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Ms Patriot: Dark Crusade

Chapter 1

Ms Patriot ducked. That right cross passed overhead, smashing into the brick wall. The man grunted, but didn’t back down. He threw a left uppercut at her face, so the super heroine blocked it with a forearm, and then surged up to slam the butt of her right palm into his nose. She felt the bone crumble and flatten. That made him freeze, allowing her to pound a right cross to his face.

“Take that, miscreant!” she shouted.

The punch spun him around. She quickly scanned the dark alley before her, taking in all of the street people crowding in to get at her and her sidekick. Ms Patriot pressed her back against the brick wall, placed her right foot on his butt, and kicked him straight into the other men attacking her and Patriot Girl.

“We will arrest you all!”

The man bowled five others down before he went down. Patriot Girl moved into the opening, before spinning into a savage roundhouse that took out two more men. Unconscious men were starting to pile up before the heroic duo.

“Watch out to the left,” Ms Patriot cried, seeing a known pimp rushing the pigtailed blonde heroine in red, white, and blue.

As Patriot Girl turned to engage the pimp, Ms Patriot stepped forward and kicked straight up into a drug-pusher’s chin. He went flying backwards, vanishing into the night shadows and shadowy crowd.

Movement to her right front, a blonde man in purple, caught her eye. Baby blues narrowed behind her blue mask. Thor Stormhardt was the reason the two heroines were in the Sugar Town red light district. The notorious pimp jumped bail. Again. Ms Patriot wasn’t going to allow him to escape justice.

“Follow me!”

Using her super strength and speed, the busty heroine quickly kicked and punched a path straight into the crowd of bad men. Patriot Girl followed, protecting her back. Street people, from 18 to 80, fell back, bleeding and aching, from her onslaught.

“I’m taking you down, Thor!” she called.

“You’re going back to jail, pimp!” Patriot Girl shouted. “This I vow!”

Two men charged Ms Patriot, from either side. Big men. Brutal thugs. So she leapt six feet, spinning, and kicked out in a perfect split. Her brutal stiletto heels slammed into both of their foreheads, knocking both men out cold. Thor’s eyes widened, before he turned and ran like the wind.

“Don’t let him escape!”

Ms Patriot and Patriot Girl broke free of that wrathful crowd. The street people shouted angrily and pursued, but the crowd was packed too tightly in that alley to move decisively enough to stop them. A moment later, the heroines raced out of the alley. Ms Patriot scanned the street and locked eyes on the fleeing pimp.

“Thor! I command you to halt and surrender to the law!”

He didn’t.

The two heroines in red, white, and blue stars and stripes costumes raced after him. They got a good lead on their pursuit, but Thor proved just as fast as the heroines. A moment later, he rounded the corner of Cox and Anita, vanishing from view.

“He just ran into that alley,” Patriot Girl said as they reached the intersection.

“Chase him down it,” Ms Patriot called, veering away to continue up Cox Street. “I’ll cut him off at the other end.”

A quick glance back found six men starting to catch up. Ms Patriot put a little extra into her efforts, but then noticed two of the men break off to go after her protégé. She hesitated just a second, allowing them to close a little more. So she put all she had into running up that street.

I have to cut him off.

They put in too much effort, endured too much trouble, to let that bail jumping pimp escape. Not again. So the busty heroine ran for all she was worth up the crowded red light district sidewalk.

That sidewalk was packed with eager men, pushers, pimps, and hookers. Ms Patriot raced between most of them, but she smashed into quite a few. Curses followed her as she knocked men and hookers to the side, jostled others, and pissed off quite a few people. Unfortunately, the crowded slowed her pursuit, so she put in even more effort on open stretches. Those bad men didn’t care and they were a lot bigger, more mass, so forced their way through the crowd with brute force.

Halfway up the block, four men jumped out to stop her. The raven-maned heroine slowed, studying them warily. She recognized them, having battled them a few times.

“House of Joy,” she sneered. “Figures.”

While there was no law against sex clubs in the state, or the city, or even BDSM clubs. The House of Joy was the exception, because all “staff slaves” were in fact truly being held against their will. Sex slaves. Forced prostitution. White slavery, as they’d say back in the day.

Grimme City’s heroines had raided the House of Joy many times to free the sex slaves.

“Going somewhere, Ms P?” Tyrone Jones sneered.

Ms Patriot slowed to a stop before the four sex club bouncers. She locked eyes with Tyrone, her lip curling in contempt. He was the leader. The smartest of a not very bright group. Their answer to everything was violence.

“If your interference allows Thor to escape justice tonight, I swear I’ll beat one and all of you into bloody pulps,” she snarled, red-gloved hands curling into fists, baby blues narrowing. She heard her pursuit closing from behind, causing a loud stir in the crowd. “You have five seconds before I…”

Time ran out for Ms Patriot. Four big, angry men plowed into her from behind. She was ready for them. Or as ready as anyone could be. So the legendary heroine in red, white, and blue twisted, punched, and kicked herself free of their grasping hands. Stupid men all tried to lay hands on her first, instead of just pounding into her.

She caught one of the men’s wrist, twisted, turned, and threw a hip into him. Using her superior strength, Ms Patriot threw him straight into Tyrone. Then she spun into a roundhouse that smashed into two more faces. As those thugs stumbled back, one of the bouncers attacked. Punch was a big, thick meathead of rage and violence. It was all she could do to block his savage assault. Then Milo Meirs came at her at the same time. Both were six foot six monsters, the only real difference was Milo wore his dark hair in a flattop, and Punch grew his long.

Fortunately for Ms Patriot, the largest and strongest of the bouncers, Carlos Vega, held back to defend the BDSM sex club’s front door. But she wasn’t feeling lucky as Tyrone, and all four of her pursuit converged on her all at once.

While Ms Patriot’s power belt gave her the strength of ten strong men, fighting multiple men at once was a whole nother issue. It took all of her strength, martial arts skills, and super human speed to keep the wolves at bay. But they pressed her harder and harder, forcing her to back up until a brick wall blocked her in.

Back against the wall, the city’s premier super heroine redoubled her efforts. With her back safe, she could put all her focus on the threat before her. A stiletto heel to one man’s sternum sent him stumbling away, a look of shock and distress spreading across his face.

“Yes, I broke that breastbone. Ouch”

She managed to rabbit punch Milo, dropping him to the ground, before punching a thug in the throat. Then kicks to the knees sent two more thugs hopping away in agony. She quickly took Tyrone out with a kick to the chin that left him sprawled spread-eagle at her red booted feet.

The remaining men relented and stepped back to regroup. That was her chance. Ms Patriot screamed at the top of her lungs as she charged Punch. He barely had time to drop back into a fighting stance. She reached him so fast that he had no chance to fight her off, but instead of beating him down, Ms Patriot stepped on his forward knee, then his shoulder. She launched herself off Punch’s shoulder out and away from the fight.

Ms Patriot took off running, back to her original task. She had a bad feeling Thor was long gone, but if Patriot Girl caught up with him in the alley, then she might catch them in the middle of a fight.