Eve Sky
Chapter 6 - "That was... very intense." (whoa...)
by Starcross
Though armed, Kelly and Farrah were a bit relaxed as they broke into the food storage warehouse. With the huge rolling door opening up for them, a small gust of wind blew inside and kicked up dust from the messy floors. As expected, every inch was thoroughly raided of its wares, leaving only collapsed rubble that were once towering metal shelves and discarded boxes.
"I guess we'll mark this one off," said Kelly the muscular Amazon.
Her mercenary partner Farrah lifted up an empty box up to her face, as if any foodstuffs would miraculously appear before her eyes. She tossed it outside and seated herself in the passenger seat of the buggy given to her and her partner by Jerri and her wife. Soon, Kelly sat in the driver's seat, and the two rode off to another sector of the city of San Castra.
Even though they were generously paid by Eva's vassals, Farrah and Kelly still had to scrounge for food and supplies as mercenary jobs were few in this changing world, and they would not avail themselves to the likes of Nataraja Agriculture and the Congregational Corporation. They liked Jerri, Eva, and their twenty rouge vassals.
They made a discovery of food stash in a small and plain deli store hidden from view if one were to drive only on the main streets. There was not much, but it was enough for them to survive for about a week if they rationed correctly.
As Kelly loaded up the trailer of their buggy in an alleyway, she noticed a caravan of motor vehicles passing through, and the armored RV that passed by her eyes gave her sinister chill that almost rendered her speechless. When Farrah appeared behind and asked her what's wrong, Kelly covered her mouth and the two hid. In silence, they communicated that there was a possible threat to their well being. They decided to investigate, taking only pistols instead of their heavy bladed weapons.
Darting from one alleyway and wall, they drew closer to the caravan. A commotion piqued their interest, and against their better judgment they peered over a concrete tree planter.
There, in front of an abandoned office building, Jerri and her family were hauled into the armored RV. The robed priestess knelt to the ground and prostrated towards the office building and before her goddess. Once she returned to the RV, the caravan drove off.
"Did you see what I believe I saw?" Farrah asked.
Kelly vigorously nodded. "What should we do?"
Farrah turned around and sat with her back to the planter. "We're already released from their duty, but as good friends we should tell their vassals about their kidnapping. Speaking of which, why aren't they with their vassals?"
The RV windows were darkened and covered with blinds, but one could not see much anyway as the caravan were driving down an unmarked road in the middle of a vast desert expanse sparsely dotted with sagebrushes.
Their clothes were changed into robes of spiritual extravagance. They weren't heavy even though it looked so. Jerri was in a masculine dark blue and dark green robe, whereas Eva was in a pink and white one. Even the blissful Evie was dressed in a cute robe similar to her birthmother.
They were fed quite generously, particularly from their business-suited escorts Stacie and Xue who could not help but play with Evie at every chance, much to Eva's hidden dismay. Taking a cue from Jerri, they were still distrustful of their new and heavily armed companions, but they accompanied them nonetheless in all passivity. Fighting them would be dangerous, and hence it would garner attention from the enemies they were running away from.
Along with one short rest stop, the journey took the entire day. Jerri and Eva woke up from their slumber in their shared bed when they had arrived at the destination. When they were escorted out, they found out that they had arrived in a cavernous subterranean hangar filled with technological weapons of old. There were many vertical take-off jets lining the long aisle, and thus the high ceiling had access tunnels closed off with reinforced steel doors. A few heavy assault robot drones commanded by their operators who rode on their back, and farther still the lair was bustling with the movement of supplies and guns into another darkened hangar.
"Welcome to our abode my humble saviors," said the priestess Fanny Francesca. "This secret underground base is the last remnant of our great religion, the Valkyries of Melfa."
"It's a really snazzy place," Jerri joked.
"Indeed. Come, you must rest in our chambers after our long journey."
Jerri, Eva, and Evie boarded an electrical trolley along with Francesca and her aides Stacie and Xue. They rode down the hangar and stopped into the corner where there was a stairwell leading to a door. They were led up there, and now found themselves inside a relatively empty hallway. They walked down and entered through the double doors into an extravagant chamber stuffed with silk draperies of many colors reminiscent of oriental legends.
"This will be your new home for your family," said Francesca. "Please enjoy your stay, and rest up for the ceremony that is to take place tomorrow."
"Thanks," said Jerri.
Francesca and her aides left, and shut the doors. Immediately, Eva sat on the soft bed in a room she felt was recently dusted and cleaned for their arrival. She laid the snoozing Evie on the bed and then dressed out of her robe.
Jerri, on the other hand, searched about the walls for anything that looks like a security camera or listening device.
"It looks like we're not being bugged," she concluded. "I guess we're too sacred to be voyeured upon."
"What's the deal with these people?" asked Eva. "All I have known about them is that they are dangerous."
"Not to mention apocalyptic. This hyper-feminazi lesbian cult thinks we're the ones who purify the world or something like that."
"You believe in that?"
"Of course not. I'm not interesting in saving the world from the male race and their residual influence. The men already suffered enough."
"So what now? Should we stay here for a while?"
"That is my plan, but I intend to find a way out of this mess. With this kind of force, it will a lot more difficult than escaping Anila and the rest of the vassals."
"It was your idea that we should escape."
Jerri sighed. "Let's not argue about that. Eva, stay here while I scour the place."
"You might get caught."
"So? They'll just send me back here. I'll try again hopefully before whatever ceremony takes place."
"Please do not take so long. I don't want to be alone in this kind of place."
Jerri smiled and nodded. Quietly, she tiptoed out of her chambers and moved down the empty halls jiggling the handles of each door only to find them locked. She did not know what she would be looking for, but the first thing that she should have thought of was some kind of map. She could ask for one, but she dared not to talk to one of the followers of the Valkyries of Melfa for that would arouse suspicion, and thus some kind of imprisonment in her chambers.
Still she pressed on, and left the "residential" sector she assumed she was in and went back into the hangar to which she became acquainted with upon her arrival. There seemed to be less activity and movement in there, and now there were only a few female guards patrolling the area. Braving their gaze, Jerri went down the stairwell and discovered upon reaching the bottom that there was a carved pathway leading further into the cave system. She went in, expecting it to be short, but turned out to be quite long. There were doors lining the walls, many of which were locked, and the unlocked ones, she dared not go in.
However, there was one door that led into what looked like some kind of hospital. Jerri crept in, but was surprised by the presence of two blond nurses who were fondling each other whilst sharing a rolling desk chair behind a front desk.
"Ah, I'm sorry!" said one of them. "We'll be back to work."
"I see," winced Jerri. She glanced at their nametags that read Britney Heisen and Heather Gates. Both nurses looked very similar to one another.
"Did you come here for a pregnancy consultation?" asked Heather.
"Me? Oh no, I was just exploring."
Both girls dropped their jaws.
"You must the one Francesca mentioned in her prophecies," said Britney.
"Eh?"
"What's going on here?" boomed a voice.
Behind Jerri, a stern-faced Xue, accompanied by Stacie approached the desk.
"Oh, it's you Misses Adams," said Xue. "I see you met our two in-vitro clinic nurses."
"This is an in-vitro clinic?" asked Jerri.
"Of course. This room we are in leads into the sperm storage units."
"Ah."
"However, both the natural and artificial sperm have been dying out inside the tanks, and the ones we can salvage for artificial insemination produced stillbirth."
"So the curse of the damaged Y-chromosome is still persisting."
"Even 'blank' sperms using our own DNA break down. But that is nothing for you to worry about. For your own safety, you must return to your room."
Drat, thought Jerri.
Xue and Stacie escorted their revered guest out of the in-vitro insemination clinic and sperm storage sub-facility after giving a stern warning to their nurse couple.
"Really, I don't feel that I am in danger," said Jerri as she walked followed her escorts.
"Due to the prophecy, there is a chance you will get assaulted by one of our more fanatical members," said Xue. "And I feel there are those within our fold who do not believe you're our chosen savior."
"Like you for instance?" grinned Stacie.
"Of course I believe in the prophecies!"
"You weren't too keen in letting Francesca go on her journey to San Castra after the latest vision."
"I accompanied didn't I?"
"You might want to be careful Misses Adams," Stacie said as she linked her arm with Jerri. "Little Xue thinks you're a fraud."
"It's not that," said a now-blushing Xue. "I am just a little skeptical. I mean, there was also a prophecy that the destroy may take the guise of the destroyer. And stop flirting with the Savior!"
Stacie lets go. "Okay, girl. Sheesh."
"If I am the supposed destroyer," said Jerri, "you'd guys let me go, right?"
"We'd probably kill you," said Xue.
"Drat."
"Look, the prophecy is not definite. One says that you'll be the cause for the world's destruction, while the other says you'll save the world and humanity as well. It's just that..."
"Our priestesses prophecies have been known to contradict each other from time to time," said Stacie.
"Personally, I would be glad if you were just an ordinary woman, Jerri."
"Ah, but that would make Fanny and the others sad."
"It's best you stay here for the meantime Jerri until we can find out what to do with you. The outside world is dangerous and teeming with the likes of the Congregational filth."
Jerri obliged as she learned that she possessed the possibility of the role of being either savior or destroyer. Yet even this subterranean base would not keep her locked up forever. Armed female guards were everywhere and fixing their hungry eyes at the handsome Jerri.
She was now back at her chambers breathing a sigh of relief. Eva, dressed in a pink and transparent negligee ran up to her from the edge of the bed, where beforehand she was watching over the sleeping Evie in a crib.
"Did you find an escape route?" she asked.
"They found me out," said Jerri. "We may have to figure something out during the ceremony."
"I see."
"They mentioned that I may be their destroyer or something, but everything's pointing to me being their savior."
"Their savior huh? Could that mean they have found about your impregnation abilities?"
"Hard to say. They're more militaristic than scientific."
"Then if you're their destroyer..."
"They might kill me--and you and Evie as well."
Jerri received Eva in her arms.
"We have to get out," said Eva.
"I know," Jerri sighed. "God, why can't I just have a normal life?"
Jerri might have surmised that Stacie and Xue were very close the Melfan priestess Francesca. She could not be further than the truth, as the two aides were essentially her wives by habit, and after today's exciting discovery all three made love on that night.
Francesca was in her middle ages, and Stacie and Xue were young adults of similar ages. Xue was usually the serious and timid type, while Stacie was flirtatious. Stacie, however, was not what she appeared to be.
With Francesca and Xue asleep, Stacie sneaked out of their embrace and quickly put on her underwear and a jumpsuit. Sneaking through the residential halls, she climbed the unguarded emergency access ladder upward until she exited out from the side of the desert mountain. From there, she slid down the relaxed slope and began her trek across the cold desert of the night.
An hour later, she reached the edge of an abandoned town close to total ruin. She approached an unassuming trailer house, went behind it, and kick-started a gas generator. Stacie went into the said trailer that turned out to be filled with a small rack of guns and communications equipment. Switching on the power, she sat on a weathered chair and pulled the microphone close to her mouth.
"Hidden Praetorian calling Walking Elysium," she repeated. "Hidden Praetorian calling Walking Elysium."
The radio emitted static and Stacie listened closely.
"What is your status Praetorian?" cracked a voice on the speaker.
"The Valkyries of Melfa have retrieved Lady Eva Nataraja and her wife. They have a child."
"That's not important. Where is Mister Jeremiah Charity?"
"He is not with them. There is a possibility that they are with the vassals."
The speaker remained relatively silent.
"If it beseeches you," continued Stacie, "they are about to hold their ceremony. At least three-quarters of the cult will be unarmed and defenseless."
"You still have not told me in detail about this ceremony they are about to hold."
"Even though I have not participated in one, it is best for you not to know."
"I can only imagine."
"I guarantee you that tomorrow will be the best time to strike. I also suggest that we kidnap the Nataraja daughter in the midst of the fighting."
"Well put. We'll use her to find our Jeremiah."
"But what if we don't find him?"
"We'll use her somehow."
"Understood."
Stacie turned off the radio. Quickly, she shut off the noisy generator.
She arrived back to the underground base, and then awaited a guard to arrive to take post by the emergency ladder access. Walking down the halls, she saw Xue in a light blue one-piece pajama that made her looked like a big child. There were tears in her eyes.
"Where were you?" asked Xue.
"I took a walk out. Had a bad dream again?"
"No I didn't! Francesca kept tossing around."
"It was enough to make you cry."
"It hurt."
Stacie smiled. She walked up to her partner to brush the tears from her eyes and then kissed her.
"You really can be such a child," said Stacie.
"I'm not," pouted Xue.
Stacie skipped away back to her chambers she shared with Francesca and Xue. Xue, on the other hand, lingered in the hallway trying to remember why she was there.
She really did have a bad dream.
The next morning, Francesca woke up with a very bad premonition.
"I have to..." she gasped. "I have to consult the goddess."
Xue and Stacie nodded. Quickly, the organized the set up of the oracle chamber, which didn't look like much as it was just a round room with a four-post bed covered with red-orange sheets and draperies lined gold. Everyone donned their ceremonial robes of black and dark blue. Four ornamentally masked witnesses stood by the walls to form a square formation, while Xue and Stacie knelt on large floor pillows opposite of each other across from the bed.
There were two doors that created a path that crossed Xue and Stacie's line of sight from each other. The first door opened and in came Francesca in her sparkling dark blue robe and two masked escorts. The door opposite door opened, and an Indian-looking girl barely in her teens was in a plain black cloak along with her two masked escorts.
Beside Xue were a silver goblet and a matching platter. She dropped a shiny yet dark pellet into the goblet that was quickly dissolved by the heated water. Francesca and the cloaked girl met one another by climbing onto the bed.
"What is your name young one?" asked Francesca.
"Sati," replied the girl.
"You're so pretty."
"T-thanks."
Xue handed them the goblet. Francesca took her long sip, and Sati hesitantly took hers, which was not much. Xue walked away with the goblet and platter, and after setting them aside she knelt back down onto her pillow. Francesca stroked Sati's dark hair. The girl was trembling.
"It's okay," smiled Francesca. "Just relax."
Francesca took off the girl's cloak and discarded it. Sati was totally naked save for the jeweled bracelets wrapped around her neck, wrists, and ankles. Francesca kissed her for almost a minute, and then pecked her on the neck. Sati moaned, and though she was nervous she fell back to allow her mistress's hands cup her right breast and then run its fingers tenderly across the tummy towards the groin.
Francesca eventually took off her robe, revealing her smooth naked skin that she rubbed against her young lover.
It was only after a little foreplay and titillation that things began to get rough. Francesca mounted her vagina onto Sati's and began humping her. As the minutes passed, the humping became more frenzied, as if Francesca had become a man raping a young girl, and she even grunted like so. Sati, on the other hand, was moaning, if not screaming loudly with tear-filled eyes. She clutched the bedposts as she tried to hold back Francesca's weight and momentum. Indeed she was in pain and even sore, yet she was so sexually starved she could essentially die if she wasn't satisfied. Whatever she and Francesca drank made them like this, and they mutually orgasmed in numbers that could not be achieved naturally.
Xue, Stacie, the four silent masked witnesses, and the four silent masked escorts watched the sex with focused intent, though they themselves were feeling wet without any of them knowing. They had the option of writing what was going on, but it was pointless as they did not receive the words of divination from their beloved priestess. Yes, this was same method Francesca received her prophecies from the goddess. It was not enough for her to be pleasured in the body. Along with her "divination" partner, she had to be pleasured to the point of near-death with a nubile virgin, and it was likely that a few of her partners had died in this process.
Two hours had passed, which was the limit of Francesca and her lover. Sati soon fainted, and veteran Francesca separated from her, which stretched a long, wide, and sticky thread of her and Sati's ejaculate from their crotches. Xue covered her with a robe and gave her glass of cold water, while Stacie checked the pulse of Sati. Fortunately, she was still alive.
The four masked witnesses gathered around Francesca readying their notepads. Francesca was breathing heavily, and had to lean on Xue for support.
"This is bad," Francesca.
The tone of her words felt as if they were part of Xue's bad dream.
"There are explosions," Francesca continued. "Bullets flying; rocky debris falling from the sky. The heavens will rain down its wrath, and many, if not all of us will die."
"Shall we cancel the ceremony?" Xue asked.
Francesca opened her mouth in a gasp, but it was difficult to interpret from it. Did she want to or not?
"We can't!" Stacie cried out. "Think of the morale of your followers!"
"I have a bad feeling about this," said Xue. "My dream, Francesca's divination..."
"They may be bad, and maybe it's only just for you two. However, it doesn't mean our cause will die in any way possible. Perhaps this is a vision of our enemies' demise."
Stacie knelt to her knees and clasped her hands around Francesca's left. "Please Fanny! We cannot cancel the ceremony and let your followers down. We have found our savior and it should be a cause of celebration. Without it, we will weaken internally, and eventually our enemies will defeat us with cunning and deceit. Please remember that some of the recorded prophecies contradict each other. Hopefully, the next one will contradict the one you just had."
Francesca thought about it for a moment. Stacie looked up to her with a face that favored the proceeding of the ceremony, while that of Xue was worried and favored the opposite. With her heart calmed down, Francesca took a deep breath and stood on her feet.
"We shall proceed," she said.
Stacie smiled widely, while Xue's face became even more sullen.
After their in-room breakfast, their room attendants came a few hours later to dress Jerri and Eva in even more lavish and heavier robes, although Evie was changed into another copy of hers. Stacie arrived with a cheerful smile with six lightly armed escorts to bring Jerri and her family out of the residential wing and into Hangar 2 through Hangar 1 where the ceremony was about to take place. Along the way, they passed by groups of children led by nursemaids, who were corralling them to a low building within Hangar 2.
Most of Hangar 2 was filled with women from their teens onto the beginning edge of old age, around fifty years or so. Many were beautiful while the rest were average but not terrible-looking. Not one was obese, and all of them were physically fit to a certain extent. Jerri had yet to see one Amazon, and she figured so given the Valkyries of Melfa stance against steroids and muscle enhancements.
It was like a concert with no seats, thus each couple or group marked their own spot in Hangar 2 with a plush blanket or comforter, to which they recently had their light meal. At various points on the floor there were large pots that could be of the chamber type.
The entire perimeter of the hangar was lined by a suspended catwalk high above them, which had access to at Jerri's estimate six entrances to tunnel pathways. The catwalk, just like the ground level, was patrolled by armed guards with their assault rifles of different origins.
There was a large and raised stage where Francesca and Xue met up with Stacie, Jerri, Eva, Evie, and the stern escorts. On that stage was long table draped with a dark blue cloth, and lining it enough chairs for the leaders and the guests of honor. Francesca's seat was the most ornately decorated, but not overtly so.
Francesca quieted everyone down with a ring caused by her spoon hitting her wine glass. She stood up, with Stacie beaming at her and Xue still vainly covering her deep concern for the recent prophetic divination that she worried for Jerri and her family's sake.
The Melfan priestess Francesca stood up and spoke:
"My friends; we are currently emerging into the twilight of humanity. The corrupt leaders of the world shift and merge entire city populations only to delay the inevitable of their regime. Because of their actions, gang violence and wars over men have become worse. Sperm, both artificial and natural are committing suicide in this sick planet. I feel that the legacy of the male species had finally realized the error of their ways and decided to correct them by ridding themselves slowly but surely.
"However, this does not spell the doom for female species. Not long ago, I have dispersed a prophecy unto you all that a new savior in the body of a woman shall save us. She is just like us: nurturing and maternal, and never selfish, greedy, and violent. But there is one key gift she possesses, and that is that she can impregnate any woman on her and her partner's sole discretion without a need of rape or a phallus."
During the speech, a number of armed female guards not taking part in the ceremony set about the hangar to dispense to the audience dark pellet-like objects or heated drinks the pellets dissolved into.
At the same time, Stacie beckoned Eva to hand her Evie. Thinking that was all she wanted, Eva handed the infant to her. Then Stacie handed Evie into Francesca's arms.
"We have found our savior, Germaine Adams," continued Francesca, "and through her lover Eva Adams, they have produced this child you see right now!"
Francesca held up the blissful Evie for all to see. Jerri and Eva expected the worshippers to fall into disbelief, but it was entirely the opposite. As indicated by their loud cheer, they completely believed every one of Francesca's words.
"Um, my baby," said Eva.
"They can't be serious," said Jerri.
"Evie has your eyes," smiled Stacie.
Francesca handed the infant back to her birthmother.
"And now let us celebrate!" Francesca cried. "Dig in!"
Yet there was no food. Whatever the guards gave to the audience was immediately consumed, and many of them began kissing each other while the guards stood erect and watchful.
Stacie gave both Jerri and Eva a goblet filled with heated liquid swirling with a mix of silvery foam and darkness.
"You want me to hold your child?" she asked them.
"What for?" asked Eva.
"You might not want to drink that," noted Xue.
Jerri put down her goblet.
"Well, you can," said Stacie, "if you desire to impregnate others."
"Then give it to me straight," said Jerri. "What's in this?"
"Oh, just a highly potent synthesized version of ecstasy, except it reacts well to the same sex--our sex."
Jerri and Eva could see the effects of this sex drug unfolding, as the female audience were now undressing and performing oral sex on one another from one end of the hangar to the other. It was as if almost the entire cult was engaging in a mass orgy, which drew a perverted smile on Francesca's face.
"Wow," smiled Jerri. "This is... quite interesting."
Eva tugged on Jerri's sleeve. "Let's not be here. It's degrading."
"But I never been in a hundred-girl orgy before."
"Actually, it's two-hundred and fifty," said Stacie. "Which is almost half of our entire convent."
"The other half is on guard duty," said Xue. "With a few taking care of our children."
"And we'll hold another ceremony after lunch."
"That's nice and all," said Eva, "but would you please escort us to someplace where we can't see or hear all this?"
"As you wish," bowed Stacie.
"Honestly, you people. At least you have the decency to exclude children out of this."
Stacie and Xue escorted Jerri and family deep into another hangar, which was designated as number 3. This was the storage hangar. There were very little lights and it was partially caved-in. The moaning noises of a few hundred women passed through the cavernous walls, so the family was escorted into a building similar to the one where the nursemaids took their children in.
"This is both our rec room and our storage and maintenance office," said Stacie. "We should have some food and drinks around here."
"What is this?" Jerri said. She stood in front of a large plastic box filled with dark pellets.
"You can help yourself with those if you wish," Stacie winked.
"Not now," said Eva with a disapproving gesture.
"Okay," said Jerri. She then pocketed a few of the dissolving pellets.
"May I ask you two a question," Eva spoke. "Do you truly believe that Jerri is your savior?"
"Of course," replied Stacie. "You believe it too, don't you Xue?"
"Only when I see it," said Xue.
"Well, in order to test that out, Jerri must have sex with one of us and see if we get pregnant."
"You said it only works if both she and the other partner are willing to have a child," said Eva.
"If Jerri can't produce a child," said Xue, "we'll simply apologize to our fellow members and call it an honest mistake."
"But that means you'll be forced to join us," said Stacie. "You can't leave the Valkyries of Melfa, and that's a big no-no."
"I guess you're right about that," said Eva. "You have all these weapons stashed underneath an ancient base, to which you could start a war."
"Which we intend to do."
"We thank you for your hospitality, but Jerri, my daughter, and I do not intend to stay here for much long. We would really appreciate it if you would release us."
"To release you or not. Xue what do you think?"
"They have seen much of our base," said Xue.
"And they could surmise this location when they come out. Nope, I don't think we can do that."
"We'll fight through you if we have to," said Eva.
"We?" said Jerri.
"Whoa, let's not get violent," said Stacie. "I really don't want too sadden Fanny with bloodshed, so we'll do this instead: Xue and I will leave you guys alone and see you try to get out of this base. How does that sound?"
"You're letting us go like that?" said Eva. "I smell a catch."
"I suppose there are, but we're not telling you what they are."
"I guarantee that you'll be stumped by our electronic security our caught by our guards," smiled Xue.
"So don't cause any trouble for us, and we won't cause any trouble for you three."
"Bye for now."
The two aides left, and Eva slammed herself onto the nearest chair.
"That was uncool," said Jerri.
"I don't care," said Eva. "We have to get out."
"They're really nice people once you get know them."
"You didn't feel that way days ago. God, why can't they be the peaceful kind of a feminist-lesbian cult? You know, like the Dianic Wiccans?"
"You don't want to get involved with those kinds, and I had a couple of regrettable experiences with them."
"Didn't live up their pacifism?"
"It's not that. They were just too damn stuffy. Not enough exciting sex with them."
Before they could approach the reinforced doorway to Hangar 2, Stacie suddenly grabbed Xue right into her bosom and playfully knocked her pelvis with her.
"With the ceremony underway, we should get it on," said Stacie.
Xue pushed her away. "Please. Not now."
"Why not? Are you still worried about that vision?"
"I am, and we of all people should be alert."
"You have a point. Want to make the rounds with me?"
"I'll remain with Francesca."
"I see. Save your energy when I come back. We need to have a hot threesome."
Stacie kissed Xue farewell, and together they entered Hangar 2. Xue sat next to Francesca, who was allowing a nubile girl suck on her fingers, while Stacie walked alongside the wall and into Hangar 1 where all the vertical take-off jets and other weapons were stored. Through the residential barracks, where all the key rooms were, she took an elevator up a long incline and stopped right at the few entrances to the outside. Four guards came to attention, but not in a military fashion. Instead, they pointed their assault rifles at Stacie.
"What are you doing miss?" one of the two guards on her right asked.
"Just making the usual rounds to see if everything's okay," smiled Stacie.
"Everything is fine ma'am."
"By why all this hostility? Do you girls not trust me?"
"We are on high alert. We have to be suspicious of everyone, including you and our priestess."
"I expected nothing short of your vigilance. I'm glad."
The two guards were suddenly gunned down in a few bullets. Stacie motioned her head to the guards on her left to quickly follow her to the control room not far from the elevator shaft. They quickly and quietly killed the staff and set to work in opening the door.
Outside, the rocks shook loose and slid as if they were on tracks to expose a large door at the side of the mountain. It soon opened, and Stacie and two of her cohorts shot up three colored flares into the sky. Thirty minutes later, three small boxy airships touched down and planted at their spots. Each deployed twenty non-Amazon soldiers and two Archon power armor.
A uniformed woman with very short blond-dyed hair that was covered by a beret approached Stacie and her cohorts, who they saluted her presence.
"I told all the operatives inside Lieutenant Cutter," said Stacie.
"Excellent work Captain Lenner," said Cutter. "Now you put on your uniforms. We don't want to confuse you with the enemy."
"Yes ma'am."
They weren't sure if it was an exit to the outside or an entrance to another hangar. Regardless, Eva stood by the access control panel repeatedly entering random numbers of four-digit numbers, while Jerri paced close by in her attempt to calm a wailing Evie.
"Why am I not good with babies?" Jerri asked.
"Shush!" said Eva. "I'm trying to concentrate. Damn! This one doesn't work."
Jerri was the first to hear of a low rumble, but Eva was too absorbed in cracking the code.
"Eva," said she. "We have to clear off."
"Let me get at this for a little while longer."
"Now!"
Jerri grabbed Eva and pulled her far away from the door, which then exploded. Debris of it flew about, and the force caused rocks from the ceiling to fall down. Jerri and her family were well shielded and hidden behind the junk, which was to their advantage because female soldiers and their hulking Archon power armor were ferreting in to blow up the large door to the second hangar. They could now hear screaming, including Francesca's command voice to send out their robots against the enemy that was the Congregational Corporation.
"Of all the times," growled Eva.
"Especially during a two-hundred and fifty-girl orgy," remarked Jerri.
"We really have to get out of here and fast. I'm not getting caught by the likes of my grandmother's rival."
"Or your grandmother."
"THERE SHE IS!" cried a Congregational soldier, accompanied by three others.
Having being spotted, Jerri tossed Evie into Eva's arms, and then leaped over a crate to punch and kick into unconsciousness the soldiers. However, one of them quickly regained her consciousness and aimed her pistol at Jerri. The soldier was then shot down. Jerri turned around and saw Eva holding a pistol that flew out from one of the soldiers' holsters during the fight.
Eva tossed the gun into Jerri's hands, and she then grabbed one of the combat knives to cut apart her robe to create a sling to carry Evie on her bosom.
"There's more coming your way!" Eva cried.
Jerri took cover behind the rubble. "Sorry, but I can't use guns."
"This is no time to be pacifistic!"
"I'm a bad shooter! Look!"
Jerri fired at the five incoming reinforcements and only wounded them at the shoulders, legs, and feet. After depleting the bullets, she tossed the pistol at one of the soldiers' heads, and then went over to beat them down.
"Perhaps it's your eyesight," said Eva.
"I need glasses?" Jerri asked.
Eva finished creating her makeshift sling and slid Evie into it. Grabbing one of the M4 assault rifles from one of the soldiers, she accompanied Jerri in their search for an exit. They then went inside the building and through the back exits that led into a winding tunnel.
Almost a hundred of Francesca's naked and half-naked followers lay dead in Hangar 2, and now the nursery the children were taken into was set on fire after a grenade explosion. The guards on the catwalk were severely reduced in number, and there was hardly any stable platform as bazookas destroyed at least three-quarters of them.
Along with a few of their escorts, Xue frantically accompanied Francesca stage right to an emergency tunnel.
"Damn those Congregationalists," said Francesca. "It was almost as if they knew where we are."
"Or rather, we have traitors in our midst," said Xue. "Priestess, we must launch our warheads at the enemy, or at the very least detonate it while they are here."
"Then we'll have to make our sacrifice then. Everyone, to the control room!"
At a multi-forked pathway, they ran into the enemy down one of the paths. All of the escorts, who valiantly threw themselves in front of Francesca and Xue, were shot down and killed. Xue pushed Francesca aside, and with the assault rifle she got from one of her guards, she shot down the marauding Congregational soldiers.
"Priestess, get up. The way is cleared."
Francesca didn't move. Looking down, Xue saw that a trickle of blood spilled from the left edge of Francesca's mouth. Immediately, Xue mouth dropped down to check if her priestess was stunned, but when her hand touched her bosom she picked up blood from her glittering dark blue robe.
"My priestess," wept Xue.
She heard a gun click. Withholding her tears and sadness for now, Xue spun around and aimed her rifle at the enemy, but instead of seeing an unrecognizable soldier, she saw Stacie in a Congregational uniform.
"Stacie?"
"Xue, I--"
Stacie was shot, and then she fell forward.
"Miss Xue!" Sati cried. "We've been betrayed by her and a few others!"
The noises of explosions and gunfire grew louder, and the armed girl Sati left Xue to fight alongside her comrades.
Stacie was alive, yet gagging into her death. Xue frantically turned her over, and saw that Stacie's left lung was shot.
"It isn't true," wept Xue. "Is it?"
"It is," replied Stacie. "I was sent here to spy on you until a perfect time to attack came."
"Then our love... Was it fake as well?"
Tears fell from Stacie's eyes, and she softly brushed Xue's left cheek with her knuckles. Her right arm became limp, and her head rolled towards the side with a limp.
Cradling Stacie's body in her arms, Xue kissed her, and then held onto her until the end.
They did not where they were going. The tunnels forked and made wide turns that could lead them back where they started, but so far that hadn't happened. Some pathways were blocked by rubble caused by grenade and outside explosions, and it was getting worse. There were paths they could not go down after hearing and seeing the cross insignia of the armbands of the Congregational Corporation, and even seeing the guards of the Valkyrie of Melfa was not welcoming. Jerri and her family wanted to avoid both them as much as possible. Encountering any of them was an invitation to danger.
They reached a wide cavern hallway after feeling that they were pursued by some soldiers. Jerri had always taken point in front of Eva, who acted as firing support, and they were both careful to make sure that their daughter Evie was comfortable. Fortunately, she was quiet though aware of the dangerous environment she was in. It was as if she really knew what was going on.
As they went further down, they saw a pair of Congregational soldiers guarding a metal door. Jerri and her family hid in a niche of a doorway to another room, which they dared not go in lest the noises of the door arouse their enemy. After giving each other silent and nodding expressions, Eva slid from hiding and shot the two soldiers in the head. As the soldiers fell forward, Jerri and Eva made a dash. The doors the soldiers were guarding burst open. Jerri fell behind to take care of the soldiers who were now ferreting out of what looked like a technological control room.
"Eva, keep on going!" Jerri yelled. "I'll catch up!"
"I can't leave without you!" Eva yelled back as she fired at the soldiers.
Though they were ordered to capture Eva, the soldiers fired back, and Eva was forced to hide behind a corner.
With a knife she grabbed from one of the soldiers, Jerri sliced and killed her enemy until she was surrounded by five standing soldiers. Despite having their guns aimed at her, they did not fire. Instead, they waited for a tall and blonde lieutenant to present herself from the control room.
"So you must the lesbian wife of the Nataraja girl," said Cutter.
Jerri did say anything as she remained in her fighting stance. This beret-wearing lieutenant wasn't like the others. Though not an Amazon, she was pretty muscular and agile. Jerri was relatively tall, but Cutter was much taller.
Cutter took off her beret, her side arms, and her jacket. She put herself in the circle formed by her subordinates and took in her Muay Thai stance. She immediately launched herself at Jerri, delivering a hard kick to her shins, and then a hard knee into her stomach. Jerri took in all the pain in order to stab Cutter's side. Cutter leaped back, cracked her neck, and simply took out the knife and tossed it to one of her subordinates.
"Come on bitch," said Cutter. "Give me all you got."
It was taunt designed to distract Jerri's focus. Jerri had too many things on her mind, particularly the fate of her wife and child. They were not in her immediate view, and she worried that they might have been captured. Still, if she could not get past Cutter, she would not proceed.
With one battle cry, Jerri flew in with a double-punch to Cutter's chest, an uppercut to the head, one kick to the stomach, and one to the crotch. Cutter staggered back, but she did not fall. She shook off all the blows and spat out blood that came from the uppercut.
"Is that it?" she asked. "You're just a stringy little twig."
She was right. Jerri's body was built for speed. Although deceptively slender, Cutter's body was built for brute strength. Quickly, she ended the fistfight with just two punches to the face and one hard kick to the stomach. In so much pain, Jerri fell forward, and Cutter placed her in a tight and painful hold. She along with her soldiers turned and faced the corner where Eva disappeared.
"Come on out daughter of Nataraja!" Cutter yelled out. "I know you're there!"
The sounds of Evie's cries reached Jerri's ear. Jerri lifted her head and saw her wife and infant daughter standing in full view at the corner.
Just then, Cutter breaks Jerri's pinky on her left hand. Jerri grunted hard to suppress the pain, but she finally let out her cries when Cutter broke her ring finger.
"I'll break more than that if you don't surrender," said Cutter. "Mrs. Charity would like to see you, so I'd advise you to put down that gun and come forward with your hands up."
"Eva, just run!" Jerri yelled. This prompted Cutter to break the rest of her fingers of her left hand.
Eva became distressed her wife's pain. She had heard stories of a sadistic Lieutenant of the Congregational Corporation who deals well with torture and who had extremely high tolerances of pain.
She put down her assault rifle and raised her hands up as commanded. Then she slowly marched forward.
"Eva..." gasped Jerri.
"Jerri," said Eva. "I'm sorry."
She suddenly grabbed a tight hold on her child, and leapt back. All of a sudden, shooters not affiliated with both the Congregation and the Valkyries appeared right in front of her and killed off all of Cutter's subordinates.
Bullets pierced through Cutter's right thigh and left shoulder, and grazed her right ear and right cheek. Holding Jerri as a shield, Cutter slowly walked backward into the control room.
"I'll go on ahead with Kelly and Farrah," announced Mona, who was now equipped with a technological buster-gauntlet and her right arm. The mono-bike rider Mona Runner and the two mercenaries ran towards the doors that shut between them, and in one punch she pulverized them inward.
"Get back!" Kelly yelled. She pulled Mona away as bullets flew from the control room, which was bigger than Eva had realized. There were a lot more armed soldiers of the Congregational Corporation that was covering for Cutter's escape.
"First squad, move in!" Anila commanded.
Ten of Eva's vessels skillfully dodged the enemy gunfire and quickly killed the soldiers. Noticing an open door leading down a pathway inside the control room, Eva, who had given Evie to Vimala, dashed into it with her Beretta 92FS pistol in hand. Anila caught up to her, and Eva was exchanging gunfire with a few remaining subordinates of Cutter who was making her way up a spiral stairwell of an enclosed intercontinental ballistic missile silo. The hatch was open, and a small airship was lowering a ladder rope down.
"Milady, you must fall back," said Anila. "Allow me to rescue Misses Adams."
"Cutter!" Eva screamed. "Give her back!"
Cutter had taken Jerri up to the top, and had now grabbed hold of rope ladder. With a smile, she was hoisted away, leaving her subordinates to deal with Eva and her vassals. Anila had then shot dead the soldiers with her assault rifle, allowing Eva climb up spiraling stairs and then out of the silo.
She was outside in a flat plateau surrounded by four mountain peaks, whose sides were now on fire due to the bombing and the burning of the brush. The small boxy and utilitarian airship was flying away, while five others continued to drop bombs or soldiers to the many entrances of the Valkyries of Melfa's secret base.
"Milady, get down!" Anila cried as she tackled Eva. A missile screamed right past them and detonated at a safe distance. Eva was careful to prop herself up so she could protecting the two fetuses developing in her womb.
"Anila," said Eva. "We have to call my grandmother."
"Are you sure?"
Eva nodded. "I'm going to get Jerri back, even if I have to wage war against the Congregation."
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