Notes - This side story takes place during the time that Ranma is visiting
Jade and getting into a rather large mess. As such Ranma won't be in this
story, but it will have the Ranko-bot, the Digger Girls, and the Ninja High
School crowd, and a villain that fits this series to a 'T' It's written with
the help of a friend of mine named Gordon Stevenson.
The villain Irving Bob was created by Dan McCllelan from when him and Gordon
used to role play using the character and used in this story with permission
C. Rose
Disclaimer: Gold Digger and Ninja High school are notorious for cute girls running around with large guns and giving lots of panty shots. This story is not exception to that rule, so expect some lime scenes though I'll never move over into lemon territory, I might hint at it though.
Golden OpportunitySide Story - Pink Avenger Vs Irving Bob
Chapter 00
Cory D. Rose -
Gordon Stevenson - Gordon304shaw.ca
(c) 2004
Two friends sat at a little sidewalk table that belonged to a small coffee shop they frequented quite a bit. The mocha was to die for. Both women were blonde, though one was dressed much more elegantly than the other, this one looked good, with her blonde hair combed and set just so as she adjusted her business suit and sipped at her coffee. The other one looked like she was wearing clothes that hadn't been changed in three days and was about to fall asleep with her head on the table.
"So what do you plan to do with the rest of the day?" Barbra 'Crush' Duncan asked her tired friend.
Barbra Duncan was one of those rare people with abilities and skills that made her more than human and tried to use them for a greater good. In her short life she had encountered a great many things that made doing so quite impossible at times. She was an ex-superhero and an ex-super villain, not that she was proud of that debacle, and was currently living her life like a normal person for a change.
At least that is what she wanted most people to think. These days she looked like a normal woman aging gracefully into her early thirties. When she wanted to, she could shift her form into an almost seven feet tall Amazon with muscles large enough to make even a male body builder green with envy. At the moment she was wearing a deep purple colored business suit made just for her by a local friend who happened to design clothing that could actually fit both her forms. Now finding shoes that did the same thing was a completely different story.
Velcro and spandex could work wonders if used in the right ways. Though she had to admit that she hadn't really had an official reason to transform in a while. She still liked to have the option open when it was needed. Her job demanded it actually.
Today she had agreed to meet up with a friend she hadn't seen in several weeks, someone who was currently sitting across the table nursing her fifth cup of coffee and trying to stay awake. Danielle Carter, the hero named The Pink Avenger. Or just plain Avenger, it depended on who you talked to from the old days.
Barbra tried not to think about those days to much anymore, but she was also a semi retired superhero named Crush, who had at one time been famous throughout the New York area. Before a criminal found out her civilian identity and blackmailed her into working for him. From there her superheroes days were over; he forced her to injure one of her friends, permanently crippling him, just to make sure his family wasn't killed for her disobedience.
Every time she met up with any of her friends from before, when she had been young and innocent, she couldn't help but remember Vector and what she had done to him. She snapped his spine like a twig and nearly ended up killing her best friend in the confusion, the woman sitting right across from her. So she wasn't a practicing hero anymore and had been forced to find a different way to use her powers. Ways she didn't particularly care for, but she didn't have a choice anymore, so long as it was legal.
Vector never forgave her for what she did to him, even if he understood what happened better than Dani ever did. There were days that guilt wrapped it's claws around her and she could barely function. Danielle, or Dani, was one of the few superheroes that still ran around the city at night saving people and stopping crimes. Most of them had vanished over the years for one reason or another, but Dani still toughed it out and the public loved her for it. Dressed as The Avenger she wore a reddish/pink spandex costume with a long swirling cape, a wide brimmed hat, and a mask to protect her identity.
The only thing that stood out on the outfit was the blonde hair that she kept at shoulder length. She even wore a utility belt with various things that came in handy while in the field. Batman had so many good ideas and a lot of them were easy enough to copy and use in real life. She even had a baton that could fire a swing line that allowed her to pull a 'batman' around the city when she needed to.
This morning Dani wasn't dressed in costume, she did try to keep a basic secret identity after all. Instead, she had on a simple pair of worn blue jeans, tennis shoes, and a Hello Kitty T-shirt. Her blonde hair pulled back in a simple ponytail to keep excess out of her eyes. She looked a little burned out with dark bags under her eyes that she was covering up with a pair of sun glasses.
Tired didn't begin to explain just what she looked like. Barb had been resisting the urge to ask her friend what it was like being hit by a truck when Dani decided to answer her question.
"The rest of the day? I really don't know Barb. The last few days have been just one big mess after another, I haven't been this busy since Cheets and I first started out back in high school."
Barbra grunted. "You need to take a break Dani, you are only human after all. Get some sleep so you can have a fresh perspective on the case, otherwise you are going to do something stupid. You can't be on the case twenty four hours a day you know, even you need to relax every now and then."
"No, not yet, these crimes may seem simple on the surface but something about this guy makes them so much more."
"He's a punk! Kick him in the nuts and throw him in jail!" Barbara snapped. "We've dealt with dozens of super powered street punks. Hell, I sometimes think there are more of them in the city than normal people with no powers at all!"
The blonde shook her head. "This guy if different, he's smarter than your normal street punk. He just waltzes into a bank, takes a few seconds to toss about a few knock out bombs then proceeds to rip the doors off the vault and walks out a few seconds later with a big bag full of cash. It takes less than two minutes and by the time the police arrive they have no clue where to start. The guy vanishes into thin air."
"Well I know staying up all night chasing down clues and beating up snitches isn't going to help you catch him and so far he hasn't hurt anyone either. Hell, that one old guy had a heart attack and he called an ambulance to the scene. Stole the guys wallet and still broke into the vault, but he cared enough to make sure the guy didn't die. That's pretty rare in this day and age."
"Hmph! He's hit five banks in six days."
"It sounds like he may have stopped then." Barbra said.
"Yeah right Crush, you don't believe that for a second and neither do I. The only reason he didn't hit a bank yesterday was because it was Sunday!"
Danielle snapped as she drained a cup of coffee in one large gulp and blinked her eyes tiredly. "He probably took the day off for church or something."
"Ideas like that make me know you need to get some sleep before you tackle this guy. Remember what happened the last time you did something like this. There are still photos of that incident being downloaded off the internet."
Danielle snorted and tried to hide the blush that touched her cheeks for a few seconds. "Yeah right, like something like that will ever happen again. I don't need sleep, I got half an hour last night anyway. I NEED to stop this guy before he does something that gets people killed!" The blonde snapped.
"What are you going to do? Beat him to a pulp with a pillow? You can barely stand as it is and if this keeps up I might have to take steps to keep you from going out tonight." Barbra glared at her friend.
Dani staggered to her feet. "I'm fine. I was planning to get a couple hours of sleep tonight before I went out anyway."
"Yeah right, more like spend all day watching the various banks in the area in case the guy decided to show up." Barbra said with a snort. "I'm half tempted to just knock you out and toss you in the nearest bed just to make sure you get at least 8 hours of sleep today."
"Barbra, you wouldn't..." Dani gasped and then suddenly yawned.
"I rest my case. Now shut up, go home, and sleep yourself out. I don't think this guy is suddenly going to start causing problems even if he does rob a bank while you are asleep. You aren't the only person keeping an eye out for this guy. The Police want him too and they have people patrolling the whole city looking for him. Let them do their jobs."
"But..." Dani whined.
"Tell you what; I'll keep an eye on things while you are getting some rest."
"Thanks Barb, I know you don't like to do the hero thing anymore." Dani said as her shoulders slumped.
Then Barbra saw something strange across the street and sighed loudly as she shook her head. "I think you might have to wait after all."
Her head snapped up. "Why?"
Barbra pointed across the street. "Remember that security camera photo that was in the paper on Friday?"
Dani nodded as she turned to look across the street and had to wait for a small parade of cars of roll by before she could even begin to see anything.
At first she didn't really see anyone that matched the description that had been given in the paper. Then all of a sudden she saw him.
Average height, slightly above average muscle mass, dingy clothing, very short hair, a goatee, and a t-shirt with the letters I and B on the front pocket and a larger version of the stylized letters on the back of the guy's jacket. Then she spotted the guy Barbra was looking at sitting on a bench waiting for the bus to come by, wearing an over sized leather jacket and a really strange cowboy hat. It was blue, green, and covered in eagle feathers.
"Geeze, it can't be this easy to catch this guy? Can it?"
"I told you, street punks are idiots, and with an outfit like that he stands out like a red paint in a white room." Barbra said with a shrug. "Check out the bag at his feet."
It was a heavy duty back pack, brand new, and stuffed so tight that it
looked like it was about to burst. Dani shook her head as she realized that the guy was toting around a pack full of money as if he didn't have a care in the world. "You have got to be kidding me?!"
"Let's follow him for a while, that can't be everything he's stolen in the last few days."
Glancing at her big friend as she stood up to her full seven foot mass of muscle, Dani grinned. "You're just like my good luck charm."
Barbra 'Crush' Duncan glared at her friend and held a fist in her face as if to intimidate her without turning into her Crush persona. "Don't make me smack you."
"Heh, it's time to go and kick criminal butt, this guy is going down here and now." Dani said as she picked up her oversized purse and suddenly looked a lot better than she had a few minutes before. She was on the trail of her prey for the first time in days, which was always the best way to get her blood flowing again. Sleep was always optional when you were a superhero anyway. "I even have my equipment with me."
"We don't need costumes to follow the guy, let's see where he's going
first."
"Well okay, but I think we should just take him down here." Dani said, then shrugged and grinned. "No matter what, this guy's crime spree ends today."
After taking a few seconds to quickly pay the bill the two girls left a tip and managed to make their way out into the busy New York streets where their prey was sitting without a worry in the world. For some reason he was grinning at all the girls around him, more like leering really. The two of them had been doing things like this for quite some time so they knew what to do so they didn't cause any panic.
Though Dani didn't run around in her costume as The Avenger all that often during the day light hours, today she had most of it on underneath her clothes so she wouldn't have to waste time getting dressed if she had to go into battle. The pants and top were skin tight spandex anyway, so she didn't have to worry about anyone seeing them unless her regular clothes were damaged for some reason.
A few minutes later, the two of them found that following IB, as the press had labeled him because of his jacket, was even easier than they expected. As they got closer to where he was sitting, they could tell that he even the IB on the back of his leather jacket was made out of sparkling rhinestones and that he was wearing a pair of black fingerless gloves.
Plus one just could not ignore that rather eye catching cowboy hat that appeared to be somewhat embarrassed to be on the guys head, if a hat could look that way on its own. Barbra was curious about the hat, wondering just where the guy found something so gaudy that it would make the free bin at a yard sale happy to see it gone.
"This guy acts like he doesn't have a care in the world."
"I bet it's because he's a Metahuman, ripping the vault door right out of the wall with his bare hands has made him cocky." Barbra explained, thinking that she might have the strength to pull that off is she transformed into Crush.
"That strength is going to be a problem."
"Hey, I'm helping here you know." Barbara said indignantly.
"Sorry Crush, didn't mean it the way that sounded, can you stand up to that kind of strength?"
"No problem." The woman said with a grin. "Remember we have stood up to several super strong individuals over the last few years. Several of those were stronger than I am, this guy will be just as easy to take down as they were."
Dani nodded. "To bad Cheets isn't here, her speed would come in handy against this guy."
"She's been making all that money with her sister down there in Atlanta."
"True, and grew out of the hero biz, though I still miss her."
"Well you still got me." Crush said arrogantly and grinned.
Dani laughed a little. "Indeed, now where is a car you can throw around?"
"I refuse to act like a Neanderthal." Crush muttered.
"Well you might get to yell 'CRUSH SMASH!!' sooner than you think Barbra, he just started moving." Dani said as she watched IB stand up, ogle a nearby girl in a way that words just can't describe, get slapped, and then proceed to cuss her out at the top of his lungs. One kick to the balls later the girl stalked away as IB clutched himself, gasped for air, and staggered around.
"What a jerk!" Dani muttered.
"He seems to have spent quite a bit of time in England too, listen to that accent...no wait, he's faking it." Said a rather confused Barbra as she tried to figure out what the guy was up to.
"This is the same guy that has been eluding police for days?"
"I think he has a serious amount of luck if this is what we have to deal with."
"Think that could be one of his powers?" Dani wondered for a second. "If it is we could be in some trouble. I've never dealt with anyone that could manipulate luck and chance."
"Got me, but I don't think so Dani. He just got kicked in the nuts for insulting that girl, now he's rolling around on the ground, gasping for air and still cussing. She just kicked him again!"
"I almost feel sorry for him."
"After causing this much trouble?" Crush asked in surprise.
The blonde snorted. "I said 'almost'. I still want to beat the crap out of him and throw him though the nearest window. That girl that kicked him is already one step ahead of me, now it's my turn and he's going to pay for his crimes."
Barbara rolled her eyes, superhero spiel sounded stupid to her these days so she tried to never talk like that. They leaned against the wall and kept quiet as IB finally staggered to his feet, glared at the girl as she stalked away with a huff, and after grabbing his pack he started walking off down the street with a notable limp to his stride.
"Where do you think he's going?" Barbra asked as they started to follow him.
Dani shrugged. "I'd bet he's going to the nearest bank to rob it, but I'm kind of cynical."
"You're kidding, he's got that pack full of money already, and now you think he's going to go and rob another bank?"
"Maybe he's got to make up for not robbing one yesterday." Dani muttered cynically.
"Or maybe he's already robbed one today and is on his way home?"
Dani gaped at her for a second before nodding. "You mean we may have found him after he pulled a job?"
Barbra just nodded.
"This can't be happening." Dani complained. "What happened to my good luck?"
"It's taking a nap."
The blonde glared at her friend as Barbra just smirked.
They followed along for several minutes as he wandered around almost randomly, though a small mall, over a bridge, and into a ritzier part of the city. Occasionally he would hit on a girl, get slapped, and have to listen to him call the girls a wide range of names. At the same time, since tailing him was taking so long they tried to stay just far enough away that he couldn't see them.
They had to catch him in the act of actually robbing a bank or committing a crime of some kind if they wanted to put him away. Or nothing they said would hold up in court because neither of them were licensed police officers. Since Dani was trying to catch him and her chances of showing up in court were almost nonexistent, they needed to get overwhelming evidence against him.
The public liked superheroes, but they also liked them to be perfect. Anything else and people started to drop law suits on them for things like getting dust in their hair if they were within half a mile of the superhero stubbing their toe. The two of them had learned the hard way just how fickle the general public could be and how easy it was to have them suddenly turn against them for something as simple as a criminal lying.
These days, because of her status Barbra couldn't even transform into her 'Crush' identity unless her life was in danger. Sure she had found ways around this which allowed her to help Dani now, but most of them had to be behind closed doors. Barbara was always on guard against people that would use her in ways she didn't agree with, which was one of the biggest reasons she stopped being a full time superhero. That was the exact reason that led to her paralyzing Vector in the first place, being used like a pawn.
They stopped for a second as IB took a minute to try and buy an ice cream cone from a sidewalk vender and spent five minutes arguing with the guy over ten cents worth of sprinkles. Dani was more and more convinced that taking this guy down was going to be incredibly easy. He was a total loon.
"The guy is completely batty." Dani muttered.
"Actually I think he's doing it on purpose."
Dani gave her friend a weird look. "Oh?"
"Yep, it's like he wants people to notice him and he just doesn't care what he does to do so."
"Yeah Right!" Dani said with a loud snort.
"Just a suggestion."
"He's moving again, let's go."
They made sure they were at least fifty feet behind him, with about thirty or so people between them while keeping the feathered hat in sight as he walked along making a fool out of himself. It wasn't like it was hard to miss or anything.
Dani still wanted to know why in the hell the guy was wearing that thing in the first place and didn't really believe that he was trying to attract attention. On the other hand she was to tired to really think things through completely, so she just listened to Barbra and nodded every now and then. She figured she would just have time to ask him after she handcuffed him and turned him over to the police. Therefore it didn't matter that much at the moment.
He was still eating his ice cream as he wandered around almost like a tourist on holiday and checking the area out. After about an hour of following the guy it was early morning and Dani wasn't feeling as good as she had earlier, the coffee was starting to wear off and it wasn't enough to keep her fully alert after 4 days of sleepless nights. Even she had to admit that she had her limits and that this had to be settled today.
"I'm so tiiiired!" She complained as she leaned against a wall and rubbed her eyes to make them focus.
Barbra just laughed. "It's not like drinking five cups of super caffeinated coffee had helped much."
Dani sighed. "Not at all, unless you count the fact that he's gone to the bathroom five times in an hour as a good thing."
"He might not pull anything today, you know that right? You really should get a few hours sleep to be alert enough to take him down."
The blonde shook her head. "I know he will, he took yesterday off or robbed a bank that hasn't been reported yet. With his strength he could have just knocked a wall down to get into the bank."
"According to the papers he has over ten million in cash to throw around, which is more than enough. He could literally buy anything he wanted right now, and now he seems to have collected even more."
"I'm not sure, but I don't think he cares about the money." Dani said as she yawned again.
"That would be a first." Barbra muttered.
"He seems to get a kick out of the actual robbery itself and with his strength there isn't much that could stop him. Even the police are at a loss."
"We could always call your friend from the other day." Barbra suggested slyly.
"Agent M?! I will not involve that jerk or his team!" Dani snarled and was suddenly angry. "I can do this on my own; this punk is just a bank robber and I don't need M getting involved in this. That jerk stood for hope and happiness, and then you know what he did."
"What do you have against the guy anyway, besides the usual rant?" Barbra wasn't sure if she should have brought this up now that she had a few seconds to think about it. When she turned herself in to the authorities after the final battle with the Crime Syndicate, the people that had been blackmailing her, she and all the members had been given a certain choice if they didn't want to spend the rest of their lives in jail.
Barbra knew that Dani didn't know about the deal she made with Agency Zero and Agent M himself to keep from a being tossed in a Meta prison for fifty years. Or even told Dani that she knew more about M than she was willing to say. She would have to word things carefully if she wanted to her friend to remain unaware of the deal.
The mere mention of M at the wrong times could send Dani into a rant that would last hours. With M, secrecy meant everything to his team. It helped them keep a low profile that the masses couldn't mess with and allowed them to perform their missions right under the criminal's noses.
"He wants me to stop being a hero and join his team, to work from shadows." Dani spat out. "Just because of something that happened to him years ago when the bastard used to be a superhero named Mister Miracle. I made a promise to the people not to let them down as he did. I can't do that while following M's orders and running covert missions! Acting like I'm some MIB agent ready to erase a person's memories for even seeing a hero in the skies is just wrong."
Barbra resisted the urge to wince a little and hoped that Dani wouldn't go off on another rant about how the world had turned into a darker place when Mister Miracle vanished from the skies of the world. "Interesting. Is that all?"
Dani shook her head. "He tries to recruit all the heroes that work in the public eye just to help them. I've never believed that crap, you know that.
"I think one of his agents has been sniffing around where I work." Barbra said, reasoning that this would be a good way to change the subject.
"Oh? Any idea who it is?"
"I don't recall if you ever met him, but he goes by the name Rabid."
"Rabid? Wasn't he that guy Brianna and Britanny beat up that day Tyrant kidnapped me and attempted that blackmail scheme?"
She nodded. "That's him, kind of short, hairy, and has those tiger stripes tattooed all over his body. I met him a time or two when I was working for Tyrant."
"How come you think he works for M's group?"
"He was wearing a suit, tie, and had a clean cut look to him, as if he'd been recently groomed or something, maybe even given a bath. Normally he runs around in a loin cloth and swings from lamp posts like an ape man."
Dani nodded. "That sounds like M's group alright, he likes his people to look professional if at all possible, so long as they aren't in costume or using code names anymore. Do you know if there might be any chance we'll run into him or one of the others while we are watching this IB character?"
Barbra just grinned and tried not to think about the suit she was wearing or how it professional it made her look. M had asked her to make sure Dani didn't do anything truly stupid in her identity as The Avenger and that the both of them would eventually understand what made him take his current subtle approach to being a hero instead of his old heavy handed approach.
Just like the lesson Dani and her had been forced to learn with The Crime Syndicate and how easy it was to go from being a true hero to protecting ones family from being killed. Barbra didn't know the full story, but M had hinted that there was more to them than what she'd seen.
Until then she had to help her friend out as best she could without endangering causing to many problems. M was incredibly patient and knew that it would take a few years for Dani to understand why he stopped being a public hero like her and almost completely vanished from the public eye.
"No, I kind of doubt it. Rabid was just watching me from about half a block away an being kind of obvious about it really, sitting on top of a street light."
"Well let's worry about him if he causes a problem. IB is on the move again and I think he has something in mind." Dani said as she pointed down the street where IB had just stopped in front of a rather large bank.
"You have to be kidding me." Barbra muttered.
"Told you, he just can't seem to resist."
"That's one of the biggest banks in the area, it handles billions of dollars in transactions every few days."
Dani nodded. "I'm surprised he hasn't hit this place already."
"Could he just be hitting them randomly? Whenever he comes across one he robs it?" Barbra asked.
"That's retarded." Dani muttered. "Though on some odd level, it seems to fit this guy and the way he acts. No rhyme or reason to his actions, he just does anything he wants because it's fun."
"What do you mean?"
"Everything we've seen him do in the last hour has been spur of the moment, whatever catches his fancy."
Barbra nodded. "You're right, I hadn't thought about what he was doing all this time."
"The girl, the ice cream, even his wandering have just been too random to predict."
"That bank is definitely the next target then. We have stop him." Barbara said as she looked around for a good place to transform that wouldn't send people running in terror.
"You're retired Barb, I can handle this easily."
She shook her head. "You can barely stand Dani, you are that tired and it's been nearly four or five days since the last time you really got any sleep to speak of. We need to work together on this one."
"But that judge said you couldn't use your powers unless it was for an emergency? What about your parole?"
That stopped Barbra cold, as a member of M's group who was on assignment; she was allowed to use her powers. So long as Dani didn't find out who she was working for, it was a security measure. "I don't care and I can use them in an emergency, this qualifies I think?"
"Better put on a mask old friend, that way if they don't' consider it an emergency they won't be able to prove it's you." Dani said with a smirk as she looked around. "I need a place to change too."
"Where in the world am I going to get a mask from?"
Dani glanced back at her friend. "You don't have one?"
"I'm retired! I haven't carried my costume with me since I was arrested." Barbra snapped. "Anyways, I usually don't wear a mask. I'll just find a good spot to transform and meet you inside the bank."
"Sure, sounds good to me. This guy should be easy enough to stop with you there to help me out."
Barbra nodded. "Of course!"
Dani moved across the street and ran up the stairs that led to the front entrance to the bank. It was one of those mass produced single story building that had a lot of windows on one side, tinted so dark that one couldn't really see through them from the outside. There were two sets of doors to go through before even entering the bank, so she carefully opened up the first set and sneaked over to the next set of doors just inside.
There were about ten teller windows off to the left of the doors with just a couple of them being open. In the middle of the room was the herd line where about five people were waiting for the tellers to help them, and IB. For the first time in a while Dani noticed that his ever present money filled pack wasn't with IB.
She glanced around to see if he'd set it down, but couldn't see it anywhere inside the bank. The only thing that came to mind was that he might have set down somewhere outside the bank, but why hadn't she noticed. Her mind was a complete blank, but she didn't have time to think for to long when she suddenly yawned.
Her body was at it's limits, she had to put an end to this moron as soon as she could and get a few hours sleep. She had enough privacy to take a chance so she quickly grabbed her cowl and pulled on even as she took her shirt and pants off. Her costume gleamed as she adjusted her hat and her cape fluttered around her ankles.
She pulled her rope from inside her purse and looked inside the bank again as she heard some noise. The punk had just tossed several gas bombs around the room and the people inside were dropping to the floor unconscious. Dani, as The Avenger, figured this would be the perfect time to get him, so she took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and ran into the room.
"Wot da 'ell!" IB yelled as she ran at him.
Avenger jumped into the air and did a flying kick, sailing nearly eight feet into the air as she got him across the jaw with her boot heel. His head snapped to the side and he stumbled back in shock. This had to be timed perfectly or the gas would begin to affect her as well, but she could fight and hold her breath for at least two minutes before the lack of air would get to her.
As IB stumbled back his hat went flying and she lost sight of him for just a second, but that was all the guy needed to recover from the blow. He lashed out even as she was preparing to take him down and back handed her. He barely used his phenomenal strength, just enough to knock her completely off her feet.
"Dat w'll teach you to mess with de main man." IB said with nasty grin as she collapsed to the ground. "C'me on chicky, IB's a better lover than a fighter, let's have some fun before I hits da road."
The fake accent was even more annoying up close then it was when she could barely hear it. It didn't help that he didn't seem to even mind that she was there at all, what did he plan to do? Take on all the police by himself or just walk out of the bank as if no one would try to stop him? Crush should have called the police by now, they would be showing up at any minute.
"IB think'en you be cute enough to taste." He said as he advanced on her and licked his lips obscenely.
Just a little disgusted, Avenger rolled, just barely holding her breath, and went to kick him in the nuts. His hand lashed out and caught her leg just before it hit it's mark and he grinned. "What?" She gasped in shock.
"Got yous, pretty chicky." IB said with a grin and casually tossed her across the room. She slammed into the wall and she felt plaster and sheet rock shatter as she hit. Then she collapsed to the ground with a groan.
Avenger's eyesight wavered for a second as she opened her eyes and found herself on the ground at the base of the wall with a large chunk of the wall leaning against her head. The gas IB had released earlier finally dissipated enough to let her see him properly. She could tell that it was still in the air though and it was getting harder and harder for her to keep her eyes open. She had to get on her feet and take him down before he got away.
It took all her will power to pull herself to her feet and not fall asleep right there against the wall, but she managed to pull it off with the help of a nearby chair. She glanced around just in time to see IB kick a bank employee's body away from the vault's door. Then she gaped as he ripped the vault door completely off its hinges and dropped it on the floor behind him with a deafening clang.
"How the 'ell am I supposed to carry this around?!" IB yelled as entered the vault.
Staggering forward, Avenger looked into the vault to see that the bank had an extra security device in place. Lock boxes in various sizes covered the walls of the vault, each one protected with a double lock protection. Sure IB could rip the little doors off, but it would take him hours to get all of them open.
"Heh, I've finally got him." Avenger muttered as she made he way forward.
IB yelled and slammed both fists into the wall of security boxes, grabbed the metal, and yanked the whole thing out of the wall with a deafening shriek of metal. Eventually it gave out and IB was able to toss a large chunk to the at his feet. Loose bills and other bits of paper rained down around him as he reached into his shirt and pulled out a moneybag.
Avenger staggered into a run and leaped towards IB, grabbed his head and used her momentum to swing them around and throw him out of the vault. She followed after him almost instantly and pulled her baton out and spun it a few times, she had to find a way to stop him long enough for the police to arrive.
"Ey!" IB yelled as he pulled himself back to his feet out in the lobby. "That wasn't noice of you, chicky! I goice you want a little more of the main man,huh?!"
"You're under arrest!" Avenger yelled as she used the baton, spinning it over head a few times, and sent it sailing at IB.
Dani knew the baton wouldn't do much, but she chased it the instant it left her hand. As he batted it out of the air she managed to get close enough to punch him as hard as she could. His head snapped back, but other wise he didn't react in anyway. Then his head slowly moved back until he was looking down at her again. "Noit bad chicky, but I can give better love taps than that. Let me give you another demonstrations, cutie."
"Give up, or I'll have to hurt you." Avenger said as they started to circle.
"Wot, and give up me fun? Hell no!" IB said with a grin.
"I warned…" Avenger started, but IB was already in motion.
IB's hand grabbed the front of her costume before she could react, lifted her off the ground and slammed her into the wall, right where she hit it the first time. More of the wall shattered as he tried to use his strength to shove her clear through the wall. It knocked the breath out of her and felt something brush against her side, gambling on luck, she grabbed it and shoved it into IB's stomach.
There was a loud pop throughout the bank as IB started to scream, fell to the floor in a series of spasms. Fatigued beyond anything she'd ever experienced, Avenger realized she'd just shoved a live electrical line right into IB's stomach and that it was electrocuting him to death.
"No!" She yelled and moved to save him with one though ran through her mind. 'Where the hell was Crush?'
One month later...
In a mansion at the outskirts of Atlanta, Georgia the sounds of feet pounding against the floor as someone ran could be heard from quite a distance away. If one took the time to really listen they would realize that they were growing louder as they approached.
Looking inside a nearby window, after carefully working past a very elaborate security net of trip wires, lasers, and motion detectors. You would gaze upon one Ryan Talbot, a treasure hunter of the highest order. He stood just under six foot tall and was at that moment running through his house, past dozens of paintings, down a flight of stairs, and past a suit of full plate armor set up in one corner.
From the frantic look on his slightly white face and the amount of sweat collecting on his body it appeared as if he was frightened of something. It must be noted that he was also completely naked except for a conveniently placed towel that he wasn't' bothering to hold in place has he moved, almost as if it was 'hooked' in place by something.
His breath came in ragged gasps as he looked behind him ever few steps to make sure something wasn't following him, but that quickly changed as he heard a sound. A sound that under normal circumstances would have filled him with joy, but on this occasion is sent a chill down his spine as he reached the bottom of the stairs and made a hard right turn.
"Ryan!"
Ryan screamed and picked up speed as he entered the living room, a rather large one with several couches that he rarely used and skidded to a stop as he spotted the thing that had caused this whole mess in the first place. "Gina!"
Gina Diggers lounged on the couch in her trademark super tight shorts and t-shirt as she gazed smokilly at him from over the edge of her glasses. "There's no need to run...I have some actions in mind that will be a lot more...fun." She said seductively as she rolled to her knees and crawled along the couch.
"N-now Gina...can't we talk about this?" Ryan stuttered out as he backed away, though he had to whimper a bit as the towel rose up a bit at the sight of his girlfriend. Her eyes had THAT look again, the one that told him that there would be no escape.
"Come to me Ryyyyyyyyan." Gina purred as she grinned at him.
"B-b-b-b-but...."
She started to pout. "But you promised."
"I know...but I didn't..." Ryan stalled as he tried to inch his way across the room to the door that led out into the backyard and possible freedom.
"I will have what I was promised yesterday." Gina said as she slid off the couch and stalked toward him.
He whimpered, his breath going ragged again from the sight of her braless breasts shaking back and forth as she moved. Then she dove at him and made a grab, but he dropped and rolled to the side and came up running, then he felt the rather odd feeling one achieved when they were running around completely naked and dove behind the nearest couch. He yelped as he realized that Gina was grinning at him as she held up his towel and laughed. "Give that back!"
"Come and get it stud muffin, you know the price." She said with a lusty cackle.
"Come on, I can only go for so long..." Ryan tried to say.
"No, no, no, you got it all wrong! Yesterday was only a warm up for what we will be doing all weekend!" Gina crowed as she leered at him.
"We were doing it all night long! I'm tired!" Ryan yelled. "I need rest, some food, even a break!"
"You promised to satisfy me and you haven't done that yet." Gina said as she draped the towel over her shoulders.
He stood up slowly and used the couch to hid his nudity. "Alright, just give the towel back."
She grinned. "What's the magic word?"
"Don't ambush me in the shower."
"Ah, but that is when the prey is most vulnerable." She explained.
"Humph! Well if that is way you want to play it." He said as he stepped out from behind the couch and watched as her eyes traveled down his body and locked in place. She gave a silly little grin as he walked forward and pushed her against the wall with a thump. Then blushed as he brushed up against her. He smirked down at her as he took her hands in his and pressed her against the wall a little harder.
"Oh Ryan!" She breathed.
"Thanks."
"Your BACK HERE!" Gina screamed as Ryan grabbed the towel and ran for it. "I NEED YOUR MAGIC WAND AGAIN!"
He almost made it, but suddenly a bubble of solid air surrounded him and completely lost his balance. Whimpering a little, he turned around to watch as Gina put her bubble gun away and slinked across the room to glare at him. She was ginning at him and he realized he might have just gone too far.
"I think I need to 'punish' you now." Gina said with a blush and her glasses steamed up as she pulled something from behind her back and grinned evilly.
"Oh god, no…" Ryan muttered and screamed like a little girl.
"Did I ever tell you about what I did when I was a teenager?" Britanny asked as she sat down on the couch beside her husband Strype. He was flipping through the TV channels as he glanced over at his wife.
They had the house to themselves for a few hours now that Brianna was out buying the monthly supplies. Britanny stretched and hugged her husband, she was dressed in one of the skimpy outfits that she liked to wear. It showed even more skin than her adventuring outfit and considering how skimpy that outfit is, he was getting an eyeful.
Strype never complained when she walked around in an outfit like that, so he stared down at her and smiled in that cat like way that the Kyrn race was noted for.
"Nope, you don't talk about that time of your life very much." He shook his head and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Heh, I do tend to avoid talking about those days." Britanny purred as she snuggled against Strype. "I suppose I would rather forget about it than talk about it than tell anyone of that time."
"How come, it couldn't have been that bad."
"Embarrassment mostly." Brittany explained and shivered a bit.
"Oh?" Strype asked, knowing better than ask what would embarrass a seven foot were cheetah that wore clothing so revealing that she could have walked around naked and not really drawn any more attention than she already did. It was how he noticed her after all.
She nodded and blushed through her facial fur. "I was playing at using my abilities to be a superhero."
"Oh?" Strype grinned down at her. "What did you call yourself?"
"Heh, your going to have to better than that to get that name out of me." Britanny said.
"What did you do, save animals in trees and such?"
"Naw, we fought criminals like superheroes are supposed to do. Me and Pinky were partners and we had tons of fun. She still fights crime around New York even today."
"She called herself Pinky?" Strype asked as an odd picture formed in his mind, of a buck toothed cartoon mouse saying 'snarf'.
Britanny laughed. "Naw, that was her nick name. Everything she owned was pink, her clothing, apartment, car, everything. So was her superhero costume, it was made out of pink leather. To this day I can't figure out how she pulled that one off. She even wore a pink cape and cowl, though these days it's more of a red than pink, and she has a black cape."
"How in the world did she fight in that outfit?"
"There were a few problems at first, but as time went along she started to adapt to the role and built her own equipment. Like her collapsible staff and a special weave she uses for her rope. Anyway, I was brining her up cause I received a message from her this morning saying she was coming by for a visit."
"So I get to meet this friend of yours, I think I'd like that."
"Can I talk you into grilling us up dinner?" Britanny asked with a sly grin.
"Of course."
Cheetah looked up as the doorbell rings and had to pull herself away from her husband. "That must be her, though I didn't expect her to show up this early."
"Well go get the door, I'll go and get the grill set up. It'll take a little while to get it set up just right."
She kissed her husband, jumped up, and ran for the door. Less than a second later she appeared at the door and threw it open. "Dani!" Said happily.
"It's been…"
Two arms wrap around her and Cheetah realizes that she's got a crying girl in her arms. "Cheets!" Dani sobbed. "He died!"
"Oh boy." Cheetah muttered and hugged her crying friend.
On Interstate twenty-four just outside of Atlanta, three girls were standing in front of a broken down car parked on the edge of the road. The car itself was smoking up a storm, sending a large cloud of white smoke in all directions. Just a few minutes before they had been cruising along nicely, for once using a normal mode of travel instead of some of the more esoteric ways the three of them had available.
The black haired one was Ichikun Ichinohei or Ichi and she was wearing a bright blue sundress and a large hat to keep the sun out of her eyes as she leaned over the edge of the engine and pretended to have some idea how the thing worked. She had quite a history, but the most notable fact about her was that she was a trained ninja of some talent. Mystic martial arts techniques were no problem, but she couldn't even run a toaster to save her
life.
"Asrial? What about this thingy here?"
Beside her was a girl who rarely traveled by car, Mimi Masters and her cat Aloysius. Who at that very moment was sound asleep in the back seat of the open topped car snoring louder than most humans were capable of doing. Since he could talk, this wasn't saying much.
Mimi Masters was a very nice and out going girl who liked to be thought of as wise and learned, that was why she was wearing a black and white outfit that covered her from head to toe. As a witch she could do quite a few spells and had studied her family magic for years. Aloysius was her familiar, and they tended to disagree with each other quite a bit. When it came to cars, she had a bit more knowledge than Ichi, but her first instinct
was to grab her broom out of the trunk and fly.
"Ichi? That's a stick." Mimi said as she looked at the engine through the small square glasses resting on the edge of her nose.
"But..." Ichi muttered.
Beneath the car itself were a pair of well shaped legs, well one has to admit that all three girls were quite pretty, but these just stood out since they weren't covered by a dress. The two girls stepped back as the third girl used her super strength to lift the car's front end up, then braced that with her feet and freed up her hands to fix something with the bottom of the engine.
Asrial was a little short, but that hid the fearsome talents the girl rarely used. Her super strength, royal blood, and her alien physique just stood out. Asrial's people were more animal like than human, but her current human form was the result of a transformation process that had been developed by her people. So she looked like a blonde haired beauty with and extra set of rounded hears sticking out of her hair higher up on her head.
"It's not a wiring problem." She called up to Ichi.
"It's not?"
"Nope, it's the radiator. I'm fixing it as best I can right now, it just needs a little adjustment. Anybody got an egg handy…never mind." Asrial said as she lifted a large hammer out of a nearby toolbox and muttered quietly. "This thing will work, or else."
"I can cast a spell to keep the engine cool until we reach Atlanta, Asrial." Mimi suggested.
"Naw, I think I've got it." Asrial said as she smacked something a couple of times and shook the whole car.
"I think I would rather take my broom to Atlanta now." Mimi said and walked towards the trunk where her broom and a bag were located. She heard someone switch on the radio.
…lcome to the FTLite radio talk. Today we are discussing superheroes and the role they played in our society over the years. The most notable would Mister Miracle and the Justice Friends. Where are they today, ten years after they disbanded and vanished without a trace? Who were these people and just how much did they affect our nation as a whole? Did they meet a monster so dangerous that they couldn't defeat him? Or were they disillusioned by the way the public could turn on them like a rabid wolverine every time they made a mistake and proved that they were just human after all…
"Ichi, what the hell are you listening to?" Asrial yelled. "Find something different!"
"Humph!" The Asian girl muttered and turned the station.
"Find something that has music at least. I built the radio to pick up any station available in this hemisphere of the planet. One of them has to have some music playing."
"Show off."
"Exhibitionist."
"Asrial!"
Giggling, Asrial extracted herself from below the car and sat it down on the ground without much trouble. She ignored the glare that Ichi was giving her, they had a kind of on and off friendship, so it was impossible to tell what the girl was thinking from one second to the next. Picking up a rag she tried to rub some grease off her hands and shook her head. "I've got it fixed Mimi, there's no need to fly off just because of this little set
back."
Shrugging, Mimi decided to wait and see if the car would even move before she grabbed her broom and did just that. Ever since they left there had been something bothering her, but she just couldn't tell where it was coming from. "How long do you think it will be before we get to Atlanta?"
"We're about an hour away at these crawling speeds." Asrial said as several cars blew by them at eighty or so.
"My broom can make better speed than that."
"I know, we could too if I flew us there, but this is supposed to be a vacation for all of us."
Mimi shook her head. "I have to go to Atlanta to investigate some magical disturbances that have been reported lately."
Aloysius yawned and sat up as Mimi scooted into him. "Are we there yet? I'm bored out of my little feline mind here."
"We broke down, we still have an hour or so to go." The cat cursed and Mimi batted him over the head. "No need to say That."
"Yeah whatever, let's just fly."
"But Aloysius, you hate to fly." Mimi pointed out.
"So what? It's got to be better than getting a sunburn in the back of a car." The cat complained as it flopped down and glared at her.
Asrial didn't bother to reply as she started the car up and watched as the temperature gauge went back to normal. Seconds later they were flying down the road. "There we go, all fixed."
"Let's just go." Ichi muttered. "Unlike the two of you, I was forced to come along when I had better things to do. Like practice."
"Geeze, I just thought you would like to meet Ranma." Asrial said.
Ichi rolled her eyes. "Ever since Jeremy picked you I swear you've been playing matchmaker with me and all your other friends."
Sweat dropping, Asrial tried not to look to surprised at her rival's comment. "Why would you say something like that. Hehehe."
Mimi let out a loud sigh, and then, for no reason at all, the car suddenly back fired with a huge bang that scared them all. Screaming, Asrial lost control and got distracted as Ichi pulled two long swords from out of no where and flipped out of her seat and landed with one foot on the head rest. The other on the top of the edge of the windshield as the wind from the moving vehicle blew her sundress up and flashed her panties to the world.
She grinned as she maintained perfect balance even when the car flew over the ditch and went airborne for just a few seconds. Her blades flashed in the sunlight just before the car landed hard and used the movement to leap off the car. Mimi and Asrial weren't too far behind her, as she used a spell, to make sure they all landed safely and as light as a feather.
The Salusian princess landed about ten yards away easily enough, but Ichi was still moving quite fast and didn't have the alien's strength handy to absorb the high speed impact. She landed hard and went down in a roll, making sure her swords didn't have a chance to kill her. Above them Mimi held Aloysius in her arms as she floated gently to the ground in a bubble of magic energy.
"&%$#." Asrial cussed, using words that made even Ichi blush a little.
"It's okay Princess…" Ichi started to say.
"What the &%$%# happened?!"
"I have no idea."
Mimi pointed to the car. "What is wrong with the thing? I'm getting my broom."
They all turned to see the car, still in one pieces and undamaged, sparking with electricity as it started to move with no driver. Its tires spun and it began to glow a with an eerie white light and did a few doughnuts in the middle of the field.
"It's possessed!"
"Yeah right, it's just got a screw loose or something in the computer controls." Asrial muttered. "We have to get it back under control or we won't be able to get to Atlanta on time."
"Just shoot it!" Ichi yelled and pulled a large sword from out of nowhere. "Hell, I'll just cut it in half and be done with the stupid thing."
Asrial ran over and stopped Ichi before the girl could do anything. "I don't want to walk to Atlanta, do you?"
Behind them Aloysius opened his eyes and the cat yawned. "They are at it again, can we just ditch them Mimi?"
"Don't be rude Aloysius, let's just stop the car thing and get back on the road."
"Whatever." The cat muttered. "At least we aren't flying."
…reports are still coming on about the destruction of several blocks in down town Queens. No one died, but hundreds were hospitalized with first and second-degree burns…
"Who turned on the &%$##$% radio?!" Asrial yelled. "I hate talk shows!"
Sniffling, Dani sipped at her coffee and looked like she was about to break down again. Her hair was a mess, and there wasn't a hint of pink in anything she was wearing. Instead she was wearing a skirt and a blouse combination, both dark red.
Britanny wondered, as she sat next to her friend, if she had bothered to change her clothes any time in the last couple of weeks. She ignored the fact that she could smell her friend at twenty paces, all she wanted to know is who hurt her friend and whether they would be receiving a visit from the Diggers girls.
"What did you mean earlier?"
"I…I was on a case, and after a few days me and Barb tracked the perp to a bank he was robbing."
Brit nodded, though she was a bit surprised to hear that Dani was hanging out with Barbara. "Why was Barbara there?"
"We have breakfast together every now and then. She was trying to get me to take a break when we came across the guy."
"So what happened after that?"
"He was inside the bank and I went in to stop him."
"Sounds reasonable."
Dani sniffled again. "I fought him, but he was monstrously strong and I was stalling, hoping that Barb would help me out like she used to."
"She didn't show?"
"No, and I got in a position where I had to fight back a little harder. He…he threw me across the room and I hit the wall hard enough to break the wall."
Brit winced a little.
"Then he was there, lifting me up into the air and slamming me into the wall again. Barb still wasn't there, and I was desperate, so I reached out blindly and grabbed something. When I found it I didn't waste any time shoving it into his stomach." Dani started to cry. "It was a large electrical wire, Cheats, it electrocuted him to…death!"
"Oh Dani." Brit whispered as she hugged her friend. "What happened after that?"
"I was horrified that I'd even done something like that. So I tried to save him, but then the police came and I had to leave. I've been hiding ever since and haven't even seen Barbara since that day."
"Well you need some time to relax." Brit said as they stood up and she led her friend out of the room. "I want you to spend some time in the hot tub and get cleaned up."
"That sounds so good." Dani sighed. "I just want to forget it ever happened, but the harder I try the worse I feel."
"Well for now don't worry about, but eventually you will need to do something about it. It was an accident, so it's not completely your fault."
"I keep telling myself that, but it always sounds like I'm lying to myself."
"Things will work out." Brit said as they stepped out onto the back patio. The hot tub was already filling as they approached. "Now strip! Get in there and relax!"
"But…"
Brit grabbed her friend by the arms, picked her up…
"CHEETS DON'T YOU DARE!" Dani yelled.
…and dropped her in, clothes and all. "Now RELAX, I'll be back in a few minutes."
Dani laughed a little and started to remove her clothes. She already felt a little cleaner than she'd been in days. After the shirt came off Brit came back with a large towel and tossed it on the deck beside the tub.
"Now strip out of those wet things, wrap the towel around yourself and RELAX!" Britanny commanded.
The blonde glared at her friend for a second before she sighed loudly before she did what her friend said. A few seconds later the two of the were sitting in the tub letting the hot water swirl around them. Brit grinned, well like a cat, and stretched just as her husband walked out onto the deck and sat a tray down beside the tub. She noticed the wine glasses instantly.
"Ladies."
"Hi Strype, how are doing?" Dani asked as she suddenly remembered what kind of body her best friend's husband possessed. Every square inch of his body was pure muscle.
"Not bad, I should have dinner finished in a few minutes. I'll bring it out for you when it's done."
"Thank you."
As Strype left, Brit turned to her friend. "So, have you managed to find a boyfriend yet?"
"Finally!" Ichi yelled as the car swung around the curve of the road and they got their first look at Atlanta. No one really had much to say though, they needed a break and radio kept getting interrupted by new broadcasts.
…blackouts continue to plague the east coast today, with over forty five blackouts reported since dawn this morning. They seem to last between two and five hours before the power comes back on without repairs from the local power companies. Baffled employees…
In the back seat Mimi was reading a book and memorizing a couple of spells and trying to pass the time as Ichi and Asrial sniped at each other. Ten minutes after this trip started she'd decided that riding along with these two was a seriously bad idea. She glanced behind her and wondered if her broom was okay, it would have to be if she was going to ditch these two.
Aloysius was on his back, sleeping beside her, and snoring up a storm. For some reason he kept mumbling about giant tuna as his tail lashed back and forth in her lap.
"How much longer do you think?" Mimi asked.
Asrial glanced back at her. "Not to long, I've been here a couple of times before so I figure twenty minutes or so."
"I'm thirsty." Ichi muttered.
"Well I suppose we can stop at a convenience store…"
"Sounds good to me, anything to keep from dying of boredom." Ichi muttered and twirled a knife in her fingers. She grinned a little as it 'accidentally', with pinpoint accuracy, shot out of her hand and into the tire of a car parked along the side of the road.
"ICHI!"
"What, it slipped."
"I can't believe you did that!"
"Wake me when this snooze fest is over with."
Mimi sighed, her broom was so close and yet so far away.
None of them noticed that the car seemed to be driving a little smoother than it had before the wreck. Sure Asrial noticed a slight difference, but nothing that really stood out and just figured jumping off the road had corrected some problems.
She spotted a store a few minutes later and the three girls jumped out as soon as the car came to a stop. They looked up at the stores name. "Breezy Mart?"
"What the hell kind of name is that?" Ichi muttered.
"A rather 'smelly' one." Aloysius said as he hopped up on Mimi's shoulder.
All three girls glared at the cat and he gave them an innocent look.
"We might as well go home, this whole trip is completely ruined." Ichi growled.
"Well we can at least stop by the Diggers house like we were planning on. After this crappy trip I don't want to come all this way just to not show up."
They stepped into the store and instantly noticed several people standing at the counter with their hands in the air. They all turned in unison just as a guy shoved the barrel of an automatic rifle in their face and screamed. He didn't say anything, just screamed.
And collapsed to the floor as Ichi pulled her sword out of his leg, yanked the large weapon out of his hand, and kicked him in the head. Ichi handed the gun to Asrial. "Geeze, do you think this place has any health food?"
"Who cares." Asrial said as she snapped the rifle in half with her bare hands and tossed them in a nearby trash can. "Useless things."
The girls stepped over the unconscious thief and Mimi bent down and placed a small coin on his forehead and he vanished from sight with a little pop. His clothing on the other hand stayed where it was on the floor. Then they all headed for the cooler in back and the rest of the customers suddenly made a break for it, quickly evacuating the store.
A very pale and nervous teenaged kid stood behind the counter as the three girls approached. Asrial sat her drink down on the counter and the kid fainted, dropping to the floor with a whimper. Then Ichi kicked the counter.
"What is it with the wimps in this town?"
Asrial shrugged. "We deal with crap like this all the time, they don't."
"Well just put some money down on the counter and lets go meet Gina."
"Sounds good to me, at least we had a little excitement."
"He was a wimp, didn't even pull the trigger or anything." Ichi complained. "What did you do to him anyway, Mimi?"
"Oh, I just teleported him."
"Where to?"
Aloysius snickered from Mimi's shoulder. "Mimi can be a bit hard on guys like that."
"So?"
The witch shrugged and pointed across the street. All the girls blinked as they noticed the thief, completely naked, clinging to the top of a fifty foot flag pole. He was perched at the very top and scared out of his mind.
"Why'd you put him up there?"
"Thought he should get a different perspective on things." The witch said and glared in the guy's direction. He started to cry.
"Wow, I haven't seen anything like that since high school."
"Oh yeah, Professor Steamhead's Rocket poles." Ichi shuddered as she remembered one guy launching himself over two hundred feet in the air.
As the girls left the customers started to crawl out of their hiding places and approach the doors with caution. Glanced out the door as one large body and breathed a sigh of relief as the girls drove off.
To Be Continued…
Notes: Pinky was actually at Britanny and Strype's wedding, but if they met and talked at any time I don't remember it. Dani was a part of Britanny's family side. She was even there in costume, so she kind of stood out, though among that crowd it would be a bit hard to spot her considering who else was there. Heh. So I think Strype might have at least heard of her at some point before this, but like a lot of guys, he's forgotten. :P
For some reason has set things up so that my usual scene breaks will not show up at all, completely erasing them. They did give us those lines you see in the story, but I really, really don't like them. It messes up my style. It's not that big a deal I guess, but still, I wish they would have given us a choice in the matter.