Kaa and the slaves of wonders
Prologue: The Divine Serpent
Everything came so easily to him...And it was spectacular.
With his newfound powers, his godlike status and a domain of his own, Kaa had gained a lot that he always wanted as well as several that he had no idea he actually wished to possess. Once a regular snake, one directed by hunger and survival on an everyday-basis, he had attained a level of might and awareness that made his previous life seem all too meager and inconsequential, benign in face of what he had in mind now. Becoming the god of all those animals who mocked him, from the lowly monkeys of King Louie to the "great" Shere Khan, he was unrivaled in terms of beasts and creatures that roamed in the jungle, his past living area and now something that he thought was part of his dominion. His conquest of the mind of those lowly beings had been easy with the Cave of Wonders, the very secret that had given way to his awesome potency, but which had also given him servants, slaves to his will that carried out his orders and commands with complete respect to his authority and divinity. They were four and they were his, extension of his being in some respect, while still their own entities all the same.
There was the dancer in red, the one who he named Fayah. She was a performer, an entertainer who could sway the heart of anyone, trouble their spirit and conquer their sight with but a few twirls, bumps and sexy motions.
There was the musician in purple, who he gave the name Tarah. She was a prodigy with the flute, the sitar and whatever instruments she could lay her fingers upon. Her melody could mellow the soul of all those who'd listen to it, be they aware or not. Her music was a boon, an enthralling one, to whoever she decided to play for.
The courtesan in pink was quite something too, as the one he named Safiyah was a very special case. Her touch could cause euphoria and relaxation, further things into a trance of bliss as to be near her, to smell her perfume, to be covered in her kisses and to come in contact with her skin was to readily admit defeat and be happy about it.
Each of these three had tried to conquer Kaa so that he might prove his worth. They had been guardians of the Cave of Wonders in the past, guarding a genie of all things before they had been hypnotized by the great Kaa. Their tanned skins, beautiful curves, smooth hair and near-nakedness could have easily triumphed over anyone, even Kaa. He had almost been victim of their seductive ways, their words and beauty reaching even his serpentine mind, yet he had triumphed in the end. He had gotten them as slaves...But they were not the only one. There was also the warrior in blue, someone whose name was Diana yet that possessed another name and identity in the past...
Wonder Woman.
Chapter 1: The Warrior in Blue
"Your task, right now, will be to use our methods to put him deeply into a trance, Diana," Fayah said, training her new sister in the arts of hypnosis, something that their god and master loved using above anything else. "Your might is great, far superior than ours, but you will have to adapt if you are to please him in all things."
Diana sighed, not particularly enjoying this little lesson. If it weren't for her, all those animals that had rightfully become Kaa's slaves would have not arrived in his domain. None could outrun a tiger, knock an elephant in one punch or even catch vultures in mid-flight quite like her. It was due to her efforts that all of this was possible and that her three sisters could hypnotize them for the glory of their master when he wasn't busy doing the job himself. To see that pesky panther Bagheera, that "kingly" orangutan Louie, the dim-witted bear Baloo and the "great" Shere Khan fall prey to Kaa had been an incredible experience, one that she was proud to have participated in...Yet it was true that she couldn't quite compete with her sisters in the art of seduction and it could displease the sublime Kaa in the long run. "But I have tried music, I have tried dancing and even the erotic arts...and nothing works. If Mowgli wasn't already hypnotized deeply, he'd never go into a trance with me in charge."
Mowgli, the name of the boy which she had been asked to save, only to fail wonderfully in that respect. Her past life seemed like a joke now that she knew the true greatness of serving the amazing Kaa, the powerful python. She looked at him, kept in place by the touch of Safiyah, who massaged his shoulders and was close to him. It was not necessary, as he had been thoroughly enslaved, yet Kaa wanted to hypnotize him time and time again for his personal pleasure, thus his servants were encouraged to do the same, practicing their skills on the jungle boy constantly. "You shouldn't try to copy us, but instead do your own thing, Diana," she said, brushing her fingers against Mowgli's neck, which made his eyes turn into swirls of pink as he sighed in contentment.
"Absolutely," added Fayah, placing her hands and arms behind her head as she spun her waist and hips slowly and languorously, tantalizing and hypnotizing Mowgli even further as red swirls made their way into his eyes. "You most certainly have something more than just your muscles. You're a lovely woman with a strong personality, with a strong core. It could be used to easily seduce people if you could turn it into something irresistible and charming."
"We are music, dancing and seduction...but what were you...what are you?" Tarah said, joining the conversation as she played a low-key tune with a pungi flute, adding her own purple swirls to Mowgli's eyes as he was impossibly charmed, his mind possessed by thoughts of those three.
She had been a super-heroine, a fighter of justice. She had been part of a team once, but now she was rightfully at Kaa's side, doing his bidding as was her duty and pleasure. However, she had a nickname before, something attached to the "Wonder Woman" title that she had been given: the spirit of truth. She had a lasso once, one that shone bright, that was unbreakable and that had the power to make it so no falsehood could come out of the lips of those in its bondage. Thinking about that, she went on to believe that perhaps there was something to that, a trait that could certainly be used. Then, Safiyah went on to get near her, having moved swiftly and silently, her expert grace and dexterity making it so none would hear her if she wished not to.
"You have an idea in your head, sister. I can sense it in your eyes," the courtesan in pink presumed, placing her deft fingers on Diana's shoulders, getting nearer. "Tell me, what is it?"
"I had a lasso when I first entered the domain of Kaa...Tell me, what did you do with it?" Diana asked, her body relaxing eerily due to the contact of Safiyah on her skin.
"Why, it has been added to the treasury, but if you wish to have it," Safiyah said, snapping her fingers in order to summon the object in the palm of her hands, extending it to offer the lasso to her sister. "Then it is yours."
There was so much that Diana did not know whether she could do or not. The powers of Kaa, of the Cave of Wonders, were inscrutable to her, mysterious still as Fayah, Tarah and Safiyah never ceased to amaze with little gestures like this one. She felt like a novice, a servant-in-training rather than the full-blown woman and slave to the mighty Kaa that she could be. She felt small and she did not like it.
The music ceased as Tarah stopped her music. She and Fayah rejoined Safiyah in cheering Diana, leaving Mowgli still addled in his trance, smiling like the fool that he was and always would be. "Diana, we all had to discover our potential in one way or another. For some of us it has been easier, while for others it wasn't. You have immense strength and fortitude, as judged by your muscles," Safiyah continued, running her palm against Diana's biceps. "But Kaa's reign will be brought by convincing trances, hypnosis and his mighty will. Your strength will be required, though not always."
"But you seem to have an idea with that lasso...or perhaps on the enchantments that are found within. Why not try your luck on Mowgli here?" Fayah suggested, pointing at Mowgli with a little playful smile on her face, seeing the "man-cub", as Kaa would call him, as nothing more than a toy and slave. "He's the perfect guinea pig."
Diana got close to Mowgli and then bound him in the lasso, twirling it around him before going with a solid tug, effectively immobilizing him. The effect of the lasso was immediate as the swirls went on to cease quickly, giving way to a dazed look on Mowgli's face. He was getting out of his trance, returning to the reality that he knew, to the truth.
"This is not a very good start," Fayah said, opting to take care of it until Tarah went on to stop her with a small gesture.
"Let her try. I think she has a plan," the musician in purple told, gazing upon the scene with unveiled interest. "I have faith in her."
Mowgli, though, remembered what had happened, how he had been subjugated and charmed by three beautiful women, how Kaa had claimed some kind of godhood and how he had been hypnotized into adoring and serving him above all else. The chains of mental slavery broken, he was himself again, yet he was roped up tightly. He tried to budge and to shake them off, but none of his efforts bore fruit as there was a fourth woman, one he had seen yet never truly interacted with, that had essentially captured him. "Please let me go, I must warn the village about all of this! They have to do something against Kaa!"
Truth, much like falsehood, could be subjective. It was all a matter of perception, of belief in some cases. There were hard fact, indisputable truths, but preferences and what one could like was indeed malleable...And this was what Diana had in mind to try with this. She tightened the lasso a little and looked at little Mowgli, a little smile on her face. "Tell me the truth, boy. Did you enjoy being hypnotized by my sisters here? By the dance, the sumptuous touch and the marvelous music that they let you experience?"
Mowgli understood quite quickly that she was no ally, yet the mention of those things did jog his memory as the sublime curves of the dancer, the warm and relaxing touch of the courtesan and the haunting, captivating melody of the musician had been wonderful in their own way. He could not deny this and thus the truth escaped from his lips. "Yes. I did," he spoke, shocked that he said that and that he actually meant it. Was he still hypnotized? Was this but a game? He still had his faculties and he hated Kaa more than ever, yet was this fabricated or reality? He couldn't know, yet he knew for a fact that he spoke from the heart at this precise moment.
"Do you find them beautiful, irresistible, simply fascinating in their own way?" Diana asked, pressing her narrative into Mowgli's head as she knew that his perceptions had been warped somehow. However free he was of his trance and his altered thoughts, something had made him succumb and he'd comprehend this thoroughly. "Do you find me gorgeous? Are you attracted to my physique and to my words?"
"I find you all sexy and alluring. You're all very beautiful," Mowgli revealed, again damning himself for speaking his inner thoughts out loud, yet he felt that he had no choice. He was compelled to answer rightly and justly. "You are pretty too. I like your tanned skin, your muscles and your powerful physique."
"Do you like to be hypnotized?" Diana asked, continuing without relenting as she felt that her hypothesis was all but confirmed, that she could indeed shape up the truth to her advantage. "Would you like to be hypnotized now?"
"I love being hypnotized, to get out of my head into pure bliss," Mowgli said, reliving those encounters with Kaa and how peaceful it had been to just watch those colors, to lose himself into them. It had been the same with the three woman in the background watching him. They had been so impossible to resist, so beautiful and perfect that he wanted to drink of their curves and their skills. All of this he remembered and his mouth moved to speak his inner desires. "I would want to be hypnotized again."
"Then sisters...he's all yours," Diana said, finding this first experiment to be quite a success as she freed Mowgli from her lasso with but a quick flick of her wrist. His resolve broken by what he truly felt about all of this, he surrendered all too quickly to the attentions of her sisters as Diana saw what she could be. She was the warrior in blue, a fighting prodigy and an enforcer of a more physical nature, that much was true...But she was something else as she thought of a title that could befit her well.
She would be the truth-shaper, bringing the reality of Kaa onto any mind for the glory of her master.
Chapter 2: Return to the village
Shanti was more than worried at this point.
The champion from afar, the fair-skinned amazon, had been gone for a little less than a week now and hadn't returned. Many in the village were beginning to be rather stressed about the whole situation. If a woman with the might to lift an elephant above her head with only one hand could not deal with whatever had taken one of their own, then what hope did they have? Something had happened to them both and they needed to prepare, yet what exactly could they do against a threat that they knew next to nothing about? It was, however, Shanti that tried to reassure the whole lot of them, showing a certain wisdom for her age.
"Perhaps he's been taken far away from the jungle and the Wonder Woman is in pursuit. Perhaps this is just bigger than we think and she'll come back having saved the day," Shanti said to a gathering of people at the entrance to her village. This seemed to reinvigorate some of them, having seen just what this amazon could. Others, though, held no more faith and were getting weapons ready, be it sharp spears or makeshift axes, they'd defend themselves from whatever thing that menaced their existence. Shanti's optimism was something that had its effect, however small it turned out to be. Then, as she headed out to prepare dinner with the other women, the earth began to shake vigorously, surprising everyone at the suddenness of this event.
It shook, then it quaked as tremors went on to make pots fall, people fall on their back or their knees, and some trees fell down. A few houses even went on to collapse, which scared Shanti as people could get injured or killed in such a situation. Then...it all stopped as everyone took stock of one another, assessing the damages. Surprisingly, there were no injuries or any dead, which was nothing short of a miracle. Even the livestock and animals were completely unharmed. What she saw as a blessing, however, some saw as a curse.
"The gods are angry with us. They're taking our people, our children, and then they want to take us all!" One of the villagers, a hunter, said. "The animals are all acting weird lately. They run away, yet in such strange fashion. It must be the gods telling them that we are damned, cursed to the ends of the Earth!"
"The jungle keep on shifting, on adding new elements. It's easier to get lost now, more than ever!" an elderly woman decried, ceding to panic as she made grand gestures while looking at the others. "We must make amends to the gods...and quickly!"
As Shanti tried to calm everyone down, to see that this could all just be coincidences and bad luck, everyone's gaze, including hers, went on to turn around. As if they were animated by the same will, they saw something at the edge of their village: the head of a giant snake, its maw open, all made of moss, rock, trees and sand. It certainly wasn't there before and many went on to look in awe, millions of theories built up in their head so as to explain just what this was, what it was doing here and how come they all realized it had appeared at exactly the same time. So many questions, yet all of it was beaten down by one particular sight: a woman who carried a pungi flute with her, who sat down at the very entrance of the snake's maw.
To say that she was beautiful was not doing justice to her looks. Flawless, smooth and tanned skin, a red bindi on her forehead, full lips, silky dark hair attached in a pony tail, generous curves barely hidden by a purple top and bottom with some see-through silk on her crotch, some faint gold to highlight key areas...She was gorgeous. All the men, and even the women, were enraptured by her beauty and she sat cross-legged in silence, a thin smile on her lips. She looked at her audience and, without a word, she went on to place the tip of her flute on her lips and she played. Music began to fill the air and then...Elation.
There was an ethereal quality to this melody, as if it was absolutely impossible that such a simple instrument could play so perfectly, so flawlessly. It resonated within the ears of many and some began to take a few steps forward toward the source of this incredible sound. The livestock did so without hesitation, effectively charmed as they budged as if entranced. Shanti, caught in this, felt somewhat faint, yet good nevertheless. There was something about this, a familiar sensation that she ought to be able to recall, yet thinking was rather difficult for the moment as she took one step forward.
As a few approached the entrance in which the musician played, a woman similar to her made her grand entrance with a few twirls and stopped with a hip-drop and a wink. This one was more expressive, clad in the same way as the musician, yet there was fire in her eyes, wore crimson, her hair was more curly and she had no bindi on her forehead. She made a quick come-hither motion with one of her arm and her hand and then spoke, her voice managing not to break the melody one iota. "Yes, it is true. The gods...Or rather the one and only god of this land...Is cross with you. However, he has charged us to give you all redemption and forgiveness. All you need to do is to follow us and to then receive his blessing that you may live in his prosperity and good grace forever," this woman said, revealing her talent for showing off as she then twirled her hips in a saucy display, as if made to tantalize. "We are his messengers and you can trust us to send you toward the paradise that you so deserve...all of you~"
She moved toward the villagers and bumped her hips, dancing to the tune in place as many eyes were set on her, including Shanti's. Then, a moment of lucidity struck her as she saw swirls of red and purple in the eyes of everyone near this dancer that had made this village her stage. They were being hypnotized! The snake, the trance, the impossibly good feeling...It was so much like Kaa, a snake she had encountered in the past and who almost ate her. The swirls, the beautiful words, the need to do as they said...It was too uncanny a resemblance and the snake maw certainly did not help. She had to say something as she turned around...Only to see a large and tall woman, one very much like the others albeit dressed in blue and more muscular. She had arrived from behind along with another clad in pink, much more lean and seductive as she caressed others, whispering little words of encouragement. This warrior woman, though, made her think of that amazon who had agreed to help, yet they were too different to be the same person. This one had deep brown skin and wore much more revealing clothes, so this resemblance was but a figment of Shanti's imagination. As she was stuck in her head, the result of the ambient music, she had no time to move out of the way as this tall woman went on to tie her hand with a golden lasso, as if putting her on a leash.
"If you wish to know what happened to Mowgli, you will follow me without hesitation," she said, bringing a certain authority that Shanti deeply wished to possess for herself. "You must be curious about what is happening, yes?"
"Y-yes..." Shanti answered without thinking too much, the words escaping her lips as she was gently pulled toward the snake's maw. Many people had swirls of purple and red, some of purple and pink and some the whole trifecta, all of them being hypnotized...and herself as well, though she wasn't aware of it at all. There were no swirls in her eyes, yet she was still following the muscular woman. She understood nothing of this chaos, yet she was compelled to find the truth about this. Being the last person to enter, the musician stopped playing, rejoined them...
And then the snake's maw closed down.
Chapter 3: Meeting with God
They were all seated on cushions.
They had to be made comfortable, of course, as the will of her master was absolute in that as in all things. What he ordered had to be made real and thus the shape of the Cave of Wonders had to transform into what was required. There were plenty of slaves to their trances, all penitent or blessed in equal measure by the great power of Kaa. Animals and humans shared the same room, all sitting down to gaze upon the magnificence of the ruler of the area they were in. Fayah ventured between them all with little hunting steps, always dancing as was her passion and her best skill. Some eyes settled on her, drawn in by her magnetism and beauty as it was her task, like her other sisters, to make sure they'd be lightly entranced, already succumbing to some weak form of hypnosis before the real show would begin. She could see Mowgli sitting in the crowd with his animal friends, themselves already quite addicted to the appeal of Kaa. Still, this was to be a grand mass, a fortunate turn of event for all gathered here. They were hundreds, with the surrounding villages all pressed up in the room, lost in dazes of their own. All the preparations were ready and then a low hiss filled the room, an indicative that things could start now. With a smile on her face, anticipation filling her heart, she snapped her fingers and puffed onto a stage, one that was ready for the best show of them all.
The four women who had each brought everyone here were gathered on the stage, an unknown yet bright light shining upon them as a hissing sound could be heard echoing from above and then from all sides. It permeated the entire room until the large body of a python made its appearance, slithering quickly and yet quietly as the magnificence of its scales, its length and girth was fully revealed. What was more intriguing, though, was the power and intelligence behind the eyes of said animal, as if he knew and understood far more than he could let on. Fayah herself couldn't quite wait for things to start, the spirit of entertainment within unable to be contained for too long, yet she knew what Kaa had in store for everyone and thus she kept quite for now, anxious to get started.
"Greetings, everyone," Kaa began to say, the fact that the snake could talk surprising most of everyone. "Allow me to introduce myself...I am the god of this jungle and its surroundings. You are all living in my domain and, for too long, I believe I have not been given the respect that is due to my divine being."
Everyone too dazed to react properly to this surreal situation, most of everyone listened despite it all. Their mind too unfocused, the words and presence of this snake did give them an anchor to latch onto much like those beautiful women who stood near him. They were comfortably numb both in body and in spirit, the after effects of the music, dancing and the courtesan's actions still lingering on.
"However, I can understand why you would not bow down to the great Kaa, as you had no idea who I am or what I can do. As such, I forgive you and shall allow you to bask in my magnificence," Kaa went on to declare, with a lot of people beginning to sober up from their trance as some of the more resistant minds and rebellious of nature went on to fight back at the idea of worshiping a mere snake. "Allow me to show you wonders and to make your lives better with me in them. On that...You can trust in me~"
That was the cue as Tarah went on to sit down and play her flute, bringing in an enchanting melody to the song that Kaa himself had deigned to teach them all. Music filling the room once more, it glued most of everyone to their place, the beat enthralling as Kaa went on to slither and climb upon Fayah, who took the best and sexiest pose she could manage. Safiyah brought a hand to her lips and went on to blow multiple kisses to everyone, filling the room with a mist, her scent and perfume gathering in everyone's nostrils. All of this ought be good enough for the masses, yet the best was still to come as Kaa went on to close his eyes and then open them up, shining rings of colors like flares for everyone to gaze and drink until they'd be in a drunken trance of pure worship. Every swirls of red, of pink and of purple, whatever was left of them, were instantly wiped away to make place to those gorgeous colors as everyone tensed up for a second before eventually relaxing, any rigidity leaving their body. Beasts and humans alike were joined in the same sensation, caught in what was just the beginning of the festivities.
"Trust in me...Just in me~"
Kaa was beginning to sing as Fayah went on to roll her belly, bringing her sensuality to the whole mix as even people who had no interest in Kaa, a grave mistake on their part, would be tempted to watch. It was impossible to deny his appeal, yet she wished to participate and she already knew that her master loved to slither and coil around her body, something she would do anytime he would like.
"Open your eyes...And worship me~"
Tarah played along, having learned the tune by practicing it as often as she could. He flute was the perfect addition to this as she made low-key sounds to be sure that she would not drown out the voice of their one and only master. Kaa had no true need of her, yet she knew that he enjoyed her music and thus she was happy to oblige him in this as well as in all things.
"You can adore me...Safe and sound~"
It was as if this was a show not just meant for everyone, but to every single individual in the room. Their senses manipulated and projected, it was as if everyone was sitting but a meter away from Fayah and Kaa, observing them, gorging themselves on their hypnotic splendor while she rolled her stomach and Kaa moved in slow motion, caressing the body of her dancer while his eyes were like torches in the dark, bringing illumination to all who'd stare at them.
"Knowing I'm always...around~"
Safiyah and Diana, meanwhile, stood at the back, aware that they could not add much to this performance. Safiyah was quite accustomed to this, being better on a more personal basis, on one-on-one, yet this fed directly into Diana's complex about being useless to her god and master. Still, things were turning out fine as the eyes of everyone in the crowd were mimicking those of Kaa, almost bulging out to drink more of those hypnotic colors by the gallons.
"Slip into knowing elation~"
Any apprehension that had been born in the last few moments, if there ever was any, was crushed by the sheer power and beauty that Kaa offered them. Alien and new thoughts were pushed into their minds, combined with their own set of knowledge to instill a true sense of belonging toward that serpent and his servants. They liked him...adored him...worshiped him even.
"Sail on this pink mist~"
They all sniffed and smelled the wonderful perfume of Safiyah, the known seduced of the lot and it only enhanced their sentiment of absolute and complete thralldom toward their new lord and master: the great Kaa.
"Slowly and surely your senses shall cease...to resist~"
His scales were perfect, his eyes were the book in which they would study his dogma and his edicts. Kaa was perfection and they felt that they owed him everything, from their lives to their soul. They had the privilege of serving him, of worshiping him and thus they simply had to follow their heart and do it.
"Trust in me...Just in me~"
Of course they would. Kaa was the way and the voice. His will was powerful and they would all be but tools to serve at his whims. He was god and as such he deserved all of this, including their puny lives.
"Open your eyes...And worship me~"
The song was over as Tarah stopped playing her music and Fayah bowed in order for Kaa to release his grip on her. However, they were all caught in a loop, one they would live out again and again until everything would be true for them in an indisputable way. Caught in their own head and the dream projected by Kaa, they would be his now and forevermore. Smiling at that, Kaa was about to get some rest and reward his servants.
Until a large tremor hit the Cave of Wonders dead on.
Chapter 4: The Marvel From the Sky
This was a strange new world that Carol Danvers found herself in.
So many topographies had changed, environments clashing against one another and regions shifting in ways that made no sense to her. Having lost contact with her team, the Avengers, she just didn't quite know where she ought to start. Helping people out of merging building, putting out fire, helping refugees from other dimensions find a place to settle down for a moment, she was sorely needed and there wasn't much of a moment to rest. As Captain Marvel, a bonafide super-heroine, there was much she could offer, though the constant work was making her feel stretched out and pretty tired. Going from continent to continent, she saved hundreds if not thousands of lives with her great strength, her blasts and her ability to fly. However, something else seemed to be going on as she flew over India, of what was supposed to be India, and she witnessed the head of a giant snake continuously popping in and out, taking villagers in. From afar, she couldn't quite make up what was happening and those events were over just as quickly as they had begun, yet there was something fishy about all of this. Eventually, the snake head settled down in one key spot and, following her instincts, she went on to fly at high speed toward it. She came crashing down through the roof and looked at something that seemed incredibly sinister.
A large room filled with animals and people, all of them showing off the same circles of colors in their eyes, a particularly happy though empty smile and some whispers that she could barely decipher.
"All hail...great god...Kaa..."
This seemed like a cult of some sort, with people being obviously hypnotized and the culprits were most decidedly the snake and her four companions, each dressed like near-naked belly dancers by the looks of it. "I don't know what is happening here, but it's clear to me that you're trying to enslave everyone. Stop it, or else it will not go well for you," Carol said, punching her open palm to create a small shock-wave to show that she meant business. Despite this, it seemed like nobody was snapping out of it, their trance decidedly very deep and powerful.
"This is impossible," the snake responded. "Nobody should be able to break through this place by might alone. The power of the great Kaa alone should-"
"Well...'Great Kaa', I do the impossible twice a day and sometimes more than that. I'm giving you one chance to free everyone and save yourselves a lot of trouble," Carol said, not intimidated in the slightest by this animal with a god complex.
"Never, I worked too hard for this!" Kaa said, losing his cool as to see someone as powerful as her made him panic. "Immobilize her so that I can teach her the error of her ways!"
"Yeah, not gonna happen," Carol said as she flew very fast toward him, deciding to punch him here and now. The moment it should have connected and beaten that snake unconscious, however, her fist was stopped by someone's whose strength was incredible. She was a servant like the others, albeit her muscles told that she was much more physical in her approach than the others. "You wanna do this? Then let's do this!"
Swinging her closed fist to the sky to act as a makeshift catapult, the musclebound servant of this snake was sent flying as Carol knew that this one would be relentless in a tiresome way. It was better to show to everyone that she could dish it out on the one person who could take it so that they'd feel the need to surrender when she'd win. Giving a good first impression, she called it, as she flew and punched this warrior in blue down to the ground, creating a small crater that her opponent was the epicenter of. Thinking that she might have gone over-the-top a bit, this warrior-dancer got up, dusted herself off and crackled her neck and knuckles while giving off a little smile. This would be one hell of a fight.
Going in for a second high-flying punch, the warrior went on to block it again, though this time her reflexes were faster as she used her other fist to push down Carol to the ground at the same level as her. Rebounding, Carol had no time to dodge as this warrior followed this momentum with a kick then sent her flying toward some trees, making them crash down while Carol tumbled to the ground.
"It has been so long since I had a challenge, warrior from the sky!" the warrior in blue told Carol. "My name is Diana...What is yours?"
"Carol Danvers...But you can call me Captain Marvel," she shouted, getting up and sliding on the ground to cease this projection of her being unto the horizon. This Diana was the kind of person who thrilled in a fight, it seemed, who liked to trade blows with a worthy opponent. However, Carol had no time to play as she sent some blasts her way. However, something bizarre happened as Diana got closer and deflected those blasts with her bracers, maintaining her ground and even gaining upon Carol as a result.
"I must thank you, Captain," Diana said, taking one mighty step at a time as she used her powers and reflexes to deny any shot thrown at her. "I was forgetting how much I could help my master and then you arrived. I know the kind of thing I can do, how much I can protect him from people like you. So I thank you for reminding me of my purpose!"
She was nutty and definitely brainwashed, but now Carol had no option but to remove the kid gloves as she powered up, her hair standing up due to the sheer aura of energy that cascaded through her. She'd go on and beat her down so that she'd free everyone. She almost felt bad about this, yet lives were at stakes. She prepared to charge...until a whiff of the finest perfume in all the universes could be smelled nearby. Carol turned around and then realized that Diana's companion, the one dressed in pink, had managed to sneak up on her. About to fight back, she received a kiss on the lips from this person and, with the throes of passion and ecstasy lighting up her soul, Carol passed out, leaving herself vulnerable.
Chapter 5: The Fate of Carol Danvers
This one had the audacity to defy him.
The stand you stand, the harder you fall. This particular saying did resonate with Kaa as he saw this flying woman, the one who managed to punch the mystical Cave of Wonders to actually arrive and threaten him. To defy his will and attempt to destroy what he had built. He looked at her unconscious form, a smile on her face as Kaa looked at Safiyah and Diana who had managed to bring her in. "I commend you both for saving my life, but also for stopping her. Who knows what kind of damage she could have done?"
"You could have stopped her with your powers, master," Safiyah said, bowing in respect as she looked at the one named Captain Marvel. "But with this kiss of mine, she ought to be out for some time, dreaming of me to prepare her for what should inevitably come next."
"That is if our master wants her to be kept alive. Just say the word and she'll trouble you or anyone else no more, divine Kaa," Diana said, cracking her knuckles to demonstrate what she meant.
"Oh, but that would be such a waste," Fayah said, entering the private little dimension in which they were keeping this powerful enemy. "Having someone like her as a slave...It could be an immense benefit to us all, especially to the great Kaa."
"Indeed, we really should think twice before making a decision, though the last work obviously belongs to our beloved owner, my dear sisters," Tarah said, entering the room in order to participate in this debate.
Pondering upon the counsel of his most loyal and devoted servants, Kaa looked upon this Carol Danvers and hissed before taking a stand on the matter. "Tie her up with your lasso, Diana. It is supposed to be unbreakable whereas I'm not sure if that word applies to me. Make sure that she cannot fly or move away."
"Your wish is my command, master," Diana said, bonding her opponent in her rope from her ankles to her wrists, effectively sealing her as she placed her hands firmly on her shoulders to make sure she would stay put. "If you would, master, I want to have revenge against her and her attempt to discredit your godhood with her intent to beat you up."
"I think I speak for all of us when I say that we all want to show our faith and how lost she truly is, master," Fayah said, grabbing Carol by the chin to look into the dead eyes of Carol Danvers, not one ounce of personal thought seeming to pass through them. "Would you permit us to show our devotion and our skills to you by making her see the light, oh great master?"
Kaa pondered upon this. This would be much more efficient to let her stew in this dream that Safiyah had cooked up for her or to perhaps take charge of the situation right now...Yet he was indeed tense and he did love seeing them work their magic. He did owe them a reward and thus he took his decision, chuckling lightly while creating a makeshift seat for him out of his coils. "You know I cannot refuse you anything, my pretties. Please go ahead and do try to entertain me."
Smiling in silence, they let Diana be on the forefront of this show of theirs, the warrior in blue standing behind Captain Marvel. With a snap of her fingers, Safiyah woke up this Carol Danvers away from her slumber and her dreams and thus the blonde flying woman snapped out of it with a little whine in her voice. It was a pleasant dream for her, one that made it so she spent some quality time with this pink-clad dancer, this impossible beauty of the orient. Her tanned skin, her gentle approach, her scent...she could recall it all so vividly from that illusive dream that she had been trapped in...Yet reality caught up with her as she felt tight ropes against her. She tried to move out of them through sheer force, yet it was to no avail. She followed this quickly by attempting to fly away, yet a firm push on the ground by the muscular one of the group made this action fail in but a second. As such, she was at the mercy of this group, this cult obsessed by a weird talking snake.
"Did you have pleasant dreams, Carol Danvers?" Diana asked, still putting some pressure on her prisoner's shoulders to ensure that she wouldn't try anything stupid. "Not too disappointed to be woken up, I take it?"
"It was an amazing dream, something unique and very pleasant I should tell you," Carol said, her eyes opening wide as she actually answered truthfully to this question, this barb made to make her angry. "I am actually quite disappointed to be awake now."
A light chuckle could be heard coming from Diana as she bent down and approached her lips close to her captive's ear. "Would you like to be put back to sleep again? To feel this wonderful dream anew?"
"Yes. I'd feel much better about this helpless situation, at least," Carol replied, unable to even construct a lie or a witty retort. It seemed like they had made her ingest some truth serum...Or perhaps enchanted her to tell nothing but what she really thought. "What did you do to me?"
"You're caught in the lasso of truth, my good captain," Diana explained, tightening her hold to make Carol feel it. "When you're bound in it, you cannot help but know and express your true nature. No lie, no falsehood, can escape from there. Your pretty lips will always let me know what really is on your mind."
Her role done, Diana stopped talking as Safiyah then went on to get closer to Carol, showing her a sweet yet sensual smile. "Did you enjoy my kiss, sweetie? Did it make you have nice dreams about me?"
"Yes, I loved it," Carol revealed, the merest instant when their lips contacted one another indeed having filled her with a sentiment of bliss that had lingered on through the haze of her slumber. "I had such nice, nice dreams about you."
"And what was I doing in your dreams?" Safiyah asked, getting closer so that Carol could smell her perfume while she laid on the captive heroine, her face inches away from Carol's. "And what were you doing?"
"You were kissing me, massaging me, making me relax and understand that you weren't a bad person, that my understanding of the situation was flawed...incomplete..." Carol explained, her voice wavering a little as she was fighting the influence of the lasso. "I was listening on...to your beautiful voice...And I wanted nothing more than to believe you with all my heart...I was falling in love...with you..."
"How absolutely sweet~" Fayah said, her voice bordering on sarcastic and genuine, as if mocking and yet encouraging all at once. A true entertainer and trickster, she got closer and on her knees, bending her back to present herself to Carol in a tantalizing fashion. "You find her beautiful, but what about me? Aren't I sexy too?"
Carol was about to tell her no, which would have been the truth, yet this red-garbed temptress and teaser went on to blop her belly into flutters before going for undulations with her midriff. Her smooth tanned skin rippled in such a fashion that it was impossible to look away, to deny its appeal. The truth was that she found it fascinating, mesmerizing and thus the gorgeous nature of the dancer was revealed to her. "I find you captivating. Your belly and your hips are simply enchanting."
"So honest...Would you like to have a full-performance, then?" Fayah offered, getting up and throwing a little wink at her. "I bet you'd love that, wouldn't you?"
"Yes...I would love it," Carol said, the temptation being far too strong now. She never thought about other women like this before, yet those one were far too...incredible to even considering them like any other people at any rate.
"As you wish, my good captain~" Fayah said as Tarah took this as her cue to play a little tune, this time, she had a sitar and she went on to strike the chords in a slow fashion as Fayah went on to twist her hips according to the beat of the melody. "Watch me all you like~"
She actually wanted to, her feelings as honest as her words and by all the stars in the galaxy this dancer was alluring. There was a teasing quality to her moves that was also influencing her attitude as sometimes she bent her knees and twisted her hips extremely close to Carol's face if only to let her see how round and wide they were. She did some few belly rolls inches away from her face, as if she wanted Carol to kiss her navel, only to then twirl and drop her hip while crossing her arms, as if she knew she towered over her, held power over Carol Danvers in a real way just by sheer sexuality and sensuality. This realization of hers made it so Carol began to showcase red swirls in her eyes while her mouth went agape, as if she had partially abandoned control of her senses and her body to this sensation that was invading her spirit.
"She is quite lovely, isn't she?" Safiyah went on to say, throwing a few kisses down Carol's neck to help her in this entrancing pathway that she had begun to walk upon, each kiss bringing a sensation that she couldn't quite understand yet to her body. "She moves to the beat of the melody with such perfection too. Have you listened carefully to the music? About how flawless it is?"
The chords were going faster as Tarah spoke much more fluently with her melody, her skills of mesmerism being extremely potent and eloquent through whichever instrument she held in her hands. She repeated the same beat for a few seconds, making it so Fayah shimmied in perfect unison, as if Tarah was a puppeteer and Fayah was her own doll. Still listening more carefully made it so purple swirls appeared in Carol's eyes, joining the red as she began to drool a little, a smile now on her lips.
"Just let yourself go...It's perfectly natural to enjoy this to its fullest. You can bask in my presence, in her dance and in the atmosphere..." Safiyah said, ever the seductress as she brushed through Carol's hair with her fingers while she planted a small kiss on her cheek. The kiss brought a certain tingling sensation as she felt her strength, her very power, being taken away from her. It should have caused her some distress, yet the way it made her feel and the fact that the lovely woman in pink was taking it made her pay no mind to this event.
Thus Carol's body began to feel like an afterthought. There was no tightness, no bindings, just the pure sexiness of the dance and the exotic appeal of those three. There was no more pressure on her shoulders, yet the warrior was not out of the course yet as she whispered in Carol's ear once again.
"You're being hypnotized and you're loving it, aren't you?" Diana said, herself reliving the moment where she had been convinced and enslaved, when she had turned from Wonder Woman into a servant of the great Kaa. She was kind of jealous that this Captain Marvel could live this too, wishing to go back in time to get hypnotized for the first time all over again. Still, she had her role now and she enjoyed being part of the team this time around. "There's no shame in admitting that you love it. Just say it and you'll feel so much better~"
There was no way around it. Carol was being mesmerized, turned into a mindless husk of herself and still she loved it. Swirls of pink, of red, of purple joined together as a new one erupted within: blue. She smiled widely and funnily, she drooled and she giggled a little, exceptionally deep under the power of those potent seductresses. The dancer was brushing her belly against her lips, the music was getting more intense, the lovely pink one was kissing her behind her neck, taking so much of her powers away and the warrior was just repeating how good it felt to be hypnotized. Whatever fight she had left had long been gone as Carol eventually relented and accepted this status completely. "It feels good to be hypnotized. I love being hypnotized~"
And thus they had won as the four of them looked at their master who went on to chuckle at their accomplishment. It had been quite a show and he was content to let them do their thing, especially now that Diana had participated oh-so-well to the proceedings. This had been a weird day, yet this could perhaps be one of the best as they all looked at one another and then at Kaa and nodded, leaving some room for Kaa to move.
"How does it feel to be seduced by my slaves, to be convinced so tightly into hypnosis by such lovely women, Carol?" Kaa said with familiarity, the tip of his tail brushing along the hair of the hypnotized blonde.
The lasso wasn't even there anymore, as Carol was still convinced that she couldn't lie and that she loved being like this. She could fly away, even fight back, yet those thoughts did not register at all. "It felt great. I loved it~"
"Then allow me to give you the greatest gift of all: to make you like them, to turn you into a beautiful, powerful and seductive servant...All you'd need to do is pledge your soul eternally to me. A small price to pay, wouldn't you agree?" Kaa said, not giving her a chance to even resist as his colors erupted from his eyes into circles, paralyzing Carol in place as they replaced the swirls. Whatever trance she was now in was multiplied, made so much stronger that whatever Kaa said did sound like the best idea in the world. "Do you want to become my slave, little Carol?"
It took no time for her to answer, to give out what her mindset wanted her to respond. "I give myself to you, my master, my god. Allow me to be like your servants, a perfect being like them."
"I grant you my blessing, Carol. Now be reborn," Kaa said solemnly, bringing her tail around Carol to press up her form into energy, effectively crushing this body of hers to create a new one out of his own aura and energy, out of the ambiance and atmosphere of the Cave of Wonders. His coils brushed against Carol's skin for a little while, bringing in comfort before she lost her form and the ambient energy that was hers combined with Kaa's blessing. Even though she had been drained, there was still quite a lot for him to manage as he removed his coils to reveal a new slave and sister to his most loyal servants.
Gone was the regular Carol Danvers, along with her loyalty to past people and concepts. Tan like the others and sporting long hair which she attached with a golden clasp, she wore only gold as her power shone through her skin and her curves. She smiled and bowed before Kaa, her new master and then said something that brought immense pleasure to Kaa.
"Greetings, my master. How may this humble servant please you on this fine day?"
He had the dancer in red, the musician in purple, the courtesan in pink and the warrior in blue, but now he had a new one, a magnificent addition to his ranks.
The marvel in gold.
Epilogue: The New Order
Shanti was busy washing some clothes as looked at the statue of Kaa, the one great god who watched over them. She smiled upon seeing it as she turned around to look at her brother, who was playing around nearby her. "Do you know what day it is today?" she asked, her voice tinted with a certain impatience.
"It is only Wednesday, Shanti. We won't be getting to the temple to properly pray until this Friday," he responded, himself seemingly disappointed by this as they both knew what she was talking about. Each Friday would be the time for their village to visit the temple of the great Kaa, to bask in his presence and in those of his great priestesses and servants. It was a time of joy, of elation, of losing oneself to the great presence and charisma of the magnificent serpent who owned them all. To know that Mowgli had a privileged place alongside him, as his personal toy and training "man-cub" filled her with pride as one of her friend was in proximity to God at all times. She felt jealous, but the life she had was by Kaa's design and thus she accepted it with joy in her heart. She'd eventually be hypnotized again and soon and she knew it.
However, a sound in the air was heard as everyone gathered to see just what this could be, each hoping for one thing in particular. Their expectations were met as they finally became aware that one of the priestesses had decided to come to their humble village. They went on their knees, praying for this to not be a patrol but a full-blown visit.
The marvel in gold had apparently decided to get close to them and she landed as a fanfare of cheers erupted. Everyone gazed at her beauty and her opulence, at the perfection that she was and she silenced them by lifting but a hand, a gesture which they all understood the significance of.
"Kaa, our great god, was quite satisfied by your offerings in the last great reunion at his temple and thus he has decided to grant you a boon, thus why my presence here," the marvel in gold, the great Carol, went on to explain. "Thus, you will be getting a personal session with me. Now, if you'd only look at my hand, we shall start our prayer in earnest."
A miniature sun, an orb of light and colors escaped from her palm as she made it float near her. She presented it to everyone and anyone who caught but a glance fell to their knees, a smile on their face as the blessing of hypnosis, to be free of thoughts and worries, went on to reach their brain. They began their praise and worship of their god as each chanted the mantra that would resonate all over the jungle...
"All hail the great Kaa, the snake who owns our souls, our spirits and our land~"