Chapter 8

The Confederate Army was only two days away traveling on foot. Several aircraft had already attempted to bomb the entrance to Solar City, but Béla and Lisa had teleported their bombs elsewhere.

Tabatha stood guard outside the time-shielded entrance into the mountain, listening with her mind for any intruders. She couldn’t feel anything and informed her team members that the community was safe from ground attack – at least for now. But there was another formation of bombers coming.

Tanya teleported up into one of the bombers. Of course, both pilots were startled at the stark naked blonde appearing between their two seats. Quickly checking over the console, Tanya reached out and pulled a lever opening the maintenance hatch below the cockpit. The air was suddenly sucked out of the craft and it began to dive. She vanished as the pilots grabbed desperately for their breathing tubes.

She reappeared in another bomber and tapped the pilot on his shoulder. He turned around, amazed and stunned that there was a naked girl on his aircraft.

“You see that plane going down?” she asked cheerfully, pointing out the diving craft she’d just left.

Startled, the two pilots stared out, finally noticing the falling craft. They nodded.

“Turn back or that’ll happen to you,” Tanya informed them, then she vanished.

The two pilots stared at each other. “You see that?” one asked, dumbfounded. The other shook his head.

“Blue Three to Command,” the lead pilot said into his radio.

“Command,” a static-sounding voice replied.

“We have one aircraft down and have received warning to turn back or be destroyed,” the pilot said.

“Identify type of weapon used on downed aircraft,” the voice requested. “We have no indication of any strikes.”

“Unknown,” the pilot replied. “All weapons screens are clear. The downed craft simply depressurized.”

“What warning did you receive?” the radio voice asked. “We are monitoring all frequencies and have not received anything.”

“We had an intruder on board who delivered the message personally,” the pilot informed them.

“Has the intruder been captured?”

“Negative. She vanished,” the pilot said.

“You have your instructions,” the voice on the radio informed them. “Release your load over the target area and return to base.”

“Yes, sir,” the pilot acknowledged.

Tanya sat in the unoccupied navigator’s seat in a third bomber. She hadn’t been noticed by any of the cockpit crew yet.

“Does that mean you’re going to continue the bombing run?” she asked, surprising everyone in the tiny cabin.

“Grab her!” someone yelled. Another crewmember coming up from behind grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her.

“Inform command we have a prisoner!” the man holding her said.

“Are you going to continue bombing?” Tanya asked the man holding her.

“You bet your sweet, naked ass we are, Slut-bod!” he sneered.

The floor dropped out from underneath him and the air was suddenly sucked out of his lungs. He screamed and let go of the blond girl. As soon as he let go, he tried to grab her again, but she was too far away and he was falling too fast.

“Save me!” he screamed. For the first time in his life, he didn’t appreciate the marvelous view of a girl’s naked ass as Tanya spread her arms and legs to bring her spinning body under control.

“Why should I?” she cried down at him through the wind whistling by his ears.

“I don’t wanna die!” he cried, barely able to draw enough breath from the thin air to yell at her.

Tanya watched him fall. They seemed to be falling at about the same speed, but then they’d started falling at the same time, so that made sense. She twisted her arms, wishing she had wings like Béla, and flipped over. Her hair streamed past, whipping at her face and limiting her vision. She found that by closing her eyes, she could visualize the aircraft high overhead better than she could see it with the wind whipping up tears in her eyes like that.

She teleported back aboard.

“Turn back or die,” she told them.

They simply tried to grab her again. She vanished.

Reappearing in the aft end of the aircraft, she scanned over the cargo they carried. This was an old bomber, built sometime in the early twenty-first century before the Third World War. There were no nuclear weapons aboard, but there was enough explosive power in the conventional bombs they carried to wipe out half the state.

Feeling inside one with her mind, Tanya found the detonator. It was set to go off on impact with the surface – the best way to start a cave-in inside a mountain stronghold. Making certain she had a good image of the detonator, she teleported aboard another aircraft – the one directly behind her in the formation.

“Hi, guys,” Tanya chirped as she appeared between the pair of pilots. “Watch this!”

She snapped her fingers. The craft ahead of them exploded and slowly, almost gracefully, came apart and fell away beneath them.

“If you don’t turn back,” Tanya cheerfully warned them, “that will happen to you.”

The pilot immediately banked his bomber hard out of the formation.

“Blue Seven,” a voice crackled. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

“Ah, please be advised,” the pilot next to Tanya said, “we have been compromised. A highjacker has instructed us to turn back.”

“Is the highjacker armed?” the voice demanded.

“Uh, not that I can tell,” the pilot replied. “In fact, she’s completely naked.”

“What the fuck are you afraid of then?”

“Well, sir, she just blew up Blue Four by snapping her fingers!”

Smiling, Tanya leaned down and kissed the pilot’s cheek. “Good boy!” She vanished. A moment later, another bomber left the formation. Only three were left. After one more exploded, the other two turned back.

Tanya teleported out to where the man who’d grabbed her from behind was falling. He was unconscious now and tumbling, almost languidly turning over and over. They were only a few hundred feet up, now. Tanya grabbed him with her mind and placed him gently on the ground, then reappeared beside him.

Timothy Harden woke up, surprised to be alive.

“I don’t suppose you have anything to eat?” the naked blond goddess sitting next to him said.

Sitting up, he frantically felt around his arms and legs. For an instant, Tanya thought he was actually checking for food, then realized with a laugh that he was simply making sure he was all there.

“I’m alive!” he croaked, his throat raw from trying to breathe the freezing air at twenty thousand feet where she’d tossed him.

“Yeah, for now,” Tanya quipped, not really interested in anything he had to say.

“You!” he snarled and grabbed at her, knocking her onto her back. He yelped as he fell back to earth from twenty feet up. He attacked her again, his actions driven more by fear than hate, now. The next time when he fell, he broke his leg.

“This isn’t how you treat prisoners,” he whimpered, finally recognizing the fact that he was the captive of this helpless-looking, extremely beautiful and very naked girl.

“You’re talking to the wrong person about prisoner treatment,” Tanya said threateningly. “Not when you staked out my daughter!”

The fear and hatred that appeared on his face let her know that it was a common practice in the Confederacy to execute people by staking them out in the sun, and, that he hated that practice.

Tanya sauntered over to where the man had landed when he fell this last time. Even with the pain in his leg, he was almost overcome with lust for this perfectly proportioned blond goddess. She dropped down beside him.

“Tell me why you’re here,” she murmured, behaving almost seductively toward him.

“What’s it to you?” he asked, still believing himself superior to her.

Tanya didn’t answer. She simply touched his cheek. Once she got past his lust for her, she could see that he was at the forefront of a larger force that was intent on rooting them out of their little mountain domicile. The soldiers were convinced that the people living in the mountain were the ones responsible for all the terrible things that had happened to the world these days.

As Tanya could see into the airman’s mind, he could see into hers. He realized that she was simply trying to protect those she loved, just as anyone would. The fact that she seemed to think she had incredible abilities disturbed him. The girl was obviously a mutant of some sort. But he was having a hard time believing she was evil – her physical beauty and the feel of her mind as it brushed against his kept getting in the way of what he’d been taught about the mountain people.

Tanya was surprised that she was attracted to this man. He was an enemy of her people and had tried to kill them, even as she had killed several of his comrades.

“I have all the information you have in your mind,” Tanya informed him. “You have a choice. You can surrender or you can join us.”

“If I surrender,” Timothy asked. “How will I be treated?”

Tanya snorted. “I’ll just leave you here. We don’t need another mouth to feed!”

“If I join you,” he asked, unable to resist, “how will you know I’m serious?”

‘I’ll know, ‘ Tanya thought into his head.

Timothy’s eyes widened in newfound respect. She really did have power and it fascinated him. He was certain that she felt the fascination, too. They were meant for each other even though he was human and she was ... God! He had no idea what she was! He only knew that he wanted to possess her.

Tanya could feel this man’s lust for her growing. It was even stronger than the pain of his broken leg. He needed her. And she wanted him to devour her. Tanya wasn’t sure it was him she wanted, but she wanted, just the same – and he was there. Killing always set off that little pleasure button down there. Maybe it was the adrenaline rush...

To take her mind off her tingling, horny body, Tanya put her attention on setting the airman’s leg and bracing it firmly so it could begin to grow back together.

“How did we get here?” He asked. “We were falling ... How did we fall out of the jet?”

“You sure ask a lot of questions,” Tanya murmured, tearing a strip of his trousers off to finish tying off his leg brace.

“You always naked?” he asked, dumbfounded by her casual behavior toward her body and mesmerized by those marvelous tits bouncing around in front of her all the time.

“It was for shock value,” she said, sitting back on her heels. “If I have to kill someone, they deserve one final thrill. Being nude gives me an edge because a man won’t want to kill someone who looks like I do. He’d rather fuck me!”

It seemed as though she was displaying herself for his approval. If that was what she was doing, she had his approval.

“Are you going to kill me?” he asked, still staring at her breasts.

Tanya laughed. “I told what would happen. What you decide will determine your fate.”

“I would join your group,” he said, hoping that what he’d seen in her mind wasn’t some sort of trickery. “The Confederacy is wrong to fight you. I can offer tactical assistance to help you evade them. But I have a condition.”

“We all have conditions,” Tanya quipped, “but we learn to live with them...”

“That’s not what I meant!” Timothy said, disagreeably. “I have a condition you must meet before I join your group.”