Project Hlin 5

By Lionbadger I have a dreary commute to work and while looking for something to read came across Frenemy54's Fox Hunt serial (Misc stories, Mr X site, if you haven't read it, you should and if the setting confuses you I sort of tacked on my own continuity through the stories Fox Hunt 6-10). I've always been a fan of the Butterscotch Fox universe and with Frenemy's continuity I figured I could create a little off shoot/parallel universe setting for some home brew heroines and hopefully help out any other fetish inclined commuters. I suspect I am not great at describing costumes so there is a deviant art pic of the girls of project Hlin here: http://fav.me/d8bou1g comments, suggestions, offers of cake etc; lionbadger@hotmail.com

(this will make more sense if you waded through the admittedly heavy Hlin 4, if you're not so worried about background though, carry on)

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"I'll rip your fucking fat tits off!" Screamed the enraged guard.

Blood dribbled from the gash at his temple. His battered and dented orange helmet lay down the hall beside his shattered carbine. Behind the guard a red flashing light strobed. In the opposite direction the corridor ended in a small rectangle of light. Between the patch of light and the frothing guard lay a shattered collection of corpses. Dark stains were splashed across the walls and in growing pools around the corpses confirming the men had met a violent end.

Between the final body and the maddened guard stood a tall blonde woman. A thigh high blue and black boot encased her right leg. A criss crossed blue black latice reached to her thigh on the opposite leg. The pattern was repeated on her arms but with the solid blue black glove on the right arm and the lattice on her left. A deep blue bikini bottom thong, zip fronted bra top and coronet completed her costume. She regarded the enraged guard with mild disinterest.

"What, no introductions? No dinner? Just straight to tit ripping" she said in a soft but clear danish accent "Is chivalry really dead? Can't a girl expect some wooing anymore?"

"I'm going to fuck your warm corpse!" The guard screamed as he lurched forward.

The heroine Valkyrie grinned as the guard accelerated. The man was showing the classic signs of being heavily dosed on Slaught, a horrofic designer drug made by the facist rogue state Usonia. Slaught was essentially powdered heroine. Snorting or injecting it gave the user a boost of superhuman strength, speed and toughness. The techs back at base rated the average Slaught user at 60% equivalent to heroines in Valkyrie's class.

The guard charged into her with his arms outstretched before him. She grabbed his hands and the pair stood for a moment forming a straining arch. Veins bulged in the guard's head and foam flecked his mouth. His eyes were glassy and bloodshot. Sweat matted his hair and washed down his twisted, snarling face.

"Took too much huh?" said Valkyrie "I guess if we just stand here for 10 minutes you'll probably have an embolism, save me the trouble of getting brains on my gloves"

"I'll fist you bloody you fucking whore!" Screamed the maddened guard

Valkyrie blinked in shock "Ok charmer, that's where I draw the line"

Briefly she considered glanding a stimulant to boost the already frightening power of her supple muscles. No, I can take this guy raw she thought. The powerful blonde increased the preassure on the guard. The frothing goon gnashed his teeth in impotent rage as his boots lost traction and he began to slide backwards down the corridor. A sudden sickening crunch announced the failure of his elbow joint. The arm suddenly flipped back on itself, white bone tearing through the taut skin and orange jumpsuit alike.

Valkyrie let go as she lurched forward against the sudden lack of resistance. She quickly recovered her balance and surveyed her handy work. Most normal human enemies would be paralysied by the horrific pain of the destroyed arm and on the verge of passing out from shock. The Slaught dosed guard however flicked his arm, realinging the joint and left the arm to hang limply at his side. Valkyrie stared in disgust as the blood that should have been pouring from the wound quickly congealed. The elbow joint would not take long to heal with this amount of Slaught flowing through the guard.

The guard flung a wide roundhouse punch with his still functioning right arm. Valkyrie swayed back out of reach dodging the blow. As she swayed back towards the guard she pivoted her hip and snapped out a jab with her right fist. The blow slammed into the guard like a missle crushing his cheekbone and liquifying his eye.

The guard spat teeth and whipped his arm back. Valkyrie caught a vicious back hand slap across the jaw that snapped her head left. The guard staggered forward. The crushed cheek looked like a pool of jelly as the Slaught worked on his system to regenerate the pulped flesh and bone.

"E, fucking, nough" muttered Valkyrie rubbing her chin where the backhand had caught her.

The furious blonde snapped out a kick with her long shapley leg. Her foot caught the guard under the chin and flipped his head back to the sound of cracking and grinding vertebrae. As the guard staggered backwards Valkyrie drove forwards a flat handed blow into his robs. The strong fingers pierced his uniform and buried themselves in his lung. She pulled her hand free in a spray of blood. A quick jab into the opposite ribs sent bone bursting from the guard's torso. Wheezing and gurgling horribly the man sunk to his knees.

"Worthless cunt, you've got not idea what he'll do to you" hissed the man

"His time is up" said Valkyrie "Just like yours"

The guard slumped sideways as the damage out paced the Slaught's ability to heal. Valkyrie glanced around the corridor. A heavy steel door lay infront of her. Her Jaeger support was moving up the corridor checking the mangled corpses for survivors. She considered punching through the door. The idea of ripping her way into the drug lord's sanctum appealed to her sense of drama. Considering the door however and the time it would take to get through it she settled on using the Jaegers' breaching charges.

"One breached door to go please" she said to the Jaeger with sergeant's chevrons

***

András Dutroux leaned against a thick pillar inside his newest Slaught lab. The heroine had gone through his guards quicker than he had expected. He assumed she was busy kicking a hole in the lab door by now. Next time we build an escape tunnel he thought. A worried looking bodyguard hovered nearby and a group of migrant lab technicians huddled in a corner. Dutroux flipped absent mindedly through a news app on his phone. For a senior politician about to be arrested inside a Slaught lab he seemed remarkably calm.

"Italian prime minister is complaining about Neo Karthage again" murmered Dutroux

"Boss you need to hide, we can truss you up, make like you're a hostage" said the bodyguard

"Damascus is front runner for the summer Olympics apparently" murmered Dutroux

"Boss did you hear me?" Said the bodyguard

Dutroux's eyes flipped up from his phone "Are you seriously questioning my intelligence" he said

"What? No Boss, I would never" said the bodyguard

"Your wife is very pretty, stupid but very pretty. It would be a tragedy if she ended up at the docks. With a gang of sailors. And you could only watch" said Dutroux

"Boss I didn't mean, my only concern is for you, that heroine is going to come through the door any minute" said the bodyguard

"Stand there and shut up. Look menacing if you must but do nothing unless I tell you to" said Dutroux

The door shattered in deafening explosion. Slivers of steel shrapnel whipped past the pillar that Dutroux was leaning against shredding the bodyguard.

"Idiot" murmered Dutroux

He tucked his phone into the inside of his dull brown jacket, straightened the lapels and stepped out from behind the post. He caught sight of a female shaped shadow in the cloud of settling dust and debris. The shape resolved itself into a tall woman. Dazzling blonde hair cascaded around her face and over her shoulders. An icy blue coronet lay on her brow. Matching eyeshadow framed her fierce blue eyes and coated her plump limps. A long glove ran from the middle of her bicep to the tip of her left hand. Like the coronet it was icy blue at the top and faded to midnight black at the fingers. Her right arm was wrapped in a criss cross lattice of material the same colour and length as the glove. The woman's large breasts were wrapped in a front zipped blue black bra that left her flat stomach bare. A matching bikini thong covered her womanhood. A thigh high boot, blue at the top and black at the tip covered her left leg. A criss cross of latice fabric wrapped around the right fading to a midnight black ankle boot.

"It's Valkyrie isn't it" said Dutroux amiably "The one that drop kicked my son off a gantry"

A tiny flicker crossed the heroine's stern features as her jaeger squad emerged from the dust to take up position behind her.

"He was peddling Slaught, he resisted arrest and he lost his footing while he was trying to kill me" replied Valkyrie "I would not do anything differently"

"Decisive, a woman after my own heart" said Dutroux "Henry was the runt of the litter, he will not be greatly missed, still it is the principle and of course you recently forced me into a very public climb down"

"If you think you can snort some Slaught and take me on for some imagined slight you're living in a fantasy world. Your goons tried that already and there were a lot more of them than you" said Valkyrie

"Slaught? The new drug that the peseants are all eating, why would I have that?" Said Dutroux innocently

"Possibly because were are stood in your latest Slaught lab" said Valkyrie

"There is no Slaught here my dear" said Dutroux with a wolfish grin "I think your intelligence must be off. This is a slaughter lab"

Valkyrie frowned "and what exactly do you slaughter here" she said fully expecting the answer.

"Why you my dear" said Dutroux

"How original" drawled Valkyrie "And how will you manage this, are a swarm of kill drones about to spew from the walls? Do you have some sort of improbably complicated death ray?"

"I'm sure something will come to me" said Dutroux

"You know you seem remarkably calm considering the damage this arrest will do to your political ambitions" said Valkyrie uncertaintly

"Like I said, slaughter lab, and what ambitions are you referring to?" Said Dutroux

"You're obvious not content with being defence minister" said Valkyrie

"Defence minister of where?" Said Dutoux

"Stop playing dumb, you are Andras Dutroux, the European Union defence minister and your eyes are set on the presidency" said Valkyrie

"Sorry, my ears are not what they were, one more time" said Dutoux

"For the final time, you are Andras Dutroux, European Union defence minister" said Valkyrie loudly

"Yes I am" said Dutroux grinning

"Well now that is over would you like..." said Valkyrie

"Shoot her" said Dutroux interrupting

Valkyrie frowned unsure if she had heard Dutroux. A moment later a barrage of vanadium alloy balls errupted from the coilguns held by her jaeger squad and slammed into her. The ultra hard rounds slammed into her back and shoulders at 7 times the speed of sound. A single round slammed into her skull sending her reeling to her knees. Her toughened skin deflected the impacts but pain bloomed in her chest and skull as the kinetic force ripped at her bones and organs.

"Knock her on her ass" said Dutroux absent mindedly

The jaeger sergeant stepped forward and slammed the but of his gun into Valkyrire's cheek. The solid bulk of the coilgun driven by the vat grown, augmented muscule of the jaeger almost cracked her cheek bone. She toppled onto her back clutching her face and immediately regretted it as the pain in her back flared.

"How did you compromise my jaegers" she hissed through pain clenched teeth

"You dumb bitch" said Dutroux "You compromised them. They refer to the person highest in the chain of command. Your commander rank ensures they obey you unless Colonel Horst is present"

A cold dread filled Valkyrie "Defence minister is only a symbolic commander in chief" she said

"To your jaegers commander in chief beats commander" said Dutroux

"You planned this?" Said Valkyrie her ringing head made it difficult to concentrate on her internal glanding. Finally she felt the pain ebb slightly as her body responded and released a flood of painkillers into her system. She increased her focus and glanded a stimulant to increase her metabolism and hopefully speed her already impressive healing. She wracked her aching brain for some way to keep Dutroux talking.

"To be honest I prefer that purple suited brunette Athena" said Dutroux as a faraway look glazed his features "Oh yes, I could make a master piece out of her. Smash her ribs, right side"

The jaeger sergeant lifted a heavily armoured boot and stamped it down violently on Valkyrire's ribs. The girl screamed in pain as the boot slammed into her. He repeated the action mechanically twice, three, four times before a sickly crack announced that at least one bone had failed under the assault.

Dutroux looked down at the injured heroine. A red flush crept across his cheeks "Yes I'd prefer the brunette but you'll do just fine. You're just as resilient as they say. This is going to be exquisite. Put her on the table" he said

The jaeger sergeant bent and scooped Valkyrie up surprisingly gently. He lay her on the table.

"He's an imposter, he's not the commander in chief, shoot him" gasped Valkyrie

"I am Andras Dutroux defence minister confirmed twice moments ago" said Dutroux casually

The jaeger stepped back silently.

"You're still trying to fight" said Dutroux "usually they have given in by this time, started trying to bargain"

He grabbed an ankle and snapped a diamentium cuff onto it securing it to a corner of the table. He walked around and repeated the action with the other ankle.

"Usually? You mean you've tortured women before?" Said Valkyrie

"I've tortured women, men, animals, aliens, I don't like to discriminate" said Dutroux offhandedly

He pulled an arm above her head drawing a hiss of pain as the heroine's splintered ribs ground inside her torso. A third diamentium cuff snapped onto the wrist. He repeated the action with the final wrist.

"Much better" said Dutroux "not such a haughty bitch now are we"

"I can still bite you" said Valkyrie venomously

Dutroux chuckled to himself as he brought a wheeled trolley to the side of the table. He unrolled a tick brown leather tool roll.

"You're worth every penny we spent in R&D, it's almost a shame that I need to send such a brutal a message to Jagkommand" said Dutroux drawing a piece of paper and a short pencil from his roll of tools "Let me see, gunshot check, beating check, what do we do next? Ah, yes you are all supposed to be quite resistant to poisons, but in your increasingly weakened state I think this should cause you some significant discomfort"

He lifted a large syringe full of a greenish black liquid.

"The Sofia cocktail, Bulgaria's contribution to the assassin's arsenal. Relatively slow acting, it breaks down the walls of blood vessels causing internal haemorages and death. I'm quite interested to see what it will do to you" said Dutroux as he replaced the steel needle with one made of diamentium.

Valkyrie's eyes widened as the psychotic politician walked casually around her. He spent long moments brandishing the syringe and making a show of deciding where to deliver the deadly injection. With a vicious sneer he lunged forward and stabbed the needle into Valkyrie's breast. His eyes lit up as he pushed the injection deep into the helpless girl's tit flesh. Finally his thumb pushed down on the plunger delivering the deadly poisons into Valkyrie.

"Didn't even tickle" muttered Valkyrie as she tried to ignore the faint tingle in her breast.

She glanded a generic anti venom and tried to detox her blood. A stab of pain from her liver as her blood flow increased made her wince. Must have been damaged by the coilguns or maybe there are shards of rib perforating it, anti venom don't fail me now she thought as she dialed back her detox and the pain decreased.

"Was that a twitch?" Said Dutroux "so soon? You are hurt bad aren't you"

He turned back to his tools. A gentle tune reached Valkyrie's ears as she realised that Dutroux was singing to himself. She pulled against the cuff on her left arm. She had no illusions of breaking the diamentium but the table it was locked to might fail. No give. The cuff remained resolutely fastened to the table. Dutroux turned back with a long stiletto blade in his hand. He placed it carefully on the table alongside the heroine.

"Now, let's have a proper look at these girls" he said reaching forward to pull the zip down on the top of Valkyrie's costume.

The bra came free as the zip was undone. The girl's large breasts flowed out of their confinement to stand free on Valkyrie's chest. A dark bruise was spreading from the injector wound in her right mammary. Dutroux stared at the huge mounds mesmerised for a moment before reaching out to stroke the pert left tit.

"Your nipples are solid? Are you actually enjoying this" he said with a frown

"You think a genetically and bionically modified near invincible killing machine wouldn't like to not be the one in control every now and then?" Replied Valkyrie with a sneer

Dutroux looked like he had been slapped. He glanced down the girl's magnificent body. His hand shot out and ploughed under her thong. Valkyrie gasped as her tormentor's fingers found her womanhood.

"You're actually wet!" Hissed Dutroux "Helpless, poisoned and beaten and your response is to derive some sexual pleasure from it? Don't you understand you stupid bitch that you are here to suffer and die, to be my mutilated messsge to your sisters?"

"Oh, that's the spot, tell me how you're going to do it" said Valkyrie pushing her hips against his hand

Dutroux snapped his hand back as if he had been burned. His mind raced. The heroine was using him. His power over her was an illusion. If she was the one getting all the pleasure then he was merely a servant. A servant. Anger flowed through him, he was nobody's servant. He was an emperor in waiting, born to rule, not some deviant whore's gigolo.

"It's going to be more of a challenge than I though to break you, touché Valkyrie, but I promise you I will have you weeping and begging for mercy long before you are cold on this slab" said Dutroux lifting his blade

"Promises, promises" said Valkyrie with a grin

Dutroux snarled as he jammed his blade into the heroine's pelvis.

"How does it feel to have a blade pierce your ovary slut" hissed Dutroux

"If the Hleinir solution didn't sterilise us then it would probably be a big psychological win for you. But it does. So you might as well jam your tooth pick into my arm" said Valkyrie

Dutroux grinned, despite the offhand dismissal the attack on her femininity had brought a tremour of contempt into her voice. I can wear her down then he thought. He left the blade sticking in his victim. A thin trickle threaded its way down the girl's hip and onto her thigh. He drew a second blade from his tool roll.

"I hope you appreciate how expensive these were" he said to Valkyrie

"Diamentium is a girl's best friend" she replied calmly

Dutroux raged inside his head but managed to maintain an outward calm. He would afterall be the only one to leave the room and the haughty heroine would break in the end. He glanced at the dark bruise spreading around the syringe wound.

"Looks like you're not as hardy as you make out. That breast wound looks like it is getting worse. I imagine your veins are getting weaker by the second if that bruise is anything to go on" said Dutroux grinning

"I'll have been bored to death a long time before I bleed to death" quipped Valkyrie

A twitch of Dutroux's eye told her that the barb had hit its mark. The poison wasn't worrying her. The anti venom was doing its job and while her blood might not be clotting as fast as she was used to she was pretty sure she would have been suffering serious headaches by now if the poison was working as planned.

Dutroux responded to the barbed comment by drawing his new knife across the underside of Valkyrire's breast. He scowled as he inspected his handiwork. A think preassure line marked the heroine's toughened skin but the blade had failed to pierce the flesh.

"You have to put some effort into it" said Valkyrie "I'm not giving it away for free you know"

Dutroux snarled in rage and rammed the knife point first into Valkyrire's side. The diamentium blade drove deep into her. She coughed in shock and sudden breathlessness as she realised the weapon had pierced her lung.

"Is that enough effort you fucking bondage whore!" Yelled Dutroux "Here, how about this!"

He hefted a small container of yellow sludge. He quickly fumbled the lid off and upended the contents onto Valkyrie's undamaged breast.

"You like that? You like industrial grade corrosive paste?" Screamed Dutroux "We could have done this easy but your fucking whore mouth insisted you do it the hard way! They won't be able to tell if you were a woman or an androgynous mannequin when I'm done!"

Valkyrie ground her teeth. She held onto her victory to stop from crying out. The knife in her side had caused serious damage but the corrosive paste had started eating into her flesh almost immediately. She could already see trickles of red running from the edges of the yellow filth covering her breast. As the acidic compound devoured her helpless tit she would lose some of her drug glands and might be unable to gland stims or painkillers.

"Then that'll make two of us" she gasped

Dutroux was utterly consumed by rage. All thoughts of dominace and the slow enjoyment of breaking another human were lost. His entire being burned to inflict suffering on the tall blonde shackled helpless to a table and who continued to mock him. The idea that a mere employee, no not even that, she wasn't even human after all the grafts and surgeries and genetic tinkering, a tool. A mere tool mocked his pre ordained power. The thought burned the edges of his already frayed sanity.

He grabbed at his tool roll. He glanced at his hand and smiled malevolently.

"The problem with you is you are just too tough, what you need is some tenderising!' He yelled as he brought the heavy steel meat tenderiser around in a wide over arm strike. The spiked hammer slammed into Valkyrie's crotch. The heroine yelped in shock and pain.

"Oh yes, I know, I know" said Dutroux

He swung the tenderiser again

"Your cunt" he roared

He swung again

"Just loves" he yelled

He swung again

"Attention!" He screamed

He slammed the hammer into the girl's bruised womanhood again. Valkyrie shrieked in pain. Dutroux grabbed her thong and roughly pulled it aside. The heroine's pussy was swollen and puffy from the abuse.

"I hope this hurts like hell you meddling bitch. I'll finally put an end to your smart remarks" he hissed

His fingers crashed through the swollen lips drawing a gasp. Roughly he thrust his 3 fingers in and out of Valkyrie's unprotected slit.

"I thought you'd be tighter. You must be fucking 24 7 to be this slack. Here, I'm sure you can fit another" he snarled as he forced a 4th finger into the squirming girl.

Dutroux cackled manically as he pumped his fingers back and forth. Valkyrie squirmed and struggled against the abuse. The combination of helplessness, near death peril, vicious shocks of pain from her bruised lips and the thick squirming fingers inside her was driving her rapidly towards orgasm. Dutroux continued his merciless assault. He placed the tenderiser on the table then used his free hand to lean on her pelvis. The steady grip allowed him to pump his hand harder against the girl.

Valkyrie finally unleashed a shriek like a banshee as she came. Her body juddered and spikes of pain flashed through her from the blades Dutroux had left in her. The sparks of agony blended with the pleasure intensifying her orgasm. A warm glow flooded across her as her tremours subsided.

"Can we go again? Just give me 5 minutes to catch my breath" she whispered

The tenderiser smashed down on her forehead.

"Can't you do anything right you fucking useless cow! You weren't supposed to enjoy that!" Screamed Dutroux

Valkyrie barely heard the frantic yelling. Her head was ringing from the blow. The tenderiser crashed down on her again. She felt wetness on her head. Dimly she registered that blood after two impacts was bad. Dutroux swore and raged as he swung the tenderiser again and again. Finally he placed the hammer on the table. Thick rivulets of blood ran across the girl's beautiful face and a bright, sticky pool was forming like a halo on the table. He smiled as he noticed her eyes had rolled back in her head.

"Not so fucking clever now" he said as he tried to compose himself.

Briefly he consoled himself that nobody would ever know that Valkyrie had defied him and refused to break. He frowned. Timidly he reached out a hand to touch her neck. Confusion filled his face as he found a weak but certain pulse. This really has become an absolute chore he thought. He stroked his chin locked in thought for a moment the yanked the knife out her side. With a vicious thrust he jammed it down in the centre of her chest. Blood welled up around it as he twisted and turned it creating a hideous wound.

"No half measures this time whore" he muttered to himself

He lifted a second beaker of corrosive paste and poured it slowly into the wound. The dank yellow paste hissed as it ate into the girl's less resilient organs. Dutroux laughed as the wound slowly expanded and Valkyrie's legs jerked in a hideous nerve reaction. Abruptly the jerking stopped. The acid continued to devour the heroines body with a sinister hissing. Fearfully Dutroux reached out to touch her neck again. He held his fingers against her for long moments before he was sure that there was no pulse. He whooped in exhilaration. He glanced over his ruined victim. He had won in the end. Valkyrie was dead. His message was ready to send.

"Jaeger" he snapped

The Jaeger sergeant stepped forward.

"Supreme commander" the jaeger replied

"Bag this thing and return it Jagkommand" said Dutroux wiping his hands on a cloth.

***

"How long" said Colonel Horst

"57 hours" replied the technician

A faint glow cast by the huge tube of shimmering blue fluid made the two men look as if they were underwater. They stared at the tube. Bright yellow warnings were plastered across one side promising an agonising death to anyone who failed to treat the ethereal liquid with anything other than the utmost respect. A woman was visible in the centre of the liquid. Her pale blond hair floated around her and an oxygen mask was fitted across her nose and mouth.

"There's not a scratch on her" said Horst

"Quite remarkable when you consider that she was repatriated with multiple skull, rib and pelvis fractures, stab wounds in her stomach and side. There was minor kinetic trauma across her back and corresponding minor rupturing of both kidneys and primary heart. We detected a particularly nasty hemotoxin in her blood and of course most her chest cavity and her left breast had been consumed by an industrial grade acid" said the technician "someone really took a dislike to her"

"I'm tempted to let her sleep a little longer" murmered Horst "She's certainly earned it"

"She is fully healed Colonel we can bring her out of her stasis at any time" said the Technician

"Wake her" said Horst after a short pause "We need to talk"

The technician nodded and tapped at his tablet.

"The process is initiated" he said "We're feeding the stimulant gas into her rebreather now"

The two men watched the still floating figure for a few minutes. Valkyrie's eyes suddenly flicked open. Her arm snapped back ready to punch. She held the pose for a moment then dropped her arm to her side. Her cold blue eyes stared at the two men.

"They are all so beautiful" said the technician

"Bring her out" said Horst

The technician tapped his tablet again. A moment later the shimmering fluid began to drain through the floor of the tube. A pair of bio suited assistants entered the room and took up station by the tube. As the last of the fluid drained away the tube hissed open. Valkyrie pulled off her rebreather and stepped naked from the tube. she raised her arms above her head as the first assistant doused her with warm water to dillute and remove any remaining fluid. Once completed she accepted a large towel from the second assistant and began to dry herself off.

"How did it feel being dead?" Said Horst

"Not sure. Last thing I remember was a damn meat tenderiser slamming into my skull" said Valkyrie "How long was I in the Hleinir solution?"

"About 57 hours" said Horst

"Suck it Tethys" Valkyrie murmered as she ran the towel down her leg "You were right the Jaegers responded to him above me"

"And the Slaught?" Said Horst

"He's definitely behind it. He's also got a thing for torture. Told me he's killed just about anything with a pulse. He doesn't like it if you don't play the crying helpless damsel" said Valkyrie as she dropped the towel into a bio hazard bag and accepted a second one "Think he might have the hots for Athena too"

"We have to deal with him but if he can countermand our jaegers then we have a bit of an issue" said Horst

"No shit Colonel those coilguns hurt like a bitch" she looked up from her toweling "think I can get one for my room?"

"It would be hard to refuse after you volunteered to get yourself tortured and killed" said Horst