Author's Notes: Requested by CMR Rosa, Plotted by CablesandCrack and CMR Rosa, Written by CablesAndCrack. This is a beginning of an ongoing saga. Not sure how many chapters it will be. This one is mostly set-up, expect more sex in the next chapters.
"Hello Zinda," Killer Shark grinned. Lady Blackhawk tried to stumble to her feet, disorientated from the lack of oxygen having just swum here with Huntress. Huntress lay unconscious besides her. "Oh no, don't get up," he laughed and she felt a syringe plunge into the back of her neck. "There you go, you just need some rest. Let the drugs do their thing." He laughed as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she fell into his arms. "Sleep tight, my queen..." he whispered.
The ramp of the jet opened up on the jungle island and the extended roster of the Birds of Prey exited. Front and centre was their wheelchair-bound leader: Oracle. "Alright team," she called, "You've all got the idea for why we're here by now. We believe this island hides a computer system that orchestrates the operations of the Dark Side club. You're all here because I have no idea what defences it will have."
She was surrounded by the allies she'd been able to assemble for the mission. It was her most trusted ally and best friend who spoke up first: Black Canary. "If you need all the firepower you can get, where and Zinda and Helena?" There were murmurs of agreement from the crowd. "Huntress and Lady Blackhawk were in pursuit of an old enemy called Killer Shark and have yet to return. I assume they're just tying up their loose ends," Oracle answered, "I 'm sure there are enough of us here to get the job done."
Black Canary nodded her acceptance. Oracle's eyes surveyed the faces of her team for doubt or fear. Misfit and Gypsy looked excited, Batwoman and Black Canary looked foreboding, Catwoman and Lady Shiva showed nothing in their faces, and it was impossible to read The Question or Batgirl.
Killer Shark had Zinda right where he wanted her, beneath him. The Blackhawk costume would have to go and he took great pleasure in peeling it away from her soaking wet body. In her underwear, Zinda was a fine creature and Killer Shark felt many thoughts and ideas enter his mind as he looked over her impressive body. He traced his finger along her chest until he reached her breasts. The firm rack filled his hands and he squeezed tightly. One of his hands detached itself from her boobs and gently flew down to her panties, slipping inside. The rubbing on her clitoris, awoke Zinda. She looked up confused at Killer Shark as words started to form on her lips. "My Love?"
Renee Montoya's ears were ringing as she pushed herself off the ground. Spluttering and coughing surrounded her and it didn't take long for the Question to realize why. The jet they came on had just exploded, trapping them there until they could find another means of transport. The Question glanced over at Batwoman, concern filling her eyes beneath her faceless mask. Kate Kane nodded that she was alright and the Question breathed a sigh of relief. "Well that escalated quickly," Misfit announced, and was answered by a glare from Oracle, who was being helped back into her wheelchair by Gypsy and Black Canary.
"Where is she?" Huntress' angry voice shouted at Killer Shark from behind him. "Take me to Zinda now you creepy little freak or I'll harpoon you into the afterlife!" she snarled. "Ha! Such witty banter!" Killer Shark laughed at the hopeless rage that ran through the purple-clad vigilante. A fist clobbered into the back of Helena's head and she fell to the ground with a shriek. "I was starting to think you'd never show... there's someone I've been eagerly waiting to introduce you to. Huntress, I'd like to meet my one true love..." Killer Shark was literally prancing about with joy and excitement now. As Huntress turned she could see why he was so excited. "My Queen!" Killer Shark announced and sure enough, Zinda stood there dressed in a costume similar to Killer Sharks, her blonde hair flowing down her back and a lust-filled glint in her eyes.
"What the hell was that?" Catwoman demanded, "It was like they knew we were coming!" Oracle silenced the reformed criminal with a wave of her hand. "It was likely just a defence protocol. We just need to be prepared for anything. "What? Like that?" Gypsy cried out and their eyes followed her pointing finger to seven illuminated female figures watching them, dressed as queens of Killer Shark...
KIller Shark sat cross-legged in his submarine as he watched his queen spanking their prisoner. Huntress was gagged and tied up and now being subjected to a harsh spanking from her former teammate. Killer Shark was laughing like a child, all of this a massive game to him. Then the submarine stopped and Killer Shark knew they had arrived.
Out of the submarine, Zinda lead him to where his grandfather's treasure was hidden. "My king, it's with great pleasure that I present to you..." Killer Shark snickered when she said the word pleasure, "The Treasure!" She announced. Killer Shark wiped a tear of joy from his eye. "Did you know the original plan was to kill you after you showed me the treasure. But I can't do it. I can't bring myself to kill you or your little friend. You're both so... heh... pretty. Did you know there's no way to make a small batch of gramp's queen serum. I've got enough to last a lifetime. 2 lifetimes. What do you say? Would you mind terribly if you had to share me with another queen? The three of us together for the rest of our lives?"
His eyes closed and his face moved closer to hers, his lips closing in. "That would be..." Zinda answered, "...fine." And then their lips connected in a passionate kiss. In seconds they were rolling on the ground, stripping each other. He took great pleasure when he pulled away his underwear and attached her lips to his penis. He groaned out uncontrollably as she sucked on him hard. Somewhere in her head though, an almost inaudible voice was screaming at her. A fate worse than death.
Back on his ship, Killer Shark sat in his captain's chair with Huntress lying unconscious in her underwear on his lap while the serum took its effect on her. He was absentmindedly stroking her black hair as he spoke to the shadowed figure on the screen in front of him. "While I appreciate the Dark Side Club's offer, I really don't think I have the resources..." he protested but the figure interrupted him. "We have the resources. We will lure them to an island provided to you so you can pick them off one by one and take them to be yours. All we ask is that you take Oracle out of the game."
Killer Shark considered his offer and he was vaguely aware of Helena Bertinelli stirring. If she was anything like Zinda she would be hungry for him as soon as she awoke. "I have two queens," he explained, "But I don't think that will be enough to take on the Birds of Prey." The figure was silent then the image on the screen shifted to five supervillains chained and struggling. "Then let us provide you with more queens..." he said and Killer Shark's eyes lit up as he surveyed his new subjects: Harley Queen, Cheetah, Poison Ivy, Cheshire and Killer Frost. He nodded to say they had a deal and the screen went blank. Then he felt Huntress pawing at his chest needily. "Okay then darling," he smirked as he kissed her and tore away her knickers...
The Birds, still recovering from the explosion found themselves less than evenly matched with the queens. Ivy already had Batwoman on her knees for her, and Harley was beating on Black Canary with a hammer. The others didn't fare very well either. Lady Shiva got a few good hits in on Killer Frost before one of Huntress' arrows pierced her shoulder.
Oracle ordered a retreat and Misfit 'bounced' away. Gypsy grabbed Oracle and followed in suit. One by one the birds were teleported to safety by Gypsy, to a cave Misfit, their youngest member, had found. There were no casualties this time, but it was far from a victory. "They're here," Zinda said calmly into her communicator. "Excellent," Killer Shark's voice slithered back and was followed by soberingly evil laughter...