Age Of Onslaught 
	Part 24/37


        The first thought that went through Husk's head when she saw
Emplate in silhouette was that he was some form of human elephant.  Then
he stepped out of the darkness and she saw that he was wearing a large
form of gasmask.  It wrapped around his face underneath the black trenchcoat
he wore, a large trunk hung down to his waist and his breathing came
slow and steady.  His skin was a dark, mottled gray not unlike an elephant,
but his eyes were hardly the deep, soulful orbs of a pachyderm.  Rather,
they were sharp and slanted, he had no pupils she could see, just blank
whites.  His hair looked sharp enough to cut, sweeping back and sticking
out like a windblown flax bush.  His hands were hidden inside the deep,
voluminous pockets of his trenchcoat.
        "Hello, Emplate," said Skin, smiling,"My name is Angelo Espinosa,
I spoke with one of your agents, Vincente?"
        Emplate nodded, did not speak.
        "Anyway," continued Skin,"He said you could get me and my chica
here to Avalon?"
        Husk glanced sharply at Skin, why had he been making plans for
her to go with him to Avalon? How had he known Chamber would be killed?
        Emplate turned his gaze to the diminutive D.O.A, who nodded, his
grin widening.
        Emplate approached Skin, his eyes locked with the Spanish mutants
own, he walked forward until he was almost touching.
        "Take my hand," he said, his voice soft and slightly sibilant.
        Skin was confused, but did as he was told.  He lifted his hand
up and Emplate removed his own, placing the palm against Skin's.  Suddenly
Angelo screamed out in pain, he made to step away and Emplate grabbed him
around his neck with his other hand.
        Skin moaned as a light nimbus of white light surrounded their
bodies, Husk - who had been living in numb shock since the death of
Chamber - stared dully at the two of them, still thinking about what
Skin had said about having this trip prepared.
        Skin slumped to the ground, breathing so slowly that he almost
seemed dead.  His hands lay palm up, and small holes seemed to be forming
in them.  Husk looked up and saw Emplate's palms, they each had a small,
circular mouth lined around with razor sharp teeth.
        "Delicious," muttered Emplate,"The young one's life-energy is
always the most vital."
        "Shall we save the female for later?" asked D.O.A,"Or do you feel
like a second course?"
        "I am hungry," said Emplate,"This Espinosa simply whetted my
appetite."
        He walked up towards Husk, stopped when he heard a ripping, tearing
noise.
        "What was that?" asked Emplate.
        "I don't know?" said D.O.A, a little nervous.
        Emplate shrugged, reached out and placed his palm against Paige's
forehead, she remained unresponsive.
        Emplate stood there, waiting, but nothing happened.
        "What?" he muttered angrily, pulling his palm away... and a section
of her skin came with it!
        "Well that's interesting," said D.O.A.
        Where the skin had been on her forehead there was now apparent a
smooth, shining metal.
        Emplate reached tentatively forward to try again and Husk's hand
came up (her old skin falling away as she did) and gripped his wrist firmly.
        "What!?" cried Emplate, nothing like this had ever happened before.
        "You want my energy?" she growled at him,"You better be ready to
fight for it!"

        -

        Rick Jones pressed his eye against the scanner, which checked his
retina, made sure it was him and opened the doors.
        Once inside the Security-Bot would check it's monitors to make
sure he was alone. If he wasn't it would ask him to identify is companions,
to make sure he wasn't being forced to bring terrorists in.  Since he was
alone he had no problems and the second door opened.
        He entered the studios on the second floor, not wanting to disturb
any filming that was going.  He walked along the gantry, looking down
with a smile at an orgy being filmed in studio one, and next to that a
rape scene.  He stopped to watch that for a second, he already knew the
setup, a mutant female causes havoc in a market (done up with props on a
set) but a human male, naturally superior to any mutant, brings her down
and begins to rape her, being cheered on by a group of shoppers (both
male and female).
        The female was a native American called Dani Moonstar, she was
sexy as hell and at this moment was on all fours, screaming for mercy as
a well built man gripped her by the ponytail and raped her doggystyle,
yelling at her to shut the fuck up.
        "Take it, take it you bitch!" he screamed at her.
        "PLEASE!" she squealed,"NO! DON'T RAPE ME! STOP RAPING ME, I'M
SORRY!!! I SHOULD HAVE REALIZED YOU HUMANS ARE BETTER THAN
ME!"
        "And cut," said the director.
        The man instantly released Dani's ponytail, he stayed on his knees
with his cock crammed deeply in her cunt, thanked the gopher for the
coffee she gave him and began to drink it.
        Dani grabbed a newspaper (it was very thin, the Sentinels censored
the news heavily, for the good of the human populace they were protecting
from the mutant menace) from the pile by the fake checkout counter and
began idly browsing the headlines.
        The director hadn't been happy with the lighting, now it was
adjusted he set up some new camera angles.
        "Ready, you two?" he asked.
        The man finished his coffee, handed the empty paper cup to the
gopher, who also grabbed the paper as she ran past.
        "Ready, gorgeous?" he asked, slapping Dani's ass playfully.
        "No problem Joey," she said with a grin,"Oh yeah, try pulling
my hair a bit harder when you call me a bitch, makes it more realistic."
        He nodded,"Thanks."
        "And..... action!"
        "TAKE MY COCK YOU BITCH!" he screamed, pulling hard on her ponytail,
slamming his hips forward, his cock plunging deep into her pussy, spreading
the cuntlips wide.
        "HELP ME!" she screamed,"OH PLEASE HELP ME!"
        Rick smiled and walked on to his office.
        When he got there his assistant, Clay Quartermain, was watching
as a tech tried to fix the E-Feed.
        "Clay," Rick said.
        "You've been a while," noted Clay.
        "You wouldn't believe the night I've had,"Rick said,"Gangers,
Sentinels, whores, pimps... man, it's been wild."
        "Man," muttered the tech,"This thing is old."
        "Yeah," muttered Clay,"We need a new one, but The Sentinels won't
give us one for some reason."
        "Okay," said the tech, standing up and lightly slapping the
E-Feed,"That'll hold it for three of four weeks definitely, after that it's
a crap shoot."
        "Man, I miss Los Vegas," said Rick unexpectedly,"Used to be this
cute Showgirl I hung about with, named Marlo, man, she was damn sexy."
        Clay grinned,"What? You don't get enough sex nowadays to keep you
happy?"
        Rick laughed, then told Clay about the night he'd had.

        -

        Blink stumbled to her knees.
        "Are you all right?" Nightcrawler asked her.
        "That blink took alot out of me," she moaned,"Must be the leap
between dimensions that takes alot out of me, because there shouldn't
be a limit to how far I can blink."
        "But did you actually blink into this Universe?" he asked her,"I
was brought in by a strange flash of yellow light."
        "So was I," she said,"But I thought it was a trap, so I tried to
Blink my way out... I felt something tear inside my chest and then I was
standing in that alley with Skin."
        "You felt a tear? Do you feel anything now?" he asked, obviously
concerned.
        "Nah," she said with a laugh,"I'm fine, look, let's make camp
for the night, you get us some water."
        She turned away and began to set up a fire, he moved away but
kept checking back, several times he noticed her wince and place a hand
just below her right breast.
        They would have to discuss this, and soon.

        -

        "Wow, you're so tense," BoomBoom said, massaging John's large
shoulders,"You should learn to relax."
        He grunted,"Tell me, BoomBoom, would you be able to relax if
a group of soulless robots had just killed your brother for no other
reason than the fact that he happened to be born a mutant?"
        She didn't say anything, although she did pause for a second
before continuing to massage his shoulders.
        "I still remember when the Sentinels came in here," he muttered,"I
was only a little older than James is... was now.  They came in and stopped
everyone, held the place to siege and the humans were fucking celebrating,
even those that lost families in the quake that broke us off from America.
They thought the Eurasian's were coming to wipe out us muties, and then
the rumors about Mastermold started, that some Sentinel accidentally
stumbled upon the original Sentinel Manufacturing Robot created by that
bastard Trask and it took them over, cut them off from Eurasia and declared
martial law.  The humans still celebrated, till they realized they didn't
have any rights anymore, the Sentinels removed all human rights in order
to protect humans from themselves."
        Tabitha sighed, she wasn't a psychologist, but she did know how
to relax men.  Since she didn't want to be stuck in a cage with the mutant
equivalent of a pissed off bear, she decided to give it a go.
        - Besides, he's quite cute. -
        She massaged his shoulders, lowering her body down so her head
was leaning next to his.
        Before he could react, she lightly kissed his neck.
        "Huh?" he said with a start.
        "Shhh," she said,"Just let me relax you."
        He didn't know hot to react, how could he tell her he'd never been
with a woman? Would she even believe him?
        She lightly nuzzled at his ear, her arms sliding down over his
muscular chest.
        "Tabitha," he said,"I...."
        "You guys wanna leave off on that until I can get you somewhere
private?" said a voice, they both looked up in surprise at a blond man
leaning against the wall across from that cell.  He was older than John,
but still young, his smile was one he obviously used often, there was
a good naturedness to him neither had ever seen before.
        "Who are you?" asked John, suspicious.
        "Clay Quartermain," chuckled Clay,"Believe it or not, I work for
The Deviant Branch."
        The way he said it, it was as if he couldn't believe it either.
        "You know some asshole called Rick Jones?" asked Tabitha,"Coz I'd
love to tell the guy where he can put that i.d badge of his."
        Clay laughed,"He's my boss."
        "Oh shit!" cried Tabitha, had Rick sent this guy to get her? What
if she'd just blown her chance with him?
        "Relax," he said,"Mr Jones doesn't know I'm down here, but he told
me about what happened and I couldn't just leave it at that."
        "I don't understand," said John,"What do you mean?"
        "I mean," said Clay,"I've come to get you out of here."

        -

        Emplate slammed both palms onto the sides of Husk's head and
gripped tightly, trying to burrow the teeth in his hands into her head.
        She husked her skin, pulling back as she formed a diamond hard
skin he'd have difficulty penetrating.
        "Give it up, girl," growled Emplate,"I've fed on more mutants
than you've ever met."
        "I'm gonna met a lot more," she growled at him, then swung her
arm at him, connecting with his shoulder and making a cracking noise.
        "AHHH!" he squealed and collapsed to the ground.
        "What?" she said in surprise, staring down at the parasitic
mutant who was clutching his arm and mewling in pain.
        "My arm," he cried,"You've broken my arm."
        "I don't believe it," she said, surprised,"What is this? The
first time you've ever been in a fight."
        D.O.A chuckled,"Yeah, nobodies ever stood up to him before, he's
just scared them with that elephant face of his."
        "SHUT UP!" Emplate screamed at his diminutive companion.
        "You chicken shit sonuvabitch," Husk said quietly,"To think people
like you live down in places like this while good men like my Jono suffer
and die up on the surface."
        The luxury she spoke off would have been laughed at by someone
like Warren Worthington or Sebastian Shaw, but the underground chambers
were large, spacious and well appointed with stolen furniture.  The pipes
running along the wall carried steam and heated the room, he had clean
water and was safe from Sentinel attacks.
        "Listen," Emplate muttered,"We can make some kind of deal or...."
        She smashed her diamondhard fist as hard as she could into his
gasmask, smashing it.
        "NO!" he screamed, clutching at his throat,"Can't.... can't
breath!"
        She stood and watched him dispassionately as he died, then she
turned her attention to D.O.A.
        "Uhhh," he said uneasily, then inspiration struck,"What happened?
Where am I? All I remember is some kind of elephant thing casting a
hypnotic spell on me."
        "Can it you little munchkin," growled Husk,"You're going to work
for me."
        "Yes, ma'am!" he said, springing to attention and saluting.
        "I want you to go up to the surface and find out where John
Proudstar is."
        "Who?"
        She described him.
        "Okay," he turned to go, then turned back,"Mind if I ask why?"
        "It's simple," she replied,"We're going to create a real version
of what Emplate promised, we're going to set up a pipeline to Avalon!"

        -

        Rick Jones stared down from the gantry as Dani slid her tongue
up Charlotte Jones' thigh.  Nobody could mistake Charlotte for a relative
of Rick's, her skin was dark black that glistened with sweat and oils
as the Native American prepared to eat her out.  She had a fascinating
history, one that Rick really got off on.  There was nothing he liked more
than seeing strong, intelligent woman who could really make something of
themselves in normal conditions being reduced to nothing but fuckmeat in
order to survive.
        Charlotte Jones was just such an example, she'd been a young
cop with a remarkable future back before Apocalypse took over.  Everybody
had agreed that she would raise up the ranks quickly, she was intelligent,
she was strongwilled and had a brilliant talent for deduction.  She had
1st Class Detective written all over her.
        Then Apocalypse had come and she'd had to run to avoid the cullings,
she had to do things to survive she never would have allowed herself to
be submitted to in normal circumstances.  After a series of adventures
that Rick still found hard to believe she could have survived, she'd ended
up in Los Angeles Island, unfortunately she'd been found guilty of several
crimes (which she hadn't known were crimes, i.e loitering, littering, being
in Unauthorised areas, breaking curfew and speaking out against the
benevolent Sentinel rule) that resulted in her been sentenced for public
execution as an example.  Rick had learnt her story, had fallen in love
with the idea of turning her into nothing but fuckmeat and demanded to
be given her for Deviant Branch.
        The entire purpose of Deviant Branch was for propaganda, to
provide the humans suffering under militant rule some relief and to
convince them to keep the status quo.  The films that Rick made were
generally anti-mutant and painted the Sentinels in a good light, making
them look like the human's friends.  Mutants in the movies were either
buffoons, extremely evil or the victims of rape.
        But Rick was on good terms with nearly all of his 'actors', both
human and mutant.  In fact he particularly enjoyed the company of his
'star,' Dani Moonstar, who was a mutant.  But neither of them let this
dichotomy bother them, she enjoyed fucking and the privileges being an
S.P.T's favorite created, and he enjoyed talking to her and watching the
little bit extra she threw into her performances for him.
        He watched now, Dani had promised that on this particular little
performance, Charlotte - who was totally heterosexual - wouldn't be
faking an orgasm like she normally did in her girl/girl scenes.  And he
knew she always kept her word.
        Dani lifted her head up, placing it just above Charlotte's thighs,
she'd already surprised the black human female when she'd run her tongue
up her thighs, causing strange sensations that Charlotte had never felt
before to run through her body.
        Slipping her fingers down, Dani gently pulled the black lips of
Charlotte's pussy open, revealing the pink pleasure within.  The Native
American smiled, then lowered her head and gave a brief lick with her
tongue, not a broad lathering stroke but a quick, gentle flick.  She
heard the involuntary gasp come from Charlotte and smiled, then lowered
her tongue down and softly kissed her thigh at the point next to her
vagina.  She kissed down on one thigh, then moved over to the other and
began kissing up, getting closer and closer to Charlotte's cunt.  The
toned, muscular (but retaining her femininity) female moaned as she was
supposed to for the film, but it wasn't faked this time, she was actually
enjoying this.  She moaned in anticipation, then surprised herself by
crying out in disappointment as Dani pulled her face away.
        "Wha....?" she gasped.
        Dani just smiled up at her, then lowered her face back down,
nuzzling into Charlottes pussy, which was shaven except for a triangle
of black pussy hair above her clit.  Dani lightly brushed her lips lightly
over her new lover's slit.  Charlotte followed the script, but with a
natural enthusiasm that had been lacking in her other performances, she
reached down and grabbed Dani by the head, sliding her fingers through
her black hair, unconsciously trying to push Dani's face deeper into her
cunt.  Dani kissed harder now, slipping her tongue between the black
cuntlips, running her tongue up and down her lover's cunt, giving broad
strokes with her tongue that were sharply in contrast to those that she'd
been delivering earlier.  Charlotte gasped out and in pleasure mixed with
shock, she still couldn't believe she was enjoying this.  She'd never really
stood a chance, Dani was a pro and could make a castrato cum in Rick's
opinion.
        Dani began tonguefucking Charlotte, moving her rockhard tongue
push in and out of her cunt like a miniature cock, the black beauty
began moaning.
	"Please.....ooh......lick it, lick my clit.......please....." she
moaned, this was in the script, but the words had real meaning now, she
really wanted it.
        Dani pulled Charlotte's pussylips open wide, grinning
with satisfaction at the sight of her clitoris peering out of it's hood,
wanting a tonguebath like only she could deliver.
        Dani quickly flicked her tongue out and over Charlotte's clit,
making the African-American moaned in ecstasy, her muscular legs shuddering
as sensations wracked her body that usually only came during her orgams.
        Dani formed a small O with her lips and took the black woman's clit
into her oral orifice.  She gently sucked it at first, making Charlotte
cry out in pleasure, then began to suckle harder, relishing her lover's
bucking hips and jerking legs as she squealed in pleasure, shoving Dani's
face deeper into her muff.
        "YES! DO IT!" she cried out loud,"SUCK ME! I LOVE IT!"
        Dani had been cupping Charlotte's asscheeks after releasing her
lover's clit, now she brought one of her hands up from Charlotte's ass
and began to slide a couple of fingers in and out of the black woman's
cunt, rubbing them against the roof of her vagina.
        Charlotte's breath came faster and faster, punctuated by moans
of happiness and pleasure.  Dani - from long experience - knew that
Charlotte's orgasm was approaching.  She slid her tongue along the underside
of her clitoris, then began to run it quicly along under her thrusting,
plunging fingers into Charlotte's cunt.
        "AH SHIT!" screamed Charlotte and then her cunt exploded, juices
splashing out onto Dani's face, Dani - of course - lapped it up eagerly,
she had a real taste for female cum and she happily slammed her tongue
in and out of Charlotte's cunt, which was pressed firmly against her face
because of Charlotte's hands holding her there as her hips bucked up and
down, legs pushed out straight, locked in place.
        Finally her orgasm came to an end, her legs collapsed limp,
her hands released Dani's head and she dropped onto her back on the table
she'd been sitting on.  Dani lifted her dripping face from Charlotte's
hot cunt and grinned happily, radiant after getting a good taste of what
she wanted.  She stood up, staring down at Charlotte's naked, sweating
body.  She lowered her head and gave a couple of quick licks at her cunt,
then crawled onto the table, resting over Charlotte.
        The black woman opened her eyes and stared happily up at Dani,
she'd never felt this way with a man before and she wondered if she might
be able to convince Jones to give her more scenes with this hot Native
American babe.
        Dani slid the tip of a finger around Charlotte's small, firm
breasts, making slow, ever declining circles around the nipple until she
made contact with it, it was still erect.  She slid the other hand from
the top of her thigh up the side of her body, making her moan again and
shudder with pleasure.
        "Oh wow," she moaned, this wasn't in the script,"Thank you, thank
you so much, that was great."
        "Hey," laughed Dani, saying the final line, the one that was the
whole reason for this film being made,"I'm a mutant, what else am I good
for?"
        Rick chuckled, then turned around, the chuckle became a splutter
and then cough as he saw Clay trying to sneak two people into one of the
living quarters.
        "Quartermain!" he yelled,"What are you doing?"
        "Oh shit," muttered Clay,"I was hoping to avoid this."

        -

        "Listen, Clay," muttered Rick, standing in the small room where
John and Tabitha sat, staring at them both in apprehension,"I know you've
helped people escape before, I let it slide because you're usually discreet
and you're a damn good assistant, but this is going too far."
        "Listen," argued Quartermain,"They were going to kill these
two, I don't know what the big guy did, but the girl only got caught
because she was sucking you off!"
        John's eyes narrowed.
        "So I'm supposed to feel guilty because some slut was giving me
a blowjob in the hopes of becoming a leech!?" cried Rick.
        John leaped to his feet.
        "Watch it, big guy," growled Rick, not afraid despite Thunderbird's
considerable bulk.
        "Call her a slut again, and I'll....."
        A light beeping noise emanated from Rick's waist, he swore and
headed out the door.
        "What was that?" asked Tabitha, trying to distract and calm John
down.
        "Door alarm," said Clay,"Probably just kids throwing rocks at the
door or something, it's happened before."
        Rick came back, he looked pale and drawn, truly scared.
        "What is it?" asked Quartermain.
        Rick gulped.
        "I hope you're proud, Quartermain," he muttered,"You wanna know
who just came through the doors?" he swore under his breath, then told
them.
        "A whole patrol of Bio-Sentinels."