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Taking Over By Shrike
"Everybody on the floor or we'll kill you."
I looked up and saw the shouting person was a classicly dressed super
villain in what looked like spandex, but probably was the new
Neolastane. It was the latest fashion using nanotube reinforced
synthetic fabric. The man threatening everyone in the pharmacy wasn't
alone however. There were three more similarly classic dressed villains.
They were undoubtedly MORFS survivors with superpowers.
The one who yelled before repeated now spoke directly to me, "I said
everyone on the ground. That includes you, Pops."
Now the lowlife was addressing me, Rory O'Brien. I was indeed elderly
and retired after working for more than 50 years as an OB/ GYN. But I
balked at this lowlife addressing me like that. And even if I wanted to
comply, I couldn't. My muscles don't comply well enough anymore. You
see, I had contracted Parkinson. I did go through MORFS as one of the
earliest patients, and I didn't have any defects after that. But I got
poisoned with some manganese and it got me into this condition. Already
my muscles were stiff and my left side was trembling out of control
sometimes.
I snarled back at the villian, "I can't. I'm not well enough to comply."
The villain looked at me with screwed eyes before turning away to make
sure the other people were lying on the floor. I turned my attention to
him and the other villains. You see, I didn't get any visible hybrid
traits, just some webbed feet and weird skin on my feet. But I did gain
a mild telepathic ability. It wasn't that strong, but enough to
sometimes read a patient or to comfort someone. Too bad it didn't help
me a bit with my marriage. My wife left me after 6 years of marriage,
taking our little girl of 5 years old with her.
I tried to read the minds of the perpetrators as they started raiding
the drug and medicine cabinets. The skinny one putting bottles into a
carrying case was a bit readable. He was just a kid, barely old enough
to drink or drive. But I was not able to read any of the others till I
got to the girl spraying ice on the stuff that they packed into the
carrying case. For some reason I could very easily invade the thoughts
of this girl.
As I got into her mind, I instantly knew everything she knew. She wasn't
a bright girl, more like a classic blonde. She was very na?ve and
simple. It turned out that she had been very retarded before MORFS cured
her defects. But she hadn't learned much after that, so now she was just
ignorant and easily led Maybe that was the reason I could get into her
thoughts that easy. But seriously I doubted that. 'My telepathic power
isn't that strong.' As I trampled around in her mind, she froze and
stood there motionless. The leader of the group, who called himself
Lightning as I knew from the girls mind, saw both his female accomplice
and my old body frozen up.
He called out, "What the hell are you doing?" Then he shot a huge
lightning bolt towards my old body.
I was barely aware of him doing it, but as it impacted I definitely
noticed. I felt a gut wrenching agony rip through my body and something
snapped. My lights went out as I fell into a dark abyss. The girl got a
backlash as well and fell down like a puppet whose strings got cut. My
body in the meantime twitched before crumpling into a charred heap.
Lightning laughed cruelly as the old man's body died fast and horribly.
He said, "Serves you right, old man." Than he spat on the body.
Slowly I came to, feeling strange and I don't know, distant. I wasn't
really in control of my body, but it started looking around all on it's
own 'Weird.'. It was then that I got a big shock. There on the floor
were charred remains of a body. Not just any body but more accurate, the
charred remains of my body. I could clearly identify myself by the
clothes and posture. 'But if my body is there, then where the hell am
I?' I willed myself to move the body a bit and as I made it glance down
I got another big shock. I was inside the girl's body. I didn't get more
time at that point to investigate though.
The skinny kid, who called himself Irradiate as I recalled from the
girls memory called out, "Watch out, here comes that pesky team of
Elementals." Indeed I heard a high whining sound and saw some people
dressed in black suits moving our way.
Lightning grabbed my body, I mean my new body and whispered, "Let's get
out of here babe." Then to the chubby member of his group, who called
himself Vanisher as I recalled from the girl's memory, "Get us out of
here before they can do something to us."
I could only watch as a spectator, while Vanisher teleported us away
from the pharmacy while the black clad people from the team of
Elementals made their way towards where we had been standing.
In a blink of an eye I was inside a poorly lit room, with the other
villains. They still thought that I was their team member. But I was not
only Pamela Bonner, or as they called me Ice-Bunny, but I was also Rory
O'Brien. Somehow I inhabited the body with the simple girl. She wasn't
really aware that I was there as well and I made sure that she wasn't
too much aware of my being in there with her.
Feeling safe in this room everyone pulled their hoods down and my body
did the same. Now I understood why they called me Ice-Bunny. I, or
rather Pamela, had gained long white ears like a snow rabbit during her
MORFS. I made a mental note to check later for a fluffy white tail on my
back side. Pamela's memory reminded me that she had one. I couldn't help
thinking, 'Put me in a leotard and I'll fit right in at the Hefner
mansion.'
Then I got another shock, something resembling a big ladybug or other
beetle scurried into the room. Fortunately Pamela was in control of the
body or I would have made myself conspicuous. Everyone else thought that
it was perfectly all right to have such a hideous creature come into the
room. I got another shock as the bug, (that really was his codename as I
gathered from Pamela's memories), started to talk. With a raspy voice he
asked, "So how did it go at the pharmacy? Did you get all we needed?"
Lightning said with an unsteady voice, "Uh, not all boss. There was some
trouble, an old geezer was interfering with Ice-bunny. I flash fried him
good, but then those elementals from Eclipse started showing up. We had
to split, we don't dare go up against them."
Bug snarled, "You should have hurried more. I do applaud that you didn't
get yourself caught by those Eclipse SOB's. Now what was this about an
old man interfering with Ice-bunny?"
He turned to me, or rather Pamela. I kind of retreated as far as I could
inside her mind and with good reason. The bug was a telepath, he broke
into her mind with ease. I never had that much power at my disposal. He
trampled through Pamela's mind like a bull in a china shop. I managed to
evade him though. He never knew I was there.
After he retreated out of Pamela's mind, she complained, "Hey, that
hurt. Why'd you do that?"
"Stop yapping, silly twit. There was evidence of someone reading your
mind. But if he's toast as Lightning said, then I guess it doesn't
matter what he might have found out."
~~~~~*~~~~~
Eclipse team
Blitz knelt down at a charred body on the floor of a pharmacy that had
been raided by the gang of elementals they had been chasing for a few
weeks now. He called out, "Flutter? Situation?"
From further in the store came the answer, "All clear Blitz. They're
gone, as usual. How's that guy?"
"Dead, another victim by the buggers. That makes a total of nine now.
Lightning fried this one. According to his ID, his name was Rory
O'Brien, a retired OB/ GYN. Did you copy that, base?"
Inside his helmet the base of operations answered that they'd received
it. They'd check for the man's next of kin. In the mean time Blitz,
Flutter, Echo, Sizzle and Nuke checked the store with the help of the
personnel. They'd ascertained that several drugs were missing. Mostly
the expensive rare drugs, that would turn out a fortune when sold on the
black market.
~~~~~*~~~~~
Pamela Bonner
Pamela retreated to her own room, feeling upset with the treatment she
got from the Bug. She questioned herself once more why she ran with this
crowd. She did remember that Lightning, or Bryce Lorcell as his real
name was, was usually very nice to her. When he touched her in special
places, she felt so good and nice. And when they undressed and he got
his thick dick inside her, she felt even better. Even thinking of that
made her feel good and tingly. She even started to feel wet between her
thighs.
~~~~~*~~~~~
Rory O'Brien
I almost gagged at the thoughts Pamela was having. She was so na?ve.
That Bryce guy just used her as a bimbo to fuck and get his rocks off.
And the crew was using her since she was quite dim-witted. She wasn't
exactly stupid, but she had never learned all the social skills a girl
her age should have. I didn't want to reveal myself yet. Being inside
her, as that might tip the Bug to my presence. I had a feeling that he
would do his damnest to eradicate me, and not have any regards for
Pamela's well being. As a doctor my patient's needs always came first
and I regarded Pamela as my patient, though she was carrying me along
for a ride.
And what a ride it turned out to be. She was feeling horny and got out
of her Neolastane suit. She started to rub her breasts and slowly one
hand wandered off southwards. Soon she was inserting a finger into her
damp snatch. I felt overwhelmed with the feelings. Though this wasn't
really my body, I could feel everything she did and felt. I felt a bit
dirty and sort of a peeping tom experiencing it, but the feelings were
too good to retreat into her mind and block from my memory. So, instead
I felt her inserting another finger into her dripping wet pussy and then
she found her clitoris. She started moaning and panting and soon
exploded into orgasm. She almost screamed out from pleasure, but held it
back just in time. In a short time Pamela brought herself to three
fantastic orgasms, well I thought they were fantastic, but she'd had
better, I picked up from her stray thoughts.
Finally Pamela felt tired enough to lay down. I waited till she was
sound asleep and got the body under my control. I got her body up and
walked toward the big mirror on her door. Her thighs were a bit sticky
from the secretions after her finger exercises, but I ignored that as
best I could. I briefly contemplated taking a shower and cleaning up,
but decided against that, as Pamela would wonder how she got clean and
wet. She might even wake up during the shower. I examined her body
clinically as a doctor would, though it kind of turned me on as well.
'Okay, so I'm not so clinical as I should.'
Her body was trim and fit, and indeed she had a fluffy white little tail
on her behind. I looked at everything and then looked around in her
room. It was quite empty, with only the bare necessities. Then my eye
fell on a picture standing on her nightstand. I went over and looked at
it. I gasped in shock, 'What is she doing with a picture of my wife with
our little girl?'
As I looked again, it struck me, this wasn't a picture of my wife. The
face looked a lot like her, but was just a little different. I realized
that this must be Alice, our daughter with her own daughter. I had to
sit down, I just realized that I must now be in my own granddaughter's
body. 'Well, that explains why I could get into her mind so easily. Her
unsophisticated mind, coupled with being of my bloodline, made it easy
for me get access to her mind.'
As I was contemplating all this, I felt her starting to wake up. So I
lay down as she had done and retreated back into her head. She woke up
right after I finished, and got up to go to the bathroom for a quick
shower and to take care of other business. After that she drank some
water and went back to sleep. I didn't want to tire her body out, so I
did the same. If you can call resting your mind only, as sleeping that
is.
The next morning I woke up as Pamela rolled out of bed. I stayed in the
background and watched her do her normal morning rituals.
She had a breakfast in the small kitchen together with Alan Kittridge.
He was called Irradiate, because his power was with radiation. Pamela
asked him with a nudge from me, "Why do you hang out with these guys?
You're not such a bad guy."
Alan snorted, "When I discovered my powers, I accidentally exposed some
people to alpha, beta and gamma radiation. Some of them died because of
it. I was arrested for murder one, but the Bug freed me from the cops.
I've been here ever since. How about you? You're too much of a nice girl
to be here. Why are you here?"
I felt Pamela thinking, 'Why am I here really?' "I like Bryce a lot. I
guess I am here because of him."
"You can do a lot better than him," said an exasperated Alan.
"You think so? I'm not that pretty, you know." Said Pamela a bit
embarrassed.
"Oh, come on, you're a pretty girl. You shouldn't put yourself down. I
also think that you're smarter than you appear to be."
Their conversation was interrupted as Bryce entered the kitchen. "Hey
babe," he said as he put his big hand around her waist. He gave her a
slobbering kiss on her cheek before looking into the fridge to see what
he could have for breakfast.
Pamela was put off by Bryce's behavior, and went back to her room. She
got thinking about why she really hung out with this crew. Bryce treated
her like a bimbo and she didn't like committing all the crimes for the
Bug. The Bug actually scared the hell out of her. He invaded her privacy
of her mind too often. She decided to get some fresh air and after
dressing in a conservative dress, went out to a nearby park.
I recognized the park, I had been there lots of times myself. So we
weren't as far away as I had feared. Once Pamela sat down on a bench
watching a pond, I decided to announce myself to her.
Softly I said in our shared head, *Pamela*
She startled and looked around, "Who is there? Show yourself!"
*I'm not physically anywhere anymore. I'm in your head.* I thought to
her softly.
Pamela shook her head, "Am I going nuts? How can you be in my head? Who
are you?"
*Please keep your voice down, it wouldn't do you good talking out loud
to no one.*
Pamela still wasn't buying it, "If you don't tell me who you are, I'm
gonna make you real sorry you messed with me. And if you're in my head
as you said, I'll ask the Bug to get you out. How can I talk to you
without speaking?"
*All you have to do is think your words to me, you don't have to
actually say them. As for having that criminal Bug trampling through
your mind again, that would be a big mistake. He would probably scramble
your brain permanently beyond repair and may kill me as well. Now for
who I am, I was looking into your mind at the pharmacy, the one you and
your fellow criminals were raiding. Remember the old man? That was me.
Bryce electrocuted my body and somehow that forced my mind out of there
into your head.*
Pamela gasped as she heard that part. She almost spoke up, but only
mumbled a little while saying, *So your body is dead and you live on
with me in my body? Can you get out? I don't want anyone in here with
me. Wait, were you in here when I...? Oh shit, you were, weren't you? You
watched me doing ...* And she was thinking of her pleasuring herself that
night.
*Uh, yes. I'm sorry, I was there and lived it through you. But don't
feel ashamed. There was nothing I hadn't seen before. I was a doctor in
my own body.*
Pamela was still upset, *Doctor or not, what gives you the right do what
you did?*
*I really am sorry, but it is not like I have a choice. I don't know if
I can 'Kill' myself in here, or even if I can leave. I'm afraid that
you're stuck with me.*
Pamela gasped, *You're always going to be with me? Wait, you said that
the Bug could kill you. We should ask him to get you out of my head.*
Now I was shaking, figuratively speaking of course. *Please don't do
that, Pamela.*
Furiously she asked, *Give me one good reason I shouldn't, you pervert!*
*I'll give you two. First off, the Bug would probably mess up your mind
when he kills me. He doesn't give a damn about you. You'd end up with
headaches at best or as a vegetable at worst. Now, I do care about you,
which brings me to my second reason. I noticed the photo on your
nightstand. I think you're my granddaughter. Your mother is Alice
O'Brien, is it not?*
Pamela started crying, *She was, before she got married to John Bonner.
He beat her and left after a few years. Mom is dead now, I accidentally
froze her and she died from exposure.*
Pamela's confession tore a chunk out of my psychological heart. 'My
daughter is dead? I lost touch with her after my wife took her away. I'm
not prepared for the news of her death.' *How about your grandmother,
did you have contact with her?*
*I never knew my grandparents. Say, how can I be sure that you're my
grandfather as you say. You could be making that up. You could have
taken the knowledge of my mom's maiden name from my memory.* Pamela said
indignantly.
*Yes, I could have. However I can prove that I was Rory O'Brien. I was
married to Magda for 6 years, before she disappeared with our daughter
Alice. Check the newspapers on the raid yesterday, they should report
that my name is the dead person your group left behind.*
Pamela snidely commented, *Well, I'm going to find that out. Now will
you please be quiet. I don't need your voice inside me at the moment.*
I felt bad for my granddaughter, so I did just that and retreated as far
as I could back into her mind. I did however keep on monitoring her.
~~~~~*~~~~~
Eclipse team
Blitz went into the Central Control room to follow up on the raid on the
pharmacy they interrupted. He asked one of the techs, "Any news on the
next of kin of that deceased man we found?"
"We did locate his ex-wife. Sanura is trying to contact her. We did come
across something interesting. I already had the data send to Sanura.
Maybe you'd like to see it as well?"
Blitz smiled, "Sure, what've you got" He started reading the information
on the big screen, It showed a picture and some information on the dead
man, Rory O'Brien. Next to him was his ex-wife, Magda Schiller, and a
woman that looked a lot like her. The information stated that it was
their daughter Alice Bonner n?e O'Brien.
Then a mug shot of a known felon named John Bonner was displayed and
last but not least a picture of a pretty snow-rabbit hybrid was on
screen. Her information said, Pamela, daughter of Alice and John Bonner.
Age: 19, Classification: Ice-elemental. No known whereabouts.
Blitz whistled softly, "I think I have seen her. I think she's running
with the group of elemental criminals that we've been hunting and who
killed Rory O'Brien. I bet she doesn't even know that it was her own
grandfather that was killed at the scene."
Sanura said from behind him, "My guess is that you'd win that bet. Rory
O'Brien didn't know he had a granddaughter, much less how she would
look. I just got off the phone with the ex-wife. She didn't know that
she had a granddaughter. Apparently the girl ran away at 17. She also
didn't know that her daughter was dead because of an accident involving
her granddaughter."
She pointed to the next information, which stated that Pamela was wanted
for questioning as her mother had died from exposure to cold. "I'm
thinking that Pamela accidentally froze her mother and ran away in fear
and shame. But we can only say for certain when we find her and question
her."
~~~~~*~~~~~
Pamela looked at the news on her eCom, while relaxing on her bed. She
read about the interrupted raid on the pharmacy, it stated that the
thieves stole several expensive drugs and that a local OB/ GYN doctor
named Rory O'Brien was killed by the criminals. They went on to say that
the heinous criminals were being targeted by several law enforcement
agencies. They didn't mention ECLIPSE though, and Pamela was puzzled why
they weren't mentioned.
As she closed down her eCom, Pamela thought, 'So, he was telling the
truth about getting killed.'
I thought to her, *I told you so. I am who I said I am.*
Pamela startled and spoke out loud, "I thought I told you not to scare
me like that."
*Ssst, keep your voice down.* But it was already too late I realized, as
there was a knock on her door.
"Ice-Bunny? Is there someone in there with you?" The voice of Bryce
sounded agitated. Without waiting for any reply, he opened her door and
stepped inside.
"No, there is no one here but me. I was talking to a squirrel outside.
He keeps scaring me jumping in front of the window." Pamela said
quickly.
*Good thinking,* I thought to her.
Pamela didn't respond to me, but instead said in a miffed tone, "What
are you doing, barging into my room?"
"Oh, come on babe. I was worried about you." Bryce tried to lie his way
out.
Pamela was hesitant. On one side she didn't like him come into her room
just like that. But on the other she liked that he would be so
protective of her.
I almost gagged, figuratively speaking of course. *You're not believing
a word, are you?* I asked Pamela in her head. *He's so full of himself.
He thinks that you're his possession and play toy. He doesn't care about
you, he only wants to get into your pants.*
Pamela didn't know what to think. Rory made sense, but wasn't he just
jealous?
*Oh please, Pamela. I'm not jealous. I am, well used to be anyway, a
man. While I wouldn't be so overly coming on to girls, I do know a lot
of guys do. Trust me on this, he's just afraid of losing his girl to
fuck. Pardon my French.*
Pamela made a decision. "Please get out Bryce. Leave me alone."
"But babe," tried Bryce.
"No, I said OUT!" yelled an upset Pamela.
Bryce did get out of her room, but Pamela didn't see his face as he
closed the door. It was all twisted into an evil grin. He wasn't
thinking nice thoughts about 'his' girlfriend.
A little later Pamela was getting something to eat, when she heard
lightning bolts hitting something outside the building. She asked Alan,
"What is going on out there?"
"Bryce said he was going to practice his power."
Pamela shuddered, 'Why was Bryce suddenly so diligent with practicing?
He always prided himself as 'not needing any practice' and thought of
himself as infallible.'
She put it out of her head and dug up some snack from the cupboard. Then
she heard the door open. She looked up to a triumphant looking Bryce. He
said with a weird grin, "I got it." He slammed something down on the
table and exclaimed, "you don't have to worry about that squirrel
scaring you ever again, babe. I scorched it for you."
With horror Pamela looked at the thing on the table and barely managed
to recognize the blackened thing as a dead squirrel. She was repulsed at
Lightning. How could he do such a thing? I didn't even need to nudge
her, as she now realized how cruel and selfish her boyfriend really was.
"Why did you fry that poor critter? He didn't do anything to you. Get it
out of my sight and you go with it." Pamela yelled to Bryce. Then she
turned and stormed back to her room.
Bryce looked at Alan, "What was that all about? She told me that the
squirrel was scaring her, I took care of it and she acts like I'm a
maniac."
Alan shrugged, "Don't ask me, I know nothing about how a girl thinks."
The next morning Pamela tried to avoid Bryce as much as she could.
However the Bug called them all into a room and announced that they
needed to raid another pharmacy. Bug sensed the hostility between Pamela
and Bryce and told them, "I don't want to hear anything about you two
screwing up the mission. Save it for later."
Pamela was about to comment, but I thought to her, *Keep quiet, we'll
get them later.*
The Bug was looking intensely at Pamela, 'Did he sense my thoughts to
Pamela? I should be more careful then. I can't risk him finding me
inside her. I think he'll damage her permanently if he tries to rip me
out of her.'
Then the Bug dismissed us and after donning her Neolastane suit, Pamela
joined the others for a teleport to another Pharmacy.
Inside the pharmacy, Lightning said as before, "Everybody on the floor
or we'll kill you."
This time things didn't go so smoothly as last time though. A large
bovine hybrid turned to him and snorted, "Fuck you, I'll show you punks
what I do with fuckups."
He hadn't even finished talking, when the ground started to shake,
Lightning fell down on top of Alan, while Pamela staggered to keep on
standing. She stumbled and fell through an open door into a small space.
Some heavy racks fell against the door and it closed, with the racks
blocking it from opening.
Pamela was panicking, "Oh my god, I hate small spaces. Get me out of
here!"
I wasn't so worried, but I wasn't in control of her body. Then I got the
idea, 'Maybe I should be in control, I can get us out of here I think.'
*Pamela, listen to me, I can get us out of here.*
"What? Rory?" Pamela stammered.
Then some grit started raining down on her ... me ... us. It was taking too
long to convince her. I pushed myself more to the front, figuratively
speaking and pushed her consciousness back. I took control of her body
once again and marveled at being able to flex muscles again. Pamela
started struggling for control and I told her, *Keep still till we're
out of here.*
There wasn't any light in the space we were in, but before we got locked
in here I had seen what I thought was a door handle. I fumbled around in
the space feeling the walls and finally found my door handle. I tried
opening the door, but it appeared to be locked. From Pamela's memory I
knew how to use her powers and I quickly used Pamela's power to freeze
the lock and a well place kick made the door fly open. I quickly jumped
out into an alley behind the pharmacy and was relieved to see daylight.
Pamela once again fought for control and said, *I thought you said that
you were only taking over till we got out of there!*
I roughly kept her influence down and kind of locked her up. I made sure
that she couldn't access any muscle or other part of her body and told
her, *Yes, I said till we're out of here. I meant the whole mess you
made of your life. You're running with a bad crowd and living the life
of a small time criminal. I want to get you straightened out and back on
a normal path.*
Pamela weakly pleaded, *What gives you the right to mess with my life?*
*I didn't ask for this,* I replied, *I was minding my own business when
those losers you call friends barged in to steal medications. I got
murdered by Bryce and lost my own body while being in contact with you.
I'm your grandfather and I'm going to get you straightened out, if it's
the last thing that I do. I don't want my granddaughter to end up in
prison or worse. Now stay quiet till I let you out.*
I knew I was being cruel to her, but I had to open her eyes and get her
back on the straight and narrow. I didn't mention to her that it would
probably be the last thing I would do. I didn't want to steal her life,
I would try to let myself drift away after I had set her back on course.
I didn't have to wait long before the elemental team showed up. The
black clad men and women appeared into the alley from a sort of portal
and were about to run to the pharmacy. One looked in my direction and
halted himself and one of the others.
An amplified voice sounded, "Identify yourself and state your business
here."
I answered quite relaxed and sincere, "I surrender myself into your
custody, but I want it to be secret. I am going to be your inside man,
or rather, woman into the gang that you've been after."
To be continued...
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