New Blood II: Growing Ranks

New Blood
Chapter 22: Dark Temptation

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Selene’s Chamber

It had been a day since everybody returned from their personal time off and things quickly returned to normal. Some issues had been resolved while others still lingered. Some were in high spirits while others weren’t so confident. The feeling around the Hellfire Club was always tense because there were always hidden plots. It had long been the culture of the organization. Over the centuries the most common way people moved up was through assassination. It was an unfortunate byproduct of a club where so much power and wealth were available. Charles Xavier and Selene were products of this dark culture. They each sought power in their own right and went to great lengths to get it. But Selene was poised to take it to another level.

The Black Queen had long been planning for a time when she would take her power to the next level. Despite having domain over many, wealth beyond measure, and powers that rivaled that of gods, it still wasn’t enough. She wanted more and she was on the cusp of seizing it once and for all. But in order to do so she needed the aid of loyal subordinates. Wanda, her apprentice, had served her well despite the meddling of her brother. And Kurt, who was hopelessly in love with her, served his purpose as well even though his mother and sister constantly annoyed her. Warren had always been a follower from a distance due to the nature of his relationship with Xavier. But his soul had been consumed with darkness and here at this critical junction he was set to take on a much larger role. And Monet, her newest follower, took nicely to her ways. She was like Selene’s secretary, assisting and taking notes from her as she carried out her Black Queen duties. Her desire for perfection trumped her old notions of morality and goodness. The darkness she instilled in her helped as well and now she was ready for her first test.

The four of them stood before her, wearing their ceremonial black robes, waiting for her orders. She set up a small table in her chamber with a red veil covering it. Underneath were the tools they would need to carry out the next part of her plan. Wanda, who was standing beside her mentor, already knew what was underneath. She knew what they were in for and smiled ominously as Selene began their secret meeting.

“I hope you all have enjoyed your little time off. You should be well-rested. And I assure you, you’ll need it for what I have planned,” said the Black Queen, “The three of you have all proved yourself in a way that none of the other pawns have. You have shown that you’re willing to not only accept your inner darkness, but embrace it as well. I trust you all remain resolute in your standing?”

“Yes, Mistress Selene,” said Warren, “Meeting with my father recently only reinforced my stance.”

“Me too,” affirmed Kurt, “My family still does not understand. I accept now zhat zhey vill never understand.”

“Nobody will ever understand,” added Monet in a dark tone, “So what do we do to make them understand?”

The Black Queen grinned. Monet picked things up quickly. That genius IQ of hers came in handy. But what she had planned required more than just smarts.

“Wanda, if you please,” she said.

Wanda nodded and pulled back the veil covering the table, revealing several small, yet elaborate relics. They looked like rings, but not like any rings they had ever seen before. They had a silvery lining and an elaborately decorated red ruby on top. It also had some mysterious, occult-like decorating around the main ruby. It looked kind of like the trails of a serpent or dragon. They were highly polished as well, but they had the distinct look of something very old.

“These little beauties are a little something I’ve kept in storage for just the right occasion,” said the Black Queen, “You won’t find these in any jewelry store. They’re very old and very powerful.”

“What are they?” asked Warren as he gazed curiously at the relics.

“They are the Rings of Virgil,” Wanda answered, “A product of the Dark Ages in Europe when dark magic was much more prominent.”

“Virgil? You mean the spirit from Dante’s Inferno that led Dante through the circles of Hell?” said Monet.

“The very same,” said Selene with an approving grin, “And while you won’t be leading anybody into directly into Hell, you’ll be doing the next best thing.”

The Black Queen then picked up one of the rings and gave it to Wanda. Wanda then put it on her left ring finger. And as soon as it was on, the ruby began to glow. She then made a fist, her muscles tensing as if they had been filled with a new strength. Then her eyes started glowing the same reddish color as the ring, indicating a strange power flowing through her.

“Your task is simple…seduce those vulnerable to true darkness,” said Selene.

“By seduce do you mean tempting or something a bit more…intimate?” said Warren with a suggesting grin.

“Do you even have to ask? Just use your imagination,” grinned the Black Queen, “Since most of you do not possess the magical talents that Wanda and I possess, these rings will give you the extra ‘touch’ you need. As soon as you put them on you’ll feel it. And when you seduce your target the power within will fill them with the same darkness as you’ve felt. They will then be mine to command.”

“I see,” said Monet, now eyeing the rings intently, “So all we have to do is seduce someone and they’ll surrender themselves to us?”

“Not quite,” answered the Black Queen, “If it were that easy I would have done this sooner. But these rings can only corrupt those who are already pre-disposed to it. That means if you try and use it on someone who can resist darkness, like Scott Summers or James Poundstar, it won’t work. And it will most likely backfire so you are not to use this liberally! Understood?”

Warren, Kurt, and Monet each nodded. When the Black Queen used that tone of voice it was nothing to question. They were all tied to this woman by darkness and the thought of disobeying her would never cross her minds so long as she commanded them.

“Now then, take a ring,” she ordered, “Get a taste for the power!”

The three pawns each took a ring and put it on. As soon as they felt it on their finger they felt a strange surge of energy. They each let out grunts of discomfort. It was like getting shocked. This strange new power filled them, mixing with the darkness that had already been instilled in them. The darkness was like a catalyst, filling them with this mix of seething lust and sinister hunger. It was invigorating, befuddling their senses and giving their minds a new focus.

“Ungh!” grunted Monet, this darkness still new to her.

“Oh yeah!” grunted Warren, “I like this!”

“You’ll like it even more when you share it with someone,” said the Black Queen, “You’ll each have your targets. Kurt, pay Tabitha a visit. That girl’s decadent ways should fit in nicely with my plan.”

“Yes, Mistress Selene,” said Kurt respectfully, “I vill ravage her vith darkness. She vill be ours.”

“Be sure that you do. Monet, you’re still new at this so we’ll keep it simple,” said Selene, “Go after Roberto. His ambition and his frustration with Xavier should be an easy enough combination to exploit. But don’t get too smart with him. Use your body more than your mind.”

“It’s not how I usually do business, but I’ll do what I have to do,” said Monet, “I recently had a little surgery anyways. Roberto shouldn’t put up too much of a fight.”

“And if he does, you know what to do,” said Selene ominously.

Monet smiled with darkness in her eyes. She left behind her previous life so she could take on a new challenge. And this was unlike anything she had ever done before. She had already used her sexuality in ways she never imagined before and this was going a step further. But if it continued to fill her with these new dark sensations, she was all for it. She, like the others, had felt this darkness and she embraced it.

Once the Black Queen was satisfied with Monet’s response, she turned to Warren.

“Warren, you’ll go after Lorna Dane.”

“Lorna? Why her?” asked Warren.

“I can’t entirely explain that at the moment,” said the Black Queen, “Just know that she will factor into my plans down the line. But be careful with her. If she is able to resist, don’t take any chances. If she suspects anything she’ll go running to either that brother of hers or Xavier. And if that happens everything is in jeopardy.”

“I’ll be careful,” said Warren, “But what if I’m not able to seduce her?”

“That I’ve already planned for,” said Selene confidently, “I noticed Lorna has a weak spot for Alex Summers. Why she would feel for him I haven’t the slightest idea, but those are feelings we can use. That’s why I want Wanda to use a little extra force to seduce Alex. If she doesn’t follow us, she may be willing to follow him.”

“I understand, Mistress,” grinned Wanda mischievously, “And just how much extra ‘force’ do you want me to use?”

“As much as it takes,” she replied strongly, “Make it so he is completely submissive to my will. I’ll need it if I’m to use Lorna’s feelings for him. But don’t be too harsh. We can’t give that brother of his any reason to be suspicious. Scott Summers may be a fool, but he’s a fool who has influence and preference with Xavier. I cannot afford to have him meddle in my affairs at this critical junction. Do you understand, my apprentice?”

“Yes, my Mistress,” said Wanda obediently, “I promise you I’ll be extra careful.”

The Black Queen smiled in approval. Wanda had come a long way since she welcomed her as her apprentice. She took so strongly to her dark ways and had earned her place by her side. She was one of the few associates she had any level of trust in and her role with Alex was critical. That had to go perfectly if she was to carry out a vital part of her plan.

Overall, this was an exciting time. Soon she would have more loyal followers, each having embraced the path of darkness. And they would provide the necessary assistance towards her ultimate ascension to power. Blackheart told her years ago that she would need the aid of souls like theirs to get what she wanted. And after years of planning she was well on her way.

“Very well,” said the Black Queen, “You all have your assignments. I expect each target to be in my power by the end of the day. Once we have more souls on our side, we can begin plotting the next step?”

“And what might that step be, my Mistress?” asked Monet intently.

“That I can’t tell you, but rest assured it will have far reaching consequences for both the Hellfire Club and the world.”

That was all Wanda, Kurt, Warren, and Monet needed to hear. They knew their Mistress could not tell them everything, less Xavier pry it out of their minds. But they had no doubts that whatever she was planning, it was every bit as big as that sinister look in her eye implied. Selene was not one for exaggerations. She thought big and this was by far her most ambitious plan. They were a part of it and now more would be a part of it as well. They just had to fill them with darkness just as Selene had done to them.

With their rings in hand Kurt, Monet, and Warren bowed respectfully and made their leave. But Wanda lingered for a bit to help her Mistress clean up and cover their tracks. They knew Xavier was probably spying on them so they had to take measures to ensure he didn’t find out. But that wasn’t what concerned her most.

“Do you think these others will be enough?” she inquired.

“For now, they should be,” said Selene, “But there are some others I’ve been looking to use. That X-23, or Laura or whatever it is she’s calling herself, is an interesting prospect. She might prove a useful counter to Wolverine, who already seems hopelessly loyal to Xavier.”

“Laura? Isn’t she a bit unstable?” said Wanda, “And Logan seems to have a firm hold on her.”

“Oh I think I can work around that,” grinned Selene, “I’ve already made some calls. I think I know how to use that training of hers to its full potential.”

Wanda smiled, trusting in her word. She didn’t know much about Laura, but she had seen how tough she was in training. She had also seen her weakness for pleasure when she worked Club Hellfire. She could be a valuable asset to them, but it would take a special kind of coaxing given her connection to others like Logan.

“Is there anyone else?” asked Wanda.

“Indeed there is, but try not to worry too much about it, my apprentice,” said Selene, “Just maintain your role. I’ll take care of the rest.”

“Yes, Mistress,” said Wanda obediently, “Please forgive my insolence.”

“There’s nothing to forgive, my apprentice. I know you’re anxious. But there’s no need to be. It’ll all come together in the end. That I promise you.”

The Black Queen cast her an approving smile. She loved it when people were so obedient to her. Soon, she would have even more pawns of her own to dictate. Their minds, bodies, and souls would be hers to control and use as needed to carry out the details of her plan. She knew there were those that were too loyal to Xavier and the Hellfire Club in general to follow her. But for those who did not submit to her, she had something else in store. And should they resist, their fate would be a cruel one…one that she would personally carry out.

But in the meantime, she had other things to take care of. While Wanda finished cleaning she walked over to her bed and picked up some files she had copied from Sage earlier. They read “Classified: Weapon X.” On top the labels had names like Victor Creed, Abraham Cornelius, and Zander Rice. She smiled at the prospect of looking further into the program Xavier obsessed over so much earlier. Only she had other ideas on how to exploit it.

Hellfire Spa – Showers

Tabitha Smith was relaxing in the spa showers after another round of extended training sessions. Hopefully it was the last of its kind. She officially served her punishment for that prank she pulled earlier and now she could get back to her normal Hellfire duties. But she still thought it was unfair. Lord Xavier, despite all his wisdom, was such a hypocrite for telling them to embrace their desires yet scold her when she embraced hers. Just because her desires involved a few friendly pranks here and there didn’t mean she should be punished. It could have been worse though. Extra training was the mildest form of punishment by Hellfire standards. She was lucky she didn’t get any time in Selene’s torture chamber or some one-on-one time with her mind and Xavier’s. But she remained bitter.

‘God I’m sore. Extra training sucks. Damn you, Scott. Damn you, Warpath. Damn everybody who can’t take a fucking joke! I thought this place was supposed to be fun. Aside from the sex and stripping, it’s all business. We better get to the real fun soon or I may have to find some other way of amusing myself.’

Tabitha let out a deep sigh. She had finished washing herself and just stood under the hot torrent of water, letting it cascade down her naked body. She set aside her soap, shampoo, and body wash and let her thoughts wander even more. She had a shift at Club Hellfire tonight so she should probably rest up. But she may not have the same energy she usually did. The extra training from Scott and Warpath left her pretty sore. She would either have to rest up or ask Mistress Selene to do one of those sex spells for her so she had the energy to go at it a little more.

The Inner Circle didn’t dish out sex spells all the time, but when they did Tabitha always enjoyed them. She smiled to herself as she remembered some of the previous rituals in which they were used. Just last week she participated in one with some of the older pawns. She remembered fondly how James Poundstar and Piotr each had her pinned between them while they reamed her. She remembered screaming so loud she had a sore throat for a few hours afterwards. But it was worth it. Sex spells filled her with this energy that was so intoxicating. It didn’t just give her the energy to really go at it, but it enhanced every sensation to a point where it was mind-numbing. She often wished she could pull off spells like that, but she couldn’t do magic that well. It was too bad too. With power like that she wouldn’t even need to pull pranks to amuse herself.

Tabitha was about to grab a towel and head back out when she heard a strange ‘bamf’ noise behind her. She instinctively turned around and looked through the steamy air, but couldn’t see anybody. She could only make out the distinct smell of sulfur, but it was obscured by the steamy shower environment.

“Hello?” she called out, “Anybody there?”

There was no response, just the continued sound of the shower. The spa showers were open for the most part, but there were some dividers along the walls for some privacy. This was largely because it was normal for girls or guys to invite partners inside and have sex in the steamy environment. But as far as she knew she was the only one here.

“If this is someone trying to get me back for a prank you’re doing a lousy job of it,” she called out.

Shaking her head, Tabitha turned back to the shower and to rinse off one last time. She closed her eyes and let the water pour over her face, letting it relax her and sooth away the lingering soreness. She briefly let go of her frustration and soreness, trying to just enjoy this time alone.

Suddenly, she was broken out of her state when a firm hand grabbed her butt. Her eyes shot open and she was about to turn around. But she was then forced up against the wall by a powerful body.

“Augh! Hey, what the?! Okay, not cool!” she shouted.

“On zhe contrary, Tabitha,” came a thick, German voice, “It’s about to get very, very heated.”

Tabitha immediately recognized the voice as belonging to Kurt. She was able to turn her head slightly and see him behind her, now pinning her firmly against the wall. Like her, he was naked and she could feel his blue, fuzzy body rubbing up against her naked skin. She could also feel his throbbing hard erection pressing up against her butt and rubbing around the outsides of her opening. She tried to move, but his hold on her was strong and dominating. She was all for spontaneity, but this was a little extreme.

“Uh…look Kurt, I’m all for thrill sex, but I’m a little sore. And would you mind lightening up a bit? You’re hurting me,” she said in discomfort.

“Oh don’t vorry about pain, Tabitha. Soon, zhat vill be zhe last thing on your mind,” said Kurt, his voice seething with aggressive lust.

The Ring of Virgil that was on his left hand began to glow bright red. Kurt’s eyes began to glow as well. The power sensed a vulnerable soul and prepared to take her. All he had to do was let it work and enjoy the process. He reached around with his left hand and grasped her breast. The glowing from the ring flashed and Tabitha’s entire body tensed.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh!” she moaned out.

It was like being hit with a wave of new energy. As soon as she felt that hand on her breast, something dark and powerful surged into her. It was like being shocked from the inside, striking her on every level from mind, to body, to soul. Tabitha suddenly found herself dizzy and her limbs went weak. She also felt a very wet feeling between her legs. This overwhelming feeling filled her with so many sensations. Arousal was just one of them. Everything around her was spinning. She gasped for air as her mind struggled to process this feeling. Then Kurt leaned in and whispered into her ear.

“I know how you feel, Tabitha. You don’t belong vith zhe others. You’re different zhan zhem. You are a free spirit in search of unrestrained pleasure. You vill not get zhat vith Xavier. But accept zhis darkness, courtesy if Mistress Selene, and you vill be open to a new world…one zhat you need only embrace to enjoy it.”

Tabitha couldn’t speak, but his words echoed in her mind. They struck at the very reasons why she had been frustrated lately. She really was different. She didn’t behave or think like the others. But something about this feeling that was now consuming her felt different. It felt right in a ways. And as it surged through her, Kurt took it to the next level.

Backing off slightly, the young mutant firmly grasped her butt and guided his ridged member towards her pussy. When she felt the tip rub against her moist folds it stirred the energy consuming her even more. Then with a firm jerk of his hips, he thrust his dick up into her. When Tabitha felt this, something exploded inside her. It was like an explosion of sensations that consumed her from head to toe. It wasn’t like normal sexual sensations. These were different in that they were very dark. It felt so wrong to feel them and even more wrong to embrace them. But she did it anyways.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck!” she cried out.

“You like zhat, Tabby? Vant more?” grinned Kurt.

“Yes! Please give it to me! Give me more! I need it!”

That was just what he wanted to hear. Grinning intently, Kurt tightened his grip on her ass and began relentlessly pounding into her. His hips jerked back and forth, his pelvis slapping hard against her butt every time he thrust up into her. Her insides were so nice and tight. They throbbed around his cock as if to beg him for this feeling. She didn’t just want this. She absolutely needed it. And he was more than happy to give it to her, unleashing a fury of sexual energy that ravaged the young woman’s body.

Tabitha’s nails scratched down the marble walls as Kurt’s dick thrashed inside her pussy. She bent over slightly, her large breasts pressing against the wall as she bucked her hips each time Kurt slammed into her. Every movement sent a jolt of sensations through her body. Pleasure mixed with darkness, consuming her more every time he did it. It was so intense she nearly lost her balance. But Kurt, showing much more strength than usual, kept her upright and kept pounding into her. The whole time she was panting and moaning. Her cries echoed through the shower walls and her face contorted with a mixture of ecstasy and madness. The longer it went on, the more her mind seemed to shut down. It was as if every mindset she once had was being broken down and reduced to its most basic form. And she loved it.

“UH-UH-UH-AHHHHHH-UH-OH-OH-OHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK!” she cried out.

“YES! YES! YES!” seethed Kurt, “GIVE IN, TABITHA! SAY YOU WANT MORE!”

“I-I-I-I want more!” she gasped through the feeling.

“SAY IT LOUDER! DEMAND IT!”

“I SAID I WANT MORE! I WANT-AHHHHHHHHH!”

Her words were cut off when an orgasm suddenly consumed her body. It wasn’t like a normal orgasm. This had a different feeling to it, one that struck her down to her very core. It was so overwhelming she nearly passed out. But Kurt didn’t even slow down. If anything, he kept going at it harder.

After he felt her pussy tense around his cock, he pulled out briefly and then thrust his cock into her ass. When Tabitha felt this, she let out a brief cry of discomfort. But it was lost in the midst of many other mind-numbing sensations. Kurt kept with the aggressive pace from earlier, pounding hard into her ass with sharp, forceful thrusts. As he did this he reached around and had Tabitha lick his fingers. He aggressively shoved them into her mouth, making her suck them in a daze of sexual bliss. He fucked her so hard her legs refused to carry her and she slowly slipped down onto the floor. Kurt decided to let her do so and lowered himself so that now she was lying nearly face down while he hovered over her, slamming into her ass.

Faster and faster, he fucked her. The whole time, his eyes were glowing the same reddish color as the ring. When he felt his climax draw closer he slowed down a bit so he could trust a little harder. Each time he did Tabitha cried out. Her cries were sweet music to his ears and helped send him over the edge. When he felt his climax he dug his nails into her hips and thrust up as far into her as he could, spilling his hot seeds into her bowls. The ring flashed again and the energy from it filled him with the kind of dark pleasure he had become so addicted to over the years. Tabitha felt it too, leading her to another orgasm. But he still wasn’t done.

“YEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS!” he grunted, “ZHE DARKNESS! LET ME FILL YOU VITH DARKNESS, TABITHA!”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” she cried out.

With little rest in between, Kurt turned Tabitha on her side and began fucking her again. He held her leg over his shoulders while aggressively thrusting into her tight pussy. It was still dripping wet from earlier, but she still craved more. Fueled by the darkness from the ring he kept fucking her with superhuman endurance and vigor. It was the kind of feeling that made him feel almost like he was a real demon, tainting the flesh of the innocent. In the past he would have been horrified at such a notion. Now with this feeling guiding him he was embracing it.

He continued ravaging Tabitha’s body without mercy, fucking her every which way he could. After fucking her on her side, he turned her over so that she was on her back with her legs hitched over his shoulders. After hammering into her like this for a while he rose up off her, grabbed her by the head, and rose her up a bit. Then he rose up as well and shoved his cock into her mouth and began to hump her face. She obediently sucked and licked his member while fingering herself in the process. Then he pulled her up again, grabbed her by the hips, and effortlessly lifted her off the shower floor and lowered her back onto his dick. The ring was giving him extra strength and allowed him to bounce her up and down his length with the same vigor.

Through each position he climax multiple times inside her, blowing his load in both her pussy and ass. Tabitha climaxed as well. Her body was out of control. It got to a point where they didn’t even build up anymore. She just kept having orgasm after orgasm, each one building off the other. There was so much pleasure and sensation it was befuddling her mind. Soon every last vestige of sanity and control was overrun by these sensations and the Tabitha Smith she knew faded in a myriad of orgasms and dark sensations.

“UH-UH-UH-GIVE IN TABITHA-UH-GIVE INTO THE DARKNESS!” Kurt grunted as he had her pinned up against the shower wall again.

“UH-UH-UH-AHHHHHHHH-OH-OH-I-I GIVE IN!” Tabitha cried out.

“VHAT VAS ZHAT? I DIDN’T HEAR YOU! SAY IT LOUDER!”

“I SAID I GIVE IN! I-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

As soon as she said those words her body was rocked with the most powerful orgasm yet. Her eyes became locked with Kurt’s, which were still glowing a soft red. And as soon as the feeling washed over her body, her eyes started glowing red as well. Kurt grinned at the sight. It showed that the darkness had completely overtaken her. She didn’t just give into it. She embraced it. And it led her to the greatest pleasure yet. He even felt a bit of it, which helped him climax one last time inside her.

Tabitha Smith was now officially entrapped in this dark feeling. Through Kurt, Selene’s power had overtaken her mind, body, and soul. She didn’t resist it anymore. She accepted it. Her mind was still a daze and her body was reeling. Every limb was too weak to hold her up. After Kurt pulled out and let her go, she fell to the floor of the shower. Traces of cum and feminine fluids dripped out of her pussy and ass. Her eyes were partially opened as she leaned back against the wall, trying to catch her breath and struggling to make sense of it all. When she regained some sense of coherence she looked up at Kurt, who stood proudly over her.

“Velcome to zhe vorld of darkness, Tabitha,” he told her, “From now on, your soul is tied to Mistress Selene’s. Follow her and more sensations like this vill follow. Do you understand?”

Tabitha, too dazed to talk, just nodded. Kurt smiled in approval.

“Good, now go back to your duties. Speak nothing of this and behave as though nothing is amiss. And vhen zhe time is right you vill be asked to serve in zhe name of darkness. Serve it vell and everything you ever vanted vill be yours.”

Kurt teleported out of the shower, leaving Tabitha to digest what just happened. As she sat there, the shower still running and water still pouring down her a new mindset took hold. Her eyes briefly glowed again. This new feeling inside her was now etched into her being. She felt like a totally different person, one with a different drive and a different focus. Before she had been about fun, indulgence, and decadence. But now those needs took a back seat. Now she craved darkness and all the feelings that came along with it. Through her daze Tabitha smiled ominously. For the first time in her life her path was set. She was on the road to darkness. And there was no turning back.

Training Arena Locker Rooms

“Don’t forget, Alex. We have another session tomorrow morning bright and early. So don’t stay out partying like last night.”

“I know! I know! Give it a rest already, Scott!” groaned Alex, “Stop trying to baby me.”

“I will when you start acting mature for once,” said Scott sternly, “Believe me, Alex, I’m trying to help you. I want you to succeed here. But you have to listen to me!”

“Whatever, bro,” muttered Alex, “Now you mind leaving me alone so I can change? I think I can wash up without you drawing up a battle plan for me.”

Scott just rolled his eyes and left Alex alone in the training arena locker room. He obviously wasn’t in the mood for another brotherly spat. And it was a good thing too. Alex was not in the mood for any more of his scolding. It was bad enough he got stuck with extra training sessions because of his poor performance. He recently botched a sabotage mission against a Hellfire Club rival that forced Xavier to cover it up with his media contacts and he got in trouble for showing up late for several of Moria MacTaggart’s teaching sessions. He was still doing his duties for the most part, just not as efficiently as others. And that’s what was causing so much strain with Scott.

Alex groaned to himself as he stripped out of his training uniform. All this pestering from Scott was really starting to get to him. He understood his intentions and his heart was in the right place. Scott wanted him to be the best Hellfire associate he could be. He set higher standards for him than he did the others and every time he failed to meet them he got upset. It led to plenty of fights and plenty of resentment. It didn’t help that Scott wielded so much more authority than him. He was Lord Xavier’s golden boy. He could snap his fingers and an army would be at his feet ready to take his commands. And the most power he had was over the Hellfire servants. So it was hard not to get a little jealous.

“Damn you, Scott. Why do you have to make this so hard?” he muttered to himself.

He was down to his briefs and was about to start putting on his uniform when a voice behind him interrupted his thoughts.

“It doesn’t have to be this way, you know? You do not have to keep living in you’re brother’s shadow.”

Alex turned around to see that the voice belonged to Wanda, who was standing in the doorway wearing a more revealing variation of her Hellfire uniform. It consisted of a more revealing thong, a corset that barely contained her breasts, and matching stockings with garters that ran all the way up to her thighs. It was as if she was ready to go out on stage. But she was wearing it for a different reason.

“Oh, hi Wanda,” asked Alex, a bit surprised to see her in here and wearing something so revealing, “I was just…thinking out loud.”

“Were you now?” she said as she casually walked over, purposefully swaying her hips to get his attention, “It sounds to me like you’re genuinely frustrated. I take it training with your brother hasn’t done much to bring you closer. Is it reasonable to say it may even be driving you apart?”

“So what if it is?” said Alex, turning away from her, “What do you care anyways?”

Alex was about to just go about his business when his limbs abruptly froze and his body went ridged. He let out a grunt and quickly realized what was going on. Wanda had hexed him, making it so he couldn’t keep ignoring her. It was an uncomfortable feeling. Then she used her powers to forcefully turn him back around so he was facing her. Only this time, she was standing right in his face with a mysterious look in her eyes.

“I care more than you think, Alex. But not for the reasons you may expect,” she said with a mysterious grin, “Remember, I too have an obnoxious brother who constantly annoys me. But over the years I’ve found ways of working around it.”

“Yeah? Do these ways include hexing people in their underwear for no reason?” said Alex, still tensing in discomfort.

“Sorry, but would you honestly hear me out if I didn’t do something to get your attention?”

She had a point. He probably wouldn’t have given her words much credence had she not literally forced him to listen. But it was still unpleasant. Luckily, she let him go. It gave him a minute to recover, but her eyes were still locked on his.

“There now, feeling better?” she said, reaching out and caressing his manly chest.

“Yeah, definitely better,” he said a bit short of breath, “So why the sudden interest in my family affairs?”

“I have my reasons. But forget that for a moment. What if I told you there was a way for you to rise above your brother? What if there was a clear and simple way to not only better him, but bring him down to size?”

Alex looked at her suspiciously. Wanda always seemed a little off to him so he had to be careful. But none-the-less, such an offer held a great deal of intrigue.

“That depends,” he answered, “What kind of ways are we talking about here? Because I don’t think you and I share the same mindset when it comes to tactics.”

“Oh I beg to differ,” said Wanda, moving in closer so that her breasts were pressing up against his chest, “You and I are a lot more similar than you think. You resent your brother because he wants to control you. He wants to dictate your destiny to what he thinks is best. And that makes you angry and frustrated.”

Alex was really finding it hard to concentrate now. There was just something in her eyes that was drawing him in. That and her body pressing up against his was making it very difficult to think rationally. He knew she was trying to lure him in, but he found himself putting up minor resistance if that.

“It doesn’t have to be that way though,” she told him in a more seductive tone, “You can rise above your brother and anyone else. You just have to learn to embrace certain…ideas.”

“Really? Ideas huh?” said Alex, becoming more dazed as he gazed into her eyes, “What kind of ideas.”

Wanda grinned sadistically and leaned in to whisper into his ear. Now with her body pressing up against his, both his hormones and his attention was all on her. And that’s all she needed to deliver her message. And she summed it up best in one simple word.

“Darkness…”

Alex then felt a strange feeling come over him. As soon as Wanda said those words his world was shocked into chaos. His body tensed and his eyes widened. It was as if something reached inside and shattered everything that made up his being. And in place of that emptiness a new energy consumed him. It was unlike anything he ever felt before. It was sinister and dark. At first he tried to shake it off, but then he looked Wanda in the eye again and his resistance faltered.

The ring on her left hand flashed briefly and her eyes began glowing. She could feel the power of darkness surging through her and mixed with her hex bolts, it was very potent. It had to be because she sensed some resistance from this boy. As much as he resented his brother, Scott did instill in him a sense of judgment. But that was nothing she couldn’t get around. Using the power her mistress had taught her, she prepared to break this man down until he was a loyal minion of darkness.

“You have no idea how important you are, Alex,” said Wanda, “You possess something vital that my Mistress cannot do without. So consider this a mutual gain. You help us and we’ll help you. Join us, and we’ll see to it that you never live in your brother’s shadow ever again.”

“Wanda, wait I…” he began.

But Wanda silenced him again, this time by pulling him into a hard kiss. This filled Alex with even more dark energy. The ring flashed again and his mind and body became paralyzed with this power. He couldn’t think anymore and he couldn’t reason. He could only operate on his most basic instinct. For Wanda, that meant he was prone to a little remolding. And she knew just how to start.

“Relax, Alex. You don’t need to decide now. Allow me to provide a little ‘incentive’ first,” she grinned.

Summoning the power of her hex bolts, Wanda’s body glowed a dark purplish color briefly. Then with a simple hand gesture, Alex’s boxers were ripped off. He didn’t flinch or cringe in any way. He was in too dazed a state to care. But he was aware of what was going on and when she reached forth to feel his manly flesh, he moaned. Spurred by his reaction, Wanda reached behind and undid the back of her corset. Then using her powers she let it fall off and float it to the side. She then pulled off her leather gloves, leaving her completely naked from the waist up. She had the young man in her power now and she was not going to let go.

Falling to her knees, Wanda grabbed hold of Alex’s cock. It was starting to stiffen, but it wasn’t fast enough for her. Using her hex powers again, she chanted a little spell Selene taught her. The area around his member glowed the same purplish color as her body became rock hard. Alex groaned at the feeling. He experienced magic before during sex rituals, but Wanda was a bit more ‘forceful’ with her spells. But that wasn’t all she was forceful with. As soon as he was hard she attacked his erect member, devouring it whole and sucking it hard. Alex grunted hard, having to lean back against the wall to support himself. His legs went weak and his world around him was spinning. He still couldn’t think or reason. His only focus was on this dark feeling brewing inside him and the hot sensations that surged through his body as Wanda sucked him.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh!” he grunted.

“Mmm…yeah, you like how that feels, don’t you?” grinned Wanda as she stroked him harder, “It’ll feel even better if you just let go and surrender to me.”

It was so tempting. She could tell he wanted more. But he continued to resist a little. So she stepped up her efforts. Squeezing the base of his dick harder, she enveloped his member again. She sucked and slurped hard up along his shaft, bobbing her head feverishly along his length. As she sucked him she cradled his balls, teasing him further. She was a little rough with him, doing it so hard and thoroughly that Alex started gasping for air. He was still holding back. But with the help of the ring and a little extra magic, he could not hold it in anymore.

“Ohhhhhh I’m gonna cum!” moaned Alex.

“Go ahead,” grinned Wanda a she stroked him hard, “Let it out. Enjoy the feeling.”

Alex grit his teeth as he neared his release. Then he let out a sharp gasp as he blew his load all over Wanda’s face and tits. As he climaxed, the ring flashed and his body was enveloped on Wanda’s hex bolts again. This amplified the sensations, causing him to moan loudly and nearly fall over. The feeling was so strong and intoxicating. The pleasure mixed with the darkness and he felt it consume him further. But he still hadn’t crossed that line. And Wanda was far from finished.

“Hnn…damn,” moaned Alex as he fell to the floor briefly, his throbbing cock still a little sensitive.

“Don’t get too comfortable. We’re just getting started,” grinned Wanda as she stood up.

“Wanda, I don’t think I…”

“Do yourself a favor Alex,” she said as she leered over him, “Don’t think.”

With a look of sexual hunger dominating her face Wanda sensually slithered out of her thong and garters, leaving only her black stockings on. Alex looked up to see that her pussy was dripping wet. She was very much aroused and very much intent on satisfying her carnal desires. Only with the ring and the magic instilled in her by Selene, it was a very dark desire.

While Alex was still recovering, Wanda used her hex bolts to surround him in another field of hex energy. The young man groaned in discomfort as he was forcefully levitated into the air. Then by Wanda’s whim, he was laid down on his back on a nearby bench. His limbs were limp and he didn’t have the power to move or get up. This dark feeling wasn’t just all-consuming, it was paralyzing. He was completely at her mercy and she knew it. For a moment she admired his prone form on the bench. Then she leaned over his slightly limp cock and chanted another spell. His member glowed again in the purplish hex aura and stiffened with the same fervor as before. This time it was even more uncomfortable because it was still sensitive. But Wanda didn’t care. Once he was hard again she crawled on top of him and positioned herself over his ridged member. She then grabbed a firm hold of his hips and plunged down onto him. As soon as he felt her tight folds around his dick he let out a sharp grunt.

“Ohhhhhh fuck, you hot bitch!” he grunted out.

“Yeah! That’s right! Embrace your dark side! Embrace it and feel the best pleasure you’ve ever felt!” Wanda commanded.

Wanda began vigorously moving her hips. Her pelvis jerked up and down, her pussy slithering and sliding all along his ridged length. The hard smacking sound of her flesh colliding with his echoed throughout the locker room, mixing with moans and grunts of ecstasy. Alex could do nothing but just lay there, letting Wanda go to work on him. Her nails raked up and down his chest, leaving some scratch marks. But he was in too dazed a state to care. She was rough and fervent, really working her body. She rode him so hard she shook the bench. And as she rode him her body glowed in the distinct purplish halo of her hex bolts. This was normal and Alex had seen it before in sex rituals. But what really stood out this time was her eyes. They were glowing dark red along with the ring and it was from this that more darkness filled his soul.

Alex’s expression was a mix of daze and pleasure while Wanda’s was focused and dominating. The dark look in her eyes intensified as she kept riding him harder and harder, working his dick inside her tight folds with relentless vigor. As she bounced up and down his length she grabbed his hands and put them on her breasts, forcing him to rub and knead them in a hard, circular manner. This really got her going and helped push Wanda to the edge.

“Uh-uh-uh-yes-yes-that’s it-uh-that’s what I want-uh-uh-I’m cumming-uh-I’m cumming-uh-oh yeeeessssssss!” she cried out.

Wanda threw her head back and cried out as her cunt throbbed around Alex’s dick, releasing a load of her fluids around him. The throbbing feeling around his shaft sent him close as well. He wanted to cum so desperately and tried to let go. His mind was a mess and all he could think about was getting his release. But for some reason he couldn’t. It was as if something was holding him back.

“Uh-uh-Wanda I-I need to cum too!” he said through his daze.

“Oh no you don’t!” grinned Wanda, her eyes flashing red again, “You’re not going to cum until I say you can cum!”

“But I…”

“No buts, Alex!” she said strongly, “You can get your release, but only after you completely give into the darkness! And since you’re still resisting, I guess I’ll have to give you even more incentive!”

This was starting to get out of control, but there was nothing Alex Summers could do about it. He couldn’t focus and this darkness that was surging through him was so powerful. He couldn’t fight it and he barely tried. All he could do was lay there and let Wanda continue her assault.

Wanda didn’t need to rest long. She didn’t even let Alex pull out of her. With his ridged cock still lodged within her throbbing cunt, she began riding him again. And like before, she did it hard and fast. Her naked body slithered and swayed as she slammed her hips down onto his pelvis, driving his dick deep into her pussy each time. Every time she plunged down, she tensed her inner muscles to make for a tighter feel around his cock. It was intoxicating, sending waves of dark pleasure all through her body. Alex felt it too, but she still didn’t let him climax. She used her hex powers to hold it back, making for a torturous kind of ecstasy that was driving him wild with sensations. Soon his grunts turned to all out groans. It was hard to tell if they were from pleasure or pain, but it was so intense it looked as though he was going crazy.

Wanda loved this. It was a page right out of Selene’s torture lessons. She saw her do this to men to the point where they went completely insane. The mind can only take so much pleasure. Flood the system enough and the victim will either give in or die. But if anyone was going to die they might as well die in an overwhelming rush of pleasure. But she wasn’t out to kill Alex with this. She was to break his will and get him to submit to darkness. And the more she road him the more his resistance faltered.

Harder and harder she fucked, him riding his cock with relentless vigor. Alex squirmed and tensed under her tight hold, closing his eyes and thrashing about as the torturous sensations built up inside him. They mixed with the darkness, breaking down every barrier he ever thought he had. He kept trying to cum, but Wanda wouldn’t let him. She climaxed numerous times. Every time she let out a euphoric moan and dug her nails into his flesh, leaving more scratch marks. Her cunt throbbed and tensed every time. She didn’t even slow down in between orgasms. She loved it and wouldn’t let up even as Alex cried out in pain. Eventually, he could take no more.

“AH-AH-AH-UH-AHHHHH-WANDA-AH-LET ME CUM-AH-PLEASE LET ME CUM-AH-AH-IT HURTS-AH-IT FUCKING HURTS!” he exclaimed.

“UH-UH-UH-NO!” she exclaimed through her grunts, “NOT UNTIL YOU GIVE IN!”

Alex was at the end of his rope. He usually prided himself on his ability to take it. But this was too much. He had to give in. The darkness and the feeling was too strong.

“OKAY-AH-AH-I GIVE IN!”

“SAY IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT!” commanded Wanda, “SCREAM IT AT THE TOP OF YOUR LUNGS! SCREAM THAT YOU GIVE INTO THE DARKNESS!”

“I GIVE INTO THE DARKNESS! I GIVE IN! I GIVE IN! NOW PLEASE LET ME CUM!!!”

Grinning in triumph, Wanda was convinced. She could see from the maddened look on his face that he meant it. His resistance had fallen. The same red glow that had dominated her eyes suddenly flashed in his as well, a clear sign that the darkness had taken over. And for that, she gave him what he wanted and let him get his release.

“UH-UH-THAT’S A GOOD BOY!” grunted Wanda as she rode him hard to one last climax, “GO AHEAD! GET YOUR RELEASE! FEEL THE ECSTACY OF DARKNESS!”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Alex let out a cry of pain and pleasure as he finally got his release. His dick exploded in a burst of cum and fluids, spraying many loads of pent up orgasms into Wanda’s cunt all at once. This extra large load pushed Wanda over the edge one last time as well. The purplish hex halo surrounding her body exploded in a burst of energy as another surge of pleasure filled her. It was pleasure of the greatest level, filled with darkness and malevolence. To Wanda it was a familiar feeling that kept getting better every time. But to Alex it was an entirely new experience and it left an indelible mark on his soul.

When the feeling passed and the hexing stopped, Wanda rose up off the worn out young man and stood over him with wet fluids still dripping down her inner thighs. He looked utterly spent and exhausted. But his eyes maintained that same reddish hue from the ring. It showed he had been taken by the darkness. He may have put up a decent fight as any Summers would, but in the end he gave in. And now he was one of them.

“Welcome to the other side, Alex,” said Wanda, “When you gather yourself, you will act the same as if nothing happened. But never forget you are now a soldier of darkness. When the time comes you will step forth and serve us, no matter what we ask of you. Understand?”

Alex, still dazed and reeling, rose up and looked at her with a new look of intent.

“Yes, I understand,” he said in a flat tone.

“Good,” grinned Wanda, “Now go back to humoring your brother. But don’t get too comfortable. Soon you’ll be the one commanding him. Just be patient and all the rewards of darkness will be yours.”

Alex just nodded, his expression not changing. Satisfied with his answer Wanda gathered her clothes and left, leaving Alex to take in what just happened. He had just been tempted and tormented into embracing darkness. His old problems with Scott and the bitterness he often carried with him seemed irrelevant now in the face of this new feeling. None of it mattered anymore. Only darkness mattered. He just got a taste of it and even though he resisted, he was now officially hooked. Now he was going to walk his own path. And if Scott stood in his way, he wouldn’t hesitate to take him. Scott had guided his destiny long enough. Now it was his turn.

Hellfire Library

Monet St. Croix never considered herself a very sexual person. Growing up she was too busy being a daddy’s girl and studying hard to make her family proud. She never had time for relationships let alone exploring her sexuality. She did have a handful of lovers, but that was about it. But a lot had changed since she joined the Hellfire Club. Since that first day when she experienced her first sex ritual, a new world opened up to her. Sex became more than something overly horny youths did. It gave her a sense of fulfillment she once never thought possible. And after Mistress Selene gave her a taste of darkness, it was even more amazing. But now she was about to face her first real test.

Armed with the Ring of Virgil, she had to lure Roberto Da Costa into the path of darkness. She had just started down that path herself, but Mistress Selene had already primed her for it when she recruited her. Bringing in someone else who wasn’t exactly conditioned was a bit trickier, but compared to the others it should be easy. Roberto had already shown signs of frustration with Xavier and the others. He was hot-headed and short tempered in more ways than one. He was also clearly unsatisfied with his current state in the Inner Circle, leaving him open to other influences. But he would still need a little ‘nudge’ to send him into the world of darkness.

Monet hoped to deliver that nudge. Her main weapon was the ring, but Mistress Selene also wanted her to test some of her other developing talents. At the moment she was wearing a black bath robe, which she normally wore when she got out of the shower. And underneath she had a little surprise for Roberto. It may not get him to surrender to the darkness, but it would definitely get his attention at the very least. And if that and the ring wasn’t enough, she was to use more ‘physical’ means.

This was definitely a far cry from the elaborate business tactics she employed while working at X-Industrial. Even for someone like her who had so much power and a genius IQ, something as basic as sex and seduction was still a challenge. She had participated in some sex rituals. She even had some cosmetic surgery to augment her breasts a bit. But she never took on someone directly like this. But Monet never shied away from a challenge before and she wasn’t going to start now.

She found Roberto in the library, sleeping on top of a stack of books. It was almost humorous because it looked as though he had actually been studying up. All those punishments and criticisms from Lord Xavier, Scott, and Warpath must have actually gotten through. But he just wasn’t the studying kind. That was okay with her because it would make her job much easier.

“A little light reading, Roberto?” she said.

Roberto instinctively shot up from his light sleep.

“Huh? What?” he said in a drowsy tone.

He rubbed his eyes and looked to see Monet standing before him. She looked somewhat amused and when he looked at the pile of books he had he saw why.

“Oh uh…yeah, you could say that,” he muttered.

“Doesn’t seem very stimulating if you’re falling asleep,” said Monet as she leaned up against a nearby bookcase.

“Tell me about it,” groaned Roberto as he stretched his tired arms, “But I gotta do it. Lord Xavier says I’m behind and if I’m going to get ahead in this place I need to keep up. That and my dad is sort of expecting me to make some progress here.”

“Ah fathers, I know how encouraging they can be. They want us to be as successful as them and don’t give any thought to the obstacles in our way.”

“That’s for sure,” sighed Roberto, “But what can I do? He wants me to get ahead and in order to get ahead here I have to stop making an ass of myself! And the only way to do it is to follow Lord Xavier’s lofty criteria.”

His tone was bitter and dry as he closed the book he had been reading and tossed it aside. He clearly wanted to get ahead here, but wasn’t too keen on his current path. It must have been daunting because the Brazilian boy didn’t seem all that confident he could manage it. Monet remembered feeling the same way about her father. And that’s how she found herself on her current path. Maybe this was her chance to show Roberto the same way.

“Oh I don’t know. Studying and working hard is all well and good, but it’s not for everybody,” said Monet as she suggestively leaned over the table where Roberto was sitting, “There are other ways to get ahead you know.”

“Well if you know them I’d love to hear them. Anything is better than this,” said Roberto.

Monet gave him her best seductive smile. She hadn’t mastered it in the way other women had, but Roberto sure seemed to take notice. She also leaned over a bit, giving him a nice glimpse of her breasts into her robe. She was getting the reaction she wanted so far. Now she could take it to another level.

“The way I see it you have two choices,” Monet explained, trying not to sound too commanding, “You can work hard like this, earn your way into Xavier’s graces, and over a long period gain enough status to move up in the Inner Circle. Or you can do it the easy way, which just so happens to be far more in line with the true nature of the Hellfire Club.”

“And what way might that be?” asked Roberto intently.

Monet leaned in closer, making sure he got a much nicer view of her breasts. Then she spoke to him in the most sensual tone a bookworm like her could muster.

“You make a deal with certain outside forces that have the power to grant you what you desire. And you follow through on that deal, letting nothing stand in your way.”

“What kind of deal are we talking about here? And what kind of force would be powerful enough anyways?” asked Roberto, getting a little nervous at what she was implying.

“What else? A deal with the darkness.”

Roberto looked at her strangely. Was she serious? It certainly didn’t sound like something Miss Perfect would say. But then again she was never one to joke around.

“Darkness? What’s that like? A deal with the devil?”

“Not quite,” said Monet, scorning her choice of words, “But it’s the next best thing.”

Roberto was still clearly skeptical, even with an attractive woman leaning over him.

“Right, and you say that’s supposed to be the easy way?”

“Trust me, it is,” said Monet, “I’ve already taken it.”

“Yeah? So then why aren’t you Queen or King or something?”

“Because there’s more to it than just gaining a title. It involves more finesse than cunning. It’s been very easy for me to pick up.”

“That’s easy for you to say. You’re Miss Perfect,” scoffed Roberto, “How would a guy like me get involved in this ‘darkness’ you say is so great?”

His tone was still dry with sarcasm. But it gave Monet the perfect way to make her move. Looking down at the Ring of Virgil, she felt the power activate. It sensed a soul vulnerable to its influence. Now it was on her to reel him in for the side of darkness. Leaning in closer, Monet placed a hand on his chin. He didn’t notice the Ring of Virgil on her hand, but as soon as she touched him he felt it.

“Since you’re so hands on how about I just show you?” she said seductively.

Then with her hand still on his chin she kissed him. It was hard and deep and she felt something in him give way as she did it. That same feeling consumed her too. The ring flashed and her eyes flashed as well. As she shoved her tongue into his mouth he let out a deep groan, as if this feeling was a bit overwhelming. Soon Roberto was completely entranced. Monet also found herself becoming very excited. That darkness she first felt with Selene was summoned to the surface. Throwing aside her usual carefully presented poise, she let the feeling take her over.

After she parted she was staring at Roberto with red glowing eyes. Roberto was drawn to them like as if he were in a trance. That sarcasm from early was completely gone and now he had her full attention. With his eyes on her she seductively undid the sash to her robe and let it fall to the floor, revealing her fully naked body. She watched as Roberto rose up and approached her nude form, looking so desperate to feel her. She had drawn him in. Now the fun part could begin.

“You know what you have to do, Roberto,” she said, “Just lay back and give in. I’ll show you how to take the dark path. And rest assured, you’re going to enjoy it.”

“Yes ma’am,” said Roberto in a dazed tone.

Monet, now fueled by the dark energy from the ring attacked Roberto with her lips again. As she kissed him she literally ripped off his clothes. She grabbed his shirt from the top and tore it down from the center, shredding it along with the buttons and tossing it aside. The seemed to catch Roberto a little off guard, but he was too dazed to care. He was about to go for his pants, but she beat him to it. She grabbed the hem and ripped them off as well along with his boxers, allowing his growing erection to pop out.

Once out of his clothes she started backing him towards the wall, aggressively kissing him and pressing her naked body up against his. The whole time he remained entranced by her gaze, especially her glowing eyes. And the more Monet realized how much control she had over him, the more she exploited it. Using her mutant strength she literally pushed him onto a nearby chair and held him down by the shoulder. Then while standing over him she stared down with a dominating glance.

“Don’t even think about moving from that seat,” she told him strongly.

Roberto nodded, his mind too befuddled to form any coherent response. Monet, getting into the sexual spirit, pushed him back into the chair and attacked him with more aggressive kissing. She kissed him so hard she bit his lip at times. He groaned in discomfort, but it didn’t stop her. He was so entranced by her he wasn’t sure where to put his hands. Then Monet guided them to her breasts and made him squeeze them. It helped get her even more aroused. Her pussy was already moist and with the darkness flowing through her she was hungry for more pleasure.

Grabbing a firm hold of his shoulders, Monet straddled his waist so her legs were arched around the chair. She then positioned herself over his erect penis, but she didn’t just plunge down onto him. Mistress Selene encouraged her to tease her victims a little. So let her pussy just rub against the tip of his cock. Roberto moaned at the feeling. She could sense how bad he wanted it. But she wasn’t going to give it to him until she was convinced of his desire. The ring was filling him with so much darkness and his soul seemed quite open to it. But she needed more than that.

“You’re mine, Da Costa,” she said intently, “You want my pussy? You want to feel something hot and wet around your dick?”

“Y-yes,” he said through his daze.

“How bad to you want it?”

“I want it…so bad,” he said as he gazed into her eyes.

He wanted to just thrust up into her, but she kept holding him down with her strength. He was tempted to use his solar powers, but he couldn’t concentrate enough. Monet knew this and continued teasing him, rubbing his dick around her outer lips even harder.

“Then tell me you’re willing to make a deal with darkness,” she said, “Tell me that you accept it and will follow it to wherever it may lead you!”

“I…I do,” he said.

“I don’t believe you! Say it like you mean it!”

“I…I DO!” he shouted.

“Say you give into the darkness!” Monet commanded.

“I give into the darkness!”

“Tell me you’ll follow it no matter what!”

“I’ll…I’ll follow it no matter what!” he repeated.

Monet grinned at his distant state. She liked this, having this kind of power over someone and watching them submit to her. This must be the kind of power Selene was talking about when she first approached her. It was a far cry than anything she ever encountered before and it was hers to savor.

“Good boy,” she told him, “Now open your body and soul and let the darkness take you over!”

Holding on tight, she plunge down onto his dick. The sharp, penetrating feeling that followed made her body arch and sent a wave of sensations through her body. Her eyes flashed and so did the ring as the darkness took over. It was powerful, intoxicating, and exhilarating. Monet, who was usually so calm and collected, let go of her inhibitions and began riding the young Brazilian relentlessly. She arched her legs and kept her thighs nice and spread as she rhythmically grinded her pelvis against his, really working his dick inside her. She watched as Roberto’s expression contorted in a mix of pleasure and madness. He was completely under her control and just sat there gazing into her eyes as she rode him.

As Monet’s pleasured moans filled the area, Roberto grunted and gasped as the tight feeling surrounded his cock. He was paralyzed under her power. He could barely move or think straight. Everything was in chaos. His whim now followed this dark energy that had consumed him so completely. The more he gazed into Monet’s eyes the more it overtook him. All the pent up anger, frustration, and resentment he felt for not being able to get what he wanted here just melted away. As he felt Monet’s naked body against his, her tight pussy gliding up and down his ridged cock, he realized that this was what he truly wanted. This was what he needed. And he didn’t resist it.

“Uh-uh-uh-uh-oh fuck-uh-oh fuck Monet-uh-fuck-uh oh fuck it’s so-so…” grunted Roberto, but no coherent words could come out.

“Yes-yes-yes-uh-oh yeeeessssss-oh yes!” moaned Monet as she rode him harder, “Augh-you like it-uh-I know you do-uh-uh-that’s it-uh-let it consume you-ah-ah-let it overtake you!”

Roberto looked as though he was going mad with every gyration of her hips. Monet just looked more dominating as it went on, getting off not just on the mere act of sex itself but the control she had over him. It was almost just as intense. The darkness seemed to feed off it and it led her to her first major climax. When she felt it coming she tensed her legs around him and squeezed him harder, nearly bruising him in the process because of her strength. But she lightened up just as her insides tensed and orgasmic sensations surged through her body.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes!” she exclaimed.

This extra tight feeling sent Roberto over the edge as well. He closed his eyes and threw his head back as he let out a maddened cry of euphoria. Monet felt the burst of cum into her pussy and let her throbbing cunt soak it all in. She watched as he bathed in the feeling, overwhelmed by sensations and this strange dark power. But she didn’t let him rest for long. She grabbed his face again and made him look her in the eye once more. The glowing in them was intensifying and Roberto was once again lost in them.

“Don’t get too comfortable. We’re not done yet!” she grinned.

“Hnn…Monet,” he groaned.

“Oh don’t sound so weak,” she chided, “This little demonstration will end only when I say it ends!”

It sounded daunting to Roberto, who was still reeling. But Monet was fully entranced in this controlling feeling. She rose up slightly and began riding him again, bouncing her hips and down his still erect penis and moaning blissfully as more sensations filled her. She didn’t care if Roberto was tired, spent, or didn’t think he could go on. Selene told her not to let up until he was completely within their power. And being the perfectionist she was, Monet took that task to heart.

Roberto didn’t say anything else coherent as Monet continued to ravage him. She let loose every pent up sexual desire she ever had living as a model student and expert businesswoman. She bounced and grinded her body along Roberto’s manly flesh, building up a nice sweat while her hips hammered against his. She rode him long and hard until she got another orgasm that ended up being even more intense than the first. But she still didn’t slow down. She just switched positions a bit. She then rose up, turned around, and lowered onto his erect dick again. Now facing away she leaned forward and bounded her hips up and down his length, his ridged cock slithering in and out of her tight folds until another orgasm followed. This time Roberto climaxed with her. But it still wasn’t enough. Showing just how unleashed she was, she rose up off him and then lowered back onto his cock from the same position, only this time he rode him with her ass. This really got her moaning loud and Roberto sure liked it as well. The extra tight feeling of her butt kept him going and he continued to squirm and shift to her dominating demeanor, giving into the pleasure and the darkness that came with it.

Fueled by darkness and an insatiable hunger, Monet kept fucking Roberto Da Costa into many blissful climaxes. It got to the point where he was like a machine, climaxing on command every time Monet tensed her inner muscles a certain way. Such control only gave her more reign to do as she pleased. He stayed securely in the chair for the most part, showing little inclination for any will of his own. All he could think about was all the pleasure and all the darkness that was filling him. Monet, being a weak telepath, could sense it and he was truly crossing over. But for the last time she wanted to make sure of it.

She was set for one last climax. Both her legs were securely around his waist. The balls of her feet dug into his lower back as she drove her hips forward, forcing Roberto’s cock deep into her pussy. She held him so tightly it looked as though he was struggling to breathe at times. But he didn’t complain and just kept moaning as he drew closer as well.

“UH-UH-UH-UH-ONE MORE, ROBERTO!” she exclaimed, “ONE MORE AND YOU SURRENDER TO THE DARKNESS!”

“UH-UNGH-UH-UH-AUGH-MONET-UH-MONET-UH-AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

The Ring of Virgil flashed as Roberto’s face contorted in a maddened daze of ecstasy. His final release had overtaken him, filling him with both pleasure and darkness. As his cock exploded in a burst of cum inside Monet’s pussy, this dark feeling permanently etched itself onto his being. He had now embraced it so much that it was now practically a part of him. And as he gazed into Monet’s flashing eyes he knew there was no going back.

Monet smiled and moaned in ecstasy as she arched her back and held on for one last orgasm. This was the best yet. She could have all the mutant powers and all the book smarts in the world and it never would have made her feel this good. Waves of pleasure surged through her body, mixing with the darkness. The ring flashed one more time and so did her eyes. And as she gazed at Roberto she saw that his eyes flashed red as well, indicating that the darkness had consumed him. He was one of them now.

“I take it you’re convinced now?” said Monet as she rose up off him.

Roberto just nodded, too out of it to form words.

“Good, then this is what will happen,” she explained, “You’re going to put these books away, get dressed, and continue with your duties as if nothing is amiss. Then when the time is right, you will be called upon to make good on your deal with darkness. Do your part well and all your desires and ambitions will be fulfilled.”

Roberto cast a sinister smile, confirming her decree. Monet smiled back as she picked up her robe and put it back on. Looking at Roberto, she admired her work. He was a little bruised in some areas and she probably could have left fewer scratch marks, but it wasn’t bad for her first attempt at seduction. Roberto didn’t put up much resistance, but she still managed to really reel him in. Now Mistress Selene had another ally to help her accomplish her ultimate goal. Nobody except her knew what it was, but if what she experienced so far was any indication it was sure to be something for the ages.

Lorna’s Quarters

Life had taken many turns for Lorna. Some had been good and some had been pretty bad. But lately, nearly every turn her life took had been good. Since she joined the Hellfire Club, she had a lot more going for her. Visiting her mother was refreshing. The Hellfire doctors assured her they were keeping her comfortable and taking good care of her. With her physical and psychological ailments, there was no telling how much time she had. But just seeing her smile again was enough to make her feel better. Having Pietro around sure helped as well. Things between them continued to improve. He was still a bit cocky and a little arrogant at times, but he still had a sweet side. He was fiercely protective and supportive of her and had done a lot to help her assert herself in the Inner Circle. It was getting to a point where she really looked at him as family.

Wanda, however, was a different story. She didn’t take nearly as well to being a half-sister as she hoped. She was still distant around her and constantly critical of her. She often pointed out how she was weak at times and wasn’t really to really hurt people to get the job done. But she was only doing as much as she had to, just as Xavier taught her. But that wasn’t enough for Wanda. She got the feeling she was a little jealous of her because Pietro was caring for her more. But that probably wasn’t the only reason. Wanda had any number of issues and she had given up trying to figure her out.

Overall, they both helped her adjust to life in the Inner Circle in their own way. And Lord Xavier and Mistress Selene were pleased with her progress. She showed a willingness to attack their enemies, using her powers to full effect. Just last week she was able to kill a rival associate using just some paperclips. She also did her part at Club Hellfire. Emma and Jean helped her a lot in mastering the arts of sex and seduction. Alex Summers also gave her plenty of practice, but that was another story.

At the moment she was in her room, sorting out her outfit for her next shift. She had yet to develop her own style at the club. Kitty had her school girl outfit. Jubilee had this Asian kimono that she often used with great success. And Emma had the whole white theme. She was still working on hers. Standing in front of a mirror, she held up a couple of outfits to her body. She was wearing only green lingerie underwear with matching bra and panties. But she couldn’t just go on stage like this. She needed something to set her apart.

“Okay let’s see…I could go with the sexy cop uniform or the hippie,” she said, holding up both to her body, “I’m from San Francisco, the hippie capital of the world. But Alex always told me he thought the cop uniform looked good on me. Maybe I should just alternate between both.”

She did a few poses, trying to imagine what it would look like on stage in front of a crowd of horny men. Stripping was more art than science and she never would have guessed there was so much to it. But it was part of her Hellfire duties.

She thought about inviting Alex in so he could act as a ‘test subject’ for these outfits. She always enjoyed trying out new things with him. She smiled at some of the intimate moments they shared together. Even though she hooked up with some of the other male pawns, Alex was different. He was exciting and willing to take risks. He also wasn’t afraid to get a little extra passionate when he had to. Sometimes he went overboard, especially during training. It got him (and her for that matter) into trouble a few times. But she still had a soft spot for him. Except lately she was starting to worry.

She was about to set the outfits aside for the night when her door abruptly opened. Startled, Lorna instinctively covered up a bit using her costumes.

“Warren! Would it kill you to knock?” she scorned.

“Sorry,” he said in a flat tone, “But I need to talk to you.”

“Well can it wait? I have a shift at Club Hellfire in an hour,” said Lorna as she started gathering her things.

“Unfortunately it can’t.”

Warren then closed the door behind him and walked up to the young woman, who was still in just her bra and panties. Just looking at her, he could feel that dark urge growing inside him. The Ring of Virgil, which was on his left hand, could already sense it. A soul was near and it sought to corrupt it. And the darkness that was already inside him was fueling its hunger.

“Are you okay, Warren? You look a little…off,” said Lorna, backing away slightly as he walked up to her.

“I’m fine,” he told her, trying to maintain his demeanor, “I just came here to deliver a message from Mistress Selene. You should know, she’s taken quite an interest in you.”

“She has? Why? Did I do something wrong?”

“Of course not,” Warren assured her as he leered over her, “It’s not about anything you did or didn’t do. It’s a little more complicated than that, as things with Mistress Selene often are. But it involves certain issues I know you’ve been troubled by since you arrived. Namely your family.”

Lorna shifted uncomfortably. She respected and followed Mistress Selene as much as anybody else, but something about her always turned her off. And the idea of her taking interest in her mother or Pietro didn’t sit right for a second.

“You visited your mother recently, did you not?” said the winged mutant.

“Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?” asked Lorna.

“And Pietro went with you, didn’t he?”

“You didn’t answer my question, Warren,” she said in a more irked tone, “What does this have to do with Mistress Selene?”

“No need to get hostile,” he said in an innocent sounding tone, “Just tell me, for the sake of curiosity, how important it is that you have a good relationship with your family?”

Lorna looked at the older mutant strangely. He never took an interest in her before now. The only interaction she ever had with him was during sex rituals and even then he didn’t say much. Yet here he was asking her these very personal questions about her family, and on Mistress Selene’s behalf no less. It was a touchy subject that she didn’t even talk much about even with Alex. And the look she saw in Warren’s eyes wasn’t making her feel any less uncomfortable about this situation.

“I’m not entirely sure this is an appropriate time or place to have this conversation,” she said, “I really have to get going.”

“Just answer the question,” he pushed her, not letting her turn away, “How important is it?”

“It’s very important, okay!” said Lorna, getting more annoyed, “Shouldn’t that be a given?”

“Important as in just another facet of your life or important as in something that you consider a big part of who you are?”

“What does that even mean?” said Lorna dryly.

“Okay, let me phrase that another way,” said Warren, his calm tone never wavering “Do you feel it’s more important to you than it is to others? Perhaps they take it for granted, but you don’t.”

Lorna wasn’t sure whether Warren really wanted to know or if he was just reading from a script or something. His tone was so flat and emotionless, as if there was no light in his soul. His expression was so flat and his gaze so hallow. Her every inclination told her to look away, but something in his eyes kept her locked in. She still hesitated to answer, but she couldn’t turn away. So she answered.

“Okay, I admit it is a lot more important to me than it is to others. It always has been. I’m an only child to a single mother. I didn’t even know I had siblings up until recently. So yeah, it’s very important that I keep what few relationships I have.”

Warren smiled, which was his first real expression he showed since she entered. But it wasn’t a normal smile. It had a sinister undertone to it that made Lorna cringe a little. Then Warren inched closer to her. She backed away again, only to fall back onto the foot of her bed. She was still locked into Warren’s eyes. There was something in them that just wouldn’t let her look away. It didn’t help that she was only in her underwear. Then with his face mere inches from hers he whispered to her.

“You’re right. Family relationships are important. That’s why Mistress Selene wants to help you with yours. That’s why I’m here…to extend an offer from her to you.”

“An offer? What kind of an offer?” said Lorna warily.

“A special kind…one that will require you to embrace certain tenants you may not be comfortable with.”

Now Lorna was really concerned.

“Warren, I don’t think you should…”

“Relax, you worry too much,” he said with a dark grin, “What she’s offering is worth it, trust me. Here, let me give you a taste.”

Warren then leaned in and captured her lips in a deep kiss. It caught Lorna off guard, but she didn’t resist. The Ring of Virgil flashed dark red and Warren’s eyes flashed as well. Lorna tensed in a state of shock, as if something had struck her from within. In this state Warren pinned her down on her bed, holding her by her wrists down by her side and allowing his body weight to press against her. His overpowering demeanor left her no room to move. She was trapped and he wasn’t going to let her go until he filled her with darkness.

Lorna’s mind was spinning. As Warren kissed her, she felt this strange feeling consume her. It got her aroused, but at the same time it sent shivers down her spine. Something was trying to reach her. She didn’t know what it was, but it seemed to be emanating from Warren. She closed her eyes, but she still felt his penetrating gaze on her. She tried to move, but his grip was very strong. Either she had been weakened or Warren had been strengthened somehow. His kissing soon became more rough and fervent. He shoved his tongue into her mouth and nibbled on her lips. Then he trailed down her face and over her cleavage, biting through her bra at her nipple. It caused her tense in discomfort, but this feeling wouldn’t let her go.

She didn’t know what was going on. This dark energy that she felt in Warren’s presence was so overwhelming yet intoxicating. It was every feeling she had ever been denied. At times she even found herself kissing back, wanting to feel it more. But then when she opened her eyes and looked at Warren again, she saw something else. It was like he was daring her to let out every she ever had. It was so tempting, but something about it still didn’t seem right.

“Warren…wait!” she got out.

“Why wait? You want this, don’t you?”

He was right. A part of her did want this. But it wasn’t the part of her she wanted to let out. She closed her eyes again and looked away. Warren grabbed her face and tried to make her look him in the eye. But at this point Lorna had enough.

“Warren stop!” she commanded.

“Don’t resist,” he coaxed her, “You know it…”

But she didn’t let him finish.

“I said STOP!”

Suddenly, a lamp and a some metal jewelry rose up from her dresser and flew towards him. Before Warren to shield himself, it hit him right in the head.

“Augh!” he groaned in pain.

The lamp broke as it hit him on the head and the metal jewelry struck him right in the shoulder. Loosing his focus, he fell off her and stumbled to the floor. Lorna remained flat on her back, gasping for air. She was still in a dazed state of mind, but the feeling that had been trying to consume her was gone now. It had left with Warren.

The Ring of Virgil abruptly stopped glowing as did Warren’s eyes. Now he had a monster headache and it wasn’t just from the lamp. Looking up at Lorna, he saw that she was still out of it. She was holding her head, groaning in pain. It was as if something hit her as well. Then he looked down at the ring and it dawned on him.

‘Damn it! She rejected it!’

Mistress Selene warned him of this. The Ring of Virgil was a powerful relic, but like all relics it had its limits. It could only corrupt souls that were predisposed for darkness. Lorna’s obviously wasn’t one of them. For a moment it seemed as though she was giving in, but there was too much goodness in her for the darkness to consume her. That meant she would not join them as Mistress Selene hoped. She would remain on the outside. But that was a secondary concern at the moment.

“Ugh, Lorna? Lorna, what the hell?!” exclaimed Warren as he rose up.

“Hnn…Warren?” she groaned as she rose up from the bed, “What the hell just happened?”

“What do you mean what just happened?! You just…”

But he stopped in mid sentence as he looked back down at the ring. He saw it flash briefly and quickly realized what it just did. Mistress Selene warned him that some may resist the darkness. And for those that did successfully, they couldn’t have them running to Lord Xavier. So she had a fail-safe spell instilled on the ring. If someone successfully resisted the darkness, they would suffer a brief memory loss. It would prevent them from going to Lord Xavier and prevent him from picking up on their stray thoughts.

With this in mind, Warren recollected himself and addressed the young woman as casually as he could.

“Nothing, I just stopped by to tell you you’re shift begins soon.”

Lorna looked at him strangely. But then she looked over at her clock radio and it showed he was right. It was close to her shift. She groaned again, unable to remember what just happened. She remembered coming back to her room, sifting through some clothes, but after that it was a total blank. She didn’t even remember falling asleep on her bed. She must have been having a bad dream or something because she was short of breath and had a major headache. But whatever it had been it was gone from her mind now.

“Right…my shift. Sorry, I must have dozed off or something,” she said, rubbing her head, “Oh man, my head hurts. What happened?”

“I don’t know,” Warren lied, “But hurry up. And sorry about your lamp. I sort of tripped over it.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she said, looking over at the mess, “Just tell Lord Xavier I’m on my way.”

Warren nodded. He looked at her closely before leaving to make sure she really didn’t remember what just happened. Once he was satisfied he left her room, still rubbing his head. Lorna wasn’t the strongest girl in the world, but she knew how to use those powers of hers. He could see why Mistress Selene wanted her. But it looked as though they were going to have to find another way to get her involved. He tempted her with darkness and she resisted. That meant she had more good in her than darkness. It was frustrating, but at least she wouldn’t remember anything. And knowing Mistress Selene, she had a backup plan. One way or another, she would get what she want. She always did.

George Washington Bridge

It was late at night and the skies over Manhattan had opened up. A steady rain began falling shortly after sunset and it had been pouring all through the night. It made for a dreary, slow evening. Traffic was slowed and few pedestrians braved such weather. But there were some who braved the late hour and the weather to conduct their affairs. Charles Xavier and Moria MacTaggart had never been averse to scheduling unusual meetings at unusual times. Tonight was no exception. Near the entrance to the George Washington Bridge, they parked their limousine at a vacant corner. Sage was the driver, who also made sure they had an appropriate cover. Officially, they were out for an emergency business meeting with one of Hellfire’s many subsidies. But unofficially, they had another meeting scheduled.

“It’s almost one,” said Moria as she checked her watch, “They should be here by now.”

“They’ll be here,” said Xavier confidently, “They’re never late.”

“They’re cutting it close,” she said, her voice wrought with concern, “Are you sure about this, Charles? Bringing them in is risky, especially at this stage.”

“I know, but we need as many allies as we can get,” said the Black King.

“Too many and Selene may get suspicious.”

“Which is why we must make sure they are allies we can trust,” said Charles strongly, “And I trust these two more than the vast majority of the Hellfire army. Moreover, they have skills we may need.”

Moria didn’t argue that. Plotting within the Hellfire Club was always a risky venture. Skills were important and so was trust. Bravery was also a must. Most people, even those within the Hellfire Club’s vast organization, weren’t foolhardy enough to oppose Selene. For the few that dared, every move had to be made with the utmost care. She and Xavier built their power on such careful planning, but the challenge before them was different. This wasn’t just a plot. It was a lifeline that had to have all the right pieces if it was to work.

She checked her watch again and it now read one in the morning on the dot. Seconds later, an unmarked black van pulled up next to the limo and two familiar figures stepped out. It was Remy and Ororo, fresh off their latest job from Sinister. Grabbing an umbrella, Xavier stepped out as well, holding the door for her as he addressed his two most trusted thieves.

“Thank you for meeting me out here,” he said, “I apologize for the unorthodox location and the ungodly hour of the night.”

“It’s okay, sir. We’re used to it,” said Ororo, “But we’ll have to make this quick. Sinister expects this latest shipment of chemicals to be in his possession within the hour.”

“It won’t take long, I assure you,” said the Black King, “I don’t think I need to tell you that this meeting is completely off the record.”

“Oui, we know the drill, boss. You don’t need to mince words. We all know what this is about,” said Remy, “So what do you say we ditch the formalities and get on with it?”

Xavier turned towards Moria, who just nodded in affirmation. Time was short and they had to be clear about this.

“I’m sure ye both know how active Sinister has been lately,” said Moria, “And ye should also know we’ve been watching him.”

“And how’s that going?” inquired Ororo.

“About as well as any investigation can for a man like Sinister,” Xavier answered.

“In other words, you don’t have squat,” said Remy.

“The man covers his tracks well. Would you expect anything less from him?” said Moria, “But we all know he’s planning something. We also suspect Selene may be planning something as well.”

“Oh that can’t be good,” said Remy, “Those two is bad enough on their own!”

“That’s putting it mildly,” said Ororo in a serious tone, “And I take it she’s covering her tracks as well.”

“She always does and we will continue to monitor them both, but do not expect them to reveal much,” said Xavier, “That is why Moria and I have been putting together a contingency plan. Should either one of them make a move, we’ll be ready for them.”

“Sounds like the smart thing to do,” said Remy, “So why is we here?”

Xavier stepped closer, his expression shifting. He let his stern, business-like demeanor fade and shift to a man just reaching out to a trusted friend.

“Because you both are a major part of this,” he told them, “Do you think Sinister is just going to stand by and let you walk free knowing what you know?”

“The thought had crossed our minds,” said Ororo, “I’ve been around enough men like Sinister to know true scum when I see it.”

“And have you made any plans to counter his agenda?” questioned Moria, “Because you know he’ll move on you if he thinks it will help his agenda.”

Ororo and Remy exchanged looks. As good as they were at thieving, planning these kinds of things were not their strong point. They knew it and with all the work they had been doing, there had been so little time.

“We’re…still working on it,” admitted Remy with a sheepish grin.

Xavier smiled. At least they had the right mindset.

“In that case you can be in on ours,” he said, “That is why we called you here. You are two of the Hellfire Club’s most skilled and trusted thieves. If we’re to cover all loose ends, you will need to be in on this.”

“You’re too kind, Charles,” grinned Ororo, “What exactly do you have in mind?”

The Black King then reached into his shirt and pulled out a small unmarked folder.

“It’s a bit drastic in some ways, but then again all plans must be whenever they involve Sinister and Selene,” said Xavier, “You’ll find that some of the details require a bit of sacrifice on all our parts, but it’s nothing I cannot generously compensate for you later.”

He then gave to Ororo and allowed her and Remy to look over it under the umbrella. Inside were some papers, pictures, and maps that detailed part of their plan. They couldn’t tell them everything, but they could tell them enough for them to be ready. And when they saw it they were shocked. Charles Xavier was nothing if not ambitious and this was quite an ambitious plan. Some of what was laid out for them wasn’t very appealing, but at its core it did some like the most logical way to combat someone like Sinister.

“Damn, you like goin’ over the top, don’t ya?” laughed Remy.

“I wouldn’t call it over the top,” said Xavier with a grin, “Think of it like a game of chess. You sacrifice the small pieces before making your way to the big ones.”

“An interesting yet appropriate strategy,” said Ororo, looking just as bemused as Remy, “Exactly how involved with this do you expect us to be?”

“That is difficult to say. Remember we’ll have to keep our distance,” said Xavier, “Sinister and Selene are mad, but they aren’t ignorant. If they suspect anything they will not hesitate to find out. That is why we need you two in the loop.”

“What about the other pawns? Can’t they be in on this?” asked Remy.

“I’m afraid not,” said Moria, “Selene watches them closer than she watches ye two. We need to keep the people involved in this plan in a strictly limited basis. The fewer people who know about it the better.”

“That I understand, but without extra help that’s only going to make it harder,” said Ororo as she looked over a few more documents.

“The best plans are meant to be hard,” said Xavier, “You of all people should know that. We’re dealing with forces that are very powerful and very resourceful. Therefore, we must be every bit as powerful and resourceful ourselves. You know as well as I do that we cannot let Sinister or Selene further their agenda. It would not be in the best interests of the organization. And besides, how long have you been waiting for a chance to strike back at them?”

Ororo looked at her long time employer and mentor and smiled. Charles Xavier knew how to get his point across. It was part of what made him such a good businessman and leader. Even in the face of such a daunting challenge, he was relaxed and calm. This kind of plan carried with it untold risks and it was asking more of her and Remy than he had ever asked before. But if working for Sinister these past few months had taught her anything, it was that some people just couldn’t be trusted. And the only way to protect herself was to fight back.

“What do you need from us?” she asked intently.

Xavier smiled in approval. No matter how big a challenge the Hellfire Club had, Ororo Munroe never shied away from it. He then turned to Remy.

“What about you, Remy? Are you going to contribute as well?” asked Charles.

Remy looked at the contents of the file one last time and shook his head in amazement. It was risky, volatile, and downright crazy in a ways. In other words it was just the kind of job he was best at. And if Ororo was going through with it, so was he.

“Has Remy ever turned you down before?” he said, “Lay it on us, boss. What do you need?”

Xavier closed the file and put it back in his jacket, sealing it away from any further eyes. He then turned towards Moria, who nodded in approval. She was convinced of their resolve just as much as he was. They would need that resolve is they were to successfully pull off what they were going to do.

“First off, you’re going to keep doing your jobs for Sinister as if nothing is amiss. As far as he’s concerned, you never made this little pit stop,” explained Xavier, “Second, you’re going to bring Deadpool in on this. But tell him only what we tell you to.”

“Sounds easy enough,” said Ororo, “But why does Deadpool have to be involved? He’ll just make a mess of things.”

“He’ll serve his purpose, I assure you. But that’s another story,” said Xavier with an ominous grin, “Your roles will be much more active per se. So listen carefully. Because what I’m about to tell you will have far reaching consequences for everybody.”

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Up next: Sinister gets a brief glimpse of the fruits of his labor as a rift within the Inner Circle continues to grow.