"Well that's a fine way to welcome us to an entirely new world," Kara said, her arms pressed against her side and her eyes widened, annoyance spreading through them. The blonde female could see these armored guards surrounded them, a second wave of them.

"They're really going to try again aren't they?"

"I'm afraid so…"

It was the giant robot that caused Kara's mind to snap forward and her mouth to hang open. To say the least, the blonde was awestruck for a second but only a second. Her eyes followed the progress of the robot that ambled forward and her heart beat against her chest as she watched it.

"Error, cannot identify."

Kara was not going to wait around waiting for this machine to identify her. The blonde closed her eyes, her hair flowing quite nicely in her face and she shot up like a cork, smashing through the robot.

The blonde flew through the robot, ripping through it. She dealt with robots a time or two before, but this was the biggest one.

Kara dropped to the ground, her body saturated in oil, which slowly dripped down her skin tight costume, which became even more skin tight given how wet it had become. The blonde looked around.

'Another robot, no problem,' Kara thought, cracking her knuckles. She threw her arm back and smashed it against the robot as hard as she could manage, causing it to back off.

That might have bruised a normal person's knuckles but Kara just gritted her teeth and pressed herself onwards.

She could see Kal take out another robot with a powerful blast of heat vision.

The MRD backed off, the fact was that these two were making mince-meat out of their Sentinels, the things that they build to take down powerful mutants. But for some reason, the Sentinels were confused by the presence of these two and they were being reduced to scrap metal.

"We better send for back up….."

Kara snatched the radio out of the hand of the commander and crushed it like a pile of metal in her hand. The blonde dropped it onto the ground.

"I don't think so," Kara said, her eyes glowing with fury and the man just barely dodged her attack. Of course she wasn't going to really fry him, at least not intentionally.

Kal turned to Kara, catching her eye and it seemed like reality distorted around them.

Kara blinked, several times in quick succession. The blonde looked around, unable to piece together what was going on. Her mouth hung open and there was one statement that slowly fell from it.

"Okay, who hit the pause button on time?"

Kal flew open but there was only so far that he could go before an invisible barrier hit him and smacked him back down.

The two of them were pulled into what seemed to be another plane of existence.

"I think we're about to find out answers as to why we were brought here," Kara said, and Kal raised his eyebrow. Kara shrugged. "I could be wrong but that's just a hunch that I have."

"Well your hunches are pretty spot on a lot of the time," Kal suggested and he waited to see what was going to go on now.

He had his answer, with the glowing fire that appeared above the top of his head. The beautiful woman manifested before him and Kal watched her, awestruck, his mouth hanging completely open. Needless to say, this woman appearing in the flesh caused Kal to be struck with awe.

Her red hair framed her face most beautifully, her alluring green eyes shined at him. She was wearing red robes with a Phoenix emblem on them, and they adhered to her body, with her mouth watering curves in all of their glory.

"Hello, Kal-El, Kara Zor-El," Jean said to them and Kara raised an eyebrow. The fact that this woman knew their names was something that was curious to her. "I brought you to this dimension….."

"So it was you?" Kara asked, that caught her off guard and Jean gave her a smile.

"Yes, but I mean no ill-will, I am Jean Grey, but I am also a force of nature, known as the Phoenix Force, one could say that Jean is my vessel but in other ways, we are one."

Kara nodded, she had heard myths about entities like that, but this was the first time that she had seen proof up against her face.

"So, why exactly did you bring us here?" Kal asked and Jean smiled.

"Direct and to the point, that's a good virtue," Jean agreed, looking him over, hunger dancing in her eyes. "I wished to bring my mates, but I noticed that they were not present in this universe, so I had to tweak things a little bit."

"Wait mates…..oooh," Kara said, it hitting her and she nudged Kal.

Given his unique abilities, Kal was used to women throwing himself at them. Of course, some of the women might not be the most mentally stable in the world.

"I see so you brought us here…"

"And I see no time to waste," she said, and she flew her, placing her hands on either side of Kal's face, an action that burned him up, in more ways than one. He blinked and saw her juicy lips, the pinnacle of all things womanly and he felt himself grow even weaker with a thinly veiled desire. "So, you're here, and you want this, don't you?"

Kal felt a familiar stirring, as her body pressed against him, and he felt compelled to touch his lips to hers and kissed her.

Jean's lips felt extremely warm and they dripped with passion. Kal could feel many things, with what she did.

"Isn't this moving a bit too…"

"I don't think you've realized how long I've waited for this and the state of your body disagrees with any moral argument about things that may be moving too fast," Jean said, clicking her tongue in disagreement and waving her hand, with Kal's costume ripping before her, exposing his body.

Kara watched, the telekinetic attack removing Kal's costume and hers. Then Jean's naked body was revealed and Kara was sure that she was not the only one who is spell bound.

"I can see from your memories that you are adept at giving women what they need, so we should not waste any time then."


Needless to say the backlash was something that many people felt and it caused certain thoughts to stir in their mind. One of these individuals was a woman who was sitting in her office, in Massachusetts.

The blonde woman had a body built for sin and a reputation to match, although that was one for her own creation. It was a lot easier to make certain deals if men judged you as easy, but her mental abilities allowed her to create an illusion of men believing that she rode them to a climax when she sat in the corner, doing a puzzle or whatever she decided to do.

Her blonde hair trailed down, showing an angelic face and blue eyes that could show a person so much. Right now they were burning with lust from the images that they saw and the blonde leaned back, the tight white shirt that she was wearing stretching around her ample breasts, exposing her cleavage for the world to see. The blonde's tongue slowly trailed around her lips, keeping them fairly moist. She wore a tight white top, a white jacket, really tight white pants, and thigh high white boots.

This was going to be extremely interesting, especially given that she was pretty sure that she was not the only one who caught the psychic backlash of that and believe her, there would be people who felt that one, rather unconsciously or not.

'I may need to change after this rides itself out, if it ever does,' she thought.

Emma Frost was the White Queen of the Hellfire Club so needless to say she sensed an opportunity better than the next person. She closed her eyes, if anyone disturbed her from these beautiful images, these three were the pinnacle.

'Oh that's the one that Xavier wanted to fix up with his little boy scout, how quaint, he wouldn't survive the experience though,' Emma thought, rifling through her desk drawer. She didn't know who the other two were, but she wanted to find out and get to know them in great detail.

That being said, Emma shook her head, the White Queen knew that it was here somewhere but she figured that the point was over, because the action was slowing down. She really wished that she had caught the psychic trail from the beginning but that was carelessness on her part. The blonde bit down on her lip and she was jarred out of her state when there was two young females standing right in front of her desk.

Very annoyed, she turned towards them, her eyebrow raised. "Yes, may I help you?"

One of the females had long dark hair that stretched past her shoulders, along with a face with beautiful features, and an amazingly nice body. The black corset that she wore stretched over her nice breasts, and she wore a pair of black pants and a jacket.

"What was that?"

"I can answer that," a blonde said, dressed in the same kind of outfit, only it was red. "That was amazing."

"Was it amazing?" she asked her sister and Emma cleared her throat. Both of the sisters tended to get into bickering arguments at the drop of a hat, so she would have liked to nip that problem in the bud.

"You got flashes of what was happening as well, then it is about as powerful as I assumed," Emma said. "There are rumors of two figures that engaged the MRD in battle and trashed their little toys. I'm sure that Kelly would have had a stroke."

Then again, Robert Kelly was someone who Emma thought deserved to have a stroke regardless. In fact, it was tempting to help him along that pathway and caused him a lot of misery.

"So, this young man, he has power, and it's power that we could potentially have," Emma said, her tongue trailing lightly over her juicy lips. She could not help but think of this young mand and all that he could bring to the Club.

"So what do we do?"

Emma adopted a thoughtful stance, that could be considered an extremely loaded question. The White Queen eyed the woman before her.

"Do not worry, I have an plan," Emma told both of them. "Your father….."

"Do not speak of him to us," the blonde said, anger flashing through her eyes but this anger was like music to Emma's ears. She smiled.

"Of course darling, I would not dare speak of him, because I can tell how much of a touchy subject this is to you," Emma told her. "But perhaps you would want a chance to be able to hurt him…"

The two girls smiled, their father was a wicked man but he deserved to be taken down a few pegs. Getting in bed with the White Queen served their plans nicely.

"Then Regan, Martinique, I believe that I have a plan."

Emma Frost always thought that Mastermind was an ironic name, because he was anything but, when you removed all of the parlor tricks and all of the illusions that this man had in store for them.


Now that their meeting was concluded, Jean smiled, resting her head on Kal's shoulder, and Kara was propped up on Kal's otherside.

"So, are you satisfied?" Kal asked her and Jean smiled.

"Enough for now, but I think that we'll need an encore later," Jean said and she could sense something that was hovering on the other side. The redhead paused for a second and the grin crossed her face. "I believe that some of my friends have been trying to retrieve me quite patiently."

As much as Jean would have liked to seen the looks on their faces, she thought that it might not be a good idea to go out there current state of undress.

Their outfits reformed on their bodies, just like that.

Kara had to admit, she was awestruck by the power that Jean possessed but who wouldn't be? It could do some really amazing things. And she felt amazing, that was another thing that Kara would add.

If they were in this new universe, she and Kal both agreed that they would make the most of things.

'After all new world, new bitches,' she thought.

Kara felt excitement bubble in her, with this new world, along with new possibilities.

"Jean, there you are!"

A dark skinned female approached her, she was dressed in a tight white top and blue jeans now. She was approaching the barrier nervously, with a purple haired female making her way next to them. She was dressed in a tight black top and a pair of black pants that adhered to her body, and showed off her amazing ass.

Something that both Kryptonians were getting a nice and long appreciation for as she turned around.

"Hello Ororo, sorry about running off about that, is…"

"Well there are people talking about what happened," Ororo whispered to Jean seriously. "Charles is not taking things so well, after what happened to Scott."

Jean blinked, Scott was annoying her, so she was not surprised that she lashed out like that and took him down. "Is he…"

"He's been rendered in a cataonic state, but he's still alive, if that's what you're asking," Betsy said and she shook her head. The brain wave patterns were in fact there, but Scott wasn't coming out to play. So she didn't know what was happening and she was sure that if he could be brought out by someone else, Xavier might have done it already.

"Oh, right, well….." Jean said, she didn't really want to say that she was all that sorry to be honest, but at the same time, she didn't want to go around and attack people. Even though she did warn Scott to stay away.

"Don't worry, none of this was your fault, the Professor explained the circumstances," Betsy said and she frowned, as if she didn't really approve of the Professor's methods dealing with this.

"So, aren't you going to introduce us to your friends?"

Ororo asked this question and Jean's lips curled into a smile, her eyes glowing.

"Well, it's a very long story, so do you want a short version?"

"We should, once we get out of harm's way, the MRD is on the warpath out there, according to Kitty,' Betsy said, keeping them all in psychic contact with the others on the outside.

Kara and Kal exchanged sheepish smiles at that fact, they could in theory be blamed for the fact that the MRD was on the warpath as they said.

"Wait, you two know something….."

"This is Kara Zor-El and Kal-El, or Supergirl…"

"Superwoman," Kara corrected her tensely.

"Right, Superwoman and Superman," Jean said, with an apologetic look in her eyes.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Kal said, shaking their hands and he admitted that they had nice bodies.

"Oh believe me, the pleasure is all ours," Betsy said with a smile on her face, checking out both of them, they would do fairly nicely, believe her.

"I take it…..well no offense meant, but you're not from around here, are you?" Ororo asked them and Kal smiled.

"Believe me, there's none offense taken," Kal said. "It's a very long story…"

"It always is, isn't it?" Kara asked, and Betsy blushed as Kara gave her a quick kiss on the top of the hand, and she did the same thing to Ororo.

"Well, yes it always is, especially in situations like this," Ororo agreed, she looked kind of flushed.

"That being said, we better get out of here, didn't you say the MRD were lurking nearby?" Jean asked, the X-Men had clashed with them one too many times.

"You'd think that they would have learned their lesson after we trashed a few of their robots," Kara said and Jean looked towards her, with a corked eyebrow.

"It seems like the story is longer than even I thought it was," Jean said, letting out her breath in a low whistle.

"Pretty much yeah, we got dragged her, and…..I guess you didn't time it right, because we landed in the middle of some bald communist and his gorilla gang, which we trashed….."

"Red Ghost and the Super Apes," Jean said, amused. They were kind of a throwback to another time. She did keep up on the comings and goings of other super heroes.

Suddenly there was something that caught Jean off guard and she frowned.

There was another psychic but she pulled back from her viewing before Jean could track where she was and teleport where she was.

"What is it, Jean?"

"I'll explain when we get back," Jean told Ororo and Betsy was frowning, so it was obvious to Jean that there was no amount of explanation that Betsy needed, because she already knew what she was being told.


Emma Frost watched the latest meeting of the men of the Hellfire Club, they were blissfully unaware of what was happening around them. Then again, given their collective brain cell count, there were days where Emma wondered how they got dressed without assistance, but she supposed that they surprised her.

She watched as she brought them drinks, drinks that would make them even more open to suggestion once they ingested them. Emma could have controlled them with her mental powers easily but she didn't want any sudden and annoying burst of free will to override them.

'Oh, Shaw, you would think by now that you would know to check your drink before ingesting it,' Emma thought.

Then again, she made Shaw have the impression that she was her devoted pet. Efforts that made Emma want to cleanse her body even though they were all mental illusions.

It was a coup worthy of the Black Queen, who was unfortunately away on business. She did so for numerous points of time and no one was quite sure when she would be back. Then again, someone that long lived, she could take her time.

The dark haired woman dressed in black lingerie exited the room. Her black hair framed her pale face, and her breasts were pushed up with the corset she was wearing. She was wearing a nice black thong, along with thigh high black boots. In other words, standard Hellfire Club attire.

"Tessa, you've done well, you'll get your reward later."

The woman smiled, slipping off into the shadows, and Emma turned to the Sisters Mastermind, who were too anxiously plotting their father's demise to be really healthy or normal.

'Then again, if their father treated them like an afterthought, that is hardly my problem, I'm just taking advantage of a situation and using it well,' Emma thought to herself, the smile widening over her face.

"Is it ready?"

Regan and Martinique watched the White Queen, she had mentored them, taught them everything that they needed to know. And punished them when they were naughty little girls, something that they might have forced a bit too often because they got off on the situation.

"Yes, they're drinking it, we're about ready to match the play," Emma said. "I'm sure Shaw is going to learn about are young visitor's arrival soon, he's got ears inside the MRD, and he's ran into them."

Emma would have liked a front row seat for Shaw's demise but she figured she'd take a quick peak in seeing what was going on, on the other side.

The White Queen pulled back, a frown going over her face.

'So, she knows that I've been spying…..well this could get explosive,' Emma thought to herself. Then again, the explosions that she would be feeling would be the good kind.

'You got busted by the Phoenix, didn't you?' Regan asked her and Emma smiled.

'Well, I'm sure that she may feel inclined to punish me,' Emma thought and she thought the two sisters were a bit too excited about the prospect of their mentor being punished. 'If you two behave like good little girls, I might allow you to watch, but you must play your cards right.'

Once again, they were a bit too excited for Emma's liking, but that being said, she was interested. She ran into Jean Grey a couple of times in the past, and things always got a bit tense.

There was a fine line between hatred and rather potent sexual tension. One was often mistaken for the other.

Emma smiled, soon she would make her play. The White Queen fancied herself a chessmaster and it was about time to maneuver other members of the Hellfire Club into one careful checkmate.


They were now out of harm's way and Kal wondered what would happen next.

"So, not that I feel ungrateful or anything but….."

"You have people at home, I understand that, and I'm sure that you just want to find a way to flitter back and forth throughout reality as you please," Jean said and she looked saddened at the fact that she couldn't do that. "And I'd really love to make that happen and for the record, I'd apologize for my rash decision at pulling you through the dimensional barriers like that."

"I'm sensing that there are some complications of bringing us back, aren't there?" Kara asked and there was a moment where Jean looked at them, sighing.

"If by complications you mean that the entire universe could very well collapse upon itself trying to bring you back, then yes, there are complications," Jean told her and Kal whistled.

"Well those would be some really heavy complications, now would they?" Kal asked her and Jean nodded in agreement.

"Surely, there might be another way?" Ororo asked.

There was two new parties who showed themselves. One was a young female of about sixteen years of age, dressed in a black t-shirt that rose up to show her midriff along with tight jeans wrapped around the lower half of her body. She had brown hair that was tied up in a ponytail.

The other female had a beautiful face, with rosy lips and adoring looking eyes, dark hair with a white stripe down the side of it, almost like a skunk. She was wearing a tight yellow t-shirt that adhered to her body, along with a green jacket, and tight green plants. Her breasts were mouthwatering, a very massive D-Cup size that could pretty much stop anyone in their tracks from the moment that they gazed upon them.

"Hello," she commented, looking at Kal, with a smile on her face.

"Jean, I thought…"

"No, Kitty I'm fine, well mostly fine, I guess," Jean said, and now that they were back outside the gates of the Xavier Institute, they had somewhat of a sense of security.

Although the security at the Xavier Institute was a relative turn, given that every two weeks, sometimes once a week, someone breached the security. But being out there with the MRD and god only knows what else was a lot better than being in there.

"This is Kitty Pryde, and Rogue, girls, this is Kara Zor-El and Kal-El," Jean said with a smile on their face.

"Pleased to meet you, Sugah," Rogue said, placing her gloved hand in Kal's and shaking it with a smile on her face.

"Yes….what kind of name is Rogue…"

"What kind of name is Kal-El?" Rogue countered saucily and Kara giggled off by Kal's side, at least until his gaze matched hers.

"She does have you there," Jean said with a smile on her face. "But Kal-El and Kara are from a planet that long since got destroyed…..it's a long story…"

"Well, yeah, all of the best stories are kind of long….wait you're from some kind of alien planet?" Kitty asked.

'Geek out approaching in three, two, one,' Jean mentally counted down, amusement dancing through her eyes.

"Why yes, yes we are?" Kara asked.

"Oh that is so cool….unless you probe people, then that's kind of not cool, but I guess that not all aliens do that….not that I'd mind but that's not the sort of thing that I'm into…"

"Oh, you don't say," Kara said with a wicked grin, going over to her, and stepping towards her. "Sorry to disappoint you, but we only probe on the third date."

Kitty went red at the thought of that, and she envisioned herself strapped down on a table, which was a really hot though hot to say the least.

"I thought it was the fourth?" Kal asked her and Kara smiled.

"Sometimes it is, I guess," Kara said with amusement and Jean, Betsy, Rogue, and Ororo looked really amused.

Jean once again stopped and stared, there was someone who was poking around where they shouldn't in the outer reaches of her mind.

She turned around and saw the person doing it.

"The White Queen, I would tell you that this is a surprise but it's not."

"Well aren't you clever? I have a proposition for you, for all of you."

Jean smiled, she knew a proposition from someone like Emma Frost would be bound to have a catch but never the less, she politely listened.

To Be Continued on July 27th 2014.