Author's note: this chapter takes place on the same night as the previous one...only later...
Warning: Also, there are some scenes of a mature nature due to sexual or violent content
She awoke to the sound of her mother's screams. The beautiful young daughter was up and standing naked in the center of her room before she realized she had left her bed. She quickly slipped on the beautiful silken robe that the mysterious Harbinger had given her, belted it, and was out the door before the scream that had awakened her ended. Brilliant light poured out of the suite of rooms that served as her mother and father's sleeping quarters. The screams were louder now. Her father's mingled with her mother's, but underneath the screams she could hear the clear sound of laughter. The young woman leaped through the door way. Her eyes were completely blinded by the light, but her mutant mind scanned for the presence of her parents or for the cause of their distress.
"So glad you could join us, Claudia," a voice said in her mind.
"Nicole?" her mind said back. "What's going on? What's wrong with Mother and Father?"
"Everything's wrong with them," Nicole spat. "You have no idea what they did to us do you. You and I are the same person for all intents and purposes, yet you blindly accept our similarities as just being twins. Why are we so dependent on each other, Claudia? Why do I have the power to teleport, but only you can guide my jumps. Why do you have the telepathic abilities while I have the physical manifestation of that ability in my telekinesis? Why do our light abilities work best when we are together? Why Claudia...WHY? TELL HER FATHER...TELL HER WHAT YOU DID TO US!!!!"
Claudia for the first time since her arrival took note of the scene. Her eyes had begin to adjust to the horrible glare. She looked toward the bed, and there handcuffed to the huge wrought iron frame was her mother. Her father lay atop her and between her legs....their position of pleaure turned to one of utter pain and anguish. His body glowed with an intensity she had never seen before. As Nemesis, the White Bishop, her father could transform his body into living light. She and her sister had inherited some of this ability, but what was going on now?
"PLEASE NICOLE......STOP WHATEVER IT IS YOU'RE DOING. IT'S KILLING THEM!" Claudia screamed. "What's going on?"
"Dear Sister," Nicole spat. "The handcuffs were dear mom and pop's idea. Apparently you and I didn't just develop our kinky streak. Mom and dad very very naught. There was a servant girl with them earlier, but poor dear dad's photovaltics were a bit much for her now that I've telekinetically boosted his energy output and froze him in place. I'm sure there's a few pieces of the little whore lying around here somewhere. Mom on the other hand seems to be a bit more tolerant......Must be years of exposure."
Claudia looked at her prone naked parents. Her mind recreated the scene. The click of the hand cuffs over her mother's delicate wrists. The look of intensity in her father's eyes as he called in the serving girl......but what had happened to turn this nite from an erotic adventure into a scene of horror. She looked again at her parents, now trapped in their lovers embrace.
There was a look of unholy terror in the eyes of her mother as the man she had known and loved for years became a time bomb laying atop her, and in her father's eyes, there lay a look of heart wrenching sorrow.
"Nicole, please," Claudia broke down. "There must be some mistake."
"There's no mistake, it's all in the files Robert has been getting from the BHC computers," Nicole continued. "Don't you think there's a reason why Dear Old Dad built this hideaway at Key Trofeo.....far from the eyes of the other members? He wanted a place to hide what he was doing, because he was building a secret weapon. That weapon is us, you idiot, or more appropriately me. You're nothing more than a useless shell that Daddy created to siphon off some of my power. Even Robert knows which one of us is the real thing and who's the cheap copy, otherwise why would he have showed me the truth about us."
"Robert?" Claudia questioned stalling for time, hoping she could find a way to diffuse the situation. "A tolerable enjoyance at best.....he meant nothing to me," she lied.
Nicole appeared taken aback by this. She had looked forward to her sister's tears of rage and jealousy that she too had been sleeping with Maxwell. This wouldn't do at all. Nicole turned back to her father and gave his powers a final telekinetic push as he literally exploded, engulfing himself and his wife in a concussive blast of light.
Claudia reached out to her father's mind at the last instant, begging him for answers that would provide reason for Nicole's insane acts. She made contact just as he exploded, and then felt Nicole trigger her teleportation ability to escape the blast. Claudia quickly used her control over Nicole's jump-field to include herself as well, and then did something she knew had to be done, but that she would regret for the rest of her life. Claudia concentrated her control factor over Nicole's field in a way she had never done before. Usually when they girls teleported they arrived at the same destination, but, by using her psionics and her guidance ability in unison, Claudia managed to transport herself to the far side of the island to safety, but sent Nicole back into the blast field. When Claudia materialized alone on the beach, she fell to her knees and let out a wail of anguish and grief. In that one instant of utter confusion, she had lost her parents and murdered her sister. It was at this moment that Claudia made a vow to herself. She would never again use or allow others to use her family given name. From this day forward she would be known only as Nemesis.
Nemesis awoke screaming in her bed. She hadn't thought about her past like that in years. Her father, mother and sister were all dead....destroyed by Nicole's insanity.
Robert Maxwell approached her from the side of the room, placing a calming hand on her sweat covered skin.
"It's all right Nemesis....just a bad dream," he said in a whisper.
"But...but Nicole," she wheezed.
"Nicole is dead, my love. She died in that accident in your family's compound years ago," he soothed.
"You're right, Robert. You found me on the island alone that next morning when you arrived. It was you who took me away and kept me safe...showed me that somehow I had gained all the abilities of my sister as well as my own," said Nemesis breathing a bit easier.
"Always, my love, always safe with me," said Harbinger grinning in the darkness.
Nemesis slowly eased back down into her bed. She closed her eyes as Robert Maxwell rubbed her brow and whispered soft words into her ears. One final thought crossed her mind as sleep took her. What was Maxwell doing up at this hour, and dressed as well?
Morph remembered little of his trip through the jungle...only that whatever force was controlling him, had changed his body to suit its need and knew exactly where they were going. He had transformed from a jungle cat, to a gorilla, and now back to the form of the beautiful raven haired woman. He now stood in front of what looked to be the entrance to a deserted bomb shelter or bunker. The power controlling him morphed his hand into a machetti and began chopping at the vines covering the door until they fell away revealing a touch pad. His hand morphed back into that of the woman, and her mind commanded him to put his palm on the lock. The door slid open, and they entered the darkened structure. The smell of dust and mildew greeted Morph's nose, but in his mind that he now shared with the force controlling him, he sensed only one emotion.........anticipation.
Her voice came crystal clear and sweet from his throat.
"Mom.....Dad.....I'm home," she giggled. "Oops...you can't hear me....You're dead. I imagine your ears rotted off quite some time ago."
Morph realized for the first time in that instant that whatever force was controlling him was not only insane, but almost completely evil as well.
Jon closed the doors to Gregor's room slowly. The guards stared straight ahead, not saying a word. She quickly traveled down the hall to the guest room she usually stayed in at the Red Hellfire Clubs Mansion. She would have to grab a quick nap, shower and be prepared to leave for Key Trofeo the next morning. The nights activities had brought Gregor to her side, and she felt sure that together they could bring this new force under control.
Supergrover's eyes glittered in the darkness. His position in the shadows and his blue velvety skin and cloak almost completely hid him from view. He had followed the White Queen on her late night errands upon a request from his ancient friend and mentor, Gomurr....and it appeared there was something to be said for his diminutive friend's "uneasy feeling". What could Jon be up to and how would it affect already strained relations between the IFHC and BHC?