Chapter 13
John Hancock Center, Nine's Apartment
"Thank you all for coming," Harry said as he looked around at all the faces at the large table.
Six and Sarah sat on either side of Harry. Hermione sat next to Six. Eight, Nine, and Ella sat next to one another further down the table. Malcolm and Sam sat next to one another. Emily had decided to stay at the LuLoric base for the time being given that Five's true motivations were still in question. Emily didn't know that they knew Five was a spy for sure. Even with just the suspicions it was better to stay hidden. Harry had done his best to even tag the grandparents of those in the Loric resistance. But there were extended family members he hadn't tagged with a portkey. It was best not to give the Mogs targets. Adelina, Crayton, and Henri had remained on the LuLoric base as well. Five sat on one side of Marina.
"Our joining up has been many years in the making. I want to make a toast to all of those lost getting us here," Harry said as he raised his glass.
Each of the Garde had a small glass of wine. The others raised their glasses. "To those lost," Six echoed.
Everyone took a sip.
"We are going to defeat Setrakus Ra and the Mogadorians. They will not have Earth like they took Lorien. We will not let the humans be slaughtered. We will rebuild our people. It will not be an easy war. There is no such thing. It's going to be hard and dirty. But we're going to kick their asses."
"Amen to that," Nine declared as he raised his glass.
Conversation flowed between the various members of the Loric resistance present. But it wasn't quite as free-flowing as in the other universe. In the other universe, the Garde had all told their
stories which Five would likely report to Setrakus Ra. Harry had no desire for their enemy to get their full stories.
Harry came back into the bedroom he shared with his ladies in Nine's penthouse fresh from the shower to find all three sitting on the end of the bed in their nightclothes.
"We know something is bothering you," Hermione said. "We want you to tell us what is," Sarah said.
"Your burden is our burden. We'll persuade you if we need to," Six added with a teasing smile that had a hint of suggestion in it.
Harry sighed and got dressed while thinking of what he wanted to say. Finally he laid down on the bed and immediately was cuddled by all three of his partners.
"Normally my visions of the other world pretty in-sync with the timeline of this world. I received a vision that was quite a bit further in the future. It'll be easier to show you," Harry said.
All sound to and from the room cut off as Harry exercised his power. Then a scene of somewhere else on Earth began playing in the air above them. It was the Everglades. Five, Six, Marina, Eight, and Nine were all present. Pretty early into the scene Five revealed he was a lot stronger than he let on. He sucker punched Six, knocking her out of the fight before she had even realized it had begun. He wrapped one of his rubbery extending arms around Nine and proceeded to start drowning Nine. Five controlled a Mogadorian beast that had three alligator- like heads and was a very powerful foe. They watched as Five revealed the extent of his brainwashing. When Five's Cepan Albert had passed away from illness the Mogs had come across Five at a very early age. They had a long time to work on him. He truly believed in Setrakus Ra and Mogadorian progress.
Harry and his ladies watched as Nine kept on running his mouth off in the vision. Even after it seemed like Marina might be reaching Five verbally, Nine had to say something worse. Five flew at Nine intending to run Nine through with an arm-mounted blade weapon from his chest. Eight teleported in the way and was killed. Marina experienced a new legacy that let her summon ice. She impaled Five's foot and took his eyes before the Mogs showed up.
"Fuck," Six swore when the vision ended.
"No wonder you've been so upset," Sarah said. "When did you get this vision?"
"Last night," Harry admitted. "Five is going to experience visions tonight of the destruction of Lorien. He's going to live it from the perspective of some of those who died on Lorien."
"That may be enough to at least shake him from his faith in Mogadorian Progress," Hermione said. "Setrakus Ra makes Hitler look positively friendly. It's pretty darn insidious how he has handled Five."
"Our Nine struggles with his tendencies to run his mouth off. But he doesn't seem nearly as bad as the Nine in that other universe," Six noted.
"Marina has been a great influence on him," Sarah admitted. "So what do we do about Five?" Six asked.
"I'm ready to use Dreynen on him at a moment's notice. I'm still trying to figure it out. There has to be a reason I had this vision so early," Harry said. "I don't want to kill him. We can't afford to lose another Garde. I'm certainly not going to let him kill Eight or Nine or any of us."
"Poor Ella," Sarah said.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Ella has been very friendly with Nine thinking he was the Garde meant for her," Hermione explained.
"Since the rest of us are paired up," Six added.
"He still might be. He just needs quite a bit de-programming first. Luckily she can afford to wait," Harry said.
The ladies exchanged a look and all started distracting their man from his worries with the best tool in their arsenal. Harry happily lost himself to their attentions.
"I've had some memories resurface," Malcolm announced.
Malcolm had shown up at the door of the quarters Harry shared with his ladies while they had been eating breakfast.
"Come in," Harry invited. Hermione, Sarah, and Six looked up from their food. "Can I get you something to eat or drink?"
"No. I'm fine. Thank you," Malcolm said.
"Have a seat," Harry said as he telekinetically pulled up a stool from the bar. The table in the eating area of their quarters was a four-seater.
"What were these memories about?" Six asked while noticing how agitated Malcolm appeared. "Pitticus Lore," Malcolm said which brought all of their attention immediately upon them.
Hermione had summoned the spirit of Pittacus Lore for all the good it had done them. Pitticus had been very cryptic obviously not wanting to interfere much in current events for some reason. Pitticus kept glancing at Harry with a cautious or concerned look. It was possible that Pitticus knew Harry wasn't entirely from their universe.
"Go on," Hermione prompted.
"I used to send out transmissions trying to contact alien lifeforms. One night Pitticus showed up at my door wounded and rambling. He displayed a legacy by growing taller before my eyes," Malcolm explained. "He explained his injuries were caused by a hostile alien race that would soon be coming to Earth. He told me he wouldn't survive the night. Some of the details of what he told me are still a little fuzzy. But it was then that he asked me to prepare a group of humans to receive you helping you and your Cepans go on the run. One part I do remember is Pitticus telling me each of your chest would contain something called Phoenix stones. They weren't actually stone-shaped I don't think. He said they were taken from the heart of Lorien and once returned would help jump-start the planet's ecosystem."
"That tracks with what Henri said," Six said. "He already helped us catalog what was in our chests."
"It sounds like the Phoenix stones should be returned to Lorien as soon as the transporter waypoint reaches Lorien," Sarah suggested.
"I'd rather wait until the Mog threat is contained. Otherwise they could just go back and raid Lorien again for resources. Hopefully the Mogs are dealt with by the time the waypoint reaches Lorien," Harry said. "Is the report you and Adam have been compiling on Mog society almost complete?"
"We'll have it done and to you later today," Malcolm responded. "Thank you," Harry said.
Malcolm left.
Harry's Private Room
Harry had invited his ladies into his private room so they could go over the report.
"So we've got the vat born Mogs who we've been fighting," Six began as she looked over the report. "They're disposable soldiers grown through the science brought by Setrakus Ra. They
can't pass for humans. Then you've got the Trueborn Mogs that are actually born from two Mogs the old-fashioned way. They look closer to human."
"That about sums it up. What I can't get over is how Setrakus Ra has completely taken over their society and rewritten their history. Adam said the younger generation isn't even sure the history in Setrakus Ra's book of Mogadorian progress is even remotely true," Hermione said. "It says the Mogs were dying and suffering genetic issues until Setrakus Ra showed up to save them with his science," Hermione said.
"True or not it seems most younger Mogs buy into it or are at least smart enough to claim they buy into it," Sarah pointed out. "They'd likely be killed if they didn't."
"Number One pretty much made it so Adam couldn't ignore it," Six said.
The Mogs had tried using the same machines they tried to use to extract memories from Malcolm to try to copy the memories from One's corpse over to Adam. With it they got a lot more than they bargained for. Adam saw his people in a new light after witnessing her memories and feeling the emotions tied to them. Somehow Adam ended up with one of the legacies Number One possessed and a newfound appreciation for the Loric. Adam had freed Malcolm from Ashwood Estates where Adam had been living with his parents. Adam was the son of a Mogadorian general. They spent some more time talking over the report before splitting up.
Six's Private Room
"This is what I'm talking about," Six said with a happy sigh as she laid cuddled against his right side on their love seat.
They were currently in Six's private room. The time dilation was set so that a minute to the outside world was an hour within the room. Harry could spend two minutes a day in here which translated to two hours. Then he would step outside this room's time dilation and go to Hermione's private room for the same amount of time. Six would either stay in her room for longer if she felt like it getting some alone time or go do something else. He would then repeat the process with Sarah. He was capable of conjuring up copies of himself to do it simultaneously. But he found doing it this way felt better.
"I know what you mean," Harry said, enjoying having his gorgeous lover pressed against his side.
Sometimes they would watch a movie or television show together via the holoprojector in the room. Other times they would do their own thing. Couples on Earth would use a phone or a laptop to entertain themselves in such a situation. Harry and Six didn't need them. Their neural links to the base computers allowed them to control personalized holographic projections. If they wanted to, they could even make it so only they could see their personal holo-projection
because the neural link could slightly alter the frequency of light they could see. The neural link already fed them any audio they wanted to hear so that it didn't interrupt their partner.
"Time dilation and these private rooms are the best thing ever. You have brilliant ideas," Six said as she slowly played with the hair on his abdomen.
Harry right hand was currently occupied slowly playing with Six's butt. He loved the time he could just spend holding her ass while they chatted and did their thing surfing the internet.
"Why thank you," Harry said. "What time did you want to go visit the kids?"
"We can do it after you finish with Sarah," Six said. "I talked with her and Hermione about it. It's easiest to just do it after our alone time with you. We get so much more done when we work up here thanks to the time dilation."
Harry, Hermione, and Six spent at minimum an hour a day visiting with their children. Even though Sarah's parents were raising the children, it was agreed their parents should be involved as much as possible.
"Sounds like a plan," Harry said. "I can't get over how fast they are growing." "They are growing fast," Six agreed. "And they are growing powerful."
The two continued to talk as Six's hand on his stomach gradually began to shift lower. He could tell Six was getting frisky. Playing with her butt often did that to her. Of course Sarah and Hermione were the same way when he fed a little magic into his hand. They didn't have sex every day. But it was most days. Six liked having sex the most often. There would be a couple of days a week she went without while other days she sometimes wanted it more than once a day. Hermione liked sex the next most often. Sarah had the slowest libido out of the three women. But even that wasn't saying much because she still wanted it pretty regularly. Between the three Harry never went a day without.
Six internally mused on how wonderful her life had become since the man she loved had walked into it. Before him she had been always alone, always on the run, always fighting. Now in this refuge he had created for them she could truly let her guard down. She could completely relax. The feeling of power she felt within him, of calm steady potential ready to do violence at a moment's notice, made her feel safe. More than that it also tended to turn her on. Making babies with this man, her Harry, was not a chore at all. She was done talking for now. It was time to occupy her mouth with something else.
She kissed her way down his body while telekinetically undoing his pants. The groan he made saying her name when her mouth found him was music to her ears. No more talking for now.
Begin Smut Scene (Warning Much Anal Inside)
Harry groaned approvingly as his dick slid to and from Hermione's glistening asshole. The lubrication spell which was a favorite of theirs caused her rectal ring to glisten in the soft light of her private room. She was currently standing fully bending over just slightly leaning against a cushioned piece of furniture transfigured for the purpose of supporting her. Hermione knew how much he loved this position while butt-fucking her. They had already been screwing in this position for half an hour. Before that he had filled her pussy full of his first creamy load of the session with her. She had climaxed screaming upon his cock as he pumped her full of his seed.
"Fuck Harry...you're so deep in my ass," Hermione husked with a throaty tone. "That's it baby. Enjoy my bum all you want whenever you want."
One of the best things about fucking Hermione in Harry's opinion was how he never felt rushed to cum. He could just take as much time to screw her as he liked. He enjoyed nice long shags. Her rectal muscles clenched around his girth, pulling at his length as he drew out of her before relaxing as he drove his length back into her needy guts. His groin bounced off the cushion of her rump. His hands held her hips tightly. His gaze drank in the smooth curves of her back. She wasn't as muscled as Six. But her form was lean and familiar. He had spent many hours staring at that back as he enjoyed her rump. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder at him with a heated look. His testicles swung back and forth bouncing off of her cunny each time he bottomed out in her ass. He literally couldn't get enough of her buttery bowels pulling at his sausage.
"I will," Harry said. "This ass is mine."
"That's right, to use whenever you want," Hermione encouraged.
Hermione knew how much the idea of free-use got Harry going. The idea of being able to use a woman for sexual gratification whenever a man wanted was a serious kink for Harry. It was why whenever possible she tried to not turn down his advanced for sex. The only times she turned him down were if she wasn't feeling well. Even when on her period she often let Harry bugger her. There was something about bending over for Harry and letting him slide his sausage between her buns that filled a very naughty part of Hermione Granger. She had always been the prim and proper perfect student. If only her teachers knew that Hermione loved having her ass fucked. She gasped and clutched at the bench she was bent over. She purposefully squeezed her rectal muscles clenching around Harry's length. She had been in his mind enough while he was screwing her to know how good that felt upon his shaft. Just then she had cut off the flow of feeling from Harry. If she didn't they would be cumming in an endless loop from feedback. She knew how much Harry wanted to slowly screw her butt. The feel of his magic focused by his mind on her cunny gradually pleasuring her was enough for her. He was constantly edging her with the magic he had focused in her pussy. Hermione's thighs were soaked with a combination of her juices mixed with his seed.
"You look bloody gorgeous standing there bent over taking my dick Hermione," Harry said with a growl. "I wish we had others watching you take my dick in your butt."
"You want other men to see what you've got and they don't. You want them to watch you claiming my asshole that they wish they could have. You want them to wish they were you. I want other women to see the hard cock that is mine along with the gorgeous man it is attached to," Hermione said before biting her lip at a particular surge of pleasure.
The two were silent for a few minutes as they just enjoyed the nice slow ass-fuck. It was Hermione who again broke the silence.
"I know why you really want an audience. Imagine it if you inject your hot load deep in my ass. Then when you pull out one of the ladies watching sucks your dick clean while another tries getting your load out of my butt with her mouth. You'd like that wouldn't you," Hermione purred even as she felt Harry's shaft throbbing inside of her with her mental imagery. Hermione was thinking of how she could use her developing metamorphmagus abilities to be another woman and the one who sucked his dick clean as another woman. She hadn't yet told him about the metamorphmagus abilities. "I'd like that too," Hermione said.
"Teasing wench," Harry said before he gave into his urge to taste her.
Harry cast a cleaning charm on Hermione's cunt before casting a particular spell. To Harry it felt like Hermione's pussy was now against his mouth. To Hermione it felt like Harry's tongue was now lapping at her pussy. He hungrily began to eat her snatch while never stopping thrusting his hard length deep into her backside. The pace of his buggering began to pick up. The meaty smack-smack-smack sound of his groin bouncing off her perfect butt filled the room. Hermione began to gasp and cry out as the intensity of what she was feeling increased exponentially. Within a few minutes of the first time his tongue touched her pussy she was right on the edge of release.
"Fuck...I'm cumming. Oh fuck. Pump your hot load deep into my ass Harry. Please," Hermione begged. "I want to feel you throbbing inside of me as you cum."
Harry gripped her hips tightly and drove his dick home in her asshole with five quick thrusts. Then his shaft was injected her bowels with every bit of semen he had left in him. Ecstasy surged through them both as her rectal muscles clenched and released at his shaft, trying to extract every drop. Hermione opened herself up to the sensations he was feeling. Telepathically she experienced what her own ass felt like upon his cock as if it was her own dick. She felt his attraction to her as he saw her losing herself upon his cock. The knowledge that his beautiful Hermione so completely let herself go upon his dick was intoxicatingly erotic for Hermione. His magic pumped into her body mingling with hers making her feel safe, loved, and desired. Hermione was being claimed by a burgeoning godling. She screamed in pleasure as her pussy erupted with her nectar spraying out of her. She gasped, groaned, and shook as she climaxed with her lover.
Hermione don't know when her mind came back to her. But she became aware some time later as she lay in their love seat with Harry spooning her from behind. His dick was still inside of her semi-soft slowly growing softer. Harry was holding her firmly against his front. She fit perfectly against him.
"That was incredible. Thank you Hermione," Harry said.
"Thank you, Harry," Hermione replied. "I feel the same."
The two lovers held each other and eventually drifted off to sleep together. End Smut Scene
John Hancock Center, Nine's Penthouse
Harry and the other Garde gathered in the lecture hall of the penthouse to catalog the contents of their chests.
"We'll go through our chests one at a time cataloging items. If we know what it does we'll say so. Otherwise we'll just take notes," Harry said.
"Sounds good to me," Nine agreed.
Those that had chests had been warned by Harry that the contents had been temporarily replaced with less impressive Loric artifacts.
Flashback
"Why are we putting out fake contents?" Eight asked.
"You don't trust Five," Marina surmised.
"Let's just say we are being cautious," Six answered.
"I knew there was something off about that hobbit," Nine muttered.
"No insulting him," Six replied.
"I don't think the true contents of our chests should be written down in anyplace that isn't a Loric computer system for now," Harry said.
End Flashback
The others had gone along with it. Harry had created copies of some of the more well known Loric tools. The Elders had put some of the more exotic Loric artifacts into the chests of their heirs. Five didn't need to see that. If it got back to Setrakus Ra as a former Elder, he would likely know what each item was. This was especially true for the Phoenix Stones in their chests. One of Adam's missions was to try to locate the contents of the chests for Numbers One through
Three if they were still in existence. Lorien could probably be jump started using the remaining phoenix stones. But if they could be found it would be helpful.
Malcolm took notes for the mostly fake artifacts more for show.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked Six after he had made sure their bedroom door was secure with a silencing charm.
Harry had pulled Six into their bedroom when he noticed she was looking at Five oddly.
"Sorry," Six said with a blush. "I...I'm just really struggling knowing that Five is a spy and interacting with him normally. I keep wondering how he could possibly betray his people."
"He's been brainwashed or trained to believe a certain viewpoint. It was pretty easy to do I'm sure given how young and impressionable he was. If his first encounter with Mogs was not hostile he may not have seen Mogs commit violence against others until he was much older. Setrakus Ra could have eased him into it," Harry said.
"I hadn't thought of that. It's so insidious. Setrakus could have turned him against his own people easily then," Six said.
"Five may not even see it as turning against his people. Remember that Setrakus Ra is Loric," Harry pointed out. "Five might see Setrakus Ra as some sort of father figure."
"That's so twisted," Six said. "What are we going to do with him?"
"I've been giving that a lot of thought. Obviously the Elder's solution with rogue members of their own kind was to try to kill him. That didn't work. We are at the point that we need every member of our species we can get. If Setrakus Ra wasn't so irredeemable I might even consider him. I've been toying with the idea of cloning Five to start over training his clone and putting the original in a form of stasis," Harry said.
"I never considered that. Too bad you couldn't copy over everything that makes Five him except his memories of living with Mogs," Six said. Harry was silent for several moments as he thought that over. Six knew her lover well. "Or can you?"
"I can't destroy the memories in the original without making him even more unstable. They are far too integrated with his personality. But selected copying of memories is a different story," Harry mused. "This definitely will take some thinking. If we could have a copy of Five with none of his Mog experiences we would have his genetic material in the gene pool."
"So," Six began with a smile. "Do I get a reward for my good idea?" "What would you like?" Harry asked.
"I can think of a few things," Six said while wrapping her arms around his neck and drawing him down into a kiss.
LuLoric Base, Harry and Hermione's Lab
"Welcome to the Phoenix lab," Hermione said as she led Sarah and Six into the offshoot from their main lab.
The passage into the offshoot of the lab that was accessed to a vanishing doorway similar to Platform 9 3⁄4.
"What is this place?" Sarah asked. "I'm assuming the name has meaning?" She said as she and Six looked around at the large lab which had several human sized tubes and a lot of equipment they didn't recognize.
Sarah and Six were getting used to dimensional expansion in the rooms on the base.
"It does," Harry confirmed. "This is the project to clone all of the Garde should we die."
"I didn't realize it was so far along," Six said in surprise.
"Well when we realized the risk the Loric species was in we put a rush on it. Harry and I constructed this under time dilation," Hermione explained.
"Well don't keep us in suspense," Sarah said. "Give us the highlights."
"Each of the test tubes you see is capable of using a time dilation field to rapidly grow a full sized clone of one of the Garde. It takes about an hour for the growth process. Each night your full memories are scanned when you go to sleep. A copy of all your memories exists within this room and two others like it. One facility is on a moon further out in the solar system. The other facility is on a small space station outside of the Kuiper belt," Harry explained.
"But you told Sam you couldn't transfer a consciousness," Sarah pointed out. "They aren't transfers are they. They are memory copies only," Six surmised. Harry and Hermione exchange a look.
"You owe me $5," Harry told Hermione.
At the look from the other two Hermione said, "Harry bet me $5 that one of you would figure it out before we told you. They are indeed simply copies of memories. It's not an ideal solution.
But for now it would make sure that a Garde's contribution to the gene pool would not be lost should they die."
"I can see why you don't want to implement this as a first resort," Sarah said. "So is this where we're going to get an un-brainwashed copy of Five?" Six said.
"It is," Harry confirmed. "We had to modify some of the protocols. We decided that Clone-Five would get a copy of all of Five's memories. We are going to partition the memories of Mogadorian indoctrination off so that Five can access them without them seeming like part of his own memories. They will also have no emotional context like his other memories. I've added some of my own memories of encounters with the Mogs over the years and the horrors they committed on Lorien to help."
"You're thinking of using him as a spy," Six guessed. "Yes. We can use him against the Mogs," Harry answered.
"We have also been considering another possibility. The vision of Eight's murder by Five presents us with an opportunity. We were thinking of using Clone-Five to fake Eight's death so that we have a Garde who can operate without the Mogadorians being aware of him," Hermione explained.
"That's brilliant," Sarah admitted.
"If we are going that route it should be me whose death we fake since I can become invisible and will make a better undercover agent," Six suggested.
"We discussed that," Hermione said. "The cloaking ability on our transports combined with you charging a Xitharis stone for Eight with your invisibility Legacy renders that point moot. We think it would be best to stick with Eight."
"You just have to convince the others of this plan," Sarah pointed out.
"We think they will go along with it," Harry said. "Ok the chamber is ready. Commencing clone creation now."
As the others watched on one of the tubes had a visible ripple of energy flow over it as the temporal field took effect. They watched over the next hour as a full sized clone of Five rapidly grew inside the chamber.
"That's more than I ever wanted to see of Five," Six said as the process neared physical completion.
"He doesn't quite compare does he," Sarah said while glancing at Harry.
"Nobody does girl. Nobody does," Hermione said with a fond smile.
Harry would be lying if he didn't admit it felt good to hear his ladies talking about him like that. The growth process finished. Then over what felt like several minutes to those watching but was actually hours inside the memories were implanted. The transparent tube Clone-Five was in hissed open when it was done. Clone-Five opened his eyes. He stepped out of the tube and scanned the room with his eyes. Harry telekinetically floated over a set of clothes. Clone-Five dressed quickly.
"Do you know what you are?" Hermione asked.
"I do," Clone-Five said. "I have all of my predecessor's memories. He has been holding back on you, a lot."
"We figured as much," Harry said. "Do you have objections to what we have planned?"
Clone-Five did not answer right away. Harry and Hermione would be lying if they said they weren't a little nervous. They had created an entirely new sentient being. He could choose to accept or reject what they had done.
"I do not," Clone-Five admitted. "I may not be an original Loric. But I am certainly Loric. With the memories you have shared I feel the same about the Mogadorians as you do. I will help."
"Thank you," Harry said.
LuLoric Base, Strategic Meeting Room 1 "Thank you all for coming," Harry said.
"Dude, you abducted us out of our beds," Nine pointed out. "It isn't like we really had a choice."
Marina exchanged a look with Six. Nine had been looking to get lucky that night. He was just a little sore about that point.
"Whatever they wanted was obviously important since we are under time dilation. Are we finally going to learn why you don't trust Five?" Eight asked.
"Yes," Six said. "You aren't going to like it."
Harry projected up the vision of Eight's death in the other universe. When it finished Eight was shocked. Luna was holding his hand comfortingly. Nine looked horrified and kept glancing at Eight. Marina looked incredibly pale.
"That...that isn't going to happen here is it?" Ella asked.
"We certainly hope not," Harry said. "We have taken measures."
Henri, Crayton, Adelina, Sam, and Emily had been sitting quietly on one side of the room.
"All of you gave samples of your genetic material for a cloning project," Hermione said. "We have been trying to figure out a good way to deal with Five without losing his genetic material from the efforts to save the Loric species. As you know from our briefing the clones may have your memories. But it isn't actually your soul, just a copy of all your memories in a new being. This is New-Five," Hermione explained as a hologram showed what looked like Five down on Earth walking through some large city looking around.
"You cloned Five," Marina said surprised. "To what end?"
"New-Five is a little different. Actually he's a lot different," Harry said. "He has all of Five's memories. But only the memories from before the Mogadorians got ahold of Five have any emotional content to them. The memories after that have no emotion to them. They don't seem to him like his memories. He'll need them if he is to convince the Mogs," Harry explained.
"You mean to have him as a double agent," Nine said. "That's smart."
"We took other precautions. Harry gave him memories of his encounters with Mogs over the years along with memories of what was done on Lorien," Hermione added.
Luna had her head tilted to one side and said, "Unless you put in commands to follow your lead that still wouldn't be enough to guarantee he sided with our cause. How did he react when you woke him up?"
"He said that he may not be an original Loric. But he was still Loric and supported us," Six summarized.
"So what...do we just kill Five and replace him?" Eight asked quietly.
"Despite what Five did in that other reality we still hope to redeem him some day. He will be kept in a cell on one of the moon's in the solar system. It will have Dreynen properties which will neutralize his abilities," Harry said. "We were hoping to discuss a plan of rehabilitation. We will need a little time to set up the cell and the plan. We still have a little while before the vision of the other world. We also wanted to give New-Five time to adjust to being his own person."
"We thought it might be best to play out a faked version of the scene we just saw with New Five. If we fake Eight's death he is one less Garde the Mogs will be expecting," Six said. "I can charge up a Xitharis stone with my invisibility legacy for whenever we need to go into action."
Six was looking at Eight as she spoke. He was silent for several moments.
"I don't mind that," Eight admitted.
"That's brilliant too," Nine said. "It will cement New-Five's cover."
"I would be happy to visit Five and speak to him. I don't know how much talking will do," Henri said.
"I can visit him as well and use my abilities to help," Luna volunteered.
Harry and Hermione exchanged a look and knew Luna was talking about Legilimency. She was very good at Legilimency and memory modification.
"We appreciate that," Hermione said.
Even with Luna's abilities it would be a long time before anyone trusted Five.
"Please just try not to give away what we feel towards Five until we are ready to take him. We debated not telling you at all before we replaced him. But we decided you all had a right to know," Harry said.
The meeting broke up after that. Those who were living at the John Hancock center for the moment returned there.
"Five just violated his contract," Hermione sent to Harry from where she stood next to Harry, Six, and Sarah.
Harry could tell the others had heard her as well. It seemed Five had revealed information to others, likely that fake report Malcolm had left exposed to Five. The group was on the roof of the John Hancock Center after the rest of the Garde went back inside. They had been brought up here because BK and Olivia had been going crazy with the antler that had been obtained from Eight's chest. The antler was one of the few real artifacts that had been left in the chests during the cataloguing. It was a chimaera totem. BK and Olivia had used the totem to try calling the others of their kind.
"It's a good thing he wasn't allowed to see legitimate information," Six thought.
A dark shadow swooped down to the roof. Harry and Six both reached out with their telekinesis
latching onto the dark figure. Harry's lumen flared on lighting up their captive. "Hold on. It's just me," Five shouted.
"What were you doing out flying?" Harry asked as Five was slowly lowered to the rooftop held in the iron grip of two of the most powerful Garde.
"It's something I do at night just to practice," Five said. "I'm getting better."
"For future reference it might be a good idea to let others know you are going out and about," Six said.
The tone Harry and Six maintained was non-confrontational. It would be suspicious if they didn't challenge Five. The truth was in a short time it really wouldn't matter.
"Noted," Five said.
Five walked down into the building. Harry and his ladies were silent as they all absorbed the scene that had happened in the other universe which Harry had shared with them. It was nothing life shattering. Yet it was interesting. The Sarah Hart and John Smith of that universe hadn't yet had sex. Just when it seemed like they would they were interrupted by Six about BK. In that universe Olivia wasn't with them anymore, having been killed in Spain.
"The me over there just needs to go down on John when he is asleep," Sarah declares mentally.
"That would do it," Hermione agreed. "No excuses would come up if she did that. They are both being quite dumb. They are living in war times. Putting it off because it doesn't feel like the right time is very stupid."
"I know you want to influence that universe as little as possible. But would helping that along really be that bad?" Six asked Harry.
"I suppose it wouldn't," Harry confirmed.
The Other Universe
Sarah and John had just re-entered their room after returning from the roof. She thought the moment from earlier had been lost with the distraction. But then the thought popped into her head of just pushing John back onto the bed and using her mouth on him. Without either of them being aware of it a time dilation field sprang up around the room they were in. Time would pass faster inside the field relative to the rest of the universe. Thanks to Harry they would now enjoy several uninterrupted hours their time. Sarah pushed John back on the bed expecting to be interrupted. They seemed to have the worst luck. Her mind changed as she got her mouth upon her boyfriend.
Back in Harry's Universe
"It worked," Sarah said happily as she watched a vision of her other self with that Sarah's boyfriend.
They were back in their room.
"That it did," Hermione agreed. "Now hopefully they'll be less dumb." "At least for a short while maybe," Six agreed.
Sarah laid entwined with her boyfriend, John, her new lover. Their first time had been alright. Their second time had been much better. She felt much closer to him. He seemed pretty darn pleased. She was glad the waiting was over. She hoped sex would become a frequent part of their relationship from now on. John was thinking similar thoughts. Unknown to either of them was that pulling out didn't work so well with John's Loric physiology. By the time he pulled out Sarah Hart was already carrying his child.
Nine's Penthouse, Lecture Hall
All members of the Garde were gathered in the lecture hall to train.
"Capture the flag with simple rules," Nine began. "You have to bring the other team's flag back to your side while holding it at all times. That means no telekinesis to pick up the flag. And no teleporting it back to your side."
"Sounds simple enough," Six said. "Who are the captains?" "Harry and I," Nine answered.
"Let's get to picking. I'll start with Six," Harry said.
Nine chose Eight with his first pick. Luna and Hermione were not participating in the exercise. Harry ended up choosing Five because as the leader he felt it only right that the traitor be handled by him. Nine chose Marina. Harry then chose Sarah. Nine chose BK. Harry chose Olivia. Nine chose Sam. Ella joined Harry's team. Emily joined Nine's team.
The teams then went to the opposite ends of the room for a strategy session. "I can go invisible right away and go for their flag," Six suggested.
"That's what they will expect," Harry pointed out. "What if instead you stayed back near our flag invisible and countered when they send Eight over to go for the flag."
"I can do that," Six agreed.
"I will take on Nine," Five said.
"You're sure you can handle him?" Six asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I can," Five assured.
Further strategy was discussed for a few minutes before Malcolm called out, "Are both sides ready?"
Malcolm was planning to run the lectern which controlled the obstacles within the lecture hall. Malcolm got an affirmative as both teams formed up in lines. He pressed some controls. Sections of floor rose up to provide cover. Several medicine balls on chains swung out from the ceiling. Small jets of smoke blew out of sections of the wall.
"Begin," Malcolm shouted.
Harry's bracelet immediately deployed its shield to block blaster fire from Sam and Emily. The Mogadorian blasters used in the training exercise had been adjusted to be non-lethal. They still wouldn't tickle. Six immediately went invisible. Nine charged straight for Harry. He was intercepted mid-leap by a metallic Five. The two crashed against one wall of the lecture hall.
Meanwhile, Hermione and Luna were standing against the wall near the lectern silently observing. Hermione had cast a spell which didn't block all sound, merely attenuated the volume so it was much quieter.
"This is exciting," Luna said. "No offense, but I'm rooting for Eight's team." "Naturally," Hermione said. "And I'm rooting for Harry's team."
"It feels very odd to be rooting against Harry Potter," Luna admitted dreamily.
Hermione grinned. Even though Luna had been a claw in school she had still rooted for her friend over her house team. Suddenly Luna seemed to lose focus on the conversation and just watch the fight between the two teams. Hermione became aware of a powerful magical presence standing next to her. She turned to her left and found Harry standing next to her. At the same time she saw him fighting in capture the flag. Her observant mind noticed the subtle differences.
"How will you not be noticed?" Hermione asked Subconscious-Harry.
"The most powerful Notice-Me-Not we've ever heard of," Subconscious-Harry answered. "What brings you here?" Hermione asked.
"I need to vent off some power," Subconscious-Harry admitted.
"What...here...now?" Hermione said in surprise. "Even with a Notice-Me-Not you don't think someone will notice you bending me over or pinning me to the wall?"
"They won't," Harry assured.
"How are you even able to manifest with your body in the middle of battle?" Hermione asked.
"I am more than my physical form. Becoming a god remember," Subconscious-Harry pointed out.
"Right," Hermione said.
Begin Smut Scene
Hermione moaned into the kiss as Harry stepped into her personal space and kissed her. She quickly returned the kiss. His right hand cupped her crotch. She found herself instantly growing wet as his magic flowed into her core. They kissed for a few moments. Then he broke the kiss and stepped behind her. His hands were on her rump. Suddenly a hand rail appeared before Hermione. She got the idea and gripped onto it, bending over just slightly. Magic undid her jeans. Then she found her jeans and panties sliding down over her hips. Hermione only had a moment to recognize the feeling of the tip of his dick against her pussy lips. Then he was pressing forward sliding his shaft into her quim. Hermione groaned not fearing anyone hearing her. Luna was standing right next to them and didn't seem to notice as Harry sheathed his tool fully in her pussy.
"Fuck," Hermione swore. "You are bloody big."
"Why thank you," Harry purred as he leaned over her and took a nibble at her ear. "You are wonderfully tight around my cock. You my dear were made to take my dick."
She felt Harry draw his length back until only the tip was inside of her. Then he thrust forward driving himself right back into her body. His groin met her rump with a meaty smacking sound. He repeated the process. Hermione closed her eyes momentarily to drink in the sensation of being dicked. Then she opened her eyes and watched the battle going on before her suddenly shift into incredibly slow motion. It was like everyone else was barely moving.
"Time dilation. I want to enjoy your pussy. You're so damn gorgeous my dear. I love it when you let me bend you over whenever I want and spear your hot pussy," Harry purred.
Hermione shivered as she felt his immense magical energy injected directly into her womanly core. She definitely knew she was being fucked by a fledgling godling. It was intoxicating. She felt his hands upon her hips as he casually pumped away at her quim. Hermione wasn't sure how long he took her there bent over slightly in the lecture hall. But when he finally pumped his seed deep into her pussy flooding her womb, she noticed the fight was much further along. The
physical Harry had the opposite team's flag back on his side. Hermione meanwhile had been cumming her brains out on Subconscious-Harry's dick, her squeezing kegel muscles trying to milk every drop out of his thick sausage.
After they had gradually come down from their climaxes he had stood her back up. She turned her head and met his mouth in a loving kiss.
"Until next time gorgeous," Subconscious-Harry whispered before with a pulse of magical power into her pussy that nearly took her off her feet he was gone.
Hermione reached down and drew back up her panties and pants. She knew from previous encounters that while it felt like he had actually physically cum inside of her all she would find as residue was pure magic. She felt more energized than if she had drunk ten cups of coffee. The small railing she had braced herself against vanished along with the effects of the time dilation.
End Smut Scene
Luna seemed to come back to herself and said, "Are you alright Hermione? You look quite flushed."
"I'm great Luna," Hermione assured. "Thank you for asking." "Great job everyone," Harry called to both teams.
Despite the fact that one team had lost everyone still seemed in high spirits. There was a lot of smiling going on. Everyone broke up to go get cleaned up. Six and Sarah both took one of Harry's hands and led him towards their bedroom. The moment they were inside, he transported them back to the larger shower in the LuLoric base bedroom.
"It made me so hot to see you take charge like that," Six purred as she activated the controls for the shower with her neural link and stripped her sports bra off over her head.
"Me too," Sarah said as she likewise stripped before kissing Harry.
Begin Smut Scene
Six dropped to her knees before Harry while pulling down his pants.
"I'm very ripe down there Six," Harry warned. "We were just in a battle." Six fixed him with a heated gaze and said, "I'm aware."
She licked up the underside of his cock several times flattening her tongue against his rigid flesh. Harry moaned as Sarah leaned down and wrapped her lips around his tip. His hands went gently
to Sarah's head as the two beauties bathed his dick with their tongues. This lasted a few minutes before Six rose up.
"I can't stand it anymore. I need fucked," Six declared.
She pulled Harry by his dick into the shower, put her hands on the railing inside, and stuck her butt out towards him. Harry didn't need asking twice. He moved behind her. It was Sarah who came up beside him, took his shaft in her hand, and guided it to Six's gash. Harry and Six both let out dual groans of pleasure as he sank into her folds. Six bit her lip and let out a moan as she felt her lover stretching her insides. It only took him a few strokes to bury his bone fully within her. She felt his groin against her rump. Then Sarah's hand was on her clit slowly stroking it.
Sarah was kissing Harry hungrily. She was playing with Six's clit and feeling thanks to Harry's telepathy like it was her impaled on his shaft and like it was her clit being stimulated. Sarah suddenly felt a dual sensation of clitoral stimulation because someone was manipulating her clit telekinetically. It was Six. Meanwhile both ladies felt as Harry started steadily pumping Six's pussy. The water cascaded over them as she took his cock. Thrust after thrust caused his groin to slap meatily against her toned butt and thighs.
"You look so gorgeous being fucked by him," Sarah purred while taking a break from kissing Harry.
Harry was drinking in the sight of the slim Six being shafted by his tool. He could tell how much she was enjoying this. He was enjoying it just as much. He let his hands slip over her body from her hips to her well-muscled back. He couldn't get enough of the sight of her, the scent of her. Sarah meanwhile had decided to begin bathing them both. She took a loofa and body wash to begin soaping them up. It was oddly erotic. She took her time as they fucked. Her hands and lips wandered freely. They weren't sure how much time later. But eventually both ladies sensed Harry getting closer as his prick became hyper sensitive. It swelled within Six's core.
"Fuck...cum in me," Six groaned. "I'm going to cum around your cock."
It was actually Six who began cumming first. She shuddered and shook as her sleeve clenched and pulled at Harry's length, trying to milk his release. She got it. His seed surged deep into her pussy directly into her womb. If she hadn't been wearing her bracelet she would have been impregnated. Six shuddered through a powerful climax as Harry injected her full of his hot load.
Eventually Harry drew out of Six, and Sarah's mouth was immediately upon his shaft. He never went soft. Her mouth made sure of it. When Sarah was satisfied with his state, she stood and wrapped her arms around him. He pinned her against the reinforced shower wall and got her time impaled upon Harry's shaft. Sarah too came screaming upon Harry's rigid weapon as he pumped another load into her.
End Smut Scene