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An adventure of Wonder Woman: the snake in the Caduceus
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Chapter 9
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The Amazons stopped right in front of the laboratory door. "He said
your Mother the Queen is being kept in here" whispered Eutherpe to
Diana's ear.
"Yes. But this is not a cell: it is the room where they..." She seemed
not at ease with her memories of that place. "Where they extracted my
memories. Maybe they're trying to do the same to her. And there will be
many people... probably the alien... and maybe some cyborgs. Our
priority now is to let you cross the Gate and stop the abductions, so
entering from here is out of question."
"Do you remember if there's another entrance?"
Diana concentrated. It was not easy to return to such memories. "Yes. I
think the next room is connected to this. We could sneak from there and
wait for them to leave. If they find us, I will throw myself in,
drawing their attention, and you will try to sneak through the Gate."
Eutherpe was about to raise an objection, but she saw the resolve in Diana's sky-blue eyes and simply nodded.
The other room was small and almost empty, being apparently used as a
reserve laboratory. The warriors approached to the inner door, which
was not of the sliding type, and opened it a bit.
The Gate was shining at the center of the big room. Beside it was a
cyborg, looking badly damaged but still working. In front of the bright
circle, a machine occupied a large part of the ambient; mounted over it
were Diana's tiara and earrings, glowing with power. Some scientists
were working at the device, and shackled to a part of it, which looked
like a chair, was a white figure, writhing and moaning. The warriors'
eyes widened in horror: she was Queen Hyppolita!
The stunning young woman was wearing a white, long dress, exquisitely
decorated with golden patterns and delicate embroideries. Her sandals
perfectly cupped her beautiful arched feet; her hair style was a
masterpiece, making her golden blonde hair look like that of a goddess,
and blended well with the platinum tiara, symbol of her role among the
Amazons of Themyscira. Her classic, timeless beauty was diminished only
by the expression of intense pain on her face and the electrodes on her
temples and forehead. The Queen was resisting the mind probe, keeping
the tentacled horror from obtaining her secrets. Now its waving motions
seemed full of anger and delusion.
"Is that... the device that steals one's memories?" asked Eutherpe, her low voice a bit uncertain.
"Yes." Diana was like a tiger ready to jump on her enemies; her muscles
were tensed, her voice a growl. The blonde Amazon hoped she would
remember their plan: could the vision of her beloved Mother in such
distress bend her heart and will?
"Don't worry. My mother has got spells and divine blessings that may help her resist that machine. And her will is powerful."
After some time, the device stopped and the Sh'morill made a
sharp gesture to the cyborg. The bionic soldier moved towards the
prisoner and raised her on her feet, holding her arms fast. One of the
scientists came near to her and ripped her dress away, brutally leaving
her naked: then he removed her sandals. The cyborg raised her arms up
high, offering a complete vision of her nudity. In the small room,
Diana clenched her fists in front of such an indignity.
If Queen Hyppolita looked stunning in her elaborate dress, she was
absolutely gorgeous naked. She was more than two meters tall, and all
her limbs were perfectly proportioned, as much as those of a classic
statue. Her warrior features were well visible, as she was toned,
almost muscular, but no man had ever seen a woman which was more
feminine than her: her long legs showed beautiful curves stressed by
her thin ankles and knees; her strong arms were delicate, as if they
had been drawn by a painter in love; on her ample chest were two
magnificent, massive breasts, probably as big as a 39D size, firm and
shapely; her dark pink areolas crowned two tender, perfect nipples. Her
abdominal muscles seemed to cup a divine navel, and on her soft pubes a
majestic clitoris overlooked two wavy, delicate small labia. The royal
behind was as toned and shapely as that of a teenager, much like
Diana's.
The Princess endured seeing her mother carefully probed by the alien's
slim tactile tentacles, tasting every part of her magnificent naked
body, with particular attention for her genitals; the Queen stood
still, waiting patiently for the 'examination' to be over with great
dignity. Then everyone left the room, as she was taken somewhere
else... a place that in Diana's mind could only be the dreaded
enervation room!
The two warriors entered the now deserted place. "Now, Eu. Cross the Portal and reach our people. I will save my Mother!"
"Princess. I know you love her more than yourself; but please, don't
let this feeling cloud your mind. Rushing things could lead to defeat!"
"I know, dear sister. Don't worry; I have a plan. Go now, and may the Gods be with you!"
With a kiss, the naked warriors parted, each one pursuing her objective.
Diana tied her magic lasso around her hip and followed carefully the group, always remaining outside their
view. When the sliding door closed behind them, the Princess of
Themyscira walked on, her senses still on alert for every sign of
danger. Her naked feet made no noise against the cold floor... she
passed many doors, until she found what she had been looking for: a map
for emergency evacuation. Her mind swiftly learned the structure of the
building, or at least of the ground she was in, and as soon as she
found out the biggest room, she raced towards it. The raven-haired
Amazon remembered that she had been taken into that building through
its roof, so that had to be the highest ground; as the structure was
not big, and there had to be at least one big power plant to supply the
complex and its machines with electricity, it was probable that a large
part of the lower grounds was not available for use. So the area she
was in could well be where her sisters were kept and enervated... and
of course, the room had to be very big. She prayed that those
scientists were as logical as she was.
She was now in a corridor, which led to the place she was looking for;
while her feet raced towards the door at the end of it, the sliding
section opened, revealing a huge, oddly proportioned figure on the
threshold. A cyborg!
The half-machine stood still for a moment, as if to assess how much of
a threat she could be: then it bolted forwards, attacking her
newfound prey with blinding speed... a speed that Diana, while
desperately jumping sideways and dodging her enemy, recognized as her
former own!
The android turned back and charged again, following its program. The
naked woman was classified as an Amazon and, like any other, she had to
be captured and taken to the room behind for enervation. But this
prey was not willing to be taken; her defensive stance vanished in a
quick feint, and the Princess landed a heavy blow with her fist into
the enemy's belly. The cyborg was slowed down for a moment, and the
female warrior used her advantage to execute a low round kick,
which unbalanced the android and made it fall to the ground with a loud
crash. Diana was over it at once, punching its deformed head with her
fists, trying to damage every sensorial device she could. But the
half-machine raised one hand and grabbed her arm, then effortlessly
threw her in the air, making her crash in the opposite wall. The
Princess coughed, gasping for air, while she swiftly rose to her feet,
ignoring the pain. This was not working. Her Amazon strength and
martial abilities could not overcome the sheer power and speed which
had been infused into the android... now she understood the feeling of
powerlessness overcoming many of her enemies, and her sisters too, when
they fought her in the past!
But Diana did not accept defeat. She stared at her enemy, looking for
any possible weak point, anything that could be used to gain an
advantage, no matter how small. The metal armor covered almost every
part of its body; her aching fists reminded her that even its organic tissue
was very thick and muscular, probably impossible for her to break...
she saw her enemy preparing for a charge, and she quickly thought back
to her fights with Batman. The dark knight almost could overcome her
once, leading her into a trap...
As the android charged, Diana crouched, then she jumped over it,
arching her body in a perfect and fluid movement, a bit like the
youngsters of Crete did with savage bulls in Tauromachia, long,
long ago. As she landed on her toes, she heard a tremendous crash
behind her; her trick had worked! The cyborg had broken through the
wall, sustaining visible damage though it could still fight. Now that
she could see its back, Diana noticed some metal pipes running behind
what could be the neck. As fast as she could, she grabbed the biggest
one and started pulling; metal hands tried to catch her, but she
avoided them while she continued her efforts, pushing her naked feet
onto the back of her enemy. Finally, with a groan, the pipe came off,
with a squirt of a yellowish liquid: the android's movements slowed
down, then its head fell over its chest and the powerful mass crashed
on the floor.
The shaken Amazon stood still for a while, tasting her victory and
catching her breath. Then she turned her back to the motionless form,
and opened the door, hoping that she would not encounter any more of
those abominations...
Queen Hyppolita was lying on her back, naked and shackled to a table
made of dark, warm metal. She had been analyzed by the men wearing
white coats, in ways that could hardly be seen as appropriate to her
majesty. She had endured being tied on a medical table, her legs kept
up and spread while cold metal instruments were being sticked into her
femininity, seeing, touching, probing... they had even stolen some of
her egg cells, desecrating the gift of birth that was into her womb.
Her Kleitorìs had been object of a particular attention: they
had photographed, massaged, measured her pleasure organ... which, until
then, had been seen and touched only by other Amazons and by their
delicate fingers and mouths.
But the Queen knew that she was a prisoner, and the only thing that she
could do was endure everything with dignity. Until now she had
succeeded in keeping her secrets away from the horrible monster which
seemed to rule this place; that was the really important thing.
"Ah, Your Majesty. I hope that you're ready for the treatment I reserved for you."
The unreal voice echoed through her mind, and she looked at the vile figure approaching.
"And what would this 'treatment' be? I guess some other of your medical examinations?' replied Hyppolita, calmly.
"Of course not. The exams were necessary to tune this machine on your
body; now we are ready for a very interesting process, which will
surely give me many more resources and will also weaken your powerful
mind. A process that even your heroic daughter has... enjoyed... twice.
"Diana?!?" The Amazon's sky-blue eyes flashed. "What have you done to her? Where is she?"
"Your daughter was the first step for me to enslave you and all your
people" laughed the flux of thoughts. "Her strong body gave me the
energy and power to make the invasion of Themyscira possible. Though
unwilling, at the end she became an instrument to me, as yourself will."
The scientists started preparing the prisoner. The gel was poured over
her vital points, and the solenoidal effectors were applied over her
firm breasts and navel. Her head was connected to the device, and small
suction cups were applied to all her major muscles, as well as her
hands and beautiful feet, and two points on her belly corresponding to
her ovaries.
"I don't believe you! And I will not be of any help to your plans! What... What are you doing??"
The doctors had begun stimulating her clitoris, as an erection was
necessary before the solenoidal effector was applied to it. One of them,
a big man with a red beard, was now massaging the sensitive organ,
maybe without too much kindness.
"S... stop! Don't you dare touching me there! What do you think
you are doing?!" The Queen was writhing, obviously enraged and
disgusted by the man's hard touch and his lack of respect.
"Let me take care of this" said a woman in lab coat, taking her
colleague's place. She moistened her fingers with her saliva, then
started caressing the majestic clitoris, making slow circles
around its head, massaging its lower side, while sticking her middle
finger into Hyppolita's tender flower, exploring, looking for her
secret spot...
"Ooohhhhhhh... what... what are you... no! Noo! Stop... don't go in
there... Ahhhh..." The Amazon's resistance began to fade as her voice
trembled and her face became a little red. The woman was an
expert for sure, and she felt she was beginning to have a powerful erection...
but she didn't give in, because, even pleasurable, that act of love was
forced and unrespectful of her body and will. She concentrated and
denied her pleasure.
"A little stubborn are we?" murmured the woman doctor, as she lifted the pink head and started licking it slowly.
"N-noooo... I don't... want...! S... stop now! Pl...eease!!" The warrior Queen felt
her pleasure organ growing despite her efforts. What was that
stimulation for? What purpose might those men have in arousing her? Was
that a kind of sick entertainment? Was it meant to humiliate her?
A glimpse to the tentacled monster near her completely excluded that
possibility. No, an evil being like that could not be amused by such simple
things. She was sure that there was a serious purpose behind this
treatment, something that wouldn't surely be good for her. She gathered
her will and concentration, and refused the pleasure again.
"You surely are hard to please, Her Majesty" said the woman, and she
delicately sucked the lightly swollen clitoris into her mouth, then
started moving her lips back and forth, while licking that symbol of
feminine power.
"AAaaaaahhhhh!!..." Hyppolita's concentration broke. Her sexual desire
overwhelmed her, and she arched her back, now eager to receive more and
more. Her face was red with excitement, her breath fast....
"Enough."
Hearing this telepathic command, the woman ceased her work and
swiftly placed the device over the now fully erect and swollen
clitoris, which was sucked into the glass tube, giving a shiver to the
excited Amazon. Then the female doctor raised from the prisoner and
licked her lips, savoring the delicate juice on them, before walking back and
staying still beside another woman.
Everything was ready now.
The subtraction field flooded the prisoner Queen's naked body, wiping
away every trace of pleasure. All her muscles tensed as they were
penetrated by invisible needles; she felt being invaded in every
part of her being and she grinded her teeth, clenching her fists,
trying to oppose as much resistance as she could. She concentrated and
called forth ancient spells to protect her.
"Such strength." The alien horror was impatient. It had felt great
power into Hyppolita's body and was eager to obtain that wonderful
living energy. But she was a tough prey. It wasn't possible for the Sh'morill to
touch her mind and break her resistance; the last attempt was still
fresh in its memory, when her divine blessings had seared its mind
probes, violently pushing its conscience back, leaving deep burns in
its soul. Patience was necessary. As soon as the machine penetrated her defences, her energy would start flowing
out, leaving her helpless. Then...
"Uuuuuuunnnnhhhhhhh...!! What's... this?..." The Queen of the Amazons
looked at the being from beyond the universe with a fierce stare,
fighting to contrast the Enervator. "What... are you trying to do... to
me...?"
"I am going to suck you dry, Your Majesty" said the disembodied voice,
in a cold tone. "Increase the machine's power by a factor of 2."
"Aaaaaarrrghhhhh...!!" The naked blonde maiden arched her back, her
feet pointed towards. She continued to put every resource of her body
and mind into the fight, refusing to give up. "N-never... I... will...
never..."
"Another increase. Factor 2." The voice was cruel and impatient.
Hyppolita screamed in pain, her eyes closed, her perfect face
bearing an expression of intense suffering. Drops of sweat were
beginning to form on her skin, like small pearls on a golden beach. Her
head twisted left and right, her arms and legs shaking, trying to find
a way out to her agony.
"Increase again!" The alien was now enraged, thinking about the amount of excellent energy being wasted in that vain effort.
"Master, this is dangerous. The subject could receive severe physical
damage. It is advisable not to increase the suction power anymore."
"Very well." Approaching the suffering woman, the Sh'morill whispered
to her mind: "Queen Hyppolita. Do you know how many of your Amazons we
have captured?"
No response came from the woman, except a little moan.
"There are more than fifty of them. They are all undergoing the same
treatment as you. But I know how to make them suffer much more."
The prisoner tried to close her mind, in denial. The monster was lying, of course. She shook her head.
"And naturally, we have your beloved daughter. How would you like her to be tortured instead of you?"
The Queen opened her eyes. "Diana...? Let... her alone... you... monster...!"
"This depends on you. Give up your futile resistance, and nothing will
happen to the Princess. Fight any more, and she will take your place."
"You... vile... disgusting... creature...!" The Amazon was enraged, but
her heart was getting an edge over her. Slowly, she lowered her
defenses, feeling the needles penetrate her skin, muscles, tendons and
bones.
One of the scientists said "Everything normal, Master. Beginning suction."
Hyppolita's eyes widened as she felt the terrible sensation of her
essence being forcibly extracted, sucked out by those invisible
needles. She understood now the meaning of the monster's words.
"T-this machine... is sucking... my strength... out of me!"
"Yes... finally, I'm going to obtain your succulent essence, Your
Majesty. My Enervator will extract from your body and soul every bit of
power, every form of energy, be it physical... mental... emotive...
sexual!"
"It's so... terrible...! I feel... being... emptied...!" The suffering
Queen started sensing weakness penetrating her muscles, a curtain of
weariness over her mind... her emotions becoming a bit colder...
"And as soon as you're completely powerless, I'm going to penetrate your
weakened mind... finally, your secrets shall be mine!" The monster's
psionic voice was now triumphant.
The naked warrior squirmed unwillingly on the table hearing these
words. From her breasts, a steady flow of shining energy was now coming
out, siphoned into the suction cups and the wires, stored into the dark
metal device. From her navel another flux, even more abundant, was
coming out, just like the one from her still swollen clitoris. The
small suction cups over the rest of her body were glowing with her
living essence. She knew that, as soon as her strength ran out, the
heinous creature would violate her mind, stealing her memories and
secrets. But she could do nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Only one thought crossed her mind.
"Diana...!"
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Chapter 10
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The Princess of Themyscira stood on the open door, shocked. The big
room in front of her had something like an assembly plant... or maybe a
milking station. At her right side, a group of shackled Amazons, still
stunned,
were being stripped naked, while another group were analyzed by
instruments she herself knew very well. In the center of the room, rows
of Enervators, each one with a nude Amazon strapped to it, were
working at full power, extracting living energy from the young warrior
women,
which squirmed in pain over the dark metal devices. The energy seemed
to be conveyed from every machine to a central processing unit, which
concentrated it into bigger cells than the one Diana had seen; these
were being taken, by something like a conveyor belt, into the nearby
room. At her left, the enervated Amazons were laying on
medical tables, with E.V.s which probably nourished them while
sleeping, letting them recover their exhausted energies for another
extraction cycle. Every phase was followed by a separate group of
scientists,
each one working with the same perfect efficiency. The air was filled
with the hum of the Enervators and the screams and moans of the
prisoners. The Princess recognized them all... Melpomene, Aryadne,
Iphigenia, Daphne, Clio... so many of her sisters, friends and lovers
were being tortured just in front of her, humiliated and treated like
dairy cows...
She stood still only a second more,
then a deep, cold fury rose into her mind. She bolted forwards with all
her speed, a flash of dark hair and strong feminine muscles leaping on
the first group of unsuspecting scientists. With few, powerful blows,
she knocked them all unconscious, and got on to the second team. Before
anyone in the room could notice, she had already got rid of half of the
personnel, and her long, strong legs were lifting her in an elegant
long jump of nearly nine meters, above the enervators and towards the
third group of scientists, which didn't stand a chance despite their
ray weapons. The remaining men and women tried to escape, but Diana
raced forward and put herself between them and the door; in a matter of
few seconds, only one doctor was still on his feet. The naked Amazon
swiftly untied her golden lasso from her hip and threw it around the
man, which shook his head, his mouth open.
"Turn the machines off. Each one of them. Now."
The Princess' sky-blue eyes were harder than steel. Her prisoner walked
to a console and pressed some buttons; the hum decreased, then ceased,
together with the screams from the tortured maidens. Their shackles
opened and those of them which still could move their exhausted bodies
slowly stood up, shaking, fighting to walk to their savior.
"P... Princess" murmured one of them. "You came... just in time. We...
couldn't resist... these horrible machines. They were sucking out...
every energy we had."
"I know, Amphitryte. I had to pass through this ordeal too, and I
know how much pain it inflicts. Don't strain." She hugged her sister, helping her
stand on her feet.
She briefly explained the weakened Amazons what happened before their
capture, and who their enemies were. They were shocked hearing that
Wonder Woman had been robbed of her powers, and then they noticed she
didn't show any more her uncanny beauty: her skin, her naked
breasts were now much alike theirs. Their expressions were of sorrow
and sadness for her loss, and Diana felt her heart lighter, as if a
burden had been lifted from her, being able to share it with the ones
she loved. The Royal Guards, which fought alongside their Queen
the last night, asked their Princess if she had seen Her
Majesty: worry and concern were visible in their eyes.
"My Mother is still in their hands" she said, her voice a bit deeper.
"We must free her. But I can't fight the cyborgs without my powers, and
you can barely walk." She stopped their weak protests. "I know the
courage burning in your hearts, the skill in your hands. Yet, those
creatures possess my former powers; if more than one of them comes
here, we are all doomed." She faced the prisoner scientist. "Is there a
way to stop those monsters?"
The man was regaining his will, but the magic lasso forced him to tell
the truth. "No. They only follow our Mast... the alien's commands. They
were programmed to do so..."
"And isn't there a way to reprogram them?" pressed Diana, tightening the sacred rope around him. "A sort of an emergency stop?"
"Y... yes, of course. I... I think they could be forced to go into
'reprogram' mode by a precise sound frequency. All the loudspeakers in
the base could emit ultra-sounds every few seconds, to block every
cyborg coming from the gate to your world. I think this could be done."
"Very well. Do it." The Princess of Themyscira was a bit relieved. If
the creatures could be stopped, then there was just the alien to...
The door slid open and a cyborg entered, carrying a stunned Amazon.
Diana raced forward, despair flooding her heart. This was just the
wrong moment! If she couldn't defeat this unit, their last hope would
be lost. She ran with all the speed she had, her heart beating as if it
would explode, trying to reach her enemy before its artificial
intelligence could assess its new action pattern. But as she jumped, a
wonderful long jump which would carry a devastating flying kick to the
creature's head, a metal hand raised and hit her in mid-air, slapping
the valiant Amazon back and making her crash on the floor. She rose on
her feet at once, but the half-machine was already over her; while she
parried the incoming blows from its fists with her bracelets, she
couldn't help being pushed more and more backwards, and she noticed she
was being cornered. She tried to escape the trap, but the flurry of
fists didn't leave any opening; at the end, her back touched the
room wall. The creature then grabbed her bracelets and forced her arms
open; her strength couldn't match that of the cyborg, and Diana felt as
if she was being held by the titan Atlas himself. Then she noticed a
small section on the metal armor open, and a small robotic arm came out
of it, carrying what was without doubt a syringe full of a yellowish
liquid. The arm came closer to her body, despite her savage efforts to
break free; she noticed that the needle was moving towards her left
breast... a grunt came from her grinned teeth, sweat flew over her
forehead... the needle touched her soft skin...
A terrible noise echoed through the big room, the crash of metal
against metal. The cyborg staggered and weakened its grab over Diana's
bracelets, allowing her to escape. Another powerful blow hit the
creature's head; the Princess saw Iphigenia, one of the Royal Guard
Amazons, striking the deformed head with an elongated piece of
equipment she was using as a club. Other naked warriors were
approaching with makeshift weapons, though they were barely able to
lift them, willing to fight until victory or defeat.
But their enemy was far beyond their strength. Its hand grabbed
Iphigenia's metal club and threw it away, then from its forearm four
small metal objects bolted, carrying a transparent suction cup on one
side and a wire on the other; they hit the warrior's chest, attaching
their cups on her sternum and breasts, and delivered an electric shock
that contracted every muscle of her body; the noble Guard fell on the ground,
paralyzed.
Diana and the other Amazons attacked, but were easily repelled. Some of
the maidens tried using the weapons they had found on the stunned
scientists, but their rays were uneffective over the creature's metal
parts, while its artificial flesh did contract in pain but this didn't seem to
slow the cyborg more than a little bit.
Summoning her strength and speed, the Princess of Themyscira tried to
slip behind her enemy, remembering the weak spot she had found in her
last fight with one of those abominations; but a metal hand grabbed her
neck and raised her over the ground, suffocating her while the other
Amazons charged in a desperate effort to free her. She fought with all
her strength, striking her enemy with punches and kicks; now she was
starting to feel weak from the lack of air, her arms and legs as heavy
as lead, her vision beginning to dim...
She fell to the ground and stood there, stunned, gasping for air. One
of her sisters helped her to stand on her feet. The cyborg was there,
absolutely still, almost as if it was no more than a statue... the
product of a crazed mind, which had managed to twist together inhuman flesh and cold metal.
"I did it! Just in time, wasn't it?"
The scientist smiled, proud of himself, next to a small console. He
walked towards Diana, while still bound by her golden lasso, which a
nearly exhausted Amazon was holding.
"It took a while to find the right frequency, but now this unit, as
well as every other in the building, has fallen back to reprogramming
mode. They don't obey to the alien any more. Or to anyone else, to be
exact."
The shaken Princess gave a sigh of relief. "Very well. Now we have some chances of victory."
"Aahhh... aaaaahhhhhh...!!"
The naked Queen breathed heavily, trying to fight the weakness growing in her body.
The Sh'morill writhed its oral tentacles, as if savoring the living
energy while it was being extracted from the suffering woman.
"Amazing. Your essence is richer than I thought. How much could we take
from her up to now?" The alien creature looked delighted by Hyppolita's
great vitality.
"Two cells and a half, Master" answered a scientist. "And the enervation is just at 56 percent. It's very impressive."
"You... cannot... win... you... perverted... sick... beast...!" gasped the prisoner Queen.
A flux of writhing thoughts, similar to a laugh, crossed the blonde
maiden's mind. "But I have already won, Your Majesty. I abducted your
beloved daughter and stole her energy and her precious powers; I forced
her to open the gate to your sacred island and sent my cyborgs to
kidnap you and your sisters. Now I am extracting from your people all
the energy I need to strengthen my army and take over your young
world... and feast over its inhabitants."
Queen Hyppolita's eyes widened. "You... stole... Diana's powers...? No! This is... not... possible...!"
"It is indeed. And the Ritual was very painful for her."
The prisoner Amazon turned her head away from that abominable creature,
her eyes closed, her heart swelling with sorrow. The beast had no
reason to lie now. If Wonder Woman's divine gifts were now in the
hands of such an evil being, then the world was in serious danger...
and she couldn't do anything.
Suddenly, an alarm started screaming in the laboratory, piercing the air.
"What is that?" The Sh'morill raised its bulbous head, its oral tentacles tasting the air.
"Master! We are receiving reports from all the building! The cyborgs are unoperative!"
"What?!? How could this be?"
"I don't know, Master. Maybe an error in their main program. But it is
highly improbable that it would come out at the same time in all units."
Anger rose into the alien's twisted mind. It knew the cause of this.
Wonder Woman.
"Try to restore the cyborgs' main functions. I will settle a small
matter." The monster turned its head towards Queen Hyppolita, who had a
little smirk in her face.
"Looks... like you... haven't... aaahh... won yet."
"Don't be too happy about this small delay in my plans, Your Majesty."
The psionic voice was now as cold and terrible as the Void itself.
"Your daughter is going to pay dearly for her actions." Its waving
movements as it got away were hasty and full of irritation.
"I pray... that you will be... the one to pay." The prisoner Amazon
concentrated and rose a prayer to her Gods with all the strength she
still had.
"Very well. Remember to stay together, and don't rush. There might be traps on the way."
Diana was giving final instructions to her sisters, which she had
sorted in the best way she could to reach the Gate. There, they would
wait for the remaining cyborgs to return, and once the creatures were
paralyzed by the ultra-sounds, the warriors would permanently disable
them as they had already done, with much satisfaction, with the one in
the big enervation room. Their Princess had showed them the weak point
behind their neck, and now they had to destroy as much units as they
could, preferably all of them, before the scientists found out the
reason behind their malfunctioning and managed to restart their
program. So the Amazons, although weak and tired, had to leave the
relative shelter of the big room, which could be defended pretty
easily, and venture through the corridors to reach the Gate room. They
had to carry their enervated sisters, so Diana put the warriors which
still had some strength as vanguard and rear guard, while right behind
them came those most skilled with range weapons, carrying the ray guns
taken to the unconscious scientists. In the middle, the weakest of them
carried their still unconscious friends, laying on their medical tables.
The raven-haired Princess had counted nine cyborgs entering the Gate to
Themyscira: removing the one she had defeated and the other one in the
big room, seven units remained; counting the other two destroyed by her
mother and her guards, there were still four of them. She could not be
sure that those were all the units available to her enemies; some
others could have been on patrol in some areas of the building, or
outside of it. But this was improbable, as the base had been built on a
small island, and the scientists showed no fear of being attacked by
anyone; so, it was reasonable that all available cyborgs had been sent
to invade Themyscira.
"Princess." Iphigenia and Amphitryte called her, distracting her mind from those thoughts. She saw worry in their eyes.
"Yes, my sisters. Are you ready to go?"
"Princess, why won't you come with us?"
"I have... some matters to take care of. If our plan fails, we must be
sure that the cyborgs will never be energized again. I must destroy the
device they use to give my powers to those monstrosities.
"But... but you said that device contains the essence of your divine gifts!
What will happen if you destroy it?!" Amphitryte's voice was trembling.
"I don't know." Diana sighed. "I must have faith in the Gods' will. That's everything I can do."
Her sisters looked at her, then nodded. "May the eternal Gods be with you, Princess."
"And with you too, sisters." She hugged both of them, then she went
forth towards the Energizer room. The captured scientist had revealed
its position: it was in a high security area, but there was a secondary
access from a service room. It was not far from there.
While her naked feet silently touched the floor, Diana kept her senses on alert,
ready to attack everyone who could be on her way; but the corridors
were empty, and she found no obstacles. Finally she found the door to
the room she was looking for and opened it, her heart beating harder.
The machine was a huge tower made of black metal. It occupied a large
part of the big room, whose other contents were a control panel and
another strange machine, smaller and thinner, which seemed to hold a
little sphere of pure darkness over it. She didn't pay much attention
to it, and concentrated her attention on the Energizer. Its higher
section held the small capsule she had seen in the Ritual room,
and inside it a pulsating, warm glow, of all colors and of none at
the same time, made her heart jump. That was a part of her that had
been torn away from her soul and body, a blessed gift which had been
stolen by an evil being... her divine powers were in front of her, and
she had the strange feeling they were alive, and were calling for
her.
"How do you like my creation?"
The voice echoing into her mind gave her a shiver and she swiftly
turned around, looking for its source. Suddenly, cold darkness
enshrouded her, and a terrible pain raced through her body and mind.
She fell on the ground, weak and confused.
The Sh'morill came slowly forward, calm, with its waving motion. In one
of its tentacled hands was an instrument made of twisted dark metal, as
long as her leg and thinner than her arm, which had a hole at its end.
From that hole a terrifying darkness radiated, as if devouring all
light around it.
"You caused me a lot of trouble, Diana of Themyscira. Now you will pay
for your insolence." The voice was sweet, yet as cold as outer space.
The Princess of Amazons shivered and tried to stand on her feet:
instantly, another strike from the creature's weapon hit her, scorching
her soul, devastating her mind. The beautiful maiden fell to the
ground, fighting to remain conscious.
"Don't try to move, Princess. It will only cause more suffering to
you." She confusely knew that the abomination was approaching to her.
"I knew that you would come here. I just had to wait. You humans are so
predictable and obvious... but your energy is precious. Did you see
the sphere over that little device? That is the door to my dimension. Very soon it will
open to allow my people to come here, in your beautiful, rich world...
even now the gate is becoming wider and wider, thanks to your energy
and that of your sisters."
Diana slowly turned her head towards the small machine, seeing that the sphere of darkness was growing noticeably.
"By then, everything must be ready. You have delayed my plans, so I will have to wait... but meanwhile... you will suffer!"
The alien's thin pseudopods writhed around the long object, and from
its head four metal tentacles came out, carrying a suction cup. They
bolted towards Diana's body and attached to her breasts, navel and
clitoris with extreme precision.
"W...what are you going... No!!!"
The naked Amazon squirmed in pain, screaming. She heard the horrible
voice wriggling in a heinous laugh. "I see this weapon meets your
tastes, Princess! It has many functions... it may fire bolts of living
darkness to devour your emotions and will, or it may be used as a
portable Enervator!"
The tentacles became a little bright as small lights could be seen
going through them, leaving Diana's beautiful body. Her energy was once
again being extracted, and this would mean her defeat if she wouldn't
stop the process.
With a desperate effort, she lifted her left leg and hit the alien,
making it crash on the floor and lose its weapon. As soon as its
contact with it was broken, the extraction stopped and the metal
tentacles coiled back into their housings. The shaken Amazon stood on
her feet, helping herself with the long object.
"You bitter, weak, worthless being! How dare you hitting me!"
The tentacled horror was now furious, and rose from the floor waving
its pseudopods.
Diana was bombarded with powerful psionic strikes, which hammered her
already weakened mind. Her perceptions trembled and shattered in a
cacophony of incoherent signals; she could no more see or hear, and she
didn't even know if she was still on her feet. Her mind was slowly
yielding to the terrible assault; she knew she was going to lose her
battle.
But one hope was still alive. She could almost hear someone calling
her, asking her to be freed... she remembered her vision, the true
nature of her powers... and the words the alien had spoken when she
almost fooled it... "their nature would force them to..."
To return to her???
She prayed the Gods with all her fading strength; then, she
concentrated on the voice calling her, she aimed the monster's weapon
to it and she threw the long dark object like a javelin.
The psionic attack instantly ceased, replaced by a flux of despair and frustration.
"Noooooooooooo!!!"
Diana opened her eyes, her senses normal again. She saw the broken
capsule, the alien weapon stuck into its glass walls. The supernatural
glow into it pulsated a bit faster, then vanished.
The capsule was now empty.
"What... what have I done??" The Princess of Themyscira felt tears rising, her heart about to break...
Then the world around her disappeared, in an explosion of colors and
bright lights. She felt her soul crying with joy, while all her body
was engulfed with warmth and power. Her skin began to glow with beauty;
her breasts were swelling, now firm and full. Her muscles flooded with
strength. Her heart radiated heat and love, and her mind was blessed
with wisdom, while she felt one with nature. Her strong legs were
aching to run, to fly...
Her powers had returned into her!
She looked at the tentacled abomination; in her
sky-blue eyes, a wild desire for hunt flashed. And there was her prey.
The Sh'morill raised its arms and started to chant... but in less than
half a second, a powerful blow, full of satisfaction, struck its soft
head, as Wonder Woman's fist sent the creature flying through the room,
crashing against a wall with a disgusting sound.
Diana followed her enemy and grabbed its lab coat, raising the limp
body from the floor. She was ready to strike again, but it was not
necessary. "Too bad" she said to herself. "It has been so good."
She dragged the mass of tentacles towards the small device; the dark sphere on its top was now as big as a man.
"Carry my best regards to your people, and to everyone you are
serving!" She lifted the alien over her head. In that moment, the thing
regained consciousness.
"W-what... what are you... No! Nooooooo!!"
With all her strength,
Diana threw the obscene creature into the sphere.
Its psionic cry vanished as it flew farther and farther, in an endless
void, lost in an infinite nothing. The Princess of the Amazons lifted her fists and slammed them
over the device, destroying it. The black sphere swiftly reduced, then
vanished.
In the now empty room, Wonder Woman rose a prayer full of gratitude and love to her Gods.
The prisoner had ceased squirming, her moans were now lower. Her
incredible vitality seemed to have finally been sucked out from her.
"Enervation is now at 83 percent" said one of the scientists. The
alien's control over them had ceased, but their mind still retained
traces of the orders received, and they continued obeying to them, though a bit confused.
Queen Hyppolita was laying still, her energies fading. She had fought
bravely against the dreaded machine, but victory had never been a
possibility for her.
Her huge mammaries were no more firm and hard; her muscles were
starting to deflate, and her will was leaving her. The energy flux from
her nipples began fading, as well as the one from her clitoris.
The laboratory door suddenly opened, not by sliding sideways as it was
built to do, but just being ripped open by an incredible blow.
On the threshold was Wonder Woman, her chest swelling and deflating, her eyes flashing with anger, as hard as crystals.
"Stop the machine and free my Mother" she growled. The scientists,
scared by her cold determination, shaken their minds of the last
remains of control, and jumped to obey.
Diana rushed towards the naked Queen and hugged her, with tears in her eyes.
"Oh, Mother! I was so worried about you" she sighed.
Her mother smiled, her beautiful face now full with happiness. She was
too weak even to talk, but her deep blue eyes were telling Diana: "I
knew you would come."
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To be continued in next part