Cy-Mian Attacks

Angel Falls, United States
Downtown, present day

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The Soviet Superwoman's knees buckled under the sonic assault of Cy-mians robotic army, dropping her to the shattered pavement. She felt incredibly sick to her stomach and clasped at her ears with both gloved hands, the vertigo almost overwhelming her. Consciousness was increasingly difficult to hold onto. One thing she was glad for was that she had been on the ground when they had unleashed this attack and not flying high over the city, almost certainly crashing into a building and possibly injuring civilians as a result. The robotic soldiers closed in on both sides, continuing to barrage her under high-frequency blasts that caused all the glass for several city blocks to shatter all at once and fillings in teeth to shake out violently. They resembled skeletal frames, nothing more than featureless androids with blank, mirrored faces. The remains of several dozen of them already littered the area around where she had been combating them laying in broken, twitching piles like some kind of inorganic zombie horde. trying to pull themselves back together.

Their master, an Eastern lowlands gorillia of epic proportions outfitted with all manner of cutting-edge cybernetic implants, watched from atop a taxi cab flipped over on it's side. Once it had been an experiment sub-contracted by the military to develop brain-enhancing cybernetic implants in a living being. The objective was first to "download" tactical information and advanced training directly into the mind in a matter of seconds. Apes were used due to the restriction of using human test subjects and Cy-mian was the first and only one of his kind. Once the implants were installed and brought online, the ape was somehow able to tap into his once primitive mind's full potential. He became exponentially smarter, out-thinking and outmaneuvering his captors. Once he had them subdued, he downloaded as much information as he could into his mind before the facility locked down. Military tactics, bioengineering, cybernetics, physics, history and much, much more filled his brain in mere moments. By then it was far too late. Cy-mian was a genius many times over and as a result of the experiment he was also driven quite insane, filled with a lust of conquest and megalomania. He escaped, leaving a trail of bodies in his wake and disappeared for more than a year...until this morning.

The robot army arrived in several unmarked freight rigs at this location, in the heart of downtown. They launched a synchronized attack at seemingly random targets, launching missiles and heavy machine gun fire into retail businesses and restaurants. The body count, originally expected to be high, was remarkably low given the firepower employed. Panic, chaos and pandemonium seemed to be his only desire. The only real causalities came from the besieged AFPD special forces units who arrived, only to be repulsed and driven out of the area under heavy fire. The sounds of the conflict and rising plumes of black smoke drew the Soviet heroine from her solitary patrol of the city to that location. Olga swept in and cut a swath downwards through the first line of robots, scattering them in all directions as she plowed through them at hypersonic speeds. Landing nearby she was almost immediately fired upon by all sides with conventional firepower. Taking the brunt of as much of it as she could to avoid collateral damage she returned fire with her eye-lasers, cutting them to pieces. It was then that they employed their sonic weapons, the devices popping up from their backs like metallic fans.

Cy-mian chuckled a hearty bellow and slavered onto the hood of the vehicle. His electronically assisted voice seemed to mesh itself into the high-frequency whine that had driven Olga to her knees. It reminded her of a cross between Professor Hawkings and a deep, thick Cockney accent.

"Yes, that's my girl! All of this, this entire bloody attack was a ruse to simply draw one of you out into the open and if I may say so, I am very pleased with the results." he growled, leering at her disgustingly.

Olga grit her teeth hard and tried her best to block out the disorientation and pain that pounded in her skull like a jackhammer. She leaned on the sidewalk with both hands and shook her raven-haired head from side to side.

"Give in girl!" the cybernetic ape chuckled, "I don't want that body of yours hurt too badly. I plan on downloading my mind into that delicious looking form, complete with all of your fantastic powers and abilities. Then, with my intelligence at the helm, I will grind this world beneath my heel...that is to say your heel my dear."

The Soviet Superwoman looked up at her adversary, her vision blurred and double. She muttered a curse in her native tongue under her breath and pushed herself up with all her strength. She rose to her boots unsteadily, wobbling back and forth. She raised a hand to cover her eyes for a moment as she tried to steady herself, her left hand on her amazingly defined thigh. The Russian juggernaut shook her head again and looked as if she was going to fall for a second time, but amazingly she remained up. Cy-mian watched her pull herself to her feet slowly, even under constant bombardment from several dozen of his creations, and couldn't help but clap.

"Yes, beautiful! Exquisite! I cannot wait to have all that power under my control!" he bellowed, spreading his arms wide.

The Russian super-soldier sneered and quickly flipped her head to the side, unleashing a barrage of withering laser fire at the droid army. Her eyes opened wide, the beams ripped through robot after robot, cutting down traffic lights and slicing cleanly through abandoned cars as she walked them across. With each soldier that exploded into a rainstorm of debris or was cut down, the intensity in her skull subsided. Her ears were bleeding at this point and she was having trouble hearing anything at all. She had to remained focused. Her ears would heal. Right now she had to put an end to this primates insane assault. Regaining some of her strength, the muscular woman sprinted towards the remaining robots, tightening her gloved hands into two fists. Olga was used to trading blows with the likes of Ultrawoman and Genocide. These droids popped and exploded with every blow that came in contact with them.

Olga felt something slam hard into her back. It wasn't enough to hurt her from the impact, but as she pivoted to see what had collided with her she was suddenly lit up with an incredible amount of electricity. Her entire body went rigid, her short, black hair standing completely on end as lines of blue and white electricity coursed over her body. The superwoman collapsed onto the ground as the current continued to surge from the induction pad adhered to her lower back, her muscles in spasm. A long black cable ran from the projectile to a cybernetic launcher attached to the arm of Cy-mian, who had hopped off the taxi cab and cautiously approached his downed quarry, continuing to pump her full of current.

"Indeed you are strong my lovely, but no-one is capable of handling the amount of ampage I am funneling into your body. I only hope it doesn't damage anything too irreparably...but if it does this city is full of lovely creatures that have powers far beyond my own to choose from."

The Soviet Superwoman couldn't hear him at all, both from the damage her eardrums had taken earlier and from the sounds of the electricity raging across her. She wasn't sure how much of this even she could take for much longer. Her sapphire blue eyes spied the cable running taut from his arm-launcher to her back. Reaching back with all the effort she could she took hold of the thick rubber cable. Cy-mian cocked his head to the side, his eyes bulging in disbelief at her effort. The current shut off as she took hold of the cable, apparently some kind of emergency breaker to prevent the user from having his own attack used against him. Without using a great deal of her strength she jerked the line towards her. The 600+ pound simian was suddenly thrust forward off his face and sent flying in the direction of the downed woman. Olga swung hard with her other fist, slamming it directly into the face of the evil ape. The blow sent him flying back in the other direction hard, snapping the cable and punching him through the side of the taxi cab he had made a perch out of. Olga stood up slowly, smoking and with caked blood all around her ears. She moved towards the fallen cyborg as he himself picked himself up off the ground.

Cy-mian wiped a thick goblet of blood from his face and smirked. "Well don't you 'ave a mean left hook. All those beautiful muscles...they are going to be mine I promise you..."

The great ape began to rapidly push a series of buttons on his other arm. A set of metallic fan-like collectors began to unfold, encircling the beast's heavy head. There was brief flash of light from across the surface of the fans, like a shimmer from the sun. Olga dodged out of the way just in time as a blast of greenish energy pulsed out and ripped it's way towards her. The blast connected with a building across the street behind her and instantly vaporized the bottom of it in a cloud of smoke and ash. The entire structure, unable to support it's own weight collapsed downward in an avalanche of destruction.

"I call them my radiation vents!" the creature howled as he turned to ready another blast. "They fire a highly concentrated burst of gamma radiation...more than enough to cook your lungs and scorch your lovely flesh into cooked meat."

Soviet Superwoman didn't give him another chance to fire. She rushed forward with her super-speed, cutting the air with a sonic boom. Rearing back, Olga slammed her right fist hard into Cy-mian face a second time. The impact shattered several of the apes teeth and knocked him back and down into the asphalt. As the weapon flashed with a second charge, the Soviet heroine took hold of it with her left hand and ripped a piece of it violently from his frame. There was a shower of sparks and a howl of rage and pain as the implanted weapon was torn from his flesh and cybernetically reinforced skeleton. A final punch to his midsection took consciousness from the creature. Olga almost collapsed right on top of his bloodied fur as well. That such an abomination had been created in the first place and that it was clever enough to cause so much pain and destruction, Olga prayed that Tartarus could hold such a creature for as long as it lived. The police and emergency services were finally moving into the area to help the wounded and to put of fires. The Russian amazon lifted her unconscious foe over her shoulder and took to the air.

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This image was a Christmas present from my dear friend who commissioned it from the incredible skills of . Thank you both so very much, I hope you enjoyed the story I wrote to accompany it very much.

I've always wanted to introduce a giant gorilla bent on world domination! This has long been noted by comic book authors, who, during the Silver Age, took every opportunity to insert, turn people into, or otherwise add gorillas to a superhero story. In fact, DC Comics had a policy at the time limiting the number of "monkey" issues per month, to prevent everybody from doing it!

Soviet Superwoman, the story and Cy-mian are my creations and property.

This takes place in the universe.