"Good morning young godling!"

Clark groaned as the booming voice woke him. "Five more minutes."

"How can he live on a farm and still be asleep?" Asked a feminine voice.

"If he doesn't get up now I'm going to burn his bed linens." Came a second female voice.

Clark knew those voices. Thor, Sif and Loki. And he knew Loki wasn't joking. He raised a hand from his position on his stomach. "I'm up!"

"Excellent. Prepare yourself for your day. You have much travelling to do and you have need of a few hours lessons before we leave." Thor instructed.

"Somebody's in trouble!" Loki sang as she grabbed Sif and skipped out of Clark's bedroom.

Clark quickly got washed and dressed before he jogged down the stairs. The memories of the previous evening were fresh in his mind, right up until Odin had shoved Thor's hammer into his hand.

In the kitchen his parents were sitting uncomfortably at the table with Thor and Sif whilst Loki, Amara and Dani pottered around cleaning and cooking.

"Did they kick you out of the castle already?" Clark teased.

"No, we got fed up of listening to Rachel and Emma exchange snide remarks." Loki sighed. "Even I never held a grudge this long when I was a man."

"You're a woman now Loki. You can hold onto it forever." Dani said with a teasing smile as she quoted Marge Simpson.

Jonathan and Thor both looked like they wanted to agree but wisely kept their mouths shut.

"Thor, the fight last night. You could have beaten me, right?" Clark asked, he was curious and hopeful. He didn't want to be considered more powerful than a god; it made him feel safer knowing that someone like Harry and Thor was out there to protect him.

"Last night I could have." Thor nodded. "But it would have been a hard fight, only won because I am older and have more stamina. When you have grown some more and reached your prime it will take several gods to defeat you."

"Not that you have to worry about that." Sif added. "As Father's apprentice you are afforded the same respect as he is. An attack on you is an attack on him, and that leads to the intervention of the pantheons themselves."

"So they weren't joking about the other gods punishing their Thor?" Jonathan asked.

"They were not." Thor said gravely. "It has only happened once in our own world. A man of great evil managed to persuade a being of great power but unstable mind to attack Lord Death. The attack was pointless and did little to slow him down, but the gods of all the pantheons, Greek, Norse, Japanese, Chinese… all of them assembled and defeated the man's army. They were merciless."

"But no one could really hurt him, could they?" Clark practically begged.

"They could not harm him nor kill him, but it might be possible to restrain or incapacitate him." Loki answered as she placed a plate of French toast on the table. "But it would not matter how dire the threat. An attack on an Aspect is an attack on Existence and we gods are duty bound to protect Existence… besides, if Existence ends, so do we, so it's more self-preservation really." She smirked.

Clark nodded with a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry about it Clark." Loki assured him. "The only thing capable of truly taking out an Aspect is the combined forces of the other Aspects and they all like Harry as he acts as a champion for them."

After a few moments Martha spoke up. "Clark, why didn't you tell us you were having nightmares?" She asked with concern.

Clark was shocked; he didn't think anyone had noticed.

"You're supposed to talk to Jean about these things, if she knew she could have helped you." Dani scolded as she swatted his shoulder in annoyance. "She had to spend all night singing over your bed to calm you."

"She did? But how did you know?" Clark knew that Amara charmed everything in his room unbreakable so he wouldn't have to have a repeat performance from his sleep flying. She had also put privacy charms so they couldn't hear him whilst he slept.

"Take a look outside." Jonathan rolled his eyes.

Clark frowned but stood and went to the window. There were scorch marks all over the ground and the barn had several holes in it.

"Are the animals alright?" He asked quickly.

"We managed to move them with Harry's help." Martha assured him.

"It took me a good five minutes to rein the storm in." Thor said, clearly impressed. "Your powers as a Thunder God appear to be fully mature. Uncle Harry believes this to be because the divinity you received came from a mature source."

"What? What divinity?" Clark asked.

"Jean said his memory might be a little fuzzy about that part." Amara nodded. "Clark, last night Odin granted you everything that was Thor's. His property, his place amongst the Aesir, his hammer and more importantly his divinity and powers."

"Long story short … you're a god kid." Dani smirked.

Clark paled.

Then he fainted.


Harry was currently dealing with a distraught Lana and fairly pissed off set of Cuckoos.

"Let me get this straight, you've been receiving anonymous love letters at your parents grave… which for the record is creepy. You then decided to spend the night there out in the open, alone, waiting to meet this admirer… which, again, for the record is the dumbest idea ever. Then you three scared him into passing out (can't blame the guy for that) and the four of you decided to take him for coffee in the middle of the night before he ran home to a man who threatened the lot of you with a gun.

"Am I getting this right?" Harry asked somewhat sarcastically.

"He was so kind and gentle and this man just pointed a gun at him, it was like Byron wanted be abused." Lana said desperately.

"Are we sure he was abused?" Harry asked.

"He had restraint marks on his wrists." Phoebe nodded.

"Alright, but be prepared for the same lecture from the Sheriff." Harry chuckled as he picked up the phone to call Miller.


"Bad idea Martha. Bad, bad, bad idea." Lex whispered vehemently as he walked Martha out to her truck.

Martha had just arrived to pick up the check for the monthly cheque from Lex for his groceries. She had also wanted to check on Lex as they hadn't seen him in a few days. She had discovered Lionel Luthor had moved in which explained everything.

Only Lionel was in a bad mood with his blindness and fired his assistant… apparently his fourth so far. After showing a decent grasp of business acumen Lionel offered her the job of his assistant.

"You don't need the money and it puts you at risk. That puts Clark at risk, I'm already a big enough risk around my father, why do you think I haven't been round the past few days?"

"It could give us insight into what he is up to." Martha argued.

"A spy? No, absolutely not. I will go over your head, over your husband and son's heads and straight to Amara if I have to." He said with very slight upturned lips in a smile. He was well aware that Amara treated the family like they were her children, even Martha.

"I still think it would be a good idea." Martha scowled.

"And I think you are underestimating my abilities. I'm a Luthor, I was born and bred for this sort of thing."

"But I have other abilities." She said pointedly.

"Which is the final nail in the coffin." Lex scoffed. "A single slip and your life will be hell. My entire house is bugged, there is a reason I don't invite you all over."

"You bugged your own house?" Martha asked in confusion.

"You do remember the incident with Victoria? Or my housekeepers?"

Martha could only grimace and nod. In truth she couldn't help but feel a little relieved, she was happy to avoid the backstabbing world of business and politics.


Sheriff Miller, Lana, Harry and the Cuckoos stood outside the Moore's house as Mr. Moore accused Lana and the Cuckoos of pulling a horrible prank by bringing up their dead son.

"Sir, if we could just take a look around we could clear this up and put the girls minds at ease." Harry offered. He knew the boy was there, he could see the soul in the cellar.

"Absolutely not! You have no right, especially after the callous accusations of these… girls." He spat.

"Please, just leave us alone. Haven't we suffered enough?" Mrs. Moore begged.

"Do you know who I am?" Harry asked. "I am Doctor Potter. I work at the hospital and school. I have friends with access to some of the most advanced medical techniques and processes in the world.

"Now, these girls don't lie without good reason. And I believe them about this. They have no reason to bring the Sheriff and myself out here and expose themselves to possible harassment suits. They told me that your son said he is sick, I might be able to help him or get him help."

"We know that Byron was part of an experimental drug program when he was young, Mrs. Moore." Phoebe spoke up.

"We researched and found the records and the death certificate." Celeste added.

"Do you really think you are helping your son by locking him away for his entire life? There are better options." Mindee spat in disgust. "He likes to read, we can give him access to immense libraries, we can get him recordings of Shakespeare's plays performed by the masters. We can introduce him to friends.

"But all you can do is lock him away and treat him like a dog!"

Mr. Moore was livid. "How dare you! We love our son! We give him everything we can and we try to make sure he doesn't harm anyone else!"

Mindee just looked at Harry and the Sheriff with a happy smile. Harry was chuckling whilst the Sheriff frowned. "I believe we have now provided you with the necessary evidence." She declared.

"What are you talking about, girl?" Mr. Moore demanded.

"You just admitted your son is still alive and that you are hiding him." Harry smirked. "You just got played."

Sheriff Miller had his hand on his gun, but it was still holstered. "Hand over the rifle Mr. Moore and exit the house. You too Mrs. Moore."

"Please, don't hurt him! He's all we have!" Mrs. Moore wailed.

"Would you relax, Harry's a doctor." Mindee snapped.

"Mindee!" Lana gasped, shocked at her attitude.

"What? They could have taken him to any public hospital and eventually they would have worked out how to manage whatever his symptoms are. He may have been confined to a house but he still could have had friends and something resembling a life."

"Sheriff, if you watch over Mr. and Mrs. Moore I will go and meet young Byron." Harry suggested.

The Sheriff nodded but couldn't help the small smile at the seemingly young man call another person young as though he were past his prime. The doctor was a good man but vey much an old soul.

"Please, don't bring him out in the sunlight, it causes his problems." Mrs. Moore called out.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Very well. I will arrange for my colleague to come here with some equipment and then we will see what we can do about moving him somewhere better than a cellar." He said as he headed inside.


The relocation of Byron Moore to the Metropolis hospital was left in the hands of Jean as Harry met up with Clark in order to head off on their trip to the Devil's Triangle, a.k.a. the Bermuda Triangle. Brunhilde was accompanying them with Loki and Sif. Thor decided to remain behind to fill the void in an emergency.

The first leg was handled by Harry who teleported them all to Miami. He had systematically travelled to all the major cities in America and Europe in the weeks prior to introducing himself to Clark just so he could teleport to them. Once there the group took off with Brunhilde carrying Sif and Harry carrying Loki neither of whom could fly.

"How was your god training Clark?" Harry asked as they flew high above the ocean beyond the range of natural human sight.

"Disturbing. Every time I succeeded was another piece of proof that I am now the God of Thunder." He grimaced.

"Suck it up, cutie." Loki teased. "Sooner you accept it the sooner you master your powers and the less likely you are to fry your parent's cattle."

"You do realise the downside of being a god though, don't you Clark?" Harry asked.

"You mean there's more than the general downsides?"

"I can't make you a magical. I can't put a magical core in a god. It just doesn't work."

"But how does Loki do magic?"

"Through rituals and the like." The ebony haired goddess answered. "Most of the small stuff is illusionary for which I have a gift, I can also shapeshift. Most gods have some ability to use their divinity the same way they others use magic."

"Like how Aphrodite teleports." Harry explained.

They travelled for a few more minutes before they spotted the island. None of them recognised it from the maps so they assumed it was the right one. They landed on a beautiful sandy beach.

"It's like a paradise." Clark smiled. "Chloe and Lana are going to be very jealous. Not to mention Mom, Dad and Lex… you are going to be in so much trouble with your girls though." He laughed.

"Pfft, I can easily bring them back here. Unlike you who has to fly everywhere." Harry taunted with a smile.

"I hope I get faster then." Clark sighed.

"KILL THE MEN!"

At the sound of the female war cry from the nearby forest, Loki turned to Harry. "What did you do?" She asked archly.

"Nothing that you didn't… other than be born with a penis."

"I was born with a penis."

"Right… just not in that body."

"Father, do we retaliate or try and talk them down?" Sif asked as she tried to ignore the banter between her father and sister-in-law.

"Aphrodite sent us here. So I guess they just didn't get the message." Harry shrugged.

There were numerous females pouring out of the forest all dressed in white and armed with a variety of swords, spears, shields and bows and arrows.

"Clark, catch any arrows that come our way." Harry instructed as he stepped forward.

"Yes oh mighty Death." Clark muttered.

Sif and Loki shared smile. Clark was developing a sense of humour. Clearly their Harry was rubbing off on him.

"We were sent by the Goddess Aphrodite. We come in peace." Harry called out.

The response was a spear thrown at him that went straight through his chest.

He sent a glare at Clark.

"You said to catch the arrows, you didn't mention the spears." He smirked.

"Now? Now is when you want to play with semantics?" Harry asked unbelievingly.

"You're Death. Suck it up."

"I am so going to up your training tonight." Harry grumbled.

Clark was having fun running around and catching the arrows. He already had fifty. He decided to start catching the spears as well.

"They aren't stopping." Loki observed as they came closer.

Sif drew her sword as Loki hefted her staff.

"Aphrodite, a little help would be appreciated." Harry spoke to the sky.

The goddess heard and appeared next to Harry with a smile. She turned and kissed him deeply causing the women to falter.

"HE HAS DEFILED THE GODDESS!" Someone shouted.

Aphrodite frowned. "Whoever said that is so getting smited." She growled. "Athena! Sort these foolish women out." She ordered as she looked to the sky.

There were two impacts in front of Harry and Aphrodite that caused the women to halt their charge. When the sand settled two female warriors stood side by side with their weapons drawn one had armour, a shield and a sword whilst the other carried a bow and arrow and was dressed in animal skins.

"Stand down Amazons or we will be forced to kill you." One of the women ordered.

One of the women was either brave enough or stupid enough to speak up. "But Goddess, they are men!"

"That is a god. He is also the apprentice of Death! The other one is actually Death and if you continue to try and harm them we will be forced to kill you under the ancient laws of the universe."

"But they keep women as slaves!"

"Hey! I am nobodies slave and you had damn well better watch your tongue Missy or I will cut it out!" Loki snarled.

Clark was shocked by Loki's aggressive and angry attitude. She had always seemed a bubbly character like Dani. He had expected that response from Sif.

"Where is Hippolyta?" The goddess in armour asked. "Why does your Queen not lead you into battle?"

"She is guiding the battle from the palace." Another of the warrior women said as she knelt before the new goddesses.

The goddess' face twisted into one of disgust. "Take us to the palace. The rest of you may collect your worthless arrows and spears from Kal-El, the Aesir God of Thunder."

Clark stood there trying not to smile at the petulant women who came up to him and tried to take the huge bundle of arrows and spears he held.

Unfortunately he had collected over a hundred arrows alone and thirty spears. This was far too heavy for the women who dropped them with a loud crash.

"I'll just leave you to it." Clark smiled before jogging over to Harry.

"Clark, meet Athena and Artemis. Ladies, meet Clark Kent… baby god." He indicated the armoured goddess and animal-skin clad goddess respectively.

Clark glared at Harry's Cheshire grin there was a flash of lightning followed by a loud thunderclap. The lightning crashed down on top of Harry's head.

"Very funny." Harry groused as he rubbed his rapidly re-growing hair.

Artemis paled. "You attacked Death!" She gasped.

"I attack him at least once a day. This is one of the rare times my attack got through." Clark smiled proudly.

"Relax Artemis." Athena smiled. "Kal-El had no intention of trying to harm and kill Death. It is intent that is the key."

"Yes, otherwise Mother would be very frustrated when Father pisses her off." Sif giggled.

"Shall we head to the palace?" Aphrodite offered.

"Lead the way ladies." Harry said with a bow.

"Tell me Kal-El, how did you learn to master the powers of the Thunderer so quickly?" Athena asked.

"Harry and the others have been teaching my how to handle my other powers for over a year now. It really wasn't that hard once Thor explained what to look for." Clark explained as they walked. "My Lady, why do you call me Kal-El?"

Athena smiled. "So polite. We are equals here Kal-El. I call you that because it is your birth name. Also, I believe it would be beneficial for you to be known as 'Kal-El, the God of Thunder' instead of 'Clark Kent, the God of Thunder'. It will be much harder to maintain a separate identity otherwise."

"Can't argue with that." Harry agreed.

"Why in the name of All-Father would you want to argue with the Goddess of Wisdom?" Loki demanded of Harry.

"Well you wouldn't but let's face it, I argue with Odin all the time and he's a God of Wisdom."


Back in Smallville Jean had sent the girls to school whilst she oversaw Byron's situation. Emma wrote them a note excusing their absence from morning classes. Scott was being shadowed by Rachel, which meant Scott did a lot more glaring at his students when they stared to long at his daughter. Scott's main objective was keeping Rachel away from Emma. It was actually very sad for him that his daughter refused to accept Emma as part of his life.

During lunch he took her for a brief tour, showing her Dani and Harry's office before moving on to the Torch.

"Good, you're back." Scott smiled as he saw Lana and Chloe. "Would you mind showing Rachel around? I need to attend to some business."

"Dad, I promised I wouldn't make trouble for The Bitch."

"Yet you still call her that." Scott said sadly as he walked away.

"Why do you hate her so much?" Chloe asked when he was out of earshot.

"Because The Bitch tried to seduce my dad when he went to her for counselling. She went in his head and claimed it didn't count. Then when Mom died she continued to do it in the physical world, she wasn't even cold in the ground yet." Rachel spat.

"But Jean likes her." Lana pointed out. "They seem like good friends."

"And that's the only thing I don't like about my Mom."

"What about when they sleep with Harry's soul mates? Or Harry sleeps with your Mom?" Chloe asked. She blushed as she remembered the Cuckoos telling the story of how Jean and Harry met and spent a thousand years together. "Your Dad was alive whilst your Mom was spending a thousand years with Harry."

"LA-LA-LA-LA-I am not hearing this!" Rachel shouted loudly with her fingers jammed in her ears.

Chloe and Lana looked at each other. They couldn't believe that this girl was as old as Jean and Emma. Even Dani and the Cuckoos were more mature.

"Alright fine, we won't talk about it anymore." Chloe said loudly. Neither of the two mortal girls where particularly impressed with the visiting Phoenix. She seemed like a spoiled brat.

"Good." Rachel said smugly. "Now, how far are you in your training?" She asked Chloe.

"What training?"

"Phoenix training. I assume you've been doing it since Mom and Dad got here so Mom must have taught you how to transform. Once you can do that it is supposed to be easier to learn to access your powers in human for- you have no idea what I am talking about." She could see the completely confused look on the girls' faces.

"Are you trying to say that Chloe is a Phoenix?" Lana asked.

"Well yeah. Why didn't they tell you? It's pretty obvious… to a Phoenix. Harry would have known just by looking at you."

Chloe calmly stood up and headed for the door. Lana looked at Rachel before grabbing Rachel and her keys and following her before locking the door behind them.

They caught up to her as they reached the gym where they saw her approach the Cuckoos and Laura.

"Is it true?" She demanded. "Am I a Phoenix?"

The four girls glared at Rachel.

"Hey, don't blame me! You didn't tell me it was a secret. It's obvious what she is so I didn't see a reason not to mention it. I just asked how her training was going."

"We didn't tell her because she isn't sixteen yet and that is the usual age we deal with it." Phoebe scowled.

"You can be so damned irresponsible sometimes Rachel." Mindee snapped.

Celeste turned to Chloe. "We weren't hiding it, it's just traditional to reveal and begin training at age sixteen. Rachel knows this as she helped train other Phoenixes."

"You still kept it from me. What gives you that right?"

"Harry and the Phoenix Council. And it's not a right." Phoebe answered. "It's a law. Like most laws Harry is involved in creating it's fairly flexible but it is usually really worth it. Let me show you." She said as she closed her eyes.

"Chloe? Chlo?" Lana asked as the girl's eyes stared straight ahead, unblinking.

"She forgot to tell her to close her eyes." Laura sighed as she stepped forward and gently brushed the closed with the palm of her hand. "It's really uncomfortable when you come out of a trance like that with your eyes all dried up."

"She really is a Phoenix?" Lana asked.

"She is." Celeste answered.

"But someone has spoiled our big surprise party." Mindee glared at Rachel.

"How is this my fault?"

"Well, how about this, you can be the one to tell Jean and Harry what you did." Mindee sneered.

"Me!?"

"Your mess, your clean up." Celeste smirked.

"Yes, but we aren't letting her anywhere near Chloe's training." Phoebe frowned as she and Chloe came back to awareness. Phoebe placed her hands on Chloe's shoulders to steady her.

"Wow… you guys throw some huge parties." She said with wide eyes.

"The emergence of a Phoenix is a big deal. We are very rare compared to other life forms." Celeste smiled.

"Now that you know of your true nature we will have to be much more firm with you." Phoebe scowled. "We can no longer just be your friends in private. It is how we make sure that you will be worthy of being a Phoenix."

"Yeah, look what happened to Rachel, she's a bloody child." Mindee sneered.

"Hey!"

"Rachel, the law was put in place because of you." Celeste sighed. "You've been alive for a hundred thousand years and you still can't show Emma any respect and you ignore the hurt it causes your parents."

"Can we get back to us not being friends?" Chloe asked worriedly. She hated to admit it but the Triplets had grown on her.

"For the next year or so we, along with Jean are your instructors. We are more than that really." Phoebe explained. "We will be like a stern parent combined with a taskmaster."

"The training is intense and is based on what Harry's Dad taught him and his friend Neville. The first Human/Phoenix he met." Mindee added.

"Are we sure I'm a Phoenix?" Chloe swallowed nervously.

"We can prove it tonight." Celeste assured her with a smile.


"Hippolyta! Where are you?" Athena demanded as they entered the Grecian style palace. "I swear, these girls are getting far too uppity."

"Uppity?" Sif asked.

"They have a bad history with men. So for that I could excuse them for attacking you, especially as it is the law that any man who sets foot on Themiscyra is to be put to death." She explained. "But we specifically told Hippolyta that Death was coming with his apprentice. We made it clear he was male but was to be treated as though Zeus himself had stepped onto the island."

"They've been isolated for several thousand years now. Their last known major interaction with men was when they were conquered and brutally subjugated by Hercules and his armies." Aphrodite added.

"I'm sorry, did you just tell me that Hercules of this world led an army to rape a city of women?" Harry asked disbelievingly.

"Yes My Lord. It was disgusting, despite the fact that Hippolyta allowed herself to be taken in by the man."

"Where is Hercules now?" There was a sub-zero vein of ice in Harry's question.

"He was made into a pillar that supports Themiscyra, he suffers as he sits near Doom's Doorway, the entrance Hade's Realm." Athena answered.

"No. I will not have such a soul in existence." Harry scowled. You will take me to him before we depart the island and I will destroy him."

The three Greek goddesses bowed low. "As you wish My Lord." They said as one.

Harry nodded before relaxing his posture. "Now, I assume the young lady hiding behind the pillar is not Hippolyta." Harry gestured to a nearby column.

"Come forth child. Present yourself." Artemis instructed.

A girl approximately eighteen years old with long, wavy, ebony hair quickly hurried over before prostrating herself before the three Greeks. "Forgive me My Goddesses. I didn't mean to overhear. I was caught in here when you arrived."

"Then you should have made your presence known. Some things are not meant for mortal ears." Athena admonished. "Now, rise Diana, Princess of the Amazons."

Slowly Diana rose, always keeping her face to the floor though.

"This is Lord Death and his Apprentice, Kal-El, the God of Thunder. The women are his wife, Brunhilde, his daughter Sif and his goddaughter Loki, all four are of the Aesir."

"My Lord's and Ladies." She bowed slightly. "Is it my time? Am I to die today?" She asked as she began to tremble.

"No child. But our visit does involve you." Aphrodite assured her.

"Diana, look at us when we speak to you." Harry said softly.

"It is not right, My Lord." She shook her head vigorously.

"Where is your pride girl?" Loki demanded. "Athena called you a princess. How do you expect to lead your people if you can't even look where you're going?"

"I was told that to look on a man is a death sentence."

Artemis frowned. "Who filled your head with such nonsense?"

"My mother said-"

"God that woman gets on my last nerve." She growled. "It will be a good thing to get Diana away from her for a while. Lord Death and Clark will be excellent examples of men for her to be around."

"NOOOOOO!"

The howl of horror was accompanied by the emergence of a tall blonde woman in her mid thirties who ran up to Diana and hugged her to her chest tightly.

"Please, don't give my daughter to men. Take me instead!"

"I think that's Hippolyta." Loki whispered loudly to Sif who just closed her eyes and breathed out deeply at her friend's antics.

"Can I ask a question?" Clark asked carefully, he really didn't want to step on anyone's toes here.

"Of course, Kal-El." Aphrodite smiled warmly. "You are our honoured guest here."

Clark nodded with a thankful smile before he frowned and turned to Hippolyta. "What do you mean by 'give you daughter to men'?"

Hippolyta looked at Clark and Harry with a look of utter hatred and loathing. "You are men! All you do is take women and rape and use them. You will not have my daughter!"

"So you are accusing us of being rapists?"

"All men are such!"

"Foolish child!" Artemis snapped as she struck the blonde woman across the cheek. "Have you learnt nothing? You go from believing that everyone can be reasoned with to believing that every man is pure evil!"

"You saw what they did!" Hippolyta snarled.

There was a loud crack as Sif strode forward and struck Hippolyta across the other cheek. "Mind your tongue girl. How dare you question those who are older, wiser and far more experienced than you in such a manner."

"Sif." Harry said softly.

Sif lowered her head first at Harry then at Artemis in silent apology.

Artemis merely nodded at her.

"The Lady Sif is quite right." Athena said calmly. "What superior knowledge do you have that we do not? We who have existed for millennia upon millennia, who have travelled the worlds and seen the hearts of both men and women."

"I have experienced the 'hearts of men'." Hippolyta sneered at Harry and Clark. "I will die before I let a man near my daughter."

Clark had been pretty upset hearing about what the Queen had been through. His memories of his Red Kryptonite activities came to mind and he shuddered. But then he saw that familiar smirk on Harry's face and he knew that whatever insanity he was about to pull was likely to work… regardless of the chaos.

"Die?" Harry said softly with a grin that caused both Hippolyta and Diana to pullback fearfully. "No, I have something planned for you that might just drive you insane. If the goddesses permit." He finished with a wink at the three Greeks.

"Our Lord Death's wisdom is without parallel." Athena bowed. "We welcome his word."

Harry bowed low to the goddesses. "You honour me." He then stood up straight and took a step back. "Lady Aphrodite, please bring Princess Diana before me."

As Aphrodite stepped forward Hippolyta clutched her daughter tighter. "Please no!"

Athena and Artemis stepped forward and forcibly made her release Diana.

"Come child, Lord Death bears you no ill will. I give you my oath as a goddess." Aphrodite smiled kindly at the clearly terrified young woman.

It was clear that Diana was torn between the words of her mother and the respect she had for her deities. It was only the fact that her mother had taught her that the gods were above even her and responsible for giving herself to her mother that made her trust the Goddess of Love.

When they reached Harry a few feet away he smiled at them. "Your mother was brutally hurt by men once. But not all men are the same. Just as not all women are the same." He told Diana. He slowly leaned forward and placed a hand on the girl's right hip causing her to flinch, but she bravely stay put. "Clark and I will be outside whilst my daughters explain what I have done to you. I want you to explain it to your mother."

Harry nodded to Sif and Loki before gesturing for Clark to follow him.

"What did you do?" Clark asked when they were outside.

"In my original home universe, I saved a young girl from being raped. I adopted that girl as my sister; I never knew she was my soul mate until she died. The attempted rape shook me deeply and I spent months working on a way to protect her from that threat. I modified a charm that hides the knowledge that a person has genitalia. They don't know that person has genitalia and can't figure that fact out, if you were to strip the person you would not see their genitalia. Only the person protected by the charm can reveal the secret."

"Doesn't that them make them neither male or female?" Clark asked.

"No, that was one of the things I tested. You will still find the person sexually attractive based on their gender, you just won't be aware of their plumbing." Harry chuckled.

"Ok, so why are you doing this for Princess Diana and showing her mother?"

"You are about to find out." Harry said as he headed back inside.

Clark could see that the three Greek goddesses looked very pleased. Sif and Loki were amused and Diana was very embarrassed.

Hippolyta however continued to glare at Clark and Harry as if she could make them burst into flame. Clark was glad he was a Kryptonian at that point.

"I am not only Death. I am also the Master of Magic."

"And an Avatar of Love." Aphrodite smiled proudly.

"Love would never choose a man!"

Aphrodite was apoplectic with rage. "How dare you think yourself worthy to divine the desires of an Aspect! You are not worthy of leading my Amazons."

Diana gasped; this was getting worse and worse. "Mother please! These are the goddesses, you must respect what they say." She pleaded.

"Even a goddess can be duped by a man. They were created in part by a man." Hippolyta responded with dark sadness.

"Wow. She just insulted three of the most noble and decent goddesses I ever knew in two worlds." Loki said in shock.

The three Greeks had turned around, showing their backs to Hippolyta. They had abandoned her.

"I am taking you back to Clark's home with me." Harry said sadly. "There you will work on a farm and serve a man."

"Never!"

"You have no choice. This one man will teach you that every person is different. You cannot claim they are all evil or not. Eventually you will live in a city, maybe one day you will learn your lesson and the goddesses may grant you a place among the Amazons again."

"I will never serve a man. Nothing you do will change that." She said defiantly.

Harry just shrugged. He turned to the Greeks. "My Ladies, I apologise for the pain and trouble my visit has caused."

"No my Lord!" Artemis knelt quickly. "We apologise. We had sought to bestow a gift on you, but instead we have brought you pain and trouble."

"My Lord, I request a boon from you and your family." Aphrodite said as she and Athena joined Artemis in kneeling.

"Rise My Ladies, and ask." Harry smiled.

"My Lord, my Amazons are without a Queen. I could appoint another Amazon but that would not solve the current problems. I would ask that you grant me leave to offer the crown to Amara Aquilla, not only is she well versed in Greco-Roman ways but she is a being filled with great love."

Clark found himself agreeing with that sentiment. Amara spoke like the goddesses quite often and it was true that she was very nurturing. Dani took joy in working the farm and caring for the animals. But there was something deeper in the way Amara took to the farm.

Harry closed his eyes and a second later Amara was standing there with Dani, Martha and Jonathan.

Everyone ignored Hippolyta's hiss and snarl at Jonathan who was so shocked by the act he actually stumbled back into Dani.

"Amara Aquilla, with your husbands permission I would like to offer you the crown of Themiscyra." Aphrodite smiled warmly at the blonde haired mutant. "I created the Amazons long ago, they suffered horribly at the hands of men but since then they have become insular and hateful of all things male. I believe you would be perfect to lead them on a new path where they may once again become my messengers of peace, love and cooperation."

"This would take me from my husband and family?" Amara said worriedly.

"Not at all. Though you would need to be on hand or available for the Amazons needs, there is no reason you cannot reside with your family. You have the means and technology to make it unnecessary to live on the island at all times. Though I would say that having your family live here at times would be beneficial for the Amazons."

"Might I have time to speak with my family?"

"Of course. We will remain on Themiscyra for a week whilst you make your decision." Aphrodite indicated herself, Artemis and Athena.

"I will try not to take that long." Amara smiled.

The goddesses inclined their heads in acceptance.

Aphrodite then turned to Harry. "We told you that we the gods and goddesses of Olympus had a gift for you here. We present Princess Diana of Themiscyra, moulded from clay and given life by us. Love has granted her a natural soul bond to yourself."

"NOOO!"

The group turned as Hippolyta screamed and ran at Harry with her sword out. She was not quick enough as Athena hefted her spear and threw it at the deposed queen, sending her flying back and pinning her to a column. She slumped there dead.

"Mother!"

"I apologise for giving you more work, Lord Death." Athena grimaced.

Harry sighed. "Don't worry, it does make her easier to deal with." He looked to where he could see the terrified soul of Hippolyta just waiting for Hades to come and get her. "You! Stay right there. I am not done with you."

"Harry, maybe you should deal with the Qu- I mean Miss Hippolyta first. I don't think you can talk to the Princess in her current state." Clark suggested as he indicated the bawling Diana.

"Humph, I suppose you're right." He groused as he walked over to Diana. "Princess, come with me." He said softly as he hooked her elbow with his hand and lifted her to her feet. He led her to the broken body of her mother, pinned to the wall by Athena's spear like a butterfly to a corkboard.

He reached out a hand and Hippolyta's soul appeared causing Diana to gasp. "As you can see, your mother's body is dead but her soul is still here. Athena, would you retrieve your spear please."

Athena strode over, there was a horrendous wrenching noise and blood sprayed everywhere as she pulled the spear from both the pillar and the body.

Harry glared at the embarrassed Athena now that they and Diana were covered in blood.

"My Apologies."

Harry rolled his eyes and cleaned them off with a wave of his hands. He then placed a hand on the corpse and Diana could only watch in awe as the body healed itself.

"Right, you will get in your body and behave yourself or so help me I will turn you over to my goddaughter, and trust me, you don't want me to do that." Harry warned Hippolyta. Without warning he threw her soul into her body causing it to arch and gasp as it sucked in air.

"I will keep her in place, Husband." Brunhilde offered as she stepped forward and clamped a hand on the woman's shoulder.

"Thank you dear." Harry smiled at his wife. "Aphrodite, Athena and Artemis. I thank you and the gods of Olympus for your gift and the honest thought that went into it. But might I suggest someone explains it to Diana?"

The look of horror and confusion on Diana's face was enough to make the goddesses wince.


Lana found herself being dragged along to the castle that evening by Chloe who wanted more information about her being a Phoenix as well as proof.

"Where's Rachel?" Chloe asked as they sat down in the common room.

"We had to send her before the Phoenix Council." Jean scowled. "I love my daughter but she has completely the wrong attitude at times."

"How will you and the others get home?" Lana asked Thor.

"Uncle Harry can send us home or Jean can take us." He shrugged.

"I'll probably do it." Jean said. "I'd rather keep Harry here to handle anything big."

"Will Clark be back for school tomorrow?" Chloe asked.

"Yes, Emma is going to pick him up. Harry and his wives need to stay on the island." Scott said. "Turns out the gift from the gods was a new soul mate. She's the princess of a tribe of Amazon women who were taught that all men are evil."

"Ain't that the truth." Chloe grinned.

"Thou art a lesbian, Chloe?" Thor grinned interested.

Chloe blushed causing Thor to laugh. "Never fails, a woman declares she is done with men but ask her if she is a lesbian and she will quickly affirm that she does indeed… like men."

"What if she really was a lesbian?" Lana challenged.

Thor's smile vanished. "Unfortunately that attitude is usually part of a deeper problem, 'tis a sad thing when a person's orientation is determined by sour experiences with one of the genders."

"Which is precisely the problem that Harry is having to deal with on the island. The Queen ordered her army to attack Harry and Clark as soon as they arrived." Emma scowled. "Her attitude was so bad that the goddesses removed her as Queen and asked for Amara to assume the throne."

"Why Amara?" Chloe asked.

"Amara was born a princess in a Roman civilisation. She was raised to assume the throne of her people before she became an X-Man." Scott answered.

"Does that mean she won't be around so much?"

"Not really, the goddesses have proposed the use of magic and technology so that she can easily travel and communicate with the island as needed. She will probably only spend a few hours a day there."

"Ok, how are you going to prove I am supposed to be a Phoenix?" Chloe asked becoming impatient.

"As Lana is here, if she agrees we will give her a cut on her arm and then put your tears in it. If the tears work like mine did for you then you know you are a Phoenix." Jean explained simply.

"How big of a cut?" Lana asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'll use a numbing charm and there won't be a scar." She smiled reassuringly.

"I can't cry on demand you know."

"Actually you can. Just think about the need for your tears to help others."

"It's a voluntary action?" Lana asked.

"To a degree." Jean allowed. "There has to be a reason to cry beyond wanting a stockpile. When I gave the tears to heal Chloe after the attack at Lex's mansion I cried because I wanted to heal her."

"Is there a limit on how much you can produce? For instance, if you were to sit at the desk in the emergency room, would you be able to cry all day as people came in?"

"All day, non-stop until the patients stopped."

There was a loud sniffle.

"I believe Miss Sullivan has begun creating her first tears." Emma said with an amused smirk.