Age Of Onslaught Part 10/37 Sam was actually getting into it a little bit, lapping at Rahne's quivering pussyflesh. As her moans intensified he knew he was doing something right. He began to ram his tongue as far up inside the beautiful mutant woman's tasty cunt, pressing his nose tightly against her clit - not realizing the response it illicited from Rahne. The female Rook pushed her shaven cunt-mound up hard against her lover's mouth, moving her nicely curved young hips in time with Sam's jabbing, thrusting tongue. Sam actually was beginning to get off on this, he hadn't realized just how great eating out a chick's pussy was. He loved the fact he was turning her on, he sucked hard on the stem of her throbbing lovebutton. Rahne squealed with pleasure, her hands wrapping around and tightly grabbing handholds of his blonde hair. She slammed her hips forward hard against his face. Her squirming cunt was driving hard against his sucking mouth. The Kentucky-born Rook began to twist his face from side to side, still clutching tight to her clit with his lips. Rahne squealed in happiness, her breasts were bouncing up and down, sweat flying from her erect nipples. Her eyes were rolling back in their sockets and her head flopped back. Her breathing was coming faster and faster and her tight little ass was pounding forward, her cunt grinding against Sam's surprisingly eager and talented mouth. "Ahhh shite!" she squealed suddenly and juices exploded out over Sam's face, surprising him since he'd never actually had firsthand experience with the female orgasm. Her body hunched over, her cunt grinding hard against his face as he sucked on her clit, lapping up her flowing cuntjuices. She waited till he had finished then pulled away. Sweat was dripping from her body and her dark skin was flushed with pleasure, she smiled at him and he felt his cock twitch... he wanted her so bad he could almost feel that tight little cunt he'd just been snacking on around his cock. "That was great, Sam," she said, leaning forward she licked some of her cum from his cheeks and chin,"Thanks for a good time." She turned around and his eyes zeroed in on her hot ass, he had a sudden vision of fucking her ass and his cock jumped. Then his eyes widened as she began walking away, her hips swaying. "Hey! Where are yah going!" he cried. "Hmmmm?" she asked, turning to look at him,"Oh yeah, sorry, maybe I'll call you sometime." She left, and Sam heard some of the prisoners giggling. "Shut UP!" he roared, but he already knew the word was going to spread, his reputation was going to be severely damaged by this wee little Scottish woman. - The Bedlam Brothers did everything together, there was no mistaking them as anything but brothers, despite their different appearances. Jesse had short, dreaded hair and was clean shaven whereas Terence was bald with a goatee. Their powers worked well in conjunction despite their apparently different natures. Terence was able to instill mental confusion while Jesse's ability was to psionically monkeywrench machinery. They entered their quarters half-drunk, unsure whether they wanted to be merry or sad. They'd had a great day, but felt guilty because Scott and Alex were dead. "Ummmm," said Terence,"Unexpected." "Uninvited, but not unwanted," murmured Jesse. "Hi boys," said Aurora, lying naked on the couch in front of them, legs spread,"How about we discuss how you're going to vote with Sinister?" - The Beast chuckled to himself as he watched Sam angrily stalk out of the Holding Pens. "Oh my Bells and Whistles," he said,"I guess..." His ruminations were cut off as an alert sounded. He twisted about in his seat and his eyes widened. [Access to Horseman : Sinister's files granted,] said the computer's voice,[What is the nature of your inquiry?] The Beast smiled and launched the roll chair over to the computer,"Locate files on...." He was interrupted again by the computer. [Alert! Alert! Unauthorised Presence! Dead Man Wade has performed an illegal teleportation!] The Beast's eyes had widened, only two of the Horsemen would have the temerity to send Dead Man Wade after a high ranker such as himself. They were Holocaust - because he was too stupid to do anything more imaginative - and the other would only have done it because he was desperate to get McCoy out of the way. The Beast felt an emotion all too common to his lab, though it usually emanated from his subjects rather than himself, as he said the name out loud. He was scared. "Sinister." ------------------ Generation Next 5. ------------------ ------------------- Los Angeles Island. ------------------- To this day no one knew if The Sentinel's attack on Los Angeles coincided with the huge earthquake by coincidence or by design. All that the lackies and cronies of Apocalypse's regime knew was that suddenly Los Angeles had become Los Angeles Island, cut off from support and under siege by Eurasia's finest Sentinels. If the rulers of Eurasia - The Braddocks - thought they now had a foothold into America they were in for a shock. Once The Sentinels had taken Los Angeles Island they had repelled all attacks, those from Apocalypse in America and also the Eurasian fleet which had come to occupy the Island and wipe out the mutants. The majority of California was a wasteland that made the rest of the fractured states look verdant by comparison. Most of those refugees who successfully managed to get out of Los Angeles Island (and they were few and far between) headed for Avalon. Eurasia and the rest of America were totally unsafe. Those few who could have brought information about what happened in Los Angeles Island usually didn't get past the roving gangs of human refugees from The Pens and the exiled Mutants. Paige Guthrie and Jonathan Starsmore didn't care about any of that. Paige had run from Kentucky when Sinister had come for her brother, sister and herself. She'd headed for California in desperation, trusting in her 'unusual' mutant ability to keep her safe. She'd made it almost halfway across the state before being captured by slavers and sent to Los Angeles Island. She'd been rescued from a life as a fuckgirl for the Deviant Branch when mutant freedom fighter Piotr Rasputin had rescued her. She had met Jonathan at Piotr's base, he had been with him since the beginning, they'd been on a transport ship together back during the mutant purge of Eurasia. When Piotr had managed to get his inhibition collar off he'd led a revolution and they'd escaped to the almost as dangerous America and ended up in Los Angeles Island. Piotr now helped mutants get out of Los Angeles Island and to Avalon, the paradise where human and mutant lived together in harmony. Today, finally, it was time for Jonathan Starsmore - Chamber - and Paige Guthrie - Husk - to make the trip. "Oh Jono," she gasped,"Avalon, finally an end to this nightmare." - Gel, - he said, and he would have grinned if half his face hadn't been ripped away by the incredible internal bio-nuclear furnace that was his mutant power, as it was he could only speak telepathically, - I'll believe in this Avalon when we get there... but I pray you're right. - "We still have time," she said, looking almost shy despite the fact they'd been together for over a year now,"Do you wanna?" - Geez, Paige, - he said, raising his eyebrows in mock exasperation, - Is that all you ever think of? - "Well if you don't want to..." she started, turning away from him. - Now gel, - he said, looking stern, - I never said that! - She laughed and turned to face him, stepping forward he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her forward. He formed the basic shape of a mouth under the scarf that was constantly wrapped around his lower face and pressed his 'lips' against hers. Reaching beneath the all purpose, loose fitting robes (the only really comfortable attire in the humid, underground hideout of Piotr's resistance movement) Jono lightly massaged her breasts, which were neither too large nor too small, too perky or too plump. They were 'just right' for Jono's tastes. He longed to suckle on her breasts, to lick and probe at her nipples with his tongue, but he had neither that nor a mouth to do it with. Instead he had to be satisfied with feeling the warm, soft flesh of her tits beneath the pale skin of his hands. "Oooh Jono," she moaned. She cried out suddenly as she felt herself lift up several inches,"Jono?" - Relax gel, - he whispered, still feeling her breasts beneath the robes, - Just me powers. - She realized he'd created a telekinetic platform beneath her feet. He raised her a bit more and then moved his head forward, resting his cheeks against her firm, rounded mounds. Paige Guthrie - Husk - pressed her breasts firmly up against her lover's cheeks, rubbing them back and forth, allowing him to savor the feel of her luscious young tits. She reached down with her hands and pulled away the belt over his leather pants, her fingers knew from experience exactly how to take it away and unbuckle the pants without looking. Her eyes were constantly on his as she slid her hand between the gap and grab his half-erect cock in her small hands. Chamber's cock was quickly becoming harder and harder, the feel of Paige's hand encircling his shaft just increased the speed. She began to tug on it, wanking the base of his shaft, getting him fully erect. A few seconds later the breasts were pulled away from Jono's face and she was hopping off the telekinetic platform beneath her. - Huh? - he asked, then his eyes widened as he felt his cock being engulfed in the warm wetness of Paige's mouth. Her tongue quickly played over and under the tip of his member. Jono's head and neck dropped back and she heard his moan of pleasure in her head. She'd given him oral sex before (he would have returned the favor, but without a mouth it made things difficult!) but the instances were few and far between. This just indicated to him how worried she really was, no one who had ever gone to Avalon had ever come back, of course who would want to? But still, she knew that they would be taking a trip into the unknown. - Ahhhh gel, yes! - he moaned, his hands reaching down and taking hold of the back of her blonde hair, as if to hold her head in place. Paige sucked on his cock, sending sensations through his 23 year old body that he could feel in every nerve, every fiber of his being. Paige licked along the underside of his cock, brushing and flicking her tongue over his head with her tongue. She had been cupping his asscheeks through the leather pants he wore, now one hand broke away and reached between his legs, sliding through his fly and cupping his balls with her slender digits. Paige squeezed them softly and gently, sending a thrill through Jono's lap. She pulled her mouth away from his cock, his hard shaft sticking out of his pants, glistening with her saliva. She looked up at him, her beautiful eyes staring into his as he looked down at her. "Sit back," she said. He complied eagerly, forming a telekinetic platform to sit on, with a backrest so he could lean back. Paige stood up and let her robe drop to the ground (Jono was able to regulate the temperature about him, so the humid conditions didn't really bother him). Walking towards him his eyes roamed up and down over her body, her firm young breasts, the blonde hairs of her pussy were unshaven but trimmed down. She stood in front of him, smiling at him with a sweet innocence that made her seem younger than her nineteen years. Reaching down and easing him against the back of his telekinetic backrest. She swung a leg up over his thighs and straddled him, keeping her crotch just above his. She grabbed his cock once again in her hand, stared deep into his eyes and then lowered herself down, guiding him into her. The warm pressure against his cock felt great to Jono, her wet pussy swallowing his full length inch after inch. She gripped onto his shoulders then began to gently raise and lower her hips up and down, her pussy clasping onto his cock, her pussylips gripping on tight as she moved up and down. Her breasts began to sway in time to her gyrations as she pumped up and down on top of him. As her hips gyrated, meeting each upwards thrust of Jono's hips as he eagerly felt his cock pushing in and out of her tightly clasping snatch. He looked deep into her eyes and saw lust mixed with some fear and desperate need. She needed to do this with him to feel safe, she was scared of the unknown, but if living in The Fractured States of Apocalypse had taught them anything, it was that you had to adapt to survive. A born cynic, he was not as fearful as her, and so his own desire and need could not match the fervor of her desperation. Her quick thrusts and pumping hips were driving him to the edge and he knew he was going to cum, was going to blast his sperm into her vagina. She knew it too but didn't slow down, ramming her ass up and down onto his hips, sliding her hips to keep his cock sliding into her cunt as different angles, increasing her pleasure and speeding up the process of her orgasm. Paige lifted herself higher and higher, driving herself down into his crotch, grinding her twat against his cock and staring at him with a face so contorted in concentrated passion that she almost seemed to be scowling at him. "AHHHH JONO!" she squealed suddenly and he felt her juices explode against his cock as she lowered herself down and crammed as much of his cock into her as she could. She collapsed forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her face against his, madly kissing at his eyes, his nose, his ears, wanting to slide her tongue against his but knowing that it was impossible. At the same time his cum was bursting up from his balls and firing deeply into her pussy. She raised her hips up and down a few more times, trying to milk every last drop of cum from his still hard cock. Finally it was done and her hot, sweat-covered body collapsed fully upon his. Paige was too exhausted to even lift herself, she just lay there, his cock still within her but now beginning to shrink down. She stared into his eyes, and seemingly seeing what she wanted to she lowered them and resting comfortably against his muscular chest. - Oh gel, - he thought to himself, not sharing the thought with her, - What have we gotten ourselves into? - - Skin closed the peephole and cursed lightly under his breath. He'd seen all he need to see, it was true, Paige and Jono were going to Avalon. Skin had been there when Piotr first brought Paige down to the hideout. He'd fallen for her instantly but if she'd noticed him at all she hadn't seemed impressed, which wasn't surprising considering the fact his skin was a gray, mottled color and he had six feet more of it than he actually needed. "No, she fell for mister angst ridden Englishman Jonothan Fucking Starsmore." He moved away and headed for the passageways leading to the surface, he had business to attend to. - Piotr Rasputin wrapped the cloak around him tighter, hunched over so he wasn't so visible. At well over six feet and at close to three hundred pounds (in his flesh and blood state) he usually didn't blend in too well. "Shhhh," he whispered to Husk and Chamber behind him, pausing as he waited for a group of gangers to make their way across the darkened, rubble littered streets. Once they were long gone they continued to move on, heading for the rendezvous point where they would start their journey towards Avalon. - I don't like it, - said Chamber to Piotr, able to talk safely because it was purely in the mind. He didn't let Husk hear him however, - It's too quiet. - Piotr didn't respond, but he did nod slightly, he didn't like it either. They were halfway across the last street when the rubble and broken husk of cars were smashed aside, shockwaves running through the ground and knocking the three of them off their feet. "Scatter!" Piotr screamed, his robes ripping as his body changed to it's armored form, his skin becoming an almost impenetrable steel. Chamber and Husk didn't hesitate, you didn't survive long in Los Angeles by hesitating. They ran for the alley, their bodies lowered close to the ground. Husk had ripped the skin from her body, revealing a new skin made of opaque diamond which would protect her but not give away their position by reflecting light. [HALT MUTANTS!] roared a voice,[AS SENTINEL'S WE ARE SANCTIONED BY THE HUMAN LIBERATION GOVERNMENT TO ENFORCE THE LAW. AS A MUTANT YOU ARE IN VIOLATION OF THE LAW.] "Tin man," growled Piotr, standing straight and proud, providing Chamber and Husk with time to get away,"Just because I was born different does not make me an outlaw, you may not consider me a human, but at least I have a soul." [YOU ARE WITHOUT AN IDENT-CHIP,] roared the Sentinel's voice, devoid of emotion, the other Sentinel's had surrounded Piotr,[YOU ALSO APPEAR TO BE AN ILLEGAL IMMIGRANT, YOU HAVE BROKEN THE LAW AN UNACCEPTABLE NUMBER OF TIMES.] Piotr charged forward, smashing into the leg of the unprepared Sentinel. Despite standing at over thirty feet tall it was unable to catch it's balance and fell to the ground. With surprising speed Piotr was moving, charging past it as plasma beams smashed into the ground around him. "Come and get me if you can!" he roared, and charged in the opposite direction to that Husk and Chamber had taken. Jonothan heard the Sentinel's give chase, their thunderous footsteps making the ground shake. He heard Piotr shout taunts and Sentinel's buzz and crash as the Russian mutant managed to get in a few blows where he could, most likely by hurling projectiles. He heard huge crashing noises as building were ripped apart, no thought given to the humans living inside, terrified of the noises of their robotic 'protectors' and he heard the multiple plasma bursts fire as one, then there was no more noise. "Jono?" asked Husk as they moved silently down alleyways, heading for the meeting spot,"Is he?" - Who knows? - responded Chamber, then lied, - Nah, it'd take more than some tin Nazi's to take down Colossus. - She knew he lied, but didn't say anything. When they reached the meeting point it was quiet, nobody was around and Husk felt momentary panic, it was a setup, there would be Sentinel's waiting..... then she saw a human figure slip free from the shadows. "Where is Rasputin?" it asked them, towering over them she had thought for a brief second that it was Piotr, somehow escaping and getting in front of them. - We were ambushed by Sentinels, - said Jono, - He led them away. - "Pity," muttered the figure, his deep voice had an accent she didn't recognise,"He was a good man... oh yeah, stay out of my head Brit, or I'll put my fist through yours." "He's got no mouth," snapped Husk, coming to his defense,"Why don't you relax." "You want to survive sweetheart," said the figure, stepping out of the shadows and revealing a man with naturally tanned skin with a reddish tinge, an American Indian,"Then you learn to never relax." "They don't have to worry about that no more," said a new voice and another figure appeared, he was almost as tall and well built as the other, and as he stepped into the light Paige could see they were related in some way, possibly brothers,"They're going to Avalon." "You should be keeping a lookout, James," said the first, elder man,"Sentinel's ambushed them, they may have been followed." "Okay John," replied James,"But I figure that the electronic cloak is working, they won't find us." "Doesn't stop humans from seeing us," he said,"We...." They heard the thunderous footsteps and the four of them instantly slipped in a darkened doorway. The footsteps came louder and louder, then began to recede as The Sentinel passed them and kept going. "See," said James,"We.." He was cut off again, this time by a flash of yellow light. - Skin tried to stay calm, but his skin (all twelve feet of it) was sweating badly. He stood with a group of bio-sentinels - human's converted into Sentinel's by The Mastermold to act as covert 'peacekeepers'. They looked like regular humans until their programs were activated, then their bodies became like those of the giant Sentinels, only their faces remained obviously flesh and blood. They were the stuff of nightmares, humans who had lost their humanity in a mad robots quest to save it. "Okay," he whispered,"Remember, you get Starsmore and the Proudstars, then Paige and I are free to go to Avalon." [We are aware of the deal,] replied the head Bio-Sentinel,[Why can we not detect them?] "The Proudstars have some kind of shield, it bends the waves of your radar sweeps around them somehow, but they're right there, in that alley, ready to head for the boat that'll take them to their ship... the ship me and Paige will take to Avalon." The Bio-Sentinel's - except one which remained with Skin - began to head across the street towards the alley. Suddenly the bio-sentinel with Skin squawked and began to spark, then yellow light flashed out of it's body. - John Proudstar - known as Thunderbird - lifted a gun and pointed it at the figure that had appeared in front of them. "Die your treacherous scum..." he started, then broke off, staring in wonder at the figure before him,"You?" Kurt Wagner - Nightcrawler - looked up at Thunderbird in confusion,"Was is das?" he asked,"Yohann? Am I dead?" "Kurt?" said James, stepping forward,"What happened? Did the ship sink?" "Warpath?" muttered Nightcrawler, shaking his head as if to clear the vision,"Then where is the rest of X-Force, and where are we? I was on Muir Isle and then I was here, without the customary bamf," "What's going on?" James asked John,"Muir Isle, isn't that where Eurasia makes the Sentinels?" [Mutants!] roared a voice,[You are in violation of the law!] "SHIT!" growled John, then twisted and blasted over Kurt's shoulder, hitting the lead Bio-Sentinel in the chestplate and knocking it back several steps. Plasma blasts started firing, Chamber and Husk sped backwards towards the other end of the alley, then they heard the thunderous footsteps of the giant Sentinel's approaching. - Shit, step out of the way Paige! - yelled Jono in her mind, unwrapping the buckles around his chest, then roared in everybody’s head, - DUCK! - A huge energy blast smashed from the bio-nuclear furnace burning in his gut, smashing several bio-sentinels off their feet. Husk prepared to launch herself into the fray when a pink circle of light opened up behind her, a pink skinned hand reached through it, grabbed her and pulled her through, then the circle disappeared. John and Jame's found their weapons had become useless, the Bio-Sentinel's blocking the energy weapons by jamming the electronic signals from the triggers. However the two mutants, whose mutant powers included increased reflexes and strength, were more than happy to leap in and begin smashing the Bio-Sentinel's to bits. Nightcrawler, deciding discretion was the better part of valor, had stepped back into the shadows. He instantly became almost invisible, blind to visual identification by the Bio-Sentinels while the Proudstars cloak kept him safe from electronic detection. [SUSPECTED MUTANTS,] roared a new, dispassionate voice, making Kurt's heart jump high in his chest,[ELECTRONIC REGISTRATION FAILED, AWAITING FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS.... FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS RECEIVED, PROCEEDING WITH ORDERS.] Kurt didn't wait to find out what was going on, with a 'bamf!' he disappeared in a cloud of purple smoke which cleared instantly, leaving behind nothing but a stench of brimstone. Chamber's eyes widened as the gigantic Sentinel appeared behind him and boomed out it's words. He prepared to blast it full in the face with his bio-nuclear blast, but nothing happened, and with a shock he realized his furnace was beginning to diminish. - No! - he gasped, realizing he was being surrounded by a null field. Then with a silent scream his bio-furnace went out and he collapsed, a huge hole running from his nose to his stomach... he was dead. Suddenly John and Jame's, who had surprisingly had the upper hand against the Bio-Sentinel's, found their strength faded, their senses dulled. "What?" asked John, shocked. [Mutant,] said one Bio-Sentinel simply, then blasted a hole through James stomach. "NO!" screamed John, then a sedative was injected into his arm by another Bio-Sentinel. The last sight he saw as he collapsed to the ground, his eyesight fading, was his brother lying in a pool of blood, the life already gone from his eyes.