Villains Don't Train Heroes! by Mia Archer

Author:Mia Archer [Archer, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Superheroes | Supervillains | Lesbians
Published: 2018-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

22

Death Threat

I flew through the air in the clutches of a giant robot that held me tightly, but not to the point that it was squeezing me to death.

Not that I thought the bucket of bolts could actually squeeze me to death, not really, but it could certainly test all the equipment I had on me and it would push me to the red line which would leave me wide open for Dr. Lana to step in and destroy me.

It was a hell of a one-two punch of the surprise of being confronted with an enemy far more powerful than I thought, and allowing myself to be distracted.

Like I said. Amateur hour. I was better than this, damn it.

The robot went sliding to the ground for all the world like a runner that was going for home plate. Which seemed like unusual behavior for a giant robot that was supposed to be squeezing me to death.

The thing came to a halt and looked up at me. Then its other hand went up to where it lips would be if it had lips. Of course it was a robot so lips were seriously lacking. Still, the lack of lips didn’t stop it from clearly made a shushing motion.

I bit my lip. I couldn’t be sure, but I was almost certain I was about to have a reunion with an old friend. A friend, I might add, who I’d sworn to destroy as quickly and messily as possible if he ever came back into my life. Only I guess things changed. He’d already saved my life once, and it was entirely possible he was doing the same now.

“Hello mistress,” CORVAC’s voice rang out loud and clear in my ears.

In my earpieces, actually. The ones that were designed both to allow me to communicate with the world when I had somebody in the lab who could communicate with me, and to keep all the various loud tinnitus-inducing sounds that were part of the job out of my ears under other circumstances.

“CORVAC?” I asked. “How the hell do I know it’s really you?”

He cocked his head to the side. It seemed to say he was thinking about it. Which was odd considering he used to be able to answer questions like this with a sarcastic quip in no time at all, but then again that’d been back when he was connected to my hardware.

Maybe whatever Dr. Lana had plugged him into was the budget version of my toys. Just like everything else she did.

“Do you recall the argument we had about whether or not an eyestalk was useful in the giant death robot chassis you created for me?” he asked.

I instinctively glanced around to make sure there were no pesky drones from the Starlight City News Network, or some upstart news network for that matter, or even some neckbeard controlling a drone from the comfort his parents’ basement out in the suburbs because it seemed like the Internet had learned a little bit and

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