Supers 2

by Patrick Stewart

  But now, as he stared at her, he thought he saw something else. A sort of anxiety spreading through the girl, one that had been absent during Anika’s abduction, during Anika’s absence.

  “You’re afraid of her,” Lucas said.

  Hannah didn’t reply, but she continued to stare at him. Lucas knew instantly that he was right. He could see it in her eyes. Damned obvious too now that he cared to look for it. “Why are you afraid of her?”

  There was more silence from the girl. Her eyes lowered, she stared at her feet. Lucas pushed away from the wall and walked up to her. He was much taller than her, the top of her head coming just a bit above his chin, she looked up at him as he towered over her.

  “You can tell me,” he whispered, as he placed his hands on her hips. “Does she hurt you?”

  “It’s not like that,” Hannah said softly, her hand rising to rest on his chest. “She’s just a little… dominating.”

  “Dominating how?”

  “Sexually,” came Hannah’s response, her voice a little squeaky.

  “Do you… do you enjoy that or is it… forced?”

  Hannah cheeks reddened to match her hair. “I like it sometimes but she’s too possessive. She wants me to herself, and… I was okay with that until-” she stopped.

  “Until my cock?” Lucas asked.

  Hannah frowned. “Why are you smiling?”

  Ah, that was that feeling wasn’t it? It was of his lips spreading into a grin. Lucas hadn’t meant to smile. “Sorry.”

  “No you’re not,” Hannah punched him playfully on the chest. “Are you going to do something about her?” she asked, cautious hope in her voice.

  “Sure,” Lucas replied. He wasn’t afraid of Anika. But he also wasn’t sure of what exactly to do or say to the girl. “Um so… basically, you want her to..?”

  “Go easy on me. I like her dominate side, but I want-” she stopped. “Don’t make me say it.”

  Lucas nodded. “You want a piece of me too. Gotcha. I’ll talk to Anika.”

  * * *

  An hour later, Lucas sat in the Mercedes GLE, heading towards Vengeance’s residence. He wasn’t alone. In fact, the car was packed. Michelle sat beside him in the front passenger seat. In the back, there was Anika, Hannah and Jenny.

  Lucas hadn’t had a chance to have the chat with Anika. He didn’t know what Hannah expected from him. She’d only told him an hour ago, and the time after that he’d spent preparing to confront Vengeance in his own home.

  Right now he could feel the tension in the back.

  Could feel Hannah’s eyes on him, staring at his head of hair.

  There was worry etched across Jenny’s face. Lucas imagined she had good reason to be afraid. He knew little about her time with Vengeance, but it was enough to know she was traumatised. So desperate had she been to escape the Super, she had injected Lucas with the master serum, making him her owner after knowing him for a few minutes only.

  Vengeance lived on the outskirts of Buxworth Town, at the opposite end of where Lucas lived. The journey to his place wasn’t a long one. They didn’t need to go through the town to get there. They cruised down the deserted ring road surrounding Buxworth Town.

  With Jenny guiding the way, they arrived near Vengeance’s house. Lucas parked the car a couple of streets away on the driveway of what looked very much like a deserted house. From there, they jumped out and walked on foot towards Vengeance’s house.

  The area was similar to that where Lucas lived. The roads were wide, the houses were detached with large front lawns and driveways with overgrown trees and vines. There were no humans or Supers about at this time of the night, and it was silent. There was a clear sky above, and the moon shone brightly, lighting the streets they walked down.

  Rather than entering Coronation Road, the street that Vengeance lived on, they entered Charles Road. The gardens of each street backed into each other. A few of the properties on Charles Road had their lights on. Lucas wondered what type of people lived here. Supers? Normies? Gang members?

  They stopped a quarter way down the bending road. “That house back’s into Vengeance’s.”

  “Are you sure?” Lucas asked. The house she had pointed at was indistinguishable from pretty much every other house on the road.

  “Yup,” Jenny said, shuddering.

  Lucas opened the iron-cast gate and walked up the dark driveway. Coming to the front lawn, he stared up at the property. There was no car in the front, nor did any light shine out from the bay widows.

  Lucas turned to Michelle. “Want to gently smash the door down?”

  Michelle’s hands blazed blue and two bolts lit the lawn as they flew across it and slammed into the door, knocking it off its hinges and sending it flying down the corridor.

  Michelle stared at him, grinning widely.

  “Quietly,” Lucas muttered. “Maybe I should have said quietly instead of gently…” not that that was gentle either, he thought glumly.

  Michelle was an awesome Super, but a very naïve one.

  They walked into the house and Hannah immediately began to climb the stairs. Anika followed after her. Jenny stood by the stairs holding her arms together, as if she were cold.

  “You should go too,” Lucas said. “You’ll be safer with Hannah.”

  When Jenny had disappeared upstairs, Lucas turned to Michelle. “We kinda wanna climb up the back fence and sneak into Vengeance’s back yard so… try not to break anything,” he told her.

  “Oh,” Michelle’s face fell. “Sorry about the door. You don’t think he heard us, do you?”

  The whole street heard that, Lucas thought. And he was probably right. Noise seemed to travel further during silent nights. But he didn’t say any of that.

  Anika returned a moment later. “Hannah’s in position. Lights are on in the house. She spotted two girls, but no sign of Vengeance.”

  “He could still be in there,” Lucas said. “If we find him, we don’t hesitate.”

  Both Anika and Michelle nodded.

  With Hannah and Jenny upstairs, Lucas, Michelle and Anika exited the house through the kitchen door and out into the back yard.

  The garden was large, and once upon a time, it would have been immaculately kept. But now, the trees were overgrown, the shingles by the sides had weed growing out of it, and the pond in the corner had expanded out, water leaking from its low banks to create a mini swamp.

  A fence separated this garden from Vengeance’s back garden. Michelle grabbed the top of the wooden fence and easily pulled herself up. Lucas did the same, but remained seated on the top of the wood, he held a hand down for Anika and pulled her up.

  They landed softly on their feet in Vengeance’s back garden. Despite the property being occupied, it was in no better shape. In fact, it was worse. There were large mounds of soil on either side of the garden, pressing against the fence.

  “What about the people inside the house?” Anika asked, as they approached the wide bi-folding doors that led into the kitchen. “Do we kill them?”

  Lucas stopped, his rifle now resting in his hands, his finger on the trigger, holding the barrel facing down. “Not if we don’t have to,” he replied.

  There were lights on in the first floor of the house, and dim light shone into the kitchen from farther in the house. The kitchen itself was mostly dark and empty. It wasn’t locked. Unsurprising. Not many would purposely want to break into the house of a Super.

  They stepped inside the kitchen. It was messy. The counters were stacked with dirty dishes and plastic takeaway boxes. That was still a thing in this new world, ordering takeaways. Except, you couldn’t really order it. You had to go and pick it up.

  They moved from the kitchen into the corridor. The light was on in the living room. Lucas poked his head in.

  At first, he though the room was empty. But then he noticed the two girls on the floor in the gap between the large coffee table and the sofa. His rifle now pointing in their general direction, he stepped inside.
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  The two girls were naked, lying in the six nine position, one girl on top of the other, both girls had their eyes closed as they licked on the other’s pussy. There was no moaning coming from each girl, no signs of them receiving any form of pleasure. But they continued to do so, like monotonous robots.

  “What the fuck,” Anika muttered, as a minute had passed with them standing over the girls.

  Her voice, though quiet, stirred the girls, and they both opened their eyes. A moment later, the girls disentangled and sat up. Their bottoms on the carpet, they rested with their backs against the sofa, their legs spread out, displaying puffy pussies.

  “Who are you?” the girl with black hair and large breasts asked.

  “What are you both doing?” Lucas asked, ignoring her question.

  “We were pleasing each other,” the girl replied.

  “You don’t seem to be enjoying it much,” Michelle commented.

  “We’ve been doing this for hours now… I don’t like having it licked. Its too sensitive.”

  “Why are you doing it then?” Anika asked, her eyes wide, mystified.

  “Our master commanded us to do it,” the other girl replied.

  She was a skinny girl, her ribcages visible, she had small tits. She was exhausted, her back resting against the sofa, her head tilted back and lay on the cushion, she closed her eyes.

  “But he isn’t here,” Michelle said. “You don’t have to listen to him.”

  “We don’t have a choice,” the chubbier girl replied. “It doesn’t matter if he’s here or not, we have to obey his commands.”

  And then, with that, as if their conversation had reached its natural conclusion, the skinny girl lay on the carpet once more. The chubby girl mounted her. They began to lick once more, the signs of fatigue obvious.

  “Should we stop them?” Michelle asked.

  “How would we do that?” Anika asked.

  “Tie them up so they can’t do this?”

  Both girls stared at him, waiting for him to answer. Lucas didn’t consider himself the natural decision maker, at least, not in circumstances like this. If it were a life or death situation, he usually knew how to respond to those.

  Shoot.

  If that didn’t work, throw a few grenades and get the fuck out.

  But here?

  “If we tie them up, they could end up hysterical and hurt themselves,” Lucas pointed out.

  With that decided, they left the girls and moved on. The remaining ground floor was empty. Lucas led the way up the stairs where they found two more humans in one room. Normies. Both girls were naked. One was tied to a device that kept her legs and arms stretched. The other girl whipped her cunt, her breasts, her thighs. The tied up girl’s mouth was gagged with a pair of panties, muffling her sounds of pain.

  Both girls’ bodies showed signs of abuse, even the girl with the whip. Their skin was marked with long red lines and circular bruises.

  Neither girl turned to look at the new entrants. Both seemed to be in a trance. Lucas sighed. This was much worse than what was going on below. They couldn’t just let this happen. He grabbed the girl doing the whipping and picked her up. Her body slumped in his arms; she did not struggle.

  Lucas placed her on the bed while Anika and Michelle freed the other girl. He stroked her hair until her eyes focused on him. And then, those eyes suddenly rolled back, for a moment showing nothing but white. When they returned, the iris was clogged with a misty fog.

  “Lucas,” she said.

  Lucas moved back, startled. “Do I know you?”

  “It’s not nice to break into someone’s house invited,” the girl said, now sitting up, suddenly reinvigorated. “You wouldn’t like it if I turned up at your shack and broke in. Maybe I’ll do that… pay Jenny a little visit. Bitch belongs to me, you know.”

  “Vengeance…” Lucas muttered. “You’re possessing her, aren’t you?”

  “It’s not hard,” the girl said, smiling. “Even a rat can do it. Or was it a mouse?” the girl mused.

  “You’re a fucking asshole,” Lucas growled. “I will kill you,” he promised.

  “Shame that,” Vengeance said. “You could have joined forces with me. That would have been better. Offer still stands if you want.”

  “Why would I want to join you?”

  “Because I’m the new Mayor of this town. And you know what they say. If you can’t beat them, join them, right?”

  “I can beat you,” Lucas said, conviction in his voice.

  The girl laughed. Despite Vengeance possessing another body, Lucas saw him in that laugh. It was evil to its core, with a mixture of creepiness added by the tilting head. And when the head bounced back into place, the girl stared at him, eyes dark.

  “I’m going to inject everyone in town with my serum. They will all belong to me. You and your little girls included.”

  And then, the girl fell back onto the bed.

  “What the fuck just happened?” Anika gasped.

  “I think Vengeance possessed her…” Michelle whispered.

  “He can do that?”

  Lucas nodded. He’d done the same to Jenny when the Red Heads had kidnapped Jenny and Anika. He stared at the girl on the bed, her eyes closed, she was unconscious. But her chest rose and fell steadily, her breathing easy, as if she were in a deep sleep.

  “We need to get out of here,” Michelle whispered. “If he’s not possessing her anymore, maybe he’s on his way here?”

  “What?” Anika asked. “Didn’t we come here to kill him?”

  “It’s changed,” Lucas said. “Its no longer an ambush. Who knows how many Supers he would turn up with.”

  “We can take him,” Anika said determinedly.

  Lucas admired her confidence, her optimism, however misplaced it was. But he shook his head. Anika opened her mouth to protest, but caught a glance from Michelle, and promptly closed it. The exchange of power between the two did not go unnoticed by Lucas. He had many questions for Michelle, but it would have to wait.

  They turned and hurried down the stairs. As they dashed out through the kitchen and into the garden, Lucas stopped, his eyes falling on the mounds of earth.

  “You go on ahead,” Lucas said. “I’m just going to have one more look inside.”

  Without waiting for a conversation, for a debate, he turned and ran back into the kitchen.

  Vengeance must have a lab somewhere to create his serum. The large mounds of earth in the garden indicated digging on a large scale. If the house didn’t have a basement to begin with, it most likely had one now.

  Lucas stopped by the stairs and the cupboard beneath it. He opened the door and pulled away the rug to find a trapdoor.

  Jackpot.

  Lucas lifted the door. Light shone out and he dashed down the wooden steps. In his haste, he didn’t stop to wonder why the light was on, nor did he see the woman standing with a metal pole in hand.

  One she swung with incredibly speed.

  It struck him on the chest and sent him crashing into the stairs. Lucas felt the wood splinter beneath him as he turned and climbed to his feet. He didn’t get a chance to catch his breath, to test even if he was still able to breath. He was certain every bone in his chest had caved in.

  The girl grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and threw him across the room. Lucas slammed into the wall and hit the ground. He turned onto his back before sitting on his bottom, he leaned against the wall while reaching inside his long coat, reaching for his gun, his rifle, his sword – anything he could use as a weapon.

  But he didn’t get a chance to do that.

  The girl wasn’t done with him.

  She moved with incredible speed, confirming she was a Super. The metal pole she held in her hand was sharpened at the end and she drove it into his chest, just beneath his collarbone.

  Lucas felt an explosion of pain shoot to his head. He closed his eyes, his teeth gritting together to hold back his scream, he took deep ragged breaths, trying to proces
s the pain. Finally, he opened his eyes.

  The girl sat on the floor a couple of feet in front of him, her legs folded together. She was naked, like every other girl in this god forsaken house of hell. Her nipples were pierced, and a chain was attached to each, pulling them together.

  “You must be Lucas,” she said.

  He wanted to tell her to fuck off, but he wasn’t sure if he could, if the words would come out, or if it would be blood spurting out.

  “Vengeance mentioned you might make an appearance,” the Super continued, staring at him with piercing blue eyes, eyes that were clear of fog. “I’m a little disappointed. He made you out to be this tough and exceptional Normie.”

  The Super tilted her head back and laughed. “An exceptional Normie,” she repeated. “As if that’s possible.”

  “Pull this rod out of me and I’ll show you if that’s possible,” Lucas growled, his voice hoarse.

  “Oh, stupid. If I pull this out, you will bleed to death. You wouldn’t be in any fighting condition. No, it’s better if it stays in. I think I’ll keep you alive until my Master returns.”

  “You think you’re better than me, but you submit to a creep like Vengeance.”

  The Super, who was sitting with her legs crossed a few feet away from him, suddenly stretched a leg and kicked him across the face. It was a hard kick, and her feet bare, the nails dug into his cheek.

  “Shall I kick you again?” the Super asked.

  “…I’d rather you didn’t?” Lucas said, surprised the girl was bothering to ask his opinion on such a matter.

  “I’d rather not either. You’re going to die, Lucas. No Normie would be able to survive that,” she pointed at the pole protruding from his chest in case he forgot. “How about you make your last moments pleasant?”

  “That sounds good to me,” Lucas said.

  Unknown to the Super, he wasn’t going to die from his current injuries. In fact, he was certain that were the pole to be pulled out now, he would recover quickly. The green crystal he had absorbed wasn’t consistent. That had one advantage. Right now, it was compensating. He could feel himself getting stronger by the second. He just needed some time.