Chapter 38: Time Not On Your Side.

Chapter 38: Time Not On Your Side. 

Flass sighed, this was a long evening, but at least he was out on bail. He didn't know how many strings Loeb had to pull to even get this much. There were many corrupt judges in Gotham City and this was just one of many.

He was a lucky son of a bitch, as Loeb pointed out to him. He was suspended from the force indefinitely. Lucky also in the sense that the story involving Gordon didn't find its way into the papers.

'Half of the force is corrupt but….guess the fuckers don't like it rubbed into their face,' Flass said, as a crisp autumn wind blew into his face.

They really didn't like it being rubbed in their faces, it would be a long time before Flass forgot the ass chewing that Loeb gave him. He fished his key to the front of his house out of his pocket and opened the door.

Absent mindedly, he pushed the switch on but nothing happened. At least nothing of note happened and Flass frowned.

'Place is always falling apart, fuse must be blown or something,' Flass thought as he stepped inside. His house was in disarray, but he made his way towards the basement and opened the door.

He paused and knew that something was up. He always kept a revolver close to him at all times, just because he was paranoid like that. And in Gotham City, that paranoia was somewhat justified to be honest.

Pulling it out, he prepared to fire it at anything that moved, even if it was a rat.

He never got the chance to pull the trigger, as it was ripped from his hands. Flass felt his entire life flashing before him, as he was held upside down by his ankles above the basement stares.

He came face to face with the Legendary Batman. He tried to remain calm but it was an imposing experience.

"You know why I'm here," Batman growled at him and Flass nodded his head.

"Yeah…..well…..you're not going to get shit from me," Flass said, trying to regain some semblance of control over the situation but he dangled from the edge of the steps. He was one solid drop away from splatting down onto the pavement below.

"You know where the bodies are buried, you know what Branden and Loeb are up you….."

"Yeah, I might hear shit, I might not, but you won't be around for much longer anyway," Flass said as Batman continued to dangle him above the ground. He was a very bold man despite being dangled high above the ground.

"You know that Loeb and Branden would throw you underneath the bus, once you've outlived their usefulness," Batman reminded him and Flass's eyes snapped open as he was hit with a dose of reality.

He was not going to give the Bat pleasure in admitting that those sons of bitches would throw him underneath the bus if given half of the chance.

"Eventually, it's going to come out what they were up to and the entire Gordon mess is going to come out," Batman told him. "They're already sweeping you underneath the rug."

"Yeah, well if they fuck with me, I'm bringing them down with me!" Flass yelled, practically losing his mind as Batman nearly dropped him. "Those sons of bitches are in bed with someone, and they want to throw me under the bus just because I did a few favors for the Roman and now he's yesterday's…"

Flass stopped immediately, realizing what he said but it was too late, the damage was already done. Batman's wrist relaxed slightly and he about dropped him.

"Put a bullet in my head, I'll put a bullet in their head," Flass growled and Batman said nothing, leaving him hanging. "Hey, let me down, LET ME DOWN TO YOU HEAR ME!"

There was no answer and it was obvious why.

Flass, Loeb, and Branden were very likely to turn on themselves and Batman prepared to take advantage of that fact. The Dark Knight went off into the night, leaving Flass there, to contemplate what his fate was.

"So, do you think the plan will work, sir?" Alfred asked.

"Flass already was beginning to believe that he was disposable," Batman remarked as he disappeared into the night. "I just gave him that added incentive to do so."

"If you say so but…"

"I'm sure Loeb is going to make his move soon enough and Branden is going to jump on it, he won't take what happened the other night well," Batman said, but he said no more, as it was off into the night and into Gotham City.

The sound of an alarm reminded him once more that crime never took a rest break and neither did Batman.

The goons were moving around, and Batman decided to give them the proper greeting, snatching one of them into the shadows.

The others followed sooner rather than later, it was just business as usual.

The Gotham City Museum was an elegant building, recently having been rebuilt about two years prior. It was big news when it did, but never the less, Harry thought that they did a great job with it. The artifacts inside might be ancient but the museum looked brand new.

"I just wish more people would take time to visit it," Diana said as she allowed herself a good look around before diverting her entrance towards the steps.

"Well, I'm sure it's just having a dry spell of interest, it will heighten before too long, trust me….."

"Don't worry, I do," Diana said as the two of them walked upstairs. Doctor Sandsmark was waiting for them in her office.

Harry felt much better than he did the previous day, although his sufferings weren't minimized.

'The museum has added some interesting, exhibits, nothing that was tied in from Krypton in any way through,' Faora thought and she added for those not in the know. 'I visited it before….you never could be too careful. As Peve mentioned, we have had a tendency to visit the Earth and leave our things behind.'

'But the museum hasn't picked them up,' Karen thought but then she added something as Harry and Diana made light conversation as the bond chatter continued. 'But wouldn't it start working…..'

"So, very Roman inspired," Diana said as she passed through the exhibit. "While our designs are rather Greek in inspiration, the Greeks did inspire the Romans, so we're kindred spirits."

"I'm well aware," Harry said.

'So while I don't think much of the technology would work right, half busted Kryptonian technology is still dangerous to be left lying about,' Faora reminded them.

Diana and Harry stopped and they saw someone barreling down the hall at hyper speed. Or what seemed like hyper speed, they were nearly run into the approaching figure. It took a few seconds for them to register she was coming.

"Out of my way!"

The blonde girl who rushed by them wore her shorter hair in a ponytail. A longer t-shirt, along with jean shorts, and sneakers topped off the outfit. Braced underneath her arm, she was carrying a skateboard and seemed to be rushing off as fast as she could go. Looked to be about eight to ten years old or somewhere around that area by Harry's best guest.

'Well, she's in a hurry to get somewhere,' Emily piped up through the bond.

'Given Harry's past track record with Lois, I'm surprised that she didn't run head long into him,' Amanda said and Kara, Donna, and Astoria all sounded very amused as they laughed through the bond.

'No kidding, yes no kidding,' Donna thought, shaking his head. 'So, Diana was that….'

'That was Doctor Sandsmark's daughter, Cassandra,' Diana confirmed for her sister and the rest of the group.

'Well, she's spirited, I'll give her that,' Donna said with a smile.

'Just remember how you were at that age,' Diana reminded her sister.

'Yes, I know, don't remind me, I'm getting karmic payback from it all of the time, you know,' Donna thought with a long sigh, as she crossed her arms together.

'Glad to see you understand that,' Hippolyta chimed in with her two cents and Harry and Diana smiled.

They only had one more hallway to navigate and Doctor Sandsmark's was there. Harry stopped and he motioned for Diana to stop as well. The Amazon Princess half raised her eyebrows, her mouth opened and there was a "what?" that escaped her mouth.

'Someone's having a spirited discussion,' Harry thought, as he heard voices from inside Doctor Sandsmark's office.

"…..I swear, you're not making this any better with what you've done…"

"You need to stop being so uptight…I'm doing my job, I can't help it if the artifacts that you bring in…"

"By touching them, you're going to….deplete the value of them…"

"Ladies, I'm sure that cooler heads can prevail."

'So what's with the bicker session?' Zatanna asked, as she could hear the argument and sense a silent debate going on between Harry and Diana about whether or not they should get involved with this. If cooler heads did not prevail, they might have to jump in.

'Doctor Sandsmark….is having another discussing with Margaret Sarrow, the curator of the museum,' Diana thought and Amanda and Emily snickered, along with Donna, who decided to enlighten her sister in on the fact of why they were snickering.

'Well, if that doesn't sound like a super villain name, I don't know what is,' Emily said, in between her giggles.

'Yeah, in a place like Gotham City, you can never be too careful with something like that,' Amanda thought. 'It's just some ugly self fulfilling prophecy, just waiting to unfold you know….'

'I'm sure it's not that bad,' Diana protested and the Potter twins folded their arms against each other.

Harry stepped forward to get a closer look at the situation, as Helena Sandsmark's office door was partially open to begin with during the bickering session. He saw his first look at Margaret Sarrow with her shoulder length black hair, along with green eyes, and she wore a nice female business suit that hinted that she had a fit body, but did not bring it out there.

There was a stylish dressed man who was fairly rotund standing by them as well, it was obvious that he was being the peacemaker between the two ladies. He was dressed in a nice white suit that stretched over his frame, and he had brown hair with a slight hint of grey, along with a goatee. He carried a briefcase which hung by his arm.

'Professor William McElroy, famed Egyptologist,' Harry said to anyone who was listening in.

'I remember him, we visited an exhibit by him a few years ago,' Amanda said excitedly.

'We know, we don't have the attention span of a lobotomized flea,' Emily said, rolling her eyes.

'I wasn't explaining it to you, I was explaining it to anyone new who might know or people who might have forgotten,' Amanda replied huffily.

'Reminds you kind of a less slimy Horace Slughorn, doesn't he?' Lily asked.

'Yes,' the sisters Black chimed in, all in unison.

'Not sure if that's really a ringing endearment, or not,' Narcissa said and the other females could talk amongst themselves about that fact.

Helena noticed Harry and Diana approach and she sighed. "We'll talk about this later, but right now I have an appointment that I'd like to keep, so Margaret, Professor McElroy…."

"No need, I'll see myself out," McElroy said and he paused. "Doctor Potter, I presume?"

"Professor McElroy, it's a pleasure to meet you, I've followed your work," Harry said and the rotund ex-Yale Professor shook his hand.

"Likewise…..well I better run."

'Guy that size, doubt he's going to run that far without being winded,' Amanda said.

'AMANDA!' Lily snapped and her daughter fell back in line, as Harry turned his attention back to the scene at hand. For few seconds, it looked like the woman was not going to budge for an instant. Then she showed herself away for a brief second.

"Yes, may I help you?"

She got lost in his eyes and shook her head, trying to return herself back to some level of coherency, which was difficult to do.

"Sorry, your eyes….they're so shiny."

'Never heard that one before,' Lily said and Rose did not know what to make either of the situation.

'Does remind you of a shorter Selina, doesn't she?' Faora asked and there were some nods of agreement.

"I'm Margaret Sorrow, the curator of the museum," she replied to him with a smile on her face. "And surely….you're Harry Potter….and….hello Diana."

Harry almost sensed some kind of undercurrent of uneasiness coming out of her mouth but he said nothing never the less.

"Hello, Margaret," Diana said, keeping her voice calm and cordial as she looked at the young female. The tension between the two of them could be cut with a knife.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, but I must get going."

"The pleasure is mine."

'She's a bit scatterbrained as I told you,' Diana thought, and Donna chimed in.

'That's putting it quite nicely,' Donna thought but never the less, Helena Sandsmark stood them.

"Diana, sit down, would you like a cup of coffee?" Helena asked, feeling like she needed one with the headache that was coming on.

"Yes, that would be nice, and this is Harry Potter…."

"Doctor Potter, it's a pleasure to meet you," Helena said, and she looked him over. The pictures in the paper honestly did not do him justice, and she looked him over. Then again, her luck with men was not the best, with Cassie's father being a deadbeat, who had up and left, never to be seen again.

"The pleasure is all mine, Doctor Sandsmark," Harry told her with a smile on his face, shaking hands with her. "And it's Harry."

'If I had a Galleon for every time he said that, I'd be sufficiently richer,' Daphne commented in her usual crisp voice through the bond length.

"And then it's Helena," she replied, shaking his hand and Harry planted a light kiss on the top of it.

'And if I had one every time a woman said that, I'd be even richer,' Daphne thought, and there was much laughing, mostly from Ginny, Astoria, the twins, and Donna.

"So, Helena, I trust you've been keeping yourself busy, lately?" Harry asked her and the woman smiled.

"Fairly, yes, there are a lot of projects going on," she admitted and Harry's grin got even wider. "But you know all about that, don't you?"

"All too well, all too well," Harry agreed with her, as they had some notes to compare he was sure. "Better help myself to a cup of coffee."

"Well, by all means," Helena said, as she relaxed, now that she was a less stressful situation. "One of your grants helped me out…..it was hard to get one for a while."

"A lot of people don't understand where to put their money," Harry said, slowly sipping on the cup of coffee. "But I find that it works best for me and my reputation if I put it towards someone who gets….results."

Helena was glad that he put such faith in her, and smiled, as she drank the coffee of her own.

"Well, I thought for a while that I wasn't going to accomplish much," Helena replied and there was a brief flicker of a smile on her face as she looked at Harry and Diana. "But, it was right underneath my nose the entire time."

Diana smiled, she had heard this story before, but Harry hadn't. And Doctor Sandsmark was into her work and more than likely into telling someone who could appreciate the nature of her work.

"The artifacts…..I thought that they would be too fragile to bring back, but despite the fact that they don't have any unique properties, they still held, they'll be on exhibit next Spring, hopefully," Sandsmark said to him.

'No apparent unique properties, anyway,' Harry thought with a smile.

"Would you might if I took a look at them?"

Helena smiled and looked rather pleased with the offer. "It would be an honor."

She had been looking forward to meeting him for a long time and any attempt to prolong the conversation would be a good one.

"Whoa, what a day," Barbara said, letting out a breath from her body, as she joined the group for lunch.

"That bad, huh?" Amanda asked, and Barbara nodded eagerly.

There was quite a roll call as the group at the Gotham City Private Academy joined each other for lunch, to catch up. Amanda, Emily, Bunny, Donna, Gabrielle, and Bette sat around with each other.

"Well, I know the course load that she's taking, and I'd have to concur it's that bad," Bette said with a sympathetic smile towards her friend. Then again, Barbara was a workaholic even during the best of times, so…..well that's what she was doing. "But…..I guess she'll just have to….."

"And you even take classes at the GCU," Amanda said and she smiled. "Harry is the only person with a more insane schedule than Barbara has."

"And that isn't for any lack of trying," Barbara said with a smile on her face. She shook her head in half amusement. "Don't know how he does it sometimes."

"Well, Harry has plenty of experience….multi-tasking," Gabrielle said, and the twins snickered, getting the innuendo right away.

"Yes, subtle," Barbara said, with a smile on her face, as she ate the sandwhich and Bette and Bunny caught onto the inside joke.

"So…..he was seen last night, I just know it," Lois said as she sat down next to the group, with Nym following, looking barely amused. "And if I didn't go to sleep…..I might have seen him again."

"Who is she talking about?" Bunny asked and Gabrielle enlightened her on this matter.

"Nightwing, the current ninja protector of Gotham City," Gabrielle said.

"Well, it could have been Batman….."

"Batman, yeah, he was around too, he's Nightwing's sidekick, isn't he?" Amanda asked and Lois shook her head.

"No, he's not…..well I guess it's more of a co-partnership really, they work together, but they don't work together, if it makes any sense," Lois said, nearly tripping over her words as she got fairly excited.

"She does do that when she gets worked up," Amanda whispered to Bunny.

"I understand," Bunny said, knowing how she tripped over her words as well when she got excited. Which was far more often than she would have liked to admit. Never the less, she steered the conversation elsewhere. "So anyway….are we still on for this weekend….."

"Oh yeah, we're still on, it's going to be amazing….."

"Yeah, we're going to have a lot of fun, it's going to be great…."

Barbara liked the twins but when they did the entire, finishing each other's sentences thing, it was time to tune them out. It was almost like they had a mental link with each other or something. Which she read somewhere that twins did but it didn't make it any less creepy when they did what they did, shivers went down her spine at the thought of it.

Bette smiled, nudging Barbara to get her attention. The blonde leaned in towards her.

"I don't know how they keep it up either, don't feel bad," Bette whispered to Barbara and the two finished their lunches.

"Lots of practice more than likely," Barbara said.

"Yeah," Bette agreed, something like that, they had down to a science.

When finished, Barbara said her good byes and made her way off. She had to switch out some books for her afternoon classes anyway. And since her locker was far from the first class period that she had during the afternoon, she figured that it would be for the best if she had some kind of head start.

The redhead female did the combination on her locker and opened it. There was something inside her locker that made her jump about ten feet back. Barely, she held onto her bearings, and leaned in for a closer look.

Thankfully, no one was around, it was a package, and the redhead, making sure no one was looking, discreetly stowed it in her bag. She wondered who could have got inside her locker, without knowing the combination.

That being said, she made her way to the car, her curiosity getting the better of her. While she was sure that she could open the package safely and discreetly after school, she wanted it now, and she was going to open it right now.

With trembling hands, she opened up the package, and looked at it with a smile. It was a state of the art laptop, custom made from the ground up.

Custom made for her from the ground up as she figured out. She looked at it, with the note attached to it. She had been so enthralled with the laptop that she nearly missed the note attached. Correctly that error, Barbara took the note in her hand.

Thought you might find this useful, the device you have already functions as a modem for it.

N.

Barbara smiled, looking as giddy as a school girl.

Nym spied the scene from the shadows, a smile crossing her face.

'Well that was an interesting reaction,' Nym thought, barely able to keep a straight face, as she snickered.

'So did she get it?' Harry asked her.

'Well, thrilled wouldn't even begin to describe how she's acting,' Nym thought to Harry and Harry had no other actions but smiling.

'So, it's just as I expected, then.'

"I won't mince words, ladies and gentlemen, the status of crime in Gotham City has changed, and now, your jobs are going to be tougher than ever before, but…..I wouldn't have chosen you, if I didn't think that any of you were up to it."

Chief O'Hara was conducting a briefing to the new Major Crimes Unit in Gotham City. The MCU was created with the recent rush of gang violence in mind, with these new mobsters such as Black Mask and the Penguin being the obvious reason as to why it was created.

James Gordon sat front in center, with John Jones nearby. Harvey Bullock sat amongst the crowd, with Renee Montoya and Sarah Essen there as well. There were many other faces in the crowd, like an attractive dark skinned female named Josephine MacDonald, who sat in the back. A dark haired grizzled name named Jim Corrigan also sat, but he was keeping away from the rest of the group for the most part, listening to O'Hara's every word intently. There were also many seat warmers there, but they all served the purpose of the necessary manpower.

"We're going to tackle some of the most dangerous threats you've ever faced during your times, so it's not for the weak at heart, either man up or you can turn in your badge," O'Hara said and he looked over them through a grizzled stare. "It's best if we…"

Before O'Hara could proceed any further in his speech, Howard Branden let himself in and before O'Hara could speak to him, to question why he was here, Loeb followed him into the office.

"A stirring speech, Chief O'Hara, I'm sure that you picked the cream of the crop, and I'm certain the Major Crimes Unit will be a rousing success," Branden said as there was a note of sarcasm in his voice, but not enough where he can be called out upon it. "Commissioner Loeb and I have been having a discussing with each other and I'll let the good Commissioner tell you what threats we've accessed in this department."

Gordon's eyes narrowed. It went without saying that this was going to be highly political.

"Thank you, gentlemen, ladies, we've noticed a few concerns with recent events in Gotham City," Loeb told the entire assembled group. "They appear to have a certain common denominator in who was involved, threats who could put the Gotham City population in grave danger."

Some of the assembled members of the force had a good idea where this one was going. They had a pretty good idea that they might be in for something dangerous now.

"There's these two vigilantes," Loeb said, slapping his hand down on the pedestal in front of them for emphasis. "They have their supporters, although I hope that none are sitting in this room. This Bat-Man and this Nightwing have been attacking the accused, causing several injuries. Whether they deserve it or not, that point is irrelevant. Your top priority is to bring these two vigilantes in to ensure the safety of the Gotham City populace."

The group all nodded, even if it was just the path of least resistance.

"Remember, they make you all look bad by comparison and they make the entire force look bad. It might be just criminals right now that they're attacking, but where do they draw the line? We need to draw the line for them, or we will all fall with them."

There was more nodding throughout the room.

"The prime priority of the Major Crimes Unit is taking down the criminal element and that includes this Bat-Man and Nightwing. This so called Dynamic Duo will not terrorize the citizens of Gotham City any longer."

Gordon could not help but think that Loeb was practicing a speech that he was going to give for the public consumption eventually and he was not the only one who said that. Never mind the fact, the rest of the group listened attentively.

"Our Major Crimes Unit will ensure that Gotham City is a safe place, a place where children will be allowed to roam without fear, and a place where their parents can sleep sound."

That got nods, and looks of disbelief as well.

"So, Spinner's End, it's been a long time since I've been here," Lily said and she smiled. It was a nice trip down memory lane. "Some good memories, some bad memories, but I have to admit, it has some sentimental value here. Then again the Evans family took up residence here for years and years."

"I know and…..all of the other families of the Privileged Nine, were around the same general area," Harrison commented with a smile.

"Many families have, actually, although many have either moved on, lost touch, it was a different time and culture that my parents were part of," Lily said, as she leaned against the same playground that she once played on. "I can't believe that it remained restored. It might has well have been a moment just trapped in time."

"So the Evans….."

"They were very liberal about what sex meant to them," Lily informed Harrison, grabbing her son's hand with a smile on her face. "There was a lot of swapping…..a lot of things that many people would…..question. And I'm sure that many things that even you would question."

The only person that Har-Zod in any form would trust his girls with, was another version of himself and even then it was a tentative arrangement at best. Harrison figured that he had gotten a different set of experiences than Prime and that really worked to him living a fulfilling life. That being said, he was fully aware that as long as he kept to the plan, everything will be okay.

Which was fine, because Prime and Harrison, two sides of Har-Zod had the same ambitions, just different ways in getting there and based in different locations in the same world. Perhaps a duplicate should not be allowed to live this long apart from the prime copy, but it would be folly for the duplicate to try and usurp the prime for various reasons.

"We've been part of that culture for at least four hundred years, maybe a lot longer, a lot of our lineage has been lost through time, and the further we get back through history, the more vague things become," Lily added, and she smiled. "Well this place brings back some memories."

"Is this the field….."

"Yes, that I flew for the first time, although I don't think I quite appreciated the significance until now," Lily said with a wide grin over her face. "So, shall we…..?"

"After, you," Harry replied and Lily closed her eyes, feeling the rush of air through the air and she held her arms out, before she just let go.

Lily flew halfway across the field, kicking up. She saw that Harrison was halfway on her tail and quite the tail it was, if she had to say so herself. Then again, she was a little bit biased to be honest with herself.

"So, I don't think that there is many things that are better," Harrison said and Lily laughed at that. "Well, there's a few but….."

"I get you," Lily said with a smile, and she floated in mid air. "So, we're in an interesting position aren't we?"

Har-Zod reached forward and pulled his mother in tight to him, her breasts pressing against his chest and his hands exploring her perfect body.

"I think that I have a few ideas of how to make this amazing experience even better," Harrison whispered, brushing his mother's hair and tipping her back, looking at her cleavage. It beckoned to him, teasing him.

"Oh, well I'm sure that I can think of….a few interesting ideas as well," Lily said and the two met in a heated embrace and an even more searing kiss.

Har's hands roamed freely all over her smoldering hot thighs, and he roamed even further through her body.

Lily's blouse was torn open and Har-Zod's hands reached up and cupped her bra covered breasts. Then her bra came off and revealed her amazing breasts, firm and large as they ever were.

The redhead closed her eyes, as he squeezed her breasts and she threw her head back, with a loud whine as Harrison brushed his fingers against her hot thigh. The redhead's eyes flickered open and shut as she panted, his fingers in her.

He tilted her back and his tongue brushed against her smoldering hot lips, sticking deep into her body.

"Harry," Lily whispered in a heated voice, feeling herself heat up even more as his tongue pushed deep into her inner lips.

Harrison smiled as he pushed his tongue into his mother's pussy and caused it to vibrate. The two rocked back and forth, as they shifted positions.

His pants came off with one quick spell and his erect cock was fished out of his pants. Feeling the pulse of magic energy, Lily wrapped her lips around Harry's throbbing cock, her soft lips tightening around him.

"Damn," Harrison whispered briefly but he returned to eating his mother's hot pussy, and Lily returned fire, sucking his cock with reckless abandon. Her slurping got amazed, as her nose touched his pelvic bone.

"That's right, oh that's right, that feels really good," Lily managed, coming up for air for a brief second and she speared her mouth down his throbbing manhood in air.

They could cum at the same time in mid air and they swayed back and forth in mid air. But they wanted more than this sexually charged sixty nine position, no matter how hot and horny that this made both of them.

Lily pulled away from Harrison smiled, her arms outstretched, and she threw herself against Harry, wrapping her legs around him and then she pushed her hot tight box around his throbbing pole.

"Oh….yes, Mum," Harrison whispered, as the two swayed back and forth in mid air. He cupped her breasts with the two of them working against each other and he placed his hands on her ass, cupping it.

"That feels good, doesn't it baby?" Lily whispered, clamping her tight center down on him.

"Yes, like….like a dream," Harrison said, squeezing his mother's breasts and she closed her eyes, as the two of them worked back and forth at each other at rapid fire fury, their loins connecting with each other.

They already worked each other over in midair and the high altitude friction was causing their loins to meet together. Lily pressed her hot lips on top of Har's and forced her tongue into his mouth, grabbing her ass. His balls slapped against her thighs as he speared deeper into her in mid air.

"OOOOH, YES!" Lily moaned at the top of her lungs and Harry beat a path into her. Her tight walls got together around him.

Harrison smiled, his mother was very vocal, that was pretty much in his ear. Not that he minded, sheathed balls deep into her hot wet pussy.

"Harder, Harry….oooh….harder!" Lily screamed as he buried himself into her and her hot legs wrapped around him in mid air, the two rocking back and forth against her. She pulled out so the tip of his throbbing cock was almost out of her, and then she pushed him into her.

Harrison grunted, and he gave his mother a passionate kiss as they met each other thrust for thrust in midair.

"OH YES!" Lily screamed.

"Pretty vocal, aren't you?" Harrison asked, as he pounded his mother's perfect pussy with another series of rapid fire thrusts. Lily's nails dug into her son's shoulder blade and she whined, as Harrison continued to work over her.

Harrison pulled out and for a second, Lily whined, feeling the loss. She was about ready to register a more vocal complaint but then he thrust into her body hard from behind.

"YES!" Lily shrieked at the top of her lungs and Harrison grabbed her around her breasts, working into her from behind.

To anyone watching, they wouldn't get too much a show, just a very frantic blur moving back and forth with each other. Although if someone could see things at super speed, they would see something really amazing.

Lily's moans got more frantic, her orgasms got more rapid fire, and it was just feeling even better together. Harrison thrust deeper into her, and the deeper he went, the better she felt. Her body felt like every bit of it was being stimulated and that was likely because his hands roamed her, touching her sensitive bits as much as she could.

"OOOOH!" Lily screamed once more, feeling the pleasure course through her body.

"Yes, I got that the first time, oh getting so close," Harrison grunted, holding Lily firmly in mid air and her tight walls clamped even tighter around him.

Sensing that her son's seed was near, they picked up the tempo. Sweet rolled down Lily's body, but that just added to the allure. Her lips bit the side of Harrison's neck and he pushed his fingers up her anal cavity as he fucked her.

Their hands went all over each other's body and Harrison bent Lily, to the point where they almost flew hard into the ground fucking. He pulled up and thrust into her hard in mid air.

"Closer, closer, please tell me you're getting closer," Lily panted, whining practically in a rapid fire heat. Her body was on auto pilot and she craved Harry's release so badly that she could taste it. Her hand ensnared his bicep and he smiled at her.

"Oh, I'm pretty….fucking close," Harrison said, punctuating these two words. He could feel her velvety walls grow tighter around him and there was little time to really think. The rush of cum was about to be shot into her was making her hotter and hornier.

She was so wet that it wouldn't be too hard to slide effortlessly out of her and Har-Zod's balls throbbed as they were about ready to expel their hot sticky load inside her.

"Don't hold back, oh don't hold back, that's it," Lily panted, tightening her grip on him, in more ways than one.

A white hot fury went over both of them, as Harrison injected his seed into Lily. Lily came harder from her son cumming into her hard.

"Oh yeah, oh, that feels so good."

Harrison would have to agree as he relieved himself, shooting his hot seed directly into his mother's womb. Lily arched her back, panting, as she collapsed on his chest, but he was still inside her and there was a potential for him to get harder.

Getting her second wind, Lily grinned and Harrison was brought back to life.

After their sweaty fun ended, Lily wordlessly summoned their clothes. It was second nature to her to do something next.

"And now for a destination that is…..less appealing," Lily said, wrinkling her nose. "It's just beyond the hill…"

"So this is where Snape lived?" Harrison asked and he could see the rather prominent eye sore on the hill. That was not the only thing, he saw that there was enchantments around it.

Lily raised her eyebrows at the cottage, it looked a bit run down, even though the protections were held. "Oh, how quaint….still protected….."

"Well Snape is still alive….if one can call the state that he is in alive….."

Harrison watched his mother tear down the protections like they were tissue paper. They were gold, she was better, that was really the only thing that one could say about something like that. Lily smirked as she saw them fall down on three huge knocks.

"So, we're in, and it's safe," Lily said as she stood at the edge of the protections or what were the protections rather.

"So let's go?"

Lily did not need to take more than a dozen steps to find some evidence that Snape swiped some of her research from Godric's Hallow. She was rather calm but Harrison knew better than to say anything.

"So this is the proof that Snape's reputation is based on my work, for the most part," Lily said, as the green embers of her eyes flared quite dangerously. It was a journal and her hand writing was there clear as day.

"Why didn't Snape destroy that?"

"He's a sick man, he wanted a trophy to remind himself of me," Lily said, feeling her stomach turn in disgust. "But, I'll give him something to remember, something that he'll never forget for the rest of his miserable days."

Lily's aura started to pulse and Harrison was even slightly intimidated by it, which was saying a lot. He was intimidated by very little but he would have to admit that his mother had a scary aura about her.

Oracle had sent the report about the missing homeless in Gotham City. At first, Batman had put it on the backburner a little bit, given that the homeless has disappeared in Gotham City every single day. Therefore it wasn't really a news flash to him.

The Dark Knight dropped down and he looked around. There was something unsettling with what he saw but it was hard to put his finger on exactly what.

"There could be some smoke to this fire?"

"Are you sure you aren't being paranoid, sir?" Alfred questioned him and there was no answer from Batman. "With all due respect, the homeless vanish….."

"And no one notices and cares hardly, I know," Batman said, peering over the edge of the building. "And the gang violence against them has increased."

Easy targets by the superstitious and cowardly lot and people getting very territorial because of the gang wars going on, it was hard not to see why this was happening. Despite the fact that the GCPD did not really treat this matter seriously, Batman did and he was ready to stalk, like the avenger of the night that he was.

"So anything, yet….."

"Not yet, and it's troubling that nothing has shown up given that how prolific the reports have gotten," Batman said.

"Maybe they have proven their point, sir?" Alfred suggested and Batman nodded.

"Maybe, but doubtful," Batman said, dropping down to the ground and he could see some thugs moving around.

Batman stopped and he could see a group of gang members going against a homeless man, several of them. He could not believe what he was seeing and even the mysterious Batman saw something every now and again that caused him to pause and lean in more closely. There was a series of punches being traded and the homeless men gave as well as he received, backing off the gang member.

"You fucks, you want to be difficult, get the fuck away from our territory!" the thug yelled as he pulled a gun on the homeless men and pointed it at them. Now they looked a bit more fearful in the face.

"Don't know what got into them….SHIT….it's him!"

Batman dragged one of them into the shadows and threw a smoke pellet onto the ground. The choking smoke surrounded the alleyway.

The Dark Knight bounced off of the wall and he took one of the goons down with a sickening fury. Bouncing off once again, he sunk his fist into the chest of his enemy and bounced off, using his grapnel gun to take his enemy's legs out from underneath him.

The homeless men looked around, watching, as the Dark Knight was finishing the goons one at a time.

The gang dropped to the ground and he made sure that they were tied.

CRACK!

A punch knocked Batman in the ribs. Batman turned around and it took him a few seconds to register the homeless men that he protected from the gang members were now attacking him. He tried to fight them off, although they had two distinct advantages.

This was not something that Batman expected, with the gaggle of homeless men jumping on him just as he got here. And the fact that there was the sheer amount of numbers that jumped down on him.

Batman kicked, fought, and squirmed, trying to go against his adversaries but the numbers were overwhelming him. He needed to get the hire ground because there was a swarm of fists and feet bouncing onto him. He threw a canister of tear gas into the air, backing them off.

Then the gang members were in on the battle and Batman was fighting against them, it must have been tremendous odds, at least twenty or thirty on one. He didn't really have the ability to fight him off.

CRACK!

A sledgehammer nailed Batman in the side of his head, dropping him to his knees.

He began to fade from life but he saw the smiling face of Deacon Blackfire, as the good Deacon stood above him.

"Give him some room my friends, give him some room."

The Dark Knight faded, this face the last thing he saw before he blacked out.