SUPERGIRL
AN THE ASSASSIN
By Dr.
Whom
“What a
strange place to meet” super girl thought as she touched down in the
clearing. The thick fog swirled around her slim form,
it clung to outline
of the
curves of the skin
tight
costume that covered her muscular form.
“What could be so important
that
superman would want to meet at this hour of the night in such a
desolate
place” , the
young
heroine wondered. Super girl tried to
use her x-ray vision to scan
the
location but
was
perplexed to find that the fog seemed to be effecting her vision as she
could
only
catch
brief glimpses of the surroundings, as if it was fading in and out.
Super
girl felt a little frustrated at the fact that everything seemed to be
going
wrong this night.
The girls
outline glowed red in the infra-red scope, as the assassin studied
every
curve of the shapely form. “Amazing”
she thought, “her costume almost
appears
transparent”, as she slowly adjusted the cross hairs of the sighting
mechanism
sitting atop her gas powered cross bow.
“Technology at its best”
the
assassin smiled to herself as she
moved
the sight from the dark outline of super girls nipples to the dark
triangle
showing
between
her legs. She studied the puzzled look
on the girl of steels face.
Again a
smile crossed the assassin’s lips, “the lead powder pouring into the
fog
swirling through the clearing was clearly hindering super girl from
studying
her surroundings and possibly
exposing
the ambush before her trap could be sprung.
“Lex Luthor will be
extremely
pleased
if he were here to see this,” the assassin thought. Very slowly
and
carefully she
moved
the cross bow back up the red outline of her target as she was aware
that
even
though
super girls vision was obscured, her super hearing was still very
much
unaffected.
Super
girl felt uneasy, her senses were telling her that she was being
watched
and somewhere inside her, an alarm was going off, yet her xray
vision,
as sporadic as it was acting, was not seeing anything out of the
ordinary
and her super hearing was not picking up anything but the sounds of
the
night creatures. She shook her head as
she mentally chastised herself
for
being so spooked. A smile crossed her
lips, as her gaze, drifting
downwards,
fell on her nipples, which had sprung to life and were straining
at the
material of skin tight costume. “I will
have to deal with those
before
my next outing.”, she reminded
herself. Her head snapped around at
a sound
that wasn’t supposed be there…..
The
assassin slowly moved the cross bow up, adjusting the cross hairs on
super
girls red S that snuggled into the folds between her breasts. “Damn,
if
those nipples get any stiffer, that costume wont hold them,” thought the
assassin
and then admonished herself to concentrate on the business at hand,
even though she was aware that her own
nipples had become hard, pressing
against
her leather top and a dampness was beginning to form between her
legs. She forced her mind to go back over the
plan, the gas powered cross
bow
held 5 arrows in its magazine. In order to penetrate the girl of steels
body,
each arrow was tipped with a spring loaded kryptonite head, that upon
impact,
would unfold into 8 razor sharp, hollow
prongs which were designed
for two
purposes. One was to keep the arrow
from being removed without
doing a
lot of damage to the host, and the second was to fire a small gas
charge
that would inject the kryptonite fluid in the hollow shaft of the
titanium
arrow, directly into the body of the young girl. When it entered
the
blood stream, it would attack her internal organs, robbing the heroine
of her
super powers and causing a great deal of pain.
Oddly, the assassin’s
thoughts
of that young muscular body completely under her control, excited
her
even more as her finger slowly tightened on the trigger of the cross
bow. Unknown to the assassin, her new marvel of
technology contained a
manufacturing
flaw, that until now had not made itself apparent in her many
hours
of testing. A small spring imbedded
deep in the weapon, a piece meant
to save
manufacturing costs, made a small metallic click that to normal
ears,
was imperceptible, but to the hearing of super girl, alerted her to
the
fact that she was not alone. The
assassin saw super girls head snap
around
as she squeezed the trigger of the cross bow.
She heard a small wind
like
sound as the arrow sprang from the bow and began its deadly path toward
its
unsuspecting target.
Super
girl instinctively began to lift into flight as the arrow burrowed
into
the soft tissue, pushing through the
muscle and ramming its nose
into
the bone of her left thigh. The head
sprang open tearing the muscle
tissue
apart and the gas charge in the shaft fired
shooting
the kryptonite poison into the surround tissue. Super girl first
felt
the impact
as if
someone had hit her left leg with a hammer, then her nerves fired,
protesting
the
damage
being subjected to her body. Slowly, as
blood begin pour from the
wound,
her body tissue began to absorb the deadly green fluid. Super girl
bit her
lip and almost screamed in pain, she immediately felt a weakening of
her
powers, but then, her hearing
heard
the deadly sound of another object heading her way.
The
assassin cursed softly, but years of training had taught her to not
panic,
she had watched the arrow strike home and knew that super girls
reflexes
were now going to be impaired. She once again adjusted the cross
hairs
on the ascending form, judged the speed, fired, then years of
experience
kicked in as she anticipated the reactions and movement of her
target
and squeezed the trigger again, watching the two deadly missile’s fly
towards
their target. “Two arrows left” she
thought as she resisted the
urge to
fire another volley. The assassin
cringed as super girl spun to
left
avoiding the first arrow, but felt satisfaction as the evasive move by
her
target put her directly in the path of the second arrow. She smiled as
she
heard the impact and a cry of pain escape the lips of super girl.
The
pain in super girls leg was getting worse, she could tell this was not a
normal
arrow, but she couldn’t concentrate on that as she heard the other
arrow
approaching, and then the realization that yet another arrow was in
flight
and approaching close behind. Had the
kryptonite not been flowing
into
her system, her normal reflexes would have allowed her easily avoid
both
deadly missiles, but this was not the case.
Super girl quickly twirled
to her
left and felt the heat of the first arrow pass along her curve of her
right
breast, just slicing the material on the sleeve of her right arm.
Pain
shot through her arm as the kryptonite head sliced open a wound that
distracted
the girl of steel more than causing her any damage and shifted
her
attention from the second arrow just long enough for it arrow to slam
into
her left shoulder, driving its head deep into her body, where the head
opened
and released its deadly cargo deep into the muscle. Super girl was
thrown
back and spun completely around from the force of the impact, blood
flowed
from both wounds now as her thoughts were getting foggy, her vision
was
becoming cloudy, she could tell that she was loosing altitude. If she
could
just get clear of the area, just long enough to contact superman, she
might
have a chance. A chill went through her
as she
heard
the sound of yet another approaching missile and this time, she knew
she was
powerless to avoid it.
The
assassin watched as super girl wrestled with the effects of the poison
and
internal damage afflicted on her body.
She knew that her next shot had
to be
deadly effective or she would lose her prey and time seemed to move
slowly
as she centered the cross hairs on the firm, muscular abs of her
lovely
young target. Once again, she just knew
that her nipples were hard
and
ached as she sighted in on the firm young body of her prey and squeezed
the
trigger yet once again.
Super
girl saw the arrow moving in slow motion as it approached. Her body
failed
her as she willed it to move and a strange calm came over her as she
watched
it pierce her costume just below her lowest right rib, she could
feel it
move deep within her body jerking her backwards as it lodged its
green
glowing head into the vertebrae of her spine. Luck, if you can call it
that,
was on her side for the first time that night as the head did not
deploy
and the cartridge misfired causing only a small amount of Kryptonite
to leak
into her body, but the arrow, as defective as it was, accomplished
its
intended goal as super girls body impacted the ground.
“Only
one shot left” thought the assassin as she took stock of the
situation. “Three hits out of four is not bad, lets hope she is still in
good
enough shape for what Lex has planned for her,” she reasoned, “but he
will
get her, only, after I am through with her”. the assassin decided as
she
stepped out of the brush and began to slowly walk over to the crumpled
form.
Super
girl knew she was deeply wounded and in trouble, she could feel the
kryptonite
flowing through her system, but she also knew the last arrow was
different,
she could already tell the bleeding there was slowing and the
muscles
were beginning to
regain
their strength. Her vision was cloudy
and the world seemed to be
slowly
spinning,
but the
pain in her thigh and shoulder was almost unbearable and she had to
will
herself
to
fight through the pain to ignore it.
She rolled over and looked up at
the
broken tree branches through she had fallen, they had softened her fall
and she
could tell that the arrow in her side was loose. She weakly grabbed
the
shaft protruding from her side and pulled on it with all of her
remaining
strength, almost yelling in pain, as the un-deployed head tore
free of
her flesh. Super girl grabbed hold of
the trunk of the huge oak
tree
and pulled herself into a sitting position,
her world almost spun into
darkness,
but she fought for conscious while struggling to gain her footing,
and
using the tree for support on her damaged left leg, she managed to pull
herself
up. A noise of footsteps approaching
caught her attention and she
struggled
to focus on who it was that had done this to her. Super girl knew
that
she had to conserve her strength if she was to save herself from this
situation.
The
assassin froze, as she watched the super girl pull the arrow out and
fight
her way to her feet. She was secretly amazed at the strength of the
young
heroine and cautioned herself to not underestimate her foe. She
studied
the swaying form in front of her, should she use the last arrow to
put her
down, then make good on her delivery to Lex?
The
assassin’s stomach tightened as she watched the girl through her scope,
the
hard nipples, the firm breasts, the tight stomach and butt, the slim
legs
and the full lips of the costumed beauty.
She decided then that she
had
plans of her own for that body before she turned it over Lex, and with
that
thought she once again moved slowly towards the girl of steel.
“Have
to focus” thought super girl, as the approaching form moved into
visual
range. “Who are you?” she asked the
leather clad form, “Why are you
doing
this?”. Super Girl
asked.
The assassin
didn’t speak, her left hand took the hood covering her head and
slowly
peeled it off letting the auburn locks of curly hair fall free.
Super
girl was taken aback, it had not crossed
her mind that her tormenter
might
be a beautiful woman. Through the pain,
super girl focused on the
assassin’s
face, her eyes were cold and calculating, yet, there was
something
about the way she was looking at her, almost, almost as if she
were
undressing her. Super girl then noticed
the full breasts and the hard
nipples
trying to force their way through the leather outfit of her
opponent,
she could smell the musk of her wetness with her sensitive nose,
she
realized suddenly that this women was turned on, “maybe this is the way
out of
this mess” she thought.
The
assassin watched as super girl struggled and then managed to remain
standing
on both feet despite the blood oozing from the wound in her left
leg. Her left arm was useless and hung limp at
her side, but even so, she
brought
her right arm up slowly. The assassin
quickly brought the bow up,
and
watched as super girl slowly traced a finger up her flat, firm stomach,
slowly
up to her left breast and traced circles around her erect nipple,
then
begin to stroke the stiff orb through her skin tight costume. The
assassin
watched super girls nipple quickly harden and became aware of her
own
body responding, the trickle of dampness down her leg, the ache in her
loins,
her nipples were screaming for super girls mouth to close around them
and
bite them to the point of screaming pain.
To the assassin’s surprise,
super
girl’s hand moved from her nipple up to her neck, and with one swift
motion,
tore a deep V in her costume, pulling
it down to her waist. Her
full
breasts, once contained in the skin tight material sprang partially
free,
the round firm, full outlines of the glorious mounds were exposed and
she
could see the dark edges of the full areola being held hidden behind the
blue
cloth. It was all the assassin could do
to keep from running over and
running
her hands inside the gap and playing with those hard, erect nipples.
“Lean
back against the tree and put your arms behind your back” the assassin
commanded
the sexy swaying form in front of her.
Super
girl leaned back, but could only bring her right arm behind her, it
was
obvious that her left arm would not move.
She made sure that her back
was
arched which caused her breasts to thrust out in an inviting offer of
temptation. “Keep her focused on those” super girl
thought, “just long
enough
to get her within reach”.
The
assassin moved slowly towards her young prey, circling to the left and
slightly
behind super girl, making sure to keep her useless side between
them.
“If you move you die” the assassin said as she grabbed the arrow
sticking
into super girls shoulder and jerked it out.
Sweat
and tears poured down super girls face, running down the exposed flesh
of
breasts and chest causing them to glisten in the moonlight, but she
managed
to not cry out as she felt the blood flow once again from the wound.
She knew her time was limited, she was
losing blood and the poison was
spreading
quickly through her body. Her attack
would have be decisive and
quick,
but she would not give this bitch the joy of hearing her cry out in
pain. Super girl weakly nodded her head to assure
the assassin she would
behave
which caused her tormenter to become more bold.
The
assassin took her finger and put it on super girls forehead, traced
lightly
down the bridge of her nose and rested on her lips, “show me what
you
want”, she said;
Super
girl resisted the temptation to bite down on the exposed finger, took
it into
her mouth and began to suck on it, running her tongue over the
finger
tip.
The assassin
almost exploded into an orgasm when she felt the warm tongue
exploring
her finger, she could almost feel that tongue on her breasts and
penetrating
deep inside her wetness. She slowly
moved her finger down
between
super girls breasts, carefully and slowly pulling back the material
covering
that wonderful dark orb of the right breast.
Her finger begin to
slowly
circle the areola, almost, but never quite touching the nipple. She
felt a
shiver run through super girls body, was it the pain, the poison, the
loss of
blood, or was the girl getting turned on, she wondered. She noticed
that
super girl had closed her eyes, her mouth open slightly, a soft moan
escaped
her lips as her fingers brushed the nipple. The assassin continued
to work
the nipple with her fingers, alternating between a soft caress and
rolling
them between her fingers adding pressure until she saw the super
girls
jaw tense and then she would back off and begin again, slowly but
constantly
working onsuper girls nipple.
The
assassin could not contain herself any longer and slowly leaned over,
watching
for any threatening move from this girl who once seemed lost in
pain,
but now appeared to be completely lost in the caresses, ignoring the
draining
effect the wounds were having on her body.
Her tongue traced
circles
around the nipple, never quite touching it, but hinting that she
would
devour it without notice. Super girl’s
upper torso begin to sway in
rhythm
to the assassins tongue. She could hear
super girls breathing deepen
and
quicken, the assassin in one quick motion sucked the nipple into her
mouth
and attacked it with her tongue, super girls back arched upward, as if
offering
her more of her breast to devour, her good hand grasped the tree
for
support as an orgasm rolled through her body.
Super
girl knew she had to act when she felt the finger move down her chest,
but an
ache between her legs kept her frozen,
she felt her left nipple
spring
free into the cool of the night air. This
bitch never let up on her,
she
kept teasing her nipple into aching hardness, without ever touching it,
endlessly,
never ending. The ache in her loins
grew and nipple was crying
for
release as the manipulations grew stronger and bolder, at one point, her
nipple
felt full of electricity as the bitches finger brushed against it and
despite
herself, a moan escaped her lips. Super
girls world finally
exploded
when that wonderful mouth sucked in her nipple, and her tormenters
teeth
clamped down hard creating a wonderful shooting mixture of pleasure
and
pain that flowed the length of her body.
As the
orgasm subsided, super girl became aware that the assassin was
totally
engrossed in mauling her breast. Super
girl arched her back as if
she was
begging for more. She then grabbed the
tree to steady herself and
swung
her good arm with all its force at the assassin. A blow of this kind
by a
healthy girl of steel would have killed any human, but the kryptonite
flowing
through her system combined with the loss of blood, and the damaged
organs
had sapped much of her power and weakened the blow considerably.
The
assassin only partially saw the blow coming, she felt super girls body
stiffen,
her back arch and then twist. The
assassin pulled way to evade the
on
coming fist, but it connected with her right cheek. There was still
enough
power in her swing that the assassin was spun around and thrown away
from
super girl. Dazed and bleeding she
struggled to clear her head. Where
was her
weapon, she had to find it, raced through foggy brain. She could
hear
and feel super girl moving towards her.
If she didn’t move quickly,
her
days for hire were going to be over.
To
super girl, it was like moving in slow motion, pain wracked her body, the
lingering
pleasure of the orgasm also dulled her response. After what
seemed
like an eternity, she reached the assassin who was on all fours
trying
to get to her feet. Super girl wrapped
her good arm around her neck
and
pulled her back with all her strength.
The exertion caused her wounds
to
begin bleeding in earnest, the thought of “how much blood have I lost”
ran
through her head. The assassin, jerked
backwards, almost screamed at
the
pain in her back as she fought to free herself from super girls hold.
She
knew she had to break free of super girls hold before she lost
consciousness
and with all her strength, she pushed backwards with all her
might.
Super
girl in her weakened condition was caught completely off guard and
gasped
as they both tumbled backwards, and even though she felt the extreme
pain
tearing through her body, she refused to let go.
Darkness
was closing in on the assassin, super girls hold around her throat
was
very strong and had she been battling a healthy heroine, it would have
been
all over. “Must think quickly” she
thought. “Left, she must go left,”
Using her left arm, she reached up and
found the wound on girls shoulder,
and
drove her fingers deep into the flesh.
She felt super girl shudder, and
her
hold lessened some, but it still felt like steel. The assassin kept
working
her finger in the wound, causing blood mixed with green begin to
flow
freely.
Super
girl shifted and twisted the assassin away from her left side and in
doing
so, managed to dislodge her hand from the wound, but as fate would
have
it, super girls luck changed again, this time, not for the good.
As the
assassin arched her back and rolled, her entire body weight came
against
the remaining arrow shaft still lodge in her left thigh, a white
hot
flame of numbing pain shot up super girls leg, causing her to loose her
grip on
the assassin’s neck.
Rolling
free, the assassin struggled to her feet, taking deep breaths from
the
choke hold, she cleared her head. She quickly regained sight of the
super
girl and saw that she was struggling to stand, had rolled onto her
hands
and knees trying to regain her feet. At
that moment, the assassin’s
foot
struck something stuck into the ground.
It was the defective arrow
that
super girl had pulled from her groin and tossed away. She pulled it
from
the ground, did a quick visual check, and saw that the safety catch
that
held the spines closed during flight had not released as it left the
bow. The gas cartridge at the end of the shaft
had fired, but since the
spines
could not open, the green fluid in the
shaft could not be released
and was
still under high pressure, and the weapon was still active.
The
assassin quickly moved up behind the heroine who was on all fours
struggling
to
to
stand. She quickly grabbed a handful of
the golden locks of super girls
hair,
and jerked the girls head up and back, and saw the muscles in the
lovely
body ripple as the
she
came to a standing position, her head back and body arched upwards.
Super
girl, in a daze knew she was in trouble, she tried to make her limbs
obey,
but
she
there was too much pain and she was just too weak. Suddenly, she felt a
hand
grab her hair and snap her head backwards, pulling her upwards, causing
her
body to rise and
bend
backwards, her taught breasts thrust upwards, her nipples already very
hard,
pointed towards the night sky. “Your
just not quite ready to play are
you?”
she heard the husky voice whisper in her ear and felt the arrow enter
her
back, causing her body to arch upwards as the assassin drove the arrow
into
her back pushing it deeper and deeper with three slow thrusts. The
arrow
head penetrated just below her lowest rib on the right side, clipping
her
kidney, and plunging through her liver and into her intestines, super
girls
body trembled as the arrow head deployed and the pressured kryptonite
exploded
into her abdomen. Darkness came quickly
for super girl as she lost
consciousness
and the assassin let her body fall to the ground.
The
assassin walked over and picked up her bow, then located her bag hidden
in the
brush. She quickly handcuffed super
girl, slung a rope over a tree
limb,
secured it to the handcuffs and hoisted
the unconscious girl up until
her
feet were not touching the ground.
Stepping back she viewed her work,
“Damn,
even beaten and bloody, she is one hot little girl” she said as
being
so deep in thought, she didn’t realize
she had spoken out loud. “Lex
is not
getting this one, super girl is mine!” the assassin thought and
having
made up her mind, she reached into her bag, took out a large hunting
knife,
With
speed and precision, she removed the rest of the girls skin tight
costume. Gazing on the now fully nude heroine, she
found her hand rubbing
her
crotch as she could swear that there must be a sexual aura that
surrounds
super girl. “Ok, its time our little
captive woke up” she said as
she
stepped up and ran her down the perfectly toned leg of the unconscious
girl. The auburn haired beauty noticed that super
girls body was already
starting
to heal itself, both the wound in her
shoulder and the one in her
right
side had already closed. The assassin
knew that only where the arrow
heads
were buried in her body and where the kryptonite had entered the flesh
of her
internal organs would the wounds not heal.
She also knew that there
was not
enough of the fluid in her to kill her,
and would gradually work
itself
out of the girl of steals body. Her
window to complete
her
plan was limited and with that thought, she slid her hand up the smooth
thigh,
parting the sweet moist lips between the girls legs and began to rub
slowly. She found it was getting hard to stand, she
wanted so badly to just
sit
down and pleasure herself to orgasm.
Then,
she saw the ripples of pleasure begin to spread thru super girls
stomach
and the
pressure increased on her hand as the thigh muscles begin to
contract
in rhythm to
her
manipulations. After a few minutes, she
couldn’t stand it any longer,
and
plunged her fingers into super girls body as far as she could reach and
began
rubbing thr girls g-spot, while at the same time, her thumb found the
little
pleasure button and massaged it until it stood firm and hard.
Super
girl was safe in her dark place, oblivious to pain and didn’t want to
leave
there, but something was starting to drag her to towards the light.
Things
began to come back
slowly,
one piece at time. She could feel the
arrow shaft in her back, the
other
in her left
thigh,
the pain deep inside where the arrows were lodged and the poison
being
absorbed into her tissue. But, there
was something else, a growing
pleasure,
mixing with the pain.
“How
strange she thought, how pleasure and pain are so similar” she thought
as she
slowly came awake. The pleasure was
growing, it was beginning to mix
with
the pain in the depth of her being.
Suddenly, she became aware of the
fingers
moving expertly within her body, the persistent thumb sending
electrically
charged waves of pleasure into her being.
Super
girl really had no time to prepare as the first tremor rolled up from
her
crotch, causing her breasts to sway and the nipples to become hard,
reaching
for something to relieve their aching.
They felt so sensitive that
even
the air blowing across them made super girl want to reach out and rub
them as
hard as she could, and squeeze them until the aching was satisfied.
The
next tremor came faster, than another, she could feel a volcano building
inside
her, that was about to explode. Super
girl had no more strength to
resist,
she totally surrendered to each wave that came, she knew this auburn
haired
beauty with her hand buried in her body could take her soul and
spirit
if she wanted.
The
assassin could see the muscles of super girls body ripple as each tremor
flowed
through her body, she could feel the
muscles of her thighs tighten
on her
hand and release to match her movements, she realized that super girl
was
finally in her control.
The
volcano within super girl exploded, a loud gasp escaping from her mouth
was
drowned out by the scream from the assassin as super girls orgasm caused
her
thighs to clamp down on her hand, pushing her hand fully inside super
girl. She felt the bones begin to crush by the
sheer power of super girls
muscles
contracting with the force of her orgasm.
She placed a foot against
the
tree and pulled with all her strength finally pulling her hand free, as
she
fell unceremoniously to the ground holding her wounded hand.
Super
girl’s eyes remained closed, her head back as the orgasm faded. She
realized
that the handcuffs, even though titanium steel had bent and
loosened
from the force of her orgasm. The
endorphins flowing through her
body
had dulled the pain and with a new burst of strength, she strained
against
her bonds and felt them snap like string.
Sweat shone on her
breasts
as she concentrated all her might and finally began to rise upward.
She
knew that this burst of power would not last, it was her sexually
charged
energy overcoming the kryptonite flowing through her body that gave
her
this one fleeting chance, but if she could just get even a few miles
away,
she might have a chance.
The
assassin was momentarily shocked as she saw her captive begin to rise in
the
air. She knew that if she was going to
make this girl her slave, she
had to
do it now or she would forever slip from her grasp. “Damn,” she
thought,
as she grabbed her bow
with
her good hand and brought it up against the tree to steady her aim.
She
quickly sighted in on the lovely naked figure that was rapidly gathering
speed. She picked her spot carefully, this had to
be just right if she was
going
to control this lively piece of ass, and for the final time, she
squeezed
the trigger. She saw the arrow fly and
with a feeling of
satisfaction,
heard the solid impact of the arrow striking home.
Super
girl knew it was over, even as she heard the now familiar metallic
sound
of the trigger being pulled. She didn’t
have the strength to take any
evasive
action and unconsciously she just waited for the impact. Only a
slight
prayer of hope was all she had left that the arrow would somehow be
thrown
off course, just enough to miss this time.
This was not to be the
case,
the assassin was too much of an expert, had too much skill and super
girl
just had too much bad luck. The arrow
rose, quickly gaining speed,
the
safety on the head snapped off just as designed and the gas cartridge
was
prepped and ready. It entered super
girls body dead center of her right
nipple, the little bud, that was just achingly hard
not minutes before,
disappeared
as the sharp tip split it into pieces.
The tip tore through the
breast
tissue at an upward angle, snapping two ribs
that
her fleshly mound rested on, sliced through the top of the girls right
lung
and buried itself with a thud into the spine of super girls neck. The
arrow
head exploded open slicing through the neck muscles and the gas
cartridge
fired. The Kryptonite exploded into the
spinal column and shot
into
super girls brain. The girl of steel
didn’t even have time to feel the
pain as
her world exploded in a sea of white followed by darkness and she
plummeted
to earth.
“Damn”,
the delivery driver cursed again as he lifted the crate onto the
table,
3 flights of stairs down into the basement of the stone mansion. He
wiped
the green fluid leaking from the crate off
his hand once again as he
centered
it onto the table. Wiping his hand and
brow, he studied the
leather
mini skirt hugging the hour glass figure of the auburn haired beauty
intently
studying a magazine as she casually leaned against the wall. One
shapely
leg arched and braced on the wall, caused her skirt to ride up even
higher
as he tried to get a better view, but was cut short by the steely
eyes of
the girl impatiently watching him, willing him to leave. “That is a
heavy
crate, what ya got in there,” he asked.
She
looked at him coolly, “Its just my newest project,” she said as she
licked
her lips.
His
gaze then fell on the magazine cover, “man, that is one hot woman” he
said as
he pointed to the picture of Wonder Woman on the cover.
“Yes,
yes she is”, the assassin said, “Someday, I hope to meet her
personally”
she said as a smile spread across her lips…….