OP chapter 10

Divine from DC (as requested by Josh Robbins from my pat-reon) -

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Harry couldn't help but scratch his head as he walked alongside the woman he had just given his jacket to. Comic book logic can often make sense or be completely illogical. One thing that he had never understood was the design choices of female characters. Specifically, the lack of design in a lot of cases. He understood why, it simply happened because the writers were either perverse and/or wanted to make sales. But it did annoy him deeply when these designs didn't even make sense.

For example, the woman he was walking with had been completely covered from the bottom half, while her top half was quite bare with the exception of what could very, very, very generously be considered a sports bra. He wanted to make one thing clear: he wasn't opposed to making comic book characters attractive; he was just opposed to bad and lazy costume designs, especially ones that make no sense, like when the badass female warrior from a warrior culture doesn't wear anything resembling armour. She had taken his jacket, but still looked mildly confused as to why she needed to wear it.

"So, what's your deal?" Harry asked as he looked at the woman. She was a bit taller than he, the top of his head just about reaching up to her neck.

"I don't know," She huffed. "I'm as lost as you are."

"Do you remember anything?" Harry asked.

"I'm 'Project Divine'," She recited. "A creation of CADMUS, cloned from the DNA of the hero known as Power Girl, designed to take out and replace Power Girl should she ever defect from the side of good."

"R...right," Harry blinked, taking a moment to process that. Being a clone of Power Girl kind of made sense; it was a difficult battle to keep his gaze solely centred on her face after all. "So, I guess we need to -"

"No," She cut him off suddenly. "There is no 'we' here. I have the powers of a Kryptonian, you're just a simple human."

"Incredibly simple," He corrected her in a matter-of-fact tone. "Anyway, I don't think that we're in your world anymore, just like how I'm not in my world. You might need my help."

"Me? Need you?" She scoffed. "You must be kidding. I'm out of here," She said before shooting up into the air. Harry's gaze followed her with an awed look on his face.

"Up, up and aw...wait a sec," He frowned, before taking a step back just as she landed neck first on the ground, a short distance in front of him. He winced slightly at the sound and walked forward, gingerly approaching the small crater she had made just as she sat up and coughed out some dirt. "You hurt?" He asked.

"I...I can't fly," She gaped, looking as if she had just found out that she owes somebody a lot of money. "Why...why can't I fly? Power Girl can fly, why not me?"

"Um...you got heat vision?" Harry asked hesitantly. She paused and then glared at him.

"No," She said eventually.

"If you just tried to blast me, then let me tell you that that is very rude," He sighed. "Anyway, you basically just jumped very high so I'm going to assume that you have super strength, and your landing indicates durability, so you're not completely without powers at least. It might be a 'Young Justice' type of situation. Just need to work out how to unlock the rest of your powers."

"You...you'd help me?" She blinked, looking more stunned by that than her failure at flying.

"If you don't mind accepting the help of a lowly human," Harry replied, holding his hand out to her. She stared at him for a moment before taking his hand and climbing out of the crater.

"I...I suppose it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world," She mumbled.

"Now, let me show you why I'm not your average, simple human." He said before tapping his Omnitrix and transforming into Xlr8.

"Whoa!" She gaped, taking a step back. He quickly scooped her up, bridal style.

"This isn't the same as flying, but it'll still be pretty fast. So hold on," He told her before running away at high speed.

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"So, this is quite the little line-up you've got here," Tony said as he looked around the room. He ignored the large number of Shield agents in favour of looking at the heavy hitters gathered here. Thor, the god of Thunder, stood just to the side, Captain America and the Black Widow were sat at the table. Bruce Banner AKA The Hulk was stood behind the chair that was between Cap and Widow.

"Yeah, well, the line-up is not complete just yet." Fury said just as two more people walked into the room. Tony's analytical eye went into overdrive as he looked at the pair. The first was a man dressed in all black with the exception of the green hoodie he wore, which had the number 10 on the right pec. He had black hair, skin-faded, on the side and a decent face, hardly the same quality cut as Thor, but not bad. The girl he was with looked like a supermodel, despite also wearing all black, just like him. She had black hair that extended to just above her shoulders, along with sharp blue eyes. She had one of -if not the best -figures he had ever seen on a woman, and his brilliant mind quickly dissolved into one very simple and understandable state.

'Mine, mine, mine.' He thought.

"And a very good hello to you," He said with a grin as he walked up to the girl in front of him. "And what do they call you?"

"Divine," She answered, nose wrinkling slightly as she looked at him.

"Fitting," He said at once.

"You're Iron Man," The guy cut in, his tone being mildly disappointed.

"Is there a problem?" Tony raised an eyebrow at him.

"I wanted to see the suit," He answered with a shrug before extending his hand out. "The name's Harry, I'm really impressed with your work."

"Aw, always nice to meet a fan." Tony grinned. "So, what are the pair of you doing here?"

"I felt we needed a few more heavy hitters on our team," Fury answered on their behalf.

"Heavy hitters," Tony repeated with a frown as he looked at the two in front of him. "What do the pair of you do?"

"Let's hope you never find out," Divine said in an overly sweet voice before grabbing Harry by the arm and dragging him away from the rich billionaire.

"What did I do?" Tony blinked as the two sat down at the table. Widow took a moment to look Divine in the eye before looking down.

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Harry couldn't help but grin as he walked alongside Captain America, Widow and Hawkeye. All of them were dressed in their superhero gear, he could feel all eyes on them. Everyone's gaze naturally filtered over to them, each holding various degrees of respect and awe as they made their way into an open quinjet.

"Wait a minute," One man who was inside said. "You guys can't be -"

"Son," Cap interrupted him. "Just don't, alright."

"Level 7 clearance," Black Widow spoke up. "We need this jet, leave now."

"Before we stop asking nicely," Hawkeye added, his tone just bordering on threatening. The shield agent got the message and quickly escaped.

"How's the watch doing?" Cap asked Harry as the other two got into the pilot seats.

"It's still charging at the same rate as an Iphone," Harry said apologetically, though his explanation appeared to have confused Cap more than explain things. "It's bad," He summarised, earning a sigh from Cap.

"We need to go, now," Cap told everyone.

"Forgetting someone?" A voice called just as Divine walked into the jet.

"Whoa!" Harry gasped as he looked at her. She wore black shoes, a blackbody-suit that was a slightly different shade and covered all of her body with the exception of her hands. The costume looked more or less like Power Girl's costume from the Injustice 2 game. Over her chest, he noticed a symbol instead of the famed window and blinked when he realised it was his omnitrix. "What's up with that?" He asked, gesturing to the symbol.

"It just...seems to fit," She said, awkwardly.

"I like it," He smiled warmly at her. "I'm glad you're here."

"When she's dressed like that, every straight male is," Hawkeye said absently as he worked on the jet controls.

"And here I thought people would be staring at me," Widow said in an amused voice. "Never thought I would know what it feels like to be emasculated." Divine sighed deeply at that.

"I swear, you're the only one here who isn't constantly focused on my chest." She told Harry in an appreciative tone. He nodded, not really having the heart to tell her that he simply kept his thoughts internal.

A.N: I don't really know much about the character, as unfortunately, my research only shows the bare minimum in that she was a clone and is a bad guy and that was about it (also, she wasn't really made by Cadmus). This chapter was just a lot of chest jokes (it's kind of the law for all Power-girl related stuff) but if I ever wrote her (and even this story) then I'd probably go for the Superboy route where she doesn't immediately have access to all of her powers. Because if I didn't then I'd have to think up reasonable conflicts for a full-powered kryptonian and a Ben 10 copy.