Chapter 42: Chapter 38: Fate** (you know what the asterisks are for, you dirty-minded people)
AN: I felt generous, and it was a good Christmas, so enjoy.
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"Talking"
'Thinking'
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Tower of Destiny, July 20, 23:05, 2016
The tower of destiny was a place that could only be described as 'magical'. Filled with artifacts and objects of a mystical nature. It also boasted as many infinite rooms as magic would allow. At this moment, in one of the rooms, two lovers were giving themselves for the first time to the pleasure of desire.
Diana and Edgar waited no moment, and, in the confines of the night, they quickly entered into passion. Even though it was a different time apart for each of them, due to the time difference between each dimension, their bodies and souls were asking them to show their love for each other.
They didn't even wait to enter the room when they began their first battle, starting with a passionate kiss. Their tongues began to dance at a fast but coordinated pace. A hard fight was brewing at this moment for dominance, as their saliva mingled in a myriad of flavors from the espresso Diana had previously had and the last meal Edgar had have.
Both of their hands did not stay still. Diana searched all over Edgar's torso for a way to remove the upper garment she felt was surplus to requirements at the moment. In the end she opted for the easiest strategy and with her strength she tore the shirt in two, then proceeded to go over every part of his well defined and muscular torso, due to the training.
Edgar was calmer, for at this moment he was savoring with his hands Diana's big juicy ass, whose proportions were perfect. Edgar groped gently, but was becoming more brazen coming to squeeze it, giving way to a slightly animalistic growl from Diana.
"Edgar, make love to me" Diana pleaded. Edgar didn't have to hear it twice to follow her command. Grabbing her by her ass, he carried her to the bed and gently deposited her.
Slowly, he removed her upper garment, but he didn't do it quickly like Diana, nor did he rush. On the contrary, he began to slowly kiss every inch of his beloved's perfect skin, adoring her. Each kiss he gave caused Diana's skin to bristle and her breath to start coming in short gasps.
Edgar had removed her upper garment when he realized Diana wasn't wearing a bra. That was where he hated being blind the most as, if he could see, he could see beautiful C cup breasts, nice and firm from her training with a nice pink nipple, which was already erect from the pleasure he was feeling from Edgar's adoration.
But this did not stop him. He quickly ran his tongue over these magnificent mounds. Swirling it around on his tongue, and lightly using his teeth to bite into the pink erect mountain, which elicited another animalistic growl from Diana.
"Ahh, Edgar, please"
Edgar, however, did not listen to her. Rather, he made her martyrdom, a little more unbearable. For slowly, he moved kiss after kiss down her defined and perfect abdomen, past her navel and down to her pants which were unbuttoned, but still on.
There, Edgar showed that he also had an animal side when on impulse he removed said pants with a quick, instinctive movement. Finally black panties came into view, which were already slightly wet due to Diana's juices.
Edgar's maximized senses of smell intoxicated him with that musky odor. He did not remain idle, and quickly set his tongue to savor said juice. He was a first-timer, but, at this moment he was following the greatest advice he received from his previous masters. 'Don't think. Follow your instinct', and what great advice it was at this moment.
His tongue slowly lapped up said juices, which caused Diana to let out the first loud moan of the place. Edgar started with a snaking motion all over that pink bud, then, as if that wasn't enough, he started using his fingers, exploring the hidden cave, trying to find all the treasures it held.
"AHHHHHH!" and boy did he find it as Diana let out the first loud moan of the night, due to Edgar having found her most pleasurable area.
Edgar took advantage of this and began to quickly use his hands and tongue on said areas to increase his beloved's pleasure. Diana could not contain herself and began to let out more loud moans that made her feel ashamed.
Then she remembered that she was in someone else's house, and, although magical, she didn't know if it was noise proof. So she could only use a nearby pillow to drown out the howls of pleasure.
Edgar was starting to become skilled at this, so much so that it finally caused Diana to release the first shower right in Edgar's face. Edgar at this point had acquired a new favorite drink because of these juices. They were like finding the coolest oasis after going without a drink in the desert.
"ahh, Edgar, ahhh, please stop teasing me and come inside already" Diana pleaded. At this moment she wasn't showing anywhere near the great warrior character she had. At this moment she was just a pleading woman who wanted to become one with her beloved.
Edgar did no more foreplay. It was time for the main act. He quickly dropped his pants, revealing his amazing rod. Diana who was a bit intoxicated came back to her senses when she looked at that monster between Edgar's legs. At that moment a single thought came to her.
'Will it fit?'
Edgar, oblivious to these thoughts, did not worry about this, and quickly lined up his rod in the cave of pleasure, but did not penetrate her, far from it, but walked over to Diana and took her hand. Then he leaned close to her ear and whispered.
"Ready?"
"Mmm" Diana only nodded sorrowfully, but without hesitation. Although she didn't want to admit it, the wait had taken forever.
However, when Edgar's monstrous rod finally entered, Diana could only open her eyes wide and let out a choked scream due to all the pleasurable pain she felt at that moment, which made her mind go a little numb.
Quickly that monster made its way to the confines of the cave. Diana felt its walls expand into lengths she didn't think possible, giving her pain mixed with a slight pleasure that was quite inexplicable.
Edgar was no better, as he had to stop himself from coming at that moment. It felt a temperature like a small oven, and the walls squeezed and threatened to squeeze out every milliliter of the highly guarded heavenly juice. Which Edgar barely held back like a champion.
He also sensed that Diana had tensed in pain, so he opted to start kissing her. She kissed him back. This was not one of those wild kisses they had have at first. Rather it was a loving one. Where affection, desire and love were expressed.
"I'm ready" after several seconds. Diana got used to the pain caused by Edgar, which made him start to move.
He quickly began to move inexpertly, but soon picked up the pace, as he began to speed up. Edgar pulled out his tool almost completely and pushed it so deep that it gave Diana unreal pleasure.
Diana lost it there. She could no longer help but scream out in pleasure, as her eyes began to blur due to her mind numbed by this act. She was clinging to what little rationality she had left by tightly gripping the sheets she was slowly tearing with her strength.
Edgar instinctively picked up the pace. But to increase it, he grabbed Diana's arms that were clinging to the sheets and held them as leverage to hammer at an unreal pace. Which caused Diana to start sticking out her tongue and her eyes to go white for a brief moment.
Diana was starting to be a moaning, screaming mess. Whether anyone else heard her, that no longer mattered to her. She was just concentrating on the great pleasure she was feeling and not passing out because of it.
Edgar changed position, turning Diana's body 90°. He grabbed her leg and started hammering her. If the previous position gave Diana great pleasure, this position made her give in and she poured her second torrential rain. At this point, she could only cling to the back of Edgar's neck, as she turned her head to kiss him shamelessly, which Edgar reciprocated.
They quickly took several poses, while Edgar and Diana felt a pleasure like never before. They were already moving instinctively. Edgar had even slapped Diana's ass, and she reciprocated with another grunt. Diana had also not been idle giving light scratches on Edgar's back or even going so far as to lightly bite his collarbone, leaving him a seal of love.
In the end, after many minutes, having Diana on her back, right on her knees, while he held her arms and Diana just drowned her cries in the pillow, he could hold it no longer. He had held on like a champion, but even the greatest warriors fall. So, with a grunt, he just said.
"Diana, I'm coming"
"Wait, me too...We have to do it together"
They both let loose the last of the night's most torrential rain that spread across the surface of the bed.
In the end, Edgar and Diana kissed giving an end to that first passion together. However, it was not about to end, as Diana now moved and mounted Edgar. Then she saw his big semi-flaccid tool and began to lick it as if it were the best lollipop in the world.
Her tongue was running through all those intermingled juices that gave a unique and intoxicating taste. This only brought more pleasure to Edgar as he began to grunt at the skill of his beloved's tongue. In the end, Diana did her bidding as from giving the big rod so much love, it lifted as if it hadn't done the exhaustive exercise before.
"Round two?" she finally asked with a smile.
Edgar could only smile wryly. In the end he could only nod.
"Round two"
In the end, they didn't sleep at all that night. As they both harnessed their superhuman energy, trying out positions and pleasures that would humanly be impossible for ordinary people, and squeezing out every drop they had in their bodies because of it all.
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Camelot, 500 a.C.
On the busy streets of Camelot, the local market was bustling as it always did. Business was booming, and everything from spices, fruits and even some were brave enough to sell some jewelry was being sold. In that same market, a skinny, clean-shaven young man was strolling around with a slight smile on his face.
He looked no more than 25 years old and wore common clothes that any commoner would wear in that place. The young man's appearance could only be described as 'common'. His hair was black, slightly long, and he was quite skinny, to the point where he lacked any noticeable muscles on his body. However, he had a friendly appearance that made people who talked to him unable to help but be friendly with him.
The young man was looking at all the stalls with a smile, looking for interesting things. Finally he saw something that caught his eye and approached a stall selling fresh fruit.
"Madam, how much for apples?"
"3 for 10 pence young man. If you order more than 5 I'll give you a discount"
"Give me 12"
However, at that, two boys no more than 6 years old approached him. They had a ragged appearance, indicative of their street character. One of the boys had black hair, and the other had dirty blond hair. The blond-haired one stood behind the black-haired one, with a fearful demeanor, yet the black-haired one moved with grace and confidence. Clearly, of the two, he was the leader of the group.
"Sir, please give us an apple, we haven't eaten in two days and we are starving" the black haired boy pleaded. The truth was that they looked quite malnourished. That they hadn't eaten in quite some time might not be so far-fetched.
The young man who was buying the apples began to look at them carefully, as if he were looking for all their secrets. The children became nervous at this, but did not move, nor did they leave. They were there on a mission and would not leave until they succeeded.
Finally, the young man who had already had his apples, smiled kindly and held out the bag.
"Take them. They are all yours" the young man gave them the whole package of apples. The children looked astonished at this, but did not complain. They quickly took the package. And they went happily away.
"Thank you, sir"
The young man watched these children leave with a smile. A thought came into his head as this happened.
'I found what I was looking for'
As he thought this, he held his hand, where before there was a ring, which the blond boy stole while the black haired one distracted him. It was the only thing special about the young man. A rather rare and unique looking ring.
The children ran into an alleyway away from the bustle of the market. Finally, when they sensed that no one was lurking they pulled out their windfall. They finally pulled out the shiny ring.
That's right, these two children were thieves who stole from those they thought were wealthy and came to the market. They didn't plan to rob this young man, but they saw the ring from afar and thought it was worth a lot of money. It was something they couldn't help but steal.
Both were orphans. Both never knew their parents. But the difficult situation on the streets made them brothers. Together, they struggled to survive from day to day. It wasn't easy, but little by little they acclimated to the hard life they had to live.
The young black-haired boy was the brave one and the leader of the group. The one who had the confidence to perform these feats. However, the one with blond hair was the mastermind. The one who devised the strategy and plan to accomplish these robberies. Both coordinated very well. Finally, they set about poring over the ring in their hands.
"It looks special, brother" the black haired one said to his brother.
"Mmm" only nodded the blond.
The ring they had stolen, looked rather strange. It was grey, but it wasn't silver as it felt different. However, the strange thing was the emblem in the center. It was a knight holding a sword. They had never seen this emblem before, but they were sure they would get good money for it when they sold it at the pawnshop.
However, they could not claim victory when the ring suddenly began to vibrate. This frightened the children, who let go of it. Then the ring began to float and began to fly to the entrance of the alley. There stood the skinny young man, with a confident smile as he put his hand where the ring flew and magically placed itself on his finger.
"Impressive steal, guys. With anyone it would have worked, but not on me. Sorry"
"You're a magician..." the black haired boy spoke in disbelief.
They weren't that rare in Camelot. In fact, there was a special breed called homo-magis, who were born with the talent for magic, and nurtured by the kingdom to become court magicians. But they were upper class, not seen in these markets with the 'common people'.
"Yes, I am. Myrddin Emrys at your service" the young wizard gave a slight bow. But when the children heard this name, they became very excited. This name was well known as he was the youngest wizard in the court of the 12. The 12 most powerful wizards in the whole kingdom.
"You are Emrys 'the resourceful' the youngest wizard of the court of 12. That's great...Although I thought you would look different, with a big beard and wise looking" the black haired boy told him. However, the last made Myrddin put on a look of despair.
'That nickname again, maybe I should look for another one. Mmm, and maybe grow a beard to look wiser' Myrddin finally thought.
He was the youngest wizard in the court. And one who, despite being homo-magi, had earned his place through talent and ingenuity in magic. Hence that nickname, which he never liked.
'Emrys the resourceful, why not better Emrys the powerful' At this point, the young wizard was seriously thinking about getting another nickname.
"That's me, kids. I wouldn't have minded being robbed of the truth, I've never been greedy with money. But this ring is special. This is the emblem that endorses me as a king's councilman. I can't lose it... However, I think fate wanted us to meet. Actually, you have me quite surprised. I can sense that you are not of my race, and you are quite talented in magic, especially you, boy" he said as he pointed to the black haired boy "wouldn't you like to become my pupils?"
"What?"
"Are you serious?"
They both asked in disbelief. They could not believe the suggestion being made to them. It must be said that they did not even expect to get the minimum basic education. Even for education it took a lot of money, and only the middle or upper class could afford it. They just wanted to survive from day to day. The best they could hope for, was to get to be wards of a wizard, and being a ward of a wizard of the 12, already put them on a pretty high shelf, even among wards.
"Sure. I already have two pupils, but I think I can manage two more. so what do you say?" finally asked Myrddin. He was a believer in fate. And he was sure that his path was intertwined. He was sure he should teach these children.
"We accept!"
"Perfect, and what are your names?"
"My name is Mordru"
"I am Nabu"
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Tower of Destiny, July 21, 10:58, 2016
After that exhaustive and hard exercise where both were winners. Edgar was at this moment next to Diana looking at Raven sleeping. Physically she was much better, her breathing was calm and she no longer had the severe symptoms she had had due to the poisoning.
Edgar was calm, but Diana knew that, actually inside he was quite worried about this little girl. She knew he had a weakness for children. It didn't take a genius to know that because of the orphanage. That was another touchy subject. The two of them had been away so long, they didn't know if the orphanage was okay. They could only pray that it was.
"You worry so much about her" Diana finally commented. There was no venom in her voice, far from it. There was warmth. For she felt that Edgar was right to care about someone else.
"She's lonely, Diana. In part she reminds me about me and my circumstances" Edgar replied. "Besides, spending more than 4 months with someone makes you close, even if you don't want it. The girl is good, she just lacks more company and socializing more"
"When this is all over, I'll help you find her a home...and maybe get her into a school, so she can spend time with kids her own age"
"That would be nice, yes, thank you, Diana. You're the best" in the end he just held her hand and gave her a kiss. Diana just sat on his lap and settled into his chest.
However, their moment was interrupted when they heard someone coughing.
"Cough, cough...sorry to interrupt" it was Kent Nelson, who had come into the room. "But Inza and I made cookies and some tea. I think it's time for a long overdue conversation between us, Edgar"
However, Edgar remained focused on Raven who lay there asleep, and asked.
"She... will she be okay?"
Kent smiled at the concern shown and only stated.
"She'll be fine. I just put a light sleep spell on her, which will dissipate when her body finally fully recovers. This is to avoid discomfort in the child. Oh, and don't worry, I made sure she has nice dreams, and not nightmares about her father"
"Do you know about her nightmares?" asked Edgar curiously. That subject was a touchy one for Raven, as many nights her power manifested unintentionally because of this.
"Even I, without the helmet, can feel the great influence of her father's power on her, Edgar. It's powerful. And, as such, I know that her thoughts can sometimes be influenced by this. I'd be surprised if she didn't have nightmares"
"How can it be avoided?"
"It can't, unfortunately. Its influence will exist as long as her father lives. Only she can work to fight this. Her fate is difficult, but she can work to cope. Relax, I believe that, in a couple of days, she will be as good as new"
"...Yes. Thank you for everything, Kent. For helping Raven and also for keeping Diana safe"
Kent smiled gratefully.
"It was nothing. Really. But if you want to thank me, then accept our invitation and try my wife's freshly baked cookies, they're magic I tell you"
"He's right" Diana interrupted, "They are some of the most delicious I've ever tasted"
"Okay, we'll follow your lead"
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'Damn, this is too delicious' thought Edgar. They had said these cookies were special, and boy were they not wrong. It was in the top 3 best desserts he had ever tasted, that was for sure.
"Miss Inza, this is delicious. I need the récipe"
"Good luck with that, my friend. I've been married to her for many years and she still won't deign to tell me"
"Don't be exaggerated, my love. I only don't tell you because I know you don't have a hair of a cook in your body, honey. And Edgar, thank you, and tell me Inza. Deep down, I've always felt young"
A cheerful atmosphere was in the kitchen room as the four people chatted. Duke was there too, but he was too focused on the food on his plate that he never paid attention to the conversation. The cookies were much more interesting, that was for sure.
However, all merry-making had to end. So Kent, with a little sigh, finally interrupted.
"Sigh, Edgar, I think it's time for some answers from me"
"I think you're right, Kent. The truth is I have a LOT of questions, but I'll let you talk and explain before I ask, that way it will be easier and smoother for you, what do you say?"
"Sounds good to me. Actually, I'd like to start the conversation with a little story"
(AN: this is Kent talking)
"Long, long ago, in the medieval city of Camelot, wizards coexisted in harmony with the kingdom. Making one of the most prosperous empires of the time. The most talented wizard, was of course, Myrddin 'Merlin' Emrys. We have all heard of that name.
In Celtic history and legends it is mentioned that he had two pupils. Arthur Pendragon, heir to the throne of Camelot, and Morgana Le Fay, Arthur's half-sister, but who was quite talented in magic. I will not talk about the story that is told, as it can be easily found in the books.
What I will talk about is the untold story, or the story that was hidden and censored by Arthur's successors. In reality, Merlin had two more pupils. Two young men who even became more powerful in magic than Arthur and Morgana themselves. They were Nabu and Mordru.
Mordru, of all, was the most powerful. So much so that he became intoxicated with power, and began to feel like a god among men. He did not care about ruling. He did not care to conquer. He only wanted to be worshipped as the 'god' he was.
However, he did it on the basis of fear. On the basis of submission. Merlin, despite the love he had for each of his students, could not help but get in the way of his conquering character, and fought against him, but in the end he could not succeed and died at his hands.
Mordru had a special ability. A forbidden spell that allowed him to absorb the power of every wizard he killed. He absorbed the great power of Merlin and with that, the human limitation was broken. Mordru by sheer power, became what is known as a Lord of Chaos. Beings whose power can stabilize or destabilize the universe itself. That is how powerful he had become.
From there, Arthur and Morgana joined forces, despite their differences, to defeat Mordru. But, even so, they could not succeed. All seemed lost for them.
However, Mordru, despite his great power, was still human. And although he would not admit it, he still had feelings. Above all, for the one person he truly cared about, his brother, Nabu. Nabu fought against Mordru, even almost giving his life in the process, but Mordru was powerful enough. All was lost.
However, universal law tells us that chaos cannot live without order and vice versa. So, the Lords of Order, seeing this sacrifice of the young man, and seeing that he met the necessary criteria, decided to even the scales and allowed him to break the human limitation and become a Lord of Order.
This put Nabu on par in power with Mordru and, although with great difficulty, he was able to defeat him. In the end, Nabu split the Mondru's soul into three and placed them in three different containers, causing him to become a powerless spirit wandering in limbo.
Nabu, spent hundreds of years being the protector of the order of the world. But, although the lords of chaos and order are powerful and thus longer-lived than the average person, they still had a mortal life. However, he, who had used his power of time, had foreseen that it would not be until many, many years in the future that another lord of order would arise. Specifically a girl, named Amaya. But that is another story for the future.
To make a long story short, Nabu put his spirit in a special helmet given by Merlin, which is said to be able to prevent the future. The helmet of fate. From there, every person who puts on the helmet has Nabu's powers, and thus a bit of his personality, as it influences your body and mind, maintaining order and protection of the world.
I am the last helmet wearer. My story is fairly common. I am a couple of decades older than you, Edgar. I was a mere young archaeologist who found such an artifact by 'accident' in some Egyptian ruins. However, in reality, my destiny was already written to become Doctor Fate.
Having the power of a lord of order allows me to have knowledge and powers beyond imagination. But it also makes you grounded and know that every day that passes may be the last day of our existence.
I don't want to brag, but the power I am most capable of is the manipulation of time. It allows me to prevent every ramification and node that arises due to the decision of our actions. Time is not linear, nor circular, but like branching threads, as one decision can affect the course and movement of time and space. And it is by this power, that I caused what I did to you, Edgar.
Many events have passed since you left, Edgar. Let me show you"
Kent put a finger to his head and a golden light began to glow brightly because of this. After a few seconds, this charged up all his power and he approached Edgar.
"I know you have powerful mental barriers because of your power, but allow my information to enter your mind"
Kent put his finger on Edgar's forehead. Dozens of memories, information and so on, passed into Edgar's mind. Edgar had withheld this information, but quickly let it in, which caused his head to start hurting.
"...This. This is too much to take in" Edgar said with difficulty.
Files of the events that had happened in all the time he had been gone. All the files on The Light, and its members. There was even more information than Batman had collected, as Kent had the power of foresight, and could see into a person's future and past, which supplemented the information collected quite a bit. Each event, Edgar was reviewing it in his mind like a movie.
There he realized that the League had been dissolved, that the world was ruled in the shadows by The Light, and that several figures of this group were the cause of Edgar's events. However, it was the last thing that was revealed to him that caused him the most surprise.
"So, in a nutshell, what you want to tell me is that my meddling changed the fate of the world?"
"That's right, it all started in late 2014. I was fighting Wotan, one of my most dangerous and powerful enemies. He had caused the sleep barrier to be punctured, letting the nightmares pass free. Each dream nightmare was wandering into the real world and wreaking quite a bit of havoc. I quickly asked for a leave of absence so that I could resolve this issue at the League. However, when I finished my mission, I did not return. For when this matter was over, a vision of the future came to me.
In that future, a young Rider fought against some members of the Justice League, and won. However, he went into hiding, and searched in the shadows for the real culprit of the whole situation. That's right, that was you, Edgar.
In that vision, you managed to discover an organization called The Light, whose files I already passed on to you. But with your limited resources you hadn't found everyone and you ran into the most powerful member, Mordru. He fought you and, although he was weak, he still managed to send you away by locking you in a pocket dimension as a prison.
If I am a master of time, Mordru is a master of space. Creating a pocket dimension is easy enough for him. If you think it's hard on Azarath because of its three times slower time, imagine being trapped in a place where one day there, it would be 100 or 1000 years here. That's how dangerous Mordru is.
The worst does not end there. Because this organization managed to lock up the League. Some were killed because they could not control them. In the end, their plan succeeded and they managed to create an empire, organized in 12 different zones.
Soon they began to expand, managing to subdue the Martians, and managing to expand their influence to the ends of this galaxy. They had allied with a new force called Star Sappire. And they managed to enclose this galactic sector, in an allied empire.
But it was not all good. The world became a world of false 'order'. While on the surface everything looked good. People lived in fear, as this empire only favored the 'talented' or the 'powerful'. In short, if a person did not prove his worth, he practically became an outcast, or his body was used as an experiment to test unethical scientific things. This empire had become a rather rigorous militaristic system, where free will was forbidden.
Vandal, the leader of The Light, had a vision of the future where alien conquerors were destroying the Earth. He was able to create an empire capable of defending itself against these widespread threats. However, the threat he expected was not external. It was internal.
That's right, while all this was going on, the Obscurus had managed to trap Raven and open a portal to her father, Trigon. They are like cockroaches. Knowing how to hide and spread like a plague.
From there, the war began. The Earth defended itself. More than 15 years of fight where they gave no quarter. But in the end, Trigon was more powerful, and they succumbed to their conquest. Earth had lost.
From there, my vision ended, I don't know what happened next, but I'm sure nothing good.
With that vision, I wanted to do something, so I started to predict what would happen if I prevented such an organization from being created. Guess the answer...That's right, we would all die, but much, much sooner.
It pains me to admit it, but the superheroes, confident in their power, are not ready for a threat like Trigon. The world, with its division due to different interests, and with its corrupt governments, is not ready for an external invasion. We are easy prey.
No matter how much I saw, what I realized. I never prevented the world from ending. However, I had only one option left to me... You, Edgar.
You are my wild card. In all the events you fought with Mordru and he locked you in prisons of time and space. Your inexperienced and contaminated power did not allow you to get out of there. Sometimes he even locked you in hell itself, so that you could fight against the different powerful demons that exist there.
Then I thought: what would happen if I prevented your quest for revenge, and made you better get involved with the other person causing the destruction, namely Raven. That is why I sent you to Azarath.
However, I know you will ask why I did nothing with the League, and why I let The Light get this far all this time. The answer is because I know that you, alone, can't make it. I'm not thinking about Trigon's invasion, or this situation with The Light. I'm thinking beyond that, Edgar. There are enemies that even Trigon fears. Enemies lurking around the Earth.
I don't know why, but Earth is a tourist destination for these beings. There is something unexplainable here that makes these beings want to conquer or destroy this land full of resources.
And although you are powerful, just like me. We are individuals. More protectors are needed. And the League is the one that has to take the role of these. But first they had to lose for them to stand up and change their closed mindset.
At the end of the day, the world is not black and white. The world is a shade of gray. And believe me, after this, they will understand.
I did it all for the best in the world, Edgar. I hope you understand that. But it's time, my friend. It's time for us to get involved in the happenings of the world. Diana, you and I. But most of all you, Edgar. Someone whose fate has already been changed by Trigon"
Edgar was silent because of all this talk. He didn't even know what to think. He knew that as Rider, he had a job to keep the world in balance. But Kent, at this moment, was placing all bets on him to avoid such an uncertain future.
Diana sensed Edgar's uneasiness and just took his hand to comfort him. She gave him a kiss on the cheek, and said.
"You are not alone. I will be with you in whatever you decide" this reassured Edgar who took some time to think about everything.
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"...All right, Kent. Let's do it. Anyway, I have a score to settle with several of those members of The Light. They definitely won't be on my next Christmas list"
Kent nodded. In the end, however, he made a hesitant face.
"Edgar, I'm not against your vengeful nature, but I'm asking you for a favor. I don't care if you have to kill at this crossroads, but, if there are members of The Light who survive after all this, judge them with your stare. Even if it looks hard, some are not true sinners. Some are there, because they are outcasts of society and sought to get out of their plight. As lord of order, I only ask you to be fair"
This was at the request so that innocent people would not die. Some villains, in reality, were just people who became criminals because the world drove them to it. Others, however, were just fuckers who just wanted to watch the world burn. Edgar nodded, at Kent's request. His stare would tell if they were indeed true sinners.
"Okay... so what should we do?" asked Edgar. He was already committed to this cause, and was asking what Kent thought was best to start with. As soon as Raven woke up and acclimated to the place, they would move. However, what Kent answered only made Edgar despair.
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"I don't know. I have no idea. It's your choise" Kent replied. "Sigh, Edgar. That's the problem with knowing the future. I can't tell you what to do, since that would cause events to change and could actually make the future change for the worse. You must understand that. Sure, I can advise you, but in the end it all depends on your decisions"
Edgar rubbed his head. A small headache was starting to come to him because of this. He understood why Kent wouldn't tell him, as he was right that one small change could change the whole future, but it was still complicated for him to think it was for the best.
It had to be said that he knew what was happening right now on Earth. Everything basic that Kent knew, Edgar knew. He knew that Aquaman, or Superman was in trouble. And that Themyscira, the home of the Amazons had already been besieged and had taken said warriors prisoner.
"Okay... there are three things that concern me the most. Atlantis, Themyscira, and Superman. The first is the most advanced kingdom on earth and the most dangerous, the second is your home, Diana and is under siege by Circe and several other villains, where they are holding your family prisoner, and Superman, well, rescuing him would give us a great advantage against this group"
"For Superman, don't worry. He'll be out soon enough. Either because of Batman and the League or by his own hand"
"I see...so Themyscira or Atlantis. We have to decide which one to attack first"
"Why not both?" Inza interrupted by asking. She hadn't spoken the entire time, but just because she didn't speak didn't mean she wasn't privy to the conversation. It had to be said, she was a powerful wizard, of the homo-magi race, and had also lived a long time as Kent. She was powerful and wise.
"Because we don't have the ability to go into both places, do we, Diana?"
"That's right. I can't speak for Atlantis, but my town are not easy to besiege. More so if men are involved. The barrier will give warning of male intruders as soon as they take a step onto the island. Besides, the place is full of weapons, and other powerful artifacts. Circe practically has a fortress at her disposal"
"I know you don't have the capability, but why not look for a team?" Inza suggested. If they weren't enough, then look for more people to join them on their crusade. Edgar interrupted.
"Me and the League have differences. Kent said they were going to change their mindset, but, still, at this point, I'm sure they don't want to get involved with me"
"Don't worry about that. In fact, it's better if we don't get involved in The League's affairs. Since they have their role to play in this matter and they have to grow as a group. But I understand what my wife says, even with the three of us, we can't make a combined assault on the two places... but I think I have several individuals in mind, for this mission, and I think you know some of them"
Kent materialized a list of names. Edgar ran his hand over each name, but stopped when he read two familiar names.
<Kimiyo Hoshi>
<John Constantine>
Only one thought popped into his head.
'You've got to be kidding me'
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Superman Prison, Siberia, Russia, August 14, 2016.
At the Siberian facility where Superman was imprisoned, a ship landed in camouflage mode. From there, a group of young people came out, dressed in special attire to avoid tracking. They were the Teen Titans.
"Nightwing to Base. Coordinated and ready for mission. Proceed to clearance"
He was Nightwing, or Dick Grayson, formerly Robin. The inexperienced, small boy was no longer visible. At this point, he was a 17 year old young man standing 5'7", quite athletic with an agile body specialized in fighting. He had been chosen as the leader of this mission, due to his leadership character. Aqualad was also a great leader, but everyone thought Nightwing was better at this undercover mission.
The mission: rescue Superman and get out of there, before reinforcements from The Light arrived.
Batman's voice sounded over Nightwing's intercom.
"Nightwing, proceed with the mission"
With a hand signal, everyone moved....
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