Delta City PI #38 By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction. It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. Delta City, Ms. Americana and the other heroines of the She Legion are the creation and property of Mr. X. Other characters that appear in this story and belong to Mr. X include Commissioner Borden, Professor Werder, Dragon Queen and the Geek. Nancy and other characters in this story are my own creation. Feel free to use them in your own stories as long as you try to keep their characters in line with what is depicted in these stories. You can send all feedback to: troi@hotmail.com Nancy regarded the piece of slime who sat opposite of her in one of her guest chairs with scant favour. The piece of slime stared back at her unblinkingly. In this case, her mental use of the adjective was literal and not figurative as it normally would have been. Mutoids were, if rumour was correct, engineered from organic slime and god knew what genetic black arts by Dragon Queen. The demented bitch had created them to harass and make life hell for the super heroines. The creatures infested the sewers of Delta City in numbers too great to cull, mainly since they reproduced in large amount by raping and impregnating those same super heroines who might venture down into the sewers in search of one of Dragon Queen's many lairs. Now, out of the blue, one of the things had showed up at her office and against all logic was sitting calmly in one of her guest chairs not attacking her, though the poor chair groaned now and then under its weight. When it had first appeared in her doorway, covered by a massive raincoat, Nancy had to admit, at least privately, that she had come close to panic at the total unexpectedness of such an event. Even now, she sat facing it with her gun in her lap and it was loaded with cartridges that would fire the catalyst to dissolve the thing back into the slime it had come from. "Alright," Nancy forced herself to say calmly. "Tell me why you are here and it damn well better be a good story if you want to walk out of here alive, assuming you can be considered alive." The creature didn't take offence at her comment which probably said something, though the detective wasn't sure what. "Something is wrong in the sewers," stated the creature in a slow, precise voice. "Do you want to elaborate on that?" asked Nancy when the creature didn't continue. "Maybe you can also explain why I should give a damn?" "There is something new in the sewers," said the mutoid. "Something that hurts us. Something that makes us crazy." To Nancy that sounded like a stand up comedian complaining about having to tell jokes. The mutoids were almost the very definition of crazy. The detective remembered, however, the recent attack of the mutoids that had involved Omega Woman. Those mutoids had come above ground during full daylight which was odd, maybe even crazy behaviour. Suddenly the mutoid's problem took on a new, sharper focus for the blonde. "This new thing is driving your type above ground?" she asked. "Do you know anything about the nature of this thing?" "Yes, it make some of us go mad, go above while sun is shining. We want be left alone in dark, not be hunted," said the mutoid and for the first time Nancy noticed some emotion in the thing's voice. Oh god, Dragon Queeen, what have you created, wondered Nancy. Are these things more alive, more sentient than we had thought and not just inanimate slime mimicking life? "Do you know what the thing is that is causing this?" asked Nancy, repeating her second question. "No," said the mutoid. "But it start last time big change happen." "Big change" pondered Nancy. Could the creature mean the reboot mechanism? Perhaps not being alive or at least not alive in the same way as humans, the creatures might not be affected by the reboot? "What is this big change you are talking about?" pressed Nancy. The mutoid seemed to mull this over for several seconds and then shrugged. "Hard to describe. Too many big words. Things we don't understand. People change. They are one thing and then another." That sounded pretty much like a reboot, thought Nancy. "What do you want me to do about it?" she asked. "For that matter, why come to me?" "We want you stop this thing," replied the huge creature. "Stop thing from hurting us. We seen video. You Detective Boobs. You investigate." Oh fuck, thought Nancy, she had a fan club among the mutoids? Did they make popcorn and sit around watching her stripper video? She shuddered at what else the things would be dooing while watching her video. "We have both video," added the mutoid which brought the detective up short. "Both videos?" she heard herself asking before she could stop herself. "Yes," grinned the creature. "Both video. Stripper video and Candy Floss video. You good actress." "Why in the world would you mistake me for a porn actress?" demanded Nancy. As far as she knew, no one had made the connection between the pink haired Candy Floss and herself. "You Candy Floss. Same boobs," replied the creature and now he looked very pointedly at Nancy's chest. "Like to see boobs." "Not damn likely," muttered Nancy and the creature looked disappointed. "Ok, I must be crazy, but I will look into this. If it helps keep your kind, your people from coming up to the surface and running amok, it is a good thing." "Soon?" asked the mutoid. "I'll try to look into it in the next day or two," replied Nancy. "It is the best I can do. Things have been crazy up here too besides you mutoids. I have friends who are hurt and need me." The creature seemed to consider this again at length and finally nodded its massive head. "Friends good things to have," it said and that statement took Nancy by surprise once more. "Soon as possible is better." The creature paused again as if thinking hard for a word. "Please." Oh damn, why did life have to get more complicated, thought Nancy as she stared at this monster who talked about friends and said "please" as if it understood what the word meant. "If I go looking, where can I find you or where is the best place to start looking?" she asked. The mutoid reached into a pocket of the rain coat and produced a slime covered piece of paper which it put on the desk in front of the private eye. Nancy gingerly unfolded it and saw an address scrawled on it. She hoped that was red ink and not blood that it was written in, but she sure as hell wasn't going to submit it to a lab for testing. * * * Danielle clung to the lip of the Bloodsoul Pool with just her head and arms out of the liquid. She was naked and Danial was behind her, holding onto her hips as he fucked her ass. They both found sex a good way to help them think. "We have enough energy for Exodus," panted Danielle as she felt her brother's large member slam into her again and again. "The question is will the mechanism hold up?" Danial shrugged and reached out to grab his sister's long black hair to help pull himself deeper into her ass. "Wecan test it today and if that works, we should carry out Exodus in the next day or two. Beyond that, I can't guarantee the stability of the mechanism. I would also prefer to build up our energy reserve some more to have a comfortable cushion." "That means we need to create more sex and terror in the city," replied Danielle and she looked up at the sound of approaching heavy footsteps. "Ah, right on cue, here comes dear sweet Charnal." A massively built creature walked to the side of the pool, claws making clicking sounds on the marble floor of the throne room. He had a face that looked like a bulldog and brown fur covered most of his body. While he walked upright, there was something odd about his gait and the way he walked. In fact his joints and bone structure were such that he could just as easily revert to all fours if needed for speed. He was also definitely male as attested to by the large red cock that dangled down from his groin with a canine like appearance. "How may I be of service to my Master and Mistress?" rumbled Charnal in a deep bass voice. "We want you to gather your troop of Hell Dogs and transport to Delta City," said Danial as he continued to hammer his cock in and out of Danielle. He waved one hand airily for a second before putting it back on his sister's hip. "Torture, rape, kill. You know the drill and the order you do it in doesn't matter much to me. Whatever strikes your fancy." Charnal nodded. "Will there be anything else?" he asked. "Yes," said Danielle and reached up a hand to draw the beast's cock down to her mouth. "I require some personal service from you before you leave." With that, the female demon engulfed the large cock between her lips and began to suck and lick it while Danial just rolled his eyes and gave an indulgent smile. * * * Nancy stared thoughtfully at her closed office door after the mutoid had left. Yes, she had friends who needed her here, but her instincts were also screaming at her that the information the mutoid had brought was somehow crucial. Right now, though she couldn't act on it because of those friends. Cyril was in the hospital, but thanks to Roberta Sanchez, he should be out in a day or two. The club owner had a few burns, but it had been the smoke inhalation that nearly got him. Roberta had been white faced and barely able to stand when she and Vic had loaded Cyril into their ambulance. The EMT had been right that using her healing power took a lot out of her and Roberta hadn't been shy about applying that power last night. Nancy knew she was not the only one who had seen that blue glow at work. Christine, thankfully had just been exhausted from overextending powers she was just learning to use. Vic had checked her out and then allowed that she just needed a good night's sleep and so the young blonde had spent the night with Nancy. For once, when the occupied the same bed, they had simply slept. Christine had been recovered enough to go back to work at the library this morning and Nancy had stopped to see Cyril at the hospital before coming into the office just in time for her surprise visitor. Elsewhere on the good news front, Nancy had left Veronica and Cyril talking when she exited the hospital. Nancy had thought it best to not let Veronica know just how she had convinced her son to talk to her. They had started talking about inconsequential things, but you had to start somewhere and thirty years of rift wouldn't be healed in a few minutes unless you got a script from Hollywood. On the bad news side of the ledger, the PUssycat Club was just a smoldering ruin. By the time the fire department finally got there, it was far to late too save anything. That left a lot of people unemployed and their only alternative might be to seek the dubious employment with other similar establishments that would treat them far worse. It looked like Kitty Kat had won at last or at least made sure everyone lost out of spite. Still on the bad news front, the She Legion was no longer patrolling the streets ofDelta City. Between attacks on them by the escaped villains, monster attacks and even the police force itself, the She Legion had retreated to either their HQ or to their civilian identities. Nancy could hardly blame them, but she also felt certain that they would be needed before this whole mess was resolved. * * * Harry Danials peered up into the bright late morning sky. The first time he had seen her, the window washer had been sure he was hallucinating. Afterall, the blue haired girl who had saved his life was dead and he had been to her funeral. He had, however seen her twice more since then flying around the tops of the tallest buildings in the downtown core and he was now convinced he had not been seeing things. There was no sign of her at the moment, so he went back to cleaning windows on the 37th floor of the Delta City First National Bank building. Maybe, he would get lucky and catch another glimpse later in the day. * * * "Maybe I should do all the talking," said Pirate King as he walked across the lawn towards the mansion of their potential employer. "Why be that you scurvy dog?" asked Ghost Pirate. "So he doesn't think we are fucking nuts when he hears two different voices coming from the same fucking body," snapped Pirate King who had obviously not totally come to terms with sharing a body with the ghost of some kind of demon pirate. "Maybe it would be better if I did the talking then," said Lola as she walked beside the captains. "You can't have a wench talking business for ye," snapped Ghost Pirate. "Tis not seemly." "Yeah, it's not a job for a woman," agreed Pirate King. "Well you two can do a lot of things together, but can you fuck yourselves?" asked Lola. "Keep talking like that and your bed is going to be pretty damn lonely tonight." Before the captains could respond, they were met by a gray uniformed man who had come out of the house to meet them. He looked at the outfit the man was wearing and decided he didn't need to ask if he was Pirate King. He was either that person or someone who was six months early with his halloween costume." "You be the landlubber that wants to hire us? asked Ghost Pirate. "Yes, my name is Gregor Sandor," said the uniformed man. "I'm head of security for Mr. Bridge." "So, what is the job?" asked Pirate King. Gregor Sandor blinked. That voice had been totally different than the first one. Was the man playing some kind of childish game with him. Sandor glanced at the busty, dirty blonde haired woman beside the pirate and saw her just shrug her shoulders helplessly. "The Coast Guard and the Delta City Police are keeeping a very close watch on the island," said Sandor finally, deciding to just press on with business. "Your ship has certain unique properties as you have just demonstrated by coming here unseen. I want to hire those capabilities." "Aye, we can both fly and become invisible to the snooping authorities," confirmed Ghost Pirate. "I take it you want us to pick up or deliver something?" asked Pirate King. Once more Sandor decided it best to just ignore the two different voices."I want to hire you to take me and a dozen men to Delta City unseen. We will acquire someone there and return to the island. It should only take one day, but it might extend an extra day or two depending on how cooperative our target is." "Aye, wecan do it for one hundred gold doubloons," said Ghost Pirate. "He means 100 grand," corrected Pirate King while Lola just rolled her eyes. * * * "Is everyone here?" asked Ms. Americana as she stood at the head of the long oak conference table in the She Legion HQ's meeting room. The Queen of Justice was frowning as she pulled at her red white and blue top as one of her boobs tried to fall out yet again. Green Spectre glanced around the room, counting heads. "Lady Midnight isn't here," she said. At that moment, Lady Midnight rushed in through the door with most of her costume in tatters on her buxom, ebony body. "Sorry, I'm late, but I got jumped by something on the way here." "Not by MATS officers, I hpe," said Night Raven with concern and anger still in her voice from her treatment by them the day before. "No," said Lady Midnight, "it was some kind of half man, half worm thing," and she gave a shudder. "Er, did it manage to, um well you know?" asked Flag Girl. "Did it rape my sweet black pussy you mean?" asked Lady Midnight as she reached down between her legs and her fingers held up a large white glob. "Does this answer your question? It was so busy gloating, or so over confident when it was done that it never noticed my utility belt was still within reach. I got out my grappling line and wrapped it around the thing's neck until its eyes popped out of its head. Then I had to bugger off stark naked to evade the MATS assholes who finally showed up." "Things are getting worse out there," said Azure Angel. "We've got super villains, monsters of all types and even the police going after us every time we stick our heads out for a patrol." "I ran into Shield this morning," put in Amazing Babe. "You know how she likes to be a loner and only comes to our meetings now and then, but she told me about getting attacked by another weird monster yesterday. She said she was going to stay under her covers in her dorm room until the world gets back to normal." "At least we are safe in here," said Jungle Babe. That's when the first egg pod transported in. It landed on the middle of the table and immediately opened and sent a dozen tentacles streaking towards the startled heroines. "Not those fucking things again!" cried Got Chic as she recognized the thing a split instant before the others and threw herself backwards away from it. That didn't help her though, or maybe the thing was attracted by her voice, for she was the first one grabbed and yanked into the air. Two other tentacles ripped off her top and bottoms to expose her large brown boobs and pussy. Those tentacles then struck with horrendous speed with one silencing her protests by the simple expedient of cramming itself down her throat while the other rammed itself home into her cunt. Even as the other heroines reacted and moved to help the ebony teen, other tentacles from the first egg were reaching for them. That was when the second egg transported in immediately behind Ms. Americana and Flag Girl. The red, white and blue duo had their costumes yanked off and found themselves pinned and pressed face down on the table being ass fucked even before they fully realized they were under attack. Power Lass didn't have a chance as the third egg landed literally in her lap. Tentacles errupted and wrapped around her body, pinning her to the chair she had half risen from. Other tentacles stripped off her uniform and invaded her mouth, ass and pussy almost before she could blink. Her masked eyes went wide with shock, but within seconds the invading tentacles had reduced Power Lass to a drooling, moaning, squirming heap of luscious female flesh. Jungle Babe's quick reflexes helped her dodge the tentacle from the first egg and she dashed for the conference room door out of sheer instinct. She almost made it. A tentacle from the fourth egg wrapped around her just as the door swished open and yanked her back with a wailing cry. The tentacle spun the queen of the jungle around and slammed her face first into Azure Angel. Another tentacle encircled the two heroines and pressed their bodies against each other while they were stripped naked. The helpless heroines found themselves staring into each other's eyes and watching them go wide with fear as they felt tentacles probing at their ass and pussy before slamming inside. The fith egg materialized under the table and a screaming Spectre Girl was yanked under the table. A few moments later her costume was flung out and choking gurgling sounds issued from under the table. Green Spectre tried to reach her daughter, but tentacles picked her up and she found herself hanging upside down while being stripped and then penetrated by multiple tentacles. Lady Midnight didn't have a uniform left to be ripped off and she found herself smashed face down on top of the table staring Flag Girl right in the face and watching the blonde, pigtailed sidekick's terrified face as the plant fucked her ass and then the ebony heroine felt tentacles push into both her lower openings. The one slid into her pussy quite easily thanks to her earlier raping by the worm creature. Omega Woman fended off the first tentacle to reach for her, but the sixth egg transported in right behind her and before she realized it, tentacles had pulled her arms behind her back bpinning them and also wrapping around her ankles. The blonde had only a brief moment of horror as she watched the tentacles move towards her costume top and bottom before they were ripped off, spilling out her huge round breasts and exposing her now very vulnerable pussy. Tentecles from two different eggs vied for the prime position in her pussy and Omega Woman screamed as both of them slid into her and spread her wider than she could ever remember. Another tentacle rose up and pushed between Omega Woman's lipps, cutting off her scream and shooting a large blast of precum into her mouth to lubricate her throat for the impending invasion. Night Raven, Champion Girl Wolf Woman and Amazing Babe were all likewise grabbed, stripped and penetrated by multiple tentacles. The She Legion meeting had turned from discussion to a writhing mass of tentacles and naked female flesh in mere seconds. Heroines moaned first in shock and then in pleasure as their Aphrodite genes began to give in to the assault and the aphrodisiacs being pumped into them. As had happened with Got Gal and Got Chic when they had been attacked the first time by this new breed of egg with its highly effective aphrodisiacs, the members of the She Legion found themselves reaching out to touch and caress each other's naked bodies if they could do so. Jungle Babe and Azure Angel had been stripped and pressed tit to tit, staring into each other's eyes as they were fucked, lips mere inches apart. They both tried desperately to resist the desire to give in to their mounting lust, but slowly their lips moved closer until they touched and their resistance melted like a snowball on a hot summer day. The two busty heroines began to kiss and exchange tongues even as they were both being fucked. Lady Midnight couldn't take her eyes off Flag Girl's face as the blonde teen's expression changed from one of shock and anger at being ass raped yet again to one of doe eyed pleasure and drooling desire. The ebony heroine just couldn't take it any more, she had to taste those full, pouty lips and she leaned forward and locked lips with Flag Girl. At first the sidekick looked slightly shocked at this kiss from one of the senior heroines, but she was soon returning it with energy. Beside her, Ms. Americana's baby blue eyes went wide with shock at the lesbian actions of her sidekick and one of her best friends. It did, however, look hotter than hell she had to admit as the teen and the dark skinned heroine twined tongues while still being fucked by tentacles. Green Spectre, still upside downand being ploughed in her pussy was lowered until her face was inches away from Wolf Woman's pussy giving her an extreme close-up of the tentacle pumping in and out of the dusky skinned woman. The smell of Wolf Woman's cunt and the precum of the tentacle was overpowering and Green Spectre found herself drooling as she watched the tentacle fuck her friend. Almost as if the tentacle was gauging if the heroine's lust had built past the point of no return, the tentacle inside the latino heroine's box pulled out as if in invitation and the blonde heroine didn't hesitate to stick out her tongue and start lapping at the dripping pussy that had been presented to her. Hexanna was shoved under the table where she saw Spectre Girl writhing and moaning as tentacles filled all the openings of the teen sidekick. It was an awe inspiring sight and the sorceress knelt there transfixed and no longer trying to escape the tentacle that held her while still being fucked hard by the one in her pussy. An orgasm rippled through Hexanna's body and she felt the tentacle pumping her cunt full of its warm sticky goo while all three tentacles in the blonde in front of her poured their loads into the teen. Then the tentacles in her and Spectre Girl were pulled out and unrestrained the two moved into a 69 and began to feverishly eat each other out. Night Raven was meneuvered close to Got Chic's writhing form and reached out to clasp the black teen to her and begin to suck on her large chocolate brown boobs. Hungrily the young blonde wrapped her lips around one hard black nipple, insatiable in her lust. Anita hadn't thought of herself as a lesbian, but she had been forced into some girl on girl action several times already in her short career as a sidekick and now she thought she might have to reevaluate her sexual orientation a bit as Night Raven's mouth on her boobs felt so damn good. Ms. Americana felt the tentacle in her ass suddenly errupt and flood her with its cum and pull out of her. Rather than try to escape, however, the brunette grabbed two hovering tentacles, and rolling onto her back on the table beside her sidekick and Lady Midnight, shoved one tentacle into her mouth and the other into her pussy. "Oh yeah, fill momma up and fuck her," moaned the dark haired heroine as the combination of the aphrodisiacs and her Aphrodite gene were firmly in control. Amazing Babe found herself gargling cum as the tentacle in her mouth suddenly errupted with an enormous stomach filling load that backed up into her mouth. Damn, this stuff tastes good she thought blearily as she was dropped onto the table immediately behind Lady Midnight. As her eyes focussed on her fellow heroine, she saw the black woman's pussy being filled with more of the delicious plant spunk. Without any conscious thought on her part, Amazing Babe crawled forward and began to lick up the cum dribbling from Lady Midnight's pussy and ass. * * * Dragon Queen's eyes glittered with lust and delight as she watched the tentacle and lesbian orgy on her large screen tv via the cameras she had sent in with the eggs. There might not be any video contest to enter anymore, but that didn't stop her from enjoying the things she was seeing. A laugh of delight escaped her lips as she watched Power Lass's face virtually disappear under a flood of sticky, white plant cum. The Asian geneticist was still puzzled by some of the actions and attributes of her new pets. They didn't appear to be egg layers which was disapointing, but they certainly had a voracious appetite for raping heroines. There also seemed to be no evolutionary reason why the eggs were encouraging the lesbian actions as they were so clearly doing. This was going to require more study on her part which promised to be loads of fun, but in the meantime she couldn't deny how fucking hot it made things look. "You are sure they can't call for help?" the Asian villain asked the person standing beside her chair. without taking her hungry eyes from the screen "Positive," said the Geek. "I've scrambled all their communications and that includes their security video cameras. I don't know who they could call for help, but if no one knows they are in trouble, no one is going to be able to rush to help them." Dragon Queen snickered as Omega Woman took a double load of cum in her pussy. There was far too much for any cunt to contain and it shot back out of her slit under pressure and looked like a fountain of cum was shooting from it that went a foot in the air. Still being fucked up the ass, Champion Girl crawled towards the large breasted blonde and shoved her face in the spouting cum, swallowing it down and then as the gusher died, lowering her face to lick at Omega Woman's overflowing pussy. "Oh fuck, this is hot," gasped the Geek and when Dragon Queen looked at him, she saw he had his cock in hand and was stroking it madly. At first this disgusted the villainess, but then her pussy tingled as she glanced back at the screen and saw Jungle Babe bury her face into Azure Angel's shaved cunt without eny encouragement, well other than that of the genes and the drugs the plants had pumped into them. This was too much for Dragon Queen and she seized the Geek's cock and shoved it into her mouth and began to suck on it even as she watched the screen. * * * What Dragon Queen and the Geek didn't realize in their gloating was that one of the heroines was missing. Like her sidekick, Got Gal had recognized the egg for what it was the instant it appeared. Finely honed reflexes from more encounters than she cared to remember with similar eggs had sent her catapulting backwards out of her chair and out the meeting room door. Now the busty blonde heroine returned along with Professor Werder. Both had masks on and were carryng what looked suspiciously like super soaker water guns which they started to spray. The guns, however were not lfilled with water as evidenced by the reaction of the tentacles and eggs as the liquid struck them. The eggs produced an almost human sounding wail and began to writhe and wither as if they were on fire. In a minute, the two rescuers stood in a room devoid of tentacles, though the heroines still under the influence of the aphrodisiacs continued their orgy unabated. While Got Gal stamped and crushed the cameras Dragon Queen was using, Professor Werder activated one of his new transporter blockers to keep any more plants or anything else from joining the party. In hindsight, the somewhat absent minded genius wished he had done that before the meeting. That regret was short lived, however, when he suddenly felt his pants being pulled open and a second later felt a pair of lips close over his cock. Startled, the man looked down to see Power Lass, still dripping cum from every hole, with her warm mouth on his member. "oh my, said the professor and stood there frozen not knowing what to do. Got Gal heard the exclamation and looked over at the scientist and saw the cause of his excitement. The blonde heroine started to rush over and stop this most unseemly action by her fellow heroine, but then stopped and shrugged. Maybe the professor deserved a reward for his help and it sure looked like Power Lass was enjoying the cock in her mouth, so she might as well let her finish the blow job. For that matter, everyone had experienced several orgasms except her and that didn't seem quite fair. What the hell, if you can't do anything to stop things until the aphrodisiacs wore off you might as well join in the fun. Seeing Ms. Americana was unoccupied, Got Gal slipped off her skimpy costume and pulled the Queen of Justice's face towards her and planted a kiss on those full soft lips. She felt the brunette's cum coated boobs rub against her own and shoved her tongue into Ms. Americana's mouth. It took another two hours for the aphrodisiacs to wear off and before the naked, cum crusted heroines resumed their seats around the table looking slightly embarrassed. A still naked Ms. Americana once more stood at the head of the table, her massive boobs dangling down, looking around at her fellow heroines. "Er, does anyone remember where we were in the agenda?" * * * BB soared among the towers of downtown Delta City. So far, she had spotted three weird looking flying creatures, but they had all fled before she could catch up to any of them and she felt like she was playing a deadly game of hide and go seek among the gleaming skyscrapers. The blue haired teen finally decided she had enough of this and was about to head for her dorm room when a net dropped over her. As she struggled to get free, a surge of electricity flashed through her body and stunned her. Grey clad figures on a rooftop began to haul the net in towards them. Behind them on the roof was of all things an old fashioned wooden pirate ship. * * * Nancy was in the middle of answering an email from Norman Lang about the work she had hired him to do when her cell phone rang. The detective glanced at the name of the caller and it took her a few seconds to place the name. of someone she had never really expected to talk to again. "Hello, Ms. Nancy?" said Harry Danials after the detective had answered the phone. "Hello Harry, how ..." the private eye began, but Harry cut her off in a breathless rush. "They got her ma'am," he blurted. "I think some bastards got her, pardon my language, but I think she is in bad trouble." "Who is Harry? What are you talking about?" asked Nancy starting to get concerned. "Another blue haired angel," said Harry. "At first I thought I was seeing things. I mean, I know she is dead, but then I started to see another blue haired girl flying around, but now they got her." Nancy's heart froze as there could be only one blue haired girl flying around Delta City. "Who got her Harry?" she demanded already coming to her feet, grabbing her trenchcoat and heading for the door. "I don't know," Harry almost wailed. "I was watching the sky for her and then there she was and then a net fell on her and yanked her onto one of the rooftops." "Which rooftop Harry?" Nancy yelled into the phone as she took the stairs three at a time. "I'm washing windows on the Delta City First National Bank. It's right across the street from that Bridge Electronics building. That's where she is," said Harry. "You've got to do something," he begged. "I'm on my way Harry," said Nancy as she exited the building and sprinted to her Honda. "Stay on the line and tell me if you see anything more." * * * Gregor Sandor pulled the half conscious, blue haired girl out of the net and stood looking down at her. This had to be Bonnie's sister he thought. It wasn't just the hair, but the rest of her face was unmistakeably similar to the one he had known for almost four years. "We'd better get her loaded on the ship and get out of here," said a nervous Pirate King. "Aye, for once the young fool has a point," said Ghost Pirate. After spending several hours with this seemingly double personality pirate, Gregor Sandor was almost getting used to him. That was probably a bad sign, he reflected. "We will in a few minutes," replied Sandor. "I never got to sample her sister, so I think I am going to have a little fun before I turn her over to Bridge." "Er, I'm not sure that is a good idea," said Pirate King. "Aye, once again I be forced to agree with the twit," said Ghost Pirate "Nobody asked either of you for your opinion," snapped Sandor. "You are being paid to provide transportation, not advice. Go play with your sails or whatever until I am ready to go." With that the security chief turned back to BB, pulled out his cock and reached down to grab the girl's blue hair and haul her to her knees in front of him. Pirate Kingand Ghost Pirate gave a choppy nod of agreement and wandered back towards the Mary Sue grumbling to each other. A dazed BB tried to get her brain and eyes to focus. When she finally did get the latter working properly, she wished she hadn't as those eyes focussed on a large erect cock only inches away from her face. "You went to St. Lucifer's bitch, so I bet you know what to do with this," said Sandor and rubbed his cockhead over the girl's lips, smearing them with is precum. "No!" sobbed BB trying to back away. ""Not again, please, not again!" Tears began to run down her face and she looked up at Sandor's face with pleading eyes. "I said suck it bitch," yelled Sandor and he tried to ram his cock past her closed lips, but the girl refused to open them. Growling, Sandor reached down and grabbed one of BB's breasts in a large hand and squeezed it hard. The girl gave an involuntary gasp of pain and her mouth opened and the security chief shoved his cock between her lips. "Don't even think about biting girl or that pain is going to get a lot worse," he warned her. With memories of St. Lucifer's flooding back into her mind and what happened if you disobeyed Brother Pain and Sister Agony, the traumatized teen began to suck on the man's cock. She remembered all too well what happened if you disobeyed. "Yeah, I figured you would remember what to do with a mouthful of dick," sneered Sandor and he began to thrust his hips to fuck the girl's face and force his cock deeper into her mouth * * * Nancy felt a horrible sense of deja vu as she screeched to a stop partway on the sidewalk in front of the Bridge Electronics office building and ran through the doors. It even looked like the same idiotic security guards as last time waving at her to stop as she straight armed them and went up the same seemingly endless flights of stairs. She could not be late again, she just couldn't! Bursting out onto the roof, the private eye saw a sobbing BB on her knees servicing Gregor Sandor's cock with her mouth while tears streamed down her face. Anger washed over Nancy so hotly that she didn't even take in the pirate ship, but sprinted towards BB and her molestor. Sandor heard her coming and began to turn his head when Nancy crashed into him and sent him sprawling to the rooftop, pulling his cock from BB's drooling mouth. Nancy got to her feet and aimed a kick at Sandor's balls that connected with a satisfying crunch and an even more satisfying cry of agony from the bastard. Then a bullet whipped past her head close enough to ruffle her hair and Nancy turned to see a dozen grey uniformed Bridge security guards rushing towards her and of all things a dozen or more men dressed like fucking pirates. The blonde detective was so angry, her first instinct was to pull out her gun and start shooting back or just charge the fuckers and deal with them with her bare hands. Snapping a few necks sounded just fine to her at the moment. Then BB gave another sob and the detective shook her head. If she lost the fight or there was enough confusion, they might get away with BB. Her first priority had to be to get the girl to safety and then she would deal with this problem once and for all and heaven help anyone who got in her way. With a snarl that a mountain lion would have envied, Nancy bared her teeth, turned and scooped up BB int her arms and disapearred down the stairs. A couple of bullets struck the door as it closed behind her. * * * "Are you sure this is a good idea Nancy?" asked Ellen as the Grey Lady slipped out of the hidden cove under Heathcliff and headed out into the bay. "Yes," replied Nancy grimly. She had gotten away clean with BB and left the near comotose girl with Heather Pope before departing with Ellen on this mission. "You've always told us not to go off half cocked," said Ellen quietly as they both watched Raz and Taz racing along beside the boat in the late afternoon sun. "I'm not going off half cocked," replied Nancy. "I've just decided to stop pussy footing around. If I had taken out Kitty Kat, the Pussycat Club would still be standing and Cyril wouldn't be in hospital. If I had finished off Oaks and Sandor that night when I escaped from them, then a lot of other things might not have happened. Maybe bB would be happy and smiling instead of curled into a ball and sobbing." Ellen didn't say anything, but she did glance at the large waterproof bag that the detective had brought with her and then back at the grim faced older woman. This was a Nancy she hadn't seen before and she wondered if she should pity Bridge or pray for Nancy's soul. The cave entrance was underwater. It hadn't been 150 years ago when pirates had used the island to smuggle goods into the small settlement of what would become Delta City, but an earthquake had moved things around just a little. Raz and Taz had discovered the entrance and only creatures such as they who were so at home in the water could have found it. Even then, they only found it by accident since they knew Ellen was interested in that island and everything that happened on it. They found the entrance and told Ellen then Ellen had told Nancy which was what brought them all here today. Nancy shed her trenchcoat when Ellen dropped anchor 500 yards off the cliff end of the island and she was wearing her'black widow" suit. The detective wasn't nearly at home in the water as Dolphin Woman and the dolphins, but she was no slouch as a swimmer and could easily manage the swim and dive, though the heavy load of her waterproof bag was a bit of a strain even for her. Once they came up onto the rock floor of the cave, Nancy turned to the younger woman. "You wait here with Raz and Taz," she said. Ellen started to protest, but Nancy cut her off. "I know you have a stake in this and even a right to be there, but that isn't going to happen. I want you safe. I almost lost one friend today and I am not going to risk another." The dolphins started to chitter at them and Ellen stopped to listen for a second then sighed. "Raz and Taz say they agree with you. Something about a circle having to be closed. They get mystical sometimes. They say Fancy has to finish what she started. I know they know you aren't Fancy and that you just look like her, but sometimes that doesn't seem to matter to them." Nancy gave Ellen a quick hug and a wave to the dolphins who chittered back and then the detective started up the stairs. The setup here on what the Pope's called "Gertrude" was almost identical to what they had back on the facing Heathcliff 25 miles distant. The only real differences were due to the earthquake which had submerged the entrance and destroyed the sheltering cove. Nancy picked her way up the debris covered stairs carefully and at the very top found one other thing on the stone steps. It was the decomposing body of a man. He seemed to have once been a large, somewhat overweight man as best she could tell and there was a large stain on his white shirt which actually looked more like tomato sauce than blood. The corpse promised an interesting story thought Nancy, but it wasn't the one she had come here for, so she just stepped over it and kept on going. There once had been an old house on the cliff to match the Pope's house, but it had fallen into disrepair and been torn down by the island's previous owner. All Nancy found was a half rotted trap door at the top of the stairs that she had to force open to gain the rough ground not far from Bridge's huge modern manor. Nancy knew all about the sensors and gun emplacements that Bridge and his security team had installed on the beach side of the island. There was none of that on this cliff side since Bridge knew there was no way to reach it. Of course Bridge hadn't known about the dolphins had he? Nancy moved quickly and silently towards the mansion, but halfway there she stopped abruptly. There in the long grass and weeds were two small headstones and two neglected looking graves. The names on the markers said Eve Goldin and Amy Charles with Naomi in brackets after their names. It didn't give her any satisfaction to have been proved right. It only added to the necessity of her mission. Before moving on, the private eye couldn't help but think of the contrast between these two poor neglected graves and the two well tended ones for Fancy Pope and Bonnie Bell on the facing cliff. Continuing the short distance to the house, Nancy stopped just on the far side of the empty swimming pool and put down her bag. She unpacked the contents very carefully, then took out her cell phone and dialed Bridge's private number. "Hello?" came Bridge's questioning voice over the phone. "Who is this? How did you get this number?" "This is Nancy Peye," said the detective. "I think you remember me." There was silence for a moment and then Bridge laughed derisively. "Yeah, I remember you. You are the bitch who is causing me so much grief. I assume that was you earlier today who fucked things up with Greg and the stupid pirates he hired to grab that blue haired slut I wanted. If you were within reach, I would wrap my hands around that pretty neck of yours and strangle the life from you." "You say the sweetest things," mocked Nancy. "I am a lot closer than you realize though." Another pause on Bridge's end as if he were alerting security to check cameras and sensors. "What do you mean?" he said finally. "Look out your window at the swimming pool," said Nancy. The blonde detective knew which room and which windows were Bridge's private suite. Nancy saw a curtain pull back and saw Bridge's face peeking out, his eyes going wide with surprise as he saw her. Nancy lifted the RPG launcher to her shoulder, sighted the cross hairs on Bridge's face and pulled the trigger. For good measure she sent a second grenade after the first and then two more, one to the immediate left and right of Bridge's window. * * * Captain Hawk, now Chief Hawk, had expanded the MATS numbers dramatically over the last few weeks. There were only a small handful of leftovers from Lt. Falcon's squad as those with anything in the way of morals and honour had quit when they saw the quality of the new recruits. Oh, they were tough, capable men these new recruits, but they were also ruthless and had a moral character that would make your average demon blush. The squad now numbered almost 200 men and today they felt like they owned the city. There was no sign of the She Legion which was both a source of satisfaction and disappointment. Many of them had hoped to get to sample some superheroine pussy as some of their fellows had with Night Raven. The MATS officers were armed with the latest in high tech weaponry and body armour. They thought they could handle anything. They were dead wrong. Frantic 911 calls and screaming had brought most of the MATS officers to the city center. The Grey Lady had just dropped anchor off Bridge's Island when things went to hell or rather hell came to Delta City. Scores of demons of various types were roaming the streets including Lizzies, Wyrms Bulls and other types. Overhead, dozens of the Flyer demons zipped and pounced on the screaming populace. Hawkk formed up his squad in lines and began a sweep to deal with the creatures, but almost immediately things started to go wrong. Their high tech weapons, whether on stun or kill seemed to have no effect on the creatures. If anything they seemed to feed on the energy and get stronger and larger. Hawk saw several of his men go down under the claws and fangs of the creatures who treated his officers with no more respect than the other humans they were feeding on. Then things got worse. Around the corner of a building came a more organized and larger threat. They came in ranks like an army but ran on all fours with drool dripping from their fangs. They had dog like features, but were larger than men and there was a malevolent gleam in their eyes. They crashed into the front ranks of the MATS squad and men started screaming and dying as demon claws shredded their body armour like tissue paper. With most of his men dead or dying all around him, Chief Hawk turned and ran down the dark streets as if all the demons in hell were chasing him, which was only a slight exaggeration. * * * "The city is ours," said Charnal to the hovering astral shapes of his Master and Mistress. "Their protectors have fallen and we have not encountered these super sluts you told me about." "We arranged to have them occupied in their headquarters," replied Danial with a smirk. From the amount of energy feeding into the Bloodsoul pool, that part of the plan was also very successful. If the sluts survive our first assault on them and dare to venture forth into the city, they will find a second surprise awaiting them. In the unlikely event they survive that, they should prove to be a delectable morsal for you and your troop. Rape them as much as you want, but only kill them as a last resort. They are too valuable to waste as mere food when there are so many other ordinary humans for that." "Understood," replied Charnal. The city will be sealed off from any outside help shortly," said Danielle. "Exodus will occur at midnight. Until then, terrorize as you see fit." * * * General Ross scowled at the shimmering dome that enclosed Delta City and kept him and his men from getting in. Rifle bullets and tank shells had proved equally ineffective in gaining entrance after they had received a frantic call from the Mayor and rushed here from their base outside the city. Communications with the city had also been cut off now by the dome. "I don't think we could force our way in sir with anything less than a nuke," said Captain Talbot as she came up to the general and saluted. "Then I think the city is doomed," growled the general in frustration. "Perhaps the She Legion might be able to do something?" suggested Captain Talbot hopefully. The general just looked at the stupid bitch and laughed. Fuck, the army had gone to hell ever since they let women join and now he was stuck with one as his aide. No big boobed sluts were going to be able to do anything if he and the military were helpless. The city was doomed. The End