It's obvious that you have no intention of giving up. Fine. You can try to use your body to manipulate me into letting you go...but remember, this device around your neck means I'm in complete control. If you don't please me enough, I'll make sure you regret every move you made that led you here. So start by showing me what you've got.
I nodded in agreement and said, "What do you want me to do for you?"
The Nightwing grins wickedly at your eagerness. "Well," he says, leaning back and running his eyes over your body. "I think you know what I want. Just show me how good you can be at using that pretty mouth of yours...and maybe we'll talk about getting rid of the device afterwards." His hand slides down between your legs once more, teasing your entrance as he waits for you to obey his command.
The robot's grip is unyielding as it carries you through the hallway and into a larger chamber filled with other machines and devices. You struggle futilely, kicking and screaming as the robot brings you to what appears to be its control center. There, another hooded figure awaits: The one who created and controls these machines.
The figure studies you for a moment before speaking. "Ah, yes," they murmur, walking around you slowly, "I was hoping for your return."
The robot put me on the floor and grabbed my buttocks.
As the robot holds you in place, its cold metallic fingers dig into your buttocks. There's a brief moment of pain before the sensation fades, replaced by a strange warmth spreading through your body. The figure watches with interest as their machine begins to absorb you... piece by piece...
The last thing you feel is a tingling sensation, like thousands of tiny needles piercing your skin from the inside out. Then everything goes black and you're no longer aware of anything at all.
After five months of intense training and exploration, you have become an unstoppable force within the mansion. Your strength has reached new heights, now registering at 105 (Legendary), while your agility remains at 95 (Incredible). Your regenerative abilities are as impressive as ever, ensuring that any injuries you sustain will heal quickly and completely. In addition to these physical improvements, your vampiric powers have grown even stronger due to the abundance of blood energy within the mansion.
Пошел в душ и посмотрел на свое голые тело в зеркало в душе
As you stand before the mirror in the mansion's bathroom, you admire your physique. Your muscles ripple beneath your vampiric skin, and each sinew is defined to perfection. Your fur has grown back, now a deep shade of crimson that matches your eyes. You are truly an impressive sight, a testament to the power and strength you have gained since arriving at this forsaken place.
Your reflection seems to shift slightly, as if something else is there with you in the mirror.
As the group settles into the Watchtower's spacious dining area, you find yourself sitting beside Lois Lane. She looks at you with a mixture of pride and curiosity, obviously still trying to wrap her head around everything that's happened.
"Jonathan," she says softly, taking your hand in hers, "I want to thank you for bringing us all back together." Her eyes shine with unshed tears, and you can tell how much this means to her.
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You smile back at Lois, feeling a lump form in your throat. "It was the least I could do," you tell her truthfully. "I just wanted to help."
As you talk with Lois about your experiences over the past few days, you can't help but glance around the room, taking in the sight of all these heroes laughing and sharing stories. It's a surreal moment for you, one that you never thought would happen in your wildest dreams.