This story will be the beginning of me focusing on Michael's other siblings a bit more, don't worry we'll be back with Michael and his domination of America after a little trip across the pond to see what Peter's been up to,But that's the next story We're still with Michael in this
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Michael was scanning list of contingency plans the bat made for the Justice League
" Clearly I'm going to have to set up something big for the big three, or well the big two the bats already perched in my belfry, And the Blue Boy Scout will fall easily to the magic of the amulet" Michael muses caressing his Gem encrusted amulet with a fluffy hand," but that false demigoddess is going to be a problem" Michael continues squinting disdainfully at Wonder Woman and Her lasso of Truth
switching to another tab he smiles with the great plan he's brewed to make sure that pesky demigods won't be lassoing his Destiny away from him
the girdle of Venus, a wonderful creation made by one of those planets heathen gods, and it wasn't even a problem that it was on a prison Island that only allowed access to ladies with prisoners, he had a perfectly good sister, and if anyone deserves damascara it was her
and he knew exactly who to get to be the prisoner, and so Michael stood and went on his way to make a house call to a certain doctor
Edgar Cizko fleed to Mexico after he had that horrible vision of the furry Conquest that would come to pass upon the world, he knew he could do nothing to stop it but he might as well give himself more time than he did in America
so now here he waits sitting like a man waiting for his death, Help but compare himself to the poet he shares a first name with
" quote The Raven" he mutters to himself and waits for the response
" Nevermore" the feline perr that follows the figure stepping from the Shadows since his heart plunging to his stomach as he stares down the cat wearing human flesh, his smile is packed with feline teeth and his eyes are slitted like a predator,And he stared down at Edgar with those predator eyes like the mouse he was surely going to be
no!, He won't just lay down and be a bitch,He's his doctor f****** psycho, he stands from his chair staring defiantly into Michael's slitted eyes and focusing as hard as he can on dominating this arrogant piece of s***
Michael smile just widens and he gives a little chuckle wrapping a Claude hand around the smaller man's neck and lifting him up ceasing his useless efforts to try and be a big man
"oh Edgar didn't you know, I'm the Mind Dom here" Michael Growers and Edgar can only gasp ou t," please never call yourself that again" before his mind is being torn apart like a mouse in the claws of a puma
Meanwhile across the pond, Peter sits on his new throne being tended to by the ex royalty, when the X King is done polishing his toe claws he stands and walks to his personal Chambers to look upon his most prized possession
the lovely Specter that sleeps in his glass coffin,Drake from the finest Victorian dress money could buy, Lifting a lid he pressed a kiss to his Paramore's cold cheek, and climbs in to snuggle up to him
his dreams taken back to when they first met
( but that's a story for another time)
the end