Freedom Force and The Dark Order

First read The Iron Strikes - Freedom Force and the Dark Order - Part 1

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: I look over at you in shock as you state the password. The utterly frivolous nature of the password annoyed me, angered me. "Peekaboo.." How stupid. But it worked, and soon we arrived at the lab level deep underground. I turned to look at you, as you lay there, your steel-cut, combat-forged muscle shattered and broken beyond repair. Your will broken, your desire for death having proved even greater than your loyalty to your comrades or Freedom Force. I spoke up. "We shall see who gets the last laugh, Steel Angel. I want to thank you. Because of your weakness and failure, you have betrayed the memory of your love, you have betrayed Freedom Force itself, you have handed the keys to the world to the Dark Order. You can contemplate your utter failure and betrayal as you die. For, such a service will not be unrewarded. It is time for me to honor my end of the bargain." I smile cruelly, turning to the five elite Dark Order Troopers, five of my best men, the only survivors of the battle outside. "Kill him. But slowly. And of course, you may enjoy him first."

As the door slides open, I walk into the lab. The lab was gleaming, shaped into a vast circle. It was about half the size of a football field, and filled with rows of benches, packed with equipment circling a central structure. The central structure was an advanced reactor of some kind, clearly the process of refining the serum was very energy intensive. The room was interspersed with other equipment that I didn't recognize, massive steel machines with vats of strange liquids, massive banks of computers, huge, solid steel and concrete columns soaring up to support the ceiling.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Instantly there are screams of horror and panic. The scientists and technicians had been so busy preparing the final batch of samples that they had entirely ignored the initial warnings from the guards above. But you cannot ignore a man holding a gun, covered in blood, wearing the black trousers identifying him as Dark Order, with murder in his eyes and muscles that appear to be carved from solid steel. I shouted out, "Put your hands behind your head and get in a line!" The terrified lab staff started screaming and running instead. But one scientist, who happened to be a close personal friend of Steel Angel and Lt. James Denton, secretly palmed a massive hypo-dermic needle on a tray, one of two and pocketed it while no one was looking. In the general mayhem he tried to unobtrusively make his way towards the exit.

In a flash, my gun was out, and I began to fire methodically. This was no more challenging than a duck shoot to me. Bullets flew, and every bullet found it's mark. As their comrades screamed, collapsing with savage gunshot wounds, I shouted, my voice deep with ruthless command. "PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD AND LINE UP!" One man was trying to make for the exit, and casually, I shot him in the back. He smashed down on his face, a few feet from the elevator where my elite troopers were beginning to obey my instructions. I dismissed him.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Finally, the sight and sound of their colleagues dying horrible deaths, their blood and guts and in some cases brains spattering them, they obeyed out of sheer terror. They were researchers, technicians, scientists, not soldiers. They lined up, and I went down the line, asking “Where is the serum?” The first one stayed silent. BAM. I blew his brains out. I went to the second one, “Where is the serum?” He was in shock from the death of his colleague, and couldn’t speak. BAM, he fell dead with a bullet to the brain. The next one didn’t hesitate, and before I could ask, pointed to a tray with a shaking finger. I smiled, and walked over to the tray, pocketing the massive syringe. It was filled with a thick, viscous gleaming liquid, blue and glowing with it’s own inner light. There must have been a pint of liquid in that massive syringe.

“Now, the next question, how do I administer it, and someone provide me with a detailed summary of the research.” A few more gunshots and deaths later, and I had what I needed. Then, I proceeded to execute every one of them. It would take a while, and I had to chase down a few who tried to run, but I did not want to be disturbed when I administered the serum to myself.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Meanwhile, the five troopers were having the time of their lives. As soon as I left them, one of them knelt behind you, throwing your ruined legs over his shoulder, and immediately started raping your ass again. It was the one who had cum in your face. The look on his face as he surveyed the ruins of your once mighty body was one of deepest hunger. Another one stood at your head. He wanted to skull fuck you, but he had seen you rip off my ear, so instead he started by kicking you in the jaw over and over until your jaw broke, then again until it fractured, then again, fracturing it further. Your jaw was such a mess of broken bones and muscle, your good looks totally marred, there was no way you could bite down. So then he straddled your head, and started skull fucking your broken mouth with utter pleasure.

The third, fourth and fifth Troopers had their fun as well. The third trooper started kicking you in your broken ribs with the point of his steel boot, over and over, each kick driving destruction into your body, until he ruptured the skin, and began wiggling the toe of his steel boot into the wound, invading your ruined core with his boot tip. The fourth trooper grabbed your broken right arm and started twisting it back and forth, at the shoulder, each twist ripping and tearing tendons and muscles, he wanted to see how long it took him to rip your arm off. The fifth trooper took out his knife, and leaning in, stabbed his blade into your thick right pec, all the way through the massive chest,ripping through muscle that took you years to harden, penetrating your right lung, before emerging out of your back. He started to then twist the blade.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: They amused themselves this way for a while, with the Trooper assaulting your right arm succeeding in his goal. With a ripping sound of shredding muscle, he manage to tear it off, holding it up like a trophy, before dropping it back to the floor, where it landed not far from your shoulder.

Finally, getting near to cumming, the Trooper that had cum in your face earlier, the one fucking you now, spoke up, his voice heavy. “Come on guys, cut his cock and balls off for me while I seed his ass. Then, we can break his neck and take bets on whether he dies from bleeding out or from the neck break first.” The others all thought that was an amazing idea. They left off on their amusements, although the one skull fucking you shot his wad first, filling your broken mouth with his thick seed. They gathered around your crotch, and one of them produced a knife, and started sawing your cock and balls off. He got about halfway through the process when something unexpected happened.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Behind you, the scientist, Adam Rogers, your friend, lay dying, a bullet having shattered his spine when I shot him. He had watched the decimation of your powerful body, the shattering and skull fucking of your jaw, the ripping off of your right arm, the fucking, the horrific boot kicking to your broken ribs, the impaling of your right pec with sick despair. Everything was over. Everything. But, then suddenly, a wild hope rose up in him. All of the troopers turned their back on him, having ignored him, to focus on their new game of cutting off your cock and balls while the Trooper who had cum on your face earlier was fucking you.

With his last strength he dragged himself over to you, he looked you in your eyes, then with a shaky hand, he pulled out the massive hypo-dermic needle filled with serum. He kissed your forehead and whispered, blood dripping out of his mouth onto your face … “Save us Steel Angel…” Then, with his last strength, he plunged the needle into your left pec, the massive needle sliding through muscle and bone, right into your heart. The serum had to be injected into the heart to succeed. With his other hand, trembling, he reached out to your torn off right arm, and held the bloody end against the torn wound where it had once been attached. With every bit of focus he had left, he injected the full contents of the serum into your heart, then he died, falling on top of you.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: During the elevator ride down I heard your words passively. I had no energy left to react. My mind is clinging to that last thought of getting to the serum. I had hoped you would take me along, but when you thanked me and give me like some present to your last group of men. Now some miracle needed to happen to change the course of history.
The ride continued in silence till it stopped and the door opened to the large circular lab. I have been here a few times before. A lot of material and heavy equipment was needed to design and make the serum. You could see the lab equipment, the banks of supercomputers, the central reactor, some machinery, more being put in one of the connecting siderooms. Other rooms also contained other stuff like a locker room, a gym whose equipment was already reinforced and had absurd weight machines, a combat room, an Olympic swimming pool. Heck someone managed to even get a sauna and hot tub installed. Not sure what kind of training that would be used for. But I knew it had been used already.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: Then you went on to your butchering business acquiring the serum and data while me…my body was savagely ravaged to the point of beyond repair. a dummy used to please the twisted minds of your men. Stabbed in my pecs over and over, my beautiful combat forged muscle being slowly turned into some caricature of shish kebab. Lung pierced. Kicked in the side and in the face, more bones breaking. Forced to suck one’s dick, not that I had any strength left to actually do any sucking but he didn’t care. My arm twisted till it finally was torn off, the glee evident on that guy’s face when he succeeded, my own mind drifting further and further away, darkness slowly overcoming me.
From a distance I hear them speak of cutting off my balls and cock. At this point my brain was so overloaded and unable to process all the signals my body was giving I did not even feel anymore that they started doing just that.
My last thoughts remain fixed on my lover…’James…I am coming to you.’…

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: Then barely audible as a distant feverish dream I heard a voice that sounded familiar but I could not remember who I heard “Save us Steel Angel”. And I felt a sting on my chest and a balming warmth flowing outwards, spreading over my body. I reached out for out, longing for it and the moment I touched it…My eyes went wide open and I roared like a beast. My body is convulsing and twisting hard. My heart is going into overdrive. My muscles flexing against my will. My eyes darted over my body and I saw how I was lashing out wildly, hell even my legs suddenly started spasming and kicking surprising all five of them and they backed off a bit while I continued shaking and trembling like a crazed guy. And then it happened, I saw how the blood, covering my entire body, vanished, absorbed by my body. The multiple stabs vanishing, the flesh knitting itself back whole. Parts of flesh and tendons of my cut of arm stretching and grabbing the ripped limb and pulling it back in. 6 pairs of eyes witnessing the restoration of my utterly destroyed body.
All this happening in a mere few seconds. ‘ultra healing.’ The first stage of the process. And I remembered the briefing. The change would ravage our body, rewriting every strand of dna, every atom of our body. We would die of such a drastic change so it took them ages to make sure we could survive that process. Which recently happened thanks to the breakthrough one of the guys had.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: And then I remembered the distant voice. Adam! Adam Rogers. It was his voice. He was the guy who had made that final breakthrough. A nerd through and through much unlike his twin, Mike Rogers who was one of our best soldiers. Pity he was at this facility. Things might have gone differently. I looked around and immediately found his dead body next to me, noticing the syringe in his hands and I realized he gave his life to save mine. He always joked he was not the hero type. Guess what Adam, in the end you were one after all.
By then I noticed the spasm in my body had reduced a lot and I felt I was back in control. I looked down and saw my body showed no signs of blood, of cuts, of broken bones, of bruises or anything. I even wiggled my toes. Everything worked again as it should be.
I then raised my legs, flexed them and jumped right up in one smooth move. And straightened myself up and flexed my body, admiring it for a second or two. All that hard trained muscle at full display with not a single blemish. Perfection!
I turned my head to the guys and saw their faces. A mix of shock, awe, and a tinge of fear. They knew of the serum. Their minds had enough brain cells to make the connection.
And I smiled savagely when I spoke to them: “My turn”.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: And before they even could move a muscle I was already on them. Amazing, a twitch of my leg and I moved faster than Usain Bolt and I felt the serum still flowing through me.
I grabbed the first who had raped my ass. My fingers simply crushed his chestplate while doing so and I pulled him in, turned him around and I kicked my bare foot right through his combat suit into his ass, plowing him him upto my knee. My foot utterly ravaged his insides. I pulled out again and threw him aside, knowing he would die from the internal injuries.
I moved on to the second who had broken my jaw, fucked my mouth. My fist launched towards his head and I simply smashed it through his mouth, breaking his jaw, his teeth, my fist flowing through his mouth and ending up cracking the back of his skull from the inside. I pulled out and he dropped dead.
The third one who had kicked me over and over I thanked him with a spinning kick. The force of my foot hitting his side so hard I broke his ribs, snapped his spine while his core was pushed sideways while his torso and legs were slower on the intake and took a moment to follow suit. His body flew to the elevator wall with a crunching sound where he slided down like a worthless bag of meat.
The fourth one tried to run but I was too fast. He tore my arm off. Guess what I did. His eyes wide, begging me not to do it. I ignored that wordless plea and ripped off his right arm. Then his left and then pushed him away. Blood shooting out of both stumps while he screamed, taking some steps before collapsing on his knees of the tremendous blood loss.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: The fifth one was hitting the elevator button like a madman. I smiled. “Sorry dude, voice command only”. He let go of the button and backed off to a corner, swinging the knife which cut my body. His eyes bulged when he saw those cuts instantly heal. It didn’t even hurt.
I reached out, grabbed both his wrists and snapped them, grabbing the knife and in a matter of a second or two the knife flashed around his body, me going though some training excercises using him as a training dummy. His body is a veritable exposé of my result. Blood flowing out of all those wounds I left him behind.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: Dealing with those 5 guys only lasted less than 20 seconds. My strength, skills, speed… All enhanced to such a level. Amazing. I turned around, my focus now on you. I left the elevator and saw the carnage you had enacted on the scientists. I looked around and saw you at the end of a row of desks with the serum and data disks in your hands. You were so enamored by your handiwork you hadn’t noticed I was back from the (near) dead. I bullrunned towards you, finally hearing something behind you and turned around. The sight of utter surprise on your face was comparable to the best high James eve gave me. In a mimic of the beginning of our battle outside I leaped, knee out and it hit straight into your damaged core. My increasing strength literally cratering your abs, pushing all of them completely in, mushing your insides. While your body was flung backwards crashing into one of the concrete pillars cracking it with enough force for your body to get stuck in it. No doubt your spine got broken.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: And while I kicked you I had grabbed the datadisk which I crunched in my palms. Keeping the secrets safe on the main server. However I did notice that my other hand did not have the serum. Your combat trained reflexes had managed to keep it out of my grasp by just the distance of a strand of hair.
And to my surprise that hand rose up and slammed in your chest. Your last act before your head fell down and your body went limp. “NOOOOOOOOO” I yelled out. I knew what was coming next.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: The last scientist lay dead at my feet. He had tried to hide in one of the connecting siderooms, huddling in the sauna. The gym was state of the art, and I made a note to update the gym back at my Dark Order headquarters. But now, with the last of the lab staff dead, with Steel Angel dead, I could administer the serum to myself and ... then it would be time for the Dark Order to finally shatter Freedom Force once and for all.

I wended my way through the exotic equipment lining the lab, to the desk where the trembling researcher had provided me with data drives packed with their research, and loaded up on the computer screen the notes about the serum. I read through it quickly, my eyebrows shooting up as I processed the summary. It was incredible, if it could be believed. Different phases ... starting with an ultra healing phase to allow the subject to survive the transformation, then progressing as the serum rewrote your very DNA until you settled into your final form. My cock began to harden again at the thought of the power implicit in this serum. The strength, the stamina, the speed, the endurance of ten men ... the ability to shrug off bullets and small arms fire, with muscle so thick that no normal human could hope to penetrate it with a blade. The ability to lift cars and toss them around as though they were just a heavy set of weights at the gym. With these powers, I could have, by myself, destroyed the entire force of elite Freedom Force Commandos we had faced. I would be unstoppable. A one man army ... finally, my demon of destruction would have the physical capabilities to match my lust for chaos and domination.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: I read the last sentence stating that the serum must be injected directly into the heart in order to function properly. And then, I heard a noise. A series of screams and crashes, the sound of flesh being torn apart. That would be my Troopers tearing Steel Angel limb from limb. No doubt they had finished with him. Suddenly, I hear a rapid patter of feet. What?

Confused, I look up, and turn towards the elevator. The shock that ripples across my face, the stunned look of confusion and disbelief is total and complete. Never in my life have I been so shocked. It was impossible. Running towards me like an avenging angel was, well, Steel Angel. A dead man ... risen from the grave. He was perfect. There was no sign of our battle. Not the slightest hint of a blemish on him, He was perfect. His body was full of power and strength. The look in his eyes ... the eyes of a man who just minutes ago had been physically and mentally broken... broken to the point that he had betrayed everything he believed in just for the hope of death ... the look in his eyes was one of steel-hard determination and fiery rage.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: I was too injured, too shocked, too utterly stunned to avoid that strike. All I managed to do is instinctively pull my arm containing the precious serum away from my body. And then your knee struck my core as your hand destroyed the data drive. Never in all my life have I felt such total destructive agony. Your knee penetrated my already ravaged and broken core like a nuclear missile might penetrate the battle-damaged armor of a battleship. That knee broke me. Completely. Pulverizing and liquifying much of my internal organs. I found myself bent over double flying backwards at a high velocity, blood and gore vomiting out of my mouth. My spine was ruptured. Somehow, someway, I stayed conscious. Simply because I refused to go out. Because I refused to accept defeat. My inner demon of destruction would never, could never accept defeat. Rage boiled in me, warring with pain, a weakness the likes of which I have never felt in my life. My body was covered in blood and gore, the ruin of my core was nothing but a gory collection of shattered muscle, bone and organs.

And somehow, I was embedded in a concrete pillar, so powerful had that knee been. My body was in shock… and though I was still conscious, somehow, by dint of my sheer will to conquer, death was imminent. I could already feel my faltering heartbeat, my vision began to dim. My eyes looked up and met yours. And you saw in my eyes, that despite everything, I was defiant. And then, I realized I was still holding the hypo-dermic needle. In the heart. I used the last of my fading strength to plunge the needle deep into my left pec, driving it with all my strength into my heart, plunging the stopper, flooding my heart with the thick, bluish glowing liquid serum.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Even as I began to lose consciousness, I felt this soothing, healing warmth radiating from my heart, spreading all over my body. My half-conscious mind reached out in longing for that healing warmt. I plunged into a pool of golden life. My eyes shot wide open and I roared like a beast. Every muscle in my body began to convulsing and twisting violently. My heart began beating impossibly fast.

Every single one of my muscles involuntarily flexed to the utter max, and beyond.

I began shaking in violent spasms, jerks and twists of my muscle, dislodging myself from the cracked column, falling to the floor shaking and trembling as though I was having a seizure. Which I was, in a very real way. My body was being re-programmed. I looked on in astonishment as my shattered core, my broken spine re-knitted before my eyes, my organs reforming, my perfect fortress-strong unconquered abs emerging whole and radiating strength once more. My broken arm, my lacerated face, my damaged knee, all of them trembled with this pool of life flooding me, and healed. I suddenly kipped up to my feet, and my eyes drilled into the Steel Angel’s face. Every single muscle in my body was cut sharper than steel, flooded with new life and a rapidly growing strength.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Across from me stood the gleaming, hard-muscled ultra-powered form of the Steel Angel, opposed by my own muscular, masculine perfection, powered by an utterly enraged demon of destruction.

I roared in primal fury, and charged towards you, roaring, “I BROKE YOU ONCE, AND I CAN DO IT AGAIN!” My sidearm was in my hand as I charged, firing a series of three bullets, each one tracking your movements with total precision and perfect aim. I was already an expert marksman before … but now, I feel as though I can anticipate your movements to such a level of perfection that every bullet slams into your perfect body. The gunshots tear into your thick muscled torso, clearly stunning you, allowing me to spear you savagely in your abs while you are stunned, returning the favor from earlier, driving you back brutally against the wall behind us, impaling you gruesomely on a steel rod protruding from the wall for reasons unknown. The rod rips into your broad, hard-muscled back. I watched the rod pierce your perfect body, and emerge from your solar plexus. I stand back, and raise my arms, letting out a roar of triumph as I kill my foe yet again!

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: With your last act of defiance, you had plunged that syringe into you. I was screaming and cursing. I had given the code, gambled on me getting the serum by some bloody miracle, which I did, and then stop you before you could get it yourself. I was too late by a second. Less than that. Now I moved back a bit, preparing for what kind of monster you would be when you get up from your own convulsing process. It doesn’t take long before you hit the floor and I saw your perfect sculpted muscle, battle hardened and just like me not a single blemish. The sight of you wooing men, women and men just upon first sight when they lay eyes on you. Why would your outside not reflect your inside. Ugly as hell…
Then you screamed at me and started shooting. Bullets hitting my pecs, digging into my muscle tissue, a cough and blood spills out of my mouth and by the rasping of my breathing I knew one of my lungs got punctured.
I tried to brace myself against your run, but the power behind your legs was beyond any regular man. I recognized it since I had used similar force to smash you against the concrete pillar. But I was not used to the force myself yet, so my blocking stance was swept away like wet tissue paper. These changes will require adjusting. Which would take time. Something neither of us is granting the other.
And then my core got speared, pushed over it till I hit the wall. Fuck. They still hadn’t finished repairing the damage from that failed lab experiment of last week?! I lowered my head, staring at the beam covered with blood and the remains of my insides. Remaining silent, which you took as me dying. But my mind was racing. I wasn’t dying. I felt my body still going strong. And the pain… Well, there wasn’t? Oh, I felt there was something off, I mean there was a freaking beam pierced through my body. How could I not feel it?

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: But I should be screaming and all that, but I didn’t. The serum… it must numb my senses, yet I felt so alive. Or perhaps it increases my pain tolerance. To compensate for what I was becoming.
I remained calm. My mind quickly analyzes the situation. I acknowledged the fact we had come full circle. Everything done so far tonight is utterly wasted. All those dead comrades in arms died for nothing. The scientists equally so. Only the data in the computers remain and 2 men from opposite camps. Now being powered up by the very thing both sides wanted to have and deny the other. In the end both forces were still in balance. Just with less living beings around us. I need to kill you right here and now, try to get the advantage back to my side.
So out of the blue my arms reached out and grabbed the end of the beam and I started to pull myself, sliding forward, slowly moving my body to free myself from it. At the same time since I was flexing my body including my pecs the bullets that pierced me were being pressed out and dropped down to the floor. The wounds rapidly sealing and within moments my pecs were their magnificent self again.
And for once you did not take advantage of the attack. Even you were impressed by what was happening in front of you. This stuff only existed in the realm of fiction. To see it for real…

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: With a final push I got free of the beam and dropped on my feet, straightened myself up and looked down at that fist size hole through my body. I was freaking standing with a hole in my body! And I saw my body literally knitting itself back whole. Taking only seconds before the shrinking gap closed entirely. My core fully restored. I was amazed by what the scientists had created. Heck I even punched my own abs. Solid thuds echoing. They even felt tougher.
I looked up and saw you hadn’t moved, your eyes and mind absorbing the entire spectacle. For one time I could relate. I did use your inaction to move onto you. You reacted fast but with my enhanced speed my punch still hit your pecs with a force not even a strongman in the world possessed. I saw the skin bursting open, the muscle beneath it shredding under the power of my punch. My fist digging in further till it hit your ribcage itself, cracking them. And all of that in a fraction of a second. The force behind the blow slammed your body backwards, you literally flying, crashing through some office desks and lab tables, creating a line of wrecked material, broken glass and whatnot till you crashed against the outer concrete wall where this time you simply landed on your feet.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: While you were still blasted back, I started to run, keeping pace with you, my feet stomping on the cracked glass, noticing they won’t pierce and cut my feet anymore. Halfway through the run I grab some steel cutting utensils from one of the nearby tables and barely a moment after you landed on your feet I smash into you, this time ramming you into the wall. Your bod cracking the concrete, bits and pieces falling to the ground. And then I slap one arm against the wall, using the sharp tools to stab and pierce the palm of your hand and stick it against the wall. I quickly do the same with your other hand and both feet, literally crucifying you.
I do not stop my attack, I need to be relentless and keep up before the serum ran it’s course, and I take a step back, lower myself into a boxing stance and start destroying your pecs and abs. Turning the muscle to mush, destroying your insides once more, cracking your entire ribcage and lats. Ruining and deforming your entire chest. Part of me was enjoying this, letting out all the frustration and humiliation you did upon me. Giving back with interest. But I knew I could not waste time playing with you, so I grabbed the last utensil and plunged it straight into your heart.
Only then I took a step back and admired my work, noticing I was not even breathing hard or sweating at all. I had not even tired myself out despite the short but intense physical activity.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Suddenly, my roar of triumph cut off because I could see quite clearly that despite the massive rod of steel piercing your body, despite the multiple savage gunshot wounds, you were very clearly not dead. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes had a look of stunned disbelief as you started to pull yourself PULL YOURSELF off of the steel rod impaling you. But the freakiest part of it all was the look of utter calm on your handsome face. As though you weren't in the slightest discomfort at all.

How... was this possible? Your steel-cut herculean muscle had a massive hole in it... and it was not a big deal. NOT A BIG DEAL. You pulled yourself off, and suddenly, right before my eyes, your wounds ... began to heal. Skin, bone, muscle, it all seemed to just flow together, bullets ejected from your body, your muscle once more unbroken, smooth, sharp, hard and radiating massive power.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Finally, still stunned, I shook myself out of my reverie. It was time to fight. I saw you start to move, and suddenly, all my combat training kicked into full gear. But I wasn't used to this body, to the new power and speed I possesed, and I wasn't fast enough to block your punch. The blow impacted on my concrete-hard pecs with a force like a MAC truck. Muscle compacting, skin rupturing, blood spraying, muscle compacted into trash, your fist drilling through my powerful pecs like a knife through hot butter, smashing into my ribcage and shattering it.

But there was no pain, just a mild tickling sensation. Even as the blow shot me backwards across the lab like a rocket-propelled grenade, decimating lab benches and furniture on my collision course with the concrete wall. I slammed into it, sending cracks down the length of it, chunks and sprays flying from the impact, but I simply slide down to my feet. I was about to transition into a fight stance, when my chest started tickling, and I looked down and saw the ribs already beginning to repair themselves, the muscles starting to flow back together. But the momentary fascination cost me.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Because suddenly I was crucified to the wall by lab tools!!! Sharp, diamond tipped cutting instruments piercing my hands and my feet, driven through with such power they dig into the concrete. But again... no pain. Just a mild tickling. Yet, strain my thick, powerful muscled legs and arms as hard as I might, I can't get myself free.

Then, I have more important problems to worry about. Your fists start absolutely SMASHING my steel-hard, combat-forged muscle with a savage speed and brutality I'd never seen or experienced. And this time... it's more than just a tickling sensation. It's a feeling of wrongness all up and down my torso. Your fists were literally beating my proud muscles, gleaming, hard as steel, bursting with strength, into hamburger meat, bit by bit. So many punches, so hard, so fast, blood bursting, bones cracking, my perfect muscle getting deformed, my pecs bashed in, caving in from the pressure, blood starting to spray out of my mouth. Yeah, I was feeling that. My ab wall decimated, your fists smashing so hard into my core they were burying themselves in my body, driving practically to my backbone. That hurt.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: But... at the same time, I was also starting to feel ... stronger. It was impossible... and yet, there it was. My biceps and quads began to tighten, feeling harder, denser, more ... powerful.

Then, having finished the destruction of my torso, turning my steel-hard perfection into a ruined, deformed wasteland, you plunged a sharp lab implement deep into my left pec, piercing my pecs, and driving into my heart. I gasped at the strange sensation as you backed off to admire my handiwork. My chest tightened, and a deep, dangerous pain spread through my trembling body. But suddenly, out of nowhere, while you were distracted by admiring the destruction you wrought, my biceps suddenly flexed to the max, power surging through them. My quads rippled, flexing with newfound might.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: I blacked out for a moment, that level of damage nearly overwhelming the healing factor of the serum, but somehow I pulled through, my eyes popping open, though I felt weak even while my muscles were strengthening and hardening.

With a sudden, desperate struggle of my new found strength, one of my boots came free, and shot up, smashing you in the balls with such speed and power while you were distracted that the blow smashed your thick balls against your pubic bone with sickening force. There was a CRUNCH as your balls were instantly ruptured, and the force of the blow blasted you straight up, your head smashing into the concrete ceiling with such speed, it fractured your skull, making a crater in the concrete ceiling.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: My torso, once more, began to repair itself, muscle knitting and bones resetting, until suddenly, there was a pop, and the sharp implement was suddenly ejected from my heart. I gasped in a sigh of relief.

As you fell back down falling from the ceiling, I had managed to yank those lab implements out of my hands, flipped them around and held them like two knives in my hands. As your body smashed back to the ground, I brought my hands together like two pincers, driving those sharp diamond tipped blades with newfound speed and precision directly into your ears, smashing through your eardrums like a knife through hot butter and burying themselves deep into your brains.

Even that gave you pause… as if your busted balls and fractured skull were not enough, having blades slammed through your ears and into your brains was no joke.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: But I wasn’t done yet. I wasn’t quite done healing, and I’d noticed that the healing process wasn’t quite as fast as it was at first. But, my steel-cut muscles were harder, denser, thicker, rippling with more power, it seemed that the stronger I became, the slower I was healing. Though it was still, at this stage, incredibly fast. I wasn’t sure if those blades driving into your brain would be enough, I needed you dead. While you were still convulsing from the shock of the blades driving into your brain, I reached down and grabbed your ankles. I stepped away from the wall, and began to spin you around faster and faster by your ankles, my muscles growing harder and stronger slowly but surely. When I reached a fantastic rate of rotation, I let go of your ankles, and you shot across the lab faster than a cruise missile, smashing with savage force into one of the large machines. I had no fucking clue what it was for, but it was loaded with massive drums of chemicals and mixing chambers, with complex electronics throughout. Upon impact, you smashed through several of the large drums of chemicals, and when the chemicals mix, there is an enormous explosion, a fireball that chars a massive portion of the lab, sending bits of metal, electronics, and toxic chemicals spewing in all directions.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: I had thought piercing your heart would have killed you. I mean it is an important organ and the place where both blood and serum flows through. It would be logical, wouldn’t it? But to my dismay you live. Not even that is enough to kill you or me, wondering what would actually do it. I saw you struggling, your muscles bulging, your body restoring itself and then suddenly one of your boots got free and smashed straight between my legs. I felt my balls rupturing, my tool flattening, pressed into my pelvis which shatters, my body launched upwards crashing into the ceiling, my skull cracking while at the same time drilling a hole into the ceiling, the bits of concrete falling down. I remain stuck there for a few seconds while I put my hands against the ceiling and push it out. My skull deformed but I felt it resetting itself immediately. I dropped down and noticed in those seconds you had gotten free and were healing already. With your hands no longer stuck, they were flying swiftly exacting your revenge on me, stabbing both knives through my ears and eardrums straight into my brain. I turned deaf instantly and started spasming a bit. Seems some brain functions got damaged, yet I still could think clearly.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: And you were not finished with me yet. Your desire to destroy me rivaling mine. Round and round I was swung, faster and faster till I was let go and flew through the lab straight into one of the chemical machines Adam had shown to me some days ago on a tour of the lab.
The serum required some complex mixtures, which in their initial stage were toxic and/or flammable till thoroughly mixed and their molecular composition changed. The speed I was flung was ballistic so when I crashed into the machine, my body destroyed it, the compounds broke free out of their canisters, mixed and did what the laws of physics demanded them to do and a massive explosion rocked the laboratory.
My body was trashed from the brute force, my skin burned to a crisp, flung out of the explosion and hit the central reactor core, cracking it’s shell, bouncing off it and I crashed to the ground and slided over the ground towards you. Your foot stops my bodies’ forward momentum. You looked down and saw a thoroughly burned and smoking body. A smile creeping up and whispering “Yeah I do like them crispy from time to time.” Your eyes feasting on the sight of your foe defeated… Till I opened my eyes and looked at you.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: And despite my horrific state I moved my limbs. My hands moved to my skull, grabbing the half melted utensils and I pulled them out of my head. I felt a pop and not long after my hearing returned. Slowly I started to crawl up, noticing that my body was healing, burned skin falling off me, replaced by fresh skin and on a side note I noticed my tattoos remained. I had no clue how that was possible, but I was happy for it. Still I did notice that after the initial recovery boost, my body remained raw at some places, the healing still there, but having slowed to a crawl compared to the beginning.

Then suddenly a cold shiver ran through me, making me straighten up fully and I flexed my body and I felt…stronger. Every inch of me trembling. Bristling with power. And I realized I hit the second stage. The conversion of my bodies’ genetic structure was complete. The super healing effect wears off. Oh I would still heal faster than a regular human and from wounds that would kill them instantly. But this amazing super healing factor that was necessary for stage 1 and which made me…us… nearly immortal, that was gone. And I knew it would not be much longer before you hit that stage too. You did take the serum a bit later then I did.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: So while my body was still fully recovering I hastened myself realizing that while you still had super healing on your side, I now had super strength far beyond your level. I needed to capitalize on that. So I moved towards you, you reacting by punching and kicking me. But prior to before, neither your punches nor your kicks did even dent my abs or made my head swivel. The hardness of my muscle is enough to reduce anything you did to the level of baby slaps. Not even that. I chuckle when I saw you take a step back. “Oh is the big bad boy scared of me? Come here I will give you a hug.”.
And I reached out, grabbed your traps and with a simple squeeze I pulverized the bones beneath them. I pulled you in and slapped your ripped muscle against mine and moved my arms to wrap themselves around you. My hands locking at your back and without wasting a second I started to give you the father of all bearhugs. And the bones of your arms cracked without even giving a moment of resistance. Your pecs muscle tissue shredded as if it was just chocolate paste, flattened against mine. Your ribcage audibly objecting for a single second before every bone of it simply cracks and your entire torso flattens against mine. Your lungs squashed, all air forced out of you along with more blood. My hand pressing so hard on your back muscle they are ripped apart and pushed aside and your spine snaps like a twig when I rubbed them with my pinky fingers.
Your entire upper chest flattened and deformed in my sweet sweet embrace.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: At the same time I had walked us to a nearby door. I let go of my hug, keeping you standing with one hand while the other grabs the door and opens it. Inside a large hall is seen, filled with more machinery of all kinds. A separate workshop where the scientists and engineers could work on the more noisy construction stuff for both the lab and designing the serum.
I rush past some of them, looking for a specific machine which I quickly find. I then grab you by the throat with one hand and lift you up like a feather while the other grabs the remains of your combat pants and rips them off your body. The same with your boots. Stripping you completely naked.
I then slam you on the workbench of the machine and activate the robot arm hovering over it. it wakes up, positions itself and then between your legs a laser beam appears slowly moving towards you. I see the worry in your eyes. Your torso and arms were healing but slower than before and I was using my superior strength to keep you pinned down. Your legs kicking wildly didn’t help at all. In fact you trashed them against the laser and it simply gashed them and pierced holes straight through the muscle and bones. I chuckled while you tried to get away.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: “Oh no. you won’t get away from this. I cut you, I beat you, I stabbed you and that didn’t work. Let’s see if slicing you in half would. And it will be fun when these”… And I punched your cock and balls, flattening them on the table…” are the first one to go. After all, you owe me big time.”
And with a fascination that might have impressed your darker side if you were not the one on the receiving side I kept your body pinned down while I watched intently while the laser inched closer and closer till it hit your balls and started to cut its way through them and slowly moved up your body. I hit the button to increase the setting to maximum. The laser intensifying and speeding up. It would burn out the machine fast, but I did not care. As long as it would last long enough do its job and hopefully kill you.
But then my hands that were pressing down on your body, keeping you in place felt your body go cold for a moment and I noticed you shivering. I recognized it. It happened to me too. And I realized I had run out of time. And in a corner of my mind a whisper echoed; “Now there are two…”

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: I watched with sadistic delight, my cock becoming rock hard and leaking pre-cum as my inner demon of destruction gloried in the fireball that consumed a section of the lab, ejecting burning debris and starting multiple small fires. Then, shot out of the inferno like a flaming comet came your hard muscled body, your perfection marred savagely by intense burns. You smashed like a meteor into the central reactor, an ominous crack spreading from the impact point, before dropping, surely dead, at my feet.

My boot crunched down on your crispy, smoking, burnt muscle. I nearly shot my wad, my eyes feasting on your body, murmuring “Yeah I do like them crispy from time to time.” Then, you opened your eyes and looked at me. Primal rage burned inside me. How? How could you survive, even with the super serum, having knives thrust through your ears into your brains? But then you simply ripped the knives out of your ears, and began to stand up. Your body was healing before my eyes, burnt skin flaking away, new skin, new muscle, gleaming with steel-hard perfection forming before my eyes. But it was happening slower, as was mine. I hadn’t read enough of the notes to learn about the stages of the serum, but I guessed much. Fury and a thirst for destruction consumed me, and even as I moved in to attack you, I saw some kind of shiver pass through you. Your muscle rippled, and it looked harder somehow, more dense. Thicker, tighter, sharper. My fists smashed into your body while you stood there. My boots drove with precision and lethal skill into your ribs, your knees, your chin with a series of kicks, while my fists smashed against your abs with about as much effect as a normal man punching concrete. But you were totally unmoved. Somehow, suddenly, your strength had ratcheted up an order of magnitude. My mind remembered one line from the notes, *the strength of ten men*, I wondered if this was that strength coming to you first since you took the serum before me.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: I stepped back, shock and awe in my eyes. I couldn’t even hurt him, but what he could do to me… well, I didn’t have to wait long. With a chuckle, you stepped forward, and before I could move out of the way, I was enfolded in your embrace. It was not a kind or gentle embrace. Even though I was still in my superhealing phase, I suddenly experienced a sharp burst of pain, flooding my brain with danger signals. For a moment my steel hard torso, my mighty chest and broad back muscles, my powerful arms, trapped at my sides, resisting the sudden insane burst of compressive force. But only for a moment. And then I screamed as nearly every rib, my arms and my spine broke under the pressure. My muscles, just moments ago gleaming with steel-hard protection, ruptured and smashed into paste. My torso collapsed, crushed into a pulp, lungs destroyed. Blood jettisoned out of my mouth into your face as my internal organs were compressed into bloody gore, and I actually lost consciousness. The super healing was slowing down, and was this close to being overwhelmed,almost unable to heal the damage fast enough to keep me alive. I was on death’s doorstep.

When I woke up, I gargled in agony from the sensation of having my balls smashed by your brutal fist. I was naked now, the remains of my combat trousers ripped off. I was laid out on some kind of bench. My smashed chest was healing, but not nearly enough to repair the damage you had caused with your bearhug. And it was still slowing down. This … this might be it. I might be facing my death. Then you activated a laser beam overhead, it slowly moved down the length of the bench between my legs, headed for my cock and balls. I tried to fight, threw everything I could into the fight, thrashing my legs, but that just got me savage wounds piercing my herculean quads from the searing hot laser for my efforts, leaving burning hot gashes. You ruthlessly kept me pinned, that laser beam moving relentlessly towards my manhood. You explain your plan to bisect my body, and again I contemplate the possibility of death. There would be no way to recover from being cut in half.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: I continued to fight, and then the laser touched the seam in my ballsac separating my testicles. You intensified the laser beam’s power level to maximum. The beam pierced the flesh of my ballsac, disintegrating it, and a wave of pain smashed into my brain, and I screamed. This was it… I was going to die. The laser moved up my body, slicing my ball sac in half, with waves of agony so intense it threatened to knock me out again. The laser continued up my body, slicing my cock in half, burning through my groin and beginning up my lower abs, the beam searing through muscle, flesh, bone, organs, cauterizing and searing me to death. I thrashed wildly, but you held me down. A new surge of pain smashed into my brain, and suddenly, I lost consciousness again.

You felt my body grow cold, and start to shiver. I began to dream as I drifted in agony, my wounds not fully healed even as the serum transitioned to the second stage. Somehow, in my dream state, I knew this was bad. If I lost my ability to rapidly heal right now, then despite gaining strength to match yours, I would be greatly incapacitated, and you would kill me with ease. My inner will to conquer, that indomitable desire to destroy, to dominate, to overcome, my demon of destruction woke up. In my dream state, it exploded into white hot rage. Somehow, in some way that scientists might study for decades, in my dream state that surge of white hot rage from my inner demon shot through my body interacting with the serum coursing through my veins in an unpredictable manner, and you felt my cold skin suddenly turn searing hot. This was not supposed to happen. And yet, it had.

A final surge of ultra fast healing rippled through my body, my chest, my spine, my broken arms, all of them suddenly flew back together, my internal organs mended. The slice began to cut me in half mended, and my abs reforged themselves beneath the laser’s cutting beam ejecting it like an unwanted guest. Every muscle in my body suddenly snapped into the second stage, gaining my final strength and toughness, able to shake off bullets and small arms fire, knives could not cut me, and even the most powerful laser would take a very long time to cut through my body. The heat faded as the laser spluttered ineffectually against my lower abs. Oh, it might cut through in time, say a few minutes, but right now it was just making my muscled lower abs uncomfortably hot. Then, my eyes shot open, and now … my skin grew cold again, as the second stage finished, along with an unexpected burst of final ultra healing. But I knew now there would be no miracle healing for either of us.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: My hands shot out and grabbed your head as you were leaning over me, trying to pin me down. With a yank of might and muscle, my biceps rippled with a strength to equal yours, as I reached up and spiked your eyes with my thumbs. The assault on your eyes was intended to blind and stun you, while I tucked in my knees, my quads coiling like springs as I unleashed them in a savage kick right into your steel hard pecs, rocketing your body up into the robotic arm, dissolving the emitter into broken junk. The force I unleashed was so savage it bashed you through the top of the machine, and up into the concrete roof, which cracked, dislodging chunks of concrete to rain down on the workshop. I sprang to my feet, feeling a surge of power, a sheer raw strength, a toughness,a hardness and density to my muscles, a stamina, and a speed to my reflexes, beyond anything I’d felt before. Every muscle felt more defined and sharper than ever before. My body was a perfect machine for total destruction and domination.

As you started to fall back down towards me, I spun rapidly, delivering the spinning back kick that I had used to great effect in our original battle to shatter your core, smashing it once more into that fortress ab wall that was now ten times stronger and tougher than before, but I was also ten times stronger. The blow smashed you savagely, sending you hurtling across the workshop with so much force that when your body smashed into the wall, your hurtling muscle broke right through it, ending up in the underground parking garage. Your body slammed into the side of a car, denting the frame. In a shot, I bounded across the workshop, out into the underground garage after you. I had stunned you with my blow, and you were slow to get up. I reached over, and with a surge of speed and might, I hefted the small truck parked next to us, and with a surge of muscle, I lifted it up in the air over my head. The truck must have weighed about 6000 pounds. And yet, while my muscles were straining a bit, veins popping out on my arms, and cords standing out on my neck, I knew I could lift even heavier than this at need. With a roar, I turned towards your body as you finally struggled up to your feet, swinging the truck to build up terrific momentum, and DROVE the truck into you, smashing the grill of the truck’s engine directly into your mighty chest and core with every ounce of power I possessed, sending you flying, and releasing the truck to send it tumbling after you.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: The shiver… It meant your body was finishing the transformation. And it did. For the last time I saw the super healing work it’s magic, your body healing rapidly till your cut flesh was mended and the laserbeam… something all scientists made sure to stay away from when active to avoid accidents…was doing nothing. Oh I saw the spot where it hit you singe a bit, but no longer it pierced your body. And just like knives and bullets it seems we are impervious to such a thing. Or at least to the strength of what this machine is capable of. It was more designed for precision, not brute force.
And that was exactly what you did. You reached for my head and I felt your strength rivaling mine, your thumbs pressing into my eyes. Forced to let go of you and slap them away. But too late, I was already kicked away, destroying parts of the machine, slamming again against the roof, idly wondering just how high we would fly if there was no roof above us, and falling down again, meeting your kick in the process with the full power of your superstrength. I flew back, crashed into a wall..no… through the wall and ended up in the garage. I rose up, noticing I was just fine despite just being slammed through a concrete wall a feet thick. I lifted my gaze to you and my eyes went wide when I saw you lifting up that truck. Your sculpted body, veined allover, a marvel to behold. Then that truck was smashed into me and I felt the steel front side bending around me while I noticed no pain whatsoever. I still got slammed back rolling and skidding on the floor, but quickly setting my feet down, slid a bit and then just when I got up the truck flew towards me.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: I pushed out my arms, readying for the impact and when the truck had closed the gap my hands grabbed it and I was forced to take a few steps back, feeling the blunt force and weight pushing against my arms and body. But I pushed back. My own arms bulged and veins popped out, but to my surprise I took it all and stopped the truck, keeping it floating in front of me with my own 2 hands.
I then threw it aside, crashing against a wall, turning it into a scrap heap.
I cracked my hands and rolled my shoulders and neck and smiled and then simply walked towards you, just as you did. Both of us met in the middle of the room and immediately we began to throw in punches and kicks, switching between various combat styles and moves. Every single one of them hit the other. It was clear that we both wanted to test out what our bodies could take, so everything went into offensive, nothing in defensive. Well, technically not true. Our diamond hard souped up bodies were our defense. Minutes passed while we punched, kicked, slammed each other around the garage. My fist hitting your pecs, seeing them ripple under the force that could shatter buildings, my knee ramming into our core, only to be stopped by their insane density. My leg kicking you in the head, body flying and ramming some of the other cars and support pillars. Metal twisting, concrete crumbling. And you did the same with me.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: 2 forces of nature clashing nonstop, we kept going strong. Our stamina seeming unending. Still while neither of us got the upper hand in this slugfest, I did feel some small pangs of pain and my body gathered an impressive array of bruises that slowly vanished. Our superstrength was getting through somewhat. Just not enough to make a difference, to get the victory we wanted. And despite everything, my face was plastered with a massive smile. I was enjoying this immensely. I always loved a good fight and this one definitely falls under that category.
My stiff hard rod pointing at you, leaking unashamedly a clear sign.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: I watched in something like awe at my own power as I realized I had just tossed a 6000 pound truck through the air! But once more, you proved yourself my equal in power and might in every way! You CAUGHT that massive truck in your arms, muscles bulging with incredible power. My cock throbbed as I realized how strong both of us were. You manhandled the truck, smashing it brutally against the wall where it crumpled into a pile of twisted metal. You smiled, stretching yourself, popping knuckles, rolling shoulders, like a prize fighter about to enter the biggest fight of his life as you started to walk towards me.

My own smile split my face in a wide grin, and I started towards you. My cock was rock hard, and leaking pre-cum, the raw power I was capable of dishing out, the raw power you were capable of expending, it turned me on more deeply than anything ever had before. My demon of destruction was feasting ravenously.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: We met in the middle, exchanging blow after blow, I switched between all of my various combat styles, throwing punches, kicks, knees, elbows faster than the eye could follow. Every single blow found its target, and none of the blows had more impact on you than causing a mild, irritating bruise after a while. I was feeling both exhilarated but also frustrated. I was delivering blows with technique, power and precision that could shatter steel, but they were not shattering your muscle. Likewise, your blows smashed into my ultra-dense, ultra-hard, made for combat muscle, and barely dented me. I shrugged them off. Something wasn't right. But I just started to hit harder, poured more power into every move. My fists smashed into your unyielding muscle, harder and stronger than steel, with such power you could see the shockwaves rippling across your ab wall, but that did not stop you, just bruised you slightly. I began to think more strategically, deliberately blasting your body with high powered kicks and bunches to send you flying into trucks, cars, and concrete walls. All of them were leveled, but you simply came back at me as though you'd taken a minor tumble, returning the favor, kicking me in the head, sending my seemingly indestructible body sailing, demolishing more cars, more pillars.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Then, I began to rethink the flow of this battle. I needed something to give me an advantage. I needed to harness physics and technique to help me tip the balance. You came at me to throw a punch, the smile on your face matching my own, this time, I didn't try to throw one of my own. Instead, viper fast, my hands snapped out to intercept your incoming punch. Using a simple wrist manipulation, I used technique rather than strength to lock your arm out. Normally at this point, I would break the arm. But that is likely futile, because it seems our strength doesn't match up with our toughness. But what I can do is, similar to what I did earlier, I start to rotate in place, holding you by your locked out arm, building up incredible momentum, like an Olympic shot put champion, faster and faster. But this time, I'm far stronger than I was when I tossed you into the chemical mixer back in the lab, and so I build up incredibly more momentum than before.

When I release your arm, you rocket across the garage, punching through the side of a massive big rig truck trailer as though it were paper, leaving a huge Steel Angel sized hole in it. You hit the concrete wall on the other side, and there is a massive explosion of concrete and dirt, as you smash through it. On the other side is the specialized gym, where the standard weights in use were 1000 pounds each. Clearly, this gym was meant to train the new super soldiers. Your body still had considerable momentum when it smashed into the weight tree. The entire tree wobbled, and then collapsed dumping 8 different 1000 pound plates right on top of your body.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: I charge in after you, assessing the situation. Carefully, I grab two 1000 pound weights in each hand, watching as you rise up, shoving off the massive weights, starting to get to your feet. Then, I throw my first weight like frisbee, my massive bicep and core gathering phenomenal power. Again, I train with all kinds of weapons, involving countless techniques for throwing various weapons. My aim, skill, strength, and technique are perfect as the weight smashes with awesome momentum into your muscled neck, right over your carotid artery. A powerful strike to a man’s carotid can knock a man out, or kill him. In your case, it did neither but it stunned you badly, I could see the dazed look in your eye. I threw the second one right on the back of the first, and it sliced unerringly towards your neck again, smashing your carotid artery on the side of your neck with relentless force. That time, you collapsed to your knees, then fell face first, humping the gym floor as you were in a kind of dream state. I knew it wouldn’t last long, so I charged into action. I kicked you over onto your back, then delivered a punch right to your Adam's apple, full power. There was a crunching noise, and I knew I’d done enough to keep stunned for a bit longer. I stacked weights across your body, two on your chest, two on your abs, two on your crotch, and two on your thighs. 8000 pounds of weight on your body. Then, ripping off some of the steel cable from a weight machine, I tied those weights in place, using figure eights to pin your arms to your side, and to pin your quads together, wrapping them through the center hole of the stacks of weights to hold them in place. You were starting to stir again, so this time I jabbed my thumb into your neck, applying stabbing pressure to your carotid until you went into that half dream state. I wasn’t strong enough, clearly, to knock you out completely.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Then, I dropped down low, and wormed my arms under your back and quads. Every single muscle in my body went steel hard, and for the first time since taking the serum, I really struggled to lift you. Cords were standing out on my neck, veins were popping out, the strain on my body was enormous. I realized I was pushing myself beyond my current strength. But the demon of destruction howled in fury and I managed to deadlift 8000 pounds of weight in my arms. Staggering, I stumbled over to the vast swimming pool joined to the gym, then just as you were coming out of your dream state, I dumped you into the water. There was an awesome splash, emptying nearly a quarter of the pool in a vast wave, as your body sank like a stone to the bottom of the pool, arms tied to your side by massive steel cables that would be difficult to snap. If I couldn’t bash you to death, then I would simply drown you.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: Gradually the fighting shifted. Your moves subtly shifting into more tactical approach, which was a weak point for me. After all I had no fixed style, mixing various martial arts that suited me the best. I countered them as much as I could while I still tried to punch through your incredible dense muscle. But then you outsmarted me and I was stuck in a series of events that led me to this point. Gift wrapped with steel cables and weighed down by those special weight plates I saw the machine shop design and build as part of the future ultra gym the enhanced would use to test out the serum and train our bodies. I sank to the bottom of the pool, seeing you standing at the edge, your hands worshiping your body and playing with your rod. You sick fucker was getting turned on on seeing me drowning.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: I started to flex my muscle, fighting back against the weights, trying to break the cables, but all of it was top-notch work and while a minute and then two passed I failed to break free. And slowly I started to feel my body demanding air. Fresh air. Powerful as we have become, something as basic as oxygen was still required. I wrestled even more sensing the urgency, but slowly the demand for air started to overwhelm me and I felt getting weaker and weaker. The urge to open my mouth and breath in nigh impossible to resist. For I would not gather air, but drink water and drown. My eyes started to get heavy and despite my best effort they closed down, my mind drifting away and in a distance I started to hear laughter. I focused on it and realized it was James. He was leading me blindfolded to the backyard of our house. Laughing at me out since I had trouble trusting his directions, which he deliberately made false, making me bump into some things. Still I ended up at the terrace where he removed my blindfold and after I blinked my eyes I saw he had bought me a present. He knew I was into motorcycles. And I meant ‘into’. I always joked they were my one bigger love then him. He sulked every time which was cute. Now for my birthday he bought me the thing I actually got horny about when it was produced in a very limited set. Never figured out how he got it or how he paid for it since the bloody thing cost 11 million dollars in an auction. Before my eyes was the Neiman Marcus Limited.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: I was speechless at first and then kissed him so long he had to tap out for air. Air I was sorely lacking by now. The dream started to break up, but the last words I still heard quite clearly; “I love you Angel. Never die on me.”
And those words echoed through my mind. And at that moment I decided I would NOT die here. I forced my eyes to open and willed my body to move. I felt getting warmer and warmer, shaking, trembling, my body battling against the cables and the weights. The pool water gets wilder and wilder, waves forming and smashing over the edge. And then the cables broke, my body free I stomped my feet down and rose up from the water like Poseidon incarnated, bursting out of the water, breathing in much needed air and flung my arms wide open. The pack of weights flying all directions smashing into the walls, ceiling, against you forcing you to take some steps back.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: I felt my body bursting with energy. Power incarnated. I twitched my legs and simply jumped out of the poolwater and landed straight in front of you, my left arm grabbing your trap, squeezing and to your surprise my fingers dug in deep into your so far unbeaten muscle, locking you in the spot. My right arm then launched itself like an asteroid impacting towards Earth. Here instead it was your abs. And from the first blow my fist dug in deep, pushing your core to the limits. The second hit followed immediately after, breaching them. The third destroyed your core utterly. The fourth pushing in wrist deep, forcing all air out of you. The fifth being the most powerful of them all, pushing my arm halfway and when you spit out some blood I knew I had gotten through you.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: By now I was not thinking clearly, my body having taken over my mind. And when I had speared your impenetrable fortress wall I turned you around and simply shoved you head first through the concrete wall. Your head ramming through it and ending on the opposite side, back in the central lab where the fire we created before was still growing unimpeded. I did not care.
Your head was on one side, your chest stuck in the concrete and your ass… Your ass was sticking on my side of the wall. And I was by now so incredibly horny, my own rod overpowering common sense, it looked sooo inviting I grabbed your glutes and used my maxed out strength to squeeze them and push them aside, opening the way for my rod to ram straight into your ass and started pumping like a crazed man. My loin pushing and pumping my rod inside of you, quickly reaching that all time high and then my balls blasted their load inside of you. And not just a few strands of cum, no every single part of our body was enhanced. Even the quantity of our milk. I shot a massive stream inside of you, filling your insides at a frightening pace. So much my balls and cock pressed in you, your body couldn’t handle it and cum was forcefully pushed out of your ass, spraying and leaking over our legs.
I loved it. All those beating, the torture, you raping me before. All that pent up frustration was pushed out of me and into you. And I slapped your ass while proudly yelling “Hell yeah. Payback is a bitch. You’re my bitch now!”
And I enjoyed every single moment of it.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: As your body sank to the bottom of the pool, the water washing over my naked feet, I sat there, standing, chest heaving from the exertion of lifting the 8000 pounds, and stared down at you. You began to thrash wildly as you shook off my stunning blows, but the steel cables were designed to withstand up to 8000 pounds of force, and they would not give, even to our might. I had done it. I had finally found a way to kill the Steel Angel. My cock became harder and harder, and I started to stroke my dick, elation and triumph. As your struggles lessened, I furiously pumped my cock harder. The thrill of watching you drown, watching your mighty body, forged of super steel, begin to finally die, my balls churned, my inner demon of destruction surged with lust at your impending death.

But then suddenly, all at once, your eyes shot open. Shock rippled through my body. WHAT??? Another kind of ripple seemed to travel through your body. I could swear that your muscles suddenly pumped up, swelled. But it wasn't ... how ... the serum had run it's course? The water splashed in every direction as you began to thrash, and then suddenly the cables snapped!!! THAT WASN'T POSSIBLE!!! With a roar that I heard even above water, you rose from the pool with a mighty thrust, sending those massive 1000 pound weights flying every which way. I ducked as one nearly took my head off. Others smashed into walls, shattered the glass wall of the sauna, plowed into the gym. As the water roiled out from your thrashing and rising, it was ... WARM. Too warm. I looked at you, steam rising off your body as you exploded out of that pool.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: You leapt out of the water, and landed right in front of me. I flexed my muscle, put up my fists, and prepared myself for another inconclusive round of us trading blows. But that's not what happened. Instead you seized my trap. I looked annoyed, smashing my arm up to knock you lose, but you didn't budge. My eyes widened as suddenly you actually began to squeeze hard enough to send pain shooting through my traps. Your strength... of course, how else could you have escaped ... seemed to have gone through another power up!! I was paralyzed on the spot, the nerves twitching and spasming under that suddenly overpowered grip.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Your right fist smashed into my abs, and though I held my ab wall flexed to the max, the shock was enormous, your fist sinking into my core, despite my best efforts, sending a shockwave of destruction tearing through that fortress of steel, unleashing terrible damage. But my flex held, despite the agony. However, the second shot shattered my fortress, the destruction tearing and ravaging the steel core bricks, shattering them, sinking deep into my core, knocking all the wind out of me and sparking a deep, sickening pain.

The third blow smashed in right after, and that one unleashed all of its power directly into my breached core, ripping through my internal organs, damaging kidneys, liver, spleen. I groaned and trembled, disbelief at how you were doing this flooding my brain. The fourth blow gutted me utterly, every bit of wind smashed from my lungs. I would have collapsed had you not been holding me, then the fifth blow sunk in nearly to my spine, and I coughed up, spraying blood. I was injured, badly injured. Once again, you had conquered my core.

I was in a daze as my head smashed through the wall, looking out into the lab, where fires raged unchecked now, and red lights were flashing on the reactor core. I noticed none of that though, because suddenly you were grabbing my ass. I gasped, No no no no...

You can’t … YOU CAN’T. But you did. You rammed your massive man smasher directly into my virgin ass!!! NO ONE HAD EVER FUCKED ME BEFORE. It was a point of enormous pride, that I DID THE FUCKING. I DID THE CONQUERING. I DID THE RAPING. NO ONE RAPED ME!

But you were. You were pumping your cock in my ass like a piston, and the pain was unbelievable. Not only in my ass, which felt like it was on fire, your dick ripping into my hole, but my crushed core was healing only very slowly, not enough to make a difference in this battle, and the pain was mind-blowing. Fury burned in me, building hotter and hotter. When you shot your load, there

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: was so much cum flooding my guts it felt like a balloon blowing up inside me. I screamed, as thick gobs of your virile seed leaked out of my ass. You had … you had not only raped me… you had seeded me.

And then you slapped my ass and called me a bitch.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: My entire world turned white. From deep inside me, from the very core of my will to conquer, a wave of sheer hot fire, frustration at my humiliation, an utter refusal to be beaten spread out like a super nova. Suddenly, my entire body turned hot, a wave of heat like an open flame erupted from my skin, and I suddenly felt hot to the touch. My muscles rippled, and hardened turning from the consistency of steel to diamond, they swelled slightly, gaining more mass, more power, and more strength. I realized this is what must have happened to you. There was one more stage … triggered by .. need, fury, determination, a deep inner will.

Suddenly, I let out a roar, bracing my arms against the sides of the wall, and pulling forward, ripping the wall to rubble in my fury, stepping into the lab. My core had healed a little bit, but not enough to make a difference, it was still badly damaged from your assault, and blood was still dripping out of my mouth, but all of my muscles now matched yours in power and strength. Pain I was familiar with. Pain was an old friend. I could deal with pain.

But I didn’t care how badly I was injured. You had raped me. You had seeded me. You had done something to me that no man had ever done before. And you would die for your crimes. Here and now. The look in my eyes was one of pure fury, hate, and the utter need to destroy completely.

I drove towards you, knowing I was at a disadvantage with my injured core, and you lashed out with your foot to kick my guts. But I grabbed your ankle in both my hands, protecting my injured core, and brutally pulled you towards me with my grip, throwing you off balance. As you fought to get your balance, my hands shot out, and seized you by your throat and by your balls, my arms bulging with power, holding you up over my head, then turning to face the flashing red reactor, kneeling, and delivering a backbreaker with every ounce of my power, every functioning muscle in my body flexing to its full power as I drove you down across me knee. The impact was so utterly massive that massive cracks spread out from my feet, widening to over 3 feet, swallowing benches and equipment. The concrete directly beneath us dissolved into rubble, and the entire facility lurched a bit. That blow had hurt you, badly.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Your head and feet whiplashed so savagely they bounced off the concrete before your muscled frame bounced off my knee to land face first in the rubble. Still holding my core, I staggered over to you, and dropping down to straddle your twitching thighs, I began to plow my fists into your kidneys with savage, unrelenting power.

The first and second blows smashed into your right and left kidneys, and I could see the shockwave rip across your body. The third and fourth blows smashed into your kidneys with so much force, my fists actually sank into your back, unleashing a savage shockwave into your core.

The fifth and sixth blows blasted into your kidneys with so much power they left massive dents in your back, and a stream of blood shot out of your cock from the savage kidney damage. After totally fucking your back with my back breaker and fists, I hauled you up, my hands on your lats, and threw your dazed body up into the air, your cock leaking blood. As you fell back down towards me I pulled back my right fist, my bicep swelling with every ounce of rage, hate, and power I could summon, then I blasted it up, meeting your descending chin with a punch that would have shattered a stack of steel beams. The shockwave blasted out like a high wind. The blow knocked you the fuck out cold, and sent you hurtling across to the other side of the lab. I grinned. Now, for the kill, and finally, Freedom Force would fall. But just then, a loud warning klaxon burst out from the tortured reactor.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: (the final knock out blow)

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: My moans and groans echoing through the damaged pool chamber while I blasted my last loads into your ass. But at the same time I felt your skin getting hotter and hotter just like me. And now that my lust had run its course, my mind slowly started to take over. I remembered my inner moment. The one that seemed to have switched a key inside me, turning up my internal heat. My body is getting hot. Enough to heat literally heat up the pool water. Without it I might have been sweating and steaming like a pig, just as you’re the part of your body I could see was doing. And then with me I had felt that burst of power overwhelming you and turning things for the best. So I realized me raping you must have pushed your buttons hard. I could have been the first one to have conquered your ass.
Then the wall started to crack, buckle and collapse and you pulled yourself free from my rod, finally finished, the last strands of cum dripping off it. And I noticed your body had gotten even more firm, just like mine. That blasted serum. It had even more surprises. This stuff should have been lab tested. Which would have been around now considering the time that had passed. The morning sun must be starting to rise.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: You turned around and your face was one of pure rage. All the fun, the enjoyment you had when fighting others, playing with them, spending time acting on your sick games… All gone. Just pure unadulterated rage. I quickly reacted and sent out my foot towards your beaten core. Preparing for another round between us. But you intercepted my ankle, one hand grabbing my throat, the other my balls which got flattened and crushed by your hand, pain shooting through me and I got lifted up like a feather and carried around. I bashed my elbows down to your head but you took them all. You rage simply ignoring the destructive forces and then I felt my body being bent in a near 180° when you delivered a backbreaker so powerful not even the reinforced floor could take the raw power. My body stretched, my abs outpowered, feet and head digging their own holes into the concrete before the worst case of whiplash launched my body and I crashed chest first to the ground next to the power reactor amidst the flames of the raging fire.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: My spine was giving all kinds of wrong signals, my limbs spasming and I felt my core burning. That one blow caused more damage than my barrage of punches. And to my horror I realized that not only was his combat skills better than James or mine. His raw strength had risen above mine. The difference is not that big or else he would have ripped me apart. But now that the process was true and complete his superlevel exceeded mine by a small margin. But that difference might be what will determine the shape and future of the world.
I tried to get up but it was too late. Your fists started to hammer down on my back and kidneys. Pain shooting through me and from the force and shape of the impacts I could feel I knew you were tearing apart my lower back. Both the muscle as the organs. One of my spasms caused by your relentless assault forced another load out of my cock and I noticed it had turned red. I knew that despite my upgrade my insides were being ravaged by your overwhelming force. And there was nothing I could do but to take your blows.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: Then suddenly your rampage ceased and I got grabbed and lifted up, turned to meet your eyes. Defiance clashing with rage and before I could throw in any punch I was thrown upwards, gravity catching me and I fell down, only to meet that uppercut of yours. I felt my jaw cracking and then I knew nothing more. The punch having ko’ed me, my body crashing into a pile of rubble, which gave way to my still tougher body.
The KO only lasted for a few seconds because an irritating blaring pierced through my brain and I groggily woke up. The claxon wailing. An automated voice yelling for evacuation. ‘Evacuation?’ I mumbled till the fog of my brain lifted enough to realize that the reactor was going critical after the damage we gave it and the fire being the coup de grace.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: A flash of light, blinding even my superior vision immediately followed by searing wall of heat and flames, massive kinetic energy unleashed on my body and I was blasted through several walls, smashed into the 300 feet thick rock that separated the underground facility from the outside, the intense pressure crushing my body with a terrible force. The pain overwhelmed my entire body. I screamed aloud, yet the rumblings of the explosion easily drowned out my voice. And then oblivion.

Only to abruptly wake up again, jumping straight up and swinging my arms wildly around me trying to hit you. It took a few seconds before I realized the searing pain that was echoing through my body. I took some deep breaths and calmed myself down and checked out my body. Nothing was broken. Or maybe already healed. But my muscles and skin were still a mess of bruises, discolorations, burned patches and sore spots which hurt when the ice cold wind blew over it. I then started paying attention to my surroundings and saw the entire area around me littered with debris. I turned around and my mouth went agape. I was standing only a few feet away from a massive crater. The entire facility was gone. Bodies, friend and foe, must have been vaporized. The computers shredded to such tiny pieces that all data on the serum was gone for good.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: All this I processed in a few moments. Then I realized my eyes were darting over the crater and the surroundings, searching for something. No, not something, someone. And then my eyes locked on some movement and on the other side of the crater I saw…YOU!
You too had survived the total destruction of the facility. And despite the distance, my enhanced eyesight noticed your body was in an equally bad state as mine. And you noticed me too. Our eyes locked on. Minutes passed while we stood there buttnaked, heaving and breathing with our bodies slowly healing from the massive destruction.
And just when we both set a step forward towards each other, we started hearing mechanical noises at the horizon. We both looked to the east where at first hidden by the rising sun, but quickly getting clearer we noticed a small army heading towards us consisting of multiple tanks, heavy armed helicopters and dozens of trucks with soldiers, who no doubt are armed to the teeth.

10:23 The_Steel_Angel: And inward I smiled for the emblems they carried were of the Freedom Force. Finally the cavalry had come. And my odds to fight you and possibly win had increased. During our long battle I had realized your skills and raw strength were better than mine and individually that small army wouldn’t win the day. But together… that would be a different story.
I turned my attention back to you, only to notice an absence where you once were. And I immediately realized you had come to the same conclusion and left.
I threw my head up in the air and roared and howled out all my frustration.
This night had cost me my platoon. Friends and comrades in arms who I trusted. I lost the scientists, some who I even liked. I lost the base itself. I lost the data. Only I remained. A super enhanced man which the Freedom Force could use. But I was not the only one. For at the end our hated enemy had their own supersoldier now.
And the stalemate would continue. But not for long for I swore that I would use all the resources of the Force to train myself. Get used to my powers. Get stronger then I was now. Learn new techniques from whatever master I could get my hands on. Even if it meant to travel to the end of the world. And then I would return, I will hunt you, Max Irons, and I will make you pay for all the harm you have done. To me, to my friends, to James. And only when I was satisfied and you begged for mercy, only then would I kill you.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Immediately after the claxon sounded, a computerized voice began harshly shouting "EVACUATION. CORE FAILURE IMMINENT" For the first time in our ongoing battle, I took my eyes off of you, and looked at the core. Wreathed in flames, it was beginning to shake and tremble violently, and jets of superheated steam started blasting out of a wide crack. Before I could take another step, the entire world turned white, a savage pain ripping down my optic nerves, and my entire world became a living hell as the ultra-dense, ultra-tough, ultra-strong steel-sharp muscle of my combat-forged body became subjected to searing heat and pressure. I couldn't even scream as I felt burns spread across my body. Suddenly, the kinetic shockwave smashed into me, and not even my new body was a match for these titanic forces, compressing and contorting my body, injuring me in new ways, blood spraying out of my mouth, overwhelming my screams. Although the surface was 300 feet above us, that meant nothing to the exploding core. Rock, supercomputers, lab equipment, all of it, was shattered, lifted, erupting into the sky in a deadly shower of debris.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: And I was along for the ride. Pain grew and grew and grew until my brain simply shut down, and one of the mightiest beings in the world was now nothing but a ragdoll, at the mercy of forces too powerful even for him. I don't know how long I was out, but suddenly, I became aware of the cold. Cold after the burning fires of hell, was welcome. But then, I remembered everything, my eyes snapped open, and I stood, somehow in a patch of melting snow. I was on the lip of a vast, smoking crater, all that remained of the Freedom Force Research Lab. All the serum, all the data on the serum, all of it. Destroyed. Suddenly, my brain became flooded with pain signals. I had internal injuries, severe ones, blood was leaking out of my mouth in a constant stream, and my core, still not recovered from your savage mauling, radiating a sickening, enervating pain. My powerful muscle was covered in savage, searing burns, the skin and muscle cooked and blackened in many places. It was starting to heal, but slowly. But nothing was broken. I had survived.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: And then, there across the crater, I spied movement. My eyes zeroed in on the spot like a hawk, and I took in a sharp breath, my body trembling with rage and the lust to kill. You stood there, naked as I was. Battle-damaged and burned as I was. One thing had begun to ring clear in my mind as my analytical, battle-trained mind reviewed the end of our fight. When we had grappled towards the end, matching my strength, skill, and speed against his, he had not been able to match me. The force of my one backbreaker rivaled his entire barrage of core-destroying punches. I knew, knew it in the burning fires of my will to conquer, that I was the stronger. I knew that when I focused hard, channeled my rage appropriately, he could not match my superior training. In short, I knew, beyond all shadow of a doubt, that no matter how powerful, how strong, how skilled Steel Angel was, I was better. Across that crater, my eyes locked on yours in a steel-hard gaze driving into your eyes, projecting my unquenchable will to conquer.

I moved forward, ready to finish this now. But just then, I heard the sound of rumbling engines and helicopter blades cutting through the air. It was early morning, not long after dawn, and I remembered the reinforcements that Freedom Force had already dispatched. They were arriving now. Rage burned white hot, then hotter, frustration threatening to erupt from my steel-hard physique like a volcano as I clenched my fists. But, how could those inferior machines of war stop me? I would mow through them like a scythe, ripping soldiers asunder, bullets slamming harmlessly into my body, leaping up to pull their helicopters out of the sky, , ripping the turrets off of tanks to kill the weak soldiers inside, true I doubted even I could shake off a direct hit by a tank or a missile strike from a helicopter, but I would be moving so fast they would be dead before they saw me coming.

10:23 The_Iron_Mercenary: Almost, I turned to charge into their ranks, but my rational mind, my battle training of many years pulled back sharply on the reins of my lust for destruction and conquest. I was also badly injured, and I could feel a deeply rooted, unshakable exhaustion creeping over me. My stamina was not limitless. Even now, I might be able to destroy that entire task force, true… but could I destroy the entire task force and you? My raging need to conquer claimed I could, but my battle trained mind knew otherwise. Seething with frustration, I turned, and darted into the forest, where the extraction team was safely hidden a few miles away. Steel Angel’s death, the destruction and conquest of Freedom Force, would have to wait a while longer.

And now Dark Order had a champion. A one man army, a force of destruction, conquest, and violence that the world order had never imagined in their worst nightmares. We would bide our time for a while, pillaging and plundering the strongholds of the world’s most powerful nations for the wealth and resources we needed to build our strength.

And then, I would find and kill the one man who stood between me and all my lust for conquest. The one man who had violated me. Seeded me. Conquered me. But I would erase the shame of that soul-searing humiliation, and you would pay for that conquest. You and all of Freedom Force with you.

I had broken you once, and I would do it again. I would break your body, rape your mind, and shatter your will. I will ensure you die knowing the true depth of your failure, as Freedom Force burns to ashes around you, the true depth of your inferiority, and at the last, I will twist your shattered will until you worship me as a god. And then, I will grant you the death you so richly deserve.

The Dark Order was rising. And not even the Steel Angel can stop me.

Published: 2022-10-16, viewed 66 times.