Her Superhero Lover: A BWWM BBW Billionaire Superhero Romance (15 page)

"Okay. Well, let's turn to Dark Justice. Could you tell us, how
did you and The Horseman meet?"

"Let's just say we have similar tastes in the arts," Renee
said. "When we discovered we shared a similar outlook on things
and we both have the ability to do things regular people can't,
teaming up seemed rather natural."

"And is there any truth to the rumor that you and The Horseman
are more than just crime fighting partners?"

Renee laughed and looked over at Grady, who shrugged his shoulders.
"Maria, you know that's not a fair question," Renee
replied. "First of all, if I said no, you wouldn't believe me
anyway. If I say yes, you've probably got another fifteen questions
all lined up for me. Let me put it this way. I trust The Horseman
with my life. We support each other, and there is a level of trust
and knowledge between us that a lot of married couples never achieve.
Now, regardless of anything else, that makes us more than just crime
fighting partners. It makes us family."

Maria let the answer stand, and looked down at her notes. "So,
any plans on expanding your operations or your team? San Diego's kind
of small compared to New York, Los Angeles or even overseas."

Grady grinned. "We happen to like San Diego, Maria. However,
that doesn't mean we won't get involved if we need to in other
places. Who knows? If there are others out there like me and Justice
who happen to think like us, maybe we can set up a network. Some
Fallen Angel franchises or something like that."

Maria chuckled. "Well, we'd like to turn the interview over to
a few callers, like you agreed. First we have Shawn from University
Heights. Shawn?"

"Yeah, this is for Dark Justice," a nervous voice that
sounded like it belonged to a teenage boy came over the line. "Uh,
I was wondering, do you have a boyfriend? I mean, you're ultra-hot!"

The line cut off, and Renee laughed. "Thanks, Shawn. But sorry,
I have a wonderful man in my life."

"On that note," Maria said, "not to put too fine a
point on it, but you and The Horseman happen to be of different
races. Has there ever been any problems there?"

"None at all," Renee replied, while Grady nodded in
agreement. "When we're training, or patrolling, or fighting, I
see my partner. His skin color isn't important to me, and the same
goes for him."

"Sounds great. Ah, next caller is Felicia, from Del Mar.
Felicia?"

"I just wanted to say to both of you to keep kicking butt!
There have been stories that you two have also gone south of the
border, is that true?"

"Yes we have. Some of the gangs we're combating have
connections in Mexico. We go where the bad guys go."

"Next question comes from Shunsuke, in La Jolla. Shunsuke?"

"Yeah, what about the civil rights of your victims? You guys
come off as fascists!"

Renee took this question. "The gunmen that took that preschool
hostage, they weren't exactly worried about civil rights either. The
drug dealers, the pimps, the corporate racketeers we've taken down,
they aren't worried about your civil rights. They'll kick in your
door, take your money, your things, and your life, and not give a
damn."

Grady's emergency phone interrupted Renee before she could continue.
Holding up his hand, he grabbed the phone from the small table next
to his folding chair, looking at the feed. "Maria, I'm sorry,
but we're going to have to cut this short," he said. "Your
producers are probably getting the information now, but we've got to
go."

The two stood up and Grady reached for the camera, shutting it off.
"What's the call?" Renee asked, taking a deep breath. "God
that last guy pissed me off."

"I could tell," Grady replied. "Seems we may have our
very first self professed super-villian. Some guy calling himself
Dominus Rex has broken into the secure area at North Island Naval Air
Station."

"So? Someone's stupid enough to break into a Navy base, they'll
probably not last too damn long."

Grady nodded. "Still, take a look at this."

He handed her the phone, which had a video showing of a large man,
perhaps seven feet tall and approaching five hundred pounds of ripped
muscle, heavily armed and attacking some Marine MP's with a heavy
machine gun. It was hard to tell if the Marines were firing back, but
the man stood still, and if they were hitting him, he wasn't being
fazed at all by it. "Looks like we got ourselves a badass here."

"Exactly." Grady went over to the cabinet where their
accessories were kept, and opened the doors. "What's your load?"

"Power gauntlets and knives," Renee said. "I'm not
good enough with the blaster to use it in public yet."

Grady nodded and tossed her the weapons, custom fit to her size. He
grabbed his own devices and turned. "Shall we?"

Heading out into the night, they held hands for a moment. "I
love you, you know. Sorry about deceiving Maria."

"It's for the best. I love you too. You ready to go?"

Grady gathered his legs and jumped, letting his flying abilities
carry him to a thousand feet in the air. Renee watched him climb,
then closed her eyes. Inside, the nanobots in her tissue heard her
mental command, and she felt the familiar shift of bones, muscle and
tissue that signified she was ready. Jumping, she let the
aerodynamics take over, and her own flight capabilities engage.
Rolling in the air, she held her arms out, frozen temporarily in a
delta wing shape to give her the extra lift to counteract her lower
thrust compared to Grady, and circled him. "Let's go."

The two streaked off into the night, the full moon low in the
eastern sky, ready to defend the innocent.

The end.

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It wasn't long
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terraformed, and the asteroid belt was mined. Even cold, rocky
Ganymede in orbit around the king Jupiter was colonized. Seemingly
massive amounts of real estate quickly became packed to capacity,
with the total system wide population nearing thirty billion.

It was then that man
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search for extra solar planets capable of sustaining human life.
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the immediate problem of sustaining human life on nearby planets.
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focused on developing their own neighborhood for close to two hundred
years.

It was only when the
terraforming of Venus failed for the fifth time that some in the
system wide government looked around and realized that once again,
humanity had wasted most of the bountiful resources presented to it
by nature and was on the brink of crisis again. Using the best
estimates, man had only a century at most, unless drastic cultural
changes were made, or new options for expansion were discovered.
Since the last thing humans often want is to make changes to the way
they live, resources were poured once again into discovering
habitable planets in at least somewhat nearby star systems.

For Professor Ravid
Karrlson, it was unknowingly the way he would write his name in the
history books. Born in New Tokyo and educated in Berlin, he had
accepted the research position on Luna because it gave him the best
chance to do what he wanted to do, look at the stars. Growing up, he
had thrilled as he thought of Copernicus and Galileo using the first
optical telescopes to look out into the solar system, and realize
that some of the blobs of light in the sky were more than just random
glowing motes in the curtain of the night.

Unfortunately for
Ravid, optical telescopes were far too weak to do any of the sky
gazing he had to do. Instead, modern telescopes were composed of
dozens of complicated sensors that sometimes took up dozens of square
kilometers of space, along with computers that, even with isolinear
chips and molecular data storage capacity, took up a large room. He
even had three artificial intelligences working for him, poring over
the data at speeds thousands of human workers couldn't, before he
even looked at a single data display.

With close to one
trillion stars in the Milky Way however, even the most advanced
systems took time. Ravid could show the politicians and those in
control of the money all the data he wanted, but after five years,
all he had was a list of solar systems that didn't pan out. The list
was long, and the data took up teraflops of memory, but that didn't
matter to the government.

Munching on
synthesized coconut ice cream, Ravid was going over the day's
reports, wondering if he could somehow spin the latest sets of
figures for the budgetary committee meeting next month when his
moment in history came, not with a clash of sirens or bells, but with
a simple beep, and the flash of a happy face in the upper right
corner of his data screen.

When he saw the face
pop up, Ravid's spoon, which had been halfway to his mouth, froze in
place before tumbling from his nerveless fingers. Hurriedly wiping
his sticky fingers on his jumpsuit, he tapped the screen, his ice
cream and spoon forgotten. Eyes flickering from side to side, he felt
sweat break out on his forehead, and his stomach balled up tight.
Later, when interviewed by the Solar Broadcasting Company, he stated
that the only experience he could compare it to was when he was
eighteen, and had a naked girl in bed with him for the first time.
"Sure, I'd practiced what I was going to do thousands of times
in both instances, but when it came to go time, terror was mixed with
excitement pretty equally. I'm just glad I handled it better at
thirty seven than I did at eighteen."

"Oh? And what
happened at eighteen?" the interviewer, a perky brunette with a
photogenic face, supermodel body, and morals of a pit viper, asked
with a grin. "Anything for our listeners?"

"Nothing to
brag about," Ravid replied with a sheepish grin, his cheeks
turning slightly pink. The image made him even more famous, and
within a year he had gotten marriage proposals from over one million
women, including a famous porn starlet who swore she could turn him
into an expert lover regardless.