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JLA - Dark Angel - Part 05 Of 25.
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Kyle's eye - as a commercial artist - took that all in within
a second, then he was dodging a dangerous blast of purple light which
smashed into the ground where he'd been a second earlier.
"Hey! Carol! Carol, chill!" cried Kyle, holding up his arms.
"CAROL!?!" screamed Star Sapphire, her face contorted in disgust
at the mention of her alter-ego,"I AM NOT CAROL FERRIS! SHE IS A
WEAKLING!"
"O-kay," replied Kyle, noting with satisfaction that Professor
Hamilton and his Assistant were crawling out of the lab quickly, he'd hoped
to buy them some time.
"Where is Jordan!" screeched Star Sapphire, who obviously didn't
share her other half's belief that she and Kyle were an item.
"Long gone, lady," replied Kyle, approaching slowly, both his
hands held out carefully in front of him,"How about you? I thought you
were long gone too? Something to do with some guy called Predator.....?"
He dodged another blast of powerful purple light, leaving another
smoking hole in the linoleum floor of the laboratory. So far he hadn't
used his ring, he was hoping to resolve the situation without resorting
to violence.
"Don't speak his name, whelp!" screeched Star Sapphire, seemingly
enraged at the mention of her 'male' version, who had impregnated her, then
been destroyed (along with Star Sapphire evidently) by Neron, Lord Of The
Underworld.
"I'm just looking for a little clarification here is all," returned
Kyle,"I know people tend to not stay dead in our field, but isn't this a
little ridiculous?"
"I didn't come here to deal with second-stringers," growled Star
Sapphire,"Now get Jordan here NOW!!"
"That's it," muttered Kyle, dodging yet another energy blast,"She
shows up in my bed, ruins my whole day, then insults me! I don't have to
take this!"
She fired another blast at him, and this time he raised a simple
green shield of energy in front of him, designed to absorb the energy
and fire it back at her feet, giving her a taste of her own medicine.
And the bolt passed straight through his energy shield, hit him
in his face, and knocked him to the ground, unconscious.
"Pathetic," muttered Star Sapphire, she walked over to him and
grabbed him by the hair. Another huge purple flash of light enveloped the
room, and when it cleared, the lab was empty.
Gotham City - 9:30 PM.
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"Man that was cool!" laughed Dominic, coming out of the movie
with Dinah hanging of his arm, laughing and totally uncaring about how
close she was being to him.
"Ratata!" she cried, mimicking the whispered sound that had
played everytime the villain had appeared during the movie.
"Great movie," he said as they left the theatre,"Pity about the
name."
"I kind of like it," she said with a grin, not even thinking about
how close she was holding him, she felt relaxed with him, even after only
knowing him for two days,"The Phantom Menace, something kind of scary
about it."
"Phantom Menace," Dominic mused to himself, a faraway look coming
into his eyes,"I suppose so, you never know where the bad guys are going
to come from nowadays."
And he smiled.
JLA WatchTower - The Moon - 10:00 PM.
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"Well, I'd hoped for a better turnout than this," Superman said,
making a weak joke and knowing it before he even finished speaking. Humor
had never been his strong point.
Following the reports from Star Labs of the return of Star Sapphire
and the consequent disappearance of her and Green Lantern, The Man Of
Steel had called an emergency meeting of The JLA.
And only six members had shown up.
Superman stared at the other five JLA'ers, The Flash, Big Barda,
Plastic Man, Steel and, floating over the table in the form of a giant,
holographic head, Oracle.
Green Lantern was missing, and the reason for the meeting, Aquaman
had expressed regret but said that his own problems were too pressing at
the moment. Martian Manhunter had also informed them that he was unable
to attend, while Zauriel had said he would be there and just not shown up.
Big Barda had excused Orion, saying only that he was 'busy' and
could not attend, Oracle had answered for Huntress, saying that she was
unavailable due to an important investigation of her own.
Strangest of all, neither Batman or WonderWoman had answered the
call.
"What do we know about Carol Ferris, Oracle?" asked Superman,
deciding to proceed with the meeting.
"Carol Ferris once ran Ferris Aircraft," replied Oracle,"She was
the employer and sometimes girlfriend of Hal Jordan, who was Green Lantern
before our current member.
She was turned into Star Sapphire by the Zamarons - a race of
warrior women - and was able to transform into this villain by use of a
sapphire which gave her the ability to fly and project energy blasts,
much like those used extensively by Green Lantern at the time. When the
Zamarons left our dimension, Star Sapphire went over the edge and attempted
to kill Hal, unfortunately she couldn't locate him, and so killed Katma
Tui, another Green Lantern and the wife of one John Stewart, who was
acting in a back-up role to Hal Jordan at the time. Eventually, the Green
Lantern Corps managed to restore Carol Ferris' personality, but her Star
Sapphire persona still emerged from time to time.
The curious thing is that, while Star Sapphire retained all of
Carol Ferris' memories - and actually came to despise her alter-ego - Ms.
Ferris herself had no memory of her activities as Star Sapphire. This
made for an interesting relationship between her and Hal Jordan, as Ms.
Ferris was more interested in Green Lantern than in Hal Jordan, and didn't
know they were one and the same, while Star Sapphire knew that Hal was
Green Lantern and despised them both, and also knew that Hal loved Carol,
even though Carol didn't."
"My head hurts," muttered Plastic Man, making his head throb
appropriately.
"It gets better," muttered The Flash.
"Carol Ferris was later to discover his secret identity, as well
as her own," continued Oracle,"Which was when a 'male' version of Carol
appeared on the scene, named Predator. He managed to make Star Sapphire
pregnant, then somehow Carol and Star Sapphire were split apart,
co-existing together. When the baby was born, it was captured by Neron
and Star Sapphire and Predator were seemingly destroyed, while Carol was
still around and seemingly freed from her dual existence."
"And this was on Bold And The Beautiful when?" asked Plastic
Man, looking confused.
Steel frowned,"This is serious, a teammate is missing."
"Steel is right," said Superman,"Somehow Carol appeared in Green
Lantern's bed this morning, passed a telepathic test from
Martian Manhunter, was taken to Star Labs and passed numerous testing
that proved she was Carol Ferris and no longer under the influence of
the Star Sapphire, then changed into Star Sapphire and somehow overpowered
Green Lantern and whisked him away."
"Okay," said Plastic Man,"What do we do about it?"
Superman paused, and found himself wondering the same thing. He'd
called the meeting more as a reaction, wanting to get the JLA together,
thinking that once all together they could work out a strategy to find
Kyle... but half the JLA were missing, The Flash the only 'original'
member from the recently reformed team present.
Lately he'd found it difficult to concentrate, for the last three
days, since getting back from Gotham where he'd stopped The Joker from
killing himself, he felt a little below par. At first he'd dismissed it
as a slight psycho-somatic reaction to his momentary exposure to
kryptonite, but it hadn't gone away.
"Supes?" asked The Flash,"Any ideas?"
"I... I...." started Superman, then stopped, his eyes growing
wide as he felt a growing tingling in his nose, a seeming culmination
of the overall graininess he'd been feeling for the last three days.
"Superman?" asked Steel, concerned that his hero was somehow
in trouble.
"What's...." started Superman,"What's goi....?"
The tingling in his nose was almost unbearable now, he couldn't
take it, he could feel the pressure building, knew that something was
going to break, going to break any second now....
"AH-CHOO!!!!" he sneezed, knocking the other four JLA'ers out
of their chairs and to the ground, while Oracle looked on, slightly
bemused.
"Wow, he even sneezes super," chuckled The Flash, getting back
to his feet.
"Such power!" remarked Big Barda, admiration burning fiercely
in her eyes,"Never have I been taken from my feet so easily."
"That is just too gross," muttered Plastic Man, checking for
any super-snot that might have gotten on his costume, wondering how much
he could get for it on the open market.
"You okay, man?" asked Steel, concerned.
"Yes," replied Superman, his eyes a little wide, then breaking
into a smile,"In fact I feel quite good, better than I have in a couple
of days."
"A good sneeze is always relieving," replied The Flash,"But a
little warning next time, okay?"
"Sorry, I'm not too experienced at sneezing," replied Superman
with a slight smile. He felt remarkable, his entire body seemed to feel
a little looser, his head a little lighter.
"Listen," said The Flash,"We have detailed accounts of Star
Sapphire and Green Lantern both, if Oracle can upload the appropriate
information to me, I can use the Watchtower scanners to check the entire
planet for their energy signatures... if they're on the planet, I'll
find them."
"No problem here," said Oracle,"I certainly can't match your
speed."
"Well... good," said Superman with a smile,"Just contact us
the moment you find anything, and we'll get together to help Kyle out."
As The Flash sped out of the Meeting Room to the Monitor Room,
Superman stared around the table, a slightly bemused look on his face.
"Um, meeting adjourned, just keep your communicators close by in
case The Flash comes up with anything."
He turned and left the room almost as fast as Wally had, heading
for a teleporter so he could get back to Metropolis.
"In your experience," Steel said to Plastic Man and Big Barda,"Is
Superman usually so... eccentric?"
"What does it matter?" muttered Big Barda,"He has decided on a
course of action, it has been taken, there is no more to be said," she
stood up and left the Meeting Room.
Oracle had already cut her link to the Meeting Room, leaving Steel
and Plastic Man alone.
"So you think Supes is eccentric, huh?" asked Plastic Man, having
formed a triangle with his body and swinging his head by the neck on the
inside of the triangle.
"Not so much anymore, no," replied Steel, and followed Big Barda
out of the room.
Gotham City - 11:00 PM.
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Dinah stepped into Dominic's apartment with slight trepidation,
wondering if she was doing the wrong thing.
They'd meant to have a cup of coffee or two, and ended up sitting
in the cafe over an hour, neither of them touching their coffee, just
chatting, talking, laughing. Leaving, he'd asked her if she'd like to
come up to his place for coffee, and she'd agreed, thinking more along
the lines that they hadn't had any coffee in the cafe.
In the elevator, which was one of the old style 'pull-down' doors
that she loved, she had suddenly thought that he might be expecting sex,
rather than coffee.
This was what she hated about dating, it had always plagued her
in college, where her inexperience had led to her early marriage at the
age of 18 to her fellow student, Craig Windrow, and their subsequent
divorce after only 9 months. Then she'd become involved in a very long
on-off relationship with Oliver Queen - The Green Arrow - and not had
to worry about such things as 'coffee' and other such uncomfortable
situations.
"How do you take your coffee?" he asked her, stepping past her
and moving with the ease and comfort that came from the familiarity with
his surroundings,"Milk no sugar?"
"Ye... yeah," she replied, and thoughts of coffee, sex and Oliver
faded from her mind as she took in his apartment.
"This.... this place is magnificent!" she gasped.
"Why thank you," replied Dominic, moving into the kitchen,"I can
assure you that I would never have brought you here if it wasn't for
Mrs. Cunningham."
"Mrs Cunningham?" she asked, feeling a sudden surge of hate towards
this slut Cunningham.
"My cleaner," he replied,"The old dear is pushing seventy and
refuses to retire, thank goodness, since she's so damned good at her
job."
Then he disappeared into the kitchen.
- That slut Cunningham? - she thought to herself, bemused at
being so territorial about a man she'd just met.
The apartment was a wooden board loft furnished with large,
expensive looking rugs both on the floor and the walls. A large, brick
fireplace was set into the far wall with several logs heaped onto it, while
the couch and chairs were comfortable looking and plush. The heads of
several animals were mounted above the fireplace, over an equal number
of mounted guns.
In the corner was a huge, widescreen television and a set of
speakers were set up around the couch to give surround sound. Along one
wall on the side of the apartment was a large bookcase, crammed fill with
books.
Overall the apartment looked more like a large hunting lodge than
an apartment, but somehow retained a homey, rustic feel.
"You're a hunter?" she called out, moving into the center of the
living room.
"Oh no," he laughed from the kitchen,"My father was, I inherited
this place from him. I can't stand hunting myself, I find it barbaric,
but they belonged to the old man, I can hardly throw them out, and it
really wouldn't do the animals any good."
She smiled, she wasn't a big fan of hunting either, she'd hardly
considered tracking down a defenseless animal with a gun a sport. Oliver
may have been an archer and a playboy, but he'd....
She stopped herself short, Oliver again, her thoughts always
came back to Oliver.
"Coffee is served," said Dominic, entering the room holding a
tray with two mugs on it. His smile faded slightly when he saw her,
picking up on her mood.
"Dinah, is something wrong?" he asked her.
"No, no... I," her eyes fell to the ground, and then she
collapsed backwards onto the couch.
Dominic slid onto the couch next to her, pushing the coffee
hurriedly and uncaredly onto the glass coffee table. Even in her sudden
fit of depression, she felt a moment of pleasure that he cared more about
how she felt than an obviously expensive coffee table and even more
expensive rug underneath.
"What is it, what's the matter?" he asked, sliding an arm around
her shoulder.
"I shouldn't bother you with this," she sniffed, wiping an emerging
tear from her eye,"I'm terrible, you don't want to hear about my problems."
"You think I'm going to throw you out on the street, Dinah?" he
asked her, smiling,"Talk, you'll be surprised how much better you'll
feel afterwards."
"I know this was our first date, and only the second time we've
even met, but I just started thinking about relationships and emotional
commitments and...." she stopped, sniffing again,"I guess what I'm trying
to say is I bring a lot of baggage to a relationship."
"Dinah, everybody does," Dominic said with a smile, and wiped
one of the hated tears which were emerging unbidden from her eyes,"Even
people who've never gone out with anyone before bring baggage into a
relationship with them, it's why we're human."
"I was involved with a man for a long time," she said, feeling
a warm feeling of rightness at the feel of Dominic's arms around her
shoulders, at the tenderness with which he'd wiped a tear from her eyes,"It
was on again and off again, but I always knew in the back of my mind
that we'd end up together again, even after I ended it with him for the
last time," she hesitated, hating that she had to be careful about what
she said in order to protect her secret identity,"Then he died, and I
realized that that was it, he wouldn't be back, I wouldn't wake up next
to him anymore or argue with him over the phone or break up with him
or make up with him."
"I understand, Dinah," he said,"I've never lost a girlfriend, but
I did lose my sister a few years ago, she died in a fire, and the last
time I'd talked with her had been on the phone, and I'd been quite brusque
with her you know. I wish that I'd been able to talk with her one last
time, clear the air, but it never came out you know."
She nodded, wondering what she was doing, was she subconsciously
trying to sabotage this relationship before it even got off the ground?
She must have been, because what she said next was the type of
thing that would make 99.9% of all men draw back and avoid all physical
contact possible.
"And a couple of years ago now, I was involved with some
unpleasant people and... I was raped."
- WHY! - her mind screamed at her, - Now he'll think you're
damaged goods! -
She never talked about her rape, even though she knew that she
should, that it would be therapeutic. Her rapist was dead, she dealt with
it with Oliver and tried to put it behind her, yet now she'd ripped the
scab off the wound and brought it all back out.
And Dominic chuckled.
She stiffened slightly in his arms, but he just held her tighter,
without making her feel stifled.
"And you think that makes you less appealing? maybe that it was
your fault?" he said, smiling sadly down at her,"Believe me, I know what
it's like."
"How could you, you couldn't," she whispered, but looked up at
him, unable to hide the hope that somehow this man would make it all
better.
"I do know," he said,"Because it happened to me, years and years
ago, I was raped back at the Boy's School I went to by a very, very sick
man. For years I blamed myself for it, didn't talk, lived in denial,
and I was miserable. But over the years I confronted it, I dealt with
it and I realized that I could put it behind me, that it didn't have to
dictate who I was."
He lifted her chin up with one finger and kissed her lightly on
the lips.
"I don't want to belittle what you've been through, Dinah, but I
want you to realize that it's not extraordinary, that you can get over it
and that things do get better."
She was staring up at him in rapt wonder, her eyes locked with
his. They seemed to have hidden depths, they were almost hypnotic, and
she was drawn further and further into them.
He kissed her again, and this time she returned it.
-
"Good meeting?" Lois asked as Clark walked into the bedroom.
Her husband seemed to hesitate momentarily before a wide smile
split his face and he answered.
"Yes, it was actually, we got some things resolved."
Lois peered up from the bed where she sat, making some last
minute changes to the article she would be handing in tomorrow, about
corruption in the U.S Senate. It was a story that had been written
about millions of times before, but with some of the little pertinent
facts that she'd picked up here and there, she felt the article might
cause quite a stir.
"Are you all right, Clark?" she asked him.
"Yes, haven't felt this good in days actually," he replied,
loosening his tie. He had changed into suit and tie after stepping out
the teleporter, then made his way back to the apartment he shared with
his wife, Lois Lane, or Lois Lane-Kent when he wanted to annoy her.
He slid into bed beside her and leaned over to look at the screen
off the laptop that was, appropriately enough, on her lap.
"Hey! No peeking!" she laughed, covering up the article with
her hand.
"Come on, give me the scoop!" he chuckled.
"Get your own ideas, Smallville," she chuckled, then closed the
file and set the laptop aside,"That's enough for the night, anyway."
"The night is just beginning," he growled at her with a smile,
she laughed, then squealed as he lifted her up easily with one arm and
placed her onto his lap.
"Clark I.... CLARK!" she cried, smiling, as she felt herself
being lifted by something that wasn't his arms.
"What can I say," he chuckled,"You bring out the animal in me."
-
Dominic lowered Dinah to the bed silently, and she let him,
feeling no need to assert herself, letting him dominate in his gentle,
tender fashion.
He slid a hand up her side, inadvertently sliding up her shirt
as he did so, as he leaned over her and kissed her again. She felt his
hand running along her flank, and his fingers glided carefully along the
side of her breast, over the thin material of her bra.
His every touch, his every move seemed to send a wild erotic
sensation through her. But it was tender, she felt no need to sit on
his lap and bounce up and down on top of him, or to spread her legs wide
and screech like a banshee as he jackhammered into her. All she wanted
to do was lie there and be loved by him, to feel his touch and be safe
in his arms.
She lifted her arms above her head in a lazy, sensual way which
was more erotic than any stripper could ever hope to mimic, allowing him
to lift up her top over her breasts. Still encased in their bra, her
breasts were pushed up close together, making them look bigger than they
were. She wasn't a huge double D like so many of her counterparts in the
superhero industry seemed to be, but had good sized C-Cup breasts which
were more than a handful. Dominic certainly seemed to have no complaints,
as he broke their kiss and looked momentarily down over her body, then
back to her face.
"You're so beautiful," he said, and stroked aside a lock of her
bleached blond hair,"So very beautiful."
As they kissed again, his hand came up and cupped one breast,
but he didn't maul it or roughly grab it, but instead gently traced over
the material covering her nipples, moving around and over them, sending
a muted thrill of pleasure through her chest.
His other hand had been combed through her hair, holding the
back of her head, but now it slowly slid down past her neck, her other
breast, her side and hip. His hand slid over the denim material covering
her thigh and pressed between her legs, and even though she still wore
her jeans, they were so tight and his hand so skilled that she could almost
feel each individual stroke and twist of his fingers.
- He's so sensitive, - she thought happily as they kissed, their
tongues intertwined, one hand cupping her breast, the other between her
legs. His touch was compelling, made her aroused, but wasn't insistent,
she knew that anytime she told him to stop, he would.
And she didn't want him to.
They'd met twice, gone out once on a date that was more a friendly
night out, and then she'd revealed her innermost feelings to him and
was now lying on his bed, getting willingly felt up and prepared to
have sex with him.
End Part 05 Of 25.
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