"Clicks?"

"Oh, you are young. Hang on, though, I've got to boost again."

The flitter made another sickening lurch straight up into the sky and began to float downward. Regina made a perfect landing on the roof of Buddy's apartment complex. "Here, put these on. Infrared polymer sandwich."

"They look like they came out of a cereal box."

"The wonders of modern science, huh?"

The flimsy glasses hid their eyes effectively so they looked like misplaced sun worshippers. They climbed out of the flitter and Regina touched a series of buttons on the door and the car closed itself down, and then became somewhat indistinct, as though one looked at it through a dense fog. "Little gizmo I picked up. Hard to identify. Let's go."

The sky behind them had become a brilliant crazyquilt of greens, red, pinks and oranges, outlined by the cityscape and the setting sun.

"What's that?" Celeste indicated the shoulder pack Regina carried. They entered the elevator and it sank with a sickening lurch and stopped. The doors opened. "It's a mazer cannon."

"Mazer cannon? Mazer cannon! You aren't supposed to have a mazer cannon. Nobody is! Mazer cannon--that's the same thing that lunatic cult leader, Wong Fat used... oh, I'm going to be sick."

"Hang on, doll we're almost there. You're right though, I saw it on the news too. It wasn't a pretty sight. Lined them all up, single file, all three hundred of his followers and told them they were on their way to the great mothership in the sky. Then he triggered the cannon and in one shot, every last one of them sonsofbitches were vaporized from the waist up. Here. Take it. This is a much less powerful model. Hung Long Fat had an Indo-Chinese military issue model. This is just kid's stuff."

Celeste took the weapon and stared at it.

"Come on, kid. We've got things to do." Regina laughed again.

They passed a couple, man and a woman, teetering along, with a small poodle. The dog yapped at them and the couple ignored them.

"This is the place. It's going to be dark in there probably, which is why the glasses. Do what I tell you and you'll be okay." Regina took something out of her bag and pointed it at the door and she pushed her way inside, Celeste followed, holding her breath.

Buddy and Kenner were in the bed. Buddy's dick was plugged into the back-end of the joy-plug unit, which was plugged up into Kenner's back-end. They both wore VR glasses.

"Wow," sighed Kenner.

"Fuckin' amazing, huh?" Buddy grunted.

"Yeah, fucking amazing!" Regina crowed. The two on the bed stopped their gyrations and removed their VR goggles.

"Hello, Buddy. It's after ten, aren't you a little off your schedule?"

Kenner said, "Buddy, I don't want to have sex with them. They're women."

"They don't want to have sex with us, Kenner."

"Then why are they naked?" "They're going to kill us. Right, Regina?"

"Kill them," Celeste squeaked. "What's he talking about, Regina?"

Buddy placed his hands on Kenner's hips and began to push him away from him, gently disemboweling him from the huge sensor/control device. Kenner closed his eyes and gasped suddenly as it finally escaped his love tunnel and then seemed to become self-conscious.

"I'm surprised you didn't shave your pubes, it might be your fatal flaw."

"What?" Kenner sat on the bed, legs crossed over themselves, disbelief plain on his face.

"See, they're wearing headgear, hair nets. Can't leave anything behind. Not even a single hair."

"Regina! You can't be serious!" Celeste's arm, the one carrying the cannon began to shake.

"Be quiet, doll. Mother's in charge now. Okay, Bud, where are the files? Where's the prototype?"

"This is the prototype," Buddy indicated the joy-plug, still hiding his cock, sitting on it like an enormous sky-blue condom in the rough shape of a haloween witches hat. Lights blinked on and off in a few places along its length and all around the "brim." It was streaked with some brown material and some red material that could only have been blood.