Play Testers Wanted Pt. 05

"May I?" I asked and they eagerly nodded. "Come here my beauties," I whispered as I wove the Kiai Jutsu into their consciousness. "I levitated the twins off their feet. Spread 'em for me!"

I licked my lips as I used the serpent tongue technique and went down on both. It was a crazy backdrop with them hovering in the air and the Zone behind them. The four spike-like protrusions forming the crown of the tower around us. It was one hell of a place to make love. I sent one tongue deep in Susan and the other into her twin Jenn. Their backs arched as I teased them. I loved their expressions most of all, well that and the sounds they made. I thickened my tongues and thanks to my minor shapeshifting skill I could make the most of it. Jenn climaxed first with Susan close behind.

"Fuck me Elf Lord!" Jenn begged.

"What she said," Susan added. "I can't wait to feel you inside of me."

"Me too!" Jenn growled.

"Let's get you into position," I moaned. "What the hell is that?"

Something began glowing off the right and about a hundred yards away. They were characters etched into the stone and the letters were the same as those we spied on the way up here. The builder's runes shimmered and glowed. Panting I set them on their feet and moved towards the blazing runes.

"These are the builder runes." I declared.

"Can't it wait?" Jennifer purred. When I looked back over my shoulder she was on her hands and knees with her ass pointing up. "Come on Ghost... fuck us."

"Yes, Ghost please make love to us." Susan begged as she mirrored her sister.

"It can fucking wait!" I cursed and the girls giggled as I returned. "Now, Susan on your back yes just like that. Jenn if you will be so kind as to lay atop your dear sweet sister. Perfect. Here we go, one for you and one for you." I said as I slid a cock into each of them.

"I missed this so much!" Jennifer growled.

"MMMM! So full!" Susan whimpered.

I began moving as I cupped Jennifer's upraised ass cheeks and fondled them. I loved playing with it. I slapped Jennifer ass cheek and she squealed. I tugged Jenn's ass cheeks apart and lowered my head. Her head came up as my tongue slithered inside her tight little ass. I moved slow wanting to savor this time and bring something positive about this terrible place. I lost control and began thrusting harder and faster. Susan was the first to climax and Jennifer was right behind her. Thanks to my growing influence my merest whim was their deepest desire.

"I want to try something new." I said and they sat waiting for me to explain.

It took a bit for them to take up their positions and I licked my lips seeing them perched as they were. The sisters were poised on their shoulders with their asses pointing straight up. They were back to back and close enough that I could violate them both with ease. I straddled them, aimed my erections downward and pushed slowly.

"UNNNN!" They moaned in perfect unison as my cocks slowly opened their assholes.

"What do you think?" I asked as the heads popped inside of them.

"More!" Susan begged.

"Yes more!" Jennifer growled.

I bent my knees and my erections sank deep. I liked this new position and it was clear they did too. I began moving and the twins cried out as I made love to them. I settled one hand on Jennifer's ass and the other on Susan's. I pounded them relentlessly. That sense of power grew again, and the words poured from my lips. Were they my words or another's? I wasn't sure.

"You belong to me!" I snarled as I drove my cocks faster.

"We belong to you!" They intoned. "Break us Master!"

"Oh, I will!" I promised as I took my pleasure from them. "Damn, I need this!"

The power continued to grow as did the pleasure they gave me. I warned them I was getting close and it was then that I heard the grinding sound. I looked over my shoulder at the armored battle suit rose from the depths of the complex. It would have to wait. I slammed into the twins as I howled in triumph as I climaxed and the mech raised its arms.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I cursed as I pulled out and armored up.

The twins lay cuddled in mirrored fetal positions on the stone roof. They were clearly still entranced and unable to help. I drew my weapon and addressed the pilot or pilots of the dark elf battle suit.

"Your timing leaves much to be desired." I said in Shivaisith, the language of the dark elves. "Why the fuck did they thaw your sorry ass out?" I snapped the anger and negativity blazing forth again.

"Disgrace! Enemy! You will die!" The female pilots screamed in rage.

"Tell you what, if I manage to wreck your fancy armor you pledge to be my little fuck toys." I offered.

"And if I win?" One of them asked as they leveled their weapons at me.

"I tell you where you can find Bor's grandson." I said knowing Thor could easily wipe the floor with them.

"Agreed." One of them cackled as I drew the dark elf dagger in my right hand and ignited my weapon held in my left.

Shuri's tactical program was online and running perfectly. I couldn't leap for fear of leaving the gravity field of the temple and getting picked off. I wasn't sure of my skill with the belt that Reed had made. I raced forward and dodged between the battle suit's legs. My hope was to keep close and hack at any exposed mechanism that might disable the exoskeleton. I took my first swing with the black energy blade and to my horror the alloy resisted it completely. It didn't even smoke or crackle. I deactivated it and slung it on my waist. I switch the dagger to my primary hand. I was forced to dodge again as they swung about and took aim at the prone Storm Sisters.

"Oh no you don't!" I cried out and slashed with the dagger. "Booyah!" I cried as the blade bit deep and damaged one of the actuators on the right leg. "Shit!" I cursed when the alloy began regenerating.

I threw up my best forcefield and stood between the Mech and the twins. A blast from the heavy dark energy cannon shook me to the core. I was too far away to slash so I threw the dagger instead. I imagined it was Mjolnir and guided its path to the chest region and where the pilots were most likely ensconced. The dagger's path veered and arced as it slammed into my foes. I willed it back and unlike Mjolnir the dagger teleported back to my hand.

"I got your number now!" I shouted as the she elves launched several small missiles upward. "Fuck... no!" I willed myself over the sisters and projected a protective dome over us.

I cried out as the missiles detonated over us and it took all my strength to keep them from harm. Susan's eyes slowly opened, and she smiled.

"Hey." She whispered.

"Hey." I said as a second volley of missiles were launched and streaked towards us.

"UNNNN!" We howled as Susan added her own shield to mine.

"Bitch!" I snapped as the damn inside me broke. "Take this!"

I hurled the dagger and it struck with enough force to stagger the war machine back a few steps. I brought it back to my hand and threw it a second time as pulses of dark energy erupted from the business end of the twin shoulder cannons. There was a shriek of pain when the dagger struck the power suit this time. I had either killed or wounded one or more of the pilots.

"Jennifer! Wake up!" Susan screamed.

"Huh? What is going on?" Jennifer asked as she sat up. "Oh... not good!"

"Don't attack them. Stick to defensive moves only." I ordered. "I'll explain later."

"I got us covered." Susan declared as she brought her full formidable might into play and surrounded herself and Jennifer. "Kick their asses!"

I tapped into the belt and hoped Traci was up to keeping me alive. I sent to the A.I. silently to keep me out of her line of sight. I launched upward and flew away from the twins. The she elves ignored the Storm Sisters now that they were awake. They wanted me and the information I carried. The dagger struck repeatedly but the damn suit kept healing itself. I needed to find a key structure to shut that down.

"Working on it boss!" Traci declared as she dove into the schematics.

I wove my flight path in what I hoped was unpredictable patterns waiting on Traci to give me a target. I cried out as one of the beams clipped my right shoulder and sent me spinning. I used the momentum and got as much distance as I could from the damned thing. The roar of engines announced the battle suit taking flight.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I cursed as they followed me. "No rest for the wicked."

I cursed again as more missiles raced towards me. I pulled my body into a tight ball and wrapped the smallest and strongest shield around me that I could fashion. I was buffeted about, but it held. I noticed the pattern. She fired missiles, switched to the energy cannon for a long while and then returned to the missiles. Either the projectiles took a lot of energy or it took time for them to restore themselves. It didn't matter I knew how to predict their behavior. The beams were easier to deflect as I drew out my weapon and ignited it again. I drew on my mystical training and the next blast from one of the cannons was reflected and struck them mid mass. They staggered back even as they fired again out of habit. I sent that one back at them too. The second blast struck near the machine's groin.

"Not healing so fast this time." I growled.

They didn't wait for all the missiles to restore themselves. In a panic they fired what they had. I threw up a bubble as the missiles tried to get behind me. I was able to hold them off and close the distance. They were on the defensive now. I noticed the twins had fled the roof. Traci informed me they were heading for the docking bay. Good, once we had a ship, we could get the fuck out of here. I activated the second blade of my weapon and sent it spinning at the mech in a deadly arc. The blades sliced through exposed circuitry, hydraulics, and other vulnerable mechanics compromised by their own energy beams. I pulled it back with telekinesis. I was forced to defend with my energy shield until my weapon returned.

"Detecting radiation leak from the alien battle suit. The dark matter reactor has been damaged. It is going to implode!" Traci warned. "The groin shot must have done it."

"Eject!" I ordered by the pilots refused.

"Death before slavery!" They cried out.

"I am not watching you die!" I snapped as I sent my lightsaber spinning just beneath the cockpit so I could tear it open and pull them free. The blades bit deep, too deep. I lost sight of my weapon within the housing of the battle armor. "NO!" I screamed as I reached out and ripped the armored exoskeleton apart. "Wake up damn it!" I screamed but the sole survivor was unconscious. I yanked the straps holding her in place and freed her as Traci counted down. I pulled the she-elf to me and surrounded us with the strongest shield I could manage.

"Got you!" Susan declared in my comm link.

My surroundings changed. One moment I was hovering above the mech the next I was inside a dark elf war ship. It sped away from the implosion of the collapsing black hole generator. Jennifer was piloting the craft and raced down and into the structure. She dodged falling debris as the monolithic temple crumbled around us.

"What is going on?" I asked as we headed for the portal.

"Get ready to send signal. In three... two... one!" Jennifer roared.

"Sending... portal is... OPEN! Punch it!"

The ship entered the gate and we left the Negative Zone behind and returned to our universe. The rage of losing my weapon, my namesake, erupted inside of me and I lashed out. I stood over the fallen dark elf. She looked up and frowned. I claimed her in front of Susan and Jennifer. I snatched her off her feet and used the enslaving vampiric bite. I didn't trust her. She would betray me the first chance she got. I also couldn't leave her unguarded to cause who knew how much mischief. I climaxed when her blood hit my system. This was my first time feeding on my own species. I drank deep and it was the first time I took in so much nourishment at one time. It took a supreme effort to pull back before turning her. I didn't want another vampire running around. I didn't need that kind of headache. I licked the wound and it healed. I let go and she tumbled to the deck.

"Catch your breath." I snarled with fangs bared.

"Yes... Master!" The she elf moaned.

"Tell me about the temple. Who built it?" I asked and she chuckled.

"We didn't build this. We found it." She explained. "Another race erected it. They were long gone by the time our people fled here. We were desperate. Bor and his army were cutting us down and seeking our extinction. We managed to slip back and forth to stock this place and put our race into the frozen sleep."

"Why put them to sleep?" Susan asked and the elf reluctantly replied.

"That place is cursed. After only a few months a madness seemed to take over. Our only hope was to sleep until the Asgardians had forgotten about us. One day we'll awaken and take what belongs to us. Once Ragnarök has occurred we would return and claim our rightful place." She stated proudly. "How can I be of service Master? I need to be useful."

"Hold that thought." I told her and addressed Traci. "What are the chances the temple survived the destruction of the mech?"

"If that had been the only damage it had taken then most likely it would have. I suspect your new girlfriend triggered a self-destruct mechanism before she showed up with that battle suit."

"Is that true? Is that why the temple was tearing itself apart?" I demanded of the she-elf.

"I had my orders. Better to face death than have our people fall captive while asleep. We are a prideful people and could not endure that kind of humiliation." She admitted.

"Death before dishonor." Susan muttered softly.

"Yeah. Tell me about yourself." I asked.

Her name was Morya Dark Mantle and she was a cousin to Malekith, the leader of the dark elves. She had once been elven nobility, now she was my follower. She was petite in all the ways that mattered, but with a mane of long straight black hair that hit passed her ass cheeks. Her breasts were small, but she had a long elegant neck, wide flaring hips, and as ass that rated an eight on 'oh damn' meter. Her beauty was of the ethereal kind, with soft features, pronounced cheek bones, and of course the alien elven qualities you'd expect. I especially liked those dark fierce eyes of hers. Even enthralled and enslaved her gave was intense.

As Jennifer brought us in for a landing, I learned about the race that had built the temple. They were called the Rakata and they were as alien to the Svartalfar as they were to humans. Their technology was advanced and was a blend of technology and magic. The battle suits were one attempt by the dark elves in reverse engineering Rakatan techno magic. The two weren't very compatible. I was eager to get our bearings and find out where on Earth we were.

I was still on mission to settle things between Reed and me. I was going to help him whether he liked it or not. I walked around the ship and noticed cryogenic tubes for the crew. When I asked Morya about them I learned it was a common tactic for the long-lived elves to, if the need arose, to outlive their foes. In this case they would use the tubes and preserve themselves until the heat of the battle were over.

"Traci, can we tie the teleportation device to the cryo tubes?" I asked.

"It would take some time but yeah, why?" She asked and I shared my plan. "You are a freaking genius!"

A rumble lightly shook the ship as we landed. Jennifer took a sample of the air and declared it breathable and free of pathogens. All of us headed for the rear of the craft. The ramp lowered and we stepped out onto a bleak and barren landscape. It looked like the dark side of the moon.

"Where the hell are we?" I asked Morya not recognizing any of the constellations above.

"We are home Master! This is Svartalfheim!" She declared happily.

I walked around a bit staring at craters, dried up lake beds, and an otherwise dead world. I approached the nearest lakebed and crouched. I cupped my hand into the black sand and examined it. Traci scanned it and listed off a series of its composition. There was a miniscule amount of two extremely rare alloys in the sand. I almost fell over when she told me what they were.

'One percent of its content is none other than raw vibranium.' She sent silently. 'It appears to be naturally occurring.' I

"I got a great idea!" I declared as I stood. "Since there is little chance, I'll ever set foot on this rock ever again. I want to bring back a memento or two. I'm going to grab a few containers and bring back some of this sand back." Six medium sized boxes later and we were lifting off. "I still can't believe it is gone! Fuck!" I ranted at losing my lightsaber and glared at Morya. "I'll punish your ass later go help Jennifer pilot this damn thing." I ordered.

"A boy and his toy." Susan purred. "Are you going to punish my ass too?"

"Me too!" Jennifer called out from the pilot's compartment. "I've been a wicked little shit."

"You are all in big trouble." I said and the trio responded with 'goodie'. "So, does this craft have stealth capabilities?" I asked and Morya looked at me as if I were an idiot. "Cloak us and set course for the Sol system. Make it so number one." I said unable to resist.

"Coordinates for Midgard are plotted." Morya giggled.

"Engage!" I ordered as the ship left real space and the FTL, or faster than light, engines took over. "I always wanted to say that. How long until we reach Ear... Midgard?"

"Sixteen hours." Morya stated. "Whatever shall we do to pass the time?"

'Trophies earned. Location... location... location. She-Elf on a Shelf. The Old that is Strong doesn't Wither. Sandcastles in the Sky. Relic acquired: Rakata Holocron.'

Doomstadt, Latveria:

The line of doombots stood protecting the Presidential Palace. Viktor Von Doom sat on his throne while a dozen holographic screens showed different portions of the city, his city. The body count had reached twenty since this nightmare had begun. That didn't count the dozen or so doombots that the assassin had destroyed. Doom's eyes closed as his mind poured over the data he had received from a combination of sensors, doombots, and human agents.

He hovered cross legged in his mind palace. Doom was surrounding by nearly a terabyte of photographs, raw data, and drone footage of the crime scenes. With a gesture the clusters of data exploded all about him and hung suspended around him like a cloud of information. He raised his hands and began weaving the data together in new patterns, patterns that showed a clearer picture of events. In the end there could be no doubt.

"There are three of them." He muttered to those precious few he trusted to hear his thoughts. "Unless it can teleport, the pattern is clear. Three assassins have entered my land and murdered my people. Someone must have hired them. Mystique?" Doom's voice was like smoke. It hung in the air a moment before disappearing.

"Sir?" She replied with head bowed.

"How goes your arcane practices?" He asked sensing her growing power.

"My conjuring is going quite well. The elements yield their secrets to me. The other esoteric fields are moving along ahead of schedule." She replied savoring the smile on her teacher's lips.

"Excellent. Go to your room. Take the documents, adopt the persona I have created for you. Take your jet to Geneva and speak to my agent there. His name and location are contained within the documents. He should be able to trace any payments to hostile forces. I want those names. Then I want you to hunt their families down and execute them. There will be retribution for these unsolicited actions." Doom's voice grew steadily louder and more agitated.