ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

Empress Dread

by LB Anderson

DISCLAIMER: The following story contains descriptions of sexual activity between consenting adults. If you are below the age of 18 or offended by this type of material, STOP reading now. The characters in this Sci-Fi Uber is a spin-off of Xena and Gabrielle. I'm trying something new, so bare with me. X&G characters are the sole property of MCA. No copyright infringement is intended.

Note:  I know I’m running behind with the parts, but I haven’t threw my cards up in the air yet and said I give up, and that’s mainly because of YOU...the readers.  Thank for hanging out with me and givin’ me luv.  To the Man Up top that sustains me, abundant praises.  To the patience Mistresses...I thank you.  To the beta’s that are lending me a hand, Jennis, Niki and Alaina, I thank you for being so helpful and adventurous.  Tune in for the next installment of Dread.  Maybe, I’ll create some dragons for the next part. (Smile).  

Written and © Copyrighted by: L.B. Anderson/Ghetto Writer
February 23, 2001

Cover by Michelle Galea (Click photo for larger image)

Cover by Bratty (Click photo for larger image)

Part 3  

“NOOOOOOO!” The baroness screamed out in her restless sleep.  Even in her dreams she could still smell the charring of her flesh.  Feel the singeing of her skin.  And taste the salt from her tears as they poured from her eyes down over her cheeks.

“NOOOOOOO!” She screamed again.  Chyna’s eyes fluttered open and scanned the area.  Her internal sensors didn’t detect a threat so that meant Caleerah was having another one of her nightmares.

“Caleerah,” Chyna beckoned while giving her lover a slight shake.

“Wake up.  You’re having a dream.  Caleeeerah, wake up!”

Even though the baroness was still submerged in the effects of her dream and clawing blindly at her throat, her eyes managed to flutter open and focus on her lover.  Chyna wiped away the tears that streamed from her lovers eyes and re-assured her that every thing was fine before pulling her close and holding her tightly.

“We have a ways to go my love.” Chyna stated softly before tenderly running her fingertips over Caleerah’s golden locks.  They both knew that they had to put some distance between themselves and Dread.  She wasn’t the most decorated judge because she was unlettered.  No…Dread was more than witty, she was cunning, deceptive and strategic.  Momma’s was the only place that they could safely use as a hideout until they could figure out another way to get them out of this plan that just failed. Swamps, deserts and canyons camouflaged their ally’s residence, which were also one thousand leagues below the surface.  Momma wasn’t a favorite of Chyna, but she did manage to help save Caleerah’s life so the droid tolerated the evil mutant’s existence.  Even Chyna knew that Momma hated everyone and the only reason why the lab experiment Caleerah called, “Mom,” befriended topnotch criminals was to unleash her bitterness upon all of Faze land for her misfortune.  Each time Chyna was in Momma’s presence she still got an eery feeling.  The kind of feeling a person gets when they subconsciously realize that something horrible was about to come their way.  Momma was bad for Caleerah and she knew it, however her partner thought differently.

“The wailing canyons are probably three days away from here.  And Mother is not one to deal with delinquency.” Chyna stated faintly whilst helping Caleerah to sat up.  “We are going to have to acquire a vehicle from somewhere.  Do you have any ideas where to get one?” Chyna asked, standing up and peeping out of one of the Stone Rock Hotel’s dirt smudged windows.

It too was once a flourishing Capital until the Space Zombies, from the dark side of Pluto landed there and wiped out the entire race of Hermaphrodite.  After the eradication of that race the Zombies decided to take on Faze town, which was a big mistake on their part.  Dread was only a rookie at the time, but even then she was dangerous enough to outwit them.  She sat up posts nearly everywhere and had every citizen of Faze town and other areas about it to consent to having themselves self infected by an 20 century illness called  the flu.  Although to the Zombies their prey looked healthier than the herma’s they did not figure out till the last member of their crew had dropped dead, that each of the citizens had been infected by the one disease that could destroy their entire immune system.  And all it took…was one single bite from the attack.

It was Dread that discovered the Zombies’ weakness after having the coroner conduct rather odd experiments on the candidate she acquired threw her stealth abilities to pervade the enemy’s lair.  Yeah, Dread was no fool and somehow they both knew that some day she would catch up to them and death could very well be the consequence neither of them wanted to face.

The baroness pulled out what looked like duck caller.  Hunters used the piece in the 20th century to lure their prey to their deaths.

“Call Ricardo.” She whispered snuggling up close to her mighty partner.  Trying to knock the chill from her stiff joints.

“You want me to call that flirting duck lip vermin.  No…no, no.  I won’t do it. He makes my…”

“Uh, honey,” Caleerah interrupted, gazing dreamily into her partner’s eyes.

“I’m cold and we are needing a ride.  Now don’t you think keeping me warm is more important than your burgeoning jealousy.  Surely you can deal with his flirting long enough to reach mothers can’t you.  Besides you know it’s only you that I want.  How many lovers can give it to their partner in pulsar speed.” Caleerah added with a sly smile.  “Now blow the horn and get us out of this hell hole.  It’s beginning to smell like your play pin when you and your Gladiator pals start to sweat from one of your more vigorous game.” Chyna sighed reluctantly and did as her partner requested.

Wailing Canyons…

“Once again that idiot step daughter of yours has failed in her mission.  Why don’t you assign a raider zoid to take care of this Dread.” Mother’s assistant said, administering her daily dose of amniotic compound.

“Shut up Rover.  Maybe if you weren’t part retriever you would be the perfect candidate to kill Dread.  But the moment someone produces a ball and asks you to fetch it you’ll take off behind it panting like an overjoyed canine. Totally forgetting what you were there for in the first place.  So let’s not talk about people…”

“People,” Rover interrupted.

“Yes, Caleerah is part human.  At least her memory chip and parts of her body are.  So she can be classified as human.”  Mother returned gliding away from Rover in her incubator throne.

Mother could be considered part human as well.  With the aid of medical technology they were able to salvage her lower organs by using a replica of amniotic fluid encased in an incubator after her unfortunate accident when she was younger.  Her upper part was extremely attractive, but many found her see through poly-al-loid lower half appalling.  All any visitor could focus on, while in her lair, was the see through contraption that cradled her female organs and intestines as they floated about like air borne balloons.

Those of the criminal mind called her mother.  And it was mainly because to a vast quantity of ‘em she was just that.  She’d adopted and assisted nearly every criminal exiled from Faze Land by offering additional training and whatever they needed in their vengeful endeavors against their rivalry. 

Dread was kinda a special case to her.  After all it was she that encouraged Caleerah to take her revenge on Dread.  Instead of guiding Caleerah onto a path that was more positive she had her physicians patch the vengeful baroness up and planted the seed of retribution in her mind.

“Well, I don’t call her human.  I call her loco…and that is exactly what she is if she thinks she can out wit Dread.”

“Dread can be beaten just like anyone else,” Mother stated icily while turning about to stare at her assistant.

“All it takes is a matter of finding out just what her weaknesses are.” 

Rover scratched behind his ear and wagged his tale.  Like all things he trusted that mother was right.  If she wasn’t it would mean death for them all.

Back at Dreads…

“Aw, isn’t it cute?” Ramona purred giving the little dynomutt a few playful caresses about his head. 

“Hell no that thing isn’t cute.” Laney huffed.  “Why does it look like its part dinosaur and dog at the same time? And where is its hair?”  Ramona released an aggravated sigh and turned around to look at her partner as she stood staring disgustingly down at the pet Alaeah had bought for the baby.

“Honey it is a dynomutt, the perfect pet for little transuleers.  All dynomutt’s have scales.  This is not your twenty-century pup.  They became extinct after the year 2006. I’m sure Dread had a dynomutt when she was little, didn’t you Dread.”  Everyone looked over at Dread awaiting her answer.  The judge simply nodded her head in agreement.  Time was growing near for Gabrielle and the baby to awake.

“Dread,” Laney said moving over to her friend and plopping down beside her.  “W’ats up with you why are you shaking like that.  Are you cold?”  She then turned to Carl and asked him to turn up the heat.

“She’s not cold Laney.” Ramona said, grabbing Carl and sitting him back down.  “Dread has been without her partner for over three days and that is a long time for a transulor to be without luvin’, isn’t it Dread?” Dread nodded her head again.  Her entire body was beginning to shake now.

“How much longer Dread?” Ramona asked, checking her wrist guard for the time.

“They have another Cruuton before they awake.” Dread returned staring over at the closed bedroom door.  “Meanwhile, we have some things to discuss before that happens.”

“Caleerah isn’t going to just go away, I know she’s not. I am also aware that she’s planning another attack.  I need you guys to search these premises from top to bottom.  There is no way Caleerah could have known that I had taken a mate within two days of her abduction.  Someone had to inform Caleerah of Gabrielle, and most likely it had to be someone that was familiar with me and where I stay.  I want that person or persons found.  Most likely the culprit or culprits were locals and when you use locals what usually happens?”  Dread asked, pausing briefly to see if her comrades would pick up on exactly what she was speculating.  Ramona looked over at Laney who was presently staring up at Dread until realization struck.  She then whirled about and returned her partner’s gaze. 

“If they used locals then that means that their accomplices would be dumb enough to leave some form of incriminating evidence.” They both said simultaneously.

“Exactly. You all have 45 minatrons to check that out, after that I need you both back here to watch the baby.”

“Woe…hold up their Dread, I don’t mind watching your baby while you get your groove on.  But I just need to know...she’s not going to change into some type of monster while you’re handling your business is she?” Laney asked quizzically, before her partner slapped her sharply on her arm.

“We are going to briefly discuss baby transulors while we are out, now com’on.  Carl, you stay here and give Dread a large helping of fruit, she is going to need it when her family awakes.”

“Alright,” Carl returned popping from his seat and heading back into the kitchen.  “W’at’choo hit me for?” Laney asked donning her mask and checking her wrist gauges again.

“You ask some of the craziest things,” Ramona retorted.  “Come on here, people would never guess in a million years that you and Dread have been friends for over five years.  You know absolutely nothing about her, nor do you know anything about transuleers.”

“Hay she looks human to me, I just assume that she mates like a human.” Laney snapped, following her partner out.

“Uh huh, hush up and com’on.”

“Oh, all right.” Laney returned, activating her scanner shield on her helmet and following her partner out.

Thirty minatrons later…

“I understand that you are in need of a ride?” Ricardo purred through the sono-mike of his hovering trailer as it floated just outside of the hatch that Caleerah and Chyna sat near. 

“Aw...my favorite butcher has arrived.” Caleerah purred while taking a hold of Chyna’s hand and raising it to blow away the obstructing window that stood between them and their chariot of escape.

“Chyna,” Richardo said sourly before reaching for Caleerah’s hand and helping her off the walking sidewalk that he rolled out from his trailer to aid his passengers transfer.

“You’re looking solid as usual.  Where’s your other robotic playmates?”

“Keep your flappers and eyes off of me,” Chyna commanded, grabbing the flirting duckman in the neck and lifting him off the deck.  “And stay away from my woman.” This was definitely a command that Ricardo didn’t want to overlook.

“Baby,” Caleerah said alluringly before whirling about in her seat and patting the one nearest her.  “Leave Ricardo alone.  We mustn’t waste time toying with him, Momma is waiting.”  Chyna dropped their gasping chauffeur and headed over to the offered seat.  Richardo was one creature she couldn’t stand, but spending more time in his presence than she needed to was an even more repulsive thought.  So she didn’t waste time yielding to her partner’s suggestion of getting the show on the road.

“Good girl,” Caleerah cheered softly while nudging her head at Ricardo and caressing Chyna’s powerful thigh. Silently informing her friend that they should get on the way.

“Well, I see I’ll be taking another cool solar shower again tonight.” He stated with a chuckle before buckling in for his voyage. “I guess you will,” Chyna returned with murky eyes.

Back at Dread’s...

“Ramona,” Laney called to her partner as she searched the other side of the hallway for evidence.  Ramona headed over to her partner still examining the inner scanner device of her helmet.  Up to now she still hadn’t seen anything unusual except a few remaining traces of the generic transulor composite.

“So far we’ve checked everything except the depositors, and if locals wanted to get rid of any type of evidence in a hurry what would be the first place to ditch it.”

“In the despositor.” They both answered at the same time.  They couldn’t believe that the idiots had the nerve to ditch the gloves in the same building, just as they suspected.  “Dread is going to love this.  The pot brains most likely didn’t know that these floating trash baskets can store up to a thousand pounds of waste and everything tossed is eletronically scanned before it is compressed, which is done a week after you throw things away.”  “Yeah,” Ramona chuckled.  “What’s going to be even more shocking is when Dread shows up at their pad with their judgement in hand.” 

“Yeah,” that is going to be a sight.  Com’on let’s get back to Dread’s.” Laney said wrapping her arm around her partner’s shoulders and activating her transport device.  “You know how she is if we are a second late.  And with her not being laid for a week she is certainly going to be riled.”

Back in Dread’s condo...

“Dread,” Laney started stepping out of the transport beam.  “We found something.”

“Great,” Dread growled, pacing back and forth in front of the bedroom door.  She had fifteen more minatrons before Gabrielle and the baby awoke and her libidinous was coursing through her veins like fire.  Her entire body was shaking now and she found it hard to stand still or concentrate on anything else but Gabrielle.

“Dread are you always this wired when you’re horny?” Laney asked removing her helmet and resting it on a nearby table.  Dread didn’t bother to answer instead she gave her friend a satirical glare and quickened her pace.

“Well damn with that attitude we’re lucky if Gabrielle comes out of that room with only a few bruises instead of broken arms and legs.” Laney said reaching up to snag a tossed beverage Carl hurled her way.

“As a matter of fact baby you are right, she should have a few bruises when we see her next time. You see this love session will be the most vigorous affair Dread will have since they’ve been married.  During the last feeding Dread’s body produced this hormone, which makes her partner stronger.  According to the ancient legends this is to aid Dread’s partner in protecting the baby and herself when Dread is not around.”

“So in essence Gabrielle is going to be like some ancient warrior sidekick huh?  Able to defend her self when her partner is not around supposedly.” Laney asked quizzically with bulging eyes and raised eyebrows.

“Yessss, and the most extraordinary part of it all is Gabrielle will have the strength to raise a hover if she’s irritated. So can you imagine restraining a partner with that type of strength long enough to make love to her.  You see, in this session, Dread has to dominate her partner...Cool huh?”

“Ooh,” Laney said clapping her hands and jumping about pretentiously overjoyed... “This is some freakay shit,” She spat in surprise.  “Say...do we get to watch this love match as well?” she asked plopping down upon the bar seat she stood beside and wiggled in her seat.

“No baby, I’m afraid not, this one is going to be rather dangerous. But we’ll get to keep the baby.” Ramona said with a smile.

“Oh yeah, I’m so happy.” Laney barked taking another chug from her drink.  “That’s just what I want...to babysit while my friend gets her a spirited piece.”

“No need to complain baby,” Ramona purred, sliding into her partner’s lap.  “Momma’s going to take good care of you once we’re through here.”

“Oh yeaaaaaah,” Laney returned huskily before reaching up into her partner’s hair and snatching her down for a hard kiss.

The kiss abruptly ended when everyone heard a bone tingling screech echo from corner to corner of the area from the bedroom.  Laney gasped and jumped to her feet, spilling Ramona roughly to the floor.  “Mighty Sun God, What the fuck was that?” She’d never heard anything like that before in her life.

“It’s Gabrielle...she’s calling her mate.” Ramona grumbled, stumbling to her feet. Everyone in the room looked over at Dread not knowing what the hell to expect from her.  But hearing her partner shriek as if someone was literally ripping her guts from her body would certainly be an incentive to prod Dread into anger or something else. Dread returned her partner’s cry with a scream of her own before ripping away the entire door of the bedroom.

“Gad damn,” Laney uttered in awe while walking slowly over to the big ass hole Dread just tore through the wall with her inhuman like strength.  “This really IS some freaky ass shit.”

Dread jumped onto the bed like a stalking lioness growling huskily and staring beastly out at her partner.  Gabrielle lifted the baby, who had long dark hair like her mother and looking oh so cute, and handed her to Dread.  Dread pulled the baby closely and whispered to her, “Unta.” She then called Ramona to her side and gently handed the baby over to her friend.  Ramona took the baby and swiftly left the room.

Carl and Laney stood glued to the floor.  Never had they seen anyone look so hungry.  Dread crawled up to Gabrielle and ripped her gown open with both hands.  Carl gasped from the violent move.  Gabrielle released another shriek before sending Dread hurling from the bed toward Carl and Laney.  Their escaped wasn’t fast enough for Dread’s spinning fall.  The last thing they felt was Dread’s body slamming up against them like a flying bowling ball before they each tumbled to the floor face first.

“Oh shiiiit,” Carl screamed clawing at the carpet trying to regain his footing.  It probably wouldn’t have been a problem if Dread’s 5’ll” frame wasn’t still lying atop of them and Gabrielle was hurling anything and everything at them. 

“Oh God, we are going to die.” He whimpered while still scuffling to get up.  Dread regained her footing and somersaulted back over to the bed before rappelling way up into the air and landing solidly atop of Gabrielle effectively pinning her to the bed.  At least that was what it looked like before Gabrielle’s legs shot straight up into the air on each sides of Dread and coiled around her neck in a vice grip.  With one backward heave she sent Dread hurling back out of the bed again.

Carl whimpered again before looking over at Laney and shouting, “We better get the fuck out of here before they really get started.” 

“Pssst...That’s the best idea you’ve had all day bacon boy.” Laney yelled back as they both moved onto their knees and crawled out of the room.

Outside the room...

Carl and Laney crawled up onto the sofa panting.  Still trembling from the effects of the violent love session that was going on in the other room. The entire condo rumbled with continuous thuds, thumps, bumps and screams from the pair for nearly two cruutons.  Carl and Laney drank the entire time, for some reason they found the entire mating ritual of the breeder and the transulor odd and somewhat disturbing.

“Why does she keep staring at me?” Carl asked pointing over at Dread and Gabrielle’s little offspring.  “And is that her name, “unta?”

Romano leaned over and looked into those little starlit blue eyes and smiled.  The little smiled back.  “Well Carl,” Romano started lowering the little one to the floor.  “I guess it’s safe to say that YOU are the first man she’s ever seen. Ya fascinate her and “unta,” is not her name, but the word aunt.  Baby transuleers hearing is jumbled after their incubator and hibernation period.  So instead of hearing the word “aunt,” she hears, “unta,”.  But if you say...”

“Okay...Okay,” Carl hissed.  “I get it the kid hears things backwards, but if you say the word backwards from the jump she will recognize the word for what it is meant to be.”

“Exactly.” Ramona returned with a smile before rising to get the baby some fruit.

“Owwuuuch,” Carl shouted, looking up at Laney after she abruptly regained her footing and moved out of the way of the kicking baby.  “Did you see that?” Carl asked his trigger happy friend as she stood a ways off from him with her hand on her phaser.

“What is it?” Ramona asked coming back with the tray of goodies.

“That little monster just kicked him.” Laney returned with examining eyes.

“eittle noe, P-tos,” Ramona said to the baby immediately grabbing her attention.  She gave her appointed aunt a smile and headed back over to her so that she could be fed.

“So why did she kick me?” Carl asked rubbing his shin.

“She’s just playing.” Ramona said with a chuckle.  “If she meant to hurt you she would have broken it.

Carl slid from the couch and moved over behind Laney before staring out at the baby in awe.  “Are you trying to tell me that, that baby is strong enough to kick me and break my leg.”  “Yes, remember when Dread was issuing them their last feeding, well she gave the Gabrielle and the baby the same hormone.  But she’s only strong enough to give you a hairline fracture.” Ramona said finishing with a chuckle.

“Ha...Ha...Ha,” I don’ t find that shit funny.  Why can’t she be like other good babies and take continuous naps.”

“She will take naps,” Ramona returned looking over at the now torn away entrance to Dread’s bedroom.

“It sounds as if everything is back to normal now. Twan ot ees myomm?” she asked the baby.  The little one shrieked with joy and leaped from her lap.  It was then that a panting Gabrielle stumbled into the room, looking tore up from the floor up. Dread however looked refreshed and fully dressed for work.

“Damn Dread...you are DA bitch girl.” Laney shouted giving Carl a high five while watching Gabrielle stumble over to the couch and plop down on it.  “I ain’t never seen a woman so whipped.”  Dread gave her friend a crooked grin while watching her wife closely and latching the last buckle on her uniform.  “Sometimes you just have to let ‘em know who’s the boss.” Dread said reaching for her helmet and ducking down to give Gabrielle and her little one a kiss.  “We’re naming her Alaina.” Dread whispered in Gabrielle’s ear.  “What ever you say love.”  Dread smiled and tweaked her little one’s cheek before bidding her family bye.  She had come culprits to capture.

“Carl, you stay here,” Dread ordered with a crooked smile.  “I think Alaina likes you.”

“That little demon only likes to kick me.  I thought she was going to be like a normal baby when she came out of her sleep.  The minute she laid eyes on my she attacked me.”  Dread chuckled and told Gabrielle’s friend that had their baby attacked him he would probably be dead by now.

“Meowwww,” went the pet that Alaeah bought for Alaina.

“Ohhhh baby,’ Gabrielle cooed.  “You bought her a dynomutt while were asleep? Aniala kool twat myomm ghoubt oyu.” Gabrielle said in a cheery voice.  Alaina giggled and jumped from Gabrielle’s lab onto the dynomutt’s back.

“Damn,” Laney said watching the whole scenario through her scanner visor.  That thing didn’t look that strong.  How big does it get?”

“Baby com’on,” Ramona said grabbing Laney and swinging her around toward the door.  “Even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me.  But I will tell you this, Alaina will be able to do that clean up to the ripe age of eighteen.”

“WHAT!” Laney shrieked while looking back at the mutt as he trotted off with Alaina giggling on it’s back.  “Dread you are going to have to get a bigger place.  Why don’t you try buying a castle.”

“Speaking of Castle,”Dread said corralling her friends up under each of her arms.  “I’ll show you my Great Great Great grandmothers place after we catch up with our two friends that are hiding out.”  “Dread you mean you really do own a castle.  Dag...and all this time I just thought you were a broke ass, sex starved dweeb.” Laney said before leaning back laughing.  “Ha, ha, ha,” Dread returned dryly.  “Activate your skyracers we are going to be traveling pretty fast.

Don’t be long,” Carl shouted.  “I have a date in about three cruutons.  That’s hours you know.”  “We know that dummy.” Dread retorted before activating her wrist teleporter and disappearing.

Carl sighed and gazed over at his nodding tore up friend and thought, (Merciful Sun God, she’s a mess).  “Girl...” he shouted prompting Gabrielle to jerk awake from his tone. “Go clean yourself up and take that hell spawn with ya.”  Gabrielle gave her friend a finger sign and called her little one over to her. “You know I thought about leaving her here with you but I think I will take her with me and clean her up.  If I leave her alone with you she might just break you in half because she thinks your are just a huge toy to play with.” Gabrielle said giggling.

“Yeah...well Dread just said she likes me.”  “Uh...huh.” Gabrielle returned sarcastically. She then told Alaina to say bye, bye to her, “leunc.”  “Uncle, I kinda like that.” Carl said straightening his wrinkled, dust filled clothes.  “Oh, I promise you after a few games of phaser ball you won’t.  Baby transuleers are wicked on the court and playing sports with the little tikes is one of the responsibilities of an uncle.”  “Ha ha ha,” Carl barked.  “Get out of here and fix your self up.  I’m getting nauseous just looking at’cha.” Carl didn’t reveal it to his departing friend but he was actually rather proud to be a part of their family.  He even kinda sorta like Dread too.

Down at Whispers Lane...

“Why are we here Dread?” Laney asked shooing away several of the strange days Ho’s that gathered around the judge purring and caressing her. “Dread pointed across the way at Silas and Samuel as they hackle the girls for a freebies.

The night air wreak of piss and spoiled trash.  The tainted, paint peeling,  twentieth-century light pole lamps flickered on and off.  Most likely the occupants of this area were bootlegging their electricity from the nearest club in the area.  Before the holocaust there wasn’t any famine, only streets of laughter and happy cart merchants, but with the bombing all of that changed and living became a curse to some.  Laney flipped down her oxygen compressor and inserted it into one of her nostrils.  She couldn’t understand why Ramona and Dread didn’t seem bothered by the stall environment.  She could barely breathe.

“So what are we waiting for?” Laney asked adjusting her airline.  “I want to wait just long enough for them to notice us.” Dread said icily.  Ramona looked over at Laney with a fearful glance in her eyes then back at Dread.  She’s heard that tone before, not as often as Laney but she had heard it before, and each time Dread used that tone it usual meant death for the offender.

“Uh Dread,” Ramona said softly.  “We don’t have to sentence them to death, we can send them to the Amazons.  They’ll know what to do with them.”  The visor on Dread’s helmet slid slowly back up into its compartment as Dread’s empty glare seized her friend’s inquisitive gaze. “These idiots endangered my wife and child.  I want them to see me, before I issue them MY final judgement. These men violated the law in the worst way possible, placing a mother and unborn infant in danger, and to me the slime balls should receive the maximum sentence. Now I don’t know of any other laws outside of Faze land, but I do know that the penalty for endangering unborn children and their mothers are death. If you are uncomfortable with my judgment then I will ask you to stand down now Empress Ramona.”

“Ease up Dread,” Laney said with a chuckle trying hard to change the temperament of this conversation.

“YOU ease up.  We are judges not priests, if criminals want mercy then it’s best they not engage in crime. I love my wife and child and I will do anything, within the law, to keep them safe and you along with Laney would do the same if you both were in the same situation.”

“Lightening up on the dren line Dread, we’re your friends...remember.  If we didn’t believe as you do we wouldn’t be judges. Now you two kiss and make up.”

“I got’cho kisses.” Dread said with a crooked grin.  She then gave Ramona a sharp elbow to the midsection doubling her over.  “Oh I forgive you Dread...bitch,” Ramona said falling to her knees gasping for air.  Dread wasn’t about to apologize verbally so to improvise and relay her request for forgiveness physically.

“Hey,” Samuel said, shushing his friend’s hooting calls.  “I think someone’s watching us.” Silas slid in closer to his partner and glanced around the area.

“Oh gods, I think that’s Dread over there.” Samuel said meekly.  “She’s found us.” Silas bolted to his feet prepared to run.  “Hold your ground fool.  We don’t want to give her any excuse to kill us, and right about now I think that is exactly what she wants.” 

Dread slid off her racer and removed her helmet.  Actually she was rather impressed, the idiots had quieted down just long enough to finally notice that she was there.  “They’re not running Dread.” Ramona said as she followed Dread over to the pair.  “I realize that, I guess I’m going to have to vaporize them where they stand huh?” She returned with a crooked grin.  Ramona returned the judge’s smile after finally realizing that her friend was thinking more on a rational level now.

“Silas and Samuel, I figured you’d be half way round the world now.  Feeling kind of sure of ourselves aren’t we?”

“Why are you bothering us Dread, we were just minding our own business.  We’ve done nothing wrong.” Samuel popped confidently.  Dread removed the gloves from her belt and tilted her head while giving the offenders her famous eyebrow express.  Silas shrieked and jumped to his feet.  “They made us do it, we had no choice they threatened  to kill us if we didn’t help them.” Samuel rolled his eyes and patiently raised his head to look up at his panicked partner.

Dread sighed and replaced the gloves while moving in closer to the pair.   “It doesn’t matter what you say Silas, you were an accomplice and according to the law that’s just like doing the crime yourself.  How do you plead...for endangering my wife and child’s lifes.”

“If you are going to kill us Dread then do it, but spare us the formalities of the law.” Samuel growled while standing and glaring over at the judge.  Dread gave him a smirk and moved around to the back of him and his partner. “Well you know Samuel, I was just about to offer you a deal.  Now I can issue a judgment of death or I can inject you with my erasing tonic and eliminate every memory you’ve ever had, and eventually you’ll forget to breathe and die very horribly.  I think they had a similar disease in the twentieth-century call Alzheimers.  Ooh,” Dread said shivering.  “Can you imagine looking down at your rigid penis and forget why it’s there and if you even need it at all before cutting it off. Ooh, I couldn’t.  That is some scary shit. So...do you want the injection now or do would you like to share some info with me.” 

“Samuel let’s just tell her where Caleerah might be man.  I don’t want to wake up one day and cut off my power drill because I can’t remember if I need it or not.  I need my shit man,” he pleaded frightfully while reaching down to cup his jewels.  “This is what make me, me.”  “Shut up fool...let me think for a minute.”

“Take your time gentlemen,” Dread said moving back around to the front of the guys before looking over at some very choice honey’s.  She then called the girls over to her with a nudge of her head.  One by one the ladies sauntered over to her. Dread pulled two of the tight women under each of her arms and cooed.  “My...My...My, talking about having Christmas in July.” Dread said with lustful eyes. She then slid each of her hands down over the girl’s nice dimensions and gave their healthy backsides a gentle pat.

“She went to Momma’s place,” Silas rushed with starlit eyes.  Laney nearly fell to her knees laughing.  All Silas saw was ass and tits, he never took the time to question why these women were dress in all leather, spiked heels and had tigress tatoos adorned on each of their left thighs. Oh they were healthy all right, MK only hired the best...and yesss these ladies were hot. “Gentlemen,” Dread said giving each of the ladies a pat as they sauntered over to the men.  “I’m feeling really merciful tonight.  Consider yourselves,” she said pausing just long enough to allow the women time to gather around Silas and Samuel. “Sentenced, I’d like you to meet Madam Kismet.”

“Kismet...where have I heard that name before?” Silas asked with a smile while rubbing his hands over a few of the girl’s bodies.

“OH NOOOOOO!” Samuel screamed as a pair of fire lit handcuffs clamped down on his and Silas’ wrist (wrists) at the same time.

“MADAM KISMET MEANS MADAM DEATH.” She’s the queen of astro bondage.  She’s like an S&M mistress, only she’s worse.  Her customers get off on any kind of lazer torture.  DREAD, DON’T DO THIS TO US.  THIS BITCH IS NOTHING BUT A HIGH PRICE SLAVE OWNER.”  “I don’t want to get it in my bootie Samuel,” Silas whimpered as Madam Kismet gave Dread a wink and teleported her and her girls along with their new stock out of Whisper Lane.

“HAHAHAHA...Dread you are an evil bitch.  MK’s customers are going to be whacking that ass every which way but loose you are wicked...simply wicked.” Laney said still laughing.  “Boy am I glad you’re on my side. Dread looked over at Ramona and gave her a slight grin.  “Do you agree of that judgement Empress Ramona?” She asked wrapping her arm around her friend’s shoulder and turning her about to escort her back to her bike. 

“Dread it’s judges like you that make this job alright.  However I do believe that since you’ve mated you’ve become more lenient.  I would have sent them to the dump where they use radiation to shrink the trash down to the size of ice cubes.  Each day they come out of there they’d be loosing something.”  Dread tweeked her friend’s nose and shoved her away from her, chortling.  “Then I take it that you approve.”  “Yes I do Empress Dread.” Dread blew her friend a kiss and grabbed her helmet. 

“Dread, what’s our next move.  I heard Momma was a rough cookie.  I don’t think we want to deal with her without reinforcements.”  “I’ve already thought of that comrade.” Dread said donning her helmet. “We’ll discuss it more when we get back to the condo, right now I have to pay my Grandmother’s palace a visit. I’ve also heard a few things about Momma and getting to her is going to be a timely ordeal. I heard she had dragons guarding her castle ninety five thousand leagues under sea level.” “Hahahaha...I heard that too, but we won’t know for sure until we get there.” “I agree.” Ramona said donning her helmet and activating her racer.  “Let’s take a ride girls.” Dread said revving up her engine.  “Take the lead and we’ll follow.” Dread gave her friends a nod and took to the night skies.  

Part 4

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