章節 150: CHAPTER 148
Bruce Wayne, hidden in the depths of the Batcave, felt his frustration mount as he attempted to infiltrate Lex Luthor's impregnable security server. The homing signal embedded in his decrypted files had led him here, but it seemed Lex's defenses were more formidable than he'd anticipated. Fingers danced across the keyboard as Batman tried to find another entry point, his typically stoic demeanor strained by his mounting irritation.
A voice, familiar and comforting, suddenly echoed through the cavernous Batcave. "Burning the midnight oil, are we now?"
Turning toward the source of the voice, Batman's stern countenance softened at the sight of Nightwing emerging from the shadows. "Hello, Bruce," Nightwing greeted, approaching him with a reassuring smile.
"Dick," Bruce replied, his attention reluctantly returning to the monitor. "I'm in the middle of something."
Nightwing, undeterred, closed the distance between them. "You don't have to shoulder this burden alone, Bruce. You have allies you can rely on in times like this."
Bruce sighed, weariness in his voice. "Things haven't been going well lately, Dick. Luthor's influence is growing, heroes are being branded as criminals, and the real villains are running rampant. The cities are descending into chaos, and worst of all, Lex has managed to turn Superman into his pawn. It's hard not to feel powerless when I couldn't prevent all of this and stop Lex Luthor's reign."
Dick placed a reassuring hand on Bruce's shoulder. "You don't have to bear it all on your own. That's the advantage of having a team of superheroes."
Bruce nodded, his resolve slowly returning. "You're right. I need to remember that."
Changing the subject, Nightwing asked, "How are things here in Gotham?"
"Business as usual," Bruce replied, though there was an edge of tension in his voice. "Criminals are more active than ever, but Barbara and I are doing our best to keep them in check. The military is involved too. There's also a new vigilante in town who's been surprisingly effective."
Nightwing's curiosity piqued. "A new vigilante? Do you know who it is?"
Bruce shook his head. "I've been too preoccupied with other matters to investigate. But after all this, maybe we should look into it. What about Blüdhaven?"
Nightwing nodded. "We've got our own share of vigilantes, and the military is flexing its muscles, claiming they can handle crime without us. By the way, tell me more about this new guy in Gotham."
"He wears a red mask and his uses guns as he's primary choice of weapon. I haven't had a chance to confront him yet."
"He sounds interesting . We should check it out once this crisis is over," Nightwing suggested.
Returning his attention to the computer screen, Bruce sighed. "As for what I'm doing, I've been trying to hack into Lex's personal computer to uncover his true motives before he executes it. But I've hit a wall."
"Why not go old school and sneak into his office to extract the files directly from his computer?" Dick proposed.
"I've done that already," Bruce admitted. "There was nothing incriminating there. Lex might be using a separate system for his criminal activities. Quite a clever move for someone with as much to hide as he does."
Nightwing leaned against a nearby console, a mischievous glint in his eye. "You know, there might be an easier way to play this cat-and-mouse game with Lex."
An intrigued Batman raised an eyebrow. "An easier way?"
Smirking, Nightwing let out a chuckle. "A way where we can focus on putting an end to this madness and still anticipate Luthor's moves."
Bruce's curiosity was piqued. "What do you have in mind?"
With a grin, Nightwing leaned in closer. "Have you ever heard of a site called 'The Architect'?"
…
[Tom Hendricks POV]
Rachael and I engaged in a conversation that seemed tranquil on the surface, yet beneath it all, there hung a palpable intensity. "Let's just say my soul doesn't quite belong here; I can't reveal more than that. Just that I hail from a parallel universe," I responded to her earlier query, half-expecting her to burst into uncontrollable laughter, dismissing my words as a jest.
I had disclosed this simply for the thrill of sharing the truth, only to have it brushed off like fiction. It was reminiscent of that character from the TV series 'Lucifer,' who claimed to be the devil, met with incredulity because of the sheer audacity of his tale.
"That might explain why your presence feels like a disruption to this world," Rachael mused, her thoughts drifting deep into contemplation.
"For a moment there, I didn't anticipate you taking that story seriously," I admitted as I casually strolled over and took a seat beside her, a steaming cup of coffee in hand. With a simple tap on my watch, my mask and costume seamlessly vanished into its depths.
Rachael's eyes widened with curiosity as she examined my watch. "How does that work?" she inquired, her fingers delicately touching mine as she focused on the intricate piece of tech.
"Just a little gadgetry I dabble with," I replied, downplaying the marvel of it all.
"So, enlighten me. How did my boyfriend become the criminal tyrant figure known as Ace?" Rachael's tea remained untouched as she turned to me, her porcelain complexion marked by a resolute expression.
"First of all, I didn't choose the name Ace; that was bestowed upon me by the heroes of this city. And I assure you, I'm not heartless. I do possess a heart," I paused, my words stumbling momentarily. "Though it's a dark and desolate place, likely filled with cobwebs, and it primarily engages in logical reasoning rather than emotional connections."
A perplexed look crossed Rachael's face before I continued, my tone shifting subtly. "Well, that was until I met you. You're the faint glimmer of light that pierces that darkness, filling it with warmth. That's why I was consumed by fury when I learned of your abduction." As I spoke, I watched Rachael's expression evolve from one of inquiry to one that blushed in response to my heartfelt confession.
I couldn't help but smirk internally at my own words. 'The things I say in pursuit of a woman's heart,' I mused as I reached for her chin, gently turning her face towards mine. Slowly, I leaned in, my lips softly meeting hers, her eyes closing in perfect harmony as she welcomed my kiss.
She crossed her leg over me and sat right on me, my dick to me precise. I I held on to her waist and we kept making out on the small sized couch.
It got so intense and hot, I reached for her soft ass and grabbed onto them, kissing the heck out of her. I reached for her top, unzipped it from behind her and slowly took it off.
Her bra was in the way but that wasn't an issue for me, I snapped my fingers and telekinetically unhooked her bra. "Quite a trick you've got there." She said as we continued to make out.
"Why don't we free these babies from their confinement, shall we." I said before taking off her bra, exposing her juicy breasts with her pink and pointed nipples pointing right at me.
"Oh wow." Were the words that escaped my mouth as I took a second to appreciate such divine titties. I grabbed onto them, putting one into my mouth and sucked on her nipples as she immediately gave a cute soft moan.
Her face had completely gone red and I could feel her wet pussy dripping through her panties and onto me already. I turned her over and laid her on her back as I continued to suck on her breasts, shoving it all into my mouth as I fondled on the other, pinching on the nipples and giving a slight twist to it.
I realized what she responded to and went back to kissing her from her lips, to her neck, as I kept fondling her breast. Licked her down her navel, as I went back up to her lips.
My hand had found its way between her thighs as she had given me access without resisting, complying with my every act. I slipped it into her panties and slowly caressed her clit.
*Hmmm*
She moaned out softly as I kept at it. I was on top of her, caressing her clit in circular motion as I sucked on one nipple and fondled the other breast. You could say I was quite busy with my hands.
Slowly I slid a finger into her pussy, she gasped a bit and I started to finger fuck her. I added another finger and her moans became more intense with the rapid motion of my hands.
"E…En… Enough with the teasing, just fuck me already." She stuttered as she spoke through each word. "Calm down sweetie, we haven't even gotten to the good part." I replied to her as I returned my focus to her clit, I took off her panties and could freely work that clit of hers. I must say, her pussy was so neat and juicy that I was compelled to give her head.
I leaned in with my tongue and grazed it against her clit, giving her head as I showed her what this tongue could do.
*Ahhhh*
She moaned out some more. "Come on, that's enough torture… Just fuck me already." She begged as she moaned through each word.
She pulled me up and reached for my dick, unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my rock hard cock. She wrapped her soft hands around it as she said…"Fill me with it already, I can't bear this any more." She said with a cute tone as her face became bright-red due to blushing.
I looked her in the eyes for a few seconds but she looked away for a second and reverted back to me. I tapped my cock on her pussy then slid in the tip, pulled out and repeated about four times.
"Why are you teasing me so much? It seems you enjoy doing this to me." She said with a low, yet sexy voice.
"Of course I do, I am not in a hurry. And besides, I want to take my time with this pussy of yours." I said to her. Just as I was about sliding my cock into her pussy, my watch beeps to life.
"Do you need to take that?" Raven asked, fully aware of how busy my life must be.
"Let me see." I clicked on my watch and a disturbing news from Deathstroke concerning Black Mask displayed on the screen. 'Slade Wilson, you motherfucking cock blocker.' The words that came to mind as I saw the message from Deathstroke, saying that Black Mask had attacked a few warehouses and caused trouble in some of my territories, while I was out rescuing Raven.
章節 151: CHAPTER 149
[Slade Wilson's POV]
The nefarious figure cloaked in the mask of a skull had finally crossed a line that would bring upon him the wrath of an insidious force – Ghost. It mattered little that Black Mask had been causing trouble throughout the dark alleys of Gotham; to Ghost, he was but an attention-seeking child, recklessly playing with fire.
Ghost, a name whispered in hushed tones among the shadows of the criminal underworld, had connections that stretched deep into the heart of crime. Yet, he had chosen to remain ignorant of Black Mask's existence, for there was nothing the latter could offer that could pique Ghost's interests.
However, Black Mask's latest transgressions had been his gravest folly. He had desecrated Ghost's territory, causing untold damage to warehouses that held valuable goods meant for his clandestine partners. Ghost did not tolerate such affronts to his business, and those associated with Black Mask were about to pay a steep price for his recklessness.
I attempted to contact Ghost, an act that usually garnered an immediate response, but this time there was only silence. It was unusual, but I knew better than to doubt Ghost's intentions. He must have been preoccupied with something in need of his attention. All I could do now was prepare for the inevitable – a massacre. Black Mask and his loyalists would pay their debts with their lives.
How could anyone be so foolish as to provoke a crime lord known for his ruthless pursuit of unpaid dues? Black Mask had sealed his fate, for the only currency that could settle this debt was the utter annihilation of the offender.
As I reminisced about my time working with Ghost, it became apparent that we shared more in common than one might think. Both of us harbored an indifference towards fame, valuing only the currency of power and wealth. Ghost was a meticulous planner, foreseeing an entire operation before its commencement, and with flawless executions– a trait I occasionally faltered in due to unforeseen interruptions from pesky heroes.
It was reminiscent of my days with Robin, during his leadership of the Teen Titans. But in this sinister alliance, it wasn't camaraderie that bound us; it was the shared pleasure derived from instilling terror into the hearts of our prey. We reveled in making them perceive us as the very embodiment of malevolence itself.
The tension in the air grew palpable as I readied my iconic Deathstroke mask. This clash would be a symphony of violence, a crescendo of chaos, and the crescendo would reach its peak when Ghost descended his wrath upon Black Mask and his pitiful gang.
For it is my duty as a member of the Outlaws, to see to it that Black Mask gets what's coming for him, without my boss having to lift a finger on this matter. Now they would bear the consequences of their folly
…
[Tom Hendricks POV]
You thought I wasn't going to proceed with fucking such a good pussy which was right in front of me and with my dick out already, just because of some bad news?
Nah…You thought wrong fellas. I thrusted half the length of my cock into Raven's wet pussy and slowly pulled out then continued as I gave her a slow fuck, then I slowly increased my pace.
A low life thug like Black Mask wasn't worth my time anyway, but after I am done with this pussy, I guess I just have to teach him a lesson. Maybe use him as a scapegoat in order to send a word of warning to others who have it in their minds to go against me.
I thrusted in the whole length and she gasped before letting out some more erotic moans, damn she's good. Then I placed my thumb on her clit as I kept fucking her, caressing it in circular motion and with my other hand slightly pinching and twisting on her nipples.
Her moans became louder as she couldn't hold it in any longer, a good sign for me. I closed her legs with my cock still inside her and hung them over my shoulder, as I leaned down, her knee was upon her chest then I gave deep and hard consecutive strokes.
She was moaning like crazy until she started letting out occasional screams, her tight pussy was pulling me in and I was getting addicted to it, I needed to leave my trademark in that pussy, claiming it as mine.
So I pulled out, used my powers to flip her into all fours, spreading her butt cheeks and sliding into that pussy as I kept ramming her. I continued with deep strokes as I used my free hand to caress her clit in the process, giving her occasional spanks on her ass and I could tell she was close to orgasm. Mainly due to the way her pussy walls tightened against my cock.
I leaned to her ear and teasingly whispered in it while I continued fucking her. "You love the way I fuck you don't you?"
*Ye…Yes I do, baby. I doooo." She kept moaning as she had a hard time replying as the pleasure seemed to intensify.
We've been at it for over fifteen minutes now. I pulled on her hair as I kept thrusting my cock into her dripping wet pussy which was gripping onto it. Kept spanking her ass as I choked her from behind, I leaned in again and gave a teasing bite on her ear, one which made her melt upon the bed and into a collapsed doggy position.
In that position I kept ramming her G-spot. "Ba… Babe, I am gonna cum." The words I've been wanting to hear her say, I kept ramming my cock into her pussy without changing my pace. And with a few more strokes she had a massive orgasm.
The couch was drenched due to experiencing an intense orgasm which led to a lot of squirting, "that's my girl." I said to her as I watched her vibrate, her eyes closed as she shakes uncontrollably.
I hadn't cummed yet and my cock was as hard as a metal rod, if we had gone a little longer we both would have cummed together. "Now you have to make it up to me, get on your knees. I assume you know what I mean."
Rachel understood the assignment. She managed to open her eyes as she slowly slid from the couch and unto the floor, got on her knees and took my cock in her mouth, stuffing it in as she started to suck me.
The feeling was divine, the calm air was filled with a gagging sound as she choked on my cock while stroking it at the same time. I held her by her head and fucked her throat, she deep throated me like a real throat demon, sucked on my balls as she jerked my cock for a while before taking the whole thing down her throat.
After a while I could literally feel myself getting really close, I held on to the back of her head and rammed her throat, tears flowed from her eyes as a result. Not due to pain but as a result of the gaging.
Before long, I pulled out and nutted on her face, then put my cock back in her mouth and let out the rest of it. It was a whole lot of load, she looked me in the eyes as she gulped, swallowing my cum. "Good girl." I complimented her with a smirk as I gave gentle tap on her head.
Rachel looked up at me and responded with a cute smile before leaving for the bathroom. I had to take things easy that night without bothering myself with the commotion that was going on in the country and in Gotham that moment.
…
[Mercy Graves POV]
In the dimly lit, high-tech sanctum of Lex Luthor's office, Mercy Graves, the unflinching enforcer, strode confidently towards her employer's imposing desk. The room was a portrait of calculated power, bathed in the eerie, ambient glow of holographic displays that depicted various cityscapes and intricate schematics. Lex, the mastermind of countless nefarious plots, appeared engrossed in his work, meticulously organizing files before him.
With a touch of intrigue in her voice, Mercy ventured, "Why the sudden change of plan?"
Lex, a man of unrivaled intellect and cunning, raised an eyebrow but played coy. "Whatever do you mean? You need to be quite specific, my dear."
Her gaze unwavering, Mercy voiced the concerns that danced behind her eyes, "You formed an alliance with Gorilla Grodd, now you've sent men after him to keep him in confinement."
A wry smile curled at the corner of Lex's lips, a testament to his ruthlessness. "Oh, that. I heard a surprise attack was made on him by some members of the Young Justice team. If they had succeeded, they would have been able to neutralize our psychic link." He rose from his chair, striding to the expansive window that overlooked the sprawling city below.
"It was best I captured him for myself before the heroes got lucky enough to apprehend him, ruining my scheme in the process. I merely made subtle changes in the terms of our agreement, that's all."
Mercy's response was as composed as ever. "I see, sir."
But then, she surprised Lex by presenting a tablet with an ominous update. "I have a rather disappointing update."
An irritated furrow marred Lex's brow as he inquired, "What is it?"
Her voice carried a weight of impending trouble. "It's concerning the operation, 'Demon Child'."
Lex's curiosity was piqued. "What about it? I heard they had Rachel in custody, and the head scientist there was about to commence the process. What could have possibly gone wrong?"
As Lex directed his piercing gaze at her, Mercy delivered the unsettling news. "They failed to secure a sample for the cloning process. She was rescued from the research facility, and the extracted blood was completely disposed of."
Lex's anger flared, and he couldn't help but demand, "What? Who could possibly have done that?"
Mercy's response was laced with a hint of unease. "It was done by the criminal with the highest bounty, sir. Ace the Tyrant."
Lex's mind raced with thoughts of this unexpected obstacle. "Ace, that miscreant just slowed down the process, but he can't stop what's coming. No one can. Rachel possesses incredible psychic prowess, so this device might not work on her."
He gestured at the enigmatic psychic device on his desk, its insidious potential concealed beneath a veneer of sinister elegance. "Magic is the only weakness most superheroes have. They can defend against tech or meta-powers, but are often susceptible to magic. I aimed to harness the power of Trigon from her, or use her genetic marker to clone her, creating my personal and magical weapon where tech is ineffective."
Mercy, ever the voice of reason, dared to voice the obvious concern. "Tampering with the power of Trigon could be very delicate and with disastrous consequences."
A subtle, chilling smile played on Lex's lips as he contemplated the grandiose plan. "I know. Anyway, we must move forward with the other plans which have already been set into motion."
"Yes, sir," Mercy replied, her loyalty unwavering, before elegantly exiting his office, leaving Lex to his diabolical designs. The room exuded a palpable tension, a battle of wits and wills in the shadows of a country that had yet to grasp the extent of their peril.
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