Justice Girl: Trophy Hunter (Chapter 18) (Patreon)

Chapter 18

The glory of the sunset faded away over the Pacific. Twilight melted into night. Justice Girl licked her lips, standing atop a building with Lady, Night Stalker, and Platinum Angel. Men swarmed around Crazy Girl’s just one block away, coming and going, or just loitering with friends as they smoked cigarettes.

“Just another night of debauchery,” Platinum Angel sneered. “How are men not ashamed of themselves for exploiting women in a place like that?”

“I don’t think they understand just how Randy Girl is forcing those women into prostitution,” Night Stalker said. “Or they delude themselves so they can patronize such places.”

“I think you both give men too much credit,” Lady said. “I doubt one in ten even considers the circumstances that resulted in women working in that brothel.”

Justice Girl nodded. They were all right to varying degrees. She didn’t understand men well enough to support or argue against any of their ideas. It just was what is was. They had to deal with the men, both staff and patrons, while concentrating on ownership. They had to capture and arrest Randy Girl. And hopefully that resulted in releasing Zephyr from captivity, as well as any other woman forced to work there.

Movement in the sky drew Justice Girl’s eyes to the east of Crazy Girls. Obviously an Amazon flying in. Straight at Crazy Girls. It was already too dark to make out color, but she knew that the four of them were the only heroines able to participate in that night’s raid.

“Is that Randy Girl or Victory Girl?” she asked, pointing.

“She’s blonde, but they both are,” Lady said, squinting.

All four reached up to their masks, pressed buttons hidden under the masks’ skin, and activated functions. Justice Girl’s vision telescoped out in an instant, focusing on…

“It’s Randy Girl,” she said. “Let’s get her before…”

“Too late,” Platinum Angel said. “She’ll reach the club before we can get to her. It’s best to let her go inside, trapping her there.”

They watched the evil Amazon fly straight to the roof deck, and quickly vanish into the roof access door.

“I’ll go in the front door with Lady, if you two will follow Randy Girl inside,” Justice Girl said. “We’ll trap her between us.”

“Sounds like fun,” Platinum Angel said. “Come on, Stalky.”

“Right there with you, Silver.”

“No. It’s platinum. Platinum is way better than silver.”

They all laughed. Justice Girl was feeling good about their prospects that night. She turned, swept Lady up in her arms, and grinned at her.

“Are we dating now?” she asked.

“In your dreams, woman.”

Justice Girl stepped out, and off the side of the building. They dropped a good ten feet before her power formed a bubble around them, suspending her in midair. Then she willed herself toward the brothel as soon as Platinum Angel and Night Stalker took off toward the roof deck. She gave the other two a good head start, then pulled in so much electricity from the surrounding city infrastructure the street lights dimmed for a second.

The men on the street all froze, eyes big. Her grin widened. Yeah, they knew who was coming. And then she THUNDERED toward the entrance. Men in the street took off running away from the brothel. No one wanted to get swept up in that pending legal and news media maelstrom. Half a second before touching ground outside the front entrance, Justice Girl released her lightning ball and clattered down to the sidewalk.

Dropping Lady feet first to the ground, “Let’s kick ass!”

Doormen and bouncers dropped into fighting stances. Five of them total, so Justice Girl sent tiny electrical bolts into them. The men all collapsed, screaming as they writhed in agony. The two heroines raced past them and through the door.

Screams and shouts met them inside. Both patrons and scantily clad women fled to safety, while bouncers and other staff charged the two heroines. Justice Girl and Lady plowed into them, kicking, elbowing, and punching large men. They were so much faster and stronger than the men, the busty blonde almost felt bad for them. But she reminded herself that they had to know Randy Girl was buying and selling women, so just as bad as their boss.

They deserve this ass kicking.

Lady threw small fireballs. Really, they freaked the men out more than did damage. Justice Girl’s little baby lightning bolts did a lot more damage, putting every man she hit down for the count. She even threw other more powerful bolts around, shattering stages, destroying almost the entire bar. She even blew two holes in the wall, through which patrons and strippers escaped.

The main room battle lasted maybe three minutes. They cleared the room of patrons, strippers, and staff. Well, most of the staff lay on the floor amid the debris and overturned tables. But the fight was not over. They heard Night Stalker and Platinum Angel raising hell above them.

“Are they fighting Randy Girl?” Lady asked.

“Let’s go up and find out.”

Up the stairs they went. Randy Girl was two stories up fighting off the other two heroines. The three Amazons were ripping the place apart with their super powers, forcing the innocent bystanders to hide.

“Surrender and save yourself a beat down, Randy!” Justice Girl shouted.

“What? Two more?” Randy Girl cried, staring at them incredulously. “Fuck me.”

Using her Telekinetic Power, the pink and red clad villainess seized debris and created a tornado around herself. Platinum Angel did the same, and tried to block the bad girl’s escape. Their tornadoes crashed into each other, exploding and forcing all of the other heroines to shield themselves. The flying debris hitting Justice Girl’s lightning bubble exploded loudly, creating a long rumble so loud even she had to put hands over her ears.

And then sudden silence.

“Where is she?” Night Stalker asked.

Justice Girl released her lightning, dropping back to the floor. Platinum Angel stirred down the hall, standing up unsteadily out of a pile of rubble. The four heroines looked at each other, then all around. No Randy Girl anywhere. Just a large hole in the wall.

“She got away,” Lady said. “Dammit. Dammit.”

“Come on, Angel,” Night Stalker cried, running toward the hole. “Let’s try to catch her.”

The two heroines leapt through the hole and vanished. Justice Girl stayed with Lady as the sound of countless sirens filled the night air.

“The cops are going to have so many questions,” Lady grumbled.

“Go,” Justice Girl said. “I’ll talk to them.”

Lady hesitated, then looked grateful and took off back down the stairs. Justice Girl followed, but slower. The cops would be there before she reached the ground floor. In the meantime, she needed to look for injured innocent bystanders and render aid.

“This night’s a bust,” she muttered. Then she had a thought. “Could Zephyr still be in the building? The police will find her if so.”

It was a happy thought, but she had no real faith it could be true. Nothing worked out that well for her. Ever.