By Mouudy contact me atMichiganmark26@yahoo.com
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Disclaimer: All of the standard disclaimers apply. The Titans and all other DC characters are the property of DC Comics, and I take no credit for the creation of their characters, only my own. This is a fan fiction, therefore anything discontinuous to the normal DC universe, including sexuality of the characters, is the product of my imagination. Any similarities to real people or events is completely coincidental. This story contains male/male sex and romance. If you find either theme offensive, what are you doing reading nifty stories? And if you are underage or this story is illegal where you are reading, please leave.
Chapter 3- Can this be real
I was worried. On so many levels. Aunt Donna and Superman still hadn't returned. I knew enough to know that Darkseid was as evil as they come. Dangerous to the core. I would have took off on my own, but I had no idea where Paradise Island was to began with. Plus I was trying to be on my best behavior. I did promise I would. Dick had taken me for a walk and had what I considered our first real conversation.
"I'm surprised, I thought for sure you would be the first one to ream me out." I said.
"Usually I would have been. But after everything you've been through, I've decided to cut you a break." Dick replied.
"Thank goodness for small miracles. I don't understand how life can get so turned upside down. I mean everything was fine. My life was great. My parents were great. Now, they're dead. Someone has the power to render me immobile. And my friends are fighting a God." I rambled.
"Growing up is never easy to do. I'm sorry you have had to go through so many things in your young life. I'd love to tell you it gets easier, but that would be a lie. What I can assure you of, is that you have friends who are here for you. Care about you. And will always be here to help you." he said.
"I'm really starting to believe that. I mean I have always had people to talk to at school. But I've never really brought anyone home. Or even got close. My parents secret identity, didn't really allow room to get close to anyone. But for the first time in my life, I'm actually getting to make friends that care about me. Let me tell you it feels great. I wish more than anything, that my parents were here. I would give anything to have them here. But it's nice knowing that I still have people to rely on."
"I hope you feel you can count me as one of those people. I really would like to be there for you." he said.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked.
"You can ask me anything." he answered.
"All the time I've known you, I've felt like you don't like me. Or that you have some kind of problem with me. I just don't understand. Sometimes I see it in your eyes, the way you look at me it's as if you care for me, or what happens for me. And other times you look at me like, I frustrate you or I'm bothering you. Why?" I asked.
"Whoa. Whoa. I'm so sorry if I've given you that impression. That was not my intention. I lost my parents when I was young. It's what led me into this crime fighting life. I didn't want that for you. Because I sympathized with what you were, and are going through. The look you see in my eyes, is that of, I know what you're going to have to face, and I'm frustrated because I want to save you from having to go through it. You my friend just don't realize the effect you have on others." he answered.
"That's the second time I've heard that today. It's probably a good thing I don't realize it. I might be tempted to use it to get what I want."
"You already could get what you want. Just bat those long eye lashes, flash that brilliant white smile, and you'll be dazzling anyone to get what you want." he said.
"I really didn't think you would be this easy to talk to. I'm glad. I kind of feel stupid for thinking you were such a jerk." I wished I hadn't said that but it was to late.
He grabbed my head and started giving me a nogie.
"Jerk. I'll give you jerk." he laughed.
"Can you do me a favor? But I'll understand if you say no. Can I see what you look like without your mask?" I was curious. I suddenly felt like I wanted to know more about him. He was an enigma to me. He wasn't who I thought he was.
"Why do you want to see?" he asked with a smile. Then I remembered he had seen me fully naked earlier.
"Well I just thought it would be fair since you saw me naked earlier. Plus I want to know if you're hiding the fact that you're ugly behind the mask." I laughed.
"First off, I didn't tell you to strip down and show the world you're naked body. Second, I'll give you ugly." he laughed. He then thought about it for a moment. I started batting my eyes at him.
"Now that's just cheating." he said. I laughed. He raised his hands to his mask, and slowly took it off. He put his head down as he did so. I was starting to get nervous. I was beginning to wonder if he might have some kind of scare or something he was hiding. And then he looked up. My mouth fell open. My eyes bugged out. He was absolutely beautiful. His face was flawless. Suddenly his blue eyes became that much bluer. He was a heavenly angel. Without thinking I reached my hand up to his face, and ran my hand down from his forehead down the right side. Then realizing what I was doing I stopped and pulled my hand away quickly.
"I-I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean..." I began but he put his finger to my lips.
"Shhh. It's okay. You're curious. I've shared a secret with you, that you have to be very careful with. The identities of three others as well as my own rests with you." his voice serious. I understood the seriousness of the situation. But I had no idea what he was talking about. Was I suppose to know who he was without his mask? I had no clue.
"Sorry to burst your bubble. But I have no idea who you are." I laughed. His face turned red. But he started laughing as well.
"I just assumed you didn't live under a rock your whole life." he laughed.
"My parents sheltered me well. I'm paying for it now. But either way, your secret is safe with me. Especially since I have no clue who you are. Other than your name is Dick."
"That works out. Now I'll now you like me for me, and not for my money." he joked.
"My man better have money. No I don't want no scrub, a scrub is a guy that can get no love from me. Hanging out the passenger side of his best friends ride. Trying to holla at me." I sang. We both started laughing. It was becoming easier to be around him.
"You're man huh. Is that what I am now? What happened to Superman?" he asked still smiling.
"Superman? What? Do you think there is something going on between us?" I was floored. Did he know about my crush?
"Guilty party of one your table is ready. I just thought you'd rather have him around, than me. You guys seem really close. I didn't know you had a crush on him. Though who would blame you he is Superman after all." he said.
"Oh. No. He's different. He was there for me when I really needed someone. He took care of me. I love him a lot. And you better watch out, cause I might just tell him, that you think he has the hottest for me."
"Hey, don't go getting me killed. And I think it's the other way around. You seem to have hero worship for him. I was the same way with Batman, when he first took me under his wing." he laughed.
"Let's get off the subject of my non-existent love life please. I'm depressed enough." I wanted to change the subject, it was getting a little to close for comfort.
"Why depressed? I'm sure there are all kinds of people wanting to be with you." he asked.
"Where can you point them out. There isn't anyone knocking on my door. Trust me." I said.
"Yeah right. Are you sure you aren't blond. Do you even realize how attractive you really are?" he asked.
"Whatever. Trust me, I've had one kiss from someone who wasn't my parents. And even then it was me doing the kissing, then being rejected. You probably have it so easy. People throwing themselves at you. In and out of your costume. Why if I looked half as good as..." I stopped myself. Damn I'm doing it again. It's just so easy to be free with him.
"Don't stop. I'm loving the attention. But really, you cant be serious about only kissing one time. That's pretty hard to believe. And just cause you think I'm attractive doesn't mean everyone else does." he said.
"I swear I've only kissed once. I'm shy. Well other then kissing someone I shouldn't have. But I'm to shy to talk to someone I like. I'd rather someone else make the first move. I wouldn't know what to do. Hey, I have a great idea. Why can't you teach me. You are training me to fight. Why can't you teach me everything else?" I begged.
"I don't know. That could lead to a lot of trouble for me." he said.
"What trouble? Come on, you have experience in these things, I'm sure of it. You could teach me how not to be a spaz. Then maybe I wont have to spend the rest of my life a virgin. Please. You have to do it, you just have to. Pretty please, with sugar on top." I begged.
"Your dazzling me again. Stop pouting. Oh, alright, how can I say no to a face like that." he smiled. I jumped up and started hugging him.
"You're the best, Dick! Oops, I didn't mean, I mean that's not, I mean you know what I mean." we both started laughing. But the more I thought about it, the more I was sure he probably had the best Dick. I started looking down at his crotch, and I could have sworn it was bulging. I looked up into his eyes. Are eyes stayed focus on one another. I became lost in his stare. I started leaning into him, he started leaning into me. Our heads started to tilt in opposite directions. Butterflies swarmed the inside of my stomach. My mouth began to water. My palms were sweating. My cock began to grow. The anticipation of what was about to happen, made me light headed. I was sure I was going to see fireworks. I suddenly wanted him so bad. I couldn't wait to taste his sweet cherry lips. We were inches apart. Suddenly someone walked up on us.
"Nightwing what the hell are you doing?" he demanded in a rough voice. I turned and looked, and there standing was none other than (Arsenal) Red Arrow.
"Red Arrow! I thought you were on a mission?" Dick asked.
"I was, now I'm back. Can I talk to you privately?" it was more of an order.
"Grant, just give us a minute." Dick said. I nodded and they walked away from me.
I was enjoying my time with Grant. Getting to know him better. And beginning to like him more and more. The more I got to know of him, the more I wanted him. I was sad to know that he thought I didn't like him. How far from the truth he really was. I actually like him more than I should. I knew it could never go anywhere. But I couldn't help myself. There was no way you could be around him and not fall for him. I was falling hard and fast. And to tell you the truth, I liked it.
I notice after he hugged me that he stopped to look at my cock, and it made me hard. My cock started to grow in my tights. I didn't want to give to much a way, but it's pretty hard when my nine inches starts to take on a life of it's own. I was truly enjoying him scoping me out. But that all came to a halt the second Red Arrow called out my name. We had recently broke up. Well actually I broke up with him. He had gotten heavy into Heroin, shooting it up. I had caught him and helped him to stop. Along with rehab of course. But the relationship was draining me. I felt more like his parent and less like his lover. It was hard on me, I went through a lot with him, and had no one to talk to about it. He needed me, but not in an I need my man by my side kind of way. More like I need you to take care of me and baby me kind of way. Which I wouldn't have minded, hell for a long time now I let it stay that way. But I was lost. There was just him and no more us. It was always about him. In the beginning I could handle that, but later on it became to much for me. I needed someone to want me. I needed someone to love me. To be in love with me. Someone to long for me. To make me feel sexy, desirable. He couldn't give me what I wanted. I waited till I was sure he could stand on his two feet again. That much I did. I've known him since I was young. We started out together as Teen Titans. I would help my friend. But when I was sure I could walk away and he would be okay. I did. That didn't go so well. He hasn't been able to let go. And I couldn't bring myself to go back to him. Then the Titans regrouped, and although he was now a member of the JLA. He still wanted to be apart of the team. I knew his reason where not about the team and more about me. But I couldn't say anything, as I didn't want to out myself or him. Now, when I was so close to feeling Grant's amazing full lips pressed against mine. He shows up. Talk about horrible timing. What is it with EX'S they always seem to know when to show up and ruin a great moment between you and the one you want. Don't you agree?
"What is it Roy?" Dick asked angrily.
"What's the matter DICK? Did I ruin a moment between you and the underage kid?" he shot back.
"You didn't ruin anything. Nothing is going on with me and the kid."
"Oh please. You guys were just about to kiss, I'm not blind. I can see it in your eyes, you like this kid." he said through gritted teeth.
"Roy, it's none of your business who I do or don't like. We're not together. I don't owe you any answers." the anger in me was raising. For more than one reason. He number one was pissing me off. Number two, what was I doing, Grant is a minor and my best friends ward. I'm not trying to turn this kid out. I know I feel something, but is it right to act on it?
"Dick, we can work things out. I'm different now. I can be what you want. I can give you what you deserve. Let's just work this out. Give us a chance." he begged.
"Roy, it's over. How many times do I have to tell you. We cant go back, and it took me long enough to get over you the first time. I just don't feel the same way anymore. I'm sorry. But it's over." I said adamantly.
"It's over! It's far from over. If you think that little boy can give you what you need you have another thing coming. You're a man, you have adult needs. What do you even have in common with a high school kid anyway. I'm not going to stand by and watch you throw your life away over some kid." he shot back.
"Roy you have no idea what you are talking about. I'm helping him. Training him. He's going to be a new member of the Titans. Nothing more, nothing less. So get off your high horse. Cause last time I checked, it was you who got caught bring teenaged Twinks into our bed. Don't think I forgot. How many were there, oh I'd say about half a dozen that I knew of. Not counting the ones that you had in the Stalls at the bar. So don't go running your mouth off about things you don't know. Now get out of my face, before I move you." my anger hit a boiling point now. I could still see Grant sitting there, I knew he was able to hear some of what we were saying. The only thing I cared about was that if he did hear, he wouldn't get the wrong idea and start to think that any of this was his fault.
"You'd actually do it, you'd actually hit me wouldn't you? You know what go back to your little bitch boy, I'm out of here." his voice showed the pain of his words.
I watched as he stormed out of there. I turned back to a red faced Grant. Took a few breaths and headed back.
Earth 3 of the Multi-verse
Where the counter part of Superman of earth 1 is known as Ultraman. Ultraman is the leader of the Crime Syndicate of America.
"Grant? Grant? Where are you? Say something. Anything. I can't see through Lead." Ultraman shouted.
"Cough, Cough. I'm down here...Cough. Cough." Grant tried to shout.
Using his super hearing Ultraman flew through the devastation left by Prometheus. He flew down to levels till he finally came to the room that Grant was in. Laying under rubble and debris, was a badly beaten Grant. His body was covered in blood. His right arm completely broken, the bone sticking straight out. An iron rod stick straight out of his stomach. His legs completely broken. Ultraman moved quickly to move all the debris. His eye watering at the sight of his lovers broken body.
"Oh baby, I'm so sorry, I should have been here. I should never have left you." Ultraman bellowed.
"Kal. I love you. Always." Grant tired to smile.
"You're going to be fine. I just need to get you to star labs. Just hold on baby." he begged.
"It's to late...Cough...Cough...I can feel it now...I'm dying my love...Cough...I'm scared to leave you here all alone...Cough...Who will take care of you...Cough...Who will love you the way I do...Cough..." as Grant spoke the words he began coughing up blood.
"I'll kill Prometheus for this. I swear to you I will destroy him." Ultraman cried. The tears streaming down his face.
"My love, he has found the final piece, it was inside me all along. He know has the power to kill you. Please don't go after him. Leave this place, go somewhere far away from...cough..cough..." he said.
"Grant baby, I don't want to leave you, I don't want to lose you. I have to destroy him for what he's done to you. You can't ask me not to. I am Ultraman, I fear no one."
"Please. My dying wish to you...Cough...be safe...seek another earth when you can't be killed...Cough...Cough...With all three boxes, Prometheus will destroy you, and I cant imagine a world with out you, the greatest villain ever known...Cough...Cough...Kiss me one last time." he begged.
Ultraman leaned in and kissed his beloved. The tears ran streaming down his cheeks. He felt the last of his lovers life force leave his body.
"RRRAAAAAAAAAAA" he screamed.
Ultraman's scream brought down the rest of the building all around him. He picked his lover's dead body and flew up through the debris. He flew to the final resting place of Grant's parents. Damage the destroyer and Hell's Belles. He buried his lover there.
"I will avenge your death. I will have the blood of Prometheus on my hands." he swore. He flew into the air and took off to find Prometheus. He flew into outer space. To the satellite base of the Team Justice. He pound through the hull exterior till he punched a hole and entered. He flew through the halls searching for his prey. On the main deck stood Prometheus and his teammates.
"It took you long enough Ultraman. I was beginning to think you would never come." Prometheus boosted.
"I'm going to tear you limb from limb. You took away the only thing that ever mattered to me. The reason why I exists." he said.
"You aren't going to do anything. Do you know what I have here in my hands? This is the key to your destruction. The one thing that can put a stop to your tyranny." Prometheus shouted.
Ultraman used his heat vision, aiming at Prometheus but nothing happened. It shot off him and went in every direction.
"You have no power here. Time to meet your maker!" as Prometheus said these words he began to shoot a ray at Ultraman. Ultraman avoided the ray using his super speed. He began using his heat vision again and again to no avail.
"This weapon was sent here by General Zod. He knew that when your father sent you to this planet to conquer it, that this world would be defenseless against you. Before your father sent him to the Phantom Zone, General Zod built this gun, harnessing the only power able to destroy a Kyptonian. He placed the three parts and sent them off to earth before your arrival. How fitting that the key to using it would be placed within the body of your true love. And the only way to destroy the weapon lies with your true love. I have never thought I would ever take a life. But the lives of the many out way the lives of the few. Grant had to die, so that you would never have a chance to destroy this weapon. Prepare to die." Prometheus threatened. Ultraman knowing that his father had warned him of such a weapon. Knew there was no avoiding death. A thought came to him, it could work. He's done it before. Traversed the multi-verse. He could escape now and find his lover on another planet. Find him and use him to destroy this weapon, so that he could final kill Prometheus for what he has done. Ultraman used his super vision to see through the dimensional barriers. He vibrated himself at super speed till he was able to escape through the dimensional barrier.
"What? No! He has escaped through the multi-verse. We must find him. We can not allow him to destroy another earth. He can not be allowed to live. We must go to the Monitor's and find out where he's gone." Prometheus shouted angrily.
Back on Earth 1
"I never would have thought you were gay. I mean I hoped, but I didn't think. I must sound like an idiot." Grant said.
"No you don't. You could never. This has to be between you and I. No one can know about Red Arrow or myself." Dick begged.
"You can trust me. Wow, there is so much I want to ask you. So many things I want you to teach me, to show me. I'm sorry you got into an argument with him. But I'm glad he came, I would never know this if he hadn't." Grant said excitedly.
"So you still want me to teach you?" Dick asked.
"Oh yes. I want, I want. Can we start right now?"
"What do you want to learn first?" Dick asked, hoping he would ask for a kiss.
"I want..." Grant started but was interrupted.
<Oracle to Nightwing. Come in Nightwing.>
<This is Nightwing. Go ahead.>
<Nightwing. The Watchtower is under attack. Communication is down. You need to get to the Watchtower.>
<Where is everyone else. I have Grant Emerson, Barbra I can't leave him.>
Just then Ultraman flies onto the roof. Spotting Grant he flies down to him and hugs him.
"You're alright. I am so happy to see you Grant. Words can not describe." Ultraman began.
"Wow. I'm happy to see you too Superman. But I have to ask what's up with the new costume?" Grant asked. Ultraman's costume is all blue with a red cape and a U on his chest.
"Oh, yes, um. It's a new design I'm trying out. Do you like?" he asked.
"You look good in anything. But what's the U stand for?" Grant asked.
"Superman what's happened on Paradise Island? Is everyone alright?" Dick asked.
"Everyone is fine Nightboy! Grant I need you to come with me." He demanded.
<Oracle, Superman is here will head to the Watchtower now.>
"Superman the Watchtower is under attack. We need to get there now." Dick urged.
<Nighwing, that cant be Superman, he's on Paradise Island. Whoever that is you guys are in danger.>
"Grant get away from him! Who are you? I know you're not Superman." Dick shouted.
But before Grant could move, Ultraman grabbed him and flew up into the air. Grant looked down at Nightwing, his face petrified.
"GRANT!" Dick shouted.
<Oracle, whoever that was he looks just like Superman. And now he has Grant.>
"What did Nightwing mean. Why did he tell me to get away from you. What's going on?" I asked.
"I don't know. All I know is I've got you and I'm never letting go." Ultraman answered.
"I don't understand what's happening. Did you think I was in trouble or something?" I asked.
"You cant begin to imagine what's happening." he said as he grabbed me and began kissing me passionately. It was like he was finding me for the first time. I was putty in his hands. I knew it was wrong. I had all these mixed feelings. I was starting to feel towards Dick. Don't laugh I know how that sounded. But anyway, yes I know I'm new to all this. But my inside are telling me that there is something there between me and Dick. Or that there could be, especially now since I found that he is of the male persuasion. But this is Superman we're talking about. My first big crush. He means so much...wait what the hell am I talking about. He's Married. I pulled back.
"KAL. You're married. What are you doing?" I asked flabbergasted.
"That doesn't matter. You're the only one I want, it's always been you. You have no idea what I had to go through to get here. To get to you. Nothing is going to keep us apart." he said as he began kissing me again. I was getting dizzy from the passionate kiss he was giving me. What do I do? Tell me what do I do? I don't want to be the other man. I don't want to be the reason he separates from his wife. Either way, what the hell am I doing. I'm losing sight of my main goal. I don't have time for affairs of the heart. I need to find my parents killer or killers.
"KAL. Stop. I cant think when you kiss me like that." I said panting.
"Don't you want me Grant? Don't you want this?" he asked.
"I...I don't know what I want right now. I'm confused. Since my parents died I've been thrown for loop after loop. I don't know what's right from what's wrong anymore." I answered.
"Your parents their dead? I mean of course they are. If it happened there, it happened here. That means that he's after you here. Grant, my love, he's after you. But I promise you, I wont let him get you too, I cant lose you again, I wont. I'll kill him before he can do anything to you." he promised.
"Wait, slow down. Kill me too? What do you mean? I don't understand. Who's after me? Tell me KAL. Is it the same person that killed my parents?" I demanded.
"You don't know do you? He must never have told you. Probably trying to protect you. He must think you aren't strong enough. But I know you. I know the strength that you really have. I know how strong you really are. Prometheus killed your parents, and now he`s coming after you. But I'm going to find him, and I'm going to kill him. I cant lose you again! I wont lose you again." he promised.
"You're talking in riddles. What do you mean lose me again? Did I die before? And if you knew who killed my parents why didn't you tell me before? And if anyone is going to kill him, it's going to be me!" I shouted.
"Forget what I said. All that matters is you know now. If you want to kill him, then I'll help you do it. He wont stand a chance against us." as he spoke the words my ears had long to hear, I knew what was to come. I had to be ready. Crossing that line I could never come back from. But wait a second here. Superman. Superman the boy scout. He's offering to help me kill Prometheus? Something isn't right. But should I really care. If he's willing to help me, should I really look a gift horse in the mouth?
"KAL, you're Superman. Doesn't that go against everything you stand for?" I asked against what my insides wanted me to. But it was one thing for me to want to cross that line, it was another for me to take someone that I love down that dark road with me.
"Grant, haven't you heard a word I've been saying? There is nothing that I wouldn't do for you. I love you, and there is no way I will let anyone hurt you. Prometheus needs you dead. But I'm not going to let that happen. I have this chance to make up for before, and I'm going to, if it's the last thing I do." he was adamant.
"Then it's settled. Prometheus must pay for what he's done. I want him dead, and I want him dead by my hands."
I do want him dead. I want him to pay for what he's taken away from me. I have nothing to lose. I've already lost everything, the moment he killed my parents. They were my soul. So I am not afraid of losing what I don't have anymore. My parents blood is on his head. His blood will be on mine.
"Let's do this! Where do we find him?"
2 Months Later-
I had beaten Dick to a bloody pulp. His eyes were black and blue. There was a gash above his left eye. His lip was busted and bleeding. His cheek was cut and bleeding as well. I grabbed a bottle of water and dumped it on his face. He started coughing and came back to consciousness.
"Finally! I thought you were never going to wake up."
"Grant. You have to stop this! I don't know what is making you do this, but I'm begging you, snap out of it." Dick begged.
"I have one chance to make things right. You took that away from me, and the only person that was willing to help me, you stopped. You took away everything from me. It's all your fault. I have nothing left. Nothing. Now everyone knows about what I've done. What I wanted. All because of you. If you hadn't filled my head with all your lies...none of this would have happened. So you have no one to blame but your self."
Suddenly, something crashed through the window. I turned to look and it was Superman.
"Grant. What have you done?" Superman asked, staring in horror at the sight before him. He moved to release Nightwing, but I pulled out a piece of Kryptonite that Lex had given to me.
"Grant...no...what are you...doing?" Superman asked as he keeled over on the ground.
"You cant stop me. Dick has to pay for what he's done, and you. You helped him, you all helped him. I trusted all of you. But each one of you played with my mind. Each one of you toyed with me. I was a dumb, lost little boy, in a world of grown ups, who don't know their asses from the heads. You all filled my head with lies, tore my heart apart. Played on every emotion that I had. Everything I was going through. Now, I've out smarted you all. It's my turn to play with the lot of you. I've had help, help from people who were willing to be honest with me. Help from people that really cared about me. You call them your enemies. I call them my allies. After tonight I can finally have my revenge. And nothing, I mean nothing, and no one will get in my way.
"You forgot about me!"
I heard the voice. I knew who it was. I turned around. There was the Batman.
But I was waiting. I knew he would come. I was prepared.