Anja came up behind Martin and Danny with Julie and two elves in tow and saw where they were squatting at the junction of section nineteen and twenty. It was a little used portion of the base, the dimly lit corridors attesting to that. Martin was squatting down slightly in front of Danny when Anja touched his arm and he turned to her. His eyes took in the two elves and he looked at her with questions in his eyes.
"They were helping Julie and came with her." Anja answered his unspoken question with a low voice that was almost a whisper. "Danny what's going on?"
"That asshole Graham raped Tarifa, and the Admiral saw his son dragging her away. Martin is tracking her." Danny whispered back. "They came this way because no one uses this portion of the station anymore." He turned back to where Martin was absolutely motionless in the corridor.
Martin remained completely still, allowing his senses to guide him. Tarifa's scent he would never forget and he could smell her as if she was next to him. He could also smell the fear and anger that was coming from her pores, and that smell fueled the animal within him. There was a mission they had conducted in the jungles of Panama where Martin had tracked an assassin for fifty miles through the thick humid jungle, and did so with ease. Following Tarifa's sent now was child's play to him. He clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to keep his anger in check, but the closer they got, and the more her frightened scent filled his nose, the harder he found it to reign in his emotions.
Martin turned slowly and saw that Anja and the others had arrived. He motioned silently with his hand at Danny, who nodded.
"They're in the section conference room." Dan told the others quietly.
"How many," Julie asked.
Dan met her eyes. "Eleven."
"Danny… we should…" Julie began but stopped as she saw Martin move off at a dead run when the decidedly female scream filled the empty corridor. "Fuck!"
They all broke into runs to follow Martin.
Kevin laughed as if a man possessed as he slammed his hard cock into Tarifa's extremely tight cunt for the third time in as many hours. He had watched as his father brutally raped her for nearly an hour, finally crying out as he filled her with his cum. He had beaten her during the entire rape to keep her compliant and unable to resist. Then it was Kevin's turn, and he did the same as his father, brutally taking Tarifa. The guards followed, forcing her to suck their engorged cocks, and brutally taking her pussy. When his father had her a second time, he told Kevin to take her and use her, to break her in as their new slave. He had gathered another half dozen men loyal to his father and brought her here to continue to rape. Tarifa's clothes had been torn from her completely now, and she was exposed for all of the men to see. Bruises covered her upper body, a particularly large one announcing that her shoulder was separated.
As Kevin slammed into her, one of his men was brutally raping her mouth, plunging his hard cock between her lips while viciously pulling her silky hair. She was covered in dried cum and blood, while the others in the room laughed and joked, pawing at her exposed breasts and nipples, making it a point to hurt her as much as possible. Her cries of pain had turned to soft whimpers now, as she tried to detach her mind from what was happening.
Tarifa's time in Marcus's rape chambers had been much, much worse than what she was enduring now her mind told her. She only had to hold out until they were done using her and then she could escape. Yet her mind kept going back to Martin's face, so handsome and beautiful. Her only thoughts now were how badly she had treated him, and how this would not be happening if not for her own actions.
Tarifa did not become aware of the huge echo in the room, or the sudden rush of air announcing the door to the conference room being blown in until Kevin stopped his sadistic pumping into her sore pussy. Her head turned slowly, her sapphire eyes focusing on the figure in the doorway as the guard's cock slipped from between her bruised lips. A tiny smile split her bloody lips.
"Martin..." She gasped, though no one heard her.
Martin stepped through the haze of smoke and dust and came to an abrupt stop at what he saw. His dark eyes froze in the grasp of horror and Martin only had to look once around the room before he allowed the beast within him to burst forth.
Anja followed Danny into the room, Julie and the elves right behind her. She came up short instantly for two reasons and her blood froze. The first reason was what she saw, and the anger and hatred that flashed through her mind at what was obviously happening. The second reason was what she saw happening to Martin right before her eyes.
Martin's face had changed into a vicious snarl, his dark eyes becoming large yellow orbs outlined in black. His canine teeth had extended to nearly three quarters of an inch in length, his skin becoming even darker than the normal tan he had. His face lengthened, turning into a short snout. His body became much more thickly muscled and he grew nearly six inches in height as dark black hair burst out over parts of his body, covering his exposed skin with a thin layer of fur, and the howl that split the air caused her to cringe as she watched him leap across the ten meters between him and Kevin in a single blink.
"Berserker!"
Danny's voice echoed beside her and Anja's head snapped around, her eyes growing even larger as she watched the same transformation that had taken place with Martin overtake Danny. His face changed, lengthening into a longer snout, large deadly fangs sprouting from his lips, blackish brown hair bursting out from beneath his uniform. With a howl similar to Martin's, Danny dispensed with the weapons that had occupied his hands seconds before, and scooped up the nearest guard to him, the man's eyes wide in terror at the snapping jaws and massive claws that proceeded to rip into his flesh. A flash of more ebony skin to her left made Anja whirl and witness Julie leap onto the back of another guard, her fingers now sporting two inch long claws, her own face distorted and more savage in nature, short black and white hair covering her skin. Long white fangs protruded from her jaw, her eyes like Martin and Danny's, yellow orbs outlined in black. Those claws ripped out the man's throat with no effort, blood fountaining across the floor in front of him. Julie let out a softer more feminine howl, if it could be called that, and leaped from the falling body to the next nearest guard who was frozen with his pants half down. He fumbled for the pistol on his pants, looking up just as Julie landed upon him, her claws ripping his face to shreds.
Kevin Graham had time enough to step back from between Tarifa's legs before Martin was upon him. Kevin's eyes were wide in terror as Martin grabbed him by the throat with one clawed hand and lifted him nearly eight inches off the floor, his half naked body flying across the room before slamming into the opposite wall. Kevin squealed in pain as his shoulder and three of his ribs were crushed like dry twigs from the force of the impact and he slumped to the floor.
Anja could only watch in terrified awe as Danny swung one guard in his hands as if he was swinging a baseball bat. The man's head was already a crushed melon from impacting the unyielding steel wall, and blood flew in all directions as Danny used the lifeless body to pummel two more men to the floor. The two female elves stood behind Anja with the same look of disbelief at what they were witnessing. Anja watched as Martin stepped up to Kevin, his clawed hand now lifting him effortlessly by his throat, pinning him to the wall. Kevin stared into the yellow and black eyes that Martin now had with unabashed horror. The dark black hair covering Martin's face and neck gave him an absolutely terrifying look.
Martin leaned closer to Kevin, his fangs extended beyond his lips now in a wicked snarl that one would normally see only from an attacking wolf, and not from a human being.
"It's time to die little man!" Martin growled with undisguised rage.
"No! Wait! I'm sorry… I…"
Kevin Graham never finished his sentence as Martin's face snapped forward and the teeth filled snout tore into the flesh of Kevin's throat. Blood bubbled forth from his mouth, his eyes bugging out of his head, his arms and legs twitching. Anja watched as if in slow motion, frozen in her spot, as guard who had recovered his wits enough to pick up a steel chair slammed it across the back of Martin's head, paying the ultimate price as Martin dropped the twitching body of Kevin Graham and spin around in half a blink. His clawed hand slashed out, ripping open the man's chest so deeply that blood showered across Martin's uniform. As he started to fall, Martin drove the palm of his hand into the man's face, crushing his nose and driving the cartilage deeply into his brain. The force of the blow also shattered his neck and tossed him across the room to slam into the wall. His body dropped to the floor, eyes open in death, with blood leaking explosively from his nose, mouth and ears.
Julie landed on the end of the conference table, her claws bloody as the body of the last guard she had ripped open fell to the floor behind her. Danny launched the now unrecognizable body of the man he had been swinging across the room, leaving four pulverized dead guards on the floor around him. The body hit the wall with a sickening crunching noise and fell to the floor.
Just as quickly as it had begun it was over, and Anja watched their features return to normal in a matter of seconds. She still wore an astonished expression on her face as Martin moved to the table where Tarifa lay. He tore off the top of his uniform without thinking, exposing the tank top he wore underneath, and delicately draped it over Tarifa's near naked form. He looked at her badly beaten body and face, his own face twisted in anguish, his hands gently lifting her head to look at him.
"Ta… Tarifa are you…?" He spoke softly.
Her beautiful eyes opened slowly and she looked at him. "I… I knew you would come." She spoke softly. "Somehow… somehow I knew."
"I will always come for you." Martin told her without really knowing why, but knowing it was the truth, "Anja!" He yelled looking up.
Anja snapped out of her stunned stupor and rushed to the table, her medical kit coming off her shoulder before she reached the edge. She passed the portable medical scanner over Tarifa's body quickly. "She has some deep bruising and lacerations, but no internal injuries!" Anja spoke looking at Martin wide eyed. "Martin… Martin what did I just see?"
"We have to go!" Martin spoke quickly and ignoring her question. "Danny is it clear?"
Danny had taken up position by the door, the HK74 now back in his hands and he turned instantly, "Clear Skipper!"
"Inform the Master Chief we are inbound from the tunnel!" Martin said, sliding his arms gently under Tarifa's body.
"We… we will carry the Queen!" The male elf protested; his eyes wide and his hands shaking as he stepped forward, his eyes never leaving Martin, and looking at him with a great deal of fear.
Julie got between him. "Now is not the time." She snapped. "The Skipper can move faster and longer carrying her than you. We need to go!"
Martin lifted Tarifa with no effort into his arms, her eyes fluttering open. "Where… where are you taking me?" She asked softly.
Martin looked into her eyes. "Someplace safe." He replied softly, breathing deeply of her peach scent. He closed his eyes and pressed his face to her hair, not caring that her hair was caked with the dried cum of at least five different men, all men who were now very dead in the most violent and savage of manners.
"Danny you lead us out!" Martin called finally. "Julie you got the rear! Kill anything that gets in our way!"
Anja shared a quick look with Danny before he disappeared into the corridor. She turned to look at Julie, who was watching her closely. She detected the questions in Anja's eyes, the fear and the hesitation to speak. Julie stepped up to her, lifting the HK to her hip.
"We are still the same people lover." She spoke softly. "No matter what we can do, never doubt that. We can talk later, but now we need to get out of here." She motioned Anja forward to follow Martin and the elves, and Anja grabbed her bag and fell in line.