Crazy Seduction(erotica)

“Shit!” Crane exclaimed.

Sam looked at his friends then back to the Colonel. “These things duking it out over a city would not be good. I don’t know what effect the lightning would have on people, but I can’t imagine it would be good.” A sudden pang of guilt made him look to the new Silver People they’d made. “You should know, we get our energy from the lightning. I guess it’s how we eat.”

Jake scowled at Sam, but he just shrugged. He wasn’t about to let them starve to death.

Brenda and Jeannie went back into the barn and returned with handfuls of the silver strips, handing them out to the soldiers. Brenda took the remaining strips back to the barn when they no longer melted into the soldier’s skin.

“We have to leave,” the Colonel said, looking at Sam.

“That’s cool with us. It’s up to you what happens to your people. We’re just going to keep running as that’s what feels best. We won’t interfere with you. I’d like to ask that you do the same for us, but maybe you don’t have that authority. I’m asking anyway. We’ll just have to be more cautious.” Sam realized his need to collect the stuff was gone. He looked to Jake, but he seemed oblivious.

“Take it slow at first,” Jeannie said to Yablonski and touched his hand. The soldier’s head whipped around to stare at her in shock as he’d felt her emotions! “That’s just another bonus of being what we are,” Jeannie giggled quietly.

“Let’s go, people!” Crane bellowed.

Mick got her soldiers moving, and they followed the Colonel east, back to where their vehicles were waiting.

“Colonel, are we really going to be put in a lab and dissected? Cuz that sounds really awful, and I’d rather not,” Yablonski said.

“How easy was it for this elite group of trained professionals to take down two farmhands and their wives?” Crane grumbled, and his team went silent then began to chuckle.

“We have a mission to protect civilians in Washington, DC.” He looked at their expectant faces. “Anyone here have a problem with doing their duty?”

“NO, SIR!” they yelled out.

The sound they made was weird, but it forced a smile onto his face. Maybe the situation was fubar, but he felt better knowing his people weren’t worse off for the experience and may actually be able to use these new abilities to secure the nation. He had his own squad of super soldiers.

“OOF!”

Crane looked back and saw Yablonski picking himself up off the ground. The man looked at him, sheepishly.

“Sorry, sir. My boot slipped off.” He looked at the laces, but they were tight, so he tugged on the other one, and it came off too. “I’m too slippery for my boots?”

“I guess you don’t need them,” Gordon sighed.

The others quickly pulled off their boots as well.

He cast a troubled eye over the squad of shiny-faced barefoot soldiers he was bringing back to Washington with him.

His super soldiers. Right.

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“Do ya think they’ll leave us alone?” Jake asked Sam.

“Nah, I doubt it,” Sam sighed.

“What was the point of telling them they could have all the stuff we collected?” Jake asked his friend.

Sam thought about what he’d told the Colonel. “It… I felt like that’s what I was supposed to tell him. Totally weird.”

“You know what’s also weird? I don’t feel that urge to collect it anymore,” Brenda stated.

The others nodded as they realized the compulsion was gone.

“So, why were we doing that?” Jake asked.

“Maybe it was a mating instinct! We just made new people like us,” Jake proposed.

Sam nodded slowly. “Maybe. That idea makes me uncomfortable, though.” The others nodded in agreement.

“So… what do we do now?” Jake asked.

Sam smiled at his friends. “Since we’ve been outed by the Colonel, anyone feel like visiting the Nation’s Capital? I hear there’s a really big storm battle about to strike. Maybe we can do a little good there, too.”

Four identical smiles beamed at each other then they zipped away.

Henry grinned at Mahati’s attempt to hide her smile. The afternoon had been perfect. Now, the two had finally managed to shed their escort and were enjoying the peaceful walk along the mall towards the Lincoln Memorial.

Peaceful, if not quiet.

They’d just visited the Washington Memorial and were just moving on when they found themselves within a large group of people with homemade signs and banners demanding the legalization of marijuana. The agents who were escorting them fell back, and they had privacy, at last, not counting the hundreds of people chanting their message around them.

Henry caught the eye of one of the agents behind them and pointed to the big memorial at the end of the mall. The man nodded, collecting his partners and briskly jogging towards the roadway. They’d likely catch a ride with the convoy of vehicles keeping pace with them.

Still, the afternoon was beautiful, and they were enjoying the sights and the sounds of Washington. The scent of pot coming from the group around them was pungent, so they slowed their pace to allow the others to move past them until they were left behind.

Henry rubbed at his nose. “Man! That’s one special interest group you can identify easily.”

Mahati chuckled as she looked around, noting they were finally alone. “Our hosts are quite persistent in attempting to recruit you. Their last offer was significant.”

Henry grimaced. “Yeah, I wish they’d finally get the fact that I’m not interested. I don’t need more money than I currently make. I have no desire to leave my friends.”

“They do have some lovely museums. You seemed to quite enjoy them,” Mahati remarked, referring to the hours they’d spent wandering through the Smithsonian and the Air and Space museums.

He glanced at her and saw her teasing smile. He shook his head with a grin. “Visits only.” Henry decided to change the subject, so he turned the topic to her. “How are you enjoying living away from your family?”

Mahati looked at him in surprise but considered her answer before speaking. “I lived my whole life within the walls of my family’s estate, surrounded by my family members. My mother was the ruler of the homestead and controlled the actions of everyone within. The only one who seemed to be able to skirt her rules was my sister Kali. Seeing this, I finally realized how limited my opportunities would be if I stayed and how I’d become a slave. So, I severed ties and struck out on my own. I was not prepared to take on such responsibilities, but at least they were my decisions.” She smiled. “I was fortunate to have met Camila and Sigrid when I did. They gave me a wonderful place to live and purpose in my life.”

Henry was smiling broadly. “I feel exactly the same way as they did the same for me.”

They walked for a while, smiling as they recalled their good fortune.

Henry was curious about something she said. “How did Kali avoid the rigid rules of your home life?”

Mahati shrugged. “Kali is the youngest and showed little aptitude for magic. Mother had no use for her. She contributed nothing to the family business, so Mother ignored her.”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Henry nodded slowly. “Leading to her being someone who stirs up trouble for others.”

Mahati sighed and nodded. “Yes, I’m sure it’s all an effort to gather attention, but it draws the wrong kind. She has come home beaten and bruised more than once- not since living with me! Earlier.”

She frowned. “She has been rather occupied lately, since the night of the housewarming party. Something is on her mind, occupying her thoughts, something that makes her fidget and pace. I’ve asked her about it, but she won’t open up to me.”

Henry wondered what could possibly have shaken Kali that much. She was such a calm and cool shit disturber, always in control of the game.

They were almost to the Lincoln Memorial, and the pot protesters seemed to be gathering there. They were a happy bunch. There was a police presence, but they appeared willing to watch from the sidelines.

Henry felt a cold drop of rain land on the back of his neck. The hairs in that location all began to stand on end as the droplet sent tiny sparks through his nerves. He stopped walking and looked back towards the Capitol Building.

“Henry? What is it?” Mahati asked as she saw his smile drain away, replaced by an expression of dread. She looked back as well and saw two enormous thunderheads colliding over the city. Lightning suddenly shot down the side of one of them-brilliant white lightning. More droplets of rain arrived, and Henry felt them like mini-shocks. He turned to Mahati. “We have to run!” He looked desperately for shelter and pointed to the large stone building ahead. “Get up those stairs and as far into the Memorial as you can.”

“What’s happening?” she asked, alarmed by the fear in Henry’s voice.

“Those-those aren’t normal clouds! Their lightning is filled with Wild Magic. They change people! The Glass People and the Silver People! We have to get everyone out of the rain. It’s saturated with magic, too!” he exclaimed.

They began to run as people around them watched the approaching storm.

“Get to cover! Lightning storm coming!” Henry yelled.

The behemoths collided slightly north of the Capitol Building, and a brilliant flash of light exploded down their sides to strike the buildings and streets below. The thunder’s boom hit the people in the Mall almost immediately, and every light within sight went out. Even the cars on the surrounding roads went dark.

Between Henry’s fearful words and the boom, people finally began running until there was a stampede headed for the Lincoln Memorial.

Henry lost sight of Mahati and looked back. He stumbled to a halt as a distance behind him, a mother was pushing her baby carriage as fast as she could go, but she was also holding the hand of a three-year-old struggling to keep up. They were moving too slowly, and the monstrous clouds were getting closer.

“The children…” Henry wheezed from his suddenly tight chest. He couldn’t leave them behind, so he began sprinting back through the crowd to get to the children. He burst free from the fleeing mass and poured on the speed.