Adonis

Max pulled and struggled trying to free her self from the men holding her.

“Unbelievable isn’t it?” asked Vikki. “The power of my Adonis clones. Perfect build, handsome, and”...

Vikki’s eyes shot open as she saw Max pull her arm with a loud yell sending the clone holding her right arm into the one holding her left. Free, Max grabbed the clone inspecting her barcode by the throat, she punched him thru the face then spun on her heel kicking him in the stomach sending him flying into the wall. The other two clones were back on their feet, but not before Simmons who charged Max, diving her to the ground, Max was too quick, reflex kicking in, she rolled with Simmons’ dive, using his momentum to send him flying, twisting her body into a flawless back flip when landing.

Simmons rose fast turning around only to find Max’s fist hurtling toward his face; with a loud crack it connected with his nose, breaking it again. Simmons went down holding his nose, blood gushing out of it. Max, keen senses on high alert, reacted to the rising clones. She darted toward one of them, leaping off the ground, she lunged her feet into his ribs, breaking them, before using her cat-like reflexes to twist and land. The second clone was on his feet at the ready...

“STOP!” shouted Vikki.

Max turned toward her, stance still ready for any attempt to attack her. One clone stood nearby ready to take Max, the other down an the ground, next to him Simmons crouched holding his bloody nose.

“Very impressive X5-452. Manticore certainly did a fine work with you.”

“Fuck you lady, you want some too?” Max spat.

Victoria just smiled at her.

“You must by now realise you cannot escape, there are around thirty Adonis clones in the building, including, some conclave women.”

Max flinched, knowing she was outnumbered and pretty much totally fucked. But giving up wasn’t an option. Unfortunately for her, Vikki had read her, seen her flinch.

Vikki moved with speed that matched Max’s, she flew in delivering a flurry of quick jabs, Max reacted blocking the shots as they flew in.
Max took advantage of a gap in Vikki’s attack swinging in with an uppercut, effectively connecting with the bottom of her jaw sending her stumbling backward. Vikki was up again flexing her body in a few kicks targeted at Max’s ribs. Again Max was quick on the defensive, blocking everything Vikki through at her, she swung in with her fist, this time catching Vikki in the throat, who went down coughing, gasping for air.

“Hhmph” Max shrugged, “White would be disappointed.”

“Aah” Max yelped feeling a sharp pain at the back of her head. She went down catching herself on her hands, her head spinning from the impact. She looked up to see Simmons standing over her with his gun.

“Bitch” he said, then whapped her across the face with his gun knocking her out.