Message-ID: <4934eli$9710161215@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: vickietern@aol.com (VickieTern) Subject: New TG: Fury 30/37 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19971016135700.JAA12072@ladder01.news.aol.com> Hell Hath No Fury Part 30 of 37 ================================ (c) Darkside@nym.alias.net If you are'nt legally entitled to read this. Don't ------------------------------------------------------------------ Kat began to get undressed, watched closely by her husband. His eyes taking in every curve, every shape as if committing them to memory. Kat climbed into bed and said "Come on don't be shy" "OK" Matthew grinned. Matthew took his blouse off revealing his bosom. He fumbled with the bra strap until it was finally undone. His eyes grew wide with arousal, as they always did as he looked down to undo his skirt.The skirt slipped down his long, legs leaving him in only his panties "Fucking hell, that's some tattoo." Kat exclaimed as she saw the hydra wind it's way up Matthew's shapely body. "Just another example of Elizabeth's sadistic nature. Anywhere I go I can instantly be recognised as Dr Bexley. I've kinda got used to it but people will stare everytime I put on a swimsuit." "Come on, lover lets get to sleep." Kat said. "Gunnight" Matthew said as he reached over and cuddled Kat's firm breasts. He did feel arousal at the her warm body pressing against his own but he was too tired to do anything about it. Kat feel asleep smiling, at long last she had her husband back. About 5am Robert Abbey got up and used Cathline's phone to call the hotel where he and Monica was booked in. "Hello" Said a groggy, sleepy voice. "Hi Hun, it's me Robert" "Thank God' your safe. I saw the news, is everyone else alright?" Monica said. "Vickie and Jane didn't make it. They bought us time to escape with their lives" Robert Said. "That's, That's horrible" Monica said, after a moments silence. "Why did you refuse to give the passcodes and run like hell?" Robert demanded. "I didn't see the point. I don't like that Kat woman, or her strange husband. I don't trust them. If people suddenly leapt at you, after accusing you of being evil, you'd run as well" "I understand. Listen Hun you can tell me your passcode now. Just humor me ok" "If you say so, Ok it's Trojan" Monica said. "Thanks Hun. Listen I owe it to Vickie and Jane to see this thru to the end. I don't expect you to understand or to help. Just be there when I get back" Robert said. "I'n not cut out for this. I still think it's not our fight, but I understand your reasons. I'll wait for you back home. By the way where are you calling from?" Monica asked. "We're all staying at Cathlines. I don't know how long this will take but I will return to you. I love you" "Love you too" Monica said sadly. "Bye" Robert said. "Bye" Kat and Matthew awoke, still in each others arms and were greeted by the smell of breakfast.They hurriedly got dressed and went downstairs. "At last the lovers arrive" Cathline said. "Not quite lovers yet" Kat said to Cathline with a knowing wink. "I'm just about to start my findings again, grab some OJ and breakfast and join us" Stephanie said. "Thanks" Matthew said and homed in on the eggs and hash browns. "I hate to tell you dear, that you'll soon lose that sylph like figure of yours if you eat like that" Kat teased. "I don't care" And Matthew stuck his tongue out at Kat. "You will when you get cellulite on those lovely legs of yours" Cathline said. Her remark was met with another tongue poke. "As I said last night, if as we suspect the guild are neutralised until Dr Bexley finds more funds the only thing left to do is to isolate her from her DNA device. Now this is much more tricky and is one of the reasons why it's taken so long for me to bring this to you. I've had film footage from the shooting at the airport analysed and have the following things to show you" Stephanie reached into her bag and took out a distorted blown up photo of a long blonde haired woman. "Who's that?" Cathline asked. "According to her entry records that is Alison Davies,supposedly returning from a business trip. I've checked with the company involved and they say that Alison Davies took an earlier flight due to unforeseen complications in the contract she was working on" Stephanie said. "So that's not the real Alison Davies"? Kat said. "Correct, now look at this recording from the cameras in the arrivals lounge, I know we've all seen them a thousand times before but I want you to watch where Alison is, in all this." Stephanie reached forwards and inserted the video tape in Cathline player. They watched intently as Alison kept a discrete distance from the events and then walked casually away once the deed was done. Cathline winced and Matthew looked away in shame as the bullet struck the back of John's head. "Sorry I had to do that, but did you notice that Alison stayed in visual range of the shooting at all times but not so as to attract attention to herself. She then went about her normal business." Stephanie explained. "The 'Hell Bitch' obviously flew back on the same flight as John, as this Alison Davies woman. I was right about that then. " Kat said. "Yep, in fact your deductions from Johns dairy led me to this chain of thought in the first place. Fancy a job?" Stephanie said. "Later. Do we know where the 'hell bitch' went after that?" Kat asked. "I checked with Hertz and they say they rented a car to Alison Davies that same day. I've checked with their records and guess what?" "It ends up at Liz's old house" Cathline said. "Nope. Now I've had my research team investigate all Dr Bexley's expenditure for the past three years, Cathline did you know about an out of town warehouse, used for storing supplies for the lab?" Stephanie asked. "Nope. Never heard of it" "I'm not surprised Dr Bexley hid it very well. Alison Davies dropped the car off only a few blocks away from that warehouse." "Her lair" Kat exclaimed. "That's what I think" Stephanie said. "So we go there and destroy the machine, thus depriving her of only form of escape" Matthew said. "Precisely" "When do we leave?" Cathline asked. "Not yet" Kat said. "Why not?" Stephanie asked. "We don't. Or rather not all at once. Stephanie and Cathline will go to visit this warehouse, the rest of us will wait outside. I'm not being trapped the same way twice" Kat said. "Fine. Where do I go?" Matthew asked. "You'd better stay here, You're still a fugitive " Kat said. "We'll start off now and be back about 9pm" Stephanie said. A few minutes later and the remnants had all piled into Stephanie's car, leaving Matthew behind. Being bored and having lot's of time to spare Matthew sat down to think and to plan. After three hours he had a flash of inspiration and spent the rest of the day making phone calls all over the world. His breakthrough came after a long winded call to New Zealand. The rest of them arrived back a little after nine, looking dejected and defeated. Kat's long face said it all. "What Happened?" Matthew asked. "Nothing, there was nothing there. The whole place has been cleaned out. Sure we saw some signs that something had been there but we have no idea what. It could have been anything from the device to a pile of empty boxes." Stephanie said "Once again the 'hell bitch' has beaten us to it." Kat moaned. "The only evidence we have that Dr Bexley had anything to do with it, is her name on some lease papers" Stephanie added. "The only other thing that we did see, was far more cats than we expected. They were everywhere" Robert chirped in. "Well I've had a much more productive day" Matthew said. "Tell us more?" Robert asked. "First I'm starved, I've been waiting for you lot to return to eat. Now I think it's Robert's turn to order take in" Matthew said. "You are a tease" Kat said to Matthew. "Why?" "We draw a blank and you sit there like the proverbial cat" Kat teased. The meal was eaten with a jovial atmosphere, the group bonding again after the trauma of the day before. Hope had been restored. "Now the food's finished I'll start. Whilst you lot were busy chasing wild geese, I got thinking. I've known Elizabeth on and off for longer than most of you and so I think I know how she thinks in normal day to day life. As you are now doubt aware Elizabeth was obsessed with keeping her body in tip top shape.She was'nt vain, she just saw her body as a system that should be in perfect shape." "She'd work out for hours" Cathline said. "Yep. She also needed a way of generating lot's of money very quickly, a new person to hide behind and someone who could divert media attention away from me if required" "So" Robert asked. "I think Elizabeth invented Rachel Martin. In fact I think Elizabeth IS Rachel Martin" "WHAT! No way" Stephanie said, in shock. "As Cathline would say, pop quiz. Rachel's body is TOO perfect, everyone has a spot here or a scar there that they hate, Rachel has none. Her face is too perfect as well, since when did a woman have everything right. Most supermodels need at least some makeup or computer work to get that perfect look. Rachel doesn't need any of it. We all thought she was reliving her parents deaths when she came to visit me at the funeral. She wasn't, she wanted to say goodbye to her REAL parents." Matthew explained. "Sorry I don't believe it. I interviewed her for God sake. I even liked her." Stephanie said. "Fine, but think about this. If Rachel Martin is so perfect why did she suddenly decide to walk into Estee Lauder and ask for a job. She's supposedly worked in Europe for four years, someone was bound to notice her before that. Also where did she go?, did you notice that we haven't seen head nor tail of Rachel Martin since the funeral. Why's that? Easy, Elizabeth ditched her, in order to resume her campaign against us" "Resume?" Robert asked. "Yes, I think she was quite content to leave things as is, unless something threatened her. The death of her parents drove her to even greater levels of hatred and insanity. Notice before her parents death she avoided directly killing anyone. She ordered the guild to attack that convoy and kill thirteen people just to get me out. I think Elizabeth is now much more ruthless than ever before" Matthew explained. "I'm so stupid, I should have seen it earlier but I was so taken in by her charm and beauty I did just didn't see the monster inside" Stephanie said. "Now you see, what it took me to my wedding day to see." Matthew said. "But Rachel Martin's loaded. That must mean the guild are still active and can still get us" Cathline was beginning to get scared. "Yes but remember, she's brought an island for 11 million. I doubt if she's got much left" Stephanie said. "That must be where her lair is" Kat said. "Only one thing, no-ones been able to find out where it is" Cathline said. "I have" Matthew Said. "What, How?" Kat exclaimed. "My voice, is not that dissimilar from Rachel Martin's. If I try really hard I can just about sound like her" Matthew said, in a remarkably accurate Rachel Martin accent. "That's amazing. How did you do it?" Robert asked. "I phoned the real estate agent in New Zealand and pretended to be Rachel Martin. I convinced them to give me the location of the island on the pretence that they had failed to mail me the deeds. " Matthew said. "Honey, your a genius" and Kat hugged Matthew hard. "We obviously go there and destroy her machine, lay in wait and then do her as well" Robert said. "Agreed. There are five of us and only one of her. She won't be expecting us there and if she is still Monica Abbey we know who to look out for." Cathline said. "Four of us, How do I get out of the country?" Matthew asked. "Take these" Stephanie said and handed a brown envelope to Matthew. "A passport and visa in the name of Alison Jacob! How did you get these, this is very illegal" Matthew exclaimed. "A few contacts owed me a few favours. I said I'd come up with some better ID and I have" "Is it worth getting Roger Ferry here first. We could sure use his muscle." Cathline asked. "I'm afraid Roger has vanished. I tried to get him to get to the trial but nobody has seen him in weeks. I think the guild may have got to him" Stephanie said . "When do we leave?" Kat asked. "As soon as we can" Stephanie said in reply. Four days later the remnant checked in at Dulles International airport. Stephanie's forged passport for Matthew worked perfectly and he was let thru. They sat just talking in the departure lounge until it was time to go. Fortunately they all had seats together. Kat and Matthew sat next to each other, holding hands discreetly. Robert Abbey wanted a window seat and so sat next to Matthew. Cathline and Stephanie sat in the seats behind them. "I just remembered part of poem that sums us up" Matthew said to Kat thoughtfully. "Yeah. What is it?" Kat replied. Matthew said in determined fashion "It's by Tennyson I think, now how does it go.Umm Got it. Though we are not now that strength which in old days moved Earth and Heaven, that which we are, we are. One equal temper of heroic hearts, made weak by time and fate, but strong in will; to strive, to seek, to find. And not to yield" . Kat clutched Matthew's hand tighter and put her head on his shoulder as the plane flew further into the night. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Have You Missed a Part?. The complete version of 'Hell Hath No Fury' Can be found at http://www.nifty.org/nifty/transgender under Magic-SciFi or Sapphire's Excellent website at http://www1.mhv.net/sapphire or http://www1.mhv.net/sapphire/zip/furytril.zip to go right to it. Comments etc should be directed to darkside@nym.alias.net Vickie Tern@AOL.COM -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /