Pariah #1: New Arrival: Perils of Azure City by Void Page A

brief incapacity. She reached in and drew out two more flashdiscs, prepping them and dropping them at the men's feet in one deft move. She staggered to her feet and stumbled away from the imminent blitz of sensation.
    White light and noise exploded out around the room, eclipsing the aria.
    Tyrone fell to his knees, holding his head and trying to clear the disorientating effects of the discs. His ears rung and his sight was covered with spots. Time felt like it was passing slower as he stumbled back to his feet and shook off the effects.
    He noticed just out the corner of his eye that Lenny was running - his pants still around his ankles - for the doorway leading to the main entrance, diving through the door as if trying to escape an exploding bomb.
    Idiot , Tyrone thought bitterly. The girl had just had a last go at defiance - what could she do now?
    Then he noticed something else, and dread spread through his body.
    The aria had stopped.
    He turned to the control panel to see the heroine leaning against it, adjusting her outfit to cover herself again.
    Like a scene out of a horror movie, she slowly turned her gaze upon him, bright blue light flickering to life in her eyes. She raised a hand, reaching it out toward him. He turned to run, to try and join Lenny in what now must be considered his best choice to date, but found he was running on air. He looked down to find he was floating above the ground and uselessly treading the air.
    'Aww shit...,' he mumbled just before he felt himself flying through the air and slamming into the workbench by the control panel.
    The impact was hard . He felt two ribs crack and he moaned in pain. He looked up at the woman by his side and saw nothing of the submissive slut that they had been conditioning.
    He saw only rage.
    The tools on the workbench floated into the air and danced about her as she looked down at him.
    'I don't know much about women or sex, Tyrone,' she spoke down to him in a snarl, her breathing still fast from her near-orgasm. 'But there is something that I know a lot about. Do you want to know what it is?'
    'Oh Christ... please, you don't need to do this,' Tyrone pleaded, 'It's just a job, you know? I'm sorry!'
    ' Pain .'
    The tools in the air descended on Tyrone and the depot was filled with his agonised screams.

Part Six: Integrity
     
    ******Six years earlier…******
     
    ‘Why don’t you kill them?’
    After years of biting her tongue and following his rules, learning his lessons, living his life and dancing around the topic – she finally asked him directly.
    They had been staying in a low-key hotel on the outskirts of Madrid at the time, having just apprehended the Cult of Diablo. The case had been a drawn out affair and the crimes of the cult had been the most gruesome that she had ever seen – which was saying a lot from a survivor of Everwood Springs.
    She had stayed in the shower for a full forty minutes trying to wash the experience off of her; trying to cleanse her body of the things she had seen. Since they had come back to the hotel she had been simmering with angry discontent.
    The men of the Cult had done such things. Such terrible things.
    And Kamura had spared them.
    Instead of putting them down like the rabid animals they clearly were, they had been anonymously handed over to Interpol to be prosecuted. They would spend the rest of their lives in jail, stripped of all but the barest necessities with no hope of bail. They would rot alone in a cramped cell until the day they finally died, their death mourned by no one.
    It wasn’t nearly enough.
    After all that they had done with no hint of remorse, they were going to live out their lives being attended to in prison. They would continue to live – in relative peace - while their victims decomposed in the ground or were forever tormented by what had been done to them. There seemed to be no justice in it. Worse, it allowed for the possibility that they could inflict further pain in the future. It had