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You must be 18 or older to read this story, it contains strong sexual action. And la la la la, you know the drill.

 

The cupid chronicles:

By: Draconos Deadman

 

 

The air had a unique taste to it as the beautiful heroine swung on her line.

She was Batgirl, the darknight’s apprentice, and turmoil ravished the beauty as she swung towards her goal.  She did not know what was wrong with the world of today, but something clearly was. Crime was down, ever since the Justice League came about. It seemed as if the entire world was ok, but on another level, it was not. She was 18, and yet she had no idea what she wanted. On some level, the hero business was not enough. She had no idea how, but it seemed as if Love had taken a step out of the world. People she knew and befriended could not seem to find their way either. Supergirl was having some sort of crisis with her alter ego and took time off to find the answer.  The Teen Titans were also being stretched, some internal affair, being that she was friends with Robin, she knew half of it. But right now, she couldn’t think of that, she told herself. She had a Job to do, the Justice League had business for her, some sort of major time flux in the area, and she was the closest to investigate. She didn’t really understand what it was, she just knew she had to get there and make sure nothing came out that could destroy the fabric of time and space. So she continued on her way to Gotham Park. Swinging from building to building onto her destination.

 

          Gandarion hadn’t the clue what just happened. He’d been in the beast’s lair fulfilling his duty as a knight traveler, destroying the beasts that had damned themselves, when the cave entrance had collapsed in on itself. He’s being seemed to be sucked out of itself, traveling somewhere into the unknown. Then all the sudden it stopped. He came back to normal, but he couldn’t help but get the feeling something momentous had happened. He got up, having found himself on a smooth surface after the event. His first look around gained him the most momentous sight he’d ever laid eyes on. Towers of a like of his homeland had sprouted all around the forest he had been in. the forest had shrunk to a mere valley of its former glory, and the cave that the beast had lived in had disappeared entirely. He cursed himself in his own tongue. He’d been warned that on this journey he’d be transported to new lands. He didn’t think that meant being forced into a new World. A rustling behind him indicated that he wasn’t alone. He swirled around, and prepared for the beast. Instead he was met with a beauty of like which he had never laid eyes on. She came flying in like an angel, but was dressed like a daemon, some sort of helm, which made he look like a Valkyrie of the old legends, except of a bird she wore the ears of a bat. He studied this opponent, for something about her made him apprehensive. She was dressed in a tight material that showed the curves of her body of in detail. She wore a mask, which prevented him from seeing her eyes. She was dressed in black, except for the symbol on her chest, which held the crest of a bat, of which she looked so much like. This was obviously unusual, even for this weird new world; for he doubted that anyone could go around dressed like that for casual wear. Even so intimidating. He knew her to be only still a lass, for she could not have been more than of 18 years of age. She was a slight, athletic build, but she still held those curves, which caused his trousers to bulge. She spoke in a language he could not fully understand. But garnered that she asked a question. For he answered as best he could, in his own language. But before she could inquire further in her strange language, he saw a form that he recognized come into view behind her. Shouting warning, he jumped and pulled her out of the way of a gigantic claw. This was his duty, not the lasses, and on so he pulled her onto his shoulder in a carrying way, and ran into the bushes. She did not appreciate, she struggled like a wild cat, but he could sense she be trained, she made all the correct moves against him. But he made all the right defensive.

He’d have to knock her out and deal with the daemon himself.

 

 

She couldn’t believe the nerve of this man. Shed came out the swing and saw him in his weird attire. Some sort of old English attire. All she registered was that he carried a sword at his belt. She had asked a question and then managed to get a garbled answer in another language she couldn’t even recognize!!! She knew she didn’t intimidate him though. She had just concluded that he came through the time flux, when he had lunged at her and pulled her out the way of something. Before she had time to see it though, she was carried off by him. Obviously attempting to save her, she tried to struggle out, but instead managed to only find her hits blocked. He was trained in some fighting arts. She could only wait until he stopped. He set her down a mile or so away. She could hear the ruckus behind him. Something was coming. Before she could react. The foreigner pulled a move that would put her to sleep; she fought it but couldn’t stop it. She saw the face of the man as she went to sleep, memorizing ever detail. His eyes traveling down her body only hinted to her as the blackness enveloped her, and before she could even manage a thought of defense, she fell asleep.

 

Gandarion was marveled as she fell asleep, he could tell she memorized his face, a fact he didn’t mind. Her body had excited his onto the point he had not wanted to put her down. She was his that he knew know. He would have to call a god to him, one that owed him a favor. He knew he could still reach a him, anywhere, or a form of him.

Right now, he’d have to deal with the beast,

And then he would see to settling down in this new world, with his future wife to be.

 

Supergirl was getting tired, having searched all night. Her alter ego Linda Lee was having trouble at the local college at which she attended. Her hometown friend, Kelvin had gone missing for the past Two-months. She owed Kelvin, for he had been a very dear friend. She was getting closer to him, that she knew. For some reason, he was researching mythology when he disappeared, his friends claiming he was looking up on some theory of his. She had to smile to herself. Kelvin had theories all the time as a kid. She remembered the one about her. It had been true, as she had found out later. She had been digging through her old stuff when she had came upon a picture of him. She had been reminded of her old friend’s theory immediately, and how true it was. She wasn’t Supergirl back then. She was still Linda. But Kelvin had been right to a frightening degree, which led her believe he may have knew about her. He had other theories as well it seems. For he had been searching a mythological Greek figure, one known as Cupid. She didn’t understand how this came into her life, but she found a plethora of Supergirl articles, all her famous achievements, right side of her old picture. It wasn’t frightening, it was old knowledge. She knew Kelvin had a crush on Linda. She hadn’t had chance to act on it before she was adopted. She lost contact with him. She now knew all about him. Having found out of his Missing person’s report. She decided to go undercover and find him.

But throughout this personal adventure, she had the feeling of being watched. She never found out whom, but even now crossing the dark alley towards the warehouse that was owned by Kelvin under another name.

She didn’t understand it but she couldn’t help but feel Kelvin close. She came upon the warehouse unexpectedly when rifling through Kelvin’s backpack. Their was a envelope addressed to her. He knew shed come looking for him sometime, for the envelope was recent. It only contained a picture of her as Supergirl, and a the address to the warehouse. She came as Linda to make sure that he wouldn’t be intimidated. She walked towards the warehouse door. It was unlocked, a fact that unnerved her. She walked in to discover a darkness, she couldn’t see but she knew nothing was in it. Having scoped it out already. But she could sense that someone was here. She could feel it in the air, which was strangely scented with a slight tinge of vanilla. Something she always enjoyed. She walked deeper into the darkness, trusting her invulnerability. She heard the door close and spun around, her only light went out. But she saw the flash of a silhouetted figure, about the height of Kelvin. She knew he was here. “Kelvin, come out and turn on the lights, you knew Id be here, you have explanations to give.” She heard no response except a rustle of wings. Something that she couldn’t figure out came to her, when she was a kid, Kelvin had a secret of which she couldn’t figure out, and he wouldn’t tell her about, she had also found feathers in his apartment. This was weird because he didn’t have a bird. Suddenly it all came together. He must something that caused him to run. She suddenly heard whispers near her, which she quickly turned to. The came clearer as she knew he got closer. “Knew you’d find the envelope sooner or later L.” it came from behind her. She took out her miniflash-light, and turned it on. Turning to the sound, she caught a flash of wings, and a breeze. “You always were prepared, even for the unknown.” That came from above, something she couldn’t understand. “How did you know Kel, how did you know what I would become??” she cried this out to the darkness. She heard the answer in a whisper near her ear, “Love knows no hidden secrets L.” she felt a iron grip grab her, and the lights suddenly turned on. She fought out of the grip, using her super strength, and yet she just managed to escape. She twirled around, getting ready to beat him to a pulp, when she set her eyes upon him. The only thought that came to mind was, oh… that’s why he ran away. He was their. Wearing no shirt and tight black pants, showing of his gorgeous body. She had found out about his change from the kid he used to be. He had worked out in his apartment. Never joining a gym. He was the perfect male in the female perspective. Not a ounce of extra weight on him. And now she knew why, for you can’t be fat and fly…… the feathers, everything now added up. “God Kel, how long??” she stared at them, unable to take her eyes of them, they were a magnificent color of black, one that attracted her greatly. “For a long time actually, but just recently have I been able to fly…”

He grinned at her, something that took her breath away. “I’ve been keeping a eye on you L.; it took you awhile to remember where you came from.” That hurt her like a punch. She HAD forgotten the past. She had forgotten him.

But he hadn’t forgotten her. “You knew, all the time, you knew where I came from what I was.” He frowned at her. “No, I just knew what you would become, I didn’t have the ability to look into the past then, but as the years went on I found out. Of course you had discovered for yourself.” That made her puzzled, he had powers it seemed, which coincided with what she had found. Some unknown person had been saving the day around the old neighbore hood. No one knew who it was though, and the justice league was unsure themselves, it was the only reason she was allowed to come back.

“You should have come to me Kel; there are people to help you with what you have.” He shook his head at this. “There are VERY few people who have what I have, L” he stretched his wings, showing the great wingspan. “These things are only a side effect of the thing I HAVE. Apparently, L, im supposed to be the god of love.” Oh no, this hit me like a train. He insane. Something must have snapped when he retreated from civilization. Her face must have showed something for he suddenly became angry. “Im NOT INSANE. I did NOT retreat from CIVILIZATION, I WAS FORCED FROM IT. BY THEM.” At these he sneered the word them. But he had just recited her thoughts, which told her that he could…. “Yes I can L., god it took you awhile. I know ALLOT about you, just from what I’ve been able to learn from them.” This made her blush, wondering what exactly he knew. He couldn’t know why she went around “without panties, yes L. I know” he grinned as she blushed. “And I must say L. you’ve been very very very Naughty.” This made her even more embarrassed. He knew allot it seemed.

She could only hope he didn’t know about her problem. “Yes, L. I do.” God damn that power of his. Whatever it is. “Its in multiple forms L., im afraid it’s more of a curse than a power.” He then grinned evilly “though it does have some….” She felt something in her pants, a warming and realised what he was doing. He was making her Horny!!!! “perks.” She gasped air as she felt her self get wet. My god he’s got a hell of a weapon against me she thought, for he’s got to know that… no don’t think it, if I don’t think it he can’t know it. He laughed suddenly. “Smart, considering the circumstances, but know, I can rifle through your mind like you might rifle through a filling cabinet, pulling out memories and habits. I know ALL about your “problem” getting laid L.” he paused as I suddenly felt myself explode. suddenly I couldn’t hold my self up. He was there to catch me as I fell to my knees. I felt his hands pull me close to him and the soft touch of his wings encircling me. God they were so SOFT. Everything was spinning. I could hear him right in my ear. “We have many things to talk about….. Supergirl”

His hands glided circles across my chest, making me instantly wanton. He was playing me like a fiddle, playing all the right notes. I felt him start to grow beneath his pants. Damn myself for not wearing anything more covering. It was true, I had the incline to look like a whore tonight, for some reason or other, I couldn’t quite remember, but the fact was I was wearing NO undergarments what’s so ever, with a miniskirt and a WAY TOO SMALL tee shirt. My eyes suddenly widened as his hand slid down, as if he knew…

“IT WAS YOU.” I whispered, unwilling to give up the moment. “You were the one watching me; you were the one who lead me to here.” He chuckled in manner that drove me wild. “You caught me. I did sort of recommend that where your best attire for the situation.” I can’t believe it, I thought. Im being molested by a old friend and all I can do is stall so it doesn’t have to end.

“i’ve no plans for JUST molesting you L.” as he said this quietly, I felt his hand start rubbing in a place no hand had ventured, making me gasp for mercy again. “Like I said, L.  we have ALLOT to catch up on” his fingers suddenly slid inside me, making me jump with pleasure, it was quick but it gave him the time to lift me higher against him, to where I could feel him pressing against my ass. Suddenly we were sitting on a bed that had come out of nowhere. With me on his lap. Not giving me time to think about it, his wings blocked my view of the warehouse, giving us a cubical of privacy.

His hands continued to work on me, one on my chest, grabbing and groping me, and the other, much lower, instantly going in and out of me. It wasn’t long until I was nearly on another orgasm, my second one of the night. He worked faster, and faster, until I couldn’t hold it anymore, I screamed as I came hard around his fingers. He let his fingers stay in me as I slowly rested his attentions having ceased. “You really need to be laid L.” he whispered into my ear. “So much so that I will have to personally devote my time to it”

Suddenly he turned me around to where I was straddling him, putting me right on top of the bulge in his pants. Suddenly I knew this was going too far, I struggled against him. To find that it had no effect, it only made me rub up against the bulge, and with no panties, oh hell even with panties; I could feel every inch of him. He was HUGE, we would never fit, I was frantic, struggling with everything I had. I thought franticly, not trusting my voice, fearing it would give my hornieness away. Stop this Kel, if you can read me as well as I think, then you KNOW that this isn’t how I want to be taken my first time!!! He stopped forcing me enough to look me in the eyes, and then I felt him inside my head. “Yes, I know exactly how you want to be taken, I can see your fetish’s as clear as I can see the light. You want to be taken like this…” he suddenly kissed me, unforcingly, causing renewed wetness to come to me. It was a passionate kiss, one that left me without breath, and aching for something in my chest. His voice was their again in my head.

“You also want to be taken here,..”  I felt his hand smack against my bottom, making me squeal into his kiss, “and here..” suddenly he thrust against me, and bulge briefly caused me to envelop him, causing a scream of pleasure to escape me. “And you’ve also DREAMED of someone doing this..” his tongue flashed into my mouth touching my own. “To this…”  again he thrust against me, producing the same result. How long had he been in my head…. He knew so much, I had never told anyone  about my dreams. She felt his thought slip past her again “I know a lot about love L., and you are my most knowledgeable subject.” I suddenly realised that this was all about me, from the beginning. He had done everything to attract me hear. I felt as if I couldn’t resist anymore, he knew me to well to fight him. “Relax L, I promise you when im done with you, you’ll never have to worry about love again…”

Suddenly I felt a wrenching and found myself in my bed. I shot up and hit the lights. I was home, it was all a dream. It never happened. I looked down to find a note scrawled across my body, I was naked, and I NEVER sleep naked. “dear L., don’t worry, im sorry we were interrupted, don’t worry ill be back, duty calls-continue on your ass” I ran to the big mirror I had in my room and turned to look at my ass, which just happened to be a bright red, from someone hitting it repeatedly. Words were written there too. “I will find you again L. cupid knows always where to find love” there was a small note under that one. “p.s. here’s a gift for the interruption.”  My first thought was confused until I felt the rising between my legs. I ran for the bed, knowing what came next. I suddenly exploded, causing me to black out slowly. “Have to report this…”

 

 

Gandarion finished chanting the spell to summon the god. A flash appeared and out came someone from it. A boy, 18 or 19 years of age. He looked pissed, his black wings rustling. “Who the HELL…” he suddenly looked shocked to see me. “Do you know what you just did??” he asked exploding.

Before he could get any further, I silenced him. “Who are you, and where is the god , Cupid.” He raised his wings, “I AM CUPID MORTAL, who the FUCK ARE YOU!!???” he was Very angry, but I met it with equal anger.

“IMPOSSIBLE,  the cupid who owes me, was older, as old as time.” His anger subsided. “I am his son, he died a year or two ago, making ME his replacement.” His face grew puzzled. “You knew my father?” I nodded,

“I am sorry to hear of your lose, but your father promised me something, and gave me the spell to summon him.” This only increased the puzzlement.

“I have two questions then, how can I help, and why are we talking in a dead language?” I quickly told him the story of my travel here, and of what his father had promised me long ago.

“So you say my father promised to help you with your future love, for it would be difficult for you to convince her?” I nodded. “Let me see this “wife” of yours.” I led him to my lady, still unconscious against the tree.

He suddenly stopped, “GOOD GOD, THAT’S BATGIRL!!!” he turned to me. “Are you SURE, this is her, that this is your wife to be??” I nodded, never having been sure of anything like this before. “Damn, you’ve got your work cut out for you….” his face suddenly grew troubled. “Maybe I can help, and maybe you can help me at the same time.” I didn’t have to ask what he meant. “I have the same problem, this woman is a Hero in our time, she fights injustice and such.” I nodded this making sense to me. “She is a friend of my love, who’s name does not matter. But know, it will take a little cunning on both our parts to make your wife love you. She is a virgin still, and is not good with relations. You might have to… borrow her for a while, to hmm uhh, make her assured of your love.” The way he said this, made me pick up his meaning. “I shall not rape my beloved.” His smile at my words worried me. “Their will be no rape, but seduction is another story.” He turned toward my beloved. “I have a plan, my love will not consider me, and I must do what you need to do. I must borrow her, for she has powerful allies who will want her safe. So does your wife.” I nodded following his explanation.

“You’ve, just bought favor with a god, my friend, a rouge god, but a god all the same”

 

I finished reporting my story to the head table. They were not pleased.

“You say he was able to seduce you, and new ALL your secrets??” this came from Wonder Woman, who was staring at me with wonder. I nodded, not wanting to think of what he knew. I had to tell them everything, including personal information. “My, dear friend I believe your history has just taken a frightening turn toward the present.” This came from Batman, who was to my left. “You say he thought himself cupid, right. Obviously signs of insanity. He must be brought in, so we can help him.” This came from my cousin Superman, who I really didn’t want here in the first place. “Not necessarily…..” this came again from Wonderwoman, who through out the story was asking about details. “You know something?” this came from Batman. Wonder woman nodded. “Many years ago, the god Cupid went Rogue, going against the rules of the gods, he intervened in mans world, causing himself to lose some of his godly powers. He was still Cupid, but he was now not immortal, and subject to Death. But because he was the god of Love, he could not be killed. It was rumored that he was recently killed somehow, and that a new Cupid had been chosen. A son of the original, whose mother had married the god. The both died at the same time leaving the son in a orphanage somewhere.” She paused looking at me. Thoughts came spiraling to me. ORPHANEDGE. Oh my god, I made out with.. A god.

“He was never found, and until now no sign of him could be seen. The other gods know of his existence, but not of his whereabouts. For 18 years there hasn’t been anyone giving out True love. So the worlds been a bleak place.

If this Kelvin is the new Cupid, then im afraid there isn’t much we can do but hide you.” fat chance I thought. “We shall discuss this further, for now we must keep you on station in the tower.” I got up and left the room, wondering if I could go and find Batgirl somewhere, she always was someone I could talk to. And this definitely needed a friend’s guidance.

 

They watched as she left the room. Wonderwoman spoke up, “I shall consult the gods on this, and they might help us. If this new cupid can be reasoned with, we may be able to put him in the right place again.” They all were quiet after. “What can we do against a god.” Wonderwoman shrugged,
“against a major influence like Cupid, no one could do anything. We are lucky he didn’t turn evil, he could really mess the world up.”   “Could we recruit him if his true love is here, than we will meet sometime.” This came from Green lantern. “I have no idea, a Rogue god does what must be done, what other gods don’t do. He’s a part of the universe now, and because love drives him, he can be a double edged sword.”

On that note they all separated, each going into their own thoughts.

 

Batgirl found herself in her room on board the space station. She had reported what happened. She remembered the man with wings in her dream.

And then she woke up in the park. The man and the thing that came with him was gone. She investigated and found the time flux fixed. She reported back to justice league headquarters, and then went to her room. She had a headache for some reason as if someone had gone through her head with a needle. She heard a knock on her door and voice came through. “Batgirl, its me. Can we talk, you wont believe the night I had.” She got up to receive her friend. Bet I could top you, she thought as she started to the door.

 

On another plane, two men were looking into a pool of water.

“Now we act.” One said. “Agreed” the other said in a very heavy accent.

 

To be continued…..