Chapter Eighty-Two: Fall of Olympus Part One.

Chapter Eighty-Two: Fall of Olympus Part One.

It was the middle of January and it has been a fairly quiet month so far. That was if you can call the day to day life in Gotham City quiet. One could argue that it was pretty quiet in the sense that nothing entirely earth shattering had happened. No major players have either died or made any moves.

That fact might not have been the best news in the world though. There was almost a quiet before the storm quality. It did gave the various factions time to lick their wounds and wait to see who would make the next move right now.

The trips with Harry and his girls went off without a hitch. Both the yearly trip to Themyscira in between Christmas and New Year's Day was nice. Then there was the trip they took to Black Island, a trip where a bunch of girls not on the bond joined in with them. There was a great deal of fun to be had and everyone came back more relaxed with an extremely nice tan.

Now, they were back on drab and dreary Gotham City in the middle of winter, which was a shocking blast back to reality.

'So what are we doing again?' Jaime asked. She was dressed up as Talon and it was later in the evening in Gotham City. She dropped down onto the rooftop and prepared to get the answers to this question.

She turned to Harry, who was dressed up as Nightwing. 'Investigating the bombing of the Shipping Center. You know, the subsidiary of Wayne Enterprises?'

'Right…..but it's been a month since it happened,' Jaime thought. Harry turned towards her with a narrowed eye glare.

'The nature of the crime seems so pretty random,' Harry replied. Jaime nodded her head up and down in surprise. 'That's been bugging me and the Roman isn't the type to pick his targets at random.'

'So the fact this particular location of all places has been targeted has made you pretty curious?' Jaime asked him.

'Exactly,' Harry answered in response. 'Would have done it sooner, but things got pretty hectic and security at this place is pretty tight.'

It went without saying that now things calmed down a little bit, they had a chance to look into things without too much trouble. That's what they did, with Nightwing and Talon scouting the place so they didn't go in blind.

"I would have hacked into the security system," Oracle piped in through the communication network. "But we've got a slight problem with that."

"Yeah, the security office got annihilated in the blast, I know," Nightwing replied. "So that's not really an option."

"Which really sucks," Oracle put bluntly. "We can't really access any digital records because they ended up getting wiped out in the blast."

"Electro-Magnetic pulses, aren't they a bitch?" Talon asked.

"I know, tell me about it," Oracle agreed. That was making things far harder on themselves then things really needed to be.

The good news is that Nightwing and Talon were able to figure out the pattern the guards were taking and it was a pretty basic one.

'They seem like they're pretty complacent as a result of nothing really happening,' Kara thought.

'It does seem like they're falling into a set routine,' Karen answered. There were more than a few girls that piped in through the bond that agreed with that fact.

The two of them saw the opening and they took it to slip into the warehouse area of the shipping center, to the point where they can look into the records easily.

In particular, they wanted to look at the shipping records of two particular companies. Those were two names that jumped up, both being Janus Cosmetics and AmerTek.

'What are you looking for?' Jaime asked with a frown.

'Not quite certain, but those two companies jump out when I was looking at the shipping manifest,' Harry thought.

Talon was only half confused with what she heard. 'Obvious with Janus Cosmetics, because it's owned by Black Mask, but this is the first time that I heard of AmerTek.'

'Not really surprising, it's all the smaller end of the spectrum,' Harry explained. 'It does a lot of private contractor work for the military.'

Harry smiled and added something else. 'You might not have heard the company, but you heard of the owner.'

'It belongs to Luthor, doesn't it?' Jaime thought. She figured that someone like that would be a cause of concern.

'Not exactly, pretty close, in about the same social circles though,' Harry thought. Jaime looked at him with a quizzical look dancing through her eyes. She wondered exactly what Harry was driving at. 'His name is Morgan Edge.'

Morgan Edge was well known by many as a successful Media Mogul to the world at large.

'As in Metropolis's answer to Ted Turner, Morgan Edge?' Karen asked.

'Yes, that guy, only minus the wrestling company and the environmentally friendly PSA cartoon,' Harry confirmed.

'He's presented himself as a Media Mogul to the world at large, but he's been working on some other things, apparently,' Dinah thought. 'There have been a lot of rumors that he has been involved in some of the seedier elements of society.'

'Nothing has been proven and everything is pretty circumstantial for now,' Harry thought.

'So, it's not really common knowledge, is it?' Jaime asked. Harry turned towards her and shook his head.

'No, not common knowledge, and you have to dig pretty deep to find the information and call in a couple of favors if you want to find out,' Harry thought.

'Which you did,' Kara replied.

'Which I did,' Harry agreed. It was at this point that they reached the shipping containers.

Harry crouched down and prepared to pick the lock. That was stopped by Jaime waving her hand and a soft click coming up. The lock flung open a moment later, and Jaime stood there with a grin.

In this particular instance, the crates appear to be nothing more than women's make up that's being shipped out through the city. That was completely useless, so they closed it. The next container yielded man of the same results, although it was the chemicals used to make the makeup. The chemical analyzer inside their masks confirmed that simple fact.

They moved from those containers towards the ones belong to AmerTek, or they would if they didn't have to hop to the rafters briefly to avoid a passing patrol on the way.

'It might be a bit harder accessing these containers than the other ones,' Harry commented. The duo dropped down from the rafters.

'Maybe,' Jaime admitted. She waved her hand and her little electrical charge trick worked on these supposed state of the art locks as well.

'Show up,' Harry grumbled towards her. She just flashed him with another cheeky grin, but that stopped when they saw the cargo that they had to deal with.

They weren't too surprised to see guns not too unlike the ones used by Maroni's men. These seemed to be slightly more advanced models of the same weapons.

Harry scanned the container carefully and found what he was looking for. He picked up the manifest and read it.

'It says here that it was sent from Gotham to Metropolis by one Bruno Mannheim,' Harry thought. This proved to be pretty compelling evidence that Bruno might be in bed with Edge. Harry hung his arms by his waist and sighed. 'I guess we have been neglecting things in Metropolis more than we should.'

'Things haven't been quite as bad as they were in Gotham,' Amanda admitted. She frowned in response. 'But it still is something worth taking a closer look at. There is something really rotten in the state of Denmark.'

'Isn't Denmark a country?' Emily asked innocently.

'Stop sounding like one of my fan fiction reviewers,' Amanda snapped a bit shortly.

Harry shook his head and walked over. He knew better to leave an arsenal like this lying around, because there was a pretty decent chance that it just might fall into the wrong hands. Harry and Jaime rigged up a fairly powerful EMP charge.

It was set to go off shortly after they leave the building. It was going to fry the weapons along with any surprises that might be nearby.

It was ten-thirty the next morning. Two older gentlemen in their early fifties stood in line inside of the Gotham City Museum. Both men were dressed rather stylishly, with older style casual suits that have been tailored to fit both of their tall and rather thin frames quite nicely. The first gentleman wore an eggshell white suit and was of Caucasian descent with his brown hair stylishly cut and a well trimmed mustache. The most distinctive thing about him was that he boasted of a larger cranium that usual.

The second gentleman wore a midnight black suit and was of Asian descent. That appeared to be more prevalent by the style of that he wore his mustache.

At first glance, it seemed as if that there was no relationship whatsoever between these two men, but looking at them more closely, one would be able to pick up the similar features the two of them share.

The man wearing the eggshell white suit went by the name of Edgar Prince, but he was also known underneath the codename Egghead. The next man was his cousin Chang Tzu, who was underneath the codename Egg-Fu.

Collectively, both dubbed themselves as the genius Masterminds of Crime, and they were frequent enemies of the Justice Society of American in the Nineteen Sixties and to a lesser extent the early Nineteen seventies. They disappeared into retirement earlier in the decade.

The reason why the dastardly duo was here should be very obvious.

"An obscenely rich collector is displaying his priceless collection throughout the country on a whirlwind tour," Edgar recited. His grin grew pretty wicked and also extremely calculating. "And it just happened that he took a stop in Gotham City."

It normally wouldn't be enough to draw the two out of retirement.

"And normally, it wouldn't be something for us to take notice, but his priceless collection of Faberge Eggs are on display," Chang whispered. His excitement boiled from the tip of his tongue.

"Yes, our comfortable retirement can become even more comfortable if we acquire one particular item of interest," Edgar said, taking care to keep his voice down. "The Crysal Egg of Y'ggphu-Soggoth is intriguing."

"Although some think of it as a way to open up a gateway to another dimension," Chang replied. Edgar turned towards him and smiled.

"If it were only to be true, but I have my doubts," Edgar commented. He chuckled lightly. "Regardless, this is the type of opportunity that we would be fools not to eggspolit."

The World's Foremost Criminal Masterminds scoped out the collection, to ascertain the validity of the rumor the Crystal Egg is part of the collection. A tour of the museum seemed to be the order.

Edgar's smile grew wicked. It was just as he suspected, the egg was there.

The two of them nearly ran into a young woman. The gentlemen they were, they backed off. Prince cleared his throat when he looked at the woman.

"Excuse me, miss," Edgar answered. The woman turned towards her. She appeared to be distracted for some reason. "I was just admiring that particular display over there, and if I can ask you a few questions regarding it, Miss….."

"Curator Margaret Sorrow," she commented in a crisp voice. "It just came in on its tour, but it will only be here for a couple of weeks. The collector was insistent that the security would be tight."

"Yes, I'm sure that he was insistent, and I'm certain that he was insistent that the Museum would put their tightest security on this particular object," Prince commented very lightly. That caused Sorrow to look at Prince. "Well, something that shiny, it will be bound to attract attention."

"Yes, so shiny and a lot of attention," Sorrow said, her eyes shifting towards the egg.

"So the security is around the clock," Chang popped up.

"Yes, yes, around the clock," Sorrow whispered. The glint of the egg attracted her eye.

"And I'm certain that anyone who tried to tamper with the display will attract any guards soon, wouldn't they?" Edgar asked.

"Mmm, hmmm," Sorrow whispered, sounding a bit distracted.

"And there's a guard sitting right about there at all times, isn't there?" Edgar asked. Sorrow nodded. "Good man, he should keep a close eye on the prize. It would be a shame if he dropped the ball because the guard might be the best and only line of defense at night."

There was far going on here that met the eye, although everyone seemed too distracted by the egg to figure out that point.

The sound stage was buzzing and there was applause. The rumors were all true and she was in Gotham City.

"And now, for the first time, live in Gotham City, it's the Juno Jones show."

The camera cut into a rather stylishly dressed Juno. She smiled when she greeted the audience. The applause died down enough to hear herself thing.

"A lot of people are asking me, why did I make the move to Gotham City?" Juno replied. She smiled. "That's a pretty fair question, but you know how well my last appearance in this city went. And on top of that, Gotham is poised to become something excitement in the near future."

There was more applause from the studio audience. Juno picked up a big cup of coffee and she sipped it with a slight on her face.

"Some of the best and brightest in the city have made their homes in Gotham City," Juno continued. "People who are known to the world have called Gotham City their home. Individuals like Bruce Wayne, Harry Potter, and Alexandria Luthor. They are the future and they have made Gotham their home in recent years. And I feel like I would be doing the world at large a disservice if I wasn't here in the midst of the action. So for the near future, my show will be based and live right out of Gotham City."

That explanation was out of the way.

"And now, on that note, I bring you one of my most requested guests, back to more," Juno answered. "You all wanted him, I've seen your letters, your e-mails, and I've heard your calls. When are you going to get Harry Potter back on? Well, today, we have him on this program."

The audience of the Juno Jones show had been clamoring for Harry to make his long awaited return since his previous appearance on the show in November when the Red Sun was launched.

She took a brief moment to recap all of Harry's accomplishments.

"For long time viewers, you know that, but he's added a fourth doctorate to his list and stands to add a fifth to that list before the end of the year," Juno said. She bounced up and down, beaming practically in excitement. "And his contributions to various charities, with a focus on women and children speak for themselves."

Juno drew in a deep breath and smiled.

"The creation of the Red Sun, while a team effort, is one of the hottest items on the market,' Juno continued. "And he's one of America's newest billionaires, having recouped his company's initial investment on its creation with the Red Sun. I can go on all day, and I need a special extended broadcast to even scratch the surface of all this man has done. But let's bring him out right now, Doctor Harry Potter, ladies and gentlemen!"

The applause was deafening when Harry made his way out onto the stage, dressed to thrill in a custom made suit that fit him like a glove. He also wore an extremely stylish pair of glasses that his twin sisters got him for Christmas. The handsome watch was what Kara bought him. The crowd continued to go wild and there was a standing ovation.

'You think that the Beatles landed in America all over again,' Lily piped in over the bond link.

'No this is more insane,' Rose agreed and there was a lot of agreement with that for sure.

Juno appeared to be just as enthusiastic about Harry's arrival as her audience was. She greeted him when he came onto the stage with a huge hug. He returned the hug and leaned forward to give her a kiss on the cheek.

The two of them sat down. Harry turned to Juno. "Maybe if we go to a commercial, they'll be mostly calmed down."

It appeared that Juno was going to have a chance to speak. She gave her audience a chance to calm down, but they continued to applaud over and over again.

"You know what, my director is telling me that we should go to commercial, so we'll be right back with Doctor Harry Potter, if I can even hear myself think," Juno said with mirth dancing in her eyes.

The cameras went off and they went to commercial. Harry leaned towards Juno and smiled. "So, how are you adjusting to Gotham City? It can be a bit of a learning curve living here."

"Yes, I know," Juno replied. She shook her head in bemusement. "It's been fine so far, the Studio has sprung for some pretty heavy duty security for me, and I have to admit, it's a bit stifling."

"Well, they want to make sure no one takes offense to you and tries to take you out," Harry commented. Juno smiled, and shook her head. "If you'd like, I give you a tour, I know the city pretty well, both the good and the bad."

"I'd like that," she commented. Juno paused and lightly snapped her fingers when she realized something. "That reminds me, I need an escort for the opening of the new Club belonging to Maxmillion Zeus. That is if you're interested."

"Yes, I would be interested," Harry said.

Juno beamed at him and leaned in towards him, giving him a slight kiss on the cheek.

No sooner she did that to Harry, they came back from the commercial. Juno turned back into her professional mode and looked forward.

"Now, we're back," Juno said. "And, for those of you just tuning in, we have the return of one of our most requested guests, Doctor Harry Potter. After we scratched the surface this past November, I've been wanting to do for a long time. The most important question is, how are you doing?"

Harry gave her a brisk smile and leaned towards her, looking straight into her eyes. "To answer your question, I'm doing pretty well. I just got back from a really long vacation."

"Far away from Gotham, given the state of your tan," Juno said. She looked over Harry approvingly. "And we understand that your mother is doing a lot of work with the gifted due to the Shining Light Organization that she and your aunt founded."

"My mother spent several years of her adult life in a coma," Harry informed them. Juno raised her eyebrow. "And her recovery can only be classified as a miracle. She has decided to make the most of this second chance to give back to the world."

"And that is a quality that you have inherited," Juno added. "Your work with various charities have focused on children and women. And speaking of women, rumors have linked you to several prominent female members of Gotham City society…."

Harry addressed the rumors. He gave enough information to not seem evasive, but at the same time, he gave so little information that people would be frustrated. The two of them launched into a nice little conversation and that made for an extremely enthralling exchange for the people watching. Given that Harry Potter gave so few public interviews, he was a bit of an enigma.

'And somehow, this might end up raising more questions than it does answers,' Jaime piped in through the bond link.

'That's just the nature of how things go, I think,' Harry replied. She nodded her head eagerly and cast a brief smile.

'Indeed,' Jaime thought to him.

"And now, we have something that will be of interest," Juno said. "Rumors of the Red Sun Eclipse have been running wild, along with the fact that it's coming out of March of this year."

The audience went wild about that point, as Harry turned to address those rumors as only he could.

The interview was long over and it was around six or so that evening. Diana and Harry pulled up to the curb in front of the Sandsmark residence. In this particular case, it was a rather small house where Helena lived with Cassie.

Harry was there to pick up Helena for a date, while Diana offered to babysit Cassie while her mother was out for the night. Her usual babysitter ended up flacking out for some reason. They weren't quite sure why she did. Helena left her a message, but the woman never responded back.

Rather than have them cancel the date, Diana offered to fill in instead.

"So, what did you think of the interview earlier?" Harry asked.

Diana smiled; she wondered when they would get around to that topic. They had been dancing around on that soon.

"It went fine, I think, I honestly thought that you weren't going to get to the interview in the midst of all of that applause," Diana said. She closed her eyes. "I don't know, Juno reminds me of someone."

"Who?" Harry asked with interest. He wondered what triggered that particular thought in Diana's mind.

Diana inclined her head and shook her head. "I'm not sure, and I think that's the point."

Diana figured that they would find out everything about Juno Jones before too long. She decided that it was best to shift subjects to something else entirely.

"So, what are your plans for tonight?" Diana asked.

"As you know, this isn't the first time that Helena and I have been out on a date," Harry replied. Diana nodded as well.

"Yes, it's the fifth, but things are going pretty steadily," Diana said. They slowed down their walk so they could prolong their conversation before they could get inside. "She is a bit gun-shy after her whirlwind romance with Cassie's father and her disastrous dating experience."

"I know, she keeps telling me, and she keeps apologizing for it," Harry said, his lips curling into a momentary smile. "I'm taking her out for dinner and then play it from ear for there. After that, we can go and see a movie or go clubbing or something like that."

"Well that's something," Diana agreed. She figured that the sky would be the limit. "You know, Gotham is a lot like Vegas. Perhaps a bit dirtier, but…..the similarities are obvious."

Harry would have to agree. He walked towards the door and hit the doorbell.

There was an excited sound of footsteps on the other side of the door, and Cassie swung the door open. "Oh my, you're here, I really can't believe it, I saw you on the Tv today, and that's all that anyone is talking about. That must have been exciting, to be with Juno Jones, and the entire world was watching. I thought that people would never stop clapping for you."

Cassie rattled on a mile a moment. Diana looked at her, in bemusement. Harry smiled. He was used to his sisters when they were younger, although a bit older than Cassie was.

'I will confirm that those two were about as bad at that age,' Rose commented. She ignored the glares from Amanda and Emily that they were giving her through the bond link.

"And I can't believe that you're coming here to babysit me, that's going to be so awesome," Cassie said, finally turning her attention to Diana. She looked up at the woman, both figuratively and literally. She stared into her eyes. "And you're really early, which is fine, but Mom's getting ready. Well maybe not too early, but I mean, Mom is taking forever to get ready, so she's not ready that."

Cassie finally ran out of steam. Harry thought that Helena would have been finished by now. Cassie sank down on the couch.

"So, how is school going for you?" Harry asked.

Cassie frowned and thought about it. "Oh, it's good, even though my teacher gave me way too much homework. And she got something wrong in class and she got upset that I corrected her."

"Cassie, just a word of advice, people in authority don't take too kindly to getting corrected," Diana replied. "Although, you might have been a bit more tactful."

Cassie shook her head. She was tactful right until the teacher started to be a bit snooty with her. Then Cassie got snooty back and it was just then going back and forth with how snooty they were.

Helena joined them instantly, she was dressed casually, but the clothes fit her frame quite nicely.

"You look beautiful, Helena," Harry said, greeting her with a smile. Helena turned towards him, corking her eyebrow when she stared at him.

"She does," Diana agreed.

"Thank you, Harry, you look quite nice yourself," Helena said. Cassie turned away, pulling a slight face. "Cassie, you keep that up, and your face will freeze like that."

She walked over to her daughter. She bent down to look her in the eyes.

"You behave for Diana now, alright," Helena said. There was a brief glint of warning flashing through her eyes when she looked at Cassie.

Cassie folded her arms and sighed. "Don't worry, I will."

"Good night, Cassie," Harry said. "Good night, Diana."

Diana kissed Harry goodbye and Harry walked out of the door with her and made their way to the SUV that Harry drove during the winter months of the year.

"So, how's work been?" Harry asked. It had been a week since they had last had a chance to really talk.

"It's been a zoo since the tour has arrived," Helena replied. She shrugged her shoulders. Harry opened up the passenger's door and helped her inside. "Everyone and their mother have been wanting to check out this rich guy's collection. But, at least my own exhibits get some traffic as a result."

The two of them were inside with Harry starting up the car. Helena frowned when she placed her hand on her face after buckling up.

"Not sure if that's a good thing, but Professor McElroy is lapping up the attention though," Helena said. She looked torn between being amused and slightly irritated.

Harry laughed softly at what she was saying.

"Isn't any attention at this point a good thing?" Harry asked her. "After all, your own exhibit is going to be opening soon and seeing that part of the museum is under construction for it, it's bound to make people curious about what's going to be in there."

"Hmmm," Helena muttered in response. "I suppose that there's both positive and negatives to both approaches. I'd really prefer that people would come because they want to come by and learn how the past effects the present."

Helena collected her thoughts.

"Others like Margaret and some of the Board of Directors, they disagree," Helena added. "They want people to come because of more publicity and word of mouth. It leads to increased interest which will lead to increased donations and funding. And it's all extremely political and quite frankly, I hate it."

Harry listened to Helena. He had a feeling that this was a rant that she wanted to get off her chest for a very long time. Being the sympathetic ear that he was, he let her do so.

"I'm really glad that you and Hippolyta are funding the next expedition," Helena said. Harry reached off to the side and squeezed her hand.

"If you'd like, I'm happy to help," Harry told her. Helena's eyes edged towards them. "I was talking to Diana earlier, and we can join you on the trip if you're interested in having company. And I know someone else who is familiar with the area who might be willing to lend is expertise."

She blinked in response and shook her head to clear it. Helena paused to consider what Harry offered her after an extremely long beat. She smiled when she thought about it.

"You know, I'd really enjoy having the company," Helena answered. "Professor McElroy is coming along, but it might be nice to have two, or is it three, others along?"

Their conversation was wrapping up when they pulled into the parking lot for the restaurant. The two of them got out of the SUV and from there, they headed into the lobby.

They ran head long into Maxie Zeus, who owned the place in question that they were eating at. His eyes narrowed briefly when he looked at them, before he spoke.

"What are you two doing here?" he asked them. His eyes narrowed when he looked over them.

"Doctor Potter and I are out on the date," Helena told him.

Maxie's eyes shifted for a moment. An eagle eyed person could pick up on the rage that was about ready to fill them.

"Well, enjoy your dinner, I have places to be," Maxie commented. His tone was of forced politeness.

Harry waited until he was completely out of sight. There was something unsettling about Maxie Zeus but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Later in the evening, Edgar Prince and Chang Tzu returned to the museum and strolled through it like they practically owned the place. They broke in in order to get their hands on the Crystal Egg of Y'ggphu-Soggoth, along with the rest of the Faberge Egg collection.

They might as well get them all at the same time if they're here.

"Yes, this is an opportunity that we need to take, and we should eggstract the entire collection," Prince replied. "It never hurts to be eggficient and eggfective."

Tzu nodded in response, too used to his cousin's odd verbal tic with certain words to really care all that much. The duo arrived at the location of the display. All they needed to do was turn the corner and it would be right in front of them.

Chang and Edgar pressed themselves against the wall. Just as expected, there were two security guards standing next to the display. They were well armed and alert. That wasn't going to stop Prince and Tzu from getting their hands on what they came to get.

Edgar reached down into a satchel off to his side and pulled out two orbs. He crouched low to the ground and rolled them across the room like he wound a bowling ball.

The moment the orbs came near the two guards, the busted open and a great deal of gas poured out. It knocked out the guards instantly.

The two cousins exchanged one of those looks of smug superiority as they sauntered inside the room without a care in the world.

Chang Tzu decided to give his contribution to this criminal caper. He pulled out a technological device of his own creation to disable and disarm the security system that restricted the access to the Crystal egg, along with the Faberge eggs.

Prince stepped forward with a container in his hand. He carefully placed all of the eggs into a crystal container. It resembled a carton that you would expect to find a dozen eggs within.

When he is doing that, Chang Tzu reached over towards the Crystal Egg. A gleeful expression spread over his face when he slowly lifted up the egg. It flashed underneath the light and caused an electrical tingle to roll up his spine.

"It's real," Chang whispered in excitement.

Edgar's eyes shifted over and he really smiled. He pulled out a separate container to contain the egg and to hold it safely.

Their goal was completed and their ill-gotten gains were well in hand, two men turned to leave the building.

"Gotham City has a lot of so called do gooders, even more since the glory days of the original Black Canary," Edgar replied. "The new one appears to be quite as fetching as the original model is."

"And there is Batman and Nightwing as well," Chang answered him. "They would have to be a civilian identity that has great means to fund their expeditions."

"Do you think that the rumors that Doctor Harry Potter is Batman to hold any merit?" Edgar asked. He gave a shifty smile. "Naturally, it could be only as I can eggspect, that Harry Potter is Batman and his cousin Alexandra is Nightwing. So it is a family operation."

"In some instances, Nightwing has been reported to be a male though," Chang reminded them.

Edgar inclined his head downwards and nodded. "Yes, that does put a flaw in the theory. There is one piece missing to the puzzle though."

Before they could expand on this conversation any further, a figure attacked both of them. Edgar and Chang were knocked down instantly.

"MY SHINY!"

Magpie scooped up the collection and rushed into the darkness with the collections.

"That wench has stolen our rightfully earned gains," Edgar said through gritted teeth. Both of them were caught off guard, otherwise they wouldn't have been attacked by such an outlandishly dressed figure.

Chang got to his feet, and shook his head. To say this wasn't over would be putting things mildly.

Maximilian "Maxie" Zeus was in a towering temper when she made her way up towards the top of his new rooftop Club Olympus in an extremely towering and exceedingly foul temper. He found out that his 'Hera" otherwise known to the mortal world as Helena Sandsmark was dating Harry Potter.

The club was not open just yet, but it promised to be quite the occasion when it did. Zeus's eyes flashed with anger. He couldn't fully enjoy the three hundred and sixty view that his new night club offered.

A couple of his lackies look at him. One of the braver, or perhaps more stupid, lackeys stared at him. "What's the matter boss?"

Zeus turned towards the lackey, his lips curling into a sneer when he looked at the man. The lackey backed off a slight bit and his breathing grew heavier.

"I stand on the top of New Olympus, looking down at all of the mortals down there, all will pay tribute to Zeus," Maxie said. "But I must have my queen by my side and she must rule with me. Hades comes up from beneath and snatches what is truthfully mine. She belongs to me. And now I have concrete proof that he is flaunting it. He will be smited under my power."

The other lackeys wished that this first one didn't nudge the sleeping dragon. Their boss paid well, but it was not worth it.

He could not go too far, while his current female companion approached him. She had dark hair and alluring eyes. She wore a nice toga that wrapped around her fit body. She wore sandals and had her hair done it. She looked to be old enough to be Zeus's daughter.

"Calm yourself Maxie, you can have all of this, but you need to calm down."

A calming effect washed over his mind. She smiled.

"Now relax and let the images of all of this being yours," she whispered. She stroked his cheek calmly. "All of this can be yours."

Lorelei Circe, better known as the Siren, was one of the most persistent enemies of the Justice Society of America. The Black Canary was her personal arch nemesis. Both of those women were gone, but there was a new Siren, just like there was a new Black Canary. Lorelei was named after her mother.

She could use her powers so that Maxie can think calmly, enough to help her fulfill her goals. And if he fulfilled his, that was fine, but she honestly didn't care about that.

"You need to kidnap her, undo the brainwashing that has caused her to lose her way," Lorelei whispered in his ear. Her soothing voice continued to wash over his mind. "Zeus needs his Hera, but I require a favor of you"

"If you give me this favor, then you will have my blessing for anything that you wish," Maxie said. He shook his head and he was in a calm mood.

"I should get Apollo," Lorelei said. She caused Zeus's mind to swim over with numerous thoughts.

She had observed Harry Potter just like the rest of the world. She observed that he shined brightly in the sun. Lorelei thought that the young man was adequate enough compensation for having deal with Maxie's boorish behavior.

A group of Maxie's goons entered before this conversation could go any further. They left the elevator carrying a long thin crate that was about as tall as Maxie was, although it stopped short of his shoulder.

"We've got it, boss," one of the men said proudly.

"Good!" Maxie bellowed in his booming voice.

He stepped over and watched his goons place the crate down on the table. He held out his hand and was handed a crowbar. Maxie held the crowbar in his hand and pried the lid off of the box.

The box pried open and his eyes widened eagerly at the sight of what was inside the box. It was a spear with a wavy head that was shaped not too unlike a lightning bolt.

"What the hell is that supposed to be?" one of the goons asked.

"It's an artifact of great power beyond the comprehension of mortals like you," Maxie replied in his usual bold voice. He removed it from the box and examined it. "It is known as the Thunderbolt of Zeus, which was used to rule Olympus in the past. Now it is in my possession once more, there's nothing that will stop me from ascending to my proper place as the King of the Gods."

"You really don't believe that, do you?" one of the thugs asked. The other thugs stepped back from him like he had contracted leprosy.

All Maxie did was point the spear in the direction of the thug. An electrical hum cracked through the air and a lightning bolt shot through the air to disintegrate the nonbeliever where he stood.

Not even the most hardened skeptics could argue with those results.

Helena Sandsmark thought that the date went rather well as far as she was concerned. It was a rather nice night and she hoped that it could end.

Her date and her relationship with Harry was both going as well as one could expect. She wondered if it would be best for her to take the plunge. The two of them right now stood in the midst of an elevator that led their way to an apartment that Harry owned.

She wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and leaned in towards them. She decided to take the plunge, over a decade of sexual frustration boiling into her.

Harry was almost caught off guard from Helena's passionate actions. He wasn't going to deny her, not at this time. The two of them were in the midst of an extremely passionate makeout session. She tried to shove her tongue down his throat.

He reached around and firmly gripped her ass. She wrapped her legs around him and she rubbed her crotch against his groin.

A loud ding echoed and Helena pulled away. She looked completely breathless and she smiled.

"Let's continue this elsewhere," Harry whispered to her. Helena nodded.

She was about ready to lead Harry to the apartment, but there was one problem. The frustration flowed through Helena's mind and she curled her fists up in frustration.

"What is it?" Harry asked her. Helena turned towards him.

"I'm not sure exactly where your apartment is here," Helena said. She sounded extremely embarrassed for obvious reasons.

Harry chuckled in amusement and led her down the hallway. To be fair, this was not an apartment that he used all that often.

The door swung open and not a second too soon. Helena shut the door once again and pounced him one more time.

The two of them settled back down onto a nearby couch. It was obvious that they were not going to make it into a bedroom right now.

Harry's hand snaked up her skirt and reached closer down to the paradise. Helena slid back slightly and allowed him access.

Harry pulled her panties back and pushed his fingers into her. Helena moaned loudly when his talented fingers entered her. He pumped in and out of her. She breathed heavily and bit down on her lip when she grinded against his fingers.

"Taste yourself," Harry ordered her.

He pushed the fingers into her mouth and she wrapped her lips around him. Helena sucked on his fingers and used her hands to remove his shirt.

She gave him a series of sloppy kisses down his chest. Helena Sandsmark slowly kissed down his abs and left some saliva.

Helena undid his belt and tore his pants off. Harry had to be extremely interested by her passions. She grabbed his cock when she pulled off her underwear.

She closed her eyes and she slammed her hips down onto his throbbing tool. Helena grinded herself down onto him. The woman spread down her legs. Harry reached around and she cupped her ass from behind.

Harry ripped open her blouse and then tore her bra off. Helena moaned when Harry's tongue lavished her breasts.

Helena's tightness hugged around his throbbing cock. Harry reached around her and pushed his finger into her ass, teasing her.

"Oh, you know what I like," Helena said. Her love box tightened around him when she fucked him furiously.

All of the pent up sexual frustration boiled through her hips. Her walls closed around him when she bounced up and down on him. Helena's arms wrapped around Harry's neck when she fucked her way down onto his pole, her hips clamped down upon him. The woman's eyes glazed over when she came her way down onto his tool and bounced even higher down onto him. She clenched him.

Helena allowed herself to come to an orgasm. When she was done, she pulled off of him. She got on her hands and knees on the couch.

"Fuck me, fuck me from behind," Helena begged him.

Harry leaned towards him and kissed her on the back of the neck. That caused shivers to blow down her spine. Harry ran his hands all over her body.

He slowly slid into her when he got her body excited. Harry touched her breasts. He slowly rolled his thumbs over her nipples.

"Take me, take me, harder!" she begged him. Harry placed his hands on her and agreed with her.

"You've wanted this for a very long time, I can tell," Harry grunted. He touched her nipples, barely. His fingers brushed against them and really got her squealing at the merest touch that she had with her.

Helena's hips closed around him and Harry plowed into her womanhood extremely hard from behind. His balls bounced against her. Helena grabbed onto the side of the bed and felt his manhood slide deep into her.

She bit down on her lip hard and Helena closed her eyes. Her breathing increased when Harry plowed into her from behind.

"Here it comes," Harry whispered to her after some time.

Harry played with her swinging tits and that caused her moaning to increase. He toyed with her nipples and plowed into her from behind.

His balls tightened. Harry plowed into her from behind. He spurted a load of cum into her body. Helena grabbed onto the side of the bedsheets and reared her head back when she moaned. Harry's hands brushed against the underside of her nipples when he kept firing into her from behind.

A large dosage of cum entered into her body from behind. Harry planted his seed into her body, splattering the inside of her walls.

Helena collapsed. Harry pressed his mouth against her and cradled her, before bringing her up to the bedroom.

The moment that the two of them were in the bedroom, Helena started to stroke his cock slowly and lovingly with her hand.

"You want more, don't you?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Helena whispered. She wanted more and she spread her legs for him. "I want more, please take him."

Harry placed his hands on either side of her hips when he hovered over her. Helena's pussy ached for him and she wanted nothing but his cock. Her hips rose up to meet the edge of his throbbing head.

He slid into her again after touching and playing with her body. Harry stepped back and looked at her body.

Her dark hair hung down her face, framing it quite beautifully. Her pouty lips curled into a smile of pleasure. She kept herself into good shape, with a pair of nice breasts with erect nipples, a fit stomach, and a wet pussy with a patch of dark hair. She had shapely legs and a nice ass.

"Make love to me, Harry," Helena begged him.

He started at the tip of her ear and slowly kissed down the side of her neck. He toyed with her breasts and got her driving wild.

Helena felt his hot lips going down her body. He was between her legs. Helena lifted her hips up and closed her eyes. She felt Harry's hot breath get even closer to her. Her womanhood dripped with the thoughts of pleasure. He ran his hand down her thighs.

"I want you inside me," Helena begged him.

"It feels really good to be inside you."

Harry slid into her and Helena lifted her hips up. She felt Harry's cock rest between her slick walls.

"So, tight, so juicy," Harry grunted.

"Your bigger than anything else that's been inside me," Helena whispered. She wrapped her legs around him when he pumped into her. She matched his movements. "More satisfying, you know….oh god."

She was really sensitive right there. Harry knew it and toyed with that spot. Helena's chest rose and fell when Harry kept working her over.

Helena's wet walls clenched around him when Harry continued to work into her. His thrusts were slow and long. He could slow them down and speed them up just as much as her hips slid down around him. Harry planted his manhood deep into her and caused her nerve endings to tingle with desire.

The two of them continued their sweaty and sticky fun. Harry pushed into her. He held back her orgasm a little bit, allowing it to flow when he was ready to get to his feet.

Helena felt a fucking great orgasm. It was beyond all words how good this felt. He played with her breasts and that got her moaning wild.

Another orgasm rocked her body next and a third. There might have been several miniature ones.

Helena got herself a second wind. She might feel sore and tired when the adrenaline wore off. It was really work it to be honest. Her walls clenched around him

She didn't worry about Harry cumming in her. She knew how this night was likely to end, so she took steps to prevent any surprises.

Harry pumped into her from above. The load in his balls were about to burst. He closed his eyes and planted into her.

Harry's balls erupted and launched a load of cum into her. Helena lifted her hips up and allowed Harry to finish into her. Her walls caressed him and she pumped him in response.

The two of them rested in their juices, they felt extremely satisfied and things were good, great even.