Meanwhile Talia continues her work

A/N: credit to fire zombie for the idea in this chapter.

The Mistress of shadows had not stood idle since Master’s vacation, after all there were still those whom were **** to stay free, simply blending in with the true slaves. Often without any goals other than to stay free. While Talia may be grateful that they’ve stopped opposing Master, it was still unthinkable that they would dare not embrace their new found duty.

This was why she was in a bar, wearing one of Proudwhore’s necklaces that make people accept and believe everything she said, following up on a lead in Japan about one such individuals. It goes without saying she was undercover trying to find this woman.

Though to be frank it didn’t take long, after all those whom weren’t enhanced stuck out like a sore thumb to a trained eye like hers. Today she had found a particularly good bounty, in the form of the alluring Asian Cheshire Cat, whom clearly hadn’t noticed her. Sneaking up behind her she whispered in here.

“Shall we speak in private?” she asked, as the Cat’s eyes became wide at the thought of being caught but the magic made her unable to refuse “come on it’s not like you have any better ideas”

She looked around then sighed deeply, her mind convinced that it was her only option. Talia’s stomach started to perform butterflies, it was moments like these that reminded her when she’d first met Master. How he was busy fucking Mistress Zatanna’s brains out and how enraptured she became with the display. And how much of a defining moment it was, and how it inspired her to become his ****, how her entire life from that point on was in service to Master. Now though she may lack the means to show people what see saw, but she could create that emotion in others.

Alone with her she decided it was time for the fun part “Jade tell me the truth, are you truly Master’s ****?”

“I- we’ll you caught me but your not-“

“You don’t want to escape Jade, you want to tell me why you refuse to joint with Master” prompted Talia, crossing her long legs, likely flashing her lack of underwater to the ex-villain.

“Why? Sorry bitch but I like to think for myself and not be that pervert’s plaything” she scoffed to which Talia felt a flare of anger at the insult to Master, still she was a professional.

“But that’s not the real reason” she interjected “the real reason is-“

A/N: feel free to provide suggestions, both for other characters or for epilogue chapters in motion. Also remember to like, comment and if you’re a writer add your own chapters.