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*******Alberta, Canada. FOB*****

The invaders Rift continued to pulsate with energy as more resources came and went. A concrete slab was built around the Rift. With walls carefully erected around the Rift. Dozens of soldiers filed out of the Rift carrying arms, ammunition, and transported back resources. All of the near by trees had been carefully, and quietly removed once the stealth field had been established. The trees would be recycled for every piece they were worth back home. The invaders came to this reality to strip it of all its resources. Including its people.

About fifty or so civilians from a near by town were walked into the portal. Electronic collars around their necks kept them docile and obedient. The task master in charge of them kept an eagle eye perception on every single one of them. One by one they entered the Rift back to the home reality. Once the last captured civilian was taken in the Rift pulsated and expanded by another one full inch radius. They had been doing that slowly ever since the stealth field had been placed.

The seven foot tall commander of the FOB walked up to the Rift along with several elite unites of meta-human soldiers. The Rift pulsated and they all at once took a knee and bowed their head in respect and fear. Two figures floated from the Rift. A man, and a woman with pure black polymer woven suits, with crimson red highlights, and face masks. In the center of their chests were a Kryptonian symbol for the house of El.

No words were exchanged between the Rift commander, and the new arrivals. The two floated to a specific south-east, and south-west bearing. They never once touched the ground as if doing so would dirty their feet. The commander excused the assembled soldiers and everyone returned to their duties the arrival ceremony a complete waste of time, but done out of fear. The Rift expanded by another inch, the commander looked back in surprise.

Then a super soldier nearly the same size as the commander came through the Rift, carrying a piece of the transcontinental bomb. Soon followed by another, and another. Several combat engineers came through behind them. They proceeded to collect and build the bomb there on site. Not long now, a few weeks and they would begin. The man from the house of El raised his right hand into the air and made a fist. The entire base froze and looked at him.

A CRACK rang out across the sky. A blue, and red blur flew by and paused momentarily. Both the warriors from the house of El looked up at the individual flying by. Poised to strike if they made any move. The individual flying the air soon continued to fly off at a gradual pace. The Rift's stealth field had held. The man lowered his hand to his side, but looked at the Rift commander.

“Inform command, Kryptonians have been found on the planet.” The man from the house of El said to the Rift commander.

“At once!” The Rift commander replied, and went to the communications hub at the FOB. Things just got more complicated.

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Sliiiiiinnnnggg! He had pulled the broken blade across the Uruk's throat and smiled with satisfaction as the creature gurgled and drowned in its own black blood. He dropped the body in a heap and carefully cleaned his broken blade of Gondor and put it back in his belt. He looked around at the death and carnage he had wrought and couldn't keep a smile off his face. They got exactly what they deserved!

“Talion, though a smile is always welcome this dreary place we must focus on the task at hand!” The elven wraith said to him. He sighed, but nodded in agreement.

He dug through the ramshackle hut made from leather, and poorly refined wood. There he found the map, it was crafted from human skin! Disgusting orcs! Talion carefully put the map away and moved to leave the camp. The smell of dead orcs would attract the carrion of black mountain. He slipped into the shadows and faded from sight. The wraith covering his retreat. Soon Talion came upon a Uruk scout of alone and on their own.

Talion used his practiced ranger skills and sneaked up behind the creature. Then right as the scout turned around at the sound of a twig snapping Talion pressed his hand straight into the Orcs face, and the elven wraith screamed into the uruks disgusting soul.

“You will submit!” Talion, and the wraith screamed at the same time!

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Congratulations User! You've obtained a power from one of your reincarnated memories.

Domination: Dominate the mind of a (G) rank individual. The dominated will consider you their best friend, their family, their master, and must be obeyed above all things. Warning; those with strong metal resistance can resist, and even break the control.

Currently Dominated: 0/3.

Lash rubbed his eyes as he listened to Dawn do the fan fare for learning another power. He remembered that life, he had spent decades fighting that war. He was betrayed by the elven wraith in the end all because of that damn ring. He took another deep breath and looked around the room, thanks to his hybrid eyes he could see just as well in the dark as he could in light. He saw the clock on the night stand say 4:30 am, like always he woke up at that time.

Lash looked down and saw Koriand'r had slipped between his left arm, and his chest. Using the front of his chest as a pillow. Kory curled up on top of him, and mumbled in her sleep. Her bright red hair slightly aglow. Bedroom curls draped over her face. She was of course completely naked, as was he in the bed. A fact that his lower half was very aware of, as a tent pole stuck straight up and waited inspection by beautiful woman. Despite being wide awake Lash didn't want to move. So he used Connectivity and linked up to the net to do some work while he enjoyed the feeling of having a naked Kory wrapped around him. His hands did slip under the covers and began to smooth, and massage up and down her back seemingly under their own volition. Kory moaned in her sleep as her whole body shivered.

Lash answered some emails from the Wardens, his pack, and from his mundane life. He had a long list of commissions that people wanted him to do. Several clients wanted to meet him in person and have statues made. One particular email from Peyton about the Warden ceremony. She said she would understand if he can't make it to her ceremony, with the reality invasion and everything. He replied back and said he still planned to attend, if only to see her for a brief moment and congratulate her.

“Here you are with a beautiful woman in your arms, and you decide to work?” Kory's sleepy voice mumbled from him. He felt the delightful sensation of his cock fitting between her thighs, pressing right against her vagina. They both shivered in obvious delight.

Kory wiggled so she lay on top of Lash, pressing her breasts into his chest. They were nearly the same height so leaning across his chest to kiss him wasn't hard. She tasted sweet on his tongue, and the way she nibbled on his lips he knew that she enjoyed the way he tasted. Back and forth they kissed, teased, and pushed against one another. Lash could smell Kory's arousal, but then his owl body froze as he shifted his head to the side to listen. Some one else was awake in their part of the hotel, either Kara or Megan. Kory laughed lightly against his lips.

“The trouble with superior senses. On Tamara people would understand, but I'm beginning to understand things now. Kara has a crush on you, but she wants you to her self. Kryptonians don't practice multiple partners.” Kory said as she leaned up and kissed his jaw. Lash had a small smile on his face.

“I'm sorry...” Lash whispered back, and Kory shook her head.

“Don't be, Kara is my friend as much as she is yours. We could have sex, and to us it would be nothing more than a good time. But Kara would feel differently about the both of us. So for now... Lets pause here. Agreed?” Kory said, it was in this brief moment that Lash saw the future Koriand'r he read about in the comics. Sexy as hell, a flirt, but also understanding and sympathetic to others.

Lash leaned in and kissed her deeply, his tongue dancing against hers. He slid his hand between her legs and put a single finger inside of her. Kory's entire body went rigid, and she moaned into his kiss. He curled his finger into a 'come hither' motion over and over and Kory humped him softly. They did this for about thirty seconds before he stopped kissing her and withdrew his hand. Kory whimpered and continued to hump into him for a short while before she stopped.

“Yes, for now. But I look forward to a time when you and I are alone together.” Lash said with a sinister smile that made Kory shiver for all the right reasons.

Lash cast Immaculate on them both to freshen up and remove the smell of arousal and partial sex. Lash reached out across the hotel rooms with Telepathy and felt Kara was awake and in her room...Listening? Lash rolled his eyes and stepped from the bed to find his clothes, and armor neatly placed to the side. He held out his hand and used his new power/spell ability Calling. The clothes, and armor materialized on top of him. Since he made every piece of it, he could call it.

Lash turned to see Kory curled up in bed, she had pulled the sheets over her self and went back to bed. A small smile on her face. He left the room and quietly closed the door behind him. He went to Kara's room and peeked inside. She was curled up and 'asleep' in her bed, though a smile was on her face. Lash understood that he and Kory had made the right choice to wait. This wasn't some harem stories where the male lead could have sex with dozens of women and they would all automatically be perfectly fine with it.

Lash had lived several lives where he had multiple spouses, lovers, etc. They were NEVER that cut and dry. Everyone had a clique, they all had plans, ideas, missions. Who was the first partner? Who was currently favored, and why? Petty, passive aggressive actions simply because he had woken up with one, and gone to bed with another. Harems were dangerous, and incredibly hard to keep track of.

Lash set monologue to the side and went to the Enchanters kit. He needed to finish the last fertility charm and deliver them to the Seelie, UnSeelie, and the Twilight Fae Courts. The sun was still down, but the sky had that lighter blue gray color to it. He pulled the kit out to the balcony so he could get some fresh air. Thankfully the supernatural hotel had air filters because he was sure Detroit was a lot like Gotham. Fresh was not in that cities vocabulary.

At long last thanks to the Blessing of Sobek, Lash finished the third and final charm. The orichalcum necklace breathed new life as the spell script was finished. Lash used his magic to create three separate brief cases. Each one marked for its intended. He sent a priority message to Li'ana, Jessabell, and Soluna. He didn't want to accidentally give the charms the wrong people that claimed who and what they were.

Next, Lash used the kit to keep his promise to Nast'rok the dwarf who worked at the Gotham Technomancy workshop. He started to craft white jade cherry blossom trees, with rose quarts for the blossoms, and rubies for the buds. Along with a bit of Mithril in the core of the trees. One by one he made them till he had four of them. They were far easier to make than the charms.

White jade, rose quarts, rubies, mithril Nature Domain Trees of life. X 3

Rating: B-

Effect: Very Durable.

Effect: 1% Durability repair every 12 hours.

Effect: Absorb negative ambient magical energy, recycle and use as energy.

Effect: 30% increase to positive spell energy. (AOE) Thirty feet.

Effect: Dynamic Healing, capable of providing healing with in its area of effect. (30 ft.)

Effect: Sooth, Nature's Supplement, Essence Imbuement, Nature's Kiss.

Effect: This tree can function for the spell casting of Tree Stride.

Comment: At last you've kept your promise to Nast'rok. Better late, then never!

“Wow! Those are beautiful!” Megan said from behind Lash. He turned to smile at her and nod his thanks for the compliment.

Megan looked clean, and fresh. She wore a pair of blue waist running athletic shorts. Those little numbers that show a lot of leg, and a short red t-shirt that showed off her abdomen. She had green skin, and red hair cut just above her shoulders. Lash looked her up and down with out hiding his action, and Megan blushed lightly at his attention. She spun on the tip of her toes like a dancer and showed off a bit. Then her face looked confused and Lash looked back at the trees.

“Hello! Hello! Oooo nice tree! Hello Warden!” A group of Griaks came flying over the divider of the balcony and started to flutter around the trees. They all had the glamour of city birds over them, and that is exactly what Megan saw.

“Ooooo! Who is this! Who is this! She doesn't smell human!” A griak said.

“Of course not silly! This is one of those aliens that Warden Lash spends time with!” Another squeaked as it fluttered over to sit on Megan's shoulder. She giggled, and smiled in delight at the bird on her shoulder.

The Griaks were tiny gremlin creatures with bat like fairy wings on their backs. Unlike pixies who get all the press for the tiny folk of the Fae. The Griaks often serve in UnSeelie, or the twilight courts. But in the supernatural world they are message and package delivers. They can use their magic to shrink things down with no effect on the package. Or they can call great numbers together and move larger pieces. They stood about 6 inches to 16 inches tall. Scale skin, to dark fur skin, always in earth tones. With mouths that open to rows and rows of razor sharp teeth. Big eyes! Needle like fingers, and toes. Lash and Saurian both found them adorable! Tiny hunters, Saurian called them.

After a few minutes of playing around the Griaks, under the astonished gaze of Megan cast their magic. Shrunk the tree's down and carried them off. Lash cast his Nature Domain magic on each of them in thanks. Though the Fae courts would of course deduct a fee from his account later. Megan and Lash began to cook breakfast, as Kara, and Kory had started to take a shower. Lash settled for famous breakfast food, but had Megan cook cinnamon rolls with hand crafted cream filling.

Kory came out wearing the bath robe, and a towel wrapped around her fiery hair. She smiled as she sashayed her way over and kissed both Megan, and Lash on the cheek before snagging a cup of dark coffee. Megan laughed and swatted at her playfully, while Kara came in a little later wearing much the same as Kory. She hugged Megan, and made sure to press her self to Lash with a hug and a soft 'thank you' in his ear. He didn't reply, just handed her a coffee cup.

“So, what are we doing today?” Kory asked, as she began to pour rich maple syrup over her pancakes. An insane look of glee on her face, her tongue sticking out the side.

“We are going to a comic convention here in Detroit.” Lash said after a bit of watching Kory. All three women perked up at that.

“Ohhh! That's right! Uncle J'onn said its the one place we could go in the public with green skin and blend in!” Megan said in a delighted voice.

“Not that I'm complaining, but shouldn't we be worrying about the Invasion?” Kara asked, trying to get a handle on Kory's syrup ocean before it over flowed the plate.

Lash laughed and produced several holographic windows that showed the comic convention at a center in Detroit. It was currently swarmed with comic fans, enthusiasts, and just people who came for the fun. Thousands of people swarmed the doors to get in, as it was a Friday. First day of the convention! Then Lash produced another holographic window, this one was a news broad cast for Gotham news.

“Who is the Alien Wraith? We know that he is a reptile creature that supposedly was born and raised here in Gotham City. However, what we don't know is how did he go with out detection for so long. We have several videos of Wraith appearing out of now where and many times appearing in place where a normal person had been standing moments ago.” The news anchor woman spoke over several different videos. One specifically of a tall, bald man who seem to turn into a eight foot tall lizard.

“So, this would lead us to believe that Agent Wraith is capable of taking human form? Now, is Wraith actually an alien that looks like a human that disguises themselves as a giant lizard? Or, is a giant lizard hiding in the form of a human? Well we think we have the answer. We have a source from with in the United Nations that claims to know the identity of Agent Wraith, or at least his human persona. It is artist Erik Lash, award nominee for the 'Siren's Call' piece found in Wayne Art museum. A video was given to the studio by our source.” The news anchor said, then the video played.

The video showed a fuzzy image of Erik talking to several people, then gun fire went off near them. Erik's skin peeled back, and his muscles contorted, and with a puff of smoke Saurian was standing there. They struck and attacked a group of gunmen that had attacked him. Lash knew what this was, it was before he went to Tartarus when he was trying to put down the Kindred drug ring in the Narrows. Saurian easily dispatched the gunmen by ripping their arms off. The gunmen had been Kindred, so they didn't need to worry about that killing them. But the viewers didn't know that!

“Is this proof that Erik Lash could be Agent Wraith? Erik has called a press conference later today to discuss this issue. Gotham tonight will be there with our very own-...” Lash closed the holographic window. Kory, Kara, and Megan stared with wide eyes at where the screen had closed. It wouldn't take a lot to put Lash now, and Lash of then together.

“That is why we are going to the convention. I am going as Agent Wraith, while a friend of mine will take the shape of Erik Lash and talk at the press conference. We will both be seen on camera in different locations, at the same time to remove any doubt that I am Erik Lash.” Lash said to them.

“How did they get the video? You've always been very careful, Lash. I got believe you would get caught!” Kara said, shock clear on her face.

“The video in question was suppose to be edited and erased to remove such a thing. This was before I had a handle on my abilities, before I could connect to machines as if they were extensions of me. But The Wardens had made sure to confiscate those videos. The Warden Council assures me they are looking into the leak. They have already set up with the convention they are expecting me. While a friend, as I said will be playing the part of me in Gotham. I thought you could all come and absorb another aspect of Earth's culture. Comic conventions!” Lash said with a laugh. His cool and relaxed demeanor made them all visibly settle down.

So, that was how it went. Starfire, Supergirl, and Miss Martian went in uniform to a comic convention. Lash explained what the comic con badge did and how to get in. They were told unless under duress not to use powers. Today they were just three women dressing up as their favorite characters from the recent news feeds. While Lash dressed up as Agent Wraith went to the back door to attend the convention in another way.

The convention center is right next to one of the rivers in Detroit. The Center was huge with many different levels, sections, and areas. Including convention center restaurants, cafe's, and places to meet. All of the immediate hotels had been book months in advance. A concert arena was near by along with a grand ball room. The center normally had a car show nearly year round. But this weekend it had been repurposed for a comic con. Why was it being held in Detroit? When it normally was held in San Diego? Because of the tidal wave a lot of things had changed.

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A man stood at the back door to the convention along with a few others. All of them in black, with the words security written on the back of their cloths. Earbuds in their ears, radios, and guns on theirs hips. Despite their menacing appearance dozens of people walked up in costume and asked for directions to things. Gregson had worked at the convention center for ten years and comic, anime, and movie conventions were by far his favorite, and worse experience. He was an above average looking guy that could often get into a few convention ladies beds with the promise of back stage passes. So, he of course smiled at a girl who barely looked eighteen in a fetish super hero wear talking to him about the event.

Despite the eye candy Gregson continued to do his job. He had learned how to look at some one while still looking around them for trouble. What was Gregson, and his team doing at this back door. If anyone could believe it? The Alien known has Wraith was attending the convention! It was a last minute scheduling, but that wasn't an issue the coordinators always kept spaces open with a few rooms for emergencies.

“Dude! Sick looking Wraith costume! Did you make it yourself!” A high school kid yelled, and Gregson along with the woman turned to see him. Gregson nearly fainted then and there.

Wraith stood at nearly eight feet tall, massive shoulders, and a long muscular tail you would see on a crocodile, except for the wicked blade on the end of it. The robes? Ripped up coat? Shroud of living smoke and shadow curled and writhed around him. But unlike all the news feeds his hood wasn't down. Gregson could see the skull crest, along with the visible tribal marks that glowed, along with the four yellow and green reptilian eyes. Wraith smiled at the kid who complimented his look.

“Yes, I did make it myself. Thank you for the compliment.” Wraith said, his animalistic voice made everyone shiver. Their brains telling them that a predator was near by and they needed to run.

“HOLY FUCK! ARE YOU ACTUALLY WRAITH!” The high school kid yelled at him.

“Yes, I've always enjoyed comic conventions. I thought I would come and hold a panel for discussions, what do you think?” Wraith said to the kid.

“That sounds sick! Which room are you in I'll come watch!” The kid jumped up and down. Wraith turned towards Gregson and tilted his head in question.

“Roo....Room 212A, in....in about an hour!” Gregson said, and was happy his voice didn't crack!

“Holy shit! That's like the largest room in there! I got to get going to get good seats!” The high school yelled and took off.

The fetish wear woman that had been talking to Gregson took off in a run so she could also get in on the room quickly. Wraith walked over to Gregson and held out his hand, it took a moment for him to realize he wanted to shake his hands. Gregson reached out and chuckled a little, Wraiths massive clawed hand easily dwarfed his own.

“Mr Gregson, I'll be in your care today. I hope that is alright?” Wraith's voice sounded like a crocodile was trying to speak french. Gregson swallowed and nodded his head.

“Y...Ya! Of...Of course! Welcome to comic con!” Gregson said, and led Wraith to the back door.

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Kara Zor-El had never in her life wanted to hide in a hole so much as she did right now! Lash had given them all VIP quick line passes so they just walked past the huge line of people straight into the convention. They had VIP bracelets that glowed, so they could put their comic con badges away. But they were told they may have to show it again from time to time so keep it handy. Then as they came in they saw the extravagant display of comics, books, anime, TV-shows, etc. Along with thousands of people in costume.

Kara was thankful that Lash suggested she wear her uniform because she could activate her face mask and hide her blush! Kory took to the atmosphere like a fish in water. Her revealing armor was the talk of the area as Kory was incredibly beautiful, and exotic with her fiery red hair, orange skin, and glowing green eyes. She posed for pictures, hugged people, and kissed over a dozen men, and women and that was in the first half hour!

Megan had a growing fan club that totally fell for her sky, and bashful appearance. A green martian woman dressed as a super heroine from the news. Since her uncle J'onn, and her had worked in the city for a while. Everyone considered a groupie or a fan of the martians! But more than once she jumped and had to hide behind Kara who had her own fan club as well.

Kara had her navy blue polymer suit, hot rod red armor plates, and gold highlights. The house of Zor-El crest on her chest and people assumed she was a superman fan that took it to another level. The design on her armor were 'sick!' as many of the younger people said. What did her physical well being have to do with how nice the armor was? A lot of people asked for pictures, and hugs. But she refused to kiss any one!

Ding! Tong!

“Attention! Attention! Announcing a brand new guest speaker to the convention in suit 212A, the one and only Alien Wraith of the United Nations World Security has surprised us with a visit. No purchase of tickets are necessary, but seats are filling up fast!” A mans voice came over the intercome. Then several movie screens lite up across the center showing videos of Wraith walking through the halls and greeting people.

“HOLY FUCK! THE ALIEN CAME TO COMIC CON!” Some one screamed in delight!

To say there was a rush for seats in one the largest sitting panels in the center was an under statement. Kara almost broke cover to help calm the people down. But they settled with acting as a buffer to rescue people who had tripped. Kara didn't fully appreciate how popular Lash was. She had seen people throw rocks, mud, and even try and shoot him at New Orleans. But she had also seen people hug him, and thank him with all their heart as he healed, and brought hope to those with out any.

The question panel wouldn't start for another two hours. Kory, Kara, and Megan wanted to keep wondering around. They had reserved seats in the panel if they wanted to attend. Despite the clear amount of people that went ahead to get seats. There convention was still packed with people. Kara joined a group of people as they played a game called. Dance, Dance, Revolution?

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****Across town in a five star hotel in the presidential suit****

ARGUS agents sat around a table watching the television, and their lap tops as they watched the press conference on Agent Wraith and Erik Lash. They had been in Detroit for a few days hoping to catch Wraith's attention so they could get him to Waller. Who was about at the end of her rope in patience. The tech team and installed the power inhibitor in the MCU for the Detroit police department. So they went home. Agent Dutch, Agent Nickel, and Agent Murmur were in the room watching the TV.

Steven Reynolds came into the room and deposited coffee, and breakfast burritos for all. He walked over with a grimace to the master bedroom and knocked on the door. After a few minutes the door opened and he swore the temperature went down a few degrees as he handed the coffee and food to Waller. Who took it, and snapped the door closed with out a word. Reynolds sighed in relief and went to the main room to watch the show.

“Your fucking kidding me!” Agent Nickel shouted!

“Nickel, I have told you to watch your language!” Agent Dutch said as he rubbed his face.

“Sir! I know where Wraith is!” Nickel shouted and shoved his lap top to Dutch. Who read the screen and...

“Son of a bitch! Really!?” Dutch cursed! Dutch jumped to his feet and ran to the master bed room. Everyone else walked over to the lap top to read the screen. Agent Wraith of UNWS attends comic con question panel?

Reynolds then looked over at the press conference in Gotham as Erik Lash walked onto stage to talk to everyone about the accusations of him being Wraith, as the agents all looked back at the lap top to see Agent Wraith come onto the stage for comic con. Well, that was one question answered!

“WHAT!?” Waller's voice screamed from the bed room.

“EVERYONE GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER! WHERE IS THE CONVENTION!?” Waller screamed!

Everyone jumped into action. Time to meet Agent Wraith, they hoped.

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The sound of nearly five thousand people attending the question panel cheering, shouting was nearly deafening! As Lash walked onto the stage at comic con. The seats went back, along with a second level above them, and a third level above them. Along with VIP balcony seats, Lash looked at the balcony seats and smiled at the sight of Kory, Kara, and Megan eating churros, and waving at him. He looked back across the ocean of faces and noticed several hundred supernaturals in attendance as well. Though not in an official capacity.

Ever been to a convention and you see a gorgeus woman acting the part-->>

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