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Ms Patriot: Dark Crusade

Chapter 21

Grimme City, Sugar Town red light district, Friday night, 11:30 PM…

Pink and white flashed by overhead. The denizens of Sugar Town looked up and frowned. Nothing to see, but they knew better. The city had a handful of flying super heroines. Those busty busybodies were always bad for business. Then another heroine in pink and white streaked by overhead, sending hookers, pimps, and pushers scrambling for doors and dark places.

Uber Woman smiled, seeing the chaos she caused. Her mind filled with the previous Saturday night, when she was briefly captured. Humiliating didn’t begin to describe her ordeal, but out of the four heroines dragged down and captured that night, only her and Silver Angel escaped to continue the fight. Ms Patriot and Purple Avenger remained in the clutches of evil people.

Rising above the rooftops, she turned toward the Palace. King Pimp took Purple Avenger into that sex industry mega center. The mean streets were agog with the fact a top tier super heroine had fallen, and now sold her amazing body in that notorious brothel. Purple Avenger was now the top earning girl on the Palace’s 6th floor Super Heroine floor.

King Pimp had doubled security, so the city’s remaining super heroines had no chance of rescuing their fallen sister. And the House of Joy was waiting for them to try another rescue. So Ms Patriot and Patriot Girl were as lost to them as Purple Avenger.

“That’s a hard pill to swallow,” she muttered, before turning back to her destination.

The shapely blonde flew out of Sugar Town, and straight to an abandoned tenement. Ten stories tall, empty, and condemned, the building was scheduled for demolition in another month. She flew straight into a gaping hole that used to be a window. Her eyes locked on two other figures inside. 

Uber Girl, her sexy protégé was striding towards Shewolf. While her sidekick’s costume was pink and white like her own, the hot Latina Shewolf wore a figure-hugging brown leather “leotard” with very high cut legs, plunging neckline, but now with long sleeves. Yellow piping and stripes across her flanks gave a pop of color. Her black mask, opera gloves, and thigh boots finished out her outfit.

The two hugged it out, while Uber Woman approached. Then both rushed up to hug her. Before she reached the pair, Justice Shield and Ninja Girl came up the stairs to her left. The Asian avenger flashed her a bright smile. She came in a different costume: Gray catsuit, with black mask, opera gloves, and thigh boots. Her black power belt finished out her look. While Justice Shield was all red, white, and blue patriotic glory. The rookie heroine looked amazing in a stars and stripes leotard, with a star-spangled blue field on her left, red and white horizontal strips on the right. She accessorized with red mask and choker, blue opera gloves, and white thigh boots.

A costume to melt Ms Patriot’s heart, she thought.

“Isn’t Omega Girl coming?” Justice Shield asked. “Or Silver Angel and Silver Girl?”

“No, Omega Girl has a thing in her real life,” Uber Woman said. “Silver Angel and her protégé are helping the police at a crime scene at the moment. So I’ll get them all up to speed after we finish discussing the situation tonight.”

“Is it really just the eight of us left?” Shewolf asked.

The four dark-haired heroines stared at Uber Woman. She managed a weak smile. “I’m afraid so. I’ve confirmed it. Purple Avenger is working as a prostitute in the Palace. Ms Patriot and Patriot Girl are working in the House of Joy as BDSM prostitutes.”

“Seriously?” Justice Shield asked, eyes huge under her long bangs. “It’s been less than a week. Surely they all aren’t tamed and brainwash so fast.”

“While I haven’t heard anything about how Purple Avenger is faring in the palace, I’ve interviewed multiple men who’ve hired, and enjoyed the company of, Ms Patriot and/or Patriot Girl. Everything I’ve learned points to them being utterly subjugated and enthusiastic participants.”

“Oooh,” Uber Girl groaned, fidgeting. The African-American beauty looked so distressed. “That’s so wrong. I can’t imagine. So sad.”

“There’s nothing we can do?” Justice Shield asked. “Surely six of us could…”

“No,” Uber Woman said. “Like the Palace, the House of Joy now had Bliss blasters installed to take down any super heroines foolish enough to attempt a rescue. We’d just join them in sexual slavery if we entered that evil place. Don’t even think about it.”

“That’s not going to be easy. We all spend a lot of time in Sugar Town,” Shewolf said. “The Palace and House of Joy are quite prominent. We’ll be reminded every time we lay eyes on them.”

“We will monitor the situation and jump on them if anything changes,” she said. “Please, don’t try and be heroes and…”

“Wait! Are you telling us, super heroines, not to be heroes?”

“Yeah, I realized how stupid that sounded even before I could finish the sentence,” Uber Woman said, shaking her head. “I meant to say, be safe. Don’t take unnecessary changes. And remember the kind of defenses the Palace and House of Joy are deploying.”

“Easier said than done,” Ninja Girl muttered.

“I know. But, don’t fret my beauties,” Uber Woman said. “Silver Angel and I are brainstorming ideas. If any of you think of something, anything at all, please contact me or Silver Angel. If we can find a way, then we will help them any way we can.”