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Mercenary Inc. is a group of Super-Powered, Ex-Military soldiers for hire.
They are: Buzzcut, Vulgar, Shift, Hurricane, Battleground and Crimson Axe.
Mercenary Inc. has seized control of The Baron Port Mall and have taken all the Shoppers hostage.
Mimic, Copycat’s clone, has been working with the Baron Port Police Department, since her rescue from The Clone master.
She’s sent in to the Mall to try and single handedly stop the Soldiers Of Fortune.
Mimic sneaks into the loading dock, behind the Modelle’s.
Buzzcut, the team’s commander, orders Hurricane to go check all the exits.
Hurricane has long Purple hair and she has the power to control the elements.
Mimic sees Hurricane break off from the rest of her team and decides to follow her.
Later, inside Kiddie City, Hurricane checks to see if the back door is secure.
Mimic pulls her AX-22 Mini Pistol, from out of it’s holster on the back of her utility belt.
As Hurricane’s bending over, picking up her Cigarette Lighter…
Her ass up in the air was just too irresistible a target to pass up.
Mimic whistles and says “Hurricane! That ass is a bit chunky! Maybe you should lay off the Snickers Bars!”
Suddenly, a tranquilizer dart hits Hurricane smack in the rear.
“Hey!” Hurricane yells.
She stands up, straightens her arm and calls up a Gail Force Wind and launches it at Mimic, blowing her up against the wall.
Hurricane pulls the dart out of her butt. “What the fuck was in this thing, bitch?!”
Mimic, gets off the floor and says “Oh, nothing but enough drugs to knock your slutty ass out for a week!”
Hurricane falls to the floor, her head spinning.
“Mimic...You asshole. I’ll get you for this.”
Mimic leans over Hurricane, who drifts off to sleep. She strokes her hair.
“I don’t think so, bimbo.” Mimic whispers into Hurricane’s ear.
Mimic’s face begins to shift and contort, her hair color converts to purple, even breast size changes.
Then, within seconds, she looks exactly like Hurricane.
“Ta-da! You see, honey? That’s why they call me Mimic.”
She flips Hurricane to her stomach and begins to unzip her costume.
“Your outfit’s the only thing left I need to become you. Being left half naked for a while won’t bother you will it?”
Later, Mimic is fully dressed in Hurricane’s costume.
Hurricane’s laying on the floor, unconscious, without a bra only wearing her panties and socks.
Now “Hurricane” must rejoin her friends and try her hardest not to sabotage their mission.
The End
