Author's Note:
If you haven't done so yet, type "Urd Wallpaper" into a search engine. Since she's a well-known character in the anime/manga world, so you'll get a ton of images and see what she looks like. And who knows, you may even find a new background for your computer…
Warning: Oh yes, this chapter has sex...
CLXIII
Happy Endings Part Three:
One Night With Urd and You're Haunted by the Past Forever
Captain Richard Grayson lay silently in the darkened room of his youth, trying to understand was happening to him. Had he truly died? The thoughts spun around in his head until they made him dizzy. Unfortunately though, it was all he could do as long as the rather loud activities in the master bedroom carried on.
Until Raven and Bruce were done with one another down the hall, sleep would be impossible for him.
His own memories told him that he had been on the Operation Corsair mission to disarm a nuke in Kahndaq, and then suddenly blacked out. He remembered having a strange (and sort of romantic) dream about a beautiful, white-haired woman… and then he found himself stumbling towards Bruce and Raven's front door in only his underwear, getting drenched by the pouring rain.
He tried to remember more about the dream. About the woman, but only tiny glimpses were all he could recall.
Frustrated, Dick looked across at the dim walls of his old room, where various sports trophies and Gotham Gazette articles were framed on walls that had once been his own. As a straight-A student and the star receiver on his high-school team, Dick could have attended University on a full football scholarship just about anywhere - but he had opted for a career in the military instead.
Right now, he wasn't sure if that had been the right decision.
If he had known that Bruce could have personally started World War III with his nanites, Richard was sure he would have reconsidered his options about a career in the military. Maybe psychology instead. But the Army hadn't been all bad, it was just that he was ready for something new.
After he had supposedly died in a black op, going back to the Army and pretending as if nothing had happened seemed sort of... ridiculous.
He had his whole life (a life that he shouldn't have even had) now before him.
Two hours ago, over cups of tea and a piece of chocolate cake, Bruce and Raven had attempted to fill Dick in on what had happened since his untimely demise.
Bruce told him of the plots of Ra's al Ghul, of how Kahndaq had been wiped off the map, of Lex Luthor's madness and demise, their battles with Trigon, the true history of the Green Lanterns, the New Gods, their final battle against Darkseid and about the Justice League and Blue Lantern Corps.
Dick was stunned to learn that his step-mother was also the Goddess of Hope. At Bruce's insistence, Raven put all doubts to rest in the back yard by doing her Champion of Magic transformation. He watched as she said 'Shazam!' and was instantly struck by a bolt of lightning.
Bruce had to catch Dick before his ward fell over in pure astonishment at the spectacle. She was a Goddess! It was all he could do to stand and stare at his step-mother. Truly, Raven was more powerful than anything he had ever imagined! He could easily see how she had stood toe-to-toe against the greatest villain in all the Universe.
And Dick hadn't been the only one who stood and stared... Shortly afterwards, Bruce had excused himself and almost ran to the bedroom with Raven, claiming exhaustion… And now, as Dick continued to lay awake in his old bed, listening to the moans and thumping from down the hall, he couldn't help but utter…
"Exhaustion my ass, Bruce."
Through the thick mansion walls, Dick could still hear the two of them going at it in the master bedroom. And it had been well over an hour… Richard couldn't help but wonder if Bruce had a Viagra prescription and just what the Hell he was doing in there to elicit such a response. How was a guy supposed to get any sleep?...
"…Miss me?"
A shocked Dick suddenly sat bolt-upright in bed, exposing his naked, muscular chest… At which the tanned, gorgeous, white-haired woman who now sat at the end of his bed stared at admiringly. She tugged at his bed sheet, to pull it further down, exposing more, while Dick held onto to it in shock.
"You're… the woman from my dreams."
She was the woman of his dreams.
"I'm the Goddess from your memories, cutie. You were in my care, and now I'm here to collect the fee."
Her words were like background noise to Dick. He couldn't give them the attention they deserved because she was easily the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Her long, flowing white hair cascaded far across dark-skinned shoulders while a purple and gold nightdress barely covered the warm promise beneath. She had perceptive, purple-coloured eyes that seemed to stare directly into his soul, claiming all his mysteries as her own. And he was willing to give them to her.
"…You're Urd, the Goddess of the Past."
Urd smiled and giggled as she cocked an ear to the primal sounds of passion emanating from down the hall. Dick was a little embarrassed that his step-parents were still hard at it.
Urd didn't seem to mind though.
"Well… I see I'm not the only Goddess that's going to be having sex with a mortal tonight."
Dick's breath instantly stopped. Was it possible that he would be allowed to do more than stare?
"…Having… sex?"
Urd crawled up the bed, inching closer to him. He he found it impossible to keep his eyes off of her perfect, hanging breasts - barely concealed beneath the thin silken fabric that struggled to handle Urd's ample cleavage.
"Yes Richard… sex. Didn't dear Raven explain the terms of our agreement?"
Urd was painfully close to him now, her lips were so close to his, her hips of heavenly promise were hovering just above his own... as Dick's boxer shorts beneath the bed sheet suddenly became very constricting. Raven had made an Agreement?
"Ahhh…She must have left that part out."
The Goddess's ivory hair suddenly spilled across his own naked chest, fanning the flames now burning in his desperate heart. He'd been with a handful of women in his life, but none of them had come remotely close to invoking this kind of need. She was everything he could ever desire.
And Urd knew it. With one single fingertip, she was writing his surrender across his body.
"Oh?… Your naughty step-mother must have assumed… that I would have no interest… in a delicate, young thing like you… because it was only an optional clause… my choice to claim payment… for my week of looking after… her wayward little boy…."
As she spoke in a hoarse whisper, Urd had ran her finger across his quivering lips, his chin and then lower until she traced a line along his naked chest. When her gentle fingertip passed over his left nipple, Dick could no longer suppress a powerful gasp and shudder.
As her words and fingertip continued along his six-pack abs, electricity shot through all of Dick's nerve endings, while his thoughts silently begged her not to stop. Urd's exploring finger obediently crossed his belly button and got dangerously close to the thin bed sheet that was covering the large bulge below, while her sultry stare followed its lowering course the entire time…
"But I am interested, Richard…"
He felt the bed sheets being slowly pulled away, until they finally tumbled to the floor below. Her eyes now rested upon what his boxers struggled to contain.
"And you have a very powerful past, filled with triumph and tragedy."
When she stood and took hold of his boxers, delicately freeing his aching manhood from its cotton prison, he almost lost his mind. Urd slowly pulled this last article of clothing down his muscular legs, admiring his naked form in all its quivering glory. The Army had made a man out of his body, lean and strong, and now Richard prayed to all that was Holy that this Goddess would complete the process.
Dick almost wept tears of joy as Urd let her purple nightdress slip off delicate shoulders and tumble down to the floor, revealing a body that dreams were made of. She was feminine perfection, a dark-skinned Venus who had just brought Heaven to Earth and had made his room a temple.
"… And your future… is one that makes me… want to... give you... the greatest... sex... you will ever...have."
He actually did weep tears of joy as she crawled over him again, speaking to him of her desire, letting those perfect breasts rub along his entire, naked body. His mind burst into pure ecstasy the instant she suddenly placed her lips on his own, exceeding any dream of pleasure he had ever known.
They kissed with the single breath of star-fated lovers, hands now freed to run wild over each others bodies. If she looked like perfection, she felt better. Every curve, every blend of muscle and skin wrapped around the history of love and desire. Even breathless, he could not stop as the raging inferno of passion burned brighter.
When she allowed him to finally enter her, his back arched so powerfully that Urd was raised a foot off the mattress.
They both screamed in the ecstasy of that moment.
There was no gentleness, no hesitation, only raw powerful need. Their mouths hungrily conveyed their fire as fingers dug into shoulders and backs.
She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist in a moan of pleasure when he stood up, carrying her across the floor and roughly pinning her against the wall. Urd's arms flailed across the bureau top, recklessly knocking over the trophies of his youth, grasping anything for support, to anchor herself to this delirious reality.
Her other hand found the back of his thick, black hair and gripped tightly each time he frantically pushed into her... again and again. Her own hips swayed in unison as her legs tightened around his waist, rhythmically riding the wild storm of passion until it tossed them like shipwrecked lovers onto the bed once more, this time with Richard landing on top.
Her ankles became pinned under his strong shoulders when a reality-threatening orgasm exploded within her. The Goddess screamed in pure pleasure, and then moaned until she could only whimper in continual delight. Upon her release, Richard could no longer withstand the overwhelming need of his own orgasm… a tide a release that tensed every muscle in his firm body, with a force and joy that carried his soul to bliss.
As Richard succumbed to pure ecstasy, he passed out on top of her, completely spent. Urd gently and repeatedly kissed his sweat-laden forehead and stroked his dark hair while her lover slept soundly. Her toes curled while she recalled her own pleasure...
With a contented sigh, Urd gently rolled a sleeping, naked Richard onto his childhood bed and admired his lovely physique one last time before she covered it with the bed sheets.
There had been no 'optional clause' of course.
It had all been a lie… for his sake.
The Goddess of the Past had simply grown attached to her mortal charge over their week together, and she knew what soon awaited him. She had decided that this man would experience pure bliss before bitter Fate claimed his life for darker paths tomorrow night…
She would give him the night of his life before the Spirit of Vengeance took him as its own.
The bat-demon would be passed from father to adopted-son, forcing Dick to embrace his final destiny and lose all innocence…
The Bat of Vengeance would leave Bruce Wayne and fill the soul of Richard Grayson, pushing the young man's spirit into darkest shadows, where he would wrestle daily with his own conscience.
This had been Dick's last night of freedom.
The young ward of Bruce Wayne would soon equip himself with Wayne Industry technology and become a one-man army against injustice in Gotham - if only to satiate his own need for revenge against the criminal who had cruelly taken the lives of his parents.
And this same Richard Grayson - whom the world believed dead - would face Gotham's blackest nights from behind the dark mantle of a heavily-modified Wayne Industry stealth suit, preying upon the criminals who would prey upon the city he loved.
This young man would become the scourge of criminals everywhere, a mysterious high-tech marvel of wrath and justice, known only as…
The Batman.
But for this one last night, he would sleep as happily as any man had ever slept.
Urd wiped a tear from her eye and placed it upon his bare chest, just above Dick's contented heart. She let her finger linger on his chest, so that he would never forget their night together. His destiny was a bitter one, but she wanted him to remember this one night.
"Goodnight, my lover and good-bye. You have pleased this Goddess well and perhaps we shall meet again. Though your path will be hard, my sisters will not be unkind. Know this to be true, fore I shall never allow them to be so."
The Author's Letter to Richard Grayson:
Dear Dick,
I hope this letter finds you well and that this chapter makes up for what happened to you way back in Chapter 25. We should let bygones be bygones. As my way of an apology, you also get to have one fantastic night with Urd - considering how I blew you up like that. It was cruel and heartless thing to do, I admit.
Plus, you need never suffer the indignity of being Robin and can go straight to being the much more badass Batman. And remember, Lois Lane only got to come back as a ghost. And she was shot and then blown up.
With anti-matter.
Anyways, I think with your with flight-suit skills and brains, you'd make a pretty awesome Batman. Besides flying, you can turn invisible with that suit too… so how cool is that?! You'd take stake-outs to a whole new level.
Plus, you have Raven and the Justice League to back you up when times get tough.
And did I mention Urd?
So… are we square?
Your Pal,
OtakuLad