Tess Tempest Wants Sue's Help

"I'm being blackmailed—threatened really—by a supervillain," Mae said.

Sue Storm blinked. She hadn't expected this. Yet a part of her felt immediate relief. The Invisible Woman knew where she was, when dealing with villains.

"Who?" the heroine asked. "And what do they want?"

"They call themselves the Jackal," Mae said. The naked pornstar frowned. "They broke into the offices a few days ago and stole my entire master archives—I've got off-site backups, but they've installed some kind of ransomware on my computers. They've infected the website, the accounting spreadsheets, my tax records—everything. If I don't get all of that back, I'm ruined. As for what they want..."

The blonde porn star's jaw worked. Her breasts heaved, and she clutched at her knees. Then she raised her head and looked Sue Storm in the eyes.

"They want a superheroine for an adult film. A real superheroine, not just me in a costume. They said...they said they'd supply the other talent, I just had to secure a heroine, the studio, and cameras." Mae let out a sigh. "It needs to happen in two days."

"Why didn't you go to the police?" Sue asked.

Mae stiffened—and then sighed again.

"We had an incident on set, a few years ago," the naked woman confessed. "One of the performers had a heart attack during production. We had a nurse standing by, got them to the hospital, but they were dead when they arrived. We've never released the footage of that shoot. But it turns out our dead performer was the police commissioner's wife. He doesn't know she was here, doesn't know what she was up to. The hospital records only show the ambulance picked her up across the street. The Jackal knows, though. He says if we go to the cops, the commissioner finds out that his beloved wife died taking three cocks at once in the production of No Cunts For Old Men."

Sue Storm blinked and took a slow, deep breath.

"Okay. I'm going to need to know everything—whatever communications you've had with this Jackal, the works. And I might need to call in some friends for help. But I'll help you through this."

"Thank you, Sue," Mae said, and the blonde smiled. "I really appreciate it. Let me get all the paperwork together about those photos—lucky for both of us I kept all of that in hardcopy, eh?"

"Yeah," Sue Storm said, lost in thought. "Lucky."

The Invisible Woman had heard of the Jackal, from Spider-Man. Yet as soon as she had returned to the Baxter Building, she had looked up the costumed villain in all the available databases—the Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D., even the Daily Bugle's archives. She frowned as it became apparent that many people had used that super-alias before; and no doubt this was another such, using the Jackal as a convenient cover for their crimes. Mae had little to go on, unless Sue Storm called in a favor for a hacker extraordinaire to pit against them.

Which left very few options. Sue could call in more help from more street-level heroes—or she could try and handle this all herself. Which would keep the secret of her nude photoshoot a secret. Yet either way, it seemed like the best thing to do was to set up a sting operation. Have a real, life superheroine show up for the adult film shoot, as bait, and then spring the trap closed when the Jackal showed up.

The only question was—which superheroine was going to be the bait?