Chapter 15

At Fort Liberty, formerly called Androka in Madagascar, Natalya crotches low along the shoreline looking out at the cliff side. Not far from her location sits the new Fort Liberty, set up by the United States’ military shortly after DEP Six’s assault on the compound. Hostility in the region is high. China and the United States were both quick to sweep in and take advantage of the facility already set up by Maltaus before anyone else had a chance to. Russia temporarily decided it best to drop out, but it was only a matter of time before they will decide to change their minds, especially given the opportunity to set up shop here. Natalya knows the base will be heavily guarded and every way in and out will either be sealed or guarded, but when something is looked through with even a fine toothed comb, there is always something bound to be missed.

She now sits dressed in a black and bark blue tight fitting bodysuit laced with streaks of silver. The suit itself is a specialized prototype suit developed by Section 8, giving the user an advantage. This advantage allows natural camouflaging with shadows, but further casts a cloak of invisibility around the user using the surrounding environment. Specifically further designed and tailored for the Goji, are a pair of clawed gauntlets made of synthetic Mythril separated by a layer of titanium to protect Natalya from its effects. And to accent the suit is a matching waist cape designed like hanging daisy flower petals.

The beach is quiet with the only sound coming from the crashing of the waves as they come up onto the shore. Natalya checks to ensure Muramasa is secured to her back. The expanse to the cliff face is less than five hundred yards and she covers it in the moon lit glow in less than thirty seconds.

The cliff face is rocky which provides the perfect cover to the secret entrance into the base and after a short climb she reaches it. After taking one last look, Natalya slips into the shadows of the cave and completely out of the cast of the moonlight. Because she is a Goji, she has no need for night vision or any other technological aides. Her eyes pierce the darkness making out the curves of the rock formations as if it were lit up with a torrent of flood lights. The cave forms out into a long tunnel just a head taller than she is and runs for another three hundred feet before it opens into a larger cavern.

She pauses as she turns the last curve of the tunnel into the cavern to find a soft glow of light being cast into the tunnel itself. Slowly, she draws Muramasa and proceeds cautiously forward. As she breeches the mouth of the tunnel she finds the source of the light to be a small lamp. Sticking to the shadows, she further inspects the lamp, tracing it back to a small generator. She isn’t at all too surprised that the secret path has been discovered. The American military are pretty thorough when it comes to things like this. Voices carrying over an echo grab her attention and she quickly swings around low searching for the source. Her eyes scan the darkness following the conversation until they settle on two soldiers about to cross over a rope suspension bridge. Heavily armed and expecting anything. She smiles and springs into a dead run at the two men. By the time either of the two men realizes she is there it is too late. She has Muramasa up and around cutting the soldier on the right in half sending both halves over the side then back around with a diagonal slash cutting cleanly through the other soldier’s assault rifle and through him. The soldier steps back with a look of shock as he bounces against the rope of the bridge, mouth agape. He tries to speak but only blood fills the void. Natalya puts her finger to her lips, “Sshh...” And then she pushes the soldier over the side.

She crosses the bridge, slipping back into the shadows again upon reaches the other side. With the exception of the rift the cave is small and the exit tunnel lies within another ten feet from the bridge. Crossing into the tunnel and following its winding path toward a light flooding into the mouth of the tunnel, she finds two more soldiers standing guard. Without breaking stride she continues forward, dropping Muramasa horizontally and speeds through the middle of both men, slicing the one on the right in half, then in one fluid motion, spins around to take the other’s head off at the shoulders. Natalya is crotched back in the shadows before either of the bodies has fallen to the ground. She scans the area taking note of guard locations. Once satisfied she has them all noted, her eyes settle on her target: the main complex building. To her surprise it is still in its collapsed state from DEP Six’s assault on it just months before.

Yellow caution tape has been strewn across every entrance and warning signs forbidding entrance are posted many times over. It seems to Natalya that either the Americans don’t know what they have lying beneath the surface or they think this is the best way to keep things under wraps. Either way, it’s not going to keep her out. She sheathes Muramasa and leaps from her position into a sprint. With near blinding speed she is across the expanse and diving through a window. The glass shatters, crashing to the floor alongside her as she rolls to her feet, Muramasa already in her hand. Silence quickly drops around her like a blanket as she waits for the shouts of alarm or the pounding of boots. When neither comes she stands and sheaths her sword and brushes off the dirt she collected. Natalya walks toward what was once the throne room, looking at the chaos along the way. At least they had the decency to clean the place up a bit.

The building was just a shell of its former self. The military had come through and pulled out the dead bodies and any weapons and important documents, but left furniture, rumble and blood where it lay. It seems they were as much of a hurry to vacate the building as they were to move into the base. Eventually she comes to stand before the entrance of the throne room, which is blocked by an impregnable wall of rubble. She sniggers and slowly dissipates into a haze of mist and rematerializes in a tall cylindrical cavern. Standing on a ledge just large enough to sustain her, Natalya looks out to see Talilith floating in a bubble over an abyss of emptiness. Talilith is motionless and her eyes remain closed, appearing to be in hibernation. Natalya reaches out and touches her face and is instantly taken back...

“It has been months now and we are no closer to taking down the Sura than when I arrived here,” Natalya said looking up from the bed of the small room.

Dasha Maykov crossed her arms and continued to look out the curtain of the door of their meeting place. She was not at all happy with the sudden meeting the younger Black List member insisted on calling but her older sister Talilith didn’t seem all too worried about it.

“And I have told you not to worry,” Talilith said with a smile. “My sister and I have been working with Maltaus since before your arrival and with his help we...”

“Maltaus is a Goji himself, the very ones we are supposed to be hunting down,” Natalya nearly screamed.

Dasha snickered and looked over toward the two women. “Look who’s talking.” She took a step away from the door letting the curtain fall into place. “You have been working with Delgrious for the last few months yourself.”

Natalya’s face betrayed her and both sisters smiled at the fact. “Yes we know of it,” Dasha continued. “Tancheres’ personal assistant will betray you the first opportunity he can get and you thought it wise to hide it from us, the only two that could bail your ass out of that when the time came?”

“I-I...”

“Didn’t think of that?” Talilith asked.

“No, I guess not.”

“You are still new to this my young friend,” Talilith said crossing the room to place a hand on her shoulder. “Yet you will learn or perish in the process. Do not worry about his betray of you though.”

“What?”

“Delgrious is a Goji and the Goji do not have a great standing with the Sura as you already know, so no matter how much loyalty he has pledged to Tancheres you can believe Delgrious has his own agenda.”

Dasha shot Talilith a harsh look and Talilith smiled lightly back to her. Talilith sat down next to Natalya and brushed her hand across Natalya’s taught breast as she moved her hand down Natalya’s stomach to her pants.

“What are you doing?” Natalya breathed heavily though she suddenly didn’t feel a want to resist. Her nipples became hard and her breathing turned to short gasps. Just the thought of the woman touching her this way was getting her hot.

“We’re just showing you a side of things you have yet to explore,” Talilith replied as she slipped her hand smoothly into Natalya’s pants, brushing over her mound lightly. Natalya gasped as Talilith’s fingers moved over her rock hard clit. “You have to learn to trust us.” Talilith’s slid down past her clit to her soaking wet pussy and slowly inserted a finger. Natalya let out a moan. She closed her eyes and her mouth dropped open as the older woman began to pump her finger into her younger pussy.

Across the room, Dasha moved closer to the two women. “That’s lovely, sis. Slide your fingers up and down where it’s all wet,” she muttered anxiously. She sat down next to them and slid her hand into her own pants and began to finger herself.

Natalya looked up at the other woman catching her eyes and became mesmerized by those emerald green eyes, gleaming with lust. She was entranced and her body felt like it was on fire. Dasha leaned down and kissed her passionately. Their tongues intertwined. Natalya gave a little moan as Dasha’s hand began to move up her shirt and began to massage her nicely rounded breasts. Talilith continued to pump her finger in and out of Natalya’s wet, hot pussy and its effects began to take a toll on the younger woman.

“Oh, fuck!” Natalya moaned. “I’m gonna cum!” This drove Talilith to pump her finger in and out faster and harder. “Ugh!” she grunted as her orgasm burst upon her. She thrust her hips upward, clamping Talilith’s hand against her groin as an incredible orgasm coursed through her. It seemed to go on forever.

Talilith removed her finger and brought her hand up to her mouth to taste Natalya’s juices. They tasted like pure heaven. She then put her finger up to Dasha’s lips. She took her sister’s finger into her mouth, tasting the sweet nectar. As Talilith pulled her finger from Dasha’s mouth, she replaced it with her tongue, kissing Dasha deeply. Dasha’s hands quickly worked up and down on Talilith’s body, gently rubbing her breasts and her round ass. They fell back on the bed, their hands probing and fondling. Talilith broke their embrace and sat back on the bed. She lifted her shirt over her head, exposing her gorgeous breasts. Dasha followed suit, removing her shirt. Talilith hooked her hands around the waistband over her pant, carefully and teasingly sliding them down and off. Dasha, too, wiggled out of her own, drenched pants. Talilith then lay on top of Dasha, their breasts pressing together. Dasha positioned her thigh between her sister’s legs, rubbing her pussy in rhythm. They began again to kiss deeply, letting out load, consistent moans.