Chapter Sixteen: Beware the Batgirl Part Two.
Gotham City was a city where crime never slept, there was always something going on in it. However, they would need a protector that never slept as well and thankfully they had one in the World's Greatest Detective himself. Batman never slept, he merely waited and watched for crime as it happened. He swooped down from the shadows, ready to prey on the criminal element in Gotham City. They truly were a superstitious and cowardly lot and the Dark Knight was about ready to go after them with all of the fury one would expect for one who prowled the night.
Case in point, the World's Greatest Detective hung one of his enemies by the ankles and swung him from one side to the other. His feet kicked and he swayed from one side to the other. Batman stared in his face and practically snarled.
"Where is Harvey Dent?"
The question was direct and to the point, just like Batman operated. He never fooled around. The thug was forty feet up, a straight drop to the pavement below and he twitched but somehow, someway, he found a set of balls at the worst possible time. He turned around and stared down Batman, with a fearless expression on his face before he spat out a few words.
"I don't think you're going to do it."
"I beg your pardon," Batman growled but the thug was only too happy to repeat that statement for the Dark Knight to hear.
"I don't think you have the guts to do it," the thug responded as he turned towards Batman and looked up. "You see, this creature of the night act, it's a front, you can't do it, hero. You won't let me drop so I ain't gonna to tell you nothing."
Kara stepped over, grabbing the thug around the ankles, she continued to dangle him upside down, and turned to Batman.
"You are losing your touch."
She shot into the air faster than a speeding bullet and flew the thug around the city a few times at super speed. Not enough to kill him mind you but it was more than enough to disorient and discombobulate him. The thug screamed at the top of his lungs as Kara took him for a ride that he'd never forget as long as he lived. The thug was about ready to wet himself as Kara flung him around.
"Please, give me back to the bat, take me back to him, you're crazy!" the thug whimpered as Kara held the thug up.
"Tell me where Dent is or she'll take you higher," Batman responded as Harry, Batgirl, and Robin all watched in amusement.
"And Batman is the lesser of two evils," Robin remarked in a low tone of voice with a shrug.
"Never thought I'd see the day," Batgirl answered as she watched them but Supergirl started letting him go, until she only held him up by her pinky finger.
Granted she had the strength to do so but the fact that her finger might accidentally slip was a sobering experience for any thug. Especially this thug who was shaking in his boots and whimpering like a scared little girl, or he would be, but Kara swore that she saw scared little girls who wouldn't go to pieces like this.
"Losing my patience," Kara hissed harshly as her eyes began to glow and the thug nearly soiled himself.
The thug was glad that he was native to Gotham City because dealing with Supergirl on a regular basis was a scary thought. At least the Batman was rather calm in his sadistic torturing, this woman was absolutely nuts. The thug swayed one side to the other, struggling to get out of the grip of the blonde, as he tried to kick away but stopped.
"Let me go!" the thug stated and Kara began to relax her grip which caused the thug to lose his fudge. "NO DON'T LET ME GO, DON'T LET ME GO!"
The thug wept as Kara held him steadily but there was a hint that she might drop him if he pissed her off more.
"Are you going to cooperate now?" Batman asked the thug without missing a beat and the World's Greatest Detective spun around, eying the thug with careful precision.
"Yes, yes, sir, of course, sir, I don't….please don't hurt me, I'm too young to die," the thug whimpered in a terrified tone of voice and Kara held him by the toes, flinging him from one side to the other.
"So Dent, where is he?" Batman demanded in his gruffest voice and this time the thug was only too happy to spill the beans. There was a dangerous drop all of the way down and the thug did not want to splat on the pavement. His heart beat steadily.
"Alright, you know that place off of fourth, word is on the street that Two Face has the pigs holed up there. He's there and….I'm not sure what he wants, some kind of ransom. He wants two million dollars worth of two dollar bills delivered in two briefcases at two after two in the morning."
"Someone's got a fetish," Batgirl remarked with a whistle but she got the Batman glare and Kara kept holding the thug, dangling him in the air.
"Anything else we should know?" Batman asked to the thug who was whimpering like a scared little mouse. The fact they could hear him practically squeak was kind of pathetic all things considered.
"Yeah, no, I mean yes, I mean, I don't know," the thug stated in a terrified tone as he quivered and Kara held him by the shoelace which was slipping out of his shoe. "He has a meeting with Black Mask….some kind of deal going down."
'Dent wouldn't do a deal with Black Mask….unless that's his plan all along,' Batman thought to himself but he did not say anything out loud.
Kara placed the thug down, making sure he was crotched quite painfully on a stone gargoyle, and she secured him so he could be picked up by the police. He was some random guy who was not worthy of the oxygen that he was allowed. The blonde stepped back with all of them.
"Remind me to stay on your good side," Batgirl remarked as she broke the silence.
"Don't worry, you'll know if you aren't," Supergirl responded but there was a slight smile on her face.
Harry had to agree, his wife was scarier than Batman but now they had to move on to the next part of the equation. The group was ready.
"Let's move out, we need to make sure Two Face doesn't pull the trigger," Batman said coldly although he knew that Two-Face was ruled by his quirks, one of those quirks being the coin that he flipped time and time again.
The group moved out, although they did wonder what was going to happen next.
"I do not like playing games, Dent."
Black Mask and his gang turned up for the meeting at the warehouse, just an hour before Two Face was going to make his demands for the cops. He knew what he wanted, but word slipped out onto the street. Two million dollars worth of two dollar bills delivered in two briefcases at two after two in the morning by the Dynamic Duo at his warehouse at Twenty Two Second Street on the second floor.
Two Face knew the nature of duality and he also knew the nature of the man before him, Black Mask stood before him, eyes narrowed and a sharp expression, as his knuckles cracked a tiny bit. Black Mask turned his head towards him and he watched Dent.
It was hard to tell which man's stare had more hatred for the other. Both of them knew that there was a certain amount on the line.
"No games," Dent growled in his voice as he held his coin and began to flip it into the air and then made it land on his palm. He did not look at it, not yet.
"I must say, we've run around a few times but now the stakes are different," Black Mask responded as he stood on the ground. "Thorne and Cobblepot, they're wasting time with each other, but we're going to be dividing up the big parts of the city. While they sink into the ground."
"So you're offering me a partnership?" Dent asked in a gruff and gravelly tone of voice and Black Mask inclined his head towards him.
"Yes, are you willing to take it?" Black Mask asked him as he crossed his arms.
Black Mask narrowed his eyes towards Dent. The former District Attorney stood to be a thorn in his side constantly but the crime boss did not back off for an instant. He would have it, he would have it all. Black Mask felt the city in the palm of his hands.
"In due time, I'll have an answer," Two Face responded as he flipped his coin and it landed on his palm. He flipped his coin once again. One of these times the flip was going to be official.
"Can't make a decision without that piece of silver, can you?" Black Mask asked, his men held guns towards him but Two Face growled as he watched him. "Be a man Dent, man up and grow some balls. Then again, you are half the man that you used to be."
"A real comedian, aren't you, Mask?" Two Face growled as he stared down his rival. He wished to clean up Gotham City and put the mobs under one mob boss, that being him. The ideals of Harvey Dent was twisted and corrupted into this. The nature of his mind snapping was not a pretty thing to say the very least and Dent cracked his knuckles as he prepared for the next step of the game.
Black Mask stared back at Two Face, both of them glared at each other, it was hard to determine which set of eyes simmered with more hatred. Neither was in a pleasant frame of mind and Mask's eyes narrowed, before he looked back at the would-be gangster and former district attorney.
"So is this a private get together or can anyone show up?"
"Thorne," Black Mask growled but Two Face spun around as he saw Rupert Thorne walk in with his men.
"This better not be a double cross," Two Face growled, this piece of garbage was the last person he wanted to see now.
"Now no need to be cross Harvey," Thorne responded in a brisk tone of voice. "It's just gentlemen conducting business."
"Gentleman pshaw."
That was the voice of Oswald Cobblepot who turned up following Thorne; his umbrella gun pointing at his enemies and the goons in his gang walked beside him. All four sides stared each other down, there was about to be a rumble and the bloodshed was not going to be pretty.
"The bat, the bird, and the brat aren't here, so there's no reason why we can't conduct business like gentlemen," Thorne commented briskly as he turned his eyes towards the store room.
"Yeah, Gordon and his men are in there, what's it to you?" Two Face snapped but Thorne grinned.
"Just checking, Dent," Thorne responded briskly, he had his own plans for what he wanted to do and when the time was right, he would strike. The mobster leaned back slightly, drumming his fingers off the side of the panel and twisted his head around.
Cobblepot waited, he knew by now not to trust the criminal element of this city, they were both vile and crass, not refined like Cobblepot was. He considered himself to be a complete gentleman, no question about it. The foul fowl tapped his umbrella on the ground and threw his head back before he gave a squawking laugh. He turned his head and crossed his arms before he peered to the ceiling.
"Ready or not, I'd imagine," Cobblepot remarked in a brisk tone of voice but there was an explosion that signaled some of the goons were taken out.
"A trap, which one of your stooges sold us out?" Dent demanded as he held out his gun and pointed it at Thorne, Cobblepot, and Black Mask in turn.
"Hey, keep that thing out of my face."
"ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION!"
Dent got in the face of Cobblepot but his feet were taken down out underneath him by a grapnel.
Penguin pointed his umbrella, trying to get a fix on the person but there was a blur that shot from the rafters. The whirling fist nailed Penguin to the face and caused him to fly down into the walls with a huge thump. The foul mobster rolled over and clutched the side of his head, as Thorne pointed to his men.
They began to fire at her but a line of heat vision took care of their guns. Harry dropped down to face his enemies and wiped them out with a fury, sending the mobsters into the wall. The wizard twisted his position around before he shot two thick cords from his hands and they wrapped around the enemies. The wizard backed up before he propelled himself back to the ground.
Black Mask turned around and Batman dove at him with a punch. The mobster blocked it and pulled a pipe off of the wall. The World's Greatest Detective blocked it and Robin repelled down, to distract the mobster.
A huge rocket buster of a punch knocked Black Mask down to the ground. Batman picked up Black Mask and flung him halfway across the warehouse, before he pulled out a gun.
"Don't just stand there Dent, help us out," Black Mask growled but Dent flipped his coin.
"You're on your own," Dent informed him as he motioned his way out the door and a few of his men followed him out the door.
"Oh no you don't."
Batgirl launched herself forward and knocked two of them down to the ground. The woman rolled around the attacks and Supergirl propelled herself down, using her super breath to knock them back into the grip of Harry, who flung them down with a vicious clothesline.
"These guys are getting away," Robin remarked as he bounced off the walls, wrapping one of the thungs up, following up this assault by drilling his knee into the back of the head.
"You think?" Batgirl asked as she grasped the arm of one of the thugs before twisting it around and slamming his face onto the floor.
'They won't get that far,' Harry thought as he got Black Mask with a tracking charm as he tried to get away, as Batman and Robin released the captured police officers from the room that they were trapped in
Black Mask arrived at his warehouse, he knew Thorne, Cobblepot, and their henchmen were all wrapped up, Dent slipped in the backdoor, and made his way towards him.
"BANG!"
Black Mask flew forwards as he was shot in the back of the leg. He dropped face first to the ground and rolled over, breathing heavily before Dent stood over him. He watched him with a gravelly voice and held the silver dollar in his hand.
"Wanted to shoot you in the back of the head, but I lost the coin toss," Two Face informed him.
"You bastard!" Black Mask cursed as he tried to pull himself down up to his feet but he collapsed. The blood splashed from the wound in the back of his leg. The former district attorney turned twisted criminal, twirling the coin between his fingers.
"Yes, I'm a bastard, so what?" Two-Face growled him before he dropped down to one knee and he rolled Black Mask over and held the gun to his temple. "Where is it?"
"Where's what?" Black Mask asked as Two-Face growled before he kept the gun on his head, teasing that he was about to pull the trigger.
"Don't play games with me, don't you dare fucking play games with me!" Two-Face growled as he looked to be a flash of temper away from pulling the trigger. "The drug, I want it."
"So that's what you want all along," Black Mask growled as he pushed himself up but Two-Face placed his foot down onto the chest of him and kept the gun trained on his enemy. "That's what you wanted this whole time."
"Yes," Two Face grunted as his glare became nasty. "You better give me or you're not going to get out of here in one piece."
"Maybe the coin will make me be lucky," Black Mask stated with a snarl, almost baiting Two Face and rather mocking him to the fact. He had no fear, he knew that there was a fifty-fifty shot and there was always a chance that he would be able to try and get himself out of this situation. He twisted out from underneath the foot of Two Face, offering a spasm as he did so.
Two Face waited and twisted his hand before he turned it around.
"Maybe you'll be lucky but do you want to gamble your life on chance?"
Black Mask trained his eyes on the criminal, trying to figure out whether Two Face would flip the coin or simply shoot him. The criminal watched him as he stepped back, before he stomped on his fingers angrily.
"It's in there isn't it?" Two-Face asked as he flipped the coin. "You got lucky, you bastard."
Two-Face walked around but two of his thugs stepped in and trained their guns on the body of Black Mask. He was not going to be able to leave any time soon, alive at least. Two Face stepped forward and grabbed the edge of the garage door. He pulled it up, straining to do so but after a moment the door was ripped open.
The doors were opened and Two Face scowled before he saw the supplies. They were in canisters and he could not wait to open them up.
"Worth a couple Mil, wouldn't you say, Mask?" Two Face asked him in a gravelly taunt of a voice but Mask did not respond, rather he scowled back at Two Face. "Not going to say anything…no problem because I got what I've…."
Batman swooped down but Two Face dodged the attempt to contain him.
"Dent, you need help!"
"No, Batman, this time I don't," Two-Face stated as he nailed Batman in the ribs with a stiff shot. The World's Greatest Detective dodged the attacks. "And Dent's dead, the bastard didn't have the nuts to clean up this city. You're dealing with me now, get over it."
Two-Face grabbed Batman around the neck and slammed him against a metal door but a blinding flash knocked him back. The Dark Knight held back, not wanting to injure his old friend.
"You used to believe in the law, believe in justice," Batman responded as Two-Face swung a crowbar at him. The Dark Knight avoided two shots with the crowbar, as the criminal was intent of caving his skull in. "The city believed in Harvey Dent!"
"Bah, they didn't believe in anything, only believed that I could clean up the messes that they made but now the only law that matters to me is the law of averages," Two-Face stated as he shot Batman.
Batman went down, clipped in the knee cap. His armor blocked most of the bullet but still it was wise for him to go down.
"The canisters, where are they?"
Two-Face saw that the canisters that he sought, the drug, the performance enhancer, it was gone and there was nothing there, gone without a trace. He stepped down onto the ground and Batman staggered to his feet.
"You did something, didn't you?" Two Face demanded as he glared at Batman with pure hatred. "Answer me!"
Batman didn't answer him.
"ANSWER ME YOU BASTARD!"
"Get ahold of yourself, Dent," Batman responded as he watched him but Two-Face flipped his coin into the air.
A spell blasted the coin and caused it to multiply into several hundred silver dollars at once.
"NO!"
Two-Face could not believe it; he could not make a decision, not without his coin. Yet there were too many of them on the ground, some of them landed good side up, some of them landed bad side up. He knew that he needed to shoot Batman but without the coin, his coin, his one coin, it wouldn't be right, it wouldn't be just.
"YOU BASTARD"
Batgirl dropped down from the rafters and took out Two Face. His goons followed with a series of thuds, dropped down to the ground and unable to help him.
'That was for my father, you bastard,' Batgirl thought as the hero curb stomped him in the face before she made sure Two-Face was secured.
Commissioner Gordon showed up, speaking of the man, walking fairly well despite his ordeal. The Gotham City police commissioner moved forward and turned towards Batman, who offered a slight limp but did not show much of it.
"So, you've taken out?" Gordon grunted and Batman inclined his head in agreement. "Hopefully we'll be able to figure out what went wrong with him."
"Let's hope," Batman agreed with a stoic nod.
"Good work, all of you," Gordon stated to the others, although Supergirl and Arcane slipped into the shadows.
"No problem…um Commish," Batgirl stated, trying to disguise her voice so her father did not pick it up.
Gordon eyed Batgirl before he placed his hands on his hips and watched her, carefully trying to analyze the situation. There was something off about it, the Gotham City commissioner looked at her.
For a brief second, Barbara blinked and wondered if her father had caught on to her but he turned around.
'Another redhead, what are the odds?' Gordon thought to himself as he walked away to make sure all of the goons were wrapped up.
This was an intense night but given some of the connections of some of these men, he feared that they would be back on the street within the next week.
Batgirl stood at the edge of the rooftop, her arms folded before she shifted her position. After a few moments, she sat perched on the gargoyle and was now deep in thought. The redhead placed her hands on her chin before she threw her head back. The woman turned her head around before the young detective placed her feet on the ground.
Supergirl dropped down on one side of her with a smile on her face. Arcane joined both of the girls a second later as they sat with each other. There were a few moments of silence between the three of them. Time ticked by before Batgirl decided to be the one who broke the silence that existed between the group. In some ways it unsettled her to be this silent for this long.
"So….that was fun wasn't it?"
"Amazing," Supergirl commented with a smile crossing her face.
"We should do this again sometime, I guess," Batgirl chimed in as she watched both of them for their responses and Arcane smiled back at her.
"Yes, I guess," Supergirl said before she could not resist speaking up. "Do you really want to see me throw people around again?"
Batgirl could not resist smiling before spoke in a bright voice.
"You might have gotten a little extreme but it worked," Batgirl offered her in a bright tone of voice.
Batgirl thought that she had a lot to learn because in many ways she was a work in progress. She tried to get some things done but she was in way over her head. The redhead woman placed her hands down on her face and threw her head back with a long sigh before she turned around and watched everything around them on the city.
She would like to say that the gang war was done but she knew better, oh boy did she ever know better. The gang war never was over, not in a city like Gotham. In fact it was just about to begin and she wondered what happened now.
Batman turned up behind them.
"So, how's the leg?" Arcane asked in a casual tone of voice.
"Fine," Batman responded as he stepped forward. "An interesting tactic to take down Dent."
"His psychosis was easily exploited," Arcane remarked as he placed his hands on his chin and rocked back slightly. The World's Greatest Detective nodded before he leaned forward to face the other hero.
"Most of them are most of the time."
That was one thing that Batman learned when he fought some of the members of his rogue's gallery. He placed his hands on the side of the wall before he crossed his legs and perched up next to them. He hoped for some kind of redemption for some of the people that he went against. There were tortured souls out there in the world and every one of them were dangerous, the World's Greatest Detective felt that by throwing them in Arkham or Blackgate, they might stew for a while but they would go out.
The mission was only over when the war was over.
For obvious reasons, Harvey was far more different. This was a man that he knew when the cowl was off. He went through much with him and now he was twisted into something, something different. Batman looked out into the city, tonight even if there was a fraction of Harvey left in his body, he wanted to save him.
Could he save the world?
The world's greatest Detective turned his head before he swung around.
"So the drug has been rounded up?" Batman asked, pulling himself out of his musings. He was a bit disenchanted that he got pulled into those thoughts.
"Yes, and we're going to track down the source," Supergirl responded as she swayed from side to side, her hands on her face and she closed her eyes.
It was unfortunate what the Kandorians were doing out of their desperation.
'Do you think that we should do it?' Kara thought to Harry and Harry turned towards her, with a raised eyebrow.
'Give them their powers,' Harry thought back to Kara as he turned his head around and offered a long and depressing sigh. 'Don't think I haven't thought about that. Both the benefits and the consequences of it.'
'Yeah, I hear you,' Kara thought back to them before she grabbed Harry around the arm before she swung back and forth, hovering in the air. The blonde swayed from one side to the next.
'I hope that we're doing the right thing, the lifeline reader is weird with them,' Harry thought back to Kara and she need not ask. There were times where the lifeline reader was white, gold, grey, or black, with red being undesirables that they had to knock off.
The Kandorians were purple which did not have any relevance in the Lifeline reader scanner. Harry and Kara, along with Karen, racked their brains regarding the situation. All three of them went through the Shining Light Foundation super computer.
"You know what they represent, you might not be able to save them," Batman remarked but Arcane turned towards him with a raised eyebrow.
"You aren't the only one who fights a never ending mission," Arcane stated crisply to Batman and both stubborn forces stared down each other.
Arcane thought that some of the Kandorians were beginning to look past Zod. Whether or not they were looking towards him as some kind of leader, he had no idea. All Harry needed to do was figure out a way to remind the Kandorians that they had options. They could have new lives here. Harry knew what they were capable of and he knew what it was like to hide in the shadows. In a world that barely understood someone because of what they are and did not bother to understand who they are.
Harry knew that it was time to talk to Zod. The solar towers would be online next week and he would not need much of an excuse to have a meeting.
"So we'll meet up again?" Batgirl asked and Supergirl turned towards her with a smile.
"Yes, we'll meet again, trust me," Supergirl responded with a bright grin over her face.
Luthorcorp was what might consider to be a neutral territory between Harry and Zod.
"So they're….they're going to that much of an extreme to get their powers back?" Tess asked Harry as the two of them walked down the hallways towards the meeting room after he briefed her on tonight's events.
"I hate to accuse anyone of anything," Harry remarked before he turned around before he looked out the windows. "But what I've encountered in Gotham City, there is someone dangerous out there and they are using the gangsters as guinea pigs."
Tess was keeping a close eye on the Kandorians but they were close to slipping away completely. The young woman walked beside Harry, wondering how Zod was going to spin this one around. She had a feeling that it was going to be spun and she had an inkling that she was not going to like the results.
Zod waited in the meeting room, sipping on a cool drink, dressed in a suit.
"Miss Mercer, Mr. Potter, a good evening to you," Zod remarked in a cool and crisp voice but Harry dropped the newspaper that detailed the drug bust in Gotham City in front of him along with a folder. "I beg your pardon."
"Read the results, I'm sure you'll be able to pick them up," Harry informed him as he eyed Zod.
Zod opened up the results and kept a calm expression on his face. The young Major was not someone who got rattled for any reason whatsoever and he read through the damning readings.
"This…this drug was a foolish attempt to give someone unnatural abilities that they should not be capable of," Zod responded without breaking his tone as he eyed Harry.
"The knowledge used to create it was Kryptonian science and Kryptonian science alone," Harry stated to Zod in a crisp voice.
Zod raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying that I made this drug, Harry?"
The tone of familiarity Zod used it threw him off but Harry was not going to be denied. He kept pushing himself forward and kept his eyes on Zod's face.
"Not as such no," Harry remarked in a voice which carefully kept all accusations at a minimum. He did not want to start any hostilities with Zod but he was not going to roll over for the man.
He took a quick peak into the base thoughts of the man, something that he vowed to never do unless absolutely necessary. Zod had no thoughts that were too frantic and Harry pulled away without another word.
"I can assure you that I did not make it personally nor did I order anyone to make it or I didn't have any knowledge of it until you brought it to my attention," Zod stated as he looked thoughtful, whoever made this was sloppy and it was an effort that twisted his stomach around. "But I do have a concern about one of our own."
Harry wondered when this subject was going to come up but he remained cool and calm before inviting Zod to continue. The young major took this as his cue to speak.
"The son of Jor-El, I encountered him briefly the other day," Zod commented as he watched Harry. "I didn't want to be the one to tell you this but he may be a liability to our cause."
Harry wondered if Zod would ever stir up what fixed to be an extremely volatile hornet's nest already. The situation with Clark, well there was a marked improvement since his father was killed in front of his eyes. At least that's what Harry heard from Lois, he had other things to worry about. They were given explicit instructions never to contact Harry about anything regarding Clark unless it was a dire emergency and Clark did not step one foot towards the Shining Light Foundation.
In fact, Harry did not even encounter him at the Planet recently.
"How so?"
The ball was back in Zod's court. "He wouldn't understand what we are doing. I think that he blames me for the death of Jor-El. But I can assure you that I didn't have anything to do with it. You know that."
Tess, who remained silent until this moment, wondered if Zod was saying this just to cover himself. She saw that he played a very close game.
"The satellites will be up by next week, I suspect," Zod commented as he watched Harry and Tess. Both of them locked eyes with each other.
"They will be up by next week, on the dot, right on schedule," Harry commented to him and Zod inclined his head, a smile crossed his face.
It was painfully obvious to Harry now that Zod thought he outmaneuvered the Herald of Death. He who laughs lasts laughs the hardest or something along those lines. The wizard thought about how everything was hooked to the Shining Light Foundation and how the solar towers would function how Zod claimed they would be to the public. They would be a cheap source of energy and nothing more. They would not turn the sun red; no they would be something rather harmless.
"I hope you realize that this project could make the partnership between Luthorcorp and RAO," Tess chimed in with a calculating expression in her eyes. Zod missed this expression because he was too busy marching to the beat of his own drum, basking in his moment of triumph.
"Oh believe me Miss Mercer, it will," Zod responded before he watched Harry. "There is one more minor issue that we have to hammer out."
"What is that?" Harry asked Zod and Zod smiled towards him.
"Alura In-Ze, the mother of your wife, she could be far more dangerous than you've ever realized," Zod commented as he watched Harry with a raised eyebrow. "Beware of her Harry, she's dangerous. She might seem harmless but she's dangerous."
"I'll keep that in mind," Harry stated as he did not break his stare from Zod. "And I'll see you at three o'clock on Thursday for the grand opening of the towers."
Zod gave Harry a shifty smile and eyed the wizard. "Believe me, I wouldn't miss it for the world."
Harry took this expression for what it was and that was cold and calculating, not to mention quite brutal.
Zod left which left Tess and Harry alone. The two of them walked towards the elevator. There was silence for a few moments before Tess looked over her shoulder towards Harry.
"So…."
"He wasn't lying about the drugs but I'm pretty sure one of the Kandorians was involved," Harry responded as he stepped inside. "Could be any of them, there's so many."
"He tried to finger Alura as the culprit pretty quickly," Tess offered him as she stepped inside the elevator with Harry. "I don't know, he's playing a game with us."
"It won't be a game that he's going to win," Harry commented as they went down but suddenly the elevator stopped.
"Well we're going to be stuck here for a while," Tess offered as Harry turned towards her. "The power should kick back on in about thirty minutes, I think."
Harry turned towards her, before offering her a solution. "You know, I could teleport us out of here.
"What would be the fun of that?" Tess asked with a slight smile crossing her face before she locked her eyes onto his.
The two of them knew a fair bit about each other after their meetings but there were bits about each other that neither side knew. Mysteries were something that put the veil on people artificially but yet it was something that defined both of their lives. Whether or not they liked it, that was the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, and the two of them were rather guarded.
"So are you sure?" Harry asked as Tess shifted next to him.
"Positive," Tess responded with a smile as she eyed him and what she got a good look at, she liked. He was built like a god, tall, strong, handsome, with messy dark hair and green eyes. She imagined what she could do to that body and what he could do to her.
Harry took a good long look at Tess and really did like what he saw all things considered. He saw the purple blouse that wrapped around her chest along with the jacket that slid off her shoulders now to reveal her bare arms. She shifted to allow an inch of the blouse to ride up to reveal her nice toned midsection. The skirt was conservative in many ways but in other ways, it did offer a hint, a tease of what lied underneath. Tess saw Harry watching her and knew where his eyes were focused, on her stocking clad legs.
"So is there anything that I can do for you, Mr. Potter?" Tess asked with a predatory smile on her face.
Two could play that game.
"Well, I'm sure that if you use your imagination, you could think of what we could do to pass the time," Harry responded as he placed one hand on the wall on one side of Tess's body and he was about six inches away from touching her. Close enough to give the illusion of touching to the naked eye but far enough away not to really touch. "And I'm sure I have a very vivid imagination but do you?"
Tess saw his other hand go on the other side of her and it pinned her in a box. That made her excited on some level. It changed the rules of the game somewhat.
"I'm sure I can imagine some things," Tess responded as she looked at him with hungry eyes. Her eyes met his and that proved to be the redhead businesswoman's downfall.
"Imagining some things involving us, perhaps?" Harry asked Tess and she watched him.
"Absolutely, that's what I can imagine," Tess commented with smile as she closed her eyes. "I've…."
She shut her mouth, she did not want to seem too vulnerable or needy, that was not the way that she worked. Tess Mercer ruled the game; the game did not rule her.
"You've imagined the two of us, haven't you?" Harry asked as he stepped forward, their lips almost touched but Harry did not pull the trigger.
Tess waited; it was like legalized torture for her.
"It's hard not to," Harry continued with a smile crossing his face. "It's hard not to imagine the two of us in a more intimate situation then this location is, touching, offering the type of companionship and gratification that two young, eager, individuals, the pinnacle of each of our genders could give the other."
Harry turned around and breathed in her ear, the hot breath meeting the tip of it.
"Have you imagined this, Tess?"
Tess inclined her head with a brief nod, closing her eyes.
"I know you have and I know you've imagined this."
Harry grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into a searing kiss that curled her toes. This was what she kind of hoped for when she convinced him to stay behind in the elevator, this might not be done if they simply teleported out.
Tess lost herself in the pleasures and kissed him back, their tongues battling for domination. The two of them were strong, but Harry pinned her against the wall and she felt the heat rise through her body. Between her legs, moisture began to pool and Harry used one of his fingers to caress her cheek as he continued to deepen the kiss.
She wrapped her hands tightly around Harry, her eyes widening with the pleasure, she could not believe that this was happening but yet it happened. The redhead lost herself in the searing kiss that Harry gave her and she could not wait to see what else his mouth could do to other parts of her body.
"I think that we should teleport to a more intimate venue now," Harry remarked to her as he broke the kiss and Tess wrapped her arms around him, before he scooped her into his arms.
"As long as I get what I want," Tess stated as her expression was fogged over with lust, she could hardly wait to see what Harry would give her.
"As you wish," Harry responded as he closed his eyes and two of them teleported to one of the bedrooms at Luthor manor.
"Harry," Tess breathed in an excited tone as she pulled his shirt off. She practically ripped at it and threw her arms around him. "I'm yours."
"You always were,' Harry thought as he tipped her down onto the bed and started to kiss her her with passion.
She reversed the position with surprising strength and straddled him, before she undid his belt.
"Well we're full of surprises tonight, aren't we?" Harry asked her as Tess unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her bra covered chest in a lacy green bra. She placed her hands on her hips and smiled.
"You should know that I am by now, Harry," Tess stated and Harry reversed the positioning, before he relieved her of her skirt.
"Let's see how much you want me."
Smut/Lemon Begins.
-PROFILE-
Smut/Lemon Ends.
Tess descended to the ground as Harry fixed the bed and placed her into her.
"So how are you?" Harry asked to her and Tess gave him a shit eating grin.
"Sore, but satisfied," Tess told him as she watched him. "Our business meetings should be a lot more interesting from now on, although next time bring Kara, Karen, and Chloe along and any other women you might have hiding."
"Will do," Harry breathed as he pinned her down and gave her one final hungry kiss which she returned.
Tess thought that this was the closest that she ever would get to a god and she was not completely sure that she was not ravaged by one.
"And I'm sure you can explain to me about the powers," Harry stated as he backed off.
Tess offered a smug smile.
"And Tess, there are far easier ways in getting me in bed then having your tech girl shut off the power to the elevator at the right moment," Harry responded with a knowing smile before he teleported off.
Tess fell asleep, unable to string together a coherent thought.
To Be Continued in the Next Chapter.