They sent Punisher and Blade because it was assured that those two wouldn’t be swayed by a slut and could handle any guy in the way.
“I don’t know what the strangest part about these sorts of jobs is,” Eric sighed.
“Shooting naked idiots?” Frank shrugged, “Or the whole, ‘right now?’ look on their faces.”
It was Eric’s turn to shrug and then he kicked in the door with one punt.
What they found wasn’t really what they were expecting.
“Base this is Castle,” Frank called into the Shield issued radio, “Found Drew, it looks like she has over dosed on something. Send a med team.”
*
New Wendigo Island
By Dawn the three spider-brats had lost the color in their hair. When they had returned to the pride with Jen, Al and Monica showed interest in the new comers. May and April nuzzled at Jen’s face while Carl and Ben double penetrated Jen. Carl mounted her like a cat while Ben still in human form laid below his queen. Monica and Al took console in the other cubs of their pack. David was all too happy to provide Monica with the fucking she craved and Sharon, Candice, and Jenny provided Al with all the attention with needed to take his mind off the slight by the spider brats.
*
Somewhere else…
“How precise are these coordinates?”
“Give or take a hundred meters master,” the technician said, “the same system that keep S.H.I.E.L.D. and the other governments from picking up the children’s GPS signals also keeps our drones from getting accurate GPS locks too.”
*
Special Agent In Charge Gorel looked at the toxicology report from the medical unit and then at the rogues that had brought her in.
“No sign of the children?” Gorel asked.
“From the looks of it,” Eric aka Blade breathed, “they packed up maybe two weeks ago maybe less. She has been coked out of her mind for a while.”
“Not cocaine,” Gorel looked back at the report, “I’m sure you know the street name ecstasy. Some of the people we have interviewed all have the same story she went from ‘horny slut’ to ‘E popping nymphomaniac’ at about the same time Jen Walters went missing.”
*
Starbucks across the street from Baxter Building
Joan, Val, Ben, Frank sat in a both sipping their coffee drinks.
“So how was Jerry?” Val asked Ben.
“Rough on my ass but his cum tasted divine,” Ben smiled.
“Meg was a real wild cat,” Joan smirked.
“How much longer is Reed and Mom going to be going at it?” Ben asked.
“They have been at it for days,” Val said, “Their fuck fest only serves our needs, the problem is Herby.”
“Who have you two been rutting with?” Joan asked.
“Mike West,” Val ran her finger’s throw her mother’s blonde hair.
“Christy McDermott,” Frank smiled.
“Christy for Christ the Cheerleader?” Joan spit her mouth full back into the cup, “Do you know how long I have been trying to tap that pussy?”
“Joan please,” Val put her hand on her sister’s shoulder, “Not so load and not so public.”
“All of these are just distractions,” Frank said, “we need to get the Fantastic Car out of lock down and meet up with the queen.”
“Again, how do we get past Herby?” Val asked again.
“It’s not like I can give him a blow job,” Ben shrugged.