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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
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…..