Chapter 27 Harry's Lab
Fleur was examining the artifact which Harry had been looking at. The Asgardian object had caught her interest. While Harry's technology in this universe was advanced it was nowhere nearly as advanced as that possessed by Fleur and her Ascended family. The artifact had the ability to transport someone to the realm of Asgard but had long since lost the arcane energy level required for such a teleportation. Fleur reached down and with the help of her technology twisted her arcane energy to charge the artifact in just the right way.
"He never would have figured out how to do this himself," Fleur told Turia. "It might have taken him a long time but I believe he eventually would have figured it out," Turia pointed out. "Perhaps," Fleur admitted. This Harry was very resourceful. "Give me the altered coordinates."
Turia had done some scanning in the Asgard of this universe. The replicat had located a very suitable Asgardian female for Harry. Fleur tweaked the location which the artifact known as a Wessener would drop the person transported in. Fleur then sat back to wait. It didn't take long for Harry to return to his lab.
"Let's see what secrets you have to reveal," Harry said as he returned to examining the Wessener. "Huh...the energy pattern seems to have changed while I was gone," Harry said perplexed.
"Not just changed," Lily corrected. "The energy signature has increased in intensity." Harry reached down and picked up the Wessener. Harry felt a sensation similar to a portkey but more intense
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and then he was gone from the lab.
Asgard – The Bed Chambers of Lady Sif
Sif was just exiting her bathing room while drying her hair when a magical discharge went off in her room and a man appeared. With super-human reflexes Sif had drawn the sword hanging on the bathroom door and held it out towards the intruder. Sif had dropped her towel and dropped into a battle stance.
Harry was stunned as he beheld the beautiful woman standing naked before him holding a sword like she knew how to use it.
"Umm...Hello," Harry said with a casual wave. "I come in peace and mean you no harm." It was a struggle but Harry was able to take his eyes off of Sif long enough to look around at the décor. "Where am I?"
Sif relaxed just a tiny bit. She was still cautious though as she raised out of her fighting stance and didn't re- sheathe her weapon. Sif then spotted the Wessenger and realized what had likely happened.
"You are on Asgard," Sif said as she retrieved her towel and brought it up around her body.
While Sif wasn't modest about her body by mortal standards she wasn't about to go running around without clothing, especially in front of such an attractive man who hadn't shared her bed.
"Ah...that makes sense. I am a friend of Thor's," Harry said hoping to smooth things over. Sif perked up at this revelation.
"Let me dress and then we should talk," Sif said as she grabbed some clothing and vanished back into her bathroom.
It was only a few minutes later that Sif came out dressed in form-fitting leather clothes. Harry definitely liked what he was seeing. Harry was sitting in a chair that had been sitting in one corner of the large bedroom. Sif took a seat across from him in an identical chair.
"You seemed to relax when you noticed this," Harry said as he held up the Wessenger. "I take it you know what this is?"
"It is a Wessenger. It is a transportation device forged long ago and given to very few allies of Asgard. It was a way to enter Asgard in direst emergency. The way to forge Wessengers has long been forgotten but I know enough about them to be surprised that this one still had enough power after so long to transport you here," Sif said. Harry filed this revelation away for later. "How is it that you know Thor?"
"I fight alongside him in a team known as the Ultimates on Earth. It was I who broke the bindings on his powers," Harry explained. "I am called Harry Demire on Earth. What is your name?"
"I am Lady Sif," Sif replied. She stared intently at Harry. "How did you break the binding on Thor?" The binding had been laid by Lord Odin himself as a way to teach Thor a lesson. "It was not easy but I am very skilled at manipulating the energies that govern the universe," Harry answered
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without truly explaining in detail what he had done. "You are a sorcerer," Sif said while suddenly growing weary. Loki had left a bad taste in the mouth of all Asgardians in regard to sorcerers. "Yes...is that a problem?" Harry asked with concern.
"I must verify your story with Heimdal but if Thor trusts you then you can be extended a measure of trust. Sorcery is not kindly looked upon here in Asgard," Sif said. Sif stood. "Come...walk with me to the Bifrost so I can speak with Heimdal." After looking Harry up and down she said, "You will need clothing to blend in with."
Lily had released cloaked probes the moment Harry had arrived and had been scanning all of the realm. Harry knew the local manor of dress. His clothes suddenly transformed into the local style.
"Is that better?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Sif said. Although she was weary of sorcery Sif could certainly appreciate the utility of magically being able to transform outfits. "Stick close. Asgard is in a state of tension with a neighboring realm. Lord Odin has gone to treat with the leader of the Frost Giants."
Harry had no trouble sticking close to Sif as he followed her out of her quarters and through the city. It turned out Sif had been staying in a section of the palace. A flying sled took the pair to the Bifrost which looked to be damaged. The enchantments on the Bifrost generator were complex Harry could tell from Lily's initial scan.
"You have a guest," Heimdal said as soon as Sif walked into the Bifrost generation room.
Several Asgardian males were standing nearby examining a console of Norse runes trying to determine how to fix the damaged Bifrost.
"Yes. When was the Bifrost damaged?" Sif asked with concern.
"Just after Lord Odin left to treat with the Frost Giants," Heimdal answered. "It was a saboteur," Heimdal added grimly.
"That is not good news," Sif said just as grimly. Heimdal had not taken his eyes off of the vast void of stars that extended beyond the realm of Asgard. Heimdal was keeping an eye on Lord Odin's party. "This is a bad time to bother you but do you recognize this being?"
Heimdal glanced away from the stars briefly and looked at Harry. Heimdal had only been intending to take a cursory glance at Harry but he did a double take and looked closer.
"By the Norns," Heimdal whispered with awe. "I had not been able to see so clearly from so far away. But now," Heimdal said mostly to himself. "This is Harry, ally of Thor."
"What is it you see?" Sif asked.
Heimdal saw a being that was possibly more powerful than Lord Odin. There were so many layers to this being's existence it was hard to tell just how powerful Harry was. But when Heimdal glanced at Harry's face
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Heimdal decided it was not his place to reveal Harry's secrets. "That is not my place to reveal," Heimdal said.
Heimdal turned his gaze back towards Jotunheim, the home realm of the frost giants. When he did so Heimdal's eyes again widened in shock as he saw some strange bastardized versions of Bifrost energy not nearly as clean or powerful but functional connect with multiple points within Asgard. Heimdal idly noted how some of the spacetime conduits destabilized before connecting and how others degraded likely killing some of their passengers.
"We're under attack," Harry warned even before Heimdal could.
Just as he spoke over a dozen frost giants appeared in the Bifrost chamber. Immediately the giants attacked everyone present. Harry lashed out and shattered the nearest frost giant with a jab to the sternum. Everyone was engaged. The technicians that had been working on the runes were surprised. Icy claws were gouging into Asgardian flesh as Harry leapt on the giants attacking the technicians. Harry was a whirlwind of fury as he tore through his opponents. Heimdal and Sif meanwhile were engaging eight other frost giants. Heimdal and Sif were both skilled warriors and were holding their own but so too were the frost giants sent. Harry leapt into the fray and helped finish off the remaining frost giants.
"Where did they come from?" Sif demanded as Harry rushed over to the wounded ran his hands over the wounds with glowing arcane energy bent on healing doing its work.
"From Jotunheim," Heimdal replied. "They seek to attack while Lord Odin is away. We must defend the city."
Sif glanced at Harry and could see he could obviously handle himself in a fight. "You need to stay here and guard the Bifrost from further sabotage. I will go help fight," Sif said. "And I'll cover your back," Harry offered.
Sif nodded in agreement with Harry and led him out onto their transport. Sif immediately took the craft towards the biggest source of conflict that she could see. The signs of battle were easily discerned by the violent clashes of light and sound occurring in various spots. When they touched down they found roughly fifty frost giants engaging the city guard. Harry and Sif immediately joined the battle. The fighting was brutal and the frost giants were well organized but Harry's help ensured the attack had no chance of success in this location.
Sif observed Harry as he fought during a brief lull in the battle where she was fighting. He deflected the spears of two frost giants with a sweep of his arm just enough so that they wouldn't run him through and then leapt over the giants in a flip that had him landing behind them. Then Harry delivered two jabs to the backs of the enemy and caused them to shatter. He moved on to help a group of three city guardsmen that had been besieged by twice as many frost giants. His webbing and fists flew with equal frequency. He was truly a terror to the enemy.
Just then the battle changed for the worst for Asgard as a frost giant came out wielding a powerful ancient object.
"The Cask of Always Winter," Sif had just enough time to shout in warning before the leader of the attack, a frost giant named Sekrin, unleashed a wave of frost energy at a group of five city guard.
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The five members of the city guard were frozen solid in nearly an instant. Then Sekrin's gaze focused on Sif. Sekrin aimed the cask at her and opened it. Sif thought that this was her time. She thought she was going to die. Then Harry was standing in front of her pressing his back against her. A blast of coldness hit her and it felt like all the heat in her body was being sucked out of her. A brilliant blue light was visible around Harry. The only heat Sif could feel was coming from Harry. She pressed herself against his back trying to derive some heat out of him in shear preservation. Sif wasn't sure how long she remained with her body molded to Harry's back but then there was the sound of something shattering and a wash of heat. Harry turned and held Sif against him as she shivered.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked Sif.
Sif looked up at the man who had undoubtedly just saved her life and possibly that of all of Asgard. Against the power of the Cask of Always Winter without Odin or Thor present it was very likely that Asgard would have fallen.
"Yes...thanks to you," Sif said as she stared up at his brilliant green eyes.
Sif felt the urge to kiss Harry but any chance of acting it was destroyed by the sound of the wounded guardsmen nearby. Sif broke from his embrace reluctantly and saw her wounded fellow Asgardians. Sif saw the Cask floating in a sphere of fire which seemed to hold contain the power of the Cask. Sif looked at Harry with wide eyes in amazement that he had managed to do that.
"Come on...let's see to the wounded and finish this fight," Harry urged. Sif nodded and they went to it.
Sif was excited. Tomorrow should we be returning to Midgard with Harry. With his help the Bifrost had been repaired and Lord Odin had returned to Asgard. Odin had rewarded Harry with the title of Asgardian Friend which carried weight throughout the nine realms. Harry had also been awarded land in Asgard. Sif had been charged with maintaining relations with Asgard's newest friend in his native realm of Midgard. This was a task she was very interested in seeing complete. The fact that she had entertained a romantic interest for her savior since the Battle for the Cask might have had something to do with her eagerness. Sleep would be very difficult for Sif that night but perhaps some self-stimulation to thoughts of a certain green eyed man would help.
The Institute
Harry's eyes opened up as he felt an entity trying to attack the mental shields protecting Ororo. The dark skinned beauty was still sleeping but did stir slightly and snuggled into him.
"What was it?" Harry asked Lily who was communicating with Ororo's bio-net A.I. Casky. "It was another dimensional entity living in a mental realm. It fled the moment Casky tried to respond," Lily
answered. "We will keep an eye out for it." Harry nodded and held Ororo. He didn't need to sleep, especially since other versions of him were holding
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his other mates and sleeping. This version of Harry watched over Ororo throughout the remainder of the night. Nothing would harm her.
The Triskelion
Harry and Jean watched as Bishop destabilized the containment field holding Nathaniel Essex A.K.A. Sinister imprisoned. Bishop was invisible but the level of invisibility he utilized was easy for Harry's technology to penetrate. The invisibility technology Harry was using was on a whole other level also making himself and Jean intangible. The couple watched as Bishop unknowingly helped Sinister escape the Triskelion.
"I've got him," Jean sent to her boyfriend as she projected an illusion to Sinister that he was already hunting down and killing mutant targets.
"And I've got Apocalypse," Harry said.
Each time an illusionary mutant was "killed" Harry with Lily's help fed the same type of energy that comprised a being's soul shaped to perfectly mimic the essence of the slain mutant. Mutant essences had enhancements which the being that was currently using Essex fed off of. This being was known as Apocalypse. Harry and Jean watched as Essex collected ten mutant souls one by one. Jean was manipulating Sinister's mind while Harry was making sure telepathically that his mate wasn't detected by Apocalypse. Harry wouldn't have been capable of doing this without Lily enhancing his telepathic abilities. Her ability to mimic just about anything and multitask was unparalleled.
Bishop stood back and watched as Sinister claimed the tenth mutant life. This plan he and Cable had come up with risky Bishop knew but at least now Apocalypse would turn at a point they knew about and in a host they knew about. Bishop watched grimly as Sinister glowed brightly and rose up into the air. The process only took a matter of minutes but eventually the familiar horrifying form of the mutant Apocalypse resolved itself.
"The level of power I can feel coming off of him," Jean said to Harry in alarm.
"Is considerable," Harry agreed while taking Jean's hand in his. "But not unbeatable. Alone you are almost a match for him in terms of power. With the training I have been giving you I would put good odds that your technique could allow you to beat him. If you caught him by surprise I think you could take him hands down."
"I love you," Jean sent before kissing Harry.
Having Harry with her gave Jean so much more confidence than without him. She just felt safe with him. She knew that despite the entity that had just been reborn before them that Harry would never let her come to any true harm. Harry returned the kiss and conveyed his love for the gorgeous young woman in his arms through their telepathic connection. Harry had been preparing her to fight opponents like Apocalypse without any help on his part. He did this not because he thought he would be leaving her but just in case he was ever forced to leave her. Harry's separation from Fleur, Hermione, and Nym had taught him much about how unexpected life could be even given how old he was. Despite this uncertainty Harry felt more confident than ever in his ability to keep his mates safe. He was undertaking research into mapping the multiverse so he could locate his lost loves and make sure that if he had to traverse universes again he wouldn't get lost and could return to
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his new home.
Several police cars were the first to arrive on the scene. The officers immediately opened fire.
"Your existence is meaningless," Apocalypse said before throwing a car at the police officers.
Faster than Apocalypse could perceive, Harry had replaced the officers with convincing illusions. To Apocalypse it looked like the officers had been crushed. The civilians nearby began to flee in terror.
"Run and cower," Apocalypse called. "You are beneath my notice." "Obviously not since he is talking to them," Jean pointed out.
A smaller group of the X-Men happened to be running a training drill nearby. Bishop was with them and teleported the group to the scene. In addition to Bishop, the group included Wolverine, Storm, Beast, Psylocke, and Dazzler.
"Who the fuck are you?" Logan asked. "Should we intervene?" Jean asked. "He is out of their league."
"Let them try their hand. I will intervene covertly to make sure they aren't killed. They need to improve too,"
Harry said.
"I am your new master, child," Apocalypse replied. "Bow down before me and you shall live."
"This is how I bow," Logan said as he launched himself at Apocalypse with claws extended.
Apocalypse began to grow larger while raising his arm to deflect Wolverine's claws. Several slashed were formed on Apocalypse's arm but they didn't seem to harm him much.
"Your DNA sings to me, child," Apocalypse said. Apocalypse swatted Logan aside and said, "I will take your healing ability as my own and you shall be the first to fall."
Logan bounced back up and managed to dart under Apocalypse's next swipe before jabbing the claws on his left arm into Apocalypse's neck.
"You talked too much, bub," Wolverine said while expecting his opponent was already dead.
Apocalypse grabbed Wolverine around the waist and tore Wolverine back which also left Wolverine's arm claws and all sticking into Apocalypse's neck. Apocalypse tossed Wolverine into a parked car and tossed the arm after Wolverine.
"This is the most powerful mutant you will ever face," Bishop warned. "We must work together," Bishop said as he tapped out a control sequence on one of his devices attached to his arm.
An energy wave originating with Bishop swept over the group which caused Apocalypse to focus on Bishop. "The singing of your DNA has stopped," Apocalypse said. "Curious...who are you?" Bishop didn't answer. Instead he gestured to his comrades using a signal they had trained in. Bishop had just
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signaled that Apocalypse was an Omega class threat. A second hand gesture signaled that telepathy wouldn't work on the target so Psylocke manifested her psi-blade.
At another Dazzler and Storm unleashed their ranged attacks in a brilliant assault of light and the terrible energy Dazzler had only recently started to gain skill in projecting. The moment the two let up on their attacks, Apocalypse was hit with assaults from Beast, Bishop, and Psylocke. Apocalypse looked annoyed but the moment the three close range attacks ended he was hit with another blast from Storm and Dazzler. Apocalypse staggered a bit but recovered fast. Apocalypse surged forward and snatched up Bishop before squeezing Bishop.
Bishop gasped in pain and was barely saved by a furious assault from Storm. Storm unleashed hurricane force winds condensed into a tiny sphere that hit the arm holding Bishop captive. Beast snatched Bishop back away from Apocalypse the moment Bishop had been released. Apocalypse shook out his tingling arm and looked closely at Storm.
It was at this point that several other groups could be observed arriving including the Fantastic Four and a S.H.I.E.L.D. strike team. Apocalypse looked at all those arrayed before him and smirked confidently.
"Don't look so confident asshole," Storm said. "You are about to get your ass kicked."
Ororo and Betsy had been able to see Harry and Jean all along. Almost going unnoticed a temporal portal opened up half a block away and discharged two armored figures. Inside the armor was Charles Xavier and Cable.
"Bold words with little action," Apocalypse replied.
The action came as all of the parties attacked at once. Apocalypse staggered under the assault but managed to grab several individuals and hurl them into their compatriots. Apocalypse's ability to control mutants then came into play as the Morlocks came bursting out of the sewer and engaged the X-Men, S.H.I.E.L.D. strike team, and Fantastic Four. Harry and his allies had been working on coaxing the Morlocks out of the sewer system and improving their living conditions. It had been slow going work.
Charles stepped forward. Jean and Harry both sensed as Xavier extended his telepathy forwards and nullified Apocalypse's DNA control power slowly but surely.
"We're going to end you," Cable told Apocalypse as he stepped up next to Charles and fired an energy beam from a wrist-mounted-platform at Apocalypse.
The beam struck on Apocalypse's armor and appeared to do nothing at first. Then within a few moments the armor started to blacken and burn. Apocalypse leapt forward despite the beam and caught Xavier and Cable by the neck with his large hands. The Morlocks had momentarily stopped fighting thanks to Xavier but now they returned to attacking the world's defenders.
"Now?" Jean asked her mate. "Now," Harry answered.
Jean's invisibility vanished as her body seemed to burst into flames. In the initial outburst from Jean the flames of the Phoenix burned so hot they would have left a huge scorch mark on the surrounding area. But Harry dampened this effect. Jean was still working on some aspects of her Phoenix enhanced abilities. Harry had been working with Phoenix to more seamlessly blend the powers of Jean and Phoenix.
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"Now Apocalypse you shall burn by the power of Phoenix," Jean called in a voice that carried more than just sound.
Jean's voice managed to convey terrible might. She was naked beauty incarnate like this. It looked like Jean's clothing had burned away. Harry couldn't help but take a moment to admire the woman he loved. Apocalypse was staring up at her too. Harry and Jean both sensed a twinge of fear from Apocalypse but he refused to outwardly show it.
"Oh yes...major ass-kicking," Ororo whispered.
At the first sight of Phoenix, Sue began erecting a barrier shield around the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents because she knew this fight was going to get dirty. The sheer power Phoenix was putting off was something even the humans in the area could sense with their limited senses. Jean hovered there staring down at the scene and flicked her wrist. Apocalypse's grip on Xavier and Cable was broken and the two men dropped to the ground. Killing the monster wouldn't be quite so easy. The alien armor the entity known as Apocalypse was wearing was very advanced. But Jean was very powerful on an order of magnitude greater.
"The power in you...I sense it is mutant and...something else," Apocalypse said.
"You sense divinity," Jean replied. "The fact that you are not afraid leads me to believe you are a fool violent one."
Apocalypse lashed out and grabbed Jean around the waist. He attempted to use his armor to drain Jean's power. Jean's aura of fire and power exploded outwards blasting Apocalypse back.
"I will command you like I have commanded all," Apocalypse said as he crawled to his knees. Jean was drunk on a rush of power but she remembered her training. She stayed at a distance from her foe.
"I know what is in your mind violent one. You believe yourself to be a reincarnation returned to life and destined to rule all. You are wrong," Jean said.
Jean's fiery power manifested in a form identical to her own projected out in front of her. Meanwhile Harry's magic washed over her and concealed the real Jean from sight. It appeared as if Jean got closer to Apocalypse but really she stayed back.
"This isn't possible," Apocalypse whispered in horror as his armor started to melt slightly. "Anything is possible," Jean said.
Apocalypse appeared to be weakening under Jean's onslaught but then he surged forward lunching himself upwards to deliver a double-fisted strike that would have sent Jean hurtling backwards. Instead Apocalypse blew through the fiery illusion that was Jean. The fire coalesced into a spear of pure burning light hotter than any star which shot forth and pierced through the left shoulder of Apocalypse's armor. Apocalypse cried out as he fell back clutching his shoulder. The armor had some self-mending properties which slowly caused the hole in the shoulder and armor to close up with a lesser patch. Apocalypse glared at Jean with pure hate.
"I will kill you," Apocalypse promised. "I don't think so," Jean said as she gestured with both of her hands towards Apocalypse and caused fire to
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manifest around him in an ever-brightening sphere that engulfed Apocalypse completely. Apocalypse writhed from the heat and screamed. "Please, I beg you," Apocalypse called after perhaps thirty seconds of this assault.
Jean glanced back at Harry but saw no expression on his features telling her what to do either way. Jean knew this was her test. She could end the threat or let him live. But if she destroyed the armor Apocalypse would be diminished to the point that he shouldn't trouble humanity further. Jean let the fusion sphere collapse which revealed a humanoid looking male lying in the ruins of the armor. Apocalypse was a mutant beneath the alien armor. Jean ripped the armor away with her telekinesis and sent it hurtling away out of sight. The armor would be launched through time and space into the nearest black hole.
It was then that Jean felt her lover's pride in her and affection through the telepathic connection they shared. "I will handle him from here," Harry said as he stepped forward and gestured at the mutant Apocalypse. "Thank you," Jean said as she allowed her fire to fade and her clothes to return to her form.
Harry stepped closer and pulled Jean against his side. She laid her head against his shoulder and just enjoyed his embrace. Jean wasn't tired physically. But it could be a little emotionally tiring to restrain that much power.
"What now?" Johnny asked.
"Well...that was one hell of a fight," Harry said. "So I think one hell of a party should be thrown after we get this mess cleaned up."
"Who's buying?" Johnny asked. "Me of course," Harry said with a grin.
This actually managed to get a smile out of all the superheroes present. The world would continue. Apocalypse unlike his name would suggest would not be the end. Xavier had slipped away with Cable during the end of the fight.
Spider-Man's Tower
"Harry, I have been living on Midgard for a month by your calendar now," Sif said as she paused between bites of her dinner. "You have shown me much of your world. But there is something else I wish to learn of."
Harry had devoted one of his duplicates to seeing to Sif's needs. Most often they dined with just the two of them on his penthouse floor of the skyscraper where his business was run out of. Sometimes they had dined with some of Harry's lovers.
"What is that?" Harry asked while curious of what Sif was interested in. The Asgardian beauty had soaked up everything Harry had shown her. They had been getting to know one
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another over the course of their explorations of Earth and their meals together. Sif had learned of some of the trials Sif had faced growing up to become perhaps the greatest warrior woman in Asgard. He had likewise revealed some of the challenges he had faced in his home universe. Both of them were quite ancient so hadn't even covered a tiny fraction of their lives. But they had covered the overview.
"Earth's courtship and mating rituals," Sif said which caused Harry to pause in bringing another bite to his mouth and set his fork down thoughtfully.
"Is there someone in particular you wish me to teach you this information for?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Sif replied with perfect calm. Sif had learned that bluntness would get her what she desired far faster than any other tactic. "You," Sif said while looking Harry intently in the eye.
Harry and Sif each sat on the end of a long table. "I take it this is what you were talking so intently with Jean about the other day?" Harry asked.
"I was asking her the nature of your relationship with your lovers. Jean explained how it works in detail but didn't state how the relationships were established," Sif explained.
"And you're ok with that relationship arrangement?" Harry clarified.
"Yes...I wouldn't be asking you if I wasn't," Sif said. Sif had thought a lot about it. She had never pictured herself in such a relationship but then again she had never imagined a man like Harry. "Will you show me?"
Harry laid his hand on the table and channeled magic into it. The long table slowly shrunk and Harry's chair moved with it. Within moments Harry was sitting directly beside Sif close enough for their legs to be touching. Harry reached out and took Sif's hand. She seemed fine with this.
"Courtship on Earth involves getting to know one another and becoming good companions. It also involves a growing level of physical affection that starts off as small as hand-holding, hugging, or short kisses," Harry explained. "It progresses naturally from there over a period of time that both partners are comfortable with."
Sif puzzled that response out for a moment before saying, "So the only part we are missing has been the physical affection."
Harry nodded. Sif slowly leaned in to test the waters while looking into Harry's eyes. When he didn't draw back she closed her eyes and kissed him lightly on the lips. Harry returned the kiss and then drew back with a gentle warm smile for Sif. They continued to hold hands while they resumed eating. Their conversation picked up with Sif asking more about the couples she had observed during her time on Earth. It was a small shift in their dynamics that would spell major changes in the future.
Sif entered the gym Harry had told her was in the building and found it was already occupied by an athletic looking brown haired woman. Sif would guess this young woman was in her late teenage years.
"Hi," Jessica greeted as she set down the dumbbell carrying the weight of a small car. "My name is Jessica Drew. Harry told me you might be stopping by and wanted me to help you get acclimated to the setup here."
"I am Sif," Sif said as she walked further into the large gym and looked around at all of the foreign exercise
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equipment. "It is a pleasure to meet you."
Jessica smiled as Sif paused looking around long enough to shake her hand. Sif was as attractive as Harry had said.
"So what type of training do you usually do?" Jessica asked curiously.
"Usually weapons practice, running, and sparring with the other Asgardian warriors," Sif explained. "We also do exercises which Harry explained to me on Earth are called push-ups, chin-ups, sit-ups, and variations on these."
Jessica was thoughtful for a while as she looked around at the equipment.
"We can do that here too. I may not be quite as strong as an Asgardian but I make up for it in agility," Jessica said. "Would you like to try out some of this equipment first?"
"I would be interested if you can show me how," Sif replied. Jessica led Sif over to a machine that pressed downwards with varying weight.
"This one is called a vertical press. It is fairly simple but you basically just withstand the downwards force for a minute at a time. Harry said he programmed in strength levels for an Asgardian female. Just stand here and press up like this," Jessica said as she demonstrated.
Sif nodded and did so. Sif was wearing a tight workout uniform that Harry had provided. Jessica definitely liked what she saw while activating Asgardian Female Level 1 in the press' control console. Sif only showed moderate strain with the level one setting.
"That was vigorous but I can take more," Sif announced when the minute was up and the press had retracted.
"I'll bet you can," Jessica thought amusedly. Since she had started exploring her sexuality with Harry, MJ, and his other lovers she had found herself libidinous quite often. Harry had known this and when he had talked about Sif's desire to start exercising at dinner the night before Jessica had jumped at the chance to get in early with the dark haired Asgardian. Aloud Jessica said, "Alright...I'm taking it to Level 2. Here it comes."
Sif nodded and grunted when the press dropped again. Sif was sweating by the time she progressed to Level 3 and there were twenty levels programmed in for her.
"So how do you know Harry?" Sif inquired as she was shown another piece of equipment.
"Harry is my boyfriend. I am actually a clone of Peter Parker," Jessica said which caused Sif to look at her in startled surprise. "Obviously the scientists who created me decided to mess around a bit."
Sif had been dating Harry long enough to know about his Peter Parker identity.
"I hadn't realized mortal science had progressed so much already," Sif said.
Asgardians weren't truly immortal but they were considered practically so by most of the universe. The two women chatted and got to know one another as they exercised for the next several hours. It was a good start.
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Jessica's Quarters Beneath the Parker Residence
"I don't understand," Sif said as she sat back in her chair after watching a very short yet very interesting video on an internet site Jessica had called Facebook. "Humans like that exist?"
"Yes," Jessica said. "Unfortunately," She added.
The video had shown a man with his head tilted back so that he was facing the ceiling. In his mouth was a hot dog he was holding vertical. Another man held a broadsword horizontally and made a horizontal swipe trying to cut the hot dog in half. It was obvious both men were drunk from the swaying in their body movement. The act had resulted in the nose of the man with the hot dog being partially sliced off.
"How is such idiocy allowed to survive?" Sif questioned turning to Jessica with a very earnest expression of confusion.
"There was a famous scientist named Charles Darwin. He believed that such individuals would eliminate themselves from the gene pool at a young age by some stupid act. But society is there to catch and protect as many people as it can. So people like that...survive," Jessica explained.
"This Darwin sounded like an observant mortal," Sif said. "Show me more of this internet."
Jessica nodded and continued to show Sif what could be found on the internet. When Sif discovered pornography she was simultaneously intrigued and repelled.
"Yeah...most of this stuff is really fake but a lot of guys watch it," Jessica explained. "I used to watch it...or rather I remember watching it when I was a guy."
"That would be very strange to experience both male and female perspectives," Sif said. "Do not videos like these bring about unrealistic expectations?"
"Yes...but guys are fascinated by the visual...what they can see. So these videos really appeal to them," Jessica explained. "Plus these videos combined with masturbation serve as an outlet. Our media has figured out that sex sells. They dress up super attractive women in makeup and expensive clothes and literally define beauty and attractiveness. So people try to attain these things. It's a business."
"Cultural manipulation on a massive level," Sif mused. "It is no wonder Midgard is in such turmoil. What can be done to correct it?"
"Harry has been thinking about it. He is considering having his A.I.'s go in and destroy all pornography available digitally. There is still pornography available in other formats such as DVD. But he would still eliminate most of it. Part of the issue is that in small doses pornography is manageable by some people. Some couples even watch it together. So the issue of its harmfulness is clouded. Harry is still trying to decide if he wants to take the web-nuke approach as he calls it," Jessica answered.
Sif pondered this information for a while.
"Human society has grown complex. Back when I visited Earth last humans did not have as many options for their attention," Sif said.
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"I would enjoy hearing about your past visits," Jessica said.
Sif regaled her friend with tales of her past visits to Earth. They both learned quite a bit that day as they usually did when they spent time together.
Warning Smut Scene Lead-In
Liz was so hot for Harry at that moment she needed him inside of her. She had never wanted any male as much as she wanted him.
Harry could sense this and tore her pants free followed by her panties without apparent effort. As his hand cupped her molten sex she reached for his zipper and managed to work it down and his button open quickly. Harry shucked his pants and boxers at the same time telekinetically and Liz's tiny hand wrapped around his hard prick.
"Oh...I don't know if I can fit that in me," Liz whispered as she experienced his girth for the first time. "This is much bigger than any of my toys."
"It'll fit," Harry assured. "Trust me."
Liz nodded and guided his tool to her gash. Liz held it steady as he pushed his hips down and forward. His hardness slid into her softness. Her virginal sleeve squeezed his length as he buried a quarter, half, and then all of his manhood in her body. Liz gasped in surprise as her insides were forced open. He paused buried in her core. Their sexes throbbed against each other. Harry cupped Liz's chin using his left hand and kissed her. She suckled on his tongue as the kiss deepened. He then slowly began to slide his tool out of her insides until only his tip was still within her. Harry reversed directions and returned his prick to Liz's slick snatch. His tip pressed against her cervix when his pelvis met the soft flesh of her vaginal lips. He repeated his stroking motion slowly but with regularity. Liz's legs wrapped around his lower half with her ankles locking behind his butt. Her fingers dug into his sides as he pumped her womanhood. The feel of her sex around his dick was heat incarnate. They broke the kiss to breath and stared at each other. They drank in the sight of one another.
Liz felt like her body was on fire. Glorious heat flowed through her in waves that seemed to originate in her pussy. Her lover's rock hard shaft glided through her vagina with a steady rhythmic grace. His eyes stared down at her with a primal hunger. She felt his desire. She felt his power flowing into her from every point of contact she had with his body but primarily via his cock. She felt his organ throb and burn within her as it pushed against and massaged all the good bits of her vaginal walls on its journey through her core. She felt his hands slide down to cup her bum while a little bit more of his weight settled onto her. He squeezed her rump possessively and started thrusting into her a little more forcefully. She wouldn't have even noticed the force increase if not for her seeming-hypersensitivity. His musky scent filled her as his mouth found her right ear and began to nibble and lick. Liz cried out as a particularly good jab of his shaft sent a surge of goodness through her cunny.
Harry groaned as he skewered Liz again and again with his shaft. The blonde was moaning and gasping beneath him as he shafted her cunny. Her sweet virgin pussy felt fantastic wrapped around his manhood. He was sending arcane energy into her body and intermingling their essences. She had started to pull her lower half up into his thrusts using her legs until the wet slapping of her pelvis against his groin could be heard throughout the room. Then he felt Liz's vaginal spasms around his length as she climaxed. He continued to carve out her insides throughout her first orgasm as she thrashed against him and clung to his form. He waited until she had stopped cumming before he withdrew and repositioned. On his way to spooning her from behind he swiped her gash several times with his tongue to taste her sweet nectar. Then when he was behind her on his right side he fed his prick back between her nether lips and felt her molten cunny grip his
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organ welcomingly.
"Fuck that felt amazing," Liz whispered as she looked over her shoulder at him. "I didn't realize it could be that good."
Harry nuzzled Liz's ear and she felt his hands on her hips. She reached down and rubbed her clit slowly as he began to skewer her snatch. He kissed down to her neck and she felt his mouth playing with her flesh. Liz felt his shaft sliding in and out of her body with an unrelenting pace. She lost track of how many times he stroked in and out of her. It seemed like endless pleasure as her mind wandered in alternating focus focus on the various sensations she was feeling. Sometimes his hands would come up and play with her breasts, his fingers rolling and massaging her nipples. Other times he would play with her bottom or hold her hips as he impaled her on his tool. Liz felt the tension building in her belly again heading towards orgasm but at a glacially slow pace. This one would be so much better than the last and the last was nothing to sneeze at. It felt to Liz as if her lover's organ was hitting all the best spots as it moved within her. Then his right hand moved hers aside and his fingers took over playing with her clit. Liz gasped as a delicious energy surged into her sensitive bud. Her muscles locked up in tension as her heart-beat rapidly sped up. Her mouth opened in a silent scream.
"OH FUCK!" Liz sent strongly from her mind.
Harry's hips rapidly rocked back and forth. His pelvis smacked again and again against her rump as he neared his release. The energy he was channeling into her clit connected with the power going into her g-spot via his dick. Her kegel muscles were rapidly pulsing with a diminishing frequency but increasing strength. Liz's scream became audible then as Harry held himself fully inside of her and began injecting her quim with his molten seed.
Harry bellowed as he ejected his load into Liz. She met him climax for climax and their essences entwined. Harry felt Liz's tight teen cunt squeezing and pulling at his organ, drawing his seed into her body even as her nectar flowed freely. Ecstasy washed through Liz's snatch and surged throughout her body. Liz's body chose that moment to catch fire as her mutant power activated. Harry cast flame freezing charms immediately and was unharmed by her fire. Liz's climax intensified as she realized she was a mutant.
End Smut Scene
Liz woke up entwined with a warm body. She opened her eyes and gazed up at the face of her wonderful boyfriend. He looked so peaceful sleeping there. She stared up at him and just took the time to drink in his gorgeousness. She felt a burning ache between her thighs from their passionate union the night before. Liz's mind then went to the mutant power he had awakened within her during their union. Liz now saw why Harry had gone out of his way to get her over her fears about mutation. It was more than just because of all the mutants around Harry. It was because deep down Liz realized he had known she was a latent mutant. And she thought maybe he had known.
In the time Harry had been her boyfriend Liz's feelings for him had grown into a deep love that filled her with warmth and a feeling of belonging. She belonged to him. Liz leaned forward and kissed Harry lightly on the lips. He opened his eyes and smiled into the kiss. Liz drew back after several moments and propped her head up on her hand with her arm on his chest. "How long have you known?" Liz asked.
Harry's hands slid down to her hips. His touch caused Liz to shift slightly with her sex against his thigh. "That you were a mutant?" Harry clarified. Liz nodded. "Since soon after I met you," Harry admitted.
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"Thank you for helping me to accept it," Liz said. "And thank you for last night."
Harry chuckled and said with an amused smile, "You never have to thank a guy for making love to you Liz. You are gorgeous inside and out."
"Hmm...if anyone would know it would be you," Liz said teasingly. Her amusement dimmed just slightly and she added, "I'm mostly thanking you because I know if it had been with any other man my first time wouldn't have been that enjoyable."
"If it had been any other man it wouldn't have been as enjoyable no matter how many times you did that," Harry said with his voice deepening and his hands shifting to cup her butt.
Liz's breathe hitched as she felt Harry's manhood harden against her. She took him in hand and lightly stroked him.
"Cocky aren't we," Liz whispered. She wanted him again already. "That's ok...I like cock...y," She whispered as her face drew closer to his and she licked her lips.
With a growl Harry rolled Liz onto her back and returned to her embrace. Her surprised squeal turned to a deep and satisfied moan as they became one again. No more words were needed for many hours as the couple chose to express their passionate love for one another physically rather than verbally. Liz proved to Harry just how thoroughly she loved his cock...y attitude.