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17th April, 1818
Lyta wasn't sure why she was here. Nyssa was preparing a drink, unusual as she had plenty of members of the new Labour Guild for this. "Did you enjoy the dual celebration of Dev-Em and Seg-El?" asked Nyssa. Lyta glared at her, recalling how she left the celebration with mixed feelings. It didn't seem fair after all she had done. Her mother Jayna had given her life for Krypton. Her former Intended Dev-Em had met and fallen in love with Mala-Ur, a science guild member who was now his wife. But the most painful change was Seyg-El, of the House of El, had become one with Nimda An-Dor. Seyg-El who she loved above all others. It was as if everyone was being rewarded but her. The downfall of Brainiac and the Black Zero organisation may have brought change to Kandor through the end of Ranking; it didn't change the powers of the guilds. Now the new Labour Guild was simply filled with the masses of citizenry that had once been Rankless. At least the voice of Rao had been overthrown; that at least was something. "You seem unhappy." Lyta turned to face the new Head of the Councils; the leader of the Lawmaker's guild, Chancellor Nyssa Vex. "Your intended is marrying someone else. You have my condolences, Chancellor." A sly grin left Lyta unsettled. Nyssa moved towards, Lyta, slowly whispering in her ear "It was my idea."
"Why?" gasped Lyta. "I will tell you, tonight. Follow me to my new chambers and we can discuss the future." It wasn't like she had other options. Nyssa beamed at her as they made their way upwards, hand-in-hand. There was something odd about how the new chancellor was acting. Nyssa broke her reveries, by handing her the drink. "Now to business." she calmly declared, undressing with immodest speed. She slowly crawled unto the large bed an all fours, showing her round, pale buttocks. Lyta kept her expression stoic as a grinning Nyssa rested on a pillow, spread her legs as wide as possible and motioning on a place next to her. "Seduction? That's why I am here?" thought Lyta, resisting the urge to show any variance in facial movements. "You are an exceedingly beautiful and unintended woman, Primus." "If she thinks she can seduce me, she has another thing coming!" "And like you, I am currently without spouse. We should remedy this." continued the blonde Chancellor. "You have plans for us to marry eligible members of the Guilds, Chancellor?" The Chancellor giggled, a sound which made Lyta feel most uncomfortable. "My dear Primus, I am asking you to be MY intended." Lyta couldn't keep the shock from her face. "What?" was all she could gasp.
"With my intended and yours now bonded to other women, the course for Kandor is simple. As Head of the Lawmaker's guild, I can assure you there is no law nor biological impediment to keep us from being one and having daughters. This union between the House of Zod and the House of Vex is obvious. Even more so, since tests confirm that the man who claimed to be your son is both yours and mine." Lyta wanted to snort in derision, but found her voice absent. Nyssa could hardly claim to have fathered her son, but she just did. How could two women have a son? Lyta knew enough to know that wasn't possible. "To answer your unspoken question, I have taken the liberty of making private arrangements. It seems Dru-Zod has more than 2 parents. If it is your intention to have him, you need to be my wife, Primus. And I can make it worth your while." The last words were gently whispered into Lyta's ears. It seemed insane, a deranged fantasy for any of this. A moan treacherously left Lyta's mouth as Nyssa pressed her lips and teeth against the skin of her exposed neck. How long had it been since someone had done that?
Her shirt fell away, exposing more of her skin. The sensations were vast. She felt her hands briefly touch the protective clothing that shielded her heaving breasts and she pulled back. "Dru said Seg was his father!" Nyssa smiled at her. "I said more than 2 parents, my darling! What is it about women from the Military Guild, that is so fetching? Seg was indeed of his fathers, while Dev-Em is the other. Am-Dor will give Seg, Jor-El. My son with Seg, Cor-Vex received extra DNA to stay alive. The Genesis Chamber has renamed him, Zor-El. So it seems, Seg will have at least 3 sons. While I will have 2, including our son Dru. Let's give them sisters!" she proposed as she planted more kisses, bring moans to Lyta. A gentle caress through her armour made her shiver. It seemed to Lyta that she was the nude one, not Nyssa. Nyssa smirked as she gently began her exploration. Lyta's skin was so soft, not all like a soldier. Were all military guildswomen like this? Lyta wasn't sure how this changed so fast.
The Anti-Monitor smiled as Mar Novu hit the ground with a thud. "Your silly book will not save you, for you are naught but a weak fool!" "Perhaps not, but we will!" The Anti-Monitor glared when he saw the Seven. Tahoteh Solomon, Zip Hermuz, Weeja Dell, Zillo Valla, Robert Mandrakk, Rox Ogama and Nix Uotan were gathered around him. How many times had these wretched beings threatened the future that he was trying to bring to life? NO matter how many times he battled them it was the same seven that threatened everything. Novu rose to his feet as Tahoteh helped him. The Beast felt that familiar fury as Tahoteh and Mar merged to become the Timeless Monitor yet again. "Show this Monster no mercy!" declared Tahoteh as a burst of energy struck the Beast. The Beast roared in defiance as the Seven converged upon him.
Lyta moaned loudly. The feelings were so intense. She had never felt such a powerful yet soft and moist tongue lapping at her innermost area. Nyssa's skills with a clitoris belied anything Lyta experienced before. Her legs quivered as they tried to keep Nyssa pinned. A few squeals followed as Nyssa's nails caressed her rear, exposing unwanted ticklishness. Nyssa beamed at this revelation. Lyta would prove to be an excellent bride as she continued her actions. She focused on her torture machine. It seized Lyta’s arms, gently stroking the tender flesh underneath as two more soft yet firm Kryptonoid arms seized and danced across Nyssa’s soles and toes. Nyssa fought hard to please Lyta, positively inhaling her throbbing love button as the Primus bucked wildly as more Kryptonoid arms held down her thighs. Two loud complimentary strikes reverberated across the room as one of Nyssa’s cheeks was struck by a vibrating lightning rod, while the other by a flat, metal disk.
Nicole Morrison smiled as she looked around her. It was everything that she had hoped it would be. Following the genocides on Earth One, Earth Two, Earth Three, Earth Four and Earth Six; Hope was renewed as Venus, Mercury, Neith flowed with underground life. Under the ground, a new race of aliens was being born. Nicole watched with fascination as the machines wove and re-integrated countless Kryptonians, Daxamites, Magic Using Humans, Green Martians, Dark Matter Humans, Genetically Altered Humans and Ganymedeans. The beings from the 5 alternate universes were being reborn in a way that ensured that they would thrive and survive. Nevertheless Nicole was worried. She watched as the planet Mars next door began to plan an attack on the 100 million strong citizens of the Saturnian Moon of Titan. She felt the strong hope of the frightened people of Titan. She smiled as she focused her energy upon them. All the hope and belief emanating from them gave her strength. “You cannot protect them forever.” Nicole knew that voice. The Speed Force’s most infamous prisoner Savitar was drawing upon its great power. He had been behind most of the genocides that the Martians had initiated. “Hope will prevail!” she replied. The cold laughter of Savitar did not dissuade her. “Hope will fail!”
The Anti-Monitor growled as he focused on self-repair. The Seven Monitors had been joined by another. The Member of Buckinghamshire was powerful indeed. Armed with his great weapon, he had guided the 7 Monitors to victory. It was always 7 that threatened his power. A blast sent him reeling. “Darkseid!” The Dreaded Demon-Alien King of the 4th Dimension Planet of Apokolips glared back. How many centuries had they been at war with one another? Another blast forced the Anti-Monitor back. With a snarl, he launched forward, knocking the Demon-King to the ground, leaving a crater on the ground. “Your abilities will not save you, hybrid! I too can manipulate space and time!” Darkseid growled before screaming as a fist collided into his right eye. Another strike took out his left. Darkseid reeled as a strike to his belly, dropped him to his knees. An attempted punch simply landed in the Anti-Monitor's hand as another blow left him dazed. He screamed as his fist crumbled in the Beast's paw. "Even with your great powers at rewriting reality, you cannot overwhelm me! You should not have come alone!" "This monster is not alone." The Beast growled as he saw them. There were Green Lanterns everywhere, possibly as many as 1000. "More power to me!" cried the Anti-Monitor as he began his attack! "Do not be certain!" came another voice. The Lanterns grew in power as the Beast spied his foe. It was Adara using her current host to strengthen the Lanterns. The Lanterns now wielded two rings as they saturated the Beast with power. A scream reverberated around the asteroid. Darkseid added his enhanced Omega Beams to the blast of energy assaulted him. His wounds began to open once again. The Beast knew that he couldn't win this one. With a final push, he disappeared into the air.
Darkseid turned his beams against the Lanterns. He was determined to take advantage and strike a terrible blow to his great foes. But though a great deal fell, he too was outmatched. He felt his body rip as his eyesight left him. Blow after blow hammered down upon him as the asteroid began to splinter. Soon the Evil New God/Interdimensional demon Darkseid felt something worse. A tear in the matrix that kept Trigon and Uxas together. He began to shake as the two entities threatened to separate. "We are here, Father!" cried his eldest son Kalibak as he entered the fray. The Lanterns turned to face the Parademons, Furies and soliders of the Elites. Darkseid spat out blood as the trembling cease. He needed to return to Apokolips to regain his lost strength. His loyal trainer and advisor Granny Goodness spied him. The dreaded brain-washer managed to help Darkseid to his feet as the army of Apokolips dueled the empowered soldiers of will and Light. "We have a Motherbox, Lord! Let us depart with your permission!" "With stealth!" commanded the God-Emperor. He watched as the army battled the Lanterns. He felt bile in his throat. He had to rescued twice. Whatever it took, he needed to destroy the Anti-Monitor.
The Earl Temple gasped as he felt the spirit depart. "I fear that you are not meant for one such as me, boy! Your strength is such that perhaps one day, you may be able to; but today is not that day!" The Earl Temple simply grinned at him. "I fear not that, O Mighty Spectre! For in time, I shall stop the Beast!" "May the Presence Source hear you!" replied the Spectre. "For Eclipso chose the name Anti-Monitor for a reason. He shall not rest until all life has gone. And all of you Monitors are destroyed!" "Let may the Presence Source help us destroy him. Farewell dear friend!" The Spectre left him to find a new host. The Earl Temple sat in his chair, waiting for their return. In a blink of an eye, the Seven Monitors converged upon his home. "How many universe has the Beast taken thus far?" "Nineteen more since our previous encounters. Universes 1899 through to 1917 are now obliterated and added to his power. He seeks the Seven Forces, even more so since Adara struck him. You were correct to split up!" declared Tamoteh. The Earl Temple nodded as he and Nix Uotan merged back into their full form. "We once took the forms of men to defeat the forces of the Beast and wield the Seven Forces of Life. We may have to do so again! Weeja, my love, for the Good of the Multiverse, we must once again take mortal form; here in this Earth. It is here, where the Beast will strike hardest. I love you, beloved!" Weeja pulled the love of her life to her and a passionate embrace followed. "Then as brothers we shall be, my soul mate!" A glowing light flowed over the Seven as they were transformed. The Earl Temple sighed as he looked around. He was again alone. He decided that it was time to call upon his Muses again. And their beautiful flower like erogenous zones.
Brainiac breathed in the currents. That glorious feeling of lightning coursing through his veins as his mind absorbed knowledge was gratifying. "I am pleased that you are well, Vril Dox!" Brainiac turned to face the Apokoliptan Steppenwolf. "My defeat was temporary, uncle of the Merged One. I do not need your augmentation!" "It was not your first defeat against the Kryptonians. And you are knowledgeable enough to know that it won't be the last. The Beast cannot be defeated unless you and I become one. You know that this is true. The Beast is beyond what he was supposed to be. Once the original Anti-Monitor Mobius, son of Krona, was considered the greatest threat to the Multiverse. But Mobius was absorbed by Eclipso. Vril Dox, even you cannot stop the Beast, if he overwhelms this universe. This Universe is the source of the Seven Forces and with it, the other universes will fall to him. I leave the decision to you!" declared Steppenwolf as he disappeared. Brainiac considered the options. He knew the answer and more importantly he knew when to implement it.
"We will need to join the fight, my Queen!" declared Philippus. Hippolyta nodded, it was hardly in doubt. Philippus was unusual amongst the Amazons. Though she was diminutive, she was one of the finest warriors in Themyscira. She was also originally Kryptonian, having died at birth through the anger of a male Rankless. Sometimes when the ray hit her lady love, Philippus seemed to fly. Right now, Philippus lay on top of her Queen as Hippolyta massaged her round, bare bottom as it baked under the Sun's soothing rays. Philippus' strong declarations were replaced by gentle moans. Antiope watched her sister as she relaxed with her woman. Menalippe wrapped her arms around her. "Antiope, we still need to discuss the Evil One. His powers are growing." Antiope beamed at her wife. The priestess always had a way with words and other things. "Diana is resting, but her power as a weapon is critical for his defeat. We will need to move quickly to give her something to help." "I do not follow, darling." "Give me daughters!" explained Menalippe. Antiope paused before grinning. "As you wish."