Ron was in his study on the 5th floor. His jacket was off, his tie undone. He had to redressed to check on the King, but seeing everything was going well with the Carpathian delegation, he decided to retire. He had completed studying the old volumes on legends, and smiled. "It'll work," he thought to himself. He opened a lock box on his desk, and inspected the pendants that Judy had asked him about yesterday. He had brought them to his office to present to the Carpathian Princess, but now he had another plan.
He then sat at his drafting table, lit a thin cigar, poured some cognac, and started drawing. Every so often he paused to enjoy the after sex glow, wishing that they were still together. He inhaled the aroma of his fingers. But that only led back to his sketches. He then looked through more ancient histories of Tourenbourg. He was a skilled artist, and in no time contributed to his pages of drawings. At the top of the page he scribbled "Nova Regina Terra". He gulped down his drink, more relaxed, yet more excited.
"It'll work." he muttered again.
Suddenly, a panel opened on his far wall. A blond haired vixen jumped out, clad in a red-orange leotard and yellow tights and cape, followed by a pig-tailed sidekick in a candy-apple red leotard and cape and pink tights. Immediately ElectraWoman went arms akin, while DynaGirl stared at Ron, unsure of what to do.
"Minister, we urgently need to see the King."
"Why ElectraWoman, what a surprise!" he rose with his cigar. "What are you doing here in Tourenbourg?" he asked fecisiously. His grin was as wide as could be. DynaGirl rolled her eyes.
"The welfare of the King is at risk. Is he alright?"
"I'll get him." He picked up his cell phone. The conversation was brief. "He's giving the Carpathian delegation a tour of the Castle. He'll be here shortly."
"Thank you minister."
"Please Lori, call me Ron."
"Don't say anything," Judy said raising her hands. "It's superheroine etiquette."
Lori shook her head. "Please call me ElectraWoman. It's just easier that way." She walked toward the door. The minister eyed her partner. She stood there as he looked at the braiding through her pig tails that she did not have the time to remove. She touched it, hoping they would not be there, and then grimaced.
"Well, DynaGirl. I had quite an evening. I won at both truth and dare," he boasted. She stood looking at him with pursed lips and a twitchy nose. He had another drink, swished it in his mouth, and swallowed. "Still, I was not prepared for this sight. Pig-tails, spandex and a cape. My lord, I don't know which is hotter. You naked wearing the crown jewels or this outfit."
She smiled back, as they met for a kiss. The scent, the dark complexion, the smell of the cigar.....she was flipping out. The tails jacket still smelled of their love making. She felt his hand rest right under her cheeks, where the spandex meets the tights.
"DynaGirl! Come!" her mentor commanded.
"Oh, Lo....ElectraWoman. Is the King really in trouble?"
"There are fakes in the Carpathian group. The princess is an impostor." His face went ashen.
"Wait. Remember this word. Kumjary. Kumjary."
"Kumjary. What's that?"
"Tourenbourgish for 'hit the floor'. Do it if you hear it."
The duo looked at each other as they left. Ron opened his desk drawer. He pulled out a remote, and as he hit a button, a painting lowered, revealing several weapons. He then paused, and grabbed two pendants in the lock boxes on his desk.
The heroines walked anxiously towards the King's suite. ElectraWoman startled, and then threw both of them back against the wall.
"DynaGirl," she said in a whisper. "Check out the guards." Camouflage pants, black shirts and a wrap mask.
"They're dressed like Ali's goons. Where's the castle watchmen?"
"I don't know, but I hope it's not too late to save the King." They slide stealth-like along the wall, until they had rounded the corner past Ron's suite. They heard the King walking down the hall by himself. ElectraWoman walked up to him. She felt a confusing warmth, as she cherished the thought of his loving her.
"King Alex, you're in great danger here. May we escort you from the palace?" ElectraWoman began.
"Lor...... ElectraWoman! What a surprise," he paused, not sure of what to say. "Me, in danger? From what?"
The blond vixen had trouble controlling her feelings. She walked close to him. "The Carpathian Princess is an impostor. We had an encounter with the international criminal Ali Baba tonight in this castle. We must get you out of here." Her eyes were intensely wide. At that moment Ron came to his door, packing heat. He held a rapid fire assault weapon in one hand, with a 9 millimeter handgun in the other. His cigar was still smoking in his mouth, and he still wore his tails.
"Alex, the Castle Guard is not answering at their barracks."
ElectraWoman chimed in. "Your normal guards are missing. Ali's thugs are there instead." DynaGirl looked back and forth in the conversation.
Suddenly, around the corner came the Princess and Minister Berger. The King turned, and made the mistake of looking at her. She immediately caught him in her gaze. ElectraWoman noticed a hyperflash from the corner of her eyes. She looked back, as the King was caught in a gaze.
She and DynaGirl turned toward their foe, raising their arms, ready to fire.........but there was not enough juice for an electrasplit. The Princess walked through the beam, laughing. Then she caught ElectraWoman's eyes. Not for hypnosis, but a gazer of superiority that she had given Lori in the ballroom.
Immediately behind them, the Arabian watch came running, weapons cocked. The heroines turned around to find guns aimed at them. They froze.
"King Alex, there has been an attempt on your life tonight," the Princess said slowly and cold. "The renegade terrorists ElectraWoman and DynaGirl were found trying to take your life. They have already killed the members of the Castle Watch."
"Minister!" ElectraWoman began. He just looked back at her.
"Arrest them," the King said slowly, under a trance. The Arabian Watch grabbed ElectraWoman's wrists, twisting them around her back. She looked at the King with wide eyes of shock. DynaGirl watched her partner handcuffed, as her arms were pulled behind her back. Then she noticed that Ron had disappeared.
"Your royal highness," the crooked Minister continued. "Since ElectraWoman has been caught in the act of a coup, and is therefore guilty of treason, I insist the she be executed immediately." The blond looked at the King.
"Alex..." she said softly.
"Take her to the armory, and behead her." She gasped, looked down for a moment, and then looked back up as a single tear escaped down her cheek. She exhaled and regained her composure.
Minister Berger led the party to the lobby, where more Arabian Guardsmen had appeared.
"Minister!" DynaGirl chirped. "The Kingdom was suppose to begin the transition Monday to democracy. Why are you doing this?" she was immediately slapped by a Guard.
"You Americans. You think it's your duty to push your values on others. Democracy doesn't work for everyone. This Kingdom needs a strong monarch, with full powers. Because of the coup, the elections will be cancelled."
"But in his right mind, the King will never stand for it! Owww!" she snapped back, as she was struck again. He stepped aside, as the party passed, holding her back.
"The Buchanans assumed power 150 years ago during a crisis. King Alex will not survive tonight's coup. The former family of power, of which I am a member, will assume the throne." She was grabbed by a pony tail by the Princess, and pulled along.
Gasping for breath, Ron ran through the hidden aisles of the fifth floor. He silently went around a corner, listening for someone, and then darted ahead. He stopped in disbelief, still smoking. "So this is how it ends," he muttered, as he checked his weapon, listening for the party on the other side of the wall . "I'll take a few with me. At least Berger." Suddenly he heard someone running toward him. He waited as the sound got closer to the corner, holding his handgun up. As the person edged around the corner, he tackled him against the wall. As he lifted his gun to shoot him, he saw the outfit, the Castle Watch!
He stepped back, training his aim at the man's face. "Where's the Castle Watch?" he growled with the cigar in his teeth.
The man looked at him. "I don't know. I'm Lieutenant Hellgren. I had the fifth floor duty tonight when we were ambushed. Minister, I alone escaped in a servant's aisle. The rest were killed!" Ron looked him over.
"Your allegiance?"
"To King Alex of the Buchanans." Ron lowered his gun.
"There has been a coup. The King has been brainwashed, and others are going to assume control. We are needed down at the armory. Are you ready to fight?"
"To the death. For Tourenbourg!"
"For Tourenbourg!"
The captive heroines were taken into the large room. At night, the mirrors over emphasized the reddish tint to the lighting. These lined the wall, creating endless reflections, as ElectraWoman and DynaGirl were brought into the room. There were five members of the Arabian Guard. Last was Minister Berger, followed by the King and the Princess. The shackled Vixens were placed in the center as the King grabbed the sword of the Buchanans.
Suddenly, Ali Baba and Gene came running in. They were out of breath, but excited by the news.
"So, ElectraWoman, out of the fire and into the frying pan. We'll still serve your remains to the rats!" he grinned as she kept her head down. "And DynaGirl!" He paused to rub his beard. "Yes, DynaGirl. Princess, let's try plan b."
The black-haired dominatrix walked towards the pink superheroine. The guards held her up by her arms, as she looked at Ali. "Nooo. Don't!" But he just grinned. She struggled furiously with her hands cuffed behind her back, twisting her body every which way. But the guards lifted her off the floor, leaving her boots dangling in the air. After a minute of struggle she saw ElectraWoman, who looked wide-eyed with dispare at her. Then she faced the Princess.
The flash of light happened from the corners of her eyes. DynaGirl was lost in her gaze, as her face began to shift, and her eyes sneered. The Arabians placed her down, and unlocked her hands. It was complete as Ali began to laugh, and DynaGirl rubbed her hands together. Gene grinned with delight.
The Minister of Etiquette and the Lieutenant stole away through the passages. They saw a glow, as they neared the armory. They were just about to enter when the Princess had hypnotized DynaGirl. He watched from behind the mirror with his cigar still clenched in his teeth. "This situation is far more complicated now."
DynaGirl strolled over to Ali, high fiving him.
"Long time no see. And what a great time to come back!" she exclaimed with a deep, hideous grin.
"Yes, evil DynaGirl....You're about to witness a double execution!" ElectraWoman looked up startled.
"Your highness, Minister Berger has conspired against the kingdom during this coup." The Princess began.
"Arrest him," the King responded in a daze.
"What?!" the Minister cried. Three guard members grabbed him, forced him to the ground, and hand cuffed him.
"Your royal highness," Ali interceded. "Since he is a party to treason, he should be executed."
"So it will be," the King said, unsheathing the sword of the Buchanans.
"No....No!..Your highness! It's a mistake!" the Minister shouted as DynaGirl grabbed him and pushed him towards the execution block that Gene was bringing out.
"Do we save Minister Berger?" the Lieutenant asked Ron. He shook his head.
"He dies the death a traitor deserves."
DynaGirl held the traitor down, as Alex raised his sword. Ali chuckled, but watched ElectraWoman, who looked on, trying to hold back her desperation. The Minister was screaming and pleading.
"Please, don't kill me!"
"Shut up you baby. Take the sentence you give others for your own treason," she sadistically screamed. "Now, your royal highness!"
Down the sword came in a strong motion. ElectraWoman's eyes were wide in disbelief as the King severed the head with one stroke. Blood sprayed the window.
Ali watched in wide eyed delight. "What a pathetic, ignorant pawn. And now for ElectraWoman!" The evil DynaGirl turned around and grabbed her mentor by the arm and flung her toward the block. The blond tumbled, hitting the body of the Minister, looking up to see the King lift the bloody head off the ground. The look of terror was still on the minister's face. Her breath started to race as DynaGirl threw her onto the block.
"Not the King, not DynaGirl, not ElectraWoman." Ron commanded his fellow soldier.
"Why those two?" the Castle Watchman asked.
"Nova Regina Terra," he gritted with his teeth. The lieutenant was stunned.
The King cleaned off his sword and looked down at his next victim. DynaGirl was holding ElectraWoman down on the block, as the blond was undergoing a massive adrenaline surge. Ali was transfixed by the sight, watching the blond vixen's body heave with each breath. The King raised his sword.