Full Moon High: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Miss Hyde
Chapter 7: A Hero in Both Forms; Good on the Hyde Legacy pt.1
Nighttime
Hale House
In the small yet sprawled out harbor neighborhood, located near the eastern shore of Everett, all were asleep as it was night. In the small neighborhood called Shore Cliffs Blvd, there was a house in the neighborhood. A Victorian house so to speak, was built on the dipping hillside of the harbor docks, like the other houses. Victorian houses were built in the US and Canada and were much popularized in the Victorian era. This house was three stories high with a rounded tower, a wraparound porch and there was great attention paid to detail. This house had curved glass windows in the tower. The features shown on the house were the rounded tower, a verandah or roof opened porch, bay windows and dormers.
There was also a door plaque that read Hale House.
Upstairs
In one of the rooms, someone was still awake and hard at work. The room was obviously a boy's room, as there were messy clothing in one pile and posters of rock bands on some walls, as well as some game posters. There was a small flatscreen TV on a shelf along with a PS3 and DVDs. On a desk there was a laptop computer with cameras and camera equipment. But at the moment, the attention was on to the figure posting photographs on a tack board.
It was Jeremy Hale. He was wearing his glasses, and was wearing a brown sweater with black sweat pants for his pajamas. But aside from his fashion, he was more focused on what was being posted on the wall. There were photos of the fashion show that he was focused on. But none that had a few tacks and strings drawn around them that caught his attention. The photos of Jackie Hyde herself.
He was around the fashion show, getting photos, but hers seem to take up the whole roll. She was the belle of the show without hesitation. Though Lutrica pretty much seemed to fume with rage though, she was a smash hit. Even he had to admit that he found her beautiful and amazing. He took one of the photos off to get a closer look at her due to his glasses, and was studying her like trying to find a clue. Nobody knew who she was or where she came from, but he wasn't a closed-out fool living in his room. He heard the rumors spreading about a chalk-white goddess roaming around the streets, smashing through clubs and making out with anyone that caught her eye. She was a party animal, but she had this side to her that was beyond the party. It was like he knew who this was, but couldn't find the right fit on who it was. It was almost like Cinderella, only it wasn't the glass slipper that would fit the bill on finding out who she was.
Jeremy just sighed, as he looked at her, "Who are you, Jackie Hyde?" But then his attention was turned to another photograph. This time it was Jaqueline Jekyll.
He walked back to the tack board, and put the photo back, as he looked at Jaqueline. After the heist incident, she had just disappeared, along with Jackie, as he arched an eyebrow. He then sighed, "Well, it has been a while." He smirked, "Maybe a little time with a friend might help me out before summer break starts by the end of the month."
Late that Night
The cool night air crisped the warm rooftops from the sun that afternoon. The night steamed off the heat as the half-moon was shining through, and shined on the rooftops. At the moment, two blurs jumped from roof to roof, as they were being watched on through the lens of something that wasn't a camera… but that of a sniper scope. The blurs jumped from rooftop to rooftop, and began to slow down as they leapt for the wall of a tall building. It was Scope and Scar, as they climbed up the wall of the building, avoiding the windows from being spotted.
Scar huffed, "Why on earth did I get stuck with you on patrol, Corvis?"
"Everyone else was picked," Scope replied. "Besides, Kylie wanted some alone time away from me. She's been worried about her friend, Jaqueline. Lately, she hasn't shown up around school. Though she's been calling her to deliver her homework."
Derek had heard about this particular girl, Jaqueline Jekyll; a real genius but kind of a shy wallflower. "Why hasn't she been going to school?"
"I asked Kylie the same thing, and she said that Jaqueline's working on some kind of project for Bio-Tech," Mikey replied.
Derek asked, "She works at Ashley's family company?"
"She got a scholarship from them as well as a good paying part-time job," Scope explained. "She can come and go to school whenever she needs to, but she has to submit her homework and make an appearance once in a while to show she's alive and still attending. Otherwise, they'll consider it a dropout and drop her out, both out the school and the scholarship."
Once they hopped onto the fire escape, they ran up, as Derek asked, "Any idea on what this particular project is?"
Mikey shrugged, "Haven't a clue. But whatever it is, it's got her hands tied."
Once they reach the rooftop, the two stopped to take a breather, as Mikey smiled at the conversation, "It's good to know we're having a good conversation. The perfect building block for a frie…"
"Please don't say friend," Scar sighed in annoyance. "I'm still having a hard time accepting you'd be accepted into a pack other than being an Omega with your goofy actions."
However, the two blinked as they heard a clicking sound: the clicking that could be heard when a gun is ready to go off. The two looked around, and heard the shot, as Derek easily dodged it. Mikey ducked down as he flattened himself. But then a dart struck his tail, as he shouted, "YEOW! RUN!"
The two got up, as they bolted from the roof. But then as they jumped, another dart struck out, hitting Mikey's shoulder. Derek rolled on the rooftop they landed on, while Mikey crashed a little, but got up, as he moaned a little, "Startin' to get numb!" But they both bolted out of there, as they raced across the rooftop.
They jumped from roof to roof, but as they did, more shots were being heard. Luckily there were smoke chimney stacks that they ducked behind. Once they knew there were no more, they bolted again, but not until Mikey yelped. The two stopped, as Derek got a look at him. Not only was there a dart on his tail and left shoulder… but another one had planted itself into the same shoulder in the back.
Mikey looked at it, and spoke as if his mouth and tongue were shot up with novicane, making him lose all feeling with his mouth, "Ttthreee darts issss tooo much…"
Scar grabbed him, as he pulled him away from the shots, "C'mon, Scope! Pull it together, and move it!"
The two continued to sprint on foot, as they tried to dodge the shots. Though Scope was becoming more numb and numb, as his arms were becoming more wobbly, and his neck bent back and forth, losing all control of his muscles, aside from his legs. They managed to get to another wall, as Scar pushed the weakening Scope on it, as he peered from the sides. So far, no shots were made or heard. Wobbling over to the side, Mikey leaned on an alert and annoyed Scar, as he tried to gain some feeling and control of his jaw.
He then managed to look around, as he groaned, "Iiii think wwweeeee lozzzzz em…."
Suddenly, darts were shot into his leg and butt, making him look like a Lycan pincushion. He wobbled up, as he looked behind himself, as Scar looked and went wide eye with this, as Scope whined out, "hhhhheeeeeeyyyyyyyy….." And finally collapsed face first on the floor of the rooftop.
Scar backed up, but kept Mikey in his line of sight, as he looked around, trying to see who or what was shooting at them, as he tried to think of who would do this, "The werewolf hunters? Nah, they wanted to kill us. These are tranq darts. So…"
But then he stepped on a hidden button, as he looked down, and realized he stepped on a trap. "Oh crap."
Suddenly, the rooftop's vents busted out some green gas. He was surrounded in a fog bank of it, as he coughed out, "GAUGH! KOFF! Gas!" He whipped it and pushed it away as best he could, but it was starting to get to him, as he coughed, "Dammit! Whole thing… was… trapped…" He couldn't fight the effects of whatever kind of gas this was, as he collapsed to his knees, coughing. Finally, he gave up, as he fell flat down face first.
As the gas cleared away, thugs and gang members started coming out of everywhere like ninjas. And leading them was Gus, who cracked his knuckles looking down at the two down werewolves, "Guess no matter how powerful they are, even monsters can succumb to tranquilizers and knock-out gas."
One of the thugs, a red-headed bandana-headed boy, chuckled, "Hehehe! Good thing we used moose tranquilizer. That stuff's pretty powerful."
Suddenly, Scope shot up, lifting only his chest and head, startling the gang members who had sniper dart rifles in their hands, aiming at him. But all he did was let out a moose-like roar, and then plopped back on the ground.
Gus sweatdropped at that, as he looked to them, "Let's just bag and tag 'em. Melbourne wants 'em back at the lab. ASAP."
The Next Day
Apartment Complex
Jaqueline's Room
It was already nine o'clock in the morning, and Jaqueline was hard at work at her table looking over her notes. She was dressed in a white bathrobe, and wore a black baggy T-shirt that was XX-Large for her; something she obviously compensated if she changed into Jackie by accident at night. The notes had details on what was in her blood system. The tests results that the Hyde Formula bonded solely in her DNA, as well as bonded into her blood. It was as if her whole body could not only change without the formula, but now her blood and possibly bodily fluids could contain or produce the formula as well. Meaning that if someone were to consume or ingest her bodily fluids, it would be like gulping down the Hyde Formula for themselves. Though she wasn't sure on it yet, and really didn't want to test it further.
She put the notes aside, as she leaned in on her chair, sighing, "Things weren't bad enough, now I've got this looming Hyde Strain in my system that may or may not be a problem. I just don't know what to do. And how can things get any crazier than this?"
"Hey, Jaqueline."
The familiar voice of her friend Mari came from the bathroom door, as she sat up and turned around. Only to go crimson as to what she saw. There, Mari stood leaning on the frame of the door, with her black bathrobe on… with it opened giving Jaqueline a clean look at what was in the center: Mari's naked body with no underwear whatsoever.
Jaqueline blushed as she looked at Mari's state of dress, "Bah! Mari! Uh, wh-wh-what are you doing?"
Mari slipped up to her, slowly taking the robe off, as she smirked, "Well, since we don't have school today, and since it's just the two of us…" the robe then dropped to the floor, leaving Mari completely in the buff, as she slunked her arms around the blushing Jaqueline, "I figured we could have a little us time."
Trying to get out of it, Jaqueline looked away, as she blushed like crimson, stammering, "Well, yeah, but… I um… I have some work I need to do right now."
She pushed herself in, pressing her non-existent breasts up to Jaqueline's back, causing her to blush like crazy, as Mari insisted, "Come on, I'm as randy as ever. Maybe even more so. Working out and running helps my jonesin' but ever since I got Hyded… well…" she finally ran over to Jaqueline's bed, jumping up and down like a fish, as she cried out, "I'm horny as ever, maybe even more so. I need my friend with benefits! I need Jackie, Jaqueline! Please!"
Jaqueline however slid down the bed, scooting as far as possible from the eyes of the pleading Mari, who tried to crawl after her. Jaqueline however shook her head as she then stood up, trying to cross the room saying, "No Mari! And I mean no!" She tried to sidle towards the door although the now her predatory was beginning to walk towards her and Jaqueline held up her arms to keep it back. "Mari, seriously what's gotten into you?" 'This can't be the result of the hyde formula can it?'
Her mind now distracted Mari leaped towards Jaqueline and buried her head in her chest. "Pleeaaasseee," the girl whined, rubbing her brown hair against Jaqueline's pajamas tickling her chest as she did.
Suddenly Jaqueline became aware of a rising heat within her, and a sudden balloon filling in the back of her head. A yawn seemed to echo through her mind as the familiar sultry tone of Jackie began to stir within her. 'Oh lord, that was a good nights... oh hello.' Jaqueline could just imagine her worse half grinning evilly as she looked down through Jaqueline's eyes at Mari attempt to glom her. 'I see your getting in some extracurricular activities
That jab enflamed the brunette and her own will pushed back against Jaqueline, forcing her into the back of her mind. 'Ow, ow... hey watch it! You may be big brained but there is two of us in here now!'
"Shut up," Jaqueline declared loudly stomping her foot, her eyes flashing yellow suddenly as a power filled her.
Mari though jumped back, her frame dropping into a defensive stance all of a sudden as she looked wearily at Jaqueline who had begun to swoon and fall into the wall and slide down slowly to the floor. "Jaqueline," she asked tentatively, bending down and placing a hand on her friend's shoulders.
Jaqueline took a deep breath a sighed, crying would do no good as she shook her head. "Sorry, Mari... Jackie just... Jackie..." she paused as she looked away and used the tips of her fingers to rub at her eyes. "Let's just say my roommate," she tapped her head, "up here isn't as enjoyable to have as you."
Mari wasted no time in sitting down next to her friend and taking her hand and nodding. "Tell me what it's like," she asked giving the palm a quick squeeze.
Jaqueline sighed, as she stated, "Well, it's like my whole body's the car, and there's two people fighting to drive it. I'm the little voice saying this is a bad idea… while Jackie's the loud little voice screaming LET ME DRIVE!" She rubbed her temple, as she sighed, "It's a basic fight for control."
Mari seemed to understand on that, as she nodded, "Man that sucks. Me, I don't even have a voice in my head unlike you."
Then Jaqueline sighed as she whined, "Then why do you constantly want me to make love with you?"
Mari sighed, "Because Hyde love-making is way stimulating than just plain old human love-making." She held her hand up, "Don't get me wrong. I enjoy sausage more than any girl, but considering it's just me and you… I'm forced to settle with taco stands."
Jaqueline sighed, "Gee thanks, glad to know I'm some kind of fast food stand."
"Yeah, but you're a tasty fast-food stand," Mari smirked. But then got down seriously, as she asked, "Speaking of fighting… have you considered the idea that now we're like She-Hulk teen girls… we could go out there to fight Super-Human crime and the Forces of Evil kind of dealy?"
Jaqueline reserved the attempt to let her eye twitch too much as she heard that statement. "Mari I am sorry... but what!" She shook her head as she felt the bubble with her mind begin to press back.
Oh my god that sounds so cool, Jackie cried wrestling to get back control. Come on let me talk to her, I have some...
'Shut up,' Jaqueline demanded pressing Jackie down once more.
"I mean what I say," Mari declared, "you and me, both using our powers to save the town from goons who would do it harm!"
Jaqueline opened her mouth to speak, but almost instantly the memory of the brown werewolf coming to save her seemed to strike at her very soul. Without people like him, she would have met a worse fate and maybe even had her life wrecked by forces she could not control. Yet she couldn't do it, it was too stupid too illogical, "but I mean it's not like we can just be super heros. I mean we don't even know how to fight... I do't even know how to keep Jackie under control!"
Love you too, the voice in her head cat called.
"Oh don't worry about that, Jaqueline," Mari smirked, as she made a few stances. "I've got some basic combat practice at the gym. I can show you some good moves you and Jackie can learn. And besides, you and Jackie seem pretty good together. You put aside your differences to save not just that fashion show from being robbed, but you saved me."
Jaqueline was at a loss for words, but Jackie spoke up in her head, Hmmmm… she's got a point there, Jaqueline. Maybe being in the hero biz might not be such a bad thing.
"And now we have another matter to discuss," Mari stated, rather seriously… until she looked like a sex-starved nympho, as she blushed and gushed out, "We need to find candidates to turn into Male Hydes not just to balance out the sexes… but for… well, you know what I mean."
Jaqueline opened her mouth to object but there was suddenly a knock at the door. Seeing her chance, Jaqueline gave Mari a nervous smile and rapidly ducked under her arm and headed down the hallway. Not rally caring to look back as Mari tried to follow her, as she opened the door.
"Ah good morning," the elderly voice of Constance greeted them, her tanned but wrinkled skin crinkling into a wide smile as she looked up at Jaqueline. "Good morning Mari," she then added with a warm smile. "I was wondering my dears, do you think you could talk about my medicine."
"Oh, hi, Constance," Jaqueline smiled, as she went over to her mini-lab, and brought up the jar. She then handed it over to Constance, as she smiled, "Here you go. Hope it helps."
Constance smiles in response taking the jar and nodding at her before her tired old eyes snapped open. "Jaqueline!" Her face in shock she gave the girl a quick look up and down, her hand moving out suddenly to try and stroke her hair only for her to pull it back at the last second. "I-I... I... what happened to you?"
Jaqueline looked bashful on that, as she confessed, "W-Well, I guess you could say I um…"
Mari butted in, as she stated, "She had a makeover by yours truly. Ever since then, this little hot tamale's been open up to anything and everything. She's gonna be living her life to the fullest." She playfully got Jaqueline in a chokehold, "And you darn right need new life experiences, my friend. You can't just keep hiding yourself behind books and this place. You need to live a little… or in your case, a whole lot."
Jaqueline wheezed out, "Okay, okay. Jeez, Mari. You're crazy, you know that?"
"Like a foxy she-fox," Mari chuckled.
Constance however laughed, daintily holding her hand in front of her mouth as she chuckled. "Oh how adorable you two look," she said smiling as Jaqueline tried to pull herself out of Mari's grip slamming into the door frame. "I must say Jaqueline," she added, emphasizing the Jaqueline of her name as she said it with her thick Brazilian accent, "the look really suits you."
Jaqueline blushed at that compliment, as she smiled, "Thank you. I was starting to wonder if nobody would notice it."
"Why not use it to get a boy you like," Constance smiled. "Why not that, um.. oh what's his name? Oh yes, Jeremy Hale."
Jaqueline blinked in shock and opened and closed her mouth, "H-How do you know him?"
Constance leaned in and raised her eyebrows at Jaqueline pointing downstairs. "Oh he is in the lobby: he asked me to come and see if you wanted to see you: he said he had some -" Constance paused and heavily accentuated her voice on the next word, giving it an exotic quality "-questions."
"Oooh, questions for our dear Jaqueline," Mari teased her friend. "Sounds like our girl's gonna land herself her first boyfriend."
"Why do you keep on saying that," Jaqueline asked scowling before turning back to Constance and sighing. "Okay send him up... I will see what he wants."
Elsewhere
Old Everett
Old Everett is what they called it. Where the old dilapidated buildings of the cities Industrial boom met the small deshelled houses for the workers that had once manned those factories. A slum and near abandoned land fill of a location, the area was nothing but row upon row of industrial estate, left to rot in the wake of jobs moving overseas. Only some of the old houses were inhabited, and those that weren't and even some that were sat in the uncanny gap between demolishment and renovation due to a bill that had been bogged down in the local courts for near on ten years. But yet while officially it was near useless, some more illicit elements found its buildings were exactly what they needed.
Castle strode out into the center of the old industrial plant, yelling out orders to the various henchmen who were storming about, hauling supplies and barrels all around them.
"Okay, okay! Move it up boys get those chemicals in storage. And remember to stack them how it says in the booklet, we don't want any accidents." He turned to go before calling back, "and I will be checking you knuckle heads, so I will know if you ain't done it."
Marching off the factory floor he climbed some stairs to a nearby office just off to the side where he sat down behind the broken desk and pulled towards him a piece of paper, notes detailing what needed to be done.
Suddenly, one of the henchmen ran in, running out of breath, as he wheezed out, "Boss! We've got a situation."
Ignoring the man's rudeness, Castle asked, "What is it?"
"It's those wolves; they're awake again," he wheezed out. "They're still chained, but we're having a hard time trying to keep them under control. They're throwing the guys like rag dolls."
Gus slammed his fist into his desk and jumped to his feet, "Oh, for God's sake," he roared charging out and pushing the henchmen aside. "Do I got to do everything around here?!" Practically bounding down the steps and charging across the hall he soon crossed the threshold into another wing of the old dilapidated facility, the giant old machines torn up from their roots and pushed aside and into the corners of the hall. Chains wrapped around the old machines and tightly flew towards the center of the room where they wrapped and snake their way around and over the body of two werewolves. A dark black and grey one with a scar down one of his face, and a brown and tan one with shaggy hair that almost hid his glowing yellow eyes.
The black one was railing against his chains, slowly pulling one of the machines towards him as he struggled against them, roaring and snarling at any goon who tried to approach him. The few who did were armed with tasers attached to the end of polls, and were cautiously attempting to get close enough to prod him with it. However none were brave enough to even try and make the movements needed to get within swatting distance of the beast.
"Idiots," Gus growled as he marched towards the center grabbing one of the men and another's pole and pointing at one particular cain out of many. "You! When I give the order stick the taser to that chain, and do it every three seconds. Got it."
"Umm, yes sir," the main said nervously, as he got into position.
"The rest of you do the same," Gus growled as he closed the gap, and marched towards the werewolf who now glowered at him, his teeth mashing wildly. "Now," Gus ordered, but nothing happened.
Looking back the dark skinned gangster slapped himself in the face as he watched the varying good touch their tasers to separate chains. "No, no, no! Touch your tasers against the same chain," he growled at them, pointing at the chain in particular. There was a round of 'oh's' as his goons followed up his orders and the chain lit up like a Christmas tree.
The howling of the wolf was deafening, his shriek of anguish as steam rose from his body, as a dozen tasers energy traveled down the chain and into his body. Gun nodded and gave his men the thumbs up, "good work guys, keep it up," he barked getting in close enough to use his pole and jab his own taser straight into the black werewolf's face.
"You - beasts - need - to - learn some - manners," he grunted with each sharp jab until the Black werewolf swooned and fell forward, his body staying upright only by the chains tied around his body. Turning back to his boys he nodded at them and strode past, "just do that if he tries anything again." Looking over his shoulder at the brown one who was now glowering as him and growling lowly he shrugged. "Do the same for the fuzz ball two over there if he tries anything as well."
"Impressive," a voice called loudly catching Gus's attention as he recognized the tone.
"Well, well, well," he said loudly placing his hands on his belt as he watched a familiar girl walk in smiling at her. "Look who decided to turn up." Reaching out a hand he offered it to the young woman, Elaine Melborne.
She was a young Caucasian woman of sixteen, with short cut auburn hair that flipped at the back, spiked, and with bangs that were parted in the front. She was an A cup chest size, slim but slender body, black stockings, a blue jean mini-skirt, with a white button-up shirt, red vest, brown shoes, and wearing glasses. Even though she looked like a nerd, she had an evil genius vibe to her, as she adjusted her glasses, looking at the Lycans before her.
Elaine smiled and took his oversized hand and gave it a firm a shake as she could manage. "Good to see you again, Castle. I am surprised you managed to keep to your word." She walked past him and marvled at the two wolves chained before her.
"Whats that supposed to mean," Gus teased placing a hand on her shoulder and giving it a rather rough shake. "Me and my guys are tough enough and smart enough to go toe to toe with them." He motioned for her to follow her, "plus I told you I would get you the enzyme you needed: now you got an endless supply of it."
Elaine raised an eyebrow as she followed the brute of a man. "Yes, indeed." She remembered meeting Gus only a few days ago, how he had pointed a gun at her, how he had threatened to kill her if she did not hand over the key she had recovered from their little blunder with Jackie Hyde. Now he was chatting to her like an old friend.
"Still I don't get how you knew it was that particular enzyme," he began to climb the steps back to the office and shook his head. "I mean are you sure you can make it... you know 'the hyde formula.'"
Elaine smiled as she slid her hand across the old desk and reached inside her pocket producing a single strand of hair. "My dear Gus -"
"Castle."
"- my family have long held the secret art of alchemy. We have long since known how to make Hydes: but this new girl... this Jackie, well she seemed to be in control of her form." Elaine smiled as Gus sat back in his seat and crossed his arms, clearly miffed by her calling him by his real name. "She, or someone close to her has managed to perfect a formula deemed too risky for anyone else to create. And with this strand of her hair, her DNA, I have figured out with my own knowledge exactly what we need to reproduce it."
Gus shrugged, "Awesome," he said not sounding as impressed as Elaine wanted and scratched his nose. "Just make it addicting enough for people to come back and buy more and I am sure we will make a tidy profit. Still I want to know why do you want to make money off this?"
Elaine smiled, "well a girl has to pay for her college degree somehow."
Gus smiled as he reached into his draw rummaged around for something. Elaine felt her muscles tense as she watched him make the move, always on edge as to what it could be. Was it a gun, another taser?
No it was an electric shaver, the kind used on sheep and animals. "Well we better start production. Right, partner?"
Scope managed to come two at least a little, as he blinked, "Ugh… wha… what's with the razor shaver?" The thugs looked at him, and they all smirked, as they all pulled their own shavers, as Scope gulped, "Why are you guys lookin' at me like that?" It then clicked, "Oh no. No! No! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Back at the Apartments
The tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife, and still not clear it away. Jaqueline sat nervously across from Jeremy, the only thing separating them being the kitchen table. She didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to do, Jeremy was just sitting their drinking his coffee nervously waiting for her to talk too.
But to top it all off Mari was still walking around, in just her dressing gown, letting it hang open at the front which was driving Jeremy's cheeks to new undiscovered shade of red. Indeed he eventually coughed as he tried not to look at Mari who smiled evilly at his awkwardness.
"Umm... I like your hair... this morning," Jeremy finally said as he tried to break the ice
Jaqueline immediately responded, "Thanks... I made it myself," and froze at the realization of what she had just said. "S-so I believe you have some questions?"
"Oh, yeah, um… well, I know that last time when we had that talk about you being related to Henry Jekyll…"
"And when you tried to post it as a news story in Shepard High's paper, and I hated you for that," Jaqueline retorted. But then smiled warmly at Jeremy, "And how you returned it before it got out… but before that you also got pretty beat up by a bunch of thugs back way near my lab."
"Still got scars to prove it," Jeremy commented. But then got serious, "But I'm not here to reminisce about the past. I was actually hoping you might know something about Jackie Hyde."
Stopped in her tracks Jaqueline stammered, "Umm... what would I know about Jackie Hyde? I mean... yeah she likely is one... I mean using my ancestors work but... umm..."
Jeremy nodded, "can't be easy for you, knowing that someone is using your grandfather's work in that way."
Jaqueline sighed, "Yeah"
"Though amazingly, they're doing it without all the murder and mayhem," Jeremy stated.
"Yeah," Jaqueline nodded. But then blinked, "Wait, what?"
"I'm just saying that this Jackie Hyde's not all that bad," Jeremy commented. "She was well, actually… she was pretty hot."
'Hot,' Jaqueline arched an eyebrow.
"Cool," Jeremy went on.
'Cool? Jackie?'
"And all around, despite all that, she's got a big heart and pretty courageous," Jeremy commented, smirking, "I mean, she stood up to those thugs and even protected everyone."
'He thinks Jackie's hot, cool, courageous and caring,' Jaqueline thought.
But in her head, Jackie was blowing up, blushing and stammering like crazy, He-he-eh-he… he thinks I'm all that?! I don't understand!
"Yeah and it's not just me." Jeremy reached into his pocket and produced his phone, pulling up articles and forum pages detailing the appearance of Jackie Hyde.
'Real Life Superhero in Everett'
'Phantom super girl storms stage and stops thugs'
'The Jackie Hyde fan club.'
Sweat dropped from Jaqueline's head as she read off that last one: and it was hard to believe those were only the first three. "P-people made m... her a fan club," the brunette asked scooting over to Jeremy and leaning down at her phone. "Who would even do that?"
Jeremy shrugged, "I'm not sure. I am going to call the owner of the site later today, but I really wanted to get an interview from you while you were hear... given that you were there, and your knowledge on the subject."
Jaqueline instantly became suspicious as her eyes darted to look at Jeremy, although she dared not make a move. "This isn't m-more questions like last time?" A stutter emanating from her wavering voice.
'Seriously you call that intimidation,' Jackie teased.
"I just thought you'd like to accompany me during this little investigation," Jeremy invited.
Mari jumped between the two, as she smirked, "Oooh, is this like a date between you two?"
Jaquline blinked, this was really not turning out like she had expected.
'Oh come on,' Jackie began to tease, the ballon in her head straining again as the pale white Hyde tried to influence her once again. 'He is just begging for you too...'
Jaqueline sighed, as she groaned, 'Stay out of this, Jackie.'
'I live in your head, since I'm apart of you. Deal with it,' Jackie shot back. 'And do you want to spend the rest of your life regretting what you didn't have and having cobwebs grow down there beneath the front of your underwear? Go with this guy!'
'Hey I am in charge of this body not you,' Jaqueline spat, as she turned around to Jeremy and said, "Jeremy I have to say that..." a tenseness came over her as she closed her eyes, "I would love to go!" Jaqueline froze, a cold rage creeping into her head as she tried not to let it show, 'Jaqueline!'
A small giggle echoed through the walls of her head, ' you can thank me later cobwebs. Now go get him!'
Jeremy though smiled and nodded, almost none the wiser to the annoyed expression spread across Jaqueline's face as he pulled out his phone. "Cool, so shall I wait, or will you just meet me there?"
"Oh, you can wait here," Jaqueline smirked, almost pausing again, as she smirked, "I'll just get ready in the bathroom." But inside, Jaqueline was raging again, 'Jackie!? What the heck?!'
'Oh come on, don't say you didn't want this?'
'I didn't want this,' Jaqueline growled as she entered the bathroom and stared into the mirror.
There staring back was Jaqueline, the pale amazonia, standing before her, completely naked, her pale chalki like skin tone radiating its pure enthusiasm as she seemed to be dancing.
"Stop that," Jaqueline demanded, to which Kaclie replied only by sticking out her tounge and thrusting out her bare overly large chest.
"I SAID STOP THAT," Jaqueline shouted, which she realized what she did, as she covered her mouth.
"Jaqueline? You okay in there," Jeremy asked.
"Yeah, I'm okay," she said, as she lied, "I was just… I thought I saw a cockroach."
"And that's why you shouted it to stop something," Jeremy asked.
"It was coming at me, even when the light was on," Jaqueline said.
"… okay," Jeremy said. "I'm still waiting here. Anything you need?"
"No, I'm good. Got my clothes, and now I just need to shower and get ready," Jaqueline sighed. Once she heard Jeremy sit down, Jaqueline sighed.
Walking into the shower, Jaqueline sighed as she considered everything that was now happening. Jeremy, Jackie, Mari too. Heck even how the water felt over her new body, she was still unnerved at how the liquid now followed the contours of her redefined form, liquid dropping off her pert breasts, or how the sheen in her hair seemed to glow when the light hit its damp surface.
It was rather disconcerting: yet exhilarating.
Yet with all that came Jackie Hyde, her worse half, a person who despite some laughs she still wanted to be free of. It was silly of her to think of Jackie as a different person, but as she began to wash some shampoo into her hair, she couldn't help but think of her as such. She was too different, too alien to her life, her old one anyway, to be anything but another person.
Yet as Jaqueline began to wipe the suds off her body she felt a tingle of pleasure as her hand rubbed across her now smooth skin: and she was reminded that she wanted this.
She had realized that she had taken the potion, not for scientific advancement, not for betterment of mankind; she had taken it because she was tired of being plain. She had wanted to be beautiful just like Jackie: just she never wanted to be 'just like Jackie.' But then she had to wonder what she would of done if this had been the result, her new body that she was standing in right now, what would she had done if her new enhanced form was the only thing she had gotten. Would she be resenting it as much as she had been?
Another tingle of pleasure went up Jaqueline's spine as she applied some body wash as felt her chest quiver from the feeling.
That's it, rub all over yourself. Get a good lather and rinse, Jackie thought, as Jaqueline did so, doing her best to cover up the moans. Now… go a little further down… and Jaqueline did so, until she blinked, "What the…?"
Dang it, so close, Jackie snapped her fingers in annoyance.
Jaqueline groaned, 'Seriously, Jackie? There's a guy out in our room, and you want me to get off in the shower? What if he hears us?'
I know, Jackie smirked. And just imagine how awkward he'll be when you come out lookin' smokin' hot in the ensemble we put together.'
'It better not be too sexy or too revealing,' Jaqueline steamed in embarrassment.
Jackie smirked, tracing her finger down her cheek, Why's that such a big deal? You into Jeremy?
Jaqueline did not answer, she wouldn't answer. Feeding Jackie with attention would only make her stronger, the best course of action would be to ignore her and -
Do you really think ignoring me will work? Jackie laughed maliciously. Oh you poor deluded... well I would call you a virgin as I did all the work, but you are right: we are the same. The laugh grew louder causing Jaqueline to pale as she felt something building within her.
Suddenly Jaqueline let out a moan of pleasure, a low throaty moan that she tried to cover up but couldn't. Soon the fire within her turned into a tidal wave of pleasure as she felt every single nerve in her body stand on end as the water hit it, running down and over her flesh, causing no end of stimulation.
"Jackie... stop it..." Jaqueline pleaded as she tried to calm down. "Please..."
But yet another wave of pleasure hit her, and Jaqueline gasped in what was clear joy, falling to her knees with a thud. It took every ounce of will from Jaqueline to keep her hands grabbing onto the side of the shower, as she began to pant, over and over, low moans coming every few seconds, like a mouse squeaking.
Inside her mind Jaqueline could feel Jackie now pushing back against her, yet not taking control. The titanic amazon simply seemed to be standing over her, pushing her back just enough to make her whole world go alight with pleasure.
Go on, you know you want to.
Jaqueline felt her hands move but she grabbed a hold of her mind and had them grab onto anything else, a sponge and the shower curtain which she tore off: the sheet of plastic falling over her.
Outside
Jeremy took a step back from the door and cried out to Mari who came to see what was going on. "Umm... is this normal?"
To which Mari gave him a devilish grin, her answer not helping in the slightest. "You made an impression her. Good man."
But back in the shower, Jaqueline let out a loud roar as the pleasure centers of her body exploded all at once, for the third time and she could hear Jackie laughing.
'I am not going to let you take control,' Jaqueline growled at her worse half who was now hugging her from behind.
Why would I do that dear? Jackie teased, stroking the hair of the mental image of her better half. If I changed there would be too many questions from Jeremy... No I am just giving him a good impression: after all best foot forward and all that. She laughed again kissing the mental image of Jaqueline on the cheek and lessening her grip.
Jaqueline collapsed on the bath floor, as she moaned out a bit of relief. When she did, she felt a particular wetness between her legs, and groaned, "Dammit, Jackie!"
Jackie just laughed, Go get 'em, Tiger. Sending another wave of pleasure just to round it all off.
Much Later
Jeremy and Jaqueline were riding the bus, sitting together, but the latter trying to avoid the first. Jaqueline was wearing a pair of blue jeans that hugged her, a sleeveless pink turtleneck shirt, and black strap-on sandals. The two were trying to break the silence as best as anyone could. But alas, there was nothing to break it upon. Until Jeremy finally stepped it up, and spoke.
"Umm... you look nice," Jeremy stammered as he tried to sidle over and get closer to Jaqueline.
Jaqueline wasn't startled by the scoot over, but of his compliment. This had been the very first one given to her by a guy, and she wasn't Jackie this time. She smiled, while using her hair to hide her blush in a cute manner, smiled, "Oh. Thank you." She then looked up. "So where are we going?"
"We're headed over to the last known location before the Fashion Show," Jeremy explained. "The first night club Jackie showed up at. Or what's left of it."
Jaqueline looked freaked out, as she panicked, "J-Jackie trashed it?"
"Well, a little, but all that was done was a few broken tables from some rowdy raping jocks," Jeremy assured her. "No, this happened a night ago."
Jaqueline blinked at this, "A night ago?"
Even Jackie was a bit perplexed by this, What the…?
Stepping off the bus, the pair walked the last few blocks together. The Night Club in question soon appeared on a small high street corner, the sign reading 'Brady's' emblazoned across the entrance in bright neon purple lights. Although the B seemed to be sparking from where a chair had been somehow thrown through it and lodged in the wall behind. Still it was a fairly plain club, with black painted bricks, a rather square boxed shape appearance, and looked more like someone had taken three of the many stores that ran along the street and renovated them together. Jaqueline could even see the bricks were sticking out, where the old doors used to be.
Walking in, Jaqueline and Jeremy stepped over a door that was just barely still swinging off its hinges as they stepped into a trashed and shattered club. Tables were overturned,, chairs shattered, a hole had somehow been blasted in the wall of the bar's counter, and glass and shattered objects seemed to be scatter everywhere. To Jaqueline it seemed as if a bomb had gone off.
"My God," she whispered.
Jackie nodded in her head, Yeah, that's true. I doubt I remember doing this.
'Do you think Mari did this as Comette,' Jaqueline asked mentally.
Doubtful it was her, Jackie replied. You know that all she did was spend time with you and me… in the sack. She barely wanted to leave the apartment at all that time.
Jaqueline then thought, 'But if this wasn't Jackie or Mari… then who did all this?'
"Hey who are you!"
Spinning around the pair saw a middle aged brown haired man, with tanned skin but a rather grisly complexion walk out from one of the service entrances and brandish a broom at them. He did not look happy. Jeremy instinctively got between him and Jaqueline as the old man cross the bar and began to thrust his cleaning utensil in their direction.
"Didn't you see the sign," the man growled, "we are closed for renovation: and I don't have time for kids trashing my place!"
Jeremy immediately defended, as he assured the man, "I'm sorry, Mr…"
"Brady. Mister Brady to you, kid," Mr. Brady huffed.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Brady," Jeremy apologized. "But we're only here because we're with Shepard High's Journalism and Paper Club."
Jaqueline peeked from his shoulder, as she added in, "We were told that Jackie Hyde attended a little partying here."
Mr. Brady arched an eyebrow, "Black hair with red streak, chalk white skin and body to die for?" The two nodded. "Yeah, what about her?"
"We were told that she caused a lot of damage to this place," Jeremy answered.
Mr Brady scratched his chin surprised. "Heh well Jackie caused all sorts of damage, tore up half the bar, tried to sweet talk several girls, and blokes at the same time." He then straightened up and looked at Jeremy with a slightly surprised face, "wait you called Jackie a she right?"
Jeremy nodded, as he scribbled away notes, Jaqueline walking around the bar and inspecting the damage.
"Well 'Jackie' as you call the punk, was a man."
Both teenagers stopped where they were now staring at Brady in shock. "A man," they both asked, Jaqueline picking up a piece of torn clothing.
Brady nodded, "yeah... although he never told me his name so it was hard to tell the police who it was. All I told them was some chalk white person with black red hair tore up my club." He smashed his hand into his fist and growled, "and now I got to re-mortgage this place or let it go under: bastard!"
Jeremy was about to ask him another question, untnil Jaqueline pulled him away. Jeremy blinked, as Jaqueline said, "Jeremy. Look at this." She then presented him the torn piece of cloth, which had a patch of the Shepard High Ram: the mascot to the football team. "It's the Shepard High Ram."
"So he goes to our school then," Jeremy deduced.
Jaqueline nodded, "Yeah, but the signia has the horns colored red with a marker."
Jeremy's eyes went wide as they could under his glasses, as he deduced, "Wait. I know of one jock that does that to his jersies. Says he does it to make them look cooler than the lame school makes them. As he says."
Jaqueline now wanted to get to the bottom of this, as she asked, "Who?"
"A real beef-headed dumb jock named Dale Mason," Jeremy replied.
"What are you two kids talking about?" August walked up behind the pair and peered over their shoulders, causing the both of them to jump up nervously. Jaqueline hiding the cloth behind her back.
"Nothing," the both said in near unity earning a raised eyebrow, as he waved at Jaqueline.
"Then what have you got behind your back?"
"My back?"
August face grew steadily more impatient, "Yes. Your back. I wasn't pointing at him was I." He waved at Jeremy who adjusted his glasses as the middle aged man sourly look at them both.
Jaqueline however pulled out her phone and muttered, "Sorry, I was just photographing some of the damages... you know for the school paper." She blushed and looked away, an act that caused August rather stern expression to soften.
He blushed himself and muttered. "Oh sorry." He briefly turned away and looked over at the bar. "Umm either of you kids want a drink? I mean not alcohol naturally... but I do keep some non-alcoholic drinks behind the bar." He set his broom down and walked through the gap shattered through the counter, looking down at the fridges hidden out of sight.
Jaqueline waved her hands, "Oh, no thank you. Jeremy can have them…" and then sped off, leaving the two there, as she shouted, "I just remembered my friend promising me to give me some lessons in self-defense."
The two boys blinked, as she sped off, as August commented, "She's a strange one to be your girlfriend."
Jeremy nodded, "Yeah." But then blinked, as he heard that last part, "Wait, what?"
Later On
That Night
"Will you stop pacing," Mari moaned as she watched Jaqueline cross the kitchen for what felt like the hundredth time.
Jaqueline however ignored her, she was too wrapped up in the piece of clothing she had found, and was waiting for her results to finish in their homes local lab.
"What are you hoping to find," Mari then asked, leaning over the back of her chair as she groaned wanting her friend to offer some input.
Jaqueline rolled her eyes. "It's simple, Mari. Mason, or whoever was wearing this shirt was at the party where that Hyde had run amuck. By breaking it down and identifying the base chemicals that would have been left on his body by sweat, respiration and even skin cells, I can determine whether or not he was exposed to the Hyde formula or not."
"And?"
Jaqueline sighed, Mari could be the limit sometimes. "And if he was we have a lead to track so we can find out where he got his Hyde formula from," Jaqueline muttered as she walked back over to the miniature lab waiting for the beaker of liquid and tattered clothing to change color. 'Red means he was a Hyde, blue means he was human,' Jaqueline said to herself as she bit her lip.
DING!
"IT'S DONE!" Jaqueline shouted, nearly spooking Mari in the process.
Jaqueline raced to the results, as she pulled the slip from the machine, and checked it.
Mari leaned over, and then asked, "So? What's the results say?"
It was red: Mason had definitely been a Hyde.
The two girls were flabbergasted by this, as Jaqueline was freaking out, "What? But… no! this is.. I mean, this is… impossible. How can…?"
"Jaqueline, you know what this means," Mari asked, seriously… which was so out of character for the girl.
Jaqueline nodded, "As much as I hate to agree with you and Jackie… yes, I do." She stood up, as she flipped her hair, "We need to find Mason, and…"
"And ride his manly Hyde Pickle," Mari stated, looking rather perverted in the process.
Jaqueline stopped and felt her eye twitch, her confusion rapidly being replaced with anger as her friend's perverted look jst ate away at her. She tried to speak, she tried to say something but in the end she just sighed and used her phone to pull up a map of the city.
"I we are going to find Mason and get him to talk about how he became a Hyde we are going to need to be able to track him down." Turning now towards her laptop she began to surf the web, trying to find when and where the nearest bars were. "That means we are going to need to find a radio and..."
"Wait, wait!" Mari waved her hands a she stopped Jaqueline mid-sentence. "Are you suggesting we actually hit the club scene? As in we go to bars and look for him?"
Jaqueline blinked, "well I didn't mean it like that but we will have too..."
Mari's eyes became stars as she almost glopped Jaqueline to the floor. "Oh yeah us two hitting the town and having a real girls night out."
"What no!" Mari looked at her suddenly, alt hurt. "I mean... well... if we are seen looking for a stray Hyde as ourselves that could create suspicion so..."
Mari eyes went even wider as she bit her lip, "wait a sec are you saying we go in disguise?" She began to shake with joy as she realized what that meant.
Jaqueline sighed, for her it seemed like the logical conclusion. 'And the fun conclusion' Jackie whispered inside her mind. 'Lets do it!'
Still the brunet scientist growled back inside her head, 'yeah okay I will let you out. So long as you keep an eye out for Mason and find out where he came from?'
Hyde's honor Jackie giggled sounding actually excited.
Mari however mentioned one issue. "So Jaqueline... and Jackie I guess. Hi by the way - "
Jackie smiled Hey yourself.
"- How do we transform though?"
Jaqueline sighed, as she half-smirked, "That's the easy part. Just have a mental picture of your Hyde in your mind. A detailed idea of what they look like and they'll appear." She grumbled, as she huffed, "It's how Jackie tricked me after that first night, after you took me shopping."
Mari then clapped her hands on that, "Oh, I get it now, okay." She closed her eyes, concentrating, but then stated, "You know I was joking about riding the Male Hyde's boner, right? Though I got what you meant, I was just adding that in for humor."
Jaqueline giggled, "I know. And thanks for trying to help me smile, Mari."
Walking into one room Jaqueline and Mari let out a deep breath, both of them mentally preparing themselves as they began to strip down to avoid ruining their clothes. Mari of course couldn't help but sneak a glance at Jaqueline and teased her for it.
"You know you really did get a nice body out of that potion: ever wonder what it could do for others?"
Jaqueline rolled her eyes back, as she sighed, "Yes, I have thought about it. Though am cautiously a bit unsure if we should just flaunt out the formula. Like someone's doing right now."
Mari just shrugged as her eyes began to turn yellow. Jaqueline's followed up, as their skin tone changed, their size and bodies changed, and standing in the spot of the girls were two amazon skin-color changed teenagers.
Comette stretched her arms up, as she let out a cute groan, "Y'know, if you want… Jeremy would probably make a cute Hyde male."
Suddenly, Jackie busted through (not breaking anything), as she stood at Comette, flabbergasted and blushing, very uncharacteristically, as she spouted, "Wh-Wh-What?! J-Jeremy?! No way! Not gonna happen! I mean, he'd hate me if that ever happened! I mean, it's probably a guy's dream to be hunky and all chiseled muscle in hours than it would take months to do that." But then she grabbed Comette, shaking her like a rag doll, as she freaked out, "But he'd hate me if he found out not only Jackie Hyde and Jaqueline Jekyll are the same, but that they force fed him the same formula that made us!"
Comette blinked now seeing genuine fear spread across Jackie Hyde's face, it was a first too see, and rather unnerving all at the same time. "Jackie... are you alright?"
Jackie stiffened. "Alright? Of course I am alright: I'm me! It's not like I am worried about Jeremy or anything, its just that - ."
"Well you do seem to be rather scared about..."
Jackie however held up her hand, "Sorry, what was that? Oh sorry, Comette. Jaqueline is talking... I got to... um... take this."
Deep within Jackie's mind, Jaqueline frowned as she cross her now mental arms. I am not. Jackie what had gotten into you?
"Okay it's agreed," Jackie suddenly said, "we find Mason! Come on lets go." She suddenly declared marching straight to the door.
Comette cleared her throat, "Jackie… we're still naked."
Jackie walked back, looking annoyed, "I knew that."
Moments later, Jackie was wearing her one-piece ensemble that Jaqueline had made for her.
While Comette stepped out in an outfit Jaqueline had made recently just for her. She was wearing a bruise red one piece turtleneck suit, with a small cut atop her chest showing off her A-Cup and well defined muscled cleavage as well as a cut on her upper back in the form of an upside down triangle starting atop her upper back and ending in the middle of her back, with a white turtleneck going down to her collar bone. She had bruise red arm sleeves that were fingerless and reached to her shoulders, with white straps and buckles on the shoulders and wrists, with white hand guards on the back of her hands. A white utility pouch belt with another white belt strapped and dangling on her right side attached to a white pouch dangling on her right thigh. She also had bruise red leggings that started at her mid-thighs and ended under her calves, with white straps and buckles on the thighs and calves, with white kneepad-like patterns.
"Okay," Comette said, adjusting the last of her new outfit. "Where should we start looking for Mason?"
Jackie waved her over to a nearby computer and bought up Mason's social network account. "Well Jaqueline looked up the fact he apparently likes to brag about getting into bars even though he is only sixteen. Adding in the fact he mention where he goes shows he likes to socialize - " Jaqueline bought up a map of Everett a series of a dozen dots or so tightly packed in the more northern area of the city. -"around here."
Comette grinned, "Well done, Jackie."
Huffing Jackie fluffed back her long red black hair with a grin, "oh please it was Jaqueline who did this. Thank her."
Comette kissed Jackie on the cheek, as she winked, "Well then, I'll have to thank the two of you properly when this is over."
Later On
The Drunk Clam
The thump of the music, the steady beat, the all-consuming sound of an uncontrollable party shook the Drunk Clam, the most popular sea front club in the North of Everett. It was a modern building, evoking a retro vibe with its white pillars against what looked like a southern American mansion. The queue outside was a long one, stretching back to the street corner, as around almost a dozen people were waiting in line to get in.
The bouncer on the doors stood motionless at the entrance, not letting anyone by, not even with the most desperate of pleas. They were the very definition of unbreakable.
Until two Amazonian beauties showed up.
Striding towards the bouncers both of them bypassed the line and went straight for the entrance, which had then being blocked by a wall of suits that glowered at them from under their sunglasses.
"G-get in line," the guard growled holding out a hand, his voice wavering as he looked up at the huge Jackie and the large Comette. Who just looked at each other and smiled.
Seizing the man's hand with a supernatural swiftness, Jackie forced his outreached palm into one of giant bosoms and grinned down at him. "Say there big guy, -" the large muscular bouncer gulped as he looked up at the larger Hyde, "- may we come in?"
Comette blew the other guards a kiss as another one marched towards them drawing what looked like a Taser and held it out too them. "Step back," he ordered angrily, trying to look at them in the eyes. Comette though laughed as she did the same thing and Jaqueline and pulled the guards hand towards her, forcing the sparking taser into her iron hard abs, the electric shock sparking and flailing against her skin. Comette barely uttered a soft moan before there was a sudden fizzle and small pop as the taser shorted out in the bouncer's palm.
"Wow... thanks for the jolt," she giggled winking at him as she pulled him in close and lifting off the floor, so that the six foot six man was now looking at the seven foot Hyde in the eye. "Would you like me to light up your world?"
"Bu-bu-bu," the guard stammered.
Still that was not the end of it as two more bouncers began to charge towards the pair as a third and larger bouncer touched glared at them. "Put down the bouncer and step away from the entrance... you... you.." He stopped mid-sentence and cracked his knuckles. "You're not getting in. Its invite only and... Umm." He looked up at Jackie who had strode past the other two bounces pushing them effortlessly aside as she bent forward to bring herself down to his eye level, keeping her legs perfectly straight, allowing her to thrust her rear in the air.
There was a series of cat calls and bright snapping photographs as Jaqueline grinned at the bouncer, her glowing yellow eyes and long lashes fluttering as she looked at him warmly.
Comette waved at them, smirking, as she spoke to Jackie, "Y'know, back then, I was playing hard to get to get more of the randy crowd to go after me. But now, yikes. I'll have to beat everyone back with a flag pole."
Jackie however merely stroked under the bouncers chin, winking at him, and then flicked her finger up causing his head to move and jog away his sunglasses, making him look rather disheveled. Laughing Jackie patted the bouncer on the back as she walked past him and opened the rope to the bar herself. Comette quickly followed, and laughed as everyone looked on at the pair of Hydes as they walked in.
Yet one of the bouncers blocked their way reaching into his clothes as he drew a gun and pointed it straight at Jackie and Comette. He didn't even give them a warning before he fired.
The bullets bounced off of Jackie's chest, her soft breasts suddenly hardening as the metal slammed into them and bounced off with a faint pop. One, two, three, four bullets, hit Jackie's chest, and one even hit Comette in the abs. To them the weapon seemed like an inconvenience, and they looked at each other and smiled: Jackie even flexing for the guy as he shot them.
"Aww sorry, do you want another view." Jackie turned to her side to show off how large her upper body was, winking at him again.
However, the squabble was put on hold, as a brewery tanker smashed through the wall on the inside. Nobody was hurt, but they scattered and screamed from the sight. And even more so, people from inside began to run out as well, hollering. One of the girls ran up to Jackie and Comette, as she stated, "There's this weirdo on steroids in there! He's tearing up the place and grabbing any girl he can!" And then bolted out of there.
Comette commented, "I think we found the club with our guy."
Next Chapter: A Hero in Both Forms; Good on the Hyde Legacy pt.2
Author's Note: Once again, thanks to the-PBG in helping me write this chapter.
