Chapter 8: Suffering and Sensuality

James Davis fell to his knees while clutching his sides. More tears started to flow as he cried loudly at the memories he regained.

"Th-that's what happened." He said finally. "I committed murder, and destroyed an entire school."
"Not quite." Bruce shook his head. "While you were terrorizing the kids, I had picked up your energy signal and had snuck into the school. I threw a molecular scatter-barrier to try to lessen the damage you did to the surrounding area and students."

"What does that mean?" James sobbed.

"A molecular scatter-barrier is a rare device we don't use very often." Barbara explained. "When thrown, a large molecular shield appears, scans for life signs and shields them. It doesn't block all damage, but it provides a kind of "energy suit" that stops fatalities. It likely cushioned the blow the school's collapse made and your attack. So maybe all the students you hurt ended up being fine after all."
"However they did suffer major injuries." Bruce added. "Your attacks were so ferocious they nearly caused internal bleeding to many students. Luckily you fell unconscious moments after the attack."

"So it was rage energy?" James asked. "Nero's energy existed before my Solarium?"

"In a sense yes." Bruce nodded. "There was rage energy present, but no separate consciousness formed. But there's more to it."
"After you fell unconscious," Bruce continued. "I took you to the Batcave and did a scan of your brain. The experience you just had would've cause psychological damage to your mind and could've driven you insane. At the same time, the disappearance of your sister Hanna would've only made your condition worse. If I had left you, it's likely you would've become a supervillain then and there."
"M-me? A supervillain?" James stammered. "Unbelievable. Well I guess I can handle the memories now can I?"
"Don't think like that." Barbara insisted. "The feeling of depression and self-loathing can be the most difficult states to pull through."
"Indeed it is." Bruce typed in a few keys on his supercomputer and another image popped up.

James gasped. "Hanna!"

He looked and saw a picture of his older sister not long before she was kidnapped. She was dark haired with tan skin and was wearing a blue dress for her prom with her date next to her.
"And before you ask, no her date was not involved." Bruce said before James could open his mouth.
"N-now what?" He turned to the rich billionaire.
"Go home James." Bruce turned to him. "You've learned a lot of traumatizing information. Go take a rest, and see me tomorrow. We'll go after this mystery murderer together."
Slowly, he nodded.

"Thanks." James said as he started flying towards the exit to the Batcave.

But suddenly, Pamela Isley burst through the back cave entrance with Max in tow.
"James! I heard what happened! Are you alright?" Pam asked quickly.
"I'm fine." He nodded. "Sort of."
"Alright Brucey, you and Alfred will take Max tonight as part of our schedule." She spoke as Max ran towards Barbara.
"Hello Maxy!" The red-haired crime fighter picked him up and cuddled him.
"I need to explain things to you Pam." James turned to face her.
She turned towards the Batcave exit. "Coming?"

"It's all true?" Pam listened.

After they returned to the greenhouse, James told Pam everything about his memories in high school.
"It was horrible." James wept. "I lost control, I went insane and tried to kill everyone in the school. It reminded me of Nero like before. I mean I was absolutely monstrous. I didn't want to tell you, for I was afraid you'd look at me differently. Maybe with disgust or-"
Pam's hand suddenly went over his mouth. She stood up, walked over to him and sat opposite of him on her bed.
"I committed eco-terrorism for many years." She explained. "I've killed many people, and I held a philosophy that the human race should die for destroying the plants of the world. Trust me, I won't. Honestly, you're not the worst I've seen."

James looked up at her. "Can't argue with that I guess."

"Alright then." Pam suddenly stood up and grabbed James's Ari1 off the table.
"Wh-what are you doing?" He asked, surprised.
"I'm calling George and Georgina over." Pam answered. "You need a night to unwind, and I've decided you need it."
"W-wait! It's very late tonight!" James protested. "I'm sure they'll be asle—"
"They're on their way." Pam put his device down on the table. "Now get in the bed."

"I…alright." James lay on the bed while Pam lay down next to him.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Pam called out, and George with Georgina appeared.
"We're here!" Georgina called out and suddenly noticed the couple on the bed. "Ohhh…" Her lips curled into a smile. "Dis is what you ask for? I comply!"
"I just realized she was French…" James thought stupidly, causing Georgina to giggle.
"Uh wait!" He held his hands up. "I am very flattered that you are willing to do this but are you sure its okay?"
Pam nodded. "After what you've been through tonight, you need a break. And I will allow Georgina to fondle you…for a while."

"I very well understand that you are straight as a line James." George added. "I will thus only massage you and take some care with Georgina."
"How strange…" He muttered. "But okay. So can you release this hormonal imbalance or is it random?"
"I'll handle that." Pam reached for the table and pulled out a small pink orb. She threw it at the ceiling and it exploded. Clear pink mist then clouded the room.

Immediately he could feel his hormones pumping. He relaxed and let his body to be enveloped by the arousal.
Georgina licked her lips as she felt her top tightening again. She moaned as he skin pressed against the fabric.
"Your breasts are growing…" James noticed. "Aren't you going to take-?"
She shook her head. "Vhenever I feel ze sex in my body, my breasts grow a full cup size. I enjoy ze feeling so I do not care if my clothes rip. I also use it to arouse my partner."
On cue, her shirt burst open and her breasts were exposed.
At the same time, Pam straddled James and leaned into his face.

"Rip them James." She cooed sexily. "Rip them apart so I have nothing to wear after."
That got his blood flowing. His hands shot out, grabbed her top, and tore it open exposing her own breasts.
George then crawled behind him and started massaging his shoulders. He had stripped his shirt off before and was now bare-chested. Despite not being homosexual, James couldn't help but notice he looked good.
Alcor had retreated into James's mind prior, so fantasies started flowing through his mind as the three converged onto him. Pam kissed his neck, Georgina rubbed his thighs, and George massaged his shoulders and back.

Moaning, James closed his eyes and tried to relax.

"So much has happened today…" He thought. "I found out I had a sister, we beat the Joker at Arkham, and I learned what happened to my memories in high school. God it's just so stressful I—ahh…"

James felt Pam's lips pressing harder onto his neck as if saying "don't think anymore, just feel."

But while his thoughts and feelings of today's events started to fade away, he suddenly felt nervous. He had never taken part in such a naughty activity, as he was about to do now.

"Relax." George whispered from behind, while Georgina stripped her shorts off, leaving just her panties. Pam was already naked.

James suddenly couldn't help but stare. Both Pam and Georgina's bodies were perfect. Georgina had a young, curvy, and well-developed body, but Pam was mature, soft, and also well developed.

"God…" He moaned. "I want…to feel it."

Nodding, Pam reached down and pulled his pants and boxers off. He was now open to both George and Georgina.

"My, my." Georgina licked her lips. "My hips are quivering."

"Sometimes I wonder if I can take the whole thing." Pam added.

The words of encouragement were working, for James was flushing red and getting more turned on.

"You are a rarity James Davis." George said. "Revel in it. Don't shy away. Embrace it. I would like to see you and your woman as one tonight."

Blinking, James looked around and could see the new team all sleeping together on the bed. Chuckling, he looked up at the ceiling and thought about the events that transpired.
"Joker...Arkham...Sister...high school...Abigail?" He thought to himself.
"Don't start thinking about that yet." Pam stirred and slowly raised her head up to look at him.
"Sorry..." James chuckled. "It's just that a lot has happened."
"James." Georgina had woken up. "I hope ve' can do 'dat again sometime. Was it good?"
"Of course!" James grinned. "That was amazing!"
"I admit I enjoyed that." Pam grinned back. "But remember! These are rare times! Enjoy them while they're here because I am NEVER this open or tolerant."

"Well at least it wasn't Supergirl." He quipped.

"Don't…say…that…name…again." She warned. "Or you'll have to—"
"You 'ave mated with Supergirl James?" Georgina asked inquisitively.
He chuckled. "No no, but we know each other."
"Know." Pam scoffed.
Shaking his head, James spoke again. "So anyway, I was thinking about this for sometime, and I think I would like to go for it."
"For what James?" George asked.

"Let's make a team." James announced finally.

Apologies for letting this and the last chapter take a while to go up. I realize that I've been focusing on this OC character a bit too much and not giving Batman and Co. enough time. Trust me, they all have big roles to play in this story. Anyway, more to come!