Apex Predator

By Bubbajack

Beta: Diller

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from Capcom, Marvel, or DC comics. Also, this fic is now rated M due to a lemon in this chap, and any future lemons that may take place between characters.

Ch.5: Time marches on.

The morning after Garfield's 'death'

The Avengers were running around like chickens with their heads cut off as they searched for various important object belonging to them, and some just searched for pants to wear…well most of them did, Natasha Romanov just sat at the kitchen table and drank coffee with a smirk on her face and watched the spectacle with amusement.

Seeing this, Tony Stark aka Ironman the millionaire playboy philanthropist of the group, stopped and asked "What, don't tell me that Gene D. Wolfe didn't steal anything from you?"

Gene D. Wolfe, one of the most infamous of thieves'. Infamous because no one had ever seen his face, he was only active for a year and in that time he pulled off heists that left professionals' who had been in the business for years green with envy. He would often leave a painted calling card in the form of a side profile of a wolves head made out of a DNA double helix. One such mark was found on the floor of their foyer sprayed in ink.

Taking a sip of her coffee Natasha replied "On the contrary Stark, he stole not only all of my guns, but also the bra I was wearing to bed last night."

'Lucky bastard.' Tony thought thinking of how he got to see the Black Widow's 'Motherland' before saying "Then why aren't you freaking out like the rest of us?"

In response to this, the former spy said "Unlike the rest of you, my things are easily replaced. Well, Bruce just needs to buy more pants but anyway, gather the others in the control room, I have something to show them…and tell Bruce to put a bathrobe on."

After the Avenger's did as she asked and Bruce was thankfully wearing a bathrobe, Black Widow turned to a projector that was hooked up to a laptop and said "You all want to know what happened to your things. Well here is your answer."

She then hit play on a YouTube video and they watched as in the thief robbed them in first person. Occasionally a caption would pop up as if the thief were talking the first was in Cap's room.

Upon seeing the Captain a caption popped up saying "He dead? He sure looks it, but that aside peak human physical prowess and he still can't tell he's being robbed. But to be fair, if I wasn't on a job, I'd ask him for an autograph."

"See Cap, even the criminals love you." Tony joked as the person stole his shield before being grabbed on reflex by the red white and blue avenger before narrowly escaping.

"Damn, that was close. Thought I was made there for a second"

He then made his way into Thor's room and upon seeing all the busted glass, the caption said "Dude, Thor, clean up after yourself man. This isn't Asgard and the bottles don't magically reform or whatever happens up there."

The god of thunder had the decency to look sheepish as the others chuckled at his expense. What really surprised them all however is that he was able to easily lift Mjolnir. "Damn and here I thought this thing would weigh a metric ton or something. Go figure."

By my Father's spear! He hefted Mjolnir, for a mortal to be worthy of a god's weapon…" Thor said in awed tones as the thief moved on to Hawkeyes room.

"I've always wondered who would win in a fight, Hawkeye or Green Arrow, what do you guys think?"

"Please, I could beat that Peter Pan of the forest any day of the week." Hawkeye scoffed.

The bow of Hawkeye acquired, he moved on to Bruce's room and, seeing little of value said "Fuck it." Before proceeding to steal all of his pants, causing all the Avenger's even Bruce himself to laugh.

The thief looked back at Bruce once and said "See you at the next Kermit meeting Bruce, and remember, it ain't easy being green."

That caused his jaw to drop for a moment before he paused the video, rubbed his eyes, looked at the message again before he shook his head and said "Damn it, I should've guessed."

Everyone looked at the gamma irritated scientist who was silent for a moment. A moment too long as Cap asked "Well speak up soldier, who is he?"

"Just a harmless prankster Cap, nothing to worry about." Bruce replied.

Clearly not buying it, the first Avenger frowned and asked "What did he mean by a meeting soldier?"

"Oh that? It's a support group I attend every month called Green People Anonymous." Bruce replied off handedly while he continued watching the video.

"There is a support group for people with green skin? Tony asked.

Becoming annoyed, Banner replied "Yes Tony, and there is also one for alcoholics which I think would work wonders for you."

That shut Stark up very quickly. In silence the Avengers watched the rest of the video, which consisted of him going into Black Widows' room, taking all of her weapons off their shelves, and somehow calming her down in the midst of a nightmare and covering her up, he was about to leave when the Russian spy's bra came undone.

Thankfully, this part was blurred out and a caption read "This is a pg-13 show ladies and gents. So…no tits for you!" he promptly covered her up and left.

"Lucky son of a bit-I mean how dare he do that!" Tony said when he saw the look on the redheads' face, a look that screamed bloody murder. Although he did note that her cheeks were as red as her hair.

The video then cut to their front lawn where it showed him looking at the acquired objects before unlatching something from his belt that something being the Black Widow's bra.

"Ok, I have NO CLUE how this got here, and BW, if you're watching this, please, PLEASE don't kill me! That said, on with the show!"

He then proceeded to tear up all of Bruce's' pants except for one pair which he slipped onto the stolen suit of Ironman armor. Looping Mjolnir through one of the belt loops he positioned the armor so that one hand on rested on the pommel of the hammer and the other was a raised in a clutched fist position in which was Black Widows bra. Magnetized to its back was Hawkeye's bow, with one foot resting on top of Cap's shield which was buried halfway in the ground. Scattered all around the armor were the remains of Bruce's pants and Natasha's guns making it looks as if an armored warrior had just fought a fierce battle all to claim a woman's bra, leaving only the weapons and shredded remains of his opponents clothing behind.

Moments later a caption showed up beneath it dubbing the 'statue' "To the victor goes the spoils of war."

Cocking his head to the side Tony said "Ya know, I kinda like it." Causing all of the other Avengers to collectively groan before they headed out on their front lawn to collect their things.

X-Mansion, one week after Garfield's death

Raven sat in her room, shades drawn over the windows as she chanted her mantra over and over again.

'It's not fair, it's just not fair.' She thought as tears escaped from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

"As Lord Tennyson once said Tis better to have loved and lost than to never loved at all." Knowledge quoted.

"Shut up you're not helping!" Raven snapped at her emoticlone.

Raven almost jumped when a knock came at her door. Quickly wiping away her tears and clearing her throat, she called hoarsely "Who is it?"

"It's me kid, open the door." Logan's gruff voice demanded.

In no mood for company, the demoness said "Please, just leave me alone Logan."

The sound of an annoyed growl echoed from behind the door "Look runt, you've been cooped up in there for the past week, eating jack shit and talking to no one. Now, you are gonna open this door or so help me, I'm gonna kick the damn thing in." The feral said in a low threating tone.

Moments later the door was flung open by a crimson eyed demoness who growled out "Who are you calling runt, whelp?"

She paused when she saw the feral standing there smirking holding tray laden with both food and a tea pot with two cups. The feral himself looked a haggard. His hair was a mess, his clothes were stained with booze, which he smelt strongly of, and his eyes were bloodshot and dark signifying he hasn't slept in several days.

Returning to normal she gave him a once over before saying "You look like shit."

Look whose talkin'. He retorted making his way forward and forcing her to stepped aside and huffed "I walked right into that one didn't I?"

Smirking the wildman replied "Yep, now let's see how much damage you did to the room."

Logan hesitantly stepped inside the room and looked around, other than it being mostly dark and the bed a mess, the place looked fine.

"Place is in better condition than I thought it would be in." he muttered before placing the tray on the edge of the desk provided in the room.

The Wolverine raised an eyebrow at something that was occupying most of the desktop. It was a half-finished purple and black outfit and on the chest was a strange birdlike symbol done in silver.

Looking back at the empath he nodded towards the half-finished costume and asked "What's this?"

Coming to a halt next to the tray which was piled high with a mountain of fi grilled cheese sandwiches, Raven said "Gar's new costume…or at least, it was going to be. In his room there is a list, and on it, he said he wanted a new costume among other things."

Pouring the girl a cup of tea Logan said knowingly "And you decided to make him one, now that he's…gone, your finishing it as a coping mechanism."

Taking a sip of tea, raven nodded "Very astute deduction Mr. Logan."

Shrugging the mutton chopped man replied "I was a scientist for a time girlie. Heh, if I wanted, I could teach science at that school the kids go to."

Raising an eyebrow from within the very cloak she had been wearing since the night the changeling died she asked "Why don't you then?"

Shrugging again he said "Eh, I prefer the more physical aspects of education."

"Oh, you don't say?" Raven replied as she rolled her eyes.

The door to Raven's room suddenly burst open causing the two to snap there neck to the side in surprise. Standing in the doorway was a grinning Rogue who was holding her open laptop.

"Raven, Logan; you ain't gonna believe this, but Gar jus' sent meh, ah e-mail!" she said excitedly.

The two snapped to their feet in a matter of moments, crowding around the Goth's computer screen, they read the e-mail which said:

"Yo it's Rogue, it Gar. Now, I know what you're thinking, this is someone's idea of a bad prank, but BELIVE ME it isn't…I really am alive.

As for how that happened…well if you tell Al we had a situation "Deus ex Machina" combined with a "Code Geass". Also, please inform Al that code "Sparkly the Crow" is now in effect. Rea, if you're reading this, keep your chin up ok? I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you were crying over me. And dad, I hope your keeping your word to me cause if you're not…I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND GUT YOU LIKE A FISH! Nah just kiddin'…but seriously; don't let Rae stay in her room for too long that isn't healthy for her-

"Stop mother henning me Gar." Raven muttered before she continued reading.

"And I think my new benefactor wants to lay low somewhere for a while, so it could be sometime before I get another message out. I hate to ask you this Rae, but could you tell Felicia I'm ok? I have a sneaking suspicion she knows I 'bit the big one' and it would mean a lot to me if someone close to me would tell her I'm alive as well as apologize on my behalf for not completing our date."

"Why is he asking me to do this?" the empath wondered aloud.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I'm asking you to do this-did you honestly think I didn't notice you, Rogue, and Kitty following me on my date? Yeah, you owe me missy!"

"Ah shit." Raven swore in her deadpan monotone while Logan chuckled right next to her.

The grey skinned demoness then finished reading the message.

"Yeah well that aside, I hope you guys keep on keepin' on. And if you would be so kind, visit Bruce Banner and let him know I won't be making it to the next Kermit meeting like I said I would, he'll know what it means.

With love, Garfield "Beast Boy" Mark Logan

The trio then looked at each other a moment before nodding calling for Al. minutes later the butler appeared looking rather miffed "What might I ask is so important that you must stop me from cooking dinner?"

In response Raven showed him the e-mail. It was amusing Raven thought to see the man go from miffed to pale, to ecstatic and grinning all in the span of a few seconds.

After laughing quite loudly for a moment he replied "I always knew karma would pay that boy back in spades one day, and this, this is definitely a good start."

Agreeing with him with a silent nod Raven asked "Those codes what do they mean?"

Squinting at the screen again the man muttered to himself "Ah yes the codes-"he then spoke up and said "It's quite simple really. This one here means he's been helped by some god-like entity, and said entity made him choose between sacrificing his own freedom or that of Earth's." he said while pointing to the Deus ex machine and code geass codes.

The other three looked at him strangely causing him to ask what they were staring at him for. "How in the blue balled flaming hell did you get all that, outta that" Logan finally asked as the girls' silently nodded.

"The young master went through an otaku phase…ahem, that is to say that he watched a lot of Japanese animation and after you and the Doom Patrol passed. For a good six months he submersed himself in the eastern culture he can't seem to learn the language to save his life but, he created an entire network of codes based upon what he watched."

The other three were silent for a moment before Raven rubbed the bridge of her nose and nodded saying "Its sounds just like him, so what about that other bit?"

"Ah that, he is putting you in control of…well everything until he returns."

Head snapping up Raven felt her stomach drop before she asked warily "What do you mean by 'everything'?"

Smiling and giving the girl a comforting pat on the shoulder, he replied "Congratulations Miss Roth, you are now the CEO of a Fortune 500 company, you are now the head of Dayton Industries."

Raven then did the only logical thing she could…she fainted.

Gar, could hear many strange yet comforting sounds as he made his way through the mists. The cries of numerous animals drove him onwards, towards a welcoming humid heat and the rich smell of earth. The mist began to thin and when it cleared, Garfield found himself in a clearing in the middle of the jungle of the Ivory Coast.

Looking around, he saw no one and nothing nearby, so he decided to call out to see if anyone would answer "Hello, anyone there?"

He listened for a response, and at first heard nothing. But then, slowly but surely he heard it. The sound of drumbeats filled the air along with voices. Voices that spoke in a powerful yet rhythmic tone, in time with the drumbeats "Kuja nyumbani kijana shujaa, kuja nyumbani na kupokea haki ya kuzaliwa yako. Muda mrefu na wewe kutembea njia bila uongozi, lakini kuja sasa, kuja nyumbani ... na kudai Tatau! Come home young warrior, come home and receive your birthright. Long have you walked the path without guidance, but come now, come home…and claim the Tatau!"

Gar ran through the jungle towards the voices, feeling that he was missing something important, a piece of himself that he should possess, just as he was closing in on the source of the chanting, a loud growling was heard, he ran even faster somehow knowing the sound was a bad but not knowing why.

He burst through the trees in a full run…and began screaming, as he jumped clean off a cliff. Looking down, he saw the small tribal village where he stayed for a time, a simple place where Gar's father became good friends with the leader King Tawaba. He then turned over and looked towards the sky and saw the shapes of several animals in the clouds: A Heron, a Spider, and a Shark…

Gar awoke to the sound of rumbling, which was accompanied by the whole of his room shaking. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he yawned before throwing on some clothes and making his way out into the kitchen of a simple yet spacious apartment in Metropolis.

'It's been three months, three months since that day, I've had the same recurring dream.' He thought.

He made his way out to the kitchen where a vivacious young her standing 5'7 tall woman with long straight dark hair hanging down to her low back was at the stove cooking what smelt like eggs, wearing an apron…and nothing else.

"G-Gali! W-What are you wearing?!" The changeling stuttered out even as his eyes were practically glued to her plump perky behind.

Turned around and revealing her square and purple irises, the Daughter of Galactus smiled at the changeling and said "Morning Gar! Do you like my outfit? I saw something like this on the internet and thought I'd try it out for you. So, what do you think?" she asked while leaning over and giving him a good view of her ample cleavage.

"Do you think it's appropriate to be wearing something like that around her? She may get the wrong idea." He said nodding towards a dark haired infant with square irises and purple eyes that was sitting in a high chair and sucking on a bottle looking at them both curiously.

Galatea is much smarter than the average infant Gar, in terms of intellect she is already a on the par with a twelfth grader. Right, sweetie?" she cooed at the infant who giggled and nodded before saying "Mama tease daddy, daddy silly."

This caused both the changeling and the nigh-omnipotent entity to blush. The race of…whatever Gali, her father, and her child was all reproduced asexually. Even knowing this however, Galatea still called the green skinned changeling 'daddy'. Gali deduced it had something to do with the fact she was introduced to the changeling's biogenetic material while still in her womb.

"W-well in that case, you look g-great Gali." He stuttered out before clearing his throat and saying "What's for breakfast?"

"Bacon, eggs, and toast for you; and I gave little Gala the last of her baby formula, so we'll have to get more. We are also out of protein shakes; which is fine by me, I like mine fresh anyway." She said with a twinkle in her eyes that caused the changeling to blush brown, but nod.

As Gar ate breakfast he thought back to how he got into this situation in the first place…

Flashback three months ago

Gar floated in the black void of space seemingly not dead and staring at what could be the most gorgeous woman he's ever seen. He asked the first thing that popped into his head "Mento, is he dead?"

Cocking her head to the side, the woman Gali she said replied "You mean the other one, I believe so yes."

She then pointed to Mento's corpse that was reentering the atmosphere above New York City. Letting out a sigh of relief Gar said "Thank God. That's one less thing I need to worry about. Didn't think I'd survive a nuke though."

'Ok, it's now or never Galacta.' Gali thought to herself before she cleared her throat to get his attention and said "Actually, you didn't survive blowing yourself up. I revived you from death."

Bug-eyed the changeling asked "Seriously?" seeing the woman nod, he said "Well then I guess I owe you one but then again I'm pretty sure you wouldn't revive me unless you already knew what it was you wanted from me would you?"

'He's smarter than he looks.' Gali thought nodding silently before saying "Yes I know exactly what I want from you, but before I get down to that, have you ever heard of the being called Galactus?"

Scoffing, the chromatically challenged boy said "Who hasn't? I mean he's tried eating this planet like what? Four, no five times now?"

Galacta nodded but before she could continue the changeling crossed his arms and gave her a serious looked before he spoke again "What I can't figure out is what his pregnant teenage daughter wants with me."

Galacta's jaw dropped as he eyes widened ""Wha-how did you?"

"It's not that hard even for someone like me to figure out. Firstly, you revived me from death; something only someone who is a god or close to it can do. Secondly, your dressed almost just like your dad, all purple, weird helmet and all, not to mention the overwhelming feeling of power your giving off."

He then shrugged and said "As for the pregnant thing, you're showing just a little bit which isn't surprising considering you're wearing a skintight bodysuit."

'Ok, note to self, change wardrobe into some less obvious attire.' Gali thought sourly.

She then turned to the changeling coughing in embarrassment said "Well, yes, your correct about all of that. Also, my baby is the primary reason I brought you back to life. You see, you have enough bioenergy in your body alone to sustain both my unborn child and myself." Galacta held her shoulders as if trying to protect herself from something before continuing "I'm not like daddy, I don't want to devour planets indiscriminately and I don't want that for my child either. But if I don't find a solid constant food source soon, I may have no choice but to do as my father before me and consume the closest inhabited planet." She said while looking down at the blue orb known as earth.

'In other words, she wants to use me as a food source to save billions of lives.' The changeling thought. He then thought back to the maxim of the Doom Patrol: "Victory at any cost."

'One person's life verses four billion…that's a no-brainer. Besides, she doesn't really want to hurt anyone, she's just hungry and she has a child to think about.' He thought.

Resolve firming in his eyes he said "I'll do what I can for you and your kid."

Garfield suddenly found himself in a bone crushing hug that put Starfires' to shame. His head pressed into the valley in between her breasts, which likely would've suffocated him if they weren't in space, as she said "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! You have no idea what this means to me!"

Pulling her off of himself and holding her at arm's length he said "Sure no problem, but if I do this, there has to be some ground rules." He said firmly.

Nodding happily, Gali chirped "Ok, what do you have in mind."

Tapping his chin in thought for a moment the changeling said "I need to send a friend of mine a message letting her know I'm ok but I won't be back for a while, should a world ending threat appear, I'd like to participate in some way, cause I'm a hero and that's how I roll; and finally, you wouldn't happen to know how to stop someone from becoming a trans-dimensional portal for a demonic entity would you?" he finished hopefully.

Pouting in thought Gali replied "I don't have a problem with the first two, but I'll need to think of a long-term solution for the last one. Is that ok?"

Garfield nodded "Yeah that's fine."

"Well, you've stated your terms now I'll state mine, in return for granting said boons mentioned will you promise to provide me and my unborn child with sustenance up until the point I can teach him or her how to survive without needing to devour whole planets?"

Frowning slightly Gar asked "How old are we talking here?"

"In human years, I'd say the age of ten, my kind mature mentally quite quickly, but physically, we age at a normal human pace up to a point, then it slows to a snails crawl." She replied.

"Ah, so then you're no teenager are you?" he stated bluntly receiving a smack upside the head from the glowering girl who he could've sworn was blushing as she growled out "It isn't polite to ask a woman her age."

Rubbing the back of his head where she hit him he replied sheepishly "Sorry, sorry, you're right about that."

"Ahem." Galacta said clearing her throat before continuing "Yeah; well anyway, in addition to all you've asked of me, I'm going to allow something that has never been done before, so be honored mortal." She said her voice taking on a haughty almost royal sounding tone.

A tone that took every fiber of the green changeling's being not to smirk at seeing as her real personality, which was that of an average teenager, was so vastly different from the one she was using now. Raising an eyebrow, he asked "And what might that be?"

"Gar…Gar…GAR?!"

"Huh what?!" the changeling said snapping back to the present and finding Gali frowning at him with her hands on her hips, as Galatea watched silently.

"Is my cooking that terrible? I mean you've just stared at it for the past five minutes."

Blinking owlishly the green teen said "Have I, sorry Gali, I was just remembering when we first met."

This caused the teenaged World Eater to blink and say "Oh, is that all."

"Yeah, that's all." Gar said before taking a bite of his bacon and eggs, and trying not to wince.

There were many things Galacta was capable of, annihilating whole planets and civilizations', turning any living thing into food, near limitless power…but she couldn't cook to save her, or her child's life.

'It a good thing they don't eat like normal people or they would both be dead by now.' He thought to himself.

Shoulders slumped she said in a down tone "I messed it up again didn't I?"

Getting up and patting her on the back, he replied "Not too badly this time, just too much salt is all. And hey! We didn't have to call the fire department, the bomb squad, or the Hazardous Environment Combat Unit like the last dozen times you cooked so that's a plus right?"

She nodded perking up a little. "Yeah that's true. Well, if you're finished eating I'd like to have breakfast myself." She said as her stomach rumbled causing the floor to shake.

"R-Right, so where to?" he asked nervously.

Giggling while rolling her eyes at his nervousness Gali said "C'mon now Gar we've done this over twenty times, I would think you'd be used to the extraction process by now. Meet you in your room in five, I'm going to put Gala down for a nap." She said before picking up the giggling toddler.

Garfield made his way down the hall to his room and sat on the end of his bed, the dream, and the last thing Gali said to him three months ago ringing in his head.

'I give you permission to fall in love with me.'

That's what she told him, that he was allowed to fall in love with her. At first, he thought she was nuts, as he never in a million years imagined himself falling for her. As far as he was concerned she was a long-term mission, and his sacrifice unknowingly kept the world safe…and yet, slowly but surely she somehow wormed her way into his heart.

'Face it Gar, she stopped being 'just a mission' a month back.' He thought to himself.

"Gar, is everything ok?"

Looking up he saw the very reason for his thoughts staring at him concernedly. Smiling at her he replied "Everything's fine Gali, I just…can I be up front about something?" he asked.

"Of course." She said before sitting next to him on the bed and asking "What's up?"

Taking a deep breath as it may be the last one he ever takes, he slowly let it out before he said "I need to be upfront with you, when I first agreed to this I did so out of duty. Duty to the people of earth as one of its heroes. To me, I was sacrificing my freedom for the lives of four billion people…well that, and I couldn't just knowingly let a woman and her unborn child starve to death."

Looking straight ahead so he didn't have to see what was likely his impending doom he continued "However you did something unexpected, you told me I could fall in love with you. At first, I thought you were nuts, this was just a long term mission, I've been trained not to get attached…"

He then looked her directly in her purple squared pupils and said "But it happened anyway."

"Do you mean that or-"Gali was cut off, when the changeling pressed his lips to hers silencing her.

Breaking the kiss he asked "Does that answer your question?"

In response Gali squealed in joy before tackle hugging him to the bed. Now on top of him she planted kisses all over his face, as happy tears fell from her eyes.

Gar I'm-"Whatever she was about to say was interrupted by her stomach protesting loudly. Blushing like mad she said in an embarrassed tone "Still hungry."

Chuckling the changeling gently deposited her on the bed before stand up, undoing his belt, dropping his pants, and saying "Well I guess we should get you fed then huh?"

Some may wonder what feeding the Daughter of the World Eater had to do with him dropping his pants but you see, the-whatever Galactus and his kin were, fed upon bio energy of living organisms which is why Galactus only ate heavily populated planets teeming with life, he got more energy that way.

Galacta however was a 'vegetarian' world eater she didn't eat worlds and their people to sustain herself, and thanks to Gar, she didn't have to. Gar had enough bioenergy to keep her sustained for a very, VERY long time. However she could go longer between feedings if his bio energy was in a more concentrated form…in other words, his sperm was the most potent form of bio energy she could find. Hence, our current situation…

(Lemon start!)

This time however Gali didn't go straight for the kill like she usually did, sucking him dry like a water pump being put in a lake, no this time was different. Instead of their usual routine, Gali got up from the bed and slowly, with a sway in her hips sexily made her way towards him, wrapping her arms around him she leaned in close and whispered huskily "I want to try something different this time Gar."

"O-ok, what did you have in mind, exactly?" he asked nervously.

The world eater giggled at his nervousness before planting kisses along his jawline and saying "Just relax, I'm going to make sure you enjoy yourself for a change." She told him.

"I-"He began trying to say something only to be silenced when Gali put two fingers against his lips and shushed him "Shush, its ok no need to defend me, you know as well as I do that I was just sucking you seed straight out of you for nourishment, and not in a pleasant feeling sort of way.

She then picked him up as if he weighed nothing and placed him on the bed, his legs dangling over the edge. The would-be consumer of planets then slowly stalked her way towards him on her hands and knees. Once she was directly over top of him locking her royal purple eyes with his emerald ones she said "You've done so much for me, you've sacrificed your freedom, and you helped me birth Gala…"

"And the energy discharge from that blew up Saturn in the process." Gar muttered. Remembering when they went to the gas giant and when Galacta finally gave birth it resulted in a large release of pent up energy, blowing it up.

"Quiet you." Gali said before continuing "Anyway you've given up so much for me, is there anything YOU want?"

The recurring dream flashed through the changelings head for a moment causing him to say in the spur of the moment "Africa, I want the three of us to take a trip to Africa, there are some people I need to see there."

Galacta locked eyes with her new green paramour and saw the seriousness of his request reflecting in his emerald orbs.

'This must mean a lot to him, or be serious or both.' She thought before nodding and saying "We'll go right after Gala is finished with her nap."

Eyes widening he replied "I didn't mean so soooOOH!" the changeling moaned out, eyes snapped shut as Gali had stealthily used one hand and snaked it into his boxers before she began stroking his 'little beast'.

You worry too much…" Gali said quietly as she began planting kisses down his chiseled chest, stopping only when she got to the end of his toned abs and said "And you talk too much, but I don't mind, it's cute to see you all nervous. But now I think it's time to get rid of our clothes don't you?" she asked rhetorically before snapping her fingers and in after a brief flash their clothes disintegrated leaving them both nude.

Gar was used to this, he kinda had to naked to keep Gali's hunger at bay, but this was his first time seeing her in the buff. 'Damn she looks…supermodels don't have jack shit on her.' He thought.

"Why thank you Gar." she purred reading his thoughts before standing up and modeling for him a bit giving in a perfect view of her form. She was easily a double D cup, but her beasts weren't sagging in the least, also despite giving birth a little under three months ago, she had a slim and toned stomach accented by her wide hips and slender legs.

His eyes trailed down her body till he reached her womanhood which was already glistening between her legs. He also saw something his mouth couldn't help but comment on.

"You're purple down there?"

Rolling her eyes she chuckled and said "Yes Gar and I see you really are green everywhere. What's even more surprising is that you're able to turn me on at all."

"Hey!" the changeling said sounding offended.

Calming him with a kiss on the lips Gali said "What I mean is my kind reproduce asexually, we have no reason to get sexually stimulated, yet you're able to do so, why?"

Gar blinked once, twice, thrice "I…have no clue. Is this a bad thing?" he asked.

Gali thought about it, about how she felt right now. Her body felt electrified, her skin was hypersensitive, she could feel the coolness of the air in the room and yet he body felt almost as if she was on fire due to the heat that was coming from both the her core of her stomach and her sex. She felt a strong urge to run her fingers through his hair as she kissed him, before impaling herself onto his tool. Licking her lips at the thought; Gali decided no, this was not a bad thing not at all.

"No, it's not a bad thing, in fact, I'm kind of excited to see where this goes." She said huskily.

Rubbing the back of his head Gar replied "Well don't let me stop you not like I could anyway."

"YOUR WRONG!" Gali said sharply startling the changeling "Your wrong-"She said again more quietly "You now hold the leash to one of the most dangerous beings in the universe. There is nothing I wouldn't do if you asked me to, and there is no one I care for short of our daughter more than you."

Gar was shocked into silence "Gali I-I don't know what to say. I mean we've only known each other for three months how can you feel so strongly for me already?"

Instead of answering Gali got down on her knees and devoured his shaft…it proved to be quite the good distraction. Gar ripped his sheets as he gripped them due to Gali's attentions.

"You know-"he said as he used his hands to make her head go faster "That you're going to have to fess up eventually right?"

Gali hummed in response making the changeling go over the edge and spill his seed down her throat, even as she came herself.

Taking him out of her mouth with a small 'pop' she pushed him back onto the bed, climbing in herself and cuddling next to him before saying "Yes, I know, but not today ok?" she requested before taking hold of one of his arms between her twin peaks and falling asleep…

(Lemon End)

Watching her sleep for a minute, Gar nodded thinking to himself 'I won't question you for now Gali, but I would like to know just why you care so much, not that I'm complaining but still.'

"Maybe I'm over thinking things." He said to himself before throwing a blanket around Gali and himself and going to sleep.

Angel of Mercy hospital, Metropolis

Angel of Mercy hospital was founded by Lex Luthor and named after his bodyguard of the name Mercy, it had the best doctors money could buy, the best equipment…and one mystery patient. Roughly three months ago Superman brought in a sever burn victim one who he said he saved. When they asked him how he received these burns the Blue Boyscout said he caught him reentering the atmosphere.

The doctors managed to stabilize the male patient which is all they could tell about him name and other such things were impossible to find out due to his fingerprints and other things like credentials' and facial features being burnt beyond recognition. The poor man couldn't even speak or write his vocal cords and tongue being burnt to cinders. The staff had taken to calling him the Burned Man.

The Burned man never received visitors, which is why he found it odd when a Hispanic man with a Mohawk, a knife scar running across his head dressed in the garb of a surgeon came into his room, shutting the door behind him. Pulling up a chair and flipping it around the two men stared at one another for a moment, the only sound that of a ticking clock.

After a moment the doctor said "That clock is off by three seconds…speaking off being off hermano, do you know the definition of insanity?"

The doctor then got up and began to pace before suddenly spinning around and saying "Insanity is doing the same fucking thing over and over again and expecting something different to happen. Now, the first time someone told me this, I thought he was bullshitting me, so I shot em. But then, I started seeing it everywhere I went. People doing the same fucking thing day in and day out, expecting something to change. Now from what certain friends of mine have gathered you tried to kill the green Niño twice, and you failed twice Dayton."

The Burned Man's eyes widened as he was addressed by his name for the first time in months. The Hispanic man then continued "Here's how I see it, you failed to kill the lima bean twice so you must be crazy right? However you got powers, powers I could make use of."

The man then reached behind his back and pulled out a bone saw before stalking forward slowly with a twisted grin on his face and saying "Let's see what makes you tick hermano…"

Taking away the disabled man's buzzer, so he couldn't call for help, Vaas Montenegro put his stolen implement to the man's skull and began sawing away. As Mento began to gurgle out a scream Vaas shushed him saying "Quiet now, were in a hospital, these people need their rest."

Vaas then placed a pillow over the man's mouth stifling his screams but still allowing him to breathe. After he was done, he removed the top of the man's skull and looked at his still functioning brain for a few minutes before saying "Ah, so that's how it works?"

He then used his index finger to telepathically pick up a glob of blood and leave a little message on the wall before leaving via flight through the window.

When the nurse came by to give him his meds twenty minutes later, she would find the Burned Man dead his skulltop removed with his brain exposed, with the words 'I am Providence' written in blood above the body…

Jungles of Africa's Ivory Coast

It was all happening according to his dream. They arrived via Gali's teleportation in the jungle shrouding everything in fog for a moment before they found themselves surrounded by trees. Gar inhaled deeply savoring the scents of the wilderness, the scents of home. Turning around he saw Gali wearing jeans hiking boots and a long sleeved purple shirt with Little Gala strapped to a baby carrier across her mother's chest wearing a purple onesie. He activated his telepathic powers and sought out human minds quickly finding them to the west. Offering the girl a hand he said "There this way, come on."

The trio soon made their way through the jungle stopping only when a tiger threatened them…it was soon devoured by the youngest world eater present, the infant then used her novice ability with her powers to create a green stuffed tiger.

"Dude, those tigers are endangered!" Gar said.

"I would suspect so if it's too stupid to realize we are the biggest threats in this jungle." Galacta sniffed before she cooed to her daughter "While I'm proud to see you using your powers so soon sweetie, please don't eat anymore kitties ok?"

Gala nodded "Yes mommy kitty not as tasty as bottle anyway."

"Good girl." Gali replied patting her daughter's head.

They soon found themselves on a cliff overlooking the village. Looking up gar saw the exact same shapes in the clouds a Heron, a Spider, and a Shark...

After gazing at them for a moment and getting an ominous feeling in his gut, he turned towards his traveling companions and said "C'mon let's get down there."

People in the village muttered as she walked past, but she didn't care she was Citra Talugmai Montenegro she was the granddaughter of the very person who caused the deaths of the adopted son of King Tawaba.

'These idiots, they understand nothing! Gar he was my friend, I would never hurt him.' She thought angrily, snorting as two elders whispered as she walked past.

Ironically, the only person who really believed her was King Tawaba himself. Citra had a feeling that was the only thing keeping her from being run out of the village, well that and she was the closest thing to a doctor this village had. She played both a medical and spiritual role to the village, being its 'witch doctor' she was the healer of both body and soul, and when both men and women came of age the one who marked them with the Tatau.

'I wish Gar were here; he would make these fools understand.' She thought.

She suddenly heard much whooping and hollering and saw that much of the village had gathered around the well which counted as the village square. Curious, she too made her way towards the crowd. The crowd parted like the sea before Moses before her and she soon found herself standing face to face with the very person she had just been thinking about.

"Gar?" she asked in Swahili.

A grin splitting his face he responded in the same tongue "Citra?" He then moved forward and embraced her "Cit, its good see you!"

The two friends held each other at arm's length for a moment to take each other in. Gar thought Citra looked great her head was shaved at the sides leaving her with a long dark brown ponytail that hung down to her back strung with beads, she wore a cutoff shirt made of leather and cloth with an accompanying skirt made from the same materials, she was his height at 5'6 but she was already into her late twenties if he remembered correctly, so she was already finished growing, her tanned skin was covered from her right shoulder down to her thigh in tattoos.

Gar, Citra noticed had a more mature look to his eyes, which wasn't surprising considering the last time she saw him she was fifteen and he was six. No, there was more to it that that she realized he looked like some of the warmongers soldiers, the ones who'd seen too much. Gar had seen war, much of it she realized. She could tell even through his outfit that he was toned and muscular his hair was shaggy and long reaching down to his neck as if he hadn't gotten it cut in a while.

"Nice tats." Gar said closely examining her Tatau.

"Thank you, but where have you been these past few years Gar, we all though you dead."

"That we did my dear Citra that we did." A powerful yet grandfatherly voice spoke up.

Turning the two found themselves faced with King Tawaba himself, clad in bangles and armlets, a loincloth made of a lions pelt, the head of said beast rested upon his own brow. King Tawaba had aged well in Gar's opinion he had grey in is frizzy black cornrows, and wisdom lines one his face, but he still had obvious muscle on his still lean frame. Seeing his old friend again he couldn't resist a jab "So you're looking a little long in the tooth there king."

This set the people to muttering.

"Am I?" Tawaba asked.

Gar shook his head "Not you, the lion."

There was a dead silence for a moment before they both burst out laughing and then embraced in a manly hug. "Gar, good to see you my boy! When we heard of the accident we thought you all had perished, then your father returned…and things were brought to light."

"What kind of things?" Gar asked not liking where this was heading.

"Mobu, Citra's grandfather and our previous witchdoctor, was the one who paid the man who caused your par-your mother's death."

Gar's facial features became blank and unreadable before he asked "Did you find out why?"

"He disliked the fact that the tribe seemingly needed his help less with the medical aid your parents provided." Tawaba explained sensing the boy's boiling rage.

Looking Tawaba in the eyes and revealing them to be stark white he asked "Is he dead?"

Tawaba nodded "I executed him myself and left him to the jungle to dispose of."

Gar nodded, to leave one of their own to the jungle and not give them a proper burial was the harshest punishment one could receive as the tribe thought that if they were not cremated their spirits couldn't join their ancestors in death.

Taking a deep breath and letting it go the changeling replied "Then it's done, no point in dwelling on it."

Clapping the younger man on the arm Tawaba said "You show much wisdom more than many twice or thrice your age."

"Thanks he said nodding before coughing awkwardly and saying "By the way this is my friend Gali and her daughter Gala." He said feeling bad about not introducing her earlier.

Upon seeing the woman, Tawaba instantly could tell she was both wise and powerful, so he bowed respectfully and said "Greetings friend of young Garfield welcome to out humble village."

Gali returned the gesture with a kind nod and a smile "It's a nice simple life you have here if you don't mind me saying so."

"Ah yes, sometimes the old ways are best, but those who do not embrace change are doomed to be left behind."

"Wise words." She said regally.

"Tell me gar, is the little one yours?" Citra asked curiously while smiling at the babe who smiled right back.

"Sort of, it's hard to explain but Gala there kinda adopted me as her father figure.

"Daddy silly, daddy is daddy." Gala said with a giggle.

"See what I mean?" he said.

The crowd laughed and once they quieted down Gar cleared his throat and said "Not to sound like a crazy person or anything, but I actually came back here because of a dream."

A dream you say? Tawaba said as he rubbed his chin "What kind of dream?" Once the changeling finished with his explanation, the chieftain said "Walk with me you two, Miss Gali the tribe will see to anything you need." He told her before walking off.

The two followed the aging chief to a hut just outside the village, Citra knew it well because it was her hut. Stopping just outside the entrance Tawaba said "Citra, I believe the spirits have spoken Gar must have the Tatau and you must be the one to give it to him."

The man then turned to Gar and said "Garfield, I know not why the spirits have sought you out, but they have and their will is not to be trifled with. It's good you came here when you did lest you anger them. Now, are you ready to receive the Tatau?"

"Sure." Gar said with a shrug before adding "I would just like to state for the record that I've been through things that make your men look like boys tatau or no."

"Of that I have no doubt your eyes they are hard, too hard for one of your age." Turning to Citra he said "I leave him in your capable hands."

The two stood there silently for a moment before Citra moved the reeds that composed the door aside and said "Won't you come in?"

Doing as she asked Gar round himself in Citra's small hut it a pot in the center of the room, on the walls were shelves filled with everything from berries to bones to strange dust on one side there was a table where a plucked chicken sat and in the corner was a hammock where she likely slept.

"Nice place very cozy I like it." He remarked before asking "Where do you want me?"

Were it anyone else Citra would think she was being mocked but she knew Gar was a very simplistic person at heart, give him food, a warm place to sleep, and some company and he was content. Which is why she smiled and replied "Thank you, just give me a minute and I'll have a place you can lay down so I can work." She replied before clearing away the chicken and scrubbing down the countertop.

"Sit please." She requested before bustling to and fro taking ingredients' and mixing them all into a bowl with some water as Gar watched.

Giving the concoction a quick mix with a wooden spoon she handed the bowl to Gar and said "Drink." Before she began mixing something else in a separate bowl.

"Is it safe?" he asked dubiously.

"For a lesser man, surely not. But you are no weakling now drink!" Citra demanded.

Shrugging Gar toasted his friend saying "To old friends and reunions." Before downing it all in one gulp.

"Eww, it tastes like-"Gar never got to finish as his body suddenly seized up leaving him unable to move, only to be caught by the older woman and placed flat out on the table.

She then threw some ground leaves into the fire and inhaled the smoke given off before saying "Now, let's see what the spirits want of me."

Turning back to the changeling she gasped as she saw his left forearm cover from the elbow joint to the back of his hand in a Tatau that glowed an ethereal blue. Turning him around on the table she cut away the sleeve of his suit so she could work and looked at the bottom of the arm to find it too was covered in markings. The Spider, Shark, and Heron were prevalent all throughout, but also shown was a flaming knife or blade of some kind, a monstrous creatures head, and at the top was a burning something surrounded by wings.

Taking up a comb made of bone and dipping it into a piece of tortoise shell full of ink, she began tapping away at the changeling's flesh and began carving the Tatau into his skin…

Temple of the Great Weaver Africa

Anasi the patron god of spiders and weaver of the Web of Life, a web which allowed him to see all possible futures, had just been blindsided. For years now he had been grooming his successor Spiderman to take his place at the Center of the Web, to become the next Great Weaver…then out of left field, his carefully laid plan fell apart when suddenly the Web shifted and its place was not the person he had personally groomed to be his heir, but someone else.

'What…the…fuck just happened? Ansi thought, before he yelled out "WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!"

"A BETTER SUCCESSOR HAS REVEALED HIMSELF." a voice boomed, the voice of the Web of life itself.

"Better Successor, better than one I have spent century's hand crafting to be my successor?" Ansi asked doubtfully.

"Weaver, thy's machinations over the boy has left thee blind to the truth. Parker was never meant to BE the Successor, but GUIDE the true Successor." The Web spoke.

"Truly?" Anise then looked into the future that was now being shown before saying "Well shit, look at that."

"Indeed, Parker shall be great, but the true Successor shall be greater still!" the Web proclaimed.

Cracking his neck before stretching all ten of his arms Ansei said "Well let's get started shall we?" before he began shooting golden weblines left and right growing the never complete golden web…

Shi'ar Empire, Planet Chandilar

D'ken Neramani Emperor of the Shi'ar was not on the up and up, one could tell that just by looking at him. He was dark and brooding, and his eyes gleamed with both a hunger for power, and a madness of one crazy enough to do anything to obtain it.

'I should use the M'Kraan Crystal, with its power at my fingertips nothing could stop the Shi'ar from ruling the whole galaxy!' He thought manically.

Suddenly a no name researcher burst into the throne room. Quickly bowing to his Emperor the man said "My Lord, I have terrible news!"

"What has your feathers all ruffled-?"

S'aron, S'aron Mordor milord. But it's the Phoenix Force, its assembling itself rapidly and flying through space!" the researcher squawked

D'ken shot up from his throne "WHAT?! Where is it heading?!

"We believe it is heading towards the Sol system, towards the only inhabited planet, Terra Tribus, otherwise known as Earth."

Sitting back down D'ken asked "When will it arrive there?"

Shaking in fear the scientist replied "Sir, by our estimates it will take roughly one solar cycle for the Phoenix to arrive on earth."

Nodding D'ken said "I see, you are to keep a close eye on the Phoenix and also put together a taskforce to find and slay its host. Tell no one what you're doing it would only spread and incite a panic. Now go, and notify me of any changes to the Phoenix or any progress made finding the host."

Bowing again the Shi'arian left. After he was gone D'ken started laughing evilly. 'Though you don't know it; you have handed me the keys to conquest, whoever you are and so, for that I'll thank you properly and give you a swift death when I come to conquer your little mud ball of a planet.'

Under the sea of earth, Atlantis

Orion aka Aquaman and his wife Namora were currently dealing with a panic stricken public in Atlantis, what could cause such an uproar in a race that ruled seventy two percent of the earth's surface? The supposed end of days. Long ago, it was foretold that after a time of peace and prosperity between themselves and the surfacers a "Great Devourer" would end their way of life forever. One of the signs of his coming was their king becoming a surface envoy, and losing his hand, both of which has happened.

Orion stared at the metal hook that was once his hand and, turning to his wife asked "What do we do Namora the people panic, and we have no way to calm and reassure them."

Namora rested her chin in her hand and said "Perhaps you should seek out this Great Devourer and defeat it? Did not the prophecy also say that the missing hand of king would also guide him to victory?"

Orion nodded this was true the prophecy was even a nursery rhyme children sing. He sung it now under his breath "In futures yet unknown, a king shall come, envoy to surface man. When all seems right, he shall rise, the Great Devourer and his harm legion. With blade in hand, the king shall lead a new race of man."

Orion nodded to himself several times before turning to Namora and saying "You're right, I need to end this threat, but how?"

"All things come in time husband, perhaps now is not that time." Namora said sagely.

Orion nodded "Perhaps not, but I hope this Great Devourer shows his face soon, I wish to be done with him quickly."

"Don't we all husband, don't we all." Namora replied.

Back with Gar

The green teen felt like he'd been hit by a mac truck pushing eighty. "Shit Citra, you coulda just told me not to move ya know?"

"My apologies." Her voice came from his left "I was unsure of your pain tolerance."

Scoffing the changeling said "I was blown up by a nuclear warhead three months ago, I can handle a few pokes to the arm."

"…"

Hearing no response he looked over to see her pale and staring at him in total shock "Umm sorry about that, didn't mean to scare you."

Moments later she was in his personal space smiling a very, very creepy smile as her eyes flashed dangerously. "Tell me Garfield, what other life threatening dangers have you put yourself in since you've been away? She asked in a too sweet tone.

"Uhh, rain check?" he pleaded pitifully.

Shaking her head Citra replied "Not a chance now talk."

Back in the village Gali had just finished eating her seventh while cocoanut much to the villagers shock 'Wonder how Gar's Tattoo is coming along?'

Suddenly a girlish scream was heard, causing Gali to look toward where Citra's hut stood for a moment before she teleported herself into the room where Gar was currently dodging sharp implements and jars of leeches. With a snap of her finger's everything froze in midair and Gali asked "What is going on here?"

"Citra is trying to kill be because I'm a superhero!" Gar said quickly before making his way behind the young World Eater.

"Not kill you; just permanently maim you so you can't go out and deliberately get yourself hurt anymore!" she defended before noticing everything was froze and asked Gali "How did you do that?"

"That's circular logic, it makes no sense!" Gar shouted.

"ENOUGH!" Gali said in demanding tone. She was obeyed instantly.

Clearing her throat she locked eyes with Citra and said "I know you wish to keep him safe girl, but he's chosen his path, he's chosen to be a warrior, the most you can do for him now is support him the best you can in his endeavor."

"Girl, I'm older than you." Citra pointed out.

"Looks can be deceiving." Gali replied before taking the Changelings arm and examining his new tat. "You do good work." She complimented.

"Thank you, even I consider it my best." Citra replied.

Nodded Gali suddenly became her usual super cheerful self and said "C'mon Gar, I want you watch me eat a whole cocoanut!"

Jaw dropping Gar said "Wha-Gali you're not supposed to eat the whole thing, just the inside!"

After they were gone Citra collapsed to her knees 'What is she, what is that-that thing?! The power she displayed for just an instant…I felt it. She can't be human, she can't be. Yet…'

"But he's chosen his path, he's chosen to be a warrior, the most you can do for him now is support him the best you can in his endeavor."

"She was right about that, I may not be able to stop Gar from committing stupid heroics but I can help, in my own way." She said as she began getting things off her shelves, preparing for a long night of mixing poultices and salves.

Chapter length: 10,400 – Date completed: 7/10/14

AN: How's it goin' y'all? I'm back from the depths of the interwebs with another chapter. I do hope you all enjoyed.

This Chap: Not sure how I feel about it. To me, it was mostly a filler chap that sets up a lot of things that will be happening in the future, but there is a lemon so eh I guess its ok.

Gali & Gala: The reason Gali and Gar did 'it' before he and Raven did was simply because he and Raven were together for about week tops before he blew himself up, him an Gali had technically been doing 'it' since day one for sustenance purposes for Gali…yeah that's right, Gar having SEX saved the earth in this fic…Jiraiya would be so proud! As for Galatea calling Gar Daddy? Eh I think I explained that well enough in the chap itself.

Far Cry 3 characters: To those of you who have played the game you may recognize some familiar faces in this chap, if you haven't don't worry I've radically altered their history for their use in this fic.

Final word: Looks like I'm going to send gar's life through a blender sometime soon huh? Aren't I evil? Ah well, a story without conflict is no story at all! Till next time everyone I would like to thank you all for reviewing and thank you in advance for your continued support. Bubbajack out! Peace!