Nadya’s Nights: Road to Vengeance
Night Four: Revelations
Chapter Forty-Four: Sparring
by Indy McDaniel
Copyright © 2009 Indy McDaniel
“Y’know, you really should be a corpse right now,” Xenia said.
It was the first thing she’d spoken since they’d left the lab. They were strolling down yet another hallway. The place seemed to be full of them. Nadya wondered just how big the place really was.
“Yea, getting a bullet in the head tends to do that to a person,” she replied, wishing she had a smoke.
“True, but that’s not what I’m talking about. M.A.D. really wanted you dead after that stunt you pulled three nights ago.”
Nadya’s eyebrow rose. “Which stunt was that, again? The one where I killed the werewolf with a fucking car or the one where I fucked up those assholes at the bar?”
The bar… There was something about the bar… Some flickering memory that seemed as if it should be important.
“Actually, it was the one where you killed Angelique Bradshaw.”
The name didn’t sound familiar to Nadya, but she could guess who Xenia was talking about. “What, bitch with the pet blob? The fuck was special about her?”
“She was a Summoner,” Xenia explained. “Actually, one of the best we’ve found so far. We were in the process of hiring her when you kinda put a wrench into the negotiations.”
“Remind me to send a condolences card,” Nadya said. “Why don’t you just bring the bitch back with your fancy resurrection juice?”
“Two problems with that,” Xenia said, holding up two fingers. “One, we don’t have her summoning abilities stored in our computers, so it’d make re-teaching her a tad bit difficult.” She dropped her index finger, leaving her middle extended. “Two, there is the slight problem of you having immolated her fucking corpse. Regenerating dead tissue becomes hard when the dead tissue has been reduced to fucking ashes.”
“Sorry bout that,” Nadya shrugged. “If only I’d known.”
“Dear, sweet sister. Always rushing headlong into things. Not to save the day or make the world a better place, but just because it’s the only way you know how to approach your problems. Consequences are a real motherfucker, huh?”
“So, does that mean you’re gonna kill me? Cuz if so, I’d really rather you shut the fuck up and get it over with already.”
Xenia shook her head. “No, I’m not gonna kill you… again… I convinced my bosses that you’re worth more alive.”
She stopped at a door far less extravagant than the one that had led to the lab. She hit a button and it slid open, revealing a large, open room within. “Sparring room.” She looked back at Nadya with a smirk. “Think you can take me?”
“I just hope you don’t mind eating through a straw,” Nadya responded, moving past her sister and into the room. “Of course, the fact that I have this stupid fucking collar on makes it somewhat unfair.” She heard an electronic tapping sound and turned around to see Xenia tapping at a keypad on the inside wall of the room.
After she finished, Xenia turned to face Nadya with a grin on her face. “Don’t gotta worry about that now. I just deacti – “
Nadya didn’t give her a chance to finish the sentence, already knowing what she was going to say. Instead, she launched herself forward and slammed her fist into Xenia’s face, knocking her head back.
Xenia stumbled against the wall, wiping some blood from her lip. “Nice…” Then she launched herself towards Nadya, bringing one fist up. Nadya brought an arm up to block the blow, but it never came. Instead, Xenia’s leg shot out and caught her on the side of the knee, knocking her legs out from under her.
Hitting the ground hard, Nadya immediately rolled away from her sister before she had time to stomp her foot down onto her chest. Flipping to her feet, Nadya backpedaled quickly to avoid another punch then ducked low and kicked Xenia in her gut, sending her flying back a few feet and gasping for air. Nadya pushed her attack, lunging forward and trying to nail another blow to Xenia’s head but her sister blocked the punch with her forearm while using her free fist to uppercut Nadya.
Nadya’s head shot back and she stumbled. She steadied herself and shook off the blow just in time to see Xenia charging. She attempted to spin out of the way but Xenia anticipated the move and swung a leg low, once again knocking Nadya’s feet out. She hit the ground sideways and let out a kick of her own to the back of Xenia’s knees, bringing her to the ground as well.
The former confidence Nadya had about beating her stupid sister’s face in was starting to fade the more she saw her in action. She was just as fast and, if anything, better trained. Still, she wasn’t about to give up that easily.
Jumping back to her feet again, she lunged forward, planting a kick to Xenia’s exposed backside. Xenia grunted and rolled away from her, pushing herself back up and turning to face her.
A sly smirk formed on her face. “Kicking while someone’s down? You don’t exactly fight fairly, do you?”
Nadya shrugged. “Whatever works.”
This time it was her turn to charge, raising her fists to block any incoming blows. Xenia tossed a couple her way, which she easily deflected before bringing her foot up and attempting to slam it down into Xenia’s left knee. Xenia spun to the side and brought her forearm up, hitting Nadya across the back of the neck and sending her stumbling forward.
The bitch was definitely fast.
Turning again, Nadya tilted her head to the side one way then the other, releasing a series of cracks. The two sisters stood facing each other for several moments, eyeing each other down, before starting towards each other. A flurry of kicks, punches, blocks and feints came from both, almost too fast for the eye to follow.
The barrage of attacks seemed to last minutes but was actually only about thirty seconds before Xenia managed a solid blow across Nadya’s face, spinning her sideways and then following up with a kick to her gut which dropped her to her knees gasping for air.
Letting out a hard cough, Nadya fought to recover from the hits. She caught movement out of the corner of her eye and looked up in time to see Xenia’s leg curving upwards towards her head. Nadya tried to throw herself clear but wasn’t quite fast enough. Xenia’s shin collided with her forehead and flipped her over onto her back, dazed.
Xenia stood over Nadya’s prone form, grinning widely. “Not bad, sis.”
Nadya looked up, blinking the sweat and stars from her eyes. Something about Xenia wasn’t looking right, but she couldn’t tell if it was actually there or just the head trauma she’d taken. Xenia straddled Nadya’s waist, leaning down close so that their faces were less than an inch apart. “You really know how to get a girl going…” Xenia’s tongue extended and ran up the side of Nadya’s cheek.
Disgust flooded through Nadya as she felt the wet trail of saliva on her face. “What the fuck?!” Her disgust was combined with confusion as she felt a hard bulge pressing against her stomach. It had looked as if the crotch of Xenia’s pants had grown, but that didn’t make any sense.
“Have you ever heard of 5-alpha-reductase deficiency, sis?” Xenia asked, grabbing hold of Nadya’s wrists and pinning them to the floor before moving her lips to her left ear and flicking her tongue into it.
“Get the fuck off, you perverted cunt!” Nadya responded, not really giving too much of a shit what it was her sister was babbling about at the moment.
Xenia didn’t take much notice of Nadya’s reply and started to grind her hips against her pinned sister. “It’s something I was born with. Something our parents hated me for. See, when I was born, I looked just like you. A perfect, baby girl. It wasn’t till later that things began to…” She ground the bulge against Nadya harder. “Develop…”
Nadya managed to get a hand free and immediately brought it up, punching Xenia across the face and almost sending her flying off. Xenia grabbed hold of Nadya’s hand again, slamming it back down to the floor before head butting her sister. “Don’t fucking interrupt me, Goddammit! This is some seriously fucking personal information I’m divulging here!”
The stars were back and Nadya shook her head to try and clear them away.
“There were doctor visits, blood tests and a whole lot of yelling,” Xenia continued.
In the best of moods, Nadya doubted she’d have been interested in this story. Being dazed and pinned to the ground whilst being humped on by her sick fuck of a sister, she had less than zero interest.
If Xenia noticed her sister’s disgust, she wasn’t showing it. She continued to slowly grind herself against Nadya. “In the end, there was a diagnosis. 5-alpha-reductase deficiency. Or, as dear old dad liked to put it, I’m a fucking freak. Their beautiful daughter. Flawless in every way… except of course of the cock sprouting from her nethers.”
“What the slippery fuck?” Nadya exclaimed.
Xenia’s grinding grew faster and a few moments later she let out a grunt and went tense. Nadya didn’t need a visual diagram to know what had just happened. She watched her sister’s… brother’s… flushed face. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked down at Nadya with a smile. “So… was it good for you?”
Nadya felt rage boil up inside of her, washing away the pain and brain fog. With a roar that was more animal than human, she pulled herself free from Xenia’s hold and threw her head forward hard. She felt her forehead slam into Xenia’s face, resulting in an audible crunch. She flung her off her and a moment later was on her feet.
She looked down at her sister… brother… whatever the fuck it was… Blood spewing from the now flatted nose on her face. “Fucking freak asshole!” she screamed, kicking Xenia in the head with all of her remaining strength.
Xenia fell flat to the ground, either unconscious or dead. Nadya wasn’t sure which and she didn’t plan on sticking around to confirm either way. She headed for the door leading out of the sparring room. She hit the button beside it and watched the door slide open. She realized she was deep in the heart of an enemy base with no knowledge of how to escape or how many people stood between her and the way out but she was determined to smash through as many faces, and walls, as it took to get the fuck out.
Nadya stepped out of the sparring room and into the hall. A moment later, a beeping sound came from the collar around her neck. A moment after that and her body began to jerk and spasm as high levels of electricity shot through her. Her face contorted and her muscles clenched and released as she was zapped.
Roughly three seconds after she’d stepped out of the room, Nadya collapsed into a twitching, unconscious heap.
