Delta City PI #39
The Final Chapter
By DeannaTroi

This is a work of fiction.  It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.  All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older.

Since this is the last chapter of the story, I should make sure to be clear on the copyright!  Delta City and the heroines of the She Legion are the property and creation of Mr. X.  The heroines include:  Ms. Americana (Brenda Wade), Flag Girl (Lydia Willis), Green Spectre (Axanna Morgan), Spectre Girl (Summer Morgan), Lady Midnight (Angela Greer), Got Gal (Tonya O'Donnell), Got Chic (Anita Jackson), Night Raven (Lydia Borden), Lady Kraft, Battle Sprite, Omega Woman (Cameron Drake), Jungle Babe (Dana McQueen), Amazing Babe (Jessica Lochheart), Champion Girl(Candace Graham), Wolf Woman Power Lass (Karen Clark), Hexanna, Shield (Carla Rodgers) and Esha (ok, not really a hero).  Many of the villains are also the property of Mr. X and include Professor Pervo, The Trapster, The Geek, Nightmare Witch, Dragon Queen, The Bilbo Brothers (Bart and Biff), Dr. Armageddon, Panthress (Hench babes Puss and Boots), Kitty Kat (Henchmen: Morris & Tabby, others I added), Ghost Pirate / Pirate King (dual personality supplied by me), The Aberration, Lord Power and Captain Chloroform.  Commissioner Borden and Professor Werder are also a Mr. X creation.

I collaborated with Silk Cords for part of this story.  Characters created by Silk Cords were Witchfire (Krystal), Lt. Falcon, Dr. Weird, Charity, Roberto (Berto) Pari, and Danni.  Silk Cords also originated the concept of Sanctuary (I had a little input).  The character of FBI Special Agent Quinton Sullivan is the creation of Comix Fana.  Stupendous Girl, who got mentioned in a couple of chapters is the creation of Rook.  I encourage you to check out the stories of all these authors on this site.

Some characters from DC and Marvel got mentions during the story and of course they are property of those companies.

All the other characters are my creation.  The major ones include:  Nancy, Cindy Kelly, Cyril and everyone from the Pussycat Club, Dolphin Woman (ellen Pope), Ms. Patriot (Christine Simmons), Blue Bird (Bonnie Bell), BB (Billie Bell), Desert Fox (Dawn Cloud), Megan Fitzpatrick, Skylar Bridge, Gregor Sandor, Randy Oaks, Demons (Danial, Danielle, Moonsilver & Tendril) and the Wong / Red Dragon Clan.   I freely donate them to anyone who wants to use them in their own stories.  I just ask that you try and keep their characters in line with what has been depicted in these stories.  Of course, if you have some really cool idea that doesn't, then I guess go ahead.

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Author's Note
This is the last chapter of the story.  I don't have a sequel planned though there are a few hooks left in place for one if I ever want to.  I hope people have enjoyed the story.  I have enjoyed writing it, so maybe that is all that really matters.  Sorry if there isn't as much sex in this final chapter as some people might like.  There were a lot of plot points that needed to be tidied up.  Sometimes erotic fiction can be a lot like a musical.  In a musical, people break out in song for no good reason while in erotic fiction, sex can break out for no good reason other than it is expected.  I tried to avoid that in favour of telling a story.  Sue me.


General Ross watched as a battered, blue Honda Civic weaved its way down the road, dodging around his tanks.  It pulled up next to him right by the inpenterable barrier around Delta City and a window rolled down.  The crusty general found himself staring at a good looking blonde in a trenchcoat and glancing into the backseat, he saw another blonde in a gray swimsuit and mask and a blue haired girl dressed in jeans, but also wearing a mask.

"I don't know who the hell you three think you are, but this area is off limits to civilians," snapped the general.

The blonde driving the car gave the general a cool stare for a moment.  "So, you have a plan to rescue the city do you?" she asked.

"We can't get into the damn city," snarled Ross.  "In case you hadn't noticed, there is a force field of some kind that nothing can get through.  Maybe, you would like to take a crack at it?   Maybe your Batmobile or whatever this piece of junk is can ram its way through something our tanks can't even dent?" he asked sarcastically.

"Well, since you gave us permission to try, we will," said Nancy and she stuck her head out the window and yelled at the invisible wall.  "Hey you demon assholes, how about making an opening in this fucking thing so we can get in.  It's high time we settled things once and for all."

The general opened his mouth to laugh and then stopped when an opening just big enough for the Honda appeared in the barrier.

"Thanks for nothing you bastards," yelled Nancy and drove through the opening into what was rapidly turning into hell.

Only one soldier had the wit to get through the barrier before it closed.  Sgt. Jimmy Golden of the Marines had recognized the woman driving the Honda.  It was the private eye who had come to talk to him about his missing sister.  Jimmy Golden was damned if he was going to sit on his ass out here.  For reasons he couldn't articulate, he had a debt of thanks to repay to this woman.

* * *

"I wish you two had stayed out of this," said Nancy to BB and Ellen in the back seat as they drove through deserted streets.  Deserted, except for the odd body lying here and there.  The rest of the population of Delta City apparently being holed up in their houses or workplaces.  Now and then they caught sight of a demon roaming around or one of the Flyer things in the air.

"I don't know," said Ellen.  "I think some big boobed blonde bimbo I know was always harping at us that we had a responsibility to others."

"I thought that was Aunt May?" said BB.  

"Very funny," grumbled Nancy.

When Nancy and Ellen had returned from Bridge's Island,they found  BB had stopped her crying and stood there waiting in the cove with Helen and Paul Pope.  All she had said to them was "Thank you," and then followed the detective to her car and climbed in the back seat with Ellen.  The RPG launcher was still riding shotgun beside the detective.

* * *

Cindy Kelly smashed her baton into the eye of the worm like creature that was trying to force its way through the barrier they had erected to block the main doors of Police HQ.  The thing screamed and fell back even as some of her fellow officers lugged over more desks and other furniture to add to the barrier.  These creatures were incredibly tough, but they could be hurt by blunt force and edged weapons.  For the most part they just laughed off small caliber bullets from handguns though concentrated fire from assault rifles could kill them.  The really odd thing was how they had seemed immune to the high tech weapons of the MATS squad, almost as if they had known about them in advance and somehow been able to protect themselves from those weapons.  That was a disturbing thought for Cindy and well above her pay grade.

 Well, there weren't many of the MATS troopers left and Cindy hadn't seen or heard anything of Chief Hawk since that disasterous battle downtown.  Battle, hah!  Slaughter was more like it, she thought.  Somewhat to her surprise, Cmmissioner Borden had stepped in with something more than bluster to organize what was left of the Delta City PD to fight back.  The creatures, however, had also changed their tactics and now seemed to be concentrating on Police HQ and a handful of other buildings where they had tried to counterattack from.  At least they were leaving most of the apartment buildings and houses alone to concentrate on the resistance, but Cindy didn't know how much longer they could hold out.

The other thought that occupied Cindy's mind when she could spare time for it, was the whereabouts of the She Legion.  She knew the attacks by the super villains, the monsters and even her own police had driven them back into their HQ, but surely they would now come out to fight for the city?  Could they have been so demoralized by the attacks that they wouldn't fight?  It was hard to belive, but so far no one had reported any sign of the heroines.

* * *

The members of the She Legion had just started to recover from the effects of the attack by Dragon Queen's eggs and their drugs when the first reports of demon attacks started to come in.  It took them a few minutes to find and repair their costumes and they had rushed out to defend their city.  The city might have turned its back on them, but the superheroines were incapable of turning their backs on the city.

Ms. Americana had been the first out the door and had been met by a large green fist that smashed her back to collide with some of the others who had been close behind her.

"We've been waiting for you bitches," said the Aberration.

Ms. Americana got back to her feet, rubbing her jaw where the villain had hit her.  "Are you insane?" she demanded.  "The city is under a major attack by demons or whatever those things are and you decide now is a good time to pick a fight with us?"  The Queen of Justice glared at the Aberration and for the first time realized he wasn't alone.  Beside him were Dragon Queen, the Bilbo Brothers, Nightmare Witch, Lord Power, Panthress, Dr. Armageddon, the Geek, Captain Chloroform and numerous henchmen, henchwomen and robots.  Presumably the robots were courtesy of the Geek as she remembered them with little fondness from the parade float.

"We got an offer from the winning side," said the Aberration. "In exchange for taking care of you super sluts, we get management spots with the new owners of the city."

"Then you are all fools if you think your new masters will have any more use for you other than as food," cried Hexanna who raised her skull staff to send magical bolts hurling at the assembled villains.  Before the sorceress could utter her spell, however, magical red tendrils materialized behind her.  One slammed into her mouth and down her throat to choke off her words  while others ripped off her recently restored costume and still others forced their way into her ass and pussy.  The blonde witch gave an anguished moan of shock and pleasure and collapsed to the ground as the tendrils fucked her.

Similar tendrils also grabbed Amazing Babe who had been standing nearest to Hexanna.  Like her fellow heroine, the blonde teen found herself restrained and stripped, but the tentacles didn't penetrate her as they had done the witch.  Amazing Babe wondered why briefly until she saw Nightmare Witch sauntering towards her, removing her clothes as she came.  Amazing Babe opened her mouth to protest, but her voice was cut off by the witch's wet cunt pressing into her mouth.

"Let's see just how amazing you are dear," laughed the dark haired witch.  Amazing Babe tried to fight her damned Aphrodite instincts, she really did, but there was a magical, musky smell to the witch's pussy and she stuck out her tongue and began to lap enthusiastically as Nightmare Witch moaned with pleasure.

The other heroines stood stunned for a second then some leaped to try and help Hexanna and Amazing Babe while others charged at the assembled villains.

Lady Midnight was among those who rushed to aid Hexanna, but before she could do more than make a futile tug at the tendril in the witch's pussy, Biff Bilbo ran in, picked her up and carried  her twenty feet away before setting her down.  The ebony heroine blinked and tried to get her bearings, but the speedster slammed several punches into her gut and doubling her over.  While Lady Midnight struggled for breath, Biff ripped off the spare uniform she kept at She Legion HQ.  He then pushed the stunned heroine to her hands and knees and quickly mounted her from behind, shoving his cock deep into her pussy.

"Mmmmm, kind of squishy in here," snickred Biff.  "Methinks the lady has gotten fucked a few times already today.  Good thing I am not the squeamish type who doesn't like sloppy seconds, though in this case it feels more like sloppy sevens or eights."

"Get off me you bastard," screamed Lady Midnight, but she couldn't dislodge her attacker as he continued to drive his cock in and out of her

Mmmm, I just love hot chocolate," laughed Biff  "Maybe I will get you for my own sex slave under the new management."

Spectre Girl was jumped by Puss and Boots who after a struggle managed to pin the sidekick to the ground and the blonde teen looked up to see Panthress coming towards her, stroking her large shemale cock.

"No!" cried the frightened teen.  "Stay away from me with that freaky fucking she cock you bitch!"

"Ooo, what a foul mouth yu got," laughed Panthress.  I dont have any soap to wash out your mouth, so my cum will just have to do."  

Spectre Girl's next yell turned into a gurgle as the thick black cock of the shemale villainess rammed itself between her lips and all the way down her throat.  The sidekick moaned and thrashed helplessly as her face was fucked and Puss and Boots began to strip her naked.

Green Spectre had instantly moved to help her sidekick and daughter, but suddenly a chloroform coated clothe was clapped over her mouth from behind and she inhaled a lungful before she knew it was there.  The green clad blonde felt her knees start to buckle and the world start to spin around her.

Captain Chloroform ground his cock into Green Spectre's ass from behind as he felt her weaken.  "I always said you can't beat a good MILF when it comes to fucking," said the villain.  You and I are going to play while your sweet little sidekick gets her brains fucked out before your eyes."  Holding the now limp Green Spectre with one arm, Captain Chloro yanked off the heroine's top and bottom then pulled down his pants and freed his cock for action.  "Ass or pussy?" he mused and then Green Spectre screamed as he made his choice and drove his cock deep up her shapely ass.

Her anger at what was happening all around her and what was happening to her city made Ms. Americana rash and she charged straight at the Aberration and punched him with everything she had on his jaw and all he had done was blink and smile at her.  One large hand had then grabbed her shoulder to hold her in place and the other hand slapped her hard across the face.  The Aberration released the stunned heroine who stumbled back, minus her red, white and blue bikini top as the creature had grasped it with one hand and pulled it off.  Advancing, the Aberration pushed Ms. Americana hard and she fell onto her back on the parking lot' surface.  Another tug removed her panties and then the Aberration was between her spread legs shoving his massive green cock into her pussy.

"Mmm, I never get tired of fucking your all american cunt," laughed the Aberration and he reached up to squeeze her 38G tits roughly.

"Great Liberty!" cried Ms Americana as she felt the monster's huge cock spread her sacred womanhood open and begin to pound in and out of her.  ""Oh Goddess, stop that you beast, oh goddess, it's too big!  It feels too good!  I can't take it.  You are going to make me climax!"

Seeing her mentor being manhandled and fucked by the Aberration, the pig tailed, blonde Flag Girl rushed to try and stop this outrage.  The Aberration didn't even seem to notice her punch to the back of his head, but he released his hold on Ms. Americana's hooters long enough to grab the teen and slam her face down on top of the Queen of Justice, producing an "oof" from both heroines as the wind was knocked out of their lungs and stunning them for a moment.  Taking quick advantage of this, the villain  stripped the spunky teen naked and he pulled his cock from Ms. Americana's pussy and impaled the sidekick's cunt with it, driving her body hard against Ms. Americana under her.

"Why don't you give your sidekick a kissy pooh," suggested the Aberration to the stunned heroine.

"Never!" cried Ms. Americana defiantly as she stared into the face of her teen sidekick.  The heroine watched the shock and shame on the teen's face become replaced by pleasure as the Aberration continued to drive his massive cock into her tight teen pussy.

"I'm, I'm sorry Ms. A, but it feels so good and your body feels so nice and soft and your lips look so delicious," moaned Flag Girl and then the sidekicklowered her face to her mentor's and captured her lips in a hard kiss that made Ms. Americana's baby blue eyes fly open wide in shock.

"Mmmmm, I guess the rumours on the street about your sidekick being a lesbo ever since the Geek plucked her cherry are true," snickered the Aberration.

There was a muffled protest from Ms. Americana and then a grunt as the Aberration pulled his cock from Flag Girl's twat and rammed it home once more into the Queen of Justice.  It was too much for even a superior woman to take and Ms. Americana began to return Flag Girl's kiss with enthusiasm.  She knew it was a perversion of the sacred heroine-sidekick bond, but she just couldn't help herself at the moment.  Besides if the rumours were true about Got Gal and Got Chic, she was hardly the first heroine to make out with her sidekick.

"I've always liked Asian food," said a smiling Bart Bilbo as he confronted Azure Angel.

"Then chew on this," yelled the busty teen and she aimed a kick at the smirking villain's face.  Unfortunately, she had telegraphed the kick and Bart simply caught her foot and lifted her into the air, danglingher upside down from his large hand.

"Jeez, I don't even have to take them out myself do I?" laughed Bart as Azure Angel's J cup tits fell out of her top.  "Those babies look good enough to fuck," and Bart smashed Azure Angel down onto her back on the rough ground, knocking the wind out of her.  Before the Asian heroine could recover, Bart was on top pinning her arms down with his one hand and sliding his large cock between her breasts.  The teen hero could do nothing but watch the huge head slide up and down between her boobs, coating them with precum and making it easier to slide his cock in the deep valley between her breasts.  The sight was mesmerizing and when Bart released her hands and told her to wrap her tits tighter around his dick,her damn Aphrodite gene had her complying without waiting for her brain to realize what her hands were doing.

"Mmmm, that's a good super slut,"laughed Bart.  "I am so going to paint your face and tits with my spunk."

Perhaps the strongest member of the She Legion, Power Lass had simply gone for the closest villain who happened to be the Geek.  Rather than look afraid, however, the scrawny nerd pointed some kind of device at her which made Power Lass laugh as nothing that small was going to hurt her.  Unfortunately for the impulsive heroine, it wasn't any mere gun, but a generator of high magnetic fields which promptly reduced her power to next to nothing.

"What, what did you do to me?" wailed Power Lass as she stood there on suddenly wobbely legs feeling drained of all her energy.

The Geek didn't bother replying to the dumb bimbo's question, but gestured to one of the robots beside him.  "Power Lass, meet Power Girl," chortled the Geek as one of his robots from the aborted DCIC float stepped forward and a panel slid aside to let a large dildo slide out.  The heroine and the robot were enough alike to be twins, down to hair colour, hair length, boob size and even their white leotard costumes with the cut out to display their cleavage.

Power Lass's costume, however, didn't stay on for very long as the robot Power Girl ripped it off and throwing the flesh and blood heroine to the ground, quickly mounted her pussy from behind.  Power Lass's mouth opened to scream her indignation and the Geek slammed his cock down her gaping throat.

Champion Girl had charged at the half man, half machine Lord Power who held up a palm as if to ward her off while pressing a control on his wrist.  The heroine started to duck, expecting some kind of weapon, which it was, but not in the way she had expected.  Instead of blasting the solar powered heroine with some kind of ray, light shot out of the heroine and was absorbed into Lord Power's hand.

"What the hell?" asked ChampionGirl, suddenly feeling herself get almost too weak to stand.

"Ah very simple, my dear," said Lord Power.  "My implant absorbed all the stored solar power from your body and with the sun almost down, you won't be able to replenish it."

Champion Girl gave a sob and sank to her knees on the rough ground of the parking lot.

"Ah, I do like a slut who knows how to assume the correct position without prompting," said Lord Power as he pulled his huge cock out, gripped Champion Girl's head in a vice like grip and shoved his member past her lips and down her oh so nice and tight throat.

"I also like the sound of gagging," said the cyborg conversationally as he began to pull the heroine's face back and forth on his cock, quickly achieving that goal as Champion Girl began to make quite pornographic choking sounds.

Wolf Woman found herself surrounded by five black clad figures she didn't recognize.  "Who the hell are you guys?" she demanded as she watched them warily as they moved around her.

 "Aw, you are hurting our feelings," said one of the two women in the group.  "You must not have watched our video with Lady Midnight where we gang banged every opening the slut has.  If you survive, the two of you can compare notes on how good it was since we are going to do the same to you!  For the record though, we're the Knockout Gang," said the woman who suddenly pulled out a small blow pipe and hit the surprised heroine with a smalldart on the top of her right boob.  "Im Hypo."

"I'm" Chloro," said a male who suddenly clamped a cloth soaked in his trademark over her face for a few seconds before stepping back.

"I'm Gas," said another smaller man who sprayed Wolf Woman in the face with a small bottle.

"I'm Taser," said the second woman in the group and fired her gun into Wolf Woman causing the heroine to collapse to her knees as the electricity ran through her body.

"I'm Blackjack," laughed a large man who brought his weapon down on the back of Wolf Woman's head and she fell stunned on her face.

 The gang members quickly stripped off Wolf Woman's costume, but there was a slight delay in the festivities while they argued over who had delivered the crucial knockout blow.  Hypo said it was her since she had scored first while Blackjack said he had clearly finished her off.

"Well, she has more than one opening," pointed out Taser, "and I sure as fuck don't feel like standing here arguing all night."

"I've always been an ass man," grinned Blackjack as he pulled out his thick black cock and ran it over Wolf Womans ass before bending the heroine over and ramming it up her rear entrance.

Hypo stripped off her clothes and grabbed the head of the now semi awake latino heroine and guided it towards her pussy.  "Ok, be a good little slutty heroine and eat me out."

Chloro and Gas stood watching and stroking their cocks while they waited for their turn.  Taser crawled under the bent over heroine and wrapped her lips about one of those long, dark nipples which would keep her satisfied until something better came along.

For Got Gal, this seemed like some bad kind of rerun.  She had watched all her friends and teammates go down to those egg tentacles and now all around her the other members of the She Legion were falling one by one once more as the sounds of moaning and flesh slapping flesh filled the air.  Her faithful sidekick stood by her side awaiting orders and neither of them noticed the metallic arms that suddenly descended and plucked their Got Emeralds from their tops.  As always, Got Gal instantly regretted her design decision to incorporate the jewel as the closure on her nearly transparent top as her large melons sprang into view.  Beside her, she heard Got Chic give a similar little "eek" as her almost equally large chocolate brown boobs fell out into the open air.

"Now, ladies let me introduce you to the latest attachment for my metal arms," said Dr Armageddon as the two heroines tried instinctively to back away from the definitely mad scientist type.  Metallic arms held them in place, however, and they watched the villain pull out two large metal dildos and screw them into two of his metal arms.

More metallic arms lifted the two heroines into the air and still more ripped off their bottoms.  Got Gal and Got Chic just had time to clasp hands in support of each other before they were impaled and gave off high pitched wails as the very large dildos worked their way deeper into their cunts.

Night Raven found herself staring at the Bat Girl robot which regarded her impassively for a minut before speaking in a very mechanical voice.  "You are an inferior mimickry of a true female terror of the night."

"Fuck you," snarled Night Raven and aimed a high heeled kick at the robot's head.

"No, fuck you," replied the Batgirl Bot in that same flat voice as the thing easily dodged the kick and out slid her large dildo.  Strong robot arms pulled Night Raven towards her, ripped her bottoms off and impaled her in one swift motion.

"Extremly inferior imitation," droned the robot as it began to thrust in and out of Night Raven until the cries of defiance turned into moans of pleasure.

Jungle Babe looked around in bewilderment, trying to decide which of her friends to try and help when a heavy weight landed on her back and bore her to the ground.  The queen of the jungle tried to twist out from under whoever or whatever it was, but then she felt something sharp prick her skin followed by a soft feline voice in her ear.  "Hello darling, I've come to play with you," purred Kitty Kat.  "That little prick youfelt was my claws and they injected a little mixture of sedative and aphrodisiac into you.  Don't fight it sweetie.  Soon you are going to feel much better and then we can have some fun."

Kitty Kat had not been part of the original attack, but that had changed a short while ago when she received a phone call on her private, unlisted number from the voice that had been directing and paying her to harass the Pussycat Club.  That very, very cold voice had NOT been happy with her actions in firebombing the strip club.  Her actions were counter productive to what the voice wanted to achieve.  The voice had then told her to check the back door of her lair.  She had found Tom, quite dead, with all the skin removed from his body.  It hadn't looked like he had been dead when this was done from the expression frozen on his face.  Resuming the call, the voice had suggested that not only was there more than one way to skin a cat, there were plenty more cats that could be skinned.  The voice had then suggested that she and her gang might be able to redeem themselves with the suitable rape of one or more heroines.

Jungle Babe didn't know all this was going through Kitty Kat's head, she just knew she was starting to feel real good and her pussy was feeling really wet.  The jungle queen didn't even protest when her fur bikini was removed and Kitty Kat began groping and playing with her large breasts while her legs were parted and Morris rammed his hard cock up into her pussy.
 
Perhaps befitting her name, Omega Woman was the last of the heroines to fall.  She was one of the strongest heroines, but the combination of the Supergirl Robot and the Wonder Woman Robot smashing into her from opposite sides stunned her and she went down to one knee.  Before she could recover, robot hands ripped away her costume and the blonde heroine became the delectable, meaty middle of a double penetration as Supergirl took her pussy and the Wonder Woman robot took her ass with their handy built-in dildos.

What kind of sick pervert gives super heroine robots cocks pondered Omega Woman briefly before that wonderful filled sensation took over and her only thoughts were about the orgasm building inside of her.  When Dragon Queen lowered her pussy onto her face, Omega Woman just stuck out her tongue and got down to doing some serious licking and clit sucking.

* * *

Ms. Americana could feel the orgasm building up inside her and tried to fight it off.  She knew her less experienced sidekick had climaxed just by having the Aberration's massive cock shoved into her pussy and the young blonde was now moaning and feverishly grinding her naked body into her mentor who lay under her.  The Queen of Justice's mind flitted about trying to find a way out of this disaster and  one of her flailing arms brushed something warm and soft.  From the corner of her eye, the dark haired heroine saw it was Hexanna's left boob as they had ended up rolling closer together as they were fucked.  Ms. Americana let her hand trail up the witch's soft skin until she found the tendril plugging Hexana's mouth and keeping her from casting any spells.  With the last of her strength, Ms. Americana yanked the tendril free and hoped she was in time and that it would be enough.

Hexanna gave a gasp as she felt the tendril pulled out of her throat and she managed to touch the skull staff beside her even as the other tendrils continued to plunge in and out of her pussy and ass.  "Infinitum Quicksandis" she choked out and pointed her staff at the Aberration.

Just behind the green skinned monster, a sand filled pit formed and pulled him back into it, his cock pulling out of Flag Girl and shooting a bucket of cum over the sidekick and Ms. Americana.  In seconds, the Aberration was up to his waist in the pit, his massive cock floating obscenely on the surface like some type of snake.

"Nice try witchy, but some stupid little sandbox isn't going to stop me," sneered the Aberration.  The monster tried to wade out of the trap and only managed to sink another foot.  "What the fuck?" demanded the villain and tried again to move towards solid ground only to sink another six inches.

"The more you struggle, the faster you sink asshole," gasped Hexanna.  I hope you can live without air to breathe."  Hexanna had the satisfaction of seeing a look of fear and panic shoot through the Aberration's eyes as he tried again to find purchase to move and sank another foot so the sand was now up to his neck.

"Hey, this isn't funny anymore," yelled the Aberration as the quicksand reached his chin.

Ms. Americana pushed a sticky, drooling Flag Girl off her and quickly located Nightmare Witch.  Her near identical double was riding Amazing Babe's face, so lost in her own pleasure, she had yet to notice what had happened to the Aberration.  When the Queen of Justice's fist connected with the witch's face and she fell unconscious, the tendrils holding Amazing Babe and Hexanna both disappeared in a flash.

Face still wet with Nightmare Witch's pussy juices, Amazing Babe set her sights on the Knockout Gang who were in the midst of switching positions as they gang banged Wolf Woman.  The flying blonde teen hit them like a bowling ball hitting pins and sent them flying all over the parking lot.

Freed from the Aberration's cock and angry about getting raped yet again, Flag Girl rushed over to where her friend Spectre Girl was being triple teamed by Panthress and her hench babes.  The pig tailed blonde, grabbed Puss and Boots and slammed their heads together before grabbing the black shemale villain around the throat and pulling her out of the blonde teen under her.  Panthress snarled and tried to break free of Flag Girl's grip, but leaving herself open to an attack from the enraged Spectre Girl who lashed out with a kick that caught Panthress in her most vulnerable area.  The villainess gave a scream of pain and collapsed onto the ground clutching her balls while Flag Girl added a few more kicks for good measure.

Freed from ravishment by the Knockout Gang, Wolf Woman ran over to where the Geek's magnetic field generator lay and turned it off.  Moments later a revived Power Lass removed the head of the Power Girl robot that had been pumping its dildo into her pussy.  A startled geek stumbled back, pulling his cock from Power Lass's mouth with a pop and a kick from Wolf Woman smashed his glasses and his nose sending him tumbling to the ground in a bloody heap.

Night Raven was gasping and moaning as the Bat Girl robot held her impaled on its large dildo, sliding her back and forth ruthlessly.  Fighting through the haze of pleasure and lust, the heroine managed to reach into her utility belt and pull out her metal throwing stars and with fading strength shoved them into the clearly visible maintenance hatch of the robot.  There was a grinding noise from the robot and then with a look of surprise on its face, the robot stopped in mid thrust.  Night Raven managed with effort to wriggle off the cock still lodged in her pussy and gave the Bat Girl robot a kick in its metal ass.  "Inferior copy eh?"

"I said this isn't funny anymore," yelled the Aberration, spitting out a mouthful of quicksand.  "You stupid bitches get me out of here right now!"

Power Lass flashed Night Raven a smile as she raced past and pulled the Supergirl and Wonder Woman robots off Omega Woman, dumping a post orgasmic Dragon Queen on her ass.  Each heroine then took a robot in their arms and swung them towards each other like tag team wrestling partners swing their foes and bits and pieces of the robots flew everywhere when they collided with a loud impact.

Omega Woman then grabbed a startled Bart Bilbo by the scruff of his neck while Power Lass did the same to his brother Biff, freeing Azure Angel and Lady Midnight.  The two mighty heroines then repeated their tag team move with the brothers and while parts didn't go flying this time, there was still a very satisfying thud when the Bilbo Brothers collided head on.

"I am so fucking tired of being raped by every asshole with a cock," screamed Azure Angel as she stomped over to an oblivious Dr. Armageddon and began wailing on his head.  Amazing Babe finally had to pull the Asian heroine away from the unconscious villain as she had been jumping up and down on  his back and she somehow still had her spike heeled boots on making his back look like a pin cushion.

Retrieving their Got Emeralds, Got Gal and Got Chic dashed over to Jungle Babe.  Kitty Kat didn't even have time to duck the punch from Got Chic and Got Gal disposed of Morris by yanking him off the jungle queen and tossing him into the rest of the feline villainess's gang with enough force to send them all flying.

Lady Midnight staggered to her feet making her lovely large brown boobs wobble enticingly, but she steadied herself and pulled one of the micro EMP devices from her discarded utility belt and clamped it onto Lord Power which shut down all his implants.  As a bonus, the device he had used to suck all the solar power from Champion Girl discharged it back into the heroine and she rose to her feet and smashed a fist into the remaining human part of Lord Power's face.  It was probably not needed at that  point, but it made her feel a lot better as she watched the bastard topple over like a fallen tree.

Jungle Babe tapped Captain Chloroform on the shoulder and the startled villain turned to look at her even as his hips kept churning and slamming his dick into Green Spectre.

"Oh please, not in the face again," he wailed, but he might as well have not wasted his breath as Jungle Babe unleashed a world of hurt on his smarmy face.

A naked Dragon Queen picked herself up from the ground and turned to slink away, but ran into a series of punches and kicks from an angry Green Spectre.

"Glub, glub, glub," said the Aberration.

Naked and with cum dripping from many of them, the heroines looked around the battlefield.  The only thing visible of the Aberration now was the top of his bald, green head.

"We better put a few orange warning cones around that hole so no one tries to park there," said Flag Girl looking down as even that last bit of the Aberration slipped out of sight.

"I suppose we should try to pull him out before he suffocates," said Lady Midnight sounding doubtful.

"I wouldn't worry about it," replied Hexanna as she gave the surface of the quicksand a poke with the end of her staff.  "He is supposed to be invulnerable, or so he keeps bragging.  My guess is he will suffocate until his heart stops and thenhis invulnerbility will kick in and start it up again.  It should be an infinite loop of fun for him, and if I guess wrong and he croaks, I am not going to lose any sleep over it after all the times he has raped one of us and laughed about it."

"That works for me," said Ms. Americana and saw answering nods from the rest of the heroines.  "Frankly, we don't have a prison cell that could hold him if we did pull him out.  Maybe Professor Werder can cook up some kind of power damper if and when we ever get around to pulling his useless ass out of that hole.  In the meantime, those pylons would probably be a good idea."

* * *

The Honda skidded to a stop in front of the main library where a handful of the various demons were prowling around.  A couple of them lay unmoving on the steps with a charred look to them.

"It looks like Christine has been busy," said Ellen as they piled out of the car.

Nancy pulled her gun from her trenchcoat pocket, loaded it with explosive rounds and began to open fire on the creatures.  BB took off into the air and seized one of the Wyrm creatures and hauled it straight up a few hundred feet before she let the wriggling creature go.  Her bombing aim had been pretty good as it landed with a thud on top of one of the Bull creatures which had managed to find cover from Nancy's bullets.

Hoping she wouldn't get a bill for destroying public property, Ellen opened up a nearby fire hydrant to give herself a good soaking and then grabbed a pair of Lizzie creatures and smashed them together repeatedly until they stopped screaming and moving.

Christine pushed her way out past the barrier that had been made in front of the library doors.  "Took you guys long enough to get here," said the perky teen who had found the time to get her green, white and blue costume on.

"Hey, we were busy blowing up an island," said Ellen as she looked around and saw no more creatures in sight.

"Cool," said Ms. Patriot, "especially if it is the island I am hoping it was."

"You got it," grinned BB as she touched down beside them.

Nancy wasn't as sure she had done the right thing as the young heroines were, but its pretty hard to undo a rocket propelled grenade or two or four, so there didn't seem much point in worrying about it.

That was when the entire city blinked out.

It lasted only a second or two, but Nancy looked around and saw all of Delta City sitting in the vast circular valley around the demon's cube fortress of "hell".

Then Delta City blinked back in.

Nancy and her friends stood there staring at each other.  

"What the hell was that?" asked Christine.

"Precisely," replied Nancy.  "I think the demons are trying to transport the entire city into their dimension."

"I don't think punching out a few more of these creatures is going to stop them then," said BB quietly.

"What do we do Nancy?" asked Ellen looking at the detective with hope in her eyes that the older blonde would have a solution.

"I don't know," began Nancy and then stopped as the hand returning her gun to her trenchcoat pocket brushed over a slimey piece of paper.  "Or maybe I do," she amended pulling the paper from her pocket and looking at the address the mutoid had given her.  She had wondered about where she could find the control room for the reboot mechanism and now she wondered if such a malfunctioning device might not be the thing that was driving the mutoids crazy as her 'client" had said.  It was a long shot, but it was the only one she had at the moment.  Trust your instincts, she told herself, afterall it had worked for Luke Skywalker hadn't it?.

"What is it Nancy?" asked Christine.

"I might just know a way to stop this," said the busty blonde.  "You three get over to She Legion HQ.  I think they will need all the help they can get.  If they can keep the demons busy enough, it might let me find a way to end this madness."

"What are you going to do?" asked BB.

"I'm going for a trip into the sewers," said Nancy.

"You go to the most fun places," observed Ellen

* * *

The heroines had gathered up the unconscious villains and stacked them like some type of human firewood.  It probably wouldn't be very comfortable for them when they woke up, but none of the women was exactly worried much by this.  For good measure, Hexanna put a sleep spell on the pile to keep them sleeping while they gathered up and repaired their costumes as best they could.

"My girls don't have much cover," complained Flag Girl as she tried to tie the scraps of her top together into something that at least covered her nipples.

"Your girls never had much cover to start with," snickered Spectre Girl who looked forlornly at the large rent in the front of her bottoms.

"Yeah, well I at least won't have my pussy on full display like some people," returned Flag Girl as she slid on her intact bottoms.

Lady Midnight came back out of the She Legion HQ carrying a portable police radio.  The ebony heroines backup costume had been totally trashed and she was still naked except for her mask, boots and gloves.  "I've managed to get through to Police HQ and talked to Commissioner Borden."  At the mention of the police commissioner's name, several of the She Legion members made pained faces.  "Yeah, I know, he isn't my favourite person either," said Lady Midnight, "but we're back on the same side again for the moment and the city needs our help  Borden says the MATS assholes got trashed by some kind of demon dogs. Pretty much everyone is holed up wherever they can find shelter including the police.  The MATS high tech weapons don't work worth a fuck, but old school stuff seems to work just fine.  He also says the majority of the things are in one large pack near city hall.  I told him to stay put and that we are on our way."

At that moment Delta City blinked out.

The heroines stared around at hell for a few seconds in shock.

Then the city blinked back in

"Anyone know what the hell that was?" asked Spectre Girl in a small, scared voice.

"Precisely," said Hexanna with a grim expression on her face.

The heroines were still making ready to leave for city hall when three young, unknown heroines ran up the street to them.

"Um, we're here to help," said Ellen as she tried not to stare at Lady Midnight's large, and very exposed boobs or the views she was getting of most of the other She Legion members' anatomy thanks to their rent costumes.

Ms. Americana narrowed her baby blues at Ellen  "We met once before.  Dolphin Lady?" she ventured.

"Dolphin Woman," corrected Ellen.  "That was my sister though.  These others are BB and Ms. Patriot.  Nancy sent us to help you if you will allow us to.  She said she thinks she knows a way maybe how to stop the city from doing that thing it just did permanently.  We have to keep the demons occupied enough to let her do that.  Sort of like at the end of The Lord of the Rings when they went to fight the bad guys while Frodo and Sam snuck in the back way."

"I hope she knows what she is doing," said Ms. Americana who looked over at Hexanna.

"I don't have any better ideas," returned the sorceress with a shrug and a jiggle of her large boobs.

"Well then, weare going to have to trust her to know what she is doing," sighed Ms. Americana.  Meanwhile, "we better deal with the demon army downtown before they start invading the buildings where people are holed up.  We can use all the help we can get, so you are welcome to fight with us,  I think I saw two of you at the beach fight" she said to BB and Ellen.  We need to actually have a bit of a plan for once though.  The flyers among us can get there quickly enough, but hauling the rest of us will slow them down and make them more vulnerable to attack."

As the Queen of Justice finished speaking a bright orange school bus drove into the parking lot and the front door swung open.

"All aboard who want to kick some demon ass," yelled shield.

"I thought you weren't coming out from under your covers until this thing was over?" asked Amazing Babe giving up on getting her nipples under cover in her ripped costume top.

"Yeah, well someone has to keep watch on this old guy," said Shield and she nodded towards Captain glory who was driving the bus.

 * * *

Nancy pulled up in front of the address given to her by the mutoid.  It looked pretty much like any of the other buildings in this part of the city, a somewhat shabby and rundown warehouse.  The detective really hoped she wasn't on a fool's errand as she got out of her Honda and with flashlight in hand walked to the main door and opened it with a touch on the lock.  The private eye glanced at the now night sky and shivered.  It was two hours until midnight and anyone who knew anything about horror movies knew that was the time when the shit always hit the fan.

The main floor of the building seemed to be mainly one large room as Nancy sent her flashlight beam around.  Suddenly she felt the hairs on her neck rise and she took another, closer look at the interior of the building.  She had seen this building before and suddenly she realized where.  This was Sanctuary or at least was, or was that would be, she wondered.  Realities came together and separated, time was not always a straight line.  There was a large oak bar with empty, dusty shelves behind it.  Dust was everywhere on the few unbroken tables and chairs scattered around the room.

Nancy gave her head a shake.  If this was or would be sanctuary, it didn't matter for the moment.  The detective found a wooden staircase leading down behind a warped wooden door and gingerly started down the creaking stairs into the dark cellar.  There was more debris down here and what looked like a broken wine rack.  There was also a large hole in the cement floor.

Cautiously, the private eye approached the hole and shone her flashlight down into it.  About ten feet below, Nancy saw what looked to be another floor, covered in chunks of cement from when the hole was made and what looked like grade A slime.  The blonde detective put the flashlight in her trenchcoat pocket, dangled herself by her arms from the edges of the hole and let herself drop. trying to land on a clear section of floor.  She absorbed the impact of the landing with her legs and pulled out her flashlight once more.  She already had a patch of slime on her trenchcoat and wondered if the mutoid had a billing address she could use for the drycleaning she was sure it would take to get it clean.

The passage seemed to be sloping down and with a sigh, Nancy began to follow it.

* * *

The demons almost seemed to have been expecting the heroines as the school bus bumped to a halt a block away from city hall.  It reminded Ellen of a visiting football team getting off their bus before a big game.  The demons didn't rush at them, but stood a block away milling around.  There were numerous Lizzies, Wyrms, Bulls and others, but the central core of the opposing force were Charnal and the troop of Hell Dogs.

"Its not much more than an hour until midnight," said Hexanna as the heroines stared down the street towards the demon army.

"Sometimes, I think I should have picked a different name, muttered Lady Midnight.

"Ok, from the looks of things, we need our strongest members down on ground level," said Ms. Americana taking charge.  She glanced up at the sky where a number of the Flyer creatures could be seen.  "Amazing Babe, Champion Girl, Got Chic and BB, you four are going to have to handle the arial fight and keep those things off our backs.  Power Lass, Omega Woman, Got Gal and I will take the center against those big nasty looking dog things.  Shield and Captain Glory flank us on either side.  Your shields might be able to keep them off us.  The rest of you fan out around us and take on anything that comes your way."  Ms. Americana had half expected some protest from Captain Glory about her taking charge, but the male hero just nodded his agreement and took up his asigned position.

"I don't suppose we could make a Dairy Queen run first Ms. A?" asked Flag Girl as she moved to one side near Spectre Girl as the She Legion began to slowly walk down the center of the street while the demons waited patiently for them.

* * *

The passage seemed to go on downwards forever until Nancy thought she might just hit hell or the center of the earth, whichever came first.  There had been a number of side passages branching off, but the detective stayed to the main corridor.  Now and then her flashlight picked up scuff marks in the dust which might indicate that someone or something had come this way.

The blonde detective came to a bend in the passage and found her way blocked by a locked metal door.  That was either promising or ominous thought Nancy, wishing she could hear the music soundtrack so she could tell which it was.  The door opened at her touch and the private eye blinked in surprise as there was lighting of some type in this section.  It was a diffuse glow coming from the ceiling and didn't look like anything humanity had ever created.  She hope that was a sign she was on the right track.

This closed in section was different in another way Nancy soon noticed.  There were rooms liningboth sides of the corridor and when she looked inside, they showed signs of current occupancy even though they were empty now.  Some had just mattresses covered in sheets on the floor, others hadbed frames that looked like they had been rescued from the trash.  All the other meager furniture had a similar second, if not third or fourth hand look to them, dented and scraped being the common theme.

There had been obvious attempts to brighten up the gray metal walls with tattered hangings and mass produced paintings you might find at a second rate garage sale.  There were the odd scented candle or bit of slightly soiled lace on bedside tables.  This was not the work of the mutoids, Nancy was sure of that.  The whole effect of the rooms screamed a pathetic attempt at something approaching normalcy.  It left the detective feeling like an intruder and with a great sense of sadness.

The corridor continued on another hundred yards where it seemed to terminate in a locked door.  Nancy tuched the lock and the door swished back to reveal a large room.  There was some type of faintly glowing object in the center of the room, but it was hard to see what it was since it was surrounded by a couple dozen women.  Their heads all swivelled to look at Nancy in as much surprise as Nancy felt, for she recognized some of these women and that was impossible.

* * *

"Hey wait for us," yelled an aristocratic voice with an English accent.

Halfway down the street towards the waiting demons, the super heroines turned to look at the source of the voice.  Ms. Americana had recognized the voice and so was not surprised to see Lady Sarah Kraft hurrying to catch up to them.  Her eyebrows rose considerably at the sight of the other woman who was wearing what amounted to a skimpy black bikini.

"Lady Kraft," said Ms. Americana, "I thought you were still in London."

"I heard there was a bit of a bother going on over here, so I flew in to see if you needed any help," said Lady Kraft.  "There is some kind of energy barrier all around the city you know?  Some old fart of a general wasn't going to let me near it, but a little knee to the balls made him change his mind.  He was sure the barrier would keep me out, but it popped a hole open just big enough for me to squeeze through, though with my headlights, it was a tight squeeze let me tell you."

"I think the damn demons just want all the Aphrodites they can get their claws on," said Omega Woman sourly.

Ms. Americana turned to look at the second woman.  "I certainly didn't expect to see you here Esha," she said, eying the busty blonde warily.  Barbara Cummings or Esha was supposedly working for the FBI now, but Ms. Americana was not convinced the former thief had totally reformed and wouldn't have been surprised if the woman had joined in the villain's recent attack at their HQ.

Esha almost seemed to be reading Ms. Americana's mind as she smiled broadly.  "I did have an offer to join those losers who attacked you, but unlike them I have two brain cells to rub together.  Those things," and she gestured to the waiting demons,, "have no use for humans.  If those others had won, all they would have ensured is they would be the first entree on the menu."

"A warning might have been nice," said Ms. Americana.

Esha shrugged and her boobs nearly fell out of her top.  "Communications were down.  I came as soon as I could.  I found those morons sleeping and met up with Lady Kraft and came looking for the rest of you."

"Well, I can't see any nefarious reason for you to want to be one of the lambs at the slaughter," said Ms. Americana after a moment's consideration.  "Both of yu take up flanking positions on the main group."

"Can I join too?" asked a small sounding voice and Ms. Americana looked towards the mouth of an alley where a figure stepped out from behind a dumpster.  The star spangled heroine had to suppress a groan when she saw it was Battle Sprite.  The ever perky, over confident little twit was always causing more grief than anything in her misguided attempts at helping.

As Ms. Americana took a closer look at the young heroine, however, she could see a lot of the spunk had gone out of the girl to be replaced by stark terror.  The girl's uniform was in tatters and she could see the dirt and bruises that peeked out of rents in her costume.

"I, Ive been out trying to fight these things," said Battle Sprite.  "Well, mostly running away from them really.  There were just too many of them and I was all alone."

Oh Goddess, thought Ms. Americana, the little fool actually tried to fight when just about everyone else had run away and hid.  The Queen of Justice knew she was going to regret this, but she told the girl to take a position in their line.  "Just warn us all first if you are going to smile!" she admonished.

With their strength now increased or hopefully increased, the heroines turned back to resume their advance on the demons.

* * *

"Who are you people?" asked Nancy to the assembled women.

"Who are you?" demanded the woman nearest to her in what sounded like a midwestern accent.

"Hey, wait, I recognize her," said an African-American woman who was the spitting image of Angela Greer or Lady Midnight.  "Her name is Detective Boobs.  She's a stripper.  I found a copy of her video when we raided that mutoid nest that was too near us for comfort."

Nancy sighed.  "My real name is Nancy.  I'm a private detective actualy.  The stripper thing was just a hobby.  Now tell me who the hell are you people.  You," and here Nancy jabbed a finger at the black woman, "look like Angela Greer, but I know you're not."

"My name is Angela Waverly, and I used to be Lady Midnight," said the woman.

Nancy stared at the woman calling herself Angela Waverly and then gave her head a shake.  "That's not possible," she said flatly.

"It is all too possible," said another African-American woman.  "My name is Vanessa Wilson and I used to be Lady Midnight.  We are all former heroines.  You might say we are the lost heroines."

"I don't understand," said Nancy.

"It's the fault of the  mechanism," said the woman who had spoken first.  "My name is Power Venus and I was once a member of the She Legion.  I don't know how much you know about the  mechanism?" she asked.

"I know about it," said Nancy.  "I am just surprised anyone else does.  It has worked to rescue heroines who have been unmasked, kidnapped, forced into sexual slavery and so forth."

"Yes, it does that," agreed Power Venus, "but that is only a side effect or an accident so to speak.  Even we don't know all about it, but the reboot mechanism as it is called was part of an experiment by aliens thousands of years ago.  We think they used it to create Aphrodites as sexual slaves for their troops stationed on Earth."

Nancy arched an eyebrow  "Please go on," she said with a wave of her hand.

"Something happened.  We don't know what and the aliens were forced to leave or chose to leave Earth, but they left the mechanism behind," said Power Venus.  "It was in some kind of maintenance mode where it kept track of Aphrodites and rescued them if something serious happened to them.  I doubt it was done for our benefit though.   Likely it was just a way of preserving valuable sex slaves and not have to create and break in new ones."

"What has all that to do with you ladies though?" asked Nancy.

"The mechanism is old," put in Angela Waverly.  "It glitches from time to time.  Sometimes instead of returning a heroine, it made a copy or a new slightly different version and substituted for the original.  That's what happened with Vanessa and me.  We were both Lady Midnight, but we were replaced by the current Lady Midnight.  We didn't cease to exist, however, the machine brought us back here."

"Why have you just stayed here then?" asked Nancy.  "Why didn't you try to return to your old lives?"

"We couldn't," said Vanessa with a sigh.  "Some of us tried, but we no longer belonged in the world above.  If we tried to go back to our lives, people thought we were crazy or imposters."

"I tried going back to my folk's farm in Kansas," said Power Venus sadly.  "They didn't know me.  They said their daughter died when she was three months old from SIDs.  They screamed at me and told me to go away and stop torturing them with my lies."

"I used to be Liberty Babe," said a young brown haired girl.  "I was Ms. Americana's sidekick, but when I tried to go back, she already had a newone and didn't know who I was.  I was her ward and she didn't know who I was!  She thought I was some grifter out to try and pull a fast one."

"My name is Barbara Borden," said a red haired woman.  "I was Commissioner Borden's daughter and went under the heroine name Bat Broad, but when I tried to go back, he had a new blonde daughter called Lydia and she was the heroine Night Raven."


[Author's Note:  The idea for the lost heroines came partly from an email that was forwarded to me by Silk Cords and by some stories written by Mr. X himself that you can check out on this site.  Liberty Babe appears in his story "Me and Ms. Americana", while in "Esha's Dream Cruise" the buxom thief encounters Power Venus, Jungle Broad and the Angela Waverly version of Lady Midnight.  Power Venus appears to be an early version of Ms. Americana as she shares the later heroines 10X strength.  The email I mentioned asked about the Vanessa Wilson version of Lady Midnight which I didn't know about.  The email did refer to a very good story byTopsy T called "Whatever Happened to Lady Midnight?" which suggested an answer to its titular question.  Bat Broad seemed to be an early creation of Mr. X and a closer copy of Bat Girl (Barbera Borden / Gorden) who later evolved into Night Raven (Lydia Borden).  About the only Bat Broad story I have come across is written by Rook and you might want to check out "Bat Broad in the Case of the Jade Chest".  While on the topic of Rook, I miss his humorous and sometimes frustratingly incomplete stories and hope he or she does some more writing.]


"We didn't belong any more, said Power Venus, "so we live here as best we can."

Nancy was stunned by their story and now she understood the sadness she had felt when looking in their rooms.  Then she gave her head a shake, remembering her mission.  "What about the reboot mechanism?  Can you operate it?  The demons are getting ready to use it to transport all of Delta City to their world and not just because they want the tourism dollars."

"That's the control mechanism," said a Jungle Babe look alike who identified herself as Jungle Broad, a previous incarnation of the current heroine.

The lost heroines stood aside to let Nancy see the control mechanism.  It was a large glowing cube.  Sort of a mega Rubik's cube if you could imagine one that was two feet per edge and with a hundred or so squares per edge.  Oh yes, it also glowed dozens of different colours, though there were black areas on its surface.

"To answer your question," we can't use it," said Power Venus.  "Or rather, our control is extremely limited.  Some of us have been here for years and have studied it, but the technology is well beyond our current level on Earth.  We have tried to interact with it, but the results were sometimes very bad and so we have refrained from trying to use it anymore.  It is sort of like if you gave a cave woman a microcomputer and asked her to sign up for Facebook or whatever."

Well, this is a fine how do  you do, thought Nancy.  I found the damn control room, but it is of no use to me.  The detective stared at the glowing cube in mounting frustration for a while and then she noticed something else.  One of the walls had alarge crack in it and something was starting to ooze through it.

* * *

As the heroines got closer to the demons, they noticed two disturbing things.  The first was they were badly outnumbered.  The second was that the Hell Dogs were all stroking their hard, large red cocks in anticipation of what they planned to do to them.

Ms. Americana gulped and forced her eyes away from those massive canine dicks.  "Well those things are going to make it harder for them to fight," she said to the others.

"Please tell me that wasn't a pun, said Jungle babe.

"Nope, but they do give us an easier target.  Hit em in the balls ladies, and er gentleman," she added looking over at Captain Glory.

As a team, the She Legion broke into a run and charged the massed demon ranks.

* * *

"Boggy!" cried Nancy with joy as the slime oozing through the crack reformed into the massive swamp creature.  The lost heroines nervously backed away from it and were astonished when the blonde detective rushed over and gave the creature a hug.

"I would ask you what you are doing here, but I know you can't tell me," said Nancy.

"Ah, perhaps I can help with that," said a new voice and Nancy whirled to see Grandma and Rascal standing in the doorway of the control room.

* * *

The demons weren't expecting foes who actualy ran towards them and several of them went down in that first furious charge before they could regroup and counter attack.

Ms. Americana sent several of the Hell Dogs flying but a blow from the side stunned her and she went down to one knee.  Hands ripped at her costume and the quickly repaired garment shredded from her body easily, and out tumbled her magnificent large 38G boobs.  One of the canine cocks poked at her face as she tried to recover and push its wielder away.  There was a CLANG and the Hell Dog staggered back from a blow to the face from Captain Glory's shield.

"Thanks," said Ms. Americana as she got back to her feet and punched the nearest Hell Dog in the gut, doubling it over and then bringing her knee up into it's face to send it toppling to the ground.

"My pleasure ma'am," said Captain Glory.  "Definitely, my pleasure" he said glancing at the heroine's exposed jiggling jugs and then he turned back into the fight.

As the fight continued it was clear the Hell Dogs were more interested in raping the heroines than killing them.  Now and then a heroine would go down, impaled on one of the huge red cocks, only to be rescued by their fellows.

When Green Spectre was pulled down and a Hell Dog rammed his cock into her pussy, he was so intent on fucking her that he never saw Amazing Babe swoop down on him and knock him back twenty feet with one savage punch.

Still, there were just too many of the demons and the She Legion members were starting to tire and being pushed back.  It took several minutes for them to rescue Lady Midnight when several Hell Dogs jumped her and one of them was in the process of cumming in her mouth when Omega Woman finally flatened him.  The ebony skinned heroine stumbled back to her feet and required support from Esha to stay on her feet as a river of cum poured from her mouth down onto her mocha coloured breasts.

It was to the point where either the heroines had to withdraw while they still could or submit to being gang raped by the oncoming demons when a new attack came at the demons from the rear.

Red Dragon Clan had arrived.

The clan members were all experts in the martial arts, but they were all well trained in bladed weapons as well.  Armed with a variety of swords, axes and anything with a sharp edge, they literally cut into the demon ranks from behind and threw them into a panic.

 One of the Lizzie creatures gave a contemptuous laugh when the tiny, old human woman came at her and then screamed in agony when Mrs. Wong poked her in the eye with a meat cleaver that looked like a sword for someone her size.  Beside the old woman and Mr. Wong were the entire family, Jake, Jason, their wives Katy and Tery, Becky, Judy and at least haf a dozen more.

Also with them were a few recruits they had picked up on the way.

Sgt. Jimmy Golden was determined that the Marines would be represented in this battle and he shoved his rifle into the mouth of one of the wyrm things and blew its head off.

With the lifting of the siege on Police HQ when all of the demons were pulled away to attack the She Legion, Cindy Kelly had led a group of the braver members of the Delta City PD out to help.  They were armed with some of the heavier weaponry from the evidence room that had been seized from local gangs who had often been better armed than the police.  The redhead carried an assault rifle in one hand and a machete  in the other that she was currently using to hack down one of the Bull creatures.

Seeing the panic induced in the demons, a still totally naked Ms. Americana led a new charge into the demon ranks from the other side that further confused and panicked the demons.

One of the Hell Dogs rushed at Ms. Patriot who smiled broadly at it, made her hand glow red and reached out to grab its dick.  Suddenly there was the smell of roasting meat as the thing screamed in agony.

** *

"This is insane," shouted Danial in rage as he and his sister watched the battle between their demon army and the humans.  "Those stupid sluts and their allies are actually winning the battle."

"Even worse," snarled Danielle glancing at the Bloodsoul pool, "they are making us use precious energy to support our troops and delaying Exodus"

"It is only a delay," grunted Danial, making himself calm down as he watched a dripping wet blonde human in a grey swim suit smash down one of the Hell Dogs.  "It only has to happen at Midnight in movies.  We can carry out Exodus at any time.  A delay of a few minutes won't matter as nothing can interfere with our control of the mechanism."

"I still don't see that stupid slut of a private eye," said Danielle scanning the battlefield.  "I don't like it that we have lost track of her."

"Bah, there is nothing she can do," derided Danial.  "She probably found some hole to hide in."

* * *

"Grandma, how did you get here?" asked Nancy, leaving Boggy to rush over to the old woman.

Grandma gestured down at Rascal.  "I just told him to follow your scent of course."

Any further talk, however, was cut short when the cube began to glow brighter.

"Damn, I think they are about to use the thing," said Nancy as she looked over at the cube.  "Do you know how to control it?" she asked, turning back to Grandma.

"No," said the blind woman, "but Boggy can.  That is why he came.  He is a nexus creature and in tune with the mechanism"

"Then he can shut it down or control it?' asked Nancy.

"Yes, but he cannot directly touch the cube or it will destroy him," replied Grandma.  "We need a way to channel his energy through someone else."

Nancy smiled.  "Well considering the perverted nature of this thing, I rather suspect I know how to do that."  The lost heroines gaped as the blonde began to strip off her clothes.  They were even more shocked when she called Boggy over to her and they saw the large green slimy cock that was suddenly protruding from it.

"You have got to be kidding," said Liberty Babe.

It's the only way it will work," said Nancy who leaned forward and grasped the cube in her hands and spread her legs wide for boggy.  The creature stepped up smartly behind the detective and without hesitation slid his large pole home into her pussy.

"Ohhh fuck, I forgot how big you are and how good that feels," moaned the detective.

"She's done this before?" an astonished Power Venus asked randma who merely nodded.

* * *

Charnal stumbled free of the melee and angrily glared about him for a victim.  It was impossible, but his troop of Hell Dogs was losing a battle to these super sluts and a group of mere humans.  Then his eyes alighted on one of the heroines.  She looked young and was the smallest of the cursed lot.  With a roar, the leader of the Hell Dogs grabbed the girl, threw her to the ground, ripped off her skimpy costume and buried his long thick canine cock in her pussy.

Battle Sprite screamed and stared up at the creature that had her pinned down and was raping her  For a few seconds, fear kept her paralyzed and then she remembered her promise to Ms. Americana.  "Hey everyone, I am going to smile," she yelled.

"Duck and cover!" yelled Ms. Americana, turning away from Battle Sprite and closing her eyes tightly.

Fire in the hole!" yelled Night Raven as she hit the ground and covered her eyes with her arms.

The rest of the She Legion, Red Dragon Clan and their other human allies instinctively followed their lead, closing their eyes and covering them with their arms.

The demons stood there confused, not having a clue what these strange actions meant.

"What?" said Charnal in confusion.  A second later, his confusion was banished when Battle Sprite smiled and he screamed as if a thousand bright spotlights had all been shot into his retinas.  When he staggered back, pulling his cock out of Battle Sprite's pussy, Power Lass took pity on him and caved his head in with one full strength punch.

* * *

Nancy moaned and her large boobs swayed back and forth as the lost heroines watched Boggy fuck her.  The crystal began to change as new patterns of light appeared on it.  There were still black areas on it, however and now Nancy could dimly sense pictures and words echoing through her mind from her contact with the cube.

"The demons are fighting Boggy's control," cried the blonde.  "We need help.  We need more energy. to beat them."

Power Venus glanced at the other heroines and then held out her hand to Liberty Babe who took it and Vanessa took the brown haired teen's other hand.  All the others quickly joined the chain.  When they were all linked, Power Venus blushed a little and then grabbed one of Nancy's breasts with her free hand.

"My sholder would have worked just as well," gasped Nancy as the Bog Thing continued to pound his cock in and out of her pussy, his cum providing the necessary conductor for his nexus energy.

The patterns on the cube began to change again and the lost heroines began to glow and dissolve.  Nancy looked at them in horror for a moment, but they were all smiling and in no pain.

"We have found a purpose again," said Power Venus.  "We no longer belong in this world as our old selves.  By joining together, we can become something new, something better, something useful again.  We once were heroes, we will be again."

Behind Nancy, the Bog Thing began to glow also and the private eye felt his cock dissolve inside her as the glows from the lost heroines joined with his to form into one glowing sphere of light.

"It still isn't enough," cried Nancy in anguish as she felt the cube still changing and swirling under her hands.  "It needs me as well I think.  Say goodbye to my friends please," the detective called to Grandma.

"That won't be necessary," said Grandma. "It will take me as well in your place."

"I don't think so," gasped Nancy.  "It is something in my DNA that it needs."

"I know," said Grandma.  "That is why I came.  There isn't much time, but you need to know a few things."  With that Grandma put her hands on Nancy's breasts and her mind joined with Nancy's.  An image began to form in Nancy's mind and she saw herself looking down on a scene, much as had happened with Dr. Chow's memory stone when she had learned about the Dark Mage and the Qilin.

Without words, somehow the information was conveyed directly into  Nancy's brain that they were viewing a Nazi concentration camp somewhere in Germany in early  1945.  In his lab, Dr. Hans Wolfenstein, a mentor of the more notorious Josef Mengele, had been conducting eugenics experiments on Aphrodites in yet one more attempt to create super soldiers to counter Allied heroes such as Captain America.  Wolfenstein personally impregnated both a Jewish Aphrodite and a so called "Pure aryan" Aphrodite to prove his insane theories.

Once this background information had been conveyed, a scene began to play out with HD visual quality.

A muscular, brown haired  American Army sergeant with a five o'clock stubble kicked in the door to the Nazi laboratory building just in time to see a tallgaunt man in a lab coat shoot a woman and start to turn the Luger to shoot a young blonde  baby on the floor.  The grizzled looking soldier started to aim his rifle at the murderer, already knowing he was going too be too late as the monster pulled the trigger.  The bullet, however passed through empty air as the child vanished.  A growl escaped the soldier and a second later his rifle made sure the doctor was no longer any threat.

The sergeant strode over to where the baby had been, sadly he noted there was no doubt the woman, presumably the child's mother,  was dead as her brains were sprayed all over the wall behind her.

"Did you see that Dum Dum?" the sergeant asked his large red haired corporal.

The big noncom rubbed his walrus like moustache.  "Nick, I seen a lot of things since we came into this fucking camp that I ain't gonna be able to unsee. I don't know what happened to the kid, but maybe something or someone saved it which is just fine with me considering all that out there," and he gestured over his shoulder to the rest of the camp.

The sergeant nodded and looked around the room which had a eerie mixture of scientific equipment and children's toys and shuddered.

"You know Sarge, I think there were two kids," said one of the privates who had come into the room and was looking around.  "There are two cribs and both look like they were in use.  Looks like two of every toy too.  I come from a big family and I know how kids are about sharing toys."

"You could be right Dino," said the sergeant as he ran a hand over the stubble on his chin thoughtfully, "but where is the other kid and why did the Nazi doctor kill the woman and then try to kill the baby?"

Dino shrugged.  "Just trying to cover up all the sick stuff they probably did here I imagine."

 "Looks like both kids were girls," offered another private in a Brooklyn accent.  "At least both cribs have pink blankets."

There was the sound of gunfire from outside and an neat little man wearing a red beret entered the lab.  He had a machine gun in one hand and an umbrella in the other.  "If you gentlemen don't mind, Reb, Gabe, , Eric and I could use some help out here," he said in a British accent.

The seargent nodded.  "Ok, boys lets give Pinky a hand.  I will tell Sam about this when we get home and let him worry about it.  That's what they pay Captains for, not us grunts"

* * *

"That baby who disappeared was you," said Grandma.  "The beings you call your employers whisked you away because they needed someone with your abilities and potential to be their agent.  I was also that little girl.  Realities diverge and realities merge.  Time does not always flow straight.  I was the little girl in a reality where the lab door was kicked down a second earlier and I stayed to grow up and grow old in this timeline."

"Why the difference in our ages then if we were both that baby?" asked Nancy, afraid she already knew the answer.

"I don't know everything," said Grandma, "but you aren't the first Nancy and likely you won't be the last.  If you haven't noticed, your job is a little bit on the dangerous side."

The cube started to glow brighter and the patterns to shift again.

"There isn't time to say more," said Grandma.  "My life is almost over anyway.  Let me make my ending count for something."

Nancy nodded, gave the old woman a brief hug and stepped back from the cube.

Grandma started to put her hands out to touch the cube, but Rascal gave her leg a nudge with his nose.  "Sorry fella," said the blind woman and bent down to briefly stroke the dog's head.  "This is one journey you can't guide me on.  You go with Nancy, she will take care of you."

Rascal gave a little whimper, but didn't move as Grandma took the last step and grasped the cube.  The glowing ball that had been the lost heroines and the Bog Thing now enclosed the old woman and she began to glow and dissolve until she was joined to the sphere.  As Nancy watched, the sphere then surrounded the cube which began to glow even brighter until the blonde had to shield her eyes with her hand from the brilliance.

* * *

Everywhere in Delta City, the demons vanished.  The stunned heroines and their allies looked around at the empty street in bewilderment.

"Er, does this mean we won?" asked Jungle Babe.

"And more importantly, can we make that DQ run now?" asked Flag Girl.  "Fighting demons makes me hungry."

"DQ better not have a dress code," snickered Spectre Girl as she looked at her blonde friend who had lost the few shreds of a uniform she had at the start of the battle and cum dripped from her pussy thanks to one of the Wyrm things before Wolf Woman had rescued her.

* * *

Danielle and Danial sat on their black stone thrones in their fortress and smiled.  The stupid super sluts were winning the fight against the Hell Dogs and other demons, but the fools didn't realize that didn't matter in the long run.  The cube was theirs to control and in another few minutes, the Exodus command would trigger and all of Delta City would be transported here to their home world.  That would give them two million humans to feed on in every possible way.  The super sluts would then be forced to either choose death or submit to their new masters and accept their sexual slavery.

The lights in the throne room went out, leaving it in total blackness.

"Fuck," said Danielle.

"Fuck," said Danial.

* * *

The glowing sphere separated from the cube and floated in mid air as Nancy and Rascal now stood alone in the control room.

"I, I am Guardian," said the mental voice of the sphere.  "The demon threat has been ended.  We have expelled all of the demons from this world and locked the gateway so they can never return."

"What about the reboot mechanism?" asked Nancy.

"We have stabilized it," said Guardian.  "We will protect it, so it cannot be accessed by anyone else.  Perhaps one day, we will learn more about how to use it safely.  For the present, however, its only function will be to rescue Aphrodite heroines who have become unmasked or enslaved."

"You can't do anything to mitigate the downside of the Aphrodite gene?" asked Nancy.

"No," replied Guardian.  "A reality warping device such as this is too dangerous for even us to tamper with until we learn more about it.  Perhaps in a few thousand years, we will know enough."

"Half a loaf," said Nancy as she began to get dressed.  "I'll just leave you to get on with that learning then.  I hope Wong's is still standing, because I could really go for a pizza right about now."  The blonde turned and with Rascal trotting beside herheaded back to the surface.

"I wonder what happened to the other baby and mother?" mused Guardian to itself after the door closed behind the blonde.

* * *

A few days later, Nancy was sitting in her armchair, playing with the antenna on her black and white TV to try and improve the picture.  On the screen, Heather Pope sat at a table flanked by BB and Ellen holding a news conference.  They were announcing the formation of the Bonnie Bell Foundation of which Heather was the Chairperson.  The foundation had been started by someone who had anonymously donated all the winnings from the Super Mega Giant Ball Lottery which had been the largest prize to date and there had only been the one winner.  Some of the media seemed to be having problems understanding the concept of anonymous., though Megan Fitzpatrick had given Nancy a knowing smirk the other day.  Still, the ambitious reporter had not said a word about any suspicions she might have on air.

Heather said that the foundation had two major projects they would initially concentrate on.  The foundation had purchased Bridge House and it would remain in operation under the new name of Fancy House in honour of her own murdered daughter.  The second project was the purchase of the old orphanage land which was to be redeveloped into a children's park and would include a special memorial for the children who had died there.  Helen Givens had been hired as the park manager and Hood Construction had been contracted to do the work and plans were already in the design phase.

Nancy had talked Brenda Wade, Axanna Morgan and Angela Greer into serving on the foundation's board which gave it some business and legal expertise, but the detective had wanted someone like Heather who was grounded in common sense to head the board.  Nancy had also gotten BB, Roberta Sanchez, Mrs. Chang, Jenny Tuck and Susan Clarke to serve on the board to give it some diverse and younger viewpoints.

There was actually a third project that Heather hadn't mentioned since that one would remain top secret.  That reminded Nancy she had a couple of appointments to keep, so she shut off the television and took a last look around the apartment.  Her employers had been in contact and she just had a few hours left to wrap up things here.  There was some top secret device called the SunEater that had been stolen and her employers wanted her to recover it ASAP.  Nancy slung a small tote bag over her shoulder with her few possessions and gave a whistle.  Rascal came trotting to her side from his position on her bed.

Nancy was surprised to find all the Wongs waiting for her on the sidewalk outside her apartment.  The private eye had set up a bank account for her Detective Boobs and Candy Floss videos which were still bringing in good royalties and that should help pay for a university education for Judy, Becky and the other younger Wong children.

"We will not rent the apartment," said Mr. Wong as he groped her boobs in lieu of a handshake.  "We will keep it for you to visit or for anyone whoe needs shelter and can't find it."

Nancy hugged Jake, Jason, Katy, Terri and with a wink to Katy, she had given both Judy and Becky long, wet kisses that left the two teens breathless.

Mrs. Wong fingered the red dragon pin on the collar of Nancy's trenchcoat.

"Goodbye Mrs. Wong," said Nancy with a bow of her head.  The old woman had looked both happy and sad when Nancy had told her about Grandma.  There wasn't time now, but Nancy made a mental note to learn more about the shared history of those two.

"You will always be our Filthy White Whore," said Mrs. Wong who returned the bow then turned to glare at her husband, children and grandchildren.  "Come, we have pizzas to make and deliver," and then she led the entire clan back into the restaurant.

* * *

Nancy had made arrangements to pick up Cyril at the hospital when he was discharged and he was waiting for her as she pulled up in the Honda.  The former club owner was glum and silent as they pulled away.  The Pussycat Club had no insurance as no one in their right mind would give coverage to such an establishment.  Cyril had no idea what he was going to do now as the thought of starting over again in debt to the loan sharks was hardly appealing.

"Did you hear about Sahara?" asked Cyril, finally breaking the silence.  Nancy shook her head and Cyril actually managed a smile.  "She's been offered a choreographer job with the Delta City Modern Dancers.  It seems someone saw her work in of all things, your Detective Boobs video."

"It's weird how some things work out," laughed Nancy.

"Hey, where are we going?" asked Cyril a few minutes later as he looked around.  "I thought you were dropping me at my mom's place."

"You'll see," replied Nancy.

Ten minutes later they pulled into the back of a somewhat shabby looking building.  Still looking mystified, Cyril followed the blonde inside where he was surprised to find Frank, Trudy, Christine and many of the others from the Pussycat Club as well as Susan Clark, Anna Kristof and other TLMs.  The floors had been cleaned, the walls were being painted and Trudy was polishing the restored bar that occupied one whole wall.

"What's all this?" asked Cyril looking around.

"Welcome to Sanctuary," said Nancy.

"Sanctuary?  That place is a myth," protested Cyril.

"Myths have to have a start somewhere," replied Nancy.  "I got Norman Lang to buy this place through a string of numbered companies that will make it damn hard to trace.  The Bonnie Bell Foundation, however, is the ultimate owner, but nothing will ever be said about it publically.  It is planned to be a refuge, a sanctuary for anyone who needs it, whether Aphrodites, or anyone in any group who is being persecuted.  It needs a manager who knows how to run a nightclub.  It won't have the strippers and whores, but other than that you can get creative with the entertainment."

"You want me to run it?" asked an incredulous Cyril looking around.

"Yep," replied Nancy.  "Some of the crowd from the Pussycat Club like Sahara are moving on to other things.  Jerome and Maria are starting training as EMTs, but Frank and Trudy and most of the others have signed up.  The place will still need bartenders, bouncers and waitresses, though these won't be topless."

"Everyone starts to sag after a  while, even me," yelled Trudy.

"There won't be any advertising," went on Nancy.  "It will all be word of mouth and need to know, but trust me, there are a lot of people in this city who could use a little Sanctuary."

 "What about security without you around to kick ass?" asked Cyril.  "The place could become a target for some of the villains if they find out about it."

"Ellen, Christine and BB will be regulars," Nancy assured him.  "Also, some of the She Legion will be popping in, though Night Raven assures me that they will be very incognito and low key.  I also hired a special bouncer."  Nancy waved a large man who was painting the walls over.  "Steve Hodges, meet Cyril Tate and vice a versa."

Cyril shook the man's hand.  Steve was six foot six, looked about forty with just a hint of silver in his close cropped blonde hair.  He looked familiar even though Cyril didn't think he had ever met the man before.

Nancy saw the puzzled look on Cyril's face.  "Put a uniform on him and add a shield," she suggested.

"Ah," said cyril with understanding.  "Welcome aboard Captain."

"I needed a place to call home," replied Captain Glory.  "Sleeping on my motorcycle was getting old."  With another smile, the large man went back to his painting.

"Speaking of places to call home," said Nancy.  "The building has three floors and we plan to have apartments and rooms for those who work here and need them as well as for people in trouble.  I picked out a nice one for you."

"I don't think I can say no," grinned Cyril.  "I was having my doubts about my previous profession, so a new start sounds good."

"Oh, a couple other things," said Nancy.  "There is a big hole in the basement that needs to get patched.  I talked to the mutoids and they say if they are left alone, they will keep the underground approaches safe for people.  In case they don't keep their word, I've left a few containers of the catalyst that dissolves them and Professor Werder knows the formula to make more.  Oddly enough, I think they will keep their word, at least around sanctuary."

"Mutoids?" replied Cyril a bit dubiously.  "Well, I doubt they can be any worse than drunk football players.  You said a couple of things though.  What was the other one?"

"Just to keep your eyes open if a red haired witch ever shows up needing a place to stay," said Nancy.  "I understand she is also a great bartender."

Nancy made the rounds of everyone in Sanctuary with hugs and kisses before returning to Cyril and wrapping her arms around him for a long, deep kiss.

"Will you ever come back?" asked Cyril.

"I don't know," sighed Nancy as she pressed her breasts into Cyril's chest one last time.  "If I don't, please don't forget me."

"How can I forget Detective Boobs?" asked Cyril.

* * *

Nancy's last stop was at her office where Cindy Kelly had wanted to meet her.  She was surprised to see the office door unlocked and the redhead waiting for her inside.

"How did you get in?" asked Nancy arching an eyebrow.

"You just have to know how to sweet talk the building manager," replied Cindy.

"With Gabby, that must have meant shoving a gun in her ear hole," said Nancy and then she saw something out the window and gasped.  The gasp was because she could see something out the window which had been so covered in grime that it had blocked almost all light and welded the window shut as well.

Cindy noticed where Nancy was looking.  "Oh yeah, Harry Danials was here washing your window inside and out.  He said something like there might be a need for a blue haired angel to get out and be free.  He did the window in my office too, so we have the only two clean windows in the whole building."

"That was sweet of him," said Nancy and then she stopped and shot Cindy a look.  "Your office?"

"Yeah, didn't I tell you?" said Cindy with a deadpan expression.  "I resigned from the Delta City PD today.  Someone has to keep this office open and help all the people with sob stories.  If you actually wore one anymore, I would say I know I have a big bra to fill, but my C cups will have to suffice."

"That's a pretty big step," said Nancy.  "You sure about that?"

"Nope, but to be honest, I don't see much future with the police," said Cindy.  "I got turned down again for my promotion to detective.  I just don't have the literal balls for the job and I'm tired of fighting the system.  Hawk is back, having crawled out of whatever hole he was hiding in while the demons ran wild in the city.  Borden seems more stable at the moment, but he comes and goes."

"It can be slim pickings being a private dick in Delta City," said Nancy.

Cindy shrugged.  "I'll get by.  I plan to use the other office, so this one is still yours if you ever make it back.  Ellen, BB and Christine are all keen on hanging out here and splitting the receptionist duties.  They said something about keeping the Legion of Substitute Heroes going?  My first management decision though was to buy myself a new office chair because I didn't want squeaky here.  I am going to take the coffee maker into my office though.  It makes the best damn coffee I ever tasted."

"At least Mayor Franklin and the city council had enough brains to repeal the superheroine registration thing," said Nancy.

"Yep," replied Cindy,  "though I hear Laura Kincaid is now running against him in the upcoming election.  She says she wants to try and clean up city hall.  I guess we will just have to wait and see how she does.  Oh, and before I left the police, I got the latest update on Bridge.  The island is still considered international waters, but after some kind of explosion that burned down the house, they yelled loudly for help which gave the authorities an in to go onto the island.  The investigators think the explosion of his mansion was due to improperly stored explosives.  They pulled a number of bodies from the wreckage and three of them were identified as Bridge, Oaks and Sandor."

"That reminds me," said Nancy.  "I heard your car got trashed by the demons when they attacked Police HQ, so I am leaving you the Honda.  You might want to um dispose of the RPG launcher in the front seat just in case anyone gets nosy."

"Will do," said Cindy with a broad smile.

Nancy's tablet beeped and she pulled it out and glanced at it then sighed.  "I have to go now."

"You think you will ever make it back this way?" asked Cindy with a strange mixture of hope and sadness on her face.

"I don't know," said Nancy honestly as she moved over to where Cindy was standing and leaned forward to kiss the other woman firmly on the lips.  Cindy closed her eyes to lean into the kiss and when she opened them, Nancy was gone.

* * *

Nancy stood in the nearly featureless grey walled room where she lived between missions.  She could sense the mental presence of her employers, but their thoughts seemed a little agitated.

"What is that thing?" asked a male sounding voice.

"Surely you know what a dog is?" replied Nancy calmly.

"Yes, we know what a dog is," said the female sounding voice.  "We should have asked why is it here?"

"Rascal is my dog now," said Nancy, "so it only makes sense for him to be here."  At this Rascal wagged his tail and gave a soft bark.

"You cannot have a dog," said the third voice that was neither male or female.

"I don't recall seeing anything in my contract that says I can't," replied Nancy.

"You don't have a contract," said the male sounding voice.

"Dogs shed and must be taken for walks," complained the female voice.

"What will you do with him when you are on missions?" asked the neutral voice.

"The dog stays," said Nancy firmly.  "I will take him on missions with me if I can.  If I can't then I guess you guys are just going to have to look after him while I am gone."

"We don't know how to look after a dog," said the three voices in unison.

"You are bright people," said Nancy.  "You will figure it out."

There was a long silence from the three voices.

"Very well, we will try it on a probationary basis," said the male voice.

"Oh, and one other thing," said Nancy.

"Yes what is it?" asked the female voice sounding much aggrieved.

 "I would like to spend some of my between mission time back in Delta City," said Nancy.

"Why?" asked the neutral voice in a puzzled tone.  "After everything that happened to you there, why would you wish to ever go back there?"

"Because I have friends there," said Nancy simply.

"Very well," agreed the neutral voice after a pause as if the three voices had been conferring silently among themselves.  "You are the most difficult Nancy we have ever had."

"That's good to know," replied Nancy.

The End