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Pursuit of the Mage

By Goldforce

General Maker stormed into the meeting room, utter fury etched on his face. His staffers were right behind him, worry creasing their brows. Sitting at the head of the table, he motioned for the rest of the people to sit. Everyone quickly found a seat, not wanting to draw their boss's wrath on themselves.

"Alright, Now I want it from the top, Just who was responsable for letting the Mage loose?" General Maker growled. One staffer, a major cleared his throat. "From the data logs from the security room, we know for sure it was General Franks sir." the staffer answered.

"Franks!" General Maker exclamed, "As in budget stealing, glory hogging, I have a bigger project then you, Franks." The staffer tried to keep from whining. It was well known that Generals Maker and Franks hated each other with a passion. "General Franks came in yesterday with a written order from the Pentagon, ordering that custody of the Mage be turned over to Project Starlook." another staffer, also ranked major, replied.

"Figures, he most likely went whining to project command, saying how anything that pertains to outer space should be under his project's jurisdiction." General Maker grumped.

"I'll deal with Franks later, what I would like to know is how my 'brother' officer lost one of the most dangerous aliens known?" General maker asked.

A civilian staffer from the science divison stood. "We know from the logs from the security cameras that General Franks came in with a security team to take possession of the Mage at about 0100 hours." "When anyone who could raise a stink was gone." interrpeted General Maker.

"The cameras clearly show," the staffer went on, pretending not to hear his boss, "that General Franks led his team into the containment room. He then ordered the containment screen dropped..." "What! He must of read the reports like everyone else! He knew that field was the only thing keeping the Mage in check! General Maker fairly shouted.

"General Franks's team had brought several portable screen projectors, their tech people must of told them that they would keep the Mage secure." the staffer replied. He slowly shook his head. "I don't see how they could thought that they would work, after our experiences in trying to capture the Mage."

"He just wanted to say that he could do what we can't." General Maker growled out. His teeth were grinding so loud that the staffers swore they heard it from where they sat.

"What happened after the containment field was dropped?" The staffer looked at General Maker. "After the containment field was dropped, all hell broke loose." " The Mage must of been waiting for something like this to happen. The second the field dropped, the Mage just blew out of his cell and proceeded to beat every soldier in sight silly. After he punched out the last of General Franks's security team, he used his powers to teleaport out of the building."

The staffer picked up a remote from the table and pointed it at the far wall. " We recived a video tape stamped with the Mage's rune sign. Taped to it was a note." "What did it say?" the General asked, worry in his voice. "Wish you were here." the staffer replied. Pushing a button on the remote, the staffer started the tape.

"From the date stamp in the corner, we can tell that the Mage has been a very busy alien." The video focused on a stairwell in an office building. "Where was this shot?" General Maker demanded to know. "The New Tokyo Bank branch in New Century city." the staffer replied. In the video, a woman dressed as a secretary was walking up the stairs. She hears a sound and looks up. All the people in the meeting room knows what happens next. They hear a male voice commanding her to open herblouse and skirt and play with herself. The glassed-eyed woman does as she is told, sinking to the stairs in passion. The woman plays with herself until she has aloudly moans, signaling that she has had a massive orgasm. She is left panting on the stairs.

The video blacked out for a monent, then showed the inside of a office. "Same building?" General Maker asked, frowning. "Yes sir, the General manager's office in fact." The staffer replied. The video focused on a woman in a smart business suit sitting on a couch. She hears a voice and looks up at the camera. As she was wearing sunglasses the people in the meeting room could not tell if the woman had that glassed-eyed look that all of the Mage's 'playmates' take on. But from her actions they could tell that the Mage had struck again.

She started to stroke her long, nyloned legs. She crossed them and pulled her skirt up to her thighs. A male voice is heard on the video and the woman stands up. She turns around, facing the couch. She pulls her skirt up over her round butt and bends over.

The camera jerks for a moment, as it is being placed on a table. A male figure is seen entering the camera's view, walking toward the woman. She moans as he starts to kiss her buttcheeks. He slowly pulls her panties down untill they are at mid-thigh. Standing up, he then positions himself behind her, facing the couch. The sound of a zipper is heard as the male makes motions in front of him. He then grabs the woman by the hips and with a grunt thrusts himself into her.

The General and his staffers watched stunned as the Mage screws the poor woman silly. "Fast forward this, we need to know where he is going!" General Maker commanded. " the staffer dutfully obeyed, fast forwarding the take to the next segment.

"This next clip was taken several blocks away in the Morris Plaza office building." the staffer said as he resumed normal play. The scene was another office, The background items made it seem more personal. "Hey, I know that office!" a junior staffer said, clearly shocked. "Well don't keep us waiting, spit it out!" General Maker said in a low growl.

"Yes sir, that's the office of that big airline CEO Ralph Highland. I know the office because he was interviewed there for 'Famous People-Famous Places' " The staffer said, his eyes glued to the screen. "Great, just what we need, the Mage taking a trip!" the General moaned. "Sir, I don't think that he was there to book a flight." the civilian staffer said, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the screen. A woman had entered the office, a document bag in her hand. She was dressed as a senior flight attentent. Suddently there was a flash of greenish light and the woman was moaning. A man appeared in the camera view and helped her to a blue couch in the office. As before with the woman in the bank office, she slowly started to stroke her nyloned legs. The male in the video said a few words to the woman, too low for the people in the meeting room to hear.

Kicking off her pumps, the woman started to peel off her uniform jacket and skirt. With a look of glassed-eyed lust she removed her panties and threw them to the male. He smiled as he caught them, bring them to his nose to breath in her scent. The woman changed postion on the couch, kneeling as she unclasped and slowly stripped off her bra. The male then joined her on the couch. He repostioned her so that she was on her back. He then slowly spread her legs, kissing both ankles then the back of her knees. The assembled group then her then heard the woman squeal as the male then dived between her legs. It wasn't untill the male was on top of her and thrusting away with gusto that General Maker had the staffer fast forward the tape again.

"There is one more clip on the tape sir, but I better warn you, your not going to like it." The staffer warned. " I haven't liked what I seen so far, what makes this clip so different?" General Maker replied with a slight hiss.

"It's different because we know the person on this clip." the staffer said. Resuming play, the tape now showed a backyard. There was a tree in the backyard and the camera slowly move around the tree untill it came to a woman sitting on the ground. All she wore were black high heel sandles, black stockings and garterbelt and a black pushup bra. "What the hell!? It's Ms. Breen, General Londer's Secretary!" General Maker exclamed, shock written on his face. General Londer was the two star General in charge of all special projects."We found that the orders to General Franks were fake. General Londer issued no orders to have the Mage transfered." the staffer said solemnly.

"The bastard knew that we were closing in on him so he made up an escape plan!" General Maker exploded. " "That seems to be the case sir." the civilian staffer replied. "for a while we could not understand why the Mage never seemed to lose hope while he was imprisoned. Now we know, he had someone on the outside that was in a postion to help him escape."

The camera was moved back and placed down on a patio table. The view was then zoomed untill Ms. Breen filled the view. The male then entered the view, walking up to Ms. Breen. Kneeling down, he asked her, "I didn't keep you waiting too long, I hope." "No master, I had just sat down when you came into the backyard." Ms. Breen replied. She had a look of needful lust on her face.

The male placed a hand on her right leg. He slowly began to stroke up and down her nylon covered leg. "I just have to say a few things and then we can play." the male told Ms. Breen. Quietly moaning as the male stopped what he was doing and stood up, she began to play with herself.

Looking straight into the camera, the male smiled. It wasn't very friendly. "I thought that you would try and spoil my fun, so I took a few measures to protect myself. I just want you to know that I have not forsaken my vow. I plan on screwing two million women's brains out and make them my sex slaves." The male looked into the camera with a smug look. "Try and stop me, IF you can."

Chilling laughter was heard as the male turned back and knelt down in front of Ms. Breen. General Maker ordered the video turned off as the Mage spread Ms. Breen's nyloned thighs and began to thrust.

"Please tell me that we know where he is." General Maker said. The last thing he wanted to do was report to General Londer and tell him that his secretary was now a sex slave of a horny alien from outer space. "Sorry sir, By the time we got a strike team over to Ms. Breen's home they had cleared out." "Danm it! I want that oversexed excuse for ET back in containment within the week!"General Maker turned to one of the staffers. "Major Summers, brief all strike teams. He made a mistake once, he'll do so again. He thinks that no one can catch him, well I'll show him!" With a forceful motion, General Maker stood. All the staffers stood to, waited for the General to leave then followed him out.

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