Har-Zod: Kryptons Wizard
Ch. 2 Family gathering
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Ch. 2 Family gathering
"Today in other news, the British Ambassador to Japan, Lord Harold James Potter and his wife, Lady Rias Potter-Gremory, will be making a special appearance today in National City for a personal vacation, stating, and I quote, 'I have recently become aware of recently discovered family residing within National City, California. Family that herald from my biological mothers side, after an extensive Genealogical Research into my biological family and intend to meet said distant cousins for a meeting long overdue. I won't go into details as I have yet to meet them, but I am hoping that they are open to a dialogue, and if, God willing, they are willing to reunify as a family instead of having been separated for as long as we have been for reasons outside of either sides control. As you know, family is important for me, and the bigger the family, the happier I will be." End Quote.
"Lady Potter-Gremory had her own bit to say, 'For years, my husband has been searching tirelessly through both Government and family documents in search of his biological roots, going back from both of his biological parents to hundreds of years, since recovering from the abusive home courtesy of his adopted mothers maternal family. The fact that, after learning of his true heritage, he has indeed found other, yet distant relatives that are the last bit of biological ties to himself, makes my heart glad that my husband is putting forth the effort to want to find them, unite with them, and to come together as a family should." End Quote."
"In other news..."
"Kara, isn't that the cousin you told us about a couple of days ago?" Jimmy Olsen asked with a low discreet tone of voice as he slightly sat at the edge of her desk, looking from the plasma screen hanging from one of the pillars several feet away to his left.
Kara Danvers, alias Supergirl, was so distracted with the news report on her new found cousins visit to her city, that she was oblivious to her friend speaking to her, what with her head raised and staring at the monitor on the wall several feet from her desk, was so wrapped up in what she was seeing in the rival news footage and hearing it from the said screen while it relayed the contending news television program report, she missed the question until James waved a hand in her face to better get her attention.
She shook her head as she looked up, "I-I...Uh...What? I'm sorry, what was the question again?"
"That's ok, I just asked if he was the one you told me about, being your other cousin you didn't know about until a few days ago. At least he has good tastes in women." Jimmy said with an approving look.
"Oh, um, yes, yes he is, and yes he does." She would have said more, but a high pitched 'shriek' caught her and everyones attention as a beautiful white snowy owl had somehow flown its way through her bosses open office patio door, flew through the said office, and towards her desk. People moved out of the way as the avion flew pass them and headed straight for Kara. A set of sealed envelopes appeared to have been tied to one of its clawed appendages.
Kara, looking startled for a moment as the beautiful creature flapped her wings about in order to stay air-borne before the disguised and working, Girl of Steel, cautiously held out her arm as the owl landed gently and grasped the outstretched arm, thanking her invulnerability as the claws did not puncture her skin nor did they scratch her. There were a total of four envelopes tied to one of its legs, one addressed to Kara herself, another to a James Olsen, Cat Grant, and Winn Schott. The envelopes looked expensive as the names were all blazoned with golden inlayed ink.
"Someone call security and animal control, let them know there is a festering bird problem in my building." the now frazzled head of CatCo Media, known as none other than Cat Grant, demanded as she stormed out of her office and towards Kara and the owl.
The owls heads head swiveled until its eyes met Grants own, causing the Corporate Mogul to pause in her advancement and glared at said mogul, daring the blond strumpet to make another threat or speak another word of insult to or of her existence and or intelligence. This did not go unnoticed as everyone within the bullpen stopped to watch as Cat Grant was frozen in her spot by the owls eyes, as if about to petrify Grant with a singe glance.
"Actually Ms. Grant, I...think you will want to see this." Olsen said as Kara untied and removed the envelopes from the avions now outstretched tendon while not looking away from the Head of CatCo. It then hopped on Karas shoulder and began to preen her hair, causing Kara to let out a girlish giggle while sheepishly moving her head away as the owl actually tickled her with her feathers and beak. She reached up to pet the creature who gladly bent down a bit to accept the outstretched appendage and gave an owls version of a 'purr' as Kara petted her upon her breast, enjoying the attention given to her. She felt a beaded metal chain around the avions neck and reached into her furry feathers to pull out a small, oval, golden pendant that read only one word, 'Hedwig'.
"Her names Hedwig."
"And how would you know that Kiera?" Cat demanded as she was handed over her own envelope.
"I-It says so on her pendant." she answered cautiously as she let her boss and coworkers gaze upon the oval, metal name tag.
"Who uses owls as..." was all Cat Grant got out as she she found a card within the envelope, inviting her to interview the newly arrived Lord Potter at his Ambassador Suite in the downtown area of National City. Like the envelope, the card looked expensive and was laced with golden highlights as most British Nobles were known for using.
James read his own card, looking at his own invitation as did Kara and Winn. Kara also seemed to have had a rather long letter from Harry expressing his joy at finally meeting her for the first time and wanted to very much meet her again, and yet, apologizing for leaving so suddenly and not contacting her until now.
"Kira, do me a favor, send a message back with,..."
"Oh um, Hedwig." she answered nervously.
"RRRiiiiggghhhhttt. Send a message back with the..." Another owlish glare from the owl caused the woman to choose her next words carefully, "With Hedwig, that we graciously accept Mr. Potters invitation." she finished as she turned her eyes away from the bird while bringing the card up to her nose to 'sniff' it. "This...invitation. Peculiar." she said as she touched and brushed her fingers over it, looked at it with a hint of curiosity.
"Ok, officially, that owl, scares me. If she can make Cat Grant pause and step back like that, that cousin of yours got major props for how he trains his pets." he then felt something off about the card in his hand, "Is this some kind of...parchment?" Jimmy asked as he ran his fingers over the invite and even scratched at it with a fingernail.
"Well...it says here, he does come from or was adopted into...an old family and old money." Winn spoke as he began to search the Internet about the man who sent the invites via the owl. With a whistle, he nodded his head in an affirmative jerk, "Yep, definitely old money."
"Ugh, who uses this kind of paper anymore. There are laws regarding cruelty to animals. Parchment is so yesterday." Grant said as she about faced and walked back to her office while handling the invite as if it was something dangerous, the invite held between a thumb and an index finger.
Meanwhile, Kara was looking and going back over her own letter, as she then sat back and began thinking of how to best approach this kind of conundrum.
D.E.O. Headquarters
No one within the D.E.O. knew of the man behind the persona of Hank Henshaw. They knew of course that he was a tough as nails Director, running an Government sponsored organization dealing in extraterrestrials. Secretly, the Director was actually J'onn J'onnz, the last son of Mars, an immigrant and only survivor of a Holocaust due to his people being murdered by another species for no other reason except genocide. For the moment, none knew this, and he was adamant at keeping it that way for the foreseeable future.
Unlike Kal-El and Kara Zor-El, J'onn had seen many things since he arrived on Earth centuries earlier, and had even known of the hidden world of magic. He'd known of the Potters since he was in fact a family friend, distant as he may have been in order to allow the family to not depend on him in order to remain strong, who had lost contact with them decades ago. His reason was to protect them from his enemies, both foreign and some not so foreign.
Now, after having learned of what became of the Potter Clan due to his inability to pay attention and aid them in their darkest time, he wish he hadn't cut off all contact as there would have been a good chance that he could have saved the last Potters parents so that Harry could have grown up in a much healthier environment and atmosphere. A familiar 'crack' from within his private office caught his attention since he had been standing before the glass windows, overlooking the Control Center of his underground Agency. Quickly removing his service revolver from it holster and holding it in a ready position, he searched out the intruder.
Turning where he sensed the intrusion of his domain, a small House Elf dressed in elegant two piece clothing similar to that of a butler, trudged forward with a smile, "Master Harry Potter wishes to extend an invite to Mr. Henshaw and his second, Ms. Danvers." the creature said as it held out two expensive purple envelopes with his and Alex's name written in gold format.
Taking the envelopes in hand, he looked back to say something before the creature cut him off, "Dobby bes' going now." it said as it snapped a finger and with another 'crack', it vanished into thin air as quickly as it arrived.
He quickly placed his weapon back into its holster as he sat in his chair and then looked at the envelopes and opened the one addressed to him. 'How did Potter know of the DEO?' he asked himself. 'Does he know of my connection with the Potters family?' After reading the letter and looking upon the invite, he thought for a bit, and then laid the letter on his desk as he contemplated the invite to the small gathering. After a few moments of meditating on how he should respond, he picked up his office phone and hit the speed dial to his Senior Agent Alex Danvers.
Midvale
Eliza Danvers was just returning from her job in town when a letter lying unopened on one of her kitchen counters with her name on it scrawled in gold lettering, caught her attention. Opening it, she pulled out a similar letter and began to read. After she read the said letter, she looked upon the invite and then looked up in astonishment as she quickly returned her attention to both the letter and the invite lying upon the counter, looked at her watch, cursed, left the kitchen and rushed to find and pack a suitcase.
Location unknown
Astra Non-Inze heard two distinct 'cracks' within her private quarters as she rose with the sun earlier that day. Slowly and cautiously, she approached the area of her quarters where the sound came from, as she then found a red envelope with a distinct, British crest or Coat of Arms upon it, and beside it, was a large goblet. In it, was a fluidly flowing liquid of unknown origins, in which a light that seemed to allow the inside of the goblet to glow from the inside out. There were images swimming around inside the fluid-like substance.
She didn't know why, but the Kryptonian General felt a pull towards the said object as she unconsciously lowered her head to get a better look inside, only to find herself falling uncontrollably with a scream for what felt like several moments until she landed on her back upon a soft surface.
She quickly raised herself into a standing position with a groan as she raised her head up and looked upon her surroundings. Her eyes fell on a human pair or couple, sitting on a couch, a female with distinct red hair and familiar green eyes holding a small bundle in her arms. Both individuals looked so happy as the woman with red hair and green eyes, cooed to what Astra could now see was a child in her arms while the man with a messy rats nest of hair and brown eyes hidden behind wire rimmed glasses, wrapped an arm protectively over the shoulder of the woman with one arm, pressing her closer to himself, the other lowered as his hands softly caressed the crown of the said child in the womans arms..
"Where am I?" Astra demanded, and yet, the couple did not respond, nor look upon her as if to acknowledge her. "Excuse me, I'm talking to you." she said as she walked over and attempted to grasp the shoulder of the man who sat with his wife when her hand phased through him.
"W-What...?" she gasped in surprise as she looked at her hand and then the couple with a gobsmacked expression as she tried to touch him again, only to find once more, her hand phasing through the mans shoulder.
Suddenly, the man and womans head looked up and towards the door. The man quickly, yet cautiously got up from the sofa and with quiet, yet quick steps, looked out the window of the living room. Astra noticed as his eyes widened as she heard him say, "Lily, it's him. Peter's betrayed us. Take Harry and go. I'll hold him off."
"James?!" the woman now known as Lily cried out as she held her son protectively against her busom.
"No time love," James said as he kissed Lily one last time and then kissed the crown of the baby. "Now go, get out of here."
Lily with tears in her eyes, nodded and the scene shifted as Lily turned to run upstairs. Astra then found herself in a nursery as Lily, still wearing the same clothing as she had mere seconds ago, had locked the door, waving a stick in the air before the door, a dome of magical energy briefly glowing to signify that her casting had done as intended, while the babe had been placed in a crib. Lily turned back to and began waving the stick around once more over her child, muttering a language Astra could not begin to understand. She at least had the intelligence to know that the stick was in fact a wand or a focus in which the woman channeled her magic, so how was it that she didn't blast her way out of the house and escape with the babe, with their son, or was something keeping her from doing so that night? There was another flash of light, and the woman, Lily Potter, sank down down to her knees in exhaustion as she managed to keep herself up by holding onto the bars of the crib.
"Harry, my love. Mummy loves you. Understand?" she asked the now smiling babe. With tears flowing down her cheeks, she then said, "Daddy and I will always love you and be watching over you from the stars above." Astra came around the woman as she finally understood, this was her sons memories. But how...and why did he need her to see this? Lilys lips trembled and her eyes leaked with tears as she quickly kissed the babe on the forehead.
Astra and Lily both turned as they heard the familiar voice of James cry out and then go silent a moment later, and it was as they both knew, that James had been lost. Astra then watched as Lily turned her back to the babe as if to shield him. The steps leading to the room had creaked several times until the person approaching stopped just outside of the door. A few seconds later, and the door had been blown off of its hinges and into splintered wood. The woman still stood defiantly, though having flinched when the door was blasted apart.
"Lily Potter." a raspy voice spoke from a being in a dark cloak with a hood covering his head, his spindly fingers seen holding a wand, the pointy end moving away from Lily. "Stand aside, girl."
"Never. Take me instead."
"Foolish woman. I have already promised you to another."
"I would rather die then let myself be handed off to one of your Death Eaters like Severus Snape." Seeing the man pause, both women knew Lily had hit the nail on the head at the mention of the man who wanted the young mother spared, if only for himself.
"Smart woman." he hissed. "Last chance, Lily Potter. Give me the babe, or die where you stand."
"No, I would rather die than hand my child over to you, monster." Lily said defiantly, though if Astra had anything to say about it, she would say that Lily had done something that would force her to give her life for the child to live, and she did.
She watched as the man, this Dark Being, turned his wand back on Lily, "So be it." With his wand arm pulled back, he stabbed it forward as the words that ended Lily Potters life were shouted, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
A flash of green light flew from the wand, and Lily Potter, when struck upon the breast by the curse, fell to the floor, her eyes open, yet lifeless.
Astras eyes burned with fire as she watched this happen. This woman, who gave her life in protection of their son, her eyes gazing upward, only there was nothing to see as her life had been snuffed out, died a heroes death, and yet this mad man, so callously stepped over deathly still body as if she was nothing more than garbage. The Kryptonian General realized, despite it being a memory, if she could, she would end this mad mans threat once and for all with her bare hands, avenging both Lily an her husband James for their sacrifice for her child.
"So, you're the one meant to bring me down. Dumbledore's a fool. No matter, even if I was to spare you and raise you as my own, no doubt you would turn on me if you ever learned the truth of this night, and I can't have that. Prepare to join your parents, Harry Potter. AVADA KEDAVRA!"
The man, despite his hood hiding most of his features, smiled as the killing magic flew from his wand and raced towards the child. Astras newly born motherly instincts kicked in as she moved, her body reacting on instinct as she put herself in the way of the curse that took the life of the woman moments ago, but remembered at the last second, that it was only a memory as the curse passed through her. She quickly turned and watched as the sickeningly green beam of deathly magic nearly hit the child, only for a barrier to erect itself at the last second, knocking the babe onto his backside.
"What is this?" the man gasped as the barrier shimmering in golden light, absorbed the curse, and sent it back at its caster at three times its normal power. "Wha...," was all he managed to get out as he was struck with his own curse. So powerful was the curse upon it being rebounded, that the Dark Beings body was destroyed. Astra watched helplessly as the monster before her was reduced to ashes. She thought the worst was over, but was proven wrong as the ashes rose and took on the form of what she could only describe as a specter as it took on a visage of a serpentine beings face, no doubt the killers, wailing in agony. She then noticed as a piece of this...specter for lack of a better term, unintentionally or not, came loose and struck through the barrier, attacked and latched onto the babes forehead, leaving him with a lightning bolt scar. The rest of the specter then flew out of the house with a scream, flying off into the night as the babe wailed.
It was several hours later that Non came upon his wife with her head submerged in a rather large, glowing, goblet-like object that he instinctively and very quickly scrambled over to her, grasped her by the shoulders, and removed her from it.
Astra gasped as she look around hysterically, clinging to her husbands arm as the memories she had seen took a bit of time to acclimate within her mind. He slowly lowered her to the floor as he fell to his knees. He then heard her sniffles and felt her body trembling. He knew that whatever was within the goblet, whatever she had just seen and or learned, must have been traumatic. "SSSSShhhhhhh." he tried to sooth her, his hands running through her hair. "It's alright, it's over."
"No, it's not. I have to finish it." she said as she grasped his arm and leaned into him.
"Finish what?" he asked as he looked down upon her face.
"My son...his memories in the goblet." she pointed at the object in question.
"Is that what it is? How did it get here? How did he find us?"
"It doesn't matter. I've only seen half of his life from what the goblet has revealed to me."
"Would you like some company then?" he asked after he realized she wasn't going to stop until she had all of the information needed in order to understand her son and his life he has lived.
"Please, it would be best if I had someone to aid me as I'm not sure how much I can continue to watch without destroying the goblet from within."
"Then, let us do so, together." he said as he helped her to her feet. Astra, after managing to compose herself, slowly wandered back over to the memory receptacle with her husband, and as before, lowered her head in. Since the goblet was big enough for two, Non also placed his head in.
Many hours later, both Astra and Non ripped their way from the Goblet with equal gasps of breath, "Rao, be merciful. He's married a Devil." Non spoke. "A Devil."
"I'm a grandmother." Astra spoke, her stunned expression a bit humorous.
"To Kryptonian Devil hybrids." Non said a bit shakily. "Abominations."
'Smack' she struck him, causing him to take a step back, holding the side of his face, "Did you not just see what I have just seen?" Astra demanded. "So what if they're Devils. There is peace between the three factions. I will not have you besmirching my son or grandchildren's good names, ever again. You hear me?"
"Of course. My apologies, it's just...Devils,...Angels,...various Pantheons of Gods within this world, up to and not including the existence of 'the one true God'. Everything this world and our own has ever known or ever believed in, being completely turned upside down and dumped on its head. Just what kind of world is this?" Non asked as he looked at her.
"Does it matter?" the General replied. "My son and his mate have been through Hell and back, quite literally mind you, and come out the other end stronger than anything I or you could ever imagine."
"What about the things he has had to face within the Wizarding World as its called and or the Underworld? And let's not forget his allegiance to the human Queens Realm of England as one of her Knights."
"Don't forget the magical creatures only spoken of in the normal mundane fantasy literature that seems to be alive and well, hidden in their world. Dragons, unicorns, werewolves, vampires, trolls, goblins." she said as her mind thought back to the images of the said creatures shown inside of the memory receptacle.
"You forget the Devils, Fallen Angels, the Arch-Angels, and the other Powers out there?"
"Yes, those too. Imagine the possibilities, the things we could learn from them."
"What of his enemies? There are those still out there who mean and do hold ill will against him."
"Don't remind me. The Dark factions who served that...worm, will come to know their place soon enough." she said as her eyes began to burn with a small waft of smoke coming from both of her red glowing eyes. "Those so called Pure-Bloods, inbred swine that they are, will either bow down to their betters, or be destroyed."
It was then she remembered the letter next to the glowing goblet. Tearing it open, she tore it open and began to read.
"Astra?" Non called out.
"It seems like I need a...human outfit, for tomorrow."
Early the next day
Harry was standing before a mirror, a tie hanging loosely around his neck over his shoulders as he stared at himself. Here he was at 35 year old, not looking a day over 25. The things he has seen and the thing he has done. It was enough to make anybody mad or even go gray early on.
'What am I doing?' he thought to himself. 'Am I making the right decisions? The right choices?'
His wifes wrists hands circling around his neck cut him off from his thoughts as she came around him, "You ok?"
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer to him, "I am. Just nervous, I guess."
"Thinking of your mother?"
"I don't know how she'll take to what she's seen since I had Dobby drop the pensieve and invite at her location that she thought was hidden. Good thing I hit her with a tracking spell when I kissed her cheek upon our first meeting." Rias giggled as she then kissed him. "Have I told you I love you, today?"
"Maybe." she teased. "But it doesn't hurt to be reminded every now and again."
"Well, I do. And every day after that."
"Indeed." she purred as she proceeded to kiss him again before resting her head against his chest for several moments, just basking in the glow of being held in his arms. A few minutes later, she aided him as she helped him fix his tie. She herself wore a normal gray colored two piece suit, with a lower skirt with an opening on the sides of the skirt to allow her more maneuverability and flexibility, though the top jacket was currently off, leaving the cream colored long sleeved shirt to be seen. She helped him into his vest before helping him into the final piece, his own matching jacket that finished the suit. Like her outfit, his suit too was gray and very fashionable, fitting over his bodys frame just right.
Once he made sure her suits jacket was secured on her as well, he grabbed her hand and squeezed, "Might as well get this show on the road, as they say." he said as she smiled and nodded in support.
Her longtime friend and Queen Akeno Himejima was standing outside the door, "Fufufu, look like we have quite the crowd out there."
"How big a crowd, Lady Akeno?" Harry asked, till a bit nervous.
"Quite." was her answer. "Several news stations from all over National City, up to and including Catco Media, and Metropolis's Daily Planet."
"Who invited them?" Rias asked.
"Actually, I did." Harry answered, scratching the back of his neck. "I needed to clear the air with Mr. Kent, as it were. There were a lot of things my father did in Metropolis, none of which I am not proud of, and I thought it necessary to try and make peace with him." Turning his head slightly, he said, "I know you can hear me Kal-El, and I just want you to know, on behalf of my fathers House, I am sorry for the deaths and destruction he and those whom followed him, caused. I hope that in time, I can earn your trust and forgive me for not being there to stop my father when I had the chance. My hope, is that we can rebuild the bridge my father destroyed between our two houses, and find some manner of peace between us."
A few moments later, Harrys hearing picked up, "If you're anything like Kara has said," a strong, southern toned accent spoke, "then I hope to bury the hatchet between us as well, Mr. Potter. After all, you are not your father. And I too would like to restore the alliance and friendship between the Houses of El and Zod. As for your not being there at the time of Zods time on Earth, I am sure that there is a logical reason behind that!?" Hearing Kal-Els words brought hope to Harrys heart as he breathed out a sigh of relief.
"I promise to explain everything Kal, and hope that you're able to keep an open mind." Harry acknowledged.
"I will try, Harry."
"That is all I can hope for, Kal." With that done, Harry gave Akeno and Rias a triumphant smile.
"He's on board?" the Gremory-Potter matriarch asked.
"Sigh, he is." Harry replied.
The sadist Fallen Angel/Devil hybrid then spoke, "Well, Mr. Kent and Ms. Lane are out there right now with Lane and Grant looking like they're ready to scratch each others eyes out." Akeno spoke with a sadistic grin. "And might I say, Mr. Kent seems quite the eye candy." she giggled. "If Ms. Lane hadn't caught him when she did, I might just have. Imagine the little babies we could make." she gushed with a dreamy look.
In the room filled with dozens of reporters, the man of the discussions eyes widened in shock as he began coughing erratically. The brunette next to him, a one Lois Lane, turned to him, "You alright Smallville?"
His coughing under control, the Kansas farm boy/reporter turned back to his fiance, "Mmmm, yeah. Just caught something I wish I hadn't."
"Ar-Are you blushing?"
"No-No, of course not."
"Clark, just what did you hear?"
"I don't know what you're insinuating, Lois."
"Uh-huh. RRRRiiiiggghhhhhtttt."
With a 'sigh', having heard the playful banter between Clark and Lois Lane, Harry nodded, "Alright, let's do this."
Harry, his wife, and Akeno stepped out to a huge gathering of people with microphones and cameramen, up to and including those who were not given an invite. Cameras flashed as pictures were taken of the British Nobel. Harry and Rias eyes spotted many a news crew, up to and including the Daily Planets representatives, while the reporters were holding both microphones and recorders up towards the podium Harry now stood behind.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I know many of you have many questions. And if you will permit me, I would like to say a few words before answering your questions." he said as he placed some papers on the podium before him and began to speak.
An hour later with many questions being answered at the end of the press release, but none were more shocked than Catherine Grant when she learned that her intern and her interns mother and sister were relatives of Mr. Potter, as was Clark Kent himself, of whom all stood and walked beside the British gentleman the moment their names were called out. 'Thank God for Gringotts.' he thought to himself.
With the aid of the Goblins, he was able to forge iron clad documents that was able to show that both the Danvers and Clark Kent were in fact related to him, using their intellect to biologically connect both the Danvers and Kents to Harrys family tree that none outside of the family would notice the truth. Harry was able to once again, welcome Kara into his arms, followed by a simple warm hug from Eliza and Alex Danvers while getting a somewhat friendly, yet firm handshake from Clark as he gave a warm smile to the last son of the House of Zod. It was a somber reunion, as the family came together with Harry and in turn his wife, after having given out prepared answers to the most obvious questions without dabbling into the real workings of their private, yet Supernatural lives, for an exhausting full hour.
Harry, once the meeting with the various news outlets and CatCo's Catherine Grant was over an hour later, was able to ask all those with personal invites to stay, but Ms. Grant felt it was unnecessary as she looked from Lois Lane and Kara, and saw that it seemed to be a family matter that she need not be a part of, and did not wish to intrude. So, the moment she was gone, it was then that Clark introduced the love of his life, Lois Lane. Of course, Kara introduced James Olsen and her other co-worker Winslow Schott, with Alex introducing her boss and mentor, Hank Henshaw. Eliza gave the man a dark look while Harry merely raised a brow and smiled softly, something that the tall individual did not miss as the expression that said, 'I know something that you don't know'.
Inviting them to tea and refreshments after introducing Akeno, they all gathered within the prepared secondary meeting room beyond the room where the interview was held, Harry and Rias led the way. Of course, when the doors were opened, none were prepared to see, standing inside the room in a uniquely fashionable suit, was Astra Non-Inze. The suit she wore was a gray outfit as well, only somewhat darker toned. Instead of a skirt, she wore womens pants that matched the suit and black heels. She was standing before an open balcony window, the cities sun behind her making her glow. Her brunette hair with a silver streak seem but a shadow against the light.
Her hands fingers were intertwined upon one another as she looked at her son with a hopeful expression. Before either Agents of the DEO could react, Harry released his wifes hand and quickly walked over to his mother and stood between the DEO Agents and Astra with his hands held up between the Agents and his mother, "I invited her. This is a neutral ground. Please, stand down." As both Agents did as he asked a few tense moments later, but with a bit of caution, he turned to Astra, releasing an uneasy breathe, "Hi mum."
"Har-Zod." she whispered with tears in her eyes as she cupped his face with one of her hands, causing him to unconsciously lean into the open hand, his eyes closed as he felt that her hand that touched his face was warm and inviting. He grasped the hand and kissed the open palm as she then pulled him into an embrace, "My son." she cried into his suits neck area while his arms circled her and held her to himself. They stood there for a moment, basking in each others love for one another.
When they were able to pull apart, Harry then took her hand and looked at them, and then gazed into her eyes, "There's someone I want you to meet." he then released one of her hands and turned to and walked back over to his mate, stopping before Rias a second later, Harry then released Astras hand and pulled his wife to himself, "Mother, I'd like to introduce you to my wife, Rias Potter-Gremory."
"Lady Non-Inze..." Rias began before being cut off.
"Actually, I'd appreciate it if you would call me, Astra. After all, you are my Daughter in-Law." the General said as she then held out her arms and allowed the redhead to walk into them as Astra held the young mother and Devil Matriarch affectionately. "And you're also the mother of my Grandchildren, Rias."
"Astra then. It's an honor to finally meet you, even if we are all now at an awkward gathering if you will." Rias said as she stepped back, turned and gazed upon the large group before her, Astra, and Harry.
"Of course." the Kryptonian General replied as she looked upon Kara and her family, and then upon Kal-El and his mate.
"It has been many years since I last laid eyes upon you, Kal-El. You are the spitting image of your father, Jor-El, with a hint of Lara in your cheeks and hair as well."
"General." Kal in his human personage of the Daily Planet Reporter nodded with at least some modicum of respect, with a touch of steel in his reply.
She nodded in return without holding Kal-Els judgmental reply against him as she did indeed deserve the anger aimed at her, what with having attacked Kara without rhyme or reason, before turning her gaze upon her said niece, "It is good to see you again, little one."
"The last time I saw you, my sister had been kidnapped with a stinger from a Hellgrammite in her leg, and you trying to turn me against my own adopted family after sucker punching me to the floor." Kara aid cooly.
"A mistake on my part, I assure you. I am sorry about that, Kara, Agent Danvers." Astra acknowledged as she looked to both her niece and Alex.
"Agent Danvers..." Eliza began as she turned around and looked at her daughter, stupified.
"Mom, I meant to tell you..." Alex said as she flinched from the condescending, yet shocked tone in her mothers voice.
"Tell me when, Alex?" Eliza shot back. "Do you even know who this man is and what he's done."
"Actually, he's not the one you should be blaming for your husbands disappearance, Mrs. Danvers. Isn't that right, J'onn?" Harry said as he looked at the head of the Department of Extranormal Operations.
"How did you know?" the man before him demanded.
"My human grandfathers journals. Fleamont wrote often of you fondly. I am just one of several individuals who funds your Government Program. We need the DEO, now more than ever."
"Yo-You've been funding their Operation?" Astra asked her son with an incredibly shocked expression.
"Yes, I have." Harry said as he glared at her.
"Why?"
"You know why." He replied as he sat in a chair within the room. With a wave of his hands, multiple chair shimmered into existence.
"I'm not sure how much the caped and cowled vigilante of Gotham knows of the Supernatural world but, there is much I and my people can do before we ourselves become burned out and are left defenseless against our enemies. Especially since we feel that a new threat may soon be upon us all. And it's going to take all of us combined to stop it. If we don't, it could mean the end,...for all of us. and I don't just mean our world, but all worlds."
Everyone gathered stood in their places looking at one another in shock and worry.
"He doesn't just mean the worlds of our universe, but the Multiverse in general." Rias spoke up. "We have reason to believe that the Multiverse is in danger. We don't know how, or when this threat will arrive. But we do know it's coming. Harry and I, our forces, and our allies have been fighting the Dark Supernatural Forces all over the world for years. He more so than others. We have lost so much and gained so little in return for our efforts in trying to protect the mundane people of this world from the mistakes of the past and the monsters of today." Rias finished. "But then we caught on to something we weren't meant to."
"What do you mean?" Lois Lane asked.
"Recently, another version of myself from another solidified the idea, that there is indeed a multi-verse. An infinite number of Earths, where at any given point in time, the choices anyone has ever made on any Earth, another choice was made on another. Hence the idea that there are an infinite number of Earths. All corelating at different frequencies, which is why we can't see, hear, or even interact with them. The version of me from another Earth barely made it to this Earth alive. He died in my arms with a look of pain upon him."
"How so, Har-Zod?" Astra asked.
"Because much of his body, around 89% of it, was cybernetic." he answered.
"What little we were able to determine was that he came from some form of future war, where someone was playing God with man and maybe more. What little we ascertained from his memory banks revealed that someone was coming. Someone powerful. Someone dangerous. And if we don't stand together, our Earth could be next." Rias finished.
"I'm sorry you had to go through such a tragedy, my son. It must have been hard to bare, watching a version yourself die within your very arms." Astra said as she placed a hand upon his shoulder.
"I buried him, circuitry and all at one of the Potter properties I own, ensuring his rest."
"You mentioned the Supernatural before. Could you clarify?" a one Lois Lane asked.
"Off the record?" Rias asked.
The reporter nodded.
"Are you a religious woman, Ms. Lane?" Harry asked as he sat forward.
"Not necessarily. I mean, I don't often go to church or pray. I've seen too much to actually believe that actually God exists." she answered with a chuckle.
Rias whinced as Harry closed his eyes and lowered his head for a moment before bringing it back up with a weathered look that spoke volumes.
"Oh, you gotta be kidding me!?" she said as she caught the expressions.
"What if I was to tell you, he is real or was real?" Rias said.
"Was?"
"Well, we're not a hundred percent sure if he's really dead or alive." Akeno spoke up. "There's only been speculation that he may be dead. Personally, I think the latter is true, that he's out there, weakened for the moment or hiding and or whatever, who knows as us...mortals and immortals handle things until it comes time for him to show himself when needed."
"How do you mean?" Kal asked.
Both Harry and Rias looked at one another before Rias nodded as she stood up, "Please, do not be alarmed by what you see or learn here today."
Before anyone outside of her husband, Akeno, or even Astra, could say anything, Rias and Akeno both revealed their wings with Harry sporting both white feathered wings on one side in a row of three, and black bat-like wings on the other side.
"I am Rias Potter-Gremory, Lady of the Gremory Clan, one of the remaining Devil Clans of the 72 pillars of which House Gremory is one of the highest ranking Devil families, currently ranking at Duke Level."
Akeno, standing next to Rias, also spoke, "I am Akeno Himejima, close friend of Rias and a member of her peerage and her Queen as she is my King."
"Yo-You're...D-Devils?" Eliza stuttered, holding a cross against her breast.
"Yes, we are. But not all devils are as you might think. There is so much that all of you do not know about our world, or at least the entirety of the world of the Supernatural." Rias replied.
"Then please, help us understand it." Kal said as he stood at his full height, with a fierce look upon his face. Harry too stood in order to support his wife and defend his family and himself if need be.
"No Harry, it's alright." Rias spoke as she grasped his arm to settle him down as she then looked to Akeno who nodded and left the room, only to return minutes later with a huge goblet in hand.
"Sigh, This is a pensieve. A magical device, capable of storing memories in order to be used to help one to review their own memories in order to learn what ever one has missed or to recollect what one has lost. Within this bowl, is a combination of both of my and Rias memories. All you need to do, is place a finger within, and see things from our own eyes." Harry stated.
"How do we know these memories are not tampered or false memories?" Henshaw, alias J'onn demanded. "How can we trust you?"
"I may not hold much trust with any of you, but they are telling the truth." Astra said.
"You knew?" Kara said.
"Since early this morning. He left another...Pensieve with me. By the way, how did you find my hideout?" she asked as she turned to him.
"Tracking charm. I tagged you when we first met. I'll always know where you are."
"Har-Zod?!"
"Don't. I have my reasons for why I did what I did." Harry said as he snapped a wrist out, producing his wand. Most of their party quickly took a step back as if threatened by Harrys focus. Harry absolved them of that thought as he raised his wand, "I Harry James Potter, alias Har-Zod, adopted son of House Potter and son of Generals Zod and Astra Non-Inze, swear on my life and Magic, that the images within this pensieve are neither tampered with, nor are they false. I also swear, so long as the memories are being viewed, none of those viewing said memories will be harmed, enchanted, violated in any way, nor touched during the viewing of the said memories. So mote it be." A flash of light flashed over Harry as the last words left his mouth.
"W-What was that?" Lois asked.
"My oath taking effect. I'm a man of my word, and so voluntarily risk my life so that you know that I and my wife, are being as honest and straightforward with all of you as possible." Harry surmised when he looked at everyone within the room.
He directed everyone towards the pensieve. The moment they all gathered around it, he then spoke, "I should let you know, whatever you see in there, none of you are allowed to report on it nor speak of it outside of this room. That's my terms. In fact, I'll even have to have you sign some documents in order to ensure the secrecy of two realms, remains just that, a secret. Both the Wizarding Realm and the Realm of the Supernatural depends on your remaining silent. Many innocents very lives depend on it." he said with a hard edge in his voice.
Those gathered around the magical object, looked to one another for a few moments before Clark looked back and spoke, "You have our promise, what is seen here today, will not leave this room whatsoever."
"H-How do we...use this?" Kara asked, her flat palm turned upside down and gesturing towards the pensieve.
"Normally, you'd have to dunk your heads in. You would feel as if you're entire being is being consumed and pulled into the pensieve, but that's only the psychological aspect of the magic. You will actually be spending some time, anywhere from an hour or more. But with the amount of memories inside, your attention will be held by the pensieve for at least five to six hours. Don't worry about the oxygen problem as the pensieve will act like a preserver and preserve your bodies. And since there are so many of you, a finger will do just as well."
"What are the setbacks?" the Agent Danvers asked.
"Stiff limbs, hunger and thirst, nausia, and some slight disorientation." Rias answered.
"But thanks to our having a bit of Healer training, that can be easily remedied." Akeno spoke up.
Kara looked at her cousin Harry and to the glowing liquid substance inside the magical artifact, and with a strong resolve, stuck a finger into the pensieve. Her eyes glazed over, with both elder Danvers women calling her name seconds after.
"She can't hear you." Harry said softly.
Alex, worried for her sister, gathered up her own courage and followed her sisters example. When her eyes too took on a glazed over expression, the others entered a finger each in to the memory receptacle, with Clark being the last.
"I should warn you, I've never been very fond of magic."
"I figured." Harry said. "I have kept a distant eye to some of your misadventures with Magic practitioners. What with the Mistress of Magic and the Lord of Order being just a few you've been allying with."
Clark smiled as he should have known Harry would be kept abreast of what has occurred since he became Superman.
With Kal joining the others inside the pensieve, Harry turned back to look back at his mother. His wife and her long time friend and dare he say, third partner, Akeno, speaking away in ways only women would.
Astra, for all of her faults, found herself liking the Devil Heiress that had snagged her son. Despite being what she was, she didn't seem to be like what one would think of when it concerns Devils and demons. 'Maybe the two are complete opposite of what most religions speak about in this day and age on this world.' she thought to herself. Then again, Rias was a red head, and if there was one thing she did know according to most humanoid societies that produced red haired women, was that they were trouble, and sure enough, spit fires.
Rias seemed to have that same feel like what she knew from her time on this world, and in a way, she didn't really care. Seeing her sons memories and the love the Devil Heiress held for her son was enough to convince her deep down, that the girl was good for her son.
That and the fact that she was drop dead gorgeous herself if she was to judge. Akeno was just as beautiful as Rias, despite the small differences such as hair color and the way it was styled. She noticed right away that her son was looking at all three of them. He looked to the side of him as he picked up a booklet from a side table next to him.
"While we're all waiting for them to return from the memory screening, I was wondering if you'd like to get a chance to gaze upon you're grandchildren?"
"I'd like nothing more, Har-Zod." She answered as he led all three women to a set of sofas and recliners. Before he sat down in the comfortable couch beside her with Rias on her other side and Akeno taking the recliner, he spoke.
"I'd actually prefer it if you'd call me Harry. Carrying the name of my father holds too many sins for me to use it at the moment. Which is another reason why Kal-El is here. I have need of his aid if I am to undo the pain and misery my father has caused for Earth and her people."
Looking into his eyes, she knew he was serious about how he felt concerning his true name. Zod had caused a lot of damage when he was last seen on Earth all of those years ago. She would have to wait and see if her son would be willing to listen to her plans on how to save the human race from themselves and as of now, she was beginning to have doubts as she now had a family, and that to attempt to deceive and or control the humans, might put her at odds with her son. And with as strong as he was and the forces he had at his command, she wasn't sure she could stand up to that. Maybe, just maybe, there was another way to ave the humans unlike how she had acted before she was betrayed by her sister.
As the book opened, and she gazed upon the eyes of two adorable children one being the spitting image of her mother, and the other, the image of his father, she knew she had a decision to make as just looking at the younglings within the photo albums began healing the wounds within her heart.
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