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The four Goddess of the Apocalypse

The Four Goddess of the Apocalypse

Prologue
They appeared out of nowhere. Four, mile high goddess. One of them stepped forward. She was a blue eye blond and was wearing sinning armor.
"I am conquest." She said. She then proceed to conquer Humanity. People tried to resist but they were no match for her.

A second goddess then stepped forward. She had brown hair, her armor was blood stained.
"I am slaughter. " She said. She then followed in conquest wake. Slaughtering everyone she came across.

The third goddess stepped forward. She had stringy dark hair and brown skin. She looked thin.
"I am famine." She cried. She then proceed to the farms of Humanity and ate all the crops and livestock. When farmers objected to her presence, she ate them and made their farms a wasteland.

The last goddess then stepped forward. She had a skull like face and very pale skin.
"I am death." She said. People who managed to survive encounters with the other goddess, did not survive death. Only corpses were left in her wake.

A voice then came out of heaven.
"If Humanity does not mend it�s ways, these four goddess will bring the apocalypse upon your world. Prepare for the end times."

Father Orson eyes flew open. He realized he just received a vision and a warning. A warning he felt Humanity would probably ignore.

� 1999 by Mr. G

Part 1
"The bible says we must be prepared for the second coming of Christ of all times. But the world is ignoring the ways of the lord. If you were judged today. Would you be along the saved?"
"Who cares?" Tom Green though to himself. For the last several weeks, Father Orson had been on this judgment day kick. Tom and the rest of the congregation were getting sick of it.
After mass was over, Tom went to father Orson and said;
"You really should get off this judgment day kick. We getting sick of hearing about it. Besides to be honest with you father. I commit so many sins when I'm on the Internet. There no hope for me."
"You know what the bible says; "if your hand causes you to sin, cut it off."(Mark 9:42) "
"I rather die than go without my Internet fix. Besides you make it sound judgment day is right around the corner."
"Three weeks ago, I received a vision. If Humanity doesn't change it ways, four women, each one, a mile high will bring the apocalypse upon the world."
Tom couldn't believe his ears, could father Orson be a giantess fan?
"Well father, I for one would welcome the arrival of mega giantesses."
"You're mad. There coming to destroy us."
"You had a vision, and your calling me mad? A good bye father."
"Forgive him Lord. He does not know what he doing."

Gabriel looked at the world below him with pity. But he had his orders. He got out his trumpet. His trumpet bast was heard around the world. People tried to identify the source of the sound, but with no luck. Little did they realize that judgment had been passed on humanity. And that the angel Gabriel was announcing the start of the end times.

Tom was on the net, when he heard the trumpet bast. He was visiting his favourite GTS board. He loved reading about mega giantess/goddess and looking at the collages which always featured beautiful woman.
"Too bad, mega goddesses don't exist." Tom though to himself as signed off for the night.

Tom Green was in the middle of a typical Monday mourning commute to work. When a flash of light appeared a few miles ahead of him. When the flash disappeared a towering figure, was left in its place. She was a beautiful blue eye blond, wearing sinning armour. What really caught Tom's and everyone else attention was her height. He had never seen a mile tall woman in real life before.

Tom pulled off to the side of the road. He figured he was dreaming and besides his eyes kept drifting to that goddess.

After looking around, the gigantic blond began to speak.
"I am Conquest. I am here to conquer your world. You will obey me."
The people at her feet were in a fowl mood. Not only was this so called goddess making them late for work, by blocking several roads. She was asking for their obedience as well. A crowd of frustrated commuters got out of their cars. They started to yell insults at Conquest, demanding she go away. Police started to arrive on the scene, to try to get people away from Conquest but it was too late. For the goddess had heard the commuters, and she didn't like what she heard.
"You dare to insult me! You need a lesson in manners."
She then began to pick up crowds of people in her hand. They tried to resist, but it was no use. She lifted her hands to her face. They were filled with terrified people.
"I could crush you to death. But I prefer live subjects. You have a choice, serve me or face my wrath."
Most of the people in her hands, pledged the loyalty to her. The few that didn't were crushed out of existence.

While this was going on an army of cops came on the scene. They tried to talk to conquest, they explained they wanted law and order. Maybe they could work something out. Her response was to laugh at them.
"You just don't get it. I and my fellow goddess are law and order."

Mayor Walter Roman, was having a bad mourning. He was getting much of the blame over the latest cuts to services, in the last budget. Then came the phone call, from the police.
"Who's causing a disturbance? All right, I'm coming, it gives me an excuse to get out of the office."

Conquest stood where the Halifax Shopping centre used to be. She was trying to decide, wither or not to head for the down town or go conquer the local military bases.

Walter couldn't believe his eyes. A beautiful blond mega giantess was in his city. He would have to do something about that.
"What are you going to do about her?"
Walter turned around to see who had spoken. The premier of Nova Scotia had arrived.
"I don't know sir. Ask to leave I guess."
"It's worth a shot."

Walter then picked up the megaphone.
"Can we have a word with you?" he asked.
Conquest looked at the people at her feet.
"Are who, are you?"
"I am Walter Roman, mayor of the Halifax Regional Municipality."
"And I'm Tom Bonehead, premier of Nova Scotia. You're causing loss of life and property damage by going through this fine city. Would you mind going to an uninhabited area?"
"I gave Halifax the honour of being the first city to be conquered by me and your complaining?"
"No body conquers my city while I'm mayor." Walter vowed.
Conquest response to this was to crush Walter and Tom out of existence.

Tom wasn't sure, what to make of the Mornings events. It was either a dream come true or a nightmare. He watched her pick up crowds like they were toys. He thought about making his presence known to her, but was too shy. Instead he decided to head for the nearest Tim Horton. To get coffee. He wasn't a 100 percent sure he was awake yet.

Tom arrived late for work at Infoplus. Larry Stone, his boss, had a hard trouble believing his excuse. Although he was far from the only one to use Conquest arrival as an excuse to be late.
"Do you really expect me to believe, there a mile tall woman, running around? I should fire you all. But I don't have time to hire new staff. Get on those phones now."
Tom got on the phone. His job was to call up companies or private homes and ask them to do surveys.

About an hour into the sift. The power went out. Since the numbers he was calling were on a computer screen, work came to a halt. For the first time, people in the call centre heard the sound of battle. Rushing to the window overlooking the harbor. They saw Conquest fighting three navy destroyers. The navy was pounding Conquest with everything they had. But nothing seemed to penetrate her armour. In a rage Conquest when after the ships and destroyed them one by one. Then she destroyed the HMC Dockyard. Then she turned toward downtown Halifax, and said;
"I should destroy you, Halifax for attacking me. But I'll let my fellow goddess Slaughter take care of you."
She then eyed her next target, CFB Shearwater across the harbor.

"Who the heck is Slaughter?" Tina asked. Tina was a fellow employee at Infoplus, and a nice looking brunette.
"I'm not sure but I'm not going to hang around to find out." Tom replied.
"If you leave, you're fired." Larry Stone said in a firm voice.
"With all due respect Mr. Stone, this job isn't worth dying for."
"He has a point sir. People aren't going to be interested in doing surveys when the world getting destroyed around them."
"Do you want to get fired too, Tina?"
"I'll save you the trouble, I quit."
"Get out of my sight, both of you."

After leaving the still blacked out building, Tom turned to Tina and said,
"Thanks for sticking up for me."
"You're welcome Tom. I've felt Mr. Stone been a jerk for a while. But what are we going to do now?"
"We?"
"You don't want me around?"
Tom blushed. He liked Tina, but since he was 5'8'' and she was 5'10'' he didn't think she was interested in shorter guys. Still, this was too great an opportunity to miss.
"Well I'm used to being a loner. But I could use the company. We need to get away from the city. But I need to talk to father Orson first."
"You want to make your peace with God?"
"For the last several weeks, he been going on about the end times, and yesterday he mentioned something about four giantesses destroying the world. I think he knows what's happening."
"Let me tie up some louse ends. And I'll meet you at father Orson place around seven."
Tom told her how to get to father Orson place, then they went their separate ways.

To be continued

Part 2
This is CBC six clock news with your host, Tod Loud.
"Good Evening. A great diaster of massive proportions has struck the Halifax area. At least 300 people are known to be dead, with over a thousand missing. There are unconfirmed reports that the premier of Nova Scotia is among the dead. Witness report seeing a gigantic woman in armour thousands of feet tall. Authorities refuse to comment on these reports except to tell us, that all of mainland Nova Scotia is under a state of an emergency. Just over two hours ago, the Prime Minister and his cabinet, started a close door emergency meeting. They promise an announcement shortly.

This just in. The state of an emergency has been extended to southern New Brunswick. Were getting some frantic reports from CBC Saint John. Let's go there live."

Television viewers across the country, could not believe their eyes. A beautiful blond woman in armour, was walking across the bay of Fundy. Heading straight for the city of Saint John.
"These are live pictures. Judging from what, she did to Nova Scotia. Were assuming this is an attack?"
Closer and closer, Conquest came to the camera. It soon became obvious just how big she was. When she reached the harbour, only her bottom half was within the camera field of view. Without a care in the world, she began crushing everything within reach.
"This is Bob Frank, of CBC Saint John. As you can see from our camera on the roof. She not brothering to look where she stepping. Oh no, she going to step on us."
A huge foot, covered the TV screen. Then there was nothing but static.

"We have lost contact, with our dear friends in Saint John New Brunswick. I fear their probability dead. Stay tunned to this station for more giantess coverage."

Tom waited outside Father Orson home. It was a few minutes to seven. He had spent most of the afternoon packing. He had a feeling he would be on the road a while. So he packed as many things as he could in his car. He had called his parents during the afternoon. They were relieved he was all right. He promised to try to keep in touch with them.

Right at seven, Rita showed up diving her sports car. Like Tom she had also stuffed her car with essential items.
"Let's get this over with."
They knocked on the door.
Father Orson was in mid prayer when he heard the knock on the door.
"Who could that be?" he wondered. He got up and opened the door.
"Oh, It's you, Tom. Who's your Friend?"
"Father Orson, this is Tina Blair. We came here asking for your help."
"How can I help you?"
"You mentioned to me yesterday that four giantesses were going to destroy the world. We need you to tell us everything you know about them."
"Please come in, It's best we talk about this sitting down."

Once they were seated around the Kitchen table, father Orson began to speak,
"The world is being punished for its sins. The almighty has sent four goddesses to accomplish this task. Personally I feel the term Goddesses is blasphemy. But that what my visions calls them. Conquest has already arrived, Slaughter will arrive Tomorrow, Famine the day after that, and finally Death will arrive three days from now. Each of these goddesses will arrive in Nova Scotia, then move elsewhere."
"Do you know where there going?" Tina asked.
"I get the impression that conquest and Slaughter will fallow major highways and visit major cities. The Trans-Canada and interstate 95 come to mind for some reason. Famine will definitely visit farming areas. I don't know what path Death will take."
"Are there any safe areas we can go to?" Tom asked.
"I don't know. It depends on God. Revelation, which talks about the end of the world, is not encouraging. "
"Well it's clear, it's risky to stay in Nova Scotia. But our funds are limited, where can we go?" Tina asked.
"I'll think of something." Tom Replied.

As Tom and Tina left Father Orson's place, Conquest headed for Fredericton. It was a short jog(for her) from Saint John. The military decided it was time to strike again. A single f18 streaked toward Conquest. Kevin Simpson then fired several air to air missiles at Conquest. He might as well throw pebbles at her.
Kevin Simpson seeing the air to air missiles were having no effect, decided it was time for more drastic measures. He aimed his f18 straight at Conquest's face. Then he set a collision course, hoping that the impact his jet made, would hurt Conquest. Larger and larger Conquest appeared through the windshield. Then at the last moment Kevin ejected from his plane. The plane hit Conquests right between the eyes, exploding in a fireball.

Conquest was taken by surprise, she stumbled and fell flat on her face. Cheers erupted from the city of Fredericton. (She was just a few kilometers of the city) These cheers turned to groans, when Conquest got up again. Her face showing no sign of damage.

"I am not amused." She said to the city of Fredericton.
"Will the premier of New Brunswick please show himself? " When she got no response. She then said,
"If premier Bushman surrenders to me, I will spare the city of Fredericton."
Moments later, a car carrying a white flag came up to Conquest's feet. A man carrying a mega phone then got out of the car.
"This is Mike Bushman. Please spare my city."
"Since you asked nicely. I will avoid going through the city. I return you must agree to become my prisoner."
Mike Bushman hesitated. Being a prisoner to a goddess didn't trill him. But if he could spare lives. Besides did he really have a choice?
"Very well. I agree to your terms."
Conquest materialized a huge bag.
"Into the bag, Mr. premier."
With a heavy heart he walked into the bag.
"I've got the premier in the bag." Conquest cried.

Conquest then headed, toward the Trans-Canada. When she got there, she headed west. Fallowing the road, Her huge feet destroyed the highway in places. She then began to sing.
"Going down the road. Going down the road. You better get out of my way, for I'm going down the road. "

It was a driver worst nightmare. Conquest moved along at a thousand miles per hour. Drivers had no time to get out of the way. Trucks, cars and buildings all got crushed under her feet. People tried to flee, but in many cases, Conquest arrived before they could do anything.

"This is Tod Loud, of CBC news. The prime Minister is about to make a statement. We now take you live to parliament Hill."
The prime Minister of Canada stood in front of the assembled crowd of reporters.
"I want to thank you all for coming. This mourning a gigantic Wowan of unknown origin appeared in Nova Scotia. This woman later moved to New Brunswick. She currently heading west on the Trans-Canada. We asked that anyone living with 12 kilometers of the affected highway to leave their homes. This order is in effect from Fredericton to Riviere-du-Loup. Let me assure you that were doing the best we can to deal with the situation. That all I got to say."
A dozen reporters tried to ask him questions. But he ignored them all.

When she reached Edmundston, she decided it was time to stop for the night. Making sure the bag was sealed tight. Conquest didn't want her prisoner to get away. She then made a pillow out of thin air. Picking a spot on the edge of the town, she then laid down and went to sleep.

Mike Bushman did not like his ride with Conquest. The bag swung back and forth as she walked. Giving Mike, motion sickness. When Mike realized, they had stopped. He tried to get out of the bag. But it was tied and the material was too firm for him to rip.
"Somehow I'll get out of this bag." He told himself.

When dawn came to Halifax, things were starting to get back to normal. People who pledged allegiance to Conquest began to feel foolish. There was even talk, of punishing them as traitors. Then a flash was seen to the south of the city. This was quickly replaced by a mile high woman. She had brown hair and blood stained armor. Then she said the words that brought a chill to all who heard them.
"I am Slaughter. Prepare to die."

Part 3
Slaughter then began to slaughter, everyone in sight. The people of Herring Cove were her first victims. She crushed them in their car and homes. There weren't very many people in Herring Cove so she quickly moved onto the city of Halifax.

Slaughter had serval methods of killing people. Crushing people and buildings underfoot was her most common and effective method. Then there was the crowd grab, Slaughter would scoop up a crowd of fleeing people then crush them. Leaving an undefined mess. In more playful moments she would pick buildings up and toss them great distances. As for her other methods, I talk about them later.

People who had pledged allegiance to Conquest began to panic. Slaughter was killing them as well. A group of them decided to approach Slaughter.
"Hey Slaughter. Your loyal subjects want to talk to you."
"What about?"
"We pledged allegiance to Conquest. She said she prefers live subjects. Please let us live."
"Wither you live or die, is decided by goddesses not mortal. Besides if you were true loyal goddess subjects you would willingly give your lives to me."
"You bitch." They cried.
Slaughter then crushed, the whole group underfoot.

Larry Stone watched the cities get destroyed all around him. He had spent all his time and money over the past ten years building up Infoplus. He refused to let some overgrown bitch, chase him away. He was standing on the roof of the building when Slaughter arrived.
"Go no further. You're not destroying Infoplus." He cried.
Slaughter looked down at him. Then she looked at her long sharp finger nails. She then sliced Larry in two with her finger nail.
"This is embarrassing." Were Larry Stone last words, as his head and top part of his chest fell to ground.

While all this was going on, the federal government was in disarray. Calculations based on Conquest's walking speed, showed she could reach the great lake's region with a couple of hours. Or the north eastern US if she changed direction. Ottawa panicked when they realized a second giantess had showed up and Canadian soil. The Prime Minister begged the American President for help.
PM : "Our military is no match for Conquest. And now a second giantess called Slaughter has shown up we need help."
President: "I can sympathize. But what makes you think our weapons can do a better job?"
PM: "You got a lot more firepower than we do. Besides, you got nukes."
President; "Which isn't an option at the present time. I'm assembling an attack force. When and where it will strike, as yet to be worked out."

It was 9 O'clock in the mourning, Atlantic time, before Conquest stirred. She quickly got up and hit the road resuming her westward trek. She noticed that the town of Edmundston and communities along the trans-canada were now abandoned. Then a few kilometers into Quebec she ran into a roadblock. Manned by most of the PQ government. The primer of Quebec Lebeck Blockhead, picked up a megaphone.
"Let's make a deal." He said.
"What kind of deal?"
"We are willing to become your allies. If your willing to free Quebec from the prison of the confederation."
Conquest frowned. Then she said,
"You want a free, and independent Quebec.If I free Quebec from Canada it will come under my rule, not yours. Besides it sounds like your trying to bribe me. I don't like that."
"It that case can you please turn around and avoid going through Quebec."
"I can't do that Mr. Blockhead. But I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll take you with me."

Mr. Blockhead tried to get away. But he could not out run Conquest. She picked him up and dumped him in the bag, right on top of Mike Bushman head.

The rest of the PQ delegation decided it was time to head back to Quebec City. They didn't want to hang around. Neither did Conquest, she resumed her westward trek. Until she reached Rivere-du-Loup, then she fallowed the 20 (still the trans-Canada) south.

After some debate, Tom and Tina decided to go to Prince Edward Island. Tom argued that it probably won't attract the notice of the goddess. Besides, he always wanted to see confederation bridge. Mourning found them in New Glasgow PEI.

Tom listened to CFOX Charlottetown for the latest on the goddess. What he heard didn't encourage him. Slaughter had already killed thousands in the Halifax area, and was showing no signs of stopping. Conquest was reported entering Quebec. Her intention's uncertain.

"What's up Tom? "Tina asked.
"Just listening to the news. Slaughter wiping out Halifax, we got out just in time. I feel like I'm living in a giantess story."
"Excuse me?"
"I usually don't admit this but I have a giantess Fetish. I used to go on the net on a daily basis, to look at the mega giantess board, and to visit some of the web sites."
"I knew the net attracted weirdos. But it's the first time I heard of giantess web sites. What are they like?"
"Depends on the site. Some feature gentle giantess other sites feature evil bitches. Some feature shrinking men, other sites show gigantic women. In short just about everything imaginable. Come to think of it. I bet some of my fellow giantess fans will put out the welcome mat for Conquest and Slaughter."
"You can't be serious Tom. I can't imagine anyone being happy about have a mile high goddess going through their town."
"Tina, my friend, there is plenty of people, who like goddesses. The question is, will they be brave enough to show it."

This Canada Am with your host, Sally Cummings.
"Hi I'm Sally Cummings. Today on Canada Am we'll talk about giantesses. My guest this mourning is Dr. Howard Boland. Welcome Dr. Boland."
"Thank you, Sally. I like this show. The existence of Conquest defines the laws of physics as we know them. "
"What do you mean?"
"She should collapse under her own weight. She must weight millions of tons. Yet she has no trouble moving around. Also, such a large body must need tons of food. But she has yet to eat. Also the larger, the creature the less body heat, it loses, she should be frying. She's a one of a kind freak."
"Actually Doctor. A second goddess was reported in Halifax this mourning. Slaughter the same size as Conquest."
"Akk. These goddesses are going to put, us scientists out of work."

By eleven a.m.. Slaughter had killed everyone she could find in the greater Halifax area. She then fallowed the 102 highway north. Slaughter visited all the villages and towns along the way. Killing everyone in sight. Just before Truro she brought out a laptop. The screen said;
Person's Slaughtered
Day one: 280,937

"Not bad but I got a long way to go." Slaughter then put the lap top away.
Turning west at Truro, she started fallowing the trans-canada. Slaughter started to get thirsty. She got out a huge highway map. After looking it over a moment, she then picked up her pace. Bypassing the towns along the way much to relief of the inhabitants.

The city of Moncton, hoped Slaughter would pass them by. Their hopes were dashed when she stopped, just south of the city. Then she materialized, what appeared to be a huge juicer. Then Slaughter started grabbing people and putting them in the juicer. Their bodies were soon drained of blood. Blood gathered at the bottom of the juicer. Slaughter strategy become obvious, she was draining people of their blood. After processing(for lack of a better word) 30,000 people. Slaughter then brought the blood to her lips and drank it, spilling some of the blood on her armour.
Noticing how late it was getting, Slaughter hit the road, fallowing the trans-Canada westward.

Conquest was also on the road. She wasn't as mean as Slaughter. Don't get me wrong, if you got in her way, you were stepped on. But her goals were different. Take Conquest Visit to Quebec city for instance. She could have wiped the whole city off the map. Instead she was content to destroy the legislature buildings and most of the downtown. Sparing most of the residential areas.

By noon time, Conquest had reached Montreal. All mourning, people have been trying to leave the city. (They rightly feared it would catch Conquest attention)But it takes time to evacuate a city of a million people( not counting the two million people in the surrounding area) Most people were still stuck in the traffic jams, when she arrived.
"You're not glad to see me? I'm insulted. Where the mayor? I want to talk to him. This city needs a lesson in manners."
The mayor refused to see her. He didn't want to suffer the same fate, as the other politicians who had meet Conquest. Instead he stunk out of the city by helicopter.

Feeling a little frustrated, Conquests proceed to destroy all the bridges and tunnels connecting the island of Montreal to the mainland and to the island of Laval. Then she destroyed the bridges connecting Lavel to the mainland. Now the only way in or out of Montreal was by boat or air.

Leaving thousands of crushed commuters behind, Conquest moved on. Ottawa being her next stop.

The American president and his top generals debated where to launch their attacks. So far all they agreed on, were that they should attack each goddess. But both goddesses were on the move. They had to predict where they would be next. While Ottawa, was the most likely target for Conquest, what about Slaughter?

General Goldwater looked at the map. Slaughter was currently in the Fredericton area. He looked at where she had been, and tried to imagine, where she go next. Then Goldwater had a hunch.
"Mr. President, I think I know where Slaughter going next."

To be continued

Part 4
Slaughter fallowed the trans-Canada westwards until she reached exit 191. The exit that lead to highway 95. She then fallowed the 95 to the Canada/United States border. The border guards watched in terror as Slaughter got closer and closer. They had barely enough time to alert, Washington that Slaughter was invading the US, before Slaughter kicked the border posts in oblivion.

In nearby Houlton, Maine. Terry Burns watched Slaughter approach. Terry was a giantess fan, who didn't like his fellow towns people very much. For years he had dreams where his hometown got wiped off the face of the Earth by a giantess. Wanting to take advantage of the situation, he grabbed a megaphone, and headed for the roof of the nearby high school.

Slaughter was walking down interstate 95, when Terry shouted,
"GO, baby go."
Interested, Slaughter changed direction, and headed for the town of Houlton. The townspeople were out raged. How dares one of their own. Encourage a mass murderess.
"Come on baby, Wipe this town . . . "
Before Terry could finish the sentence, a sharp shooter had shot him dead. But was too late. Slaughter had already noticed the town. She was being in a good mood.
"You shot one of my fans. I have very few fans. You're dead meat." The people of Houlton tried to get away, but Slaughter killed every man, woman and child in town.

The prime minister of Canada stood in front of the house of commons. Against the advice of his advisors, he decided to face Conquest in person. As he expected, she headed straight for the Parliament buildings.
"I been expecting you."
"So the prime minister of Canada is brave enough to face me."
"I figured we could work something out."
"You sound like Mr. Blockhead. I ended up bagging him. Why should you be any different?"
The prime minister frowned, this was not going to plan.
"We will stop you in the end."
Conquest laughed.
"You don't have the means. Do you know what I think about Humans?"
"No. But I have a feeling your going to tell me."
"Humanity, never has there been a species so proud, so arrogant, with so little reason to be. Your accomplishments are so little, yet you think highly of them."
"I won two back to back majority governments."
"I was talking about Humanity as a whole, insignificant fool."
"We will nuke you if necessary."
"It won't work. Goddesses are invulnerable to A-bombs, H-bombs. Even the Morphers anti-matter bombs are incapable of destroying me."
"The who?"
"That's just another example of your ignorance, your world has no awareness of other universes. Or of races greater than your own. But I don't have the time to teach you."
"God will stop you."
"You fool. You just don't get it. God sent me, and my fellow goddesses to this world. I was going to add you to my collection. But your too dumb and vain for my taste."
Conquest then crushed the prime minister out of existence.

While this was going on. People in Washington were planning their attack.
"Its looks like you could be right Goldwater. She fallowing interstate 95. I just wish you're wrong about her destination."
"Her goal seems to be to slaughter as many people as possible. It makes sense for her to head for New York via the New England States. Sir, do you think it's possible to evacuate people within the danger zone?"
"Entire states are within the danger zone. There just too many millions of people to move. We need to wipe her out now. Here is where we'll wipe her out."
The president pointed to a spot on the map, not far from Bangor.

An aide then burst into the room.
"We just word that Conquest has killed the prime minister of Canada. And is currently demolishing the Parliament buildings."
"Tell our forcing to destroy Conquest, the instant she out of Ottawa."
"Wills do sir."

After Conquest leveled the Parliament buildings, she then destroyed downtown Ottawa. While she was doing this, she noticed the fighter plans.
"Those fools. Think they can destroy me. I'll show them."
Conquest then went out to meet them.

Twenty fighter planes and 30 tanks, went out to meet Conquest. The planes fired missile after missile at her, but with little effect. All they seemed to do was blind her at times. The tanks were having even worst luck. Not only were the shells, bouncing off her armour. The tanks were getting crushed underfoot. Within an hour, only the fighter planes were left.

The force sent against Slaughter. Didn't do much better. It consisted of 80 planes, 10 attack helicopters and 60 tanks. Wave after wave of planes shot their missiles at Slaughter. Slaughter would then strike back at the planes. Destroying the ones that came too, close. She did the same to the helicopters which hovered around her like mosquitos. This slowed her southward march, enough that the first of the tanks met her at Old Town, Maine. The tank crews did their best, but it was no use. Slaughter crushed them one by one. By the time she reached Bangor, the tanks were in full retreat and the planes, rapidity running out of ammo.

This is CBC six clock news with your host Tod Loud.
"Good evening. The military currently engaged in battles with Conquest and Slaughter. Reports are sketchy, but early incitations are that were lousing both battles. Conquest is currently fighting the miliary south of Ottawa. While the battle of Maine is taking place in the Bangor area.

There is speculation that Slaughter's goal, is the density populated areas of New England and possabily New York City. There are reports of panic, in the states of NH, Mass, RI and New York City. Officials refuse to comment, expect to plead for people to keep calm. Southern Ontario resistants are also concerned, expect theirs the treat is Conquest."

It was evening, by the time slaughter finished fighting the US military. She continued her track, killing off, the people of Bangor, and the towns along the interstate 95. It was sunset, when she reached Waterville Maine. She was starting to get tried, and decided to spend the night here. But first she wanted to kill, a few more people. She did a belly flop on the town of Waterville. Crushing the downtown, and serving shaking the remaining buildings. When the dust had settled, she got out her laptop. The screen said;
Person's slaughtered
Day one: 602,756

"Less than what I was hoping for. Hopefully tomorrow I'll slaughter over a million people."

Meanwhile, Conquest was walking through southern Ontario, Heading toward Toronto. It was getting late, so Conquest decided to spend the night at Peterborough Ontario.

Gerald Graves couldn't believe his luck. A mega goddess had come to his hometown. He always dreamt of making love to a mega giantess. Getting his gear ready he went into action.

Conquest was surprised to hear singing. She was even more surprised, when she realized the song was about her.
"Oh Blond beauty.
You tower over the countryside
My heart goes a flame, at the sight of your face
Oh great goddess
Can I be your lover?"
"I like the song. But I can't be your lover. You might want to try it with some GTS-goddess sometime."
"You mean GTS-Goddess really exist?" Gerald had read about them on the net.
"Yes, but I and my fellow goddesses of the apocalypse are superior to them. Good night Mr. Graves."

"Mr. President. We have lost the battle. We have to make a decision. Should we try to evacuate, the people in the danger areas?"
"There no way, we can get them all out in time. And where can we put them?"
"Shouldn't we at least try? If we start to evacuate now, we could save some lives."
"Sigh. Give me a couple of moments. I'll prepare an address to the nation."

We interrupt our broadcast. For a message from the president. We now take you live to the white house.
"My fellow Americans. I must bring you bad news. Earlier today our country was invaded by a mega giantess, one mile in height. Calling herself slaughter. She is currently in Waterville, Maine. I wish to speak to you tonight, to assure you were working on stopping her. But as a precaution, were advising people to leave the fallowing areas." He then went to a map behind him.
"In Maine, Kennebec, Sagadahoc, Androscoggin, Cumberland and York counties. In New Hampshire Rockingham and Stratford counties. In Massachusetts, the city of Boston as well as the counties of Essex, Middlesex, Worcester, Bristol, Plymouth and Norfolk. The entire states of Rhode Island and Connecticut. We also feel that New York city and the surrounding area is also in danger. I know I'm asking a lot of the people of the people of these states, but I feel until Slaughter is stopped. It's better safe than sorry. May God bless America."

As one can imagine. Mass panic broke out in the areas named. Soon all the roads and airports were jammed with people trying to flee. Many of the rich people, and some middle class people managed to leave the affected areas. While many of the poor were too poor to try to flee. Others didn't bother running, they felt there was no place beyond Slaughter or Conquest reach. Besides they didn't want to leave their homes.

As the night went on, the fleeing people went to various places. Vermont and the more remote parts of New Hampshire proved to be popular along the middle class. Rich people tried to leave the continent altogether.

At the president mourning briefing,
"How the evacuation going?"
"About 15-20% of the people in the evacuation zone have left. But roads leaving the area is jammed. Severely slowing the movement of people. Also, a large number of people are refusing to leave. "
"Are they nuts?"
"They don't want to leave their homes, and feel no place is safe from the goddesses. At least in North America."
"What Conquest and Slaughter Status?"
"Slaughter woke up, five minutes ago. And is now heading south. Conquest is still sleeping, but could wake up any time."
"This is just great. Another massacre is about to take place. "
"I'm afraid so Mr. President."
"Well at least things can't get any worst."
Just then an aide burst into the room.
"Mr. President. A third giantess has just appeared in Nova Scotia."

To be continued

Part 5

Almost nobody expected her. Especially not the farmers of Digby County. Shortly after dawn she appeared. She was the same size of her fellow goddesses. Her hair was stringy and dark, her skin was brown. Unlike Conquest and Slaughter she wore no armour. Her thin body was plain to see.
"I am Famine, And I'm starving."

Famine then goes on to the nearest farm. When she got there she, proceeded to eat all the livestock and crops. Then she moved onto the next farm. She moved eastward through the Annapolis valley. Visiting every farm, she could find.

The McDonnalds watched Famine approach with dismay. Their fruit crop was far from being ready to harvest, and they didn't want to louse it now.
"Go away. Our crop is not ripe. There is no food here."
"I'm hungry." Famine replied.
"Go elsewhere, you ugly bitch."
Mr. McDonald just made a fatal mistake. Never, Never call a goddess ugly. Famine then grabbed McDonald and sallowed him whole. Mrs. McDonald ran into the house screaming. Still feeling pissed off, she picked up the house and ate it.
Famine didn't like the taste of the house. She preferred to eat organic materials. She continued her track east, until she reached a large belt of Dairy farms.
"Now this is more like it. I just love dairy products." She began to feast.

There was a light drizzle falling in Waterville Maine. Slaughter barely noticed it, she was already heading south. Augusta Maine was her next stop. She was disappointed that the city was half empty. She destroyed the place anyway, and continued her southward trek.

Around nine in the mourning, Conquest woke up. She got up and stretched. Then she headed for Toronto. People scrambled to get out of her way, for she made no attempt to avoid stepping on buildings or people.

When she reached Markham, she stopped. Toronto was within her sights, but to everyone surprise she wasn't heading for the downtown. Instead she made a huge coffee cup appear out of mid air. It was 600 feet tall.
"Good mourning Toronto. I have a task for you. See this coffee cup. I want it filled with Tim Horton coffee. And I want it within an hour. If you fail to provide me coffee, I will level your city to the ground."

Tom Sawbuck president of Tom Horton went to Markham to plead with Conquest. Saying an hour wasn't enough time to fill her cup. And he pointed out that his employees would have a hard time getting the coffee in the cup in the first place. Conquest responded by adding ladders to the cup, and extending the deadline by two hours.

An army of Tim Horton workers then went back and forth, between their restaurants and the enormous coffee cup. Police blocked all other traffic, so the coffee people would have an easier time of it. Tim Horton in the surrounding cities and towns also pitched in. Still, despite having thousands of people pour in thousands of gallons of coffee. It was slow work. For people had to climb the many ladders to get coffee into the cup. They barely completed the task in time.

Conquest then took a ship of coffee.
"This is good. " She then downed the rest of the cup within two minutes.
"Would you guys like to be my permeant coffee makers?"
Upon hearings these words, half the Tim Horton employees dropped dead of exhaustion.
"Sighs you just can't get good help these days. See you later."
Conquest then headed west, going through the cities of Markham and Richmond Hill.

Slaughter continued her march south. Portland Maine was the next city to feel her fury. It got wiped off the map in minutes. Wanting to kill as many people as possible. She didn't linger in the southern Maine towns. Instead she just walked through them, leaving foot prints of devastation. She paused at Portsmouth NH. To make sure she destroyed the whole city. Leaving almost no buildings standing. Then she resumed her southward trek along interstate 95.

"Hello. I'm Tim Armstrong. Reporting to you live from somewhere in the danger zone. As you can see, people are still leaving. All the roads are jammed with cars. Let's go up to one."
Tim went up to a blue Chevrolet. It held a family of four.
"Hello, my name is Tim Armstrong. And you folks are?"
"Were the White family. Man I should have left earlier. Never dreamed the road would be this jammed."
"Are we going to be on the news Daddy?"Tammy white asked.
"You're already are, little lady."
Then the ground began to shake. Everyone turned to the north. Slaughter was approaching fast. Destroying everything in sight.
"That does it. Everyone out of the car. Were going to run for it."
Tim soon found himself in a flood of Humanity. For everyone was abandoning their cars. He tried fallowing the Whites for he interested in their fate. But he soon lost them in the crowd. Tim then turned his attention to Slaughter. She was stamping her feet a lot. The image of a person stepping on ants came to mind. Except it was people and buildings she was crushing not ants.

"Now I know what an ant feels like." Were the words that came to Ms. White mind as she and her family. Which consisted of her, her husband and two kids, Sue and Mike. Tried to get away. Slaughter was a lot faster than them though. Slaughter feet came crashing down, in front of them. Crushing dozens of people. The Whites got scattered. Slaughter feet came down again, crushing Sue and her daddy. Ms. White and Mike ran for a while, until Mike fell into one of Slaughter footprints. The print was deep, and Mike ended up braking his leg on the way down. Ms. White climbed in after her son.

For some reason Slaughter, noticed the White's in one of her foot prints. She bends down for a closer look.
"Ah, isn't that sweet. You're trying to help your son."
"Leave us alone. " Ms. White cried.
Slaughter response was to slam her fist down on poor Ms. White and her son Mike.

Slaughter had a plan for the greater Boston area. She was noticing that her prey was getting away. She wanted to trap as many people as possible in the Boston area. She dug a deep trench, around the urban blob that was Boston and its suburb. This trench roughly fallowed the Yankee Division Highway. It was hundreds of feet wide and hundreds deep. This greatly slowed the stream of people, leaving the greater Boston area. Slaughter then went in for the kill. She brought out her Juicer.

Tom and Tina were seeing the sights. When they felt, the ground began to shake. Looking to the south, they saw Famine. She was going from potato farm to potato farm, eating all the potatoes.
"So much for you theory. That PEI would be too small to attract a goddess attention."
"So I was wrong. Sue me. Although we should move on. Were standing less then a kilometer from a farm."
Famine was getting closer and closer. She looked like a mountain towering over the farms. Tom and Tina got into their cars and drove off, but Prince Edward Islands roads are not build for speed. They didn't get very far, before Famine was upon them. While Famine was after crops not people, that stop her from crushing people. Tim watched in horror as her body appeared in from of him. He slammed on the brakes but ended up crashing into her ankle. Wrecking the car. Fortunately Tom only got a few scrapes.

Tina seeing Tom was in trouble, turned around and went to help him.
"Forget, what you got in the car we need to get out of here."
"But we need those supplies."
"Come with me now. Or be left behind."
Part of Tom, wanted to stay and watch Famine at work. But he also liked Tina, so he got in her car. Tina then drove off has fast as she could. While Famine continued her feeding frenzy.

By mid afternoon, it was hard to tell where Boston had been. Not one city block was intact. And hundreds of thousands lay dead. Slaughter first act, had been to put 60,000 people threw her juicer, and then drink their blood. Then she when on a rampage, sparing nothing. World famous universities and collages like Harvard and the Mass inst. of tech were destroyed in minutes. Historic sites became history under Slaughter. But not a tear did, she shed. Quite the opposite the more people she killed, the happier she became.

When Slaughter was finished with greater Boston, she then fallowed the 95 to Rhode Island. Once there she destroyed the city of Providence. Then resumed fallowing interstate 95. Getting ever closer to New York City.

After lingering in southern Ontario for a couple of hours. Conquest decided to resume her cross Canada trek. She headed north west, and after going through lake Huron she ended up in Saulte Ste. Marie. From there she fallowed the Trans-Canada westwards.

While this going on, Canada was without a real leader. The deputy prime minister was now in charge of the county. But he was too chicken to confront Conquest. Instead all efforts were made to help people who survived Conquest passing.

In the states, the American president the cabinet and his generals, debated their next move.
President: Should we launch another attack on slaughter?
Cabinet: " With what? Our last attack barely slowed her."
Generals: "We have yet to use chemical weapons. Or our nuclear weapons on her."
President: "There no guarantee these weapons would work. Besides she moving through highly populated areas. The civilian casualties would be great."
Cabinet: "Speaking of Civilians. What if Slaughter not satisfied with New York City. The city of Philadelphia is not that far from her. It could be at risk."
Generals: "Her goal seems to be, kill as many people as possible. Every large city could be at risk."
President: "I'm I supposed to tell the American people to abandon their cities? We already lost Boston to her, not to mention many other smaller cities."
Cabinet: "Tell the people to consider leaving the cities in the mid Atlantic States. We hate to bring this up, but what about Conquest and Famine?"
President: "There not on American soil soil."
Generals: "True at last report, Conquest was in Ontario. Famine in the Martimes."
President: "We'll let the Candians deal with them. For Slaughter the greater treat to us."

Slaughter paused for a break in New Haven Connecticut. She got out her laptop.
People slaughtered
Day 2 1,820,567

"Yes, I broke the million marks. And I've yet to reach New York City." Slaughter then got up and resumed her journey. For it was already three in the afternoon and she wanted to level as much of New York as possible by nightfall.

Conquest fallowed the trans-Canada westward, she acted like she was a tourist. Causing relatively little damage. Expect when she went through cities and towns. People in the prairie provinces were surprised to see her. They didn't feel they would be a target. The primer of Manitoba was actually in Winnipeg, was she arrived.
"Spare my province. " The primer begged.
"No can do." Conquest replied. She then added the primer of Manitoba to her collection. Conquests then went on to level downtown Winnipeg. Then she moved onto Winnipeg international airports. Which became toast after a few good foot stomping. Satisfied she headed west.

To be continued

Part 6

Of the seven million people that lived in New York City. Only three million were left in town. When Slaughter arrived. The rest had managed to flee. New Yorkers watched in dismay as Slaughter approached from the east. The city of Stamford, and the cities to the north of New York, were the first to get destroyed. Then she moved onto Manhattan.

Slaughter was delighted to discover that most of the skyscrapers, didn't even come to her knees. Even the world trade and Center towers the tallest buildings in New York came up too just past her knees. She treated it no differently than the other skyscrapers she crushed it, with her bare hands. When she got to the united nations headquarters. The diplomats tried to reason with her. The secretary general of United nations himself, went out to reason with her.
"There no need for this slaughter. We can find a diplomatic solution."
Slaughter burst out laughing.
"You're poor fools. Don't you realize there are times when, might is right?"
"We at the United Nations believe in peace."
"Here what I think of peace." Slaughter then took the United nations headquarters, and crushed it like was a cigarette. Then she crushed the secretary general who was too stunned to resist.

After she had finished crushing every skyscraper in Manhattan, she then when to the Statute of Liberty. To Slaughter the statue was a tiny figurine.
"Hello, shorty. Your reign over this city is over." She then lifted the whole statute of the ground. Then just like she was throwing a baseball, she threw the statue of liberty, far inland. Slaughter then went to Brooklyn to resume the destruction of New York City.

It was just another day, in Danville Pennsylvania. Philip Morris was enjoying an afternoon in the park. He figured Danville was too small to attract a goddess attention. Then he noticed the statue of Liberty coming right at him.
"What the F***" he cried The statute then crashed down in the middle of the park. Braking into a million pieces. Philip and the town got buried in rubble.
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Conquest was disappointed to find people trying to flee Regina.
"Don't you people know there no where to run?" Conquest tried to find to primer of Saskatchewan but he had already fled. Disappointed she moved onto Alberta.

When she got to Alberta. A messenger came to her.
"Oh a great goddess. Please come to Edmonton. Your loyal subjects await your arrival."
"A city actually inviting me to come? I gladly accept the invitation."

Steven Black mayor of Edmonton was outraged that an invitation was sent to Conquest. It was bad enough that his city was crawling with GTS lovers. But to invite the enemy?
"Call the police. Those GTS lovers have gone too far. They demonstrated there against the Human Race. I want them thrown in jail now."

When Conquest arrived in Edmonton. She found the city engaged in battle. With the anti giantess forces lead by Mayor Black winning.
"What's going on here? Why are my subjects fighting?"
The mayor noticing Conquest for the first time. When up to her and said,
"The invitation sent to you was in error. Your supporters have been shot and jailed as we speak. There is nothing for you here."
"That what you think bub." She then sent her fist slamming down the mayor. Spilling his guts all over the place. Then she jioned the battle., on the GTS lovers side. Within 30 minutes the battle was over. With Conquest winning.

"All hail Conquest." The victorious GTS lovers cried. They then began to worship her. Conquest was very flattered. She decided to spend the rest of the day in Alberta.

Evening found Slaughter in Long island. She had a busy afternoon. Brooklyn and Queens took time to destroy, Then there were the many long island cities and towns. She got out her day planner. She had a busy day planned for tomorrow. For she had to be in Washington, D.C. by the next afternoon, and she planned to wreck the cities along the way. She then headed for Staten Island, which had so far been spared destruction. When she got there, she cleared herself a place to sleep. Then she checked the death count for the day.

People Slaughtered
day 2 4,290,780

"May all my days be as productive. " Slaughter said to herself as she went to sleep.

Tom and Tina spent the night in what used to be a farm. Not one farm in Prince Edward Island survived Famine passing. Still, hungry Famine moved onto New Brunswick.

They spent some time listening to the news on the radio, but it was not encouraging. Alberta had gone pro goddesses. New Brunswick lost most of its farms to Famine within hours. Boston and New York City fell without the military firing a single shot. Not that it would have mattered, but Tom and Tina were started to feel that Humanity had given up hope, at least in North America. Then they began to discuss their own situation.

"What are we going to do now? Our food supplies are not going to last forever."
"Hope, Famine spares some farms so we can buy food."
"That's sound like we need to get new jobs. But with the world going to pot. Jobs are going to be hard to come by."
"I just had a thought. Death is supposed to show up in Nova Scotia tomorrow. Maybe we won't live past tomorrow."
"That's a depressing thought. But there's nothing we can do about it. "

The American president debated his options. He could order that chemical and nuclear weapons be used on Slaughter. But they would kill thousands or millions of people. On the other hand Slaughter had killed millions already. If he did nothing, millions would die, anyway. Did he really have anything to lose?
"May the future generation of Humanity forgive me." He then called up his generals. And ordered they to use their chemical weapons on Slaughter and if they didn't work. Use nukes as a last resort.

Very few people were left in the New York City area, by the time the military launched their pre dawn attack. Great clouds of toxic gases, when sent at Slaughter. This was fallowed up by trucks and helicopters spraying her with deadly chemicals.

Slaughter was not pleased she was sleeping soundly, when the attack began. The gases and chemicals irritating her and left a bad taste in her mouth. Slaughter got up and stumbled into the Atlantic Ocean. Further and further she went, until she got deep enough to wash off the chemicals, she had been sprayed with. Then she went back to Staten Island. The military gave her another dose of gas and chemicals. But other than irritating Slaughter, they had no effect.

General Whitewater, was in charge of the operation. He watched the attack with dismay. Then he decided to call the president.
"Mr president, our attack using chemical's weapon has failed. Permission to fire a H-bomb at her."
"Permission granted. Good luck general."
Whitewater then ordered his men to fall back. They were going to go nuclear. And they had to get out of the fallout zone.

Slaughter watched the military retreat. She thought about pursuing them but wanted to save her strength. Then she spotted a plane coming at her. Then the plane fired a missile
"What now?" Slaughter asked. Just as the H-bomb crashed into her chest and exploded.

To be continued

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