Chapter Fifty: Homecoming.
Starling City General Hospital crowded with numerous people who were trying to get a close look at a very familiar face who was coming back to town. Three members of the press tried to make their way through the front doors of the hospital. Two burly looking guards, backed up by a couple of Starling City Police Department officers, stepped in front of them.
"My name is…"
"This is a hospital," one of the guards said in a very gruff tone of voice. "This is not one of your media circuses. I suggest you clear out of here before we have to evict you from the premises. This is your only warning. I suggest you heed it instantly."
The reporter opened his mouth to protest, but he realized that it had fallen mostly on deaf ears. This particular guard decided not to budge from his position.
The moment a girl who resembled Olivia Queen had been found outside of Starling City General Hospital, the entire town lost leave of their senses. The girl disappeared three years ago along with her father, and friend of hers, Sara Lance. Everyone wondered what became of her.
Dozens of sightings came through the news over the past couple of years. Everyone became hysterical over all of these sightings. They wondered if this could be the moment where the prodigal daughter, so to speak, had returned. They had been proven wrong before despite the rumors of the Queen girl being sighted over the years.
One person who arrived at the hospital and who had been allowed in was Quentin Lance. The last three years had been hell on him. One daughter missing, the other had become withdrawn, and his wife divorced him, before heading to Starling City. He coped by drinking but sobered up just enough for him to see what was going on.
The fact he heard from one of his friends in the SSPD that the girl Queen was found with was a dead ringer for Sara made him have hope for the first time in a very long time that something was finally ready to go well in his life. The Detective stepped in and almost bumped into his oldest daughter.
"So, you heard?"
Laurel responded with a nod. She most certainly heard. It took long enough for Sara and Liv to return back to Starling City. There had been some snags along way, or so Laurel heard. She noticed Thea making her way down the hallway as well. She looked hopeful, but not too much where she would have gotten her hopes and dreams completely dashed.
"Do you think it's them?" Thea asked.
Quentin was the one that answered the question for both of them. "Well, we don't know until we find out, do we?"
The nurse came down the hallway and flashed them a smile in response. She could tell they all had been anxious.
"Both of them are in Room 552."
The moment of truth reached them. Quentin decided to take the first step forward to see whether or not this would happen. Whether or not it was too good to be true, he opened the door and came across the bed. His body filled with relief.
"Sara," Quentin said.
Sara looked up at him with a smile. She looked to a bit tired, someone who went through a lot over the past several years. Three years were gone, it could have been worse, five years, ten years, maybe never. Quentin made his way over to hug his daughter with a smile on his face.
The party on the other end of the room looked up as well. Thea looked across the room and could not believe it. She always dreamed for the past three years that this would happen. Even after Liv had been declared legally dead a few months ago, Thea still held out hope.
"Liv, is that really you?"
Liv sat up on the bed and stretched her arms out to wrap around Thea's waist.
"Yes, Speedy, it's me," Liv said. "You're all grown up from the last time I've seen you too."
"Well," Thea said. "I'm older anyway. I'm not sure how much I have grown up. It's just the common curse of being related to you."
The two of them smiled at each other. It was very nice for Thea to see Liv was back and in good spirits. Three years gone had could change her. Thea looked into those eyes and saw something different in them, but not too different. She changed as well.
'Thankfully, I didn't step further down the path that I was going,' Thea thought. 'I'm just glad that she'll never know.'
Liv might have done some questionable things during her wild party girl days. Thea did not care, that seemed to be in the past and behind her. The two sisters enjoyed their reunion for a moment until Thea looked over and noticed Laurel looking at Liv from across the room.
"Olivia," Laurel said.
They might have met before, a few weeks ago, and they buried the hatchet. Still, they had to keep up the pretext of them meeting for the very first time in three teams.
"Laurel," Liv said. "How are you doing?"
She smiled at Liv which broke the ice. "I'm better now that my best friend and my sister are back home. And I'm sure you can agree it's good to see you back into Starling City."
"Well," Liv said. "I have to admit that it was pretty rough. Sara and I had to take care of each other out there, but…we almost didn't make it."
"I thank you for keeping an eye on my daughter," Quentin said. "Even though I can see the argument already building up she is more than capable of taking care of herself."
Liv smiled and was pretty glad that Quentin did not seem to blame her for what happened. It was really no one's fault to be perfectly honest what happened.
'Dad's just happy that I'm alive,' Sara thought. 'I guess that's the main thing. There's a part of me who thinks it's a good thing that Oliver was sent to that other universe.'
'Do you think he was saved from your father's wrath?' Rose asked.
'Hard to tell,' Sara thought. 'It might have been a lot worse if I didn't come back. But I'm glad that I got this off of my shoulders.'
The door opened up and another party came open. Liv looked up to see her mother standing there. Moira looked like someone who had been very surprised, and at the same time very pleased that her daughter was present.
"Olivia," Moira said.
For a long second, Liv locked eyes with her mother. Something about Moira's demeanor caught Liv completely off guard at first. The look of surprise had been replaced by a smile. Moira moved over and bent down to hug her daughter.
"It's good to see you again, Mom," Liv said. "Dad…Dad didn't make it."
There had been a moment where Moira stiffened in the grip of her daughter. She drew in a breath and sighed.
"Unfortunately, I thought it was…..I didn't think….well he would have been with you if he could have been with you….he would not have left you or any of the members of the crew alone if he would not have survived."
For a moment, Liv thought that Moira had just been caught up in the moment. Something bothered her. Something Liv could not put her finger on. She had been acting a bit strange.
"I'm just glad to have you home," Moira said.
Harry returned from the ARGUS headquarters. He stopped back into Smallville and no sooner did he stop there, he received a call on the phone he carried at all times.
"Hey, Mia," Harry said. "Yes, I know you're nervous that your mother is coming today. You shouldn't be though."
"Twelve years," Mia said. "Twelve years, it's been twelve long years since I've seen her. Hailey told me that there was no ill-will, but I don't know. What would I do? What would I say? What if I say the wrong thing?"
Harry decided to let Mia go with what she was going to say. He thought about giving her the advice about being herself but decided against it. Knowing this version of Hermione, she would have hated that advice. She was ashamed of the lot of things she did. And for good reason, Harry figured, but the past was the past. Harry learned a lesson a long time ago to stop dealing with what happened in the past.
'Perhaps not soon enough.'
Harry stopped just outside of the caves leading up to the mountains. He let Mia ramble on for a couple more minutes, but he decided to stop her before she wound herself up too tight.
"All you can do is go there and face her," Harry said. "Just get back in touch with her. I'll be there as well."
"Right, I have to calm down," Mia said. "And I'm going to have to come clean with everything I've done. And none of it I'm proud of either."
Harry had been over this so many times he could have recited what Mia had been going through from memory. The truth was, she did get wound pretty tight at the worst possible times.
"You're not proud," Harry said. "We both understand that. If you were not proud, you would not be a decent person. But the past is the past, and you can't do anything to fix what happened. You only need to stop from making the same mistakes in the not so distant future."
"Right," Mia said. "You're right, you're right way too much of the time. Does it help that I hate you for being right so often?"
Harry just smiled. Oh, how the tide had turned in their relationship dynamic in this universe. He said that to Hermione once or twice, and she seemed a bit too happy that her correctness inspired that much hate within her.
"I'll see you in a little bit," Harry replied. "In about a half of an hour. I won't be late. Trust me on that one."
The two of them parted ways, and Harry drew in a deep breath. He turned his attention to a figure who made her way outside. Kara showed up, wearing a casual white tank top and a pair of jean shorts which showed off her bare legs. She walked around in bare feet on the grass or rather hovered half of an inch off of the ground.
"Sounds like you reunited two families today," Kara said. "And you're going to reunite a couple more."
Harry smiled and Kara properly joined her beloved with an arm wrapped around his waist. They enjoyed the fresh air coming down into their faces, breathing it in with smiles on their face.
"Holly's going to be okay," Harry said. "But, not everything has gone to plan. Darhk is still out there."
Kara nodded, that could, unfortunately, be a problem.
"He's not what he used to be, at least that's what Sara told me. There's something about him, he's lingering in between life and death. He's tip-toeing over. I don't really know how to explain it. But, there's someone who is pulling his strings."
Darhk had come across as someone who had made a deal with the devil to get where he was. Harry only caught a brief glimpse of the man. The energy coming off of him, something about it was all wrong. Actually, it was more than wrong, it was completely off.
"And the other Black Widow?" Kara asked. Harry nodded in confirmation to acknowledge what she was saying. "Has she said a word?"
"Nothing yet," Harry said.
Kara tightened a grip around Harry's hand. She smiled at him knowingly. The breeze blew all around them as the cooler autumn air came in around them.
"I'm pretty sure you have your ways to get her to talk," Kara said. "If you know what I mean."
Harry knew exactly what she meant. He leaned towards Kara and gave her a very light kiss on the lips. She enjoyed the contact about as much as he did. The two parted away from each other with Kara dropping her head down on Harry's shoulder.
"Yes, in time I might," Harry said. "Natasha seems to think she has a way to get her to talk. And I wouldn't want to get in the way of that woman and her work."
Kara would have to agree, she would not want to either. Her body pushed against Harry with his arm tightening around her waist. Another figure came out of the Potter House to join Harry.
"Hey, Shado."
Kara caught one look at Shado's face and noticed that she walked with a purpose. She decided to get away from Harry and step back to the path.
"I'm going to see how Claire's doing," Kara said. "Let me know if you need anything."
One more stolen kiss from Kara and she were off on her way. Shado motioned for Harry to walk with her.
"We're close to finding a lead on the Atlantean medallion," Shado said. "I know what you're thinking, and I agree with you. We were supposed to have this lead a few days ago, but something hit. Tess is working together with Amanda and Emily Potter, and between the three of them, they found someone who has seen the medallion in living memory."
Harry just allowed that to all sink in.
"It's not as much as we would have liked it to be," Shado admitted. "It's processed through. You can't deny that."
'I don't deny it,' Harry thought. 'It's too bad we were seconds away from grabbing the Tengu Medallion as well.'
'Ruve has not been unable to come across anything,' Talia thought. 'But we will keep searching. Because that's what we have to do. Keep searching until we find it.'
Harry figured that was the case. He had a feeling one of the two medallions still on Earth, hopefully, both, were just in reach.
"Keep me updated," Harry said to Shado. "And I'll let you know if we find anything…has your sister had any better luck?"
Shado had been surprised by that particular line of questioning. She recovered quickly and sighed. Her shoulders slumped to show the woman had been very agitated and for a very good reason.
"No, but we're going to keep looking," Shado said. "It's not over yet. We will find something."
Harry gave her an encouraging smile which she returned. The two of them parted ways and Harry confirmed it was about time to have a very important meeting.
The time Hailey, Mia, and Harry had been waiting for was at hand. They waited at the edge of the road between the Kent Farm House and the Potter Residence. They did not know whether or not it was possible to start wearing a hole into a dirt road. Mia had done a pretty good attempt at doing so.
Harry followed the progression of the look on Hailey's face as she watched her sister. The look went from amused, then slowly progressed to annoyed. Then she just grabbed Mia by the shoulder roughly and stopped her from running around in circles.
"Calm down," Hailey said. "I told you, everything is going to be okay. I talked to our mother, and she's glad you're alive. She might ask you some questions about where you've been, but none of this is your fault. That's our grandmother's fault."
The mouth of the older girl remained open for some time. There were a couple of seconds which passed when she tried to protest it. She looked at Harry, who kept his eyes focused on the pathway.
"Your sister is right," Harry said after a moment's thought.
Mia threw her arms down and leaned back against the tree. It looked like finally, she had managed to accept what was going on. Hailey put a hand on the back of her head and flashed her sister a smile.
It had been a long time since Hailey had seen her mother, a few weeks in fact. Long enough for Hailey to wonder exactly what her mother had been up to that was so important. She had her questions, which Charlotte may or may not answer.
'Guess I'm going to have to find out when they're here,' Hailey thought a few seconds later.
A very fancy looking car pulled up across the way. Harry noticed one woman driving and the other sitting in the passenger seat of the car. He knew those green eyes from everywhere. His mother was just as beautiful as the photos he saw in his native universe. She dressed to impress in a white blouse, which had been buttoned up, with her hair tied back in a ponytail.
The door opened up, and Charlotte, who was driving, stepped out first. Her hair tied back into a ponytail, the dark hair hanging off of the back. She dressed in a female business assemble, conservative looking, but not too conservative. One could see her curvy, mature frame from underneath the outfit.
For the first time in twelve long years, mother and daughter locked eyes with each other. Mia looked to be so glad she did not have to make the first move. It was Charlotte who crossed the pathway and engulfed her daughter in a hug. Truly, twelve years was much too long for them to spend apart.
"It's nice to see you again, "Charlotte said. "I admit, for a long time it seemed hopeless. And I'm just glad you came out of there healthy and whole."
One could really debate on how whole or healthy she really was. Regardless, Mia stepped back from her mother and flashed a very anxious looking smile. A breath came out of her body.
"It's good to see you again," Mia said. "I admit, during the rougher times…well, the only thing that kept me going was a thought that I would meet you and Hailey again."
That was the one thing that kept Mia going through some really rough times. The hope that she would meet her sister and her mother, after everything that happened, she still hoped beyond all hope. Twelve long years passed.
Charlotte turned towards Harry for a moment. She looked him in the eyes and had been taken aback. The brunette woman looked completely shocked at glimpsing those green eyes.
"It's….I would never have believed it if I would not have seen it myself," Charlotte said. "You're him, you're really him."
"I would have to agree with my friend."
Harry had momentarily been distracted by Charlotte's arrival. Still, the reason why he was here, other than to offer Mia some moral support came around the corner. A woman who looked like she could pass to her early to mid-twenties stepped in. Her green eyes simmered with so much life as she studied Harry. Her eyes fell to the medallion hooked to his neck.
"Harry," Lily said. "I'm pleased to meet you. My name is Lily Evans."
It was the height of amusement that Harry had been introduced to the alternate dimension version of his mother. Lily extended a hand and Harry took it. He swooped down to kiss Lily on the hand. For a moment, she reacted, and then she just gave him a knowing smile.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you," Harry said. "Your daughters are brilliant women, and their greatness must reflect upon you."
Lily just smiled. She had been proud of the type of women Amanda and Emily became over the years. Every accomplishment they made, Lily had been proud of it. They accomplished what they did all because of their genius. Lily just imparted the right motivation on her daughters to accomplish something great.
"Thank you," Lily said. "They are a joy. And I'm sure your mother is a credit to you as well…from where she would be."
"I didn't have the pleasure of knowing her," Harry said.
The two of them took a moment to realize perhaps it had been destiny which brought them together. Or perhaps, there had been some kind of great reason.
"Would you like to come with me to Metropolis for lunch?" Lily asked. "I want to discuss a couple of things with you, alone, one on one."
"That would be great," Harry said.
It would also let Mia, Hailey, and Charlotte to spend some time together, which had been long overdue for them all. He wanted to get to know Lily, even if it wasn't technically his mother. Still, there had to be some similarities.
"Great, it's a date," Lily said with a smile.
A part of Liv thought that returning to her old room would bring back some warm fuzzy memories. However, it just brought back nothing other than some regrets, regrets as she thought about what might have been. The Queen Mansion looked to be as extravagant as ever before.
"Home sweet home."
Thea's tone sounded a tiny bit unsure from what Liv could here. The younger Queen sister stopped at the door and looked at her older sister.
"If you want to be alone, I understand," Thea said. "Of course, you stay in this house during the day for long enough and you'll be alone plenty. Mom…she's been busy."
"Yes," Liv said. "Yes, she is."
Liv decided to avoid her mother for the moment. Unfortunately, if there was one thing Liv knew, that was going to be a conversation they were going to have to face. She moved over to look at her bed. It still stood in the same place it always was.
"Things have changed since you've been gone," Thea said. "A whole lot has changed, this isn't the Starling City you left three years ago."
A second passed with Liv looking at a picture on her dresser. It contained her parents, her, and Thea in some much happier times. Liv took a second to look over it. It must have been taken about six months before the Queen's Gambit went down.
Liv straightened up the picture and pulled up another picture which had set down on the desk. It was her and Laurel, during some much complicated times. Liv stared at the picture and came to the conclusion she might as well have been staring into the life of a stranger.
"Are you okay?"
Those words had hit Liv as hard as possible. They had been pretty loaded.
"I'm….I've been better," Liv said a second later. "I'm just glad to be home."
'It must have been awful."
Liv looked around her room for the next few minutes. She tried to bring her mind back to the way things used to be. She could not help to think that pretty much everything changed. She straightened up some items on her shelves. They seemed pretty barren. A couple of trophies stood on the shelf. They looked like they did not get dusted for a very long time.
"So, Sara mentioned you got rescued by this guy?"
A soft smile passed over Liv's face, but she did not turn to face her sister. She just looked at a trophy which once showed a promise, a promise and hope to her. She fell off of the rails. The party girl mentality was very enticing and Liv fell hard and fast for it.
"Yes, Sara mentioned that to you, didn't she?" Liv asked. "He's…well he's most certainly something."
A part of Liv would forever be grateful to Harry. Not only did he save her, more times than she could count, but he saved Sara. He also helped smooth things over between herself and Laurel.
"Well, do you know where he is?" Thea asked. "Because, I'd like to thank him for bringing my sister home….is he cute?"
Liv sighed, and Thea just responded to her sister's glare with a nice little smile. She leaned in and planted a very tender kiss on Liv's cheek before pulling back from here.
"Just an honest question, sis," Thea said. "Besides, it's not like you're going to be interested in him, whoever he is."
This conversation had been stopped by Moira coming into the room to see both of her daughters getting on.
"Mother," Liv said. "What has been going on? Is Queen Consolidated still running?"
"It's had some snags, but I've managed to smooth it out," Moira said. "I never scene you have that much interest in the business end of our family."
The two women looked at each other for a moment. Neither of them really knew what to say in this situation, as awkward as things had gotten between the two of them.
"We're going to have a dinner, invite over a few friends to celebrate your return," Moira said.
Liv shifted a little bit uncomfortable at Moira's words coming from her. "You didn't have to make a big deal out of it."
"When you have children, you'll understand how important this is," Moira said. "You'll understand how this is a big deal for us to have you back. And it's really good to have you back."
Moira's demeanor shifted into a bright smile. She put a hand gently on her daughter's shoulder and leaned in to kiss her on the cheek before pulling back from her.
"Well, that's the most interest I've seen Mom take in the life of one of her daughters," Thea said.
She noticed Sara coming down the hallway. Sara smiled at Thea which caused shivers to come down the girl's smile when the older blonde woman looked her over like a particularly juicy piece of meat.
"Thea, you've grown up over the past three years," Sara said. "You're very beautiful."
Thea smiled, the last time Sara saw her, she was an awkward teenager. Thankfully that changed, and Thea could be more relaxed around a beautiful woman like Sara Lance. Somehow, she did not knock the lamp over.
"So, if the two of you want to talk, I'll be in my room," Thea said. "So, was the guy that rescued you two hot?"
"You want a scale of one to ten?" Sara asked.
"Yeah," Thea said.
"An eleven," Sara said.
She smiled at Thea, and Thea moved off to leave the two older girls alone in the bedroom. Sara reached over to shut the door and put a device on the edge of the wall which would prevent eavesdropping. Nyssa showed her how to use it.
"I swear I think you're hitting on my younger sister," Liv said. "And are you trying to recruit her to Harry's collective?"
"She's of the age of consent now," Sara said without missing a beat. "But, you know, there's always room for more."
Liv just sighed and looked at her friend. Something about being home seemed off. Sara held a notebook in her hand and slipped a pair of glasses into Liv's hand.
"Put these on and take a look at this."
The book opened up in front for Liv's consumption. Each name on the list caused her to blink. Several of them more than once, being prominent figures in Starling City society.
"Your father handed this to me before I landed on Lian Yu, and he would want you to have it," Sara said.
"These people have done horrible things," Liv said. "They're the reason why this city is the way it is."
"And it's only going to get worse from here."
Liv did not know how much worse things could get in this city. Her entire life had been turned upside down by a couple names in particular on this list.
Lily brought Harry to the back room of one of the most exclusive restaurants in all of Metropolis. There had not been much between either of them to say, at least not right now. They ordered some pasta and sat in the back booth. The drive up here resulted in the two of them making some light talk. It had been nothing extremely world shattering. Just two people trying to figure out who talked to him.
"You blame yourself."
The most frustrating thing Lily had to deal with, the loss of her son, a loss of the man who could have grown up to aspire to greatness, reared its ugly head. All of these years later, and Lily still did not forget about that. She allowed her to guard to be kept down just enough to cost her big time.
"Not as much as I did," Lily said. "And maybe not as much as I should have. One would think the wounds would have passed."
James received a choice to work with HIVE or go against them. The White Bumblebee allowed James to leave, only to slowly destroy the man's life. Then, she took Harry away from them. Lily managed to escape, with the twins, just barely.
The first few years, Lily spent a lot of time being upset with what happened. No one could have really faulted her. She pulled herself out of those doldrums and became something else.
"They never do," Harry said. "I've never known Lily, my mother…"
Lily smiled despite the somberness of a situation. Talking about alternate dimension counterparts could make things very awkward.
"Everyone told me how great of a person she was," Harry said. "And I would have liked to think she was a very good person."
They would have liked to think that with everyone. Lily heard a few whispers about Harry being sighted in some exotic parts of the world. She knew there was a funny thing about rumors. Some of them were insane. And yet, the truth was often more insane.
"My son, when he grew up, I hoped he would be as amazing as you are," Lily said. "But, we can only dare to dream about what has been and settle with the cards that life has dealt us."
Lily relaxed and leaned across the table. She went to touch the top of Harry's hand but thought better of it. There were still a few more questions to be asked before Lily figured out how to proceed.
"So, I don't think the question is if you can go back," Lily said. "Because I know with that medallion you can transport over dimensional barriers as easily was walking from one room to the next."
Harry blinked at Lily's words. He realized, with this revelation, there were a few qualities of the medallion which he did not know about. He would have to keep figuring them out.
"News to you," Lily said. "Well, as your past memories return, you'll learn of the things that you're capable of."
He was learning more and more about the medallion. It was only a shame that the medallion could not be used to search for the other medallions.
"About the only thing it couldn't do is locate the remaining medallions," Lily said. "I know…it's obvious what you were thinking."
Harry agreed it was obvious the most obvious thing to the world.
"I know you have your misgivings," Lily said. "I understand. And therefore, I would like to present you a token so we can work together."
A box came out in front of Harry's hand. Harry took it and opened it up.
"Where did you get that?"
"I have friends who knew how to get ahold of it," Lily said.
The Tengu Medallion, one of the two medallions that Harry had been searching for over the past couple of days, had been handed to him by Lily just like that. The mystery of who got the medallion of China White had been solved. And now all Harry had to do was find the person who was worthy to hold the medallion.
Chapter Fifty-One: Joining Together.
A knock on the door to Queen Mansion announced another potential guest for the dinner party. There had been a few familiar faces who show up to give their well-wishes to Olivia's return. The sound of conversation and laughter could be heard by anyone within an earshot, which did not stop when someone else arrived to join the party.
Moira turned and she was busy entertaining. She turned to her youngest daughter who made her way over to the door.
"Don't worry, Mom, I got it," Thea said.
The door opened up and she came face to face with a very handsome looking man on the other end of the door. He had a certain amount of poise to him, which caused Thea's heart to skip a couple of beats. She recovered quickly to find her manners.
"Hello," Thea said. "I'm…..I'm sorry if we haven't been introduced….or if I met you, and I forgot. But, I really don't know who you are…."
"Harry," Harry said. "I was the one who found Liv and Sara, and brought them back to Starling City."
"Oh, Harry, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
A real pleasure, Thea mentally noted while just sharpening her gaze on the face of this very handsome young man. Her mouth came open and then shut a few seconds later.
'Stop gawking at him,' Thea thought to herself.
"And you must be Thea," Harry said. "Liv has told me all about you."
Thea frowned and stuck out her hand for Harry to take. He shook her hand. The moment their fingers touched, Thea shivered at the feeling of the warmth caressing her finger tips. Harry leaned in and kissed her on the top of the hand which left her very pleased.
"Oh, my sister has told you about me, has she?" Thea asked. "And what pray tell is Olivia saying about me?"
A smile crossed over Harry's face when he looked at the girl, who gazed into his eyes while holding onto his hands. She gave Harry an imploring look up and down, with a shadow of a smile coming in between her lips.
"The good things," Harry said. "Mainly because she was worried about how you would cope without her being there to help you."
Thea just relaxed and was glad it was not anything bad. She could hear some footsteps coming from the other side. Thea turned to see her mother.
"Thea, who is that?"
"This is Harry," Thea said. "He was the guy who rescued Sara and Liv from Lian Yu after they washed up."
Moira Queen stepped into the room and looked at the young man. Something about him seemed very familiar. She chalked it up to a strange sense of Deja-Vu.
"I'm grateful for you saving my daughter," Moira said. "And I apologize for my other daughter who seems to have held a death grip on her hand and prevented you from properly coming in to have dinner."
A shifty little grin appeared on Thea's face, and she did not seem too apologetic. Still, at the look given from her mother, Thea released the grip she held around Harry's hand. She allowed him to step back for a little bit to address Moira.
"It's fine," Harry said. "Your daughter was able to flourish for a long time before I caught up to her."
"Yes, and she would not have been brought home if it was not for her," Moira said. "How long can you stick around?"
"I was hoping to check in on both of the girls and then there are a couple of points of business that I have to deal with," Harry said. "Is Sara here?"
"Yes, she came here to check on Oliva," Moira said. "And it's a pity you can't stick around."
"I would have to agree with Moira. But, I'm sure a man of your stature would have to be very busy, wouldn't you, Mr. Potter?"
Harry turned around and saw a dark-haired man dressed in a business suit approach him. He pretty much cast a shadow wherever he went. The type of man who would leave an impression on pretty much everyone no matter where he ended up going.
"Malcolm Merlyn, I'm a friend of the family, "he said. "And it's an honor to meet you Mr. Potter…would you be any relation to the infamous Amanda and Emily Potter, of Horizon Industries by any chance?"
"Very distantly," Harry said. "I take it they have made an impression on you."
Malcolm smiled and for a second Harry thought he looked straight at the medallion which was hidden underneath Harry's coat. However, the man kept his gaze firmly, looking straight in the eye. Harry saw a man with no fear, and yet, some deep dark secrets across from him. He just could not divine what they were due to the fact that Malcolm's mind kept moving around.
"Yes," Malcolm said. "About as much as business rivals could. But it's all in the spirit of competition. I wouldn't trade it for the world. I wouldn't trade it for anything."
"I'm certain," Harry said.
Malcolm checked his watch and then turned his attention back to Harry. "It was nice meeting you, and we cannot thank you enough for returning Olivia and Sara home. We feared the worst."
The man turned around and walked off into the opposite direction. Harry stood there as Moira went to talk to another guest in the party. He could hear a very obvious sigh coming over the connection.
'So, Malcolm Merlyn?' Harry asked.
'Yes, and keep your eye on him,' Nyssa thought. 'He was a part of the League of Assassins.'
'Don't people normally stay in the League until they are killed,' Rose thought. 'He looks still alive to me.'
'He's tricky,' Nyssa said. 'Very slimy as well, so I would keep an eye on him.'
Sara smiled and moved over towards Harry. There were several eyes on them. Harry and Sara made their way up the stairs to a balcony area. The moment they arrived, Harry put up a field around it.
'Anyone who tries to come up here will have a sudden desire to use the toilet,' Harry thought. 'Which will pass by the time that they get there.'
'Magic can be amazing,' Sara said. 'So, how did the meeting with Lily go?'
'Pretty good, especially since she brought me this.'
Sara could not believe it unless she saw it with her own eyes. The Tengu Medallion flashed in front of her eyes in the box. They had four of the other six, not counting the Dragon of course. Only the Phoenix and the Merfolk medallion remained.
'So, how's the reunion gone for you?' Harry asked.
'Decent enough,' Sara responded. 'I had to convince my bodyguards to stick to the shadows. They can be devoted, almost too devoted.'
Having a small army of blindingly beautiful and competent women had their perks. Not when trying to keep off the grid, however.
X-X-X
Tess continued her research for the Medallion. Shado stepped up from behind her. The look on Shado's face indicated she was pretty happy for some reason. Tess stopped short of the door and leaned back to get a full look at Shado's face. Sure enough, she looked pretty happy for some reason.
"Harry found one of the medallions," Shado said. "Not the Merfolk Medallion, unfortunately, but it's the Tengu Medallion."
Every moment they passed which no one found the Merfolk medallion put the entire world in some kind of grave peril. Tess did not want to be the one to bring up this dark point, but there could be some trouble if it was not found.
"That's some good news," Tess said. "I just wish that all of the medallions were out of circulation and into their proper hands. The seven should stand strong as one."
Shado nodded and smiled. The two of them hoped to get one step closer to finding another one of the missing medallions. The second most hidden medallion after the Phoenix medallion which the legends stated ended up in the vacuum of space. The medallion had to have been heavily guarded by someone.
'The Phoenix would have had to have the strongest, most powerful guardians to hold onto her medallion,' Shado thought.
She only could guess what powers it had. Reality altering was a common one as it could reshape the entire fabric of life itself.
"So, is your friend going to help us?" Shado asked.
"If she's willing to talk, she might," Tess said. "I can be very persuasive if I want to be."
Shado had no doubt about Tess's abilities to get what she wanted out of any situation. She moved back a couple of steps and allowed Tess to open up the library doors. Those doors were their way to trying to figure out what needed to be done.
"Is anyone here?"
No one answered the question at all. Shado turned to Tess. Tess moved up to the front desk. Several books covered the shelves. Some of the tombs looked very old in a language which Tess could not decipher. Those words in them, one of them, could bring them one step closer to uniting the medallions with their owners.
"We want your help," Shado said. "It could save a lot of innocent lives."
The world behind the desk took a very shy and extremely awkward step. Her heart beat extremely fast. She looked very much like a librarian with some very unsubtle awkwardness when she moved into position. The woman took a step closer towards them, the pinnacle of an awkward smile approaching her face.
"Lori, isn't it?" Shado asked.
"Yes," Lori said. "Are you…you're here for a reason! No one comes to this library without a reason."
"No one comes to any place without a reason," Shado interjected in. "But, yes, we're here for a reason. We are hoping you might have known anything about this lost medallion."
The medallion flashed on the piece of paper. The visible reaction of discomfort from Lori's face came. She took a deep breath when looking at him.
"The Merfolk Medallion of one of the chosen generals of the Dragon," Tess said. "Surely you must have heard of the legend. Would I be wrong to say you did?"
Lori shook her head and had to sit back in the chair. She reached over and pulled out a cup of coffee to pour it with some very shaky hands. It took every bit of her self-control not to lose all sense of her bearings as hard as might have been.
"I thought that I was going to be able to finally leave that life ago," Lori said. "I escaped."
Shado knew she was a refugee by the nervousness she exhibited and the fear of going back to Atlantis. She put a soft hand on Lori's to try to calm the girl down.
"It's okay, just take a deep breath," Shado said. "You don't have to tell us right now, you just…tell us when you're ready?"
Lori felt she already said too much. What if they had been agents working for her? Trying to get their hands on the Merlock Medallion which was the rightful property of their queen? There were so many questions going through the mind of the Atlantean refugee that she really could hardly keep her head above the water.
'Stop it,' she reprimanded herself. 'You're being paranoid.'
Just because she was paranoid, did not necessarily mean she was wrong. Was she wrong? No, she was not really wrong. Lori drew in a deep breath and let out the breath one more time.
"You can trust us," one of the women said.
Despite those words of reassurance, Lori wasn't really one hundred percent on board with thrusting them. She moved underneath her desk and took a silver crystal out. The crystal did not react in their presence. Lori relaxed a little bit and turned around to go to a bookshelf.
"You can never be too careful."
Given all of what she had been through, Tess understood. Whatever the crystal did, verified that the two could be trusted at enough for Lori to get to work on the shelf and locate the information she needed. She dusted off the book shelf and pulled out a large tomb.
"Atlantis had the medallion a long time ago, but they hid it at one of their outposts to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands," Lori said. "There are many on dry land as you might have guessed."
They did, in fact, guess that fact. Lori flipped through the pages of the library book and drew in her breath.
"Unfortunately, problems between Atlantis and the Surface World have caused those posts to be abandoned," Lori said. "And therefore, we departed them. A few people have used them as a means to store things. And the medallion is one of them."
"Is there a way to locate the medallion?" Tess asked.
"There's a ritual," Lori said. "But it requires the blood of the Dragon and at least three of his companions to divine the location of the medallion."
Shado thought that did not seem so bad.
"And those three will have to have already been bonded to their medallions," Lori continued.
A bit more of a problem, as only Kara and Sara had been bonded to their medallions. Gwen decided not to take the plunge, not having worked up the nerve for it. It was one of the cosmic ironies that the girl could be deemed worthy of the Spider Medallion was arachnophobic, slightly at least.
The Tengu Medallion still as in play, and Shado hoped that her love would find a way to get the medallion into the right hands.
"We have two of the three companions and the Dragon," Shado said.
"You'll need three, I'm afraid," Lori said. "If you want to divine a location…and it must be done underneath the full moon as well."
Nothing was ever simple, unfortunately, with a ritual. Still, hopefully, they would have the third girl they needed. Lori brought a book out with shaky hands.
"If you…if you find her….please make the people who imprisoned her pay," Lori replied in a very shaky voice.
Three members of Talia's Elite Guard surrounded the Daughter of the Demon. She pulled a blindfold over her eyes and pulled a sword from the sheath. Her hand turned about while motioning for them to come after her.
"Attack me."
The three members of the Elite Guard jumped in for an attack. On instinct, Talia turned around to block the first attack. The second attack came inches away from slicing into the side of her head. Talia flipped herself up into the air and stuck a very precise landing down behind one of her adversaries.
Talia's attacker let out a deep breath which clued in the woman to her position. The Daughter of the Demon turned her hand a fraction of an inch to the side and caught her enemy with a sidelong glance. The attacker doubled over with Talia coming back with another attack to drop her enemy down to the ground.
One of the attackers came inches away to try and drive in with a very predictable attack. Talia moved around and blocked the attacker from coming in one more time. She took the attacker to the ground, disarmed her of the weapon, and used both swords to back off her adversaries.
"I thought I was going to get a challenge, "Talia said. "This is not what I trained you for. I want a real fight against you!"
The assassins backed off and one of them flung a dagger at Talia. Talia dodged out of the way. She enjoyed being kept on her toes. The Daughter of the Demon whipped the sword in her hand and obliterated the blade of her attacker to knock him back down onto the ground.
The sound of steel clanging together lasted several more minutes. Talia handicapped herself by only using her left arm which gave her more of a challenge. She needed to be the very best for when the Dragon was going take the reins and take control of the world.
"Again!"
The three members of the Elite Guard rushed towards Talia one more time. Talia blocked the blade from driving into the side of her head. The members of the Elite Guard switched up their attacks. Talia responded by switching up her defenses. She cracked one of the members of the Elite Guard down on the back of the head and toppled him to the ground.
"And it's time."
The members of the Elite Guard backed off. Were they shown mercy? Hardly. Talia just grew bored of their attacks. She removed the blindfold.
"Keep practicing," Talia told them. "Next time I want a challenge."
The three women dropped down to their knees and bowed before their leader. They remained on their knees for several minutes until Talia motioned for them to get up. The three women departed from the room and had been replaced by Ruve.
"You've found something?" Talia asked.
"It can wait," Ruve said. "Harry Potter is here to see you."
Talia decided that anything other than meeting Harry could wait. She waited for her servant to part the way and Talia came up to greet Harry.
"Beloved, it is good to see you're here," Talia said. "But, unfortunately, I don't think this is a social call."
Harry took her hand and kissed the top of them. The two made their way up the stairs where Talia had the perfect location where they would not be disturbed. They stopped and Talia waited to make sure no one was around. She looked down the hallway and to her right before turning back to Harry.
"My apologies," Talia said. "You can never be too careful."
Harry just waved it off and sat on the chair Talia offered him. He reached into his robe and pulled out a box. The Tengu Medallion flashed in front of her face. Talia had been taken aback.
"You managed to liberate that from the Triad?" Talia asked. "I'm sorry, if I doubted your abilities, but…"
The Daughter of the Demon trailed off. Every time she thought that the Dragon impressed her beyond all belief, he pulled it out.
"I had some help," Harry said. "It was quite fortunate that this fell into the hands of the person that I got it from, and not HIVE."
Agitation flickered briefly on the face of Talia. She tried to hold her breath in and keep her temper calm.
"Thankfully," Talia said. "They remained like cockroaches, unfortunately."
Out of all of the disagreements Talia and Nyssa had, and there were many, one thing they could not disagree from was the fact HIVE was cancer to the world. Every time they thought HIVE reached an end, they managed to find a different way to return.
"Darhk's back."
Another piece of news dropped on her which Talia did not want to hear in her life. She reached into a cabinet which had several bottles of wine. The skilled warrior considered it for a second before shutting the cabinet. Her green eyes fell back onto Harry's own eyes.
"Some people don't stay on the ground when they should," Talia said.
The way Talia framed her statement caused Harry to give her a smile. "And if I was completely honest, Darhk looked like someone who crawled out of the ground."
"I'm not really surprised," Talia said. "He's been brought back by…that force Nyssa talked to me about."
The Daughter of the Demon and several warriors could feel something lingering around on the margins. They were taunted, stalked, harassed in every way possible. Talia did not know what to make of this. She just had to play it one step at a time.
"Either you or Nyssa could be the potential holder of the Tengu Medallion."
Talia raised an eyebrow. She would have been honored if the medallion would have chosen her. A part of her thought it might not be wise to get her hopes up. Regardless, the intoxicating power coming off of the medallion drew Talia's attention directly onto it.
"And you want me to try and see if the medallion reacts to me, don't you?" Talia asked.
"You're not taking it with ill-intention in mind," Harry said. "If it doesn't react to you in any way, then you will be fine."
Talia nodded and stretched her hand out. Now, came the moment of truth. Either ultimate power, or ultimate disappointed, but either way, she would know. Talia touched her fingertips of the medallion and waited for it to happen.
Nothing, absolutely nothing, and Talia could not help, but feel the disappointment go through her body. So close to achieving the power, and yet dragged so far away from holding it.
"It's either Nyssa, or neither of us," Talia said. "I figured as much."
"You seem relieved?" Harry asked.
"Not prepared to take that kind of power," Talia said. "And perhaps it's a good sign that I haven't taken that kind of power."
She could sense Ruve waiting out of the office door. Talia walked over and opened it to see her new subordinate waiting for her.
"Now that our business is concluded, you can tell us what you wanted to," Talia said.
"There's a HIVE outpost that I've uncovered through one of my contacts," Ruve said. "It's in Smallville. I'm not certain where."
Harry could make some guesses. He could only imagine what HIVE had been planning to do in Smallville.
A dark haired woman in her mid-fifties flipped through a diary on her lap. It detailed some of the past exploits of a member of her family. An intrigued eyebrow had been raised the further this particular woman turned through the diary on her lap.
The Teague line had been looking for three artifacts of immense power. The Stones of Power, depending on what legend you believe, either had the ability to make gods or control them. Genevieve Teague, in particular, looked towards the stones with an unquenchable lust for power.
Each generation, that lust of power grew even more. Genevieve received some strong hints that the Stones of Power were close by. The descendant of the woman who refused to give her ancestor the stones lived and breathed. Genevieve tapped her fingers against the book and read the account of the woman being burned at the stake. No matter how many times she read this, hope came for another hint.
There had been no hints, and she returned to square one.
"And yet, you look at the past. Unaware that the answers are here in the present, closer than you think."
The voice sounded both familiar, but the middle-aged woman could not place it. She looked at her and saw nothing. The door was still shut from where she was. A steady breath coming from Genevieve Teague occurred when she tried to reconcile the fact that there was nothing out of the ordinary out there. She was just being paranoid, there was nothing that will harm her.
'It must be all of those sleepless nights,' she reasoned.
"Life after life, generation after generation, you continue to chase the own obsessions. Obsessions which always lead to your damnation and the damnation of the ones who you hold dear."
Steadily looking up from the book, Genevieve came face to face with the demented face of a man with an unruly beard and greasy hair. He dressed like a southern preacher, which the shirt ripped open to reveal a steady amount of rotting flesh underneath. The woman let out her breath in a very pained manner when looking at him.
"Just who are you?"
"Recall who I am, and you know why I'm here," the man said in his mysterious tone.
The reflection in the mirror showed this man was behind her. Genevieve reached in the drawer and turned her to the man. The man extended his arms out, almost as if trying to draw her in to do something. The gun held in her hand was a warning to him.
"Are you going to greet an old ally like this?" he asked. "Or have your obsession with the stones twisted you to a level that has corrupted your mind?"
Genevieve answered his question with a bullet. The bullet flew directly through his head almost like it was like a puff of smoke. She fired a couple more times at the monster standing and looking at her. Those bullets passed through him and connected through the wall.
"What are you?" she asked.
"Search in your soul, and you'll know the answers," the figure said. "Your bullets cannot harm what is already dead. Nothing other than the darkest magic possible."
The bullet shells laying on the ground at the feet of the man answered the question and raised several more unsettling thoughts in the woman's mind.
"What do you want?" she asked.
The Deacon responded with an insidious round of laughter. The laughter made the skin crawl to the point where Genevieve had to double check to ensure that maggots did not run across her skin. The moment she stopped making the check, her attention turns towards the Deacon.
"It's not what I want. I'm the guiding light those who have been corrupted by the sin of greed. And the sin of pride, which is your greatest virtue and you're most damning failing, Countess."
This particular name coughed the woman off guard. Something familiar flickered in her mind. The hideous man smiled back at her.
"I see you recall it, even if you do not admit," he said. "The promise you made to me and my master, where you would be able to walk time after time until you got your hands on the Stones of Power."
"And I can help you."
Another figure came in the room with a gaunt looking face. Genevieve had no idea how these people kept entering her locked and very secure house. The gun proved to be as much use as it did the first time.
"Darhk?" the woman asked in surprise. "Damien Darhk."
"Yes," he said. "I'm pretty pleased to meet one of my former business associates again. And while you've chased men for the stars and trappings of power from alien stones, I've kept my aims a bit firmer to the ground. But, perhaps we can help each other."
"The Stones?" Genevieve asked. "You know where the stones are?"
The tone of her voice was very amusing to be perfectly honest. Darhk chuckled.
"I can locate them, in exchange for your knowledge on where the Merfolk Medallion is," Darhk said. "One of the fabled treasures of Atlantis can be used as a bargaining chip to defeat a more pressing nuisance. I know you know where the outpost is. And I don't want to tear up this sleepy little town to find it."
Even though this sleepy little tower was a lot less common and mundane than Darhk would really want to give it credit for. His face shifted into a very crisp looking smile. The look of greed in the woman's eyes told Darhk she was hooked.
Harry always presented a convincing argument for her to come and see him. The theory he had regarding the medallion and who it could be for, was an extremely interesting one. It was hard to say whether or not it was true until they figured it out.
'Do you think it's you?' Sara asked.
'Well, what do you think?' Nyssa thought. 'You have your memories back after you joined up with the White Canary Medallion.'
Nyssa stopped at the edge of the path and took in the air in Smallville. Sure the town had its fair share of weirdness, but it was a very nice place to visit. Leaves blew on the path in front of her as Nyssa crossed the gates to make the trip over to the caves.
Things were very nice, and Nyssa hoped that they would remain nice. She had a feeling of something happening. The wind continued to blow across the back of her hair when approaching the cave. The Daughter of the Demon approached the caves.
'Sara?' Nyssa asked.
'That's a pretty good question, actually,' Sara thought a moment later. 'And to be honest, I don't really know. The Tengu holder has her face covered in most of the memories'
'And in most of the books,' Shado chimed in.
'So, wait,' Kara said. 'Do you think it's because of the magic…actually, never mind. You knew that Sara was the White Canary before she even got ahold of the medallion.'
'At least we know that the Merfolk and Phoenix medallion holders have red hair,' Rose chimed in.
They really would have to thank themselves for that small favors. Regardless, Nyssa stepped into the cave and got a really good look. The depictions of the paintings on the cave made Nyssa very impressed. They came to life and struck Nyssa completely speechless. Her mouth hung open for a second.
Harry rose to his feet from where he was. The two of them met with Harry putting his hands on either side of Nyssa's face. He pushed in with a kiss. The kiss caused a stronger pull than normal thanks to the intense feelings coming from the magic swimming around the cave.
Nyssa dropped down to the ground and allowed the breath to leave her body. There were times where you just had to step back and smile in excitement.
"I've been taking a look at this cave," Harry said. "And there are more secrets than I realized at first in these walls."
The skilled warrior could only begin to speculate what those secrets would be. Naturally, it would be hard to say without any certainty what those secrets were. Otherwise, the secrets of the cave would not have been secrets at all, at least what Nyssa figured in her mind.
"I'm certain," Nyssa said in a very breathless voice. "What have you determined?"
Harry was only too happy to elaborate on her question. The bright light coming from the cave walls only stunned Nyssa for a few seconds, before she returned the focus to Harry.
"My mother told me when I met her I had the power to walk through dimensional barriers when I fully tapped into the medallion," Harry said. "And doing a few little experiments verified this. I believe at certain points, when the planets are completely aligned, I should be able to step through the walls of the cave and be anywhere in the multiverse."
"Have you tested that theory yet?" Nyssa asked.
Unfortunately, Harry did not test that particular theory yet. He would have to be honest, stepping through dimensional barriers without any sense of where he was going was pretty risky even for him.
"And Talia might have mentioned why you're here," Harry said.
Nyssa snapped out of her thoughts about the possibilities of interdimensional travel.
"Yes. She came up negative on the medallion. Now, it's my turn to see if it will work."
"Are you ready?"
Nyssa answered with a nod. She was ready as ever for the medallion. Harry opened up the box and held out the medallion. The medallion touched Nyssa's bare hand and for a few seconds, they waited, to see what would happen next.
A flash of light erupted from Nyssa and bathed her in bright light. The medallion caused her to see power beyond all comprehension. Darkness which both chilled her and excited her at the same time brought a new feeling inside of Nyssa's body.
"You're the one," Harry said.
The energy passing through Nyssa increased. She felt a swelling of increased life through her. She approached Harry and ensnared him in a very tight embrace. Their lips connected with each other, with one of the most powerful and passionate kisses imaginable. Nyssa's warm lips pressed over Harry's with the powerful wizard returning fire. His hands grabbed Nyssa and pulled her into the very steady, very passionate embrace. The kiss increased between both of the lovers.
"Yes," Nyssa moaned.
The kiss took them to an entirely new level. Nyssa needed Harry and practically tore at his clothes. A flash of light followed and both of them were in a bedroom.
"I figured this would happen," Harry commented.
Nyssa did not say anything. Her hands slowly shifted down and undid the buckle of Harry's pants. She dropped them down to the ground and waited for Harry's manhood to be dragged out for her consumption.
Her body burned up and Harry helped her alleviate some of the fire by stripping off her clothes. The stunning assassin took her breathing back a little bit.
Now they landed on the bed, with Harry crawling on top of her. Their nude bodies pressing together, ready to join at any second.
S-S-S
The sensations brought on by Harry kissing Nyssa, touching her, biting down on her lip, it caused Nyssa to lose all sense of herself. Harry drove his tongue between Nyssa's warm lips and sent his tongue further into her mouth with each stroke.
He touched her. Nyssa did not want to wait. She wanted him right now. The energy pulsed through her body the further Harry worked her over. Her nipples stuck up and Harry responded by their call for attention by pinching them. Nyssa shivered underneath Harry's touch when he rolled his fingers over the top of her standing nipples. Harry kissed her deeply and caused her to gasp in pleasure the more he worked himself over her.
"Beloved," Nyssa breathed.
Her thighs parted and Harry spent time servicing every nook and cranny of the beautiful body underneath him. The dark-haired temptress reacted every time Harry touched her. Nyssa reacted to his touch. Her heated loins rose up to meet him.
Harry started to take the plunge and left her hanging for a second. The thick cock worked circles around Nyssa's welcoming slit. She spread her thighs about as far as she could to invite Harry inside of her. His balls rose up and settled against her. Harry pulled almost halfway back and plunged his rod inside of her scorching slit.
Nyssa closed eyes when feeling Harry's swollen rod entering her body. Harry lifted up and drove his massive cock inside of her body. Her warm walls clutched around his prick with a few pushes. Nyssa worked her thighs shut and squeezed his manhood.
"You're already gushing," Harry said. "The bonding process must have done a number on you."
Those beautiful hands caressed Harry's back and brought pleasure to him as well. The feeling of his balls being tickled and tempted spurred Harry on as well. He kissed Nyssa's lips, which tasted like a fine drink. The taste of ambrosia filled Harry's mouth when thrusting down into the woman underneath him.
Nyssa did not say anything. She just felt and she just did. The warmth rose up in her body. So much pleasure, with her body being able to take a very solid pounding with Harry's hard rod slamming into her body. She stretched out with Harry rising almost all the way out of her.
"Time for you to release it, don't hold anything back," Harry said.
Nyssa did not intend to hold anything back. Some magical force dragged her beloved's hard cock inside of her warm pussy. Harry drove his hard cock inside of Nyssa's very warm and very inviting pussy. He touched her breasts and pinched two juicy nipples which stood up to be sucked on. Harry treated them like the fine peaks that they were. He licked Nyssa's nipple and lowered his rod inside of her warm, gripping pussy. Harry rose up almost out of her and then slid all the way down to her to feel her cum.
The feeling of a pent-up explosion rocked Nyssa's body. She squeezed and took Harry into her depths. He continued to plunge inside of her womanhood with a hard spike.
"Mmm, yes!" Nyssa said.
Her orgasm faded and opened the door for another one. And open was what Nyssa did, to feel Harry's mighty cock spear down into her. His cock head touched her womb, brushing up against him. Those balls expanded past capacity. He pushed inside of Nyssa with a series of hard thrusts into the body.
Nyssa tightened her walls around him and Harry kept slamming into her body. The slickness and the nice and tight feeling of her loins caused Harry's orgasm to build inside of her. The young man thrust his hard cock into the body underneath of her.
The clenching of Harry's balls grew even tenser yet. He touched Nyssa's chest. The very responsive nipples stuck into Harry's fingers. He pushed deep inside of Nyssa and stretched her womanhood. He pushed into her.
"Let it go," Harry said.
The feeling of her womanhood releasing its juices made Harry just drive himself harder. Her slick juices made Harry's balls ache and clench as hard as possible. He planted inside of her with a few hard thrusts, pushing inside of Nyssa's tightening loins.
Harry pulled almost all the way out of her loins and slid his hard inside of her body. He pumped her full of cum, driving it into her body.
Nyssa drew Harry's cum inside of her. The orgasm never ended, and she craved as much as possible. Her entire body felt a rush of adrenaline when feeding off of the power. Harry touched Nyssa's nipples and got her really going. She took him inside of her. Their bodies pressed as hard together as possible.
She was able to take his cock into her with the right kind of ease and tightness. Nyssa milked Harry's balls with more thrusts. He finally pulled out of her.
"More."
Harry rolled over onto his back and Nyssa climbed onto the top of him. She was ready to go even more and she was he. Nyssa eased down pussy first onto his throbbing hard cock. Harry touched Nyssa and dropped her down onto his mighty hard cock.
The two connected with each other. Nyssa rose up and dropped her hips down onto Harry. The young man stretched Nyssa's warm pussy. She stretched around him and released him with a few steady drops.
She timed the drops just ride to make both herself and her lover feeling really good. Harry teased her breasts and squeezed them. Nyssa sank down onto Harry with a repeated series of drops. Her walls pumped around onto him.
"This feels good," Harry said. "Go ahead, let it all out. Just draw on the power and cum harder than you have cum ever before."
Nyssa planted her pussy down onto Harry. Their loins connected together with each other. Every twitch of his balls made Nyssa grow more intense.
"My beloved, I'm cumming," Nyssa said.
"Don't hold back, cum for me," Harry told her.
Their bodies pressed together with Nyssa coming down onto Harry. Her slickening walls grabbed Harry and pulled him inside of her. Harry drove his hard cock inside of her body with a few swift pumps. His balls tightened and were about ready to be released inside of Nyssa.
He held back just as much despite the warmth of Nyssa's body dropping up and down on his cock. Nyssa dropped down onto Harry's might rod to work him over the edge.
The energy surrounding their bodies caused their nerve endings to explode in lust. Nyssa could feel her body dropping down onto Harry's rod and stretching herself out onto him. Her gushing continued with a long and hard drop onto him.
"Yes, I am," Nyssa breathed under her breath. "Damn…all of this…."
She knew Harry was talented. Now her body reacted to his mind and his hands now more than ever. And she manipulated him just as well. Nyssa slid down to the base of his cock and milked him. Her dampening walls lowered down onto him.
"Don't think, just feel."
Nyssa felt like nothing else. Harry pinched the nipples of Nyssa to make her come undone like she never had cum before. Nyssa lowered herself down onto Harry and milked his rod with a few more pumps. Her loins kept taking Harry inside of her.
Their loins connected with Harry releasing himself inside of Nyssa. His balls slapped against her and injected cum inside of Nyssa. Nyssa took herself down onto him, moaning hungrily.
"Give me everything."
Nyssa dropped her hands onto Harry's torso and drilled herself down onto him. Her loins milked the cum from his balls. He kept injecting inside of her.
They came together, and while they were not done, they hit a huge peak as Nyssa's body became assimilated to the gifts of the medallion.