While FBI Special Agent CHARLIE MORRISON...coordinated efforts by the Detroit Police Department and FBI agents to rescue innocent civilians from a group of armed terrorists...some of them masked in lion heads and lion pelts...others disguised as uniformed police officers and security guards...who had raided the Museum in the midst of the opening of a special exhibition...and apprehend the terrorists...who were engaging the legitimate law enforcement personnel in a running fire fight inside of the smoke-filled Museum....he had many questions. Why was there no warning about this attack?...Who were these terrorist who had so effectively breached all of the rigid security protocols put in place for the visit of CAPRICE...PRINCESS OF LUANDA...to Detroit...and her first official engagement was to open an exhibition to showcase the culture of the Central African nation...considered one of the wealthiest countries on the continent.
As he pondered this...Charlie wondered why he could not raise his local police liaisons...Detectives MICHELLE WALKER AND ARTHUR RAFFERTY. The last sighting of Rafferty which Charlie saw was the detective leaving the Museum to follow the trail of the Sexy Strongwoman of Justice...as she attempted to intervene but was shot out if the sky...crashing a block away. Charlie knew that Arthur was not on site. As far as he could tell...Michelle was still inside the Museum...but with all the closed circuit TVs down...he had no idea where in the Museum the policewoman was. Nor did he have a fix on Princess Caprice. However the answers to Charlie's questions were to be found inside of the smoke filled Museum...further inside the Museum...away from where most of fighting was taking place.
In a hall filled with statues...far away from the raging battle between the mercenaries of the Russian professional assassin ROMANOFF...and the agents of her employer...the shadowy international conglomerate CYCLOPS INTERNATIONAL...who were disguised as uniformed police officers and security guards...with members of Detroit's Finest and FBI agents...taking place elsewhere in the Museum...two costumed female titans commenced a battle of their own in the middle of the hall. Her right fist clenched... within the black sticky glove which covered her right hand...SCORPION WOMAN...Detroit's veritable Dark Knight... drove her right fist solidly into the jaw of her opponent...the Ample Chested African Avenger...the LIONESS...the champion heroine of her Central African homeland of LUANDA...as they met in the middle of the hall.
"Unnnnh!!!" groaned the Lioness...who under her lion head cowl mask...was CAPRICE...20 year old Princess of Luanda...visiting Luanda on a goodwill mission on behalf of her country...but now finding herself drawn into a web of conspiracy and intrigue in her super sexy alter-ego...and believing the Venomous Vixen was the orchestrator of it all...and the one who raped LYDIA CARLISLE...an aide at the Luandan Embassy in Detroit...who she was beginning to become attracted to. Behind the black sticky mask of the Scorpion Woman...24 year old DETECTIVE MICHELLE WALKER... saw the woman who she thought was responsible for her mysterious capture...drugging and torture days earlier...which could have jeopardised the life of the man she loved...18 year old high school student TREY JOHNSON...and she wanted answers from the Lioness before she beat her to a pulp.
Staggering backwards on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet...Caprice used the glossy claw like toenails of her sexy toes...to dig into the smooth tiled floor of the Museum to get some traction. Her brown eyes glaring behind the fixed yellow eyes of her lion cowl...at her opponent in clad in black...the Lioness shook off the blow to her jaw. Flexing her large ebony thighs...she leapt towards the Venomous Vixen....lashing out with her glossy and claw like fingernails. Dancing on the balls of her feet...clad within her black sticky boots...which reached up to her knees... like a boxer...Michelle used her black sticky gloves which covered her slender muscular arms up to her elbows to block her attacks. Her blue eyes widened in the slits of her black sticky mask widened as Caprice's claw like fingernails came close on a few occasions...but she managed to evade them. As she sidestepped one of the African Avenger's attacks...Michelle saw her glossy claw like fingernails strike a marble statue behind her... decapitating it.
"This lady isn't playing around...I can't afford to get distracted...I have to end this fast" resolved Scorpion Woman...as the Lioness turned and lunged again. "You have threatened the Kingdom of Luanda...You have raped my friend!!...You will pay for your crimes!!" snarled Caprice as she lunged at the Venomous Vixen. Twisting her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...Michelle again avoided Caprice's claws...and countered with a swift move which took the Luandan princess totally by surprise. "Not before I declaw your ass...bitch!!" squipped Scorpion Woman as she drove the ball of her right foot hard into the toned gut of the Lioness. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuf" groaned Caprice...doubling over in pain...her muscular ebony arms thrown forward...her long muscular ebony legs in the air...the sexy toes of her erotic bare ebony feet curled with tension...and above the floor...as the force of the Venomous Vixen's kick...sent her flying backwards through the air. "The Scorpion Woman is powerful...resourceful...I must end this battle soon...if it continues...My defeat is inevitable" resolved Caprice.
As the Venomous Vixen and the African Avenger battled each other amongst the maze of statues in this secluded part of the Museum...away from where the main action was taking place....two figures watched from the nearby shadows. One was the towering figure of ROMANOFF...the blonde haired Russian professional assassin...in her bronze exoskeleton...made by Cyclops International to enhance her physical strength and give her additional combat abilities. Next to her was the smaller blonde American...LYDIA CARLISLE...who was officially a special aide at the Luandan Embassy in Detroit...specially attached to Princess Caprice during her visit. However she was actually a deep cover agent for Cyclops International. They watched as the two super heroines battled each other...
trading blow for blow...seemingly in a fight to the death...neither of them aware that they were both heroines were pawns in a larger game being played by the shadowy international crime conglomerate. '"Yes...The Cyclops International Council will be pleased....Their plan is working...perfectly..." gloated Lydia as the battle continued.
7.30 pm
In what remained of a tenth story apartment located a block away from the Museum...the famous MISS MUSCLE...the Sexy Strongwoman of Justice...lay amongst ruins. Lying flat on her back... her long muscular golden bronze legs spread wide open below her wide curvy waist...her massive golden bronze breasts heaving with effort beneath her thin golden v-slit leotard which barely covered her curvaceous and muscular golden bronze body... her blue eyes fluttering in the slits of her thin golden mask...the Herculean Heroine...was facing a herculean task to suppress a tsunami of erotic urges welling up within her. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....What's happening to me??....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My nipples...are so hard...my cunt...so excited...so wet...can't stop thinking...about Arthur....about Billy...about...having sex with them...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...feel...so...dizzy...can't move..." groaned Miss Muscle.
In her increasingly jaded brain...she vaguely remembered changing from Carver High School principal KATE SPENCER...into Miss Muscle when she heard news about an attack on the Museum of Natural History....where Arthur was. She was flying there to protect him...when she was shot out of the sky...and incapacitated by something which was making it impossible to think about anything other than sex and sleep. As Miss Muscle lay helpless in the apartment....DETECTIVE ARTHUR RAFFERTY...abandoning his duty at the Museum to save the Sexy Strongwoman...who he had long idolised...and who he had a crush on....arrived outside the building in which the apartment was located. Before he could enter the building...Arthur spotted a group of four men...dressed in black clothes...entering the building via a side entrance...all of them armed with automatic weapons. "They're after Miss Muscle!...I gotta save her!" said Arthur as he drew his Beretta and entered the front of the building...heading for the staircase.
7.45 pm
Outside of the Museum of Natural History...PROFESSOR PAULA JONES...and her Latino student assistant...JUAN MARQUEZ...were amongst the dignitaries and guests who had come to attend the opening of the special exhibition on Luanda at the Museum...who were now in a designated safe area outside of the Museum...while Detroit Police and FBI swat teams were still trying to neutralise unknown terrorists who had stormed the Museum...in an apparent attempt on the life of the guest of honour...Caprice...Princess of Luanda. The last thing which Paula remembered was how she and Juan...had helped a masked heroine with a sword...named SAMURAI GIRL...to a hiding place after they found her dazed and disoriented inside the Museum....then being overwhelmed by suddent erotic urges...about Juan...then nothing after that...as she fainted.
The lady professor...who was secretly the super heroine called ANT GIRL...awoke to find herself in the tender embrace of her handsome Latino assistant. "Paula...Are you all right?....Can you hear me?" asked Juan with concern. As she looked into his warm brown eyes...Paula found herself feeling powerful erotic desires towards her younger assistant. All she could think about was his handsome face...looking directly at her...the feel of his strong embrace holding her body inches off the ground. She remembered the brief but intense make out she had with Juan in his apartment...when she visited him as Ant Girl...not long after she acquired her super powers. "Uuuh...Yes...I am now...Juan..." said Paula in a husky voice...her right hand caressing the left side of the Latino student's face. Truth be told...Juan was attracted to Paula...but within recent times...he had grown infatuated with Ant Girl...not knowing they were one and the same.
Some of the lingering Feminite gas which had affected Paula...while it could not weaken him as it did her...caused Juan to become more susceptible to her charms. As she raised her head to kiss him...he leaned down to kiss her. Their lips were inches away from intimate contact...when Paula got a red flash...the unique danger sense she had acquired since she became Ant Girl...that alerted her to something evil nearby. "Ohhh...Juan...What's happening?" gasped Paula as she came back to her senses. Juan was also shaken out of his stupor as well. "You passed out...We're outside the Museum now...The police and FBI are still trying to find Princess Caprice...she's still inside with some other people...and those weird terrorists..." said Juan as he helped the lady professor to her feet. Paula was only partially listening to her student assistant.
Her enhanced hearing was picking up a conversation which Councilman Mario Vanetti was having on his cell phone as his bodyguards escorted him to his waiting limo. "I want to find out what happened here...Someone's got a weapon that the super bitches can't handle...I saw it myself...Find them...and tell them I want to make a deal for that weapon....I'll pay any price for it" said Vanetti as he got into the limo...which drove off once he was inside. Since being rescued from a sex slavery ring...and becoming Ant Girl...Paula had been secretly investigating who was behind the ring. She suspected that Vanetti was one such player but did not have the evidence to bring charges against him. "This could be the opportunity I have to get the goods on Vanetti...I can't act now...I've got to figure out his next move...and then Ant Girl's got a score to settle with Mario Vanetti" she thought.
Elsewhere at that moment...Trey was behind the wheel of his van...stuck in traffic...as the police had blocked off the main streets leading to the Museum of Natural History because of the unfolding situation there. Glancing out the window...Trey saw police...FBI...and TV news helicopters flying overhead...in the direction of the Museum. All of this made the feeling of uneasiness in his gut grow...reinforcing his fears that his Amazon was in trouble. "We got to find a way to the Museum Stinger...Amazon could be in big trouble" said Trey into this headset which connected him to the Scorpion Nest on the Detroit waterfront and the alien artificial intelligence (AI) which resided there. "Acknowledged Master Trey...I am relaying information to you as we speak...this route should allow you to bypass the security around the Museum...and get you close enough to the Museum to assist Mistress" replied the AI over the special monitor installed in Trey's van. Turning down a side street away from the traffic jam he was in...Trey followed the route which Stinger plotted for him....all the while...his concern for his super heroine girlfriend growing. 'I'm coming Amazon" thought Trey as he headed towards the Museum.
8 pm
Lydia Carlisle was starting to get concerned as the tide of the battle taking place before her began to turn. The Cyclops International agent watched as the Lioness lunged at the Scorpion Woman but was sent staggering backwards by a left uppercut to the jaw. Shaking off the blow...the African Avenger leapt at the Venomous Vixen...her right muscular ebony leg extended. However Scorpion Woman moved with lightning speed out of her path...and she ended up shattering a marble statute with the ball of her erotic right ebony bare foot. As she turned around...the Lioness received the ball of the Venomous Vixen's left foot...driven hard into her gut. As she was trying to shake off that blow... Scorpion Woman grabbed hold of her long mane of shiny black hair. Lydia watched in awe and growing concern...as the Venomous Vixen twisted her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...and sent the African Avenger hurtling through the air...crashing through two marble statues. "Uuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuh" groaned the Lioness as she rose groggily to her erotic bare ebony feet. "Stay down!" quipped Scorpion Woman as she drove her right fist hard into the African Avenger's jaw...sending her staggering again. "This can't be happening!...Lioness is powerful!...I must do something!" thought the Cyclops International agent.
8.15 pm
The group of four men clad in black...all of them armed with MP-5 assault rifles entered the hallway on the 10th floor of an apartment building...heading for the apartment on this floor which Miss Muscle had crashed landed in...and in which she lay dazed...disoriented...aroused...and weakened by the effects of a Feminite tipped RPG...which was used to shoot her down...as she flew to stop the activities of their comrades inside of the Museum of Natural History. "Our intelligence reports that the objective known as Miss Muscle has been incapacitated by the Feminite...Our orders are to capture Miss Muscle and bring her in for experimentation" said the team leader as they approached the apartment from one end of the hallway. However just at that moment...Detective Arthur Rafferty entered the hallway from the opposite direction.
"Police!! Freeze!!" yelled Arthur as he aimed his Beretta at the four Cyclops International agents. "Kill him!!" declared the lead agent and gunfire erupted in the hallway. When the smoke cleared...the four agents were dead...and Arthur raced inside the apartment to help the fallen Miss Muscle. "Arthur...I...Uuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Kate the sight of the handsome detective...making her orgasm...and pass out. "This is Detective Rafferty!...I need an ambulance to my location now!" yelled Arthur into his walkie-talkie. As he cradled Miss Muscle's head in his lap...and waited for help to arrive...Arthur was baffled as to who would have harmed Miss Muscle...and what was their connection to what was taking place in the Museum.
8.20 pm
Michelle was not thinking about anything like that. Her sole focus Scorpion Woman was making the Lioness pay for what her minions did to her days earlier...and keep them from hurting Trey. As the African Avenger lunged at her again....lashing out with the glossy claw like fingernails of her right hand...the Venomous Vixen side stepped her...and countered with a right uppercut to the jaw. "Uuuunh!!" groaned Caprice...dazed yet again by this latest strike...as she staggered against a statue..Her head sagging between her massive ebony breasts...which were barely contained in her flimsy lion pelt crop top...her erotic bare ebony feet resting flat on the polished floor...Lioness was finding it difficult to stave off the pain her voluptuous and muscular ebony body...from the decisive blows meted out to her by Scorpion Woman.
Thinking that the African Avenger had no fight left in her...Michelle decided now was the time to get some answers from her opponent before she put her down for the count. "Enough playing around bitch!...I want some answers!!...Who are you?!...Who are you working for?!...What's your connection with Romanoff and her Russian mercenaries?!...Start talking!" demanded the Venomous Vixen as she raised her slender right muscular creamy arm...and pointed the silver Scorpion Ring on her right middle finger directly at the Lioness. Behind the fixed yellow eyes of her lion cowl mask...Princess Caprice's brown eyes fluttered as she tried to stay conscious and on her erotic bare ebony feet...as they rested flat on the polished floor. "You...You are a criminal!...You dare to attack the Luandan Embassy...a violation of my country's sovereignty!...You attacked its staff....raped my friend Lydia!...I shall not yield to you!...I am the Lioness!" countered Caprice.
"What are you talking about?!!...Your goons raped and drugged me!!...You're a terrorist!!...Now answer me!!...Who are you working for?!!...Why are you in Detroit?!!...Last chance!!" quipped Michelle as she began to power up her silver Scorpion Ring. "Coward...You fight without honour...Using your sorcery against me...when I am weakened...You shall pay...for your treachery..." vowed Caprice...her brown eyes glaring at Scorpion Woman behind the fixed yellow eyes of her lion cowl mask...as her massive ebony breasts heaved up and down with effort...in the thin lion pelt crop top which barely contained them. "Stalling for time isn't going to save you bitch!...I want answers from your ass!...and I want them...." began Michelle as she prepared to fire an energy bolt from her silver Scorpion Ring. Before she could...the Venomous Vixen felt her large pink nipples stiffen sharply under her thin tight black sticky leotard...warning her of imminent danger.
She heard the sound of a woman's high heels echoing off the polished floor of the hall they were in...and the distinct cocking of a gun bolt. "You raped me!!...I'm going to kill you!!" screamed Lydia Carlisle as she approached the two masked heroines...who had no idea that they were being played by her real employers...Cyclops International. As she turned to confront the new threat posed by Lydia...Scorpion Woman turned away from Lioness. Seeing Lydia...with pistol in hand...about to confront the more powerful Scorpion Woman...remembering how traumatised Lydia was when "Scorpion Woman" attacked the Luandan Embassy and "raped" her...remembering the erotic arousal she felt as Caprice and as Lioness in the presence of the older blonde white woman...rage welled up within the voluptuous and muscular ebony body of the African Avenger...and she heard the mighty roar of a lion fill her ears...as the power of the Lion Talisman Belt surged through her once again.
"NO" cried Lioness as she leapt towards Scorpion Woman....and unleashed her full fury. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH" cried Scorpion Woman as the glossy claw like fingernails of the Lioness slashed through the bustier of her thin tight black sticky...and cut deep into the tender flesh of her huge firm creamy breasts...right across the their summits...causing blood to flow freely from her large pink nipples and wide pink areolas. The African Avenger did not let up...pouncing on her wounded opponent...stabbing her mercilessly in her now exposed huge firm creamy breasts as they swayed freely before her. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH" cried Michelle...her slender muscular creamy arms flailing in the air...unable to defend herself...as the enraged African Avenger kept tearing into her naked huge firm creamy Scorpion Breasts. Weakened from the deep wounds inflicted by the Lioness' claws to her exposed bust... Michelle's head reeled with dizziness...leaving her completely vulnerable and the vengeful Caprice took full advantage.
"UUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Scorpion Woman...doubling over in agony as the Lioness drove the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet repeatedly into her six pack abdomen...which great force...until two of her ribs popped. "No...Uuuuuuuuh...can't...can't breathe...so dizzy....I got to..." gasped Michelle her right hand pressed against her forehead as she struggled to stay on her feet. "There is no escape for you criminal!!' declared Lioness as she lifted one of the large marble statues off of its pedestal...raised it above her head...and brought it crashing down on the head and broad shoulders of the vulnerable Venomous Vixen. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" groaned Michelle...her blue eyes rolling up in the slits of her black sticky mask...and her long muscular creamy legs gave way beneath her small curvy waist...as she collapsed to the floor....on her back..
Rage flowing unchecked through her voluptuous and muscular ebony body...Lioness pounced atop her fallen foe...using her glossy claw like fingernails to tear off the remainder of Scorpion Woman's thin tight black sticky leotard off her upper torso. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Michelle as Caprice stabbed her in her naked huge firm creamy Scorpion Breasts with her glossy claw like fingernails...which were now stained with Michelle's blood. As Scorpion Woman lay helpless from the wounds to her chest...Lioness added further insult to injury...stripping her of her black sticky boots...spreading her long muscular creamy legs wide open below her small curvy waist...exposing her throbbing pink Scorpion Cunt. "You violated a woman I care for...Now...I violate...you!!" declared Lioness as she violently fingered her helpless opponent in her sex...with her right middle and index fingers. "NO..UH...UUH..UUUH...UUUUH......UUUUUH...UUUUUUH...UUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH"
cried Scorpion Woman as she was brought to a violent...powerful orgasm.
Combined with the great loss of blood from her chest...her two fractured ribs...the agonising pain in her head and shoulders...it took the fight out of the Venomous Vixen. Her curvaceous and muscular creamy body surged atop the polished floor of the Museum....then went completely limp..as her head rolled against her right shoulder...her blue eyes closed in the slits of her black sticky mask...as it rolled against her right shoulder. Her head reeling with dizziness...pain in every muscle...in every sinew of her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...severely weakened by a significant loss of blood...her vision blurring...only one thing was on the mind of the Scorpion Woman aka Detective Michelle Walker at that moment in time. "Trey..." whispered the Venomous Vixen as she succumbed to unconsciousness.
Her massive ebony breasts heaving up and down under her thin lion pelt crop top...breathing heavily...her brown eyes...staring lustfully behind the fixed yellow eyes of her lion cowl mask... blood dripping from her glossy claw like fingernails....the Lioness stood triumphant over the defeated Scorpion Woman...as Lydia approached her. "You saved me Lioness...You saved me...from the evil Scorpion Woman..." said Lydia as she stood next to the African Avenger...and watched the bloody and unconscious form of Scorpion Woman lying at their feet. The Venomous Vixen was naked...except for her black sticky gloves on her hands and lower slender muscular creamy arms...and her black sticky mask which covered the upper part of her face.
"You are safe Lydia...I have avenged you...the evil Scorpion Woman is defeated....She was no match for my power" declared the Lioness as she stood over her unconscious opponent...whose naked huge firm creamy breasts rose and fell with great effort...as her fractured ribs made it hard for her to breathe. "Yes Lioness...You are so brave...beautiful...and strong...You must complete the job...Take off her mask...Reveal her true identity" instructed Lydia as she placed her left hand on the African Avenger's right shoulder... This had the effect of making Caprice's big black nipples stiffen rapidly under her thin lion pelt crop top...and her cunt moistened under her thin lion pelt briefs between her large ebony thighs. "Yes...You are right Lydia...I will do it" replied Caprice as she stretched her right hand towards the face of the unconscious Scorpion Woman....intent on removing her mask.
The Lioness had just slipped the fingers of her right hand under the lower part of the black sticky mask on the left side of the unconscious Scorpion Woman's face...when Romanoff...the Russian professional assassin approached. "My men are reporting additional police and FBI teams on their way to the Museum...We will not be able to hold them off much longer. Releasing her grip on Scorpion Woman's mask...the African Avenger was about to spring into action...thinking that Lydia was in danger from the minion of the Scorpion Woman...only to be shocked to see her friend and love interest...giving orders to the Russian giantess. "Tell your men to fall back...I shall contact our agents to do the same...Scorpion Woman is down...She will be arrested and charged for the attack on the Museum. "Lydia?!...What are you doing?!...You are...a criminal?!...You have deceived me?!...I must expose you!" declared the Lioness.
"You will do nothing Lioness...Except sleep!!" countered Lydia as she turned around...with a small canister concealed in her right hand. Before the African Avenger could act...the Cyclops International agent fired a quick burst of green mist into her face...on to her massive ebony bust...which like the rest of her voluptuous and muscular ebony body was coated in sweat from her physical exertions in the Museum...battling the Scorpion Woman...who she now belatedly recognised was not the real villain. The mist penetrated the fixed yellow eyes of her lion cowl mask and was rapidly absorbed into her massive ebony bust.
...THEY BURN...THEY BURN...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH' cried Caprice as she pulled off her own top ...staggering around on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet...her hands groping her own naked massive ebony breasts...as she tried to wipe the green liquid which had been absorbed into her own sweat...off her chest to no avail.
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH' screamed the Lioness as she pranced around the hallway...smashing several of the marble statues...and knocking down others...as she tried in vain to wipe the liquid Feminite off her naked massive ebony breasts...but instead only managed to rub it in deeper into her chest...making her big puffy black nipples...hard and erect. Lydia and Romanoff watched with amusement at the antics of the African Avenger. "Not to be concerned...This Feminite spray is concentrated...it affects only the woman it is administered directly to..." said Lydia. "The black slut almost discovered your plan...I should eliminate her" replied Romanoff eager to use her laser on the Lioness as she danced around the hall on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet...groping her own chest. "Not to worry...this spray also has a special hypnotic component...causing its victims to have short term memory loss...Lioness will not remember what she learnt" assured Lydia.
Just at that moment...Romanoff turned around to where Scorpion Woman was lying...and was shocked to see that the spot of the floor was empty. "She's gone!...Where did she go?!!" cried the Russian giantess...unable to comprehend why the Venomous Vixen was not still lying on the floor...after taking the beating that she had. Lydia was shocked as well...but realising the police and FBI would soon reach them...knew this was a question which had to be answered another time. "That doesn't matter now...Go...Regroup at the main base...Scorpion Woman will not get far...and the authorities will get her...I shall deal with the Lioness..." ordered the Cyclops International spy. Romanoff nodded and disappeared down another corridor. Lydia meanwhile picked up the marble left arm of a shattered statue...came up behind the distracted Lioness an brought it down hard on the back of her skull.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh" groaned Caprice...her muscular ebony arms falling limp to her sides...and her long muscular ebony legs giving way below her wide curvy waist...as she collapsed into the waiting arms of Lydia Carlisle. "Go to sleep Lioness...You will not remember anything you overheard me say or do here...Do you understand?" asked Lydia rhetorically as she pinched the hard and erect puffy black nipples of the African Avenger. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Yes Lydia...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I must obey you...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Caprice...and passed out as ordered...as Lydia dragged her into a corner behind some other statues. Lydia covered the topless Lioness with a heavy tarpaulin and left her thin lion pelt top nearby...as she made her way back to the section of the Museum where the Luandan exhibition was....ready to play the part of the traumatised diplomat again...knowing that the police and FBI would undoubtedly be searching for Princess Caprice...who was still somewhere in the Museum. Little did Lydia realise was that the Luandan princess lay unconscious in her alter-ego of the Lioness...sleeping off the effects of the liquid Feminite in her system.
In a service corridor...far away from the fighting...Detective Michelle Walker staggered towards an exit in front of her....her white shirt soaked with blood from her deep wounds to her huge firm creamy bust...cruelly inflicted by the Lioness...in her alter-ego of Scorpion Woman. The distraction which Lydia and Romanoff had with the Feminite-aroused African Avenger...had given the Venomous Vixen enough of a chance...to crawl away to a nearby corridor...and transform back into Michelle Walker. Her right hand holding on to the wall for support...her left hand holding her fractured ribs...it was taking every ounce of Michelle's rapidly depleting Scorpion Strength...to stay conscious and keep moving. "Uuuuuuh...so weak...so dizzy...Uuuuuuuh...hard...to breathe...but...must keep going...Uuuuuh...Trey...must...get...to...Trey..." moaned Michelle as she reached the end of the corridor and the exit in front of her. Propping up against the wall...she extended her left muscular leg...and kicked the door open...with considerable effort.
She staggered into the alley behind the Museum...each step away from the building becoming increasingly difficult as her temples throbbed...her breathing became increasingly difficult... a myriad of sounds filled her ears... and her vision began to blur rapidly...until everything all came crashing down on her. Images of the Lioness...Romanoff...the strange triangle with the all seeing eye in it...images from her childhood...and finally of her beloved Trey... swirled around in her jaded brain...faster...faster...and faster...until they all merged...exploding into a rainbow coloured haze. "Trey...
Help...Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" groaned Michelle as she dropped to her knees...then collapsed on to her back...her arms and legs spread wide open...her white shirt soaked with blood...her huge firm creamy breasts rising and falling with great effort as she strained to get air into her lungs...and blackness washed over her. As she blacked out...Michelle did not hear the sound of Trey's voice calling to her...or the sound of his approaching footsteps as he ran to her side. "I'm here Amazon...I'm here" said Trey as he lifted Michelle in his arms...and carried to his van.
Detroit Memorial Hospital
8.30 pm
WILMA JOHNSON...was in the lobby of the hospital where she worked as nurse...watching along with the staff and other members of the public at the events being played out in television...as the police and the FBI tried to gain control of a situation at the Museum of Natural History... which from all indications appeared to be some kind of terrorist attack...at the opening of an exhibition at the Museum by the visiting Princess Caprice of Luanda. Wilma had been throwing herself more into her work at the hospital within recent days...to try and get her mind over a rift with her teenage son Trey...which resulted in him storming out of the home in the Corktown district. She had no idea of the events that were about to unfold that would bring her and Trey back together again.
As she watched the events...Wilma was startled as she heard the unmistakeable voice of her son. "Help!!....I need some help over here!!" yelled Trey as he entered the hospital lobby...carrying the unconscious Detective Michelle Walker in his arms...who was bleeding profusely through her shirt. Putting aside all of her anger towards Trey for being in a romantic relationship with the older policewoman...Wilma rushed to the aid of her teenage son...pulling a stretcher with her. "Code blue! Code blue!...Get a doctor down here immediately...we have police officer down!" cried Wilma to her fellow medical personnel and four of them rushed forward to help ease Michelle on to the stretcher...and wheel her towards surgery. Wilma kept pace with them...watching the concern in her son's eyes as he held on to Michelle's right hand with his left hand all the way to the elevator...then all the way to the doors of the operating theatre.
Just before he had to let go of her hand...Trey managed to slip the silver ring off Michelle's right middle finger...which allowed her to change into Scorpion Woman...not wanting it to fall into the wrong hands. As he stood outside of the doors of the operating theatre....Wilma took his hands in her own... and turned to her. "Mom..." began Trey. "She's going to be okay son...She's going to be okay" replied Wilma as she hugged her teenage son...knowing that right now...he needed her more than ever...and she wasn't going to fail him. As she hugged Trey...Wilma cast an eye towards the operating theatre...inside of which the doctors were feverishly working to save the life of the woman...she now saw...how much he loved. "You have to come through this Detective...My son loves you...Don't leave him" thought Wilma as she made a silent prayer.
Michelle began to stir as she felt a soft breeze blowing against her face...and she heard the sounds of birds chirping. "Uuuuuuuuuuh...Trey...Uuuuuuuuuuh" sighed the Venomous Vixen as she slowly opened her blue eyes. However as her vision cleared...Michelle found herself lying on a grassy surface underneath a large oak tree. She also discovered she was no longer in her Scorpion Woman costume...but in a white dress...which ended just above her knees...her glossy mane of shoulder length black hair loose about her shoulders. "Where am I?...How did I get here?" asked the beauteous policewoman aloud as she sat up on the grass. Suddenly...Michelle felt her large pink nipples stiffen under her dress...and she jumped to her erotic bare creamy feet...telling her she was not alone. Her blue eyes widened with surprise...as she found herself looking into another pair of blue eyes...belonging to a woman...who was looking directly at her.
"MOM?" gasped Michelle in shock...as she found herself standing before her mother...ANNE WALKER...who had died many years ago...when she was a teenager.
"Yes darling...I'm here" replied the spectral figure...who was wearing a long flowing white dress...which glowed around her with an aura. Michelle felt her blue eyes begin to water as tears flowed freely down her face...as emotions overwhelmed her. "But...but...how....why....am...I...am....I....dead?" sobbed Michelle as tears rolled freely down her cheeks...as she embraced her mother. "No Michelle...You're not.dead..You have too much to live for...The world needs Scorpion Woman" replied Anne Walker. "What?...How?....How did you...?" asked Michelle. "I've been watching you...my dearest daughter...I know you have many questions...They will be answered...in time...but for now...sleep...sleep...sleep" said the spectral figure. "Uuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Michelle as she fell asleep.
Detroit Memorial Hospital
Midnight
Wilma stood in the doorway of a private room...watching her teenage son Trey...sitting at Michelle's beside. She was moved as she saw him tenderly holding her right hand in his own...as she lay in the bed...an oxygen mask over her nose and mouth...and numerous wires attached to her body...connected to some nearby machines which monitored her vital signs. She had come out of surgery...hours earlier The doctors had managed to stop the bleeding and stabilise her. From what she gleaned...the doctors were amazed that Michelle's injuries...while serious... she had somehow not suffered any major damage to any of her vital organs...and that her body's recuperative process had begun to work. However she was still weak from the loss of blood and in a coma. Wilma had tried to persuade Trey to go home...but her son was adamant...that he was not leaving Michelle. It made her feel sorry for the harsh things she said to Trey about Michelle...and being in a relationship with her. As she watched him...Wilma understood the depth of his love for Michelle...and prayed for her to pull through.
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