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“Come in,” answered Dr. Linsley, looking up from the text she was translating.

The door opened, and in walked an attractive, well-dressed man carrying a large wrapped package under one arm.

“Dr. Susana Linsley?” he asked.

Dr. Linsley stood to meet her guest. “Yes. How can I help you?” she replied, holding out her hand.

The man shook her hand and answered, “My name is Allen Reeder, and I’ve recently come into possession of an ancient Sumerian text which I’ve brought with me.” He lifted the package, indicating he brought it with him. “I’m told you’re the most experienced translator of ancient tomes in the area, and I was wondering if you could help me with some of the translations.”

Dr. Linsley smiled. “Well, thank you for the compliment. My Sumerian isn’t as strong as some of the other languages, but I’d be happy to give it a shot.”

Allen laid the package on her desk and opened it, revealing an ornately covered book. He opened it about two-thirds of the way, saying, “It’s these few pages I’m having the problem with.”

Dr. Linsley stared at the book then back at Allen. “Isn’t this the so-calledDiabolic Encyclopedia?”

“Yes it is,” answered Allen. “I’m impressed you recognized it.”

“The sameDiabolic Encyclopedia that was stolen from the traveling exhibit earlier this week?” she asked.

Allen’s face fell. “I don’t see how that’s relevant. What is important is whether or not you can translate it.”

Dr. Linsley stepped back behind her desk. “Oh, I can translate it, all right, but I’m having no part in dealing with stolen merchandise. I’m going to have to call security.” She picked up the phone headset.

Shaking his head, Allen stated, “I’m afraid I can’t let you do that, Dr. Linsley.”

Suddenly, a cloud of gas sprayed out of his ring directly into Dr. Linsley’s face. Her eyes rolled up into her head, and she collapsed onto the desk.

The form of Allen Reeder shimmered, and in its place stood Chamelea. She tapped her bracelet and said, “Chamelea reporting. Unfortunately, Dr. Linsley recognized the text, and I had to subdue her. Instructions?”

A voice crackled out of the bracelet’s speaker. “Bring her back here. I’ll open a portal so you don’t have to get her past security.” it ordered.

“Yes, Imperator,” replied Chamelea, rewrapping the book, and then shouldering Dr. Linsley.

In a few seconds, a trans-spatial portal opened, and Chamelea carried her precious cargo through.

Dr. Linsley awoke finding herself suspended a foot off the floor by chains attached to each of her wrists and ankles, pulling her into an “X” shape. In addition, a large rubber ball had been strapped inside her mouth, making her jaw ache from the tension. TheDiabolic Encyclopedia was on a tall bookstand in front of her opened to the pages Allen Reeder had asked her to translate earlier.

She glanced around frantically, squealing and thrashing as much as the chains allowed her.

Hearing footsteps to her right, she turned towards the powerful-looking man walking toward her. It took a few seconds for her to recognize him from the various television news reports — Imperator!

“Dr. Linsley,” Imperator greeted her. “May I call you Susana? Not that it matters, I suppose.”

Dr. Linsley yelled something unintelligible through the gag.

Ignoring her attempted comments, Imperator continued, “As Mr. Reeder mentioned earlier, I’m having some difficulty with a few pages of text, and one phrase in particular. You will translate this text for me.”

Defiantly, Dr. Linsley shook her head.

Imperator walked over to her, grabbed the collar of her blouse and tore it open to her waist. Reaching inside her bra, Imperator took her left nipple and squeezed it roughly, making Dr. Linsley scream.

“I don’t think you fully grasp the situation,” growled Imperator. “According to the various media outlets, I am a deranged, megalomaniacal, and hyper-intelligent sadist. You should also know that I have complete knowledge of the female anatomy. I can cause you pain in your most tender spots that you can’t even conceive. So, my dear Susana, you are going to translate for me, aren’t you?”

Gasping in pain, Dr. Linsley again shook her head.

Releasing her nipple, Imperator smiled. “I was actually hoping you would need further persuasion. Really, it’s no fun when they give in too soon.”

Reaching into his pocket, he showed Dr. Linsley a pair of needle-nosed pliers. “Now, let’s see how sensitive your clitoris is…”

Chamelea grinned as Imperator walked back into the lab. “Well, that didn’t take long,” she jeered.

Imperator made a quick mental note to have a “discussion” with Chamelea about her attitude (preferably involving rope, nipple clamps, and an enema kit), then commented, “We are on a schedule, so there wasn’t really time for pleasantries.”

“So what’s next?” Chamelea asked.

“The passage in question was tricky, but literally it means ‘sunlight passing through human hands’.”

Confused, Chamelea inquired, “So… we need a mirror or lens and aim it at the jewel?”

Imperator shook his head. “I don’t think it’s quite that simple. In this case, I think we need to literally process the sunlight through an actual person.”

“What are you smoking?” Chamelea laughed. “How is that supposed to work?”

Not later — now, Imperator decided. “Chamelea, this is why I’m in charge, and you’re not. Contact Toshi and tell her I have a job for her, then meet me down on Basement Level C.”

Chamelea stood up, answered “Yes, sir!” in a mock-salute, and left.

No, not an enema, Imperator thought, something more painful is in order.

“Now, what have we learned about being snide and sarcastic towards your superiors?” scolded Imperator calmly.

Chamelea was near tears as she struggled to keep her back straight. Her legs and waist had been strapped down on a platform, but her torso hung over the edge forcing her to arch her back to prevent her tits from coming into contact with the electrified and sharpened prongs beneath them. With her wrists bound to their opposing elbow, she was going to be hard-pressed to hold this position much longer. The dental gag made her drool incessantly, and she jumped every time it dripped onto one of the prongs and sparked.

Imperator hadn’t stopped there, though. The coup de grâce was the inflatable butt plug that inflated and deflated at random intervals and pressures.

Chamelea’s crying eyes and incomprehensible begging amused Imperator as he watched her struggle to hold a horizontal position while fighting the assault on her rectum.

Grabbing a handful of Chamelea’s hair, he said, “Toshi should be arriving any minute. I will give her the assignment, then I’ll return here, and you’re going to suck me off. If you do a good job of it, I’ll free you. Otherwise, I’ll think you need more time to learn some proper respect.”

Imperator dropped her head, then turned and left the room, ignoring Chamelea’s desperate pleading.

What a night, NiteGlow thought to herself as she left the officers. It had been a busy night for sure. She had stopped at least five different crimes in progress, two of which involved multiple criminals. Sunrise was still a few hours away, and she was all but tapped.

It’s probably best I just go home. I doubt I have enough energy left to help anyone else, anyway.

NiteGlow navigated through the alleys, taking a roundabout way home to confuse anyone who might be watching her.

Suddenly, a movement to her left caught her eye. She turned quickly only to catch a foot square on the jaw. NiteGlow went down, trying to shake off the effects of the blow. If she didn’t have her enhanced physique, she would have been unconscious at this point.

Again she saw the movement and quickly aimed her hand toward it. Unfortunately, her earlier assumption proved correct, as barely a flash emitted from her hand. Oh no! she screamed silently.

The figure landed right in front of her, and NiteGlow immediately recognized the ninja Toshi. Before she could react, Toshi launched upward, burying her knee in the bottom of NiteGlow’s chin.

NiteGlow stumbled back, trying to regain her footing, but Toshi leapt towards her, wrapping her legs over NiteGlow’s right shoulder and under her left arm. Locking her legs together, Toshi applied a tight wristlock on NiteGlow’s pinned left arm and clamped her legs together. NiteGlow tried to fight the triangle hold, but the pressure on her carotid artery quickly brought her to her knees, an in a few seconds she was completely unconscious.

Satisfied NiteGlow was out, Toshi slowly released the hold. “That was an unsatisfying victory,” she muttered, lifting NiteGlow over her shoulder. “I hope Imperator’s next job is more challenging, but I suppose I shouldn’t complain about earning this kind of money for two minutes of work.”

NiteGlow tugged ineffectively against the apparatus holding her hands. The device was made out of some kind of metal and a rounded cone surrounded her hands, presumably so that when her powers reactivated, she’d only be able to fire her solar blasts forward. A bar between her ankles was fastened to the floor, ensuring she remained in a standing position. The open skylight overhead bathed her in sunlight, and NiteGlow could feel her body beginning to recharge.

She wondered if anyone outside was nearby who could help her, but she’d never be able to find out as her mouth was filled with some kind of foam device and fastened to her head by a thick, wide leather strap. She tried screaming for help, but a barely audible sound passing through her neck was all that could be heard.

Examining her surroundings, NiteGlow assumed this was another of Imperator’s laboratories, as the equipment ranged from highly-scientific analytical devices to cruel torture implements.

What’s he up to this time? she thought.

As if to answer her question, Imperator strode into the room. Chamelea entered behind him, carrying a large red jewel, which she placed on a small pedestal in front of NiteGlow’s positioned hands.

Imperator walked up to NiteGlow and gently stroked her hair, causing NiteGlow to pull back in anger.

“Now, now,” cautioned Imperator. “No need to be all uptight. We’re just in the preparatory stages right now. The real fun doesn’t start until sundown once you’re all charged up and your powers reactivate.”

Seeing the confused look on NiteGlow’s face, Imperator continued, “The jewel you’re looking at is actually an ancient Sumerian summoning stone. I happened to come across it on a recent expedition, and found reference to it in an ancient text. Supposedly, if the ritual is performed correctly, the caster is presented with a ‘powerful weapon’ of some sort. However, the ritual itself is extremely complicated, and one of the key elements was to expose the jewel to ‘sunlight passed through human hands’. At this point, you should see why your presence is required. I believe your solar blasts are what’s needed for this step.”

“Oh, and don’t think that once you can start blasting again that you can melt your way to freedom. The instrument your hands are locked in is made of pure titanium with a highly-reflective ceramic polymer coating on the inside. There’s no way you can generate enough heat to melt or even damage it. The curvature also ensures any energy you do expend will be focused directly on the jewel itself.”

“In addition, should you think you can just refuse to participate… While I don’t want to ruin the surprise, let’s just say it’ll be a lot less uncomfortable if you simply cooperate.”

NiteGlow cringed. She’d been on the receiving end of Imperator’s “persuasion” techniques before. Now she had to decide whether it’d be easier to live with assisting him or attempting to endure whatever abuse he had planned for her.

As the sun began to set, NiteGlow could feel her powers returning. However, she was no closer to escaping now than she was when she woke up. Her heart skipped a beat when Imperator, Chamelea, and Blood Witch entered the room leading some shivering woman in chains.

“NiteGlow, meet Dr. Linsley,” introduced Imperator. “Dr. Linsley is a highly-skilled translator of ancient languages and will be helping us with the spoken-word segment of tonight’s ritual.”

The expression on Dr. Linsley’s face was one of sheer terror and resignation. NiteGlow could only imagine what she had endured to get her to participate.

Chamelea walked up to NiteGlow and stuck a syringe in her arm. NiteGlow winced as Chamelea emptied the plunger. Chamelea then rolled up NiteGlow’s shirt and attached clamps to each of her nipples. She then pulled down NiteGlow’s shorts and attached similar clamps to her labia.

“Just so you know,” said Imperator, brandishing a remote control, “Chamelea just injected you with a special blend of stimulants just to make sure you don’t pass out when I do this.”

Imperator pressed a button on the remote, and a surge of electricity emanated from the clamps into NiteGlow’s body. The pain caused NiteGlow’s legs to buckle and she groaned in agony.

“That was setting one,” replied Imperator. “It goes all the way up to ten. When I tell you to fire, I better see flame, or we start increasing the intensity.”

NiteGlow shuddered. Okay, she told herself, it’s just pain. He needs me, so he can’t actually hurt me in any way. If I can just take it, maybe I’ll have a chance of ruining his plans.

Dr. Linsley was positioned on the left side of the jewel with theDiabolic Encyclopedia placed on a stand in front of her. Blood Witch stood to the right, holding several bowls filled with various liquids and solids.

“Everyone ready?” asked Imperator. “Okay, let’s get started. NiteGlow, start firing on the jewel.”

NiteGlow hesitated. Sighing, Imperator pressed the remote.

It was the longest three seconds of NiteGlow’s life. Try as she could, the pain was too intense to ignore, or even tolerate.

Imperator released the button and gave NiteGlow a few seconds to catch her breath. “Let’s try this again. NiteGlow, start firing on the jewel.”

Defiantly, NiteGlow shook her head.

True to his word, Imperator increased the intensity of the charge. NiteGlow knew under normal circumstances she’d be unconscious right now, but the stimulants were working just as Imperator said they would.

Suddenly, a noise came from the doorway. Violet Outburst walked in leading a bound and bit-gagged Americana.

“Look what I found snooping around outside,” exclaimed Violet Outburst.

“Damn!” cursed Imperator. “Where there’s one, there’s sure to be more. We’ve only got a few minutes before the rest of the heroines show up.”

Thinking quickly, Imperator tossed Violet Outburst a pair of pliers, saying, “If NiteGlow doesn’t fire by the count of three, start pulling Americana’s teeth out.”

NiteGlow gasped in horror and immediately began blasting on the jewel.

“That’s more like it,” smiled Imperator. “I probably should’ve thought of that earlier. No matter. Dr. Linsley, Blood Witch, proceed.”

While Dr. Linsley read from the manuscript, Blood Witch applied the various substances at particular intervals. In a few moments, the jewel began to glow from inside.

“Everyone, stop,” ordered Imperator. “Something’s happening.”

Suddenly, the jewel split open, and a creature resembling a ferret-sized slug crawled out. Imperator opened up a small portal under the “slug” and a second over a glass decanter so that the slug fell inside. Imperator attached a lid and examined the creature.

“Not what I was expecting, but with magic you never can tell what you’re going to get.”

Imperator then turned to the group and opened a large portal in the middle of the room. “Violet Outburst, grab Dr. Linsley and the book, since we need to find out what exactly we have here. The rest of you, drop everything and let’s get out of here.”

“But what about NiteGlow and Americana?” Blood Witch asked.

“Leave them,” replied Imperator. “If we take them along, that’ll make the others more anxious to find us. I need time to research this thing.”

Violet Outburst had already left with the doctor and the book. Chamelea and Blood Witch weren’t far behind. As Imperator stood at the portal’s mouth, he hesitated for a moment.

“Ladies,” he gleamed, “I want to thank you both for your assistance on this matter. I do hope your friends are on their way soon, because this building is wired to self-destruct in just a few minutes.”

NiteGlow attempted a scream as Imperator exited and closed the portal. She hadn’t been able to free herself thus far, and Americana’s merinthophobia paralyzed the only other person who could save them.

Miraculously, Starr and White Noise burst through the roof seconds later. As soon as her gag was removed, NiteGlow yelled, “Bomb!”

Quickly, NiteGlow and Americana were scooped up and lifted into the air by White Noise. In moments, the building exploded, being completely engulfed in flames.

As NiteGlow watched the building burn, she could only wonder what kind of horror Imperator now had at his disposal.

The End (for now…)