Death of a Starr

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*a closed fantasy, to expand in proportion, but by invitation only*

"Starr, You Bitch! I WILL get EVEN with you!"

My final words as a free man, 4 long and painful years ago, not a threat but a promise I intended to keep. The words gave my hatred purpose, and with that purpose I began to plan, and as each day passed my plan began to shape itself.

My name is David Synn. Those of you who know the Megatropolis will recognize the name, my father's father being the founder of this foul smelling city, and the richest, most influential figure in it's early history.

Not much can be said regarding my father though, he inherited the wealth, but not the ability, and though his fortunes quietly increased, his influence and power had slipped through his fingers.

It was a shame I had to kill him. But I was impatient and eager to inherit, and he had stood in my way, his own gray eyes meeting mine as I shot him, the surprise written all over his dark tanned skin as he died at my feet.

I was impatient then.

And that impatience got me caught, by (off all people) a Super Bitch called "Starr"

Catching me made her a heroine, and for four years I planned and plotted my revenge on the big-breasted bimbo, using my families wealth to gather all the facts I needed, and to plan my own death.

Death?

It was the only way a Con ever escaped the walls of this maximum security hell, no amount of money could do it, no bribe, extortion, or blackmail. For the prison was buried 80 feet below the cities surface, and monitored only by the cold eyes of machines.

Robots.

Created by my own, now dead father. His shining (and single) achievement, making a pile of tin intelligent enough to guard the most perverse scum of society, at a place where the good and innocent would never have to see or think of them again.

Ever.

I couldn't get out alive.

But the moment I died?

My corpse would be brought topside and given a proper burial.

It was the best funeral money could buy. My death was announced across every major TV and radio channel, and read on the front page of all the major papers.

And then just as quickly as it was a headline?

It was forgotten.

Leaving me to quietly take over my fathers companies with one purpose in mind.

Revenge on the bitch called Diana Starr, a super heroine who now championed MY city, a virtuous woman who was soon to be my own private slut, whether she liked it or not!
 
Terrance Brown

Age; 27

Height; 6 foot

Weight; 210

Occupation; Police Officer, Captain of & presently stationed at Precinct 69, a rough and tumble district that has the reputation of being bloody and dangerous.

Surprising to most career officers Terrance had volunteered for the job after the death of the last Captain.

Even more surprising was the crime rate had fallen a respectable 12 percent in the district and was still falling, a feat the papers gave credit to two factors:

1: The new Captain and his "crime squads" bust it down and ask questions later tactics

2: The recent aid and presence of a superheroine named "Starr" that joins his squad as they bust the gangs and drug labs, her reputation growing in bounds as each bust is made.

Terrance is single and would love to "date" the fearless heroine, but knows the reality of trying to woo a woman who is dedicated to fighting crime, he's popular with the ladies but has left it obvious as to who he's like to get a lot closer to.
 
Deirdra Sinclair, Attorney at Law

"Your honor, I request a recess until my next witness arrives in thirty minutes."

"Okay. This court will rejoin in one hour. Please have your witness prepared to testify then."


I had one hour, more than enough time to go and do the things I needed. My witness had arrived thirty minutes before I walked into the court room, but I needed to buy some time to complete a task.

I had gotten word that a long time thief had taken up wife beating as a hobby. I had told his wife to meet me in ten minutes to take her to the safe house. I would meet her at her place, only blocks from the courthouse and take her to where she would be safe. If problems arised with him, well, I was more than enough to take care of him.

I was more than enough to take care of anyone who would cause pain to those who were less fortunate. It didn't make sense why people would want to bother with those less fortunate when they could show their real power with those of equal. Though, to challenge someone your equal would give you the possibility to fail, and more than often, people hated to fail.

It didn't matter to me if I were Diana Starr or Deirdra Sinclair. I would get what was just. One way was legal, one was heroic. This was my town, and I would not let it fall to the discrase it once was. We had standards now. we had laws, and they were above average. They were worthy.

And NOTHING was going to stand in the way of this town again.
 
Freedom.

I had forgotten how good it felt.

Or to be more accurate, how good my cock felt with a woman’s mouth sliding up and down it right before I unloaded.

The woman on her knees in front of me was as close of a match to Starr as my men could find, her breasts were artificial, her hair dyed, but if i closed my eyes I could imagine it was HER that was sucking me dry as I tightened the rope around her neck.

"AHHHHHH" I groaned and then pulled my cock out of her blue tinged lips. "That was good"

The woman didn't answer. She couldn't. The rope had cut off her air supply for the past three minutes just as my cock had for the first ten, only this time she couldn't cheat and draw air between my thrusts.

Laughing I watched her eyes roll, then her body sag, the life leaving her top heavy body as I watched, with only the rope holding her up on her knees.

And then, as I let go of my hold, her nude and lifeless body drooped and slid to the floor with a meaty smack.

"You gave in too easy slut"

I laughed again and watched her body void itself, then turned and moved to the terminal at my makeshift desk.

"Get this corpse out of my room and get me the latest sightings of that SuperSlut Starr, I want to know where she is and WHO she is when she's not dressed in that whore's costume!"
 
2:30 PM

Terrance was running late again, as usual.

Slipping quietly into the court-room he was pleasantly surprised to see he wasn't the only one late, in fact as he queried the balliff he was informed the Judge was waiting for the prosecuting attorney Deirdra Sinclair to return after she requested a brief "stay".

He used the time to organize his own notes on the trial, then as time passed he began to plan the coming days itinerary for the officers serving under him, and as that chore came to an end he began to worry about the growing lateness of the attorney and what it might mean.

With a sigh of relief he watched the young, well shaped woman enter the room and make her apologies to the Judge, then quickly move to calling her first witness in the trial.


Besides being an excellent attorney, Terrance decided, Deidra was a lovely creature to look at, and as she moved back and forth in the courtroom he wondered what she would say to the offer of a late night dinner and a drink or two
 
"And with that, Your Honor, The prosecution rests its case."

Sitting down in my chair I waited for the judge to end the day. It had been a good day. I felt like the jury was finally convinced that he was guilty. I knew he was. I had caught him.

The day had me tired. I was sure there were other things that I would end up doing, saving someone else from something. That was all in a days work.

After I gathered my papers together, I stared walking for the door when someone ran into me. They knocked all my stuff to the floor, so I ended up getting to my knees to pick it up when someone was trying to help me.

"Thank you sir, but I think I can handle this." I flashed him my best smile. He was kinda cute.
 
"Thank you sir, but I think I can handle this."


"I don't doubt that you can, but it was my fault they fell, so allow me?"

Terrance smiled a shy smile and averted his brown eyes from hers, kneeling to gather the notebooks, folders and the papers that had spewed from them.

"You did an excellent job, Miss Sinclair, I'd be surprised if that scum doesn't get ten years, he deserves it and more."

The words rang of sincerity. The man the attorney had done such an excellent job of proving guilty worked for a growing gang calling themselves the Warden's, he was a minor but deadly part of it's outer circle.

"He was on my list, that is before Starr caught him, now I'm glad he's on yours and will get the justice he deserves."

Handing the papers back thier hands touched, and Terrance lifted his eyes to meet the attornies and smiled again.

"I'm sorry. I had hoped to ask you to join me for dinner, but when you began to move out of the courtroom so quickly I paniced and stood up too quickly, I'm normally not the skittish type"
 
I giggled, a girlish giggle that didn't go with my harsh exterior of a lawyer. "No worries, Mr...."

I didn't know this mans name, but he was cute. Shy guys always brought out something in me. They know they are shy, but they try anyway.

"I am sorry, I never caught your name. Call me Deirdra."
 
"Terrance Brown, I'm Captain of the Precinct where Starr brought this scum in."

Terrance offered his hand and a smile, then grinned as Deidra shuffled the papers from one hand to the other and took his.

"I'm pleased to meet you and the offer for dinner still stands, my treat."

For a second time the papers fell to the floor, and as they scattered Terrance looked at the look on Deidra's face and then laughed gently.

"Perhaps you'd better accept before we're both here all day picking those up?"
 
Again, I had to laugh. This guy was really a charmer.

"Yeah, I guess you are right. I don't usually have a habit of going out with strangers, but how strange can a captain of the police be?" I laughed at my own joke.

"Do I have time to go home and change, or are you going to kidnap me here?" I smiled, knowing he would understand since the guy we had just talked about putting away was a kidnapper and child murderer.

I finished picking up the papers and put them into my breifcase. "I will get those situated later, Terrance."
 
"Let's compromise and meet at DeLianni's at 6?"

Terrance offered with a smile, wanting Deidra to be comfortable with him and looking forward to seeing her in something other "work" clothes.

"I'll be waiting with a bottle of wine, your choice?"

This time the papers stayed in place, and as the two moved out of the courtroom and into the elevator Terrance saw what a lovely woman Deidra was up close, the crowded confines of the packed elevator putting them literally into each others arms.

Still he enough sense not to apologize, or to try and embaress either of them, instead he simply smiled at Deidra and looked her in the eyes.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tonight"

He stated gently as the doors opened and the crowd moved out, Deidra still standing in his arms.

"Then perhaps...we should go?"

Laughing they parted, and Terrance drove eagerly to his apartment, to shower and redress in dark slacks and shirt...making it minutes before the set time, to realize he hadn't found out Deidra's favorite wine...
 
Deirdra rushed home and hardly had time to shower and get dressed before going. She wanted to look perfect, since this had literally been her first date in months. Men found her too strong to ask for dates from her.

She tried on her little green dress, but after she put it on the red hair and green dress made her look like she was ready for the firm's Christmas gala. So, she looked into her closet to find an empire cut style black dress with diamonds to accentuate the neckline. The bottom was cut to a slant to the left, but it gave great view of both breastline and leg.

She put her hair up in a french twist, and put on small, dangling diamonds. Her neckline held a small pendant of diamonds as well. She put on a pair of black pumps to finish the ensamble.

She rushed to the resteraunt, and stood behind Terrance for a moment. She smiled as the waiter asked what they would like to drink.

"Merlot, please." She said as she walked over to the table. She gave Terrance a sweet smile.
 
"Merlot, please."

Terrance stood stunned for a moment and then regained his senses in time to move to Deidra and seat her.

"If I knew you were this breath taking I would have asked you out months ago."

He complimented Deidra and confessed at the same time.

"If you don't mind me saying so, those suits you wear in court do you no justice at all, I'm sure all the men are jealous of the fact I'm sitting here with the most gourgeous creature on the planet and they aren't"

Despite the glib compliments Terrance wasn't the type of man to sweet talk the ladies, and after he had spoken he dropped his eyes to the table and his hands.

"I'm truly glad you came Deidra, I've been trying to work the courage up tp meet you for months now."
 
It was Deirdra's turn to blush. She was not used to all the gushing compliments this man was giving her.

"You must have done it from afar, because I don't remember you even being in the court room. Why did you wait so long?"

She smiled, as the waiter came over and began pouring their wine. "I would have said yes, you are a very handsome man."

In that moment, it was silence. She didn't know what to say to break it, so she just smiled and winked.

"I am sorry, I am still new to this dating scene. Most men think my personality is too strong and I am too smart to date."
 
Across town, in the seedier side of District 69, a meeting was being held.

"Gentlemen, I've called you here for a reason I'm sure you will all agree with, and have worried about lately. That reason is not only to guarantee your survival, but to make sure we all flourish, as the greatest crime coalition this city has ever seen."

A dull murmur began among the mixed crowd of criminals and hard cases, thier eyes going to each other and then back to the lone figure that stood before them, until a large and scarred man stepped forward to ask the question that seemed to puzzle all of them.

"Who the HELL are YOU, and what makes you think we need help?"

The group grew louder, angry faces turned towards the lone man in anticipation of drawing his blood, and yet the mans cool demeanor never changed even as the mob began to move forward.

"My name is David Synn, and I am the man who will deliver you from evil, and that evil is named Starr"
 
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"I am sorry, I am still new to this dating scene. Most men think my personality is too strong and I am too smart to date."

Terrance smiled gently at Deidra's last statement and waited until the wine steward arrived and left after pouring the chosen drink.

"I find that sexy in a woman Deidra, and think most men who are intimidated by you aren't quite secure in who they are, I'm hoping after tonight we become good friends and get to know each other intimately?"

She was a lovely lady, Terrance admitted to himself, and as she blushed at his bold statement he knew not far under the lady like behavior a woman waited, begging to be released and pleasured.

"Why don't you tell me all about yourself Deidra, I've asked around a bit and it seems you're a bit of a mystery lady, you do well in court but other than that you're quite difficult to find, is there a reason?"
 
"Heh" She laughed. "Not really. I just know I have put a lot of bad seeds into jail, and one day I am sure one will try to find me. So, for that reason alone, I try to stay out of the public eye. You never know what crazies will come after you."

She looked up, "But as far as me, I was born in South Carolina. Raised on a farm outside of town, grew up and decided that law was my ideal profession. Went to law school and defended those who needed it, and prosecuted those who deserved it. It is a living."

She realized then that she was dominating the conversation. "What about you, Terrance? Why become Captain?"
 
The meeting had went exactly as David Synn thought it would. Of the 19 gang leaders that arrived, 12 remained, the other 7 storming off in bold refusal to even listen to his proposal.

2 hours later an arrangement was signed in blood, a new coalition was formed under his leader ship, making him the most powerful and unseen man in the city, legal or illegal.

"Our first goal will be to eliminate those who did not follow me, they will be our only resistance, and we will let our greatest enemy dispose of them for us"

And so it began. A crime force led by a dead man came to life, and that life dedicated to the purpose of destroying Starr any way possible.

"Long live the Coalition, gentlemen"

David Synn lifted his cup and toasted the twelve men who sat with him at his own brand of round table.

"And long live my Dark Knights"
 
"What about you, Terrance? Why become Captain?"


Terrance's face became sober for the first time in the evening, his eyes burning with an ancient pain, and he studied his dinner partner for a long minute before answering.

"I was content where I was, to be honest, as a Sargeant in the 131st, a District in the middle of the best part of this fair city. And then my father was killed, struck down in the line of duty it was said, and I became Captain of this District to find that person........and make the wrong, right."

He dropped his face to his drink, the emotions of past welling over his face, and then leaving it as he drove them away with a forced smile.

"I could use you as a part of my task force Deidra, you have the dedication and courage I need, and I believe the same sense of righteousness coursing through your veins, as it does mine."
 
She smiled and laid her hand on his, a bold move, but one that fit the moment. "I am sorry for your pain."

She pulled her hand away slowly, and smiled "I don't know if I have what it takes to be a criminal catcher. I usually only deal with them after Dianna Starr catches them."

That was a lie of corse, she was Dianna Starr after all, but no one knew that and it would be a long time before anyone found out. She would have to love the person on a level farther than anyone she had loved before to offer up that information.

"So, I am assuming there is no Mrs?" She said spying his ring finger.
 
"No, there isn't"

Terrance answered, pleased that Deidra would have even the beginnings of interest in him.

"Up until....well, lets just say my passion has been for my work, until now."

It was, after all, just a first date. And Terrance would deluge himself with false hopes that there would even be a second.

"I don't want you to put yourself on the frontline Deidra, what I meant was I need your prosecuting skills after the scum is caught, if you and I worked together on that level I know we could not only deliver a swift and rightfull justice. but deliver a message to the rest of them."

Thier waiter arrived, and Terrance leaned back in his chair, to study his dinner partner as she questioned the waiter and then ordered.

"I'll have the same."

And as the waiter complimented Deidra for her good taste and left Terrance smiled and agreed.

"I can't understand why you don't have a line of suiters a block long Deidra, your the center of attention and a beautiful, intelligent woman. One I'd like to have on my team, if you'll join us?"
 
She seemed to be in deep thought a moment, and then sat forward in her chair. "I would love to be on your team." She whispered.

"I must admit though," She said as she sat back, "That I do really enjoy helping putting away the bad guys. So many in this world, David Synn, seem to get away from all they deserve far too often. It seems as money can buy you anything these days."

She sighed, "But I guess he got his in the end though, huh?"

After a moment, she smiled again and sat forward, "So, you have a deal. I will prosecute those who are put away by you and folks like Dianna Starr."

The thought of being on his team meant she would get to spend more time with him. That was a thought she could enjoy.
 
"Excellent"

Smiling, Terrance offered a hand and enjoyed the sensation of her cool, silky skinned hand in his larger one, drawing the contact of it out as he thanked her and began to explain the number of leads the team was expanding on.

"I had hoped you'd agree, for both professional, and personal reasons. There is an empty set of offices across the hall from mine, with enough room to have that assistant you are going to need in order to keep up with the workload!"

Her hand still in his, the meal arrived, the smell of the food making both of them aware of the reason they came to the posh restaurant in the first place.

"I'm sorry, I was carried away by the moment, no, strike that I'm not sorry because you're the best thing that's come my way for much too long."

Terrance admitted and met Deidra's eyes, then returned her hand so the steaming plates could be placed before them.

"Perhaps after we've eaten you'll let me show you those offices before you agree to move into them?"
 
"I would be happy to accompany you to the offices." She said after the first few bites.

She ate, adding little more than smiles as she waited for them to finish.

They finished as tehy talked, and waited. "Well, that was a great meal. Shall we head to your, uh...my new offices?"

She grinned. "I look forward to our new...partnership."
 
The meal was finished, all too quickly it seemed, but it also appeared that both were looking forward to seeing Deidra’s new offices.

"I drove here Deidra, hoping we might need the car, if you don't mind?"

Terrance offered as they moved outside DeLianni's, and with her smile he slipped the carp jockey his ticket.

"I have a lot of pull in my District, carte blanche in fact, the city is desperate to clean it up and offered me anything. I'm not telling you this to make me look like a "big man", but hope you appreciate that I came to you and asked for your help."

He explained as they waited, then held her door open and watched her slide into the car, her long legs and full curves making it a pleasurable thing.

"You are the best in my opinion, and I need the best, so we can set things right in this District for once and for all."

The time it took to cross the city and return to the district was spent quietly, neither barely speaking, perhaps listening to the soft tones of the radio, perhaps immersed in their own thoughts of what the future would be like.

"Here we are."

Pulling into the underground parking Terrance parked his car, pointing out the reserved spot next to his as they moved into the elevator and took the quick trip to the top floor.

"Your offices. Three rooms actually. One as a front office for the assistant I've hired for you, a second to act as your private office, complete with an attached bath and a third larger conference room to hold meetings or rest in, it has the advantage of having a private and separate exit to the outside, to make it convenient for leaving and arriving when you choose.

Other than the basic furniture and equipment the city has provided, feel free to, to order any and everything else you need, your requests will be given the highest priority and in a day or two I'm sure you'll be able to work out of your offices completely.

Until then you can work with me, out of mine, if that's ok? Do you have any questions, or suggestions?"
 
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