Major Justice swung himself over the railing of the balcony and dropped twenty-five feet down into the combat pit. The large muscles of his legs flexed as he impacted with the hard packed earthen floor. He rose from a crouch uninjured by the great fall. He stood tall in the center of the pit and raised his arms over his head, relishing in the cheers of the audience.
“Enough waiting!” he yelled loudly enough to be heard. “Let the match begin!”
The crowd roared its approval. Admiring eyes of both men and women alike marveled at the physique of their hero. His arms were like powerful pistons. His heavily muscled thighs were as thick as a normal man’s waist. His barrel chest, made all the larger by a thick, pliable layer of body armor, radiated strength and invulnerability. He stood six foot three. He weighed two hundred and fifty pounds. His chiseled, dimpled chin and hatchet-like nose gave him a ruggedly masculine handsomeness. His scowling mouth and downward turned, razor-like eyebrows indicated that he was not a man to be crossed. His dark eyes were intense and serious.
“Ms. Marvelous!” the man shouted at the beautiful blonde standing atop the outer wall of the pit. “Make your selection! Who shall be your partner in the team match?”
The eyes of the spectators turned to focus on the young woman. It had only been fifteen minutes since her humiliating defeat at the hands of the vampire, Oni Kamaha. She was on her feet, but still wobbly. It seemed that she would have little chance in a match with Major Justice. Her selection of a partner, then, was all the more important. It needed to be someone strong. It needed to be someone that could carry the battle while she regained her strength.
The heroine’s silver jumpsuit was in tatters. Her breasts were bared. Her womanhood was visible. Her long blonde hair was ruffled and dirty. But a look of steely resolve glowed in her wide blue eyes. Her delicate jaw was set firm in determination. She had challenged the Major to this match—She had gotten right in his face and demanded that he fight her. Now, despite her weakened condition, she would get her chance. And if she lost it might be catastrophic for her. There were no rules in the Games. Rape was common.
The audience had come to the Games solely for this purpose. They wanted to be entertained. They wanted to see beautiful young mutant women be beaten and raped. They did not care that Ms. Marvelous had lost her first match. They did not care that the vampire had drained her blood and ravished her. They did not care that Major Justice was fresh and that the match was completely unfair. All they cared about was seeing more of the glamorous super-heroine’s jumpsuit ripped from her lithe body. All they wanted was to see was the gorgeous girl getting fucked in the center of the pit by their host and champion, Major Justice.
The beautiful heroine could feel the hungry eyes bearing down on her. She stood tall, her head held proudly in the air, her arms crossed in front of her naked breasts. Her cheeks burned with a fiery blush at the knowledge that her bared body was being lusted over. Her anger flared at the sight of the camera drones hovering in the air in front of her, recording on film her utter humiliation. Her spirit cried out for vengeance against her tormentors. The man in the center of the pit was eyeing her slender body and smacking his lips. He was mocking her. Yes, she was weakened, but she would make him pay for his crimes. She would make Major Justice pay for all that he had done.
“You will know my selection soon enough, bastard!” she snarled back at the man. “But first tell me who is to be your teammate? Whom will you partner with in the coming match?” The Major smiled wickedly. The sight of the gorgeous super-fem standing above the pit and trying to maintain her dignity while her swollen tits were hanging out of her jumpsuit was almost more than he could endure. His large cock threatened to rip its way out of his pants at any moment. God, how he wanted to fuck the bitch!
But not just the beautiful blonde, Major Justice reminded himself. He wanted to screw her dark haired friend, too. The equally sensational Elle Mental was also back on her feet, standing just behind the blonde, but she too was greatly weakened by a previous defeat in the Games. Sergeant Steel had seen to her humiliation, not only beating the girl down physically but also bringing off her climax in a splendid
display of super-heroine degradation. She stood there, now, her jumpsuit in an even greater state of disrepair than that of her fair-haired friend, a false look of confidence on her face and a feigned eagerness to fight sparkling in her brown eyes.
It was all working out almost better than he had planned. Although the Major had promised the audience a team match, he was now certain that he could defeat both of the M-Girls on his own. He was a great fighter, after all, and was sure that the weakened heroines would provide little challenge for his expert abilities. To his glory and the delight of the spectators, he would unleash his magnificent cock and rape them both!
“What makes you think that I need a partner?” he answered arrogantly. “I am a great and mighty hero—I will defeat you and your teammate easily and without any help whatsoever!” The crowd cheered loudly at this remark. And they had little doubt that their champion spoke truly. Major Justice had often participated in the Games. They had seen firsthand his combat prowess and his ability to subdue female opponents. Yes, the Major and his enormous endowment were well known to the fans of these events. He had beaten and raped many a lovely mutant girl. “Justice! Justice! Justice!” the audience began to chant.
The man in the pit raised his hands and motioned for silence. “Who shall you choose, Ms. Marvelous? Who shall be your teammate in a match against me?”
The blonde beauty turned and looked at her companion. Elle returned her gaze with a look of concern, not for herself but for her heroic friend.
“Are you alright, Jody?” the dark angel asked. “It has been so soon since your defeat at the hands of Oni Kamaha. Surely your strength has not yet returned--”
“It is very odd,” Ms. Marvelous agreed, “since suffering an orgasm usually steals my super powers. In the past, it has always required at least a few hours for my powers to return. But though I am still weak, I can feel my powers returning much more quickly this time. I cannot explain it, other than to say that we may still have a chance.”
“In that case,” Elle replied eagerly, “let us enter the pit and teach Justice a lesson. Neither of us may be at a hundred percent but we can yet know victory over this lout!”
Jody turned back to face the pit. The Major waited impatiently in the center of the combat area. His massive biceps flexed in an overt attempt to intimidate her. His rock hard shoulders rippled with strength. His neck was nearly as thick as her own twenty-three inch waist. She had battled against him before, in her apartment. He had caught her by surprise and defeated her. He had raped her with a dildo and taken her prisoner.
But perhaps, by working together, the M-Girls could defeat him in this match. Perhaps, with some luck, they could humble the arrogant leader of the MCT. But to what end, the beautiful heroine wondered? What would be gained other than some small bit of pride? Would they not still be prisoners? Would they not still be held captive in the Institute for Genetic Studies? And would they not be forced to participate as gladiators in future events? No, the angelic blonde decided, the MCT Games were an event she wished to experience only once in her life. There had to be a better way.
The heroine raised a hand to quiet the crowd. She held her head high and announced her selection.
“I choose Solar Flare!”
The crowd buzzed with excitement and surprise. “The women’s champion!” one man blurted out.
“But I thought they were enemies?” a woman asked.
“This is going to be great!” another exclaimed.
Jody turned back to her friend. The look of disappointment and hurt on Elle’s face stung her to the core. “I am sorry, dear friend, but it has to be this way. You are in no condition to fight Major Justice. With Solar Flare’s help, we may at least have a chance.”
“I do not trust the woman!” Elle snapped back. “She will sell you out at the first opportunity!” “Perhaps,” Jody agreed, “but it has to be this way. Defeating Major Justice is now a secondary concern. We have greater fish to fry…”
“What do you mean?”
“Just be ready. I will still need your help.”
“In what way?”
Jody’s eyes glanced across the line of female mutant warriors lining the side of the pit. “You know these women better than I. They trust you. When the time for action is at hand, you must take the lead and guide them.”
Elle looked down at the controller belt encircling her waist. “With these devices strapped to our bodies there will be little that we can do.”
“I hope to remedy that situation,” Jody replied confidently. “With a little luck we might just be able to pull it off.”
Elle seemed skeptical. “Please be careful! Having you enter the pit against Major Justice is bad enough—With Solar Flare in there as well, you will truly be in great danger!”
“It has to be this way, I’m afraid. Only Flare has the right set of powers to make my plan work. And I think there may be some good in her, if we can just bring it out. We’ll see—Our lives may depend on it!”
“So!” a voice from behind interrupted. “Calling on little ‘sister’ to bail you out of the mess you find yourself in, are you?”
Jody spun to face the scowling face of her selected partner. “I meant what I said yesterday, Flare—Because of our shared experiences, we really are akin to sisters. There is no reason for us to be enemies.”
Solar Flare’s eyes narrowed. “Even if I believed that, why should I help you? After your last match, you must be as weak as a kitten. Why should I put my dignity-- and perhaps my life-- on the line for you?”
“I will hold my own in the pit, Flare. My strength is returning quickly enough.”
“Really?” the striking but venomous blonde replied in mocking disbelief. “After what Oni Kamaha did to you? Or was it the love juice of another woman that I saw stain the combat pit floor?” Jody extended her right hand and gripped her counterpart by the arm. “I still retain my super powers, I assure you.”
Flare winced as a vise-like grip tightened about her bicep. Her eyes locked with that of the young heroine. She yanked her arm free. “Then perhaps you have discovered a way to shrug off the effects of the Sartak? If so, you must share the secret with me sometime. And if not—Let’s just say that I will not be pleased if I have to do all the fighting myself. Remember, Jody, there are no rules in the combat pit. After dispatching with the Major, I may decide to finish you off as well. How many orgasms can you resist, I wonder? How many--”
“You can try if you want, Flare!” Ms. Marvelous snapped back in anger. “Or you can use your powers in a more productive manner and help us to escape this foul prison!”
Solar Flare almost laughed. “Escape? Are you completely deluded, woman? Even if it were possible to escape the Institute, why should I help you? Or have you forgotten that the Agent-X Program has ordered me to remain here as their spy inside the MCT operation?”
“I have not forgotten. But as I said in our previous conversation, the Program is not the end of the world. It is unfair that they have left you to rot in this place. It is unfair that you, their newest and most powerful super-agent, is forced to serve as a lowly spy while lesser agents are out running about the world on much more important missions. The Agent-X Program has abandoned you, Flare. The time has come for you to question your loyalty to an organization that has none for you.”
Solar Flare turned away. She looked into the combat pit. She looked at the man that had imprisoned her. “We shall see,” she finally stated. “If the circumstances seem right then perhaps I shall help you in your mad quest. And in any case, I have long wanted to test my skills against those of the Major. You have done me a favor, in a way—For a long time I have hungered for a real challenge. Raw brutes like Galago have been unable to provide it. Perhaps Major Justice can.”
“Good,” Ms. Marvelous said with a nod toward her new partner. “It is decided, then. And since one favor deserves another, you may have the first crack at him.”
The audience cheered as the two super-women descended into the pit. The combined beauty of the two blondes was striking. So closely did the girls resemble one another that the spectators had more than a little difficulty in telling them apart. That changed, though, as the one known as Solar Flare began
to power up. Her hands began to glow with a distinctive yellow light. Raw energy crackled in the air around her. A bright fire seemed to consume her eyes. Her long hair radiated outward from her scalp. “Conserve your energy!” Ms. Marvelous suggested to her younger and less experienced partner. “Pointless displays of power will gain us nothing!”
Solar Flare ignored the unwanted advice. She glared at Major Justice threateningly. “I am going to enjoy frying you!”
The leader of the MCT stood his ground but a worried look came over his features. This was not part of the bargain, he thought. Fighting Solar Flare had not been part of his plan. But how could he have known that Ms. Marvelous would pull such a stunt? How could he have anticipated that she would select someone other than Elle Mental to be her partner? The M-Girls were a team! Why would she do such a thing?
The Major looked toward the blonde heroine with a lustful hunger. Why had she chosen Solar Flare? Were the two women not bitter rivals? Had it not been Ms. Marvelous herself that had defeated Solar Flare and handed her over to the MCT? Why then would she select this particular girl? Why would she select the women’s champion to be her partner?
But the answer was quite obvious, he supposed. Solar Flare was the best. She had never been defeated in the Games. And though Major Justice had always intended to fight her, sooner or later, he had not wanted to do it on this night. And certainly not in a handicap match!
“Wait!” Major Justice shouted while relinquishing the center of the combat pit to his fiery female foes. “I have changed my mind—Yes, I think that I shall select a partner after all!” The response of the audience was mixed. Some cheered. Some chuckled. But the Major did not care. The embarrassment of backtracking on his earlier boast was nothing when compared to the humiliation he would endure if he were defeated in the combat pit.
“Coward!” Solar Flare hissed in disdain. “Will you not fight me? Must you seek a champion to defend you?”
“I will fight you,” Justice replied with an arrogant snarl. “But it is only fair that I have a partner. We will make this match two against two.”
“Very well,” Flare answered impatiently. “Then who do you select? Who shall be your partner?” Major Justice considered his choice carefully. But in the end there could be only one possible selection. There was only one mutant capable of holding his own against two such powerful women. There was only one gladiator that had proven himself a match for the awesome Solar Flare. “I select the men’s champion, Montezuma!”
Solar Flare’s eyes narrowed. “I might have guessed! But your claims of wanting a fair fight are proven empty, Major—Ms. Marvelous is still weak from her earlier match. You know very well that by selecting Montezuma the odds turn in your favor!”
Justice shrugged innocently. “I shall not be held responsible for the condition of your partner. It was not I that humiliated her. Nor would I have even thought to fight her had she not challenged me. It is her fault. She is to blame--”
Ms. Marvelous stepped forward and looked her jailor in the eyes defiantly. “I am perfectly fine! Select any number of partners, I don’t care! I will beat you all!”
“There, you see?” the Major shouted to the crowd. “All is well! Both sides are ready to fight and the match shall be a fair test of skills. Once again, I call on Montezuma—Enter the combat pit!” The audience cheered wildly as a fighter stepped forward from the line of male mutants and dropped over the ledge of the pit. His red jumpsuit clung to his athletic body like a second skin. His powerful muscles rippled beneath the tight-fitting fabric. Waves of long black hair flowed over his shoulders and down his back.
“Montezuma! Montezuma!” the crowd chanted excitedly.
“My god…” Jody said in amazement. “He is… gorgeous!”
“You noticed?” Solar Flare replied in amusement.
Like most of the audience, the infatuated heroine could not help but stare. Montezuma stood just over six feet tall. His athletic, two hundred and twenty pound frame was perfectly proportioned. His arms and shoulders were like those of a god. His chest was enormous. His tapered waist was slim. His
abdominal muscles were ripped. His thighs and calves were like those of a Greek hero. And not least, his male package, bulging beneath the crotch of his tight-fitting jumpsuit, was clearly huge. Jody’s body, already aroused from the stimulation it had endured in the previous bout, began to tingle uncontrollably at the sight of her opponent. “This is not what I need right now!” she groaned. “He really is something,” Solar Flare agreed. “But his beauty is matched by an underhanded treachery. Like many of the mutants imprisoned here, he has come to accept his life as a gladiator. He lives to fight in the pit. He has never been defeated.”
Jody’s eyes returned to the bulge in Montezuma’s pants. “A good fighter, huh? Didn’t you say that the two of you fought to a draw?”
“Yes, we battled to a stalemate. He is not quite as strong as I am but proved to be more agile. His style of martial arts is unconventional. And whatever you do, do not allow him to chant.” “Chant?” Jody asked in surprise. “What do mean?”
Solar Flare chuckled sinisterly. “Let’s just say that Montezuma’s powers are bizarre. Whatever you do, do not allow him to chant or you will be in big trouble.”
The blonde heroine’s eyes left the crotch area of her opponent just long enough to scan his extraordinarily handsome facial attributes. Montezuma’s light blue skin did little to detract from the sharp lines of his native-American features. The distinct shape of his face seemed to have been chiseled from stone. His eyes were foreboding and dark. They seemed to look right though her. Jody blushed and looked away in embarrassment.
“Maybe you should take on the Indian while I tackle Major Justice,” she suggested shyly. “Whatever floats your boat,” Solar Flare agreed. “Just save a piece of the arrogant fool for me, will you? The man owes me a debt!”
“Then let’s do this!” Ms. Marvelous shouted in excitement. “Let’s show them just why blondes have more fun!”
Almost as one, the beautiful warriors leapt into the air and sped toward their adversaries. The audience roared as punches were thrown. They cheered as kicks were landed. They applauded as blows and counterblows were exchanged.
The two pairs of combatants quickly separated. On one side of the pit, Solar Flare traded punches with Montezuma. Her movements were like a blur. Her kicks were flashy and textbook. She pressed the fight, forcing her foe to go on the defensive and back peddle. Finally, he could retreat no further. His back bumped up against the wall of the pit.
“Now I have you!” Flare declared confidently.
“The battle has only just begun!” Montezuma countered with a smile.
The female fury stepped forward and threw a straight right at the mutant’s head. At the last possible instant he ducked under the powerful blow. Her fist smashed into surface of the wall. The impact of skin and bone against cement resounded throughout the arena. Chips of concrete flew into the air. Pain stabbed through Flare’s hand.
“Aaarrggghhh!” the girl cried out while taking a pair of steps back. “I think I broke my hand!” Montezuma was quick to take advantage of his injured opponent’s predicament. Using the wall as springboard, he bounded into the air and dropkicked the staggering girl in the chest. Her light of weight body flew backward through the air and crashed to the ground several feet away. He was on her quickly, attacking from behind as she rose to her feet. He pulled her arms behind her back. He gripped her wrists tightly in his hands. He crossed her elbows and painfully wrenched her hands in opposing directions.
Solar Flare’s back arched. Her ample chest jutted out in front of her. Despite her awesome might, she could not find the leverage to escape the painful double-hammerlock hold. Her arms felt as if they were being ripped from their sockets. But she knew that the fight was far from over. The hold was painful but not debilitating. She had been subdued, perhaps, but not beaten.
On the other side of the pit, Ms. Marvelous fought an equally furious battle against Major Justice. Her blows slammed time and again into the pliable body armor covering his chest. She drove a kick into his thigh and a knee into his gut. A chop to the side of the neck seemed to do some real damage. He tried to counter with a punch of his own but she deflected it to the side and gave him a slap across the face for his trouble.
“It’s not so easy this time, is it Major Justice? I am not caught off guard and vulnerable as I was when you attacked me in my apartment!”
“Perhaps,” the arrogant leader of the MCT replied while catching his breath, “but I think that your new found energy is mostly bluster! Or have you forgotten that I know all about your weakness to sensual stimulation? When I brought off your climax in our first encounter, you became as weak as a little bunny rabbit. After what Oni Kamaha did to you in the earlier match, I doubt that you can have much strength left!”
“I have plenty of strength, as you will soon learn, Major. And I will wipe that smug look off of your face if it is the last thing that I ever do!”
Ms. Marvelous flung herself into the fight once more. A side snap kick caught her opponent on the ribs. A leaping front thrust kick with the opposite foot landed solidly against his hard abdominal muscles. A spinning back fist strike nailed him high on the head. The beautiful heroine could see him wobbling on unsteady feet. His eyes appeared glassy. “Finally!” she thought. “Finally, I am getting past his body armor and doing some real damage--”
“Uuuhhh…” Jody groaned while lifting a hand to her head. “Feel lightheaded… Must be the blood loss… from my fight with Oni…”
The gorgeous heroine struggled to remain standing. Though her super-strength had returned, the explosive attack she had launched against the Major had severely taxed her already strained physical endurance. She looked down at her naked chest. The tiny puncture wounds above her nipples, caused by Oni Kamaha’s mystical teeth, were hardly noticeable. But though her genetically enhanced physiology was able to quickly heal the wounds, it had not yet been able to replace all the blood she had lost.
Jody knew that another bite wound existed on her neck. Her beating at the hands of the vampire had been thorough and complete. Her stamina was severely reduced. She could not expect a full recovery for several hours at least--
Major Justice attacked the faltering heroine with a combination of speed and strength. Two mighty blows slammed into her gut. A knee strike straightened her up. A knife-hand strike to her throat left her teetering on wobbly feet. He gripped the girl by her shoulders and quickly spun her around. He ran an arm through her legs and easily lifted her slender body to shoulder height. He slammed her face first to the hard packed earthen floor.
Ms. Marvelous grunted as she impacted with the ground. A cloud of dust rose around her fallen form. The breath was knocked from her lungs. Dirt got into her mouth. Without warning, a strong hand clamped down across the back of her neck. It pushed her face into the combat pit floor. A knee slammed down across her spine, holding her down. Groping fingers lifted the torn fabric of her jumpsuit and pulled it away from her ass.
“What are you doing?” Jody demanded between sputters. “How dare you touch me--” The beautiful heroine gasped as her butt cheeks were spread and a glove-clad finger pressed down against the puckered opening to her anus. The thick finger penetrated her an inch, then two. It wriggled back and forth inside her, stimulating her sphincter muscle while simultaneously trying to gain even more depth.
“Aaaagggghhhh!” the heroine screamed while trying unsuccessfully to squirm away. “Stop it! Stop it now!”
“I’m going to make you my whore,” Major Justice growled in reply. “I figure that this finger will take some of the fight out of you. Then I’m going to fuck you into oblivion!”
Ms. Marvelous groaned as the digit of her foe penetrated another inch into her enflamed hole. Her hands struggled vainly with the fingers grasping the back of her neck. Failing in this task, they pounded the dirt near her head in ever increasing frustration and erotic agony. Her long legs flailed about. Her feet scraped at the ground in a futile attempt to find leverage.
The gloved finger was fully buried inside her, now, its every movement causing her body to writhe in exquisite torment. Her struggles slowly subsided until, two minutes after the erotic torture had begun, she finally lay motionless on the ground. Her hands settled on the dirt next to her head. Her long blonde hair covered her face from view. Her legs relaxed and straightened, falling limply onto the ground. “Stop…” the young beauty moaned. “Can’t endure… much more…”
Pain and pleasure became as one as the finger continued to torture Jody’s anus. Sexual fantasies began to emerge from her subconscious mind and dominate her will. Whatever strength had been regained since the fight with Oni Kamaha was now lost. The finger in her ass was draining her power as surely as the vampire had drained her blood. She was a sucker for such treatment, she knew. Ms. Marvelous was as strong as ten men but a finger in the ass could reduce her to nothing more than a whimpering mass of aroused woman flesh.
“So… weak…”
On the other side of the pit, Solar Flare was fairing little better. The fiery super-fem’s arms remained pinned behind her back. Her shoulders ached. The glowing yellow energy that had fueled her furious attack had all but faded. Suddenly, her relentless foe shifted his grip on her slender wrists so that he held them both in one hand. To the beautiful blonde’s dismay, his free hand slipped around her body and cupped her right breast. He squeezed her flesh within his fingers. His thumb flicked enticingly across her nipple.
“Presumptuous bastard!” Solar Flare exclaimed in anger. “I will make you regret your audacity!” Her silent foe pressed hard on her boob, mashing the soft skin flat against her chest. The flesh of her squashed tit protruded from between his outstretched fingers like the surfaces of a water balloon that has been squeezed too tight. He forced his fingers to tighten, pinching the swelling mass and causing the girl to wince in pain.
“Don’t complain,” Montezuma hissed into Flare’s right ear. “A girl like you probably likes it rough!”
The blonde beauty cried out in anger and frustration as the hand of her foe continued to torment her aching tit. Like her partner, the more famous Ms. Marvelous, she was a product of metagenic science, a super-agent whose strength, toughness, and beauty had been increased to amazing levels through genetic alteration. And like Ms. Marvelous, she suffered from a weakness to sensual stimulation. Flare knew that if she allowed her opponent to continue in the groping of her breast that she might soon feel the incapacitating effects of the Sartak. She had to break free of his grasp soon or it might be too late.
But Montezuma had left her an opening. He had mistakenly assumed that her arms were sufficiently fatigued by the double-hammerlock hold that he could restrain them with a single hand. And though most women would have been completely at his mercy by now, Solar Flare was considerably tougher than most women. With a sudden, extreme effort, she wrenched her aching arms from his grasp and jerked her body away. Her throbbing breast came free of his groping fingers. She turned and struck him on the cheek with the back of her hand.
“You’re right!” the beautiful super-fem snarled, “I do like it rough! But I like being the one who dishes out the pain, not the one that takes it!”
Solar Flare lunged at her opponent and shoved him backward with all of her considerable might. He slammed into the wall like a wrecking ball hitting the side of a condemned building. He slumped to his knees and shook his head. He raised his arms in front of his chest to protect himself from the coming attack.
The fiery warrior prepared to kick her downed foe into oblivion. But behind her, she heard the soft moan of a female voice. She turned to look—
“Ms. Marvelous!”
Forgetting about Montezuma, Flare launched herself into the air and quickly covered the short distance to her partner. Major Justice was on top of the girl, the middle finger of his right hand shoved completely up her ass.
“Get off of her, you rodent!”
Solar Flare drilled a hook to the Major’s head. He teetered to side with a surprised and pained expression on his face. A second, even harder blow convinced him to remove the offending finger from his helpless victim’s ass.
Jody groaned in agony as the digit of her attacker exited her aching hole. She looked up just in time to see the Major reeling backward from a series of kicks and punches. Solar Flare was like a demon, her furious attack a never ending series of strikes and counterstrikes. Not all the blows made it through the Major’s defenses, but those that did caused him to wince in pain as surely as they caused the crowd to gasp in astonishment.
“Get to your feet!” Flare commanded while looking back over her shoulder. “Even I cannot defeat both of these men on my own. You must do your part!”
The young heroine rose wearily to her knees. She tried to set aside the erotic sensations raging through her lithe body. She tried to ignore the sexual fantasies dominating her mind. These were the symptoms of the Sartak, she knew. These were the tools of the inner demon that wanted always to steal her strength and weaken her resolve.
For the moment, it seemed, Solar Flare was more than a match for the reeling Major Justice. But there was another danger at hand—Montezuma was back on his feet and headed to join the fight. His eyes burned with the desire to attack Flare. His handsome features were contorted in rage over what she had done to him. Jody knew that she had to do something. She could not allow the men to double-team her partner.
“Not so fast!” she said while rising to her feet. “Two against one isn’t very fair!”
The beautiful heroine extended her left arm just as the angry mutant sped by. Her forearm clipped him under the chin like a steel beam and sent him spilling across the dirt surface of the combat pit floor. He landed awkwardly, his arms and legs flailing in opposite directions. A cloud of dust rose into the air.
“That’s what I am talking about!” Flare cheered excitedly while resuming her attack against Major Justice. “You finish off the Indian while I deal with this fool!”
Ms. Marvelous took a deep breath and tried again to control the sensations wracking her aroused body. She had to get herself together, she knew. She had to be victorious in this battle. Montezuma slowly got back to his feet. A trickle of blood dripped from his right nostril. His long black hair was ruffled. A burning anger consumed his dark eyes. But the heroine could see something else in his eyes. It was a look she had seen before. It was the look of lust.
“You are very beautiful!” he said threateningly. “I will enjoy raping you!”
“And I will enjoy being raped by you!” a voice inside the aroused heroine’s mind answered silently.
“No!” Ms. Marvelous shouted defiantly. “I will yet be victorious in this match!”
“You will not win!” the man retorted. “I will beat you into the dust and fuck you into submission!”
The virtuous girl’s eyes gave her away. She stared uncontrollably at her handsome opponent’s crotch. The bulge was getting larger beneath the tight red fabric of his jumpsuit. The heroine knew that her foe had been in her presence for too long. The super-powerful pheromones emitted by her body were affecting him. His massive cock was swelling and snaking its way down the inside of his right pant leg. His sexual arousal would soon be a match for her own.
“Damn!” Ms. Marvelous cursed silently. “If I do not finish this quickly then it might really get out of hand!”
Doing her best to ignore the sexual fantasies raging in her imagination, the valiant heroine leapt forward through the air at her powerfully built foe. She drove a kick at his head but he was too agile and ducked beneath it. A left hook narrowly missed. A right cross sailed wide. He dodged her attacks with the grace and speed of a lion, a mane of black hair trailing through the air behind him like a flag fluttering in the breeze.
‘You cannot dodge me forever--”
Montezuma’s right hand suddenly shot forward and grabbed the surprised heroine between the legs. She nearly feinted as his fingers pressed roughly against her vulnerable womanhood and a series of mind shattering sensations surged across her weakened body.
“You are as wet as a schoolgirl being groped for the first time!” he said excitedly while dipping his middle finger into her pink slit. “If I did not know better, I would say that you want this as much as I!” The heroine’s body stiffened. She gripped her opponent by the shoulders and for several long moments stood unmoving before him, on her tiptoes with her legs slightly parted and a pained expression on her face. She looked into his eyes and bit her lower lip. The tip of her opponent’s finger slid inside her wet hole. Sensations flooded across her body.
“No…” she gasped. “I will not… allow this…”
The blonde beauty’s head fell backward as the finger penetrated her fully. It wiggled about inside her warm depths, searching for her g-spot. Her mouth opened wide and she moaned loudly. To all the spectators watching, it seemed that she might be finished.
“No!” she cried out all at once while violently pushing her foe away. “I will not allow this!” Ms. Marvelous grabbed her insistent adversary’s wrist as he tried to reattach his hand to her crotch. He slapped her viciously across the face with his free hand. Her long blonde hair went flying as he slapped her a second time.
“Give in to me, bitch!” he screamed in a lustful rage.
His hand broke free of her weakening grip and once more grabbed hold of her sensitive womanhood. His middle finger quickly slid into her wet hole and penetrated her to the knuckle. “Can’t take… much more…” the blonde beauty moaned in desperation.
The finger found her g-spot. Her athletic body tensed as a new wave of powerful sensations crashed across her. His free arm wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her close against his chest. Her wide blue eyes looked helplessly up into his and again she thought about how gorgeous he was. “Please… no…”
“You are nothing but an oversexed slut!”
Ms. Marvelous moaned loudly as the finger tortured her sopping pussy. A powerful orgasm was building inside her loins. She knew that it would not be long before she was utterly defeated and humiliated.
“You are just like all the other mutant bitches I have raped in this place!”
Jody thought of all the other girls that had been physically abused during the long history of the Games. Montezuma was the men’s champion. But the title was a misnomer. She knew, now, that he had earned the championship not by defeating men, but by beating and raping women. “I will not… surrender…” she panted.
“You can do nothing to stop me. You are defeated--”
“No!” the spectacular heroine shouted defiantly. “I will never surrender!”
Ms. Marvelous wrapped her fingers around Montezuma’s ears. She squeezed with all of her remaining strength. The howl of her foe indicated that she had gotten his attention. His finger came out of her tormented pussy. His arm unwrapped from around her waist. He slapped her hands away from the sides of his head. He grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her to the ground at his feet. “Stubborn bitch!” he shouted in anger.
Ms. Marvelous struggled to her knees. She tried to stand but was met by the back of his hand. The knuckles crashed across her right cheek and spun her head. But the pain was a blessing. A second blow raised a welt on her skin. Her eyes hardened in determination. She looked up at her attacker and snarled. The stinging pain on her cheek helped to shake her out of her aroused daze. She pushed him backward and got to her feet. She raised her free hand and drove a palm strike into his forehead. She drove a knee into his bulging crotch. A super-powerful uppercut lifted him off the ground and sent him flying through the air.
Montezuma landed on his back several feet away. He grunted loudly and held his chest as if badly injured. The lustful rage burning in his eyes changed to fear. Ms. Marvelous stepped forward to finish off the man. It would be no problem, now, she knew. The bastard was no longer able to defend himself. She would drive another blow to his head and—
“Ms. Marvelous! Help me!”
Jody turned to locate the source of the voice. It was her partner, Solar Flare, getting the worst of it in her battle with Major Justice. She was on the ground, entrapped within the metallic coils of his battle suit. The tentacles held her arms pinned against her sides. They held her legs spread apart. The Major was leaning over her, between her long legs, his hands preparing to rip the jumpsuit from her slender body.
“Enough!” Ms. Marvelous shouted while racing through the air toward the embattled combatants. “You will not rape anyone today!”
Jody’s fist collided with the chin of her jailor and sent him sprawling across the earthen floor. She drilled a kick to his chest. An elbow to the top of the head sent him crashing back to the ground as he tried to rise.
The cybernetic tentacles of Major Justice’s combat suit unraveled from the fallen form of the Solar Flare so that they could deal with the more immediate threat. They flailed wildly through the air, waving this way and that like giant serpents intent on turning the beautiful heroine into tasty meal. In her weakened state, it was all she could do to fight off the lightning fast coils. For the moment, at least, her advantage was lost.
“Your partner is defeated and you shall soon fall to my superior might!” Ms. Marvelous shouted with mock confidence. “Surrender now and perhaps I shall let you escape without further humiliation!” Major Justice backed away while keeping the hi-tech tentacles between he and the feisty female foe. “Montezuma defeated?” he asked in amusement. “Do you mean that Montezuma over there?” Jody’s head turned in the direction that her arrogant opponent was pointing. Indeed, Montezuma was there, sitting on the ground and apparently not seriously injured. “Seth ra lee fane bur…” the mutant mumbled to himself. “Seth ra lee fane bur doom…” “Quickly…” Solar Flare said while wearily getting to her feet. “You must stop him from chanting…”
“Why?” Ms. Marvelous asked without understanding. “What will happen if--”
“Just stop him!” Solar Flare stated more forcefully. “Do not worry about me! I will take care of Major Justice!”
The angelic heroine looked at her partner with concern. Solar Flare seemed to be nearly out of energy. But Major Justice was at less than full strength, as well. And perhaps Montezuma really did represent the greatest danger.
“Very well! But I shall not be long. I will return to aid you once I am finished!”
Solar Flare watched as her spectacular partner leapt into the air and flew across the combat pit. “Good luck!” she thought while watching the beautiful blonde go. “I pray that you stop him in time or we are both doomed!”
The fiery super-agent clenched her fists and turned to face off with the leader of the MCT. The articulated metal tentacles of his body armor extended from his gauntlets and slithered through the air threateningly. She needed to avoid their constricting grasp, she knew. As much as she hated to admit it, her strength was not a match for serpentine-like appendages.
Solar Flare glanced upward at the arena ceiling. The skylights were dark. “Damn!” she cursed silently. “If only it were daytime, I could absorb the energy of the sun and recharge my powers!” Perhaps the earlier fight with Galago had taken more out of her than she thought, the beautiful warrior considered. The massive mutant had nearly broken her neck, after all. She had been forced to use her Super Nova technique in order to escape his strangle hold—The brilliant and blinding light that she had emitted was a powerful weapon but also an expensive one. It had drained much of her internal energy reserve.
And perhaps, too, Major Justice was a better fighter than she had been willing to admit. His martial arts abilities were extraordinary. His high-tech battle suit gave him great strength and protection. The cybernetic tentacles were a fearsome weapon. For the first time, she understood how it was that he had been able to defeat and capture Ms. Marvelous.
“But I wanted a challenge,” Solar Flare reminded herself silently. “Like a true heroine, I will rise to it!”
The determined and dazzling super-fem focused her incredible power. Brilliant beams of light shot from her eyes and merged in front of her face. A single larger beam exploded forward and impacted in the center of her opponent’s chest. His body was consumed by a radiant yellow glow. His face contorted in pain. A roar bellowed forth from his throat.
“Do your worst, mutant scum!” Major Justice shouted while enduring the microwave energy scorching his body. “It shall not be enough to save you from my wrath!”
Solar Flare fired a second blast from her eyes. To her amazement, the Major remained standing. She breathed deeply, trying to gather enough energy for a third attack. But the opportunity had passed. Without warning, her opponent’s cybernetic tentacles extended forward and encircled her lithe body. Moving as quickly as striking cobras, the metallic coils wrapped around her arms and legs. They lifted her into the air and pulled her limbs out from her body. They held her above the ground spread-eagle and defenseless.
“Put me down!” the struggling warrior screamed in frustration.
Major Justice smiled sinisterly. His hands lowered to waist level and manipulated a hidden seam in the crotch of his armor. He freed his massive cock and stroked it with his right hand. The enormous member stiffened rapidly. He pointed it at the beautiful girl mockingly.
“You are in no position to give orders, my lovely prize. But your haughtiness is as appealing to me as your luscious body—I shall enjoy fucking the pride out of you!”
Solar Flare was like a fly caught in the spider’s web. She struggled valiantly against the tentacles that held her. Camera drones buzzed around her lithe body, recording the images of her capture from every angle. And as her hungry foe began to real her in, drawing her defenseless figure ever closer to his threatening power pole, the gorgeous super-agent began to realize the true danger of her predicament. Not only was she about to be defeated, she was also about to be raped.
And if Solar Flare was counting on her partner to save her then she would have to wait, for Ms. Marvelous had concerns of her own. The beautiful heroine was on the other side of the combat pit, standing a few feet in front of Montezuma and trying to make sense of his chanting mumble-jumble.
“Face me and fight, Indian!” she growled in challenge. “I do not make a habit of attacking an opponent while he is down, but my patience will not last forever!”
“Seth ra lee fane bur…”
The confused heroine crossed her arms in front of her naked breasts and frowned. The mutant seemed to be oblivious to her presence. He sat on the ground, his legs crossed and his hands resting palms-up on his knees. His eyes were closed and a peaceful look was on his extraordinarily handsome face.
“I do not know what you hope to accomplish by chanting, but whatever it is, it will not work!” “Seth ra lee fane bur doom...”
“If only you would defend yourself! Then I would not feel so guilty about knocking your block off!”
“Seth ra lee fane bur…”
“At least open your eyes, will you? If you see the punch coming then maybe--”
“SETH RA LEE FANE BUR DOOM CHAKKA!”
Ms. Marvelous was startled as her foe’s eyes suddenly opened and locked with hers. The smoldering orbs seemed to burn a hole deep inside her. They seemed to look into her very soul. “SETH RA LEE FANE BUR DOOM CHAKKA DOOM!”
The surprised heroine felt a presence surrounding her. To her amazement, she could feel invisible hands gripping her arms and legs. The hands were strong. They lifted her into the air and held her above the ground. Her feet dangled a meter off of the dirt surface of the combat pit floor. “Telekinesis?” she asked in bewilderment.
More hands clutched at her body. Unseen fingers wrapped around her throat. They crossed over her windpipe and choked off her breath. The gorgeous heroine struggled for air. Her body writhed within the invisible hands in a futile attempt to escape. More hands wrapped around her slender waist, restraining her.
“What is happening to me?” the beautiful super-fem croaked between gasps for breath. Still more fingers groped her breasts. They felt real. They felt warm. They caressed her soft skin with expert precision. They drew circles around the outside of her quickly swelling buds. They gently pinched and teased her nipples.
“No!” the frantic heroine cried out. “This cannot be happening!”
A hand rubbed across her flat stomach. Another slid between her thighs. Fingers probed her womanhood. Her nether lips were folded back. Her clit was stroked. The invisible fingers knew just how to touch her. They knew just how to satisfy the sexual fantasies that were once again growing strong in her mind. Jody looked down at the mutant sitting before her. His eyes glared back at her deviously. The eyes were probing. They were intense. Montezuma was not just a telekinetic, she suddenly realized. He was also a telepath. He was using telepathy to read her thoughts, to analyze her fantasies and determine the best way to stimulate her. He was raping her both inside and out.
“No!” she cried out again. “I will not allow you to--”
The gorgeous super-fem’s words were cut short as an invisible cock plunged between her pouting lips. Her eyes opened wide in surprise and protest. The massive muscle felt in every way real to her. It filled her mouth completely. Her gag reflex was quickly overcome by the huge rod as it lay atop her tongue and forced its way into her throat. She wheezed frantically through her nose in an attempt to get enough air to her oxygen-deprived lungs.
The stroking of her clit continue without relent. Erotic sensations were flooding across her body uncontrollably. Her tits were being tormented and rubbed by multiple sets of fingers. Although she was facing a single adversary, Jody knew that in a very real sense she was being gang-raped. The attack was as thorough as it was unexpected. And as the feelings washing over her body grew stronger, the valiant heroine knew that her defeat was at hand.
“I’m sorry, Elle…” the weakening heroine thought while glancing toward her friend on the outside of the pit. “I only wanted us to escape this place…”
Jody’s struggles against the telekinetic hands holding her arms and legs ceased. She was finished. Her mind gave in to the fantasies, providing yet more ammunition for the telepathic attack of her foe. Invisible fingers parted her butt cheeks. A cock, as large as the one invading her mouth, forced its way into her already tortured asshole. It penetrated her deeply, diving into her depths and wracking her defenseless body with never ending surges of excruciating pain and unbearable pleasure.
The gorgeous heroine’s nipples were hard and swollen. Her breasts were engorged with blood. Camera drones hovered in front of her, capturing on film the image of her distended and massive mounds. The audience was both dumbstruck and fascinated. They had seen Montezuma use his bizarre power before, telekinetically raping female gladiators, but never to such an extent as he was doing now to the beautiful Ms. Marvelous. They reveled in the sight of it, lusting over the heroine’s suspended and helpless figure as surely as did the mutant Indian, fantasizing in their own minds that it was they that were devouring her body and that it was they that were ravishing her mind.
The spectators could not see the invisible hands stroking the girl’s tits. They could not see the rock-hard cock plunged deep in her mouth or its twin penetrating deep into her ass. They could not see the fingers massaging her clit. But they could see the results. They could see the effect that Montezuma’s relentless attack was having on the defenseless girl. They could see that it was destroying her.
Jody’s eyes were closed. Her head was tilted back on her long neck. Her moans were muffled by the cock in her mouth. She did not resist what was being done to her. She could not resist. She was helpless and beaten. Her body was on fire with a passionate desire. Multiple orgasms were building within her loins. All she could feel was her rock-hard nipples being stroked mercilessly. All she think about was the thick-shafted man-dagger buried deep in her ass. All she could focus on was her swollen clit as it screamed in agony with each new rub across its sensitive surface. All she could smell and taste was the huge cock filling her mouth.
But then a new sensation rocked her universe. It penetrated her suddenly and to its full length, an enormous cock that seemed to fill all at once every corner of her sopping wet pussy. Her lithe body jerked and bucked in the air as the invisible cock began to fuck her, first pulling out and then slamming back in. With each new stroke of the massive thing she was once again stuffed full of cock. With each new thrust she was brought closer to the realization of a gigantic orgasm. Her abused figure was lifted up and dropped back down with each thrust and parry of the huge cock. It owned her body. It owned her soul.
The beautiful heroine’s orgasm exploded from her over-stuffed pussy like a geyser, splattering her love juice across the inside of her thighs and gushing down onto the dirt floor of the combat pit. Her lithe body jerked and shook as if being electrocuted. The torturous release seemed to go on forever and in the end, when it was finally over and when her spent body finally went slack, everyone in the arena knew that the once-great heroine known as Ms. Marvelous was utterly and thoroughly defeated.
The audience cheered insanely. The camera drones competed with one another for the best shot of her limp body as it dangled lifelessly in the air. Finally, the victorious Montezuma released her from his deadly telekinetic embrace and allowed her body to drop to the ground. She landed in a cloud of dust, her limp and seductive form falling atop the newly stained dirt of the combat pit surface.
The mutant Indian rose to his feet and breathed deeply the sweet smell of victory. Beads of perspiration moistened his brow. Despite appearances, the victory had not come easily. He had used the full extent of his mutant power to destroy the girl. Her strength had been great. At times, he had not been sure that he could maintain his hold over her body and mind. And the event had been just as real for him as it had been for her. Despite the fact that he had raped her with his mind, his body was just as spent as if he had done it with his real hands and with his real cock.
But now she was done. Montezuma looked past her fallen figure and across the pit. Major Justice had gained the advantage over the other female. His artificial tentacles were wrapped around her arms and legs like pythons. He was slowly drawing her closer with the intention of introducing her to his manhood. Total victory was at hand.
The mutant walked slowly in the direction of his partner. Perhaps after Justice had his way with Solar Flare, they might exchange girls. He would like a shot at the cocky woman’s champion. He knew that the Major wanted to fuck Ms. Marvelous. He looked up at the crowd. He could see that they were really getting into it. This was good thing since the orgy might go on for a long time. Both he and the Major were known for their endurance. He looked up at the camera drones circling overhead and then toward the production trailer.
“I hope they have a lot of film left,” he muttered evilly.
Jody whimpered softly as her mutant conqueror stepped over her unmoving figure and walked away. Her body felt as if it was on fire. Despite the massive orgasm she had endured, her body remained in a state of near unbearable arousal. Her breasts were swollen and hot. Her clit was at its maximum size and sensitivity. Her pussy was dripping wet. Her super-strength was completely gone. Her super-powers had vanished. Sexual fantasies raced through her imagination. The Sartak, had broken her will. She was beaten. She was—
A new sensation suddenly tingled within the depths of her abused pussy. It was warm and exhilarating. She could feel it slowly gaining in power. At first, she thought it might be another orgasm but then realized that it was somehow different. She could feel it growing. She could feel it getting stronger.
Jody remembered the feeling that Oni Kamaha’s crystal had caused when it dissolved inside her. This feeling was the same but also different. This sensation was not stealing power from her, as it had before, but returning it to her. It was a new kind of power. A different kind of power. It was like nothing she had ever felt before.
The beautiful heroine rose to her knees. The burning sensation consuming her tits and ass subsided. The fantasies raging through her mind were forgotten. All she could feel was the surge of power extending outward from her vagina to the rest of her body.
She got to her feet. The power continued to grow, exceeding anything that she had ever known or imagined. She was no longer Ms. Marvelous. She was no longer a super-heroine. She was now something different. Something fearsome. Something monstrous.
She lifted her head and brushed back the strands of blonde hair that had covered her face. Her eyes burned with a blood red glow. Her model-like features reflected a hard, uncaring countenance. Her lips folded back to reveal a set of animal-like fangs protruding from her upper jaw.
“Enough!” the transformed heroine shouted with a beastly voice. “The Blood Spirits will endure your insolence no longer!”
The demon-woman leapt into the air and flew across the pit in a flash. She landed behind Montezuma and tightened the fingers of her right hand around the back of his neck. She lifted him into the air, her incredible strength not even challenged by his two hundred and twenty pound mass.
“Done playing so soon?” she snarled up at her struggling captive. “But we were only just getting started!”
She flung his body across the pit with ease. He crashed violently into the cement wall some thirty feet away, his arms and legs flailing helplessly and his head making a hollow cracking sound as it impacted against the hard surface. He fell like a bail of hay and lay motionless on the ground. “Now for the other one…”
The onetime Champion of Megapolis walked casually toward the remaining pair of fighters. She stood beside them and smiled to show off her terrifying new set of canines. “Can I play, too?” she asked in amusement.
“What the hell?” Major Justice asked in disbelief. “What happened to you?”
“Nice look,” a wide-eyed Solar Flare commented while struggling against the metallic coils wrapped around her limbs. “Now what do you say to getting me unwrapped from these tentacles?” The blonde demon woman looked at one of the tentacles and chuckled. Her hand sliced downward through the articulated metal like a cleaver cutting through bone. Electrical sparks leapt from the cut ends like fireworks on the Fourth of July. The severed thing flailed about uncontrollably in the air. “Aaaagggghhhhh!” Major Justice cried in dismay. “How dare you damage my battle suit! How dare you--”
The man’s words were cut short as the second of his cybernetic tentacles was sliced in half. Like the first, it sparked and flailed about in the air. But the reenergized Ms. Marvelous was not finished with it. She grabbed the tentacle in her hands and pivoted on her feet. She pulled on the cable with all of her unnatural might. The crowd gasped in amazement as her opponent was lifted off the ground and flung
across the pit. He landed hard, like a rodeo steer roped around the head and jerked to a sudden stop. His right wrist gauntlet snapped loose from his armor and exploded in a burst of fire and smoke just above his head.
Sparks rained down on Major Justice’s damaged body armor. All at once, his second gauntlet, unable to handle the feedback it was getting from its damaged tentacle, overloaded and exploded. The audience groaned in stunned horror as the figure of their champion was consumed a billowing cloud of smoke. When the dust cleared, the spectators could see that their man was finished.
Major Justice lifted himself into a sitting position. He groaned and shook his head. He coughed up a bloody wad of phlegm. He looked down at his destroyed body armor. His entire body was smoldering. A huge hole had been ripped in the chest plate of his combat suit. It was all that he could do to remain conscious. With a motion of his hand, he signaled to his bodyguards that they should enter the pit and protect him from further damage and humiliation.
“The match is over…” he mumbled barely loud enough to be heard. “I concede defeat.” A hushed silence came over the surprised crowd. Major Justice ha never been beaten before. “But--” the Major said in a stronger voice while slowly rising to his feet. “There will be a rematch!”
At this pronouncement the fans regained their enthusiastic energy. Men and women cheered. Their champion would get another shot at the heroic super-fems in the next Games. Solar Flare ignored the shouts of the crowd. She wearily untangled herself from the remaining pieces of the destroyed tentacles. She looked across the pit at the Major in disgust. “I guess there is always next time” she said loudly enough to be heard by her partner. “There will not be a next time,” Ms. Marvelous growled in reply. “We will make our escape tonight!”
“What do you mean?”
The beautiful but sinister looking heroine gazed at her counterpart through fiery red eyes. “Do you have enough strength left to muster a Super Nova attack?”
Solar Flare paused before replying. “I think I might be able to scrounge one up.” “And can you fly to that guard tower?”
“I suppose…”
“Then let us escape and this vile place. Fly to the tower and deactivate the controller belts that restrain the prisoners. I shall do the same at the other tower. We shall slip away in the confusion. We shall gain our freedom!”
Solar Flare nodded in agreement. “Then cover your eyes—This isn’t going to be pleasant!” Ms. Marvelous turned her back and motioned to Elle Mental that she and the other female mutants should do the same. She closed her eyes in anticipation of what was to come. Solar Flare took a deep breath and focused her amazing metagenic power. Her long blonde hair extended outward from her head. Her eyes glowed a fiery yellow. Her muscles tensed and her fingers curled up into tight balls.
“Super Nova attack!” she screamed while exploding in a blinding ball of light.
For the briefest of instants, the arena glowed in the light of the sun. Spectators and guards alike were instantly blinded. Drained of energy, Solar Flare nearly crumpled to the ground. She panted for breath. But a determined look consumed her face.
“There may yet be many guards we shall have to deal with. It will not be easy to reach the towers--”
“Damn the guards!” Ms. Marvelous snarled. “Kill anyone that gets in your way! All that matters is that we escape this prison!”
Flare turned in the direction of the first guard tower but then paused. She looked back at her former enemy thoughtfully.
“Jeez, Jody!” she finally commented. “I always thought that you were a goody-goody. I never knew that you could be so ruthless!”
Ms. Marvelous watched as her counterpart leapt into the air and flew toward the top of the tower. She smiled evilly, revealing the horrific set of elongated fangs. A terrible hiss emanated from her throat.
“The Blood Spirits shall be free!” she growled while launching herself toward the top of the second tower.
Major Justice, his eyes smarting, pointed in the general direction of rogue women. “They are trying to escape!” he shouted. “Stop them!”
At the command of their leader, MCT guards pulled their weapons and began to blindly fire at the fast moving pair. The blasts of stun guns lit up the arena. Spectators in the bleachers dove for cover as energy beams crackled overhead.
“Get ready!” Elle commanded the other female mutants standing beside the pit. “Once the belts are deactivated, we go!”
Jody dodged and spun in the air to avoid the volleys of incoming fire. The guard tower was just ahead of her, its cement, bunker-like, cabin a seemingly invulnerable fortress of safety for the men inside. She knew that even her great strength would not be enough to break down its heavily reinforced walls. The windows, too, lined with titanium bars, were impenetrable. But the thick walls and unbreakable bars only served to camouflage a less visible weakness. For underneath the bunker, at that point where the small elevator platform lifted guards from the ground and into the cabin, was a much weaker steel hatch. It was toward this hatch that the fast flying heroine sped.
A single mighty punch knocked the hatch off of its moorings. It crashed inward like a missile, slamming into one of the two guards inside and instantly knocking him unconscious. Ms. Marvelous entered the bunker behind it, her surprise attack catching the remaining MCT soldier completely off guard.
“Get out!” she commanded the man while displaying her fangs.
The guard swallowed hard and thought twice about reaching for his pistol.
“Get out!” the demon woman demanded again. She waited impatiently as the man made the right choice and took advantage of his opportunity to duck out through the destroyed hatch and exit the cabin.
“Now for the controls!”
Ms. Marvelous examined the top surface of the control panel. There were numerous buttons and switches used for controlling everything from the heating system to the lights to the alarms. But in the center of the panel was a larger switch, protected by a plastic shield that prevented accidental deactivation. Above the switch was a glowing red indicator light. Above that was a warning label-- “Controller Belts are not to be deactivated without the express permission of Major Justice.”
“The Blood Spirits rule here now!” the heroine stated with a commanding growl. The blonde beauty quickly flipped the plastic shield over. She toggled the switch. The indicator light turned green.
“Just one last thing--”
The powerful super-fem raised her hands above her head. Her fingers formed tight fists. She slammed a crushing double hammer strike blow down onto the surface of the control panel. The
resulting explosion filled the cabin with fire. Smoke billowed from the barred windows. But the nearly invulnerable meta-human emerged from the hatch unscathed.
Jody looked across the arena and smiled. The second guard tower was also burning, compliments of Solar Flare. She motioned to her counterpart to join her at the side of the pit. “We have one more thing to take care of,” the blonde heroine said as the two women moved toward the group of male mutants lining the edge of the combat pit. “I will need the aid of your powers once more!”
Ms. Marvelous landed beside the beast-man known as Galago. She reached for the controller belt that encircled his monstrous waist.
“You don’t mind if I borrow this, do you?” she asked while ripping the belt from his body. “What are you doing?” Flare asked in bewilderment.
“Just follow me and get ready to do that eye-blast thing you do so well.”
Jody launched herself back into the air and quickly flew toward the MCT production trailer. A powerful kick sent the soldier guarding the door spiraling out of the way.
“I refuse to be a porn star in one of Major Justice’s movies!” the beautiful heroine shouted while throwing the belt inside the trailer.
Solar Flare quickly caught on to her new friend’s plan. Once again, her eyes began to glow. Twin beams of microwave energy merged in front of her face, then projected inside the trailer. The energy focused on the controller belt, causing the disk of high explosive to detonate.
The two super-women raised their arms and shielded their faces from the enormous explosion. Flames leapt from the trailer. Smoke billowed into the air. MCT technicians scrambled through the door to escape the blazing inferno.
On the opposite side of the arena, Elle Mental took a deep breath and gripped the ends of her own controller belt between her strong fingers. She gave it a quick tug. The buckle snapped easily. There was no explosion. The disk of high-explosive remained inert.
“Yes!” the beautiful brunette shouted excitedly while allowing the belt to drop from her hands and fall on the ground. “We are free! Let us teach these MCT fools a lesson and then escape from this prison!”
The other mutant women looked at one another in astonishment. Like Elle, they ripped the hideous controller belts from their bodies. They launched themselves into action, attacking the nearby guards with a pent-up vengeance. The arena came alive with awesome displays of mutant powers. Energy crackled in the air. Explosions shook the building. The MCT guards fought valiantly but had no chance. In moments, it was over.
Ms. Marvelous and Solar Flare crossed the arena and descended out of the air to land beside their dark-haired counterpart. The trio of super-fems watched in amusement as the pack of newly freed mutant she-devils did their worst to the guards that had for so long tormented them. Members of the audience ran this way and that in frantic attempts to find safety in the mayhem. Confusion reigned. Smoke filled the air. The Games had become utter and complete chaos.
Jody watched as Major Justice and his personal troop of shock soldiers fled the combat pit through a secret door in the wall. Before the door closed, the leader of the MCT looked back over his shoulder. For a long moment his eyes locked with those of his blonde nemesis. The heroine expected to see hatred in his eyes. Instead, she saw something more akin to begrudging respect. “Until next time!” the Major’s lips said.
The gorgeous super-heroine turned to her friends and smiled victoriously. Her fangs had disappeared. Her eyes no longer glowed red.
“I think that we should be going,” the blonde beauty suggested with a laugh. “The MCT is on the run. There is no reason to pursue them further.”
“Back to your goody-goody self, I see,” Solar Flare commented with a grin of her own. “What happened to you in there, anyway?”
Jody thought for a moment about the events that had occurred in the pit. “I am not sure—I think the best explanation is that Oni Kamaha’s Blood Spirits made me their vessel. Through me, Oni exacted her revenge on Major Justice and the MCT. Whatever it was, it seems to have passed. As you suggest, Flare, I am back to my old self.”
“I think liked the bad-ass you better,” Flare joked.
“Shall we go, then?”
“Not just yet,” Elle replied with a serious tone. “There is but one piece of business that still needs to be handled.”
The eyes of the two blondes followed the icy gaze of their friend as it reached across the arena. There, on the other side of the pit, was Sergeant Steel. The soldier had a female mutant at his feet and was repeatedly driving his fist into her skull.
“This shall not take long,” Elle stated while leaping down into the pit. “Wait for me!” Ms. Marvelous and Solar Flare exchanged glances and then watched as their determined counterpart quickly made her way across the combat pit. The agile brunette coiled her long longs and launched herself into the air. She easily cleared the eight foot wall of the pit and landed just feet away from her hated enemy. Words were exchanged. Sergeant Steel released the woman he had been using for a punching bag. A worried look came over his face. He backed away, taking cover behind a set of bleachers. Elle pursued him. For several seconds, the pair of combatants were hidden from view. “Should we go and help?” Flare asked.
Jody shifted her weight nervously from one foot to the other. Her eyes narrowed. “No. I think this is something that Elle has to do alone.”
The two blondes waited for what seemed forever, though in fact it was for only a few seconds. Finally, a figure emerged from behind the bleachers. The women breathed a heavy sigh of relief. It was Elle.
The slender brunette walked casually back to the side of the pit. Resting across her right shoulder was the limp body of Sergeant Steel. The victorious heroine looked toward her friends and smiled. She dumped the man’s body unceremoniously over the ledge and allowed it to fall to the ground below.
Jody flew to her friend and hugged her. Flare followed behind. “We should go now.” The three women nodded in agreement and took to the air. Jody carried her dark-haired friend’s weight easily on her back as they climbed high above the combat pit. Solar Flare smashed out one of the skylights. Fresh air had never smelled so good.
“We are free!” Elle exclaimed joyfully.
“Finally!” Solar Flare agreed.
Ms. Marvelous remained silent as they flew away.
“Is anything wrong, Jody?” Elle asked. “Are you not pleased to be away from the Institute for Genetic Studies? Are you not pleased that we dealt the MCT such a serious blow?” The gorgeous champion of Megapolis slowed and then looked back toward the smoking arena. “I am pleased. It is just that…”
“Just that what?” Elle asked in concern.
Jody’s thoughts centered on Oni Kamaha. She had little doubt but that the vampire had escaped in the confusion. “I just wonder if, in our efforts to defeat the MCT, we may not have released an even greater evil upon our city.”
The three women hovered in silence as they pondered the possible implications of a powerful vampire roaming the streets of the Megapolis. Eventually, it was Solar Flare that spoke. “Then we shall have to meet this new threat and deal with it accordingly!”
“We?” Elle asked in amusement. “Are you to be the next M-Girl, then?”
Flare shrugged. “I have to admit that the idea of being a super-hero is rather appealing. It is certainly exciting, don’t you think? Getting to battle against all of the bad guys and all?” Jody and Elle looked and one another and smiled. “It is at that,” they agreed. “It is at that.”