<Outskirts of Gotham, a few hours later after the fight at the warehouse lab>

There are many reasons why people would buy a large mansion. Status. Prestige. Privacy. All of the above. For Vampirella, her case definitely belonged to the third case, and she preferred it that way. After all, being a creature in her line of ‘work’ has the inate ability to attract uninvited ‘guests’, either human or not. Price is not a problem, if you are in her line of business.

Besides, having a large ground also meant that many 'activities' can be conducted in relative secrecy, if so desired. This particular night however, despite the guest being uninvited, the way that the entire activity conducted was such that, as long as one were to pass by along the main road, they wouldn't miss hearing all the commotion of things crashing and breaking, followed by female human cries now and then cutting across the moonless night. Cries of pleasures rose and fell throughout the night up until the wee hours of the morning; the hours just roll past quickly.

As luck would have it, Vampi had opted to stay in within the (relative) warmth of a building structure rather than chasing down leads in alleyways this chilly night. Dressed modestly by her standard with a hoodie sweater over a t-shirt, short-skirt and a pair of boots, she was pleasantly surprised to see Kara knocking on her door, wooden doors no restriction to her x-ray vision. And judging from the knocks, rather insistently, for that matter.

The younger Kryptonian had immediately thrust upon her a small box when she opened the door, containing multiple vials of blood samples kept in two layers. As the vampiress ushered the young woman into the living room, then came the summarised account of what had happened earlier that day with Shannon Rodgers becoming a new succubus, which led to Kara’s suspicion that someone might be trying to use a blend of the creatures’ DNA to develop a concoction that would change, morph or even evolve humans to become either one of the existing creatures, or even create new ones. It was also not lost on Vampirella that Kara seemed to have partially recovered some of her powers, judging by the damp clothes outlining the black leotard-like undergarment she had on. Kara confirmed that she had run the hundred plus mile between the cities in an hour. She must have thought enough to at least put on something that kept herself covered and warm despite the chilly weather, and was now drenched in sweat.

“A call would have sufficed; I could have dropped by to pick it up from you. That would have saved you the long run.” That brought a shift in Kara’s eyes, which she thought was odd. Before she could offer the younger woman a lift back to Midvale, she then heard the throaty moan and the continuous swallowing of saliva. Initially thinking that it was her still being winded from the run, it was when Vampi looked closer when she noticed the girl’s beautiful blue eyes was shifting continuously between bright to dark blue. A clear sign that she was fighting her desires. Her urges.

“Kara, are you ok?”

Shaking her head slightly as if trying to get the cobwebs off her, Kara stumbled through her reply. “Uggh… I… feel so hot and uncomfortable… thought I could… use the exercise… to try to… get it out of my system…” before she completed that sentence, the Last Daughter of Krypton stumbled forward and locked lips with the Drakulon.

Not the simple peck on the cheek, but the deeply energised and fully motivated kiss that would be more common among lovers.

Initially taken aback, the very flexible mind of Vampirella quickly adapted to the situation and returned the kiss with similar passion. Even though she could detect the continued rise in heat between both them, she had been with enough humans to control her strength, even her current Kryptonian-level ones, so as not to injure her partner. Kara’s kissses and moans become even more insistent as they made out, it was also quite obvious the lack of experience on Kara’s part, her hands roaming all over her lover’s body and yet clumsily trying to remove their clothes until Vampirella had to gently guide her to remove first Vampirella’s, then her own various article of clothing, before they resumed their serious necking, rubbing their not insignificant chests against each other, again with Vampi being the more cautious of the two.

“Mgghhh… Mmmggghh… Oh yes… oh rao… I… I need it… need more… so hot, feel so horny…” Kara could barely form a coherent reply as the she felt Vampirella’s deft fingers and wonderful mouth playing her like a violin. While she had started the fire, Vampirella’s now the one fanning the heat.

It was by then Vampirella finally understood what happened. Having gone through a turn with the succubus, the latter’s powers must have somehow shifted onto Kara’s body. Perhaps it was due to the Kryptonian’s inherent ability to absorb solar energy to power itself, perhaps this ability have also somehow siphoned off some of Shannon Rodgers’ succubus’ erotic powers. It wasn’t lost on Vampi as well that she felt her own arousal climbing uphill fairly quickly since they started going at each other.

Kara mewled and moaned, her volume increasing as she felt Vampirella’s hands caressing her smaller but perky boobs, as her tongue slowly moved downwards. Starting from her neck, she felt the gentle kisses and playful nixes on the side, followed by the languid tracing of her tongue on her areola mixed with gentle biting and sucking on her still budding breasts. Her moans grew louder and she felt Vampirella playfully alternating her attention on both boobs before licking and tracing downwards over her navel and further.

Her blonde bush surrounding her sex is now a wild overgrowth patch, given that she hadn’t been paying much attention to try and trim herself. But such triviality was no matter for one who could see beyond metal and wooden structures, and whose tongue could easily lift a car up from the ground should she desire. Kara cried out pleasureably when she felt the brief penetration before withdrawing to resume its teasing all around and about the labia lips, drawing a disappointed moan from the Last Daughter of Krypton.

That It felt good ‘no better than good, if feels AMAZING’ as she placed her hands on Vampirella’s long, silky raven hair, trying to guide the super vampire more insistently back into herself, to try and calm that rising heat down there. Moaning and sighing in pleasure when she felt the familiar tongue back around and into her slit, she squeezed her eyes shut tightly as she felt each and every bit of that flexible muscle pushing, prodding, licking all about her vagina, and then the sucking and munching on her very attentive clitoris. She could feel her wetness being tasted by her current lover, and she couldn’t help crying out as she wanted, needed her even deeper if it’s even possible. She tried to hold back, tried to clench her thighs over Vampi who needed no additional encouragement lap up the sweetest nectar on Earth that is practically gushing out from her cunny.

“Oh Rao… oh yes… there… Ugghhh… ..YES… .YYESSSS!!!!” Crying out pleasureably after more than fifteen minutes of tongue work in her cunt, Kara hit her most powerful orgasm yet, shaking and shuddering for a full five minutes as she felt her body bucking slightly and seemingly cumming endlessly down there. When she finally calmed down enough, she suddenly dropped down onto the ground on her butt with a “Thump”. It was then Kara realised that she was actually closer to the ceiling than when she started off, her flight powers had reactivated unconsciously. Staring upwards at Vampirella as she sat up on the floor, she noticed that the raven-haired woman was licking the remaining juices around her lips while standing over her with an expectant look. That dark desire seemingly translated into another bolt of pleasure, tranversing the space between them to hit Kara’s pleasure center, who started rubbing her slick thighs together in a silent though obvious call towards the vampire siren.

“Did you like what I did for you, Kara? Did you feel good?”

“Oh rao, that was… that was..I… I need more, Vampi… please. Give me MORE!!!” Vampirella smirked at the wanton calling-out by the usually dorky Kara Zor-El of Krypton. Who knew that she would respond to her wonderful sexual work just like Kal-El did. Kneeling down and opening the blonde’s legs wider for better access, she came closer to drenched blonde bush and purposedly breathed in and out over her wet slit, noticing how Kara’s responsive clitoris practically enlarging before her eyes, the rhythmic hot breath hitting her slit literally driving the younger woman crazy with desire as she whimpered a few times, and again grabbed onto Vampi’s head to encourage her to come closer, to go deeper. Crying out when she felt a gentle nip followed by the sucking on her sensitive clitoris, it then continued with the slow push of that firm but pliable muscle through her labia lips and into her pussy, the former Girl of Steel moved her left hand to cup and fondle her left chest as Vampi started their age-old song yet again.

But this time the pleasure wasn’t just for Kara alone, for very quickly the blonde suddenly noticed the darkness over a face and the sweet, slightly heavier musk hovering over her face. With a little help from her flight powers, Vampirella had floated slightly above Kara and turned her body around so that her own mound is now just positioned above Kara’s face. To encourage similar behaviour, the super vampire withdrew her tongue from within the Kryptonian’s sopping vagina, causing Kara to moan out in frustration at the non-action. Something which she had no power to stop at the moment.

“Come on, now. Kara. I need some of it too.” Realisation quickly dawned on the blonde young girl, whose inexperience tongue extended, then touched Vampirella’s own cunny lips underneath the wild dark bush, sending a shudder throughout the Drakulon’s powerful body. “Yes that’s it. Keep going. Go around the side before goOOooohh yes… good girl… .that’s it…” She closed her eyes to savour the pleasant feeling emanating all around her nether regions before going back to attacking that blonde bush in the traditional 69 as she felt Kara trying to mimic her own actions, taking turns of licking the sides of her nether lips, rounding on her own sensitive clit before thrusting in to her vagina savour its prize.

And so they went for the next few hours, their desires and needs seemingly insatiable as they tumbled from one peak to another as both women seemingly made out in various positions, the entire night’s orgy seemed to be Kara Zor-el’s personal initiation into womanhood by a sex goddess that is Vampirella. They had sex on the floor rubbing each other’s clits against each other while savouring the heat from the friction of the rubbing and the rising within their wet core, before they found themselves tumbling and crashing against the multiple lights and chandeliers on the ceiling as the climaxed in the air. Then they took each other on the table top before Vampi’s incessantly powerful bucking down onto Kara caused the old furniture to break apart. Then they did a vertical 69 leaning against, and succeeding in cracking multiple walls before somehow finally finding themselves exploring each other’s chests and nether regions on Vampirella’s expensive king-sized bed. Despite her softer and smaller mounds and weaker body, that did not deter the former Girl of Steel to have her turn on top, even though eventually Vampirella’s super-strength came through multiple times, as she flipped and straddled the young ‘un in between, rubbed her large busoms against Kara’s, flicking her incessantly hard nipples against an equally sensitive pair from one whose DNA has also metamorphosized to be much more from one alien race.

Amidst the sexual orgy, Vampirella even managed to introduce her own set of customized penetrative toys to Kara’s sopping vagina, who in her sexual haze eagerly went for the stiffest and largest among them seemingly to feed her suddenly insatiable lust. It had done nothing to quench it at all as Last Girl of Krypton's inexperience was all too obvious, as she fumbled endlessly trying to figure out how to even use some of them. It needed a few tries with Vampirella as a willing teacher to help the younger girl get accustomed to using them to play with herself, and with her partner. Later Vampirella would need to throw all of them out as they gave up one way or another after the abuse that they went through with the two empowered women. Despite being made from the strongest steel and titanium alloys, they were ultimately unable to withstand the abuse from the indestructible vaginas of both superwomen.

If they had stopped for a while to consider the entire circumstances, they would have realised that what they are doing would have been impossible for any ordinary Terran women. Their insatiable lust and libido seemingly feeding each other’s in a continuous feedback loop as they came again, and again, and again. They would have realised that one of the pair seemed to be regaining her stamina, strength, speed and other amazing abilities as the night wore on. That there are now two, instead of one superpowered beings in the building.

As it were, Kara awakened suddenly to a welcomed, sizzling sound and the smell of cooked meat. Opening her eyes she found herself lying on a large king-sized bed, the satin sheets under her and the cover on her body still having lingering smells of her and the owner’s sweet honey all over. It took all of five seconds for her to realise where she was, and what had happened the night before. Blushing from what had transpired nevertheless she didn't regret the entire experience. Looking towards her left she could see that it’s already early morning, what with the early sun rays are now shining through between the curtain slits to hit part of the marble floor and the wall.

Despite the night’s exertions, Kara realised that she didn’t feel tired or winded at all. In fact, she felt good. No, she felt great, so full of energy, so…

She stopped herself in mid-thought, not daring to think further. But as she looked down at herself her hopes climbed somewhat. Still a little self-conscious she kept the covers on herself even as she moved her hands over the two slightly noticeable bumps that were pushing up the blankets over her chest. Feeling their size and contours, she tossed the sheets over to reveal two beautiful curves sitting proudly on her chest. This pair might not match Vampirella’s size yet, but they felt full and firm, a far cry from her depowered size just a day ago. Sensitive too; Just by running her fingers over them and gently cupping each of them had caused her nipples to firm up quickly.

Looking beyond that, her left hand moved over the pronounced ridges on her abdomen. Smiling silently, she felt the rigidity and the strength hiding beneath the uneven surface of six firm pieces. Muscles that she had worked on hard at the manor under the tutelage of Bruce, to build, strengthen and improve, now seemingly starting to show itself.

Trying to stretch herself after the long night, Kara got out of bed and toss open the curtains to let the early sunlight stream into the room. Pushing open the long windows and standing out on the balcony, she straightened herself languigly, and took in the the moments as the sun rays hit all of her body. Kara felt the familiar tingling, as each and every one of the remarkable Kryptonian cell of hers responded positively to the yellow solar radiation, absorbing and storing up energy greedily much like how she had initially felt when she stepped out from her pod when she first arrived on Earth. Moving both of her arms to her sides and clenched her fists to tense her entire body while standing on tiptoes, small bunches of feminine mounds started appearing outwards from her deceptively soft and supple skin. Opening her stance slightly, she closed her eyes and savoured the moment as she felt the influx of energy flowing into and moving all about her body.

“Ahhhh… .it feels… so wonderful!” Kara Zor-El couldn’t help moaning as her powers increased with every second that she was bathed by the morning sun rays. But this time, the reaction was more dramatic and prolonged. It is as if her body is now taking in more energy at a much faster rate. Much more than they used to; her entire body, especially her previously modest mounds, have responded by expanding even larger as they lapped up each and every bit of the energising rays and stored them throughout.

Not only that, but her arousal seemed to increase in line with the influx of energy. As she tensed her body more and more, she could feel the undeniable energy and power rising and flowing about her body, her feminine muscles growing more prominent, revealing themselves yet again, becoming bigger, firmer, stronger. Even her labia lips had taken in the arousal and had folded outwards seemingly in anticipation, her clit having long expanded beyond its cover.

Closing her eyes as she reveled in her muscular growth, she imagined herself regaining her powerful musculature that she had worked so hard to obtain over the summer months, her body seemed to respond to her memories and thoughts, and worked to translate them into reality. The muscles in her arms seemed to undulate into greater definition, carving into diamond-hard tendrils and shifting from the initial slim, female sinew, and grow even larger than she had imagined. Her abs rippled into chiseled perfection, their power evident from the deep grooves between every impossibly firm ridge. Her heart-shaped butt grew larger into dramatic spheres of perfection; her legs extended longer, thighs and calves grew more defined and perfect with every passing second as it became firmly packed, each looking beautiful and curvy beneath the silky skin covering it, yet powerful enough to withstand any man-made weapons thrown at them. Each and every visible bulge that is the result of her sweat and tears all returned to the fore.

Sucking in a breath and holding it, her long legs tensed, inconceivably powerful cables of muscle rising from their smooth, tanned surface as Kara finally shuddered as she hit a small orgasmic peak. Unlike the previous night, this time she stayed at that point for a while.. Then she breathed out, relaxing her shoulders. The tension flowed out of her phenomenal body, the dramatic expansion and hard lines gently disappearing under the silky skin once more, submerging beneath perfect, invulnerable flesh, keeping herself slim yet athletic.

“Rao… what a rush…” Coming down from her initial high, she moved her hands over her body, feeling the supple moves all about as the buldges appeared and receded accordingly with her tensing and relaxing of her movements. Under normal circumstances, her entire physique retained a slimmer, athletic look now. Though she has no doubt when the moment calls for it, the explosive power of a proper Kryptonian can be immediately called for.

Amazed with what her body has become, she experimentally flexed a few times again, feeling the responsive expansion of the powerful feminine muscles bunching all about her body. At full flex, the larger girth meant that her own hands could now barely cover her bicep. Just like how it was a few months ago. Even the larger hemispheres sitting on her chest are now pointing slightly forward and upwards in line with her pecs’ flex and expansion, with only a hint of teardrop in their appearance as they defied the pull of gravity.

Smiling to herself, the thought crossed her mind.

“I’m super again.”

And this time, she might actually be the strongest among surviving Kryptonians yet.

“Looks like someone’s feeling better today.” Kara felt the taller body of a vampire superwoman gently pressing her own voluptuous chest against her back, followed by the gentle massage by a pair of hands, moving sensually from the shoulders down the sides, over her washboard stomach before moving upwards again to cup Kara’s still smaller but now equally perfect 34Cs. “Much better.”

The gentle cupping soon changed into gentle squeezes, before it morphed into a superwoman-esque squeeze, as Vampi’s own arm muscles exploded into its Kryptonian size with gusto. With her current strength-level, Vampirella had crushed steel and marble granite with less effort than she is using now to squeeze Kara’s frontal endowments; but the now super-again young woman merely sighed at the attention, her moans indicating more pleasure than pain, her now super tits resisted the powerful embrace. Vampi could even feel the underlying muscles resisting and pushing back, working to retain their thrust-out position and shape against her crushing hold.

“I guess it’s true then; sexual pleasure DOES solve problems.”

In response, Kara proceeded to tense and flexed her muscles yet again, the bulging girth and hidden power underneath coming to the fore drawing an involuntary sharp gasp from Vampirella. Performing a simple bicep pose for her host, Kara sighed in appreciation as she felt Vampi’s attention on her, kissing all about her neck and shoulder blades; her host’s hands alternatively caressing and holding her arms, testing her 20inch biceps with her full-blown strength before gently down running them over various places of her torso more sensually. The sheer nightie that Vampirella herself was dressed in was no impediment either, her own aroused nipples flicking up and down against Kara’s now glorious back muscles, feeling up the delicious friction as her hard nubs ran up and the ridges of the one and only Kara Zor-El of Krypton. While her right hand kept up the work on tweaking Kara’s hard and sensitive nipples, her left had moved southwards, tracing a path over the rigid six pack and downwards, until her fingers came once more to the prize beneath the slighly damp blonde bush. As her fingers attempted to penetrate the Kryptonian’s pussy lips again, Vampi’s eyebrows raised slightly even as she heard Kara moaning and chuckling as the Drakulon felt the engorged labia lips clamping shut on her with much more force than before, denying her initial attempt gentle at penetration.

“Now let’s see how you try toooooaahhhHHH…” Kara’s intent quickly gave way to erotic pleasure again when Vampirella quickly rubbed her fingers all over Kara’s aroused clitoris and sensitive cunt lips with a burst of superspeed, the multiple strokes per second resulting in delicious friction, causing untold pleasureable sensations to permeate all over her body, the heat from such an intimate movement enticing her lower body to open up to the raven-haired sirens’ actions. And open up it did despite Kara’s attempt to hold out, crying out softly in languid pleasure even as the vampire quickly felt the familiar slickness flowing down quickly and copiously from the source, before Kara panted in response to her own superpowerful feminine body’s heightened arousal.

They almost got lost again with their runaway heat when suddenly Kara moved her arm down and stopped Vampirella suddenly, forcibly curtailing the pleasures. Panting slightly, her head moved to one side and seemed to focus on a point of interest hundreds of miles away. The way she had reacted hundreds of times on Earth as her superpowers picked up unusual disturbances across the globe, and prepared to change into her tight red and blues garb with the distinctive <S> insignia.

Vampirella chuckled at the younger woman, and leaned over to whisper into her left ear. “What, another cat that needs saving? Or is it a nuclear war about to take place? Given your current abilities, I am sure we still have time to finish before you go.”

Colour rose from Kara’s neck and further upwards. Turning around, she said rather sheepishly. “It’s ah..well, I think Alex is awake, and she’s already started looking around for me. And I wouldn’t want Fred and Eliza to…”

“Ah, in that case, I suppose you better be heading off soon then, Kara. Or should I say, Supergirl?” A twinkle in her eyes as the Last Daughter of Krypton smiled at that last question. As she was about to leap and fly away from the balcony, she stopped suddenly and turned around. Vampirella was about to enquire when they both heard the growling from Kara’s stomach.

Some things never change.

“Breakfast?”

<Epilogue>

So in the end it became a farce of a situation. Even though Fred Danvers and his team knew that Shannon Rodgers was somehow connected to the two dead students and everything else that happened at Leesburg High School, the fact that her father had decided to take the fall meant that the entire case was forcibly closed, the DA not even bothering to consider all the conflicting facts as long as they found someone to take the blame.

“So, a case of not having the younger generation to face up to the music? Or something else?” Karen Sands ventured. “Not sure if the young woman even knows that her father is now going to be sitting in prison for a very very long time, all due to her. While all she got was a slap on the wrist, at most juve if not community service.”

“Well, given that everything that we have on her is circumstancial, and there isn’t enough concrete evidence to lock her in, it only makes sense for the DA to just quickly wipe it off his Inbox as soon as possible.” Fred rubbed his five o’clock stubble pensively. “The thing is, everything went through very quickly. Too quickly.”

“Pressure from the top?” Fred thought for a while before responding carefully. “You and I both know that when too many things happen in a certain way, it’s not coincidence. Until then, we have no choice but to move on for now.” He looked down to look at the pretty picture on the case file before turning the cover over.

“At least your daughters seem to get along fine now.” That brought a smile to Fred Danvers. “You woudn’t say! Chalk that for one win, even if it’s only for my family. They still stick it to each other that Alex is slightly shorter and Linda can still be a bit withdrawn and shy, but compared to before, everything is MUCH better now.”

Karen leaned over to ask. “Well, the next thing you will be doing very soon will be to swat away all the boys that are bound to chase after Linda. With her long, flowing hair coupled with that maturing body of hers… I doubt that you packing pistols on both your hips will be enough to deter them from coming her way.” That brought another laugh from the Commissioner of Police.

“Oh, that’s already been covered, actually.”

“How so?”

“Alex has already taken over the role voluntarily; I heard the other day she had fended off a few would-be suitors at school before they are even allowed catch a whiff of Linda. I just hope she doesn’t take things too literally and send them to hospital though…”

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“Where is this place?” Shannon Rodgers asked as the car turned into a stately large mansion. It was the last place that she thought she would end up, and they haven’t even travelled beyond the state.

The police car came to a stop at the large wooden doubledoors, where a vertically challenged overweight middle-aged man stood on the steps of the mansion. The escorting police officer got out and opened the backdoor, ushering the young woman out.

“Welcome to Midvale’s School for the Gifted. I’m the Program Director Otis Reed.” He held out his hand, but retracted it after hovering for a while as Shannon ignored the gesture.

“Why am I here?” Despite her young age, she knows this doesn’t look like a normal juvenile detention center. There are lots of security, but the setup is slightly abnormal from what she had seen on tv and movies.

“You are a very special girl, Shannon. Special girls like you do get second chances. Our foundation…”gesturing around to the entire ground “believes in you and your abilities. With proper guidance and training, you can do more. Much much more.”

“Not interested. And I’m leaving.” Turning around, Shannon Rodgers walked towards the large gate. However barely twenty steps into her stride she suddenly hit an invisible barrier of some sort, stopping her in her tracks. Grunting as she tried to push her way through, she heard the chuckle behind her as she suspected the worst. Soon Director Reed stood by her side, coolly observing her having yet another go.

“We’ve designed this school to have certain… security measures that go above and beyond the norm. It’s one-of-a-kind of protection that many will kill for. Though as you can also see, once you step in you won’t be able to leave unless I give the approval. And it’s linked to you personally by the way. Office Pearsons over there won’t have any issues going back the same way…” nodding towards the escorting policeman, who took it that his services are no longer required, got into his car and drove past them towards the gate, leaving the succubus gaping.

“Are you holding me a prisoner?”

“Oh, no. Not in the least. Once you get to know this place, I can assure you that you will find the people and the going-ons to be very interesteing indeed, and I hope you will change your mind about leaving as well. Sometimes you just have to keep an open mind. Come now, let’s get you inside where there’s warm food and the best-in-class WIFI to keep you company.”

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“Dr Danvers?” That familiar, seductive voice stopped Eliza dead in her tracks. It had been an exceptionally long day for the Chief Researcher of LunaCorp, though the latest progress of the bionic arm and more have been good. That, and together with the other new research that seemed to have gained traction, at least the company looks set to survive for another few years from both the government contract and new potential commercialisations.

Turning around slowly, she finally saw the person stepping out from the shadows to reveal herself. Eliza Danvers took an involuntary step back and felt her back against the car, shuddering slightly despite having a jacket over her normal pants-suit. Despite the cold, the femme-fatale seemed unperturbed. Other than a purple-coloured cloak draped over her, the skimpy red slingshot bodysuit doesn’t even cover half of her entire tall yet slim body.

Oh, Eliza Danvers has heard much about her, it was more stuff of legends until one meets her in person. And based on some of those that were conveyed to her, most wouldn’t live to see another day when they do.

After all, when vampires send the Adjudicator to the scene, that person was also meant to cleanse the place in addition to adjusdicate and mediate disputes. Literally.

“I don’t believe we have met, Dr. Danvers, but this is important, hence a face-to-face is necessary. You know my name, but for easier reference you can call me Rose, if it makes you more comfortable.”

Looking at the scantily clad woman, a million questions ran past the good doctor’s mind, though she only managed to blurt out. “What do you want from me?”

“I need your help.” That brought a frown out of Eliza. “You see, I’ve been handed a set of vials which are of utmost importance. While I can bring these to the vampires or even to the Council, I do want to make sure that whatever I have on hand is the real deal. Given that you are one of the eminent experts on this, I figured that you would be the right person to have a first look at it.”

“But, surely there must be many places for testing, and many more who are better qualified than me…”

“You are the closest. Plus, I know that you have been working on the creatures’ research for a while, working with Yale’s Dr. Chris Roberts and our friends on an irregular basis. While I can bring these to the east coast to him, I still think you should have a look at them first. Give your first opinion.” She handed over the small box to Eliza. Opening up, Eliza was surprised to see the vials in them.

“They look like…”

“Blood, yes. One of a kind, I suppose. Extremely valuable.”

“How so?”

“Because these are bloods of creatures. Vampires, witches and deamons. Yes. Dr Danvers, someone with vast resources is also researching about us, and they seemed to have succeeded.”

“In what?”

“In creating creatures through science. New ones even. Mix-and-match, just like alchemy, apparently you can create a something new by mixing it correctly with human DNA. Imagine what the world that will become, and how much it will impact society.” That sent an involuntary shudder down Eliza’s spine. She now understands the huge implication, and the danger that she might be in.

“I need you to research the vials, and figure out if what they have done is truly ‘commercializable’. They seemed to have some fleeting successes, but I need to know if it’s just luck, or…” Eliza nodded, though Vampirella saw the hesitation in her eyes.

“Scared?” Eliza looked into the Drakulon’s eyes. No words needed to be said. “Don’t worry, you and your family are under my protection. I give you my word that all for of you will be safe.” She didn’t mention that other than herself, there happens to be one other particular young lady within the Danvers family who is more than equipped to deal with anything that comes their way with relative ease.

Eliza didn’t know what to say; instead she looked down at the vials before sighing and returning her gaze back at the Drakulon, she remarked “You know, when I agreed to help, I never knew it would take me so far down the rabbit hole.” That brought a chuckle from Vampirella. “Is it ok that I send some to Chris Roberts as well?”

“Let me handle that. I have extras that I can pass to him when I drop by the east coast. You work on these, let me know if you find anything intersting. Meanwhile I will also let the de Clairemonts and the Knights of the Lazarus know about this.” With that, vampirella turned around and walked back into the shadows.

“But how will I…” Eliza Danvers followed her into the dark, but once her eyes adjusted to the dark she couldn’t see her anymore. It was then she realised that familiar heft of her handphone in her right pocket of her coat, moved from her hanbag. Fishing it out and turning it on, there was a missed called from an unknown number on it, which she assumed was from her visitor just now. Sighing slightly, she quickly got into the car and turned on the engine.

Guess her To-Do list just grew longer yet again.

<Luthor’s Lab>

Too many projects, Mercy thought, as she walked along the long hallway towards one of them towards the end. Too many things to handle, and yet he insists on more. All because of one alien being. Being the personal assistant to one of the most powerful businessman, and the right-hand person to the top criminal mastermind of this generation, she has no qualms about having only one master and dealing with everyone else under her. But with Lex now blessed with Supremis abitilities, he seemed to have an insatiable appetite for finding out more about his nemesis, and would seem to stop at nothing to crush the person underneath his feet so help him god. With that, comes more and more and more things to do and keep track off, and even the ever inflappable Mercy Graves is feeling the toll.

It was already late evening when she landed back at the tower, her trip to Kaznia had not been a waste despite her earlier reservations. Guess having endless amount of money will help anything, the short-haired brunette thought as she held that small briefcase in her left hand, while her heels continued to click on the floor. As she went through the security codes and checks to get into the research area, she found Lex deep in discussion with the lead researcher on this subject, and he looked up as she approached.

“How was the trip?”

“Good. Cold, but I didn’t stay long to admire the winter scenery. Climate change meant that we have enough of it here already.” She silently thanked that the temperature doesn’t drop that low over here.

“I trust the General Akasov was accomodating?”

“He became more accommodating as the negotiations wore on.” Mercy didn’t even bother mentioning that despite the generous monetary offer, the General was trying to go back against his bargain until she took out all six of his personal bodyguards, before placing the end of the gun barrel at his temple to force him to turn the item over. “I’m sure he will be more obliging the next time round. If we want to have anymore dealings with him, that is.”

“That I have no doubt. After all, I have all the faith in you to get him to come around to our point of view.” Lex chuckled. “Shall we have a look?”

Placing the case on the long table, she opened the case to reveal the it’s contents.

“This is very unusual.” Dr Stein lifted the palm-sized, black-coloured crystal and had a device to do a once-over. “It doesn’t seem to reflect light at all, and despite it having a gneiss-rock kind of surface. Also it’s giving off a much more distinctive, yet decidedly different power signature…”

“… functioning similarly to other Kryptonites, which does have a strong positive indication that it could be a viable powersource. Maybe it, too, glows in the dark. After all, Roger, everything that you’ve been playing with here is unusual, is it not? The only thing that is common is the crystal-like structure, but other than the standard green, other colours are rare.” Lex finished on behalf. “Oh, Mercy, I have another task for you.” With that, he walked over to a separate leadbox and took out a few shrapnels of crystals. Mercy noticed that despite their size, they are more colourful from the usuals.

“You can see that we seemed to have a few interesting results from our tests, and I think we can do some charity work with it. You managed to… create them in the lab, did you not Roger?”

“Well, some are edges of smaller crystals that broke off when we aimed the high-powered laser against it. Others actually changed colours when we focused sunlight over a prism and blasted against them as part of our battery of tests. As you can see, while many still retained different shades of green, some became different shades of red as well, some pinkish others dark-red…”

“Mercy is not colourblind, thank you very much.” Handing them over to his trusted sidekick with a piece of paper, he continued. “I think you can drop them off to a few of our… acquaintances. As a symbol of trust, for them to play around as they please.” As she read the note, Mercy’s eyes opened wider when she read them.

“Is that wise?” Honour among thieves is hard to come by, and the list includes some of the most notorious of them.

“Well, I do have to show a bit of sincerity to bring them to consider our proposition later. Those on the list do have the brains and capabilities to figure out how to use them properly, while making sure not to get caught. But reinforce the idea that they would be wise to be careful and not have anything traced back to us. After all, we wouldn’t want to alert a certain Super or a certain Bat that we’ve been trespassing into his territory. Unlike Hitler, I am not interested to start a multi-front war without having enough strong allies of my own.”

And then, talking to no one in particular, he continued “or my own army if it comes to that. Fuchs seems to have some successes recently, let’s have a chat with the good doctor in the next room to understand what will it take to move to the next level. Also, let’s also do additional testing on that little prototype that we have for the LexSuit, shall we? See if it truly is as remarkable as an energy source as those government researchers postulated somewhere in their own private research…”