The Friday came and after finishing school everybody was in their respective positions, Jean was on Veronica's side; she had a party to attend together with her fellow models at Friday some place in Manhattan, it was announced throughout the week. I thought that was too 'convenient'.
From Monday, Veronica already knew what was going down on Friday and so did her security guards. She knew she had to be careful because to get me, Shaw would put her as his primary target. To protect my back, Jean stuck with her… I told her not to engage in physical combat, but her telepathy and telekinesis would be widely needed to fend off possible crowds of mutants, I know I can trust her.
I was working in the frontline with Emma and Raven; we'd head to the Hellfire Club and attend a 'ceremonial party' that's celebrated yearly and where the most powerful members of the circle in New York would attend, even those in Miami and Washington would be coming over, it was the perfect moment for the new Kings and Queens to be crowned.
Only, things would likely not go smoothly. Although no fists were exchanged yet, Shaw and I are already at war. He's been making his moves for the last weeks, and I have made mine. It is time to put an end to this once and for all.
I'm quite looking forward to it.
The plan was simple: to silently take down Shaw before the party started and then have Raven appear as Lourdes publicly to announce that Shaw went missing and she'd be taking control, it would be a slow transition that would be the start of the takeover of the Hellfire Club.
The Club's hierarchy is like a hereditary monarchy, if I were to behead Shaw in front of everyone, that would give me control of the club. This plan, however, would.
The theme of the party was particular, as expected of rich snobbish people. Men were to dress luxuriously, women were to dress to impress and captivate with loose and short attires.
Not only was it a party to discuss general business related to the club, but also a networking and blatant hook-up session that often degenerated into orgies when the white and black monarchs retreated, or so Emma explained.
"The richer they are, the nastier they get. Never thought I'd be attending one of these" Raven groaned, she walked out of Emma's wardrobe wearing something that made me exhale a hot breath. A white one-piece that reached the curvature of her butt, exposed back and prominent cleavage. She quiet literally was naked... I asked Emma if it was necessary to go this far, but she said if they didn't wear this type of clothes, we'd be immediately suspicious.
"You will understand when we arrive~," She said amusedly.
The party was a masked party, everyone had to wear a mask like those rich monarchical parties in old Europe.
The gorgeous blue-skinned pearl before me smirked and wore what looked like a white and red foxy mask. She knew I was ogling.
"You like what you see?"
"Quite a bit".
I knew she wouldn't mind, so I cup a feel of her ass within that dress. Raven moaned, smiled, and caressed.
"Did I allow you to touch, bad boy?~"
Our eyes fixed inadvertently; before we knew it, we were devouring each other's breath. She hugged me hard against her body, retaining her delicious blue skin. Her tongue crawled in, only to meet half-way with mine.
We enjoyed it.
I don't know how long it took, but when we finally tried to catch our breath, Emma was standing next to us, smiling with a mild salacious blush.
"Had fun?" She asked amidst a giggle.
Raven cleaned the leftover saliva we left on each other's lips, "Plenty. Though I'm looking forward to what's next, Ray" She hugged my left arm and put on her mask.
"Maybe after taking down Shaw, we can have our own little after-party" I proposed.
"I wouldn't mind that~" Emma kissed me back, sucking out plenty of saliva for herself and hooked around my right arm.
She wore a gorgeous white dress, it was a copy of Raven's but true to herself, Emma had to be different, unique.
Several diamond-like Peebles were poking out of her skin in strategic spots that made her look stunning. Others may think that was for decoration, but we knew that's her body. While Raven's mask was that of a fox, hers was a lioness.
I looked at Raven who took the disguise of a beautiful blonde beneath her mask, she made it look like I was being escorted by two gorgeous white blondes.
We were ready.
...
Emma hired a limousine to fetch us, it was a nice, slow and luxurious journey to the Hellfire Club in which I had two ravishing beauties sitting on my lap, kissing me, no, devouring me.
When we were three blocks away from the Hellfire Club, I looked at them both.
"Now?"
"Now~"
I hugged them both, we phased through the limousine's backside and watched it go and leave us in the middle of the road. I felt Emma and Raven's palpitation rise, seconds later we heard a loud claxon and another car phased through us, swerving as if trying to 'evade' us.
"I don't think I can get used to this" Raven groaned, having signs like she was about to throw up.
I took both girls out of the road and we walked the remaining distance. Upon reaching the surroundings of the Hellfire Club, there was a tight perimeter, we saw the driver of the limousine get taken by at least ten men armed while another three searched for us inside, fruitlessly.
"I told you~" Emma giggled, Raven and I just rolled our eyes. Walked to the side of the building where I had us phase through several walls until we arrived at the reception, I peek and there were tons of people, everyone too busy to notice three individuals phasing through a wall and joining the crowd.
'I have created the mental link, from now on talk in your minds' I heard Emma's voice in my mind as we mixed in.
'Does this work?' Then I heard Raven's voice in my mind.
'I can hear you, Raven' I answered back and we nodded.
We wouldn't have ever crossed that front gate with conventional methods. Shaw knows where I live, he would know we were leaving and where we were going. Everything is going according to plan. Wherever he is, by now he knows we're here, he just doesn't know in what part of the building.
There were people everywhere, as Emma said, all women wore such lascivious attires, but even they couldn't compare to the attires the maids were wearing, tits were exposed... truly a depraved cult.
We saw a man get served a cup of wine by a lady waitress, he fondled her ass and she lead him somewhere. It was that easy.
'You better not be getting ideas' I heard Emma's threat. More than getting ideas I was disgusted. There were security guards in all corners but Emma had already gained control, she entered their minds and defused whatever cue they had in finding us, telepaths are just too troublesome to deal with.
'Shaw is not yet at the party, that's the information I have' She said, concerned.
I smiled and led the two of them to the bar to have a drink.
'Don't worry, I expected this. Let all pieces fall in their place'.
Both girls stared at me, enigmatic. They knew some of my moves, they didn't know all of them.