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Batgirl and the Squared Circle

Chapter 1, Part 1

by Max Hass

Copyright Dec. 2001, 2003

It all began one winter night as Batgirl was leaving the police chief's office. She felt lucky she didn't have to face her father again, leaving her briefing with Chief O'Hara. This would be another solo mission, Batman and Robin having to deal with The Penguin down at the docks. The mission was simple enough, though somewhat emotionally draining for Batgirl: An assistant district attorney's daughter had been kidnapped the week before and no one had called to claim responsibility until now.

They wanted the usual cash-in-a-bag-dropped-in-the-out-of-the-way-spot. In this case, the drop point was at a rest stop on a freeway some miles out of town. The funny part of this request was that Batgirl herself would make the drop, not the grieving parents. This smelled of a trap, but the risks would be minimal. Most of the hardened felons were safe in Arkham Asylum or Stoneway Prison.  This criminal was most likely an amateur looking for some quick cash for a getaway. She would go through the motions and take down the perpetrators in minutes. Or so she thought as she rode off on her motorcycle.

It was a cold midnight scene at the rest stop. Traffic was light on this road for this time of year. The fields surrounding the stop were resting from their tasks of crop production. Nothing obscured the view for miles. There was no place for anyone to hide except in the buildings of the rest stop. Two large block structures held the bathrooms and storage sheds. Beyond the few benches and tables for roadside picnics, there was little to see. The few shade trees were barren of leaves in the dead of winter.

This was the scene Batgirl found as she slowly pulled into the stop, having observed only one late model rental sedan pull into the stop that night. "These must be the perps," she thought to herself. "Should be over in a few minutes at the most. I won't bother letting Batman know about this until after it's over and done. Best to leave some work for the police tonight." She rode up to meet the criminals and their hostage.

She had seen videotape of the girl at the Chief's office. In the social circle Barbara lived in, she knew her father through parties she attended with her own father. Her name was Sandra. Tall for her age of 18, long red hair and dancers' legs. She was easy to see, leading the two men from the car, almost as though she were in charge.

"An odd state of affairs" Barbara though to herself in assessing the situation. "She doesn't seem to be hurt physically, though her mental state would best be determined by professionals" she concluded as she turned her thoughts to how she would take down the kidnappers once she had the girl. "Best to hand over the bag with the marked bills to placate the perps, then a quick take down to shake off the cold" she thought to herself.

She had taken the precaution to dress warmly for this mission: Batgirl was sporting a more masculine version of the standard Bat uniform with winter accessories. The gloves and boots were enhanced with insulation, as well as the lycra/spandex uniform. Despite the thermal barrier, the cold wind had reached her nipples, causing the usual erections to form. She knew this and played them for the distraction they could cause in men.

As they closed on each other, Batgirl stopped and motioned at her belt, an indication that she would use her weapons if forced to. With her other hand, she lifted the large suitcase with the money for the kidnappers to see. Pointing to a picnic table, the men moved towards it to conduct the trade. The girl moved in front of them as she had before. Her steps seemed to be constant and firm, an indication that her body had not been harmed or abused. This was a good sign, though Barbara as she updated her mental checklist of possible threats. The three stopped at the table before Batgirl arrived. The table was a good choice, allowing her to do a flying leap and take down once the trade occurred.

"Are you all right, Sandra?" was the first thing Batgirl said out loud as she came to a stop. After a moment, she responded to the question with a short "Yes, I'm well." With that, the first man said, "Let's keep this short. Here is the Assistant DA's daughter healthy and well. Place the money on the table please." The second man moved as if he had a pistol somewhere under his coat, hanging close to Sandra. He kept his eye on Batgirl and the hostage in turns. It was hard not to look at either woman. Sandra was still dressed in the suit, jacket and boots that her teacher reported her wearing when she left college earlier that week. Her long legs were barely covered by the coat and short skirt of the suit, leaving little to the imagination.

Batgirl placed the money on the table for the one man to check. Best to let them think they had a chance to get away until she could get Sandra behind her on her side of the table. The first man motioned and said, "It's here. Take the girl." With that, Sandra walked around the table as Barbara had hoped. The first man took the case while the second gunman watched the events, waiting for Batgirl to move. "Sandra, move behind me" Barbara said softly as she diverted her attention between the men and her rescued victim. The money man had turned to walk back to the car. The gunman moved backwards along with him, continuing to watch Batgirl. This lasted for a few more moments as Sandra pulled something quickly and quietly from her coat pocket.

Barbara was waiting for the gunman to turn as Sandra took the object in her right hand and swung it hard over Batgirl's head, dropping her to the ground with one blow. "Well, she never saw that coming, did she guys?" Sandra spoke as the two men ran back to help take the now unconscious heroine to the waiting car. "Let me check for keys for her bike" she continued as the men picked her body off the ground. "I think she slipped them in this pouch as she walked up" said the gunman, pointing to her belt. With deft fingers, Sandra opened the pouch and took the keys and remote alarm control to the Batcycle. Walking away, she paused and said, "Take good care of her boys. Your boss will want her in one piece. See you back at the hideout." With that, Sandra walked up to the Batcycle, took the waiting helmet and put it on her head, started the engine, and rode off into the night.

Batgirl had no idea what had occurred to her when she woke from her concussion. Not knowing what had gone wrong, she moved as many of her limbs as she could before opening her eyes. Nothing seemed broken, though she had a major headache from the blow to her head. She was in enough pain to not be thinking clearly, so she reached no conclusions as to who hit her or how she was overcome with ease. As her eyes opened, she found herself in a darkened room placed on a large boxing ring. The ring was lit, but none of the rest of the room was visible. She noted that there was a solid wall of plexiglas surrounding the ring just outside the ropes and upright posts that held them.

"What have I gotten myself into this time" she whispered as she lifted herself from the mat. Once she realized that she too was a prisoner now, she considered the condition of her body. Someone had taken the opportunity to modify her uniform while Batgirl was knocked out. The arms, midriff and legs of her uniform had been cut away, leaving only the bare minimum to cover her breasts and crotch. The cape and cowl were intact. Her gloves had been covered with oddly modified boxing gloves, tied tightly to her wrists. With these gloves, her fingers were bound, preventing her from making use of the items in her belt, which was still oddly left on her waist. As for her legs, she noticed that large ankle weights had been tightly strapped to her boots.

As she took stock of what had happened to her uniform, a voice rang out from the ceiling. A voice that Barbara knew from past encounters. "Welcome to the squared circle Batgirl. You are the main event tonight." Her head ached as she tried to think and look for the source of the voice. A spotlight hit the floor as a man dropped from the ceiling on a small platform. She recognized the wardrobe of her kidnapper once he touched the floor. It was the Mad Hatter. Some of Batgirl's questions were answered with his appearance. He must have used one of his mind control devices on Sandra and had her do his dirty work, knocking her out. "As you can see, we have made preparations for your match this evening. Let's bring on your contestants and explain the rules to you.

Batgirl, her head still sore from the blow, let the Mad Hatter have the floor for the moment, resting in preparation for the onslaught of his evil plan. He continued, pointing at the three women now entering the closed ring. One she recognized as Sandra. This time, she was bound and gagged. She didn't seem to be under the control of the device. "Perhaps someone else slipped up and hit me" Barbara though to herself seeing this turn of events. The other two characters were another story. These two women were in their late 20's, well built and set for no good. One, a blond standing 5' 11'' was dressed in an English riding suit: a tight jacket over a blouse, riding pants and knee high leather boots. The boots were not regulation riding style; they had thick soles and heels as if tailored for wrestling.

The second girl had raven black hair, stood an inch shorter than her partner, and was dressed in standard wrestling tights and boots. The blond was wearing boxing gloves while the black haired woman had taped her palms. The second woman moved from her position to just behind the now hog tied Sandra. She placed one hand on the girl's shoulder to steady her while she took her free hand and tugged at the rope behind her lower back. This drew the rope drawn between Sandra's legs tight, pulling her short skirt higher and rubbing her crotch with the knots tied for that purpose.

Batgirl watched for the moment, uncertain how to cope with the three villains. The Mad Hatter broke the silence. "As you can see, we have the girl again. Since you gave us marked money, we felt that we should take you instead. You can see that we have things well in hand" pausing and walking over to observe Sandra squirm under the influence of the wrestler's handiwork. "Please note that Sandra is under our control, Batgirl. My two associates will keep her safe for the moment." He paused again for a moment, turning back to face Batgirl. He continued "But only for the moment. I have a sporting proposition for you, my dear. If you can defeat my two professional fighters, I'll release both you and the hostage as is. If they defeat you, we get both of you to do with what we want." He motioned for the second wrestler to move aside as he placed both his hands on her shoulders and tugged the ropes, lifting the breasts under her clothes for Batgirl to watch.

"Think about it for a minute. While you consider the challenge, let me introduce the two women to you. The blond is a former minor French wrestling federation champion until the federation went bankrupt. Her specialty is to ride her victims into the mat. Welcome June!" the spotlight increased in brightness as he spoke her name. "And over here, a former Russian Boxing Olympic hopeful, caught using steroids some months before her final tryouts, meet Erika!" The spotlight shifted to Erika, then all the lights dimmed. The platforms that the villains entered on stood by as the three moved back on to them. "Sandra will be safe as long as you play along, Batgirl. You may see her between the matches if you perform well. However, there is much for you to learn as this match begins."

The Mad Hatter continued: "You see Batgirl, this will be a free for all fight. You may use any style of combat you know against the two fighters. The few rules I impose on this are simple; the fight will consist of fifteen rounds. The rounds will each last one minute thirty seconds with a minute break between rounds. You will fight only one opponent per round. As you can see, we left your utility belt in place, though you may not be able to make much use of it with the gloves I've secured to your wrists. You may be wondering about the ankle weights you have on. Well, there are some challenges you will have to face beyond the fight itself."


End Chapter 1 Part 1


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