The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes of sexual activity. It includes characters that are copyrighted by DC Comics. This story is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of fans and should be considered a parody. No copyright infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the distribution of this story.
Author's Note - The characters in the story are based on those in the original comics (pre 1985) and not any current versions.
All characters in sexual situations are 18+
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Like similar Intergang strongholds across the country, the complex hidden deep in New York's Adirondack Mountains had been designed to hold off a small army if necessary. Or at the very least, hold the legal authorities at bay long enough for the upper hierarchy to be able to make their getaway. After all, ground troops could be easily replaced and were therefore quite expendable.
So it was with considerable dismay that the scientist in charge of the project watched on the monitors as half the security force had been rendered combat ineffective in less than a quarter- hour. Even more disconcerting was the fact that the devastation had been caused not by the theoretical small army, but by five lone individuals. Teenagers actually, members of the famed Teen Titans. Turning the monitors off, the "man in charge" headed for the safety of the main lab and the emergency escape pod hidden within.
If the monitors had still glowed with life, they would've shown a hail of bullets filling the air as a half-dozen troopers turned their weapons on a single target. A tall, pony tailed girl dressed in a loose fitting, sleeveless red blouse emblazoned with a large golden eagle across her ample chest. The rest of her outfit consisted of little more than a very brief pair of blue shorts, decorated with white stars, and red sandals that laced upward to just below the knees of her smooth, bare legs.
The roar of gunfire still echoed in the air as a perplexed look came over each gunman. Despite their often proven marksmanship, not a single shot had hit their target. Instead, faster than the eye could follow, the lethal projectiles had all been deflected by the teenage girl using the matching metal bracelets she wore on each wrist. Dubbed Wonder Girl by the media, her real name was Donna Troy and she had been raised on the hidden island of Themyscira, home of the legendary Amazons. And like her adopted older sister, Diana, possessed all the strengths and talents of those warrior women.
A short distance away, another dark haired teen was sending far larger opponents crashing into the reinforced walls. Born simply Garth in the undersea Kingdom of Atlantis, a lifetime of living under the greater pressures of the ocean depths had given him with strength far out of proportion to his size. Each punch delivered by the blue and red garbed water-breather arrived with greater impact than any heavyweight boxer.
The largest body count so far had been rung up by a gold and red blur that moved too fast to be seen. Only when he briefly stopped to survey his surroundings could Wally West, Kid Flash, be seen. One of the two or three fastest human beings on Earth, the red haired youngster had been disarming Intergang's deadliest with such swiftness that most didn't realized that they'd been so until they tried to pull the trigger on weapons they no longer held in their hands. Then, caught up in the vacuum of his passing, their bodies came crashing together, only their body armor preventing more serious injury as they passed out from either the impact or a momentary lack of oxygen.
On the opposite side of the large entrance chamber, the fourth member of the Titans used a weapon that looked deceptively primitive. Trained in the use of the bow and arrow by Green Arrow himself, the red and gold archer, Speedy to the world and Roy Harper to his friends, sent volley after volley of specially designed arrows into the fray. Arrows whose tips ranged from explosive warheads to ones filled with knockout gas.
The last, but never the least of the Titans, managed to avoid most of the skirmish and instead made his way down the long hallway to the inner chambers. His goal was the same scientist who had watched their progress on the monitors. The junior member of the celebrated team of Batman and Robin, Dick Grayson was the de facto leader of the Titans. Not possessing any super powers of his own, he was nevertheless the glue that held the disparate group together.
For over a month, the Teen Wonder, trained by the World's Greatest Detective, had been following the trail that had led them here. He'd put too much effort into the search to let his quarry escape now.
Racing up the metal staircase that led to the main lab, Robin mentally reviewed the facts of the case in order to anticipate what he might find ahead. A large number of the most wanted underworld figures had simply disappeared from sight over the last year, far too many to be a coincidence. Soon after each disappearance, many of those same criminal organizations had been taken over by previously unknown replacements that had appeared seemingly out of thin air. The various law enforcement agencies had reached a dead end, with one of them turning to the Titans for help.
Passing now abandoned work areas, Robin took in at a glance various equipment he recognized as the sort used to create new identities. A confirmation of what had happened to the hoods that had vanished. That still didn't answer, however, the question of where those most wanted had gone, or who is was that had replaced them in the underworld. Hopefully, he thought as he quickened his pace, the white coated figure that had just disappeared into the room at the end of the hall held the answers.
Batarang in hand as he stepped into the last chamber, Robin was surprised to find that it was another small lab rather than the operating room that he'd expected. He had been sure that the Intergang facility had been designed to use plastic surgery to change the appearance of criminals and allow them to take on the new identities created for them. It was hardly a new scheme, but one he'd never encountered on this scale.
The lab was filled with enough unrecognizable devices to rival S.T.A.R. Labs, and Robin quickly surveyed the room for the shadowy form he had seen seconds before. Taking a few steps into the center of the room, the Teen Wonder caught a motion to his left; a half second before the figure ran out into the open and headed with all speed towards what at first appeared as no more than an empty wall at the back of the chamber.
"You'll never get the chance to use it," Robin cried out, remembering from his research that each Intergang base usually came equipped with a last ditch escape pod.
The figure he'd been chasing stopped and turned, causing Robin to pause, ready to take action against the weapon the scientist would undoubtedly be brandishing. To his surprise, not only was there no weapon, the "man in charge" was hardly what he'd expected either.
Beneath the long, white lab coat was a tall, incredibility beautiful young woman. Long blonde hair was tied back in a bun, but she had a face and body that looked to belong more on a fashion model than a mad scientist.
"I guess they all can't be bald, middle aged men," Robin thought as he again ordered her to surrender.
In response, the woman turned without a word and began to run for the wall once more. Taking off after her, the Titan closed the gap between them with each step.
Reaching the still bare back wall, the scientist again turned to face Robin. He paused a few feet from her, batarang still at the ready in his gloved hand. A broad smile filled her face as if she knew something he didn't.
"It's over," Robin said, taking two steps closer, on the alert for a sudden assault.
"Not quite," the woman said, in a voice that came not from in front of the Teen Wonder, but behind him.
In that second, two things happened almost simultaneously. The woman he'd been chasing simply vanished into thin air. Too late Robin realized she had been a hologram. Less than a heartbeat later, a glass chamber, not much bigger than a phone booth, appeared around the Teen Titan, its walls rising from the floor so quickly that even Kid Flash might've been caught unaware.
Slamming his batarang against the plexiglas wall, it was obvious to Robin that it would take Donna or Garth to shatter whatever this glass was made of.
"Feel free to try and break out." the woman, who was a real life version of the hologram, said as she approached his prison. "But I have to tell you, it's going to take a lot more than that little toy."
"Who are you?" Robin asked.
