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of JLA and Avengers, the story can be considered as a What If? or
Elseworlds story depending on your tastes, and should not be considered
as a part of regular (that's non-porno) DC or Marvel Continuity.
The teams are as follows :
JLA - Superman, Batman, Martian Manhunter, Wonder Woman, Flash,
Green Lantern, Aquaman and Green Arrow.
Avengers - Captain America, Thor, Iron Man, Scarlet Witch,
Hawkeye, Warbird, Justice and Firestar.
With appearances by Oracle, Nightwing, Tomorrow Woman, Tigra,
Moondragon and Eros.
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JLA/Avengers - The Forgotten, Part One.
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"...surprise inclusion of two superheroes, formerly members of
The New Warriors, into the new Avengers line-up. Justice, Firestar, now
that you're in do you feel like you've 'made it'?"
CLICK
"...have me with Henry Peter Gyrich, former Government Liaison
to The Avengers, good evening Mr Gyrich."
"Good evening Larry."
"Well everyone is talking Avengers nowadays, but we want the
inside story... tell me, why weren't you chosen as Government Liaison
to The Avengers again?"
"Well Larry, there were a number or reas...."
CLICK
"Well I was totally amazed at Bina... sorry, I mean Warbird’s
costume, a new take on an old style, it was fabulous Oprah!"
"And this new name, what's that all about?"
"Well, I think what we're seeing is a new, more confident
Carol Danvers, one who isn't afraid to be a strong woman for the
nineties, it's a refreshing change in attitude for todays Superhe..."
CLICK
"Well, the betting agencies took in a record turnover today,
seems everyone was taking the long odds that the Avengers 'Big 3' would
split up and of course, they didn't!"
CLICK
"It's true Jerry, Iron Man is my father!"
"But... uh, I mean.. well, you're in your fifties..."
"You've never seen him under that armor, you don't know how
old he is, and what’s more you can take that stupid dumb-BLEEP- of a
muther -BLEEP- haircut and shove it up your -BLEEP-
CLICK
Clint Barton, aka Hawkeye, threw down the remote control in
disgust.
"About a kazillion damn channels on this thing, and not one
mention of yours truly! Can you believe it?" he cried out to no one in
particular.
Leaving the spacious living room he made his way to the kitchen,
where Wanda Maximoff, aka The Scarlet Witch, was attempting to have a
phone conversation with her brother, Pietro, also known as Quicksilver.
"Yes Pietro, me and Vision were very glad to mak....what? Oh,
I think I left it...huh? no, only 20 gram of... you've finished that?
Well if you have to stay anywhere it sounds like a....hmmm? Okay, bye."
She hung up and let out a sigh of consternation.
"Ever trying having a phone conversation with someone who thinks
ten times faster than you do?"
"Nope, coz nobody thinks faster on their feet than I do!" he
joked, although sometimes Wanda wondered if he didn't believe in
his half-serious jokes.
"So now we're Avengers again," said Wanda,"Strange isn't it, we
return home from an Alternate dimension and...."
"Don't even mention that again," interrupted Hawkeye,"The less we
talk about that place the better."
Wanda laughed,"It's just we come back and we don't bother reforming
The Avengers, and all these world-shaking cataclysms occur so we reform
The Avengers... and suddenly all is quiet on the Western front."
"Yeah, alm..." started Hawkeye, but was interrupted.
"If you say, almost too quiet, I'll dump this mineral water over
that big head of yours," said Iron Man, walking into the kitchen dressed
up in his armor.
"Hey Shellhead," replied Hawkeye, pulling open the fridge and
pulling out an old, wrinkled sausage. He took an experimental bite,
grimaced, and put it back in the fridge,"I often wondered, how do you
drink with that helmet on?"
"I take the helmet off, duh!" laughed Iron Man,"I'm just
being extra careful today because of all the media coverage, don't want
to risk blowing my secret identity."
Suddenly Vision appeared before them, startling Hawkeye into
spitting out the chunk of sausage he was still trying to chew.
"Geez, Viz, give a guy a heart attack why don't you?"
[My apologies,] replied the Vision,[I did not wish to startle you,
but there is an Emergency A1 message in the Communications Room.]
And with that the hologram of the Android disappeared.
"Man, that creeps me out," said Hawkeye with a shudder,"Reminds me
of when we went through that whole Unlimited Vision crap, wish his real
body would hurry up and repair."
Wanda walked past them and out into the hallway, leaving the
other two Avengers behind.
"Nice one bonehead," muttered Iron Man,"Why don't you call
Quicksilver a mutie freak the next time she's in the room?"
"Shit," muttered Hawkeye, belatedly remembering that The Vision
and The Scarlet Witch were technically still married, although that was
no longer a sure thing,"Come on, I'll apologize when we get to Comms."
They were the last to arrive, since the announcement of the new
team had been only several hours ago, everyone was still in the Mansion.
"We received this message about ten minutes ago," said Captain
America,"It is... distressing to say the least."
He flicked a switch and an image appeared on the huge viewscreen
above them, on it was an old, tired looking man who was bleeding from
several cuts. Behind him the only thing visible was smoke and flames.
"That's Mentor, the guy from Titan, right?" asked Justice, who
had spent his time at the Mansion studying files on The Avengers friends
and foes... mentor was a friend, one of his sons was a former Avenger
himself, the other was... well the other was the black sheep of the
family.
"You think it's Thanos?" asked Iron Man, seeing there was no
audio.
"Possibly," replied Captain America,"But watch this."
Behind Mentor - who was shouting frantically but making no noise
whatsoever - a dark shape could be seen forming through the smoke.
Lifting an arm it fired a blast, missing Mentor but hitting whatever it
was transmitting his message, the screen went blank.
"I've already tried to traceback the location of the signal, all
I was able to get was that it wasn't coming from Titan's direction, and all
attempts to raise Titan on comms channels have failed."
"Our course be clear then," growled Thor,"We shalt make all haste
to Titan where we shall lend our strength to fight whatever base villain
doth lay siege there. Then we shalt solve the mystery of Mentor."
"Truth be told," said Iron Man,"It's a good plan, it's better
than sitting here, and at least this way...."
"Incoming call," interrupted the Vision once more,"Emergency A1
priority call."
"Trace it!" snapped Cap as he flicked open the line.
"...vengers, thank the Gods..." cried Mentor, appearing on the
screen, a huge bruise darkened the left side of his face and the eye
there was sealed shut,"...terrible destruction....out of nowhere....we
fought back....could.....power to.....portal.....15 seconds only....lp
us I beg yo......"
The transmission cut off.
"What was that about a portal?" asked Hawkeye.
As if to answer the question, a shimmering white rectangle
about seven feet tall appeared in front of the startled Avenger.
"I guess that's our portal," said Cap,"But do we go through it
or..."
"Ummm, didn't Mentor say fifteen seconds only?" broke in Justice.
"Damn, I don't like this," muttered Cap,"Avengers, follow me!" and
so saying he leaped through the portal.
The others quickly followed, Hawkeye was the last, as he leaped
through he shouted back to Vision (whose body had been destroyed in the
battle with Morgana Le Fay{*} and was thus confined to the Mansion) what
he equated to be words of comfort.
"Don't worry if we die, we'll probably just end up being reborn in
some alternate reality and come back in a year!"
[I believe the term best suited for you,] said the Vision as he
watched the portal disappear,[Would be jackass.]
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"...bers of the JLA announced today that they were having a
membership drive, and superheroes or heroines wanting to be considered
for membership in the greatest superhero team ever should call this
number for an appointment..."
CLICK
"Architects are calling the new JLA Watchtower on the moon one
of the greatest construction of this or any era, we have with us Walter
McManus, designer of...."
CLICK
"Since the unsuccessful Martian Invasion Fleet was defeated by
the JLA, incidents of ufo sightings have gone up eighteen percent, what
do you think about that? Let us know by writing to...."
CLICK
"It's true Jerry, Batman is my father!"
"But... uh, I mean.. well, you're in your fifties..."
"You've never seen him under that cowl, you don't know how
old he is, and what’s more you can take that stupid dumb-BLEEP- of a
muther -BLEEP- haircut and shove it up your -BLEEP-
CLI...zooooommmmmmmmmmm.
"HEY!" cried out Kyle Rayner, aka Green Lantern, as Wally West,
aka The Flash, zoomed by, pulling the remote control from his hand.
"When you learn to stop constantly clicking this thing," laughed
The Flash,"You can have it back."
Kyle just smirked, raised his hand and created a remote control
made from green light with his power ring.
CLICK
CLICK
CLICK
CLICK
CLICK
CLICK
CLICK
"Well now you're just being silly," said The Flash, then sped
away.
The World's (and perhaps the Universe's) fastest man came to a
stop when he entered the trophy room.
"Hey there," he said,"The Membership interviews aren't till next
week, what are you doing here?"
Conner Green, aka The Green Arrow, smiled as he realised that
The Flash had entered the room.
"Hey yourself, Superman invited me up to make sure I was happy
with the way my Dad's arrows were arranged in the trophy room, I was
just having a good chuckle."
"Yeah," laughed The Flash,"Punching bag arrows, knock out gas,
Barry Allen told me some crazy stories back when I was just Kid Flash."
"Man, sometimes you think the originals are just gonna go on
forever, and then BOOM, they're gone and you have to step up to the
plate."
"Yeah, just thank whatever God you believe in that you're not
Superboy or Robin... I mean, geez, Batman's gone through at least one
Robin already who got tired of playing in the minors."
"Ummm, this is getting kind of morbid, how about we..."
"Attention Justice Leaguers," cried the voice of the Watchtowers
alarm system,"Incoming priority one message."
"Well, there you go Flash," said Green Arrow,"I guess.... Flash?
Flash?"
Before he had been able to complete a blink, the Flash had already
gotten to the comms room.
Green Arrow went along to see what all the excitement was about, and
arrived at about the same time as Green Lantern, they were the last.
"...received this message just a few minutes ago," Superman was
saying,"It is... distressing to say the least."
He flicked a switch and an image appeared on the huge viewscreen
above them, on it was a haggard, tired looking man who was bleeding from
several cuts. Behind him the only thing visible was smoke and flames.
"That's Adam Strange, isn't it?" asked Green Arrow, who - in
order to impress at the membership drive - had been researching The JLA's
friends and foes... Adam Strange was a former member, a telepath who had
lost his wife not so long ago.
"Where do you think this is happening?" asked Wonder Woman,
obvious concern in her voice,"You said you couldn't trace the signal?"
"I've no idea, there's not really any clear image of the
background," replied Superman,"But watch this."
Behind Adam - who was shouting frantically but making no noise
whatsoever - a dark shape could be seen forming through the smoke.
Lifting an arm it fired a blast, missing Adam but hitting whatever it
was transmitting his message, the screen went blank.
"I've already tried to traceback the location of the signal, all
I was able to get was that it wasn't coming from any known habitation,
alien or otherwise
"A pity," murmured The Martian Manhunter,"Unless he contacts
us again soon we will be powerless to do anything but sit here.
"Incoming call," spoke the computer,"Piority One message."
"I'll attempt to trace it," muttered Batman as Superman
opened the line.
"...stice League, thank goodness..." cried Adam Strange, appearing
on the screen, a huge bruise darkened the right side of his face and the
eye there was sealed shut,"...terrible destruction....out of nowhere....we
fought back....could.....power to.....portal.....15 seconds only....lp
us I beg yo......"
The transmission cut off.
"What was that about a portal?" asked Green Lantern.
As if to answer the question, a shimmering white rectangle
about seven feet tall appeared in front of the startled Leaguer.
"I guess that's our portal," said Superman,"But do we go through
it or..."
"Ummm, didn't Mentor say fifteen seconds only?" broke in Green
Arrow.
"I don't like this," muttered Supes,"Okay, we're going in, but
be very, very wary, follow me!" and so saying he flew through the portal.
The others quickly followed, Green Lantern was the last, he turned
to look at Green Arrow,"Keep an eye out on the place for us, won't you?"
The portal collapsed as he went through. Conner, left behind,
took a closer look around and realised for the first time the incredible
scale of this Watchtower.
"Be damned if I'm gonna dust this place," he murmured, and went
off to hunt up some tofu.
-
"Wow!" exclaimed Tigra, her arms spread wide as if to encompass
all of the city,"It's like one of those old Star Trek backdrops!"
Indeed, Deneb-7 - the city named after the planet - stretched
out into the distance, tall shining towers and glimmering domes like
something out of science fiction. Small shuttles zoomed here and there
as tourists came and went to Deneb-7's biggest tourist attraction, The
Pleasure Pits.
"You like it?" she asked Eros, still staring at the planet.
Eros, staring dreamily at her magnificent buttocks under the
small blue bikini, nodded and replied,"Yeah, it's wonderful."
"Come on!" she laughed, turning about and pretending she didn't
notice his gaze quickly pull up,"The sooner we get down there the better!"
He stood up, then put his back to her. She leaped up and seconds
later he was flying them towards The Pleasure Pits.
They landed at the first checkpoint, where scanners did a brief
DNA scan which they checked against their records, to see if they
had a criminal record and/or any kind of infectious disease. When both
were cleared, they proceeded.
As they reached the hotel, Eros battled to think of a way to get
Tigra to arrange accommodation, since he wasn't sure what her intentions
were and knew if he made arrangements for one room only she might think
he had the wrong idea.
- Well I do, - he thought a little sullenly, - I really, really,
really want to get into her pants, but I've gotta play it smooth... can't
use my powers or I'll really piss her off. -
So he ended up making the arrangements... for two rooms.
Eros could fly, talk in numerous languages and fight better than
most, but what made him really remarkable was his ability to convince
people to do as he said with the power of his voice. However it was a
power he was loathe to use on Tigra, the beautiful Earthwoman with the
agility (and fur!) of a tiger, not to mention formidable strength... a
strength he knew she wouldn't hesitate to use on him if he tried anything
funny.
They made their way to their rooms, and Eros felt his heart skip
a beat when Tigra invited him into her room. As she let him in, they both
heard a familiar voice, raised in anger.
"Is that who I think it is?" whispered Tigra, a devilish grin on
her face.
"I think so," replied Eros as quietly, marvelling at how sexy she
was and wishing they could have gotten into her room before hearing that
voice. They both peeked around the still open door, careful not to be
seen.
"And another thing!" snarled Moondragon, the beautiful (and bald!)
telepath, a former member of The Infinity Watch, yelling at a hapless
bellboy, a purple insectoid being with six arms and two legs,"Tell them
my pleasure droid had better not be late again tonight, or I won't pay
a cent!"
She slammed her door - which was only a few rooms down from
them - and the Bellboy scurried away.
"Oh me, oh my!" laughed Tigra,"Eros baby, you and me are gonna
have some fun tonight!"
And the poor man inwardly sighed, knowing she didn't mean what
he hoped she meant.
-
Later that night Moondragon sat waiting on her bed, the pleasure
droid she had ordered for tonight was late.
She had gone through an extensive psyche profile earlier today
so that a droid could be made that perfectly fit her wants and desires,
but she was sure her wants and desires weren't to be kept waiting!
She had got a plain one last night, curious in what it might
be like, and she had to admit she had enjoyed it... even if it had been
a bit mechanical. So she'd got the special for tonight.
Outside her room, just down the corridor a bit, Eros was paying
off the delivery boy with the pleasure droid. After some
heated negotiations he agreed to a price and left with the droid still
with him.
"You sure about this?" asked Eros,"If she finds out she's going to
be pissed!"
Tigra laughed,"No way, if she thinks I'm a droid she won't bother
to read my mind... and I know I can give her what she wants!"
"Okay, just remember, I know nothing!" he replied.
Tigra smiled and ran her fingers up his chest.
"Just remember, pretty boy, that if things go well I might just
be a little... anxious... when I head back tonight... why don't you
share my suite tonight?"
Eros' eyes widened in surprise, and then Tigra was ringing the
bell to Moondragon's suite. He turned and made himself scarce.
Moondragon's door opened, she remained seated on her bed, having
given the voice command from there. She was facing away at the moment,
and so Tigra entered and let the door close behind her.
"About time," she muttered, turning about,"Where have you... YOU!"
Tigra stood stock still, not smiling.
"What are you doing here?" cried Moondragon,"I'm only here because
my transport fell through... I don't come to places like...."
"Madam," broke in Tigra in a plain, even voice,"I am your pleasure
droid for the evening, how may I service you?"
"What?" asked Moondragon in surprised confusion.
"I am here madam," said Tigra, her head bowed slightly,"How may
I serve you?"
She had to fight to keep the grin off her face, this was so
exciting she was already creaming her tiny little blue thong panties.
Moondragon allowed a sly smile to cross her face, having at
last gotten over the initial shock.
"You were obviously on my mind from the argument we had," said
Moondragon,"Which is why you've taken this form... still, I have a
healthy sexual appetite that has gone unsated for too long... and be the
flesh male or female, I'm glad to have it."
- Damn, - thought Tigra, - We've got more in common than I
thought!.... Except for the whole it's been too long part! -
"I must admit I have wondered what it would be like to stroke
your body, to lick it... are you furry like a bear? Or like a cat?...
smooth and sexy?"
"I am here to serve your needs," replied Tigra, she was trying
to keep a straight face as Moondragon walked around her, eyeing up
her body in a way she would never feel free to do if she knew it was
the real Tigra in the room with her.
"I envy your beauty," said Moondragon, running one long,
slender finger down the length of her back and over the curve of her
buttocks. Tigra moaned because it was expected of her, but also
because it felt good,"Oh I know I am beautiful... and in this costume
with these things," she grabbed her large, milky white breasts in hand,
the green fabric of her costume only covered the nipples and a few inches
above and below,"I get plenty of attention... but you... there's a sexy
quality about you that drives men wild... and women too."
She had slid one arm around Tigra's waist and settled her head
on her shoulder, her heavy breasts pressed warmly against the former
Avenger's back.
"You're as warm as I imagined... but then as a pleasure droid
you have to be everything I imagine... don't you?"
"I am here to serve your needs," replied Tigra, but a little
breathlessly now,"I will be all you want me to be."
Moondragon lightly kissed the junction between Tigra's shoulder
and neck, and the feline heroine moaned in pleasure, the soft, warm
lips of one of the most powerful (and beautiful) telepaths in the Universe
sending flashes of pleasure throughout her system.
Moondragon's hands slid up and under the light fabric of Tigra's
skimpy bikini, cupping her breasts. Tigra's entire body was coated with
light fur, but it was so smooth and luxurious you could forget it was
there. The bald telepath lightly tweaked Tigra's nipples as she
continued kissing her neck.
With a sudden twang! the thin bikini strap at the back snapped
away and fell to the floor, but Tigra felt no chill, as the slender,
agile hands cupping them kept them very warm indeed.
Moondragon slid her hands up and away from the feline beauty's
breasts and moved around so that they were facing. With baited breath
Tigra reached forward and took the thing, green strips of fabric in
her hand pulled them up and to each side, so that they came away from
Moondragon's breasts and shoulder and fell away, like straps on a pair
of old overalls.
The telepaths breasts were round and full, lovely plump mounds
that stood firm on her chest, defying gravity and begging to be licked,
stroked, felt, cupped. Her small, pink nipples stood out erect against
the milky white skin of the mam-meat, and Tigra did not hesitate, she
leaned forward and took one of the erect nipples in her mouth and gently
sucked on it, feeling it swell and grow even more in the moist, warm
confines of her oral orifice.
Her other hand came up and cupped Moondragon's other tit, and the
telepath moaned in pleasure. She slid her own arms down past Tigra's
face and cupped her own large, fur-covered breasts, lightly cupping and
massaging them.
Tigra's eyes were closed as she let herself go with the feelings,
enjoying the feel of her own tits being felt up as she licked and massaged
her lover's.
Moondragon allowed this to continue for nearly two minutes, then
with reluctance she released Tigra's tits and brought her hands up to
her lover's shoulders, pulling her away. A trail of saliva ran from
the feline Avenger's mouth to one of Moondragons wet, glistening nipples.
"Something I've wanted to do for a long time," she said, staring
Tigra in the face. As the confused Avenger looked back up into her face,
Moondragon leaned close and kissed her, grabbing the beauty's lips
with her own.
Tigra was at first surprised, and didn't react, then the kiss
got to her and she melted into it, parting her own lips slightly and
revelling in the feel of another woman's lips against her own, responding
and kissing her back with every bit as much passion.
End Part One Of Fifteen.
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