Nymphadora Tonks shook her head three times. The past several weeks she ran from mirror to mirror in some weirdo dimension. It was all in her attempts to find a way out. All she found herself doing was going around in circles. Her food supply had nearly run down. Frustration had mounted.
The fact she tripped and fell through the right exit mirror back into the real world had been a one in a million fluke.
"Well at least I'm out," muttered Tonks as she shook off the cobwebs but she studied the mysterious man who she had collided with.
"Well, that's new. I mean a woman flying out of a mirror. Not that I'm complaining."
Tonks gave the man in red a tentative look. He extended a hand. She accepted his help.
"Okay, there?" asked the man with a grin. "I would hate to see anything happen to a face like that."
"Fine," said Tonks. "Sorry, I tend to trip over my own feet a lot. It's a common hazard of my powers. They cause my equilibrium to get all screwy."
"Are you sure it wasn't because you caught sight of yours truly?" asked the man with a grin and Tonks gave him a bit of a glare. "Oh, dangerous woman look, normally it takes much longer than that."
"Just who are you?" asked Tonks and the man looked scandalized.
"Come on, you can't be serious," he said. Tonks remained calm and stoic. "Oh, you look very serious. I see the serious look on your face. Well, I'm the Scarlet Speedster, the beloved hero of Central City, the Flash."
Flash zoomed up and down the street. Tonks offered him a look of pure bemusement. She had no idea what to make of this man.
"So, do you have a name, beautiful?" asked Flash.
"Tonks," said the woman and Flash stopped and stared.
"What sort of name is Tonks?" asked the Flash.
She countered. "What sort of name is the Flash?"
"Come on, it's a legacy," said the Flash. "I run at super speed, what else would I call myself?"
"Annoying blabbermouth blur," muttered Tonks and Flash looked put out. She softened slightly at the look on his face. "Look, I'm sorry, trapped in a mirror for three weeks is making my temper a bit short."
Flash indicated for her to proceed.
"I was following a criminal and got trapped in something else," said Tonks before she launched into the story of how she got into the mirror.
Flash nodded until she had completed her story.
"Well, it seems like you're running into the same guy I've been chasing," said the Flash. "The guy's name is the Mirror Master. He's one of my rogues from Central City. Last I heard he's a bit strapped for cash, so he must have took on this job. For something called Intergang,"
Tonks looked at him. She had no idea what he was talking about.
"He can do a lot of tricks with mirrors and calls himself Mirror Master," muttered Tonks. "Makes sense, I suppose."
"Yeah, that's the gimmick," replied Flash. "I'm looking up someone who might be able to help, Superman, if something big is going on in Metropolis. He'd have an idea."
Tonks gave a smirk. Superman was a name she knew naturally. She knew all too well about him.
The Scarlet Speedster then added as an afterthought. "Of course, he's not exactly the most approachable fellow these days."
Tonks turned and looked out into the distance.
"Well, I for one can't wait for you to look up Superman," said Tonks as she adopted a businesslike mode as only a Ministry of Magic Auror could. "I'll track down this Mirror Master."
"He trapped you in a mirror once," said Flash. "He's dangerous…and…"
"I appreciate your concern," replied Tonks in a dry voice. "But I've dealt with far worse."
"Yes…but…look…" started Flash. "He could remember who you are, the pink hair sort of stands out."
"I'll adapt," said Tonks, as she shifted her features slightly. Her face shifted and her hair changed jet black. She turned and shuddered.
'Too much like her,' thought Tonks as she changed her hair brown. 'Ah, much better.'
"You can change your appearance," said Flash and Tonks nodded. "Cool."
"Yes, very much so," said Tonks in a dead pan voice.
"How?" asked Flash.
She paused and then answered him. "Magic."
"So seriously, how do you do it?" asked Flash.
"Look, I have a criminal to catch, if you want to help, try and keep up," said Tonks.
Flash remained speechless but she was already at the end of the road. Almost like she had vanished and reappeared in thin air.
He zoomed off to follow this mysterious and strange woman.
Night had fallen right on Metropolis. Kara and Harry sat perched atop a sign. They watched the stars.
"Perfect night," said Harry as he broke the silence.
"Yes," said Kara, as she stroked Harry's hair with her right hand. Her left arm was wrapped around his waist. She trailed kisses down the side of his neck and sucked on it. "Plenty of room up here, you know."
"Someone could look up," said Harry. He said this as only an observation and not a real complaint.
"Well that would teach them to look at billboards," replied Kara with a shrug as she turned and straddled Harry.
"True," said Harry, as his hands traveled underneath her shirt and her back arched back. Harry marveled how flexible she was.
Kara moaned and then she grinded up and down. She felt Harry's hands work their wonderful magic.
The girl slid her body down his slowly. Clothes were their only barrier.
LEMON/SMUT BEGINS
Kara flew back into the night skies. The gentle breeze flowed and caused her hair to sway side to side. She gripped Harry's pants. With precision she unbuckled them.
Harry hardened. The fact anyone could look up and see what they were doing excited him beyond all measure. Her talented hands slipped right into his pants and pulled his penis out of his boxer shorts.
Kara hovered and her tongue poked out. She touched the head with her wet tongue. She continued to do that, as Harry grabbed the back of her head, as he leaned back on the sign. The top she wore allowed Harry to see down it from his vantage point.
She continued to lick him, before her hand grabbed around his length. Kara was suspended by one hand in mid-air from Harry's penis. She swung from side to side. Her hand stroked him.
"Kara," breathed Harry as she pumped him with her lithe hand. "Fuck baby, that feels so good."
"I know it does, to feel your cock in my hand," she continued with a grin, as she continued to stroke him and massaged his balls.
Harry groaned as he throbbed with need as she ceased her activities.
Kara placed her right hand on one side of Harry. Her left hand placed on the other side. Her mouth lowered onto his penis, as Harry leaned back, to grab onto the side of the sign. She proceeded to suck him deeper into her throat. As she sucked, her eyes traveled up to meet Harry's.
"Suck my cock, your super moist lips on it, down your throat," breathed Harry as Kara pushed right down onto him. The fact she did this in mid-air right above the streets of a highly populated city made the scenario all that more arousing.
Kara contracted her throat around him.
"Going to explode," moaned Harry but Kara added a movement with her tongue to the fun. Her face pressed onto his pelvis.
Kara Potter claimed her treat. Harry ejaculated right down her throat. He nearly slid down the sign. She held him steady as she drained his balls.
She pulled up, Harry still dribbled onto her lips. With a seductive look, her tongue trailed across them as she licked them clean. The taste of Harry's cum in her stomach caused her to orgasm and she wanted more, she needed more.
LEMON/SMUT ENDS
"Ready for the next round," she whispered but a loud crash from below had interrupted her plans.
Harry and Kara exchanged equally frustrated looks. There was a sigh, as they adjusted their clothes. Harry performed a scouring charm on both of them.
Kara wrapped her arms around Harry and they made it to the ground in a matter of seconds. In the shadows, they moved closer to the source of the disturbance.
Kara grabbed Harry by the sleeve and pointed through the open window at the very familiar group. Her eyes narrowed and she gritted her teeth.
'Fucking Intergang,' thought Kara to herself.
In a blur, Kara destroyed the door as she flew into it. Harry followed her through the busted open door.
Two Intergang thugs crashed onto the floor from the impact. Another one dressed in armor found his protection completely destroyed. The girl ripped his suit open and then hurled him into the wall with fury. She heard more than a few bones crack as he connected.
The other thugs tried to move in but she blew ice on the floor. Slick floor caused them to slip and slide. Kara knocked them out one by one.
Harry watched from the doorway for a brief second. There were ten men already knocked out, no make that eleven before he could catch his breath and join his wife in battle.
With a flick of his wand, two more punks found their weapons levitated out of their hands and they smashed down to the ground. Harry really did not have much work to do.
A man in large battle armor exited right out of the bank vault but heat blasts shot nto the suit. Said suit overheated as the man gave a pained scream. The man escaped and tried to bolt.
Cords wrapped around him and he fell onto his face. His face connected right to the ground with a solid thud.
"Kara," muttered Harry.
"I think they're still breathing," she replied as she checked them before she amended. "Well most of them anyway, but serves them right."
Her arms folded together. Harry looked at her, with a smile.
'She's so hot when she's mad,' thought Harry to himself.
Kara grew rigid as more noise reached her ears.
"Someone's in the vault," she whispered to Harry.
Harry nodded as they slipped into the vaults.
A man dressed in purple and orange helped two more Intergang thugs push a large piece of equipment.
"Yes, the money will be wired into your account as promised," stated one of the thugs but a fist slammed into his jaw. He slumped to the ground and looked cross eyed. His blurred vision barely registered the frustrated and angry blonde woman beside him.
"Yeah, well you're going to need your jaw wired shut," said Kara. Harry took out the other goon in a split second.
A slow and sarcastic clapping had brought their attention over.
"Bravo, you've taken out low rent thugs," said the man as he held up a silver crystal device in his hand.
"Well get in line, because you're next," said Harry but before he could even draw his wand, the villain twisted the device.
Two versions of the man appeared, then four, then eight, then sixteen, then thirty two, as he kept dividing.
"Easier said than done!" echoed the infinite version of the criminal.
"Good, more targets," said Kara fiercely as she focused with intent and eyes glowed.
Heat vision focused through one of the mirror images and ricocheted off them all. In seconds, they smashed into dust.
Harry looked at her with an approving nod. "Nice."
Kara opened her mouth but shut it, as the man had waved at them from inside of a mirror set up on the wall of the vault with the equipment. He got smaller as he backed away and then disappeared.
"We've got some work to do, I think," said Harry.
The couple set off on their impromptu investigation. The fact they ran into this Intergang twice in one day could not be a coincidence.
Mirror Master stood in a dark warehouse. "So we got most of the equipment, but there was a snag."
A figure cloaked in purple gazed at the Mirror Master for a few seconds. "What sort of snag? Superman?"
"No, not Superman," admitted the Mirror Master. "I swiped the security film from the building; it should let you know what your men had to deal with."
Both watched the tape for a time and the figure slowed down the tape. The other members of Intergang crowded around.
"Supergirl," he whispered after a moment.
"Supergirl?" asked Mirror Master.
"Superman's snotty little tag along," confirmed the figure as he studied the footage and added in a tone that dripped with pure sleaze. "Only she's not so little anymore it seems. The second time today we've run into her and that other child."
Mirror Master nodded. "Who is the other one?"
"I have no clue," whispered the cloaked figure as he surveyed the Mirror Master. "We need to deal with them both or he will not be pleased."
"No way, that girl, she's crazy!" yelled one of the members of Intergang. "I'd rather tangle with Superman."
"I'd rather take my chances with the chair," muttered another thug.
"This matter is not up for debate," said the cloaked figure. "We need one final component before it's completed. You know what to do. Slaughter them both and anyone else who gets in your way."
Silence occurred.
"Is that understood?"
The members of Intergang nodded fearfully.
Tonks held her wand at an angle and walked into the scene.
"Someone ripped the door off of the hinges," stated Flash, but he paused as he heard a sound. "Someone got left behind."
A man cowered beneath a large pile of rubble and he shook madly. The Auror levitated a large piece of rubble off of the man.
"Please, you've got to save me, those two, they're…they beat up everyone," stammered the thug. "She came in here and beat up most of the gang. He was with her and he took the rest of them out. I just barely managed to escape. Take me to jail, I'm begging you."
"Not until you answer my questions,"
"Hey, I know my rights," said the thug a bit braver than he seemed. "I don't answer nothing not without an attorney."
"So you will answer them, then," said Flash. "Ah double negatives, gets them every time."
The thug remained tight lipped but he grew rigid.
"No, hide me please, hide me!" yelled the thug. "Send me back to Gotham, make me Superman's punching bag. Just don't let her see me!"
"Tonks?" asked Harry in a surprised voice as he touched down with Kara. "Thank Merlin you're fine, Sirius was freaking out that you had not shown up…."
"Oh, hey, Harry, long time, no see. Fill you in later, we've got a problem," said Tonks as the Flash looked at Harry. "Oh this is Harry Potter, my cousin's godson and this is his wife…"
"Yeah, I know, boy that explains a few things that I've heard about old big blue," said Flash as he took a deep breath and tried to wrap his brain around the situation. "Tell me did he…"
"Oh for the love of Rao, we're not going to have this conversation again!" said Kara hotly before she turned around and grabbed the thug by his shirt. "I thought we missed one."
"No, please, please, I'll give you anything, I've got cash, people like cash, right?"
Kara tightened her grip on his shirt.
"Word of advice," said Harry in a casual voice to the thug. "You better tell us everything you know."
"Right, yeah, yeah, sure, sure," stammered the thug. "Well Intergang, we're working on some big problem, some device, I don't know what it is. We've been stealing tech from all over the city for months and we had to get a few pieces from the UK. Our guy, he's the Mirror Master and he's working for some creep. This guy gives me the shivers."
Kara relaxed her grip but Tonks had taken over. "Do you know anything else?"
"Well, there are only a couple more pieces, I think they need some kind of power cells, they're transporting something big through that thing," said the man as he shook. "Now…I don't know what it is, they don't tell me anything."
Tonks dropped him to the ground. Like a rat, the thug tried to scramble but the Flash had zipped out in front of him.
"Yeah, we're going to really let you get away that easy," said Flash. "And while gift wrapping you for Supes as a punching bag is a fun idea, I think I'll just drop you off at the nearest police station."
In a blink of an eye, the man was there and then the man was not. Flash returned as they stood together.
"Just a harmless goon," said Harry as they all nodded. "Just another face in the crowd, but this Mirror Master guy and the guy he's working for…that's what we should worry about."
Flash turned to him. "So…"
"You two know something, we know something, compare notes, then we'll figure out our next move," said Harry without taking a breath.
The four had filled each other in on what had happened, from the moment where Tonks had vanished to the mirror until the present moment.
The red and blue figure could be seen above the skies of Metropolis. Superman soured through the skies before he stopped at the sound of a horrified scream. The screams quickened in intensity as he continued to move forward.
His hearing picked up it up and he flew into the bank to investigate the disturbance.
His eyes narrowed at a group of thugs. A woman shrieked, as one of the thugs pressed a gun to the back of her head.
"Superman!" yelled the thugs.
Bullets fired at Superman but the Man of Steel took a breath. A medium sized gust of wind toppled the thugs. They fell in a heap on the floor.
"Fetch, hero!" taunted the thug, as the woman had been tossed inside of the bank vault.
Superman flew into the open vault and prepared to scoop up the woman, but she had disappeared.
"Hologram," muttered Superman.
"Good, you have brains in that head of yours," echoed a voice as the bank vault door slammed shut and several red lamps clicked on at maximum intensity inside the vault. "Greetings Superman, we have not met. You may call me the Mirror Master."
"Trapping me in a vault wasn't the best plan you know," said Superman. He turned to break out.
With a swift punch, Superman tried to slam down the vault door but he barely made any headway.
"Those doors are reinforced, not even Superman can break them down without a few swings at full strength," taunted the Mirror Master. "Those red solar lamps should deplete your powers quite nicely. I popped into Lexcorp to borrow them from your good pal, Luthor. He seemed preoccupied."
The Mirror Master watched in amusement.
"Couldn't get any Kryptonite unfortunately, I was on a bit of a tight deadline," added the Mirror Master.
The Man of Steel turned his head and spotted a miniature mirror planted on the wall.
"The trap was set, the trap was sprung, and even Superman is no match for me," continued the mirror themed rogue. "Even Superman needs to breathe, but just to make certain; this gas vapor should speed up the process."
Superman scanned the vents. A vapor escaped them and it burned through the oxygen in the air at a rapid rate.
"I'm sure security will have a nice surprise in the morning," said Mirror Master as Superman continued to try and hammer his way through the vault door. "Well, it's a pity you won't be alive to see what comes next. I'm going to deliver Metropolis to my benefactor to do with as he pleases."
Mirror Master vanished from the mirror as Superman held his breath. His strength depleted and the lack of oxygen had added to the problems.
The dire situation plagued the hero. He looked around the vault for anything he could use to bust out before it was too late.
"So, you think they'll strike here," said Harry.
"Oh, they'll strike here alright," said Flash. "This is the only place in town where they haven't hit. It's just common sense."
"I busted all of the mirrors," announced Tonks as she exited the facility and Flash looked at her like she was completely bonkers.
"Remove them, not bust them," said Flash. "Are you trying to give yourself infinite years of bad luck?"
Tonks just had a slight smirk. "Well, if I had to say how many mirrors I busted in the mirror dimension and how many I busted due to unrelated accidents…well just do the math."
"Someone's coming," whispered Kara, as she heard footsteps.
"Just some delivery guy," said Flash. "Someone ordered pizza, it's getting late. People are hungry. Man I could go for a good pizza about now."
"Focus," said Tonks as she rolled her eyes, but had a bit of a smile on her face that she hid. "How could you think about food when we're supposed to be investigating a crime?"
"You were trapped in mirror land with nothing but bread crumbs," said Flash.
"Yeah, thanks for the reminder," said the Auror, as she peered out but Kara leaned in for a closer look.
"Not a pizza," she whispered. "Mirror."
Harry wrapped his arms around her neck and she flew him towards the entrance doors.
"Watch your head," warned Kara as she busted through the doors and entered.
Flash followed them and actually beat them by a second. He could not help himself.
"Ha, faster than Supergirl," said Flash as Kara landed on her feet and Harry dropped onto his feet, before he shook his head at the Flash's antics. Then he turned to address the Scarlet Speedster.
"Yes, very good, now get the mirror before someone pops through it," he said the mirror vibrated.
Intergang exited the mirror packed with even more fire power.
"Ah, you two again, but this time, we're ready for you," said the Intergang leader, as he tossed a spiral object. It had emitted a loud sonic blast.
All three heroes had been staggered, but Harry lifted his wand and silenced the device.
"Keep them busy."
Kara pulled herself to her feet and flew, before she knocked one of the Intergang members back. Flash zoomed around and disarmed several enemies at super speed. He paused, and dusted off his hands in a nonchalant manner.
Harry dodged the attack with lightning fast reflexes. Tonks joined them and she caused two members of Intergang to take each other out.
"Just how many of these guys are there?" asked Tonks, as she kept her back against the wall and shot every hex she could remember at them.
The battle continued until all of the members of Intergang been toppled.
"Their friends went down the hall," said Flash as he looked at them.
"I'll get them," said Kara as she gained flight velocity. "Alright, you cheap crooks are…"
A yellow blast of light fired through the air. She dodged and it blew a hole through the wall. The girl flew around and knocked the Intergang members off, but she went face to face with the Mirror Master.
"So, Supergirl," said Mirror Master as he held a gun and began to fire mirrors at a rapid rate. The glass shattered as the Kryptonian girl ducked and dodged. "Girl, you can't keep up this game forever. "
"No, just like enough to delay you," said Kara, a confident smirk on her face.
A blast knocked the gun out of the Mirror Master's hand. Harry arrived, followed by the Flash and Tonks.
"Ah, Flash, I wondered when you would blunder into town," said Mirror Master, as he stared down his enemy. "So you thought you could stop me?"
"How did you escape from prison?" demanded Flash. "I made sure you were locked in a room with no mirrors."
"Oh a little hole in the wall," said Mirror Master with a shrug. The Scarlet Speedster zoomed towards him but the villain had shattered into several fragments.
Kara scanned the room with her X-Ray vision.
"We're in an entire mirror room," she summarized with a sigh.
"So, we deal with an illusion, while the bad guy gets what he wants in the other room," said Flash before he zoomed out and then returned after his search. "Yeah, they trashed the place, whatever they were looking for."
"So they got all of the pieces for the device," summarized Tonks. "Now what?"
"We find whoever's behind this," said Harry. "Figure out what they're doing."
Flash looked puzzled as he tried to put all of the pieces together. "Yeah, but I don't get this. His technology was never this good. Sure it gave me fits, but he's gotten upgrades. He's had access to the mirror dimension sure, but this is beyond even his level of crimes."
The realization smacked Kara faster than a speeding bullet. She wondered how she could have not figured it out sooner.
"Kara, my love, what's wrong?" asked Harry at the petrified look on her face.
"He's behind this," whispered Kara. "It makes sense, the pieces all fit."
Harry had no need to ask any further questions.
The seriousness of the situation amplified a hundred fold.
"Everything should be ready in about two hours," said Mirror Master. "But there are more heroes then just those two brats. My old enemy the Flash has stuck his nose in and some other woman."
Mirror Master chuckled.
"I got Superman out of the way," said Mirror Master. "Puts me one up on your boss, doesn't it?"
The robed figure remained silent before he responded. "Do not assume that Superman is dead until there is a corpse at your feet."
"Yeah, well that's for the bank security to find in the morning," said Mirror Master. "So, my work's done."
"Not quite," muttered the cloaked figure but he waved him off. "I need to make an important call to inform certain parties."
The cloaked figure watched Mirror Master depart. Then he turned around. "We may have a bit of a snag in our plans."
"Yes, what sort of snag?" asked a woman with a mannish voice.
"Supergirl, she's taken out most of Intergang, her and some other super powered do gooder," said the cloaked figure.
"Meddlesome child, she should learn to keep out of our business," snarled the woman in an angry voice before she responded, more calm. "What of Superman?"
"Superman may be a mere memory," said the figure. "You'd do well in telling our master of the role I played."
"Yes, well, I'll believe it when our man of steel is a man of worms," said the woman fiercely. "You would not have called me unless you had failed."
"Failure is not a word you should throw around, harpy!" countered the man. "If you had done the job properly, our master would not have spent months recovering from what the Kryptonian did to him."
The cloaked man sighed. "I ask one favor of you, I require some additional backup. In one day, the forces I have put together have been depleted."
"So you've failed once again Desaad," whispered the voice. "Do not worry, sweetums, as usual, dear Granny will have to make it all better."