Global Protectors – All Fall Down
By Marcus Lycus
Welcome back to the final Global Protectors story. The end is here! Worlds will live and worlds will die and something, something…
Legal Horrors – The Global Protectors and Dynamo are copyright, trademark etc. of Doctor Droid (www.superstories.org/droidzone) and are used with his permission. Other characters and text are copyright Marcus Lycus.
This story is meant for people over the age of 18, please don’t read it if you are younger than that. Any resemblance between characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental of course.
And finally, please e-mail me with any comments, complaints or suggestions. Remember feedback leads to more stories!
Marcus Lycus
December 2006
Part 5 – Down Under Brought Down
Robyn Barton stepped from the shower completely naked. She stopped to smile at her reflection in the mirror and cock her head in that innocent but coy way that drove men mad. Then she frowned, it reminded her of one of those pictures from Meatrack. The one where she gave the same smile wearing torn shreds of her costume while a group of men dressed as supervillains leered at her.
She shook her head. She had to stop obsessing about that one little incident. The public had moved on. Now if Maple Leaf would just stop harassing her about it and start sending her on missions again, things would be back to normal. With Rising Sun off in Japan and the team’s money trouble, they needed Aussie Girl out there fighting crime and getting magazine covers!
And she definitely could get those covers. Although she was over twenty now her body was a taut and firm as when she was a teenager and got her powers. Unlike some Protectors she was a natural blond, her long flowing hair framed her heart shaped face and rosy cheeks. She pulled on her skimpy indigo costume modeled on the Australian flag. A Union Jack covered her ripe breasts and a constellation of white stars decorated her stomach and crotch. It was cut high on her hips and her butt, almost like a thong. Like the other Global Protector costumes hers left her firm shoulders and arms bare. On her feet were high-heeled indigo boots with Union Jacks and white stars on the outer sides. On her forearms were the heavy 8” long bracelets all of the heroines wear and on her throat she locked in place a metal chocker. She hated those last accessories. The bracelets held her communicators and the chocker had the GPS locator. She knew why they were important, and she knew why they had to be hard to remove but they always felt like shackles chaining her to Maple leaf and her stupid rules.
These days all of Aussie Girl’s projects and public appearances had to be cleared through Maple Leaf and in public she could only give canned remarks from the Global Protector’s publicity office. Even her combat quips were scripted these days. Aussie Girl was spending hours just memorizing what she had to say.
“Lucky I have all this free time” she grumbled. Most of her week was still taken up with monitor duty while those glory hounds Star and La Sola were getting all the press. At least today Aussie Girl would get out of the subbasement and do a public performance, too bad it was for…
***
“The Disney Store® is a great, wholesome institution where boys and girls can buy their favorite Disney® products based on their favorite Disney® characters and toys, including the new Global Protectors® action figures! So on behalf of the Global Protectors® and Walt Disney Omnimedia International® I welcome you to the new Lone Pines Mall® Disney Store®!”
Aussie Girl smiled as wide as she could and gave her all in that brief speech. She knew Maple Leaf (or, more likely, some intern in the PR department) would review the tape and Aussie’s only hope of ever getting out of these crap jobs was to show she could do better.
Soon she was at a table signing autographs. Disney Store® employees gave out photos and tried to make sure no one brought other things for her to sign. Too many ‘fans’ had tried to slip her those pictures from Meatrack.
She had just signed pictures for this group of Girl Scouts when this greasy-haired guy came up. “Hey Robyn.”
Aussie Girl froze, not sure what to do. She knew that voice; she’d heard it whispering in her ear too many times, it was Dynamo.
***
Dynamo – Once a simple car jacker, this criminal gained powerful electrical abilities after a bizarre accident with an experimental alarm system. He wears a blue spandex costume decorated with silver lightning bolts. Initially he acted like most supervillains, using his powers to shoot lighting bolts and rob banks. Later however he somehow learned to use his electrical powers in more subtle ways such as disabling alarms and shorting out devices. He is a frequent foe of the Global Protectors and claims to have slept with several of them. However these statements are probably nothing more than idle boasts of a second-rate villain. – The Kirby Guide to Villains, 2006 Edition
***
There were people all around; Aussie Girl didn’t know what to do. Dynamo was wearing civilian clothes, if she attacked him it would look like she’d attacked a random fan. She decided to play it cool.
“I-I don’t know what you mean.”
The greasy-haired villain smirked and handed her a photo. She looked down; sure enough she was naked in it. It wasn’t from Meatrack though; it was from his own collection.
“Make it out to ‘my one true love Dynamo’ okay?”
“Fuck off” she scribbled on the photo and passed it back.
“Hear you’re having some trouble these days, if you want a sympathetic ear… or other body part, you know where to find me.” He put his hand over hers, she felt the sparks. Then he walked off whistling.
Aussie Girl announced she was taking a break.
***
“Fucking asshole, fucking asshole, fucking asshole…” she muttered as she washed her hands compulsively. Dynamo had been the first villain she’d encountered, back in 2002. She and Shamrock had been captured and drugged. Aussie Girl offered herself to the villain to save her virginal teammate. And, as it happened, they had some absolutely mind-blowing sex. His electrical powers were good for a whole lot more than blasting open bank vaults, they could stimulate a woman better than any vibrator or ordinary man she’d ever found. And combined with her own superhuman stamina… well… long story short they ended up seeing each other ‘outside of work’.
One of them would email and then they’d meet up in a sleazy motel or someplace, have a day or two or of FANTASTIC sex and go their separate ways. Of course sooner or later they’d have a big super-battle and Dynamo would get arrested but they both knew the score.
And part of the deal was staying away from her outside of their little liaisons. The last thing she needed was for someone to find out about their arrangement; it would be that Stella thing all over again.
So now he wants to meet her. They hadn’t gotten together in almost a year; Aussie was starting to think she was done with that shit, that she’d moved on. But… The thought of doing the nasty with Dynamo just would not leave her mind. That would show fucking Maple Leaf what she thought of her rules.
But no. It was just a bad idea.
Really.
She walked back and smiled at the giggling school girls waiting for their autographs.
***
Hours later she was back at the Gaea Building checking her email. After deleting all the articles on metahuman biology that Val forwarded, the various solicitations from the Global Protectors donors (as if a heroine would ever stoop to sleeping with some executive for money) and Maple Leaf’s daily reports on each member’s media presence (Aussie Girl already knew she’d done nothing newsworthy in months) she started to sort through the dozens of messages that might actually be relevant. Then she had a stack of reports to write, fan letters to sign and she had to write a speech for Maple Leaf’s appearance at the Women’s Holistic International Niceness Enterprise (WHINE) dinner.
The door opened and Emily, the Global Protector’s office manager, ducked in. “Hey luv. You have to show some Malaysian donors around the headquarters.”
“What the fuck?! Since when do I take orders from you?”
“Huh? Sorry but Maple Leaf asked me to-“
“Yeah well fucking Maple Leaf has to learn I can’t spend half the fucking day at the Disney Store, come back to find a dozen assignments and still have time to show some fucking rich dicks around our headquarters OK!”
“Geeze, Robyn, chill out.”
“Sorry Emily, I just… I’ve got a lot on my mind okay.”
“I’ll say. Sounds like you need a break, why don’t go out and have some fun, I’ll show the Malaysians around and all this will still be here later.”
“Y’know, you’re right, fuck all of this, I’m out of here. Thanks Emily.”
“No problem, you just have a good time.” The spunky English girl beamed.
***
And so the youngest Global Protector arrived at the E-Z Come Motor Lodge outside of town, the scene of her last few liaisons with Dynamo. The place was gross; it rented rooms by the hour for hookers, adulterers and drug dealers. It disgusted Aussie Girl but they took cash and didn’t pay too much attention to who came and went. Besides, who would look for America’s nineteenth-most-popular heroine in a place like that?
She was careful not to be seen and landed behind the hotel. She opened her gym bag and put on a trench coat to hide her indigo costume and slipped into the parking lot. Then she walked up the piss-scented stairs to room 23, their usual, and knocked on the door.
Inside Dynamo smiled. He’d gotten the call from call from Wolfe’s people tracking her signal device. He’d had more than enough time to shoo out the hooker dressed as Ultrawoman. Then the desk clerk called him and said he saw a flying girl land behind the motel.
Dynamo took his position.
***
“Hey babe” before Aussie Girl could even say a word he was on her. He was waiting by the door and grabbed her from behind before she noticed him. One hand went over her mouth; the other mauled her firm breasts through the thin spandex costume. He kissed her neck; a light voltage ran through her body making it quiver slightly. So, it was going to be one of those nights…
He started tearing off her costume, she opened her mouth to object, those costumes cost money! Money she didn’t have! But Dynamo clamped his lips over hers and upped the current running through her breasts and pussy. Aussie Girl forgot all about money as the first orgasm hit her.
***
They were lying on the filthy sheets smoking cigarettes before they finally talked.
“Damn Robyn, you must have really needed that.”
“Fuck you.”
“I mean you went off like a firecracker, haven’t seen you like this since that first time way back when-“
“When you kidnapped me and Shamrock?”
“Hey I thought we weren’t gonna talk about that anymore.”
“Screw you.”
“If you say so…” He roughly pulled her on top of him and they began round two.
***
They were lying on the filthy sheets smoking cigarettes again when the conversation continued.
“Yeah, I guess I did need that.”
“Trouble at work?”
“You might say that. Yeah. Maple Leaf is still being a megabitch about that magazine thing.”
“Hey what was up with that thing anyway?”
“That was, it was a mistake okay, just drop it.”
“So it was really you huh? No mind control or photoshop or clones or nothing?”
“Course it was me you dumbass! Geeze like you couldn’t tell these from a fake.” She cupped her breasts; Dynamo leaned over and kissed them.
“So what was up with that anyway?”
“I needed the money.”
“I thought you Global Babes were all loaded.”
“You’d think but most of the money goes to the Global Protectors Foundation, most of my money came from those extreme sports videos and stuff. So when they started tanking, well I needed something new. I guess I didn’t think it through, I mean strewth! La Sola was in that European magazine and no one said anything and back home I go topless on the beach all the time!”
“Huh” Dynamo grunted as he made a note to visit Australia.
“So yeah. Now I just eat shit from Maple Leaf all week and sit at the damn computer waiting for alerts so I can sent Val or Tigress to handle them. I haven’t even been in a good fight in weeks. And did you see the latest action figure line, the Fashion Protectors? They have Maple Leaf, Tigress, La Sola, and two versions of Star! The second one was supposed to be me but they just repainted it and made it a Star figure! How am I supposed to make a comeback without an action figure?!”
“So why don’t you just go and get some money?”
“That’s what I was trying to do damnit!”
“Nah, not make some money, I mean get some money.”
“You mean your way? No thanks.”
“Hey let me show you something.” He walked over to a duffle bag and tossed it to her. Aussie caught it easily and looked inside; it was full of $100 bills. Involuntarily she let out a low whistle; this bag could take care of a lot of her debts. “How did you? I mean I haven’t heard of you pulling any jobs lately.”
“Yeah well I’ve gotten smart. No more daylight bank robberies, I’m real good with alarms and electronic locks now, I can get into a place, clean it out and no one will know till the next day. And after that, hey, do you think Mega Bank is gonna admit someone walked into their fancy electronic vault and stole from it? They just file the insurance and keep it out of the papers. No one gets hurt, not even the bank.”
“Really…”
“Course my main problem is carrying the loot. I’m a big guy but that money gets heavy. Course if I had a partner, maybe one with super strength…”
“Um…” Aussie bit her lip.
Dynamo moved his hand onto her breasts…
***
A few days after that…
“…and after I’m the one who acted as bait for Red Jack she accuses me of being chicken?! Can you believe that?”
“Sucks all right, what kind of reward is that for being one of the good guys?”
“Yeah! Almost makes me wonder why I bother…”
***
And then…
“So I look at the scanner and see this guy with a big swastika on his chest flying towards Megapolis and I’m like HEY! It’s a Nazi supervillain!”
“Course, what else could it be?”
“So I fly out there and kick his ass and haul him back to the Gaea Building and Maple Leaf chews me out. Turns out he’s this Buddhist hero named the Silver Swastika, guardian of Karma. He was coming to speak at the World Peace Institute.”
“But there’s no way you could have known that.”
“Exactly! Oh Dino it’s so unfair…”
***
Finally…
“I’ve had it. So she sends me to this opening and wouldn’t you know it’s an Outback Steak House and I’m like HELLO! I’m a vegetarian! And then the owner is all like ‘doesn’t look like it in this picture’ and in front of everyone he takes out this picture from that Meatrack issue with me and a guy’s thing in my mouth. So I rip it up and shove it in his mouth and fly off. And now Maple Leaf is going to dock my stipend and put me on monitor duty for a month.”
“Harsh.”
“So you know something, fuck her, fuck them all, I want to do something nasty.”
“Thought we just did something nasty sweet cheeks.”
“You know what I mean.”
***
And so the next night…
“OK Aussie-“
“Thunder Girl”
“Right Thunder Girl, the alarm’s down but this vault has a mechanical lock. You’re gonna have to rip it open.”
“Um…” Even with her new costume Aussie Girl felt very exposed. She was wearing a version of Dynamo’s suit, dark blue spandex decorated with white lightning bolts. She’d added a hood, a full face mask and a black pony tail down the back to distract people. Only her mouth was exposed and she doubted even the most obsessive Global Protector fan could identify her by her lips, though just to be sure she wore black lipstick.
She was sweating under the suit; Dynamo had promised all she had to do was carry some of the loot. He’d promised! She knew she should turn and run now, she hadn’t done anything yet, she could fly home and… and wait for the bank to repossess her bed. She swallowed and nodded. It was just a vault door, she was wearing gloves and the cameras were shorted out. She could do this.
So she did.
They spent the rest of the night at the penthouse suite of the Megapolis Palace making love on top of $100 bills.
The next morning she left at 7 am to take over monitor duty.
***
Aussie Girl sweated through the morning meeting. Maple Leaf talked about the ratings of their Saturday morning cartoon and La Sola’s new gig as a judge on American Idol. Valkyrie talked about her experiments to activate Emily’s powers. Tigress talked about beating Bruticus single-handedly. Shamrock had nothing to say. Star was late and left early. No one mentioned a bank robbery or Dynamo’s new partner.
***
That afternoon Aussie Girl saw her accountant. She explained the money away saying it was donations from grateful fans in Australia.
***
But three nights after that…
“You can stop right there sugar, you’re busted.”
A red, white and blue clad blonde stepped from the shadows and smiled at the two villains.
“STAR!” Aussie Girl blurted out.
“Yeah, that’s right girl, the one and only sensational Star herself! You’re facing America’s greatest heroine now, not some two-bit foreign import heroine like you’re used to.”
“Oh God…” Thunder Girl whispered to herself.
“What? Did you really think you could rob one of my sponsors without me doing something about it? You’re busted Dyna-blow, you and your anorexic hench-slut too!”
“Oh geeze…” Thunder Girl muttered.
Star smiled showing off six figures worth of cosmetic dentistry. “Now y’all gonna come along quietly or do I have to get rough?” She went into a fighting stance her fight choreographer taught her. It wasn’t a very useful but it made her look tough.
“Dynamo, let’s forget it OK, just get out of here!” Thunder Girl whispered to her partner. “Uh, I guess…” The villain muttered.
“Running away huh? Typical. And hey is that an English accent? I bet you’re still scared from that time we had to save your asses in World War II! If it wasn’t for us you’d all be speaking German y’know.”
“What the FUCK! Can’t you even tell an Aussie accent you dumb bitch! And like you’re fooling anyone with your dark roots!”
Star scowled and made a note to fire her stylist. “Aussie huh? I know from experience your kind are all drunk sluts-“
“You stuck up bitch!” Thunder Girl shouted. Dynamo grabbed her arms and pulled her back. “Hey sweetie, we’re leaving right? Remember? No fights with the Global Protectors?”
“No way Jose!” Star shouted. “No body escapes from Star! You're gonna see stars cause it's LIGHTS OUT!" Star chuckled at her own joke (she'd paid a scriptwriter for a list of them) and slugged the slim blonde. Thunder Girl was knocked across the room. Then Star turned to face Dynamo himself. "OK Dyna-blow now it's just you and me and only one of us will walk away from this and it's not going to be… um, you, it's not going to be you!" The Electric villain just laughed.
"Fuck you OK! I'll get it right for the reporters!"
"That ain't it honey” Dynamo snickered. “Look behind you."
"Yeah like I'm gonna fall for that old OW! Hey!" Star stumbled as Thunder Girl's fists connected with her head. "Who's seeing stars now bitch?" Thunder Girl yelled as she punched Star in the face three times. "Two-bit foreign heroines huh?" Thunder Girl savagely kicked Star between the legs and rammed her teammate's face into the concrete walls. "Bitch!" she yelled again as Star's unconscious body fell to the ground.
“Uh Aussie-“
“Thunder Girl damnit! Call me Thunder Girl you moron!”
“Uh Thunder Girl maybe we should go and stuff.”
“Fuck that! We’re here, she’s out, let’s get what we came for.”
“Uh, OK.”
“Strewth, let’s leave this cunt a nice surprise too.”
***
Some cops found Star the next morning. She had a black eye, the word ‘cunt’ written across her forehead and her costume pulled down off her breasts. The words ‘fake boobs’ were written across them. The cops said they immediately covered her up and wiped the offending words off her head. None of them could explain how dozens of pictures ended up on the internet the next day.
***
At the Global Protectors’ daily meeting the incident was thoroughly discussed.
“So Star what exactly were you thinking?” Maple Leaf asked her voice dripping with scorn.
“Well I got an anonymous tip that Dynamo was going to rob that bank and set up an ambush, y’know.”
“Uh-huh. And what made you think you could take him alone, or that you should go out on a case without telling us?”
“Well… uh… y’know… I haven’t really had too many of my own busts lately and…”
“And you didn’t make one last night either.”
“Yeah, um…”
“And the bank?”
“They, uh, dropped their sponsorship. But like that’s totally not related, they said they’re looking in other directions.”
“So the bank gets robbed, the team gets humiliated AND we lose a sponsor because you wanted to make a bust, is that about right?”
“Hey! I’m like totally the victim here!”
“Four weeks monitor duty.”
“What!”
“Four weeks monitor duty, maybe that will remind you about the value of teamwork. Aussie Girl-“
“What!?” The Australian heroine’s eyes went wide.
“Have you heard about any Australians working with Dynamo? Anyone with super strength or anything?”
“Um, uh, no, no one like that. No one at all…”
“It is possible the assailant was actually English as Star first assumed. She may have claimed to be Australian to throw us off.” Valkyrie added.
“Uh, yeah, that’s probably it.”
“Hmmm, OK Val put together a list of known British, Irish, Australian and New Zealander villainesses with super strength. We’ll work from there.”
After the meeting ended Aussie Girl ran for the bathroom and threw up.
***
“That was way too close Dino, that’s it, I’m done.”
“I guess if that’s how you feel…”
“It is.”
“Course I just got this hot tip about Amalgamated Tobacco. Seems their CEO is bribing these guys in Brazil so he can buy some land in the Amazon rainforest to turn into a new tobacco farm and is paying in cash.”
“A tobacco millionaire is cutting down the rainforest?!”
“Yup, course if something happens to the armored car the whole deal is off.”
“Well…”
“Come on, one more job, for a good cause?”
“OK…”
“Now come to bed honey.”
***
One week later…
“Val any no progress on identifying this Thunder Girl chick?”
“Nothing Maple Leaf. There is no Australian, British or New Zealander villainess who match her profile. The closest I’ve found is the mysterious villainess Blackstar we ran into last year. She was also prone to irrational fits of rage but had a clear American accent.”
“Hmm, it might be the same woman; maybe she’s disguising her voice. We never found out who Blackstar was did we?”
“No, Night Bat caught her but never turned her into the police or revealed her identity.”
“Well that’s fishy right there; we can try and contact him…”
Star hastily interrupted. “I don’t think so boss lady. Things have gotta be pretty strained between us and him after the way our Global Protectors III - The Last Battle buried his Nightbat Begins movie.”
“True… true…”
“Plus he’s gotten more anti-social over the last few years, all the Avenging League of Justice say so, they’ve started calling him the Nightbat-dick.” Star winced as she said this and unconsciously rubbed her ass. “Besides that Blackstar bitch is ancient history, I’m sure it’s not the same chick. I mean look at the pictures, it’s obvious Blackstar has much nicer boobs.”
Maple Leaf frowned, Star was right, linking Thunder Girl to Blackstar was a stretch. But it wasn’t like Star to contribute this much to a meeting. Maybe the spoiled American heroine was finally starting to take her crime-fighting as seriously as her recording career.
“OK then, with that case stalled let’s start looking at our quarterly merchandise sales…”
Aussie Girl and Star both breathed sighs of relief.
***
“So what you’re saying is they didn’t figure nothing out.” Dynamo said to the naked blonde lying next to him.
“No, no, I’m saying someone’s gonna figure it out soon. I think I’ll just quit now while I’m ahead. Fucking Thunder Girl can go down as another unsolved case.”
“What about us?”
“What about us Dynamo? There is no ‘us’ there never was! Just two people enjoying each other’s company on neutral ground. That’s the deal.”
“And now you’re saying it’s over.”
“No I’m saying it never started. OK Dynamo? Is that clear enough for you? You can go pull some jobs in Miami or somewhere, I don’t care. Just get out of town and we’ll forget this ever happened.”
“Till you get horny again huh? Then you’ll be calling me up for some more villain sex, just like the last four times you said it was over.”
“Y’know Dynamo that’s so not going to happen this time. I’m more mature now, I’m twenty. I’m in college. I don’t need this anymore.”
His hand crept down and started stroking her pubic hair, shaved into a neat landing strip. Sparks flew.
“Well in that case we’d better make tonight special huh?”
Aussie Girl squirmed closer to her villainous lover.
“Guess we’d better do that.” She wrapped her strong legs around his hips and climbed on top. One last time.
And it was special.
Hours later Aussie Girl collapsed into a deep, dreamless sleep.
***
“Emily! Have you seen Aussie Girl?” Maple Leaf called out to the Global Protector’s office manager.
“No, I think she started her vacation.”
“Her what? Doesn’t she know I have to approve all leave requests?”
“Didn’t you? It was in the system with your approval.”
Maple Leaf frowned and checked the computer. There is was, 4 weeks leave for Aussie Girl to work on personal projects. With her digital signature, dated three months ago.
“Oh, right, of course. Must have slipped my mind… You can go now.”
Maple Leaf stared at the screen for a while. She had no memory of this request at all. None. But there it was. It was more than a year since they found out their last office manager was a traitor, since then the team had significantly tightened computer security. Their new system was supposed to be foolproof. Rising Sun had designed it herself.
Therefore she must have really approved it.
And forgotten.
She grunted and got back to work. With Aussie Girl on leave who the hell could she get to work on this Thunder Girl case?
***
“AHHH!” Aussie Girl’s screams echoed throughout the lair. “G-god damn you, you fucking- AHHH!” She screamed again.
Dynamo removed his hand from her skull and consulted his dog-eared copy of Brainwashing for Dummies while he drank another Gatorade. This was thirsty work.
Aussie Girl had awoken chained to some kind of table. She was naked of course.
The main part of the table was about the size of her body and head but with wooden extensions for her arms and legs. The arm extensions were out at 45 degree angles and so were the leg extensions. The wood against her back was rough, she could feel splinters digging into her tender skin. There was a bump at the small of her back that forced her chest upwards and made her round breasts stick out. Leather cuffs were locked around her slender wrists and ankles, and a padded collar around her neck. The only movement she was free to do was squirm. The cuffs were attached to chains that threaded through metal eyes on the end of the table and vanished somewhere under it. The chains were pulled uncomfortably tight, stretching her long limbs.
The most frustrating thing was knowing she could smash this whole apparatus like toothpicks if she wasn’t tired out from her night with Dynamo.
For the last few hours he had been using his electric powers on her, shocking her body and forcing her to convulse and writhe under his touch. At first she’d refused to scream, or to speak to him but after a while her resolve had weakened. She alternated between cursing him and screaming in pain. Now she was just happy to have a few minutes of relief.
She was covered in sweat both from Dynamo’s electrical tortures and from the heat. He’d put some heat lamps, like the ones they use in McDeath over her. She felt like she was being slowly roasted. In her mind she knew the heat, the dehydration and the pain were there to wear her down, to soften her up but it didn’t help. She could feel it in her body, she wanted him to stop. She’d do anything if he would stop. She had to keep biting her tongue to keep herself from saying it.
Dynamo finished checking his book and returned to Aussie. He held his gatoraide bottle over his head and swirled it around. Aussie Girl’s mouth opened her and her dry tongue licked her lips.
“Want some?”
“Puh…lee” she started to mumble but caught her self. “Fuh-FUCK YOU!”
“We’ll get to that, in just a bit.” He upended the bottle and poured it on her breasts. She twisted her head and tried frantically to lick some but failed miserably.
“Now tell me, what’s your name?”
“Eat shit!”
Dynamo sighed. He reached into his bag and took out a Global Protector’s trading card, Aussie Girl’s rookie card from 2002. “Says here you’re supposed to be pretty agile right? This flexible gymnast and shit.”
“What you got a gutful of piss or something? You know that’s fair dinkum!”
Dynamo ignored the incomprehensible Australian slang and checked his pile of email printouts. “Well let’s see how flexible Aussie Girl is.” He reached under the table and turned a crank. The two boards holding her legs started to move out, stretching her legs bit by bit. Aussie Girl squirmed uncomfortably. He turned the wheel again, Aussie Girl winced. Her legs were now pulled outwards 60 degrees and her tendons were standing out under her skin. He turned the wheel again and again. “Egh!” She cried. Her legs were stretched to their limits, she could feel her muscles stretched as tight as guitar strings, ready to snap. She saw Dynamo reaching under the table again.
Time slowed almost to a half for the tormented girl. She could almost see an angel and a devil on her shoulders whispering advice.
“You have to resist him, don’t give him the satisfaction! You’re a heroine! Heroines never give up!”
And on the other shoulder; “Strwth! It’s not like you asked for these powers, you just woke up one morning and BOOM now you’re the great heroine Aussie Girl! And you sure as hell never signed up to be tortured.”
The thing was while the angel voice sounded a lot like Maple Leaf, the devil voice, well it sounded a lot like Robyn’s own voice. And she knew who she should listen to.
“Dino wait! WAIT!”
“Yeah?”
“Wuh… what do you want? Please, juh-just tell me what you want? You don’t have to hurt me.”
“Well for starters I need you to say your name.”
“My name?”
He gave the crank half a twist, she screamed. “ROBYN! ROBYN BARTON!”
“Wrong answer.” He twisted it a bit more.
“AUSSIE GIRL! I’m fucking Aussie Girl! What do you want?”
“Wrong.” He gave the crank a full turn. She screamed as her long legs were forced to spay outwards at 90 degrees, perpendicular to her body. Aussie Girl panted and convulsed for a minute, her body twisting and writhing in pain. Dynamo looked down and grinned.
“That’s what I like when I bang you, watching your titties shake like jello.” He slapped them and made them sake some more. “You’re so fucking hot Thunder Girl.”
“Tuh…”
He massaged her abused pussy with his hand and ran a light, stimulating current through it. “Now say your name.”
“Tuh… THUNDER GIRL!” She screamed.
“That’s good.” He relaxed the crank a bit more then leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Now say it again.”
“I’m… I’m Thunder Girl.”
“Are you Aussie Girl?”
“Yeah I’m –AHHH!” He turned the crank again, now her legs were perpendicular her body spread in a painful, humiliating split. Robyn was sure it would cripple her!
“NO! NO! I’m not Aussie Girl! I’m NOT! Please Dino, please, please, please…”
He turned the crank back a bit, the girl sighed in relief. Dino kissed her again, this time on the lips while his hand rubbed her breasts sending a pleasant current through them. The blond sighed in relief. He took out another bottle of gatoraide and lowered it to her lips, she drank eagerly. It tasted a bit funny but she didn’t care.
“That’s good Thunder Girl, that’s real good. I don’t want to hurt you Thunder Girl, I love you right? But y’see then Global Bitches, they caught you and did stuff to you, fucked with your head, and we have to get you straightened out right?”
Robyn nodded without thinking about it. Anything he said! Anything that would keep him hurting her.
“You remember what they did to you?”
“Um…”
“Yeah, I thought you might forget. This will help.”
Dynamo put a set of earphones on her head and pulled a lever under the table. The table tilted 45 degrees, now the blond girl was reclining a bit and could see something of the room. She shook her head, she felt dizzy for a second. When her vision cleared she could see all the Global Protectors. They all had their arms on their hips, their legs apart and were smiling at her in a really disturbing way.
Somewhere in the back of her mind Robyn knew she was looking at cardboard cut-outs of the team but her head was swimming. That same rational part of her mind knew it was pain and shock and dehydration and maybe drugs in that drink. But it didn’t help. That part of her was too weak and too tired.
“Now I want you to remember.” Dynamo grabbed her head roughly and shocked her viciously, Robyn screamed and he vision went white for a second. When it cleared they were there, the Global Protectors.
“Well look who we have here” Maple Leaf’s voice said. “Some dumb twat who thinks she’s a superheroine ay?” Maple Leaf slapped her in the face. Robyn winced. “Looks like another dumbass to me.”
“Screw you!” Aussie Girl shouted back.
“I have una idea muy buena!” La Sola said as she fondled Robyn’s exposed breasts. “Let’s give her to Dynamo to be his fuck toy! This punta will be good at that!”
“You’re not real!” Aussie Girl shouted, but her voice broke into a whine.
“I though you were nice, but you’re really just a whore!” Shamrock said in a sing-song voice. “You fucked Dynamo! You fucked Dynamo!”
“I was saving you, you bitch!”
Now Star and Rising Sun floated around her looking at a copy of Meatrack. “What a little slut! I guess that’s the only way she could get noticed.”
“N-no!”
“So weak.” Tsked Tigress. “Pathetic.”
“…no…”
“Ok poor Robyn.” Valkyrie leaned over her now a look of genuine sorrow on her face. “You’ve suffered so much.”
“V-val? Val you have to help me…”
“Oh I will, I care for you a lot you know, I care for all my girls.” Val started taking off her costume, exposing her bare breasts, her nipples were standing up like two arrows pointed at Aussie Girl.
“Val?”
She leaned down and kissed Aussie Girl, while her hands roamed the captive girl’s body. She ran her finger through Aussie Girl’s neatly trimmed bush and down, down deep between her legs. They slipped inside, Aussie screamed.
“Val! No! Val! Vuh… vuh…”
“Don’t worry Aussie, don’t worry, we do this all that time, all those times I treated you, well naturally I had some fun. Remember?”
The stimulation was too strong, Aussie Girl felt a shock cum up through her body, she gasped for air, her hips shook, her toes curled, Val’s fingers invaded her snatch, Val’s tongue invaded her mouth. “AH!” And Aussie Girl came, brought to climax by her teammate’s violation.
She opened her eyes and Val was gone. Now Star was there, leaning over her. The American took out a cigarette and lit it with a $100 bill. She blew smoke in Aussie’s eyes. “Dumbass. Remember that place in South Beach you wanted? I just bought it. And remember your video line, they just replaced it with mine. Oh, and that basketball player you were seeing? He’s mine too. But it’s no surprise, you always were a pathetic little loser.”
“…no… NO! DAMNIT! NO!”
And now another blond appeared, a bit shorter than Star or Val but with a more athletic body, she wore an indigo costume decorated with a Union Jack. “So luv, didja really think you were good enough to be Aussie Girl? You’re whole country’s ashamed of you and so am I. Robyn Barton, what a pathetic failure.”
“…no…no…”
Maple Leaf was back. “About all she’s good for is bait. Let’s feed her to Red Jack.”
“YEAH!” The others said.
“NO! Not Red Jack! Please Maple Leaf, not Red Jack! I’m sorry Maple Leaf, I’m sorry! Please…” She could see them now, pulling her legs open further and further until she screamed and writhed. And now she could see him, Red Jack, the serial killer and rapist heading for her. He was dressed in bloody rags and a filthy cape, he had two knives that he ran together making a ‘snik-snik’ noise. And between his legs was his massive engorged penis, it was lined with boney spiked ridges and aimed squarely between her legs. “I think he’s making her hot” Aussie Girl snickered.
“PLEASE STOP! HELP! PLEASE!”
The Global Protectors laughed. But Aussie Girl heard a whisper. “I can help you, but you have to say your name. Say it and I’ll come.”
“Thunder Girl?” She whispered.
“Say it! Hurry!”
“Th-THUNDER GIRL! I’m fucking THUNDER GIRL!” She screamed as Red Jack reached her. “I’m not Aussie Girl… I’m Thunder GIRL!”
And then they were gone, the Global Protectors, Red Jack, all of them. And she was free in Dynamo’s arms. They kissed. And kissed again, she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him inside her.
“I love you Dynamo…” She whispered.
“I love you Thunder Girl.” He answered. Then he knocked her out.
He still had to run her through this a half dozen more times.
***
Three days later…
“Uh… what happened?”
She way lying in some dirty sheets in a dirty room somewhere. There was a man in blue spandex across the room combing his greasy hair.
“Hey Thunder Girl! You up? That fight with Aussie Girl really whacked you huh.”
“Thunder Girl?”
“Yeah, Thunder Girl, that’s your name. Remember?”
“I… I think so… You’re like, Dynamo right?”
“Geeze, you feeling OK? Yeah, I’m Dynamo and you’re Thunder Girl, remember?”
“Dynamo? I, I love you?”
“Yes you do Thunder Girl.”
“My name is Thunder Girl.”
“That’s right Thunder Girl.”
“I’m Thunder Girl.”
The girl threw back the covers and crawled out of bed. Her head ached and she was famished. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
“Huh? My, my hair…”
“Yeah what about it?”
“Was it, was it always black?”
“Sure thing sweetie, check the carpet, if you know what I mean.”
She looked down, she was completely naked. And sure enough her pubic hairs were as black as the hair on her head. It felt odd for a second, being naked with a strange man but the feeling passed, she knew she’d been naked with this man many, many times before. He smiled and smacked his lap, she shuffled over and sat down on it, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. That felt right.
“Come on, let’s get you some breakfast Thunder Girl, then we can talk about getting back at those Global Protect-Whores.”
He poured some cereal into a bowl for her. The dark haired girl wolfed it down.
“…I hate the Global Protect-Whores…”
“Yes you do, yes you do Thunder Girl. And who do hate the most?”
“STAR!”
”Besides her.”
“Um, Aussie Girl? I, I hate Aussie Girl. I HATE AUSSIE GIRL” She slammed her fists down and broke the bowl.
“That’s right Thunder Girl, you hate Aussie Girl. She took everything away from your, your house, your money, your life.”
“She took it all away.”
“So what did you do to Aussie Girl?”
“I killed her.”
“That’s right Thunder Girl. You killed Aussie Girl.”
***
“Say Shamrock, you’re good friends with Aussie Girl, have you heard from her lately?”
“I got an email from her last week Maple Leaf, it was a little mean, she uh… uh…”
“Yes Shamrock I’m sure it was upsetting. But have you heard from her since then?”
“No, why?”
“She stopped answering my emails and none of her family in Australia know where she is. Even her GPS locator is off.”
“Oh no! You don’t think something happened to her do you?”
“Huh? No I figure she’s just goofing off somewhere instead of working on publicity projects like she’s supposed to. Did she tell you where she was going?”
“No, she never even told me she was going on leave! That’s not like her at all! Maple Leaf I have a really bad feeling about this-“
“Right Shamrock, whatever Shamrock, let me know if you hear from her.”
***
Dynamo maneuvered the black Hummer 2 through the shopping mall parking lot. A new jewelry store had opened and he wanted to case the joint for tonight. Thunder Girl was sitting next to him humming along with her ‘special’ ipod. His mysterious benefactor Mr. Senior gave it to him and said it puts out subliminal messages and stops her from remembering who she really is. The tunes sounded like lame pop music to him but as long as it kept Aussie in his bed he was happy.
They turned a corner and saw the banner hanging over the platform.
“Today Only! Star signs her new calendar!”
Dynamo tried to turn around but Thunder Girl had already seen it. She tore off her shirt and put on her mask.
“Hey babe, don’t be doing something crazy now-“
Shattered glass showered Dynamo as the girl flew through the windshield screaming.
“Star you fucking bitch! I’ll kill you just like I killed Aussie Girl!”
“Huh?” Was all the American heroine had time to say before Thunder Girl flew at her and unleashed a flurry of blows.
Back in the car Dynamo watched for a second and then ran. The crazy bitch was on her own!
Star was knocked off the stage into the parking lot behind. She landed in the bed of a pick-up truck. Still screaming “Kill you!” Thunder Girl landed heels first on Star’s stomach. Thunder Girl’s stiletto heels shattered when she hit. The American heroine coughed up a bit of blood. Thunder Girl picked up her up by her dyed hair and punched her across the face again, sending Star flying back into the stage. The wooden platform shattered in the impact and Star disappeared in the darkness. The audience waited breathlessly for their favorite heroine to rise again and smite the evil-doer but nothing happened.
“Didja see that everyone?” She bellowed to the cameras. “I just killed Star, just like I killed Aussie Girl, just like I’m gonna kill all them Global Protect-Whores! You hear me? I hate the Global Protect-Whores! Especially Aussie Girl!”
Then she launched herself into the air and her sonic boom shattered all the glass in the parking lot.
Finally Star crawled out of the wrecked stage and muttered “what the fuck was that…”
***
“Sit down, guys, this is really serious.”
Maple Leaf looked around the table. Star was there of course, with a black eye and a broken arm. La Sola was comforting the blonde American but Maple Leaf could tell she was nervous. Val looked cool but even she was twitching slightly and tapping her foot a lot. Out of them only Tigress looked eager for the mission ahead. Rising Sun was still in Japan of course, and Shamrock, well, she was out of the picture. So that was all of them.
“Well guys? You heard the news. Now remember, we can’t just assume Thunder Girl is telling the truth, she’s a villain, they boast a lot. However, I checked with the airlines, on the day Aussie was supposed to leave for Australia no one had a Robyn Barton booked. No record in immigration either of Robyn leaving the country.”
“Maybe she flew on her own!” La Sola said hopefully. “Val once flew from China, maybe Robyn got to Australia that way?”
“I’ve been training all of you since you got your powers. Although Aussie shows adequate speed and maneuverability she has never shown the stamina for such a trip.” Tigress said sternly.
“Besides, her family in Australia hasn’t heard from her at all.”
“Oh…” La Sola looked heartbroken. “Perhaps she’s hurt? She might be in a coma somewhere. Isn’t there an old saying ‘if you don’t see the body she’s not dead.’?”
Maple Leaf tried not to roll her eyes, optimism was good for morale but sometimes she wished the girls would just learn to face facts. But still, stranger things had happened. “I hope you’re right La Sola, but I think that rule only works in comic books. Still, we should call the hospitals and see if they have any Jane Does. But I think our priority has to be finding Thunder Girl and Dynamo and getting their story.”
“Fucking bitch.” Star muttered through her swollen lip.
“Star, since she seems to be targeting you and since we don’t really have the resources to defend you and find Thunder Girl-“
“You telling me to take a hike boss lady?”
“I know you don’t want to run from danger but this might be a good time to take a trip overseas-“ Before Maple Leaf could even finish her sentence Star was out the door smiling.
Maple Leaf shrugged, it’s not like Star was much help anyway. Still her team of eight heroines was now down to four; Maple Leaf, Tigress, La Sola and Val. She looked at the empty seats and shuddered.
“OK guys, we’re going to search the city, here’s the plan…”
***
Shannon O’Sullivan was making coffee when she heard the news on the TV. She cried out and dropped both cups. “No… it can’t be!”
“Hey! Where’s my coffee Sharron?” The guy on her bed asked.
“Just one second, I have to make a call!” Shannon ran into the bath room with the phone and called the Gaea Building’s direct number. “Hello, Global Protectors” Emily Tillbrook answered.
“Hi, uh, Emily this is Shamrock, I mean Shannon, I just heard about Robyn, is it true?”
“I’m sorry Shannon we cannot discuss Global Protectors’ business with civilians, even former members like you.”
“But Emily she’s my friend!”
“I’m really sorry Shannon.”
“Can I talk to Maple Leaf, please, I want to help!”
“I’m sorry she’s in a meeting, but I’ll let her know you called.”
“Please… I’ll do anything please!”
“I’ll let her know.” Emily hung up.
Shannon sat on the toilet for a few minutes brooding. Then she rose to her feet. Costume or no costume, Global Protector or not, her friend needed help and she was going to find her no matter what the Global Protectors said! She suddenly felt stronger and filled with energy. She headed for the closet to get dressed.
“Hey Sharron, did you spill my goddamn coffee?”
“SHUT UP!” She yelled back. “Just shut up! This is important and Christ, my name is Shannon! Can’t you even remember that?”
“Geeze, sorry…”
Shannon picked out some white tights, a green top and a leather jacket some guy had left in her place. That would be an OK costume to start with. She still had the mask and boots from her old costume, surely Maple Leaf wouldn’t mind if she use those. She could call herself Erin, just like she wanted to when she started her career. Erin the Irish Avenger! It was good name, a good name for a fresh start.
The phone rang. “Listen Emily I’ve decided that I’m going to find Aussie wh-“
“Yeah Shannon, whatever, I spoke to Maple Leaf and she says your assistance is not required or desired. The real heroines have the situation under control and let’s face it, you’d probably mess things up as usual.”
“I…” Shannon thought about how Tigress and the others were always so much stronger than her. All the times they had to save her. No wonder they didn’t need her, Aussie would be fine. “I-I understand. Thanks anyway.”
“No problem, so just keep doing whatever it is you’re doing. Bye now.”
Shannon dropped the phone and hugged her hands over her chest. Emily was right! She was so worthless! She needed someone to make her feel loved. Behind her the guy was cursing under his breath and getting dressed. She turned and faced him. She pulled back her robe and exposed her breasts. “P-please, please stay, I don’t want to be alone.”
He grinned and pulled her back onto the bed.
***
Maple Leaf came out of the conference room staring at the city map in her hand.
“Any messages?” She muttered as she passed Emily.
“No ma’am.” Emily tried not to giggle. She’d never liked the Irish heroine, that mousey little nothing got the powers Emily deserved and did nothing with them. Besides she knew what Maple Leaf would say anyway.
Storming down the hallway, checking search patterns Maple Leaf felt out of control. With just 4 of them how would they ever find Aussie? “I picked the wrong week to fire Shamrock” she muttered.
***
For the next week brightly garbed heroines crisscrossed Megapolis. Street crime dropped sharply since they seemed to be everywhere at once. But there were signs the team’s energy was wearing thin. On TV Maple Leaf looked haggard and worn out. La Sola snapped at some reporters. Tigress ‘accidentally’ broke the back of a Wulf Pak ganger. Valkyrie stopped sleeping, spending all her waking hours developing new ways to track her teammate.
When the Global Protectors finally did get a break but it was entirely by luck.
“-And two packs of Dunhill Lights por favor.”
Dynamo was in a 7-11 buying some beer and porn mags when he heard a familiar voice. He turned and looked, she had her back turned, and she was civilian clothes but he recognized the ass. It was La Sola.
“Crap” he muttered and headed out the door.
“BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!” Went the alarm. Dino forgot he still had this week’s copy of Meatrack in his sweaty hand.
La Sola turned and-
“Dynamo! Su pendejo!” She shouted. Dynamo just ran, trying to build up enough of a charge to fly.
The got about 100’ when the rack of canned beans slammed into his back. He was just starting to get up when La Sola’s boot slammed down on his head.
***
“Dynamo isn’t talking.” Maple Leaf said when she got back from police headquarters.
“I knew I should have hit him harder.” La Sola muttered cracking her knuckles.
“I can make him talk.” Tigress said with an evil grin.
“Sorry guys, it’s up to the cops now. Dynamo has some sharp lawyers and we can’t get away with any of that stuff. Commissioner Mulligan will let me know if they get anything.”
***
Thunder Girl sat in their liar under the abandoned Alias warehouse chain-smoking and waiting for her man. She wished they had a TV or computer or something but Dino always said he didn’t want those things distracting her. So she sat, and smoked, and listened to her Ipod. Listening to her Ipod somehow made her feel better, more certain, more sure of who she was.
After 2 days she was feeling way too horny and she’d run out of food so she had to go out.
She only had her Thunder Girl suits to wear. There was the full body suit that covered her from head to toe, and the string bikini Dynamo had her wear in the lair. She picked the bikini; she was worried some cop might see the larger, more concealing costume. She found one of Dynamo’s trench coats and put it on over the bikini and went out. The doors to the lair were locked of course but Thunder Girl was able to tear them off without too much trouble.
The abandoned warehouse district was deserted except for winos and drug dealers. Any legitimate businesses left long ago.
A half-dozen Wulf Pak gangers thought she was easy prey but Thunder Girl quickly beat them unconscious. At least she thought they were unconscious, but to be honest she wasn’t sure all of them were breathing when she finished.
She crossed Byrne Boulevard and entered a more lively part of town. She needed money, food, cigarettes and a good fuck in about that order.
She tore apart an ATM and stuffed the coat pockets with money. A trip to 7-11 got her a microwaved vegetarian burrito and some Virginia Slims. The food and tobacco made her feel better. More herself. Then she headed for a bar.
It was 11 pm on a Tuesday so the bar was empty except for a few regulars watching the Megapolis Martyrs game. Aussie pulled up a stool next to the least unattractive guy in the place. “Hey, you from around here?”
Twenty minutes later at his place.
“Oh yes! Oh yes! Give it to me! Yes! YES!”
Tom couldn’t believe his luck. This kind of thing never happened to the 40-year old divorcee. A gorgeous brunette in a goddamn bikini came into the bar and basically demanded he take her home and have sex. It was like some story on the internet.
But Tom was a good Irish catholic and always made it a point to at least learn the name of any girl he slept with.
“So what’s your name?” He asked as he held her in the afterglow.
“Robyn…” She muttered and fell asleep.
***
The next morning…
“Hmm never saw that before.”
“Hmm?
“Black hair and blond roots. They’re just starting to show.”
“Huh? I don’t have blond hair, I have black hair, I’ve always had black hair. I hate blondes, blondes are stupid and slutty and get their asses kicked.”
“Check it out Robyn.” He pointed at the mirror on the wall.
She sat up and looked at her own reflection, enchanted. She climbed out of bed without even an attempt at modesty and walked over. Tom admired her butt. It was so firm, so round, like a teenaged girl’s. He wondered how old the girl was, but was afraid to ask.
At the mirror she ran her fingers through her hair and, yeah, those were blond roots, just like Aussie Girl’s.
“I hate Aussie Girl. I hate Star. I hate them.” She said.
“Uh yeah. Right.” Crap, thought Tom, I should have known she’s a psycho. “Guess you must be happy about the news then, you’re about the only one.” He grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. “They’ve been showing it constantly the last few days.”
“Police say still no leads in the Aussie Girl disappearance case. The villain Dynamo has been captured but they say they have no new information on his accomplice Thunder Girl or the whereabouts of the popular teen heroine.” The TV showed an image of Thunder Girl attacking Star at the mall. Tom looked at her blue costume decorated with lightning bolts. He’s seen that somewhere recently… but where?
“They got Dynamo?”
“Yeah Robyn, where have you been? It’s been all over the news the last 2 days. They say he killed one of them Global Girls.”
“I have to save him!” She grabbed the halves of her bikini from the floor and tied them on.
“Holy shit! Robyn, you’re Thunder Girl!”
“I’m Thunder Girl; my name is Thunder Girl…” She was suddenly confused.
“Robyn?”
“What did you just call me? I’m not Robyn! I hate Robyn! She’s a miserable little failure! I’m Thunder Girl! THUNDER GIRL!” She smashed through Tom’s apartment wall and flew off.
Tom sat there for ten minutes before he called the cops.
***
Thunder Girl soared to thousands of feet over the city and stopped in midair. “I can’t fly! Thunder Girl can’t fly! Aussie Girl can fly! I hate Aussie Girl! I…”
Some police cars shot by, sirens wailing.
“I hate PIGS!”
She landed in front of one cruiser, as it swerved to avoid hitting her she grabbed the bumper and flipped it on its side.
“Give me Dynamo pigs! Let him go!”
The two cops in the overturned car stumbled out, Thunder Girl tore off the doors and they ran for cover. More cruisers stopped. Cops surrounded her on the street aiming their pistols. Thunder Girl just laughed. She threw pieces of the cruiser at them and let their puny bullets bounce off her invulnerable body.
There were cops all around her now, closing in. In the air her sharp eyes picked out La Sola flying straight for her. It was too much! Thunder Girl ran, jumping over a cop car and she kept going, rising above the city it all became clear. In the hills to the north she could see the twin domes of the Gaea building sparkling in the dawn light. “Guh-Global Protect-WHORES! Kill Global Protect-WHORES! Kill! Hurt! H... home! Go home! Valkyrie will know what to do… Valkyrie will help… hurt… KILL!”
She turned towards those domes accelerated. The cops were deafened by the sonic boom.
La Sola stopped in midair. She was fast but not that fast, she clicked her communicator. “Maple Leaf, Thunder Girl’s coming and coming fast! You have 30 seconds!”
***
“FUCK!” Maple Leaf swore and hit the red alert button.
>Gaea Building defense grid activated.
>Electrocannons 1-8 charging
>Scanning for threats…
>Psychokinetic field detected
>No threats found
“What the fuck? She’s right there!” Maple Leaf looked at the screen, the damn piece of shit system was saying Thunder Girl was friendly! What the fuck? That idiot Rising Sun said it was impenetrable!
Maple Leaf didn’t have any more time to think about since that’s then the wall of her office exploded.
“OK bitch, you want me you got me, come on!”
“Huh? Maple Leaf it’s me! Strewth, what happened to your office?”
Maple Leaf froze in mid punch. “Aussie Girl? Robyn?”
“Aussie Girl? I hate Aussie Girl… I…” Thunder Girl threw a punch and sent Maple Leaf across the room into the far wall.
“Huh? Maple Leaf? What happened?”
“Uh… Aussie listen to me, that creep Dynamo, he did something to you!”
“Dynamo… fucking Dynamo, can’t believe I slept with him…
because I love him, I love Dynamo, I LOVE HIM!”
She hit Maple Leaf again launching her into the other intact wall.
Maple Leaf’s flying body slammed into a bookcase and shattered it.
The Canadian heroines slumped to the floor buried in copies of her own self-help
books.
“Ohmygawd! Jillian!” Thunder Girl ran over and pulled her leader out of the debris, she lightly slapped the Canadian heroine to wake her up. Maple Leaf’s eyes fluttered.
And her fist caught Aussie Girl on the chin. Aussie Girl’s body dented the forth wall in the room, until then the only intact one. She snarled and charged Maple Leaf but she was ready now. A punch to the face, another to the gut and a kick between the legs put Thunder Girl down. The confused girl lay on the floor crying and moaning, looking up at the Canadian. “Oh Jillian… Help me… I… I don’t know who I am…” Then she passed out.
Valkyrie smashed through the door (the only intact thing in the office) and stopped. “You got her. Good. So it’s over.”
“Well sort of Val… but your work is just starting.” She looked around the ruins of her office and the huge hole in the wall. “Geeze, how are we going to pay for this?”
Afterword
Aussie Girl was always fun to write, she’s a smart, brave, adventurous girl whose main problem is getting in over her head. With a few more years of experience she would be one of the most formidable heroines around. If only she’d lasted that long…
Anyway 5 chapters down, 5 to go. Whew…
Marcus Lycus