TERROR ON TERRA
by Tyval
NC-17 for m/f and f/f sex, cons., mild fetish: Xena/Callisto; Xena/Callisto/female(Apella); Xena/Callisto/Apella/Questar


summary; Three months after the events of Dahak Death, a new, even
deadlier threat rises up to challenge Questar and Xena. To combat this
new menace they are joined by Questar's former lover Golden Girl, who is
also known as Apella, the 1500 year old daughter of Apollo, and
Callisto? Against the menace of Hercules?


These versions of Hercules, Xena, Gabrielle, Joxer, Meleager, Ares, and
Cupid are owned by MCA/Universal.
These versions of Questar, Mace, Golden Girl(Apella), Arsenal(Lee Van
Tallon), and the groups G.O.L.D.(Global Order of Law and Defense), and
Alliance of Justice are owned by me under my real name.



Chapter 1:


   The denizens of Hollywood Ca. had seen it all and were used seeing
strange and bizarre sights. From punk rockers, street gangs, runaways,
waitresses with stars in their eyes, and even the occasional star, some
rising, some fallen, they were a jaded people, unique even in diverse
so. California. Few were those who came to this ' boulevard of broken
dreams' who could rate a second glance from the hustlers, tourists, and
would be actors that populated this mecca of shattered lives and visions
of glory. On this day there were two.


   A tall, dark haired, strangely handsome man in white leather leaned
wearily on a stunning blonde haired woman in leather armor, akin to that
of old ' swords and sandals' movies. The woman was beautiful by any
standard, full high breasts, long legs, extremely athletic yet feminine,
an empty sword scabbard was on her back, a silver disc shaped weapon was
on her hip.


   The man was already visibly tired, as if from a long journey, still
he used his power to cast a translation spell on them both. The woman
was forced to steady him as even this effort was almost too much for him
after the ordeal of escape. Two young women passed them and giggled.


   " Nice ass," the first woman said.


   " Which one?," the second woman asked. 


   " Both of them," the first woman laughed.


   The two women walked off laughing. A teen-aged black boy riding a
board with wheels on the bottom stopped in front of them. 


   " Whoa lady, you are phat!," the boy said.


   " Fat? I'm not fat, am I?," The blonde woman asked, somewhat shocked
as she touched her flat washboard stomich.


   " Oh no lady," the boy explained," Phat is p-h-a-t, it means pretty,
hot, and tempting!"


   " Uh, thanks, I think. Did we make it Ares?," the blonde woman asked
as the smiling boy took off.


   " I-I think so Callisto," Ares said. 

   
   For several minutes the newcomers stared at this strange new world
they found themselves in. The air smelled bad, the buildings were taller
than anything they were familiar with, and metal monsters filled the
streets, people entering and leaving them at will. So many people, and
so much noise. The metal monsters made loud blaring sounds, odd music
come from many different souces, much of it clashing with other sources. 


   " The ones we seek are somewhere in this land of the insane," Ares
said firmly, trying to shake his fatigue.


   " This city is more chaotic than Athens," Callisto agreed," I've
never seen so many people. Oh, there's one of those men in blue like we
saw in the vision. Perhaps he can tell us where to find the ones we
seek."
 

   Ares and Callisto started walking towards the rookie police officer.
The officer was writing something and putting the paper on the front of
a non-moving metal monster in front of a red metallic stool. The builing
behind him had strange lettering that Ares and Callisto couldn't read;
B-A-N-K. Just as they reached the officer,  new noises, similar to those
of what the Asians called fireworks, were heard from inside the
building.


   The man in blue drew a strange small club from its sheath as he
whirled around. Ares and Callisto were puzzled since it looked like he
was holding the wrong end of the club. Out of the building rushed 6 men,
also holding their small clubs by the wrong end. The leader was a well
muscled black man, behind him were 2 white men with purple hair only in
the middle of their heads, just behind them were the last 3, a skinny
black man, a fat white man in leather, an a wiry oriental man.The
officer believed himself to be dead, but he was determined to do his
duty.


   " Police! Freeze!," the officer shouted.


   Smoke and thunder flew from the oddly held clubs. Ares stepped in
front of the officer and waved his hand. Numerous flowers fell
harmlessly to the ground. Before the would be bank robbers could fire
again Callisto hurled her chakram. The chakram knocked the gun from the
leaders hand, bounced off a fire hydrant, sliced through the guns held
by both the purple mohawked men, careened off the side of the bank,
knocked the gun away from the oriental, hit a streetlight, knocked the
gun away from the skinny man, into the wrist of fatso causing him to
drop his gun, then off the bank wall again back to Callisto's hand. 


   Angered, the 6 men charged at Callisto. Callisto jumped and kicked
both the mohawk twins, spun around and kicked the skinny man right in
the stomich. The leader swung at her wildly, Callisto ducked, landing a
solid backfist on fatso. The oriental skillfully threw a kick and a
follow up punch that Callisto blocked, then even more skillfully kicked
him in the face. 

   Callisto spun around again landing another backfist, this one to the
leader, followed by a side kick to the skinny man. Callisto then landed
another kick on the oriental and a kick to the balls on fatso. The
Mohawk twin hadn't learned their lesson and were in perfect position for
another split kick. Callisto then stomped on one twins foot, throwing
the other twin right into fatso. Fatso and one of the twins was down as
Callisto landed 3 quick kicks to the second twins stomich followed by a
forearm smash that took him out of the fight.


   Callisto caught the leaders punch, flipped him down and giving him a
quick kick to the face. The skinny man tried to grap her, but got only
air as Callisto rolled backwards and kicked him right in the face with
both feet. With a loud kiai! the oriental charged at her. He was good,
but Callisto blocked his strikes with ease. Callisto kicked the oriental
right in the solor plexus followed by a backfist and two more swift
punches. 


   The leader and the skinny man rose groggily to their feet. Callisto
was ready to finish them when their eyes glazed over and they slumped to
the ground with silly grins on their faces. Callisto steaded Ares as
even that minor spell nearly caused him to collapse.


   " Be happy," Ares wearily said as the love dust came from his hands.


   " Uh, thanks," the stunned officer said, relieved to still be alive,"
Oh, you two are some of those people. Great outfits, but they're not
quite right."


   " What's wrong with our clothes?," Callisto innocently asked.


   " Well, your outfit is way too small, but that's okay, you look great
in it, but you don't use the frisbee. And he's supposed to be in black
leather and have a beard," the officer said.


   " We're looking for...," Ares tried to ask.


   " Oh yeah, walk 6 blocks that way and you'll be right at Mann's
theater, can't miss it. The whole towns going nuts because the lady
herself is supposed to be there for the premiere," the officer pointed.


   Ares and Callisto were really confused as the officer talked to a
small box about needing back-up. Walking in the direction they had been
directed they soon ran into the most bizarre sight yet in this world of
madness. Hundred's of people lined up in front of a building with an
oriental facade. Lights flashed and the people cheered as long black
metal monsters pulled up. Many of the people wore oddly familiar
costumes. 


   There were several people dressed in replica's of the clothes worn by
Xena and Hercules. There were some dressed as Ioulas and Gabrielle, a
few dressed as Ares or Callisto, and a handfull of men dressed like the
hero who won the heart of the warrior princess and brought her to this
time. As the crowd cheered, people stepped out of the metal monsters
prompting more cheers and flashes of light. 


   " That one looks a little like Hercules, if he had a beard and was 6
inches taller," Ares said, as Kevin Sorbo walked by.


   " That woman looks like me, sort of," Callisto gasped as Hudson Leick
looked at her.


   " Nice outfit," Hudson Leick told Callisto," Wow, the resemblance is
uncanny, but I don't use a chakram." 


   " Are you sure you're not Autolycus?," Ares asked Bruce Campbell.


   Ares and Callisto watched as they all walked by, Michael Hurst, Rene
O'Conner, even Lucy Lawless, proudly displaying her new daughter.
Finally the guests of honor arrived. A sleek G.O.L.D. flying car hovered
over Mann's theater before gently floating to the ground to the wild
cheers of the crowd. Ares and Callisto gasped as the implications hit
their minds. Man could fly in this time! 
    

   Out of the car stepped a tall athletic man in a very tight tux.
Waving to the crowd Questar ripped the uncomfortable tuxedo off
revieling his super-hero uniform underneath. Questar's uniform was
sleeveless and had a deep v neck all the way to his trim muscled waist.
Many women screamed at the sight of his steel hard wiry muscularity. 


   Questar then flipped backwards completely over the flying car to open
the door for the woman of the hour. Out of the car, radiant in a lovely
white gown stepped Xena, Warrior Princess! Three months of living in
this time had been good to her. The intense training she was undergoing
in order to fight the hi-tech and super-powered criminals had put her in
the best shape of her life. But it was in having a man the caliber of
Questar as her husband that had given her eyes a sparkle and her lips a
smile.


   Xena undid a string on the back of her neck. The gown fell to the
ground reveilng Xena in a wearing a hi-tech, bullitproof, modified
version of her old armor. The crowd went ape shit. Xena blushed. She was
unused to being cheered by so many people. Any regrets she might have
had in coming to this new world were long gone. 


   Xena looked shyly at Questar. He was a wonderful man and a fantastic
lover. If anything their love was growing stronger. Just a few days ago,
Xena had had her first taste of being a super-heroine when she had
knocked out the pathetic super-villain loser who called himself Dr.
Rampage, but who was known to everyone else as Dr. Ridicules. What a
loser! Despite having great power Dr. Ridicules was a bigger imbecile
than Joxer. Xena had taken him out with one chakram toss. 


   Questar was determined to make Xena an official member of G.O.L.D. by
the next weekend. Xena was now twice the martial artist she had been
just 3 short months ago. She had learned how to use guns and laser's,
how to drive a flying car, and could now speak perfect English, (albeit
with a so. California accent). Xena couldn't read English yet, but
Gabrielle already could. 


   Xena smiled again at that thought. Gabrielle was 2 months pregnant
with a daughter by her and Mace. They had already picked out a name for
her, Eve. The flashes of cameras jolted Xena back to the present. Xena
smiled and waved to the cheering crowd.    
   

   " Xena! Xena! Over here!," Callisto cried," Please! I have to talk to
you! We need your help!" 


   Xena's smile instantly vanished, eyes flashing in sheer rage as she
saw Ares and Callisto. Callisto smiled happily as she saw Xena. Xena
leaped on the roof of the flying car, using it as a springboard fora
second leap at the woman she beleived to be her long time enemy. Only
when Xena landed in front of her, eyes burning in anger did Callisto's
joy become fear.


   " No! Wait! I'm not her!," Callisto cried in terror.


   Questar spring-boarded over the roof of the car as well. ' Ares! What
the hell does that jerk think he's doing here?,' Questar angrily
thought,' He's got a hell of a nerve pulling this stunt with me around.'
Questar was totally pissed. This was supposed to be a special day for
the woman he loved ad Xena didn't need to have to deal with the old
wounds. Questar, though mortal/mutant had slugged it out with members of
the Asgardian, Egyptian, Chinese, and Japanese pantheon's and held his
own.    


   Callisto cowered and offered no resistance as Xena knocked her down,
turned her over on her stomich and put her in a double arm lock. Still,
even as angry as she was Xena already knew that something was wrong.


   " Please! Owwww! Please! I'm not who you think I am!," Callisto
cried," Please, you're hurting me! Nooo! I'm not her! Please! Don't hurt
me! Noooo!"   


   Questar also knew that something was really strange as he sent an
unresisting Ares down with a single jump. Ares seemed too tired to even
try to fight back as Questar threw him against the flying car. Using his
telekinetic powers Questar took a pair of nullifier handcuffs from the
glove box. Off duty or not, Questar was always prepared (but he's no boy
scout). The cuffs were effective even on Olympians, that thought made
Questar smile slightly because he knew an Olympian who loved wearing
them.


   Xena secured Callisto's arms behind her back, then jerked the
sobbing, crying woman to her feet. This was freaking Xena out. The
Callisto she knew wouldn't make a sound if her fingernails were being
pulled out. Xena looked at Callisto's eyes and was even more confused.
The anger, hate, and evil in Callist's eyes that Xena well knew was not
there. In their place was innocence, goodness and love. This Callisto
had Gabrielle's eyes!     


   " Please don't hurt me Xena," Callisto begged through tears," Please!
Mercy!"


   " How dare you ask for mercy after all the pain and death you've
caused," Xena said through clenched teeth," I'll break you in half!"


   " Nooooo! I'm not her Xena! Please!," Callisto pleaded," I'm the
other one, the one from the other universe!"


   Xena was so stunned by tht statement that she actually released
Callisto. Instead of trying to run, Callisto knealt in front of Xena,
head to the ground in an act of total submission.


   " She's telling the truth," Ares said," Ares, God of Love at your
service." 


   Questar did a quick mental probe of the helpless duo, his eyes
growing wide.


   " I think we'd better skip the premiere darling," Questar
half-smiled," Something tells me that things are about to get pretty
interesting."


   Questar put Ares and the weeping Callsto into the back seat of the
flying car. The special plexiglass formula that seperated the front seat
from the back could stop a bazooka shell. The crowd thought it was just
part of the show as the flying car lifted off in VTOL mode. Questar
activated the holo projectors and electronic jammers to ensure that no
one could follow him as he headed for the secret HQ of G.O.L.D. 


   Questar ran a quick check on who was currently at G.O.L.D. There were
four names. The last one brought a sad smile to Questar's lips. ' If I
believed in coincidence,' Questar thought. The last name was a person
who currently was not a member of G.O.L.D. Currently was the key word.
There had been others before that had used the name, the current team
was actually the third to use the name, but this person had been both a
founding member of the very first G.O.L.D. team and later had helped
form the greatest allies of G.O.L.D., ironicly called the Alliance of
Justice. 


   The lady was known as Golden Girl, her name though was Apella.
Apella, the daughter of the Olympian god Apollo, and former lover of a
man called Questar!