17In this story, I am merging New 52 SMWW coupling with Young Justice Cartoon series.
This is SMWW, along with other couples.
Non-Canon Additional Background
1. This story is basically the fusion of Superman and Wonder Woman story lines from New 52 with Young Justice Cartoon series.
2. The House of El is said to be descended from the Primordial Rao. Rao and Gaia were the Primordials that existed at the beginning of the Universe. Gaia is the Mother of Life, and Rao is the Father of the Suns. Rao created all of the stars in the universe.
3. Donna Troy exists much earlier in the story. She is the younger magical copy of Diana created by the sorceress Magda.
4. Themyscira Issue with Hippolyta petrified is resolved. Hippolyta rules Themyscira once again. She knows of her daughter's relationship with Kal-El and is initially not pleased.
A lot will be explained during the story.
Chapter 1
In the darkness of space...
These thoughts echoed.
The time has come!
Really, Saga? It has only been 100,000 years since our lord disappeared.
I am not senile enough to confuse my calculations, Toto! The seals are breaking and soon the end of the universe is at hand!
I would have thought Mirai could have held the seal for ten million years, not 1,000,000!
We have no choice. We must give our lord's descendants their heirlooms! They must fight!
What of the First Son? As soon as we give the Second and Third Son their Heirlooms, he will surely notice!
The First Son is not the one to go against our master's wishes. Fortunately he is not as self-centered as he previously was. He already has one of our master's heirlooms.
He wasn't happy with it the last time we heard of him.
Hopefully he has not gotten angrier. Now help me finish my preparations.
On Earth, Rebuilt Mount Justice
Conner huffed as he trained in the new gravity room. When the Mount Justice was rebuilt, it gained several dozen renovations, including the gravity room. Gravity could be raised to 300x max for intensive workouts. Most of the Team would only train in 5 or 6 times gravity. But Conner could train in 100x gravity, though he could barely move.
Taking a single step was like running 100 meters at top speed. Conner gritted his teeth and roared as strain and pain soared through his body. He fell to his hands and knees.
No, I have to get stronger. Conner growled in his mind. For some reason, he began to doubt his strength and abilities more extremely. He would constantly get thoughts that he was too weak. Those thoughts began to swarm him strangely a month ago. And he began to train more and more strenuously.
He slowly got up and began to step again.
"Conner." He looked up and saw Garfield in the monitor room above. "Lunch is ready!"
Conner nodded. "Computer, shut down gravity." He grunted as the gravity lessened. He could finally move normally, though he still felt his entire body burn as he moved. He walked out, brushed his sweat, and continued to the dining hall.
"Hey Conner." Garfield in his Monkey mode jumped on his back. "You have been training a lot lately. What gives?"
Conner sighed. "I don't know. One day I just woke up with a feeling."
"A feeling?" Gar scratched his head.
"As if somebody was...telling me to start preparing." Conner tried to remember exactly what it was. It was definitely a person, but he could not make out the shape. He only held a deep voice.
"Preparing for what?" Gar asked.
"I don't know. I wouldn't stay here if I knew." The clone-hybrid grunted.
The two of them finally reached the lunch room. M'gann was finishing her last dishes. "Grab a plate and get as much as you like." She smiled at Conner, who returned a small one in turn. The rest of the Team had already taken their fill and moved to their chosen rooms.
He and Gar grabbed a plate and started loading food on their plates. M'gann took her own plate and walked next to Conner.
"Are you okay?" M'gann asked. She saw changes in Conner. He was lately less prone to anger, but more prone to lone brooding time. She tried to mind link with him, but he refused a connection still.
Their relationship was mending very slowly. They were still very awkward with each other. Once in a while they would exchange a few words here and there, but when M'gann wanted to go more, Conner backed out and left. M'gann knew that as she had been the offending party in their breakup, she had to wait for Conner to respond. It was very painful though. M'gann longed for Conner and every day seemed like a year. She would continue to wait for Conner, hoping that he would trust and eventually love her again.
Conner still loved M'gann, though he knew that their relationship would not be the same. He still ached with pain from his memories of M'gann being with her now ex-boyfriend La'gann and her mind manipulations. He had not realized until then that he was the jealous boyfriend type who would hold grudges. Forgiving was an ability Conner very rarely used, and he could not forgive M'gann for what she did to him. He would stay awake at night, just wondering why it was so hard for him to just leave the past behind. He tried and tried, but would eventually fail, as if he was afflicted with an unknown disease. And Conner knew that he could not fall in love with M'gann against until he resolved this inner conflict.
"I am fine." Conner answered, giving M'gann a fake smile that she could definitely look through. "It is just...I am getting these weird dreams." He said as he stacked up on mashed potatoes and gravity.
"Are they recurring?" M'gann asked.
"Yes...every time I sleep." Conner nodded. "I see a person...I cannot see what that person looks like; it is a huge shadow. He is telling me to get stronger for what is to come."
"And you are training harder because of that dream?" M'gann asked as the two of them walked to the living room to eat.
"It is something more than that. The words he speaks, it is as if they are resonating with my soul. I am agreeing with him even though I don't know anything about the situation." Conner sat down on the couch. M'gann sat next to him.
"Maybe these dreams are reflections of your experiences. When you last fought the Terror Twins, they overpowered you." M'gann offered a suggestion.
"Maybe." Conner shrugged. "But I have a feeling it is more than that." He cradled his head in his hands. M'gann put her hand on his shoulder.
"Conner, listen to me." She spoke softly as Conner slowly turned toward her.
"You are probably overthinking this." M'gann grabbed his hands. "You shouldn't tear yourself apart for this."
Conner remained silent. The former couple remained like that in silence. M'gann desperately wanted to kiss Conner so that he could put his mind to rest. She leaned forward slightly, but Conner backed off.
"Thanks, M'gann." Conner patted her hand and grabbed his plate to eat. M'gann mentally chastised herself for ruining this moment and sadly turned to her own plate.
Fortress of Solitude...
Clark Kent, Superman, or Kal-El. Three persona in one. When Clark looked at the mirror each morning, he took time to immerse himself in that persona. Sometimes he felt he had four personas instead of three. The three obvious ones and the fourth one who just wanted to be all of them at once.
He looked at himself in the mirror at then and wondered if he should be that fourth persona.
Clark felt long smooth arms wrapping around him. "What are you thinking, my love?" Warm breath landed on his shoulders.
"You should be in bed still." Clark turned and held his love tightly to his chest. His lover giggled and rubbed her cheek on his neck.
"I couldn't sleep without your presence." His love took all of his scent in. He had a gentle woodsy scent to him, perhaps from his time on the farm.
Clark smelled her hair, the smell of natural beauty that was hard to pinpoint. His love always had that scent of proverbial rose, even during battle.
They split apart for a bit to look into each other's eyes and then kissed passionately.
"My sun, are you alright?" She asked between lapses.
"I am, my moon." Clark answered.
"You know better than to lie to me, beloved." His lover looked at him in a disproving tone.
Clark sighed. "I don't know what to appear to your mother." He turned back to the mirror. "As Clark Kent, as Superman, as Kal-El?"
"As all of them." Her love firmly noted as she turned his chin to her. "You are all of them combined and more. Beneath that hard exterior of Superman, that awkward skin of Clark Kent, that closed interior of Kal-El lies a sense of humanity greater than any other's. I want you to show my mother that."
"What about you, my moon? What will you show to your mother?" Clark grinned.
"That boyish grin will not help you against my mother, Kal." His lover playfully scolded him. "I am both Diana Prince and Diana of Themyscira. But much more, I am my own woman, with my own humanity."
"Will that be enough?" Clark asked worriedly. Diana gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"Should that not be? You and I are not gods, despite what others think. Nor do we pretend that we are. My siblings may tell me I am the Goddess of War, and mankind may see you as God personified, but we know better and ground ourselves. We struggle as much as others do, and we succeed no more no less than they do. And if my mother does not deemed that agreeable, then it is her problem, not ours." Diana said firmly. "You are the man I chose as my mate and most trusted partner. That is enough for me."
Clark smiled. "That is good to hear." Clark looked at the time. "We have a couple hours until we arrive on Themyscira. We should get ready. Do you want to take the shower first?"
Diana grinned devilishly. "Oh I think the shower can accommodate both of us." She led him to the showers where they continued their passions from last night.
Oh I am a blessed man. Clark grinned.
After a satisfying shower sex, Diana retreated to the dressing room. Meanwhile, Clark shook his head again.
Lately he had been getting dreams, strange dreams where he saw a huge shadow. He kept hearing a deep voice saying
Fight On.
Clark didn't know what that meant. Fight on? For what?
He slowly put on his suit chest symbol on his chest and clicked on it. The suit slowly covered his body with his cape.
"Kal?" Diana appeared with a red greek dress with a exposed back and low v-neck.
"I keep getting that dream again." Clark sighed. "Fight on? For what? Who is that voice?"
Diana hugged Clark. "Dreams are often messages. Perhaps somebody is sending you message to fight on."
"A foreboding message? A warning?" Clark sighed.
"Clear your mind of that now, Sun." Diana touched his face. "You are not one to give up. You will fight on for what you believe in, will you not?"
"I will."
"Then that dream merely reinforces what you will do." The daughter of Zeus kissed him. "Let us go."
Earth, Themyscira...
Hippolyta paced around her room. Today her elder daughter would bring her beloved to Themyscira. Normally this would not be permitted, but these were special and desperate times.
Diana was still the Champion of Themyscira. Sure there were other Amazons such as Alektra and Artemis who challenged that notion, but still. Diana remained the strongest Amazon. Hippolyta knew that times in front of Amazons were dark, especially with all of the magical barriers that have been destroyed in Zeus's and her own absence. Donna was still too young and inexperienced to be the Champion. The younger daughter did not lack in enthusiasm, but she was just too innocent.
Second, Diana outranked her as the Goddess of War. She could just bring Kal-El here without Hippolyta's permission. But it was strangely due to her daughter's lover that she use this to try to mend the relationship between her and her mother. To think that a man would help the Queen of Amazons with her daughter.
That led the final reason. She wanted to reconnect with Diana. Diana had been there when Hippolyta had returned. The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly. Then they disconnected once again. Diana was still angry for her mother's lies, the lies Amazons made about their forsaken male children. Only Donna was able to talk to Diana without discomfort. Hippolyta admitted her faults, but Diana was still reluctant to trust.
Hippolyta still remembered when Diana revealed she had started courting Steve Trevor, the man who landed on Themyscira years ago. The Amazon Queen was discomforted by this news, but knew that as Steve Trevor was only a mortal man, he would not be able to force Diana to do anything. Diana was only a child in the Man's World, so she would be fascinated by Steve Trevor. As Diana later revealed, she was with Steve Trevor because of fascination and curiosity rather than love. While she grew to love and respect the man, she could not return his feelings, which had gotten fully romantic. He loved her more than she loved him. As such, she could not have intimately relations with Trevor, nothing beyond kissing. Perhaps in another time, in another life, that fascination could have turned to love, but not in this life. That difference in opinion broke them up, much to the relief of the Amazon Queen.
Then Diana revealed that she had taken a lover in the world of man, a being from the stars whose abilities equaled her own.
This being from the Stars, Kal-El; Hippolyta saw his powers firsthand when he helped her against Circe's invasion of Themyscira years ago. He possessed powers that would have made the Olympians tremble.
How he lifted the entire island when Circe set the ocean on fire with magic.
How he blasted legions of demons with his sight alone.
How he punched the brought back Hercules with a mighty punch into the sky and pummeled him back to the ground.
How he froze the oceans with his breathe.
He was god in man form. Hippolyta still remember how after the battle, Diana jumped into his arms and kissed him. Hippolyta was scared. Rarely was the Amazon Queen frightened, she had battled immortals, but none like him.
When Hippolyta learned she had given her virginity to him, Hippolyta was quick to act. But Diana was quicker. Her daughter noted that while she respected Amazons' tradition, she chose not to follow certain ones. Diana told her mother how she had found out how Amazons sold their male children to Hephaestus for weapons and how her lover was there during her darkest times. When Diana figured out her heritage, he was there. When Hera cursed the Amazons, he was there. After Diana fought and killed the First Son, he was there. He was there all the way. If Hippolyta forbade her from seeing her lover, then Diana would leave her position as champion and princess. Diana would not betray her best friend and lover. Diana loved everyone, but he was the only one she was in love with.
"Your highness." She turned and saw Phillipus and a pair of Amazon warriors. "The Champion and her...man is here." Phillipus stated.
"thank you, General." hippolyta done her own armor and carried her favorite axe. "Let us greet our guest with caution. Remind all our sisters that he is in every way our champion's equal and not to be underestimated. He also has protection from our attacks as long as he respects us and our ways."
Phillipus saluted and walked away with her guards. Hippolyta took a deep breathe. She stepped outside and saw Donna. She was in her new armor.
"Mother." Donna asked. "I am aware of our history, but must we prepare such a...hostile reception?"
Hippolyta smiled and put her hand on her daughter's cheek. "Young one, a leader, especially a Queen, must be cautious."
"But Diana's mate...he seems to be a nice man. He is gentle, unless provoked." Donna spoke from experience. She met Kal-El and Diana when her older sister invited her for dinner. The man was indeed handsome, a demigod or god in every way. He was tall and handsome, perfectly built. His blue eyes were gentle, almost fatherly, possessing none of the savagery her sisters described. He would laugh with Diana and share more than a few affectionate looks during dinner. Donna awkwardly opened up if Kal had any brothers. Kal mentioned Conner, but didn't say anything else. She avoided that subject entirely and decided to drill her sister's lover about their relationship. He revealed all but the most explicit details, which made Diana blush and Donna giggle. All in all, she thought he was no more harmful than any of her sisters of Themyscira.
Hippolyta and Donna walked down to the beach, where the Amazons were armed to the teeth. They stood in rows with their shields up and spears out. They cleared for their Queen and second princess as the two walked out. When they reached the front, Diana and her lover were standing. Hippolyta scrutinized her daughter's would-be lover. The blond queen was immediately comparing him with Hercules, or perhaps Zeus.
He was tall, taller than her and most amazons. He had short black hair and blue eyes, mirroring those of Diana's. He had a very handsome voice for a male; it had a sense of innocence and strength that most men's faces lacked. Then she looked at his build. He was very well built, with big arms, wide shoulders and strong legs. He was not overly muscular as Hercules was but still built as a god.
He was wearing a blue forming fitting armor-like clothing with a red cape. On his chest was a symbol that looked like a S.
Overall, he was a beautiful male. Hippolyta could see how he could charm her daughter. Hippolyta learned that he was only a few years younger than her, which meant he still had some growing to do.
"So, you are the one who charmed my daughter." Hippolyta started. The male stood slightly straighter. Diana glared at her mother.
"As I have stated before, Mother, he has not enthralled me." Diana knew the meaning behind her mother's words.
"I have said no such thing, Daughter." Hippolyta stated. "As my daughter may have told you, you are a guest of our nation and will not be harmed. However, our protection ends when you either harm or betray us. Understood?"
"Completely." Clark said. Even his voice was smooth.
"Very well." Hippolyta turned and walked toward the palace along with her troops. Donna ran and hugged her sister.
"Hey Diana." Donna sang happily.
"Hello, Donna." Diana returned. Donna broke the hug and hugged Clark next. Clark smiled and gave her a small hug.
"Welcome to Themyscira." Donna greeted and smiled. "So, how have you two been?"
"Good." Clark and Diana looked at each other and smiled.
"Okay, love birds." Donna teased. "Wait until you two are alone."
Diana took one of Clark's hands in her own. The three of them began to walk through the city. Clark felt Amazon's stares. Some were angry, but most were of fascination. Most of the Amazons have not seen men all their life and nearly all of them grew up with stories how males were no better than savages. But here was one who did not resemble a savage in any way. Rather, he looked like one of statues of the Olympians.
"Diana." Clark whispered and Diana looked at him. "So what are we going to do here?"
"There is going to be some contests which you are going to participate. Nothing life threatening." Diana answered.
"Seriously?" Clark sighed.
"It will be nothing more than our spars together." Diana reassured him. "Amazons pride in prowess and honor above all. I know that you will pass all of these tests easily."
"And how do you know that?" Clark asked.
"Because I chose you." Diana smiled radiantly and Clark returned it.
"I heard that Aleka volunteered to take on Clark for the sword fighting." Donna told her sister.
"Of course she would." Diana remembered her large Amazon rival. "She hasn't changed in all the years." When Clark looked at her confused, Diana continued. "Aleka is a very stubborn Amazon who has no good feelings towards men. No doubt she volunteered to fight you to scare you or worse, seriously injure you."
"I see." Clark answered
"Honestly, I don't know why Mother decided to test you. She knows that you are strong as I am." Diana sighed. "Perhaps she intends to scare you away."
Clark smiled. "We have fought off worse, my moon."
"Indeed, my sun." Diana returned.
"Moon, Sun?" Donna asked.
"It is a traditional kryptonian way of saying 'loved one'." Diana explained.
"Oh." Donna nodded. "
The three of them had a tour of the island. Last time Clark was here, it was during an invasion so he was not able to sightsee. He had that luxury now. He saw many temples worshipping different gods. Themyscira was a sight to see and paradise was definitely an apt description.
Then a pair of guards arrived. "The Queen requests all of your presences."
Diana looked at Clark. "It is time."
The three of them went to the Coliseum. Diana and Donna went to the royal stands next to their mother. Clark remained on the ground, facing a rather large Amazon. She had red hair, was far more muscular than Diana, and as tall as he was. He had a gigantic axe in her hand. On her hand was a golden gauntlet.
She lifted her axe and pointed at him. "Come, Man. Choose a weapon of your choice and face me!" Clark saw that on the walls were many weapons attached to it for selection.
The Amazons cheered for her peer as she waved her axe and gained the encore.
Diana looked at Hippolyta. "You do know this is not a fair fight for Aleka."
"Aleka wields a magical axe, along with the Gauntlet of Ares. She is just as strong as you are." Hippolyta spoke without looking at her daughter. She saw Clark looking through the weapons. "Does he favor a weapon?"
"Normally no." Diana frowned. "He usually uses his fists. But he must have realized that the axe was magical and is looking for a guard against it."
"Those weapons are not magical." Hippolyta revealed.
"What?" Diana snapped.
"Your man must show that he is willing to fight one regardless of his opponents. I expect no less from one you have chosen." Hippolyta said.
"I have no doubt he will fight." Diana argued. "But he can get seriously injured!"
"Then you do not believe in his ability to survive?" Hippolyta questioned and Diana was silent. "This is much a test for you as for him, Princess. Do you love him?"
"Yes."
"Are you in love with him?"
"Yes."
"Do you trust in his ability to return to you no matter what?" Hippolyta asked her final question. Diana sighed deeply.
"I do." Diana sat back down. Hippolyta smiled inside.
Clark picked up a bastard sword and faced Aleka. They faced each other. Hippolyta stood up.
"Begin!"
Aleka jumped and brought down her axe. Clark dodged by jumping to the side and Aleka swerved to attack again. Clark blocked the blow, though he saw that his sword was already straining.
So her weapons are magical and mine are not. Clark thought. Another test?
Aleka swung her axes again and again. Clark was forced to dodge most of them and parry the others. Then Aleka punched with her gauntlet. Clark caught the fist and felt enormous strength, one he would have expected from Captain Marvel or Diana.
Aleka smirked, dropped her axe, and grabbed Clark. She lifted her knees and kicked in him the ribs. Clark gritted in pain. He freed himself and punched. Aleka blocked the punch with her gauntlet and returned a punch. Clark grabbed her wrist.
The two of them locked.
"You fight well, for a man." Aleka grunted.
"You too." Clark suddenly lifted her and threw her to the side. Aleka flipped and grabbed her axe. She pivoted on her feet and swung her weapon, catching Clark in the abdomen.
Clark moved in time, but there was a slight bleeding cut. It was not serious and he looked back at Aleka, who stood standing.
Diana gripped her seat tighter, but did not stand up. Diana and Clark exchanged looks; he silently reassured her and she calmed down. This did not get past Hippolyta.
"First blood is mine." Aleka claimed. "I will now claim your head and manhood!" She cracked Clark's dropped sword in two, drawing cheers from the crowd.
Clark frowned. He had refrained from using his additional abilities to give a fair fight. He perhaps needed them to counter the magic.
Watchtower
Cyborg sighed in boredom. He had monitor duty, looking at the world from above for any emergencies. As of then, there were almost no accidents. Hal Jordan and Flash were handling a hurricane in Australia. Shayera Hol and Red Tornado were saving people from a nuclear reactor going under.
There was nothing out of the ordinary, until he saw in the radar that two unknowns were coming straight for Earth.
Cyborg then got a call from Batman. "Cyborg."
"I see it too." Cyborg did the calculations. "There are two unknowns, each no bigger than a human. It is coming toward Earth at 1500 mph. I am sending John Stewart and Martian Manhunter to stop it."
The Green Lantern and Jonn Jonzz shot from the station to the unknown projectiles.
"The projectiles are coming in hot." John Stewart reported. He activated his ring and created a gigantic green glove construct. Jonn Jonzz stanced himself ready.
"Landing in ten seconds." Cyborg said to the duo. "5...4...3...2...1"
The projectiles basically tore through the Lantern's construct and practically bulldozed against the Manhunter without any change in momentum. Green Lantern and the Martian floated in space.
"Crap." Cyborg cursed. "Two casualties! Red Alert! Get them back in the Tower!"
"Batman to Cyborg, report." Batman said.
"Casualties for John Stewart and Man Hunter. The projectiles are going to land on Earth!"
"Where?"
Cyborg calculated.
"One is going to Happy Harbor, Rhode Island. The other...just disappeared! Near greece!"
Batman knew where it landed. Themyscira...
Mount Olympus, Home of the Olympians
Apollo just woke from his daydream. He had been daydreaming on his Olympian Throne when he sense two objects entering the domain of man. Normally he would not give a thought, but these two were different.
They gave off power that was much older and more powerful than anything he ever sensed before. They could possibly threaten his rule.
He tried to use his power of the sun to gravitationally move them away from Earth, but they would not be stopped or impeded. He himself tried to stop them, but very nearly tore his hands off when he neared them. Their heat was hot enough to nearly melt his hands, the God of the Sun! It was unthinkable.
"Is the King of Olympus having trouble?" Apollo turned and saw Strife, his bald half sister dressed in only black wraps.
"Piss off." Apollo blazed.
"Oh don't try to hide it. I saw the entire thing from my room." Strife snickered and looked at Apollo's burnt hands. "This is interesting. Something that can hurt the King of Olympus so much."
Apollo looked through his magical pool of sight and looked at the projectile.
"This is power that I am not familiar with." Apollo mentioned. "A power much older and far more powerful than what I have ever experienced. Merely trying to touch it hurt me so."
"So we are dealing with alien forces?" Strife sat down.
"Alien...yes...now that you mention it..." Apollo put his hands in a basin of water, where his hands slowly healed. "Its power was reminiscent of that alien our dear Diana is bedding."
"Oh, you mean Superman!" Strife moaned with longing. "That mortal with that strength and stamina! I once intruded them making love in her apartment."
"You would do that." Apollo grumbled.
"I offered myself to him in what mortals call a threesome." Strife chuckled. "Diana was so angry that she punched me and dragged that mortal to his secret fortress. That mortal should thank me. They rocked the entire Arctic." She trembled in just imagining what Superman could do to her. "Anyway, what about him?"
"The power he emanated when I shot with my sun at Hephaestus Forge was eerily similar to what hurt me just now." Apollo stated.
"Oh!" Strife clapped. "When he threw you from Earth to Olympus!"
Apollo snarled. "I know what happened!" That event was humiliating for him. He was sent smashing from the bottom to top of Olympus, becoming the laughing stock of Olympians. Though he thought he got revenge when he supercharged Zod and Faora against the alien and Diana, that humiliation still burned in his mind.
"So the forces at play are Kryptonian?" Strife asked finally.
"It seems so. But almost all of the Kryptonians died out years ago." Apollo smirked.
"What of their gods? Surely they can still exist." Strife noted. "Remember Rao? The one Zeus challenged but came back defeated just as many times?"
"He disappeared millennia ago." The sun God scoffed. "If he were still alive, the universe would be in a different state."
"He may very well be." The two of them turned and saw Hera in her peacock dress. The former Queen of the Olympians walked regally. "A being as powerful as Rao does not simply disappear."
Then Artemis, Apollo's twin appeared from behind the throne. "What shall we do about it?"
"We do nothing." Apollo ordered and sat upon his throne once more, the throne burning in flames. "If there is a threat to the natural order, then we shall extinguish them as we have done before. For now, however, we wait."
"It could be him." Artemis told her brother. "The one whom all gods fear."
Apollo twitched. "Him? Possibly. But why would he come here?"
"Perhaps he is bored." Strife lifted her arms. "The Destroyer! One who destroys entire galaxies in anger!"
"Careful, Strife." Hera answered. "Even Zeus feared the Destroyer's power. So much so that he never even challenged the Destroyer."
Apollo then sensed the projectile land...in Themyscira. "Well...Well..."
Mount Justice, Rhode Island
At Mount Justice, all was calm. The Team was relaxing in their own way. Conner was taking a small nap between his training.
In his dream, he saw the huge shadow again.
"Who are you?" Conner asked. "Answer me!"
Silence
"Why am I getting these dreams? What do you want from me!?"
Silence.
"Stop this!"
"I cannot." A very deep, strong voice rang.
Conner froze. "Why not? Why are you doing this?"
"You must be ready."
"Ready? For what?" Conner shouted.
"For the End. I can offer only guidance. You must walk your own path." The shadow retreated.
"Wait!" Conner chased, but the shadow disappeared.
Then a huge shockwave woke him up. Conner nearly fell out of his bed and ran outside his room. Almost all of the mountain was demolished and at the center of the crater, something shiny was sticking out of it.
"Kaldur! Gar! Mal! Karen! M'gann!" Conner shouted.
"We are alright!" The Team shouted. They were already gathered outside the crater.
"Everyone okay?" Conner ran.
"Nobody is hurt." Kaldur noted his teammate. "Nearly shocked or stunned."
"Were we attacked?" Impulse asked.
"No. Otherwise we would be swarmed by enemies." Kaldur noted. "We just got hit by that." He pointed at the shining object.
Conner stared at it. It was a very long, golden spear with runes on its blade. It was perhaps 8 feet long with 2 feet long blades. (Look at Solarion from Diablo 3).
"What is that?" Jason pointed.
Conner walked toward the spear.
"Conner, be careful." M'gann warned.
"Okay." Conner noted, but continued to look at the spear. It was a huge spear with two blades, masterfully crafted. He scrutinized the runes.
"Theses runes, they are kryptonian." Conner recognized it.
"Kryptonian?" Kaldur frowned. "You mean like Superman."
"Yeah." Conner had learned the language from his older brother, but these were highly cryptic. "From what I can read...it says "The one who wields this spear shall wield the Power Cosmic and judge both mortals and immortals alike."
Lagoon boy crossed his arms. "You sure you interpreted it correctly? That seems far-fetched." He sneered.
Conner read it again. "No, I am sure." He glared at the Atlantean. "But it is ancient Kryptonian. There may be other meanings in it."
Then Kaldur got contact from Batman.
"Batman to Aqualad. What is your situation?" Batman called.
"Mount Justice has just been destroyed by a projectile. It looks like a golden spear." Aqualad reported.
"A golden spear?" Batman asked.
"Yes. And accordingly to Superboy, it has ancient Kryptonian runes." The Atlantean continued.
"Repeat, did you just say Kryptonian?" Batman frowned.
"Yes. Your orders?"
"Move the team to Bludhaven immedately. The Justice League will take care of this projectile."
"Roger." Aqualad noted. "Listen, Team." He looked at the Team members. "Gather all your things and move to Bludhaven hideout as soon as possible. The League will take care of this."
The Team scattered, packing their stuff. Conner quickly packed his cloths in a duffle back and blues in his backpack. When he returned outside, he saw the spear again.
Wield Me. A strange voice echoed in his head. Conner shook his head, thinking he just heard that in his head.
Wield Me, son of Rao. I am your birthright. Conner stared at the spear in amazement. Was the spear talking to him?
He grunted and walked away, but then a louder voice spoke.
Have you not felt complete? As if you are missing a piece of yourself, and you may never get it back? Conner froze. I am the key that will complete you. I will give you what you have always wanted.
Conner looked at the spear again. "What is it that I want the most?" He spoke.
You want to be your own being.
Conner walked closer and closer to the spear. Nearby, Garfield and M'gann were walking out of their rooms when they saw Conner walking to the object.
"Conner!" Garfield shouted. "what are you doing?"
Conner didn't hear him. He walked up to the spear and reached out to grab its handle.
"Conner!" M'gann shouted and flew toward him, but he had already grabbed the handle.
Meanwhile, in Themyscira
The fight between Clark and Aleka was interrupted by a projectile that landed between them and caused a shining explosion. The explosion was strong enough to rock all of Themyscira and knock nearly everyone out of their seats.
When dust settled, Clark stood up and stared at what caused the explosion.
It was a giant greatsword as long as Clark was tall. Its dark blade was wide as Clark himself and was adorned with runes. (look at Buster sword from Final Fantasy VII).
"Kal!" Diana flew down to him. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I am." Clark smiled at her, but then turned his attention back to the sword.
"A sword?" Diana saw the sword too. "I have not seen its like in my life."
Hippolyta and the other Amazons gathered around them.
"What is the meaning behind this?" Aleka shouted. "Is this one of your tricks?"
"No." Clark said firmly. "This does not belong to me."
Hippolyta looked at the sword. "What in Olympus' name is this?"
Donna was in awe of it. "What a magnificent sword!" She went to touch it.
"Don't touch it, Donna." Hippolyta said and her younger daughter stepped back.
"Obey your mother, young one." A female voice rang. The mortals looked up and saw Apollo, Strife, and Hera floated down. While the Amazons bowed to their patrons, Diana and Clark stood firm.
Strife floated behind Clark and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "Hello, Kal-El. Or do you prefer Clark?" She said seductively. Diana growled and walked up to her.
"GET. OFF. HIM. NOW." She threatened and Strife merely laughed.
"Diana, which of his names do you call when you two are in bed? Especially the one where you two rocked the world."
Hera raised an eyebrow in amusement while Clark blushed and looked away. Hippolyta's eyes narrowed at this information. Diana grabbed Strife's wrist and threw her off her lover, but Strife merely floated down.
"Stay away from him." The Goddess of War pointed at her.
"Or what?" Strife licked her lips. "You can't possibly expect me to look at him and not rip him out of that strange clothing." She then turned to Clark. "Kal-El. I can give you a kind of ecstasy that my inexperienced baby sister can't give you."
"No thanks." Clark firmly rejected her and Strife dramatically fake-fainted.
"Oh the pain!" Strife play-moaned. "I am rejected for a baby girl!"
"Stop it, Strife." Hera reprimanded. "Rise, Amazons. We are not here to punish you." The Amazons stood up.
Apollo looked at the gigantic sword. "So, this is the thing..." The sun god scrutinized the sword. "This truly is it...isn't it Hera?"
"It indeed is." Hera walked up to the sword as well. "I never thought I would see it again."
"You know what it is." Clark asked.
"Indeed, creature." Apollo answered. "This sword...is a weapon of unimaginable power. It was created specifically to kill both mortals and immortals alike."
"It has been more than 1,000,000 years." Hera continued. "When its wielder used it, he destroyed an entire galaxy with a single swing."
Apollo gripped its handle. "To think that such a power is within my grasp." He tried to lift it, but the gigantic sword didn't budge. Apollo charged his hands with energy and tried again. Multiple times. He failed.
Strife giggled. "Let me try." Apollo stepped aside for his sister. Strife tried, but she could not move it either. Strife in frustration kicked it, but ended up injuring herself instead. "Argh, stupid sword!"
Hera turned to Clark. "Those two can't wield it, because they are not worthy or strong enough. But you, Kal-El, are."
"What do you mean?" Clark asked.
"That sword can only be wielded by a worthy scion of the strongest bloodline in the universe." Hera explained. "Apollo and Strife do not pass the bloodline or the worthiness criteria. You might. Go, son of Krypton."
Kal-El walked up to the sword. As he was about to grasp the handle.
Apollo crossed his arms. "If you manage to lift the sword, creature, I will bless your marriage to my sister if you want. If you can't, then I will deny it."
Diana shot a look at Apollo. "That is not fair, Apollo. Nor will I follow it!"
"We gods spend our eternal lives playing games." Apollo smiled. "I am playing a new game."
Clark looked at Diana, who looked worried. He gave a reassuring smile. "Diana, no matter what, I am not leaving you."
Diana smiled. "Of course you will."
Clark turned back to the sword and gripped the handle. Then he was covered by a ray of golden light.
So this is my first chapter in my possible 20+ chapter story.
Please review and even ask questions if you want. I will try to answer without revealing too much.