Sep
19
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With all her teammates out recreating new members for the group, Mentiad decides to go out for fresh air and some food.
Mentiad was walking down the empty streets, for all appearances she was an average blond in a white jumper walking towards a NEW AGE bookstore. Her walk was disturbed by the sound of a woman sobbing. Entering the side street, Mentiad was about to ask if the woman was all right until a strong arm grabbed her and pulled her into the alley.
“Aren’t you a pretty one.â€
The woman Mentiad went to help was rocking back and forward sobbing. She had no sense of the existence of anyone or anything. Her clothing was ripped and her face was bruised.
The thug was looming over Mentiad.
“The other woman was no fun anymore. We are going to have some fun now.â€
Mentiad made eye contact with her assailant. Latching onto the essence of his mother she shrouded herself in that illusion. In his mother’ s voice Mentiad pleads. “You do not want to hurt me. Let me look after the woman.â€
“Fuck’n A?. You aint just a bitch. You are one of those Harbinger Bitches. Think looking like my mother will make be have pity on you? I pity you. I *SLAP* Hate *Kick* My *SLAP* Mother *Punch*.â€
The blows pushed Mentiad back into the wall. She then slumped down. As she hit the ground her hair went from Bleached blond to raven black. Her jumper liquefied and reformed into a satanic dominatrix outfit.
“Now who the hell are you supposed to be?â€
When Mentiad looked up She was no longer Mentiad. She was. “Psi-Blade.†She answered with a confused sound to her voice she added, “Where did you come from?â€
“This is going to be great.†Not only was this thug going to get to beat the shit out of another woman. He was going to trash a harbinger. “And it aint even my birthday.â€
The thug helped Psi-Blade to stand by pulling her up by the collar. When she was standing…
*SLAP*
Psi-Blade brought her fingers to her lips where the bruiser hit her. Her fingers came away clean. She had a disappointed look on her face as she inspected her fingers.
“You almost hurt me.†Smiling and licking her lips she added, “Try harder.â€
“What? OK. I aim to please.â€\
His answer was a punch to her stomach.
The punch almost knocked the wind out of her. Almost.
“Bored now.†With that, Psi-Blade turns to walk away. But before taking her first step she spins around allowing her stiletto heel make contact with the brute’s face.
“My turn.â€
The result is a gash from his left ear to the corner of his mouth. She then grabs the idiot by the hair pulling him towards her. Leaning forward. She licks the gash from his mouth to his sideburn.
“Yummy.â€
Pushing Psi-Blade away. The thug yells. “Crazy Bitch.â€
“I am not a doggy!!! I am a good girl. YOU are my DOGGY.!!†Psi-Blade’s eyes turn black and black barbed tentacles come from her hands and palms and enter the thug’s eyes.
He screams hoarsely till his throat is raw then till he looses his voice then still screams. When he stops he has the mentality of a whipped puppy.
In an instant, Psi-Blade’s eyes go back to normal and the tentacles vanish. She whistles and gestures for the thug to approach like one would call their dog. “Here puppy.â€
Psi-Blade’s eyes go red and a psychoplasmic leash goes from her fist to encircle the ‘puppy’s’ throat.
Using side streets and stealth. So nobody get jealous of her new pet. She successfully made her way to the base (The old base).
“Daddy!!! Psi-Blade home. I dragged him home. Can I keep him? I promise to feed and walk him…. Daddy? Hello…â€
Psi-Blade kicks her pet in the back of the knees. “Sit.†Grabbing his hair she pushes his head into the ground. “Stay.â€
“Daddy??????â€
After a quick search of the base, Psi-Blade finds that there is nobody and nothing showing anyone uses the old base.
“Ooooooohhhhhhh.†Psi-Blade wined. “Your fault, Daddy does not want me to have pets..†Psi-blade took her anger out on the poor doggy. It is sad to say that it did not survive.
Stepping away from what was one a human being, Psi-Blade walks to a corner of the old warehouse, licking blood and flesh from her fingers. When she manages to clean her hand she reached into the sleeve of her outfit and pulled out her communicator.
“Daddy…â€
“Daddy? Nobody is home. Where are you? I have been a good girl. I got rid of my puppy.â€
_I’m probably going to regret this, but I know she doesn’t have a puppy,_ Spectre thought when he heard the message. _And she wouldn’t be talking about one unless she’s Psi-Blade now–not *that* way, anyway._ He stepped out of the flow of pedestrian traffic.
“Your puppy?”
“Yes Daddy.†Psi-Blade answered in voice that any parent will recognize as that of a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar.
“He followed me home. He was a bad man. He tried to hurt Psi-Blade. He was not very good at it.â€
Psi-Blade was licking her fingers clean as she continued.
“He called Psi-Blade a Bitch. Well now he is the Bitch. When I got home and Daddy and friends where gone I knew you were mad I got a pet without your permission. So I punished PUPPY and you can come home now. I promise to clean the mess. Can I get a new Puppy? Please.â€
_Clean the mess… ouch._ “We’ll talk about it later, okay? I have to go now.”
“But Daddy…” Psi-Blade almost cried. “I want to come home. No-one and nothing is here anymore.”
“Okay, I’ll be there in a few minutes.” _Psi-Blade hasn’t been to the new base, has she? I’ll have to remember that. And to warn the new recruits about her… things could get very messy._
“Hurry Daddy. Psi-Blade bored.” Psi-Blade whines. In a more giddy voice she adds, “Can Psi-Blade go out and play?”
“I’d rather you didn’t… I need you to stay where you are so I can find you when I get there.”
“Oh. Poooo.â€
Continued in Hiring New Blood
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