Super Mom: Besieged (Chapter 24) (Patreon)

Chapter 24

Super Mom, Raven, Turbo, Vixen, and Freedom spent the day planning and scouting the 4th Reich Movement’s headquarters. The site was a beehive of activity, with men coming and going. None of the top suspects were seen. As far as they knew Reich Star, Power Star, and Blitzkrieg were safely inside. Mayor Hook and Chief Faust stayed at their jobs in the city. That didn’t mean they weren’t talking and hatching their own plot to recaptured their lost heroine.

Activity slowed to a stop after sundown. The heroines closed the circle, tightening the noose. They watched and waited until the wee hours of the night. At 3 AM Super Mom called them with a conference call.

“Alright, girls, it’s time,” she said. “We’re going in. Remember, senior leadership lives on the second level down. That’s where we hit first. Turbo and I will take out Reich Star. Raven and Freedom will take down Power Star. And Vixen gets Blitzkrieg. I don’t expect it to be an easy victory, but if any of us fails, we all fail. And most likely we’ll be defeated, captured, and forced into their godforsaken metahuman breeding program.”

“Defeat is not an option,” Raven said. “Do not flee. Do not surrender.”

“Let’s do this,” Turbo said. “Let’s pair off, and go in hot.”

They ended the conference call, and then flew straight to the 4th Reich Headquarters. An alarm immediately sounded. Super Mom cursed under her breath, with that annoying klaxon grating on her nerves as they streaked toward the air shaft. Of course their security was top notch. The raven-maned beauty and Turbo reached it first. The Latina grabbed the steel grating, straining to rip it off. Super Mom joined her, on the other side, and together they tore it from its mountings.

Vixen streaked down inside ahead of them, followed by Raven and Freedom. Super Mom and Turbo tossed the heavy grating away and followed them down. A deep BOOM reverberated up the shaft when Vixen ripped open the subterranean vent. The five heroines flew like arrows to their assigned targets. Since Super Mom had been used and abused by each of the three Nazi bitches, in their personal beds, she had mapped out the floor for them. There were other apartments on that level, but she had no idea who lived in them, if anyone.

Heike opened her door just seconds before Super Mom reached it. She was already in full Reich Star costume: black corset-teddy with a bright red swastika centered on her belly, outlined in white. She finished her costume with red opera gloves and thigh boots. No mask.

Her big baby blues widened just half a heartbeat before Super Mom pounded a fist in her face. Reich Star was smashed straight back into her apartment, followed by Super Mom and Turbo. Super Mom dropped into a running landing as she charged her foe. The Latina whipped past her to kick Reich Star in the face, sending her crashing back into the wall and bouncing off. Super Mom grinned before delivering an uppercut to the chin that flipped the Nazi leader over onto her face.

“You’re under arrest, Heike,” Super Mom snarled.

Super Mom glanced to her left when Turbo came to a clattering landing beside her. Reich Star surged into her booted legs, seized Super Mom around the ankles, and started spinning. She used Super Mom’s body to bat aside Turbo, before releasing her to spin into the far wall. The raven-maned heroine dropped into a writhing pile at the base of the wall, before Turbo landed atop her a second later.

“I will break your bodies,” Reich Star screamed. “And then I will have Power Star fry your pathetic, bimbo brains!”

“I’m so sorry about this,” Super Mom gasped, and placed her feet on Turbo’s belly. Then she KICKED the other heroine straight back into Reich Star. “Get her, Turbo!”

The other heroine’s head snapped back to smash into Reich Star’s face. The Nazi bitch staggered, while Turbo fell to the floor. Super Mom flew over her comrade to smash a combination to her blonde foe. Fists and feet pounded away at the now struggling super villain.

Power Star flew into the room with a scream of rage. Super Mom barely had time to turn before a fist smashed into the side of her head. The super heroine was knocked away, spinning in midair. She quickly regained control, but Power Star and Reich Star both crashed into her, fists, feet, knees thrashing her relentlessly.

Turbo and Raven attacked the two Nazi metahumans, pulling them away from her just before darkness sucked her down. Super Mom found herself on all fours, panting furiously, shaking her head to clear the cobwebs. She hurt all over. Hurt so much. But her super powers were already healing her, muting the pain.

She looked up to find the most epic catfights raging all around her. Blitzkrieg and Vixen had joined them, and the three Nazis quickly fell back to fight back-to-back against four super heroines. Everyone cursed a blue-streak, arms and legs a blur as they put everything they had into that winner takes all fight.

The fight was hovering in the middle of Heike’s living room. All the furniture was overturned, if not smashed to kindling. The Nazis had the stronger defensive position, so could slowly wear the heroines out. Outlast them, and win in the end. The heroines didn’t have a great enough advantage in numbers, just four to three.

But I’m the wild card, she thought.

She waited as she recovered a little more, super fast, and analyzed the evil metahuman’s fighting style, strengths and weaknesses. Then she smiled. An evil little smirk.

Super Mom took off flying just inches above the floor. She went under the fight, and turned up into the very middle of the three Nazi women. All three gasped and cried out, their efforts disrupted by her unexpected appearance. Super Mom drove a stiletto heel into the small of Blitzkrieg’s back, pounded a backhanded fist into the side of Power Star’s head, and finally spun to kick Reich Star in the head as the Führerin spun to engage her.

Turbo pounded a knee into Reich Star’s back, right into the left kidney. The beautiful blonde’s back bowed, a cry of agony escaping her lips. Super Mom followed up with a throat punch, and then started pounding her fist into Heike’s belly over and over and over again, all while Turbo held her arms back.

Raven delivered a knockout punch to Power Star when the evil minion turned to help her glorious leader. Super Mom, huffing and puffing, smirked down at Reich Star, doubled up and retching on the floor. Looking around, she spotted Vixen and Freedom binding Blitzkrieg’s arms and legs. Raven already had Power Star’s wrists bound behind her back, and was in the middle of zip-tying her elbows together. Then Freedom hurried over to help bind her legs.

“Let’s get this bird trussed up, Turbo,” Super Mom said, pulling a heavy-duty zip-tie out of her left thigh boot.

She bound Reich Star’s wrists together, while the Latina took care of her legs. The klaxon finally stopped, but another type of alarm began a whooping noise. Just as annoying. Then a man’s voice came over loudspeakers.

“Heroines inside the facility. Heroines inside the facility,” he practically growled. “Five fucking super heroines are attacking us. Find them! Find them now!”

“Me thinks we should go,” Vixen said. “And we shant dally or suffer mightily.”

“What the fuck?” Raven asked. “Did you take a blow to the head.”

“No,” Freedom said. “She went to the Ren Fest last weekend.”

Super Mom didn’t have time for that nonsense. She lifted Heike’s limp body, threw it over her right shoulder, and strode toward the door.

“Come. Grab the others and let’s get the hell out of this dodgy place.”

Raven carried Power Star out over her shoulder, while Vixen and Freedom dragged Blitzkrieg out between them. Turbo went straight over to the elevator to provide security. Super Mom took off flying to the air shaft, and then up it. The others followed close on her heels.