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Forgive the spelling, my spellchecker is gone... don't ask me where, it's just gone.
Okay, let's get one thing straight, this story is intended for
adults only. So what's an adult? Anyone who is over the age legally
required of them to view pornography in thier country and/or state. If
you are below that age it is illegal for you to read the following
story and doing so will fully release me from any and all responsibility,
whether you read this disclaimer or not.
The characters contained herein are the property of Marvel and
DC Comics, and are used without permission, however no copyright
infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the
distribution of this story.
I am basing this story in the time between issues four and five
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.
If you'd like to make a request, compliment or criticise this
story, send your e-mails to - dimitri_resides@hotmail.com - and tell
me what you think.
If you'd like to see other stories I've written but live in
fear of e-mail, then point your browser at the following :
1 : ftp://asstr.ml.org
2 : http://come.to/dimitri (please note, this is not my site,
I merely post stories to the maintainer, JayDee, who actually
runs the site.. also, not all the stories on the site are mine,
stories in the 'other' section were written by other authors)
3 : http://www.cjspalace.fsn.net (*)
4 : http://www.fortunecity.com/roswell/vanthal/63/archive.htm (*)
5 : http://www.mindspring.com/~alara/ajer/magneto.html (*)
(*) I haven't been able to check these out yet, but have been
told at least one of my stories can be found there.
And now, finally, here is the story!
JLA/Avengers - The Forgotten, Part Six.
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Iron Man Vs. The Flash.
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The Avenger and the Leaguer found themselves on the opposite
ends of an extremely long corridor. The walls, floor and ceiling were
a plain, unadorned, dull grey color, except in the exact center of
the corridor, where there was a small white circle.
"This one is easy enough," said The Forgotten, his voice coming
seemingly from nowhere, although Iron Man had a good idea of how he was
communicating with them,"You stand at opposite ends of a corridor, at
the exact center is a white circle, the first one into that circle, wins."
"Ha!" laughed the Flash,"Didn't you do you homework? I'm the
fastest man alive!"
He took three steps at his incredible speed, and then he was
standing in readiness, facing the three lightly glowing blue balls
hanging in the air about him.
"Uuuuhhhh.... huh?" pondered Wally,"I don't like the looks of
this."
"Indeed, Flash," said The Forgotten's voice,"Those are bombs
keyed to your metabolism, when you speed up they will travel with
you at the same speed and explode within .00000001 of a second."
Iron Man made to step forward down at his end of the corridor
and immediately his half of the corridor was bristling with all manner
or guns, weapons and cannons, pointed right at him.
"Those guns will fire if you use any of your armors systems, which
includes those quaint repulsor rays of yours or even infrared
sensors," laughed The Forgotten,"So you see, one of you must get to the
circle first, but you Flash, cannot use your superb speed, whereas you,
Iron Man, must not use your precious armor."
The two heroes stood still, facing each other with wary eyes.
"Oh my, this will be fun!" laughed The Forgotten.
-
Superman smashed through a pillar containing numerous
heiroglyphics and into a wall which cracked all around his point of
impact.
- This guy hits harder than Lobo! - He thought
wildly, - Although not as hard as Doomsday, thank goodness. -
"Okay buddy!" roared Wonder Man, the constantly moving meshwork
of ions that made up his body disorientating the last son of Krypton,"You
wanna try beating up on my Wa.... on Wanda again?"
- He... he loves her, - thought Clark as he struggled back to
his feet, he knew a thing or two about unrequited love himself, it
sometimes seemed like he had spent sixty years in love with Lois.
Then he was tackled by the technically dead Avenger, who knocked
him back to the ground. Superman threw him off with one arm, suprising
his adversary with his strength.
"Okay," he yelled,"You caught me off guard, but no more, come at
me like that again and I'll put you down!"
Wonder Man leaped forward anyway, and was smashed into the ground
by a double fisted overhead blow to his back. However as he went down
he grabbed Superman by the legs and pulled him down to the ground, then
leaped on top of him and began smashing him with blow after blow.
Superman blasted a shot of heatvision, which passed harmlessly
through Wonder Man's body. He swung a punch, connecting with his
opponents face and shaking him slightly, but he recovered instantly
and smashed a haymaker right into the... ground?
Superman had sped away in a blur, using his superspeed to
evade Wonder Man's blow. Now as Simon twisted and leaped at Superman
again, the Man Of Steel again easily evaded the punch.
"I was a little disorientated," said Superman, appearing behind
Wonder Man, and then speeding away as the hero spun about and
swung wildly, he reappeared behind him,"That whole hex thing kind of
blew me away, but now I'm in full control of my faculties again and
you won't be able to touch me."
Wonder Man continued to swing, but Superman just sped back a
couple of feet. Angry now, the man who had dreamed of becoming an
actor chased after Superman, swinging wildly and missing each time.
"Also," said Supes, a small grin appearing on his face,"My fight
isn't with you," and with that he was gone in a red and blue blur, heading
straight for the dazed Scarlet Witch, who was just now getting to her
feet.
"WANDA!" cried Wonder Man and started running, but he could never
hope to match Superman's speed.
Wanda looked up just in time to see Superman raise his hand
and flick her with his little finger, and then she saw no more for
quite some time.
Winner - Superman.
The Flash took a tentative step forward. When necessary he was
more than capable of moving at ordinary speeds, but he had a feeling
this wasn't going to be as easy as it looked.
Iron Man shut down his armor, so that now he was wearing the
equivalent of metal clothes. Luckily his armor was lightweight as
well as durable, so it didn't really slow him down too much. He began
to run towards the circle.
Flash began running too, concentrating on running at ordinary
'human' speeds. The spheres traveled with him.
As Iron Man ran, sweat beginning to drip from his body as he
ran the long distance of the corridor, one of the guns trained on him
fired, smashing into him and knocking him back.
The Flash grinned as he sped up, keeping an eye on the glowing
sphere to make sure he wasn't accelerating his speed to meta-human
levels. In front of him the floor suddenly dropped away and he skidded
to a halt. For at least ten metres in front of him there was no floor,
and at the bottom of this new pit were large, gleaming spikes.
"COME ON!" he roared,"THIS IS FAIR?"
The Forgotten's laughter echoed throughout the corridor.
"It wouldn't be much fun to just watch two guys run at a circle
now, would it?"
Far in the distance, Wally could see that Iron Man was getting
back up to his feet.
"Forgotten!" roared the armored Avenger,"I didn't use my armor's
systems!"
"Didn't you?" asked The Forgotten,"Then I must have neglected
to tell you that one of my guns will fire every minute on you.... like
I said, just to make things a bit more interesting!"
The two heroes looked at each other as if for answers to thier
solution, but finding no help they went back to each others predicament.
Iron Man was sorely tempted to target all the weapons and
try to blast them to scrap, but he knew that even using his targeting
computer would set the weapons trained on him off.... so how could he
possibly make it? That first blast had lowered his armors integrity to
70 percent, another shot would have him down for at leat half a minute
and then next would most likely kill him.... unless.
"Forgotten!" he yelled,"You said the guns would fire on me
every minute... you meant on Iron Man of course?"
The Forgotten paused a second, then he chuckled, a low, smug
sound,"Well done Avenger, you are a smart one."
Almost reluctantly, Tony released his armors locking mechanisms
and stepped out of the armor, which remained upright, a hollow Iron
Man.
Now Tony, dressed only in a black bodysuit, began to run towards
the circle. Behind him he heard a gun blast, knocking his armor over.
- That was never a minute! - Tony thought anrily, but continued
to make his way down the corridor nevertheless, confident he would get
to the circle first.
The Flash watched in impotent anguish as Tony Stark made his
way down the corridor, to his eyes the Billionaire seemed to be running
incredibly slow, but it was still faster than he was going.
- Damn it, think, think! - Wally shouted at himself, - Just a
week ago you were gloating over your knowledge of Barry's Flash Facts (*)
and now you're stuck, you can't do anything! -
Well, that wasn't true, he couldn't run at superspeeds without
triggering the bombs, but did triggering the bombs necessarily mean
they would stop him? If what The Forgotten had said was true, then
they would explode almost as soon as he hit superspeed, but at superspeed
he could vibrate his molecules fast enough so that the blast would
travel straight through him with no ill effects... if he timed it
right, if he didn't he'd end up being scraped off the walls.
- Still, I'm not doing anything standing here with my thumb up
my butt, - he thought, - And that's a Wally West Flash Fact if ever I
heard one! -
He braced himself, taking a step back from the pit, and then
burst off, accelerating forward over the spikes.... and the bombs
exploded.
Tony was twenty metres from the circle when he saw The Flash
suddenly disappear, at almost the same moment the three glowing spheres
exploded and the resulting shockwave pushed the now Armorless Avenger
onto his ass.
He lay still for a few moments, then looked up and saw a bruised
and battered Flash lying next to him. He had only gone to a fraction
of his top speed for 1 one millionth of a second, but had come forward
eight hundred metres, passed the white circle and ending up next to
Tony.
"Misjudged my timing slightly," gasped Wally,"Barry Allen I
ain't."
The he stood up, shakily, but Tony could see his wounds were
already closing up.
"Excuse me, I got a circle to get to," gasped The Flash, and
stumbled forward, not bothering to go at superspeed, knowing Tony
could never catch him.
But Tony Stark didn't give up, instead he scrambled to his
feet and gave chase. Wally laughed a little and moved a little faster,
for him any speed was easy, he never got tired and his metabolism could
cure almost any injury in a matter of seconds. He got to the circle
and put a foot into it.
"Ha! Yes!" he cried, jumping up and twisting about to face his
gasping opponent,"I win."
He stood cockily, one foot still resting in the circle and
cried out,"Okay Forgotten, I win, now what?"
There was no answer.
"Hey, I said what now, you deaf or something?"
For an answer, Tony slammed into him, knocking him back a couple
of steps. As the startled Leaguer stumbled back, the billionaire placed
both feet in the circle and put his arms at his sides.
"It's first one in the circle, kid," he said, as Wally's mouth
fell open in shock,"Not the first one to it."
"No!" cried out Wally,"No way, I won... I can't lose on a
technicality!"
Before Tony could answer, he was teleported away, behind Wally
his armor also disappeared.
The Flash was left in the corridor alone, seething with anger
and also the growing realization that his cockiness may have just been
the cause for an entire Universe being wiped out.
- Winner - Iron Man
* See JLA 3 for the rather cool story(Barry Allen was the
Flash before Wally West).
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Wonder Woman Vs Thor.
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The Sultan sat up remarkably quickly for a man of his size, his
eyes bugging out in surprise.
Inside the huge room he had dubbed his 'pleasure centre' two
large, white rectangular 'doors' had appeared. Through one stepped
an incredibly tall, powerfully built man with gold hair, a blue cape
and a giant hammer. His long gold hair was capped by a large metal
helmet with wings on it and he had about him a regal bearing and
dignity.
Through the other stepped a tall, beautiful woman with long,
black hair and a tiny, tight and very revealing costume. It was
practically a strapless bathing suit, red over her huge breasts and
skinny waist, turning to blue with two small stars over her crotch,
and also another star on each of her beautiful plump asscheeks.
A gold, metallic, hawklike object separated into three pieces
rested on her breasts, forming a 'W', while a golden belt of the same
metallic substance rested around her waist, moving up in an inverted
V over her stomach to join with the 'W'.
She wore a golden tiara with a small, red star in the middle
on her forehead. Her long legs were bare, and she wore knee-high
red boots with a white trim. Metallic gauntlets rested around her
wrists, they were capable of deflecting bullets.
She also carried her self with poise and dignity.
However the effect was lost when they both stepped out of the
'doors' and fell straight down into the pool.
The Pleasure Center was a huge room with large, arched windows
allowing the hot sun in. All around the room were extremely large
men stroking giant ostrich feathers. Plush, silken cushions lay about
the room on the extremely expensive, luxuriously cool imported
marble, resting on some were women in various states of undress, wearing
small silken slips if they were wearing anything at all. They were
a multitude of races, but unmistakably human, and each was incredibly
beautiful.
In the centre of the room was the pool where the Avenger and
the JLA member now floated, it was also huge, with a very deep end
and a very shallow end, which suited the Sultan just fine. One one
side of the pool the Sultan had been resting in a large wicker chair
covered in silken cushions, a couple of women feeding him grapes and
fanning him in a manner all to reminescent of The Unforgotten.
Thor erupted out of the water, his hammer Mjolnir held high
above his head. It was the hammer that enabled him to fly, to tell
the truth it was actually what flew, and he was just dragged along
behind it. He landed gracefully on the side of the pool and turned
to offer a helping hand to Wonder Woman, who had swum to the side
herself. She took it without hesitation and he pulled her easily out
of the water with one hand, she marveled at his strength.... and he
marveled at her cleavage.
"Methinks these be strange surroundings for a battle, no?" The
Thunder God asked.
Wonder Woman nodded, noticing the Sultan was striding forward,
his dignity had been wounded by the resulting splash from the two
falling unexpectedly into his pool. His fine robes of silk were dripping
wet and his ridiculously curled moustache was like a limp worm over his
upper lip.
"How dare you invade my sanctum, who are you?" cried The Sultan,
he had had everything his own way his entire life, never meeting anyone
who had even dared consider questioning him... his was the tone of a
man used to being obeyed without question.
Thor turned and glared down at the short, fat man, who gulped
and took a step back. There was something in Thor's glance, a dismissive,
almost contempteous manner that rattled the Sultan, and then infuriated
him.
"Guards! Seize them!" he roared.
Several of the eunuchs - yes, that's what they were, poor
bastards - came forward, swords at the ready. Thor turned and a fierce
grin crossed his face. They were all big men, well over six feet and
covered in muscles, but they looked small compared to The Thunder
God.
"Come then, mortals," he said,"Which of thee wouldst be first
to taste Mjolnir's fury?"
The eunuchs hesitated, they had already lost thier balls to
thier Sultan, they were wary of losing anything else... still, it was
instilled in them to obey the Sultan without question. They rushed
at him, huge scimitars swinging.
Wonder Woman watched in shock as Thor swept his huge hammer
easily, like it was made from cardboard, the huge scimitars of the
guards (which were really more for show than any practical use) smashed
into hundreds of fragments which went scattering about. The eunuchs
hesitated a few seconds, then turned and ran.
"Come back!" screamed the Sultan,"Are you men or..." he cut
himself off, realising what a stupid question it was.
"Now," said Thor, ignoring the fleeing eunuchs and the furious
Sultan,"We must find a way to defeat our enemy, dost thou have any
ideas?"
"So you're not going to fight?" asked Wonder Woman.
"The God Of Thunder fights when he wills it, and there is none
on Midgard that can force him otherwise.... even one as powerful as this
Unforgotten claims to be."
"I too, see little point in fighting when what we should be
doing is co-operating together towards a common goal, the defeat of
our enemy."
"Agreed," boomed Thor, grinning,"Thine counsel is as wise as
your beauty is great."
- Oh man, is he coming on to me? - Wonder Woman asked
herself, - Not that he isn't handsome, but I've always been more for
the Greek type than the Scandanavian. -
"Friend Wonder Woman, perhaps we should.... ugh!"
he snapped in irritation, slapping the back of his neck, he inspected
the crushed smear in his hands,"Passing strange, I do not believe an
insect had ever bitten me before, the bugs of Midgard find my skin far
too tough."
Wonder Woman slapped her wrist,"One got me too, weird, I somehow
didn't expect to get mosquitoes in this climate."
"Would someone please tell me what's going on?" screamed the
Sultan,"What are you doing here?"
"Quiet, oaf," said Thor, not taking his eyes of Wonder Woman,
his eyes had grown wide, and the Amazon wasn't sure what to make of
it,"Truly thou art a Wonder Woman, never have I seen such beauty since
last I gazed upon the fair visage of my beloved Lady Sif."
Diana wasn't sure what was going on, suddenly she felt even
hotter than the stifling temperature could account for (especially
considering her costume!) and a buzzing sensation was filling her head,
what was going on?
Thor's eyes travelled down Wonder Woman's body, taking a long
time on her ample cleavage. He was openly grinning, his face betraying
his lust nearly as much as the obviously growing bulge in his groin.
- By Hera! Look at the size of that thing, - Wonder Woman thought,
taking her own appraising look at Thor, - That would fill me right up,
I wonder what kind of lover he is...? -
She shook her head, what was she thinking? She should be working
on a plan to stop The Unforgotten, not thinking about straddling this
huge man and grinding her hips against his, letting him fill her to
the brim with his throbbing member....
- WHOA! Where did that come from? - she thought.
Thor, who as a God did not see any harm in giving in to sensation,
was not thinking such thoughts. He had completely forgotten The Forgotten,
he'd completely forgotten that the Universe was at stake, as well as
the lives of his friends. All he could think of was slamming this
incredible beauty against the wall and fucking her brains out.
Wonder Woman had, of course, suppressed her natural wants and
needs after coming to the world of Man, and so found it a little easier
to fight the sensations coursing through her body. But she also had to
deal with years of repressed sexual desire, and the chemicals which
had been injected into her body was doing the trick.
The Forgotten had sent the 'mosquitoes', they were actually
cunningly designed bio-mechanical organisms that carried a chemical
which raised endorphine levels and temporarily broke down the chemical
links in the brain which caused people to repress natural desires for
whatever reason (society, emotional growth, all that crap...). Now the
chemicals had run amok throughout The Thunder God's and The Amazonian's
bodies, and the result was going to be spectacular.
End Part Six.
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