For their ego, many of them brought trophy women along with them for the night. It was a sign of power. These particular men had money, and they wanted to be recognized as the most powerful men in the world.
This whole setting could never be accomplished unless under the watchful eyes of the modern-day American government, the Y-Wood Corporation.
It didn’t take long for Brin to recognize the representative from such a Corporation as she and her short Chinese date entered a grand eating chamber.
That particular gentleman, a nerdy type, small in stature with black-rimmed glasses and thinning brown hair, had with him clone-like androids that were recognizable by the bright glow of their creepy green eyes. Brin would avoid them at all costs.
The individual she sought was also here; the tall, thin Doctor Von Stockheim, the German surgeon with the crooked nose.
As the meal of chicken cordon bleu and many side dishes came to an end, the Corporation representative, Aaron Steele, thanked all the guests, especially Dr. Von Stockheim, for all the work they had been doing and everything they had accomplished.
The good doctor stood up next.
“Thank you all for being here. I, too, would like to thank the Y-Wood Corporation and Mr. Steele for all their support. I know that President Marcou would be pleased at what we have achieved, and I expect even more progress in the years to come.”
Everyone knew this would never be taking place without the full support of the Y-Wood Corporation. They, of course, were funding the project, and they were certainly receiving funds back in return.
Dr. Von Stockheim continued. “We are able to take some of these women, those going nowhere and living on the streets, and make something of them. We make them into pliable, sexy, obedient, I think gorgeous people.” He paused while the guests all clapped in approval.
“We give you a companion of your uttermost desire, and they themselves get to live on and be useful in society. This, my friends, is the core mission of the Change Princess Project.”
Brin, who was trying to be casual while picking at her strawberry shortcake dessert, almost spat out some of the cream upon hearing such craziness.
She quickly grabbed her napkin and dabbed at her lips.
The doctor went on to explain more about the project, which was disgusting in its own right. Brin could eat no more.
A sample of one of the women that was created now appeared from a side door. She came out wearing a very sexy purple corset, garter belt, and thong outfit. She also wore glossy yellow thigh-high boots.
She was a manufactured blond, very beautiful in the face, and sculpted physically to perfection. The oddest part, though, was her mind. The thing seemed pleased at the scenario before her and the fact that she was present at such a party. She smiled and acted obediently as she paraded about for all to see.
The manufactured woman walked about the room, stopping at the various tables as men and women touched her all over. This was a showcasing for their next perfect girlfriend, and Brin found it hard to watch.
When it ended, the party moved to a ballroom-like dance area where couples mingled about, danced, and made many business transactions on the spot. The demand for these young girls was obviously extremely high.
The brains behind this entire operation was the German doctor, and it was time for Brin to put an end to this debacle.
Brin’s Chinese date clearly had other ideas as he led her onto the dance floor, pressing his pelvis into her right away and fondling her butt.
As she had planned all along, Brin led him to one of the side rooms, which had been set up as sex spots for couples and anyone wanting to test out the Princess cyborgs.
Brin had to get rid of him somehow, so she guided the horny Asian man to a chamber down the hallway. He made no attempt to hide how rough he intended to be with her.
He pushed her onto the bed and demanded, “Take your dress off and expose yourself to me. Touch yourself…GET EXCITED FOR ME TO HAVE YOU.”
Reluctantly doing as he had instructed, she went to the bed and lifted her dress up before opening her legs to him. He could barely contain his excitement as he pounced on her and lowered himself down to kiss her. What he hadn’t expected, was when she wrapped her arms around his neck and connected her hands under his larynx. He struggled to get free as she clamped her legs around his waist and crossed her ankles over his back.
She squeezed the life out of him in a guillotine hold, causing him to pass out in no time at all. As she tossed him down on the bed, she realized he smelled like he’d showered in a really bad cologne. She was happy to get rid of him.
After leaving the playroom and the unconscious man behind, a couple passed her in the hallway. It looked like a Middle Eastern man with a Princess girl.
Brin then found herself entering into another chamber that looked to be a museum of some sort. It was small and mostly full of statues and portraits. Low and behold, a curved sword gleamed at her from where it hung on the far wall. It was a weapon she was already proficient with.
Since she could not conceal her own blade in order to bring it with her, this one made a great choice of weapon for the evening.
Brin hid the sword behind a large flower pot at the entrance door before making her way back inside the ballroom.
It was there she saw the doctor. Her appearance today was totally different than when he first saw her. She had done herself up, and her “new look,” unless someone looked really closely, would make it hard for anyone to recognize her. Brin avoided the doctor as he turned to entertain guests.
Many of the men in the ballroom noticed she no longer had a companion and slowly moved in to try and mingle with her. Some perhaps wanted to suggest a side room rendezvous.
She eased away from the gathering of males and around to where Doctor Von Stockheim was speaking with other associates. She was good at eavesdropping, especially when hidden among a crowd of drooling men, so she was able to listen in on his conversation with ease.
She mentioned that her companion was in the bathroom to anyone who tried to get too close.
The doctor eventually announced that he was leaving, heading out for the evening, and as she watched him, he made his way out of a different doorway and down an empty hallway—alone. Quickly grabbing her blade, she followed him down the hall and through a marble archway.
As he exited the building and walked out to the street, Brin slipped out of a side door and kept him in her sight.
An SUV immediately pulled up at the curb, and a tall rugged guy stepped out and opened the back door for the doctor.
Brin, who was now standing in the alleyway, ducked into the shadows when the doctor and his driver both turned to look at her. “I think we have company,” the driver said to the doctor. More men then leaped from the black SUV. Brin stepped forward.
Dr. Von Stockheim took a long hard look at the woman standing before him in a sparkly green dress. “What are you doing here, following me? I recognize you now, dear. I believe you’re the pretty little thing from a while back in the hospital?” He motioned for his men to surround her.
“I guess you finally came back so that we may proceed with your surgery,’’ he added as the guards apprehended her.
And that’s when all hell broke loose.
From the shadows of the alleyway, several women appeared.
One, a straight-haired blond, strong is physique with cat-like eyes, began firing at the men before they even had time to lift their rifles. Two of the four instantly dropped to the turf. Another, a curly-haired blond who moved with grace, came at the backside of the other two men and sliced deep across the backs of their thighs, dropping both men to their knees.
Although unable to stand, these two tough men still had their rifles and prepared to fire just as another woman jumped from above. She shot their asses as soon as her boots touched the ground, so neither of the men had chance to fire so much as a single shot. This third mystery woman had diamond studs in her
cheek and the same brown colored hair as Brin.
The German doctor now stood alone as the three killer women inched closer to him.
Brin was amazed at how these women appeared, apparently out of nowhere, and disposed of his guards so quickly. She ran in front of the ladies and pointed her sword at the doctor’s face.
Von Stockheim was not so impressed. He scowled at the gathering of females in the alleyway and asked, “Who are you women? What is the meaning of this?” He slowly backed up to the SUV and reached for its back door. Brin mirrored his every step. “Do any of you realize who I am?”
Before anyone could offer an answer to his questions, Brin drew her curved blade across the throat of the evil doctor, slicing deep through the delicate tissue and arteries.
The others looked to one another with an “Oh well, I guess that’s that” kind of expression, but then a huge red and gray drone appeared above the women with a loud siren sounding over and over like a warning. Then the drone announced, “You have violated a law of the Y-Wood Corporation. Throw down your weapons or die.” A bright spotlight shone down on all four women as the drone hovered in the sky above them, humming with each shaky maneuver. Two huge arms protruded from the drone and brandished rocket-like weapons, which turned to point right at them.
But then another ship appeared; one that looked like some sort of flying Hummer. The second space vehicle rammed right into the drone with a loud blasting sound that boomed through the air, causing everyone below to drop to the ground in fear of any falling debris from the mighty collision.
The drone’s wings snapped away amid a blast of electric sparks. Spinning wildly and leaving a trail of black smoke in its path, it then exploded in midair with a colossal boom. Meanwhile, the Hummer ship which seemed to have survived the smash undamaged, slowly lowered to the ground in front of the women.
The straight-haired blond woman looked to the young girl with the bloody sword in her hand and said, “You got balls, kid, but you better come with us.”
The noise of the crash and subsequent explosion had brought many of the curious partygoers out on to the street to find out what was going down.
Before Brin had a chance to process everything that had just happened; a chorus of excited barks suddenly erupted from the darkened alleyway. The crowd of people began to part in two for an as yet unseen force charging between their legs.
“Bud?” Brin said, watching in amazement as her canine companion blasted through the front of the crowd and galloped towards her and the group of women. “How on earth did you get here?”
A loud bark and an enthusiastic wagging of his tail confirmed his answer. “Don’t worry, Bud. There’s no way I’d be leaving you behind!” assured Brin as she knelt down to pat his head.
The blond woman then bolted towards the Hummer ship and ran up its narrow runway, which was now extending out into the alleyway. Inside, a young woman with a funky blue hairstyle was sitting in the pilot’s seat. She gave a wicked grin to the other women and said, “How did you like that for an entrance? I’d say it was sweet as sugar! Who we got here? What’s your name, girl? And who’s the fur ball?”
Brin and her trusty friend followed the group of women onto the ship moments before it zoomed off into the sky. She tried to calm her emotions with a few short breaths and answered, “My name is Brin, and this is my sidekick, Bud. And can I ask, who in the world are you people?”
The curly-haired blond smiled as the blue-haired pilot shouted, “You don’t know who we are?”
She shook her head and warned everyone to hold on tighter as the ship tilted and gathered speed.
As the ship settled, she went on. “Well, let me introduce you.” She first pointed at the straight-haired blond. “Right, that is Raegan. She's our leader, smart as hell, and she can kick some serious ass too. Next to her we have Chaya, the cool diamond-studded one. In truth, she’s a mean motherfucker. And lastly, meet curly hair over there. Her name’s Jansa, and she’s always saving people’s asses. Oh, and as for me, I’m Blu. As a team, well, you’re in the presence of the Mystical Slayers.”
Brin’s face lit up as though she’d just hit the jackpot. Blu then added, “And you, my dear, have created quite an uproar!”
Brin was beyond words. Somehow, someway, as fate would have it, everything she had done had drawn the attention of the freedom fighting Sisterhood she so dearly wanted to be part of.
Smiling briefly at Bud, she was able to mutter but a few words. “Where are…where are we going?”
Chaya looked to Raegan, then Jansa, then to Blu, and lastly to Brin. Smiling, she simply stated, “We’re going home.”
-THE END
© Michael W. Huard 2018 all rights reserved
Personal note from Michael:
Well, you made it to the end of my little story! I hope that means you enjoyed it. I would just like to thank you for giving me your valuable time to try and entertain you. I am blessed to have such a fun job, but I can only do this because of people like you; people kind enough to give my books a chance. I am very grateful for that. If you enjoyed this short story, be sure to grab all the wonderful Mystical Slayers books I will list for you below.
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Michael W. Huard is a dreamer, a lover of words, and someone with an endless imagination. He’s a long-time martial artist and simply a human being on a voyage in time.
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