The Global Protectors – Dawn of the Millennium
By Marcus_Lycus@hotmail.com
The Global Protectors, Ultra Woman and Doctor Droid were created by none other than Doctor Droid (www.superstories.net/droidzone) and as such are copyright Doctor Droid. Other characters and text are copyright Marcus Lycus.
This story is meant for people over the age of 18, please don’t read it if you are younger than that. Any resemblance between characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental of course.
And finally, please e-mail me with any comments, complaints or suggestions. Remember feedback leads to more stories!
Marcus Lycus
Part 4 - Beginner's Luck
After breakfast the three heroines took off from the balcony to follow up on yesterday's fiasco. Maple Leaf's contacts in Toronto had pulled the Wulf Pak's Interpol file which identified a dozen safe houses in the old warehouse district. She reasoned that if they could find the robbers and bring them in Mulligan would have to eat his words. Besides she wanted them. She wanted them badly.
They split up, each checking some possible safe houses while staying in touch by cell phone. Maple Leaf didn't expect the gang bangers to be too much trouble without hostages to hide behind but it didn't pay to take chances. As soon as one of them saw something she'd call in the others and they'd take care of them together. No screw-ups this time.
***
Don was getting tired of killing time in the old warehouse watching porn and playing cards. Leon was still out of it with some broken ribs but they couldn't take him to the hospital just yet. There was nothing to but sit around going stir crazy till the cops forgot about them.
He'd just walked out for a cigarette when the stranger walked up. A big guy with close cropped hair and broad shoulders. He considered capping the guy just on general principles for stepping on to Wulf Pak turf but that would pretty much blow the whole safe house thing so he decided to play it cool.
"Yeah?"
"Donatello" a heavily accented voice barked "you don't know me but we have some friends in common. Three little girls on their way now. Would you like to entertain them?"
Don listened attentively.
***
Navigating the old warehouse district was harder than Maple Leaf expected. None of the streets were numbered they all had these weird random names and all the old warehouses looked alike. Plus it was just endless, it seemed like a heroine could spend her whole career exploring abandoned warehouses.
But after criss-crossing the neighborhood a few times she finally found her first destination (empty) and set out for the next one, the old Mirage warehouse at the corner of Eastman and Laird.
Once she found it, Maple Leaf settled on a roof across the street. Since her rebirth she had noticed her eyes and ears were getting sharper by the day. Even from 100 yards away she had no trouble seeing inside the windows and hearing the conversations inside.
Bingo.
"Should've seen those dumb bitches…"
"Duh, I'm like Captain Canada, let me hold the door for you…"
"See the rack on the blond one?"
"Get a load of this, the paper says the brunette's named 'Maple Leaf'! Can you believe that?"
Jillian grit her teeth and reached for her cell phone, oh they would make them pay…
"Global Protectors? They're even dumber than Bikini Force"
In fact fuck it. She'd make them pay herself.
Teamwork forgotten, Maple Leaf flew right for the front door.
The rotting wood doors easily gave way as she shot through catching the four gangers by surprise. The losers didn't even have their weapons handy.
Confident (and why shouldn't she be, these were just four scared punks and she was a superheroine) she landed and assumed her Linda Carter pose. With a big smile she flounced her hair and said.
"Mmph!"
Something heavy landed on her back, the impact knocking her over. She tried to cry out but a sweet-smelling cloth had been jammed over her nose and mouth, chloroform filled her lungs. Her vision started to blur, her legs went weak, she stumbled and fell.
Her last conscious thought was "It's not fair."
The blue skinned droid retrieved a cell phone from her high red boot.
"This one's mine. You boys want the blonde or the black girl?"
"BLONDE!" they yelled together.
***
Valkyrie had just finished checking out the spooky EC warehouse when her phone rang. She landed and pulled it out.
"Eastman and Laird? You'll call Kani-I mean Tigress? OK then. I'm on my way."
But when she arrived Valkyrie wasn't sure what to do. After circling the building a few times there was no sight of Maple Leaf. The smashed door seemed to indicate which way her leader had gone. But why would Maple Leaf go in without backup? Unless something had happened!
Val thought about calling Tigress but there was no time to lose, Maple Leaf might be in danger! Besides, what could the gangers have that could threaten her?
Somehow it never occurred to the overconfident heroine that those two ideas contradicted each other.
Careful to avoid the front door she positioned herself over the warehouse's skylight and dropped straight down figuring she would catch the gangers by surprise.
And she might have. If it had not been 10am on a bright and sunny day.
Valkyrie landed smoothly in the center of the rotting warehouse and assumed what Maple Leaf called the heroine pose. She was pleased to find her targets standing there waiting for her, all of them unarmed but, strangely, not surprised to see her.
Still she smiled and said "I am Valkyrie of the Global Protectors. Surrender before someone gets hurt."
"Too late!" A thickly accented voice called out behind her.
She spun and saw Doctor Droid's droid holding an unconscious Maple Leaf in his hands. She took a step forward.
"One more step and I break her neck."
Valkyrie froze. She knew that the Global Protectors' power of invulnerability did not come from rock-hard skin like the Incredible Behemoth or Ultra Man. It was produced by a psychic force field generated by their minds. When they were asleep, exhausted or unconscious the girls were just as vulnerable as any other woman.
She could feel the gangers walking up behind her.
"Wh-what do you want?" Her voice wavered, her icy composure was cracking.
"I want her and they want you." The droid answered.
"You'll never take me-"
"They don't have to. Do what you're told and Maple Leaf doesn't get hurt. Got it?"
Valkyrie's heart raced, how could this have happened? Every instinct told her to fly out now! She could escape and call Tigress, or the police or Ultra Woman and let them take care of this. But her heart wouldn't let her. The Canadian was her teammate, her friend and in many ways her sister. She couldn't just leave her, she… she cared deeply for her.
The droid squeezed a bit, Val imagined she could hear bones cracking.
"OK! Okay… I'll… just don't hurt her."
The droid tossed the unconscious Canadian over its shoulder and headed for the basement.
"Well boys, she's all yours."
***
Tigress sniffed the air of the old Milestone warehouse smelling the foul stench of unwashed bodies and urine. This whole area was nothing but a cesspool of unwanted humanity and forgotten dreams. But the hope of catching those four kept her going.
They had humiliated her and humiliated her new team making them seen ineffective and foolish.
Tigress was still new to the superheroine game but she knew she would never let anyone embarrass the Global Protectors again.
"Hey sistah, you a heroine?" A toothless old black man stumbled towards her. "Don't see too many black heroines around. Y'know I used to be a hero, the best damn hero ever, Icon they called me, ever hear of Icon and Rocket? We were the shit back in the day…"
Tigress gave the madman a shove sending him flying into a pile of old comic books. Then she strolled out into the sun and took out the cell phone from her boot. Maybe one of the others had had more luck.
***
Don, Mike, Leon and Ralph sat down on some old packing crates facing the heroine. Ralph took out a camcorder he'd stolen from some guy's car and Mike whipped out an old disposable camera from somewhere. Leon pulled out a couple of beers and passed them around.
Valkyrie slammed her eyes shut and tried to forget what was happening. Back, before her rebirth Vendla Alborg had been a short skinny girl built like a twig of no interest to Swedish boys who had a large selection of tall amazons to choose from. She'd fooled around a few times with boys at school but always felt shy and awkward. Even after the Boyd treatment turned her into a statuesque beauty she had not adjusted to the idea of men staring at her. Now, feeling her captors' lurid glares on her body she didn't know if she could stand it. She wanted to hide, to run, to cry but did not dare.
"Come on girl, take it off!"
Valkyrie hesitated. There must be another option. But she couldn't think of a thing.
The sounds of Abba's 'Dancing Queen' filled the warehouse.
"Hey guys hold up, you hear that?" Mike pointed to Val's tall boot, the top was vibrating. "Hey blondie, what's that?"
"M-my cell phone…"
The gangers laughed again. "Cell phone? I thought you guys all had high tech stuff, not fucking cell phones."
The song started again.
"Well take it out, carefully now, don't answer it."
Valkyrie did as she was told.
"You you're super strong and shit right?" Val nodded. "So crush it, come on, smash that puppy like an egg. Do it! Or we'll crush your buddy like an egg."
Crying under her mask, Val pulverized the expensive cell phone, cutting off any hope of calling for help.
***
Tigress got Valkyrie's voice mail and left a message. She tried Maple Leaf's line, the Canadian picked up on the first ring.
"No luck yet?"
"OK I'll check out the west side. Call me if you see anything."
Taking to the air Tigress thought that Maple Leaf might be getting a cold, she sounded a bit strange on the phone.
***
Val watched the bits of plastic fall to the floor, feeling more alone and helpless than she ever had before. The boys laughed and chugged their beers.
"Now where were we? Oh yeah, take if off sister, show us your titties!"
Val looked down at her boots then up again at the gangers. What choice did she have? As ordered, Valkyrie reached for her shoulder straps and started to peel off her spandex swimsuit.
"Slowly! Slowly blondie, don't rush things." The others hooted and howled.
Val felt her pale skin turn red with shame as she pulled her arms out of the straps and exposed her large round breasts. The gang-bangers went silent with awe.
The quiet made things a bit easier. She just pretended she was alone in her room, changing clothes. She peeled the suit down, down, lower and lower on her taunt muscular stomach until she felt cold air on her mound of silky golden hair. She let go of the spandex suit and it fell to the floor.
The gangers yelled and cheered, Val threw one arm across her breasts and the other in front of her crotch and cringed. She crossed her legs grateful for the long boots that at least covered part of her. Other than the boots she had only her gloves and mask for modesty. Valkyrie should have had nothing to fear, she had the power to crush any of these criminals, but being naked in front of them terrified her. What else would they make her do?
Ralph got up and started walking around her filming her from every side. His buddy Don sauntered over behind her and reached up to her hair pulling out the bun. Val felt her long hair come free, the end of it brushing the top of her round ass. Don's thick fingers closed around her wrists and started to pull her hands away from her body. She resisted and for a second considered cutting loose with the power she commanded but he stuck his tongue in her ear and then whispered "remember we got Captain Canada downstairs, make any trouble and she's meat."
Val thought of poor brave Maple Leaf in the hands of the droid and resolved to do anything, anything she had to do to protect her teammate.
She let the ganger pull her hands away exposing everything to the camera.
The boys whistled.
It wasn't enough.
Don stuck his knee between her legs and forced her thighs apart showing her pretty pink slit to the camera eye. Ralph got down on hands and knees to film it. Val cringed in shame, the few times she had fooled around had always been in the dark, under covers, no man had ever looked upon her most private place.
Ralph reached up with his free hand…
***
Doctor Boyd arrived back at the hotel around two. He'd left the lab early to prepare his speech for the Kirby Foundation about his successful process. Now that the team was going public (he smiled thinking of how successful the girls would be) he could finally present his process to the scientific community.
The suite was empty of course, the girls were off pursuing villains somewhere so he took out his laptop and went to work on the presentation.
After a while the phone rang.
"Hello, yes this is Doctor Boyd."
"No, I don't know anyone named Doctor Diord… Diord… Diord…"
His eyes glassed over. He listened for a few minutes and hung up. Then he e-mailed a copy of his research paper and the girls' psychological profiles to a certain address and erased the message from his 'sent messages' folder.
He blinked a few times.
"Hrm… must have lost track of time."
He went back to writing.
***
Once again Jillian awoke with a scream. She could feel her eyes were open but she could see only darkness, even her enhanced eyes could not find a trace of light. The Canadian heroine could feel she was sitting in a stiff-backed metal chair and that someone had removed her leotard. She could still feel her boots, gloves and mask but her body was completely bare except for some electrodes and wires stuck to it. She tried to move but felt heavy metal manacles constraining her arms and legs. Her body was still weak from the gas and her strength had not returned.
How humiliating. Her second mission and she had been captured and stripped like a caricature in some superheroine porn story. She bet Ultra Woman and Ms. Americana never had days like this.
No matter what happens, she decided, I'm never taking off on my own again. Nothing but team work for me from now on. Surely with her teammates around nothing like this would ever happen again.
"Hello?" She called out. The only sound that came back was some dripping water. She tested the bonds again, there was no give. Playing out her memories of being captured she figured something out.
"Pretty elaborate trap for a bunch of gangers." She said aloud. "I'd bet there's more to this than there seems, I bet there's someone else involved here, huh Doctor Droid?" There was no answer. "And since you didn't just kill me I figure there's a reason you want me alive. So why don't you stop this bullshit and just come out and tell me ay?"
She waited for an answer, none came.
"Well?" She demanded, "Aren't you going to do something?"
She twitched when she felt the first shock. Was that it? Was Doctor Droid just going to electrocute her? There was another shock, gentler this time, around her nipples, then one on her inner thigh. Actually, they were feeling pretty good. She caught herself moaning softly. She bit her tongue to stop.
"I don't know what you think this will achieve but…ohhhhh…"
An incredible feeling of warmth and well being washed over her as the electrical stimulators found her rhythm. Maple Leaf blushed as she felt her vagina grow moist and the lips part slightly.
'At least no one can see me…' she thought.
***
In the complete darkness she had no way of knowing that ten feet away a droid watched her with infrared eyes, sending the footage back for study. With her phone connected to the droid's CPU it intercepted another call from Tigress and sent her off to Bohemian Village to check out a fake lead.
***
Maple Leaf gasped when the first dildo slipped between her legs. Jillian Havre knew the sensation, she was quite familiar with the tools available to career women who don't have time for a boyfriend, but this was different. Softer, warmer, better formed, thrusting in and out in a carefully measured pace, stopping and spinning and changing directions in a way no live man ever could. This was no $10 vibrator, this was a work of art!
When the orgasm hit she let out a wild yell of abandon.
Gasping for breath she sat slumped in the chair wishing for a cigarette.
"If this is your idea of torture" she muttered "bring it on."
Of course back in the old days she would have been done for the night or even the week but now…
Her superhuman physiology recovered in minutes, and the process started again. Maple Leaf started to panic, how many times would she be able to endure this?
After the first five, she no longer cared.
***
Val no longer cared what anyone thought of her. She squirmed and moaned as Ralph and Don caressed her stroking her body and violating her with their fingers. She thought she had had sex before, thought that she didn't care for it but now… she'd had no idea her body could feel like this. Burning and melting and exploding all at once.
When Don leaned down to kiss her, she opened her mouth to receive him.
She slammed her eyes shut and threw back her head shuddering for almost a minute as Ralph's whole fist entered her. He pulled it out with a wet pop and Valkyrie's magnificent body collapsed like a rag doll in Don's arms.
They carried her over to a packing crate and lay her down on it. For a few minutes with no one stimulating her she began to recover her senses. The droid was gone and so was Maple Leaf, she had to find them. She sat up and saw the four playing rock-paper-scissors and Leon won. He limped towards her unbuckling his jeans. Faced with an injured ordinary human Valkyrie started to feel confident she stood up and prepared to confront him, costume or no she was still a superheroine!
"That's enough! Now let me go or…"
The ganger just grabbed her shoulders and shoved her back down, Valkyrie realized she was exhausted, and as her stamina had fled so had her superhuman powers. She was weak as a normal woman now, maybe even weaker. Leon dropped his boxers and thrust into her. It hurt for a few seconds but soon her body began to respond, overpowering her fear and disgust with overwhelming waves of pleasure. She didn't even notice it when her mouth started chanting "yes… more…" again and again.
Leon didn't last all that long. What man could when screwing an incredibly tight, perfectly formed woman writhing in heat? He shot his load and began to fade.
Luckily Mike was there to pick up the slack.
Lost in a sea of pleasure Valkyrie barely noticed the change in partners.
***
Tigress called Maple Leaf again demanding answers. Where was she? Where was Valkyrie and why were they sending her all over the city?
Maple Leaf tried to overrule her and send her to search the top floor of Roebuck Tower. Tigress got an idea.
"Maple Leaf, do you remember the first time we flew?"
"Yes of course."
"Where were we?"
"That's not important now. Do as you're told."
Tigress hit the 'end' button with a shaking finger. She realized Maple Leaf and Valkyrie had been captured and somehow someone had been impersonating her friend all afternoon.
But where were they?
Thinking back, the only clue she had was how the fake Maple Leaf had tried to keep her out of the old warehouse district, sending her everywhere in the city except for where they had originally been searching.
She remembered the original list of possible safehouses. It should not take too long to find them.
***
After they had all had two goes (three for Ralph) the gangers were exhausted. Pausing to tie up their prisoner they stumbled outside into the evening air to enjoy some smokes.
"Y'know what we ought to do? We ought to sell her on the internet! Man I bet some guy would spend a fortune for a hot heroine like that."
"Geeze man, that's just sick, where'd you get a perverted idea like that?"
"No man, we can make a lot of money."
"Whatever."
"What do you figure the robot's doing with Canada Girl in the basement?"
***
Val kneeled in the corner ashamed. Her hands had been tied behind her back and she had been leashed to a column. She had been so proud of herself, had felt so strong and so powerful but now she had been beaten by four punks. Not just beaten, she had been humiliated, broken. They had made her enjoy it.
She remembered crying out for more when they had finished and begging them as they walked outside.
But once they were gone the lust had faded and been replaced by shame. Shame and anger.
How dare they touch her. How dare they laugh at her. She was strong now, strong and brave. Not weak. She wasn't mousy little Vendla anymore she was Valkyrie, a Norse myth reborn for the 21st century. Invulnerable, fearless, invincible.
A new fire burned in Valkyrie's breast, she decided then and there that no one would ever use this weakness against her. She would never again allow a man to touch her.
With renewed strength she easily tore the ropes and got to her feet. Her costume was still lying on the floor where she had dropped it. Once she was clothed Valkyrie felt like a heroine once again. She looked at the open door and considered going after the gang but then her keen ears caught soft moans from downstairs. Moving as quietly as she could in high-heeled boots she crept towards the cement stairs.
***
Maple Leaf hadn't even noticed the second dildo entering her from the rear except to feel herself ascend to a new level of stimulation. Her voice was hoarse from hours of moans and cries and the chair's internal IV system had kicked in to prevent her from dehydrating.
But still her body craved more. There seemed to be no limit to how many times her superhuman anatomy could cum. Or how powerful the orgasms could get.
She didn't care anymore about being a prisoner or why this was happening. She didn't want to be rescued, she could barely think about anything but the next orgasm, and the one after that, and the one after that.
The droid detected Valkyrie's arrival and headed for the sewer grate, slipping into the storm tunnels minutes ahead of Val's arrival. It had finished its observations and had to prepare the next and final stage of the study. Besides, the hidden cameras and feedback from the chair's sensors would cover anything important.
Valkyrie could hear her friend panting and moaning but couldn't see anything nor could she hear anyone else. She fumbled along the wall for a few minutes until she located a light switch.
She gasped when she saw Maple Leaf's condition. It was horrible enough that her friend had been captured and molested but even worse was the look of pure animal hunger on Jillian's normally composed face. A look Valkyrie had shared just minutes ago.
"What did Boyd do to us?"
But her horror lasted only a few seconds, she had to free Maple Leaf, bring her back to her senses!
***
Tigress had heard enough. She'd been able to land across the street from the old Mirage warehouse without being seen and her keen ears had quickly caught the ganger's bragging about their exploits.
It had taken every bit of self-restraint not to attack them immediately but she had to know where her friends were and if they were safe.
Several minutes of listening to their perverted conversation told her all she needed to know, Valkyrie and Maple Leaf were prisoners inside but unguarded. Good.
Tigress struck.
***
Even from across the room Valkyrie could see the universal 0/1 symbol on a large button. Pressing it deactivated Doctor Droid's pleasure chair and freed her teammate. The thick metal restraints opened, the electrical pulses stopped and the thick dildos retracted. With a gasp Maple Leaf was free!
Unsure what to do with her friend Valkyrie looked away, busying herself looking for Maple Leaf's costume. She found it and carried back to her teammate who simply sat drooling in the stiff chair.
"Uh, Maple Leaf, how are you?"
Her friend looked seemingly noticing her for the first time.
"I, uh, found your costume…"
Valkyrie took a step closer offering the spandex suit to the Canadian heroine.
Maple Leaf's eyes brightened, a smile formed.
"You should put it on before someone-"
Maple Leaf leapt out of the chair tackling Valkyrie and knocking her to the ground. The brunette pulled down the blonde's shoulder straps and began kissing her breasts. She pushed her leg between Val's and started rubbing.
"Maple Leaf!? What?"
The Canadian was still lost to the world through, hungry for more she had jumped the first body she'd seen. Unfortunately Val's body was still sensitive and stimulated. Normally she might have been able to put up a fight but instead she found herself responding. She returned Maple Leaf's kisses and put her long fingers between the woman's legs. After all those hours with smelly, brutal men the embrace of a soft, sweet woman was such a welcome release. Why had they not done this sooner?
The two heroines rolled around together, lost in ecstasy.
***
Valkyrie stomped on Don's knee again just to be sure it was broken, then threw the moaning ganger over her shoulder and carried him to the dumpster. She deposited him with his comrades and slammed the dumpster lid down. With both hands she crushed the lip of the lid, sealing the four gangers inside. She wondered if they would find a way out of their steel prison before they starved. She hoped they would not.
Walking across the old parking lot towards the warehouse she heard a cell phone chirp. Not hers. One of theirs.
She found it on the ground where she had beaten Mike with a cinderblock and answered it.
"Is this Mike?" (It sounded more like "Iz dis Moik?")
Tigress grunted affirmatively.
"Bring the girls to pier 33 at 3am, I have a buyer in Saudi Arabia who wants those two and the other captives."
Tigress grunted a third time.
"Don't be late." The droid hung up.
Tigress smiled and crushed the phone in her hand.
Revenge would be sweet.
***
Tigress found the torn ropes on the first floor and heard activity downstairs. She summoned her concentration and managed to hover a few inches off the floor and descend silently into the basement. The stench of sweat and other fluids filled her nostrils. She found herself wishing she'd done something more permanent to the gangers.
She heard whispered voices.
"I'm so sorry Val, I don't know what came over me…"
"It's, it's OK Jillian, it's OK. Actually it felt very…"
"Uh right. That's like, not really my thing ay?"
"Uh, right, not mine either, of course not…"
"So let's just forget what happened, and not tell anyone. Ever. Anything. Okay?"
"Uh, sure I guess. We'd better find your costume."
Tigress paused and waited a few minutes to enter. She felt she owed her friends that much respect after their ordeal. Finally she heard the soft sound of spandex sliding over skin and called out.
"Maple Leaf? Valkyrie? Are you all right?"
"Tigress? Down here, we're uh, we're OK."
Tigress walked the last few steps down and looked around. Her two friends seemed unharmed, even their costumes were intact. Maple Leaf smiled at her innocently, Valkyrie just looked at down, glancing at Maple Leaf out of the corner of her eye.
"We, uh, just escaped from the ganger's traps right Val? We're both fine."
Tigress glared at them, angry they would even consider keeping their ordeal a secret from her. Did they think she would be scared? Offended? Embarrassed? That was no way to run a team. But she knew that was a problem to deal with later.
"Of course you are."
"So, uh did you catch the gangers?"
"They're locked up." She smiled widely. Maple Leaf decided she didn't need to know any more.
"Uh, good, then, let's go."
"Yes. But one thing first."
Tigress could smell her friend's juices on the pleasure chair. She'd gathered what it had done to her. She tore a hunk of masonry out the wall and advanced on the machine. That at least she could take care of permanently.
Maple Leaf jumped in front of her. "No! Wait! Don't! We should uh…" Her mind raced, looking for an excuse. "Uh… study it! It uh… sapped my powers and we need to research why!" Desperately she looked to Valkyrie for reaffirmation.
The blonde just nodded, she'd seen Jillian's face, she understood.
Tigress grit her teeth, didn't either of them understand how serious this was? Obviosuly not. She satisfied herself by tossing the three hundred-pound stone at the wall shattering it into a thousand pieces. She turned on her heel and marched towards the stairs.
"I know where the droid is. Come with me."
Her teammates shrugged and followed her.
***
The droid waited near the oil tanker "Spirit of Condi Rice" with four crates ready to be loaded for Saudi Arabia. The cold didn't bother it, nor did the freezing rain. Nor did the knowledge it was about to be destroyed. It was a droid. A pawn. It had the emotions of a toaster oven.
But it was about to make some heroines feel very, very good.
"There it is!" Maple Leaf whispered from a nearby roof.
"I see four boxes, two for you and Valkyrie and the droid said something about other captives." Tigress added.
The three teammates huddled together and started to make a plan.
The droid saw them of course and heard every word. Dark nights and whispers mean nothing to a state-of-the-art combat droid with infrared eyes and shotgun mikes in its ears.
Finally…
"You're going down!" the Canadian yelled as she tossed several steel rods at the droid. They missed horribly of course but the droid reacted as programmed, dodging and seeking cover.
As the droid left its post Valkyrie flew up from under the pier and grabbed the cargo net carrying the four crates to safety.
Tigress dove out of the sky and tackled the droid smashing it into a cement wall.
The droid generated a human sounding groan.
Tigress pummeled it, smashing its plastic face and denting the titanium skull. Her kicks tore off the ceramic armor exposing the circuits inside and finally her fingers tore out the wires and hoses until the construct looked like a smashed vacuum cleaner.
Her teammates came up and high-fived her.
"All right! We beat Doctor Droid!"
"Showed him who's boss!"
"Let's check on the prisoners!"
Tigress and Val tore open the crates revealing two shapely women in one-piece bathing suits, long silk gloves with strips of silk draped the length of the their long lean legs. One was in vivid scarlet, the other in bright purple. Naturally they were ninjas.
"Oh hi" the purple haired oriental woman said when she woke up. "I'm Psyche and this is Ophelia, like, from the Ex-Titans? We're, like, mutant ninjas babes who are sworn to protect a world that hates and fears us."
"Uh right."
"We also die and come back to life a lot."
"Sure you do."
"Well I do it more then Psyche, she'd only come back twice but golly, I must have died a dozen times now."
"Uh-huh. So how'd you get here?"
"Doctor Droid's mutant-hunting Giant Purple Robots ambushed us at our secret school/mansion and captured us. We're lucky you came along."
"So, uh, you guys have been heroines for a while now right? We're kind of trying to get a feel for what the life is like. Like what are you guys are going to do next?"
"Dunno. We were going to get dragged off to Saudi Arabia to be sex slaves until the New Ex-Titans or Uncanny Ex-Titans or Ex-Titans13 or someone got around to rescuing us. Now, I guess we could travel to a nightmarish alternate future or maybe just get captured and brainwashed into attacking our teammates until the power of friendship redeems us."
"Or we might just do the dead thing for a bit, it's pretty restful."
With that the two scantly clad ninjas bounced off into the night.
Maple Leaf sighed and called her friends closer.
"Tigress, Val, I know today was tough and everything but I promise you, whatever happens, we'll never be that kind of heroine."
The three women hugged and laughed.
Epilogue 1 - The Doctor
Doctor Boyd got out of the cab somewhere in the abandoned warehouse district. He hugged his laptop computer closer to him and walked into the old Helix warehouse. Hesitantly he picked his way through the rubble of the failed high-tech company until he found the right door.
Red lights scanned him confirming his identity and the door opened allowing him into a gleaming stainless steel elevator.
It descended for ten minutes.
The door opened and he walked out in a plush reception room hundreds of feet below the city. He climbed into a comfortable armchair and waited.
The lights dimmed.
The opposite wall slid open and a steel and ceramic monstrosity emerged. It was a huge scorpion-like machine, eight legged with metallic tendrils and claws sprouting from unlikely places. Somehow Boyd recognized it, it was that machine Ultra Woman had fought last year, supposedly it was the mechanical body of none other than…
Doctor Droid.
Boyd suddenly realized he had no idea where he was or why he was here. He started to rise to his feet but a tendril landed on his shoulder and gently forced him down. Another retrieved his laptop and drew it back into the inner recesses of the cyborg monstrosity.
On the front of the machine armored plates unfolded like a flower revealing a withered human form inside. The body was covered with hoses and wires, connected to the machine like another component. It was alien, grotesque, horrifying.
But somehow familiar.
The ancient face smirked.
"Hello son."
***
Boyd looked closer, under the wires and hoses and metal plates, the face was his own.
"Oh I know, I know, I'm not exactly the father you remember am I? What did happen to your natural parents? Plane crash? Tragic fire?"
"It was a car accident…"
"Ah yes, of course, a convenient car accident killing your parents when you turned 18. Tell me Boyd, what about your grandparents? Your uncles and aunts? Cousins? Old friends?"
"I, we were never close with the rest of the family…"
"No, of course not. So you don't know anyone from before you turned 18 do you?"
"I…"
"And that never struck you as odd? No high school sweetheart? No old buddies? No long lost uncles? Ever wonder why?"
"I…" Boyd was dumbfounded. It was impossible but somehow…
"A while back I realized that even with my cybernetic systems I was mortal. There was just no way I could even explore every avenue of research I was interested in. No way I could even fully exploit my genius. A problem that you might appreciate."
Boyd nodded, how many times had he been forced to abandon research into robotics or aircraft or other fields due to lack of time?
"So I talked to my old buddy, the Clone Arranger, you may have heard of him, he was cloning Hollywood celebrities until the police found out. So I talked to him and decided there was a solution to my little problem. Clones. A half dozen of them with memory implants and subconscious programming to pursue all those areas my limited time denied me. There's Doctor Floyd the NASA scientist, Doctor Zoid the political scientist and you, Doctor Boyd, the biologist."
"It can't be…"
"It's interesting how you share my interest in superheroines, another chip off the old block I guess. Of course I did have to give you some pointers from time to time."
Boyd's head hurt, he had vague memories of midnight phone calls and strange e-mails advising him at critical junctures. He remembered spending weeks developing ways to enhance his subjects' hormonal systems and pleasure centers, seeking out ways to ensure his process would increase breast size and height. And then erasing the research, making it seem these were unexpected side effects…
"Didn't you ever wonder who was paying you good money to research something as absurd as 'psychokinetic activation'? It sounds like a made-up word! But I had faith in you son! And now you've gone and made the heroines of my dreams. Strong, brave, powerful but oh so easy to twist and control. Thank you son! Thank you!"
"You… you're welcome…" he answered numbly.
"Of course we do need to keep this research between us. I mean if anyone else were to learn how to do this, well what fun would that be?"
"I guess…"
"Good boy. Now I understand you have some promising subjects in Japan and Argentina…"
Epilogue 2 - The Heroines
The Global Protectors' dramatic rescue of two missing heroines made headlines the next day. Soon everyone was calling them the new Bikini Force.
Much to Maple Leaf's irritation.
Mayor Greenwood knew that appearing with 3 gorgeous women wouldn't hurt his reelection campaign so he awarded them metals and deputized them as members of the Megapolis Police. For some strange reason Detective Mulligan was too busy to attend.
Chairman Loveless found them some office space at the World Peace Institute and put them in touch with governments around the world. Within a week they had invitations to visit Ottawa, Stockholm and Nairobi.
Doctor Boyd canceled his appearance at the Kirby Institute, saying his research was not ready to be made public yet. After that he had trouble getting funds from scientific foundations but donations from several countries gave him money he needed to try the process on other subjects.
Kanika, Vendla and Jillian came to realize that Tigress, Valkyrie and Maple Leaf were real heroines and pretty good ones too. With surprisingly little hesitation they embraced their new lives.
And Maple Leaf promised herself that after some rookie mistakes in their first case, nothing like that would ever happen again.
Really.
Honest.
And the rest… is history.
***
Afterword
Thanks for reading! I hope everyone enjoyed this one.
Remember, I do this for free, your feedback is the only reward I get so please take some time to write me at Marcus_Lycus@hotmail.com OK?
And don't worry, the Global Protectors will return in Global Protectors - The Revenge of Blackchrome! Coming fairly soon I hope.
Marcus
August 2004