JINX-13

Introduction
Origins of Jinx Program , Team-7.5 and Project Revelation

The Original Team 7.5, was comprised of the finest soldiers from all the branches of the military. It was formed to be America's premier covert operations unit. That mission profile ended when then International Operations I-O director Miles Cavein secretly exposed the team to the experimental Jinx Factor in an attempt to create government controlled super humans. Though the team members that survived gained fantastic powers, they began to question their superiors and soon disbanded.

Years later the Government and new I-O assistant director Ivana Bauel tried to restart the project. The government collected as many of the Team 7.5 children as they could. Through brain washing and indoctrination they again hoped to form a controllable super powered being (SPB) group. John Linch a member of Team 7.5 and current I-O member discovered the specifics of "Project Revelation". He broke into the secret installation where the children were being held and with the help of the super powered teens was able to escape with five of them.

They have formed a team, Jinx-13. The 13th generation of humans exposed to the Jinx Factor. They are on the run from I-O. They are on the run from Bauel, who was discredited and ruined by Linch's actions. Bauel has formed her own team of Jinx Factor kids the DV8's that report to her and her helper's Border and his sister MissBliss.

The Jinx-13 team live in a California safehouse belonging to Linch. They train. They Learn and they try to stay alive while fighting various villains.

Chapter 1 The Pickup Artist (mc)

"Moxy" Vance called.

"Moxy wake up your laying on my arm", he insisted.

Looking down at the tousled black and fuchsia hair of his lover, he couldn't help admiring what he could see of her body. Moxy was a perfect 5'6" beauty her 35B-23-35 body was tight and muscular without any bulk. He had examined every inch of her and found not a single flaw. That didn't count a pierced nipple and belly button, or the fact that the patch of hair that still remained above her shaved pussy was the same shocking fuchsia color as that on her head.

Moxy Spaulder (AKA Free4all) groaned at the intrusion to her beauty rest. Keeping her eyes closed she raised her body enough from the bed to allow Vance to retrieve his arm. Snuggling back down into the blankets Moxy decided she wasn't warm enough now. Reaching behind her she felt for and found Vance's naked body and pulled at his hip indicating he should get closer to her. Vance complied and pressed his body against her back and ass. Reaching his arm around her body he cupped her right breast with his hand.

"YYYYUmmmm thanks Lover" Moxy murmured.

She could feel his thick cock hot and soft pressing into the cleft of her ass and it made her hot and horny for him all over again. Thinking back to last night she remembered how wonderful it had been having sex with Vance. He had done all the right things to her. She had lost track of how many times she had cum for him. Thinking back over some of the things she had been doing with him last night she realized she had really lost all control. She had been in such a horny fuck haze she had never stopped to think that she had only met the guy that night. God though, she thought "I'm so fucking in Love with him! I wonder if he slipped me something in my drink???".

Laying behind the drowsy girl. Vance deftly read her mind. "Go back to sleep Moxy Sticks" he said. At these words Moxy fell into a deep and powerfully receptive trance. He wanted to do a little more work on his new slave before he met any one else in the house. He didn't want her questioning her feelings for him at an awkward time. Rooting around in her brain he found almost nothing there but unquestioning Love, obedience and total devotion. Perfect!

Vance Alton had introduced himself to Moxy at a dance club the night before. He had used his power and charms to get her to dance and talk to him. It hadn't taken much as she had already noticed him and been interested by him. They had danced for nearly a half hour to the club band, Youth In Asia, but she had made little progress in getting to know him. She felt a strong desire to at least befriend this young man so she invited him to sit by her at the bar. They talked for awhile but when he seemed to remain distant and shy she had asked why. He had told her he had a secret that drove most women away in disgust.

"So like what! You like Barney? Your afraid of commitment? Your into Barry Manilow?" she had asked teasingly.

"No Moxy, I'm ashamed to say that I'm not normal, I'm not even sure I'm human, I have a super power. I know you don't believe me but it's true".

"No really??? So like what can you do, eat everything on the Del Taco Menu?". Moxy was actually very interested because she was a super powered being herself with the power to reduce or increase the affects of gravity. Moxy lit up a cigarette and began drawing heavily on it.

"Well here's the part that turns everyone off." Vance said. "I can make myself invisible"..

"So what's the fudge about that, I mean, assuming it's on the level, it sounds kinda phat to me." she replied.

"Yeah well most women assume that I've spent my life as some perverted peeping Tom." he told her.

"Have you?" she asked blowing smoke rings past his ear.

"No but I can tell you don't even really believe that I can do it. You think I'm just jerking you around. Here watch closely, I'll do a quick fade". he said.

Vance wasn't much to look at. He was a stick of a young man 6' tall 180 lb. with straight shiny black hair, reddish brown eyes, and a narrow angular face. His powers more than made up for that though. He didn't actually have any invisibility powers. He could do a lot more than just disappear. He was a first order Psionic. He could read and transmit thoughts. He had telekinesis that allowed him to manipulate human organs or the chemistry of the body. He also could manipulate matter at the molecular level and thereby affect the neuro-transmitters that control all brain functions. He could with hypnotic techniques and his mind, manipulate thoughts, memories, emotions, and reasoning. He could create incredibly complex mental illusions and then project them to all minds within a 100 yard radius. His skills were honed to the point were he could create psychosis, compulsions, and obsessions and snap fire them into someone's brain. As a defense mechanism he had developed an aura of charm and acceptance around his body that made anyone near him feel good and want to be his friend.

Looking into Moxy's eyes he looped a soft tendril of thought into her mind and made her stop seeing him. She didn't realize that she was facing Hypknot the most powerful mind manipulator in the world.

"Duh-Wow!! Where'd you go?" she asked. Her mind raced with the thought that maybe Vance was a Jinx-13 kid like her and the rest of the guys.

Vance removed the illusion of his disappearance and mentally encouraged Moxy to believe he was like her and that she should accept him without question.

Moxy was surprised as Vance seemed to fade out disappear and then fade back in. Luckily no one else in the club seemed to notice. This was great she had to get Vance to come back to the compound with her and meet the rest of the guys.

"That was truly rare" she said. "I think it's great you can do that kind of thing. I don't think its weird or bad or anything. In fact I have some friends who can do some unusual things too. It would be so top if you could like meet them.".

Taking Moxy's hand and pretending to be worried, Vance caught Moxy's eyes with a penetrating stare and said, "How unusual?". He had laid the groundwork of an identity for Moxy to believe in now he would make her a willing slave of that identity.

Moxy looked into Vance's gorgeous reddish brown eyes and lost her train of thought. He was kind of odd looking but he was really handsome. He had such captivating eyes. Beautiful eyes. His eyes seemed to expand to fill the room. The pretty brown and crimson iris of his eye seemed to rotate, spinning down in a funnel into the small black pupil of his eye. The noise and the room seemed to fade away. Moxy felt good watching the spinning circles in his eyes. They seemed to draw all her cares and worries down into the blackness with them. She noticed different colored flecks of red in the spinning circles and tried to watch them as they spun and spun, spinning down, making her feel relaxed and happy, draining away her will, draining away her thoughts. She wanted to look away but just as quickly decided to keep watching the spinning rings. She felt herself sinking farther and farther into a totally relaxed and dreamy state of euphoria. It felt good to sit and just let everything go. She could feel Vance somehow encouraging her to let go, to watch the rings, to let them pull all the thoughts and worries and cares out of her.

Now the rings were telling her things. Whispers in her mind told her to let go, to go deeper, to release all thought and cares. Moxy's world ceased to exist outside of the beautiful brown and crimson funnels of Vance's eyes. Whispers told her to surrender her will to Vance. Any worries these thoughts might have caused seemed to be drawn out of her and sucked down into the spinning red vortex. Moxy realized she was hypnotized and in a very deep trance state but no longer cared. All that mattered was to watch the rings spinning. All that mattered was to obey. The whispers told her to obey and her defenseless mind acquiesced. Whispering voices told her she felt wonderful, and she did. They told her again and again how wonderful it felt to be hypnotized and to obey Vance, she nodded her head slowly in agreement. They told her she would return to this hypnotic state whenever she was called "Moxy Sticks". This made perfect sense to her and again she happily agreed.

The rings began to spin and rotate faster. More and more of Moxy's will was drawn from her leaving her open and powerless to resist. The whispered commands came quicker and quicker, stamping them selves upon her open mind. The whispered thoughts became her thoughts, any distinction disappeared. She desired Vance, she would serve Vance, she would obey Vance, she loved Vance and would protect him. She wanted all of her friends to also obey and love Vance too. She would not question why she felt as she did. The spinning circles seemed to somehow connect themselves to her sexually. The spinning rings now caused her to feel horny and aroused. The more she surrendered to them the better it felt. The less she resisted the faster the rings spun. The faster they spun the more pleasure shot through her body. The cycle continued for 10 minutes indoctrinating Moxy into a new young women.

Sitting on the bar stool she had totally wet herself. Her young pussy was a soupy mess and her clit felt like it was a sparkler of pleasure. As she mentally agreed to anything the rings told her to do or think, she received higher and higher bursts of orgasmic power directly from the pleasure center of her brain. Her brain was lying to her and telling her that every nerve ending in her body was receiving pleasure. She entered a place beyond orgasm, of pure pleasure, main line never ending ecstasy. If Vance had not been mentally holding her still and quiet, she would have been flopping on the floor screaming. Suddenly the rings in Moxy's mind stopped dead and the pleasure that she had been luxuriating in disappeared. Her mind screamed out for its return. Inside she was gibbering with desire for the pleasure to return. Scrambling for anything to make it come back, she began mentally promising to do whatever she was told if she could just have a little more.

Vance manipulated her mind again causing her to feel a shallower version of the previous pleasure. The rings began to move again and told her she would only achieve the nirvana she had experienced before by working hard to be everything that Vance had told her to be. She would not remember this time staring into his eyes or that she had just now changed how she felt about nearly everything. She would forget he had commanded her, but remember and be the new and improved Moxy he had created. She would remember only that she had met Vance, fallen in Love with him, developed an incredible desire for him and been sitting here, suggesting lewd things she wanted to do to him ever since. Moxy agreed to be a slave, with no reservations.

The rings before her eyes kept spinning but seemed to recede back into Vance's face, until they were just eyes again. The music and the crowd all seemed to reappear to Moxy, as if she had totally blocked them out while talking to Vance. Moxy shifted on the bar stool and realized she was very wet in her crotch. She could even smell herself and was glad she had worn her ultra mini black leather skirt instead of the lycra mini-skirt. Otherwise she would have a stain to explain.

"I really think you should come home with me Vance, You have got me so horny. I would just love to suck you off while you were invisible. That would be a real kick, or maybe you'd like to sneak up on me in the bathroom and rape me on the sink when I couldn't see you.", Moxy continued a conversation she believed she'd been having. "Besides", she said "I want the new love of my life to meet my friends".

Vance let her talk him into going home with her. Once they were in the compound and her bedroom he mentally and physically fucked her into unconsciousness. Moxy was insatiable and totally uninhibited. She sucked him and even deep throated his 10 inch prick. She had sex with him in six different positions and orgasmed in each of them. Sometimes this was real and sometimes it was him fucking with her mind. He cast an illusion in her mind at one point and she used her powers to float herself up to the ceiling where she fucked him for 10 minutes while he sat on the bed beneath her floating body watching and manipulating her perceptions. At her insistence he had taken her anally twice, each time he blocked her pain receptors and caused her to achieve multiple orgasms. He pleased himself and also liked to be nice to his slaves. Moxy just learned that she loved having a thick prick up her ass.

He had scanned the house for John Linch's mind when he arrived. As he had planned Linch was still in Gamorra trying to help the revolutionary Government. As the only strong Psi on the Jinx-13 team Vance had to choose his time of attack carefully to avoid confronting Linch too soon. Until John returned he would deal with the other team members and the robot housekeeper as best he could.