Chapter 10: Triage

Far away from the eyes of the world hidden from sight over the frozen peaks of the northern hemisphere, the crystalline structure of the Fortress of Solitude stood undisturbed by the winter winds and intense cold. Deep inside the shimmering complex Superman, the man of steel, stood before a crystalline formation at the center of one of the fortress’s rooms. At first glance it appeared decorative in nature but the facets of each crystal formation displayed information from both official and unofficial sources, showing news reports and data of what was happening on the east coast of the States. Reports of missing people and mass murders showed up on every channel, the impact of which was causing a media storm and wild speculation. What was worse was the description of the deaths, almost as if the victims had been mauled by wild animals in the dead of night, leaving next to nothing at the scene but scraps of cloth and pools of blood.

"What is going on?!" Superman wondered as he looked on in disbelief. “How could this be happening?” Checking Metropolis, the reports by Lois Lane stated the victims simply vanished on the spot, even showing security footage from nearby buildings of people being carried off by a green blur too fast for the eye or camera to properly see. “Is Darksied stealing people again?”

A screech of metal caught his ear. The front gates of his fortress were knocked off its hinges and tossed out into the cold, followed by heavy footsteps walking into the main hallway. Snapping alert Superman flew out to face whomever had managed to **** their way in, only to stop dead in his tracks at what stood before him.

Had she been human she would have looked outrageously endowed, sporting round healthy breasts on a full body and broad baby-bearing hips, tapered by stout thighs and long legs over her gloriously naked frame. Standing twice his height and ten times his mass the feminine creature stood with her clawed hands at its hips, a second pair of hands stroked through a mane of tendrils that slithered around her talons like snakes. Six leaking breasts stood proudly from her chest down halfway to her naval, her skin both reptilian and translucent, almost letting him see her inner workings even without his X-ray vision. Behind her a long heavy saurian tail swung back and forth while her taloned feet scraped divots in the glassy floor beneath her. Four massive horns crowned her draconian face, her eyes yellow and slit, and her mouth filled with razor pointed teeth.

"Who... Or what are you?"

With a low hiss like that of a crocodile the female creature smiled before putting her focus on the red and blue man. Her reptilian eyes leered up and down his physique while she sauntered around him like a lioness sizing up an antelope. "Why Clark... Don't you recognize your dear cousin? You didn't even greet me at the door."

“KAREN?!”

“Oh yes Clark, I guess I’ve kept this a secret for far too long but now that its out in the open what do you think of the new me?” Stopping to pose before her cousin she stood with a clawed hand at her hip, the other tracing a finger under the curve of her upper pair of breasts while her original pair of arms arched over her head tossing her tendrils like they were a full head of hair. Eyes wide with shock Superman flew back to the control room, trying to make it to the control panel and warn the others. But he didn't have the chance when the monster woman moved up at light speed and grabbed him by the neck, her enhanced grip keeping him from escaping.

"*Huck*... What's happened to you?" Karen grinned at the squirming Man of Steel as she pressed him up and buried his face in her cleavage. "I've grown Clark, I've out grown my clothes, I outgrew my uniform, I outgrew being Power Girl, I EVEN outgrew my apartment, there's no more room over there. So I decided I needed more space." Pulling him up to see Clark eye to eye she continued. "I thought about it cousin, I thought long and hard about whether to have you join me, join US, but you know what? I already wiped out the last of the Martian race, why not the last Son of Krypton?"

Realizing what his cousin had become his eyes glowed red, forcing him to amputate the arm holding his neck with his heat vision, the screech of pain Karen gave off nearly made him double over when he landed on his feet, the severed arm falling to the glassy floor and twitching. Seeing his chance to escape he flew towards the controls, only to shield himself when Karen’s tail struck the crystalline structure with enough **** to pulverize it. Looking back Superman looked on in shock and horror as slithering tendrils sprouted from her smouldering flesh, filling in muscle, sinew and bone, branching out its claws until it was fully regrown. The reptilian female rolled her shoulder and clenched her clawed digits to test her new limb.

“That hurt, Clark.” Raising his arms just in time he blocked a punch that sent him through two rooms and out into the main hallway of the fortress, crashing heavily onto the floor and sending ice and white stone tumbling all around him. Getting up he found himself pinned down, his arms and legs held by four clawed hands while the monster Power Girl had become stared daggers into Superman’s eyes. Looking up defiantly he was unprepared when Kara used her heat vision straight into his eyes, within minutes the intense burning heat of her glare flash broiled his brain from the inside out and the man of steel’s iron struggle turned limp.

Prying his trunks off his body and letting the ripped material fly over her slithering shoulder Karen looked down to eye his male organ and snorted her nostrils, disappointed by its lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong cousin, aren't I not gorgeous to you anymore?" With a smirk she willed her tail around and under him before impaling it through his ass, wriggling the tip and stimulating his prostate.

With a purr of delight, she watched as the limp thing grew hard and erect, bobbing off his crotch against his brain-dead will. Dropping him callously on the floor she straddled his waist before lowering herself over his erection, guiding his bobbing stiffness into her before plunging down on him. For the next few minutes the Fortress of Solitude was filled with howls and roars of pleasure, claw marks scored the glassy floor around the lobotomized Man of Steel while the tail tip impaling him swirled faster to get him closer to the brink. Panting with arousal Karen howled when she finally brought her cousin to orgasm, feeling him flood her starving womb with cum before she slumped forward, burying him in her curves and bulk.

Kissing the man on the forehead Karen smirked before sitting up and pulling the man free from her gripping pussy. Hoisting him up with one arm like a ragdoll she smiled up at her ruined and spoiled prize. "Goodbye, last Son of Krypton..." She stretched her mouth open, her lower jaws separating like a snake’s to stretch wider where rows of teeth lining her mouth flexed all the way down her throat. Her slithering tongue stretched out to wrap around Superman’s neck and drew him into her cavernous maw.

***

Stepping out into the cold Karen wasn't even bothered by the freezing temperatures and neither were her brood, dozens stood out in the cold waiting for their queen and mother to come out. Licking the last bit of her cousin from her pouting lips Karen looked to her brood and purred as she felt a familiar warmth start to develop deep inside of her. "Welcome to your new nest, children... Make yourself at home!" Watching them all rush into the conquered fortress Power girl watched on with motherly pride seeing them all storm through the gate. "Come, my children!" Power Girl said, her arms wide. "Be fruitful and multiply!" Turning to join them her smile became wry, feeling the tightness of her swelling belly alter her gait, forcing her to waddle. When she grew too big to stand upright Karen fell to her hands and feet, the litter within her kicking her insides hard enough to make her gasp. Her belly swelled large enough to hold a full-grown human as her grubs writhed energetically within her, they were almost visible through the translucent flesh of her stomach. Karen felt a wisp of regret that she hadn't mated Kal-El sooner with how strong her latest litter of babies were growing within her. When her pregnancy reached its peak she bore down with a snarl, shuddering as her water broke and her brood came slithering free of her dilated pussy. Her breasts gushing milk through the entire ordeal and her claws carving deeply into the floor as her contracting muscles ejected another fat wormy creature out of her. Karen smiled proudly as she brought them to her breasts and let them suckle. Her laughter deep and booming. Super Man’s last legacy was a half-dozen daughters, all beautiful to her eyes. Their tendrils wrapped around her, strapping them firmly to her body as they fed.

The three older females in Karen’s brood had very quickly taken to the hoard of males that swarmed around them, just as eager to add their own spawn to their numbers. Lyta was on her side, her leg hefted over the shoulder of one of her siblings trying to spear into her while her claws were busy with another she was sucking off. Every bit her mother’s daughter Lyta growled out in orgasm, the predatory gleam in her eyes never leaving her face even after the male erupting in her finally collapsed and she kicked him off of her for another to take his turn.

Terra found herself pinned against the shimmering wall of one of the rooms, her legs wrapped around the waist of one of Karen’s boys as he bucked against her roughly. No longer shy or naive, the Stratan girl had become commanding and outspoken, howling out her pleasure and pulling the brute closer, craving him to go deeper. Raking her claws against his back she moaned out loud when he finally found release, flooding her insides. Kate Kane had changed the most since her ‘initiation’. Gender no longer bothered the former Bat Woman, if anything it merely added flavour to whom ever she claimed as a lover. Time and time again she was found tangled up with either Lyta or Terra or face deep into Karen’s breasts and pussy. When other appetites claimed her she embraced them fully, tackling one of the males that caught her eye and using him to scratch the growing itch inside of her.

The trio of monstrous women moaned and gasped as they were mated over and over by the swarm. Their pussies would have overflowed with sperm had their bodies not let them release a single drop of the precious, creamy fluid. With eyes rolled back in orgasmic bliss one by one, they were impregnated, their wombs sloshing with thick semen, already growing large and round with new grubs. The three would have cried out if not for the cocks in their mouths. They sucked harder, instinctively knowing they'd need the flood of nutrients to stay healthy for what came ahead. They were rewarded for their enthusiasm with a seemingly endless torrent of the delicious and nutritious male essence, hungrily gulping down the thick fluid. Not even bothering to look down they knew their wombs were creaking like tight balloons from being filled with so many new lives growing within them, **** to arch their backs just to give their bellies more room to grow. When their own water broke the halls echoed with their hoarse cries of effort, their newborn children crowned, wriggling free, and the males helpfully placed them at the teats of their mothers, suckling their nourishing milk.

Power Girl watched with interest, lovingly stroking her own newborns as they drank their fill and dropped off each nipple, so she set them on the ground where they could rest before their next feeding. She herself was growing hungry, her stomach rumbling in protest from the birthing process, she considered claiming one of her own sons, but another option came to her when she sniffed the air. There was live prey deep inside the crystalline structure, and instantly she was reminded of the zoo of endangered and unique animals from around the galaxy her cousin kept.

She fell to all six limbs and stalked through the fortress, following the scent. The automatons that guarded the halls and corridors of the fortress of solitude stepped forth, finally reacting to the invasion that poured through the ruined gates. Karen sneered at the Superman robots that attempted to stop her, swatting them away like they were toys, and moved on deeper into the fortress, her stomach growling more insistently. She made her way into a vast chamber separated into habitats, filled with the sounds of animals. Her tongue ran over her serrated shark like teeth and she dove into one, shattering the glass enclosure, not caring what it contained.

Looking up at her prize the creature was a sort of giant burrowing beetle, and it sprung out at her from the soil, surprising her as its bladelike pincers stabbed into her. She snarled at it and snapped the pincers off, making the beetle shriek. Karen responded by pouncing on it, flipping it over and tearing into its juicy innards, devouring it until there was naught but an empty shell. Picking her teeth clean of her meal she rammed through another glass enclosure, raining glass shards and crumpled metal everywhere. Her next prey was a mastodon-like mammal that she wrestled to exhaustion, followed by a school of aquatic squid-sharks. With each kill she made Karen felt her bones shift and her muscles invigorate, like she was subconsciously evolving into the perfect apex predator. A giant spider was next, something called a Thanagarian snare-beast. She rolled and dodged its stabbing legs and thrusting stinger, her tendons tightening even as she scuttled beneath it to flip it on its back with a sweep of her tail. She cracked it open like a lobster, sucking the succulent meat out of its carapace.

One by one, Power Girl fought and devoured the creatures presented all around her, her physiology changing to adapt to their habitat, growing larger, stronger, and faster, taking on some of their gifts and traits in the process. Her neck grew longer, allowing her to swivel her head around freely. She found it easier to stay on all six limbs as her four arms shifted to become clawed forelegs. After devouring the Kryptonian thought-beast, her link to her brood had amplified. On some level she knew she could feel her children regardless of where they were, like she was there with them. But after she gulped down the remains of the thought-beast Karen realized she was now fully linked to her brood. It made her pause, shaking her saurian head to adjust to the new sensations, feeling her children feed, fight and rut all around the fortress interior. Karen even caught herself thrusting her hips against the blue grass underneath her, sensing her sons spray resin over the walls of one of the rooms outside. She growled as a small orgasm shot through her, leaving a wet slick between her trembling legs. Regaining her senses, she looked up and sniffed the air for her next prey. She wanted more.

And more she got when she barreled through another enclosure and was attacked by the Black Mercy in its dim forested enclosure. It dropped on her, wrapping its tentacles around her muscular neck and piercing into her veins with its roots. She was assaulted by euphoric visions, vivid dreams of being immense and floating through space like a whale, sailing on the solar winds, a beautiful and terrible creature a mile long. Her brood following alongside her in the void, like a plague of locusts. They flew from system to system, finding worlds lush with life and stripping them to bare rock as they devoured all organic matter. The vision was beautiful, but she could sense the Black Mercy feeding on her even as she dreamed. The idea of another using her as food enraged her, and she focused her emotions through the dream, shattering it and stunning the plantlike creature. Karen tore it off her neck with her flexible tongue and ate it whole, grinding it with her molars and gulping it down. Stalking out of the habitat and into the fortress proper, her appetite had been sated for now. Catching a glimpse of herself in the crystalline walls Karen was amazed at her transformation.

She was nearly thirty feet long! Having gained a lot of muscle yet it was hidden beneath a layer of fat. She looked bulky, but powerful. Her legs had become the digitigrade limbs of a predator, balancing on the balls of her feet while her claws had become sickle-like. The muscle and bone of her arms had shifted, becoming forelegs, making her feel more comfortable on all six limbs. Her weight was distributed evenly and her tail gave her balance. Her breasts hung in a row beneath her, ten in all, like a sow. they almost reached her pussy, which was swollen and wet with need, her meaty lips and exposed clit glistening with juice. She ran her claws down her sloshing breasts, feeling the luscious, life-sustaining fluid flowing in her. Looking behind her with her now elongated neck a long line of spikes ran down her spine, and sharp spurs of chitin grew from almost every joint, making her body even more dangerous. What changed the most was her head, however.

Karen's skull had shifted, abandoning any resemblance to a human's, and becoming bullet-shaped, like a saurian predator. Tendril-hair cascaded behind her horns in layers like a mane, and another horn had sprouted, curving up from the centre of her head. Her jaws looked long and powerful, like a shark's, and she opened her mouth wide, running her tongue over her pearly teeth, each tooth like a serrated steak knife. Her lips were still full and expressive, perhaps the only thing she retained from her human shape. After all, she still wanted to speak.

"I'm beautiful!" Karen rumbled in awe. She had transcended her old life, becoming a creature far beyond what she imagined. Striding back to the main hall and sensing the sweet orgasmic thoughts of her swarm, a smile carved its way on her face when she reached the statues at its threshold. A pair of statues depicting her aunt and uncle Jor-El and Lara Lor-Van holding the globe of Krypton stood, their faces serene and noble. Karen sneered, rearing up to nearly meet the two statues face-to-face, and roared as she toppled them with a shove. They crashed to the floor and shattered into fragments. Karen laughed aloud, her voice echoing through the halls as she destroyed the last vestige of her old world.

***

The sun rose over the horizon mere hours after Karen had conquered the Fortress of Solitude. On the outside it looked like the pristine crystalline structure it was known for by those few who had seen it in the past. Columns of silvery spires crisscrossing each other like the structure of a tent, elegant and shimmering in the northern sun, as tall and as wide as a mountain made of diamond sparkling like a snowflake. But inside this beautiful home away from home was something far from the ideal paradise it appeared to be. The front gates had been pried off their hinges, caked with frost and snow as the entrance looked more like the claw hewn entrance to a cave. Inside the walls were coated with resin, yellow and thick it gave the halls and chambers an almost sickly yellow glow. In what was once the main hall of the fortress, it was now the den of the new Queen. Dozens of male creatures went about dutifully changing their new home, tearing down anything remotely Kryptonian and coating the walls with cum, letting it harden to add to the nest.

Hanging from the ceiling and walls large chrysalises latched to one another like seeds on the face of a sunflower, their surfaces throbbing slowly like heart beats while the shapes of the maturing creatures could just be made out though the fleshy membranes of the cocoons. There were dozens of them scattered around the hall, each a new member of the swarm waiting to break free and join its siblings. On the floor several males slept in dog piles, spent and exhausted after lining their new nests with resin. Those that weren't hard at work rutting against the walls or resting to regain their strength were busy tending to the females of the nest.

Power Girl had become immense! As the very first of their kind on Earth, she was, of course, the largest and most fertile, almost as large as a city bus she lounged on her side as her six daughters fed from her fat nipples, her ten beanbag sized breasts bloated and nearly gushing with rich milk. Her six limbs had become almost uniform in shape, long and powerful with muscle and sinew she found she could still use them all as hands as well as feet, her original feet changing to match her forelimbs with dextrous finger-toes and opposable thumb claws. Swivelling her saurian head over to look at the other females of her swarm Karen smiled, her lips pulling back as far as where her ears used to be, watching the others be tended to by her sons.

Lyta, Atlee and Kate moaned and wailed in orgasmic bliss as they were mounted and mated again and again. The walls and ceilings were festooned with the chrysalides of their previous litters and yet they wanted more, NEEDED more. "Yes! Fuck me, give me quints this time. MORE!" Moaning out loud as a brute of a male mounted her from behind Kate Kane was no longer the woman she once was. Hissing with her prehensile tongue lolling out of her mouth she had grown into a five-hundred-pound female monster! Her hair was like a snake's nest of tentacles as they snapped with every buck of her wide hips, her melon sized breasts wobbling under her as she felt the spear tip of her lover's cock enter her womb with every thrust. "Harder, HARDER! Fuck me HARDER!!!" Terra was on her back, her stout legs spread wide open as another male plowed into her, her claws gripping his back and scaly rear for leverage and encouraging him to cum into her, a broad toothy smile on her green lips as her mind drowned in pleasure and instinct. Her fat breasts mashed against his chitin layered chest while they both shared a lurid kiss, their tongues exploring each other's mouth and down their throats.

Lyta was pressed against a wall, her spines scraping against the caked resin as she arched her back, her hands in her tendrils giving her lover full access to her pumpkin sized breasts, thrusting into her again and again, her leg wrapped around his waist. Looking over the brute's shoulder she watched as her mother tended to her new sisters, the grubs already forming strong limbs to move around as they let go of the spurting teats to crawl around the nest, exploring their surroundings. Each grub was almost as big as she was, the revelation made her both impressed and... Envious?

With a snarl her lover tensed, flooding her womb with hot seed as her own orgasm rocked through her core, making her eyes roll in her skull before the two beings slowly separated, his tongue licking her cleavage up to her neck before stepping away. Looking at her mother's leaking nipples with hunger she knew she only had a few seconds before her latest litter would be born. Running gracefully to the lounging creature she surprised her mother when she fell to all fours and latched onto a stout nipple, drinking heavily of her mother's milk. Seeing Lyta lung for Karen's breasts Kate and Atlee gave each other a knowing smile before joining their brood sister at Power Girl's rows of breasts, drinking heavily from the rich creamy meal.

"Mmm... Girls... Are we feeling hungry?"

Not answering her mother Lyta moaned into the stiff nipple pulling gallons and gallons of milk, her meal making her belly groan and swell as it rounded out under her. Even after she knew she was getting full she continued to drink, suckling more with each **** breath. Then something began to happen. With a belly filled past the brim with milk and a rising heat in her naval Lyta groaned as her latest litter started to take root, her body growing larger to accommodate, only this time she did more than just grow. Arching her back Lyta felt forms start to develop on her sides, wriggling her shoulders she sighed when a new pair of arms sprouted from her, gripping the resin floor while her hips and ass grew bigger and rounder. Still pulling in milk she winced when her spine began to lengthen, a tail forcing her ass cheeks apart just as it grew and lengthened behind her, becoming as long as she was tall. Feeling with her new claws she could feel new breasts budding under her original pair, swelling with nutrients for her own children as her belly bloated larger by the second. Unable to drink another drop Lyta separated from her mother with a pop of her lips and felt her skull change. Her nose flattened and merged with her upper lip and her jaw line pushed forward, her horns growing longer as they framed her face and tendrils.

Looking over to Kate and Atlee, Lyta watched as the two had gone through their own changes, joining her in their second puberty shoving each other with their widening hips for more room, drinking more to fuel their growth. Looking over to her smiling mother Lyta found she had doubled in size and height, nearly half as large as her queen mother, a sense of accomplishment rising in her as she rubbed her massive womb. With their growth halted Lyta howled as her water broke, descending to all six of her claws just as she felt her pussy crown. In a blur of pleasure and pain the new matriarch gave birth to over ten grubs, each almost as large as her new sisters, rolling onto her side she brought her new children to her tits. Atlee and Kate fell into the throes of labour soon after, adding a total of 22 new grubs to the latest additions to the swarm.

Beaming with pride Power Girl smiled, her long tail swatting the resin covered floor with joy as she watched her now larger friends feed their brood. "My dearest daughters... You've all grown up."

***

1 week later…

Power Girl roared as she breached the water, the giant serpent coiled around her body, biting at her. It was the last of Kal-El's zoo specimens, and it was tenacious, like it knew Karen was a stronger predator. Its fangs punctured the soft flesh under her foreleg and she felt hot venom coursing into her, enough to kill a rampaging bull elephant. It merely made her mad.

Twisting and bucking, she rolled with the serpent, flexing her body in ways she would have thought impossible with her bulky fat and swollen breasts. Karen managed to catch the beast in her claws and bit down, but her jaws did more than inject venom.

Blood swirled in the water as she feasted on the creature, crunching down on its bones and shredding its succulent meat, greedily gulping it down and savouring the fresh and delicious meal. Karen rose out of the water and stalked back to her nest, her body growing larger and larger as she metabolized the feast. She'd eaten nearly fifty tons of animals and almost as much in alien plant life, stripping the pens to their dirt floors as she'd gorged on the foliage. She realized how much she'd grown when she returned, unable to fit atop the mound that was her throne. Lyta, Atlee and Kate were as toddlers to her size and the males were smaller still. The males had seemed to develop almost as if responding to the needs of the Queen, growing larger and bulkier, like gorillas. They tended to favour a four-legged stance, but lost none of their manual dexterity.

"Mother," Lyta cried out below her. "You're magnificent!"

"Thank you, daughter," Karen purred in gratitude at the compliment. Her body had grown to the size of a whale, becoming almost 100 feet long and over 200 tons! She felt a new craving come over her and lifted her tail, exposing her pussy, slick with juice. By instinct, a group of males ran to her, their erections bobbing. Karen sighed in delight as they eagerly penetrated her, their expanded cocks giving her a thrill. More of her swarm gathered at her nipples, latching on to the teats and sucking down her nourishing milk. She let her tongue loll, basking in pleasure.

Power Girl rolled onto her back and moaned, twisting and squirming as her horde of males fought for space to penetrate her. Three of the monstrosities had found a way to enter her fully, their barbed shafts rubbing and sawing against the walls of her pussy as she cried out in pleasure, spreading her legs to give them more room. Again and again they came, hot seed flooding her insides as the ones too tired and spent dislodged from her only to be replaced with another. Those that weren't trying to pump or thrust into the matriarch of their species were drinking their fill from her ten car-sized breasts.

Arching her back Power girl roared in pleasure as she was struck with a never ending stream of orgasms, her reptilian eyes flickering into a pleasure drunk haze as her lovers continued to fill her belly again and again. Rubbing her claws over her scaly flesh she pulled one of her nipples to her mouth and licked at the warm cream she produced. Her daughter was right, she was magnificent, Karen Starr was too puny a shell to contain her potential and yet she knew she could become more still. Feeling a stir in her belly Power girl smiled like a predator as she felt the first signs of her pregnancy, the groan of her belly as it swelled and grew while her mind danced with the flow of hormones pumping into her system. Rolling forward onto her six powerful claws she laughed as her expanding belly touched the resin coated floor, her smirk never leaving her saurian lips even as she looked over with her extended neck to see the shapes in her translucent womb. Seeing her litter grow and develop inside her filled her with pride, so much so she nearly didn't feel her water break or her pussy crown.

Lifting her tail she moaned and roared as her contractions hit her, embracing the pleasure/pain as one after another her latest brood entered the world. With her eyes closed Karen panted and moaned as she reached out with her mind to feel the minds of all of her swarms. HUNDREDS of them filled the ruined fortress, spraying thick cum onto the walls to build the nest, gestating in cocoons on the walls and ceiling waiting to emerge, daughters ready to become mothers themselves and add to her growing species. With a final roar of triumph Karen had given birth to over twenty grubs, each one the size of a small car as she let them squirm and crawl over to her breasts, drinking of her milk as her lovers did earlier.

But then she noticed something...

With her new connection to her kind she could make out... More of them! She and her brood were not alone on this world. Closing her eyes, she reached out to them, gasping as she felt the minds of hundreds like her, growing and breeding at the same impressive rate. She sensed something else, a pair of wills just as powerful as hers They were matriarchs in their own right, siring hundreds of their own lineages that swarmed around them like planets around a star. They had leapt past each mutation and growth, as she did, becoming immense, becoming...

"Sisters..."

Raising her head high she let loose a howl, her voice echoing out of the Fortress of Solitude, amplified by the crystalline lattices, out into the frozen landscape of the North Pole. With that call came a psychic invitation, and she could feel it touch the two powerful beings...