Justice League Porn Story: The Enemy of My Enemy Chapter 1

The Enemy of My Enemy

By: Rachyzord

[ Rated G ]

C H A P T E R . O N E

Diana flew into a droid, knocking it back with her shoulder. It hit a building and collapsed into a sparking heap. Another had snuck up behind Hawkgirl, who was trying to wrestle her mace away from the droid who had it. Diana whipped forward, grabbing the droid under it’s metal arms and flew up, twirling and tossing it away. One tried to jump onto her back from a nearby building but she saw it first, catching it and snapping it’s neck. Hawkgirl had finished knocking her droid away. Lantern punched another. She couldn’t see Superman or Martian Manhunter. Flash was mostly goofing off between a group, though he’d managed to get two to run into each other.

Enough! Batman’s voice came.

The simulation ended and the League unintentionally paired off. John and Shayera moved over to each other, grinning and comparing battles. J’onn and Superman began talking about something, probably mission related. Diana stood off to one side on her own as Batman came down from the viewing area.

A little overkill, don’t you think? he growled at her.

The goal was to finish the droids with as few casualties as possible. I accomplished that. Diana said defensively, crossing her arms over her chest.

You need to work on fighting without relying so heavily on your powers. You didn’t land one time during the entire exercise. his lenses narrowed and he breezed away from her to talk to Superman.

She didn’t stay to hear anything else. The Watchtower was silent as she moved through the halls until she reached her quarters and sat down on the edge of her bed. She never knew what they wanted of her. Or what he wanted of her. She had completed the exercise, no one had gotten injured, the enemy was destroyed. But he had told her that she was too violent and that it wasn’t good enough the way she had done it. He hadn’t critiqued anyone else. Of course she’d left before she could be sure of that but normally Superman was the last stop, not the first. Shayera had been struggling with one droid while I finished many she thought to herself in confusion.

It’s always been like that between us though she sighed and lay back. She had arrived here in Man’s World four years ago and it had only taken her that first mission with the Imperium, to become infatuated with him. She had been smitten with Superman as well. What woman wouldn’t be. But it had worked out more that the two high-powered metas were friends, even before she had learned his identity and of the fiesty reporter who had his heart. Diana was happy to have a friend who she could talk to and she and Clark often went for lunch or found time to talk to each other over the years. He always knew the right thing to say. He had been the gentle prodding that she’d needed to return home. Of course it had led to the battle with Felix Faust and her banishment but she was still glad she had gone.

But Bruce. Amazons were taught to go after what they want, no surrender, no compromise, no retreat. She was admittedly new to human flirtation and other male-female interactions but she’d steadfastly pursued him for the entire four years and all she had to show for it was her lingering crush. Who apparently didn’t find her worth his time.

Diana sighed and pulled herself from her bed. Now she could definitely use a friend. She moved into the Monitoring Womb, expecting to find Clark there but instead it was J’onn. Where’s Superman? she asked.

He returned home to Metropolis. The Martian told her.

Oh. she said in disappointment. In that case, I’m leaving the station. I should return in an hour or two.

J’onn nodded and she made her way to the hangar and boarded her jet, heading down to Metropolis. She landed on the roof of his apartment building and made her way to his door and knocked.

One minute! Lois’s voice came.

I got it! Clark yelled and opened the door a minute later. Diana?

He was dressed in a tux, with a tie hanging untied around his shoulders. When she glanced around him, she could see Lois dressed equally elegantly, fixing her earrings in a hallway mirror.

What are you doing here?

She faltered. They were clearly off to an enjoyable evening out. That she was now interrupting. Nothing. It can wait. she stepped back. He stared at her curiously and opened his mouth to reply but Diana turned and hurriedly left the hallway and out of the building.

She started walking, with no particular place in mind. It was cool out already but plenty of people were out enjoying the afternoon. Everywhere she looked couples were kissing, smiling, window shopping, holding hands. A rain drop hit her head and she wasn’t the only one that noticed. A second later, the skies opened up and sent people scurrying into buildings and shops. She looked around and spied a small diner and went inside.

Only a few people lingered inside and she moved up, ordering a coffee and piece of cake. Pastries, one of her favorite wonders of Man’s World. Sugar wasn’t a huge commodity on Themyscira.

She turned to find a seat and spied a familiar bald head. Her eyes narrowed. He was sitting, reading a paper and eating. It didn’t look illegal but she couldn’t be sure so she walked over and slipped into his booth. Someone had to keep an eye on him.

He looked up from his newspaper, the sunlight catching his bald head. “Well well well. Look who it is. If I knew you were coming, I’d have brought someone else with me.”

“What are you doing here?”

“It’s called lunch. Do they have lunch where you come from?”

Diana refused to let him rile her. “You don’t strike me as a lunch type.”

“Just because I’m not sitting in the mud smashing a rock against a log like you would have?”

She ignored it and sipped her coffee.

“I’ll have you know, I come here every Thursday for the meatloaf. It’s quite tasty. I’d invite you to try it, but you probably would” he said, pulling his plate closer to his chest.

“Stealing isn’t the Amazon way. I have my own food. Shouldn’t you be off plotting some evil deed that we’ll just as soon foil you at?”

He smiled evenly at her. “I’m on my lunch break. I plot after I’ve eaten.”

He went back to reading his newspaper and she just stared at him. “You know, it’s never too late to go back.”

He just stared at her. “Back to what?”

“You just received a full pardon. Why waste it? You use to be good, once upon a time.”

He smirked and cut a chunk of meatloaf with his fork, spearing it. “Because good didn’t pay as much.”

Diana speared her cake. “I don’t believe that.”

“Trust me. Good makes you feel better, but sometimes evil puts food on the table.”

“But look at all you’ve lost. I’ve read your file. You helped built Metropolis. You use to have legitimate business dealings. You created LexCorp from the ground up. What do you have now? That’s all gone. You don’t even have your good name anymore.”

He chewed and shrugged. “What good is a name? People still know who I am.”

Diana eyed him for a moment and decided to just show her cards. “You’re never going to beat him. You couldn’t do it on your own. You couldn’t do it with a Kryptonite ring or shards. You’ve tried numerous team configurations. They’ve all failed and you’re wasting your life. Unlike Superman, you’re only getting older and less likely to succeed and you’re wasting your life away on it. What good would LexCorp be if you finally beat him and decide to focus on it and die the next day?”

“Because if I beat him and die the next day, he’ll live with it for the rest of eternity.” He speared another piece of meatloaf. “Besides. I’m not overly concerned about Superman. He’s merely a thorn in my side. In case you hadn’t noticed, you haven’t exactly ridded the world of me.”

“You know that’s not our way.”

“That’s good for you, because you’d be miserable failures if it was.”

She ignored the comment as well, knowing it was another ploy to rile her up. Luthor knew as well as she how close he’d come. She finished her food. “Think about it. I’ll be keeping my eyes on you.”

“I never realized how you felt about me my dear. I do thank you for brightening up my lunch.” With that, he lifted the paper back up.

Diana stood and left the cafe feeling oddly. She made her way back to the Watchtower, unsure how to feel about the encounter. It was her turn to monitor and she made her way to the womb where Batman was hunched over the monitor.

Shift change. she told him.

He glanced over at her and then back to the monitor. You’re a few minutes early.

“Should I leave and come back?” she said in an irritated tone.

He scowled at her and stood up. “You’re rather cranky for not having worked yet today.”

“That time of month.” she used a phrase she’d heard and gestured for him to get out of the chair.

His lens widened. “I didn’t know Amazons had that.” He moved out of the chair and headed for the door.

That should keep him busy for a few hours she thought to herself and sat down with a sigh. Why did he always have to nitpick at her?