VI

As I spoke my name I felt an arm grab me from behind. Swiftly I turned around to remove whoever's hand had touched me, but I only found a yellow and red blur where a hand once was.

"Hmm," a voice hummed in my ears.

I felt his hot breath breathing down my neck.

"Jordan, take her …" the man who called himself Ultraman words stopped in mid-sentence.

I watched his mouth move slowly about to form a word but, out of the corner of my eye I was a yellow and red blur rush past me once more.

"Too slow Jordan," once more I felt hot breath in my ears. "I'll take her…."

Time seemed to slow as I watched a man in green reach out towards me.

"Hey speed racer…." the man in green said.

In a flash something grabbed me from behind. My crimson eyed target pulled away from me. The room about me merged into the hallway until I could no longer till which was which. Everything about me blurred into one image. An image of red and yellow. The swiftness of whatever was pulling me caused my stomach was move into my throat.

"Don't throw up Diana," I thought to myself. "For the love of Gaea don't…."

My chest started to heave. I placed my hand over my mouth as I tried to stop it.

"Oh hell no, don't you dare…." the voice hissed as I felt myself stop moving.

The yellow and red blur stopped as the regular world shifted back into place. I was in a white marbled room that overlooked the cityscape. It was so beautiful. I crumpled to the floor as feel the cool marble beneath the palms of my hands. Hot vomit pours out of my mouth in several hot streams. I watch in horror as the marble floor was stained in a fleshy pink ooze.

"Shit Barry," I heard another voice speaking above me. "You didn't need to move that fast…"

I gasped for air in between as the vomit coming up from my stomach. Breathless I looked through my tousled raven hair and saw the man in green button down shirt and another in a yellow one from before. The man in green was pointed down towards me while the man in yellow throw up his hands in frustration. He cussed under his breath.

"I was just following orders you fucking flashlight," the man in yellow hissed. "Big Blue wanted her upstairs in his room. I assumed his lack of sex in the past few years meant he wanted her up here immediantly… I was just helping his dick out."

"For fuck sakes Barry, she vomitting on his Italian marbled floor," the man in green replied. "Do you think his dick wants to see vomit all over his floor?"

"I mean wasn't he about to fuck her over his dead wife's bloated grey…." the man in yellow replied.

"That wasn't Lois Barry"

The man in yellow rolled his eyes, "Damn it I thought we were free from that bitch."

The man in green sighed, "Don't we all…"

"Welp you better pray that this…" the man in yellow pointed to me. "... thing keeps big blue satisfied…"

The vomit welled up in my throat once more… I needed to kill this Ultraman and quickly. An Amazon belongs to no man. And my virginity wasn't his to take… Even if he's…

"Out!" I heard his booming voice, the voice of Ultraman.

The earth itself shook as he spoke. I forced myself not to look into his face. It might make me reconsider my mother's commands. What manner of man commanded such authority over his underlings? No one but a god king.

"We were just…"

"Leaving…."

The sound of heavy footsteps scurrying away from whatever room I was in. I looked around for him but as I turned my head I throw up once more. Down on my hands and knees I backed away from the vomit I released on the floor.

"Forgive my brothers…" I heard Ultraman's voice. "They think with their dicks more than their brains."

Looking towards the wall of windows I was him floating a few feet above the floor.

"I'm sorry about the…."

Before I could finish my sentence he was up in my face. He placed his hand underneath my chin. He force our eyes to meet.

"Barry is high as a kite at the moment," he continued.

He tilted my head from side to side observing my every movement.

"Contact high…."

"What?" I asked as I tried to remove his hand from my face.

"You've got a contact high from the yellow shirted ass," he answered. "Take off your clothes."

My eyes grew wide at his words.

"No," I replied. "I am no sex slave for you!"

Ultraman laughed as he released my face. He stood to his full height.

"Fine remain covered in vomit," he said. "But the shower is over there if you change your mind…"