On the streets of LA, no one payed much attention as a limo pulled over and the driver got out. People paid more attention at the sight of the six-foot blonde bombshell in a latex uniform mini dress moving down the sidewalk to the door of the limo. She opened the door of the car and then reached into the crowd grabbed a gray haired man and tossed him in the limo before slamming the door shut and going back to the driver’s seat.
“I thought you said he was a ginger Lexie,” the black haired babe in little more than a corset and mini skirt said looking at the man.
“He was,” Luthor said, “He also has had plastic surgery for his face.”
“Who are you?” the man cowered, “What do you want with me?”
“I thought you two knew each other?” the other babe in a skater dress said, “And where is his hat?”
“What hat?” the man sniveled, “Why did you grab me? What did I do to you?”
“Lexie,” the babe in the skater dress cooed, “He has chips in his head.”
“Behind the left ear?” Luthor said, “Yes even I can see the scars.”
“That was from the surgery,” the man said, “I had brain cancer.”
“That doesn’t surprise me Jervis.”
“Jerry,” The man corrected, “My name is Jerry Taylor.”
“Claire dear point where the chips are in his head,” Lex told the woman in the skater dress.
“There,” she pointed under his ear, “The bottom middle of the brain.”
“Who was your doctor?” Lex asked Jerry.
“Doctor Crownswell,” Jerry said.
“Red Hair, Asian?” Lex proded.
“Yes.”
“Crownswell, Jessica Hatsu. Commander, United States Navy, Surgeon. Daughter of an American officer and a Japanese woman. Currently head of Argus’ medical staff,” Lex rolled his eyes.
“Argus? Navy?” Jerry asked confused.
“Let me guess Mr. Taylor,” Lex smiled, “You are working on electronics. You started a new job shortly after you recovered from your brain surgery, moved across the country and have memory loss of earlier in your life.”
“Yes.”
“This is the most extreme version of Witness Protection I have ever seen Lois,” Lex put an arm around the babe in the corset, “I knew you felt bad about helping those whack jobs in the Wonderland Gang, but to you were forced to do that. Isn’t this a rather extreme penance?”
“What could I have done that was that bad?” Jerry asked.
“Well I am sure you heard about those superheroes surrendering themselves to those supervillains,” Lex said as Lois pulled his hand onto her breast, “We thought that you might be back to work making good people into henchmen again.”
“That’s what I did?” Jerry asked in a panic, “I made people evil?”
“No, just the machines that controlled them so others could use them as pawns in evil schemes,” Lex said as Claire fished for a kiss.
“Oh god,” Jerry said in horror, “Will others come for me? More supervillains? The Government?”
“What do we look like?” Lois asked, “Psychics?”
“Err…” Jerry stammered.
“No,” Claire smiled, “We are latex sex kittens! Meow!”
“Do you think someone is using my old work?” Jerry asked, “Please you have to help me!”
“I will,” Lex smiled, “And maybe we can unlock some of that information in your head so we can help cure those Heroines…”
*
“So you ditch one third wheel for another?” the red haired archer shouted.
“I pray I never have half as bad a time picking chicks as you do dad,” Arsenal said to Green Arrow.
“I didn’t pick her,” Green Arrow said from behind the Caddy, “She is hunting me!”
The Red and Green Arrows took advantage of Cupid grabbing arrows and returning them to her quiver to move to different spots in the parking garage.
Fergus watched with glee.
“My she is a fine daughter of Erin,” he rubbed his dirty beard, “For a man to run from a lass like that, such a shame… And here comes his little girls to help him? We can’t have any of that.”
Fergus reached in his bag of tricks and pulled a fine grey powder and tossed pinches of it around the parking garage. Suddenly every car Oliver, Roy, Mia and Cissie got near started honking and flashing it’s lights. Fergus put himself behind Cupid and poured a bottle of pink whisky into her quiver with a chuckle. Carrie “Cupid” Cutter whipped around and looked as the sound of laughter behind her, but she couldn’t see the leprechaun. A Mercedes sounded to her side and she fired off two snap shots. The second one struck the girl in the chest knocking her down, a Hummer on her right called for her attention and Cupid launched another shot hitting the boy in the face. All that mattered was that she and her beloved Green Arrow were together. A Jeep behind her warned her in time, and the other girl was struck in the shoulder.
“You Bitch!” Green Arrow called as he stepped out from behind a minivan.
The arrow hit him in the heart.
“Now we can all be together my love!” Cupid giggled like the Joker and pulled one last arrow from her quiver, “For Eternal love!”
She stabbed herself in the heart… but she just stood there.
“Uh, Am I doing this wrong?” She asked aloud.
“For eternal love,” Arrowette cooed as she stood up.
“For eternal love,” Red Arrow smiled as he came towards Cupid.
“For eternal love,” Speedy sighed at the sight of Cupid.
“For eternal love,” Green Arrow called as he got up.
“Ok,” Cupid said, “Is this one of those dream machine deals back Belrev? Or have I completely lost it and am having a zombie movie hallucination?”
“No Mistress,” the four cooed, “Your arrows have shown us the light, we were always meant to be your love slaves!”
“My love slaves?” Cupid asked.
“Yes,” Green Arrow said, “We are at your beck and called Mistress.”
“Please use us and command us Mistress,” Arrowette started to rubber her crotch as she came towards Cupid.
Behind a vail of magic, Fergus pulled a thorne from his bag of tricks and stuck it in Cupid’s neck. Dark and twisted dreams and desires filled Cupids mind as she regarded her new slaves. In that same instant the magic arrows turned to green mist and were sucked into the fading wounds on the five.
“Lets go slaves,” Cupid smiled, “We have an orgy to kick off in the penthouse!”
“Right this way Mistress,” Green Arrow ushered her to the secrete elevator to the Penthouse of Queen Tower.