There was a sinking feeling in Jenny's gut when her husband finished. Nerves wracked her and she felt her hands go clammy inside her gloves. On her best day, fresh and powered up by Panacea she thought she might be a match for Jetstream, but in her current condition with a headache and sluggishness she doubted herself. But she didn't want to tell Harold she was ill. While he would certainly be concerned and possibly a bit relieved to have an excuse for her to avoid the villain, her condition might raise questions; questions she didn't want to answer.
"Wait, no, honey!" Harold says in fear. "You've got no backup! You know how strong that freak is!" Psychana absentmindedly mutes the audio, feeling a little guilty as she flies to her destination. She finds a small private gallery filled with antiquities, the place ransacked, glass skyroof shattered.
"A shame, but I don't disagree." Tatiana sighs sadly, before nodding. "Well, like me, his weaknesses are mostly fire and sunlight - decapitation isn't healthy for us, either. Forget crosses and holy water. As for powers, they're extensive. Superhuman strength, speed and endurance, he can transform into a wolf, and if he makes eye contact, he can mesmerise you." She chuckles at Sonata's nervousness. "A type? Not particularly. He likes young, pretty human women, from what I understand."
Psychana fought down whatever apprehension she was feeling and spun around to face her opponent. He was a foot and a half taller than her and she would bet he at least doubled her weight; physically he was imposing and with his tremendous speed Jenny felt small, weak, outclassed and hopelessly horny."Wait, no, honey!" Harold says in fear. "You've got no backup! You know how strong that freak is!" Psychana absentmindedly mutes the audio, feeling a little guilty as she flies to her destination. She finds a small private gallery filled with antiquities, the place ransacked, glass skyroof shattered.
There are a lot of armed guards for a small place like this - and all of them are unconscious, clearly beaten quite badly, though not one of them is dead - an unusual deviation from Jetstream's usual 'leave no witnesses' MO. Psychana gulps, as she feels a gust of wind rush past her, sending papers flying. The wind blows again, the force of it making her roll her shoulder back. Quickly, she realises what's going on - it's no gust of wind, but her adversary, moving too fast for her eyes to track, taunting. The wind stops, and then she feels Jetstream's presence right behind her, the tall villain's shadow looming over her body.
"Truthfully, I have no idea, ma'am." Lewis shakes his head, before leading her to the security panel. "Let's see. Ah, here we are. Damn, it looks like the footage was deleted."
Jetstream ignores the blonde's threat entirely, instead smiling down at her, his muscular body not moving.
"That, uh... That is the question." Lewis nods. "No next of kin that I'm aware of - she was a spinster, parents died a while back." Stroking his cheek, he says "We can say it was a lab accident, that she was working in one of the public labs after hours without taking safety precautions."
"Wha-?" Psychana uttered confused and tugged at the drapes around her wrists. Despair coursed through her at just how ineffective her attack was. She'd felt sluggish since she woke up in Magnus' home but she'd never expected to be this weak. It made Jetstream seem all the more intimidating. That, combined with the way he looked at her, had Jenny's pussy soaking her white hot-pants.
"Not a photo, but she gave me a number to call." Lewis declares. "If I wanted to have more...fun."
"Lady Isis' wayward daughter... How beautiful you are." The voice's owner reveals herself, walking around Psychana and into view.
Jenny moaned in pleasure, much to her embarrassment and humiliation, when the strange scantily clad woman so brazenly put her hand down her shorts. She couldn't believe how aroused she already was, and when the woman's hand moved towards Jetstream's crotch, Jenny's eyes went wide and fixated on the huge bulge in his pants.