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Tomboy: The Big Leagues

FEM Fighters Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 12

Tomboy tightened her arms around Puritan’s tiny waist as they turned onto another street. The redhead hit the gas, and they shot down the street like a bullet. Puritan’s police band radio had just alerted them to a reported robbery a few blocks away.

The prospect of some action excited Tomboy. It’d been almost a week since Vixen’s capture, and she’d spent most nights with Puritan looking for the lost heroines. The Hypno Gang, as the press now called them, stayed one step ahead of them.

“I take it Thursday is a slow crime day,” Tomboy said.

“Absolutely.”

“Just like Tuesday, Wednesday…”

“Hey!” Puritan cried, and they laughed. “Get used to it. Being a FEM Fighter is ninety-nine percent boredom, and ten percent super-intense action.”

“Let me guess, math wasn’t your jam in school?”

“Duh. I was a cheerleader,” the redhead said. “Why did I need math?”

A stressed voice came from the police scanner. “Attention all units! Lone Star is battling Vixen and Puma at the corner of Preston and Forrest. All available units respond!”

“That’s not that far away!” Puritan cried. “Let’s go help Lone Star!”

She didn’t wait for a response. Puritan hit the gas. They reached Preston Road within minutes, and turned north toward Forrest Lane. The heroine expertly weaved through traffic at a blazing speed that somehow thrilled Tomboy as much as it terrified her.

Puritan ran two red lights, and almost caused an accident in one. But they reached the super-powered fight in less than five minutes.

Lone Star was flying around, dropping down to fight one or the other briefly. Sisterhood heroines were naturally as strong as a FEM Fighter wearing her FEM Belt, and about ten times the strength of a strong man. But she could still only fight one FEM Fighter at a time.

“God, I wish I could fly like that.”

“Stand in line, sister,” Puritan said.

Vixen shot at Lone Star with her stun beam, but the Amazon managed to stop it. Tomboy squinted, but didn’t see anything between the two women. Nothing to stop an energy beam.

“How did she do that?”

She noticed both Puma and Vixen looked exhausted. Was Lone Star just trying to wear them out? Tomboy wondered how much they’d used their stun beams and shields. That would wear them out even faster than fighting, since both used the heroine’s own life energy as fuel.

“I don’t know. Lone Star is a Telekinetic Power. Telekinetics usually pull something up between them and the threat,” Puritan said, skidding to a stop. Vixen and Puma both turned on them, and aimed stun beams at Puritan. The redhead threw up her shield. “Try to get behind them!”

Tomboy darted away, ducking behind a parked car as Puma turned to engage her. She moved quickly, but stealthily. Puma stayed on her, while Puritan and Vixen charged in to fight toe-to-toe. Puritan quickly got the upper hand, since she was fresh and full of energy.

“Surrender, Puma!” Tomboy called, noticing Lone Star maneuvering to fly up behind the beautiful African-American. “You’re being controlled by evil men. Let us help you.”

“I’m going to help myself to piece of your stupid ass, bitch!”

Lone Star plowed into Puma’s back, striking her feet first. The entranced FEM Fighter was thrust forward to slam headfirst into the car Tomboy was hiding behind. She dropped to one knee, groaning in misery. Tomboy’s heart leapt into her throat.

Gloriosa and others believed one good punch, or very intense pain could break the captured heroines out of their hypnotic trances. Lone Star might’ve just saved Puma from the Hypno Gang, and she would know where to find those wicked men, too.

Tomboy rushed around the car, even as Lone Star reached Puma. The busty brunette reached for the FEM Fighter, but Puma surged up, seized Lone Star’s arm, and threw her against the car. Then she started pounding one super-powered elbow into the heroine’s face after another.

“No!” Tomboy screamed, and charged with her bat raised. She swung, striking Puma in the back. “Stop it! Surrender, or – ”

Puma backhanded Tomboy. Knocked her head over heels. Her cap flew one direction, her bat the other. The busty blonde landed face down on the concrete. A soulful moan bubbled up.

“Oh, that hurt.”

“I haven’t even started putting the hurt on your stupid ass,” Puma snarled.

Lone Star started swinging at that time. She forced Puma back, back, back. Tomboy pulled herself together, head still spinning, and regained her feet. Then she noticed that Puritan was forcing Vixen to backpedal as well. The two entranced heroines looked exhausted, bedraggled, and all shiny with sweat. She didn’t think they could last much longer against their two better rested heroines, so looked around for her bat.

Tomboy collected her bat first, and then noticed her cap behind a car. She hurried over to reclaim it, so she’d be ready to help Puritan and Lone Star finally subdue and hold Vixen and Puma.

Vixen and Puma were forced back-to-back. Tomboy could see their strength and speed quickly evaporating. With the fight about to end, Tomboy heard police sirens off in the distance. It would feel good to finally win one for the good guys. And she helped, though only a little.

I so need a FEM Belt so I can go toe-to-toe like that.

“Now!” Puma shouted.

Tomboy did a double-take. Vixen and Puma pulled out phones. Odd. Then she remembered how Vixen was captured as they held their phones up in Puritan’s and Lone Star’s faces.

“Don’t look!”

Too late. First Puritan, and then Lone Star stopped fighting. They just stood there with slack faces staring at the phone screens. Tomboy’s heart dropped into her belly. Her blood turned cold, and she couldn’t breathe.

“Kneel,” Puma commanded Lone Star.

The gorgeous super heroine never so much as hesitated. She dropped to her knees before the victorious FEM Fighter. Puma scooted her right foot forward with a smirk.

“Kiss it. Lick it.”

Lone Star dropped to all fours, lowered her glossy red lips to the toe of that shiny black thigh boot, and kissed it. Then she started licking. Tomboy’s jaw dropped. Her eyes cut to Puritan when the redhead dropped to all fours, and started licking Vixen’s boots.

“No!” Tomboy shouted, and charged them with her bat high.

Police came around the corner at the same time. Puma tried to shoot her with a stun beam, but only a little stinger came out. It was enough to stop Tomboy, but the exhausted FEM Fighter didn’t have enough energy left to come close to stunning her foe.

Emboldened, Tomboy charged Puma. Another cop car arrived. Vixen commanded Puritan to defend, and she started shooting stunners at the police. Then Lone Star was ordered to help, and she flipped a squad car over. Tomboy gawked at the carnage, and went after Lone Star when the Amazon turned toward the other cop car.

“Leave them alone,” she said to the Amazon.

“Let’s go!” Vixen shouted.

The three FEM Fighters mounted their bikes, revved up their engines, and peeled out of there in a cloud of smoke. Lone Star flew above them. And all Tomboy and the cops could do was stand there and stare.