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A render for 's Hell Hath No Fury - Part 3The boat cut through the clear blue waters of the Aegean, the wind blowing across the deck.Red Angel stood on the rear deck, her face expressionless. Katya stood at the wheel, looking up at the island they were approaching."We're getting close," Katya said, gazing at the small isle looming in the distance. "Have you ever been here before, Natasha?""No," Red Angel said emotionlessly."Well, that shouldn't matter," Katya said as her blonde hair whipped behind her. "As long as you are a known associate of Aegea, we should be able to gain access." The KGB agent had changed out of her bikini and back into her black jumpsuit."Yes," Red Angel said blankly."The cult here are all women," Katya went on, staring out at the approaching isle. "Legend has it that a group of priestesses fled the island of Rhodes centuries ago and took up residence here, swearing themselves to a vow of chastity and secrecy. They have lived there ever since, guarding the secret of a weapon that their ancestors left behind." She sighed. "Of course, I don't know why I'm telling you all this, since you're in a mindless trance anyway. You probably can't even hear a word I'm saying.""Yes," Red Angel said flatly.Katya frowned. "Well, you're quite the invigorating company," she muttered. "If only you had stayed loyal to the Motherland, Natasha. We could have used your strength and power." She reached over and stroked Red Angel's face with one hand, the other still on the wheel. "But it seems even superhumans have their weaknesses.""Yes," Red Angel said, her gaze fixed ahead.Katya laughed. "Don't worry, Natasha. When this is all done I'll make sure you don't remember any of it. Colonel Voronin and I will have some fun, and then you'll go back to living your happy little life." She stroked the Russian heroine's bare flank, running her fingers over the smooth skin. "Hmm, too bad we don't have time for any fun right now, isn't it, comrade?"The boat drew up to the dock. A beautiful red-haired woman appeared, wearing a skimpy white skirt and armored bronze and leather breastplate that did little to hide her lush, youthful body. Her hair was done in a long braid that hung down her back. Armored leather boots were on her feet. "Welcome," the woman said, her hands clasped in front of her. She had an accent, though Katya could not quite place it. "I am Sister Sophia. What brings you here, my child?""Good evening, sister." Katya's smile was pleasant and warm. "I am Agent Volkova of the Soviet Union. I've come seeking an audience with the head priestess of your order.""You seek an audience with the high priestess?" Sophia looked troubled. She gave a slight shake of her head. "I'm sorry, but I cannot grant you that, Agent Volkova.""It is very important," Katya insisted. "The Soviet Union has a vested interest in this, sister."Sophia shook her head. "No, I am afraid I cannot. You should not even know of the existence of this island at all. What you are asking is quite impossible.""I am Red Angel, a member of the ESU." Red Angel stepped forward. Her eyes still had a glassy look to them, but her voice was strong and confident. "I am a colleague of Aegea. I will vouch for Agent Volkova. This is a matter of utmost importance, Sister Sophia.""Red Angel..." Sophia frowned. "Yes, I have heard of you." She looked the tall, powerful Russian superheroine over. "This is...highly unusual. We have heard nothing from Aegea about receiving visitors...""I have no time to explain," Katya said. "My words are for your High Priestess and her alone."Sophia hesitated, her face showing the thoughts warring in her mind. Finally she gave a nod of her head. "Very well," she said. "You may enter.""Thank you." Katya's smile was thin and sharp. "Lead the way."Sophia turned and led them off the dock and inland.***Wake.Night Raven stirred.She could feel her eyelids fluttering. The world was dark and blurry.Wake.Her vision swam, then finally came into focus. Night Raven blinked."Buenos dias, Miss Blackstone." Mariposa raised an eyebrow as she looked down at Night Raven's crumpled form in the bottom of the closet. "Or should I rather say buenas tardes?""Mariposa..." Night Raven croaked. She struggled to push herself up to her knees. "Where...?""You are in Red Angel's bedroom. Or rather, in the closet of her room." Mariposa tilted her head. "As for the rest, I was hoping you could tell me."Night Raven rubbed her temples, her head swimming. "I don't know. I was talking to Red Angel, and...""And what?" Mariposa said. "Did she attack you?""No." Night Raven blinked. "But something's wrong with her.""What do you mean, wrong?""I don't know." Night Raven's brow furrowed. "She wasn't responding. I think someone must have done something to her. I can't remember. Oh god, my head...""Take a moment to recover your senses," Mariposa said. She pressed two fingers to the side of her head and closed her eyes for several seconds, then reopened them. "Red Angel is no longer on Rhodes.""No longer...?""She has left the island with someone. I don't know who."An image of a blond woman with a pistol flashed into Night Raven's head, but it was gone just as fast. She shook her head. "Okay, well, that's not good. We need to find her.""Yes." Mariposa's dark eyes glittered. "She has left Rhodes, but she hasn't gone far. There is an island nearby, less than an hour away by boat.""An island?""I have seen images in the minds of the people here." Mariposa gave a tight-lipped smile. "It is a temple inhabited by a group of women. A convent of some kind, apparently. I believe that is where we will find Red Angel.""But why would she go there?" Night Raven got to her feet, her legs still wobbling. She leaned against the wall, then collapsed into a chair. "Oh wow. I'm still dizzy...""Red Angel might be in trouble." Mariposa looked over the room, her eyes narrowing. "We should go after her.""We should tell the others." Night Raven tried to stand, but collapsed back into the chair. "Aegea will--""There is no time." Mariposa's face was like a mask. "We must leave immediately. We cannot let anything happen to Red Angel." She made a face. "Besides, our colleagues are busy with the pageant. Last I saw Aegea, she was challenging the strongest men on the island to an arm wrestling contest. The press were eating it up." She sighed. "No, it is best we go on our own."Night Raven shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs. "What about Misfit and Skimmer?"Mariposa crossed her arms under her full breasts and sighed. “Misfit went looking for Skimmer. I believe she was intent on finding a…good time.”Night Raven looked up at Mariposa. "Well, the two of us should probably be enough to handle anything Red Angel is involved in. And besides, we can always radio for backup if we need it."Mariposa nodded. "I think you are right. Let's go."Night Raven stumbled to her feet and followed the Spanish superheroine out of the hotel room and into the hall."So, how do we get to this island?" Night Raven asked."We'll hire a boat." Mariposa strode down the hallway towards the stairs."Ugh." Night Raven blinked her eyes, stifling a yawn. "I still feel sick. I hope the waves aren't big. I don't want to end up tossing my lunch.""Do not worry, I know some tricks." Mariposa turned and put her hand on Night Raven's forehead.Night Raven froze. "What are you--?""Shh. Just relax." Mariposa closed her eyes for a moment. "There."Night Raven felt a sense of peace come over her. Her sickness, nausea, and dizziness vanished entirely. She opened her eyes and stared at Mariposa. "How did you--?"Mariposa gave a slight smile as she turned back towards the stairs. "I told you, I have some tricks. Now hurry up. I want to be back before Aegea finds out we are gone and gets her panties all in a twist."***"Here," Sophia said. "This is where the High Priestess lives. She will see you now."They stood before a large set of double doors, made from carved wood. Two other women stood guard on either side, spears held in their hands. Both had the same armored breastplates and short white skirts as Sophia. Their beautiful young bodies were on full display, their hair long and dark.,"Very well," Katya said, giving a smile. "Lead the way."The guards opened the doors and Sophia led them inside.The room was large, with stone walls and floor. A bed stood at one end, covered with a silken sheet, with a large window overlooking the Aegean Sea. In the center of the room was a large square ceremonial pool, the water clear and cool. Large mirrors stood against either wall.As they entered a woman stood from the pool, water dripping from her naked skin. She was older than the other women, perhaps in her forties, but still strikingly beautiful. She had dark brown hair, falling in long curls down her shoulders, and her eyes were deep and wise."Hello, sisters." The High Priestess smiled, her eyes glinting. She was tall, with a long and graceful neck, her breasts high and proud on her chest. She wore a small golden necklace, a single jewel hanging from the chain. "I was not expecting guests.","I know you were not expecting us." Katya stepped forward, her smile cold. "We are here on behalf of the Soviet Union. We respectfully request to see the weapon that is rumored to be on this island.""I was not aware," the High Priestess said as she rose from the water, "that the Soviet Union had any authority over our island."Sophia bowed and backed out of the room, closing the chamber doors softly behind her and leaving the three women alone."We seek only the peace and security of the world," Katya replied. "The Soviet Union wants nothing more than the peaceful coexistence of all people. But some powers cannot be allowed to remain unchecked. And the power we speak of, this weapon that you are guarding, is one that could lead to the enslavement of all humanity.","And that is exactly why we guard the great evil that exists here." The High Priestess took a towel from where it lay on a nearby stand and dried herself off. "The evil was brought here and contained centuries ago to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands. To protect the innocent.""That's what the Soviet Union seeks, High Priestess," Katya said with earnestness. "Please, if I might be allowed to just...see the weapon.""It is not a weapon," the High Priestess said curtly. "It is a great evil, something that should never be unleashed. It was brought here and entrusted to us by the gods. We have sworn to protect it.""But surely," Katya said, her voice soft and soothing. "Surely there is some way for the Soviet Union to see it, to understand what you are protecting. We can be trusted."The High Priestess's eyes narrowed. "Knowledge is a dangerous thing. You should not be here. You and your country want this evil for your own selfish purposes. You do not even know what it is or how to control it." The High Priestess turned, dropping the towel back onto the stand and picking up a white, revealing chiton. "We will not surrender the weapon to the Soviet Union. You can go home now."Katya sighed. "And here I was hoping that we could do things the easy way," she sighed.The High Priestess finished putting on her chiton, but her eyes flared with anger. "You need to leave. Now. I no longer--""Red Angel, restrain her." Katya gave a sly smile.Red Angel moved, stepping forward with a quick grace, her powerful hands reaching for the priestess.The High Priestess stepped back, her mouth falling open. "No!" She looked over at the blank-faced heroine. "What--hrghmmpphhh!"Red Angel grasped the priestess with her powerful metal arm, lifting the beautiful woman off the floor. She clamped her other hand over the High Priestess's mouth, muffling her."Sorry, High Priestess." Katya smirked. She pulled a small injection gun out of her belt and walked towards the High Priestess. "I really wanted to avoid this...unpleasantness, but I'm afraid you've made it necessary. I'm going to inject you with a strong sedative. It will make you feel quite warm and happy, I assure you. Just a little sting now.""Hrghhmmphh!" The High Priestess struggled and kicked, but she could not break free of Red Angel's superstrong grip.Katya pressed the gun against the priestess's neck. "Shhh. Just relax now." She squeezed the trigger and the injection gun gave a small hiss."Hrghmmp!" The High Priestess jerked her head, but almost immediately she began to slacken, her eyelids drooping."There, there," Katya said gently. "I know you must be feeling quite tired. Let's get you onto the bed, shall we?""Hrrn," the High Priestess murmured, her face flushed and her eyes heavy."Natasha," Katya said in a stern voice. "Carry her to the bed and drop her there.""Yes." Red Angel carried the moaning High Priestess over to the bed in the room and dropped her limp body on the mattress. "Perfect." Katya glanced over at the Red Angel as she crossed over to the bed. "Guard the door, Natasha.""Yes." Red Angel strode to the door, her body tensed and ready for action."Alright," Katya said as she rolled the High Priestess over onto her back. "That wasn't so bad, was it? I know you're feeling very drowsy and relaxed right now." She ran her fingers along the side of the priestess's face, brushing the woman's dark hair back."Nghhh..." The High Priestess moaned. Her eyelids were fluttering and her breath was coming in long, slow sighs."Shhh, it's alright," Katya hushed her. "I just have a couple questions for you and then you can go to sleep. Where is the weapon being kept?""Hnnnn..." The High Priestess moaned. Her legs moved sluggishly underneath her and she seemed unable to keep her head still."Focus." Katya tapped the High Priestess's cheek with her finger. "The weapon. Where is it?""In...the main...chamber..." the High Priestess mumbled. Her words were slurred and her eyes were unfocused. "Past...the courtyard.""Thank you," Katya said sweetly. "And how do I get access to the weapon itself?""Hnnn..." the High Priestess groaned, her thighs rubbing together. "Must...have...key.""A key, huh?" Katya gave a chuckle. "And where is this key?""My...necklace...""Your necklace?" Katya lifted the large pendant hanging around the High Priestess's neck. Itwas beautifully shaped, with a large jewel at the center. "This necklace?""Hnnn..." The priestess moaned, her hips twisting."Well, this is a pretty little thing," Katya said with a smirk. She held the necklace up to the light, letting the gem catch the candlelight. "I think I'll borrow it for a bit. I'm sure you won't mind, since you’ll be napping. One last question, and then you can sleep. How do I get past the guards?""Nnnghh…" the High Priestess groaned. She seemed incapable of forming a coherent word, much less a sentence."Oh dear," Katya said. "I think someone is starting to get a little too sleepy. You seem a little too far gone to answer." She stroked the High Priestess's thigh, her touch gentle. "Just tell me one last little answer, and then you go right to sleep, I promise. Now how do I get past the guards?""Door..." the High Priestess moaned, her thighs writhing."Yes, we go through the doors. Then what?" Katya's voice was a whisper."Nooo..." the High Priestess moaned. "S-secret...door...in…the mir…mirrorrr..."“In the mirror?” Katya raised an eyebrow. “How do I activate it?”“Use…the neck…necklassss….”"Of course." Katya stroked the priestess's cheek. "Well, you have been a great help. Thank you. Go to sleep now.""Hnnn..." the High Priestess sighed, her head lolling. Her eyes slid shut and she went still.Katya watched her for several minutes, making sure she was truly asleep, then she reached down and stroked the slumbering woman's face. "Sweet dreams. Too bad you won't remember any of this when you wake up." She got up and looked over at Red Angel. "Come here."Red Angel obediently walked over to where Katya stood. Katya put the necklace onto the heroine, then gave her a little slap on the ass. "You're doing great, Natasha. Now go to those mirrors and see if anything happens. I doubt there's a magic door or anything, but you never know..."Red Angel blankly walked up to the first mirror, staring into it at her mesmerized reflection. Nothing happened.“Not sure exactly what I was expecting,” Katya muttered as she scratched her head. "Oh well. Walk over to the other mirror, Natasha."Red Angel crossed the room to the second mirror. The pendant around her neck gleamed brightly and the mirror began to soften, looking almost like silver liquid flowing in a silent sea.“Well I’ll be,” Katya said, momentarily stunned. She walked over beside Red Angel and tentatively put a hand and then her whole arm into the shimmering mirror, then withdrew it again. “That priestess might have been telling the truth after all…”"Yes," Red Angel said in a monotone.Katya grinned and pushed Red Angel forward. "Let's go, Natasha. It's time for both of us to serve the Motherland."

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A render for 's Hell Hath No Fury - Part 3The boat cut through the clear blue waters of the Aegean, the wind blowing across the deck.Red Angel stood on the rear deck, her face expressionless. Katya stood at the wheel, looking up at the island they were approaching."We're getting close," Katya said, gazing at the small isle looming in the distance. "Have you ever been here before, Natasha?""No," Red Angel said emotionlessly."Well, that shouldn't matter," Katya said as her blonde hair whipped behind her. "As long as you are a known associate of Aegea, we should be able to gain access." The KGB agent had changed out of her bikini and back into her black jumpsuit."Yes," Red Angel said blankly."The cult here are all women," Katya went on, staring out at the approaching isle. "Legend has it that a group of priestesses fled the island of Rhodes centuries ago and took up residence here, swearing themselves to a vow of chastity and secrecy. They have lived there ever since, guarding the secret of a weapon that their ancestors left behind." She sighed. "Of course, I don't know why I'm telling you all this, since you're in a mindless trance anyway. You probably can't even hear a word I'm saying.""Yes," Red Angel said flatly.Katya frowned. "Well, you're quite the invigorating company," she muttered. "If only you had stayed loyal to the Motherland, Natasha. We could have used your strength and power." She reached over and stroked Red Angel's face with one hand, the other still on the wheel. "But it seems even superhumans have their weaknesses.""Yes," Red Angel said, her gaze fixed ahead.Katya laughed. "Don't worry, Natasha. When this is all done I'll make sure you don't remember any of it. Colonel Voronin and I will have some fun, and then you'll go back to living your happy little life." She stroked the Russian heroine's bare flank, running her fingers over the smooth skin. "Hmm, too bad we don't have time for any fun right now, isn't it, comrade?"The boat drew up to the dock. A beautiful red-haired woman appeared, wearing a skimpy white skirt and armored bronze and leather breastplate that did little to hide her lush, youthful body. Her hair was done in a long braid that hung down her back. Armored leather boots were on her feet. "Welcome," the woman said, her hands clasped in front of her. She had an accent, though Katya could not quite place it. "I am Sister Sophia. What brings you here, my child?""Good evening, sister." Katya's smile was pleasant and warm. "I am Agent Volkova of the Soviet Union. I've come seeking an audience with the head priestess of your order.""You seek an audience with the high priestess?" Sophia looked troubled. She gave a slight shake of her head. "I'm sorry, but I cannot grant you that, Agent Volkova.""It is very important," Katya insisted. "The Soviet Union has a vested interest in this, sister."Sophia shook her head. "No, I am afraid I cannot. You should not even know of the existence of this island at all. What you are asking is quite impossible.""I am Red Angel, a member of the ESU." Red Angel stepped forward. Her eyes still had a glassy look to them, but her voice was strong and confident. "I am a colleague of Aegea. I will vouch for Agent Volkova. This is a matter of utmost importance, Sister Sophia.""Red Angel..." Sophia frowned. "Yes, I have heard of you." She looked the tall, powerful Russian superheroine over. "This is...highly unusual. We have heard nothing from Aegea about receiving visitors...""I have no time to explain," Katya said. "My words are for your High Priestess and her alone."Sophia hesitated, her face showing the thoughts warring in her mind. Finally she gave a nod of her head. "Very well," she said. "You may enter.""Thank you." Katya's smile was thin and sharp. "Lead the way."Sophia turned and led them off the dock and inland.***Wake.Night Raven stirred.She could feel her eyelids fluttering. The world was dark and blurry.Wake.Her vision swam, then finally came into focus. Night Raven blinked."Buenos dias, Miss Blackstone." Mariposa raised an eyebrow as she looked down at Night Raven's crumpled form in the bottom of the closet. "Or should I rather say buenas tardes?""Mariposa..." Night Raven croaked. She struggled to push herself up to her knees. "Where...?""You are in Red Angel's bedroom. Or rather, in the closet of her room." Mariposa tilted her head. "As for the rest, I was hoping you could tell me."Night Raven rubbed her temples, her head swimming. "I don't know. I was talking to Red Angel, and...""And what?" Mariposa said. "Did she attack you?""No." Night Raven blinked. "But something's wrong with her.""What do you mean, wrong?""I don't know." Night Raven's brow furrowed. "She wasn't responding. I think someone must have done something to her. I can't remember. Oh god, my head...""Take a moment to recover your senses," Mariposa said. She pressed two fingers to the side of her head and closed her eyes for several seconds, then reopened them. "Red Angel is no longer on Rhodes.""No longer...?""She has left the island with someone. I don't know who."An image of a blond woman with a pistol flashed into Night Raven's head, but it was gone just as fast. She shook her head. "Okay, well, that's not good. We need to find her.""Yes." Mariposa's dark eyes glittered. "She has left Rhodes, but she hasn't gone far. There is an island nearby, less than an hour away by boat.""An island?""I have seen images in the minds of the people here." Mariposa gave a tight-lipped smile. "It is a temple inhabited by a group of women. A convent of some kind, apparently. I believe that is where we will find Red Angel.""But why would she go there?" Night Raven got to her feet, her legs still wobbling. She leaned against the wall, then collapsed into a chair. "Oh wow. I'm still dizzy...""Red Angel might be in trouble." Mariposa looked over the room, her eyes narrowing. "We should go after her.""We should tell the others." Night Raven tried to stand, but collapsed back into the chair. "Aegea will--""There is no time." Mariposa's face was like a mask. "We must leave immediately. We cannot let anything happen to Red Angel." She made a face. "Besides, our colleagues are busy with the pageant. Last I saw Aegea, she was challenging the strongest men on the island to an arm wrestling contest. The press were eating it up." She sighed. "No, it is best we go on our own."Night Raven shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs. "What about Misfit and Skimmer?"Mariposa crossed her arms under her full breasts and sighed. “Misfit went looking for Skimmer. I believe she was intent on finding a…good time.”Night Raven looked up at Mariposa. "Well, the two of us should probably be enough to handle anything Red Angel is involved in. And besides, we can always radio for backup if we need it."Mariposa nodded. "I think you are right. Let's go."Night Raven stumbled to her feet and followed the Spanish superheroine out of the hotel room and into the hall."So, how do we get to this island?" Night Raven asked."We'll hire a boat." Mariposa strode down the hallway towards the stairs."Ugh." Night Raven blinked her eyes, stifling a yawn. "I still feel sick. I hope the waves aren't big. I don't want to end up tossing my lunch.""Do not worry, I know some tricks." Mariposa turned and put her hand on Night Raven's forehead.Night Raven froze. "What are you--?""Shh. Just relax." Mariposa closed her eyes for a moment. "There."Night Raven felt a sense of peace come over her. Her sickness, nausea, and dizziness vanished entirely. She opened her eyes and stared at Mariposa. "How did you--?"Mariposa gave a slight smile as she turned back towards the stairs. "I told you, I have some tricks. Now hurry up. I want to be back before Aegea finds out we are gone and gets her panties all in a twist."***"Here," Sophia said. "This is where the High Priestess lives. She will see you now."They stood before a large set of double doors, made from carved wood. Two other women stood guard on either side, spears held in their hands. Both had the same armored breastplates and short white skirts as Sophia. Their beautiful young bodies were on full display, their hair long and dark.,"Very well," Katya said, giving a smile. "Lead the way."The guards opened the doors and Sophia led them inside.The room was large, with stone walls and floor. A bed stood at one end, covered with a silken sheet, with a large window overlooking the Aegean Sea. In the center of the room was a large square ceremonial pool, the water clear and cool. Large mirrors stood against either wall.As they entered a woman stood from the pool, water dripping from her naked skin. She was older than the other women, perhaps in her forties, but still strikingly beautiful. She had dark brown hair, falling in long curls down her shoulders, and her eyes were deep and wise."Hello, sisters." The High Priestess smiled, her eyes glinting. She was tall, with a long and graceful neck, her breasts high and proud on her chest. She wore a small golden necklace, a single jewel hanging from the chain. "I was not expecting guests.","I know you were not expecting us." Katya stepped forward, her smile cold. "We are here on behalf of the Soviet Union. We respectfully request to see the weapon that is rumored to be on this island.""I was not aware," the High Priestess said as she rose from the water, "that the Soviet Union had any authority over our island."Sophia bowed and backed out of the room, closing the chamber doors softly behind her and leaving the three women alone."We seek only the peace and security of the world," Katya replied. "The Soviet Union wants nothing more than the peaceful coexistence of all people. But some powers cannot be allowed to remain unchecked. And the power we speak of, this weapon that you are guarding, is one that could lead to the enslavement of all humanity.","And that is exactly why we guard the great evil that exists here." The High Priestess took a towel from where it lay on a nearby stand and dried herself off. "The evil was brought here and contained centuries ago to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands. To protect the innocent.""That's what the Soviet Union seeks, High Priestess," Katya said with earnestness. "Please, if I might be allowed to just...see the weapon.""It is not a weapon," the High Priestess said curtly. "It is a great evil, something that should never be unleashed. It was brought here and entrusted to us by the gods. We have sworn to protect it.""But surely," Katya said, her voice soft and soothing. "Surely there is some way for the Soviet Union to see it, to understand what you are protecting. We can be trusted."The High Priestess's eyes narrowed. "Knowledge is a dangerous thing. You should not be here. You and your country want this evil for your own selfish purposes. You do not even know what it is or how to control it." The High Priestess turned, dropping the towel back onto the stand and picking up a white, revealing chiton. "We will not surrender the weapon to the Soviet Union. You can go home now."Katya sighed. "And here I was hoping that we could do things the easy way," she sighed.The High Priestess finished putting on her chiton, but her eyes flared with anger. "You need to leave. Now. I no longer--""Red Angel, restrain her." Katya gave a sly smile.Red Angel moved, stepping forward with a quick grace, her powerful hands reaching for the priestess.The High Priestess stepped back, her mouth falling open. "No!" She looked over at the blank-faced heroine. "What--hrghmmpphhh!"Red Angel grasped the priestess with her powerful metal arm, lifting the beautiful woman off the floor. She clamped her other hand over the High Priestess's mouth, muffling her."Sorry, High Priestess." Katya smirked. She pulled a small injection gun out of her belt and walked towards the High Priestess. "I really wanted to avoid this...unpleasantness, but I'm afraid you've made it necessary. I'm going to inject you with a strong sedative. It will make you feel quite warm and happy, I assure you. Just a little sting now.""Hrghhmmphh!" The High Priestess struggled and kicked, but she could not break free of Red Angel's superstrong grip.Katya pressed the gun against the priestess's neck. "Shhh. Just relax now." She squeezed the trigger and the injection gun gave a small hiss."Hrghmmp!" The High Priestess jerked her head, but almost immediately she began to slacken, her eyelids drooping."There, there," Katya said gently. "I know you must be feeling quite tired. Let's get you onto the bed, shall we?""Hrrn," the High Priestess murmured, her face flushed and her eyes heavy."Natasha," Katya said in a stern voice. "Carry her to the bed and drop her there.""Yes." Red Angel carried the moaning High Priestess over to the bed in the room and dropped her limp body on the mattress. "Perfect." Katya glanced over at the Red Angel as she crossed over to the bed. "Guard the door, Natasha.""Yes." Red Angel strode to the door, her body tensed and ready for action."Alright," Katya said as she rolled the High Priestess over onto her back. "That wasn't so bad, was it? I know you're feeling very drowsy and relaxed right now." She ran her fingers along the side of the priestess's face, brushing the woman's dark hair back."Nghhh..." The High Priestess moaned. Her eyelids were fluttering and her breath was coming in long, slow sighs."Shhh, it's alright," Katya hushed her. "I just have a couple questions for you and then you can go to sleep. Where is the weapon being kept?""Hnnnn..." The High Priestess moaned. Her legs moved sluggishly underneath her and she seemed unable to keep her head still."Focus." Katya tapped the High Priestess's cheek with her finger. "The weapon. Where is it?""In...the main...chamber..." the High Priestess mumbled. Her words were slurred and her eyes were unfocused. "Past...the courtyard.""Thank you," Katya said sweetly. "And how do I get access to the weapon itself?""Hnnn..." the High Priestess groaned, her thighs rubbing together. "Must...have...key.""A key, huh?" Katya gave a chuckle. "And where is this key?""My...necklace...""Your necklace?" Katya lifted the large pendant hanging around the High Priestess's neck. Itwas beautifully shaped, with a large jewel at the center. "This necklace?""Hnnn..." The priestess moaned, her hips twisting."Well, this is a pretty little thing," Katya said with a smirk. She held the necklace up to the light, letting the gem catch the candlelight. "I think I'll borrow it for a bit. I'm sure you won't mind, since you’ll be napping. One last question, and then you can sleep. How do I get past the guards?""Nnnghh…" the High Priestess groaned. She seemed incapable of forming a coherent word, much less a sentence."Oh dear," Katya said. "I think someone is starting to get a little too sleepy. You seem a little too far gone to answer." She stroked the High Priestess's thigh, her touch gentle. "Just tell me one last little answer, and then you go right to sleep, I promise. Now how do I get past the guards?""Door..." the High Priestess moaned, her thighs writhing."Yes, we go through the doors. Then what?" Katya's voice was a whisper."Nooo..." the High Priestess moaned. "S-secret...door...in…the mir…mirrorrr..."“In the mirror?” Katya raised an eyebrow. “How do I activate it?”“Use…the neck…necklassss….”"Of course." Katya stroked the priestess's cheek. "Well, you have been a great help. Thank you. Go to sleep now.""Hnnn..." the High Priestess sighed, her head lolling. Her eyes slid shut and she went still.Katya watched her for several minutes, making sure she was truly asleep, then she reached down and stroked the slumbering woman's face. "Sweet dreams. Too bad you won't remember any of this when you wake up." She got up and looked over at Red Angel. "Come here."Red Angel obediently walked over to where Katya stood. Katya put the necklace onto the heroine, then gave her a little slap on the ass. "You're doing great, Natasha. Now go to those mirrors and see if anything happens. I doubt there's a magic door or anything, but you never know..."Red Angel blankly walked up to the first mirror, staring into it at her mesmerized reflection. Nothing happened.“Not sure exactly what I was expecting,” Katya muttered as she scratched her head. "Oh well. Walk over to the other mirror, Natasha."Red Angel crossed the room to the second mirror. The pendant around her neck gleamed brightly and the mirror began to soften, looking almost like silver liquid flowing in a silent sea.“Well I’ll be,” Katya said, momentarily stunned. She walked over beside Red Angel and tentatively put a hand and then her whole arm into the shimmering mirror, then withdrew it again. “That priestess might have been telling the truth after all…”"Yes," Red Angel said in a monotone.Katya grinned and pushed Red Angel forward. "Let's go, Natasha. It's time for both of us to serve the Motherland."