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A to Z, an Anthology
Harem

Bruce had seen a lot of strange things over the years. Alternate counterparts who turned into dictators 'for the greater good', demons bent on destruction, magical beings, all of it. So an alien building looking like a cross between a Renaissance church and a sultan's palace was hardly going to make him pause.

He raced through the corridors with Clark, John, and Wally. He threw a bolo at one of the guards that rushed him, knocking him off his feet while another guard went down courtesy of a single punch to his swarthy face. Bruce barely took note of Wally racing a whirlwind around another group, of Clark flinging several more against one of the walls, and John smashing a few robotic defense machines with his ring. Within minutes, the room had only four occupants that were on their feet and conscious.

"Which way now?" Clark asked, nodding toward the various doorways throughout the room. "Do we split up?"

Bruce shook his head. "That will just make it easier for reinforcements to pick us off."

"This place is huge," John objected, "how else are we going to find them?"

Wally added, "Knew we should have let Queen Hippie send a few of her girls along to help like she wanted."

Bruce rolled his eyes. He opened his mouth to reply –

An explosion rocked the building, coming from behind the doorway to their left. As one, they turned to look and saw smoke beginning to waft through.

"Well," John said after a moment, "that's probably our best bet." He then took to the air, flying through the doorway and down the corridor. Clark followed close behind, as did Wally and Bruce.

It wasn't long before Bruce began to see the various rooms they were passing were bedchambers of one type or another, allowing him to deduce that this wing of the place was likely the personal quarters of those who lived here.

Soon enough, they came to large, ornate doors, closed to them, but they could all hear the sounds of chaos being unleashed behind them. Clark started forward, no doubt intending to rip them off their hinges and toss them aside, when they exploded outward.

Bruce instinctively brought his cape around to shield him from any flying debris, but a moment later, the view was clear, allowing him and the others to peer forward. Coming out and stepping over the crushed doors were women. Many women. Alien women, all of them dressed rather… provocatively.

Jesus, Bruce thought, you'd think this place was a… Inwardly, his jaw dropped. A harem. They were a harem. Chakatri, the one they had chased through several star systems, had holed himself up here with his harem.

The women kept coming, some carrying children in their arms. When the trickle of women finally slowed to a halt, Bruce looked further in again, along with the others. Approaching them were three familiar figures – Fire, Shayera, and Diana.

All three of them were dressed like the other women who had preceded them. Chakatri had kidnapped them to be members of his harem.

Bruce's stomach revolted at the thought as he stared at Diana. She wasn't wearing her armor, but instead silk red pants and a matching, skimpy, bra-like top with sheer red sleeves. In short, she looked like Jasmine from Disney's Aladdin. Not that he had ever watched the movie or anything. Fire and Shayera were all dressed similarly, though in different colors and styles. They also had thin, steel-like bands around their necks.

Wally, of course, would be the one to break the ice. He whistled, "Lookin' good, ladies!"

Bruce glanced at Clark and John. He had a feeling that the two men shared that sentiment, though they weren't stupid enough to say so. Especially when Fire raised an eyebrow at Wally and Shayera smacked him on the back of the head. Bruce ignored the horseplay and turned to Diana, who was silent as the others began to ask after Fire and Shayera and the two women asked if they'd found Chakatri.

"Are you all right?" he asked, pitching his tone so as not to be overheard.

Diana crossed her arms. "Fine," she replied shortly, not looking at him.

"Princess," he said warningly. "Did he hurt you?" This wasn't a pleasant conversation, but it was something he needed to know. If Chakatri had hurt her, then steps would have to be taken when they got back. Counselors, doctors, examinations –

She still didn't look at him. "He didn't do what you're thinking, Bruce," she responded after several moments. Diana sneered a bit. "He wanted to break me first." She pointed to the steel band on her neck. "Used this to try and subdue me with pain," she snorted. "He didn't know that I've felt worse after a fight with Giganta."

Bruce stared at her searchingly. He didn't think she'd lie to him –

"Let's go," Diana interrupted his thoughts. "I won't leave anything of mine in this hellhole and I know where they stashed our things." She turned on her heel and stormed back the way she came.

Bruce followed quickly after her, silently promising all kinds of hell for Chakatri when he found the son of a bitch. Then, if he had his way, Bruce would turn him over to Hippolyta and her Amazons. They had not taken kindly to the kidnapping of their princess anymore than he had, and Bruce was certain they would… take care of him properly.

Harem: n. women's part of a home, reserved for wives and concubines; group of women.