Lost and Deceived

Flashbacks-Italics

The league was called in to discuss the fact that nothing has still been found. Nothing was making since. The atmosphere was tense, being that they still questioned how Superman just appeared.

"No leads," Batman said.

"There's nothing we can do then?" Lantern asked.

Batman snapped, "That's not an option."

Manhunter pulled up the victims' files. "The report is saying that the people are perfectly fine."

Wonder Woman chimed in. "Yes, but who's to say whoever did that won't do it again? The side effect might be purposely undetected?"

After another two hour or so of pondering, questioning, and still no answers, they decided to give it a rest for now. It was no use of asking Superman questions because he still claimed he didn't remember and nothing out of the ordinary came back from his tests. Walking out of the room, Superman and Wonder Woman glanced at each other and smiled, before going opposite directions.

"I'm going to go sort out a couple of things. Tonight dinner is on me."

Diana laid on her side, her head propped up with her hand. "Is that a way to repay me?"

Clark chuckled. "You can say that. I'm sorry about the vases and frames."

"At least you kept some control or a lot more should need to be replaced, "she teased.

Clark smirked and kissed her.

Black Canary, Zatanna, Hawkgirl, and Vixen came behind her interrupting her thoughts.

"Did Superman ever get in contact with you yesterday?" Dinah smiled.

Diana was confused. "Yes. Why do you ask? "

"And what happened?" Shayera asked crossing her arms.

"He told me what he vaguely remembered about what happened to him."

"Oh please. Don't give us that." Mari cut her off.

"Superman left yesterday looking for you and today you came here at the same time," Zatanna said.

Diana rolled her eyes and sighed. "We had a conversation."

"That's it?"

None of them believed her.

"Come on Princess. You always try to act all innocent. We have all been there before," Shayera explained. "You always listen to us talk about our personal affairs all the time so all is fair for us to know."

Diana was put up against the firing squad. She could simply keep telling a half truth. Honestly, she didn't want to answer any questions at all. This group of women would ask anything and she had no idea how to get out of this.


Alluremour

Marcella walked up the palace stairs to Octavian's room. Coming closer to the doors she heard loud screaming and moaning. Without any regard, she opened the door.

"That's enough celebrating for now."

Octavion looked back at Marcella. "There is never enough celebrating. You could join us."

"I'm sure your new bride would be more fitting. Are you sure Tawnee would want to share you?"

Tawnee is Octavian's …bed buddy. To put it mildly.

"There is room for plenty," Octavian kissed Tawnee.

"I can't wait to meet my new friend!"

"Yes, she will be pleasing to both of us. The troops are ready."

"We don't need them. I have a different plans."

Meanwhile, Deonna was staring at the picture of the late King Clayton; Marcella had ordered to take it down. She sighed as she ran her finger across the top of the dusty frame.

"In time, things will change. We will be together again," she whispered.

Clayton watched Deonna as she slept beside him. He gently caressed her cheek as she slowly opened her eyes and smiled.

"Good morning," he said.

"Good morning."

Clayton moved a strand of hair away from her eyes and kissed her forehead.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," he smiled.

"Well you were looking like you had a lot on your mind."

"I do but we don't have to worry about any of that right now."

"You will be a great king. Jenaveve and Reuben will be so proud."

"Deonna, I didn't want to become king under these circumstances."

"I know. However, we have to move forward and be strong for Alluremour. That is what they would want."

"A king would not sit and cry in the dark."

"You were grieving. That doesn't make you less of a man."

Clayton nodded. "With you as my queen, we will be able to move forward. Deonna, my heart has always belonged to you. I won't let you go." He pulled her close and kissed her. "I love you."

"And I love you."


Mid-day Downtown Metropolis

Marcella and Octavion walked through the busy streets. They looked around disgusted.

"This is a travesty! I don't know why I accepted this."

A truck driver honked his horn at them. "Get out the middle of the fucking rode!"

"How dare you speak to me that way?!"

The man sighed. "Lady, I don't have time for this."

Bystanders and other drivers watched this petty scene.

Marcella glared. "You will learn respect!"

"Shall I call upon our pet, sister?"

"Yes, please do."

"Goral, come forth. Behave yourself and you will be rewarded." Octavian snapped his fingers.

Silence. Then the ground started to shake. Fog rolled in and a raw beastly voice cackled from within the fog. Seconds later, the ugliest face, one could ever imagine stepped within eyesight. The beast was 8 to 9 feet tall, sharp fangs, claws, and seemingly to by mixed with a feline and dragon with four arms.

"Goral, show this scoundrel some manners."

"What the hell is that?!"

The man froze. Scared out of his mind.

With every step, a vile smell became stronger to the point where all the people felt nauseous.

Goral picked up the man's truck and threw it high into the air.

"Good Goral," Marcella laughed.

Within minutes, the league had arrived.

Superman caught the truck. He set it down slowly. The man sat there still frozen in shock.

Something was thrown at Goral and blew up in his face, but had no effect.

"Oh to see all of you in person is pleasurable."

"Indeed, sister."

"Who are you and what do you want?" Batman asked.

"Oh Batsy, you are just a human. Do you really think you can scare us with your toys?" Marcella smirked.

Octavian added, "We want what now belongs to us."

"That's not going to happen," Flash pointed at Goral. "Take your..." Flash didn't know what to call Goral. "Just take it and go back to wherever you came from."

Marcella and Octavian laughed.

Goral roared in rage and rushed toward the League. Superman used his heat vision but that did little.

Others got the remaining civilians to safety.

Flash ran circles around Goral trying to find a weak spot. Goral slammed his hand on the ground.

"Ha! You missed me big guy!"

However, Flash's feet were stuck to the ground by some type of liquid. He tried to pull himself free.

"Don't worry. It won't last long but long enough for us to get our possessions," Octavian smiled.

They had little success, throwing as many hard attacks as they could. Goral, still had the upper hand. Martian Manhunter tried to attack Marcella and Octavian.

"They are not real."

"Oh no, we are very real…" Marcella said. "But we just don't want to be touched in this way."

"Leave NOW!" Superman demanded.

"Demands? I like you more and more Superman," Marcella said seductively.

"Sister, the old hag was right. He will make a fine King."

Goral grabbed Batman and started to squeeze the life out of him.

"Don't break him. He might be valuable later. The Justice League is more than what we expected."

"They still stand to put up a fight. Interesting."

Wonder Woman threw her lasso around Goral's neck, attempting to pull him backwards. He threw Batman into the windshield of a car and yanked Wonder Woman towards him. She kicked him in his face, only to make him angrier. He grabbed her. The disgusting aroma came from him, even viler, making her nauseous. She lost consciousness.

Superman's eyes turned raging fiery red. He rushed toward Goral.

Marcella smiled. "Open the portal."

Before he could stop himself, Superman flew into the portal. It disappeared in an instant.

Satisfied Marcella smiled feeling so much pleasure with the defeat of league.

"Come now, Goral, time to go home and be careful with my delicate beauty." Octavian smiled.

"Yes, we must get going. I have much planning to do."

No more than 20 minutes later…

"We got our asses handed to us," Green Arrow exclaimed.

Batman glared trying to stand. "We need to regroup."

Back at the Watch Tower

"All of this is so strange," Black Canary said. "Those two must have had something to do with the fog and Superman disappearing the first time."

Manhunter nodded. "If that is true that could give us our first lead."

"They said something about a King?" Hawkgirl questioned.

"They want Superman to be their King's guard or as their King? And of Wonder Woman, I'm not sure," said Green Lantern.

Flash answered, "The goofy guy wanted her for himself."

"Man, just think if those two weirdos take control of their minds…" Green Arrow started.

"If they plan on coming back with them and their 'pet', we need to be prepared." Batman pondered for a moment, then stood up. "We won't get any complete answers just sitting here."


Alluremour

"It's time to wake, Diana."

She sits up with her hand on her head. "Where am I?" Her voice escaped the confines of her throat not at normal volume, but as a faint whisper.

She looked around the room. It was large and beautiful but not familiar. She tried to remember what might have occurred, only to find her memory was very vague. Even the simplest things that she should know, was not coming to her. She looked down at herself to see that she was wearing a turquoise sheer night dress.

Confusion on her face; however, her questioning was brought to an abrupt end.

A woman sat beside her. "You need to drink this so the pain can go away."

Diana focused on the woman. The woman smiled. She had long brown hair and hazel eyes.

"Who are you?"

"I am Deonna, your caretaker."

"What happened?"

"There was an accident. You're having trouble with your memory." Deonna handed her the cup. "This will help."

"What is it?"

"It is herbal tea, made from an exotic flower in the garden, known to contain a healing substance."

Diana was still a bit hesitant.

"Don't worry; I too, have had this, on the count that I made it myself," Deonna smiled.

Diana nodded and took a sip of the tea.

"Mistress will be happy to know that you are awake."

Meanwhile, in another room

"King Kal has awaken! He has awaken!"

Kal sat up confused and focused on the two men at his bedside.

"Sire, I am Xander, one of your top loyal guards. He is Goral."

"Obey…commands King by."

"We must tell the queen!"

Before Kal could ask anything else, Xander and Goral left out the room. Kal noticed something quite strange about both of them. Goral's words were broken and out of order as if he had just learned how to speak. A distinct aroma, not pleasing to anyone, came from him. Xander was a little too anxious and gave off a feel that possibly can't be trusted.

He slowly got out of bed. He was dressed in a black hooded vest and drawstring pants, and casual black loafers. (Alluremour's attire is quite similar to Earth's.)

He opened the door to see no one in the large hallway. However, as he walked down the stairs of the palace, the guards stood attentively.

"Sire!" they said in unison and all bowed.

He was still confused but said nothing and slightly bowed to them. He walked through doors leading to the outside, courtyard.

He didn't know where he was going but he needed to find a way out. He didn't know who to go to for answers and apparently he is in a situation that is quite complicated.

He continued to look around. In the distance he saw the most beautiful woman. She looked up and it seemed their eyes met.

"Diana, we must go."

Kal watched as she walked back into another part of the palace.

"Kal! Oh my dear dear King!" Kal turned quickly alarmed at a blonde haired woman running towards him with open arms. She embraced him. "Our people will be overjoyed to know that their king is okay!"

"I'm no one's King?"

Marcella pouted. "What a horrible after effect. Be assured that I am here to help with my king's memory. Though tonight we have much to celebrate at the party!"

She pulled Kal to walk with her and continued talking without him being able to say another word.


Hours later, Deonna was helping Diana get ready for the party.

"I'm not sure about this. I don't know anyone."

"It's only because you are having trouble with your memory but once you see all of the people it will come to you," Deonna smiled. "I thought that taking you to the garden it would help."

"No, it's nothing familiar. What about the Queen you spoke of earlier?"

"What about her?"

"I have yet to meet her but I'm her special guest?"

"Yes, Mistress is very busy planning for tonight's event. Now turn around and see how beautiful you look."

Diana had on stunning midnight blue spaghetti strapped evening dress with diamond shaped rhinestone appliqué and two thigh-high slits. Her heels were silver, diamond stud earrings and a necklace.

She stared at the necklace.

"is something wrong with it?"

"I feel as though I've seen this before."

White gold diamond swirl pendant necklace.

"It does belong to you," Deonna touched her shoulder. "See, I told you, you would start to remember. It just takes time."

Diana smiled and nodded. Yet, she was still very skeptical.


Kal, with two guards in front of him and two behind, walked the hall, leading towards large marble doors.

"The Queen will be by your side shortly, Sire," Xander whispered.

Kal was a bit hesitant but nodded. He didn't know exactly what he was doing, however he had to play along. Marcella insisted he was their King. It was a mistake. Mistaken identity or maybe he favored the real king? He felt uneasy for some reason. Honestly, if he is the King, why would he have chosen her to be the Queen anyway? Lose of memory or not, he would feel some sort of attraction towards Marcella, right? Why is it that he was the one that lost his memory? It's all very odd.

The only way to get through this is the high hope of seeing the woman he saw in the garden again. That should make things a bit more interesting.

As they approached the door, Kal felt someone latch on to his arm.

Marcella smiled. "You look so dashing!"

The guards opened the large doors.

"Presenting our beloved royalty King Kal and Queen Marcella!"

"Our people are here to celebrate you!" Marcella told Kal for the billionth time.

Kal reluctantly played along. Marcella waved as the people cheered. They walked up a small set of stairs to a stage.

Marcella raised her hand to quiet the people. "People of Alluremour, we are all gathered to celebrate the return of our king!" Marcella looked at Kal.

Kal looked out into the audience and bowed slightly. Unfortunately he did not see the woman.

"We will also be celebrating more great later on so enjoy yourselves with the food, champagne and music."

Loud applause and cheering.

Marcella turned and noticed Octavian had Tawnee with him instead of Diana. Marella pulled him to the side for no one to hear her.

"Octavian." Marcella grabbed a hold of his shirt collar. "Where is she?!"

"Deonna is getting her ready. She will be here momentarily and I –"

"You and Tawnee can have your little fun later."

"Sister, calm down."

"I have come a long way. My plan has been working just fine. Screw it up and I will kill you!" Marcella glared at him.

"No need for the dramatics."

The large marble doors opened once again.

Everyone turn their attention to Diana. They were all mesmerized by her beauty.

She walked slowly, with Deonna closely behind her.

"Would you look at her?!"

"Radiant!"

"Stunning!"

"Come, dear." Marcella latched onto Kal's arm pulling him off the stage and they walked over to Diana and Deonna.

"You look lovely. Deonna, you picked the perfect dress for her."

"Thank you, Mistress…"Deonna bowed. "This is Queen Marcella and King Kal, Diana."

"Oh, it is nice to meet you," Diana smiled.

Kal gazed at her with a smile. To see her this close, she was more beautiful than he thought.

Diana took a good look at Kal. He was so handsome. His hair was black, his eyes blue. He wore a pair of black pants and black shoes. His shirt was white, and he had on a black vest over it.

"I have a surprise for my special guest later on!" Marcella clapped. "So get on with the mingling for now!"

The guests conversed amongst each other, pausing occasionally to sip their champagne or to taste the hors d'oeuvres offered by the servers.

As the time passed, Diana was not enjoying herself. Being around these people made her feel worse. She isolated herself from everyone, even slipping away from Deonna, leaving out the nearest doors. She leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes for a moment feeling a bit light headed.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Yes I'm fine" she said. She looked up. "King Kal..."

Kal was watching her the whole time. He didn't say a word with Marcella in the way, trying to speak for him. He could tell that Diana felt as out of place as he did.

"It's just Kal."

"That would be quite inappropriate for me."

"It's alright," He smiled. "Why did you leave? You should be enjoying yourself."

"How can I when I don't know anyone?"

They heard a loud roar of laughter.

"To be honest, I don't know anyone either."

"Being king, that is not a surprise."

A door opened.

"Diana, come back inside. The Queen…oh." Deonna bowed. "I'm sorry, my king. "

"Your friend is not feeling well. She should be taken somewhere to rest."

"I'm alright now."

Kal looked at her concerned. "Are you sure?"

Diana smiled. "Yes, thank for your concern."

"if you need anything at all, don't hesitate to ask."

"Thank you."

As Diana walked passed, he said, "I hope to, at some time, continue our conversation?"

Diana looked back. "If time permits."

She walked back in with Deonna. Kal took a moment to collect his thoughts. It was something about her.

"Sire?" Xander called. "The Queen is waiting for you."

Kal went back inside.

Marcella smiled as Kal walked up to the stage. "Can I have everyone's attention please?"

Everyone was quiet and had their focus on her. "I would like to thank you all for this lovely night! Now to reveal my big surprise! Oh I'm so excited!"

A man walked up to Diana and put his arm around her.

"What are you-"

Lights flashed on Diana and the man.

"Not only was tonight to celebrate my husband but also Octavian's engagement! I am very proud, brother."

"WHAT?!" Diana and Kal said to themselves.

Everyone clapped for them.

Diana looked at Octavian with a slight frown.

"Don't worry my beauty. We will work on getting your memory back in time for our wedding but in the meantime…" Octavian pulled Diana into a kiss.

More cheering.

Diana pulled away close to slapping the hell out of him but she did not want to cause a scene. Octavian smirked.

"Now, brother, don't get too impatient," Marcella joked.

Everyone was laughing except Diana and Kal, with puzzled looks. Both of them confused shocked and angry because they just didn't know what the hell was going on. They needed answers fast.

After all the congratulating and the last bit of champagne glasses, it was time for everyone to leave.

Kal was escorted by the guards back to his room. Diana followed Deonna back to hers.

Octavian and Tawnee went about their own way and Marcella well who knows what's up her sleeve.


Diana stared out the bedroom window. Deonna stood with her head down.

"Everyone is so excited for the wedding. Mistress is already coming up with plans."

"How am I engaged to a man I don't know!"

"Octavian asked for your hand before you lost your memory."

"And I agreed?"

"Yes. The engagement was going to be announced the night of the accident."

"What accident? What happened to me?"

"I cannot say. Only Mistress will tell what occurred."

"Did he give me this necklace?"

"No. It was a gift from me."

Diana turned to look at her shocked.

"Mistress will explain everything in the morning. I will go now. If you need anything, I'm down the hall in the last room on the right."

Damn. She felt so bad. Within these few hours, Deonna has been so kind to her. But nothing has made any sense. She really couldn't trust anyone and at the moment and she was a lost with whether or not fully trust Deonna.

King's Room

Kal sat on the edge of the bed…a bed that he still wasn't sure if it was his. Nothing seemed familiar. He smiled and laughed his way through the party. He observed everyone trying to remember but nothing. His mind was totally blank.

He sighed and shook his head.

"Aw dear, what's wrong?"

Kal quickly got up and turned around.

Marcella stood on the other side of the bed with a black fitted dress.

"How long have you been in here?"

"Does it matter? I'm here with you and we have more to celebrate." Marcella crawled onto the bed.

"I just would like to rest."

"Oh well let me help you relax." Marcella came closer reaching for his pants button.

"No!" Kal stepped back. "I mean…I'm…I want to be alone."

Marcella sat up. "I understand. Tonight was a bit much. I know I can get carried away but I'm just so happy you're here with me again. I will do whatever my King asks. If you want to be alone tonight then it shall be" Marcella smiled seductively and got off the bed. "We have many more nights to come. I guess we don't have to rush. The wait makes it more interesting." Before she walked out the bedroom door she winked at him.

Kal sighed and sat on the bed again. "I don't have time for this."

He was lost in his thoughts and he had no clue what to do.


Marcella walked down the hall to another room not really in such a good mood. "Xander!"

"Yes!" He rushed to her and bowed.

"Come with me."

"Yes, mistress." He bowed again, smirking and followed her in the room.


Diana looked up at the ceiling debating on how to go about this whole ordeal. She got up and went to the door. She slowly opened it and peeked out. There was no guard but the hallway was a bit dark with only the light of Alluremour's blue moon.

Diana walked slowly down the hall to Deonna's room. Her door was cracked but she was not in there. Then she heard laughing and moaning coming from another hall. Following the sound, she saw Octavian with two women and one of them being Tawnee.

"Why don't you go get our cute new friend?"

"Later, I'll let her get used to things around here." Octavian said kissing Tawnee's neck.

Diana turned away, heading to another part of the hallway. She was in complete disbelief. she didn't understand what they meant by "new friend"? Did they mean her? What the hell is going on here?!

Again she heard loud noises. It sounded like Marcella. Diana rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"No do not think of him." Diana had been thinking about the King. He was such a gentleman and so damn handsome. No wonder Marcella would not let him out of her sight and was so attached to him. But she surely did not expect nor want to hear him and Marcella being intimate.

Diana felt a hand on her shoulder. She jumped slightly and turned. She was relieved to see that it was Deonna.

"You shouldn't be wondering the halls."

"I was looking for you. I went to your room."

"Yes, well I had to check once more that everything was in order for the morning. Mistress will not be too happy with me if not. But what did you need?"

"I wanted to say that I am sorry. You are only trying to help me."

"No need to apologize," Deonna smiled. "I know it's frustrating right now. It'll be just fine."

Deonna guided Diana back to her room.

"Thank you for being so kind."

Deonna smiled and nodded. "Sleep well."


Marcella collapsed on the bed with Xander laying next to her with a big grin on his face.

"Xander, you would do anything for me, right?"

"Yes!"

"Good. So I have a request." Marcella gripped him below.

"Whatever you say…"

"This will stay between us. If you tell anyone, I will burn your little friend here."

"Uhh…Marcella…you wouldn't."

She smiled evilly. "Try me. Do we have an understanding?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, my Queen."

Marcella leaned over and kissed him. "Now leave. Find Goral and make sure he is on his best behavior."

Xander got out of the bed and got dress. Marcella watched him with a smirk. After he was completely dress, he bowed and left out.

Marcella laughed and laid back.

"Are you satisfied?" Xhanaliese appeared in front of the foot of the bed.

"A queen is never satisfied and I deserve much more. Why isn't he not submitting to me?"

"You wanted a King. I cannot force him to fall in love with you."

"I have him and he can't resist me for long. You did do one thing right. Their memory is completely wiped!" Marcella laughed again. "They didn't even recognize each other."

"That's what you wanted."

"I would like new guards to play with. After I have complete control over Kal-El and Octavian over Diana, the rest of the Justice League will do."

Xhanaliese bowed. "As you wish."