Supergirl vs the Super Troops 
by cjk1@hotmail.com



Supergirl eagerly accepted the challenge to compete on Pay Per View against
Lex Lab's newest champion. Ever since he began enhancing his troops, she's
enjoyed the exercise of fighting with them. Usually though it was in thwarting
one of his crimes and not a public challenge. This is odd she thought, but it
had been a week since she had a good fight, so whatever. He had just better
bring more than one no matter what the schedule said. It wasn't very much fun
if there were less than four or five since she was just so much stronger than
them.

While getting dressed she thought back to her last confrontation with Lex's
super troopers. She was on a routine patrol late one night when her
supersensitive hearing alerted her to an explosion several miles away. Upon
arrival she observed a team of burglars emptying a federal gold depository.
They were still filling the trucks when she arrived so she hid out of sight
and assessed the situation before taking action. She quickly determined there
were five in all, one taller, three average size and one shorter about 5-6.
She was astonished at the way they moved and the amount they carried. These
aren't normal burglars Supergirl thought to herself and began to suspect they
were more of Luthor's super troops. They were covered in black leotards from
head to toe so she had to use her x-ray vision to get a look at them. She
recognized the three average and one tall as Lex's goons she had dealt with
before but thought they were still in jail. If that's what these humans call
justice, well, whatever. No matter, justice can keep letting them out and I'll
keep taking them in. I am tempted to be a little rough this time. As Supergirl
looked at the fifth one she was surprised to see it was a rather muscular
female. A girl of about eighteen or nineteen perhaps and even though she is
much shorter than the men, she seems able to keep up easily or maybe even
surpass. By this time Supergirl had seen all she needed to and instantly she
sprang into action.

Supergirl flew into the doorway of the vault and took her position blocking
their exit. You are all under arrest she said, so you'd better be good little
punks and come quietly or else. That ought to goad them into a fight she
thought when all of a sudden wham, she got hit from behind by a huge bag of
gold bars. The blow didn't hurt Supergirl much but it did knock her forward
and she fell face first on the floor. Her opponents didn't give her a chance
to recover and immediately attacked kicking and punching relentlessly. The big
one grabbed her, picked her up and locked her arms behind her back forcing her
chest up and out leaving her belly fully exposed and dangerously unprotected.
The other three guys took turns savagely pounding away at her body and
although they were hurting Supergirl they were also wearing themselves out
with this kind of exertion.

Supergirl felt the blows losing their steam and she began to work her arms to
try and get them loose. This big guy was pretty strong, at least half her
strength but not much more and with a mighty flex she was free. She spun
around and slammed her fist into the big man's chest with everything she had
in her. He screamed and went down but was not out yet. The other three guys
were tired but still had some fight left in them. She went for the first one,
hitting him squarely in the face and knocking him out. As she swung the other
two got her from behind. One guy slammed his elbow down on her left shoulder
so hard he broke his arm. Unfortunately he hit Supergirl just right and hurt
her shoulder badly. The other guy rammed his knee into her kidney and the pain
dropped her to her knees.

Smiling, they figured she was theirs when she lashed out with a kick to each
of them in the head. That finished them off and left them out cold. Supergirl
wasn't in top shape anymore and that didn't matter because the big guy was
coming after her again. He was feeling allot better after seeing her getting
beat on by those other guys. For a big guy he moved fast and before she could
block it he punched her hard in the forehead. The blow knocked her backward
and down on the floor. She was seeing stars but wasn't out when he picked her
up by the hair and hit her again. Supergirl couldn't remember ever being hit
so hard and was on the brink of unconsciousness when he grabbed her around her
neck in a chokehold. Flexing his huge right bicep he throttled Supergirl's
neck and with his left he twisted her damaged arm up behind her back trying as
hard as he could to break it. Supergirl would have been screaming from the
pain in her arm but she couldn't breath. Her left arm was too damaged to
oppose him, her right was battle fatigued but not damaged so she grabbed his
arm and tried to pry it from her throat. His arm moved slightly and sensing
victory she concentrated all her remaining strength to free herself. He didn't
think she had enough left in her so despite her steady progress he held on
expecting her to collapse in his arms at any moment. Supergirl had taken a
couple of breaths now and as her senses began clearing she realized that he
was trying to tear her arm off. Letting go of his right she slammed her elbow
into his belly and as he doubled over, she spun around freeing her other arm.
She threw a roundhouse right at his face but he blocked the better part of it
and fired his own right at her body. His blow hurt hitting her where she had
been assaulted so massively only minutes ago and she took a step back. As he
advanced on her he swung his left at her face, which she blocked and countered
by slamming her left into his body. The blow had little effect since her arm
was still mostly useless. He grabbed her right with both of his hands and
started twisting it in an attempt to damage it too. Supergirl was trapped and
started hammering away at his body with her free arm. Try as she might it was
useless, her left was working better now but no way was it enough to deal with
that thickly muscled wall. She was able to make dents in it but it was so hard
that she would probably have to hit it several times with her good arm to get
through. She knew she didn't have that much time and he was beginning to hurt
her right arm now. In an act of desperation, Supergirl jumped and spun around
in the direction he was twisting her arm. Half way around she lashed out with
her foot aiming at where she thought his head was. Maybe she got lucky and
maybe she was that good, but her kick hit him hard in the head and knocked his
lights out.

You think your pretty tough don't you Supergirl, how about a test of strength?
The girl held her arms out as a challenge and Supergirl was stunned. How can
she think she can challenge me when I just beat up four big guys? She must
think I'm exhausted from the fight. I might not be up to full speed but that
shouldn't matter against someone as small as her. At 5'11" I've got at least
four or five inches on her. Well, some people just have to learn the hard way.
At first Supergirl was content with simply waiting for something to happen and
she didn't wait long. Her opponent began pushing so hard; Supergirl's arms
were thrown backward. She countered, slowed the advance and just as her
opponent's breasts were about to touch hers, began moving her back. Supergirl
strained but returned their arms to the initial position when her opponent
redoubled her efforts. Supergirl's progress was stopped cold and she was
shocked to find this shorter opponent so powerful. Perhaps females were more
susceptible to Lex's process and became more super than the men. Supergirl put
all her might into a full assault and at the same time her opponent did too.
For several minutes there was no motion until finally the shorter combatant
began to lose ground. As she realized the big girl was just too much for her
she switched tactics. She shifted everything she had to her right where she
could take advantage of Supergirls damaged arm. She began twisting, turning
and leveraging against the damaged arm. Her tactics were rewarded with a
grimace appearing on her opponents face. She felt Supergirl begin to weaken
and she intensified the pressure forcing her full strength up Supergirls arm
into her damaged shoulder. Nearing her limit, Supergirl decided to try a
different approach. Enough of this foolishness said Supergirl and she tore her
hands free. You must surrender to me now and prepare for incarceration. If I
were you I wouldn't worry much, these guys weren't in more than a couple of
weeks before Lex's lawyers had them out. Also, if you cooperate and come
quietly I'll tell them you didn't resist like those guys and you'll get off
easier ok?

At the Arena:

That was a whole week ago and now that I look back, I kind of wish she hadn't
came along peacefully. It would have been a great workout kicking her butt.
Supergirl steps into the specially built heavily reinforced ring as the
announcer introduces her. The crowd erupts into cheers for the statuesque
blonde who at 5'11" and 169lbs of lean super muscle could easily take the
crown at any fitness contest. Approaching the ring from the other side is her
opponent wearing a full-length hooded robe denying everyone a premature view.
Supergirl tries her X-ray vision but finds a lead lining prevents her too from
seeing thru. That's stupid of Lex she thinks, what's he trying to hide? As her
opponent enters the ring she can tell that he is tall and broad shouldered.
She figures he must be about six foot and three or four inches tall but his
upper body has to be enormous the way he fills out that robe. The announcer
solves the mystery by announcing the 23 year old 6'4" 275 lb Brenda Brutov. As
the robe is removed Supergirl gapes in awe at the superhuman physique of her
opponent. Her arms look two or three times the size of Supergirls, her abs are
incredibly thick pilings of the densest muscle ever seen and her breasts are
easily bigger than bowling balls. Supergirl is still standing in the center of
the ring stunned when the bell rings. Her opponent walks up to her and leans
down until they are face to face and says, that big guy you beat up last week
was my boyfriend, now you're going to pay for a weeks worth of my frustration.

To be continued