Chapter Fifty-Two: Stealing Moments.
The bonding process put a smile on Nyssa's face. The first rays of sunlight came into the room and caused Nyssa to snap back out of a process where she slumbered. To be perfectly honest, Nyssa could not remember how she got into this bed from the one she was in with Harry last night.
The skilled assassin and now the holder of the Tengu Medallion kicked up out of bed. Nyssa grabbed Harry's shoulder and smiled when pushing herself up and out of bed. The Daughter of the Demon spent the next couple of minutes adjusting to the sunlight which poured into the room. She had new abilities. A part felt a bit stronger and a far bit better to take the world.
"Slept well?"
Time passed with Nyssa snapping out of her thoughts to come across her beloved's smiling face. The Daughter of the Demon slid forward and turned around to come face to face with Harry. Nyssa put a hand deep on Harry's waist and smiled at him.
"Always."
Nyssa would have wanted to do more other than sleep. She leaned in closer and touched Harry's lips to hers. The kiss lingered for a long moment. Despite wanting it to last forever, despite Nyssa wanting to do more, she swung her legs out of bed. Nyssa stepped over to move towards the dresser and scoop up some clothes.
"Sara and Kara should be on their way soon," Harry said.
The skilled warrior turned around with a flicker of a smile spreading across her face. "Then, I won't be too long to do so."
Harry moved to the bathroom on the opposite side to get cleaned up. Normally, he would share a shower with Nyssa. Today, business came before pleasure. No matter how much Harry wanted to indulge himself in Nyssa after the passionate exchange they had last night, Harry needed to be reasonable. Three girls held the medallions and one, well she was going to decide to take hold of her medallion soon.
'Three down, four counting Gwen,' 'Harry thought. 'Two more to go.'
The powerful wizard slipped on a casual shirt and a pair of pants. He made his way past the staircase into the sitting room. Kara already popped up, dressed in a red tank top and a pair of blue jeans. Her blue jean jacket sat across the table. The medallion rested on her neck to draw attention to the girl.
Kara jumped up to great Harry with a warm hug. She stepped back to allow Harry to take his place on the couch.
"Sara's on her way," Kara said.
'Yes,' Sara confirmed. 'Laurel's covering for me thankfully. It's good to have her in the know. There are already a lot of people asking questions about where I've been. And there was a creepy guy outside of my father's house.'
'Did you get a good look at his face?' Harry asked.
Frustration mounted if Sara's prominent sigh was any indication. The girl on the other end of the bond link answered in negative.
'No, Dad ran him off,' Sara thought. 'He didn't recognize the man. Never got a good look at the man's face, but I'm pretty sure whoever he answers to isn't exactly the most savory of people.
Kara stood up to meet Nyssa. The two fellow medallion holders embraced the moment they met each other in the center of the room.
"Welcome back," Kara said.
"I'm glad to be back."
The two parted ways and awaited their third medallion hold, out of the ones who claimed the medallion, any way to show up. The doors opened and Nyssa stood up to greet Sara at the moment.
Sara was not the one who walked through the door. The person who walked through the door lingered in the doorway with a smile on her face.
"Shado, welcome," Harry said. "Sorry, we were just waiting for Sara."
"No apologies great one," Shado said. "And I'm glad to see a third medallion has been claimed."
Shado gave Nyssa her congratulations in a hug. Nyssa took much more from the other woman by planting a very hungry kiss on her lips. Shado allowed her to do it, knowing that until her body got used to the medallion, Nyssa would be on a trigger which would need satisfaction constantly.
"I, with the help of Miss Mercer, have uncovered a way to locate the Merfolk medallion within the next few days," Shado said. "The ritual will have to be done on the full moon to ensure it is pulled off to a high level of accuracy."
Harry found himself not completely surprised. Most rituals would need to be pulled off upon the full moon to be completely accurate. The doors opened to stop Shado's speech. Sara made her way in and smiled. Nyssa moved over to allow Sara to take her spot between herself and Harry. Kara sat on Harry's right side, while Sara sat on his left side. Shado stood in the back of the room.
"Did I miss anything? "Sara asked.
"I was informing them of the ritual to locate the Merfolk Medallion," Shado told them. "It can be found on the full moon. And it requires the blood of three of the holders of the medallions."
Harry's surprise became less at this bit of news. Many rituals pointed to some usage of blood. So, naturally, this ritual would be no different at all.
"So, it will need the blood of Kara, Sara, and Nyssa," Harry said, making sure he knew this was right.
"Will my blood cause complications due it being different?" Kara asked.
"It shouldn't," Nyssa said. "You are the holder of the medallion. And I think we've figured out that our blood is more unique than the blood of most other people."
Shado picked up where Nyssa had left off. "It will need Harry's blood as well to seal it."
Five days, it could be five days. Five days crept up before they located the woman who had the second to last medallion. Then, they could go from there.
Hailey sat out on a bench in a nice park. She could see the country side in Smallville from there. The nice open fields stretched out in every direction. The sounds of children at play brought a smile to Hailey's face. The leaves falling from the trees and the scent of freshly baked apple pie continued to deepen that smile. Hailey reached down and caught one of the fallen leaves.
It might have been at the end of its life cycle but it looked completely beautiful. Hailey thought autumn was an appropriate season. Times have changed and Hailey could hardly wait to see how much everything changed around them.
Her mother and sister finally reunited with each other. Hailey met one of her cousin's for the first time, one of the two which she bothered to remember. A specter might have loomed over the family. Hailey refused to live in fear at that specter.
'He's going not going to get the better of me,' Hailey thought.
Haunting dreams came into Hailey's mind about what could happen if the Dragon failed to acquire all seven medallions and unite his generals together. She tried in despair not to focus on the bad things. Despite that being there, there were some really real fears.
'Harry won't fall,' Hailey reminded herself. 'He's better than good. He's simply amazing. Nothing will allow him to fall. Nothing at all.'
Speak of the devil, and he shall arrive. Harry stepped a few inches next to Hailey and sat down on the bench next to her. Hailey could feel Harry's presence near her. He did not even need to touch Hailey to allow the younger of two sisters to feel the presence.
That was true power no question about it. Hailey gave him an acknowledgment of knowing the powerful sorcerer's presence.
"Nice day out, isn't it?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Hailey said. "It's the perfect day to just get your thoughts together. And unfortunately, I have a lot of them to get together right now."
"The visions?" Harry asked.
To be perfectly honest, the visions were something which came in handy when it was something Hailey could understand. Hailey felt the visions could be a problem when they bombarded her mind with a random stream of consciousness until she was pretty sure her ears started to bleed.
"They came in handy once, I guess," Hailey said. "I don't think that we would have located Holly without them…okay, you might have, I know. Guess, I could have jumped the gun."
"Maybe," Harry told her. "Maybe not. You went with your instincts. Most people don't realize is your instincts are actually not the worst thing to go with. It's just when you start questioning your instincts is when the problems start arising."
Hailey answered with a very evident nod and swallowed a lump in her throat.
"I'm just glad they worked out for the better," Hailey said. "And Mia…she didn't ask too many questions to complicate the issue. And that issue is complicated enough, wouldn't you say?"
Harry would have to agree. He put a hand firmly on Hailey's shoulder. Hailey dropped her head off to one side to rest in on Harry's shoulder. It took Haley approximately a minute of having her head on Harry's shoulder to realize what happened. She pulled away from Harry and looked on with an embarrassing smile.
"Sorry."
"Don't apologize," Harry said. "You're just confused and frustrated."
Hailey decided not to do what she really wanted to do to Harry right here and right now. She envisioned a perfect world surrounded around him.
"Yes, that's for sure," Hailey said. "My older sister's back and she's more broken than the visions will end up making me if I don't find a way to get them in line."
Harry wrapped an arm around Hailey's waist. Hailey pushed herself against Harry and smiled at the warmth coming from him.
"How is she doing by the way?" Harry asked. "I haven't heard from her in a couple of days?"
"Fine. She's fine. She went off with mother and they had a lot of catching up to do. And I had the chance to leave but I wanted to stay in Smallville to figure out a couple of things."
Harry understood why Mia decided to leave with Charlotte to help and why Hailey stuck around with Harry. Those two things were very obvious. What was less obvious was exactly how these visions were affecting Hailey?
"Back to these visions?"
Intense breathing caused Hailey to come around. Harry was holding her in tight and made the teenager feel a little bit more relaxed.
"You're just going to have to come to terms of your abilities," Harry said. "And first, we need to understand what triggers these visions."
Hailey nodded. She had been struggling to figure that out.
"I have some meditation exercises we can go through. But first, relax, and take a deep breath. Focus on something very pleasant."
The younger girl lapsed in a dazed state when Harry helped her relax and become one with herself and her mind. Finally, Hailey would come to terms with these abilities.
Talia moved back and practiced the sword motions against the practice dummy. It was more of an exercise to keep herself occupied during those slow moments than an exercise to do anything practical. The dummies just sat there, did not fight back. Talia whipped her hand back a couple of inches and then came across the dummy one more time. Talia envisioned the enemies coming around her. Talia made some motions and more dummies flickered into the room. The rune stones carved on the wall allowed the dummies a small level of defensive capabilities.
'They haven't returned yet?' Nyssa asked.
'Unfortunately,' Talia thought. 'This is a fact-finding mission. If they haven't run into HIVE, they should be back a little bit later.'
Talia knew better than to say that things had gone according to plan. Those words were the ones often last spoken by fools. She closed her eyes.
'The training area is decent,' Talia commented. 'And Harry did an adequate job in putting everything together. It's just that….well….'
The Daughter of the Demon bounced into the air and slammed the sword into the shoulder of one of the practice dummies. The dummy healed through magic, showing only a gash where Talia's sword had driven through it. Talia moved back and turned around.
'Nothing can beat the rush of fighting a human adversary?' Nyssa asked.
'Precisely' Talia thought.
She did want to discount anything Harry did. Just that, actual human enemies, and skilled ones could be better than practice dummies. One of the dummies blocked the shot and knocked Talia back a couple of inches. Talia readjusted her footing and came back at the attacker.
The swipe of the sword came through the chest of the practice dummy. Talia moved back and went in for another attack. The Daughter of the Demon kicked back a notch and jumped up before bringing another attack into the chest plate of her adversary.
"Cease!" Talia yelled.
The practice dummies snapped into place. Talia took a deep breath. They were going to need a little bit of fine tuning.
'I'll try and program them with some better fighting skills next time,' Harry offered. 'Of course, there's only so much that you can do when they're objects and not actual people.'
Talia inclined her head in affirmation. The sound of several figures arriving outside of the door caught Talia's attention. She reached towards the sheath to pull out a sword. Three women dressed in black approached the other side of the door.
Three knocks, in succession, and in an equal planned rhythm followed by each of the women saying a passcode in Arabic in succession. You could never be too careful. Once everything had been done to her liking, Talia reached in and pulled the door open.
Enough space allowed the three women to step into the training room. They descended to their knees before their mistress. Talia extended a hand towards them and motioned for them to rise to a standing position.
"Report."
"We have checked out the reported facility," one elite guard member said. "By the time we had a chance to be there, they were all gone. They cleared it out."
Cleared it out, or moved everything to a nearby facility, Talia figured about as much. The Daughter of Ra's al Ghul spent some time looking at the women.
'Darhk is, unfortunately, one step ahead,' Talia thought. 'We won't be able to rest until he is in the ground where he belongs.'
No matter how much Talia hated it, it was hard to deny the fact Darhk slipped away. He might not have been the main authority of HIVE. Obviously, though, he had a lot of power and there was no use in denying it.
"We managed to acquire a book from one of the other facilities," an assassin offered.
Talia took the book in hand and flipped through it. More information regarding some of the same things they knew. Still, it confirmed a couple of things, one of which was the amount of information HIVE acquired on the Merfolk and Phoenix medallions. Also, information on the Tengu Medallion, which they were a step too late.
A figure came up the steps in front of her. Talia inclined her head and viewed her sister standing at the landing. Their eyes met for ten seconds before Talia turned her attention completely to the assassins waiting.
"Leave us."
They left Talia and left enough room for Nyssa to climb up the steps. Both women might have been on better terms lately, but there was still a sense of competitive spirit between them. Talia had been pretty pleased though Nyssa had the medallion on.
"I see you are enjoying the effects of the medallion."
Two skilled warriors moved to the center of the room. The dummies shifted down into the ground just enough to give them a center ring to hone their skills in. Both of them circled around each other. Neither backed down from each other. They refused to take their eyes off of one and other.
"I admit I was disappointed at first," Talia said. "But, I can't help and think this is something you wanted. I know that you think yourself to not be our father's favorite child."
"No," Nyssa said.
Nyssa really did wish to convey to her sister the darker side of Ra's al Ghul in due time. Until this moment came, she would have been facing off with her sister. Both women moved to the center of the ring. Nyssa held the blade out to block her sister's attack. Both of them pushed back with Nyssa coming back and landing behind her sister. Talia immediately moved in.
"Much more challenging than fighting a practice dummy."
Two attempted attacks had been blocked. Nyssa pushed Talia onto her back and then stepped back to allow Talia plenty of room to maneuver. Talia sprung back to the attack and the two of them engaged in a sword fight with each other.
"I should hope I'm better," Nyssa said. "And you need to keep your eye on the ball of this happens."
Talia found herself bombarded with some pheromones which caused her to drop the sword. Nyssa stood with her arms to her side. Her sister frowned and reached down to pick up the sword. It had been very hard to ignore the buzz in her body.
"You've learned some new tricks. Very impressive, but it doesn't matter. You're still going down."
Gwen swung back and forth against the pull-up bars in the gym. She drew in a very deep breath. Gwen dropped down onto the ground and moved over towards the bench to take a seat. The blonde would take a deep breath after a long workout. She rustled through the bag and pulled out a bottle of water.
The medallion stuck out of the top of the bag and practically taunted Gwen. It called to her and dragged Gwen's mind completely in. She knew all about being destined to hold the medallion. Gwen just could not bring herself to pick up and hold it. She dug through the bag with a frown and held it up.
'So tempting,' Gwen thought.
It was hers and that scared Gwen, to be honest. Spiders never were something Gwen felt very comfortable around. The thought of just controlling them made Gwen a little nervous. It was nothing big, to be honest. Gwen thought maybe putting the medallion on them would cause her fears to fade. Or just make them just that much worse.
'We have a fifty-fifty shot here,' Gwen thought. 'You should take the plunge. What's the worst that could happen really? Do you turn into a Spider-Girl with four arms and many eyes? What are the chances of that happening?'
Gwen kept her eyes locked firmly on the medallion. Many questions went through the mind of the young girl. Very few answers came along with those questions. Gwen only briefly paid attention to the sound of someone punching away at a bag off to the side.
The someone stopped punching away at the bag. Gwen did not fully react to the person who joined her until Rose sat down on the side of the bench. She only gave Rose the briefest second of acknowledgment. Rose put a hand on her shoulder.
"You're still going back and forth on that thing, aren't you?"
"Yes," Gwen said. "We all know that the spider medallion is meant for me. We can't argue about that. Still, there's just something about it that's keeping me from putting it on."
Rose squeezed Gwen's hand to get her attention.
"You're not being decisive about what you want. You should either take the medallion or don't take the medallion."
"I don't think that there's a choice about taking the medallion or not taking the medallion. Every time I come close to this thing, it keeps calling to me. It's weird when you really think about it."
It was a very rough spot to be in. Gwen figured there was some kind of expression about how great power and great responsibility come together.
"I'm actually trying to figure out what I should do," Gwen said.
"Are you going to ask what I would do? "Rose asked. "Or are you going to ask what I think you should do?"
Both of those questions sounded a bit loaded. Gwen had been saved the ability to answer by Rose jumping in.
"I would be even more suspicious than you are about a medallion trying to compel me to slip it on. I know it's safe. You know with Harry, Kara, Sara, and Nyssa all having the medallions without any consequences, it's safe. But, still, I'll be afraid that my mind is not strong enough. I don't have the will-power enough."
"I don't think my mind isn't strong enough," Gwen said.
"I didn't say you did," Rose said. "I'm just saying what I would think. It's a good thing I'm not up for one of those medallions."
Rose always stood very close to the edge about ready to slip off. The abyss stared at her. The bond with Harry stabilized her to some extent. Still, the serum in Rose's blood stream caused a very primal part of her to rise and threatened to claw its way out.
"You're not me," Rose said. "Therefore, only you can decide whether or not you can handle the medallion and its power. Are you afraid of spiders? They aren't going to hurt you. Well, other than the really poisonous ones."
Gwen gave Rose a sidelong gaze as if to say she was not helping. Rose just responded a little smile.
"Okay, I'm not the best person to give you smiles and hugs, and tell you everything is going to be alright," Rose said. "You know something, I really not. Especially when I can be one really paranoid bitch."
She touched a hand on Gwen's and gave her a smile in response.
"But, I'm sure those scary spiders are going to be nothing to worry about if you put that medallion," Rose said. "I wouldn't do it. I don't think that I can handle the power. However, you can handle the power. At least, it looks like you can handle the power."
Gwen wondered if it was time to stop being motivated out of fear and start doing things. The medallion clasped gently against her hand with several deep breaths coming from the girl. Yes, she could do this. Yes, she could do this. Gwen kept repeating that in her head like a mantra.
'Yes, I can do this. Just put it on.'
Yet, Gwen could not do this just yet. She heard someone appear next to her. Gwen stood up straight to come face to face with Harry.
"You're still struggling with your fears?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Gwen said. "How can you tell?"
"I see the look in your eye of someone who isn't really being that decisive," Harry said. "The medallion is not going to leave you alone until you put it on."
Gwen sighed, she came to that conclusion a fair amount of time ago. Her heart stammered a little bit. Why would she just not put the medallion on?
"Don't put it on just yet," Harry said.
The brainy blonde jumped in surprise. Her full attention had been turned on Harry with Rose sliding off of the bench to give a significant amount of space for them.
"Why not? I thought you said it wouldn't leave me alone if I didn't put it on."
"Yes, I did," Harry said. "First you need to face your fears."
Prisoners very seldom had any sense of when time passed. The seconds, the moments, the hours, the days, the weeks, the months, the years, each instrument of time just ground by very far. A redheaded woman dressed in rags pressed her face against the cell.
The cells were barren other than a few paintings. One of them depicted the conquering of Atlantis by the new rulers. Every time the prisoner woke up, the image of that painting taunted the woman. Every single time, every single second, out of every single day it taunted the woman.
Not as much as the woman's jailer taunted her. Every few days, without fail, the jailer would come and mock the once proud woman. The taunts kept digging into her mind. How it was her betrayal which caused Atlantis to fall. The last image of the former king was a sense of anguish. The former King fell when defending his people to the very last breath. Right before those warriors put the king down to the ground.
Somewhere in the place, whispers pointed to the fact that the former king of Atlantis had been kept. Hardly a surprise if it was the case. The redhead closed her eyes in sad remembrance. Not like she would be able to get out to verify the rumors anytime soon.
Click, click, click occurred followed by several steps. Mera stretched her neck back when a door opened. Two guards came into the room. One of them wielded a huge spear in his hand. The other did not wield anything other than the hook that he had a hand.
"Stand tall," one of them said. "Your queen is here to see you now."
Mera's face contorted for a moment. Saying that her treacherous sister was now the Queen of Atlantis churned every nerve ending in Mera's stomach. What she would have done to have five minutes.
A woman who resembled Mera, the only difference being purple hair, stepped into the picture. She dressed in the same elegant robes with Mera formally wore. The rest of the royal family of Atlantis emblazoned across her robe. She wielded a magical spear which had been passed down from ruler to ruler.
"Mera, aren't you glad to see your darling sister?" the woman asked.
Nothing other than a burning gaze shot from Mera's eyes at the woman who stared her down from the other side of the cell. Mera would have liked nothing better than to right all of those wrongs.
"Any past between us is no more after you put me inside of this cell," Mera said. "You are delusional if you think you are the rightful Queen of Atlantis after you bullied them all into submission. You disgust me, Hila."
Hila only just smiled and pressed the staff against the bars of the cage. It was completely out of reach for Mera. Otherwise, she would have taken the staff and humbled her sister with it. The two guards on either side of Hila growled until their new queen just smiled.
"Dear sister, you forgot who you were," Hila said. "You forgot the what happens when you forget who you are. You can be fixed. I may have to break you first. You will be fixed though."
Hila moved away from her sister. Now, the tides had turned and she had been the one unwilling to look in Mera's eyes in thinly veiled disgust. Breaths rippled through Hila's body when not turning her attention to the woman on the other end of the cell.
"But, yes, there is something else happening. I can feel it. I know there's a part of who feels it deep down. There's something happening. There's someone coming. And it cannot be stopped, no matter how much I would have liked it to cease."
Times like this, Mera questioned her sister's mental stability. She pushed against the walls of the cell and dropped down onto the cot. The inside of her mouth tasted like cotton from the cell's air.
"Tell me, do you feel him?"
"Who are you talking about?" Mera asked.
The cell bars rattled when Hila struck them. The purple-haired woman glared at her sister who stared back with no fear. If Hila was going to kill Mera, than the imprisoned Queen of Atlantis wished she would have gotten on with it.
"You know full well who you are talking about, my sweet sister."
Mera could only guess what insanity spewed out of Hila's mouth right now. The Queen of Atlantis dropped her gaze to meet the woman who was across from her. The anger flooding from Hila's eyes showed intensity.
"He's coming. He's alive. The Dragon has been sighted all over the world."
The disposed Queen of Atlantis heard the legends of the dragon constantly over the years. There was a huge part of her who did wonder about the truth of them. Her sister's discomfort raised Mera's morale.
Perhaps, a long stint in this prison caused Mera's mind to slowly break. Hila's burning gaze of hatred kept going into her. The staff clutched firmly in Hila's hand. Thoughts of blasting Mera most certainly spread through the mind of the very sadistic woman.
"I'll fix this."
Mera certainly figured that Hila intended to fix this. Fix something she thought was utterly broken beyond all repair.
"You've heard the stories of the Dragon, "Mera said. "He's all powerful."
"No one man is that strong," Hila said. "No one man can stop the surface world from being overrun and half of it being sunk into the sea."
Mera could hardly believe what Hila said. Did the woman's obsession with power run this deep and this maliciously? Mera had no idea and it terrified her to think this was her flesh and blood. The familial relationship the two of them once had faded and crumpled into dust.
"You can't…."
"I rule now," Hila said. "I can. The days of you telling me what to do are over. The days of you telling anyone what to do are now over."
Hila's hands grabbed the edge of the cell. Her eyes bulged out when she drew ever so closer to Mera.
"Your beloved king had a soft spot for the surface world before I killed him. Well, guess what?"
The eyes of two sisters matched in burning hatred.
"Your beloved surface world dies!"
Chapter Fifty-Three: Spectacular.
Gwen did a series of deep breathing exercises when walking to the other side of the cave. Harry told her this little exercise would cause her to get to the root of her insecurities and make certain Gwen would not be afraid ever again. Gwen took Harry's word for it whenever he said something would happen. He was the man who in another lifetime caused this to happen.
Those deep-rooted insecurities from a past life took hold. Regardless though, Gwen thought she waited far too long to put the medallion on. Everyone watching had been very patient with her. Still, if Gwen had been a person on the outside looking in, perhaps she had been more annoyed with herself. And Gwen's annoyance bubbled to the service at her inability to just step up and take control of her own destiny.
"So, I'm really going to do this," Gwen said. "I'm going to really have to do this."
Harry reached into the cave and put a hand on Gwen's shoulder. She had been surprised, but not unpleased at the gesture. Gwen felt a pull towards Harry which only increased her resolve to slip the medallion on. Had it not been for that one last stumbling block affecting her life, Gwen would have put it on right now.
"Let me make one thing clear," Harry said. "Choose what you want to do. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
"No, I don't," Gwen said. "And you're right. I don't have to do this. No matter how much I really want to, I don't have to do this."
Harry gave Gwen a smile of deep encouragement which she appreciated. As with many things, what she was about to say was not precise.
"But, I'm not going to be able to rest until I do this," Gwen said. "You told me that this would cause me to get over my insecurities."
Harry confirmed her statement with a nod. Gwen put her hands on Harry's hands firmly. The two clasped hands. Gwen reached up and took the medallion out of the bag. She wondered one more time whether or not it would have been prudent to slip it on or not.
One more time, Gwen stopped despite the fact that slipping the medallion on would be the most obvious thing in the world.
"You're going to go in there," Harry said. "But, I have to warn you before you do this. You won't be able to go out until you properly face and conquer your fears."
"I understand," Gwen said to him. "And I know the risks of going in there. Trust me, it's going to be fine."
Harry would have argued against it. Gwen knew what she wanted though, she needed to prove how worthy she was in grabbing hold of the medallion.
'You are worthy,' Gwen said. 'But if you want to take the shadow of a doubt out of your mind, now's the time.'
"Are you sure?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," Gwen said. "Let's get this over with."
That did not come out nearly as confident Gwen would hope. Harry put his hand on the cave wall and a bright light started to glow from the edge of the cave.
"Good luck and good fortune," Harry told Gwen.
Gwen somehow thought she would need both to be able to step out of this cave alive. She took a step through the gateway of the cave. The light bathed her for a second. Only a second before pure darkness submerged around Gwen's body.
"Unworthy."
The whispers came around from all sides at Gwen. She could have sworn those whispers sounded like her own voice. They sounded like the thoughts that went through her head.
"Unworthy!"
Another harsh whisper with Gwen not allowing herself to be dragged into self-doubt. Gwen stepped further into the cave and the torches on the wall came up only illuminating the way she needed to walk. Gwen's eyes closed shut and then opened it up.
Was that something dropping on her arm? Gwen really hoped not for her sake. Gwen turned around and a large spider casually lounged on her shoulder. Gwen's shaking hand picked the spider up and threw it onto the ground.
The moment the spider hit the ground, it started to shift. Gwen was going to take a guess that whatever happened was not good.
'No fear. No fear.'
Hailey allowed the wind to sweep over her face when leaning back against the fence of the Kent farm house. She enjoyed this place. It always gave her a fair amount of comfort. Actually, she enjoyed all of Smallville. When Hailey had been given a choice between going on a trip with her mother and staying in Smallville, Hailey picked Smallville one hundred percent every time.
The dark-haired girl's thoughts returned to the visions. Hailey had not received a vision or even a flicker after the one with Holly. Harry warned her not to try and force the visions to come through. Hailey could not help herself from trying to focus on the visions. It was a forbidden fruit trying to push through her thoughts.
All Hailey achieved was throbbing temples and immense frustration. She stopped and took a couple of cleansing breaths. Someone coming around the corner resulted in Hailey to rise up in a hyper sensitive. First, she thought Lana walked down the path between the Potter House and the Kent Farm. One other look at the girl showed a case of mistaken identity.
'Oh right, her.'
The witch who inhabited Lana's body and Hailey did not get off on the right foot. Hailey took a second to keep steady. Nothing to worry about, Harry took care of the witch. Hailey faced the woman without any intimidation in any way whatsoever. Her brown eyes locked onto the blueish-green eyes of Isobel.
"Hailey, isn't it?"
The teenager looked straight into Isobel's eyes and nodded. Those eyes did not have as much malice as Hailey previously thought they had. Still, Hailey found herself completely on her guard just in case she had been mistaken about something regarding Isobel.
'I never had a chance to thank you," Isobel said.
"Thank me?" Hailey asked.
Isobel nodded and for once, Hailey did not sense any sign of deception. She just kept her attention piqued against the eyes of the witch who looked across the way at her.
"Yes, thank you," Isobel said a couple of seconds later. "You might not have realized it at the time but you helped me. When you helped me, you and the great Dragon, you made sure I was on the path of achieving the balance. He might have been the one to give me new life. But you were there, and I thank you."
"Hey, no problem," Hailey said. "Is there something that I could do for you?"
The first test of whether or not she had turned over a new leaf approached now. Hailey did not see anything other than a casual and very indifferent look passing against the lips of Isobel.
"Well, it's not so much what you can do for me. On the contrary, it's what I can do for you."
Color her intrigued. Hailey studied the face of the woman. She looked like Lana, yet had a sense of devious maturity to her. Harry and Sara kept her on a tight leash which was all well and good. This woman tested the boundaries of how much room they had given her.
'Just keep on your guard, kid,' Hailey thought. 'She can't do anything to hurt you. But, I'll be honest if I didn't think she was going to try and talk you into something that might not exactly be in your best interests.'
Her eyes came across the smiling woman a few steps away from her. Isobel parked down on the grass by the tree and just smiled.
"It's beautiful," Isobel said. "Smallville is one of the places which really does harken back to a much simpler time. It's quaint. It must be why you like it so much."
"What do you think you can do for me?"
Isobel looked up towards the girl with a raised eyebrow. Her mouth curled into a knowing expression before dropping her gaze. Isobel held a hand and touched it to the weed. The weed turned into a beautiful flower. She pushed the week into Hailey's hand with a swift motion. Hailey looked on with a half-smile.
"So, that's your point?" Hailey asked. "You're going to give me a flower?"
Isobel gave Hailey one of those smiles she did not like. No one could really fault Hailey for being the slightest amount skeptical. She came face to face with a woman who had countless years of magical experience on her. Those years of magical experience could pose a problem if Hailey made the wrong move. And at this point, she did not know if there was a right move when dealing with someone like Isobel.
"Not the wrong move. Knowledge. Knowledge considering your gift."
"What do you know about my gift?"
Isobel gave Hailey a soft smile. She touched her fingertips to the hand of the younger girl and rose up once again. Lana Lang's duplicate came eye to eye with Hailey for a few seconds.
"What do you know about it?"
Hailey stopped saying anything. She had not been born yesterday, therefore the girl would not fall into these word traps and even worse these word games someone like Isobel favored. She put her hand on Isobel just to tighten it and make Isobel look up.
"I believe I've asked you first."
"So you have," Isobel said a second later. "Those gifts allowed you find the right location of where your cousin was. You felt a strong premonition. And it led you there."
Hailey gave a noncommittal shrug in response. Isobel's hand brushed against Hailey's shoulder. She looked up into the eyes of the witch.
"I wonder if you can hone your gift to search for anyone if you have an object which belonged to them. Even if it was in a past lifetime."
"What do you have in mind?" Hailey asked.
Isobel smiled and brushed the dark hair away from Hailey's face. The older woman, by several centuries, smiled at Hailey. Hailey had a stirring feeling of suspicion in her body.
"Just idle curiosity, my dear," Isobel said. "Do you think it's possible?"
"Well, anything's possible, I guess," Hailey said.
"And you wouldn't know if you didn't try it. Right?"
Hailey had a sneaking suspicion this woman was about ready to talk her into something which was far from her best interests.
Kara took a deep breath and enjoyed the aftermath of a workout. She made her way out into the middle of the field dressed in a pair of tight blue shorts and a red tank top which stretched against every supple inch of her flesh. Nyssa and Sara wrapped up the last few minutes of their sparring session.
Nyssa smiled having noticed a marked improvement in Sara's reflex times.
"And stop," Nyssa said.
Sara waited for Nyssa to back completely away. The newest holder of the medallion did. They joined Kara who had opened a cooler and drank a nice bottle of orange juice. For some reason, having a steady amount of orange juice flowing through her body replenished her powers quickly.
"So, when are you heading back to Starling city?" Nyssa asked.
"Well, they think I'm in my bedroom sleeping right now," Sara said. "Everyone's given me a lot of space after what happened. Not as much as they're giving Liv. Did you know that Moira wants her to give a press conference talking about how she is going to take her role at Queen Industries pretty soon?"
"No, you didn't mention that yet," Nyssa said. "I'm intrigued as the next person though about what she might do. Is she going to…."
Sara shrugged. Liv didn't really say much about the list. Exactly how she would react to the fact several of the people on that list attended her own returning dinner party remained to be seen.
"I guess we're going to have to figure out what's going to happen when it happens," Sara said. "I really can't wait until the full moon gets here."
Kara and Nyssa nodded in agreement. Neither of them could wait for the full moon to arrive. The blood of the three of them, potentially four if Gwen actually survived her trial, would be able to open the gates to find the Merfolk Medallion.
"Well, we find the medallion, we find the holder," Nyssa said. "Unfortunately, finding both of them is going to be the easy part."
Sara and Kara both wondered about the possibility of the holder of the medallion being no longer among the living. The possibility caused a feeling of frustration in the pit of their stomachs.
'No,' Sara reasoned with herself. 'No, she's alive. I know she's alive.'
They had to hold the faith something was going to happen. They needed to be all together. The Merfolk medallion would be a challenge.
"So, do we have any idea how we're going to get our hands on the Phoenix Medallion or find its holder?" Nyssa asked.
Sara and Nyssa both turned to Kara. She sighed. Given that she was the only one out of the three with experience in traveling through the universe at least during this time period, she figured it would have been prudent for her to the way in.
"Don't know, but it could be anywhere," Kara said. "My ship was built as a one-way ticket to Earth. The components are very fragile."
This response made a whole lot of sense to two people who did not know a whole lot about interstellar travel. Kara tipped back her head for a few seconds and went into a very deep thought.
"It could be anywhere in the universe," Kara said. "I don't think the same method to find the Merfolk Medallion is going to work to locate the Phoenix Medallion, is it?"
A second passed with Nyssa shaking her head in response.
"I'm afraid not," Nyssa said. "The ritual was specific about it being able to locate the medallion if it was on Earth. If it's not on Earth, well it's not going to pick up anything."
Kara agreed with her assessment. The most reliable accounts pointed to the Merfolk medallion being on Earth. The most reliable accounts also showed the Phoenix Medallion to be hidden out in the vacuum of space. Whispers came through where many believe that the Phoenix medallion slipped into one of the darkest, hottest stars.
'There's a chance it could be here still," Sara said.
"Maybe," Nyssa said. "I don't feel a strong feeling about it."
A car pulled up at the edge of the road. Kara's sharp hearing picked up the footsteps of a pair of familiar sounding boots scraping against the gravel. Kara bounced up with a bright grin on her face.
"Clara!"
Claire Kent made her way across the hand. Kara and her two friends were sitting around, talking about something. The three of them shared drinks with each other. It reminded Claire she had just come back from spending some time out with Chloe, Lana, and Lois, just the four of them.
And she really hoped that leaving those three unsupervised in Metropolis was not going to come back and bite her in the end.
"Kara," Claire said with a smile. "It's good to see you again."
Claire noticed the mats set up outside. She turned to Kara's other two friends who greeted her with smiles.
"Kara is brushing up on her hand to hand," Nyssa said. "Because powers aren't everything."
Boy, Claire could attest to that. She had many times where a situation should have been completely doable with her powers. Until the Kryptonite slapped her down, afterward, Claire became as weak as a kitten. It was very frustrating, to say the least.
"So, you're training?" Claire asked.
"Yes," Kara said. "Given what's to come, it wouldn't hurt to have a few skills beyond our Kryptonian abilities."
Kara was not going to be the one to push the issue. Claire might be stubborn about training if she was anything like her birth father. Kara did not know though. She just threw the bait out there and saw whether or not Claire would grab onto it.
"Do you mind if I join you?"
The readiness she had to join in on the training had been something which Sara, Nyssa, and Kara all head been surprised about. Nyssa raised an eyebrow in particular.
"You want to train with us?"
Nyssa would have been lying if she said she was surprised about how the ultimate Girl Scout wanted to be trained by the Daughter of Ra's al Ghul. Then again, how much Claire knew how she really was, well it depended. Hell, the League of Assassins was very distant to Smallville.
'You're surprised?' Sara asked.
To put it mildly,' Nyssa offered.
The resolved and strong look on Claire's face caused Nyssa to be taken aback.
"Once, I was trapped with Chloe and Lana," Claire said. "No powers. No way it. It was the scariest moment of my life. For the first time ever, I felt mortal. If I had the proper training beyond my powers, I might have gotten out of there without any problems."
"Maybe," Nyssa confirmed to her a second later. "You can never tell until you're actually in this situation."
Claire's resolve grew stronger in the face of sudden indifference.
"Tell me! Teach me! I want to learn. I've watched you, Sara, and Kara and you seem good. If anyone can teach me, it's going to be you."
Nyssa almost had been impressed by Claire's words. She showed a lot of fire beyond what most would show in circumstances like this.
"No fear," Nyssa said. "And I'm going to show you no mercy."
"I don't want any mercy," Claire said.
A beeping came from Sara's medallion which caught Claire off guard. Kara and Nyssa did not react to it which showed Claire how much they knew about the significance of the beeping.
"And that's my cue to leave," Sara said. "Catch you all later."
Sara kissed Nyssa for about a minute. She kissed Kara for a little bit less time which caused the blonde to pout at getting less attention. Then, as an afterthought, Sara quickly caught Claire with a surprise kiss before disappearing into a flash of light.
Holly returned back to work, only to wish she did not return back to work. A huge stack of paperwork visited her from the mission. HIVE still might have been at large, but it did not excuse this entire mountain of paperwork which towered of the desk.
"You didn't miss this part of your job?"
Nymphadora Tonks leaned against the door frame and watched as Holly looked at the paper. Reports of HIVE outposts grabbed, HIVE outposts which were empty, HIVE agents which were captured, and HIVE operatives who had gone missing. One thing blew Holly's mind how vast this organization was and how well organized.
The latest outpost in Smallville fell into their lap. Smallville would be something they would all have to deal with sooner or later.
"Fuck no."
Such a vehement response that Nym almost had to break out into a fit of laughter. Holly really knew what she wanted and what she hated. Each bit of paperwork looked even more imposing than the last one. Holly took the paperwork in her hand and read over it.
"Fucking Darhk," Holly said. "Why doesn't that bastard just learn how to stay on the ground?"
"Some people might wonder the same thing about you," Nym said.
Holly turned away to hide the fraction of a smile over her face. All things considered, Nym did have a pretty good point. She remembered the days under the captivity of Darhk. A part of her ached and wanted to return to the HIVE base for two reasons. The first reason would be to get away from the immense amount of paperwork.
"What can I do for you, Dawn?"
Dawn Granger stepped inside of the doorway after Nym vacated it.
"Just checking to see how you're doing," Dawn said. "You've been through a dreadful ordeal."
"I'm fine," Holly said. "You were the one who released me."
One sister did not buy the false bravado from the other sister for a second. Dawn Granger crossed the room and calmly placed a hand onto the table. Holly Granger snapped up with a frown on her face. Half of a frown, half of a scowl, and one hundred percent agitation spread over her face.
"I know I'm the one that released you," Dawn said. "I know that look. And I know you're going to be looking for Darhk. Please swear to me that you won't go looking for him."
Holly did not answer. She started to fill out the never-ending stack of paperwork. A few HIVE agents being in custody and some of their resources nabbed were just a drop in a half.
"Remember when you wanted me to stop lying to you?"
Dawn sighed when she heard that statement from Holly. She recalled when that request was made some time ago. Holly swore up and down she was going to leave a dangerous mission alone. Then, when Dawn had her back turned, Holly ran off and went on the mission.
"Yes," Dawn said. "I'm asking you to please leave this one to the people who can handle Darhk."
The sound of the scratching of the pen stopped. Holly, until this point, did not really put her attention on Dawn. Now, the full attention was on Dawn. Nym stepped back with a wince something which was mutual on the part of Dawn.
'Wrong move,' Dawn thought.
"There's a reason why one of us is a medic and one of us is out on the field," Holly said. "I can handle myself perfectly fine. HIVE and that second Black Widow just got the drop on me. And now Black Widow Number Two is locked up and HIVE is on the run."
Holly stretched her arms out and allowed them to drop against her. She felt fine, just a little bit of pain which would pass in a moment.
"I'm not going anywhere today," Holly said. "Other to head to the gym for a workout. I've been on my ass for two weeks. That's starting to piss me off."
Dawn let Holly go and just locked eyes with Nym. The moment the two of them parted, Holly came face to face with Natasha who stepped back and allowed Holly room to move.
"Any luck?"
Holly's question had been very crisp. Natasha's answer was going to be about as crisp in response.
"No more than yesterday."
The two warriors sized up each other. Holly half expected Natasha to take her down just for the challenge of it, but when it happened, it always kept flooring Holly.
"The two of us should go out for a drink sometime," Holly said.
Natasha smiled and almost laughed. "You and I go out for drinks? You don't know what you're getting yourself into, little girl."
Holly's arms folded underneath her chest and she pursed her lips when looking at Natasha. In an instant, Nym turned up and looked from both of them. Only one thought entered the head of the ARGUS agent.
'This is only going to end in tragedy,' Nym thought.
A buzzing alarm came off and a very frantic ARGUS agent stumbled down the hallway. He dropped down to the ground in front of Nym and breathed heavily.
"What?" Nym asked him.
"It's…it's….it's horrible!" he yelled. "Attack, from the seas….attack!"
Nym could not make heads or tails of what the man was saying. The doors opened and as always, Amanda Waller stepped in to shed some additional light on the subject.
"A team of ARGUS agents has disappeared off the coast."
Just one day, Nymphadora Tonks would like to live her life without dealing with some end of the world crisis. She just wanted a break just for one day.
Guess she should have known better after signing up for the super-secret government agency job.
One who spent their lives living in fear did not get to achieve the most of their life. Gwen Stacy drew in her breath and then came out with another breath. She moved to the end of the temple. She moved in and faced her fears. They clung to the wall all around her.
"I smell your fear. I taste your fear. But you're not afraid of us. No, Gwendolyn, you are not afraid of us. You are afraid of what you might do if you become one with us."
Gwen did not blink suddenly. A spider landed on her shoulder lightly. It did not move from this particular position. Gwen flinched a brief second later as the spider shifted on her arm.
"No, I don't fear you," Gwen said. "I saw what happened to Krum. I saw the lengths men and women had gone to grab this power. I'll be honest. That's what I'm terrified of."
"You shouldn't be," the guardian said at the temple. "If you think that you are not worthy of the power, then forfeit it to one who is more worthy."
A figure swooped down dressed in black and white. The pattern of the costume stretched over the body of the mysterious party and resembled spider webs on every inch of the figure's body. The figure gave a thunderous laugh when moving towards Gwen.
"Pretty little girl can't handle responsibility. Pretty little girl must bend at her knees."
The creature grabbed Gwen completely in its clutches. Gwen struggled out with a gasp coming from her body. No matter how hard this contracted against her, Gwen would not bend or break.
"I'll take your soul. And I will be the spider guardian."
"No!" Gwen shouted.
Gwen's stinger retracted from her wrist. She reached in and stabbed the guardian in the chest. The sound of the guardian screaming out loud proved to be music to Gwen's ears. She retracted her arm one more time and stabbed it into the chest.
"You can't stop me!"
Three black lines of webbing shot out and they broke open to shower Gwen in spiders. Gwen held up the medallion and created a shield around her. The spiders did not disappear, they only grew bigger. They blasted Gwen's entire body with a cocoon of webbing.
Gwen pounded her way out of the webbing and escaped. The trio of large spiders circled Gwen on either side. One of them dove towards Gwen. Gwen blocked the attack and took the spider down. She grabbed the webbing of the spider and launched it around the chest of the guardian.
The Guardian exploded into a shower of a thousand spiders. Being constantly bombarded with spiders made them less horrifying so what Harry was doing, it started to work. Gwen hitched in a deep breath and held her hands apart before looking towards the creature going at her one more time.
The spider guardian rose high above the ground and crashed down onto the earth. The blood came into some sadistic spider like monster which looked like the inside of a scab. Large axes rose up into the air and pointed at Gwen. Gwen closed her eyes.
'I guess someone has an ax to grind.'
Gwen almost could have slapped herself for such a lame joke. It was pretty awful. Not to mention the fact that someone swung those axes down onto the ground at him. The girl dodged the attacks from the ax with a death-defying acrobatic maneuver. The axes slammed into the side of the wall with an insane thud.
The girl moved behind the attacker. Crazed intentions flashed through the eyes of the attacker. He left plenty of carnage wherever he went.
"Mine!" he yelled. "I'll have your pretty little head for this, pretty!"
The cackling madman rushed Gwen. She evaded the attacks from the ax. The sharp blades came close to parting Gwen's hair. Gwen jumped up high into the air and then dropped behind the creature. The ax to grind came an inch away from connecting to the back of her head.
"Okay, you want to dance?" Gwen asked. "Let's go!"
"Dance pretty! DANCE!"
Gwen noticed the other guardian coming from the other side. She debated on what to do next and decided to allow them to have the meeting of the minds. The two guardians rushed at each other from either side. Gwen waited for the moment of truth.
A blink of an eye and she flipped out of the way. The two guards crashed into each other. Gwen stepped back and hoped that she would have room enough to breathe.
No, she could not be that lucky. The two hideous guardians formed into one super guardian. The creature had a head and a half with six arms and multiple sharp implements jutting from its appendages. The creature laughed in chaos. The blood red skin flashed in front of her.
'Time to do this,' Gwen thought.
The mouth opened and a legion of spiders came out of the mouth of the creature. Gwen reached over and took the medallion. She slipped it around her neck with one fluid snap. Gwen's eyes glowed and the power coursed through her body.
The creature gave a howl in response to Gwen's actions. Gwen just smiled and blades retracted from an armor which came around her body. Gwen rose her hands and pointed them at the creature.
She embraced the power like it was the most natural thing in the world. Gwen conquered her insecurities the second everything came to her more clearly.
'Do you see?' the voice asked. 'The only demons are the ones that are buried in your own mind.'
Gwen saw it and she submerged an arm through the chest of the creature. The creature howled and spiders exploded in every which direction. The caves shifted and Gwen entered a vortex of light.
The next thing Gwen knew she dropped in front of Harry. Spiders crawled off of her body to reveal that Gwen wore not a stitch of clothing underneath other than the medallion. Gwen sauntered over towards Harry. Her lip bitten down with each step, Gwen just smiled at him.
"So, is this part of the test?" Gwen asked in a sultry voice.
"What do you think?" Harry asked.
Gwen wrapped her arms around Harry and kissed him senseless. Harry could feel Gwen's skin burning with desire. The other medallions did the same thing that the first medallion did and increased her sexual drive to be bonded with her Alpha. Harry gave Gwen a long-overdue kiss and pulled her in closer. The two disappeared into a flash of light.
The nude body of Gwen Stacy dropped on the bed for Harry's gaze to drink in. Gorgeous blonde hair, stunning blue eyes, and juicy lips, along with soft cheek bones and an angelic face, Harry looked her over with a wide smile on her face. Gwen leaned up and bit down on the bottom of her lip.
Harry drank in more of Gwen's alluring body, her round breasts which stood high and perky. They would always be so thanks to the gifts Harry gave her through the bonding process. Gwen's flat stomach showed not an ounce of flat. Her blonde pubic hair settled into a spider web shape and her pussy shined out.
"I need you," Gwen said.
Harry stopped Gwen from jumping off of the bed and taking him in one fell attack. Gwen whined the second Harry leaned in towards her and kissed her firmly on the lips. Gwen opened her mouth to accept Harry's tongue. His hands shifted from the back of her neck all the way to the back. Those soft touches made Gwen's entire body light up with energy. Her toes curled with him slipping his fingers down squeeze her backside and deepen the kiss.
A throbbing cock strained to escape the confines of Harry's pants. Gwen stepped back an inch, drool coming down from her lip. She needed to have Harry's cock both out of those pants and inside her. Gwen took hold of Harry and ripped at his pants. Harry stopped her, pinned Gwen's arms to the side and kissed her.
"Someone's a bit too eager for her own good," Harry whispered.
"I've missed this," Gwen breathed in his ear.
Harry smiled and positioned Gwen to get on the bed. She dropped back on the bed. A strand of blonde hair rose and dropped off of her face. Gwen's juicy lips curled into a smile, and Harry climbed on top of her.
He explored Gwen's body while kissing her. Gwen, now tempered by the gentle warning, explored Harry's body in return. She spent time lingering on his bulge. Gwen cupped it through his pants. Said pants were about ready to strain.
Harry ran his finger down Gwen's inner thigh and through the inner side of her right leg as well. The kissing increased with Gwen trying to work her tongue into Harry's mouth and make sweet love to his tonsils. Her right hand gripped Harry's shoulder as hard as he would allow her. Gwen's loins heated up with desire.
"Good girl, you're going to get what you wanted."
The pants stretched and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Harry's manhood freed itself from its confinements and dragged against Gwen's scorching warm slit. Harry slowly worked her womanhood until his cock was ready to go inside of her.
So wet, Gwen was so wet, and she only needed the relief Harry's engorged manhood could bring. It came inches away from piercing her insides. Gwen's eyes locked onto Harry when he dragged his swollen cock head against her very willing entrance.
"Oh, Harry," Gwen said.
Harry cupped Gwen's tits and went to town on the very ample flesh. He sucked Gwen's rock hard nipple into his mouth. Harry rose almost all the way up and touched Gwen's outer lips. Her pussy ached and Harry rose up to drive his cock inside Gwen.
"YES!" Gwen screamed at the top of her lungs.
Only half of Harry's length slid inside Gwen, but it was more than enough to light a fire inside of her loins. Harry pulled almost completely out of Gwen, measured her, and drove back down into her. Repeated thrusts brought Harry up and down into Gwen.
Her pussy molded to Harry. The intense heat pumping out of Gwen and the energy flowing the girl bonded to her power. Gwen tightened her grip around Harry's cock and started to milk him.
In the moment, Gwen realized she had access to about four more arms. It was very odd, to be honest, but not entirely unpleasant. Gwen just could grab more of Harry's firm flesh this way.
Harry enjoyed the feeling of Gwen's multiple hands rolling over his flesh. He directed attention to her nipples to return the favor. Gwen's warmth closed around Harry and released him. Harry pushed his rod into Gwen's hot loins and pulled almost all the way out. He drove his cock inside of her one final time.
Gwen could feel an orgasm far greater than anything. Pleasure had been redefined.
"Just let it go," Harry said. "There's no one here but us too. No holding back!
Gwen screamed in Harry's ear and took his cock inside with a flurry of thrusts. She grabbed Harry's mighty cock and pumped him as hard as possible.
"Harry!" Gwen breathed. "Harder."
All sixty of Gwen's nails raked Harry's back. Harry gave her a reprimanding smile and Gwen dropped her extra arms onto the bed. She gave him a little smirk, and Harry rose up almost all the way out of her. He aimed his cock towards Gwen's opening and pushed into her.
Her insides responded to Harry and the arms went away. Gwen was half disappointed, and half relieved because there were a couple of times where Gwen accidentally punched herself in the face during the heat of the moment. It was going to hard to explain the bruises after sex. Other than the ones which one could not see them thanks to Harry's aching balls slapping against her thighs.
"Again," Gwen breathed.
Harry took her sensitive breasts in hand and squeezed them. Gwen's entire body exploded in a flood of thinly restrained lust. Her warm walls closed around Harry and pumped him.
"Now it's time for you to let it all out, Ms. Stacy," Harry said. "Let out that pent up aggression. Allow yourself to cum."
Gwen came like she never came before. Every single one of her nerve endings registered the pleasure her body felt. From the tips of her toes to the top of her head, Gwen's entire body became one concentrated wave of pleasure. Harry sank his hard cock into her and rode out the orgasm.
The feeling of Harry's hard cock inside of her tapered off. Harry rolled his hips down slightly to meet Gwen's warm thighs. The movements increased with Harry rising and dropping and falling into her. He stretched out Gwen when pushing inside of her.
"Again," Gwen encouraged him. "Please. Again."
Harry gave Gwen a rush through her body. His hard cock slipped inside of Gwen's aching loins. He rose up and dropped down inside Gwen. Each time his balls slapped Gwen, she rose up. Moisture started to trickle from her loins.
A rising tension came through Gwen's loins the deeper Harry filled her up. His aching balls kept slapping against Gwen with repeated thrusts inside of her. Gwen grabbed onto Harry's back and dragged her nails, now with two hands thankfully, across his back.
"Again."
Harry confirmed her want with these words. Gwen's hips jerked up to allow Harry's throbbing meat to slide into her. Harry repeatedly dialed back his emotions just enough to allow Gwen to want it. Then, when she was taken to the edge of her rope, Harry sped up and enhanced what she felt.
Gwen almost lost her mind. The inside of the girl's body burned with a scorching lust. Another orgasm came through and exploded through Gwen's hot and moist pussy. Harry buried his rod into her and then pulled out before doing it one more time.
Thick balls made some indents on Gwen's fleshy thighs. Harry grabbed her ass when turning her to the side. It was a marvel and Harry could not help, but be balls deep inside the glorious wonder of Gwen Stacy's perfectly slick pussy. Harry groaned when she tensed up around him. Harry pulled almost all the way out and plunged into her.
Minute by minute, the orgasms rolled over Gwen's body. Harry gave her a second to recover and also poured the energy he absorbed from Gwen back into her. She could take a more steady pounding as time passed out. Harry planted his hard cock inside of her body.
The end would come for at least this bonding process. Gwen knew this would be the first time of many time. The threads connected Gwen to Harry, and the other three generals, to Sara, to Nyssa, and to Kara. Gwen finally joined the family by slipping her warm walls against his hardening cock.
"Closer."
The word put Gwen on the edge. She opened up to prepare to accept the cock deep inside of her body. Harry plunged into her and brought her to one more orgasm.
The trigger followed with Gwen's warm pussy grabbing onto Harry's engorged cock. He pushed inside and then out of her to fill Gwen up with several splatters of cum. Long ropes filled into her pussy and made Gwen rise up to take him into her depths.
Gwen squirted her juices all over Harry's cock to make sure it slid into her body. The threads strengthened between the two of them. The final stage increased with Harry ramming his hardening cock inside of Gwen's warm body. He finished up inside of her.
Harry rolled over onto the bed. Gwen smiled and moved towards Harry's cock. She sucked it to taste the combined juices. It brought Harry's cock to hardness thanks to his superhuman stamina.