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An adventure of Wonder Woman: the snake in the Caduceus
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**Chapter 9 ** ___________________________________
The Amazons stopped right in front of the laboratory door. "He said your Mother
the Queen is being kept in here" whispered Eutherpe to Diana's ear.
"Yes. But this is not a cell: it is the room where they..." She seemed not at
ease with her memories of that place. "Where they extracted my memories. Maybe
they're trying to do the same to her. And there will be many people... probably
the alien... and maybe some cyborgs. Our priority now is to let you cross the
Gate and stop the abductions, so entering from here is out of question."
"Do you remember if there's another entrance?"
Diana concentrated. It was not easy to return to such memories. "Yes. I think
the next room is connected to this. We could sneak from there and wait for them
to leave. If they find us, I will throw myself in, drawing their attention, and
you will try to sneak through the Gate."
Eutherpe was about to raise an objection, but she saw the resolve in Diana's
sky-blue eyes and simply nodded.
The other room was small and almost empty, being apparently used as a reserve
laboratory. The warriors approached to the inner door, which was not of the
sliding type, and opened it a bit.
The Gate was shining at the center of the big room. Beside it was a cyborg,
looking badly damaged but still working. In front of the bright circle, a
machine occupied a large part of the ambient; mounted over it were Diana's tiara
and earrings, glowing with power. Some scientists were working at the device,
and shackled to a part of it, which looked like a chair, was a white figure,
writhing and moaning. The warriors' eyes widened in horror: she was Queen
Hyppolita!
The stunning young woman was wearing a white, long dress, exquisitely decorated
with golden patterns and delicate embroideries. Her sandals perfectly cupped her
beautiful arched feet; her hair style was a masterpiece, making her golden
blonde hair look like that of a goddess, and blended well with the platinum
tiara, symbol of her role among the Amazons of Themyscira. Her classic, timeless
beauty was diminished only by the expression of intense pain on her face and the
electrodes on her temples and forehead. The Queen was resisting the mind probe,
keeping the tentacled horror from obtaining her secrets. Now its waving motions
seemed full of anger and delusion.
"Is that... the device that steals one's memories?" asked Eutherpe, her low
voice a bit uncertain.
"Yes." Diana was like a tiger ready to jump on her enemies; her muscles were
tensed, her voice a growl. The blonde Amazon hoped she would remember their
plan: could the vision of her beloved Mother in such distress bend her heart and
will?
"Don't worry. My mother has got spells and divine blessings that may help her
resist that machine. And her will is powerful."
After some time, the device stopped and the Sh'morill made a sharp gesture to the
cyborg. The bionic soldier moved towards the prisoner and raised her on her feet,
holding her arms fast. One of the scientists came near to her and ripped her dress
away, brutally leaving her naked: then he removed her sandals. The cyborg raised
her arms up high, offering a complete vision of her nudity. In the small room, Diana
clenched her fists in front of such an indignity.
If Queen Hyppolita looked stunning in her elaborate dress, she was absolutely gorgeous
naked. She was more than two meters tall, and all her limbs were perfectly proportioned,
as much as those of a classic statue. Her warrior features were well visible, as
she was toned, almost muscular, but no man had ever seen a woman which was more feminine
than her: her long legs showed beautiful curves stressed by her thin ankles and knees;
her strong arms were delicate, as if they had been drawn by a painter in love; on
her ample chest were two magnificent, massive breasts, probably as big as a 39D size,
firm and shapely; her dark pink areolas crowned two tender, perfect nipples. Her
abdominal muscles seemed to cup a divine navel, and on her soft pubes a majestic
clitoris overlooked two wavy, delicate small labia. The royal behind was as toned
and shapely as that of a teenager, much like Diana's.
The Princess endured seeing her mother carefully probed by the alien's slim tactile
tentacles, tasting every part of her magnificent naked body, with particular attention
for her genitals; the Queen stood still, waiting patiently for the 'examination'
to be over with great dignity. Then everyone left the room, as she was taken somewhere
else... a place that in Diana's mind could only be the dreaded enervation room!
The two warriors entered the now deserted place. "Now, Eu. Cross the Portal and reach
our people. I will save my Mother!"
"Princess. I know you love her more than yourself; but please, don't let this feeling
cloud your mind. Rushing things could lead to defeat!"
"I know, dear sister. Don't worry; I have a plan. Go now, and may the Gods be with
you!"
With a kiss, the naked warriors parted, each one pursuing her objective.
Diana tied her magic lasso around her hip and followed carefully the group, always
remaining outside their view. When the sliding door closed behind them, the Princess
of Themyscira walked on, her senses still on alert for every sign of danger. Her
naked feet made no noise against the cold floor... she passed many doors, until she
found what she had been looking for: a map for emergency evacuation. Her mind swiftly
learned the structure of the building, or at least of the ground she was in, and
as soon as she found out the biggest room, she raced towards it. The raven-haired
Amazon remembered that she had been taken into that building through its roof, so
that had to be the highest ground; as the structure was not big, and there had to
be at least one big power plant to supply the complex and its machines with electricity,
it was probable that a large part of the lower grounds was not available for use.
So the area she was in could well be where her sisters were kept and enervated...
and of course, the room had to be very big. She prayed that those scientists were
as logical as she was.
She was now in a corridor, which led to the place she was looking for; while her
feet raced towards the door at the end of it, the sliding section opened, revealing
a huge, oddly proportioned figure on the threshold. A cyborg!
The half-machine stood still for a moment, as if to assess how much of a threat she
could be: then it bolted forwards, attacking her newfound prey with blinding speed...
a speed that Diana, while desperately jumping sideways and dodging her enemy, recognized
as her former own!
The android turned back and charged again, following its program. The naked woman
was classified as an Amazon and, like any other, she had to be captured and taken
to the room behind for enervation. But this prey was not willing to be taken; her
defensive stance vanished in a quick feint, and the Princess landed a heavy blow
with her fist into the enemy's belly. The cyborg was slowed down for a moment, and
the female warrior used her advantage to execute a low round kick, which unbalanced
the android and made it fall to the ground with a loud crash. Diana was over it at
once, punching its deformed head with her fists, trying to damage every sensorial
device she could. But the half-machine raised one hand and grabbed her arm, then
effortlessly threw her in the air, making her crash in the opposite wall. The Princess
coughed, gasping for air, while she swiftly rose to her feet, ignoring the pain.
This was not working. Her Amazon strength and martial abilities could not overcome
the sheer power and speed which had been infused into the android... now she understood
the feeling of powerlessness overcoming many of her enemies, and her sisters too,
when they fought her in the past!
But Diana did not accept defeat. She stared at her enemy, looking for any possible
weak point, anything that could be used to gain an advantage, no matter how small.
The metal armor covered almost every part of its body; her aching fists reminded
her that even its organic tissue was very thick and muscular, probably impossible
for her to break... she saw her enemy preparing for a charge, and she quickly thought
back to her fights with Batman. The dark knight almost could overcome her once, leading
her into a trap...
As the android charged, Diana crouched, then she jumped over it, arching her body
in a perfect and fluid movement, a bit like the youngsters of Crete did with savage
bulls in Tauromachia, long, long ago. As she landed on her toes, she heard a tremendous
crash behind her; her trick had worked! The cyborg had broken through the wall, sustaining
visible damage though it could still fight. Now that she could see its back, Diana
noticed some metal pipes running behind what could be the neck. As fast as she could,
she grabbed the biggest one and started pulling; metal hands tried to catch her,
but she avoided them while she continued her efforts, pushing her naked feet onto
the back of her enemy. Finally, with a groan, the pipe came off, with a squirt of
a yellowish liquid: the android's movements slowed down, then its head fell over
its chest and the powerful mass crashed on the floor.
The shaken Amazon stood still for a while, tasting her victory and catching her breath.
Then she turned her back to the motionless form, and opened the door, hoping that
she would not encounter any more of those abominations...
Queen Hyppolita was lying on her back, naked and shackled to a table made of
dark, warm metal. She had been analyzed by the men wearing white coats, in ways
that could hardly be seen as appropriate to her majesty. She had endured being
tied on a medical table, her legs kept up and spread while cold metal
instruments were being sticked into her femininity, seeing, touching, probing...
they had even stolen some of her egg cells, desecrating the gift of birth that
was into her womb. Her Kleitorìs had been object of a particular attention: they
had photographed, massaged, measured her pleasure organ... which, until then,
had been seen and touched only by other Amazons and by their delicate fingers
and mouths.
But the Queen knew that she was a prisoner, and the only thing that she could do
was endure everything with dignity. Until now she had succeeded in keeping her
secrets away from the horrible monster which seemed to rule this place; that was
the really important thing.
"Ah, Your Majesty. I hope that you're ready for the treatment I reserved for
you."
The unreal voice echoed through her mind, and she looked at the vile figure
approaching.
"And what would this 'treatment' be? I guess some other of your medical
examinations?' replied Hyppolita, calmly.
"Of course not. The exams were necessary to tune this machine on your body; now
we are ready for a very interesting process, which will surely give me many more
resources and will also weaken your powerful mind. A process that even your
heroic daughter has... enjoyed... twice.
"Diana?!?" The Amazon's sky-blue eyes flashed. "What have you done to her? Where
is she?"
"Your daughter was the first step for me to enslave you and all your people"
laughed the flux of thoughts. "Her strong body gave me the energy and power to
make the invasion of Themyscira possible. Though unwilling, at the end she
became an instrument to me, as yourself will."
The scientists started preparing the prisoner. The gel was poured over her vital
points, and the solenoidal effectors were applied over her firm breasts and
navel. Her head was connected to the device, and small suction cups were applied
to all her major muscles, as well as her hands and beautiful feet, and two
points on her belly corresponding to her ovaries.
"I don't believe you! And I will not be of any help to your plans! What... What
are you doing??"
The doctors had begun stimulating her clitoris, as an erection was necessary
before the solenoidal effector was applied to it. One of them, a big man with a
red beard, was now massaging the sensitive organ, maybe without too much
kindness.
"S... stop! Don't you dare touching me there! What do you think you are doing?!"
The Queen was writhing, obviously enraged and disgusted by the man's hard touch
and his lack of respect.
"Let me take care of this" said a woman in lab coat, taking her colleague's
place. She moistened her fingers with her saliva, then started caressing the
majestic clitoris, making slow circles around its head, massaging its lower
side, while sticking her middle finger into Hyppolita's tender flower,
exploring, looking for her secret spot...
"Ooohhhhhhh... what... what are you... no! Noo! Stop... don't go in there...
Ahhhh..." The Amazon's resistance began to fade as her voice trembled and her
face became a little red. The woman was an expert for sure, and she felt she was
beginning to have a powerful erection... but she didn't give in, because, even
pleasurable, that act of love was forced and unrespectful of her body and will.
She concentrated and denied her pleasure.
"A little stubborn are we?" murmured the woman doctor, as she lifted the pink
head and started licking it slowly.
"N-noooo... I don't... want...! S... stop now! Pl...eease!!" The warrior Queen
felt her pleasure organ growing despite her efforts. What was that stimulation
for? What purpose might those men have in arousing her? Was that a kind of sick
entertainment? Was it meant to humiliate her?
A glimpse to the tentacled monster near her completely excluded that
possibility. No, an evil being like that could not be amused by such simple
things. She was sure that there was a serious purpose behind this treatment,
something that wouldn't surely be good for her. She gathered her will and
concentration, and refused the pleasure again.
"You surely are hard to please, Her Majesty" said the woman, and she delicately
sucked the lightly swollen clitoris into her mouth, then started moving her lips
back and forth, while licking that symbol of feminine power.
"AAaaaaahhhhh!!..." Hyppolita's concentration broke. Her sexual desire
overwhelmed her, and she arched her back, now eager to receive more and more.
Her face was red with excitement, her breath fast....
"Enough."
Hearing this telepathic command, the woman ceased her work and swiftly placed
the device over the now fully erect and swollen clitoris, which was sucked into
the glass tube, giving a shiver to the excited Amazon. Then the female doctor
raised from the prisoner and licked her lips, savoring the delicate juice on
them, before walking back and staying still beside another woman.
Everything was ready now.
The subtraction field flooded the prisoner Queen's naked body, wiping away every
trace of pleasure. All her muscles tensed as they were penetrated by invisible
needles; she felt being invaded in every part of her being and she grinded her
teeth, clenching her fists, trying to oppose as much resistance as she could.
She concentrated and called forth ancient spells to protect her.
"Such strength." The alien horror was impatient. It had felt great power into
Hyppolita's body and was eager to obtain that wonderful living energy. But she
was a tough prey. It wasn't possible for the Sh'morill to touch her mind and
break her resistance; the last attempt was still fresh in its memory, when her
divine blessings had seared its mind probes, violently pushing its conscience
back, leaving deep burns in its soul. Patience was necessary. As soon as the
machine penetrated her defences, her energy would start flowing out, leaving her
helpless. Then...
"Uuuuuuunnnnhhhhhhh...!! What's... this?..." The Queen of the Amazons looked at
the being from beyond the universe with a fierce stare, fighting to contrast the
Enervator. "What... are you trying to do... to me...?"
"I am going to suck you dry, Your Majesty" said the disembodied voice, in a cold
tone. "Increase the machine's power by a factor of 2."
"Aaaaaarrrghhhhh...!!" The naked blonde maiden arched her back, her feet pointed
towards. She continued to put every resource of her body and mind into the
fight, refusing to give up. "N-never... I... will... never..."
"Another increase. Factor 2." The voice was cruel and impatient.
Hyppolita screamed in pain, her eyes closed, her perfect face bearing an
expression of intense suffering. Drops of sweat were beginning to form on her
skin, like small pearls on a golden beach. Her head twisted left and right, her
arms and legs shaking, trying to find a way out to her agony.
"Increase again!" The alien was now enraged, thinking about the amount of
excellent energy being wasted in that vain effort.
"Master, this is dangerous. The subject could receive severe physical damage. It
is advisable not to increase the suction power anymore."
"Very well." Approaching the suffering woman, the Sh'morill whispered to her
mind: "Queen Hyppolita. Do you know how many of your Amazons we have
captured?"
No response came from the woman, except a little moan.
"There are more than fifty of them. They are all undergoing the same treatment
as you. But I know how to make them suffer much more."
The prisoner tried to close her mind, in denial. The monster was lying, of
course. She shook her head.
"And naturally, we have your beloved daughter. How would you like her to be
tortured instead of you?"
The Queen opened her eyes. "Diana...? Let... her alone... you... monster...!"
"This depends on you. Give up your futile resistance, and nothing will happen to
the Princess. Fight any more, and she will take your place."
"You... vile... disgusting... creature...!" The Amazon was enraged, but her
heart was getting an edge over her. Slowly, she lowered her defenses, feeling
the needles penetrate her skin, muscles, tendons and bones.
One of the scientists said "Everything normal, Master. Beginning suction."
Hyppolita's eyes widened as she felt the terrible sensation of her essence being
forcibly extracted, sucked out by those invisible needles. She understood now
the meaning of the monster's words. "T-this machine... is sucking... my
strength... out of me!"
"Yes... finally, I'm going to obtain your succulent essence, Your Majesty. My
Enervator will extract from your body and soul every bit of power, every form of
energy, be it physical... mental... emotive... sexual!"
"It's so... terrible...! I feel... being... emptied...!" The suffering Queen
started sensing weakness penetrating her muscles, a curtain of weariness over
her mind... her emotions becoming a bit colder...
"And as soon as you're completely powerless, I'm going to penetrate your
weakened mind... finally, your secrets shall be mine!" The monster's psionic
voice was now triumphant.
The naked warrior squirmed unwillingly on the table hearing these words. From
her breasts, a steady flow of shining energy was now coming out, siphoned into
the suction cups and the wires, stored into the dark metal device. From her
navel another flux, even more abundant, was coming out, just like the one from
her still swollen clitoris. The small suction cups over the rest of her body
were glowing with her living essence. She knew that, as soon as her strength ran
out, the heinous creature would violate her mind, stealing her memories and
secrets. But she could do nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Only one thought crossed her mind.
"Diana...!"
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**Chapter 10 ** ___________________________________
The Princess of Themyscira stood on the open door, shocked. The big room in
front of her had something like an assembly plant... or maybe a milking station.
At her right side, a group of shackled Amazons, still stunned, were being
stripped naked, while another group were analyzed by instruments she herself
knew very well. In the center of the room, rows of Enervators, each one with a
nude Amazon strapped to it, were working at full power, extracting living energy
from the young warrior women, which squirmed in pain over the dark metal
devices. The energy seemed to be conveyed from every machine to a central
processing unit, which concentrated it into bigger cells than the one Diana had
seen; these were being taken, by something like a conveyor belt, into the nearby
room. At her left, the enervated Amazons were laying on medical tables, with
E.V.s which probably nourished them while sleeping, letting them recover their
exhausted energies for another extraction cycle. Every phase was followed by a
separate group of scientists, each one working with the same perfect efficiency.
The air was filled with the hum of the Enervators and the screams and moans of
the prisoners. The Princess recognized them all... Melpomene, Aryadne,
Iphigenia, Daphne, Clio... so many of her sisters, friends and lovers were being
tortured just in front of her, humiliated and treated like dairy cows...
She stood still only a second more, then a deep, cold fury rose into her mind.
She bolted forwards with all her speed, a flash of dark hair and strong feminine
muscles leaping on the first group of unsuspecting scientists. With few,
powerful blows, she knocked them all unconscious, and got on to the second team.
Before anyone in the room could notice, she had already got rid of half of the
personnel, and her long, strong legs were lifting her in an elegant long jump of
nearly nine meters, above the enervators and towards the third group of
scientists, which didn't stand a chance despite their ray weapons. The remaining
men and women tried to escape, but Diana raced forward and put herself between
them and the door; in a matter of few seconds, only one doctor was still on his
feet. The naked Amazon swiftly untied her golden lasso from her hip and threw it
around the man, which shook his head, his mouth open.
"Turn the machines off. Each one of them. Now." The Princess' sky-blue eyes were
harder than steel. Her prisoner walked to a console and pressed some buttons;
the hum decreased, then ceased, together with the screams from the tortured
maidens. Their shackles opened and those of them which still could move their
exhausted bodies slowly stood up, shaking, fighting to walk to their savior.
"P... Princess" murmured one of them. "You came... just in time. We... couldn't
resist... these horrible machines. They were sucking out... every energy we
had."
"I know, Amphitryte. I had to pass through this ordeal too, and I know how much
pain it inflicts. Don't strain." She hugged her sister, helping her stand on her
feet.
She briefly explained the weakened Amazons what happened before their capture,
and who their enemies were. They were shocked hearing that Wonder Woman had been
robbed of her powers, and then they noticed she didn't show any more her uncanny
beauty: her skin, her naked breasts were now much alike theirs. Their
expressions were of sorrow and sadness for her loss, and Diana felt her heart
lighter, as if a burden had been lifted from her, being able to share it with
the ones she loved. The Royal Guards, which fought alongside their Queen the
last night, asked their Princess if she had seen Her Majesty: worry and concern
were visible in their eyes.
"My Mother is still in their hands" she said, her voice a bit deeper. "We must
free her. But I can't fight the cyborgs without my powers, and you can barely
walk." She stopped their weak protests. "I know the courage burning in your
hearts, the skill in your hands. Yet, those creatures possess my former powers;
if more than one of them comes here, we are all doomed." She faced the prisoner
scientist. "Is there a way to stop those monsters?"
The man was regaining his will, but the magic lasso forced him to tell the
truth. "No. They only follow our Mast... the alien's commands. They were
programmed to do so..."
"And isn't there a way to reprogram them?" pressed Diana, tightening the sacred
rope around him. "A sort of an emergency stop?"
"Y... yes, of course. I... I think they could be forced to go into 'reprogram'
mode by a precise sound frequency. All the loudspeakers in the base could emit
ultra-sounds every few seconds, to block every cyborg coming from the gate to
your world. I think this could be done."
"Very well. Do it." The Princess of Themyscira was a bit relieved. If the
creatures could be stopped, then there was just the alien to...
The door slid open and a cyborg entered, carrying a stunned Amazon.
Diana raced forward, despair flooding her heart. This was just the wrong moment!
If she couldn't defeat this unit, their last hope would be lost. She ran with
all the speed she had, her heart beating as if it would explode, trying to reach
her enemy before its artificial intelligence could assess its new action
pattern. But as she jumped, a wonderful long jump which would carry a
devastating flying kick to the creature's head, a metal hand raised and hit her
in mid-air, slapping the valiant Amazon back and making her crash on the floor.
She rose on her feet at once, but the half-machine was already over her; while
she parried the incoming blows from its fists with her bracelets, she couldn't
help being pushed more and more backwards, and she noticed she was being
cornered. She tried to escape the trap, but the flurry of fists didn't leave any
opening; at the end, her back touched the room wall. The creature then grabbed
her bracelets and forced her arms open; her strength couldn't match that of the
cyborg, and Diana felt as if she was being held by the titan Atlas himself. Then
she noticed a small section on the metal armor open, and a small robotic arm
came out of it, carrying what was without doubt a syringe full of a yellowish
liquid. The arm came closer to her body, despite her savage efforts to break
free; she noticed that the needle was moving towards her left breast... a grunt
came from her grinned teeth, sweat flew over her forehead... the needle touched
her soft skin...
A terrible noise echoed through the big room, the crash of metal against metal.
The cyborg staggered and weakened its grab over Diana's bracelets, allowing her
to escape. Another powerful blow hit the creature's head; the Princess saw
Iphigenia, one of the Royal Guard Amazons, striking the deformed head with an
elongated piece of equipment she was using as a club. Other naked warriors were
approaching with makeshift weapons, though they were barely able to lift them,
willing to fight until victory or defeat.
But their enemy was far beyond their strength. Its hand grabbed Iphigenia's
metal club and threw it away, then from its forearm four small metal objects
bolted, carrying a transparent suction cup on one side and a wire on the other;
they hit the warrior's chest, attaching their cups on her sternum and breasts,
and delivered an electric shock that contracted every muscle of her body; the
noble Guard fell on the ground, paralyzed.
Diana and the other Amazons attacked, but were easily repelled. Some of the
maidens tried using the weapons they had found on the stunned scientists, but
their rays were uneffective over the creature's metal parts, while its
artificial flesh did contract in pain but this didn't seem to slow the cyborg
more than a little bit.
Summoning her strength and speed, the Princess of Themyscira tried to slip
behind her enemy, remembering the weak spot she had found in her last fight with
one of those abominations; but a metal hand grabbed her neck and raised her over
the ground, suffocating her while the other Amazons charged in a desperate
effort to free her. She fought with all her strength, striking her enemy with
punches and kicks; now she was starting to feel weak from the lack of air, her
arms and legs as heavy as lead, her vision beginning to dim...
She fell to the ground and stood there, stunned, gasping for air. One of her
sisters helped her to stand on her feet. The cyborg was there, absolutely still,
almost as if it was no more than a statue... the product of a crazed mind, which
had managed to twist together inhuman flesh and cold metal.
"I did it! Just in time, wasn't it?"
The scientist smiled, proud of himself, next to a small console. He walked
towards Diana, while still bound by her golden lasso, which a nearly exhausted
Amazon was holding.
"It took a while to find the right frequency, but now this unit, as well as
every other in the building, has fallen back to reprogramming mode. They don't
obey to the alien any more. Or to anyone else, to be exact."
The shaken Princess gave a sigh of relief. "Very well. Now we have some chances
of victory."
"Aahhh... aaaaahhhhhh...!!"
The naked Queen breathed heavily, trying to fight the weakness growing in her
body.
The Sh'morill writhed its oral tentacles, as if savoring the living energy while
it was being extracted from the suffering woman. "Amazing. Your essence is
richer than I thought. How much could we take from her up to now?" The alien
creature looked delighted by Hyppolita's great vitality.
"Two cells and a half, Master" answered a scientist. "And the enervation is just
at 56 percent. It's very impressive."
"You... cannot... win... you... perverted... sick... beast...!" gasped the
prisoner Queen.
A flux of writhing thoughts, similar to a laugh, crossed the blonde maiden's
mind. "But I have already won, Your Majesty. I abducted your beloved daughter
and stole her energy and her precious powers; I forced her to open the gate to
your sacred island and sent my cyborgs to kidnap you and your sisters. Now I am
extracting from your people all the energy I need to strengthen my army and take
over your young world... and feast over its inhabitants."
Queen Hyppolita's eyes widened. "You... stole... Diana's powers...? No! This
is... not... possible...!"
"It is indeed. And the Ritual was very painful for her."
The prisoner Amazon turned her head away from that abominable creature, her eyes
closed, her heart swelling with sorrow. The beast had no reason to lie now. If
Wonder Woman's divine gifts were now in the hands of such an evil being, then
the world was in serious danger... and she couldn't do anything.
Suddenly, an alarm started screaming in the laboratory, piercing the air.
"What is that?" The Sh'morill raised its bulbous head, its oral tentacles
tasting the air.
"Master! We are receiving reports from all the building! The cyborgs are
unoperative!"
"What?!? How could this be?"
"I don't know, Master. Maybe an error in their main program. But it is highly
improbable that it would come out at the same time in all units."
Anger rose into the alien's twisted mind. It knew the cause of this.
Wonder Woman.
"Try to restore the cyborgs' main functions. I will settle a small matter." The
monster turned its head towards Queen Hyppolita, who had a little smirk in her
face.
"Looks... like you... haven't... aaahh... won yet."
"Don't be too happy about this small delay in my plans, Your Majesty." The
psionic voice was now as cold and terrible as the Void itself. "Your daughter is
going to pay dearly for her actions." Its waving movements as it got away were
hasty and full of irritation.
"I pray... that you will be... the one to pay." The prisoner Amazon concentrated
and rose a prayer to her Gods with all the strength she still had.
"Very well. Remember to stay together, and don't rush. There might be traps on
the way."
Diana was giving final instructions to her sisters, which she had sorted in the
best way she could to reach the Gate. There, they would wait for the remaining
cyborgs to return, and once the creatures were paralyzed by the ultra-sounds,
the warriors would permanently disable them as they had already done, with much
satisfaction, with the one in the big enervation room. Their Princess had showed
them the weak point behind their neck, and now they had to destroy as much units
as they could, preferably all of them, before the scientists found out the
reason behind their malfunctioning and managed to restart their program. So the
Amazons, although weak and tired, had to leave the relative shelter of the big
room, which could be defended pretty easily, and venture through the corridors
to reach the Gate room. They had to carry their enervated sisters, so Diana put
the warriors which still had some strength as vanguard and rear guard, while
right behind them came those most skilled with range weapons, carrying the ray
guns taken to the unconscious scientists. In the middle, the weakest of them
carried their still unconscious friends, laying on their medical tables.
The raven-haired Princess had counted nine cyborgs entering the Gate to
Themyscira: removing the one she had defeated and the other one in the big room,
seven units remained; counting the other two destroyed by her mother and her
guards, there were still four of them. She could not be sure that those were all
the units available to her enemies; some others could have been on patrol in
some areas of the building, or outside of it. But this was improbable, as the
base had been built on a small island, and the scientists showed no fear of
being attacked by anyone; so, it was reasonable that all available cyborgs had
been sent to invade Themyscira.
"Princess." Iphigenia and Amphitryte called her, distracting her mind from those
thoughts. She saw worry in their eyes.
"Yes, my sisters. Are you ready to go?"
"Princess, why won't you come with us?"
"I have... some matters to take care of. If our plan fails, we must be sure that
the cyborgs will never be energized again. I must destroy the device they use to
give my powers to those monstrosities.
"But... but you said that device contains the essence of your divine gifts! What
will happen if you destroy it?!" Amphitryte's voice was trembling.
"I don't know." Diana sighed. "I must have faith in the Gods' will. That's
everything I can do."
Her sisters looked at her, then nodded. "May the eternal Gods be with you,
Princess."
"And with you too, sisters." She hugged both of them, then she went forth
towards the Energizer room. The captured scientist had revealed its position: it
was in a high security area, but there was a secondary access from a service
room. It was not far from there.
While her naked feet silently touched the floor, Diana kept her senses on alert,
ready to attack everyone who could be on her way; but the corridors were empty,
and she found no obstacles. Finally she found the door to the room she was
looking for and opened it, her heart beating harder.
The machine was a huge tower made of black metal. It occupied a large part of
the big room, whose other contents were a control panel and another strange
machine, smaller and thinner, which seemed to hold a little sphere of pure
darkness over it. She didn't pay much attention to it, and concentrated her
attention on the Energizer. Its higher section held the small capsule she had
seen in the Ritual room, and inside it a pulsating, warm glow, of all colors and
of none at the same time, made her heart jump. That was a part of her that had
been torn away from her soul and body, a blessed gift which had been stolen by
an evil being... her divine powers were in front of her, and she had the strange
feeling they were alive, and were calling for her.
"How do you like my creation?"
The voice echoing into her mind gave her a shiver and she swiftly turned around,
looking for its source. Suddenly, cold darkness enshrouded her, and a terrible
pain raced through her body and mind. She fell on the ground, weak and
confused.
The Sh'morill came slowly forward, calm, with its waving motion. In one of its
tentacled hands was an instrument made of twisted dark metal, as long as her leg
and thinner than her arm, which had a hole at its end. From that hole a
terrifying darkness radiated, as if devouring all light around it.
"You caused me a lot of trouble, Diana of Themyscira. Now you will pay for your
insolence." The voice was sweet, yet as cold as outer space. The Princess of
Amazons shivered and tried to stand on her feet: instantly, another strike from
the creature's weapon hit her, scorching her soul, devastating her mind. The
beautiful maiden fell to the ground, fighting to remain conscious.
"Don't try to move, Princess. It will only cause more suffering to you." She
confusely knew that the abomination was approaching to her.
"I knew that you would come here. I just had to wait. You humans are so
predictable and obvious... but your energy is precious. Did you see the sphere
over that little device? That is the door to my dimension. Very soon it will
open to allow my people to come here, in your beautiful, rich world... even now
the gate is becoming wider and wider, thanks to your energy and that of your
sisters."
Diana slowly turned her head towards the small machine, seeing that the sphere
of darkness was growing noticeably.
"By then, everything must be ready. You have delayed my plans, so I will have to
wait... but meanwhile... you will suffer!"
The alien's thin pseudopods writhed around the long object, and from its head
four metal tentacles came out, carrying a suction cup. They bolted towards
Diana's body and attached to her breasts, navel and clitoris with extreme
precision.
"W...what are you going... No!!!"
The naked Amazon squirmed in pain, screaming. She heard the horrible voice
wriggling in a heinous laugh. "I see this weapon meets your tastes, Princess! It
has many functions... it may fire bolts of living darkness to devour your
emotions and will, or it may be used as a portable Enervator!"
The tentacles became a little bright as small lights could be seen going through
them, leaving Diana's beautiful body. Her energy was once again being extracted,
and this would mean her defeat if she wouldn't stop the process.
With a desperate effort, she lifted her left leg and hit the alien, making it
crash on the floor and lose its weapon. As soon as its contact with it was
broken, the extraction stopped and the metal tentacles coiled back into their
housings. The shaken Amazon stood on her feet, helping herself with the long
object.
"You bitter, weak, worthless being! How dare you hitting me!" The tentacled
horror was now furious, and rose from the floor waving its pseudopods.
Diana was bombarded with powerful psionic strikes, which hammered her already
weakened mind. Her perceptions trembled and shattered in a cacophony of
incoherent signals; she could no more see or hear, and she didn't even know if
she was still on her feet. Her mind was slowly yielding to the terrible assault;
she knew she was going to lose her battle.
But one hope was still alive. She could almost hear someone calling her, asking
her to be freed... she remembered her vision, the true nature of her powers...
and the words the alien had spoken when she almost fooled it... "their nature
would force them to..."
To return to her???
She prayed the Gods with all her fading strength; then, she concentrated on the
voice calling her, she aimed the monster's weapon to it and she threw the long
dark object like a javelin.
The psionic attack instantly ceased, replaced by a flux of despair and
frustration.
"Noooooooooooo!!!"
Diana opened her eyes, her senses normal again. She saw the broken capsule, the
alien weapon stuck into its glass walls. The supernatural glow into it pulsated
a bit faster, then vanished.
The capsule was now empty.
"What... what have I done??" The Princess of Themyscira felt tears rising, her
heart about to break...
Then the world around her disappeared, in an explosion of colors and bright
lights. She felt her soul crying with joy, while all her body was engulfed with
warmth and power. Her skin began to glow with beauty; her breasts were swelling,
now firm and full. Her muscles flooded with strength. Her heart radiated heat
and love, and her mind was blessed with wisdom, while she felt one with nature.
Her strong legs were aching to run, to fly...
Her powers had returned into her!
She looked at the tentacled abomination; in her sky-blue eyes, a wild desire for
hunt flashed. And there was her prey.
The Sh'morill raised its arms and started to chant... but in less than half a
second, a powerful blow, full of satisfaction, struck its soft head, as Wonder
Woman's fist sent the creature flying through the room, crashing against a wall
with a disgusting sound.
Diana followed her enemy and grabbed its lab coat, raising the limp body from
the floor. She was ready to strike again, but it was not necessary. "Too bad"
she said to herself. "It has been so good."
She dragged the mass of tentacles towards the small device; the dark sphere on
its top was now as big as a man.
"Carry my best regards to your people, and to everyone you are serving!" She
lifted the alien over her head. In that moment, the thing regained
consciousness.
"W-what... what are you... No! Nooooooo!!"
With all her strength, Diana threw the obscene creature into the sphere. Its
psionic cry vanished as it flew farther and farther, in an endless void, lost in
an infinite nothing. The Princess of the Amazons lifted her fists and slammed
them over the device, destroying it. The black sphere swiftly reduced, then
vanished.
In the now empty room, Wonder Woman rose a prayer full of gratitude and love to
her Gods.
The prisoner had ceased squirming, her moans were now lower. Her incredible
vitality seemed to have finally been sucked out from her.
"Enervation is now at 83 percent" said one of the scientists. The alien's
control over them had ceased, but their mind still retained traces of the orders
received, and they continued obeying to them, though a bit confused.
Queen Hyppolita was laying still, her energies fading. She had fought bravely
against the dreaded machine, but victory had never been a possibility for her.
Her huge mammaries were no more firm and hard; her muscles were starting to
deflate, and her will was leaving her. The energy flux from her nipples began
fading, as well as the one from her clitoris.
The laboratory door suddenly opened, not by sliding sideways as it was built to
do, but just being ripped open by an incredible blow.
On the threshold was Wonder Woman, her chest swelling and deflating, her eyes
flashing with anger, as hard as crystals.
"Stop the machine and free my Mother" she growled. The scientists, scared by her
cold determination, shaken their minds of the last remains of control, and
jumped to obey.
Diana rushed towards the naked Queen and hugged her, with tears in her eyes.
"Oh, Mother! I was so worried about you" she sighed.
Her mother smiled, her beautiful face now full with happiness. She was too weak
even to talk, but her deep blue eyes were telling Diana: "I knew you would
come."
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To be continued in next part