Jonathan and Claire about the possibility of you staying here for the time being."

"Really?" Marie asked. She couldn't help but be slightly cynical and a bit skeptical. That just was her nature.

"For as long as you wish, full time if you want to," Martha said. "Jonathan and I always did want to have one more child, but things didn't work out that well. And Claire likes having another girl around her own age around."

Marie ended up blinking. This was not what she was used to be honest. She was really used to having people turn on her like her Aunt did. Or like the people in town, after she kissed the boy. Where her powers kicked in the first time.

There was also the issue of her being hunted by what appeared to be some kind of shadowy government organization. Marie couldn't tell the Kents all of this. She bit down on her lip.

"I would like to stay," Marie said slowly.

Martha, being Martha, jumped onto the opportunity and seized it. "Then why don't you stay then? At least for now and we'll see how things go."

Marie seemed a bit hesitant about it. She didn't really want to bring them any trouble, because they seemed like a nice family. She did nod her head thought because Martha Kent was the kind of woman that it was difficult to say no.

"I'd like that, but I don't know how this is going to work," Marie replied.

Martha beamed at her because she agreed to stage. She wrapped up the girl in hug. This hug caused the girl to flinch in response.

That caused the woman to frown. It furthered the belief that Martha had that the younger girl was physically abused in the past.

"So, what's going to happen?" Marie asked in a tentative voice. She tried to act like she hadn't flinched.

"Things will be pretty similar to how they are now," Martha informed her. "You're going to have to help Claire out with the chores, but that isn't an issue since you've been doing that already. And you're going to have to go to school and gain at least an above average grade point average. If you do that, we'll be willing to pay you an allowance as well. It won't be a lot of money, but it will still be enough that it will be worth it."

Marie nodded her head slowly. Nothing that she was told right there seemed too unreasonable at all and she inhaled and exhaled.

"I guess I can give it a shot," she said. There was no reason not to take her up on this offer. "If it doesn't work out, please don't try to stop me if I leave."

Martha frowned. "Well, I won't, but I don't think that there isn't any problems. But, I don't think that there is anything that we might not be able to work out if we can talk things out."

Marie hoped that Martha was correct about this assessment, for her sake if anything else.

Juno Jones loved living in style, just like it was reported. She currently took up residence in an extremely tastefully decorated penthouse apartment in Gotham City. It wasn't anything too outlandish or over the top. With that being said, you could see easily that a woman of elegant taste resided at this place.

She sat at the table at the kitchen, flipping through the newspaper whilst sipping a cup of coffee. The beautiful brunette wore nothing more than a comfortable looking silk robe that did a fairly decent job of covering off her considerable assets yet at the same time, it was extremely familiar.

Juno flipped through the paper, sipping on her coffee. Her eyes darted towards a rather scathing article regarding the fact that the criminal known as the Siren escaped custody. The paper stated that it was due to police incompetence.

She snorted when she read it and her gaze traveled to another article where it described that notable restaurant and club owner Maximilian Zeus had been placed within the Arkham Ward at Blackgate Penitentiary where he was currently awaiting psychiatric review. He experienced a psychotic break last night, which resulted him in holding several prominent members of society hostage.

That caused her to scoff in response. 'That's putting it mildly to be honest.'

Before Juno could move her attention to another article, one of the maids made her way into the room.

"Please forgive the intrusion, Miss Jones, but Harry Potter is here to see you, miss," the maid replied.

"Inform Doctor Potter that I will be with him in a moment, I need to get dressed," Juno said. She got to her feet. "And could you also please escort him into the living room?"

The maid nodded in response and scurried off to rely the message.

With that out of the way, Juno got herself up from the table, putting down the newspaper when she left. To the right of the newspaper was the Spear of Zeus was lying on her kitchen table.

Harry stood at the front entrance of Juno's lobby. The maid was already out.

"She will be with you after a second, sir," the maid was telling him. "She just needs a second to get dressed, and she would like me to escort you into the living room."

Harry nodded his head in acceptance and allowed her to lead the way. He followed her further into the apartment.

"Right here, sir, she'll be with you shortly," the maid told him.

"Thank you," Harry informed her. That caused the maid to blush a slight red, at being addressed by such a man.

Harry took an opportunity to look the place over. He figured that the place had a very distinct Grecian feel to it. Unlike the Club last night though, it was rather tastefully done and not extremely gaudy at all. He thought it was a wonderful looking place.

Harry decided to make himself comfortable on the love seat and waited for Juno. No sooner did he get comfortable, his cell phone came to life.

"Hello?" Harry asked.

"Harry, it's me," an extremely tense Sarah declared on the other end. "I've got bad news; you might have heard that the Siren escaped custody."

"No, I didn't hear that," Harry replied.

"Well, she wasn't the only one that escaped, Jonathan Crane managed to get out, a couple of days ago at fact," Sarah said. She frowned and agitation swam in her eyes. "I'm just finding out about it right now."

"Why didn't you find out about it sooner?" Harry asked.

"Warden Joseph contacted Commissioner Loeb directly about it after he found out, but the information was buried in order not to incite a panic," Sarah informed him. "The MCU only found out because Chief O'Hara informed us it happened after Loeb informed him. By that point, it became a huge mess and any trail Crane might have left gone cold."

"I take it there's more," Harry said.

"There's more, we searched Zeus's club high and low, but we haven't been able to find any sign of the Spear of Zeus," Sarah said. "We were able to find the gloves, but someone must have snagged the Spear in the chaos."

Harry could have sworn, but somehow he kept his tone calm and even.

Harry took a second to slip off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "That's another thing that we're going to have to keep an eye out for then. It was bad enough that it already fell into the wrong hands once. I don't even want to think about what might happen if someone worse than Maxie got their hands onto it."

"I was thinking the same thing," Sarah muttered. "I have to run, because Gordon wants to speak to me about something."

"Are we still on for lunch?" Harry asked her.

"Yes, I wouldn't miss it for the world," she confirmed. "Ellen Yin might join us, if you don't mind?"

"That shouldn't be a problem, I'll talk to you later," Harry said.

It was at this point where Juno finished getting dressed and joined him in the living room. She was dressed casually by her standards, although it was pretty classy based on the standards of other people.

Harry gave a wide smile at the sight of her.

"Well, well, well, Harry Potter, I wasn't expecting to see you so soon," she commented, giving him a short looking over with her eyes. "I assumed that you would be in bed recovering from your injuries for a few more days. I even sent flowers."

Harry smiled. "I received then and they were quite lovely. They paled in comparison to your beauty, but they are still lovely."

Juno couldn't help, but smile.

"I've always been a fast healer, but you would know that already, wouldn't you, Juno?" Harry asked. He paused. "Or should I call you, Hera?"