Jessica Cruz found herself lying in sand, but she wasn't at a beach. Her surroundings were that of a long-abandoned graveyard. A broken tower looming overall. The first thing she checked was her Green Lantern ring.
Unfortunately, it was completely out of power. It wasn't unexpected, but Jessica did hope that it would still work here. Suddenly, Jessica heard two women arguing. At the base of the tower was two women, one in black leather, with long wavy black hair and red highlights, while the other was in white lace, with short, curly, blonde hair.
Jessica didn't recognize them, she approached and said, "Who are you, and how did you get here?" They both turned to her, the one in black just scoffed, the one in white said, "Hi there, I'm Sugar and this is Spice. And before we tell you anything else perhaps you should introduce yourself."
Sugar gave an expectant look, and Jessica realized she wasn't getting anywhere without being more polite. She said, "I'm sorry, my name is Jessica Cruz. I asked how you got here because the last thing I remembered was walking down the street before a guy showed up, snapped his fingers, and I was swallowed by some dark fog."
Sugar and Spice looked at each other, then Spice said, "Well, we're here because that bitch, Calendar Girl showed up saying we were going to be a nice present for her man. Then poof we were here, wherever here is. I guessing her man was the guy who ambushed you."
That statement caused Jessica to grow slightly pale, as she realized that they had been so focused on the death and destruction as well as the loss of their friends that they failed to notice any other disappearances. Who knows how many women went missing and they didn't notice just because they weren't fellow heroes.
Jessica then asked, "Do you know how long you've been here?" They shrugged and Sugar said, "I don't know a couple of minutes, we woke up started fighting and then you showed up."
Jessica looked at the sky, it was empty, with nothing to help mark the passage of time. She then looked at the tower, she noticed the bookshelf. Those books might have an answer. Or they would be just decoration.
All three of them entered, good news was the books were real and there was a lot of them, bad news was that half of them were written in a dead language she couldn't identify.
Spice found a generator, and after a few minutes got it working. It roared to life, and then music started playing.
[Sinnerman - Nina Simone]
Jessica was curious as to where it was coming from, but she was focused on a book that was written in English. It was the stories of the killers. She figured that if she read them then she might find a secret or two that could help.
The song ended, and before the next one started, Jessica that she heard someone giving a slight moan. But before it could really register, a new song played.
[Bad Habits - Ed Sheeran]
What was really keeping Jessica's attention was the story of the female killers. There had been no sign that these ladies had ever been summoned or used in Gotham. Then another book caught her attention. It made no sense, it was a journal, but it was talking about how someone had taken over, how they wrestled control from the Entity.
It dawned on her that they had been mistaken about everything. She closed the book and turned to Sugar and Spice to tell them they needed to leave but was left speechless by what she saw. Sugar and Spice lying on top of each other, naked, covered in sweat, and with cum oozing out of their pussies.
Was she really so engrossed with the books that she didn't hear them. A moment of hesitation was broken when she heard a voice say, "Well isn't this interesting." Jessica immediately turned to see the target, standing there with a small smile.
She took a step back, and then she asked, "What did you do to them?!" He laughed and then said, "Nothing they didn't want. Which is why you are so interesting."
The confusion she was feeling must have been showing on her face because the next he did was really confusing. He took a step back, and then he said, "Most women who get this close to me start to lose control of their inhibitions and given in to their desires. But you... you are not scared of me, nor are you in love with me, and I don't harbor hate towards you. So, it must be by your willpower alone that you're taking a stand."
Jessica thought that it some sense, since willpower is a requirement for being a Green Lantern. If she chose to believe him, which she wasn't sure she did. However, that was neither here nor there.
The man smiled and then he said, "I'll give you a choice. You can either become one of my guardians, whose purpose is to protect the people who live here, or I can let you wander around here alone until you slip into madness."
It was obvious what answer he wanted. Honestly, Jessica wasn't sure what to feel. He was offering a way to protect people, but there must be more to that. Some unstated detail that she wouldn't like. Perhaps from the inside she could help get everyone ready for when the rescue eventually comes.
But that plan was based on clearly on misinformation. This man was no servant, but the master of this place. Realizing that there was only one real option, Jessica said, "As your guardian, what would I need to do?"
He took her by the hand, and then pulled in for a kiss. It was so sudden she couldn't resist. Then she felt it, like something was being pulled from her body. She wasn't sure what but didn't feel bad. Then Jessica saw her ring begin to change. It looked rusted, with blood stains, but still felt smooth.
She felt Nicholas's hands travel across her body. Nicholas? Yes, that was this man's name. How did she know, information was pouring into her head. As Nicholas slated his appetite, Jessica was content to just let it happen.
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Xiomara Rojas, aka Crush. Now she would admit that she had issues. Not hard considering who her father is. So, when she was working a job with Red Hood and they found out what happened to Oracle, they both should've known better.
When Red Hood declared that Batman would be to soft to handle the situation properly, Crush didn't hesitate to join him in going to Gotham to crack some skulls. When they got there, Red thought he had a lead with a individual called Calendar Girl, only they got ambushed on the first floor of the building.
She didn't know what happened to Red, only that after she got knocked into a wall, Crush found herself in some abandoned old-west style town. Her strength meant nothing here. She couldn't scale the outer walls or break down the gates.
The lack of booze in the saloon didn't help her. She was about to go crazy and just smashing things at random, when suddenly music started to play.
[Scatman (ski-ba-bop-ba-dop-bop) Scatman John]
Crush immediately tried to find the source, but it appeared to be coming from everywhere. She immediately checked her surroundings, figuring that the music must be so that someone could get the drop on her.
Suddenly, a shadowy figure grabbed her from her blindside. As the figure began to feel her up, she got turned on by the situation. 'Ugh, I really do have some serious issues don't I.' Crush thought, as she began to remove her clothes on her own.
Her eyes were covered so she still didn't see who the mysterious figure was. Not that she minded it. Every position, every touch, and every slap that came from an unknown was exciting. From being pinned to the wall to being on her hands and knees and getting pounded into the dirt, she loved it all.
Now she was bent over something made of wood. A random crate or a window ledge, she didn't know. She was glistening with sweat. Crush didn't know what kind of face she was making, and at this point she didn't care. As searing hot pleasure shot through her lower region, she hit her limit. The last thought she had before blacking out was, 'Best Fuck Ever!'
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Nicholas was sitting on the edge of his bed, a sizable pile of naked women behind him. In front of him was a rather tame and wholesome sight by comparison. Anna and Haddie were sitting at table, in their underwear, eating some food.
Upon returning, all the meals that Nicholas sampled while in Gotham, were now capable of being produced here. Like him, nobody there needed to eat, but it did help hasten their recovery. Some foods were better with the recovery of some over others.
Nicholas noted that while he was out, he should make it a habit of sampling the local cuisine. As he stood up, something felt off. His hunger was slightly better off, but as he got cleaned and dressed for his next outing, he felt like something was different. Like his power expanded.
He decided to look into the how later, his ladies would need time to recover properly, so that meant going out and getting more. A self-fulfilling desire that boasted a never-ending goal. As an experiment, when he created the doors, he thought about a very specific place. One he could get both a bevy of ladies and delicious food in one go.
As he walked through the door, he found on the other side a rural town. It was the middle of the night, the sky looked blood red, however. This was definitely not the place he was aiming for. The sound of gunshots rang out in the distance. As he sent out his crows, Nicholas wondered where he ended up. At first glance the town looked empty. More gunshots rang out in the distance.
Thinking it was better not to get involved in any possible misunderstandings, Nicholas began to walk along the main road out of town. At the city's edge he found a roadblock, and soldiers ready to shoot him if he didn't put his hands up and show they were empty.
A woman came out asking what the commotion was. She had an air of authority about her. Long blonde hair, vibrant blue eyes, and a dark complexion. Her clothes were of a masculine nature and screamed non-military.
The sound of footsteps behind him, caused Nicholas to drop his arms and turn around. A man with a red coat and hat, was walking towards them with an unconscious woman in his arms. He looked at Nicholas then smiled, before looking at the woman who was presumably in-charge and said, "The target is dead and there are no human survivors."
The woman's eyes went wide as she gestured towards both the girl in the man's arms and Nicholas. The man smiled again and said, "As I said, no human survivors."
Nicholas knew what the man was insinuating, he let out a sigh and thought, 'This could be a problem.' As more soldiers showed up, weapons at the ready.