Hello, again!
First and foremost, don't expect as many updates as my other stories. Got enough of them as is, so this one is more 'If I got an idea for an update, I'll try and put it up.' If you want sex, futas, or seeming lack of public decency, while having semi-constant updates, check out 'Were'mon.' If I manage to get a few chapters done pretty quickly, then you got more to read, but if I don't then tough luck.
Doesn't mean I won't take ideas to help speed things along.
First off, sorry if I accidentally mixed the last two chapters positions around. Didn't quite think about checking with canon to see where those parts showed up, but it works well enough I guess. At any rate, I'm going to try and keep times like that to a minimum. Helps with keeping things in order.
Don't own Harry Potter or anything from DC Comics/Studios.
Setting the stage
"On the local scene, this janitor's wife had some strong words for the aliens she says stole her man." came from a propped TV in the break room of the Daily Planet that two women connected to Superman sat in.
"She isn't on the Menagerie list, is she?" asked the elder, Mrs. Martha Kent.
"Last time I checked, no." said the younger, Lois Lane.
The two were taking a break together after Martha showed up, spending a few days in an apartment set up by Morgana's group until things are fixed properly with the Kent farm. While neither were truly intensely connected to Morgana, the teen had offered support for both of them and Superman, who had occasionally showed up at the club to just really talk to people who were in a similar situation. An 'alien,' even if they were human. The three were grateful that no one was really allowed to walk away with his secret identity if he ever told them, forcing them to stay inside the club to keep it in their memories.
Otherwise, it would instantly go back to the far reaches of their minds, making it incredibly hard for all except the most powerful of telepaths to even stand a chance at bringing it up again.
However, that didn't mean much in the past few days, seeing as the man was dead.
Getting to a different topic, Lois asked, "You do know I could've done something to help, right?"
Martha nodded. "Yes, but not only did they get there first, but I didn't want to add to your plate. I had gotten behind in the payments, and the bank was about to jump me for it. Thankfully, I don't have to worry. If there is anybody that can be trusted to deal with this, it'd be either them or Mr. Wayne."
"He's just a bit harder to actually get a hold of for this," acknowledged Lois. "let alone get solo aid from. He's usually stuck in the public eye."
That was true. While Bruce was still helpful, such as when he rescued Martha from Lex's clutches a few years ago, his position as head of Wayne Enterprises did put a dampener on his ability to just really help because he could/wanted to. Sooner or later, his actions always went public, so he had to come up with some reason/excuse that the populous would accept.
Bank issues for a friend's mother isn't really something worth it. At least as far as Martha was concerned, but then again, that could just be her experience/pride talking.
At any rate, they also knew through the club that trouble was coming to Earth, and Bruce was helping to take measures to stop it. He needed to focus on that first and foremost.
Just then, one of Lois' co-workers showed up at the door with a question. "Hey, Lane. Who was your source, um, the activist in that university?"
Lois responded with a question of her own. "The kidnapping story?"
The man nodded. "I got tapped for it. Anyways, there were all those student protests. Sounding political to me. So, who's your guy?"
Lois smirked a bit. "Well, I'll see is she can take your call, Garrett."
Garrett chuckled. "So it's a she. Hmm."
After he left, though, Lois whispered to Martha, "It's not a she."
"Sounds like I've overstayed my welcome." said Martha.
"It's nothing like that." assured Lois, or at least tried to. "I'm...I'm having some trouble keeping myself focused, I guess. It was hard coming back."
Martha shrugged. "Well, I hardly read the news, anyway. So much bitterness. Of course, I think it's all because he's gone. But I suppose a mother does." She then took a lighter tone to try and change the air. "But it's not like there's any less that needs reporting. I wouldn't be surprised if Morgana made you the one to report when she brings all of that out into the open. And Clark did promise me you were gonna bring home another Pulitzer."
"Oh, did he?" asked Lois.
"Oh, yes, he did." said Martha. "He said that you were the thirstiest young woman that he'd ever met." After a couple of moments, she corrected herself. "Hungriest."
Lois nodded at that, finding at least a hint of truth at the older woman's words.
Martha continued with her praise. "He said you could smell a story further away than he could hear."
"Unless they already came knocking at her door." piped up Bakura, having just shown up out of nowhere.
"Bakura." the two ladies greeted.
"Sorry for barging in like this, but I thought I'd warn you." said Bakura, drawing a serious mood into the conversation. "That story might have to come out sooner than you think. The first skirmishes of the invasion have already arrived."
That got the two woman to pale at the implications. The trouble was coming sooner than they would've liked.
"It gets worse." continued Bakura. "They at least had help from Earth. Superman's death was the first indication."
Those words were among the worst to hear for them. A human had helped to kill Superman, all for an invasion?
Why?!
At any rate, time was running out.
XX(Like Hermione/Tigra, Tracey/Starfire and Daphne/Raven will depend on current function)XX
"You sure this is it, Daphne?" asked Tracey.
"He's here." confirmed Daphne. "I don't know how he'll react though. Or if he'll end up joining us or Mr. Wayne."
The two were recently assigned to make contact with a man named Victor Stone, who was declared 'dead' until recently when scans picked up enough of a signature to say otherwise. However, what confused a number was that it was more machine than human, so they were tasked to find out. Among other things.
At that moment, the two girls were standing outside of an apartment building somewhat towards a nicer edge of Gotham, hiding their appearances under a glamour charm for discretion.
"Let's go." Daphne said before walking forward, leading the way into the building.
When the two arrived at the room where she was sensing Victor to be, Daphne lightly knocked before saying only loud enough to be heard through the door. "Victor Stone?"
They waited a little bit in silence, before they heard a response. "What do you want?"
"Just to talk." Daphne told him. "Once we're finished, we won't bother you until you tell us your decision."
"Believe it, mister." said Tracey. "I've been around her long enough to known that she rarely has a sense of humor, so if she says we're here to talk, then we're here to talk. Nothing else."
A bit more silence followed before the door opened enough for the two to walk in. "Come in, then."
"Thank you." said Tracey for the both of them, right before he closed the door again. That's when they got a good look at him. "...that explains the read out they gave us."
Even if most of him was covered, it was pretty obvious to the two that the man was more machine than man now. Just how bad was the accident that caused this?
Despite that, Daphne slapped the back of her friend's head at the slip. "I apologize for my friend here. She's usually far more tactful than this."
"What exactly did you come here to talk about?" asked Victor, wanting to keep things simple.
"There is an invasion starting." explained Daphne. "It threatens the entirety of Earth, not just a select group. As many as possible will be needed to help fight back."
"We're joined with the Menagerie to try and help." said Tracey. "But that doesn't mean you have to do the exact same. Batman is creating a team of his own to do the same."
"What we're asking is that you don't just stay back and hide once the full attack comes." finished Daphne. She pulled out a file and left it on the counter near Victor. "This should give you the base idea of each of our groups. Sooner or later, Batman will most likely send someone of his team to try and talk to you. Read the file, then decide."
"We'll keep an eye out to see what's your choice." said Tracey. "Makes it easier than just having you call us. The Menagerie's still going to be open if you just want some R&R, though. But until then..."
"Azorath Metrion Zinthos." Daphne intoned. Next thing Victor knew, the two were covered in some form of dark energy and disappeared, leaving the file behind.
Victor stood there for what seemed like quite a while, staring at the place the two girls were once standing. Eventually, though, his eyes turned towards the file they left. A bit hesitant, he grabbed it, moved to a chair, sat down, and started reading through it.
Might as well at least read it.
XXXXX
In the meantime, Morgana was looking over the potential solution to the Parademons, which was simple enough, but the creatures themselves did give a slight issue to her agreement to try.
"So you're saying that I would have to use sex to establish a connection into the Parademons, and use it to 'override' Steppenwolf's influence?"
"Pretty much, My Lady." said the scientist that explained the idea. "However, it would probably be best done at a place that could help gather and focus enough energy to ensure success. There's no telling just how many Parademons there currently are."
"Which means I have to do it in Stonehenge." stated Morgana, knowing what the scientist was talking about there. Even with her power, the unknown numbers required extra care to make it work.
She sighed in acceptance of the fact. "Understood. Anything else?"
"Well, there is one thing actually, although it's a bigger stretch than the Parademon theory. There might be a way to revive Superman."
Morgana tensed in surprise at that. Turning to stare intensely at the one who was before her. "...What?"
"There...might be... a way to...revive...Superman." was repeated, albeit with an unnerved tone from the stare. While it may not entirely seem like something to be unnerved at all that much, Morgana could easily make things worse with a mere blink if she was even remotely upset.
"Explain."
"Well...it came up after we heard about the Mother Boxes. The energy to change an entire/destroy an entire planet. If we could somehow use it with the Genesis Chamber..."
"We could possibly bring him back." finished Morgana, seeing the problem. Even if magic can work with technology, there is a pretty major difference between human and alien technology. Not to mention natural/magical lightning wouldn't be enough if they needed to give the Mother Box a jump start. "Have you located a Mother Box and a possible power source?"
"We're still working on that part."
"Keep at it then. We need every able body we can, and a Kryptonian might actually be able to affect Steppenwolf if he was the only one that was targeted for assassination."
The scientist bowed before heading out to do as instructed, leaving Morgana alone to her whirling thoughts.
Just what is it about things like alien invasions and hostile take overs that causes things to so easily start spiraling out of control this badly? She couldn't help but wonder to herself as she banished her clothes and fell onto her bed. Things were similar when she attempted to deal with Gwendolyn and Slytherin in her past life, but now it's threatening the entire planet. Even she can be in need of help at times.
They just had a slight tendency to be less in amount and more in extremity.
Either way, she needed at least a little something to help cool down from all that has happened since the incident on Themyscira.
She then heard the door open. "Unless it's calmer news, I don't want to hear it."
"Good, because we weren't sent to talk." was the response, getting Morgana to sit up in confusion. But the confusion changed to a sultry smirk as she saw five of the Toys, naked and at attention.
Just the ticket. She mused before beckoning the group closer, setting them up for the quickie she needed to reset herself. She didn't make any copies this time, wanting it all straight with the original.
For those that don't quite like the teaser at the end, sorry, but that's just how it is. Not to mention it is just meant to be a quick bout of 'stress-relief' instead of anything truly big.
As for the note I made about Daphne and Tracey – while they are in places like Hogwarts, or don't need to be serious like a fight, then they'll be under those names. Otherwise, they'll go under Raven and Starfire. Keep things separate, and all.
Until next time. Please let me know what you think.