FREEZING: ULTIMATE SPECIALIST

EPILOGUE

by chuckiboo

Freezing ©Lim Dall Young/Kim Kwan Ghyum

-Three years after the events in Alaska-

The breeze of the ocean. The dunes of the cape. Soft tan sand. Some of the things I never really got the chance to experience when we were here three years ago, Kazuya Aoi thought, overlooking the vast ocean far below his eyesight. The tropical island of Bali is one of the world's most exclusive getaways for romance, and, believe it or not, that's the intention this week. He sighed. Can't believe I've been a cyborg for over two years now, and my outlook on life has changed so much now, since I'm the sole survivor of my family. Thinking about it brings a sadness to his mind; as dusk settles in, he gazes out at the endless stretch of crystal blue water fifteen floors above where he was.

The time spent in Alaska changed who he was forever, as they were introduced to the E-Pandoras, who later became great comrades, even in the wake of the destruction of the Chevalier Research Facility fourty miles outside Anchorage. When that special type R Nova destroyed the complex with their fellow fighters inside as well as his grandfather, Dr. Gengo Aoi, it hit deeper than anything that has happened to him. But when it took his partner away for a time in which she was technically dead, his rage brought about the most amazing evolution of power ever witnessed. Gazing down at his uncovered cybernetic arms, he realize the ultimate sacrifice he made to defeat it. Yet being given a second chance at life was more than he could imagine, being rebuilt as a cyborg as well as being deemed a Limiter Specialist by the Chevalier. Taking a whiff of the fresh tropical air, he sees how his strong will has brought him this far, and in more ways than one. And staying at the El Bridget Resort gives him a step closer to where his new home is. Gazing down at the ring on his left finger, he's glad about what he's gotten into now. He knows why he's here, but what is his partner thinking?

Taking a shower, Satellizer El Bridget, aka the 'Untouchable Queen', gazes down at her left hand, to see a ring, ten carats of gold, with five carats of diamonds. Kinda extravagant for her taste, but nonetheless what you'd expect of one of the most powerful family empires in the world. Can't believe I'm now...Mrs. Kazuya Aoi... A smile creeped across her lips, as steam rose in the shower, becoming nice and warm. With the steamy water hitting her, she thought about her life right now. Going through hell with my family, I unexpectedly met the young man who would change my life forever: a lowly, humble Japanese teen, whose heart is as big as he is. A lonely tear streams down her cheek. And I love every bit of him. I owe who I am now because of him. She tilted her head back as the warm water showered down her pecs onto her 38DD breasts, through her rippled cleavage, and in the crevices of her now prominent abdominals. And I will show him my thanks every day, for the rest of his life. Closing her eyes more thoughts of him permeated her fertile mind.

I've seen and felt the multiple scars of his sacrifice from three years ago, she sighed inside, and I personally vow to become the best woman for him, and his strongest protector. Kazuya, placing her right hand over her heart, you're worth more than any possession in the world to me, and I wouldn't give you up for anything. Smiling about that thought in her head, she turns off the water and exits the shower, taking a towel and drying her now very muscular frame. Looking in the mirror at herself, this is worth the three years of workouts, special supplements and training. Even with her red-rimmed glasses and dark hairband, she still has her knockout schoolgirl looks. And this is just the start.

As the sun was setting, Kazuya stepped through the patio door, walked around for a minute, then settled himself into one of the recliners that occupied the suite he was in. The king-size bed was soft and comfortable, just by the way it looked; they had just arrived that afternoon. Propping himself back into the chair, he rested his chin on his cybernetic hand, reflecting back to a couple days prior:

It was his first time in a tuxedo. Dressed in all white, the only color being the silver of his cyborg hands, as Luis El Bridget straightened up his tie. He was being told to stay still so he can smooth out the wrinkles in his coat. Blinking his eyes, a bead of sweat rolled from his forehead, as Luis grinned. As the ensemble began to play, he stood next to him, and aimed his sights toward the end of the aisle. The doors opened, and the sight brought a lump to his throat and a tear to his eyes. There she stood in all her muscular glory, in a satin white wedding dress; slowly walking down the aisle, she had a three foot train attatched to her dress, her blue eyes glowing like diamonds as she approached the front of the chapel. Though she's just a hair taller than him, she looked up to him in more ways than one.

The ceremony proceeded, with tears shed by everyone present. Hiiragi Karo was present, as well as Elizabeth Mably, Chiffon Fairchild, Genessa Roland and Amelia Evans; Lana Linchen chose not to come due to a previous engagement, though it might be another reason. Violet El Bridget was the maid of honor, and Arthur Crypton was the best man. Who would've thought these two would be the first to tie the knot?

After the vows were said and the announcement made, everybody cheered, rejoicing that the two fighters finally found each other, and will be blessed with a long, prosperous life together...

His gaze, dreamy, as another person walked into the room, and saw him in the chair. Wearing a long robe to cover her figure, she smiled at the fact that he was hers, and she his now, for life.

"Kazuya," she called in her sweet British accent. The young man was startled back to reality.

"Oh, uh, hi," he slightly stammered as he stood up out of the chair. She smiled and giggled as she slowly walked toward him.

"So," she started, "how does it feel?"

"About what?" he asked mindlessly. She giggled again.

"To be...married?"

"Oh, uh," rubbing the back of his head, "it's been a long time coming for us." He gained his ground again. "With me on tour for two and a half years, I never got to see you, and missed you every minute I was away."

Stella's arms went to her sides, as she took a step closer to him. "I missed you so much as well, after all you've done for me, love, I'd probably still be cooped up in my shell, submissive and bitter."

"Well, I'm glad you're truly yourself now, and that's what counts."

"Kazuya," she said, slightly blushing, "have you noticed anything new about me?"

He cocked his head to one side. "Well, for one, you're a bit taller than me, and it looks like you're a bit bigger," catching himself, "not that it detracts from your beauty-"

She placed her hand up. "No, you're not offending me love, it's just that," sighing, "might as well show you," She opens her robe and pulls it off, and Kazuya gasped in amazement of what stood before him.

Clad in a red and white custom-made lace babydoll, complete with matching panties, was six feet of female muscle, packed onto a beautiful British blonde who he's come to respect and love, and who is now his wife. Starting from the bottom, her calves, thick and stout, stood out, in a soft way. The quadraceps had become thick, straited and separated, with the hint of fibers showing. Mounted onto a waistline slim yet strong, it led up to stratied obliques, flanking a prominent midsection. Her abdomen was the core of her workout for a year, getting it to perfection, as it bulged with power and snaking veins, pulsing. On each side hung the largest set of arms he's ever seen on anybody, with meaty and veiny forearms leading to bulging triceps and colossal biceps, with a thick vein crisscrossig the peak on each. Her breasts seemed the same size, yet looked bigger when slightly melded with her pecs, and capped off with solid, rounded shoulders, and rounded traps that added thickness to the girth of her neck, yet keeping everything feminine. To him, she'd become the example of inhuman strength and sole human beauty.

To Stella, the sight of his staring at her in amazement stirred up arousal in her she never had the chance to feel until now. She felt her loins aching, anticipating, the entrance of her new husband into her everlasting love, but not just yet. She lifted her arms, and gave a simple double biceps pose, that grew her arms to an estimated 27 inches, and the look on Kazuya's face was unforgettable. Turning around, she did the same pose, this time showing how it is on her backside. A cavernous valley enveloped her spine, as bulging shoulder blades flanked the upper, and the bottom bunched up proud, showing just how slim her waist was, yet very strong in use. The transparent material of the babydoll is for tease, yet she wanted to give more. When she turned to face him, he'd already brought his bottom jaw to meet his upper, to cover up what he was feeling. Even with her glasses on, her beauty is unrefutable. It's time to let it all out, as she stepped toward the young man who was before her.

"Kazuya," she started, "for the near three years we've been apart, I made a personal vow to be the best woman for you. You don't realize how much you mean to me.

She took another step. "From the first time we met, it was destined. From the start, you defended my honor, treated me as a woman instead of a possession, and most of all, confessed your true feelings before my brother to make him see the truth. In all, you asked for nothing in return.

Took another step. "When we came to Alaska, I was more calm and at peace than I'd ever been since I lost my mother. And finding out Dr. Aoi was there made me wonder if you would change. You did, and in a good way.

Another step. "When I woke up from that Nova attack, and was told you were in a coma with no limbs and a missing eye, my heart shattered, literally, yet I saw the truth of your sacrifice.

Face to face, she then placed her hands on her shoulders. "You saved us who were there, loved and protected me from the day we met.

Her eyes teared up. "Now, I desire to love and protect you."

Kazuya downcast his eyes. "Stella, I just did what anybody else would do. And I'll be at your side, for always."

She smiled as a couple of tears escaped the well of her eyes. "Your modesty is your biggest strength, you know."

"I...guess it is..."

Stella lifted his head by his chin, as they met eye to eye. "I love you, Kazuya, and nothing and no one will ever take me away from you."

She then met his lips in a passionate, heart-filled kiss that nearly made him go completely limp. His cybernetic arms fell to his sides, yet slightly lifted and wrapped around her svelte waist, pulling her muscular amazonian form close to him. Breaking the kiss, both stared at each other, flushed with love and emotion.

"You've earned my love for more than your lifetime. And I want our children to know of the deeds of the 'specialist cyborg'." She then scooped him up into her muscular arms, which startled him, and nuzzled her cheek against his.

"Hey," he whispered, "let's not rush now, let's have our fun first, okay?" The smile on her face never went away, only beaming brighter, as she slowly walked toward the bedroom. Having a king-size bed in a hotel of this calibre has its advantages. She then rested him on the big bed, and stood there. Without saying a word, she removed his shirt, pants and underwear, leaving him completely naked. He was a bit intimidated, yet she quelled his fear quickly.

"Just as you'd do what it took to protect me, I desire to do the same. Don't be afraid."

Straddling him, she started removing her babydoll, revealing her amazingly muscular and ripped torso, with protruding 38DD breasts, prominent abs and broad shoulders. Laying down on him, she leaned on her arms, not placing her weight on his body, as she felt his cybernetic arms wrap around her waist, pulling her pelvis down toward his. They locked lips again, passion seeping out bit by bit, for several minutes, until they came up for air.

"You're a pretty good kisser, honey," she said slightly panting.

"And to believe no one taught me," he replied smiling. She smiled in return.

"Prepare to be deflowered, by six feet tall, two hundred fourty seven pounds of female muscle, that belongs to you and only you," as she managed to work her panties off and tossing them to the carpet with her foot.

Taking her right hand, she gently held his penis and guided it into her vagina, slowly. Working her hips down inch by inch, Stella felt it strongly, panting as she engulped his member into her orfice. Kazuya felt it as well, as he gasped when she settled down on his pelvis, him fully inside her. Raising slowly off him, she moved up and down in spurts, until she felt her hymen break, causing blood to trickle down her legs. She looked down at her husband, face flushed in red.

"We...are one now, love," she panted, "I am you, you are me..."

The young man smiled. "I love you Stella," he said softly.

"I love you too, Kazuya, and always will..."

And from there, started a rhythm of an inaugural lovemaking session that forever sealed the bond of love between two clandestined people who were meant to be together.

Three hours later, the couple laid in bed, Stella cuddled up against Kazuya, her arms wrapped around his ripped torso. Basking in the glow of their first time as husband and wife, this is one to cherish for a long time. She looked up at his from her angle.

"Kazuya," she started, "Why did you defend me that first time, against Genessa?"

"Because I felt there was more to you than others cared to see," he replied softly. "I still feel sorry for mistaking you for my sister, I still miss her though."

"Destiny has ways of making itself known," she responded, "and I'm happy it brought us together the way it did."

She then propped herself up sideways, leaning on her right arm. "Your family is a part of me, since I have your sister's stigmata, and my family is a part of you, with you completely rebuilt by my dad's technology."

She laid her head on his bare, ripped chest, blonde hair shimmering in the minimum light. "I...was so afraid that you wouldn't feel the same way I did, that I drove myself nearly crazy trying to deny it. I was stubborn, insecure, and prideful. Can you ever forgive me?"

Kazuya ran his metal hand through her soft, blonde hair. "Stella baby," he said, "you need not ask for forgiveness. You've worked hard to prove yourself, and that I'm proud of."

"You're so amazing," she replied slightly sobbing, "no wonder why they talked about you so highly, I...I'm...so proud to be yours..."

"No," he corrected, "I'm proud to be yours, suki, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

Wiping the water from her eyes, Stella faced Kazuya eye to eye. He already knew.

"Stella, if you're thinking what I think you're thinking-"

He was cut off mid-sentence by another passionate kiss that rocked his senses. Breaking the liplock, he looked at his wife, with a primal stare back at him.

"I want to feel you inside me again," she cooed, "and I'ma make it last this time..."

And with that, hovering above his body, she took him in again, as she made love to him. The power of a type R Nova can't compare with the roaring passion of a muscular amazonic Pandora fighter. And Satellizer El Bridget-Aoi is proving just that.

The sequel Freezing: Nova Phoenix coming soon