S.L.U.T. : Ambrosia pt 2

I still have only two eyes. One nose. One mouth. Two ears. However my nails have become claws and I'm green. Okay, I can handle this.

I still have my hair. It's blue but still here. Teeth look good. Better than they did before. So that's something. Oh, Lord I have a forked tongue. I don't really look like a lizard. More like I have a skin condition. It'll be fine. Maybe I could start a new trend while I wait for the doctor to fix me.

All these thoughts whirled through Ambrosia's mind right before she hurled the mirror at the wall.

I am NOT okay.

Dr. Harrison didn't flinch having expected that reaction.

"Ambrosia it will be okay. The agents at Bermuda were able to get samples of all the chemicals that were used on you. We are working to identify them."

"Who is we?"

"When you were rescued, even if you hadn't passed out, Smoque wouldn't have told you anything. She isn't very good at the people part of this job. You are under S. L. U. T. headquarters."

"My mother contacted you?"

"She asked for Smoque specifically. She wanted you back and for justice to be done."

"Justice! I'm half blind, green and only God knows what else is wrong with me? When she sees me justice will be the least of her concerns!"

Ambrosia felt a burning sensation in her chest. It hurt like nothing she'd ever felt in her life. The closet that even came to it was the burning of the chemicals as the coursed through her veins, but seemed like a mild irritant compared to what was happening to her now.

She curled into a ball on the bed knocking over the IVs and causing the machines to beep wildly. The pain only increased. Ambrosia felt as she were going to die. She nearly wanted to to make the pain stop. Rolling onto her back to lay flat she opened her mouth to scream and fire covered the ceiling.

The sprinkler system came on then immediately melted. The pipes burst and the room was half flooding half in flames. Dr. Harrison went to Ambrosia in an attempt to calm her.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!"

"I need to make sure you're alright."

"The room is on fire and it's because of me. I am NOT alright."

"We need to leave this room. The alarms are going off a team will be here-"

What was left of the door was kicked in a five women dressed all in black stormed in.

"It's a code 6 ladies you know what to do."

"Captain, this girl has no idea what is happening to her. This is not a code 6." Dr. Harrison stepped in front of Ambrosia's bed, arms spread wide.

"Then what would you have me do? The room is on fire. The students are freaking out. And water is not putting this out."

"It's dragonfire you need magic to dispel it. Get Serafine. You two, help me with my patient. Then start evacuating this floor."

The authority in the doctor's voice got the women moving with a different purpose. The two Dr. Harrison indicated to picked up Ambrosia as the doctor grabbed her IVs to walk behind them.

Ambrosia heard the captain send one of the two women left to get Serafine, while she and the last woman started helping with the evacuation.

"Ambrosia, dear, I need you to trust me. I'm going to inject you work something That will help you sleep."

"Why...did you feel the need....to qualify that...?"

Her speech was slowed and her voice hoarse.

"Because" she walked around to face the heiress and pointed a gun at her then fired.

"It's going to hurt."

S. L. U. T. : Ambrosia pt 1

The room was bright. Far too bright for Ambrosia's eyes, even though they were closed. Her head felt foggy. The last thing she remembered...she started to panic. Too bright or not she had to escape.

She thought she heard her name. She calmed only slightly. Smoque's helmet came to mind. She remembered being rescued. But she didn't know where she was.

"What's going on?" her voice sounded strange to her ears.

"You are in a specialized facility. My name is Dr. Harrison. You have been through quite a traumatic ordeal, Ambroisa. How do you feel?"

A woman. Good. "Everything hurts. I can't open my eyes because it feels like there are floodlights in here and I sound like I've been smoking since the 1920's."

She heard the doctor walk away then the sound of the blinds being closed, then a button clicked.

"Try opening your eyes now."

"That is a lot better. What did you do?"

"I removed the light. It would appear that you have night vision."

"And what happened to my regular vision?"

"For now, it would appear that it is nonexistent. But don't fret, if Madeline Morrison can see during the day, then you should be able to as well. You just need to practice. My thoughts would be that in a few short months you'll be back to normal in no time."

"Madeline Morrison?"

"Big Mama Marsh's real name. We find find it best to not acknowledge the criminal as their ailis here. It only feeds into their criminal persona. And it helps survivors such as yourself forgive if you see them as people who are sick rather than megalomaniacs."

"I was snatched from my car, that thing killed three of my guards and then she injected God knows what into my dna, and you expect me to forgive them?"

"For your own good. Not theirs."

"Never.

"What else did she do to me?"

"I think one shock a day is---"

"Doctor. I need to know."

Dr. Harrison sighed, "If you insist."

She walked across the room and grabbed a mirror. Then handed it to her patient.

"Now please understand we are working very hard to ensure that whatever was done to you will be reversed."

Ambrosia took a deep breath and turned the mirror towards her face.

S. L. U. T. : Smoque pt 4

Bubba Joe's voice rang clear over the sound of the snapping gators and lowering chair. "Come here and face me!"

"Didn't I already kick your ass once today?"

He roared his response.

"Clockwork, what's the eta on that back up?"

"Five minutes. The force field is down and if you've got Bubba Joe, then everything is clear."

Smoque picked the heiress and flew her to the pipe she used to get in the hideout.

"Hang here for a bit. I've got three minutes to play and two to get us out of here."

"Why can't we wait for your back up?"

"Because I promised your mother I would bring back safe and sound myself. And you need to be seen my specialist. We don't know what's in your system. You could be dangerous."

She looked scared as she crouched in the pipe.

"You'll be fine." I patted her hand and went back down to Bubba.

"Are you really in that much of a hurry to be my new purse and shoes?"

"You cheated. First with guns. Then you blew me up. Then 'lectrocuted me. That wasn't nice."

"Neither is kidnapping an heiress."

"But she's special. Got the right blood. Big Mama got big plans for her."

"And she has her own plans. Just like my plans involve beating the stuffing out of you again."

He roared and lunged at her.

Claws and teeth were all she saw. `The smart thing to do is to fly straight up so he misses me entirely, falling into the waters below for a family reunion. But I don't want him to be able to escape before Bermuda gets here to safely secure him and Mama.´ She thought as she was hit with 475 pounds of man-gator. They wrestled in the air for a moment. Which consisted of Smoque dodging teeth and claws while not dropping the monster into the water. In a fluid motion she pushed him away from herself and punched him upwards. He flew up and hit the glass ceiling, causing it to splinter and crack. He came down a she put him back on the ceiling. She wanted to flood the place. Let Big Mama Marsh's twisted experiment be buried underwater. Mama was still unconscious and encase in a chunk of dry ice. Once Bubba joined her in sweet oblivion, tying them together and dragging them behind her wold be easy. Or so she thought. Bubba Joe is hard to knock out without shooting him.

He fell down to her limp, and as he went to catch him, his jaw clamped down on her shoulder. She cried out. Giant teeth hurt and she was angry for not being positive he was out. She pulled her knife out of her boot and stabbed him in his left eye then yanked down. When he released her, she slashed open his chest, then kicked him into the wall where he rolled down and landed next to Big Mama.

Bubba Joe hitting the wall caused the entire building to shake. The cracked glass couldn't take the pressure anymore, and water exploded down all over the lair. She heard Ambrosia scream and turned to check on her. She was just surprised. This girl was going to need to get it together real quick. The worst isn't over for her yet. As far as Smoque could tell the young woman hadn't looked at any part of her body yet.

"Hold on! I'm coming for you!"

She raced down to the reptiles first. No sense in letting them wake up and get away because Ambrosia was safe but freaking out. She ripped out some of the copper wiring from when Big Mama crashed into the computers and wrapped them around Bubba Joe's massive jaws. Then hog tied him. The water was rising fast and she still need to get them tied to her body. She saw a coil of what she thought was rope lying on the ground. That is until it lunged at her. She whirled out of the way of the python's jaws, which was a lot harder to do with all the swamp water flowing in and reacting with the dry ice. So it was crackling and shooting out everywhere. Smoque grabbed the tail of the snake a whipped it hard on the ground. She wasn't sure if she killed it but it would do until she got Big Mama Marsh and Bubba Joe tied up.

"Help!"

"Clockwork, where is Bermuda?!"

All she got was static, in response, luckily she saw zip lines fall into the hole and four heavily geared agents slid down.

They stopped short of the rising water an electrified box between them.

"Where's the hostage?" one of the asked.

I pointed to the pipe. "I'm taking her home to her mother." They had to shout over the sound of the water. "Those two are all yours." She said gesturing to the subdued villains. "And be careful! There are alligators and snakes in here".

They nodded and went to work. She flew back up to the pipe and picked Ambrosia up. She wrapped her arms around Smoque's neck and as they rose out of the flooded lair, she finally began to cry.

S. L. U. T. : Smoque pt 3

"So you don't need these computers I just smashed? Good. I was worried." She tied Big Mama hog style, then stuffed a dry ice grenade in her mouth, pulled the pin and wrapped her head in a mesh scarf that she pulled from her belt. When she woke up and opened her mouth to blow fire at her attacker, this would freeze her head.

Smoque flew over the pit of hungry teeth and scales to the hostage, grateful she could fly because there was nowhere to land. The chair was sticking out of the water with several different IV's attached to the poor girl's arms and face.

"Please help me! She's insane!"

"What is all this?"

"She said she wanted a daughter. She already pumped a bunch of things into me. My skin is burning."

"Clockwork, what do you have for me?"

"So she doesn't know she's green and shimmery then?"

"We'll worry about that later. How do I unhook her?"

"Okay hold on."

The machines started to beep wildly. Green, yellow, red and blue liquids began to flow through the tubes and into the heiress.

She screamed. In fear and in pain.

"Look at me!" I said. "What's your name?"

"You don't know who I am?!"

"Of course I do. But can you remember?"

"I am Ambrosia Nikita Freema Daltonshire. Heir to Daltonshire Incorporated." She screamed again.

"Talk to me Clockwork!"

"Okay, you need to switch off the power at its source. If you unplug the IVs first you could kill her."

"Which would be where?"

"Go back to the computers-"

An explosion went off. Followed by a shout. Then a thud.

"Thank God that worked."

"For now."

"So we'd better hurry before she wakes up a melts the hell out of you two."

Big Mama was a block of steaming ice. Her eyes were wide with shock, but they weren't moving.

"Is she dead?" Ambrosia asked.

"No such luck. She is frozen. But we've only got a few minutes. I have to go back to the computers to turn all this all off. I won’t be gone long.” As Smoque flew over to the consoles she turned her attention back to her partner.

“Clockwork, turn off the scrambler, and call Bermuda. Give these coordinates. I want Big Mama Marsh and Bubba Joe under lock and key asap. Tell them to bring a muzzle."

"Before or after I tell you how to save Ambrosia's life?"

"During."

"Just checking. If the main console hasn't been crushed and/or frozen then pull up her vitals. There should be an indicator as to what does what. You need to turn those off with stopping her heart."

"And I do that how?"

"There should be a flashing indicator pointing to her heart. Don't turn that one off until she's safely unplugged from the chair. Or not all, since she won't be in the chair anymore and it won't matter."

"You are going to be doing so many laps in the simulator when I get back."

"What is happening over there?" Ambrosia called out.

"I'm working on getting you out of there without killing you, dear, be patient."

Smoque started to shut off the machines. She only needed two more when she heard a whirring sound. Smoque turned and saw the chair lowering rapidly into the water.

"Smoque, what's happening?"

"I turned on the chair. She is very quickly going towards the gators and I'm not done turning this stupid thing off yet."

"How'd you do that?"

"Don't know. Don't care. Need to finish."

"HELP ME!"

"I'm coming! Off and off. See easy-peazy."

She took out her guns and fired at the hungry looking reptiles, more to scare them off, than kill them. She flew back to Ambrosia and gently took the needles out with a speed burst so as to not hurt the girl.

"We need to go and we can't go back the way I came. You need medical attention."

"SMOOOOQUE!"