Chapter Twenty-Six: Mending Fences.
Gates parted, almost on their own accord when bringing the quartet into the area. Daphne and the rest of the Five lead the way. Harry stood across from Talia, who had her own share of distrustful looks towards the Five. Nyssa had been more than willing to keep her tone neutral and respectable, even though there were some questions she had to ask. Sara, who only knew what she researched so far, wondered about the bad blood between the Snake Ninjas and the League of Assassins.
'So, there must be some really amazing backstory between both sides, which is why your sister is giving them the evil eye,' Sara thought. 'And you're trying to remain neutral even though you don't trust them.'
'We've had our share of difficulties in the past,' Nyssa said. 'I hope to move on with them. It is easier said than done, unfortunately. It's all down to them.'
Daphne walked in front of the seal and dropped down on the symbol on the ground. The same symbol etched on the gate outside, the green "S" and the symbol also flashed at several points in front of the temple. Daphne's eyes stared up and locked onto the three pedestals.
"Herald's three, see me!" Daphne yelled. "I have brought him before you, awaken!"
The first of the three heralds, a very attractive blonde flashed into the light. Her nice fit body caught the eyes of everyone involved. The second woman, an attractive and fit brunette with olive colored skin showed up. She had a fantastic ass and a very fit body, with long legs and a very nice head. The redhead looked the youngest of the three, and she had pale skin, along with a nice round ass as well. All three of them were very beautiful.
The blonde descended down from her pedestal, not caring whether or not she wore a stitch of clothing on her body at all. She sauntered over towards the young man and smiled.
"Great Dragon, it's good to see you," she said with a smile. "It's been a long time…my name is Isabelle…and these are my younger sisters…."
"We're able to introduce ourselves, thank you very much," the brunette said. She rolled her eyes slightly, not really becoming behavior for a snake goddess. "I'm Vanessa."
"And I'm Anya," the redhead said in a breathy voice. She stepped closer towards him and put her fingers on Harry's chest. "Just as firm as I remembered...I wondered if everything else is hard as I remembered."
Isabelle cleared her throat and her younger sister fell in line with a pout. All three of them had their eyes locked on the Dragon.
"I know it's been an eternity since you've seen him, and it's a shame our Queen cannot be here to meet him," Isabelle said in a saddened voice. She took a moment to return to her thoughts. "The fact he's here though, it's more than enough to please all of us."
"I know I'm pleased," Anya said. "Of course, since he's in a brand new body…and quite a body, we should….have some fun getting…"
"Anya, not now," Isabelle said. "I have to apologize for my sister. She's a kinky slut who hasn't gotten any cock in a thousand years, so she is a bit strung up."
"We are all, and don't think you're above it either, Isabelle Slytherin," Anya said.
Harry had to admit, that last name gave them pause. Sisters, some come of heirs to Salazar Slytherin, maybe, but Harry remembered he was in some kind of alternate universe where things changed. He came to some interesting conclusions.
"Sorry, if we're so high strung," Isabelle said. "My sisters and I….we thought the world of you, and so did our oldest sister….our Queen….Kathryn Slytherin…"
"She'll be reborn someday," Vanessa said. "Look, the White Canary is here, she's been reborn. Why would our sister not be given the same treatment? She was….a fair bit….."
Isabelle silenced her middle sister before she said something which would offend them. They did not know whether or not the woman they stood before was the White Canary. There was a lot of questions, to be honest and not too many answers.
"The Faithful Five, they are among your most loyal disciples," Harry told her.
"Yes," Isabelle said. "You've already met Daphne face to face, haven't you?"
"Yes, and it's a pleasure to meet you," Harry said.
Daphne answered with a smile and bowed towards her. The shortest member of the Five next to her pulled down her hood and she looked like a shorter and slightly younger version of Daphne in every way possible that mattered. Her smile shined brightly into the distance.
"And you must be Daphne's sister, Astoria," she said.
"Yes, I am," she said.
Another figure dropped her hood. She looked younger than Astoria, by maybe a year or two, even though she was taller. She cut her red hair short, and she had a pair of green eyes. A different shade of Harry's eyes, so there was no relations.
"Vera Nott," she said. "And I'm glad to see you've found our way back to us."
Harry smiled, he knew the name Nott but did not know of any female members of that particular line. Theodore Nott, who was in his year at Hogwarts, must have had a younger sister. Or the last name was just a coincidence, at least as much Harry figured. He had no clue.
The next in the line dropped her hood. The dark haired girl, who was older than Daphne by a few years, despite Daphne being the leader, looked at Harry. Her black hair shined and she had violet eyes. Harry frowned, she looked like someone Harry met before.
A younger version of Bellatrix Lestrange stared back at Harry with a grin on her face.
"Vega Black, at your service, my liege," she told him, and leaned in, to kiss Harry on the tip of his finger. "And this is my sister…well cousin technically, but we have the same father…it's complicated….Lucretia Black."
The final figure of the Faithful Five dropped her hood to reveal a blonde woman who looked to be a dead ringer for Narcissa Malfoy. Narcissa aged very gracefully, even for a witch, and this woman looked like she could be Narcissa's younger sister.
"Thanks for ruining my chance for an introduction, Vega," Lucretia commented. She folded her arms together and gave a long look at her sister/cousin.
Vega just responded by shaking her head and giving a not so subtle roll of her eyes in response. "You know, he already knew who you are, if he knew who Daphne was. He's omniscient, therefore he knows both your name and how many times you masturbate to him a day and…"
Daphne cleared her throats. She had been the third oldest member of the Five, but there was a reason why the Heralds Three had put her in charge. She had a far more level head than the others by a couple of miles.
"Now that the introductions are out of order, what are we going to do about Bane?" Daphne asked.
-X
Liv heard the news, Waller wanted to see her. Hopefully and Liv crossed her fingers, this was about the news she would find her way home soon enough. She was having a lot of anxiety waiting to get the order for Waller to tell her to go home. She wondered what Starling City would be like when she got home.
She still needed to have a conversation with Sara before she returned home. Other than that, Liv thought it was mostly smooth sailing on her way home. She just needed to keep her head above the water, and she would be fine, at least she hoped she would be fine.
'Or not,' Liv thought to herself.
Holly and Nym joined her a second later, walking in from behind her. Already, Nym figured there was something going on here. She didn't know what, but she just figured out there was something by the looks of the things. Both of the women stuck to her on either side.
"Waller's not going to let me home, is she?" Liv asked.
"Don't know, but I'm guessing if she wants to see all three of us, that's not a good thing for your prospects of going home," Holly said.
"What right does she have to hold me here?" Liv asked. "I've done everything Waller's asked of me, I've been on a couple of missions. What more does she want?"
Nym placed her hand on Liv's shoulder and gave it a light squeeze in response. "That's the question a lot of us are asking every time she convinces us to do something. I knew what I was signing up for and Holly did as well, but you, on the other hand, you really didn't know what you were in for."
No one faulted Liv for being a fuming wreck. She made her way into the room and saw Amanda Waller standing there. Liv threw her hands up and walked up to Waller a second later. Nym stood in the back. Half of her wanted to hold Liv back from doing something she ends up regretting. The other half her wanted to sit back and enjoy the show, for whatever it would be.
"So, what's the deal here?" Liv asked. "I was on your mission, and I stuck my neck out there. If Darhk would have gotten his hand on the artifact, we all would have been screwed. So what's up?"
"Ms. Queen, sit down," Waller said.
Two of the other agents lingered behind Amanda Waller and Liv looked at them. She wanted very badly to take a shot at the woman.
"You didn't answer my question," Liv said.
"The mission isn't over yet," Waller said. "I think someone of your skillset would have wanted the ability to make something more of her life than to become another blurb in the evening tabloid, another celebrity statistic, or whatever you want to call it."
Liv closed her eyes. It took every ounce of what passed as self-control for her not to blow up and to rip into Waller. She had a lot on her mind and there were some combustible elements which were about to explode.
"How long is the mission….."
"When I release you," Waller told her. "You aren't completely inept out there, and if I let you go that way, it will be more potential wasted. Unfortunately, that's a problem with a lot of people your age. Wasted potential….you would rather complain about your lot in life or the latest social injustice, rather than sit back and do anything about the problems in the world."
Waller looked at Liv. Liv took a second to look at Waller and she just inclined her head. It was not worth the time to argue with Waller. All she could do was stew in her own juice.
"So, what have we been called in for?" Nym asked. "I don't think you just called us in to watch you lecture her."
"No, as entertaining as it might be, I didn't," Waller said. "We've located a dangerous fugitive, one of ARGUS's most wanted. There's an opening to bring him in, but the window of opportunity is only in the next three days. We may never get another chance with him."
"One of your most wanted," Liv said. "Are you sure you want me for this mission?"
"It requires a long range hit to get to him, and I've watched the security footage and can see you are the perfect one to be able to hit the shot," Waller said. "His name is Konsantin Kovar, he's taken ahold of several establishments in Russia. He works with the mafia, and he has ties to other organizations. And he may have gained possession of this."
An image flashed across the screen depicting a grainy shot of a medallion very similar to the one Harry wore. Only instead of the dragon, a spider flashed on the amulet.
"So, he has one of the amulets?" Nym asked.
"That's what you're going to try and figure out," Waller said. "I'll be blunt, this mission requires a very special set of skills, which you have. And it also requires direct timing and attention to detail."
"We'll do it, you want us to take this guy out," Liv said.
"And I also hope you go in there with the proper attitude," Waller said. "If you don't, you might not make it out of Russia alive."
Liv understood precisely what Waller was saying. She did not have to like a single word coming out of the woman's mouth, but she had to respect it. And she hoped, this mission, foolishly, would have gotten her one step closer to home. Liv curled her fist up in response.
"And you might have a little bit of a problem," Nym said. "You're too good…..and Waller is going to find an excuse to use those talents."
Liv groaned it would just have to be her luck she would have been screwed by some kind of competence. She locked her eyes onto Nym, who just patted on her head, in a consoling manner.
"So, how do we handle Russia?" Liv asked.
"Dress warm," Holly said bluntly.
Harry kept his eyes around the camp. Sara and Nyssa stood by him, and Talia stood a few inches away from him. The rest of the Faithful Five kept their eyes locked on sharp to the members of Bane's army who were moving around. They surrounded around a clearing. What were they after exactly?
"They're not getting into the camp," Daphne murmured.
"Maybe that's a good thing," Vera said. "Maybe they've actually given up."
"Trust me when I say fanatics like Bane don't give up," Daphne said. "No, there's something else, and someone else…."
Harry reached in and grabbed her by the wrist. Daphne took a half of a step forward. She very nearly avoided a trigger point which had been locked into the ground. Had she stepped on it, they would have been pretty much doomed.
"Better keep your eyes open, fearless leader," Lucretia commented, almost with a smile on her face.
Daphne knew Lucretia and Vega thought they should have been in charge. The only thing which kept them in line other than a few scathing remarks was the fact they respected the three heralds, and they knew Daphne had been made the field leader to the reason.
"Vera, you and Astoria stay with me, you two, go around to the right side," Daphne said. "Vega and Lucretia, you head over with the League women….and you try and get in on the left side….."
Talia looked about ready to protest.
"Talia, you go with those two," Harry told her. "And Sara and Nyssa, you're with me. We're going to attack them from three angles."
Harry intended to get in and get out of there, before there were too many problems, at least on his end. Three girls went to the right, three girls made their way to the left, and it left Harry, Nyssa, and Sara to go over to the center side. They all made their way over to their position.
"Sara, you're on," Harry told her.
Sara smiled and withdrew the sonic weapon. She enjoyed this thing, although it was a bit clunky to carry around. She hoped, in time, it could have been modified and put to a more universal use. She closed her eyes and pressed the button inside, releasing a small sonic vibration which ripped through the air.
Several of Bane's mercenaries had been caught to the right side. Off to one side, Vega withdrew two glowing daggers and stabbed the mercenary into the side of the neck. Her attack got the attention of the other mercenaries. One of them withdrew a huge weapon and pointed it at Vega.
"Bring it," Vega mouthed to him.
The mercenary had been baited to going forward. Vega dodged the attack from the mercenary, and she put him into position for an attack from Lucretia. She flashed her hand forward and exploded the weapon in her hand. She stepped back a few feet.
From the shadows, Copperhead viewed the battle through narrowed eyes. She watched from one side and noticed the Dragon coming in from one side. Even though she tried to remove herself from this life, Copperhead could not help, but be taken off guard.
Had she prepared herself, she would have been a lot more able to hold back certain thoughts in her mind regarding the Dragon. Copperhead's breath increased a second later. Two of the women standing beside her, people who she liberated from the temple, looked at her.
"Do nothing," she hissed.
The Dragon rushed in front of the mercenaries. Green fire surrounded him, manifesting from the amulet. The blast of green fire shot through the sword and knocked the goons back a couple of steps. Their armor heated up so badly they had no choice other than to put them away.
"Where is Bane?" Talia demanded.
Two of the rogue League members moved in to attack Talia. She turned over to one side and used her sword to block one of the attacks. Her eyes closed shot, and Talia nailed her adversary with a sweeping kick. Talia jumped behind one of the assassins. The assassin measured Talia and hurled three daggers at the woman. Talia swung her blade around and deflected the daggers back.
The Daughter of the Demon moved further behind and gave her enemy no quarter. She stabbed the man in the back of the leg and turned a fraction of a second off to the side. Talia swiped the edge of the blade across the forearm of her adversary and dropped him down to the ground. Talia snapped the man down to the ground and stepped back.
Nyssa jumped next to her sister and put an arrow into the gut one of her adversaries. The adversary doubled over, and Nyssa popped up with a spinning back fist to drop her adversary down to the ground. Sara jumped to the other side and took one of the goons down with a well placed Tonfa.
"We don't fear you."
"Well, that's not my problem," Harry said.
Harry avoided the blade of one of his adversary's cutting into his shoulder. He blocked the blade and forced it back down to the ground. Harry picked up the pace and dropped his adversary with a series of kicks to the side of the head. Harry grabbed the adversary from behind and applied more pressure. The nerve endings of his elbow caused so much pain, he dropped his weapon.
Vera summoned the weapon and smiled. She turned the modified rocket launcher and blew it through the camp, causing the goons to scatter off to all sides.
Two assassins dropped down onto the ground. Talia stepped over, and suddenly, someone flipped from the shadows behind her. Talia swung the blade off to another side. Copperhead slithered onto the ground at Talia's face and dodged the point of the blade coming down into her neck.
The Daughter of the Demon screamed when Copperhead sank her fangs down onto the back of Talia's neck. She screamed at the burning fury spreading over her body. Talia's blood boiled and something, from that venom spreading through her body.
"No, oh god, no!" Talia screamed.
Nyssa fired one arrow to the side of Copperhead. The arrow deflected off of her skin. Copperhead rushed in, to go after Nyssa.
Harry flashed in front of Copperhead and looked her straight in the eye. "Stop!"
Copperhead stopped short, a compulsion to obey the Dragon. She dropped down to her knees.
Nyssa moved over to help her sister up to a standing position. Talia slumped down onto the ground and dropped down against her sister's shoulder. Copperhead looked at them, and even the other members of the Faithful Five looked rather confused at what happened.
Harry raised his hand and formed a dome Talia, Nyssa, Sara, and the five, and just in time as well. A huge explosion came around them and rattled the dome. The only pain Harry suffered was an intense ringing in his ear.
The smoke cleared, and Harry saw a couple of men in very familiar looking uniforms moving in the shadows. His fist clenched together.
"HIVE, of course," Harry muttered.
"Fall back!" a gruff voice yelled.
Copperhead shook her head and snapped at it. She started at Harry for a long ten seconds, before she slipped out of the way. They all retreated far out of the camps and made their way over to the mountains.
"Getting away," Daphne said.
"My sister is more important," Nyssa said.
Talia groaned, she was trying to voice getting Bane and his men, they were more important. Unfortunately, the bile rising in her throat prevented her from speaking right away. Not that her words would have been hit on deaf ears.
All parties entered one of those good news/bad news type situations. The good news, as Harry could see it, was that they stopped Bane from going after what he was going for it. The bad news, HIVE, a branch of HIVE, had been involved. Darhk's plans to get his hands on one of the medallions spread down the organizations.
More bad news, Harry could sense Talia did not have much time. He took her into the temple. Isabelle, Anya, and Vanessa looked around.
"She used the gift we gave to her, to harm another," Isabelle said.
"Please tell me there's a way to counteract the venom," Nyssa said. "If you didn't, what happened to my sister is on your heads, and I'm not…."
Harry cleared his throat and Nyssa had been pulled straight back into line. She drew in a deep breath and nodded. Anya moved closer and placed a hand on Talia's head. Her fingers burned from underneath Talia's forehead when she retracted the hand back.
"Unfortunately the venom spread too quickly because of her adrenaline," Anya said. "We can put her in stasis, but that will only delay the inevitable."
"There's always a way," Harry said. "Stand back."
Harry motioned for them to move back. All of them did.
Nyssa realized what he was going to. He was going to take on the burden from Talia's poison, but if the poison was as lethal as they thought it was, to the point where the creators could not counteract the effects.
'Perhaps they just choose not to.'
That one particular cynical thought slipped out of Nyssa's mind. She had to worry about her sister. The Lazarus Pit could have cured her, but it may have turned her into something like Copperhead as well. The supernatural snake venom was an unknown variable.
"If anyone can cure your sister, he can," Vera said.
"I know," Nyssa said. "Because he saved me when I was an inch from death."
Harry took a moment to grab Talia around the shoulder and he maneuvered around inside of her body to find the source of the venom. He drained the venom from Talia's body, slowly working it out of her. Harry could feel the burning feeling coming through his body.
'Phoenix tears, don't fail me now?'
The venom seemed to be close to Basilisk venom, one of the most potent strains of venom out there. Harry survived that, and he could survive this, for better or for worse. His mind almost shut down because of the draining of the supernatural snake venom.
Talia coughed and shook. Anya reached over and put her hand on Talia's forehead to feel her body temperature. She slowly retracted her hand and smiled.
"Her body temperature is going down," Anya said.
Isabelle swiped one of the rune stones over Talia's body. It detected snake venom, and she found there was none in her system. She turned around towards Harry and scanned him.
"You're immune to venom," Isabelle said.
"And he can speak our native tongue," Vanessa said. "We didn't…we couldn't have known, even the Dragon is full of surprises."
"That much is for certain," Anya said. She flashed a brilliant smile. "He's amazing, you know."
"Yeah, he is," Isabelle answered a second or so later.
"We're in your debt again," Nyssa said.
Harry just smiled. He decided not to tell Nyssa how close Talia was from entering Death's sweet embrace. Harry figured something would have to effect the balance later, although he is not what. Then again, being Death's master offered Harry some liberties.
"Let her rest, for now," Harry said. "She'll be better than ever in an hour or two."
"We still have some problems with Bane," Isabelle said.
"His pride, he will not rest until he faces off against the Dragon," Nyssa said.
"When he's here, I'll be ready," Harry answered a second or two later. "He hasn't shown himself in light, but there's enough of his men alive where they can tell him what they faced."
"Good, and we'll bring the fight to him when it happens," Nyssa said. "I'm worried about his partners, the ones that were with him."
"You're talking about HIVE, aren't you?" Sara asked. "Just when you thought you were done with them for a while, they just keep popping up."
Nyssa sighed. She did not know whether or not Darhk survived his encounter, but regardless of whether or not he survived, he was not the end of the road for HIVE. He was just the beginning.
Hours later, Talia opened her eyes up and brought a deep breath. It took a matter of moments for her to reconstruct her past memories. She recalled it, instantly. Copperhead somehow managed to get the jump on her. She could have hung her head in shame.
"Good, you're awake."
Talia turned her attention towards Nyssa who crossed the threshold. Both of the sisters looked at each other. Neither knew what to say. Talia finally managed to break the silence between the two of them.
"So," Talia responded. "You've come to tell me how I've regressed in battle since I've spent most of my time up in the temple training the new recruits. They don't give me enough of a challenge."
"Nothing of the sort," Nyssa said. "I'm here to talk."
"To talk?" Talia asked. "Wouldn't that be a change from the last few years?"
Harry made his way into the room in front of them. Talia closed her eyes. She could finally move. A pretty good turnaround for almost being dead a short time ago, at least Talia would have to say so herself. She stretched against the bed and got herself to a mostly standing position.
"Relax," Harry told her. "You don't want to hurt yourself, not after what you've been through."
"No, I don't," Talia said. "But, I feel fine. I'm just a bit sore and could use a couple of good meals. I thought my body was going to melt earlier."
Harry reached over and put his hand on the other Daughter of the Demon. He squeezed her hand a second later. "Not too far off, really."
"I figured as much," Talia said. "And I've had a lot of time to do some thinking…and I'm thinking my father might have stirred up some of the tension between myself and Nyssa."
Nyssa raised an eyebrow and looked Talia directly in the eye a few seconds later. Her mouth hung open and she resembled someone who was about ready to catch flies.
"Are you honestly shocked?" Talia asked.
"Well, no, I'm not shocked," Nyssa responded. "I'm just surprised that you're the person who brought it up. You normally are the person who follows our father without any questions. And every time he's come back, there have been more questions about what he's doing."
Talia spent a moment surveying her sister and responded with a nod. Nyssa sat on the bed next to them. They moved closer, the emotional distance between them closing just as much as the physical distance.
"I respect him, more than you do I think," Talia said. "But, he has ideas which are a bit out of date. There needs to be changes throughout the League. There needs to be a new leader."
Talia took a moment to lock her eyes onto Harry. She was not exactly subtle at who she thought should be the new leader of the League. Harry appreciated her blunt nature.
"I saw you out there," Talia said. "While there are parts of your fighting style that are raw, they will only refine in time."
Talia smiled and she moved closer towards Harry who had joined the two of them on the bed. She placed a hand on Harry's thigh and squeezed it. Her fingers lingered very closely towards him. "I'd like to thank you for saving my life. I owe you more than the normal debt."
For the second time, one of the Daughters of the Demon had a debt to Harry and she intended to do all she could to thank him. Talia's hand moved to Harry's thigh to squeeze him and her other hand moved to his chest. She approached him and pushed her lips to Harry's.
'That escalated quickly,' Sara thought.
Talia's mouth positioned itself onto Harry's, her tongue shifted against his in a sensational kiss. Talia slowly, but surely undid the front half of Harry's outfit, and moved back with a further smile on her face. She leaned closer towards Harry and nipped the side of his ear.
"Anything I can do for you, don't hesitate to ask," Talia commented with a smile crossing over her face.
"Well, I would have liked to see you and Nyssa kiss and makeup."
Harry said the comment in jest, for the most part. Nyssa and Talia locked eyes with each other. Nyssa rose to her feet and Talia followed her. The two moved towards each other. The arms of the two beautiful sisters ensnared each other. Nyssa's mouth clamped onto Talia's. Talia opened her mouth to receive her sister's tongue.
The tongues of both of the sisters joined together in a passionate kiss.
'No way that power can be abused,' Sara deadpanned.
Both Talia and Nyssa slipped away from each other. Their smoldering eyes locked onto Harry. One sister pressed on either side of Harry and moved closer towards Harry. Nyssa kissed away at the side of Harry's neck and Talia kissed the side of Harry's mouth.
"The best way to make up for lost time is to discover shared interests," Talia said. Her fingers moved down Harry, as his chest had been rendered bare. She smiled and kissed down his right side, with Nyssa taking his left side with kisses.
Nyssa cupped his crotch through his pants and looked at him with a lustful smile dancing over her face. "And I think we've found something both of us can agree is magnificent, beloved."
Slowly, Nyssa stroked Harry on the other side of his pants. He groaned with the fingers of the Daughter of the Demon rubbing through his pants.
"Let's remove those pants," Talia said, kissing down Harry's chest to his abs and getting closer.
Harry's long cock stood up in the air when the two of them removed his pants. Talia viewed his throbbing hard cock, with a big smile on her face. Her lips puckered together. Slowly, Talia worked for her hand down to the base of his cock and grabbed him, tugging on him. The Daughter of the Demon worked her very able lips down Harry's throbbing pole and sucked his cock into her mouth.
"Damn, Talia!" Harry groaned, feeling the warmth spread around him.
Nyssa covered Harry's inner thigh in very sensual kisses. The warm nature of Nyssa's mouth moved up Harry's thigh and caused him to twitch. Her mouth edged closer to the point where she reached Harry's balls. The pleasurable feeling of two sisters pleasuring his cock and balls made Harry just hunger for more.
His hands reached to the back of Talia's head and guided her warm mouth deep down his hard pole. The Daughter of the Demon worshiped the meaty pole underneath her. Her tongue canvased every inch of the veiny pole, shoving deeper into her mouth in the process.
Nyssa kept up the steady pace along with her sister. She enveloped Harry's hard balls between her lips and drew them deep into her mouth. The Daughter of the Demon slurped both of his round thick balls which quickly filled up with the first of many doses of cum.
Both of the daughters of Ra's al Ghul worshiped Harry. Every single inch of their very ample, their very soft and succulent lips combed over Harry's manhood. Harry groaned at the feeling of their soft lips succumbing to Talia's efforts. She pulled off of his cock.
Both Nyssa and Talia took turns licking Harry's cock and covering it with tender kisses. When they had bathed it with salvia, Talia continued her worshipping of Harry's pole. She took it deep inside of her throat. Harry put his hands on the back of Talia's head and guided his cock into her throat.
Every single time this throbbing hard cock entered the back of her throat, Talia kept up the pace. She wanted it, she wanted all of it, and she would take all that she wanted. The Daughter of the Demon brought her warm lips down to the edge of Harry's throbbing hard pole and released him. Talia drew her lips around him again.
"Talia, you keep that up, and I won't be able to hold up much longer," Harry warned her.
Funnily enough, this did little to discourage Talia. She sucked his cock, deeper, harder, faster. Nyssa's mouth sucked on Harry's balls, giving a nice amount of suction on them. Those able mouths worked all the way down his manhood and his balls as well, sucking on them.
"Fuck!" Harry groaned in response.
Harry pushed his throbbing hard cock into the mouth of Talia. Her beautiful exotic face looked him in the eye when she sucked him. The pressure built in Harry's loins and he held onto Talia's head, to thrust his cock deep into the back of her throat. His lust made him plow her throat like a pussy.
The milky white discharge fired cum deep into Talia's mouth. She dropped down and sucked Harry as hard as possible, draining all of the cum from his balls.
Talia rose up and smacked her lips together. In a sisterly gesture, she leaned in to catch Nyssa with a kiss and share the cum.
Harry hardened up instantly, watching both of the women kiss each other. Nyssa grabbed Talia's face and sucked the cum out of her mouth. Her hands moved and slipped off the night shirt Talia was wearing, to reveal her bare body. Nyssa's fingers pushed over Talia's body, brushing against her warm slit. Talia could feel her sister's finger enter her body.
'Make sure to get her nice and wet for your cock, beloved,' Nyssa thought.
Talia removed Nyssa's cloak and her garments underneath. Nyssa's round tanned breasts stuck out for Talia to grab onto and for her to suck on. She gave her sister all of the love possible, sucking on Nyssa's round nipples.
"As nice as it is, Harry should not be ignored," Nyssa whispered in Talia's ear.
Talia, with regrets, pulled away. She moved over for Harry to get a full glance at her exotic body. Her olive covered skin shined up in the light, her black hair framed her face in a seductive look. Two round breasts stuck out, and they demanded a great amount of attention. They demanded to be squeezed, to touched, to be tempted. Her juicy ass and long legs, along with her pubic hair shaven into a small strip, off-setting a dripping pussy made Talia a very delicious treat.
"My apologies."
Harry took Talia's body and embraced her. He pushed her onto the bed and kissed her. He started at the tip of her ear and moved down all over her face. Her lips, her jawline, every single last inch of Talia had been lathered with kisses. Harry lightly brushed against her body, grinding his cock against her stomach when he moved down. The reaction coming from the Daughter of the Demon drove home the point how delightful she felt, just underneath Harry's tender loving care, and his thick cock.
"Beloved, please," Talia whispered to him. "Take my body, pleasure it."
Caressing of her nipples made Talia squirm underneath. Harry moved down and pressed his muscular body against his, and kissed her. His hard cock came an inch away from slipping inside of her gates.
"Eat your sister's pussy while I fuck you."
No question about it, Talia thought that was a good idea. She saw Nyssa crawl onto her face. Those toned thighs came close to wrapping around her face. Both Daughter of the Demon indulged in some steamy, sensual, sisterly love with each other.
"Take my pussy," Nyssa said. "Go ahead, beloved, take your big cock and ram it into her pussy. Make her really feel everything you have."
Harry spent the next couple of moments teasing Talia's wet slit and dragged his huge cock all over her womanhood. Talia lifted her hips up in a very honest attempt to take Harry's cock inside of her. Harry slid his manhood into her and filled her pussy up.
The warmth ensnared Harry's cock. He grabbed onto Talia's hips and lightly rocked back against her, further pushing his manhood inside of her tightening hot quim.
"Perfect fit," Harry said.
Harry rocked his hips down against her and pushed his hard rod inside of her. Talia enjoyed every single inch of Harry's hardening rod, just filling her up. Her pussy stretched out far and wide for Harry. The Daughter of Ra's al Ghul rose her hips up and met Harry's hard cock.
Talia reached behind her sister and felt her perfect ass and thighs. She slowly rubbed her sister's pussy lips and delved deeper into them.
Nyssa closed her eyes and enjoyed her sister giving her a tongue lashing, but in a very good way. Talia licked her pussy and then pulled out of it. She shifted into the depths of Nyssa's warm, dripping hot pussy.
Further thrusts inside of Talia's pussy made her wet pussy clamped around his hard cock. She squeezed her pussy and released it. The Daughter of the Demon felt her pussy be battered. The first orgasm of with her savior's cock inside of her visited Talia's body. Those hard balls slapped against Talia's thighs and spread through her body.
"That's good, but I think we can make your tight pussy cum even harder, can't we?" Harry asked her.
Talia could not and would not deny that fact. Those big balls kept slapping against her. Talia's wet walls closed around him and milked his cock. Harry moved over to touch her body. Every inch of her flesh begged for contact. Harry never failed to deny a beautiful woman the contact she desired. His fingers tempted Talia in every single way.
Nyssa drove herself down onto Talia's tongue. Talia prepared Nyssa for the strong hard rod of over beloved. Her thighs clamped down and released Talia's face, sending juices down onto the face of her sister.
"Again, cum for me again."
Briefly, the two sisters pulled away so Harry could get full coverage on Talia's body. Her legs snaked around Harry's body and Harry pushed his rod as far into her as possible. His thick balls snapped down onto Talia's moist thighs. Harry rose up and dropped all the way down onto him. Harry's hard cock slammed into her.
"Mmm, yes, please, faster."
Harry obliged and picked up a heavier pace. Talia's body rose up off of the bed and took as much of Harry inside her as possible. Harry's throbbing hard cock picked up a steadier pace, ramming into her. Those big balls bounced off of Talia's thighs and left some not so subtle marks on them. Talia grabbed onto Harry's lower back and dug her fingernails into it.
"Oh yes, oh, right there!" she moaned.
Another orgasm hit Talia and another one. They all rocked her, in multiple successions. Harry buried himself into her depths and worked her wet pussy open for the final, greatest climax of them all.
"I'm ready," Harry said. "Cum for me one more time."
Harry touched her erect and very sensitive nipples. Pure warmth spread through Talia's body and Harry rocked down inside of her. His hard balls slapped harder against Talia's moist pussy. She could feel how much cum was about ready to be launched inside of her body.
"Please, please, cum for me," Talia breathed.
Talia ground her nails against Harry's back and encouraged him. Harry obliged the beautiful women underneath him and thrust away at her. Their hips bounced together, with Harry grabbing her breasts, hips, legs, hair, and ass, anything he could get his hands on.
The two worked against each other, with everything dragging to a close. Harry dropped his hard cock into Talia's inviting quim. Talia pressed her walls against Harry, to try and milk every last drop of cum out of his aching balls. The Daughter of the Demon kept encouraging Harry deep inside of her.
Finally, his balls released their contents and fired them inside of Talia's body. Her tightening walls squeezed around Harry and released him. Harry released the contents of his balls into her.
Talia closed her eyes, receiving a wondrous gift from her savior. The inside of her body had been coated with the seed. Should legends be right, the medallion should have protected them from any unexpected surprised. Not she was against it, but there would be plenty of time in the future.
An endless amount of cum filled Talia, and soon enough, Nyssa's tongue replaced Harry's cock. She slowly dug her tongue into Talia's thighs and licked the pussy.
Harry watched as Nyssa lowered herself between Talia's thighs, and watched as the cum drained out between her thighs. One sister wrapped her lips around the nether lips of the other sister. This cock-hardening sight only increased when Harry viewed Nyssa, her hips swaying on her hands and knees, sucking the combined juices out of Talia's face.
They had most certainly made up, in the most enticing way possible. Harry moved closer towards Nyssa, reaching her from behind. His huge engorged cock came an inch away from parting Nyssa's hips and sliding in between her legs. Harry ground his hard cock in between Nyssa, working his rod into her moist slit.
"I have to have this pussy," Harry said.
The manhood slid deep inside of Nyssa's wet pussy and filled her completely up. Harry grabbed her hips and worked his hard rod into Nyssa from behind. The young man pulled almost all the way out of Nyssa and slid into her deep and fast from behind. His thrusts grew harder, the deeper Harry inside of her.
"Keep eating your sister out, don't stop."
Nyssa did not need to tell twice. Her sister's fingers threaded the assassin's hair. Nyssa could feel the tantalizing tongue dance deeper between Talia's thighs.
Tight, the sheath of Nyssa was very tight, and Harry further indulged himself in her pussy. It gripped him snugly and made Harry's balls throb in excitement.
Harry pulled out of Nyssa's tight body and pushed deep inside of her. Every single inch of his cock spread into Nyssa's body. Nyssa tightened the walls around Harry's hard cock. More pushes inside of Harry's hard cock into her body. Harry pulled out of her and pushed deep inside of her.
"It's getting close, you can feel it," Harry said. He traced patterns down Nyssa's fit body when working his way into her. "Your sister, she can feel it too. She feels it when your naughty little mouth is eating her out."
Talia only clutched her sister's head with her legs and rose up as far as she could go. The sucking of her pussy grew even more intense. She never thought a thrill this good would come. Talia looked up and greedily followed the progress of Harry's cock inside of Nyssa.
"Finish her," Talia breathed.
"Oh, you'll get your chance…soon enough."
Harry picked up the pace and hammered Nyssa in a fluid motion from behind. He worked on the next orgasm, and another one. He pumped his way inside of her tightening pussy, working his rod inside of her.
Stroke for stroke, Harry brought so much pleasure into Nyssa's body. Her loins spread over Harry's thick throbbing cock. Harry picked up a heavier pace and pushed himself deep inside of Nyssa's tight body.
"One more time."
She came again on Harry's request. Everything struck her with a well-placed precision. Harry pushed his rod deeper inside of her body, pushing Nyssa's wet pussy to her very limits. Harry buried further inside of her and almost slid completely out of her before pushing himself into her one more time.
"Harry!" Nyssa begged him for a minute.
"We're getting close, you're almost done," Harry told her.
Another constant barrage of orgasms, three in succession, rocked Nyssa. This action allowed Harry to push his rod into her and move further into the center.
Harry's balls discharged one more time and buried his warm seed into Nyssa. He rode out her orgasm with his own and pushed his cock into her with a never ending barrage of cum. It drained out of her faster than Harry could put it inside of her.
The sorcerer pulled himself away and allowed Nyssa to drop down onto the bed. Talia answered with a smile and shoved her sister away. She sauntered over to the bed and crawled over to Harry. Her legs wrapped around his waist when she pulled himself.
"I'm ready for more."
Harry squeezed her breasts and suddenly, his cock inched closer towards her slit before sliding into her. The two joined, and Harry just had a feeling he would be taking turns on the sisters throughout the night.
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Bane of Our Existence.
Anxiety hit Daphne Greengrass very hard. No one would have thought her to be the anxious type by looking at her. She had this cool and calm façade, but Daphne had a lot of expectations to live up to. Her family supported the tribe for years, and by extension the Dragon. She had been chosen by the three heralds to lead the Faithful Five and there had been some stumbling blocks on the road.
'They chose you for a reason,' Daphne tried to think to herself.
Leadership could be a burden on people. Daphne moved about anxiously, as she did when she was nervous. Astoria, Vega, Lucretia, and Vera all retreated to their quarters. They did not have to worry about how one misstep could mean the end of everything.
'No pressure or anything, Greengrass,' she thought to herself. The frown expanded over her face. 'You just have to do, what must be done. There's no question about it. You were chosen for this for a reason.'
Daphne stopped outside of the Quarters of one of the daughters of Ra's al Ghul. The League of Assassins being involved her had led to a slight stir, especially with Vega and Lucretia, both who had their fair share of run-ins. Daphne wanted to keep an even head.
The Dragon went in there tonight, followed by Talia's sister. They did not exit, despite it being well past sunrise in the morning. Daphne frowned and curiosity very nearly got the better of her. Thankfully, despite everything, Daphne maintained the slightest bit of discretion.
'He could have been in there for more than a few hours,' Daphne thought, a slight grin forming on her face. 'That's just the prowess and the power of the Dragon. He could have been in there for much longer and no one would really have known it.'
Daphne heard some footsteps and realized she was not alone in her walking of the hallways. She turned around to see the other companion who had joined the Dragon on this mission.
"Daphne, isn't he?" she asked.
"Sara, right," she said.
The two of them responded with nods with each other. Both of them really did not know what to say. Sara motioned for Daphne to sit down next to her on the bench leading in the room, so she did.
"Just taking a midnight walk, I've got a lot of things on my mind," Daphne said.
"Are you sure you're just taking a walk?" Sara asked. Daphne looked at her, and Sara smiled, putting her hand on the shoulder of the skilled warrior. "I understand. I can see some conflict. Lot of this is known to me…just a couple of years ago, I didn't think I would be involved in anything like this."
Daphne shook her head in response towards the younger girl next to her. Well, younger in age, she did carry herself with a maturity, which could only be trained through adversity. Daphne did not know the full extent, or whether or not this girl knew exactly what she could become.
'That isn't my place to tell her, especially if I'm wrong,' Daphne thought.
"We've got a lot to do," Sara said. "Bane's going to make a counteract. Can you and your girls keep his men away, while we deal with the big guy?"
"Yeah, we can do that," Daphne said. "No problem at all."
They had to do this, they had to accomplish these goals. If they did not, if something happened where they could not, it would be trouble. Copperhead and her followers leaving had been a big blow, and they brought information to Bane. Daphne thought it was only a small mercy they did not know everything.
Hell, Daphne did not know anything. Vega and Lucretia both claimed they knew a lot as well, but Daphne thought they were only speculating on certain matters at best.
"Harry has got both of them on the same page," Sara said. "Guess, people have a point, shared interests end a lot of arguments."
No one needed to tell Daphne what shared interests Nyssa and Talia had. She just smiled and thought about it. It would be an honor of the Dragon took her into his strong arms. She thought about those green eyes, dark hair, and his firm body. All of those thoughts put desires in the back of Daphne's mind.
Sara gave Daphne a knowing smile in response and put a hand on her shoulder. The door opened and brought the attention of both of the girls to one central location. Talia and Nyssa stepped back out of the room, walking side by side. Both of them had smiles on their face. A second later, Harry followed a half of a second later, bringing up the rear.
A place any man would have given anything. Sara climbed to her feet, and Daphne joined her. Before she could say anything, Vera made her way down the hallway. She looked about half asleep. She stopped and came head to head with the Dragon.
"Good morning," Harry told her.
"Well, looks like they were having a good morning," Vera said. "There's a couple of things Vega and Lucretia want to discuss."
"Do they want to have a discussion or an argument?" Daphne asked Vera, sounding very tense and for a very good reason.
Vera answered with a shrug in response. She had no idea. She was just the messenger, the buffer if you were, between the Black Sisters and the Greengrass sisters. Vera appreciated her necessary part.
"I will leave you to your morning activities," Vera said. "If you want breakfast, the dining hall is down the hallway and to your right."
"Thank you, Vera," Harry said.
She smiled and turned to walk Daphne to the meeting. Sara watched Daphne leave and turned back to Harry, Talia, and Nyssa, who all looked rather relaxed this morning.
"Lack of blood means Harry smoothed things over, right?" Sara asked.
"No blood last night," Nyssa told her. "Only more pleasurable bodily fluids, as you might have guessed."
Sara did guess, and she thought it was pretty good. Finally, both sides were on the same page and they could move on to the next step. Bane and his next move, and whatever connection he had with HIVE.
A cold biting wind made everything colder in one of the worst parts of Russia. Many people were held captive in this area. Some had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and some people committed crimes of knowing way too much. Information could be a very dangerous thing to have.
There was barely enough wood to get a fire roaring. The person who had kept these prisoners was not busting his neck trying to get wood inside and a fire roaring. One particular redhead hovered over the fire. The embers burned cold and it was very hard to get anything going. She gathered together some sticks and a few old newspaper to try and get a fire going in the fireplace.
The redhead wrapped herself in a coat and hovered over the fire. She had been used to harsh conditions and had been in these conditions for more time than she cared to count. There had been no clock, no calendar, no indication on how much time had elapsed her. Just nothing other than confusion and sorrow reached the few occupants, the ones who did not try and escape.
Unfortunately, the prison had been situated on the top of a very steep mountain, and very few could make the climb or the descent. Those who had tried had either fallen to their doom, or they had frozen together.
Frustration spread through the body of the prisoner. Her gloves were thin, but they were better than nothing. She managed to acquire a coat, at least for the moment. She had to keep one eye on the prisoners, to prevent them from attacking her. She fashioned a weapon which could defend herself against any attackers.
The guards would have destroyed her in a second, even if she picked her spots wisely. They were armed by a very dangerous man.
'Things are becoming hopeless,' she thought to herself. Her hands rubbed together to try and get the necessary amount of friction.
Off to the side, a man who looked an inch away from just ending it all rolled over onto the cot. He looked at a photo of a woman and two young boys. They were the only link to the real world, and the only link to sanity he had left. The redhead turned away from him.
The man who laid in the corner had barely moved since he arrived her. Only the barest hints of breathing could be heard. The guards would arrive soon enough, to bring just enough food to prolong the agony.
The bathroom had been a gamble to enter, given there was always a sense someone had used the ragged shower curtains to hang themselves. Her eyes followed across the room towards the only other woman who had been brought her. She flipped through a worn pad of paper and kept reading something, muttering something underneath her breath.
"They're out there, they're out there," she whispered. "He'll pay for leaving me to die here."
Those words had been those of a woman who had lost all sense of reality. The red-haired woman rocked backed and moved to try and create a fire. Voices could have been heard outside, from a village which was down to the edge of the mountain.
Someone was here, but who was here? She wondered boy, did she ever.
"They're suicidal for coming here," the second woman commented. "No one comes here willingly. They will suffer consequences."
The redhead just nodded and she moved to the front door. Dare she step outside for a peak? She looked at the mat, stained with blood, and thought better of it. The last person who ventured outside ran into some pretty unfriendly fire.
Down on the ground, a rope ladder lowered them out of a helicopter. A figure dressed in a green hood which had been pulled up over her face dropped down onto the ground. Two more figures, dressed in black dropped down onto the ground.
In one last desperate attention to gain their attention, she wrapped her hand on the glass window numerous times. All she achieved was a mild reaction from the man in the corner.
"They can't hear you," the other woman said. "I won't leave here alive, and neither will you."
The belief everything was hopeless, and there was no way out never entered the mind of the woman. She looked out the window once more and towards the people inside. No one shared her hope, as mild as it could be, they were going to get out of there.
The redhead looked over and saw the name "Robert Queen" scrawled repeatedly on the paper and then scratched out instantly.
"It's all because of him, he betrayed me," she muttered underneath her breath.
The dark haired woman shook her head. She retreated back into the corner to continue her work. That pad was just a name, written over and over, and scratched it away constantly. That just added to the problem.
"I know what's to come in Starling City, it must burn, there's no hope," she breathed. "They must all burn…especially him, he must burn as well."
'Really sunshine and happiness that one, but I can't say I blame her, given how much these people go mad in here,' she thought.
The trio disappeared into the village and left them all alone. She prepared to open up the door.
"They're spies," the man in the corner rasped, finally breaking out. "The Westerners sent them….he will not be pleased…..especially if they threatened his hold over it."
"What is….."
The man silenced himself, and the redhead once again looked out the window. Whatever helicopter dropped them off disappeared into the night, and the three figures had been dropped down.
"They will die as well," another one of the prisoners said. "Give me the knife…so I can end this."
Every day someone made a play at her concealed weapon, not to defend themselves, but to end themselves. It was a very sad state of all of their lives where they wanted to spill their own blood, rather than live another moment.
Tess Mercer needed to get out of here soon because the redhead felt her sanity slipped along with the rest of them. She just needed to remain collected and everything would work out for the best.
Hell defined the early years of Bane's existence. His mother was little more than the prison whore. Giving birth to him as a means to carry out his father's sentence. Bane spent more years in darkness than he could count. Many who were less strong than him would have been annihilated by now.
Bane grew much stronger. Every day he spent in that hell, he reminded himself of vengeance on those who kept him there. The first man he killed when he took control of the prison and escaped was his father. To see the man die at his feet was satisfying beyond any human emotion.
Only one regret and Bane wished he would have spent some more time drawing out the death. Making sure every single ounce of oxygen drained from his father's foul body. Bane killed him too soon. It should have been more calculated, and less emotional. It had been an unfortunate lesson Bane learned.
Now, he was getting close to cementing, even more, power than before. The legend of the Dragon, Bane heard of it throughout the years. HIVE contacted Bane and they pooled their resources to slowly take over this area, village by village until only one monument remained. The temple of the Three Heralds of the Serpent Tribe stood in Bane's way as one last obstacle. Bane wished to enslave them, using the medallion which once belonged to their Queen.
Irony, but Bane had another problem. The man clutched his fingers together and formed a very violent fist. His breathing increased when he closed his eyes.
'He grows closer,' Bane thought to himself. 'Nearer, I can feel him. I can feel the darkness submerging around me.'
Bane prided himself on strength beyond the measure of many men. He would not hesitate to use his abilities to crush someone if it meant he could accomplish great feats. And those great feats of strength ensured Bane would drive anyone who stepped up underneath his foot.
'I must observe, strike when the time is right, and crush when it will lead to the most success,' Bane thought. 'Years, I've been waiting for this.'
Bane heard his men, awaiting his orders. It was not a man who entered his quarters, rather a woman, a woman who once worked for Bane's enemies, the Heralds. Copperhead stood before Bane and waited to be acknowledged. Bane slid the box he received from his business partners back underneath the desk.
"You were distracted, and almost ensnared by him," Bane said.
"I was unprepared for the Dragon."
Bane rose up to his feet. Tension followed, and Copperhead tried to maintain her composure, even though it was very hard for her to stand up. Bane had been known to crush men and women far stronger than the former slave.
"You should always be prepared for everything," Bane said. "You were born a slave, and you will die a failure. Is that what you want, Copperhead?"
Copperhead drew in a breath. Bane was her only salvation and turning on him now would not be a good idea.
"Please, Bane, it will not happen again."
If not for the simple fact Bane needed the support of Copphead and her followers to secure the temple, he would have ended her existence in a mere moment. She would become a liability of the Dragon had gotten his hooks into her again.
'Perhaps it's not worth the risk, but I cannot take the chance,' Bane thought.
"For your sake, it should not," Bane said. "Do not engage the Dragon directly again. Unless you want to be enslaved once again and go back to the way things were."
Copperhead's mouth turned very dry. She did not want to be submissive. She thought the tribe would be much better under her leadership. They would not have lost this much ground and more importantly their Queen if Copperhead had been in charge. She wanted to head the tribe, but the pets of the Heralds, the Faithful Five, got more consideration than she did.
'I'll tear them to shreds,' she violently thought.
"We won't have any further problems, will we, Copperhead?" Bane asked.
Copperhead removed herself from her thoughts of power and locked eye to eye with Bane. Her head dropped a half of a second and she nodded.
"Good," Bane said. "I'll send for you when you are needed. You're dismissed."
Bane waited for Copperhead to leave and he opened the black box. He noticed three vials of a serum, refined, as a gift from his new benefactors. It would be necessary to give him the edge against the Dragon.
The broad-shouldered mercenary slipped off his overcoat and slipped the contents of the three vials of serum into a front harness on his body. He slipped his overcoat back on and turned. The masked man came eye to eye with one of his minions.
"Do you have a report for me?" Bane asked gruffly.
"Yes, master," the gentleman responded. "They have reinforced the gates."
"They're preparing for war," Bane said. "They've challenged me. They will regret their arrogance."
Bane enjoyed a challenge and knocking those gates down would be the most successful thing he could have ever done in his life. He could not wait to succeed in his goals. A smile crossed over the face of the masked man, which stretched out underneath his mask.
"Prepare them, we leave at sunset," Bane said. "Tonight, it's in my hand."
Bane double-checked to make sure everything was in place. The next time he came face to face with the Dragon, there would be some surprises.
"I don't think we should have gone with a passive approach," Vega said. "We know Bane's out there, and we know he'll try to attack us again. We attack first and leave him hurt."
"We don't have many people to spare," Daphne said.
"We have the Dragon," Lucretia argued. "He can crush them all….."
"I prefer not to count on one man, even a great man," Daphne answered. "Your plan will get more of us killed or captured. My plan is going to split Bane's forces and allow them to pick us apart."
"Both of you have good points," Vera said. "Standing here and waiting for the attack to come is not going to be a good idea."
Vega and Lucretia both wore smirks on their face. Vera was going to have to bust their bubble in a couple of minutes thought.
"But, going out there and fighting is reckless, and I agree, no matter how great the Dragon is, we can't rely on him," Vera said. "Our leaders, they must have an idea how to deal with Bane."
Outside of the door, Harry listened to the argument. He looked at Sara who stood by himself. Talia and Nyssa were off elsewhere in the temple.
"So, what do you think?" Sara asked.
"I think both sides have their points," Harry replied. "Bane's going to come, so I think it might have been a good idea to bring the fight to Bane, but also wait until he's right outside of the gates so we can spring some kind of trap on them."
"So, best of both worlds?" Sara asked.
"We hoped to impart that on them."
Isabelle made her way down the hallway. She dressed in elegant robes instead of her usual nude state, even if she struggled to find shame in the naked human form. She dressed in white robes with a green crest on it. Anya and Vanessa turned up beside them.
"Yes, they are loyal to the cause, but they'll rip each other apart just as much as they will rip apart their enemies," Anya said with a sigh in confirmation. "They are very dedicated though, almost too dedicated."
"They have lasted when many have fallen," Vanessa said. "Do you think you can come with us, great one….."
"Harry," Isabelle corrected her sister. "Remember, if we ever are freed from the temple, we're going to have to respect his wishes to be called by his human name."
"Yeah, and we also have to wear clothes," Anya said. She pulled a face in response. "I don't know how humans can stand to wear these things, they're not exactly the most comfortable thing in the world."
'That wasn't the first time they've made a comment which makes me think they're less than human,' Sara thought. 'To be fair, they're pretty divine….beautiful as well. Kind of eerie, but beautiful.'
"Do, you think you could give us the honor?" Isabelle asked.
Harry extended his arm and Isabelle took his right arm. Anya took his left arm and that left Vanessa out in the cold. The quartet made their way down the hallway and walked around the corner.
"So, what did you want to show me?" Harry asked.
"Our Queen…our sister," Isabelle said.
"Oh, is she like you?" Harry asked.
"Well, kind of, but not really," Vanessa said. "You might have guessed we're not completely human. We were born as snakes, but our sister, lonely for playmates when she was younger, performed a very powerful bit of magic which gave us human qualities."
Harry nodded in response, that was some very impressive magic, to be honest.
"We grew up with her, and we supported her when you….you met her and gifted her with one of the medallions," Isabelle said. "Which I guess hasn't happened from your perspective."
Anya answered with a groan and gave a sidelong look at her sister.
"You just have to bring up the time travel thing, didn't you?" Anya asked. "It makes my head spin."
"Well, to be fair, it doesn't take much for you," Vanessa said.
Anya gave her sister one of those sidelong dirty looks. Harry cleared his throat and all three of the sisters managed to get back in life.
"Your sister turned you from snakes into actual human beings," Harry remarked. "That's amazing…..do you still have….."
"Well, we won't bite," Anya said. She lightly squeezed Harry from behind and pulled back when he gave her the look. "Unless you really want us to."
Isabelle cleared her throat and Anya pulled back. The eldest of the three, she took a role of responsibility and leadership, especially since her sister had disappeared. They crossed the doorways with the crest of their family superimposed on it.
Harry came face to face with a statue of a beautiful blonde woman with shiny blue eyes. She dressed in robes similar to her sisters, only they were blue, with a red "S" on the crest on it. Harry smiled, and he could feel a pull towards her.
"The White Canary has been resurrected," Isabelle said. "Therefore our sister has been reborn in a new vessel as well."
"I will be able to use the medallion to locate her if she has been born yet," Harry said.
"Oh, she's been born, I can feel her," Isabelle said. "I can feel my sister, she's out there. I can reach out and touch her, just with a little more effort."
Isabelle closed her eyes and took in a deep breath in response. The only person who could locate her sister stood before her. Isabelle's confidence he could succeed reached a fever pitch.
"You will find her," Isabelle said. "And together, you can free us from this confinement."
"And remember, our sister pledged us to you as a token of your greatness," Vanessa said. "Therefore, anything you want from us, you don't even need to ask."
All three sisters looked about ready to drop their robes. Unfortunately, a frantic set of footsteps coming from the other side caused whatever fun the heralds wanted to have with Harry would have to wait. Astoria moved through the doors and almost dropped forward onto her knees. She leaned down towards them.
"Bane is here, and he's not alone," Astoria said. "I see them, ghosts."
"So, Bane and HIVE work together," Isabelle said.
"Just point me to him," Harry said.
Nyssa's point about HIVE being nothing but glorified cockroaches resounded in Harry's eye. He waved his hand and was in battle armor with the sword strapped to his back in a matter of seconds.
Bane waited for the first flank to step into the picture. Those men would go in and assess the situation. They would see what they were going up against. Two of the men up to the front held a battering ramp which flashed with several strange runes carved into it.
'Tonight, no one turns back, until we either succeed or perish,' Bane thought.
A loud bang echoes and almost bombarded the gate. The gate rocked and energy swam in the hinges of the gate. The goons moved back and swung the battering ram, slamming it against the gate hard. It cracked against the gate and rocked on the hinges.
"We have some headway," Bane told his men. "Keep hammering the gates. Do not step back by any means."
Another slam of the super reinforced battering ram hit the gates. One more slam activated a pulse of energy from the gate. The energy bombarded the battering ram and flashed against them. Tight bandages wrapped around the men and drained the fluids from their body. They dropped down onto the ground injured.
Bane stepped over the men and walked over the two of them. The man in question bent down over the men and tested them for something.
"First defenses have been activated," Bane remarked. "Keep going."
One arrow pierced a man off to the side. Bane turned around from one side to the other side, and then peered down off to the side. A figure wearing a green hood disappeared into the distance. Bane watched when one of the goons dropped down to the ground.
A figure clad in black moved behind three more men. She retracted a blade from up her sleeve and aimed it towards the chest of an adversary. The blade caught her enemy square in the chest and doubled over.
Bane stepped back and watched everything unfold. He would pick his moment shortly. At least one of the daughters of Ra's al Ghul turned up, but they did not matter. Bane had the perfect means to attack them.
Talia stepped back a few inches and dodged the blade from one of the ninjas. Another ninja tried to take her down. An arrow caught the ninja directly in the back of the leg. Talia snapped off a vicious kick and dropped her adversary down to the ground.
'Keep focused,' Talia reminded herself.
Copperhead jumped into the picture in front of Talia.
"This time, I'll make sure you stay in the ground," Copperhead said.
Daphne blasted Copperhead in the back of the head. She flipped over and landed onto the ground. She motioned for her followers to move over.
"Enough," Daphne said.
A barrier formed and the rest of Copperhead's traitorous followers slammed against it. Vega and Lucretia dropped down and bombarded them with a blast of light which rendered them completely unconscious.
"You won't take me!" Copperhead shouted in a violent hiss.
She tried to sink her fangs into Daphne's neck in a blink of an eye. Daphne, prepared for this attack, applied a counteragent to her neck before heading out to battle. Copperhead's own poison paralyzed her temporarily and dropped her down to the ground.
"I told you enough," Daphne said.
"Well, we got her bagged up at least," Lucretia said.
Nyssa dodged the swords and disarmed one of the HIVE members. One of them flashed behind her. Nyssa swung the blade and he flashed out of the way to dodge the blade. Another flash brought the HIVE goon out of the way. Nyssa stabbed through the air and hit nothing of note.
'Three, two, one,' Nyssa thought.
Nyssa spun around and slammed the blade into the stomach of her adversary when he teleported in. The gagging sound followed and blood poured from his mouth.
Bane drew a sword and rushed towards Nyssa. The large man knocked the Daughter of the Demon back a few steps. Nyssa turned around and engaged Bane with a battle. She matched him steel for steel, blade for blade, shot for shot. Both parties would not back up from the other.
Nyssa pushed back against Bane to stagger the larger mercenary.
"Skilled, but…"
An electrified land mine forced Nyssa to take some separation from Bane. Three of Bane's larger mercenaries crowded Nyssa. The Daughter of the Demon knocked one of them into an electrified land mine.
The gates burst open and Bane raised his hands in triumph. He stepped forward to claim his prize.
A bombardment of energy to the chest denied him. Bane flipped head over heels and stuck the landing down on the ground. He sank into the rock and slowly pulled himself up to a standing position.
He came face to face with the Dragon. The Dragon carried the sword which could either empower him or lead to his destruction, depending on what legend you believed. Bane held a blade in his hand and charged him.
"So, you live," Bane said. "I've been waiting my entire life to bring you down!"
Harry blocked two of Bane's well-placed sword swings, and came underneath him. Harry blew the ground up underneath Bane and forced him to retreat.
"Your road to my temple stops here, Bane."
One more bolt of white light caught Bane flush on the midsection. He pulled himself to his feet and watched his men drop around him.
"Enough."
Bane pressed the button through his overcoat. His muscles swelled up and his overcoat ripped open. Bane growled when rising up to a standing position, a more hulking version of himself.
Harry propelled a bolt of magic energy at Bane's chest. It connected to him like a spitball off of a brick wall. The attack only served to make Bane angrier.
'Well, that's inconvenient.'