Stella clicked her heels as she strode across Eve's security room.

Things were not looking good for Marc, also known as Big Marcy. His brother Mark had been slowly accruing more and more power over their organization. Even worse, the bandits sabotaging their operations have gotten bolder. Their most recent attack disrupted a request from the Supplier to kidnap two law school students. If there was some sort of information leak, Stella was going to rip that person to shreds.

At least Eve remained protected. It was important that their clients were unharmed. Business could go south if any of them died.

There wasn’t too much to do here, but that meant everything was working correctly. Stella didn’t have to deal with incompetent and stupid people today. Some of the humans that worked for them tried gossiping around her when she first came into this position. They soon learned that was a bad idea.

Of course, most people would assume a short White-Asian lady wouldn’t be threatening. That’s why Stella had to assert her place. Her powers made it a lot easier to do that.

Sadly, for whatever reason, Stella seemed to never be at the right place and time to deal with those bandits. Instead, she has had to rely on her way weaker and inferior underlings. How annoying.

“I’m heading out Dekano,” Stella said.

“I’ll watch over here Mam for a couple of more hours,” he replied. Like how Big Marcy had an augmented person protecting him, Stella had Dekano. His fearsome glowing red eyes would frighten most enemies. However, Stella didn’t need his protection. Still, he had proven himself to be a good underling.

Stella got into her elegant luxury Dyson Enhanced and started driving home. She didn’t live too far from the Docks - Big Marcy Headquarters. As his personal assistant, she needed to be ready on quick notice to wake up.

She remembered the old days when she first worked for Big Marcy several decades ago. Back when Big Marcy and his brother smuggled weapons. Things were so easier back then. Power was more split evenly between the two brothers, and there were no annoying bandits to deal with. Just had to stay undercover from local law enforcement and federal agencies. It was easy enough to bribe local law enforcement. With their help, the feds would have no idea what was going on.

Now, things were more difficult. Stella sighed. At least she’d be able to have a good night. She turned on her radio and put it on their organization’s encrypted channel. Hopefully, nothing bothersome would come up.

For the first half of the trip, nothing came up. Just another peaceful night.

“This is Transport Unit A coming in,” said a raspy male voice.

“Docks Control can hear you, over,” a female voice responded.

Stella had read the files about the transport earlier. It was carrying a stronger monster than was usually transported. A unique restraining device was created for it. Still, with the concern around the bandits, security was increased. Thankfully, one of their benefactors from the defense industry had managed to give them a supply of drones. They really needed to buff security. Stella couldn’t be in multiple places at once. Hopefully, Big Marcy would add more people with augs to their ranks.

Since Marc’s brother, Mark, controlled the Red Island, Marc couldn’t easily recruit new Adumbrae. Although, it still probably wouldn’t be an easy process. Marc had a stringent vetting process, which made sense given the amount of power that was being handed out. Stella only became an Adumbrae because of how loyal she’d been the past decades.

“This is Transport Unit A, we are under attack!” the male voice panicked. What?

“What’s going on down there?” the female dock technician voice responded.

“They have a giant-” the male voice responded before getting cutoff. That was not good news. Stella didn’t want to have her night disturbed. She could intervene, but that would still take a long time to get there. Maybe her underlings would be competent and actually defeat the bandits.

“Transport Unit A, come in,” the dock technician said.

Several more minutes passed, and Stella continued driving. Anger was slowly boiling up inside her.

“We’ve lost all contact with Transport Unit A,” the dock technician said. “I can’t contact any of the drones either.”

That fast? They should have gotten more people with augs, or even Adumbrae. Stella was angry that they let their transport get ambushed.

“Big Marcy is demanding Gunships One, Two, and Three to survey the area,” the dock technician announced. “Sending them over now with another convoy.”

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Hopefully, this would be enough to deal with the bandits. They spent a lot of money on these helicopters, outfitting them with loads of weaponry.

“This is Gunship One,” another male voice said. “We’ve detected multiple unidentified personnel near the remains of Transport Unit A. Opening fire.”

Stella tensed up, waiting to hear what would happen. Hopefully, it’d be good news.

“They’re scattering, looks like we got them on the run!” Gunship One’s pilot cheered.

Finally, some good news.

“We have Adumbrae intruders at the front gate, requesting backup,” another male voice said. Fucking Shit.

Stella was now even closer to the docks. It looks like she wasn’t getting a good night's sleep today. I’ll make them fucking pay for that. She began heading toward the docks instead of going home. More panicked messages came through.

“This is Jim, we need Stella here immediately! Aggghh!” Jim Ambrose yelled. Stella stopped her car in a nearby alleyway. Thankfully, the streets were pretty barren, and they could simply get the local police to wipe the cameras afterward. Stella got out of the car and focused on her power as she charged toward the direction of the docks.

Stella felt a surge of strength and speed as she started to grow. Her skin started to turn to a concrete texture as her muscles began to bulge. Unfortunately, this meant that her clothes began to rip and tear. But saving Marc was more important than her clothes.

Stella continued to steadily grow in size and power. Her footsteps left cracks in the pavement as she ran. While the feeling of power was nice, anger rose to the top. How dare these pesky shits attack their base?

The whirring of a helicopter gave Stella a sigh of relief. In the distance, she could see Marc’s escape helicopter retreat to one of their other bases. Still, Stella was going to kill whoever had breached their base.

Stella could see the chain link gate surrounding the base was still intact. What was off though was the piles of blood and damaged vehicles beyond it. Wasting no time, Stella ran past the gate. It easily gave away and crumbled.

Boats and other vehicles were trying to flee the damaged base and carefully went around Stella to escape. As Stella reached the middle of the docks, she finally found the shits attacking them.

Up ahead, were two big werewolf-like creatures. Packed with muscles and fur, the werewolves both had long snouts with big sharp teeth. Both of them featured big furry breasts on their large muscled bodies. Each of their limbs ended in long claws as well.

Stella was unfazed by that though. She could grow bigger, stronger, and more beautiful than both of them. In fact, they’d be dead as soon as she fired her lasers at them.

Stella opened her mouth and fired a laser at the werewolf on the left. It went flying across into a pile of nearby freight containers. She then fired another laser at the other werewolf, also sending it flying.

She put her hands on her hips. It was unfortunate she had to use her powers for only these two attackers. They probably weren’t the same as the original bandits that had been attacking them. The two werewolves were too strong to be the same as them. Stella continued to grow. She’d saved up a lot of her power for this. It’s such a shame she’d have to charge it up again.

Suddenly, the rubble that the werewolves crashed into began to move. A couple of growling noises announced that the two werewolf bitches weren’t dead. Stella balled up her fists. At least it was a good idea she didn’t decide to stop growing right then.

Stella’s anger grew as she saw what was happening to them. They were singed from her burns, and lots of furs and some flesh were cut off, but it soon regrew. Not only that, the werewolves grew. Did they get stronger when they get attacked?

They still wouldn’t be a match for her. She was still growing way faster than they were. The two werewolves began charging Stella, but she easily launched a sweeping beam from her mouth that launched both of them back. This time, even more flesh and skin was cut off. She could even see the outline of some bones showing.

However, they quickly regenerated again. Pesky shits, refusing to die. More whirring came from behind Stella. Those gunships had arrived. Together, Stella fired her beams, while the gunships released a hailstorm of bullets and missiles at them. The two bitches were peppered with explosions, and smoke clouds quickly surrounded them.

Sadly, luck was not on Stella’s side, because more growling emerged. Why wouldn’t they just fucking die??!! Stella fired another laser at the center of the smoke cloud, but the two werewolf bitched emerged from the sides, dodging the laser. But instead, of attacking Stella, the two werewolves went behind her. What?

She turned around to see the werewolves galloping to the gunships. The gunships backed up away from the docks. Stella chased after them while firing lasers. She missed a few shots and ended up only grazing them. Rather than running straight, they appeared to zigzag. The werewolves were even bigger now, around a couple of floors in height. But Stella was quickly approaching around several dozens of feet in height. Soon, she’d be close to a 100.

They crossed several blocks before one of the werewolves jumped into the air and caught one of the gunships in its mouth. Stella could hear the munching noises it made as it proceeded to consume the pilots inside of it. Fuck. Why did the stupid gunships come back? She had everything under control. The other werewolf jumped at a second gunship.

Stella focused on the first one and blasted it with a laser. Thankfully, it was a dumb bitch too focused on eating to notice her attack. The laser was way bigger now since Stella had grown. The werewolves were around the size of large German Shepards when Stella first fought them. Now, they were more like bulldogs compared to her. The werewolf collided into a building, demolishing it. But, it seemed that it disappeared from view. What?

Looking more closely, Stella could see a small black figure in the rubble of the building. So, this is what that pathetic werewolf bitch looked like in their human form. They were the size of an ant to her. They didn’t seem to be moving either.

The sound of gunshots distracted Stella, causing her to look down the road she was on. In the middle of it, was a ruined eighteen-wheeler and several vans surrounding it. More vans were actively driving down the road. She’d been so distracted from the werewolf bitches, that she didn’t even realize this was the street Transport Unit A was ambushed.

So, the rest of the bandits were here huh? Stella would deal with them after she killed the human form of the werewolf bitch. Stella turned back to the rubble, but the black figure was no longer there. Where the fuck did she go?

Also, wasn’t there another werewolf bitch? As if to answer her question, a giant object hit Stella in the back of the head. It didn’t hurt, but it did piss her off.

She turned behind her and saw the second werewolf bitch standing on top of a building a few blocks away. Part of the brick roof was broken. The werewolf broke off another piece and threw it at Stella before she could fire a laser.

“I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU,” Stella yelled.