by Jamie Hawke
Supers: Ex Gods 2
Jamie Hawke
Editors
Diane Newton
Tracey Byrnes
SUPERS: EX GODS 2 (this book) is a work of fiction.
All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Sometimes both.
Complete Book is Copyright (c) 2018 by Jamie Hawke (of Double Down Press).
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of Jamie Hawke.
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
About the Author
Author Notes
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1
“We have her,” Navani said, bursting in on me in the ship’s shower. It was funny to call it a shower, as it looked like a waterfall in a simulated jungle, but the point remained that I was standing there, showering, when she burst in. She smiled, seeing that fact, and I didn’t think she felt bad about barging in on me one bit.
“Have who?” I asked, hands over my crotch. Not that she hadn’t seen it plenty, but I always felt weird being the only one nude in a room. Water continued to cascade over my shoulders, making it hard to hear, so I stepped out, moving for my towel. “Were we looking for someone?”
“The Blue Lady,” she replied.
“Wait…” I knelt, grabbed my towel, and wrapped it around my waist. “You’re saying, the one from the images we got of Chad when he blew up the prison ship, that Blue Lady? She’s here?”
“Not here, but yes. It’s the same one, and we know where she is. I have the ship on course to intercept now.” She grinned at my towel, stepping up to me and sliding her hand in to caress my cock, and took a deep breath. “How would you like that, hmm? Her blue mouth around your cock, her blue fingers caressing your balls?”
“I’m… not sure how to answer that.”
She laughed, flicked my dick back and forth playfully, and then spun on her heels to exit. “Think about it, Drew. I need you fantasizing about her in your sleep so that, when it’s time, you’re ready.”
“Wait, how?” I asked. “How’d you find her?”
“She was one of the sisters, or is.” Navani stood in the doorway, beaming. “When she was imprisoned, tracking her would have been a bitch. But now that she’s out, it works like the rest.” Walking tall and proud of herself, she exited.
I shook my head at how weird this all was. Navani was, by all accounts, my lover, but not the only one. She’d led an intergalactic mission to snatch me up because of my DNA, and now had a mission to find her half-sisters, who were scattered around the universe, so that, as the prophecy went, I could try and impregnate them to create the child that would grow up to be able to take on the ultimate enemy—the Nihilists, in another dimension.
Thinking about it made my head spin, though having just finished with a hot shower and then Navani’s gentle caress causing the blood to flow south probably contributed to that sensation as well. If nothing else, it amped up my powers slightly.
Before she reached the door, I called out after her, “Any luck with Goros?”
She paused there, looked back, and shook her head. “We’ll find our way into their dimension, but he’s being a real piece of shit. Somehow, we’ll make him talk.”
“Copy that,” I said, let down.
Lamb was gone, , but we thought she’d possibly been taken to the same place that we’d find my brother, Chad. We’d seen imagery of him leaping into some sort of black hole portal with some ladies, and believed it was the same dimension the Nihilists had come from. Lamb had told us that the Citadel had the answers, before her remaining essence had kind of faded, leaving behind only an A.I. that we called Mini Lamb. The A.I. got us around, but wasn’t anything like the real Lamb. She didn’t have personality, but had been doing a good job of keeping us on course for the Citadel.
“Now that we’ve located the Blue Lady,” I said, looking up to see Navani still standing there, one hand on the doorway as she looked at me contemplatively, “you’re putting the Citadel on hold?”
“We know it’s key, but don’t know how to use it to get to their dimension,” she pointed out. “What good would it be going there, if we can’t make use of it?”
I frowned, not liking that answer one bit. “We have enough sisters, and now that you’re preg—”
“Shh,” she came over again, putting a finger to my mouth and taking me by the hand. “Didn’t I tell you? Keep it quiet for now. Please. At least until we know for sure.”
Her other hand went to her belly—not showing in the least yet, even if she claimed it was.
“Fine,” I said. “But my point is, we have you, Threed, Sacrada, and Sakurai. What do we need another sister for?”
“Aside from the fact that two of the four won’t sleep with you yet?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “You really need to be working on that, by the way.”
“Yes, I’ll seduce them ASAP. Can we focus?”
She stared at me with her completely blue eyes, like seeing into my soul. “You’re destined for greatness. You’ll father the child that will save us all, while becoming one of the Elders of the Citadel yourself. But we need to ensure that the child makes it, and trusting on my womb alone isn’t enough. Keep trying.”
“Why is it that your pep talks scare me more than they motivate me?”
“How’s this for a pep talk?” She took her hand from her belly and caressed my shaved head, which she knew I loved. It had that tickling effect that sent a shiver through my body. “When you have us all, imagine the four of us, plus the Blue Lady… all of us caressing your skin, our mouths on your cock, tongues on your balls. Imagine it, your face pressed into my breasts,” she leaned forward, pressing her chest against mine, “and then you’re having your way with us, all of us. I’m stroking your cock as Sakurai bends over for you, then I take those pink panties of hers and lower them, sliding you inside. Imagine Sacrada, watching and touching herself, and then maybe Threed moves in, helping her—”
“Ah, ruined it,” I said with a laugh.
“Not into Threed anymore?”
“It’s not that. The crazy bitch is hot, of course. It’s just Sacrada would tear her fucking head off if the woman tried to touch her.”
“Ah, true,” Navani said, pushing me away and frowning, hands on her hips. “Fine, think about it this way—we’re going up against the biggest baddasses in the universe, including Ranger and possibly more of those Nihilists we had to fight back there with Goros. You don’t want a stronger army when we do? You don’t think the Blue Lady, with her crazy powers, would be helpful in that war?”
“I liked your other argument more,” I admitted. “But yes, of course she would be.”
“Good, so join me in the excitement when I say we’ve found her, and tha
t we’re going after her. It’s not so out of the way to the Citadel. We simply pick her up on the way. No biggy.”
“No biggy, huh?” I laughed. “Color me skeptical, but I’ll believe that when we have her onboard, her blue skin pressed up against my nude body, and we’re arriving at the Citadel as I cum inside of her. Until then, all of this sexy talk and defeating enemies bullshit is a wild dream.”
She glared, pointed at me, and said, “Have a little faith, dick,” before storming out of the room.
Okay, so maybe she was right. I needed to believe. She’d gotten me this far, and already introduced me to some fun with her, Threed, and, oddly enough, the kind of A.I. version of Lamb when there was still some of the real version of Lamb in it. Now, we had Sacrada and Sakurai, and both had hinted at wanting to get it on with me, so… why were there so many doubts running through my head?
I finished drying off and dressed, determined to change my mindset on this. Sure, I’d been a Marine in space, giving orders and kicking ass. But this wasn’t the part of space I was familiar with, and it certainly wasn’t the circumstances I was used to.
As I fastened my biotech armor and headed for the bridge, I was already starting to see the image in my mind—me and my ladies arriving at Ranger’s doorstep, knocking, and then slamming him in the face with a plasma rifle when he opened up to see who it was. Not the most realistic of day dreams, but hell, I was on a ship full of hot ladies who I was not only supposed to fuck, but getting a hard time about not fucking fast enough. It was already like a crazy-ass dream.
All of that aside, I entered through the sliding door, gave Threed a nod when I saw her playing Cat’s Cradle with a glowing green string, and continued to where Navani stood watching the display as we were rerouted.
“I’m ready,” I said.
“Good, because we might have a problem,” she replied, not looking my way but swiping her hand through a holo display so that the screen in front of us changed. It zoomed in on a planet, and my throat contracted with the ‘oh shit’ feeling that came over me.
What I was seeing on the display was a city made up of octagon shapes and a floating oasis here and there, all being torn up by a war. The majority of the fighting was what I was used to from my time in the Marines—shots fired, artillery rounds causing body parts to go flying, smoke covering a battle field. Tall billboards flashed news footage as drones zoomed about capturing it all, and I could already imagine the elites of this planet somewhere watching, sending down orders to their minions. But what still got my heart pumping even after my recent adventures was the sight of the various supers and the extra level of chaos they brought to the battle field. Not everyone here was supers, or at least they didn’t all seem to have powers, but the ones who did were sending blasts of lasers and walls of fire at their opponents. As we watched, one caused rocks to rise up from the ground and barrage a group of armed soldiers with such ferocity that the rocks either exploded on impact or penetrated flesh. Another seemed to be melting bodies with his touch, and either there was a crazy storm brewing, or a super was calling down the elements.
“We’re going into that?” I asked, shocked.
“We’re going into that!” Threed said over my shoulder, and I turned to see her grinning wide. “Fun as fuck! And I mean the good kind of fuck, like fucking Drew here, not the… well, you know. Other kind.”
“Yeah, that’s what I was going for,” I said with a nervous laugh. I turned back to Navani and she met my gaze.
“If you’re really up for it?” she said.
I turned back to the display, watching the carnage and chaos, and nodded. If the Blue Lady was one of the sisters and possibly one of the keys to saving the universe, I supposed we didn’t have a choice.
“Let’s go get her,” I said, and Navani nodded appreciatively while Threed let out a whoop at my side, then slammed me in the shoulder with a punch that would’ve knocked out most normal men.
“This is going to be so much fun!” Threed said, then ran off through the door, “I’m going to tell the others!”
After a minute, I turned to Navani and said, “She’s fucking insane.”
Navani nodded. “But at least she’s on our side.”
I couldn’t agree more. And soon, I hoped, the woman who’d caused the carnage we were seeing on the screen would be on our side too. Heaven help us if she was against us.
Suddenly she appeared on the screen, metal warping around her as she moved, her body propelled forward as her eyes darted back and forth, clearly searching for someone. As much as I was curious about her and whatever she was up to, I was equally aroused. While before I’d seen an image of her and simply thought of her as a force of destruction, now I was watching the way the cloth around her waist rippled in the wind, how her outfit was pressed tight to her body. Her nipples stood out, erect, the cloth between her legs snug, and it was almost like seeing her nude.
Damn, I was excited and couldn’t wait to get her on the team.
2
Although we were already heading for the war-torn planet, I pulled Navani aside and leaned in, my voice hushed.
“Are you sure about this?”
“My mission has always been to bring in all the sisters and give this the best chance of success we can,” she replied, one hand on her stomach, though no sign of pregnancy was showing yet.
“But that’s what I mean,” I protested. “Aren’t we cutting ourselves off at the knees here? Or, I don’t know, somehow leading ourselves into self-sabotage? You might already be there, and we’re going to let you ride right into the middle of a war that could easily result in any or all of us dying.”
She nodded, bit her lip, and took my hand in hers. “The moment we abandon one of us is the moment we abandon all of us.”
I frowned, not following that in the least. “Well, you’re staying on the ship and that’s that. I can’t risk—”
“Okay.”
“Okay?” I was caught off guard, totally expecting a fight.
“In part I agree with you—if I actually am…” She paused, giving Sakurai a polite smile that wasn’t returned as the woman passed by. When she was out of earshot again, Navani finished, “…am pregnant, then we can’t risk the baby. But also because I’ve been messing around with Lamb’s work, and I think I’m close to something. If I can have some uninterrupted time to really dig in, we might end up one step closer to our goal. There’s also the chance that, with the Blue Lady’s help, we can find out what really happened to Lamb and how to bring her back, if possible.”
“Yeah?”
She nodded.
“Let’s make it happen then, but one thing…”
“What’s that?”
“She’s got to have a better name than the Blue Lady, right? I mean, something like Jen even. Come on.”
Navani chuckled. “That’s her self-appointed super name. I refused to take one on, because I’m what’s seen as a bit of a rebel around here. In a way, supers who go with names like “Big Guy” or “Blue Lady” are making statements as well. I remember there was even a super who officially named himself “Well Hung,” but nobody would use it, especially after some pics got out that showed the name certainly didn’t fit.”
“Unfortunate.”
“Indeed.” She leaned in and added, “You want to know more about that? Rumor has it that Threed was the one who took the pics.”
“Lucky me,” I replied with a laugh, not surprised by that at all. “But I’ll pass.”
“Your loss,” she said with a wink. “Should we get back to the deck? Landing in this place is likely to be treacherous.”
“Good point.”
We headed back, but on the way I stopped and had a thought. “You’ll be okay with Goros on board?”
She scoffed. “He’s not going anywhere. The punk was merely a footnote in the history of what we’re about to accomplish, a stain on—”
“Okay, got it,” I interrupted. “But, be careful. Stay safe and all that.”
“Yeah, you too. And all that.”
She took the controls and we began our descent. The first explosion went off fairly close, causing us to change course but not affecting the ship’s shields. The next was worse, and when the tornadoes hit, we went into evasive-action mode. Navani was at the controls. I wasn’t sure if it had anything to do with her locator sight, but she was a flying machine. The ship twisted through waves of attacks that might not have been meant for us, but would’ve killed us just as easily as if they were. At one point a ship nearly hit us from behind and Sakuarai started cursing up a storm, but then Threed grinned and said, “Watch this,” and a second later there were a couple of copies of Sacrada flying out there, distracting any would be attackers.
“Maybe only copy me with permission, as a general rule?” Sacrada said.
“Shut up and let her save our asses,” Navani interjected. “This isn’t as easy as it looks. And on that note, you might have to jump out while I’m still moving.”
“What?!” we all said at once.
“Otherwise we’ll be sitting ducks. At least this way I can lead them away from you all as you run for cover.”
“We’re not jumping out of a moving ship,” Sakurai protested, turning to her sister for backup, but Sacrada wasn’t worried about it, with her wings and speed.
“Unless you want to land a mile out and run in, and risk losing her.” No response came, and then Navani lowered the ship almost into a nose-dive, pulling up at the last second. “Now!” Navani yelled, and there was no room for argument.