Chapter Nine "Chaos of the Crime Syndicate Part Two."

Pondering, plotting, that was what was on the mind of Owlman as he looked from where he stood. He was always someone who had his eye on a certain prize and he thought that these people who tried to oppose him were a foolish and inane lot. Yet they did have their purposes, in their way but at the end of the day, life was futile and very much pointless. For every choice that was made, there were consequences, and for every choice that was made, there was an alternate reality where a different choice was made. There were an infinite number of dimensions and there was a certain amount of chaos.

Where there was chaos, opportunity was bred.

That was the thought that was in the mind of Ultraman, who was all for respect and he would get it one way or another. Blood spilled in the name of the Crime Syndicate was the name of the game. He actually knew that there were times where he had to step back and take a less active role but he wanted to run the game his own way. The moment his cousin showed up, she dictated the rules. The fact was that there were people that respected her and that galled Ultraman.

"Ultrawoman is becoming a problem," Owlman stated in a gruff voice.

"Agreed," Ultraman responded as he turned around, imaging what it would be like to wrap his hands around the throat of his cousin and squeezing the life out of her. That was a beautiful thought that brought him much pleasure. "We need to plan for something."

Owlman turned around to the scanner and watched the flashes of light pop up.

"There's interdimensional activity manifesting," Owlman stated in a gruff tone of voice as he focused on the popping of portals. He turned his head around to the fellow members of the Crime Syndicate, most of them standing in the shadows. He cracked his knuckles and waited for it.

"So where are they?"

"Right behind you would be a good tactic."

Harry swung from the ceiling where he stood and knocked Ultraman back with one punch. His fellow members of the Crime Syndicate grimaced, they could not believe that this nobody took a shot at their leader like that.

Ultraman only had one response that question.

"Get him."

Galatea swooped in next and took out a couple of the hired goons and she knocked them down.

"Really, this was the problem that Luthor was talking about?" Galatea asked to herself and she flew forward before nailing her enemy with a headbutt to the chest. The wind was knocked completely out of him and Kara jumped in.

"Yes, this is the problem but do be fooled, I think they might look tougher than they really are," Kara responded as she closed her eyes allowing them to heat up before she fired a beam of heat vision at the bow and arrow of what appeared to be a darker version of Green Arrow.

"Too slow!"

A twisted version of the Flash showed up on the scene, laughing in amusement but he was tripped by Batgirl.

"So these guys, they're going to be a problem?"

"Not really," Karen stated as she knocked three of them down with a punch. Some of these guys were twisted versions of the members of the League they knew. Others were in fact goons, just hired to do the bidding of the Crime Syndicate, souped up but still ripe to be taken out. "We need to find this machine of Owlman's and smash it."

"Easier said than done," Artemis stated as she began to fire some of the arrows to knock the enemies off guard. They backed off from the barrage that she sent at them and she staggered for an instant but managed to stand up rather straight.

"Then we're going to have to make them think about it," Miss Martian stated as she blocked an attack from a twisted reflection of the Martian Manhunter and sent him flying back with a huge thud on the ground. "Providing any of them know where it is."

"Given that Owlman is a version of Batman, don't bet the bank on it," Robin stated as he slid under the attacks and springboarded off against the wall. He nailed both of them with a split kick as there was a thunderous explosion.

Raven blocked the attack from a dark version of Zatanna before she launched it back to them. She sighed, with a smile crossing her face. It was an ironic one in many ways but it was a smile never the less. It indicated that no matter what, the Crime Syndicate never expected the young heroes to get involved. At least that was that was the thought that went through her head as she conjured a gag and wrapped it around the mouth of the twisted version of Black Canary.

'Owlman's sure is a slippery one,' Kara thought as she punched a version of Plastic Man in the face before Galatea wrapped his own limbs around him, just barely avoiding choking him out.

'Well look who he is a twisted reflection of,' Galatea thought as she launched her fist into the nearest enemy that attacked her. She did not get a good look of it was.

'And Ultraman slipped out the back door with him,' Harry thought as he saw the portal shut. 'They have the same Interstellar Portal Technology that we do.'

'That's not what we'd call good,' Karen thought as she punched out a member of the Syndicate who had been distracted by her cleavage.

A bang echoed from Harry's hands and several thick cords wrapped around the enemies, causing them to fall down onto the ground with a clatter. The wizard offered a slight smile as they dropped down, but they had much more work to do, as half of the Crime Syndicate and their made men had slipped through the portal.

"Cyborg, how are you doing down there? Harry asked him over the communication link.

"Security around Owlman's lab is tighter….well tighter than the Batcave," Cyborg stated as he tried to hack into the security but it was to no avail.

"Keep working at it, we need to get that door open," Kara said in a tense voice but she did wonder what was waiting on the other side.

"Why don't we blast it open with magic?" Galatea suggested and Harry looked at her with an exasperated expression. She shrugged and smiled at him. "It was just a suggestion."

"I know, I know," Harry responded shaking his head but it might have been a decent enough suggestion he guessed. The wizard considered everything that he had to do and dropped down to the ground, an expression of determination crossing his face.

They were in front of the lab, and Kara, Karen, Harry, and Galatea exchanged expressions of determination. Cyborg stepped back and his eyes said one thing.

He better step back.

The four Potters blasted the edge of the vault with the full force that they needed to but there was nothing that they could do. The door was reinforced by magic against magic. It made sense in some twisted way.

"So we're going to have to figure out another way again."

This statement was given in an exasperated way by Harry as he ran his hands through his hair and threw said head back with a sigh.

X-X-X

Superman thought about what happened recently and in many ways, his life was spun around a lot in the last few months. He had to learn to stick to the shadows more and more after the Vigilante Registration Act was passed. A part of him wondered why he fought this, after all it was the law but it was a matter of principle. He had to stand up for what was right and he read the act from front to back. In reality, the act was a way to get the government super powered weapons, no more and no less. The Man of Steel breathed in heavily and breathed out, that was worse than anything he could have realized.

Just because something was lawful did not make it moral. The rules of the game changed and it seemed so much simpler in the days where he took out the latest villain of the week. Now the stakes rose and the game was far more dangerous. They had to get down and dirty but the villains believed themselves to be the heroes. The Reach did not help because they pledged to help the nations of the world take down dangerous vigilantes.

It seemed like humanity had been inflicted by a sickness and Superman wanted to hope that they would come to their senses. Yet there were times where it was hopeless. And if Superman gave up hope, what hope what there be for the rest of the world?

Superman spun around and saw the incoming fist of an enemy that knocked him in the chest at a force that he could not believe. He was grabbed around the waist and slammed into the top of the globe of the Daily Planet. His head bounced off the stone globe like a ping-pong ball and there was an instant where his eyes almost rolled into the back of his head but the Man of Steel shrugged of the attack. A bit of blood dripped from his mouth.

He looked up and saw the person who attacked him. It was like looking through a twisted mirror, one that was cracked and demented. He could scarcely believe who was against him.

"Surprised to see someone who could knock you out of the air."

"Not particularly, what are you, some puppet of the Reach?" Superman asked, his temper flaring up.

The man who attacked him appeared to be angry. "I'm no one's puppet."

A super sonic punch was blocked as both of them pushed the other back. The Man of Steel wondered who this was because he matched him in every way. Superman felt his arm crack back and his elbow nearly rolled out of his socket. The Man of Steel propelled his enemy back with a judo throw and caused him to land back.

"My name is Ultraman," the man stated as he grabbed Superman around the head.

"Charmed," Superman commented dryly as he struggled to break the grip of his adversary.

"Know the name well for it will be the one who destroys you," Ultraman stated as he flung Superman down to the ground.

The Man of Steel came to one conclusion; this enemy was a bit stronger than him. Not by much but it was enough to give him some concern. He felt his body size up and the nerve endings were about to explode. There was only one thing for Superman to do.

He needed to fight back and Superman decided to fly off in the other direction. Ultraman watched him leave with a sneer on his face.

"That's right, run, flee, you can't outrun me, Kal-El," Ultraman stated but Superman stopped.

"I'm actually quicker than you, but I better go and secure the device before you find it!" Superman yelled at the top of his lungs.

Ultraman's interest was piqued, the device was something that he wanted and obviously given that he was a criminal mastermind, it would stand to reason that this version of him was none too bright. Superman shot off like a cork and Ultraman followed at the speed of light, reaching for the Man of Steel.

Superman stopped and Ultraman grabbed him by the cape before roughly pulling him back and trying to punch at him but the Man of Steel blocked it and propelled both of them through the windows of the top floor of Patronus Incorporated.

He landed on the ground and Superman was rolled over, before his head smashed face first into the floor.

"Where is the device?" Ultraman asked with a grunt. "Tell me or I'll kill you and everyone else in this building."

Superman struggled with a squirm and tried to push out but Ultraman's hands wrapped around his throat tightly. The Man of Steel let a breath out and faded.

"Vault behind you, right there," Superman grunted, feeling blood spill from his mouth.

Ultraman picked up Superman over his head and slammed him through a glass table with full force. He turned around and walked towards the vault before he twisted it open.

"What the…."

There was a smash of a glowing blue baseball bat that nailed him in the back of the head. Ultraman dropped to the ground and Lana stood behind him, with the fragments of the blue Kryptonite bat stuck in the back of Ultraman's head.

"Wait…Lana, you have a blue Kryptonite bat?" Clark asked in a confused voice and she nodded. "Why would you have a blue Kryptonite bat?"

"Why wouldn't I?" Lana challenged him as she hooked him in the chains. Then she removed the chunk from the vault and stepped over, before she pressed it to her old friend's face. "Is that better?"

"Yes, thank you actually," Clark responded as he rubbed his cheek. "But how did…."

Lana held up a hand which silenced Clark and she made sure that Ultraman was secured by the blue Kryptonite chains. Given that it was his weakness, he would not be going anywhere.

"That son of a bitch told you didn't he?" Ultraman demanded as he watched both of them. "When I get out of here, I'm going to kill both of you. I'm going to fuck you up so badly that…."

WHACK!

Lana drilled the blue Kryptonite bat down on the top of the head of Ultraman and he sank to the ground injured.

"So that's….oh sweet Morgana."

Hermione turned up and felt a headache coming on. Sure they secured him but keeping him here was going to be a challenge that she was not sure any of them were up for at the present moment. The brunette book worm entangled her fingers through her hair and bit down her nails.

"We have a room that could secure him until we know what he's up to," Lana said in a helpful voice.

"And then we can deal with him as need be," Hermione agreed as she put on a pair of blue Kryptonite brass knuckles.

Clark blinked, he wondered if Harry and Kara had this stuff lying around or if they had it made up specially for the incident with Ultraman. His head swam with theories, each of them more outlandish than the one he had before. He threw his head back and gave a poignant sigh, he knew about the vault, he did not know about the weapons.

The lights blew out before he could say anything. There was a figure that moved in the darkness and Superman was knocked down with an electric pulse that even took him down.

"That will disrupt the nanites in your blood stream," Owlman stated as he pulled the chunk of Green Kryptonite from his belt and placed the Kryptonite on the chest of the downed Superman and then he stepped over the knocked out Lana and Hermione. He only was guaranteed three minutes before the cure kicked back in.

"What took you so long?" Ultraman asked but Owlman removed the blue chains. When Ultraman recovered, he pocketed one of the pieces of Blue Kryptonite for insurance, just in case. One could never be too careful.

"Subtly is not one of your strong points," Owlman stated as he used the green Kryptonite to cure Ultraman of his injuries.

"I vote for frying that bitch for attacking me," Ultraman stated but Owlman shook his head.

"Your duplicate will recover soon, we need to move quickly to get the device," Owlman stated, he tapped on the side of his belt which opened a wormhole.

Seconds later the Justice League entered but they were a bit too late to the party.

X-X-X

"Okay, this vault's going to be a tricky nut to crack, I think that we got that when he tried to set it up here," Harry concluded as he drummed his fingers but he had to remove each charm one at a time. It was a process that was easier said than done.

"No duh," Raven said as she fixed her eyes on the vault.

"It has occurred to me that this might be a fake location," Batgirl stated, nervous that she had to be the one to bring up that statement and Harry and Kara turned towards her.

"Well if he's as OCD as Batman, then maybe," Kara admitted as she let out the breath she was holding.

"We've got to get inside, there might be a clue, a minor one," Galatea stated as she slammed her shoulder into the vault and dented it.

"Just about got it," Harry announced as the vault swung open allowing them entrance to a lab.

Said lab was completely empty or so it seemed. Harry smirked, if he learned something training under Batman, things were not always what they seemed. He closed his eyes and opened his hand, to try and feel the magic around the room.

'Feel that?' Harry asked but Karen commented in a light tone of voice.

'Kind of hard to not feel that, it's like there are two rooms on the same plane of existence,' Karen thought to them all.

'Which means there's something here,' Kara thought to them and Harry nodded, he was sure of it but exactly what.

Harry needed to find what was hiding the second room but he needed patience for that. Patience many people might not have. The wizard twisted a dial and opened up the doorway to the room causing a glowing light to bathe them all.

So far, so good, at least so Harry believed. There were cabinets all around them which did not house some doomsday machine.

'It may house a clue to what we're up against,' Harry thought to them all.

"There's…..there's a presence outside, be careful," M'gann said to Harry as she bit down on her lip nervously.

Kara was filled with overwhelming dread. "What kind of presence?"

There was something about there being a presence that disturbed her a slight bit but the blonde stood on her feet, closing her eyes. She was pretty certain that if the other shoe dropped something would happen.

"Keep an eye out, M'gann," Harry told her and she nodded. This allowed Harry a moment to turn to Raven. "Rachel, see if you can find anything out there."

"Right," Raven responded as she placed her hands on her hips and tried to determine if there was anything around her. So far there was nothing but then again, appearance could in fact be most deceiving.

Harry moved through the files and saw them.

Diagrams and they were extremely consulted as well and Harry had to piece them together. His wives watched the situation with bemused gazes in their eyes. The rest of the team kept an eye out for any trouble outside of where they were.

"So?"

Harry had no idea who asked that question but he did feel frustration mount that he was not about to answer it. He placed his hands on the side of his head and threw his head back before he looked up at the sky with a troubled expression.

He had to go over what he knew, piece by piece in the back of his mind.

There was some kind of plan to bring order to the multiverse, at least in the demented mind of Owlman, although this was coming from the mouth of one Lex Luthor. Granted this version of Lex Luthor was more trustworthy and less shady than the other versions of Lex Luthor but still Harry was not going to trust him blindly. Even if everything pretty much panned out the way he said and M'Gann scanned his mind.

He did trust M'Gann, he just could not trust someone like Luthor, in any form. Still the man kept his world.

Said device was powered by a component that Luthor stole and hid in his world. Given the fact that the Crime Syndicate could not build a new one, Harry deduced that it was extremely rare. Therefore, they would cause all hell to get their hands on it.

The Doomsday Device would be useless without the component and the component would be useless without the Doomsday Device. It was funny how reasoning like that might work. Still Harry kept his mind on the situation at hand and tried not to lose his cool because that would be an unfortunate thing if he did.

"Okay, there's a hint here, I know there is, the question is where is the hint?" Harry asked himself and the group shrugged.

"Take a look at this," Barbara stated to him as she brushed off the coordinates. She closed her eyes and smiled, although it was a weak smile. She tapped on the edge of the paper and brushed it off. "These coordinates, they're in a certain order, aren't they?"

Harry's eyes turned around in agreement, a smile crossed his face. That would have to be it, there was something that was leading them in a certain direction. Whether or not it was leading them into a trap, none of them had any idea.

"Stay focused."

M'gann closed her eyes at Harry's signal and they switched to a mental link.

'We need to follow these coordinates, it might be the best lead we've had all day.'

'Would the best lead we had all day be the lead that ends up blundering us head on into a trap?' Galatea wondered but there was no answer for that.

'We don't know until we take the plunge.' Kara thought and the team made plans of what they were going to do next.

Time might be running out, as the Crime Syndicate was in their world causing havoc.

X-X-X

Owlman swooped, crouched down with a smile crossing his face. He thought these fools were beneath his higher level of thinking. He took a half of a step forward, Ultraman was waiting in the wings on the off chance that he needed any help. Help was not something that he wanted but it was something that he expected.

He saw it, sitting in the box and taunting him. The World's Greatest Criminal Mastermind stepped forward and saw it glowing towards him. Reaching one hand forward, he touched it but it faded out from around him.

"So predictable."

That was the voice of Lex Luthor who stood behind him, arms folded, and a smug expression on his face.

"Luthor, I'm surprised you crawled out from underneath the rock you've hidden under," Owlman said dryly, his voice never breaking tone, always remaining stoic and his eyes remaining wide and unblinking.

"Don't be surprised," Lex responded as he watched his adversary stare him down. The bald man had an ace up his sleeve and there was a game of chess between these two men. "I do enjoy when we go head to head, Owlman. It's a mental game of chess that I never tire of"

"You better enjoy it while it lasts for this will be the last time," Owlman responded in a brisk voice. "Hand over the device!"

Lex shrugged his shoulders, a smile crossing his face, it was innocent but no one bought that this particular individual was capable of innocence.

"The device, I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about," Lex said in a faux innocent voice as Owlman reached forward and grabbed him around the throat before he started to squeeze hard. "That….that was uncalled for."

"I'm losing my patience, Luthor."

Owlman held Luthor in his grip, his talons nearly cutting into the side of Luthor's neck but he once again refused to back down. That was the measure of what this version of Lex Luthor was.

"It's a paradox isn't it?" Lex asked him, almost taunting him. It was a bit of a reflection of the criminal version of Lex Luthor that everyone all knew and loved. "If you take me out, then the secret of where your little component is, it stays with me."

Owlman growled but Lex was not done stabbing the knife into his adversary hard.

"But if you don't let me go, I won't tell you either way," Lex stated with a smile and a shrug. "Guess you're screwed either way."

"We'll see about that," Owlman growled as he slammed Lex against the wall but there was a loud explosion that knocked him off balance.

'Okay, steady Grayson,' Batman thought to himself as he dropped down. 'This guy is everything like Batman is only….well he's a bit of a nutcase really. Then again, Bruce isn't the model of sanity. Oh what to do, what to do, what to do?'

"You made a huge misjudgment trying to fight me," Owlman responded as he aimed a punch but Batman dodged it and blocked it. "You're nothing like me."

"I know," Batman said as he threw an explosive capsule on the ground at the feet of Owlman and caused his feet to slip and slide out from underneath him. Batman bounced off of the walls and nailed his adversary with a huge uppercut punch to the jaw to send him down to a kneeling position.

Owlman grimaced but twisted his head towards his enemy. "That was a lucky shot."

"And you'll find, I have back up."

The Martian Manhunter pushed himself through the floor and grabbed Owlman but Owlman flipped over the head of the Manhunter. He clicked the explosive charge which lit up in a fireball that caused the Manhunter to back off.

Black Canary sent a sonic scream but Owlman stood there with a smile. Naturally he had ear protection, preparing for that attack.

"That's just one weapon in my arsenal," Black Canary responded as she aimed a kick but Owlman avoided it.

Another kick, another pivot but he ducked that one, and there was another dodge. Owlman was quick, it was a shame that the original Batman was not able to fight him. He used a flash bang to knock Canary down and took her to the ground.

"This is a futile endeavor, I'm just going to defeat you all anyway."

"Yeah, less talk, more action," Huntress remarked but Owlman took her out.

"This is the heroes you send to defeat me."

"No these are the heroes sent to distract you," Luthor corrected him as he turned a dial and there was a loud rattling sound before Owlman was dropped to his feet.

Ultraman grabbed Luthor around the back of the head with his head and forced him to a kneeling position.

"You didn't think it would be that easy, did it?" Ultraman taunted him and Luthor struggled from his grip.

"I thought…might get lucky," Luthor gasped as he felt the hand close around the back of his neck.

"You were a fool," Owlman concluded as he grabbed Luthor's head and pushed him back.

Luthor could not reach the blue Kryptonite knife he had on him; otherwise he could end this right now. He struggled, trying to reach it but for all of his faults, Ultraman was not an idiot. He knew the rules of the game and despite Luthor's struggles, he could not dig the knife out and free himself. He tried to push it from his position but he could not get it.

"Tell us," Ultraman stated with a grunt before he slammed the fact of Luthor's face on the ground and spun him around before he tightened his grip on his throat.

"No, I don't think I will…."

Ultraman threw him down to the ground like he was a piece of paper and Luthor rolled over as he ricocheted off of the ground with a crack. His ribs crushed, his throat hurt but at least he was still breathing. That was something, he supposed. He blinked a slight bit and tried to sit up but then he collapsed to the ground.

He saw it hidden underneath the table as clear as day. It was inside the box but Ultraman opened it and a smirk spread across his face.

"We have it, there's no need for us to stay here," Ultraman stated as he hoisted Luthor over his head. "Say goodnight, Lex."

Lex managed to unsheathe it and pulled the blue Kryptonite knife from his wristband. Whilst Ultraman basked in his glory, Luthor stabbed him hard with the knife.

The Kryptonian grimaced from the impact of the knife going into his chest but he hurled Luthor through the glass anyway.

Luthor smashed through the glass and went flying, but he took a huge chunk out of Ultraman on his way down. He hurtled down like a top, spiraling in mid-air but there was someone who swooped down and grabbed him like a blur.

He landed in the arms of Superman who flew him out of the way.

'I can't believe this,' Clark thought as he could hardly reconcile it but it was true. 'I'm saving Lex Luthor of all people, I can't believe it.'

Clark flew Lex down to the ground, he was barely breathing but the Kryptonite knife was covered with Ultraman's blood. The damage had been down and now there were the whirling of sirens. Medical attention would come next.

Superman shot up like a cork, going into the air faster than a speeding bullet, closing his eyes as he reached the top of the windows.

Owlman was gone, he flown the coup and left Superman standing there without any way to trace him.

"Where is he?" Superman asked as he pulled his demented double who looked pale but determined never the sound. Two pairs of equally fierce eyes met each other.

"You know, I don't have to tell you anything," Ultraman responded as he nearly spit these words out but he collapsed back on the ground and offered a shuddering breath, quivering from the impact.

"Don't….no, you're not going to do it, where did he go?" Superman asked, sounding angrier than he ever was.

"Does it matter, he's got it, you're cooked," Ultraman stated with a gasp as he taunted Superman and the grin on his face got wider, to the point where it was practically shit-eating.

Superman never thought that he could be annoyed by an enemy any more until he met the demented reflection that stared back at him. The Man of Steel wished to do things, bad things, hurtful and painful things to this individual that taunted him thus. He knew that there was nothing more he could do but glare and wonder. Ultraman was loyal to the Crime Syndicate.

"So what are you going to do, kill me boy scout?" Ultraman taunted as he looked at the Man of Steel.

"Don't test my patience, you might not like the results," Superman stated, hoping to bluff his way into getting Ultraman to spill the plan but the bluff did not work.

X-X-X

Harry always had certain feelings during times of a great crisis and the feeling that he was about to blunder into a trap or at least a sticky situation visited him now. He could not shake it no matter how hard he attempted to. The wizard watched with trepidation and intensity, those were two virtues that would not leave him no matter what. He always moved with both of them to seize the day.

Kara followed behind him, given that they had been married the longest, she sensed certain things about her husband's mood. And one of things she sensed was the feeling of dread. The blonde did not want to admit it but she had an attack of the nerves herself. Every sound might have been the harbinger of their doom. She bit down on her lip, practically chewing it until some small amount of blood was drawn from it.

'Wish I could say I was at ease,' Kara thought and Harry reached to the side and grabbed her hand.

'This could bring us one more step closer to Owlman's device,' Karen thought to both of them as she placed her arms around them but Galatea broke in with a silent statement of discontent.

'Or one step closer to our doom.'

Kara tried to remain optimistic although as of late her life had twisted and she lost faith in many people. 'Yes, perhaps, but we need to keep it up, don't back off, no matter what, don't even….yes we don't need to freak out, that's the worst thing we can do.'

'Is it?' Harry asked them and Kara responded with a nod.

'Yes, well ready or not here we come.'

The door creaked to allow them entry, the group smelled rats, all of them, none of them wanted to admit that but the problems were there. The entire party, along with the group that they stationed outside, they all were nervous. The bundle of nerves that spread through their body spread through the entire body, even the two who were technically in another universe and planet felt it.

'So there it is,' Galatea thought as she felt the door. It was cool to the touch and practically normal.

There was no point in stalling anymore; she grabbed the door and with a slight push, she opened it. The door swung open and allowed the group entry in the area where they looked around. To be honest, they were quite underwhelmed, and Karen was the one that brought up the obvious point, blinking as she turned around.

"You know, I don't know what's extraordinary about this place, it's an office building," Karen responded as she saw the rows of office, boring cubicles all around and the blonde bit down her lip firmly before she walked forward.

"Things might not be what they seem," Kara argued in a tense voice and Harry wrapped his arm around his Alpha from behind before he placed his chin on her shoulder.

"Are things ever what they seem?" Harry asked with a tense expression on his face he held Kara up but the blonde slipped from his grip and shook her head.

That was one point that they all would have taken to the bank, things were not always what they seemed.

'So is this a trap or not?' Karen prodded them in their minds.

"I was wondering when you would show up."

'Yep, it might a trap,' Kara thought to them and Galatea's face turned to a smile.

'I was wondering what might happen….but the question is are we the trappers or are we the one's being trapped?' Galatea thought as she maneuvered into the front of the group and saw her standing there before them.

There was a tall blonde that wore sunglasses that stood before them. She had the same long flowing hair that Kara did and hid a pair of blue eyes behind a pair of sunglasses. She had a smile crossing her face. She watched the group who stood tense. She wore a female business suit and heels, the top two buttons were unbuttoned to show cleavage, although it was not the level that Karen showed in her costume, not by a longshot.

"So, Ultragirl I presume?" Harry asked with a smile towards her but she scoffed for a second.

"To give me that name would imply that I'm lesser than my cousin, some kind of lackey to him, it's Ultrawoman," she responded as her eyes narrowed. "Granted, I'm sure that he would like to think this in his delusional, depraved dreams but that's not the case. Far from it because I'm not a lackey to him. I'm not even an equal."

This version of Kara offered them a smugly superior look.

"I'm his superior but it appears that he hasn't quite learned his place in the natural order of things," Ultrawoman said as she watched the group. "I've been watching you from some time observing every move you've made, Harry Potter."

Harry responded with a nod and let out a crisp expression of. "I see."

"Quite," Ultrawoman responded as she watched him with a hungry expression on her face. "You're nothing like everything I've ever seen. You are different."

The blonde stepped forward and Harry watched her, before she took off her sunglasses to revealed a pair of blue eyes.

"You're an equal, unlike these worms," Ultrawoman concluded. "I wish to discuss a proposition for you. You will find it mutually beneficial."

Harry waited for it, on one hand this was another version of Kara but on the other end, she had an agenda. He would stick around to see what it was.

To Be Continued in the Next Chapter.