Chapter 3:  Rescue

I was only out for a few seconds when I woke up to the sharp scent of smelling salts being waved under my nose. I blinked a couple of times to ge my eyes to re-focus and after a few moment I sat up clutching the blanket tightly around me.

“Miss? We freed you from Dr. Tesla. How are you felling?” The Captain asked.

“Why are you calling me 'mi.....'.” I started to say weakly as I noticed the sound of my voice. I cleared my throat and tried again. “I'm not...” I could only imagine the look on my face as I parted the blanket just enough to look down at myself and saw a pair of women's breasts occupying my chest. “I... Oh, God....” I started sobbing and shouted up to the ceiling, “What did that bitch do to me??”

“Uh... How long were you here?” The Captian asked with a confused look on his face.

“What? Uh, (sniff) it felt like a month or so.... I guess.” I said in a shaky voice in between sobs.

When I stood up The Raven had got up and moved over to a table that was piled high with loose papers and was looking through them until I started freaking out that is. She moved closer to me again and said, “You don't have any physical injuries, what has you in such distress? Tell me what's wrong so we can try to help you.” She said in a gentle voice.

“Wrong?! You want to know what's wrong??” I asked hysterically. “Before that bitch kidnapped me and did her fucking experiments on me I! Was! A! Man!!” I slumped down to my knees hugging the blanket to me as tight as I could and started crying again. This was all just too much to handle.

Both of their eyes got wide and they looked at each other in shock. The Raven handed the papers she had in her hand to Captain Thunder and sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around me pulling me close to her. They stayed silent while I cried into her shoulder. After a few minutes I started to calm back down and my crying slowed down.

“Are you feeling better?” Raven asked quietly.

“(Sniff), Y.. yeah. After everything that's happened I'm a little overwhelmed...” I said raising my head up and wiping my nose with the back of my hand.

“Do you think you can tell us everything that happened here?” She asked.

I told them everything that had happened since I was grabbed from the supermarket till when the two of them rescued me. Sometimes retelling the tale with anger, other times to stop crying again. While I was telling my tale Raven had got back up and was pouring over the papers and the computer terminals, taking pictures and saving data from the hard drives while she read.

When I was done she said, “Based on the information I have recovered so far, it looks like the mad doctor was trying to develop a 'gender bomb'. Her goal was to detonate it downtown and ransom the city for the cure. Unfortunately miss... sir.... (sigh), you were the person she chose to be her guinea pig for her work. What's your name?” She asked after telling me her findings.

“My name is Scott Foster.” I said. The sound of my name caused the impact of what happened to come back to the forefront and I started crying again.

Captain Thunder then said, “Scott, let me get you to the hospital.”

After staring at me with a look of concern on her face Raven turned to Captain Thunder and countered, “Why don't you take Scott to OUR infirmary? That way we can spare him the embarrassment of having the hospital staff and eventually the media know about his circumstances. The hospital won't be equipped to handle this situation anyway.” She said with a sympathetic smile.

“That's an excellent idea Raven.” He turned to me, “May we take you to our headquarters so we can try to reverse what's been done to you?” he asked sincerely.

I rubbed my eyes with the heel of my palm and said, “Yes, please. I would like that very much. Thank you.”

“Ok I can fly us there in no time!” He said as he walked up to me.

I back-pedaled away from him and my face went pale. “f...fly? Uh, I'm deathly afraid of heights!” In a panicked voice.

“Ah. No worries, I can lift cars over my head. I promise I'll not let you come to any harm while I am carrying you.” He said reassuringly. “If you cover your head while I'm carrying you'll barely be able to tell we are in the air.” He finished.

It took a couple of minutes and almost hyperventilating to gather the courage to give him the go ahead. The trip didn't take very long at all but if the Captain didn't have super strength I'm sure I would have cut off the circulation to the arm I held on to for dear life on the way over.

I barely felt him land when he said we had arrived. He set me down and I saw I was in an aircraft hanger with feet safely on the floor.

“Right this way Scott.” He said as he lead me to an elevator. We wend down a couple of floor and the elevator door opened to show a lobby of sorts. After walking through a short hallway it opened to a nicely appointed common area with some couches and chairs. The walls were lined with doors. It reminded me of a hotel. He took me one of the doors and tapped a code into the keypad on the wall and placed his hand in front of it for a second. It gave a soft 'beep' and he instructed me to place my hand in front of the pad after he lowered his. Another 'beep' later the door slid open and he said, “Scott, this will be your room for the duration of your stay with us. Og ahead and clean up and get some rest. I will have some clothes sent up to you. There should be a couple of robes in the closet thought in the mean time. Is there anything you need for now?” He asked with a smile.

“I am VERY hungry.” I stated.

“No problem, there will be a food cart waiting outside your door within the half hour!” He said.

“Thank you sir. This means a lot to me.” I said with a weary smile.

He touched his index finger to his temple in a small salute and I walked in my room, the door sliding shut behind me.