Justice League Porn Story: The Enemy of My Enemy Chapter 5
The Enemy of My Enemy
By: Rachyzord
[ Rated G ]
C H A P T E R . F I V E
She scowled and turned away in the booth “I’m….having lunch.”
Luthor smirked wider. “Would that be the man in question?”
Diana grimaced slightly and continued in a harsh tone “Do your own research, it’s what you’re good at. It’s my day off and I intend to spend it off.”
Luthor speared another forkful of food. “Please don’t let me keep you if you have plans.”
She hung up before Batman could answer and shook her head “No. It’s not important.”
“Very well.” He motioned for the waitress to come over. “You should order something. I feel the fool eating by myself.”
She ordered a piece of pie. Why not drown sorrows in sugar and butter? “I’m sorry about that.” she said. “As I was saying, it’s hard to spend time down here when you’re on call. Like that.
“It’s no easier being a businessman. I swear, the building would fall down if I didn’t answer my phone.”
“I imagine not. You must be very good at it. Metropolis is quite the wonder now, thanks largely to your efforts.”
He nodded slowly. “Metropolis is my home. I want it to be the best possible place to live.”
She nodded, recalling various details from the files. “You were born and raised here.”
“For the most part. I spent quite a bit of time in my younger years in Kansas.”
“In Smallville.” she mused, then saw his look of mixed amusement and perhaps irritation “Sorry. Files.”
He nodded. “Yes. Smallville. I do often wonder what happened to the people there, although I know for a fact one of my acquaintances lives here in Metropolis.”
“Indeed.” she gave him a knowing look.
“But through all that, Metropolis is my home. I was born here and I will die here. But before I do, I want it to rise to prominence as I did.”
She nodded again and worked at her pie slowly.
“Now that I’ve told you something, it’s your turn. I know that you won’t divulge your failed Romeo, but quid pro quo.”
“Upping the stakes? Seems fair. What do you want to know?”
“Surprise me.”
She thought for a moment. “When I was sitting by myself, I was thinking of home. In the summer months, the waters become very warm and the fish return. I use to swim…” she trailed off.
“An island nation?” He asked curiously. When she nodded he stated “I thought so. There is no country with a coast that is known to people that has anyone even remotely like you amongst their population. That only leaves uncharted islands.”
“There is no one like me, even amongst my people.” she assured him.
“Now that doesn’t surprise me.”
“No? Why’s that?”
“Even amongst known metas, you’re quite unique.”
She rarely considered herself in the context of competition with other metas. “I suppose so.”
“You’re the only one who can rival our dear Superman in abilities. I would say that puts you in a class by yourself.”
“Yet again.” she smiled wryly.
He nodded slightly. “So you are truly one of a kind I would surmise.”
“It seems to be a requirement for joining the League.”
“Indeed.” He finished the rest of his meal. “And yet, you’re sitting here instead of being with people similar to you.”
“We’re not as similar as you might think.” In a way, but somehow she still felt like an outsider, even among the other orphans. Clark was the last of his people, but he still had his family in Smallville. Bruce was an orphan but he still had Alfred and the rest of the Batclan. Shayera and John had each other and John had friends. Flash had friends. Even J’onn spent more time off the station than she did.
“In your differences, you do find similarities though.”
She inclined her head “Enough to work as a team. Perhaps even to consider them friends of a sort. That’s where it ends.”
He smirked. “Apparently, what with your relationship woes and that rather terse communication earlier.”
“That was…” she grimaced and flushed “He had it coming.”
“I’m not going to easily find out who he is am I?”
“No. Quid pro quo. We ran into some of your friends yesterday. I don’t suppose you had anything to do with it?”
His eyes narrowed. “I read the news. I have no idea what they were up to.”
“Ok. I don’t have my lasso with me so I’ll have to take your word.”
He pushed his plate away from him. “It’s nice that you have to bring that into this.”
“I am who I am. Your question.”
“I have no more. There’s nothing left to say since you’re treating me as a suspect.”
She sighed “I’m sorry. I promise not to ask anymore ‘official’ questions.” Did I really just apologize to Luthor? I must be lonely…
He eyed her. “I don’t understand why I’m always the aggressor no matter what happens. Yes, I have my hand in many things in the underworld, but not everything.”
“I believe you.”
“Now that is a surprise. Alright, I have a question. Why do you believe me?”
She stared at him and said coolly “They were too disorganized for you to be involved.”
“They’re always disorganized, especially when you throw that monster in the mix.”
“That’s true to a point but you provide some cohesion. This was a mess. Grundy was the only one who proved to be any kind of issue.” She shrugged. “My turn then. You were researching Themsycira?”
Yes, I was researching it.”
“Why?”
“Professional curiosity.”
“You aren’t going to get a better chance.” she refilled her tea.
“True. You’re the unique one on your island, but who are the rest of the inhabitants?”
“My sisters. Other Amazons.”
“Amazons” he mused. “You say sisters… what about males?”
“None. That’s forbidden.”
“Interesting” he said. “No males at all?”
“Not human ones. The male Gods make appearances sometimes.”
His eyes narrowed. “Gods?”
“Ares, Hades, Apollo, Zeus…”
He nodded slowly. “So you’re Greek. But if there are no men, how are there still Amazons?”
It surprised her a little how little he knew about her. The knowledge wasn’t necessarily public but it wasn’t that hard to get either. “Yes. We’re immortal, so we have no need for procreation.”
“Fascinating.” His eyes narrowed further. “Why are you telling me this?”
“Isn’t that what we’re doing?” she took a large sip of her tea. “Why not? This isn’t hidden knowledge and I have no reason to hide who I am.”
He nodded slowly. “You’ll forgive me. But as much as you are wary of me, I must say the feeling is mutual.”
“If I’d wanted to injure or kill you, I could have done it very easily any moment I wished.”
“I realize that. But that’s not what I mean. It’s not every day that one of the Justice League simply joins me for lunch.”
“I suppose so. But you’ve been polite to me and I’ve enjoyed our conversation. It would be rude of me to lie.”
“It may surprise you, but I’ve enjoyed this as well.”
“Then shall we continue or have I baffled you enough for one afternoon?” she smiled.
“No please, continue.”