CHAPTER 10
[Amanda]
I thought you said that my chances of success were high?!
HUD: AFFIRMATIVE. HOWEVER, YOUR CURRENT OPPONENT'S ABILITY TO PROJECT FORCE FIELDS WAS UNEXPECTED. I HAVE AUTOMATICALLY REDUCED YOUR OPTIC BLAST OUTPUT IN ORDER TO AVOID THE POSSIBILITY OF EXCESS ENERGY REFLECTING OFF YOUR OPPONENT'S SHIELD AND CAUSING COLLATERAL DAMAGE.
Great, so now all I can do is keep her occupied? No other powers?
HUD: EVOLUTION IS INCOMPLETE. OTHER CAPABILITIES WILL COME ONLINE OVER THE NEXT HOUR.
Fuck!
Just as Amanda had finished the thought, she noticed a group of black clad figures on the pool deck out of the corner of her eye.
Damnit. More reinforcements?! Wait, I might not be able to effectively deal with this bitch, but I sure as hell should be able to cream the rest!
"Rachel! Let's swap dance partners! Take the blonde, I'll deal with her back-up!"
Without waiting for Rachel to respond, Amanda immediately turned her attention to the approaching figures. After the humiliation she had suffered under her male assailant, she instinctively turned her anger on the men in the group. Focusing her mind, she let her anger bubble out of gut and spew forth from her eyes.
There was a flash of pure golden light and a millisecond later the two men in the group were smoking torsos, everything above the waist having been burned off by Amanda's optic blasts.
Now that's more like it!
The remaining two women in the new group immediately took evasive action, moving with blinding speed to keep out of Amanda's field of view. One dashed left, the other right.
OK, gotta pick one...
Amanda decided to stick with the redhead and went right. Her target had scooted round the side of the apartment, keeping a wall between them. Having memorised the layout of the floor as part of her job as head of security, Amanda knew that there was nothing critical along this wall and unleashed her optic blast in a sweeping cut across the entire right section of apartment at waist level. She was rewarded by a wail of pain and her opponent came tumbling into view, upper body on fire.
Hmmph, you must be pretty tough to have survived that...
HUD: WARNING! THREAT LEFT!
Amanda turned and instinctively unleashed a short burst of golden fire to ward off the attack. But the blonde was fast and ducked underneath, before stepping right into Amanda and delivering a powerful uppercut.
Amanda jaw snapped shut and her head snapped back. Her vision closed in as she almost blacked out. The punch drove her straight into the air, cracking her forehead against the ceiling, before she came tumbling down in a heap. Her opponent grabbed her under both arm pits and lifted her up like a rag doll. She was a pretty blonde with striking green eyes and a hot mouth that every man dreams their mistress would have so that he could wrap it around his cock every night. The black body suit left little to the imagination, and the blonde obviously packed a body to match her looks.
"That's an impressive power you have there. I think I'll take it." And before Amanda could utter a word, the blonde pressed her full lips against the cleft between Amanda's breasts and sucked. Amanda experienced something she could not describe. It was like her soul was being sucked out of her through her chest.
"What you doing?! Let me go! Take your lips off me! Ahhhhh!" Amanda screamed in pain, her body going limp as the strength left her and the world went black.
[Rachel]
When Amanda suggested she take down the force field wielder instead, Rachel did not hesitate. The moment Amanda turned those deadly eyes of hers towards the balcony, Rachel launched her attack.
Her evolution had continued during the last hour of humiliation, and her powers were now greater than ever. She spun full circle, fanning her blood red hair in a sweep towards the blonde. Millions of strands within those luxurious locks immediately detached themselves and shot towards her opponent. The blonde immediately threw up her shield. But instead of striking against it, each of Rachel's red strands lengthened in mid-flight and began wrapping themselves around the force field. Within seconds, the blonde was wrapped in red cocoon! The blonde was trapped within her own force field.
"Now... squeeze."
And having received the thought command from their mistress, the hair fibres began compressing the force field. Each of the millions of strands had the tensile strength of a suspension bridge cable. Combined, it was like being crushed in a bear hug by a car compacter. The blonde managed to resist for several moments, before her shields failed and her body imploded with sickening sounding pop.
Just then, Rachel heard the red head Amanda had set on fire scream. She spun around and was shocked to see the other blonde attacker kissing Amanda between both breasts as Amanda wailed weakly in protest.
"Let her go!" yelled Rachel, preparing to intervene when the blonde suddenly dropped Amanda unceremoniously to the floor and turned to face Rachel. When Rachel realised what had just happened, she could not evade in time.
Gold fire burst out from the blonde's eyes straight at Rachel. Her hair immediately fanned out to shield her from what would have been an excruciating death, and thankfully she survived the attack with nothing more than a few thousand singed hairs.
Shit! That was close! Now all I have to do is blindside her and... Oh no.
To Rachel's dismay, the red head that Amanda had set on fire had gotten to her feet. It seemed that she had amazing regenerative abilities as her wounds had completely vanished, leaving behind milky smooth naked skin from the waist up. Her hair was still growing back and only a short bob had reappeared, but the red head was nonetheless quite a looker with piercing features and C-cup melon-shaped boobs.