The Darkest Side of Me It had been 3 weeks since Nocturne's defeat at the hands of the Psionic Woman and yet she had not been able to recover from it. Nightshade along with Nocturne's other heroic friends had tried to cheer her up, but nothing seemed to work. Everyone wondered why it had affected her so much, after all it wasn't the first time she had been in a embarrassing situation. On the contrary, she had lost her clothes during missions, more than once and she always kept her morale up. What could be wrong about it this time? What made Bethany shelter herself and refuse any outside help from her friends? No one seemed to understand and perhaps no one could. Nightshade had face the same ordeal and yet she didn't see that affected. What could be the cause of this? Many theories were made regarding Bethany's attitude and yet all of them were wrong. The truth behind it was that for the first time in her heroine career, Bethany had finally faced an opponent who could outwit her. An opponent who seemed invincible. How could Bethany fight against her hypnotic gaze? How could she defeat a villain who knew what Bethany was going to do before she knew? Was this the only reason that traumatized Bethany? The obvious answer was a no. While the Psionic Woman had indeed mind controlled Nocturne/Bethany into doing her bidding, Bethany recognized she could had put more resistance, yet she didn't. Why? The answer to this question was the true cause of Bethany's misery. Why didn't she resist? It's quite simple, she didn't want to. Deep inside, she wanted to submit, she wanted to serve her mistress, please her, fulfill all her desires. Bethany could never admit this side of her, which is what frustrated her, in just one short encounter the Psionic Woman had managed to find her weakness, her submissive side, her frustrated side. She could only blame Victoria for waking this sensation within her. A few days passed and Bethany after much struggle decided to return to her duty as Nocturne. After stopping a few petty thieves and the usual gang grunts, she had recovered much of her confidence, although she had become a bit brash and careless in the process. Perhaps she hadn't fully recovered or that encounter had shaped her, nevertheless Nocturne was back. All was well that is until the Psionic Woman decided to strike back. Bethany had just taken a cold well deserved bath when May called her, bringing her news that would drastically change her peaceful night. "Bethany I just got info on the Psionic Woman's next move" May spoke in a determined tone. "Oh yeah and what will her next move be?" Bethany's heart was beating faster, she couldn't help but feel the need to give that woman some good payback. "This woman is very hard to track or understand her movements? She goes from robbing a bank, to taking some cargo from the docks, what could it be?" May seemed genuinely puzzled. "So you are saying that she is in the port? Do you know which dock?" Bethany was as puzzled as May. "From what I managed to gather, there is a ship coming to Port 5, that might be it. Bethany what do we do?" May obviously wanted to get in on the action. "You stay where you are, I'll go investigate this. You can provide me with details as I infiltrate the base" Bethany spoke in a very serious tone. "But I want to help!" May protested. "You can help me from there, this woman is dangerous and you know it" Bethany was not going to change her decision. "Fine, but be careful, ok?" May retorted. "Trust me, I will, but this bitch is gonna get what's coming to her" with that Bethany ended the call. Without much thinking, Bethany quickly donned her Nocturne costume and jumped in her bike. Nocturne had never been this determined to stop someone, but while some would praise determination, in this instance it seemed more like suicidal. Nocturne's greatest ability was and is her wit and intellect, but the brashness was clouding her mind at the moment. This couldn't end well. After 20 minutes of driving, Nocturne made it to the port. She parked the bike quietly and discretely to avoid anyone spotting her. She then proceeded to carefully climb and make her way to the ship through the crates. She managed to find a vantage point, from which she used her goggles to analyze the situation. There were quite a few of the Psionic Woman's thugs around the ship. If she was to make it inside, she would need to take them down silently. Nocturne quickly took out her tranquilizer gun, she then made her way to a spot in the crates, which allowed her to shoot down two of the henchmen. With two of them down, Nocturne glided down to the floor and quickly took cover behind a crate. She moved through the shadows like the expert she was, going from crate to crate without making any sound. One unlucky henchman was standing before Nocturne's path, which proved no match for her as she took him down with chloroform. Finally she stood in front of the bridge that lead to the ship. Sadly the boat was guarded by 6 henchmen. Nocturne stopped for a moment, thinking of whom to take down first. Naturally she shot the two guard in the upper part of the ship first, as these would have noticed the other four collapsing and would had suspected. She then shot the other 4, whom quickly succumbed to the sleeping dart. With them down, it was time to find the woman who had defeated Nocturne. Nocturne made her way inside the ship and decided to head down, thinking that the cargo must be in the lower part of the ship and therefore the Psionic Woman should be there. On her way, Nocturne managed to knock down 3 more guards, through melee. She took careful precaution while heading down through the stairs in case anyone was ready to surprise her. She finally reached the lower floor and as she suspected it was full of cargo. Nocturne decided to inspect the cargo in an attempt to get a better idea of what this woman was planning. Sadly as May had said earlier, this woman was very unpredictable and the cargo proved to be just like that. There were all sorts of unrelated items, things like guns, costumes, furniture, sex toys among other things. It made no sense, what purpose could be behind this? "Just what are you trying to do, Psionic Woman" Nocturne muttered. Sadly for her, the infiltration would end there, as Nocturne turned back she was greeted by the Psionic Woman with a shove that made her stagger backwards. Nocturne looked enraged at her smirking Nemesis and then attacked her with a flury of strikes. However Psionic Woman was seemingly able to foresee all of her moves and dodged and paried all of her strikes with ease, the smile never leaving her face. Nocturne spotted an opening as Psionic woman left her face unguarded while her hands went low to pary a kick. Nocturne faked a strike low and then went high with a punch aimed straight at Psionic Woman's face. Nocturne was not sure what happened but suddenly she got flipped through the air and ended up laying prone on the floor with Psionic Woman holding her down while keeping her arm twisted behind her back. "Foresight is a fun thing to have during fights my sweet nightsong, now what do we have here?" Psionic Woman purred as she grabbed the chloroform soaked cloth Nocturne had used to incapicate the thugs earlier. She held Nocturne with the cloth straight into her face and while Nocturne tried to resist, she was knocked down with her own medicine. "Mpphhhhhhhhh......?" Nocturne tried to ask what she wanted but was only able to produce some mumbling before she passed out. "Capturing you, isn't it obvious?" The Psionic Woman laughed as she threw Nocturne into one of the crates. A few hours later, Nocturne woke up in an strange room. The lightning was red and the furniture was a mixture between things you would normally see in a magic show and things you would see in a brothel. As she tried to move, she noticed her hands were tied behind her back and much to her dismay, as her vision became clearer, she noticed that the Psionic Woman was sitting in front of her. "How was your sleep, sleepy head?" The Psionic woman spoke in a sweet yet mocking tone. "Funny, what do you want with me?" Nocturne retorted as she stood up. "Me? Nothing at all, you were the one looking for me and I couldn't help but oblige you with my presence, miss Hunter" She kept speaking in her sweet mocking tone. "What? How do you...." Nocturne couldn't believe she knew who she was. "How do I know you are Bethany Hunter?" The woman stood up and began to move in circles, surrounding Bethany. "I know a lot more about you than you know about yourself" She moved behind Nocturne and removed her mask. "Bullshit, you are just a criminal" Bethany retorted against the woman's statement. "Ohh you don't believe me? Fine I'll prove it to you. I know you graduated from Ivy University with a degree in psychology. I know that you had a friend in college whom you held dear, but were afraid to accept that you had feelings for her. I know that you worked in the police department, where you met Prosecutor Klavier Gavin, whom you dated for a while before you two broke up and went separate ways. I know you had daddy issues, but that's kinda obvious and more importantly......." she pushed Bethany into the wall and pinned her there, holding her from behind "I know why you play the heroine act". Bethany couldn't believe this woman knew so much about her. "I am heroine because I want to protect the innocent from thugs like you" Bethany argued back. The Psionic Woman took Nocturne's cape off, leaving her in her battle suit and boots. "Oh really, that's your best answer? I think there is more to that, honey" she replied calmly as she put her hands on Bethany's back. "What makes you think that?" Bethany asked, trying to keep her breath stable as the Psionic Woman touched her. "I think you prance around the city in those costumes to bent on your sexual frustrations" She moved her hands towards Bethany's thighs "I think deep down you want to get captured by people like me, who make you feel alive. All because you can't come to terms with your internal struggles, you are confused, you hate to admit, but you are and more importantly, you need me" The woman began to rub Bethany's thighs. "Hey! Don't do that!" Bethany shrieked at her captors advancements "What makes you think that?" "Well it is kinda obvious, sweetie, right now what's stopping you from escaping? I am not the most able fighter out there and yet I don't see you attempting to escape" she moved her hands towards Bethany's legs and continue to rub her "Besides correct me if I am wrong, but don't you love it when I rub your legs?" ".....She's right, dammit, it feels good" Bethany thought to herself. "I'm going to stop you, one way or the other" Bethany's reply seemed somewhat generic. "Sure you will, you have no idea of whom I am, what my weaknesses are or what my plans are and you are going to stop me. Sure let's go with that!" The woman spoke in her ever sweet mocking tone. "......Dammit! She's right again, I have no idea of who she is and.......this does feel good" Bethany's thoughts were betraying what she said "All criminals have the same plan, ideas, I just need to stop them" Her replies kept being even more generic. "No, honey, wrong again. Not all of us want to rob a bank to make some money, some of us just do it...." She moved closer to Bethany and whispered into her ear "to get the attention of our prey". Bethany moaned as the woman began to rub her closer to her womanhood. She was struggling to keep her breath pacing normal and the Psionic Woman was enjoying this. "Face it, sweetie, Victoria gave you a small taste and now you crave more, you want it, you hate to admit it but you want this" With that she kissed Bethany in the neck, which seemed to work the way she wanted. "Ahhh, why do you do this?!" Bethany asked as she began to moan, unable to keep her breath pacing anymore. "For fun, of course, why else would I need to do it?" She asked. "In fact let's try something, shall we?' She untied Bethany and stopped her advances. "There, you are free to go. There is the door" She pointed towards a door "You can leave, I am giving you the choice, go!" Bethany stared at the woman, whom smiled at her pointing the exit. But despite the option, Bethany did not leave, on the contrary, she began to take her boots off, much to the Psionic Woman's delight. Bethany then took her battle suit off, discarding it into the floor. She remained in her bra and thong, looking shyly at the Psionic Woman. "So you finally admit that you enjoy it? We are off to a good start, but you'll have to surprise me" She chuckled. Bethany removed her remaining clothing and got down on her knees completely naked in front of the Psionic Woman "Does this pleases you......Mistress?" Her tone had changed drastically into a submissive tone. "Yes, though I must admit, this was easier than I thought" She laughed "You do know I am not using my mind powers, right?" "Yes, I know..." Bethany answered, obediently. Could this be the end for Nocturne and her crime fighting days? Or would she managed to break free from it? One thing was clear, if she was to conquer the Psionic Woman, she would have to conquer herself first.