Nighthawk: A Superhero Story (closed for Siobhancan99)

[Halcyon638]

The music blared as Monica ascended the ship. A muscular, towering man in an ill-fitting suit who appeared to be patrolling the deck approached with a flashlight. She was able to find cover behind a vent as he passed through on his rounds, not visibly armed.

The door leading to the control room had a glass window. “Yesss. Fuck,” she heard a throaty female voice growl.

Inside the room, a tanned, athletically built 30-something man in a white polo shirt with neatly trimmed black hair was slowly sliding a thick cock inside a curvy, raven-haired 40-something with large breasts and a thick, round ass. The man’s pants were pooled around his ankles and his shorts were halfway down his thighs as he plowed into his companion, who was bent over a nearby console. “Fuuuck, honey. You feel so good.”

 

[siobhancan99]

This was not a contingency she'd planned for. She considered for a long moment, then thought to herself she didnt want anyone radioing for help or trying to crash the boat, so she moved into the cabin and cleared her throat "look you two are gonna have to finish tied up. Sorry, best I can do under the circumstances." She put her hand on her chain, wondering if they'd been close enough she should have just waited it out.

 

[Halcyon638]

The middle-aged woman’s eyes widened while the man didn’t seem to register Monica’s presence for a moment, giving her another thrust. “Mierda!” she cried out. Her partner pulled out, cock still standing at attention despite the look of confusion on his face.

“Oh my god,” the woman said, desperately trying to cover herself with her hands as the guy slid his sizeable hard-on back into his boxers. Regaining the presence of mind to scramble for her nearby sequined dress, she started to dress.

"What's going on here?" the man asked in a collected tone as Monica set about restraining them.

"God. Oh, god," the dark-haired woman said, clearly agitated.

 

[siobhancan99]

"you have a kidnapping victim on this boat." She pulled out her phone and held up a picture of the girl "she was taken from your employer's club a few days ago, forcefully. One of the men that took her said she was taken here. I'm just after the girl, once I rescue her I don't give a fuck what any of you do, or ... you know. who any of you do. So where is she?"

 

[Halcyon638]

“Oh, shit,” the man in the polo said, his erection still quite visible through his boxers. “I don’t know anything about that, I swear. I just steer the boat.” He seemed to be telling the truth.

The dark-haired woman looked at the image intently. “She looks sorta familiar, but there are so many people on this boat. Most of them wearing those.” She pointed to a masquerade-style half mask she had evidently left near the console at which they were fucking.

 

[siobhancan99]

"Speaking of steering the boat. How do I shut it down so it just sits in place?" She gestured at the control panel. "Thanks, lady. Really I guess that means I need to talk to the owner of the boat. So where will I find him? What sort of mask is he wearing? I'm really not trying to kill the whole party here, but this girl and I will be leaving. Also is there an area of the boat people have been told not to go? Might be worth my while to just look there first."

 

[Halcyon638]

The 30-something instructed Monica on how to shut it down.

The female partygoer thought for a moment. “He was wearing, like, a jester’s mask. It had those three point things like an old-fashioned jester, you know? Only with glitter and shit on it.”

The man chimed in. “There are many private cabins. If he’s hiding a girl, it could be in any one of those.”

“My friend was all excited ‘cause she was going to be hooking up with a rich guy,” the Latina noted. “I can text her to find out what deck she’s on. If she’s, um…not busy.” She flushed a little, as if Monica hadn’t just seen her and her partner in the act a minute ago. “He wasn’t in a jester’s mask but maybe he knows something. My phone’s over there, querida.”

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica hmmmed. "I'll text her." She picked up the phone. "also is there a way to get into the bottom part of the boat unseen? I saw a thing on these yachts and there's like, crew stairs so the rich don't have to see any of the poors who work on the boat sometimes." She looked at the woman "what's the code? or do I need your face?" She wasn't so sure about the risk of the text, but shit would hit the fan at some point so she might as well check it out.

 

[Halcyon638]

The vessel’s captain nodded. “There are crew stairs. There’s no access to them from up here, but if you go to the next level down, they should be labeled pretty clearly. In terms of getting there ‘unseen’…well, all I’ll say is good luck.”

Monica heard a distant rumble of thunder. “Face,” the older woman said, wriggling in position to allow the vigilante to hold the device up to her. Monica unlocked the phone. “Her name is Cora.”

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica had the woman lead her through her conversational tone, and fired off a few texts, trying to casually work around to the information they were looking for, letting the woman dictate the texts. She assumed they didn't have a secret code for "ive been tied up by a superheroine." so it was fine to let her control the flow of the text conversation.

 

[Halcyon638]

The woman texted back.

CORA: I thought you were smashing with that pilot. Captain? What is boat driver called lol.

CORA: Why you asking? You want to join us??? Something tells me he wouldn’t have a problem. Doing some coke now but back at it soon. In Room 301. I can try to keep him from busting till you get here but no promises haha.

Another thunderclap sounded. Monica spotted a flash of light in the distant sky.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica hmmmed and considered what might happen to the sliver in the rain. it was a low chance of being struck by lightning, but still a chance. she sent it back towards town to shelter. She'd have to eventually get the boat to shore or call the cops to get off it. Or swim the lake which wouldn't be a huge issue for her, but if she had the girl in tow it might be. "Third deck. got it." She tucked the woman's phone away. "If I get a chance I'll come let you guys go. Or someone else will i'm sure. You've been really helpful. Sorry about the interruptus of the coitus."

She shrugged and then headed out, looking for the crew stairs.

 

[Halcyon638]

“Good luck with the girl,” the woman said, sounding genuinely concerned.

As the captain had noted, Monica needed to descend a level to reach the crew stairs. The pulsating music grew louder as she approached. A large, masked bearded man of around wearing a pair of swim trunks raced up the stairs toward her, trailed by a laughing, halter-top wearing pixie of a young woman, similarly masked. His eyes under the mask dilated, he barely seemed to register Monica as he pushed past her, tugging on his companion’s arm.

At the center of the third level was a gigantic, living room-type space, with huge, arc-shaped couches strewn with thrown pillows positioned around a small circular table. There were about a dozen men and women in the room, all in various states of undress, cast in a hazy blue glow by the artificial lighting. A green-haired gothy girl was alternately mouthing the balls of a chiseled man with curly dark hair and dragging her tongue along the length of his shaft. Nearby, a masked man’s fingers explored the lacy red panties of a curvy brunette who writhed on his lap and moaned. Against a support column, another man was fucking a petite blonde who was wearing the top and hat of a store-bought police officer uniform.

The almost-deafening bass continued to thump away as Monica spotted the door labeled “Crew Entrance” that the captain had alluded to about 25 feet from her current position. The smell of alcohol and sex hung in the air like a cloud, though as far as she could see, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. She didn’t spot Mina in the room, nor the man in the jester mask, but there was a broad-shouldered, bulky guy in a suit slowly roaming the space, taking in the show but seeming still alert.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica made her way around the edge of the festivities. Everyone seemed to be consensually doing whatever they were doing, so she tried to not pay it much mind. It was a bit crazy it was all so public, just fucking and sucking and fingering wherever she looked. She was surprised at how she felt about it. Wondering what it would feel like to be so wanton and watched. Still, she wasn't there to fuck, or to watch fucking. She was there to grab the girl and get the fuck out. The man in the suit was an issue, of course, but he was probably not exactly going to start shooting in the middle of this room. She kept close to the wall, trying to make it around to the employee entrance, but also trying not to skulk. She moved with purpose, as if she belonged there.

 

[Halcyon638]

Through a small window, Monica glimpsed another flash. It was unclear whether it was more lightning or some lights from another part of the yacht. She made her way across the room, passing near the curly-haired man and the goth girl who was now filling her mouth with his impressive hard-on.

The man in the suit made his rounds. She caught him glancing over at her and for a moment, he paused. He cocked his head slightly.

When a smiling 20-something with a pierced nipple dangling out of her top ran up to him and threw her arms around him, his attention shifted.

Monica opened the Crew Entrance and descended the staircase. A few moments later, she was at the entrance to the 3rd floor. The central area of this floor was a surprisingly elegant and modern dining room. Three corridors extended from the dining area like three spokes of a wheel, and while the music above was still quite audible, it was muffled, at least.

Another tough-looking man in a suit with a nose that had been broken at least once was making his way down the hallway that extended to the right, phone to his ear and walking with purpose toward the dining area. He didn’t seem to notice Monica yet.

There was a loud rumble outside and then what sounded like the pattering of rain. Down the short hallway to the left, Monica heard a woman moaning in pleasure.

 

[siobhancan99]

Assuming that the woman moaning was the friend of the woman in the control booth, she figured she could skip the left. That meant the right, or straight through. Straight through meant maybe being seen though. Given that it was a dining area, Monica crouched and attempted to use the table and chairs to mask her movement, trying to keep them between her and the man with the suit and the phone. She'd try to make her way around, towards the hallway directly across. If she was discovered, she was discovered.

 

[Halcyon638]

Monica felt the metal legs of the chair press into her back as she crept across. The large man spoke. “What? I’m headed there,” he grumbled, eyes too focused on the screen to notice the young woman crouched just inches away from him.

The man exited the room as Monica silently stepped down the central hallway. The rain to fall harder. There were no sounds coming from the room.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica listened for a few moments to make sure he wasn't coming back. Honestly he might be headed to the bridge, which would be fucking hilarious. She tried the door, and if it was locked she would take out her lock gun and try to pick it. Either way, she wanted to know what was behind that door.

 

[Halcyon638]

The door was locked, but her lock gun made quick work of it. Opening the door a crack, she spotted a sprawling, decadent bedroom, with a woman on the bed.

A clap of thunder boomed not far away. At first, Monica didn’t recognize the girl, who looked to be in her early to mid 20s. The photos she’d seen of Mina had been airbrushed and filtered to hell yet still attractive, but the brunette sitting on the bed in a plaid skirt and a long-sleeved black, crop top was absolutely jaw-dropping. Her back was propped against silk pillows and one of her toned legs were stretched out in front of her, with the other bent so that her right foot touched her left knee.

The look in her blue-gray eyes went from complete apprehension to confusion as she caught a glimpse of Monica. “What…?” The girl sprang to her feet on the left side of the bed and she put her hands out in front of herself as if in defense.

 

[siobhancan99]

Only human, she did take a second to appreciate the woman's aesthetics. When the "victim" dropped into some sort of kung-fu fighting stance she had to laugh though. "Um. wow. just uh. wow. ok." She put up her hands to try to show she isn't a threat "uh for one your loved ones sent me to uh.. rescue you. So there's no need for that. For two. I mean. You gotta know who I am, right? I'm kind of a big deal. I have many leather bound books and my apartment smells of rich mahogany." She dropped the classical film allusion in a joking tone, trying to make the woman comfortable. "So when I started this search it was for a woman dragged out of a club potentially being human trafficked, then one of the bouncers said you're the boat owner's girlfriend. I mean you were still dragged out so I doubt you came here of your own volition. I guess at this point the question is 'do you want to leave' or has there been some kind of reconciliation? I assume from the fact you're not half naked and coked up that you're not really into the vibe on this boat. So if you want to head out well, let me know. If you want to stay let me know too. Either way I need an exit plan so it'd be good to know soonish."

 

[Halcyon638]

Mina looked at her own hands as if unaware of that they were posed in a pseudo-martial arts style. Her cheeks reddened and she lowered them, then she smoothed the front of her skirt. “Oh my god. You’re…you? Not some girl in a costume?” She spoke with an Eastern European accent, though not as thick as her brother’s.

“He is not my boyfriend. I barely know him,” Mina said in a tone suggesting the idea of being in a relationship with the man repulsed her. “He fucking kidnap me. Told me if I dress how he want me to dress and pretend to be one of his girls on the boat that he would let me go after. It’s been three fucking days.”

She leaned over and began slipping on a black leather knee-high boot. “Does this have something to do with my brother?”

The music above them suddenly dropped significantly in volume.

 

[siobhancan99]

"I think we're about to have company." Best way to deflect things here. She didn't want any listening devices to pick up on the fact the girl's brother sent her. It was best if everyone thought that her friends did. "Some people saw a girl get kidnapped from a club. I'm here to rescue the girl. That's what I do it's how I roll." That all was technically true, just maybe not the whole truth. Monica went to the door "I'm going to call the police and see if they can't send a boat out here. It's storming and i'm had to send my ship back. I'm not sure how much security is on the boat, but I'm going to guess we have a good bit."

Monica pulled out her burner, and called 911. Anti-climactic? sure. But this was about getting a girl home safe, and not satisfying her need for violence.

 

[Halcyon638]

“I’m pretty sure a bunch of these guys have guns. They don’t try to hide.” As Monica turned and dialed, she heard the rain pounding the ship in torrents.

The dispatcher listened to Monica’s report, then requested information about their location. “You’re…you all are in the path of some seriously dangerous weather right now,” the woman noted gravely. “It might be a while before we can safely get a boat or a chopper out there. You stay away from open water and windows and try to stay in an interior room in that thing, do you understand?”

Meanwhile, Mina walked toward a bureau where a crystalline bottle of some amber alcohol glistened. Already a bit unsteady on her feet from the heels of her boots, she pitched forward when the floor beneath them suddenly shifted.

Monica managed to stay upright, but the girl went face-first into the furniture, letting out a quiet cry. “Fuck,” she said faintly, her full lower lip painted with a trickle of her own blood.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica thought for a moment "I tied up the ship captain, which now seems like a terrible idea." She looked back at the girl "they said to stay away from the windows and to make our way to an interior room. I should go let the captain go. We're gonna snag you a mask and something else to wear if we can make it to the fuckpit. Actually, there's someone whose mask and clothes you can probably steal in the next room over." Monica moved back out into the main area, then moved to the door with the people fucking behind it, trying to quietly open the door to see if she could grab the woman's mask at least.

 

[Halcyon638]

Mina stayed on the floor for a moment. With a sigh, she pulled herself to her feet and began pouring a drink. When Monica went to leave, her eyes widened. “Wait! Don’t go far. Please.”

Monica crept toward the adjoining room and then stepped lightly toward the other bedroom suite. Pushing open the door, she heard a shower going. A barrel-chested man in his early 30s with premature hair loss was lying in bed, scrolling through his phone. On a bedside table sat a pistol in a holster, along with a dark blue mask.

On the floor a few feet from the foot of the bed were a slinky black dress and a purple sequined mask. Getting down on her stomach, Monica was able to drop far enough below his eye line to crawl forward and get her hands on them both without the man noticing.