The Protagonist System

251 L’amour En Abondance Part Four

After another evening with Lisa, that she kept trying to claim wasn't the best sex she ever had, I ensured she was asleep and would stay that way until morning, then I was off again and finishing off the slave traders. There was a surprisingly high number of normal and average people that owned slaves. It was both shocking and saddening, and I should probably start a graveyard with all the bodies piling up.

Henchmen, guards, friends, sometimes family members, and one I caught with a father and son sharing a young woman with short black hair by spit-roasting her. My heat vision melted their heads and I caught the abused and naked woman before she could be pulled down onto the floor as the two bodies fell.

She gave me wide eyes and I couldn't help checking her mind to see how she was doing. I was shocked to find out she was fully cognizant and was planning to steal the son's handgun the next time he took her to his room and she was going to deal with the both of them on behalf of her friend, whom was already broken and had given up. They had been kidnapped during a trip to the Caribbean.

“Who are you?” She asked, defensively.

“My name is Atlas. What's yours?” I asked.

“It's Sue. Sue Dearbon.” Sue answered.

I barely stopped myself from gasping after I learned her identity. She was supposed to become Elongated Man's wife in the future, Sue Dibny. Her friend's identity on the other hand, was a shock to learn. She was the wife of Victor Zsasz, the wealthy business tycoon and possible future serial killer.

I was pretty sure this might be the thing that sets the man off on his spiral of depression, too. He eventually gambles away his fortune and ends up with nothing left to live for, except killing those he believes are also a waste of space in order to make the world better.

“Where are they keeping your friend?” I asked before I distracted myself with finding the man. I healed her up as I silently tossed both the father and the son into a portal to the moon behind her back.

“In the locked bedroom at the end of the hallway.” Sue said and caught her breath when she was covered in a stylish dress that covered her completely and the magic spells I used to clean her had made her skin tingle.

I also fixed all of her issues by using Panacea's power on her as I scooped her up into my arms and she looked surprised. “I'm a hero. I'm supposed to carry you like this when I rescue you. It's in the rules.”

Sue gave me a deadpan look and didn't comment, so I took that as acceptance and carried her across the room to the door. When I paused briefly, she spoke. “It's locked and barred. One of them should have the key.”

“Key? Where we're going, we don't need keys.” I said and kicked the door into splinters.

“Where were you when I was kidnapped?” Sue asked.

“How long ago was that?” I asked.

“A couple of weeks.” Sue said.

“Ah, I was in a pocket dimension applying to a magic university, only to find out the headmaster was an amoral bitch that enabled both heroes and villains. I had some clean-up to do after I left.”

Sue's deadpan expression came right back and there was a bit of a glare to her eyes, too.

“I'm being honest, Sue. Where did you think your clothes came from?” I asked.

Sue opened her mouth, closed it, and looked thoughtful.

We reached the room at the end of the hall and it was locked and barred as well. I didn't want to scare anyone that was trapped inside, or possibly hit them with debris or splinters, so I used my heat vision to cut off the hinges, the locks, the bar, and the handles. A quick silence spell on it and a very small tap with the toe of my boot, let the thing fall into the room without a sound.

“No!” Sue gasped and leapt out of my arms and rushed over to her friend that had just sliced her wrists. “I told you we were escaping soon!”

“Too late. Too late.” Renee whispered and closed her eyes.

Sue wasn't going to let her friend go like that and shouted at me. “Do something!”

I knelt beside her and touched Renee, used Panacea's power to heal her, then checked her mentally. Thankfully, she wasn't as far gone as some of the maids and nowhere near losing her self-identity completely like the broken sex slaves. I shored her up as best as I could and tried a mind cheering charm on her.

Surprisingly, it worked in combination with Sue's constant words of encouragement to bring Renee out of her depression temporarily. Constant cheering charms would actually harm her, so I couldn't do more than bolster her slightly.

Sue looked relieved as Renee opened her eyes and smiled at her. When her eyes went to me, Renee noticed me as well.

“Dammit, I'm married.” Renee said, surprising us both.

Sue softly laughed and hugged her. “Yes, yes you are. I'm not, though.”

“You're too young for him.” Renee huffed.

I opened my mouth to tell them I was only 15, then realized no one would figure that out if I didn't tell them. It would also keep my civilian and hero identities separate. “I think you both need to be taken care of for a while.”

Sue and Renee gave me squinted looks.

“No, no. I'm not offering. I just had an idea of a place that you could go to recover.” I said and gave them a smile. “For now, I have a recently purchased mansion in Russia that you can stay at as I try to make arrangements for your recovery with the other women that have been captured.”

“There's more of us?” Sue asked, shocked.

“Around 50 so far and hopefully there's not too many more to rescue. My list is almost done.” I said and both women gasped. “No, not that kind of list. It's a client list I raided from the main slave market and them I blew it up, so no more women will be kidnapped.”

Both women relaxed and Sue looked thankful. I did the transfiguring clothing trick as I cleaned Renee of the fluids and things she had on her and she shivered as her whole body tingled. She gave me an odd look that was a mix of desire and fear, which I completely understood.

“I'll drop you both off in the lobby to meet the other survivors.” I said and stepped with them to the lobby.

“More friends!” One of the maids said and we were almost swarmed with both hugs and words of reassurance that they were safe now, thanks to me.

Sue gave me a pointed look and I shrugged. Whatever they could use to help them recover, I'd help them with. She gave me a slight nod and let herself and Renee be ushered towards the kitchen for something to eat and then they would be given beds in one of the many rooms.

When they were out of sight, I checked the list, checked the place with my clairvoyance power, then stepped from the lobby into a run-down hotel. I mentally cursed, because several people with powers were nearby and there were twenty women in various rooms.

I went to work taking care of the villains that worked for a branch of Hydra under Baron Zemo. They were brainwashing sleeper agents and recruits to be completely loyal to them. I tossed them all to the backside of the moon and then went to each room to check on their subjects. I gasped when I found a teenage Wanda Maximoff, whom would become the Scarlet Witch when she was older.

I didn't see Pietro Maximoff anywhere, though. When I checked with my clairvoyance power, he was in another hidden facility with the other males, which increased my targets significantly.

Why couldn't I have kept my mouth shut about wanting only a few more people to save? I asked myself as I cleared both places out of Hydra agents and finding an increasingly larger list of targets to hunt down later. At least I didn't have to wonder what I would be doing every night for the rest of my supposed vacation in Europe.

*

Princess of Themyscria, Diana Prince, was shocked when a muscular man wearing a skin-tight and nearly all white costume, with gold accents and a symbol of the Earth on his chest, walked into the Themyscrian Embassy in New York City when she was about to call it a day.

“Can I help you?” Alana Dominguez, her secretary, asked him before she could.

“I certainly hope so.” He said with a warm smile that had Alana blush and made her feel a little hope that he wasn't a villain there to challenge her. “If it's possible, I'd like to make an appointment to meet with Princess Diana as soon as possible about...” He paused and looked right at her. “...possibly hosting some women that need to rest and recover from several personal traumatic experiences.”

Both Diana and her secretary stiffened at hearing those words, because they understood the implications immediately.

Alana wrote it down. “We don't normally deal with things like that, especially if it's local to the city and only concerns a few people that should be referred to the police, if a crime is involved.” She said and looked at him intensely. “Just for curiosity's sake, how many women should I inform the Princess that are you trying to relocate?”

“The current number is at 121 and that's only because I've run out of time tonight and have to wait for tomorrow night to continue raiding various places to rescue them.” He said and Diana couldn't hold in her gasp at hearing that ridiculous number. “You can also tell her that I apologize for not meeting with her under more pleasant circumstances; but, current events have forced my hand in more ways than one.”

“Th-that's understandable.” Alana stammered and then cleared her throat to give herself a moment to compose herself. “Whom may I tell her is making the inquiry.”

“I'm assuming the hero alias of Atlas. If she agrees to a personal meeting, I will reveal my civilian identity to her in private to prove my sincerity.” Atlas said.

Diana wasn't sure why he would trust her that much if they had never met before. Alana looked just as disbelieving of that and the man smiled knowingly.

“Her reputation proceeds her and I'm fully comfortable with her knowing who I am under the costume.” Atlas said, as if he could read their minds. “I wasn't planning on approaching her for at least another ten years, well after I had established myself as a public hero, just like Wonder Woman has.”

Both Diana and Alana nodded, then Alana shifted her gaze to look at her boss. Diana nodded slightly and Alana smiled and looked back at Atlas.

“It seems the princess has unexpectedly found a few minutes to meet with you, Atlas.” Alana said and added it to the schedule, making the man softly chuckle. “If you could wait for a moment, I'll check to see if she's ready to receive you.”

“Thank you.” Atlas said and watched the two women walk into Princess Diana's office and Alana shut the door.

“Thoughts?” Diana asked.

“He's completely sincere and eager to meet you, in either persona.” Alana told her.@@novelbin@@

“I noticed a few searching glances.” Diana said. She knew she was an attractive woman and the looks he had given her were admiring and not in any way inappropriate or undressed her. He appreciated the view, even though she was only wearing a basic blue blouse and a black skirt.

“He's also desperate to help these women as soon as possible.” Alana said and Diana nodded.

“It's odd for him to find so many women in need in one night.” Diana commented.

Alana shook her head. “He said he has more and has to wait for tomorrow night to keep looking. That implies he's done this for at least a couple of nights already and his capacity to hold them temporarily must be strained beyond reason if he came here for help from the Amazons without trying to contact us first.”

Diana nodded again. Housing over a hundred people would be quite harrowing for someone without many resources. “All right, send him in. Hopefully, we can rent a large boat or something to bring them to the island where there's plenty of room for them and they have the facilities and training to help them recover from their trauma.”

Alana went to the door and stepped out. “The princess will see you now.”

“Thank you.” Atlas said and walked by her and into the office.

Diana held her hand out for him to shake. “Please have a seat, Atlas.”

Atlas shook her hand and let it go before he sat in the chair in front of her desk.

Diana tried to not feel neglected when he hadn't bent over hand to kiss it and she noticed a twitch of his lips as if he fought to not smile. That let her know she hadn't stopped her own face from showing her disappointment and she softly laughed.

“You didn't do it on purpose to avert my expectations.” Diana said and walked around her desk to sit behind it.

“No comment.” Atlas said with a smile.

Diana lost the amusement and gave him a pointed look. “Tell me what happened and what you think you can expect from me.”

Atlas gave her a single raised eyebrow.

“What you think I can do and what I can actually do, may be two different things.” Diana said.

“If you were any other person, I might believe that.” Atlas said. “However, you are Wonder Woman and your people have been doing what I need them to for decades.”

“And what is that?” Diana asked.

“I need you to take the victims I've rescued and let them recover from being raped multiple times by scum that I've already dealt with, so there will be no courts or chance of them getting away on a technicality or because they hired the best lawyer and gamed the legal system to only get probation or found not guilty.”

Diana was silent for a few moments as she processed that statement. “So, you acted as judge, jury, and executioner, without due process or giving them a chance to prove they were innocent?”

“It shouldn't take tens of thousands of dollars in court costs to find a criminal guilty when he was caught balls-deep inside the crime at the time he was found.” Atlas said and she caught her breath. “However, not all of them are rape victims. Some are being brainwashed to worship criminal organizations and then they'll be raped multiple times to train them to get used to it, making the act become so casual to become meaningless, which makes it much easier for them to seduce their targets for assassination.” Atlas told her and she gasped.

“When can you bring them here?” Diana asked. “No, forget that. Where do we pick them up? We need to get them into treatment as soon as possible and Alana is arranging for a large boat...”

“There's no need. I can make a portal.” Atlas said and waved a hand at the wall and a white door opened to show a fancy lobby.

“Is she another friend?” The maid there asked.

“Not like that. She's going to help you all, just like I promised.” Atlas said.

The main smiled a huge smile. “Thank you, new master.” She said and pulled her uniform off of her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. “Will you bend me in half and pound my slutty pussy? I haven't has sex in two days and I need it, master.”

Diana saw Atlas blush slightly.

“I can't do that, Kay. You know Alice won't like that you're trying to get ahead of her.” Atlas said.

“Fuck that cute bitch.” Kay said.

“That's what I said she wants.” Atlas said and Kay sighed. “Once Princess Diana contacts her people, I'll open the way to get there, okay?”

“I'll tell Bizzie.” Kay said. “She's going to be disappointed she can't sneak in and join us.”

Atlas chuckled. “Tell her she might have more than she can handle soon.”

Kay smiled and the white door closed and disappeared.

Diana gave him two raised eyebrows.

“It's not what you think. Kay Challis has multiple personality disassociative disorder. Alice and Billie are only two of her 84 personalities.” Atlas said and Diana sucked in a sharp breath. “Yes, she's been that traumatized by her father and his friends since she was a child and I'm hoping her main personality, Jane Morris, comes to the forefront to handle the rest of them better.”

Diana wasn't sure what to say to that, so she just nodded. “Can you make a portal to Themyscria?”

Atlas closed his eyes for a moment and then waved his hand at the wall again. The scene through the door was the throne room of her mother castle.

“Daughter?” Queen Hippolyta asked. Surprisingly, it was not the comic version that looked like an older version of Diana. She was the one that appeared in the movies with long blonde hair and a much older face than she should have as a practically immortal woman.

“Hello, mother.” Diana said and stood. “We have much to discuss.”

Queen Hippolyta looked at Atlas and gave him a once-over, smiled, and looked back at her daughter. “When should I expect a grandchild?”

“MOTHER!” Diana gasped and blushed.

Atlas chuckled and nodded to her, acknowledging her right to take the opportunity to tease her daughter over something she should have had decades ago.