#captives

“Anything you want to say to your Mistress before I put the mask on her?”

Curvy undercover cop Kellie woke up just in time to get her mouth stuffed and taped. As she struggled, she realised her entire body had been cocooned in the same heavy duty binding. Her eyes widened in fear and the grunting from under the gag became more frantic, she overheard the phone call arranging her transport to South America. She truly was a pig in blanket…..

The delicious Kellie O’Brian. A ballgag tightly strapped into that big mouth. Nice.

Bit hard to organise an escape with shitloads of tape holding your gym socks in tightly. But we love an underdog here.

I set out into the transportation room.
The pocket dimension in space and time that acts as a teleporter.

I went hopping around for a little bit before I found the site I was looking for.
I made a ritual circle, dropped a few drops of Mantler blood, and all of this opened a hole to a world that had all of it’s matter converted into raw energy.

This would light up on any radar, of any group, that was looking for magic.
I received a few calls and told a few people that I would look into a sudden flare of magical energy, but I said I would be a little late getting there.
The bait was laid out, and so I waited.

Exactly 10 minutes later, a helicopter appeared and I had the whole team tied up.
Nobody had to die.

Tom wiped up the circle, closing the portal, and Mary got one of the pilots to fly us back to their base.

From there … things got messy.
Psychics were waiting for us and I immediately felt someone trying to get into my head. So I started doing math in ancient Martian, in my head.
This makes me puke, but it did the same to the psychics, which made them easy to pick off with the rifle as we landed.
We had the welcome wagon of armed guards, and a magically enhanced guard with shape shifting powers granted by tattoos.

Which meant nothing when a golem comes crashing down on you trying to peal off your skin.
A few quickly placed shots disabled the guards and Mary tore open the nearest door using the helicopter blades as a machete.

Before we left the bay, I quickly pulled out a soul parasite and gave it the memory of my first laugh, in exchange it led us down the halls to the holding cells. The creature only appears as two dimensional so it just moved across the walls like a moving graffiti.

More guards blocked us, one could solidify liquids like water into something hard as bone. Took them out, and moved on.
Next we had a woman that screamed as loud as a car bomb going off, but only in our minds.
Taser to the throat put her down.

We found a cell where they were keeping Carpenter and Blacksmith.

Gave Blacksmith a gun, and gave Carpenter a baseball club made from rage emotions.
They tried apologizing and explaining, but I didn’t want to hear any of it. Our lives were in an immediate threat and we needed info on where the rest were.

I found a computer room, but most of the good info was being erased as some kind of fail safe in case the base was compromised.
But this is why we have time bubbles.
I put one around the computer and reversed time by an hour. They had Blue somewhere specific with Fennec, Qu'bert is with nerds, and the rest are in holding cells in Egypt.

I want my magic first, I like to think that I can handle logic with a bullet.
But a wise man once said, “Magic defeats magic”.