Chapter Twenty Seven: Endless.

"So you are."

Harry did not even know what to say about that revelation. The green eyed wizard focused his eyes on the dark hair woman in front of him as she returned his gaze. Kara and Karen stood nervously off to the side.

"The higher ups took long enough to make that decision," Karen commented, not really understanding the meaning of the word tact. The blonde's expression met Death's, fire flowing through her eyes.

Death smiled, although the smile was something that was rather mysterious and eerie. Harry, Kara, and Karen wondered if they would have the same difficulties with the new Death that they had with the old Death. Nervousness flickered through their minds even though they tried to remain calm.

'So….our new boss,' Harry thought to Kara before the blonde remarked to him mentally.

'Is she same as the old boss?' Kara thought to him before the green eyed wizard pulled her around him and there was tension as the two stared at each other.

Death waved one of her hands in the air in the universal sign for get on with it, while waiting for them to finish their mental press conference. Getting bored after a while she casually conjured a peanut butter and jelly sandwich which she began to eat as she waited for them to answer. Finishing it up Death began to whistle with extreme merriment as she watched them.

"So your predecessor gave me the impression that the current incarnation of Death wouldn't be able to manifest themselves on the mortal plane," Harry remarked in a calm tone of voice as he crossed his arms over his chest. A smile crossed Death's as focused on him fully. "So, isn't this a risk in the here and now?"

Death's expression remained rather cool and cordial and Harry did wonder about it, there was a long time where she remained silent.

"My predecessor said a lot of things, she did a lot of things, and her decisions did wonders on your mental condition," Death offered to Harry as she stood up to face him in the eyes and there was a second where Harry got rather defensive.

"I'm fine," Harry remarked although his voice lacked the necessary conviction and even Kara and Karen looked quite dubious. Then again they had their own mental quirks that came with being raised mostly by Zor-El for half of their life. So they were not the patron saints of all sanity so they kept their gaze locked on Death.

Death's expression became one of utter disbelief as her eyes continued to follow Harry's before she shook her head. Harry wondered why she disagreed with him, he thought that he was completely mentally stable or at least as mentally stable as he could be given the circumstances.

"You," Death remarked as she placed her hand on Harry's chest and paused for dramatic effect. "Are so far down the rabbit hole that you might as well change your last name to Tetch."

Death stood on the tips of her toes as she offered a deep sigh and closed her eyes before muttering, mostly to herself. She ran her hands through her dark hair before opening her eyes to stare back at Harry.

"I suppose it isn't your fault….my predecessor, she tried the Herald of Death experiment as a way to extend her own will and lost sight of the reason why the higher ups encouraged her to do so in the first place. There is a reason why every single previous Herald of Death lost all sense of their sanity and went crazy with power."

"You think?" Kara remarked but Death's face contorted into a slight smile before she continued to speak.

"Yes, but I don't think, I know, the Higher Ups are still going over what the previous Death did while in her role," Death remarked as she leaned forward at the waist towards them putting her hands on her hips as she did so in order to look at them properly. "And….the artifact that you touched….it restored your powers but the price to your sanity…..well it was rather high to say the very least."

Harry was quick to jump to the completely defensive and he locked eyes with Death before he commented to her. "I had no choice."

"I never said that you didn't have a choice," Death remarked in a brisk and diplomatic voice. "The higher ups put pressure on my predecessor to deliver and she….well she didn't handle pressure well. She was in that role for a very long time and it was obvious that she was getting rather worn down by it. She was the one who made the call to take out the dinosaurs and start anew with a new age of civilization."

Death reached forward and grabbed a soda to drown out the aftertaste of her sandwich as she continued to watch them.

"My Heralds are fractured, this was….this wasn't supposed to happen this way," Death remarked as she turned her head to the right as if asking someone to give her strength. She then turned back to face them again. "They never told me the mess that I inherited would be this bad.

"Well, we've….you know we're dealing with some supposed savior who has more issues than the Daily Planet," Harry remarked to her defensively.

"You're one to talk, you're one to talk," Death offered as she sighed.

Harry's mouth hung open as Kara and Karen appeared rather amused. There was no way that Harry could refute that point as it was true.

"Your sister and yourself…..the two of you need to find a way to very quickly get on the same page," Death remarked to Harry and the green eyed wizard's gaze locked onto her, wide eyed and agitated.

"She's the one playing games, not me," Harry stated and Death shook her head.

"Being made into a martyr in that world, hanging around Dumbledore way too much, dealing with Clark, and touching that artifact, that's not a healthy combination," Death mused as she clicked her tongue. "It's really done a number on your mind. You should really take some time off, to a nice tropical island, it might be good for you."

"Like to, but no time," Harry offered to her. "So….is there any reason why you're here?"

Death closed her eyes, she wondered when he was going to get to business, but it was something that had to happen.

"There is something breaking, you're going to go up against your gravest challenge yet, and you need to stand together or you will hang separately," Death offered as she cut to the chase. "I'd tell you more but…..well for one I couldn't if I wanted to and for a second thing, I don't really know any more than you do. So, we're both heading off into the unknown."

"Well that's just great," Kara remarked.

"That's part of the job, you knew it was part of a job," Death offered to her but there was a more apologetic tone in her voice. The dark haired woman decided to bring up one point again. "And you better find a way to make piece with Alex, because I have to deal with this enough back home with my own family, I don't need to deal with this amongst my Heralds."

Harry crossed his arms but said nothing. Not that he'd have the chance to for Death started to speak once more.

"There will be a few more Heralds coming," Death offered to him and Harry nodded.

'Great, just what we need, more people that might undermine me,' Harry thought.

'She's right, you do kind of need a vacation,' Chloe projected through the bond link.

"I'm not going to choose lightly, but I'm taking a close look at them, making sure how well they fit," Death concluded and then she added another statement as an afterthought. "They'll be quite marvelous."

With this cryptic statement Death showed herself out which left Harry, Kara, and Karen to ponder what they learned and try to wade their way through another situation.

"Do you ever get any sleep? No I'm not kidding, it's a really serious question."

Harry turned around and saw Courtney standing in the doorway at the Watchtower.

"Lots to do, helping to try and coordinate the next generation of heroes….well it's not a job that gets done on it's own," Harry remarked and Chloe stood by him, smiling.

"Thankfully, I'm able to put in a lot of the work, otherwise Harry would try to put twenty eight hours into a day instead of twenty six," Chloe offered as she coordinated the activities around them using a number of holographic screens which had popped up to float all around her, a smile crossing her face. "Everything appears quiet on the old western front."

"Always calm before the storm," Shayera remarked as she turned towards Harry.

"Nothing from Checkmate as of late?" Harry asked her and Shayera shook her head.

"They're not trying anything with us and we've….we've been trying to figure out what they've been doing," Shayera offered to him and the wizard smiled.

"So, have you been trying to look up any of your old friends?" Harry asked.

There was a flash of annoyance in her eyes. "Well, they seem to come in two categories so far. There is the type that pretty much goes fuck you, we don't want anything to do with you. And then there are the type that don't return phone calls."

Shayera paused before she added. "I'm more insulted by those people who don't return the phone calls. At least you know where you stand with the other group."

"Yes, very true," Harry agreed as he thought about this, a smile crossing his face.

Diana turned up and Harry greeted her with a smile. The raven haired princess slumped down and Harry moved over to stand behind her chair.

"Tough day?" Harry asked as he leaned in to breath in her ear and Diana's eyes closed as she sighed.

"Yes….it was a really tough day, being a diplomat, well it has its challenges, and my sister….well she wears me out," Diana remarked whilst Harry massaged the back of her neck and her shoulders.

Shayera smiled, she might have to look Harry up when she was having tensions, which was extremely often. She watched his hands masterfully work patterns around the back of Diana's neck as she slumped forward a slight amount.

"Donna has a lot of energy, doesn't she?" Harry asked Diana as he moved his hands down to really work on her shoulders digging his thumbs in to work out a knot and Diana agreed with a moan, slumping forward a slight amount as she lost herself in the sensation of his massage.

"Yes, I might have to find a way to….have her work out that energy," Diana remarked to Harry but she bit her lip as she realized what she really implied. There was a few seconds where she felt Harry's hands work up her shoulders to massage the base of her neck.

"So are you up for a nice little sparring session later?" Harry asked to Diana.

"Just give me a few minutes and yeah I'll be ready," Diana informed Harry and Shayera smiled.

"If you aren't up for it, I'll be happy to fill in, Princess," Shayera commented to Diana and the Amazon turned to face her with a knowing smile across her face.

"I'm pretty good to go actually but don't worry, I'm sure that your time will come," Diana remarked to Shayera and the redhead hawk woman nodded, thinking about the possibilities that a session with Harry would offer.

Kara turned up to catch Courtney staring at Harry from behind whilst his back was turned and the blonde could not resist giving a teasing smile to the younger blonde. "Well, Courtney might want to go a few rounds with Harry as well….you know to brush up on her skills."

Kara winked at Courtney and Courtney stepped back, stammering a slight bit as she tried to keep herself calm and collected. The blonde's eyes closed as Harry turned around to face her.

"And Harry could give her some pointers on how to use that staff," Chloe offered, with a grin that was hidden in the shadows.

A few more members of the League filed in, including Oliver, who looked like he was fidgeting.

"Is there something that I can help you with?" Chloe asked coolly as she kept trying to scan for anything, even a serial jaywalker. She wanted something her team could sink their teeth into.

"The new archer, do you know anything about her?" Oliver asked.

"Why, do you think your spot's in trouble?" Harry asked, barely bothering to look at him as he continued to rub Diana's neck. Kara had also decided to give him a neck massage to relax him, she felt that it was important to keep him relaxed given the circumstances. She thought that Death was right, he was about one step away from taking a fall off the edge into insanity.

"I mean have you see her, you know out of her costume," Oliver offered.

Karen could not resist chiming in with a few words of her own as she eyed Oliver. "Do you mean naked without her costume or in her street clothes?"

"Well either," Oliver admitted, knowing Harry, he would not be surprised about the first one.

"No, we don't know anything about her but we'll find out soon," Harry offered to him.

"I was hoping that you'd know something."

Oliver spun around and he saw Batman standing in front of him. The Emerald Archer fell backwards in shock swinging his arms around wildly his eyes wide as his heart thumped rapidly in his chest.

"Do you do that to everyone?" Oliver asked as Batman just gave him a steely gaze.

"I'm surprised you don't actually," Chloe offered, smiling.

Now Harry was wondering if this new archer had help to mask her identity. If he didn't know and Batman didn't, then she had to be getting help.

No, he shook his head, he was being needlessly paranoid. Of course, it wasn't being paranoid if people were out to get you, and he did in fact have people out to get him.

He would have to wait to see what was going to happen next, but his thoughts were now on the young archer, he wanted to find her and track her down.

Clark Kent's eyes flickered around his surroundings as he turned his head around wildly, his hands grew rather rigid, not to mention kind of numb as they started to shake rapidly. He was inside a crystal structure that resembled the Fortress of Solitude. The Last Son of Krypton wondered how he got here, all he had to do was creep towards his destination.

His eyes averted from one area to the next as his stomach twisted itself into knots, nerves causing tension through every single inch of his being. He was trying to get closer to what was in front of him and his nerves continued to escalate. He made his way forwards to the center of the room where there was a glowing symbol.

The symbol was shining bright with a silver "S" and it was carved in a block of ice. It kept glowing, nearly blinding Clark in it's intensity. The Last Son of Krypton's stepped even closer towards it and he wondered what he should do.

Should he touch it? That was a question that resounded through the back of his mind and he reached towards it, his fingers twitching ever so slightly. He wondered if he could take this step forward but it was beckoning for him, his birthright, something, anything that could give him the leg up. He had it in his midst and it was glowing before him, it was power and it amazed him.

The Last Son of Krypton reached forward and after touching the glowing symbol, his eyes began to glow green with power. Numbers scrolled through the back of his mind and Clark's glowing green eyes flickered for a few seconds.

"Welcome home, my son."

Clark turned around and saw the form of his father, his flesh and blood father, standing before him. His expression relaxed with this representation of his father, as opposed to the nameless, faceless AI that had tormented him for years. There was a few seconds where father and son stared at each other.

"Jor-El," Clark offered to him before he moved forward.

"We have met in the theater of the mind, because your birthright has been taken away by the usurper who has corrupted your mother even," Jor-El said to Clark and Clark stood straighter. "I told you that Harry Potter was a danger to you, as was Kara. The influence of Zor-El might not be obvious to you but I see it shining through her eyes, she is manipulative and twisted as he was."

Clark's shoulders slumped there was a moment of doubt.

"She was sent here to take care of you, and she's so deceptive that she was able to gain your confidence," Jor-El offered to him as he placed his hand on his son's shoulder. "Do not be swayed by the lies, she is devious, as he is. He was obviously bred by a manipulative chessmaster and will sacrifice you for the greater good."

Clark paused before a lump swallowed in his throat. "He….he's done great things for the world, he's helped people."

"Many tyrants have helped people at first before they sacrifice them," Jor-El remarked in a brisk tone of voice. "Dru-Zod was a good man who did great things before I betrayed him and I regret that."

Clark's eyes flickered up towards Jor-El who smiled gently at him. "I thought….I thought that I would have family."

"That branch of the House of El is diseased, Zor-El was a brutish tyrant and Alura is not much better, she is trying to frame Zod for crimes that he never committed, with help of Harry Potter," Jor-El offered to him.

"Are you trying to tell me that Zod is innocent?" Clark asked Jor-El, trying to work his mind around what his father was saying.

"Zod is what Krypton made him, but you can ensure that he never falls to that," Jor-El said to Clark and his head inclined.

"You told me to save him," Clark remarked to Jor-El and his father kept his eyes on Clark for a few seconds.

Clark wondered if he could save Zod, he wondered if he could save the world. He wondered about his destiny and he wondered about many things in his life. Despite how flawed he was with his powers, his determination burned through.

"I told you to save him, but to save him, you must assist Zod in taking down Harry Potter," Jor-El remarked as he eyed him. "And if your cousin gets in your way, well there are times where sacrifices need to be made."

Jor-El paused before he added.

"The same thing goes for your minders," Jor-El stated as he made sure his gaze was burning into Clark's eyes. "They will get in your way and prevent you from achieving your full potential but the power is in your hands, all you must do is grab it and seize it."

Clark's eyes burned with intensity, he wondered if he could do something that would take himself even higher and with more power in his hands. He clutched his hands together and peered in his father's eyes. Jor-El nodded towards him.

"Seize the power my son, seize your destiny, now is your time," Jor-El remarked as he close the gap between him and Clark and touched his hand to his.

Clark recoiled in shock as the House of El symbol burned into his hand.

"The world is in the palm of your hand," Jor-El commented to him, his expression twisted rather slightly but Clark did not notice the malicious flicker in his eyes.

Clark wondered how he was going to get his powers back, he began to slowly fade back from the dream scape. He faded out and wondered.

He sat up in in bed, his head spinning rapidly. The mark was burning itself into the inside his hand. He twisted his hand over to look at it, to see the mark continue to slowly burn it's way to completion. The Last Son of Krypton saw it seared into his hand, proof that the dream was real.

Now curiosity swam through his mind as the mark burned inside his hand. His eyes continued to blink as his heart started to beat even harder within his chest. The Last Son of Krypton lifted his hand.

Thankfully no one around him even knew about his meeting with Jor-El.

For the first time in a long time, Clark had purpose, and he didn't want to share it with anyone. This was something that he had to do.

He would show that he was worthy of the destiny that his father sent him here for.

Harry stepped towards the bathtub, the water being run inside it. It was a large and spacious bathtub, pretty much a replication of the prefect's bath at Hogwarts.

"Hi, Harry," Kara remarked to Harry from where she sat in the bathtub with her legs crossed, the bubbles covering her.

She was not the only one present, Alura, Lara, and Karen were also in the tub.

"Hi, Harry, come in, the water's great," Lara commented as she shifted in the water and allowed the droplets of water to drip down her breasts. The blonde eyed him with a hunger as Harry stripped off the rest of his clothes, before he found his way between Lara and Kara.

"There's nothing more relaxing than a nice, long soak," Alura offered as she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist from behind and pulled him into her soaking wet body. The blue eyed woman smiled as she held Harry close to her.

"No, it really isn't," Harry said to her.

Lara smiled as she moved towards then twisted to present her back to Harry.

"Why don't you wash my back?" Lara asked him, smiling Harry grabbed a rag and began to wash her back.

The water was burning hot, which was the only way that any of them could feel it. He was working his hands around her back.

"That feels so good," Lara breathed as Alura soaped up her hands and moved to begin washing Lara's front. Kara and Karen was washing each other as well and both females closed their eyes as they worked their hands over each other.

To be honest, Harry was glad that he was allowed time to have a nice relaxing soak, because he was thinking about what Death said and was starting to wonder about some of his more recent actions. There had to be some justification to those actions.

Although when the most obvious answer was that they were done for "The Greater Good", well that made Harry throw up in his mouth a little bit. He hated that justification coming up time and time again and he wondered even more if he was slipping down the slope as far, and as fast as Death thought he was going to.

"Oh, my entire back, that's it, Harry," Lara breathed as Harry worked his hands down her back slowly in a lingering caress as he made his way towards her rather enticing ass.

Lara needed some stress relief desperately, she visited her son a few hours ago and well….he was having one of his charming bursts of attitude. She understood that he had some issues regarding her and Harry's relationship, but it was time to pull his head out of his ass and realize that the world did not revolve around him.

"So is this a private party, or can anyone join?" Thara asked as she stepped forward, showing a hint of her legs as she dressed in a golden bathrobe.

"No, the more the merrier," Harry commented as she slid her robe off to reveal her body.

"Well good thing that looks like a pretty big bathtub," Faora stated, as she, Vala, and Alia, along with a few more female Kandorians showed up.

"That's not the only thing in that bathtub that is pretty big," Vala remarked as she licked her lips at the thought of Harry's cock inside her body again.

"Oh, we know, we know," Karen remarked as she leaned into Harry, pressing herself against his back. "So, would you like me to wash your back, Harry?"

Harry looked over his shoulder and offered her a smile. "You're going to need to find a rag to do that."

Karen's grin widened as the Kandorians all joined them in the tub which was heated up to allow maximum relaxing.

"Oh believe me, I don't need a rag," Karen commented as she squirted the soap all over her breasts and leaned forward.

Smut/Lemon Begins.

-PROFILE-

Smut/Lemon Ends.

"So how are you enjoying Man's World so far, Donna?"

Diana talked to her sister as they were sitting in her main office area at the Shining Light Foundation. Claire was there as well, playing with a hand held video game, where she was blowing up meteors. So, naturally, like most people were when they played video games, she was submerged in her own little world. The redhead's eyes flickered as she worked her way through the level of the game.

Donna smiled as she shook her head. "Well, Man's World is….well it's interesting…..Harry promised to show me around Metropolis next week."

"Oh did he?" Diana asked with a knowing smile crossing her face and Donna placed her hands on her hips, before she looked towards her older sister.

"It's being done for my birthday, remember, I'm turning eighteen in five days," Donna offered as Claire smiled knowingly.

She was not the only one who smiled in a knowing manner; Diana had such a look on her face. Her sister had not bothered to learn the meaning of the word subtle but then again, that ran throughout the bloodline of the Amazon royal family.

"Donna, Cassie's here to visit you," M'gann chimed in through the intercom system.

"Cool, tell her I'll be right down," Donna offered as she made her way from the office and left her older sister sitting there blinking with a stunned expression on her face.

'Cool?' Diana asked as she shook her head, her lips curling with a slight bit of amusement. 'Well she's taking to Man's World rather well….at least it looks like that now.'

The Amazon princess smiled as she leaned back into her chair. She wanted to keep herself ready on a moment's notice in case she was needed to help the League.

Harry was downstairs in the lobby, there were a couple new guests who had arrived at the Shining Light Foundation, so he was making sure that everyone was settled in. He would try and allow them to get everything together. Harry's green eyes blinked open as he saw Donna rushing towards him which was doing rather enticing things to her breasts.

"Hi, Harry," Donna offered as she tackled Harry in a brief hug.

"Hi, Donna and no….I haven't forgotten about my promise to you….we'll go on that little tour later," Harry informed her and Donna's expression filled her face with a bright smile.

"Yes, I can't wait for it," Donna commented to him before she followed him. "Did you meet Doctor Sandsmark's daughter yet?"

"Cassie….no not in person, although I've seen a glimpse or two of her," Harry offered to Donna.

"Hi, Donna and no….I haven't forgotten about my promise to you….we'll go on that little tour later," Harry informed her and Donna's expression filled her face with a bright smile.

"Why don't you come with me and meet her?" Donna suggested to him and Harry's face spread into a grin.

"Well, you don't have to twist my arm," Harry offered to her as Donna grinned, and grabbing him by the hand she lead Harry towards their destination.

A rather tall for her age blonde stood their waiting next to the doorway, she was a wearing a red t-shirt that clung rather enticingly to her upper body, showing off a pair of rather perky c-cups. Her tight blue jeans hugged her ass, and legs snugly. She was really quite beautiful for her age with a softly defined nose, high cheekbones, and shining blue eyes. There was an air of youthfulness to her features that Harry found really quite refreshing.

Cassie Sandsmark stared at Harry, she was tracing every single inch of his body with her eyes, the smile on her face widening as she did so.

"You must be Harry," Cassie offered as she leaned forward unintentionally showing off her breasts.

She was not going to tell Harry that she had a dream about him last night and it was quite explicit. Her blue eyes flickered with amazement as he smiled at her. It was the type of smile that caused her heart to go aflutter, and her knees to weaken. She continued to watch him, trying to keep herself calm although there were seconds where that ability faltered.

"Yes, and you must be Cassie, Donna's told me so much about you," Harry offered as he smiled at her.

Cassie immediately got nervous as she started to blink at Harry and she was stammering. "D-d-did she, what did she tell you….oh I mean that's a private conversation but…."

"Relax, it's nothing but the good things," Harry commented as he saw her red top ride up her stomach to show off her rather toned midsection. He grinned as he saw the delicious flesh that lay bare before him. The jeans wrapped snugly over her hips were also a delightful sight as well. "So how is your mother?"

"Busy," Cassie admitted to Harry, she was checking him out and she had to admit that he looked tastier up close and personal as she traveled her eyes down his body. The green eyes followed hers and she looked away. "She's doing really good but….I just moved here to Metropolis….and I don't know where anything is."

"I'll be able to take you when I take Donna, don't worry, I'll give you the tour around the city," Harry told Cassie and the blonde smiled at him, before she threw her arms around him with a hug.

"Thanks Harry, you're the best," Cassie commented as she flushed slightly at the sensation of her body pressed up against his. That was an amazing feeling to say the least.

"I do try, plus I need something to keep my mind off my work," Harry told her and Donna smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm sure Cassie and I will be more than up for the task of doing that," Donna told him before she turned to Cassie. "Won't we, Cass?"

Cassie nodded, her eyes flickering before she slowly began to lick her lips at the thought but she shook her head and kept her mind on the business at hand.

"So do you need any help at the Shining Light Foundation, I mean, this seems like a great place to work," Cassie offered as she looked towards Harry. Her mother had been leaning on her to do something more productive with her life. While she was not bad at school, she was not stellar.

"Well, I might be able to squeeze you in," Harry remarked and Cassie's expression flickered as she watched him.

"I'll be able to show you my qualifications, Mr. Potter," Cassie commented in a husky and teasing tone of voice.

She had no idea why she was acting this bold but there was something about this divine young man that pushed her towards him.

Donna smiled but she was going to be the one to get a piece of Harry first.

Harry's hearing picked up a whirling sound as was a dagger smashed through the open window. Cassie and Donna both gasped, but the green eyed wizard caught it deftly from the air as it was an inch away from his face.

He looked the dagger over in his hand and it's make was quite curious. He saw that there was a message that was tied to the dagger.

Without a seconds hesitation he took the message from the dagger, and tore it open.

'We have a problem, I need your help. I wish to meet you in three days in the ruins of the temple. You know which one.'

T.

Harry was curious and also suspicious.

He would find out what happened and also he had three days to prepare for what he needed to do, along with preparing to see whether this was a trap.

To Be Continued in Power Struggle.