Typhoon withdrew his hand from Val's grip, skipping back a few yards."I've heard of you, Valeria Armstrong," he said with a smirk. "You killed many of my underlings in the past. Today, you'll pay for that.""Is that so? I don't really notice when I step on insects."Typhoon chuckled and leered at Val from head to foot. "So much beauty and grace. So much strength and confidence. I must admit I am smitten, young lady. Would you consider joining Monolith and being my lover? That's the only way you're getting out of this alive."Val tilted her head to the side. "What a generous offer! You're asking me to betray the most powerful organization in the world to join a gang of hoodlums and sleep with an ugly delinquent. I must admit I am tempted!""Your humor rivals your beauty, Valeria. Don't complain later that I didn't offer you a way out. I'll hate myself when I bash that pretty face in. When I fuck you, you'll be long dead!"Val smirked naughtily. "Oh, you're such a bad boy! Tell you wha
"Caesar… Is that you?" Carol whimpered, looking up at the carnival mask. Who else could it be? She received a nod from the man."There's a bomb attached to me!" She exclaimed. "It's going to detonate in forty seconds! Why did you have to come to me now? You'll die with me needlessly!""I know," was the calm reply.Carol was spiraling into panic and couldn't even think straight. Why would the man come to rescue her, knowing death was inevitable? It was clearly a suicide run!"First, we need to get away from this gas station," the masked Victor told her.Before Carol could react, he snipped the chains that held her to the pipeline. Then he picked her up like a doll and heaved her on the shoulders."What are you doing…" the young woman murmured. "The bomb-"Whoosh! Victor cleared the gas station in one horizontal leap and covered over a hundred feet across the road. He skidded to a stop at the edge of the main road, overlooking the valley below.Without a second thought, the man jumped of
Victor slid open the bathroom door wide, entered, and closed it behind him. It was a rectangular room with a jumbo shower at one end and a sauna table at the other.Carol immediately moved her arms on instinct, covering her breasts with one arm and her crotch with the other.The duo looked into each other’s eyes for a full minute, communicating without words. Their breathing became faster as affection turned into desire.Carol dropped her arms and took a step towards the man. She was five foot eight inches tall, while Victor towered over her at six foot three.The man lifted Carol’s chin and lowered his face to put his lips on hers. It was a long and passionate kiss for which they had waited for ages. Their tongues touched, and fluids mixed.Carol’s slender body was exquisitely shaped, with voluptuous but firm breasts and a slim, flawless waist. Her hips curved alluringly into a bubble butt and toned thighs.Victor pulled Carol closer, and his hand grabbed a handful of her firm buttoc
Victor turned and regarded Carol with a look of disbelief. "Is this true? Did you give the coordinates to Monolith?"The young woman pursed her lips and averted his gaze. She couldn't even meet his eyes as guilt overwhelmed her. Carol crossed her arms, lowered her head, and nodded. Victor's expressions showed sorrow and disappointment for a moment as if something precious was taken from him.NWO had strived for years not to unearth Thanatos. The element was his bane and kept all enemies at bay. Now, hell was about to break loose. All because of Carol's betrayal.A shadow seemed to wash over Victor. His eyes became cold and seemingly distant. He turned sharply towards the crowd of soldiers."Now that the Puppetmaster has a weapon to counter me, he will immediately invade the city. We need to be ready for war at the break of dawn! General Baker!""Yes, sir!" Lance stepped forward and addressed him."How many troops can you spare for Springfield's protection?""Including the present comp
It was late at night, but Regal Rock (Black Rock) was bustling. Within hours, the largest estate of Springfield had turned into a war fortress. Its boundary walls had been reinforced to withstand even tank bombardments. If the city's defenses fell, Regal Rock was the bastion where NWO could make its last stand.Victor gathered his war council in the main conference room. His three five-star generals—Maverick, Valerie, and Drew were present. General Lance Baker had been temporarily inducted into the NWO as a four-star. At the same time, Clive Baron and Elsa Madison had also been promoted. Michael Bolton and the other four-stars were in attendance as well. Finally, Victor's cousin, the Governor of Springfield, was there.A fifteen-foot wide LED screen showed the tactical positions of NWO and military troops, along with real-time feed from cameras and other sensors."Give me a summary of the latest reports, Mav," Victor said, leaning over the conference table.Maverick fiddled with his k
Victor looked around at the Regal Rock estate from the terrace battlements. There were seven towers, two reserved for key individuals the NWO wanted to protect. The guests included the Triumvirate billionaires Claire Holt, Rose and Carol Atelier, and Sebastian Damone, among others.One of Victor's thousand gifts was superhuman vision. He could see far-off things on activation with an eagle's accuracy and an owl's night vision. Scanning the estate, he saw a female standing on the northwest tower's terrace.Optimizing his eyes, Victor realized she was none other than Claire. The beauty was wearing a thin nightgown and was looking straight towards his building. Naturally, she couldn't see that far… But did Claire expect him to notice her?Victor climbed the terrace's edge and kicked off with a gentle takeoff, covering over fifty yards airborne. He landed lightly on the northwest tower, skipping down to the terrace. The man stealthily approached Claire from behind."Ahem."Claire jumped i
Victor walked into the conference room with urgent steps. His War Council had already gathered and was waiting for him."Where is the attack coming from, Mav?" he asked, briskly joining the group at the head of the conference table. Their faces looked sullen as they had been awakened from their sleep. The council members had expected no attacks before dawn."The enemy is approaching from the ocean, sir," Maverick said, his eyes on the laptop screen. "Your instincts were right about keeping an eye on the coast."Victor nodded. "How large is their fleet? And what class of ships do they have?""Their choice of naval ships is curious, sir. I had expected Monolith to bring destroyers, but they've brought thirty Littoral Combat Frigates (LCFs) instead.""Hmm. It naturally means the enemy wants to bring the ships up close to the shore.""What would that achieve?" Michael asked. "Our anti-aircraft guns are equipped to handle ships as well. They will riddle holes in their frigates."Victor sho
“Mayday! Mayday!” Panicked voices echoed over multiple radio channels. The distress signals came both from the Burke-class destroyers and Lance Baker’s fleet.Victor stared at the LED screen in the conference room with displeasure. Three of Lance’s Destroyer ships blipped out from the radar map. One of NWO’s Burke-class Destroyer also disappeared. The enemy’s explosive barrage had sunk them.“How are they doing this, Mav?” Victor asked with a clenched jaw. “How can mere littoral combat frigates (LCFs) defeat destroyer warships?”“I have no idea, sir!” Maverick replied, scratching his head. The destroyers were firing at will but couldn’t land a scratch on the enemy vessels. On the other hand, the LCF attacks were decimating their navy.An hour had passed since the battle for Springfield coast began. In the beginning, it seemed the NWO fleet had an advantage. They had technologically superior ships with battle-seasoned crews. With their powerful anti-ship weapons, they were supposed to