Chapter Twenty Four: Lantern's Light Part Two.
Kara and Harry spotted them almost immediately, there were a few seconds where they watched them. The blonde turned her head over towards Harry before one thought rattled through the back of her mind as they prepared for their attack.
'I could have sworn that these guys were shut down,' Kara thought to Harry through the mental link and there was a moment where Harry paused as he cupped a hand on his chin.
'Yeah, you and I both, Kara,' Harry informed her, they had heard that the Manhunters existed prior to the Green Lantern Corps.
The problem with robots of any kind was that there were instances where they deviated from their programming. And if they deviated from their programming, they were going to do things that would be considered logical to them. Even though that logic was not among the most sound thing in the world. The blonde's eyes kept straight forward towards the Manhunters.
Were Harry and Kara going to let the Manhunters roll into town and cause all kinds of havoc?
Not in a million years.
The blonde and dark haired Heralds of Death dove from their position. It was beginning to become clear to the both of them exactly who was behind the entire Manhunter mess to begin with. Kara's lips curled into a frustrated scowl as she stared down her adversaries as there was one sentence that passed through her ears.
"No man escapes the Manhunters."
It was short, simple, and to the point but Kara blasted her enemy with ruthless aggression. Heat vision was an extremely valuable tool at this point or any other point, the fact of the matter is that it could nail an opponent quickly, and with great force. She took advantage of that ability to fry her enemies. The blonde rocked her enemy with a series of punches as Harry moved around to scout out the situation on the other side.
"Right behind you, Kara!"
Harry blasted one of the Manhunters off balance. They were extremely dangerous robots but the problem for them was that magic did not mesh well with electronics. Whoever was responsible for their creation didn't even think to shield them against magical attacks. Which allowed for Harry's attacks to be particularly effective.
"No man…."
There was an explosion as Kara nailed her enemy with a full on rocket buster of a punch sending it hurtling downwards. The Kryptonian blonde was not in a mood to deal with these tin toys, not in the slightest. Her arms crossed as a frown appeared on her face before she kicked off and smacked into her adversaries.
"And that's how we do things," Kara remarked.
'Don't get too cocky, honey,' Harry told her but the two of them locked hands never the less to prepare their next tandem assault.
Both of them picked up a heavy amount of momentum as they created a huge whirlwind. The two of them linked together was enough to send an explosive shock wave outwards which knocked their opponents for a loop. The blonde Kryptonian and the dark haired Herald of Death sprang back and landed on the terrain out of harm's way.
Kaboom!
That was one of the most amazing sounds in the world and one that echoed out for all to hear. The blonde smiled as the shattered remains of several destroyed Manhunters rained down around them.
'Surely the Lantern corps will be finding out about this before too long,' Harry thought to her and the blonde turned towards Harry.
'You've got to be fucking kidding me,' Kara thought as she heard even more of them show up. 'I didn't think that there were….'
'Someone's mass producing them,' Harry thought back to Kara who grimaced.
That was a piece of news that made her cringe. Who would mass produce these killing machines? Actually a lot of people in the universe would, but she thought that her point held ground. The two of them tried to maneuver their way forward, but they ran into a brick wall.
Thankfully by hook or by crook there was plenty of help on the way, in the form of the other members of the Green Lantern Corps.
They were of different alien races, different shapes, different sizes, and different varieties, but they were all united in one purpose. To protect all sentient life throughout the universe from any, and all threats. There were several blasts.
A chainsaw appeared from one of the Green Lanterns and sliced through one of the Manhunters. There were sparks that flew through every single direction as the chainsaw tore through him. There was a loud explosion that echoed out as more of the Manhunters were destroyed.
"Have at some of this!"
There was a rocket launcher that caused an explosion to resound around them. The Green Lanterns were firing towards their enemies in great volleys as fast as they could. More explosions, more shots, and there were another round of attacks.
Kara smiled as she shot forward like a ping pong ball. She bounced off of the Manhunters one by one by one, ripping through them with brutality and intensity. She ripped out one of the power cores and made sure to keep it on her.
'Harry, head's up,' Kara stated as Harry stood on the palm of her hand and she launched it up towards the Manhunters.
Once again there was another sinister explosion that resounded and Harry fired a hole through the Manhunters.
No man might have escaped the Manhunters but Harry was doing a good job in making sure that the Manhunters did not stomp them into the ground.
"Alright, and have some of this!"
There was one thing that Harry could not fault the various members of the Green Lantern Corps for and that was their ability to keep cool under fire. Not to mention come up with some creativity that would allow them to seize the moment. More explosive attacks resounded as the Manhunters were destroyed around them.
The smell of burning metal parts staggered both Harry and Kara.
'And they're retreating,' Kara thought to Harry but the wizard's hand wrapped around hers.
'Or they're going back for reinforcements,' Harry thought back to her before he swayed in the air. He placed a tracker on them, so he could get a sense where they were going, if there was any rhyme or reason for their movements. 'Well we'll find out one way or another.'
'Yes,' Kara agreed, biting down on her tongue and once again, they were confident that they would get to the bottom of this.
The Guardians of Oa were none too pleased at the events that transpired on this day and they let their chosen champions know it. Several angry blue faces stared down at the assembled group of Green Lanterns.
"This is one of the most disgraceful acts that the entire Corps has ever seen," one of the guardians stated in a harsh voice, which left no room for any argument. It was obvious that they thought that the Corps were to blame for this little event and there was no way, no how, that they were shouldering the blame.
"But the Manhunters…."
"They were deactivated decades ago, obviously whoever is behind this, they're trying to stir up a panic," one of the guardians stated as his eyes practically bugged out as he faced the assembled group. "Most of the shells we found were very rudimentary which means…."
"Which means the real person who was behind this; they're trying to distract you from an attack using the Manhunters as a decoy."
This statement came from Carol, bold and brazen, but given that this was her first day, being bold was not about to make her any friends on the Guardians. All of them could not believe the nerve of this woman who spoke out of turn before them.
"You will mind your tongue around us."
This statement only lacked one word and that was "woman." Or rather rookie, as Carol reminded herself that there was other members of the Green Lantern Corps around her that were of the female variety.
"Hey, I'm just telling you how things are,'" Carol protested, although she felt like she might have been barking up the wrong tree. There were many sets of eyes that were locked onto her. "You can't stand there, and tell me…"
"Enough," Sinestro commented before he turned to face the Guardians. "Despite her sharp tongue and attempt to navigate around protocol, 2814 does have a point. The Manhunters being brought forwards could be a diversion but for what?"
"I think I might have an answer."
That answer passed through the mouth of Harry as he turned up and walked towards the Guardians of Oa. They respectfully backed off and inclined their heads. Kara stood beside him, a smile threatening to cross her face.
'It seems one of the responsibilities of the Herald of Death is to command great respect,' Kara informed Harry and the wizard's smile grew deeper.
'It does seem that way,' Harry commented to Kara before he turned towards them.
All eyes passed over him as the Guardians bowed their heads.
"I've managed to slip a tracking charm on them but the coordinates….well I'm sure that the Guardians could make much more out of these than I ever could, so have a look at these if you want to."
Harry threw up the coordinates that he translated. They blipped over towards them and several eyes widened as the Guardians of Oa kept their eyes on them.
He waited to see if they could figure out what they indicated. The wizard's eyes followed theirs.
'Do you see the recognition,' Kara thought to Harry and the wizard nodded. 'Yeah they know that there's something there, they know of the location.'
The guardians whispered to each other in hushed tones. A few of the senior Green Lanterns, including Sinestro, watched them, but it seemed like they understood the coordinates just as well as the Guardians did. There were a few rounds of whispering back and forth before one of the guardians turned to face the assembled group once more.
The tension could be cut with a knife and indeed one could hear a pin drop from these words.
"We know what's going on, we've never thought that we'd see these coordinates again," one of the guardians stated.
There was a feeling that the Guardians were trying to figure out how much to tell their Green Lanterns. Their eyes twisted around and they appeared to be speaking silently to each other.
Kara craned her ear before she heard one word that spoke out with clarity. "Despero."
Exactly who Despero was, well they didn't know.
'We better figure out what we're dealing with,' Harry thought to Kara with the wizard grabbing her hands. 'If the lifeline reader is going to play ball with us this time, it hasn't as of late.'
Kara smiled before she projected through the mental link. 'Cross our fingers, hope for the best, and let's see if we can it to work right for once.'
'Here goes nothing,' Harry thought as he closed his eyes before he bit his mouth down and asked the one question. 'Who is Despero?'
'Despero is one of the top ten fugitives in the known galaxies and an enemy of the Green Lantern corps,' the Lifeline Reader stated. 'Whilst he is not an undesirable, he should be treated with caution and any contact with him should be perceived as a threat that must be dealt with.'
'Well that was crisp and clear,' Kara thought as a picture flashed through her minds eye.
"I don't think that we should be given the run around," Carol commented as she stood up on her feet. "Communication, it's a key part of getting things done, and if several of our fellow Lanterns have been taken down, we really do have a right to know."
Once again her statement was extremely brazen and Carol turned her head towards them. The guardians watched her and they were taken completely aback by her words. Few people called them out on their actions and especially a Lantern from a minor sector like 2814.
"Again brazen as she is, she does have a point," Sinestro stated but his warning glare turned towards Carol. He was obviously about ready to tell her to be quiet and to stand down or suffer some kind of consequences. "If he has returned from the dead, then we must take the steps to make sure he does not spill any more blood."
A Green Lantern ring flew through the top of the meeting chamber and landed to the ground.
"And that's what happens when a Green Lantern has been killed and a ring does not find anyone worthy," Sinestro stated as his eyes locked upon the ring on the ground. There was a somber tone that went through his voice.
The Guardians muttered to each other and there was a long time before they said anything.
Before they could make a decision, the decision was made for the Guardians whole sale.
The Manhunters were here and Despero was not far behind. It was going to be do or die for them.
Already Harry and Kara slipped ahead; they knew what they had to do.
The eyes of Despero glowed with more malice than anyone would have thought possible. The Kalanorian was out for one thing and that was the blood of every single member of the Green Lanterns corps. He had been taken down, nearly destroyed, once before but he survived. He stood tall, if there was anything that was true, he enjoyed a challenge and breaking one of the primer peace keeping forces into the entire universe, that was a challenge worthy of his greatness.
"Let the games begin."
Despero stepped towards the edge of the outpost. He stood on Oa, the house of lies that the Guardians built. They tried to take people like him down, who tried to change their status quo. The Guardians and their pet Lanterns, they were all about sticking to a firm and heavy status quo, without any imagination whatsoever. It weighed heavily on the mind of Despero and he twisted his attention forward.
"So they wish to incur my wrath, then so be it," Despero commented in a harsh tone of voice as energy crackled around him. He pushed himself forward, trying to pick up even more of a stride. It was a stride that no one was going to break, no matter what. "I know you're up there, in your house of lies, Lanterns. It's time for you to stop delaying the inevitable."
There was no sound and Despero figured that would be the case. There was one set of words that passed his lips and that echoed out with a great amount of disdain.
"Cowards."
That word once again resounded through him and he crossed his arms, waiting for the end to reach him. Despero had his little mechanical puppets ready to carrying out his bidding.
A blur shot out at him suddenly, before he could even react. It was a rocket buster of a punch that connected with the Kalanorian face, rocking him back a few inches. The blonde above him pulled back with a smirk crossing her face as she stared him down.
"I believe I've got you now," Kara informed Despero with an ear to ear grin spreading across her face.
Despero's eyes widened before Harry and Kara exchanged a knowing look.
'Wait for it, wait for it,' Harry told Kara.
"YOU DARE TOUCH ME!"
'Right on schedule,' Kara thought as she locked hands with her husband and both of them pushed themselves back before they slammed themselves into their enemy with a bone rattling force.
Despero staggered back, their combined energy attack proved to be a positively potent combination in backing off the criminal. He slid off to one side and then off to the other side, as he held up his hand.
An energy field shot from him and held Harry and Kara in place. His mental attack was strong but the combined might of the two main Heralds of Death were extremely potent as well. The two of them pushed back hard with an energy attack of there own causing the two fields to connect, and creating a stalemate.
It was a like a pendulum swinging back and forth, back and forth. Both sides tried to hold themselves steady as the two opposing energy attacks pushed hard against each other. Their mental battle got even more intense. The blonde's expression got rather intense as her teeth gritted as Kara pushed her enemy back with help from Harry. And said enemy pushed them back as well. There was a back and forth struggle, where the two sides jockeyed for position.
'Got to focus,' Harry thought as he heard the roar in the distance.
The Manhunters had been sent ahead by Despero to do his diabolical deeds but the Lanterns were making quick work of them. The eyes of Despero flooded with rage and he pushed forwards. He swung his arm towards Harry and Kara.
A shield erected around Harry and Despero's blow collided with it. The explosion of the impact of his fist drilling the shield could be heard and Kara slid behind Despero, before she flipped into the air. Both feet slammed into the back of Despero's head and she staggered him forwards. She punched at him a few more times and the series of attacks ripped through his defenses. He whirled to grab her around the head and this left Despero open for another attack.
Harry hammered Despero in the side and sent him flying head over heels. There was an explosion as Despero connected hard with a nearby wall, causing him to drop to one knee. Moving quickly Harry grabbed him around the head, and then with another fluid motion he slammed the Kalanorian's head into the ground.
There was a moment where Despero was staggered but he refused to give up. The villain was relentless and he pushed himself up to attack once more.
Despero moved forwards to renew his assault on Harry and Kara and the two of them conjured energy scythes in response. He was not an undesirable but they could still hurt him. The two Heralds of Death struck him with the energy constructs.
A blood curdling scream echoed forth from his mouth and he stumbled backwards with his arms swinging wildly. He tried to escape the attacks but he was put down hard onto his back.
"You can't defeat me…."
A set of Lantern shackles wrapped around Despero suddenly and he tried desperately to break free. Carol moved in, her eyes narrowed.
"You think that you can defeat me?" Despero remarked as he tried to push himself out.
"Maybe not, but I can keep you in place until someone else does," Carol stated as she placed him inside a Lantern cage. He tried to push out of the cage but his arms clanged against the edge of the bars.
"When I get out of here…."
Harry and Kara blasted him hard against the back of the cage. Despero roared out in agony at their attack, and harnessing his rage pushed hard once more against the construct bars. His unrelenting hatred giving him the strength to finally tear himself free as it shattered into green light around him. The three of them circled around each other once more.
'Just got to….I think I've pinpointed a weakness,' Kara thought to him and Harry wrapped an arm around her.
'Well if you have it, we should do it then,' Harry projected through to her in the mental link. The two Heralds of Death turned their heads around and aimed back for the heavens before they swung towards him.
A double team punch, enhanced with their powers, directly into his middle eye sent him flying backwards.
Chain around the ankle, chain around the other ankle, chain around the wrist, chain around the other wrist snapped around him. A chain wrapped tightly around his neck and a box surrounded him.
At least eight or nine different members of the Green Lanterns corps tried to push him into a box. Despite all of that, his eyes twitched together and he looked at them with blazing anger.
"You can't stop me," Despero taunted them as he tried to break from the box but the Manhunters shut down, what was left of them at least.
Harry's smile got even wider before he kept his eyes on his enemy. "You were saying."
His teeth gritted together in a loud growl before he pushed his shoulder against the wall. There was a loud smash, smash, smash. Despero was trapped in the box and would not be escaping any time soon.
"I know, worst hero ever."
Carol offered that statement to Harry as his eyes watched her. Green eyes met her blue eyes as the two of them stood side by side with each other.
Harry waved off that thought. "I wouldn't say that, we've all had our moments that weren't our best. The end result is what counts."
Carol's lips curled into a slight smile before she turned slowly to Harry to try and gauge some kind of reaction. "So did you?"
Harry smiled back at her before he told her in a completely honest manner. "Every single day of my life it seems. Although I've improved a little bit."
Harry turned his head back before he continued his statement.
"Time is the greatest teacher," Harry informed her as he placed a hand on her shoulder and her head inclined with a brief nod, the smile across her face growing even wider as time passed by.
"It's taught me a lot," Carol commented before she sank down for a moment. She knew better than anyone else that things could turn around for the worst in a heartbeat. The dark haired woman waited for everything to keep moving forward. "If running a business has taught me one thing, it's taught me that patience is a virtue."
She experimented with the Green Lantern ring, as she used it to create a series of shapes. She did not want to admit so out loud but this might have been an amazing thing to play around with. It was always amazing to see the visions inside her head coming to life, as anyone in any creative endeavor would tell her.
"Despero is being locked up in an even tighter prison than last time and the Manhunters will hopefully go to sleep for another couple hundred years," Harry informed her.
Carol's expression turned into a dry smile. "Or longer."
"Or longer," Harry agreed with her, he did hope that they never had to deal with them again. "After that blip in your training, you're back in the saddle."
Carol's expression widened with a smile before she placed a hand on the side of her face and let out a long and poignant sigh.
"Yeah that's pretty much it, back in the saddle and back to the training," Carol remarked as she spun around to the side and peered out the window onto the planet. "I got enough of a taste of it but I'm amazed that taste wasn't enough to prepare me for what's next."
"Somehow I don't think so, either," Harry informed her as he placed his hand on hers but she did not retract from the contract. "I think that you're going to do great."
Carol offered him a joking smile. "Well, now I have to do great, because you've put the Harry Potter stamp of approval on me. And from what I've heard, you don't put your wagon behind a loser."
Harry smiled before he continued in a completely serious tone of voice. "I wouldn't put my faith in you, if I didn't have a reason to do so."
"Makes sense, I guess," Carol offered him as she checked her watch. "So when are you clearing out of here?"
"In a little bit, a few days maybe, I've got plenty of people that can pick up the slack," Harry informed Carol. "So, I'm not too stressed about being absent."
Carol Ferris nodded, she was another person who had a great team of people who could manage her business interests if she had to take a sabbatical. Even if it was a sabbatical that was as unexpected as this one, she still had them in place. It didn't keep her from taking every step to try and micro-manage the company that she ran, but that was just how she did things. It was just the way she operated her company.
"I guess you and I have a lot in common, we have people that we could trust," Carol commented to him and Harry smiled back at her.
"Trust is important, and I'm sure an amazing woman like yourself can do some great things," Harry told her.
Carol's smile flickered across her face, Harry did have a way of making a woman feel special, it was one of his special talents and one that he should not trade away for anything. She kept her eyes fixed onto his, green meeting blue once again.
"I better go," Carol informed him and Harry nodded. "I wouldn't want to be late."
"I'll be here for a while if you need anything," Harry told her and Carol's head inclined with a nod.
"Believe me, if it's possible, I'll take you up on that offer," Carol commented as she added as an afterthought. "It wouldn't be wise to squander a potential resource, especially if he's giving himself to me now."
"Oh, is that what I'm doing?" Harry asked.
Carol shook her head in amusement. "You know what I meant."
She stepped forward for a few seconds and considered something but catching sight of the time indicated that she was running quite behind schedule.
"Talk to you later, Harry," Carol informed him with a smile.
"Yeah, Carol, talk to you later," Harry commented to her.
She threw her arms around him with a tight hug, an action that surprised Harry.
To be honest, it was an action that surprised Carol as well. She was looking for an excuse to press her body against Harry's, her curvy body pressed against his rock hard muscles.
"Well, see you later, don't be a stranger, and all that," Carol remarked as she pulled away from Harry, but the wizard's expression contorted into a very prominent grin.
"Believe me, after all that, a stranger is the last thing that I want to be with you," Harry told her and Carol heard him.
'Well, you work fast, Harry,' Zatanna commented through the bond link. 'Then again, what girl could resist your magic?'
'No one in their right mind,' Chloe thought as she smiled. 'Unless they were already taken and even then….it'd be a tough sell.'
'Well you know what they say, all your bitches belong to Harry Potter,' Karen thought to them through the bond link.
Lara chortled in amusement. 'Is that your company slogan?'
'You know it might be,' Harry commented to them as Kara showed up.
Kara smiled at Harry and Harry knew what she was smiling about.
"I figured it wouldn't be long with her," Kara remarked as she placed her hand on Harry's chest. "If you don't tap that before we get out of here and return to Earth, I'd say that you're losing your touch."
Harry's face spread into a wide grin as he kept his eyes locked onto Kara's. "Believe me, love, I haven't lost my touch at all."
Harry snaked an arm around her waist and pulled Kara in close to him. "Believe me, I haven't lost my touch at all."
Kara's face contorted into a grin. "I know you haven't."
He was an Alpha Male and Kara was his Alpha Female, which made her all the more powerful the more women that he placed underneath his thumb. That thought made the blonde smile slightly. His lips met hers in a deep and searing kiss.
A few days later, almost a week really and Carol dropped down in her bunker, after the grueling training that the Green Lantern corps delivered. She turned her expression around and winced.
"Yeah, I miss meetings with stockholders already," Carol commented to herself more than anyone else. "And those could get extremely rough."
Carol stripped off her uniform, before she sat on a bench with a tank top that stretched around her upper body and a dark pair of shorts. The newest Green Lantern was feeling the rigors of a brutal regimen of training.
"Well yeah they could, but there's nothing more rewarding than that."
Carol's eyes turned towards Harry who stood there with his arms crossed and his eyes locked onto hers. The dark haired woman's smile widened as she faced Harry. The two gazed into each other eyes with an extreme intensity before she sighed.
"I thought you'd be clearing out by now, given that you have a lot on your plate," Carol commented to Harry as the green eyed sorcerer stepped towards her.
"Yeah, I'm doing so tomorrow, but I'm always a few seconds away, if you need anything," Harry remarked to her and Carol smiled at him.
"A girl could get ideas if you keep talking like that," Carol stated but she winced as she moved her neck a bit roughly. "Yeah, I've really been dinged out there. Basic training….I can only imagine what the advanced stuff is like."
"The ring is only half the battle," Harry commented to her as she sank down. "It's a lot of what's up here that wins the battle."
For emphasis, Harry tapped the top of his head and Carol's expression flickered into a smile as she sat down.
"I know, but that's about the only part of me that doesn't hurt," Carol remarked as she looked over her shoulder towards him. "It wouldn't be too much trouble if you could do something for me."
Harry smiled. "Sure, name it, always enough to help a beautiful woman."
Carol flushed for a second; it had been a while since she had allowed a man into her heart. All of her personal interactions were strictly business for the past six or seven years, if not longer.
"Well with a compliment like that, I shouldn't ask too much of you but what the hell, you're here, you've offered," Carol stated as she shifted herself a little bit, turning over her shoulder. "Do you think it might be any trouble if you could give me a neck message?"
Harry smiled before he placed his hands on the back of her neck and started to stroke her.
"No problem," Harry commented as he worked a pattern on the knots of her neck. His hands worked circular motion around the back of her neck as she ran up and down her, working out the kinks that she had. He leaned forward and whispered into her ear, his hot breath hitting it. "How's that?"
"Feels good," Carol breathed as she felt his hands work their magic against the back of her neck
"Well my wives have told me that I've had magic hands," Harry remarked as he continued to work out the pressure in the back of her neck.
Carol's eyebrows corked up before she asked the question. "Wives, you say?"
Harry knew that one was not going to be unsaid so he decided to elaborate to her. "I come from a culture where….well marriages to more than one woman are accepted."
Carol nodded, that made sense, there were a lot of mysterious things about Harry. The dark haired woman felt his hands work wonderful patterns around the back of her neck. She sighed rather briskly as he continued to work over her with magical hands. The woman's eyes flushed over.
"I need to get better access," Harry whispered in her ear as he pressed his forehead to the back of her neck. "Do you mind if I…"
"No take my shirt off, it's fine, I've got nothing to be ashamed of," Carol remarked boldly.
She felt herself grow aroused at the thought of being in such an intimate setting with Harry with her shirt off. It had been a couple of weeks but she really was falling for him in the worst way.
Her shirt was pulled over her head. Harry saw her creamy back, with her breasts increased in a black bra. It was lacy and he smiled as he worked a circular pattern around her upper back, which caused the area between her legs to tingle.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked Carol, practically whispering in her ear.
"Yes, I'm fucking great," Carol told him as she bit down on her lip and Harry worked into her back.
She got up for a second and slipped her shorts off to reveal a lacy black thong. She got on her hands and knees on the bed before Harry.
"Do you think you can get the back of legs?" Carol asked him as she stared over her shoulder, lust dripped from her expression.
"I think that I could oblige you," Harry commented to her as his magical hands worked the back of her leg muscles. "Let me know if I'm hurting you."
'Oh believe me, soon you might…ah hurt me, but in a good way,' Carol thought to herself, it had been a long time since she had gotten some and the training had made her extremely horny. His talented hands working over the back of her legs, well it was an amazing feeling to say the very least. The dark haired woman felt his hands continue to work a pattern against her. She closed her eyes tight and lost herself in the feeling of him working her over.
Harry felt her soft flesh underneath his hands and took a chance, brushing his fingers down her lower butt checks that poked from underneath her panties.
"Oh, that's it, Harry," Carol told him as his hands worked her lower back as she laid facedown. Subconsciously, she presented herself for him.
Carol Ferris burned through an amazing amount of lust as the pheromones were flying through the air and Harry's hands continued to work over her tight body. The black haired woman felt his fingers probe her skin and she wondered what other things he could do to her.
Harry smiled, her moans were getting even more sensual and he was just giving her a massage, he could hardly believe that. His pants tightened.
Carol's expression turned towards him, peering over her shoulder. She was giving him a rather sensual set of bedroom eyes. Seduction dripped from her voice.
"So is that for me?" Carol asked as she shamelessly stared at his boner.
Harry spoke back in a voice that an equal amount of no shame. "Yeah, that's for you alright, this is all your fault?"
"Oh is it now?" Carol asked in a teasing tone of voice. "Figures, always blame the woman."
"Well, your crime is being too sexy for your own good," Harry commented as she spun around to face him.
"Aw, would you like me to do something about it, baby?" Carol asked as she puckered her lips and Harry stared back at her with a wide smile across his face.
"Yes, I'd like you to do something about it," Harry informed her and Carol's smile got wider.
She reached forward and unbuckled Harry's pants.
Smut/Lemon Begins.
-PROFILE-
Smut/Lemon Ends.
Harry tucked her into bed before kissing her on the lips.
"See you real soon Carol," Harry breathed as he turned around to depart.
Tension was order of the day on the Kent Farm and there were two young females who were extremely tense with each other. Lana and Alicia stared each other down for a few seconds and sipped on the coffee that had been poured. Raya watched as a third party, waiting for the dam to break.
Lois and Clark were at the Planet, following up on some big story. If they needed help, they were just a mind link call away. Never the less, the tensions continued to escalate as Lana and Alicia stared each other down, the coffee being drank.
Lana decided to break the ice with a cool and casual question. "So how's the coffee?"
Alicia answered in a crisp manner. "It's hot."
"That's good, but be careful, I wouldn't want you to burn yourself," Lana offered Alicia.
Alicia's eyes narrowed but she said nothing, she was not going to allow Lana's attitude to get underneath her skin. She had a job to do.
"Thanks for your concern, but I'm always careful," Alicia commented before she sipped her cup. "I hope I didn't wear out Clark too much for you. I would hate to think that you'd need to step up your game on my account."
"Don't worry, I'm more than capable of satisfying Clark," Lana remarked as she kept her eyes on Alicia.
'Yes, although you do have to coax him into doing anything,' Alicia thought to herself. 'Then again, who wouldn't want Lex Luthor's sloppy seconds?"
Lana's lips curled into a slight smile as she narrowed her burning eyes at Alicia.
'Yeah, I'm sure you've had plenty of experience, although the only way you can keep Clark's interest is if you drug him,' Lana thought to herself bitterly.
'Harry must be insane if he thinks that she can protect Clark if he was in real danger,' Alicia thought to herself. 'Providing she doesn't stab him in the back and run off with someone. Oh I'm sure it's for his own good. It wouldn't be the first time that bitch did something like that.'
'Harry must be insane if he thinks she's a worthy protector for Clark,' Lana thought to herself. 'Providing she doesn't go insane with jealous rage and try to kill someone. Wouldn't be the first time that bitch did that."
'What was Harry thinking?' Alicia thought to herself.
'What was Harry thinking?' Lana thought to herself.
Alicia's eyes turned towards Lana's, with a faux sweet smile on her face. Lana returned fire with a faux sweet smile of her own.
"Just thinking," Alicia commented to the unasked question.
Unexpectedly, Lana's eyes flashed over and she grew rigid. Then she spoke out loud.
"I need your help."
Alicia was taken aback by this question. Why would Lana need her help?
Although there was another question that she needed answered as well. When did Lana pick up a thick Boston accent?
"I need your help to solve my murder," Lana continued in her newly acquired accent.
Raya's eyes widened before she noticed that someone possessed Lana. The question was who and why.
"Who are you?" she demanded.
"My name is Boston Brand, seven years ago, I was murdered, and I need their help to solve the crime," Lana commented to Raya and Alicia.
This looked like a job for the Heralds of Death.
To Be Continued in the Next Chapter "Possessed."