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Princess Chaos (Maidens of Might #2)
by Sigma
I
Harsh vocals, harsh rifts, and harsh drums. Those sounds were are being blasted into Naomi’s ears through her headphones as she ran through her neighborhood one early morning.
She was listening to the album Rain of Terror, by Bloodstorm, a local band she had caught at a show a few nights before. After a quickie with the bassist in the venue’s bathroom, Naomi ended up enjoying the band’s set and bought a tanktop at the merch table. The image, a grinning nun drenched in blood, was soaked with Naomi’s sweat as the top barely contained her tits while she entered mile 5 of her morning run. She found herself lost in the music, and didn’t see the projectile coming when it slammed into her with the force of a truck and sent her flying into the side of a building hard enough to damage the brick.
Her headphones fell off, and she could hear the music as she pushed herself up.
“What the fuck just hit me?!” she demanded.
The people around her were all looking up as an armored figure hovered in the air, looked down at Naomi, and then took off into the sky.
“...What the fuck?”
*
“Someone in power armor shot you and then flew away?” Alexis Adelson, Naomi’s best friend asked, as they sat over a lunch of Chinese food.
“Yeah, this morning when I was out running. It was the weirdest fucking thing. They didn’t say shit, they just took off,” Naomi told her.
“They probably couldn’t stand hearing that shit you listen to,” Alexis teased.
“Fuck off,” Naomi said with a laugh. “Anyway, if they pop up again, I’ll deal with it.”
Alexis shrugged, having nothing else to say to that when someone approached their table. They both looked up to see a young, thin black woman with a short afro. She looked at the two of them and popped her bubblegum and grinned.
“What’s up?”
Naomi and Alexis both looked at each other.
“I don’t know her,” Alexis said first.
Naomi turned. “You need something?”
The woman put on a metal glove that soon expanded into a suit of armor that covered her whole body, with the helmet coming last. It was form-fitting black and purple armor that covered her from head to toe. People in the restaurant backed away in shock, watching her transform.
“...That’s the one who attacked you this morning, isn’t it?” Alexis asked.
Naomi just sighed and nodded.
*
A moment later, the window next to the restaurant’s front door shattered as Naomi flew through it and tumbled across the street. The armored woman flew through and hovered in the air. When Naomi got up, the armored woman blasted her with an energy bolt and put her back down before taking off back into the air.
“Courtesy of Princess Chaos, sis!” The armored woman laughed as she fled.
Alexis ran out and helped Naomi up.
“Ow…” Naomi groaned. “What the fuck is going on?! Did that bitch just call herself Princess Chaos?”
II – That Night
So what the fuck am I looking for, Foxy?” Superia asked into the stud in her ear while walking down an alley somewhere in Delta City.
“There are all kinds of primitive civilizations living beneath the surface. Sometimes they pop up in cities all over the world and need to be dealt with if they’re hostile. These mutants have been showing up in Delta City,” Fox explained from the other end.
“Okay, so why ask me and not your people?”
“Because if it’s serious, you can handle it better than a team of Sentinel grunts, and if it’s too serious, I have more faith you’ll be able to get away than my grunts can.”
“Or you’re serving me up to the fuckers on a platter…”
“Naomi, why would I do something shady like that? If you really need to hit the panic button, I can dispatch heavies to come get you, but it will take them a while so you’ll need to hold off whatever you’re fighting until then...”
“Yeah, yeah…” Superia said. “Hey, you know some bitch in power armor named Princess Chaos?”
“What?” Fox asked. “What is that? A cartoon?”
“No,” Superia said. “It’s...” She then stopped when she saw a manhole cover lift up and a pair of glowing eyes watching her. “Shit, I think I have something.”
A hulking creature, with long limbs and a long, narrow torso clawed its way out of the sewer, and three others just like it followed. Before they could get far, Naomi ran and launched forward, hitting one with a flying punch. The others attacked and she fought back. With it being four against one, Superia barely kept up, but she found herself able to outfight the mutants and keep them back.
The monsters regrouped and eyed her hungrily and then looked up when they heard what sounded like a small jet engine.
“What the fu-” Naomi turned just as someone slammed into her and knocked her into a wall.
“Haha!” The Princess Chaos laughed as she landed. She put her hands on her hips. “Weren’t expecting that, were you, Superia?!”
“You again?!” Superia said. “Look, now’s not the fucking time! Help me deal with these mutants and then I’ll fight you.”
Princess Chaos shook her head. “Nah. I don’t care about some ugly-ass mutants. I only want you.”
Superia growled and cracked her knuckles. “Fine. I’m gonna punch that stupid armored face of yours in.” She started charging towards Princess Chaos when one of the mutants lunged and wrapped its long arms around her. “Hey! Get the fuck off!” she said, elbowing it in the jaw. It stumbled back and she punched it, sending it flying. The other mutants attacked as one and Superia cursed and stepped back to fight them. Just as she made space, an energy beam hit her and sent her back into the wall.
“Ugh…” Superia groaned.
Princess Chaos cackled and reconfigured the energy cannon back into an arm.
“You little cunt,” Superia said once she realized what happened.
“Have fun!” Princess Chaos said before taking off again.
“Wha…” Superia asked, getting up, only to get her head stomped on by a mutant. Another grabbed her ankle and swung her around, slamming her into the wall. The brick cracked on impact and she slumped onto the alley floor. She looked up to see four ugly, slavering faces drooling as they looked at her with black eyes. She then noticed stiff, huge cocks between lean legs. “Fuck…”
One of them grabbed hers arms and pinned them down and another grabbed her legs. A third mutant gripped Superia’s shapely hips and ripped off her costume’s shorts.
“Get the fuck off of me!” the heroine angrily demanded, fighting to get free. She heard the creature chittering and looked back. “No! No, no, no!” she cried out as the creature penetrated her plump ass. She screamed and the monster covered her mouth as it started fucking her in the ass. After a few forceful thrusts, the one covering her mouth let go.
“You fuckers!” She raged. “I’m gonna kill all of you for this!”
The monster fucking her ass wrapped its arm around her neck and squeezed, making her gag, and the fourth monster stroked itself before forcing its stiff cock in her mouth. She gagged on its girth as it pressed against the back of her throat, and all four mutants laughed as they gang-fucked the beaten heroine. Her meaty tits swung and she moaned around the cock in her mouth while the one in her ass stretched her and pushed in deeper.
Thoughts of fury filled Superia’s head, not at the mutants but at Princess Chaos, and Naomi only saw red as she focused on what she was going to do to the little twat when she got her hands on her. She was only pulled from the those thoughts when the mutant in her mouth pulled out and ejaculated all over her face.
The one in her ass pulled out too, and the mutants forced her to her feet and pinned her naked, bruised body against the wall. She looked at them defiantly as one of them grabbed her by a fistful of her hair and slammed her to the ground without letting her go.
“Let me up and I’ll tear each of you a new asshole!” she promised. She then felt herself getting dragged across the ground and back toward the open manhole. “No!” She protested, kicking and screaming. “Fucking let me go!” she screamed. “No! Nooooo!”
Her screams of anger could be heard as the mutants dragged her into the sewer and pulled the manhole shut behind them.
*
Some time later, the door to HQ opened and Superia, disheveled, bruised, naked, and covered in dry cum, stormed in. Madeline, Cindy, and Rebecca were all in the common area doing different things but stopped when they saw her.
“Naomi, love,” Madeline said, pouring tea from the kitchen. “Have you had a rough go of it?”
“Shut the fuck up, Poppins,” Superia growled. She walked past and then looked at them. “Do you any of you know some bitch in power armor named Princess Choas? Skinny black girl with an annoying laugh.”
Rebecca and Cindy looked at each other knowingly and Madeline snickered.
“What?” Superia asked.
“You’re finally getting jumped in, Bonehead,” Rebecca laughed.
“What?”
“Yes we all know Princess Chaos,” Cindy explained. “We all have to fight her. It’s like a rite of passage. All three of us have done it, so have Thera, Ronnie, Lea, and Asa. Shit, even Scarlet and Star Woman did back in the day.”
“That’s a stupid fucking name,” Superia said. “What do I do?”
“Not our problem,” Rebecca said, turning on the TV. “It’s your turn to deal with her.”
Superia looked around. Cindy stretched out and laid on the couch and Madeline sipped her tea. “All right, fine. Fuck you bitches. Dicks,” she said, heading toward the showers.
*
After her shower, Naomi walked into the conference room where Delphi and Lea were at the table. Naomi sat the table and the two looked at her.
“Naomi,” Delphi said. “What’s on your mind?”
“Who the fuck is this Princess Chaos chick?”
Lea and Delphi looked at each other and Lea laughed.
“You finally met my cousin Angelica,” Delphi said.
Naomi choked. “Your cou...Del...what the fuck?”
“She lives back in DC, like most of my family, but she comes to visit sometimes. Especially when we get a new team member, so she can...acclimate them, I guess. It’s a tradition going back to the team’s founding. She hasn’t been here since Rebecca joined.”
“Where’d she get the armor?” Naomi asked.
“I made it,” Delphi said.
“Of course you fucking did.”
“Well, I wasn’t going to have my little cousin try and fight Star Woman without protection.”
“So what do I do?” Naomi asked.
“Fight her,” Lea said. “She’s not actually dangerous. You’ll be fine.”
The two went back to what they were doing and Naomi looked at them. “...You all can eat a bag of dicks.” She then got up and stormed off. She opened the door the conference room to find someone in front of her.
Angelica Carter popped her bubblegum and smirked. “Finally got out of that sewer, huh?”
*
The room was lit by candles that smelled like lavender and spectral, disembodied hands hovered in the air, gently caressing Thera’s tattooed naked curves as she lay on the silk sheets of the bed. Another hand floated between the sorceress’ naked legs, slowly inserting two fingers in her waiting pussy. She gasped lightly, and at the urging of her spell she cast, two more hands appeared in the air and began touching and massaging her breasts and pinching her rock hard nipples. Two hands gently wrapped around her neck and squeezed lightly, and Thera let out a gasp as feelings of ecstasy shot through her whole body. She gripped the soft sheets tight as the ghostly fingers penetrated and felt her all over. The light brushing against her skin made goosebumps rise, and Thera whined and bit her lip, reveling in the flood of sensation taking over.
The fingers penetrating her went in and out slowly, and the thumb toyed with her erect clit. She cried out, squealing, and arched her back on the bed under her. Another hand ran through her braided hair and she could hear disembodied voices, whispering gently in her ear as her summoned companions continued pleasuring her.
She was growing wet, and the hand penetrating her began picking up its pace. She bent her legs, curling her toes. “Yes!” she cried out, as hands squeezed her tits and ran down her body. Inside of her, two fingers applied gentle pleasure against the roof of her pussy before pulling out and going back in. With each motion, the sorceress felt herself getting closer to the edge and releasing.
Her muscles contracted, she felt warm, and she knew she was on the brink.
And then the door burst open and Naomi flew across the room and hit the wall, damaging it. She slumped over and fell face first onto the carpet and Thera shot up, covering her nudity as the hands all vanished the moment her concentration broke.
Princess Chaos stood in the doorway, fully armored and looked in. “Oh, Thera! What’s up, girl?”
Thera blinked. “Angelica?” She then looked at Naomi. “Ooooh…”
“Sorry, were you sleeping?”
“Umm...yes,” Thera said.
“My bad,” Princess Chaos said. She then looked at Naomi. “You. Shape up. You’re fucking disappointing me.” And then she left.
“Fuck off…” Naomi groaned.
Thera walked over, wrapped in a sheet, and knelt down. “Are you okay, Naomi?”
“Fucking peachy…” Naomi said, sitting up and holding her head. She looked at Thera, grabbed the sheet and pulled it aside, looking at her naked body. “Nice.”
***
“This is bullshit, Asa,” Naomi lamented.
Asa slurped her noodles and nodded. “I agree,” she said. “This...thing where Angelica relentlessly attacks new members. It’s pointless, mean-spirited hazing and I do not approve of it.”
The two of them were in one of Tokyotown’s many restaurants, in the middle of the dinner rush.
“Even so,” Asa continued. “I appear to be the odd-woman out. No one else sees the issue with this practice. Just another way Americans are some of the strangest people on the planet, I suppose.”
“Hey,” Naomi said. “At least we don’t censor our fucking porn with pixels.”
The two of them glared at each other for several seconds.
Anyway,” Naomi said. “I’m gonna let that slide since you’re on my side on this. Now, let me ask you, what the fuck am I supposed to do? This chick pops up out of nowhere and always catches me by surprise.”
“Challenge her in single combat,” Asa said. “Fight her head on. It’s what Lea and I both did, because our situations were similar to yours.”
“Huh...okay…” Naomi said. She picked up some more noodles to eat when Asa perked up and nodded.
“Behind you.”
Naomi turned and dodged just in time as Princess Chaos, fully armored, flew through the door and toward the table. Asa deftly got out of the way as restaurant patrons scrambled in panic and Princess Chaos landed and skid to a halt. The face plate on her helmet lifted.
“You gonna make this one interesting for me, Superia?”
“Fuck off, tin can! No sucker punches this time. You and I are gonna do a proper dance!” Naomi said, cracking her knuckles.
“Fine be me!” Princess Chaos said, lowering her face plate and charging. Superia timed her counterattacking, waiting for her opponent to get closer. Naomi grabbed a chair and hit her with it, knocking her to the side. A family ran as Princess Chaos slammed into their table. When she got up, Superia charged and tackled her, ruining several more tables and sending food flying everywhere.
Princess Chaos threw Naomi into the ceiling and Naomi bounced against it and fell to the floor. Both woman got back to their feet and ran at each other, locking hands. Naomi hit Princess Chaos in the ribs with a knee hard enough that the blow went through the armor. She then flung her around, through the restaurant's front door.
She chased her out into the street, and when Princess Chaos got up, Naomi stopped.
“Hold on, tin can,” Naomi said. “Not here. You and I are gonna do this right.”
Princess Chaos relaxed her stance. “I’m listening.”
“Tomorrow at 3, on the old highway between here and Murky Marsh. Mile 50 marker. Be there if you aren’t a pussy.”
Princess Chaos stayed silent for several moments. “Fine…” she finally said. “Tomorrow at 3.” She then flew away.
Naomi let out as sigh. “Fucking hell.” She turned to go back inside when she saw someone behind her, a young Asian woman dressed in a simple white blouse and black skirt.
“Uh...hello,” the woman said.
“Hey…” Naomi said to her, unsure what was happening.
“Umm...I’m the manager of the restaurant and...I need a statement for my insurance company...for the damages....”
Naomi looked at the restaurant. Tables were overturned and destroyed, the front door had been obliterated, and customers were leaving in droves. She looked back at the manager, who shrunk at her gaze.
“Please don’t hurt me!” the woman said, holding up her hands.
“No, no, it’s cool! Chill!’ Naomi tried to assure her. “Just let me talk to my friend and…” she looked ahead at where she and Asa had been sitting and saw Asa was nowhere to be found.
“Oh, fuck you, Asa!”
***
Superia stopped her motorcycle at the Mile 50 marker at 2:55pm. She climbed off the bike and stretched her long, lean arms over her head. She wore her silver bra top, shorts, and boots, leaving her athletic curves on display.
Overhead, there was a boom and when she looked up, she saw a streak in the sky as Princess Chaos arrived and landed several feet away
Naomi turned around and bent over at the waist, stretching her lower back. “So tell me, what kind of stupid fucking name is Princess Chaos?”
“It’s not stupid!” she answered.
“Uh huh…” Superia said.
“Turn around and look at me. I don’t want to look at your fat butt.”
Superia, still bent over, glared at her through her legs and then reached up and pulled her shorts down, mooning Princess Chaos. She shook her toned and shapely ass, wedged with a black thong and then smacked it.
“Yeah, real fucking mature!” Princess Chaos said.
“You’re the one ambushing people for no goddamn reason!” Superia said, standing back up. “So, let’s do this already. But some rules first.”
Princess Chaos folded her arms.
Superia walked within arm’s length so they weren’t yelling at each other. “One: You don’t under any circumstance, touch my fucking bike,” Superia said, pointing to her motorcycle. “She gets a scratch on her and I’ll fucking kill you. I don’t care if you’re Del’s cousin.”
“Fine.”
“Two: the fight ends when one of us, let’s be real – you – cries uncle or is knocked out.”
Princess Chaos scoffed. “Fine.”
“And three,” Superia said. Then, like lightning, she punched Princess Chaos hard in the midsection, and the blow went through her armor. Princess Chaos grunted and staggered back. “Fights starts now!” Superia said, pressing her advantage. Princess Chaos flew back, trying to create some distance, but Superia was able to keep pace. Princess Chaos fired rapid energy potshots but Superia dodged them and kept coming. Another fist flew and caught Princess Chaos in her helmeted head, rocking her skull.
When Superia threw another punch, Princess Chaos grabbed it to stop the blow, but Superia headbutted her, rattling her skull again. Princess Chaos grunted and tried to pull away, but Superia pulled her in, swung her arm, and caught the armored girl in the neck with a clothesline, knocking her to the ground.
Princess Chaos tried to get up, but Superia locked in a headlock and squeezed tight, crushing the armor on her neck.
“Give up!” Superia said.
“Fuck you!” Princess Chaos growled. She fired up her thrusters and took off into the sky with Superia still on her neck. Superia squeezed harder as they climbed. Superia could feel the heat generating from the thrusters on the suit’s back and, while tightening her grip on the girl’s neck, pulled a fist back and put it right through one thruster, destroying it.
Princess Chaos got an alert in her helmet’s display just as she began losing altitude. “No! You idiot! We’ll both fall!”
Superia laughed and punched the other thruster, and they both began falling. Superia wrapped her muscular legs around Princess Chaos’ waist and rode her all the way down. She laughed and Princess Chaos screamed until they came crashing down on the grassy field beside the road.
In the middle of the small impact crater, they both lay on the ground but Princess Chaos groaned while Superia got up.
Princess Chaos lifted the visor to her helmet and tried to get up, but Superia put her boot on her chest and made her lay back down.
“I hate you,” Princess Chaos said.
Superia grinned at her and straddled her waist. She pulled the helmet off and cast it aside. Angelica looked at her, dejected.
“Give up?” Superia asked.
“If I say no?”
Superia shrugged and began punching her armor.
“What are you doing?!”
“Cracking the nut,” Superia told her, tearing away sections of the armor bit by bit and casting them aside. Angelica tried fighting her off, but as Superia tore at her armor, she began losing power until it was deactivated and she couldn’t lift a single limb in the heavy, metal suit. Before long, enough of the armor had been stripped off that Angelica lay there, in her bra and panties, pinned to the ground by Naomi.
“You don’t wear any clothes inside this thing?”
“It gets hot, all right?!” Angelica said, red faced. She then felt Superia grabbed the sides of her face and leaned in.
“You are so lucky I’m not a bad guy,” Superia said. “I’m sure you know what happens when the heroine’s defeated and at the villain’s mercy. Ask those fucking sewer mutants what they did to me down there in the dark.”
Angelica swallowed a lump in her throat. She felt warm, and Naomi’s tits pressed against her chest. She said nothing as Superia leaned in and kissed her, long and deep before sitting back up. Superia then ran her hands down Angelica’s thin body, palming her perky B-cups and breathing deep.
“Just get…” Angelica moaned. “Stop it!”
Superia continued toying with her body, squeezing her tits underneath her bra and pinching the erect nipples, with Angelica helpless to fight her off.
“Ugh!” Angelica groaned. “Uncle!”
Superia paused and smiled at her. “That’s all I wanted, Angie,” she said, kissing the girl and getting up. She then began walking back to her motorcycle.
Angelica sat up, watching her go. She looked around at her destroyed armor and shook off what few scraps still clung to her body. In nothing but her underwear, she ran after Superia just as the victorious heroine got on her bike and started it.
“Wait!” Angelica said. “We’re 50 miles from Delta. Can I at least get a ride back?”
Superia looked back at her, flipped her off, and then rode away, back to the city.
“BITCH!” Angelica screamed.
III
It had been over an hour of walking and constant honks from passersby and Delta City didn’t seem any closer. Angelica let out a sigh and kept going, hoping she see a gas station or a fast food place alongside the road.
Just then, a sleek, dark green luxury sedan came toward her and came to a stop. The driver’s side window rolled down to reveal Delphi at the wheel. Without a word, Angelica got in the passenger’s seat.
Delphi made a u-turn and went back toward the city. Angelica looked down at a bag on the floor and grabbed clothes and a large bottle of water from the floor. After she got dressed and drank down a large helping, she looked at her cousin.
“All right, where did I fuck up?”
“You let her pick the battleground, for one,” Delphi said. “The roadside was perfect. Nowhere to hide, no objects to use, just two fighters. I don’t need to tell you this now, but Naomi is a much better fighter than you. And she outsmarted you.”
Angelica huffed.
“Angelica,” Delphi said. “This was a good one. I looked at the recording and got a lot of good data. When you go back home, now you’ve got even more experience and references for when you start fighting crime yourself.”
“I guess…” Angelica said. “I mean...I get why she was mad, with the ambushes and everything, but why’s she gotta be such a rude bitch about it?”
Delphi laughed. “Naomi is Naomi. You’ll come to like her, in time.”
“I guess I don’t have to tell you, but I’m gonna need another suit,” Angelica said. “Can we get a burger or something on the way back? I’m starving.”
“We’re having dinner with Theo, you and I,” Delphi said. “He hasn’t seen you yet since you got here. We’ll go back to HQ so you can shower and change. Did Naomi hurt you at all? She can be a bit rough.”
“I’m fine,” Angelica said. “This superhero training shit is tough.”
“I want you back here in a month or so,” Delphi said. “We just got back from Star City and there’s another new girl, Korina.”
“What’s she do?”
“Oh, it’s not her you need to worry about. It’s her alter ego. She’s some kind of Greek demigoddess.”
Angelica just sunk in the seat and sighed.
***
Sometime later at HQ, Angelica came out of the shower with a towel around her and went to her locker, only to find it open and empty. “Wha…?” She checked several others and found them all empty.
“Yo.”
Angelica turned to find Naomi holding her duffle bag. When Angelica went after her, Naomi turned and ran.
The chase went out into the common area, and Naomi ran to the open balcony door.
“Give that back!” Angelica demanded.
“Beat me up if you want it back,” Naomi taunted.
Delphi and Asa were at the kitchen table when Naomi and Angelica came in, and they watched the whole thing.
“Would I be a hypocrite if I told Naomi to stop?” Delphi asked.
“Very much so,” Asa said, drinking her tea and going back to her book.
Naomi ran onto the balcony and Angelica chased her, wanting her bag back. Once outside, Naomi came to an abrupt stop, extended her leg, and tripped Angelica. At the same time, she grabbed the girl’s towel and pulled it off, exposing her lean, naked body to the night air.
Angelica screamed and hit the floor. By time she was back on her feet, she ran to the door, but Naomi closed it and locked it from the inside. Angelica pounded her fist on the door, demanding to be let back in. Naomi simply blew her a kiss and walked away, still holding her bag.
She walked past Delphi and Asa. “I’m going home. Night y’all.”
“Can I have my cousin’s clothes, please?” Delphi asked.
“Nope.”
“Asa, help me out here,” Delphi said.
Asa sipped her tea and took her book to the couch, all while Angelica continued pounding on the balcony door.
The End