"We
must obey." Repeated M´Gann and got up. Her uncle looked at her and could
see how M´Ganns's body changed. Slowly her body grew and her skin color changed
from the Martian green to a normal skin color. Her bust exploded and her brown
hair became a blonde. Before he knew it, he saw a perfect copy of Power Girl.
"What
are you doing?" he asked and couldn't resist the feeling that something
was wrong with him. Memory gaps, strange images in his head and the
unmistakable feeling that something was wrong. And now his own cousin stood in
front of him and took the form of the new Kryptonian woman. Suddenly he fell on
the strange feeling he had when he had entered her mind. Had it been a trap?
"We
must...:" he started but his cousin interrupted him directly. Even Karen's
voice was perfectly copied.
"Obey!
You know that" she breathed sensually and stroked her uncle's cheek. She
let her thoughts flow into his mind. The virus that had been transmitted to her
also flowed back and forth between the two when she connected to her uncle.
Vandal had
feared that the mind of the Martian was too strong for a technical created
biovirus. The possibilities Vandal had were unfortunately mostly bound to the
technical possibilities of his time. And no matter what AIM or Hydra or the
similar Groups said. The technology of mankind was limited in comparison to the
Martian or Kryptonians. Especially Superman's databases were worth more than
anything this planet had researched in the last 10000 years and probably more
than humans would research in the next 10000 years.
Superman
may not have known it or he hid it from the others but Vandal had seen too many
empires rise and fall. That Krypton wasn´t at his Peak when it exploded. It was
on his Ends. The Golden Age long ago. He
knew that there was a constant everywhere in the universe. Live, grow and die.
And that had led him to believe that this rule also applied to Krypton. And if
Superman's parents really wanted to take care of their son and give him his
home, it was quite likely that they had given all the knowledge of Krypton.
From his slave he had only learned that Superman had a fortress. A fortress of
solitude as he called it. Undetectable hidden in the eternal ice. Invisible to
sensors and the naked eye. It was like the movie Pirates of the Caribbean. You
could only find the island if you knew where it was. And so it was with this
fortress. He had actually intended to explore this stronghold of knowledge
himself but his servant had advised him against it. Only Superman could
deactivate the internal defense systems or authorize people. Vandal might have
been immortal, but there were things that could turn him down. The Phantom Zone
was such a thing. So the other plan had been designed. Soon there would be an
unprecedented war. Humanity against the superheroes. And as a special bonus the
most powerful heroes of the world would mistrust and fight each other.
Patience
was the most important thing that an immortal had to master. Patience and
refinement. Both he had learned several times in 50 millennia, several times he
had failed at it and several times he had to learn it again. He had been
successful just as often as he had failed. And yet he didn't care. Even if he
won this time, even if everything went according to plan, it would all be over
in 1000 years, maybe in 2000 years. The best plan, the safest scaffolding, the
most powerful empire or the greatest imperium was already doomed to death in
the hour of birth. On the other hand, that was the only thing that made its
existence amusing. The permanent battle for power.
Back on the Watchtower.
J´onn
looked at his mistress... cousin... what... he saw exactly in front of him...
It was so hard for him to concentrate. It was so hard for him to think. He had
tried to send a telepathic distress signal to everyone in range but his cousin
had intercepted and suppressed the call. Now she had her hands on his temples
and looked down at him.
"You
will serve me." Breathed his cousin as she massaged his temples with 2
fingers. The virus and the attacks had been a beginning. She could clearly see
what had happened in the fortress. How he had tried to explore the mind of
Power Girl and then saw her... She saw how he had become infected with the
virus. The mind of M´Gann was not as developed as her uncle's mind. Also the
fact that she was a white Martian was not very helpful in her case. She was
much more susceptible to the virus than her uncle. And now she was the weapon
that would subjugate her uncle.
"Obey"
she smiled with Power Girls Voice and let him go. Then she knelt in front of
him and freed his cock from his pants. "Obey me. I am your goddess of
lust. I am Ishtar!" she breathed before she started blowing his cock. She
was by no means as skillful in it as Power Girl but it did not matter.
Willingly he opened his mind for his cousin / mistress and accepted all the
wishes and thoughts that flowed between the two back and forth. All the orders
which his mistress gave him he accepted willlessly. It became clear to him that
any resistance was futile. He watched as she pulled the body to the side and sat
down on his dick. It was a strange feeling to fuck his own uncle, but she knew
she had to obey.
"Yes...
Uncle! We... must... obey" she moaned and clawed her fingers into his
shoulder.
"No...
M'Gann... We... arghhh. WILL... obey" moaned J´onn lustfully as the last
barrier in his mind broke. Now there was nothing left to protect his mind.
Unable to resist the whispers of his cousin, he gave himself completely to the
virus and the voices. He would obey every order he would get from his mistress.
But now he had to fuck his cousin first. He had to fucked her to the point of
total exhaustion... until his mind and hers weakened further in the
intoxication of sexual fulfillment.
Hours later
the two rose completely exhausted and looked at each other. They turned back
into their normal shapes with clothes and looked at each other. After one last
nod the two woke up and J´onn nodded thankfully to her.
"Thank
you M'Gann. You helped me a lot. I feel much better already" he smiled and
told the truth. The strange feeling had disappeared and he finally felt much
better again. Finally his mind was calm again and without worries.
"It
was a pleasure to be able to help you uncle" M'Gann smiled cheerfully and
embraced him. "I wanted to ask if I could live here on the ward for a few
days?
"Why?
he asked anxiously.
"Well.
I wanted to see other people. I live in the Teen Tower all the time and only
deal with the people there. I have the feeling that I could learn a lot up
here. About the people, about other heroes and of course about our own
culture." She said sadly and looked to the ground.
"I
understand you. But you shouldn't be ashamed of who you are. You may be a white
Martian but you are welcome here. You and I are the last civilized of our kind.
Our race made many mistakes and one of them was how we treated your
relatives," he smiled and then nodded. "I'll talk to the others immediately
that you'll get a room here."
"I
thought maybe I could sleep with you" she said insecurely and her uncle
smiled before she turned red like an Tomato. "I meant in your Room uncle!
Not to sleep with you!" she yelled embrassed
"It
would be my pleasure to have you as my guest. Then I will also experience what
the others call a family. I would be very happy if we would get to know each
other better. And i think Flash will like you. You Humor is similar!"
"Oh?
Really? You think it is good?" shel laughed but he shook his head.
"No.
That was what i meaning. Your Jokes ar both horrible." now for the first
time he also smiled
Meanwhile
on Hydra Island
"Baron
Strucker. There's a problem!"
Baron
Strucker looked up from his throne and looked at the Hydra warrior in front of
him. With a finger sign he indicated to him that he should continue.
"Baron!
Shield has all our sleeper agents and our assets inside SHIELD have been
arrested or killed."
"What?!
How many?" the baron asked angrily.
"All
of them, Baron Strucker."
"That's
impossible. How was this fool Fury supposed to expose a 50-year plan?"
Strucker roared angrily and jumped out of the throne.
"It
wasn't Fury!"
"WHO
THE HELL WAS IT! TALK OR I'LL KILL YOU!"
"Batman."
Sighed the soldier and full of fear.
"BATMAN!?
BATMAN?!!!" Strucker shouted angrily and ran back and forth. "HOW
COULD THIS SON OF A BITCH UNCOVER THAT SO QUICKLY? This miserable guy has
ruined our biggest plan! Pull out all agents immediately! NOW! GO AWAY!"
he hissed and looked at the Grimm Reaper.
"How
did this guy do it? We've been hiding from them for 50 years! We were about to
strike! So tell me! How could he do that?"
"He is
Batman" said the assassin calmly and firmly.
"No. I
fear there is someone else playing a Game. We need to find out who is in our
way!"
The
following tantrum would have been remarkable even for the Hulk.
They struck
all over the world. A common action of Avengers, Justice League, the Teen
Titans and the X-Men struck together everywhere in the world. They struck like
a perfectly oiled machine, coordinated by Maria Hill. At the same time without
the slightest warning. Fury stood on the bridge of the Helicarrier and beside
him stood Natasha Romanov and Maria Hill.
He asked
"Status" into the room and Maria operated some consoles and nodded.
"Operation
Cleansweap in full motion. All heroes and loyal troops are in action. We have
success stories from Europe, Asia and North America. Some bases in Africa were
destroyed during the cleansing. The continent is not cleaned yet." She
said while reading dozens of mission reports.
"
Natasha? he asked now in the other direction.
"The
Helicarrier is under control. We have eliminated all Hydra agents. There were
some problems with the specialist from Coulson's team but the cavalry took
over."
"You
realize she doesn't like the name?" Fury said and looked at her.
"I am
aware. Should I take care of the senators now," the redheaded killer
asked.
"Somebody
else will take care of that. Fury said, and both women looked at him in
amazement.
Before he
could answer, Dr. Fate and Dr. Strange appeared on the bridge of the
Helicarrier.
"A
bold demand Director Fury." Said the supreme magician and nodded to Fate.
"I'm
sorry, Dr. Strange. I hope you can help us before the trust in our organization
is completely lost." Said Fury and Dr. Fate said in a supernatural
sounding voice.
"That's
still their smallest problem." said Fate.
"What
does that mean?" Hill asked and Dr. Strange answered instead of Fate.
"Dr.
Fate and I have other responsibilities than taking care of such banal things as
SHIELD. And we will not give you any warnings or clues. As my colleague would
say... it is your fate and we will not change that. But we are ready to help
you. What do they imagine?"
Before Hill
could say anything, Fury raised his arm. "First of all I thank you for
coming. I am aware that my request may seem presumptuous but it is necessary. I
have here a list of Hydra agents who infiltrated the United States government.
If we are too forthright against them, there will certainly be problems."
"Your
company has been infiltrated by Hydra. Are you trying to be funny?" asked
Dr. Strange sarcastically and Fury had to swallow his anger.
"At
least we spotted it before it got out of hand."
"Batman
discovered it!" Fate just said and disintegrated.
"Where...
where did he go?"
"He
takes care of it. In his own way. And now excuse me. It's time I moved back to
my Sanctum."
And already
the second magician had disappeared and Natasha grinned. "Has it ever been
better or what?"
"Yes.
But they will help us. I'm curious how Dr. Fate will solve something like
that."