By

Tempora and Wyldewood

Foreword

A thin crescent moon descends perilously low on the horizon, its sharp edged white body balances uneasily on the brow of the restless sea as if testing the water and encouraging the evening twilight to follow its journey beneath the waves. The passage into night is observed intently by the dusky exotic beauty Carla, standing tall on a rocky outcrop her elegant and voluptuous physique, a lithe and toned 5’9” and 148 pounds that literally radiated seductive power, is clad in a brief tiger print tightly wrapped to her very generous bosom and even briefer black bottoms that elevate those lusciously long legs down to the bare feet. The tall brunette is an exceptional warrior for all intents and purposes, one of the very few who fought off the merciless, brutishly developed Amazon Super Soldiers when they appeared some two years ago. With others like her, Carla had forced the mysterious attackers to retreat, and this in turn led to her now prominent role in the defensive coalition commanded by Governess Leetah to protect the communities of the South Eastern coast of the area that belonged to the former United States some two centuries ago.
Carla raises her hand as a signal and the eight sub-ordinate trainees all clad in matching garb, stand poised and ready for action. As the last vestige of the lunar disk is extinguished from view Carla’s hand drops and four of the trainees launch themselves into the undergrowth; for a moment their frenzied movement echoes around the area but it is soon lost into all embracing gloom. However, for Carla, some inner sense was warning her of danger in the area, yet as she peered into the increasing gloom, probing every direction with her finely honed senses all appeared to be calm and secure. Carla however was a natural born warrior, and that nagging doubt in her mind would not be denied despite the lack of tangible evidence to support it.
“Mistress...” a somewhat tentative voice from one of the remaining trainees snaps Carla from her introspective reverie, and she nods an acknowledgement “Very well, they will be readying an ambush, you will go in and try to bring them out, control is the key in this night’s training exercise. You are to incapacitate your opponent, no more, then bring them before me here - any who fall will be taking the Northern Gate watch for the next week... So I hope that should be enough incentive to inspire you to succeed.” With a wave of her hand the quartet of trainees set off cautiously into the undergrowth and Carla watches them fade into the distance, she casts one more glance to the sea furrowing her brow at her inability to justify the persistent unease she was enduring, yet a glance towards the north and south showed the fires burning in the watch towers with no alert signal showing anywhere. With a sudden and catlike grace she silently leapt forward, and quickly scaled a tree to keep within earshot of her troops.
The exotic Islander’s senses were not failing her however, for no sooner than she has disappeared from sight, two menacing dark figures rise out of the waters. Keeping to the blackest shadows they move into a secluded collection of rocks and dispense with their oxygen tanks pulling off their headgear, one of them is a white skinned blonde some 5’10” and close to 200 pounds, the other an ebony brunette slightly shorter and leaner looking at 5’9” and 180 pounds. Both are brutishly defined and contoured albeit very modest in the bosom area; the tight wetsuits struggle to contain their heavily muscled frames. Their black diving outfits were militaristic like the armies of old; the blonde's is emblazoned with a small green insignia of a coiled Viper snake and labels her as Tonya – A5, while the ebony woman’s outfit identifies her as Shari – A5. Moving fluidly they pull night vision goggles over their head and adjust the focus, the dark is brought vividly to view, green hued, yet fully exposed. Tonya zooms in on the lookout posts clearly making out the figures within, while Shari sweeps the area ahead a smile teasing the edges of her full blood red lips as she spies movement in the forest. “Hmmm, I think we got some stragglers... scope has 8... no 9 bodies into the trees ahead, a little Intel gathering from them should be worthwhile and will provide us with some fun till the rest arrive.” Tonya looks at her associate and smiles evilly “Oh yeah, remember the last ones we had from here?” she licks her lips in anticipation. The pair moves in the direction of the forest keeping a wary eye on the watchtowers as they pass.
Carla had always had excellent night vision, even now in the depths of a wood on a moonless September evening she could identify her trainees, she watched with some pride as they plied their skills. They had been under intense training for the last eighteen months and they were making incredible progress. Talim was the first to score when she spotted a trap laid by Kreaya and worked her way around to the back of the waiting fighter, with impressive stealth she was able to pounce, taking the girl completely by surprise and although smaller she quickly dragged her captive to the floor securing her head in a vice like sleeper and coiling her legs about her torso in order to crush the air from her lungs. They rolled around in the undergrowth Kreaya jabbing her elbow back repeatedly into her captor, sharp impacts which were excruciating yet Talim would not relinquish her grasp, writhing like a pair of serpents they rolled one way then the other a grim struggle that had the captive girl systematically drained of all her strength.
A violent and wild cry suddenly tears through the night, but it is not from the two combatants ahead; Carla recognizes the urgency of that tone and more so, the meaning behind its sudden ending. Moving fluidly she drops to the forest floor and heads at breakneck speed, in the direction of the noise. Drawing to its assumed source Carla comes to a halt and listens carefully, the ground is black as pitch yet her bare feet can feel the residue of warmth below, a body fell here, carefully she drops to all fours and traces the imprint her blood running cold as she discerns a footprint, one not of the barefoot of her trainees but of some fashioned sole. Another cry, like the screech of the fox yet more earthy and blood-curdling brings her back to her feet and charging toward its source, this was more distant and she finds her path blocked by a collapsed segment of the forest. An awkward detour finally brings her to the site of the commotion yet once again only the imprints on the floor remain. Carla listens and again silence prevails offering no further clues as to what is going on.
The night is rapidly becoming impenetrable, even Carla is struggling to find her way out of the tangled forest, and her commitment to her trainees has her calling out in the accepted manner of imitating wildlife to draw them to her. Any reply is conspicuous by its absence and a grim expression settles on her beautiful features. At last she comes to the rocky outcrop where the exercise commenced, but there is no one in sight. The beautiful Islander is now torn, on the one hand she refuses to abandon her trainees but on the other she urgently needs to signal the settlement that this is a prelude to an invasion. A figure appeared down below catching her eye, it was Talim staggering about seemingly drunkenly until she stumbles and collapses to the ground. Carla cautiously makes her way down the slope, her ears picking up a form of static sound. She senses a figure to her right and whirls around slamming her foot into a solid slab of muscle. There is little reaction and to her surprise Carla finds herself hoist bodily into the air by the burly figure and thrown down the remainder of the slope, her speed and the slope's angle enough to keep her from any attempt to stop herself. The rocks below are unforgiving as she reaches them, as they meet her skull and she tumbles to the base of the outcrop amid a sickly death roll.
Tonya emerges dragging the body of Talim behind her, indicating Carla’s prone form she looks to Shari and asks coldly “Dead?” Shari bends down and feels for a pulse “Nah... But I think we'll soon make her wish she was.” A growling cackle comes from the ebony powerhouse as she grabs a handful of Carla’s raven locks and drags her to the area where the other seven bodies are stretched out. Shari inflates a black raft as Tonya recovers their scuba gear and in short order the spoils of their hunt are loaded onto the raft and the pair drag their booty along behind them into the darkness...

Chapter I

A sick buzz, slowly contorting and forming into more meaningful sounds, greeted Carla as she started to recover; but just as before these sounds were of cries of distress and agony. Shaking the cobwebs Carla found herself in a dimly lit cell, the only window a section of the metal door ahead, and stone walls everywhere else. She marshaled her senses chanting to herself in a form of meditation that quickly caused the pain in her skull to fade. She found her right shoulder also dislocated but, with gritted teeth, managed to snap it back in place. Again she pressed it tightly while reciting her unique chant, reducing and controlling her pain. The sounds of distress again distracted her, and as she dragged herself from the floor, she moved to the cell door to peer out. The beautiful Islander saw a cavernous room extending beyond, seemingly circular in shape with a bank of computers to the far side a set of sleeping bunks to the left, while to the right there was an area seemingly for exercises littered with weights and the like. Portholes such as may be found in a ship were dotted around the stone walls, suggesting they were beneath the water seemed to clash with the stone sides, and from a couple on one wall, she could discern bright sunlight coming through it suggesting daylight and being above water.
While Carla looked around, for the source of the sounds, she realized it was from a roped ring whereby two abnormally muscular women, clad in black spandex shorts, sports bra and boots were, assaulting four of the trainees all stripped and naked. The big blonde had tied one of the girls in the corner and had just hurled another to the ground, apparently unconscious, but then she then moved and slid her fingers into a rough claw to get the captive girl awake and screaming as she rubbed herself against her suggestively and laughed in reply. Shari meanwhile had one trainee caught in a tight headlock while another struggled weakly amid a body scissor the muscular woman’s thighs were as thick as the trainees’ entire body and the girl twisted and thrashed as gagging hoarse screams came from her body begging her to stop.
Straining to see to her right Carla spied Talim lying on the floor, her face grey and smeared with blood but to her surprise Kreaya moved into view and sees her, she whispers “Mistress... We thought you were dead...” Carla furrowed her brow “Where are the rest?” Kreaya's eyes dropped to the floor “We are all lost...” the girl's voice trailed off as her hand shakily pointed to an area at the very edge of Carla's view where two naked girls were hanging upside down, with tubes attached to their throats from which blood was draining into some kind of machine. They were making weak whimpering sounds and breathing short sharp breaths... They were still alive while the very life blood was being taken from their bodies!
Carla was aghast, but suddenly became aware the noises in the room had ceased, she looked to the ring to find the pair of muscle women looking her way Shari threw her captives to the floor, and as one tried to crawl away she stomped on her back to keep her in place. Carla’s face was full of hate at the sadistic delights of these monsters, their obvious enjoyment of the pain and suffering they were inflicting, the most obscene behavior she had ever witnessed. Shari smiled insincerely “Oh the delicious leader awakens; I don’t think much to your trainees bitch!” Tonya intones with a smirk “Yeah they scream real easy and then break, I thought after our last visit you might have made enough changes to be a decent challenge!” Shari continues “Typical Island bimbos only good for two things, fucking and eating ha ha ha ha!” both women seem to find the joke far funnier that it really was.
The arrogance of the two women out there was only adding to the cold fury steadily building in Carla, and her own voice was a half growl as she responded to their last claim, “I seem to recall the last time you assaulted our shores, you did manage to claim some victims, at least until we managed to get some trained fighters to come after you, and then it was you who retreated, your tails between your legs like the curs you are, unable to handle some real fighters, myself included!”
Carla’s own words, reminding them of the fact that they had been fought off here, and sent retreating had the desired effect of wiping the smirks off their faces and left them scowling, especially since she had just identified herself as one of those who had been in that attack, and in doing so, just made herself a definite target for their animosity, and at least for the moment got their attention off the others they had been toying with, which is exactly what Carla intended.
Shari for her own part uncoiled herself from her position on the ring floor releasing the two she had been playing with, and gave the still gagging one a sharp kick in the ribs sending her rolling towards the edge of the ring, the other in somewhat better shape scuttled over to her hurt companion and grabbing her arms slid under the bottom rope and dragged her out with her, thankful that Shari was interested instead in Carla, and offered up a silent prayer that her teacher and trainer could survive what was about to come as she watched Shari leap over the top rope, landing heavily on the floor outside and half stalked towards the cell door.
Kreaya almost didn’t see the big black woman approaching but a warning from Carla who was watching her approach caused her to turn suddenly and try to back away, but not fast enough as Shari backhanded her knocking her to the floor and left her half unconscious and spitting out teeth. “That for talking to this bitch without permission!” she snarled, before turning her attention back to Carla. From inside her cell, Carla could not see what she was doing, but Shari grinned evilly at her as she reached for something a few seconds on the side of the door, and seconds later the door slid open, and Shari backed up a couple paces and beckoned Carla out in to the main chamber. “Talk’s cheap bitch! Let’s see if you can do any better in the ring with me before I break your pretty back and start draining your blood for our meals.”
The comment got a grimace from Carla as she realized what the machines that were draining her trainees were for, and silently vowed that they would when she was done claim no more victims, but first she had to somehow deal with these two muscle bound women, and raw strength was not likely going to be the way to do it, she would have to conserve hers while making them waste theirs somehow until they were weak enough to better control. As Shari started to back towards the ring with Carla following, Tonya started to herd the remaining trainees in the direction of a set of cells in the same wall that Carla’s had been, using a series of kicks and slaps to get them in motion and accompanied by curses and threats the slowest would be the next one to be bled dry. The trainees went but slowly and reluctantly except for Lree who suddenly made a dash to one side then cut back towards the ring avoiding the reach of Tonya and also Shari who she passed perilously close to before reaching the ring and with a baseball slide style went under the ring and disappeared from view. Tonya cursed as the woman disappeared and quickly secured the rest before any of the rest decided to try something, and went towards the ring, but Shari had by now climbed in to the ring and was waiting for Carla to enter and called to the blonde to “Forget about her for now, she won’t be going anywhere under there with us both here, and besides, last time one of them got under there I had to go get her, you’re too large boned to fit under there, as you discovered the last time and I had to half dismantle the ring to get you loose!”
It made for an interesting bit of news, Carla was not sure if she could exploit it later, but she mentally filed the tidbit of info away for now, as she slid under the bottom rope and rose to a fighting stance crouch facing Shari from across the ring. The big black woman had a small smirk on her face as she considered Carla, and perhaps in a show of arrogance she asked Carla, “Any preferences of what I should break first? I give you your choice of arms, legs or ribs. I’m saving your back for the last when I get bored of playing with you.” When Carla didn’t answer except for her own mean look, Shari shrugged and then with almost deceptive speed she charged at Carla her arm sweeping up and caught the Islander across the throat even as she used the arm to heave up and she sent Carla up and back and over the top ropes to crash land on the floor outside. Before she could react she was seized roughly and realizes that Tonya had her now, but rather than attack her, she just heaved her back at the ring sending her between the ropes to land face down right at Shari’s feet and then the big woman came down hard with both knees to the small of her back getting a gasp of pain and an involuntary jerk up that Shari capitalized on as she grabbed the hair, jerked up raising the head some more and straddling the waist went for a Camel Clutch and slowly began to stretch her back, enjoying the small groans and moans that came from Carla’s own clenched lips. “That’s right girl” Shari said, the arrogance in her voice, “Try to hold out, try to resist the hold if you can, I’m going to enjoy taking you apart bit by bit until you are screaming for me to stop.” Her head dropped down closer to Carla’s ear and her voice dropped to a menacing hiss, “Of course that won’t mean shit to me, except that I am finally starting to get you the way I want you, if anything I’ll just make the pain a whole lot worse!” and to emphasis her point, Shari pulled up sharply with the hands getting a sharp cry of pain from Carla and a mean grin from Shari in turn.
It was a miserable pain that Carla was forced to endure, but her mind was also racing as she tried to find a way free of her current position, she saw one even trapped as she was and for a few seconds she rebelled against it, her sense of honor at fighting clean warring with her hatred for these killer women who obeyed no rules but their own, and she decided to fight fire with fire. Her arms trapped behind her had little movement but they had enough for her to feel for and find the edge of the shorts and gripping them with both hands jerked up hard as she could effectively giving the big woman the proverbial wedgies and getting a sudden cry of pain from her and an instinctive release of her trapped prey as she stood and jumped back to break the hold on her shorts. It gave Carla a brief moment of relief and freedom and she took advantage of it as she rolled on to her back and lashed out with both feet smashing her hard heels in to Shari’s womanhood getting a low moan of pain from her and she suddenly double over in pain, leaving her even more vulnerable briefly and Carla took advantage of it and lashed out with both feet a second time, this time scoring a direct blow to the jaw that straightened her up and toppled her backwards to crash to the mat, all but unconscious.
It was the opening Carla needed and with a half groan of her own she rolled to her feet and started to close on Shari. Her sense of danger warned her at the last second and she suddenly whirled, and was met hard on by the charging Tonya, who seeing her partner stretched out senseless decided to join the fracas. Her lowered shoulder slammed hard in to Carla driving her back across the ring away from Shari and on to the ropes where she was pinned and Tanya unleashed a series of hard knee lifts to Carla’s own groin in turn that would have dropped her if not for the fact that Tonya had her pinned to the ropes with her own body.
Grinning at how easily she had stopped Carla, she half pulled and half dragged her away from the roped and ducking a bit quickly slipped her in to a cross shoulder backbreaker and started to bend the woman intent on torturing her for a while and leaving her well broken for Shari to pick up the pieces, even as she now started to revive and was stirring not too far away on the floor of the ring.
Carla was literally racked with the pain first from the repeated blows to her own womanhood, but now she was being stretched dangerously to the back breaking point and realized she had to break free and fast, a look at her position and she managed to swing her one arm to the front of them around and free of the woman, thankful she failed to trap it and in a lightning move, she reached for and clawed for the eyes getting a vicious swipe against them and an instant howl of pain from Tonya as she forgot all about the torture and let go to grab at her eyes. It gave Carla a chance to slide off the back and free to her feet staggering as she landed and putting a few feet between her and Shari. Blood was coming from around one eye, a testament to scoring hard by her, and if she wasn’t flat out blind for good, the blood would effectively blind the eye for now.
A nearby groan from Shari got her attention and she realized she was also reaching the point where she was partially aware of her surroundings and had seen and recognized her, the scowl on her face promising trouble as she rolled on her stomach to get to hands and feet. With seconds at best before both could attack together, Carla briefly quit her watch of Tonya and took a step towards Shari before leaping up and coming down hard with both feet to the small of the back of Shari driving her prone again with a howl of pain and she rolled to get Carla off her back and to try and reach her.
Carla’s own sense of balance kept her from toppling in turn and she saw the best way at once to take Shari out again and she leapt up a second time this time coming down squarely on the smaller breasts with all her weight not only sending a shock of pain through them, but the weight literally drove the air from her lungs. The one two combo against her still woozy state was enough to send Shari down again in to unconsciousness. The few seconds it took however was enough to let Tonya focus on the woman with her remaining good eye and with a bull like rush she charged her even as she connected to Shari’s breasts, and drove her off the prone woman and before Carla could escape, she had hoisted her in the air over her own head in a gorilla press and then slammed her down hard on to her own back and stunned her enough that she was barely away as Tonya then leapt in turn and came down on the length of her own body driving the air out of her and sending her out cold herself, which was perhaps for the best as Tanya slid her arms around her in a crushing bear hug and tried to use the pain of it to revive her so she could punish her even more. The attempt failed however, Carla was out and down fairly deep and after several minutes of the crushing torture to make her wake up, Tonya let her go and grabbing a foot dragged her back in to her cell and threw her roughly in and slammed the door shut and locking it...

Chapter II

Carla would wake up several minutes later to the new sounds of moans of pain. Still half groggy, and thinking the two women were again torturing her trainees, she hauled herself to the door. It wasn’t the trainees however moaning this time, and saw Tonya and Shari in the ring apparently Shari being punished by Tonya for letting Carla get the best of her as she tried desperately to break free of an abdominal stretch the blonde had on her and with a lot of work managed to do so, but an attempt to heave the bigger woman in a hip toss failed and was blocked and before she could counter with a second move, Tonya had spun her to face her and caught her in a bearhug and began to torture her and Shari returned with a counter bearhug using the outside position. It was clear they were both in pain as they both held nothing back trying to out do each other, their knees often driving in to each other’s groin as well in an attempt to break the other enough to gain a distinct advantage.
It was a brutal duel between them both but it was also clear that Tonya had the edge and was taking her time to punish Shari keeping her weakened but still fighting and goading her on when her attacks faltered. It was perhaps a weakness that Carla could also use but for now she was trapped again in her cell and had to wait her time. For a moment, her breath stopped as she saw the face of Lree appear under the ring but she heard the sounds from above and realized there was no likely escape for now and she backed up out of sight, even as Carla tried to signal her to do so, showing she still had her wits about her. Thankfully the two powerful women above her in the ring seemed to have forgotten all about her, at least for now.
Over the next ten minutes Tonya continued to drain Shari of her strength and stamina but the fight if it could be called that continued another half hour as she would alternately pour on the pressure but kept Shari barely awake while then sternly berating her on her handling of Carla and being taken out. Finally tired of her fun or satisfied that Shari got the message she poured the bearhug on a final time sending her in to unconsciousness and dropping her where she laid while she went and left the chamber, the sounds of running water from elsewhere suggesting she was taking a shower to clean up.
Shari eventually woke up with some unwanted help from the returning Tonya and found herself ordered to make meals for them both, with Tonya taking about three quarters of the food for herself while Shari barely touched her remaining share of it, and then without much further thought went to a sofa along one wall and laid down on it and was almost asleep at once. Shari cleaned up the meal then went to check on Tonya, and when the blonde appeared to be sound asleep, she turned towards Carla in her cell and approaching, unlocked the door and motioned her out and towards the ring. It was clear, the black skinned Amazon was looking to take Carla on again in the ring, and she was certain there would be vengeance in there as well for her humiliation she just endured. As they approached Carla tried to put a mental wedge between Shari and Tonya, “Don’t you think you should have your partner back you up?” she asked. Shari just snorted, and her reply sent mixed emotions through her. “You got lucky that first time, as for her...” and she jerked a thumb Tonya’s way. “Won’t be the first time she got a nice sleeping powder mix added to her food and drink, lets me get some free time with the prisoners like you. She won’t be waking for a good eight or more hour, more than enough to take my revenge on you and make you beg for your death! When she wakes up, your body will be hanging with the others for us to use for our meals!”
It was good news of a sort for Carla, whether Shari was still rattled from her recent fights, first with her and then Tonya’s subsequent pounding and she was not thinking straight, that or else she was either too dumb or too confident in herself that she would let information like that out freely Carla could not tell, but the end result was that the big blonde was out of action for several hours at least and that meant Carla had to deal with just the big ebony skinned Amazon right behind her and shoving her towards the ring, if she could just knock her out or if need be kill her, she should have ample time to free the other prisoners and get them all out of there if possible, at least that would be her plan for the moment, she would improvise as she went along if things changed, but for now...
When she wanted to be, Carla could be very agile and fast and having had a couple of enforced rests under her belt she was feeling better now, and suddenly darted forward and rolled under the bottom rope in to the ring and rose to her feet near the center. Shari was not too far behind her and even as she turned to face her, she was just under the ropes and rising next to them in the ring. Relying more on instincts, Carla ran a couple steps forward and threw herself in to a very low dropkick her target being the legs and hopefully the knees themselves. As powerful as the woman was, she knew she had to limit her abilities and the best was to attack the legs and damage or cripple them to keep her off her feet and reduce her possible attack options.
Shari saw the move and shifted, but not quite fast enough as she turned from the attack, the one foot of Carla’s aimed for the left leg slammed in to the side of the right one instead right at the knee, more than hard enough to draw a sharp hiss of pain from the bigger woman as muscles and sinew were wrenched a direction they were not used to and she had a leg taken out under her toppling her as well landing hard right next to, and just ahead of the prone Carla.
Instinctively, Shari reached for the injured and aching leg and the couple of seconds were enough for Carla as she rose to a crouching hands and feet position and then leapt for the exposed back slamming hard in to it with her shoulder, and rolling Shari back on her stomach with Carla straddling her waist and reaching for a double handful of hair and getting it jerked the head up and back getting a second painful hiss from the big woman as her neck muscles strained to not let her neck be broken by being pulled too far back, her own eyes open wide in surprise and shock that the smaller woman now on top of her actually had her in a threatened position and could possibly kill her.
Realizing she had to counter Carla’s neck breaking move and fast, Shari’s hands slammed down on the mats and pushed her upper body up and started to twist as well the intent to take the strain off her neck and to roll Carla off her. The move worked but also backfired badly as she was able to roll them over but in getting them rolled Carla’s’ legs went from straddling her waist to locking around her waist in a mean body scissors and the hands locked in her hair had extra room to move and they did letting go and slid under the exposed arms and rising up to lock behind her head for a full nelson, essentially putting Shari in to a classic Iron Maiden hold.
Moments later the legs around Shari’s waist contracted like bands of constricting iron and Shari found despite her own muscular strength and hard stomach, she was being systematically ground down in a series of pelvic thrust moves that not only tightened the pressure but with each thrust, the locked heels of Carla were also being slammed in to her own womanhood and that was fast becoming a very painful situation that was leaving her writhing in pain and fast short on breath as Carla’s arms cranked down on the nelson forcing her head down and making breathing difficult from both ends. Flexing her own arms, Shari started to press down against the Nelson hold and managed to break the locked fingers of Carla and slowly separate the hands effectively easing the nelson pressure but found herself unable to fully break the hold as Carla began what seemed to be a slow chant or cant of some kind in words she didn’t understand, but the effects she realized within seconds as her attempts to break the nelson fully came to a stop and bit by bit Carla was beginning to force her own hands together again, starting to put the pressure back on the head and neck forcing it down further and worse, the force of her pelvic scissor thrusts seemed to be getting stronger as well, sapping her of her strength and stamina even as her own pain levels rose once again.
For a brief moment Shari started to yell for Tonya to come pull Carla off, but then Carla giggled and it was an unpleasant one and she recalled the drugs she had slipped Tonya, the big blonde was no doubt unable to respond and Carla realized it and was amused that Shari was getting desperate enough to call for help.
Anger crossed Shari’s face and she began to struggle harder to break free, as an attempt to roll over to a face down position so she could work to her hands and knees and get up failed. However a second attempt did with her throwing most of her remaining strength in to it, but once again, it looked like her plans were meant to backfire, for as she rolled, Carla shifted her legs as they rolled over in to a more effective figure four body scissors, and clamped down even harder literally crushing all breath from the stomach and even her hardened abs muscles rebelled and complained about the pressure, worse the extended leg from the new scissors Carla managed to hook over her own thigh effectively neutralizing its usefulness and keeping her from working to her knees so she could get upright.
Carla was no where finished with the big woman however and in her position now above her, she used the once again locked nelson hold to jerk the head up repeatedly and slam her chin first down in to the hard canvas floor of the ring. This was not the softer cushions just outside the ring this was hard wood under the canvas and after just a few such slams, Shari had been knocked senseless and her struggles ended, a few more such blows and she was out cold as well...

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With a sigh of relief, Carla finally let go of her desperate hold on the bigger woman and stood up. Checking to be sure Shari was out cold and satisfied she was, she quickly slid from the ring and started to check on Tonya as well to make sure she was still out as well. A small sound behind her made her spin and look and to her surprise and relief, Lree appeared scrambling from under the ring where she had been hiding all this time. Carla in the fight had forgotten she was still free as well, and could have called her to help her and ended the fight perhaps a lot quicker. Lree for her part had been surprised at first to see Carla moving freely and heading towards Tonya in the other room. Realizing she must have somehow beaten Shari and had made the sound, however small as she scrambled from under the ring to join her teacher and leader. Without words, the two closed and hugged briefly in relief before Carla released her trainee and motioned her to follow but stay quiet.
First of all, Carla gave the two trainees hung up with the tubes attached to their throats a quick look. They may have been alive when she had seen them when she regained consciousness a few hours ago, but apparently the time that had passed since then had been enough to finish their bleeding out. They were beyond any possible help, lifeless, deathly pale and dead. Seeing this, Carla had to close her own eyes and fight with the almost primal desire to extract vengeance for their deaths right then and there on Shari and Tonya, but her own love of life rather than death unless necessary won out and she continued on.
A check of Tonya showed her still out cold, and a search of her found a key ring that they lifted for when they went to check the other cells out and free those in there. First however, Carla already cautious from all that had happened and thinking others may be about did a quick scouting of the area. There were two heavy steel doors without any signs of a mechanical lock in which the keys on the ring on the ring would fit. Noting and examining the electronics pads on the wall next to the doors, Carla recognized these devices as retina scanners used in the old days, to allow only those with the right eyes and alpha-numeric codes to enter whatever was beyond. A listen to these doors detected the sounds of electronic and mechanic equipment but nothing more. Satisfied, she moved on to the next door which was partially opened allowing them a cautious look inside which revealed a dorm style room. Beds and bedding suggested that up to a dozen people may stay here, and the lack of anything to confine them suggested they may have been for Shari, Tonya and others like them who appeared to be out of the complex for now, but could return at any time.
Turning to the remaining cells, the findings were somewhat better but still on the grim side. Of the trainees, only Lree, Talim and Kreaya had survived and were in any decent shape, though Talim clearly was hurt with a broken leg and ribs, she could still move though very slowly. Another two cells found two unknown women who identified themselves as Shauna and Judy who had been there a couple months now, they lived only because they had managed to fight Tonya and Shari to draws and they kept them alive to practice their fighting on, eventually they knew they would lose a fight and then they would end up as food for them like the others taken on the raids that had netted them. It was a chilling story, and the other cells were empty, or more disturbingly held decaying husks of bodies there, a sure sign of the fate of at least any who didn’t wind up hung out for food. One other cell held two so badly injured, they could not be healed, even with the unique healing abilities that was Carla’s. It was a case where Carla was about to make a very unpleasant decision, should these two women be left here to die slowly and painfully or. . . . Carla turned to the other three women and made her feeling clear. Within seconds, the others found themselves agreeing to her persuasion and wisdom, and the beautiful Islander with tears in her eys turned back to the dying prisoners putting an end to their miseries by giving them a quick and merciful death, getting an unspoken but gratified ’Thank You’ from their eyes as they closed for the final time.
The six women now free turned their attention to Shari and Tonya, at least four of them wanted them both dead, but Carla was not among them, and told her own that killing them was not an option, she wanted them as prisoners to be taken to the council for punishment for their crimes. They themselves did not have the right to make such a decision, though Carla in her position as a military leader could order her troops to kill, she pointed out to them, this had to be done properly in front of a lawful council. Judy proved to also have a lot of knowledge of the place, she had been there the longest to the point she was sometimes allowed to roam the small complex freely and showed Carla the hidden door behind a false rock façade that hid a real door that when opened with the key ring exposed a small cave with a pool of water and the small explorer style sub that had brought them there.
An inspection of it showed that they could all barely fit in there being built in actuality for four people, as well as take one of the two women as prisoners. The controls seemed simple enough, and Carla and Judy felt they could manage the ship enough to use it to escape. Carla would have preferred to take both captive women with her, but after some experimentation, she had to admit that there was simply no room; they would already be packed tightly in the open area with no real moving space for them. She asked the remaining women for one of them to volunteer to be left behind on the island, but none were willing to come forward, and she couldn’t blame them, this place was the stuff of nightmares, and the risk of others coming back too high and she made the choice to take Shari as the one prisoner and leave Tonya behind, securely bound so when she woke up, she was not likely to be able to escape.
Carla and the others agreed that plan would work, once they figured out where they were and escaped back to civilization, they would be back with a full group of trained fighting women to take Tonya in to custody and bring her in as well.
The plans made, both Shari and Tonya was heavily bound, with Shari loaded in the sub and Tonya left where she was still in her drug induced state, made deeper by Judy who found Shari’s sleeping powder mix and created a concoction and injected it in her with a hypodermic needle she found in a medical kit hanging on one wall. That done, Carla left the other five women watching the captives while she made her own further inspection of the cave like lair they were in. The portholes in particular caught her attention, and she realized they were submerged on the one side, though looking through them she could see light just above, they were apparently only a couple feet below the waters surface for she could see the top even as she looked up. The other portholes were above the surface and actually barely even with the sandy ground and she realized it was the edge of the beach, there was a good chance when high tide came in if the shoreline she could see was an indication these windows would also be covered over with water.
A number of the controls in the computer and control room like area she understood from her training and history lessons as well as lessons in past technologies, and she realized much of this must have been salvaged from some kind of ship and installed here, suggesting the prisoners would also have a fair bit of technological knowledge as well, despite their massive size and brute strength. Thankfully, common sense and thinking things out several moves in advance while under pressure, did not appear to be one of their better traits, or Carla may not have made it this far, a fact she realized and was thankful for. Turning from the controls she gathered the others up and they left in the submarine.
Initially, they chose to stay surfaced as they left the cave opening, though they did run low enough to the water and after getting free of the cave and moving out a bit they briefly stopped and Carla climbed up and out to stand on top and see where they were. It was clear they were on some kind of an island, perhaps in the Bahamas to judge from the vegetation on the shores, and off in the distance she could see a wrecked village. Calling below the direction, the sub turned towards the village for a better look and the old Bahamian theme was evident despite the ruins and the fact the place was no longer occupied. Of particular interest was a massive ship, part wood and part steel partially sunk and partially grounded on the shore just past the village, a huge rip in the side suggesting the ship had hit the stone outcroppings beneath the water surface and ripped itself open forcing them to ground the ship, though the back third was clearly submerged under the waters and the ship was fast breaking up from the wave action over time as it beat against it. Carla immediately suspected this had to be the ship that had carried the powerful women there and probably many others as well, and had to wonder where they might be.
Returning below and sealing the ship up, the women soon found maps and realized they were in the Western Bahamas if the instruments they tried to read was right, and pinpointed their location on the map as about 150 miles from the Florida coast. Setting a course almost due west, they decided to stay running on the surface just to be safe and sure they didn’t miss an approaching isle as the area was dotted with many of them, many quite small as well as dangerous reefs that could potentially rip the sub open from beneath, even as it had done to that ship they saw by the village.
Over the next several hours while Carla and Judy controlled the sub for the trip home, the other four women rotated watch from the deck above, two of them always up there and called down anything they saw to help guide the ship back home, and the other two mounting a close guard on Shari below. It would be late that night by time the coastline of Florida was clear enough on the horizon, and they guided the sub towards the glow of light that suggested a good sized village and grounded the sub next to it, causing quite a bit of alarm and a turn out of the fighters of the village thinking an invasion was about to occur. Carla and the others came up on top and showed themselves to be locals like them, and then the now awake but still securely tied Shari was brought out and shown as prisoner and forced to march to the village. From there, Carla used her own rank and position to get a large wagon and fast horse team to carry them all, plus a couple extra fighters for good measure, to the nearest city where Shari was turned over to more formal authorities while Carla and the survivors began several hours of individual grilling to learn all that could be discovered.
Once done, Carla found herself called in front of Governess Leetah and after giving a summarized report directly to her, she asked for a ship and fighting team to go back to the isle and not just bring in Tonya, but also to recover and return the bodies there to the mainland for a proper burial. Carla wanted as well as to inspect the village and the grounded ship, to see what happened there, and what may have become of the others who arrived on it. The request was quickly approved and by time dawn had come Carla was back aboard a sailing ship this time with the maps turned over to the captain and along with the small crew and about 20 fighters under her command heading back to the isle, even as she settled down on deck for some much needed rest, realizing she had been up and active for a full day and night. Carla suspected the two women, Shari and Tonya were just the proverbial tip of the iceberg, there were others, that she was certain of, but who were they and more importantly where were they. She hoped this return trip would answer at least some of those questions...

To Be Continued...