Hi all,
This is part 2 of my ‘Fixer and The Order of Judgment’ Story. It will follow Nova Ranger and Scarlet Warden, mentioned in the first story, as they fall under The Fixers' grasp. The tags are different from the first story, so if you don’t enjoy these fetishes, I wouldn’t recommend reading. I would recommend that you read part one, linked below, to better understand what's happening, but I will attempt to make Part 2 enjoyable and understandable even if you don’t read Part 1.
This is a slow burn story.
Enjoy!
Tags: Our two characters will experience the following
Nova Ranger(WG, Slob, Lactation (Maybe), Drugs, Humiliation, Muscle loss, rich to poor, identity death and more!)
Scarlet Warden(Physical and Mental AR, Muscle loss, Body shrinkage, Hypno, Peeing, Diapers, Humiliation, (Messing? I'm not certain yet, there's a chance I will decide not to.) and more!)
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Content Warning for this part, not necessarily this chapter : Sexual assault, rape, domination, some form of hypnosis, cursing, blood, medical / body horror and more. I will attempt to put a warning before each chapter.
Part 1 of the story is here: https://thechangingmirror.com/phpbb/viewtopic.php?f=11&t=11475
Chapter 1
Nova Ranger struts through The Order of Judgements headquarters, her strong legs propelling her past taller ‘normals’ who jump out of her way in a panic. She sneers up at them through her dark hood, which conceals her face from all who look. She smiles as she sees a larger woman walking in front of her, unaware Nova Ranger is right behind her. “Move fatso!” She barks at the larger woman, her voice coming out distorted and androgynous. The woman yelps and drops her papers, jumping out of the way. Nova laughs as she moves past the scared woman, her heels creating a rapid click as she puts one foot in front of the other, prowling like a cat on the hunt. Why did Scarlet Warden recall me so quickly from my last assignment? She growls to herself, agitated at being called back so quickly, she barely had time to create her cover in the first place, and now it's ruined. She rolls her shoulders, trying to release her agitation. She summons the email that Scarlet sent last night, and reads it again as she heads towards her room. Sighing, she doesn’t see any reason given for the recall. But there is a meeting in… She checks the time and smiles. 40 minutes. Plenty of time to get a quick workout in. She unlocks her door and steps in, the door locking behind her. She sighs in relief as she takes her hood off, letting her blonde, shoulder length hair free.
She quickly and efficiently changes out of her Order of Judgment uniform. A black bulletproof leotard that a gymnast might wear, with a small white skirt that just barely covers her ass and crotch. She easily slides out of her uniform and carefully folds it before placing it on her dresser, leaving her in just a sports bra and panties. She steps out of her heels and places them carefully with the rest of her brand name shoes. Smiling at her collection, she opens the drawer and pulls out more brand name workout clothes, deciding on Gucci today. She slides the tight shorts up her muscular legs and throws a fashionable white t-shirt on before putting on her sneakers and tying her hair in a ponytail. Exiting the bedroom, the adjoining room is a personal gym that she has spent years creating. A perfect gym for her that would rival any professional gym, with many free weights and machines for her to use and to work out the stress of her days. With only forty minutes to spare, Nova hops on the pull up bar, and starts knocking out pull ups. She grins at herself in the mirror that takes up an entire wall of her gym. Her muscular arms and hands have no trouble holding onto the bar as she easily pulls herself up, her back flexing as her chin goes over the bar, then slowly lowers herself down till her arms lock out before repeating. Her olive colored skin looks healthy from so many hours in the sun, and her excellent skin care routine leaves no blemishes. Her face shows no sign of a struggle as she repeatedly knocks out her pullups. Her large almond shaped green eyes twinkle in delight as she takes in her excellent body. Her black eyebrows are perfect on her face, not a hair out of place. Her large aristocratic nose gives her face a sense of dignity, and her thick lips give her a sultry look. Many of her targets had been fooled by her pretty face. Her muscular shoulders bulge beneath her shirt as she continuously pulls herself up. Her small breasts are almost hidden beneath the sports bra she wears. She lifts her legs 90 degrees in front of her, and her six pack abs flex as she effortlessly continues her workout. So fucking easy! “Thirty three!” Her back is finally starting to feel the burn, and she continues her workout.
Her strong shoulders, back and thin waist gave her a stereotypical gymnast body. Her muscular legs could propel her faster and higher then most regular normal people. With her legs held out in front of her, she easily gets to 50 pull ups, then drops down to her feet and immediately starts burpees.The only parts of her body that jiggles are her breasts and butt as she falls to the ground in a push up position, then explodes upwards in a jump, her hands almost reaching the ceiling 10 feet above her. A small sheen of sweat starts to develop by her 80th burpee. “Ah so good.” Nova exclaims after her 100th burpee. Stretching as she stands, she wrinkles her nose as she feels her sweat and smells the faintest hints of herself. She checks the time again, then strips and places her dirty clothes in her laundry bag as she hops in the shower, sighing in relief as the sweat is washed off her body. She carefully applies her skin care and hair products, knowing she has plenty of time before the meeting with Scarlet Warden. As she steps out of the shower, her stomach growls. Laughing to herself, she wraps a towel around herself and prepares a protein shake. Working out as much as she does, and due to her powers, she requires way more calories than the average person to maintain her muscle growth. She chugs the shake down, before carefully washing it out and placing it in the dishwasher. Once dry she slides back into her uniform, the leotard sticking to her like a second skin, showing off her amazing muscles. She pulls her hood up, hiding her identity from everything and everyone. Smiling, she opens the door and heads to the meeting, ready to find out why she was called back.
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Scarlet Warden taps her fingers on the desk as she reads through today's notes. She furrows her brow as she reads more about Prododine, not liking how much they are encroaching on their medical territory. She sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. “This could be a problem.” Good thing I brought back Nova Ranger after reading this last night. She stands from the chair, her 6’9'' muscular frame towering over everyone else in the room. She stares at The Order's head of intelligence and remains quiet, her thin lips pressed together. The small man squirms under her hard gray eyes. The minutes tick by and still neither of them speak, before the man finally breaks and talks first. Scarlet hides a smirk as the man stammers through an apology. “Ma’am, I a-am so s-sorry for letting it g-get this b-bad before bringing it to your attention.” The man swallows as Scarlet Warden continues to glare down at the man, causing him to sweat. “We d-didn’t think Prododine was really going to m-move through with their plan for the new hospitals after you spoke to them.” Scarlet finally speaks, her low voice harsh, almost a whisper. “And you thought what? That you wouldn't monitor them? That you would let them have free reign with no oversight? What the fuck are you doing in intelligence? I already had to bring Nova Ranger back from her operation early, burning that bridge.” She takes a deep breath. “You really fucked up here, Greg.” Greg swallows and just barely keeps from pulling on the tie around his neck. “Get the fuck out of here. One more screw up, and you are fucking gone.” Greg smacks his right arm into his chest in a salute, “Aye Ma’am!” He turns around on his heels and makes a hasty exit. Scarlet glares at his retreating back, then laughs. “Pussy.”
Shaking her head, she looks down at Greg’s report again, nothing on it really surprises her. But she would never not take the opportunity to put down her underlings. Scarlet Warden smiles to herself as she formulates a new plan. I could put Nova into Prododine and see what she can do. Maybe myself or Moon Raven can talk to their CEO, shut this shit down before it becomes a larger problem. She shrugs her muscular shoulders and starts pacing around the conference room, her underlings pressing themselves against the wall, hoping she won’t notice them and direct her wrath at them. She stops, staring out the window at the city below her. She crosses her bare muscular arms over her white breastplate, which covers her golden flight suit. Her breastplate covers her DD sized breasts, her abs, then around her hips and lower back. A separate piece of ballistic armor covers her crotch as well. Her muscular thighs make the legs of her suit skin tight. As she stands perfectly still, the muscle ripples underneath the fabric. Her stern, heroic features stare back at her in the glass as she taps her nails against the armor on her chest. Her hard gray eyes stare back at her, her sharp features would appear harsh on most women, but fit her well. Her hard nose, which has been broken multiple times, is slightly crooked, her thin lips pressed tight together. Her heroic jaw has several scars on it. She twists her head side to side, causing a loud pop to echo in the room, her underlings jumping at the sudden noise and she smiles to herself in the window.
She turns and glances at her watch. They should be arriving any second now. On that thought the door opens, and Moon Raven marches in, barely giving Scarlet a nod. Raven sits down and immediately pulls up files on her wrist, rapidly moving through her files. Scarlet nods, more to herself than anyone else. Moon Raven, always on time and always does her job efficiently, with little flair for the dramatic. The other muscular woman taps her leg as she works, her short black hair a stark contrast to her moon white skin. Her silver and black suit shifts around, as if trying to blend into the room. Scarlet Warden smirks, knowing that Raven most likely doesn't even realize she left it on. Scarlet stares at the door again, just as Nova Ranger struts in, silent as a cat. Nova makes no noise as she crosses the room and sits down, her black cowl hiding her features from everyone. Nova Ranger cocks her head at Scarlet, and signs at her with the team's hand signals. “Going to explain why you took me off my op?” Scarlet nods, her jaw length scarlet hair bouncing around her. Nova nods as well, then opens her wrist computer as they wait for their final member. Scarlet Warden taps her short nails on her breast plate again, knowing that their last member will be late, as always. Sighing quietly to herself she heads to the front of the table and grabs her papers, putting them in a better order. The door explodes open, and the Steel Ox struts into the room, at 7’4” and all muscle, he towers over everyone in the room. He laughs to himself as he walks into the meeting room.
Rolling her eyes, Scarlet Warden waits for him to sit, a cocky grin on his face as he sits his large body down, the chair groaning in protest. “Can I get started now, Ox?” Ox grins and gives her a thumbs up “Anytime Scarlet!”. Controlling her rising ire, she gets started, sending a command to her wrist computer to send a projection up on the wall behind her. “We have a problem people.” An image of Prododine headquarters fills the wall behind her. “Last night I got new intelligence on what Prododine has been up to the last few weeks and years. As you know, Prododine is one of the newest research and development corporations for the United States, and one of the only ones not owned by other ‘Supers’. They already provide the United States almost 30% of its healthcare related machines. Hell, all of the hospitals we have a share in use their machines. Prododine also provides the Military 5% of their drones and 10% of their missile’s each year. Chances are you’ve used Prododine products every day, but those sectors are their biggest markets they've expanded the quickest in.” Scarlet Warden switches slides to a page full of graphs. She can tell the instant Steel Ox stops paying attention. Not like he cares anyway, Moon Raven will fill him in if he needs to know. Rolling her eyes she continues. “Last night, I found out that even after talking to them a while back, they have decided on moving forward with their plans for a new set of hospitals. Now this wouldn't be a problem, except that we have no ownership shares in their company, or their hospitals. And I'm afraid that this will definitely cut into our profits for next year.
Warden Scarlet switches slides again. “As you can see from this slide, Prododine has already cut into our profit from the hospitals in the southern slums with their new non-profit hospital that opened 6 months ago. Income has dropped 8% for us. I learned last night that they are planning on building a second hospital in the northern slums after we requested they wait.” Scarlet pauses as she sees Moon Raven lean forward, her finger tapping her lips as she thinks. “We contacted their CEO about two weeks ago? Correct?” Moon Raven asks, her eyebrows raising. Scarlet Warden watches Steel Ox openly smirk at his wife as he points at her, Nova Ranger suppressing a chuckle under her hood. I work with fucking children. She almost sighs as she shuffles her papers, looking for the right one. “Correct Raven, as of two weeks ago we contacted their CEO, name of, huh. One moment.” Fuck, where is that name? She shuffles her papers around some more, noticing out of the corner of her eye a black haired woman walking over to Steel Ox, who openly grins at her, holding his water glass out. Ugh, we better not have to replace another slut so soon. Finding the paper she wants, Scarlet Warden continues. “Ah here it is, the CEO’s name is Liliane Shields. I think we talked to her two or so years ago about some medical devices she wanted to implement in all hospitals in the city.” Scarlet Warden's mouth pulls up in a predatory smile as she remembers that talk. That small woman was so angry we wouldn't allow her to install those for free, without our cut. Her eyes are granite behind her visor. “She did not leave happy. I think it might be time to have another little chat with her. Raven, can you get on that?”
Raven continues to tap her lips as she responds. “Yeah I can work that in tomorrow, I think. I have a new stun gun improvement I want to test so I may move the little chat to the following day.” Scarlet Warden watches Raven flinch, as the Steel Ox flirts with the ‘normal’ he called over. Really pig? Right next to your wife? Scarlet shakes her head then answers Raven as the ‘normal’ bends over, putting her breasts right in front of Ox’s face. She does have a great ass though. Scarlet smirks to herself. “Moving on from Prododine, The Fixer was seen again, this time attempting to break into a Federal arms depot last night.” Scarlet switches the slide, showing multiple crime scene photos, none more serious than breaking and entering. Well, attempted breaking and entering. “This woman appeared last year and has been causing a nuisance for us ever since. As we all know, she calls herself the Fixer, but what she ‘Fixes’ is anyone’s guess. She claims to be the city's next super villain, but all she’s done so far is a few petty crimes and run from Police.” She rolls her eyes as Steel Ox and Nova Ranger sign to each other, no doubt planning to fuck the newest ‘normal’ thats been serving them. Scarlet Warden raises an eyebrow as the ‘normal’ walks around the room, filling everyone’s glass. The woman, who’s name tag reads ‘Jane’ smiles at Scarlet as she fills her glass. Scarlet glares at her, and the woman's smile slowly becomes a frown as she blushes, averting her gaze. Scarlet smirks as the woman walks away, disappearing into the crowd of ‘normals’ against the wall. Shaking her head, Scarlet drains her glass, then continues her presentation.
“We haven't seen The Fixer use any powers. Our intelligence wing thinks The Fixer is a class D villain.” Steel Ox groans loudly, throwing his hands in the air, frowning. “ All we’ve seen her use is some form of small robot she's designed, almost recreational drones really. No strength, no speed, no elemental powers.” Scarlet Warden laughs, unable to believe that they are even wasting time on such a petty villain, disgusted with how incompetent the city's police are. “Probably no super intelligence either.” Raven scoffs, like the thought of a smart villain is a joke. Well this one certainly is. Scarlet smirks and continues, almost giddy to share the next part. “She actually almost got caught by city police two weeks ago. It's how we have her only photo.” She’s about to change the slide when Ox finally interrupts. “Scarlet, I was hoping for a challenge this time after the last four class B’s we've defeated.” Yes and we all know what you get up to when you get bored. Poor Jane. Scarlet smiles and shrugs. “We all know you would love to crush a class A or S again, Ox. But I don't really have control over what villains come and live in our city.” She pauses for a moment, a predatory grin growing on her face. “ Only in eradicating them.” She clenches her fists, remembering all the villains she’s killed over the years, how enjoyable it is to see them beg before the end. The begging is her favorite part, and the memory of all the vanquished foes fills her lith lust.
She feels her powers start to gather around her core, her whole body filling with power as she sees red. Red lightning starts to gather around her hands. Her scarlet hair starts to rise around her as the temperature drops as a wind rushes through the room. Her feet start to lift off the ground, and Ox waves away his comment and grins at her. Scarlet rolls her shoulders and releases her powers, the lust remains and she swallows. Later. We can use that pretty little criminal in our room, and break them. “Moving on.” The last of the lightning disappears, and her hair falls back to her jaw. She finally hits the next slide and smiles predatorily. The slide shows a freeze frame from a police officer's body camera. A small woman in black latex with scarlet hair much longer than scarlets own, in full sprint away from the cops. She looks like she is wearing fetish gear from a BDSM shop. I bet she’s truly a bottom. She shivers, imagining topping the small villain before snuffing her life out. Scarlet controls herself, and reads her notes “She was almost caught breaking into a bank around midnight two weeks ago. Night patrol bumped into her at a back door, she got away pretty easily… Fat cops.” She shrugs her shoulders, angry at the incompetent police still. The distorted voice of Nova Ranger pipes up for the first time today. “Was she able to take any money from the bank? … And is that Bondage gear she's wearing?” Her distortion switching between men and women's voices as she speaks, laughter clear even with the distortion.
Warden laughs to herself, glad others thoughts are following her own. “To our knowledge no, we don't even think she got through the door, and yes. She appears to be wearing some form of bondage gear. The cops thought she was a hooker.” They probably tried to solicit her before trying to catch her. Scarlet opens her mouth to continue when Raven interjects. “Strange, her hair is almost the exact same shade as yours Scarlet. You almost look like twins from the back.” Raven taps her lips.” I hate her thinking pose… “Of course you're 6’9” and she's no taller than, oh, 5’4” without those heels.” And still she’s taller than our own little Nova Ranger. Scarlet smiles at their own tiny team member before looking back at Raven. “I promise I don't have a long lost pipsqueak of a sister out there fighting against the law. Especially not dressed as slutty as that.” She laughs. Though the hair color is ridiculously similar to my own. “Anyway, we really dont think she's a threat, we’ll do standard protocol for the first confrontation of a villain, stay in groups of twos. Don't engage on your own and all that jazz. You can capture or kill her, I dont give a shit. I already wrote the Judgement, should have been sent to you.” Scarlet shrugs, already putting the thought of the little nuisance out of her head.
“I'm more worried about Prododine cutting into our profits honestly.” Scarlet Warden places her hands on her hips and nods towards Nova Ranger. “Nova, sorry to pull you out of your last assignment so suddenly but I think this takes precedence.” Nova shrugs her shoulders quickly. “I wasn't all that deep undercover yet anyway. Almost no loose ends to close.” “What's the job?”I think we need you inside Prododine. Scarlet nods to herself, certain this is the easiest way to deal with Prododine. “I want to place you inside Prododine, though we are still looking for a position high enough. Once we do, we need you to find any dirt on the CEO or dirty dealings within the company.” Nova Ranger tilts her head, as if thinking. “Want me to make the evidence? Or actually find it?” Scarlet Warden opens her mouth, ready to tell Nova whatever is easiest for her when nagging thought stops her. Shit that sounds like a bad idea for a reason. Thinking quickly she thumbs through her papers, certain there's a reason why she thinks that. Fuck! She sighs. “Shit, Sorry I don't think creating evidence will work this time.” She points at her notes, anger starting to build. This might be more difficult for Nova than I thought. “Says right here the CEO is some sort of war hero from the Summer War of 36. Has a Navy and Distinguished Flying Cross, two purple hearts.” Scarlet snarls, her rage building. Nothing can be simple can it. “Fuck! You know how the public and Government loves that shit. The evidence has to be absolute fool proof for this so we can’t manufacture it this time. Let me think for a moment”
Scarlet carefully places her notes down, preventing herself from flinging them into the wall in anger. She paces around the conference room, her ‘normals’ not even breathing as they place their backs hard against the wall, pretending they are invisible. No that won’t work… Maybe this… No. Fuck! She gets angrier and angrier as she paces, each idea worse than before. I think I need a night or two to think about this, come up with something better. She sighs and stops pacing, turning back towards the other Superheroes. She points a large finger at Raven. “Scratch what I said earlier. Go ahead and mess with your toys tomorrow. Let's hold off on putting more pressure on Liliane Shields for now.” Don’t want a CEO with that much pull with the Government to be angry with us. Fuck! How did Greg miss this the last time we talked with her? What a fucking mess. Raven simply nods, already rearranging her schedule in her visor. “I could put some pressure on the current Prododine Hospitals, I can think of 10 ways off the top of my head to reduce productivity there, bringing our profits back up 6, maybe 8 percent.”
Scarlet Warden taps her breastplate as she thinks and she nods to herself. “Yeah we can probably work with that, write up a good plan and bring it to me tomorrow.” Raven nods and returns to her beloved schedule. Warden turns and faces Nova Ranger, pointing at her. “We’ll get you installed pretty deep in Prododine’s upper echelons.” Maybe a lower executive or manager. “You'll probably need to dig very deep to find any dirt. From what I've read from this briefing, Prododine's people actually enjoy working there.” Which is extremely rare. “Very few people are willing to betray the company. We’ve heard almost nothing out of them for years, and all our sources are usually fired within a week.” She holds up the papers. “This report is actually mainly conjecture and wishful thinking.” Fucking Greg, one more thing and i’m getting rid of your entire team. Scarlet takes a deep breath, and pauses putting the papers back down. What's the best way for Nova to find the best information, and be in the best position to destroy Prododine if needed? She smiles, her canines showing as she thinks. Destroy the CEO, and the company will fall. Easy day. “Integrate with the people there, make yourself indispensable for Lillian and the company. Then crush her.”
Nova Ranger waves away the challenge. “Eh, how hard could one goody two shoe company be. Don't forget I've toppled 4 separate super villain empires.” Thats true, and you fucked and screwed your way to the top their as well. You'll probably want to do the same here. Feeling better with her plan, Scarlet Warden saunters to the door, already thinking about her little criminal waiting for him in her room. “Alright I can't really think of anything else for tonight, we’ll reconvene tomorrow with a more solid plan for Prododine.” Ox raises his hand, a big stupid grin on his face. Scarlet represses a sigh as he opens his mouth, “What do you want me to do boss?” The only thing you're good for other than sexual assault. Scarlet smirks at Ox. “What else Ox? Stand around mean-mugging everyone till there's fighting to be done.” Ox signs “Power Cunt” at her and she laughs, clenching her fist behind her back, keeping the urge to smash his face from overwhelming her. I could destroy you, you little rapist. But then, your little wife wouldn't work for us anymore. Scarlet relaxes her hands. “Ox, Raven, you have the night off.” Scarlet stares at Nova, raising her eyes and giving a slight nod, showing her she wants to talk to her privately. “Nova you have the city for a few hours. I have a few court cases to preside over and Judgements to write, then I'll join you." Nova nods, and signs “See you soon.” Scarlet Warden looks over the three superheroes, completely ignoring the ‘normals’ pressed against the wall. She nods, then struts out the door, her ‘normals’ following behind her.
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Nova Ranger watches Scarlet Warden strut out, her impressive physique making her tower over the terrified ‘normals’ chasing after her. Wonder why Scarlet wants to see me alone? Nova laughs to herself as she stands to her height of 5’3”, every other superhero towering over her. Nova smirks as she watches Moon Raven march out. Her flat, curveless body manish in appearance with her muscles. That's right bitch, walk away. Too scared to confront me? Nova turns and smiles at Steel Ox, Raven's husband, who looks marvelous in his silver suit. His bulge is obvious to anyone who looks. At 7’4”, everyone in the city has to look up to stare him in the face. His brown hair and beard make him look rugged and heroic. The muscles on his tall frame make him look like a giant rugby player, or a viking. People get fooled by his size, thinking he would be slow, but they would be dead very quickly, as he is one of the fastest superheroes around. Ox’s grin grows and he bends down to pick her up. With a grin of her own, Nova places her hand on his large dick, gently squeezing. Turning off her voice distorter, she grins up at him, her cowl still darkening her face. “Not today big guy.” Her unmodified voice is gentle and smooth like velvet.
Ox stops bending over and straightens up to his full height, Nova’s head only coming up to his waist. He brings his arms across his chest and pouts down at her. “Why not today sexy? I haven't seen you in three weeks!” Nova Ranger smiles and pushes her cowl back, revealing her olive skinned face. She pouts up at him, her eyes dancing with amusement. “As much as I'd love to jump you till I scream, I can't.” I wish I could though… Ox gently cups her cheek and she sighs, nestling her head in his giant hand. “I need to gather a few things from the safe houses I planned for my last job tonight, and set up new ones for the Prododine job now.” Can’t leave all my expensive jewelry and clothes laying around. One of Ox’s wandering hands lifts her skirt up as she grins. Ox squeezes her ass and she moans in pleasure as a finger gently slides beneath her leotard, the finger coming dangerously close to her wet pussy. She moans as the finger lightly rubs her wetness. “And that can't wait till tomorrow why?” Ox asks sadly. Nova smiles and gently rubs his dick, her small dainty hand making his already giant dick look even bigger. “Because you know I like to be prepared.” She murmurs. She stops stroking Ox’s dick and places her hands on his shoulder, looking ridiculous as she's so much shorter than him. Ox smiles and bends down. Nova leans forward and kisses him, and he instantly takes control by shoving his tongue down her throat. He places a hand on the back of her neck and crushes her towards him. Good thing his dick is so big, because he is awful at foreplay. A laugh bubbles in her throat and she laughs into his mouth gently.
Nova finally pulls back from the kiss, Ox finally letting go of her neck. She winks up at him as she grins, feeling a flush rising in her cheeks. Ox’s finger continues to rub her pussy slowly and she stiffles a moan. “Tomorrow then Nova, I'm going to fuck you all day while Ravens playing with her little toys.” Ill fuck you on every little thing she owns. Nova laughs, imagining Raven finding them. “It's a date then Ox. Have fun with Jane tonight.” She rolls her eyes. Everyone saw you eye fucking her during the meeting you big idiot, especially your wife. She smiles and leans forward, kissing his hard dick. “And I'll be seeing you tomorrow, big guy.” She turns around, Ox’s finger ripped from her crotch as she does so. She bends over at the waist and easily grabs her ankles as she grinds her ass against his dick. Knowing Ox will grab her any second now, she rolls forward, easily popping onto her feet. She giggles as she grabs her power, instantly appearing to vanish from the room. The room becomes dark and gray to her eyes as she turns invisible. She pops her hood back on and runs towards the door, calling over her shoulder to Steel Ox, who is grinning at the door. “Have fun with Jane tonight!” her voice comes out distorted again from the hood. He shouts after her “You still never told me what you were up to these last weeks.” She giggles in reply and quickly leaves the room. Her stomach growls as she slows down and releases her powers.
She sighs as the hunger that always comes with using her invisibility grips her. With her iron will she pushes it down, ignoring the hunger as she always does. She struts down the hallway, once again a predator surrounded by prey. ‘Normals’ back away from the tiny woman as she struts down the hall, towards Scarlet Warden’s office. She comes to her office and barges past the secretary, who knows not to stop a super, especially not Nova Ranger. She opens the door and struts in, draping herself in one of Scarlet Warden's expensive chairs, her hood falling back revealing her smile to Warden. “You wanted to see me, Scarlet?” Scarlet raises an eyebrow and smirks at Nova. “Make yourself at home Nova.” Nova grins and gives a mock salute to her favorite team leader. Scarlet scoffs and cuts right to the chase. “I’m planning on firing Greg. The idiot has been fucking up for weeks now. What do you think?” Nova glances at her nails then back at Scarlet. “Why do you care what I think about Greg? I don’t give a shit what happens to him.” Scarlet raises another eyebrow. “You don’t care what happens to your handler, your handler who has been working with you for 4 years now?” Nova shrugs, unconcerned. “I mean, do you have a replacement ready for him? Other than that I don’t care, but it would be nice to have a connection to the Order when I’m undercover.” Scarlet grimaces and shakes her head. “Fuck. No, I don’t because I plan on removing his whole team.” Scarlet rubs her temples, her expression thunderous. “I’ll ask the Federal Task Force If they have a recommendation. They usually have a good team ready at a moment's notice.” Scarlet stops rubbing her temples and sighs. “I’ll find you a replacement handler ASAP.” Scarlet reaches for the phone on her desk. Nova nods as she stands. “Need anything else Scarlet? I'm going to empty my safehouse then patrol the city for a bit.” Scarlet shakes her head and smiles at Nova. “Nope, I’ll let you know as soon as we find a position at Prododine. Hopefully the next team is better.” Nova shrugs and blows a kiss at Scarlet, making Scarlet laugh as Scarlet flips her off.
Smiling, Nova throws her hood back on. Heading towards the garage. She passes Greg, who is standing nervously by Scarlet's door, waiting to be let in. She shoves him against the wall and laughs as he cries out in pain. “Bye Greg!” She shouts over her shoulder. She hums to herself as she finds her car in the hidden garage, a one of a kind Red Ferrari 250 GTO. Smiling, she sits in the driver's seat, already anticipating the drive. She sings along to her music as she drives through traffic, her hood down, pretending that she’s just like any other daughter of a billionaire, not the spy Nova Ranger. Though having access to daddies accounts certainly does help me live the life I deserve! She pulls up to her recent safehouse, almost a small mansion. She opens the door, grimacing at the blood on the floor. “Oops. Forgot about that.” She laughs to herself as she passes body after body, hopping past the blood so her bare feet don’t get gore on them. When she had to pull out of her last job so quickly, she had to liquidate all her informants. Shrugging, she finds her room, and quickly packs the clothes and jewelry she brought here, and some jewelry from the previous owners. She changes out of her uniform into more comfortable designer clothing, a beautiful black sun dress that cost over 2 grand. She slips her feet into her four inch heels and grabs a pair of sunglasses. Stepping on the bodies so her shoes don’t get ruined with the blood on the floor. She exits the safe house, then calls Greg. Maybe he still has his job. “Greg, I need you to clean up my last safe house.” Greg stammers something and Nova scoffs. “Yeah, 6 bodies. Get on it.” She hangs up and gets in her car, ready to patrol the nicer parts of the city. She hums to herself as she pulls out into traffic, the clock on her car showing 6pm.
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Scarlet Warden hangs up her phone, sighing in relief. Her contacts at the Federal Task Force that oversees all superhero teams actually had a team forming a state over for another problem, and will be here within the day. With that weight off her back she lets her secretary know that Greg can come in, who has been sitting outside for an hour now. Greg nervously comes in, putting a phone away. 'Six bodies?” he whispers then stops, as he notices Scarlet Warden standing with her arms crossed, her glare making him wilter under her eyes. She gleefully watches him swallow and shrink beneath her glare, he nervously salutes her, bringing his right arm weakly to his chest. She continues to stare and he stands silently. Finally she smirks. “You're done. Get the fuck out, tell your entire team theyre gone as well.” Greg stammers, his face turning red. “A-all 60 of them…” “Did I stutter Greg? Out. Security will follow you to make sure none of you steal or destroy any documents. If you do, per regulation 23.15 your lives will be forfeit.” She smiles at Greg as his face turns white. No one remembers that little reg they sign. “Make sure you remind your people that. Now, out!” He stammers, then turns around dejectedly, slowly leaving the room. Scarlet Warden chuckles a bit then sits back in her chair. “Oh I needed that!” She laughs louder, then looks at her new intelligence team that will start soon. The leader's name is Amy Fuentes, and Scarlet likes what she sees. Former Naval Intelligence, served in the Summer War. Five Years with the Federal Task Force working in breaking monopolies the Supers don’t like. Has worked with four different super teams and all had good things to say. She's not hard on the eyes either. Scarlet stares at the woman's photo, a gorgeous hispanic woman stares back at her, a slight smirk on her lips in her official portrait. Gorgeous black hair wrapped in a professional bun. Have to keep her away from Ox. She sighs, glad that that man is home now, and out of her way, for the night at least. Popping her neck, she stands and walks out of her office. Several underlings exit from a hidden door as she passes it, carrying important paperwork she might need. She looks at the watch on her visor. 11:03 PM October 7th, 2041. Nova Should be back from her little patrol. She pings her wrist computer to find Nova, and a small map appears. Ah, food court. She must have just worked out.
She turns her map off and heads to the food court, her train of ‘normals’ quiet behind her. Scarlet enters the food court open only to supers, and her followers stop by the door. Nova sits at a table alone, her tray of food aligned with the table and she eats like the high society woman she is, her back straight and her elbows off the table, using silverware to slowly eat her salad as she takes small bites. Scarlet sits in front of her and Nova nods, dotting her lips with a napkin. “How did the safehouse and patrol go?” Nova smiles at Scarlet, who returns the smile easily. “Fine! Got my things no problem.” She smiles sheepishly. “I did forget that I liquidated my informants when I left, hopefully Greg took care of that before he was fired.” Scarlet smiles. “Yeah I think he did, he was getting off the phone with the cleanup team when I fired him.” Nova shrugs, taking another small bite of salad. After Nova swallows she asks Scarlet. “Find me a new handler?” Scarlet nods. “I did, I think you'll be happy with the team. Good history, better than Gregs. The leader seems to get better results too. I sent you her file.” Nova nods as she finishes her small salad, placing everything on the tray perfectly then standing. Scarlet follows and they head to the trash. As Nova dumps the trash away, an alarm pings on Scarlet's Wrist computer.
Sighing, she answers the ping, and a nervous police captain appears on her screen. Blood drips down his broken nose, his eyes black and bruised. “Scarlet Warden! Ma’am! Captain Smith here, we have a problem we can’t deal with on our own.” Nova Ranger raises an eyebrow and smirks as Scarlet Warden feels another head ache building. Gritting her teeth she asks. “What is the problem, and where is here?” The captain grimaces, seemingly aware of Scarlet's short temper. He visibly swallows and answers her. “Um, Sorry Ma'am. Hundreds of Police robots suddenly went rogue and are attacking 3 separate police stations on the North Side, near the golf courses. We don’t have enough officers to deal with the rogue bots and protect the people in the surrounding neighborhoods, uh Ma’am.” Of course it happens in the richest part of town. Ill be hearing about this for fucking weeks. “On our way Captain, send the info to us.” She hangs up on the captain before he can respond. “Idiots!” Nova smirks and pulls up her hood, taking a small stick from her skirt, Nova clicks it, and it suddenly lengthens into a bow the length of her. Nova easily bends the bow and strings it as she tilts her head at Scarlet. “Want me to deal with this?” Scarlet grimaces and shakes her head. “We both will, you know how rich ‘normals’ love to bitch.” Nova laughs and nods as they walk towards the hangar. Reviewing the info the captain finally sent over. They step into a large helicopter that is slowly starting to spin up, the pilot already informed where they are going by the minions that follow the two supers on.
Scarlet eyes the coordinates sent over. Seems simple enough. Destroy all the robots, which aren't that tough, then let the police handle the ones that may have escaped into the city. She sighs as both she and Nova Ranger put on headphones linked to the helicopter as the blades start turning faster. The underlings have to put in little ear plugs. Scarlet pings the closest police station on the map, sending the data to the pilot and Nova Ranger. Speaking into the microphone she looks at Nova. “Let's stay together and take out each group one at a time. It seems mostly the robots are just attacking the stations, and ignoring the surrounding areas except for the occasional loner that wanders off.” Nova gives her a thumbs up as she reaches into the back of the helicopter, coming back with a quiver full of arrows she attaches to her belt. They both lean back, taking a little cat nap as the helicopter roars towards the first station. The pilot's calm voice wakes them from their naps. “Three minutes from the area Ma’am.” Scarlet Warden rolls her shoulders and pops her neck as Nova Ranger looks over the pilot's shoulder. “Yup, I can see em.” Nova smiles back at Scarlet Warden. “Looks like hundreds of them at this station alone.” Scarlet Warden raises her eyebrows and stands, also looking over the pilot's shoulder. At this distance all she can see are little pin pricks of light. She shrugs, knowing that Nova Ranger has amazing eyesight. “Take us in Pilot, we’ll jump out, then you drop these fools off.” Scarlet hitches a thumb at the ‘normals’ in the helicopter. “Aye Ma’am.”
A minute later Scarlet Warden can see the swarming mass of robots below, smashing squad cars and smashing windows. Hovering a hundred feet above the nearest roof, Nova Ranger shoots a finger gun at Scarlet Warden and falls out of the helicopter backwards. Rolling her eyes, Scarlet Warden summons her powers, red lighting starts to form in her hands, then surrounding her body. She steps out of the Helicopter, and slowly lowers herself to the ground in a controlled descent. Lighting starts to strike all around her, the smell of ozone surrounding everything as her whole body lights up like a red beacon. She smirks as she see’s Nova Ranger land gracefully on top of a roof, already firing arrows into robots. Some robots fall over, no longer thrashing. Others explode when an arrow hits them. Scarlet Warden, now hovering some 20 feet above the ground, takes a deep breath and releases it. She claps her hands in front of her once, and a large blast of lighting strikes a group of robots, flinging them into the air with explosive force. The sound hits her a second later and she grins, cackling maniacally. This will be so much fun! She points at another robot and snaps, the robot exploding from the inside out.
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Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil.)
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Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil.)
by Dartista1 » Thu Mar 21, 2024 3:49 pm
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Re: Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil
by Dartista1 » Thu Mar 21, 2024 3:51 pm
Chapter 1 cont.
Nova Ranger lets loose another arrow and grins when the loud thunderclap hits her. She turns a glances at Scarlet Warden, who is hovering in the air surrounded by red lightning. Her scarlet hair floating around her, Scarlet laughs and cackles as robot after robot explodes. Cops and civilians run for cover screaming. Not fair! Nova smirks, then lets loose another arrow, this one with a larger explosive tip. The robot it impales falls against the brick wall, a moment later exploding. Causing burning wood and bricks to fly into the air. “Oops!” She grins and shoots again and again. Soon the number of Robots fall as Nova Ranger and Scarlet Warden decimate the rogue robots. Before Nova realizes, there's none left. Pouting, she un-strings her bow and lets it shrink back to the size of a dinner knife, placing it on her belt as she hops off the second story roof. Landing easily on her feet, she struts to Scarlet Raven, who’s lightning is just now dissipating as she lands. They grin at each other and admire their handiwork. Small fires rage all around them and windows are blown out for blocks, but the rampaging robots are done. They both whip around as a Cop walks up behind them. He freezes and slowly raises empty hands towards them, then slowly walks closer, his whole body covered in soot and dirt, his face burned and bloody. “Uh. Thank you. I think we have it from here.” Scarlet Wardens nods at him, then dismisses him with a hand. He swallows and walks away, staring at the destruction around him. Scarlet makes a call to the helicopter, and Nova looks around. She waves at a news crew, staring open mouth at the destruction as they film.
Their helicopter slowly descends, kicking up debris and dust. They step onto the helicopter and start to head towards the next site.
As Nova refills her quiver, she hears Scarlet Warden curse over the intercom. Lifting her head, she sees Scarlet muttering at her wrist computer. “What's wrong Scarlet?” Scarlet gestures a throwing motion from her computer to Nova, and her computer pings. Raising an eyebrow, Nova opens the attachment, and watches what appears to be The Fixer crossing a road. She's hunched over and appearing very suspicious as she runs towards the locked door of an obvious Federal Child Superhero Testing Center. Nova’s other eyebrow raises as The Fixer struggles to unlock the door with a lockpick. Nova stares at Scarlet, who stares back at her frowning. “Is she fucking serious? Lockpicks? What year is it?” Scarlet laughs and looks at her screen, grimacing. “Ugh, it's 4:30 am now. There's no way we can get there with two more active sites.” She taps her breastplate with her fingers, her face stoic as she thinks. Her hands slowly start to light up, showing just how angry she is. Nova decides to interrupt, not liking the chances of being in a lightning storm inside a flying Helicopter. “Sooo should we split up? Wake up Ox and Raven? Orrrr should we finish the two sites then check it out on our own?” Scarlet sighs and rests her head back, staring up at the fine interior of the vehicle. Finally she looks back at Nova. “I think we should finish this next site and see if she’s still there, we only have the camera feeds from outside, so one of little ‘normals’ can tell us if she leaves.” Scarlet pops her neck and clenches her jaw. “If we aren’t done by 6am and the little bitch is still there, we can wake up Raven and Ox.” Nova taps her lips, then nods. “Sounds good to me, shame we might not get to take her out ourselves.”
Scarlet grimaces and nods. “I was looking forward to taking the little cunt down myself, but Ox can have his fun I guess.” Nova laughs and grabs Scarlet's arm, her biceps like steel under her grip. “I'll let you have the next one Scarlet. Hey! You should check out the new ‘normal’ Ox is into, Jane or something, she has a nice ass!” Scarlet laughs and shakes her head. “I don’t need your guy’s sloppy thirds thank you very much.” Nova pouts, and is about to say something in return when the pilot breaks in over the comms, her calm voice interrupting their little moment. “Two Minutes.” Sighing, they both stand up, ready to drop into action. Nova can see gunfire in the distance, and says as much to Scarlet, who lets out a grunt. As they fly over the new area, Nova drops from the helicopter, having just enough time for her stomach to rise into her throat before she hits the roof of the police station. She lets her momentum carry her forward into a roll and jumping to her feet, releasing her bow and stringing it in one fluid motion. Three cops whip around in surprise and start to aim their guns at her before stopping. Two turn back around, raining fire down on the robots below while the other holsters her pistol and walks towards her. Nova smirks behind her mask, enjoying the look of the woman in front of her.
The officer is in plain clothes, in black combat boots. With jeans that hug every curve of her hips and thighs. Her leather jacket is torn in places, and her tank top is ripped open, revealing the badge on her black bra and the hint of abs. The woman sticks out a hand and Nova shakes it, not surprised at the strong grip. “Detective Kowalski. Good to see you Ma’am, welcome to the party.” Nova smirks at the deadpan delivery, enjoying the women's humor. The woman has the slightest hint of a smile, her blue eyes staring hard into Nova’s hood. Kowalski’s brown hair has the faintest hint of red in it, and is tied back into a ponytail. Her eyes are several inches above Nova’s own, making Nova guess the detective stands around five foot six or seven. Nova releases the detective hand, and readies her bow, following the detective to the wall of the roof. “So! Were you here when this started?” The other two officers stop to reload, both shaking their heads. Detective Kowalski nods, letting off a single round, striking a robot beneath them. Nova grimaces, glad her hood has noise canceling built in. The woman responds, louder than before. “I was just here finishing paperwork.” Her shouting slowly fades to normal volume, she ducks as a lightning strike hits a group of robots, and the three cops stare open mouthed at Scarlet Warden, floating above the yard, starts raining down lightning on the robots below.Scarlet starts laughing maniacally. The cops cringe as Scarlet releases blast after blast of lightning, the thunder making it almost impossible to hear until Scarlet moves further away.
The smell of ozone still lingers. Kowalski slowly stands, holstering her pistol. “Um. As I was saying. Around 11:30 one of the bots in the lobby just went crazy. Threw a cop through a window and started smashing everything. We took it down, but before we knew it, the ones charging or in storage woke up and started pouring out of the basement.” She shakes her head slowly. “They seemed to ignore anyone who wasn’t a cop, and mostly seem to just be doing property damage.” She grimaces as a cackling Scarlet Warden causes a loud explosion, a car flipping into the air and setting a small building on fire. Nova smiles at the woman, her expression hidden behind her mask. I want to fuck you so badly detective! The detective frowns then looks back at Nova, her frown staying on her lips. “Us three got up here, these two were sleeping in the breakroom when it all started.” She shrugs. “We saw at least 20 of the robots leave the area heading that way. She points, and Nova sighs heavily. The detective is pointing right towards the mayor's house. “Fuuuuuuckkkkkkkk.” Kowalski smiles at Nova. “That's what I said!” Retracting her bow, Nova speaks into her communicator. Her hood preventing the cops from hearing what she says. “Bad news Scarlet, twenty robots decided to head towards the mayor's house.” A particularly loud explosion of thunder makes the cops duck behind the wall again. Over the explosions, Nova can hear Scarlet screaming in frustration. “Fuuuuuuckkkkkkinggg realllllllllllly?” Nova looks at Kowalski, who is openly grinning now. Silence reigns for a second, until Scarlet Warden lands on the roof, her lightning still cackling around her as her boots hit the roof.
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Scarlet Warden lands on the rooftop and glares at Nova Ranger as her lightning dissipates. I just know she’s smirking at me beneath that stupid fucking hood. She turns towards the three cops, one in plainclothes who is staring at her seriously, a faint blush in her cheeks. “Who saw them head towards the mayor's house?” The plain clothes officer stands, and Scarlet Warden smirks, liking what she sees in front of her. The detective's pale skin shows beneath her ripped shirt, and the hint of abs makes Scarlet feel all tingly inside her center. Later. Finish this, then you can have your fun. She offers a hand, and the detective shakes it. “I saw them head there about two hours ago, but as you can see, we couldn't really do anything from up here, and all the radios were down stairs.” The woman shrugs, not looking too concerned about the well being of the mayor. Not like I give a shit about the smarmy bastard, but I don't want to hear about it tomorrow. Sighing, she tilts her head at Nova Ranger and frowns as she looks at the time, 5:32 am. Of fucking course. “Looks like we won't be going after The Fixer today. Any of our ‘normals’ see her leave?” Nova tilts her head for a second, listening to her communicator, then shakes her head. “Of course not...” Scarlet rolls her shoulders, calling up Moon Raven. “I guess they get to have their fun with her tonight.” The detective frowns at both of them, and Scarlet has an idea. As the phone rings, Scarlet points at the officers. “I want you three to take a squad car down to this address.” She sends the info to their wrist computers, and the cops have no choice but to slowly nod. “Help set up a perimeter and support Steel Ox and Moon Raven when you get there, they’ll probably be done by the time you get there, but you may need to help secure what's left of the villain.” The detective nods again, a frown on her face. “Are we arresting a new villain? Do you think they're behind all this?” Scarlet Warden taps her arm. Nah, this seems more like a glitch in their programming, seen it before but never on this scale.
Scarlet shakes her head. “Unlikely, she probably saw it on the news and decided to make her play.” She points at a news chopper hovering in the distance, and the Detective slowly nods. “You'll be cleaning up after Steel Ox and Moon Raven have their fun.” The detective snaps her head to Scarlet Warden, her whole body radiating disapproval. Scarlet Warden crosses her arms, staring down at the small woman. She lets lightning start to build up around her body and the Detective looks away, dropping the issue. Scarlet smirks at the woman, and points to a squad car. Sighing, the woman walks away, the two uniformed officers following behind her. Scarlet laughs to herself as the cops leave. “Always so fucking squeamish.” Nova shrugs, and Moon Raven finally answers the call. “Raven here.” The woman answers quietly. “Sorry if I woke you Raven, The Fixer was seen in the slums closest to your house, entering the sector's Federal Child Superpower Testing Center.” Those places give the creeps. Scarlet shudders, remembering her own time in one. Raven doesn’t answer for a moment, and Scarlet knows she’s pissed. “And you need us to take on a D class Villain? When you and Nova are awake?” There the bitches teeth are. Scarlet smiles tightly and she grinds her teeth. “I woke you, because Nova and I are dealing with hundreds of Police bots that suddenly woke up and attacked three separate police stations…” The squad car the three officers are in turns its sirens on and races out of the parking lot. ”... And we are 40 minutes away once we deal with this, while you two are only 10 minutes away.” Raven is quiet for another moment. “Oh.” “Do we think the Police bots malfunctioning are related to The Fixer breaking and entering again? She does use her little drones.” Scarlet's smile grows. Trust Moon Raven to think of that almost immediately. “I thought about it but don't think so, we've been destroying these bots for an hour now and it's all over the news. She probably saw it and took her chance. These drones are a bit more complicated than the crap she flies.” Scarlet can hear Raven getting out of bed as she answers. “We'll be at the testing center in 12 minutes, when we deal with the Fixer we'll come help.” Scarlet lets out a breath, annoyed she won't be the one reading the Judgement to The Fixer. “Thanks Raven, these are a cake walk, but they keep wandering away into the city.” And the fucking mayors house apparently. Warden hangs up the phone and summons her lightning as she starts to hover again. Nova pulls her bow out again and climbs on top of the wall, ready to jump to the ground three stories below. “Not going to tell them about the cops coming?” Scarlet glares at Nova. “Would you give a shit If I told you three ‘normals’ where on their way?” Nova barks out a laugh, her heavily distorted voice making ehr sound like a hyena. “Good Point.” She jumps off the wall as Scarlet Hovers after her.
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Nova sighs as she rips her arrow out of a robot. She stands straight and throws the ruined arrow to the ground. Looking around, she sees that every other robot is finally down. She grimaces at her arms, hating how dirty her arms and uniform are. Ugh I need a shower as soon as possible. Grimacing, she stretches, sighing in relief as her back pops. Her stomach rumbles, and she grins. Walking by the broken window of a grocery store, she steps in and grabs a protein bar. Taking a bite, she walks out, finally noticing the sun is slowly rising above the city. Fucking 7 am already, this took way longer than expected. She takes another bite, and offers another bar to Scarlet when she lands by her. Scarlet takes the bar, sticking it in a pocket in her golden flight suit. “Well, all the robots are finally done. Hip hip hoo-fuckin-ray.” Nova smiles, enjoying the first beams of light touching her skin. “Hey we saved the mayor and his mistress today.” Scarlet barks out a laugh as she stretches, groaning as her body releases built up tension. Nova taps the crumbs off her mouth with a napkin, then grimaces at the dirt on it. “Not that his wife will be happy. Ugh, I need a shower. We hear from Ox and Raven?” Scarlet shakes her head. “Other than them telling us they were entering the building, nothing.” Nova furrows her brow. “That's not like Raven. I can see Ox doing that, but not Raven.” Scarlet grimaces and nods. “I agree, I’m starting to get a bad feeling about this. I’ve called three times and no response. The choppers on its way now, so we should be getting there in the next 20 minutes or so. Sorry Nova, no shower yet.”
Nova grimaces and turns back into the store, looking for wet wipes. Returning a minute later, wiping her disgusting skin as clean as she can, she can hear the helicopter in the distance. “What about the cops we sent? Any word?” Scarlet starts to shake her head then stops, holding up a finger for silence. “Scarlet here… What do you mean the front office is destroyed? Where the fuck is Steel Ox and Moon Raven….” Nova Ranger stops her cleaning, her mouth open in shock as Scarlet Warden gets angrier and angrier, the red lightning crackling around her. “Stay out of the building, don't go any further. Set up a perimeter and stay the fuck back until we get there.” Scarlet Warden stares at Nova. “Steel Ox and Moon Raven are gone. They found Ravens daggers and some broken gadgets.”
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The helicopter ride over to the south slums was a somber one. Scarlet Warden coordinates with the response teams back at Judgement Square, while Nova Ranger quietly goes through the footage. The outside camera was on from when Fixer broke in, to when the Steel Ox made a flamboyant landing in front of the door. Then it cuts out. When it comes back on, the front entrance is almost completely destroyed.. The inside cameras are even stranger, the only footage available was from the camera facing the front door, and only became available after the cops showed up on scene. Every other internal camera was completely down as if they never existed. The only inside view shows The Fixer jimmy the lock then walk inside timidly, before she stands up proudly. The office was clean, and had a desk and multiple pieces of Child testing propaganda. The Fixers whole body is clad head to toe in black latex that seems to absorb light, the only skin visible are her dark red lips. Her scarlet hair reaches down to her waist. The Fixer locks onto the camera immediately, then smiles. She blows a kiss and the camera cuts out. When it comes back, the office is in shambles and the cops are slowly entering the room with their weapons drawn. They take a few steps into the office before detective Kowalski takes a knee by Raven's discarded weapons. She quickly stands back up, ushering her team out.
Now, Nova Ranger and Scarlet Warden stand in front of the Federal Testing Center silently side by side. The three cops have been joined by a response team from Judgement Square, and have secured the perimeter, their heavy rifles and body armor making them look like heavily armed troops. Crackling with red lightning, Scarlet Warden steps towards the entrance as Nova Ranger follows with her Bow, an arrow between her fingers ready to be drawn and released in an instant. Scarlet’s red lightning illuminates the front office, revealing every bit of furniture completely destroyed. Nova stops and stares at the far wall. Concrete and steel have seemingly fused together, the wall sagging inwards. Nova points at the damage with her arrow. “Raven did that with her plasma cannon.” Scarlet grunts and looks down at the floor, the concrete has been dented, as if something was flung down with enormous strength. Scarlet and Nova both crouch down, and stare at the dark red blood dried on the ground, surrounded by some sort of black melted metal. Nova swallows, then stares at Scarlet. “Whose blood do you think that is?” Scarlet grunts again as she stands, looking around. The two superheroes are surrounded by broken weapons, belts and harnesses, and the discarded blades of Moon Raven. A destroyed jump jet lies against one corner, making the answer seem quite clear. Nova swallows again. “Not enough blood here, I don’t think she’s d-dead.” Scarlet turns her head, her gray eyes burning into Nova’s green. Nova finds herself squirming under Scarlet's heated glare, her lightning growing in intensity around her.
Scarlet takes a deep breath, and the intensity dies down a little. “Agreed.” She says quietly. Nova looks around, taking in more of the damage. She retracts her bow, and follows the impacts. “I think Raven came in from upstairs.” She sees little bits of damage from the stairs to the center of the room. “They outnumbered her, maybe two or three of them. Incredibly strong. More villains?” She stares at the strange metallic metal surrounding what is most likely Moon Ravens blood. She grimaces. “She fought well, but I think they overpowered her and defeated her.” Scarlet Warden quickly nods, looking around. “We need a team in here to gather the evidence, get a team tracking them.” Nova nods, then curses. “Shit!” Scarlet whips her head around, and sees what Nova saw. On the ground lie two very small GPS trackers, cut out of Raven and Ox’s suit if Nova had to guess. Nova looks at Scarlet, and Scarlet closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. “Get that team in here ASAP.”
Nova nods, and quickly sends commands from her wrist computer as she stands, her worry growing by the second. Scarlet continues as she walks around the room. “The question is...” Nova looks up at Scarlet. “What happened to Steel Ox? He’s literally the strongest man on Earth. There's no way he would just let someone take his wife without a fight…” Nova takes a deep breath, fighting back tears of what might have happened to her off and on lover. “...He must have been taken out first.” Scarlet Warden tilts her head, then points. Nova follows her finger, and sees that she is pointing towards another set of stairs that seem to go down. Scarlet starts walking towards it, and Nova Ranger follows behind her, summoning her bow as Scarlet's lightning builds in intensity again. The stairs end at a door, and they both step into a large empty room. Broken lights hang from the ceiling, flickering on and off and giving the room an eerie feeling. Water and dust seem to coat everything, and destroyed furniture lays around the room. Almost in the center of the room, is a growing ring of destroyed concrete, like someone threw a rock into the water, then sculpted the ripples with concrete. Nova stares at the destruction, noticing the fist sized holes in the wall and the water spraying out, the basement already starting to flood. “Shiiiiit.” Scarlet looks back at Nova, and sadly nods. “I think we found where he was defeated.” It’s Nova's turn to nod, and she fights back tears. Oh Ox… Scarlet walks around the room, wrinkling her nose, she bends down, picking up a piece of paper from the center of the room as Nova watches, frozen near the entrance, her hands white around her bow.
The lightning builds in intensity, lighting the whole room in red as she breathes in and out, her anger a palpable thing to behold. The room starts to smell of ozone, before she stomps over to Nova, the air crackling around her. Scarlet thrusts the note to Nova, and Nova pries one hand off her bow to take it. She makes herself read it, her anger building rapidly. ‘I disagree with your so-called judgment. Ta Ta for now. - The Fixer.” Nova almost crumples the note, but instead takes a deep breath, and slips it into a plastic bag for evidence later. Scarlet stands by her, her rage rolling off her in waves. Nova swallows, then pats Scarlet on her rock hard bicep. “L-let's g-get out of here Scarlet. We’ll find that bitch, and rescue Ox and Raven.” Scarlet breathes hard, not saying a word as she turns and walks back up the stairs, Nova following closely behind her. Nova’s own rage and resolve grow stronger and stronger. Scarlet and Nova step out into the street. A heavy downpour of rain has started, soaking everything as explosive thunder roars all around them. Police and Order staff take cover as red lightning strikes all around the city, starting fires all over. Nova Ranger and Scarlet Warden keep walking, ignoring the calamity around them, for they have a super villain to kill.
Nova Ranger lets loose another arrow and grins when the loud thunderclap hits her. She turns a glances at Scarlet Warden, who is hovering in the air surrounded by red lightning. Her scarlet hair floating around her, Scarlet laughs and cackles as robot after robot explodes. Cops and civilians run for cover screaming. Not fair! Nova smirks, then lets loose another arrow, this one with a larger explosive tip. The robot it impales falls against the brick wall, a moment later exploding. Causing burning wood and bricks to fly into the air. “Oops!” She grins and shoots again and again. Soon the number of Robots fall as Nova Ranger and Scarlet Warden decimate the rogue robots. Before Nova realizes, there's none left. Pouting, she un-strings her bow and lets it shrink back to the size of a dinner knife, placing it on her belt as she hops off the second story roof. Landing easily on her feet, she struts to Scarlet Raven, who’s lightning is just now dissipating as she lands. They grin at each other and admire their handiwork. Small fires rage all around them and windows are blown out for blocks, but the rampaging robots are done. They both whip around as a Cop walks up behind them. He freezes and slowly raises empty hands towards them, then slowly walks closer, his whole body covered in soot and dirt, his face burned and bloody. “Uh. Thank you. I think we have it from here.” Scarlet Wardens nods at him, then dismisses him with a hand. He swallows and walks away, staring at the destruction around him. Scarlet makes a call to the helicopter, and Nova looks around. She waves at a news crew, staring open mouth at the destruction as they film.
Their helicopter slowly descends, kicking up debris and dust. They step onto the helicopter and start to head towards the next site.
As Nova refills her quiver, she hears Scarlet Warden curse over the intercom. Lifting her head, she sees Scarlet muttering at her wrist computer. “What's wrong Scarlet?” Scarlet gestures a throwing motion from her computer to Nova, and her computer pings. Raising an eyebrow, Nova opens the attachment, and watches what appears to be The Fixer crossing a road. She's hunched over and appearing very suspicious as she runs towards the locked door of an obvious Federal Child Superhero Testing Center. Nova’s other eyebrow raises as The Fixer struggles to unlock the door with a lockpick. Nova stares at Scarlet, who stares back at her frowning. “Is she fucking serious? Lockpicks? What year is it?” Scarlet laughs and looks at her screen, grimacing. “Ugh, it's 4:30 am now. There's no way we can get there with two more active sites.” She taps her breastplate with her fingers, her face stoic as she thinks. Her hands slowly start to light up, showing just how angry she is. Nova decides to interrupt, not liking the chances of being in a lightning storm inside a flying Helicopter. “Sooo should we split up? Wake up Ox and Raven? Orrrr should we finish the two sites then check it out on our own?” Scarlet sighs and rests her head back, staring up at the fine interior of the vehicle. Finally she looks back at Nova. “I think we should finish this next site and see if she’s still there, we only have the camera feeds from outside, so one of little ‘normals’ can tell us if she leaves.” Scarlet pops her neck and clenches her jaw. “If we aren’t done by 6am and the little bitch is still there, we can wake up Raven and Ox.” Nova taps her lips, then nods. “Sounds good to me, shame we might not get to take her out ourselves.”
Scarlet grimaces and nods. “I was looking forward to taking the little cunt down myself, but Ox can have his fun I guess.” Nova laughs and grabs Scarlet's arm, her biceps like steel under her grip. “I'll let you have the next one Scarlet. Hey! You should check out the new ‘normal’ Ox is into, Jane or something, she has a nice ass!” Scarlet laughs and shakes her head. “I don’t need your guy’s sloppy thirds thank you very much.” Nova pouts, and is about to say something in return when the pilot breaks in over the comms, her calm voice interrupting their little moment. “Two Minutes.” Sighing, they both stand up, ready to drop into action. Nova can see gunfire in the distance, and says as much to Scarlet, who lets out a grunt. As they fly over the new area, Nova drops from the helicopter, having just enough time for her stomach to rise into her throat before she hits the roof of the police station. She lets her momentum carry her forward into a roll and jumping to her feet, releasing her bow and stringing it in one fluid motion. Three cops whip around in surprise and start to aim their guns at her before stopping. Two turn back around, raining fire down on the robots below while the other holsters her pistol and walks towards her. Nova smirks behind her mask, enjoying the look of the woman in front of her.
The officer is in plain clothes, in black combat boots. With jeans that hug every curve of her hips and thighs. Her leather jacket is torn in places, and her tank top is ripped open, revealing the badge on her black bra and the hint of abs. The woman sticks out a hand and Nova shakes it, not surprised at the strong grip. “Detective Kowalski. Good to see you Ma’am, welcome to the party.” Nova smirks at the deadpan delivery, enjoying the women's humor. The woman has the slightest hint of a smile, her blue eyes staring hard into Nova’s hood. Kowalski’s brown hair has the faintest hint of red in it, and is tied back into a ponytail. Her eyes are several inches above Nova’s own, making Nova guess the detective stands around five foot six or seven. Nova releases the detective hand, and readies her bow, following the detective to the wall of the roof. “So! Were you here when this started?” The other two officers stop to reload, both shaking their heads. Detective Kowalski nods, letting off a single round, striking a robot beneath them. Nova grimaces, glad her hood has noise canceling built in. The woman responds, louder than before. “I was just here finishing paperwork.” Her shouting slowly fades to normal volume, she ducks as a lightning strike hits a group of robots, and the three cops stare open mouthed at Scarlet Warden, floating above the yard, starts raining down lightning on the robots below.Scarlet starts laughing maniacally. The cops cringe as Scarlet releases blast after blast of lightning, the thunder making it almost impossible to hear until Scarlet moves further away.
The smell of ozone still lingers. Kowalski slowly stands, holstering her pistol. “Um. As I was saying. Around 11:30 one of the bots in the lobby just went crazy. Threw a cop through a window and started smashing everything. We took it down, but before we knew it, the ones charging or in storage woke up and started pouring out of the basement.” She shakes her head slowly. “They seemed to ignore anyone who wasn’t a cop, and mostly seem to just be doing property damage.” She grimaces as a cackling Scarlet Warden causes a loud explosion, a car flipping into the air and setting a small building on fire. Nova smiles at the woman, her expression hidden behind her mask. I want to fuck you so badly detective! The detective frowns then looks back at Nova, her frown staying on her lips. “Us three got up here, these two were sleeping in the breakroom when it all started.” She shrugs. “We saw at least 20 of the robots leave the area heading that way. She points, and Nova sighs heavily. The detective is pointing right towards the mayor's house. “Fuuuuuuckkkkkkkk.” Kowalski smiles at Nova. “That's what I said!” Retracting her bow, Nova speaks into her communicator. Her hood preventing the cops from hearing what she says. “Bad news Scarlet, twenty robots decided to head towards the mayor's house.” A particularly loud explosion of thunder makes the cops duck behind the wall again. Over the explosions, Nova can hear Scarlet screaming in frustration. “Fuuuuuuckkkkkkinggg realllllllllllly?” Nova looks at Kowalski, who is openly grinning now. Silence reigns for a second, until Scarlet Warden lands on the roof, her lightning still cackling around her as her boots hit the roof.
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Scarlet Warden lands on the rooftop and glares at Nova Ranger as her lightning dissipates. I just know she’s smirking at me beneath that stupid fucking hood. She turns towards the three cops, one in plainclothes who is staring at her seriously, a faint blush in her cheeks. “Who saw them head towards the mayor's house?” The plain clothes officer stands, and Scarlet Warden smirks, liking what she sees in front of her. The detective's pale skin shows beneath her ripped shirt, and the hint of abs makes Scarlet feel all tingly inside her center. Later. Finish this, then you can have your fun. She offers a hand, and the detective shakes it. “I saw them head there about two hours ago, but as you can see, we couldn't really do anything from up here, and all the radios were down stairs.” The woman shrugs, not looking too concerned about the well being of the mayor. Not like I give a shit about the smarmy bastard, but I don't want to hear about it tomorrow. Sighing, she tilts her head at Nova Ranger and frowns as she looks at the time, 5:32 am. Of fucking course. “Looks like we won't be going after The Fixer today. Any of our ‘normals’ see her leave?” Nova tilts her head for a second, listening to her communicator, then shakes her head. “Of course not...” Scarlet rolls her shoulders, calling up Moon Raven. “I guess they get to have their fun with her tonight.” The detective frowns at both of them, and Scarlet has an idea. As the phone rings, Scarlet points at the officers. “I want you three to take a squad car down to this address.” She sends the info to their wrist computers, and the cops have no choice but to slowly nod. “Help set up a perimeter and support Steel Ox and Moon Raven when you get there, they’ll probably be done by the time you get there, but you may need to help secure what's left of the villain.” The detective nods again, a frown on her face. “Are we arresting a new villain? Do you think they're behind all this?” Scarlet Warden taps her arm. Nah, this seems more like a glitch in their programming, seen it before but never on this scale.
Scarlet shakes her head. “Unlikely, she probably saw it on the news and decided to make her play.” She points at a news chopper hovering in the distance, and the Detective slowly nods. “You'll be cleaning up after Steel Ox and Moon Raven have their fun.” The detective snaps her head to Scarlet Warden, her whole body radiating disapproval. Scarlet Warden crosses her arms, staring down at the small woman. She lets lightning start to build up around her body and the Detective looks away, dropping the issue. Scarlet smirks at the woman, and points to a squad car. Sighing, the woman walks away, the two uniformed officers following behind her. Scarlet laughs to herself as the cops leave. “Always so fucking squeamish.” Nova shrugs, and Moon Raven finally answers the call. “Raven here.” The woman answers quietly. “Sorry if I woke you Raven, The Fixer was seen in the slums closest to your house, entering the sector's Federal Child Superpower Testing Center.” Those places give the creeps. Scarlet shudders, remembering her own time in one. Raven doesn’t answer for a moment, and Scarlet knows she’s pissed. “And you need us to take on a D class Villain? When you and Nova are awake?” There the bitches teeth are. Scarlet smiles tightly and she grinds her teeth. “I woke you, because Nova and I are dealing with hundreds of Police bots that suddenly woke up and attacked three separate police stations…” The squad car the three officers are in turns its sirens on and races out of the parking lot. ”... And we are 40 minutes away once we deal with this, while you two are only 10 minutes away.” Raven is quiet for another moment. “Oh.” “Do we think the Police bots malfunctioning are related to The Fixer breaking and entering again? She does use her little drones.” Scarlet's smile grows. Trust Moon Raven to think of that almost immediately. “I thought about it but don't think so, we've been destroying these bots for an hour now and it's all over the news. She probably saw it and took her chance. These drones are a bit more complicated than the crap she flies.” Scarlet can hear Raven getting out of bed as she answers. “We'll be at the testing center in 12 minutes, when we deal with the Fixer we'll come help.” Scarlet lets out a breath, annoyed she won't be the one reading the Judgement to The Fixer. “Thanks Raven, these are a cake walk, but they keep wandering away into the city.” And the fucking mayors house apparently. Warden hangs up the phone and summons her lightning as she starts to hover again. Nova pulls her bow out again and climbs on top of the wall, ready to jump to the ground three stories below. “Not going to tell them about the cops coming?” Scarlet glares at Nova. “Would you give a shit If I told you three ‘normals’ where on their way?” Nova barks out a laugh, her heavily distorted voice making ehr sound like a hyena. “Good Point.” She jumps off the wall as Scarlet Hovers after her.
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Nova sighs as she rips her arrow out of a robot. She stands straight and throws the ruined arrow to the ground. Looking around, she sees that every other robot is finally down. She grimaces at her arms, hating how dirty her arms and uniform are. Ugh I need a shower as soon as possible. Grimacing, she stretches, sighing in relief as her back pops. Her stomach rumbles, and she grins. Walking by the broken window of a grocery store, she steps in and grabs a protein bar. Taking a bite, she walks out, finally noticing the sun is slowly rising above the city. Fucking 7 am already, this took way longer than expected. She takes another bite, and offers another bar to Scarlet when she lands by her. Scarlet takes the bar, sticking it in a pocket in her golden flight suit. “Well, all the robots are finally done. Hip hip hoo-fuckin-ray.” Nova smiles, enjoying the first beams of light touching her skin. “Hey we saved the mayor and his mistress today.” Scarlet barks out a laugh as she stretches, groaning as her body releases built up tension. Nova taps the crumbs off her mouth with a napkin, then grimaces at the dirt on it. “Not that his wife will be happy. Ugh, I need a shower. We hear from Ox and Raven?” Scarlet shakes her head. “Other than them telling us they were entering the building, nothing.” Nova furrows her brow. “That's not like Raven. I can see Ox doing that, but not Raven.” Scarlet grimaces and nods. “I agree, I’m starting to get a bad feeling about this. I’ve called three times and no response. The choppers on its way now, so we should be getting there in the next 20 minutes or so. Sorry Nova, no shower yet.”
Nova grimaces and turns back into the store, looking for wet wipes. Returning a minute later, wiping her disgusting skin as clean as she can, she can hear the helicopter in the distance. “What about the cops we sent? Any word?” Scarlet starts to shake her head then stops, holding up a finger for silence. “Scarlet here… What do you mean the front office is destroyed? Where the fuck is Steel Ox and Moon Raven….” Nova Ranger stops her cleaning, her mouth open in shock as Scarlet Warden gets angrier and angrier, the red lightning crackling around her. “Stay out of the building, don't go any further. Set up a perimeter and stay the fuck back until we get there.” Scarlet Warden stares at Nova. “Steel Ox and Moon Raven are gone. They found Ravens daggers and some broken gadgets.”
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The helicopter ride over to the south slums was a somber one. Scarlet Warden coordinates with the response teams back at Judgement Square, while Nova Ranger quietly goes through the footage. The outside camera was on from when Fixer broke in, to when the Steel Ox made a flamboyant landing in front of the door. Then it cuts out. When it comes back on, the front entrance is almost completely destroyed.. The inside cameras are even stranger, the only footage available was from the camera facing the front door, and only became available after the cops showed up on scene. Every other internal camera was completely down as if they never existed. The only inside view shows The Fixer jimmy the lock then walk inside timidly, before she stands up proudly. The office was clean, and had a desk and multiple pieces of Child testing propaganda. The Fixers whole body is clad head to toe in black latex that seems to absorb light, the only skin visible are her dark red lips. Her scarlet hair reaches down to her waist. The Fixer locks onto the camera immediately, then smiles. She blows a kiss and the camera cuts out. When it comes back, the office is in shambles and the cops are slowly entering the room with their weapons drawn. They take a few steps into the office before detective Kowalski takes a knee by Raven's discarded weapons. She quickly stands back up, ushering her team out.
Now, Nova Ranger and Scarlet Warden stand in front of the Federal Testing Center silently side by side. The three cops have been joined by a response team from Judgement Square, and have secured the perimeter, their heavy rifles and body armor making them look like heavily armed troops. Crackling with red lightning, Scarlet Warden steps towards the entrance as Nova Ranger follows with her Bow, an arrow between her fingers ready to be drawn and released in an instant. Scarlet’s red lightning illuminates the front office, revealing every bit of furniture completely destroyed. Nova stops and stares at the far wall. Concrete and steel have seemingly fused together, the wall sagging inwards. Nova points at the damage with her arrow. “Raven did that with her plasma cannon.” Scarlet grunts and looks down at the floor, the concrete has been dented, as if something was flung down with enormous strength. Scarlet and Nova both crouch down, and stare at the dark red blood dried on the ground, surrounded by some sort of black melted metal. Nova swallows, then stares at Scarlet. “Whose blood do you think that is?” Scarlet grunts again as she stands, looking around. The two superheroes are surrounded by broken weapons, belts and harnesses, and the discarded blades of Moon Raven. A destroyed jump jet lies against one corner, making the answer seem quite clear. Nova swallows again. “Not enough blood here, I don’t think she’s d-dead.” Scarlet turns her head, her gray eyes burning into Nova’s green. Nova finds herself squirming under Scarlet's heated glare, her lightning growing in intensity around her.
Scarlet takes a deep breath, and the intensity dies down a little. “Agreed.” She says quietly. Nova looks around, taking in more of the damage. She retracts her bow, and follows the impacts. “I think Raven came in from upstairs.” She sees little bits of damage from the stairs to the center of the room. “They outnumbered her, maybe two or three of them. Incredibly strong. More villains?” She stares at the strange metallic metal surrounding what is most likely Moon Ravens blood. She grimaces. “She fought well, but I think they overpowered her and defeated her.” Scarlet Warden quickly nods, looking around. “We need a team in here to gather the evidence, get a team tracking them.” Nova nods, then curses. “Shit!” Scarlet whips her head around, and sees what Nova saw. On the ground lie two very small GPS trackers, cut out of Raven and Ox’s suit if Nova had to guess. Nova looks at Scarlet, and Scarlet closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. “Get that team in here ASAP.”
Nova nods, and quickly sends commands from her wrist computer as she stands, her worry growing by the second. Scarlet continues as she walks around the room. “The question is...” Nova looks up at Scarlet. “What happened to Steel Ox? He’s literally the strongest man on Earth. There's no way he would just let someone take his wife without a fight…” Nova takes a deep breath, fighting back tears of what might have happened to her off and on lover. “...He must have been taken out first.” Scarlet Warden tilts her head, then points. Nova follows her finger, and sees that she is pointing towards another set of stairs that seem to go down. Scarlet starts walking towards it, and Nova Ranger follows behind her, summoning her bow as Scarlet's lightning builds in intensity again. The stairs end at a door, and they both step into a large empty room. Broken lights hang from the ceiling, flickering on and off and giving the room an eerie feeling. Water and dust seem to coat everything, and destroyed furniture lays around the room. Almost in the center of the room, is a growing ring of destroyed concrete, like someone threw a rock into the water, then sculpted the ripples with concrete. Nova stares at the destruction, noticing the fist sized holes in the wall and the water spraying out, the basement already starting to flood. “Shiiiiit.” Scarlet looks back at Nova, and sadly nods. “I think we found where he was defeated.” It’s Nova's turn to nod, and she fights back tears. Oh Ox… Scarlet walks around the room, wrinkling her nose, she bends down, picking up a piece of paper from the center of the room as Nova watches, frozen near the entrance, her hands white around her bow.
The lightning builds in intensity, lighting the whole room in red as she breathes in and out, her anger a palpable thing to behold. The room starts to smell of ozone, before she stomps over to Nova, the air crackling around her. Scarlet thrusts the note to Nova, and Nova pries one hand off her bow to take it. She makes herself read it, her anger building rapidly. ‘I disagree with your so-called judgment. Ta Ta for now. - The Fixer.” Nova almost crumples the note, but instead takes a deep breath, and slips it into a plastic bag for evidence later. Scarlet stands by her, her rage rolling off her in waves. Nova swallows, then pats Scarlet on her rock hard bicep. “L-let's g-get out of here Scarlet. We’ll find that bitch, and rescue Ox and Raven.” Scarlet breathes hard, not saying a word as she turns and walks back up the stairs, Nova following closely behind her. Nova’s own rage and resolve grow stronger and stronger. Scarlet and Nova step out into the street. A heavy downpour of rain has started, soaking everything as explosive thunder roars all around them. Police and Order staff take cover as red lightning strikes all around the city, starting fires all over. Nova Ranger and Scarlet Warden keep walking, ignoring the calamity around them, for they have a super villain to kill.
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Re: Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil
by jimguy » Fri Mar 22, 2024 11:43 am
Looking forward for the next chapter
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Re: Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil
by Dartista1 » Fri Mar 22, 2024 4:48 pm
Chapter 2
Nova Ranger steps into Judgment Square, completely drenched from the downpour. She shakes her head, the water flinging off her hood onto the surrounding ‘normals’. Scarlet Warden, towering above her, doesn't even flinch, anger pouring off her in waves, the water pops and sizzles as it hits the red lightning surrounding her. Even as numb as she is, Nova notices that Scarlet isn’t wet at all. Not fair. She causes the storm and isn't even affected by it. Nova’s stomach growls and she frowns. Scarlet Warden finally sighs and looks at Nova. “Go get something to eat, take a shower, then come find me in an hour or so. We have a lot of work to do.” Without another word Scarlet stomps away. ‘Normals’ jump out of her way, pressing themselves against the wall so they aren't touched by the crackling lightning. Nova stares after Scarlet Warden, completely numb after this morning. Steel Ox… And Moon Raven are missing… And the Fixer, a supposed D class villain did it all… She shakes her head, and gets a whiff of herself. Ugh. Smoke and sweat. Shower first, then food. Her stomach growls again, and as always she pushes the feeling of hunger down, having no trouble ignoring it.
Nova walks through the Order Of Judgment headquarters, ignoring the ‘normals’ who press themselves against the wall, the complete silence that lingers around her as people shut their mouths as they see her. No doubt everyone has heard about our missing team members. They better not leak anything outside these doors. She startles, as she realizes she’s already in front of her door, and has been for sometime. She pushes open the door, sighing in relief as it locks behind her. She rips her wet dark hood off, throwing it on a drying rack. She strips out of her Order Uniform, the black leotard coated in dust and oil from defeated robots. She tosses it in the hamper along with her bra and panties, revealing her small perky breasts, red creases on her back and below her breasts from wearing a bra all day. She grimaces at the dirt that has gathered around her abs, hiding her V lines that she works so hard to have. Nova immediately turns the shower on as hot as it can go, and moans in pleasure as she steps into the steamy spray. Her muscular and trim body warms as the steaming water cleans the dirt and grime away. She viscously scrubs any sign of dirt and sweat away, feeling so much better as the grime is cleaned off her lithe body. She cleans her crotch, her hairless pussy. As tired and numb as she is, the lightest hint of arousal strikes her, and she moans as she slowly rubs her swollen clit. Her palm finds a bit of stubble on her pubic mound and she groans, her arousal instantly killed by the little bit of hair. Sighing she grabs her ultra sharp razor, and shaves the little bit of pubic hair. Deciding she needs it, she also removes the tiny amount of leg and arm hair that has grown since her last shower. Disgusting.
She sighs in relief as she finally feels clean, then spends the rest of her time cleaning her magnificent blonde hair with very expensive product. Finally feeling like a human again, she steps out of the shower and heads to the fridge as she dries. She grabs three unseasoned skinless chicken breasts and quickly cooks them. Eating them with small bites, she barely tastes the healthy meal as she dabs her lips with a napkin after each bite. She slowly nods off during the last few bites, almost passing out at the table. Groaning, Nova looks at her wrist computer. “Fucking 10 am. I’ve been up almost 30 hours now. Ugh.” She releases a small yawn, covering her mouth. “Excuse me.” Sighing, she realizes she won't be any help to Scarlet till she gets a quick cat nap. Sending a message to Scarlet, she slides into her perfectly made bed, not even messing the corners up. “Fuck!” Sighing she slides back out, and quickly throws her trash from the meal away before returning to bed. She's asleep almost the instant her head hits the pillow.
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Scarlet Warden rages as she marches through Judgment Square. The lightning crackles and radiates around her, filling the hallways with an eerie red glow and the sound of distant thunder. As she stomps towards her office, ‘normals’ jump out of the way, their faces carefully bland. Scarlet ignores them, her teeth clenching together as she grinds her teeth together. Her fists clench so tightly her nails are digging into her palms, slowly cutting the skin. Her latest secretary stands, opening her mouth. Scarlet whips her head towards her secretary and Scarlet shakes her head slightly. The secretary freezes, her mouth still open before she slowly lowers herself back into her chair, trembling. Scarlet slams the door open and storms in, the door bouncing off the stop and slamming behind her. “Fuck!” She screams, as she throws all the shit off her desk. She slams her desk computer into the wall, feeling great when it shatters into a hundred pieces. She slams her fist down on the mahogany desk, and yells in triumph as it breaks in half. “That cunt!” She smashes her chair into the wall, destroying a bookshelf and the chair in the process. She breathes hard, her lightning gathering as she finally takes a deep breath, and slowly lets it out. Her lightning slowly dissipates as it crackles around her. Rolling her shoulders, she looks around her trashed office. Tired of the mess she just made, she steps out of her office, glaring at her secretary. “Have someone clean up my office! ASAP!” The timid secretary shakes as she nods, reaching for her wrist computer. “Has the new intel team arrived yet?” The secretary freezes, then slowly nods. “Y-yes Ma’am. S-should I c-call them u-up?” Scarlet shakes her head. “No.” I'll go to them for once. Without a goodbye she marches away, leaving her secretary quivering in her chair.
Her heavy steps echo down the quiet hallways. Though the hallways are filled with ‘normals’, none dare speak. They all know that Steel Ox and Raven Moon are missing, and dare not speak where Nova Ranger or Scarlet Warden can hear them, and take their wrath out on them. Scarlet Warden stomps her way through, unaware and uncaring of how the ‘normals’ are acting. She taps her foot as she waits for an elevator, glaring at the buttons. The door opens, revealing three shocked men. “Out!” Scarlet barks, and the men jump and run out. Scarlet huffs and walks in, slamming her fist on the lowest floor. Intelligence. The elevator accepts her genetic code, overriding any other stop, it heads down. Scarlet crosses her arms, tapping her breastplate, she grimaces as she pulls the armor down, wishing she had changed before having to do this crap. Her breasts were sore beneath her armor, even as well fitted as it was, any pressure on breasts for so long was bound to cause discomfort. The elevator door opens, and two Order guards stand at attention and salute Scarlet. Ignoring them, she marches past them, slamming open the door leading into the intelligence wing. A handful of people whip their heads around at the loud bang, then quickly look away, trying to become invisible.
Ignoring them, Scarlet walks past the many cubicles, directly to the director's office at the back. Without knocking Scarlet storms in, staring at the newest director. The newest director, only hired last night, crosses her arms and raises her brows as Scarlet storms in. The hispanic looking woman is wearing a well fitted suit, her brown eyebrow raised sardonically. Her black hair in a bun. “How can I help Ma’am?” Scarlet smirks, towering over the woman who must be 5'8'' or so, the top of her head only up to Scarlet's shoulders. Good, she’s not an idiot trying to do small talk in a situation like this. “I need your team to head to the testing site Ox and Raven were last seen at. Then send another team to each of the police stations to see if you can find a link between them.” The woman nods, typing into her wrist computer. “I already sent the majority of my team to the Federal Site. They got there 20 minutes ago and will tell me when they are done. I'll send my auxiliary teams to the police stations attacked last night now.” Scarlet nods, appreciating the woman's efficiency. “Good, keep me informed.” “Aye Ma’am.” The new director, Amy Fuentes executes a textbook salute, her right hand in a fist slamming into her left chest. Scarlet nods and turns around, before slowly turning back towards Fuentes. “Have you had time to go over the former director's plans? Prododine’s in particular?” Fuentes grimaces and puts her arm down, pulling out a thick report. “I have.” Scarlet raises an eyebrow. “What do you think of the plan to get Nova into Prododine?” Fuentes scoffs. “It won’t work, not as it's planned now.” Scarlet frowns, her temper starting to rise again. “Care to explain your reasoning, Fuentes?” Fuentes smirks, and gestures towards the chair beside Scarlet. Scarlet rolls her eyes and sits, her muscular bulk causing the chair to groan in protest. Fuentes sits as well, and looks through her thick folder. “I’ve had agents attempt to get into Prododine before on other assignments. Janitors, code monkeys, even tried slipping an executive in who was owned by us.” Fuentes shrugs. “Nothing worked, all got fired within a week. Everytime without fail, they slip up, and Prodoine pounces.” Scarlet scoffs, waving away the danger. “Nova is one of the best, she can do it where no one else has.”
Fuentes opens her palms, as if placating Scarlet. “I know, I've read her file front and back, and you guys probably don't remember this. But I have worked with you guys before, several years ago when you came to San Fran chasing Termite Sam.” Scarlet cringes and chuckles, remembering that idiot. Poor fucker never had a chance when we gave him to Raven to test her toys on. In a better mood now, Scarlet smiles at Fuentes. “Well, Ms. Fuentes, what would you recommend?” Fuentes smiles, pulling out another, smaller report. “This is what I came up with on the way here, and in between getting set up and sending teams out.” She slides the report to Scarlet, who picks it up. “I happen to know slipping Nova in as an executive won’t work. The CEO, Lilliane Shields is a paranoid bitch and has an iron grip on her board. Nova would be found out quickly. Then we would have a whole other can of worms on top of this.” Scarlet frowns and nods. Nova getting caught spying on an American company is almost worse than Ox and Raven getting captured. “What other positions can you think of Nova getting into, where she will still be able to find any dirt?” Fuentes smiles, her canines showing and her eyes harden. “I happen to know that Ms. Shields' secretary is very, very pregnant. Maternity leave for Prododine is, well to be honest, one of the best in the country. This woman will be out of work for almost a year I bet.” Scarlet feels her smile start to build. “I bet, within the four days, the position will open up, and we can let Nova work her magic and get hired.” Fuentes shrugs. “Here's the problem though, and I think you'll agree it's a big problem.” Scarlet glares at Fuentes, waiting for her to continue. “Ms. Shields is a bit of a philanthropist, and she still has final say on who is hired. She won't hire the best worker or the one with the best connections, she’ll want the woman with the most need, a woman she can help. The woman who has the most to lose if she doesn't get the job.” Scarlet cringes, not liking where this is going, and knowing Nova will hate it even more.
“We need Nova to play at something she hates. She needs to be dirt fucking poor. Living out of a crappy car or apartment the entire time she’s undercover. She won’t just need to act poor, she needs to be poor. While Nova’s undercover, if we want this to work, we need her to have no access to her funds, none of her fathers money, none of the Judgment funds. She needs to be a woman one bounced paycheck away from homelessness.” Fuentes shrugs again. “If Nova refuses, a different cover story is already being worked on, but this will be our best option to infiltrate Prododine for the foreseeable future.” Scarlet groans and rests her hands on her face. “Nova won’t agree to that, not for this, not to take down a dinky little company, especially not when Ox and Raven are fucking missing.” Fuentes shrugs. “Then I’ll come up with something else after we rescue Ox and Raven. This will only work for the next few days anyway.” Scarlet stands, and finally reaches over to shake the woman's hand as Scarlet sighs. “Thanks Ms. Fuentes, you're already doing better work than your predecessor.” Fuentes smiles and opens her mouth to reply, when she suddenly freezes, her eyes rapidly reading something in her glasses. “Shit. Scarlet Warden, you might want to bring Nova Ranger down, my team found something, and it's related to Prododine.” Scarlet feels her rage build, and just stops herself from crushing the woman's hand.
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The chirping of her computer wakes Nova from a deep sleep. Instantly awake, she jumps out of bed, reading the alert. “Come down to intel. Now. Info on Ox and Raven.” Shit! Quickly brushing her teeth, she downs a protein shake as she slides her leotard uniform on. Slipping her hood on, Nova’s out the door only two minutes after being awoken. As she jogs through the silent halls, she checks the time. I’ve only been asleep for 30 minutes. The new team seems much faster than Greg’s. Entering the elevator she taps her foot as she is brought down. The door opens, revealing two security guards, who immediately salute. Ignoring them Nova heads past all the cubicles, to the directors office in the back. Entering the room she sees the new director, her handler, for the first time. A tall Spanish lady in her 30’s, with a pair of serious looking glasses, sits behind Gregs old desk, talking seriously with Scarlet. Anger rolls off Scarlet as she turns to Nova. “Tell Nova what you just told me.” Fuentes points at a chair, and Nova sits as she asks. “What is this about?” Fuentes grimaces and begins. “There was a mole in the Order, and we think she has connections to Prododine.” Nova freezes, her blood running cold. “A fucking mole? Here? What the fuck!” Anger starts to pour off her as well, and now she wonders why Scarlet isn’t destroying anything. Fuentes nods sadly. “After I sent our teams to examine the site where Ox and Raven disappeared, I had another team review security tapes from Judgment Square for the past week. Last night, only hours before the robots went haywire, this occurred.
On Fuentes’s desk, a video appears, showing what appears to be a lower level of Judgment Square. Ox is walking down a hallway, seemingly stalking someone. Suddenly he wraps his arms around nothing, and pulls it into a closet. “What the fuck?” Fuentes shrugs. “We have no idea, these cameras are supposed to be completely secure. At first we thought it was you using invisibility, but you were still talking with Scarlet in her office when this occurred. Only a few moments later, Ox walks out, looking bothered, his cock hard against his suit. “Looks like he was trying to fuck someone and got pulled away.” That ‘normal’ maybe? Nova says as much. “There was a new ‘normal’ in our meeting yesterday… He said he was going to go after her…” Fuentes nods. “That's what we thought after talking to Scarlet, and found her on other cameras leaving the meeting, but between one stairwell and the next, she disappears from everything. It's like she disappeared from the building, even her tracking device turned off, and that should be impossible here.” Nova shakes her head, unable to believe someone was walking around their headquarters completely untracked. “Do we know where she went? How long has this bitch worked for us?” Fuentes grimaces. “Two weeks, and get this, the name she gave was ‘Jane Doe’.” Nova scoffs.”We seriously had a Jane Doe working for us, as in a clearly fake name. What the fuck!” Scarlet stands and paces in the small office, her anger growing. “This isn’t even the worst fucking part Nova.” Scarlet motions for Fuentes to continue, the veins in her neck bulging and on her forehead bulging. Fuentes coughs, and switches the view of the camera. “This is the archive in the basement, at the end of the hallway you just saw.” Nothing appears to be happening, until a folder is removed from underneath a table and placed on top, seemingly by nothing. A second later, a latex clad figure is staring right at the camera, her blood red lips pulled into a predatory smile, her scarlet hair dangling behind her. “Fixer!” Nova almost shouts, her voice rising in anger. Then the Fixer and folder vanish, as if they were never there. “What? How did she do that?” Fuentes grimaces. “We have no idea, but we think she just broke the cameras again, because ‘Jane Doe’, with black hair I might add, was seen on camera leaving the building at her regular quitting time. I sent a team to her apartment on file, but the complex itself was completely abandoned.” Nova groans. “Of fucking course.”
She takes a deep breath, trying to think of how this happened. “How did this breach happen?” Fuentes coughs and looks embarrassed. “You and Ox fucking happened Nova!” Nova whips her head around in shock, so fast her hood nearly comes off. Scarlet is staring down at her, her hands on her hips. “What the fuck does that mean Scarlet!” Nova yells as she stands, her much smaller stature dwarfed by Scarlets. “You and Ox fucked your way through so many fucking ‘normal’ women that HR was having a hard time getting anyone to fucking work for us. They started accepting literally anybody, as anyone smart would stay the fuck away from us so they werent fucking raped.” Nova scoffs. “We didnt fucking rape anyone! How ridiculous!” Scarlet breaths hard, visibly attempting to calm herself down, red lighting beginning to crackle around her. “That may be how you see it Nova, but the ‘normals’ don’t and stopped fucking applying to work for us.” Glaring at each other, neither willing to back down, they both focus their angry glares on Fuentes when she raises a hand and continues quietly. “Whatever it was, you guys have a serious problem with the staff right now. I would recommend a cleaning of house for anyone you can’t 100% vouch for.” Scarlet grinds her teeth, the noise noticeable in the small room then nods. Fuentes lets out a long breath of air. “And here is where ‘Jane Doe’ and The Fixer may be attached to Prododine. I want to be clear, there is no hard evidence and would not stand up to an investigation from the Federal Task force if we acted on it.” Fuentes takes a deep breath, her hands nervously fiddling with the paper in front of her. Scarlet and Nova looming over her.
“I’ve seen ‘Jane Doe’ before on a previous investigation.” Nova and Scarlet let out a long breath, then both sit down again. “ I believe she used to work for their research and development team in Prododine’s San Fran. office a year or so back. She stuck out to me, because ‘Jane Doe’ made one of our only successful informants disappear on her first day. Poof. Years of work gone. Then she herself disappeared, and this is the first time anyone has seen her since.” Fuentes taps her nails on the desk. “How this ‘Jane Doe’ and The Fixer tie in, I have no idea. Maybe she stole some top secret shit and disappeared before Prododine could take care of her and reappeared as the Fixer. Maybe it's two separate people, we don’t know.” Fuentes leans back and shrugs her shoulders. “That's all we know right now, but I can’t help but feel Prododine is involved somehow.” Scarlet lets out a sigh and nods. “Fuck. I agree.” She looks over at Nova, her face uncomfortable. “And this is where you come in Nova.” Nova nods, already aware of the plan to infiltrate the higher parts of Prododine, if there's any info to be found, she’s the only one who can do it properly. “I agree, maybe as an executive I can find a link between ‘Jane Doe’ and the Fixer… and if Prododine has something to do with their capture.” Scarlet and Fuentes grimace and look at each other, and Nova looks back and forth between the two. She laughs nervously, her voice still distorted behind her hood. “Why are you two looking at each other like that?” Scarlet finally looks back at Nova. “Because Nova, the plan has changed. Fuentes has convinced me that our original plan won’t work.” Nova swallows, not liking Scarlet's face one fucking bit.
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“What the fuck do you mean I have to be a poor!” Nova screams, her hands clenching so hard into the chair that her nails are digging through the leather. I’ve been a lot of things undercover, but never fucking poor! “There has to be a better fucking way!” Scarlet grimaces and shakes her head. “I thought so too, and if we hadn’t found this link between Fixer and Prododine, we could wait and build a better cover story. But we can’t miss this opportunity.” Nova shakes her head, unable to believe what she’s hearing. Her heart racing at the thought of not having access to her funds. “And a fucking secretary! Even if it is for the CEO, theres no fucking way I would get access to anything!” Usually I go undercover as a big shot, or fuck my way up to have access! I doubt Shields even likes women! And I would be reliant on one source of small income! Almost fucking homeless! She jumps up, pacing behind Scarlet, Fuentes remaining silent as Scarlet and Nova hash it out. “Nova, I know we are asking a lot, but think of it this way. If Prododine has anything to do with The Fixer or the kidnapping of Ox and Raven, you will be the one to find it.” Nova shakes her head, unable to listen to reason. Poor! A fucking peasant! Miranda Kyra has never been poor! Nova shakes her head again, clenching her fist, wanting to kill something. Wanting to kill fucking Fuentes and her stupid idea.
“Nova! Are you afraid you can’t do it?” Nova snaps her head around, glaring at Scarlet beneath her hood. “You know I can fucking do it Scarlet!” Scarlet scoffs and laughs. “Then why are you so fucking afraid Nova?” Nova starts to stomp towards Scarlet, ready to scratch her eyes out when Fuentes interrupts. “Nova, no one else can pull this off. You are the only choice for this. I promise that if we don’t find anything in a timely manner, we will pull you out.” Fuentes smiles. “And if we do find something, you can take as much as Prododines assets when they are inevitably seized by the Government.” That makes Nova finally pause. Prododine is one of the fastest growing companies in the States… And, I am the best. Nova starts to calm down. I can deal with the audacity of acting like a peasant for a little bit at least. She takes a deep breath, releasing her anger as she sits. “Fine, I'll fucking do it. When do we need to start?” Scarlet stands. “Thank you Nova, you don’t need me for this part.” And with that Scarlets leaves the room. Nova shakes her head, staring back at Fuentes who has started typing. “I want Lilliane Shields if she’s found to be involved.” Fuentes raises an eyebrow at Nova, her mouth smirking upwards. “Why?” Nova shrugs. That pretty piece of ass, I'd love to break her for what I’m being forced to do. “No reason.” Fuentes shrugs. “Done. Now, let's go over your cover, and I am sorry Nova, but there's no other way, not on our timeline.” Nova crosses her muscular legs, her stomach rumbles loudly, the beginning of her hunger starting to hit her. I fucking hate how much I have to eat to stay fit and use my powers. Fuentes raises an eyebrow, staring at Nova’s flat stomach as she blushes. “I’ve heard that you need to eat more than the average person to use your powers… How much do you need to eat a day to remain strong?” Nova sighs, slightly embarrassed as she always is when she has to talk about her hunger. “Why do you need to know Amy?” Fuentes furrows her brow. “Because Nova, you'll have a harder time accessing food on your new salary, and as your handler, I need to make sure you won’t starve to death.”
Nova sighs, sinking slightly into her chair. “About 5,000 calories a day, 6,000 if I use my powers for longer than a few minutes. Lower than that and I start losing muscle, then my powers.” Fuentes continues writing and nods. “I see, that shouldn't be a worry then.” Fuentes stops writing and sends the report to Nova. “You will be Miri Anasteli, playing off your Greek heritage. You will be an only child and an orphan, your parents were killed in the Summer War of 36.” Feuntes raises a delicate eyebrow. “Your what? 23? 25?” Nova nods. “23.” And none of my family was dumb enough to fight in that silly little war. “Okay Miri, you're 24 years old and graduated from California's State Academy last year in communications, and have been unable to get a job since. You sold everything you owned to move here in your car, and haven't had any luck. This opportunity is a god send for you, as it will mean the difference between starving on the streets or making it big.” Nova scoffs, unable to believe that anyone would choose to live like that. Why not simply work harder? Lazy Idiots. “I got it Fuentes, just send me the backstory and I'll be ready.” Fuentes slowly nods. “Alright… I’ll have all the documents saying your Miri Anasteli and all of her history ready by tomorrow.” Nova nods and stands, ready to eat something then work out till she crashes. She walks out the door, leaving Fuentes smirking at her back.
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Fuentes smiles and looks at her new office. Poor Greg, you really never expected anyone to start sabotaging your work from the Feds did you? Fuentes laughs to herself, and shakes her head as she sends a secret coded message to her friend, Lilliane Shields, attached with all the info she’s found for Nova Ranger. “God I hate you bitch! You were right! They agreed to it almost instantly. Nova Ranger should be applying for the job as soon as it’s posted.” She hums as she thinks of what else to add. “Oh, I also convinced them to clean shop, so you can prepare to put your own people in place. Once again you were right, they just took me at my word, certain I have their best interest at heart. - Amy” She clicks send as she laughs, then gets to work, creating evidence to put Prododine and The Fixer in the best position possible. Several minutes later Lillianes reply comes in, and Fuentes laughs. A picture of Lilliane posing over the unconscious body of Steel Ox. making a kissy face at the camera, her black latex outfit revealing her whole head. “Aw I love you too Amy! You doubted me being wrong? Me! More seriously, thanks for all the hard work you're doing love, I'll see you when this is all over and you can buy me drinks! Be safe!” Fuentes laughs again as the message deletes itself, and she sends the request for Nova Rangers documents to her team.
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Scarlet Raven marches back into her office, no longer destroyed from her earlier rage. She nods in approval at the quick work they little ‘normals’ did in fixing her office. I still need to break something, and I know just the thing. She feels her rage build, and she turns around and leaves, heading for the hiring manager's office. Moments later, Scarlet grins as she kicks the door in, enjoying the high pitched scream from within. “Wha- Heeeelp!” Scarlet Warden steps in, smirking at the cowering screaming woman. Scarlet furrows her brow at the smell of urine as the young woman pisses herself in fear, a small puddle forming beneath her. “You fucking disgusting child.” The woman trembles and cries, unable to say a word. “You’re fired, you useless piece of crap, you have 5 minutes to get out before security is called. Oh, also tell your entire team they are fired as well. I hope none of you expect to work in this city ever again.” Scarlet turns around on her heel and storms out, grinning at the look of terror on the woman's face. Scarlet laughs as she pictures the woman again, trembling in her own piss as it spread from her crotch. God. ‘Normals’ are so fucking pathetic, at least firing all these useless shit heads bring me some joy. The smile fades from her face. I hope Nova can find something at Prododine, it doesn't sound like Fuentes will find anything at the site. Scarlet sighs, fatigue settling over her like an anvil. She fights a yawn, and makes a mental note to let Fuentes in on replacing all the people Scarlet will be firing soon. Checking through her mental list, she grimaces. Fuck i’m about to fire over 60% of our workforce… How did I let it get this bad? Her rage builds, lightning starting to crackle around her as the smell of ozone follows behind her. Fucking Ox and Nova, couldn’t keep it in their pants, and all the competent people fucking left… Maybe with Ox gone, and Nova on assignment we can get some good fucking people in here that wont leave immediately.
She returns to her office, her grin returning as she sits in her new chair, her powers still crackling around her as she types up a new email, listing whole departments and certain individuals. “You are terminated immediately. Do not expect severance or a recommendation. “ She checks the time. 1:00 pm October 8th, 2041. She grimaces, fighting another yawn. “Be out of here by 1:15pm or face federal charges. - Scarlet Warden.” “Aaand send.” She smiles, imagining hundreds of workers suddenly out of a job that they were awful at. “Serves you all right.” Now. Time to break something. Yawning, she stands, and exits her room, past her crying secretary who’s packing her things. Scarlet strolls to her room close by, and locks it behind her. Yawning again, she removes the armor around her breasts and crotch. Scarlet sighs in relief as the heavy metal reduces pressure on her DD sized breasts. She unties her boots and steps out of them, wiggling her toes. Unzipping her golden flight suit, she steps out, revealing her naked body to the room. Scarlet rolls her massive shoulders, her shoulders popping as they roll and she twists her muscular neck, enjoying the cracking. Her well defined abs and back muscles ripple as she walks towards her latest conquest. A defeated criminal lies whimpering and moaning in bed, her arms and legs secured spread eagle on her bed, a vibrator tied to her pussy still vibrating full blast. Scarlet Warden smirks as she swings her legs over the criminal, Scarlet’s powerful thighs on either side of her now. Scarlet smiles down at the criminal, whose eyes are covered and mouth is gagged. Tears and drool run down the woman's face, and Scarlet runs a gentle hand down their cheek. The criminal cries harder, hyperventilating at Scarlet's soft touch. “Did you miss me, scum?” The criminal whimpers and cries, unable to speak.
Scarlet squeezes her thighs, and the criminal whimpers in pain. Scarlet laughs, and removes the blinders and gag, the woman's empty gaze staring past Scarlet, as if Scarlet isn't even here. Scarlet slaps the woman, and she whimpers. “Sorry scum, but I've had a real shitty day.” Scarlet laughs as she places her pussy on the woman's face, and starts grinding herself across her face. “Lick bitch.” The woman whimpers, and licks as best as she can. Scarlet growls and grabs the woman's head, shoving her harder against her. “Harder cunt!” The woman tries harder, and Scarlet moans, her release so close after such a hard day. Scarlet feels her pleasure building and she pants as her red lighting forms around her. The woman beneath her cries out as she’s continuously shocked, but after so long as Scarlet's toy, she knows it's worse if she stops. The woman cries as each painful shock strikes her, mixing with her own pleasure from her constant companion the vibrator. Scarlet feels her storm of pleasure reaching her peak, and she suddenly moans out as she cums, her whole body shaking and her lightning striking around the room. She laughs as the woman cries out in pain. Finished, scarlet stands up, her legs weak and body heavy. Unstrapping the woman, she puts her in another set of restraints, and throws her in the cage, which then retracts into the wall, leaving the criminal in complete darkness again, but safe from Scarlet, for now. Scarlet shakes her head. “What a day… And I'm going to have to replace that criminal soon.” She smiles, imagining The Fixer as her own little toy. “Soon Fixer, you and I will meet!” Feeling her arousal build again, Scarlet smiles and lays down. She laughs quietly, remembering the woman who pissed herself in fear. With a smile till on her lips, Scarlet falls asleep almost instantly.
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Nova Ranger is woken out of a deep sleep by the piercing intruder alarm. “What the fuck!” She jumps out of bed, quickly throwing her Uniform and hood on. Grabbing her bow and quiver, she runs out of her room. Scarlet Warden running out of her room at the same time, her armor already on and her lightning gathering around her. “What's going on?” Scarlet shakes her head. “Intruder alert at the front door, probably some fucking disgruntled employee.” Nova nods and the two run towards the front. A voice interjects on their comms, Fuentes. “Its the fucking Fixer! And she's just sitting there waiting! I already woke up every security team we have, and they are waiting on you two to make their move.” The Fixer? Here? What a cocky fucking bitch. Nova and Scarlet nod at each other as they approach the front door, the door used for the ‘normals’ and those with business with The Order. Taking a deep breath, Nova stalks behind Scarlet as Scarlet kicks open the door, the sun has set long ago, leaving the courtyard in darkness. Scarlet marches forward, her lightning crackling around her as Nova heads left, ready to get behind the woman sitting on a wall, her legs kicking beneath her as she hums.
The Fixer remains sitting, smiling down at the two as she kicks her black combat heels back and forth. “Finally! I’ve been waiting here for 30 minutes!” The Fixers voice is surprisingly low and seductive, sending a shiver down Nova’s spine. The Fixer jumps down, landing easily on her feet, only 30 feet away from them. I could shoot her now and be done with this. The Fixer holds a hand out. “That's far enough Rosalina!” Scarlet stops in shock, and Nova feels her own mouth drop open. What the fuck? She knows Scarlet's name! Nova starts to draw an arrow, about to fire when The Fixer grins at Nova. Nova grimaces, the only skin showing on The Fixer is her dark red lips, easy to spot at this distance with Nova’s amazing vision. “Oh Miranda, I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Nova grunts, hearing her true name, and lowers the arrow, ready to fire it still at a moment's notice. Scarlet places her hands on her hips. “What do you want, Fixer? Here to give yourself up?” The Fixer laughs, a low seductive chuckle. “Why would I do that Rosalina? I have William and Luna, I have all the cards.” Ox and Raven! The Fixer taps her lips, then smiles. “Maybe you two should give up to me! Then you can join Steel Ox and Moon Raven with their rehabilitation!” Rehabilitation? Nova quietly stalks out of Fixers eye sight, trying to get in a good position to let loose if she needs to. She keeps her invisibility just out of reach, ready to grab it and use it if needed. “Rehabilitation, Fixer? What have you done to Ox and Raven?” The red lightning grows in intensity around Scarlet, and Nova knows she’s going to attack soon. The Fixer looks at her nails, then back at Scarlet, her blood red lips pulling further into a predatory smile.
“What I told you silly!” Scarlet growls in anger at the villain. “...I’m rehabilitating them into productive members of society, no longer will they be a threat to so-called ‘normals’. The Fixer claps, causing Nova to startle. “I'm just here to tell you two. You have one year before my work is done, if you rescue them by October 2042, everything will be reversible.” She shrugs and pouts. “If you don’t, well, tough break for them.” Scarlet snarls and claps her hand, a large blast of lighting exploding right where The Fixer was standing. The sound hits almost instantaneously as Nova grabs her invisibility. That had to have destroyed her! The flash from Scarlets lighting dissipates, revealing nothing where the Fixer was standing moments ago. “Oh Rosalina!” Scarlet starts to hover in the air, the smell of ozone building, looking for the Fixer again. “You have to try harder than that.” The Fixer starts cackling, and Nova draws and releases an arrow at the shadow the sounds came from. The Fixer, still cackling, walks out of the shadows, Nova’s arrow caught in her hand. “Miranda! Tsk tsk.” Fixer points the arrow back at Nova, shaking it at her. “Remember you two. One year from now! The clock is ticking to save your friends!” The Fixer sends the arrow back at Nova and Nova gasps as she just barely jumps out of the way, so surprised she drops her invisibility. How the fuck did she see me!
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Scarlet Warden feels her rage building and building, her powers building as the rage builds and builds. Lighting cracks all around her, distant thunder reverberates in the air as the Fixer steps out of the shadows, one of Nova’s arrows in her hand. “Remember you two. One year from now! The clock is ticking to save your friends!” The Fixer suddenly shoots the arrow away from her into empty space. Nova drops out of invisibility as she just barely dodges the flung arrow. Shit! How? Scarlet points both fingers at the latex clad Fixer, who smiles up at her, her blood red lips pulling up to reveal her white teeth. Scarlet rapidly starts snapping her fingers as she yells out, her low voice heard even over the rapid firing of her lighting and thunder. Bolt after bolt strikes the Fixers location, and she finally stops, lowering her hands. A smoking pile of glass is all that remains of where the Fixer was standing seconds ago. The Fixer steps out of the smoke, and Scarlet feels her mouth drop open in shock as she brings her hands up again. What the fuck! “Rosalina? Aren't you tired of throwing TEMPER TANTRUMS like a CHILD.” Scarlet Warden freezes and blinks, her brain covered by a fog, and when her eyes open again, The Fixer is gone. Scarlet shakes her head, trying to clear the fog that left as soon as it arrived. Scarlet looks around the blurry landscape, seeing that the Fixer is truly gone. “What happ…” She swallows, feeling her emotions quickly rising, and blinks her eyes rapidly, willing her sudden tears to disappear as Nova walks up to her. Maybe Nova saw her. “Where did she go?”
Nova shakes her head, her voice distorted from the hood. “I have no idea. One second she was here, then poof! She was gone…” Nova tilts her head. “What did she say to you before she left? One second, you were staring at her, about to release another blast of lightning. The next, you looked surprised she was gone? Are you okay Scarlet?” Scarlet opens her mouth, and almost starts bawling. Shocked, she shuts it and more cautiously she answers. “I… I have no idea… She stepped out of the smoke and fire… then I don't remember anything else.” Scarlet rubs her temples, a slight headache building behind her eyes. I'm just tired, and my emotions are close to the surface. “I have no idea if she did anything to me… I don't think so… She never got close.” Nova nods slowly, then chuckles ruefully. “Guess we shouldn't have fired all our doctors then.” Scarlet laughs nervously. “Guess not.” She shakes her head and sighs, looking at her wrist computer. “Ugh, 4 am. Are we ever going to get a good night's sleep again?” Nova laughs as she retracts her bow. “Probably not.” Nova swallows, emotion clear in her voice as she turns serious for once. “Wh-what do you think she’s doing to them?” Scarlet cringes and shakes her head. “I have no idea Nova, but we can stop her. We have to stop her.” Nova nods, and absently pats Scarlet on her stomach.
Scarlet feels butterflies build in her stomach and blushes, looking away as she chews on her bottom lip nervously. “Let's get Fuentes out here, and see what she can find. Maybe she can tell us if the Fixer really was sitting out here for 30 fucking minutes.” Nova sighs and takes her hand away, making Scarlet almost sigh in disappointment. What is going on with me? Scarlet shakes her head to clear away the fatigue. I need to sleep badly. Nova nods absently.“Maybe they can find something out, but for us, we need sleep.” Scarlet nods, and the two superheroes walk back into Judgment Square. Nova’s stomach growls, and Scarlet smirks. “You might want to eat again before bed Nova.” Nova shakes her head, her face determined. “No, I already had enough today. I can wait till tomorrow.” Scarlet shrugs and calls Fuentes, letting her know what they need her to do. Fuentes agrees rapidly. Scarlet coughs, a little embarrassed. “I need you to find us a new pair of Doctors, any idea?” Fuentes is silent for a moment. “No not really, but I can check with my contacts in San Fran, they probably have some ideas.” Scarlet sighs. “Good enough. I need a new secretary also, can you handle that?” This time Fuentes answers immediately. “Absolutely, that one I can do no problem, I'll have candidates for you tomorrow.” Scarlet nods and cuts the link, absently waving at Nova as Scarlet enters her room. She barely has time to pull her armor and suit off before she crashes on her bed, asleep before her head hits the pillow.
Nova Ranger steps into Judgment Square, completely drenched from the downpour. She shakes her head, the water flinging off her hood onto the surrounding ‘normals’. Scarlet Warden, towering above her, doesn't even flinch, anger pouring off her in waves, the water pops and sizzles as it hits the red lightning surrounding her. Even as numb as she is, Nova notices that Scarlet isn’t wet at all. Not fair. She causes the storm and isn't even affected by it. Nova’s stomach growls and she frowns. Scarlet Warden finally sighs and looks at Nova. “Go get something to eat, take a shower, then come find me in an hour or so. We have a lot of work to do.” Without another word Scarlet stomps away. ‘Normals’ jump out of her way, pressing themselves against the wall so they aren't touched by the crackling lightning. Nova stares after Scarlet Warden, completely numb after this morning. Steel Ox… And Moon Raven are missing… And the Fixer, a supposed D class villain did it all… She shakes her head, and gets a whiff of herself. Ugh. Smoke and sweat. Shower first, then food. Her stomach growls again, and as always she pushes the feeling of hunger down, having no trouble ignoring it.
Nova walks through the Order Of Judgment headquarters, ignoring the ‘normals’ who press themselves against the wall, the complete silence that lingers around her as people shut their mouths as they see her. No doubt everyone has heard about our missing team members. They better not leak anything outside these doors. She startles, as she realizes she’s already in front of her door, and has been for sometime. She pushes open the door, sighing in relief as it locks behind her. She rips her wet dark hood off, throwing it on a drying rack. She strips out of her Order Uniform, the black leotard coated in dust and oil from defeated robots. She tosses it in the hamper along with her bra and panties, revealing her small perky breasts, red creases on her back and below her breasts from wearing a bra all day. She grimaces at the dirt that has gathered around her abs, hiding her V lines that she works so hard to have. Nova immediately turns the shower on as hot as it can go, and moans in pleasure as she steps into the steamy spray. Her muscular and trim body warms as the steaming water cleans the dirt and grime away. She viscously scrubs any sign of dirt and sweat away, feeling so much better as the grime is cleaned off her lithe body. She cleans her crotch, her hairless pussy. As tired and numb as she is, the lightest hint of arousal strikes her, and she moans as she slowly rubs her swollen clit. Her palm finds a bit of stubble on her pubic mound and she groans, her arousal instantly killed by the little bit of hair. Sighing she grabs her ultra sharp razor, and shaves the little bit of pubic hair. Deciding she needs it, she also removes the tiny amount of leg and arm hair that has grown since her last shower. Disgusting.
She sighs in relief as she finally feels clean, then spends the rest of her time cleaning her magnificent blonde hair with very expensive product. Finally feeling like a human again, she steps out of the shower and heads to the fridge as she dries. She grabs three unseasoned skinless chicken breasts and quickly cooks them. Eating them with small bites, she barely tastes the healthy meal as she dabs her lips with a napkin after each bite. She slowly nods off during the last few bites, almost passing out at the table. Groaning, Nova looks at her wrist computer. “Fucking 10 am. I’ve been up almost 30 hours now. Ugh.” She releases a small yawn, covering her mouth. “Excuse me.” Sighing, she realizes she won't be any help to Scarlet till she gets a quick cat nap. Sending a message to Scarlet, she slides into her perfectly made bed, not even messing the corners up. “Fuck!” Sighing she slides back out, and quickly throws her trash from the meal away before returning to bed. She's asleep almost the instant her head hits the pillow.
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Scarlet Warden rages as she marches through Judgment Square. The lightning crackles and radiates around her, filling the hallways with an eerie red glow and the sound of distant thunder. As she stomps towards her office, ‘normals’ jump out of the way, their faces carefully bland. Scarlet ignores them, her teeth clenching together as she grinds her teeth together. Her fists clench so tightly her nails are digging into her palms, slowly cutting the skin. Her latest secretary stands, opening her mouth. Scarlet whips her head towards her secretary and Scarlet shakes her head slightly. The secretary freezes, her mouth still open before she slowly lowers herself back into her chair, trembling. Scarlet slams the door open and storms in, the door bouncing off the stop and slamming behind her. “Fuck!” She screams, as she throws all the shit off her desk. She slams her desk computer into the wall, feeling great when it shatters into a hundred pieces. She slams her fist down on the mahogany desk, and yells in triumph as it breaks in half. “That cunt!” She smashes her chair into the wall, destroying a bookshelf and the chair in the process. She breathes hard, her lightning gathering as she finally takes a deep breath, and slowly lets it out. Her lightning slowly dissipates as it crackles around her. Rolling her shoulders, she looks around her trashed office. Tired of the mess she just made, she steps out of her office, glaring at her secretary. “Have someone clean up my office! ASAP!” The timid secretary shakes as she nods, reaching for her wrist computer. “Has the new intel team arrived yet?” The secretary freezes, then slowly nods. “Y-yes Ma’am. S-should I c-call them u-up?” Scarlet shakes her head. “No.” I'll go to them for once. Without a goodbye she marches away, leaving her secretary quivering in her chair.
Her heavy steps echo down the quiet hallways. Though the hallways are filled with ‘normals’, none dare speak. They all know that Steel Ox and Raven Moon are missing, and dare not speak where Nova Ranger or Scarlet Warden can hear them, and take their wrath out on them. Scarlet Warden stomps her way through, unaware and uncaring of how the ‘normals’ are acting. She taps her foot as she waits for an elevator, glaring at the buttons. The door opens, revealing three shocked men. “Out!” Scarlet barks, and the men jump and run out. Scarlet huffs and walks in, slamming her fist on the lowest floor. Intelligence. The elevator accepts her genetic code, overriding any other stop, it heads down. Scarlet crosses her arms, tapping her breastplate, she grimaces as she pulls the armor down, wishing she had changed before having to do this crap. Her breasts were sore beneath her armor, even as well fitted as it was, any pressure on breasts for so long was bound to cause discomfort. The elevator door opens, and two Order guards stand at attention and salute Scarlet. Ignoring them, she marches past them, slamming open the door leading into the intelligence wing. A handful of people whip their heads around at the loud bang, then quickly look away, trying to become invisible.
Ignoring them, Scarlet walks past the many cubicles, directly to the director's office at the back. Without knocking Scarlet storms in, staring at the newest director. The newest director, only hired last night, crosses her arms and raises her brows as Scarlet storms in. The hispanic looking woman is wearing a well fitted suit, her brown eyebrow raised sardonically. Her black hair in a bun. “How can I help Ma’am?” Scarlet smirks, towering over the woman who must be 5'8'' or so, the top of her head only up to Scarlet's shoulders. Good, she’s not an idiot trying to do small talk in a situation like this. “I need your team to head to the testing site Ox and Raven were last seen at. Then send another team to each of the police stations to see if you can find a link between them.” The woman nods, typing into her wrist computer. “I already sent the majority of my team to the Federal Site. They got there 20 minutes ago and will tell me when they are done. I'll send my auxiliary teams to the police stations attacked last night now.” Scarlet nods, appreciating the woman's efficiency. “Good, keep me informed.” “Aye Ma’am.” The new director, Amy Fuentes executes a textbook salute, her right hand in a fist slamming into her left chest. Scarlet nods and turns around, before slowly turning back towards Fuentes. “Have you had time to go over the former director's plans? Prododine’s in particular?” Fuentes grimaces and puts her arm down, pulling out a thick report. “I have.” Scarlet raises an eyebrow. “What do you think of the plan to get Nova into Prododine?” Fuentes scoffs. “It won’t work, not as it's planned now.” Scarlet frowns, her temper starting to rise again. “Care to explain your reasoning, Fuentes?” Fuentes smirks, and gestures towards the chair beside Scarlet. Scarlet rolls her eyes and sits, her muscular bulk causing the chair to groan in protest. Fuentes sits as well, and looks through her thick folder. “I’ve had agents attempt to get into Prododine before on other assignments. Janitors, code monkeys, even tried slipping an executive in who was owned by us.” Fuentes shrugs. “Nothing worked, all got fired within a week. Everytime without fail, they slip up, and Prodoine pounces.” Scarlet scoffs, waving away the danger. “Nova is one of the best, she can do it where no one else has.”
Fuentes opens her palms, as if placating Scarlet. “I know, I've read her file front and back, and you guys probably don't remember this. But I have worked with you guys before, several years ago when you came to San Fran chasing Termite Sam.” Scarlet cringes and chuckles, remembering that idiot. Poor fucker never had a chance when we gave him to Raven to test her toys on. In a better mood now, Scarlet smiles at Fuentes. “Well, Ms. Fuentes, what would you recommend?” Fuentes smiles, pulling out another, smaller report. “This is what I came up with on the way here, and in between getting set up and sending teams out.” She slides the report to Scarlet, who picks it up. “I happen to know slipping Nova in as an executive won’t work. The CEO, Lilliane Shields is a paranoid bitch and has an iron grip on her board. Nova would be found out quickly. Then we would have a whole other can of worms on top of this.” Scarlet frowns and nods. Nova getting caught spying on an American company is almost worse than Ox and Raven getting captured. “What other positions can you think of Nova getting into, where she will still be able to find any dirt?” Fuentes smiles, her canines showing and her eyes harden. “I happen to know that Ms. Shields' secretary is very, very pregnant. Maternity leave for Prododine is, well to be honest, one of the best in the country. This woman will be out of work for almost a year I bet.” Scarlet feels her smile start to build. “I bet, within the four days, the position will open up, and we can let Nova work her magic and get hired.” Fuentes shrugs. “Here's the problem though, and I think you'll agree it's a big problem.” Scarlet glares at Fuentes, waiting for her to continue. “Ms. Shields is a bit of a philanthropist, and she still has final say on who is hired. She won't hire the best worker or the one with the best connections, she’ll want the woman with the most need, a woman she can help. The woman who has the most to lose if she doesn't get the job.” Scarlet cringes, not liking where this is going, and knowing Nova will hate it even more.
“We need Nova to play at something she hates. She needs to be dirt fucking poor. Living out of a crappy car or apartment the entire time she’s undercover. She won’t just need to act poor, she needs to be poor. While Nova’s undercover, if we want this to work, we need her to have no access to her funds, none of her fathers money, none of the Judgment funds. She needs to be a woman one bounced paycheck away from homelessness.” Fuentes shrugs again. “If Nova refuses, a different cover story is already being worked on, but this will be our best option to infiltrate Prododine for the foreseeable future.” Scarlet groans and rests her hands on her face. “Nova won’t agree to that, not for this, not to take down a dinky little company, especially not when Ox and Raven are fucking missing.” Fuentes shrugs. “Then I’ll come up with something else after we rescue Ox and Raven. This will only work for the next few days anyway.” Scarlet stands, and finally reaches over to shake the woman's hand as Scarlet sighs. “Thanks Ms. Fuentes, you're already doing better work than your predecessor.” Fuentes smiles and opens her mouth to reply, when she suddenly freezes, her eyes rapidly reading something in her glasses. “Shit. Scarlet Warden, you might want to bring Nova Ranger down, my team found something, and it's related to Prododine.” Scarlet feels her rage build, and just stops herself from crushing the woman's hand.
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The chirping of her computer wakes Nova from a deep sleep. Instantly awake, she jumps out of bed, reading the alert. “Come down to intel. Now. Info on Ox and Raven.” Shit! Quickly brushing her teeth, she downs a protein shake as she slides her leotard uniform on. Slipping her hood on, Nova’s out the door only two minutes after being awoken. As she jogs through the silent halls, she checks the time. I’ve only been asleep for 30 minutes. The new team seems much faster than Greg’s. Entering the elevator she taps her foot as she is brought down. The door opens, revealing two security guards, who immediately salute. Ignoring them Nova heads past all the cubicles, to the directors office in the back. Entering the room she sees the new director, her handler, for the first time. A tall Spanish lady in her 30’s, with a pair of serious looking glasses, sits behind Gregs old desk, talking seriously with Scarlet. Anger rolls off Scarlet as she turns to Nova. “Tell Nova what you just told me.” Fuentes points at a chair, and Nova sits as she asks. “What is this about?” Fuentes grimaces and begins. “There was a mole in the Order, and we think she has connections to Prododine.” Nova freezes, her blood running cold. “A fucking mole? Here? What the fuck!” Anger starts to pour off her as well, and now she wonders why Scarlet isn’t destroying anything. Fuentes nods sadly. “After I sent our teams to examine the site where Ox and Raven disappeared, I had another team review security tapes from Judgment Square for the past week. Last night, only hours before the robots went haywire, this occurred.
On Fuentes’s desk, a video appears, showing what appears to be a lower level of Judgment Square. Ox is walking down a hallway, seemingly stalking someone. Suddenly he wraps his arms around nothing, and pulls it into a closet. “What the fuck?” Fuentes shrugs. “We have no idea, these cameras are supposed to be completely secure. At first we thought it was you using invisibility, but you were still talking with Scarlet in her office when this occurred. Only a few moments later, Ox walks out, looking bothered, his cock hard against his suit. “Looks like he was trying to fuck someone and got pulled away.” That ‘normal’ maybe? Nova says as much. “There was a new ‘normal’ in our meeting yesterday… He said he was going to go after her…” Fuentes nods. “That's what we thought after talking to Scarlet, and found her on other cameras leaving the meeting, but between one stairwell and the next, she disappears from everything. It's like she disappeared from the building, even her tracking device turned off, and that should be impossible here.” Nova shakes her head, unable to believe someone was walking around their headquarters completely untracked. “Do we know where she went? How long has this bitch worked for us?” Fuentes grimaces. “Two weeks, and get this, the name she gave was ‘Jane Doe’.” Nova scoffs.”We seriously had a Jane Doe working for us, as in a clearly fake name. What the fuck!” Scarlet stands and paces in the small office, her anger growing. “This isn’t even the worst fucking part Nova.” Scarlet motions for Fuentes to continue, the veins in her neck bulging and on her forehead bulging. Fuentes coughs, and switches the view of the camera. “This is the archive in the basement, at the end of the hallway you just saw.” Nothing appears to be happening, until a folder is removed from underneath a table and placed on top, seemingly by nothing. A second later, a latex clad figure is staring right at the camera, her blood red lips pulled into a predatory smile, her scarlet hair dangling behind her. “Fixer!” Nova almost shouts, her voice rising in anger. Then the Fixer and folder vanish, as if they were never there. “What? How did she do that?” Fuentes grimaces. “We have no idea, but we think she just broke the cameras again, because ‘Jane Doe’, with black hair I might add, was seen on camera leaving the building at her regular quitting time. I sent a team to her apartment on file, but the complex itself was completely abandoned.” Nova groans. “Of fucking course.”
She takes a deep breath, trying to think of how this happened. “How did this breach happen?” Fuentes coughs and looks embarrassed. “You and Ox fucking happened Nova!” Nova whips her head around in shock, so fast her hood nearly comes off. Scarlet is staring down at her, her hands on her hips. “What the fuck does that mean Scarlet!” Nova yells as she stands, her much smaller stature dwarfed by Scarlets. “You and Ox fucked your way through so many fucking ‘normal’ women that HR was having a hard time getting anyone to fucking work for us. They started accepting literally anybody, as anyone smart would stay the fuck away from us so they werent fucking raped.” Nova scoffs. “We didnt fucking rape anyone! How ridiculous!” Scarlet breaths hard, visibly attempting to calm herself down, red lighting beginning to crackle around her. “That may be how you see it Nova, but the ‘normals’ don’t and stopped fucking applying to work for us.” Glaring at each other, neither willing to back down, they both focus their angry glares on Fuentes when she raises a hand and continues quietly. “Whatever it was, you guys have a serious problem with the staff right now. I would recommend a cleaning of house for anyone you can’t 100% vouch for.” Scarlet grinds her teeth, the noise noticeable in the small room then nods. Fuentes lets out a long breath of air. “And here is where ‘Jane Doe’ and The Fixer may be attached to Prododine. I want to be clear, there is no hard evidence and would not stand up to an investigation from the Federal Task force if we acted on it.” Fuentes takes a deep breath, her hands nervously fiddling with the paper in front of her. Scarlet and Nova looming over her.
“I’ve seen ‘Jane Doe’ before on a previous investigation.” Nova and Scarlet let out a long breath, then both sit down again. “ I believe she used to work for their research and development team in Prododine’s San Fran. office a year or so back. She stuck out to me, because ‘Jane Doe’ made one of our only successful informants disappear on her first day. Poof. Years of work gone. Then she herself disappeared, and this is the first time anyone has seen her since.” Fuentes taps her nails on the desk. “How this ‘Jane Doe’ and The Fixer tie in, I have no idea. Maybe she stole some top secret shit and disappeared before Prododine could take care of her and reappeared as the Fixer. Maybe it's two separate people, we don’t know.” Fuentes leans back and shrugs her shoulders. “That's all we know right now, but I can’t help but feel Prododine is involved somehow.” Scarlet lets out a sigh and nods. “Fuck. I agree.” She looks over at Nova, her face uncomfortable. “And this is where you come in Nova.” Nova nods, already aware of the plan to infiltrate the higher parts of Prododine, if there's any info to be found, she’s the only one who can do it properly. “I agree, maybe as an executive I can find a link between ‘Jane Doe’ and the Fixer… and if Prododine has something to do with their capture.” Scarlet and Fuentes grimace and look at each other, and Nova looks back and forth between the two. She laughs nervously, her voice still distorted behind her hood. “Why are you two looking at each other like that?” Scarlet finally looks back at Nova. “Because Nova, the plan has changed. Fuentes has convinced me that our original plan won’t work.” Nova swallows, not liking Scarlet's face one fucking bit.
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“What the fuck do you mean I have to be a poor!” Nova screams, her hands clenching so hard into the chair that her nails are digging through the leather. I’ve been a lot of things undercover, but never fucking poor! “There has to be a better fucking way!” Scarlet grimaces and shakes her head. “I thought so too, and if we hadn’t found this link between Fixer and Prododine, we could wait and build a better cover story. But we can’t miss this opportunity.” Nova shakes her head, unable to believe what she’s hearing. Her heart racing at the thought of not having access to her funds. “And a fucking secretary! Even if it is for the CEO, theres no fucking way I would get access to anything!” Usually I go undercover as a big shot, or fuck my way up to have access! I doubt Shields even likes women! And I would be reliant on one source of small income! Almost fucking homeless! She jumps up, pacing behind Scarlet, Fuentes remaining silent as Scarlet and Nova hash it out. “Nova, I know we are asking a lot, but think of it this way. If Prododine has anything to do with The Fixer or the kidnapping of Ox and Raven, you will be the one to find it.” Nova shakes her head, unable to listen to reason. Poor! A fucking peasant! Miranda Kyra has never been poor! Nova shakes her head again, clenching her fist, wanting to kill something. Wanting to kill fucking Fuentes and her stupid idea.
“Nova! Are you afraid you can’t do it?” Nova snaps her head around, glaring at Scarlet beneath her hood. “You know I can fucking do it Scarlet!” Scarlet scoffs and laughs. “Then why are you so fucking afraid Nova?” Nova starts to stomp towards Scarlet, ready to scratch her eyes out when Fuentes interrupts. “Nova, no one else can pull this off. You are the only choice for this. I promise that if we don’t find anything in a timely manner, we will pull you out.” Fuentes smiles. “And if we do find something, you can take as much as Prododines assets when they are inevitably seized by the Government.” That makes Nova finally pause. Prododine is one of the fastest growing companies in the States… And, I am the best. Nova starts to calm down. I can deal with the audacity of acting like a peasant for a little bit at least. She takes a deep breath, releasing her anger as she sits. “Fine, I'll fucking do it. When do we need to start?” Scarlet stands. “Thank you Nova, you don’t need me for this part.” And with that Scarlets leaves the room. Nova shakes her head, staring back at Fuentes who has started typing. “I want Lilliane Shields if she’s found to be involved.” Fuentes raises an eyebrow at Nova, her mouth smirking upwards. “Why?” Nova shrugs. That pretty piece of ass, I'd love to break her for what I’m being forced to do. “No reason.” Fuentes shrugs. “Done. Now, let's go over your cover, and I am sorry Nova, but there's no other way, not on our timeline.” Nova crosses her muscular legs, her stomach rumbles loudly, the beginning of her hunger starting to hit her. I fucking hate how much I have to eat to stay fit and use my powers. Fuentes raises an eyebrow, staring at Nova’s flat stomach as she blushes. “I’ve heard that you need to eat more than the average person to use your powers… How much do you need to eat a day to remain strong?” Nova sighs, slightly embarrassed as she always is when she has to talk about her hunger. “Why do you need to know Amy?” Fuentes furrows her brow. “Because Nova, you'll have a harder time accessing food on your new salary, and as your handler, I need to make sure you won’t starve to death.”
Nova sighs, sinking slightly into her chair. “About 5,000 calories a day, 6,000 if I use my powers for longer than a few minutes. Lower than that and I start losing muscle, then my powers.” Fuentes continues writing and nods. “I see, that shouldn't be a worry then.” Fuentes stops writing and sends the report to Nova. “You will be Miri Anasteli, playing off your Greek heritage. You will be an only child and an orphan, your parents were killed in the Summer War of 36.” Feuntes raises a delicate eyebrow. “Your what? 23? 25?” Nova nods. “23.” And none of my family was dumb enough to fight in that silly little war. “Okay Miri, you're 24 years old and graduated from California's State Academy last year in communications, and have been unable to get a job since. You sold everything you owned to move here in your car, and haven't had any luck. This opportunity is a god send for you, as it will mean the difference between starving on the streets or making it big.” Nova scoffs, unable to believe that anyone would choose to live like that. Why not simply work harder? Lazy Idiots. “I got it Fuentes, just send me the backstory and I'll be ready.” Fuentes slowly nods. “Alright… I’ll have all the documents saying your Miri Anasteli and all of her history ready by tomorrow.” Nova nods and stands, ready to eat something then work out till she crashes. She walks out the door, leaving Fuentes smirking at her back.
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Fuentes smiles and looks at her new office. Poor Greg, you really never expected anyone to start sabotaging your work from the Feds did you? Fuentes laughs to herself, and shakes her head as she sends a secret coded message to her friend, Lilliane Shields, attached with all the info she’s found for Nova Ranger. “God I hate you bitch! You were right! They agreed to it almost instantly. Nova Ranger should be applying for the job as soon as it’s posted.” She hums as she thinks of what else to add. “Oh, I also convinced them to clean shop, so you can prepare to put your own people in place. Once again you were right, they just took me at my word, certain I have their best interest at heart. - Amy” She clicks send as she laughs, then gets to work, creating evidence to put Prododine and The Fixer in the best position possible. Several minutes later Lillianes reply comes in, and Fuentes laughs. A picture of Lilliane posing over the unconscious body of Steel Ox. making a kissy face at the camera, her black latex outfit revealing her whole head. “Aw I love you too Amy! You doubted me being wrong? Me! More seriously, thanks for all the hard work you're doing love, I'll see you when this is all over and you can buy me drinks! Be safe!” Fuentes laughs again as the message deletes itself, and she sends the request for Nova Rangers documents to her team.
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Scarlet Raven marches back into her office, no longer destroyed from her earlier rage. She nods in approval at the quick work they little ‘normals’ did in fixing her office. I still need to break something, and I know just the thing. She feels her rage build, and she turns around and leaves, heading for the hiring manager's office. Moments later, Scarlet grins as she kicks the door in, enjoying the high pitched scream from within. “Wha- Heeeelp!” Scarlet Warden steps in, smirking at the cowering screaming woman. Scarlet furrows her brow at the smell of urine as the young woman pisses herself in fear, a small puddle forming beneath her. “You fucking disgusting child.” The woman trembles and cries, unable to say a word. “You’re fired, you useless piece of crap, you have 5 minutes to get out before security is called. Oh, also tell your entire team they are fired as well. I hope none of you expect to work in this city ever again.” Scarlet turns around on her heel and storms out, grinning at the look of terror on the woman's face. Scarlet laughs as she pictures the woman again, trembling in her own piss as it spread from her crotch. God. ‘Normals’ are so fucking pathetic, at least firing all these useless shit heads bring me some joy. The smile fades from her face. I hope Nova can find something at Prododine, it doesn't sound like Fuentes will find anything at the site. Scarlet sighs, fatigue settling over her like an anvil. She fights a yawn, and makes a mental note to let Fuentes in on replacing all the people Scarlet will be firing soon. Checking through her mental list, she grimaces. Fuck i’m about to fire over 60% of our workforce… How did I let it get this bad? Her rage builds, lightning starting to crackle around her as the smell of ozone follows behind her. Fucking Ox and Nova, couldn’t keep it in their pants, and all the competent people fucking left… Maybe with Ox gone, and Nova on assignment we can get some good fucking people in here that wont leave immediately.
She returns to her office, her grin returning as she sits in her new chair, her powers still crackling around her as she types up a new email, listing whole departments and certain individuals. “You are terminated immediately. Do not expect severance or a recommendation. “ She checks the time. 1:00 pm October 8th, 2041. She grimaces, fighting another yawn. “Be out of here by 1:15pm or face federal charges. - Scarlet Warden.” “Aaand send.” She smiles, imagining hundreds of workers suddenly out of a job that they were awful at. “Serves you all right.” Now. Time to break something. Yawning, she stands, and exits her room, past her crying secretary who’s packing her things. Scarlet strolls to her room close by, and locks it behind her. Yawning again, she removes the armor around her breasts and crotch. Scarlet sighs in relief as the heavy metal reduces pressure on her DD sized breasts. She unties her boots and steps out of them, wiggling her toes. Unzipping her golden flight suit, she steps out, revealing her naked body to the room. Scarlet rolls her massive shoulders, her shoulders popping as they roll and she twists her muscular neck, enjoying the cracking. Her well defined abs and back muscles ripple as she walks towards her latest conquest. A defeated criminal lies whimpering and moaning in bed, her arms and legs secured spread eagle on her bed, a vibrator tied to her pussy still vibrating full blast. Scarlet Warden smirks as she swings her legs over the criminal, Scarlet’s powerful thighs on either side of her now. Scarlet smiles down at the criminal, whose eyes are covered and mouth is gagged. Tears and drool run down the woman's face, and Scarlet runs a gentle hand down their cheek. The criminal cries harder, hyperventilating at Scarlet's soft touch. “Did you miss me, scum?” The criminal whimpers and cries, unable to speak.
Scarlet squeezes her thighs, and the criminal whimpers in pain. Scarlet laughs, and removes the blinders and gag, the woman's empty gaze staring past Scarlet, as if Scarlet isn't even here. Scarlet slaps the woman, and she whimpers. “Sorry scum, but I've had a real shitty day.” Scarlet laughs as she places her pussy on the woman's face, and starts grinding herself across her face. “Lick bitch.” The woman whimpers, and licks as best as she can. Scarlet growls and grabs the woman's head, shoving her harder against her. “Harder cunt!” The woman tries harder, and Scarlet moans, her release so close after such a hard day. Scarlet feels her pleasure building and she pants as her red lighting forms around her. The woman beneath her cries out as she’s continuously shocked, but after so long as Scarlet's toy, she knows it's worse if she stops. The woman cries as each painful shock strikes her, mixing with her own pleasure from her constant companion the vibrator. Scarlet feels her storm of pleasure reaching her peak, and she suddenly moans out as she cums, her whole body shaking and her lightning striking around the room. She laughs as the woman cries out in pain. Finished, scarlet stands up, her legs weak and body heavy. Unstrapping the woman, she puts her in another set of restraints, and throws her in the cage, which then retracts into the wall, leaving the criminal in complete darkness again, but safe from Scarlet, for now. Scarlet shakes her head. “What a day… And I'm going to have to replace that criminal soon.” She smiles, imagining The Fixer as her own little toy. “Soon Fixer, you and I will meet!” Feeling her arousal build again, Scarlet smiles and lays down. She laughs quietly, remembering the woman who pissed herself in fear. With a smile till on her lips, Scarlet falls asleep almost instantly.
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Nova Ranger is woken out of a deep sleep by the piercing intruder alarm. “What the fuck!” She jumps out of bed, quickly throwing her Uniform and hood on. Grabbing her bow and quiver, she runs out of her room. Scarlet Warden running out of her room at the same time, her armor already on and her lightning gathering around her. “What's going on?” Scarlet shakes her head. “Intruder alert at the front door, probably some fucking disgruntled employee.” Nova nods and the two run towards the front. A voice interjects on their comms, Fuentes. “Its the fucking Fixer! And she's just sitting there waiting! I already woke up every security team we have, and they are waiting on you two to make their move.” The Fixer? Here? What a cocky fucking bitch. Nova and Scarlet nod at each other as they approach the front door, the door used for the ‘normals’ and those with business with The Order. Taking a deep breath, Nova stalks behind Scarlet as Scarlet kicks open the door, the sun has set long ago, leaving the courtyard in darkness. Scarlet marches forward, her lightning crackling around her as Nova heads left, ready to get behind the woman sitting on a wall, her legs kicking beneath her as she hums.
The Fixer remains sitting, smiling down at the two as she kicks her black combat heels back and forth. “Finally! I’ve been waiting here for 30 minutes!” The Fixers voice is surprisingly low and seductive, sending a shiver down Nova’s spine. The Fixer jumps down, landing easily on her feet, only 30 feet away from them. I could shoot her now and be done with this. The Fixer holds a hand out. “That's far enough Rosalina!” Scarlet stops in shock, and Nova feels her own mouth drop open. What the fuck? She knows Scarlet's name! Nova starts to draw an arrow, about to fire when The Fixer grins at Nova. Nova grimaces, the only skin showing on The Fixer is her dark red lips, easy to spot at this distance with Nova’s amazing vision. “Oh Miranda, I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Nova grunts, hearing her true name, and lowers the arrow, ready to fire it still at a moment's notice. Scarlet places her hands on her hips. “What do you want, Fixer? Here to give yourself up?” The Fixer laughs, a low seductive chuckle. “Why would I do that Rosalina? I have William and Luna, I have all the cards.” Ox and Raven! The Fixer taps her lips, then smiles. “Maybe you two should give up to me! Then you can join Steel Ox and Moon Raven with their rehabilitation!” Rehabilitation? Nova quietly stalks out of Fixers eye sight, trying to get in a good position to let loose if she needs to. She keeps her invisibility just out of reach, ready to grab it and use it if needed. “Rehabilitation, Fixer? What have you done to Ox and Raven?” The red lightning grows in intensity around Scarlet, and Nova knows she’s going to attack soon. The Fixer looks at her nails, then back at Scarlet, her blood red lips pulling further into a predatory smile.
“What I told you silly!” Scarlet growls in anger at the villain. “...I’m rehabilitating them into productive members of society, no longer will they be a threat to so-called ‘normals’. The Fixer claps, causing Nova to startle. “I'm just here to tell you two. You have one year before my work is done, if you rescue them by October 2042, everything will be reversible.” She shrugs and pouts. “If you don’t, well, tough break for them.” Scarlet snarls and claps her hand, a large blast of lighting exploding right where The Fixer was standing. The sound hits almost instantaneously as Nova grabs her invisibility. That had to have destroyed her! The flash from Scarlets lighting dissipates, revealing nothing where the Fixer was standing moments ago. “Oh Rosalina!” Scarlet starts to hover in the air, the smell of ozone building, looking for the Fixer again. “You have to try harder than that.” The Fixer starts cackling, and Nova draws and releases an arrow at the shadow the sounds came from. The Fixer, still cackling, walks out of the shadows, Nova’s arrow caught in her hand. “Miranda! Tsk tsk.” Fixer points the arrow back at Nova, shaking it at her. “Remember you two. One year from now! The clock is ticking to save your friends!” The Fixer sends the arrow back at Nova and Nova gasps as she just barely jumps out of the way, so surprised she drops her invisibility. How the fuck did she see me!
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Scarlet Warden feels her rage building and building, her powers building as the rage builds and builds. Lighting cracks all around her, distant thunder reverberates in the air as the Fixer steps out of the shadows, one of Nova’s arrows in her hand. “Remember you two. One year from now! The clock is ticking to save your friends!” The Fixer suddenly shoots the arrow away from her into empty space. Nova drops out of invisibility as she just barely dodges the flung arrow. Shit! How? Scarlet points both fingers at the latex clad Fixer, who smiles up at her, her blood red lips pulling up to reveal her white teeth. Scarlet rapidly starts snapping her fingers as she yells out, her low voice heard even over the rapid firing of her lighting and thunder. Bolt after bolt strikes the Fixers location, and she finally stops, lowering her hands. A smoking pile of glass is all that remains of where the Fixer was standing seconds ago. The Fixer steps out of the smoke, and Scarlet feels her mouth drop open in shock as she brings her hands up again. What the fuck! “Rosalina? Aren't you tired of throwing TEMPER TANTRUMS like a CHILD.” Scarlet Warden freezes and blinks, her brain covered by a fog, and when her eyes open again, The Fixer is gone. Scarlet shakes her head, trying to clear the fog that left as soon as it arrived. Scarlet looks around the blurry landscape, seeing that the Fixer is truly gone. “What happ…” She swallows, feeling her emotions quickly rising, and blinks her eyes rapidly, willing her sudden tears to disappear as Nova walks up to her. Maybe Nova saw her. “Where did she go?”
Nova shakes her head, her voice distorted from the hood. “I have no idea. One second she was here, then poof! She was gone…” Nova tilts her head. “What did she say to you before she left? One second, you were staring at her, about to release another blast of lightning. The next, you looked surprised she was gone? Are you okay Scarlet?” Scarlet opens her mouth, and almost starts bawling. Shocked, she shuts it and more cautiously she answers. “I… I have no idea… She stepped out of the smoke and fire… then I don't remember anything else.” Scarlet rubs her temples, a slight headache building behind her eyes. I'm just tired, and my emotions are close to the surface. “I have no idea if she did anything to me… I don't think so… She never got close.” Nova nods slowly, then chuckles ruefully. “Guess we shouldn't have fired all our doctors then.” Scarlet laughs nervously. “Guess not.” She shakes her head and sighs, looking at her wrist computer. “Ugh, 4 am. Are we ever going to get a good night's sleep again?” Nova laughs as she retracts her bow. “Probably not.” Nova swallows, emotion clear in her voice as she turns serious for once. “Wh-what do you think she’s doing to them?” Scarlet cringes and shakes her head. “I have no idea Nova, but we can stop her. We have to stop her.” Nova nods, and absently pats Scarlet on her stomach.
Scarlet feels butterflies build in her stomach and blushes, looking away as she chews on her bottom lip nervously. “Let's get Fuentes out here, and see what she can find. Maybe she can tell us if the Fixer really was sitting out here for 30 fucking minutes.” Nova sighs and takes her hand away, making Scarlet almost sigh in disappointment. What is going on with me? Scarlet shakes her head to clear away the fatigue. I need to sleep badly. Nova nods absently.“Maybe they can find something out, but for us, we need sleep.” Scarlet nods, and the two superheroes walk back into Judgment Square. Nova’s stomach growls, and Scarlet smirks. “You might want to eat again before bed Nova.” Nova shakes her head, her face determined. “No, I already had enough today. I can wait till tomorrow.” Scarlet shrugs and calls Fuentes, letting her know what they need her to do. Fuentes agrees rapidly. Scarlet coughs, a little embarrassed. “I need you to find us a new pair of Doctors, any idea?” Fuentes is silent for a moment. “No not really, but I can check with my contacts in San Fran, they probably have some ideas.” Scarlet sighs. “Good enough. I need a new secretary also, can you handle that?” This time Fuentes answers immediately. “Absolutely, that one I can do no problem, I'll have candidates for you tomorrow.” Scarlet nods and cuts the link, absently waving at Nova as Scarlet enters her room. She barely has time to pull her armor and suit off before she crashes on her bed, asleep before her head hits the pillow.
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Re: Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil
by Dartista1 » Fri Mar 22, 2024 4:51 pm
Chapter 2 cont.
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Nova wakes up the next day starving. Sighing, she gets out of bed as her stomach growls angrily. She puts on a designer half hoodie, then slides into form fitting yoga pants. Starting with the treadmill, Nova increases the speed to a sprint, and maintains that tempo for as long as she can. As she sprints, her breathing steady, she processes the past few days. Ox and Raven gone. The Fixer taunting them last night, unable to hit her. She shudders as she runs, her next mission fills her with dread. Not just acting poor, but actually being poor so they don’t catch on. This might actually be difficult to pull off. She increases the speed and keeps sprinting. And I'll probably have to beg Lilliane Shields during the interview so I actually get the job. Ugh, the fucking worst. She lets out a long breath, glancing at the time. “Twenty minutes of sprinting, time for weights.” Nova steps off the treadmill, having not even broken a sweat and immediately starts deadlifting, having no issue with her warmup weight of 280lbs. After 10 sets of 4, she finally is starting to feel the burn, a small trickle of sweat starting down her back. She starts jumping jacks again as she cools down from deadlifts, about to really ramp the weight up. Her muscles have no issue supporting her as she quickly knocks out 100 jumping jacks, her rock hard abs and thighs easily powering through, no jiggle to be seen on her body but her ass and breasts. After another hour of working out, Nova finally steps on her scale for her weekly weigh in. At 5’3” and 145 lbs, the body mass index would label her as overweight. But with her muscles and lithe figure, anyone can see how fit Nova Ranger really is. Smiling at her reflection, she finally rewards herself with a shower, cleaning off the nasty sweat from her body and cleaning her skin and hair with her expensive products. Sighing in relief, she finally cooks breakfast as she dries. Since she used her power last night, she rewards herself with an extra skinless chicken breast, and uses skim milk in her protein shake instead of water. She mechanically eats, barely tasting the small bites, making sure to keep her mouth clean with her napkins, hating the feel of any food on her lips.
Sighing in relief at her stomach shutting up, she quietly cleans her pots and pans, making sure her counter space is perfectly clean. Just as she finishes, Fuentes pings her for a call. No rest for the wicked I guess. She pulls on a sundress that costs more than most people's cars and answers the ping. “What Amy?” Amy Fuentes cuts right to the chase. “One of my sources saw Prododines CEO’s secretary start maternity leave early, we believe the position will open up any moment, we need to get you in position now. We have your documents ready, so please come down when you're ready.” Nova lets out a long sigh, looking forlornly at her amazing dress. Goodbye proper clothing. Fuck. “I'll be there in a moment.” Nova cuts the call, and takes her dress off, laying it out in the dirty laundry basket. She grabs a clean leotard and her hood, quickly getting dressed. She pulls on her expensive combat boots, and heads to the Intelligence wing.
Already agitated at what's to come, she steps off the elevator, shoving a woman who was waiting for it. “Move it cunt.” The woman stammers an apology as she picks herself back up as Nova storms past into the intel wing. Nova steps into Fuentes’s office, draping herself in a seat. “Let's get this over with.” Fuentes raises an eyebrow. “Do you plan on charming Lilliane Shields into hiring you like that, Nova?” Nova sighs and sits up straight. Suddenly she shrinks in on herself, her arms wrapped around her stomach as if she is trying to sit up straight, but is too timid to do so. Her voice modulator turning off, her voice sounds so much younger as she falls into her roll. “I’m so sorry I’m late Ms. Fuentes!” She lets her lower lip quiver, tears springing into her hidden eyes as she lets herself blush. “M-my car quit on m-me, a-and I h-had to run the l-last block!” Nova mimes wiping tears from her eyes, then wrings her hands pathetically. “I-it won’t happen again! I promise.” Fuentes barks out a laugh as Nova sighs and drapes herself back over the chair. “Okay I see you have this in hand, but, can you keep it up for months?” Nova shrugs, unconcerned. “My longest job was three years, I had a husband and everything who has no idea what happened to me.” Nova smiles to herself as Fuentes’s mouth drop opens in surprise, before she shuts it quickly. Made you believe that little lie didn't I? I made sure he thought I was dead. “I see, so this shouldn't really be an issue for you Miri.”
Nova shrugs again and Fuentes shrugs as well. “Your papers are ready and with the rest of your clothes and items, we have a backstory for you for your time at college, in case someone at Prododine went to the same university.” Unconcerned Nova stands, itching to get this over with. Fuentes stands as well. “Once you leave this building, Nova you will no longer have access to any funds except for Miri’s bank account, which just has a few hundred for gas and food for the next few days.” Nova cringes in her hood. “Miri’s car is down in the employees garage waiting for you, the keys are in your purse. Please don’t take anything that you own with you, including your wrist computer and jewelry, we have a public model waiting for you. If we need to contact each other, use the coded programs in your new wrist computer.” Nova rolls her eyes. No shit! Fuentes puts her hand out for a handshake, and Nova stares at it as she scoffs. Fuentes slowly pulls her hand back, clenching it into a fist behind her back. “Your new clothes and bag await you in the women's bathroom in the garage on the bottom floor, you can leave your current uniform in there and lock it, someone will pick it up and clean it. There are some items you may find useful as well. Good luck Nova.” Nova waves a hand and strolls out, leaving Fuentes rolling her eyes behind her.
Nova heads for the elevator, and presses the button for the garage. As the elevator heads down, Nova activates her invisibility, aware that if there was one mole, there may be more, even after the cleaning Fuentes and Scarlet have started. She sends one last message to Scarlet. “Games on, I'll see you when it's over.” As the elevator opens, Nova hits multiple other floors as the door closes. She walks silently to the far bathroom, lights flickering in this garage, not nearly as nice as the one she parks her Ferrari in. I'll miss you, you beautiful beast. Sighing she makes sure no camera is focused on the door, seeing none, she lets herself in. She locks the door behind her, releasing her power. She furrows her brow and wrinkles her nose at the mess in front of her, her hands clench, wanting to clean everything. Water is on the floor, and her new bag sits in the sink. “Ugh, fucking really?” She opens the cheap bag, not recognizing the label on it and wrinkles her nose in disgust as she pulls up each bit of clothing. The material feels cheap and uncomfortable, looking like they all came from goodwill or some cheap department store. “Ugh.” Sighing, she strips out of her leotard and hood, throwing them in the trash. She stays in her boots as she takes her comfortable bra and panties off that probably cost more then the filled bag. She tosses those as well. She pulls out a regular gray bra and panty combo and puts them on, wrinkling her nose at how much worse they feel on her skin. “Shit, how do they feel tight and loose at the same time?” She stretches the material, and can tell how cheap it feels, feeling it start to rip already. “Why do people buy this shit? Just save more!”
She pulls out a gray shirt and puts it on as well, the cheap cotton rough against her skin that's so used to the finest materials. The shirt feels tight against her larger than normal shoulders and back, but it still fits, barely. She finally pulls her boots off, and stands on them so as not to get her bare feet wet. She pulls a cheap pair of denim jeans on, feeling them stretch around her muscular thighs and ass. She puts on a pair of cheap white socks, then the pair of knock off Doc Martens, she sighs as she feels her toes press against the end of them. Does anything fit right? Throwing her boots away, she takes off her custom wrist computer, which cost her more than her first car. Well daddy paid for that… And the one after that. Grunting, she tosses it into the trash as well, then groans when she pulls her new wrist computer out. “How old is this piece of shit?” She straps it on, and turns it on, groaning as it takes forever to boot up. “Fuck it.” She looks through the bag, finding several data sticks she can use to steal data. She looks around the bathroom, making sure she hasn’t missed anything. Nodding to herself, she turns herself invisible again. She opens the door, peering around for any cameras or people, then heads to the stairwell. Finding a clear spot, she becomes visible again, looking to all the world like an employee looking for her car.
She reaches into her bag, and pulls out the car keys, grimacing at how old they are. The key is an actual key! What? She also grabs a baseball hat and hair tie, tying her silky smooth blonde hair into a ponytail, and feeding it through the back of her hat as she places it on her head. She finds a cheap pair of sunglasses and puts them on as well. Her stomach grumbles, and she's glad she rewarded herself with the extra chicken today. Pressing the beeper on the keys, Nova walks towards a dusty brown car in the back. Her mouth drops as she approaches the car, quickly snapping it shut. What a piece of shit. Thanks a fuckton Amy. Is this because I call you Amy? The car looks like it's from 2028 tops, and has rust all over the bottom. One tire is a spare, the others mismatched in their wear pattern. She sighs and presses the trunk button on her keys, her anger growing as the trunk remains closed. Sighing, she finds the release and manually opens it. The trunk is full of filled trash bags and she tosses her bag in with them. She checks each trash bag, not surprised to find clothes, some cheap toiletry items, and other small knick knacks to give the illusion of someone who just graduated college. Sighing she walks past the tinted windows to the drivers seat, and has to yank the door open, the metal groaning. “Are you fucking serious?” Groaning, she sits down, and feels surrounded by the other trash bags in the passenger seat and back seats. She eyes the purse on the passenger seat, sitting on a blanket and pillow. The black purse is years out of fashion and with threads showing. Ew. “Well there's a blanket at least, and a clean pillow. So I wont freeze to death if it snows.” Sighing she slams the door shut, and places the key in the ignition. Not even a push start! The car coughs violently, the starter keeps running but the engine doesn't catch. She tries again, slapping the steering wheel and the car finally catches and starts. “I don't think she could have given me a shittier car if she tried.” I'll get you Amy. The car rattles and groans as it idles. She tries to turn on the A/C, and isn't surprised to see that it does not work. She tries with the Heat and the same thing, nothing. “Fuck! This is going to suck!” She takes a deep breath, smelling the gas and slightly off smell of the car, wrinkling her nose she checks her wrist computer, that has finally finished booting. She has one message that she opens, and counts to five before it finally opens. This sucks. The message is simple, the address of Prododine and when they think the job will be posted, it has a link where to check whenever she can. The message looks like it's written by a concerned professor. Miri’s favorite professor, Dr. Atlas. Sighing once again, Nova becomes Miri, making herself more vulnerable, her green eyes more open and innocent. As she drives from the parking lot, her car rattling and her bluetooth broken, Nova attempts to roll down the windows, not surprised when the motors whirr and do nothing on every window but the driver's side. At least one works. The wind blows through her hair as she practices the voice Miri will use.
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Scarlet Warden glances down at Nova’s message. “Games on, I'll see you when it's over. - Nova” Scarlet sighs, not sure when she will see Nova Ranger again. And hopefully the next time we meet, we have better news about Ox and Raven. Scarlet sits in her room on her couch. Wearing a white tank top that shows off her muscular shoulders and arms, and hugging her DD sized breast tightly. Her denim jeans hug her muscular thighs and ass, and her heavy combat boots rest easy on the criminal's back. The criminal is on her hands and knees, naked except for the restraints, blindfold and gag. The criminal is completely silent as Scarlet reads the news, sipping a black coffee. Once done with the news, Scarlet switches her work to the candidates for her new secretary. Heh, Nova is trying to be a secretary and I’m looking to get a new one. Scarlet smiles to herself, and shifts her legs, forcing the criminal to moan as the pressure on her back changes. “Shut up bitch.” The criminal stifles her cries, as Scarlet takes another sip of her coffee. She sighs, not really liking any of the recommendations. They are either all too young and inexperienced, or too male. She sighs again, then stops when the next recommendation pops up. Scarlet raises an eyebrow as she reads the final one. Plenty of experience, has worked for other supers unlike the other ones, and has plenty of experience. A bit older than Scarlet herself, in her late 30s. Best of all, she’s easy on the eyes. Scarlet chuckles and sends Fuentes a message, letting her know to set up a meeting as soon as she can. The rest of her work isn’t nearly as fun, and is just as she thought. Fuentes’s team has barely found anything from the rogue robots, or from the site where Ox and Raven were captured. The blood was in fact Moon Ravens, and the metal according to the labs was just heavily burned carbon knives, likely one of Ravens. Grunting, Scarlet kicks the criminal in a rage, feeling helpless to do anything for her friends. Tears build behind her eyes and she stuffs it down, staring at the criminal who pants in pain on her side. “Go back to your cage. Now.” The criminal crawls to her cage by feel, locking the door behind her. Scarlet smirks as the cage retreats back into the wall. Stretching, Scarlet starts to get into her golden flight suit. Have to get the real work started, now that I'm the only Super protecting the city, I'm going to be on call all the time. She finishes her coffee then steps outside her room. The hallway is quiet, very few ‘normals’ walk the hall as she walks to her office. Sitting down, she summons Fuentes. Fuentes arrives several minutes later, letting herself in as Scarlet has no secretary for now. Fuentes executes a perfect salute, and Scarlet offers a chair. Fuentes sits. “You wanted to see me Ma’am?” Scarlet nods, her scarlet hair flowing around her jaw. “Any news on a new doctor?” Fuentes shakes her head. “Not yet, everyone I've checked would not be a good fit, and there's not a lot in the city right now looking for a job.” Fuentes coughs awkwardly, avoiding Scarlet's gaze. “Most of the Doctors are waiting to see if Prododine’s new hospitals open up before jumping ship.” Scarlet clenches her fists hard under her desk, hard enough for lighting to start to gather around her hands. “I see.” Fuentes finally meets Scarlet's gray eyes and flinches. Scarlet works at releasing her anger, and suddenly feels tears build in her eyes. No! What? She quickly blinks her tears away, relieved when Fuentes seems to not notice. What the fuck is going on with me? I must be more affected by Ox’s and Raven’s capture than I thought. On that note. “Have we learned anything new about The Fixer, and do we have any idea what she means to do to Ox and Raven?”
Fuentes grimaces and shrugs slightly, her lips curling sardonically. “Almost nothing, we think her power might be moving faster than the human eye can recognize, and she can fool cameras into thinking she isn’t there. That at least explains when she seemed to either completely avoid your attacks, or walk out of them like she took the hits.” Scarlet nods. “Makes sense I guess. Did she really sit outside for 30 minutes before we noticed?” Fuentes shakes her head. “We have no idea, one moment the cameras were empty, the next she was sitting on the wall. Less than a minute later the intruder alarm went off so we have no idea if she was there the entire time or not. The guards on patrol swear they didn't see anything, and seeing how her suit blends in with the darkness, even if she was there, they would not have seen her.” Scarlet Warden chews on her lower lip nervously before stopping herself. Such an awful habit, why have I started again? “So, no one seems to be at fault?” “No Ma’am.” Scarlet sighs, wishing there was someone she could punish. Guess the little criminal will get the brunt of my anger again. She smiles and closes her eyes, missing Fuentes reeling back from the predatory smile on Scarlet’s face. “And no idea what The Fixer is up to with Raven and Ox? I doubt she could hold them for long, so it's surprising they haven't escaped on their own.” Fuentes shrugs once again, looking contrite. “Honestly Ma’am, we have no idea what Fixer could be doing to them. She claims she wants to rehabilitate them into productive members of society, making them a non threat to normals. We have no idea what that entails. What if she doesn't even wake them up, keeping them dormant forever in cryo? We just don't have enough information, so hopefully Nova Ranger’s job comes up with something we can use.” Scarlet grimaces and Fuentes continues. “The year deadline, is it real, or is it a trick. I personally think it's real, that whatever Fixer is doing will take a year. Other guys downstairs think it's a trick, and the deadline is meaningless.” Scarlet taps her fingers on her muscular thighs as she thinks about it all, just barely catching herself from starting to chew on her lower lip again. Why do I keep doing that?
Scarlet sighs and stands. “I happen to agree with you Fuentes, I think it's a real deadline. Why she gave it to us? I have no idea, but I intend to stop her before we are even close to that day. Dismissed, let me know if any doctors catch your eye, I’m going to be doing a lot of long hours and would like someone competent making sure I don't get too injured.” Fuentes snaps to her feet and salutes, right arm to left chest. “Aye Ma’am, will do.” She spins smartly on her heel and walks out, closing the door behind her. Scarlet collapses into her chair, massaging her temples as her headache builds again. “Just so much to fucking do.” She stops her massage as her computer pings. A robbery in progress, that the cops can’t stop. “Here we go I guess.” Scarlet Warden steps outside and summons her lightning, without a partner, Scarlet can move faster than a helicopter with her powers, traveling on the winds of the rising storm.
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Nova wakes up the next day starving. Sighing, she gets out of bed as her stomach growls angrily. She puts on a designer half hoodie, then slides into form fitting yoga pants. Starting with the treadmill, Nova increases the speed to a sprint, and maintains that tempo for as long as she can. As she sprints, her breathing steady, she processes the past few days. Ox and Raven gone. The Fixer taunting them last night, unable to hit her. She shudders as she runs, her next mission fills her with dread. Not just acting poor, but actually being poor so they don’t catch on. This might actually be difficult to pull off. She increases the speed and keeps sprinting. And I'll probably have to beg Lilliane Shields during the interview so I actually get the job. Ugh, the fucking worst. She lets out a long breath, glancing at the time. “Twenty minutes of sprinting, time for weights.” Nova steps off the treadmill, having not even broken a sweat and immediately starts deadlifting, having no issue with her warmup weight of 280lbs. After 10 sets of 4, she finally is starting to feel the burn, a small trickle of sweat starting down her back. She starts jumping jacks again as she cools down from deadlifts, about to really ramp the weight up. Her muscles have no issue supporting her as she quickly knocks out 100 jumping jacks, her rock hard abs and thighs easily powering through, no jiggle to be seen on her body but her ass and breasts. After another hour of working out, Nova finally steps on her scale for her weekly weigh in. At 5’3” and 145 lbs, the body mass index would label her as overweight. But with her muscles and lithe figure, anyone can see how fit Nova Ranger really is. Smiling at her reflection, she finally rewards herself with a shower, cleaning off the nasty sweat from her body and cleaning her skin and hair with her expensive products. Sighing in relief, she finally cooks breakfast as she dries. Since she used her power last night, she rewards herself with an extra skinless chicken breast, and uses skim milk in her protein shake instead of water. She mechanically eats, barely tasting the small bites, making sure to keep her mouth clean with her napkins, hating the feel of any food on her lips.
Sighing in relief at her stomach shutting up, she quietly cleans her pots and pans, making sure her counter space is perfectly clean. Just as she finishes, Fuentes pings her for a call. No rest for the wicked I guess. She pulls on a sundress that costs more than most people's cars and answers the ping. “What Amy?” Amy Fuentes cuts right to the chase. “One of my sources saw Prododines CEO’s secretary start maternity leave early, we believe the position will open up any moment, we need to get you in position now. We have your documents ready, so please come down when you're ready.” Nova lets out a long sigh, looking forlornly at her amazing dress. Goodbye proper clothing. Fuck. “I'll be there in a moment.” Nova cuts the call, and takes her dress off, laying it out in the dirty laundry basket. She grabs a clean leotard and her hood, quickly getting dressed. She pulls on her expensive combat boots, and heads to the Intelligence wing.
Already agitated at what's to come, she steps off the elevator, shoving a woman who was waiting for it. “Move it cunt.” The woman stammers an apology as she picks herself back up as Nova storms past into the intel wing. Nova steps into Fuentes’s office, draping herself in a seat. “Let's get this over with.” Fuentes raises an eyebrow. “Do you plan on charming Lilliane Shields into hiring you like that, Nova?” Nova sighs and sits up straight. Suddenly she shrinks in on herself, her arms wrapped around her stomach as if she is trying to sit up straight, but is too timid to do so. Her voice modulator turning off, her voice sounds so much younger as she falls into her roll. “I’m so sorry I’m late Ms. Fuentes!” She lets her lower lip quiver, tears springing into her hidden eyes as she lets herself blush. “M-my car quit on m-me, a-and I h-had to run the l-last block!” Nova mimes wiping tears from her eyes, then wrings her hands pathetically. “I-it won’t happen again! I promise.” Fuentes barks out a laugh as Nova sighs and drapes herself back over the chair. “Okay I see you have this in hand, but, can you keep it up for months?” Nova shrugs, unconcerned. “My longest job was three years, I had a husband and everything who has no idea what happened to me.” Nova smiles to herself as Fuentes’s mouth drop opens in surprise, before she shuts it quickly. Made you believe that little lie didn't I? I made sure he thought I was dead. “I see, so this shouldn't really be an issue for you Miri.”
Nova shrugs again and Fuentes shrugs as well. “Your papers are ready and with the rest of your clothes and items, we have a backstory for you for your time at college, in case someone at Prododine went to the same university.” Unconcerned Nova stands, itching to get this over with. Fuentes stands as well. “Once you leave this building, Nova you will no longer have access to any funds except for Miri’s bank account, which just has a few hundred for gas and food for the next few days.” Nova cringes in her hood. “Miri’s car is down in the employees garage waiting for you, the keys are in your purse. Please don’t take anything that you own with you, including your wrist computer and jewelry, we have a public model waiting for you. If we need to contact each other, use the coded programs in your new wrist computer.” Nova rolls her eyes. No shit! Fuentes puts her hand out for a handshake, and Nova stares at it as she scoffs. Fuentes slowly pulls her hand back, clenching it into a fist behind her back. “Your new clothes and bag await you in the women's bathroom in the garage on the bottom floor, you can leave your current uniform in there and lock it, someone will pick it up and clean it. There are some items you may find useful as well. Good luck Nova.” Nova waves a hand and strolls out, leaving Fuentes rolling her eyes behind her.
Nova heads for the elevator, and presses the button for the garage. As the elevator heads down, Nova activates her invisibility, aware that if there was one mole, there may be more, even after the cleaning Fuentes and Scarlet have started. She sends one last message to Scarlet. “Games on, I'll see you when it's over.” As the elevator opens, Nova hits multiple other floors as the door closes. She walks silently to the far bathroom, lights flickering in this garage, not nearly as nice as the one she parks her Ferrari in. I'll miss you, you beautiful beast. Sighing she makes sure no camera is focused on the door, seeing none, she lets herself in. She locks the door behind her, releasing her power. She furrows her brow and wrinkles her nose at the mess in front of her, her hands clench, wanting to clean everything. Water is on the floor, and her new bag sits in the sink. “Ugh, fucking really?” She opens the cheap bag, not recognizing the label on it and wrinkles her nose in disgust as she pulls up each bit of clothing. The material feels cheap and uncomfortable, looking like they all came from goodwill or some cheap department store. “Ugh.” Sighing, she strips out of her leotard and hood, throwing them in the trash. She stays in her boots as she takes her comfortable bra and panties off that probably cost more then the filled bag. She tosses those as well. She pulls out a regular gray bra and panty combo and puts them on, wrinkling her nose at how much worse they feel on her skin. “Shit, how do they feel tight and loose at the same time?” She stretches the material, and can tell how cheap it feels, feeling it start to rip already. “Why do people buy this shit? Just save more!”
She pulls out a gray shirt and puts it on as well, the cheap cotton rough against her skin that's so used to the finest materials. The shirt feels tight against her larger than normal shoulders and back, but it still fits, barely. She finally pulls her boots off, and stands on them so as not to get her bare feet wet. She pulls a cheap pair of denim jeans on, feeling them stretch around her muscular thighs and ass. She puts on a pair of cheap white socks, then the pair of knock off Doc Martens, she sighs as she feels her toes press against the end of them. Does anything fit right? Throwing her boots away, she takes off her custom wrist computer, which cost her more than her first car. Well daddy paid for that… And the one after that. Grunting, she tosses it into the trash as well, then groans when she pulls her new wrist computer out. “How old is this piece of shit?” She straps it on, and turns it on, groaning as it takes forever to boot up. “Fuck it.” She looks through the bag, finding several data sticks she can use to steal data. She looks around the bathroom, making sure she hasn’t missed anything. Nodding to herself, she turns herself invisible again. She opens the door, peering around for any cameras or people, then heads to the stairwell. Finding a clear spot, she becomes visible again, looking to all the world like an employee looking for her car.
She reaches into her bag, and pulls out the car keys, grimacing at how old they are. The key is an actual key! What? She also grabs a baseball hat and hair tie, tying her silky smooth blonde hair into a ponytail, and feeding it through the back of her hat as she places it on her head. She finds a cheap pair of sunglasses and puts them on as well. Her stomach grumbles, and she's glad she rewarded herself with the extra chicken today. Pressing the beeper on the keys, Nova walks towards a dusty brown car in the back. Her mouth drops as she approaches the car, quickly snapping it shut. What a piece of shit. Thanks a fuckton Amy. Is this because I call you Amy? The car looks like it's from 2028 tops, and has rust all over the bottom. One tire is a spare, the others mismatched in their wear pattern. She sighs and presses the trunk button on her keys, her anger growing as the trunk remains closed. Sighing, she finds the release and manually opens it. The trunk is full of filled trash bags and she tosses her bag in with them. She checks each trash bag, not surprised to find clothes, some cheap toiletry items, and other small knick knacks to give the illusion of someone who just graduated college. Sighing she walks past the tinted windows to the drivers seat, and has to yank the door open, the metal groaning. “Are you fucking serious?” Groaning, she sits down, and feels surrounded by the other trash bags in the passenger seat and back seats. She eyes the purse on the passenger seat, sitting on a blanket and pillow. The black purse is years out of fashion and with threads showing. Ew. “Well there's a blanket at least, and a clean pillow. So I wont freeze to death if it snows.” Sighing she slams the door shut, and places the key in the ignition. Not even a push start! The car coughs violently, the starter keeps running but the engine doesn't catch. She tries again, slapping the steering wheel and the car finally catches and starts. “I don't think she could have given me a shittier car if she tried.” I'll get you Amy. The car rattles and groans as it idles. She tries to turn on the A/C, and isn't surprised to see that it does not work. She tries with the Heat and the same thing, nothing. “Fuck! This is going to suck!” She takes a deep breath, smelling the gas and slightly off smell of the car, wrinkling her nose she checks her wrist computer, that has finally finished booting. She has one message that she opens, and counts to five before it finally opens. This sucks. The message is simple, the address of Prododine and when they think the job will be posted, it has a link where to check whenever she can. The message looks like it's written by a concerned professor. Miri’s favorite professor, Dr. Atlas. Sighing once again, Nova becomes Miri, making herself more vulnerable, her green eyes more open and innocent. As she drives from the parking lot, her car rattling and her bluetooth broken, Nova attempts to roll down the windows, not surprised when the motors whirr and do nothing on every window but the driver's side. At least one works. The wind blows through her hair as she practices the voice Miri will use.
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Scarlet Warden glances down at Nova’s message. “Games on, I'll see you when it's over. - Nova” Scarlet sighs, not sure when she will see Nova Ranger again. And hopefully the next time we meet, we have better news about Ox and Raven. Scarlet sits in her room on her couch. Wearing a white tank top that shows off her muscular shoulders and arms, and hugging her DD sized breast tightly. Her denim jeans hug her muscular thighs and ass, and her heavy combat boots rest easy on the criminal's back. The criminal is on her hands and knees, naked except for the restraints, blindfold and gag. The criminal is completely silent as Scarlet reads the news, sipping a black coffee. Once done with the news, Scarlet switches her work to the candidates for her new secretary. Heh, Nova is trying to be a secretary and I’m looking to get a new one. Scarlet smiles to herself, and shifts her legs, forcing the criminal to moan as the pressure on her back changes. “Shut up bitch.” The criminal stifles her cries, as Scarlet takes another sip of her coffee. She sighs, not really liking any of the recommendations. They are either all too young and inexperienced, or too male. She sighs again, then stops when the next recommendation pops up. Scarlet raises an eyebrow as she reads the final one. Plenty of experience, has worked for other supers unlike the other ones, and has plenty of experience. A bit older than Scarlet herself, in her late 30s. Best of all, she’s easy on the eyes. Scarlet chuckles and sends Fuentes a message, letting her know to set up a meeting as soon as she can. The rest of her work isn’t nearly as fun, and is just as she thought. Fuentes’s team has barely found anything from the rogue robots, or from the site where Ox and Raven were captured. The blood was in fact Moon Ravens, and the metal according to the labs was just heavily burned carbon knives, likely one of Ravens. Grunting, Scarlet kicks the criminal in a rage, feeling helpless to do anything for her friends. Tears build behind her eyes and she stuffs it down, staring at the criminal who pants in pain on her side. “Go back to your cage. Now.” The criminal crawls to her cage by feel, locking the door behind her. Scarlet smirks as the cage retreats back into the wall. Stretching, Scarlet starts to get into her golden flight suit. Have to get the real work started, now that I'm the only Super protecting the city, I'm going to be on call all the time. She finishes her coffee then steps outside her room. The hallway is quiet, very few ‘normals’ walk the hall as she walks to her office. Sitting down, she summons Fuentes. Fuentes arrives several minutes later, letting herself in as Scarlet has no secretary for now. Fuentes executes a perfect salute, and Scarlet offers a chair. Fuentes sits. “You wanted to see me Ma’am?” Scarlet nods, her scarlet hair flowing around her jaw. “Any news on a new doctor?” Fuentes shakes her head. “Not yet, everyone I've checked would not be a good fit, and there's not a lot in the city right now looking for a job.” Fuentes coughs awkwardly, avoiding Scarlet's gaze. “Most of the Doctors are waiting to see if Prododine’s new hospitals open up before jumping ship.” Scarlet clenches her fists hard under her desk, hard enough for lighting to start to gather around her hands. “I see.” Fuentes finally meets Scarlet's gray eyes and flinches. Scarlet works at releasing her anger, and suddenly feels tears build in her eyes. No! What? She quickly blinks her tears away, relieved when Fuentes seems to not notice. What the fuck is going on with me? I must be more affected by Ox’s and Raven’s capture than I thought. On that note. “Have we learned anything new about The Fixer, and do we have any idea what she means to do to Ox and Raven?”
Fuentes grimaces and shrugs slightly, her lips curling sardonically. “Almost nothing, we think her power might be moving faster than the human eye can recognize, and she can fool cameras into thinking she isn’t there. That at least explains when she seemed to either completely avoid your attacks, or walk out of them like she took the hits.” Scarlet nods. “Makes sense I guess. Did she really sit outside for 30 minutes before we noticed?” Fuentes shakes her head. “We have no idea, one moment the cameras were empty, the next she was sitting on the wall. Less than a minute later the intruder alarm went off so we have no idea if she was there the entire time or not. The guards on patrol swear they didn't see anything, and seeing how her suit blends in with the darkness, even if she was there, they would not have seen her.” Scarlet Warden chews on her lower lip nervously before stopping herself. Such an awful habit, why have I started again? “So, no one seems to be at fault?” “No Ma’am.” Scarlet sighs, wishing there was someone she could punish. Guess the little criminal will get the brunt of my anger again. She smiles and closes her eyes, missing Fuentes reeling back from the predatory smile on Scarlet’s face. “And no idea what The Fixer is up to with Raven and Ox? I doubt she could hold them for long, so it's surprising they haven't escaped on their own.” Fuentes shrugs once again, looking contrite. “Honestly Ma’am, we have no idea what Fixer could be doing to them. She claims she wants to rehabilitate them into productive members of society, making them a non threat to normals. We have no idea what that entails. What if she doesn't even wake them up, keeping them dormant forever in cryo? We just don't have enough information, so hopefully Nova Ranger’s job comes up with something we can use.” Scarlet grimaces and Fuentes continues. “The year deadline, is it real, or is it a trick. I personally think it's real, that whatever Fixer is doing will take a year. Other guys downstairs think it's a trick, and the deadline is meaningless.” Scarlet taps her fingers on her muscular thighs as she thinks about it all, just barely catching herself from starting to chew on her lower lip again. Why do I keep doing that?
Scarlet sighs and stands. “I happen to agree with you Fuentes, I think it's a real deadline. Why she gave it to us? I have no idea, but I intend to stop her before we are even close to that day. Dismissed, let me know if any doctors catch your eye, I’m going to be doing a lot of long hours and would like someone competent making sure I don't get too injured.” Fuentes snaps to her feet and salutes, right arm to left chest. “Aye Ma’am, will do.” She spins smartly on her heel and walks out, closing the door behind her. Scarlet collapses into her chair, massaging her temples as her headache builds again. “Just so much to fucking do.” She stops her massage as her computer pings. A robbery in progress, that the cops can’t stop. “Here we go I guess.” Scarlet Warden steps outside and summons her lightning, without a partner, Scarlet can move faster than a helicopter with her powers, traveling on the winds of the rising storm.
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Re: Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil
by jimguy » Sun Mar 24, 2024 1:40 pm
I am really eager to see the transformation
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Re: Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil
by Dartista1 » Mon Mar 25, 2024 4:29 pm
Chapter 3
Nova Ranger curses as she pumps gas into the tank of her shitty car. Two days! Two fucking days I've been living out of this car! And I'm already down to my last 40 fucking dollars. Nova curses again as the pump stops. “That's it?” 3 gallons for $20? What a rip off! She groans as she sits down in the uncomfortable driver's seat, and turns the car on, praying it actually starts. Luckily it catches on the third try and she lets out a sigh of relief. She curses as she sees 3 gallons only got her another day of driving to her sleeping spot by the women's shelter. She curses her past self for wasting so much money the first day. How was I supposed to know food and gas was so fucking expensive? Nova rubs her tight neck, sleeping in a car has not been good for her spine and posture, and she can feel the grime building up on her even as she showers whenever she can at local women's shelters. Prododine better post the job soon, or I'm calling this bullshit assignment early. I haven't even been able to do a more strenuous workout than walking around the city! She checks her wrist computer for the 10th time since she woke up, and stares in shock as the job listing actually populates. “Thank fucking god!” She sends her premade resume and work history in. She wiggles happily in her seat, then glances at the information quickly sent back. “Shit!” The first round of interviews are only in a couple hours. Is that fast? I have no idea. She wrinkles her nose as she smells herself, only the lightest amount of smell reaching her nose. Time for another shower. She drives as quickly as she can with traffic, heading towards the women's shelter.
Nova had fed them some bullshit story about leaving an abusive relationship in California, so the suckers let her use the facilities for free. Nova rushes in, tears in her eyes as she walks up to Mindy, the receptionist. Or is it Mandy? Mandy? Mindy? Looks up from her desk, a smile on her face. “How can I help you today Miri?” Nova lets a few tears fall, wiping her eyes, she smiles timidly at Mandy. “C-can I use your showers one more time? I t-think I have a job interview lined up and I need to get ready.” Mandy smiles and hands her the keys. “Good luck Miri! You've got this.” Nova smiles and blushes. “T-thank you! You have all b-been so kind to me.” Nova lets out a small sniffle then hurries to the shower.
She sighs in relief as the hot water actually works today, and hurriedly gets as clean as she can. She applies the cheap shampoo and conditioner, cringing at how it feels in her hair. Already almost used it all up to… Using cheap store gas station soap, she tries to clean herself as best as possible, grimacing at the soap streaks left on her body. The water starts to get colder, so Nova hops out and quickly dries herself. She quickly applies cheap makeup to make herself look as professional as possible, while also vulnerable and young. Her stomach grumbles, and she allows herself to eat two of the protein bars she bought before realizing how little money Amy Fuentes gave her. When I'm done with this, I'm going to fuck with her so much. She pulls out the best professional outfit Fuentes gave her, slightly better material then her current clothing, but nothing compared to what she was used to. She puts the white blouse on, then tucks it into her black pencil skirt. She pulls stockings on, then slides her feet into cheap flats. She eyes herself critically in the mirror. “Good enough.” She lets Miri out, and her gaze softens, her cheeks flushing with excitement. She smiles, her look innocent and slightly empty. Perfect. Gathering her things, she hands the key back to Mandy. “T-thank you s-so much… for everything.” Mandy smiles at Nova. You look fantastic Miri, you're going to kill it today.” Nova timidly smiles and gasps. “I have to go! Can't be late!”
Nova hurries out of the shelter, throwing her bag in the car. Praying it starts, she sighs in relief when the car actually starts on the first try. She pulls into Prododines garage with maybe 15 minutes to spare. The buff security guard raises his eyebrows, his eyes scanning the crappy car before meeting her eyes. “Caaaan I help you?” Nova smiles at him embarrassedly, twirling her blonde hair with her finger. “I'm here for a job interview at 1:30 with…” Shit who was the hiring point of contact? Sam? Sandy? “Oh, are you applying for the secretary position with Ms. Shields?” Nova smiles nervously and nods her head. “Yes I am!” The man smiles and winks as he presses a button, the gate rising. “Samantha will be your point of contact. Park on the next floor and follow the signs to the front office. Good luck Ms…?” Nova smiles, fluttering her eyelashes at the man and dimpling her cheeks. “Miri, Miri Anasteli. Thank you so much!” The man tips his hat and Nova drives on, her fake smile falling from her lips. Parking her piece of shit car next to much nicer cars, Nova completely falls into the character Miri Anasteli.
Miri steps out of her car and stares sadly at the nicer cars. She smiles in embarrassment as a young woman in designer clothes steps out of one of the BMW’s and smirks at Miri and then Miri’s car. Laughing, the woman struts past on heels more expensive than Miri’s car. Miri frowns, fighting back tears as she locks her car, placing her keys in her purse. She takes a deep breath, then follows the signs. Miri stares in amazement at the large open lobby filled with people moving with a purpose in and out. The glass lobby lets the afternoon sun in, warming the room. Miri rolls her shoulders back, and confidently struts to the two attentive receptionists. “How can I help you Ma'am?” Miri smiles, making her eyes large and attentive, she looks at both women and greets them. “Good afternoon ladies! I'm here for a job interview with Samantha for the secretarial position for Liliane Shields.” The two women return Miri’s smile and one hands her a packet. “Welcome! Please use the elevators behind us and head up to the 70th floor, then follow the signs. Good luck! Miri smiles and takes the packet, thanking the two ladies. Miri takes the elevator up, then follows the signs once again. She admires the gorgeous woodwork and tile work, every piece of art seemingly fitting the company perfectly. Miri is led to a small office, with several other well dressed women sitting quietly.
Miri smiles at the women, then sits down at the first open chair. She quickly finishes the paperwork, really just the same things she sent in earlier, then patiently waits. As she waits, Nova eyes the competition, keeping a smile on her face. None of these fuckers will have a chance if what Amy told me is correct. Each lady seems to be from rich backgrounds, much like Nova herself. Several of the ladies have openly smirked at Miri, who just smiles politely back. Don't these idiots know there's usually a plant here making sure we behave ourselves?
Miri smiles blandly at everyone, and keeps to herself as several women strike up conversations. All conversations stop as a woman in professional attire walks in, her blazer and striped pants looking good on her, her blue eyes matching her blonde hair. The woman looks down at a piece of paper, then reads off the first name. One of the women stands and follows, leaving silence In their wake. Nova remains quiet as other women are picked and interviewed before her, forcing herself not to fidget too much, but also not to remain completely still. After what feels like forever, but most likely no more than an hour, the woman finally calls Miri's name. Miri stands and smiles, offering her hand to the woman. The woman, clearly surprised, shakes her hand smiling. “Hello, I'm Miri! Nice to meet you.” The woman's smile increases. “Samantha, and nice to meet you as well, Miri. This way please.” The two remaining women stare daggers at Miri as she follows Samantha, the same bland smile on her face as she ignores the hatred burning into her back. Miri is led to another office, this one nicer than the waiting room. Samantha sits behind the desk, then offers the other chair to Miri. Miri smiles and takes a seat, keeping her back straight. Samantha quietly looks through the papers in front of her, before returning her gaze to Miri. “You are awfully under qualified to work here Ms. Anasteli, why do you think you are qualified to work here?” Miri swallows and smiles. “On paper I look under qualified, I agree. But I think if you look at the whole picture I present, you will see that I am perfectly suited to work here.” Samantha smiles and continues the interview.
Miri answers question after question, each one more difficult and intense than the last. She is offered a glass of water and eagerly takes it, her throat raw from talking so much. After what feels like much longer than the other women's interview, Samantha stands and shakes Miri’s hand again, smiling at her. “Can you stay for a little bit longer? I like what I've seen, but there's still a few more candidates after you.” Miri beams at Samantha and nods her head. “Yes! Absolutely Ma’am!” Samantha smiles again and leads Miri to another room, this one empty of anyone. “Make yourself at home, there's snacks and drinks over there as this might be a bit longer. Thank you for your patience.” Miri smiles and does a little bow to Samantha, who turns around and returns to her interviews. Nova, aware of the likelihood of cameras, smiles blandly as she walks toward the snacks. Need a little bit of real food, since real food is apparently more than I thought. Suppressing a sigh, she helps herself to a few healthy snacks and a bowl of oatmeal, quietly eating her food and drinking a glass of water. When Miri’s done, she cleans up the small mess she made and cleans the counter and table for good measure. She sits down, keeping her back straight as she reads through her notes, as if she actually wrote down anything useful. Nova scans the office for any sign of wires or cameras, thinking she only spots one. That's not too bad for an office building. Smiling Miri writes down more in her notebook, occasionally using her wrist computer to double check her resume, all normal things a nervous job applicant might do.
When Samantha finally returns, Miri stands and smiles. Samantha returns the smile. “Congratulations, you've been the best applicant so far. Ms. Shields would like to meet you.” Did acting poor actually help? Doesn't fucking seem like it. Amy is so fucked when im done here. Miri lets her smile grow and quickly brushes away a few stray tears as she nods at Samantha. Samantha smiles, and gestures to Miri to follow her. Miri follows, keeping an excited grin on her face tempering it with professional seriousness. Samantha leads Miri through a glass door into a large room, with a wall length window on one side and a large book shelf on the other. Across the way on the opposite side of the wall are large wooden double doors, with a nice desk off to the side. Samantha pushes open the door, and Nova Ranger follows, getting her first glance of the famous Liliane Shields.
The small woman stands, her black hair falling to her shoulders. She has kind blue eyes and professional makeup. Shields plump lips pull into a smile as she stands, offering her hand to Miri across the desk. Shields' blue eyes are almost even with Novas, Shields only an inch or so taller than Miri. Miri reaches across the desk and shakes her hand, Shields' own hands calloused, like Nova's own hands. Shield sits, and Miri sits as well. “So Miri, Samantha and I have liked what we've seen, can you tell us a little bit about your life and why you think you're a good fit here?” Miri smiles, and proceeds to provide a completely fake life story, told so convincingly it almost convinces Nova. Miri explains her love of sports, and how much she enjoyed her times at college, carefully leaving out mention of her parents and the Summer War of 36, leaving just enough unsaid that someone will want to ask.
Half way through the interview, Samantha finally bites. “And what are your parents involved in?” Miri’s lower lip trembles and she dabs away tears before they can fall. “Oh… they were killed in the Summer War.” She sniffles, and Samnatha looks devastated while Shields lays a hand on Miri’s own. “I'm so sorry to hear that Miri, we are so sorry to hear that, and to bring it up.” Miri nods. “I-its okay, it's not your fault.” Shields nods and removes her hand, placing both hands on her lap. Nova smiles inwardly. Got you now bitch! Well Miri, Samantha and I like what we see. I think I can work with you fairly well. You do understand this is a temporary job, and is only for 8 months. If you do well, we can find you another position when my permanent secretary returns.” Shields smiles and stands, Samantha and Miri following. “Are you ready to work harder than you ever have in your life?” I doubt that very much. Miri smiles and nods her head. “Absolutely Ma'am. And yes, I understand this job is temporary.” Shield smiles and offers her hand, Miri immediately taking it and shaking it firmly.
“Oh one more thing Miri.” Miri turns towards Samantha as she pulls her hand back. What now? On your paperwork, the address you put down was the nearest women's shelter… are you okay and safe?” Miri lets tears build In her eyes again, letting her cheeks blush in embarrassment. “Y-yes Ma'am. I uh, Live out of my car right now… I uh… kind of sold everything else after college to move out here.” Samantha stares compassionately at Miri. “Oh Miri, I'm so sorry. You know…” Samantha taps her cheek, thinking. “We have a new employee we hired a few weeks ago who is looking for a roommate. I believe I remember over hearing the rent is cheap, and with what we will be paying you, you can definitely afford it now. Would you like her number?” Miri lets out a gasp of relief and nods, letting a few tears fall. “That would be great Ma'am! Thank you so much! For everything!” Samantha smiles, and Shields laughs, her low voice causing Miri to shiver in delight. I will push you to the ground and fuck you so much when I find proof. “Don't thank us yet Miri, once you see how much work you'll have to do, you may wish you never accepted this job. See you tomorrow at 4am, your badge will be at the front desk.” Miri smiles and nods, then follows Samantha out.
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Liliane Shields sits back in her chair, smiling to herself as she absently plays with her fingers. Samantha returns a few minutes later, smiling at Liliane. “Well boss, what do you think?” Liliane smiles, her canines showing. “I think Nova Ranger thinks she's a whole lot smarter than us.” Samantha laughs, throwing her head back. “That's for certain, how do you think she'll react to her new roomate.” Liliane smiles, her eyes glittering with laughter. “I think B-3 will make a great roommate for Nova, you know how Sunny can grow on a person.” Shields chuckles, remembering something odd. “And the woman never even asked about her salary or benefits, or even glanced at that section! She has no idea what she's supposed to be paid, so it's not like she can afford anything else.” At that, Liliane and Samantha throw their heads back, howling with laughter. Samantha mock glares at her boss. “You know it's illegal to pay less than minimum wage boss?” Liliane laughs harder, turning into a cackle. “I'm sorry officer, I didn't know I couldn't do that.” Liliane can't keep a straight face, and they both continue to howl with laughter. It slowly dies down. Samantha wipes tears from her eyes as she stands up. “I'm heading back to the facility to check on Ox and Raven. See you later tonight boss?” The Fixer shakes her head, her black hair tumbling behind her. “Not today Samantha, I have to start playing with Scarlet.” Samantha smiles,calling over her shoulder. “You aren't supposed to play with your food boss.” The Fixer only smiles in response.
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Scarlet Warden stands with her hands on her hips, her legs shoulder length apart. She stands on the top of Judgement Square, 40 stories up. She stares over the city as the sun sets, and barely stops a yawn from escaping. Two days! Two days since Nova left, and I feel like I'm drowning in fatigue already. Scarlet chews on her bottom lip nervously, a nasty habit from childhood that seems to have come back recently. Starting right after Steel Ox and Moon Raven were kidnapped by The Fixer. At least the first message for Nova came in. Looks like she got the job, and starts tomorrow. Hopefully soon we have something, anything, to go on. Scarlet continues to chew on her lip, when another ping hits her computer. She shakes her head. “Not even 10 minutes to myself these days.” Scarlet reads the ping, forwarded to her by her new secretary.” At least one thing went right this week, my new secretary hasn't fucked up once, and has been a great help sorting what is and isn't important. Scarlet smiles softly as she thinks of her new secretary.
Beatrice is tall for a woman, standing at 5’10”, she is still nearly a foot shorter than Scarlet herself. Her brown hair is usually tied in a severe bun, and her piercing hazel eyes miss nothing. From the minute she arrived, she's been making my life easier. Her soft face and body makes her look maternal in a way, and if Scarlet didn't know better, she would think Beatrice should be raising a house full of kids, not acting as secretary to another superhero. But apparently this is what Beatrice likes doing, and who was Scarlet to turn away excellent help. The message Beatrice sent is short. “Ms.Fuentes was alerted by Police of a new type of robot breaking into a bank. Possibly related to Rogue robots. Address to follow. - B”
Scarlet frowns, chewing her lip again. New robots, that can't be good. Scarlet sends a reply. “Any photos of the Robots?” A minute later an image appears, and Scarlet raises an eyebrow. A grainy photo shows a feminine looking figure covered on black latex head to toe. Like the fucking Fixer. And it looks like these robots might be taller than me. “Shit, that's definitely related.” Sighing, Scarlet Warden summons her powers as lightning surrounds her. She rises off the roof, enjoying the feeling of her power coursing through her veins. The smell of ozone is a familiar comfort to her, and she is ready to fly toward the coordinates as soon as Beatrice sends them.
When they arrive, Scarlet is off in a flash, a red streak across the night sky. The sound of thunder trails behind her, like a sonic boom trailing a supersonic jet. Scarlet Warden comes to a hover in front of the bank, her red lightning causing the whole block to grow red. Her energy crackles around her as she lowers herself to the ground. Scarlet looks around, seeing only empty streets. She marches towards the bank, the front door already torn off and tossed aside. She marches through the front door, her hands and powers at the ready. The large dark room is deceptively quiet, the only light source radiating from Scarlet herself.
Without warning, a black blob throws itself at her from the shadows. Scarlet claps, and the blob is blown back in an explosion of thunder. The Blob stands back up, an arm missing. Scarlet grins as she realizes the ‘blob’ is in fact one of those feminine robots. Even missing one arm, the robot charges her again. Scarlet snaps, and the other arm blows off with a blast of lighting. The robot collapses, and doesn't move again. Scarlet carefully walks around the lobby of the bank, looking for the second one. Scarlet barely has time to react when it drops down from the ceiling, landing on her back. Her lighting crackles and pops around her as she grabs the robot, barely getting a good grip on its long black hair. Pulling and bending forward at the hips, Scarlet manages to dislodge it and throw it across the room. The robot twists in midair, bouncing off the wall with its feet, charging back at Scarlet. As it runs, its arms start to extend into long shiny blades. Interesting. As the robot gets within 10 feet, Scarlet claps again. The resulting explosion sends the bot flying backwards in a heap, furniture and cement explode into dust reducing the visibility. The robot begins to get up again, when Scarlet snaps again. The head of the robot bursts into red fire, and the bot collapses, finally still as it burns. A slow clap starts behind her, and Scarlet whips around, her hands at the ready. Where the fuck did she come from? The Fixer strolls through the destruction, her whole body in similar latex to the robots. Her hands slowly clap as she stays a healthy distance from Scarlet. “Very good Rosalina, you took those out faster than Raven did.” Scarlet clenches her fists, her rage building as her powers collect around her. Beneath the rage, a fragileness grows as well, tears starting to build behind her eyes. “What do you want, Fixer?” Fixer continues to walk in a circle around her, and she ignores the question, continuing to monologue. “Yes, Raven was defeated by three, but she got two before they got her in the end.” Scarlet furrows her brow. How did Raven get taken out by these easy things? “How many did Steel Ox defeat then?” The Fixer stops and tilts her head, her blood red lips pull into a smile as her scarlet hair billows around her. “He never fought any, he only fought me.” This little girl beat the mighty Steel Ox? “I don't believe you, Fixer.” The Fixer shrugs, and continues her circle around Scarlet, slowly getting closer. That should do it. The Fixer takes one more step, and Scarlet brings her hands together. A rippling explosion destroys 20 feet of the building where The Fixer was standing. Scarlet claps again for good measure, and she hears the building groan as it sags. “Nice try Rosalina.” Scarlet Warden whips around, still feeling Fixers breath on her ear. The Fixer now stands near the exit 30 feet away, her arms crossed and smirking, she holds up a wrist computer and shakes it. Scarlet looks at her own wrist, and realizes The Fixer stole it right off her arm. Scarlet roars and lets loose with her rapid fire snapping. Bolt after bolt of lighting traveling at The Fixer.
When the smoke and fire clear, the Fixer remains standing, unhurt. She yawns, and blows on her nails before grinning back at Scarlet as she smashes Scarlet's computer easily in her grip, dropping the remains. “Are you Ready to ACT YOUR AGE, CHILD?” Scarlet freezes in place, her brain struggling with conflicting information. When she comes to, The Fixer is gone. Scarlet groans and stomps her foot, crushing the remains of a wooden chair. She looks around the destroyed room, not surprised to see the two destroyed robots gone. Chewing her lower lip, Scarlet walks out of the destroyed bank into a clusterfuck of sirens and lights. I see the police finally arrived. One officer steps away from the perimeter of squad cars. She looks familiar… Ah. Detective Kowalski I believe. The detective slowly walks up to Scarlet, her gun holstered inside her open jacket. “Ma'am everything alright in there?” Scarlet shrugs her massive shoulders. “Fixer was here, Fixer got away.” The detective shrugs and nods. “Need us to do anything?”Scarlet shakes her head. “Not really. Feel free to take over the crime scene, I feel we won't get anything anyway.” The detective shrugs. “Alright. Have a good night, I guess.” Scarlet ignores the detective and steps away, summoning her power, she flies into the air, leaving destruction and some very agitated cops behind. Great, now I need a new computer!
Frustration grows in her stomach as she flies, and she finds herself getting angrier and angrier. Why the fucking shit does my lightning not seem to affect her. It destroys her robots, but not her. What is she doing that stops it? Is she truly moving so fast I can't track her? Scarlet chews her bottom lip, her lower lip trembles for a moment as her rage builds, tears starting to form. She stops herself from actually crying, barely. I need to find a better way to protect the city. It's been 5 days since Raven and Ox got captured, and I haven't gotten a full night's sleep since. Her tears build again, and she struggles to push them down. My emotions Are way too close to the surface. She fights a yawn as Judgment Square comes into view. No matter what happens, I'm getting some sleep tonight. Scarlet Rolls her shoulders as she lands on the roof, yawning, she steps into the elevator and heads to her office. She closes her eyes as the elevator lowers, finding herself nodding off standing up. Scarlet opens her gray eyes as the door opens, and she steps out. Strutting to her office, she sees Beatrice sitting behind her desk, slowly working away. When Scarlet comes into view her new secretary gasps and stands up. You look dead on your feet Scarlet! Why didn’t you message me you were back?” Beatrice is wearing a white blouse that shows off her large cleavage, and a tiny skirt just on the cusp of unprofessionalism. Scarlet tears her eyes away from Beatrice's breasts to gaze at her blue eyes, and she holds up her empty wrist, showing where her computer used to be. “Ahhhh.” Beatrice smiles warmly. “Want me to get you another one?” Scarlet nods. “Thanks Beatrice. Can you forward any calls to the police.” Beatrice nods, typing on her computer. “Did you defeat the Fixer?” Scarlet shakes her head, feeling her vision get blurry as tears of frustration build, her headache starts again, and she massages her temples again, grimacing.
She startles in surprise when Beatrice lays a hand on her shoulder. God I'm tired, I didn't even notice her approaching. “Are you alright Scarlet?” Beatrice asks quietly and warmly. Scarlet takes a shuddering breath, slowly letting it go, she smirks. “I’m fine, just some long nights.” “Would you like me to take a try at your headache?” Scarlet chews on her lower lip, then nods. It couldn't hurt. Beatrice nods, and gestures towards Scarlet's office. Scarlet leads the way, sitting in her comfortable chair as Beatrice stands behind her. “Lean back and close your eyes, Scarlet.” Scarlet rolls her eyes and closes them, leaning her head back in her chair, she leans back further, feeling the back of the chair rest against Beatrice's chest. Scarlet opens one eye, getting an eyeful of large, full breasts. Scarlet's stomach tingles as butterflies flutter around her stomach. Her abs clench in arousal as her center starts to burn. Beatrice puts her warm fingers on Scarlet's temple, her thumbs on the back of her neck and gently massages. Scarlet can’t hold back a moan as the pressure immediately drops away. “I'm guessing it's working?” Beatrice asks with a chuckle. Scarlet moans again in response, as Beatrice puts more pressure on Scarlet, her large breasts just touching Scarlet's head. Scarlet feels her pussy moisten, and she clenches her thighs as she fights back a moan of pleasure. “Shhhhh, it's okay Scarlet. Beatrice has you. Just keep your eyes closed and relax.” Scarlet lets out a little whimper as the constant pressure in her head retreats. She sighs and yawns as Beatrice continues to massage her head, slowly, Scarlet feels herself falling asleep, and is unable to stay awake. Beatrice continues to massage the sleeping Scarlet Warden. The secretary smiles down at her, her blue eyes almost glowing in delight as the hero moans in her sleep, Scarlet's hands reaching in between her thighs, under her crotch armor.”Naughty girl” Beatrice laughs silently to herself. “Sleep child, Beatrice will take care of you from now on.”
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Nova Ranger sits in her car, still in the garage at Prododine. She smiles to herself as she prepares a message for Fuentes. Explaining that she has the job, and she may have found a new apartment. The woman on the phone seemed excited when I offered to live with her over the phone, but the rent seems expensive, almost 80% of my paycheck! But when Nova checked other listings close enough to Prododine, she saw that she couldn’t afford anything else, so she had to accept. At least it's within walking distance, only three miles away. Nova Ranger sighs, as her stomach growls. “Come on! I just fed you an hour ago!” Nova sighs and checks her bank account. She groans, seeing she still only has $40 left. I hope I get paid soon… She sighs and glances at the paperwork she was sent away with. Seems ill get paid on the 15th and 1st… Is that normal? She shrugs, reading the perks she gets with the job. 24/7 access to the gym in the building, so that's nice, I can finally work out again. Some of her paycheck is taken out for medical with the companies doctors, dental insurance and eye insurance. Doesn't everyone have these things? Why would people pay for this? “Ugh, do I actually have anything left over?” Doing some quick math, after her rent and insurance, she has about $300 a paycheck left over. “Is that a lot? That's how much Fuentes left me for three days? Can I make that last 15 days?” She shrugs. I can make this work. She dials the woman from before, putting on Miri like a second skin. “Hi again Sunny…” What an awful name… “It’s me, Miri, ummm, is the room still available?” “Hi Miri!” Sunny’s bright voice echoes through the car and Miri has to pull her head from her wrist. “Of course the apartment is still available! Did you decide you would like to live with me?” Nova Ranger cringes at how bright and bubbly Sunny sounds, and she fights back a sigh.
“Yes Sunny, I would love to live with you! When can I move in? Oh, ummmm. I don’t have a lot of money right now so I can’t put down a down payment.” Miri can almost imagine Sunny smiling and pushing away the problems. “No problem Miri, I talked to Samantha after our first call, she has no issue sending your part of the rent directly to me if you don’t have a problem with that. If you do that, I don't have a problem with you moving in! This is so exciting, I’ll send you the paperwork now, hope to see you soon!” Miri nods slowly. I didn't expect to have that money anyway. So sending it directly to her makes sense… right? “I can d-do that Sunny! Thank you so much! I'll take care of the paperwork right away! See you tonight!” Sunny lets out an explosive goodbye and hangs up the phone. Miri sighs. I hope Sunny isn’t always so fucking bright. Her wrist computer pings, and Nova looks through the paperwork. As bright and ditzy Sunny seems, her paperwork is rock solid. The contract is for 8 months, or until the permanent secretary returns. Plenty of time. And once I find the evidence, I can just leave. She signs Miri Anasteli with a beautiful flourish, then hits send. She also sends a message to Sunny letting her know. Sunny’s message in return is a bunch of hearts, and a quick message letting her know she let Samantha know.
Grimacing, Nova puts the address in her computer, and attempts to start the car. On its 4th attempt, it finally catches. Soon I can walk to work and not worry about this piece of shit! She shivers, as the weather finally seems to be turning to winter. Maybe I can get the heat fixed before then with my new paycheck. She pulls up to the security gate, and the same man from earlier waves at her. “Hi again! Did you get the job? I saw a lot of angry women leave today, and you're the only one smiling!” Miri beams at the man. He really is good looking, shame he has such a shitty job. “I did! I look forward to seeing you again!” The man tips his hat, and opens the gate. “I'll see you tomorrow! Have a great night!” Miri smiles and waves, pulling out onto the street, her car rattling and backfiring. She drives through traffic, picking her nails as she growls at traffic, her own stomach growls in return, and she grabs the last of her healthy protein bars. She chews on them as she drives, her hunger receding a little bit. As she gets further from Prododine, the surrounding buildings get worse and worse. By the time she pulls up to the address, she’s surprised she isn't in the slums yet. She pulls into the one parking spot for the apartment. I wonder if Sunny has a car, maybe I can sell this piece of shit. Getting out of her crappy car, Nova pops her back, groaning in relief. She puts on Miri and walks to the door, knocking. “Just a second!” She hears Sunny, then hears slow footsteps towards the door. Miri raises her eyebrow. The door opens and Miri’s smile freezes on her face. In front of her is a woman barely taller than her, but that's where the similarities end. Her voice does not match her body!
Sunny is a fat, pale woman, with large breasts that are starting to droop onto her stomach. She must be at almost 200 lbs of fat! Her pale white face has spots of acne and sweat, and her black hair is in a greasy ponytail. Sunny smiles in delight, and Miri has trouble keeping her smile, as she sees traces of food on Sunny’s plump lips. Sunny’s face is starting to round, and she has a noticeable double chin. Her cheeks, which look like they once were razor sharp, now have a large layer of fat on them, almost making her look like a chipmunk. Her large blue eyes twinkle in delight as she stares Miri in the eyes. Sunny is wearing a tight black shirt with red stains on it, that exposes the bottom of her belly which is starting to rest lower than her waist, almost touching her thighs as she stands. Her muffin top is very noticeable to Miri as she stands there, her love handles bulging out of the shirt making it tight all around her waist. Sunny’s arms are starting to bulge out of the shirt’s sleeves as well, a layer of fat almost hides her wrist, leading to sausage-like fingers that are reaching out for a handshake. The woman's legs are covered by a pair of yoga black yoga pants that appear two or three sizes too small. Her large legs give her a pear like shape, her ankles not quite disappearing yet.
Nova Ranger suppresses a shudder as she reaches her hand out, her own strong hand meeting the fat woman's soft hand. Sunny laughs in delight as she shakes, causing her whole body to jiggle “Miri! It's so nice to meet you in person!” Miri keeps her smile as Sunny releases her hand, and Nova screams in her head as she feels the grease and sweat on it. Too late to back out now you fucking idiot. “Sunny! So nice to meet you as well! Can I come in?” That's the last thing I want… Sunny steps back, and puts her back to the wall, allowing Nova to enter the narrow hallway. Miri suppresses a cringe as her hand brushes against Sunny’s belly. Nova starts to breathe through her mouth as she gets a whiff of cheap food, body odor, cigarette smoke, and several other unidentifiable smells. Really? She's a smoker too? She suppresses a cringe as she see’s shoes by the front door thrown all around. Socks and stockings rest on some of them as well. Several coats are hung up on the wall, each one stained in some fashion. Miri keeps the smile frozen on her face as she steps into the living room, and feels the blood drain from her face.
The living room is a complete mess, dirty clothes lay all around, as well as some dirty plates covering the coffee table. A large TV is turned on, showing some form of reality TV show, luckily for Nova, the sound is muted. “Sorry it's a bit of a mess, I just moved in three weeks ago.” Sunny laughs and walks, well, almost waddles to the couch, each leg swinging around the mass of the other. Sunny huffs, and drops onto the couch, groaning in relief as the couch groans in strain. Miri eyes several unopened cardboard boxes, still taped up and this time she can't hide her grimace. Sunny stares at the TV while she points to a hallway. “The bathroom and the bedrooms are down there. Kitchen is behind you…” She grabs a handful of chips and starts eating, talking with her mouthful. “H-Help yourshelf to w-what evsh.” Sunny smiles at Miri, her eyes sparkling in delight as she chews with her mouth open. “W-What'sh mine ish y-yoursh!” Miri forces a smile on her lips and nods. “I'll just start getting everything from my car, do you have an extra key for me?” Sunny finally swallows and nods, beaming up at Miri from the couch, her voice high and excited. “Cool you have a car? I’ve been using the bus! Can I get a ride with you when we go in at the same time? Oh, the key is in the kitchen.” No! Miri smiles and nods. “Sure!” Miri shrugs. “But I apparently start at 4am, and I have no set end time. Does that work for you?” Sunny shrugs, turning her attention back to the TV. “ Eh, that works, I can catch a ride there and the bus back.” Miri nods and walks towards the kitchen, preparing for the worst. Miri smiles in a bland way as she takes in the kitchen, her heart racing as she starts to panic. Oh my god… Almost every bit of counter space is full of old mail and dirty plates, some still with bits of food on them. The sink itself is completely full, and the dishwasher is full of dirty plates as well. The only semi clean spot is on top of the fridge, and the stove, which has a half eaten large pizza on it. Her stomach growls and she grimaces at herself. You are not eating this filth! She opens the fridge, and isn’t surprised to see it filled with junk food. Sighing she closes the fridge, seeing the key dangling from a magnet. Sighing in relief she grabs the key, attaching it to her car keys. She turns around and walks through the living room. Sunny still sits, staring at the TV while she drinks a soda and shoves chips into her face. “Be right back!” Sunny doesn't even acknowledge her as Nova steps out into fresh air, just now noticing how much it stinks in her new home. She wrinkles her nose as she grabs her first bags, bracing herself to walk through the mess again. She holds her breath until she gets to the one empty room, and sighs in relief. This room is completely untouched from the hurricane outside, completely clean. She sighs in relief as she drops her bags, then makes several more trips to grab everything from her car. Her new room is almost completely unadorned, only a dresser and a clean mattress take up the small room. There's a small empty closet as well. Sighing, she carefully removes all her clothes, carefully folding each one, wrinkling her nose at how wrinkled they all are from being in trash bags for so long. She stretches her back as she finishes, groaning as her back pops.
She pulls out some of Miri’s ‘accomplishments’ at college, and a photo of her fake parents. She places them on her dresser, even hanging a few photos from college. Nova eyes her room critically before nodding to herself. Looks like any other fresh out of college professional. She braces herself and shudders as she opens the door into the rest of the house, the smell already creeping in. Need to buy candles for my room… To keep my room smelling nice at least. She opens the door to the bathroom, already cringing. But is pleasantly surprised to see it's quite clean, only a few towels on the floor, but nothing completely awful. There's a sliding door that opens to reveal the washer and dryer. She nods, sliding the door closed. She places her toiletry items on the clean sink, and places her skin care items and makeup behind the mirror, grimacing at how light they feel. Two days and I'm almost out of makeup and cream. Acting poor fucking sucks! She places her cheap shampoo and conditioner down as well, noting they also feel empty. Have to go shopping once I get paid… She walks into the living room and forces a smile on her face. Sunny smiles at her from the couch, her hands on top of her belly that rests on her thighs. “All moved in Miri?” At least she isn't stuffing her face. “I am! Thank you so much for letting me move in so quickly, you're a real lifesaver!” Sunny beams up at Miri, her face completely honest. “I'm just so glad I could help! I feel like we are going to be the best of friends.” Nova grimaces internally and forces a huge smile on Miri’s face. Only several months of this… “Me too Sunny, I'm going to go grab some groceries with what little money I have left, i'll be back soon!” Sunny frowns and tilts her head, her double chin becoming more prominent. “Something wrong with the groceries I have?” Miri keeps the smiles on her face. “Oh not at all Sunny, and thank you so much for offering me what you bought, but, um, I like to eat, umm, a little healthier.” Sunny throws her head back and laughs, her whole body jiggling as she does so. So fat? How does someone let themselves become such a pig? “Ah, I should have known how fit you are, you don't want to eat all the fattening food I buy right?” Miri smiles and nods. “I like to keep myself active, you know, I plan on going to the gym at work once I get the chance.” Sunny nods, then looks down shyly, nervously playing with her dress. “Would you mind if I joined you sometime? I wouldn't mind losing some weight I gained after college. It would be nice to play some sports again.” Miri smiles. I would love to see you humiliate yourself in front of me, you pig. “I would love to help, and if you want any nutritional advice, I would be happy to offer it.” Sunny nods and waves, returning to her show. What's so interesting about people gossiping about nothing?
Nova Ranger pulls into the nearest grocery store, sighing in relief seeing it's still open. She eyes the clock on her car, one of the few things that works. 8:45pm, I have a few minutes before they close. Slamming the door shut, Nova races over to the grocery store, grabbing a basket as her stomach rumbles at her. I know! Shut up! She heads over to the meat department, and stares in amazement at the prices. “What?” How is one chicken breast $15? I can't live for 15 days on two chicken breasts! I eat at least one breast a meal! She shudders, and looks at the other option. Even the cheap cuts are $10. What the fuck am I supposed to do? She shakes her head and walks over to the frozen section, looking at her options. “Why are fatty foods so much cheaper?” She mutters to herself as she eyes unhealthy premade meals. She finally sees frozen chicken breasts and cringes. 10 breasts for $10… That's a little better, but I still would starve. She groans as looks down the freezer. Frozen breaded chicken breasts are 20 for $10… Why is that so much cheaper? Sighing she grabs three bags. 60 should be enough for 15 days. She cringes as she reads the nutrition facts. So much more fat and salt. Her stomach grumbles angrily. But it's this or starve for days, and then I'll be useless and unable to sneak around or use my invisibility. Grumbling to herself, she heads to the self checkout. “$38! Why?” Nova glares at her receipt. Why the fuck am I taxed for food… I only have $2 for 15 days… She sighs and grabs her bags, stressed beyond relief. How the fuck will I make $2 dollars last 15 days, when I spent over $250 in two days? She sighs as her stomach rumbles. I need to work out tomorrow, Im getting to fucking stressed and I havn’t even started.
Nova grumbles to herself as she pulls into her new home. She unlocks the door, and steps in. Nova raises her eyes as she sees that Sunny is asleep on the couch, snoring, drool running down her double chin. Fucking land whale. Shaking her head she throws her food in the freezer, having to move several frozen pizzas and tubs of ice cream out of the way. I guess I won't starve if I eat all my food. But this food is so fattening! She quickly cooks two breaded chickens. She moans in relief as she fills her stomach. “Mhmmmm.” Why is breaded chicken so much better than my usual skinless chicken? Must be all the unhealthy salt. She takes tiny quick bites, dapping her mouth with a napkin as she eats. She stands and stretches, looking at the mess around her, her hands sweating with the want to clean up this huge mess. Tomorrow, after work, I can start cleaning up this messy apartment. She stuffs her paper plate and napkin into an overstuffed trash bag, cringing as she does. She hops into the shower and quickly cleans her body. My shampoo and bodywash are almost empty… I'll have to ration it. She groans as the hot water quickly becomes ice cold. She yelps and turns the water off. Sighing, she dries herself off, then brushes her teeth as she uses the toilet.
She lays down on her scratchy bed, the bedding from her car needs washing tomorrow as well. She sighs as she tries to fall asleep, the strange noises and creeks from the house making it difficult. She checks the time. 11:45pm… I have to be at work at 4am. Ugh. She slowly falls asleep, just barely hearing Sunny snoring in the living room.
Nova Ranger curses as she pumps gas into the tank of her shitty car. Two days! Two fucking days I've been living out of this car! And I'm already down to my last 40 fucking dollars. Nova curses again as the pump stops. “That's it?” 3 gallons for $20? What a rip off! She groans as she sits down in the uncomfortable driver's seat, and turns the car on, praying it actually starts. Luckily it catches on the third try and she lets out a sigh of relief. She curses as she sees 3 gallons only got her another day of driving to her sleeping spot by the women's shelter. She curses her past self for wasting so much money the first day. How was I supposed to know food and gas was so fucking expensive? Nova rubs her tight neck, sleeping in a car has not been good for her spine and posture, and she can feel the grime building up on her even as she showers whenever she can at local women's shelters. Prododine better post the job soon, or I'm calling this bullshit assignment early. I haven't even been able to do a more strenuous workout than walking around the city! She checks her wrist computer for the 10th time since she woke up, and stares in shock as the job listing actually populates. “Thank fucking god!” She sends her premade resume and work history in. She wiggles happily in her seat, then glances at the information quickly sent back. “Shit!” The first round of interviews are only in a couple hours. Is that fast? I have no idea. She wrinkles her nose as she smells herself, only the lightest amount of smell reaching her nose. Time for another shower. She drives as quickly as she can with traffic, heading towards the women's shelter.
Nova had fed them some bullshit story about leaving an abusive relationship in California, so the suckers let her use the facilities for free. Nova rushes in, tears in her eyes as she walks up to Mindy, the receptionist. Or is it Mandy? Mandy? Mindy? Looks up from her desk, a smile on her face. “How can I help you today Miri?” Nova lets a few tears fall, wiping her eyes, she smiles timidly at Mandy. “C-can I use your showers one more time? I t-think I have a job interview lined up and I need to get ready.” Mandy smiles and hands her the keys. “Good luck Miri! You've got this.” Nova smiles and blushes. “T-thank you! You have all b-been so kind to me.” Nova lets out a small sniffle then hurries to the shower.
She sighs in relief as the hot water actually works today, and hurriedly gets as clean as she can. She applies the cheap shampoo and conditioner, cringing at how it feels in her hair. Already almost used it all up to… Using cheap store gas station soap, she tries to clean herself as best as possible, grimacing at the soap streaks left on her body. The water starts to get colder, so Nova hops out and quickly dries herself. She quickly applies cheap makeup to make herself look as professional as possible, while also vulnerable and young. Her stomach grumbles, and she allows herself to eat two of the protein bars she bought before realizing how little money Amy Fuentes gave her. When I'm done with this, I'm going to fuck with her so much. She pulls out the best professional outfit Fuentes gave her, slightly better material then her current clothing, but nothing compared to what she was used to. She puts the white blouse on, then tucks it into her black pencil skirt. She pulls stockings on, then slides her feet into cheap flats. She eyes herself critically in the mirror. “Good enough.” She lets Miri out, and her gaze softens, her cheeks flushing with excitement. She smiles, her look innocent and slightly empty. Perfect. Gathering her things, she hands the key back to Mandy. “T-thank you s-so much… for everything.” Mandy smiles at Nova. You look fantastic Miri, you're going to kill it today.” Nova timidly smiles and gasps. “I have to go! Can't be late!”
Nova hurries out of the shelter, throwing her bag in the car. Praying it starts, she sighs in relief when the car actually starts on the first try. She pulls into Prododines garage with maybe 15 minutes to spare. The buff security guard raises his eyebrows, his eyes scanning the crappy car before meeting her eyes. “Caaaan I help you?” Nova smiles at him embarrassedly, twirling her blonde hair with her finger. “I'm here for a job interview at 1:30 with…” Shit who was the hiring point of contact? Sam? Sandy? “Oh, are you applying for the secretary position with Ms. Shields?” Nova smiles nervously and nods her head. “Yes I am!” The man smiles and winks as he presses a button, the gate rising. “Samantha will be your point of contact. Park on the next floor and follow the signs to the front office. Good luck Ms…?” Nova smiles, fluttering her eyelashes at the man and dimpling her cheeks. “Miri, Miri Anasteli. Thank you so much!” The man tips his hat and Nova drives on, her fake smile falling from her lips. Parking her piece of shit car next to much nicer cars, Nova completely falls into the character Miri Anasteli.
Miri steps out of her car and stares sadly at the nicer cars. She smiles in embarrassment as a young woman in designer clothes steps out of one of the BMW’s and smirks at Miri and then Miri’s car. Laughing, the woman struts past on heels more expensive than Miri’s car. Miri frowns, fighting back tears as she locks her car, placing her keys in her purse. She takes a deep breath, then follows the signs. Miri stares in amazement at the large open lobby filled with people moving with a purpose in and out. The glass lobby lets the afternoon sun in, warming the room. Miri rolls her shoulders back, and confidently struts to the two attentive receptionists. “How can I help you Ma'am?” Miri smiles, making her eyes large and attentive, she looks at both women and greets them. “Good afternoon ladies! I'm here for a job interview with Samantha for the secretarial position for Liliane Shields.” The two women return Miri’s smile and one hands her a packet. “Welcome! Please use the elevators behind us and head up to the 70th floor, then follow the signs. Good luck! Miri smiles and takes the packet, thanking the two ladies. Miri takes the elevator up, then follows the signs once again. She admires the gorgeous woodwork and tile work, every piece of art seemingly fitting the company perfectly. Miri is led to a small office, with several other well dressed women sitting quietly.
Miri smiles at the women, then sits down at the first open chair. She quickly finishes the paperwork, really just the same things she sent in earlier, then patiently waits. As she waits, Nova eyes the competition, keeping a smile on her face. None of these fuckers will have a chance if what Amy told me is correct. Each lady seems to be from rich backgrounds, much like Nova herself. Several of the ladies have openly smirked at Miri, who just smiles politely back. Don't these idiots know there's usually a plant here making sure we behave ourselves?
Miri smiles blandly at everyone, and keeps to herself as several women strike up conversations. All conversations stop as a woman in professional attire walks in, her blazer and striped pants looking good on her, her blue eyes matching her blonde hair. The woman looks down at a piece of paper, then reads off the first name. One of the women stands and follows, leaving silence In their wake. Nova remains quiet as other women are picked and interviewed before her, forcing herself not to fidget too much, but also not to remain completely still. After what feels like forever, but most likely no more than an hour, the woman finally calls Miri's name. Miri stands and smiles, offering her hand to the woman. The woman, clearly surprised, shakes her hand smiling. “Hello, I'm Miri! Nice to meet you.” The woman's smile increases. “Samantha, and nice to meet you as well, Miri. This way please.” The two remaining women stare daggers at Miri as she follows Samantha, the same bland smile on her face as she ignores the hatred burning into her back. Miri is led to another office, this one nicer than the waiting room. Samantha sits behind the desk, then offers the other chair to Miri. Miri smiles and takes a seat, keeping her back straight. Samantha quietly looks through the papers in front of her, before returning her gaze to Miri. “You are awfully under qualified to work here Ms. Anasteli, why do you think you are qualified to work here?” Miri swallows and smiles. “On paper I look under qualified, I agree. But I think if you look at the whole picture I present, you will see that I am perfectly suited to work here.” Samantha smiles and continues the interview.
Miri answers question after question, each one more difficult and intense than the last. She is offered a glass of water and eagerly takes it, her throat raw from talking so much. After what feels like much longer than the other women's interview, Samantha stands and shakes Miri’s hand again, smiling at her. “Can you stay for a little bit longer? I like what I've seen, but there's still a few more candidates after you.” Miri beams at Samantha and nods her head. “Yes! Absolutely Ma’am!” Samantha smiles again and leads Miri to another room, this one empty of anyone. “Make yourself at home, there's snacks and drinks over there as this might be a bit longer. Thank you for your patience.” Miri smiles and does a little bow to Samantha, who turns around and returns to her interviews. Nova, aware of the likelihood of cameras, smiles blandly as she walks toward the snacks. Need a little bit of real food, since real food is apparently more than I thought. Suppressing a sigh, she helps herself to a few healthy snacks and a bowl of oatmeal, quietly eating her food and drinking a glass of water. When Miri’s done, she cleans up the small mess she made and cleans the counter and table for good measure. She sits down, keeping her back straight as she reads through her notes, as if she actually wrote down anything useful. Nova scans the office for any sign of wires or cameras, thinking she only spots one. That's not too bad for an office building. Smiling Miri writes down more in her notebook, occasionally using her wrist computer to double check her resume, all normal things a nervous job applicant might do.
When Samantha finally returns, Miri stands and smiles. Samantha returns the smile. “Congratulations, you've been the best applicant so far. Ms. Shields would like to meet you.” Did acting poor actually help? Doesn't fucking seem like it. Amy is so fucked when im done here. Miri lets her smile grow and quickly brushes away a few stray tears as she nods at Samantha. Samantha smiles, and gestures to Miri to follow her. Miri follows, keeping an excited grin on her face tempering it with professional seriousness. Samantha leads Miri through a glass door into a large room, with a wall length window on one side and a large book shelf on the other. Across the way on the opposite side of the wall are large wooden double doors, with a nice desk off to the side. Samantha pushes open the door, and Nova Ranger follows, getting her first glance of the famous Liliane Shields.
The small woman stands, her black hair falling to her shoulders. She has kind blue eyes and professional makeup. Shields plump lips pull into a smile as she stands, offering her hand to Miri across the desk. Shields' blue eyes are almost even with Novas, Shields only an inch or so taller than Miri. Miri reaches across the desk and shakes her hand, Shields' own hands calloused, like Nova's own hands. Shield sits, and Miri sits as well. “So Miri, Samantha and I have liked what we've seen, can you tell us a little bit about your life and why you think you're a good fit here?” Miri smiles, and proceeds to provide a completely fake life story, told so convincingly it almost convinces Nova. Miri explains her love of sports, and how much she enjoyed her times at college, carefully leaving out mention of her parents and the Summer War of 36, leaving just enough unsaid that someone will want to ask.
Half way through the interview, Samantha finally bites. “And what are your parents involved in?” Miri’s lower lip trembles and she dabs away tears before they can fall. “Oh… they were killed in the Summer War.” She sniffles, and Samnatha looks devastated while Shields lays a hand on Miri’s own. “I'm so sorry to hear that Miri, we are so sorry to hear that, and to bring it up.” Miri nods. “I-its okay, it's not your fault.” Shields nods and removes her hand, placing both hands on her lap. Nova smiles inwardly. Got you now bitch! Well Miri, Samantha and I like what we see. I think I can work with you fairly well. You do understand this is a temporary job, and is only for 8 months. If you do well, we can find you another position when my permanent secretary returns.” Shields smiles and stands, Samantha and Miri following. “Are you ready to work harder than you ever have in your life?” I doubt that very much. Miri smiles and nods her head. “Absolutely Ma'am. And yes, I understand this job is temporary.” Shield smiles and offers her hand, Miri immediately taking it and shaking it firmly.
“Oh one more thing Miri.” Miri turns towards Samantha as she pulls her hand back. What now? On your paperwork, the address you put down was the nearest women's shelter… are you okay and safe?” Miri lets tears build In her eyes again, letting her cheeks blush in embarrassment. “Y-yes Ma'am. I uh, Live out of my car right now… I uh… kind of sold everything else after college to move out here.” Samantha stares compassionately at Miri. “Oh Miri, I'm so sorry. You know…” Samantha taps her cheek, thinking. “We have a new employee we hired a few weeks ago who is looking for a roommate. I believe I remember over hearing the rent is cheap, and with what we will be paying you, you can definitely afford it now. Would you like her number?” Miri lets out a gasp of relief and nods, letting a few tears fall. “That would be great Ma'am! Thank you so much! For everything!” Samantha smiles, and Shields laughs, her low voice causing Miri to shiver in delight. I will push you to the ground and fuck you so much when I find proof. “Don't thank us yet Miri, once you see how much work you'll have to do, you may wish you never accepted this job. See you tomorrow at 4am, your badge will be at the front desk.” Miri smiles and nods, then follows Samantha out.
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Liliane Shields sits back in her chair, smiling to herself as she absently plays with her fingers. Samantha returns a few minutes later, smiling at Liliane. “Well boss, what do you think?” Liliane smiles, her canines showing. “I think Nova Ranger thinks she's a whole lot smarter than us.” Samantha laughs, throwing her head back. “That's for certain, how do you think she'll react to her new roomate.” Liliane smiles, her eyes glittering with laughter. “I think B-3 will make a great roommate for Nova, you know how Sunny can grow on a person.” Shields chuckles, remembering something odd. “And the woman never even asked about her salary or benefits, or even glanced at that section! She has no idea what she's supposed to be paid, so it's not like she can afford anything else.” At that, Liliane and Samantha throw their heads back, howling with laughter. Samantha mock glares at her boss. “You know it's illegal to pay less than minimum wage boss?” Liliane laughs harder, turning into a cackle. “I'm sorry officer, I didn't know I couldn't do that.” Liliane can't keep a straight face, and they both continue to howl with laughter. It slowly dies down. Samantha wipes tears from her eyes as she stands up. “I'm heading back to the facility to check on Ox and Raven. See you later tonight boss?” The Fixer shakes her head, her black hair tumbling behind her. “Not today Samantha, I have to start playing with Scarlet.” Samantha smiles,calling over her shoulder. “You aren't supposed to play with your food boss.” The Fixer only smiles in response.
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Scarlet Warden stands with her hands on her hips, her legs shoulder length apart. She stands on the top of Judgement Square, 40 stories up. She stares over the city as the sun sets, and barely stops a yawn from escaping. Two days! Two days since Nova left, and I feel like I'm drowning in fatigue already. Scarlet chews on her bottom lip nervously, a nasty habit from childhood that seems to have come back recently. Starting right after Steel Ox and Moon Raven were kidnapped by The Fixer. At least the first message for Nova came in. Looks like she got the job, and starts tomorrow. Hopefully soon we have something, anything, to go on. Scarlet continues to chew on her lip, when another ping hits her computer. She shakes her head. “Not even 10 minutes to myself these days.” Scarlet reads the ping, forwarded to her by her new secretary.” At least one thing went right this week, my new secretary hasn't fucked up once, and has been a great help sorting what is and isn't important. Scarlet smiles softly as she thinks of her new secretary.
Beatrice is tall for a woman, standing at 5’10”, she is still nearly a foot shorter than Scarlet herself. Her brown hair is usually tied in a severe bun, and her piercing hazel eyes miss nothing. From the minute she arrived, she's been making my life easier. Her soft face and body makes her look maternal in a way, and if Scarlet didn't know better, she would think Beatrice should be raising a house full of kids, not acting as secretary to another superhero. But apparently this is what Beatrice likes doing, and who was Scarlet to turn away excellent help. The message Beatrice sent is short. “Ms.Fuentes was alerted by Police of a new type of robot breaking into a bank. Possibly related to Rogue robots. Address to follow. - B”
Scarlet frowns, chewing her lip again. New robots, that can't be good. Scarlet sends a reply. “Any photos of the Robots?” A minute later an image appears, and Scarlet raises an eyebrow. A grainy photo shows a feminine looking figure covered on black latex head to toe. Like the fucking Fixer. And it looks like these robots might be taller than me. “Shit, that's definitely related.” Sighing, Scarlet Warden summons her powers as lightning surrounds her. She rises off the roof, enjoying the feeling of her power coursing through her veins. The smell of ozone is a familiar comfort to her, and she is ready to fly toward the coordinates as soon as Beatrice sends them.
When they arrive, Scarlet is off in a flash, a red streak across the night sky. The sound of thunder trails behind her, like a sonic boom trailing a supersonic jet. Scarlet Warden comes to a hover in front of the bank, her red lightning causing the whole block to grow red. Her energy crackles around her as she lowers herself to the ground. Scarlet looks around, seeing only empty streets. She marches towards the bank, the front door already torn off and tossed aside. She marches through the front door, her hands and powers at the ready. The large dark room is deceptively quiet, the only light source radiating from Scarlet herself.
Without warning, a black blob throws itself at her from the shadows. Scarlet claps, and the blob is blown back in an explosion of thunder. The Blob stands back up, an arm missing. Scarlet grins as she realizes the ‘blob’ is in fact one of those feminine robots. Even missing one arm, the robot charges her again. Scarlet snaps, and the other arm blows off with a blast of lighting. The robot collapses, and doesn't move again. Scarlet carefully walks around the lobby of the bank, looking for the second one. Scarlet barely has time to react when it drops down from the ceiling, landing on her back. Her lighting crackles and pops around her as she grabs the robot, barely getting a good grip on its long black hair. Pulling and bending forward at the hips, Scarlet manages to dislodge it and throw it across the room. The robot twists in midair, bouncing off the wall with its feet, charging back at Scarlet. As it runs, its arms start to extend into long shiny blades. Interesting. As the robot gets within 10 feet, Scarlet claps again. The resulting explosion sends the bot flying backwards in a heap, furniture and cement explode into dust reducing the visibility. The robot begins to get up again, when Scarlet snaps again. The head of the robot bursts into red fire, and the bot collapses, finally still as it burns. A slow clap starts behind her, and Scarlet whips around, her hands at the ready. Where the fuck did she come from? The Fixer strolls through the destruction, her whole body in similar latex to the robots. Her hands slowly clap as she stays a healthy distance from Scarlet. “Very good Rosalina, you took those out faster than Raven did.” Scarlet clenches her fists, her rage building as her powers collect around her. Beneath the rage, a fragileness grows as well, tears starting to build behind her eyes. “What do you want, Fixer?” Fixer continues to walk in a circle around her, and she ignores the question, continuing to monologue. “Yes, Raven was defeated by three, but she got two before they got her in the end.” Scarlet furrows her brow. How did Raven get taken out by these easy things? “How many did Steel Ox defeat then?” The Fixer stops and tilts her head, her blood red lips pull into a smile as her scarlet hair billows around her. “He never fought any, he only fought me.” This little girl beat the mighty Steel Ox? “I don't believe you, Fixer.” The Fixer shrugs, and continues her circle around Scarlet, slowly getting closer. That should do it. The Fixer takes one more step, and Scarlet brings her hands together. A rippling explosion destroys 20 feet of the building where The Fixer was standing. Scarlet claps again for good measure, and she hears the building groan as it sags. “Nice try Rosalina.” Scarlet Warden whips around, still feeling Fixers breath on her ear. The Fixer now stands near the exit 30 feet away, her arms crossed and smirking, she holds up a wrist computer and shakes it. Scarlet looks at her own wrist, and realizes The Fixer stole it right off her arm. Scarlet roars and lets loose with her rapid fire snapping. Bolt after bolt of lighting traveling at The Fixer.
When the smoke and fire clear, the Fixer remains standing, unhurt. She yawns, and blows on her nails before grinning back at Scarlet as she smashes Scarlet's computer easily in her grip, dropping the remains. “Are you Ready to ACT YOUR AGE, CHILD?” Scarlet freezes in place, her brain struggling with conflicting information. When she comes to, The Fixer is gone. Scarlet groans and stomps her foot, crushing the remains of a wooden chair. She looks around the destroyed room, not surprised to see the two destroyed robots gone. Chewing her lower lip, Scarlet walks out of the destroyed bank into a clusterfuck of sirens and lights. I see the police finally arrived. One officer steps away from the perimeter of squad cars. She looks familiar… Ah. Detective Kowalski I believe. The detective slowly walks up to Scarlet, her gun holstered inside her open jacket. “Ma'am everything alright in there?” Scarlet shrugs her massive shoulders. “Fixer was here, Fixer got away.” The detective shrugs and nods. “Need us to do anything?”Scarlet shakes her head. “Not really. Feel free to take over the crime scene, I feel we won't get anything anyway.” The detective shrugs. “Alright. Have a good night, I guess.” Scarlet ignores the detective and steps away, summoning her power, she flies into the air, leaving destruction and some very agitated cops behind. Great, now I need a new computer!
Frustration grows in her stomach as she flies, and she finds herself getting angrier and angrier. Why the fucking shit does my lightning not seem to affect her. It destroys her robots, but not her. What is she doing that stops it? Is she truly moving so fast I can't track her? Scarlet chews her bottom lip, her lower lip trembles for a moment as her rage builds, tears starting to form. She stops herself from actually crying, barely. I need to find a better way to protect the city. It's been 5 days since Raven and Ox got captured, and I haven't gotten a full night's sleep since. Her tears build again, and she struggles to push them down. My emotions Are way too close to the surface. She fights a yawn as Judgment Square comes into view. No matter what happens, I'm getting some sleep tonight. Scarlet Rolls her shoulders as she lands on the roof, yawning, she steps into the elevator and heads to her office. She closes her eyes as the elevator lowers, finding herself nodding off standing up. Scarlet opens her gray eyes as the door opens, and she steps out. Strutting to her office, she sees Beatrice sitting behind her desk, slowly working away. When Scarlet comes into view her new secretary gasps and stands up. You look dead on your feet Scarlet! Why didn’t you message me you were back?” Beatrice is wearing a white blouse that shows off her large cleavage, and a tiny skirt just on the cusp of unprofessionalism. Scarlet tears her eyes away from Beatrice's breasts to gaze at her blue eyes, and she holds up her empty wrist, showing where her computer used to be. “Ahhhh.” Beatrice smiles warmly. “Want me to get you another one?” Scarlet nods. “Thanks Beatrice. Can you forward any calls to the police.” Beatrice nods, typing on her computer. “Did you defeat the Fixer?” Scarlet shakes her head, feeling her vision get blurry as tears of frustration build, her headache starts again, and she massages her temples again, grimacing.
She startles in surprise when Beatrice lays a hand on her shoulder. God I'm tired, I didn't even notice her approaching. “Are you alright Scarlet?” Beatrice asks quietly and warmly. Scarlet takes a shuddering breath, slowly letting it go, she smirks. “I’m fine, just some long nights.” “Would you like me to take a try at your headache?” Scarlet chews on her lower lip, then nods. It couldn't hurt. Beatrice nods, and gestures towards Scarlet's office. Scarlet leads the way, sitting in her comfortable chair as Beatrice stands behind her. “Lean back and close your eyes, Scarlet.” Scarlet rolls her eyes and closes them, leaning her head back in her chair, she leans back further, feeling the back of the chair rest against Beatrice's chest. Scarlet opens one eye, getting an eyeful of large, full breasts. Scarlet's stomach tingles as butterflies flutter around her stomach. Her abs clench in arousal as her center starts to burn. Beatrice puts her warm fingers on Scarlet's temple, her thumbs on the back of her neck and gently massages. Scarlet can’t hold back a moan as the pressure immediately drops away. “I'm guessing it's working?” Beatrice asks with a chuckle. Scarlet moans again in response, as Beatrice puts more pressure on Scarlet, her large breasts just touching Scarlet's head. Scarlet feels her pussy moisten, and she clenches her thighs as she fights back a moan of pleasure. “Shhhhh, it's okay Scarlet. Beatrice has you. Just keep your eyes closed and relax.” Scarlet lets out a little whimper as the constant pressure in her head retreats. She sighs and yawns as Beatrice continues to massage her head, slowly, Scarlet feels herself falling asleep, and is unable to stay awake. Beatrice continues to massage the sleeping Scarlet Warden. The secretary smiles down at her, her blue eyes almost glowing in delight as the hero moans in her sleep, Scarlet's hands reaching in between her thighs, under her crotch armor.”Naughty girl” Beatrice laughs silently to herself. “Sleep child, Beatrice will take care of you from now on.”
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Nova Ranger sits in her car, still in the garage at Prododine. She smiles to herself as she prepares a message for Fuentes. Explaining that she has the job, and she may have found a new apartment. The woman on the phone seemed excited when I offered to live with her over the phone, but the rent seems expensive, almost 80% of my paycheck! But when Nova checked other listings close enough to Prododine, she saw that she couldn’t afford anything else, so she had to accept. At least it's within walking distance, only three miles away. Nova Ranger sighs, as her stomach growls. “Come on! I just fed you an hour ago!” Nova sighs and checks her bank account. She groans, seeing she still only has $40 left. I hope I get paid soon… She sighs and glances at the paperwork she was sent away with. Seems ill get paid on the 15th and 1st… Is that normal? She shrugs, reading the perks she gets with the job. 24/7 access to the gym in the building, so that's nice, I can finally work out again. Some of her paycheck is taken out for medical with the companies doctors, dental insurance and eye insurance. Doesn't everyone have these things? Why would people pay for this? “Ugh, do I actually have anything left over?” Doing some quick math, after her rent and insurance, she has about $300 a paycheck left over. “Is that a lot? That's how much Fuentes left me for three days? Can I make that last 15 days?” She shrugs. I can make this work. She dials the woman from before, putting on Miri like a second skin. “Hi again Sunny…” What an awful name… “It’s me, Miri, ummm, is the room still available?” “Hi Miri!” Sunny’s bright voice echoes through the car and Miri has to pull her head from her wrist. “Of course the apartment is still available! Did you decide you would like to live with me?” Nova Ranger cringes at how bright and bubbly Sunny sounds, and she fights back a sigh.
“Yes Sunny, I would love to live with you! When can I move in? Oh, ummmm. I don’t have a lot of money right now so I can’t put down a down payment.” Miri can almost imagine Sunny smiling and pushing away the problems. “No problem Miri, I talked to Samantha after our first call, she has no issue sending your part of the rent directly to me if you don’t have a problem with that. If you do that, I don't have a problem with you moving in! This is so exciting, I’ll send you the paperwork now, hope to see you soon!” Miri nods slowly. I didn't expect to have that money anyway. So sending it directly to her makes sense… right? “I can d-do that Sunny! Thank you so much! I'll take care of the paperwork right away! See you tonight!” Sunny lets out an explosive goodbye and hangs up the phone. Miri sighs. I hope Sunny isn’t always so fucking bright. Her wrist computer pings, and Nova looks through the paperwork. As bright and ditzy Sunny seems, her paperwork is rock solid. The contract is for 8 months, or until the permanent secretary returns. Plenty of time. And once I find the evidence, I can just leave. She signs Miri Anasteli with a beautiful flourish, then hits send. She also sends a message to Sunny letting her know. Sunny’s message in return is a bunch of hearts, and a quick message letting her know she let Samantha know.
Grimacing, Nova puts the address in her computer, and attempts to start the car. On its 4th attempt, it finally catches. Soon I can walk to work and not worry about this piece of shit! She shivers, as the weather finally seems to be turning to winter. Maybe I can get the heat fixed before then with my new paycheck. She pulls up to the security gate, and the same man from earlier waves at her. “Hi again! Did you get the job? I saw a lot of angry women leave today, and you're the only one smiling!” Miri beams at the man. He really is good looking, shame he has such a shitty job. “I did! I look forward to seeing you again!” The man tips his hat, and opens the gate. “I'll see you tomorrow! Have a great night!” Miri smiles and waves, pulling out onto the street, her car rattling and backfiring. She drives through traffic, picking her nails as she growls at traffic, her own stomach growls in return, and she grabs the last of her healthy protein bars. She chews on them as she drives, her hunger receding a little bit. As she gets further from Prododine, the surrounding buildings get worse and worse. By the time she pulls up to the address, she’s surprised she isn't in the slums yet. She pulls into the one parking spot for the apartment. I wonder if Sunny has a car, maybe I can sell this piece of shit. Getting out of her crappy car, Nova pops her back, groaning in relief. She puts on Miri and walks to the door, knocking. “Just a second!” She hears Sunny, then hears slow footsteps towards the door. Miri raises her eyebrow. The door opens and Miri’s smile freezes on her face. In front of her is a woman barely taller than her, but that's where the similarities end. Her voice does not match her body!
Sunny is a fat, pale woman, with large breasts that are starting to droop onto her stomach. She must be at almost 200 lbs of fat! Her pale white face has spots of acne and sweat, and her black hair is in a greasy ponytail. Sunny smiles in delight, and Miri has trouble keeping her smile, as she sees traces of food on Sunny’s plump lips. Sunny’s face is starting to round, and she has a noticeable double chin. Her cheeks, which look like they once were razor sharp, now have a large layer of fat on them, almost making her look like a chipmunk. Her large blue eyes twinkle in delight as she stares Miri in the eyes. Sunny is wearing a tight black shirt with red stains on it, that exposes the bottom of her belly which is starting to rest lower than her waist, almost touching her thighs as she stands. Her muffin top is very noticeable to Miri as she stands there, her love handles bulging out of the shirt making it tight all around her waist. Sunny’s arms are starting to bulge out of the shirt’s sleeves as well, a layer of fat almost hides her wrist, leading to sausage-like fingers that are reaching out for a handshake. The woman's legs are covered by a pair of yoga black yoga pants that appear two or three sizes too small. Her large legs give her a pear like shape, her ankles not quite disappearing yet.
Nova Ranger suppresses a shudder as she reaches her hand out, her own strong hand meeting the fat woman's soft hand. Sunny laughs in delight as she shakes, causing her whole body to jiggle “Miri! It's so nice to meet you in person!” Miri keeps her smile as Sunny releases her hand, and Nova screams in her head as she feels the grease and sweat on it. Too late to back out now you fucking idiot. “Sunny! So nice to meet you as well! Can I come in?” That's the last thing I want… Sunny steps back, and puts her back to the wall, allowing Nova to enter the narrow hallway. Miri suppresses a cringe as her hand brushes against Sunny’s belly. Nova starts to breathe through her mouth as she gets a whiff of cheap food, body odor, cigarette smoke, and several other unidentifiable smells. Really? She's a smoker too? She suppresses a cringe as she see’s shoes by the front door thrown all around. Socks and stockings rest on some of them as well. Several coats are hung up on the wall, each one stained in some fashion. Miri keeps the smile frozen on her face as she steps into the living room, and feels the blood drain from her face.
The living room is a complete mess, dirty clothes lay all around, as well as some dirty plates covering the coffee table. A large TV is turned on, showing some form of reality TV show, luckily for Nova, the sound is muted. “Sorry it's a bit of a mess, I just moved in three weeks ago.” Sunny laughs and walks, well, almost waddles to the couch, each leg swinging around the mass of the other. Sunny huffs, and drops onto the couch, groaning in relief as the couch groans in strain. Miri eyes several unopened cardboard boxes, still taped up and this time she can't hide her grimace. Sunny stares at the TV while she points to a hallway. “The bathroom and the bedrooms are down there. Kitchen is behind you…” She grabs a handful of chips and starts eating, talking with her mouthful. “H-Help yourshelf to w-what evsh.” Sunny smiles at Miri, her eyes sparkling in delight as she chews with her mouth open. “W-What'sh mine ish y-yoursh!” Miri forces a smile on her lips and nods. “I'll just start getting everything from my car, do you have an extra key for me?” Sunny finally swallows and nods, beaming up at Miri from the couch, her voice high and excited. “Cool you have a car? I’ve been using the bus! Can I get a ride with you when we go in at the same time? Oh, the key is in the kitchen.” No! Miri smiles and nods. “Sure!” Miri shrugs. “But I apparently start at 4am, and I have no set end time. Does that work for you?” Sunny shrugs, turning her attention back to the TV. “ Eh, that works, I can catch a ride there and the bus back.” Miri nods and walks towards the kitchen, preparing for the worst. Miri smiles in a bland way as she takes in the kitchen, her heart racing as she starts to panic. Oh my god… Almost every bit of counter space is full of old mail and dirty plates, some still with bits of food on them. The sink itself is completely full, and the dishwasher is full of dirty plates as well. The only semi clean spot is on top of the fridge, and the stove, which has a half eaten large pizza on it. Her stomach growls and she grimaces at herself. You are not eating this filth! She opens the fridge, and isn’t surprised to see it filled with junk food. Sighing she closes the fridge, seeing the key dangling from a magnet. Sighing in relief she grabs the key, attaching it to her car keys. She turns around and walks through the living room. Sunny still sits, staring at the TV while she drinks a soda and shoves chips into her face. “Be right back!” Sunny doesn't even acknowledge her as Nova steps out into fresh air, just now noticing how much it stinks in her new home. She wrinkles her nose as she grabs her first bags, bracing herself to walk through the mess again. She holds her breath until she gets to the one empty room, and sighs in relief. This room is completely untouched from the hurricane outside, completely clean. She sighs in relief as she drops her bags, then makes several more trips to grab everything from her car. Her new room is almost completely unadorned, only a dresser and a clean mattress take up the small room. There's a small empty closet as well. Sighing, she carefully removes all her clothes, carefully folding each one, wrinkling her nose at how wrinkled they all are from being in trash bags for so long. She stretches her back as she finishes, groaning as her back pops.
She pulls out some of Miri’s ‘accomplishments’ at college, and a photo of her fake parents. She places them on her dresser, even hanging a few photos from college. Nova eyes her room critically before nodding to herself. Looks like any other fresh out of college professional. She braces herself and shudders as she opens the door into the rest of the house, the smell already creeping in. Need to buy candles for my room… To keep my room smelling nice at least. She opens the door to the bathroom, already cringing. But is pleasantly surprised to see it's quite clean, only a few towels on the floor, but nothing completely awful. There's a sliding door that opens to reveal the washer and dryer. She nods, sliding the door closed. She places her toiletry items on the clean sink, and places her skin care items and makeup behind the mirror, grimacing at how light they feel. Two days and I'm almost out of makeup and cream. Acting poor fucking sucks! She places her cheap shampoo and conditioner down as well, noting they also feel empty. Have to go shopping once I get paid… She walks into the living room and forces a smile on her face. Sunny smiles at her from the couch, her hands on top of her belly that rests on her thighs. “All moved in Miri?” At least she isn't stuffing her face. “I am! Thank you so much for letting me move in so quickly, you're a real lifesaver!” Sunny beams up at Miri, her face completely honest. “I'm just so glad I could help! I feel like we are going to be the best of friends.” Nova grimaces internally and forces a huge smile on Miri’s face. Only several months of this… “Me too Sunny, I'm going to go grab some groceries with what little money I have left, i'll be back soon!” Sunny frowns and tilts her head, her double chin becoming more prominent. “Something wrong with the groceries I have?” Miri keeps the smiles on her face. “Oh not at all Sunny, and thank you so much for offering me what you bought, but, um, I like to eat, umm, a little healthier.” Sunny throws her head back and laughs, her whole body jiggling as she does so. So fat? How does someone let themselves become such a pig? “Ah, I should have known how fit you are, you don't want to eat all the fattening food I buy right?” Miri smiles and nods. “I like to keep myself active, you know, I plan on going to the gym at work once I get the chance.” Sunny nods, then looks down shyly, nervously playing with her dress. “Would you mind if I joined you sometime? I wouldn't mind losing some weight I gained after college. It would be nice to play some sports again.” Miri smiles. I would love to see you humiliate yourself in front of me, you pig. “I would love to help, and if you want any nutritional advice, I would be happy to offer it.” Sunny nods and waves, returning to her show. What's so interesting about people gossiping about nothing?
Nova Ranger pulls into the nearest grocery store, sighing in relief seeing it's still open. She eyes the clock on her car, one of the few things that works. 8:45pm, I have a few minutes before they close. Slamming the door shut, Nova races over to the grocery store, grabbing a basket as her stomach rumbles at her. I know! Shut up! She heads over to the meat department, and stares in amazement at the prices. “What?” How is one chicken breast $15? I can't live for 15 days on two chicken breasts! I eat at least one breast a meal! She shudders, and looks at the other option. Even the cheap cuts are $10. What the fuck am I supposed to do? She shakes her head and walks over to the frozen section, looking at her options. “Why are fatty foods so much cheaper?” She mutters to herself as she eyes unhealthy premade meals. She finally sees frozen chicken breasts and cringes. 10 breasts for $10… That's a little better, but I still would starve. She groans as looks down the freezer. Frozen breaded chicken breasts are 20 for $10… Why is that so much cheaper? Sighing she grabs three bags. 60 should be enough for 15 days. She cringes as she reads the nutrition facts. So much more fat and salt. Her stomach grumbles angrily. But it's this or starve for days, and then I'll be useless and unable to sneak around or use my invisibility. Grumbling to herself, she heads to the self checkout. “$38! Why?” Nova glares at her receipt. Why the fuck am I taxed for food… I only have $2 for 15 days… She sighs and grabs her bags, stressed beyond relief. How the fuck will I make $2 dollars last 15 days, when I spent over $250 in two days? She sighs as her stomach rumbles. I need to work out tomorrow, Im getting to fucking stressed and I havn’t even started.
Nova grumbles to herself as she pulls into her new home. She unlocks the door, and steps in. Nova raises her eyes as she sees that Sunny is asleep on the couch, snoring, drool running down her double chin. Fucking land whale. Shaking her head she throws her food in the freezer, having to move several frozen pizzas and tubs of ice cream out of the way. I guess I won't starve if I eat all my food. But this food is so fattening! She quickly cooks two breaded chickens. She moans in relief as she fills her stomach. “Mhmmmm.” Why is breaded chicken so much better than my usual skinless chicken? Must be all the unhealthy salt. She takes tiny quick bites, dapping her mouth with a napkin as she eats. She stands and stretches, looking at the mess around her, her hands sweating with the want to clean up this huge mess. Tomorrow, after work, I can start cleaning up this messy apartment. She stuffs her paper plate and napkin into an overstuffed trash bag, cringing as she does. She hops into the shower and quickly cleans her body. My shampoo and bodywash are almost empty… I'll have to ration it. She groans as the hot water quickly becomes ice cold. She yelps and turns the water off. Sighing, she dries herself off, then brushes her teeth as she uses the toilet.
She lays down on her scratchy bed, the bedding from her car needs washing tomorrow as well. She sighs as she tries to fall asleep, the strange noises and creeks from the house making it difficult. She checks the time. 11:45pm… I have to be at work at 4am. Ugh. She slowly falls asleep, just barely hearing Sunny snoring in the living room.
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Re: Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil
by Dartista1 » Mon Mar 25, 2024 4:31 pm
Chapter 3 cont.
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Scarlet Warden jolts awake, almost falling out of her chair. “Wha-what?” She glances around her office, pulling a blanket off her lap. How did I get here? She pauses,remembering last night. Beatrice massaged me, and put me to sleep! I’ve never been that relaxed before. Even though she slept on her chair, Scarlet felt as if she had a full night's sleep for the first time in forever. She eyes her desk, and is surprised to see a new black wrist computer waiting for her. “Beatrice sure is fast.” She chuckles to herself, latching the computer on. Not surprised at all when it fits perfectly. Booting it up, she stands and exits her office. Beatrice immediately turns around and smiles at Scarlet. “Good morning Scarlet, how do you feel?” Scarlet returns the smile. “Fantastic, better than I have in weeks.” Beatrice nods and returns to her work. “Glad to hear it, let me know if you need anything.” Scarlet nods, then sighs as her new computer starts to ping, and ping, she can already feel her headache returning. Beatrice smiles softly back up at Scarlet. “Would you like some tea Scarlet?” “Coffee please.” Beatrice nods and disappears as Scarlet returns to her office.
Scarlet works through the work that built up as she slept an actual full six hours. Her frustration and anger builds as she works through her emails. By the time Beatrice returns with her coffee, Scarlet has a full blown headache, and has her head resting in her hands, her elbows on her desk. “Headache Scarlet?” Scarlet grits her teeth and nods. Scarlet hears the mug placed on her desk, then feels Beatrice’s magical hands placed on her head. She moans in relief as the massage wipes away her headache, Scarlet's whole body melting into her arms as she moans. Beatrice slowly stops and Scarlet moans out. “Thanks Beatrice.” Beatrice nods. “Let me know whenever you need some help, Scarlet.” Scarlet nods, not trusting her voice as emotions bubble inside her and tears build in her eyes. Beatrice smiles then leaves, leaving Scarlet alone in her office. Scarlet stands, glad her headache is gone, and wipes the tears from her eyes. Is my period coming up? I’ve been way too emotional. Scarlet counts the days then shakes her head. No, not for another few days. Grimacing, she leaves her office. “Call me if you need me Beatrice.” Beatrice nods and keeps typing. Scarlet returns to her room, ready to shower and change her uniform. She opens her door and stares at the Criminal kneeling on the floor, The criminal is still bound and gagged, her vision blinded with a blindfold. Scarlet grins at her criminal, as she strips out of yesterday's clothing. “Come here!” The criminal quickly crawls towards Scarlet's voice, whimpering as she does so. “Sit.” The woman sits like a dog, whimpering around the gag in her mouth. Looks like I finally broke this one. She smiles, remembering the woman she fired personally, as the woman pissed herself in fear. A forbidden thrill runs through her back and Scarlet smiles sardonically. “Piss yourself.” The criminal freezes, then whimpers as she lets go of her bladder. Scarlet laughs as the broken criminal pee’s on the floor like an animal, a small puddle forming beneath the woman. Arousal shoots through Scarlet as she watches the final degradation of the criminal. “Disgusting. Clean it up.” Scarlet tosses the criminal a towel, and the criminal whimpers as she cleans up her mess.
Scarlet shakes her head, and sends a message to her contact at the federal prison. “Done with my current project, come pick her up tonight. Let me know if you get another project for me.” Scarlet grimaces at the smell as she hangs up. Maybe I shouldn't have done that in my own room. “Go to your cage.” The criminal immediately stops what she's doing and crawls to her cage. The cage door closes and retreats into the wall. Scarlet hops into the shower, and slowly rubs her swollen clit, moaning into her fist as she quickly feels an orgasm coming. A storm of pleasure builds in her core and she bites her hand as her abs start clenching. She moans into her hand as she cums, her whole body spasming with pleasure. Red lightning crackles around her as she finishes, slowly dissipating as she comes down from her high. Scarlet sighs, and slowly stands to her full height of 6’9'' as she finishes her shower. Drying off, she quickly makes a small meal. Stepping out of her room, Scarlet feels much better now that she finally has had some release and food. Returning to her office, she gives Beatrice a nod as she enters her office. She takes a sip of the stale coffee and grimaces as she sits down, then bursts into tears. What! She sobs like her world is ending, and she bites her hand trying not to sob too loudly. What is going on! She bites her lower lip as tears fall down her cheeks, unable to stop them. Scarlet angrily wipes her cheeks and wraps her arms around her muscular legs, rocking back and forth. She presses her face into her knees as she sobs and sobs. Finally, after what feels like forever, her emotions right themselves as if nothing ever happened. Sniffling, she wipes her eyes angrily. “W-what the f-fuck!” She lowers her legs back to the ground and angrily cleans her face, wiping away the evidence of her breakdown. “Why did that happen?” She shakes her head, confused and slightly afraid of what's happening with her emotions. I need to see a doctor, ASAP. She pulls up her new computer and sends Fuentes a message.
“Have you found a doctor yet?” Scarlet sips the stale black coffee again, and grimaces. This has never tasted so bad. She calls up Beatrice while she waits for Fuentes to answer. “Beatrice, can you get me another coffee please, I let this one get stale.” “Right away Scarlet.” Scarlet sighs and leans back, massaging her temples again, this time in confusion. Her computer pings and she focuses back on her computer. “Yes, I found a doctor who is willing to work with us. She should be here tomorrow.” Scarlet sighs in relief and leans back in her chair. One less problem to deal with. Maybe she can tell me why im so fucking emotional. Scarlet absently snaps her fingers as she waits, small strikes thunder impacting around her, comforting her with their familiar cracks. Beatrice reenters, and Scarlet stops her snapping. Beatrice smiles at Scarlet and places the coffee down. Scarlet takes a sip and grimaces, almost spitting the bitter drink out. “Beatrice, did you do something to the coffee?” Beatrice furrows her brow in confusion. “No? I used your favorite blend and didn't add anything.” Scarlet stares warily at the black coffee. Instead of the smooth fragrant taste she loves so much, it tastes like a horribly bitter drink. She wrinkles her nose and smells it, confused when it smells like it always does. She takes another sip, the bitter drink coating her tongue. “Ugh, something is wrong with the coffee Beatrice.” Beatrice carefully takes a sip herself and raises an eyebrow. “Scarlet, it tastes fine to me… Would you like to try it with some milk?” Scarlet pouts and crosses her arms. Milk in coffee? Am I some kind of child? She sighs and uncrosses her arms, nodding as she chews her lower lip. Beatrice grabs the coffee. “I'll be right back.” Scarlet continues to chew on her lip as she pouts. Feeling her tears start to gather again. Why won't anything go my way? Beatrice returns and hands her the same cup. Scarlet frowns down at the drink, no longer black, it's instead a creamy brown. She takes a small sip, and moans in pleasure. Wow, that's so much better! “Wow that's great, is this just from the milk?” Beatrice smiles as Scarlet chugs her coffee.
“I just added a splash of milk Scarlet. I'm guessing you like it?” Scarlet nods happily, almost done with her drink. “Much better Beatrice, from now on, make my coffees like this.” Beatrice smiles and exits the office, Scarlet hums as she finishes her coffee. I guess a bit of milk goes a long way. I wonder why I suddenly dont like the taste of black coffee though… She sighs, tapping her muscular thighs with her nails. Just another thing to bring up with the Doctor tomorrow. She returns to her work, burning through her emails and Judgments. She's working along, when all of a sudden her bladder feels ready to burst. She gasps as she jumps up, clenching her thighs. Her eyes widen in surprise as she feels her bladder ache. “I have to pee!” I didn't even feel it before this. She walks out of her office, her legs clenching together, trying to stop herself from pissing herself. Beatrice stares at her strangely, but doesnt say anything. Sweating now, Scarlet walks as calmly as she can to the nearest restroom. As soon as she enters, she strips out of her armor as quickly as possible, unzipping her flight suit, she pulls her underwear down to her ankles as she sits on the toilet. Before her ass cheeks hit the seat, she starts peeing. Sighing in relief as her aching bladder empties itself. “Fuuuuuckkkkk.” She moans in relief as she wraps her arms around herself. What just happened? I didn't even feel like I had to piss! Am I getting sick? This is the absolute worst time for this to happen. She wipes herself clean, then dresses again. Washing her hands she stares at herself in the mirror. Her scarlet hair is getting longer, now a little past her jaw and tanned skin. Her gray eyes pierce into her own, as a red storm flows around her irises, giving the illusion of her eyes shifting and changing. Her strong nose was the same, and her thin lips are pressed together. Her sharp cheekbones compliment the rest of her face. I almost pissed myself... Like the woman from HR, or the criminal. Her sun kissed cheeks blush and she moans, her pussy throbbing in arousal at that thought. What the fuck! She shakes her head, banishing her arousal and the thoughts that she might like it. “You don’t want to do it… You just like seeing others do it.”Which is still weird as fuck Scarlet… She grimaces at herself in the mirror, then collects herself. Returning to her office, she nods at Beatrice, who returns her nod. Scarlet Warden sits behind her desks, and chewing on her lower lip, she returns to work.
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Nova Ranger groans as her alarm goes off. Cursing, she smashes her hand on her computer, turning it off. Moaning, she sits up, rubbing her bleary eyes. She eyes her clock, seeing its 3:15 am. Time to get ready. She hops out of bed, grabbing a clean towel and struts to the bathroom on quiet feet. Nova is surprised to hear the sounds of cooking already. Her stomach seems to wake up at the delicious smells that greet her nose, and she quickly suppresses it. Stepping into the bathroom, she quickly completes her morning rituals. Returning to her room, she gets dressed in her second most professional outfit behind her interview clothes. A blouse with a smart black blazer and black slacks. She puts her work heels on, giving her an extra three inches of height and she enters the kitchen. Sunny is dressed in some sort of uniform. A polo t-shirt slightly too small for her, and a pair of dirty black slacks with comfortable, yet unflattering looking tennis shoes. Sunny turns around with a smile for Miri, and Miri finds herself smiling back at the fat woman. “I thought I heard you! I hope you don't mind but I made you breakfast!” Miri’s stomach growls and she opens her mouth to say no, but Sunny beats her. “Don't worry! It's just eggs and spinach!” Miri smiles. “Oh, I can do that, thank you so much Sunny! Do you need a ride today?” Sunny smiles as she empties the pan onto two plates, the portion size large for two women, but with Sunny being fat and Miri being an athlete, it makes sense to Miri. Sunny groans as she sits in the chair at the dirty table. “If you wouldn't mind, it would be a great help to me!” Miri sits down, hiding a grimace as she pushes away empty boxes and dirty napkins as she grabs her fork and knife, cutting her eggs into smaller bites. “No problem at all Sunny!” Sunny smiles and digs into her meal, shoveling large portions into her mouth as she chews rapidly. Miri takes more restrained bites, and moans in pleasure at the first bite. So good! She swallows, and has to ask. “Wow Sunny, this is so much better than any eggs I ever made!” Sunny beams at Mirir, her cheeks blushing at the complement as she chews. “T-Thanksh! It'sh an o-old family recipe!” Miri nods. Swallow your food before you speak pig. Nova eats her food, her small bites disappearing rapidly. Before she knows it, her meal is gone, and Nova stares at her plate a little sadly. Wow, that was amazing… I want more! She shakes her head and looks at her watch, about 15 minutes before she starts work. Miri stands, her flat belly feeling full for the first time in a long time. “Ready to go Sunny?” Sunny nods and stands, patting her rotund belly, making it jiggle. Sunny takes both plates, and chucks them into the already filled sink. “I’m ready!” Nova nods and leads the way, Sunny locking their door behind them.
Miri starts the car as Sunny opens the passenger door, groaning as she sits down. The car noticeably sags to that side, and Miri fights a laugh from escaping. She looks at Sunny, who has to move the seat back slightly to have a bit of room. Her seat belt wraps around her stomach, pulling tight across it. Sunny lifts up her right breast, placing it over the shoulder harness and Miri blinks. I never thought about that. Wow. what a lard ass. “Are you excited for your first day Miri?” Miri nods as she drives onto the street, heading for work. “I am! This is such an amazing opportunity for me!” Sunny nods, fanning herself as she starts to sweat. Really? It's like, 60 degrees out! And the sun isn't even out! “I bet! Um, can you turn on the A/C? It's unseasonably hot today.” Miri shakes her head, her cheeks blushing in embarrassment. “Sorry Sunny, I cant afford to fix the heat… or A/C yet.” Sunny shrugs. “It’s okay, I can manage.” The rest of the ride passes mainly in silence, before Miri remembers something. Shit! I forgot my lunch! She groans, and Sunny stares at her. “What's wrong?” Miri smiles at her. “I forgot to cook my lunch last night, and I don't have enough money to buy one!” Sunny smiles and laughs, causing Miri to frown. “Oh don't worry about that! Lunch is free for employees at Prododine! You can come see me at lunch and I can show you which restaurants are free for you.” Damm, If I knew that I would have bought the healthier chicken instead of the breaded. “Oh, okay. Umm where do you work, Sunny?” Sunny smiles and pulls the logo on her shirt, letting Miri read it. ‘MacBurgers’ Of course, fast food. Sunny proclaims proudly. “I'm the new assistant manager at the MacBurgers on the 20th floor! It's great!” I'm sure your fatass loves it. Miri smiles at Sunny. “Wow that's great Sunny. I'll definitely come see you whenever I get lunch. Oh, do you want to work out after work today if I get off at a good time?” Sunny nods excitedly. “I was hoping you would offer!I packed some gym clothes for myself!” Miri smiles. I can't wait to see you sweat on the treadmill fatty. The same guard is sitting at his gate as Miri pulls up. He stands as they approach, bending down to look in the window. “Good morning ladies!” His grin grows as he recognizes Miri. You didn't notice the crappy car? “Great to see you today, and welcome to the team! Ms. Shields said you can park next to her on the executive lot, you won't miss your spot.” He bends further and waves at Sunny. “Morning Sunny, I didn't see you there! Hopefully I'll see you at lunch!” Sunny giggles as the guard stands, letting them through. “Dan likes you, Miri!” Miri smiles as she drives up and up. She shrugs. “Maybe, he seemed to know you also.” Sunny giggles again, the sound getting on Nova’s nerves. “I see him around at the food court, he's nice!”
Miri pulls her car into the spot reserved for the permanent secretary. Her piece of shit clunker surrounded by hundred thousand dollar cars. She raises her eyebrow at Lilliane Shields' SUV, not nearly as expensive as some of the surrounding cars. God, that's like something a soccer mom would own. Shaking her head, Miri gets out of the car, swinging her bag with her workout clothes around her back in one fluid motion. Sunny groans as she gets out of the car, having to use her hands to help herself. “Thanks for the ride Miri! I'll see you at lunch!” “Anytime Sunny, see you later.” Sunny walks off, panting as Miri takes a deep breath, preparing for her first real day of spying on Prododine.
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Scarlet Warden jolts awake, almost falling out of her chair. “Wha-what?” She glances around her office, pulling a blanket off her lap. How did I get here? She pauses,remembering last night. Beatrice massaged me, and put me to sleep! I’ve never been that relaxed before. Even though she slept on her chair, Scarlet felt as if she had a full night's sleep for the first time in forever. She eyes her desk, and is surprised to see a new black wrist computer waiting for her. “Beatrice sure is fast.” She chuckles to herself, latching the computer on. Not surprised at all when it fits perfectly. Booting it up, she stands and exits her office. Beatrice immediately turns around and smiles at Scarlet. “Good morning Scarlet, how do you feel?” Scarlet returns the smile. “Fantastic, better than I have in weeks.” Beatrice nods and returns to her work. “Glad to hear it, let me know if you need anything.” Scarlet nods, then sighs as her new computer starts to ping, and ping, she can already feel her headache returning. Beatrice smiles softly back up at Scarlet. “Would you like some tea Scarlet?” “Coffee please.” Beatrice nods and disappears as Scarlet returns to her office.
Scarlet works through the work that built up as she slept an actual full six hours. Her frustration and anger builds as she works through her emails. By the time Beatrice returns with her coffee, Scarlet has a full blown headache, and has her head resting in her hands, her elbows on her desk. “Headache Scarlet?” Scarlet grits her teeth and nods. Scarlet hears the mug placed on her desk, then feels Beatrice’s magical hands placed on her head. She moans in relief as the massage wipes away her headache, Scarlet's whole body melting into her arms as she moans. Beatrice slowly stops and Scarlet moans out. “Thanks Beatrice.” Beatrice nods. “Let me know whenever you need some help, Scarlet.” Scarlet nods, not trusting her voice as emotions bubble inside her and tears build in her eyes. Beatrice smiles then leaves, leaving Scarlet alone in her office. Scarlet stands, glad her headache is gone, and wipes the tears from her eyes. Is my period coming up? I’ve been way too emotional. Scarlet counts the days then shakes her head. No, not for another few days. Grimacing, she leaves her office. “Call me if you need me Beatrice.” Beatrice nods and keeps typing. Scarlet returns to her room, ready to shower and change her uniform. She opens her door and stares at the Criminal kneeling on the floor, The criminal is still bound and gagged, her vision blinded with a blindfold. Scarlet grins at her criminal, as she strips out of yesterday's clothing. “Come here!” The criminal quickly crawls towards Scarlet's voice, whimpering as she does so. “Sit.” The woman sits like a dog, whimpering around the gag in her mouth. Looks like I finally broke this one. She smiles, remembering the woman she fired personally, as the woman pissed herself in fear. A forbidden thrill runs through her back and Scarlet smiles sardonically. “Piss yourself.” The criminal freezes, then whimpers as she lets go of her bladder. Scarlet laughs as the broken criminal pee’s on the floor like an animal, a small puddle forming beneath the woman. Arousal shoots through Scarlet as she watches the final degradation of the criminal. “Disgusting. Clean it up.” Scarlet tosses the criminal a towel, and the criminal whimpers as she cleans up her mess.
Scarlet shakes her head, and sends a message to her contact at the federal prison. “Done with my current project, come pick her up tonight. Let me know if you get another project for me.” Scarlet grimaces at the smell as she hangs up. Maybe I shouldn't have done that in my own room. “Go to your cage.” The criminal immediately stops what she's doing and crawls to her cage. The cage door closes and retreats into the wall. Scarlet hops into the shower, and slowly rubs her swollen clit, moaning into her fist as she quickly feels an orgasm coming. A storm of pleasure builds in her core and she bites her hand as her abs start clenching. She moans into her hand as she cums, her whole body spasming with pleasure. Red lightning crackles around her as she finishes, slowly dissipating as she comes down from her high. Scarlet sighs, and slowly stands to her full height of 6’9'' as she finishes her shower. Drying off, she quickly makes a small meal. Stepping out of her room, Scarlet feels much better now that she finally has had some release and food. Returning to her office, she gives Beatrice a nod as she enters her office. She takes a sip of the stale coffee and grimaces as she sits down, then bursts into tears. What! She sobs like her world is ending, and she bites her hand trying not to sob too loudly. What is going on! She bites her lower lip as tears fall down her cheeks, unable to stop them. Scarlet angrily wipes her cheeks and wraps her arms around her muscular legs, rocking back and forth. She presses her face into her knees as she sobs and sobs. Finally, after what feels like forever, her emotions right themselves as if nothing ever happened. Sniffling, she wipes her eyes angrily. “W-what the f-fuck!” She lowers her legs back to the ground and angrily cleans her face, wiping away the evidence of her breakdown. “Why did that happen?” She shakes her head, confused and slightly afraid of what's happening with her emotions. I need to see a doctor, ASAP. She pulls up her new computer and sends Fuentes a message.
“Have you found a doctor yet?” Scarlet sips the stale black coffee again, and grimaces. This has never tasted so bad. She calls up Beatrice while she waits for Fuentes to answer. “Beatrice, can you get me another coffee please, I let this one get stale.” “Right away Scarlet.” Scarlet sighs and leans back, massaging her temples again, this time in confusion. Her computer pings and she focuses back on her computer. “Yes, I found a doctor who is willing to work with us. She should be here tomorrow.” Scarlet sighs in relief and leans back in her chair. One less problem to deal with. Maybe she can tell me why im so fucking emotional. Scarlet absently snaps her fingers as she waits, small strikes thunder impacting around her, comforting her with their familiar cracks. Beatrice reenters, and Scarlet stops her snapping. Beatrice smiles at Scarlet and places the coffee down. Scarlet takes a sip and grimaces, almost spitting the bitter drink out. “Beatrice, did you do something to the coffee?” Beatrice furrows her brow in confusion. “No? I used your favorite blend and didn't add anything.” Scarlet stares warily at the black coffee. Instead of the smooth fragrant taste she loves so much, it tastes like a horribly bitter drink. She wrinkles her nose and smells it, confused when it smells like it always does. She takes another sip, the bitter drink coating her tongue. “Ugh, something is wrong with the coffee Beatrice.” Beatrice carefully takes a sip herself and raises an eyebrow. “Scarlet, it tastes fine to me… Would you like to try it with some milk?” Scarlet pouts and crosses her arms. Milk in coffee? Am I some kind of child? She sighs and uncrosses her arms, nodding as she chews her lower lip. Beatrice grabs the coffee. “I'll be right back.” Scarlet continues to chew on her lip as she pouts. Feeling her tears start to gather again. Why won't anything go my way? Beatrice returns and hands her the same cup. Scarlet frowns down at the drink, no longer black, it's instead a creamy brown. She takes a small sip, and moans in pleasure. Wow, that's so much better! “Wow that's great, is this just from the milk?” Beatrice smiles as Scarlet chugs her coffee.
“I just added a splash of milk Scarlet. I'm guessing you like it?” Scarlet nods happily, almost done with her drink. “Much better Beatrice, from now on, make my coffees like this.” Beatrice smiles and exits the office, Scarlet hums as she finishes her coffee. I guess a bit of milk goes a long way. I wonder why I suddenly dont like the taste of black coffee though… She sighs, tapping her muscular thighs with her nails. Just another thing to bring up with the Doctor tomorrow. She returns to her work, burning through her emails and Judgments. She's working along, when all of a sudden her bladder feels ready to burst. She gasps as she jumps up, clenching her thighs. Her eyes widen in surprise as she feels her bladder ache. “I have to pee!” I didn't even feel it before this. She walks out of her office, her legs clenching together, trying to stop herself from pissing herself. Beatrice stares at her strangely, but doesnt say anything. Sweating now, Scarlet walks as calmly as she can to the nearest restroom. As soon as she enters, she strips out of her armor as quickly as possible, unzipping her flight suit, she pulls her underwear down to her ankles as she sits on the toilet. Before her ass cheeks hit the seat, she starts peeing. Sighing in relief as her aching bladder empties itself. “Fuuuuuckkkkk.” She moans in relief as she wraps her arms around herself. What just happened? I didn't even feel like I had to piss! Am I getting sick? This is the absolute worst time for this to happen. She wipes herself clean, then dresses again. Washing her hands she stares at herself in the mirror. Her scarlet hair is getting longer, now a little past her jaw and tanned skin. Her gray eyes pierce into her own, as a red storm flows around her irises, giving the illusion of her eyes shifting and changing. Her strong nose was the same, and her thin lips are pressed together. Her sharp cheekbones compliment the rest of her face. I almost pissed myself... Like the woman from HR, or the criminal. Her sun kissed cheeks blush and she moans, her pussy throbbing in arousal at that thought. What the fuck! She shakes her head, banishing her arousal and the thoughts that she might like it. “You don’t want to do it… You just like seeing others do it.”Which is still weird as fuck Scarlet… She grimaces at herself in the mirror, then collects herself. Returning to her office, she nods at Beatrice, who returns her nod. Scarlet Warden sits behind her desks, and chewing on her lower lip, she returns to work.
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Nova Ranger groans as her alarm goes off. Cursing, she smashes her hand on her computer, turning it off. Moaning, she sits up, rubbing her bleary eyes. She eyes her clock, seeing its 3:15 am. Time to get ready. She hops out of bed, grabbing a clean towel and struts to the bathroom on quiet feet. Nova is surprised to hear the sounds of cooking already. Her stomach seems to wake up at the delicious smells that greet her nose, and she quickly suppresses it. Stepping into the bathroom, she quickly completes her morning rituals. Returning to her room, she gets dressed in her second most professional outfit behind her interview clothes. A blouse with a smart black blazer and black slacks. She puts her work heels on, giving her an extra three inches of height and she enters the kitchen. Sunny is dressed in some sort of uniform. A polo t-shirt slightly too small for her, and a pair of dirty black slacks with comfortable, yet unflattering looking tennis shoes. Sunny turns around with a smile for Miri, and Miri finds herself smiling back at the fat woman. “I thought I heard you! I hope you don't mind but I made you breakfast!” Miri’s stomach growls and she opens her mouth to say no, but Sunny beats her. “Don't worry! It's just eggs and spinach!” Miri smiles. “Oh, I can do that, thank you so much Sunny! Do you need a ride today?” Sunny smiles as she empties the pan onto two plates, the portion size large for two women, but with Sunny being fat and Miri being an athlete, it makes sense to Miri. Sunny groans as she sits in the chair at the dirty table. “If you wouldn't mind, it would be a great help to me!” Miri sits down, hiding a grimace as she pushes away empty boxes and dirty napkins as she grabs her fork and knife, cutting her eggs into smaller bites. “No problem at all Sunny!” Sunny smiles and digs into her meal, shoveling large portions into her mouth as she chews rapidly. Miri takes more restrained bites, and moans in pleasure at the first bite. So good! She swallows, and has to ask. “Wow Sunny, this is so much better than any eggs I ever made!” Sunny beams at Mirir, her cheeks blushing at the complement as she chews. “T-Thanksh! It'sh an o-old family recipe!” Miri nods. Swallow your food before you speak pig. Nova eats her food, her small bites disappearing rapidly. Before she knows it, her meal is gone, and Nova stares at her plate a little sadly. Wow, that was amazing… I want more! She shakes her head and looks at her watch, about 15 minutes before she starts work. Miri stands, her flat belly feeling full for the first time in a long time. “Ready to go Sunny?” Sunny nods and stands, patting her rotund belly, making it jiggle. Sunny takes both plates, and chucks them into the already filled sink. “I’m ready!” Nova nods and leads the way, Sunny locking their door behind them.
Miri starts the car as Sunny opens the passenger door, groaning as she sits down. The car noticeably sags to that side, and Miri fights a laugh from escaping. She looks at Sunny, who has to move the seat back slightly to have a bit of room. Her seat belt wraps around her stomach, pulling tight across it. Sunny lifts up her right breast, placing it over the shoulder harness and Miri blinks. I never thought about that. Wow. what a lard ass. “Are you excited for your first day Miri?” Miri nods as she drives onto the street, heading for work. “I am! This is such an amazing opportunity for me!” Sunny nods, fanning herself as she starts to sweat. Really? It's like, 60 degrees out! And the sun isn't even out! “I bet! Um, can you turn on the A/C? It's unseasonably hot today.” Miri shakes her head, her cheeks blushing in embarrassment. “Sorry Sunny, I cant afford to fix the heat… or A/C yet.” Sunny shrugs. “It’s okay, I can manage.” The rest of the ride passes mainly in silence, before Miri remembers something. Shit! I forgot my lunch! She groans, and Sunny stares at her. “What's wrong?” Miri smiles at her. “I forgot to cook my lunch last night, and I don't have enough money to buy one!” Sunny smiles and laughs, causing Miri to frown. “Oh don't worry about that! Lunch is free for employees at Prododine! You can come see me at lunch and I can show you which restaurants are free for you.” Damm, If I knew that I would have bought the healthier chicken instead of the breaded. “Oh, okay. Umm where do you work, Sunny?” Sunny smiles and pulls the logo on her shirt, letting Miri read it. ‘MacBurgers’ Of course, fast food. Sunny proclaims proudly. “I'm the new assistant manager at the MacBurgers on the 20th floor! It's great!” I'm sure your fatass loves it. Miri smiles at Sunny. “Wow that's great Sunny. I'll definitely come see you whenever I get lunch. Oh, do you want to work out after work today if I get off at a good time?” Sunny nods excitedly. “I was hoping you would offer!I packed some gym clothes for myself!” Miri smiles. I can't wait to see you sweat on the treadmill fatty. The same guard is sitting at his gate as Miri pulls up. He stands as they approach, bending down to look in the window. “Good morning ladies!” His grin grows as he recognizes Miri. You didn't notice the crappy car? “Great to see you today, and welcome to the team! Ms. Shields said you can park next to her on the executive lot, you won't miss your spot.” He bends further and waves at Sunny. “Morning Sunny, I didn't see you there! Hopefully I'll see you at lunch!” Sunny giggles as the guard stands, letting them through. “Dan likes you, Miri!” Miri smiles as she drives up and up. She shrugs. “Maybe, he seemed to know you also.” Sunny giggles again, the sound getting on Nova’s nerves. “I see him around at the food court, he's nice!”
Miri pulls her car into the spot reserved for the permanent secretary. Her piece of shit clunker surrounded by hundred thousand dollar cars. She raises her eyebrow at Lilliane Shields' SUV, not nearly as expensive as some of the surrounding cars. God, that's like something a soccer mom would own. Shaking her head, Miri gets out of the car, swinging her bag with her workout clothes around her back in one fluid motion. Sunny groans as she gets out of the car, having to use her hands to help herself. “Thanks for the ride Miri! I'll see you at lunch!” “Anytime Sunny, see you later.” Sunny walks off, panting as Miri takes a deep breath, preparing for her first real day of spying on Prododine.
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Re: Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil
by Jockskent » Wed Mar 27, 2024 11:36 am
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How Have I missed these delightfully detailed stories! Excited for more!!
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Re: Fixer and The Order of Judgement Part 2 (WG,AR,DG, Humil
by Dartista1 » Wed Mar 27, 2024 11:54 am
Chapter 4
Scarlet Warden jumps up in alarm, her bladder suddenly filled to bursting again. “What the fuck!” She shouts in her office. For the third time today, her bladder was completely fine one moment, then filled to bursting the next. Clenching her thighs tight, she once again walks out of her room, afraid at any moment she would have an accident and piss herself. Her secretary looks at her strangely as the door slams open, opens her mouth, then closes it as Scarlet storms past her. What the fuck is wrong with me! She almost whimpers as the need grows stronger, her bladder aching terribly now, a lance of agony radiates from her bladder and she whimpers. She pushes open the door to the restroom and quickly strips, her armor coming off and then her golden flight suit. She just barely gets her boyshorts off in time as she sits down, releasing her hold on her bladder. She moans in pleasure as she releases, the pain fading away from her body. She moans again as a pleasant tingle goes up her spine. “That doctor can’t get here fast enough” She groans as she cleans herself again and washes her hands. Putting her uniform back on, she almost decides to leave her armor off. Sighing, she decides against it, putting the armor back on, and returning to her office. Beatrice, her secretary, follows her back inside. Scarlet sits back down, and glares at her secretary. “Can I help you Beatrice?” Beatrice stares back, her eyes concerned. “Scarlet, is something wrong? That was the third time you’ve stormed out of here like there was a fire.” Scarlet lets out a long sigh and shakes her head slowly, she chews on her bottom lip nervously, debating telling her secretary there might be something wrong with her. Finally she smiles at Beatrice, her eyes level with her secretaries even though Scarlet is sitting. “Nothing serious Beatrice, I've just been having some issues. But don’t worry about it! We have a new doctor starting tomorrow who can take a look.” Beatrice slowly nods, accepting what Scarlet is saying. “Alright Scarlet, would you like lunch after your meeting with Ms. Fuentes?” Scarlet grimaces. I completely forgot about that. She nods. “That would be great Beatrice, you can send her in whenever she arrives.” Beatrice nods and walks out, leaving Scarlet alone once again.
Scarlet sighs and sinks into her chair, pouting, she pulls up her new wrist computer, her last one destroyed last night by The Fixer. The one Beatrice found for her is much faster than her old one, and she quickly moves through the work that has piled up. She's absently staring at her computer, chewing on her lip when the new intelligence director, Amy Fuentes, enters her office. Scarlet jumps and sits up straight as Fuentes executes a perfect salute, sitting once Scarlet nods. “Any new information from last night's fight with Fixer?” Fuentes grimaces and shakes her head. “Nothing, we found nothing and the police found nothing. Fixer didn't even take any money.” Scarlet sighs and rubs her temples, another headache brewing. The Fixer is just playing with us. “What about Nova? I know today is her first day, but have you heard anything?” Fuentes shakes her head once again. “Not yet, and we probably won't hear from her for a bit as she gets set up.” Scarlet sighs and crosses her arms, hunching her head down. Fuentes tilts her head, but says nothing. I hate this so much. Scarlet feels her emotions start to build up, and she ruthlessly crushes them down. She glares at Fuentes. “What do you know about our new doctor? I'll need to see her as soon as she gets here.” “Are you alright Ma’am?” Scarlet nods and Fuentes continues. “Dr. Shaw, 44 years old. Top of her class, 12 years as a flight surgeon in the Air Force, worked with another Super team in New York and was well regarded. She accepted this position mainly to leave New York.” Fuentes shrugs. “She should be here tomorrow morning by 7am. I've heard she doesn't have the best bedside manners.” Scarlet nods. “Good, make sure she knows to see me as soon as she's settled.” Fuentes nods again, slower this time.
“Aye Ma'am… are you certain you're okay?” Scarlet sighs and rolls her eyes. “I’m fine. I’ve just been overworked, and I want to see if it's affected my baseline from last year.” And why the hell I keep crying, and almost pissing myself! Fuentes nods, accepting Scarlet's lie.”Alright, do you need anything else Ma’am?” Scarlet shakes her head and Fuentes stands, saluting, she spins on her heels and leaves. Beatrice enters before the door can close, placing a tray on Scarlet's table. Scarlet's stomach grumbles as Beatrice leaves the office, closing the door behind her. A simple sandwich and chips greet her, as well as a creamy cup of coffee. Scarlet digs into the sandwich, and moans at how good the simple meal is. How does she cook so much better than all my previous secretaries combined? She chugs her milky coffee, needing the boost of energy. She smacks her lips, tasting the hint of sugar and cream in the coffee. Well it certainly tastes better then straight black, So I wont admonish her this time. Finishing her meal, she leans back in satisfaction. The city’s not on fire, and I did quite a bit of work today, I think I'll go work out.
Scarlet stands and exits her office. “Amazing meal Beatrice, i'll be in my gym.” Beatrice nods, still talking on her phone. Scarlet strolls through Judgment Square, the halls have slowly been refilling with ‘normals’ since Fuentes has been working on replacing everyone Scarlet fired. ‘Normals’ jump out of her way, saluting her as she passes. She opens the door to her room and hears it lock behind her. Sighing in relief, she strips from her uniform, standing naked except for her boyshorts. Suddenly her bladder twinges again. “Fuck!” Her bladder feels completely full again a moment later and starts to ache. Scarlet groans and walks to her bathroom, sitting down she releases again, moaning at the instant relief peeing brings. “Whyyyyyyy? It's not even 1pm!” She asks the empty room, as a tingle of sexual pleasure travels up her spine once again from releasing her bladder. What is wrong with me! She stands and returns to her room, putting her gym clothes on, attempting to force her mind not to worry about her recent changes. She flexes her muscles in the mirror, smiling as her rock hard abs flex and ripple. She poses, bringing her muscular arms above her shoulders, enjoying the bulging muscles. She smirks, then starts working out, she does a full body workout, lifting more weight than an olympic athlete for each lift. Panting, she finally finishes and heads to the shower, her body alive from the workout, her core fluttering with arousal. She slowly rubs her clit and a nipple as she walks to the shower. Moaning, she touches herself as she turns the water on. In no time at all, her body finds release, the storm of energy pouring out of her as she cums. For the first time in a long time, she squirts out of her pussy and she moans in pleasure. Shaking, she turns off the shower and gets dressed, ready to get back to work and patrol the city for a bit.
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Nova Ranger sits behind her new desk, while Lilliane Shields sits on the edge of her desk and gives her the rundown of her new job. “Your main job will be tracking my meetings and making sure I get to them on time. If that means you have to interrupt another meeting I'm in, you interrupt it. You understand so far?” Miri nods. “Yes Ma’am!” Shields nods and continues. It's only 4:15 am and already she’s moving at a mile a minute. Miri keeps her smile on, not letting her inner thoughts show on her face. “You'll also deal with other departments who want to talk to me, you'll be my bulwark, as I don't have the time to settle every squabble. You have the fun of deciding what is and isn't important enough for me to deal with.” Miri nods again, writing down all her responsibilities. “I'll also let you know when I want you to bring me some food or drinks. Have you ever played soccer?” Miri pauses at the non sequitur. “Uh, yes Ma'am. I played in college and highschool.” Shields smiles happily. “Fantastic, we have an all girls soccer team, it's mostly for fun but we would love to have you on it!” Miri smiles happily up at her boss. “I would love to join! Where do I sign up?” “I'll get you the forms today, we play most Saturdays. Anyway…” Shields continues naming off Nova’s new job requirements, it feels like it takes forever before she hops off Miri’s desk. “You got everything? I have work to get started.” Miri nods, happily for her boss to leave. “Oh one last thing, you have a physical with Dr. Nguyen before lunch today at 10am, don't be late, it's required for your health insurance.” And with that Shields walks into her office, the door locking behind her. Nova sighs. I'm not worried about the physical, nothing ever shows up on scans for my power, but I have absolutely no free time to snoop! Sighing Nova gets to work on some paperwork, easily able to follow the flow of work around the company. Most major decisions come up for Shields approval, the lower decisions reserved for lower executives to make. But everything eventually comes up Lilliane Shields to sign eventually. Miri sighs as she works through Shields' complicated schedule. This is going to fuck me, I just know it. Before she knows it, Ms. Shields steps out of her office. “About time for your physical Miri, how about you come back around 1pm and we can pick up there.” Miri looks down in surprise at her watch. Wow, it's been 5 hours already! She fights back a yawn and stands, her back popping as it does. She blushes as her stomach rumbles loudly, loud enough for Shields to hear. “Arlight Ms. Shields, I'll see you at one… Do you need anything while I'm gone?” Shields smiles at Nova, and Shields blue eyes flash purple and Miri gasps, her heart suddenly racing in fear. “No, I don't need anything Nova, make sure you GIVE INTO YOUR HUNGER. You certainly NEED TO EAT.” Nova stares at Ms. Shields, her mouth open and her head empty. Nova suddenly shakes her head, the fog lifting. I'm more tired than I thought! Shields' blue eyes appear concerned. “Uhh, I'm sorry Ma’am, what did you say?” Shields smiles softly. “I said have a good lunch Miri, see you at one.” At the mention of lunch, Miri’s stomach rumbles with a vengeance and she grimaces. Oh my god i'm so hungry, and I haven't even used my powers in days! A meaner inner voice attacks her, a voice that she has heard her entire life, attacking her self esteem. The voice of her mother. Yeah, eat like the piggy you know you are Miranda…
Grabbing her purse, Nova cringes at the harsh reminder of her mother. Walking to the elevator and hitting the button for the medical floor. Nova reaches into her purse, and grabs her last protein bar. She quickly eats it all. Was that good Miranda? She pats her lips clean just as the elevator door opens, trying to ignore the voice that has been a constant since her childhood.. Stepping out of the elevator, Miri raises her eyes in surprise, this floor looks like any other hospital she’s ever been in. Miri walks up to the receptionist and introduces herself. “HI, I'm Miri and have an appointment with Dr. New-gyin at 10!” The receptionist cringes slightly. “Hi Miri, I have you here for 10, here's the forms you need to fill out, and then Dr. Nguyen will see you.” Miri smiles and sits down, quickly filling out the form. She's done in moments, as a healthy superhero, she's never dealt with any of the regular sicknesses, she turns in the form and returns to her seat.
A nurse opens a door sometime around ten. “Miri?” Miri stands, smiling at the pump nurse. “That's me!” The nurse puts on a polite smile and leads Miri to a small doctor's office. “Dr. Nguyen will be here shortly.” The nurse leaves, and Miri groans as her stomach grumbles. Calm down, I just fed you and lunch is soon. We can have a small chicken sandwich and that will be enough! Yeah piggy, is that all you'll eat? Soon enough the door opens, and a muscular asian man steps in. My my. What a specimen you are. I wouldn't mind playing doctor with you. The man stares down at his clipboard “ Hello Ms. Anasteli my name is….” He finally draws his eyes up and his cheeks flush as he stares into Miris green eyes.” You want to fuck me. Nova lets a small smile and blush creep up on Miris face. He coughs. “Dr.Nguyen. I'll be your primary care doctor for your time here. It's a pleasure to meet you.” Miri stands and takes his hand. “The pleasure is all mine doctor.” Dr.Nguyen blushes, and gestures for her to sit. Miri sits and crosses her legs. “Well this all looks fairly simple. Did one of our nurses check your blood pressure?” Miri shakes her head. Dr.Nguyen shrugs and grabs a finger monitor, popping it on her finger he turns on the machine. Seconds later he writes down the results. “You are amazingly healthy Ms. Anasteli. Let's get you height and weight and you're almost done.” Miri shrugs and steps out of her heels. Standing on the scale the numbers match the weight she's been for 6 or 7 years. 145 pounds . Dr. Nguyen says as much. “At 5’3” and 145 lbs you should be considered overweight, but you are obviously in fantastic physical shape. Are you a gymnast?” Miri smiles as she slips back into her shoes. “I dabbled in college, but never really took it seriously. I love the exercises though so I still do those. I mainly do weights and running now.” The doctor nods. “Keep it up. I really don't have any more recommendations for you.” Miri gets ready to go, when she remembers the soccer team. “Oh! I plan on joining the soccer team! Do I need any additional exams with you?” The doctor shakes his head. “Nope, I can use this, it's not super serious so we don't need more than a standard physical. Oh, before you leave, I see you are using our company's Healthcare, would you like a booster shot? It cuts your monthly payments in half for 12 months.” That's an extra $50 a month. What the hell, why not. She nods and he hands her some more papers to sign.
Miri ignores the long disclaimer and signs her name, handing the papers back to the doctor. Dr. Nguyen smiles. “Would you like to hear about potential side effects to look out for?” Miri shakes her head. I’ve never had negative side effects before, so why worry? God, I'm hungry so let's hurry this up. Piggy. The doctor shrugs and turns around, rummaging in a small fridge. A moment later he returns, holding up a small syringe. “Take a seat and remove your blazer please.” Miri shrugs out of her blazer, folding it and placing it on the bed as she takes a seat at the edge. Dr. Nguyen swabs her arm down with a wipe, then efficiently jabs the needle into her arm, slowly injecting the serum into her arm. Miri grimaces, as the cool, thick substance moves throughout her arm. It feels like frozen peanut butter moving through her arm, and the doctor slowly massages her arm as he takes the needle out. “There! All done! You may feel hungrier than usual tonight and a bit drowsy for a few days, but don’t worry about it. If it lasts longer than that, come on back.” Oh shit, hungrier? That's right piggy, now your appetite matches your body. So fat Miranda. The doctor leaves and Miri groans as she slides her blazer back on. “How can I feel even hungrier than I do now?” In answer her stomach growls and cramps. “Ugh.” She looks at her watch, seeing it's 10:30. Well I can have a small lunch then work out, I have plenty of time before I need to return to work. Don't make it a large lunch Miranda! Grabbing her purse she steps into the hallway, making her way back to the elevator.
The elevator door opens, revealing the cramped elevator. Rather than waiting she excuses her way inside, asking someone to hit the food court level. She blushes as her stomach rumbles again, making someone snicker. Someones a hungry, hungry hippo. Nova grimaces at the harsh voice. When her floor comes up, she steps out, relieved to be out of the cramped space full of body odor and too much perfume and cologne. Nova’s eyes widen as she takes in the large open space that has more restaurants than she expected. She grimaces as she realizes most are fast food of some sort, but some healthier options are there as well. Nova spots Macburger and makes her way over, her mouth starting to water at all the delicious smells assaulting her nose. Her stomach rumbles again, cramping painfully, as if letting her know it’s upset with her for starving it. You? Starved Miranda? There's no line at Macburger, and nova spots Sunny in the back. Miri waves, and Sunny brightens noticeably as she waves back. Sunny, with a light sheen of sweat steps around the counter smiling at Miri. Miri almost sighs in relief when Sunny, obviously wanting to hug her, refrains from doing so. If you eat like you do Miranda, you'll look like her in no time! You should start a diet dear. “You made it! How is your first day going?” Miri shrugs and smiles. “Great so far! I just got done with my physical examination. I have to be back at Shields office at one so I have an hour and a half to burn! Do you have a lunch break to work out with me after I eat?” Sunny sighs and shakes her head, her greasy hair plastered to the side of her head. “No I just have time to show you around and eat a quick lunch, it's almost the lunch rush so I don't have a break till 2. Are you going to work out after work as well? Oh, did you get the health shot they offer?” “I was planning on working out after lunch and after work, so no biggie if you miss this one.” Her stomach rumbles again and Miri grimaces. “I did get the shot, and as you can hear, I'm getting hungry.” Piggy, Sunny laughs, grabbing Miris arm and dragging her to the counter. “Order whatever you want Miri, I got that shot and ate like a pig all day. Trust me, you won’t be satisfied till you're bursting.” Miri grimaces, from Sunny’s greasy hand, and from the image of eating as much as Sunny. Never! “Uh I was thinking of one of the healthier options Sunny, this menu is mostly…” Pure lard “not my taste.” Sunny shrugs, her soft shoulders jiggling as she drops them.
“Might want to double check what restaurants you're allowed to eat at for free Miri, most will just discount the meal.” Miri frowns and pulls up her computer, double checking her paperwork. She groans as she sees that Sunny is correct. “Crap…” her stomach cramps even more painfully and she cringes. From now on I'm cooking lunch the night before. “Crap Sunny… what would you recommend that at least attempts to be healthy?” Sunny grimaces and looks at the menu. “Um, I’ve never been asked that Miri… I would guess to avoid the double burgers and the soda? Oh yea! There's a chicken sandwich!” Oh thank god. “I guess I'll have one of those Sunny.” Sunny chuckles as she rings it up, gesturing for Miri to scan her wrist computer. “Are you sure you just want one? I promise you, you're going to be starving.” Miri nods. “I'm sure, I can keep a handle on my cravings.” Why now? You never could as a child. Sunny shrugs again, then walks around the counter. “Let's sit over there, someone will bring it out soon.” Sunny leads Miri to a small booth that at least looks like it's been cleaned once today. Miri squirts a bit of hand sanitizer as she sits. Sunny beams at Miri, and Miri blushes. “What? Do I have something on my face?” Sunny laughs and shakes her head. “Nope!” Miri chuckles, while Nova Ranger seethes. “Are you going to tell me?” Sunny shakes her head. “Nope! You'll see in a minute.” Miri taps her hands on her muscular thighs, smiling softly at Sunny. A large young woman, larger than Sunny comes huffing out, both hands holding a tray covered in food. Miri frowns at Sunny. “Sunny! What did you do?” Sunny laughs softly. “Miri, please trust me. I promise you are going to be starving from the shot. I ordered my lunch and a few extra chicken sandwiches for you. I promise, this will help your hunger.” Miri sighs and shrugs, defeated. “O-okay, I am pretty hungry.” Yes you are piggy. To highlight that statement her stomach rumbles loudly as the fat employee places the tray in front of them. Miris eyes lock onto the chicken sandwiches. I was expecting roasted or baked, not fried! The buns are baked and look like they have a layer of grease on them. Juices and sauces drip from each sandwich and Miri feels her mouth salivate as the smell hits her. So greasy… Sunny picks up her own burger and bites into it, moaning as grease drips down her cheeks. Disgusting! Taking a deep breath, Miri grabs the cheap plastic fork and knife, and slowly cuts her first sandwich.
Her stomach cramps angrily as she takes her time. You listen to me hunger, not the other way around! She takes her first bite and moans in delight. The fried chicken tastes better than anything she’s ever cooked before, the cheese, chicken, sauces and bread tasting amazing in her mouth. She quickly swallows, taking another bite, and then another. She feels grease drip down her lips and grimaces, remembering to pat her lips with a cheap napkin. Before she knows it, she's done with her first sandwich, and she suppresses a whimper as her hunger remains. I can do this! One was enough. Sunny continues to eat, still working on her first burger. She takes a long draw from her soda, then grabs a few fries. “I-Itsh Good, right?” Miri grimaces as Sunny talks with her mouth full. The worst part though, is Sunny’s right, the food is good! Better than anything she’s ever had. It's just because I'm so hungry… Feeling her willpower collapsing, she quickly cuts the next sandwich. She moans in pleasure, as this one tastes even better than the first one. Each bite is better than the next, and she quickly devours this one as well. Without thinking she starts cutting the third, when her plastic knife breaks, she grabs the sandwich with her hands. Miri grimaces as the juices and grease drip onto her hands, but she brings the fried chicken sandwich to her mouth and takes a large bite. She moans as the flavor explodes in her mouth, she feels a small explosion of butterflies in her stomach as her arousal grows, each bite an almost sexual experience. Wh-whaat is this feeling? She ignores it as she takes bite after bite, soon done with her third sandwich. So empty still… What was in that shot? Miri whimpers as she looks at the tray. Sunny has just finished her only burger, and is now finishing her soda and fries. Those fries look so good. Miri squirms as hunger keeps gnawing at her willpower. You had three, that's enough! But her hunger grows and her stomach growls again. Sunny finally looks ip from her food, crumps around her lips and tracks of grease down her mouth and double chin.
“Told you Miri! That hit the spot?” Miri nods and blushes. “I-I’m still hungry Sunny… Can I get some more?” Sunny looks surprised for a second, then nods. “Sure! Just go order again and they'll bring it out. Miri nods sheepishly, then groans as she stands. As hungry as she is, her stomach feels close to bursting, and is slightly swollen. You ate all that food and aren't even satisfied Miranda? For shame. She grimaces at the voice, only slightly aware the voice had disappeared completely while eating. She stares in horror at her tiny belly, that presses painfully against her buttoned slacks. Oh my god! I have a food baby! She grimaces in disgust as her belly rumbles, obeying the orders from her stomach, she walks painfully back to the counter, the dull fat woman staring blankly at her as she approaches. Miri stares at the menu and her mouth waters. This is a one time thing, because of the shot… I can try a few things I'd never eat… Then work out super hard at the gym after work… Yeah right Miranda. nodding to herself, Miri begins to order. I have no idea what the numbers mean. “Uhh, I'll do a number 1 and a number 2 please… and two fried chicken sandwiches please. “Small, medium, or large and what to drink?” The employee asks mechanically. “Uhhh, medium please? Do you have water?” The employee shakes her head, breathing heavily from her mouth. “Um, I’ll do a diet coke please.” The employee nods and Nova places her computer against the pad. The employee sighs heavily. “It will be out in a couple of minutes, thanks for choosing Macburger.”
Miri nods and returns to her chair, tapping her leg rapidly as she waits for her meal in the uncomfortable seat. “Get a bit more to eat Miri?” Miri nods, her face red and ashamed of herself. ‘That's okay! When I got my shot three weeks ago, I ate like two whole burgers, then another two when I got home.” Sunny laughs like it's all a big joke, that pigging out isn’t the worst thing. And you've already eaten more than Sunny, and she’s a fat pig! Her stomach rumbles again, painful with her taut stomach. Sunny stands, taking the tray with her. “I have to get back to work Miri, let me know if you get off work in time to workout! Bye!” Miri waves shyly as Sunny leaves, leaving Miri alone. This is awful! Im so fucking hungry! I hope this doesn't last all day, or I wont get any work done! The fat employee slowly shuffles over, placing a fresh tray down without a word. Miri stares at the two burgers and two fried chicken sandwiches, a huge stack of fries and two humongous sodas. “Oh shit! The numbers are a meal…” Well I'll just eat what I need, then stop and throw away the rest. Sure you will Miranda, you never could control yourself. Nodding to herself, her eyes never leaving her feast, Nova reaches for the first burger, the wrapper coated in grease, making it see through. She barely cringes as her hands wrap around the greasy burger. Her first bite is tiny, as she has never eaten a burger in her life. She moans, as the flavorful, juicy beef touches her tongue, and the voice of her mother is silenced. Sooo goood! Even better than the chicken! She takes larger and larger bites, ignoring the grease that coats her lips and drips down her lips. She finishes the burger, and blushes as she hiccups. “Ex-excuse me!” Her hunger still sits deep in her belly, refusing to release her. She uses a cheap napkin to wipe the grease off her face, cringing at the feeling it leaves behind.
Miri grabs a salty fry, eying it critically. She slowly puts one in her mouth, then moans as the salty, fried potato touches her tongue for the first time. She grabs several more, her mouth drying rapidly. She wipes her mouth again, then Nova tastes soda for the first time in her life. The coke is so sugary she cringes as the carbonated drink fizzes in her mouth and she drinks deeper, the sugary taste growing on her as she chugs and chugs. *BRRRPP* She blushes furiously as she gas escapes her mouth, covering it in disgust. “Ex-excuse me…” She puts the soda down and grabs the next burger. How can people drink that sugary drink? She takes a bite of the double burger, moaning again in delight as her pussy throbs again. As she eats and eats, she feels herself getting more and more aroused as her stomach fills painfully to the brim. At this point, Miri is in a gluttonous haze, aware of only the food in front of her and her growing arousal. Her belly swells as she eats and eats. Miri finishes the last of her food, breathing heavily as she slowly comes down from her ravenous hunger induced gluttony. Wh-what happened? She shakes her head slowly, staring in wonder at the empty tray. Did I eat all of this? What the fuck? What the fuck did I just do? She whimpers as she feels her swollen belly gurgle, finally satisfied, her belly bulges ridiculously against her slacks and blouse, and hears the voice of her mother creep back into her mind. I always knew you were a little piggy Miranda. Her face blushes beet red, as she realized she probably couldn't button her blazer if she wanted to. I… I need to go work this off. Now! She cringes as feels her hands, grease and crumbs on them. She rapidly grabs the last of the clean napkins, cleaning the grease off her face and hands. She can’t do anything for the sweat that had pooled down her back and armpits as she ate and ate. I'll go work out, shower, and apply more deodorant.
Nodding to herself, Miri groans as she stands, her stomach aching awfully. She hiccups and blushes. She looks at her stomach, bulging slightly out. Miri blushes, as she knows she looks like a woman in the beginning of pregnancy. I am never coming here again. From now on I'm bringing my chicken from home. She grabs her tray, the only things remaining on it the napkins, wrappers, and empty soda cups and she moves as fast as she scans to the trash can, blushing as people stare at her tray. She glances at a clock in shock as she gasps. It's 12:47! I… I ate for over an hour!
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Scarlet Warden flies high over the city, her crackling red lighting causing thunder to crack across the sky after her. The setting sun means the red lighting is lighting up the darkening sky, making Scarlet look like a red comet in the sky. This high up, the city looks like a blob of dark shadows and lights to her. Scarlet sighs as she watches the city, from this far up, her troubles seem far away. Her computer chirps in her ear, ruining the brief moment of solitude. She sighs as she answers the call from Fuentes. “What?” “Another set of Fixers bots were seen, this time at another child testing center. Address is being sent now, and local cops are on the way.” “Got it, on my way.” Scarlet cuts the call, and flies faster, her visor directing her to the coordinates Fuentes sent.
Soon she can see the brutal federal child testing center. The concrete structure tower above the surrounding buildings. The windowless building causing a shiver to run down her spine, remembering the last time she was at a testing site just a few days ago. Was it really only six days ago? It feels like a year already. She lands, her red lighting still crackling around her giving an eerie red glow. The front door is open, as if inviting her in. She sighs. How many robots will be in here this time? Her powers grow as she walks towards the dark entrance, and suddenly tears spring into her eyes and her vision goes blurry. Not now! She angrily banishes her tears, wiping her eyes with her hand to clear her vision. Taking a deep breath, she steadies her emotions and steps into the room.
This front office is exactly the same as the one Ox and Raven got captured in, except of course this room wasn't destroyed. Suddenly, Scarlet has a memory she hasn't thought of in years. A memory of her as a child in a very similar room, being ripped away from the life she knew after they found out she had powers. Scarlet shakes her head, pushing the memory away. But the faintest memory of her child-like emotion remains. Anger, fear, helplessness, and loneliness. Tears spring up again and she quickly forces all emotions from her heart. Not now, that's all behind you! “Come Fixer! I know you're here!” She shouts out as she gathers her party. Don't make me clear this entire room. A feminine black shape steps out of an office door, standing taller than Scarlet herself. Wow that actually worked. She points a finger at the bottom and snaps. The resulting explosion throws the robot back. Its large frame smashes into the concrete behind it. The robot jumps back up, already sprinting back at Scarlet. Scarlet snaps again, causing the robot to be flung back again, this time struggling to rise.
Scarlet steps forward, and another robot appears from the shadows, swinging its sword like arms down. Scarlet jumps back, just barely missing having her head sliced off. Grinning, Scarlet claps her hands, inches from the robot. The latex clad robot is flung backwards as the explosion of thunder destroys the furniture around her. Neither robot gets back up as Scarlet takes a deep breath, scanning the darkness for more threats. Seeing nothing, she snaps several times at the downed robots, sending bolt after volt of red lighting into their bodies. The robots crackle and burn, but remain laying down. Scarlet remains on the alert, ready for The Fixer or more bots. Her security pays off, when another set jumps in from the front door.
Scarlet snaps another set of bolts of lighting at the two new threats, backing away as they dodge. Their blade-like arms are swinging back and forth as they sprint at her. Scarlet starts laughing as she claps rapidly, small explosions of thunder causing the air to rapidly expand and contract in the room, casting a mist to rapidly rise from the floor. One robot is caught dead center by an explosion, and explodes from the inside out, sending black metal shooting out like deadly shrapnel. Scarlet grunts as a piece of metal impales her chest plate, knocking the wind from her. Her bladder suddenly aches, and Fixer curses as the pain starts to build, knowing she needs to finish this now before she pisses herself! Fucking really! Now? Not when I was flying over the city?
The other robot keeps sprinting at her, and Scarlet continues to backstep as she claps again and again. Her bladder aches painfully as she claps one last time, the explosion directly behind the last robot. The explosion launches the robot uncontrollably forward, its razor sharp sword arms flailing as its bottom half disintegrates in the blast. “Fu-” Scarlet raises her arms in a panic as the corpse hits her, pushing her backwards and onto her back. She grunts as she releases her bladder, unable to stop herself as she pisses herself. She blushes, embarrassed beyond relief as the warm liquid pours down her suit, coating her ass and thighs. “Fuck!.” The faint smell of urine hits her nostrils and she wrinkles her nose as she whimpers in disgust. “Fuck!” She sits up, and notices she's been impaled through the arm by one of the blades. “Figures. Can this day get any fucking worse?” “Of course it can Rosalina!” Scarlet groans as she pushes herself to her feet, ripping the blade off the robot's arm, leaving it impaled in her arm. “Fixer, of fucking course.” The Fixer stands at the entrance, her small body in what could be called a power pose. Her legs shoulder length apart and her hands on her hips. Her shoulders are held back and her long scarlet hair blows in the wind. Scarlet grimaces as the blade in her arm shifts as she moves. I just had to say it. She grimaces as her urine travels down her leg, into her boots. Ughhhh. Her boots squish as she steps forward, readying her un-injured arm in front of her. The Fixer steps forward, her heels clicking on the concrete floor.
“That looks like it hurts.” Scarlet shrugs, she's had worse. I feel worse about peeing myself like a child. Though it does burn. Keeping one eye on Fixer, Scarlet glances down at the blade in her arm, not surprised to see dark blood dripping from the wound. Probably nicked an artery. Good thing I didn't pull it out. Glaring back at The Fixer, Scarlet snaps her good hand. Bolt after bolt of lighting shoots out, and the Fixer effortlessly seems to dodge it. Scarlet grimaces as she backs up, her heart starting to race as she realizes she can't hit The Fixer. She stops snapping, and Fixer walks closer, her hips swaying as she walks, she stops, far enough away a clap explosion wouldn't work. Not that I can do it easily. “Where's Nova? I haven't seen her in a few days.” Scarlet keeps her face as deadpan as possible, unaware she's nibbling on her lower lip. “She's around. She could be here and you wouldn't know it.” The Fixer smiles, her blood red lips revealing her white teeth, shocking against the black latex surrounding the rest of her. “I'm sure she is. Did you know Steel Ox is bad at dishes?” Scarlet can't keep a chuckle from escaping. So it seems they aren't in cryo. “I'm sure he is. You have the strongest man in the world doing your dishes?” The Fixer cackles, and Scarlet rolls her impaled arm, the burning sensation has spread down her arms to get fingers, and up past her shoulder, but does not seem to be intensifying. I think it did more damage than I thought, and it's not poison, I know how poison feels. “Why are you here Fixer, why do you keep coming back to these Tester facilities?” The Fixer shrugs. “I just happen to like brutalist architecture.” The Fixer smiles. “I'm not the one with a history with these buildings, not like you Rosy.” Hearing her childhood nickname after 30 years causes tears to spring into her eyes, tears falling uncontrollably down her cheeks. Her lower lip trembles, as Scarlet is only a breath away from a full on sob. Scarlet is spiraling further and further down, when The Fixer offers her a lifeline, pulling her back.
The Fixer cackles. “Did you piss yourself Rosalina? Oh my god you did! I was wondering what that smell was!” She cackles harder as Scarlet blushes, wiping the remaining tears from her eyes. She steps forward, grimacing in pain as she starts to bring both arms together when she freezes. “Do you need DIAPERS little Rosalina?” Scarlet staggers back, like she just took a blow to the head, her head enveloped in a sudden unrelenting fog. The Fixer steps closer, and Scarlet is unable to raise her arms, or even move to defend herself. “I bet you LOVE PISSING YOUR DIAPERS. Does it EXCITE YOU? How pathetic little Rosy. The Fixer cackles, and when Scarlet finally is able to lift her head up, she stares blankly at the empty room, the echoes of Fixers cackles all that remain. She looks around, finding no evidence of the Fixer, or the defeated bodies of the Robots. All that remains is the blade in her arm and the shrapnel in her chest plate. Did I pass out from blood loss? Last thing I remember is her calling me Rosy… Scarlet shakes her head as tears gather in her eyes again, and she chews her lower lip, willing herself not to cry. The faint sounds of sirens start to reach her ears and Scarlet sighs. Grimacing down at her piss stained flight suit she shakes her head. Not letting them see me like this. She stomps out the door, her blood trailing down her arm, she doesn't even realize the burning sensation from her arm had spread to her entire body, before fading away, lurking at the edges of her awareness as if hiding from her.
Detective Kowalski steps out of a squad car, walking towards Scarlet, her eyes on the blade in her arm. The detective opens her mouth, but Scarlet speaks first. “No one goes in but Order personnel. No one else. Understand me?” The detective frowns, her eyes going hard. But she nods. “Understood. Do you need to see a paramedic?” Scarlet shakes her head, and summons her power. She takes to the skies, leaving the scene, heading back to Jugement Square. Beatrice has some serious first aid knowledge. I'll land on the roof, strip and wash away any evidence of my accident, then find her. She should do a good enough job so we can wait for the doctor tomorrow. Scarlet tries to use her impaled arm to send a message from her computer on her good wrist, but finds it impossible to do so. “Shit…”
Scarlet sighs as she finally sees the roof of the headquarters, the sun long since set. Placing her boots down on the roof, she jumps in surprise as Beatrice storms out of the shadows. Where did she come from! “I knew you were in trouble when you didn't answer my calls. Why didn't you call? Are you alright Scarlet?” Scarlet's lower lip trembles as tears build in her eyes as she's scolded by her secretary. Scarlet shakes her head, then points at her impaled arm. Beatrice gasps, and runs over to her side. “This looks bad Scarlet, smart of you not to pull it out.” Her simple praise keeps Scarlet from bawling on the roof, she swallows and nods. “Yeah. It hurts like a bitch.” Beatrice nods, then wrinkles her nose. Beatrice looks at Scarlet's leg, and Scarlet blushes, wishing she could disappear like Nova can. “Oh Scarlet… was this from the pain and shock?” Scarlet opens her mouth to lie, to agree with Beatrice, instead she tells the truth, shocked as the words leave her mouth. “No… I've been having bladder issues all day…” She snaps her mouth shut, but feeling relieved to have told the truth… Beatrice nods slowly, as if putting pieces of a puzzle together. “Is that the little problem you told me about earlier that had you running out of your office every hour?” Embarrassed, Scarlet nods, her cheeks red. “Hey it's okay Scarlet, there's no reason to be embarrassed, you're under a bunch of stress right now, it's no wonder your body might be having issues.” Beatrice slowly strokes Scarlet's uninjured arm, and Scarlet blushes more at the understanding tone, the sympathy is almost worse than laughter. “ Let me get you some clean clothes and then I can bring you down, and then we can take that blade out of your arm and patch you up.” Scarlet nods again, relieved that Beatrice is taking charge. She's just so tired, so tired of being in charge. Having someone else direct her around feels so good right now.
Beatrice leaves, and Scarlet sits on her ass, she cringes as the wet pants touch her butt. Sighing, Scarlet grabs a small knife from her belt, and she cuts away the sleeve of her suit, not wanting to carefully cut away the fabric that close to the impaled blade. Once that's done she pulls off her chest plate, dropping it to the ground, then her crotch plate, which is still wet. She unties her boots, hard enough with one hand that she cuts the laces and she steps out of the boots and her wet socks, her naked feet cold on the tile of the roof. She unzips her golden flight suit with one hand, gasping as she slowly peels herself out of it. She shivers in the cold, realizing she can see her breath for the first time this month. Just my luck to have to strip on the roof on the only cold day this fucking month. She peels off her soaking underwear, cringing as she drops it on her flight suit, revealing her large, wet bush of scarlet pubic hair. Disgusting. She shivers as she stands alone on the roof. Except for her sports bra, her black wrist computer, and one sleeve of her flight suit, she's completely naked. Blood continues to drip down her left arm, the 8 inch blade goes through the front of her massive bicep then out the back. Her massive arm quivers in pain around the blade. Her shoulders twitch in time with her heartbeat. Her large breasts heave up and down as she breathes steadily. Her abs flex with each breath, shivering slightly as she tries not to feel the blade and the cold. She shuffles side to side on her muscular thighs, still feeling icky from the drying piss on her legs. Her golden skin is slightly pale from blood loss and covered in goosebumps. Today sucks ass. She laughs to herself at the simple statement, then sighs in relief as Beatrice reappears with a bundle of fresh clothes.
Beatrice quickly steps over and hands Scarlet a fresh pair of boxers. Beatrice attempts to help Scarlet dress. “I've got this.” Beatrice steps back crossing her arms. Scarlet fumbles again and again as she tries to dress herself, the simple act difficult In the cold and with one arm. Oh, and the giant blade sticking out of her arm. Beatrice sighs. “ Just let me help you, Scarlet. The faster you're dressed, the faster I can get that blade out of you.” Scarlet sighs and stands up, admitting defeat. Beatrice nods and takes the boxers from her hands. She taps Scarlet's left leg. “Up.” Scarlet blushes and lifts her leg, feeling like a child being dressed. Beatrice taps Scarlet's right leg, and Scarlet lifts it. Beatrice brings the boxers all the way to Scarlet's waist. “Good job Scarlet.” Scarlet blushes, embarrassed at how good the childish praise feels, even for something as easy as lifting her legs when she's told. No one ever praises me for anything! She chews her lower lip as Beatrice taps her legs again, pulling a comfy pair of sweatpants to her waist. Beatrice bends over and places the blood and piss covered clothes into a bag. “Wait!” Beatrice pauses and stares at Scarlet. “There's a piece of metal in the chest piece. I want Fuentes to take a look at it, can you make sure of that?” Beatrice nods and stands up to her full height, her head still well below Scarlet's own, leaving the breastplate alone on the ground. “Come along now Scarlet, let's get you fixed up.” Beatrice takes Scarlet's hand and leads the way. Scarlet blushes, feeling like she's being led around like a child, but she doesn't pull her hand away from Beatrice's own smaller hand. In the elevator, Beatrice slowly rubs the top of Scarlet's hand. “Your freezing Scarlet! As soon as I'm done, you're going right to bed!” Scarlet nods, unable and unwilling to offer an argument, not when it's exactly what she wants to do. The elevator stops, and Beatrice leads the way, Scarlet trailing behind her quietly.
Beatrice leads Scarlet through the empty hallways, Scarlet's useless left arm hanging low by her side. Beatrice opens a door, leading Scarlet into the medical section of the headquarters. The lights flicker on, and Beatrice opens another door, leading into an operating room. “Sit.” Scarlet sits on the sterile bed that Beatrice points at, grateful not to have to do anything for herself. “I need to see how bad this actually is, if it hit the bone. Would you like something for the pain?” Scarlet nods, chewing her lower lip as Beatrice rummages around in a cabinet, returning with some pills and a bottle of water. Scarlet throws back the pills, chasing it with a swig of refreshing water. “Drink all of that Scarlet while I get an IV ready.” Shrugging her uninjured shoulder, Scarlet quickly finishes the water, tossing the empty bottle into the trash. Beatrice pushes a cart over to Scarlet's injured side, and pushes a white screen up to her arm. “Hold still, this will take a second.” The machine hums as it turns on, and suddenly Scarlet is aware she’s been squirming the whole time she’s been sitting, her legs swinging and her free arm tapping rapidly. Scarlet takes a deep breath as she holds her body still. The machine keeps humming as it scans her injury site. Scarlet's face turns red, and she starts to feel light headed. “Scarlet! I said hold still! You don't need to hold your breath!” Embarrassed, Scarlet starts breathing normally again. Why did I do that? I’ve been scanned hundreds of times! I know how this goes. The machine finally beeps, and Scarlet resumes chewing on her lower lip. “Hmmmm, this should be relatively simple. The blade missed your bone and most of your bicep, mainly hitting fatty tissue. I'll set up the auto-doc and this should be relatively painless. Tomorrow though, the new doctor will do a more thorough scan.” Scarlet nods, her head feeling heavy from the meds she took. “Alright.” “I'm sorry Scarlet, but I can’t knock you out for this, so you'll be given a local anesthetic.” Scarlet shrugs again, she's had worse with less pain killers. “Lay down and we can get started.” Scarlet lays back on the bed, her eyes heavy.” She hisses in pain as the auto doc removes the torn clothing from her arm. The clothing feels like it's ripping her skin off as it's removed. “Almost done sweetie, you're so brave!” Scarlet wrinkles her nose in distaste. I'll have to have a talk with her later about the proper way to speak to me, she's been too familiar lately.
Scarlet's stern face finally relaxes into a smile as the auto doc injects her arm with an anesthetic, the roaring pain slowly retreats, making muscles relax that she didn’t even know were tight. Suddenly she feels her bladder release as well, and she gasps, unable to stop herself as she pisses herself for the second time today. “Noooo!” She shouts and tries to sit up. “Scarlet stop!” Scarlet freezes, aware that the auto doc has started removing the blade from her arm. Her warm urine pours down her crotch again, pooling beneath her as she finally stops peeing. She whimpers as some drips towards her back, the warm liquid burning against her cold skin. She sniffs and whimpers at the awful smell stinging her nose. “It’s okay Scarlet.” Beatrice strokes her uninjured arm and Scarlet slams her eyes shut as tears start to fall. She hiccups and sniffles, feeling completely humiliated as she lays in her own urine, unable to move. Why… What's wrong with me? “It’s not your fault Scarlet, the auto doc must have mixed a muscle relaxer with your anesthetic, there was no way you could have stopped it. We’ll get you cleaned up when it’s done.” Scarlet sniffles, and gives a slight nod. Th-that makes sense I guess… Then why did I piss myself earlier too? Her tears finally stop by the time the auto doc is done stitching up the backside of her arm. She flexes it, hissing in pain, but finally able to move it again. She sits up, cringing as her wet sweatpants cling to the bed. She wipes her dripping nose, unable to meet Beatrice's eyes.
“Hey Scarlet, it's okay… No one knows but me, and when you see the Doctor tomorrow, she can help you out. Head to bed, and I'll clean this up.” Scarlet takes a deep breath, her lower lip trembling as she nods and stands up, whimpering as the cooling urine drips down her legs. I hate hate hate this! Scarlet steps out of the room as Beatrice starts to clean the mess Scarlet made. Luckily, the hallways are empty as Scarlet timidly walks back to her room, afraid that someone will see her in her piss covered sweats. She sighs in relief as she opens her door, and gets out of her soaked clothes. I'm disgusting... Her lower lip trembles as tears well in her eyes, and Scarlet lets them fall, taking huge sobbing breaths, she cries as she strips from her bra, leaving her naked in her room. Her vision is blurry with tears as she steps into her bathroom. With fresh stitches in her arm, she's afraid to take a shower and get it wet. Instead she uses a wet washcloth to clean herself as best she can. After what feels like a ridiculous amount of work, she finally feels clean enough to go to sleep. She brushes her teeth then sits on the toilet, willing herself to pee. Really! Now it's hard? She barely squeezes out a few drops, grunting in frustration, she heads to bed, glad her pet criminal has been taken back to prison, glad she doesn't have to share the room with anyone. Frustrated, confused, and isolated, Scarlet lays on her bed, her arm a dull ache. She sighs as she gets under the covers, and finally wipes her tears. I hope the doctor finds out what's wrong with me… And that Nova is making some progress. Her breathing steadies as she slowly falls into a deep sleep. Several hours later, as Scarlet Warden, leader of the Order of Judgment sleeps away the night, she moans in relief as she releases her full bladder, not even waking as she wets the bed for the first time in 30 years.
Scarlet Warden jumps up in alarm, her bladder suddenly filled to bursting again. “What the fuck!” She shouts in her office. For the third time today, her bladder was completely fine one moment, then filled to bursting the next. Clenching her thighs tight, she once again walks out of her room, afraid at any moment she would have an accident and piss herself. Her secretary looks at her strangely as the door slams open, opens her mouth, then closes it as Scarlet storms past her. What the fuck is wrong with me! She almost whimpers as the need grows stronger, her bladder aching terribly now, a lance of agony radiates from her bladder and she whimpers. She pushes open the door to the restroom and quickly strips, her armor coming off and then her golden flight suit. She just barely gets her boyshorts off in time as she sits down, releasing her hold on her bladder. She moans in pleasure as she releases, the pain fading away from her body. She moans again as a pleasant tingle goes up her spine. “That doctor can’t get here fast enough” She groans as she cleans herself again and washes her hands. Putting her uniform back on, she almost decides to leave her armor off. Sighing, she decides against it, putting the armor back on, and returning to her office. Beatrice, her secretary, follows her back inside. Scarlet sits back down, and glares at her secretary. “Can I help you Beatrice?” Beatrice stares back, her eyes concerned. “Scarlet, is something wrong? That was the third time you’ve stormed out of here like there was a fire.” Scarlet lets out a long sigh and shakes her head slowly, she chews on her bottom lip nervously, debating telling her secretary there might be something wrong with her. Finally she smiles at Beatrice, her eyes level with her secretaries even though Scarlet is sitting. “Nothing serious Beatrice, I've just been having some issues. But don’t worry about it! We have a new doctor starting tomorrow who can take a look.” Beatrice slowly nods, accepting what Scarlet is saying. “Alright Scarlet, would you like lunch after your meeting with Ms. Fuentes?” Scarlet grimaces. I completely forgot about that. She nods. “That would be great Beatrice, you can send her in whenever she arrives.” Beatrice nods and walks out, leaving Scarlet alone once again.
Scarlet sighs and sinks into her chair, pouting, she pulls up her new wrist computer, her last one destroyed last night by The Fixer. The one Beatrice found for her is much faster than her old one, and she quickly moves through the work that has piled up. She's absently staring at her computer, chewing on her lip when the new intelligence director, Amy Fuentes, enters her office. Scarlet jumps and sits up straight as Fuentes executes a perfect salute, sitting once Scarlet nods. “Any new information from last night's fight with Fixer?” Fuentes grimaces and shakes her head. “Nothing, we found nothing and the police found nothing. Fixer didn't even take any money.” Scarlet sighs and rubs her temples, another headache brewing. The Fixer is just playing with us. “What about Nova? I know today is her first day, but have you heard anything?” Fuentes shakes her head once again. “Not yet, and we probably won't hear from her for a bit as she gets set up.” Scarlet sighs and crosses her arms, hunching her head down. Fuentes tilts her head, but says nothing. I hate this so much. Scarlet feels her emotions start to build up, and she ruthlessly crushes them down. She glares at Fuentes. “What do you know about our new doctor? I'll need to see her as soon as she gets here.” “Are you alright Ma’am?” Scarlet nods and Fuentes continues. “Dr. Shaw, 44 years old. Top of her class, 12 years as a flight surgeon in the Air Force, worked with another Super team in New York and was well regarded. She accepted this position mainly to leave New York.” Fuentes shrugs. “She should be here tomorrow morning by 7am. I've heard she doesn't have the best bedside manners.” Scarlet nods. “Good, make sure she knows to see me as soon as she's settled.” Fuentes nods again, slower this time.
“Aye Ma'am… are you certain you're okay?” Scarlet sighs and rolls her eyes. “I’m fine. I’ve just been overworked, and I want to see if it's affected my baseline from last year.” And why the hell I keep crying, and almost pissing myself! Fuentes nods, accepting Scarlet's lie.”Alright, do you need anything else Ma’am?” Scarlet shakes her head and Fuentes stands, saluting, she spins on her heels and leaves. Beatrice enters before the door can close, placing a tray on Scarlet's table. Scarlet's stomach grumbles as Beatrice leaves the office, closing the door behind her. A simple sandwich and chips greet her, as well as a creamy cup of coffee. Scarlet digs into the sandwich, and moans at how good the simple meal is. How does she cook so much better than all my previous secretaries combined? She chugs her milky coffee, needing the boost of energy. She smacks her lips, tasting the hint of sugar and cream in the coffee. Well it certainly tastes better then straight black, So I wont admonish her this time. Finishing her meal, she leans back in satisfaction. The city’s not on fire, and I did quite a bit of work today, I think I'll go work out.
Scarlet stands and exits her office. “Amazing meal Beatrice, i'll be in my gym.” Beatrice nods, still talking on her phone. Scarlet strolls through Judgment Square, the halls have slowly been refilling with ‘normals’ since Fuentes has been working on replacing everyone Scarlet fired. ‘Normals’ jump out of her way, saluting her as she passes. She opens the door to her room and hears it lock behind her. Sighing in relief, she strips from her uniform, standing naked except for her boyshorts. Suddenly her bladder twinges again. “Fuck!” Her bladder feels completely full again a moment later and starts to ache. Scarlet groans and walks to her bathroom, sitting down she releases again, moaning at the instant relief peeing brings. “Whyyyyyyy? It's not even 1pm!” She asks the empty room, as a tingle of sexual pleasure travels up her spine once again from releasing her bladder. What is wrong with me! She stands and returns to her room, putting her gym clothes on, attempting to force her mind not to worry about her recent changes. She flexes her muscles in the mirror, smiling as her rock hard abs flex and ripple. She poses, bringing her muscular arms above her shoulders, enjoying the bulging muscles. She smirks, then starts working out, she does a full body workout, lifting more weight than an olympic athlete for each lift. Panting, she finally finishes and heads to the shower, her body alive from the workout, her core fluttering with arousal. She slowly rubs her clit and a nipple as she walks to the shower. Moaning, she touches herself as she turns the water on. In no time at all, her body finds release, the storm of energy pouring out of her as she cums. For the first time in a long time, she squirts out of her pussy and she moans in pleasure. Shaking, she turns off the shower and gets dressed, ready to get back to work and patrol the city for a bit.
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Nova Ranger sits behind her new desk, while Lilliane Shields sits on the edge of her desk and gives her the rundown of her new job. “Your main job will be tracking my meetings and making sure I get to them on time. If that means you have to interrupt another meeting I'm in, you interrupt it. You understand so far?” Miri nods. “Yes Ma’am!” Shields nods and continues. It's only 4:15 am and already she’s moving at a mile a minute. Miri keeps her smile on, not letting her inner thoughts show on her face. “You'll also deal with other departments who want to talk to me, you'll be my bulwark, as I don't have the time to settle every squabble. You have the fun of deciding what is and isn't important enough for me to deal with.” Miri nods again, writing down all her responsibilities. “I'll also let you know when I want you to bring me some food or drinks. Have you ever played soccer?” Miri pauses at the non sequitur. “Uh, yes Ma'am. I played in college and highschool.” Shields smiles happily. “Fantastic, we have an all girls soccer team, it's mostly for fun but we would love to have you on it!” Miri smiles happily up at her boss. “I would love to join! Where do I sign up?” “I'll get you the forms today, we play most Saturdays. Anyway…” Shields continues naming off Nova’s new job requirements, it feels like it takes forever before she hops off Miri’s desk. “You got everything? I have work to get started.” Miri nods, happily for her boss to leave. “Oh one last thing, you have a physical with Dr. Nguyen before lunch today at 10am, don't be late, it's required for your health insurance.” And with that Shields walks into her office, the door locking behind her. Nova sighs. I'm not worried about the physical, nothing ever shows up on scans for my power, but I have absolutely no free time to snoop! Sighing Nova gets to work on some paperwork, easily able to follow the flow of work around the company. Most major decisions come up for Shields approval, the lower decisions reserved for lower executives to make. But everything eventually comes up Lilliane Shields to sign eventually. Miri sighs as she works through Shields' complicated schedule. This is going to fuck me, I just know it. Before she knows it, Ms. Shields steps out of her office. “About time for your physical Miri, how about you come back around 1pm and we can pick up there.” Miri looks down in surprise at her watch. Wow, it's been 5 hours already! She fights back a yawn and stands, her back popping as it does. She blushes as her stomach rumbles loudly, loud enough for Shields to hear. “Arlight Ms. Shields, I'll see you at one… Do you need anything while I'm gone?” Shields smiles at Nova, and Shields blue eyes flash purple and Miri gasps, her heart suddenly racing in fear. “No, I don't need anything Nova, make sure you GIVE INTO YOUR HUNGER. You certainly NEED TO EAT.” Nova stares at Ms. Shields, her mouth open and her head empty. Nova suddenly shakes her head, the fog lifting. I'm more tired than I thought! Shields' blue eyes appear concerned. “Uhh, I'm sorry Ma’am, what did you say?” Shields smiles softly. “I said have a good lunch Miri, see you at one.” At the mention of lunch, Miri’s stomach rumbles with a vengeance and she grimaces. Oh my god i'm so hungry, and I haven't even used my powers in days! A meaner inner voice attacks her, a voice that she has heard her entire life, attacking her self esteem. The voice of her mother. Yeah, eat like the piggy you know you are Miranda…
Grabbing her purse, Nova cringes at the harsh reminder of her mother. Walking to the elevator and hitting the button for the medical floor. Nova reaches into her purse, and grabs her last protein bar. She quickly eats it all. Was that good Miranda? She pats her lips clean just as the elevator door opens, trying to ignore the voice that has been a constant since her childhood.. Stepping out of the elevator, Miri raises her eyes in surprise, this floor looks like any other hospital she’s ever been in. Miri walks up to the receptionist and introduces herself. “HI, I'm Miri and have an appointment with Dr. New-gyin at 10!” The receptionist cringes slightly. “Hi Miri, I have you here for 10, here's the forms you need to fill out, and then Dr. Nguyen will see you.” Miri smiles and sits down, quickly filling out the form. She's done in moments, as a healthy superhero, she's never dealt with any of the regular sicknesses, she turns in the form and returns to her seat.
A nurse opens a door sometime around ten. “Miri?” Miri stands, smiling at the pump nurse. “That's me!” The nurse puts on a polite smile and leads Miri to a small doctor's office. “Dr. Nguyen will be here shortly.” The nurse leaves, and Miri groans as her stomach grumbles. Calm down, I just fed you and lunch is soon. We can have a small chicken sandwich and that will be enough! Yeah piggy, is that all you'll eat? Soon enough the door opens, and a muscular asian man steps in. My my. What a specimen you are. I wouldn't mind playing doctor with you. The man stares down at his clipboard “ Hello Ms. Anasteli my name is….” He finally draws his eyes up and his cheeks flush as he stares into Miris green eyes.” You want to fuck me. Nova lets a small smile and blush creep up on Miris face. He coughs. “Dr.Nguyen. I'll be your primary care doctor for your time here. It's a pleasure to meet you.” Miri stands and takes his hand. “The pleasure is all mine doctor.” Dr.Nguyen blushes, and gestures for her to sit. Miri sits and crosses her legs. “Well this all looks fairly simple. Did one of our nurses check your blood pressure?” Miri shakes her head. Dr.Nguyen shrugs and grabs a finger monitor, popping it on her finger he turns on the machine. Seconds later he writes down the results. “You are amazingly healthy Ms. Anasteli. Let's get you height and weight and you're almost done.” Miri shrugs and steps out of her heels. Standing on the scale the numbers match the weight she's been for 6 or 7 years. 145 pounds . Dr. Nguyen says as much. “At 5’3” and 145 lbs you should be considered overweight, but you are obviously in fantastic physical shape. Are you a gymnast?” Miri smiles as she slips back into her shoes. “I dabbled in college, but never really took it seriously. I love the exercises though so I still do those. I mainly do weights and running now.” The doctor nods. “Keep it up. I really don't have any more recommendations for you.” Miri gets ready to go, when she remembers the soccer team. “Oh! I plan on joining the soccer team! Do I need any additional exams with you?” The doctor shakes his head. “Nope, I can use this, it's not super serious so we don't need more than a standard physical. Oh, before you leave, I see you are using our company's Healthcare, would you like a booster shot? It cuts your monthly payments in half for 12 months.” That's an extra $50 a month. What the hell, why not. She nods and he hands her some more papers to sign.
Miri ignores the long disclaimer and signs her name, handing the papers back to the doctor. Dr. Nguyen smiles. “Would you like to hear about potential side effects to look out for?” Miri shakes her head. I’ve never had negative side effects before, so why worry? God, I'm hungry so let's hurry this up. Piggy. The doctor shrugs and turns around, rummaging in a small fridge. A moment later he returns, holding up a small syringe. “Take a seat and remove your blazer please.” Miri shrugs out of her blazer, folding it and placing it on the bed as she takes a seat at the edge. Dr. Nguyen swabs her arm down with a wipe, then efficiently jabs the needle into her arm, slowly injecting the serum into her arm. Miri grimaces, as the cool, thick substance moves throughout her arm. It feels like frozen peanut butter moving through her arm, and the doctor slowly massages her arm as he takes the needle out. “There! All done! You may feel hungrier than usual tonight and a bit drowsy for a few days, but don’t worry about it. If it lasts longer than that, come on back.” Oh shit, hungrier? That's right piggy, now your appetite matches your body. So fat Miranda. The doctor leaves and Miri groans as she slides her blazer back on. “How can I feel even hungrier than I do now?” In answer her stomach growls and cramps. “Ugh.” She looks at her watch, seeing it's 10:30. Well I can have a small lunch then work out, I have plenty of time before I need to return to work. Don't make it a large lunch Miranda! Grabbing her purse she steps into the hallway, making her way back to the elevator.
The elevator door opens, revealing the cramped elevator. Rather than waiting she excuses her way inside, asking someone to hit the food court level. She blushes as her stomach rumbles again, making someone snicker. Someones a hungry, hungry hippo. Nova grimaces at the harsh voice. When her floor comes up, she steps out, relieved to be out of the cramped space full of body odor and too much perfume and cologne. Nova’s eyes widen as she takes in the large open space that has more restaurants than she expected. She grimaces as she realizes most are fast food of some sort, but some healthier options are there as well. Nova spots Macburger and makes her way over, her mouth starting to water at all the delicious smells assaulting her nose. Her stomach rumbles again, cramping painfully, as if letting her know it’s upset with her for starving it. You? Starved Miranda? There's no line at Macburger, and nova spots Sunny in the back. Miri waves, and Sunny brightens noticeably as she waves back. Sunny, with a light sheen of sweat steps around the counter smiling at Miri. Miri almost sighs in relief when Sunny, obviously wanting to hug her, refrains from doing so. If you eat like you do Miranda, you'll look like her in no time! You should start a diet dear. “You made it! How is your first day going?” Miri shrugs and smiles. “Great so far! I just got done with my physical examination. I have to be back at Shields office at one so I have an hour and a half to burn! Do you have a lunch break to work out with me after I eat?” Sunny sighs and shakes her head, her greasy hair plastered to the side of her head. “No I just have time to show you around and eat a quick lunch, it's almost the lunch rush so I don't have a break till 2. Are you going to work out after work as well? Oh, did you get the health shot they offer?” “I was planning on working out after lunch and after work, so no biggie if you miss this one.” Her stomach rumbles again and Miri grimaces. “I did get the shot, and as you can hear, I'm getting hungry.” Piggy, Sunny laughs, grabbing Miris arm and dragging her to the counter. “Order whatever you want Miri, I got that shot and ate like a pig all day. Trust me, you won’t be satisfied till you're bursting.” Miri grimaces, from Sunny’s greasy hand, and from the image of eating as much as Sunny. Never! “Uh I was thinking of one of the healthier options Sunny, this menu is mostly…” Pure lard “not my taste.” Sunny shrugs, her soft shoulders jiggling as she drops them.
“Might want to double check what restaurants you're allowed to eat at for free Miri, most will just discount the meal.” Miri frowns and pulls up her computer, double checking her paperwork. She groans as she sees that Sunny is correct. “Crap…” her stomach cramps even more painfully and she cringes. From now on I'm cooking lunch the night before. “Crap Sunny… what would you recommend that at least attempts to be healthy?” Sunny grimaces and looks at the menu. “Um, I’ve never been asked that Miri… I would guess to avoid the double burgers and the soda? Oh yea! There's a chicken sandwich!” Oh thank god. “I guess I'll have one of those Sunny.” Sunny chuckles as she rings it up, gesturing for Miri to scan her wrist computer. “Are you sure you just want one? I promise you, you're going to be starving.” Miri nods. “I'm sure, I can keep a handle on my cravings.” Why now? You never could as a child. Sunny shrugs again, then walks around the counter. “Let's sit over there, someone will bring it out soon.” Sunny leads Miri to a small booth that at least looks like it's been cleaned once today. Miri squirts a bit of hand sanitizer as she sits. Sunny beams at Miri, and Miri blushes. “What? Do I have something on my face?” Sunny laughs and shakes her head. “Nope!” Miri chuckles, while Nova Ranger seethes. “Are you going to tell me?” Sunny shakes her head. “Nope! You'll see in a minute.” Miri taps her hands on her muscular thighs, smiling softly at Sunny. A large young woman, larger than Sunny comes huffing out, both hands holding a tray covered in food. Miri frowns at Sunny. “Sunny! What did you do?” Sunny laughs softly. “Miri, please trust me. I promise you are going to be starving from the shot. I ordered my lunch and a few extra chicken sandwiches for you. I promise, this will help your hunger.” Miri sighs and shrugs, defeated. “O-okay, I am pretty hungry.” Yes you are piggy. To highlight that statement her stomach rumbles loudly as the fat employee places the tray in front of them. Miris eyes lock onto the chicken sandwiches. I was expecting roasted or baked, not fried! The buns are baked and look like they have a layer of grease on them. Juices and sauces drip from each sandwich and Miri feels her mouth salivate as the smell hits her. So greasy… Sunny picks up her own burger and bites into it, moaning as grease drips down her cheeks. Disgusting! Taking a deep breath, Miri grabs the cheap plastic fork and knife, and slowly cuts her first sandwich.
Her stomach cramps angrily as she takes her time. You listen to me hunger, not the other way around! She takes her first bite and moans in delight. The fried chicken tastes better than anything she’s ever cooked before, the cheese, chicken, sauces and bread tasting amazing in her mouth. She quickly swallows, taking another bite, and then another. She feels grease drip down her lips and grimaces, remembering to pat her lips with a cheap napkin. Before she knows it, she's done with her first sandwich, and she suppresses a whimper as her hunger remains. I can do this! One was enough. Sunny continues to eat, still working on her first burger. She takes a long draw from her soda, then grabs a few fries. “I-Itsh Good, right?” Miri grimaces as Sunny talks with her mouth full. The worst part though, is Sunny’s right, the food is good! Better than anything she’s ever had. It's just because I'm so hungry… Feeling her willpower collapsing, she quickly cuts the next sandwich. She moans in pleasure, as this one tastes even better than the first one. Each bite is better than the next, and she quickly devours this one as well. Without thinking she starts cutting the third, when her plastic knife breaks, she grabs the sandwich with her hands. Miri grimaces as the juices and grease drip onto her hands, but she brings the fried chicken sandwich to her mouth and takes a large bite. She moans as the flavor explodes in her mouth, she feels a small explosion of butterflies in her stomach as her arousal grows, each bite an almost sexual experience. Wh-whaat is this feeling? She ignores it as she takes bite after bite, soon done with her third sandwich. So empty still… What was in that shot? Miri whimpers as she looks at the tray. Sunny has just finished her only burger, and is now finishing her soda and fries. Those fries look so good. Miri squirms as hunger keeps gnawing at her willpower. You had three, that's enough! But her hunger grows and her stomach growls again. Sunny finally looks ip from her food, crumps around her lips and tracks of grease down her mouth and double chin.
“Told you Miri! That hit the spot?” Miri nods and blushes. “I-I’m still hungry Sunny… Can I get some more?” Sunny looks surprised for a second, then nods. “Sure! Just go order again and they'll bring it out. Miri nods sheepishly, then groans as she stands. As hungry as she is, her stomach feels close to bursting, and is slightly swollen. You ate all that food and aren't even satisfied Miranda? For shame. She grimaces at the voice, only slightly aware the voice had disappeared completely while eating. She stares in horror at her tiny belly, that presses painfully against her buttoned slacks. Oh my god! I have a food baby! She grimaces in disgust as her belly rumbles, obeying the orders from her stomach, she walks painfully back to the counter, the dull fat woman staring blankly at her as she approaches. Miri stares at the menu and her mouth waters. This is a one time thing, because of the shot… I can try a few things I'd never eat… Then work out super hard at the gym after work… Yeah right Miranda. nodding to herself, Miri begins to order. I have no idea what the numbers mean. “Uhh, I'll do a number 1 and a number 2 please… and two fried chicken sandwiches please. “Small, medium, or large and what to drink?” The employee asks mechanically. “Uhhh, medium please? Do you have water?” The employee shakes her head, breathing heavily from her mouth. “Um, I’ll do a diet coke please.” The employee nods and Nova places her computer against the pad. The employee sighs heavily. “It will be out in a couple of minutes, thanks for choosing Macburger.”
Miri nods and returns to her chair, tapping her leg rapidly as she waits for her meal in the uncomfortable seat. “Get a bit more to eat Miri?” Miri nods, her face red and ashamed of herself. ‘That's okay! When I got my shot three weeks ago, I ate like two whole burgers, then another two when I got home.” Sunny laughs like it's all a big joke, that pigging out isn’t the worst thing. And you've already eaten more than Sunny, and she’s a fat pig! Her stomach rumbles again, painful with her taut stomach. Sunny stands, taking the tray with her. “I have to get back to work Miri, let me know if you get off work in time to workout! Bye!” Miri waves shyly as Sunny leaves, leaving Miri alone. This is awful! Im so fucking hungry! I hope this doesn't last all day, or I wont get any work done! The fat employee slowly shuffles over, placing a fresh tray down without a word. Miri stares at the two burgers and two fried chicken sandwiches, a huge stack of fries and two humongous sodas. “Oh shit! The numbers are a meal…” Well I'll just eat what I need, then stop and throw away the rest. Sure you will Miranda, you never could control yourself. Nodding to herself, her eyes never leaving her feast, Nova reaches for the first burger, the wrapper coated in grease, making it see through. She barely cringes as her hands wrap around the greasy burger. Her first bite is tiny, as she has never eaten a burger in her life. She moans, as the flavorful, juicy beef touches her tongue, and the voice of her mother is silenced. Sooo goood! Even better than the chicken! She takes larger and larger bites, ignoring the grease that coats her lips and drips down her lips. She finishes the burger, and blushes as she hiccups. “Ex-excuse me!” Her hunger still sits deep in her belly, refusing to release her. She uses a cheap napkin to wipe the grease off her face, cringing at the feeling it leaves behind.
Miri grabs a salty fry, eying it critically. She slowly puts one in her mouth, then moans as the salty, fried potato touches her tongue for the first time. She grabs several more, her mouth drying rapidly. She wipes her mouth again, then Nova tastes soda for the first time in her life. The coke is so sugary she cringes as the carbonated drink fizzes in her mouth and she drinks deeper, the sugary taste growing on her as she chugs and chugs. *BRRRPP* She blushes furiously as she gas escapes her mouth, covering it in disgust. “Ex-excuse me…” She puts the soda down and grabs the next burger. How can people drink that sugary drink? She takes a bite of the double burger, moaning again in delight as her pussy throbs again. As she eats and eats, she feels herself getting more and more aroused as her stomach fills painfully to the brim. At this point, Miri is in a gluttonous haze, aware of only the food in front of her and her growing arousal. Her belly swells as she eats and eats. Miri finishes the last of her food, breathing heavily as she slowly comes down from her ravenous hunger induced gluttony. Wh-what happened? She shakes her head slowly, staring in wonder at the empty tray. Did I eat all of this? What the fuck? What the fuck did I just do? She whimpers as she feels her swollen belly gurgle, finally satisfied, her belly bulges ridiculously against her slacks and blouse, and hears the voice of her mother creep back into her mind. I always knew you were a little piggy Miranda. Her face blushes beet red, as she realized she probably couldn't button her blazer if she wanted to. I… I need to go work this off. Now! She cringes as feels her hands, grease and crumbs on them. She rapidly grabs the last of the clean napkins, cleaning the grease off her face and hands. She can’t do anything for the sweat that had pooled down her back and armpits as she ate and ate. I'll go work out, shower, and apply more deodorant.
Nodding to herself, Miri groans as she stands, her stomach aching awfully. She hiccups and blushes. She looks at her stomach, bulging slightly out. Miri blushes, as she knows she looks like a woman in the beginning of pregnancy. I am never coming here again. From now on I'm bringing my chicken from home. She grabs her tray, the only things remaining on it the napkins, wrappers, and empty soda cups and she moves as fast as she scans to the trash can, blushing as people stare at her tray. She glances at a clock in shock as she gasps. It's 12:47! I… I ate for over an hour!
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Scarlet Warden flies high over the city, her crackling red lighting causing thunder to crack across the sky after her. The setting sun means the red lighting is lighting up the darkening sky, making Scarlet look like a red comet in the sky. This high up, the city looks like a blob of dark shadows and lights to her. Scarlet sighs as she watches the city, from this far up, her troubles seem far away. Her computer chirps in her ear, ruining the brief moment of solitude. She sighs as she answers the call from Fuentes. “What?” “Another set of Fixers bots were seen, this time at another child testing center. Address is being sent now, and local cops are on the way.” “Got it, on my way.” Scarlet cuts the call, and flies faster, her visor directing her to the coordinates Fuentes sent.
Soon she can see the brutal federal child testing center. The concrete structure tower above the surrounding buildings. The windowless building causing a shiver to run down her spine, remembering the last time she was at a testing site just a few days ago. Was it really only six days ago? It feels like a year already. She lands, her red lighting still crackling around her giving an eerie red glow. The front door is open, as if inviting her in. She sighs. How many robots will be in here this time? Her powers grow as she walks towards the dark entrance, and suddenly tears spring into her eyes and her vision goes blurry. Not now! She angrily banishes her tears, wiping her eyes with her hand to clear her vision. Taking a deep breath, she steadies her emotions and steps into the room.
This front office is exactly the same as the one Ox and Raven got captured in, except of course this room wasn't destroyed. Suddenly, Scarlet has a memory she hasn't thought of in years. A memory of her as a child in a very similar room, being ripped away from the life she knew after they found out she had powers. Scarlet shakes her head, pushing the memory away. But the faintest memory of her child-like emotion remains. Anger, fear, helplessness, and loneliness. Tears spring up again and she quickly forces all emotions from her heart. Not now, that's all behind you! “Come Fixer! I know you're here!” She shouts out as she gathers her party. Don't make me clear this entire room. A feminine black shape steps out of an office door, standing taller than Scarlet herself. Wow that actually worked. She points a finger at the bottom and snaps. The resulting explosion throws the robot back. Its large frame smashes into the concrete behind it. The robot jumps back up, already sprinting back at Scarlet. Scarlet snaps again, causing the robot to be flung back again, this time struggling to rise.
Scarlet steps forward, and another robot appears from the shadows, swinging its sword like arms down. Scarlet jumps back, just barely missing having her head sliced off. Grinning, Scarlet claps her hands, inches from the robot. The latex clad robot is flung backwards as the explosion of thunder destroys the furniture around her. Neither robot gets back up as Scarlet takes a deep breath, scanning the darkness for more threats. Seeing nothing, she snaps several times at the downed robots, sending bolt after volt of red lighting into their bodies. The robots crackle and burn, but remain laying down. Scarlet remains on the alert, ready for The Fixer or more bots. Her security pays off, when another set jumps in from the front door.
Scarlet snaps another set of bolts of lighting at the two new threats, backing away as they dodge. Their blade-like arms are swinging back and forth as they sprint at her. Scarlet starts laughing as she claps rapidly, small explosions of thunder causing the air to rapidly expand and contract in the room, casting a mist to rapidly rise from the floor. One robot is caught dead center by an explosion, and explodes from the inside out, sending black metal shooting out like deadly shrapnel. Scarlet grunts as a piece of metal impales her chest plate, knocking the wind from her. Her bladder suddenly aches, and Fixer curses as the pain starts to build, knowing she needs to finish this now before she pisses herself! Fucking really! Now? Not when I was flying over the city?
The other robot keeps sprinting at her, and Scarlet continues to backstep as she claps again and again. Her bladder aches painfully as she claps one last time, the explosion directly behind the last robot. The explosion launches the robot uncontrollably forward, its razor sharp sword arms flailing as its bottom half disintegrates in the blast. “Fu-” Scarlet raises her arms in a panic as the corpse hits her, pushing her backwards and onto her back. She grunts as she releases her bladder, unable to stop herself as she pisses herself. She blushes, embarrassed beyond relief as the warm liquid pours down her suit, coating her ass and thighs. “Fuck!.” The faint smell of urine hits her nostrils and she wrinkles her nose as she whimpers in disgust. “Fuck!” She sits up, and notices she's been impaled through the arm by one of the blades. “Figures. Can this day get any fucking worse?” “Of course it can Rosalina!” Scarlet groans as she pushes herself to her feet, ripping the blade off the robot's arm, leaving it impaled in her arm. “Fixer, of fucking course.” The Fixer stands at the entrance, her small body in what could be called a power pose. Her legs shoulder length apart and her hands on her hips. Her shoulders are held back and her long scarlet hair blows in the wind. Scarlet grimaces as the blade in her arm shifts as she moves. I just had to say it. She grimaces as her urine travels down her leg, into her boots. Ughhhh. Her boots squish as she steps forward, readying her un-injured arm in front of her. The Fixer steps forward, her heels clicking on the concrete floor.
“That looks like it hurts.” Scarlet shrugs, she's had worse. I feel worse about peeing myself like a child. Though it does burn. Keeping one eye on Fixer, Scarlet glances down at the blade in her arm, not surprised to see dark blood dripping from the wound. Probably nicked an artery. Good thing I didn't pull it out. Glaring back at The Fixer, Scarlet snaps her good hand. Bolt after bolt of lighting shoots out, and the Fixer effortlessly seems to dodge it. Scarlet grimaces as she backs up, her heart starting to race as she realizes she can't hit The Fixer. She stops snapping, and Fixer walks closer, her hips swaying as she walks, she stops, far enough away a clap explosion wouldn't work. Not that I can do it easily. “Where's Nova? I haven't seen her in a few days.” Scarlet keeps her face as deadpan as possible, unaware she's nibbling on her lower lip. “She's around. She could be here and you wouldn't know it.” The Fixer smiles, her blood red lips revealing her white teeth, shocking against the black latex surrounding the rest of her. “I'm sure she is. Did you know Steel Ox is bad at dishes?” Scarlet can't keep a chuckle from escaping. So it seems they aren't in cryo. “I'm sure he is. You have the strongest man in the world doing your dishes?” The Fixer cackles, and Scarlet rolls her impaled arm, the burning sensation has spread down her arms to get fingers, and up past her shoulder, but does not seem to be intensifying. I think it did more damage than I thought, and it's not poison, I know how poison feels. “Why are you here Fixer, why do you keep coming back to these Tester facilities?” The Fixer shrugs. “I just happen to like brutalist architecture.” The Fixer smiles. “I'm not the one with a history with these buildings, not like you Rosy.” Hearing her childhood nickname after 30 years causes tears to spring into her eyes, tears falling uncontrollably down her cheeks. Her lower lip trembles, as Scarlet is only a breath away from a full on sob. Scarlet is spiraling further and further down, when The Fixer offers her a lifeline, pulling her back.
The Fixer cackles. “Did you piss yourself Rosalina? Oh my god you did! I was wondering what that smell was!” She cackles harder as Scarlet blushes, wiping the remaining tears from her eyes. She steps forward, grimacing in pain as she starts to bring both arms together when she freezes. “Do you need DIAPERS little Rosalina?” Scarlet staggers back, like she just took a blow to the head, her head enveloped in a sudden unrelenting fog. The Fixer steps closer, and Scarlet is unable to raise her arms, or even move to defend herself. “I bet you LOVE PISSING YOUR DIAPERS. Does it EXCITE YOU? How pathetic little Rosy. The Fixer cackles, and when Scarlet finally is able to lift her head up, she stares blankly at the empty room, the echoes of Fixers cackles all that remain. She looks around, finding no evidence of the Fixer, or the defeated bodies of the Robots. All that remains is the blade in her arm and the shrapnel in her chest plate. Did I pass out from blood loss? Last thing I remember is her calling me Rosy… Scarlet shakes her head as tears gather in her eyes again, and she chews her lower lip, willing herself not to cry. The faint sounds of sirens start to reach her ears and Scarlet sighs. Grimacing down at her piss stained flight suit she shakes her head. Not letting them see me like this. She stomps out the door, her blood trailing down her arm, she doesn't even realize the burning sensation from her arm had spread to her entire body, before fading away, lurking at the edges of her awareness as if hiding from her.
Detective Kowalski steps out of a squad car, walking towards Scarlet, her eyes on the blade in her arm. The detective opens her mouth, but Scarlet speaks first. “No one goes in but Order personnel. No one else. Understand me?” The detective frowns, her eyes going hard. But she nods. “Understood. Do you need to see a paramedic?” Scarlet shakes her head, and summons her power. She takes to the skies, leaving the scene, heading back to Jugement Square. Beatrice has some serious first aid knowledge. I'll land on the roof, strip and wash away any evidence of my accident, then find her. She should do a good enough job so we can wait for the doctor tomorrow. Scarlet tries to use her impaled arm to send a message from her computer on her good wrist, but finds it impossible to do so. “Shit…”
Scarlet sighs as she finally sees the roof of the headquarters, the sun long since set. Placing her boots down on the roof, she jumps in surprise as Beatrice storms out of the shadows. Where did she come from! “I knew you were in trouble when you didn't answer my calls. Why didn't you call? Are you alright Scarlet?” Scarlet's lower lip trembles as tears build in her eyes as she's scolded by her secretary. Scarlet shakes her head, then points at her impaled arm. Beatrice gasps, and runs over to her side. “This looks bad Scarlet, smart of you not to pull it out.” Her simple praise keeps Scarlet from bawling on the roof, she swallows and nods. “Yeah. It hurts like a bitch.” Beatrice nods, then wrinkles her nose. Beatrice looks at Scarlet's leg, and Scarlet blushes, wishing she could disappear like Nova can. “Oh Scarlet… was this from the pain and shock?” Scarlet opens her mouth to lie, to agree with Beatrice, instead she tells the truth, shocked as the words leave her mouth. “No… I've been having bladder issues all day…” She snaps her mouth shut, but feeling relieved to have told the truth… Beatrice nods slowly, as if putting pieces of a puzzle together. “Is that the little problem you told me about earlier that had you running out of your office every hour?” Embarrassed, Scarlet nods, her cheeks red. “Hey it's okay Scarlet, there's no reason to be embarrassed, you're under a bunch of stress right now, it's no wonder your body might be having issues.” Beatrice slowly strokes Scarlet's uninjured arm, and Scarlet blushes more at the understanding tone, the sympathy is almost worse than laughter. “ Let me get you some clean clothes and then I can bring you down, and then we can take that blade out of your arm and patch you up.” Scarlet nods again, relieved that Beatrice is taking charge. She's just so tired, so tired of being in charge. Having someone else direct her around feels so good right now.
Beatrice leaves, and Scarlet sits on her ass, she cringes as the wet pants touch her butt. Sighing, Scarlet grabs a small knife from her belt, and she cuts away the sleeve of her suit, not wanting to carefully cut away the fabric that close to the impaled blade. Once that's done she pulls off her chest plate, dropping it to the ground, then her crotch plate, which is still wet. She unties her boots, hard enough with one hand that she cuts the laces and she steps out of the boots and her wet socks, her naked feet cold on the tile of the roof. She unzips her golden flight suit with one hand, gasping as she slowly peels herself out of it. She shivers in the cold, realizing she can see her breath for the first time this month. Just my luck to have to strip on the roof on the only cold day this fucking month. She peels off her soaking underwear, cringing as she drops it on her flight suit, revealing her large, wet bush of scarlet pubic hair. Disgusting. She shivers as she stands alone on the roof. Except for her sports bra, her black wrist computer, and one sleeve of her flight suit, she's completely naked. Blood continues to drip down her left arm, the 8 inch blade goes through the front of her massive bicep then out the back. Her massive arm quivers in pain around the blade. Her shoulders twitch in time with her heartbeat. Her large breasts heave up and down as she breathes steadily. Her abs flex with each breath, shivering slightly as she tries not to feel the blade and the cold. She shuffles side to side on her muscular thighs, still feeling icky from the drying piss on her legs. Her golden skin is slightly pale from blood loss and covered in goosebumps. Today sucks ass. She laughs to herself at the simple statement, then sighs in relief as Beatrice reappears with a bundle of fresh clothes.
Beatrice quickly steps over and hands Scarlet a fresh pair of boxers. Beatrice attempts to help Scarlet dress. “I've got this.” Beatrice steps back crossing her arms. Scarlet fumbles again and again as she tries to dress herself, the simple act difficult In the cold and with one arm. Oh, and the giant blade sticking out of her arm. Beatrice sighs. “ Just let me help you, Scarlet. The faster you're dressed, the faster I can get that blade out of you.” Scarlet sighs and stands up, admitting defeat. Beatrice nods and takes the boxers from her hands. She taps Scarlet's left leg. “Up.” Scarlet blushes and lifts her leg, feeling like a child being dressed. Beatrice taps Scarlet's right leg, and Scarlet lifts it. Beatrice brings the boxers all the way to Scarlet's waist. “Good job Scarlet.” Scarlet blushes, embarrassed at how good the childish praise feels, even for something as easy as lifting her legs when she's told. No one ever praises me for anything! She chews her lower lip as Beatrice taps her legs again, pulling a comfy pair of sweatpants to her waist. Beatrice bends over and places the blood and piss covered clothes into a bag. “Wait!” Beatrice pauses and stares at Scarlet. “There's a piece of metal in the chest piece. I want Fuentes to take a look at it, can you make sure of that?” Beatrice nods and stands up to her full height, her head still well below Scarlet's own, leaving the breastplate alone on the ground. “Come along now Scarlet, let's get you fixed up.” Beatrice takes Scarlet's hand and leads the way. Scarlet blushes, feeling like she's being led around like a child, but she doesn't pull her hand away from Beatrice's own smaller hand. In the elevator, Beatrice slowly rubs the top of Scarlet's hand. “Your freezing Scarlet! As soon as I'm done, you're going right to bed!” Scarlet nods, unable and unwilling to offer an argument, not when it's exactly what she wants to do. The elevator stops, and Beatrice leads the way, Scarlet trailing behind her quietly.
Beatrice leads Scarlet through the empty hallways, Scarlet's useless left arm hanging low by her side. Beatrice opens a door, leading Scarlet into the medical section of the headquarters. The lights flicker on, and Beatrice opens another door, leading into an operating room. “Sit.” Scarlet sits on the sterile bed that Beatrice points at, grateful not to have to do anything for herself. “I need to see how bad this actually is, if it hit the bone. Would you like something for the pain?” Scarlet nods, chewing her lower lip as Beatrice rummages around in a cabinet, returning with some pills and a bottle of water. Scarlet throws back the pills, chasing it with a swig of refreshing water. “Drink all of that Scarlet while I get an IV ready.” Shrugging her uninjured shoulder, Scarlet quickly finishes the water, tossing the empty bottle into the trash. Beatrice pushes a cart over to Scarlet's injured side, and pushes a white screen up to her arm. “Hold still, this will take a second.” The machine hums as it turns on, and suddenly Scarlet is aware she’s been squirming the whole time she’s been sitting, her legs swinging and her free arm tapping rapidly. Scarlet takes a deep breath as she holds her body still. The machine keeps humming as it scans her injury site. Scarlet's face turns red, and she starts to feel light headed. “Scarlet! I said hold still! You don't need to hold your breath!” Embarrassed, Scarlet starts breathing normally again. Why did I do that? I’ve been scanned hundreds of times! I know how this goes. The machine finally beeps, and Scarlet resumes chewing on her lower lip. “Hmmmm, this should be relatively simple. The blade missed your bone and most of your bicep, mainly hitting fatty tissue. I'll set up the auto-doc and this should be relatively painless. Tomorrow though, the new doctor will do a more thorough scan.” Scarlet nods, her head feeling heavy from the meds she took. “Alright.” “I'm sorry Scarlet, but I can’t knock you out for this, so you'll be given a local anesthetic.” Scarlet shrugs again, she's had worse with less pain killers. “Lay down and we can get started.” Scarlet lays back on the bed, her eyes heavy.” She hisses in pain as the auto doc removes the torn clothing from her arm. The clothing feels like it's ripping her skin off as it's removed. “Almost done sweetie, you're so brave!” Scarlet wrinkles her nose in distaste. I'll have to have a talk with her later about the proper way to speak to me, she's been too familiar lately.
Scarlet's stern face finally relaxes into a smile as the auto doc injects her arm with an anesthetic, the roaring pain slowly retreats, making muscles relax that she didn’t even know were tight. Suddenly she feels her bladder release as well, and she gasps, unable to stop herself as she pisses herself for the second time today. “Noooo!” She shouts and tries to sit up. “Scarlet stop!” Scarlet freezes, aware that the auto doc has started removing the blade from her arm. Her warm urine pours down her crotch again, pooling beneath her as she finally stops peeing. She whimpers as some drips towards her back, the warm liquid burning against her cold skin. She sniffs and whimpers at the awful smell stinging her nose. “It’s okay Scarlet.” Beatrice strokes her uninjured arm and Scarlet slams her eyes shut as tears start to fall. She hiccups and sniffles, feeling completely humiliated as she lays in her own urine, unable to move. Why… What's wrong with me? “It’s not your fault Scarlet, the auto doc must have mixed a muscle relaxer with your anesthetic, there was no way you could have stopped it. We’ll get you cleaned up when it’s done.” Scarlet sniffles, and gives a slight nod. Th-that makes sense I guess… Then why did I piss myself earlier too? Her tears finally stop by the time the auto doc is done stitching up the backside of her arm. She flexes it, hissing in pain, but finally able to move it again. She sits up, cringing as her wet sweatpants cling to the bed. She wipes her dripping nose, unable to meet Beatrice's eyes.
“Hey Scarlet, it's okay… No one knows but me, and when you see the Doctor tomorrow, she can help you out. Head to bed, and I'll clean this up.” Scarlet takes a deep breath, her lower lip trembling as she nods and stands up, whimpering as the cooling urine drips down her legs. I hate hate hate this! Scarlet steps out of the room as Beatrice starts to clean the mess Scarlet made. Luckily, the hallways are empty as Scarlet timidly walks back to her room, afraid that someone will see her in her piss covered sweats. She sighs in relief as she opens her door, and gets out of her soaked clothes. I'm disgusting... Her lower lip trembles as tears well in her eyes, and Scarlet lets them fall, taking huge sobbing breaths, she cries as she strips from her bra, leaving her naked in her room. Her vision is blurry with tears as she steps into her bathroom. With fresh stitches in her arm, she's afraid to take a shower and get it wet. Instead she uses a wet washcloth to clean herself as best she can. After what feels like a ridiculous amount of work, she finally feels clean enough to go to sleep. She brushes her teeth then sits on the toilet, willing herself to pee. Really! Now it's hard? She barely squeezes out a few drops, grunting in frustration, she heads to bed, glad her pet criminal has been taken back to prison, glad she doesn't have to share the room with anyone. Frustrated, confused, and isolated, Scarlet lays on her bed, her arm a dull ache. She sighs as she gets under the covers, and finally wipes her tears. I hope the doctor finds out what's wrong with me… And that Nova is making some progress. Her breathing steadies as she slowly falls into a deep sleep. Several hours later, as Scarlet Warden, leader of the Order of Judgment sleeps away the night, she moans in relief as she releases her full bladder, not even waking as she wets the bed for the first time in 30 years.
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