Cheer Raider & SABRE Panther: CF

She opened her window and climbed outside, and immediately went into a round off back handspring full twist layout. When she landed, she looked around and discovered she was still in her front yard. "What the hell? Sugarshine, why am I still here?"

"I don't know," the pony replied from the window. "Maybe it's the same reason I haven't detected Cassandra's presence this entire time. I suspect that's because she's not threatening the city, just you and Matt."

"Jennifer to Matt. Where did she take you? Matt? Can you hear me? No answer. Dammit. Now what?" Jennifer wondered. She climbed back into her room and examined the photos on her phone again. "I can see boxes of food at the edges of the photos she sent. It looks like she has him in a walk-in freezer, like at a restaurant. Fuck."

"How many restaurants are there in town?" Sugarshine asked.

"Too many to check one by one," Jennifer answered. "Alright, think. If Matt were here, how would he find himself? Track his phone? But I don't know how, and it would take too long to get the police to do it. Cassandra's probably thought of that anyway and done something to it after she called. Wait. Panther could do it. With those microscopic pilot robot things in his head, Panther must always know where he is."

"But we can't talk with Panther, only Matt does," Sugarshine pointed out.

"Maybe there's a way around that. I have an idea. Fly to Artemis Base and get into Panther's cockpit. Tell me when you get there. I'm going to drive downtown, that'll get me closer to most of the restaurants then I am just sitting here."

"Okay!" Sugarshine said, and flew out the window, disappearing into the night sky.

- - -

"Sorry about that, but I had to go back into the kitchen to get any bars on your phone and let Cheer Raider know what we're doing," Cassandra said as she reentered the freezer.

"The fr-fr-freezer acts as a Fa-Fa-Faraday cage," a shivering Matt stuttered out.

"Whatever that means," Cassandra scoffed. "Now, where were we? Oh right, fucking. I really don't know what she sees in you, but I guess you've got an okay cock." She settled back down onto him cowgirl style, and rubbed his cock until it was hard enough to push back into her pussy. She pulled her top and bra up, freeing her D-cup tits and letting him watch them bounce as she rode him, with her tight pussy lips sliding up and down his rod. Despite the circumstances, he couldn't help but enjoy the pleasurable sensation.

"You d-d-don't have to do this, you know," Matt pleaded in between moans. "Y-you can join us. Lots of t-t-teammates in anime start out as adversaries."

"And play second fiddle to her? Not a chance in hell," Cassandra sneered. "It's always 'Cheer Raider and SABRE Panther', she didn't even let you have second billing over that stupid robot. I still can't believe they renamed the school team after it, either, and yet again you're left out."

"I'm the p-p-pilot, it's implied," Matt said. "Besides, the mecha is always the title character of the sh-sh-show, not the human."

"And see how much you screwed up, letting that stand? Not me. I'm going to get the stardom I deserve. Aaahhhh, just thinking about it gets me going and makes your cock feel extra wonderful," Cassandra said and moaned again. She rode his cock faster as her excitement increased, even the gentle sloshing sound of flesh moving within flesh indicated the flow of her love juices had increased.

"Please..." Matt begged. "I c-c-can't last much longer here."

"Mmmm, if you have to cum again, go ahead. Right up inside my pussy. Oh, wait, you mean you're too cold? I'm sorry, I didn't realize. I don't notice the cold myself," Cassandra said mockingly, indicating she had known damn well what he meant. "Well, I suppose I have to keep you breathing, or I won't get the response out of Cheer Raider that I need. Alright, here." She turned around and moved back to position her pussy over his mouth, then laid down across his body in the sixty-nine position. "Is that a little better? Be a good boy and lick me nice, now, and maybe I'll get you something warm to drink."

As she set to work sucking and licking his cock, he did the same for her pussy. Despite being a disingenuous show of mercy, the warmth of her body against his was welcome, as was the warmer air trapped between his face and her crotch. She moaned as he worked his tongue over her pussy lips and against her clit, and he couldn't help but moan himself as she sucked his rod hard and teased his glans expertly with her tongue.

- - -

"Okay Jennifer, I'm inside Panther's cockpit. It's all dark except for the hangar lights outside," Sugarshine said in Jennifer's head.

"Good. I'm parked in the center of town. I hope this works," Jennifer said. She closed her eyes. "SABRE Panther. I know you can hear me. You made this comm unit for my helmet. You're always listening, ready to relay my voice to Matt or Artemis Base. But now I'm talking to you. Matt's in trouble. You probably know that already. He needs my help, and I need your help to find him. Show Sugarshine where I have to go. Please, please help us. Together, we can save him. Please!"

"Something's happening! The screens are lighting up!" Sugarshine reported. Jennifer opened her eyes and wiped away the tears that had fallen down her face. "He's showing me a map of the town, and Matt's position earlier tonight, moving away from his house, then his signal cut out. Identifying the address now... he's got it! Matt's at Bennet's Family Diner!"

"I'm close by there. On my way! Panther, thank you," Jennifer said.

- - -

Cassandra screamed long and loud with her second orgasm brought on by Matt's tongue action. "Ohhhh, good boy, that felt soooo good," she said. "I made you a promise, didn't I. Mmmm and you certainly earned it. Okay, drink it all down, now."

Matt realized what she was planning to do mere moments before her piss started flowing into his mouth. He nearly gagged on the putrid taste, but it was also one thing for certain: very warm. He forced himself to swallow it down as quickly as he could, suffering through it for precious heat. Once Cassandra had emptied her bladder, she cackled with laughter. "Holy shit! You actually did it! What a little fucking sissy you are!"

"Cassandra. She's arrived," said a boyish voice in her head.

"Ah. Pardon me. It's time to go tell Cheer Raider how much you've been enjoying me," Cassandra said, and laughed again.

- - -

The door had already been forced open, so Jennifer walked right in. The large windows let in just enough of the street lights outside to see decently well. Cassandra emerged from the kitchen door in the back, making a big show of pulling her panties and bloomers back into place. "So you've come. We've been waiting," she said with a cruel smile.

"Let him go, Cassandra," Jennifer demanded.

"So tell me Cheer Raider, how does it feel seeing your guy getting off, balls deep inside another woman?" Cassandra taunted.

"Huh? Oh, that?" Jennifer said. "It's about time he got his cock into a pussy other than mine and Theresa's."

Cassandra's face fell. "What."

"He'd still be a virgin if it wasn't for me," Jennifer said. "Sometimes I feel bad that he never had a chance to play the field, but then I remind myself of that. Now, if he had it in him to play up the hero thing, he'd find all sorts of girls willing to throw themselves at him, but that kind of thing comes with its own problems too."

Cassandra trembled with anger. "Dammit! Damn you! I'll wipe that smug grin off your ugly face! Pom-poms!" She ran towards Jennifer, ready to strike. "Pom-Pom Sub-Zero Smash!" Jennifer deftly dodged the attacking pom-pom, grabbed the arm behind it, and carried Cassandra's motion into a throw, flipping her onto her back. Cassandra grunted in pain but quickly got to her feet. "I won't let your tricks get the better of me this time. I will defeat you here and now!"

Jennifer was already walking away, but turned back to face her. "Bitch, please. I'm not going to fight you. All I needed was to get past you. You left Matt in there, right?" she said, pointing towards the kitchen door.

Cassandra shrieked with rage. "That does it! Megaphone!"

As the megaphone appeared in her hand, Jennifer shouted, "No! Not indoors!"

Cassandra raised it to her mouth and shouted, "Adoration of the Masses Arctic Tempest Gale!"

Jennifer dove across the top of a table, catching the edge with her trailing hand, and pulled it down behind her just as the shock wave of cold hit. Half of the windows blew out completely, and the other tables and chairs were tossed by the force. A thin sheen of ice covered nearly everything on that side of the restaurant.

"You wanna take it there, fine, let's go there. Megaphone!" said Jennifer. She stood up from behind her emergency shelter and shouted, "Roar of the Crowd Scorching Sonic Blast!" The other half of the windows were promptly blown out, and the opposing side of the restaurant was left black and scorched. "Cassandra? You gonna give me any more trouble here?" Jennifer said, walking over and looking for her.

As she approached a support pillar, Cassandra jumped out from behind it where she had escaped the blast. She grabbed Jennifer by the neck and forced her back against the pillar. With her other hand, she raised her megaphone. "You're mine! Adoration of the Masses Arctic Tempest—" Jennifer desperately grabbed the back of a still-standing chair that she saw out of the corner of her eye, and yanked it hard. It swung around and the seat caught Cassandra from behind, knocking her backwards. "—Gale!" The blast shot out straight upwards into the ceiling. Jennifer again reacted quickly, diving to the side as the roof collapsed onto Cassandra. Jennifer stood up and looked at the wreckage, her mouth agape. She hesitated, but then looked backed towards the kitchen, and turned to run towards it.

She found Matt still bound to the floor of the freezer, his teeth chattering. "Matt!"

"Jennifer! Thank g-g-goodness!" he said.

"Pom-poms!" she called, summoning them. She shook the pom-poms and generated enough heat to melt the ice and get Matt up and into the kitchen. He stumbled to the sink, turned the hot water on full, and ran his hands under it. "I found your pyjamas on the floor over here. Come on, let's get you home and into a hot shower," Jennifer said.

They emerged from the kitchen to find a new hole in the piece of roof that now lay on the floor of the restaurant. Jennifer examined it with concern. "Was Cassandra under there?" Matt asked.

"Yeah, but she's gone now," she said.

"You know, I liked this restaurant," said Matt, looking around at the extent of the damage.

Jennifer sighed. "Me too."

"I'll call the accountant in the morning. We'll get them rebuilt," he said.

- - -

"So, this Cassandra Taylor, this 'Chill Raider', is she going to be a problem?" General Alvarez asked from behind his desk. "I've got a dozen VIPs already in town for the demonstration tomorrow. I cannot reschedule it."

"Well, that's the thing, sir, I was hoping to use the field test to our advantage," Matt said.

"Explain," the general asked.

"Cassandra seems to be operating under some kind of delusion that if she bests Jennifer in a fight, she will automatically replace her and inherit her status, her fame, and everything that goes along with that," Matt said.

"If it were that easy, I might have just given it to her had she asked nicely," Jennifer said.

"She's not really out to attack the town, just Jennifer. That's why she hit the theater yesterday, everybody knew we were going to be there," Matt continued. "I'm sure she expected that would be all she needed. But then last night she showed she was capable of attacking us in our homes. She kidnaped me to draw Jennifer out. Next time she might do worse. Both of our families, and Theresa and hers, could be at risk. We have to take control of the situation back. So we announce that instead of just Panther and me tomorrow, Cheer Raider will be with us to oversee the test. Cassandra will have to take the bait of another public appearance. She and Jennifer will fight, I make sure Cassandra doesn't escape afterwards, and the test run continues unabated."

"I don't like it," the general said. "But you're right, there's not going to be a better excuse than this to stage your little showdown. I'll have the word put out about Cheer Raider's participation. I'm letting you have this opportunity, make sure it's worth it."

"Oh, don't worry, General, I intend to settle things with Cassandra once and for all," Jennifer promised.

- - -

"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to this demonstration of the prototype mecha weapons and reconnaissance system, designation MCH-X01, built by Crosby Robotics and known as the 'Wolf Pack'. Lieutenant Ricketts here has been training with the system and will be the operator for our test today. I'll let him take things from here. Lieutenant," General Alvarez said.

"Thank you, General," Ricketts began. "The Wolf Pack is the product of cutting edge technology, augmented by limited reverse engineering of the extraterrestrial mecha SABRE Panther. Each Wolf unit is about 15 feet long not counting the tail, and 9 feet tall. They are unmanned, remote-piloted drones. The major innovation involved is the artificial intelligence that allows the standard control system to be goal-oriented. Rather than directly controlling the drone's movement, the operator tells the system where to go and what to do. This allows the unit to remain in operation during signal drops, and allows one operator to control several units together at one time. However, when the situation calls for it, additional operators can be brought in on the fly for individual unit control, and they can be switched to a direct control mode.

"For our field trial today, we have pack comprised of seven units. We will begin in the forest preserve with a live-fire demonstration on a few old trucks that have been placed there for our use. We will then bring the pack through the center of Bensonville, demonstrating their viability for urban operations with minimal impact on the resident population. The townspeople have agreed to cooperate with this phase of the demonstration and we expect at least a few of them to be out and about on their normal Sunday afternoon business. The pack will finish here at Artemis Base, where we will refit the unit guns with paintball ammunition for a combat exercise with base personnel in order to show the pack's anti-personnel capabilities.

"For the purposes of the demonstration, the Wolf Pack units have been painted white for high visibility. We have some men in the field with them, who will be our cameramen for today. As an added safety measure, Matt Peterson in the SABER Panther and Cheer Raider will also be accompanying the pack. Matt, your status?"

"We read you loud and clear, Lieutenant Ricketts. I think we're all set to go out here, at your convenience," Matt replied.

"General?" Ricketts asked.

"You may commence the trial, Lieutenant," Alvarez said.

Out in the forest, the seven giant robotic wolves stirred to life and began moving. "There they go," said Jennifer, who was sitting on Panther's left shoulder.

"Yep. Hold on tight!" Matt said as he set Panther in motion to follow. The pack ran deftly through the trees, pursued by Panther and the cameramen on ATVs. They soon arrived at the designated location where the scrapped trucks were set out. The wolves surrounded one of the trucks. The back of each one opened up, and a double barreled cannon rose into place. Machine gun fire erupted from the guns, riddling the truck with holes. Then one of the wolves fired an artillery shot, obliterating the truck. They repeated this process while running in a circle around the second truck, and while running past the third in two rows, with the final wolf taking the kill shot. "Not bad at all. Artemis Base, phase one complete," Matt said.

- - -

"No sign of her yet, but she's got to be here somewhere," Sugarshine said. "Oh, that was Jennifer checking in. She says they just hit the edge of town and will be here soon," she said to Theresa.

"Yeah, I figured. I thought we'd be able to spot her by now. That glory hog wouldn't lie in wait for this anywhere other than downtown. So much for taking away her element of surprise," Theresa replied.

"Yes, but even so, I'm sure it won't matter in the— wait. I'm starting to sense danger. There's something close by," said Sugarshine.

"I'm right here!" shouted a boyish voice as a small form tackled Sugarshine out of the air and brought her plummeting to the ground.

"Sugarshine!" Theresa yelled as she ran over to find a plush rabbit with bluish-gray fur pinning the alicorn to the ground and drawing a glowing energy out of her and into his mouth. Theresa grabbed him by the ears and pulled him off of Sugarshine.

"Unhand me, you stupid girl!" the rabbit demanded.

"Bad rabbit! What did you do to her? Wait... aren't you Mr. Hoppers from that cartoon movie a few years back?" Theresa asked.

Mr. Hoppers laughed maniacally. "Yes, and her magic power tastes so good! I can feel it surging inside me!"

"You!" Sugarshine said weakly, struggling to get back to her feet. "That's impossible. The guardian destroyed you."

"Oh, no, not quite. I survived, just barely, and I've been biding my time ever since, building my power back up, waiting for my chance to triumph!" Mr. Hoppers proclaimed.

"What the hell's going on? You know him?" Theresa asked.

"One of Jennifer's predecessors fought against him, a long time ago. He draws strength from war, violence, hatred, that sort of thing, and then reveals himself to conquer and destroy," Sugarshine explained.

"And let me tell you, the wars have just been getting better and better over the centuries! And the battles here in your quiet little town three years back? Fantastic! Fortunately I learned how to shield myself from your detection. Alas, it was over all too soon, and your wretched guardian triumphed again. I thought my fun was over. Then I found Cassandra."

- - -

While the Wolf Pack walked slowly and carefully though the downtown streets and sent a stream of data back to the base detailing threat assessments on every building, vehicle, and pedestrian, Matt and Jennifer were scanning the area for one threat in particular. "Oh, shit. There she is," Jennifer said.

"Where?" asked Matt.

"Two o'clock high. Standing up on top of that street light," Jennifer replied. Matt looked and saw her perched atop the wooden pole. She held her glaive in her hand, pointed downward at an angle. Her ponytail and skirt blew in the breeze, along with bits of frost from the glaive's frozen blade. She glared at Panther and Jennifer, calmly waiting.

"Oh, nice. Classic pose," Matt said.

"Matt!" Jennifer scolded.

"Sorry!" Matt said, and walked Panther closer, stopping with the two girls facing each other eye to eye, about fifteen feet apart.

"Cheer Raider, good afternoon! Nice day, don't you think?" Cassandra said cheerfully.

"I'm not going to keep putting up with your bullshit, Cassandra. I'm putting an end to it, right now," Jennifer said.

"Oh, agreed! One final, decisive battle to show the world once and for all that you're nothing compared to me."

Jennifer rolled her eyes and called forth her weapon. "Baton! Spinning... Ignition... Burning... Pike!"

"One more thing," Cassandra said. "If your pet dork and his wind-up toy come to your rescue, you've admitted defeat."

"He won't interfere," Jennifer assured.

"Let's make sure of that, shall we?" Cassandra said.

"Ah, there's my cue. So sorry, but I'm needed elsewhere," Mr. Hoppers said. Theresa dropped the plush rabbit in surprise as a huge black serpent-shaped form emerged from it and streaked away across the ground. Matt caught it out of the corner of his eye as it split into seven pieces and each leaped into one of the wolf robots. They all stopped, and then turned and advanced towards Panther, with a red glow in their eyes that hadn't been there before.