Lost Cause

I watched in horror as Rahmi fell to earth, while Absorbant hurtled down to catch her. He did, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Amaze clutched my arm, and we both grinned at each other. Then the screaming started. We looked down to see Rahmi was shooting lightning up Absorbant’s nose, his mouth, and into his eyes. She was frying him from the inside.

“Having some problems with your compatriot?” a voice leered. Amaze and I turned to see the man who had reactivated Rahmi’s mind control. I snarled, and my hand closed into a fist, but then I felt intense pain around my neck. I looked down to see lighting around me like a collar. Amaze had one, too, and Rahmi held the leashes.

“Master. I present to you Amaze and Thunderstrike.” Rahmi said deferentially to the man, who gave her a crisp nod.

“Thank you, Jasmine, darling.” the man leered at me and Amaze. He particularly leered at Amaze’s feminine assets. Amaze did have nice assets. She had breasts slightly bigger than average, but WAAYY perkier. Her hips were beautifully curvy, and she was on the slender side. A sharp contrast from Rahmi, the voluptuous Pakistani goddess of a woman. I was revolted when the man pulled Jasmine in for a long, slow kiss. She kissed him back like she loved him, and even though I knew it wasn’t Rahmi, my heart throbbed with misery.

“Duck.” Amaze whispered to me.

“What?” I asked.

“Duck.” she repeated. I did, and she started breathing fire, Jasmine recoiled and yanked the leashes tighter to **** us out, and the man slapped Amaze across the face. She flopped sideways, and kicked out, dropping the man. Jasmine rushed to his side, and Amaze promptly kicked her in the face. Our collars fizzled out, and she grabbed my hand and we ran for the edge of the building and leaped off of it.

———

Amaze let us down at a warehouse and we both collapsed, side by side. She slung her arm over my shoulders, and her right breast pushed into my side.

“You OK?” she groaned in my ear.

“Yeah, I’m good.” I grunted. Amaze rolled off of me, and lay on her back, panting.

“So. They really do control Voltage.” Amaze groaned.

———

Jasmine (formerly known as Rahmi Khan), aka the supervillain Voltage, leaned over the man she loved, distraught. Not only had Thunderstrike and Amaze got away, but they’d knocked her lover ****. Jasmine tenderly wiped a bit of blood off his cheek.

“Jasmine... where are they?” he groaned.

“They escaped.” Jasmine reported numbly.

“It’s OK, my dear.” he soothed. Jasmine helped him to his feet, and watched as his skin turned scaly and bright red, horns twisted out from his skull, and great bat wings unfurled from his back. Jasmine also noticed his ten inch cock was dangling between his legs.

“Daemon is on the case.” he snarled, and launched himself in the air. Like the dutiful woman she was, Jasmine followed.

———

“Hey, Chloe.” I grunted, as Amaze and I climbed weakly into the back of the crime fighting van.

“Hi. Um, there’s something possibly upsetting back at the apartment.” Chloe began, but I cut her off wearily.

“Not right now, please. Right now we need a hotel.” I grunted. Chloe looked back at me, and nodded. I pulled off my suit as Amaze fumbled for her zipper, but one of her arms was so sore it looked like she couldn’t reach. She sighed in frustration and turned to me.

“Thunderstrike, can you unzip me?” she frowned. I nodded, and she lifted her hair and turned away from me, and I unzipped down her suit, and she slid out of it, and I couldn’t quite take my eyes off her pale, gorgeously smooth body clad in just some lingerie. I **** myself to turn away as I tore off my armor with some difficulty, and pulled on jeans and a T-shirt. I handed Amaze some of Rahmi’s clothes, and quickly realized just how much curvier and bustier Rahmi was when the clothes barely fit Amaze at all.

“Oof.” Amaze sighed as she hoisted up the jeans which were skintight on Rahmi. Chloe glanced back and tossed a pair of her own jeans back and Amaze put those on. Chloe was a little curvier than she was, but the jeans fit at least. Then, Amaze tied Rahmi’s shirt up and showed off a bit of her midriff, and ran her hands through her blond hair, unruly and tangled it was from the flight, lightning, and just general hair stuff.

“So. I’m Paige Whitaker.” Amaze extended her hand.

“Jeremiah Hall. But you can call me Jeremy.” I introduced myself, and shook Amaze’s outstretched hand.

“Good to meet you, Jeremy.” Amaze smiled, and put on some standard glasses that made her look even prettier. I blinked and looked away as Paige took a seat opposite me in the van. I grabbed her discarded suit and mine and stashed them in the locker.

“This work?” Chloe called. I leaned forwards to see a standard motel on the outskirts of Monarch City. I was about to say yes when Paige cut me off.

“Next one.” she said firmly, and Chloe kept driving without a word. Paige and I sat back down, and Paige sighed.

“So. The Dyad controls Voltage now. That’s not good. I’ve heard rumors supervillains are disappearing off the sheets, but now I’m wondering if the Dyad’s got them. To stop people like us.” Paige said.

“Rahmi’s not a supervillain!” I protested. Paige put her hand on my leg.

“She is now.” she said softly.

“But, we can free Rahmi, right?” I asked hopefully.

“Yes. But the city will never trust Voltage again. She killed Absorbant, one of the most likeable heroes in Monarch City. Chloe pulled into a much shabbier motel, and I grabbed one of the spare license plates and swapped them out. Hopefully stall Rahmi. Paige grabbed my hand as we followed Chloe into the motel’s ‘lobby’. I chanced a glance at the gorgeous blond, but she wouldn’t meet my eyes.

“Hi. We’d like a room.” Chloe smiled. The clerk, an elderly man blinked at the three of us.

“Arrangements?” he croaked.

“Two queens.” Paige smiled sweetly. The man nodded and handed Chloe a key. We headed back out and walked down to the room, which was on the first floor, with easy parking lot access. Paige dropped my hand after the door shut.

“Sorry, had to sell the story.” Paige said, and I almost believed her. I would have, actually, if she had looked at me even once while she was holding my hand.

“Yeah, no problem. So I guess you and Chloe are bunking?” I asked.

“I’d prefer my own bed.” Chloe smirked at me.

“I’m fine with sharing.” Paige smiled. I nodded.

“We can share, then.” I agreed. Chloe winked at me once Paige turned her back.

“So. We need to come up with a working plan to stop the Dyad. And fast.” Paige sighed, perching on the edge of our bed.

“Hm. I think we need to understand Jeremy’s new powers first.” Chloe said. I must have looked surprised because she responded with ‘I do watch the news’.

Paige nodded.

“Yeah, I’m excited to see your capabilities.” she smiled.