Xena let go of both Skitter and Bitch. the tter letting out a grumble as she sat down like a purse poodle.

  Amy slowly walked towards them as the rest of the spider held hostages watched on in confusion and in some cases, awe.

  Xena pulled out her borrowed smartphone, opening the map app. She offhandedly handed it over to the terrified blonde fox in her talons and in a low voice directed her, "Be a dear, Tats, and try to find where the mayor’s daughter is. I honestly have no idea if the little Thinker decided it was safer to stay in her home or to try and flee the scary snake."

  Hearing that she quickly began typing away at it so quickly that the load speed was the bottleneck.

  Amy finally arrived near them and started to shuffle slightly as she stared up into the shiny bck dome of Xena's upper face. One of her hands fidgeted as if to reach out and touch Xena only to retract in a constant battle of wills.

  Amy gulped as she mounted up the willpower to finally speak, “Are...Are you sure that these people have been coerced into doing this?" Her eyes darted to the equally bck and menacing mask of Skitter before returning to the plump charcoal lips of Xena. “Because they were using very lethal methods of intimidation, those bck widows could be incredibly deadly to any non-brute."

  The subtle movements of Skitter suddenly vanished into her swarm as the teenager went on the defensive. "I have perfect control over my spiders. NO one would have been bitten without me directing them to do so."

  Amy huffed at that before looking towards the shitty pstic dog mask of Bitch. "Yeah, and what about those mutant dogs? They could have easily torn a person into pieces."

  Bitch, predictably growled at Amy, causing the overworked and underpaid useless lesbian to flinch which further incited the Neuro-divergent dog girl.

  Xena pulled back her lips, revealing her knife sized incisors at the growling girl. Looming over her with her overly active salivary gnds causing some spittle to spackle the floor in her overt show in challenge to Bitch.

  The size and sight of Xena caused Rachel to back off, despite the ck of visible eyes.

  Seeing her submit, The Xenomorph queen rexed her lips and cleared off the remaining spittle with a swipe of her long dexterous tongue.

  She paused as she saw how everyone was staring at her weirdly. She unhunched her back as she cleared her throat. "Ehem. Anyway, Bitch here is very much protected under both parahuman ws and normal ws as her trigger was watching her abusive foster mother trap her puppy in a pool to drown it at 13.

  "Bitch then triggered and unknowingly empowered, but NOT mastered-" Xena held up a wagging finger at Amy before continuing her story," The puppy, who in a panic at both the near-death experience and the empowering, attacked and killed the abusive foster mother."

  Amy looked quite a bit stunned at the info dump and surprised about Xena's level of knowledge. She pointed at Regent then, "What about her? What's-"

  Regent threw up a hand stalling Amy's question." Ahpapapa! I'll have to request my dirty undry not get shared with the css. I would also humbly request your majesty, that I am taken with Tattletale. I doubt I would do well under the PRT's supervision, nor do I want the authorities to be made aware of my actual identity."

  Regent looked to the furiously mumbling and typing Blonde, "Any update on when we can leave? All of this waiting is incredibly boring!"

  With an overly dramatic sigh, Regent "fainted" onto the base of Xena's tail. The cheeky girl used both hands to try and goose Xena's bubbly cheeks.

  Xena let her do it as she thought of the pros and cons of taking Alex, or Jeanne-Paule Vasil as is her real name, into her care.

  On the one hand, making Regent-morphs would honestly be a rather great boon. Tens, dozens or even a hundred of them could wreak havoc on anyone as their nervous system manipution would be rather great on single targets. So, if anyone ever sent a small army to assault her, she could have a Regent-morph for each person.

  The cons, however... were definite cons. This was reaching into Coil territory.

  Alex was the youngest member of the Undersiders at this time at the age of 15, with only Taylor being slightly older with her birthday in June. Plus, She's French-Canadian. But then again if Xena had a hold of Alex, it would lead cherish to her dark embrace...Xena had an impish grin grow on her face. At the end of the day, she was saving Regent from her inevitable doom at the hands of Behemoth.

  Though, if she was going to make an exception for Alex, shouldn't she just go and make an Undersiders' harem? Well, aside from Grue.

  Xena was 100% a sexist and desired no men in her hive. Honestly the only one she wouldn't really feel true guilt towards taking would be Taylor as she had a family member that still cared for her. EEEEEEEEEHHHH. Bitch deserves an actual psychiatrist rather than her way of coping.

  "I'll agree Regent but make no mistake. Your father and I will have words ter down the line. Plus, you will not be zing around my Hive, I will work you."

  Regent froze at the mention of her father. Despite the trauma induced apathy, her father always brought out true emotion from her.

  Xena squeezed her fox's shoulder, "Tattletale, any-" and was interrupted by said fox shouting out.

  "YES!! I found her." Lisa beamed up at Xena with a beaming smile which Xena returned with a soft proud one.

  "Good girl." Her smaller hand stroked Lisa's hair causing the teen to let out an affronted gasp. "Now! come along Regent you're going in my storage for the duration of the trip. Shouldn't be too long to kill the mercs and secure the child. And then we can deal with settling you two in my hive.

  Since Alex was already touching Xena's ass, she just mentally shunted the teen into her inventory while she used her arms to properly secure her new fox within a secure and warm embrace, namely the massive airbags that she called breasts.

  Xena waved to her attentive and baffled audience, “I’ll call the Police when I am done murdering the scumbags! Ciao!"

  And with a thought she activated her intangibility and flew out of the building as Lisa gave a silent scream from flying through the wall.

  Once the two reached a high altitude, the intangibility was turned off so that the two could see the skyline of Brockton Bay. The wind howled around them, Lisa's hair coming alive in a frenetic dance.

  Xena brought Lisa's ear right next to her charcoal lips and spoke directly into it. "Where is Dinah, my little fox? Where is the poor girl that is being abducted by that bastard coil?"

  Lisa clenched the smart phone in her hand in a death grip, fear of dropping it and of being dropped herself at the forefront of her mind. Lisa checked the phone carefully before slowly stretching out a hand in the direction of the uptown neighborhood.

  As if a switch was flicked, the wind stopped, and the clear view of the bay was swept up by a grey fog and the two were off at a breakneck speed to save a child from the hands of a predator.