Chapter 24

We hovered overhead waiting for the Yuri's party to begin. Around 8:00 local time, a small Beamer left a garage in the back of the property, followed by the SUV with four different men inside.

Twenty three minutes later it pulled up to a large warehouse complex and was allowed through the gate by an armed guard. Other guards were posted around the perimeter to keep people out or possibly people in.

The girls clustered around, as I sent two dozen probes into the building. In the centre of a wide area was a large flat expanse, with wooden structures. Leather belts were affixed to various places. Around this, was seating for almost a hundred people. Men and a few women were already present. A stream of people came from an underground tunnel, and started to chat with their friends. I sent the younger ones to their beds or study for the time being. Ingrid was still sedated and the doc modules were still trying to repair some of the more serious damage.

Mom built a three dimensional representation of the buildings below, complete with all of the entrances. I saw the transformers, water pipes and lines for the propane to heat some areas. Little by little, more came visible as probes went to all of the areas that were hidden. One room in particular held our interest.

A room that was formerly offices, and held five naked people and two dressed in black leather harnesses, reminiscent of a Hollywood production. The uniform was just for show, for the men were clearly erect and fully exposed. Two young men about sixteen and twenty, two young women one about seventeen and another a year older, lastly a woman about twenty five or so were all secured, within the room. They were all tied to eyebolts in the wall and wore a ball gag to keep them quiet. Their eyes wide, as they looked about futilely for escape.

The two large men guarding the group of naked captives, were talking to each other as they fondled a few of their helpless charges.

"Look here Joe. A little finger up his ass, and he gets a hard on. I think I am going to enjoy this one." The short man Clem, appeared to have less than normal intelligence and more than normal endowment in the phallic department.

Joe meanwhile was twisting the nipple of one of the young girls. She cried at the excruciating pain and cried through the gag to please stop. "This one is more to my liking. I will see what she is like with pliers on her pretty little nipples and clit."

"Susan, Secric. Do you want to help?"

They were agonizing over the plight of the captives, but the thought of them assisting in the rescue was very far from their mind. "Aa, sure Henry. What would you like us to do?" Asked Susan.

I pointed out a path through the maze of buildings and corridors. "I want you to take five extra shield generators, place them on the captives and lead them out. If they are like others I know of, they will just run. Keep them tied, and force them to follow you." I looked at them as they looked at one another. "Are you prepared to do as I say or do you want me to do it?"

"What are you going to be doing here?" Asked Secric, in a vocal manner this time.

"I plan on destroying the people that like to see this type of torture. If they did not have a sick need for this sort of thing, then people like Yuri Mecholov would not be making money from it."

"Oh," was all I got in reply.

"Mom, can you make an opening in the wall about here?" As I pointed to a section of wall.

"I can, but my tractors may do a better job. Your law enforcement may find the cut area, and the edges gain a crystalline edge, that is not found in nature, if I use a weapon."

I turned back to Secric and Susan, "Mom will make a hole in the wall over here," I pointed to a section. "Her tractors will hoist all of you to safety, and then the fireworks can go off. There is a good possibility that some you will run into people that will try to stop you. Are you prepared to kill or disable them? Those were the people that did all the damage to Ingrid."

Again they looked at each other. Secric this time spoke, "I will do everything it takes to get those people out safely. If it means a few deaths of guards, then that is the way it has to be."

Susan listened to the words and her mind agreed with the ideas. She had not had to deal with a serious threat to her life or others before. There was so much more for her to learn. I could see a guard threatening to kill a captive, unless they dropped their shields. Later, all of them would meet the same fate, because of a wrong sense of priority.

"Nova, there may be some people on foot or in cars trying to escape. I don't want that to happen. Do you understand? Can you do that sort of thing?"

I pictured in my mind some of the ways and surprisingly she agreed with me. It actually pleased me, that she was so bloodthirsty. It wasn't long ago, that these girls would never think of doing this. One more reason why I was a bad influence on them. Sometimes hard choices had to be made, and then you had to live with the consequences.

"Kitten, when the captives come in, I want you to take them to medical and get them looked at." Turning to Blue, I said, "There is a main electrical disconnect for this area here," I said as I pointed at Mom's mockup. "Over here is the emergency lighting. Take the first and shut it down, then the second as quickly as possible. The second set will take a while to start, so you have an extra 15 seconds or so, as the ballasts and lights warm up."

"Mom, you have lots to do. I want you to rip out the large canister of propane and pour the gas and liquid in it through a hole, that you are going to make in the roof, but only after all the girls are back. I would like as much gas as possible mixed with the air. When it reaches about 6 percent I want you to ignite it. The explosion should be large enough to level this entire complex."

"I understand the principles, Henry. Do you want to kill everybody?"

"Almost. I want to take Yuri Mecholov alive, and see what other things he has been up to. You said that you could remove his memory. Is there a way to make him confess to the police about his accomplices, that are not at this show tonight?"

"That can be done, but he will be groggy while confessing. The effect won't last more than a few hours."

"That sounds good enough for me."

A phone on the wall below signalled the performances to begin. Joe put a leash around the older woman's neck, and then used a short piece of hickory behind her back, to keep her hands and arms from moving.

"Chris, I saved the most difficult for you. I want you to provide security for Susan and Secric. If one of the captives are taken onto the stage you will have to go there and rescue them. You will be invisible and your eyes should be good enough for the amount of ambient light, after Blue cuts the power. Is there any questions?"

She had none, but was really unsure of what was expected of her.

They ran off to get their supplies, and Mom dropped us off at side doors. Two had to be ripped open by Mom. This did bring a little attention from two of the guards.

At precisely 8:30 the woman of 25 or so, was led from the room by Joe, and dragged to the large open area. There, the collar around her neck was locked to a frame. Her wrists were tied in front of her and a pole was between her back and her elbows. Bright lights shone onto the area and left the audience invisible in the dark. There was very little the young woman could do to help herself. A plaintive cry was heard, wanting help from anybody. Blue was not in position, and I knew Chris was anxious to help as quickly as possible.

"Mom, I want all the data feed from the probes, to be recorded, but not dispersed to any of the crew. Have some probes follow us so you will know what is happening."

"Yes Henry. It is done," she said.

Susan jumped at me with her mind. "Why are you doing this Henry? We all have a right to see what happens too."

"What is going to happen is not what any of the others expect. I have lived through things like this before, and most times I was helpless to act. This time I am not. It eats you up inside, and I would not wish this on anyone."

I pictured the entire event, with the timing and objectives, again to let everybody know what was going to happen and when. Things had changed minutely even in the last few seconds.

Susan and Secric were sent on their way. I wanted desperately to go with them or do so myself, but I had to be elsewhere.

I had taken a knife from the weapons locker. My own shield was set to invisibility, and a spare was all I needed for the moment. The plan I had, was sure to get a lot of attention in the news later, and take out all the present sickos that would come here to enjoy this sort of spectacle.

The girl on stage was strapped further to one of the wooden frame, and a portion was bent and twisted into position. The black clad man, now with a very erect cock, picked up various phallic devices and inspected them with the intention of getting the audience worked up.

The girl, after being strapped in and the mechanism rotated, placed her waist at a level, for all to see. Her legs spread painfully wide, as the man seemingly stroked the woman as a lover would. The man then picked up other devices, and traced them close to her lower orifices. A large black plastic dildo was finally chosen and he shoving it quickly into the woman's vagina. Her screams were heard echoing off the far walls before returning again and again.

The crowd too screamed, but in an orgasmic frenzy. They wanted more pain and humiliation. I ran toward a door on the far side of the building, and Yuri Mecholov. This was the time a male donkey was brought onstage, and paraded in front of the crowd and the helpless victim. Its nose brought forward to smell the scent, and get worked up, before being pulled back and tied to a ring.

Susan too ran up some steps to the suites of offices above the main floor level. She turned the knob and rushed in, to find a captive young man, impaled on Clem's large cock.

Susan just ran forward and kicked upward into his nose. This drove the cartilage into his brain, and he fell to the floor twitching before voiding himself.

Secric was just a bit further back, and closed the door behind her. She knew what had happened, but was none the less shocked to see the man dying on the floor, so soon after their entrance. They stepped around the corpse and took some of the rope that was laying around the room, and began to remove the captives one at a time, and secure them closely together. The captives for their part were cooperative.

Nothing had ever happened to them before like what had happened recently. Kidnapping, rape and one had been teased, when told that the ultimate fate was death when they were too worn out to fight well enough. Now they saw ropes flying through the air, their own bonds removed by ghostly hands from the wall, and then tied together again. Before more than two were removed from the target wall, running steps were heard.

Susan mind spoke, "It looks like the guards are coming as an automatic response to us opening the outside door. It looks like three or four from their minds. Drop your shield and get your knife, while I get these people onto the floor."

Both girls dropped their shields. They saw the incredulous looks of the captives before the shields were reestablished. Secric got into position and the captives could only see a phantom knife raise to a metre behind the door and remain stationary. Susan quickly cut the last two captives loose and the last tried to run. Susan did not have time and merely grabbed her hair and hit her on the side of the neck. "The rest of you stay down, and you will get out of here alive. Run and they will kill you."

The men burst into the room intent on moving the captives to a new location. They found Clem on the floor unmoving along with all the slaves.

When all had entered the room, Susan and Secric came up behind their victims and reached around quickly and drew the blade across the throats of the last two. The blood spewing out and struck the backs of the ones in front.

Blue had finally gotten into an enclosed area. Chain link fencing kept out people, while allowing air to cool the switching gear and distribution panels. The pad lock on the gate was still in place, but the two hinges had their pins in an upward position, and with a two by four, was successful in picking up the hinged side off the door enough to pull it off the pins. She grabbed the main disconnect and pulled with all her might.

The lights went off and the motors for the air circulation units stopped. Voices of concern rose from the audience as things were just getting interesting.

Chris was moving her weight from foot to foot, waiting her chance to jump into action. When she knew Blue had finally opened the gate, she could wait no longer. The woman on the stage was about to be raped by an even larger dildo in the gleeful man's hands. Her cries of pain had lessened as she pleaded to be spared. The man was quiet for a while as if contemplating the possibilities, the even larger dildo poised over her bleeding vagina. The crowd clamouring for the man to continue, and to ignore the woman's appeals.

Chris had not taken training in martial arts, but did peek into Susan and Secric's minds on occasion, and decided to act now, before the woman was killed. She took three steps onto the stage before the lights went out. She got behind Joe, and when the lights finally stopped, she jumped on his back, grabbed his head, and in one mighty twist with both her upper arms, broke the man's neck.

They were both carried to the floor and Chris had a difficult time getting her leg out from under the body. She kicked it off with her other foot and got up. This was what it was to take a life. Since she was a child she had been taught to respect life and do her best to nurture others. She looked down at her two hands. The dim light told her that they had committed one of the worse crimes.

The cries of the audience did not get through to her, but the piteous wailing of the woman on the torture device somehow made it. Chris pulled herself together and pictured the woman as she last saw her. The arms, feet and waist were meticulously undone, but the collar was locked to the frame with a padlock.

She felt gorge raising in her throat, knowing what she must do. Returning to the corpse and she used her hands to run over the corpse, till she was able to find the piece of leather. The key that was on a thong around its now broken neck. The smell of shit was strong in her nose. She held her breath and ripped the thong, making the supple neck follow her movement, and the head landed on her foot as the strap finally parted.

I too waited the lights to go out. There would be lots of chances for Yuri to escape in the confusion, for I was sure he had more than one bolt hole. At the moment he was in a room with the remote controls to many cameras that were strung around the stage. The images would wind up on perverts entertainment centres, as they saw the snuff film to its conclusion.

I had not been close enough to him to read his mind well. To tell the truth, I did not want that, for he was a cesspool of corruption that hell would graciously welcome when given the chance.

I watched Nova in my mind, as she finally overcame her obstacle.

The lights went out and I reached for the door handle and found it locked. Knowing the Torch as well as I did, and much more than I wanted to, I knew that the door was solid. The only thing I could do was drop my shield and recover my knife. Soon, someone would have to go through the door, and when they did, I would be able to enter.

I felt pain inside, as Yuri hit a technician for allowing the power to fail him, after the show had begun. I heard the man fall to the floor and further grunts of pain as he was repeatedly kicked. Equipment fell and finally the door opened by Yuri's own hand.

My sight was good enough to see as most would at dusk. As the man slammed the door shut behind him, I shifted the knife and hit him as hard as I could in the soft stomach with my fist. The sounds of gunshots were heard a split second later, and throughout the building. The emergency lights started to flicker as I gave a kick with the heal of my shoe, to the side of his head. A man this big needed to be incapacitated completely. If this were war or a serious enemy, I would just kill him, and not have to fear him attacking me or mine again.