Omega Earth, AIM,
"Em!"
Emma turned around, a pair of sexy red-heads arms wrapped themselves around her, the soft lips that took hers. She moaned, stepped back, putting her hand against her office table as the redhead passionately, vigorously kissed her.
She turned the redhead over, putting her on the table, cupping her neck, madly kissing her back. Her hands traced down from the red-heads shoulder, moving to her green top, pulling it off. The redhead cupped Emma's ass, moving her hand up to open the chain of Emma's leather top, getting rid of it. She pulled Emma closer, their large, bouncy breasts pressed against each other, their hands moved, unhooking each other's bra, freeing each other's breasts.
Emma pushed the redhead back, kissing her neck, tracing her toned stomach, moving her lips to the woman's chest, her breasts. Her tongue licked the redhead's skin, making the redhead raise her hand, holding a bunch of her hair, moaning.
The redhead caressed Emma's hair, her neck, moaning in pleasure to motivate Emma as she licked the redhead's engorged nipples. She parted her seductive lips, pressing them to muffle her moan.
Emma kissed the redhead's tummy, kissing and licking further down to stroke her thighs, spreading them as she kissed her silky thighs. She caught the toned thighs in her hands, taking off the redhead's lacy panties with her teeth, smelling them, "Ohhh, I missed this..."
She took in a shuddering breath, planting her lips between the redhead's legs, tasting her, making the redhead arch her back, moving the stuff from the table away, stroking the blonde's silky hair, "Ahhh~!! Babyyy~~! I missed that diamond tongue of yours!!"
Emma removed the diamond transformation from her tongue, "But then I can't taste this cunt."
Jean grinned, seductively biting her lips, closing her eyes, feeling Emma's curious tongue inside her, tasting her, stimulating her pink folds, tracing her clit. She kissed her thighs, knees, shin, feet, moving back up from the other leg, kissing Jean's waist, licking her tummy, cupping her breasts, licking her underboob, tasting her cleavage. She moved further up to kiss her neck, climbing on the table, pushing things out of the way, pulling Jean's body up, putting her knee between Jean's legs.
The two leaned in one another, putting arms around each other; their kiss became more passionate, sliding tongues in each other's mouth. While their tongue danced in intimacy, Emma's hands moved over Jean's body, tracing every inch of her skin, massaging her ass, tracing her erect nipples with her thumb.
Jean grabbed onto a bunch of Emma's hair, pulling her up as Jean's mouth found its way to Emma's breasts, sucking on them, relishing Emma's moans of approvals. She rolled on the table, putting Emma below her, raising her body, taking a sharp breath, "Maybe we should stop."
Emma's messy hair covered the table; she tilted her head, gasping for breath, putting her hand on Jean's thigh, "Why are you back? I thought you were roaming the Universe with your new girlfriends?"
Jean bent forward, gently planting a kiss on Emma's lips, "No, Rambeau is nice and all, but she's sleeping with Primo. Sleeping with the girl that is sleeping with my boyfriend's father? That's just weird."
Emma laughed, tracing Jean's face, "What's wrong with Captain Marvel?"
Jean lovingly kissed Emma's lips, whispering, "She's not you."
"Good answer," Emma sat up on the table with Jean's legs wrapped around her, running her fingers through Jean's hair, "Tell me you are back because you found him?"
Jean pressed her lips, "No...but I recently heard some strange rumors, so I came back to see."
"What rumors?" Emma stood up, still holding Jean in her arms, walking over to the sofa, laying Jean down. She leaned over her, lying down with her, kissing her neck.
Jean groaned, raising her leg; her thigh touched against Emma's hot, steaming flesh, "It was those Guardian's of the Galaxy....one of them those was Thanos's daughter...Gamora. She recently heard from her Sister, who probably heard from Thanos...according to them, him, people...strong ones from other timelines are trying to enter ours."
Emma raised her body, "What the fuck? And the first thing you do is kiss me?"
Jean supported her body on her elbows, "What? I missed you...didn't you miss me?"
Emma held Jean's chin, stroking her red lips, "I did...but...what the fuck are you talking about?"
Jean sank onto the sofa, curling her pretty lips, "I don't know. I have no freaking idea, but I do know one thing...one person who might have any idea about what Thanos might have perceived."
Emma thought for a moment, groaning, "Ah, not her. I do not like her..."
"Yes, her. You have a better idea?"
Emma curled her lips, "Fine...fine...let's go see her."
Sokovia, Governors Office,
Wanda poured a drink for Emma and Jean, picking up her glass, "Oh, Thanos said that?"
"Just rumors...I want to know how true that is?" Jean crossed her legs, taking up the glass.
Wanda sat down on her comfy chair, shifting her eyes towards Emma, thinking about it, "Ok."
She put her palms in front of one another, creating a video camera, putting it on a crimson platform, recording, "it's complicated stuff, so I am going to record this. Just in case others come asking, or someone else wants to know."
"Ok," Jean chuckled, "He rubbed off on you."
Wanda curled her lips, "Don't talk about that bastard; he abandoned everyone. For a good reason, still...I am the mother of his children. I get to be illogical."
She shook her head, "Anyway, you do know why this Timeline was called the Sacred Timeline, and this Earth called the Sacred Earth?"
Emma nodded, "Read about the Multiversal War and Time Variance Authority that stopped the Timeline from branching and stopping another Multiversal War. According to the file, Primo used most of his power to block the route from one Universe to the other, allowing only one person to pass. It stops the Multiversal War from happening, which is why Time Variance Authority that tried to kill Jay when he was born didn't need to exist anymore."
"Good, you know your history," Wanda breathed in, pressing her lips, "Now is what comes after. There is one of us in every Parallel Universe, Infinity Parallel Universes that branch out from this one, but there were only 1024 of him, and they are not all in the Parallel Universes that branch out from this one; most of him exist in the distinct ones, spread out."
"Ok? I don't get your point?" Jean shook her head.
Wanda leaned back, sighing, "Do you know how much his existence has changed? Let's start with lower levels, the Police, the Peacekeeping Forces, and his own Private Army of Yohra, HPPG's that are controlled by Oracle. Most of the Criminals, even those who are slightly Enhanced and most Mutants, they can be taken care of by the Police of these other forces depending on their risk factors. Only the Top-Layer needs a Superhero to interfere. In 7 to 8 years, the Crime Rates have plummeted to the lower in the History of Humanity."
"I do help to manage most of the Yohra, so I know that better than you," Emma quipped.
Wanda shot a look at her, continuing, "Moving on, the changes they brought include advanced medical achievements. Current medical science can cure almost anything, duplicate any organ, cure most of the tumors or cancers, and because of his control over pharmaceuticals, there are medicines that he is producing at cheaper...Oh, fuck. I'll just get to the point; the bastard's net worth is a trillion dollars...on one Earth each. Do you know what happens when a trillion dollars worth of man pours everything into making the world a better place? The world does become better."
"You are still not on point."
"No, I am if you listen. How many backstories have you heard of villains, tragic? They were fucked over by the world, their loved ones died, tortured in orphanages, corrupted cops, politicians, and everything that could go wrong did go wrong. Here comes the Fucking Trinity, Knights in Shining Armor, basically changing the world as we know it, making it a better place. 90 percent of future villains don't become villains; all that amounts to them becoming part of the system, making the Earths as a whole stronger, which in turn makes Omega Flight stronger. Now, there were other timelines where Primo didn't exist, so the other two didn't exist, and they weren't so lucky. But those timelines are being curbed because they are off-shoot of this one. So what is the big problem?"
Jean raised her eyebrow, "That's why we actually came here? What is the big problem?"
Wanda took a deep breath, "The problem is...that ironically curbing a timeline takes time. Very little, but enough for strong beings to escape the destruction or for the weaker ones to be helped over. There is only one way to re-establish the Timeline that has been erased...change things in this one...to make sure certain events happen that lead to their Timeline and restore it. Or...just rule this one. Whatever the case...our war isn't over...it's just beginning."
Jean stood up, taking a deep breath, "It was a good idea...recording."
Wanda softly smiled, "I know..."
The three of them silently sat/stood in the room when the ground beneath them started trembling.
Wanda frowned, closing her eyes, opening them, "Shit, it's that time..."
"What time?" Jean could feel that this Earthquake was worldwide.
"One more thing that happened because of his advancement, the number of people dying decreased, drastically...which led to this...Emergence," Wanda frowned, "Shit timing."
