Speaking into his mouth piece Bruger said "She should be walking up this pathway shortly. Echo 1, ready to fire?" "Affirmative. On your signal I'll drill her with at least one crossbow arrow."
"Echo 2?"
"Affirmative. Will have a clear shot if she struts past me. Any particular place you want me to put my arrows?"
"Knock it off Echo 2...Echo 3?"
"Affirmative. I'm 30 feet up a water oak. Most likely put one through her back as she passes me."
"Echo 4? Is the harpoon getting any lighter?"
"Negative Echo leader. Did a quick test on the line attached to the spear. If I stick her, I can drag her to my position and finish her off."
The night was quiet and a slight breeze wafted through the complex. Rolling hills dominated the layout of the resting area for Sinacom. Sidewalk lamps lighted the walkways. Shrubs and trees had been strategically placed not only for asthetic beauty but for a senario just like this: combat defense of the experiments conducted in this complex.
Standing behind a large pine Wondergirl peered around the tree to assess the last stretch of property. 'My neck is crawling right now... don't see anything but my intuition tells me something is waiting for me...wonder what it is?...' Wondergirl thought this and more as she patiently waited for any give away of an ambush or trap that had been layed for her. The three rottwielers were touph to dispatch as she first jumped the fence and landed on the property. 'One of those beasties almost clamped down on my thigh...if he'd have gotten a grip on me the other two could have finished me off!' thought Wondergirl as she shivered at the recent memory of that attack. "Well...here goes..." Wondergirl wispered.
"Heads up boys... target headed our way!"
All the scopes on the crossbows were trained on Wondergirl as she walked confidently toward the Sinacom complex. The click of her black boot heals was the only sound in the night. Passing in and out of the lamp posts the men got a closer look at their target. The scopes brought Wondergirl closer to them as she was still 50 yards away from the nearest assasin. Filling up the center of their scopes was a gorgeous brunette woman approximately 25 to 27 years old. Wearing a red swimsuit like outfit that showed her bare arms and shoulders as well as stunning legs that crisply walked down a coredoor of death Wondergirl constantly moved her head left and right and occationaly behind her as she was clearly apprehensive.
Tightening his range on the scope Echo 2 focussed on her face 'my gosh... this babe is beautifull! Those lips...and that hair!' His mouth went dry as he watched Wondergirl's hair lightly carress her shoulders as she walked his way.
Echo 2 focussed his sighting on Wondergirl's belt. Gold colored it hung loosely at her hips and drew the eye toward her crotch. 'Know just were I'm going to put my first arrow!'
Echo 1 placed the scope directly in the center of her chest. Lining up his shot he was distracted by the column of her throat, the slight play of her breasts as she walked and the fetching swing of her shoulders. 'She doesn't even know she's about to be drilled and speared by 5 highly trained assasins'.
Wondergirl's mind began to wander as she relaxed slightly. Walking alone, in the dark, and going to disrupt and dismantle an experimental station that clearly was creating monsters and inhuman creatures was too exciting.
Her decision to change her outfit was calculated to tease and 'disrupt' men who might cross her path. 'Love getting a rise out of the guys with this new look...seems like bad guys get distracted also when the see me...lost count how many times mad scientists, swamp monsters and the like had me dead to rights but decided to have some 'fun' with me. That 'fun' they were having enabled me to squirm out of a deadly situation...more than once. Oh well...can I help it if I'm a cute little fox?
"Almost ready...easy now...wait for the command... just 20 more yards."
All the assasins caught their breath as they saw Wondergirl stop under a lamp and adjust her outfit. Bending over she pulled up each boot as if she was checking the fit. Running her hands through her hair she brushed back her hair away from her shoulders. The play of her slender arms drove most of the men wild. Adjusting the fit of her outfit at her shoulders they heard a slight 'pop' and it slapped her skin. Reaching down to her hips Wondergirl adjusted the hight of the outfit as it rode high up her thigh. Taking a thumb she pulled at the crotch of the uniform and squirmed a bit as if feeling for a good position. Running the thumb along the edge of the fabric she checked the fit on her derierre. Again, a quick 'pop' was heard.
Satisfied, she put her shoulders back and strutted fetchingly down the dark sidewalk, unaware she was about to be shot, stuck, speared and harpooned.
"On my mark!" wispered Bruger. "Steady...steady...steady... O.K....kill her now. Fire when ready!"
Wondergirl thought of the creature that had raped her in the swamps of Alabama some months back. She never thought it meant to kill her...'What am I thinking? That thing had a set of canines that would have ripped most of my flesh off in three minutes! Old girl you are getting seduced by the memory of a monsterous rape! Well, it didn't kill me...just wanted to hump a curvey female who happened to be tied up and drapped over the hood of a car for dinner..."WHAT?! THWIFFFT! CLANG!
Instinct took over as Wondergirl blocked a long metal arrow which would have drilled her in the chest. SWUPFT! CLANG! Another one had headed for her hip. Then another, then another and another. Her sleek arms batted away the sharp arrows that came at her from all directions. Her mind picked up a predicatable flow in the attack: same velosity, same weapon.
Suddenly her right inner thigh was hit by a massive shaft. Sticking through her leg it stuck out the other side. Attached to the end was a long thin rope which disappeared into a clump of shubbery. Screaming with pain Wondergirl fell to the ground. As she hit the ground she heard a "Whoop!" and "YES!" and "WE GOT HER!"
Writhing on the ground Wondergirl shifted to look at her wound. A 4 ft long mini harpoon was stuck in her right thigh. The pointed head came out the other end. She could tell it had missed the bone. She wasn't sure if a major artery had been hit or not. Suddenly the line went taught and she was dragged to the bushes. Screaming in pain Wondergirl begged her attackers "STOP PLEASE! OoooooWWwwwwwww!"
Surprizingly Wondergirl felt the drag cease. A thrashing of bushes and the sound of someone gathering equipment focussed Wondergirl on the 5 men who stood over her...all pointing crossbows.
"If we all fired at once there'd be no way you could block them all. We've got lots of spares. Be kind of fun to stand here and pin you to the ground." Bruger ran his eyes over Wondergirl as she lay on the ground. One hand was grabbing at the spear stuck in her the other she help up as if she would block any other arrows that would pierce her lovely form.
Chocking back pain and tears she said "I'll do anything you want...please don't kill me!"
Bruger looked at the men and said "Now the fun begins boys!"
The large, strange spacecraft slowly moved parallel with the earthgirl as she walked up to the facility. For several days it had watched the internal workings of the men at this facility. Some days back some of their crew were captured by the people who worked here. It was obvious they were not free to move about in the building. Turning their instruments on the inner workings of the building they saw some of their crew being subjected to horrible treatment by these people.
Now however, their interest was on the lone female walking at night to this building. Was she a part of the group that mistreated the crew members? Was she an innocent? The leader of this alien craft ordered her to be snatched from the ground as soon as possible. 'Perhaps she could be made to talk or communicate in some way to us to settle our questions.'
Clicks, sqeeks and sputters filled the spacecraft as long projectiles turned and pointed at the stunning beauty walking along the sidewalk to a hideous building experimenting on aliens even now.
"Be a shame to kill a babe this gorgeous outright. Don't you think?"
"Anyone have a gag we can stick in her mouth? We start raping her here and she's likely to start screaming eventually."
"I got something I can stick in her!"
"I beat ya, stuck her first with my harpoon... looks like she ain't going anywhere quick."
Wondergirl looked in horror at the men looming over her and gloating over her defeat. They talked about her as if she was not a real person. Just something to play with. 'Damn them...if I ever get out of this situation I'll kick them past those tree tops. I know just where to kick 'em too.'
"Can't have as much fun with her while she's stuck on a harpoon. I don't want to get her blood all over me."
"Pull it out."
Echo 4 knelt down to unhook the harpoon from the rope. Then he dislocated the rod and seperated it from the sharp spear. With a quick motion he pulled it through the shapely thigh of Wondegirl.
"AAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!"
"Still got some life in her. She should be loads of fun."
"Actually, I like 'em half dead and loose and floppy...she's somewhere in the middle."
Reaching down and grabbing Wondergril's wrist Bruger lifted Wondergirl up. At the same time the other men quickly rushed in and began to paw her rouphly.
Wondergirl's feet were off the ground. She felt hard, cruel hands and fingers gripping her and pulling in different directions. Within seconds she felt fingers exploring all her tender areas. "Ow! Stop that! That hurts! Ugghhh...Please...Oooohhhhh...Uuuuggghhh...Don't hurt me like that! My thigh is ..."
One of the men had a crushing hold on her throat. Another man pinched her arm pit rouphly. She felt numerous hands on her knees and ankles pulling her legs apart. 'One of them is biting me on my..."Ow! Oh Please! Sto..."
"BLAM" a fist found found her mouth and Wondergirl saw stars briefly. Reeling from the hit she saw double of everything. "Rip!"
"Give me that belt Wondergirl! Now we can really get at ya."
Wondergirl surrendered in horror as then 5 men viciously mauled her. The scene was similar to a shark feeding frenzy. A slim arm jutted out from the pack of maurauding sharks, then a leg was wrenched free and hung loosly as it was momentarily forgotten. Unconciously Wondergirl moaned, grunted horribly and tried to scream. Something cut off her scream and she choaked and gagged. Her arms and leggs stopped flailing and fighting. Was she unconcious or did she just resighn herself to this hideous attack?
The men all growled, grunted and ordered each other "Pull her leg that way...twist her face over here...lower her tail down a bit...man she tastes sweet...after we're through lets wash her and do it again.!"
Suddenly a bright blue light shown down on the perana-like attack. All the men fell down half dazed. Wondergirl fell on top of the men. Bruger could not beleive what he saw. Wondergirl was rizeing straight up in the air toward a huge, black thing that covered the night sky.
Bruger had some comfort as he heard Wondergirl plead weakly "no...please...what...no...noooooooooooo."
Lying on his back half dazed Bruger thought 'Was payed to kill Wondergril...looks like some aliens took a liking to her...oh well, job done.'
Bruger watched as the demure, shapely female was lifted into the strange spaceship. The doors closed and the light shut off and Wondergirl was inside the spaceship.
The payed assasins all looked up in the dark sky as Wondergirl was pulled into the dark, mysterious craft hovering above them. Twisting and pleading they heard her beg to be released. The blue light seemed to envelope her and guide her up into the opening of the craft. Loud hums and crackling pops could be heard on the inside of the craft. "That thing must have hit us with something!"
"It pulled her right out from the middle of us!"
"I was just getting her lined up for something special." Echo 3 said.
As all the men finally stood up they heard Wondergirl scream horribly as she dissapeared into the opening of the craft. As the doors slammed shut her pleas were abruptly cut off.
"My quess gentlemen is that whatever is in that spacecraft is going to work her over worse that we could even imagine. Our loss...their pleasure. Can't win them all boys." Stated a coldly pragmatic Bruger.
Echo 3 was fuming inside. Never had he felt a woman as soft, yet firm and that was absolutely delicious as Wondergirl. He was getting a rythum on her when this thing interupted his enjoyment...'Damn!' he thought to himself.
Wondergirl drifted in and out of conciousness. She felt 'hands?' moving all over her. Having the impression she was being carried along she weakly tried to move an arm and get her bearings. Something sharp and wet clamped down on her upper arm and stopped the movement.
Opening her eyes she thought she must be having a dream. 'Roaches don't get this big...and they don't have arms and claws.' Catching a reflexion of herself from a smooth surface on the cieling she saw that a half-dozen things were carrying her. Each of them had either an arm or a leg. The others wrapped 'horrible looking apendages' around her waist and chest.
Rouphly the group dropped her on a table of sorts. Looking up at the cieling Wondergirl saw them converge on her bleeding thigh wound. Probing, licking and pulling her leg Wondergirl was agast at their treatment of her.
'Ugh...their sticking their...oh gross...can't move my arms or legs'.
One of the creatures let out a shiek. Immediately a long metal arm crossed her line of vision and moved to her wound. A sharp needle-like projection entered the hole in her thigh. Her leg convulsed and spasmed irradically. After a brief surge of pain which raced up her leg through her groin and into her chest Wondergirl found her voice.
"Who are you? What do you want with me and why are you doing this to me?"
Undeciferable sounds filled her head. The creatures loomed over her and began to poke and prod every inch of her. Simultaneously metal-like clasps fastened around her ankles and wrists pulling her arms and legs taught.
Just as she began to fill her lungs for a blood-curdling scream Wondergirl felt fingers enter her mouth, something pulled the fabric covering her crotch to the side and something was shoved up her. Wondergirl thrashed, bucked and flailed helplessly on an alien examination table high up in the atmosphere with 6 creatures wrecking distruction on her shapely form.
Bruger stood in front of the elaborate desk in a dimly lit office high in the imposing 'fortress' or Sarcom. "No sir. I cannot produce Wondergirl's body for you. As I just said she dissapeared up in a strange craft some hours ago." Testy sarcasm boiled up in Bruger as he stood facing this jerk.
"I'm not used to hearing such elaborate stories from men I hire to do a job. If you could not kill Wondergirl just tell me and I'll certainly give you another chance." 'Could this proll be telling the truth? I don't want to necessarily let him know we are aware of the craft that has been in our air space for some time...better keep hired help ignorant.'
"Mr. Debauch, my men had Wondergirl right were we wanted her. We were only moments away from slitting her throat. She had a possibly life-threatening wound high up her thigh from a gas powered harpoon we stuck in her. Just a few more seconds and one of my men was going to finish her off. This blue light came out of no where and pulled her up from the pile we had her in. All of us were mostly unconcious. My opinion is the things that have her now have already killed her or are doing things that will make her wish she was dead! If they dump her body down here it'll be quick curtains for that little piece of tail." said a confident, cocky Bruger.
"How was her tail, Bruger?" leered a menacing looking, thin and diseased man.
Surpressing an involuntary smile Bruger said "Sweetest meal I can remember having, Sir." Bruger's groin stirred with the memory of that fetching woman being pulled in all directions by he and his men. "Sorry I can't confirm her death. If she shows up I promise to finsh the job."
"If it's little green men who sucked her up in their space ship she is probably dieing right now...lucky little aliens. Dismissed. Keep your com link on for the next week. Let's hope we get lucky with Wondergirl again."
Currently it looked like Wondergirl's luck was running out. Panting and gasping for deep breaths she was racked with pain. 'What do these things want with me? They keep torturing me and clacking that jibberish at me. I don't understand them!' Her mind tried to shut out the terror that had been inflicted on her for ...'how long now?...my hips feel like they've been dislocated. Can still wiggle my toes so I know they haven't broken anything. Oh god...here they come again!'
The aliens moved a completely alien 'object?' over to the table where she was still strapped down. Humming and wrirling noises began as she felt the table on which she lay tilt upright. Her wrists suddenly hurt as they took the full load of her wieght.
In front of her was...what? It looked like part machine, part monster! The seperation between the two was not clear. A good 7 feet tall it had two very large eyes- as black as the night. The console it was connected to flickered with lights. Coming out of the lower portion of it's head were a dozen or so metal(?) arms with suction cups on them. They writhed and swarmed even now as it was 10 feet away.
"No! Please! I don't know what you want! This is maddness! Please! You have hurt me terribly! Please don't kill me!" Screaming with all her strength as the monster wheeled itself to within 2 feet of her Wondergirl began to vainly twist and buck on the table.
Immediately the creature shot out a tenticle. The suction end landed on her abdomen. With out hesitation it began a rythmic sucking, pumping motion. "Oh! No! STOP THAT! OWWWWWWW!"
A second tenticle fastened on her right thigh. The liquid sucking sound starting immediately. "FWOP" another on her mouth. "FWOP! FWOP!" two now covering each arm pit. "MMMPPPHHHFFFMMM!" "FWOP FWOP FWOP FWOP FWOP!" Wondergirl's crotch was covered along with her other thigh just over her wound. One tentacle covered her left breast, another covered her right ear.
Screaming through the cup covering her mouth Wondergirl let the tears fall down her cheeks.
The entire head of the creature seemed to pulsate with the systematic sucking it was giving her. Wondergirl's body moved slightly away from the table with each rythmic sucking. Unable to defend herself Wondergirl surrendered to the horrific assault. The tenticle covering her mouth inserted 'something' down her throat causing her to gag. Trashing her head from side to side she disloged it momentarily and promply vomited in the face of the alien. Emitting a terrible scream that was clealy anger the creature wrapped two tenticles around her head to imobilize it. Catching five quick breaths Wondergirl screamed "NO!" Again the long, probing snake-like apendage was shoved down her throat. "MFGTHAAAGGGAAA". Down her throat, past her lungs, she felt it exploring her stomach. Involuntarily her body tried to eject this insertion. Heaving, twisting Wondergirl fought this probe with all her strength. After a few minutes the probe quickly pulled out of her throat. Spitting and heaving Wondergirl found quick releif.
'Uo oh...what's it going to do now?' Her instinct told her what was coming. Involuntarily she tried to constrict her groin closed. The wandering tenticle moved down her chest and belly. Snaking up to the end of the fabric at her thighs it found what it was looking for.
The aliens huddled together confering with each other in strange, low level clicks and humms. They had taken Wondergirl off the table. Unconcious, she lay on another reclining sofa-like object. She looked completely beaten and spent. As advanced as the race of aliens were they did not know that Wondergirl could not understand any of their communications. Their torture attempts at getting information out of her were wasted.
From their survey of the Sarcom building they determined that horrible experiments were currently being inflicted on some of their lost tribe. Unsure of the total capabilities of these earthlings they wanted information from this female which would bolster their inevitable attack on the building. Time was running out however. The captive aliens seemed to be in great distress enclosed as they were.
All htis assessment of their captive fellows reignited the fury and desperation they felt to get them back.
At the same time all of them looked at the helpless heroine unconcious on the recliner. Being male they considered the only terror tactic left for them. They already surmized that this was a female. Moving to her they loomed over the beaten heroine. The contrast of the two was evident. They had hard shells, looked like large roaches or beatles. Long sharp claws, 6 of them on each 'bug', moved constantly. Wondergirl was a soft, gorgeous female, barely clinging to sanity. Clicking their claws they moved them to the soft flesh of Wondergirl.
As they moved toward her Wondergirl moaned softly and raised a bare arm to rub her throat. Opening her eyes she screamed "NO! Please! "What do you want from me?"
Trying to sit up she felt intense muscle strain and pain running up her Stomach and hips. "Ohhhhhhh...can't fight..." 'All ripped up in side...what did that machine thing do to me?' Falling back on the recliner she stared at the hovering menacing aliens.
Barking alien commands at her she fearfully shook her head "I don't understand...if I did I'd do whatever you commanded."
One bug grabbed her ankle and pulled her off the recliner. Landing on the cold floor of the ship she pleaded "No...please...not again..."
Another alien grabbed her arm and lifted her up. Holding her under her arms her feet dangled a foot or more of the floor. Instinctively she looked down the length of the bug holding her. 'Oh god...no...it's male...no way I'll survive this.'
As fast as a switchblade the alien extended his mating organ. The others as if on cue did the same. With in seconds Wondergirl felt the incesant probes pulling the fabric at her crotch to one side. Something bumped her from behind as well. She felt another alien grab her upper arms and pull them away from her body.
In a flash she was impaled on 2 aliens as the others mauled her in brutal ways. Unable to think she resighned herself to the fact that she would get out of this alien rape when they chose to release her. Looking over the shoulder of the alien pressing up against her front she saw something glitter across the room. 'My belt? Is that it? Did it come up with me? How am I going to get it?'
Pinned and squeezed between all the tortuous attention she recieved Wondergirl felt hope leap in her heart. 'I can put up with anything now that I've got the possibility of getting my belt...Oh...Uggghhh...Ow!...'
Like Lions tearing into a meal Wondergirl was maneuvered all over the ship. Twisted, flipped and pulled in inhuman ways the heroine faught to maintain conciousness. At one of the rouphest thrusts she heard her hips "Pop!"
Exploding into her the aliens shrieked an unearthly sound. Spent, they dropped her on the floor. In a twisted heap Wondergirl craned her neck toward her belt. 'Can't move my legs!...Oh No! Must crawl to my belt...'
As the aliens moved off to their individual consoles to attent to the ship Wondergirl dragged herself by her arms toward her belt. Her bare legs trailed lifelessly behind her. Elbows and hands pulling along the floor, she inched her way toward the belt and, now she could see the bracelets. Turning on her side she continued toward her belt. "Almost...almost...counting on the belt to heal my legs and hips.'
Her arms giving out as she arrived at the belt Wondergirl turned on her back and snatched up the belt. Working it under her lower back she fastened it in front and felt the immediate surge through her body. 'Yep! My toes are wiggling! Time to kick some alien butt!"
The alien craft descended over the Sarcom building and fixed itself over the central tower. Barely 50 ft over the top of the building dozens of alarms were set off at the massive disruption of its presence. Scurrying groups of men with weopans ran toward the main building. General confusion reigned all the over the grounds of the large complex.
"You want some of me now?!" Threatened a confident Wondergirl.
Standing behind the group of 'bugs' she pointed a slim arm at them and said "Either land this thing or I start dismantling it right now!"
Unbeleivably the bugs turned around and said in perfectly clear english "Why did you not communicate with us earlier?"
Hearing the clicks and clatter of their voices along with the translation Wo0ndergirl quickly thought that the belt must be translating their speech and hers. 'This belt has more capabilities that I dreamed about!' "If you're nice little bugs I may answer that after you land this thing and willingly open the door and allow me to leave. If not I'll gladly start tearing this things apart untill it falls to the ground on its own!"
Walking close to the Wondergirl the aliens sain in unison "You have some of our comrads in your building below. You are torturing them even now. The air here and the brutal treatment your people are inflicting will soon kill them!"
"Woah now...I am not one of the people who work at what is known as Sarcom. There is aparently some sick things going on inside there. I was all set to break in that place when some of the guards ambushed me. The next thing I knew I was being lifted up in this ship and you sickos set on me and started torturing me."
Turning and looking at each other the 'bugs' said "You are not one of the forms hurting our comrads? We are hovering over the building now. It is our plan to invade the building and foreably rescue our comrads. Will you assist us?"
Wondergirl stood in front of the aliens and remembered all the horrible tortures inflicted on her by these discusting bugs. Her belt was healing her rapidly as she stood even now. All the pain in her groin and thighs was dissipating rapidly. Pouting slightly as she rubbed her shoulder Wondergirl said "I can see you do not know the ways of this planet. Perhaps you are telling the truth. Show me were you comrads are in the building."
Walking over to a screen console Wondergirl saw the insides of Sarcom. Several aliens were strapped to tables and white coated lab people hovered over them with various machines strapped to them. Edgeing closer Wondergirl bent over the console. The bugs lined up behind her and bumped her slightly from behind. Quickly looking back at them over her shoulder Wondergirl said "Watch the familiarity boys...my back side is still tender from your attacks!" Taking a step back the bugs offered apologies and focussed their eyes on her delicious, perfect rear. Wondergirl resumed the survey of the hallways and rooms adjacent to the holding area of the aliens.
Finished she stood upright and faced the bugs. "Alright...call it a strong dose of intuition...I'll help you. How do we get down there?"
"We have the ability to fly...we will carry you with us...if you allow that." One bugs mouth flicked his probiscus in and out.
Getting a quick flash of sweat on her chest Wondergirl said "Uh...I suppose...if that's the only way down."
Moving to a large door across the room the bug that had done all the talking to this point moved next to Wondergirl and said "We are ready. It is necessary I hold you like this for your safety...is that acceptable?" asked a now polite and solicitous alien.
"I suppose...watch where you put those claws...not there! Ow!"
"My apologies." Shifting behind Wondergirl the bug wrapped several arms around her front. "Is this acceptable?"
Squirming for a comfortable fit up against this alien Wondergirl said "If you could lift me a bit then I could nestle here a bit and that would be fine...please keep the claws from this part...too sentitive here and your claws are too sharp!" Moving a claw briefly down to her pelvis area Wondergirl looked over her shoulder at the bug straight in his eye and said "Don't get any more ideas buster!"
"Excuse please, I do not understand meaning?"
"Never mind...I'm ready...lets go get 'em"
Moving her toward the now opening door Wondergirl surrendered to the alien as he carried her to the opening and dropped with her into the night.
Bruger rushed to the square around the main Sarcom building. Debauch had signalled him to respond 'pronto'. Now he could see why. "Holy Crap! That's a flying saucer up there!" Calling over his men he had them line up the night scopes up on the underneath of the ship. "What is that thing Sir?" said Echo 2.
"Not a clue boys... the man wnats us to start blasting away. Does not want that thing interupting whatever is going on inside. Echo 3 do you have the stationary cannon available?"
"Allready called for it Sir. Should be delivered here in 2 to 3 minutes. Wait...what is that leaving the ship?"
Training his binoculars toward movement Bruger focussed the lenses and saw..."You fellows are not going to beleive this. Wondergirl is heading our way!"
The remaining men quickly trained their binoculars on the sight above them. What they saw shocked and aroused them at once. A large alien had Wondergirl around the waist and was carrying her down toward the top of the Sarcom building.
"Fire when ready boys!" yelled a gleefull Bruger.
At the first wiz of a bullet Wondergirl brought her braclets up to defend herself and the alien who hugged her closely. Twisting in odd positions Wondergirl had to defend not only her entire body but her 'airplane ride' as well.
"Just let me put a bullet in one of those lucious thighs. That'll bring her down. Maybe that thing with her." stated a frenzied Echo 3.
"How is she blocking all these bullets? Damn! They're on the roof. Come on boys lets go get her... and watch out for those wierd aliens. I'm assuming they're on Wondergirl's side now.
Landing on the roof Wondergirl said "Follow me through these doors. The stairs may be tricky for you with those feet of yours. We should be at the room in no time. Your comrads should still be there."
Running down the stairs the beautifull woman was followed by roach-like aliens. At the entrance to the hallway they were after Wondergirl said "May I have one of those guns you're carrying? Looks like you brought a spare."
"Yes...hold it thusly...point and pull this...here." said her now familiar alien partner. Because Wondergirl's body was different from theirs the bug had to help her hold the weapon. "Somehow the weapon looks better when you hold it...your form is...enticing...and functional." said an obviously nervous alien.
"Unfortunately I remember how 'enticing' I was to you and your buddies earlier...but we'll discuss that later. Here we go!"
With that Wondergirl and the bugs rushed into the room. The few scientists and assistants screamed and ran for the opposite door. Hovering over the strapped down aliens the bugs quickly freed them and assisted them to their 'feet'.
"Man...a bunch of cowards! Really wanted to pay some of those bastards back!" muttered Wondergirl under her breath.
"All your friends alive?"
"Yes. Thank you. We are indebted to you."
Bursting through the same door Bruger appeared with his men. "Ready to die now Wondergirl? Let her have it boys!"
Massive gun fire erupted in the laboratory. Wondergirl dived, somersaulted and dove to various points around the room. Bulletts barely missed her as she continued to evade them.
Full of rage the aliens rushed at the uniformed men and quickly dispatched their heads and some were cut in two at the waist.
Just as quickly as it began the gun fire stopped. 6 men lay dead on the lab floor. "Get your friends out of here! Now! We don't want the police coming and making me have to explain any of this."
Rushing back up the stairs the bugs quickly got to the roof. Flying up to the opening of the craft they dissapeared into the ship quickly.
The leader, who had been the most conversant with Wondergirl, remained behind.
"I am in your debt...Wondergirl? is it?"
"Yes. I'm called Wondergirl and you surely are in my debt. You and your partners hurt me terribly up there. Thank your lucky stars my belt healed all the attacks you inflicted on me." Looking hard at the bug Wondergirl said "Tell me the truth...could you have lowered me to the roof with that blue light. Just like you picked me up with it?"
"Yes...we could have."
"Why did you hold me as you did...when you landed with me on the roof?" asked a calm but piercing Wondergirl.
"We find your particular shape...and smell ...and appearance to be ...what is the word...irresistable. We thought you were part of the group that captured our comrads. We intended to make you talk. For some reason you did not fit our automatic translator...that is a mystery."
It was obvious they saw her as a friend now. She helped them get their friends back. Her intuition told her they were guilt ridded with the torture they inflicted on her.
"Tell me something more...that creature welded into that metalic console...does he obey your commands?"
"Yes...he is our servant. Bound to do whatever we ask. It is his wish to serve us. We saved him from certain death some time back."
"Could he be instructed to ...be gentle with me?"
"Gentle?...in what manner?" asked a puzzled alien.
"Tell you what. You take me on board again. Command that creature to pretend to do the same things to me but not so hard or painfull and I'll give you a little floor show that will make your alien brain spin for a week."
Moving toward Wondergirl the alien embraced her. Pulling her close to his front area Wondergirl smiled slightly and looked straight in his large deep black alien eyes. Moving his face to within inches of hers he said "Done!"
Heaving her up off the ground the alien worked her up his bulk. Circling his sharp claws around her waist Wondergirl raised an arm up and put her hand in mock shock to her cheek, gave him a wide-eyed helpless look and said " Oh No! What are you going to do to me? " Twisting in his grip for effect Wondergirl said "Oooohhh...you've got me. Do I have a last request?"
By this time the alien was airborn with Wondergirl. Catching her playfull mood the alien said "Only one, Wondergirl."
"When you put me in front of the creature again be sure and tie me up good then eat me before you kill me."
"Our pleasure Wondergirl."