She contemplatedturning them right there on the spot. She wanted to turn them, tofeel the rush of euphoria that came with feeding. But, she realizedthat in order to operate in complete secrecy, she would need agentswho could walk out in the daylight. And in front of her where twoperfect candidates.
“Wasp,” she commanded,and on cue, Janet fell to her knees. “The sun will be up in a fewhours. I want you to scope out two new recruits by the time nightcomes again. I need to swell our ranks with powerful soldiers beforelong.” She cast a sideways glance at Psylocke, issuing an unspokencommand for her to put up a powerful telepathic shield around themall, which would conceal them from most minds.
“Yes, my queen,” Janetsaid as she bowed low. “Whatever you desire.” She finished beforeshrinking away and disappearing into the hallway.
“Wanda,” Jubilee saidwith a coy smile as she circled around the Scarlet Witch. “I havean important task for you,” she continued as she bent low over hershoulder. “I want you to use your magic and find a way to removemy....handicaps. Do you understand?”
“Yes, my Queen,” shesaid as she bowed her head down low.
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The door was nearly readyto give way. She had been hacking away at it for nearly an hour. Andfor the first twenty or so minutes, she had noticed that Rogue wasusing someone's power to try and re-build it. But in the end, it hadall been for nought, as X-23 was determined to please her queen. Shesecretly hoped that the Black Queen would give her Rogue, in order tocompensate for the loss of Jubilee, who had been the object of herdesires for some time.
Crash! The door to cerebrofell to the ground, and out popped Rogue. Obviously, she intended tocatch X-23 when she was weakened. What the southern belle didn'tremember was that she would never tire.
“I'm really sorry aboutthis, X'” Rogue apologized as she lashed out with her fist. ButLaura was more than ready. She ducked low and slammed her knee intoRogue's stomach at the perfect point. She successfully knocked thewind out of the woman as two of the cuckoo princesses entered thehall. “Now, ya'll-”
Laura cut her off byplacing her gloved hand over her mouth as she braced her against thewall. She smiled as she felt the psychic waves crashing over hermind, knowing that Rogue was getting it a hundred times worse. Whatthe cuckoos where doing was inhibiting Rogue's ability to make herown choices. They where turning her into a very suggestible puppet,who Laura was sure they would exploit for their revenge against theonly other person in the room: Quentin Quire.
“Oh,” was all Quirecould say as the four supremely beautiful and terrifying women staredhim down. It was at that point that he remembered that he had bulliedand insulted them all at one point or another.
“Rogue,” one of theCuckoos smiled, “be a dear and....fulfil Quire's carnal, lustful,disgusting desires will you?”
“I will,” Rogue saidin a drone-like tone as she stripped herself of her clothing. Sheadvanced on Quentin, and eventually cornered him. With one hand, shetore his shirt away. With the other, she removed his pants. Laurasmiled as she realized what was coming next. In preparation, she slidher hand down into her pants. She began to masturbate as Rogueimpaled herself on Quentin's mediocre shaft. Time and time again, thesoutherner moaned with delight. But it wasn't from the sex, aurarealized as she felt herself growing hotter. It was from her powersdraining Quentin's life force away.