Supervillain Dominique Danger 1

[Prophaniti]

Hi everyone

I wrote this about a Supervillain Dominique Danger to accompany this picture I had commed: You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login

She loved it and gave me permission to post, so enjoy and let me know what you think

"Is that a new super?"
The woman pointed her finger at the hovering object high in the sky as she tried to make sense of it. Others around her noticed her words and action and looked to the sky as well. A few people turned into a crowd, then a horde of onlookers with hands cupped around their eyes all trying to verify the woman's claim. Activity around the bustling city square ceased as everyone stopped to uncover the mystery.
"I can't see anything"
"The sun's too bright"
"What is that?"
"Something's just... floating there?"
"IT'S A PERSON. IT'S A SUPER!" a man cried out as they pulled a set of binoculars away from their eyes. They grabbed the nearest person in a fierce hug as people all around began to celebrate their announcement. A small circle of people started jumping and celebrating, their city had a new protector! Shouts and cheers for their newest hero spread slowly outwards until the entire city square was a solid celebrating mass. The noise quickly growing loud enough that the hero above took notice and began to float down.
As they sank further and further, more details came to be known. A billowing red cape. Purple uniform and boots. Black Gloves. Short blond hair. And...
"Holy Shit! Look at the size of his arms!"
"His arms? Nah check out his legs, they are massive! Have you ever seen a hero built like that?"
"I don't think that's a guy? It's..."
"A GIRL! OUR NEW SUPER IS A GIRL! AND SHE'S JACKED"
She landed gracefully in the exact middle of the cheering throng. Their celebrations had somehow grown even more intense, no one had ever seen a hero like her before. Purple boots that came up to her mid-calf as if that was all they were able to contain. A purple unitard that left her arms and legs bare, their power on full display for all to see. A window cut into the chest to show her cleavage, as if there was any doubt she was a woman. And her symbol, a crown placed above two handcuffs showing off her commitment to justice.
"You're amazing," a woman spoke out as she stumbled forward, mesmerized by her power and beauty. She reached a hand out to her new favourite hero. Caught up in the moment, she stroked her arm and leaned forward, lips pursed to give her a kiss.
The hero stepped into her, one hand on her waist and the other on her back as she dipped her. She leaned in and kissed her as people cheered. The woman's eyes closed, lost in the ecstasy of the moment as her tongue pressed against the hero's lips before playfully entering and swirling around her tongue. She swiftly withdrew her tongue, inviting the super to follow.
The hero's super-strong tongue punched through and ripped out her front teeth, then withdrew back into her own mouth before punching through another tooth again. Her eyes widened in shock and pain as the hero methodically ripped her teeth out one-at-a-time. She looked up into the hero's eyes and shivered as she saw them staring down at her. Amused. Cold. Sadistic. Imperious. Predatory. She was nothing but a plaything. They had made a mistake; this was no hero.
"mmmaaaarrrrgghhhh"
A muffled scream erupted from her. Her hands beat and clawed on the super's invulnerable skin as she tried to break the kiss. The crowd slowly backed away as they sensed that something was wrong. If the super noticed any of this, she didn't care.
The super's tongue knocked out her last teeth before brutally writhing around her mouth. Her tongue ran along the inside of her cheeks, the strength and speed tearing them open on the inside. She pressed her tongue against the roof of her mouth and pierced through her palate before moving her tongue forward and splitting it in half. Finally, she battered her tongue back and forth before forcibly entwining it with her own and tearing it out.
The super broke off the kiss and removed her hands. The unconscious girl fell, her mouth opened and spewed forth a stew of blood, teeth, and tongue as she hit the ground. She'd either bleed out or drown in her own blood, and the super was looking forward to either.
A woman screamed, volunteering herself toy be the next toy broken. The super appeared in front of her and reached her fingers into her mouth. One hand grasped her upper jaw and the other grabbed her lower one. She pulled down, tearing her jaw off and ripping her neck open. The crowd screamed and broke into a terrified run away from the spectacle in front of them.
Still holding her dying toy by the mouth, she ascended into the sky. She spun in the air and watched the crowd flee around her, searching for her next victim. She spied a single man who seemed to be standing still and looking confused. She dropped the body in her hand and flew over him before crashing down. Her boots landed perfectly on his shoulders as she smashed his body into a gory pancake beneath her. His head perfectly preserved as a horrifying surprise.
She stepped off of him and surveyed the crowd, they were getting pretty far from her. The concrete broke under her feet as she sprinted into the crowd. She didn't bother striking anyone, she simply ran into them at super-speed, their bodies exploding against hers like gore-filled balloons. She ran all throughout the crowd, spreading terror and death to as many as she could. A man happened to be her exact height and was looking directly at her, her super speed and reflexes gave her a wonderful view of his face and brain as she ran through them.
She gradually slowed down until she no longer burst bodies by hitting them, the air pressure from her speed keeping them plastered against her body as she kept running. Once she had 3 bodies stacked in front of her like that, she ran and collided with a wall. She took a step back and shook her chest from side-to-side, chuckling as the 3 bodies had been completely flattened and remained plastered to her chest. She ran her hands down her body and wiped their remains off her chest.
She sped into the crowd again, grabbed a body at random and threw it against a nearby wall. Their scream was abruptly silenced as they exploded in the air. She scowled, she had thrown them too hard and they had collided with the air at super-sonic speeds. She grabbed another body, then another, and another; throwing them at the wall until one finally survived to hit the wall and burst into a red flower. Just to be sure, she threw a few more, delighting in hearing their screams abruptly cut off as they splattered against the wall.
She grabbed a running man by the ankle and swung him against a woman. She looked shocked as the woman remained exactly as she was. She looked at the leg in her hand and was surprised that there was nothing past the knee, she had swung too hard again. Her super-sight saw the rest of his body flying through the air and hit the ground while her super-hearing heard him crash with a wet crack, his breathing stopping almost immediately.
She grabbed the woman by the feet instead and swung her at someone else, albeit much, much more softly, then harder, and harder again and again until her dead body came apart as she swung. Satisfied that she had found the right level of strength, her next few human clubs died at the same moment of their targets in a wet explosion of gore.
Her next victims she simply threw into the air. Their screams gradually fading away before rising again to crescendo before the splat. She especially enjoyed the different sounds they made depending on what they hit; a metallic *THUMP* and an alarm as they landed on a car, a wet *SCHLUUCK* as they were impaled on a flagpole, a meaty *SPLAT* as they hit concrete.  She even lucked out and a few landed on other people, an unexpected but welcome surprise.
Sirens. She had heard them for a while now, but they were finally close. She stopped and turned, arms crossed against her chest, facing the direction she knew they were coming from and waited impatiently for her new playthings.
The five cruisers spread out in front of her, ten officers opened both front doors and used them as cover as they trained their weapons on her. They kept a good distance away, but she could make them all out, proud men and women in uniform all thinking they could stop her. It would be laughable if it wasn't so stupid.
They shouted commands at her, conflicting orders to not move, get on the ground, place her hands on her head, on the ground, etc.  She simply stood there and glared at them with contempt. A much larger vehicle pulled up behind them. Her X-ray vision saw through its siding that it housed something very large, something that could be interesting.
The order to fire rang out as one of the officers got fed up with her lack of cooperation. A cacophony of *SNAPS*, *CRACKS*, and *BOOMS* as the officers unloaded ruin and death in her direction. The supersonic ammunition crossed the distance in a fraction of a second, but it may as well be slow motion to her and she tracked the individual paths of every bullet and pellet that came her way. She could have avoided every single one, but instead she let them harmlessly impact her body like rain. Her flesh dimpled slightly from the impacts, but nothing broke through her skin.
Her arms were a blur as they picked the projectiles that would have missed out of the air. The sound died down as the officers stared at her shocked, they hadn't done anything to her at all. She slammed her hands together and squeezed, the immense pressure she exerted fused the bullets she had gathered into a mishappen ball of metal that she then tossed lightly in their direction.
The larger vehicle opened up and unveiled a massive weapon. The weapon moved slightly as it was adjusted to aim at her. She listened in on the techs rushed commands.
"Power levels optimal"
"Capacitors at maximum"
"Targeting locked in"
"COVER YOUR EYES, FIRE"
A beam of light erupted from the barrel of the massive gun and almost instantly hit her directly in the chest. Steam wafted above the beam as moisture in the air evaporated due to the extreme heat. The officers all shielded their eyes and sought cover as the beam pulsed with power.
"Direct hit! Increase power output, let's fry her!"
The beam increased in size and intensity, somehow getting even brighter. A hum began to emit from the weapon, quickly growing in intensity the longer the weapon continued to fire. Smoke began to rise from the equipment as safety warnings blared all around. The monitors suddenly all went blank as an emergency shutdown was activated.
The officers all stood and looked to where she had been standing. They rubbed after-images of the intense light from their eyes as the techs brought monitoring and data collection equipment back online
"I GOT THAT BITCH! I GOT HE..."
The commanding techs exuberant shouting died as the equipment came online and everyone's vision cleared. She was still there, standing in the exact same place. The beam hadn't affected her at all, simply scorching the area all around her with intense heat.
She took a step forward, and slowly advanced on her prey; the ground cracked beneath her boots. The officers frantically reloaded and opened fire, their once coordinated assault now disorganized and broken by their fear. The techs frantically tried to bring systems and power back online for their worthless weapon.
A pair of officers broke and ran, she quickly sped through their cordon and grabbed the first one by the back of his neck. She lifted him off the ground with one hand as she turned him to look at her. Bullets pinged off her back as she turned both of them so he wouldn't be hit.
"Please... please... I have a wife and kid," he plead with her.
She scowled and ripped off his pants. Somehow, his dick was hard. She grabbed his cock and squeezed; his flesh ran like putty between her fingers. The world seemed to quiet down as he let out a harrowing scream that froze the other officers where they stood. She released his mangled dick and smiled at the results; the head connected to his body by a thin tube of destroyed cockmeat. She grabbed his balls and rolled them painfully between her fingers before crushing them to paste within his sack.
He passed out, but she wasn't finished yet. She lifted him higher and then punched his hip, the powerful blow pulverizing the ball and socket. She then reached down, grabbed his knee and squeezed, followed by his ankle. Her face practically shone with delight as her hands destroyed all the joints in his legs.
She sped to the other runner, hitting him from behind lightly and knocking him onto ground. He turned and held one hand up to plead as he crawled backwards away from her. She tossed the body in her hand beside him, he turned to look and screamed at the destruction she had wrought. She wrinkled her nose as he pissed himself.
She reached down and grabbed his ankle, holding him upside down in the air. Her free hand grabbed his foot and twisted it harshly. A bright smile was on her face as she wrenched his limb all around to ensure she completely severed his ligaments and tendons. She grabbed his thigh now and lifted him higher again before rotating his upper and lower legs in opposite directions, pulling and twisting the limbs apart as she savored the sound of them tearing. Finally, she grabbed his crotch and used it to hold him in the air as she rotated his thigh and finished her dark work on that leg and repeated it on the other. 
She gave his legs a once-over with her x-ray vision to ensure she had completely severed all the ligaments and tendons in his legs. Satisfied, she squeezed her hand and crushed his cock and balls into a bloody paste. He finally slipped into unconsciousness as she tossed the ruined man beside his fellow.
She turned to see a fist almost directly in her face. She had always known he was there and let him get this close. She turned and watched his punch travel in slow motion. It was a good punch, his body rotated with the blow to drive as much force as humanly possible into her. Too bad it would never be enough.
His fist hit her jaw, but her head didn't move at all. A wet *CRACK* split the air as the bones in his hand fractured. He didn't seem to notice, adrenaline kicking in as his body twisted the other way to drive his other fist straight into her chest. Her breast moved slightly before another *CRACK* resounded. She grabbed his throat and squeezed, his body falling to his knees as she choked the life from him. She savored the panic in his eyes as forced him into unconsciousness. She dropped him unceremoniously and turned to face the rest of the force.
She was a whirlwind of destruction as she sped from cop to cop, maiming them before moving onto the next. The first she simply punched in the chest, instantly snapping every rib and fracturing their sternum. Then she sped to another and kicked them in the crotch, splitting their pelvis in half. She sped to the next and lifted their screaming body over her head before slamming them down onto her thigh, instantly snapping the woman's spine. The next just seemed to come apart as she passed at super-speed, his arms fell to the ground as they had been cut off mid-bicep followed by his torso toppling as his legs had been sheared mid-thigh. The next officer had managed to reload and emptied the entire magazine at her, she carefully moved and turned her body at super speed so that each bullet ricocheted back and struck him.
The remaining two officers were frozen in fear. She slowly sauntered to them as one dropped to the ground and clasped his hands together to pray. She dealt with him first, putting her hands outside his and squeezing together, mashing his hands together into a single ball of meat and broken bone. Her hands moved up his arms, slowly crushing them together into paste before locking her sights on the final officer.
She grabbed his head in both hands. Her arms and his head seemed to vibrate as she shook his head at superspeed, watching his brain slam into the sides of his skull tens of times a second. In five seconds, he had the worst case of CTE the world had ever seen. Ten seconds and he was a drooling mess.
She turned to the large weapon that the techs were still trying to get online to fire again. They were so lost in their work that they didn't notice her until she was in the truck with them. They all backed away from her as she slowly walked menacingly towards them until their backs were against the wall.
Singling one of them out, she grabbed him by the throat and lifted him high into the air. Her fist pulled back and slammed into his midsection, sinking deep into his pudgy flesh. He screamed as his body was rocked by the force of her blow. She drew her fist back and slammed it into him again, and again, and again. Each blow hitting a different unprotected part of his midsection. Each blow coming faster and harder until his entire midsection was a deep purplish black. She released him and he dropped to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, blood trickling out of his mouth.
She stood in front of the next one and threw a punch at his arm, her fist stopping just before touching him. His flesh turned black from the compressed air in front of her fist touching his skin and there was a loud *SNAP* as the bone shattered under the air pressure. She fired another punch at his body, then another, and another, patches of black skin showing where she had pulverized the bones within and cooked him alive. She ceased her barrage and his body fell to the ground as she turned to the commanding technician, her final victim.
He was sitting on the ground and huddled against the wall, trying to make himself as small as possible. A small puddle of piss slowly spread on the floor around him. She reached out and grabbed his head in her hands, his eyes were watering and teary. She pulled him off the ground to look into his face.
A finger moved slightly; a crack resounding form his skull as she fractured it. He screamed. Another finger moved slightly again. Another fracture, another scream. Her fingers roamed his skull, pressing in and carefully fracturing the bones again and again and again. *CRACK* after *CRACK* echoing in the vehicle as she destroyed his cranium. She was careful though, her x-ray vision watching to ensure she didn't pierce through and damage the delicate meat inside. He had long stopped screaming by the time she carefully set his misshapen head on the floor, his cranium a loose bag of meat and bone with his brain somehow intact and perfectly fine.
She flew up and ripped through the ceiling of the truck before disappearing into the sky. Her exit just as unheralded as her entry.
________________________________________
"Everyone, I'd like to introduce our new captain, Captain Fons!" the sergeant announced to a subdued bullpen. The officers stood at their desks and politely clapped, but many kept glancing down at their screens. Their attention was clearly on other things.
"Alright stow it," she said clearly as she raised her hand to indicate they should all stop. "I heard what happened on the way in and I know you all want to get her. Everyone get back to work, you too Sergeant, and report in when you've got something for me. We'll do the introductions and bullshit later"
She walked into her new office and began setting her things up. She was quietly pleased with herself that no one had noticed. A wig, contacts, and a change in her expression, voice pitch, and posture and no one had any idea it was her. That and who would ever suspect that the new police captain was actually a sadistic killing machine?
After arranging her effects around the office, she sat down and started reading the files on her new staff. Overall, they were better than most departments around the country, then again you had to be the best to work in a city filled with supers. That's why she had requested the transfer, she was the best and wanted to work where it was most challenging. And for other reasons.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
"Come in," she called out as she looked up and watched the sergeant enter her office with a sombre expression on his face. She gestured towards the seat in front of her desk, inviting the sergeant to take a seat. "Have something for me?"
"We've got a description of the situation that's been verified by multiple eye-witnesses. Forensics have finished a preliminary canvas of the area and our medical teams have transported whoever they can to the nearest hospital"
"Alright start from the top"
"A new super appeared in the sky and a crowed formed. She came down and started killing immediately, only stopping when officers arrived on scene. The officers gave her several chances to surrender and opened fire when they did not. Their weapons proved ineffective. R&D rolled out a new weapon they had been testing and used that on her, but that was ineffective as well. She then attacked the officers before flying away"
"Attacked, not killed? She can't be that dangerous if our officers managed not to be killed as well."
"No ma'am, it looks like they chose not to kill any officers"
"Any description on the super?"
He flips through his notes, "blonde hair, purple, red and black costume, big tits..."
"Really, big tits?" she asked and he just shrugged.
"And built, like stupid muscular. Several civilians even said they had never seen a super as jacked as she was"
She nodded, "powers?"
"Strength, flight, durability, and speed are what we can confirm, no idea if she has any more or just how strong her powers are"
"And all our weapons were useless?"
"Forensics found a crumpled ball of various metals that had some intact bullets stick out. Couple that with far too few ricochets and found bullets for the number of rounds fired and she's at least fast enough to catch several bullets at once. The R&D weapon was recording data and they survived that, so I highly doubt any of our projectiles did anything."
"Alright, civilian casualties?
"We think she killed around 50 civilians."
"...Think?"
"We can identify only so many intact bodies, some of them are just..." —He stopped and shuddered as he thought about the descriptions he had read. It took her a great deal of willpower not to smile at his reaction— "Forensics just isn't sure how many bodies might be in some areas and they won't know until they try cataloging all the remains"
She nodded, "and our people?"
"9 officers and all 3 R&D techs were being transported to the nearest trauma centre when last I checked. I'm still waiting on a list of injuries, but its going to be bad"
"9 officers? I thought there were 10"
"Yes, the last officer's inju—"
He stopped as a great cheer went up in the bullpen. Enthusiastic clapping and cheering echoing throughout the entire floor. She raised an eyebrow as she looked at the sergeant. He got up and looked out the door window; a smile broke out on his face.
"Speak of the devil," he said enthusiastically as he opened the door and stepped out, clapping as well. "Officer Bennings, hero of the day!"
"Thanks sarge, but I don't think I deserve this for being injured the least"
"Don't worry about it, we could use a win right now. Now I'm sorry to do this, but we'll need to debrief you an..." —She coughed loudly to get their attention— "Right allow me to introduce our new captain, Captain Fons," he stepped aside and held the door open for Bennings to enter.
Bennings stepped inside, "it's a pleasure to meet you Cap..."
He froze and his eyes grew wide as he saw her. He seemed to trip over the word repeatedly. Good, someone did notice, I was worried this would be too easy
"The pleasure is mine Officer Bennings," she stood and reached out to guide him towards the empty chair. "Sergeant, I'll handle his debrief now. I was going to go around and introduce myself and I can't think of a better place to start than the hero of the hour. Let me know when you have an update on our people in the trauma centre"
"Will do captain," he said over his shoulder as he closed the door behind him.
She guided Bennings to the seat and stood across from him, leaning against her desk and crossing her arms in front of her. Her normal expression is back, haughty and amused. He simply sat in the seat and stared at the ground as she waited for him to do... anything.
"You... you're her," he stammers out.
"I am"
"I'll tell everyone"
"Go ahead, but what do you think is going to happen if you do?"
He looked up into her face, hate in his eyes. She found it amusing and grinned down at him. She uncrossed her arms and began to inspect her nails.
"The 10 of you couldn't do anything to me and your little weapon was useless as well. Do you really think that's going to change?" She stopped inspecting her nails and turned to stare him directly in the eyes. "If anyone finds out, I'll kill every single person in this building and make you watch. And then, I'll punish you for ruining my fun."
She reached behind her and turns her monitor around so he can see. On the screen is his full personnel file. He's silent as his eyes flicked between her and the monitor in complete shock. He swallows nervously.
"Your son just started school, right? It would be shame if something happened to him. And your wife has your second on the way. What do you think hurts worse, losing the baby now or soon after birth?"
"Someone will figure it out. We're good cops here"
"I know you are, that's why I wanted the transfer. I wanted to work with the best. But I honestly don't care if they do, would just mean I kill everyone sooner rather than later."
Her head cocked to the side, as if she was listening to something. Then she suddenly stood up and walked back around her desk to her seat. She sat down just as there was a knock on the door.
"Come in"
"Captain, they've all arrived at the trauma centre now."
"Excellent, lets head on over. Bennings is coming too, I'm sure he would like to check in on his squadmates."
________________________________________
"I want to reassure you that the doctors here are some of the finest in the world. They treat our supers, so they know what they're doing and I'm sure they'll get you back on your feet in no time. The sergeant and Bennings both tell me you're one of the best and I'm looking forward to working with you to nail this bitch"
If he heard her, or if he even cared at all, he gave no indication. He just stared off into the distance. She gave his hand shake and stood up from his bedside. The sergeant patted him on the shoulder and turned to leave, shaking his head side-to-side. Bennings just looked at his colleague sadly before turning and leading them out of the room. The Chief of Medicine was awaiting them outside and they followed him to his office. She stood off to the side while the sergeant and Bennings took the chairs.
"How are my people doing?" she asked from the side.
"I don't even know where to start..." the doctor said as he looked worriedly at the reports in front of him.
"Who can I put on active duty like Bennings here?"
"None of them," he explained sadly. "None of them will be on active duty again any time soon, some of them may never return to active duty"
The sarge asked, "who's likely to come back? They were some of the bravest officers we had and their presence will be missed"
"Officer Bishop could come back within a year. Her pelvis was severely fractured, but nothing too extensive. Officer Murray has... well a lot of shrapnel wounds but we can clean those up well enough. After that..." –The doctor got silent as they contemplated the rest of the reports before continuing– "Technician Brown has severe internal bleeding and several badly bruised or ruptured organs, but they could come back eventually. Officer Dukes has had every rib and their sternum snapped with several lung perforations; they could probably come back to less strenuous work eventually. Officer Hunter will never walk again. We've replanted Officer Prescott's limbs, but we have no way of knowing how they will take in the future, he may be perfectly fine, have troubles for the rest of his life, or we end up removing them anyway. Officer Gibbs will need double arm prosthetics, there's simply no repairing his arms. Technician Lambert will most likely need several prosthetics due to the severity of his burns and somehow sections of his bones were completely pulverized, there's simply no repairing them. Officer Collins, I don't think I've ever seen a case of CTE that bad, he'll need 24-hour care for the rest of his life, poor guy just had a kid too. As for Head Technician Price, I don't know how but his skull was been completely smashed yet his brain is perfect, we're still trying to figure out how to repair that. "
The doctor looked at Bennings, "respectfully officer, you were extremely lucky. The way she treated everyone else, she must have forgotten you or something"
The sergeant and the doctor looked at Bennings, they couldn't see her grinning at him from the side. But he could, and he grew worried.
"Are we missing anyone?" she asked and everyone turned to look at her. "I swear my report said there were 9 officers and 3 technicians."
"Yes, Officer Harris had every joint in his legs destroyed, we can rebuild and replace, but he never walk easily or without pain again. Officer Kane had every tendon and ligament in his legs completely torn, we'll need to do a complete reconstruction but he'll have the same rough outcomes as Officer Harris. And umm... "–The Doctor blanched and looked like he was going to throw-up— "They both suffered extreme penile and testicle trauma. Both will require phalloplasty to recreate their penises and prosthetics for their testicles, but there are problems with that"
"What problems? I'm sure our insurance and benefits should cover it"
"It doesn't. An implant wouldn't restore any medical function so its not covered by the officer's insurance"
"Shit, how expensive are they?"
"Couple thousand each, the officers should be able to afford it on their own"
She looked at Bennings and the sergeant, "we could set up a fundraiser for them?"
The sergeant shook his head, "those guys are too manly for that. They'd never let anyone know there was a problem, let alone beg for money to fix it. In either case, we can ask them if they'd like us to, but I doubt they'd agree"
"Alright, that's everything then. Let's get back to the station and get to work on catching this bitch"
"Shouldn't we leave some officers behind as guards?" asked the sergeant.
"No, if she wanted them dead, they'd be dead. She obviously wanted them alive for some reason so they're in no danger." She looked at the doctor, "keep us up to date with their progress and let me know the minute anything important happens."
The trio left the office and headed towards the front entrance. She scowled as she saw numerous film crews and reporters waiting for them. The sergeant spied an open room to the side and gestured for them all to go inside.
"Fucking vultures," she swore. "And inside the hospital too, we'll need to take care of this"
"What do you want me to do?" asked the sergeant.
"Get them cleared out for one thing, shouldn't be in here disturbing the doctors and nurses. Have them re-assemble outside and let them know we'll be out to make a statement shortly."
"We, Captain?"
"Bennings is the hero of the day, they'll want to hear from him more than me. Congratulations kid, you just became the poster child of the department."
The sergeant grimaced, "good luck Bennings, I wouldn't want that job."
"Get a move on sergeant, I'll stay here and prep him on what to say"
"On it"
"Why are you doing this?" he asked confusedly as turned to her as the sergeant left the room and closed the door,
"Because you don't have any media training and I don't want you looking like a fool up there"
"That's not what I meant, why did you let us live? You could have killed us..."
"Still could", she interrupted him.
"You could kill us all, so why did you let us live"
"I wanted the publicity," she answered him amusedly. "Kill some civilians and it's a footnote in the news, even if it's a new super involved. But the news loves cops, guaranteed lead story."
"But you still would have gotten that if you killed us all"
"Do you know how long I enjoy a death for?"
"What?"
"A death. Killing someone. Do you have any idea how long that enjoyment lasts?"
".. no"
"About 3 seconds." – She pauses to enjoy his horrified look— "That's how long it lasts, 3 seconds. It doesn't matter how quickly I kill them or how long it takes for them to actually die, I only enjoy it for about 3 seconds because once I know they're going to die, then I know there's nothing more I can do to them. Anything after that moment is just dessert, it's a nice add-on, but I'm here for the steak."
She walked over and grabbed his shoulder, as her other hand caressed the cast on his hand. She then moved her hand higher up, gripping his bicep painfully and she teasingly pulled and twisted it.
"But if I just maim you, I can enjoy that for as long as you live. The sergeant called them some of the bravest officers he knew?" –She closed her eyes and cocked her head to the side, as if listening to something; a euphoric smile spread across her face. It was the most horrifying thing he had ever seen— "3 of them are crying right now. 2 are considering suicide. 1 spouse is wondering what their life with the baby will be like. 4 other spouses are considering divorce and 2 mothers are trying to reassure their kids that daddy's going to be alright"
She released his bicep and pulled him closer to stare into her face, "And I did that! I let 12 people live and ruined at least 24 lives. They have to live with what I've done to them and what comes after. Every moment of despair and lament, every argument, every broken sob, every shameful look; I can see and hear them all! It's a gift that keeps on giving that I get to enjoy for as long as I chose. And the very best part? I can still take more. They don't get to stop suffering until I want them too. And if anyone tries to ill themselves, I'll stop them. And then I think I'll punish them more for trying to escape me."
"Why did you treat me so differently?"
"You were the stupidest person there, I mean really, trying to punch someone you just watched take all that weapons fire? You're clearly handicapped enough already"
"And Harris? Kane? You didn't go after anyone else like you did them"
"Tch those ballless cowards? If you're going to try and kill someone the least you can do is stick around for them to kill you back. But no, they ran and left everyone else behind. So first I took their legs so they can't do that again. Then I took their cock and balls because they don't deserve them"
"You're a monster!"
"Ahh, now you understand, and you're going to help me. You're going to keep the other officers from suspecting me"
"You want me to help keep your secret?" he asked with disgust.
"No, I don't care if you do. But the longer my secret stays secret, the longer you all get to live."
"Like them?"
"Maybe, its still better than being dead though, no?"
She cocked her head to the side again, "alright looks like they're all setup outside. We'll keep it simple. I'll introduce you; you answer a few questions and reassure everyone we've got this in hand and we're working on it. O and they'll probably ask you for a name. Tell them, that she told you hers."
"And what would that be?"
"Dominique Danger"

[Prophaniti]

⚡ Support Saradas

Keep the archive alive with Bitcoin

1QDxcxUx8pnsZvauyVxTqaJrWkeNhQrPdK

Donate →

[Flex dir]

I loved this story, I love stories with extremely powerful and violent women who enjoy the suffering of their victims in despair, I hope this story has a sequel, if it does have a sequel it already has a fan.