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Before I can tell The Last Mikey Story I need to give you some background Michael’s Story.
Mike Delaney was a gay schoolteacher at Pine Valley High School. When he came out of the closet it caused a controversy in town that culminated in his sister being killed by a fagbasher on a live talk show. Eventually Mike and his boyfriend Brad got an apartment together and we never saw them again. Michael’s Story and Brad’s Story was my attempt to show why. .Mike meets Big Scott and Pluto on Halloween night, 1997, and chapter 80 is set on Halloween 1998. I’m not going to summarize all 80 chapters, but here's a brief rundown on the more important characters.
Mike, Big Scott, Pluto, and Bob Cobb:
Brad was taken away in a time bubble and had lots of adventures. Mike stayed behind with two genetically enhanced Naltorian sex machines, Big Scott and Pluto. The three of them moved into Mike’s loft and Mike became their sex slave. When a ret-conned Mon-el (now calling himself Bob Cobb) showed up at the door Pluto fell in love on the spot. Pluto and Bob Cobb were married some months later by the Captain of a Markovian luxury liner (gay marriages being legal in Markovia, of course.) Mike remained devoted to Big Scott and the two were very much in love,
Where Brad’s story and its sequels were meant to be adventures, Mike’s story was a soap. It was episodic, had a huge cast of characters, and was based more on relationships and love stories than on adventures. The “gimmick” was that Big Scott had taken control of Mike’s sexual activities and Mike was only allowed to climax on holidays, and then only if he had been a good boy since the last one. Consequently, each chapter takes place on a different holiday. Keeping with this theme, most everyone in town hung out at the local bar/restaurant/coffee house named Holidays. When Mike and Big Scott bought Holidays from its owners they renamed it Holidaze and turned it into a gay dance club with a dungeon in the basement.
Ben Johnson and Jon Kane:
Sharing the loft with the boys was an alternate universe version of Brad’s cousin, Ben Johnson. Ben had broken some laws in his universe so Scott put an electronic slave collar on him and confined Ben to the upper floor of the loft. This had been turned into a fully-equipped play space and it was Ben’s responsibility to keep it clean. He was also responsible for guarding Mikey when Scott wasn’t around. Ben was a sadistic prick but he met his match in Jonathan Kane, a sadistic dentist from Hyperion Ranch in California. Jon paid several visits to the loft and the two men were constantly wrestling for supremacy. After a series of adventures that saw them enslaved by Grimbor, they managed to escape went on the road together.
Chris, Bruno, and River:
In the downstairs apartment were the rubbermen, Chris and Bruno. They were both tops but solved that problem by adopting River Mudd, a deaf freshman at PVU. River used to have a crush on his teacher, Mike Delaney, but nowadays he's very happy to have two butch tops taking care of him
The Pine Valley Pine Nuts:
River was on the soccer team along with his gay friends, Kevin Sheffield, Richard Bottoms, Scott “Dimples” Chandler, and Jimmy Olsen. The four soccer players shared another apartment in the building. Jimmy was addicted to the soft drink, Gingold, and one day he surprised everyone with stretching abilities. Their Coach was Paul Dougherty, a retired MLS player.
Romulus Marick, Tony Mills, and Myrt-el Vidar Fargate:
Another tenant in the building was Romulus Marick, a Hungarian costumer. He was business partners with Myrtle Fargate, a dressmaker. Myrtle was really Myrt-el, a Superman descendent and ex-wife of Universo. Myrt’s only power was low-level X-Ray Vision which she put to use when she worked in the carny. Retired now, she’s given Romulus the mate to Universo’s hypno-gem. Romulus used the hypno-gem to get former Mr. International Leather, Tony Mills, to take a job at Pine Valley Hospital. Tony shares Romulus’ apartment, not because of the hypno-gem, but because he enjoys tying the Hungarian up every night.
The Bleek Cave and the Pine Valley Titans:
On the outskirts of town lives the millionaire recluse, Bryce Van Bleek and his ward Rick Graystroke. When Jon and Ben go exploring in the secret tunnels under the Chandler Mansion with Tim Dillon and his friend Oyster Cracker, they find themselves trapped in the Bleak Cave for a week. Tim and Bryce become lovers and along with Oyster and Rick, form the nucleus of the Teen Titans.
Erin, Logan, David, Leo, and Ivan:
While Jon and Ben are prisoners of Grimbor they meet Leo DuPres. Leo has discovered that he can breathe underwater so he gets his new friend, Ivan Sergei, to fly him to the Mediteranean to track down Leo’s mother. Ivan’s father worked at Chernobyl so Ivan is a flying mutant who calls himself Red Star. Leo’s mom has joined her old friend Bunny on a cruise with Bunny’s former teammates, the Inferior Five. Also on board is one of Mike Delaney’s students, Erin Porter, and her two fiancés, Logan Madison and David Hayward. Leo learns that he’s the son of Poseidon and feels called to the Island where he was conceived. Erin goes with him and they get swept away. While lost on the island, Leo meets his Dad and Erin stumbles on a Greek Temple that only virgins can enter. Once inside she is given powers by the Greek Goddesses and emerges as the super-heroine, Trouble. Leo takes on the identity of Driftwood and the two of them, along with Red Star and White Feather, join the Teen Titans at Bleak Manor.
Sometime later, Trouble’s husband, Logan succumbs to a rare tropical disease and turns into a green giant they call Beast Boy. Trouble’s other husband, David, invents the Libidomento Helmet, a device that can amplify his horniness and send out arousal waves that affect everyone within its reach.
Jed, Ted, Will, and Craig:
Jedediah Kane is Jon's older brother. He owns the Earth-ABC version of Hyperion Ranch, which in this universe resembles Neuschwanstein Castle and is set in the Sierras. The gang spent the 12 days of Christmas with Jon and Jed, where they also met Craig Lawson, a gigalo con-man, Will Cortlandt, a vampire from Pine Valley, and Ted Orsini, Will's vampire slave. Scott used Naltorian science to cure Will of his vampirism but Will, Ted, and Craig still have a symbiotic relationship. Jed keeps them under control.
Roger and J:
Their real names are Noah Keefer and Julia Santos Keefer. Originally from Pine Valley, they entered the Witness Protection Program when Julia testified against the Mob. Roger and Jed are business partners in the lucrative Bondage Photography business. Jed ties up the models and Roger takes the pictures.
Langley, Phoebe, Palmer, and Jay:
Along with Myrtle, Langley, Phoebe, and Palmer are Pine Valley's senior citizens. Langley has recently been outed as Tom Collins, twin brother to Roger Collins of Collinwood. Pheobe is his blueblood wife, whose family came over on the Mayflower. Palmer is a self-made billionaire and Jay Handy is Cortland's young protégé and lover.
David Collins and Danny Danvers:
David Collins is Langley' nephew and current owner of Collinwood. Danny is his loyal and devoted manservant. Mike Delaney has sex with both of them when he spends the weekend at Collinwood and is visited by twelve horny ghosts. In return for one last orgasm that will free them from their spectral imprisonment, the ghosts give Mikey special gifts that make him the equal of Timber Wolf.
Brooke and Skye:
Brooke is Phoebe's niece; Skye is the daughter of Adam Chandler, Pine Valley's other self-made billionaire. They've recently begun to explore a lesbian relationship.
Jake and Ryan, Mitch and Sean, Greg and Alfred:
Other denizens of Pine Valley, these three couples are good friends of Big Scott and Mike.
Morgan, Eric, Greg, George, Yvonne, Siegmund, and Sieglinde:
Morgan is a Wizard. Eric is his lover and apprentice. Greg and George half Carggite/half Draconian. As halfblood Dragonhearts, the "twins" supply Morgan with an endless magical power source. Yvonne is a sylph, a tiny winged sprite who adore Morgan. Siegmund and Sieglinde are Morgan's weretigers. Morgan and Grimbor are brothers.
Grimbor, Lane, Kyle, Carl, and Pete:
Grimbor is Morgan's time-traveling brother. He ran a slave ring out of Montreal until Ben and Jon overpowered him and left Lane and Kyle in charge. Now Grimbor is slave to the twins. His former prison guards, Carl and Pete are former COLT models who moved to Pine Valley with the others.
I've left out a couple dozen characters, but these are the main ones who play a part in The Last Mikey Story. Well, aside from the Legion, Mordru, a number of guest villains, and a handful of Time Trappers....
-------------------- Yes, but now I'm back! I'm back FROM the future!
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"Dang, it's cold! I thought it would be warmer once we left the mountains!"
Kid Crowbar shivered in his red union suit as he stood on the balcony outside the Cloisters Suite. The Spanish Mission revival castle was surrounded by a fog so thick that the Kid could barely make out the Italian cypresses in the Plaza below, let alone the nearby Pacific Ocean.
Jo came up behind the Kid and wrapped him in his arms. Except for his collar, Jo was naked but with his invulnerability turned on, Jo wasn't bothered by the cold. "It is the end of December, Sir, and we're pretty close to the ocean. It will get warmer once the fog burns off."
Jo's hands reached around to slip between the buttons of the Kid's flannel underwear. The front was crusty from the previous night's activities, but when Jo gripped the Kid's crowbar he gasped in amazement. "Grife, Sir! How do you do it? We made love three times before bed and twice more this morning and you're ready to go back to bed again!"
The Kid turned around and returned the embrace and their bodies entwined together in passion. They kissed, the Kid's stiff black whiskers piercing through Jo's curly brown beard.
"Silly boy, you're the one who's doing it! Don't you know by now that I can't be near you without getting aroused? Even when I'm asleep I dream about your pretty lips caressing me."
"That wasn't a dream, Sir," said Jo as he led the Kid back inside the warm bedroom.
Later, after Jo had made love to the the grizzled rancher yet again, the Kid let Jo sit quietly in his lap as they talked.
"I don't reckon I like the idea of ya goin' on another mission. No offense, boy, but your adventures have a way of turnin' nasty. First ya fall into the big crystal ball an' hit your head an' get lost in the Sierras for a year, then ya get a knife stuck in your back and would have died ifn' Brad hadn't happened along when he did."
"I'm okay now, Sir. And this mission shouldn't be dangerous at all! We're not traveling through time, just space. And to Pennsylvania! What can happen there?"
"I know, boy. Brad an' Tinwe explained it all at the meeting. Your pal, Mon-el, is lost too, and Tab needs to pick up his kinfolk who got left behind there. I'm just a mite worried about ya, is all."
Jo rested his head on the Kid's shoulder. "Don't worry, Sir! I'll be real careful this time. But I have to go on this mission..."
The Kid held Jo in his arms and didn't notice the faraway look in his lover's eyes.
(...for my Master, Universo)
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The Alley, Earth-ABC December 31, 1998
The snow had been falling all day. It was a gentle snow, soft and fluffy with no winds to blow the flakes into drifts. By nightfall enough snow had accumulated that most people chose to stay in their homes. Those who did venture out had one of two destinations in mind: The Crystal Ball, held at the Wildwind Estate on the outskirts of town, or the New Year's Eve Costume party at Holidaze. Both events were invitation only, but while the Crystal Ball was formal dress, the invitations to Holidaze stated that costumes would be supplied on arrival.
Romulus Marick, Tony Mills, Myrt-el Fargate, and Felipe Fitzgerald came out of Romulus's costume shop and locked the door behind them. All were carrying big bundles, but Tony, with a huge sack thrown over his back, looked almost like Santa Claus.
"Thanks Myrt, I couldn't have done this without your help!" Romulus was still staring at his reflection in the storefront window. Being bald was going to take some getting used to, but Romulus had played bald men before in theater. This was the first time he had ever shaved his head for a role, however. Actually, he thought, it looks pretty butch, in a way. And the goatee and monocle are a nice touch.
"Oh, don't mention it, sonny, Ah was glad to help you and the boys out! Ah must say, Ah still have trouble believin' some of these costumes! And mercy sakes, wait 'til ol' Phoebs sees the one ya made for her! How the blazes does Pluto think he's gonna talk her into wearin' that?" Myrt-el felt fairly uncomfortable herself in the costume of red and blue spandex, but at least she had a full cape! Phoebe Wallingford's costume was, well, shocking!
"If Pluto said he dreamed she was wearing it, then it will happen."
"I'd like to know what he was thinking when he gave me this turban," said Felipe. "I feel like Norma Desmond, not a superhero!"
"Ah have ta admit, you looked a lot sexier in feathers."
"Thanks, Myrt."
"Come on folks, it's bad enough wearing this armor, but this bag is sprocking heavy!" Tony was already in his costume, a futuristic version of hammered mail, complete with a full helmet. Romulus didn't like it because it hid Tony's smile, but Pluto had been insistent. Each one of the nearly sixty costumes had to be made exactly as he designed them or the evening would be a disaster.
The three trudged through the snow out of the alley and into the street. Downtown was deserted tonight. All the shops and businesses surrounding the Village Green were closed, including the S&M Gym and the Chicken Shack. Across the park, they saw the flashing HOLIDAZE sign. It looked like Pine Valley's most famous gay bar was the only place open. The boathouse was deserted, and the beach was quiet. Myrt-el shivered, not from the cold, but with a premonition. Pine Valley looked almost haunted tonight.
"The place is really a ghost town, isn't it"
"Well, I imagine this snow is keeping most people home, and of those who want to party, just about all the straights are at Wildwind, and all the queers are at Holidaze."
"I think you're right, Rommey. Give me your hand, hon. This ice is slick as glass!"
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Sorcerer's World, Earth 1 December 31, 2966
Mysa Nal turned on the taps and poured the foaming oils into her bath. While the tub filled with water and the tower room filled with the scent of hyacinth and cloves, she went from candle to candle, lighting each wick with a magic spell. She slipped out of the white robes, and tested the water with her toe. Perfect. She turned off the water and slipped into the tub. Her full breasts floated on the water, her nipples pointed up through the fragrant bubbles. The only sound was the gentle music of the wind chimes in the evening breeze. She sank down even lower in the tub and her red hair spread out upon the water. "Mmmmmmmm," she sighed. It felt good to be home again.
For over a year she had been the prisoner of Prince Evillo, trapped in the body of an ugly hag and forced to serve in his Devil's Dozen. With the help of her sister, Nura, and the Legion of Super-heroes, they had turned the tables on Evillo and the spell was broken. Mysa was back in her own form and back in her chambers on Sorcerer's World, ready to resume her mystical training. But tonight...her delicate hand toyed with the triangle of red hair between her legs and found the sensitive lips of her womanhood. Tonight, she thought, tonight is all mine.
Like all Naltorians, Mysa had been bred to physical perfection. Her sexual characteristics were designed to make her irresistible to men and women alike. That was why Evillo had changed her into the Hag, because otherwise her beauty would have been far too distracting to his plans. Like all Naltorians, Mysa had been bred to want sex. She was always in heat, and needed daily stimulation to stay sane. While under Evillo's spell, she had been compelled to abstain from sex, so the pleasure she was getting from her delicate fingers was the first real stimulation she'd had in a year.
When the spell was removed, Mysa had been tempted to seduce one of the Legionnaires, but they were all so young and naive that she knew they couldn't give her what she craved. Then there had been the Science Police officer on the ship back to Sorcerer's World, but he was gay. Finally Mysa decided to just pleasure herself. After all, even the strongest man would tire long before she would, although there were certain spells to get around that problem...
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned, as she worked herself closer to what she hoped would be the beginning of a very fulfilling evening. "MMMMMMMMMMM-MMMMMMMM!"
She didn't notice the coils of black smoke drifting in through the window. Like serpents, they climbed over the ledge and crawled along the floor. As they inched toward the tub they flattened into thin bands, black and shiny like latex, but made of some unearthly material. Six magical bands leaped into the tub and before she knew her peril she was gagged by a band around the mouth. Other bands seized her wrists and ankles, seamlessly forming boots and gloves that held her fast. The last band wrapped around her waist and spread across her torso lacing her into a magical corset that left her bosoms bare. More bands pulled her arms behind her and bound them in a sheath, while others lifted her from the tub feet first so that she hung upside down, her wet hair dripping on the floor. In front of her was a pair of purple boots with pointed toes.
Oh, no, she thought. Not HIM! Her eyes followed the boots upward to a pair of purple tights that covered the intruder's muscular thighs. Despite the close fit, there was only a small bulge at the crotch. Years of magical steroids had left her assailant with huge muscles and a small wand. His chest was massive. His sleeveless tunic was left open so that his hairy pecs and rippled abs were on full display. The man had strong shoulders with thick arms, a jeweled band around the left biceps. He wore black gauntlets, and it was from these that the magical bonds originated. Each finger ended in a tendril that held Mysa helpless.
His face was stern, but handsome. The long black hair that hung over his shoulders was unruly, as if he had just stepped out of a fierce wind, but his goatee was perfectly trimmed and groomed. On his head he wore a pointed cap trimmed with ermine. He was Mordru the Merciless, the Sorcerer's World greatest success, and their greatest failure. His magical potential was unlimited, but so was his greed and cruelty. Unchecked, he would rule the universe.
The mages of Sorcerer's World had sought to limit his power, isolating him in a dark, airless cell deep underground. Now he was free to seek revenge on those who had imprisoned him and his former lover was his latest victim.
"Welcome home, my dear. You've been missed. BWAAA HAAA HAAA!"
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Somewhere beyond Jupiter, Earth 1 December 31, 2966
"Thom!"
"Nura, what's wrong?"
"I just had a prophetic dream! While we're on this mission to Dimension QK-51, one of the Legionnaires we've left behind will die!"
"Lyle, we've got to turn back! Nura's dreams always come true!"
"I'm sorry Thom, it's too late. The star gate is opening and an entire universe is depending on us. I'm sure whatever the trouble is Superboy and the others can handle it."
Lightning Lad and Ultra Boy piloted the two Legion cruisers into the star gate. Behind them Night Girl maneuvered the Legion of Substitute Heroes smaller ship. Even the Science Police were participating on this mission and Officer Gigi Cuisamo piloted their craft alongside the Subs. The star gate shimmered and transported the heroes to Dimension QK-51.
There are no stars in hyperspace, and the view outside the portholes was black. Thom Kallor, Starboy, put his arm around Dream Girl's shoulder. "We'll just have to hope for the best, Nura."
"Oh, Thom. I saw us mourning our teammate on Shanghalla. One of them is going to die, Thom." She ticked the names off in her head. She knew it couldn't be Superboy. He still had a destiny ahead of him as Superman. So that left one of the other four, Sunboy, Ferro Lad, Princess Projectra, and Cosmic Boy. For one of them, the next mission would be ... fatal.
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"Nonsense! Professor, don't let the old girl fool you. Ah think you look quite dashing in those tights!"
Langley Wallingford tried to discreetly adjust his navy and white Lightning Lad costume. No matter what he did they insisted on riding right down the middle of his buttocks making him look more like a ballet dancer than a professor. "Yes, well all those archeological digs have kept my body trim, I admit, Myrtle. And I must say, red is certainly your color! That cape is marvelous! Come Phoebe, take off your coat and show us your costume."
"I certainly will not! Now you know I've always been progressive, but I simply don't approve of women showing this much skin!" Phoebe pulled her cashmere coat tighter in disgust. "I wouldn't wear this to the beach, let alone a party! The only reason I agreed was because that big bully, Tony Mills, threatened to dress me himself if I didn't put it on!"
Palmer Cortlandt and Jay Handy joined the three at their table. "I quite agree, Phoebe. I think it's in very poor taste for them to expect a distinguished member of the Daughters of Fine Lineage to parade around like a cheap tart."
"Thank you, Palmer. I'm glad someone around here is showing some common sense!"
"Hmph. That's easy for you to say, Sir. I don't see why you get to wear sweatpants while the rest of us are parading around here is Danskins and swimwear." Except for the flowing black cape, Jay would have looked at home in a gym. His Shadow Lad costume consisted of black micro briefs and a t-shirt with the sides cut out.
“Yes, it is comfortable, though the Force Field belt is a little cumbersome.”
There was a blast of cold air as Bryce Van Bleak and Bill King arrived with the Titans: Peter Greystroke, Oyster Cracker, Tim Dillon, Leo DuPres, Ivan Sergei, Erin Madison, Logan Madison, and Dr. David Hayward. Pluto had told them it was okay for them to wear their regular Titans uniforms so they didn't have to change clothes to enter the party. Holidaze was already crowded and the new arrivals pushed their way to the bar. The band started playing a cover of Blondie’s “Call Me.”
“Come on, Leo, dance with me!”
“Sure, Ivan!”
The two joined the other dancers on the floor. Leo had finally decided on the code name Driftwood since it referenced both his aquatic abilities and the fact that he almost always had a woodie. He was barefoot and wore blue trunks with an orange fishnet tank top. His friend Ivan wore red PVC boots and trunks with tinted goggles. Ever since Beast Boy had given him the red star tattoo on his chest he rarely wore a shirt. The tall, blond demigod and the red-headed Ukrainian mutant looked so hot dancing together that most of the other dancers stepped back to watch the pair twist and gyrate. The husky-voiced singer belted out the lyrics.
Cover me with kisses, baby Cover me with love Roll me in designer sheets I'll never get enough Emotions come I don't know why Cover up love's alibi Call me on the line Call me call me any anytime Call me oh my love
Logan Madison was nodding his head to the music. He preferred Blues, but the band was pretty good. He had finally given in to the others and adopted the Beast Boy persona. When your hair and skin are emerald green and your cock looks like an elephant trunk, you can’t really be too choosy. Contrary to what he‘d been told, Beast Boy had changed in other ways. His body responded more readily to stimulus and his senses were more attuned to the natural world. Already his muscle mass had more than doubled. His chest and shoulders were so big that he could no longer fit into any of his old clothes. He’d even had to have his heirloom torc adjusted, since it no longer fit around his neck. It was the same with his thighs and calves. Tonight he wore a simple costume of size 50 jeans, cut off above the knees. Since Logan wasn’t a tall man, the increased musculature was almost as striking as his green coloring. Another side-effect was that his tongue had also grown with use, and after three months he could lick the sweat from his brow.
Some might have been put-off by the changes, but his wife, Erin didn’t seem to mind. She was more concerned about the changes to her other partner in their unconventional polyamorous relationship.
“Logan, I’m worried about David. Ever since he started wearing that damned Mento helmet, he’s turned into a different man. He used to be so loving and compassionate, and now he’s selfish and egotistical. He doesn’t seem to care about anything except my boobies.”
“You do have very nice boobies, dear.”
Erin blushed. “Yes, thank you, dear, but I thought David loved me for who I was, not because of my luscious boobies.”
“David loves you. I’m sure of it.”
“I used to think so, but did you know I tried to get him to spank me the other night and he said he was too busy re-wiring the helmet?”
“What!? That doesn’t sound like David! Now that you mention it, he does seem to be wearing that helmet all the time lately.”
“He doesn’t even take it off to shower!”
Meanwhile, David had approached the bartender, Lee Hawkins for a drink.
“Hawkins! How about some service over here?”
“Sorry, Doc. I’m on holiday. It’s an open bar tonight, strictly self-serve. There’s plenty of champagne punch on the table over there, though.”
David noticed that just about everyone had a punch cup in his or her hands. Hmmm, he thought. Punch could be interesting.
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The Alley, Earth-ABC December 31, 1998
Back in the alley, the air shimmered and the snow was displaced. A large glass bubble appeared with several colorfully dressed men inside. The door opened, and out stepped Brad Phillips. After testing out a number of code names, he had settled on Doctor Brad. No matter what other names he tried, that's what everybody called him. With him was the Naltorian seer, Tab Nal. Tab had gotten so deeply into the persona of Otto Orion that his powers had adapted. His prophetic dreams were now keyed to his tracking abilities. He could find anyone or anything in his dreams. His code name was Hunter.
Besides Doctor Brad and Hunter the mission team included Ultra Boy, Superboy, Tyroc, and Proty. Ultra Boy had put together a new uniform of black jeans, black cowboy boots, a red flannel shirt with his eagle totem embroidered across the chest, and a sleeveless leather jacket. He had kept his long hair and beard, though he had allowed Lana to trim it slightly. Superboy wore the modified costume Tab had made for him months before. It was revealing, and made the Boy of Steel look like a street hustler, but since their mission tonight was to infiltrate a gay bar everyone had agreed it was appropriate. Tyroc wore his skimpy white unitard with the Peter Pan booties and gloves. Proty transformed into a yellow Great Pyrenees. At least that shape would keep him warm in this snow.
"Aren't you two cold in those get-ups?"
"I don't get cold," said Superboy.
"As long as I keep humming, I can warp reality around me so that it feels like summer," explained Tyroc.
"Yeah, you're just lucky you didn't have to spend last week in the Sierras like I did. Come on, let's get moving."
"Yeah, Bronco told me. It must have been hard for you. SNORT!"
"Hey, Brad? How come Tinwe insisted we take the time bubble on this trip? Couldn't you or Tyroc have transported through Hyperspace?"
"I think Tinwe wanted to make sure I could stay here if I chose. I told him he was being silly, but I guess he wants to make sure that if I come back, it's because I want to."
"The dumb fuck."
"Yeah. And you know how unpredictable Tyroc's powers are. One off-key note and we'd have wound up in Brigadoon!"
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Holidaze Dungeon, Earth ABC December 31, 1998
Since the Holidaze New Year’s Eve party was invitation only, the Private Club was open to anyone brave enough to descend the stairs. In one of the side rooms, Chris and Bruno were dressed as Element Lad and Invisible Kid. They had River tied up in an inflatable latex Starfinger costume complete with bubble helmet. In another, Kevin, Richard, and Dimples (dressed as Polar Boy, Chlorophyll Kid, and Stone Boy) were tying Elastic Lad up in knots. They were extremely grateful Coach Dougherty had finally let out of their tollyboys for Christmas break and had been having more or less non-stop sex for the past week.
In the main room, Bran and Ari, the two Irish Wolfhounds, sat on the landing and observed the scene below. Mike Delaney had his Timber Wolf tights around his ankles while Big Scott (looking divine in Chemical King’s green layered uniform) added a new piercing to his slave’s frenum ladder.
“Excellent job, Scott! I couldn’t have done better myself!” Pierce didn't know what his costume was meant to represent. He was wearing a purple jumper with orange cape and belt. The jumper left his arms and legs bare, but his black boots came up to his knees.
“Thanks, Pierce! Okay, Mikey, you can pull your pants up now.”
“Yes, Sir.” Mike was proud of three frenum bars climbing his shaft. He had earned each one.
Ted Orsini, wearing Cosmic Boy's black corset uniform, drained the last of his punch. “Gee, Mikey, at this rate you might even catch up to Craig!”
Everyone laughed. Pierce and his two partners had given Craig Lawson nine piercings the previous Christmas, but in the past year the slave had added another nine rings to his testicles.
“That really was a great idea you had, Jed, giving Craig a piercing for every month he doesn’t have sex. I wish I had thought of it sooner for Mikey. His frenum ladder would be almost complete by now!”
“I had to do something, Scott. Poor Will is dependent on Craig’s semen and after we caught the prick jerking off in the shower, well I almost castrated him right then and there. Instead I just locked his cock into that cage. Then three times a day I turn on the anal vibrator and Will can just suck the juices out through the Prince Albert Wand. Craig hasn’t had an ejaculation since March!”
Craig was in heavy bondage tonight. While most of the costumes were made of spandex, his Sensor Boy costume was made of heavy red and white latex. He was gagged and hooded, though his blindfold had been removed to allow him to see Mike’s piercing, and since his chastity cage had been left off to display his piercings, his arms were pulled tightly back into a heavy-duty armbinder.
“Master, I could use some juices now, please,” said Will. The former vampire was dressed from head to toe in a variation of Night Girl’s black leotard with matching cape. This wasn't a drag party, so he'd left the beehive wig at home.
“Go ahead, Will. Show them how you do it.”
Will switched on the power pack on Craig’s belt. The slave quivered as the small studded plug pressed against his prostate started vibrating. The drugs Scott had prescribed for Craig ensured that there was always plenty of juices ready to spill, but with the Wand capped, there was no place for it to go. Will unscrewed the cap revealing a large straw made of surgical steel. The tube had been widened and lengthened over the past year and it was now big enough that you could lose a pencil inside of it. It was completely filled with the anti-vampire serum..
Will put his lips to the tube and sucked until the tube was empty.
“Man, I’ve got to get a picture of this!” Noah’s camera was already set up to take pictures of Mike’s piercing. He tossed his dreads out of his face and clicked off several pictures of the vampire taking his medicine.
Noah's wife, Julia, had joined him. Their presence in Pine Valley tonight was in strict violation of the Witness Protection Program, but Scott and Pluto had assured them that nobody would find out. Julia's Science Police uniform was a purple leotard with black leather boots, gloves, and tunic. “How long before he fills the tube again?”
“That depends, Noah. If we leave the vibrator on, he can fill it every hour, round the clock. If the vibrator’s off, then it takes about three to four hours to fill. You should hear him beg if I leave it on and keep him corked up for eight hours!”
“Leave it on then! Will’s not going to need another dose till morning, right?”
Orsini screwed the cap back on the wand. Craig’s eyes pleaded silently, and in vain, as he was corked, blindfolded, and chained to the wall, his vibrating plug set to full power.
"You're just going to leave him like that," asked Pierce?
"He's used to it. By the way, where are your partners?"
"We decided we'd cover more territory working separately. I got the East Coast, and they took the West and Gulf. It's a little strange going solo when you're used to being part of a triad."
"Hey, at least you got us to keep you company!" Ted maneuvered Pierce into one of the alcoves and started groping him through his jumper. Pierce tried to put his hand inside Ted's costume but found he couldn't.
"Hey, what is that corset made of, anyway?"
"It's liquid latex. It's painted on."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Sorcerer's World, Earth A December 31, 2966
The tendrils no longer trailed from Mordru's gloves. Each mystical snake had been tied to one of the corners of the great four-poster bed. Mysa supposed she should be grateful he had bound her right-side up this time. She was suspended above the floor, her arms and legs spread wide apart. The gag had turned into a hood that encased most of her head. She could see, and she could breathe, and her long red hair had been pulled through a hole in the back. There it was bound into a ponytail and pulled so tight she couldn't even nod or shake her head without tears coming to her eyes.
Her bosom had also been constricted, each breast pulled through a tight noose that caused the luscious tit to expand like an overfilled balloon. Her nipples still showed the teeth marks from where Mordru had toyed with them. Mordru had toyed with her other private parts as well, and even now she was groaning from the two huge plugs that filled her.
What infuriated Mysa most of all was that her body was responding to this erotic assault by becoming even more aroused than ever. When the bastard had taken his pleasure in her face, she had actually longed for a taste of the creamy goodness.
Mordru blew smoke in her face. "Was it good for you, too? Ahh, I can see by the way you're trembling that it was. My dear, you really have no reason to fear me. I don't blame you for the High Council's action, and I know it was they who poisoned you against me. Now that I've triumphed over those fools, we can forget the last five years. I've never stopped loving you, Mysa, and I know that you still love me, no matter how you try to deny it."
Mysa wanted to spit in his face. She HAD loved him once, before his quest for power drove him mad. And she had enjoyed the games they had played in bed. His cruelty was welcome there. But she abhorred his contempt for those that he deemed inferiors. Magic was meant to be used for the good of humanity, not to enslave and torture it.
Mordru laughed. "I see you have doubts. No matter. I know you better than any man, and I know how to please you. In time you'll come to worship me again, and I shall reward you by making you Queen of the Universe. But first, to business!"
As Mordru spoke, his cigar smoke transformed into windows in the air. Each window portrayed the scene that he described.
"Conquering Sorcerer's World was easy. Once I escaped my prison I overthrew the High Council with my magic. There are none to oppose me now. My next conquest will be Earth. Yes, the Earthlings shall welcome me as their leader after I save their planet from destruction. Even now, a Suneater is on a direct path for Earth's sun. Only a handful of their Legion of Super-heroes remains on earth to save it. They shall FAIL! Then, when it looks as if the beast is about to devour the sun, my magics will transport it to another galaxy. In their gratitude, the High Court will appoint me Emperor of Earth. Once I have Earth in my palm, the rest of the United Planets will fall, one by one."
"MBMONARMPHS"
"The Legionnaires? Dear girl, I've already taken them out of the game!" A new smoke-window appeared, showing four cruisers hurling through Hyperspace. Mordru wrapped his hand around the smoke and it became a glass ball. He wrapped his hand around another window that displayed the five remaining Legionnaires in their clubhouse. Yet a third window, showing the Suneater on its deadly course toward Earth's sun, became a third ball. Mordru juggled the balls with his mind and set them spinning before Mysa's eyes. "Your precious Legion is gone, trapped in a Hyperspace bubble, never to return. All that remains are these five pathetic fools who even now are plotting to throw themselves in the path of the Suneater. The galaxy is mine!"
Mordru reached out and gathered the spheres together, crushing them until they dissolved into smoke rings. Mordru blew the smoke away, but instead of dissipating, it formed a new sphere.
"Eh, what's this?"
Mysa's eyes opened wider. It seemed Mordru could still be surprised!
The sphere glistened. Inside were five men, and one of them wore some sort of Superboy costume.
"A time bubble? Impossible!"
The view pulled back and the bubble was surrounded by snow. It became a wintry village scene, with an old-fashioned village green surrounded by stores. To one side was a neon sign flashing on and off: HOLIDAZE.
Mordru peered closer at the small snow dome. There were people inside the dome. People in costumes. Mordru's eyes flashed lightning. "More Legionnaires," he muttered. "No matter, I'll destroy them, too! Come, my dear, we've work to do!
-------------------- Yes, but now I'm back! I'm back FROM the future!
Vist Hyperion Ranch! Guided tours of Chateau Crowbar now available!
When we play at cards you use an extra sense It's really not cheating, you know? You can read my hand I've got no defense When you send your messages, whispered loud and clear I'm always touched by your presence dear
The six-man band had switched vocalists. The dark-haired singer's voice was softer than his blond companion's, and his western drawl was more suited for the slower tempo. Leo and Ivan were still dancing. They had been joined by Tim and Bryce, and Bill and Peter. Oyster sat glumly by himself watching his teammates dance. Since moving into Bleak House his other teammates had either paired off into couples, or in the case of Trouble, into a threesome. He was the odd man out, and while the others tried to include him in their activities he still slept alone most nights. He hadn’t even wanted to come to the party tonight because he knew he’d wind up just like this: alone at the table while all the others danced.
A man dressed all in anatomically correct red latex tapped him on the shoulder.
“Mind if I join you?”
The Zen Archer looked up at the stranger. He looked like he was in his forties, but he had washboard abs and dynamite pecs. The bulge at his crotch was pretty impressive too! His hair and face were covered with a red cowl, but his strong jaw was very manly and handsome. His smile made the Archer’s heart pound.
“No, go ahead. Do I know you? I don‘t remember seeing you here before.”
The stranger pulled back his cowl. The rest of his face was just as handsome as his jaw, and his brown curls were made to be fondled.
“My name’s Carter Jones. I haven’t been in town since last year’s Halloween party. This place has really changed since then!”
“Hi, I’m Oyster Cracker. Yeah, Scott and Mikey made a lot of changes when they bought it from Hayley and Mateo.”
“Oyster Cracker? What was your father’s name, Ritz? Well, come on, Oyster, you’re too handsome to be hiding in shadows. You wanna dance wit' me?”
The Flash held out a gloved hand and the Zen Archer shyly took it. Maybe this party wouldn’t be so bad after all, he thought.
The dance floor was crowded with hot, costumed men. Bouncing Boy, Chameleon Boy, Colossal Boy, Reflecto, Star Boy, and Matter-Eater Lad all twisted and gyrated to the music alongside the Titans.
Colossal Boy wore red boots and gloves, yellow tights, yellow briefs, and a green muscle shirt with yellow ropes at the neck and shoulders. “I don’t mind the tights, but I can’t figure out why I’m supposed to wear the underwear on the outside.”
“It’s kind of kinky, Jake. And yellow looks good on you.” Ryan Lavery was wearing a see-through gold mesh thong and mirrored sunglasses. The rest of his body was covered in gold body paint.
“Talk about kinky, Ryan, that body paint makes you look so yummy that I want to lick you from head to toe!”
“What's stopping you?”
Bouncing Boy, wearing black tights and a blue top spun around and bounced off of Star Boy. The bearded Star Boy wore a black unitard covered with stars.
“Oops! Sorry Alfred!”
“No problem, Mitch! You can bounce into me anytime!”
“Hey, watch it Vanderpool! You’re my date tonight!”
“Don’t get your antennae in a knot, Greg! I’m just joking!”
“You’d better be,” said Chameleon Boy with a smile. He pulled his roommate into a close embrace and whispered in his ear. “Hey, it’s getting crowded here. What do you say we go down to the dungeon and see if we can’t find a use for the antennae?”
Matter-Eater Lad grinned as his two friends worked their way off the floor towards the dungeon. “I never would have dreamed that Alfred Vanderpool and Greg Nelson would be lovers.”
“I don’t know, Sean. It’s not any stranger than you and me, is it?”
Phantom Girl came up behind Matter Eater Lad and covered his eyes. “Guess who?”
“Skye! I heard you were in town! It’s good to see you again! Mitch, this is Skye Chandler. She used to be my sister-in-law when she was married to Tom. Skye, This is Mitch Beck.”
“Listen, Sean,” said Light Lass, “Skye’s not your only former sister-in-law here tonight!”
“Always nice to see you, too, Brooke.”
“Listen, I have to go say hi to Aunt Phoebe. I’ll catch up with you later, Skye.”
Brooke gave Skye a kiss on the cheek and went off to join Phoebe. Along the way she got caught up in a Conga line with Brothers Andrei, Zinedine, Marcus, Ryan, and John. The five shirtless monks had shed their robes for footie shorts and sneakers. They made their way past the booth with Paul Dougherty and his new friends.
"Well, I'm glad to see I'm not the only one wearing a soccer kit. I was starting to feel out of place. It seems everyone else is dressed up like a super-hero!"
"I know what you mean," said Randy Cocker. "If it wasn't made out of latex, this costume would be pretty close to what I normally wear for Total Package Services. Maybe you and I showed up in town too late to be Legionnaires. What's the deal with those purple tights, Max? You supposed to be Triplicate Girls?"
"According to Pluto, Hardwick, Kuzak, and I are SPs."
"Sadistic Pricks?"
Hardwick laughed. "Yeah, that too, but in this case it stands for Science Police."
"Huh?"
"Don't ask," said Kuzak. "In the two months I've been here, I've learned not to argue with Scott and Pluto.
Brooke English finally made her way over to the Wallingfords' table.
“Brooke darling, that outfit is very becoming on you.”
"I like it too, Aunt Phoebe. I think the blue sets off my orange hair."
The door let in another blast of cold air as two more costumed men entered. They seemed a bit confused and appeared to be looking for somebody.
“My word,” exclaimed Langley, “I didn’t expect to see him here tonight! That man over there, that’s my nephew, Davey Collins, and he’s got Danvers with him! David! Over here!”
Davey and his manservant, Danny Danvers, made their way over to table They had come as Color Kid and Fire Lad. Langley introduced his nephew to Phoebe, Palmer, Jay, Myrtle, and Brooke.
“I’d been planning to visit anyway when Pluto sent Danny and me the invitation along with these costumes. I’m afraid I have some bad news. Professor Stokes died earlier this month.”
“Oh, no! I’m sorry, Davey.”
“Well, he was much older than he looked. The Soapstone kept him alive far past his time. I think in the end he was happy to slip away. The odd thing is that he left instructions in his will that I was to turn over the fragment of the Soapstone to your friend, Mike Delaney. Do you know where he is?”
“Listen, you’ll probably find Mikey in one of the dungeons downstairs.”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Holidaze Dungeon, Earth ABC December 31, 1998
The heavy door to the small dungeon clanged shut and Tony Mills slid the bolt into place. Romulus felt a tingle that went from the hairs on the back of his neck all the way down to his prostate. The room was lit by a score of candles in glass jars. The wicks had been burning for some time so each jar held over an inch of hot liquid wax. The only furnishing in the room was a medieval rack, newly constructed but built using techniques that were centuries old. The stone walls were real. This room in the Holidaze Dungeon was part of the original building and dated from the late eighteenth century when Mad Anthony Wayne used it to interrogate Hessian soldiers. Romulus imagined that their tortured ghosts must still haunt this terrifying cell, two hundred and twenty years later.
The cell was silent. No noise from the party could penetrate its thick walls. Romulus realized that this meant that his screams and pleading wouldn’t be heard by anyone except his captor, Tony, and Tony was under a hypnotic command not to free him until morning. After placing Tony in his power, Romulus had given the hypno-gem to Myrtle for safekeeping. Now it was just the two of them, Master and slave. But which of us is which?
Tony placed his hands on Romulus’ shoulders and removed the floor-length green silk cape. The iron giant hung it on one of the hooks on the walls. His eyes growing accustomed to the candlelight, Romulus saw that there were many such hooks lining the walls, most holding implements of torture and bondage. There were whips and cats, cuffs and collars, thumbscrews and bastinados, pincers and claws, and a host of shiny objects obscured by shadow. The tailor hoped he hadn't bitten off more than he could chew. He enjoyed bondage, but severe pain was something else again.
Now Tony deftly removed the wide brocade belt around Romulus’ waist. Two large panels of green silk depended from the belt, draping him from hip to calf. The elaborate belt joined the cap on the hook and Romulus was left wearing only his spandex magenta tights. The thin fabric stretched from his toes to a wide V-neck, leaving his upper arms and obliques exposed. He had long matching gauntlets that covered his forearms from wrist to elbow. Romulus knew he looked hot. Like everyone else who lived at 69 Tyler Street, he had spent many hours perfecting his body in the S&M gym.
But despite his chiseled physique he knew he wouldn’t stand a chance against the armored drone that towered above him. Tony was four inches taller and nearly one hundred pounds heavier, and it was all solid muscle. He had easily overpowered Romulus the first night they met, strapping him to his bike and carrying him off to be a stage prop in his Leather act. Since then their sex had always been rough and passionate, but tonight it would be uncontrolled. There could be no safewords because Tony had been compelled not to hear them. No matter how Romulus begged for mercy, Tony would not cease until dawn.
Tony grabbed Romulus under the arms, his chain mail gloves ice cold on Romulus’ bare skin. The hypnotist was lifted into the air and thrown down on the rack. Iron shackles locked tight around his gauntlets and his ankles. The spandex offered little protection against the heavy metal bonds. Tony turned the great wheel and the chains pulled Romulus taut.
“UNGH!”
Tony continued stretching his captive. The iron mask hid all but his cruel eyes. He turned the wheel another notch, then locked it in place. In his clouded mind, he was the Dungeon Master, assigned to soften this desirable spy before morning. In the morning the Grand Inquisitor would be coming to question the spy, but tonight the prisoner was his plaything. He could do anything he wanted, so long as the spy was fit enough to survive the next day’s questioning. He ran his gloved hand down his victim’s side, watching the poor fool shudder with ticklish anxiety.
Tony was under a compulsion not to speak. That would have destroyed the illusion. Instead of his lover, Romulus saw only the masked Dungeon Master with a client. Beyond that, Romulus had no idea what Tony might choose to do to him. The uncertainty and the powerlessness were scaring him, but the fear was going straight to his balls like an aphrodisiac.
Tony placed his gloved hands on Romulus’ chest, and began to knead the shoulder muscles. The gloves felt cold at first, but soon warmed to body temperate. They were heavy and rough, and the massage was like none other that Romulus had ever known. Strong fingers of iron poked and prodded his neck, his shoulders, his delts, his obliques, his pecs, and his abs. They gripped his biceps and triceps, and Romulus knew that he would be bruised tomorrow.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The Park, Earth ABC December 31, 1998
“Brad?”
“Yes, Tab?”
“Why is there a beach in the center of town?”
“Don’t ask, Tab. Just keep walking.”
The six Legionnaires emerged from the Village Green across the street from Holidaze.
“Well, so far this has been the easiest mission yet!”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Kal. We haven’t even started yet. No telling what we’ll find when we got through that door.”
A white limousine purred down the silent street leaving tire tracks in the snow. The driver saw the men in the crosswalk and touched the brakes. The car swerved out of control and headed for a light pole. Superboy used his superbreath to nudge the car to the side so that it stopped without incident. The driver, a handsome man in his mid-twenties, got out of the car.
“Hey, can one of you guys help me? I’m trying to find some place called Wildwind, but I think I got some bogus directions.”
“Yeah, I can help,” said Brad.
“It’s funny, I used to live here, but I never heard of the place.”
“No one had. It was boarded up for years. On your way to the Crystal Ball?”
“My passengers are. The snow delayed their flight so they were late getting here.”
As if on cue, one of the passenger windows glided down. Inside Brad saw five good-looking men in tuxedos. One of the men spit on the ground and hollered to the driver. “Quickly, asshole! We are already late!”
Another man hollered at the first. “Shut the window, you Ukrainian whore. It’s freezing out there!”
The window glided close. Good looking, thought Brad, but rude. Probably jocks.
Brad drew a small map for the driver, who thanked him and jumped back in the car. The limousine skidded and swerved down the snow-covered street.
“They’ll be lucky if they get there in one piece. These roads are nearly impassable! Let’s get inside, quick!"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Holidaze, Earth ABC December 31, 1998
The band had switched from doing Blondie covers to ABBA. The two male vocalists sang in harmony while the hunky blond Swede behind them switched from guitar to synthesizer.
Tonight the Super Trouper lights are gonna find me Shining like the sun Smiling, having fun Feeling like a number one Tonight the Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me But I won't feel blue Like I always do 'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you
"I just love ABBA," said Lindy as her brother whirled her around the dance floor.
"Me too," said Siegmund. The two were-tigers wore their human shapes tonight. Even the crowd at Holidaze might have gotten alarmed at the presence of two Siberian tigers. The two platinum blondes were dressed like Fred Astaire and Virginia Dale from Holiday Inn. Lindy's red sequined dress glittered as she spun around and Siegmund looked appropriately elegant in his vintage tux. "I don't think Yvonne's familiar with ABBA, though."
"I don't think Yvonne is familiar with much of anything tonight. She's really in her cups."
"She's in Morgan's cup, anyway. Last I saw, she was curled up in there sleeping it off!"
They whirled past the punch bowl just in time to see David pour another cup of punch and drain it in one gulp. He poured three more cups and joined Trouble and Beast Boy at their table. Trouble’s boobies looked especially delicious tonight, he thought.
“Bottom’s up! Ha ha ha!”
“What’s so funny?”
“Oh, nothing. I was just thinking how boring this party was. It needs some excitement, don’t you think?” He drained his second cup and his head started buzzing. The sight of Trouble’s boobies was giving him a hard-on, and the Mento helmet was amplifying his arousal and broadcasting it through the room. Within seconds, everyone at the party started drooling.
“Oh, dear,” said Trouble as she tried to hide the growing wetness at her crotch.
The dancing on the floor became much more sensual as everyone started humping their partners. Those that weren’t dancing began rubbing their legs together at the table. Even Phoebe felt her pink bikini bottoms getting soaked as the libido waves radiated outward from the Mento helmet.
Across the room, Mike, Scott, Pluto, and Bob Cobb emerged from the Dungeon.
“David! Pluto told me you were looking for me! Welcome to Pine Valley!”
“Thanks, Mikey. I just wish it could be under happier circumstances.” David Collins reached into his crotch. “Er, sorry, but these tights don’t come with pockets!” He pulled out a small velvet box and handed it to Mike. “As I was just telling Uncle Langley, Professor Stokes passed away earlier this month. He wanted you to have this.”
Mike Delaney opened the box. Inside was a jagged piece of stone shaped like a lightning bolt.
“Is this...?”
“Yes. It’s the Professor’s Soapstone.”
Mike took the stone out of the box and held it in his hand. As soon as he touched it, the stone began pulsing with light.
“Uh, maybe you ought to put that back in the box. There’s no telling what the damn thing is going to do if you touch it. ”
Time seemed to slow down for everyone but Mike. He looked around the bar and saw that except for the people at the Wallingford table, everybody in the bar was copulating, but in slow motion. Even the band had stopped playing and the two vocalists were on stage trying to hump each other’s boots. The door slowly opened and the six Legionnaires from Earth-A entered Holidaze. Doctor Brad led the way through the room to stand before his former lover. He was moving in the same time as Michael, but the other Legionnaires slipped into the slow time field. They also fell prey to the Libido Rays and stained their pants.
Mike’s eyes swept the Time Lord over from his boots to his mask. “Lookin’ good, Doc.”
“Hey, Teach. Miss me?”
“Guess.”
And Timber Wolf took Doctor Brad by the hand and pulled him into his arms. He dipped him and bent over his face and their lips met and parted and they kissed.
...the fragment of the Soapstone that Mike still held in his hand glowed so bright that the bones in the hand were briefly visible. Mike and Brad were at the epicenter of a temporal explosion that expanded like the Big Bang, wiping out reality in its path. Brad and Mike found themselves alone inside a sphere of cold light.
“Whoa, that was some kiss!”
Mike opened his fist. The Soapstone was still pulsing, but it was dissolving, it’s atoms drawn into Brad. As Brad absorbed the energy he started to radiate light.
“Brad, are you okay?”
“Oh, yes. Better than ever! Don’t worry, I’ve done this before. Jeez, it’s good to see you again!”
“Uh, Brad, we need to talk.”
“It’s okay. I know about you and Scott.”
“You do? How?”
“Well, I’ve checked in on you from time to time. We have these things called Seeing Stones.”
“Seeing Stones?”
“They’re like crystal balls. But that reminds me, what on earth were you doing with a Soapstone?”
“It’s kind of a long story...”
“We’ve got time,” said Brad.
“Well, I guess it all really started that night you disappeared in the Time Bubble. After you left, Big Scott and Pluto handcuffed me and ...
<80 chapters later>
...and then David gave me the Soapstone just before you showed up!”
“You’re really in love with Big Scott, aren’t you?”
Mike put his hand out and brushed Brad’s cheek.
“Yes. Brad, I’ve never stopped loving you, and I never will. But yes, I’m in love with Scott now. I‘m sorry. I never wanted to hurt you.”
“Uh, well, you see...” Brad stammered.
“BRAD! You’re with someone else too!”
Brad nodded. “I guess I should start at the beginning. I got in the time bubble and there was this Elf bleeding to death on the floor...
<several stories later>
“...then after we got back from the Sierras, Tinwe said it was time to resolve things here in Pine Valley.”
“Wow. Your Elf sounds like quite a guy!”
“He is,” agreed Brad.
“So what happens now?”
“Mon-el, or Bob Cobb as you call him, and Pluto and Scott need to come back with us to Earth-A. It seems clear you’re meant to join the Legion, too. You’ve even got real super powers after your adventure in Collinsport.”
“It won’t be easy leaving all my friends in Pine Valley. But if Scott’s going, then I’m going with him!”
“Good. Let me see if I can jumpstart time again. We better return to Pine Valley and let the others know what’s happening! Take my hand.”
The two men grasped hands and dematerialized from the place beyond Space and beyond Time. Somewhere else, a figure cloaked in grey robes observed all that had happened and smiled. Everything was going just as he’d planned.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Holidaze, Earth ABC December 31, 1998
...and then...
Doctor Brad absorbed all the energy of the rogue Soapstone into his body and time resumed. As it did, it was like a strobe light was going off inside Holidaze. After a few seconds, things returned to normal. Almost.
“Oh! My goodness! What’s happening!
“Aunt Phoebe?”
“Ah don’t bel-oh my. Oh, my!”
Palmer held his hands up before his face. “Extraordinary. Quite extraordinary.”
“It’s the Soapstone! It must be!”
“Uncle Langley?”
Phoebe looked down at her wheel chair. She gingerly put one foot on the floor, then the other. She pushed herself out of the chair and stood on her feet. “You know, I don’t think I need this coat after all!” She pushed the coat aside and spun around in a circle.
Langley stood up to catch her, but she didn’t fall, even though she was wearing Saturn Girl’s high-heeled pink boots that came up to her thighs. The boots matched her pink halter-top bikini.
“Phoebe, darling! Be careful!”
“Oh, pooh, Langley! I feel like I’m eighteen again!”
“By George, Phoebe, you look it! We all do!”
It was true. The Soapstone had rejuvenated everyone to the age of eighteen, including Brad and Michael. Even Trouble was three months younger.
“Bloody Nass,” said Scott. “Not another re-boot?”
“I knew you were going to say that,” said Pluto.
But before anyone could adjust to their new bodies, the entire building started shaking.
“It’s a bomb!”
“No, an earthquake! Look! The entire town is shaking!”
“The building’s collapsing!”
Superboy, Ultra Boy, Mon-el, Beast Boy, and Timber Wolf all leaped into action. They used their strength to stabilize the building supports. Superboy and Mon-el used their vision powers to blast any debris before people were injured.
Yvonne climbed out of the punch cup. “Morgan, can’t you do anything!”
“I’m thinking! Wait, a spell of containment might work. George! Greg! To me!” The Dual Dragons made their way to their mentor. He had them kneel at his feet and placed his hands upon their heads drawing power from their magical auras.
“Thank Hecate I have both of you here tonight! I’ll need every bit of power to hold this building together!”
The wizard reached out with his magic and reinforced the structure of the building. He was just in time, because the Dungeon had already started to cave in. The power went out and the only light in the room came from the magical auras of the wizard and his two acolytes.
Finally, the shaking stopped and the partygoers poured out onto the street. They were greeted by piles of destruction everywhere. For so far as any could see, Holidaze was the only building in town still standing.
“What happened? Was that an earthquake?”
“That was no earthquake,” said Superboy. He pointed to the stars.
But there were no stars in this sky. High overhead leering down at them was a face of pure evil. It was the face of Mordru the Merciless.
The sound of diabolical laughter filled the night sky.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Mordru’s Snow dome Night
“I don’t know how the Legionnaires escaped the trap I laid for them in Dimension QK-51, but it doesn’t matter. I have them now, and this time they’ll be now escape!”
Mordru had journeyed into the past to Earth ABC and seen Legionnaires. He didn’t recognize all of them, and some seemed to have gotten new costumes, but super-heroes were like that, always multiplying like fleas and changing their uniforms every month. The situation was intolerable. He had diverted a great deal of his strength into creating pocket dimension to imprison the Legionnaires, and here they were on Earth, having a party! It would require another major spell, but what had been done once could be done again.
He grew to tremendous size and reached out with his hand to seize the Legionnaires. Scooping up the center of town like a handful of sand, he encased it in a magic sphere. The effort tired him, but what he saw when he looked again infuriated him. One building in town remained standing, and Mordru could smell the Dragonmagic.
“Sorcery! They dare? And where did they find another sorcerer? I made sure that I captured you before setting my plan in motion.”
Mysa was still gagged so she couldn’t answer. Even if she could speak she wouldn’t have known what to say. Some of these Legionnaires were real, but most were fakes, normal humans playing dress-up. She pitied them, for they were doomed either way.
Mordru had shrunk back to his normal size. He was using too many spells too fast. Capturing the Council and Mysa, creating Dimension QK-51, traveling in time, displacing Pine Valley... Plus, he knew he was going to need to reserve some strength to defeat the Suneater.
“I will summon my own Legion, a Legion made of their most evil foes. I will raise their own dead to fight against them. I will see them DESTROYED!”
Passing through the protective dome, Mordru and Mysa landed on the beach. Mordru gestured, and from the shingle came his Legion of Darkness. First came the villains, Starfinger, Lightning Lord, the Persuader, Mano, Nemesis Kid, and Black Mace. They were followed by the Legion dead, heroes whose eternal rest was interrupted and whose spirits were corrupted by Mordru. Triplicate Girl led them, then came Ferro Lad, Chemical King, Karate Kid, Reflecto, and Sunboy.
“Go, my Legion, find the magic user and bring him to me. Slay anyone who gets in your way.”
The evil and the dead marched out of the park toward Holidaze.
Pluto had dreamed of this night many times, but his dreams always ended with seeing the face of Mordru in the sky. He had done his best to prepare his friends for this moment, but he had been blocked from seeing beyond it. No one was more surprised than he to see Mordru’s army approach. Mike and Brad were the first to fall victim to Lightning Lord’s electric bolts. Seeing this, most of the non-powered citizens retreated before his power.
Nemesis Kid faced off against Superboy. He had the power to defeat any one opponent, and against Superboy he developed Kryptonite vision. The Boy of Steel fell to the ground in agony. Bob Cobb tried to block the Persuader’s ax, but the mystical blade could slice even his invulnerable skin. Black Mace pit his energy mace against Tyroc’s reality warping songs. Tyroc was handicapped by the numerous bystanders, but Black Mace was handicapped by his own laughter. Every time he looked at those white booties he cracked up.
The dead proved to be less effective fighters. Bleakman, now a teenager himself, led the Titans against the ghouls. They had spent months training for a real mission and now they finally had one. Bleakman and Flamebird took on the Karate Kid, while White Feather and Zen Archer took Reflecto out of commission. Flash and Speedy knocked out Chemical King, and Driftwood battled Ferro Lad to a standstill. Trouble easily trounced Triplicate Girl. Only Sun Boy remained, and no one could get close to him because of the intense heat.
“David, if you’re ever going to use that Mento helmet for something other than your libido, now’s the time!”
“Libidomento! That’s it! That’s my code name!” And Libidomento concentrated the power of his libido on Sun Boy, causing the ex-Lothario to collapse in a fuck daze, so horny that he was unable to function.
“Enough!” Mano had removed his glove and was threatening to touch the ground. “All I have to do is make contact with the earth and this entire rock will disintegrate. I’ve already destroyed my home planet so don’t think I won’t do it to you! Starfinger, get the wizard! The rest of you, back inside!”
Starfinger grabbed the Wizard and the Dragon Duo. Morgan was out of spells and the boys had been drained of power. They were helpless.
Mano and Starfinger led the three back into the park where Mordru awaited them. Mordru bound Morgan in mystical bonds similar to those that held Mysa, but George and Greg were another matter.
“Dragonhearts! I thought they were extinct! And a balanced pair! It was worth coming to this sty of a town just to find you, my pretties! Come, let us return to the thirtieth century. This reality is unstable. It won’t hold together much longer.”
“Don’t you want to know how we escaped from Dimension QK-51?”
“Ultra Boy! Kill him!”
Starfinger fired a laser at Jo but a shadow passed over the park, blinding them all
“It was the Dragons, you dumbfuck. Dimension QK-51 is filled with Dragons.”
“No! It can’t be! I created it myself!”
“See for yourself!”
A rift appeared in the sky, and the rift was filled with dragons of every color.
“You only THOUGHT you created the Dimension, but all you did was create the passage.”
The rift closed and all was darkness again.
“How are you doing this? You have no magic!”
“Dragons gave it to me. Dragons can give anyone magic!”
Mordru experienced doubt, and he didn’t like it. What the boy said made no sense, yet clearly something had happened. The Legion had gained both a sorcerer and two dragonhearts somehow! The only way to be sure was to reopen the dimensional rift himself and test the truthfulness of the boy’s tale. He undid the spell that sealed Dimension QK-51 from the rest of the Universe and used his magic to peer inside.
“There be no Dragons here! Just...LEGIONNAIRES! This is a trick!”
He tried to reseal the rift, but it was two late. Four cruisers landed on the beach, cruisers filled with a full complement of Legionnaires, Subs, and Science Police.
“AARRGGHH!! Confound these Legionnaires!” Mordru was displeased. Things weren’t going at all the way he expected. He gathered Mano, Starfinger, Mysa, Morgan, and the Dragon Duo into a Sphere of Fleeing and made a strategic retreat. He could still triumph, but he needed a plan, and needed to find out the truth behind his enemies’ deceptions.
On the beach, the shadows lifted, and a man in green and magenta stepped forth.
“Well done, Jo. You played the role I set for you perfectly.”
“Yes, he did, Universo. Now release him.” Seven grey-cloaked figures stepped out of the darkness. It was impossible to tell which one had spoken.
“Still playing games, eh, Trapper? Not until I see my son.”
“No more games, Universo.” The central figure pulled back his hood revealing a grey-haired man in his mid-forties. The man wore glasses and seemed entirely non-threatening. “Rond, you can come out now.”
“I’m here, Father.” Rond Vidarr threw off his robe. He wore his father’s Power Ring on his right hand.
“What trickery is this?”
“I said I had your son. I didn’t say from which time period I’d plucked him. Don‘t worry, I‘m sure little Rond has just run away again. How many times did you run away as a boy, Rond?”
“Grife, only every month! Come on, Father. Release Ultra Boy.”
Universo glared at his adult son, but complied. Why did the gods have to punish me with such an obstinate son?
Lightning Lord entered the beach driving Langley, Phoebe and Brooke before him. “Hey, Mordru, this is some kind of trick! These aren’t really the Legionnaires. Oops!”
Sensor Girl dropped her grey robes and sent Lightning Lord a vision of the Lightning beasts of Korbel. He went running toward the Boathouse. “We won’t have to worry about him for a while.”
"Good work, Sensor Girl!" The blue-skinned Shadow Lad removed his robes as well.
Grimbor Galen threw off his robes. “Enough of this bullshit. You can pluck all the heroes out of time that you want but it still doesn't mean shit against Mordru's magic. We don’t have much time before he figures out what’s going on and comes back here to send us all to hell!”
“Actually,” said Glorith of Baaldur as she pulled down the hood of her robe and shook her golden curls, “time is the one thing we’ve got plenty of, eh, Ben?”
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Mordru’s spell had also broken Tony Mill’s hypnotic trance. He’d freed Romulus from the rack and the two of them managed to force the door. The dungeon area was in ruins. They heard cries for help coming from the other rooms, but it took them some time to clear the rubble. Chris and Bruno were both unconscious, and River was tied to a St. Andrew’s Cross. Tony used CPR on the two rubber men while Romulus freed River. In the next room, Kevin, Richard, Scott Chandler were trying to untie Jimmy Olsen. They were safe, but they’d been trapped by a falling beam. With Tony’s added strength, they moved the beam out of the way and escaped. They still couldn’t untie the elastic knot, but they were out of the dungeon.
The last rescue was the most dangerous. Craig, Will, Pierce, and Ted Orsini were trapped in the Dungeon’s largest room. This room was on a lower level and the burst water pipes had flooded it.
“Find Leo,” Tony told the others.
A few minutes later, Leo, Trouble, and Proty arrived to help. Leo bravely dived into the rising water and located Pierce and Orsini. Pierce was fine, but Leo feared that Ted was dead. Once again Tony put Romulus to work doing mouth to mouth resuscitation and soon Ted was back amongst the living. Trouble got to Craig and pulled his chains from the wall. She carried him back to the stairs.
“OW OW OW OW OW!
“Are you hurt? What’s the matter!”
“The vibrator short-circuited and it’s applying electrical current to my sprocking prostate! Turn it off!”
“Where’s Will,” asked a sputtering Ted Orsini.
“Up in the rafters. He’s okay, just scared. Proty’s talking him down.”
Shortly afterward, two bats, one of them an odd shade of yellow, flew down the hallway to safety.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Mordru’s Snow Dome Night
“So that’s the plan,” explained Grimbor.
“But if we do that, how will we get home?”
“You won’t be going home,” announced Ben.
“What?” The Legionnaires stared at the grey-haired man as if he were mad.
“I‘ll explain later. Right now these people need you. We have to be ready when Mordru returns.”
“How do we know we can trust you, Time Trapper?”
“You don’t. That’s why I brought him.”
The adult Cosmic Boy removed his grey robe. “Trust him, Saturn Girl. He’s our only hope.”
Saturn Girl and Lightning Lad exchanged looks and shrugged. “Okay, you heard the man. Start modifying the space ships. It sure would help if Superboy were here.”
“I’m here!” Superboy and Bob Cobb arrived on the beach. Behind him the two lead singers from the band were carrying Nemesis Kid and the Persuader over their shoulders.
“Superboy! Uh, what happened to your costume?”
“Oh, this is what I’m wearing now. Like it?”
“I like it,” said Element Lad.
“Me too,” said Invisible Kid.
"I told you they were gay," said the blond singer.
His companion shrugged. “Alert the Media. Hey, what do you want us to do with these two?”
“Oh, just throw them on the sand. We’ll keep an eye on them. Thanks for defeating them for us!”
“Wait a second, these two guys took out two of our most powerful enemies! How?”
“Oh, it was easy,” said a teen-aged Jon. “The blond bottomboy has a glass jaw.”
“And Axe Boy is ticklish,” laughed a teen-aged Ben. “Come on, we’d better get back to the band. Dolph and Jean-Claude are probably picking on Sepe and Consuelos again.”
With two Ultra Boys, Two Mon-els, a Dev-em and a Superboy, the work went quickly. They modified the ships according to Grimbor’s instructions. Now all that was left was to bait the trap. “Mysa, you can come out now.”
“Mysa! But I thought Mordru took her with him.”
“Mordru thought he took her, but Ultra Boy and Sensor Girl pulled a switch under Shadow Kid’s cover of darkness. I expect Mordru was pretty upset when he discovered he’d been fooled again. That was one brave little lady who went with him. I hope she’s okay!”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Mordru’s Rock About the same time
ZZZZZZT!
“STARFINGER! I said stop it! You’ll kill us all!”
“Then get her to stop buzzing around my head!”
“I can’t. I told you, Sylphs are immune to magic.”
“Nyaa nyaa! Can’t catch me, can’t catch me.”
“I’ll catch you, you little tiny bitch!”
“MANO! Put your glove back on this instant! How in the name of Klordny am I supposed to come up with a plan with you imbeciles annoying me!”
George, wearing just his top harness, walked over to the magic window. “Hey,” said George, “isn’t that the redhead on the beach down there?”
Greg, in a matching bottom harness, joined him. “Sure looks like her, George! Gee, she’s pretty hot! No wonder you wanted to keep her tied up!”
“And you two! I don’t need your tongues to access your magical energy! Wait. Did you say redhead? Where?”
“On the beach. She’s drawing some kind of mystical symbols”
“That’s doesn’t look like a mystical symbol to me,” said Mano.
“She’s drawing a picture of Mordru! It must be sympathetic magic,” guessed George
“Oh, dear,” said Yvonne. "Is that really to scale?"
“MMPH,” mumbled Morgan through his gag.
“Steroids,” nodded Greg. "I've heard they can cause it to shrink like that."
“It’s a common problem with bodybuilders,” agreed Starfinger.
Mordru’s face turned as purple as his tights.
Mano started laughing. “Is it really that small? No wonder you’re such a hothead!”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
On the Beach Somewhere near the end (really)
Mysa was putting the finishing touches on her work when she heard the thunderclap. Enraged, Mordru stood before her. Greg, George, Morgan, Mano and Starfinger, were bound and gagged with the mystical black snakes. Tiny Bit hovered overhead.
“SPROCK YOU, YOU UNGRATEFUL WHORE!” Lightning was flashing all around Mordru’s head and clouds of purple smoke were coming out his ears.
“You always needed strap-ons to sprock me, Mordru, dear.”
“I’ll break your spocking neck, witch!”
“You’re welcome to try. You needed a magic dildo to break my hymen.”
“AARRGGHH!!” He lunged for her, but as soon as he had his hands on her throat, Superboy and Mon-el sprang the trap. The spaceships had been modified to form two halves of an airtight tomb. The special locks Grimbor had designed were magic-proof. Mordru was trapped and powerless once more. Phantom Girl phased out of the tomb.
“I don’t believe the dumbfuck fell for it again,” laughed Mysa. With Mordru imprisoned, her powers had returned. A small spell dissolved the bondage snakes holding the others prisoner.
“It was simple enough to do,” explained Sensor Girl. While you were hidden in the shadow, I projected your likeness onto Phantom Girl. She dematerialized the instant he grabbed her, but by then it was too late for him.
“That’s one problem solved. Now how do we get this piece of Pine Valley back where it belongs?”
Grey-haired Ben shook his head. “We don’t. Time has finally run out for Holidaze. Time is running out for all of us. Gather everyone together, here on the beach, and I’ll explain everything.”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
On the Beach The End (really)
“As I told Brad when I met him last year, the whole idea was to save the Legion. Cosmic Boy tried and failed, but it was his attempt during Zero Hour that inspired me. He managed to make temporal duplicates of the Legionnaires that he hid in stasis. Unfortunately, the strain drove him mad.
“When I discovered Mordru had the Legion trapped in Dimension QK-51, I knew that was my chance. I was able to postulate two opposing time-lines, one where the Legion is freed and goes home, and one where they wind up here in Pine Valley. I also needed someone on the inside, but I knew that if Mordru sensed I was involved, the plan wouldn’t work. That’s why I recruited Universo and had him hypnotize Jo. Between us, we were able to keep Mordru so confused he never knew what was happening. I knew I would need some extra help so I recruited these others from different time periods: Rond, to manipulate Universo; Grimbor, to design a cage for Mordru; Shadow Lad and Sensor Girl, to help in the deception; Cosmic Boy, to gain the Legionnaire's trust; and Glorith, because I'm going to need her help with this next bit.
“You see, I'm afraid this timeline has become unstable as a result of all the magical tampering and it, along with all of the time travelers who came through with Mordru and me will disintegrate within the hour unless they bond with one of the locals.”
“I knew he’d say that,” said Pluto.
“Yes, Pluto, you did, and you’ve paved the way with the costumes you’ve designed. And Brad and Mikey helped by using the Soapstone to make everyone the right age to handle the bonding.”
“Listen, are you saying that because I’m wearing a Light Lass costume that I’m going to bond with her?”
“Essentially, yes. You’ll still be Brooke English, but you’ll also have Ayla Ranzz’s memories and her super-powers. Ayla will live on through you.”
“Trust me Ayla,” said Jo. “I’ve seen your future, and living on in Brooke’s body will be a lot better than living through Zero Hour.”
“But what’s the point if this reality is breaking apart?”
“If Brad, Tyroc, Glorith and I work together, we have enough power for one last reboot. We can send everyone who was here prior to Mordru’s arrival to Earth-A. The only way the rest of you can survive is to go through the bonding process.”
There was lots of murmuring at that but the Legionnaires saw it as their only chance, and the citizens of Pine Valley decided that having super-powers wouldn’t be so bad.
“What about the villains and the reanimated, Legionnaires?”
“They get the same treatment. In the case of the dead Legionnaires, they'll get a second chance at life. The villains will be trickier. We’ll have to find some sadistic pricks to handle the them, I think.”
“Hey, that’s the name of our band,” said the teen-aged Jon. “The Sadistic Pricks!”
And so they merged. The Pine Valleyites and the Legionnaires, Subs, and Science Police paired off and melded together. Not everyone in town bonded with a Legionnaire. The Titans already had their own code names, and except for Ultra Boy, the visiting Legionnaires from Earth-A had no counterparts.
There were some interesting encounters before the end, however. When Myrt-el caught up with her ex-husband, Universo, she kneed him in the groin so hard he broke his monocle. Romulus wasn’t happy about that since when he bonded with Universo he felt the residue of the pain.
Myrt also had a reunion with her son, Rond Vidarr. She was proud of the way he turned out, and when Rond bonded with Lee Hawkins, Myrt-el wound up being a real mother to the boy.
Bob Cobb was happy to finally meet Mon-el. They were physically identical of course, but they had grown up with different memories. Mon-el, the space explorer who’d spent a thousand years trapped in the Phantom Zone, and Bob, who’d grown up with the Cobbs in a loving family environment. When they bonded, Bob Cobb stood taller and his eyes shone with nobility. He was still the same old Bob Cobb who had turned Pluto into his dog, but now he was one of the most legendary heroes in the galaxy as well.
Kid Crowbar’s Ultra Boy bonded with Tinya’s Ultra Boy. Both were a lot wiser than the Ultra Boy who had flown off that morning two years ago to pierce the Iron Curtain of Time. Jo retained a fondness for Phantom Girl, but it was still the Kid who held his heart. This was a good thing, because Tinya bonded with Skye and Skye was in love with Brooke.
"I don't get it," said the 20th Century Grimbor. "He looks just like me!"
"I am you, you dumb ass, except in my timeline my shitheel brother Morgan blasted me to the future instead of getting me the job at the Bastion."
Eventually, all the Earth-1 Legionnaires were gone. In their place were the Legionnaires of Earth-A!
Grey Ben, Glorith, Officer Svhaughn Erin, and the imprisoned Mordru were the only out-of-towners left.
“I guess you merge with me,” said the teen-aged Ben to his older counterpart.
“No. I don’t merge with anybody here. I’m real enough that I can still go back to Sausalito and write more stories. I‘m afraid you‘re going to have to bond with Mordru.”
“Oh. Cool! I always wanted to be a magic-user."
Glorith smiled. "Mordru ought to like it too when he the size of his new dick! So who’s going to be the Earth-A Time Trapper?”
Just then the white limo pulled up to the top of the sand dune. The driver‘s door opened and out stepped the immaculately uniformed driver that Brad had met earlier. He opened the passenger door and helped Gloria Marsh from the car.
“She’ll do,” said Glorith of Baaldur, shaking her blonde curls.
As Gloria walked down the sand dune, five men in disheveled tuxedos climbed out of the limo. “Hey, guys, Mikey told me the whole story. Can these boys come with us? My car broke down just outside of town. I never would have gotten here if they hadn’t given me a ride.”
“Gloria, where have you been? I expected you an hour ago!”
“Uh, well...”
Gloria blushed. The five men in tuxedos straightened their ties and adjusted their cummerbunds.
“They told me to just keep driving around the park,” said the driver. He came forward and shook Ben’s hand. “Hi, I’m David Rampal.”
“Yes, I know who you are. I'm glad you're here. I need you to bond with Shvaughn."
"But she's a girl!"
"Trust me, it's NOT a problem. And yes, you’re all going to have to go with Brad and Mikey. I’m afraid I won’t have any superpowers to give to the rest of you, though.
“We don’t need superpowers,” said Dema Kovalenko. “We’re soccer players!”
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And so the Legion quadrupled in size overnight. Even Hearst Castle didn’t have enough bedrooms for everyone, but luckily no one minded sharing a bed with one or two teammates, and with so many super-heroes, new construction went quickly.
Kid Crowbar and Jo had already picked out the site for their new sheep ranch. The ranch had a rustic charm that was missing at Legion Headquarters. The other Legionnaires were frequent visitors to the ranch, especially Lex Luthor and his slave, Superboy. Lex and the OK Kid became great friends and spent many hours together comparing notes on slave training. Jo continued to go on missions with the Legion, but when he wasn’t on monitor duty he lived at the ranch and helped Kid Crowbar tend his sheep.
Paul Dougherty and Max Grand built a soccer camp next to Kid Crowbar's Ranch. The soccer players made themselves at home there as did Randy Cocker, who had become quite enamored with the sexy jocks. Most historians credit this camp with the United States domination of the World Cup throughout the twenty-first century.
Completing the new inland village was the new Mr. G. factory. The Carlson twins, who had merged with Duo Damsel, retained control of the factory, but they acknowledged that the merged Grimbor was a genius when it came to innovative bondage gear and so he was given some measure of freedom. Brothers Andrei and the rest did most of the actual work at the factory while Kuzak and Hardwick provided security. Pierce Riley and his new lover, David Rampal, settled in with them and ran the body piercing division
Morgan relocated his Gothic tower on a rocky cliff overlooking the ocean and the Sadistic Pricks moved in with him and his entourage. The Pricks became the number one recording group in America and posters of Jon and Ben hung in every teenager’s bedroom.
Bryce Van Bleak and his Titans built Titan’s Tower and delved a new Bleak Cave (complete with a heated grotto) in the hills beneath it. Will liked the cave so much that he, Craig, Orsini, Jed, and the Wolfhounds moved in with them. Trouble, Beast Boy and Libidomento had their own private suite in the Tower where Trouble used her magic lasso to keep Libidomento on a very short leash. Noah and Julia Keefer lived in an adjoining cottage. Noah continued to photograph erotic calendars for Jed, but Julia was often found at Casa Del Monte, helping in Doctor Brad's medical lab.
Big Scott soon grew bored with life at the Castle. He got together with Mike, Pluto and Bob and drew up plans for a Holidaze Resort Hotel and Spa down by the beach. They put Romulus and Tony in charge of entertainment, and Sean and Mitch ran the Spa. Kevin and his boys took over the nightclub while Chris, Bruno, and River made sure everyone played nice in the Dungeon. Mike, Scott, Pluto, and Bob shared a huge double loft above the Gym.
At times they missed some of their old friends. Tad Martin, Derek Frye, Jackson Montgomery and Mike Roy had all attended Wildwind's Crystal Ball on New Year's Eve and so were safely outside Mordru's ball of destruction. Brooke took solace in knowing that Tad and Derek were raising her and Tad's son Jamie. As for Jackson, Pluto had dreamed that he would win the Governor's race in 2000, and then go on to become President in 2008. Mike Roy would be the first gay First Significant Other.
But most of the time they kept busy with missions. With no super-villains to fight, the Legion became Earth’s defenders. They stopped the ice caps from melting, repaired the ozone layer, and re-seeded the rain forests. Every home had its own fusion generator and flying cars crisscrossed the globe using radio waves for power. They saved the whales and brought peace to Ireland and the Mideast. It was the dawn of a new Millennium.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Sausalito, Earth Prime January 1, 2001
“It was the dawn of a new millennium.”
Ben stared at the words on the screen. A little hokey, but it would do. He clicked on the save icon, saved the file to disk, and turned off his computer. Friendly Underfoot jumped up in his lap and demanded to be brushed.
Maybe there’d be more stories about Mike and Brad and the Legion of Super-Heroes. Maybe not. He was pretty sure that Morgan, Yvonne and the Sadistic Pricks would be showing up again someday.
And there were always new soccer players....
The End
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