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Deep Cover	By : superbang Category: X-men Comics > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 3082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Deep Cover
- 2-II
- 3-Chapter 3
- 4-Chapter 4
- 5-V
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Sara St. James took in the measure of her opponent. Selene was physically beautiful but didn�t look physically powerful. Those read eyes seemed to burn into her soul. The way she nonchalantly lounged while threatening Sara�s life was more then disconcerting. None of her training had prepared her for this. She really had no idea how powerful this self-proclaimed goddess was. All she new was that her telepathy was useless and she had no weapons.

First rule of combat: stay calm.

"Killing me would draw a lot of attention for you and your congregation, Selene. Are you ready to have SHIELD, the Mossad and the SAS coming after you?"

"Of course." Selene cheerfully replied. "I enjoy the distraction. Nothing gets the blood up like some healthy competition." Selene dipped the tip of her pinky into her wineglass and licked the red drop off the end. "Besides, those enemies I can�t slay directly, I outlive. I will be around long after all of your governments have perished."

Sara barely listened to the answer. She was trying to plan her escape. She knew form experience that reading someone�s mind and talking at the same time was quite difficult. As long as Selene kept talking she figured it was a 50/50 change that her thoughts were private.

"Tell me little soldier, was it worth it?"

Sara faked being interested. "What?"

"Staying a virgin all these years? You claim to be gay yet you�ve never acted on it." Sara stopped thinking, Selene knew too much already. "Why do you define yourself by something you�ve never actually done?"

"Its more complicated than that." Sara tried to stall. "My mother died in childbirth. My father raised me as best he could. He raised me to be a soldier." Sara smirked, an uncharacteristic gesture. Selene took note of it. "I suppose the last thing I want after spending six weeks in the field is another night with a hairy, smelly� male."

Selene laughed musically, like wind chimes in the dark of night. "Good answer, little soldier."

Sara had her question ready. "I�m very interested in you, Selene." Sara detected no reaction, not the response she was hoping for. Gripping her own wineglass a little tighter she played the hand that fate had dealt. "What is your earliest memory?

Selene actually had to think. "I�m not sure. I remember heat, light�."

As Selene stretched her mind backwards, Sara folded hers inward. I need to close off my psyche, make my mind unreadable. It�s not much but it may buy me a few seconds�

Selene closed her eyes recollecting. "I suppose it was my first victim. I was so hungry, so weak. We weren�t even the same species but I�"

Sara ran, heading towards the large chamber that she awoke in. It wasn�t much but it was the only place she knew. She lowered her head and charged under the tapestry that veiled the outer chamber. The cool air away from the fire pit hit her face, sobering her instantly. Sara didn�t waste a moment on it. She brushed another aside and rushed through.

Reaching the outer chamber she stopped dead in her tracks. It was dark, Sara�s eyes had not time to adjust. The only thing she saw was a pair of red eyes in the darkness.

"Leaving so soon?" She could see those eyes grow larger, hear the click of high-heels on the marble floor. "How rude of you Sara." The pale shadow grew closed. Sara wasted no time. With a snap of wrist she flung the contents of her glass at those crimson eyes.

Selene wiped at the stinging liquid. Curse you! How could I be so foolish?

Sara shattered her glass on the marble column next to her. Adjusting her grip she held it by the base, the stem ending in a jagged point. Sara raised her makeshift weapon and charged, her bare feet slapping against the floor. She brought the point down, aiming between Selene�s breasts.

Her hand stopped. With unthinkable speed Selene had caught her wrist. The dark goddess laughed, mockingly holding the jagged point over her intended target. "Is that the best you can do, little soldier?"

Sara slammed her fist onto the back of her hand. "Die!" she cried as she drove the broken vessel into Selene�s heart!

The flames leapt twenty feet from their braziers. Selene let out an anguished cry as the flickering firelight illuminated the room. She stumbled backwards, clutching at her chest and gasping for air. Sara watched a Selene fell to her knees.

"I�m�" Sara wasn�t sure what to say. "I�m sorry."

Selene�s choking gasps turned into sinister laughter. She rose, holding the broken glass as her blood dripped down the stem. "Much better, Sara." For the first time in her life, Sara St. James froze in battle.

The door behind Selene was thrown open. A man dressed as roman centurion charged in, sword and shield in hand. "Goddess, are you alright? I heard a cry!"

Selene grabbed him by the throat, "You would enter my private chamber uninvited, Marcus?" Sara watched as the man gasped for air, his skin turning gray. Sara gawked as the wound in Selene�s chest closed, healing before her eyes. The centurion�s ashen skin cracked, "When I require aid, I�ll ask for it." The remains of the guard fell, exploding in a pile of dust. Sara heard the clatter of bones and armor upon the white marble floor.

When Selene looked up, Sara was gone. The dark lady spied the ripple of the heavy tapestry settling into place. "Retreating so soon, little soldier?" Closing the distance she brushed it aside with one arm.

Sara sprung from her hiding place, throwing her heavy silk robe overtop of Selene�s head. I can�t let her touch my skin! Sara thought, throwing a kick at Selene�s covered face. I don�t want to end up like that guard. Sara withdrew.

Selene pulled the garment off, her red eyes scanning the chamber. "You can�t run from me Sara! I am inevitable like the dawn!" Selene was concentrating so hard on finding her quarry she never bothered to look behind. The drawstring from the samite robe looped over her head. Sara pulled it tight around the vampire�s neck.

"Surprise, Selene!" Sara shouted, planting her foot square in the center of Selene�s corset. Using her opponent�s superior strength to her advantage, Sara pushed with her leg while pulling back with her arms, reigning and strangling in the same motion. Selene leaned forward, fingers trying to dig under the slippery silk garrote. Sara rode the dark lady�s back as she doubled over. "Just do me a favor and pass out!"

Selene threw herself backward. Sara flew through the air, arms and legs flailing, as both halves of the drawstring flutter in her hands.

She hits the floor with the wet slap of naked skin on polished stone. Sara tried to get up, tried to crawl, but the wind was knocked from her. All she could do was swallow air and pray. One of the hanging tapestries sprung to life, pouncing upon her, spinning and squeezing until she couldn�t breathe. This is it� She wanted to go out with a final thought, something deep, something profound. All that she could think as the blackness ebbed in was �fuck.

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The world spun, Sara tumbled from the eternal night into the open air. The tapestry rolled her out onto the floor. She came to an abrupt halt; her short brunette bangs dangling inches away from the fire pit. Sara heard the �clack� of familiar heels approaching. Still dizzy she looked up; the Black Queen stood over her, a full glass of wine in her hand.

"Have you gotten that out of your system?" the raven-haired goddess asked, but there was no hint of mockery in her voice. Sara didn�t respond.

Selene stalked her like a lioness over her prey. "You may take consolation in the fact that you did much better than most." The moon goddess bit the back of her hand and pulled the finger-less opera glove off with her teeth. She let the leather ornament fall to the ground.

Sara looked up. Her hazel eyes met Selene�s blood red gaze. "Kill me and be done with it. I won�t resist."

"What fun is there in that?" Selene questioned rhetorically before removing her other glove in similar fashion. "Besides, I have things to tell you." Try as she might, Sara could not pull her eyes away from Selene�s. The dark lady lifted the foot of her thigh-high boot. "Can I trouble you for a little help?"

Sara wasn�t sure about it, but it seemed the moon goddess was softening. She reached out and took the boot by toe and heel, her eyes never leaving Selene�s. She pulled her leg free, staring back at the subjugated soldier. "As I�ve told you I�m very ancient, I have seen much. Rarely ever am I surprised." Selene switched feet. Sara repeated the process. She no longer wanted to look at anything besides that red stare. "You and I are kindred spirits of a sort," Selene sipped her wine and leaned forward resting her elbows on her knees and closing some distance between them. Sara stared, as the red gaze grew larger. "We both kill, sometimes out of necessity and sometime out of pleasure. The difference between you and me is I�m to old to believe in good an evil." Selene tilted her glass and put it to Sara�s lips. Wordlessly she drank. "Think of the most heinous act in human history, Sodom & Gamora, the slaughter of the Philistines, The burning of Rome, the Crusades, the Holocaust, 911� Fifty years later it�s a scar. A hundred and its barely a memory. A thousand years and it�s a footnote in a history book. A thousand-thousand and its like it never happened at all."

I can�t believe it. Sara confessed to herself. What she says is making sense.

"Now imagine you were around to see it pass, barely remembering any of it because you knew ultimately that it didn�t matter in the slightest." Selene reached out her curled finger and lifted Sara by the chin, compelling her to stand. "Tell me little soldier, after all of the wars, all of the cruelty and all of the pain, would you be so picky about who you killed?"

Sara stared into those eyes, stared into the bared soul of a goddess. "I�m just a soldier. I follow orders."

"True. But a soldier chooses which side their on, whose orders they follow." Selene stood as well. Both women were the same height. Their eye contact remained unbroken.

Sara tried to swallow but her mouth was dry. She�d never met anyone, anything as intriguing as this woman. She stood uncomfortable close, close enough to feel the heat of her body on her naked skin. Sensing her discomfort, Selene handed the wineglass to Sara, who drank deeply.

"Consider for a second all of the countless, unremarkable people who lived their lives, busied themselves with day-to-day drudgery and died, accomplishing nothing for their entire expanse except spawning, so that their progeny could multiply the redundancy of it all." Selene�s fingers found her corset and began to untie the knot. "Suppose you were the one being who was free of this, who sat on the outside looking in at the ever repeating sideshow called humanity." She pulled the laces and removed the garment. "Isn�t it enough to drive you mad?"

Sara continued to stare. She felt some force over her, some power that sapped her will and compelled her to listen. Sara was mesmerized beyond the point of resistance.

"Now suppose you continue your life endlessly, aimlessly, until out of nowhere someone interesting and compelling, someone who�s lived on the edge for death so long that she�s forgotten her fear of it, dropped into your lap one spring evening." Selene�s hands pushed off her last remaining garment, stepping out of the leather panties and closer to Sara, close enough to share breath. "Tell me little soldier, what would you do? What would you do with this rare commodity, this once in a lifetime find?"

Selene reached out and caressed Sara�s arm, the merest touch sending electricity through her. Selene ran her hands over the hard little muscles of her arms, the tightness of her belly, the firmness of her breast.

Sara closed her eyes for the first time in what could be hours, losing herself in the feel of the goddess� touch. She didn�t resist in the slightest, letting Selene explore her, touch her wherever she wanted. In the ecstasy of sensation she let her mental defenses slip. Selene felt her loneliness, her sadness at the loss of comrades, her fears and memories as she passed by shaded windows, watching silhouettes hold each other in the night. She felt the rush of battle, remembering what it was like before, when any breath could be her last. The thrill of victory, the pain of loss and the rejoicing in that you were still alive.

They embraced. Sara threw her fate to the wind once more, pressing her lips to Selene�s. Hers weren�t the only defenses to fall. Sara felt the shudder of pleasure inside the goddess� mind, the desire of soft lips and warm arms of a kindred spirit. Of interacting with a mortal who could have the first inkling of why she did what she did. Of savoring the moment in which this mortal lived.

"Yes�" Sara hissed between kisses while falling to her knees and pulling the goddess on top of her. "Savor me�"

Sara let years of loneliness; years of sexual frustration act out every impulse she�d ever had. Selene encouraged her, shifting her hips, opening her mouth, whatever she desired. Sara was amazed at the wetness she�d found between Selene�s legs, the effect she was having on this woman who had centuries of experience.

Selene rolled on top, pinning Sara�s hands to the ground and rising up. Her long black hair hung down, barely touching Sara�s skin. With playful movements she swept her hair over Sara�s chest, her nipples hardening at the slightest touch. Sara moaned in desire. Selene kissed her open mouth, tongues and fingers tangling.

* * * * *
The made love by the firelight, a dark timeless mystery and a brightly, burning star.

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Sara�s back arched. Her toes curled. She felt herself clench down, coming hard as Selene licked and slid two fingers in and out of her. Her body trembled for the fifth or sixth time.

She lay there, gasping for air. Sara groped blindly, searching for her lover. She shuddered as Selene pulled out and lay beside her. They entwined arms, legs and lips. Sara couldn�t remember a time when she was this content. For the first time in a century, Selene felt at peace. They held each other. Minuets, moments and hours blended together.

Finally, Sara lifted her head. "I think its time."

Selene looked into her lovers� eyes. "I don�t want to. Are you sure?"

Sara kissed her goddess gently on the lips. "You have to."

Selene closed her eyes and held her close, feeling the inviting warmth from Sara�s skin. She kissed Sara long and deep, opening her lovers� mouth. Selene inhaled.

Sara did not fear the strange sensation. Selene drew not just breath. Sara could feel her consciousness, her very soul slipping into Selene. Sara could feel herself mixing with every mortal life Selene had ever taken. It was like touching the infinite.

* * * * *
The cell phone rang. Sara was up like a shot. She grabbed the phone and tried to wipe the cold sweat from her eyes. With a practiced motion she flicked it open.

"Hello?"

"Saint?"

"Waiguchu? Where have you been?"

The thick accented man had a genuine tone of concern in his voice. "Emergency reassignment from SHIELD Central. I just wanted to make sure that you were okay."

Sara stood. She was shaken but not enough to let it show. "Things got a little weird. I�ll file a report tomorrow but I think they�re barking up the wrong tree." She moved from her bed to the bathroom, traveling the familiar distance in the darkness. "It was in no way connected to the Viper�s organization or HYDRA."

"I thought it would be a cakewalk for you. There is nothing you can�t handle."

"If only that were true Waiguchu. I�ll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Saint."

She shut off the phone and dropped it on the counter, running water from the faucet and splashing it onto her face. She grabbed a towel, dried her face and looked herself in the mirror. Her blood red eyes looked back at her.

"Saint indeed."
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