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during • tour

I am very, very horny. This is not a good thing.

Staying dutifully quiet with my arms around Lana's neck as she carries me on her back showing me around the warehouse, I'm suddenly overcome with thoughts of Lana screwing me senseless.

"I guess I'm a vigilante?"

Her voice snaps me out of my very vivid fantasy, and I realize we've arrived somewhere new - we've passed a locker room and a kitchen before.

The walls are painted a soft blue, contrasting the warm red Persian carpet the covers every inch of the floor. There's an astounding number of throw pillows of varying sizes and colors, with ottomans and beanbags scattered around too. Four futons are arranged in no particular order, and there's a low table in the center.

There's also flower pots hanging from the ceiling - almost covering every inch of it - overflowing with so many different plants, interwoven with soft lights.

"Woah," I breathe, taking in the room that looks like something out of a magazine.

Then my brain catches up with me, and I crane my neck to look at Lana. "I'm sorry, vigilante?" Because there's no way I heard that right.

She shrugs, sheepish and guarded. "Think Batman but without the butler or police commissioner on his side."

It takes a minute to process this as she shifts from foot to foot.

I'm not... surprised. I guess somehow I've always felt there was something different about her. Something... off.

But this isn't a comic or a movie, it's real life. People really get hurt. People really die - like I almost did.

Has she- Has she taken lives before? Has she killed?

Has she almost been killed?

My mind supplies imagery of me sitting by a tombstone marked Lana Diablo-

No. No, we're not going there.

At least I'm not horny anymore. That's a plus.

"Who were they? Doe and Ray?" I finally ask.

I can see her face twist into a scowl. "Newer members. They're partners, codenamed that way because they work with music and sound waves. Doe is a twat, in it for the glory, and pissed that we aren't. We work in the shadows for a reason.

"Ray, now that one is actual Guardian material. Or at least he would be if he wasn't so dependent on Doe. He literally cannot be away from her and it's grating-"

This is... interesting. But, "Member? Guardian?"

"Ah... the Justice League but - again - in the shadows. And we don't have a headquarters in space which would be pretty neat."

That at least makes me crack a smile, but it's gone as soon as it comes. "If she's a new member, and you're... not, I'm guessing," Lana nods in affirmation, adjusting her hold under my thighs as we enter the room proper. "Then why would she... do what she did?"

'why did she almost kill us?' goes unsaid, but it's heard loud and clear.

"They're in charge of this warehouse, it's part of their training. Of course, because she's a fucking twat, she's blocked my key card - hence why I had to actually use a key."

My brows furrow. I remember that happening. "So she has something against you. Why?"

Lana pauses, side eyeing me to gauge my reaction. "...she wants me to fuck her. And apparently she's not good at dealing with rejection."

A laugh bubbles out of my throat before I can stop it. "What? You're kidding."

She shakes her head, lips pulling up in a smile. "Dead serious. It... probably doesn't help that I've slept with a few of my partners before. This was before you," she adds, hasty and worried. "If they pass this test, there's one more and they can pick someone to partner up with. She's looking forward to it. I, however, can and will say no, and I work in twos and not threes - and she can't go anywhere without Ray."

I turn this over in my head for a while, as she nudges me to come down from her back and settle in a bean bag.

The second I start to get relaxed, something - someone - darts into the room and into Lana's arms - she'd opened them on impulse - and is kissing my girlfriend soundly on the lips.

Lana blinks. Once. Twice.

Then grabs the person by their shoulder and flings them at a wall. They never make impact, vanishing seconds before they would've hit it with a manic cackle.

There's suddenly a shadow above me and I tilt my head up to see a... person - I honestly can't tell their gender - with white hair and bright green eyes crouched.

Lana groans. "Tesoro, meet my very first partner, Flex."

Codename then. I wonder what her codename is.

Flex leans down and kisses me too, and I'm too stunned to do more than stare.

They pull away and grin. "Nice to finally meet you, Mermaid."

...right. Of course the first one of Lana's friends I meet is a crazy person. Of freaking course.

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