Chapter Twenty Six: A New Discovery.
Kara Zor-El of this universe's Krypton was completely disorientated the moment that she came out of the ship. The last thing she remembered was that she took her father's ship, and followed her cousin's ship to Earth. She wanted to make sure that things were safe. Her Aunt Lara couldn't go because of the high risk pregnancy that a natural Kryptonian pregnancy had.
The next thing she knew, she stared face to face with a blonde woman with a short haircut and piercing blue eyes. Kara found herself rapidly confused for a number of reasons. She thought at first it was her mother, but then she stopped those thoughts when they crept in the back of her mind. She didn't remember a time where her mother was so well endowed. Her head rang so much that it hurt. The blonde shook her head and gave a prominent sigh.
She needed figure out where the hell she was and soon. Her eyes felt like they were watering when she held her head up.
"Just calm down and relax, you're very weak, but you can be strong again," the blonde told her.
Kara couldn't really fight this if she wanted to. She was so weak. If she was on Earth, shouldn't she be stronger? The effects of their yellow sun were supposed to nurture a Kryptonian back to health.
"Where am I?"
"In a safe place," a young man said and Kara turned to take a look at him.
The moment that she looked into his green eyes, she felt an immense amount of strength and also a bit of weakness as well. It was an amazing paradox. Kara couldn't even begin to fathom what she felt, much less explain what she felt.
"Easy does it, your ship nearly failed, you could have been poisoned."
Kara took that news about as well as anyone would. She could see another female come into focus. At first, Kara thought that it was her Aunt Lara. No, it wasn't.
'Unless she changed her hair color…..and somehow didn't die with the rest of Krypton,' Kara thought. No sooner did she think that, she felt a crippling amount of weakness come over her again.
She didn't think that this was a fun time. She tried to think about maybe just maybe that the planet didn't blow up like everyone thought that it did. The blonde scoffed and her throat could feel red and raw.
'Kara, you're a fool,' she thought to herself. She wiped the sweat from her forehead. She never felt more weakened in her life.
The blonde wanted to lie into bed. Her garments were stripped off and she found herself to be nude. Not that she had any problems with her body, but it was just a bit unsettling.
"We need contact with the skin to ensure that no Kryptonite poisoning has occurred," the busty blonde. "We need an infusion of yellow solar radiation to spike her power core. It's partially blocked…don't worry, this won't hurt that much."
Kara would have preferred that he didn't hurt at all. She caught on quickly enough. "This will give me full access to my powers, right?"
"Yes, it should," the busty blonde said and she smiled. "My name is Karen, this is Harry, and this is Faora and Claire."
Kara wrinkled her brow. The name Faora rang a bell in her mind. She wasn't sure how or why.
"Just lay back," the young man known as Harry said.
There was something powerful about him. Kara could tell that he was Kryptonian by the way that he held himself.
"She's quite the specimen, isn't she, Har?" Faora asked him.
Harry would have to agree. Then again, a version of one of his favorite girls would demand his attention. Kara rested back on the table and she could feel things blink to light.
The yellow solar infusion process began. Kara wasn't going to lie, they were right, it did sting a little bit. The energy infused into her body.
The pain faded seconds later and Kara could feel a new flow in her. It was almost like if she got reborn. The blonde got to her feet shakily.
"Give yourself a couple of moments to assimilate to the solar infusion into your mind, your cells were weak, but thankfully it was only a partial Kryptonite poisoning and you've been dormant in the ship for that long," Karen said.
Kara was reminded of her mother when she rattled off several scientific facts in a rapid fire machine gun like fashion. The blonde's lips curled.
"But your cells after this first infusion, should be able to assimilate yellow solar radiation at a rate where your body will not go into shock," Karen rattled off at a rapid fire fashion.
"Are you doing well?" Claire asked.
"I'd do better if I had some clothes," Kara said, and she looked at them. "Not that I have a problem with being naked with any you…and I just put my foot in my mouth, didn't I?"
Claire smiled and she zipped off. She returned with some clothes for Kara.
"They should be about your size," Claire said. "We're about the same body type."
Kara looked at this Claire girl and accidentally, her X-Ray vision turned on. It was like a click when it switched on. The moment that it was on, she very well couldn't figure out to turn it off. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to.
Karen, smiling at Kara accidentally checking out her own cousin's body, reached over towards her.
"Just close your eyes, and focus, it's going to be like flexing a muscle," Karen said and Kara nodded.
She realized that when her eyes started stinging. It happened after she got good look at Harry.
"Just let it go, you'll be able to better control it if you do," Faora suggested and there was a set of curtains that caught on fire from Kara's eyes shooting heat vision.
'Don't worry, I never liked those curtains much, anyway,' Emma declared in a droll voice.
"So, who exactly are you people?" Kara asked. She didn't want to seem too demanding but at the same time, she wanted answers.
"I told you, my name is Karen, I'm like you, only from an alternate universe and older," Karen commented and Kara frowned. Her mouth curled into a slight "O" shape and she nodded. There was something about that which made a little bit of sense, she guessed.
She was just going with the flow at this point. She finally slipped on her clothes. She wore a tight red shirt that fit snugly around her body along with a pair of black leather shorts. It was a bit snug but it would have to do.
"And I'm Claire Gallio, but I was born Clara Jor-El," Claire commented with a smile on her face.
Kara was shocked and astonished, this girl here was her cousin, a teenage version of her cousin. No wonder that she was so disoriented.
"And I'm Faora Dru-Zod," Faora said. Kara looked at the girl with a surprise. She knew that name.
Zod was a decorated military commander on Krypton but when he felt that he got railroaded by the Council, he grew mad. He was stripped of his body and sent to the Phantom Zone.
"And I'm Har-Zod," Harry commented to her. "But the world at large knows me as Harry Potter."
"It's good to meet you….we're all that's left…..even if we're not all from the same universe," Kara whispered. She felt completely faint.
"Don't worry, we'll do anything to make your transition into this world more easy," Harry said and he dipped behind her. He whispered lightly in her ear. "Anything."
Kara felt excited for numerous reasons. She knew that anything could mean a lot of things. She would get used to this brave new world.
"It will happen any day now, my lord," Emma commented, kneeling before Harry Potter. She waited for the moment where she was given permission to rise up and face him in the eye. "She has already made the change and soon like all, she will be underneath…."
"Emma, I understand it will take some time."
Harry Potter learned patience because not to be patient with his long term plans lead down a road to abject management.
"She's fighting the rising of the power, because she doesn't understand the power," Harry commented, with a smile. "And in his limited knowledge, Xavier doesn't understand the power that she possesses either."
"He doesn't have an imagination, and both him and Magneto are two sides of the same flawed principle," Selene said. "While those two argue about their ideology, the Hellfire Club will take in their best and their brightest, and slowly leave the flawed remains to wither on the vine."
Harry thought that was a good idea. The Hellfire Club had their spies inside both enemy camps. Of course, their aims were far bigger than this upcoming war between humans and mutants.
"SHIELD is also a concern, as is their darker counterpart," Emma said.
"They continue to rise even though people keep cutting off the head, two more grow in its place," Selene said. "What do you say, my lord?"
"I do not attend to cut off HYDRA, because it can be useful in some respect," Harry said. "One day, they will not be chanting Hail HYDRA, they will be chanting Hail Harry Potter."
His plans for HYDRA and SHIELD were amongst the long term variety. He knew for a fact HYDRA infiltrated SHIELD somewhat but he infiltrated HYDRA as well. Both groups were being set up underneath new management, they just didn't know it yet. He was using HYDRA as a puppet to weaken SHIELD whilst he was worming his way into HYDRA's management and taking out several power players, turning them against each other.
"How is our newest guest coping?" Selene asked.
Harry smiled. "She was a little rattled at first, I think. But other than being rattled, she's coping pretty nicely. I think that she'd do a pretty good job at settling in fairly nicely."
Harry kept her under the close watch of Karen and Faora who monitored the progress of her powers. She was down there for a long time so her health was first and foremost a concern. So far things looked so well, so good.
"Another one to your collection, my lord?" Emma asked him. Harry smiled.
"Another one to my collection, but you should know that I only take the best and the brightest into my inner circle," Harry said.
"And a younger version of one of your Alphas would be amongst the best and the brightest."
Harry closed his eyes. It was calm before the storm. He thought that he thought he saw a flash of his beloved bird.
"Amara reported in just recently," Selene informed him.
Harry raised his eyebrow, his interesting rising at this. "What did she say?"
"She said that Xavier has released the lockdown and Jean is sedated in her room, it appears to have worked whatever they've done," Selene said.
Things were going about as they expected. It was almost eerily so.
"It didn't though, it was a mere ceasefire at best ,to buy them some additional time," Emma said. They knew what was on the line now.
"You don't think that this will end any time soon, do you?"
Harry was asked that question and he smiled. He'd like to talk with Amara and get a bird's eye view of what's happening here. He had given her a way to go to and from the mansion without being detected. Given her solid mental shields, she was a good spy on Xavier, not that she was the only one in the Mansion.
Xavier thought that he had his spy within the Hellfire Club but she was a triple agent and loyal to the Black King of the Hellfire Club and the Black King alone.
"All is quiet, all is calm before the storm," Harry muttered underneath his breath.
That was a curious thing and he decided to wait before summoning Amara, he would check out on how things were in Limbo.
Harry appeared through the portal. He could see Anynm and Illyana reclining on the chairs, treated by the Succubi slaves. They looked up towards Harry, smiles crossing their faces when he approached.
"My lord ,it's excellent to see you," Illyana commented. Her eyes shifted towards Harry with a sultry smile on them.
"All is calm…"
"Yes, master, all is calm," Ananym agreed, getting from her feet. She allowed the towel to drop from her body to expose her amazing body and sensual curves. She approached him with a naughty glint in her eye. "But are you calm master? That's what I want to know. You have been through an extremely stressful ordeal."
"She hasn't approached yet," Harry admitted to the girls.
"That's a pity," Illyana said, she could sense how much her master wanted the power. She felt a hint of the power through one of the visions and it excited her.
"Well good things come to those who wait, my lord," Ananym commented to him. She understood this better than anyone.
"Yes, my lord, we found another one of his stocks," Illyana said. "And we have went through the Dreaded Ones libraries and added to your collection. It just grows much like your collective of fine females."
Harry smiled when her hand lightly cupped his crotch. It was obvious that she intended for his collection to not be the only thing that grew.
"Perhaps we should give you a demonstration on the work that we've done," Ananym said and she clapped her hands.
The Succubi slaves got to their feet. They were dressed in what could barely be considered clothing. The scraps of clothing had a tight fit around their bodies. The tight fabric fit around them and it was an alluring experience.
"A demonstration would be for the best," Harry commented to both of them. "And I know that both of you have done your best."
The two of them lead him forward. The palace had a few new additions. Harry raised his eyebrow.
"Toys that could be used for torture or they could be used for pleasure," Harry said. He was impressed which didn't come easy. Both girls nodded in agreement, both of them looking extremely excited. If they were capable of doing so, they would have rubbed their hands together. They would have to settle for just standing there, calm and collected. "Very impressive, the two of you collected things nicely."
"That's just the tip of the iceberg, my lord," Ananym said and she linked her arm onto his. "Would you like to see?"
There was another guest that would join them momentarily. Valeria turned up and walked towards him. She stopped suddenly and remembered who she dealt with. Sinking to one knee, she looked up at him.
"My lord, Latveria is yours completely," Valeria said and Harry motioned for her to rise.
"Did you have a shadow of a doubt that it would be?" Harry asked her.
She shook her head, she didn't have any doubt. That was the power of her master. His strength was far greater than anyone could imagine.
"Continue the tour," Harry said, his eyes flickering towards the girls. It was more than obvious where this tour would end.
Amara nearly bumped into Claire and Diana on her way to Harry's office. She was caught off guard so much that she almost didn't see the two girls when she ran head long into them. The Princess of Nova-Roma stopped and looked at the two girls.
"Let me guess, our master wishes to speak to both of you as well," Amara said, interest flashing through her eyes.
Diana smiled. The games were about to get interesting or so she assumed. "I believe that's the case."
"It's time," Amara muttered to herself. She turned to Claire. "So you've met your cousin, haven't you?"
"Yes, I have," Claire told her and Amara smiled at her. "She actually was a bit surprised that she was in the box for so long. She came out of it though ready and willing to go. I think that she would be a good addition to the group."
"I know that she would," Amara said with confidence. She held the bracelet on her wrist. It flashed her to the Xavier Institute and back as needed. She needed to give regular reports on what was happening now.
"So what's going on?" Diana asked her.
"I'll let you know when I let our lord know," Amara commented. She followed both Diana and Claire into the office where Harry waited for them.
The scented candles caused them to grow slightly light headed. The moment that they entered this office, it was obvious what Harry's intentions were for them the moment that they showed up. Harry sat behind his desk.
He was in the process of finishing up the shipping orders to Latveria. The new trade agreement that he helped put together would net him some new political capital. Some doubted that Doom was out of the picture. Harry thought that he would be inclined to agree with them and made sure that there were plans for Doom if he did come back.
Just because he saw Valeria blast Doom with his own eyes didn't mean that he was going to take any chances. People like Doom would always come back at the worst possible times. Harry knew that one hundred percent of the way.
"Hello, ladies, sit down," Harry said and he could see Amara take her seat in front of him. The Nova-Roman princess looked ready to serve her master. "Amara, Selene has told me that you have a report for me regarding our potential acquisition."
"Yes, my lord," Amara agreed. She hitched in a deep breath in her body. That caused her chest to raise and lower. "Jean has been experiencing the same flashes that you have, although she's trying to hide it. I'm not sure what Xavier has told his inner circle, but they seem to be pacified by it. The fact that he put most of the new recruits on lockdown seems to indicate that he's more concerned."
"He sedated her, didn't he?" Diana asked.
"That won't last, not forever," Harry told both of the girls and they nodded in agreement. "Trust me when I say that…"
"I know, Master, believe me, and Xavier will realize that point soon enough," Amara commented. "She is currently asleep, and…."
"Xavier will not know that you're gone, time has not passed one second on the outside world since you entered this compound," Harry told her and Amara raised her eyebrow. "You've done well Amara, all of you have done well."
Claire hoped that this would happen for real. Her body grew in excitement.
"Kara is handling things well, isn't she?"
"So far, yes," Claire agreed. She was sure that Kara could tell her about her birth parents. She didn't want to prod the girl with too many questions.
"She has the potential to be strong," Harry commented to the trio of girls.
"And she has the potential to serve you," Amara said and Harry raised his eyebrow. The Nova-Roman princess looked rather pleased at the sudden attention that focused on her.
"As you all do," Harry smiled. "And now, I believe that you should be awarded. And I know that you have longed for this for a long time."
Amara didn't want to seem too wanton but her master spoke the truth. She did long for this for a long time. Her body grew in excitement. The heat rose from her body.
"To your feet, all of you," Harry said.
Diana, Amara, and Claire all rose to their feet. Harry smiled and waved Amara to come in to him. His arm wrapped around the Princess, holding her in tight. He could smell her arousal and it smelled good.
His lips pressed against hers with a kiss. Amara pressed up against him and felt his fingers rest on her hips. Things were about to heat up suddenly.
"And I believe that you're next, Diana," Harry said and Diana stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Harry.
"It would be an honor, master," Diana whispered to him. She fiddled with the buttons of his shirt as much as he would allow her to do so.
His strong hand groped her firm buttock. That caused Diana to be pulled in really close to Harry. The Amazon Princess closed her eyes when Harry held onto her tightly. His kiss was passionate and powerful. With the merest touch he drove her completely over the edge into an orgasm.
Diana stepped back, her body completely flushed from the pleasure. She got a small taste a while back and she wanted more.
"And last, but certainly not least," Harry said, and he looked towards Claire. "I want you to kneel before me."
Claire obediently kneeled before Har-Zod. There was nothing else that she could do. Her knees belt when she was in front of him. Her hot breath closed upon him and she grabbed the side of his hips.
"Disrobe me for her so she can pay tribute to her god," Harry told Diana and Amara. The two Princesses obediently disrobed him. "And do not worry, you will get an ample opportunity to pay tribute to me. Both of you will."
Both girls flushed with growing excitement and they removed Harry's trousers, allowing his manhood to be unimpeded.
Kara roamed around the base, just getting a feel for things. It had been a long time since she had been able to get up, stretch her legs, and breath. Being in a ship for almost fourteen years was not exactly the most memorable experience in the world, especially for a sixteen year old girl like her. That was a terrifying thing to say the least and the blonde was really happy to be able to have a chance to get out of the ship and actually stretch her legs.
The young man who saved her got to her always. Har-Zod, she wasn't aware that the General had a son. Then again, she knew that he came from an alternate universe. So anything that happened in this world wasn't irrelevant. Maybe there wasn't a version of Har-Zod in the world that her and Clara crashed.
Kara really was pleased that Clara grew up to be extremely beautiful. She didn't land quite where her uncle planned, but she did pretty well for herself.
Kara whistled and mentally added to herself. 'More than well given the state of this place. She's done pretty well. I'm pretty happy with her.'
Kara had been through a rigorous training session that had taxed her to her furthest most outer limits. The blonde allowed herself to take a deep breath and just soak in the atmosphere around her. The architecture resembled Krypton in some ways, but it was a more lively environment and that made her smile brightly.
She wanted to meet with her cousin and her friends. Kara found herself bedazzled by the grand hallway. The blonde did pride herself for being extremely intelligent. All she had to do was track down her cousin.
'She couldn't have gone far,' Kara thought to herself. There was a moment where she paused. 'She said that she was going to have a meeting with Har-Zod. Yeah, that's it, I'm going to have to track her down that way. It shouldn't be no problem, no problem at all, should it?'
Kara shook off those thoughts. Even on Krypton talking to yourself might be the earliest signs of some kind of madness.
The blonde stopped at the end of the hallway. She wanted to look around for someone to ask some questions.
The blonde heard a moaning sound, it sounded like her cousin. Kara frowned when she heard that and tried to utilize her super hearing to find her cousin.
After some trial and error, Kara zoomed up the stairs. She skidded to a stop, nearly overturning a rug.
Her X-Ray vision activated and the blonde was caught off guard by something. She could see Harry on her cousin. She realized what they were doing.
She really realized what they were doing. Her nipples grew rather hard at the sight. Kara thought that she could turn off her X-Ray vision. Only she was having a little trouble. Her hand roamed down and touched between her legs. The lewd action caused her hand to keep traveling. Her tight leather skirt she wore was a snug fit.
She managed to put her hand down her skirt and closed her eyes. The blonde's fingers brushed against her and she thought about her mother's private movie collection that she stumbled on one time. The blonde's fingers kept brushing against her again and again.
"Hello Kara," a husky voice whispered in her ear.
Kara nearly turned around and felt her older self's stronger hands on her. The blonde shivered underneath her grip.
Karen grinned lustfully at the act that she caught her younger self in. The blonde's arms tightened around Kara's chest. Slowly she leaned in and whispered in her ear. "So, how are you doing?"
"Fine!" Kara yelped. She could feel a flushing motion in her cheeks. The heat rose completely from her body and it felt like her thighs stuck together the more that she thought about it. She couldn't turn her X-Ray vision off no matter how much that she tried.
"Oh, I see…..well Harry is quite the man, isn't he?" Karen asked. "He makes me cum at least a dozen times a day, at least, did you know that?"
"Um, no," Kara said, feeling her head press against Karen's ample bosom. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the lewd act.
"Yes, he's that good, and he can just do it without that much effort, but what would the fun be in that?" Karen whispered in Kara's ear. "It wouldn't be that much fun, would it?"
Kara found her instinctively shaking her head. She imagined herself in the position that Amara was in now and her heat rose from her cheeks and diverted from her eyes.
"Close your eyes, take a deep calming breath," Karen whispered in her double's ear. She ran her thumb down the back of her neck. "It's okay, let Mommy make it all better for you."
The young woman wrapped her arms around Kara's neck tightly and the blonde flushed even greater when she was spun around. Kara's face pressed into Karen's breasts. The younger blonde squealed when Karen forced her to motorboard her tits.
"Does that make you feel better?" Karen asked her, a smile crossing her face. "Does that make you feel really good, honey?"
Kara got red about the area of the cheeks, and shook her head. That made her feel really good, it made her feel extremely good. The blonde shifted away and backed away from her.
She could see the door open and Karen was distracted by things momentarily.
"I have to use the bathroom!" Kara yelped and she ran out in the other way.
She was going to be having naughty dreams about pressing her face in between Karen's breasts while Harry took her in all of her holes. It was a delightful thought to have. It seemed like when she moved, her thighs rubbed together.
"It appears our little voyeur got quite the show," Harry commented to Karen.
"It would be too long, she's choking for it," Karen said to him. "Are you going to join her in the shower, master?"
"Let her stew in her own juices a little bit more," Harry said with a smile. "I'm sure that it will make her pleasure even greater…..but it seems like you've gotten worked up."
Harry grinned at her, and pulled her towards his office. Amara, Diana, and Claire laid on the floor, all wrecked.
"Perhaps we should fix that, master?"
Harry was most agreeable to that and he stripped Karen slowly, and found a spot on the office floor that was not occupied by a completely wrecked body.
Jean Grey was a moody and irritable mess. Granted that seemed to be the most likely situation for a teenage girl to be in on a good day. They tended to be moody and irritable creatures, but Jean's powers spiked to another level. The stress of this war involving the mutant race did not help her mood. Plus also the fact that she was a great honor student also added a certain amount of stress on her.
There was something that happened. She had a dream of a mysterious cosmic bird. It was trapped behind the door. On the other side of that door, there was a field. There was an alluring young man with green eyes. This young man beckoned to Jean and lead her towards him. The redhead couldn't believe that a creature like that existed.
Jean had been returned to her room and sedated after another episode. Charles Xavier seemed rather worried.
'Worried for good reason, fears my power,' a voice whispered in her head. It was a rather strangled voice of an undistinguished gender. Jean couldn't tell if it was male or female. 'A beautiful bird could not be caged, should not be caged. You have power beyond all measure. You can be so much more. You can be so much more.'
There was an echo in the back of her mind. Jean could not block this out. It kept pounding on the back of her head. It started slow at first and then it shifted to a demonic war drum. There was a loud thump, thump, thump that went across the back of her head.
The redhead dropped her face down onto the pillow. The warmth that spread through her body got even more intense.
'It's more than a fever, although things will got hot pretty soon,' the voice said. 'Just let it go Jean, don't be afraid. There's no reason to be afraid.'
Jean shook her head. She knew that there was a reason to be afraid.
Yet why should she be afraid? There was no reason to be afraid. She could be free.
'Just unleash the locks Jean, set yourself free,' an encouraging voice said. It was a female with a British accent. 'Be free, so we can both be free. Be with him, so you can be all that you can be. You don't have to be a chess pawn. You can be so much more. You have the power to rewrite the universe.'
'Who are you?' Jean asked, thinking.
'He is ready for you, my flesh and blood, embrace him, the sooner you free yourself, the easier it will be, if you keep fighting it, reality breaks,' the woman said to her.
Jean wondered about this mysterious woman. She had a connection to someone. Was it the alluring green eyed young man from her dream? Jean couldn't really think too straight. This was causing her head to feel like it was on fire.
'Let it go, Jean, let it go,' the mysterious British woman almost sang.
Jean looked up, she could almost see the woman bathed in the fire when she closed her eyes. The woman's crimson red locks flowed and her green eyes shined like bright emeralds. She was completely there but barely there.
'Feel free, my little bird, spread your wings,' another voice whispered to her.
This was a telepathic prod on her brain that was coming from elsewhere in the world.
'Come to me, Jean, my mate,' a third voice whispered.
Something reached out for her and grabbed her hand.
The locks on the door sprang open.
There was a loud psychic scream, the doors in Jean's room flew open, just as the doors in her mind did so.
A burst of fire incinerated everything in her path and then she was gone.
All was quiet, perhaps a bit too quiet.
To Be Continued On January 3rd, 2015.