Betrothed | By : keraziekane Category: DC Verse Comics > Superman Views: 3592 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Superman, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Note: Very first time writer so please only constructive reviews! First few chapters has no NC-17 stuff, sorry.
When one looks up at the sky they see millions of tiny little orbs, sparkling brightly amongst the moon. That’s on a normal uneventful day. If one looked at the sky this particular night, they would see something similar to a comet or shooting star. However, the “star” is not flying away from Earth but toward Earth. Look closely and they might claim that it is none other than the gorgeous totally buff Man of Steel. Yet again, instead of blue and red they would see green and red. It is not Superman that is flying towards Earth. It is some one much much worse. It is….MAXIMA!
The spoiled, prideful, yet amazingly exotic Empress of Almerac flew at high speeds towards the city of Metropolis, with one thing on her mind…her mate. She neared the city and decreased her speed, the flames from the atmosphere and friction against her force field licked the air but soon dispersed when she landed lightly onto a boat out in the harbor.
Her flowing green cape billowed as a cool breeze blew by. Her magnificent blue eyes scanned the deck of the ship as a few sailors boarded, chuckling and having a jolly old time. One of them spotted her as she took a few long strides over to them.
“Hey baby, wanna get with a…” He slurred as he staggered towards her, apparently wasted.
He didn’t get to finish his sentence because Maxima grabbed him by his throat and held him high into the air, squeezing hard. Her vicious eyes narrowed as she opened her mouth to speak.
“Where is he?” She demanded as her hand lifted him higher.
“Where’s who?”
“My mate!” She didn’t realize that these men apparently couldn’t comprehend what she was even beginning to talk about, yet she had to know where that big hunk of man meat went.
“Wh-what?!”
“He has escaped my grasp for the last time!” She said angrily, throwing the sailor to the side as the others approached. “No one defies Maxima and lives another day!”
Although that was not entirely true. She had once offered Superman, her forced betrothal, a life with children and to be king. He turned her down, not once, but twice. Her vendetta against the Man of Steel has now subsided now that she has her eyes on some one else who is just as violent and equal as her.
“Listen lady! You’re off your rocker!” One said pointing his finger at her.
“How dare you point that grotesque finger at Empress Maxima!” She snarled, grabbing his finger and throwing him over her shoulder 10 feet away.
The rest of the sailors jumped in to defend their friends. However, none of them could even compete with Maxima. She twirled around grabbing two men by the collar of their shirt and banging their heads together before throwing them over the ship. She kicked another one so hard that he flew through the wooden wall on the ship into another hull.
She spun around again and looked at the bodies that were strewn all over the ship. She smirked with satisfaction as she was still the best. Now it was time to find her mate.
The inner city of Metropolis in the meantime was anything but peaceful, serene, it was more akin to a war zone, a large scale jailbreak having occurred in the time that Lobo had been on Earth, coincidentally, one of said convicts was his target. Lobo had as usual engaged the target the minute he found it, although reluctant to go to Earth, especially Metropolis, as Superman was, without any lack of a better term, a grade An ass pain.
His deep and booming voice could be heard as he shouted angrily, excitedly, his blood flowing for the combat he was about to engage in, if there's anything the main man liked it was a knock down drag out sockeroo.
"Hey Hat Hair!" throwing a compact car onto the Sedan Kalibak had already had lifted over his head.
He didn't normally take bounties from Darkseid, the jerk tried to stiff him nearly every time, but this time he knew he'd pay. He landed on top of the cars, going through them and causing both to explode around the two figures, they caught in the ground zero of the explosion. With a right jab he sent the hairy mangled figure through a few walls of a nearby office building, also sending said building toppling.
Luckily for him his clothes were almost as durable as he was, as long leather trench coat steaming as he stepped out of the huge fireball he'd just created, even what seemed to be normal blue jeans thrashed at the knees, and black combat boots he wore, didn't seem worse for wear.
"Wuss." was all he said disappointedly, he heard this guy was tough, like Darkseid tough, apparently not.
Lobo walked to the now downed figure he had a bounty on and as he walked unraveling the chain and hook from around his wrist, and wrapping it around his throat beginning to choke him, his knee on the creature's back so he couldn't get up.
"Good night sweet prince, ya flea infested fragtard."
After a few moments of struggling the lummox had passed out like an ugly baby. He took a small device off his belt and pressed the button on it, a boom tube appearing in the midst of the now distraught Metropolis,
"Ya better hope that our little tussle didn't attract that blue underwear model, bad enough I had ta chase ya clear across the galaxy to this popsicle stand, if I gotta deal with capes too I’m offin' ya on principle."
He whistled a special whistle, most kinds of creatures couldn't hear it and only Czarnian vocal cords could produce it, needless to say his bike came flying to his side, hog tied his bounty to the back of his bike using said chain.
Maxima looked off into the distance as flames licked at the sky and a billowing column of smoke dissipated into the atmosphere. Her lips moved upward, smiling at the horizon.
"There you are, darling." She said quietly to herself as she lifted herself off the ground and flew amazingly fast toward the disaster that was just reeking of her beloved, whether he knew it or not.
She hovered over one building in a sitting position with one leg over the other as she watched Lobo cause total and utter destruction for one measly person. She sighed in giddy delight as he pulled the man from the wreckage.
Maxima stood in the air and primped herself, making sure she looked absolutely ravishing for her equal, although he looked nothing like prince charming, to her he was "perfect." She flew to the ground behind him, kicking away a large slab on concrete that was rude enough to be blocking her way.
After rummaging through Lobo's travel bag on his hawg and downing a good bit of Jack Daniels after finally finding the bottle he returned it whence it came, a few drops the alcohol making it's way down his somewhat stubble chin; he heard someone...something.
"Darling!" Maxima said loudly, extending her arms wide as she took long strides over to the burly man.
He wiped a bit of excess liquor from his mouth with the sleeve of his coat and turned to see a woman, a very attractive, very curvy one, just his type really, although the standards Lobo had were nearly a cut off at the correct gender and large...well...never mind. He didn't always remember the peoples faces he'd come across in his travels, his business after all made him a well traveled man to say the least, and the manner in which she was speaking to him made him think they knew one another, but hell, if some hot chick like this wanted to play guess who he wasn't about to burst her bubble. That wouldn't be right, would it? making a joke about this in his mind until he found himself legitimately wondering
Who the frag is this woman? if this is some sad attempt by some ho I knocked up to get revenge again I'm not gonna be a pleasant man to be around!
Oh, how I've searched for you. Planet to planet and here I find you. In Metropolis of all places!" She said as she wrapped her arms around his waist and squeezed him hard.
Maxima was definitely a one shadowed person. She had seen Lobo fighting off many of her guards that last time he was in Almerac, searching for some scoundrel who was dumb enough to stay on her planet. She found herself fawning over the big pale brute, as his vulgar, violent and destructive personality proved him to be her equal. She had fits for weeks as he had disappeared moments after the man was caught. Her entire imperial army was out searching for him with no luck.
Maxima took things into her own hands and went from planet to planet, having beaten countless men and women to find her one true equal...her betrothal.
The squeeze didn't go unnoticed, he had to admit he enjoyed it, wrapping his large arms around her as well, crushing her into him as she had done. looking over her form then, his blood red eyes fixated on her curves for the most part.
"Oh yea? what exactly do ya wanna do to me now that ya found me babe? spare no detail!" only at the last word of which he actually looked into her eyes.
A somewhat surprised and quizzical look came to the main man's face then as he realized something "wait a second...you ain't..." he took a few breaths in through his nose, sniffing the air until he sniffed her, her neck, like he was a dog nuzzling her before he pulled back
"You ain't human...your from Almerac...been there...got a sweet bounty there, had to off some of the local cops though, they been chasing me ever since, came onto me on Rigel 7, sent em home in a bucket fer the most part."
Of course he was oblivious to why the army was after him, and the fact that he'd beat the living hell out of some guards while on that world and caused a good bit of mayhem was a more likely assumption than the queen of said planet wanted to date him.
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