Super Heroines vs Mad Red Circus 14




Kingston, Jamaica

11.15 am

Straddling her silver Scorpion Cycle as she weaved her way through the streets of the capital city of this Caribbean island...SCORPION WOMAN...couldn't help but think that this is what she would normally be doing back in her home city of Detroit in the United States....either like this or in her regular identity of Detective MICHELLE WALKER...of the 7th Precinct of the Detroit Police Force. Michelle remembered how days earlier...she had come with her teenage boyfriend TREY JOHNSON...who was also from Detroit...to get some much needed rest and relaxation from her work as a cop by day...and crime fighting super heroine by night. However plans that she and Trey had to spend much needed quality time together as a couple...changed from the night they attended the opening performance of the famous MAD RED CIRCUS.

She remembered how this turned out to be the start of an unplanned adventure...which saw them initially as captives of the Circus...which they discovered was really a front for a major criminal operation...that was engaged in major thefts throughout different countries in the Americas where they performed...acquiring money and resources...for their main objective in Jamaica...to steal a rare artifact which was said to possess incredible mystical powers...called the CAT'S PAW. Michelle knew that had she been confronted with such a situation years ago...she would have been skeptical. However since being granted super powers to become Scorpion Woman by an alien entity...Michelle now accepted the existence of things which her rational mind as a cop would have previously rejected.

As she reflected on the events which led her to her present situation...the Venomous Vixen took some comfort in the fact that she was not facing the Circus alone....as other super heroines were drawn into its schemes as well...all of them committed to stopping the Circus and bringing its members to justice. There was DOLPHIN WOMAN...the famous Costa Rican super heroine...who possessed the powers of the ocean and its creatures...who in her regular life was renowned Costa Rican marine biologist...Doctor MARIA MARTINEZ. Then there was BLAZE...the Heroine of Hawaii...who possessed the powers of fire and flight.

Despite her comely body...barely clad in a red string bra and red thong panties...Scorpion Woman suspected she was younger than she looked. The Venomous Vixen was not far off...as Blaze's alter-ego...was 18 year old TAMMI JONES...the daughter of US Navy Captain DAVID JONES. Coming all the way from the other side of the world...Australian super heroine...KANGAROO WOMAN...who was secretly tour guide APRIL DENVERS...had come to Jamaica...after having seen the evil of the Mad Red Circus in a dream. Scorpion Woman remembered how the Ample Chested Aussie kept Trey safe while she was a captive of the Circus...then submitted herself to multiple erotic tortures by the members of the Circus...so that she and Trey could free the other super heroines.

One of the other heroines captured by the Mad Red Circus...was one who recently relocated to Detroit...MISS MUSCLE...the Sexy Strongwoman of Justice...whose exploits against criminals...super powered and ordinary in Alpha City in Midwestern USA...were legendary. However given her reputation in Detroit as a vigilante...Michelle knew that Detroit's Finest...including her own partner Detective ARTHUR RAFFERTY...saw her as a criminal...and had orders to arrest her. She knew that Arthur was obsessed with capturing and unmasking Scorpion Woman...and infatuated with Miss Muscle since her arrival in Detroit. It was clear from the obvious friction between herself and the Herculean Heroine...this would have a sequel when they returned to Detroit.

Pushing that thought to the back of her mind...as she felt the air currents gliding against her curvaceous and muscular creamy body that was barely clad by her thin tight black sticky leotard...elbow length black sticky gloves...knee high black sticky boots...the end of her shoulder length mane of glossy black hair tied into a long braid like a scorpion's tail... her blue eyes blazing with determination in the slits of her black sticky mask...which covered the upper part of her beauteous face...except for the lower part of her nose...and all of her glossy full red lips...Scorpion Woman focused on the task at hand....reaching the Museum of Natural History to give backup to Stanley Wong...who she first met poolside at the hotel where she and Trey were staying. They later met Stanley's girlfriend....LARA GOODNITE...heiress to the billions of Goodnite Enterprises...and a respected Jamaican criminologist....who Trey had met at the same time when she met Stanley.

However Michelle soon learnt that she and Trey had more in common with Lara and Stanley than she thought. From the moment she met Lara...Michelle could sense Lara was an independent strong woman...but like her...had a secret. That secret was that Lara Goodnite was also the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...YELLOW CAT. Stanley knew her secret..and it was clear to Michelle ..the lengths to which he would go to protect both Lara and that secret. It was the same lengths she knew that she and Trey would go to protect each other. Ignoring the stares of local and foreigners...as she sped past through the city on her silver Scorpion Cycle...several of them taking pictures and videos on their cell phones..the Venomous Vixen plotted her course towards the Museum of Natural History...determined to help Stanley save Lara from the clutches of the Mad Red Circus.

Elsewhere at that very moment...National Security Minister ROBERT CLARK...and Police Commissioner TREVOR BATSON...were at the Ministry's headquarters...in the heart of the city...on an urgent teleconference with the Prime Minister. They were unable to leave the building as several of the Mad Red Circus' animals were still roaming the streets outside...and the police were having great difficulty recapturing them. "What the devil is going on Robert?!" demanded the Prime Minister. "I'm not sure Prime Minister...The attacks were sudden...swift...simultaneous..." said Clark. "Police Headquarters is completely overwhelmed...Most of my officers are tied up dealing with the situation there..." added Batson. "The news is reporting that there are women wearing little clothing...with super powers involved... What's is happening in my country?" asked the Prime Minister. Neither Clark or Batson had an answer to give him.

Kingston Wharves

11.30 am

On board a speedboat...with a group of eight gun-toting Rastafarian gangsters...who belonged to the criminal syndicate of SAUZANN...the reputed queen of Jamaican's criminal underworld...NADJA...the Gypsy Knife Thrower of the Mad Red Circus... held three knives in her right hand and three knives in her left hand...scanned the surface of the green waters of the Caribbean Sea...inside of the natural harbor of Kingston...as the speed boat went around in circles. "Where is she?!!...Where is she?!!" screamed Nadja..as she and seven of the gangsters...who were armed with AK-47 assault rifles...looked on either side of the speedboat...while one gangster steered the speedboat...trying to catch sight of Dolphin Woman...who had sunk a second speedboat with Rastafarian gangsters...and they were now in custody aboard the US Navy missile cruiser...USS Hercules...that was one of several vessels anchored in the harbor.

Following the instructions of her employer Jenny Smith...owner of the Mad Red Circus...Nadja had been ordered to create a diversion by attacking the civilian vessels in the harbor...so as to distract the authorities attention away from the Circus' real objective...the Museum of Natural History...and the powerful artifact that was located in an underground vault...which did not officially exist. However Nadja did not expect the intervention of the Superwoman of the Seas...one of several super heroines who were the captives of the Mad Red Circus. "Here I am you crooks!" a female voice declared. However Nadja became alarmed when she realized the voice came from above them...and not from the sea. Looking up...she saw Blaze...the Heroine of Hawaii...hovering in the sky above them.

"Kill her!!" yelled Nadja as she threw her six knives skyward at the Girl of Fire. The seven Rastafarian gangsters aimed their AK-47's skyward as well...and opened fire. However Blaze was ready for them...creating a shield of fire which melted Nadja's knives and the bullets from the Rastafarians' assault rifles...before they could harm her. "My turn now!" quipped Tammi...as she went from defense to offense...as she unleashed heat beams from the palms of her hands towards the speedboat...which exploded on impact....hurling its occupants into the sea. However as she scanned the burning wreckage of the speedboat...and the gangsters floundering in the water...Blaze did not see Nadja...and wondered where the Gypsy Knife Thrower had disappeared to.

Elsewhere along the Kingston Wharves...the YIM SISTERS...the twin Chinese sibling acrobats from the Mad Red Circus...were leaping from the rooftop of one warehouse to another...as they beat a hasty retreat from the fireballs hurled by Blaze...after she had stopped them from their diversion of setting buildings along the wharves on fire. "She's gone!...Our acrobatic skills have helped us to escape her!" remarked the First Yim Sister. "Yes!...Now we are free to..." replied the Second Yim Sister as they leapt towards the rooftop of another warehouse. However the Chinese twin siblings never made it to their destination...as a huge wave suddenly rose out of the harbour..washing them to the ground below.

As they gasped and sputtered...soaked to the bone...the Yim Sisters looked up in surprise to see the Superwoman of the Seas...Dolphin Woman standing in heroic pose before them. Her hands balled into fists...resting on either side of her curvy waist...her long muscular copper legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare copper feet resting flat on the ground...her ample copper bust...pearl shells covering the enlarged brown nipples which capped each of her magnificent mounds thrust towards them with confidence. "Looks like you two are all washed up!" quipped the Curvaceous Costa Rican...her copper body gleaming from the sea water which coated it. However before she could press her advantage... Maria felt vibrations in her pearl earrings warning her of danger...then heard gunshots...and saw bullets whizzing past her.

The Costa Rican Super Lady dove back into the water to evade the bullets from the AK-47s of four Rastafarian gangsters who came running to the aid of the washed up Yim Sisters. As they stopped to reload...Dolphin Woman countered...leaping out of the water...felling all four swiftly with a sequence of well timed karate chops and kicks. As the gangsters lay moaning and writhing in pain on the ground...Dolphin Woman threw their weapons into the sea. However when she turned to where the Yim Sisters were...Maria discovered they were gone. Feeling a small rush of wind...Dolphin Woman turned to see Blaze alight gently to the ground beside her. "Nadja escaped...but her goons have been captured. "It's the same with the Yim Sisters chica..." replied Dolphin Woman as they pondered their next move.

Museum of Natural History

Kingston

11.45 am

Entering the Museum via an unguarded service entrance...Stanley gripped his Beretta in both hands...as he made his way through the various exhibits within its deserted interior. Or so he thought...until a volley of bullets from the AK-47 assault rifles of the eight Rastafarian gangsters...sent him scrambling for cover. As he returned fire...from behind a statue...Stanley realized they were blocking him from reaching the access door to the basement level of the Museum...where the secret vault spoken about in the journal of Lana Pickford...Lara's deceased mother...was located. "I've got to find a way past these punks to the underground vault and save Lara...I could use some help" thought Stanley as he fired back at the Rastafarians.

Had Stanley been aware of what was happening outside of the Museum at that very moment...he would have realized how prophetic his thoughts were. Outside of the Museum...the seven Rastafarian gangsters belonging to the crime syndicate of Sauzann...Queen of the Jamaican Underworld...enraged by the killing of three of their brethren by Stanley... went crazy...shooting their AK-47 assault rifles in all directions...keeping the Museum's guards...civilians...and police officers who arrived on site...pinned down in their various locations. As five of them kept on shooting their rifles...two others reached inside of a duffle bag...and brought out a rocket launcher.

However before the Rastafarians could carry out this deadly action....they were startled by the arrival of Scorpion Woman...on board her silver Scorpion Cycle. Spotting the approaching motorcycle and its rider...the five Rastafarians with AK-47's trained them on their new target and fired. However they were shocked as none of their bullets were able to penetrate the invisible energy shield which surrounded the Venomous Vixen and her Scorpion Cycle. Realising what the gangsters were planning to do...Scorpion Woman did not hesitate to act. Accelerating towards the formation of gangsters...Scorpion Woman activated her motorcycle's arsenal....causing a pair of mini-guns to emerge from the headlights.

Pressing the trigger on the Scorpion Cycle's handles...the Venomous Vixen unleashed a hail of armor piercing tracers at the seven Rastafarian gangsters standing in front of the Museum. Their cries filled the air...as their bodies collapsed to the ground...ripped apart by the tracers. The two gangsters who had taken out the rocket launcher...never got the chance to use it...falling dead besides their comrades on the stone steps in front of the Museum...as the Scorpion Cycle sped past them...crashing through the glass front doors of the Museum. "Stinger locate Stanley Wong and plot the fastest direction to his location!" ordered Scorpion Woman. "Yes Mistress" replied the alien AI...as the Scorpion Cycle sped through the interior of the Museum.

for--d to take evasive action as the Rastafarian gangsters opposing him...kept spraying the area around him with their AK-47's...Stanley ran and returned fire...as he moved from one exhibit to another...on the main floor of the Museum...the sounds of gunfire filling the interior of the Museum...bullets whizzing past his body...Stanley blinked...as he saw images from his mercenary past... memories which he thought he had suppressed suddenly coming to the fore. He saw the bodies of dead and dying...men...women...children...lying on the ground all around him...explosions going off...gunfire filling the air. Distracted by these images playing out in his mind...Stanley did not realize that three of the gangsters were firing at him from one location...towards an open area...where their five comrades were ready and waiting for them.

Fortunately for him...Scorpion Woman had spotted their intentions as her silver Scorpion Cycle entered the main floor of the Museum. "Take control of Scorpion Cycle Stinger!" ordered Michelle as she readied herself for action. "Yes Mistress...Drone mode initiated" replied the AI. Balancing on the balls of her feet atop her mystic motorcycle...every muscle on the creamy body of the Venomous Vixen was tensed...as she drew closer to Stanley. Flexing her large creamy thighs...Michelle leapt off the Scorpion Cycle...towards the unsuspecting Stanley Wong. "Stanley look out!!" cried Scorpion Woman as she pushed him to the floor with her left hand. Raising her right hand...the Venomous Vixen aimed the silver Scorpion Ring at the five gangsters...who were raising their AK 47's at them...firing a rapid burst of three energy bolts at them.

The energy bolts found their marks...each of them striking a Rastafarian...knocking them flat on their backs to the floor before they could get a shot off. "Stinger!...Protect Stanley!" ordered Scorpion Woman as she leapt to her feet and charged towards the other two gangsters...who were shocked by how their comrades were taken down...and hesitated to shoot the Venomous Vixen as she closed the gap between them. She felled one with a vicious right hand karate chop to the throat...which made him collapse to the floor...gasping for air. The other Rastafarian screamed like a little girl as Scorpion Woman grabbed hold of his dreadlocks and hurled him face first into a concrete pillar. He collapsed to the floor...senseless...a trail of blood marking his point of impact against the pillar...and his descent to the floor.

Nearby...the Scorpion Cycle positioned itself in front of Stanley...shielding him from the gunfire from the last three gangsters. Shaking himself out of his stupor.. stood up...took aim with his Beretta and fired. Two gangsters cried out...falling to the floor. One shot in the chest...the other...in his left knee. The gangster tried to run...but ran straight into the clenched left black gloved fist of Scorpion Woman...collapsing to the floor at her feet. "It finally happened...A man falls at my feet and I'm not interested in picking him up" quipped Michelle as she stood over his fallen form. "Stanley...Are you...?" asked Scorpion Woman as she turned around to face her friend. However her blue eyes widened in the slits of her black sticky mask...when she saw that Stanley was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is he?" asked Michelle as she stood in the midst of the fallen Rastafarian gangsters."Mistress...I have located Mr Wong...He is currently on his way to the subterranean level of this facility..." said Stinger...through the com link on the Scorpion Cycle. The Venomous Vixen knew this meant that Stanley was on his way towards the secret vault located underneath the Museum...built years ago by his employer Gordon Goodnite...to hide the rare, mystic and powerful artifact called the Cat's Paw...which Jenny Smith and Jack Lyte intended to steal with the help of his girlfriend...Lara Goodnite...who was secretly the famous Jamaican superwoman Yellow Cat... captured and undoubtedly hypnotized by the Mad Red Circus to do steal the Cat's Paw.

""Stinger...Stay here and keep watch on these punks...I'm going after Stanley" said Scorpion Woman. "Yes Mistress..." replied the AI as the Venomous Vixen sprinted off down a nearby corridor...her huge firm creamy breasts bobbing sexily underneath her thin tight black sticky leotard...her slender muscular creamy arms and long muscular creamy legs moving in tandem... her long braid of glossy black hair...resembling a scorpion's tail...flailing in the air behind her as she ran. Stinger directed the Scorpion Cycle to a spot where it had full view of all eight of the fallen Rastafarian gangsters...and trained the Cycle's mini-guns on them...although the AI knew that they were physically incapacitated by the swiftness and brutality of Scorpion Woman's attack to play any further role in the events to unfold.






Downtown Kingston


Noon

As mayhem and chaos continued on the streets...as animals from the Mad Red Circus roamed freely...terrorizing locals and foreigners alike...with Jamaican police officers seemingly unable to stop them....two figures made their way towards a small white car with pink polka dots all over its exterior. Leading the way was VIORICA...the Animal Trainer from the Circus...under whose mental control...the animals were creating havoc through the heart of Jamaica's capital city. Behind her...was her Circus comrade...the CLOWN...who she had just freed from Police Headquarters.
Slung over his left shoulder...was the unconscious and topless...voluptuous and muscular golden bronze body of the famous Sexy Strongwoman of Justice...MISS MUSCLE. Her muscular golden bronze arms dangled limply behind the Clown's back...her long mane of golden hair concealing her face...that was covered only by a thin golden mask which stretched across the upper part of her face...her eyes tightly shut in the slits of her mask. Her long muscular golden bronze legs were draped against his chest...the soles of her large erotic golden bronze feet exposed...her sexy toes with short glossy toenails pointing to the ground in defeat.
The Herculean Heroine had come to question the Clown about the criminal plans of the Mad Red Circus...but instead...had ended falling into a clever trap set by the Clown and Viorica...was got exploited in her naked massive golden bust...with a special aphrodisiac dust...got her massive mounds groped...her giant golden brown nipples squeezed into hardness and erectness...got her virgin sex fingered...and was chloroformed until she had an almighty orgasm...which knocked her unconscious...and she was once again...a prisoner of the Mad Red Circus.



"Hurry up!...Let's get this big bimbo to the new hideout!...Jenny will decide what to do with her!" ordered Viorica. "Oh yes!...That will be so much fun!!" laughed the Clown as he carried the helpless Herculean Heroine to the parked clown car. Opening the back door with his left gloved hand...the Clown dumped Miss Muscle into the tiny space in the back of the small vehicle. Her head sagged between her naked massive golden bronze breasts...capped at their summits by giant golden brown nipples that were hard and erect. Her muscular golden bronze arms were limp on either side of her curvy upper body.

Her long muscular golden bronze legs were spread wide open...highlighting the unmistakable camel toe between her massive golden bronze thighs...that her golden G-string could not conceal...her large erotic bare golden bronze feet resting on their smooth heels...on the leather back seat her voluptuous and muscular golden bronze body was lying on top of...wide space between her sexy toes that had glossy short toenails. The Sexy Strongwoman of Justice...who in her regular life was high school principal KATE SPENCER...was completely unconscious...and powerless to escape from the Clown and Viorica. Closing the back door of the clown car...the Clown got behind the wheel...on the left... Viorica climbed into the right front passenger seat...and they drove off.

However their departure did not go unnoticed.As the clown car pulled out of the alley...on to a side street...heading away from downtown Kingston where the circus animals were running around unchecked...they were spotted by BILLY SPENCER...Kate's teenage nephew...as he sat in the back seat of a Toyota Corolla. "Look over there!!...It's two of those crooks from the Circus!!.. They've got Miss Muscle!!...We got to save her!!' yelled Billy...who instantly felt aroused at the sight of the helpless Herculean Heroine...not knowing that she was his own aunt.

"Easy man!...We can't just go rushing in!" said Trey...who was sitting in the left front passenger seat...thinking of how would Scorpion Woman handle this. "Trey's right Billy...We'll be no good to Miss Muscle if we're captured too...We'll follow them...and radio the others using the communicators Stanley gave us...when we know where their destination is" said Kangaroo Woman to her young friends...as she turned their car in the direction that the clown car was headed...keeping a safe distance away.

















Museum of Natural History

12.15 pm.

Breathing heavily as he descended the stone stairwell that led to the basement of the Museum...holding his reloaded Beretta in his right hand...Stanley Wong raced towards the secret underground vault that...until a few hours ago...he did not know existed. Neither did he know of the Cat's Paw...an ancient Egyptian artifact that had been secretly housed there since the 1960s. However all those things were secondary at the moment. The only thought on his mind was saving the life of the woman he loved...Lara Goodnite...who had been captured by the Mad Red Circus...in her sexy super-powered alter ego of Yellow Cat...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica. Stanley felt anger raging inside of him...as he thought about the kinds of erotic torture which he knew Lara was vulnerable to...and would have been subjected to while she was a prisoner of the Circus. He was determined to make the Mad Red Circus pay for whatever they had done to her.

As he reached the basement...Stanley saw the bodies of two security guards...lying motionless on the floor before him. Checking their vitals...Stanley was relieved that they were only unconscious. However the claw marks about their bodies left him with an uneasy feeling in his stomach that the Mad Red Circus had done something terrible to Lara. Cocking his Beretta...Stanley ran towards the huge steel vault located beneath the Museum. As he approached...he was surprised to see the vault's large door pried open...and Mad Red Circus owner Jenny Smith standing a few feet away from it...directly in his path...looking straight at him. "Ah Mr Wong...or can I call you Stanley?...You're just in time for the final performance to begin" gloated Jenny.

"What the hell are you talking about?!...What have you done to Yellow Cat?!!" demanded Stanley as he aimed his pistol at her. Jenny looked at Stanley and laughed. "You mean Lara Goodnite don't you?...The woman you love...The woman who is...or rather was Yellow Cat...Yes..I know her secret now...as I will know yours in time" smirked Jenny. Her words enraged Stanley even further..as he aimed his Beretta directly at the head of the Mad Red Circus owner. "Where is she?!!!" yelled Stanley. As he uttered those words...Jack Lyte...master illusionist of the Mad Red Circus...stepped out of the vault...and stood beside Jenny Smith. "Why she's right here...Demon Cat come forth!!" declared Jack.

Stanley's brown eyes widened with horror...as a curvaceous and muscular figure he was familiar with sauntered out of the vault. She was clad in a thin tight black bodysuit...with displayed every curve of her body...particularly highlighting the pair of large bullet hard nipples which capped the summits of her big breasts...and the distinct camel toe between her large thighs. Her face was hidden behind a feline Kabuki mask...her long mane of glossy black hair wild and unkempt behind her head...her fingernails and toenails once golden and razor sharp...now black as night and still razor sharp. He observed the silver bracelet on her left wrist was now a deep dull gray color...compared to how it normally was when she was Yellow Cat.

"Demon Cat!...Destroy him!" commanded Jack to the hypnotized Jamaican superwoman as she stood between Jenny and himself...and Stanley. Behind the Kabuki mask...her brown eyes glazed with sleep...her eyelids barely open...as she inhaled the potent aphrodisiac incense...that kept her under Jack's mental control...this control was now reinforced by the golden feline emblem...the Cat's Paw...which was worn between her famous Super Breasts. Waves of erotic energy from the golden artifact...keeping her famous Super Nipples and Super Cunt in a state of erotic arousal...keeping her enslaved to the will of the master illusionist. "Yes...Master...I...must...obey..." replied Lara...as she advanced towards the man she loved.

"Lara!...Listen to me!...You've got to fight this trance they have you in!...Listen to me!" declared Stanley...hoping his words would reach the Busty Jamaican Amazon and bring her back to him. Remembering how he was able to shake Lara out of the hypnotic conditioning that she had been placed under by BRUCE STEELE...a celebrity matchmaker who turned out to be an agent of the international crime kingpin called the BLACK SYRIAN...Stanley expected his words would be enough to free Lara.

However firmly under the hypnotic power of Jack Lyte...the mystical erotic power of the Cat's Paw that rested between her famous Super Breasts...keeping her famous Super Nipples in a state of bullet like hardness and erectness...and keeping her famous Super Cunt...formed into a camel toe between her large thighs...under her new black bodysuit...from the aphrodisiac incense she had no choice but to inhale...Lara did not hear Stanley's words...or see him standing in front of her. Instead...she saw Stanley as Jack Lyte...and Jack Lyte as Stanley. "Destroy him!...If you love me Demon Cat...Destroy him!!" demanded Jack...his fists clenched.

"Yes Master!" replied Lara as she drove the ball of her erotic left black foot into Stanley's gut. "Uhhh!!" groaned Stanley.. staggering backwards...the wind knocked out of his lungs...his Beretta falling to the floor. With savage ferocity...Demon Cat pressed home her advantage...driving the ball of her erotic right black foot into Stanley's jaw. "Uhhh!!" groaned Stanley again...his vision beginning to blur. While his ex-mercenary instincts demanded he counterattack...his love for Lara made him hesitant. "Lara...Don't..." began Stanley...only to have his sentence interrupted...as Demon Cat dealt him a flurry of karate chops with both hands...to his chest...throat...and head.

"Uhhhhhh" groaned Stanley...his head spinning...his vision turning to blackness...as he collapsed to the floor at the erotic black feet of his hypnotized super heroine girlfriend...passing out before his head hit the floor. "Excellent!...Now kill him!...I command it!!" ordered Jack Lyte...gesturing with his hands in the direction of Demon Cat as she stood over the fallen Stanley Wong...her black claw like fingernails bared...poised to strike at her victim...who she did not recognize as the man she loved. "Yes Master!...I must obey!" replied Lara as she raised her right hand above her head...the razor sharp black claw like fingernails...aimed directly at Stanley's throat. Jenny Smith and Jack Lyte waited eagerly...for Demon Cat to strike the fatal blow.

To be continued.